[Urban] The Legend of Sword and Fairy: A Romantic Prequel (Complete) - 9

Volume Two, "The Witch Queen Chapter," Chapter 8:

Perhaps the four elders could launch an attack before the cult leader activates the puppet curse, but the four women were blessed by the cult leader at birth, and the curse marks on their bodies have been deeply imprinted since then. A rash attack might provoke a desperate move, and the four elders dare not take such a risk. Moreover, without evidence, they lack the confidence to convince the Miao people and the Witch King, especially since their opponent is the eloquent Moon Worship Cult Leader,

who suspects that the three women and themselves might be controlled. Shi Jiaolong devised this method. In Black Wind Town, Wu Molong had already stolen one from Lü Fengxian and others, saving it for now.

Then, the puppet curse is not as powerful as the mind-controlling worm. On that day, Shi Jiaolong was able to force out the mind-controlling worm with a whole Dragon Blood Pill, but after being absorbed by the Red Wolf's body and broken down into three parts, it naturally could not completely remove the power of the puppet curse.

"Yan'er..." Wu Molong looked at his numb and unfeeling feet and asked in confusion.

"Hmm!?" Jingyan, seemingly understanding his thoughts, responded with a troubled expression. "My legs... I don't know why I can't move them. Did you do something to them?"

Unable to believe his legs would become weak from sex, Wu Molong was convinced the three witches had done something, especially since just a quarter of an hour ago they had threatened to kill him after he had enjoyed their tenderness.

"I'm sorry... Senior Brother, this... this..."

Jingyan's left hand revealed a small silver needle hidden in her silver ring. The needle wasn't stained black, proving it wasn't poisoned; it seemed she had only been drugged. Wu Molong sighed impatiently. Jingyan apologized repeatedly, praising Wu Molong, saying that if he hadn't possessed such profound skill, he would have been completely immobilized.

"Then, how long will it take to recover?" Wu Molong asked resignedly, simultaneously straightening his legs. Since he couldn't feel them, he didn't know if his current posture would affect them, so he simply straightened his legs and leaned against the wall.

“I think, with your physique, Senior Brother, the effects of the drug should wear off within an hour—no! Half an hour. Uh… that… Senior… Senior Brother.”

Jingyan suddenly blushed and looked at Wu Molong. Wu Molong followed her gaze… his wicked thing seemed unaffected by the anesthesia and was still quite energetic!!

At this moment, Tianxiang and Pohong chuckled. They seemed to have woken up long ago, their faces full of embarrassment as they smiled awkwardly.

“Ah…!!!”

Outside the cell, a scream that didn’t belong to the four of them suddenly rang out, startling everyone. Only Wu Molong knew who it was. The three women each grabbed something to cover their alluring bodies. In fact, this barely concealed sexiness only excited Wu Molong more, especially Tianxiang’s huge breasts still dripping with sweet milk.

Standing outside the cell was a handsome Black Miao soldier. His features were clear and fair, giving him a delicate, almost frail, masculine beauty. Looking at him, everyone felt their hearts flutter; they hadn't expected there to be a Black Miao soldier even younger and more handsome than Wu Molong.

"Yan'er...you've got it wrong," Wu Molong chuckled. He could see a blush creep across Yan'er's youthful face and guess her thoughts. When he revealed that the soldier was Shi Jiaolong, everyone was startled.

"Senior brother...I didn't devise this plan for you to enjoy,"

Shi Jiaolong said, pulling out a key and opening the iron door to the cell. As soon as she entered, she grabbed Wu Molong's ear and snapped at him. Wu Molong apologized profusely, then kissed Shi Jiaolong in front of everyone, simultaneously making a secret signal with his hand behind her back.

Amazed, she quickly understood. Quietly, she reached her hand down to her waist and began her lewd movements again, her lips pressed tightly together to suppress her soft moans, letting herself sink into pleasure…

Soon, the scent of violets wafted out again. Shi Jiaolong was still pounding Wu Molong's chest until her body began to heat up and her honeyed orifice began to flow with lustful fluid. Only then did she realize that she, in her cunning, had fallen for Wu Molong's trap.

“Senior brother…you're so annoying.” Releasing her lips, Wu Molong gave Shi Jiaolong freedom of movement; this was her first thought. “But…I like it the most!” she added.

“Are you still alright…? There are four people here?”

Tianxiang looked at Wu Molong with disdain, her desire inevitably aroused. Her hands kneaded her large breasts, while her mouth relentlessly belittled the penis that had just brought her to the brink of ecstasy.

“No, I can only handle three people, so I have to leave you out!” Wu Molong replied while concentrating on kneading Shi Jiaolong’s soft breasts and honey pot. Tianxiang was the eldest of the four, and she and Wu Molong had always been like this, neither willing to back down once they gained the upper hand.

“You always like to bully Sister Xiang like this.” Po Hong lightly kissed Wu Molong’s cheek. She had always been the mediator between the two, but their relationship wasn’t actually bad. However, she knew that Tianxiang had fallen for Wu Molong much earlier than Jiaolong, but he had always turned a blind eye.

Wu Molong pretended not to hear, turning his head to lean into Po Hong's smooth, fleshy body, enjoying the soft, tender scent of flesh. Jingyan, on the other hand, took the initiative to embrace Shi Jiaolong, and the four of them formed a large, lewd circle of flesh. The entire cell was once again filled with incoherent moans and cries...

"Damn it..."

Tianxiang had long since lost her temper and abandoned her argument with Wu Molong, throwing herself into the lewd desire...

While everyone was sharing in lewd pleasure and completely oblivious, the Witch Queen was suffering alone in the prison.

After a while...

the boy who looked remarkably like Wu Molong had retrieved the Heavenly Serpent Staff from the treasury and returned to the prison. Although Elder Shi was suspicious, he did not doubt the boy's identity, assuming that Wu Molong had asked him to retrieve the Heavenly Serpent Staff and return it to the Witch Queen.

The sound of the young man rushing in from outside was clearly heard. While his lightness skill was superb, it couldn't escape the Witch Queen's ears, much less the Red Wolf's nose. Even before he entered, Wu Molong had already noticed his return. Although the Witch Queen initially couldn't hear it, she was startled to realize that the moans of Wu Molong and the others had suddenly stopped. She immediately suppressed her lustful desires, struggling to restrain her surging urges.

"Your Majesty... I got the Heavenly Serpent Staff!!"

The young man joyfully pulled the Heavenly Serpent Staff from his back. The Witch Queen looked at him, her face flushed with embarrassment. She assumed the violet fragrance came from some kind of aphrodisiac and was very worried that the young man would also be aroused by the scent and go berserk...

However, the young man seemed to have also smelled the faint fragrance, yet he seemed unaffected.

Tianxiang, Pohong, and Jingyan were all astonished. This young man's appearance was exactly the same as Wu Molong's—no! Extremely similar!

"This is the first time I've seen someone who hasn't been affected by my aphrodisiac scent." Wu Molong and his group of five, hiding in a corner to peek, were the first to express their amazement. Shi Jiaolong had long suspected that this young man had practiced profound or Zen internal arts that could increase concentration, making him less susceptible to influence on both body and mind.

Even the Witch Queen found it strange, but after receiving the Heavenly Serpent Staff, she managed to temporarily suppress her desires; otherwise, she might have been unable to resist pushing this handsome young man down.

"Hero, be careful..." Having just suppressed her lustful thoughts, the Witch Queen seemed somewhat incoherent...

"Your Majesty... there's something I don't know if I should ask?"

The young man's expression was incredibly solemn. If the Witch Queen were calm, she might have seen that he indeed had a difficult matter to discuss, and that it concerned her personal safety. But at this moment, her mind was preoccupied with other things, her head filled with lewd thoughts...

"Just say what you want," the Witch Queen said, almost pulling down her pants. She possessed the wisdom and ability to see into people's hearts; there had only ever been one man in this world who felt no lust in her presence, not even the Witch King.

Because of this, the Witch Queen concluded that the young man before her was just like any other man, filled with lustful thoughts and willing to be violated. Of course, this was also related to her own current burning desire.

"No... I don't want payment, but I want to ask you... do you still love the Witch King?"

"..." The Witch Queen felt a pang of regret. Men were all like that; they always wanted what they didn't want, and when someone was in the mood, they had no interest whatsoever.

"If you can't answer, then forget it." The young man thought she was displeased by touching a sore spot and wanted to change the subject.

After thinking for a moment, the Witch Queen replied, "I still love him as much as I did at the beginning... no matter what he did to my son and me today, after all... he gave me eight years of happiness..."

The young man sighed, as if a heavy weight had been lifted from his heart. He and the Witch Queen were not related, and he really didn't understand why he cared so much about her, even risking his life for her.

"I don't think your husband would be so heartless. That so-called cult leader is no good; I suspect he's the one plotting this. I'll definitely find a way to expose his schemes and clear your name, so your family can be reunited!"

He was comforting the Witch Queen...

Only Shi Jiaolong remained clear-headed as she spoke. In the Mad Demon Village, during every major meeting, Wu Molong would indulge in lewd thoughts. On the surface, this was Wu Molong's way of thinking, but in reality, Shi Jiaolong would secretly relay her plans to him before he spoke them aloud. Perhaps only Shi Jiaolong possessed the ability to maintain a clear and calm mind amidst passionate sex.

She could see that this young man knew a great deal; her intuition told her that he even knew the final outcome, although this was impossible. Yet, sadness and regret were hidden in the young man's eyes, like a chess player who had foreseen his impending defeat.

"Sigh... I appreciate your kindness. But I dare not hold onto such hope myself..."

The Witch Queen held the Heavenly Serpent Staff in her right hand and a blue-white light orb in her left, making an unknown hand seal. The iron door of the cell opened silently, and the heavy iron bars slowly swung open.

"(Such powerful magic...)"

Everyone, including the martial arts master Wu Molong, was astonished. The Witch Queen truly lived up to her reputation as the High Priestess of the Bai Miao tribe. No wonder even the Fourth Elder jokingly said that he was inferior to the Witch Queen. If they wanted to break through the iron bars or the cell, it would be extremely easy. But to open the iron locks and doors silently with magic was no ordinary matter; it required a high level of strength and control.

The Witch Queen stepped out of the cell. After activating her magic, she appeared more stable. Although the lustful thoughts had not disappeared, they could no longer affect her. She then took the boy and prepared to leave the cell.

"Halt...!"

The sudden shout startled the boy, who had relaxed after rescuing the Witch Queen. In contrast, the Witch Queen remained unmoved, as if she were a mountain. It seemed that not only was her cultivation superior to the boy's, but her mental strength also remained constant. Looking at the Moon Worship Cult Leader blocking the prison gate, a flash of anger appeared in her eyes!

At this moment, another person stepped out from behind the Cult Leader...

It was the Witch King! His face was ashen, full of sorrow. From his face, one could see that he had once been an incredibly strong warrior in his youth, his eyes shining with wisdom. Even now, though he was old and weak, ravaged by fatigue and an unknown ailment that had robbed him of his strength and courage, he still possessed an aura of regal authority that commanded respect without anger.

