The Conquest of Zhou, Volumes 1-33

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Originally, Yuan Hong, seeing that the battle had been fruitless, intended to raid the Zhou army's camp at night. However, Prime Minister Jiang anticipated his plan and secretly arranged
his troops, resulting in a crushing defeat for Yuan Hong and his men. Jiang Shang knew that although he could win this battle, he would not be able to capture the three demons alive.
So he took out three Bagua coins and performed a divination, learning that the fleeing enemy would head northeast.

He then secretly instructed Generals Lei Zhenzi and Zheng Lun: "At dawn tomorrow, the demons should reach the vicinity of the Great Pine Forest.
Exhausted from the night, they will surely rest for a while. You two should go and ambush them first; you will surely achieve great success."

The two accepted the order and arrived at the pine forest early, finding a good hiding place and waiting for them. Nothing happened that night. As dawn
broke, they saw two demons sneaking into the forest. Lei Zhenzi was about to make a move, but Zheng Lun stopped him. Zheng Lun
whispered, "Your Highness, don't be hasty. These two demons have been fleeing all this way; they must be on guard. We should wait a moment; they'll surely rest.
When they relax their guard, we can attack from above and below, and we'll surely succeed in one fell swoop."

Lei Zhenzi found Zheng Lun's words reasonable and had no choice but to patiently observe. He saw that the two demons had indeed climbed onto a large blue stone,
but instead of resting, they were engaging in wanton acts on it. Lei Zhenzi had previously cultivated deep in the mountains. He
had only descended the mountain at the age of seven to save his father, returning the same day. After his second descent, he had remained in the army. Coupled with his
fierce appearance, no one dared to approach him, and he had never been intimate with a man.

Now, Lei Zhenzi was sixteen or seventeen years old, a time of budding innocence and youthful vigor. Seeing a man and woman
making love for the first time filled him with indescribable strange feelings. His blue face flushed almost purple, and his penis stood erect
like a golden staff in his hand. Later, hearing Wu Long's moans, so melodious and poignant, he was frantic with worry,
panting heavily. If Dai Li and Wu Long hadn't been so engrossed in their encounter, they would have been exposed. Escaping the demon was a
minor matter; disobeying military orders was a serious one.

Like Lei Zhenzi, Zheng Lun hadn't expected that their ambush to capture the demon would uncover a pair of lewd lovers. Compared to the naive
Lei Zhenzi, the middle-aged Zheng Lun was certainly more experienced, but being further away, he couldn't clearly see
the power of Dai Li's tongue, only commenting that Wu Long was promiscuous, reacting so strongly to being touched.

After watching for a while, Zheng Lun's heart also wavered, his spirit hardened. Seeing that Lei Zhenzi beside him was even more intense
, he thought that if he continued watching, His Highness's movements would become increasingly agitated, inevitably attracting the demon's attention. It was better to act now
.

Zheng Lun lightly tugged at Lei Zhenzi, lifting him silently into the air. He then stealthily moved closer to the demon,
snorted at Dai Li, and exhaled two puffs of white breath. Lei Zhenzi fell from the air again, ending Dai Li's
life with a single blow, thus letting the demon have his moment of pleasure.

Lei Zhenzi originally intended to finish off Wu Long as well, but seeing Wu Long's flushed face and alluring aura, he felt
somewhat lost and at a loss. He also noticed the spray of water behind Wu Long; although Lei Zhenzi didn't know what it was, he knew
it was something only a woman's lustful desires could produce. Staring at the mess behind Wu Long, Lei Zhenzi held his golden cudgel, wondering whether to strike or not.

Zheng Lun, experienced in worldly affairs, naturally understood Lei Zhenzi's thoughts, and Wu Long's thirst for lust was not beyond his
notice. Zheng Lun approached Wu Long and said, "Demon, I know your heart is burning with desire
, and we are here to take your life, as you know. How about I offer you a way out? Go and
serve our Prince Baizi well, and I will persuade him to spare your life today. What do you say?"

Hearing Zheng Lun's words, Wu Long glanced at Dai Li's corpse on the blue stone and thought that since the dead could not be brought back to life, it was better
to agree to their terms first. Once she had dealt with the burning desire between her legs and recovered, she could then seek revenge
.

Having made up her mind, Wu Long couldn't help but glance at Lei Zhenzi again, finding his fierce appearance not frightening at all, but rather
strikingly heroic. Wu Long cursed inwardly, "Truly utterly lewd! He's clearly overcome with lust,
yet he makes up excuses; he clearly wants his enemy's body, yet he talks about revenge."

Seeing that Wu Long didn't answer but was looking at Lei Zhenzi with a blush on her face, Zheng Lun knew she had tacitly
agreed. Zheng Lun laughed and scolded, "Hurry up and crawl over there!" Wu Long glared at Zheng Lun angrily, but still
crawled towards Lei Zhenzi.

Lei Zhenzi found it amusing that the demon was so obedient, so he imitated Zheng Lun and commanded Wu Long, "Crawl closer, kneel down
, roll over, turn around, spread your legs, stick your buttocks up and let me see!" Wu Long did as she was told, smiling
sweetly, glancing back, deliberately twisting her waist, and making all sorts of lewd gestures to please Lei Zhenzi.

Lei Zhenzi saw that the demon's private parts were bloody and mangled, quite unsightly, and quickly called Zheng Lun over to ask. Zheng Lun looked at Wu Long,
then at Dai Li's mouth, and finally understood why Wu Long had been so excited earlier. Thinking to himself, this vixen was truly despicable,
playing so wildly. Looking at her rotten hole, although he didn't want to penetrate it, his vajra could certainly provide some enjoyment
.

Zheng Lun, fearing he might frighten Lei Zhenzi, who was seeing a woman's body for the first time, said to him, "A woman's private parts aren't born like this;
it's just that this vixen went too far with her play, causing it to become this strange." Lei Zhenzi was astonished, never imagining
such lewd people existed in the world.

Zheng Lun said, "How could an ordinary woman be so lewd? Even if she had lustful desires, without this unorthodox method of
manipulation, she would have died long ago. Look at her, almost unrecognizable, yet still so alluring. If she
weren't born with a lewd nature, even an ordinary vixen couldn't reach this level."

Hearing the two men commenting on her, teasing and mocking her, Wu Long felt a growing lust, even hoping they
would humiliate her even more severely. Unable to contain herself, she cursed, "You two are also generals of the Zhou army, people with skills, why
are you just talking nonsense? Hurry up and do it to me!"

Hearing this, Lei Zhenzi roared in disrespect, pressing the golden staff horizontally against Wu Long's buttocks. With a slight exertion,
a "plop" was heard, and a half-foot-long section of the staff pierced into Wu Long's lower body. Wu Long groaned,
unable to lift her hands, and collapsed headfirst into the dust, her face covered in ash.

Lei Zhenzi gripped the end of the staff and rummaged wildly. Wu Long could only groan on the ground, whether from unbearable pain
or intense pleasure, it was unclear. Only a lot of fluid flowed from her lower body, sticking to the golden staff,
shimmering in the rising sun.

This fluid seemed strange; after soaking for a short time, her previously festering labia slowly healed, returning to their original state.
Originally, it looked like this. Zheng Lun and Lei Zhenzi didn't know what kind of sorcery this was, only finding it novel and interesting. Zheng Lun
said to Lei Zhenzi, "This sorcery is strange, why don't we try it ourselves?" He then inserted the vajra pestle in his hand into Wu Long's anus
.

According to the theory of the Three Realms and Three Powers, this pestle had three edges twisted into a drill shape at the top, and three rounded sections of varying thickness at the back.

On the battlefield, Zheng Lun's pestle could easily pierce a person's chest, break bones, and snap tendons. Now, inserted into her intestines
, even with her magical power protecting her, Wu Long couldn't withstand it. She could only swallow heavily, not daring to exert any
force in her rear, lest it increase the pain.

Although Wu Long's flesh was in pain, she felt an unprecedented excitement. The two divine weapons, the golden cudgel and the
vajra pestle, were inserted into her private parts at one end and held in the hand of the enemy who killed her lover at the other. The unbearable torture and humiliation
intertwined, rising within her body into a distorted pleasure, triggering a new climax.

Wu Long cried out, "Give it to me! I want to eat!" Lei Zhenzi didn't understand her meaning. Zheng Lun took
the golden staff from Lei Zhenzi's hand and made him stand in front of Wu Long. Before Lei Zhenzi could even stand still, Wu Long ripped open his skirt
and pulled down his pants. Lei Zhenzi's manhood was different from others; like his face,
it was originally indigo, but now, with the blood congealing, Wu Long pulled out a swollen, purplish-red, shiny black staff.

Wu Long grasped Lei Zhenzi's penis, sucking and licking it, swallowing and spitting it out as if savoring the most delicious thing in the world.

After a while, the penis was covered in saliva from front to back. Lei Zhenzi saw Wu Long's charming face, her eyebrows full of affection,
her eyes brimming with love, her cheeks blooming like peach blossoms, and her mouth uttering fragrant orchids. His heart itched, and he lifted his own penis and began to slap it against Wu Long's face
. With each touch, long strands of saliva were drawn out.

Seeing Lei Zhenzi's reaction, Wu Long wasn't annoyed. Instead, she straightened her back and thrust her chest forward, offering her breasts to Lei Zhenzi's crotch,
letting him "whip" them against her. It seemed only in this way could she alleviate the increasing pain in her lower body and release the lingering
lust in her heart.

After all, it was his first time having intercourse with a woman, and Wu Long's wanton and lewd behavior made Lei Zhenzi lose control. He only
thrust into her mouth a hundred or so times before ejaculating, revealing his virginity. Wu Long felt
the strange sensation in her mouth and quickly opened her mouth to swallow. The thick liquid continued to flow into Wu Long's stomach, making Lei Zhenzi reluctant to pull out. He
then thrust his penis into Wu Long's throat again.

Lei Zhenzi found it amusing to watch Wu Long swallow his semen, and continued thrusting, ejaculating repeatedly into Wu Long's mouth. He was
unaware that the semen of a virgin boy was a potent elixir for demons, especially since Lei Zhenzi, with his years of cultivation, possessed
a semen even more potent than that of mortals. Wu Long only swallowed it twice before feeling refreshed and her strength increasing. After

the three of them had made love for a while, Wu Long, satisfied and regaining her senses, glanced sideways at Dai Li's miserable state. Secretly channeling
the venom within her body to her teeth, she saw Lei Zhenzi thrust his member deep inside again and took the opportunity to bite down.

Lei Zhenzi, in the throes of ecstasy, was completely unprepared for the impending doom. He felt a sharp pain in his lower body and quickly spread his wings
and flew backward. If he hadn't pulled out quickly, his manhood would have been completely severed.

Hearing Lei Zhenzi's screams, Zheng Lun knew Wu Long was behind it. Without a word, he pressed down hard, and the Vajra Pestle pierced
Wu Long's abdomen and emerged from his chest. Lei Zhenzi, still in mid-air, flapped his wind and thunder wings, spitting out a bolt of lightning
that struck the golden cudgel. Wu Long felt a jolt throughout her body, a stream of semen gushing from her lower body, before being burned to a crisp
.

Having killed Wu Long, Lei Zhenzi felt the world spinning and plummeted from the clouds. Zheng Lun rushed to his side and saw Lei Zhenzi's
face was black, his teeth chattering; he didn't know what attack he had suffered. Knowing the urgency of the situation, Zheng Lun quickly summoned his Fiery-Eyed Beast
to carry Lei Zhenzi on its back, then turned to retrieve their weapons.

Just then, two men entered from outside the forest. One was tall and burly, with a face like refined steel and a large ring on his nose; the other
was slightly smaller, with a face like powdered jade and a long white beard beneath his brow. Most strangely, both men had two horns on their heads.
Upon seeing the corpses of Dai Li and Wu Long, the two exclaimed in shock. Looking at Zheng Lun and Lei Zhenzi, they drew their weapons without a word, one
wielding a three-pointed double-edged sword, the other two short halberds, and charged at Zheng Lun like madmen.

These two were none other than the ox demon Jin Dasheng and the sheep demon Yang Xian. They had received
the Tiger Tally and battle strategy from King Zhou earlier, but without bringing any troops, they had only traveled to Mengjin in a cloud of smoke. Just now, upon reaching this place, they suddenly saw
a person with wings on his back flying in the air. Therefore, they withdrew their escape techniques to investigate, only to find their companions killed.
Their anger was beyond words, and they only wanted to quickly finish off the enemy before them.

Seeing the ferocity of the enemy, Zheng Lun hurriedly urged the Golden-Eyed Beast to carry Lei Zhenzi away first. The spirit beast, upon hearing its master's command,
struck the stone three times with its hind hooves, producing smoke and fire beneath its feet, and fled on the flames. Zheng Lun turned around to try to pull
the weapon from Wu Long's body, but it was too late. He couldn't even exhale the white light from his nostrils before Jin Dasheng slashed him in two.

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Seeing that Jin Dasheng had killed Zheng Lun and that the other enemy general couldn't catch up, Yang Xian said to Jin Dasheng, "
Although that thief has escaped, judging from his appearance, he must have fallen for Wu Mei's trick. He probably won't live much longer. We should quickly
collect our companion's body and go to Brother Yuan to discuss the matter."

The two had already made up their minds and wanted to find two large trees to make a coffin. Unexpectedly, not far away, there were two large
pine trees that could be embraced by two arms growing side by side. Jin Dasheng and Yang Xian quickly approached, preparing to chop down the trees for timber. They were unaware that these two trees
were the very places where Lei Zhenzi and Zheng Lun had just been hiding.

The two demons raised their weapons and swung them at the two large trees, but unexpectedly, the trees retreated, as if they were living
people dodging. Moreover, what appeared to be two ancient pine trees transformed in the blink of an eye into a willow tree and a
peach tree.

Yang Xian wondered if Zhou Jun had laid an ambush, so he stopped Jin Dasheng, sheathed his weapon, and shouted, "What kind of demons
are causing trouble here? Show yourselves quickly, or don't blame us for our methods!"

A burst of laughter came from the other side, and a woman said, "You call us demons? And what are you
? Hehe."

Yang Xian looked closely and saw two beautiful, tall women, both appearing to be in their early twenties
. The one who spoke had large, bright eyes and wore a pink dress; the other had her hair styled in two buns covering her ears
and wore a green robe.

Yang Xian and Jin Dasheng observed the two women, who in turn sized them up. Then, all four burst into
laughter. These two women, like Jin Dasheng and Yang Xian, were all demons. Upon meeting, they immediately felt a sense of closeness and exchanged
introductions. It turned out that the two women were peach and willow spirits cultivating on Qipan Mountain.
They had gained their magic by inhabiting the bodies of two statues in the Xuanyuan Temple at the summit. The one in pink was named Gao Ming, possessing a pair of far-seeing eyes; the one in green was named Gao Jue, with a pair of
ears that could hear the wind, but because she felt self-conscious about her protruding ears, she hid them with her hair.

