[Urban] The Legend of Sword and Fairy: A Romantic Prequel (Complete) - 12

In the third volume, "The Red Wolf God Chapter,"

the Emperor's world seemed to freeze in that moment. An unknown amount of time passed before he was released from the ice prison. It wasn't that Beidou let him go, but rather the Emperor's ability—to release Beidou's hand even when his soul was almost frozen. Even Beidou himself was surprised.

"(This shouldn't be something human could do. Could it be because of this place...?)"

Although Beidou had never imagined that she could help Wumolong kill the Emperor so easily, she also hadn't expected him to escape unscathed. But then she realized this was unusual. She searched the palace but found no strange aura. Was it just her imagination?

"Your Majesty, Beidou and I urgently need to return before Lü Fengxian. We are already quite tired from the long journey. Why don't we part ways here today and have a long talk with Your Majesty tomorrow?"

Wu Molong immediately stepped in to smooth things over. They both knew that it was not advisable to start a war at this moment. The Forbidden City was heavily guarded. Even if Beidou possessed extraordinary abilities and wiped out the 100,000 troops of the Forbidden City, how many of the court's experts could he kill? Don't forget that Gao Wenzhong of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect was also among the defeated generals. This indicated that the Immortal Sword Sect had connections with the court. Even if Gao Wenzhong posed no threat, the experts of the Immortal Sword Sect could not be underestimated. Beidou's elder brother was subdued by the Immortal Sword Sect, and the Heavenly Demon was sealed by humans back then. Therefore, Beidou would never dare to underestimate these beings who were much weaker than Him.

Their chances of winning were this: Wu Molong was now a favorite in the capital, and the emperor could hardly kill him in front of everyone. He could only use an accident or send a trusted person to kill him, and this person had to be able to keep it a secret or be absolutely trustworthy. However, among the people around the emperor, there was probably no one capable of killing both of them at the same time.

Therefore, for the emperor to win, he had to separate the two. Just a moment ago, the emperor had considered recruiting Beidou to his side. After all, the Witch King was dead today, and the emperor could press his advantage. He only lacked a capable leader. Shenwu was no longer viable, and there were not many suitable candidates left

. Beidou, this new force, could have succeeded, but now it was no longer possible. His power was too great, far beyond the emperor's control. If such a person was not killed, he would surely become a future threat! "Alright... Brother Beidou and Lord Chu, please go back and rest. I won't see you off."

After saying these polite words, Wu Molong and Beidou bowed and left, not forgetting to give the emperor a disgusting smile before closing the door.

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

*Slap!* Once he was certain the two were far away, the emperor could no longer bear it .

With a powerful palm strike, he shattered the rosewood platform. This act was partly to vent his anger, and partly to dispel the last lingering chill within him…

The emperor remained silent, but his outburst wasn't entirely without merit.

“Xiang…”

At the emperor's command, Zhou Ruixiang emerged from a hidden corner of the palace. Unlike the others, Zhou Ruixiang was physically weak and, hiding in a blind spot, was invisible, inaudible, and imperceptible, so even Beidou hadn't noticed him.

“How is Your Majesty’s health? If Your Majesty is unwell, I deserve to die a thousand deaths.”

The emperor ignored his greeting and continued,

“Xiang! Did you see that person…? Is that the kind of thing I imagined?”

“…Yes, Your Majesty, although faint, I sensed its demonic energy. It seems the treasures left behind by the Sword Saint Dugu can finally be put to good use.”

"I never imagined that what the late Emperor told me back then was true. For over thirty years, the Forbidden City has been spared from such demonic attacks."

More than thirty years ago, the Emperor was still a child. He experienced a very perilous situation then, though he had no recollection of it. It's said that a demonic aura permeated the capital, and the court summoned the elders of the Shu Mountain Sect to fight it. However, it's said that before the envoy even set foot in the Shu Mountain range, the Immortal Sword Sect arrived, and after subduing the demon, they didn't ask for a single penny…

Some say it was the Shu Mountain Sect's duty, their innate mission, like walking on your own two feet, so they shouldn't accept any reward. Others say that cultivators should avoid letting money interfere with their practice. Among the many theories, the most discussed is that the demon escaped from the demon-suppressing barrier guarded by the Shu Mountain Sect for generations, so the Shu Mountain Sect had a responsibility to subdue it.

Regardless of the reason, all the demon-subduing treasures used that day are still in the palace. It's just that Zhou Ruixiang possesses the ability to distinguish the Big Dipper as a demon… but… wasn't the Emperor too careless? Don't forget that besides Beidou, there was also Wumolong. His nose is incredibly sensitive. Even if Xiang managed to escape Beidou, he couldn't escape Wumolong's nose.

Could it be... that the Emperor, despite all his calculations, overlooked this crucial detail?

"No way! The Emperor's power may not match yours, but it's still considerable. Beidou, don't be careless. The Emperor must have already guessed that I, this monster, would invite other monsters to help him by bringing Xiang here with his yin-yang eyes. But he shouldn't have let me know. Could this be a ruse?"

Meanwhile, Beidou and Wumolong were leaving the ridiculously large imperial city, and Xiang's presence had already been detected by Wumolong's nose.

"Red Wolf, neither of us dares to make a move in this situation. If this goes on, Lü Fengxian and the others might return."

"No, he's completely focused on Yan'er now. I've slept with that girl, and I know that someone who's slept with her isn't easy to let go of. He's definitely turned back now. With his experience, he must know that the lion from yesterday was one of my men, but he didn't know I had you by my side, and he certainly didn't realize I had already surpassed him. So he's definitely looking for me now, and of course, what he really wants to find is Yan'er."

Wu Molong and Beidou talked in the vast imperial city, discussing their next plan.

"In short, we need to force the Emperor to make a move first."

"Conversely, if we're together often, the Emperor won't make a move. He'll wait, waiting for our weakness. More importantly, Shi Jiaolong is in his hands. The one who should be anxious isn't him, but you."

"To hell with him..."

Thinking of Shi Jiaolong, Wu Molong wished he could turn back and kill the Emperor right now, but what would happen after that? He only had one option left: to be executed by slow slicing...

"Red Wolf, do you dare take a risk?"

Beidou laughed, a rare smile on his face. As he spoke, he showed Wu Molong what he was holding.

Wu Molong looked at it, and his originally dark face suddenly flashed with a flash of inspiration, revealing his true smile—his signature smile, which could only mean two things: extreme pain or extreme joy.

"I understand."

With that, Wu Molong accepted the item, gave a few instructions, and the two parted ways...

"There's still about half a day left, right? Long'er... wait for me for another half day."

Wu Molong looked at the item in his hand, the key to victory, and said with a face full of emotion...

Then, a figure followed Beidou behind him. This person had been quietly following the two from a dark corner. Although his lightness skill was not as high as the Emperor's or Beidou's, it was still astonishing. He was clearly a messenger or a skilled spy from the imperial palace.

Unlike Zhou Ruixiang, Wu Molong possessed an aura of mastery that attracted not only Beidou's attention but also Wu Molong's keen senses. Although neither could see the other's face, they were certain they were both smiling knowingly, for their own faces reflected the smiles.

"Alright, where should we go next? Today is my last day in the capital."

Of course, Wu Molong was also well aware that several of the emperor's spies were following behind him...

"What?" Upon receiving this news, the emperor was immediately puzzled. What he needed most was a chance for the two to separate, yet they chose this moment to part ways?

Wasn't this an obvious trap?

Wait a minute, although it was a trap, it might not be unusable...

"Alright, then, where is that person named Beidou now?"

the emperor asked, but the spies disguised as commoners hesitated to answer.

"Speak freely," the emperor added, sensing something amiss.

Then, the two travelers whispered to each other for a while before replying:

"Your Majesty, the person has already left the capital and is now heading towards Yangzhou."

!?

Beidou has already left the capital? Did they really have such confidence that Wu Molong alone could defeat the emperor, whose martial arts skills were far superior?

"That's possible... Are you sure you're following that person?"

"Yes, we're also skeptical, but that person's pace isn't extremely fast, and the path he's walking isn't difficult. It seems more like he's taking a stroll than fleeing."

"Your Majesty, Beidou has been traveling for half a day and is quite far from the capital. If Your Majesty is truly wary of him, why not wait until he's really far away before making a move against Lord Chu?" Zhou Ruixiang immediately advised the emperor. After all, traveling from Yangzhou to the capital takes nearly one to two days, and even with Beidou's superior lightness skill, it would still take him a considerable amount of time.

If Wu Molong were alone, the emperor was confident he could kill him within half an hour, but this seemed too much like a trap. The emperor and Zhou Ruixiang immediately fell into deep thought, needing to devise a foolproof method to deal with this unpredictable enemy.

"Alright, then, where is Chu Bayu now?"

"This..."

Compared to before, the two travelers looked even more unpleasant this time, but they had only heard the emperor say "Speak freely" before, and dared not listen a second time. They immediately mustered their courage and said:

"In a brothel."

The emperor and Zhou Ruixiang were speechless...

What on earth is this person thinking?

A big shot arrived at the Yunlai Inn in the capital. When this big shot came to stay last night, the waiter thought he had encountered a ghost. The group of four included two foreigners with full heads of silver hair and two others who were filthy and looked like beggars. However, they were very generous. The waiter immediately provided them with good clothes and food. More importantly, after they washed up, they looked like they had been reborn.

Both male guests were handsome, tall, and imposing, while the two younger girls captivated the waiter's attention. The older girl, with her silver hair and bright blue eyes—a sight even in foreign lands—shone like a waterfall of mercury. Her pointed face and round eyes exuded a childlike and delicate charm. Even though they were of different races, the waiter knew she must be a beauty in her own country, only lacking the potential to become a stunning beauty.

The last waiter was in an even more shocking state. Of the four, she was the most disheveled, her clothes tattered and her face covered in mud, looking like a young prostitute after being gang-raped by bandits. But after she tidied herself up, the waiter almost wanted to give himself a good beating for spouting nonsense and nearly regretted not inviting these guests in.

The little girl's beauty was almost indescribable; it was a breathtaking, radiant beauty. Every gesture she made seemed designed to provoke male lust. Her small mouth, her delicate gaze, her every step—all were effortless and natural, yet captivating. Xiao Er's crotch was already bulging, for he fantasized about pressing his lower body against this alluring beauty, forgetting all moral principles, and relentlessly ravaging this child who was old enough to be his granddaughter…

But this morning, something happened that almost made Xiao Er so terrified he considered cutting off his penis to apologize to the adults.

What had happened that caused this perverse desire for self-castration that every man harbors?

It turns out that one of the four guests yesterday was Chu Bayu, a trusted general of the current emperor. He had been framed by treacherous officials and was stranded in Yunnan. However, the incredibly brave Chu Bayu not only single-handedly defeated 100,000 Black Miao shaman soldiers, but also beheaded the current shaman king. Although he was seriously injured as a result, he did not forget to rush back to the capital day and night...

This story had already spread throughout the capital this morning. When the waiter heard the name Chu Bayu, which was the same as one of the four people who registered yesterday, he knew that he had brought back an extraordinary person.

Of course, they did not know that Chu Bayu, despite his apparent glory, was actually on the verge of death. The Yunlai Inn, which was usually bustling with customers, simply closed its doors today and arranged a grand banquet to properly welcome this rising star of the court.

"Master... you're back?"

Wu Molong returned to the inn where he had hurriedly stayed yesterday. He was not alone; there was also a crowd of gossipy neighbors and several guests from the emperor's side.

"Lord Chu, I didn't know you were the famous Lord Chu yesterday. Today, I specially prepared a nine-course feast to welcome you."

The elderly innkeeper didn't miss any opportunity to make money. Although it was the innkeeper's prerogative, it would be too stingy if the customer didn't pay. Moreover, distinguished customers valued face, so although the innkeeper's move was tantamount to fraud, he had made it clear beforehand that he wouldn't charge money, so most wealthy people wouldn't hesitate to spend a little.

