The Secrets of the Dream of the Red Chamber (Physical Edition, Volumes 9-10) Author: Mi Nan

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Episode 9: The Demon-Slaying Assembly

Chapter 81: A Fake Act

Becomes Real Jia Zhen, filled with anxiety, rushed to the Prince of Beijing's residence. Led to the study, he didn't see the prince, but instead
caught sight of Jia Rong standing motionless to the side. Both father and son froze, sensing something was amiss, their hearts
pounding . The

servants didn't serve tea, bowed slightly, and turned to leave, leaving only the two of them in the study. Jia Zhen, his face ashen, glared at his son and hissed, "What are you doing here?" 　　Jia Rong's face turned pale, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a word, clearly not expecting his father to be there either. 　　Suddenly, a loud laugh rang out, and the Prince entered alone from the doorway, saying, "I have a matter to ask you. Because it is of great importance, I had no choice but to invite you and your son here as well. I hope you will not take offense." 　　The Jia father and son hurriedly knelt down and bowed to the Prince of Beijing. Jia Zhen said, "It is my honor that Your Highness has inquired of us. How could I dare to be offended in the slightest?" 　　Although Shi Rong was polite, he did not tell them to get up. He took out several memorials from his sleeve, threw them in front of the two men , and said in a low voice, "Take a look first." 　　The Jia father and son picked them up with trembling hands and their faces changed drastically. Jia Rong was alright, as he was somewhat prepared , but Jia Zhen was much worse off. His body began to tremble as if he had a seizure, and he almost collapsed on the spot. 　　Those few reports turned out to be detailed reports from the Censorate's secret investigation into the Ningguo Mansion's illegal issuance of usurious loans. They were filled with meticulously detailed records of numerous borrowers' names, loan dates, loan amounts, interest income, and so on. 　　Seeing that the investigation had reached this point, Jia Zhen knew that denying it would bring him no benefit. He trembled and pleaded, "Your Highness, spare my life! I was confused for a moment and committed a terrible crime! Your Highness, spare my life!" He kowtowed repeatedly, his head bobbing like a pestle being pounded. 　　Shi Rong sneered, "A moment of confusion? Last time I invited your son here, didn't I already explain the consequences? I told the household to quietly deal with it and never do it again. Who knew you would make one mistake after another, ignoring my words and instead expanding this exploitation of the people. Heh heh, and now you dare to say it was a moment of confusion!" 　　Jia Zhen stared in disbelief, turned and glared fiercely at his son, then kowtowed repeatedly to the prince, begging for mercy: "This humble servant failed to convey Your Highness's instructions to me, otherwise, even if I had a hundred heads and a thousand courage, I would not dare to disobey! Considering that our families' ancestors shared hardships and triumphs, Your Highness, please give the Ning Mansion another chance." This time , he didn't even dare to use the word "this humble official" in his address. 　　Jia Rong was filled with shock and anger, swaying and nearly collapsing. He had assumed that since the prince had taken advantage and his son's illegal lending of high-interest bonds. Therefore, he had not told Jia Zhen about the Prince of Bei Jing's blackmail. Now, as if waking from a dream, he kept shouting in his heart, "This villain is so ruthless! This villain is really ruthless! He took my woman and still won't let me go!" 　　Shi Rong's face grew increasingly grim. He said, "If I were to report these memorials to the Emperor, guess what the outcome would be? Heh heh, if you ask me, not only would you lose your head as a third-rank general, but your entire family would probably be executed!" By the end, his voice was increasingly fierce, almost making Jia Rong and his son wet themselves. 　　Jia Zhen trembled uncontrollably, a chill running down his spine. In his panic, he suddenly remembered this wasn't a courtroom , and the prince had entered alone; perhaps there was still a chance. His voice trembling, he pleaded again, "Your Highness , please spare us this time! The entire Ning Mansion will forever remember your great kindness. If you we will do anything for you, even go through fire and water!" 　　Shi Rong pondered, coldly scrutinizing the two men kneeling at his feet. 　　In that short moment, the Jia father and son felt as if they had endured centuries of torment before finally hearing the prince slowly say: "I know the Ning family hasn't been doing well these past few years, with heavy debts, which is why I came up with this wicked idea ... Hmm, giving you two a way out isn't out of the question, as long as... as long as you agree to one thing from me, I'll turn a blind eye from now on. Not only will I risk being implicated and let you do whatever you want, but even if anyone makes things difficult for the family again in the future, I'll do my best to protect you. I wonder if you're willing to agree?" 　　Jia Zhen was both surprised and delighted, never expecting the prince to say such a thing . Although the father and son had made enormous profits from their illegal high-interest lending , they were constantly in danger of losing their heads. With the powerful Prince Bei Jing protecting them, their lives would be much safer, and they might even be able to expand their operation further. Trembling, they hurriedly said, "What is it? Your Highness, please speak. If you can spare the Ning family's life, my father and I would never dare disobey." 　　But then Shi Rong fell silent. The Jia father and son nearly jumped out of their throats, fearing the young prince had changed his mind. 　　After a long while, the prince finally spoke, "I only want one woman." 　　　　　*** *** *** *** 　　Seeing the man's expression, Ping'er suspected that her master had been out gallivanting somewhere. She sneered, " Did you hide your clothes from someone, Master?" 　　Baoyu's mind raced, and he suddenly laughed. Following the qi manipulation techniques taught in the "Wuji Manual," he imitated Jia Lian 's tone and said, "I told you, I didn't come back because I forgot to bring anything. It's because I drank too much at noon and tripped on the road. My clothes were torn. Luckily, it wasn't far from Baoyu's courtyard, so I went there and borrowed these clothes from him. I'm back to change now. Don't tell that fiery woman, or she'll nag me about it next time we drink." 　　Ping'er said, "These are Baoyu's clothes? No wonder... no wonder they look familiar..." Her nose suddenly seemed much more sensitive, and she smelled a masculine scent different from Jia Lian's. In an instant, she felt a wave of intoxication wash over her. 　　Knowing the girl was very perceptive, Baoyu, fearing she might overthink things, quickly launched into another round of rapid, intense thrusting. In no time, he had her completely captivated, her body limp and her soul swirling, repeatedly uttering "brother." Curious, he suddenly had a strange idea and excitedly said, "How about we play a game?" 　　Ping'er shook her head, her whole body limp in the man's arms, whimpering, "I...I..." They were nearing the crucial moment. 　　Baoyu leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Since I'm wearing Baoyu's clothes, why don't I pretend to be him? This time, don't mistake me for your grandfather." 　　Ping'er was startled and hurriedly said, "No...no, no, no..." She thought she had called him "brother" too many times, causing Jia Lian to become suspicious.

Baoyu said, "We're just pretending, it's not real, what's there to be afraid of?"

Ping'er's heart pounded, still fearing that her master was testing her, and she shook her head, saying, "No, I wouldn't dare
."

Baoyu coaxed, "I'm happier when you play like that with me, but this is just this once, and it won't happen again."

Ping'er turned her head to look at his bright, star-like eyes, and her emotions were in turmoil.

Baoyu said softly, "Come, call me Baoyu." His thrusts slowed down considerably, becoming gentle and tender in sync with his tone
.

Ping'er hesitated for a moment, then sobbed, "Master, I...I really don't dare."

Baoyu felt disheartened and sighed inwardly, "She is, after all, Second Brother's woman..." He couldn't bear to force her any further and forced
a smile , "Alright, let's stop playing, don't rush me."

Unexpectedly, Ping'er suddenly whispered, "Second Master."

Baoyu's body trembled, and he stammered, "What?"

Ping'er called again, "Second Master Bao."

Baoyu was struck as if by lightning, and he abruptly turned the girl in his arms over to face her, excitedly saying, "Call me again,
call me Baoyu." At this moment, he had forgotten to imitate Jia Lian, and his voice completely reverted to his own.

Ping'er's cheeks were as red as fire and her eyes as clear as water as water. She murmured as if in a dream, "What I'm like today is all because of what Master forced me to do."

Baoyu nodded and said, "That's right."

Ping'er continued, "You mustn't tell her either, not even a little bit."

Baoyu knew that "she" referred to Feng Jie, and replied, "Of course, call me quickly!" He then pressed the girl down
onto the bed and gave her several large, tender bruises.

Ping'er trembled as she said, "Bao... Baoyu." A small trickle of fluid dripped from her flower, flowing onto the man's thighs
, sticky and warm like honey.

Baoyu was ecstatic, and immediately began to manipulate the jade-like woman in every way, indulging in lewd pleasure. His penis was as hard as cast
iron , and seemed to be even thicker than before. He kept asking, "Who am I?"

Ping'er had never been so intoxicated. She was dazed and confused, as if in a dream. With her eyes closed, she answered incoherently, "You are
Baoyu , you are that little devil, how come you are here... how come you are with me... with me..." In her trance,
the man on top of her seemed to have truly become Baoyu.

Baoyu lifted the girl's two porcelain-like legs high, pinched the backs of her thighs and pushed them upwards, pressing them tightly against her
soft breasts. His huge penis teased her flower path, and he asked, "With you what? Who is making love with you?"

Ping'er's honey-like fluids overflowed, making her thighs slippery. She trembled and said, "It's Second Master Bao...it's Baoyu..." She paused
, then added, "It's Baoyu and Ping'er."

Baoyu hadn't expected her to answer like this. He felt as if he were engulfed in flames. His thrusts were swift as shooting stars,
each one , driving the head of his penis to the bottom of the pool. He asked in a trembling voice, "Are you willing to make love with Baoyu?"

Ping'er gradually felt her flower tingling, and she forgot that she was playing a game with her master. She sobbed, "Yes."

Baoyu said, "Really?"

Tears welled up in Ping'er's eyes, and she said in a trembling voice, "Really! You are the most precious
person in my heart." At this moment, she had thrown away all her worries and poured
out .

Still confused about the situation, Baoyu suddenly lowered his head and kissed the girl's burning lips passionately, mumbling
, "Sister Ping, give it to me." Ping'er

nodded, muttering, "Be rougher."

Her two smooth, white arms tightly wrapped around the man's neck, her lower body arching against his thrusts,
her hips and buttocks lifting off the bed surface. Strands of honey-like fluid flowed from between her thighs, down her waist and back, soaking a large patch of the bed
felt.

Hearing this, Baoyu became even more aggressive, his ferocity even greater than before, his hard, iron-like rod
relentlessly pounding against the girl's tender heart.

Ping'er felt an immense pleasure, then suddenly lost her senses and stammered, "You...you really are...you're
Baoyu aren't you?"

Baoyu was stunned, unsure if Ping'er had truly recognized him. Seeing her trembling lips and hearing the powerful
contractions of her vaginal canal, he knew she was almost there. He groaned in a drunken stupor, "Yes, I really am Baoyu, dear
sister, shall we go together?"

Ping'er fell silent, then suddenly arched her back, her body convulsing as if shaking, her flat, jade-like
belly twitching rhythmically, surrendering herself with unparalleled allure.

Baoyu felt several fine streams of fluid rush towards him, coating his penis with a slightly tingling sensation. He longed to reach the peak with
the jade-like woman , so he thrust in with all his might, pounding and kneading fiercely at the bottom of her pool. After only a few swirls, he turned the fluid
into a slippery mass, his core instantly tingling, and he finally ejaculated.

Ping'er, whose eyes were originally alluring, suddenly opened them wide, staring at the man in utter astonishment. Her cherry lips parted
, but no words came out. In an instant, she was completely captivated by the most beautiful woman's potent essence, her delicate body seemingly melting
away , the overflowing honey-like fluid soaking through the thick bedsheets.

Baoyu, enjoying the exquisite pleasure for a long time, gradually relaxed. Seeing the
beautiful , he felt immense pity. He softly called her name several times, but received no response. Looking at Feng Jie on the other side,
still completely drunk, he embraced both women and tenderly caressed them. In his ecstasy, he suddenly thought of Jia Lian and
sighed deeply, thinking, "Brother Lian is truly blessed with boundless beauty, always accompanied by two celestial concubines. I am
his brother, how come I don't have..." "What a stroke of luck!"

Suddenly, the Western-style clock on the wall rang out, striking several times. Looking up, he realized it was already the end of
the afternoon. He thought that the maids and servants who had slipped away for their afternoon nap would soon be up, and it would be terrible if he caused a mess. He dared not linger any
longer . Reluctantly, he kissed their cheeks, carried the two beauties back to their respective beds, covered
them with blankets and lowered the curtains. Then he dressed and tidied himself up before tiptoeing out of the room. Fortunately, he did not run into
anyone.

Baoyu hurriedly left the courtyard, then, feeling guilty, slipped back to the small wooden hut. While using the medicine to remove his disguise
, he replayed the absurdity of his earlier actions in his mind, his heart still pounding: "Did Ping'er really recognize me when she asked that last question?"

Then his mind raced: "The *Wuji Spectrum* is truly wondrous! Now, wouldn't I also be able to perform
seventy-two transformations like Sun Wukong... Haha... Who will I transform into next... Damn it! Damn it!"

*** *** *** ***

For the next ten days, aside from going to find Daiyu, Baoyu spent his time in the small wooden hut reading a few strange books. Unbeknownst to him, that...
The "Phoenix Nirvana Technique" seemed to have made further progress; the heat emanating from his palms could now extend a foot away, and its color had changed from
barely to a faint crimson. He was so delighted that he scratched his ears and cheeks, repeatedly exclaiming how interesting it was.

However, there was still no news of Shen Yao, and Bao Yu's longing for her grew stronger. He almost couldn't resist going to "Chaoyang Manor"
to inquire about her . Recalling the ecstasy he experienced underground, he suddenly remembered the "Ruyi Rope" that Shen Yao had mentioned to Dou Dou.
He thought to himself "A Yao is so eager to find her parents that she will surely search the Ding family's underground vault again after she returns. If
the legend that the 'Ruyi Rope' can drive away the five divine dragons is true, and if the strange rope around Sister Bai's waist is indeed
the 'Ruyi Rope,' why not borrow it? When A Yao and Dou Dou return, it might be a pleasant surprise for them... Alas,
Sister Bai would never easily lend such a magical thing to someone else."

Then he thought, "Although Sister Bai treasures that thing very much, I once saved her life, so there might still be
hope . Why shouldn't I give it a try? Besides, I should go see her. I haven't seen her for so many days; she might be angry
."

Having made up his mind, he immediately left the mansion and the city. He didn't hire a carriage or ride a horse; instead, he used his lightness skill to run towards Zitan Fortress. He
hadn't run so freely for many days, and he felt exhilarated. For some reason, his speed seemed to be
a little faster than before.

Located in the north, the capital city was already chilly and often shrouded in gloom after the Mid-Autumn Festival. However, this day was unusually
sunny , with many wild trees in the fields turning golden, and the maple trees ablaze with fiery red, their leaves intertwining and weaving along the roadside like a
brocade.

As Baoyu ran and looked around, he suddenly recalled the scene of his first encounter with Shen Yao on this road, and his heart was filled with a
sense of intoxication . When he reached a fork in the road, he saw that the wild maple trees stretched out in a continuous expanse, with very few other trees interspersed, resembling a magnificent sunset
. He thought to himself, "There is such a beautiful scene on this road. How come I didn't notice it the previous times?"

As he admired the scenery, his pace slowed down. Turning at the fork in the road, he suddenly saw a tavern ahead, half-
hidden among dozens of maple trees, with a wine flag hanging high among the red leaves, quite poetic and picturesque. He then walked towards
it.

Approaching, he saw a large carriage parked inside the fence, with over a dozen fine horses tethered at the stall. The horses were adorned with luxurious
ornaments , clearly belonging to a wealthy family. Just as he hesitated whether to go in, a beautifully dressed woman
emerged from the shop, walked to the carriage, and brought out a cushion from the side.

Baoyu, seeing the woman's striking beauty, couldn't help but glance at her several times, lost in thought, "I wonder whose
concubine is resting here after her travels."

The beautiful woman turned her head and saw the young man standing outside the fence, staring at her in a daze. Because of his
handsome and somewhat childlike innocence, she didn't find him disliked, smiled slightly, and then turned and went back into the shop.

Baoyu's heart skipped a beat: "Why is she smiling at me?" He quickly found an excuse: "Hmm…
I'm a little thirsty, why not go in and have a drink before leaving? It's still early, there's no rush to see Sister Bai
." He then leisurely walked through the fence and into the shop.

