[Urban] The Legend of Sword and Fairy: A Romantic Prequel (Complete) - 7

Volume Two, "The Witch Queen Chapter 3":

She was a very cute girl. With a voice as clear as a bird, she commanded the Miao warriors to pull him up. In the darkness, Wu Molong couldn't see her face clearly, but this woman was just a child, with an innocent face and bright, nimble eyes that observed Wu Molong.

"I didn't expect Sister Shi to be so beautiful and smart, and the husband she chose is quite good-looking too."

This remark was meant to be sarcastic, but it pleased Wu Molong greatly. Even the tone, which was both insulting and endearing, was very similar to hers.

"What do you want?"

"I'm still thinking... should I kill my older brother now and do this service for the King? However, in the end, this service will still be taken by the leader."

"You are under the command of the Moon Worship Cult Leader?"

Wu Molong couldn't help but feel strange. The leader's troops were all palace warriors, and apart from the sorcerers, these were just ordinary warriors of the Black Miao tribe. Logically, they shouldn't be under the leader's jurisdiction.

"No! I'm under Elder Shi's command, just like you."

"The same as me...?"

This was actually a bit awkward. Wu Molong's current identity was Chu Bayu, the defeated general of the Central Plains, not Bang Er Yaqi, the warrior before Elder Shi!

"More than the same, we've met before, but I don't think you remember."

Since this girl had proactively mentioned Wu Molong's real name, it meant she was already there before he left Hei Miao. But where had he met her?

Wu Molong had no clue. Perhaps she was Shi Jiaolong's playmate or something. Back then, she was just a child; why would Wu Molong pay special attention to her? Besides, his heart only belonged to Shi Jiaolong.

"Sigh... You must have forgotten."

Wu Molong didn't answer.

"Then, do you remember my name?"

Wu Molong shook his head.

"I am Limu! Li as in pear blossom, Mu as in tree."

"Limu... you still haven't told me what you want."

"It's not what I want... it's Elder Shi who wants to see you."

"Master...!?"

In the Moon Worship Cult, the Protectors are six assassins known as the 'Shadow Assassination Array'.

They are skilled in disguise, assassination, rebellion, and disguise, making them the most terrifying dark soldiers. However, the cult leader has a strict order: without the elder's consent, no one may disguise themselves as an elder of the cult!

Therefore, Wu Molong is also skilled in disguise, but he never thought that someone would disguise themselves as Elder Shi.

"So it was Master's order... a miscalculation."

"You should be happy!?"

"Why should I be happy?"

"Once we reach Black Sand Town, we can see Sister Shi."

Limu said these words in a playful tone, and then ordered the spider acid threads binding Wu Molong to be released.

"Impressive... You even managed to find something as rare as arachnidite thread."

"These are nothing. The most potent arachnidite thread can even dissolve a sword. These mere threads for binding are utterly worthless!"

"But... I smell a woman's scent in these threads..."

"So what?"

Wu Molong stood up and said, "These threads are for binding women?"

Li Mu smiled. Clearly, these low-acidity arachnidite threads were indeed used to bind women during intercourse. In ancient times, these were called 'the pleasure of strangulation,' used by powerful nobles with a strong desire for conquest to play with women. More sophisticated versions would soak the ropes in chemicals to induce pain or pleasure in the bound woman.

But these low-acidity arachnidite threads... obviously the latter, right?

"What... Brother Bang'er doesn't like being bound by something meant for women?"

Wu Molong remained silent. He was a man too, and he also enjoyed playing with women, but he didn't like using these little tricks. However, he had seen far too many of these tricks in the Miao tribe and in the officialdom of the Central Plains. The methods were endless, and even he was surprised...

"What a pity, this is someone else's private property."

"!?"

This, this is what she used to bind herself?

"How about... next time, Limu can let Brother bind her again."

Limu rested her head on Wu Molong's chest, looking like a seductive little bird, her eyes gleaming with allure. When she took the spider silk from Wu Molong's hand, she constantly stroked his strong hand.

Wu Molong subconsciously withdrew his hand. In his life, he had taken advantage of countless people and been taken advantage of a few times, but he had never felt this strongly before.

He walked forward without looking back, not even asking which direction Black Sand Town was in. He was deliberately avoiding Li Mu, telling himself that this child was different from the woman he loved, but he couldn't help it; his heart was still pounding, and the warmth of her hand still lingered...

After walking for a while, led by one of the warriors, they reached a boat on the riverbank...

The boat wasn't too big, enough to accommodate everyone, but there was only one cabin.

"Well... Brother Bang'er, we're going back. Do you want to stand or sit?"

Li Mu said, pushing open the cabin door. Wu Molong looked inside...

There was nothing there, only a simple bed.

Looking at the warriors, he saw them laughing in the distance...

Wu Molong already knew what was about to happen.

At this moment, Li Mu, inside the room, threw the clothes she had just taken off onto Wu Molong, who was standing dumbfounded at the door.

The clothes covered Wu Molong's head; the black linen exuded a girlish fragrance, tantalizing Wu Molong's nose...

"Screw you!" Let's do it!

Wu Molong rushed in, not even closing the door, but no one dared to peek. Then, only sounds of pleasure echoed from the room…

Inside the cabin, a lovestruck couple embraced, undressing each other as they did so. Then, without warning, their lips met, their tongues passionately stimulating each other's throats.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this moment?”

“I don’t want to know.”

“Then what do you want to know? I can tell you anything.”

“…I want to know, what are you doing?”

“Making love with my type.”

“The purpose?”

“Because he’s handsome, has a big penis, and he’s another woman’s lover.”

Wu Molong pushed her away…

What a vixen! Does this brat like someone else’s husband?

At this moment, he desperately needed Limu, not because she was Limu, but because she resembled Jiaolong so much that Wu Molong couldn’t resist.

Before today, Wu Molong had always been very measured in his relationships with women, never letting a woman ruin his plans.

It was Madam Lin, the woman he had slept with, the best woman he had ever been with, even more outstanding than Shi Jiaolong. He would cherish her in front of him, but he still only had Shi Jiaolong in his heart.

Shi Jiaolong wasn't a jealous woman, but Li Mu was too smart.

So smart that anything was possible...

"What's wrong? I want more."

"............"

"Have you already ejaculated? You rascal... Come on, let me help him recover his spirit."

Saying that, she really squatted down, put her face close to Wu Molong's crotch, and used her gentle jade hands to take out his penis and play with it.

"I'll kill you......."

"Can you fuck me first and then kill me? Mmm... mmm... um... so big......"

His penis hadn't ejaculated yet, but it was almost fully erect, a full seven inches long, standing proudly in front of Li Mu.

Seeing her intoxicated eyes, fantasizing about the pain and pleasure when this huge thing entered her body, her face flushed red, and she smiled and opened her delicate little mouth to take the penis in.

"I won't..."

This was perhaps the first time Wu Molong had refused to enjoy himself with a beautiful woman. He didn't want to admit it, but he was afraid. The person in front of him controlled all his thoughts, yet he felt both strange and intimate towards her, because she did indeed resemble Shi Jiaolong.

Before he could even take her in his mouth a second time, Wu Molong pushed her away from his penis and planned to run away. He was still cursing himself for doing something so stupid.

"Hey... not going to do it? You can use a rape method too, okay? Or, which do you prefer, fuck, insert, or dick?"

"Crazy woman!!"

He stopped. Just as Wu Molong was about to walk out of the cabin, Li Mu ran over and hugged him...

a hug. He had just tried it. Was something wrong?

Wu Molong didn't know. He just felt that his intuition told him not to leave, to stop, and to listen to her.

This hug was a little different from the previous one. What was different? He couldn't say...

"I'll answer two questions for you, and I want you to answer at least one of them for me."

Wu Molong smiled. Were those answers even answers?

None of them were the answers Wu Molong wanted. What kind of logic was this?

"Do you like me?"

"I like Long'er."

"I like you..." Her words were indeed charming, spoken in a pitiful voice, easily softening one's heart.

"I can tell." Her voice sounded utterly disdainful.

