Chapter Two: Sweet Punishment in the Continent of Wind and Moon

As the grand victory banquet came to an end, the moon was high in the sky. Lu Tuxian, who was ordered to secretly search for Hua Rou in the city, brought bad news. Despite using all the capable detectives under his command, he still could not find any trace of the Temple of the Moon.

"Your Majesty, I am truly sorry, but we are still severely lacking in manpower in the city. The Heavenly Dragon Spy Force has only established a base here."

Upon hearing the Iceblood Demon Clan man's words, Ye Tianlong smiled faintly and asked, "Has the Jade Cry Pavilion sent any news?"

"Your Majesty, I have met with them. The most powerful force here is still the Gongsun Family. They are the true local tyrants in the south of the empire. After hundreds of years of cultivation, their influence has penetrated deep into all walks of life in the south of the empire. If the Moon Temple receives their help, it will be very difficult for us to find our opponents."

At this point, a barely perceptible killing intent flashed in the Iceblood Demon Clan man's eyes as he said to Ye Tianlong, "Your Majesty, we have only recently gained control of the south of the empire. For future security, let the people of the Temple eradicate the Gongsun Family's power completely!"

Ye Tianlong glanced at Lu Tuxian, nodded, and said, "Alright, you will be responsible for arranging and implementing the detailed plan. I will have Zuo Lanxin's people fully cooperate with you."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Iceblood Demon man bowed to Ye Tianlong, then raised his head and assured him, "Your Majesty, rest assured, within three months, I will grant you a perfectly obedient southern territory of the Empire."

"I believe you can do it."

Ye Tianlong gently patted Lu Tuxian's shoulder, completely ignoring the unnatural expression on the Iceblood Demon man's face. The Iceblood Demon man was very uncomfortable with close contact with others, but Ye Tianlong particularly liked patting Lu Tuxian's shoulder when speaking to him.

"I will leave Fan Tong and Shura behind to help you."

"That would be even better. With the help of Lords Fan Tong and Shura, we will surely achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Hearing that Ye Tianlong would leave two of his fierce generals behind to assist him in handling the affairs of the southern Empire, Lu Tuxian was naturally very happy. The formidable martial arts skills of Fan Tong and Shura were beyond question, especially the resourceful, decisive, and shrewd Shura, the so-called King of Mercenaries, who would definitely be a great asset to him.

Subsequently, Ye Tianlong summoned Zuo Lanxin and the senior elders of the Temple, announcing that the affairs of the southern states of the empire would be handled by the Temple. He only dispatched Lu Tuxian, Xiu Luo, and Fan Tong to assist the Temple, accompanied by Xiu Luo and, of course, three thousand mercenaries from the Heavenly Dragon Legion.

The Temple's high-ranking officials were naturally delighted with Ye Tianlong's arrangement. They had been worried about how to prevent Ye Tianlong from interfering, given that Ye Tianlong was the greatest contributor to defeating Gilimans, and his reputation for bravery among the Temple Legion soldiers. If Ye Tianlong had proposed taking over the southern states, they wouldn't have been able to object.

But now, Ye Tianlong had so generously entrusted the southern states to them, so naturally, the Temple's high-ranking officials readily agreed to any other conditions he proposed.

Little did they know, Ye Tianlong was completely unafraid of any sabotage from the Temple. Firstly, he had already gained control of the Temple's supreme leader, Zuo Lanxin; secondly, his planted agent, Lu Tuxian, was perfectly capable of maintaining order. Moreover, with the addition of two incredibly powerful martial arts masters, Shura and Fan Tong, it seemed that no one in the southern states of the empire could currently rival him.

More importantly, Ye Tianlong was now preparing for a decisive battle against Yunaya, and the stability of the empire's southern states was crucial. According to Chen Yue and Yue Ru, the goal was to make the empire's

southern states his backyard, a backyard that could provide sufficient tax revenue—this was also an agreement between Ye Tianlong and the Temple. With the Temple managing the southern states, Ye Tianlong could concentrate his efforts on fighting Yunaya. This was the most prudent plan at present; Ye Tianlong couldn't afford to waste his precious troops in the empire's southern states, at least not for the time being.