Upon entering the shop, he saw several tables already occupied by customers. The beautiful woman walked
to a large, plump man who looked like a wealthy man, placed a cushion behind him, and carefully arranged it between him and the chair back.
Then she quietly stepped aside.

Only then did Baoyu notice that behind the plump man stood several other beautiful women, all with fair skin and delicate
features . The youngest of them seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, their delicate and tender appearance extremely endearing. He felt quite
annoyed: "Who is this fat man? He has so many beauties, yet he is so inconsiderate,
not !" He had always looked down on men, especially someone like this fat man, and he was secretly
resentful.

His gaze shifted, and he saw two young women seated at the fat man's table. Both were around sixteen years old. One wore an apricot-yellow
shirt with a red sash, possessing willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes
, exuding a heroic air, and a long sword tied with red silk hung at her waist. The other wore a light green shirt with a white sash, possessing bright eyes and white teeth, radiant and beautiful, also with a long sword tied with red silk at her waist.
They sat long, dark crepe-lined jacket.

Baoyu inwardly exclaimed, "These two beauties are dressed differently from ordinary women; could they be chivalrous women of
the martial world ?" He couldn't help but think of Shen Yao, Dou Dou, and Ling Cairong again.

Just then, a waiter came to greet him, and Baoyu found an empty table by the window to sit down. He ordered a pot of wine and a few side
dishes , pretending to admire the scenery outside, but actually stealing glances at the beauties in the shop from time to time. Just as he was feeling relaxed and happy, he suddenly heard
a loud "bang," which startled him so much that his heart pounded. He quickly looked over and saw that it was a young
man in brocade robes at the big fat man's table who had slammed his hand on the table. He heard him say in a pained voice, "How hateful that I was blinded by lust for a moment, and now I've ended up being deprived of the light of
day !" His face had two black eye sockets, and he was obviously blind. Moreover, his condition was terrifying,
as if someone had gouged out his eyes.

Baoyu shuddered. Another middle-aged man dressed as a secretary chimed in, "No, no! As the saying goes,
'A man who isn't amorous in his youth is a wasted youth.' Young Master Murong merely glanced at her a few times. What crime has he committed? Yet that vixen
gouged out his eyes! Such evil deeds go beyond mere ruthlessness!"

Baoyu was horrified. "Just a few glances, and she blinded him? Is there such
a strange thing ?"

Chapter 82: Signs of Demonic Possession.

The middle-aged man continued, "Moreover, it's said that the vixen knows some strange and seductive arts, and is most skilled at bewitching men. Perhaps Young
Master Murong was bewitched by her."

The young man in the black gauze robe nodded and said calmly, "Yes, I've heard that saying too. That's why
so many people are captivated at first sight." Baoyu had previously only been looking at women, but now... Ji's gaze shifted to his face,
her eyes immediately lighting up. She thought to herself, "

This young man has quite the bearing; he's worlds apart from that fat man." The girl in the light green dress suddenly interjected, "That demoness is very beautiful, isn't she?"

The middle-aged man chuckled, "She is beautiful, that's true, but even the most beautiful woman wouldn't be able to bewitch someone at first glance,
would she? There must be something strange about it. Alas, I too have fallen for that demoness's tricks..."

The girl in the apricot-yellow dress asked curiously, "You were also harmed by that demoness?"

The middle-aged man nodded, smiling slightly, "Countless people have been harmed by that demoness. You young heroes have spent your lives
cultivating on Mount Hua and rarely venture into the martial world, so you are unaware of this."

The girl in the light green dress couldn't help but ask, "How did she harm you? Could it be... that you also did it because you glanced at
her a few too many times?"

The middle-aged man gave a bitter laugh. "Don't be ashamed, I'll tell you everything. That day, I was like I was possessed. I not only
glanced at that vixen a few more times, but I also touched a corner of her clothes. And then... hehe..."

The girl in the pale green dress pressed, "And then what? Your eyes... your eyes aren't... aren't..."

The middle-aged man said, "That's right, my eyes are still there..." He paused,
then pulled his arms from under the table, shook his sleeves a few times, and revealed his two hands hidden beneath.

Several beauties in the shop gasped in unison, and Baoyu was also greatly surprised. It turned out that the middle-aged man's ten fingers were gone, and
his two palms were bare like meat patties.

The young man in the black gauze robe calmly said, "That witch is ruthless; she'll cut off a person's ten fingers just for touching a corner of their clothes."

The middle-aged man said, "Not only that, but Boss Zhou also suffered at her hands."

All eyes turned to the fat man, and the girl in the light green dress said in a trembling voice, "The witch... she also harmed
this uncle?"

A beautiful woman behind the fat man said, "Yes, my master has done countless good deeds, such as donating money to
your Huashan Sect every year..." The woman who spoke was the same one who had gone out to fetch a cushion earlier.

The young man in the black gauze robe nodded and said, "That's right. Last year, when our Huashan Sect rebuilt the Zihua Courtyard, it was Boss Zhou who generously
funded it. One of the things I did when I came down the mountain this time was for my father to convey his gratitude to Uncle Zhou."

The beautiful woman said, "You don't need to be so polite. My master never seeks anything in return for his good deeds, but...
but such a good person still suffers such retribution..." As she spoke, her eyes reddened.

The girl in the apricot-yellow dress frowned and asked, "How did that witch hurt Uncle Zhou?"

The middle-aged man said to the fat man, "Old Zhou, just bear with the pain and let the young heroes of the Huashan Sect
witness the witch's methods."

The fat man suddenly opened his mouth and turned around in front of everyone. It turned out that half of his tongue was missing, and the break was very
clean, obviously cut off by a sharp object.

Baoyu was startled again, thinking, "No wonder this fat man hasn't spoken; he's mute."

The girl in the apricot-yellow dress said in a trembling voice, "Was this also the work of that demoness?"

The beautiful woman, on the verge of tears, said, "My master, having no son, always hoped to meet a good woman who would bear
him a son. That year, he went to Yuhang to buy goods and met that demoness by West Lake. Because he saw her beauty, he asked her if she would
be willing be his concubine. Although it was a bit abrupt, it wasn't a big deal. She could have just said whether she wanted to or not; she
didn't force him. Who would have thought that demoness would suddenly attack him? I don't know what kind of magic she used, but..." …and they cut off half of my
master's…tongue… Waaah… You know, my master is a businessman; if he can't speak
, it's the same as losing his livelihood… Waaah…”

The two girls were furious. The girl in the apricot-yellow dress said indignantly, “That's really too cruel! Our Huashan Sect will never
forgive this witch!”

Baoyu felt a chill run down his spine. At home, he usually loved to grope girls, pinching one's hand
, tasting another's rouge, and staring at girls was commonplace. He thought to himself, “Luckily, I rarely
do anything reckless outside, otherwise, if I encountered that witch, I would probably be in trouble too.” " If she hadn't gone blind, she'd probably have become
mute... Thank goodness!"

The middle-aged man said, "That demoness has done too many evils, and there are many people who want to deal with her.
As far as I know, the 'Demon Extermination Assembly' being held at Rou Shui Manor this time includes Cheng Zhenxian, the leader of the Taishan Sect, 'Yunhai Hongri'; Leng Ran
, one of the Ten Young Heroes of Wudang; Ying Qishan, the 'Demon Hunter'; and Huang
Yu ..."

He glanced at the young man in brocade robes and said, "I heard that several experts from the 'Debt Collection House' of Young Master Murong's family are also
on their way , and most of the experts who recently entered the capital to capture the Flower Thief are going to join us."

"With so many skilled fighters, that demoness will be easy to capture," the young man in the black gauze robe smiled. The

middle-aged man laughed, "Now, with the addition of your three young heroes from the Huashan Sect, especially the
'Carefree Little Immortal' Shen, the leader of the Ten Young Heroes, even if that demoness has extraordinary abilities, she will surely be
doomed !"

It turned out that the young man in the black gauze robe was Shen Wenxing, the son of Shen Guanyu, the current leader of the Huashan Sect. Although young, he
had already mastered his father's skills and was ranked among the Ten Young Heroes along with Leng Ran. However, the Ten Young Heroes did not have a ranking, and the middle-aged man's
claim that he was the leader of the Ten Young Heroes was clearly flattery.

The two girls sitting next to him were the "Surprising Rainbow Twin Swords" Lü Yixuan and Huang Yuling. They had
killed the Nine Heroes of Shaanxi and captured Cao Yong, the one-legged bandit who had caused headaches for the righteous people of several provinces, when they first entered the martial arts world. Not long ago,
they had even challenged Bai Xuan with their swords. Therefore, although they had been gone from the mountain for less than half a year, they had already made a name for themselves in the martial arts world.

Baoyu was thrilled, imagining the spectacular scene of the heroes besieging and killing the demoness: "It's probably
even more spectacular than Leng Ran and Master Yin's night of capturing the flower thief... Humph, she gouges out eyes with a glance, chops off
fingers , and cuts off tongues for a few frivolous words. How can there be such a cruel and vicious woman in the world
? How can a man live if he encounters her? She deserves to die! She deserves to die! She truly deserves to die! I wonder if they still want people? Otherwise, I'll let
that demoness see my... my 'Samadhi True Fire Palm,' ha, what a good name."

He practiced the "Phoenix Nirvana Technique" mainly by following the instructions, and had no interest in reading
the . The title on the cover was in Sanskrit, so he still didn't know
what the technique he was learning was called.

Shen Wenxing said, "This time, the overwhelming response is also due to the White Lotus Sect's increasingly rampant actions and
the ever- ."

Baoyu was slightly taken aback: "The White Lotus Sect? Isn't that the sect of Ayao and Uncle Jiao?"

The middle-aged man seemed somewhat gloating as he said, "Their biggest mistake was launching a sudden sneak attack. Last month, on the fifteenth,
they killed the second son of the Dragon Alliance Leader at Longjin Ferry. Wasn't that tantamount to formally declaring war on the Ten Provinces Martial Alliance?
If and hand her over..." "Give it to Alliance Leader Long, hehe, I wonder what her fate will be?"

Shen Wenxing said, "By the way, that vixen's whereabouts are always a secret. How did you get the news that she entered the capital?"

The middle-aged man and the fat man exchanged glances, paused slightly, and said, "Old Zhou's business spans East and Central China,
with branches and shops in many places. Naturally, he has many informants. Hehe, that vixen's exposure this time is a perfect
example of 'heaven's justice is clear, and retribution is swift!'"

Shen Wenxing then asked, "Where is she now?"

The middle-aged man mumbled, "We have people closely following her in a small town near the capital.
Once the heroes attending the 'Demon-Slaying Assembly' have gathered, we'll lay a trap to capture her."

Shen Wenxing asked, "Who else is with this demoness? She's the Pure Lotus Envoy of the White Lotus Sect, holding a high position within the sect
, and is also the orphaned daughter of the former leader of the White Lotus Sect. I'm afraid she has many powerful protectors."

The middle-aged man replied, "I'm not entirely sure. Anyway, with our strength, we
're not afraid of a few more evil sect experts."

Shen Wenxing said unhappily, "Afraid? Others may fear the White Lotus Sect, but our Huashan Sect isn't afraid at all. Back when my father
killed the two elders of the White Lotus Sect, they vowed never to let it go, but my father..." " We're still doing just
fine , and our Huashan Sect is still at its zenith!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly replied, "Exactly, exactly! Ever since Sect Leader Shen took over, the Huashan Sect has grown stronger day by day.
Many people in the martial arts world are saying that the number one sect in the martial arts world may no longer be Shaolin or Wudang."

Shen Wenxing smiled proudly and said slowly, "That's just what friends in the martial arts world say in private. How can you take it
seriously?"

Huang Yuling suddenly said, "I heard that the demoness can play a strange, demonic sound with her flute. At best, it
makes people feel intoxicated; at worst, it can damage their meridians. I wonder if it's true or not?"

Baoyu's expression changed slightly. He vaguely felt that something was amiss and suddenly remembered the scene when he stumbled into the wild
maple forest .

Before the middle-aged man could answer, Shen Wenxing interrupted, "That's most likely an illusion created by evil spirits. It's nothing to worry about
! Senior Sister, don't mention this again, or you'll become a laughingstock."

Huang Yuling turned her mouth away and stopped talking.

The middle-aged man said, "There are indeed rumors circulating in the martial arts world, but no one can really explain it. I think it
's probably just a trick to distract people. It will surely fall apart if it encounters someone with even a little skill. If it happens to
a master like Young Hero Shen, it will only make him look ridiculous. Miss Huang, there's no need to worry." The young man

in brocade robes said, "However, that demoness's weapon was indeed a jade flute. Her attacks were as swift as a ghost. I didn't even get a good look at her
before my eyes were gone. Everyone must be careful." As he spoke, he seemed
to still have lingering fear on his face.

The middle-aged man laughed heartily, stroking his beard, and said, "No matter how fast this demoness is, can she be faster than our 'Carefree Little Immortal'
Shen?"

People at the nearby tables immediately echoed his sentiments. One said, "Yes, yes, Shen's 'Immortal Sword'
is unparalleled in the world. How can that demoness's little tricks compare? She'd be lucky to withstand ten moves!"

Another said, "Comparable? It's like a firefly trying to compete with the sun and moon!"

Yet another said, "In my opinion, she probably couldn't even withstand one move!"

Shen Wenxing simply smiled slightly, without offering any self-deprecating remarks.

Baoyu grew increasingly uneasy as he listened, his mind a complete mess: "Could it be...could it be that the enchantress they're talking about is...
is...no, no, Ayao is as gentle as water, she wouldn't even bear to damage a potted flower, how could she be
the bad woman they're talking about? Besides, there must be more than one woman in the martial world who uses a flute as a weapon, how could I be thinking such nonsense
! How ridiculous, how ridiculous..."

Having pondered this, he finally felt relieved. He let out a long sigh, and just as he brought a cup of wine to his lips, he heard
the young man in brocade grit his teeth and say, "Shen Yao, Shen Yao, this time I'll see just how arrogant you can be!"

Baoyu abruptly stood up, his hand slipping from his cup, which shattered on the ground with a "crash,"
soaking his chest and abdomen with wine, his face turning pale.

The eyes of several tables in the restaurant all turned to him, staring coldly.

Baoyu was utterly embarrassed, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead, his heart pounding: "These people have been whispering
for ages , and it turns out they were plotting against my wife!"

*** *** *** ***

Shirong lifted the curtain and stepped in, catching a slender-necked vase that flew towards him at lightning speed, his brow furrowing slightly.

The room was a mess, littered with cosmetics, precious objects, and an empty
birdcage . Several maids hurriedly knelt down, heads bowed, not daring to utter a word.

Shi Rong looked at the little girl huddled against the wall, sobbing, and asked, "Tingting refuses to eat again?"

A maid replied, "This servant is useless, this servant deserves to die. We tried so many ways to please the young mistress,
but today it was all useless. The young mistress won't even drink the soup."

Shi Rong waved his hand, ordering the maids to leave. He walked to the girl's side, squatted down, and gently embraced her, saying softly,
"What's wrong? What made you angry?"

The girl slowly raised her head, revealing starry eyes and a blush on her snowy cheeks. Although she looked only twelve or thirteen years old, her beauty
was breathtaking. Now, with her tears falling like pear blossoms in the rain, she was even more pitiful and lovable.

She looked at the man, sobbing, "They're all fine, but I...I miss my mother so much...Big
brother , please let me go home, okay?"

Shi Rong said, "Be good, don't think like that. There are many delicious and fun things here. Let me ask
them to find them for you one by one. It's very interesting."

The girl cried, "I don't want to. I only want my father and mother. They haven't seen me for so long. They must be so worried
."

Shi Rong coaxed, "I've already told them you're here. Your parents are very relieved. They told you to
go back ."

The girl hurriedly said, "I've had enough fun. I don't want anything anymore. Please take me back quickly, big brother. Ting'er
begs you!" As she spoke, her two smooth, jade-like arms wrapped around the man's neck.

It turned out that this girl was Dong Yiting, the beloved daughter of the Grand Tutor Dong. She had been half-coaxed and half-lured by Shi Rong to the
Prince of Beijing's mansion. It had been almost two months since then. At first, she found it novel and fun, but later she missed her parents more and more and began to make a fuss
about going home, and each time she made a fuss, it became more and more intense.