After getting to know each other, Yang Xian asked Gao Ming, "You two were here all along, did you see what happened earlier?" Gao Ming then
recounted what she had seen. Upon hearing that Dai Li and Wu Long had been killed, Jin Dasheng jumped up, cursing Gao Ming and Gao Jue for
not speaking up to stop it.

Gao Ming said, "Brother Jin, please calm down. My sister and I were quietly cultivating here, so engrossed in our seclusion that
we didn't even know when those four arrived. By the time we realized what was happening, the two deceased had already begun their intimacy, and the two Zhou generals
were hiding in our tree. We didn't want to reveal ourselves, nor did we want to disturb their good time, so we
could only watch from the sidelines."

Gao Jue continued, "Later, the Zhou generals killed your companions. Both times it happened suddenly, and we
didn't know how to react. Secondly, although my sister and I have no relation to the Zhou army, we have no connection with those two either, so
it's only natural that we didn't speak up. We hope you two won't take offense."

Although Jin Dasheng felt that the two women's words made sense, he couldn't suppress the pain of losing his friends and was still furious, his nostrils flaring as he repeatedly
punched them. Gao Ming let out another coquettish laugh, grasping Jin Dasheng's fists with both hands and saying, "Brother Jin, don't be angry .
I know I was wrong, but it's too late. I truly don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life, but if it can
appease you, I'm willing to obey your orders."

As Gao Ming spoke the last four words, she deliberately lowered her voice and leaned softly into Jin Dasheng's arms. Meanwhile,
Gao Jue pulled Yang Xian along, pleading softly, their breasts rubbing against his arm.

It turned out that these two female demons had transformed into trees for secluded cultivation, and Lei Zhenzi Zheng Lun happened to be hiding in the treetops. It was
as if two men were lying in their arms. Later, Lei Zhenzi Zheng Lun saw the erotic scene, his blood boiled, and his groin
hardened. He rubbed against the tree, causing the two female demons to become agitated. Otherwise, with their abilities, how could they
have failed to notice Lei Zhenzi Zheng Lun's actions?

Later, it was Lei Zhenzi and Zheng Lun's turn to perform a love scene for the two demons. The two demons watched with longing, and if
Wu Long had been a step slower in making her move, the two demons would have surely appeared and begged for pleasure. But unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred. One of
the people who had been enjoying themselves just moments before was dead and the other injured, and new guests arrived in the forest.

Ever since they saw Jin Dasheng and Yang Xian, the Gao sisters had been harboring desires, which was why they displayed so many tender
expressions in front of Jin and Yang, calling them "brother" incessantly. While the peach spirit and willow ghost were indeed lewd, the two bull and sheep demons were no better; seeing the two women's affectionate words
, they knew their intentions.

Yang Xian, following Gao Jue's words, said, "Since you two are willing to beg for mercy, then you should show us what you're made of."

Gao Ming and Gao Jue exchanged a smile, and without the two women making a move, they simply turned around on the spot, and their clothes
transformed into flower petals and willow leaves, scattering away, leaving only a pair of beautiful, delicate bodies behind. Gao Ming's skin was fair with a rosy glow,
like peach blossoms in March; her breasts were full and luscious, like fresh peaches in May. Gao Jue's waist was slender, like a willow swaying in the wind; her eyes held a spring-like allure, like willows tinged with rosy clouds at dusk.
One would be too plump if she gained an inch, the other too thin if she lost an inch—truly two women, each with their own unique allure. 　　Although Jin Dasheng and Yang Xian had just left Chaoge and had spent the previous night with Daji and Hu Ximei, seeing the Gao sisters' radiant beauty and luminous complexions, they couldn't resist the urge to drool and the stirring of their groins. They had long forgotten about their brothers' deaths and the unfulfilled revenge, their only thought being to use their manhood to hold these two beautiful sisters in their hands and enjoy themselves to the fullest. 　　As the sun rose, music drifted from the Zhou camp, sometimes solemn, sometimes joyful, sometimes majestic like thunder, sometimes gentle like rain nourishing all things. The sound could be heard for miles around; it was like an invitation, a summons. The other vassal lords, camped around the Zhou camp, flocked to King Wu's camp. 　　According to ancient custom, before each campaign, a special shamanistic army was stationed in the camp to perform sacrifices and dances. 　　The music spreading in all directions was the performance of "Da Wu," a newly composed piece by King Wu's three brothers, Duke Dan of Zhou, Duke Shi of Shao, and Duke Gao of Bi. This dance tells the story of King Wu's conquest of King Zhou. 　　Besides the performance, the rest of the soldiers were slaughtering meat and preparing wine, setting up a flowing banquet in the open space in front of the camp. Ostensibly to celebrate the previous night's great victory, the real purpose was to summon the vassal lords and discuss the next battle strategy. Upon hearing of the great victory, the various lords offered their congratulations, all praising King Wu as a virtuous ruler protected by the gods; they also said that Prime Minister Jiang's brilliant strategies made defeating the enemy and achieving merit as easy as turning one's hand. 　　Ziya said, "Last night's victory was due in three ways: firstly, the Shang dynasty's fate was sealed; secondly, it relied on the great fortune of our king and the various lords; and thirdly, it depended on the fearlessness of our generals and soldiers who fought valiantly. Although we achieved a small victory, it was a case of 'killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of our own.' Not only were our soldiers killed or wounded, but it's also a pity that Minister Yang Ren, who had abandoned the darkness and joined the light, had achieved many military exploits, yet he too perished here. How can we not feel regret..." 　　At this point, the lords below realized just how fierce the battle had been the previous night. Those who had known Yang Ren in the past, or who remembered his virtue, wept bitterly upon hearing the tragic news. Ziya and the others calmed down slightly and continued, "However, in ancient wars, there are always losses. Since we are speaking out for the people, we have long since disregarded our own safety. Although Doctor Yang is dead, he died for the sake of eliminating evil, which is a great merit, and he will surely be blessed in his future rebirth." 　　Ziya knew, of course, that after Yang Ren's death, one of his souls had gone to the Investiture of the Gods Platform. After the conquest of Zhou, he would preside over the Investiture of the Gods, and all those who died along the way would be given divine positions. However, at this time, the Investiture of the Gods List had not yet been opened, and Jiang Shang did not know the final fate of everyone present. Moreover, most of the people present were not destined for immortality, so he did not reveal the secrets of heaven. Ziya made a gesture to dismiss the shamanic army dancing in the arena, and then, taking advantage of the shared hatred of the enemy, reiterated the wickedness of King Zhou, and steered the conversation back to how to conquer him. 　　The mention of King Zhou and Daji aroused righteous indignation among the various lords, with the Eastern Marquis Jiang Wenhuan being the most agitated. 　　Because her father, Jiang Chu, and her elder sister, Queen Jiang, were both unjustly killed by King Zhou and Daji, it was truly a national tragedy.

Filled with personal hatred, he harbored a deep resentment towards the tyrannical King Zhou, his former brother-in-law, wishing he could devour his flesh and sleep on his skin.

Amidst the commotion in the camp, a sudden commotion erupted at the gate, and a fiery-eyed beast burst in .

The Zhou generals immediately recognized it as Zheng Lun's mount, wondering why they saw the beast but not the rider. The beast reached
the center of the camp, suddenly halting its forelegs, and a man fell from its back.

Ziya, upon seeing the fiery-eyed beast, knew something was amiss. When he recognized the fallen man as Lei Zhenzi, he rushed forward to
check on him, followed closely by King Wu and the other generals. Surrounded by them, they found Lei Zhenzi's face blackened, foaming at the mouth
, and completely unconscious.

They carried Lei Zhenzi into the tent. King Wu, seeing his brother injured, was overcome with grief and urged
the Prime Minister to quickly find a way to save him. Ziya checked Lei Zhenzi's pulse; though weak, it wasn't broken. He also noticed Lei Zhenzi's lower
body was disheveled, and his genitals were injured by something, with black blood slowly seeping from several holes.

Ziya thought that Lei Zhenzi and Zheng Lun were ordered to intercept Dai Li and Wu Long. Seeing Lei Zhenzi's poisoned appearance, and
recalling that during their previous battle, Yang Jian had used the Demon-Revealing Mirror to reveal Wu Long to be a poisonous centipede spirit, although he didn't understand why
the injury was in his genitals, he was certain it was insect poison.

Ziya explained his reasoning: although everyone possessed many magical treasures, they were all used to counter unorthodox demonic arts,
and none had a cure for insect poisoning. Among the feudal lords, someone said, "If one is poisoned by a centipede,
there is a tree in Henan called the soap tree. Roast its fruit, grind it into powder, mix it with warm water, and use this to wash the wound; this will cure the venom
."

Wu Ji also said, "When I went into the mountains to gather firewood, I often encountered these poisonous insects. If bitten, I would find some houttuynia cordata and
dandelion, mash them, and apply them to the wound; this would also cure the venom. However, these methods only cure common insect
poisons. Brother Lei Zhenzi was injured by a centipede demon, so these methods might not be very effective."

King Wu, hearing the suggestions from the crowd, thought that having a method was better than having no method at all. Therefore, he ordered his soldiers, if any knew the herbs,
to search the surrounding mountains and fields for the three herbs. Ziya also ordered Wu Ji to personally lead a team to search for them, and he also prepared a talismanic water for Lei
Zhenzi to drink, protecting his heart and prolonging his life.

The men searching for herbs had just been dispatched, and the people in the camp were busy with their tasks when the camp gatekeeper reported that the Shang army's marshal, Yuan Hong, was challenging
them to battle.

Upon hearing this, Ziya first asked if Dai Li and Wu Long were with Yuan Hong, but the camp gatekeeper replied that they were not. Ziya thought to himself, "This thief
was defeated last night, yet he comes to challenge us today. He has some guts. Seeing that Lei Zhenzi has already escaped back on his Fire-Eyed Beast, Zheng Lun is certainly doomed
. I just don't know what happened to the two demons, Dai Li and Wu Long. They are not currently in the battle, so they may be hiding in the shadows with other
schemes. I need to be extra careful.

" So he asked King Wu to stay in the camp and ordered Nangong Shi, Li Jing, and San Yisheng to guard him and await further instructions. He then
led the rest of the generals and the various lords out of the camp to meet the enemy.

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Ziya arranged his troops and looked across the camp. An old general rode out on horseback. This was none other than Yin Pobai, the commander of the army
. When Ziya was an official in Chaoge, he had a close relationship with General Yin. Therefore, the two were very polite to each other. Yin's
battered horse arrived at the front of the army, with his weapon hanging only on the victory hook, not in his hand.

He cupped his hands to Jiang Shang and said, "Are all the people of the world Shang subjects? Now, Marshal Jiang, you have led the
feudal lords to trample on the living, invade the king's land, annihilate his army, kill his generals, and occupy the king's city. You are the worst of the rebellious ministers, and your crimes are unforgivable.
How can you escape the name of usurper and murderer for thousands of years to come? This humble general advises the marshal to dismiss the feudal lords and surrender as soon as possible .
Perhaps the emperor will not punish you for your crimes. What do you think, marshal?"

Before Ziya could reply, a general rushed out of the camp gate, pointed at Yin Pobai, and cursed, "You are a minister of the state, yet
you cannot correct your ruler and allow him to rule. Now you have led him to ruin, and you still have no shame. Do you still dare to speak so arrogantly in
front of the feudal lords? You are worse than a dog or a pig, and you deserve to die. You should retreat quickly, or I will spare your life!"

Ziya heard the man's sharp words and looked closely before recognizing him as Marquis Dongbo, Jiang Wenhuan. Enraged by Jiang Wenhuan's words, Yin
Pobai roared, "Your father conspired with the Queen to rebel against the Emperor, and has already been punished according to the law. Why don't you cultivate
virtue to atone for your father's sins? Instead, you act arrogantly and recklessly, engaging in rebellion. Like father , like son! Your whole family are traitors
!"

Jiang Wenhuan, already resentful of his family's injustice, was now consumed by Yin Pobai's rage.
Seeing Yin Pobai's face contorted with rage, he drew his sword and shouted, "You old scoundrel! My father was minced, my sister was murdered—
all "You treacherous traitor, you manipulate state affairs, you deceive the emperor! If I don't kill you, you old villain, when will my family's grievances be redressed?"

Jiang Wenhuan cursed as he charged at Yin Pobai. Before Yin Pobai could even remove his weapon from its scabbard,
Jiang Wenhuan had already cleaved him in two. Yin Pobai's son, Yin Chengxiu, seeing his father killed, charged forward with his spear, but after only a few rounds,
he too was stabbed to the ground by Jiang Wenhuan's sword.

Jiang Wenhuan, having slain two Shang generals, was feeling triumphant when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his leg. A general appeared out of nowhere;
this man was unmounted, unarmored, dressed in a plain white short robe, and carried a pair of single-eared halberds—it was the
mountain goat demon, now known as Yang Xian.

Yang Xian and Jin Dasheng's "battle" with the peach and willow spirits in the pine forest was nothing more than a chaotic and wanton affair. However,
compared to Daji and Hu Ximei, the Gao sisters were less unrestrained and more gentle; less prone to veering
and more coy, allowing the two monsters, Niu and Yang, to experience the charm of mortal girls.

Gao Ming and Gao Jue, taking turns between Jin and Yang, were thoroughly entertained. Later, persuaded by Niu and Yang, the two women came to
the merchant camp. Just then, Jiang Wenhuan beheaded Yin Chengxiu, and Yang Xian, wanting to show off in front of the army, went to fight Jiang Wenhuan alone.

Yang Xian, on foot, was much more agile than Jiang Wenhuan on horseback. He intended to stab Jiang Wenhuan in the heart with his halberd.

But Jiang Wenhuan's horse sensed someone approaching and reared up, allowing its master to escape.
Jiang Wenhuan nearly fell from his horse due to leg pain. Taking advantage of the situation, Yang Xian thrust his halberd again, but with a clang, a spear tip swept
in from the side, deflecting Yang Xian's short halberd.

Nezha dodged Jiang Wenhuan, raised his spear to meet Yang Xian's attack, and the two infantrymen clashed, exchanging blows for over a dozen
rounds. Jin Dasheng, standing beside Yuan Hong, grew impatient and eager to kill some of Zhou's generals in revenge. He shouted, "Give me
back my brothers' lives!" and charged into the fray. Yang Jian, seeing Jin Dasheng also wielding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, said...
The sound was intriguing, so they followed and went forward.

Both commanders ordered the drums to be beaten in celebration, and the soldiers on both sides shouted in unison,
filling the mountains and fields with a cacophony of voices and drumbeats. In the center of the battlefield, one moment Yang Jian and Nezha were fighting the two demons, the next a four-man tag-team battle.
The four were locked in a fierce and evenly matched fight when suddenly a cannon shot rang out from outside the lines. It turned out that Princess Longji, the fourth grain transport officer, was escorting grain from Sanshan Pass
.

Jiang Shang knew that if the fighting continued, a magical duel between the two sides would be inevitable. Although he didn't know what special abilities the two demons possessed, Yuan Hong
was indeed a formidable enemy. He decided to plan carefully, and now was the opportune moment, so he quickly ordered the gongs to sound a retreat. After

handing over the grain and supplies, Princess Longji first went to the royal tent to pay her respects to King Wu, and then went to the commander's tent to see
Prime Minister Jiang again. Although Princess Longji was a subject of Zhou, she was the daughter of the Jade Emperor, making her status quite different. Therefore, all the generals treated her
with great courtesy. After they met, Longji asked the Prime Minister who he was fighting. Ziya then ordered San Yisheng
to give a brief account of the battle.

