[Fantasy] A Eunuch Breaks into the Inner Palace (Complete) - 19

Part One (Part Two) Chapter Two: Justice

Late at night, in the Tang Dynasty palace.
General Li Xiaomin of Annam strolled slowly through the courtyard, watching the flowers blooming along the path, the night still and quiet. He smiled slightly, his mind calming down.
As a general, he was not supposed to enter the palace. However, he held another position: the head of the imperial kitchen, a post he had not yet resigned from. Therefore, he sometimes had to enter the palace to manage his subordinates, instructing them to prepare delicious dishes to please the empresses. Empress Zhou had not asked him to resign; instead, she had given him the honorary title of deputy head of the inner palace, seemingly intending for him to frequently visit the palace to foster a closer relationship.
As for his residence, he officially owned two houses, one inside the palace and one outside, both bestowed by the court. Therefore, he could live wherever he wanted, making him almost as powerful and influential as a high-ranking eunuch in the previous dynasty.
This was Li Xiaomin's first time stepping into the palace since returning from his campaign. Seeing the familiar scenery, a feeling of joy welled up within him.
He slowly walked to his residence, paused for a moment, but didn't go in. Instead, he walked towards the residence of Consort Qin, which wasn't far away.
Approaching, he carefully observed it. This palace was extremely magnificent, second only to Empress Zhou's palace in the entire palace complex. Two palace maids were chatting idly at the entrance. Seeing Li Xiaomin approaching, they were slightly startled, but upon recognizing him, they were delighted and stepped forward to greet him.
Li Xiaomin looked closely and recognized both women. One of them was Tingqin, the palace maid who had applied medicine to him last time. She was sixteen or seventeen years old, looking a few years older than him. In the days since he last saw her, she had become even more beautiful and refined, making Li Xiaomin's mouth water and his eyes light up.
He smiled and casually rewarded them, taking out a gold hairpin he had bought from outside and giving it to the two women. The hairpin given to Tingqin was inlaid with a large, bright pearl, its soft light shimmering, making it exceptionally beautiful.
Tingqin, being quite discerning, knew the hairpin was valuable and dared not accept it. However, Li Xiaomin smiled and placed it in her hair for her. Gazing at the jade-like beauty illuminated by the jewels, she was slightly captivated.
Another palace maid, sensing the situation, quickly made an excuse to leave, giving this popular young eunuch, sought after both inside and outside the palace, a chance to be with the maid he favored.
Li Xiaomin had originally come to the palace to seek pleasure with Consort Qin, lest their newly formed friendship be interrupted upon returning to the capital. But upon seeing the beautiful and charming young woman, Tingqin, he couldn't help but be moved, staring at her intently.
This girl, at the tender age of sixteen, radiated youthful energy. Now, with her head bowed shyly, her delicate cheeks flushed, she possessed a unique charm compared to the mature and sensual Consort Qin.
Seeing her shy demeanor, Li Xiaomin thought about how he had recently been indulging in pleasure with mature women. Even with Song Xixi and her mother joining him, each encounter with this beautiful mother and daughter felt like a battle—too thrilling and dangerous. He figured he might as well try the taste of this delicate young girl. So he reached out and took Tingqin's soft hand, grinning, "Good sister, we haven't seen each other in so long. Why don't you take me to your room so we can have a good chat?"
Tingqin had been quite lonely in the palace for so long. She missed this clever and handsome young eunuch dearly, and she'd heard that he had recently achieved great merit, displaying his might by quelling the bandits of Jushan and being appointed a general with a second-rank title—a renowned general in the court, a big shot to them, the palace maids. Although she was happy for him, she couldn't help but feel a pang of regret, lamenting that she hadn't been closer to him back then, so that she would have had someone to rely on besides the Imperial Concubine and Princess Changping. Now that he had come, her heart was secretly delighted, and seeing his hint of affection, her heart pounded wildly. She suppressed her panting breaths and tried to smile calmly, saying, "Since General Qin has spoken, how could I dare disobey?"
Li Xiaomin was secretly pleased, but smiled wryly, "Sister, please don't laugh at me. My position as General Qin is all due to the Empress's grace; it's not real. Where do you live, sister? Take me there."
Tingqin smiled shyly and led him to her room. Although she knew he was a eunuch and nothing would happen, having been in the palace for a long time, she had heard some stories of eunuchs and palace maids having "partnerships," and her heart began to flutter, her mind starting to wander.
She was a capable palace maid in Imperial Concubine Qin's palace, with her own room, not living with her sisters. Li Xiaomin followed her all the way to her room, thankfully without encountering anyone.
Standing in the young girl's boudoir, Li Xiaomin looked around. Although Tingqin was just a palace maid, her room was decorated very elegantly and cleanly, befitting a young girl's bedroom. The fragrance filling the room made Li Xiaomin's heart flutter again.
Holding Tingqin's delicate hand, Li Xiaomin said with a grin, "Good sister, I've missed you so much these past few days! Have you missed me even a little?"
Tingqin blushed slightly, extended her slender finger, and gently tapped his head, smiling shyly, "You're so glib! You must have met many beauties outside the palace this time. Did you do anything bad?"
Li Xiaomin hurriedly confessed, "No, no, how could such an honest person like me do such things? I just did my duty as a servant to serve Your Highness well, and then followed Your Highness's instructions to fight well, that's all."
Hearing him mention fighting, Tingqin couldn't help but become curious and asked him in detail.
Li Xiaomin, holding her smooth, jade-like hand, sat on her bed in her boudoir and began to recount his military exploits. Although he couldn't reveal all the secrets, even a few of his battles were thrilling and exciting, making the young woman, long accustomed to the palace, so nervous she could hardly breathe.
Hearing of Xiaomin's bravery and prowess, his ability to kill enemy generals on the spot and launch numerous surprise attacks, Tingqin was both amazed and impressed. Her gaze towards the handsome young man beside her changed, and she no longer entirely resisted his actions of secretly stroking her hands.
Seeing the admiring look in the eyes of the beauty beside him, and hearing her trembling voice say, "Good brother, I never imagined you were so amazing!" Li Xiaomin was overjoyed, but tried to be modest, saying, "Not at all, it's all thanks to Your Majesty's blessings. I was just doing my duty for Your Majesty." He moved closer to Tingqin, pressing himself against her, feeling the warmth emanating from her soft body, and his heart warmed as well.
Tingqin secretly pondered that with Xiaominzi's abilities, it was only a foregone conclusion that he would one day be ennobled and appointed as a general. It was a pity he was a eunuch; otherwise, his future would be limitless, and he might even reach the highest ranks of officialdom. Thinking of this, she felt both regret and pity. She reached out her jade -like hand and gently stroked his head, sighing, "Good brother, I've made things difficult for you!"