Shi Rong had already extracted a great deal of pure yin energy from her, feeling immensely benefited. He was unwilling to let go of this
one-in-a-million perfect vessel, so he patiently coaxed, "Don't rush, I'll take you
back . Are you willing to leave your big brother?"

Tingting hesitated slightly, then said, "Of course I'm not willing, but if you take me back, you can
come see me again later."

Shi Rong said, "You're too young, you don't understand many things. Will your father still let me see you so easily then
?"

Tingting said, "Big brother, didn't you say you and my father are close friends? I'll go and ask him for help then."
"Dad, he loves me the most, he'll agree to anything I ask."

Shi Rong smiled and said, "That's why you're so young. Confucius said, 'Men and women should not touch each other.' This is the established etiquette
since ancient times . No matter how close your father and I are, he won't allow it. Then
you won't be able to see your older brother anymore. Don't cry then."

Tingting said anxiously, "Then what should I do? But I miss them so much..." As the daughter of the Grand Tutor and deeply
doted on by her father, she was always the one who did what she said. At this moment, she threw a tantrum, threw her arms off the man's neck,
shook her head and cried, "I don't care, I don't care! You're always trying to coax me. Anyway, I have to see my father and mother today,
or... or I won't eat anything! I won't eat anything at all!"

Shi Rong hugged the girl tightly, lowered his head and put his lips close to her pink earlobe, and whispered, "My sweetheart, be good
and go eat something. Do you want your older brother to play like that with you again tonight?" "

It turns out that he had already used many mysterious methods on this little beauty in order to absorb her virginity. Tingting
was just a girl who had never experienced love before, how could she resist such
intoxication . At this moment, Shi Rong tried every means to coax her, but to no avail, so he played his trump card.

Tingting's pink face immediately flushed red, and she lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

Shi Rong was secretly pleased and continued to coax her, "Go and eat something, big brother will definitely take good care of you tonight."

But after a while, Tingting actually said, "No, I want to go home." The intoxicating pleasure could not
suppress the girl's longing for her parents.

Shi Rong was stunned, his tongue licking her earlobe, and continued to tempt her, "Don't be naughty, don't be naughty, big brother will teach
you new things tonight, they are very fun and comfortable..."

The girl's body went limp, but she still stubbornly said, "No, I wo
n't ."

Shi Rong reached down to her waist, giving it a skillful squeeze, and smiled, "Really don't want it? How about we try it now ...
"

Tingting let out a soft moan, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. Suddenly annoyed, she pushed the man away forcefully, biting her lip
, "If you keep doing this, I won't fall for it anymore! If you don't take me back, Ting'er will never talk to
you again, never... never play with you again!"

Shi Rong was very confident in his methods, smiling as he continued his advance, inserting a palm into the girl's crotch.

But this time, the girl was truly desperate, struggling violently, her hands flailing wildly,
scraping a thin line on the man's cheek.

Both froze, Tingting stammering, "I... I didn't... I didn't... Does it hurt?" She hurriedly
reached to soothe the scratch on the man's face.

Shi Rong suddenly recalled a violent night, his heart pounding: "Is God working against me?" That
vixen who swore she'd never let anyone touch her again is now pregnant with another man's child. Could this little vixen also be going
to betray me? Lost in thought, he became increasingly fixated on this, his muscles contorting. Suddenly
, he grabbed the girl's wrist, twisting it behind her back, and shouted like a madman, "You brat, are you going to abandon me too?! Are you
going have another man's child?!"

Tingting was startled, her eyes widening. "What did you say? I...I didn't mean to."

Shi Rong tightened his grip, feeling his blood surge. The girl before him suddenly transformed into Ke Qing, and he roared,
"Unintentionally? Unintentionally pregnant with another man's child? Unintentionally, why give birth to that bastard?"

Tingting felt a sharp pain in her wrist, and filled with shock and anger, she trembled and cried out, "You hurt me! You...you
're so ...so fierce...you...if you don't let go, I really won't talk to you anymore!"

Shi Rong's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and said, "You really betrayed me! You really betrayed me! Tell me!
When betray me? When did you get pregnant with that brat's bastard child! "

Tingting was in so much pain she almost fainted, but she was incredibly strong-willed and forced a trembling moan: "Just now! Just now!
When you were pinching me!"

Shi Rong, like a wild beast, pressed his entire body against the girl, and with a flick of his fingers, tore off a
large piece of clothing from her body, revealing her alluring, alabaster-like skin.

Tingting cried out, "Let me go! I want to go home! Father... Father, come save me..." Her previously soft
body was now stiff and rigid.

Hearing this, Shi Rong suddenly snapped out of his daze, slowly releasing the girl, a chill running through him: "What's wrong with me? Have I
been bewitched again?" " Your mental state has been fluctuating so violently and so frequently lately, isn't this
a sign that you're about to go mad with your cultivation?"

Tingting cried as she slapped the man across the face, her beautiful eyes wide with anger as she cursed, "You big bad guy! How dare you
force me, how dare you bully me! Wait till I tell Father, and see how you die!"

Shi Rong, seemingly oblivious, slumped to his knees, cold sweat pouring down his body, his thoughts
adrift .

Tingting, seeing five red marks on his handsome face, softened instantly, saying bitterly, "You deserve it,
who told you to..." Before

she could finish, a series of seductive laughs came from outside the pavilion, a voice both alluring and seductive, like mercury seeping into the ground,
penetrating captivating the soul.

Shi Rong's soul trembled, and he suddenly became alert. Recognizing that the laughter didn't belong to any of his concubines, he was
secretly astonished: "My mansion is heavily guarded, riddled with traps, and
guarded by experts like Zi Ji, Liu Shu, A Fu, and Ashou. How could this person have broken in without warning? If they are an enemy, their cultivation must be
extraordinary !" He

leaped up and turned, gazing silently at the curtain. The near-perfect energy of the "Essence of Moonlight" was already
flowing gently within his body…

Chapter Eighty-Three: The Great Soul-Binding Technique

. As the beaded curtain was lifted, a pair of stunningly beautiful women entered the pavilion. On the left, a
woman with a purple cloud-like crown, was none other than the "Purple-Haired Enchantress" Kong Que'er. The woman on the right, however, had large, beautiful eyes, her pupils
shimmering with a spring-like brilliance, giving her an indescribable, eerie quality.

Shi Rong's eyes lit up, his poised body instantly relaxed, and
a smile that had captivated countless women appeared on his lips. He said loudly, "I failed to greet you properly, I deserve to die! When did you arrive, sister?" He secretly
breathed a sigh : "I wondered who could have entered so silently, it turns out it was her!" "

It turned out that the woman who entered with Zi Ji was her own sister—the '
Azure-Eyed She took a few steps forward, bowed slightly, and said with a smile, 'Your subordinate greets you at the door.'"
"Master."

Although the hierarchy among the Holy Gate members is extremely strict, Shi Rong treated her differently from others, not caring at all,
and still smiling beautifully. "Sister, didn't you leave the Southern Frontier a long time ago? Why are you only arriving now?"

The Green-Eyed Demoness smiled and said, "Isn't it to prepare a gift for you? As your older sister, I didn't want to
come to see my brother-in-law empty-handed."

Shi Rong laughed and said, "It's too formal for us to say that. I'm already overjoyed that you came
."

Hearing the man say this, Zi Ji felt sweet inside and pulled Phoenix along, laughing, "That's right,
we . There's no need for you to go to such trouble.

" The Green-Eyed Demoness said, "It's no trouble at all. I'll just take what I can. It's free anyway."

Shi Rong sensed something in her words and knew this woman's capabilities, so he asked with a smile, "What do you mean by that, sister?"
He glanced at her emerald eyes a few more times, thinking to himself, "She seems even stranger than before..."

The Emerald Demoness didn't continue, glancing at the faint, almost vanishing finger mark on his face. Her beautiful eyes then
shifted to Dong Yiting, who was huddled against the wall, timidly covering her exposed skin. Though young, she was
as beautiful as a lotus in the morning dew, utterly endearing. She chuckled, "Indeed, a rare beauty indeed
. No wonder my brother-in-law is so aroused."

Shi Rong felt a little embarrassed. Although Phoenix was also a member of the Holy Sect and Zi Ji's older sister, he
didn't want to reveal any weakness in front of anyone. He forced himself to remain composed, feigning nonchalance, and laughed, "Just a little
fooling around. Please forgive my sister."

The Emerald Demoness said, "Is she the youngest daughter of Grand Tutor Dong? That one-in-a-million perfect furnace?" "Clearly, Zi
Ji had already told her about it. "

Shi Rong nodded, and Zi Ji said, "That's right,
half of Rong Lang's breakthrough to the sixth level of the 'Moon Essence' was due to her."

Tingting's eyes widened, but she still didn't understand what they were saying. She was just a little unhappy: "Who are these
two women? They seem quite close to my older brother."

Phoenix said, "But she's nice but not very obedient."

Shi Rong said, "This girl is very stubborn and hard to discipline." For some reason, he suddenly thought of Ke Qing again, and his heart
ached slightly.

The Green-Eyed Demoness glanced at the palm print on his face again and laughed, "Hard to discipline? You're just reluctant to discipline her,
aren't you? Do you want me to try for you?"

Shi Rong knew she had many methods and said happily, "That's best. I'll let her follow you from now on, but...
but she's really stubborn. Sister, you'll have to take it slow."

The Green-Eyed Demoness chuckled and said, "Look at how precious you are. Are you afraid I'll break this cauldron?"
"Hmph, let me show you my skills first!" With that, she walked up to the girl and said with a smile, "
Little sister , what's your name?"

Tingting disliked her from the start because of her foxy appearance. She put on her airs as the daughter of a high-ranking official and said coldly,
"Why should I tell you... And who are you?"

Phoenix knelt down, moved her face closer to her, and laughed, "Look at my eyes, aren't they fun?
What's there?" Tingting

had long noticed the strangeness in her eyes, and unconsciously looked over. To her surprise, her gaze
was instantly drawn in, like iron meeting a magnet. The eyes shimmered and shifted gently, sometimes like clear water,
sometimes like gemstones, sometimes so deep they seemed bottomless. Her soul felt as if it were slowly emerging from her body, involuntarily
drifting forward…

The Green-Eyed Demoness said in a sweet voice, “Little sister, relax…yes…relax…relax…don’t
think about anything…relax…yes…that will feel good…tell me…
aren’t my eyes beautiful?”

The girl nodded dazedly, murmuring, “Very beautiful, many colors, I…I…”

Hearing this, Shi Rong also looked at Phoenix’s eyes from the side, thinking, “How can there be so many colors?” " It's clearly
only one shade of emerald green..." Suddenly feeling dizzy, the "Moonlight True Qi" within her body surged instantly.
Startled, she quickly abruptly pulled her gaze away.

Zi Ji laughed, "Don't look, your sister is casting a spell."

The Green-Eyed Demoness continued, "You don't know where you are, do you? Then don't think about it... don't think about it...
What's your name?"

Tingting lazily replied, "My name is Dong Yiting... my father and mother call me Tingting..."

Shi Rong asked Zi Ji, "Is this the 'Soul-Binding Technique' that your sister recently mastered?"

Kong Que'er said, "Yes, don't listen to what she says, it's very powerful."

Shi Rong thought to himself, "I can ignore what I see, but how can I ignore what I hear? I don't believe this 'Soul-Binding Technique' has
such magic power!" He then focused his attention on listening to Feng Huang'er's words.

The Green-Eyed Demoness asked again, "Who is your father?" "

Tingting replied, "My father is the Grand Tutor Dong Yuzhi of the current dynasty..."

Biji smiled eerily, "No, your father isn't him... Your father and mother are both gone...
no longer in this world..."

Tingting asked in confusion, "Gone? They're gone?"

Biji said, "Yes, your parents are both gone... You can't remember them... Don't think about them...
Don't think about them..."

The girl said dazedly, "I don't want to think about them..."

But Biji asked again, "Where are your parents?"

Tingting said, "I don't know... They're gone... I don't want to... I don't want to..."

As Shirong listened, he became confused. Fortunately, the "Essence of Moonlight" was a rare and unique skill, and it immediately
reacted, surging within his body again. He suddenly realized what was happening and his body swayed slightly.

Kongque'er glanced at him and whispered with a slight reproach, "You went to listen to your sister again? Be careful she turns you into a fool
." Shi Rong was horrified, thinking to himself, "

This 'Soul-Binding Technique' is indeed not to be underestimated. In battles between experts, victory or defeat
often hinges on the slightest difference. If I were to falter for even a moment at this crucial juncture, I fear I would lose my life instantly."

The Green-Eyed Demoness said, "My voice is very beautiful, isn't it?"

Tingting replied, "Beautiful... very beautiful..."

The Green-Eyed Demoness said, "You must remember this voice... You must be obedient from now on...
Do whatever this voice says... Do you understand?"

Tingting murmured dreamily, "I understand... I understand..."

The Blue-Eyed Demoness suddenly placed a jade finger on Tingting's brow, gently wiggled it a few times, and then slowly moved it elsewhere,
pointing at Shi Rong. Her voice seemed to possess an irresistible magic, "Alright, get up,
crawl to that man, and untie the handkerchief around his waist."

Tingting dazedly asked, "Untie...untie the handkerchief?"

The Blue-Eyed Demoness's voice was dreamlike, "Yes, untie the handkerchief around his waist, hurry, crawl over there..."

Shi Rong saw the girl bend down, put her hands on the ground, and obediently crawl to him. Her two soft, snow
-white hands touched his waist, as docile as a little rabbit, completely different from before. He was dumbfounded
.

Phoenix watched with a smile as the girl loosened the handkerchief wrapped around the man's waist, then said, "Alright,
take off this man's pants and see what's there."

Tingting seemed to hesitate for a moment, then obediently pulled down Shi Rong's pants layer by layer, finally revealing a huge, barely aroused
white jade dragon, trembling before the three beauties.

The Green-Eyed Demoness's beautiful eyes were hazy, and she glanced at the slightly panting man out of the corner of her eye, then said in a seductive voice, "Very good,
lift this thing up and lick it with your mouth."

*** *** *** ***

Bao Yu, pale and covered in cold sweat, stood there for a while before calling to the counter, "Waiter, bring me another
cup!" He desperately suppressed the turmoil in his heart and sat down again.

The waiter hurriedly responded, saying that the customer had accidentally dropped the cup.

The people at the other tables stared at him for a moment. Seeing his luxurious clothes, delicate skin, and clear eyes, but lacking
any signs of internal energy, they concluded he was clearly not a martial arts practitioner. They then ignored him and resumed their drinking, eating, and conversation.

Little did they know that the place where Baoyu stored his internal energy was truly unbelievable—it was
on . Even he himself was confused about it, so how could others possibly know?

"By the way, where is Rou Shui Manor? Which sect
owns it ?"

The middle-aged man replied, "It's about a dozen feet from here, near Zitan Fortress. Rou Shui Manor is right next to it. It's the property of Cui Chaoyang, the big boss of the 'Chaoyang
Gambling House . Hearing that the heroes were going to besiege the demoness, he offered this manor,
saying it was quite comfortable and in a remote location, unlikely to alarm the court, thus avoiding a lot of trouble."

Shen Wenxing nodded and said, "I've heard of this man. Rumor has it he's quite greedy, but I didn't expect him to have such a chivalrous
heart, actually willing to contribute to the siege of the demoness."

The middle-aged man chuckled, "Isn't he just trying to curry favor with Alliance Leader Long? Besides, this deal is profitable
. He's a businessman, he's got a good shrewd mind."

Shen Wenxing said, "He's a businessman, there's nothing wrong with that." Although he said this, there was already a hint of disdain on his face
.

Baoyu was completely bewildered and very puzzled: "Isn't Cui Chaoyang A Yao's subordinate? How come he's providing convenience for
these people? Has he lost his mind? Oh no! He must have seen that they have many people and their power, and out
of fear, he's become a fence-sitter and a traitor! This is terrible! If my wife is still kept in the dark, then this will be extremely
bad !" He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, wishing he could go find Shen Yao immediately, but he was worried that leaving suddenly would
arouse suspicion from those people.