Most of the Miao warriors outside probably knew, which was why they were laughing so strangely earlier. This woman must have been constantly talking about Wu Molong's past deeds with the Black Clan during their conversations.

Thinking of this, Wu Molong felt a sense of shame, and his anger flared up again.

"I've liked you for a long time, back when I was just a child. Although I still am, but... I'm almost fifteen, and I think..."

"Don't you like seducing other people's lovers?"

Li Mu chuckled, "I thought you liked this type of woman."

Turning around, the girl's body was already naked in front of the man, her small pink nipples standing erect on her undeveloped breasts.

She kissed Wu Molong, the passion gone, replaced by a delicate sensation. Limu, with her soft, jade-like hands, pulled Wu Molong's strong arm, leading him to his most private, most mysterious place…

It was still hairless, smooth and flawless, but her wanton body was already sending out warning signals of a flood; sticky nectar was flowing from her tender little flower like waves.

“Ah…see? I didn’t lie to you…”

Wu Molong remained silent, his hands kneading Limu’s small breasts. Lately, he had been playing with cow-like women like Madam Lin; now, his palms touching her small, sensitive, adorable breasts brought a different kind of pleasure.

“I promise you…I will never tell Sister Shi…”

“Really?”

“Hmm…then…come and fuck me?”

Limu blinked seductively, nestling her wanton naked body against Wu Molong.

Her mouth kissed Wu Molong’s firm muscles, then her tongue gently licked his nipples.

"Why do you like me so much?"

"Because he's handsome, has a big penis, and because he's the best male."

"How long until we get back to Black Sand Town?"

"About two hours."

"Is that enough...?"

"Then we'll do it when we get back."

"Haha, do you think I'll still do what you say?"

"I've already answered three questions."

There was no mention of only answering three questions.

Limu gave a playful smile and gently took Wu Molong's penis into her mouth again. Slowly, his penis grew even larger.

Then, Wu Molong didn't reply. His body began to grow crimson fur, and his body became larger and stronger, transforming back into his true form as a red wolf.

The beast's body was burning hot. Because his penis had become so large, Limu's small mouth couldn't hold it all, and she spat it out. She could only kiss the glans with her small mouth, trying to lick the tip with her little tongue, trying to stimulate the wolf's beloved penis.

After licking for a while, Red Wolf pulled its penis out of Pearwood's mouth, wagged its tail, and let the penis hit Pearwood's cheek. Then, without any politeness, it pushed her down with its paws...

Pearwood almost screamed in fright when she saw Red Wolf's head

. Although she knew the true form of the Martial Demon Dragon, she had never seen this big dog up close before. She had never seen its iron teeth that could easily tear her apart, nor its gaping maw that could devour her whole.

"Bang... Brother Bang... Ah!!!"

Without any warning, Red Wolf deeply inserted its huge penis into Pearwood's narrow vagina. Due to insufficient foreplay and the suddenness of the encounter, Pearwood screamed loudly from the force of the blow!

But because of this, Pearwood didn't feel any pain when her hymen was pierced, because there was something much more painful—a creature twice her size and three times her strength was merging with her.

Pain shot from her lower body to her head at high speed, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. The enormous penis thrust wildly in and out of her tender little hole, the ruthless man skillfully shifting the angle and force of his thrusts, yet each stroke still nearly killed Riki. Gradually, the bloodshot penis and her little hole were released from the pain, slowly transforming into a tingling sensation, then into a pleasurable sensation…

“My…my body…is feeling so strange…it feels like…something is about to come out…”

Before she could finish speaking, Riki climaxed. Her face and lower abdomen flushed like ripe apples, her body trembled violently, her breathing became heavy, and her exhaled breath was as hot as fire…

Then, her body went limp, her legs weak and powerless as if paralyzed, her eyes staring into the unseen distance, lying on the bed panting, covered in sweat.

"So good... It hurt at first... but it felt so good later."

Pain was clearly in pain, but she still managed to utter these few words intermittently.

Red Wolf ignored her, simply holding his penis in front of her...

"Oh yeah... you haven't come yet. Hmm... um... um..."

Perhaps due to the recent development, her small mouth, which she had struggled to reach before, could now easily engulf his penis. Pain used her delicate little finger to softly pinch Red Wolf's testicles, while her other hand stroked his shaft.

Suddenly, Red Wolf pulled away, and just as Pain was wondering what was happening, he pressed her down.

"Ah... what are you doing? No..."

Ignoring Limu's protests, Red Wolf violently flipped her over, ignoring the cuts his claws might make her hurt. He pressed her down forcefully, aimed his penis at her vagina, and thrust it in.

"Ahhh...!!! Not there... not there... it hurts... it hurts so much!!!!"

This time, Red Wolf wasn't inserting into her vagina, but into her anus. Limu's buttocks were too small to accommodate the entire large penis, causing her to scream in pain.

But Red Wolf didn't care. He had thought of a game: every time Limu screamed, he would thrust in, following the rhythm of her cries. Gradually, Limu realized his intention and covered her mouth to stop screaming, and Red Wolf stopped.

Limu knew she couldn't possibly out-strengthen Red Wolf, so she desperately endured it. She began to find herself slowly adapting to the feeling of anal sex, just like before...

But even when she stopped screaming, Red Wolf thought of a new method.

The red wolf kicked off with its hind legs, but instead of thrusting, it pushed Pearwood's body out of the room. Pearwood was terrified but couldn't break free, grabbing whatever she could find with her hands.

However, when she let go, she accidentally cried out, and another thrust occurred, forcing her to cover her mouth with her hands. This allowed Pearwood to be pushed unimpeded out of the deck...

The Miao warriors and shamans, of course, knew that the Martial Demon Dragon would transform into the red wolf, but they never expected them to engage in intercourse in this way. Almost all of them were shocked and stood there dumbfounded...

"No! Don't look... Ah... Ah... (covers mouth)... Ugh... Hmm..."

Among these people, only one understood what she was saying and turned back to continue what she was doing.

However, the others seemed not to hear her and continued to stare blankly at the werewolf having sex.

“I told you… ah… here… don’t look!… Can’t you hear me? Ah…”

This time everyone finally heard her and turned their heads away. Li Mu held back her screams, and Red Wolf stopped, finally giving her a moment to relax…

Then she heard some strange noises…

like the sound of a penis thrusting, but Red Wolf hadn’t moved… Slowly, her gaze followed the source of the noises…

A step in front of the first Black Miao warrior who had turned around, there was a pool of white liquid…

He was masturbating, using the scene he had just witnessed.

Li Mu felt a sense of humiliation, so she closed her eyes and pretended not to see!

However, the sounds didn’t leave her; they continued to reach her ears, and grew louder and louder…

Then, Li Mu saw a scene, a scene she saw without opening her eyes.

All the Miao warriors were using their gloves to manipulate their penises, their minds replaying the lingering lewd image.

Pearwood's earlier embarrassment, that pitiful, alluring, and captivating demeanor, was seen through by the men she usually bossed around.

She regretted it; she shouldn't have been so clever as to provoke that vicious wolf.

The red wolf remained mounted on her back, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Pearwood couldn't see it, and knew it was impossible.

But that damned red wolf revealed an evil, cunning smile.

She probably didn't know that the Martial Demon Dragon's smile had only two meanings: extreme pleasure and extreme pain!

As a result, she cried...

The red wolf's penis moved again with her cries. The more it thrust in, the louder Pearwood's cries became. Finally, after getting used to the pain

, waves of pleasure began to emanate from her buttocks. Pearwood simply forgot all feelings of shame and tried to immerse herself in the intense desire...

"Ah...ah...woo...mmm...woo...cough...ah ah..."

It was indistinguishable whether it was a moan or a cry.

Now, instead, it was Limu who was moaning with each thrust of Chilang. Chilang, of course, knew what she was thinking, so he imitated her and stopped thrusting.

"Eh...no! Give it to me...my...my hole is so itchy..."

Hearing Limu's pleading, Chilang finally started moving again, thrusting into Limu's stomach until it was a mess.