Li Xiaomin seized the opportunity to lean into her arms, pressing his face against her soft breasts, comfortably enjoying the feeling of being pampered by Tingqin's hand on his head .
Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from the young woman, Li Xiaomin's heart fluttered. He chuckled, "Good sister, you smell so good! What perfume do you use?"
As he spoke, he moved closer to Tingqin, sniffing her body indiscriminately, his hands beginning to wander, lightly touching her soft, delicate skin.
He touched the girl's sensitive spots one after another, causing her to moan softly. Her body gradually grew hot. Although a trace of fear made her want to push Xiaominzi away, the handsome face of the boy in her arms, his captivating smile, and the strange pleasure emanating from him all stirred her heart. Her delicate body became weak and powerless, and she could only look at Li Xiaomin with shame and fear, trembling as she said, "Good brother, you..."
Seeing that she did not resist, Li Xiaomin became bolder and simply reached out and embraced Tingqin's delicate body, his arms encircling her slender waist, gently kneading it. He raised his head and gently bit her breast.
The protrusion at the front of her breast was bitten by the boy's teeth through her clothes, and the girl couldn't help but let out a soft cry. Her heart was even more wild, and she felt his lips slowly move up, kissing her jade neck and finally pressing his lips to her cherry lips.
His soft, smooth tongue, like a snake, explored the girl's mouth, and Tingqin's delicate body immediately went limp. She only let out a soft moan and was no longer able to resist Xiaominzi's invasion.
Just as their passion was reaching its peak, footsteps sounded outside, and a young girl's voice rang out: "Tingqin, what are you doing? Why are there strange noises coming from your room?"
Tingqin was startled and struggled to lift her head from under Li Xiaomin, only to see Princess Changping walking in. She was shocked to see Tingqin lying naked on the bed with someone, surrounded by the clothes of a eunuch and a palace maid. She took a step back and angrily exclaimed, "Tingqin! How could you do such a thing with a eunuch?"
Having lived in the palace for a long time, she had heard of such "pairing" relationships, always finding them filthy. She never imagined she would witness it firsthand, especially by the usually dignified and composed Tingqin. This enraged her. If Tingqin weren't a palace maid she favored, she would have reported it to her mother and ordered severe punishment!
What happened next shocked her even more: the young eunuch who had been lying on Tingqin straightened up, gave her an awkward smile, and turned out to be the same commoner who had been secretly kissing her in a corner of the palace just yesterday. Moreover, he had strange things growing on his body! Seeing
her astonished expression, Tingqin was filled with shame and despair: doing such a thing with a fake eunuch who had infiltrated the palace, and being seen by Princess Changping, meant she was now doomed!
She covered her face with her hands, curled up on the bed, and sobbed, filled with fear of being dragged away and beaten to death by the Imperial Household Department.
Li Xiaomin jumped out of bed, grabbed Princess Changping, his eyes filled with tears, and said in a trembling voice, "Good sister, help me!"
Princess Changping pouted and said with disgust, "Don't call me sister, go call Tingqin sister!"
Li Xiaomin pulled her to sit down on the edge of the bed, hugged her jade-like neck, buried his face in her neck, and sobbed, "Sister, if you won't save me, I'm doomed!"
Princess Changping was curious and reached out to hit him hard on the head, scolding, "Since that's the case, then tell me everything from beginning to end! And how did you sneak into the palace? Don't lie!"
Li Xiaomin clung to her like a koala, crying on her body, "Good sister, I've been bewitched!"
He hugged Princess Changping and cried, saying that recently a powerful ghost had appeared and turned him into this state. Moreover, the female ghost was diligently draining his yang energy, causing him to become depleted and die in a few days. He had no choice but to seek Tingqin's help, hoping to absorb the life force from the young girl to avoid being consumed by yin energy and dying.
To strengthen his argument, he secretly channeled his divine power, imprinting a lifelike image of a white-clad female ghost on his arm, impossible to wipe away.
Princess Changping grabbed his outstretched arm, curiously examining it. She spat on it and vigorously rubbed and twisted, but still couldn't remove the vivid image. Seeing the ghostly image on his hand seemingly smiling at her, she couldn't help but feel a chill, and began to believe that what Xiaominzi said was true.
Princess Changping asked in surprise, "Is this it? How did that female ghost manage to make you look like such a strange thing?"
Li Xiaomin sobbed, "I don't know either. Of all the ghosts I've encountered, she has the most powerful magic. I've practiced immortal arts for so many years, but I still can't defeat her! According to her, ordinary palace maids can prolong my death by a few days, but they can't eradicate the yin energy in my body. Only if a princess of noble birth can practice with me will I have any hope of escaping death. But sister, think about it, I'm just a lowly eunuch, a lowly servant. How dare I have such wicked thoughts about the princesses? I can only try to ask the palace maids for help to barely keep my life!"
As he said this, he had already planned to find a time to have Yue Niang take the blame for him.
Princess Changping felt a pang of jealousy as she listened. She pouted and swung her fist, giving him a hard knock on the head, scolding, "How dare you do such a thing to a palace maid! Humph, tell me honestly, how many palace maids have you ruined?"
Li Xiaomin hadn't actually harmed many palace maids, so he simply reduced the number slightly, honestly replying, "Just one! But that female ghost was right. I did it with Tingqin once, and it seems my anger didn't increase much. If this continues, I'll still die!"
His face hardened, and he burst into tears again, embracing Princess Changping's soft, delicate body, pressing his face against her chest, nuzzling against her. His actions were filled with a deep longing for life, a fear of death, and a profound sibling affection for Princess Changping.
Hearing him sob as he said, "It doesn't matter if I die, but I can't bear to leave you, sister!" Princess Changping's heart warmed, and she blurted out, "What's that? I'll help you!"
Only after saying it did she realize what she had said, but she didn't want to take it back. She firmly hugged Xiaominzi, thinking to herself, "How can I watch such a good brother die? Besides, I can't let those palace maids be so close to him. Anyway, seeing how happy Tingqin and he seem, I might as well try it too!"
Her heart was filled with the tragic emotion of sacrificing herself for her brother. To protect her beloved brother, the girl hugged the naked boy, biting her cherry lips, and said with righteous indignation, "Good brother, with your sister here, I will never let you die!"
Hearing these words full of sibling affection, Li Xiaomin was stunned.
The girl's delicate hands trembled slightly as she slowly unfastened her magnificent palace dress until she was left only in her undergarments. She resolutely lay down on the bed, gazing intently at the handsome young man beside her, and softly said, "Good brother, come here!"