Upon hearing that the enemy was so powerful, that Yang Ren had already died, and that Lei Zhenzi was severely poisoned, Longji immediately asked Jiang Shang for
permission to go and see Lei Zhenzi. Jiang Shang nodded in permission and ordered Yang Jian to take Longji there. Upon seeing Lei Zhenzi's appearance, Longji
said to Yang Jian, "I have a method to disperse the poison in Brother Ji's body, but to remove the root of the poison, we need another ingredient
."

Yang Jian was overjoyed upon hearing this and hurriedly asked, "What method does the princess wish to use, and what ingredient is needed
? Tell me, and I, Yang Jian, will immediately procure it, searching high and low."

Longji replied, "Hmm, please have someone bring a large bucket. I will first control His Highness's body to prevent it from
penetrating deeper into the bone marrow, making it even more difficult to treat. As for the ingredient, we can discuss it later."

Yang Jian didn't ask further and immediately ordered soldiers to bring a large bucket and place it in Lei Zhenzi's tent. Longji stepped out of the tent
and handed a jade bottle to Yang Jian, saying, "I'll trouble you again, brother, to have Brother Ji strip naked and
place her in a tub, soaking her in the fragranceless true water in this bottle. Change the water every hour. If
we can find the medicinal ingredient before we've changed the water twelve times, His Highness's injury will heal. Otherwise… brother, I still don't know
where Brother Ji is injured."

Yang Jian thought to himself, "Although you are now married, you are still a woman. Lei Zhenzi's injury is embarrassing; how can I tell you directly?"
But at this moment, to save his life, he had no choice but to disregard the consequences. Seeing that no one was around, he whispered to Longji,
"Where to go."

Longji blushed and exclaimed, "This is troublesome!"

Yang Jian was about to ask how it was troublesome when Longji continued, "Finding the medicinal ingredient first is the priority; we'll deal with the rest later
." He then told Yang Jian to take his men back to his tent to take care of Lei Zhenzi, and returned to Jiang Ziya's tent to
explain the situation regarding the treatment. After hearing this, Ziya wanted to arrange for soldiers to go out and find the medicinal ingredient, but Longji worried that what they found
wouldn't be effective enough.

He thought to himself that since joining Xiqi, he hadn't achieved any merit yet, and this was an opportunity, so he offered to go find it himself. However, considering that
this trip would involve traversing many mountains and passes, and that it wouldn't be convenient to fly with his soldiers, he left
the camp alone.

Earlier, Longji had heard that Lei Zhenzi was injured in a certain area and had inadvertently said "troublesome." This doesn't refer to the difficulty
in finding the medicinal guide; the guide is simply the spittle and rust from wild boar tusks. Although this substance is filthy, it's
a potent remedy of fighting poison with poison. The stronger the boar and the dirtier its mouth, the better the guide's effect.

Longji's difficulty lies in the method of healing the poison. This method requires using unscented perfume to force all remaining poison back to the site of poisoning,
the root of the poison. Then, the guide is repeatedly applied around the wound, carefully observed. When the blood
turns from black to purple, application must cease, otherwise, the spittle will become poisonous again. At this point, the insect poison is mostly gone; simply
suck out all the purple blood with your mouth, then apply ordinary herbs.

If Lei Zhenzi were injured elsewhere, considering they were both subjects of Zhou and fellow disciples, physical intimacy wouldn't be a concern
. But this wound is in such an awkward and unsightly place, leaving one helpless.

While Longji was caught in a dilemma, he unknowingly wandered into the deep mountains. After walking for a short while, he discovered tracks of wild animals.

Longji followed the footprints and walked for about half an hour when he suddenly heard snoring. Looking to his lower left,
he saw a large, fat black boar, as big as a bear, fast asleep in a muddy swamp behind the tangled grass.

Longji thought to himself, "It seems Brother Ji's fate is not yet sealed; he has found the medicinal ingredient so easily." So he stepped into the muddy
swamp, drew his sword, and swung it towards the beast's neck. Seeing that the boar was fat, Longji thought its hide must be
thick, so he used considerable force with his sword. Unexpectedly, his sword missed its mark, and he almost fell into
the muddy swamp due to the momentum.

The black boar was clearly so close; why had it suddenly disappeared? Princess Longji was shocked and puzzled. Just then,
she heard a loud laugh behind her. Turning around, she saw a fat, black-clad monk. The monk bowed to Longji
with one hand and said, "Greetings, fellow Daoist. I was passing through this place and felt slightly weary. I asked to
rest here for a while. I don't know how I offended you, that you would try to kill me."

Longji then realized that the black boar was no ordinary wild beast, but a demon that had cultivated itself. She felt contempt, but
seeing the other party's politeness, she couldn't lose her composure. She quickly returned the bow, saying, "Forgive my poor eyesight for not recognizing you, sir
. It was truly a misunderstanding." She then explained who she was and why she was looking for the medicinal ingredient.

The monk nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "Since it was a misunderstanding, I won't blame you. Saving a life
is a great achievement, and I'm willing to help you. If you only want what's in its mouth, don't bother. I'll open my mouth
, and you can take some."

Longji hadn't expected this unassuming monk to be so generous. Seeing him squat down, raise his head, and open his
mouth, she didn't think twice and went over to take his saliva. But as soon as she approached, the monk suddenly spewed out a cloud of
black gas, and Longji immediately fainted.

She didn't know how much time had passed before she slowly awoke, only to find herself completely naked, with someone touching her
body. Startled, she tried to move her body, but couldn't budge an inch. Longji looked closely and realized that he
was lying naked in the weeds, his limbs tightly bound with something that was neither hemp nor leather, and that Tou Tuo
was squatting in front of him, smiling at him.

Seeing that Longji had woken up, the monk ignored her and became even more lewd. He grabbed Longji's breast with one hand,
pinching and playing with her nipple; with the other hand, he spread her legs and teased her genitals with his thumb. Each time Princess Longji
struggled, the monk laughed heartily, repeatedly saying how amusing it was.

Longji, unable to break free, angrily said, "You are complete strangers and have no grudges against each other. My sword strike just now
was a misunderstanding, and I have already explained it to you. Why are you mocking a woman like this? You audacious demon, do you know who I am? Stop
now, or I will make sure you die without a burial place and vanish into thin air."

He continued to stab and stab, laughing, "Of course I know who you are, but even if you are a celestial maiden,
what can you do? You can't escape my golden mane and silver quill. Today, this little vile woman, I, the great immortal, am going to enjoy you.
Don't say we have no grudges against each other. Let me tell you, I am none other than the Qi cultivator of Meishan, the
newly appointed 'Great General of Might and Valor' by the current king."

(14)

Previously, Longji and Ziya were discussing in the army how to rescue Lei Zhenzi, but little did they know that the two demons Gao Ming and Gao Jue had come to the Shang camp
. Gao Jue, with his keen hearing, reported the entire conversation in Zhou's camp to Yuan Hong.

Just then, the last two of the Seven Monsters of Meishan arrived at the camp. Zhu Zizhen, hearing that Longji was looking for rust from a pig's snout to use as a medicinal
ingredient, thought, "Isn't this a stroke of luck? I've long heard
that Princess Longji is a fairy descended from heaven, incredibly beautiful. Since that's the case, why don't I go? Firstly, to gain military merit, and secondly, to experience it for myself."

With this in mind, Zhu Zizhen informed Yuan Hong, had Gao Ming find the direction Longji was heading into the mountains, and then
went ahead, deliberately leaving traces to lure Longji into a trap. After some pretense, taking advantage of Longji's unpreparedness, he released a sleeping gas
and then used his unique magic weapon to bind Longji tightly. Once everything was settled, he slowly began to enjoy the rare beauty.

Longji felt a pair of rough, hairy hands groping all over her delicate skin, and
goosebumps rose on the skin where the large hands touched. Princess Longji and her husband Hong Jin were newlyweds, their love as sweet as
honey. Unexpectedly, this grain transport mission, her first time away from her husband, brought such misfortune.

Besides her husband, Zhu Zizhen was the second man to have admired and touched Longji's body; these two
were worlds apart – one a celestial being, the other a mud-covered pig demon. Longji felt utterly humiliated,
wanting to end it all, but then she thought, if she died now, who would cure Lei Zhenzi's poison?

She cursed incessantly, but helplessly, she could only endure the humiliation, suffering the ugly man's teasing before making a plan
.

While Longji's mind raced, Zhu Zizhen paid no heed, only indulging in his own pleasure. Although unwilling , Longji
, being a newlywed, had already tasted the sweetness, and her body unconsciously responded to Zhu Zizhen's touch
. A trickle of moisture seeped from between her legs.

Zhu Zizhen laughed again, finding it amusing, and dipped a finger in the nectar. Longji was so ashamed she didn't even know
what color her face was. She tried to squeeze her legs together to block the lewd hand, but how could she struggle against it? Zhu Zizhen felt
there wasn't enough nectar at the entrance, and disregarding how thick his finger was and how prickly the hair on it was, he inserted his index finger straight
into Longji's crevice.

Zhu Zizhen's fingers digging at her anus increased from one to two. Longji's struggles turned into weak writhing, and her
cries and curses turned into intermittent moans. A voice roared in Longji's heart: No, no, you must
hold on! How could you be like this in front of a man who isn't your husband? How could you let a pig demon
make your waist weak and your heart numb?

What was that hand made of? So rough, so savage, yet it was rubbing against my body
so unbearably. Brother Hong has always treated me gently and has never been rough with me. I never expected to be so rude to him today
. It feels so strange.

Zhu Zizhen no longer took out flower dew to eat; he was just stirring his fingers inside Longji's lower body. Suddenly, his finger
touched a protruding fleshy mound with what looked like a small round hole in the middle. Zhu Zizhen knew that was a woman's uterus, but without
saying a word, he pushed his finger straight in, as if trying to insert it into the cervix.

Longji was in excruciating pain from this, cursing the villain for courting death. Unexpectedly, her vagina suddenly
contracted, tightly gripping Zhu Zizhen's finger. Longji felt as if she had fallen into a thunderbolt, her whole body went numb, and she grabbed a handful of
grass roots from the ground. Her whole body stiffened and arched, and a surge of orgasm almost made her faint.

Zhu Zizhen cursed. He had said he was going to enjoy the beauty, but unexpectedly, the beauty had enjoyed him first. Thinking of
this, he had no more interest in playing around. He quickly tore off his clothes and was about to force himself on her. The intense climax brought Princess Longji
a moment of clarity. She realized Zhu Zizhen's true intentions and thought that while she could tolerate it before,
how could she face her husband if this scoundrel actually penetrated her?

Just as the pig demon was about to mount her, seeing Longji suddenly struggle and try to penetrate him again, he said sternly, "Now that things have come to this,
you'd better submit obediently and let me have my way. If you don't comply, I'll transform back into the way we first met, and then I'll take
you back. Since you can't escape anyway, you'll be fucked the same way. You should understand the difference without me saying it."

Princess Longji knew Zhu Zizhen meant what he said. Although this monster was ugly, it was at least
human-shaped. If it truly transformed back into its original form, how could she, as the daughter of the Jade Emperor, be tormented by this filthy beast in the weeds
? How could she possibly live a single moment longer in this world?

Longji closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, turning her head away, silently hoping someone would save her. But then she heard Zhu Zizhen laugh, "
Here I am." A sharp pain shot through her lower body; a man's penis had already penetrated her.

Zhu Zizhen pressed his hands against Longji's chest, his lower body thrusting rhythmically, his large frame bearing the weight of her
tender breasts. She didn't know how much time had passed; Princess Longji was covered in tears and sweat, while Zhu Zizhen
stood up, satisfied. Longji's legs were numb and unable to close properly,
and a milky-yellow fluid slowly oozed from her exposed vulva.

Zhu Zizhen untied the bonds on Longji's hands, took out her original clothes from the side, and said, "I've taken all your magical treasures
. If you don't want me to throw you naked into the Zhou camp like this, quickly put on these clothes and come back with me
to pay your respects to my elder brother, Marshal Zhu."

Longji remained silent for a long time, thinking that as long as she had clothes to cover herself, she could take advantage of the thief's unpreparedness and
escape using earth magic. She could find a way to avenge herself later. However, although her hands were freed, her legs were still attached, so she had to put on
her upper garment and tie her outer skirt around her waist.

Once Longji was dressed, Zhu Zizhen helped her to her feet. Just then, footsteps came from outside the bushes. A
group of soldiers carrying Zhou army flags, led by a general, approached. They spread out,
looking down at the ground, seemingly searching for something.

Zhu Zizhen grabbed Longji, intending to use magic to escape, but the Zhou army general had already seen them and surrounded them.
This general was none other than Wuji. He had been sent by his master to search for herbs.
He had found soapberry and dandelion , but houttuynia cordata, which ripens in summer, was now extremely difficult to find. Therefore, he had spent a long time searching
and still hadn't found anything. Unexpectedly, he arrived here by chance and encountered Longji being captured.

Seeing Princess Longji bound and held under the arm by a scalpel, Wuji didn't ask any questions and drew his sword to take her away.

Zhu Zizhen released Longji and pulled out a weapon from his back waist—a dark, black wooden fork. Zhu Zizhen,
confident in his years of cultivation and having just captured the celestial maiden, didn't take Wuji seriously. He casually parried the sword, intending to find an
opportunity to capture Wuji alive and claim credit, but he didn't notice Princess Longji behind him.

The princess thought this was the perfect opportunity for revenge. She aimed for Zhu Zizhen's feet, rolled over
, and tripped him. Zhu Zizhen cried out and fell backward. Seeing his defenses wide open, Wu Ji rushed forward and swung his sword at Zhu Zizhen's
throat. Before the pig demon's fat body even hit the ground, his fleshy head rolled to the side.

After killing Zhu Zizhen, Wu Ji cut the ropes binding Princess Longji's legs and then inquired about the situation. Longji, naturally unwilling to
mention Zhu Zizhen's humiliation, only said that she had come out to find a medicinal ingredient and encountered the man, only to be defeated and captured. Wu Ji didn't
ask further questions, searched Zhu Zizhen's body and found Princess Longji's belongings, then ordered four soldiers to carry Zhu Zizhen's body back to camp.

After listening to Princess Longji and Wu Ji's account, and looking at Zhu Zizhen's now-formless corpse, Ziya turned
and comforted Longji. Longji claimed she was fine and that saving lives was the priority. After speaking, she pulled several tusks from the pig's head
and said to Yang Jian, "I will now go to treat Brother Ji's poison. You lead the soldiers to
form a circle fifty paces away from the tent, and do not let anyone approach."

Yang Jian had no suspicions, assuming that Long Ji was being cautious and afraid of being seen doing something to Lei Zhenzi's private parts.

Thinking it was for the sake of the princess's reputation, he naturally did so, and thus sent many men to completely surround Lei Zhenzi's tent
.