"Innkeeper, I'll leave after I finish this meal. Can you promise me something first?"

"Hmm! Of course, if you need my help, I'll do it even if it costs me my life."

Wu Molong smiled, one of the few times he genuinely showed gratitude, even though the favor he wanted from the innkeeper was just a small matter.

Wu Molong told them to set out the food first, saying he wanted to have a good drink with the innkeeper and the others, while he went upstairs to call down the stunning silver lion beast that had transformed into a young girl.

Knock knock knock...

Before Wu Molong even entered the room, he could smell a strong, fishy stench. He casually knocked a few times and then pushed the door open. Inside were two girls stained with whitish fluid. They were the same two girls who had aroused the waiter who was busy downstairs the night before. Each of them had sex toys resembling penises inserted into their bodies. Between the two girls' thighs was a large, incongruous penis. Even though its owner was fast asleep, it was still erect. The reason was simple: a strand of Jingyan's magically enchanted hair was wrapped around it. The bed was already covered with the two girls' semen and vaginal fluid. Every strand of their long hair, one black and one white, was wet and shone with a more eerie light than usual.

"Really..."

It's obvious that the Silver Lion Beast has an extremely strong sex drive. Wu Molong had experienced it before. After it saved Jingyan, it had been wanting to get close to her for a while. As early as last night, the two of them had been entangled together. Wu Molong had to go to the morning court, so he and Beidou left early, leaving Jingyan and the Silver Lion Beast to fool around. Presumably, that child had tried every form of the Silver Lion Beast, whether it was beast form, male form, or female form.

Originally, Wu Molong could have woken them up, but he wanted to play a prank. So he adjusted the position of the Silver Lion Beast's penis, then gently lifted Jingyan's legs slightly, and then untied the wet hair that was wrapped around the Silver Lion Beast's penis...

The entire penis, as if it had been bound for a long time and then released, immediately ejaculated a large amount of semen. The Silver Lion Beast, stimulated by the sudden orgasm in her sleep, let out a series of soul-stirring moans. Her body instinctively thrust forward, and it was inserted right into Jingyan's tender vagina.

"Hmm... ya..."

"Ah... ya..."

The sudden intrusion into her vagina, though lubricated by copious amounts of semen, immediately triggered a stimulation far exceeding what a child could handle. However, what would be excessive stimulation for others was just right for Jingyan, who, along with the Silver Lion Girl, let out moans and cries. The two woke up almost simultaneously, exchanging knowing smiles, completely unaware that Wu Molong was right in front of them.

"You two... can't you see me?"

Wu Molong asked, feigning jealousy. Of course, he was joking, but he knew these two extraordinary girls would surely elicit unexpected reactions from her.

"I knew it; only Senior Brother would play such a prank,"

Jingyan laughed. The feeling of being controlled was gone from her eyes; clearly, the Moon Worship Cult Leader's puppet curse had been lifted. Perhaps it was just that the distance was too great for the Cult Leader to manipulate her. In any case, the Cult Leader's clutches had left this little girl whom Wu Molong cherished most, and nothing could have comforted him more.

As if reading Wu Molong's mind, Jingyan revealed a wicked smile like a little devil, then climbed on top of the Silver Lion Girl, using her fingers to slightly open her already overflowing vulva, the semen slowly dripping down. Although the Silver Lion Beast didn't know what she wanted, it obediently began licking Jingyan's vulva.

"Ah...yes, here...Senior brother...this Silver Lion Beast...ah...it's really amazing."

Faced with two beautiful young women performing lewd acts before him, what man wouldn't react appropriately?

Jingyan, her hands free, began to play with the Silver Lion Beast's large breasts. Even while lying on the bed, her breasts showed no signs of sagging, swaying gently with the rhythm of her licking. Jingyan couldn't resist reaching out to grab and play with them. Then, feeling the time was right, she spread the Silver Lion Beast's legs and laughed,

"Senior brother woke me up by inserting his penis, now I'll wake her up the same way."

Wu Molong froze, facing the Silver Lion Beast's large, erect penis, no smaller than his own, even though it lacked testicles at the end, instead featuring a vulva dripping with the same lustful fluids as Jingyan's.

"Damn it... how... how am I supposed to insert it?"

Wu Molong said in distress, his expression... probably half genuine.

Even knowing it wasn't a real penis, the thing in front of him was so real that even the mighty Wu Molong couldn't muster the courage to insert his penis into a small hole with another penis attached...

But the obedient Silver Lioness immediately knew what to do. The fleshy part there slowly shrank, eventually becoming a small bud on the overflowing honey hole. Only then did Wu Molong smile and wildly pull his penis in. The Silver Lioness had been yearning for this for a long time, and she was almost about to climax as soon as the thick penis was inserted. With the rhythm of Wu Molong's thrusts, she gradually increased the speed at which she licked her amazing tender hole.

"Ah...ah...really, in the end...it's still...the senior brother who got off easy...ah...ah..."

Jingyan had only intended to make things difficult for Wu Molong, so it was expected that the Silver Lion Woman would put her penis away. She just wanted to enjoy the pleasure of the moment. Since the three of them were in a bit of a hurry, they didn't last too long this time, easily enjoying three orgasms each before stopping. But even this took almost half an hour. If Jingyan had used her demonic powers, it might have taken another half a day.

Next, Wu Molong came down from the house with two women on his arms. The innkeeper and the others naturally knew what was going on; it would be strange not to have such two lovely women around.

Then, they had a proper meal. Throughout the meal, Wu Molong knew exactly how many people were watching them, who they were, and what their actions were. Although the shop was closed, the doors were unlocked, and it was broad daylight, so Wu Molong couldn't avoid them even if he wanted to. After the meal, he said to the Silver Lion Beast, who had transformed back into a male lion,

"Hey, want to visit a brothel in the human world?"

Upon hearing this, the Silver Lion Beast immediately perked up. It had been confined to this small inn all morning and had long planned to go out and get some exercise. However, although it could transform into a male and go in, there was still a small problem.

"Yan'er, you stay here for now. In an hour, go to this place and find the owner of that house. Tell him you're 'Yi Yi' sending you there to avoid trouble."

Wu Molong said seriously. The place he was referring to was naturally the Liu residence. Although Wu Molong and Lin Tiannan were enemies, Lord Liu had received Wu Molong's help many times. Without Wu Molong, Lord Liu's official position wouldn't have risen so smoothly and quickly, and he might not have become Minister Liu ten years later.

"Yi Yi?"

"That's my other identity. I've saved the owner of that house several times, so he's practically one of us. Even if he doesn't dare to openly defy me, he wouldn't abandon a little girl like you."

As he spoke, Wu Molong began packing the necessary belongings for Yan'er.

"If you sense anything amiss, with your martial arts skills, the Liu family shouldn't have any experts capable of capturing you. Use poison if necessary. If you're fleeing, don't leave any signals. As long as you don't leave the capital, the Silver Lion Beast and I should be able to find you by smell." "

Then, Senior Brother, where are you going now?"

Jingyan asked worriedly. Wu Molong's actions were like leaving a will, making her uneasy. He also mentioned that he would come to find her again. Although she didn't know if he was sincere, Wu Molong never did anything without confidence. But she already knew that this enemy wouldn't be easy to deal with.

"We're going to hire prostitutes. Do you want to come along?"

Wu Molong laughed.

"Well... I'd better not. Have fun, Senior Brother!"

Jingyan smiled, a reassuring smile.

Even if he lived to the last moment, he would still be in a woman's arms? As the saying goes, "To die under a peony is to die romantically." Wu Molong was still true to his nature. Nothing could be more reassuring than that.

"Yan'er, there's one more thing that I'll never be able to let go of."

"What is it?"

Jingyan asked curiously. She already knew about Beidou, but she didn't know that Shi Jiaolong was now firmly with Wu Molong, no matter where they were going, whether it was the Demon Realm or the Underworld, she would follow him to the death.

But... what about Jingyan?

Her parents were dead, and she couldn't go back to her hometown. Unless they could find a way to break the puppet curse on Tianxiang and Pohong, or were ruthless enough to kill them, there was no way to snatch Nanzhao back from the Moon Worship Cult Leader...

"It's you..."

In the end, Wu Molong still cherished Jingyan like a younger sister, even though their relationship had long surpassed that of siblings.

"Senior brother... Sister Long is sticking with you, and I... am sticking with Sister Long too. You don't need to worry so much."

Seeing the amazed expression on her face, Wu Molong finally felt relieved. He turned around and, facing the Silver Lion Beast, who had already transformed into a handsome silver-haired man, said loudly,

"Let's go!! Let's two brothers fuck all the beautiful girls in the Yihong Courtyard until they're half-dead."

The Yihong Courtyard in the capital was a strange place, or rather, all the brothels in the Central Plains were equally strange places. People came here to have fun, but the most unfortunate things in the world often happened in brothels, yet many people still went to this place of the most misfortune to seek pleasure. Wasn't that strange?

Wu Molong and the Silver Lion Man paid no heed to any of this, swaggering inside. Even though it was still early, the brothel was already filled with wealthy young men who didn't have to work or worry about making a living, drinking and having fun. The dozens of seats on the bright red carpet were already full. Several scantily clad and sexy girls leaned against the young masters, looking adorable and endearing, while other beautiful and alluring women flaunted their charms, eliciting loud cheers from the young masters nearby... Gifts! Among the various ways to play, the most popular among the young masters is Lian'er's "Drunken Red Fragrance Caress

". The method is very simple: the girl sits on the guest's lap, he is rewarded with one tael of silver and a bowl of wine. From the moment the girl sits down, the guest can do whatever he wants, caressing the beauty wherever he wants. After a sip, the girl is free. Only Lian'er in the Yihong Courtyard can do this kind of service. Lian'er is sixteen years old, but her noble temperament and unparalleled beauty are unmatched by other young girls. The Drunken Red Fragrance Caress alone is enough to make her famous. Countless high-ranking officials and nobles have spent a lot of gold and silver to play with this beauty in their arms.

Unfortunately, Miss Lian'er was invincible to alcohol. Even if guests paid exorbitant prices, they would only ask her to drink slowly so they could enjoy her soft, supple flesh a little longer. At some point, a rumor spread that Miss Lian'er had promised whoever could get her drunk and impotent would be hers that night. Of course, this was just a rule set by most of her regular customers. Lian'er neither agreed nor denied it; after all, she couldn't be made drunk or impotent, so what did it matter if it made guests spend more money?

Wu Molong and his companion weren't idle for long. Soon, someone came to greet them. Even though the hall was full, when Wu Molong revealed his name, Chu Ba Yu, aside from the pimp being surprised, several wealthy young men unexpectedly tried to curry favor with this influential figure in the court.

Surprisingly, the fathers of these wealthy young men were also officials, some holding high-ranking positions.

However, these were not Wu Molong's goals for the day. He didn't respond to any of the polite words from others; he was only looking for a girl who was particularly beautiful and charming. Each young master had one or two young and lovely beauties in his arms, but Wu Molong didn't want these common beauties...

Then, he noticed that on a table in a corner of the hall, a fat man who was obviously a nouveau riche was wantonly playing with the beautiful girl sitting in front of him. It was Miss Lian'er. On the table, ten five-tael silver ingots and seven empty wine bowls were neatly arranged. It was obvious that the nouveau riche was willing to go to great lengths to get his hands on Miss Lian'er. Normally, even the most popular young lady would have to give her a break after receiving so much silver, but seeing Miss Lian'er gulping down the wine in her hand, he knew that she showed no mercy and seemed to really dislike this guest.

After finishing her seventh bowl of wine, Lian'er flashed her signature smile and kissed the nouveau riche's fat face, making him chuckle. She then picked up her eighth bowl, first taking a small sip before slowly gulping down the strong liquor. Watching the wine trickle down her cherry-red lips and down her snow-white neck, the nouveau riche became excited, his hands hastily groping Lian'er's body. His rough movements displeased the beauty.