Throughout the land, the Witch Queen has always made sound and calm decisions for the sake of all living beings. The only ones who could soften her heart, besides someone who once loved her but never felt lust, were the Witch King and his daughter, those around her, and the Moon Worship Cult Leader whom she always loathed!

"Your Majesty..." The Witch Queen ignored the Moon Worship Cult Leader and only greeted the Witch King.

"Qing'er...do you really intend to betray me?" The Witch King raised his head and said with utmost solemnity!

"Your Majesty...you have misunderstood me!" the Witch Queen said excitedly, as if she had suffered an unspeakable injustice with no way to seek redress. Wu Molong and the others couldn't help but wonder why the Witch Queen still wouldn't deny it.

Could it be that the gentle, considerate, and compassionate Witch Queen was truly a snake demon?

"They all say...you're not human, but a demon. Tell me, should I believe you?"

Clearly, even the Witch King believed it. Perhaps yesterday, he thought it was just the cult leader's sweet talk and lies, but today, as he led his soldiers to the royal city to besiege the king, he had secretly accepted this unchangeable fact...

"Your Majesty...your loyalty to me is as clear as day and night, known to both gods and men. I have no intention of harming you!" The Witch Queen had no choice but to swear a sincere oath. In the Miao people, swearing an oath to heaven and the gods is a self-inflicted curse. Any Miao person who swears an oath to heaven and the gods cannot break it, otherwise they will suffer the corresponding misfortune in their fate!

The Witch King felt relieved. He believed her; even he himself might not have had the confidence to make such a resounding oath!

The Witch Queen made her final move. She swore an oath with her own fate, but she did not reveal that she was not a snake demon, only that she was loyal...

Shi Jiaolong saw this, and so did the Moon Worship Cult Leader.

They all knew... the Witch Queen was indeed a snake demon, even if it was hard to believe.

"Your Majesty! Don't listen to her excuses! Facts speak louder than words!!!" The Moon Worship Cult Leader, confident and fearless, stepped forward. He was certain the Witch Queen was a snake demon, and this oath might be useful to his people, for it represented years of worship of the Holy Spirit, a divine protection and blessing.

But... the snake demon wasn't human!

When he began studying the ancient texts of the Otherworldly Beast Clan, he had long been deeply interested in something: the descendants of Nuwa. The Witch King and he himself were from the Black Miao royal family, originating from Nuwa and Chiyou. However, Nuwa was a deity, and the mirror born from the demonic Chiyou was inevitably a clash of good and evil. But the fire spirit born from Nuwa and the White Tiger Holy Spirit was a pure and holy divine child—he absolutely had to obtain that power!

He had only been observing the Bai Miao people for a short time when he easily noticed the dazzlingly outstanding High Priestess of Bai Miao, and even fell in love with her himself. However, his concept of love differed from that of the Witch King. The leader only wanted to rape, humiliate, and defile that sacred body. He believed that all beautiful women were born harlots; otherwise, why would they be so beautiful?

As long as he could make the Witch King abandon the Witch Queen, he could possess her again! Yes, before the Witch King first met the Witch Queen, he had been madly pursuing Qing'er! No! I wasn't pursuing her; we were passionately in love! Every day, Qing'er intensely craved my thick penis to be thrust deeply into her filthy, wet honey hole, to bring her to countless orgasms, and to drink copious amounts of my white semen!

Even if she married you, so what?

Your throne was originally mine! Your woman was taken from me too! Every night when Qing'er was being fucked by you, she thought of me, of me! The day Qing'er married you was only to test our love; what's wrong with me taking her back now!?

A madman, driven by a mad obsession—if you were to ask who the most terrifying people in this world are, it would undoubtedly be this kind of madman…

The lewdness in the Moon Worship Cult Leader's eyes and demeanor was only visible to the Witch Queen, making her utterly disgusted with him. She had warned him before, but the extremely infatuated leader had only wishfully assumed that the Witch Queen was flirting with him, even believing that his marriage to the Witch King was a deliberate attempt to provoke him.

The Witch Queen felt this man was truly absurd! She couldn't imagine how she would be humiliated under the Moon Worship Cult Leader's tyranny when she couldn't prove her innocence…

She tried to suppress her wild thoughts, especially since her lustful desires hadn't subsided. She wondered what shameful things she might do in front of everyone, especially the person she both hated and loved most.

"Your subordinate will make her reveal her true form before you, make her kneel and beg for forgiveness!" The Moon Worship Cult Leader, now in a position of power, pressed on relentlessly. His implication was that the Witch King should issue the order for the Cult Leader to expose the Witch Queen!

The Cult Leader had already concluded that the Witch Queen was a snake demon, and they had many Black Miao soldiers behind them. If the Witch King refused, the Cult Leader would claim that the Witch King was bewitched by the demon and couldn't extricate himself, even using this as an opportunity to overthrow the Witch King. If the Witch King gave the order, the Witch Queen must die. With her dead, nothing in the world could stop his ambition to become king!

The Witch King gazed at the woman before him, his mind replaying past events. He remained silent for a long while, torn between their deep love and his responsibility to his people and his integrity. These complex relationships prevented him from making a decision. If he weren't the Witch King of the Black Miao, he would have used his extraordinary skills to abduct the Witch Queen, just as Wu Molong had done. But no…

he carried too many responsibilities! Too many burdens!!

“…(Bang Er Ya Qi, I truly envy you. You can live freely and proudly with the one you love, while I? As the king, I cannot. My burdens are too heavy, suffocating me, binding me.)”

“Do it!” His

words were chillingly cold. The Witch King's heart was dead. His sorrow could no longer be concealed. He chose to escape, turning his back on everyone, ignoring everyone, including his beloved wife.

"Your Majesty...!!"

The Witch Queen wasn't incapable of understanding her husband's feelings, but the desperate words pierced her fragile heart like sharp swords. Her breathing became labored, as if suffocated by an invisible wall. She lost all hope of living, wanting only to die and forget the suffering of the world.

"Witch! Reveal your true form!"

the Moon Worship Cult Leader roared. A blinding flash of light blinded everyone. The Witch Queen knew her end was near; she would die a horrific and depraved death. Being held and toyed with by the man she hated...

After the flash, the Witch Queen revealed her true form. Her upper body was human, her hair even redder than in her Martial Demon Dragon Crimson Wolf form, like a silent, drooping flame. Half-naked, her enormous breasts were tightly encased in her hands, but because they were so large, half of the flesh still protruded. Combined with her originally pure and shy expression, it only fueled the imagination.

However, at the scene, only the perverted Martial Demon Dragon and the even more perverted Moon Worship Cult Leader showed normal male reactions to the Witch Queen's true form. Everyone else was terrified by the Witch Queen's snake-tail-shaped lower body. The emerald green snake scales, the thick snake body, and the swaying snake tail shattered everyone's previous fantasies about her!

Although the Moon Worship Cult Leader had expected it, he was still amazed by the Witch Queen's true form. Just looking at the proportions of the snake tail, if it were a whole snake, it would surely be several meters long. It was as slender as the Witch Queen's waist, but for a snake, it was an extraordinary and astonishingly large form!

The Witch King glanced back and observed the reactions of his soldiers. He already knew the outcome, but seeing it with his own eyes, his heart shattered...

Was this the person before him his gentle and loving wife of all these years? Every day, she lay in the same bed with him, embracing her beautiful body every day. It was all strange; all the gentleness, purity, and tenderness only brought him conspiracy, deception, and pretense…

“Whoa…!!”

The young man, as if he knew everything all along, was the first to react among everyone present! He drew his Seven Star Sword, holding it horizontally in front of the Witch Queen!

“If you want to touch her, you’ll have to get past me first!”

He brandished the Seven Star Sword, and everyone present recognized it. Even the four witches hidden to the side almost cried out. The Moon Worship Cult Leader and the Witch King both recognized the sword, and they all wondered if this person was a young master from the Immortal Sword Sect.

Before coming here, the young man had encountered all sorts of strange experiences. Among them, he had fought a deadly battle with Elder Shi. To him, this was the most powerful enemy he had ever faced. He assumed that even if the Moon Worship Cult Leader was strong, he couldn’t compare to Elder Shi!

But he was wrong. The truth was, even if Elder Shi was strong, he couldn’t compare to the Moon Worship Cult Leader! No matter how exquisite and ingenious the young man's swordsmanship was, he couldn't even defeat Wu Molong, so how could he possibly defeat the sect leader whose martial arts were far superior to his own? But when he saw the astonished look in the Moon Worship Sect Leader's eyes, he didn't know that the youth was only intimidated by the power of the Seven Star Sword.

"Boy, who do you think you are?"

The Moon Worship Sect Leader calmed down. This young man was only twenty years old, and no matter how high his martial arts were, they could never compare to his own fifty-plus years of cultivation. Even if he had the Seven Star Sword, so what? Regardless of whether he was the Lonely Sword Saint's disciple, even if the Sword Saint himself came, he was still just a human being!

The Moon Worship Sect Leader strode forward. He was still somewhat wary of the Witch Queen, but he could easily snatch the Seven Star Sword from the young man's

hands with any move. Even if the young man was unfamiliar with swordsmanship, as long as he had this precious sword in his hand, he could easily defeat the Witch Queen! The Witch Queen could see that she could neither snatch the sword from the young man nor dare to attack first, because the young man would definitely not stand still. If she had to consider the young man when fighting the Moon Worship Sect Leader, she would definitely have no chance of winning.

"You can't beat him, come with me!"

the Witch Queen said, ignoring the boy's wishes, grabbing him and pulling him into the pool in the center of the prison!

The Moon Worship Cult Leader pretended to chase after her, but couldn't stop her in time, and then sighed.

In fact, the Moon Worship Cult Leader had already secretly chanted a spell, using witchcraft to create an avatar to chase after her into the water. Only the witches could see this clearly, but they didn't know what the cult leader was doing.

"Cult Leader... you decide what to do next!"

The Witch King, having witnessed the Witch Queen transform into a snake demon, was utterly despondent and had no motivation to care about her anymore...

The cult leader, while channeling his divine power to control his avatar, could only give a simple "Hmm!"

A short while later, as the Witch King turned to return to his room to rest, the cult leader's avatar had finished its task and returned to its physical body. It called out to the Witch King!

"Your Majesty, could you please wait a moment? I have something urgent to tell you!"

Stopped by this call, the Witch King halted, waiting for the cult leader to speak. The cult leader nodded deeply, walked out of the prison, first dismissing the Miao people, then closing the door before turning back to bow to the Witch King.

"Brother... what is it?!"

The Witch King and the cult leader were half-brothers, the cult leader being the illegitimate son of a brother and sister, whose bloodline was actually more pure than the Witch King's. The Witch King trusted the cult leader partly because of this fact, and in the absence of a third party, they always addressed each other as brothers.