Li Xiaomin's face was filled with a complex and unfathomable expression. He slowly lowered his head, looking at the pure and flawless beauty of the resolute girl who had risked her life to save others, and the righteous and resolute expression on her stunning face. The young man, whose life had ended tragically, couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.
Despite being touched by her sincere kindness, Li Xiaomin, a loyal and honest palace servant, still felt a strong sense of loyalty to his mistress. He wiped away tears, sobbing, and earnestly declined, saying, "Good sister, I know you're good to me. But you are of noble birth, and I am but a lowly servant. How could I dare to be disrespectful to you? Besides, you've always been so good to me. If I die, I'll die; I absolutely cannot harm you!"
Princess Changping was watching him anxiously. Hearing this, a sweet feeling welled up in her heart, but she refused to show it. Instead, she sternly reprimanded him, "In times of emergency, one must act expediently. Don't you even understand this principle? Don't say any more, come quickly!"
Li Xiaomin was overjoyed. He reached out and gently touched her fragrant shoulder, feeling its smooth texture, like white jade. His heart trembled, and he stopped his hand from reaching for her breasts. Looking at her anxious eyes, he sighed softly.
Seeing Xiaominzi still hesitating, Princess Changping, filled with shame and anger, swung her fist and struck him hard on the head, scolding, "A real man should do what he's doing! What are you whining about?"
Forced by the beautiful princess's forceful demands, Li Xiaomin, as a palace servant, naturally couldn't disobey her. Helpless, he could only tearfully and with trembling hands remove her undergarments, leaving her delicate body naked before him.
As Li Xiaomin embraced Princess Changping a second time, letting her endure his advances, he suddenly sensed something, looked up, and saw a shadow flash and disappear on the roof beam.
In that fleeting glance, Li Xiaomin saw that the face was that of an extremely beautiful young girl, slightly frightened, pale-faced—a small female ghost, looking no more than thirteen or fourteen years old.
Li Xiaomin frowned, a murderous aura surging within him!
As a law-abiding young man, he detested such voyeuristic perverts the most. He cursed inwardly, "Where did this pervert come from? If you want to do it, do it yourself! What kind of behavior is it to peep at others!"
With a slight thought, Yue Niang floated out of the Soul-Gathering Jade, her peach-blossom eyes staring directly at the bed above.
She openly spied, a far cry from the voyeur's behavior. Li Xiaomin glared angrily at Yue Niang's self-serving actions, then used telepathy to command her to catch the voyeur. He continued his own actions, his hands still groping Princess Changping's sensitive spots.
The young girl on the roof beam was beautiful, dressed in the elegant attire of a noble lady, her colorful ribbons fluttering, her attire quite magnificent. She had lived there for a long time, trapped and unable to reincarnate, and too afraid to frighten anyone, she could only watch the daily life
of the girl listening to the zither with envy. In all these years, she had only witnessed the daily lives of palace maids from different dynasties, never seeing men or eunuchs. Suddenly, she saw a young eunuch holding down a palace maid and the princess she served, engaging in sexual acts. Curious, she peeked out from the corner, peering intently from the roof beam, only to be spotted by Li Xiaomin. His gaze, sharp as a knife, made the girl's heart pound wildly. It took her a while to calm down before she peeked out again, curiously watching the strange sight below.
Suddenly, a figure appeared before her. The girl jumped back in fright, almost falling off the beam. Startled, she floated up and saw a beautiful woman dressed in red, hovering in the air, smiling calmly at her. A hidden meaning lingered in her eyes, and her dark pupils darted about, as if plotting something sinister.
The girl, terrified, stammered, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Yue Niang's lips curled into a smile. "I'm not human, I'm a ghost like you. I've come here to catch you!"
Before she finished speaking, she had already pounced, raising her jade-like hands to grab the girl!
The girl screamed in terror and turned to flee, but before she could fly more than a few feet, Yue Niang caught up, grabbed her shoulders, and with a slight pull, bound her hands behind her back with colorful ribbons. Carrying the sobbing girl, she flew back to the roof beam and sat down, watching with amusement as her master displayed his divine power, utterly defeating Princess Changping in a passionate scene.
After Princess Changping screamed, her hands convulsively gripping Li Xiaomin's shoulders, and she fainted, Li Xiaomin raised his head and silently called out to Yue Niang, "Bring that pervert here!"
The girl knelt weeping before the bed, her hands bound behind her back, unable to move, her heart filled with fear, and she was also terrified of the naked boy on the bed who was groping the unconscious girl.
Li Xiaomin looked at the delicate and pitiful girl below, slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected this voyeur to be so young and beautiful, so pitiful.
The two girls on the bed had already been knocked unconscious by him, so he wasn't worried about them hearing. Li Xiaomin raised an eyebrow and righteously rebuked her, "You girl, how can you peep at others doing their business! If you're really curious, why don't you do it yourself?" The
girl was so ashamed that she could disappear, only sobbing, and didn't hear Li Xiaomin's subsequent questions about her origins.
Standing behind her, Yue Niang was responsible for guarding her. She pressed her head down and scolded, "Your master is asking about your origins, didn't you hear?"
She seized the girl and interrogated her rigorously, finally learning that her name was Dai'er, and that she had only arrived here twenty or thirty years ago. She wasn't originally from the palace; she had come to visit her sister, who had married into the imperial family, but accidentally drank poison and died in the palace, thus taking her sister's place. This house was no longer inhabited by imperial concubines; only a dozen years later did palace maids live there.
Li Xiaomin was already aware of the palace intrigues, but he had never witnessed such bloodshed. He sighed inwardly, secretly praising Empress Zhou. Regardless, under her management, the harem was still well-ordered and hadn't experienced any major chaos. Of course, his own fate was predetermined, a sudden and unexpected occurrence, and couldn't be considered part of that.
This house contained a celestial artifact left behind by a previous dynasty's sorcerer, blocking the way out. Unable to be reincarnated, the girl was forced to live a lonely life there for decades before finally encountering the two of them.
Mentioning the past, the girl, Dai'er, wept bitterly, her delicate and pitiful appearance reminiscent of Lin Daiyu.
But pitiful as she was, the law-abiding young man, Li Xiaomin, deeply abhorred such a pervert and could not allow her to escape unscathed after committing voyeurism. Filled with righteous indignation, the upright young man Li Xiaomin coughed and declared with righteous indignation: "You dared to peep, which is a very bad habit. If not properly guided, it may develop into a serious perversion! Therefore, I must punish you so that you will never forget this lesson, so that you can learn from your mistakes and heal the disease!"
Yue Niang understood, and with a charming smile, pushed Dai'er onto the bed and placed her in Li Xiaomin's arms.