Limu's hole also felt very itchy, so she reached out and touched her clitoris. The comfortable feeling made her lift her head and clearly see more than ten men masturbating behind her back.

Just like that, watching others masturbate while she was masturbating herself, this strange feeling made Limu feel uneasy, but at the same time, this emptiness was filled by Chilang's penis. Then, she didn't think about anything, just enjoying the feeling of this moment.

After a long while, and after Limu had climaxed several times on her own, Chilang finally pulled out his penis and ejaculated a large amount of semen onto Limu's back...

"Ugh... ugh... ugh ugh..."

Due to the intense intercourse, Limu could only collapse to the ground, panting, unable to even speak. The other Miao warriors couldn't hold back any longer. When Chilang transformed back into human form and went into the cabin to get dressed, they swarmed him, ejaculating onto Limu's face...

When he came out after changing, he saw Limu lying alone in the center, with the other Miao warriors far away. He knew what had happened, of course, and so he said something very sweet.

"If you're all feeling a bit pent up, why not come up and have a taste?" When

the others heard this, they thought they were dreaming.

But when they heard Limu's lewd cries...

and turned around to see Wu Molong playing with Limu's vagina while beckoning to them, they realized they really were dreaming...

a beautiful dream they hoped they wouldn't wake up from.

When Limu saw the men's eyes, fiercer than those of a red wolf, she knew...

a nightmare from which she would never wake had begun.

Hands, mouths, chests, vaginas, anuses—every orifice or place capable of pleasure was covered in filthy penises. While the warriors' penises were far smaller than Wu Molong's, their power was immense when each man's desire reached its peak.

As a result, Limu was surrounded and ravaged by eighteen men, three of whom were elderly Black Miao sorcerers.

And Wu Molong?

He sat alone at the stern, gazing at the scenery.

There was no helmsman, or rather, no one wanted to steer. Firstly, they didn't want to leave the seductive and alluring girl; secondly, they didn't want the boat to reach Black Sand Town so quickly.

Finally, after a full four hours, when everyone was exhausted, their penises aching, only Wu Molong stood energetically at the bow. He had occasionally touched Li Mu once or twice after that. Apart from Wu Molong, the other men were too tired to move.

Black Sand Town was another earthen town of the Black Miao tribe. Like Nanshao City, it had been flooded. Passing through the city gate, the boat sailed where what should have been the main street had been.

"Senior Brother!!!"

Shi Jiaolong had seen the boat approaching from afar and immediately greeted Wu Molong.

Unexpectedly, Shi Jiaolong didn't blame Wu Molong for feeding her the mind-controlling poison, and Wu Molong's previously anxious heart relaxed upon seeing Shi Jiaolong again after these past days.

“Long…Long’er.” Conversely, it was Wu Molong who felt a little embarrassed towards Shi Jiaolong.

Because the land was flooded, Wu Molong had to jump onto the rooftops. The Miao people had connected their roofs with wooden planks for mutual support.

As soon as Wu Molong stepped onto the roof, Shi Jiaolong ran over and hugged him without a word!

“Senior brother…I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left like this.”

“You don’t need to say anything…”

“Father…”

Before she could finish, Wu Molong silenced her with a kiss.

It was late at night, and although many of the Miao warriors on the boat knew about their relationship, they hadn’t expected such passion.

Among them, Li Mu was the most unwilling, but she was now completely naked and her legs were weak and powerless, so she could do nothing...

"Long'er, come with me, okay?"

"Ah!? No... How can we abandon my people?"

Too loud, Wu Molong covered Shi Jiaolong's hand and whispered,

"Don't be so loud, do you want everyone to hear?"

"Senior brother! I want to ask you, what are you doing here this time?"

This wasn't the first time Wu Molong had to answer this question, nor was it the first time he had evaded it. The problem was, he could lie and evade the questions from previous people, but who in the world could make Wu Molong tell the truth...? Only Elder Shi and his daughter.

"...I am here on the Emperor's orders to conquer the Black Miao tribe!"

"What? Weren't you pretending to cooperate with the Emperor? Attacking at this time, are you seriously trying to wipe us out?"

"Of course not."

After all, he was also a Black Miao! ...No, a Black Miao wolf.

"Then you'll help us repel those Han people!"

"If they retreat, what will happen to us?"

"Then we..."

Before he could finish, Wu Molong roared,

"We'll be separated! Master looks down on me! Long'er, there's only one thing I care about in this world, and that's you! I don't care about the emperor's precious treasures or riches; I only want you!"

"No, senior brother, you've misunderstood Father."

"Don't say anymore... the Han army is arriving. The current emperor is no saint; even the Witch King can't compare to him! We can't win!"

What?!

Didn't Wu Molong just give the order to meet at some 'Chiligong Town'?

Why are they suddenly attacking Black Sand Town?

"What's going on?"

"I just gave them a signal; they'll be here soon, Long'er..."

This time, it was Shi Jiaolong's turn to cover Wu Molong's mouth.

Her eyes showed an extremely serious expression, as if she knew something Wu Molong didn't.

"Senior brother! Come closer, listen carefully..."

Half an hour later, it was now dawn. Wu Molong opened the earthen city gate at the east gate of Black Sand Town,

letting a medium-sized warship sail in.

The three commanders were defeated generals who, following the coded signal, intended to claim all the credit without informing Shenwu!

"Second Captain, well done."

Jumping off the ship, Wu Molong said to the leading defeated general, and then it was time for him to take command again.

"Boss, no need to be polite."

This was the first time the second captain had spoken to Wu Molong...

but the voice was familiar.

Before today, Wu Molong had fought this person several times!

Then, a soldier took out a weapon.

A double crescent halberd!

Damn it!!!

"Long'er, you guessed right!"

His mission was complete!

The emperor was going to kill them to silence them!

In the end, 'friends' were still used to betray, and 'brothers' were used to exploit!

Without a word, the second captain pretended to take the halberd and suddenly thrust it at Wu Molong. The entire movement was as smooth as flowing water, silent and seamless!

Moreover, wasn't this move the "White Phoenix Spreads Its Wings" move from the "Peerless Heavenly Halberd," a family secret technique of the Zhongshan Tianji Sect?

This move might be difficult for others, but it wouldn't be difficult for Wu Molong!!!

Suddenly, Wu Molong turned around and firmly grasped the double crescent halberds, which surprised the second, third, and fourth captains!

"Show your true face!"

With a flick of his left hand, a fierce blast of crimson energy rushed towards them, the intensity of the fire causing the three to feel suffocated, their internal energy almost completely disrupted. They hadn't

expected Wu Molong's skill to be so high; they had already suffered a loss, and their masks were also burned, forcing them to remove them.

Although they knew what was going on, one of the familiar faces appearing before Wu Molong still surprised him.

"It really is you... Lü Fengxian, Guo Zhen, and... Gao Wenzhong?"

Yes!

The second captain was none other than Lü Fengxian, the current number one young martial arts master in the Central Plains and the leader of the Tianji Sect!

Accompanying him were his sworn brother, Guo Zhen, the senior disciple of the Shushan Sect, and Gao Wenzhong, the leader of the Diancang Sect.

Now, Wu Molong roughly understood the meaning of 'defeated generals'.

The so-called 'defeated generals' were a group of famous generals who failed in history.

Lü Fengxian was a traitor who sold his father for personal gain, and the number one warrior of the Three Kingdoms period, 'Lü Bu Fengxian'. In history, Lü Bu has always been hailed as the number one warrior, but among the defeated generals, he ranks second. Why?

The reason is Wu Molong.

His name is 'Chu Ba Yu', which is 'Xiang Yu, the Hegemon of Western Chu'. Perhaps in the emperor's mind, Xiang Yu was stronger than Lü Bu!

And 'Gao Wenzhong' is none other than Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor of King Zhou of the Xia Dynasty.

What about Guo Zhen?

Wu Molong racked his brains but couldn't recall any historical general named Guo Zhen.

"You don't need to think about it."

"Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Of course, when I first heard my own name, I couldn't think of anyone who represented my defeated opponent."

"Who was it?"

"Guo Ziyi."