"Your Majesty, do you know who the Witch Queen is?"

Today was different; the cult leader didn't use the term 'brother' but instead used 'Your Majesty,' but the Witch King was too preoccupied to notice.

"Brother, isn't she just a snake demon?"

"Hahahaha, if she were truly just a mere snake demon, how could the Bai Miao tribe have appointed her as a priestess?!"

Upon hearing this, the Witch King recalled the differences between the Bai Miao and Black Miao tribes. The High Priest was practically equivalent to a religious leader. The difference was that priests had to regularly worship the Golden-Winged Phoenix and the Fiery-Eyed Qilin. How could these two spirit beasts not have noticed? Still relying on their hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator anime virgin physical sex toy highly realistic genital shape! Inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, irresistible! Click to enter.

"Brother, could it be... Qing'er isn't an ordinary snake demon?!"

"Yes! The Witch Queen is different from us; she's not only a descendant of Nuwa but also a descendant of the Fire Spirit!!"

The Witch King was utterly astonished. In the Black Miao region, the spiritual power of the Treasure Mirror, originating from Nuwa, had long since vanished into the distant past.

However, he clearly understood how awe-inspiring it would be if someone possessing Nuwa's power were to return to the Black and White Miao realms. More importantly, legend had it that Nuwa possessed the power of five spiritual pearls. If these five pearls were combined with Nuwa's successor, the current Black Miao flood could be resolved!

"Brother! We...we must go find Qing'er immediately. We'll apologize to her, and we'll discuss everything after the disaster is over...No! After escaping this calamity, the soldiers and civilians will surely hold Qing'er in even greater awe and will no longer doubt that she is the treacherous snake demon who brought ruin to the country!"

The Witch King beamed with joy at the thought of a way to save his marriage with his beloved wife. However, he seemed to have forgotten something...

"Your Majesty, you seem to have forgotten...it was I who single-handedly drove the Witch Queen to this point, wasn't it?"

The Witch King suddenly understood!

"Brother...you..."

"If you still consider me your elder brother, then return the throne to me!"

Not wanting to hide anything, the leader clearly stated his wishes!

"Brother...don't do this! Wouldn't it be better if we brothers ruled the Black Miao together?"

Yes, out of respect for his elder brother, the Witch King always defered to the leader. The most powerful person in the Black Miao wasn't the Witch King, but the leader. But that wouldn't do. Even if they were of one mind, the leader wanted more than that.

"Ruling the Black Miao together!? Then, brother, return your Witch Queen to me!"

"Return!?"

The Witch King was utterly bewildered. He didn't know that before meeting the Witch Queen, the leader had long coveted her...and in the leader's twisted mind, he had already assumed the Witch Queen loved him, and that her marriage to the Witch King was merely a test of their love!

"Is that not going to work? Then let it be my way. We'll use our monster army to attack the White Miao, march into the Central Plains, and head north to the Xiongnu and Jiaozhi! We brothers will unify the world!"

The Moon Worship Cult Leader spoke with great ambition and an air of dominance, as if he were unafraid to fight against the world alone. His ambition was not just limited to the Black Miao, but extended to the entire world!

"No! Aren't we content and happy here? Why is your ambition always so great? Brother, we're not young anymore..."

"Fine! Brother, you forced me to this!"

The cult leader struck, his hand flashing, and the Witch King's head was severed...

The Witch King was shocked. He clearly saw his own body, because his eyes followed his severed head as it flew through the air. Strangely, he felt nothing, no pain, as if the decapitation was insignificant...

"W-why is this happening?!"

the Witch King cried out. He was even more puzzled as to why he wasn't dead yet, why he could still clearly hear his own voice, and feel himself 'falling' to the ground, being approached step by step by his own body, and being stepped on in the face by his own right foot!

"Brother! Don't you know? Do you really think that merciful witch queen would summon a flood? Is she truly a banshee of destruction? Let me tell you, I'm tired of her games! These are just proof that I snatched her back and that my magical beast's power is unmatched!"

"You...you really succeeded in summoning the ancient magical beast? Then...this flood..."

"It's all due to the power of my water magical beast!! Once today is over, my water magical beast and I will begin our eternal reign over the world! And you, you are just my magical beast's experiment!!"

As he spoke, tree roots sprouted from the witch king's body, and a gigantic mouth—whether tree or beast—protruded from the severed neck, revealing gleaming white teeth!

Even the most foolish Witch King knew at this moment that he had long been possessed by a demonic beast. He believed it to be a ten-thousand-year-old tree spirit that had planted itself in his heart as a seed, causing his body to deteriorate day by day. Eventually, it destroyed all his senses, leaving him completely unaware even when his head was severed. Only after the host died did the tree spirit truly emerge, usurping his place…

“No? That? Easy!!!!”

From somewhere, a hoarse voice, carrying the roar of an angry beast, spoke as the Martial Demon Dragon charged out!

No! At this moment, it was not the Martial Demon Dragon, but a Demon Wolf!!

A gigantic demon wolf, large enough to stand on its hind legs, with forelegs agile enough to grasp a club, possessing basic speech, and its entire body ablaze with fiery red, swept in like a raging inferno!!

Even the Moon Worship Cult Leader was startled by the sudden appearance of the demonic beast, taking a step back. In Shi Jiaolong's eyes, this was the perfect opportunity to attack. Not only could she severely injure the cult leader, but it was also the only chance to save the Witch King. She gestured for the three witches to attack the Moon Worship Cult Leader simultaneously using different methods!

"What!?"

The puppet curse on the three witches had been broken?

Impossible! Even if the Witch Queen herself intervened, it was impossible to break this curse. More importantly, they should be busy searching for the essence of the Crimson Sun's blood, and with the fiery red wolf present, had they also been broken by the Crimson Sun's blood?

The demonic wolf had no time to pay attention to the cult leader. It picked up the Witch King's head, intending to reattach it to its body!

But...

a new head had already grown back on the Witch King's body.

The Witch King's head, formed from the tree spirit's tissues, was exactly the same as the cold, lifeless head in the demonic wolf's hand!

One Witch King, two heads!

The cult leader used his power to blast away the three witches, while the Witch King (Tree Demon) launched an attack on the demon wolf...

The Witch King's martial arts skills in life were certainly not weak, but his current abilities were far superior!

The Tree Demon Witch King's simple punch struck the demon wolf heavily!

The original plan to join forces with the Witch King to attack the cult leader had now completely failed...

The Moon Worship Cult Leader and the Witch King walked step by step towards the prison door, opened it, and the Miao soldiers outside clearly saw the demon wolf's appearance...

The soldiers swarmed forward; the demon wolf was no longer facing just the Moon Worship Cult Leader...

but had to fight his way out of the entire Black Miao!! (The following lines are unrelated to the previous text and appear to be separate excerpts

: "Heavenly Fragrance breaks through the rainbow's heart, the beautiful dragon amazes the eye;

regardless of the dangers of war, they only know how to talk about love.

The Han army arrives, the red-eyed black-clad rescuer comes to the rescue,

shocked to hear of the prosthetic limb and the Gu eye, the old stone's courage is unparalleled!")

Inside the prison cell, Black Miao soldiers dressed in black and blue surrounded a gigantic wolf. Dozens of corpses lay on the ground, their bodies covered in claw marks and bite marks. The wolf, though unwilling to kill its own brothers, was driven by its primal instincts and could not show mercy.

Fortunately, after nearly twenty men had died, most of the Black Miao soldiers hesitated to attack, instead gradually surrounding the wolf, intending to strike when the opportunity arose.

"Outrageous! That wretched snake demoness actually lured this giant wolf and the three bewitching witches to attack the King?! Rebellion! Rebellion... Soldiers! Kill this monster for me!"

After the Moon Worship Cult Leader 'protected' the Witch King from the prison cell, he immediately declared. Needless to say, after witnessing firsthand how the giant monster and the loyal three witches had injured the Witch King, the soldiers immediately understood that the snake demoness had lured the enormous red wolf to attack the Cult Leader and the Witch King, and that the Cult Leader had ensured the Witch King's safety.

The demon wolf was incredibly brave, but the Black Miao soldiers were also notoriously tough. The wolf's body was riddled with arrows and spears, and black blood flowed from all the wounds, clearly indicating that the weapons were coated with deadly poison!

The demon wolf wasn't worried about its wounds; its regenerative abilities were many times stronger than humans'. Although the toxins slowed the healing process, the wounds were indeed gradually healing!

Behind it protected the three witches, with only Shi Jiaolong, the weakest in martial arts, retreating to a concealed position. The three witches' clothes had been burned or struck by lightning by the leader's spells, leaving them almost completely naked, their tattered garments barely covering their vital parts. Among them, Tianxiang was the most alluring, her large pink breasts mostly exposed. Because she had to use one hand to cover her private parts, she had no choice but to use the other, as the unruly flesh seemed ready to leap out of her grasp.

Because of this, many Black Miao soldiers were stunned, their groins throbbing with pain from the sudden impact. Some couldn't help but reach down to "correct" their actions, but the demon wolf mercilessly struck them with a swift, ruthless, and precise blow to the face!

This is why they dared not venture into the wolf's territory. Firstly, they wanted to admire the pair of beautiful, enormous breasts; rushing forward would almost certainly result in instant death by the wolf. Before dying, they wanted at least to catch a glimpse of those breasts they would never be able to touch in their lifetime.

Secondly, some people, eager to feast their eyes, jostled and pushed their way forward. When someone in the front lost their balance, the wolf's massive club struck them down with lightning speed. Others witnessed the wolf's other enormous member, and their fear and insecurity made them unable to escape the wolf's senses. This stalemate didn't last long, and more than ten more corpses lay on the ground!

Whether it was instinct from a wild beast or his keen sense of danger, although under this alluring array of voluptuous breasts, as long as the leader or the witch king didn't intervene, the demon wolf sensed it couldn't linger. The stunning woman behind it was responsible for giving signals to Shi Jiaolong, then whispering to the demon wolf...

"Senior Brother... hold on a little longer!" the stunning woman whispered behind the demon wolf. The demon wolf felt uneasy; it knew some danger was nearby, but couldn't confirm it. Meanwhile

, the young man and the witch queen were engaged in a fierce battle underwater against an ancient beast far more evil and ferocious than itself. Even with the witch queen's powerful magic, she couldn't kill the ancient beast in the water!

The demon wolf trusted Shi Jiaolong's strategy more than its own judgment, remaining confident in her. Even though it was currently at a disadvantage, it didn't believe Shi Jiaolong had run out of tricks! Instantly rousing themselves, they let out two low roars, which only Shi Jiaolong understood. But when they fell silent, the three witches all comprehended, after all, they were childhood friends.

"Xiao Hong... I'm sorry, I used to argue with you a lot."

Tianxiang was the most stubborn of the five, even more so than Wu Molong. In this life-or-death moment, she actually apologized to Po Hong, the one she had argued with the most and with whom she had the best relationship.