He no longer cared about the beauties; his mind was in turmoil. "Ah Yao went to seek
revenge on , and she was already in a precarious situation. Now, suddenly, these enemies have appeared. How can I possibly handle them? Especially
this 'Carefree Little Immortal,' judging from their boasting and flattery, he's definitely not someone to be trifled with! I must find
Ah Yao and tell her to escape far away. No matter what, she can't come back from the capital..." As he thought about this, he suddenly
felt a terrible headache. "If Ah Yao doesn't return to the capital, will I never see her again... Heavens! Why are
so many people suddenly appearing to make things difficult for my wife? God, what should I do!"

After a long while, he finally saw the people at those tables get up and leave their seats. After leaving the tavern, they heard a middle-aged man outside loudly
proclaiming , "Everyone, please follow Boss Zhou's carriage slowly. When we arrive at Rou Shui Manor, we'll treat you to fine wine." Then
came the sounds of men shouting and horses neighing, and the innkeeper's voice said, "Goodbye, esteemed guests. Please visit our humble
establishment ."

After waiting for a while, Baoyu heard the noise outside gradually subside. He paid his bill and hurried out, eager to find Shen
Yao. Suddenly, he was stunned: "I don't know where A Yao is right now. Where am I supposed to find her?"

Just as he was dumbfounded, he saw two people approaching. It was the middle-aged man who looked like a clerk and the blind
young man . Before he could dodge, it was too late. He quickly bent down and leaned against the wall, pretending to be drunk and vomiting.

The two had just come out of the latrine and hadn't noticed Baoyu. The middle-aged man said as they walked, "
Brother Murong, when will your 'debt collection team' arrive?"

The young man in brocade replied, "They left late; they probably won't arrive in the next couple of days. However,
there are many experts participating in the 'Demon-Slaying Assembly,' so whether they arrive or not isn't a big problem."

The middle-aged man asked, "After capturing the demoness, what do you think they'll do with her?" The young man

in brocade said, "They'll definitely take her to Luoyang and present her to Alliance Leader Long to avenge his son.
The White Lotus Sect has grown increasingly powerful in recent years. Now, Shaolin, Wudang, and the Beggars' Sect are all cowering, not daring to confront them
. In the martial world, I'm afraid only Alliance Leader Long can stand up and fight against them."

The middle-aged man suddenly lowered his voice and said, "..." "Brother Murong, are you willing to let them take that demoness away like this?" The young

man in brocade stopped and said, "Of course not! I dream of making that little demoness wish she were
dead ! Brother Lü, do you have any good plans?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I do have a plan, but whether it works or not depends on you, brother." The

young man in brocade was moved and said, "Brother Lü, please tell me quickly! As long as I can get that demoness into my hands, I'm willing
to do anything!"

The middle-aged man said sinisterly, "It's not too difficult. After capturing the demoness, someone will definitely raise the issue of who should escort her to
Luoyang . At that time, you should try your best to get the people from your Murong family's 'debt collection office' to handle it. In terms of strength, as long as Shen
Wenxing and Leng Ran don't fight, you'll probably get your wish. At that time, hehe...
a few hundred "Whether we travel fast or slow on the road, and what we do along the way, isn't it all up to you, brother?" The

young man in brocade robes exclaimed with delight, "Excellent! Excellent! Brother Lü, you truly possess wisdom surpassing Sui He and resourcefulness exceeding Lu Jia. When the time comes, I will..."
"Let's travel for three or five months. By the time we reach Luoyang, that vixen will be completely ruined, every inch of her body!
Hahaha!"

The middle-aged man laughed. "At that time, I only ask that you, my brother, don't forget your older brother and get a share too."

The young man in brocade robes trembled, gritting his teeth, "Definitely! Certainly! We brothers will repay our deep-seated hatred
together , a thousand times over, and we will definitely play with that vixen until she's thoroughly exhausted and ruined! Brother, do you know,
I still remember that little vixen's appearance clearly. In the past two years, every time I think of her, I want to sleep with a woman, and every time I sleep with
a woman, I want to try a new trick. At that time... I will make her try everything, hahaha!"

The middle-aged man just smiled sinisterly, "I'm afraid that vixen is still chaste and a tender virgin
." The

two men burst into obscene laughter, embraced, walked to the stable, mounted their horses, whipped them several times, and sped
away like lightning.

It turned out the middle-aged man was Lü Kun, the deputy head of "Dianhua Lou," one of the four great brothels of the time; the young man in brocade was
Murong Muxue, the "Plum Blossom Gentleman" of the "Murong Family"; and the fat man surnamed Zhou was
Zhou Yanzhang, the wealthy Suzhou tycoon known as "The Dead Man Speaks of Life." All three had harbored ill intentions towards Shen Yao in the past and suffered greatly as a result. They
had always held a grudge and plotted revenge. Recently, they somehow learned of Shen Yao's arrival in the capital and began stirring up trouble,
jointly planning this "Demon-Slaying Assembly."

Baoyu was already pale as a ghost, trembling uncontrollably, his heart pounding with fear: "What if A-Yao
falls into their hands? No, no, we absolutely cannot let them succeed!" "

Although the lecherous man was terrified, the thought of his beloved wife suddenly gave him a surge of courage: 'Even if it costs me
my life , I must save A-Yao!'

He suddenly thought, 'Since I don't know where to find A-Yao right now, why don't I go to Rou Shui Manor first and see
how those people plan to make things difficult for A-Yao, so I can have a plan?' He immediately left the tavern and used his lightness skill to
gallop towards Zi Tan Fort.

Before long, Bao Yu had caught up with the dozen or so riders. Afraid of being discovered, he
slowed and leaping on the treetops and leaves by the roadside, keeping pace closely.

Shen Wenxing rode alongside Lü Yixuan and Huang Yuling, not saying much along the way. Suddenly, he laughed and said,
'You two often say that the Wudang School's lightness skill is extremely wonderful, there's a move called something like "Ladder," isn't there?' '

It's called "Ladder Cloud Leap," you always deliberately forget it, do you look down on the Wudang School?'" "Lü
Yixuan glared at him and said.

Shen Wenxing said, "How dare I? It's just that what you all said sounded so amazing that I didn't quite believe it."

Huang Yuling said innocently, "I'm not kidding you. We saw Senior Brother Leng Ran demonstrate it with our own eyes. It was truly amazing
. He could actually turn in mid-air without any leverage."

Shen Wenxing made an exaggerated expression and clicked his tongue, "Really? In that case, Leng Ran of Wudang
must have better lightness skills than me."

Huang Yuling said bluntly, "Really, really. I'm not kidding you. Junior Brother, your swordsmanship is definitely
comparable to Senior Brother Leng's, but

your lightness skills are another story." Shen Wenxing smiled slightly and said, "Senior Sisters, look carefully."

Baoyu, who was galloping on the treetop, suddenly noticed an unridden horse in the crowd below and was very
puzzled : "How could this be?" "It seemed like everyone was riding them just now..." Suddenly, everything blurred before their eyes, and their bodies went limp
.

Hearing the rustling of leaves, everyone looked up and saw Shen Wenxing carrying someone as
he flew out . He made an incredible sharp turn in mid-air before gracefully landing, his movements elegant and beautiful.

The two women were speechless; they had been fellow disciples with this junior brother for many years, yet they had no idea he possessed such superb lightness skills.

Shen Wenxing calmly and casually tossed the person in his hands to the ground, lightly flicked a maple leaf from his clothes, and
smiled at the "Twin Swords of the Rainbow," saying, "Our sect's lightness skills aren't bad, are they? Don't underestimate yourselves, senior sisters."

The crowd then came to their senses and cheered loudly. Lü Kun even gave a thumbs-up, praising, "No wonder you're the leader of
the Ten Young Heroes, no wonder you're called 'The Carefree Little Immortal'! This kind of lightness skill is truly breathtaking!"

Shen Wenxing's face darkened, and he shouted at Baoyu on the ground, "Who are you? Why are you following us?" Baoyu

was dazed and confused, a branch had scratched his forehead, and blood was streaming down his face.
He was still bewildered and couldn't understand what had happened. Just as he was about to get up, Shen Wenxing stepped on his chest
and shouted, "Didn't you hear me? I'm asking you a question!"

Baoyu had never been so humiliated. He was both anxious and angry and said, "Let me up!"

Shen Wenxing said coldly, "Answer my question."

Baoyu's temper hardened, and he said stubbornly, "Let me up first!"

Shen Wenxing said, "Still being stubborn!" The foot pressing down on Baoyu's chest tightened slightly, making him see
stars and almost suffocate.

Lü Kun said, "This kid was at that tavern just now. When he heard we were going to surround and kill the demoness, he looked
flustered . Now he's following us again. Could it be... he's a spy for the White Lotus Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yixuan and Huang Yuling simultaneously drew their swords from their waists and crossed them against Baoyu's neck
.

Baoyu said in fear, "When the government arrests a criminal, they need to interrogate him carefully before sentencing him. Are you just going to kill people like this
?"

Lü Yixuan gritted her teeth and said, "The demons of the White Lotus Sect are wicked and immoral. If I ever encounter them, I always kill them with one sword
. What's there to ask?"

Baoyu immediately wilted, his face as white as a sheet of paper, and said, "I'm not a member of the White Lotus Sect. If you kill people indiscriminately, you're not
heroes."

Shen Wenxing, too lazy to waste words with him, stomped on his face and shouted, "Speak! Why have you been following us
all this way ? "

Baoyu was furious and grumbled from below, "This road isn't yours! Why can't I walk on it
?"

He had initially thought highly of this young hero, but now his impression changed drastically, finding his handsome face utterly
repulsive.

Lü Kun recalled that he and Murong Muxue had just come out of the latrine, and this kid had been vaguely nearby. He figured the boy had overheard their
conversation , and a malicious thought arose in his mind. He said to Shen Wenxing with a sinister look, "This kid is still trying to deny it;
he's definitely a member of the White Lotus Sect. We need to get going; let's just finish him off with a sword."

Lu Yixuan, always quick to condemn evil, replied, "Alright!" With a flick of her wrist, the sword blade silently pierced
Baoyu's neck...

Bright red beads of blood gushed from his skin, leaping merrily in the bright sunlight.

Chapter 84 The Demon-Slaying Assembly

A clang rang out, and the sharp sword that had cut into his skin bounced away. Lu Yixuan roared, "
What !"

Huang Yuling stammered, "Are we really going to kill him? What if he's not from the White Lotus Sect?" It turned out she
had deflected the fatal blow.

Lu Yixuan raised an eyebrow and glared, saying, "This kid has shifty eyes and keeps denying everything. If he's not
a villain from the White Lotus Sect, he's definitely not a good person!"

Huang Yuling said, "Killing him without understanding the situation? Be careful you don't get scolded by your master when you get back..."

Lu Yixuan said impatiently, "The demons of the White Lotus Sect are wicked and do all sorts of evil. If they stay in the world, they will only harm more good people. Killing
one is accumulating merit!"

Huang Yuling still wouldn't give in, turning to look at Shen Wenxing and saying, "Junior Brother Shen, what do you say?"

Baoyu was terrified, feeling extremely grateful to this young lady: "We are both beauties..." " How can one be so cruel, while the other is so soft-
hearted , so kind, so compassionate? Heaven above, I, Jia Baoyu, will
surely repay her

in the future." Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of her immediately, Shen Wenxing realized he couldn't just kill her so rashly. Otherwise, if word
got back to the martial arts world, it would be a disgrace to the word "chivalry." So he said
, "Let's hurry on our way. We'll take this little thief with us and interrogate him slowly when we reach Rou Shui Manor. If he really is a villain of the White Lotus Sect, we can kill him then." He then
lifted Baoyu from the ground and tossed him horizontally onto the back of his mount.

He was the most skilled martial artist among them and the son of the current leader of the Huashan Sect. Since he had made his decision, no
one dared to say anything. The group continued on their way.

In less than half an hour, the number of people heading towards Zitan Fortress increased, and most of them carried weapons, clearly
indicating they were all martial arts practitioners.

Hanging across the horse's back, his chest and belly pressed against the horse's spine, Baoyu was jostled about, nearly
vomiting . His hair and face were covered in a thick layer of dust kicked up by the horse's hooves. Dizzy and disoriented, he thought, "This time I'm truly
made of mud!" He cursed Shen Wenxing countless times in his heart: "Mud pig! Mud dog! Blockhead!
You call yourself a chivalrous hero of a prestigious sect, yet you're so indiscriminate!" Then he thought again, their capture
was indeed because he had followed them, so it wasn't fair to blame the guy for being "indiscriminate."

Suddenly, he felt the pace slow down, and he heard a commotion ahead. Someone called out, "Has Young Hero Shen of the Huashan Sect
arrived?"

Baoyu's face was pressed against the horse's belly, so he couldn't see who was speaking. He only felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but
he couldn't remember who it was.

Lu Kun shouted to the newcomers, "Indeed, this is Shen Wenxing, the leader of the Ten Young Heroes, 'The Carefree Little Immortal
,' and these two are Miss Lu and Miss Huang, 'The Twin Swords of the Rainbow.'" He then
introduced Shen Wenxing and the two women, "This is Boss Cui of the capital's number one gambling den."

Baoyu suddenly realized that the newcomer was Cui Chaoyang, and thought bitterly, "This guy really is a traitor,
trying to make things difficult for my wife with others! Ha, luckily I gave him a cuckold's horns first, otherwise I would have really lost out!"

The beautiful face of "Thousand-Handed Fairy" suddenly appeared uninvited, her alluring beauty surfacing before his eyes.

This lecherous man, still on horseback, reminisced about the scene behind the screen that day, and even in this situation, his heart still
fluttered.

Cui Chaoyang quickly dismounted and stood by the roadside, bowing respectfully. "Young Master Shen is a chivalrous and righteous young hero.
My friends in the martial world all speak highly of him. I have long admired him, but have never had the chance to meet him. Today, I have finally
fulfilled my wish."

Shen Wenxing remained on his horse, merely smiling faintly and nodding. "You're too kind, Boss Cui."

Cui Chaoyang didn't seem to mind, giving a thumbs-up to Lü Kun beside him and laughing, "To be able to invite
Young Master , Master Lü and Young Master Murong, you two really have a way with things!"

Lü Kun smiled, "It was a coincidence. Old Zhou heard that Young Master Shen was near the capital, so he hurriedly called us
to go and invite him. Although Young Master Shen had important business to attend to, upon hearing that this was..." " They readily agreed to the plan to surround and kill the demoness,"

said Cui Chaoyang. "That's true chivalry! With Young Hero Shen's willingness to come, our chances of success have increased
even further ..." His gaze swept over Baoyu, and he asked with slight surprise, "Eh? Who's that person behind Young Hero Shen? Why does he look so
strange?"

Shen Wenxing said, "This kid overheard our plan to surround and kill the demoness, and he's been following
us . He's probably a spy for the White Lotus Sect. He's immobilized me, and we'll interrogate him more thoroughly once we get to the manor."

Cui Chaoyang raised an eyebrow slightly, and said calmly, "Oh, from the White Lotus Sect? I'd like to see
if these demons really have two horns on their heads!" Saying this, he took two steps forward, reached out and lifted Baoyu's chin, and immediately exclaimed:
"Oh dear, isn't this Young Master Jia?"

Lü Kun frowned and said, "Does Boss Cui recognize this young man?"

Cui Chaoyang nodded and said, "This is the second young master Jia from the Rongguo Mansion in the capital. He had
tea at my manor half a month ago. He's not a member of the White Lotus Sect. You've all made a mistake."

Lü Kun said, "Boss Cui, you haven't mistaken him, have you?"

Cui Chaoyang said, "How could I be mistaken? We've had dealings before. Please, Young Hero Shen, release him."

Bao Yu was very puzzled: "Wasn't he going to join others in making things difficult for A Yao? Why is he helping
me now?"

Shen Wenxing was exceptionally talented, and at a young age, his martial arts were already extraordinary. Moreover, as the son of the current leader of the Huashan Sect, everything he
did since his debut was smooth sailing. He achieved early success. He had thus developed an arrogant and haughty attitude. Hearing Cui Chaoyang say, "You all
seem to have made a mistake," he felt displeased: "Hmph, if I release this brat now, it would make me look
rash ! You, a mere local bully, dare to challenge me?"