Li Xiaomin channeled his immortal power, reaching out to grab the girl's body. The girl's body in his hand was as soft and ethereal as a ghost, which displeased him. "What is this? Daring to spy on others, at least you should have a physical body. You've been here for twenty or thirty years, and you haven't even managed to materialize anything. You're really lazy!"
Although Dai'er was lazy, Li Xiaomin now considered himself her mentor, guiding her onto the right path. He couldn't abandon his punishment just because she hadn't materialized. Therefore, he raised his palm, pressing it against her chest, silently channeling his immortal power, continuously pouring it into her body.
In his hand, the girl's ethereal body gradually took form, floating in the air, looking at him in panic, trying to struggle, but unable to withstand his immense power. She groaned and screamed, suffering terribly from the powerful spiritual energy surging into her body.
Like struggling to inflate an inflatable doll, Li Xiaomin exerted all his strength and finally got her in place. Looking at the girl's frightened and delicate appearance, he felt a surge of satisfaction. He tossed aside Princess Changping in his arms, pressed Dai'er down onto the bed, and in a few swift movements, tore off the beautiful robes from her spirit body. He straddled her, his face full of righteous indignation, and said, "Dai'er, I hereby declare that you have committed the crime of voyeurism and should be severely punished! Now, accept your punishment!"
On her body, Li Xiaomin was astonished; the girl in his arms seemed to have a body made of water. She was incredibly delicate, and he held her in his arms, unable to let go. He kissed her cherry lips passionately, and seeing her sorrowful and pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but soften. He gently stroked Dai'er's black hair and said earnestly, "Little girl, don't think that just because you've become a ghost, you can escape the law. Remember, you must never do bad things like peeping, otherwise, you will definitely be severely punished by justice!"
Dai'er nodded tearfully, looking at the righteous messenger pressing down on her with tears in her eyes, her heart filled with awe and shame.
Princess Changping, still unconscious, was awakened by the cries of a young girl. Opening her eyes, she saw Li Xiaomin holding down another, even smaller girl, who appeared to be underage, and abusing her. Surprised, she grabbed Li Xiaomin's hair and shouted, "Xiaomin, what are you doing, bullying such a small girl!"
Li Xiaomin, engrossed in his abuse, winced in pain when her hair was pulled, but he had no choice but to answer, his face contorted in pain, "Good sister, you don't know, she's that female ghost who caused me to grow this strange thing. Now I'm punishing her for her crimes!"
In his heart, however, he muttered, "Small? I bet she's much older than you! Luckily, those fellow readers didn't hear you say that before, otherwise they would have said I was bullying her. Humph, that's completely untrue!"
Princess Changping was astonished, looking at the delicate little girl, unable to understand why she was the vicious female ghost she had imagined. Meanwhile,
Yue Niang, hidden to the side, covered her mouth and chuckled, admiring her mistress's quick wit.
Surprised, Princess Changping forgot to put on her clothes and moved forward naked, kneeling before Dai'er. Looking at Dai'er's tearful face, she exclaimed, "You're that female ghost? You don't look like it!" Dai'er
raised her eyes, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at the kind princess beside her. Just as she was about to speak, a sharp pain shot through her lower body again. Li Xiaomin thrust into her twice forcefully, shouting, "Speak! Have you committed a crime and should receive righteous punishment?"
Under the powerful intimidation of the "rooster of justice," Dai'er dared not speak rashly and could only nod tearfully.
On the other side, Tingqin slowly awoke. Seeing this scene, she was terrified and at a loss. After a long while, seeing that Li Xiaomin had completely subdued the female ghost, she finally got up with relief, put on her robe, and knelt to watch the show.
Princess Changping was seeing a female ghost for the first time, and was greatly surprised and curious. While watching Li Xiaomin administer righteous punishment to her, she asked all sorts of questions, even interrogating Dai'er, who was lying on the bed, her brows furrowed in submission.
Upon questioning, all three on the bed were astonished: it turned out that Dai'er's surname was Qin, and she was General Qin's younger sister, who had been dead for many years!
She had come to the palace to see her and General Qin's sister, who had married into the palace as a concubine, but she had been ambushed and killed with a cup of poison. Countless rituals had been performed for her in her family, but she was disturbed by a magical artifact buried underground by the Guishan Sect, preventing her from being reincarnated, much to everyone's surprise.
Princess Changping excitedly grabbed the trembling, groaning girl who was being violently assaulted by Li Xiaomin. She brushed aside the girl's disheveled hair, which was streaked with tears, and said in a trembling voice, "So, by that logic, you're my maternal grandfather's sister, my mother's aunt, which means you're my...great-aunt?"
Dai'er's body trembled violently upon hearing this. She stared at the princess before her, utterly ashamed that the princess had seen her in this state, and covered her face, weeping bitterly.
Princess Changping, after her initial shock, regained her composure, angrily pulling Li Xiaomin down and forbidding him from further violence against his elder. She then held Dai'er in her arms, comforting her gently. Seeing her lonely and helpless state, she too couldn't help but shed tears.
Yueniang, also taken aback, hurriedly tried to salvage the situation, kneeling beside Dai'er and instructing her to say: "Because I've been trapped here for too long, in order to be reborn, I had to use a spell I accidentally obtained to give Xiaominzi a new body and have intercourse with him, taking his vital essence to aid my cultivation." Unexpectedly, after Xiaominzi's union with the princess, his magical power increased dramatically, suppressing Dai'er's spiritual power. This led to the scene where he punished her by pinning her down.
At this moment, Dai'er indeed felt the power of Xiaominzi's primordial yang energy; her spiritual body felt waves of heat, which amplified her own spiritual power. She was both surprised and delighted, and her hatred for Li Xiaominzi, who had taken her virginity, lessened.
Under Yue Niang's threats and inducements, the fearful Dai'er repeated what she was told, then nestled in Princess Changping's arms, sobbing softly. Her heart was filled with rebirth, joy, and the emotion of seeing her loved ones again. Princess Changping
couldn't help but embrace her and weep. She felt deep pity for her great-aunt's tragic experiences over the years and forgave what she had done to Xiaominzi. In fact, she felt a hidden gratitude; if it weren't for Yue Niang's magic, how could she have shared such pleasurable moments with Xiaominzi?
They were chatting intimately in bed, embracing each other. Li Xiaomin, however, found it rather boring. He held Tingqin in his arms, stroking her with his hands, enjoying himself as well.
Tingqin's beautiful eyes were glazed over as she watched the two naked beauties whispering beside her. She thought about how one of the girls' mothers, who was also the other girl's niece, had already had an intimate relationship with the boy holding her. How could such a chaotic relationship be classified?
She lowered her head, sighed softly, and decided to keep her mouth shut. She would rather die than reveal the affair between Consort Qin and Xiaominzi, thus adding to the two girls' troubles.