Faint light shone through the tent curtains, and the fragranceless true water in the large wooden tub steamed like a misty haze
. Lei Zhenzi remained unconscious. The water wasn't hot, just lukewarm, but Lei Zhenzi was still covered in black sweat.
Following Long Ji's instructions, Yang Jian had already changed the water three times, and it was clear that the blackness on Lei Zhenzi's body had faded a
little.

Long Ji paced around the tub, internally struggling with her own thoughts. To heal his wounds, she had to touch him there.
If that were the case, it would mean she had been intimate with two other men in a single day. Longji was born in the Heavenly
Court, but had studied martial arts overseas with her master since childhood. Her upbringing wasn't strictly regulated, but she still understood the difference between men and women, and
the concepts of shame and decency. As a married woman, she shouldn't have any dealings with other men
. She could say she was forced into indecent assault by Zhu Zizhen earlier, but now she was being forced to be intimate with a man.

Princess Longji looked at Lei Zhenzi in the tub. This man was not handsome at all, far inferior to Hong Jin
, yet this ugly face seemed to give Longji a different kind of stimulation. "What's wrong with me? I'm
just trying to heal my wounds, and yet I'm having these wild thoughts." She recalled being forced by Zhu Zizhen earlier, and how she seemed to have felt
some arousal afterward. "Am I really a lewd woman?"

Princess Longji dared not think any further, shook her head vigorously, and began to heal Lei Zhenzi. She first used a
method to drain the poison from the bucket, then summoned the Mist and Dew Universe Net to lift Lei Zhenzi from the bucket and place him on
the bed. A strong, muscular male body was now fully displayed before Princess Longji.

The first thing that caught Longji's eye was Lei Zhenzi's penis. Young and already quite powerful
, Lei Zhenzi's penis was swollen and even more prominent after being bitten by Wu Long. Upon seeing it, Longji immediately thought
of her husband's penis. Zhu Zizhen had only closed his eyes and hadn't had a direct impression of it.

Although Longji felt this was inappropriate, she couldn't help but compare Lei Zhenzi to her husband. If she

kept getting distracted like this, when would she be able to heal his wounds? If it dragged on, what would people outside
say? After warning herself again, Longji knelt before the bed and began to treat Lei Zhenzi's poison. She helped Lei Zhenzi over
and examined his penis closely. She found four small holes at the base, indicating it was from a poisonous fang. Judging from the location of the wounds,
Lei Zhenzi's penis must have been inside Wu Long's mouth when he was bitten. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but
marvel at how Wu Long had managed to swallow such a long piece.

Longji found the wound, took the fang, and used a thin bamboo skewer to scrape off some filth.
She then applied it little by little to Lei Zhenzi's wound. The filth immediately formed a hard scab upon contact with the black blood. Longji
carefully peeled off the scab and then applied another layer of filth. She repeated this process about twenty times, and
the blackness of Lei Zhenzi's wound gradually turned purple.

At this point, it could be said that eight or nine out of ten of the poison had been removed, and Lei Zhenzi's life had been saved. But the next
task was the most difficult for Longji—to suck out the poisonous blood with her mouth.

(15)

Fifty paces from Lei Zhenzi's tent, more than a hundred soldiers formed three concentric circles. These valiant
warriors were tasked with protecting Prince Baizi and Princess Longji, who was treating his poison. Without
Princess Longji's summons, no one was allowed to approach or peek inside the tent. Because the order included forbidding peeking, all
the soldiers faced outwards with their backs to the inside, their expressions serious, as if facing a formidable enemy. However, they were unaware
of the unimaginable scene unfolding behind the tent.

While these Zhou soldiers were unaware of the scene inside, others knew it—a scene from a hundred miles away…
In the Shang army camp, the peach spirit Gao Ming and the willow spirit Gao Jue,

after Zhu Zizhen left the army to ambush Princess Longji, Yuan Hong instructed the Gao sisters to keep a
close watch on the Zhou army's movements. The two sisters agreed and returned to their tents. Half an hour later, the two demons performed magic in their tents to spy
on the Zhou camp, finding nothing amiss. Suddenly, on a whim, they remembered Zhu Zizhen. Gao Ming
searched the surrounding mountains and indeed saw Zhu Zizhen talking to Princess Longji; Gao Jue heard Zhu Zizhen call Longji forward, followed by Longji's
cry of alarm and

then silence. The two demons, one watching and the other listening, witnessed Zhu Zizhen raping Longji, and then being killed by Wu Ji—all the while
knowing the full story. Although Gao Ming witnessed Zhu Zizhen's execution, he was powerless to intervene. Upon seeing Wu Ji and
the others return to camp, they immediately ran to report to Yuan Hong. Yuan Hong, hearing that Zhu Zizhen had died in battle, cursed
the Zhou army and blamed Zhu Zizhen for his indiscretion. He then ordered the Gao sisters to continue their observation. The two sisters then witnessed
Princess Longji entering the tent to treat Lei Zhenzi's poison.

They saw that Princess Longji was almost completely detoxified when she suddenly stopped, seemingly hesitant, but ultimately grasped
Lei Zhenzi's penis and began to suck on it. Gao Ming and Gao Jue saw Longji's rosy lips gently holding Lei Zhenzi's penis, and
when she pulled away, saliva mixed with poisonous blood formed thin strands. Gao Ming and Gao Jue initially thought Longji couldn't suppress her lustful desires, but after seeing her suck
a few times and then spit out stagnant blood, they realized she was actually removing the poison from Lei Zhenzi.

Next, Lei Zhenzi's blood turned red, but Long Ji's expression became somewhat dazed. Suddenly,
when she went to take the drug again, her lips didn't touch the wound at the base, but Lei Zhenzi's glans. Then, she
touched his penis, and then his scrotum. Long Ji actually stuck out her tongue and licked Lei Zhenzi's penis.

Gao Ming saw Princess Long Ji take the penis into her mouth and swallow it little by little, occasionally glancing at
the place where Wu Long had bitten her, seemingly wanting to try out the length that Wu Long had swallowed before. Gao Jue heard gurgling sounds coming from Long Ji's mouth
, interspersed with moans and panting, as if Long Ji had truly become aroused.

At this moment, Princess Long Ji used one hand to hold the penis, and with the other hand, she lifted her skirt and touched her crotch. Gao
Ming looked closely at Long Ji's private parts, comparing them to his own. He couldn't believe that the woman's genitals were as pink and tender as a young girl's,
with a neat and shiny tuft of black hair on her mons pubis, but no hair growing on either side of her labia. Two thin labia, like butterfly wings, parted
to the left and right, a small hole in the middle through which a finger was inserted, tightly enveloping without a single gap. Behind, a daisy-like vulva
began to bloom, contracting and relaxing, like a tender little mouth, yearning to whisper countless words of love.

Then, Princess Longji rubbed her clitoris with her palm, her fingers probing the cleft, her movements becoming increasingly rapid, drops of vaginal fluid splashing everywhere
. After a moment, Gao Jue heard Princess Longji softly say, "I'm sorry, Brother Hong"; then Princess Longji
leaped onto the bed, straddling the still unconscious Lei Zhenzi, and began to engage in marital relations.

Longji supported herself with her hands, her buttocks moving incessantly, moans mingling with the sounds of wetness reaching Gao Jue's ears
. The two female demons watched and listened, relaying what they saw and heard to the four monsters beside them. Finally, the two demons, feeling the same way
, couldn't help but breathe faster, and began to masturbate in front of the Meishan demons.

Chang Hao, watching with arousal, unconsciously leaned into Yuan Hong's arms. Yuan Hong felt her
breasts rubbing against his arm with each breath, and heard her increasingly labored breathing. He pulled Chang Hao into
his embrace, grabbing her breasts with one hand and caressing her hips with the other, beginning his lewd fondling. The other four demons, seeing this, were no longer polite. Jin Dasheng
picked up Gao Jue, Yang Xian embraced Gao Ming, and the six of them engaged in a chaotic struggle.

After a few moments of flirtation, the six demons were impatient. Yuan Hong ordered three women to each occupy a corner of the command table, bending over and exposing their buttocks
. He and the other three stood behind them, mounted on their horses and spears raised. Yuan Hong drew a command arrow from his flask and
used it as a whip to lash Chang Hao's buttocks. Jin Dasheng and Yang Xian followed suit, each drawing a command arrow. Then Yuan Hong gave a shout, and all three command arrows
were fired simultaneously, three spears thrusting out at once, accompanied by a chorus of sweet voices.

For a time, both the Zhou and Shang camps were simultaneously abuzz with lust and a sea of flesh.

Since Princess Longji entered the tent, a night had passed. As dawn broke, Yang Jian, still somewhat uneasy, went
to inquire of the guards. Learning that nothing had happened, he joined them in waiting outside the tent. After a while, the tent flap was
lifted, and Princess Longji gracefully emerged, saying to Yang Jian, "Brother Ji is still unconscious, but the poison in his body is no longer
a problem. He only needs to soak in the tub for a few hours according to the old method, and he will naturally recover."

Yang Jian was overjoyed and quickly thanked her. Seeing Longji's flushed face, he assumed she was tired and urged her to return to
her tent to rest. Longji, fearing her shameful act would be exposed, declined, saying it was alright. Just as Yang Jian was about to ask Princess Longji to come and check on Lei Zhenzi
, Wu Ji stopped him; it turned out that Prime Minister Jiang had invited him.

The three men entered Ziya's tent. Ziya said, "I originally intended to hang Zhu Zizhen's body at the gate to demonstrate military might,
but Wuji offered a plan to raid the camp, so I summoned you two to discuss it."

Yang Jian, upon hearing this, bowed to Wuji and said, "I wonder what brilliant plan you have, Senior Brother?"

Wuji said, "Zhu Zizhen has come out alone to risk his life; Yuan Hong may not know. I think Senior Brother Yang possesses the Nine Revolutions
Mysterious Heaven Technique and is skilled in transformation, therefore..."

Before Wuji could finish, Yang Jian clapped his hands and said, "Indeed a brilliant plan! I will transform into that filthy appearance and infiltrate Yuan Hong's camp
as an inside agent. At night, we will also launch a raid, and we will surely inflict another crushing defeat on them."

Princess Longji said, "It would be best if we fought the bandits during the day, but deliberately suffered a defeat to make them
careless."

Ziya said, "What the princess says makes sense, but Yuan Hong is no ordinary man. If we deliberately lose the battle,
it will surely..." " He saw through our plan and now knows our scheme. Although Yuan Hong is an anomaly, he is a capable commander. If we want him to lower his guard
, we must not only not feign defeat in our daytime battle, but also achieve a great victory. Only then will it work."

Upon hearing the Prime Minister's insightful opinion, Yang Jian immediately set off for the merchant camp, while the other generals went to prepare
. At the hour of Si (9-11 AM), the three armies had finished breakfast and marched towards Yuan Hong's camp. Midway, they encountered Yuan Hong leading his
troops. The two armies arrayed themselves in the open field.

Ziya saw Jin Dasheng, Yang Xian, Zhu Zizhen, and three

female generals whose names were yet unknown standing to Yuan Hong's left and right. Ziya said to those around him, "Who will step forward to challenge him?" Before he finished speaking, Nezha, riding his Wind-Fire Wheels, had already...
They charged into the battle formation.

Yang Jian, disguised as Zhu Zizhen, returned to the Shang camp. Instead of going directly to Yuan Hong, he found a tent, covered his head
, and slept soundly. Only when he heard the assembly outside did he groggily approach Yuan Hong
, explaining that he had gone to the wrong place the day before and hadn't encountered Princess Longji.

He explained that he had been too lazy to return to camp until midnight, having slept in the mountains, and therefore hadn't reported it. Yuan Hong, knowing Zhu Zizhen's laziness and considering him a brother, didn't blame him and ordered him to join the campaign.
Seeing Nezha in the battle formation, Yang Jian thought, "Let me put on a show," and shouted as
he charged into battle. A real Daoist boy and a fake demon fought back and forth for a hundred or so rounds, until Yang Xian
entered the fray, at which point the fake Zhu Zizhen retreated to his own group.

Princess Longji, seeing Yang Xian enter the battle, also drew her Two Dragon Sword and flew into the formation on her blue phoenix. Seeing Princess Longji flying
in mid-air, Yang Xian, realizing he was at a disadvantage due to his footwork, decided to unleash his magic weapon. He flicked his sleeve, and
countless ram-horn-shaped throwing knives shot out, densely packed towards Princess Longji.

Longji remained calm, releasing her Misty Dew Universe Net with a slender hand, catching all the knives. Then, with
a flick of her wrist, she sent the knives flying towards Yang Xian. Yang Xian chuckled inwardly at Longji, thinking, "How could my own magic weapon harm me?"
Without dodging, he opened his sleeves, and the knives flew back into them.

However, Yang Xian was unaware of Longji's scheme. As Yang Xian triumphantly withdrew his sword, a blue phoenix swooped down, and Longji, her
blade following, thrust out her Two Dragon Sword, the blade piercing through Yang Xian's white beard and plunging into his throat. Longji flicked her wrist, and
Yang Xian's head fell to the ground with a thud. His corpse immediately revealed its true form: a white ram with a five-colored head.

Seeing Yang Xian dead, Jin Dasheng pointed at Longji and cursed, "You adulterous harlot!" He
charged forward with his three-pointed, double-edged sword. He saw that Yang Xian was at a disadvantage because the enemy was on higher ground, and as soon as he entered the fray, he immediately opened his mouth to inhale.
His body swelled up like a balloon, transforming into a giant piercing the clouds.

Longji wasn't afraid of his size, but Jin Dasheng's earlier insult had unintentionally struck a chord with her.
Enraged, she urged her blue phoenix to circle around Jin Dasheng, intending to find an opportunity to finish him off with a single sword strike. Just then, Jin Dasheng
saw Longji fly to his left and swung his sword diagonally.

The blue phoenix flew swiftly, daring the attack to land. Just as it dodged, Princess Longji's twin dragon swords flew from her hand,
aiming for Jin Dasheng's eye. Jin Dasheng sneered, reaching for the sword with his left hand, unexpectedly catching it squarely.
In his triumph, Jin Dasheng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right eye. The twin dragon swords had split in two; though he had caught one,
the other had blinded him.

Jin Dasheng screamed, dropping his weapons and the Longji sword to cover his eye. However, in the scream,
his throat opened, releasing his magic, and he reverted to his normal size. Taking advantage of Jin Dasheng's panic and blindness, Longji
again brandished her twin swords, slicing Jin Dasheng in two like scissors.

Seeing two generals lost, Yuan Hong sounded the retreat and fled. Jiang Ziya ordered his men to feign a pursuit, then also withdrew his troops
to camp, preparing for a night raid.

Birds vanished from a thousand mountains, human tracks disappeared from ten thousand paths. A chilling wind rose from the Yellow Springs, a dark night for murder. Two vanguard units of the Zhou army,
men carrying wooden clubs and horses with jingling bells, led by Nezha and Longxuhu respectively, stealthily approached Yuan Hong's camp.