He immediately said, "This 'Demon-Slaying Assembly' is a matter of great importance, and the White Lotus Sect's henchmen are everywhere. It's
best to be cautious. Although this brat is from an official family, it's hard to guarantee he hasn't colluded with the evil cult.
It's not too late to make a decision after we've fully understood the situation."

Cui Chaoyang immediately laughed and said, "That's right, that's right. It's best to be careful. Young Master Shen's handling of matters is indeed very
prudent ."

He patted Baoyu's shoulder and said, "Second Young Master, don't worry, these people are all chivalrous figures in the martial world, they are determined... "
"I won't wrong an innocent person easily. Once the matter is clarified, I will release you." He

then smiled at the crowd and said, "My manor is just ahead. You all must be tired from your journey. Please come in and rest for a while. I will go and
greet some friends."

Lü Kun said, "Boss Cui, please go ahead with your business. We will take care of the young heroes of the Huashan Sect." The

group continued their journey, and after about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they arrived at Rou Shui Manor. A servant greeted them and led
them through corridors and courtyards to a large garden.

The garden was vast; the west side was a cluster of houses, the north side was backed by gentle hills, and a large
stream . The stream's water was not only exceptionally clear but also unusually gentle, with hundreds of wild
maple trees standing on the opposite bank, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

The garden was already bustling with people. Many tables and chairs were set up among the flowers and trees, laden with fruit and wine, and
many servants were attending to them.

The servant led them to their seats, respectfully saying, "Please rest for a moment and have some refreshments
and tea ."

Everyone responded and sat down.

Shen Wenxing slammed Baoyu heavily to the ground, coldly saying, "Stay put and behave yourself. If
you try to escape ." "His reputation was renowned, and his family background extraordinary. Before he had even settled in, many people
came to greet and pay their respects, all with extremely respectful expressions.

Baoyu had several pressure points pressed, and his limbs were numb and weak as he sat on the ground. He couldn't help but be obedient, so he could only look
around . He saw that the people in the garden were either fierce and menacing, or expressionless and unfathomable. There were monks, Taoists
, scholars, and laymen speaking all sorts of dialects. In addition to the common swords, knives, and clubs, they carried some strange and unfamiliar weapons
. His face grew increasingly grim, and he repeatedly exclaimed in his heart, 'Heavens! So many people want to make
things difficult for Ayao, and they all look more and more troublesome than the last!'" Huang

Yuling, with her soft heart, noticed that blood was still seeping from Baoyu's neck wound and felt a pang of
pity . After a while, seeing that no one was paying attention, she quietly went over, took out a snow-white
handkerchief from her bosom, and knelt down to bandage it for him. Her movements were extremely gentle and careful. She also noticed that the boy's eyes were slowly reddening, assuming he was
frightened, and said with a soft smile, "The wound is shallow, it's nothing serious."

Baoyu was so grateful that tears almost fell, and he hurriedly asked, "Good sister, what's your name?"

Huang Yuling's face flushed slightly, and she said, "Why do you ask?"

Baoyu said, "You just saved me, and now you're bandaging my wound. Knowing your name will help me
repay you in the future."

Huang Yuling smiled sweetly and said, "No need, as long as you're not a bad person, that's enough." Just as

Baoyu was about to declare that he was not a bad person, he suddenly heard Lü Yixuan call out, "Senior Brother Leng, you're here too!" Huang
Yuling turned her head and immediately beamed with joy.

Baoyu looked over and saw a man and a woman walking towards them. The man had sword-
like eyebrows and bright eyes, and an extraordinary air about him. He was none other than Leng Ran, one of the Ten Young Heroes of Wudang. The woman had rosy cheeks, a delicate face, and a pair of large, beautiful eyes.
She was Yin Lin, the daughter of Yin Zhenglong, the master of the Zhengxin Martial Arts School. Baoyu's heart quickened slightly. Suddenly, he realized that he was in such a
disheveled state , how could he let her see him? He quickly lowered his head.

The two women greeted Leng Ran and chatted and laughed for a while before remembering that they should introduce him to Shen Wenxing. Lü
Yixuan said, "My junior brother Shen is here too. Senior Brother Leng, would you like to see him?"

Leng Ran said, "I'm thinking about it for a moment." "It turns out that although he and Shen Wenxing were both listed among the Ten Young Heroes, the two had never
met before.

The two goddesses excitedly brought Leng Ran to Shen Wenxing. Huang Yuling said, "Junior Brother Shen, this is Senior Brother Leng Ran of
the Wudang Sect."

Lü Yixuan also introduced him to Leng Ran, "Junior Brother Shen Wenxing."

Baoyu looked from afar and saw that the two had very different expressions. Leng Ran greeted him with a cupped hand and a smile, while Shen Wenxing only returned the greeting with a
blank expression . He thought to himself, "The two have the same reputation and the same good looks, but their manners are worlds apart." Unconsciously

, his dislike for Shen Wenxing grew even stronger.

The garden was already quite crowded, yet servants continued to bring in new guests. Half an hour later, a
large group of people suddenly surged in from outside, personally accompanied by Cui Chaoyang.

Seeing the commotion in the garden, Baoyu strained his ears to listen to the conversation, only to discover that this group consisted of disciples of the Taishan Sect .
The seemingly insignificant, thin old man leading them was none other than Cheng Zhenxian, the Taishan Sect's leader, "Cloud Sea Red Sun." 　　After a brief commotion, Cui Chaoyang loudly proclaimed, "My humble abode has suffered much inconvenience; please forgive ." 　　He bowed to the surroundings and continued, "You have all traveled a long way to attend to the same important matter. Let's first hear a few words from the Taishan Sect's Grand Master Cheng." " 　　Cheng Zhenxian held a very high seniority among the heroes and was also the leader of a sect. Given his prestige and status , no one dared to object. The garden gradually quieted down as he spoke loudly: ' Everyone must know about the murder of the second son of the Dragon Alliance Leader at Longjin Ferry on the fifteenth of last month. Surely everyone knows who was responsible ?' 　　Immediately, many people in the crowd shouted: 'It was those demonic bastards from the White Lotus Sect! These sons of bitches are utterly depraved!' 　　'They're getting more and more arrogant! They even dared to touch the second son of the Dragon Alliance Leader. I wonder who will be the next victim ?' 　　'The second son of the Dragon Alliance Leader is a man of chivalry and righteousness. This blood debt must be repaid tenfold!' 　　Baoyu thought to himself, 'I wonder who this Dragon Alliance Leader is? The White Lotus Sect harmed his son, yet it has provoked so much anger among so many people. '" " 　　Cheng Zhenxian said, "Everyone has witnessed the actions of the White Lotus Sect in recent years. The bloodshed they committed this time is not only a challenge to the Dragon Alliance Leader, nor just a challenge to the Ten Provinces Martial Alliance, but also a challenge to the entire righteous path of the martial arts world. The ferocious faces of these monsters have finally been exposed!" His lips barely parted, yet his voice easily drowned out the clamor, allowing everyone in the garden to hear him clearly, clearly demonstrating his extremely profound internal strength. 　　The crowd exclaimed, "What exactly are they trying to do! Do they want to dominate the martial arts world?" 　　"Heh heh, didn't the Demonic Sect and the Sun Moon Divine Sect try to do the same thing in the past? And which of them ended up !" 　　"Keep dreaming, they are simply ignorant of their own limitations!" 　　Cheng Zhenxian said coldly, "You are all people of the martial arts world, it is not difficult to see the ambitions of the White Lotus Sect. If..."

" If we don't wake up and continue to be a disorganized bunch, each minding our own business, then we'll just have to wait for them to defeat us one by one!"

A surge of emotion rose in the garden. Someone shouted, "We must retaliate
! We must

strike back fiercely and utterly crush them!" "Let's join forces and wipe out those devilish bastards!"

Cheng Zhenxian's gaze slowly swept across the entire area, and he said, word by word, "Yes! We absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die! From
now on, only by uniting in our hatred of the enemy and working together can we avert this impending catastrophe."

He paused, then continued, "Although our sect is weak, we should still take the lead in this matter. Today, we've borrowed
Mr. Cui's space to discuss a major plan with everyone..."

He nodded to Cui Chaoyang beside him, who then said, "Next, please have Mr. Lü tell everyone some
important news." "

Lu Kun stepped out from the crowd and shouted, "We've received confirmed information:
Shen Yao, the 'Pure Lotus Envoy' of the White Lotus Sect, has arrived in the capital and is currently in a nearby town!"

The crowd, already knowing the general situation, eagerly asked, "So you're going to capture the White Lotus demoness?"

"This demoness has really arrived in the capital?"

"A great opportunity! This time, let the White Lotus Sect taste our power!"

"Let's hurry, don't let her escape!"

Lu Kun said, "This demoness holds a very high position in the White Lotus Sect, and legend has it that she is
the daughter of the former leader of the White Lotus Sect. Therefore… if we can capture her this time, we will surely severely damage the White Lotus Sect!"

The crowd shouted, "Capture her to avenge Young Master Long!"

"Tear her to pieces!"

"No, no, we'll take her to Luoyang and let Alliance Leader Long deal with her personally!" "

Lu Kun said, "The reason we invited everyone here today is to discuss this matter. You should know that the demoness holds a very high position in the White Lotus
Sect , and there must be many experts protecting her in the capital. We must plan carefully to avoid
failure at the last minute."

Cui Chaoyang said loudly, "Everyone has come from afar and must be tired from the journey. Please make yourselves at home with some food and wine..." He
raised a cup of wine high and continued, "The wine on your tables is a fine aged wine from the time-honored 'Yujingfang' in the capital.
It has been aged for thirteen years. Boss Zhou specially spent a lot of money to purchase two hundred jars, which are specially provided for this gathering.
Come ! Everyone, please enjoy yourselves and let's raise our cups to discuss the great plan to kill the demoness." "

Upon hearing this, the heroes raised their cups and drank heartily. The moment it entered their mouths, they found it exceptionally sweet and
refreshing—truly a fine wine. Praises echoed throughout the halls.

Cui Chaoyang, observing the joyous scene in the garden, smiled faintly.

*** *** *** ***

Dong Yiting stammered, "Lick it? How...how do you lick it?" Although deeply hypnotized, the girl's innate
shyness still caused her cheeks to flush.

The Green-Eyed Demoness asked, "You've never licked it?"

Tingting shook her head, whispering, "No."

Phoenix seemed quite surprised, glancing at Shi Rong, pointing at him with a smile, "Didn't this person ask you to lick it?"

The girl's face turned even redder, stammering, "I did, but...but he didn't want to. " Shi

Rong looked slightly embarrassed as Zi Ji, who was standing close to him, bit his earlobe and whispered, "You
really spoil this little beauty. If she doesn't want to, you give in to her. From now on, I won't want to either."

Phoenix leaned down and whispered in the girl's ear, "This thing, for us women, is the most wonderful treasure
in the world ."

Tingting asked, confused, "Is...is that so?"

The Green-Eyed Demoness said, "Therefore, you must learn how to cherish and love it, remember?" "Come on, let me teach you
how to lick it. First, hold it with your hand..."

Tingting did as she was told, timidly holding the man's huge penis.

The Blue-Eyed Demoness continued, "Okay, open your mouth and gently touch and rub it with your lips..."

The girl moved her head forward in a daze, her soft, tender cherry lips touching the tip of the big penis.

Shi Rong quickly became aroused. He had coaxed this little beauty many times, wanting her to serve him with her mouth, but she
was always rejected because of her shyness and timidity. However, he doted on her and couldn't bear to force her, so he had never been able to experience the taste of her little
cherry lips He didn't expect that today he would finally get his wish.

Phoenix said, "Very good. Next, you need to lick it with your tongue. Hmm, stick your tongue out, quickly...
Right, start licking from its big head first... Little by little, slowly lick it..."

Shi Rong lowered his head to watch how the girl licked him, his breathing gradually becoming heavy. This little beauty's
oral skills were certainly far inferior to those of the great demons like Zi Ji and Bai Ou, but that genuine and pure
shyness , that delicate and timid awkwardness, possessed a unique and extremely alluring charm.

Phoenix continued to instruct, "Tingting, look, isn't there a little eye on the top of its big head?" "Go lick it
, with the tip of your tongue... Oh, and dig it out little by little, don't use too much force..."

Shi Rong tilted his head back, almost moaning with pleasure.

Zi Ji clung tightly to him, her eyes fixed on the breathtakingly beautiful sight below.

The Green-Eyed Demoness said in a sweet voice, "Alright, stop licking this little hole all the time, or a man won't be able to handle it.
See the little groove on the neck of that big head?" "Put your tongue in and lick carefully... This place,
you can use a little force..."

Upon hearing this, Shi Rong felt a burning desire ignite within him, and his white jade whip seemed to grow even
thicker under the gaze of the three beauties, standing tall like a pillar supporting the sky.

After a while, the Green-Eyed Demoness said breathlessly, "What a clever little girl, you learn so well and so quickly
. Keep licking down, lick this big treasure until it's completely wet and soaked..." She then instructed the girl to lick
the shaft, the base, and even the pair of plump scrotums hanging at the base of the man's penis...

But as she went further, the girl suddenly refused, timidly murmuring, "No, not there, it's... it's so dirty, Tingting
doesn't want to."

The Green-Eyed Demoness gently pressed a palm on the top of her head, her voice as soft as a spring breeze, but asked, "
Who ?"

Tingting felt a wave of extreme dizziness and weakly said, "Who... who is he?" "

The Jade-Eyed Demoness said, 'He is your master in this life. From now on, you shall call him Master. You must obediently obey
whatever , understand?'

Tingting replied listlessly, 'I understand.'

Phoenix pointed at Shirong and said, 'Call him that.'"

Tingting stared blankly at the man standing before her, murmuring as if in a dream, "Master."

Seeing her empty, lifeless eyes, Shi Rong couldn't help but ask, "Little Phoenix, did you hurt her?"

The Green-Eyed Demoness smiled disdainfully and whispered, "Don't worry, besides making this little beauty more obedient, not
a single hair will be harmed… Order her to try."

Shi Rong's heart pounded. He told the girl, "Keep licking downwards."

This time, Tingting obediently licked as instructed, her beautiful face buried deep within the man's crotch, her soft,
moist tongue teasing that most sensitive spot.

Shi Rong groaned, closing his eyes in ecstasy. A
clear bead appeared on the tip of his penis, swaying gently with the trembling of the massive shaft.

Phoenix noticed this out of the corner of her eye, unconsciously biting her lip. Suddenly, she reached out and scraped the clear
bead , grinning as she brought it to her sister's lips.

With a dazed look in her eyes, Zi Ji took a sip with a soft, nasal voice.

Shi Rong lightly scratched the woman's fingernails, sending
shivers down his spine. He opened his eyes and witnessed the two women's lewd and passionate play. His pent-up lust erupted like a volcano. He
pulled the little beauty from between his legs, pressed her onto the soft blanket without a word, lifted her skirt, and tore off her thin
underpants spread her white, pink legs with his knees, pressed his swollen, red, and shiny penis against her vulva,
and before it was even soaked with her juices, he thrust it into her tender flesh...

Tingting let out a delicate, pitiful cry, tears instantly streaming down her face. She desperately pushed against the man, crying out,
"No! It hurts, Ting'er, it hurts so much!"

Shi Rong seemed to ignore her, his hands tightly gripping her waist and hips, thrusting relentlessly deeper
until two-thirds of his penis was inside, the head of it pressing against a smooth, tender little flesh, before he paused slightly.

Tingting cried out, "Big brother, I don't want to anymore! Tingting doesn't want to play anymore!" In the midst of the excruciating pain, the hypnotic effect weakened
slightly , and she called out the name she had used for Shirong before.

The Blue-Eyed Demoness placed her palm on her head again and said slowly, "He is your master, you must call him
master !"

Tingting's eyes rolled back, and a wave of extreme dizziness washed over her. She trembled uncontrollably and said, "M-Master,
I...I don't want to anymore! It hurts...it hurts so much..."

The Blue-Eyed Demoness's voice seemed to come from afar and then she continued, "Since he is your master, you must obediently endure it.
No matter how your master treats you, you cannot resist in the slightest. Do you understand?"