Lian'er, deciding to finish quickly, used the fat man's momentum to dump the last bowl on the ground, then immediately stood up as if she couldn't bear to sit any longer, only to be pulled back by the clinging nouveau riche.

"Hehe... Miss Lian'er, don't go yet! Come, come, let's have another twenty cups."

With that, he tossed down another hundred-tael silver note. Such extravagance, yet he couldn't win the favor of the famous courtesan. This man must have committed some terrible sin in his past life. The moment Lian'er regained her freedom, several wealthy young men pulled out their silver notes, intending to rescue her.

"Sister Lian'er, come over here!"

"Miss Lian'er, come have a few drinks with me before you leave!"

But, regardless of the ulterior motives of these libertines, how could a nouveau riche dare let go of a beauty he had almost obtained?

"Damn it! A few brats who haven't even been weaned yet come to the brothel to steal my girls? I spent nearly two hundred taels to invite Miss Lian'er for drinks, and you're all just trying to cause trouble for me!!"

The nouveau riche seemed to have already spent a lot of money on Lian'er. According to the rules of "Drunken Red Fragrance," guests would take turns inviting the girls for drinks, but everyone was afraid of this vicious, drunken nouveau riche, so no one dared to invite Lian'er for drinks except him.

"Hey buddy!!"

Just then, Wu Molong spoke up. He liked to do things that others dared not do, and besides, he didn't think this fat man was a threat at all.

"What's wrong? These little guys are all so troublesome today?"

"I'm new to the capital today and am amazed by the beauty of this Miss Lian'er. I admire her greatly and also admire your discerning eye, sir. That's why I dared to interrupt your pleasantries. I hope you'll be kind enough to let the beauty come over for a drink to ease my unrequited love."

The nouveau riche was stunned for a moment. Someone had just flattered him like that, and then said he only wanted one drink. He couldn't appear too stingy in front of the beauty. Besides, if he gave in now, he could rightfully snatch the beauty back after the drink. So he pretended to be generous and said:

"Hahahaha, damn it, you sweet-talking pretty boy, but what you say is quite right. Alright! Your grandpa will be merciful today and let you, you toad, have some fun. Just don't put your dirty hands on unnecessary places. That's mine tonight!"

Wu Molong just smiled, and Miss Lian'er walked to Wu Molong's side with a sigh of relief.

"Young master, do you really only want me to drink one cup?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Molong took out a hundred-tael silver note from his pocket. This action almost made the nouveau riche stand up and start cursing. That was enough for Miss Lian'er to drink twenty bowls of wine. The nouveau riche was determined to get his hands on her today. How could he let Wu Molong snatch her away at the last minute?

But Wu Molong said,

"One cup is one cup. Miss Lian'er can charge five taels a bowl, but would you do me the honor of charging me a hundred taels a cup?"

Lian'er had never seen such an interesting customer. She nodded and smiled, then sat on Wu Molong's lap and poured herself the wine.

Generally, once she sat on a customer's lap, most customers couldn't resist making a move. But Wu Molong didn't take advantage of this opportunity. Instead, he gently inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her. It was a pity that it was mixed with some of the nouveau riche's smell of alcohol, otherwise, Wu Molong would have quite enjoyed this moment.

Looking closely at Lian'er, she too was gazing at the man before her with her refined features. But it wasn't Wu Molong; it was a silver-clad man in a tight-fitting outfit. Wu Molong didn't seem to mind at all. Beneath Lian'er's clear face lay a disproportionately large chest, its fullness subtly revealed beneath her thin clothing. Then, as she filled a glass and offered it to him…

it was as if the bells of a competition had rung. Wu Molong unceremoniously delivered a passionate kiss, his hands beginning to gently caress Lian'er's shapely body, tenderly kneading her smooth skin and firm, fragrant breasts. These warm, soft… The flesh wasn't large, at least smaller than the women Wu Molong had played with, such as Madam Lin, Tianxiang, or Shi Jiaolong, not to mention the enormous breasts of the silver lion beast in its female form. Yet, he still thoroughly enjoyed the alluring, soft flesh. However, his mouth seemed unwilling to let go, preventing Lian'er from drinking a single cup of wine. Even worse, they didn't exchange a breath. Wu Molong transferred his inner energy to Lian'er to prevent her from feeling uncomfortable during their intense kiss. After a while, the nouveau riche, enraged, easily shattered the wooden table in front of him with a single blow. This single move terrified all the other guests besides Wu Molong and the people at the brothel.

"Damn it! One cup of wine takes this long, longer than ten bowls of my wine! Old lady, is this acceptable? Where does my dignity stand?"

By this time, Lian'er's body was already burning with desire from Wu Molong's skillful techniques. She was desperately clinging to the cup of wine, because if it fell, it would end up back in the man's arms. Wu Molong, on the other hand, wasn't worried about this, as he had complete confidence in himself.

So, he reluctantly pulled his lips away from Lian'er, his hands 'caressing' hers, preventing her from drinking the wine or putting down the cup.

"Brother, didn't we agree on one cup of wine? We haven't even finished one cup yet. I know waiting for a beauty is a chore, but I'll have to ask you to be patient."

Then, Wu Molong kissed Lian'er again. Having learned from their previous experience, the two had a certain understanding. Wu Molong took the opportunity to reach out to places he shouldn't. Lian'er struggled a couple of times, almost spilling the wine, but Wu Molong grabbed her with one hand. No matter how much he shook the cup, not a drop spilled. Slowly, Lian'er was also being played with until her whole body was burning hot. Fortunately, she came from a brothel and was used to this kind of flirting. However, she also knew that her tricks wouldn't work.

Sure enough, the young masters and the nouveau riche watching were all dumbfounded. Everyone knew that as long as Lian'er's mouth was sealed, this "Drunken Red Fragrance" move would be useless. She wouldn't be able to drink a drop of wine and would naturally be at the mercy of the guests.

"Honestly, why didn't we think of such a simple method sooner?"

Several people whispered among themselves, seemingly unafraid of being overheard by Lian'er, and began to discuss how to play the game.

Just then, Wu Molong let go.

"Thank you for keeping me company for so long, Miss. If that brother has to wait any longer, I'm really sorry. Thank you for your hard work. Now you can go back."

Suddenly, the world seemed to stop turning. No one could imagine why Wu Molong would let this opportunity pass, and even hand over Miss Lian'er to that damned lecher. Lian'er thought for a moment, but in the end, she still nestled in Wu Molong's arms and still didn't drink that cup of wine.

"You rascal, I haven't drunk that cup of wine yet."

Lian'er laughed, and Wu Molong laughed too. Everyone except the nouveau riche laughed.

"Old lady! Give me a room."

Wu Molong laughed. He hadn't gotten Lian'er drunk and had only paid for one cup of wine, but he had certainly won the beauty's favor.

However, that nouveau riche wasn't so easy to deal with...

"Go to hell..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Molong had already picked up Lian'er and kicked him unconscious.

"What do you mean, 'your grandmother'? If you like grandmothers so much, find a wet nurse to do it."

Apart from the nouveau riche and Lian'er, everyone here knew that he was the defeated general Chu Ba Yu, and they all knew that this nouveau riche was nothing compared to him, but they were all cheering. It seemed that he was indeed very unpopular. Wu Molong, without any sense of reason, carried Lian'er to the room that Lao Mou had prepared.

"Wow, Lao Mou, do you still dare to show yourself to the world looking like this?"

Looking at the old and ugly Lao Mou, the contrast with the beauty in his hands was too great.

"Young master, don't say that. Our Lao Mou used to be a big shot."

Lao Mou chuckled, a smile that could scare ghosts. Even Bei Dou might avoid her.

"Young master, you're late! Twenty years ago, I was one of the ten most famous courtesans in Jiangnan!"

Ten years later, Lao Mou said the same thing to another young man. The number twenty hadn't changed, showing just how outrageous the lie was.

"I don't care... By the way, Lao Mou, find me another beautiful girl for my friend."

"I say, young master... weren't you going to test my skills? Are you confident you can handle two queens and one empress?"

Lian'er laughed. Doing that in a brothel was very impolite. Even though men valued loyalty, solo prostitution was their style.

"Hmph! I'm afraid you don't have the guts."

"Let's see who's afraid of who?"

"Old Lady, no matter what happens inside, you can't come in! Understand?"

Wu Molong and Lian'er looked at each other and smiled, as if they were evenly matched and respected each other. This time, Lian'er took the initiative to kiss Wu Molong, and Wu Molong laughed:

"Your Drunken Red Fragrance needs to have its rules changed, otherwise it won't be of any use."

"It's okay, I'll think of a new way to play, I guarantee you won't be able to figure out a way to break it even if you rack your brains. So, today, consider it a gift from this young lady to you and your friend."

"Do you like him?"

"More than you." "

Then wait to be fucked to death by us!!"

As they spoke, the three of them went into the house, leaving only the young men downstairs who were filled with envy. Before long, terrible lewd moans came from the room, even startling the old lady who had been in the pleasure quarters for more than forty years.

"I've been in this business for over forty years, and this is the first time I've heard a girl scream so loudly. These two gentlemen

must be quite the ladies' men." "Lian'er is truly blessed to have won the hearts of these two magnificent young men," another prostitute remarked.

However, they were unaware that...

inside the room were not two emperors and one empress...

but two wild beasts and a frail woman.

The lion and wolf's lewd power overwhelmed Hua Lian; at midnight, a mechanism appeared in the study,

and the old man with the black sword uttered a prophecy, sealing the demon with a wondrous array that trapped the living!

The Vajra War God fought against the strange beasts; the mad army's death squad was boundless in its ferocity.

The endless killing waves roared, yet the emperor's cruel smile remained undiminished!

Lian'er had never imagined such a horrifying thing could happen. She had just led her two guests to the private room, intending to properly serve them... when

she turned and closed the door, the two gentlemen had vanished into thin air, replaced by a large, crimson wolf and a silver lion. Lian'er, a young girl, had never seen such wild beasts before. Before she could even scream, the wolf had already pressed its paw against her mouth.

Although attacked by the beasts, she felt no pain. The wolf and lion gently licked Lian'er's soft, delicate skin with their rough tongues, but Lian'er was still terrified, struggling frantically with her arms and legs, fearing that she would be devoured by the two beasts at any moment.

After a while, Lian'er exhausted almost all her strength and finally succumbed to fatigue, waiting for the two beasts' next move. The wolf released her, and the frightened Lian'er dared not scream again, only trembling in a corner by the bed.

At this moment, she noticed a surprisingly thick, enormous penis between the two beasts' legs, its tip dripping a reflective, transparent liquid, trembling constantly, as if it wanted to immediately thrust into Lian'er's crotch!

At that moment, a thought flashed through Lian'er's mind—absurd, yet the only plausible explanation!

"You are...two great masters...?"

Lian'er finally realized, but still felt a strange fear of the two giant beasts, her expression one of bewilderment and helplessness. This was bearable for the Martial Demon Dragon, but the Silver Lion was a true demon beast born in the Demon Realm; the negative emotions of beings from the material world were sweet food to them. It intensified its licking of the woman's body, occasionally using its sharp teeth to rub and gently bite the girl's smooth, rosy skin. By this time, Lian'er was so frightened she was sobbing uncontrollably.

"What happened!?"

Old Mou, who was standing outside the door, sensed something was wrong and barged in without asking any questions. All he saw was two men groping the naked Lian'er. Although Lian'er had been in the brothel for a while, she hadn't lost her virginity thanks to the "Drunken Red Caress," which explained Old Mou's concern that she couldn't handle two men alone. However, the fact that she cried so much at the slightest touch indicated that Lian'er was still not ready.

At the last second, Wu Molong and the Silver Lion Beast, who had transformed back into human form from their beastly forms, looked at Old Mou with reproach. Wu Molong, unafraid of being overheard , shouted

, "Old Mou! Is this how you run a brothel?!"