Li Xiaomin, on the other hand, had no such concerns. He was a law-abiding youth. He would never have any improper thoughts about any woman with whom he had a blood relationship within three generations that was strictly prohibited from marriage by law, whether she was a cousin or a sister. As for beauties who were not related to him by blood, encouraged by that typical case, he would not be foolish enough to give up any of them!

Part One (Part Two), Chapter Three:

After severely punishing the peeping pervert with the "Chicken of Justice," Li Xiaomin, the messenger of justice, felt a sense of relief and righteous indignation as he strode out of Consort Qin's palace. Looking back at Consort Qin's bedroom, although he wanted to rekindle their past romance, the thought of the marks left by her aunt, daughter, and maid on his body made him abandon the tempting idea. He decided to go back and get some sleep to recuperate. Otherwise, even with his superhuman magical abilities and formidable stamina, he probably couldn't withstand such a long period of unrest and relentless fighting.
As for Dai'er, he had already spoken to Yue Niang, instructing her to take Dai'er to rest. He had also unearthed the magical artifact buried underground that had sealed away the spirits and accidentally imprisoned Dai'er, and carried it with him to prevent it from causing any further trouble.
Princess Changping wanted to take her great-aunt to see her mother, but Li Xiaomin reminded her what she should say if Consort Qin asked about the changes in her body.
Having just consummated her relationship with Xiaominzi's younger brother, Princess Changping, feeling guilty, immediately changed her mind. She decided to reveal her great-aunt's affair at a later opportunity and would also try to conceal the fact that both she and Xiaominzi had shared a physical union with her.
As for Tingqin, she had long since resolved to keep her mouth shut. No matter what, she would never say anything she shouldn't to avoid trouble. As long as Xiaominzi kept his promise, treated her well, provided for her for life, and occasionally visited her, she would be fortunate.
Li Xiaomin strolled through the night, surrounded by darkness. His eyes, honed by magic, were incredibly sharp, allowing him to see everything clearly in the darkness.
Suddenly, a commotion arose from a fork in the road ahead, catching Li Xiaomin's attention.
He stepped forward and saw that the open space was bustling with activity. The ghosts gathered there were divided into three groups, arguing loudly and vying for control of the space.
The imperial palace was unlike any other place in Jinling City. Buried throughout the palace were magical artifacts left by generations of sorcerers, their power influencing each other and acting as barriers within the palace walls, preventing the ghosts from easily leaving. Only through the guidance of the spirits of death or by rituals performed by the emperor could they be saved and reincarnated.
The power of these artifacts also blocked the effects of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array previously set up by the Yinshan demon, preventing the ghosts in the palace from being affected and lost in the array. Li Xiaomin was temporarily unable to manage the ghostly situation within the palace, leading to numerous factions of ghosts constantly fighting.
The power of the artifacts divided the palace into sections, preventing many ghosts from leaving their own territory. Therefore, the struggle for territory and leadership was merely an internal conflict within each region, with ghosts from other areas unable to intervene.
What Li Xiaomin was seeing now was the three ghost groups on that large territory, discussing who should be the leader.
These three groups consisted of anywhere from a few dozen to over a hundred ghosts, and their strengths were roughly equal. They were gathered together, engaging in a heated debate, and when it became clear that verbal attacks were ineffective, they would resort to force.
A burly ghost stepped forward, brandishing a spiked club, and shouted, "I am Gai Yongcai, a third-rank imperial bodyguard! I have been cultivating here for over 150 years. How dare you challenge me?"
A kind-faced old eunuch stood in front of another group of ghosts, his eyes slightly lowered, and sneered, "Since you are a bodyguard with a sword, why are you carrying the Southern Kingdom? Shouldn't you be called a bodyguard with a club?"
Gai Yongcai blushed and shouted, "A bodyguard with a club is fine, it's much better than you crippled ghosts without the Southern Kingdom!"
Behind the old eunuch stood mostly eunuchs, whose faces changed drastically upon hearing this. They brandished their ghostly claws and roared. The ghosts revealed their vicious forms, their faces shifting in terrifying ways. The crowd was filled with rage, as if they were about to rush forward and fight the group of bodyguard ghosts.
The guards, all fierce and warlike, retained their ferocity even in death, brandishing their spirit blades and roaring defiantly.
The third group, a group of palace maids, mostly beautiful as flowers, led by a stunningly beautiful woman in white with sword-like eyebrows, covered their mouths and sneered, utterly disgusted by the other two groups of men and eunuchs.
The leading beauty, dressed in plain white, with striking eyebrows and bright eyes, held a ruyi scepter, her expression icy, and sneered, "Gentlemen, when it comes to ruling this place, shouldn't we discuss the distinction between superior and inferior?" The two groups of
ghosts who were shouting and cursing stopped, turning to the palace maids with contemptuous expressions, and shouted, "Just lowly palace maids, what's so great about them? Daring to discuss the distinction between superior and inferior with us gentlemen?"
The beautiful woman raised her head and sneered, "If we're talking about who's above a man, you should all know that the current emperor, Li Yu, is my direct descendant. In a sense, I can be considered your Empress Dowager. Don't you bow before the Empress Dowager?"
The ghostly eunuchs were terrified upon hearing this, involuntarily taking a step back, their imposing manner vanishing. They faced each other, looking completely bewildered.
The palace maids behind them were greatly excited, shouting in unison to cheer on the beautiful woman in white.
Compared to these servile eunuchs, the ghostly guards possessed far more spirit. Gai Yongcai strode forward, brandishing his staff and laughing loudly, "Luo Yiyi, you say you're the Empress Dowager, but have you ever received a title? Hmph, you're just an ordinary palace maid who was favored once by the previous emperor, and by sheer luck, you gave birth to a child. But less than two years later, the current empress poisoned you to death. Your child was raised by the empress as if he were her own, and even though he ascended the throne, he didn't know you were his biological mother, and he certainly didn't give you any honors! Think about it, in all these years, has anyone offered sacrifices or performed rituals to pray for your soul's soul? Hmph, most of the original concubines have already been prayed for by the emperor and reincarnated. All that's left around you are just some lowly palace maids. How dare you talk to us about status!"
Li Xiaomin, who was listening from the side, was surprised. He looked up at the beautiful woman with sword-like eyebrows and indeed saw that she and several princesses had slight similarities. Even after so many generations, some genetic factors had remained, making her look quite familiar.
Recalling the allure of the two princesses in bed, Li Xiaomin felt a surge of heat in his heart, and his gaze towards Luo Yiyi began to change.