Tingting said listlessly, "I...I understand...I can't resist...I won't resist..." Although
she was still trembling all over from the pain, she dared not push the man away with her hands anymore, and only gripped the soft carpet on the ground tightly.

Shi Rong had previously had to use all sorts of tricks to please this young beauty before he could enjoy her company
and absorb her rare and pure yin energy. Now, seeing the scene before him, a wicked desire surged from the depths of his heart
, and he immediately began to thrust violently, deliberately causing great pain and injury.

Tingting was very young and had never been properly cherished and nourished, so how could she withstand such a fierce onslaught? She was in excruciating
pain , her cries of agony rising and falling.

Zi Ji rarely saw her master so unrestrained, and a tremor ran through her heart. She passionately embraced the man from behind,
panting softly, "So you're this ruthless!"

Shi Rong buried his head in his hands, wantonly ravaging the little beauty beneath him, and sneered, "Don't be jealous, I'll give
you a taste of your own medicine later."

Kong Que'er let out a soft cry, suddenly feeling something fall from beneath her flower, warm and slippery, sticking to her inner thighs. Distressed, she
pressed her jade-like body tightly against the man, kneeling behind him to fuel his passion.

Feng Huang'er stared intently at the wondrous sight at their point of contact, seeing the crimson, blood-red giant turtle appear and disappear, its veined, angry
stem thrusting and pounding, causing the girl's blood to churn and her juices to splash. Her breathing grew increasingly rapid, and for a moment she forgot to continue
casting the hypnotic spell.

Tingting's cries gradually subsided, her face flushed crimson, her expression shifting from extreme pain to a mixture of bitterness and pleasure. Her two
snow-white legs, adorned with tattered silk threads, restlessly bent and straightened, causing the soft fur on the blanket to sway wildly.

Shi Rong felt the flower path slippery as oil, and discovered that the tender flesh deep within was hardening, knowing that her suffering had finally
ended . His heart grew even wilder, and he suddenly sat up straight, picked the girl up, and
began to fondle her, playing the "Guanyin sitting on a lotus."

Tingting babbled incessantly, her childlike face suddenly gaining a captivating
allure , her eyes and brows radiating a spring-like charm that seemed inappropriate for her age. Not to mention what men would think, even
the two concubines couldn't help but feel a stirring in their hearts.

Biji laughed and said, "She's so alluring at such a young age, what will she be like in a few years! Shirong, why don't you give her
to me as my disciple?"

Apart from calling Shirong "Sect Master" when they first met, she had only addressed him as "you" or "brother-in-law" since then, but
now she was calling him by his name again.

Shi Rong blurted out, "Great! Raise a little phoenix for me! Wonderful!"

Upon hearing this, Phoenix's heart pounded. Her beautiful green eyes glanced at his handsome face, and her thoughts drifted back to the Southern Frontier five years ago...
Suddenly

Zi Ji giggled and said sweetly, "Sister, I was telling you that someone has always had you in their heart. I
wasn't lying, was I? Look, I let it slip!"

Chapter 85 Reliving Old Dreams

The Green-Eyed Demoness blushed and reached out to pinch Peacock's mouth, but Shi Rong suddenly grabbed her wrist and
pulled her to his side, laughing, "She wasn't lying to you. I've always..."

Phoenix quickly covered his mouth with her soft hand and said coquettishly, "I don't want to hear it! I didn't know!" Peacock

said emotionally, "Sister, since you're here, don't go back to the Southern Frontier..." Then she turned to
Shi Rong and said coquettishly, "Is that alright?"

Shi Rong's face stiffened slightly, and he was speechless for a moment. This woman controlled a third of the power in the Southern Frontier
, a crucial pawn planted by the Holy Gate in a vital location.
She couldn't be moved lightly. Moreover, Chen Jianyu was about to make a major move; losing her would be

tantamount to losing an arm. The Green-Eyed Demoness, seeing this, suddenly pointed at Tingting and laughed, "Oh dear, this little beauty seems about to be lost! Quickly,
give her a few more hard blows, let me also witness the legendary pure Yin essence."

Shi Rong was happy to change the subject, taking the opportunity to wreak havoc. In his excitement, he even touched the girl's slightly pointed and thin...
His snowy buttocks were lifted above her belly, peeling the entire tender shell from his towering pillar. As he thrust down,
it seemed to bury the raging shaft to the very root.

Tingting screamed instantly, a strange, aching pain throbbing within her, yet also a feeling of unparalleled pleasure. She trembled, her head shaking,
her hair flying wildly, as if her soul had flown away.

Ziji suddenly noticed the girl's smooth, snowy belly bulging with each thrust. Thinking about it,
she was utterly captivated. Reaching out, she touched the head of his penis through the girl's skin, her voice trembling with astonishment: "Heavens!
It's reached all the way! Look!"

Phoenix's breasts heaved, her delicate body pressed tightly against Shirong, her jade arms unconsciously encircling the man's waist.

Shi Rong looked down at his masterpiece, his lust growing even more intense. He gripped the girl's breasts and thrust faster and faster
, each stroke more brutal than the last, slamming her tender, delicate flower core against the head of his rock-hard rod
.

Tingting struggled violently, shaking her head as if trying to escape something deep within her bones, trembling and sobbing,
"Master... I... I... it's sore... sore... ah!" Her slender waist arched
upwards , reaching its limit, and a stream of dazzling white fluid gushed from the man's plugged opening
, filling the room with fragrance.

Shi Rong groaned, feeling his entire penis go numb. He quickly pressed the head against her flower core, secretly channeling his energy
to absorb it. If not for his Yuan-locking technique, he would have already ejaculated.

Phoenix felt a chill run down her spine: "The essence of pure Yin is indeed extraordinary. Putting aside its
miraculous effects, the mere fragrance alone is enough to make one's soul melt!"

After a while, Shi Rong placed the girl, who had melted into a ball, on the soft blanket. Holding his imposing and menacing member
, he laughed, "Which of you sisters will go first?"

Peacock secretly pinched his waist and said, "Of course, it's my elder sister. She's come from afar; consider this a welcome
feast ."

Shi Rong said, "That makes sense." His starry eyes gazed at the beautiful woman with emerald eyes beside him. Phoenix

cried out in panic, "I don't want to!" She tried to struggle to get up, but the man pressed her down onto the blanket without a word
.

Shi Rong's lips roamed over her hair and ear, while his hand reached down to her waist to loosen her sash.

Zi Ji also joined him, giggling as she caressed her sister's breasts.

Phoenix's face flushed crimson, and she snapped, "You two must be crazy! Let me up!" Her emerald eyes
glared at the man, then quickly glanced at Peacock.

Shi Rong, seeing this, froze.

Zi Ji suddenly laughed, "Stop pretending! Do you think I know nothing? Today is just a
reunion , no need for pretense."

Phoenix retorted, "Little Peacock, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Zi Ji reached out and lightly pinched her cheek, smiling, "Nonsense? After the Jade Waterfall incident,
I wonder who said to whom, 'This is the only time, and there won't be another.' Hmph!"

Shi Rong and Phoenix were instantly stunned, their faces showing embarrassment.

Phoenix stammered, "How...how did you know...that he told you?"

Peacock shook her head, giving Shi Rong a sidelong glance, and said, "He wouldn't confess. It's just that I happened to be there that day
picking 'Dreamweaver Grass,' and I got there before you."

Phoenix panicked, blurting out, "But we...how come I didn't see you?"

Peacock laughed, "You were all so infatuated back then, how could you possibly notice me?"

Phoenix's face flushed red and then paled, saying, "So you knew all along, sister...sister is so sorry
..."

Zi Ji suddenly stopped laughing, interrupting her, "Good sister, how could I not know how you feel about Rong Lang?
Back then, you were willing to give him to me, but I didn't consider your feelings at all, and comfortably followed him back to
the Central Plains . Over the years, whenever I think of you being left all alone in the Southern Frontier, I...I just...
just..." As she spoke, her eyes reddened.

Shi Rong was stunned. He couldn't help but hug the two beauties tightly and coaxed them softly, "Alright, alright
, now that we're all in the capital, we're finally reunited!"

Kong Que'er, with tears in her eyes, said coquettishly, "It's all your fault! You're so greedy! You secretly tried to have your way with
both of us! You've made us sisters so sad. Don't you think you deserve to be punished?"

Shi Rong smiled and said, "It's my fault! It's my fault! You deserve to be punished! I'll accept whatever punishment you give me..."

Kong Que'er stopped crying and smiled. Her eyes darted around, and she whispered in the man's ear, "Alright, then I'll punish you like
you did you were carving the jade waterfall. You have to kiss every inch of my sister's body with your mouth, not missing a single spot."

Upon hearing this, Shi Rong immediately agreed, "I accept the punishment. I'll do it right away!" He then
began to kiss the green-eyed beauty beneath him like raindrops.

Phoenix let out a sweet cry and called out affectionately, "Little peacock, my little peacock!"

Zi Ji also called out sweetly, "Sister." She moved her body up and leaned down from the man's shoulder,
covering Bi Ji's mouth with her red lips. At this moment, the sisters' misunderstandings were completely resolved, and this kiss was truly inseparable
and inseparable .

Shi Rong kissed the woman's fair neck, then lifted her collar, loosened her bodice, and began licking from her deep collarbone down
to her full breasts. He lingered on the two delicate red
mounds , burying his face in them and licking them carefully until all the saliva was gone. Only then did
his burning tongue leave the nipples and continue its search for other hidden gems. In the blink of an eye, it slipped into her alluring navel...

Peacock lowered her head and whispered in her sister's ear, "Was it like this that day?"

Phoenix felt a moment of disorientation, as if she had returned to that beautiful, fairy-tale-like waterfall. The man on top of her had transformed into
the dashing young man of yesteryear, still savoring her body inch by inch with thirst. She felt
as if she were in a dream , and a sudden warmth spread through her, making her whole body go limp.

Peacock received no reply. Looking up, she saw Phoenix's emerald eyes were hazy, her cheeks as red as peach blossoms, a captivating
sight. She bit her lip and said, "His tongue has always been so wicked..." Suddenly, she saw her sister tremble,
her head tilting back. She quickly turned to look down, only to find the man's handsome face buried in her flower-like mound.

Shi Rong emerged from his playful embrace, his burning lips brushing against the soft, dense grass, finally arriving at the peach blossom paradise he had visited years before
. He took a deep breath and gently pressed his hand against the plump, jade-like vulva covered in strands of nectar, his thumbs slowly...
With a flick of the wrist, the beautiful scene from my memory suddenly came into view again. I saw tender red petals trembling and delicate flesh wriggling,
all bathed in a thin layer of dew, which was breathtaking.

Like the Purple-Haired Enchantress, the Green-Eyed Demoness cultivated the seductive arts of the Holy Sect. Having served
countless , she had experienced all sorts of alluring and decadent scenes. But this one playful encounter with her former lover made her heart pound as if it would leap out
of her chest. It was as if she had returned to her girlhood, experiencing her first taste of love. With a soft moan, she shyly begged,
"No, no... don't look anymore."

How could Shi Rong listen? He kneaded her clammy vulva a few times with his fingers, and then found a fleshy bud as plump as a baby's finger among the tender flesh
. Remembering that this was the most sensitive part, he pinched it gently, and immediately heard the beauty's trembling moan. He also saw
the spring tide suddenly rise in her creek, just like in the past. His heart burned like fire, and he couldn't help but cover it with his lips, wantonly sucking and licking it.

Biji's delicate body trembled slightly. Just as she was losing her strength from the beauty, she suddenly felt the man below
forcefully insert a hot thing into her tender passage. Although it was not as hard and thick as some other things, it had a different kind of deadly dexterity and
playfulness , gently teasing every secret crevice and corner. Her limp body immediately tensed up, and she moaned,
"Xiao Rong, you...you are still...still so...so bad...I...you hurry...um...come...
come on!"

Seeing that she could not control herself, Shi Rong licked her even more vigorously, as if he wanted to lick the most delicate
thing deep in her flower palace. His handsome face pressed forward with all his might, sticking with the warm and smooth substance.

Phoenix, completely forgetting that Zi Ji was beside her, reached out and grabbed the man's hair, urging, "You little rascal,
you're so impatient again, come here!"

Shi Rong seemed to ignore her, his burning tongue withdrawing from the flower path, his hot lips covering the plump, tender
tip of the jade clam, sometimes gently holding it, sometimes sucking it forcefully, sometimes smacking it slightly, sometimes lightly biting it, using all the enchanting techniques he had learned over the years, making
the woman drool with pleasure.

Phoenix'er pleaded and begged, but to no avail. Her jade-like body seemed to melt away. In her anxiety, she suddenly remembered her family's
signature skill. She immediately channeled her inner power, unleashing a hundred different kinds of alluring charm. She said in a soft, sweet voice, "You little
rascal, listen to me... You have to listen to your sister... Get up... I'm coming..."

Upon hearing this, Shi Rong was momentarily dazed. This time, he obediently got up and climbed up from under the woman.
His gaze met her dreamlike green eyes, and he was completely captivated.

Phoenix'er's eyes flickered with ever-changing green light. She panted seductively, "Take me now." Her two alabaster
legs were already wrapped around the man's waist.

As if receiving a royal decree, Shi Rong gazed intently at her strangely alluring face. With a
powerful thrust, his burning-hot member plunged into her tender vulva, reaching the bottom in an instant. The hard head picked out an exceptionally plump and exquisite thing, causing him to
grimace .

Bi Ji, as if struck by lightning, let out a trembling cry, her delicate body arching sharply, her jade arms tightly embracing the man's
neck .

Shi Rong, after a vigorous and intense ordeal, found his gaze like iron meeting a magnet,
unable to leave her emerald eyes for a moment, no matter how much he tossed and turned.

Feng Huang'er also gazed deeply at him, her snow-white body passionately yielding to his charms. Occasionally, she would slightly raise her jade chin, enticing
the man to bow his head and kiss her softly; at other times, she would embrace his waist and buttocks, provoking him to unleash his wild abandon, thrusting and
pounding with desire.

Ziji, who had already let it go, couldn't help but feel a pang of
jealousy She thought sourly, "Could it be that they've only cheated on each other once?" A mischievous thought suddenly arose in her mind, and she began
to push and shove Shirong hard from behind, wanting to make her lovely yet jealous older sister ejaculate quickly.

Shirong, already exceptionally vigorous, was now even more powerful, his thrusts like a thunderbolt, each stroke of his hammer hitting
the bottom of the mortar, making the woman's plump and tender member tremble and bounce lively.

Although Phoenix had experienced countless pleasures and been with many men, Shi Rong was extraordinary in her heart. Now, after a long
separation , their feelings were overwhelming. Moreover, his jade pestle was a rare treasure. After a hundred thrusts,
she felt a tingling sensation and a slight pleasure. Waves of pleasure surged into her heart, making her feel weak and her eyes moist. The power of the "Soul-Binding
Technique " immediately diminished.

Shi Rong's "Moonlight True Qi" suddenly reacted, resisting the attack on its own. His mind cleared
considerably , and he laughed, "Good! You dare to secretly use your methods against this sect master? Let's see how I deal with you!" He suddenly
straightened up, pressing his hands down on the woman's waist and hips. His penis abruptly changed angle, thrusting diagonally upwards.
After , it found the itchy vein at the top of her flower path and immediately sent a barrage of thrusts into that fleshy wall...

Bi Ji was instantly dumbfounded, so aroused she almost urinated, while deep inside, she craved the man's penetration the most.
In this place, she was now being neglected, so she had no choice but to force herself to continue using her evil magic to bewitch Shi Rong.
Her voice became increasingly soft and seductive, "Listen to me...you have to listen to me...quickly change back to how you were before...that's
better...quickly..."

Unexpectedly, Shi Rong was already on guard this time. He quickly closed his eyes, secretly using his profound power to resist, and laughed, "I won't!" His
"Moonlight Essence" was a peerless divine skill on par with the "Phoenix Nirvana Technique." Although he had not yet mastered the final
level, it was already beyond the reach of the Green-Eyed Demoness's "Soul-Binding Technique."

Phoenix gritted her teeth and said, "You little thief, if you have the guts, look into my eyes again!"

Shi Rong stubbornly resisted the bewitching voice and said with a grin, "This time I won't fall for it!"
Below, the iron spear danced, each strike tickling his itch.