Hearing her patron's accusation, Old Mou apologized profusely and immediately stepped back, ordering no one else to barge in.

Wu Molong and the Silver Lion Beast deliberately leered at Lian'er with their thieving eyes, letting her know that no one would care if she screamed. Then... the two beasts continued their lewd acts.

Silver Lion thrust its engorged member into Lian'er's honeyed cave. Chihen was certain Silver Lion had held back. Although it was the first time he'd seen Silver Lion's penis, its size was vastly disproportionate to its lion-like form, more like a human's. But he ignored that, focusing instead on enjoying the soft feel of Lian'er's breasts.

Sure enough, after Silver Lion had deeply inserted its member, it automatically enlarged after only two thrusts. Although it wasn't the first time, this sudden change caught Lian'er completely off guard. With each thrust and the gradually increasing moans that transformed into painful screams, the wildness and primal power of the beast overwhelmed the already fragile human woman. This was a wicked trick deliberately played by an ancient demon beast like Silver Lion, likely using millennia of accumulated experience and technique, making it even more unbearable for Lian'er!

Lian'er's entire body was tense, her honeyed orifice contracting forcefully, the warm walls of her vagina enveloping the enormous penis. Her pink breasts swayed with the rhythm of the lion's thrusts, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain from time to time. Red Wolf watched clearly from the side; Lian'er's hands gripped the sheets tightly, more forcefully than if she were clutching the neck of her father's killer, clearly in pain. Yet, her lower body was overflowing with lust, her vaginal fluids mixed with a trace of blood flowing across the bed—a contradiction indeed.

This was bad!

Even during their pleasure-seeking, Red Wolf's vigilance hadn't wavered. A person's presence is easy to conceal, but it's difficult to erase their scent. If that was the case, then the newcomer's lightness skill was also incredibly formidable; to be discovered only when Red Wolf was within half a zhang of him was already a terrifying prospect.

Ignoring the lion engrossed in its work on the bed, Red Wolf transformed back into Martial Demon Dragon and walked to the window of the side room. In terms of smell, Red Wolf didn't believe the Silver Lion Beast was weaker than it, but since it showed no reaction, it must not sense any danger. Moreover, Martial Demon Dragon knew who the visitor was, who sent him, and what he intended to do.

"Lord Chu."

A voice as soft as an insect's chirp came from outside the window, yet it reached Martial Demon Dragon's ears clearly. Even the Silver Lion Beast couldn't hear it; this was a superior skill of internal martial arts—the ability to transmit sound secretly.

"May I ask who you are?"

"The Remnant Soldier, Illusionary Leg!"

Illusionary Leg—Martial Demon Dragon had heard this name before. Among the remnant soldiers, he was a first-rate expert. Legend had it that he possessed feet that even the most discerning eyes couldn't see, and his leg techniques and lightness skills were unparalleled. But when Martial Demon Dragon heard his internal martial arts, the ability to transmit sound secretly, he knew the rumors were true. He found it even harder to imagine that a martial artist skilled in both internal and external martial arts was actually disabled!

"Lord Chu, His Majesty has sent me to meet you alone in the Imperial Study at midnight tonight to discuss the matter of launching another attack on Nanzhao!"

"The Emperor is about to make his move," Wu Molong thought to himself.

"Brother Huantui, thank you for following me all the way from the palace. Would you like to come in for a drink?"

Wu Molong said casually, but in a flash, he opened the window, and a dark figure darted away, disappearing before he could even catch his nose!

Volume 3, Chapter 4 of "The Red Wolf God":

"Such a quick reaction even in a crisis, Brother Phantom Legs truly deserves to be one of the candidates for the next leader of the Remnant Army."

"Lord Chu, you flatter me. Please don't joke with me like that. You should know that we Remnant Army soldiers do not wish to show our true faces, right?"

Although his disability was not visible, the moonlight illuminated his shadow, clearly showing his legs. Although it was unknown whether they were real or not, given his name, Phantom Legs, these might just be a pair of prosthetic legs. However, the fact that he could achieve such lightness of movement without legs demonstrated the exceptional skill of the Remnant Army.

Wu Molong did not intend to chase after him. He slowly closed the window, and at the last moment, he saw a dark shadow fly across the night sky through the gap in the window frame, disappearing on the road to the palace.

"This Phantom Leg Brother is quite strange. Although his movements are elusive and hard to predict, he deliberately leaves Wu Molong's sight. However, this may be a trick to make us lower our guard, right?"

Wu Molong didn't know how many of the emperor's spies were in the darkness. Maybe even the prostitute in front of him was one. But he didn't care. Anyway, this was something he couldn't stop.

Looking back at the battle bed, the mature woman's soft moans grew heavier and louder. Lian'er was being held captive by the silver lion with long, flowing hair like a waterfall of mercury. Their two snow-white breasts were rubbing against each other, and the silver-haired girl's slender fingers were teasing her vulva, but she always waved her hand at the last moment. Lian'er's snow-white skin was flushed and hot from extreme excitement, clearly burning with desire but unable to find release. The silver lion turned around and looked at me with innocent eyes. If Wu Molong hadn't experienced this silver-haired beauty's flirting skills and endless bedroom tricks many times, he would have mistaken her for a pure-hearted prostitute who had gone into prostitution to pay for her sick, bedridden mother's medical expenses.

But she wasn't. She was merely a magical beast created to serve her master with utmost devotion, barely qualifying as a sexual beast. Wu Molong began to envy Beidou's elder brother; this servant was truly endearing. Although driving his target to the brink of lust was one of his favorite hobbies, this kind of passive enjoyment was another kind of pleasure.

Wu Molong walked back to the bed step by step, his fur slowly growing back and turning red, reverting to the appearance of a large red wolf. The silver-haired girl had just released Lian'er's restraints when she immediately pounced on the red wolf's body, diligently rubbing against the wolf's fur to relieve the itch, using both hands and mouth to revitalize the wolf's massive member.

The human and the wolf adopted a doggy-style position. The honeyed orifice, long played with by the silver lion beast, was wide open. The red wolf's massive member entered without feeling too loose; rather, it felt just right. The red wolf couldn't help but sincerely admire the silver lion beast's skill once again. To be able to manipulate an ordinary human woman's vagina so perfectly, allowing his thick member to fully penetrate without being too loose, was truly astonishing. Even more remarkable was the silver lion beast's clear memory of the red wolf's size…

The red wolf's massive member moved in and out between Lian'er's tender flesh, and the already overflowing vaginal fluids became uncontrollable. Lian'er herself was likely experiencing this for the first time, indulging in unbridled lust and joy, frequently letting out lewd cries beyond her own imagination. This was a brothel; to cater to customers' tastes, exaggerated or subtle lewd cries must have tested the prostitutes' acting skills daily. Perhaps that's why it was clear that Lian'er's screams and shouts were genuinely lewd!

There seemed to be a large crowd gathered outside. Should they go out and take a look?

Of course, neither the Red Wolf nor the Silver Lion could speak, but it was certain that a lot of people were gathered outside eavesdropping. The Red Wolf mustered all his strength, maintaining his thrusting motion while forcefully pushing Lian'er off the bed and slowly moving her to the door.

"No! Don't..."

No matter how excited Lian'er was, being raped by a wolf in front of everyone still made her feel ashamed. Perhaps it should be said that she was even more ashamed of submitting to the beast's penis, succumbing to the instinct of lust.

But how could her strength withstand the beast's relentless pressure? She was inevitably brought closer and closer to the gate. Lian'er felt incredibly tense; her vagina tightened, and her cries grew louder, hoping to make the red wolf ejaculate quickly. But the red wolf was no pushover. If it deliberately held back its desires, only the silver lion beast could force it to surrender. Perhaps the witch queen could do the same, but the red wolf was no match for the stunningly beautiful witch queen, so we won't go into that.

The closer she got to the gate, the more terrified Lian'er became. Finally, she dared not look any longer, desperately covering her face with her hands and silencing her moans, but heavy breaths still escaped.

Though she couldn't see, she could hear clearly. The silver-haired girl chuckled, kissed Lian'er's cheek, and then caressed her firm breasts before opening the gate!

At the same time, Red Wolf quickened his thrusting, the sudden, intense movement transforming into waves of pleasure that surged deep into Lian'er's womb. The overwhelming excitement made her lose even her conscious efforts to cover her face and stifle her cries, completely submerged in the tumultuous climax.

"Ah...yaaaaa! No, not in front of everyone...in front of everyone..."

It was too late. When Lian'er's body trembled violently and a gush of vaginal fluid flowed out, her shameful and alluring appearance was completely exposed to others, utterly unmasked... Wait!

The front door was still locked tight. Where did the other person come from?

A silver-haired girl's melodious laughter came from the side, her innocent smile like that of a child who had stolen candy, directed at Lian'er. She was holding the wardrobe door; the sound of it opening earlier hadn't come from the front door, but from here.

Lian'er felt a sense of relief, but then she thought about what would happen if others had seen her embarrassing state.

Thinking of this, her face turned as red as a ripe apple, and what was worse, her body began to heat up again.

Just then, Red Wolf pulled out his massive penis, the shaft still throbbing with thick semen, but Lian'er's tender vagina was already a little swollen and red. After all, bestiality wasn't for everyone. No matter

, there was also Silver Lion, skilled in lewd acts, who once again displayed his ingenious and exquisite sexual techniques, pressing himself against Lian'er like an octopus with unimaginable skill. Their two vaginal walls overlapped, clamping Red Wolf's hot, burning penis, and they began to fuck!

Because it didn't penetrate directly, the burden on the tender vaginal walls was less, but the stimulation was also limited. However, Lian'er's body was pressed tightly against the silver-haired girl, and Red Wolf's thrusting movements caused the two girls, each with their own beautiful bodies, to rub against each other.

This intense feeling, unlike bestiality, made Lian'er feel incredibly relaxed and comfortable. Only now did she truly realize how enormous the red wolf's phallus, which had been rampaging and penetrating her body, was—almost half the length of her body. If the red wolf had actually tried to fully penetrate her, it might have pierced her delicate body.

The two women and the wolf continued to indulge in physical pleasure. The red wolf didn't even consider the impending killing. However, the silver lion beast's skill in squeezing was still incredibly powerful. Even just rubbing its penis against the vulva, it could still fully utilize the sensation of its tender flesh enveloping the penis, easily extracting a second round of semen from the red wolf's newly recovered member.

This time, the ejaculation was even more intense than before. A large amount of white, cloudy liquid seeped through the four enormous breasts, and the semen leaking from the small gaps was enough to splatter all over the two women's faces. They exchanged a smile, each licking the semen from the other's face, then shared a deep kiss, letting the pungent smell of semen fill their mouths with an obscene odor. This smell also seeped onto their bodies, as their tightly pressed breasts were also wet with the white, lustful fluid. So, they lifted their breasts with their hands, savoring the semen feast.

And what about Red Wolf?

It had already sounded the retreat, dressed, and was drinking and waiting. Since it was about to fight the emperor, it was best to conserve its strength. However, it remembered that before its final battle with Lin Tiannan and before its last fight with the emperor, this lecherous demon, Wu Molong, had been indulging in lust with different women. And today?

Besides fear, Wu Molong couldn't think of any other explanation.

And what about Silver Lion Beast? At Lian'er's request, it transformed back into its silver-haired, handsome form, continuing to revel in its lust. Even the human emperor was utterly vulnerable to it, and it held no regard for the emperor.

Midnight, Imperial Study.

Wu Molong encountered none of the obstruction he expected. If the emperor were to kill him, he would have to do so discreetly, sending a remnant of his army to inform him of the meeting would be the limit, as the words of a disabled person carry limited persuasive power.