The old eunuch beside him raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying in a hoarse voice, "Indeed! Since we can't discuss status, let's talk about cultivation. I am over three hundred years old now, having served in the palace since the Great Wu Dynasty. After the Wu Dynasty fell, I served the later Emperor of the Great Tang. I have cultivated for nearly three hundred years now. How can you compare to such cultivation? Even in terms of respecting the elderly and honoring the virtuous, you should all defer to me!"
The group of eunuchs, invigorated by this, shouted and roared, emboldening him and declaring that the Great Tang court should, of course, be the domain of eunuchs!
The ghostly guards, however, refused to submit and be subservient to the eunuchs. They rose up in a cacophony of shouts and insults, pointing at the eunuchs and hurling vulgarities.
The eunuchs, naturally, refused to back down. Those who worked in the palace were not to be trifled with, and they immediately unleashed a torrent of vulgarities, hurling insults and curses at the guards, dragging out their ancestors for centuries, leaving no one unscathed. The palace maids listening nearby frowned, covering their faces in disgust.
The ghosts of the guards and eunuchs exchanged insults, which escalated into a physical fight. Several eunuchs and guards began brawling, and the fight quickly spread, with hundreds of guards and eunuchs surrounding them, engaging in a fierce brawl. Vulgarities filled the air, interspersed with the screams of the ghosts. During the fight, ghosts were frequently injured, their spiritual power diminished, yet unwilling to accept defeat, they rallied their friends to join the fray. The two sides fought fiercely, gradually drawing in the palace maids who had been standing by in the shadows. Occasionally, a palace maid would cry out in pain, accidentally wounded by the ghostly blades and claws.
The scene was chaotic, with eunuchs and guards locked in fierce fighting. This angered a key official responsible for maintaining order in Jinling City. He frowned, deep in thought, "What they're doing is utterly outrageous. The imperial palace is a forbidden area, a place of utmost importance. Now, this gang of thugs has seized control, making it as chaotic as Guangzhou Railway Station!"
Thinking this, Deputy Chief Steward Li, in charge of local security, stepped forward, walked solemnly into the center of the area, and declared righteously, "You lawless scoundrels, how dare you gather here to fight? Aren't you afraid of the law's punishment?"
The ghosts, engrossed in their battle, were suddenly startled to see a living person enter their midst, speaking in official jargon. They stopped fighting, staring at him wide-eyed, wondering if this guy was an idiot or something else, and how he could see their ghostly forms.
Although Li Xiaomin had been suppressing his immortal power, a trace of it still leaked out, which was noticed by the nearly three-hundred-year-old ghost. The ghost was secretly alarmed and stepped forward, bowing and scraping, saying with a smile, "Young eunuch, where do you come from? You seem unfamiliar!"
Li Xiaomin laughed and said, "Don't call me eunuch. I am the General of Annam of this dynasty, with the title 'Lingxiu Zhenren'. I am in charge of the ghost realm of Jinling. You are all under my jurisdiction. Now that you have seen me, you must serve me carefully!"
The ghosts were shocked. Before the other ghosts could speak, Gai Yongcai had already risen up in anger, brandishing his club and shouting, "Where did this little eunuch come from, daring to speak so arrogantly! Don't think that just because you have a good relationship with the eunuchs, I will let you have your way. If you anger me, I will make you a new ghost too!"
Li Xiaomin smiled coldly, said nothing more, and flicked his finger. A stream of immortal power emanated from his fingertip, turning into a missile that shot towards Gai Yongcai.
Gai Yongcai was startled and unable to dodge in time. He was hit by the celestial energy pellet, screaming in pain as he fell backward to the ground, clutching the wound and rolling around helplessly. He was too exhausted to get up.
The ghosts were terrified. Seeing Li Xiaomin casually defeat a notoriously fierce ghost, they all screamed and flew backward, not daring to approach him.
The leader of the palace maids, the beautiful Luo Yiyi with her sword-like eyebrows, gracefully stepped forward and bowed to Li Xiaomin, saying softly, "General, since you are the 'Spiritual and Beautiful Immortal' and General of An'nan, personally bestowed by the Emperor, why are you still wearing eunuch's clothes?"
Li Xiaomin was taken aback and chuckled dryly, "Well, that's a long story. If you don't believe me, I have the imperial edict of bestowal written by Her Majesty the Empress herself
. Take it and you'll understand." Luo Yiyi reached out to take it. Li Xiaomin looked at her slender figure, her delicate waist, and her high, full breasts, and his heart couldn't help but heat up. He handed her the edict and secretly squeezed her small hand. Although it wasn't materialized, he could still feel her soft, smooth hand through his immortal power. It was cool and smooth, and apart from being a little cold, the feel was quite nice.
Luo Yiyi frowned, secretly wondering how this eunuch could be so lecherous, even showing such disrespect to her, the great-great-grandmother of the current emperor. She took two steps back, carefully examining the document, and indeed saw that it appointed him as the Lingxiu Zhenren (a title for a spiritually refined immortal), responsible for protecting Jinling.
Luo Yiyi gracefully walked over, returned the document to Li Xiaomin, and curtsied, saying, "So General, you really are the Lingxiu Zhenren. I was rude. What brings you here, General?"
Li Xiaomin looked down at her ample bosom, smiling, and said, "Nothing much, just that you all sign a contract with me from now on, becoming my ghost slaves. Is that alright?"
The ghosts were shocked and enraged, pointing at Li Xiaomin and cursing him. Even the palace maids were indignant, their voices filled with sweet whispers as they condemned Li Xiaomin's arrogance.
Li Xiaomin, too lazy to waste words with them, waved his hand dismissively and said lazily, "Ghosts, seize these disobedient lackeys!"
A furious roar erupted from all directions. Three hundred ghost guards appeared proudly in the void, brandishing their spirit blades and grinning maliciously as they surrounded the ghosts, shouting, "You audacious brats, daring to be disrespectful to your master! You deserve to be exterminated, your souls scattered and never to be reincarnated!"
Powerful spiritual energy surged forth from all directions. These ghosts, who had cultivated for many years, paled in fear, huddled together, trembling uncontrollably. Some eunuchs even clung tightly to their guards, weeping bitterly.
The old eunuch, gazing at the menacing enemies on all sides, was greatly alarmed: "Where did so many powerful figures come from? They've managed to disregard the limitations of magical artifacts and reach this impassable area. Their spiritual power far surpasses ours!" Seeing
the situation was dire, he acted swiftly, quickly floating to Li Xiaomin's side, bowing deeply and respectfully saying, "Master, please accept this old servant's bow!"
Seeing their leader had surrendered, the other eunuchs, mostly opportunists, hastily prostrated themselves, causing the entire group to kneel and kowtow to Li Xiaomin, saying, "Master, spare our lives! This humble servant surrenders!"