"What's wrong... Really, this isn't like you at all." Po Hong blushed for a moment, then fell silent. After today, if they failed, perhaps the three of them wouldn't die, but they would fall under the Puppet Curse again, devoid of emotion, becoming mere tools for the Moon Worship Cult Leader and the demonic beasts to vent their lust...

"But... I really enjoy arguing with you, so I still hope to keep arguing with you."

Suddenly, Po Hong tightened her grip on Tian Xiang's hand, exposing more of her large breasts. Five or six more people accidentally died under the Demon Wolf's staff. Even worse, when the two alluringly dressed beauties kissed, countless more died under the Demon Wolf's staff...

"...Senior Brother, I also have something to say to you." Perhaps infected by the atmosphere, Jing Yan leaned against Wu Molong and spoke gently.

Wu Molong had experienced this feeling before, but back then, Jing Yan wasn't speaking sincerely; it was acting. Now, the same tone gave the Demon Wolf a different feeling.

"You...won't...say...you...like...me, will you?"

He spoke slowly and deliberately in a low, hoarse voice. In his wolf form, he possessed a rudimentary ability to speak, but he couldn't speak quickly or accurately. Jingyan smiled upon hearing this; it was completely unlike her usually eloquent senior brother.

"No, it's not that. The one I've always liked...is Sister Long..."

The wolf remained silent, but gently stroked Jingyan's head with its giant paw, which had been tightly gripping its staff, lightly brushing her magically imbued hair.

Seeing the wolf's hand leave the deadly staff, no one cared what it was going to do. Almost all the Black Miao soldiers rushed forward, but even with only one hand, the wolf's giant staff swung, unable to penetrate even half an inch.

Gradually, the Moon Worship Cult Leader grew anxious! He shouldn't have been so hasty. He had unwavering confidence in his puppet curse. Even though the three witches had broken free of his control, he hadn't been harmed by the curse's 'backwind,' proving the curse hadn't been broken at all, meaning it was only temporary. Ironically, because of his excessive composure, he hadn't anticipated the witches' backlash—the only thing he'd overlooked in all his calculations.

He made his move!

No longer needing to protect the Witch King, the Moon Worship Cult Leader, whose martial arts were of unknown caliber, leaped up like lightning, flying through the crowd. Without a word, his massive palm struck the demon wolf!

"Here it comes!!"

The voice wasn't from the demon wolf, the four witches, the cult leader, or the Witch King...

it came from a stranger!

Someone who had been lurking in this easily visible prison cell?

"The secret passage!?"

Shi Jiaolong realized without hesitation that this person had been hiding in the royal city's secret passage! He appeared faster than lightning, arriving before the Moon Worship Cult Leader, blocking the demon wolf's path! The two clashed palms, sending each flying. The force of their clash was enough to repel the cult leader!

This man in black was completely covered in black, except for his two eyes, one green and one red! His left eye was green, and his right eye was red, making him quite conspicuous in the dimly lit cell!

The man in black raised his hand, and a burst of fiery energy erupted from his hand, with eight fire dragons shooting out simultaneously. This person was using the same Fiery Dragon Palm as Wu Molong? Moreover, his skill was a level higher than Wu Molong's, only below Elder Shi's ninth level...

"Senior Brother!!!"

Jingyan shouted to the man in black first. Everyone was stunned, especially Wu Molong himself, who had transformed into a demonic wolf. He had transformed into a demonic wolf because only in this state could he fight against a master like the Moon Worship Cult Leader. Also, the cult leader had met that boy before. Although Wu Molong didn't know what position fate had arranged for that boy in this matter, he dared not show his true face again.

"Wu Molong!?" The sect leader was also taken aback. Everyone in the Black Miao tribe knew about Wu Molong's abduction of Shi Jiaolong; after all, they were all figures of some standing within the Black Miao, and the sect leader was naturally aware of it. In fact, until just now, he had thought the giant red wolf standing before him was Wu Molong!

Because the sect leader was the first to learn that he was the Red Wolf! Crimson yang creatures were the perfect nemesis of yin and evil demonic beasts. No matter how strong a water demonic beast was, if it were under the sect leader's control, it would become docile and unmotivated. But with the carefully cultivated essence of the red beast, it could be forcibly controlled. Due to the elemental conflict, the water demonic beast would feel pain and terror, which would only make it more terrifying and insane!!

Therefore, he recommended Bang Er Ya Qi to Elder Shi for instruction. Elder Shi was the most trusted of the four elders by the sect leader, which was also a scheme by Shi Jiaolong. Although the four elders were like brothers, Elder Shi humbled himself and became the sect leader's loyal subordinate. This was not for any other reason than to make it easier to obtain intelligence from the sect leader!

Except for one thing, Elder Shi would only show disobedience to the sect leader when protecting the Witch Queen or the Witch King. However, the sect leader did not care. If he were not the Witch King's brother, he would secretly approve of this kind-hearted king. However, the sect leader himself did not admit it, and at the same time, he disliked his younger brother even more because of this virtue.

Later, until the appearance of Wu Molong, within half a year, Elder Shi had already realized the true identity of this disciple. Shi Jiaolong's knowledge and strategy were no less than the sect leader's; she also understood the function of the Crimson Blood. Even if she couldn't fathom the existence of the Water Demon Beast, she knew that the sect leader was plotting a plan involving an evil ancient demon beast...

Originally, Shi Jiaolong was about to reveal everything to Wu Molong, but the three elders other than Elder Shi wouldn't allow it. After all, this was someone recommended by the sect leader. Regardless of whether he would become a sacrifice for the sect leader in the future, he might still be a spy planted by the sect leader today! Even

the most powerful people have their concerns. In the end, those who navigate the treacherous waters of officialdom may only be able to trust their closest relatives, those with whom they share blood ties.

As a result, the three elders died, Elder Shi lost an eye, and the four witches each lost three years of their freedom...

But this was not the end!

Because they were all standing here! And that man in black was someone who would never appear... That's right! He was Elder Shi!!

The cult leader couldn't tell, the three witches couldn't tell, but the two dragons could! Elder Shi's every movement, every gesture, was obvious to the two!

This surprised Wu Molong; he had never known he knew so much about his master, especially when he possessed a complete eyeball. Even after personally capturing it, Wu Molong still knew this person was Elder Shi!

However, the cult leader wasn't afraid! With a surge of demonic energy, his right hand glowed with a shimmering green light, clearly indicating the claw was extremely poisonous. If he knew this person was Elder Shi, he would be afraid, because Elder Shi was the one who knew the cult leader best, including his weaknesses and strengths! If

the cult leader only considered the person before him Wu Molong, then even with his immense power, he wouldn't be afraid!

During the fierce battle between the two masters, the demon wolf took a deep breath and howled loudly, because Shi Jiaolong had signaled that everyone could rush out!

Four women and a wolf pounced simultaneously, overwhelming the soldiers. The sudden appearance of Shi Jiaolong was particularly unexpected. However, given Wu Molong's arrival, the appearance of Shi Jiaolong, controlled by the Bewitching Gu, wasn't surprising.

Only the Cult Leader Baiyue, realizing something else might follow…

"Your Majesty… the brothers of the Fifth and Second Teams… are fighting fiercely at the city gate! Please send reinforcements!"

Suddenly, a messenger brought an alarm. The Cult Leader Baiyue's worst fears had come true!

Han soldiers had arrived!!

Even the fleeing wolf was startled. Could Shi Jiaolong control even Han soldiers?! It turned to look at Shi Jiaolong, only to see her awkward smile. The wolf understood. Just a day ago, she had personally accused it of leading troops towards its homeland, and today, to save one person, she was using her own troops to lure Han soldiers straight to Nanzhao!!

"Dragon? Her use of troops? Is like divine intervention!"

It roared these words softly, seemingly praising her ruthless military tactics. Not only did she make her father continue to play the role of the one-eyed dragon, but she also used the fate of the army and the country as this final move!

Upon hearing this news, the soldiers present were thrown into chaos, unable to stop the demonic wolves from taking a single step. The tree demon disguised as the Witch King was also at a loss for what to do. It wasn't until a while later that he shouted, "Follow me out to kill the enemy!" Of course, by then, the five demonic wolves had already escaped!

The man in black and the Moon Worship Cult Leader were engaged in fierce combat. Seeing that the demonic wolves had escaped, he stopped fighting!

"What's wrong!? Come again, and see if I can capture you within three thousand moves!!"

The Moon Worship Cult Leader was full of confidence, but he couldn't suppress the 'Martial Demon Dragon' in front of him for a long time. He had originally thought that since his subordinates had left, he could unleash his earth-shattering demonic power, his last asset, his last secret that he couldn't let anyone know.

The man in black ignored him and turned to leave. The Moon Worship Cult Leader didn't give chase, for he had more important matters to attend to. He coughed up blood; his Water Demon Beast had been defeated by the Witch Queen, and he himself had suffered internal injuries.

However, the Water Demon Beast was born in water, and as long as they continued fighting in the water, no matter how many times the Witch Queen killed it, she couldn't completely destroy it; she could only temporarily halt its actions. However, they wouldn't be idle during this time, as all sorts of strange fish and aquatic beasts lurked in the water, hungryly waiting for the Witch Queen to relax her guard, ready to devour her tender flesh.

"Damn it... today, everything is going wrong."

The danger was immense; if the Water Demon Beast had been defeated even a moment earlier, he could have died under the Fire Dragon's Palm at any moment.

"Qing'er... you truly are the only woman I deeply love." The Moon Worship Cult Leader lewdly grinned. Pain couldn't dampen his fighting spirit; on the contrary, it amplified his lust. What an utterly perverted fellow!

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Back to Wu Molong and the others who had escaped outside the royal city, Molang, with his sharp eyes and far-sighted view, looked into the distance and saw hordes of Han Chinese surging up the wooden city walls like fish in a line, wave after wave rushing towards the Black Miao defending army, but they couldn't push them down!

"The one leading the troops is Lü Fengxian!"

It was obvious at a glance that Shenwu was skilled in naval warfare and would never use siege tactics to attack this position. Or rather, this was a feint, with the Shenwu's skilled water-dwelling troops lying in wait in the water, ready to strike!

The demon wolf jumped into the water and swam for a while, washing away the unpleasant smell of blood and sweat. After all, it was a clean canine. After swimming for a while, it saw a large hole in the wooden wall submerged in the water in the distance. At least a small group of people were sneaking in, but they were too few in number. It wasn't the Divine Warrior's army; it was at most the vanguard...

No! That wasn't the Han army. The leader was Li Mu! The demon wolf had fought with her before. Although it couldn't smell her scent in the water, it recognized Li Mu's figure and movements. Not far behind her, another group of people were following.

This time it was the Han army, right? No, with such a large hole, even if I were the Han army, I would come in through this hole. I had to be careful!

So, the demon wolf used its superb swimming skills to swim to the surface again. This time, it slowly reverted to human form. When it reached the surface, it was right next to Elder Shi's small boat. It grabbed the hull, flipped over, and jumped onto the boat!