Less than two hours after the victory banquet ended, envoys from the temple, carrying documents jointly signed by Ye Tianlong and the High Priestess of the temple, headed towards the southern states of the empire, including the former capitals of Gilimans and several border autonomous states. Among these envoys, Elder Yagsdan of the temple carried the greatest mission: to confront the Southern Legion, a force of 100,000.

Since the beginning of the civil war in Fast, the Southern Legion, under the command of its commander Fran?ois, had remained inactive, refusing to participate in either side's affairs, peacefully guarding the empire's southern border. Originally, they were not within Ye Tianlong's considerations, but with the acquisition of the southern states, the Southern Legion became a problem for him.

Ye Tianlong needed to understand Fran?ois's true intentions; otherwise, the Southern Legion remaining in the south would forever be a hidden danger in his heartland. Because now, the east and south of the empire were essentially within his sphere of influence.

As the envoys departed Linji City, a 10,000-strong Temple Legion quietly set off, their target naturally being the Sixth Prince Yichun, who had fled back to his stronghold in Gilimans.

Having finished all his business, Ye Tianlong finally returned to his room, where a fragrant bath had already been prepared. Attended by two curvaceous and beautiful young maids, Ye Tianlong enjoyed a comfortable bath, his fatigue instantly vanishing.

Now, he finally had time to properly examine the room that Zuo Lanxin had specially prepared for him. The

furnishings were indeed opulent and luxurious, and the arrangement was very stylish: a white jade table, two embroidered stools, a brazier on the table, and a cloisonné enamel teapot on the brazier. On the tea tray were four teacups of the same material as the teapot—good heavens! This was a tea set that would cost a fortune!

In the past, Ye Tianlong wouldn't have recognized the value of this tea set, and Zuo Lanxin's good intentions would have been wasted. But now, under Wanzhen's influence, Ye Tianlong had gained some knowledge of tea sets. He knew that there couldn't be more than six sets like this on the entire continent, because only five sets were fired in the same kiln, and now both the materials and the craftsmen who made them were gone.

"The temple is really rich! I'll take this set back to Wanzhen."

Seeing the tea set, Ye Tianlong couldn't help but think of Wanzhen, who was far away in Esnia, and remembering her deep affection and charm. He immediately decided to bring her a surprise when he returned.

Having made up his mind, Ye Tianlong looked away from the table. Looking inside, his eyes lit up. What pleased him most was a large, soft, fragrant, luxuriously warm embroidered couch against the inner wall. A huge, deep silk canopy completely enveloped the couch, embroidered with thousands of plum blossoms that stood out beautifully against the almost transparent silk.

To the right of the room were two large, south-facing windows. The outer layer had carved latticework, the inner layer was a clear window, and the innermost layer was a pale yellow gauze curtain, through which one could see the outside world. The sky was clear and the stars were few, and outside lay a beautiful garden. Inside,

there was not only an expensive fireplace, but also four fireplaces on the walls, though at this moment, they were not needed to provide warmth. In fact, it was almost like spring all year round here; it was just that these facilities, popular among northern nobles, were installed to pursue a level of enjoyment beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He had just sat down on the couch and hadn't even had a chance to fully appreciate it when he heard light footsteps outside the door, followed by a crisp knock.

"Your Majesty, may we come in?"

The speaker was Cynthia, the leader of the goddess warriors. Ye Tianlong could hear five footsteps outside.

"Come in!"

Wearing a long, brocade-woven robe, Ye Tianlong reclined comfortably on the soft couch, a strange smile playing on his lips as he watched the goddess warrior leader enter with interest.

Cynthia, who appeared before Ye Tianlong, was no longer in her battle attire. The goddess warrior leader, now made up, had skin as white as snow, and wore a gossamer-thin gauze robe that barely concealed her voluptuous and alluring figure; it was practically as if she were naked.