Inside the Shang army camp, Yuan Hong, Zhu Zizhen, and the Gao sisters were drinking together, with only Chang Hao patrolling outside.

After several rounds of drinks, Yuan Hong, recalling his crushing defeat that day, thought bitterly, "Jiang Ziya comes from Kunlun, and
has many capable and extraordinary men assisting him. I never imagined that Princess Longji, a delicate young woman, would be so troublesome, even
causing the loss of two of my brothers. Such deep-seated hatred—I swear I will not rest until I avenge this!"

Gao Ming chimed in, "Brother Yuan is right. My sister and I were originally
on good terms with Brothers Jin and Yang, which is why we came to the army. We enjoyed a few days together, but our fate has ended so soon."

Gao Jue, quick to speak, immediately added, "And who knew that that little harlot Longji was not only skilled in bed,
but also so formidable on the battlefield?"

Yang Jian, disguised as Zhu Zizhen, sensed something amiss in the Gao sisters' words and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you call Longji a harlot
? And how do you two know she's skilled in bed?" Upon

hearing Yang Jian's question, the two Gao demons immediately realized they had let something slip, and Yuan Hong quickly yawned
. "Ha," he said, "Fifth Brother, don't listen to these two shrewish women's nonsense. If we're talking about wanton women, these two are the most deserving.

Although we suffered a minor defeat today, we will surely win a great victory tomorrow. Gao Ming and Gao Jue, why don't you take advantage of this sleepless night to
perform a dance for us to express your feelings?"

Gao Ming and Gao Jue knew they had made a mistake earlier and were eager for Yuan Hong to punish them slightly to avoid future repercussions. Hearing Yuan Hong's
request, they stood up without saying a word, walked gracefully to the middle, and began to undress and perform
a seductive dance.

Although the two women danced beautifully, Yang Jian had no heart to appreciate it. He was only thinking about what they had just
said.

Although he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, he felt there was something very wrong. At this moment, the agreed time was approaching, and
Yang Jian could not think of anything else. Seeing that Yuan Hong was watching the dance with great interest, he made an excuse to go out to take care of some business, preparing to
set fire to the grain storage area in the rear camp.

Leaving the command tent, Yang Jian hurried away. The patrolling soldiers didn't question him upon seeing him. Yang Jian
went straight to the granary, about to set it on fire, when he suddenly felt someone following him. Turning around, he saw Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong patted Yang Jian's shoulder: "Fifth Brother, when do you think they'll arrive?"

Yang Jian was bewildered by Yuan Hong's sudden question, but a moment later, he knew something was wrong. He tried to leave
, but Yuan Hong held him firmly. Although he didn't know how Yuan Hong had seen through him, Yang Jian was certain his plan had been exposed
. His current worry wasn't for his own safety, but for the soldiers coming to raid the camp. Since Yuan Hong had already seen through him,
he must also know about the operation. If he didn't quickly notify the attackers, he would fall into an ambush.

Before Yang Jian could think any further, a cannon fired from the front camp, followed by shouts of battle. Zhou's army had already stormed in
. Two vanguard officers charged at the head of the column. Nezha pierced the camp gate with his spear, then swiftly killed two guards with a single thrust.
Longxuhu raised his hand and launched stones, instantly destroying three Shang army tents and five chariots.

Inside the camp, several thousand Zhou soldiers quickly poured in. However, at that moment, suddenly, a cacophony of gongs and drums erupted from all around.
A volley of arrows rained down from the sky, causing heavy casualties among the Zhou soldiers. Seeing the situation was dire, Nezha mounted his Wind-Fire Wheels and soared into
the air, revealing his three-headed, six-armed form, each hand wielding a weapon to deflect the arrows. Longxuhu raised a large rock to
block the arrows, but the arrows came from all directions. His rock was inconvenient for blocking, and he constantly had to protect the surrounding
soldiers. He barely managed to retreat to the gate, but several arrows had already struck his back.

The Zhou army fought and retreated, the rear guard becoming the vanguard. Originally, Wuji and Princess Longji were at the rear, but now they
were leading the way. Unexpectedly, they had only gone less than half a mile when another army attacked, led by Chang
Hao.

Meanwhile, Yang Jian had returned to his original form and was trapped in the rear camp by Yuan Hong, unable to escape several times. Suddenly,
a plan formed in his mind. He first slashed downwards at Yuan Hong's neck, then, as Yuan Hong raised his staff to strike, he suddenly
released his Howling Celestial Hound. The hound, long unused and restless, immediately opened its massive jaws to bite Yuan Hong's leg
, then leaped into the air, transforming into a white elephant, ready to devour Yuan Hong.

The Howling Celestial Hound entangled Yuan Hong, allowing Yang Jian to rush forward. At this moment, the two armies were already locked in fierce combat.
Na Zhai was fighting Gao Ming, Wu Ji against Gao Jue, Princess Long Ji was fighting Chang Hao alone on foot, and the Azure Phoenix
was guiding the retreating Zhou army, its body radiating multicolored light that illuminated the earth.

Fearing Long Ji was unaccustomed to foot combat, Yang Jian immediately joined the fray, fighting alongside her against Chang Hao.

Despite Chang Hao's alluring demeanor and seductive manners, his attacks were extremely ruthless. Seeing Yang Jian land, she brandished
her double hooks, fighting two opponents simultaneously, while shouting insults. First, she accused Yang Jian of petty trickery, accusing him of impersonating an enemy general to spy. Then she called
Princess Longji shameless and promiscuous, saying she had just had an affair with Zhu Zizhen in the wilderness, and before she was even clean,
she had used the pretext of treating poison to seduce Lei Zhenzi.

Chang Hao, with her silver tongue, recounted the entire process vividly, as if she had witnessed it herself. She deliberately
spoke loudly, so that all the surrounding soldiers could hear her clearly. At first, they thought Chang Hao was deliberately making things up to confuse the enemy, but
later, hearing her reasoned and earnest account, they began to believe her somewhat. Then, seeing Princess Longji's face
flush and palpable, yet she remained speechless, they became even more convinced. Among the listeners were Shang soldiers who also joined in the laughter
and insults directed at Longji.

Longji didn't know how Chang Hao knew about her shameful deeds. Although it wasn't entirely as she claimed—she had willingly
sought pleasure with Zhu Zizhen, her subsequent affair with Lei Zhenzi was true. Longji felt the sounds of battle vanish;
the thousands of soldiers on the battlefield held their breath, listening intently to Chang Hao's words. She thought to herself, "I'm newly married, yet I've been so unchaste. In a few
days, my husband Hong Jin will be here with grain supplies. If any gossip reaches his ears then, let alone me,
the daughter of the Jade Emperor, a golden branch and jade leaf, even an ordinary woman would have no face to live in this world for committing such a lewd crime.

So be it, I'd rather die on the battlefield today and wash away my sins with my blood."

With this thought, Princess Longji left Yang Jian and faced Chang Hao, her sword attacking relentlessly, each move aimed at killing, engaging
Chang Hao in near-close combat. Chang Hao had intended to expose Long Ji's shameful deeds, humiliating her and causing her to retreat, but unexpectedly, Long Ji
was fiercely independent and instead of retreating, she advanced, employing a suicidal fighting style.

Seeing Long Ji's wide-open defenses, Chang Hao seized the opportunity and wielded his double hooks, aiming straight for Long Ji's left ribs. Unexpectedly, Long Ji neither dodged
nor evaded, but instead met the attack head-on. With two sharp swishing sounds, the hooks pierced deeply into Long Ji's body, so
tightly that they couldn't be pulled out. Chang Hao tried to let go and retreat, but it was too late. Just as Long Ji's sword was about to pierce her
abdomen,

a crisp clang rang out, and the sword was smashed in two by Yuan Hong, who had arrived just in time. Startled, Chang Hao dodged to the
side, abandoning his weapon.

Looking at Princess Longji, her body slowly collapsed, blood flowing from her twin hooks, instantly staining the ground red.
The blue phoenix in the sky, seeing its master perish, cried out nine times, circled three times, and then transformed into thousands of fragrant flowers, scattering them
across the sky. Petals landed on Princess Longji, making her appear as if she were asleep, only her tears
were still wet on her face.

With the support of Ziya's army, the Zhou army that had raided the Shang camp suffered a crushing defeat. A headcount revealed that, including the Howling
Celestial Dog, there were five thousand dead and wounded, with Longxuhu killed by an arrow and Princess Longji sacrificing herself.

After hearing the battle report, Ziya pondered deeply, "I didn't expect Yuan Hong to see through my plan. Could there be a spy in the army?

But yesterday, only I, Wuji, Yang Jian, and Princess Longji were present when the plan was devised; the rest of the generals only discovered it after departure.

Could there be a spy among these three? Where did this idea come from?" But if there had been no leak, Yuan Hongzhi's talent
wouldn't have been so limited; there must have been some difficult aspects to understand.

Ziya looked up at Wuji, seeing him clenching his teeth and making fists; then he looked at Yang Jian, who was deep in thought
, head bowed. Ziya asked Yang Jian, "Yang Jian, among all the disciples, you are the most meticulous and
experienced. In your opinion, where did last night's defeat lie?"

Hearing Ziya's question, Yang Jian quickly raised his head and said, "Uncle-Master, perhaps we should temporarily suspend the war for the next few days, while I go to
a certain place. We can discuss the matter further upon my return." He subtly winked at Ziya, who understood.
Although he didn't know where Yang Jian intended to go, he knew Yang Jian's abilities well and didn't ask further. He nodded and said, "
Go as you see fit. I will handle things in the camp."

Yang Jian accepted the order without a word, left the Zhou camp, and used earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic or technique) to
travel to the Golden Cloud Cave on Jade Spring Mountain to find his master, Jade Cauldron True Man. The magic of immortals is boundless. Mengjin and Jade Spring Mountain are separated by more than a thousand miles, but Yang Jian's earth-遁 technique was exquisite; he traveled there and back in the blink of
an eye. When Yang Jian returned to the Zhou camp, it was only noon.

Ziya, seeing Yang Jian return, asked, "Where did you go? Did you gain anything?" Yang Jian replied, "This disciple
dares not speak the truth today; just follow my lead." Ziya nodded in agreement. Yang Jian took the command arrow and went out of the tent, gathering
two thousand soldiers. He ordered each of them to carry a large red flag and form a battle formation in front of the camp, waving it continuously. He also ordered one thousand soldiers
to beat drums and sound gongs, shouting in unison. Suddenly, the Zhou camp shook violently, as if the earth were collapsing.

Ziya, seeing Yang Jian's actions, was puzzled. Yang Jian then explained to Ziya, "Gao Ming and Gao Jue
are peach and willow spirits from Qipan Mountain. They possess the spirits of the two ghosts from Xuanyuan Temple and have the abilities of seeing a thousand miles and hearing the wind. I used the red flags..."
" The banners are meant to prevent the all-seeing eyes from seeing, and the drums and gongs are meant to prevent the all-hearing ears from hearing. Only in this way can we deceive
them."

Jiang Shang thought to himself, "So that's how it is. There are such strange people in the Shang camp. No wonder our army is so well-informed ." Yuan Hong
quickly asked, "Since that's the case, how can we break the magic of these two demons?"

Yang Jian said, "Please have the Marshal order men to go to Qipan Mountain, dig up the roots of the two demons, and burn them with fire; then
smash the two ghosts in the Xuanyuan Temple, and the two monsters will naturally be eliminated." Ziya heard this and ordered Li Jing to lead his three sons to Qipan Mountain.

(17)

Li Jing and his sons led a thousand crow soldiers to Qipan Mountain four days ago. In the past few days, the Zhou camp has been hanging up a sign of truce
. Ziya and others held a memorial ceremony in the camp for Longxuhu and Princess Longji, as well as other fallen soldiers.

Yuan Hong learned of this situation and secretly sent the remains of several brothers back to Meishan. After
several days of fierce fighting, both camps suffered heavy casualties. The soldiers felt they needed a rest
. Yuan Hong, having returned from Meishan, couldn't devise a good strategy to annihilate the Zhou army in one fell swoop, so neither side was in a hurry to engage in battle. Yuan Hong spent his days
drinking and making merry with the three demons, Chang Hao, Gao Ming, and Gao Jue, occasionally going out hunting and playing without a single soldier.

One day, Yuan Hong remembered his guide mentioning a hot spring about a hundred li east of the camp, with a perpetual flow and
year-round warmth, whose water could heal wounds. The guide had suggested that Yuan Hong send someone to fetch the water and prepare it in the camp. Yuan
Hong, however, thought that he was already there and that annihilating the Zhou army would be imminent, so why bother with healing supplies? Besides,
the loss of men and horses was the Shang emperor's problem, not his, so he ignored the advice. Now, feeling frustrated, he thought of this place
and decided it was a fun place. He quickly summoned Chang Hao and the other two, and they left the camp and headed east.

The four demons rode a gust of wind, flying through the air for less than a quarter of an hour, when they indeed saw wisps of white mist
rising from a deep valley in the distance. Closer still, they heard the gurgling of water. The four demons dispelled their magic and landed. Following the sound of the water for
less than a hundred paces, they found a huge rock in the forest, from which a spring gushed forth, bubbling and misty like smoke.

Below the spring were three pools, their waves white as snow, their water blue as jade, appearing exceptionally serene and tranquil under the shade of the trees.

Gao Jue ran over and tested the water; it was indeed like the warm spring sun. Overjoyed, he called to the others and removed
his clothes to plunge into the water. Yuan Hong and the others followed suit, the warm spring water caressing their bodies, making them feel refreshed and invigorated,
sweeping away the fatigue and worries of the past few days.

The four demons swam in the pools for a long time, while the Gao sisters splashed and played, having a great time. Yuan Hong and Chang Hao
swam to the shallower parts of the pools to rest.

Chang Hao nestled into Yuan Hong's arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, and gave him a sweet kiss, saying, "Brother Yuan,
look at this mountain forest, though beautiful, it pales in comparison to Meishan. Remember when the seven of us siblings used to gather sunlight and
moonlight on the mountaintop, or admire wildflowers in the forest? When bored, we'd laugh and dance together; when happy, I'd serve you
in bed, how carefree and joyful we were! Why listen to that nine-tailed fox's words, stepping into the mortal world and stirring up this
muddy water? What do we care about the rise and fall of dynasties, the changing seasons? We'll just enjoy ourselves in the mountains, like immortals. Brother Yuan
, why don't we go back to Meishan today?"

Yuan Hong was already troubled, often lost in thought. He had unjustly called himself one of the Seven Sages of Meishan, yet he had repeatedly
suffered defeats and lost friends at the hands of that old man Jiang Shang, losing face and feeling truly resentful. Hearing Chang Hao's words, which sounded like a reproach for her lust
and greed, she wanted to lash out, but seeing Chang Hao's beautiful eyes looking at her, she understood that she only wanted to be with her forever
. Although the mountains offered freedom and unrestraint, how could a hero give up halfway or desert his post? Daji's promise to
take over the world was just a matter for later; how could she not avenge her brothers?

Seeing Yuan Hong deep in thought, Chang Hao, fearing to anger him, dared not speak further. Having not swum for a long time,
the steam from the water made her parched and her heart burning. Chang Hao slipped one hand into the water, following Yuan Hong's strong muscles to
between his legs, touching his penis, which was as hot as a branding iron.