"Long'er!!!.......Ah..........."

Jiao Long, Po Hong, Tian Xiang, and Jing Yan, three of whom were disheveled and changing clothes, were just as Wu Mo Long entered, immediately feasting his eyes. Even Shi Jiao Long was about to change back into men's clothing.

"What are you looking at!? Didn't you get enough of looking just now?"

Tian Xiang covered her large breasts with her clothes in embarrassment, making a face, but this seemed to have the opposite effect. Her shy and tender attitude only excited the male creatures more.

"No... compared to this, maybe it's more tempting now than being naked!"

Wu Mo Long smiled, and after saying his true feelings, he was about to leave........

"Wait!!"

Jing Yan grabbed him, while Po Hong took off her clothes. She only needed to straighten her body, and her smooth skin naturally slid off her clothes, which was quite convenient in a way.

A masterful striptease unfolded before their eyes. Po Hong leaned gently against Wu Molong's strong body, her lips flushed with a shy smile, while her delicate hands unceremoniously grasped his erect penis...

Wu Molong, without even needing to think, knew exactly what this meant.

While Po Hong undressed, her skills were undeniably swift, but still far inferior to Po Hong'er's. As she undressed, her hands didn't forget to hold his penis, wantonly playing with it.

"Hehe, Senior Brother's penis looks so small and cute compared to before!"

"No, don't say it's small!!"

Filled with shame and anger, Wu Molong had originally planned to transform into a wolf, but having just transformed into a demon wolf, he couldn't transform yet, and could only let the two beauties wantonly fondle his 'little Southern Kingdom'.

"It's not small at all," Shi Jiaolong said sweetly, unknowingly joining the other two in discussing this thing that had once brought them both ecstasy.

"Compared to ordinary people, she's indeed very impressive."

Po Hong praised while licking the penis. The four women were all top-notch in their sexual skills, and Wu Molong quickly surrendered under the combined attack of the two. However, just as the intense surge of semen was about to reach its peak, Jingyan once again displayed her witch nature, gently enveloping Wu Molong's penis with her magically powerful hair.

In this way, although Wu Molong still felt wave after wave of pleasure that was about to ejaculate, he couldn't ejaculate anything. It was quite tiring, but slowly, he got used to this near-madness.

"This is the first time... I've been driven almost crazy by another woman."

Wu Molong was almost completely limp, his legs unable to exert any strength. At this moment, he couldn't help but recall the beauties who had been with his Red Wolf penis all the time... Were they all on the verge of this madness?

"Then, today we'll use all our magic tricks to make Senior Brother feel like he's in heaven."

Shi Jiaolong had somehow gotten behind him, embracing him and gently massaging his back with her full breasts. Shi Jiaolong was usually quite jealous, but it seemed that only these sworn sisters were an exception.

Wu Molong, however, was not to be outdone. He turned and gave his beloved Long'er a deep kiss, his free hand exploring her already wet and slippery flower garden, stimulating the bud at the very center, causing her to gush out even more nectar. Kissing really seemed to have a certain magic for women; after being kissed, Shi Jiaolong's body seemed to freeze.

"Little Xiang, are you really not going to come over?"

Tianxiang asked sweetly, spitting out the penis. She seemed particularly excited, her face flushed. A huge penis, unimaginably large enough to fit into her soft lips, was placed beside the young girl's mouth. Yet, this thing had been moving in and out of her cherry-like mouth, giving her pleasure, which she frantically licked—a truly lewd scene…

"Come on, she's just being shameless. We'll invite her over!"

Po Hong chuckled, then ignored Tianxiang opening her mouth again to suck the penis, as if unwilling to let go for even a moment longer!

Tianxiang blushed, then stuck out her tongue and made a face, laughing,

"You guessed it."

She sounded without a trace of shame, like a wanton woman holding her large breasts, wantonly showing her lustful thoughts to her lover who knew her desires—a contrast to her young age. No, compared to that, Tianxiang was more like a voluptuous, large-breasted witch. She lifted her clothes, revealing that she had secretly removed them earlier, her breasts still glistening with white milk from the recent rubbing, and the ground was stained with a large patch of her vaginal fluid!

"Hehe..."

Shi, Po, and Jing laughed simultaneously. If Tianxiang could resist such allure, they would be utterly ashamed!

And so, five important figures in the current Miao witchcraft scene, at a time when the Black Miao tribe was on the verge of collapse, were indulging in unrestrained revelry. However, under the psychological pressure of being discovered at any moment, or perhaps having Han Chinese intrude, all five seemed particularly excited!

"This is really... reckless! If the Moon Worship Cult Leader suddenly walked in right now, I don't know how I'd even look at him!"

"Give him a punch!"

"A hundred punches wouldn't be enough!"

Wu Molong had never seen his parents since he was born as a wolf cub. Although he didn't know what it felt like to have parents, he knew that it was no easy feat for the three girls to joke about their father's killer...

"Hong'er... Xiang'er... Yan'er... regarding the Cult Leader's matter, your senior brother will..."

"No... Senior Brother... you go with Sister Long, go as far away as possible!"

Po Hong hadn't expected Wu Molong to say such a thing at this moment, so she refused his offer. She knew all too well about the Moon Worship Cult Leader's taming of ancient magical beasts. The Crimson Wolf was the last piece of the puzzle he needed. If Wu Molong were to fall into the Cult Leader's hands by accident, there would be no way to save the situation.

"Are you... feeling unwell?"

Shi Jiaolong asked in an older sisterly tone. The three girls shook their heads. Wu Molong finally understood. The four girls knew the outcome of today's events. Even the Witch King was dead. Even with Elder Shi and the others joining forces, they were still no match for the sect leader's unparalleled demonic power. Outside were millions of Han soldiers. Their only chance for victory was today. They didn't know how long it would be before the three witches turned back into helpless puppets. So, until then, they wanted to make love to their hearts' content, as many times as they could. For this, Shi Jiaolong even lent Wu Molong his help.

"Because we don't know when we'll be helpless again, we need to absorb more of the medicinal power now."

Tianxiang gave an embarrassed smile, but everyone could tell that she was more excited than shy. Wu Molong laughed even harder, because the three girls had already absorbed all the medicinal power of the Dragon Blood Pill.

Wu Molong was facing three opponents alone, a situation more perilous than any battle in his life. His massive penis remained in a state of extreme arousal, gently enveloped by soft hair, tightly bound to its ejaculation point by an inexplicable magical force, unable to extricate itself.

More importantly, his body was surrounded by four different types of soft, sensual flesh. No matter which part of his body moved slightly, he would simultaneously feel two or more types of skin-to-skin contact. Four alluring beauties, each with their own unique charm, were clinging to him, providing stimulation beyond the limits of his senses in both sight and touch!

Unlike when he was in the prison cell, where he was still in his Red Wolf form, possessing physical strength and sexual desire several times that of a human, Wu Molong felt for the first time the weakness of humans in this regard. No wonder most women who had been seriously played with by Red Wolves had fallen deeply in love with this kind of bestial pleasure that was both loved and feared. He also understood why bestiality had existed in every era throughout the millennia.

However, humans aren't actually that bad. At least, in the prison cell, Red Wolf couldn't satisfy all four at the same time. On the contrary, Tianxiang was almost driven mad by lust. Now, Wu Molong's entire body, hands, feet, penis, and mouth were extremely busy. His superb sexual skills gently and tenderly caressed all four women at the same time. All four women were brought to a state of overflowing ecstasy, with honey and milk flowing all over the boat...

Tianxiang was the first to reach orgasm. Wu Molong pressed her down first, his lips pressed against her nipples, his tongue gently licking around her areolas, while his penis thrust in and out of her vagina. Tianxiang was so excited that she couldn't help but shout out. Even though she was afraid that others would break in, she shouted excitedly without any regard for the consequences. But then Po Hong's tongue took over. Po Hong sucked a large mouthful of milk from Tianxiang's other large breast and gave it back to Tianxiang through his mouth, letting her taste her own milk again.

Tianxiang was calling out, her mouth wide open, when Po Hong suddenly caused her milk to almost reach her throat. A terrifying feeling of suffocation surged through her mind. Under the dual assault of fear and pleasure, Tianxiang reached orgasm instantly. Her jade legs tightly gripped Wu Molong's waist, causing his penis to penetrate to its deepest point. Her hands also tightly embraced Wu Molong's head, and the pressure from her arms and cheeks caused her large breasts to release even more milk, making it seem like she was ejaculating. Wu Molong's mouth was almost filled with this wave of milk, and he reluctantly opened it. He probably drank more milk than water today...

However, his penis, still entangled in Jingyan's hair, remained as vigorous as ever. It was so engorged with pleasure that it was almost about to explode. Jingyan and Jiaolong were still caressing and kissing each other when Po Hong climbed up to Wu Molong's crotch and raised his bare buttocks high.

"Senior brother...try this side, I haven't tried it yet!"

Wu Molong chuckled, aiming his penis at the entrance of her anus. He placed his hands on Po Hong's back, and just as he was about to insert it, his hands accidentally slipped away, causing him to lose his balance and fall forward. Without warning, his entire penis plunged rapidly into her untouched anus.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Tian Xiang was overwhelmed by the pain and intense pleasure, almost to the point of her primordial spirit collapsing. She could only let out monotonous 'ah ah' cries. Wu Molong remained pressed against her back, continuing to caress her, kneading her breasts with his hands. Although they were far smaller than Tian Xiang's, their elasticity was superb. Especially when combined with her naturally smooth skin and tearful expression, they gave her a pitiful, violated look.

"Sorry, I accidentally slipped..."

"Senior brother...you...you must have...done it on purpose...! No...it feels so good..."

Po Hong's buttocks were red from the constant, violent impacts and slaps. Her tender skin looked as smooth as a baby's, yet as fragile as a toddler's. The burning desire caused her vagina to flow with more and more honeyed fluid!

Although her vagina was not stimulated by any object, it was still infected by the excitement of the penis thrusting into her anus. A stream of vaginal fluid shot out from the depths of her vagina, her whole body arching backward like a cooked shrimp, her entire body as red as if burned by a raging fire, reaching her first anal orgasm in her life...

"I'm...I can't take it anymore." Wu Molong said to the stunning and charming dragon kneeling in front of him, sucking and sharing his flesh. His penis was still swollen and throbbing. Even the most skilled doctor in the world, Miao Huichun, would probably be puzzled by this state...how could this penis still hold back from ejaculating?

"If I say you can do it, you can do it... um... um..."

Jingyan seemed to have unparalleled confidence in her talent. She only let go when she felt she had tasted enough, and then pushed down Shi Jiaolong, who was still somewhat reluctant to part with the taste of the penis.

"Ah... I want more!"