He had originally anticipated the emperor and Shenwu to be in the Imperial Study, but Wu Molong was alone. What Huan Tui had seen at the Yi Hong Courtyard was only Wu Molong and the silver lion beast transformed into a silver-haired girl. Bei Dou was perhaps already in Yangzhou, or perhaps even further south!

Wu Molong was forcing the emperor to take action, and the emperor, of course, knew this. Wu Molong's lies would be exposed once the defeated army returned. The emperor wasn't in a hurry to attack him; the problem lay with Beidou. Its strength was unfathomable; even with the combined power of the entire court, they might not be able to defeat Beidou. At this moment, Beidou wasn't with Wu Molong. Although the defeated army hadn't returned, this was the best opportunity for the emperor to kill Wu Molong. Otherwise, if Beidou returned, this opportunity might be lost forever…

Perhaps the defeated general, Lü Fengxian, was still searching for Jingyan's whereabouts? Little did she know she was currently at the Liu family's residence. Even though Wu Molong was a thorn in the emperor's side, Lord Liu wouldn't do anything to such a young girl. Besides, Jingyan was no weakling; even top-tier martial arts masters might not be able to handle this Miao witch skilled in witchcraft and poison!

But the emperor had no powerful allies. Was it because he was alone? Or did he distrust everyone?

No! He was a rare, shrewd, and capable monarch in history. If he wanted to kill someone at all costs, he was confident that even with widespread betrayal and abandonment, he could still use his wisdom and power to eliminate that person. But he didn't need to!

Besides, the emperor alone was enough to defeat Wu Molong. Wu Molong and the emperor, once friendly, but now estranged due to misunderstandings, stood facing

each other in this room filled with the elegant atmosphere of paintings and calligraphy! "Friend, do you know why I've summoned you?" "Do you still consider me a 'friend'?" The two hated each other, each believing the other had betrayed them first. In reality, there was nothing to say. So, Wu Molong simply stated his demand. "Your Majesty, if you still wish to consider me a friend, please return Long'er to me." Wu Molong tried to speak calmly, but he could never remain calm when it came to matters concerning Shi Jiaolong. The emperor clearly sensed the terrifying killing intent emanating from him, which he was trying so hard to conceal! Wu Molong's anger wasn't entirely without reason. Its keen sense of smell clearly indicated that the Emperor had just embraced his beloved Shi Jiaolong again. If it weren't for the need to know Shi Jiaolong's whereabouts, Wu Molong would have already attacked the officials during the morning court session, especially with Bei Dou present! But now, it could only obediently follow the Emperor's orders. The Emperor turned a mechanism under a table in his study, then rotated one of the bookshelves. Was this the legendary secret passage of the imperial city? It was said that every dynasty had such secret passages for escape in times of crisis, but did the Emperor need them? Possessing exceptional wisdom and strength, unless unfortunately encountering a master of Bei Dou's or Dugu Jiansheng's caliber, the Emperor feared no one in the world! "Friend, your wife is inside. Don't worry, she's perfectly fine." Wu Molong ignored the Emperor's words and rushed into the secret passage, not even considering that if the passage were to be rigged with traps like the Dragon-Slaying Stone, he would be trapped and die inside.

But no, although the emperor was slightly taken aback by his rash actions, that astonishment quickly turned into a sinister smile. This proved that Shi Jiaolong's position in Wu Molong's heart was indeed more important than he had imagined.

Without thinking, Wu Molong rushed to the end of the secret passage, where he found a basement far larger than he had ever imagined. No! Rather than a basement, it was more like an underground palace. Although the lighting was dim, the furnishings of the hall were clearly visible, and it was even very close to the emperor's bedroom.

At the far end of the hall lay Shi Jiaolong, heavily bound by iron chains as thick as a strong arm. She looked haggard, her body covered in wounds, some even bleeding…

Wu Molong, enraged, slammed his fiery fist into the iron chains binding Shi Jiaolong, unlocking her. He saw that her body was covered in horrifying wounds—knives, fingernails, pebbles, even animal claws—her once beautiful, healthy young body had been ravaged beyond recognition. Fine needles, like cow's hair, were pierced throughout her body to seal acupoints and stop the bleeding. If these needles were removed, her beautiful flesh would likely be stained with bright red blood again…

Seeing such meticulously destroyed, perfect body, Wu Molong knew this pervert must be treating the torment of women as an art form. Lü Fengxian might be an artist of this type, but not to the same degree!

Wu Molong gently untied the hateful chains, discovering that Shi Jiaolong's full, pink breasts were covered with silver needles of all sizes, and her left nipple was even pierced with a silver ring. Wu Molong increasingly dared not look, but when he saw his left hand stained with a large amount of blood, he still mustered the courage to lift the last piece of tattered cloth covering Shi Jiaolong's lower body...

Good heavens, what a horrible sight!

Thorn-bound wooden sticks were pierced into her honey hole, the barbs mercilessly destroying the slippery, tender flesh. Even now, Shi Jiaolong's vagina was still dripping blood. Only then did Wu Molong realize and reach out to check her breath. Her pulse was faint, her face pale, clearly indicating that she had fainted from the excruciating pain and was weakened by excessive blood loss.

Wu Molong turned and glared angrily at the emperor. He hated the emperor's ruthlessness and cruelty, hated his methods, and even more hated that he had actually become aroused by this nauseating scene!

"This 'art,' I suppose, was done by you, my 'friend,' yourself!"

As if anticipating Wu Molong's reaction, the emperor said cheerfully,

"That's right, my friend, do you appreciate my masterpiece? When I sent my Phantom Leg to find you, I knew I would never again enjoy this beautiful young woman's body. I'm used to making use of things I'm not interested in but are useful, and I'm used to completely destroying things I once loved but no longer use! Ah, by the way, this bitch has a fetus about four months old inside her, but it looks human. Great, it shouldn't be your child, my friend. So I took the liberty of aborting it for you. You won't mind, will you, my friend?"

A child!?

Is this true?

Wu Molong's heart was in turmoil. Not being able to have a child with Shi Jiaolong had always been his regret. Even if the emperor said it, it could still affect his emotions. But Wu Molong couldn't calm himself down at this moment. Not immediately attacking the emperor, but using all his true energy to stabilize Shi Jiaolong's weakened heart was probably the best he could do!

"Friend! I truly cannot accept this gift!!"

With that, Wu Molong transformed his rage into a terrifying fiery wolf force, even more intense than the flames of the Fiery Dragon's Flaming Palm. A giant fiery wolf pounced on the emperor with the overwhelming power of a king!

The emperor easily dodged the wolf's swift and fierce, yet inaccurate, claw attack. His Imperial Fist technique, "Chaotic Ring Technique," easily dismantled the wolf's raging inferno. The emperor's fist force acted like poison, causing Wu Molong's fiery energy to backfire and vanish. The emperor himself had just gracefully walked to the two dragons... when he

drew his Jade Sword, aiming directly at Wu Molong. As he expected, a pair of golden-armored hands, as strong as iron chains, seized his imposing sword strike!

"What!?"

The emperor was surprised, not by the fact that the newcomer could catch his sword, but by the person who had appeared! The Emperor

had initially assumed Wu Molong's fearlessness stemmed from the silent, silver-haired man, but the newcomer, though also possessing waist-length silver hair, was not the Silver Lion Man…

but Beidou!!

Just a quarter of an hour earlier, the Emperor had meticulously checked the carrier pigeon messages of the three units tracking Beidou. About half an hour ago, someone who should have been near Suzhou had, in a flash, returned between the Emperor and Wu Molong!

"Damn it! Impossible! How did you do that?!"

In Wu Molong's hand was something else…

a teardrop-shaped stone stained with Shi Jiaolong's blood, something that had once been on the Witch Queen.

Of course, a drop of the Witch Queen's blood had accidentally splashed onto this teardrop stone, prompting Beidou to rush from the Netherworld to the Emperor's rescue. According to Beidou, this crystal was like a part of his body, connecting him to the mortal realm and the underworld (the gathering place of the dead).

Blood isn't necessarily needed to activate this stone, but Beidou placed it on the Witch Queen precisely so that it could appear at any time, especially when her life was in danger. Therefore, it was particularly sensitive to blood.

Although the Emperor knew they were far from simple, he couldn't imagine Beidou could travel between the capital and Suzhou in an instant. However, he had anticipated interference from a third party, and the Jade Spirit Blade immediately struck!

The blade's energy surged like a tidal wave, a fierce and thunderous attack—it was none other than the Imperial Dynasty's martial art, the "Sacred Blade"!

"(Is he using his trump card right off the bat?)"

Wu Molong embraced Shi Jiaolong, protected by the Silver Lion Beast that had been summoned with Beidou. Wu Molong could still clearly see the battle between the Emperor and Beidou!

Unexpectedly, Beidou struggled to block the attack. He used his golden gauntlets to deflect the powerful, thunderous strike, but was still forced back three steps. Wu Molong was puzzled. Just then, Beidou shouted,

"Red Wolf! We've been tricked! Run! Silver Lion Beast, protect the human girl!!"

Before Wu Molong could react, the Silver Lion Beast opened its enormous maw, its gaping maw ridiculously large, revealing its gleaming white teeth. Wu Molong trusted Beidou and safely placed Shi Jiaolong inside the Silver Lion Beast.

Looking back at Beidou, he saw that he had conjured an ice-toothed conical blade and was fighting fiercely with the Emperor. Seeing the Silver Lion Beast and Wu Molong approach the door of the secret chamber, he immediately kicked the Emperor aside and chased after them!

Just as the Silver Lion Beast reached the door, the hidden doors on both sides of the chamber suddenly opened!

Hidden within were two strange creatures, which lunged out. The humanoid creature in the lead was surprisingly agile, its giant hand almost striking the Silver Lion Beast. Fortunately, the Silver Lion Beast was no pushover either, leaping to avoid the giant hand, but it couldn't dodge the latter's thunderous punch!

In the darkness, Wu Molong couldn't see what it was, but he still managed to block the punch with both hands. However, the force of this attack was far stronger than he had expected. A surge of frenzied internal energy shot into his body from his hands like lightning. Wu Molong was shocked and immediately unleashed his Seventh Heaven Fiery Dragon Flame-Spitting Palm!!

Only then did Wu Molong barely manage to block the heavy punch! But he forgot that this was only one of the attacker's punches. Another punch was unleashed with lightning speed, but Wu Molong used both hands and took the blow to his right abdomen. He flew like a kite with a broken string to the wall of the secret chamber, almost spitting out blood...

"(Terrifying! This guy... just an ordinary strike, yet it's as powerful as an emperor's full-force slash! No! Wait...)"

Wu Molong suddenly noticed that his body had become heavier, and the palm strike just now didn't have the power it should have. Wu Molong's full-force strike should have been enough to collapse this secret chamber!

Before he could think further, the enormous, pitch-black creature stretched out its giant hand towards him. Martial Demon Dragon could have dodged it, but the strange man's punch seemed to have inflicted a more serious injury than he had imagined, slowing his movements!

However, the price was worthwhile. The Silver Lion Beast had already escaped. No matter how many soldiers were outside, they couldn't possibly catch a Silver Lion Beast that could fly through the air, could they? Moreover, the Silver Lion Beast's strength was no less than Martial Demon Dragon's!

At this moment, Beidou rushed over, his ice blade easily slicing two lines on the giant's hand. The serrated blade was stained with crimson blood. To Beidou's surprise, this thing wasn't a demon or monster, but a human creature flowing with crimson blood?

The alien creature, in pain, immediately released the Martial Demon Dragon from its giant paw. Beidou used the hilt of his sword to plant two ice blades in the ground, then grabbed the Martial Demon Dragon with both hands. Sure enough, this monster was incredibly stupid; it actually used its other hand to slap the same spot, immediately being pierced by the blade tip and howling in pain. However, both blades also snapped in response. Beidou had said before that breaking the Xuanbing of the Demon Realm was not particularly difficult, but even the Water Demon Beast had struggled to break the massive ice pillar, proving that the ice had a certain degree of hardness. However, Beidou dared not be too calm and escaped from the alien creature's attack range at the last second.