Guo Ziyi, a general of the Tang Dynasty, also known as Guo Linggong, was nicknamed 'True Lord' in the army during his lifetime, and many of his close friends called him 'Guo Zhenjun'.

It was unexpected that among the righteous martial arts figures who besieged the Demon Village in the capital that day, there were as many as three defeated generals.

But upon closer reflection, this wasn't entirely unexpected.

Since the destruction of the Demon Village was the Emperor's decree, and Wu Molong himself was willing to cooperate from within, the credit was practically his for the taking. It was perfectly reasonable for his own henchmen to share this sure-win credit!

Lu Fengxian and Gao Wenzhong were one thing, but even Guo Zhen, one of the future leaders of the Shu Mountain Sect, was a defeated party. It seems the emperor is not only generous but also knows how to use people's hearts. Otherwise, how many of these ambitious young men would be willing to be the court's lackeys?

However, Wu Molong had no right to judge others!

Wasn't he also someone who loved a free and unrestrained life?

Now he was just a pawn that the emperor could discard at any time...

"Soldiers! Slaughter those Black Miao people without leaving a single one alive!!"

"Yes!!"

After saying that, the soldiers jumped into the water, fully armed, ready to kill any Miao people they saw in the streets!

"The third team will stay behind to deal with our boss!"

Some soldiers: "Yes!!!"

"What a pity... I really want to know, between Lu Bu and Xiang Yu, who is stronger? Who is weaker?"

"I also regret it. If I had enough time to kill you in the most cruel and brutal way, it would feel very satisfying!"

The two had clashed several times before!

When the Mad Demon Stronghold occupied Shanxi, Lü Fengxian and his son had fought several battles against Wu Molong.

However, after the Mad Demon Stronghold found their hidden hideout, the Heavenly Halberd Gate could no longer locate them, and Lü Fengxian was unaware of the secret dealings the stronghold conducted, considering it a great humiliation!

Now, the opportunity to settle personal scores had arrived!

"Kill!!!!!!!!!!"

At the command, the soldiers surrounded Wu Molong, but due to his formidable martial arts skills, they were not confident in charging forward.

"Aren't you coming? If not, I'll do it! Kill!!"

The soldiers: "Ahhh....Ahhh....Wow!!!!!"

Suddenly, a hail of arrows rained down, killing not those on the ships, but Han Chinese soldiers swimming in the water or walking on rooftops.

"What, what's going on!?"

The first to notice the situation was Gao Wenzhong. Everyone looked at him and saw something unbelievable!

A large group of Black Miao soldiers hid within the earthen city walls, which contained trapdoors for concealment.

"This..."

"You don't need to think about it."

Mimicking Guo Zhen's tone, Wu Molong said smugly,

"This is called a 'fangjian,' used by the Jiaozhi people to ambush enemies within the earthen city walls! You Central Plains people wouldn't know how to do these things!"

"You... Chu Bayu! You dare to betray your country and sell out the Han people?"

Wu Molong couldn't help but laugh. Everything had been within Shi Jiaolong's expectations, even their words were almost identical.

Perhaps Wu Molong had always misjudged one thing: the emperor might truly be unparalleled, but in terms of strategy, he still couldn't match Shi Jiaolong.

Opening the city gates to let the Han people into the city, using fangjian to ambush the Han army...

and Shi Jiaolong's words had moved him.

Volume Two, "The Witch Queen Chapter," Chapter 4:

We don't know what Shi Jiaolong said to Wu Molong, but...

he's a wolf, a wolf of the Miao people, what business is it of you Central Plains people?

Now he had a sudden realization, and he decided to help the Black Miao tribe fight this war!

Even though the Black Miao tribe's fighting strength was currently inferior to that of the Han people and they were trapped by floods, it was still their home. For Wu Molong, this was not important.

If Shi Jiaolong wanted to do something, as long as the two of them could be together, he would do anything!

"Chu Bayu, are you going to destroy your future and wealth?"

It's ridiculous!

Is this begging me?

"Brother Fengxian... do it! Before you die by my hand, I will give you a little bit of dignity. Don't worry, those archers won't attack us, because I will kill everyone on this ship!"

"Go to hell!!"

Amidst the flames of war, Wu Molong had immense confidence in himself!

As long as he was by Shi Jiaolong's side, he was the invincible Mad Demon Seventh Village Chief!

He would shatter the enemy he hated in front of him!

A cornered beast fought desperately in Black Sand Town; Dragon Fang's True Fire raged with immense force.

A shocking revelation: the master and disciple are still alive; the defeated army flees in disarray!

The aftershocks haven't subsided before another arises; the cult leader's wolfish ambitions are revealed,

the holy witch queen is imprisoned unjustly; a dramatic prison break is scheduled for tomorrow. Weapons

are a type of martial arts, and martial arts are also

a type of weapon

. Martial arts are the power honed through arduous training to defeat weapons, while weapons are tools forged

to overcome martial arts. Those with profound and superior martial arts

can defeat any weapon. Similarly, a sturdy and ingenious weapon can also break through the strongest martial arts.

Martial arts and weapons are the most contradictory yet also the most seamless pair in the world, because they share the same goal—to defeat the enemy!

For this purpose, the most contradictory aspect becomes the most compelling reason. Therefore, the strongest weapons in the world are always paired with the most compatible martial arts, and the strongest martial artists in the world always possess a signature weapon.

Lü Fengxian has the Crescent Moon Halberds of the Heavenly Halberd Sect, Guo Zhen has the Azure Dragon Holy Sword of the Cangshan Sect, Gao Wenzhong has the Taiyi Qingxian Sword of the Shushan Sect…

only Wu Molong has nothing in his hands.

Facing three opponents alone, and with the relentless advance of the army behind him, Wu Molong was immediately at a disadvantage.

Strangely, not a single Black Miao tribesman offered archery assistance; the only archers were the Central Plains soldiers trying to escape or who had been knocked overboard.

Just as Wu Molong had said, those on the ship were his to kill.

However, Wu Molong did not regret relinquishing the 'Demon Wolf Fang' that day.

Giving it to his only disciple, Lin Guoyun, meant he was no longer its master!

The emperor had also entrusted the Demon Wolf Fang to Wu Molong that day, hoping he would once again wield this most ferocious weapon in the world to kill enemies.

But he refused.

And today, he would use his fighting spirit and strength to reshape his own weapon!

"Get out of the way!!!!"

With a burst of explosive force, even someone as strong as Lü Fengxian couldn't stand firm and was forced to retreat three steps. The others retreated even further, and eight more were blasted overboard, shot dead before even entering the water.

However, as one group retreated, more arrived, knowing that without fighting desperately, there was no chance of survival.

Surrender? With Lü Fengxian and the others around, unless you wanted to die under the Fangtian Halberd...

Even Lü Fengxian dared not act rashly, signaling her soldiers to throw their weapons at Wu Molong. But he neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the sharp weapons to pierce his body…

Single-edged swords, iron spears, rulers, and other weapons all pierced Wu Molong's body. Due to the immense exertion, Wu Molong was slaughtered the moment he lost his protective aura. Yet, he did not flinch from the pain. Driven by the instincts of a wild wolf, he howled wildly, and bursts of blazing flames erupted from his limbs, scorching his skin. The soldiers had no choice but to abandon their weapons, abandoning even their life-saving weapons.

“Damn it… what kind of martial art is this!”

“It really has the legendary fire energy… I’ve seen it before, but Central Plains martial arts couldn’t possibly have such fiery internal energy!”

This was to be expected. The mainstream of Central Plains martial arts involved circulating true qi throughout the body to enhance physical abilities, while Wu Molong practiced Miao martial arts, guided by witchcraft, and cultivating fire energy, water energy, thunder energy, and so on as internal force was commonplace.

"Attack, warriors! We can't let him get his weapons!"

"Too late..."

Amidst the raging flames, Wu Molong's voice rang out. His steel spear and single-edged sword gradually softened from the heat, twisting into a single form. Even though he was one with the fire, he was still flesh and blood. When Wu Molong pulled the red-hot weapons from his body with his bare hands, his skin was immediately burned open, his life essence flowing onto the metal, branding his soul into it...