Shi Jiaolong protested, but before she could finish speaking, her stunningly beautiful lips sealed hers. The two beauties' snow-white bodies overlapped, and the nipples of her stunningly small breasts gently rubbed against Shi Jiaolong's pink, fatty breasts. The two embraced each other, using their bodies to writhe and enhance their sensations. Wu Molong saw the two of their most beloved honey holes swaying together, and even though he felt exhausted, he regained his spirits...

Wu Molong aimed his penis at Shi Jiaolong's entrance, thrusting forward until his entire penis was inside. Shi Jiaolong swayed her hips, matching his thrusting movements. Wu Molong pulled out and then re-inserted into her stunningly beautiful little hole. Back and forth, at first, the three of them made many mistakes, their rhythms were off, and their positions were not good. But slowly, the rhythm of Wu Molong's thrusting movements and the two women's matching and twisting movements gradually became perfectly synchronized.

Wu Molong had never experienced such superb thrusting technique before. The two honeypots were only a fraction of an inch apart, yet they possessed two completely different sensations of excitement. He certainly liked Shi Jiaolong's vagina, but Jingyan was the best vagina he had ever encountered. The powerful suction and the soft, tight sensation—this small, tender vagina seemed to contain all the virtues of every woman in the world…

Suddenly, Jingyan revealed a wicked smile, like an ancient god of lust descending, looking at Shi Jiaolong with a lewd grin. Shi Jiaolong, still immersed in unparalleled pleasure, suddenly, Jingyan quietly loosened her hair, her movements so light that even Wu Molong himself didn't notice. He only knew that his lower body suddenly relaxed, and his rapidly thrusting penis… He withdrew from deep within Shi Jiaolong's vagina, ejaculating a quantity he would never forget...

His entire penis rose high, gripped and vigorously stroked by the stunningly beautiful woman who had turned around. Thick, cloudy white semen seemed to flow endlessly, one stream after another shooting out. With the rhythm of her strokes, the hot white fluid splashed onto her tender face, more and more, cup after cup, even covering Tianxiang Pohong lying beside him. Not to mention Shi Jiaolong, who lay beside him, her blurred vision unable to see anything, only feeling herself being engulfed by a wave of heat like flames, her whole body burning as if on fire. Her body, surrounded by semen, was in a state of extreme pleasure. Then, a stream of vaginal fluid spurted from her lower body...

"I say...you guys..."

The man in black entered the cabin from the ship. Five naked men and women lay on the swaying hull, their bodies soaked in a foul-smelling liquid—a mixture of countless amounts of breast milk, semen, vaginal fluid, and sweat—all brimming with desire. Wu Molong, embraced by the others, was pale, clearly exhausted.

"Master Shi...save me..."

"There's a Han Chinese saying...'To die beneath a peony is to die a romantic death,' isn't there?"

the man in black chuckled, seemingly unperturbed. He didn't appear surprised that Wu Molong called him 'Master Shi,' or perhaps he assumed Wu Molong should recognize him.

"Elder Shi, thank you for your hospitality. I'll enjoy your disciple!"

A stunningly beautiful woman greeted the man in black politely, regardless of how strange the greeting was, and regardless of the fact that she had just been with a man, having sex with her daughter.

"Hahaha, don't get an upset stomach, but... it seems impossible."

With that, the man in black untied his black cloth, revealing Elder Shi, his face still bearing those piercing, crimson-green eyes.

"Master Shi, your eyes..."

Wu Molong clearly remembered the feeling of having his eyes stolen; the memory was vivid. He couldn't believe it was an illusion or a delusion. Could it be that Elder Shi's medical skills were enough to reconnect severed nerves in his eyes?

No, none of that. In Wu Molong's mind, a term that had only appeared in the ancient Miao tribe echoed:

"Is it... a prosthetic limb gu?"

It was a mythical story he'd heard from an old wolf from countless years ago. Wolves are organized, family-oriented, and gregarious wild beasts, but old wolves are of no help to their kind; wild wolves are among the few creatures in the world that will kill their adult companions.

When the young Red Wolf was young, it had once hunted down a damned old wolf, a wise old wolf who had taught many young wolves a great deal. However, driven by wolfish instincts, and lacking humanity at the time, the Martial Demon Dragon didn't hesitate to bite the old wolf's throat. The old wolf desperately begged for mercy:

"Young Red Wolf, if you spare this old and weak wolf, I will willingly impart to you knowledge that no other wolf knows."

The young Red Wolf was completely unfamiliar with the concept of 'wisdom,' but in reality, as long as the old wolf didn't return to the pack and instead left alone, it wouldn't have any real impact. To the young Red Wolf, it would only mean missing out on a good meal.

(A wolf can eat more than three times its own weight in food at once and then go a week without hunting, but wolf packs usually hunt constantly, though the success rate of killing prey is only about 30%.)

So, the red wolf released the old wolf's throat, freeing it, and the old wolf revealed a secret to it...

Many years ago, the old wolf had been captured by a human, its belly cut open and stuffed with something unknown. Before the red wolf, it skillfully untied the rope binding its belly with its paws...

No!

When Red Wolf saw clearly, it wasn't a rope, but a venomous worm that looked very much like one. Like a centipede, it had countless three-segmented claws and pierced through a pre-drilled hole in the old wolf's belly. It began to loosen from the tail, until finally, it was held tightly by only a pair of enormous fangs. The old wolf lay down, not a drop of blood flowing...

Red Wolf could see clearly through the abdominal cavity: the heart, spleen, liver, kidneys, lungs, and other internal organs were all not real. They were all body tissues composed of various different venomous insects, each with its own designated position. Different venomous insects were responsible for different actions. Red Wolf had once used its sharp teeth to dissect prey that wasn't quite dead, and had seen the heart that hadn't completely stopped beating. It knew that one of the emerald-green insects swelled and contracted like a toad's gills, replacing the heart's movements, which amazed Red Wolf.

The old wolf has lived in this body for nearly three hundred years, longer than the current Martial Demon Dragon. However, it doesn't consider itself 'alive'. Compared to ordinary wild wolves, it is stronger and faster in thought, yet it cannot escape its pack mentality. It stayed in various tribes until the other wolves began to find it strange, at which point it had no choice but to leave, searching for a new tribe that could accommodate it...

Until these past few months, its body suddenly became very weak, its strength and agility were far from what they used to be. The old wolf knew its time was running out. These venomous insects had been parasitizing its body all along, absorbing everything it ate to maintain its 'activity'. Yes! The old wolf doesn't consider itself 'alive'. It merely 'moves' with these insects. What survives is the thousands upon thousands of poisonous insects and venomous insects within its body, not its own body.

Afterwards, the Red Wolf released the Old Wolf and never saw it again. The humans who placed these insect-like poisons inside its body had long since disappeared. Perhaps they had survived to this day using the same method. If the Old Wolf had found them, perhaps it could have lived even longer…

Elder Shi showed an expression of admiration. As he spoke, the crimson eyeballs began to move irregularly, slowly retreating from their sockets. Behind the eyeballs, a blood-red insect, wriggling like an earthworm, crawled little by little onto Elder Shi's face. At the very end was the eyeball, and at the front was a mantis-like head, revealing a disproportionately large antler. Several black straws extended from its mouth, and its compound eyes swayed from side to side, as if staring at the five astonished men and women before it. Ignoring their questions, it crawled to Elder Shi's mouth and plunged its head into Elder Shi's throat...

until the 'eyeball' at the tail was swallowed by Elder Shi, leaving only an empty, dark eye socket. Elder Shi lowered his relaxed eyelids and then put the eye patch back on.

"So... is it delicious?"

Jingyan asked half-jokingly. Wu Molong and Shi Jiaolong gently tapped her head. These people were used to seeing poisonous insects and strange creatures. If a person from the Central Plains saw this, they would surely feel terrified. If a Han Chinese woman saw this, she would be scared half to death.

"Master Shi, can you... see this?" Wu Molong asked with concern. This eye was originally something it had taken off, so of course he was particularly concerned.

"It's different from what I see with my other eye!"

"What is it like?"

"I can't see colors, only black, white, gray, and red, but I can see many hidden things clearly. And since I have another eye, it's not a big problem. Even my distance perception is much better than with my previous eye!"

Elder Shi said proudly, as if showing off his proudest possession.

"However... it was really hard to get used to this at first."

At this moment, Elder Shi's unharmed right eye slowly changed from green back to its original black pupil. It seemed that the side effect of using the prosthetic eye was causing his eye to change color.

Red Wolf laughed. With the new eye and the color-changing eye, Elder Shi really looked like a different person after being masked!

However, he couldn't help but recall that his carefree life over the past few years had caused suffering not only to the four witches, the three elders, and the witch king and queen, but also to his master who had suffered the pain of the Gu Eye because of him. But as he slumped down, Elder Shi patted him on the shoulder…

“Silly child, what are you thinking about?”

Seeing through his thoughts, Wu Molong remained silent, simply staring blankly at Elder Shi.

At this moment, Elder Shi discovered some strange things: a head, the head of a witch king, which they had retrieved—the lifeless head of the witch king.

“The King… has changed. The leader has truly changed; he is no longer the leader he once was.”

In fact, the leader hadn't changed. He had always been under the influence of various conspiracies; even his birth was a result of his father's scheme. He hadn't made a move because the time hadn't come yet.

“Elder Shi, what should we do now?” Po Hong asked first.

Elder Shi thought for a moment, then Shi Jiaolong blurted out,

"We need to divert the leader's attention. We can't win today, Father! Did you see the waterway the Witch Queen escaped through?"

"I was in the secret passage, but my Gu Eye could see it."

Could that Gu Eye even see through something hidden by a wall? What a convenient thing...

"Then Father, do you know where that waterway leads?" Shi Jiaolong asked urgently. Everyone knew that to save the Black Miao from the Moon Worship Leader, the Witch Queen had to intervene! At the very least, to deal with his countless demonic beast armies, magic of the Witch Queen's caliber was essential!

"But... I don't know."

Elder Shi uttered a despairing sigh, but there was someone familiar with the terrain.

"I know!" Wu Molong said confidently.

"Senior Brother! Really?" Tianxiang, Pohong, and the others were surprised, while Jingyan and Jiaolong immediately remembered that wolves and dogs were animals that loved to roam around; wandering was in their nature.

"It's in the pond to the west, but the water level there has risen so high it's probably become a large lake. I've been there a few times, and I don't really like it."

He spoke with a genuine dislike, which puzzled everyone.

"Why?"

"Because I once caught a strange fish and ate it... It was awful! And poisonous too. After that, I never wanted to go to that pond again."

Shi Jiaolong and Elder Shi laughed heartily. They both knew that this was the place!

The Moon Worship Cult Leader loved cultivating these strange and unusual creatures—magical fish, poisonous insects, monsters, and so on! Who knows, maybe Wu Molong even ate a young fish from one of his carefully raised, powerful monsters?

"Senior Brother, Father! I'm entrusting the rest to you!"

Shi Jiaolong's eyes shone with unparalleled confidence. Even though the Miao and Han people were still fighting to the death outside, everyone laughed along with her...

The Han-Miao war was shocking!