In truth, which woman wouldn't enjoy this intoxicating pleasure? But the woman was at a crucial moment, only hoping to release her pent-up desire.
Seeing that she could no longer control the man, her heart burned with anxiety. Suddenly, she arched her back, wrapped her pink arms around Shi Rong's head,
and whispered in his ear, "Don't... don't use your internal energy to resist. Just listen to me
... I'll give you a big gift later..."

Hearing her mention the gift again, Shi Rong became increasingly curious and asked, "What big gift?"

Bi Ji became anxious and scolded, "I'm... I'm going to cum, you big bad guy!"

Shi Rong dared not tease this woman who had captivated the Southern Frontier any longer. He immediately thrust in again, repeatedly probing her
plump heart, each thrust as powerful as a hammer and as swift as a shooting star.

Phoenix was already stunningly beautiful, and now, drenched in fragrant sweat, her snow-white body glistened as if coated with oil, making her even more alluring
. She murmured, "Look into my eyes... relax... don't use your inner energy...
not ... just listen to me... let me bewitch you... let Phoenix lead you into another wonderful
world..."

Shi Rong knew this woman would never harm him, and hearing her incredibly alluring moans, he released his
Moonlight Mystic Art and gazed at her captivating green eyes. He was instantly mesmerized, surrendering his soul and indulging
in unrestrained pleasure.

Phoenix's eyes shone with a strange and mysterious light, her voice soft and gentle as she continued, "That's it...that's it
...that's it...I'll let you taste a wonderful sensation you've never experienced before...come...deeper...
um...a little higher...just a little more...it's wonderful...this is it...faster..."

Shi Rong's mind was now completely under her control, deeply immersed in the illusion, foolishly following her instructions
, and the sensations indeed grew increasingly exquisite.

Zi Ji savored her sister's seductive whispers, unconsciously placing her hand on her inner thigh. Her two slender fingers,
through her skirt, pressed against the silver bead embedded in the jade vulva, playfully kneading its delicate clitoris…

Phoenix felt a euphoric sensation every time the man touched her sensitive spot, her voice growing increasingly urgent, “
You …so good…faster…faster…ah…deeper…deeper…want
more…deeper…ah ah…ah…faster…you want it too, don’t you…you can’t hold back either
…come…let’s…come out together…faster…faster! Ah!” With a final scream
, she finally succumbed.

Shi Rong, too, was lured to the brink of collapse, showered with that thick, warm nectar, instantly ejaculating a torrent of pleasure
, the sensation and wonder of which were unprecedented.

*** *** *** ***

The scenery around Rou Shui Manor was beautiful. The heroes enjoyed the view and drank, feeling quite pleased with themselves. Suddenly, one of them shouted, "Drinking
fine wine and slaying a demoness, what a delightful thing in life! I wonder which town the demoness is in? When shall we go and capture her?"

Many people were thinking the same question, and all their eyes turned to Cui Chaoyang.

Cui Chaoyang smiled and said, "I am merely offering a small favor. The organizers of this gathering are Mr. Lü,
Young Master Murong, and Boss Zhou. We will have to ask them for the specifics."

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze turned to Lü Kun and the others.

Lü Kun's face showed a slight embarrassment. After a while, he said, "To be honest, that demoness's whereabouts are very mysterious.
Our men lost track of her yesterday..."

A commotion immediately broke out among the crowd. Even Cheng Zhenxian only found out at this moment. His face was as cold as frost, and sighs of
shock .

"That vixen got away?"

"How could this happen? Damn it!"

"Such a golden opportunity wasted like this? Quickly send people to look for her again!"

"Damn it, without the demoness, what's the point of this 'Demon-Slaying Assembly'?!"

Baoyu exclaimed joyfully, "Heaven has eyes! Heaven has eyes! Heaven has finally done
something ."

Lü Kun raised his hands in a reassuring gesture, saying, "Everyone, don't worry. The demoness has only temporarily
disappeared, but we have spies spread throughout the area within hundreds of miles of that town. I believe
we'll find her again soon. Besides..."

A burly man with a full beard, as tall as a tower, shouted from the crowd, "Besides my ass! The demoness must have received
word that we were going to capture her, so she secretly escaped. Now that we're on guard, how could she easily reveal
her tracks ! How can you be so unreliable? If you had told me earlier, I would have gone after the demoness, and we wouldn't
have let her get away!"

It turned out that the man was none other than Ying Qishan, the "Demon Hunter," feared by the underworld of several provinces in East China. Lü Kun smiled and
said , "Master Ying, please calm down. Actually, we haven't completely lost track of the demoness..."

Ying Qishan impatiently interrupted, "What do you mean by 'not completely'? You're speaking so coyly, like a
woman ."

Lü Kun said, "Although we've temporarily lost track of the demoness, we've captured one of her subordinates.
Perhaps we can get something out of him..."

The crowd stirred again. Ying Qishan said, "Which demon is it? What's his identity? If he's just a
nobody , we won't get anything useful out of him."

Lü Kun said, "That demon is very skilled in martial arts. He was injured and stranded at the inn. Even so, we lost seven people
trying capture him. He's definitely not an ordinary nobody..." He
gestured to his attendants, and a moment later, two men came in carrying a man with short limbs, resembling a dwarf, and
walked to the open space in the center of the garden.

Although they were far apart, Baoyu recognized the man at a glance. It was Jiang Long, one of
the five "Rat Vanguard." His heart immediately jumped.

Jiang Long's face was ashen, and he looked listless,
being carried acupuncture.

Lü Kun asked, "Does anyone recognize him?"

Everyone shook their heads. It turned out that the "Five Vanguard Generals" belonged to the Bliss Valley and rarely traveled the martial world, so
few people knew them.

Lü Kun shouted, "What is your name? What is your position in the White Lotus Sect?"

Jiang Long weakly replied, "Just a nobody. Kill me or do whatever you want. What's with all the nonsense?"

Lü Kun sneered, "Do you think we'll let you off easily just because you say you're a nobody? Let me ask you, where did that demoness
escape to?"

Jiang Long raised his face slightly and remained silent.

Lu Kun said, "Don't be ungrateful! Today, all the heroes of the world have gathered here. It's only a
matter of time before your master is beheaded and executed. If you repent, you might save your life!"

Jiang Long chuckled, his gaze sweeping across the entire scene. He said contemptuously, "Heroes of the world? A bunch of rabble
dare to call themselves heroes! Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

The crowd roared angrily. Someone shouted, "Kill this monster! Don't waste your breath on him!"

"Bullshit! You're about to die and you still dare to talk back! Kill him!"

After the shouts subsided, Jiang Long laughed again, "With your bunch of bastards, you dare to make things difficult for my
young lady ? That's what you call being so ignorant even when you're about to die!"

Murong Muxue stepped out from beside Lu Kun, drew her long sword with a clang, pointed it at his neck, and said coldly:
"Now that you're in our hands, you have no choice but to answer! I'll ask you one more time, where is the demoness now?"

Baoyu's heart leaped into his throat, and suddenly he felt a warmth in his chest; that mysterious yet familiar current had quietly flowed...
Now, as if spring water were irrigating his body, several sealed acupoints felt a strange soreness and numbness.

Jiang Long looked at the person pointing the sword at him, and suddenly exclaimed, "Eh?" He said, "This must be the
'Young Master Yimei' of the Murong family, right? When did your eyes disappear?"

Murong Muxue angrily said, "Isn't it thanks to your master! Tell me where she is?" The tip of her sword flicked diagonally, and she had already
deeply pierced Jiang Long's left shoulder, causing a large spray of blood to erupt.

A few drops of blood splattered on Jiang Long's chin, but he seemed oblivious, laughing, "Why would our young lady care about these
dog eyes? I wonder if Young Master Murong would be willing to teach me?"

Murong Muxue's forehead veins bulged, and with a flick of her wrist, she stabbed him in the right shoulder again, shouting, "Stop your
nonsense! Quickly tell me where the demoness is! Otherwise, I'll make sure you have another transparent hole!"

Bao Yu inwardly groaned, "In this situation, why does Uncle Jiang have to provoke this guy?" He gripped
the table legs, managing to stand up shakily. Everyone else was focused on the scene, and no one
glanced .

Jiang Long, covered in blood and swaying precariously, forced himself to speak loudly, "Since Young Master Murong is
too embarrassed to say it, then I, Jiang, will recount it for you. That day…"

Murong Muxue's facial muscles twitched, and she snarled, "You're courting death!" With a swift movement, the tip of her sword
pierced .

Cheng Zhenxian shouted, "Leave them alive!"

Baoyu was shocked and cried out, "No!" His energy surged, and the acupoints that had been sealed suddenly
opened, allowing him to leap towards the center of the arena like a bird.

Murong Muxue had been blind for a long time, but her hearing was extremely sharp. Hearing the sound of a strong wind coming from her left rear, she thought
someone was attacking. Without thinking, she thrust out her sword with a backhand, using the essence of the Murong family's vast sword techniques
, "Returning Wind and Willow."

Baoyu was in mid-air when he suddenly saw the sword tip thrusting towards him. He instinctively sank
down, easily dodging the attack, but almost crashing into Murong Muxue. He cried out again, "Don't hurt anyone!"

Murong Muxue was startled and clenched her left fist, striking the attacker's side with lightning speed.

Baoyu cried out in pain and instinctively thrust out with his palm, also striking the attacker's right shoulder.

Murong Muxue groaned and stumbled backward, her long sword slipping from her grasp and clattering
to the ground.

Everyone in the garden was startled and shouted, "Who's there?"

"Who is this kid?"

"He's no good, actually ambushing Young Master Murong!"

Lü Kun, having now clearly seen him, was greatly surprised: "Didn't he immobilize Shen Wenxing? How is he
still so lively?" He immediately yelled, "Don't let this kid get away! He's also
a villain !"

Clangs rang out, and many people drew their weapons.

Baoyu, who had never encountered such a scene before, stood there dumbfounded, his face drained of color.

Chapter 86 A Battle of Wits Among

the Crowd Seeing the commotion around him, Baoyu was frightened and hurriedly shouted, "Please don't misunderstand, everyone! I...
I'm not a member of the White Lotus Sect!"

Someone demanded, "Not a member of the White Lotus Sect? Then why did you attack Young Master Murong?"

Baoyu replied, "I was afraid he might hurt...hurt this uncle." Seeing Jiang Long swaying, he quickly stepped forward
to support him.

Jiang Long, seeing him clearly, was startled and whispered, "Don't worry about me."

"What uncle! This man is a demon of the White Lotus Sect! Kill him, so what!" someone shouted
.

Baoyu stammered, "Human life is of paramount importance, how can we take it away so easily..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted, "The world of martial arts is a life of constant danger, people
lose . Since this guy is a demon from the White Lotus Sect, there's nothing to pity about him!"

Baoyu mustered his courage and said, "Even highway robbers, if they're brought to court, aren't necessarily sentenced to death. The Buddha
said, 'All living beings, whether sentient or not, are subject to the law.' Even insects cannot be harmed, let alone humans?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of "Damn it!" erupted from all around.

"Damn it! Where did this brat come from!"

"Damn it! Who is this kid from?"

"Damn it! What is this kid saying? Is he even from the White Lotus Sect?"

"Any villain from the White Lotus Sect deserves to die!"

The crowd had only been patiently listening to him now because they had seen him defeat "Young Master Yimei" Murong Muxue in one move.

Baoyu said, "Although there are some bad people in the White Lotus Sect, it doesn't mean that everyone is a bad person..."

Suddenly, he had a sudden inspiration and continued earnestly, "
Harmony is the most important thing in everything. As long as we can patiently talk things out peacefully, what disputes and grudges can't be resolved? I dare to ask all the heroes to stop
fighting with the White Lotus Sect and sit down together to have a good talk. This will surely reduce a lot of bloodshed and needless killing in the martial world..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge burst of laughter erupted from the crowd. There were all kinds of laughter, including wild laughter, mocking laughter, cold laughter,
sneer , angry laughter, and strange laughter.

Some people loudly mocked, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you're the Shaolin monk who exterminates anger? The Wudang
master who embodies profound mystery? Or the Dragon Alliance Leader of the Ten Provinces Alliance?"

Others ridiculed, "This kid must have lost his mind! We're here today to surround and kill
the demoness and punish the evil cult, and he comes to talk to us like this! Hahaha, he's doomed!"

Still others were doubled over, "I'm dying of laughter, this kid is really too funny, is this some kind of entertainment arranged by Boss Cui for
everyone have some drinks with?"

You should know that everyone in the garden came here to discuss how to kill the demoness, but Baoyu not only didn't
agree with them, but even wanted everyone to reconcile with the White Lotus Sect. Therefore, in their eyes, this kid can truly be called the most
presumptuous and out of touch with reality in the world.

Baoyu's face flushed red, sweat beading on his forehead. He realized his words were childish and laughable, and felt both ashamed and anxious. He almost
fled immediately, but thinking that these people would all cause trouble for his wife, he resolutely decided to go for it and raised his voice:
"The White Lotus Sect originated in the early Southern Song Dynasty. Its doctrine teaches people to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, take refuge in the Three Jewels and observe the Five Precepts, and respect the equality of all beings.
They hate wicked people the most and have always opposed corrupt officials. Because they frequently rise up in rebellion, they have been regarded as
a demonic sect by successive dynasties and strictly prohibited. Therefore, they have had to go into hiding to avoid being caught by the authorities..."

He had become one with the "Spiritual Jade" on his chest, and recently he had also practiced the "Phoenix Nirvana Great..."
"Fa," he uttered the words with remarkable clarity, his voice resounding throughout the hall. Though mingled with
the laughter of hundreds, everyone heard him clearly.

A chill ran through the crowd, their initial disdain diminishing. They all thought, "
How can this young man possess such formidable internal strength at such a young age! No wonder he defeated Young Master Murong with a single palm strike. I wonder which sect he belongs to?"

Seeing the garden quiet down slightly, Baoyu quickly continued, "Because their actions are usually secretive and unpredictable, quite unlike
many , they have gradually come to be regarded as heretical. Furthermore, in recent years they
have become somewhat impatient for quick success, accepting anyone with talent, regardless of good or evil, into their ranks. Inevitably, some wicked
individuals have joined them, such as the so-called Sword Demon and Ice Soul Demon, who, relying on their martial arts prowess, commit rape, kidnapping, and indiscriminate killing..."

Many in the crowd nodded secretly, thinking, "This young man does know something." "Little did they know that
these words were not Baoyu's original creation, but rather copied from Shen Yao and Jiao Mufeng during their conversation in the carriage that day
.

Someone said, 'That's right! That's precisely why we're holding this "Demon-Slaying Assembly" today.'

Baoyu said solemnly, 'But not all members of the White Lotus Sect are bad people. We can't just wipe them out because they are
a mixed bag. That's like a sick person who, instead of treating the disease, kills the patient
. Wouldn't that be utterly absurd?'" The noise

in the garden subsided somewhat. Many people felt his words were inappropriate, but couldn't refute them for the time being.

Baoyu was covered in dust, with bloodstains on his forehead and neck, but this couldn't hide his handsome features. Coupled with his
light fur coat, jeweled belt, beautiful clothes, and magnificent crown, he still exuded a unique air of elegance and nobility despite his disheveled appearance.

Yin Lin, in the crowd, had already recognized him from afar. She never expected this gentleman to be here, not only
mingling with people from the martial arts world but also boasting in front of various heroes. Originally, she thought he was just an idle and
dissolute playboy, but now her impression of him had changed drastically. Glancing at Leng Ran beside her with a smile on his lips,
she couldn't help but whisper, "This guy is quite funny, isn't he?"

To her surprise, Leng Ran shook his head, his smile unchanged: "No, what he said makes some sense."

Seeing that everyone seemed to be listening to him, Baoyu quickly seized the opportunity to say, "As far as I know, the one you're going to... the
one you're going to make things difficult for... that Miss Shen Yao, is definitely not a treacherous or vicious person. I think you've all misunderstood her
. This so-called demon-slaying gathering, hehe, it's really a bit inappropriate..." He beat around the bush until he finally got to
the point, and after saying this, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Lü Kun was so angry that his teeth itched, but when he saw the charred mess on Murong Muxue's shoulder, as if it had been burned by flames, he was
secretly surprised and dared not risk coming forward to grab him. Hearing this, he immediately squeezed out and said, "According to you, this 'demon-slaying
gathering' doesn't need to be held today?" He thought that if he answered this question inappropriately, he would surely anger all the factions, and then
someone come out to deal with him.