Looking beneath the robe, it was truly a sight to behold: a red bodice barely supporting her ample breasts, and an undergarment that offered only modesty. Her breasts jutted out like towering peaks, their narrow openings barely able to be grasped, exquisitely alluring and breathtaking. With each step, her breasts heaved, the bodice swaying precariously. Her fair, jade-like buttocks reflected the lamplight, gleaming with a captivating brilliance—truly a beauty of unparalleled allure, capable of melting even the hardest heart.

Cynthia, her brows furrowed, gazed at Ye Tianlong with captivating, watery eyes.

"Your Majesty, the person you wished to deal with has arrived."

Although he knew what Cynthia meant, Ye Tianlong still eagerly awaited what was to come.

As Cynthia moved gracefully, the person following her entered. Instantly, Ye Tianlong's eyes blazed with lightness.

Four goddess warriors carried in a stunningly beautiful young woman. While these four goddess warriors also wore light gauze robes, their voluptuous bodies were clad in completely different attire than Cynthia's. Black leather gloves reached their elbows, and leather corsets cinched their slender waists, extending to their breasts like semi-circular cups, barely covering the cherry-red nipples. However, as they moved, the nipples would peek out, drawing countless gazes. Their

black leather shorts formed small triangles, revealing most of their snow-white buttocks from behind, and black combat boots encased their shapely calves.

What truly captivated Ye Tianlong was the stunningly beautiful girl being held aloft by the goddess warriors. Like the goddess warrior leader, she wore only a bellyband and a short undergarment, without a robe. Moreover, her bellyband and undergarment were made of sheer gauze, as thin as cicada wings, offering virtually no coverage.

Under the bright wall lamps, her delicate, pink breasts and the hint of cherry blossom on them seemed to burst forth. Beneath her flat, white belly, the soft, smooth pubic hair, paired with her jade-like, pink, curved buttocks, was enough to drive anyone mad.

Two goddess warriors lifted her legs, while two others lifted her arms, so she lay sprawled in mid-air, her black hair cascading down her back.

Although he couldn't see her face, from her exquisite body, her exquisite figure, and her snow-white, jade-like skin, Ye Tianlong knew she was Yu Zhu, the girl from the Dark Clan.

Standing beside Ye Tianlong, Cynthia made a slight gesture. The four goddess warriors, each holding a jade bead, simultaneously stepped forward, almost instantly reaching the soft couch. The jade beads, previously held high in the air, were now brought before Ye Tianlong. However, they didn't immediately lower them; instead, they spun half a circle before holding the beads horizontally in front of him.

"Your Majesty, please verify your identity,"

came the slightly seductive voice of the goddess warrior leader, arousing the lustful man's desire.

Ye Tianlong gently lifted the short undergarment covering the jade bead, his fingers caressing the translucent, jade-like skin, feeling the trembling and unease of the dark-clad girl in the goddess warrior's hands.

"Releasing the enemy on the battlefield, what do you suggest we do?" Ye Tianlong whispered in the dark-clad girl's ear, deliberately lowering his voice.

"Yu Zhu knows her crime, Your Majesty, please punish her." Shy and timid, her jade-like face flushed, the dark-clad girl replied softly. Although she didn't know what would happen next, a strange anticipation and longing filled her heart.

Ye Tianlong chuckled softly a few times, his voice slightly hoarse, "Very good, put her down."

At Ye Tianlong's command, the goddess warrior placed Yu Zhu before him.

The dark-clad girl lay face down, back up, prostrate before Ye Tianlong, a large cushion placed under her lower abdomen, arching her pink buttocks high.

Ye Tianlong mounted her. Soon, Yu Zhu's brows relaxed, her eyes shimmering. The dark-clad girl felt as if she were flying through the air, her breasts bulging, her buds blooming. Even if she exploded in this boundless fire of passion, shattered to pieces, and turned to ashes, she would be willing. All she needed was one climax after another, one soul-shattering experience after another.

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