"Alright... Lü Bu! Xiang Yu's weapon is about to appear."

Even without seeing it, one could sense from the flames that Wu Molong was mocking them.

He was mocking their lack of confidence in one-on-one combat, especially Lü Fengxian, who was his equal!

That's how the martial world has always been!

There was no point in blaming anyone, but this disappointed Wu Molong.

"Today, let's compare our weapons!"

Wu Molong's strongest techniques had always been palm strikes and attacks from his transformation into a red wolf; he had never been known to use weapons.

Even the 'Demon Wolf Fang' had only been used a handful of times, and only when encountering opponents with sharp divine weapons.

He pulled the handle from his chest, the fiery energy dissipated, leaving him with only a golden metal rod—neither copper nor iron—

a staff a head taller than him, six feet long.

"True Fire Dragon Fang Staff!"

Martial Demon Dragon's long hair turned red, his breath steaming like vapor. His body was as scorching as his newly forged staff. With a horizontal swing, he swept down dozens of Central Plains soldiers.

Broken teeth, dislocated jaws, missing teeth, blown heads, broken bones...

these were the conditions of more than ten soldiers; those with more severe injuries suffered all.

Among the eighteen martial arts, the staff is considered the easiest to learn, easy to learn but difficult to master, because its destructive power is the weakest among the five great weapons (sword, spear, halberd, staff). However, since the staff, a blunt weapon, is listed among the five great weapons, it must possess its own unique charm.

Wu Molong experienced it...

even he himself probably didn't expect that this weapon, hastily crafted and improvised, would possess such power. Moreover, after just one swing, Wu Molong almost fell in love with the feeling.

Because it was blunt and without sharpness, the pain would faithfully be transmitted to the enemy, and there was no need to worry about sharpening the blade after a fierce battle. Wu Molong felt he had made the right choice; this weapon was perfectly suited to him!

During his time as a bandit, Wu Molong had faced many masters of staff and spear, and had encountered opponents who gave him headaches. Now, using those staff techniques, these incomplete staff moves possessed a certain terrifying power in his hands.

"What's wrong, Lü Fengxian? It's fine if you don't fight one-on-one, but now you don't even have the courage to fight them all together?"

Lü Fengxian, Guo Zhen, and Gao Wenzhong exchanged glances, and seeing the soldiers around them retreating, they had no more reason to run away.

The three of them roared simultaneously, and the Lü and Guo brothers charged forward!

"Yes, yes, this is your last and only chance, you bastards! If you don't give it your all, I'll impatiently have my men shoot you all!"

*Whoosh!*

The Crescent Halberd and Azure Dragon Sword pierced through Wu Molong's ribs simultaneously. Deliberately not dodging, he unleashed his fiery inner energy like a raging torrent!

A heavy palm strike landed on Lü Fengxian's chest, so fast that she didn't even have time to think of dodging. Lü Fengxian was sent flying far away by the sixth level of the Fiery Dragon Devouring Flame Palm...

Having taken a heavy blow, Lü Fengxian didn't suffer a loss. Grasping the halberd handle, she used the power of Wu Molong's thunderous palm strike to pull the halberd blade from Wu Molong's waist!

Guo Zhen also mustered all his strength, twisting the Azure Dragon Sword inside Wu Molong's abdomen. Not daring to linger, before Wu Molong could retaliate, Guo Zhen had already retreated to the side.

Meanwhile, Gao Wenzhong, the remaining swordsman, made his move. The Taiyi Qingxian Sword, once still, changed the very fabric of the world; its three-foot blade was upon him in the blink of an eye, its speed astonishing. "

Well done, Wu Molong! Haste makes waste!"

He flipped his hands, his Dragon Fang sword poised to intercept the Qingxian Sword.

In truth, even he hadn't expected the staff to be such a useful weapon!

He had tried swords and sabers before, but neither suited him; he hadn't expected the staff to be so comfortable. Imitating the techniques of past staff masters—flicking, lifting, slashing, pointing, slicing, thrusting, hanging, sweeping, and twisting—

combined with his own superior skill, he actually repelled the weapon expert, Gao Wenzhong of the Shu Mountain Sect!

"Terrifying..."

After exchanging over ten blows with Wu Molong's staff, Gao Wenzhong decided to stop and retreat.

The Taiyi Qingxian Sword in Wu Molong's hand was cleaved in three places, and the True Fire Dragon Fang Staff in his hand also cracked dozens of times. This was enough, because when Wu Molong unleashed his fire energy, the Dragon Fang Staff, fueled by the fire, gradually repaired itself.

What Wu Molong needed wasn't some weapon capable of severing hair with a single blow; his staff only needed to withstand the heavy blows and slashes of the sword, as it could heal itself using his internal energy.

And what about Gao Wenzhong's Qingxian Sword?

Was the precious sword, forged by a renowned master over many years, simply destroyed?

No, because Guo Zhen had rejoined the battle. While Guo Zhen was entangled with Wu Molong, Gao Wenzhong was doing what he needed to do.

He then took out several talismans from his back and scattered them in the sky, chanting a spell:

"The sky is vast and the earth is boundless. Gao Wenzhong, a disciple of Mount Shu, requests that all the sword immortals descend to the mortal realm to borrow my magic. May Taiyi mend the heavens, the Vajra sword and armor, the divine weapon be revived, and my curse be expelled!!"

The talismans, imbued with the power of magic, flew towards the Taiyi Qingxian sword, automatically enveloping the precious sword and assimilating with it, thus repairing the divine weapon.

In the blink of an eye, the Qingxian Sword returned to its former glory, radiant with new life. Its speed was so great that even Wu Molong's Dragon Fang Staff couldn't recover in time. This was one of the forty-nine spells in the 'Heavenly Immortal Treasure Register'.

"This..."

Even with his knowledge of the Shu Mountain Sect's swordsmanship and immortal arts, Guo Zhen was witnessing this for the first time and couldn't help but marvel.

"Molong's power is formidable, and his moves are strange. We can't afford to lose our composure! You take the lead, and I'll assist you with spells from the side. Brother Fengxian will deliver the fatal blow!"

Lu Fengxian, standing to the side, was exerting all his energy to neutralize the fierce, fiery internal force within him. His face was ashen, a clear indication that he was certain he couldn't defeat Wu Molong.

Guo Zhen knew that without going all out, defeat was inevitable. He then channeled his energy into his sword, using his own blood essence to activate it. The Azure Dragon drank blood, spitting out true light. Gao Wenzhong thrust out his sword, the same simple move, 'Azure Dragon Emerges from its Cave,' now even more powerful and sharp!

Wu Molong, impatient and fearless of the fierce sword strike, met the attack with his Dragon Fang Staff!

Boom!!!

Completely different from last time, the two fought to a standstill. Wu Molong felt his blood surging, and the Azure Dragon Sword pierced through the Dragon Fang Staff!

"You're not the only one in the world with such high internal strength!!"

"Hmph!!"

The Dragon Fang Staff, having been pierced, also locked the Azure Dragon Sword. With a forceful press, the Azure Dragon Sword was strangled!

"My turn!!"

Having just dealt with Lü Fengxian's full-force attack, Wu Molong, though not fully recovered, could still unleash a fourth-level Fiery Dragon's Breath Palm. However, Gao Wenzhong, quick-witted and agile, hastily formed a shield with a talisman to block Wu Molong's thunderous strike!

"Spit..."

"The finishing touch!!"

Guo Zhen, after a brief moment of recovery, unleashed another powerful attack. The Azure Dragon Sword, bearing the force, pierced through the Dragon Fang Staff, and its tip even managed to turn on its own, aiming directly for Wu Molong's right eye!

Even someone as skilled as Wu Molong had never witnessed such wondrous swordsmanship. He hastily withdrew his staff and fled.

However, Gao Wenzhong wouldn't let him escape so easily…

"Heavenly soldiers have arrived, the Dharma army is at its peak, the Qiantang River surges forth, its currents raging!!!"