"Red Wolves! What are these two things!?"

Beidou had never heard the Martial Demon Dragon mention similar combat power under the Emperor's command, but the Emperor uttered two names that were familiar to both the Martial Demon Dragon and Beidou.

"Brother Beidou, I'm sorry to be late in introducing you. This is King Kong, and this is the God of War!"

"King Kong!?"

"God of War!?"

Wu Molong was surprised to hear the name King Kong. Legend has it that this strange beast was discovered in the Kingdom of Gaochang more than ten years ago. The Gaochang king's army was unable to capture the beast, so they lured it to a deep mountain designed like a maze with young girls and food, and then blocked the only way out with a large amount of mud and rocks. Later, a special envoy from Gaochang came to the Central Plains. The emperor at that time had just mastered martial arts and wanted to try it out, but even with Shenwu joining forces, they were no match for this terrifying monster. Later, it was only with the help of senior masters from the Shu Mountain Sect that they were able to control this thing and trap it in the lower levels of the palace!

Wu Molong thought this story was just a common folk tale, but he didn't expect it to be true!

Beidou was shocked to hear the name God of War. Just who was this God of War? However, Wu Molong absolutely did not believe that the emperor could actually summon the God of War from the Heavenly Realm. If the emperor could summon Erlang Shen or even Sun Wukong, the Victorious Fighting Buddha, he would have already dominated the entire world!

"Beidou, my recovery ability seems to have slowed down a lot. Do you know what's going on?"

"Not sure! But it seems we're trapped in some kind of formation."

Another formation?

Wu Molong couldn't help but frown. He had been trapped in the Qimen Fire Formation set up by Li Mu in Heimiao Fengsha Town before. He suddenly remembered this little girl. He wondered how she was doing in Nanzhao. He remembered that she was under Elder Shi's command. He shouldn't have gone so far when he humiliated her that day. But, as the saying goes, "He who ravages another's wife and daughter laughs." Everyone on the ship that day was under Elder Shi's command. They were all considered his own people, so it didn't matter, right?

".........What time is it? Still thinking about women?"

Beidou suddenly cursed in a low voice. Only then did Wu Molong see clearly the two opponents the emperor had sent to deal with them. That Vajra was a monkey that was larger than ordinary people could imagine. Why not rename it "Great Sage"? " Wouldn't the Monkey King and Erlang Shen be a better match?

" "Red Wolf, stop thinking nonsense and figure out how to get out of here as soon as possible!"

"Wait, how did you figure that out? Besides, you're here. I don't think we'll lose."

Wu Molong said smugly, but he couldn't see the tension in Beidou's expression hidden by his helmet. He just pointed towards the door and said,

"Red Wolf, what pattern is carved on the door?"

What does it matter what pattern is carved on the door? It's Beidou who's thinking nonsense, isn't it?

"A bird, looks like a phoenix or a vermilion bird?"

Then, Wu Molong looked behind him and sure enough, there was a turtle entwined with a snake, and dragons and tigers were carved on the left and right according to their directions.

Why are the four guardian beasts of the four directions carved in the secret chamber?

"Placing the entrance in the south, that represents 'female genitalia', right?"

"Female genitalia!?"

Hearing Beidou mention the thing Wu Molong loved most in his life, he almost thought he had misheard.

"You heard me right, that refers to the woman's honey hole, the North is the Great Yuan, which is the 'fetal cavity,' in the Bagua direction, it's the Kan Palace, arranged according to the twelve earthly branches, Zi points north, so the Han people call the fetal cavity the 'uterus,' conversely, the genitals are the south!"

"What does that mean? Does that mean we're currently inside the mother's womb?"

It sounds absurd, but the fact that his power seems to be suppressed is undeniable. The Crimson Beast's body flows with pure Yang blood, yet it's currently in the most Yin-dominant area...

What about the Big Dipper?

"This formation isn't as simple as I thought. The one who set up this formation must be a transcendent being. The righteous energy of the entire imperial city has been drawn into this small secret room, and the core of this formation is directly below here. It seems it can't be passed through this room; even this detail was considered!" *

Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!*

The emperor suddenly clapped his hands loudly to show his approval, but said smugly,

"Impressive, Brother Beidou is indeed a master. However, I am not entirely sure if this formation can restrain you. When I was a child, an old monk who called himself 'Old Man Wutian' told the late emperor that I would face a demonic tribulation before I reached middle age. Strangely enough, I don't remember many things that happened when I was a child, but this matter is clearly etched in my mind. Even though the late emperor did not set up this net of heaven and earth as the old man said, I followed his instructions and set up this place here when I grew up. And the demonic tribulation... I never thought it would be you!"

Hearing this, Beidou smiled! He had heard the name Old Man Wutian before, but he always thought it was a legend, because he had heard the name hundreds of years ago. If he had really lived that long, his cultivation would probably not even be comparable to Dugu Jiansheng, or the name 'Old Man Wutian' had been passed down for several generations, but one thing was certain...

this Old Man Wutian once carried a black sword.

The origin of this black sword is unknown to anyone in the mortal realm, and even in the current demon realm, not all demons know it. However, Beidou cannot be unaware of it, because ten thousand years ago, Beidou's father, Tianmo, died under the black sword of the martial artist Long Qianren!

If Wutian Laoren is the successor of the black sword from that day, then everything makes sense. It's just unexpected that Beidou would be toyed with by this person today!

Bound by the Demon-Sealing Barrier, Beidou's power plummeted to less than 50%. The southern exit is the only weakness of this formation and also the way to break it. The Vermilion Bird represents life. Walking out of here is like the Vermilion Bird being reborn from the ashes. The entrances and exits of tombs influenced by the Yin-Yang and Five Elements theory throughout history are also located in the south, meaning that it is hoped that the souls of the dead can also be reborn through this in the future.

"I'm sorry, Red Wolf! I never expected to become a burden to you."

"What nonsense are you talking about! You actually helped me save Long'er; I should be thanking you profusely. Besides, I never thought I wouldn't escape this place. Friend, let's fight our way out!"

For the first time, Red Wolf referred to Beidou as a 'friend,' deliberately in front of the Emperor. Even though the Emperor no longer valued this friendship, he felt uneasy and hated his own naivety and hesitation!

As if sensing their master's emotions, the two terrifying monsters immediately pounced!

"Beidou! Why are you helping me like this? Even if it's the Witch Queen's last wish, does it have to come at your own risk?"

Beidou hadn't expected Wu Molong to ask such a question at the end. He paused for a moment before saying,

"Because... you look a lot like Him."

Beidou laughed, for no one but him knew who this "He" was.

If Wu Molong knew how enormous this giant ape was, he would understand why it was called "King Kong"! Indeed, this giant ape was exactly eighteen feet tall, and its outstretched arms could touch the ceiling, which was two feet high. Its massive paws could almost cover Wu Molong's body. He dared not be careless. The Crimson Wolf nimbly darted across its massive arms, leaped onto King Kong's neck, and bared its sharp teeth, biting furiously!

King Kong's muscles were surprisingly hard, and the wounds inflicted by the Crimson Wolf were not ideal. Instead, with a swipe of its massive paw, the wolf's body flew towards the wall. This time, Wu Molong was prepared. The wolf's paws firmly planted on the wall, and it readjusted its posture. This time, it dared not be arrogant again. The fiery wolf energy circulated throughout its body, instantly illuminating the entire secret chamber. The Crimson Wolf could clearly see King Kong's ugly appearance!

With its power diminished, the Crimson Wolf's fire wasn't as fierce as it had hoped. While all wild beasts should fear fire—it's in their nature—King Kong showed no fear whatsoever. This beast, confined to this dark space, showed no fear of the Crimson Wolf's flames. In terms of animal science, the Crimson Wolf already admired this noble creature!

King Kong clearly didn't know martial arts. Legend says spirit beasts can practice martial arts, but this one wasn't intelligent. However, its instinctive reactions made it impossible for the Crimson Wolf to control its movements. Speaking of intuition, the Crimson Wolf wasn't weak either, but it was still inferior to King Kong. The Crimson Wolf had roamed the martial world for many years but had never encountered such an enemy, and found it troublesome!

Once again, the Crimson Wolf was heavily struck by King Kong. This time, it flew to the room where King Kong was imprisoned. Here lay a familiar scene to Wu Molong: one after another, young girls, having been violated, lay on the ground.

These women had almost all spent a night with Wu Molong; they were all the emperor's concubines. This perverted man showed no mercy, treating even his own women like this?

Suddenly, a naked woman lying on the ground stirred, seemingly struggling to her feet. Red Wolf was about to approach her, but…

the woman suddenly regained her vitality and grabbed Red Wolf's neck!

But what surprised Red Wolf wasn't her sneak attack, but her identity…

Mei'er!?

Mei Mei was originally one of Wu Molong's subordinates in the Nine Demon Stronghold. She fell in love with her disciple, Lin Guoyun, which led him to consider leaving. Later, after Wu Molong was defeated by the emperor, and wanting the Dragon Blood Pill to remove the curse from Shi Jiaolong, he ruthlessly betrayed all his subordinates. The Flying Crow of the Desert Sands, the One-Eyed General Li Ding, the Yin-Yang Finger Huang Baoding, the femme fatale Mei Mei, and the Demon Dragon Lin Guoyun all died directly or indirectly at Wu Molong's hands…

Although Mei Mei and Lin Guoyun were killed in the Liu Mansion dungeon that day, with the ruthless Huang Baoding involved, there was no doubt that Mei Mei was still alive, even now!

Because Mei Mei's body was incomplete; at least half of it wasn't hers, but rather taken from another corpse!

Meanwhile, a group of frantically screaming monsters poured out of a secret passage in the chamber before them.

Leading them was Lin Guoyun, now a little younger than his original self, his arms severed by Lin Tiannan—a disciple of Wu Molong! He led a formidable force, all pale-faced, crazed berserkers, wielding knives and swords, killing anyone in their path, including concubines lying on the ground!

At this moment, Chi Lang recalled several names he'd heard of but never confirmed.

The Remnant Soldiers, the Mad Army Death Squad, and the Vajra War God—these three names were said to represent the most powerful forces in the Central Plains Dynasty, but only the Remnant Soldiers and the Mad Army had ever truly existed; no one had ever witnessed the other two.

It's obvious that the mad army that controls minds with poison, the death squad that holds life and death in their hands with talismans, and the Vajra and War God who are even more monstrous than them—these are hardly glorious forces. Martial Demon Dragon dared not underestimate them, for Mei Mei was using her signature move, the Ten-Finger Scorpion Tail Claw, while Lin Guoyun unleashed Martial Demon Dragon's most powerful technique, the Fifth Heaven Palm Force of the Fiery Dragon's Flaming Palm!

Bearing the title "Surpassing Demon Dragon," Lin Guoyun, now possessing seventy percent of his former strength, struck Red Wolf's chest with all his might…

hit his master, who was now only at about fifty percent of his former power!

Then, many people Red Wolf knew, one by one, renowned martial arts masters from his past life, including several of his subordinates, were almost all killed by him…

along with countless mad soldiers.

Aside from the sounds of fighting, Red Wolf only heard laughter!

The emperor's near-mad, excited laughter echoed, laughing at heaven and earth, at all living beings, at his friends...

Wounded yet unyielding, soldiers hidden yet manifest.

Defeat leads to death, generals perish with countless bones.

A madman can hold off a thousand, an army can annihilate ten thousand brave warriors.

Even in death, they are not destroyed, their soldiers bury the living.

A golden beast, ferocious and fierce, its body cruelly killing.

Battles turn through the ages, gods descend and laws are born!

In the vast, windswept desert, countless tales of the past cannot be preserved.

How many poignant stories have unfolded on this land? How many heroes and heroines have been forgotten in the torrent of history?