Chang Hao submerged, grasped Yuan Hong's penis with both hands, and took the glans into her mouth. A warm current instantly spread throughout Chang Hao's
body; she felt her blood boiling, even hotter than the hot spring water. Chang Hao swallowed and spat out the rod, each
time injecting new heat into her body. This heat transformed into hundreds of worms that crawled towards her crotch
. These worms frantically devoured the opening, impossible to grasp or pry open, causing waves of intense itching that drove Chang Hao nearly
mad. She picked up a rough stone from the bottom of the pool and placed it beneath her, continuing to swallow and spit out Yuan Hong's penis while
rubbing her genitals against the stone.

Gao Ming and Gao Jue noticed that Chang Hao was missing from Yuan Hong's side and saw the shadowy figures moving in the water. Knowing they were doing
the deed, the two sisters held hands and went over.

Yuan Hong leaned against the shore, enjoying Chang Hao's kisses, but his face remained calm. He
said to Gao Ming, "We've been out for a while. Has there been any movement in the camp?"

Gao Ming replied, "I just checked, and there's nothing unusual on either side. But there's
quite a commotion underwater here."

Yuan Hong laughed and gestured for the two demons to sit down, asking them how they acquired their special abilities.

Gao Ming chuckled and said, "We two have lived on Qipan Mountain for countless years, originally just ordinary
little demons. One day, we went to play at the Xuanyuan Temple on the mountaintop and saw two life-sized stone
statues of ghost messengers. We didn't know who sculpted them, but they were incredibly lifelike, with every hair and limb complete, even their genitals were exquisitely crafted.

Beside them were signs, each bearing a name: one called Thousand-Mile Eyes, the other Wind-Following Ears."

Gao Jue chimed in, "My sister and I, being playful and unafraid of offending the gods,
played some games with the male genitals on those statues in the temple. Unexpectedly, we felt incredibly comfortable, like we were addicted. From
then on, we often went to the temple to play, and over time, we discovered we had this strange ability."

Yuan Hong nodded and said, "How can this be a strange ability? This is a great skill for governing the country. At that time, you and
the temple... "Why don't you demonstrate to me how the stone statue does the lovemaking?"

The two demons naturally understood Yuan Hong's meaning, and said coquettishly, "When we played with that stone statue, we used their
...things. Now that the Marshal has Sister Chang enjoying hers, how can we demonstrate?"

Yuan Hong said, "We are no ordinary people, how could we be insufficient? Let alone the three of you, even ten women, I
could play with them." After saying this, Yuan Hong took out his weapon. He slung the golden staff at his waist, and the staff instantly melted into
his flesh. Then, two black, glossy, veiny penises,
about the length of a child's arm, sprouted from his ribs, emerging from the water.

Gao Ming and Gao Jue were delighted at the sight, each holding one with great affection. The two men positioned themselves on either side of Yuan Hong, grasping the ends of the staffs and
inserting them into their groin. Upon insertion, Yuan Hong immediately noticed the difference between the two sisters. Gao Ming's flesh
was soft and warm, like cotton, and insertion felt like floating on clouds. Although she appeared cheerful and bright, her movements always carried a shy and reserved
air. Gao Jue's vagina was layered and alluring, seemingly delicate and fragile.
However, after only a few thrusts, she completely changed, her body swaying like a willow in a storm, or a lotus flower in the rain.

Gao Jue had a slender and exquisite figure. Her breasts were not as full as Chang Hao's and Gao Ming's, but they were firm and perky, with
almost no areolas, just a pink nipple in the center, like a flower bud just beginning to bloom. At this moment, with the swaying of her waist, her breasts seemed to bounce like two
jade rabbits, making one want to swallow them whole.

Gao Ming, as if afraid of being seen, lay face down in the water with her back to Yuan Hong, which only
made her peach-shaped buttocks even more alluring. The water was just deep enough to avoid their point of contact. Gao Ming leaned forward and then back,
her breasts swaying and splashing against the water's surface; her buttocks created ripples and waves.

In the center of her shapely buttocks, a sunflower seemed to appear near and then recede, as if teasing Yuan Hong, inviting his desires.

Chang Hao, watching the Gao sisters' blissful enjoyment, couldn't resist any longer. He climbed out of
the water, pressed against Yuan Hong, then spread his legs and sat back down. His hard, licked penis, warm with the lubrication of a spring, thrust
deep into Chang Hao's flesh.

A greasy, fragrant tongue entered Yuan Hong's mouth, and Yuan Hong met it with his own, their tongues clashing and
intertwining like spears on a battlefield. Yuan Hong's hands were also busy. He stretched out his long arms, one hand grasping Chang Hao's wet hair and
slapping it against Gao Ming's chest, the other hand reaching up to Gao Ming's back, his fingers probing her anus.

In the white mist of the hot spring, four naked bodies intertwined; the setting sun shone down, and a chorus of lewd whispers echoed through the woods.

The once tranquil valley was shattered, even the surrounding animals were stirred by the atmosphere
, and this unprecedented scene by the pool attracted countless gazes. From behind the trees came the roars of tigers and
the cries of monkeys.

After more than an hour, Yuan Hong and his companions finally ceased their passion, and all things returned to calm. Only the
faint, panting breaths of the women rippled across the water, highlighting the serene silence of the deep mountain valley.

Gao Ming's voice rang out, "Brother Yuan is truly amazing! You've drained me completely. I
feel so thirsty and my body is burning like fire."

Gao Jue hummed in agreement, adding, "I feel the same way, sister. I feel completely dehydrated, and I feel
inexplicably uncomfortable."

Hearing their words, Chang Hao sneered, "
You two useless sluts! You've only been at it for a short while, and you're already exhausted. If I were to rely on you two to serve Brother Yuan with me, I doubt
you'd last more than a few days. Ah~ Sister, look at your face!"

Hearing Chang Hao's exclamation, Yuan Hong quickly sat up from the water. The sight before him horrified him.

Gao Ming and Gao Jue, once as beautiful as young girls with smooth, supple skin, now appeared dry and dull .
Wrinkles were gradually appearing around their eyes and foreheads, increasing in number until their entire faces were covered in them.

Gao Ming and Gao Jue felt unwell all over, a dryness spreading throughout their bodies, as if they were dehydrated.

The two sisters rolled around on the ground in agony, trying to scream, but only hoarse voices came out. They
plunged into the water, desperately drinking, but it did nothing to alleviate their unbearable thirst. And this thirst wasn't just in their mouths, but
felt like every inch of their skin was parched.

Suddenly, a terrifying thought flashed through Gao Ming and Gao Jue's minds like lightning: Had someone severed
their spiritual roots?! Gao Ming quickly widened her eyes and looked towards Qipan Mountain, but not only were things a thousand miles away blurry, even
the scenery right in front of her became indistinct; Gao Jue was the same, her ears filled only with a cacophony of noise.

The two demons struggled to reach Yuan Hong, hoping to beg for help, but Yuan Hong and Chang Hao couldn't understand
what they were saying, nor did they understand what was happening. They could only watch helplessly as Gao Ming and
Gao Jue, in the prime of their youth and beautiful appearance, became thin, withered, and old in an instant.
The process of aging from youth to old age, which takes a human a lifetime, was experienced by the Gao sisters in a short period of time.

Just half a month ago, these two sisters were still joyful spirits running in the wild mountains, enjoying the bright autumn sun and breeze
; and before they met Jin Dasheng and Yang Xian and followed them down the mountain, they
had never even heard of names like King Zhou, Daji, or Jiang Ziya. Now, they had only been caught up in a moment of pleasure,
mistakenly falling into chaos, and wrongly choosing to persist in one thing. Thus, their fate was changed,
and their lives ended.

Right where the four had just enjoyed their lovemaking, right in front of Yuan Hong and Chang Hao, Gao Ming and Gao Jue finally
turned into two pieces of withered wood, slowly drifting away with the hot spring water. Watching their figures gradually disappear, Chang Hao
recalled what she had just said to Yuan Hong. She asked herself,
what was the purpose of our coming down the mountain?

She felt a little scared, a little lonely, and a little cold. She leaned close to Yuan Hong, wanting to
get some warmth from him. She heard Yuan Hong grit his teeth and say, "It must be another trick of that old Jiang Shang. I'll see how
I wipe out your entire army and tear you to pieces."

(18)

As dusk approached, Yuan Hong took Chang Hao back to the camp, where the duty officer was waiting at the camp gate.

He told Yuan Hong that a Taoist priest had come to see him and had been waiting for a long time. When Yuan Hong inquired about the man's appearance, the officer
only said that the man wore a blue turban with the character "一" (one), a robe with the Eight Trigrams symbol, and hemp shoes with double ears. He carried a sword on his back and
had a large gourd hanging from his waist. He wouldn't tell me his name, insisting on waiting for the Marshal to return.

After listening, Yuan Hong pondered to himself, seemingly not recognizing such a person. The officer suddenly remembered and added
, "Oh, right, that Taoist priest came riding a white tiger with black stripes and fierce eyes. It almost
frightened several warhorses near the camp, so I asked him to lead the tiger aside. Marshal, look, it's over there."

Yuan Hong looked in the direction the officer was pointing and indeed saw a large tiger lying by the camp fence. Yuan Hong reasoned that whoever
this person was, he must be someone important; he'd see what he had to say upon meeting him. He left Chang Hao outside the tent and went into the main tent alone to meet
the guest. Seeing the man standing with his back to the tent door, seemingly lost in thought, Yuan Hong coughed and walked towards his command seat,
saying to the man, "Taoist priest, I, Yuan, greet you."

The Taoist priest, as if only then noticing Yuan Hong's entry, slowly turned around and smiled at him.

Yuan Hong observed that the Taoist priest appeared to be middle-aged, with three wisps of black beard flowing down his chest and a silver whisk in his hand; he certainly
possessed a somewhat otherworldly air.

The Taoist priest bowed to Yuan Hong, then settled down to the side and asked, "Marshal,
what do you think of the temperature of the spring in the valley a hundred li to the east?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hong was immediately surprised. The Taoist's words clearly alluded to the amorous affair
he had just witnessed, and judging from his expression, it was as if he had seen it with his own eyes. Had he been spying on him by the pool all along?

Yuan Hong, puzzled, asked the man, "May I ask who you are, Daoist, and what advice you have for me?"

The Daoist didn't answer but instead asked, "The Marshal went out of the camp with four men; why have only two returned?"

At this, Yuan Hong immediately flew into a rage: "My two virtuous sisters were ambushed by the enemy and have perished!"

Upon hearing this, the Daoist stood up, bowed deeply to the sky, and sighed three times in regret. It was unclear whether he was regretting Gao Ming and
Yuan Hong, or Yuan Hong himself, but judging from his expression, Yuan Hong thought he was regretting it for himself. The Taoist priest

pondered for a moment, then suddenly said solemnly, "May I ask, Marshal, who is the enemy you speak of who plotted against you?

I have also heard that you originally had seven siblings, but now only two remain; and you have led your army here, yet
suffered repeated setbacks, unable to eliminate the traitors and repay the King's favor, and causing the reputation of the heroes of Meishan to be tarnished; who is
responsible for all of this?"

These were precisely the things the Taoist priest had been holding onto in Yuan Hong's heart. Now, faced with this barrage of questions, his anger intensified, and he
spat out three words through gritted teeth: Jiang Ziya.

Upon hearing this, the Taoist laughed heartily and said, "Since the Marshal has asked my name, I am not afraid for the Marshal to know. I
am Shen Gongbao, the junior brother of Jiang Ziya."

Upon hearing the man before him claim to be Jiang Shang's junior brother, Yuan Hong shouted, "How dare you! Since you are a disciple of the Jade Void Sect
, you are my enemy! How dare you come here alone and mock me to my face? You are courting death!"

Shen Gongbao laughed again, flicked his whisk, and sat down behind Yuan Hong's desk. "Marshal, please calm your anger.
Although I am Jiang Shang's junior brother, I have always disapproved of his abuse of power, his oppression of fellow practitioners, his military prowess, and his massacre of lives
. I, upholding justice, have always cared for the common people, which is why I have traveled far and wide seeking heroes to protect the world.
Alas, Heaven does not favor the virtuous, and many heroes have fallen at the hands of Jiang Shang. Although His Majesty has appointed me as the Imperial Advisor, I
am truly ashamed to accept this position."

Since submitting his application to the imperial examinations, Yuan Hong had led his army on campaign . Although he had served as an official for many days, he had not attended court and was therefore
unaware that Shen Gongbao was the Imperial Advisor. Yuan Hong summoned the central army to inquire and learned of the matter. The two sides then met again,
and Yuan Hong ordered a banquet to be prepared to welcome the Imperial Advisor, inviting Chang Hao to accompany him.

Shen Gongbao said, "Marshal, don't be impatient. I've come to assist you in achieving great things. I've also invited three fellow Daoists who
will arrive shortly. We can feast together then." Before he finished speaking, a report came from the camp gate that three Daoist nuns were requesting an audience with the Imperial Preceptor.

Upon hearing this, Shen Gongbao immediately said, "You're truly here at a moment's notice! Marshal, why don't you come with me to greet them?"

Shen Gongbao, Yuan Hong, and Chang Hao went to the camp gate to greet them, where they saw the three Daoist nuns standing there in Daoist robes.

Shen Gongbao quickly stepped forward and introduced them to Yuan Hong. It turned out that the three were all high-ranking disciples of Tongtian Jiaozhu, the leader of the Jie Sect, and
were named Jinling, Guiling, and the Three Holy Mothers of Wudang.

Yuan Hong welcomed everyone into the commander's tent. By this time, the banquet had already been laid out. The Holy Mother Guiling kindly reminded Shen Gongbao not to forget
to feed the tiger, so Yuan Hong immediately sent someone to slaughter a horse and send it to the Imperial Preceptor on his mount. The six men took their seats as host and guests,
and amidst the clinking of cups and the exchange of toasts, the conversation revolved around vehemently criticizing the Chan Sect and expressing contempt for Zhou Wu. In the heat of the moment, Yuan Hong and Shen Gongbao's shifty eyes
darted between the three Holy Mothers and Chang Hao, while the four women remained solemn and dignified.

The banquet ended late. Yuan Hong ordered preparations for everyone to rest,
and Shen Gongbao instructed him to set up a large tent, lined with thick straw, to house his mount, specifically instructing that it be placed next to his and the three Holy Mothers' sleeping quarters.

Shen Gongbao said, "My cat is quite unruly, but it has a spirit. With it guarding us at night, the three Holy Mothers
can sleep soundly."

Hearing Shen Gongbao's words, Yuan Hong thought to himself, "My camp is heavily guarded. Could it be that the Grand Preceptor fears an assassination attempt by Zhou's army
? If someone does come, they must be a highly skilled individual. Who can a mere mount protect?" Although he found it strange,
he didn't show it on his face and immediately ordered his men to prepare as the Grand Preceptor had instructed. However, he didn't notice that the three Holy Mothers all glared
at Shen Gongbao, their faces showing a shy and coy demeanor.