Qiantang was the name of a water dragon. Although Guo Zhen and the others didn't know Wu Molong's true form as a red wolf, they knew he was made of fire! Using talismans to create a raging sea of waves to engulf him, besides its immense destructive power, it also served to prevent his terrifying fire energy.

But beyond these, there was another reason, and this reason was perhaps the most important…

"Give me your life!!!!"

Lü Fengxian had been lying in wait for a long time, and although his power hadn't been greatly depleted, his spiritual energy was still abundant. His twin crescent halberds gleamed with ferocious power, and Wu Molong felt a killing intent surging towards him like a torrential downpour!

Riding the raging waves, using the heavenly halberds for leverage, he moved like a cascading waterfall. Within the giant waves, the heavenly halberds seemed omnipresent, engulfing the demon dragon! The 'Peerless Heavenly Halberd' was originally powered by water, and the waves created by talismans and incantations made it even more ferocious and powerful.

Without the Dragon Fang Staff, Wu Molong had no choice but to use his hands to block!

Lü Fengxian, relying on the momentum of the surging waves behind her, attacked with increasing ferocity with her giant halberd, forcing Wu Molong to retreat continuously until he reached the stern of the ship!

"Damn it..."

Forced into a corner, Wu Molong gritted his teeth and took two stabs, buying time to gather his strength and turn the tide. He threw a punch at Lü Fengxian's face, but compared to the previous Fire Dragon Palm technique, this attack was like a mosquito bite!

"Damn it! Why has Wu Molong become so effeminate? Was that punch just to tickle me??"

Ignoring her, Wu Molong focused all his strength on breaking free from the predicament, but the fire energy within him was suppressed by the water and couldn't be unleashed...

Gao Wenzhong and the other man certainly wouldn't let this opportunity pass. Guo Zhen had switched to a stack of sword talismans, which, under the influence of spiritual power, instantly transformed into dozens of long-handled swords! He

even used sword-wielding techniques to circle around to Wu Molong's back and stab him!

To coordinate with the attack, Lü Fengxian simply abandoned her halberd and firmly grasped Wu Molong's hands, leaving him helplessly watching as a thousand swords pierced his body!

"A mere sword talisman, do you think it can stop me?"

He simply let the sword talisman pierce his body, but the talisman sword lacked the power to wound Wu Molong, only forcing him to painfully slam his power onto Lü Fengxian's head!

In terms of fighting spirit, Lü Fengxian was no match for Wu Molong, but he still persevered, because he knew his comrades wouldn't let him suffer for long.

Sure enough!

"Azure Dragon Devours the Sky and Sun!!!"

Guo Zhen, riding the momentum of the sword talisman, unleashed the most ruthless move of the Azure Dragon Sword. Even though the sword talisman couldn't harm Wu Molong in the slightest, the Azure Dragon Sword was different!

*Crack!*

The Azure Dragon Sword pierced straight through Wu Molong's heart, without missing a beat. In terms of swordsmanship alone, Guo Zhen might be superior to Gao Wenzhong, but his sword could only penetrate three inches into the flesh, unable to go any further…

“Unfortunately… your skill, though high, is not enough to break through my protective aura!”

“You monster…”

“But I have it!”

Snatching the sword, Lü Fengxian desperately poured her inner strength into it. She felt the fiery energy within Wu Molong's body surging wildly due to prolonged suppression. Her hands felt like they were holding red-hot iron, yet she still struggled to pierce him deeper, deeper, deeper!!!

“And me!!”

She drew the Taiyi Qingxian Sword again, daring not to hold back any longer. In meditation, she merged with the sword, her entire body overflowing with boundless sword energy. This was the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect's ultimate technique: 'Heavenly Sword'.

Under the influence of the sword energy, the Qingxian Sword became enormous, even obscuring Gao Wenzhong's figure, which was absorbed into the sword. The massive sword, with its straight hilt, pierced straight through Wu Molong's back!!

Under attack from both sides, Wu Molong finally couldn't take it anymore and coughed up blood. Lü Fengxian felt the pressure from the sword greatly reduced, while Gao Wenzhong, who was one with the sword, felt it even more intensely. The entire giant sword emitted a blazing light, and Gao Wenzhong himself became excited!

"Had enough fun."

Suddenly, a cold arrow, accompanied by a strong wind, shot towards his face. Guo Zhen caught it with quick eyes and hands, but the arrow's force was too strong. Even someone as strong as Guo Zhen was thrown from his hand by the force of the arrow. Fortunately, he reached out to catch it for Lü Fengxian, otherwise, the arrow might have pierced Lü Fengxian's head.

At the same time, Gao Wenzhong was also hit by an arrow. The force of the arrow that hit him was obviously not as strong. The giant sword collapsed, revealing Wenzhong's true form. He fell to the ground, and Lü Fengxian, who was also wounded by the arrow, knelt on the ground.

"Damn it!? Didn't we agree not to fire arrows?"

Gao Wenzhong was furious, his anger directed at the red-clad old man who had fired the first arrow. He was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, exuding an imposing aura. The marks of time were clearly visible on his face, and his single eye added to his domineering presence. On his back, a crescent moon totem was clearly visible.

Red-clad, one-eyed, crescent-shaped totem—Guo Zhen, the most knowledgeable among them, immediately recognized the man…

This was also the reason Shi Jiaolong had persuaded Wu Molong.

Yes, this man was Elder Shi, the one who fired the first arrow, the head of the four elders under the Black Miao tribe's Moon Worship Cult leader: Shi, Po, Tian, and Jing.

He was standing beside his daughter, Shi Jiaolong, who had fired the second arrow. The space inside the lintel must have felt very cramped for his robust frame.

"Red, yellow, blue, and purple, a thunderous display! Are you Elder Shi of the Moon Worship Cult?!"

"Indeed, it is this humble old man!"

Elder Shi admitted without hesitation. He was not afraid to reveal his identity. In fact, these three little devils posed no threat to him at all.

Lu, Guo, and Gao exchanged glances, then simultaneously swallowed the Dragon Blood Pill. Their depleted internal energy recovered in an instant. Although it was only for a quarter of an hour, these three brats believed they had enough power and time to overwhelm the old man!

"Peerless Heavenly Halberd—Peerless Chaotic Dance!!"

"Heavenly Treasure Sword Talisman—Ten Thousand Swords Soaring to the Sky!!"

"Azure Dragon Sword Technique—Dragon Shadow Dominating the World!!"

"Hmph! Ignorant brat!! Nine Flavors True Fire Technique—Blazing Dragon Spitting Flame Palm!!!!"

Compared to Wu Molong, Elder Shi's internal energy was stronger and more refined. His violent and frenzied nature perfectly complemented the fiery and thunderous internal forces. Under the power of the Eighth Heaven's Blazing Dragon Spitting Flame Palm! Gao Wenzhong and Guo Zhen's swords were completely blasted down before they could even finish their initial stance. And Lu Fengxian?

Wu Molong retrieved his weapon and was now engaged in a full-force battle with the two of them!

Under the combined internal force of the two, the winds of the staff and halberd raged, and unable to gain the upper hand after a prolonged attack, Lü Fengxian grew increasingly anxious and could only intensify her attacks, swinging her halberd even faster!

However, every move was within Wu Molong's grasp!

"Brother Lü! Your attacks only seek lethality, not variation; they'll be easily seen through!"

"Then Brother Chu! You'd better watch out!!"

With that, the double crescent halberd in Lü Fengxian's hands immediately changed, becoming like a weapon made of pure water, endlessly varied, even more unpredictable than Wu Molong's fiery energy!

Originally, the martial arts of the Heavenly Halberd Sect emphasized the fluidity of water, the nemesis of fire energy. Lü Fengxian's previous water-based attack had been too hasty, unable to utilize even half of the water's skillful power. Now, with Wu Molong's guidance, she immediately channeled her energy like splashing water, piercing Wu Molong's halberd twice more amidst the ever-changing blades!

However, Wu Molong, struck by the halberds, not only did not fall but instead charged towards Lü Fengxian, unleashing the remaining forty percent of his internal force!

"Fierce Dragon's Flaming Palm, Triple Heaven!!!"