But Baoyu said, "It's rare for so many great heroes to gather here, how can we do nothing?" " Our
'Demon-Slaying Assembly' will still proceed as planned, but we'll need to change our adversary. How about we instead hunt down and kill the
Ice Soul Demon, one of the Six White Lotus Demons? Heaven is our witness, he's the real villain!"

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, and someone suddenly exclaimed, "Do you know that demoness? How do you know she's not a treacherous and ruthless villain
?"

Baoyu was taken aback, thinking to himself, "If I answer truthfully, you'll all think I'm abusing my power for personal gain,
protecting my own, and then you won't listen to my advice anymore..." He didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Lü Kun said sinisterly, "Why aren't you answering? So you've seen that demoness, bewitched by her beauty,
and that's why you've come here to cause trouble, trying to ruin today's 'Demon-Slaying Assembly,' isn't that right!"

Baoyu stared in disbelief, unable to utter a word.

Lü Kun sneered and shouted to the crowd, "The White Lotus Sect has long been regarded as a heretical sect,
not new . Let's not waste our breath on him. This kid... hehe, this kid is
undoubtedly a spy for the White Lotus Sect. He was following us on the road, but Young Hero Shen saw through him and captured him, bringing him here
!"

Everyone looked at Shen Wenxing.

"Demon Hunter" Ying Qishan asked, "Is that true?"

Shen Wenxing didn't answer, but stepped forward and said to Baoyu in a deep voice, "Who helped you release your pressure points?"
These words confirmed Lü Kun's words.

Ying Qishan chuckled, his towering body moving forward a few steps, and said, "Kid, you have some courage and
loyalty. Instead of sneaking away in the chaos, you dared to come and rescue your companion."

Jiang Long knew this man's martial arts were extraordinary; each move was ruthless and destructive. Seeing that he seemed about to attack, he panicked
and suddenly pushed away Bao Yu, who was supporting him, shouting, "You brat, how dare you speak
ill I don't appreciate your kindness! Get out of my way!"

Lü Kun reacted quickly, standing up and saying, "This fiend is deliberately saying this to make us let this kid go!"

Ying Qishan took a few steps forward and laughed, "Kid, your martial arts are quite good
. Let's have a go."

Bao Yu was already terrified when he saw his figure and forced a smile, "Play...play what? I...
I've never liked fighting..."

Ying Qishan laughed, "You little rascal, you just knocked down Young Master Murong with one palm, you're quite impressive.
Now 're pretending to be a pushover. Are you trying to make me underestimate you?" He was less than five steps away from Baoyu, and an invisible,
oppressive aura subtly locked onto his target.

Baoyu panicked, but suddenly heard a sweet, clear voice say, "Hero Ying, this young master is indeed not
a member of the White Lotus Sect. This young lady can testify for him."

Everyone turned to look and saw a beautiful young woman emerge from the crowd on the west side. Her jade-like cheeks were faintly
flushed , and her large, beautiful eyes were exceptionally captivating.

Baoyu was both surprised and delighted. It turned out that the one who stood up for him was Yin Lin. He was extremely grateful:
"She usually treats me coldly and ignores me, but I never expected her to stand up for me in this situation."

Most people did not know who she was. Ying Qishan asked, "Who is this little girl?"

Leng Ran from the crowd suddenly said loudly, "Hero Ying, she is
the daughter She has met this young master Jia several times and therefore knows his family background."

Yin Lin curtsied and said gracefully, "Hero Ying, he is the second young master of the Rongguo Mansion in the capital. Everyone has probably misunderstood
."

Those in the martial arts world fear the government most, and upon hearing the words "Rongguo Mansion," everyone's brows furrowed slightly.

Seeing Leng Ran speak, Ying Qishan chuckled, "So it's
Miss Yin . Hmm, very good. Since you're not from the White Lotus Sect, then I'd better go drink." With that, he turned and
sat back down, picking up a jar of "Jade Well Workshop" wine and drinking heartily.

No one wanted to get involved with the government, especially with one of the Ten Young Heroes, Leng Ran of Wudang, speaking up,
so they all kept quiet.

Seeing that everyone was no longer making things difficult for him, Baoyu was overjoyed and was about to go over to thank Leng Ran and Yin Lin when he suddenly heard
someone coldly say, "The matter is not yet clear, where do you think you're going?"

Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man dressed in a long black crepe-lined jacket slowly walking into the center of the room. It was
Shen Wenxing, the son of Shen Guanyu, the current leader of the Huashan Sect. He continued, "The White Lotus Cult is ubiquitous, and even sons of officials
are not necessarily pure."

Upon seeing him, Baoyu's face turned pale again, and he said, "What else do you want?"

Shen Wenxing said, "Let me ask you, just now in the tavern, when you heard that we were going to surround and kill the demoness, why were you
so panicked ? And why did you follow us so suspiciously all the way? Since you are not a member of the White Lotus Cult, why did you do
these things!"

Baoyu was speechless, thinking to himself, "You hundreds of people... " "If they're going to make things difficult for my wife, how can I not be terrified
!"

Upon hearing Shen Wenxing's words, everyone clearly didn't take Leng Ran seriously at all. They all thought, "
These two are both among the Ten Great Young Heroes, and they are also the successors to the leaders of the Wudang and Huashan sects, respectively. In this situation, how could they
let the other steal the limelight? Hehe, they're probably secretly competing." Some even gloated, "
This is going to be a good show!"

It turned out that Shen Wenxing and Leng Ran were both among the Ten Great Young Heroes, and they had long harbored a desire to compete. Earlier, seeing the two beautiful and
charming junior sisters fawning over Leng Ran, he felt an inexplicable fire burning in his chest. When
he spoke up for Bao Yu, he subdued everyone and showed a remarkable talent, which made him even more jealous and
annoyed. He immediately decided to use Bao Yu to suppress his opponent.

Seeing Shen Wenxing step forward, Lü Kun quickly fanned the flames, suddenly asking loudly, "Young Master Murong, how...
how are you?"

Murong Muxue rubbed her right shoulder, coughed exaggeratedly several times, and said miserably, "It's nothing, I'll probably be bedridden for
a year or two."

Lü Kun glared at Baoyu and shouted, "You actually used such a heavy hand!"

Baoyu said in a panic, "I...I didn't mean it, I was just in a moment of panic, so...so..."

Lü Kun then shouted to the crowd, "This kid, for the sake of the White Lotus Sect's demon, has so cruelly
attacked . If you all think about it carefully, the answer is obvious!"

The crowd looked at each other coldly, then at Shen Wenxing, and for a moment no one spoke.

With a cold and wise demeanor, Shen Wenxing carefully observed the conversation and expressions of the group, sensing something more to the story. He smiled and said, "
Mr. Lü , don't jump to conclusions yet. Let's hear what Young Master Jia has to say. The truth will eventually come to light." He
turned to Baoyu and said gently, "Young Master Jia, you need not be afraid. Those present are all chivalrous figures of the martial world. They
would never wrong an innocent person. Please tell me what happened. Just now on the road..."

Before he could finish, Shen Wenxing interrupted him, sternly shouting at Baoyu, "Who helped you release your pressure points?
Are there accomplices here? Quickly confess!" He suddenly thrust out two fingers, attempting to strike Baoyu's pressure points again.

However, Baoyu, terrified and having been restrained from further humiliation, was now on guard and hastily dodged
to the side .

Shen Wenxing was slightly taken aback, then with a flick of his wrist, two fingers followed with lightning speed.

Baoyu frantically jumped and darted about, his appearance quite unsightly, but wherever his mind focused
, a surge of energy flowed, making his body unusually light and agile, repeatedly causing his opponents' pursuit to miss.

Shen Wenxing was greatly surprised. Upon closer observation, he realized that his opponent seemed to know nothing about movement techniques, relying solely on his astonishing speed to evade
attacks , which only deepened his astonishment.

Some experts in the crowd also noticed something amiss, secretly marveling: "
Which sect does this young man belong to? His movement techniques are so strange!"

Only Leng Ran seemed to be under a spell. Although he was extremely knowledgeable and well
-versed , he was completely baffled by Baoyu's panicked and clumsy evasions, unable to
predict his next move. He pondered, "Does this young master Jia have unique movement techniques or does he simply not know any movement techniques at all?... If he
doesn't understand movement techniques at all, how can he be so effective? Ah... if..." "Without any constraints, unbound by any restrictions, wouldn't it...
wouldn't it allow for countless variations, even endless possibilities..."

Shen Wenxing's attacks missed several times, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He was one of the ten most prominent young heroes in the martial world
, yet he couldn't easily subdue an unknown nobody. He thought to himself, "If I let this kid stall for a little longer,
even if I capture him, I'll lose face!" He then stretched out his arm,
and He used his fingers as a sword, unleashing a move from his genius father's unique "Immortal Sword" technique, "A Breeze Passing Through the Forest."

Those in the crowd who recognized this move immediately thought, "This kid is finished! But forcing Shen Wenxing to use
the 'Immortal Sword' is already quite remarkable."

However, even as the hundreds of finger shadows faded, Baoyu, though even more disheveled, still thrashed about like a lively fish.

Shen Wenxing's heart trembled violently, his mind racing: "This kid is incredibly fast, he can dodge anything I strike,
I need to think of another way..." A flash of inspiration struck him, and his speed suddenly slowed considerably, his fingers thrusting straight at Baoyu's
chest.

Baoyu felt a sudden discomfort, his movements unconsciously slowing down, his attention drawn to the opponent's slow , deliberate
thrust. He thought to himself, "Dodging this is so easy, isn't it?" He then stepped to the right, his eyes catching a glimpse of
Shen Wenxing's robe fluttering, but he paid no attention. Unexpectedly, his leg tripped over something, and he immediately
fell backward.

Shen Wenxing's sword finger moved swiftly, the tip pressing against Baoyu's carotid artery in an instant, coldly saying, "Stand
up."

It turned out that Shen Wenxing's other hand was behind his hip, gently pressing the hilt of the sword hanging at his waist, using the hem of his robe as
a cover , placing the other end of the sword across Baoyu's path of evasion, cleverly tripping him.

This move, seemingly easy, was actually executed with exquisite precision, the force, angle, and speed perfectly coordinated.
Seamlessly, effortlessly, with the utmost grace and elegance, Baoyu fell inexplicably, but the onlookers saw it
all clearly and immediately erupted in cheers.

Some genuinely admired him, while others, remembering their fathers, seized the opportunity to
flatter him, shouting, "Truly elegant! Indeed, the 'Carefree Little Immortal'!"

"No wonder he's ranked among the Ten Great Young Heroes, amazing! I admire you!" "

The Huashan martial arts are truly wondrous and extraordinary; today I've finally broadened my horizons!"

Baoyu, struggling to breathe from the pressure of the finger, saw stars before his eyes and had no choice but to obediently get up.

Shen Wenxing, wanting to make him look foolish, pressed him into a half-squatting, half-standing position, looking down at him and asking, "Do you remember
what I asked you earlier?"

Seeing the disdain on his face, Baoyu suddenly remembered the humiliation of being trampled on on the road, and his blood
boiled; he tightly shut his mouth and remained silent.

Shen Wenxing said, "Even now, you still won't admit you're a member of the White Lotus Sect?" He had already
heard Cui Chaoyang and Yin Lin's words and knew in his heart that he had wronged this young man, but now
his true intentions were elsewhere, so he persisted.

Baoyu said, "I'm clearly not a member of the White Lotus Sect. If you insist on pinning it on me, there's nothing I can do."

Shen Wenxing said, "Fine, I know the White Lotus Sect has a ritual where members must
swear an oath never to dishonor the sect, or face divine retribution and eternal damnation. Since you're not a member, then swear
a few words to prove it. Hmm… just say, 'The people of the White Lotus Sect are all mud pigs and dogs, all shameless scoundrels.'"

Everyone thought, "If this kid swears, whether he's a member or not, he'll definitely be doomed
."

Baoyu said softly, "Listen carefully, you are the mud pig and dog, you are the shameless scoundrel."

"Rat Vanguard" Jiang Long laughed loudly, shouting, "Young brother, you've got guts! Much better than these so-called heroes and
chivalrous !"

Shen Wenxing flew into a rage, slapping him hard across the face with his backhand, gritting his teeth and saying, "Believe it or not, I'll kill
you right now!"

Cheng Zhenxian frowned slightly, calling out from the side, "Young Hero Shen, don't be impulsive."

Bao Yu's face immediately swelled up, a trickle of blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, yet he met Shen Wenxing's gaze head-on,
not blinking an eye.

Fearing that Shen Wenxing might actually kill Baoyu in a fit of rage, Jiang Long suddenly burst into laughter, shouting, "Truly shameless
! Not only did he launch a sneak attack when no one was prepared, but he also attacked someone unarmed with a weapon, and yet he dares to call himself some 'Carefree Little
Immortal'! Bah! He has no shame!"

The others thought about it; Shen Wenxing had indeed attacked first, tripping Baoyu with his sword. Whether striking
first equivalent to a sneak attack, and whether not drawing the sword counted as using a weapon, were difficult to say.

Shen Wenxing's face turned pale, then red. He wanted to argue, but feared losing face, and didn't know what to do.

Jiang Long continued cursing, "You bastard from the Huashan Sect, if you have the guts, release him! We
agreed on one, two, three before you act. Oh, and please, Master Shen, take your sword off first, lest you be unable to defeat him
and have to use it again." He secretly hoped to provoke Shen Wenxing, creating a chance for Baoyu to escape.

Shen Wenxing, barely managing to maintain his composure in public, suddenly flicked his toe, kicking up a small
pebble struck Jiang Long's pressure point, rendering him

speechless. He then demanded of Bao Yu again, "Are you going to curse or not?" Bao Yu, feeling dizzy from the pressure of Shen Wenxing's finger, opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

Shen Wenxing, thinking he had given in, loosened his grip slightly and said, "Curse quickly! That's right, curse
that vixen ! As long as you curse her, proving you have no connection with the White Lotus Sect, I will immediately spare you." He knew that Shen Yao
was the "Pure Lotus Envoy" of the White Lotus Sect, a position of extremely high rank. To insult her was tantamount to
a death sentence for the White Lotus Sect, and from then on, he would face endless persecution.

Baoyu gasped, "You're dreaming!"

Shen Wenxing suddenly drew his sword from his waist, placing it diagonally against Baoyu's neck, and said coldly, "Really not going to curse?"

Baoyu, now reckless, had completely forgotten what he should and shouldn't say, and said, word by word, "Even if
everyone in the world curses her, even if everyone in the world wants me to curse her, I, Jia Baoyu, will never curse her!" It was a display of
unprecedented boldness.

Many people nodded secretly, thinking, "This young man looks timid, but he's actually quite courageous."

Seeing Shen Wenxing's unfriendly expression, Leng Ran hurriedly called out, "Junior Brother Shen, please wait until things are clear before you speak!"

Cheng Zhenxian shouted, "The matter hasn't been resolved yet, Young Hero Shen, please don't hurt anyone!"

Huang Yuling also murmured in the crowd, "No! Be careful you don't get scolded by Master when you get back!"

Shen Wenxing stared fiercely at Baoyu, and for some reason, felt extremely disgusted. He grinned maliciously and said, "I won't
kill him, only..." "Take off one of his arms, and see if this brat's mouth is still so stubborn!"

Suddenly, a sweet and incomparably beautiful voice rang out, "Who is it that's making trouble for this young lady like this? If you hate me
, then curse me yourself, why force others to do it!"

Although the garden was extremely noisy, the voice clearly reached everyone's ears. Everyone's heart
skipped a beat, and they all looked in the direction of the sound. They saw two women suddenly appear on the opposite bank, their clothes fluttering as they flew into the stream, like water
fairies gliding across the water.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "It's...it's that demoness!"

"It's the White Lotus demoness!"

"It's that little slut!"

Baoyu blinked hard, and seeing that the people who came were indeed Shen Yao and Dou Dou, he almost fainted on the spot.
He cried out , "Heavens, there are hundreds of people who want to harm you, why did you run into their trap!"

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