They were proud, ordinary, brilliant, or tormented, but their only commonality was that they spent their entire lives tumbling through the mundane world, using their own lives and flesh to follow their own beliefs and uphold their own 'Way'.

A thousand years ago, during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, the State of Chu produced a famous general named Xuanwu. He was Chu's most skilled warrior, and legend had it that no living being in the world could rival him. If the legend wasn't exaggerated, he once severed the heads of a hundred men in an instant, his severed heads falling like raindrops, causing the enemy army of Qi to tremble in fear and flee at the mere mention of his name.

Afterwards, he was hailed as a god of war by various states. But ultimately, he failed to unify the world for Chu...

Why?

As the saying goes, the stronger the wind, the more it attracts. The King of Chu, jealous of Xuanwu's talent and fearing he would threaten his position, seized his wife and forced Xuanwu to cut off his own limbs to submit.

During Xuanwu's imprisonment, the King of Chu murdered all of Xuanwu's relatives and even insulted his wife, Liu Piaopiao, in front of him. Xuanwu remained silent until he finally succumbed to exhaustion a year later, his resentful gaze undiminished.

The King of Chu believed that if Xuanwu could do it, he could too. However, ten days after news of Xuanwu's death spread, the armies of Qi and Han formed an alliance, dealt a heavy blow to Chu, and seized a hundred li of land. The King of Chu was severely wounded in the chaos of battle and died six months later from his injuries. Even

Qin Shi Huang, who later unified the Warring States period, jokingly remarked that if the God of War were alive, only a million mighty soldiers of Qin could defeat this exceptionally skilled warrior in a direct confrontation!

Hell is a vast, dark abyss, devoid of sunlight. For millennia, the human world has seen its fortunes rise and fall

, yet Xuanwu has not descended to hell. His soul has always sought a wisp of his wife's spirit. His resentment towards the King of Chu is so deep that even the evil spirits of hell fear him.

A thousand years of lonely, dead spirits on earth… a thousand years of ferocity, hatred, pain, rage, and madness.

This ferocious power attracted an evil human priest. Today, Xuanwu, aided by a broken demonic body, has transformed into the demon god he is today.

A demon god from the Warring States period!

Is the monster before Beidou the legendary God of War?

Clad in full armor, with a face as thin as a skeleton, and claws sharp and inhuman, Beidou understands that what lies before him is not the true God of War, or rather, an incomplete God of War!

It was merely a powerful body confining a ferocious soul, containing neither the flesh and blood of Xuanwu's rebirth nor the domineering aura he once possessed!

Body, spirit, and essence were all at their strongest, but none were complete. Beidou's strength should have been enough to easily defeat the God of War.

However, his power was currently suppressed to less than half its original strength. Even facing the incomplete claws of the mortal God of War, he struggled. The God of War's power stemmed from his bloodlust, sealed for millennia. His hands were solely for tearing apart his enemies. His seven-foot-tall demonic body exerted every inch of its muscle power on Beidou's body, even Beidou's helmet crumbled, cracking countless times!

Since his return to the mortal realm, when had Beidou ever been so disheveled? The immense power of the ancient ice surged forth from within him, instantly enveloping the God of War in a thick layer of ice. But in moments, he broke free. Beidou, prepared, thrust all seventeen ice-formed blades into his body. Yet, the God of War showed no fear of pain, for he was now merely a machine for battle and slaughter, not for retreat!

A massive, bear-like arm gripped Beidou's head tightly. Even with his helmet, Beidou felt dizzy. Possessing the strange characteristics of being half-human, half-demon, the Xuanwu was unaffected by any barrier; Beidou's spells against humans, gods, and demons were completely ineffective!

Shoved to the ground, the God of War's heavy fist slammed into Beidou's handsome face, staining his snow-white skin with blue blood. His helmet was twisted and warped, forcing Beidou to remove it before the second wave of deadly punches arrived!

The so-called barrier is a power that is maintained at a certain level and continuously emitted using incantations, props, mediums, and other substances that can condense magical power. It exerts a restraining effect on beings with different spiritual qualities and physical constitutions, with different powers used against gods, demons, and humans. Only beings like Xuanwu, existing between the three realms, require analysis of their souls and the use of appropriate incantations and spiritual words to create an effective barrier! However

, Beidou currently does not have the time for this.

"Beidou Hades Fist—Ice Blade Ten Thousand Feet!!!!"

Beidou pressed one hand to the ground, the power spreading through the earth. The shockwave triggered the ice blades piercing the God of War's body, causing the ice to explode and extend fishbone-like spikes that pierced the God of War's body, pinning him heavily to the ground. Suddenly, it seemed as if fishbone-like spikes of ice and snow were uncontrollably growing from the God of War's body, but he ignored it, dragging his incredibly heavy steps, approaching Beidou step by step!

"Damn it!"

Beidou stood up, forming a hand seal. The ice spikes on the God of War's right thigh transformed again, hooking themselves to the ground like barbs. But the God of War even broke the floorboards, continuing to close in on Beidou!

Beidou retreated while desperately pinning the God of War to the ground. Hands, feet, body, heart—thousands upon thousands of cross-shaped fishbone spikes firmly hooked the God of War to the earth, leaving only his still-roaring head. The moment the God of War stopped, Beidou was already backed against the north wall...

The north wall was also engraved with "Xuanwu," a tortoise coiled by a snake. The scene was truly ironic, but Beidou had no time for such leisure. Even though the God of War couldn't move, he still stretched his neck forward. Beidou could clearly feel his breath and the irregular, hard, sharp teeth hissing at him from about five-tenths of the way in front of him.

Suddenly, the God of War tilted his head back, and a piercing gurgling sound came from his back. Just as Beidou was thinking, "No way?" At that moment...

the God of War slammed his head in with lightning speed, slamming Beidou deep into the Xuanwu Wall!

Damn it, this monster actually dislocated his own spine just to extend his attack range by a tiny bit. He pulled his body again, his neck swinging as if it were broken, a chilling sight. His head, pulled entirely by his back muscles, was like a maddened meteor hammer, attacking Beidou again!

This time it wasn't just a collision; the God of War's sharp teeth pierced Beidou's neck, then were pulled away. A large amount of flesh was torn from Beidou's neck, and deep blue blood gushed out like a fountain. If it weren't for the shoulder guards protecting parts of his body, perhaps Beidou's upper left side would have been torn out by the God of War.

Unlike the God of War, the pain jolted Beidou awake from his near-conscious state. Ignoring his wounds, he directly blocked the God of War's third attack!

"Frozen Galaxy!"

A silvery-white light shot out from Beidou's hand, a beautiful ice torrent comparable to the Milky Way in the sky. It swept across the sky from Beidou Star, crashing into the God of War like a raging torrent. The God of War's body was caught by barbs and unable to move, so he could only take the raging ice torrent head-on with his body!

"Ugh... Ugh..."

His power was suddenly reduced by more than half. The extent of the damage to the technique Beidou used was completely unexpected, and even its power was greatly weakened. Otherwise, a normal Beidou attack like this could have instantly killed all the living beings in the field!

Beidou recovered his energy while freezing his wounds with an ice shield. In addition to his helmet, his left shoulder guard was also deeply dented. He had no choice but to discard his damaged and unusable equipment.

"Incredible, God of War! I haven't encountered a human who could pierce my armor in decades, though you can't exactly be considered human either!"

Looking at the God of War, covered in snow and ice, seemingly immobilized like a monster with icy spikes growing from its body, the heavy blizzard had drastically lowered the temperature in the chamber, leaving a thin layer of snow on the ground. Just as Beidou was about to deliver the killing blow, another dark shadow pounced out!

It was King Kong, who had abandoned Red Wolf. Unfazed by the cold or heat, its massive movements were easily anticipated by Beidou. He could easily predict the giant ape's next move simply by observing the movement of its muscles, easily evading King Kong's heavy blows, and occasionally even being pricked by the ice needles Beidou had laid out. Suddenly

, King Kong turned and swung a powerful punch! It actually broke one of the ice spikes pinning the God of War to the ground!

"Damn it!"

Not expecting the foolish King Kong to make such a move, Beidou immediately charged forward, but it was too late!

With just this opening, one of the God of War's hands regained its freedom. A liquid, possibly blood, oozed from the hole pierced by the iceberg. Beidou, avoiding King Kong's entanglement, intended to kill the God of War first! However

, the God of War's strength far exceeded Beidou's expectations. He had expected the God of War to break free of his shackles first, but he didn't! Instead, he blocked Beidou's killing punch. Even though he was still completely immobilized, he desperately blocked Beidou's attack!

With the God of War blocking him, King Kong charged forward, his powerful punch striking Beidou's back! Attacked from both sides, Beidou unleashed a burst of icy power, barely managing to deflect the combined attack of the two beasts.

Beidou was seriously injured and could only use his agility to dodge King Kong's attacks, using the sluggish King Kong's massive body to restrain the God of War's pursuit. But the God of War's martial arts were beyond Beidou's imagination; several times Beidou was nearly hit.

"Damn it... Red Wolf! Where did you go?"

Why didn't King Kong fight Red Wolf, but suddenly ran to join forces with the God of War?

Beidou looked in the direction of the commotion and saw a large group of people appear out of nowhere, holding weapons such as knives and swords, but they were almost all hacking and slashing indiscriminately, killing each other in the crowd without even caring if they were cut.

Suddenly, several people in the center of the crowd were blasted away by a powerful force and flew into the air. Right in the center was Red Wolf, with a woman's neck in his mouth. Beidou could not sense any life in her body, and she had been dead for a long time. At this moment, he finally realized that Red Wolf was entangled by some troublesome thing.

Back to Red Wolf, this time he personally bit off Mei Mei's neck, but her corpse was still moving. Red Wolf jumped to the side, but the Flying Crow, whose leg had been bitten off, was still using its remaining leg to entangle him.

Although he had anticipated that even with their limbs broken, these assassins wouldn't stop, Red Wolf hadn't expected that the decapitated zombies would still move. Their wounds were multiplying and worsening; even with his sharp claws and teeth, he couldn't simultaneously repel this army of either recklessly crazed soldiers or unstoppable death soldiers…

Therefore, even at the cost of his energy, Red Wolf transformed back into human form.

"Damn it!"

Fiery Dragon unleashed a furious palm strike, four fire dragons spreading in a whirlwind from around Martial Demon Dragon, knocking down some of the surrounding crowd. However, these four forces weren't enough to kill, only injure them, but neither the mad army nor the assassins seemed to fear the pain.

What Martial Demon Dragon wanted was merely to buy time…

and a terrain he desired.

Four fire dragons ignited the corpses and clothes of several soldiers, creating a blaze. The fire burned intensely and fiercely in the secret chamber, but it was utterly useless against the madmen and assassins. Unless the fire could burn them to ashes quickly, it only increased their attack power!

Several soldiers knocked down by the fire dragons rose again, still moving with the gait of zombies, inching closer. The flesh emanated a fragrant aroma, but it only served to stifle appetite, for it was human flesh.

The demon and the monster fought and retreated, and when their backs met, they both breathed a sigh of relief, somewhat surprised by the other's similar actions.

Beidou felt this most deeply. He had said that Wu Molong's personality was very much like his missing elder brother, which was why he, after years of loneliness, felt a strange sense of closeness. Wu Molong, on the other hand, felt as if he had simultaneously drawn closer to Shi Jiaolong and Elder Shi, both his closest confidants, and the only people he had betrayed and felt guilty and regretful towards.

"Beidou, are you suddenly hungry?"

Looking at Beidou's slightly strange expression, Wu Molong asked an interesting question. As a wolf demon, he was certainly experienced in eating people, but even now, he still didn't know what Beidou's staple food was.

"While it's not exactly mouthwatering, I still think you're wasting food,"

Beidou laughed, but Wu Molong knew he was joking.

"Beidou, could you please temporarily put aside your Hades Fist? And then keep those two monsters occupied for a while?" As

the enemies began to surround the two, Wu Molong put away his remaining playfulness and asked Beidou seriously.