A massive palm slammed heavily into Lü Fengxian's chest, unleashing a torrent of fiery energy that burned through her body! The energy scorched her internal organs, twelve meridians, and eight extraordinary vessels...

As a result, Lü Fengxian was sent flying back onto the original boat, Wu Molong fell into the water, and Guo and Gao, heavily struck by Elder Shi, could only struggle to hold on.

Lü Fengxian, his momentum blocked by the wooden deck of the boat, was indignant!

He knew that for his final strike, instigated by Wu Molong, he had used the ever-changing water-flow energy. However, while this power was versatile, it couldn't inflict fatal damage on Wu Molong; on the contrary, it affected the efficacy of the Dragon Blood Pill. If he hadn't inadvertently listened to Wu Molong's words, perhaps he could have used the power of the Dragon Blood Pill to kill Wu Molong with a single blow...

But, by changing his attack method, Lü Fengxian had been deliberately targeted by Wu Molong with this non-fatal move, using it as a last-ditch effort to finish him off.

Defeated, utterly defeated…

Just then, he heard two coughs. Damn it, the monster had gotten up again.

Wu Molong climbed back onto the boat from the water. This monster, covered in wounds, still wielded his True Fire Dragon Fang Staff. Lü Fengxian dared not linger any longer. With Guo and Gao's help, she used the last of her Dragon Blood Pill's strength to escape…

The Han soldiers on the boat were all at a loss. Should they flee or fight?

A cowardly soldier knelt down to beg for mercy, but was killed by an arrow to the head…

The rest could only watch the weakened Wu Molong. Though weak, he was still a formidable enemy. Perhaps reaching his limit, the True Fire Dragon Fang Staff, born of fire, turned back into a ball of flame and vanished into thin air.

The Central Plains soldiers surrounded Wu Molong. If even one dared to utter a sound, their knives would all be aimed at him!

"Alright, let's go."

"Master..."

"Can't you even keep the rules you set yourself?"

What he meant was that everyone on this ship had to be killed by Wu Molong himself. Although three had already escaped, he hadn't broken his vow, because the Miao people hadn't shot any of the Han people on the ship.

"..."

"Answer me!!!"

"Yes!"

Hearing Elder Shi's 'encouragement,' Wu Molong stood up again. His dantian was now completely empty, but he still wanted to fight!

He still chose to face the siege of these hundreds of soldiers.

"Friend, is this the number you think can kill me?"

The friend he spoke of was naturally the emperor...

He looked at the army in front of him. In the emperor's mind, was this army, along with the three defeated generals, the capital to defeat Wu Molong?

"Fine... friend, then let me see how much your estimate differs from my true strength!"

A roar erupted, and streams of energy, carrying a blood-red mist, surged from all directions, enveloping Wu Molong's entire body!

A flash of red light, and Wu Molong transformed into the form of a demonic wolf. Its terrifying appearance caused most of the soldiers to retreat, and Elder Shi's troops had already departed.

Before they could even escape, the entire Central Plains army perished under the demonic wolf's pure and terrifying violence,

their deaths gruesome. Afterwards, when the Central Plains troops led by the Divine Martial Army arrived at Black Sand Town, rumors spread among the superstitious soldiers that the Miao army had deployed the demon god Chi You, causing morale to plummet...

And Wu Molong?

He was rescued. After defeating all the Central Plains soldiers, his strength was completely exhausted; both his human internal energy and the demonic wolf's demonic power were gone.

However, Elder Shi's troops did not turn back to find him, because both Elder Shi and Wu Molong knew that as long as they could survive within the Miao territory, Wu Molong would be saved.

As expected, that very night, a seven-colored-tailed, golden-winged spirit bird descended from the sky, its sharp claws gripping the heavily wounded Martial Demon Dragon, placing it on the deck of Elder Shi's warship.

The Golden-Winged Phoenix nested in the Tall Forest of Mount Ling, the watershed between the Black and White Miao tribes. To the west of Mount Ling lay the Tall Forest, to the east the Qilin Cave, south of the Mount Ling range lay the White Miao's territory, and to the north the Black Miao.

Decades ago, the Crimson Wolf had already become friends with the Golden-Winged Phoenix and the Fiery-Eyed Qilin. The reason was simple: these were the only three highly intelligent spirit beasts on Mount Ling, and since there was no conflict of interest, the three became friends.

Incidentally, the Crimson Wolf's fiery power wasn't innate; it was taught to it by the Fiery-Eyed Qilin. Therefore, when it grew to adulthood, learning Elder Shi's Fire Dragon Palm was much easier for it.

This fact was known only to Elder Shi and the Martial Demon Dragon; even Shi Jiaolong was unaware of it.

Why?

...

To be honest, the Martial Demon Dragon was a little embarrassed, because this Golden-Winged Phoenix was male.

Moreover, it needed to mate with a female possessing high spiritual power to produce offspring. The key point was that, aside from humans, very few creatures in the world could cultivate such high-level Holy Spirit power.

Yes, there were many spirit birds and sacred beasts in the world with high spiritual power, but if two spirit beasts mated, it rarely resulted in a good outcome.

Take dragons, for example: the Azure Dragon King, unable to resist the beauty of a Shura woman, fathered nine dragon sons with her, all of them inappropriate.

The Asura race is a rather peculiar clan among the Nine Heavens. Both men and women are brave and skilled in battle, but the men are tall, strong, and extremely ugly, while the women are all beautiful and stunning.

Centuries ago, the Crimson Dragon King mated with a human woman. Although she lacked sufficient spiritual power to give birth to a dragon fetus, she gave birth to Liu Bang, the founder of the Han Dynasty, who eventually became emperor!

Following this example, various spirit beasts sought out beautiful human women to mate with, producing many extraordinary and gifted individuals. However, their ultimate goal remained procreation; they needed to find someone capable of bearing their offspring...

Therefore, various spirit beast worshippers have a system of "shamans," focusing on cultivating human women with high spiritual power to help their deities (spirit beasts) procreate.

Only those whose essence is close to that of a spirit beast can give birth to its offspring. Of course, male shamans also exist, but they are similar, so we won't discuss them further.

Shi Jiaolong's spiritual power was also considerable; she was one of the most powerful witches among the many witches of Baiyue. If she knew the relationship between the Crimson Wolf and the two spirit beasts, she would definitely demand to see them.

Given her beauty, it wouldn't be surprising if the Golden-Winged Phoenix chose her as a mating partner.

Fortunately, spirit beasts have extremely long lifespans, and their mating season only comes once every few hundred years. Although the time should be approaching now, their lust hasn't erupted in the past few years…

"Old man Golden-Winged Phoenix… I'm sorry."

Lying on the deck, Wu Molong used his remaining strength to say thank you. The Golden-Winged Phoenix swept its head in front of him, leaving a single tear before departing.

That tear was undoubtedly for healing. While phoenix tears don't have the power to bring the dead back to life, they are a very effective healing elixir for living creatures. So why not use phoenix blood, which can bring the dead back to life and enhance power?

Unlike humans, spirit beasts are not easily injured, and even if they are, their recovery time is very short (already short for us). They are also not easily killed, so theoretically, spending a few drops of blood on a friend is nothing.

However, if any creature drinks the blood of a phoenix, it means that creature will be cursed for all eternity. Even among spirit beasts, the phoenix holds a very high position, perhaps even higher than the dragon. Both the phoenix and the qilin are extremely rare, and both are compassionate, auspicious, and benevolent sacred beasts.

Unlike the dragon and qilin, the phoenix is almost entirely non-aggressive and not as fierce as the former two.

Drinking the blood of a phoenix is tantamount to admitting that you have harmed a completely pure creature. Your entire life will be cursed by this phoenix. You'd better pray that it dies completely at your hands, otherwise, the next time you see it, its twelve tail feathers will play a deafening symphony!

The phoenix's cry is the strongest sonic power in the world; anyone who hears it will be cursed for eternity.

There are only two solutions: one is to suffer until fate decides that you have paid for the pain you deserve... the other is to wait for the phoenix to be reborn from the ashes. Of course, neither of these will be easy.