A short while later, a messenger from the central army reported that all the camps were ready. Yuan Hong said he still had military affairs to arrange and couldn't
stay long, so he asked Shen Gongbao and the others to rest early. After everyone left, Chang Hao accompanied Yuan Hong to handle some military matters. He wanted to stay
and serve Yuan Hong while he rested, but Yuan Hong said he wanted to meditate and practice his martial arts alone, and told Chang Hao to return to his tent.

After Chang Hao left, Yuan Hong pondered the events that had transpired, his mind churning, unable to enter a meditative state. He turned and went outside to inspect the camp. Reaching
a tent, he saw light still shining through, and the moans and gasps of a woman could be clearly heard.

Yuan Hong thought to himself, "In the camp, only Chang Hao and the three newly arrived Holy Mothers are women. Judging from this voice, it's not Chang Hao. Could it be
one of the Holy Mothers and the Imperial Preceptor inside?
" Curious, Yuan Hong stopped to listen more closely and discovered there was more than one woman's voice. He thought to himself, "The Imperial Preceptor is quite ambitious, despite his age."

At this point, Yuan Hong had no intention of listening any longer, to avoid the embarrassment of being caught. Just as he was about to leave, he heard
a smooth voice from inside the tent: "Since the Marshal is interested in eavesdropping, why not just come in and watch?"

Three sleeping tents were arranged two arrow-lengths away from the central command tent, but they were still some distance apart. Shen Gong...
Shen Gongbao chose a relatively secluded tent to stay in. Inside, he repeatedly pondered his plan for tomorrow,
a grand gift he had prepared especially for his senior brother, Jiang Ziya.

Shen Gongbao felt his plan, though simple, was practically effective. "Jiang Shang, Jiang Ziya, look at your
arrogance these days! After tomorrow, I'll make you regret it!" To celebrate his success in advance, Shen Gongbao ordered
his soldiers to prepare some food and wine; he intended to commemorate this unforgettable day.

It wasn't a soldier who brought in the food and wine, but Chang Hao. Shen Gongbao could tell that Chang Hao's expression was somewhat unpleasant,
but he didn't ask any questions. Chang Hao also remained silent, quietly arranging the dishes and cups. Once everything was ready, he
ladled a cup of wine for Shen Gongbao from a wine jar.

The two drank three cups of wine in silence. Chang Hao suddenly spoke up, "Grand Preceptor, guess
where the Marshal is right now?"

Ever since then, Shen Gongbao had faintly heard the moans and groans of three holy women coming from a nearby tent.
He had initially thought they were just playing their old games, but Chang Hao's question made him realize that the
tent was indeed filled with Yuan Hong. Judging from Chang Hao's expression, he seemed to be jealous of Yuan Hong's encounters with other women, and was so troubled that he
had come to drink and drown his sorrows.

Seeing Shen Gongbao's expression, Chang Hao continued, "Grand Preceptor, you don't need to guess my thoughts. I only want to ask you one question:
you come from the Chan Sect, do you have any precepts to uphold?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Gongbao immediately understood Chang Hao's meaning and chuckled, saying, "General Chang, what are you saying? As the saying goes,
the Way of Heaven is carefree. We who study the Dao seek nothing more than freedom;

why bother with so many precepts?" Chang Hao curled her lip, "Since that's the case, and since we have such a peaceful night, why don't we, Grand Preceptor and I, do something enjoyable?"

Shen Gongbao had long been attracted to Chang Hao's alluring charm. Seeing her actively seeking pleasure, he was overjoyed, but he
hesitated because of her relationship with Yuan Hong. Chang Hao stood up, unbuttoned her clothes, and said to Shen Gongbao, "Grand Preceptor
, you've certainly seen the world. The three fellow Daoists you've brought are all incredibly charming. It seems I cannot meet your standards
."

Shen Gongbao knew she was trying to provoke him, but he was happy to oblige. Further words were useless. He ripped off his Taoist robe, walked over,
and picked up Chang Hao, throwing her onto the couch. Chang Hao's delicate body ached from the impact, but this was exactly the feeling she
wanted. She craved intense stimulation to help her forget some things.

Chang Hao rolled over on the couch, striking a most seductive pose, her eyes burning as she looked at Shen Gongbao,
from his face down to his crotch. She stared unabashedly at his erect penis, biting her lower lip, her
rapid breathing causing her breasts to bob.

Shen Gongbao loved this wanton look in a woman. He grabbed Chang Hao's hair and slapped her repeatedly across the face
. Chang Hao felt both pain and excitement. As she was being hit, her eyes remained fixed on the swaying penis before her; she
even opened her mouth to chase after it, wanting to take it into her mouth.

Shen Gongbao saw through Chang Hao's thoughts and deliberately teased her, leaving her frustrated for a while. Then, taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention
, he suddenly thrust his hips forward, plunging his penis into Chang Hao's throat. Shen Gongbao had intended to see Chang Hao's embarrassed
expression, but he hadn't expected that Chang Hao's forte was this kind of deep-throating.
After Shen Gongbao's long penis entered, Chang Hao showed no sign of discomfort; instead, she held onto Shen Gongbao's buttocks, preventing him from pulling back.

With her mouth open, Chang Hao easily took in Shen Gongbao's entire penis, even including his two egg-
sized testicles. Chang Hao swayed and turned her head, using Shen Gongbao's member as a drill
, pushing it deep into her esophagus. It seemed that the more unbearable the pain, the more
satisfied she felt at that moment.

Although he knew Chang Hao was internally venting her anger at Yuan Hong, Shen Gongbao, of course, showed no mercy.

He bent down and inserted his fingers into Chang Hao's vagina and anus, stirring and turning them around like a treasure hunter.

Shen Gongbao felt that Chang Hao's vagina was warm, wet, and very tight. Shen Gongbao lost interest in playing
and wanted to "take her for granted."

Shen Gongbao pushed Chang Hao's face away and used his hand to grab her vulva, turning her buttocks around. Chang
Hao, however, blocked her private parts with her hand, begging Shen Gongbao not to insert his fingers into her vagina, because only Yuan Hong had used it.

She told Shen Gongbao that the Grand Preceptor could use her anus, and as long as the Grand Preceptor agreed, she would let him do whatever he wanted with her
.

Although it was somewhat imperfect, Shen Gongbao thought that having an anus was a different kind of fun, and besides, she said
she would do whatever she wanted with her, so why should he be polite to her? He sneered, "I didn't realize you were such a fickle woman.
Why bother keeping your chastity for Yuan Hong? Do you know what he's doing right now? He's having a great time with women on both sides, and he's completely
forgotten about you, you infatuated slut."

While speaking, Shen Gongbao continued his actions. He pressed his glans against Chang Hao's buttocks, then grabbed a whisk from the side of the bed
. With a flick of his wrist, the whisk's tail wrapped around Chang Hao's neck. He then pulled the whisk into his robes, and Chang Hao's anus opened, allowing
Shen Gongbao's penis to penetrate her intestines.

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Yuan Hong often played with Chang Hao's anus, but Yuan Hong's enormous penis often overwhelmed Chang Hao
. Although it didn't damage her body, she rarely experienced true pleasure while dealing with it.

Shen Gongbao, however, was completely different. His penis wasn't exaggeratedly thick, but its length was considerable
, and the glans was oval-shaped, seemingly designed specifically for anal penetration. Shen Gongbao's
penis moved in and out of her rectum, scraping against every sensitive spot on the vaginal walls. These areas, repeatedly rubbed,
were rapidly accumulating temperature and passion.

Chang Hao felt like a bellows being pumped, waves of restless energy being pushed into her body by Shen Gongbao
, transforming into ever-increasing pleasure that broke through the fragile shackles of her heart. She began to gradually release her
instincts and slowly ignored the fact that she had initially sought out another man only out of jealousy.

Chang Hao pressed her hands tightly against the bed, afraid that her body would be pushed away from his penis, hoping it wouldn't
leave for even a moment. She wanted to fully enjoy every inch of penetration and withdrawal. Accompanied by the collision of their joined bodies...
A sound, Chang Hao's moans and groans escaped her body as she begged Shen Gongbao to penetrate deeper, harder
.

Shen Gongbao reached out his other hand, grabbing the whisk wrapped around Chang Hao's neck. He crossed his hands and tightened the silver
whisk around her neck, turning her moans into labored gasps and hoarse sobs.

Shen Gongbao enjoyed seeing such expressions on women's faces—their pained struggle mixed with lustful desire—
it satisfied him, excited him. It seemed to be a way for him to dispel his inner turmoil.

Chang Hao cursed Shen Gongbao's wanton ravaging in her heart, yet her body openly revealed
the depravity deep within her soul. Suddenly, she began to hate her own lewdness, but this hatred only made her
more wanton. Using the force of her whisk, she deliberately moved her buttocks towards Shen Gongbao, making the sound of their collision
louder. Perhaps Chang Hao wanted to use this sound to replace her moans, but at that moment, she heard
real roars coming from outside.

Yuan Hong heard someone calling him from inside the tent, so he lightly lifted the curtain and stepped inside. He had assumed that the Grand Preceptor and several
Holy Mothers were indulging in pleasure, or that the three sisters were entertaining themselves, but what he saw upon entering was
a completely unexpected scene.

This tent was clearly not prepared for the three Holy Mothers; the ground inside was covered with a thick layer of dry grass, and there
was nothing else. Directly opposite the tent entrance, the three Holy Mothers were completely naked, each occupying a position on something
. Upon closer inspection, Yuan Hong realized that the thing was Shen Gongbao's mount, the huge, white-furred,
fierce tiger with piercing eyes.

The tiger lay on its back, paws in the air, with the Holy Mother of Wudang nestled in its lap, her head buried between its hind legs
, her pretty face moving up and down as she sucked on its penis. The Holy Mother of Guiling lay opposite the tiger, legs spread
, hands gripping its tail like a man's penis, trying to insert it into her private parts.
The Holy Mother of Jinling, who had just called out to Yuan Hong, straddled the tiger's head, her hands holding its furry forelegs,
massaging her breasts and nipples against her chest. Judging from the way her hips swayed, the tiger was undoubtedly licking her vulva.

Yuan Hong hadn't expected these three dignified and graceful disciples of the Jie Sect to have such a lewd
side. However, this didn't evoke contempt in Yuan Hong; instead, he felt a sense of closeness to them. He
took two steps towards the three Holy Mothers, wanting to properly admire the rare sight before him, but the Holy Mother of Jinling stopped him. The Holy Mother of Wudang said, "Marshal, please don't be offended.

Our little cat has a very strong temper.
When he's making love with us, he doesn't like other men getting close. However, if you really want to see, or if you want to join us, there is a way, but it will be difficult for you." 　　Yuan Hong hurriedly asked what the way was, and the Holy Mother of Jinling said, "Marshal , you're one of us, so I'll be frank. We know your background, and we sisters are not human either, so you don't need to worry. If you want to come over, it's best to transform back into your original form. Although this cat is wary of humans, he's not wary of you and me..." 　　Upon hearing Jinling's words, Yuan Hong burst into laughter. "What a cunning Holy Mother of Jinling! I think it's not that you're wary of people, but that you only like to be with beasts and don't want to be close to humans." 　　Jinling and Wudang didn't expect Yuan Hong to see through their predilections at a glance, and they blushed with embarrassment, not knowing what to say. Fortunately, Yuan Hong didn't continue mocking him; he merely let out a low growl and transformed back into his original form. 　　Jin Ling and Wu Dang were overjoyed at the sight of the strong white ape before them. Only Gui Ling was engrossed in masturbating with his tiger tail, oblivious to everything around him. Jin Ling Shengmu was the first to leave the tiger's mouth, crawling to Yuan Hong's crotch. A penis, even larger than a tiger's penis, stood proudly erect. Jin Ling Shengmu smiled at Yuan Hong and unceremoniously took his glans into her mouth. 　　Only then did Yuan Hong notice that Jin Ling Shengmu possessed an extraordinary pair of large breasts, and her skin was fair with a rosy tint, as if she had just emerged from a hot bath. Now, Jin Ling Shengmu was using these beautiful breasts to hold the penis that couldn't fit in her mouth. While licking the glans, Jin Ling Shengmu also continuously rubbed it with her breasts, her face always displaying a blissful expression, as if serving the man before her was the only hope she had ever prayed for in her life. Clearly, this woman understood what men liked and knew how to use her assets. 　　Seeing Jin Ling and Yuan Hong having so much fun, the Holy Mother of Wudang wanted to try something new, but she couldn't bear to part with the tiger's penis in her mouth. So, a clever idea struck her. She straddled the tiger's body, raising her buttocks to Yuan Hong's feet. 　　Yuan Hong saw that Wudang's crotch was already a wet patch, her vulva glistening faintly. Yuan Hong extended two thick, hairy fingers, inserting them one into Wudang's vagina and the other into her anus. 　　The brush-like fingers entered her tender flesh, and the Holy Mother of Wudang felt an extraordinary stimulation. A long moan expressed her physical and mental satisfaction perfectly; she connected the bodies of two beasts, a tiger and an ape, through the pleasure of a human woman. 　　The Holy Mother of Wudang's moan infected the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit; she was no longer satisfied with the sensation of the tiger's tail and craved a more real penetration. The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit rolled over, snatched the tiger whip from the mouth of the Holy Mother of Wudang, and inserted it into her own body. With a soft " sizzle," the fluids from her vagina were squeezed out by the thick tiger whip, splattering all over the Holy Mother of Wudang's face. This was exactly the feeling Wudang liked. She stuck out her tongue and licked the place where the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit and the tiger's bodies were joined, occasionally licking the tiger's buttocks or the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit's breasts. 　　The Holy Mother Jinling climbed onto Yuan Hong's body, placing his saliva-covered penis into her vulva . Her full breasts rubbed against Yuan Hong's firm muscles and rough skin. Her arms encircled his back, his broad, hairy back providing warmth like a blanket. Like a bride nestled in her husband's arms , she offered a tender kiss to the giant ape before her… 　　The bright moonlight was as gentle as the feelings of the women in the camp. It filtered through the treetops, its delicate hands caressing the dim lights on the watchtower, the short spears and long halberds leaning against each other before the tents, and the slightly trembling armor of the patrolling sentries . All of this, in the moonlight's eyes, was equally peaceful and serene, without a trace of…

The air thick with the killing intent.

The faint sounds of intercourse transformed into the most moving and beautiful nocturne under the moonlight in the military camp.
The roars of men and beasts, the moans and gasps of women—all these sounds, so incongruous with the blood-soaked battlefield
, drifted faintly from the hail of arrows, seeming so unreal, as if there were no war under the night sky, only a peaceful dream.

In this scene, some soldiers in the merchant camp listened silently, while others couldn't help but fantasize.

In two large tents, a man, two strange beasts, and four female demons were the actors in this dream, and they
performed it all very dutifully. Yuan Hong and Baihu had already reached an understanding; the three female bodies tossed and turned in their arms
, indulging in unrestrained pleasure. Shen Gongbao and Chang Hao, one using the other to vent his lust, the other using the other to dispel
his resentment and jealousy.