Shenwu and Fengxian each harbored their own ulterior motives.

The Demon Dragon and his disciples used feints and diversions!

The Crimson Arrow, with its immense power?

The Witch Queen's Stone Serpent Formation crumbles; the Four Limits of the Killing Demon Luo.

Exhausted and weary, the Water Prison Gate stands, obsidian tears and ominous stars block the way;

countless water spikes pierce the heart; filled with rage, the gods obstruct the kill.

The Heavenly Demon Breaks the Army with Ice Needles, the ruthless and vicious Azure Lotus returns!

The Witch King and the Moon Worship Cult Leader command their army's attack from the royal city. The black-armored Miao soldiers stand neatly on the edge of the royal city's mountain platform, each a burly warrior with no excess fat. They effortlessly draw back large bows that reach the soldiers' chests, and all the archers crouch on the ground, arrows nocked, awaiting the Witch King's command to fire!

The archery team numbered about fifty. Don't underestimate these archers; their bows alone were exquisitely crafted luxury items. The entire bow was made from a single tall tree in the sacred forest, felled from a young sacred tree that had died due to accidents such as fire or lightning strikes (it would be impossible to cut down a healthy sacred tree without extensive sacrifices and offerings to the Golden-Winged Phoenix)!

The bow was shaved to only two to three inches in diameter, the standard size being the newest and most central growth ring of the wood. Its toughness and tensile strength were then tested using various methods to select the most suitable section, which was then placed in a dry place to air dry. If we were to calculate the manufacturing time of a sacred tree bow, starting from a young sapling, it would take nearly a hundred years to make a complete bow!

Even the bowstring was meticulously crafted. The most basic method was to use the spider silk of the Five Poisonous Beasts or the silk thread from the pupae of the Golden Silkworm. Depending on the quality of the finished product and the urgency of the task, animal sinews or fur might be used only when necessary.

At the shaman's signal, the Miao soldiers on the log wall immediately feigned retreat. Seeing this, the Han soldiers' morale soared, and they charged forward. Even Lü Fengxian's immediate shouts to stop them were futile!

"Release the arrows!!"

the shaman commanded. Dozens of Miao archers before the capital rhythmically unleashed their arrows, one after another, five waves of a torrent of arrows crashing down. Hundreds of Han soldiers at the forefront were struck. Because of the flood, the Han soldiers were on boats without the log wall to obstruct them, and the Han army suffered heavy losses immediately!

Lu Fengxian glared angrily, brandishing her crescent-shaped double halberds to deflect most of the arrows for the Tianji Sect disciples around her. Looking at the round wooden pillars rising from the ground and emerging from the water, she realized from her own perspective on the boat that these pillars, no higher than her chest, easily hindered her army's advance. Unable to breach the defenses, Lu Fengxian caught the last arrow and hurled it with lightning speed towards the Black Miao royal city. However, lacking the advantage of height, the arrow couldn't even reach the city.

"Damn it..."

Perhaps Lu Fengxian was highly skilled in martial arts, but in military strategy and troop deployment, she was still a novice. Not only was she lured to Nanzhao by Shi Jiaolong's subordinates and forced into a siege, but the Shenwu army was also forced to join the battle against her own will.

However, Lü Fengxian also realized that the water level was rising rapidly. Perhaps in just three more days, the water would overflow the log wall, allowing the army to advance unimpeded. Shenwu's self-recommendation to infiltrate Nanshao City was not only logical, but also likely stemmed from prior knowledge of the Black Miao tribe's fierce arrow formations. He might have led his disciples to avoid their attacks, further weakening Lü Fengxian's forces, who were on the verge of defeat—a two-birds-with-one-stone move.

"(Shenwu has no such wisdom; there must be another mastermind behind him!!)"

Lü Fengxian thought to herself, then regained her composure, waving her hand to order a halt to the army's advance. After all, her plan to lure Shenwu into the city had succeeded!

There was no need for unnecessary sacrifices; she could use the same method to trap Shenwu's disciples—why not?

"Witch King, Master! The Han army has ceased its attack."

A messenger arrived on a fast boat, delivering the message and awaiting the Witch King's next order.

"Report the extent of my people's damage first, then I'll make a decision!"

The tree demon mimicked the shaman's actions perfectly, issuing commands. The Moon Worship Cult Leader watched with great satisfaction. This puppet had better have its own thoughts and a certain level of intelligence, otherwise, its flaws would surely be discovered. Afterward, all he needed to do was find the little princess, kill her, and then create the illusion of the shaman king's death, making himself the final heir to the throne!

Right now, his only concern was the shaman queen…

Suddenly, he noticed an unusual change in the water's surface. The ripples grew increasingly sharp as they approached, gradually forming large waves.

Neither the Miao nor the Han people knew what was happening; they simply gripped whatever was beside them tightly. But as the small waves slowly grew into towering monstrosities, even capsizing boats, what could they possibly hold onto in the water?

A column of water rose from the surface, and two figures flew out from within!

A masked warrior from the Black Miao tribe was struck hard on the head by a one-eyed old man in red robes and black hair, sending him flying into the air. It was Wu Molong and Elder Shi!

"You wicked disciple!!! I will kill you with my own hands today!!!"

With that, nine fiery dragon energies erupted from Wu Molong's body, shattering his mask and slashing his face, leaving dozens of deep, bloody gashes crisscrossing his handsome face...

With his face ripped open by the hard shards of his mask, Elder Shi added dozens of shocking scars to Wu Molong's handsome face, each one carrying the intense heat of fire, and each gaping wound smelled of burning flesh. Elder Shi did this, of course, because the sect leader had met the mysterious youth before, and Wu Molong, with the same face, would surely attract attention at this time.

The Moon Worship Cult Leader could clearly see that the two were indeed using the same martial art. Wu Molong also unleashed seven fire dragons with his backhand, one level less than the black-clad man from before, indicating he had been slightly injured! Unfortunately... his face was still obscured by the scars on his face.

Wu Molong fought and retreated, seemingly still no match for Elder Shi...

"Pah! You stinking master! I'll rip off your other eye today!!!"

With that, Wu Molong reached out to grab Elder Shi's right eye. Elder Shi was prepared and swiftly grabbed his hand, but Wu Molong's ferocious strength seemed to disregard the injury on his arm and desperately try to grab off his right eye. Elder Shi was forced to blast him away, but at the same time, Wu Molong turned and fled, leaving Elder Shi no choice but to give chase.

"You wicked disciple!! You call yourself the Mad Demon Martial Dragon, yet you retreat in the face of battle?"

In truth, the sect leader wasn't without suspicion, because the events had unfolded too quickly and progressed too smoothly. With Shi Jiaolong, under the influence of the Bewitching Gu, by Martial Demon Dragon's side, with her intelligence and strategy, would Martial Demon Dragon have suffered such a humiliating defeat?

Martial Demon Dragon ignored him, continuing his westward escape. Suddenly, he leaped into a small boat, roaring,

"Old ghost! Give me back my daughter!!!"

With that, he scooped up Shi Jiaolong, who was hiding inside the boat, and threw her forcefully towards Elder Shi. Elder Shi, in a panic, could only stop and skillfully catch his daughter!

"Old ghost! What I owe you, I'll repay today, and there will be no more debts!!!!!!!!!!"

With that, Martial Demon Dragon tore off his left eye. Feeling excruciating pain, he roared to the sky, then gathered all his strength and hurled his eyeball at Elder Shi!

Elder Shi sensed something was wrong and hugged Shi Jiaolong tightly, turning his back to Wu Molong. Suddenly, the eyeball exploded, presumably because it contained a blasting Gu, but the power was far beyond Shi Jiaolong's ability to withstand. Elder Shi had no choice but to use his own body as a shield…

After a deafening roar, only Elder Shi, his clothes blown off his back, stood on the ground, still holding the unharmed Shi Jiaolong in his arms, silently watching her as he slowly and gently placed her on the boat.

Blood still clung to his lips, indicating serious internal injuries, but his eyes still burned with rage. Others would assume he hated Wu Molong to the core, but little did they know that his true hatred was for the Moon Worship Cult Leader! And of course, that damned tree demon…

"Your Majesty! Please allow me to deal with my wicked disciple. I cannot accompany you in battle!"

Taking responsibility for one's actions is a rule of the Miao people, and Elder Shi declared this with boundless pride. Even the sect leader and the Witch King could not stop him from leaving, unless it concerned the life and death of the Black Miao, but that was not the case at this moment. The Witch King laughed:

"Good! Elder Shi!! Go and kill those you must kill! Return after you have accomplished your task!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!!"

Elder Shi uttered these three words with resounding force, just like the sect leader's words. These three simple words possessed boundless magic, further boosting the morale of the Black Miao people. Even in battle, Elder Shi did not forget to utilize every effective method to increase his side's chances of victory.

However, the Moon Worship Sect Leader still had doubts... Although these two, master and disciple, had once turned against each other, 'Martial Demon Dragon' had fought him before. Could he be so easily suppressed by Elder Shi?

"Master... my daughter is afflicted by the Gu poison... I entrust her to you!"

With that, he truly handed Shi Jiaolong to a Miao soldier beside him and turned to leave!

The Moon Worship Master hadn't expected Elder Shi to trust him so much, nor did he know the Bewitching Gu had already been removed, so he felt a great weight lifted from his heart. He excused himself from the Witch King and used his lightness skill to leap to the Miao soldier's side. His movements were graceful and unrestrained, further highlighting the high regard this unassuming master held among the Miao people. Previously, he hadn't wanted to reveal his martial arts too much in front of the Witch King and Elder Shi, not wanting them to be wary of him. But today, with the entire Black Miao under his control, he no longer needed to hold back and was eager to display his superior skills before everyone!

The Miao soldier handed Shi Jiaolong to him. If it were yesterday, he would have certainly caressed the smooth skin of such a beauty as Shi Jiaolong a few more times, and if given the chance, he would have taken the opportunity to knead her firm and full breasts. However, now, in front of the Moon Worship Cult Leader, he was also intimidated by his divine power and could only obediently put down the beauty he was reluctant to let go of...

"Our cult is one family! Elder Shi's relatives are also my relatives!! Although the four witches were each used by the Martial Demon Dragon, I reiterate today that all past actions will be forgiven!!"

Another cheer erupted from the crowd. Most of the Han soldiers who did not understand Miao language were unaware of the situation and thought that they had found reinforcements or had another clever plan. Some timid people were frightened out of their wits by this shout, which sounded like that of a beast that feared neither life nor death and only valued honor. Others turned around and ran away.

"(Alas... launching a large-scale attack before the army's morale is stable shows that the Emperor is not as shrewd as we thought.)"

Lü Fengxian sighed. He and Wu Molong had a deep-seated prejudice against each other, and Wu Molong had previously been given important responsibilities. Lü Fengxian only thought that sending soldiers to attack the Miao was a test of Wu Molong's loyalty, but he didn't know that no one truly understood the Emperor's real intentions in attacking the Miao. Perhaps even the Emperor himself wasn't entirely sure; some past reasons simply made him want to do this!