Shortly after Wu Molong collapsed and fell asleep on the deck, the Black Miao people rushed from the cabin to the deck, only to find that the Golden-Winged Phoenix had already departed.

Elder Shi was among them. Seeing his treacherous disciple sleeping unconscious on the deck, Elder Shi felt a complex mix of emotions.

After a moment's thought, he picked up his most prized disciple and carried him back to the room he had prepared for him but never used...

"Hmm..."

Awakened by the sunlight streaming through the window, Wu Molong stared blankly out the window. Such intense morning sunlight hadn't been seen in the Miao region for a long time; recently, the sky had been overcast, or it had been raining heavily.

"A rare ray of sunshine; perhaps today will be a good day."

It wasn't uncommon for people to regard a rare sunrise as a good omen, but whenever this happened, it was always when Elder Shi received an important and difficult mission from the sect.

In the past, the master and disciple had twice faced near-death experiences.

Both times, Elder Shi had interpreted seemingly normal circumstances as good omens.

What insurmountable task had he received this time?

With his divine skills perfected, was there anything he couldn't accomplish?

In Wu Molong's heart, at this moment, only one task troubled him so deeply:

to kill him with his own hands…

“Master.”

“You've been unconscious for two days. How are you? Feeling any better?”

To avoid letting Shi Jiaolong know about the Golden-Winged Phoenix, seeing her probably exhausted from caring for him and leaning against the wall asleep, Wu Molong finally spoke with relief: “That old man's tears always make me sleep for so long, but each time they give me a feeling of being reborn.”

“Is that so? That's good…”

Elder Shi said, standing up.

“Master Shi, I sometimes feel guilty during these times, so you don't need to hold back.”

With that, Wu Molong also stood up, resigned to his fate, closing his eyes to await death.

“Fool…”

“Hmm!?”

“Did I ever say I was going to kill you?”

“I thought…”

“I just feel sorry for you.”

“Eh!?”

Elder Shi sighed deeply. Wu Molong had never seen him with such an expression since becoming his disciple.

“Master Shi…?”

“Now, of the four elders of the Black Miao Moon Worship Cult, only I am left.”

“What!?”

“Elder Po, Elder Tian, and Elder Jing are all dead…”

As he spoke, Elder Shi took out three small spirit tablets from his chest.

The four elders were like brothers. It was impossible for Wu Molong to believe that his master had lied about their deaths to gain his trust.

But… a question arose.

The three elders were all highly skilled in martial arts. Who could have killed them?

“Did the Witch King order them to commit suicide?”

After thinking it over, Wu Molong also thought that this was the only possibility. Even if the Moon Worship Cult Leader was ambitious and had superb martial arts, he didn’t have the ability to defeat monsters like the three elders.

"No!"

With that, a tremor of anger and resentment emanated from Elder Shi's iron-willed back. He bit his lip, and two streams of tears streamed down his face...

"Ya Qi... how's your martial arts progressing?"

"Hahahaha... Hmm? I've reached the seventh level."

*Slap!

* Without another word, Elder Shi slapped Wu Molong across the face.

And it was quite loud, so loud that even the sleeping Shi Jiaolong was awakened.

"Fool! You actually revealed your cultivation level without even thinking?"

"Eh! But... Master Shi, you are mine..."

*Slap!* *Slap!*

Two more slaps followed, even harder than before.

"Ouch! You damned old man!!"

"Kid! Don't think you're so great! Even when facing me, you must be prepared to hold back, or you won't even know why you died!"

"Then... Master Shi, why are you asking?"

"It's simple. I need to kill the sect leader for the Witch King! So, I need your help!"

"This..."

In the Black Miao tribe, the Moon Worship Cult is the spiritual leader.

Even compared to the Great King, the witches, warriors, and even elders should prioritize the sect leader over the Great King.

For Elder Shi to be convinced that the sect leader must be killed, something unusual must have happened!

Before Wu Molong went to the Central Plains, the Moon Worship Cult leader was a good person—at least Wu Molong thought so, as did Elder Shi and Shi Jiaolong. Aside from his extensive research on strange beasts, the sect leader had no bad habits.

He wasn't even interested in the two common male vices: lust and greed! Of course, all of this was a lie.

"I don't know, and I can't understand, what's going on with this change. I didn't object to his ambition either! But... after he killed two elders who were loyal to him to the letter of the sun and moon, I had no choice but to take action against him!"

".........Master Shi! I have a question." "

Speak!"

"Did the Moon Worship Cult Leader explain anything about this flood?"

"He said.....it was caused by the Witch Queen!"

"What........"

"Hmm!"

"Master Shi also likes the Witch Queen, doesn't he?" "

!? Hey....this........."

"And you were their matchmaker! Heaven knows what you were thinking when you saw the Witch Queen in her wedding dress on their wedding day."

"Do you want.....to fight?"

"I want to know!"

"Hey, hey...you two aren't going to fight, are you?"

At this moment, Shi Jiaolong, who had already woken up, naturally didn't want to see the two men beside her fighting.

"It's just a friendly spar, to see how much this brat's martial arts have regressed."

"I also want to know if that old geezer has gotten worse with age?"

As a result, the two master and disciple spent the entire day 'sparring'...

"Ugh, you two are always like this. Whenever you start talking, it turns into this."

Before, whenever Elder Shi and Wu Molong got down to business, it would always devolve into a brawl and shouting match. Both were hot-tempered, even these details were similar. Their subordinates initially tried to stop the pair, but later, as their relationship improved, they realized this was probably just their strange way of communicating.

That evening, Shi Jiaolong and Wu Molong sat in their room chatting. Wu Molong had been fighting with Elder Shi for almost the entire day, but despite his greatly improved martial arts, he was still constantly at Elder Shi's mercy!

"No... I think this is the most comfortable way to be with him."

"I really don't understand what you men are thinking?"

"Probably... thinking about how to achieve a higher status, higher martial arts skills, higher wealth? And..."

"And what else?"

While chatting, Wu Molong suddenly hugged Shi Jiaolong.

"And... this too. I'm sorry, Long'er, you've suffered these past few years!"

"Ugh... so much has happened, I've forgotten it all."

"But... I can't forget."

"Then what do you want?"

"I don't know... I feel so guilty. Even though it was part of your scheme, I still feel like I hurt you."

"In fact... when I told my father about that plan, he yelled at me: 'Ya Qi would never do that!'"

"Are you the only one in the entire Black Miao tribe who can see the leader's change?"

"Yes! So, I forced my father to duel you. In fact, he was the one who most supported our marriage."

"If that's the case, then I'm even more..."

"Don't say anymore... Senior brother, hug me..."

"At this time?"

To clarify, it's almost time for dinner, which means... servants could come to call them for their meal at any moment.

"Isn't this a bit too exciting?"

"...You! You've always been like this."

"What!? Do you think I'm better when I'm under the influence of the mind-controlling poison?"

"..........No! You weren't good at all back then."

As he spoke, Wu Molong turned his face away in embarrassment, and at the same time, he noticed some water droplets running down his face—Shi Jiaolong's tears.

"Long'er..."

"I'm sorry, I'm not the kind of obedient and docile woman."

Shi Jiaolong hugged Wu Molong tightly, her right hand still inside his crotch, kneading his penis.

"...What?! You've been hard for ages! Stop pretending."

"Why do you seem so thirsty...?"

"I haven't done it with you for three whole years!"

"Come on! For the past three years, I've been very dutiful, feeding you well every day!"

Shi Jiaolong playfully punched Wu Molong's chest, saying sweetly, "I don't care, they don't know about those people!"

"Are you jealous?"

"Of course I am, right?"

"You're not jealous of those women, are

you?" "So you really go out and play with women every day!?"

"In short, as long as I satisfy you, that's enough, right?"

"No, don't sound like you don't want to, okay?"

Wu Molong didn't care anymore. Shi Jiaolong's playful nature was always well-known, whether it had anything to do with her name or not. He simply sealed Shi Jiaolong's lips with a kiss, his hands quickly and skillfully removing her clothes...

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