Li Xiaomin smiled slightly, and then a chair floated over from a distance and landed behind him. Lin Li held the chair, respectfully inviting him to sit down, and offered him tea.
Seeing that the eunuchs had surrendered, the guards were thrown into chaos by fear. They wanted to fight the ghost guards, but looking around, any one of them could easily wipe them out. They were so frightened that they didn't dare to move.
Gai Yongcai struggled to his feet, brandishing his spiked club, and shouted, "If you want to be our master, you'd better show us some skills first!"
He floated over quickly, his spiked club coming down fiercely, aiming straight for Li Xiaomin's head!
Li Xiaomin sat in the chair, holding his teacup, slowly sipping his tea. When he saw Gai Yongcai swinging his club, he didn't even lift his eyelids, continuing to sip his tea calmly.
General Sha, standing guard to the side, was enraged by the guard's audacity. He darted forward with lightning speed and slammed his hammer into Gai Yongcai's face, sending his spirit flying. With a scream, Gai Yongcai's head shattered into pieces, his spirit flying backward at breakneck speed.
A ghost guard rushed forward, delivering a finishing blow, cleaving Gai Yongcai in two at the waist, his spirit writhing and struggling in the air.
Li Xiaomin lazily flicked his finger, and a dozen ghost guards rushed forward, hacking at the burly spirit in half with their blades. Each of them grabbed a piece and stuffed it into their mouths. Only General Sha, finding Gai Yongcai's spiritual power too weak, didn't bother to snatch any. Instead, his trusted soldiers brought him a few pieces, which he chewed like a human eating sunflower seeds, finding amusement in the process.
Seeing the ferocious ghost Gai Yongcai instantly vanish and be devoured by the ghost guards, the guards' faces changed drastically. Hearing the roars and curses of the surrounding ghosts, they dared not resist any longer, kneeling and kowtowing in surrender, willing to become Li Xiaomin's loyal ghost slaves, only begging him not to kill them.
Meanwhile, the palace maids, witnessing Gai Yongcai's fate, were terrified. Many of the beautiful female ghosts trembled with fear, kneeling before Luo Yiyi's command, begging Li Xiaomin for mercy.
Luo Yiyi looked back and saw that most of the palace maids had already knelt, the rest pale-faced, having forgotten to kneel in terror.
She sighed inwardly, knowing the situation was beyond her control. With such powerful ghost guards protecting him, Li Xiaomin might not care about the strength of these ghosts. She could only step forward and bow, saying sweetly, "Master, please accept my bow!"
Li Xiaomin nodded and smiled, calling her over to massage his legs. He then ordered the ghost guards, "Go and bring all the ghosts in the entire palace here. I haven't had time to deal with them; it's time to get some results!"
The ghost guards obeyed and went to relay messages to Feng Shuang and the other two women, instructing them to follow their master's orders and subdue the female ghosts in the palace. The two generals, along with several powerful ghost guards, went to dig up the magical artifacts from the ground and store them in the ruined hall, lest their power block the ghosts' path.
The entire palace was soon filled with mournful ghostly howls, which, under the intimidation of the ghost guards, silenced the ghosts. They were forced to float towards this open space by the ghost guards wielding their spirit blades.
When all the ghosts had arrived, Li Xiaomin was leisurely sipping tea in a chair in the center of the open space, fanned and served by several beautiful female ghosts. Luo Yiyi knelt at his feet, carefully massaging his legs, while another former imperial concubine stood behind him, massaging his shoulders—a scene befitting an emperor. This was the kind of "imperial enjoyment" that merchants in later generations often spoke of.
Li Xiaomin put down his teacup and handed it to the beautiful woman with sword-like eyebrows kneeling at his feet. Looking around, he saw that all the ghosts in the palace had gathered there, a vast, dark mass kneeling on the ground, their heads bobbing, appearing to number two or three thousand.
The positions of these ghosts kneeling were arranged by Lin Li. The male ghosts and eunuch ghosts were one thing, but the female ghosts all chose beautiful women to kneel before Li Xiaomin, making him beam with delight.
Before him, a large group of beautiful women in white robes knelt in a neat square formation, their white garments and delicate features all lowering their eyes to the ground, not daring to look directly at him.
Among these beauties were palace maids from various dynasties and imperial concubines from different eras. They were all mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish their original identities. All one could see were beauties kneeling obediently on the ground, heads bowed, looking as if they were at one's mercy. This made Li Xiaomin's mouth water. He could only sigh that he could not waste his immortal power. If he were to materialize them, it would greatly hinder his cultivation. He could only watch with envy but could not have them. He had to endure it for the time being.
Before thousands of ghosts, Li Xiaomin's imposing gaze swept over them, and he said in a deep voice, "I've called you here today to establish rules for you. You must not violate them in the future, understand?"
The ghosts hurriedly kowtowed, saying in fear, "Master, please give your orders, we dare not disobey!"
Li Xiaomin smiled and said, "Actually, it's nothing much, just that you will live in designated places from now on and not wander around. Also, you can no longer spy on the living; you must treat spying as a sacred undertaking! For specific intelligence work, I will select ghosts, have them receive intelligence training, and record what they spy on each day, reporting it to higher authorities for intelligence screening. Understand?"
The ghosts kowtowed and accepted the order, thinking that their new master didn't want them to do any dangerous work, and they felt relieved.
Remembering Dai'er's fate, Li Xiaomin instructed, "As for the principles of surveillance, from now on, female ghosts will monitor women, male ghosts will monitor guards, and eunuch ghosts will monitor palace eunuchs. This must not be disorderly. If any ghost acts recklessly, it is considered perverted and will be punished by the sword of justice... Do you understand?"
The ghosts hurriedly kowtowed, repeatedly promising they would not disrupt the order and assuring their master.
Li Xiaomin looked at the ghosts kowtowing and accepting his orders, nodded and smiled, stood up from his chair, and looked down at Luo Yiyi with a smile, saying, "Come with me! From now on, you will follow Yue Niang and learn more from her so you can better serve me in my daily life, understand?"
Luo Yiyi kowtowed and accepted the order, thinking of herself as the great-great-grandmother of the current emperor, her status so noble, yet now reduced to a ghost slave of a palace servant. She couldn't help but sigh at her tragic fate, even in death she had no good fortune.
Li Xiaomin strode away, his elegant and graceful figure gradually disappearing into the night under the worshipful and awe-inspiring gazes of the ghosts.
Having subdued a large number of ghosts in the palace and organized them into a ghost slave group under the command of three hundred ghost guards, Li Xiaomin began to lay the foundation for his own power in the officialdom.
His prestige was now at its zenith; he was a favorite of Empress Zhou, had implicitly joined Zhou Tai's faction, and also maintained good relations with the military faction led by General Qin. He also had his own faction within the army. Officials, seeing this, naturally wanted to curry favor, and many officials came knocking, seeking only an audience with Eunuch Li.