Countless encounters and collisions, countless climaxes, replaced the ticking of the water clock,
transforming the cool night breeze into the rising sun.

Shen Gongbao rose early, yet he still found Chang Hao had already left. He understood that last night's encounter
was merely a mutual borrowing; he had no intention of expending any effort on it—today, there were too many
things to do.

In Yuan Hong's command tent, all the generals were gathered, along with Shen Gongbao and the Golden Spirit Mother.

Although Shen Gongbao was the Imperial Advisor, in the military camp, Yuan Hong was the host, and he was a guest, so he only
stood below with the three Holy Mothers.

During yesterday's banquet, Shen Gongbao had already revealed his plan to Yuan Hong, and now Yuan Hong asked Shen
Gongbao to formally convey the battle plan to the other generals.

Shen Gongbao divided his generals into four groups, each led by one of the three Holy Mothers and Yuan Hong and Chang Hao respectively. Their respective tasks
were: the three Holy Mothers' forces would encircle the armies of the eastern, southern, and northern vassal states, but without closing in
, leaving gaps to allow them to send reinforcements to the Zhou army; finally, Yuan Hong and Chang Hao would lead their army to challenge the Zhou army, aiming to
divide King Wu's forces. Shen Gongbao himself assigned a crucial task, but to maintain
secrecy, he did not reveal this arrangement to his troops.

With the tasks assigned, some officers raised concerns: although the Shang army was numerous, dividing them into four routes,
three of which needed to be encircled, might be too much for manpower.

Shen Gongbao smiled slightly, took off the gourd from his waist, placed it on the general's table and said, "Don't worry about the number of soldiers.
This gourd of mine contains divine sand. When poured out, it will take shape in the wind, and the mighty army will number in the tens of millions."

Shen Gongbao's idea was that he and the three Holy Mothers had come to the Shang camp without Jiang Ziya's knowledge. When he received
the reinforcements from the other lords, he would think that the Shang army was small and weak and that the siege could be lifted in a short time. In this way, Jiang Shang would send
his disciples to lead troops to the rescue, hoping to achieve a quick victory. At this time, Yuan Hong and Chang Hao would personally go to the front line
. Jiang Ziya would definitely come out in full force. Then Yuan Hong would fight and retreat, leading Jiang Shang away from the camp. Then, Shen Gongbao would personally take action and sneak into
the Zhou camp with its defenses weakened to assassinate King Wu.

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The three Holy Mothers each led Shang army generals and commanded the "dust soldiers" to go to the three lords in different directions. Yuan Hong kept praising
the Grand Tutor's brilliant plan and thanked him for bringing the three Holy Mothers to help.

Shen Gongbao laughed, "Eliminating King Wu and Jiang Shang is our shared wish, no need for thanks. If you want to thank
the three Holy Mothers for inviting them, you should thank my mount. It was entirely its doing that persuaded the three saints to descend the mountain. I presume
the Marshal already knew last night?"

Yuan Hong laughed heartily upon hearing this, recalling the scene from the previous night. The three Holy Mothers indeed enjoyed being with
animals; otherwise, they wouldn't have allowed him to revert to his original form before allowing him to approach them.

Looking at the three Holy Mothers in the distance, each mounted on their mounts, leading their troops with imposing grandeur, one could hardly tell
that beneath their ethereal appearance lay an unbridled lewdness and debauchery; their pristine Taoist robes concealed a wanton nature.

Within an hour, Jiang Ziya received calls for help from Dongbo Hou Jiang Wenhuan and Nanbo Hou E Shun, both saying
they were besieged and in dire straits. Jiang Shang immediately dispatched Wei Hu and Wu Ji, each leading troops to relieve the siege. Half an hour later
, Marquis Chong Yingluan of the North also sent reinforcements, saying that the Shang army was countless and that a highly skilled Taoist nun was also
participating in the battle. Left with no other choice, Jiang Shang had to send Yang Jian to lead a separate force to the rescue.

Because Nezha and his three sons had gone to Qipan Mountain to defeat Gao Ming and Gao Jue and had not yet returned, with Yang Jian gone, apart from Jiang Shang himself and the still-unrecovered
Lei Zhenzi, there were no other Taoists left in the Zhou camp. Jiang Shang wondered how the Shang army could have so many men, sensing something amiss
, but he couldn't ignore the other three vassal states. After Yang Jian left, Jiang Shang immediately ordered the camp to strengthen its defenses and
be on high alert.

Suddenly, a report came from the camp gate that the Shang army's Grand Marshal Yuan Hong and General Chang Hao had led their troops to form a battle formation five miles outside the camp, indicating
that they wanted the Prime Minister to engage in battle. Jiang Shang ordered General Nangong Shi to remain at the camp and led only five thousand men to independently meet the enemy.

After Jiang Shang went into battle, General Nangong Shi came to the royal tent to report the situation to King Wu. King Wu, hearing that the four allied lords were simultaneously
attacked and knowing that the Prime Minister had specifically instructed the camp to be on guard, thought that his father must suspect the enemy might launch a raid.
Therefore, he ordered the Queen to put on his armor and, together with Nangong Shi, personally inspected the various camps.

When King Wu reached the rear camp, he encountered Lei Zhenzi approaching. King Wu quickly went to help him and asked
why he wasn't resting in his tent. Lei Zhenzi told King Wu that although his injuries were not fully healed, and he could not lift his wings or
use his magic, the poison he had been in had been mostly cleared, and he could move around without difficulty. Facing such a formidable enemy, how could he
sit comfortably in his tent?

To reassure King Wu, Lei Zhenzi even brandished his golden staff a few times to show that he was alright.
However, King Wu insisted on sending Lei Zhenzi back to his tent to rest. As the two argued, they heard a cold laugh from mid-air.

Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest descending from the sky riding a white-haired tiger. The priest landed
without dismounting, bowed to King Wu, and said, "What a fine display of brotherly affection! No wonder you spout so much benevolence and
morality, claiming to be a righteous person."

Lei Zhenzi, hearing the man's insolent words, knew he was an enemy, not a friend, and quickly stepped in front of King Wu. Nangong Shi, not daring to be
impolite, also shielded King Wu and politely asked the Taoist priest, "May I ask who you are, Taoist Master, from which immortal
mountain do you come, and what brings you to my camp?"

The Taoist priest 　　dismounted, took two steps closer to King Wu, flicked his whisk in front of him, and uttered five words: "I am
Shen Gongbao, the poor Taoist." Lei Zhenzi and Nangong, upon hearing this, realized that the man before them was Shen Gongbao, the Grand Tutor of King Zhou of Shang, who had repeatedly opposed Prime Minister Jiang. Knowing his ill intentions, Nangong gave a command, and the soldiers split into two groups: one to surround Shen Gongbao, and the other to protect King Wu. 　　Lei Zhenzi raised his golden cudgel to strike Shen Gongbao, but wounded by poison, he was no match for Shen Gongbao. After only a few rounds, he was forced to defend himself, while Shen Gongbao remained calm and composed, displaying a mocking attitude that showed no regard for the people before him. 　　Seeing Lei Zhenzi struggling alone, Nangong raised his gilded halberd to assist him, but a loud roar was heard, and a large, white-haired, glaring tiger blocked his path. Although Nangong Shi dared not be negligent, he was not afraid either. He wielded his gilded halberd, charging left and right, trapping the tiger in place. However, this meant he himself could not help Lei Zhenzi. 　　Seeing Lei Zhenzi panting heavily and his movements becoming increasingly slow, Shen Gongbao swept his whisk in front of him. Lei Zhenzi felt a cold wind hit his face, and his body instantly went limp, causing him to fall to the ground. 　　Soldiers around him raised their weapons to thrust, but Lei Gongbao did not parry . He said, "Excuse me," and then leaped out of the circle, landing in front of King Wu. 　　King Wu raised his sword and thrust forward, but Shen Gongbao dodged to the center, turning twice to be beside King Wu . King Wu reacted quickly, his sword move changing from a thrust to a sweep, followed by a slash at Shen Gongbao's ribs. 　　Shen Gongbao leaped more than ten feet into the air, then, using the momentum, swung his whisk down towards King Wu's crown. King Wu raised his sword to block, but Shen Gongbao's whisk swirled around the sword, trapping it. Before he even landed, Shen Gongbao's right leg shot out, aiming for King Wu's chest. 　　The attack was swift and powerful; King Wu couldn't dodge and fell backward. Shen Gongbao flicked his wrist, hurling the sword-wielding whisk. The sword hurtled through the air, about to pierce King Wu's body. 　　Suddenly, two red lights flashed, and two objects landed on either side of King Wu, the sword falling between them. With a clang, the sword embedded itself in the ground, and King Wu vanished without a trace. 　　Shen Gongbao stared intently. Two red flags, each about a foot tall, were planted in the ground. Before he could even make out the patterns on the flags, they unfurled outwards, flashing white light. A general on a white horse, wielding a gleaming silver spear, galloped out from the flag gate. The man pointed the spear tip at Shen Gongbao and shouted, "Who are you, traitor, daring to harm my lord?" 　　Shen Gongbao looked closer at the general. He saw that the man wore silver armor, with five-colored flags on his back. He had a handsome face, broad eyebrows, and a square mouth. A pink hero's ball was tucked behind his ear, and a pink ball adorned the tip of his spear, from which hung a pink ribbon and a golden bell. Shen Gongbao thought to himself, "This man is quite handsome." Just as he was about to ask him something, the bell rang, and the spear tip was already aimed at his face. 　　Shen Gongbao chuckled inwardly. "How can you launch a sneak attack with a weapon that's been adorned with a sound?" He moved swiftly, raising his whisk to deflect the attack. Unbeknownst to him, the man before him was a skilled spearman and naturally arrogant, deliberately displaying a golden bell on his weapon as a sign of underestimating his opponent and boasting. 　　After several rounds, Shen Gongbao realized the newcomer was hostile and that he would be at a disadvantage fighting on foot. He summoned his mount, and the two men and their beasts clashed. After a long and fierce battle, the white-horse general, knowing Shen Gongbao's prowess, realized he would need magic to win. He feigned a thrust, then turned his horse and retreated. Shen Gongbao spurred his tiger close behind. They hadn't gone five steps when the man waved his left hand, planting two black flags in the ground. He then spurred his horse through the flags and vanished in a flash . 　　Shen Gongbao was slightly startled, but his white tiger, sensing this, leaped forward and looked back to see the white-horse general emerge from the two red flags on the ground, thrusting his spear. Had it not been for the tiger's intelligence, he would have been stabbed. Shen Gongbao looked again at the flags planted on the ground and suddenly remembered someone. He laughed loudly, "General Hong Jin, your reputation is truly well-deserved!" 　　This person was none other than Hong Jin, the former general of the Three Mountains Pass of the Shang Dynasty. Later, during the conquest of Xiqi, he was captured by Princess Longji and surrendered to Xiqi . King Wu and Jiang Shang acted as matchmakers, facilitating their marriage. After the campaign against King Zhou, King Wu appointed the couple to command the troops of Jiameng and Three Mountains Passes, preparing military supplies. Princess Longji was the supply officer for the third route, and Hong Jin was the supply officer for the fourth route. 　　Hong Jin did not know who this person was, but since the other party had revealed his name, he no longer concealed it and said to Shen Gongbao, "Since you know who I am, why don't you quickly bind yourself and surrender?" 　　Shen Gongbao did not answer but laughed, his face full of mockery. Hong Jin, enraged, demanded to know the source of Shen Gongbao's laughter. Shen Gongbao replied , "I'm laughing at those pitiful people who are unaware of their own shameful deeds, yet they try to act heroically here." 　　Hong Jin, sensing the implication in his words, pressed for more information. Shen Gongbao then embellished the story of Long Ji's ordeal: her going into the mountains to gather herbs, being raped by Zhu Zizhen, later losing her chastity while treating Lei Zhenzi's wounds, and finally committing suicide on the battlefield out of remorse . Hong Jin's face paled, his body trembled, and he could barely grip his weapon. 　　Lei Zhenzi, lying nearby, had been drugged by Shen Gongbao and was gradually regaining consciousness. Hearing Shen Gongbao's description of Princess Long Ji treating his wounds, he was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. 　　Because he had been unconscious, Lei Zhenzi was completely unaware of what had happened. Although Wu Long had made a big fuss about it on the battlefield, Prime Minister Jiang had issued a strict order afterward forbidding anyone from discussing, spreading, or speculating about it. Therefore, even now, Lei Zhenzi had only heard a few things. While Shen Gongbao's words were somewhat untrue, the events didn't seem fabricated . For a moment, Lei Zhenzi didn't know what to do. He secretly glanced at Hong Jin, who was standing there dumbfounded. 　　After hearing this, Hong Jin felt dizzy, as if his head had become huge. He couldn't distinguish the truth from the falsehood of what the Taoist priest in front of him said, nor did he want to. He just wanted to shut this annoying person up in the simplest way . 　　Hong Jin shouted, circulated his true energy, and the remaining small flags on his back rose into the air, then fell back down, and were placed around Shen Gongbao according to the five elements. Hong Jin spurred his horse straight into the flag gate. Shen Gongbao, knowing the power of the flag gate's escape route, was immediately on high alert upon seeing Hong Jin disappear, unsure of where he would emerge from. 　　Nangong Shi had gathered his soldiers to completely surround the flag gate. The Prince Wu, who had just been rescued by Hong Jin, also arrived outside the formation. 　　All eyes of tens of thousands were fixed on Shen Gongbao at the center of the formation. After what seemed like an eternity, no one paid him any attention.

As everyone speculated upon Hong Jin's sudden appearance, a flash of golden light appeared from the two yellow flags directly in front of Shen Gongbao, and Hong Jin charged out
, directly attacking Shen Gongbao.

Shen Gongbao had expected Hong Jin to attack from behind or the side, but instead, he attacked from the front. Although he was on guard
, he was still caught off guard. However, Shen Gongbao was skilled, and his mount was exceptionally intelligent, managing
to dodge the fatal blow at the last moment.

Unable to defeat him in one move, Hong Jin didn't linger, disappearing again into another flag gate in the blink of an eye. Then, Hong Jin
weaved back and forth between the flag gates, sometimes left, sometimes right, appearing in front and disappearing behind, each time using only one move,
vanishing without a trace if unsuccessful.

The two fought for dozens of rounds, and Shen Gongbao was already furious and humiliated. With everyone watching, he felt like he was being toyed
with. Shen Gongbao slapped the white tiger's forehead three times, and a puff of white smoke rose from the tiger's feet, causing it to ascend into the air
.

Looking down at Hong Jin, who was pointing and cursing, Shen Gongbao laughed wildly in the air: "Hong Jin, you little brat,
you abandoned your position as a general of the Heavenly Dynasty, instead abandoning the light for darkness, surrendering to the traitors and joining the rebels. And what have you done now? You can't even capture generals on the battlefield to repay the king's
favor, nor can you protect your wife and children to save your family. What good is your life? You might as well end it all."

Shen Gongbao's words filled Hong Jin with a complex mix of emotions. A voice echoed repeatedly in his ears: The nation's
favor is hard to repay, the family's shame is hard to conceal; end it all, end it all.

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