"How long?"

Surprisingly, Beidou didn't ask 'why'. Perhaps he knew the reason wasn't important at this moment; all he needed to know was how long it would last—truly a pragmatic character.

"A quarter of an hour... no! Half a quarter of an hour is enough!"

Without asking further, Beidou charged back into battle against the two beasts. Even facing a war god would be difficult, let alone fighting these two ferocious beasts alone without being able to use his special skills. But Beidou didn't doubt Wu Molong's request. Did He already know Wu Molong's plan? Or did it coincide with His own?

That's still unknown. All that's known is that Beidou is currently wrestling with the God of War. He once tore apart the Water Demon Beast's tough body with his bare hands, but the God of War's strength surpasses even the Water Demon Beast's, making him evenly matched with Beidou now!

King Kong seized the opportunity, clasping his fists and striking down. Beidou's hands continued to parry the God of War, but his feet jumped aside to dodge King Kong's giant fist. Seeing this

, the God of War pulled Beidou to the other side with all his might, making it difficult for him to avoid King Kong's next attack! But who is Beidou? He is neither weak nor foolish. Instead, he used the God of War's momentum to pull him back, intending to drag him under King Kong's fist. But the God of War was prepared, his legs firmly planted on the ground like rocks, emitting a low, piercing roar. King Kong understood, and his giant fist struck mercilessly!!

Suddenly, Beidou smiled, and a pair of black wings, like bat wings, grew from its back. Two holes had been pre-drilled in its armor specifically to unfurl these wings!

Originally, these wings weren't very useful to the God of War, but at the tip of each wing was a claw. Using this claw to grab the ground, Beidou gained an extra force to pull the God of War away. Sure enough! The God of War fell forward,

taking the brunt of King Kong's powerful punch, while Beidou safely retreated from the attack range. Then , Beidou pressed its advantage, spreading its wings and soaring into the air, easily passing through King Kong's massive arm. Ice spikes shot out, aiming straight for King Kong's eye!

"Ughh ... King Kong roared furiously, the feeling of losing an eye was unbearable. His massive arms and iron fists pounded wildly, smashing whatever his remaining eye saw, accidentally stepping on several mad soldiers. Meanwhile, the God of War, having just regained his footing, glared at Beidou, his demonic body restless. His inexplicable hostility towards Beidou put pressure on him. As a demon, he felt oppressed by the mere existence of humans, yet Beidou felt no insult; on the contrary, he recognized this enemy! Folding his wings and ignoring King Kong, who had become part of the mad army behind him, Beidou continued his battle with the God of War on the ground! On the other side, Wu Molong was pierced through the body by dozens of weapons amidst a sea of fire! Resentful light glared at the person before him like a sharp sword. Li Dingzheng stabbed him in the chest with his Seven Star Blade of the Traveler. Wu Molong's lungs were punctured, causing him unprecedented difficulty breathing, but this sensation was quickly numbed by the intense heat of the flames. Flames, like crimson serpents, raged through any accessible caverns, including those containing Wu Molong's wounds. The flames were intensely hot, capable of melting stone and splitting gold. Although Wu Molong possessed a pure Yang body, being burned so fiercely by true fire was not easy for him, especially as the dozen or so weapons embedded in his body were melting into his flesh… This wasn't the first time this had happened in Wu Molong's battles. The fiercer the fire, the more ferocious his battle intent. Wu Molong gripped the weapons in his hands, ignoring the red-hot metal, and pulled them all out! Dozens of swords and blades were corroded by the flames, turning into flames along with Wu Molong's flesh. The raging flames, obeying his command, formed fiery clubs in his burning hands. With a sweeping swing, dozens of berserker soldiers immediately fell to the ground within the club's attack range, either blown off their heads or ripped open in the chest! This is the "True Fire Dragon Fang Staff" that Wu Molong created when he was besieged by the defeated general outside the pass. It is the weapon he used after abandoning the "Demon Wolf Fang". This long staff, which is neither gold, iron, nor steel, is a golden color like firelight. It is extremely hard, and even Gao Wenzhong's Taiyi Qingxian Sword from the Shu Mountain Sect could not cut it. To wield the staff, one must be in human form. No matter how strong a wolf's body is, it only has one mouth and four claws, which are all close-range attacks. When surrounded, it is difficult to defend against multiple attacks at the same time. However, the long staff can knock down several people at the same time, making it easier to break through the encirclement. However, Wu Molong's move was also very risky. He was not sure if his body could withstand it. Half an hour of burning was not a problem, but could he withstand being pierced by multiple weapons with his current strength? But the situation did not allow him to think about it. He bet on it and the result did not disappoint him. He even felt that it was better than expected. He thought he would collapse or faint afterward, but he did not. It seems that the trip to Nanzhao has improved his martial arts. No wonder he asked Beidou to temporarily stop the Hades Fist; it would lower the temperature, making it impossible to forge his weapon with the force of a sea of fire. Having lost his Whirlwind Blade, Li Ding watched as his weapon became the enemy's, immediately rushing forward to reclaim it. He was pierced through the remaining eye by Wu Molong's long staff, and in the process, he knocked down two or three mad soldiers. Then, he stood tall on the ground, staff in hand, his body covered in wounds, looking at the crowd, overwhelmed with emotion…

"The situation is just like that day. First it was Mei'er, then One-Eyed, and then I was surrounded and attacked by you all. In the end, I took you all under my command, and Yun'er even became my only disciple. Time really flies. Thinking back, it's been almost three years."

Not many people in the martial arts world knew how Wu Molong, this man from beyond the Great Wall, established his power in the Central Plains and became the leader of seven strongholds. In fact, apart from a few people, most people believed that Lin Guoyun was the real Wu Molong, and Bang Er Yaqi was just an insignificant stronghold member.

However, no one knew what kind of past these people had with Wu Molong...

What we do know is that with Wu Molong's staff in hand, the Mad Army's assassins fell one after another. Apart from a few assassins who were experts in life, the Mad Army members couldn't even get close to Wu Molong, but they still played a part in it.

Among the mad soldiers were several concubines whom the emperor had provided for Vajra's enjoyment. Although Wu Molong could not save these women with whom he had once shared a night, he could alleviate their suffering. The berserkers saw this and deliberately attacked when Wu Molong was about to kill them!

"Ugh... Damn it! I'm about to die..."

he muttered, but only Wu Molong and the already-dead Lin Guoyun remained standing. The others were either smashed into mincemeat or severed in two or more pieces, writhing on the ground.

Lin Guoyun's body was enormous. His arms had been cut off by Lin Tiannan before his death, and now he had a pair of thinner but longer arms, seemingly belonging to a tall and slender person. However, this opponent was clearly unable to fully cooperate with Lin Guoyun; otherwise, given his strength, Wu Molong would not have so easily taken one of his arms.

Dragging his arm, broken and limp, to the ground, Lin Guoyun's other hand gripped the "Demon Wolf Fang," a weapon once used by Wu Molong. This massive wolf-tooth club had always been in the Emperor's possession, but it had always belonged to Lin Guoyun, at least from the moment Wu Molong handed it to him.

Wu Molong looked at his wounds; the wolf demon's regenerative abilities had clearly weakened, but his injuries were still healing little by little—that was enough. The

True Fire Dragon Fang Club clashed with the Demon Wolf Fang, the nails on the Demon Wolf Fang club constantly scraping the True Fire Dragon Fang Club's shaft, but Wu Molong used his fire energy to repair and restore it. Just as the two were locked in a stalemate…

Lin Guoyun suddenly opened his mouth, and a fire dragon shot out from it!

Fiery Dragon Breathing Palm!?

Never had he heard of anyone being able to unleash such a fire dragon's energy. Wu Molong was shocked and unable to react in time, the fire dragon striking his face, instantly burning his eyes and temporarily blinding him.

"Damn it!!!!"

This method wasn't entirely unacceptable, but the mouth had to endure extremely high heat, something even Wu Molong couldn't do. Only the already dead Lin Guoyun could exhale fire energy in this way.

Knowing the situation was dire, Wu Molong ignored his injuries and unleashed all six layers of palm energy. Six fire dragons pierced through Lin Guoyun's body almost simultaneously. Finally, Lin Guoyun died at Wu Molong's hands once again. Wu Molong had done the thing he least wanted to do in his life, and for the second time.

But he didn't have time to think about all that. The moment he knocked Lin Guoyun down, he immediately blocked something unseen behind him! The end of his staff blocked the Emperor's Deadly Sacred Blade, but the blade's momentum didn't diminish at all, continuing to press Wu Molong backward. Even the True Fire Wolf Fang Staff was split in two by the blade. The incomparably hard divine weapon was also cleaved in two from its most difficult point. The Great Sacred Blade was indeed powerful.

Forced relentlessly by the overwhelming internal force, Wu Molong was slammed against the wall, several ribs broken. The staff he desperately clung to was cleaved in two at the end with a single blow. Fortunately, the blade stopped in the middle of the staff; otherwise, Wu Molong would likely have been cut in two.

But what good was it?

Even though he hadn't died from the blow, the emperor saw no sign of life in Wu Molong's mangled body. Having watched the fight closely, he had some reservations about Wu Molong's first display of the True Fire Dragon Fang Staff, but now, with the weapon in Wu Molong's hand already split in two, even if it could regenerate like Wu Molong's body, it might not be able to withstand another blow.

Having used the Holy Blade twice in such a short time, the emperor was also quite exhausted. He sheathed the Jade Spirit Blade and stepped forward with only the Jade Green Sword, intending to finish off Wu Molong.

*Crack!*

Without further incident, the Emperor's sword pierced Wu Molong's heart. Wu Molong trembled slightly; the Emperor only needed to withdraw his sword for Wu Molong to die...

"Do you know why I call you Chu Ba Yu?"

The Emperor pressed down on his sword, preventing Wu Molong from moving an inch, and asked in a calm but emotionless tone. Wu Molong knew very well that he was agitated, and the more agitated he was, the calmer and more composed his tone and actions became. Except for the period of silence he experienced when he learned he couldn't conquer the Black Miao. Without waiting for Wu Molong's answer

, he responded,

"Because in the end, Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Chu, still couldn't defeat a true emperor, just as you can't defeat me!"

"Unfortunately!... I am not the Hegemon-King of Chu... We... in some ways... are completely different!!"

Indeed, Xiang Yu was arrogant and self-willed, repeatedly ignoring his father's advice, while Wu Molong knew he wasn't shrewd enough and obeyed Shi Jiaolong without question. In this respect alone, the two were quite different.

But no matter what the two said, it couldn't stop the emperor's next move.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

the emperor asked with deep emotion. Perhaps even at this final moment, he still believed that this man, whom he had to kill, was truly one of the few friends he had ever cherished in his life.

"Don't pity me... friend, don't be moved by my... story... We're here to kill you... The friend I know, you're... a person who won't let emotions ruin important matters!"

Wu Molong laughed, even as he coughed up blood, making his words broken, yet he still spoke with great arrogance and boundless pride!

"You do understand me. Perhaps I should say 'thank you.'" All

the emperor could offer in return was a bitter smile!

"Stop beating around the bush, stop showing mercy... because I won't... and cannot show mercy."

The emperor remained silent, turning around, drawing his sword in one fluid motion, without hesitation. The crimson blood spurting from Wu Molong's chest formed a beautiful backdrop for the emperor, making him look so dashing, handsome...

and powerful!

Is this the price of a prodigy?

Loneliness, ruthlessness, cruelty, and viciousness.

If so, no wonder I feel a chill now, a sense of power I've never felt before, and an unparalleled dominance!

I feel that even if I were to break the barrier array right now, I could still kill Beidou.

That same wild laughter, like before, surged through his heart like a tidal wave once more; was this frenzied emotion trying to dilute or conceal his sorrow?

".........Friend."

Friend?

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