Suddenly! A figure leaped out of the water, his swimming skills were terrifying. In a flash, he drew his sword and killed several Miao people. His swordsmanship was no less than that of the mysterious youth. With a flick of his wrist, dozens of sword lights and silver shadows danced and surrounded the Ke Yue Sect Leader. True energy flowed like a sea of clouds, and dozens of Miao soldiers around the Sect Leader were all shaken away by the energy. The sword lights gathered and struck straight at the heart of the enemy!

"Good! Finally, a master has arrived!"

the Moon Worship Cult Leader exclaimed. Without even lifting a finger, with a single thought and a glance, a bolt of heavenly lightning struck from the sky, hitting the attacker's sword without warning!

The assassin, left with no choice, sheathed his sword and planted it in the ground. Metal attracts electricity, but he seemed to have forgotten something crucial…

the Han soldiers' hidden forces were all in the water!

That lightning bolt could change direction and strike the water? Wasn't the Moon Worship Cult Leader afraid that the electricity in the water would harm his own people?

No! He saw through this man's character; at the very least, he saw through his actions! He had surfaced alone to launch a surprise attack, and more importantly, there might be someone important to him in the water.

For example… his soldiers!

The assassin was indeed taken aback. He swung his hands, unleashing his full power, a powerful, swift motion that dispersed the lightning from mid-air!

This ability to strike objects from a distance, while not miraculous, was certainly no easy feat to defeat lightning, which has no particular form...

A simple bolt of lightning had completely outmaneuvered the opponent; the sect leader was far more cunning!

The Han soldiers in the water, terrified by the lightning, swam to the surface, naturally becoming the targets of the archers standing on the city walls.

The assassin lowered the turban covering his head; it was Shenwu...

a captured general of the Central Plains.

"Master Shi... I'm sorry..."

Standing before Wu Molong was Elder Shi, who had suffered considerable injuries. He had been wounded by Wu Molong's fiery dragon eye attack. The two were, of course, feigning a fight, but in the previous battle, both had given their all; the only difference was that Wu Molong hadn't transformed into a demonic wolf, and Elder Shi hadn't used his Gu Eye technique.

Shi Jiaolong's plan was for the two to feign a fight to draw the attention of the Witch King and his men, allowing the three witches to leave the royal city and even escape the Black Miao tribe, freeing them from the cult leader's control. Shi Jiaolong

would remain as a hostage. It was crucial to understand that the Bewitching Gu was one of the most difficult curses to break, requiring someone with deep knowledge of the Gu worm's habits to use appropriate medicine and witchcraft to draw out the poison! Shi Jiaolong had always wondered, for whom did the cult leader initially create this powerful Gu worm?

The Witch King was a good king, always prioritizing his elder brother, the cult leader, and obeying his every command. The cult leader had no need to use this to control him. She had considered the little princess, but clearly not; the cult leader's interest in her wasn't as great as imagined. And not only the little princess, but his ambition for the throne wasn't as great as everyone thought.

What was something the Witch King possessed that the cult leader lacked, something the Witch King would absolutely refuse to concede, and something the cult leader desperately desired?

Yes…

only one thing! The Witch Queen!!

Because this Bewitching Gu was created to capture the Witch Queen's heart, even the Moon Worship Cult Leader himself couldn't break it. This is because the Gu worm wasn't raised by him, but rather made by a sorcerer. Of course, that sorcerer is already dead. So, even if anyone wants to break the Witch Queen's curse in the future, they will have to risk the Witch Queen's life at great risk...

Wu Molong gouged out one of his own eyeballs. This alone is enough to convince everyone that he was going all out. Few people know that he is actually a non-human wolf demon. In just ten days to half a month, a brand new eyeball will grow back. Moreover, even if he were just an ordinary person, Elder Shi has mastered the technology of the Prosthetic Limb Gu, so getting another new eye wouldn't be difficult.

Elder Shi sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating. Wu Molong channeled his inner energy behind him to heal his internal injuries. At this moment, Elder Shi seemed to have aged considerably. He remained silent, focused solely on stabilizing his injuries as quickly as possible, for his only beloved daughter was still on the enemy's side…

“…Ya Qi! Enough!”

Elder Shi suddenly opened his eyes, signaling Wu Molong to stop. Both of them simultaneously inhaled deeply, exhaling hot breaths. Thanks to the wolf demon's unique regenerative abilities, Wu Molong's external injuries were mostly healed, while Elder Shi, aided by his profound inner strength, had recovered seventy to eighty percent of his physical and internal energy.

“Master Shi… is Long'er alright?”

The killing move was Wu Molong's doing. Even if it was Shi Jiaolong's own idea, if it had injured her, Wu Molong would have felt extremely distressed.

“I naturally only accepted it because I was confident. You fool, you used such a heavy hand! What if you had hurt Long'er?”

“I'm sorry…”

*Slap!*

Elder Shi slapped Wu Molong hard with his palm, shook his head, seemingly satisfied with many things about this disciple, except for his nagging personality.

Then, the two remained silent for a while before Wu Molong finally asked,

"Master Shi...you still haven't told me what level your martial arts have reached?"

This was a question Wu Molong had asked before, but Elder Shi had never given a direct answer, only saying that those who reveal all their trump cards will inevitably die shorter than those who always leave a way out.

"...Nine levels, just like before. No matter how much I urge myself to practice these past few years, I haven't made any progress. I think that at my age, I won't be able to reach the legendary tenth level of this powerful martial art. Maintaining my current level is already quite good."

Elder Shi's words clearly placed all his hopes on Wu Molong. As he spoke, he handed something to his only disciple—a round object wrapped in oil. Wu Molong took it and immediately knew what it was. Perhaps it was meaningless now, but if Wu Molong really returned to the Central Plains, it would become his only means of survival!

"Master Shi, I once heard of a unique method of internal energy cultivation in the Central Plains. I used it in the Nine Flavors True Fire Technique, and it truly possessed earth-shattering power."

Suddenly, Wu Molong seemed to reveal his last trump card, sharing some of his martial arts insights. Perhaps both of them realized that this parting today might be their last. They could no longer linger in the Central Plains or among the Miao people. They might end up in a place where no one knew them. Whether Wu Molong became a bandit or an ordinary farmer, Shi Jiaolong would likely follow him.

"This is a method called 'reverse cultivation,' which, simply put, reverses the flow of one's internal energy."

"Ridiculous! Wouldn't that lead to qi deviation?"

In fact, in Central Plains martial arts, 'reverse cultivation' is indeed an evil method. Most righteous people would never use this method to save their lives, even to the point of death, because this method of circulating energy would cause them to lose control, losing both strength and ferocity. However, Wu Molong was a genuine evil master, and naturally knew this unique internal energy cultivation method!

Having said that, Wu Molong immediately began his cultivation. He reversed the heavens and earth, supporting himself with his right hands, his legs crossed, and began to circulate his demonic fire true energy in reverse using his ancestral method. A fierce burst of heat immediately erupted from his body!

Elder Shi was stunned. This was merely the first level of the cultivation technique, yet the flames bursting forth from his body were incredibly intense. However, Elder Shi also sensed the hidden danger in this move…

Martial Demon Dragon dispersed the evil fire, but immediately collapsed, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, scalding hot like boiling water, even emitting smoke. It was as if someone was burning his life essence inside him like boiling water. This act of self-immolation, of drinking poison to quench thirst, undoubtedly possessed extraordinary power, but it was far beyond human control. A single misstep could result in him being burned to ashes.

But Elder Shi also knew that this was a last resort. Conversely, if he encountered something he absolutely had to protect with his life, and he had no way to turn the tide, such an ending might be the most tragic!

“Master Shi… I call this move ‘Crimson Blood Poison Flame’…”

After demonstrating this move, Wu Molong’s body was clearly overexerted, even his recovery ability had stopped, and the wounds on his face were bleeding and painful again. Elder Shi silently stood up, turned and left.

“Master Shi, what should we do now?”

What Wu Molong was referring to was naturally what the Black Miao should do in the future.

Elder Shi shook his head helplessly, remained silent for a long while, and said,

"The Witch King is dead... You must find the Witch Queen, otherwise our last hope rests solely on Her Highness the Princess. Yaqi, I can no longer help you. I'm returning to Nanzhao now, though it's unavoidable, I can't stand by and watch my brothers be killed by the Han people."

He was naturally referring to the fact that his own Shi Sect's soldiers were being commanded by the sect leader and the tree demon. To eliminate dissidents or weaken Elder Shi's power, they were likely sending Elder Shi's soldiers to the front lines, possibly even using one or two scapegoats as archer commanders, issuing chaotic orders, and even shooting Han people along with their own people...

"Our last hope rests on the Witch Queen and Her Highness the Princess..."

At this crucial point, both of them perked up. Elder Shi was still a member of the Black Miao Witch King's faction, and he had to protect the Witch Queen and the little princess—this last hope, especially the Witch Queen; she absolutely could not be allowed to be captured by the sect leader!

"Yaqi, we'll part ways now. West Lake, though originally just a pond, has become very large and deep. Go find the Witch Queen's whereabouts, listen!! You must rescue her..."

With that, Elder Shi took a bow from a tree with coded markings that ordinary people wouldn't notice. It was a bow taller than both the burly Elder Shi and Wu Molong, made entirely of yew wood. It wasn't a Miao bow; it belonged to another tribe.

Most noticeably, it was decorated with tsuru patterns, golden totems carved into the yew wood, and some unidentified ancient script markings. Wu Molong didn't recognize it—it was Yin script! Also known as oracle bone script, the earliest and oldest writing system on this land. The inscriptions on the bow might be some kind of ancient incantation, used to make the bow stronger and more durable.

"Master Shi... this bow is...?"

Elder Shi responded to Wu Molong with a sinister smile, nocking an arrow—a long arrow perfectly matched to the bow. Without such an arrow, it would be impossible to draw the bow fully.

After nocking the arrow, Elder Shi pulled back the blindfold of his one eye, and the prosthetic worm crawled out of his mouth and burrowed into his eye socket. His right eye once again glowed emerald green... Was

he about to fire?

Elder Shi used his right foot to brace the bowstring, simultaneously drawing it with both hands. His muscles bulged and veins stood out wherever his arms were exposed to the wind...

Even Elder Shi, with his innate superhuman strength, needed such immense effort to draw a bow fully. From his gaze, it was as if he were engaged in a fierce battle with a super expert; the killing intent almost made Wu Molong think that his master regarded him as his father's killer!

He used his red eye to pinpoint the target's location, predict wind direction, angle, and other variables, and then released the arrow!

Whoosh!

Wu Molong had never imagined that the fletching of an arrow could create such a strong wind! It even made the nearby low trees sway. The arrow streaked across the sky like a flash of lightning, the arrowhead whistling sharply as it scraped against the air…

'Crimson Arrow'

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