Li Xiaomin devoted much time to meeting these officials, speaking kindly and comforting them, and striving to find talented individuals among them to assist him, thus allowing his own faction to begin to form within the court. In return, these officials were promoted and given important positions, giving them hope for advancement. As for
the Imperial Guard, a powerful military force protecting the capital, Li Xiaomin naturally couldn't neglect it. After taking up his post at the Imperial Guard's garrison, Li Xiaomin found his superior, Qian Wulin, whom he had previously defeated, awkwardly observing him, maintaining only a superficial harmony. The Imperial Guard generals, carefully placed under his control, were mostly his confidants, and while outwardly friendly, they were not truly loyal to him and rarely obeyed his orders. Li Xiaomin could only patiently endure this, waiting to gradually establish his own power base and eventually rival Qian Wulin in the army.
Since making a fortune from the southern campaign, he had purchased hundreds of beautiful young women, skilled in singing and dancing, to serve him in his mansion. He frequently hosted lavish banquets, inviting court officials and his subordinate generals for feasts and entertainment, with the beautiful women performing.
This was not unusual; powerful eunuchs in the past also had their own mansions outside the palace and kept beautiful singers for their banquets, so no one found it strange. However, no one knows the details of how these beautiful singing girls served Eunuch Li at night.
Gradually, the people of Jinling City came to know of this hospitable eunuch, Li. They often heard music and dance emanating from his mansion, drawing crowds to stop and listen along the main road outside. Watching the long line of carriages and horses in front of his gate, they secretly sighed, thinking how wonderful it was to be an official and make money; even a eunuch lived a much more comfortable life than ordinary people like themselves.
Besides indulging in song and dance in his own mansion, Li Xiaomin would also visit several other private residences in his spare time to find Consort Yun and her sister Lan'er, as well as his newlywed concubine, Consort Xiao Shu. He would also return to the palace to comfort Consort Chen and Gao Su'e, easing their long-suppressed emotions. Of course, he couldn't forget his two newly acquired beautiful female prisoners of war; playing rough and abusive games with them was also a very amusing pastime.
Moon Maiden, her face filled with panic, trembled as she cried, "Master, something terrible has happened! A ghost has rebelled!"
Li Xiaomin was taken aback, never expecting a little ghost to be so audacious as to dare to provoke this immortal master. He asked in surprise, "Who did this?"
Moon Maiden frowned and said, "It's the One-Horned Ghost from the North City! A few days ago, when the Yin Mountain demon came, he saw the situation was bad and fled with his men. Later, after the demon left, and you went on your southern expedition, he suddenly reappeared, with an extra helper, who seems to be a thousand-year-old ghost. He brought a group of powerful subordinates and occupied a large area in the north of Jinling City. That thousand-year-old ghost seems to be called something like the Netherworld Demon King; he's quite ambitious. Besides the ones he brought..." "These evil spirits have subdued the one-horned ghost and that group of wronged souls, and they keep recruiting other ghosts to serve as their subordinates, gradually encroaching on our territory. Because you, Master, are not here, the ghost guards left here have only dealt with them a few times with minor skirmishes, without any major battles. Now, that one-horned ghost has heard that you have returned, Master, and fearing that you will punish him, he has conspired with the Netherworld King to launch a rebellion, and is currently slaughtering your newly recruited subordinates!"
Li Xiaomin listened with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice, "Outrageous! Jinling is our territory, how can we allow other ghosts to lay a finger on it?"
On the walls of Jinling, the cold wind howled, and ten thousand ghosts screamed wildly, turning the entire city of Jinling into a scene of hell.
This day, according to the time of day, was an inauspicious day, with dark clouds covering the sky and no stars or moon. On this most yin day, tens of thousands of ghosts emerged from the shadows, gathering above Jinling, howling and venting their long-held frustrations of hiding in the shadows, as well as their excitement and fear of the impending battle.
North of Jinling, in the sky, a colossal figure hovered and danced, swift as lightning, yet without a concrete form; only its eerie and ferocious appearance could be vaguely discerned in the dark night.
A shrill howl roared from this ethereal, malevolent form: "My minions, today is the day we ghosts roam! We will show the King of Southern Tang the power of us ghosts!"
Around him, tens of thousands of ghosts gathered, floating excitedly in the air. Hearing their master's voice, they all howled wildly, their mournful cries instantly engulfing the city!
In the air, the enormous, malevolent form waved its limbs, raised a hand-like object, and pointed to the sky, roaring, "Why must we ghosts remain in the shadows, unable to share this Jinling City with humans! I, the Netherworld King, swear here and now that I will bring honor to all ghosts, seize Jinling, and make all the officials and commoners of the city submit to our ghostly might!"
The ghosts roared and howled fiercely, creating an extremely eerie and terrifying scene. The people in the northern part of the city, hearing these mournful cries, were terrified and shut their doors tightly, huddling together in their homes, trembling with fear, wondering what had happened to attract so many vengeful ghosts to Jinling City.
A colossal spirit in the sky gazed southward, a cold smile playing on its lips. It roared, "Right now, there are no human Taoist masters in Jinling City! This is the perfect opportunity for us to seize the city! The only one is a male-female eunuch, ruling Jinling like a king, protecting it for his master and preventing us ghosts from ever having a chance to rise! Under his command, a bunch of spineless little ghosts have gathered, willingly serving as traitors to humans, cruelly suppressing the other ghosts! How can we agree to such a thing, my lords?"
Tens of thousands of vengeful spirits howled in unison, "No! No! Absolutely not!"
The Netherworld King raised his massive hand and roared, "They're blocking our path! What should we do with them?"
A deafening roar echoed from all directions: "Kill them all! Slaughter them all!" "They drained their spiritual power, causing their souls to scatter!"
A terrifying, sinister smile appeared on the ethereal face of the Netherworld Demon King, his voice tinged with satisfaction: "Well said! After many days of preparation, we are now fully prepared. As long as we launch a decisive attack, we can uproot the eunuch's foundation, exterminate his spineless traitors, and make the entire city of Jinling submit to our ghostly might! At that time, even the ruler of Southern Tang will have no choice but to surrender to us! Using Jinling as our base, we will radiate outwards in all directions, and we will surely turn the entire Southern Tang into a place where our ghosts dwell!" The
excited shouts came from the throats of the ten thousand ghosts, so shrill and terrifying that the officials and civilians of the North City felt a chill run down their spines, trembling and weeping uncontrollably, and no one dared to come out to see what was happening.
With a wave of his hand, the Netherworld King summoned hundreds of vengeful spirits, each carrying a different grotesque form, and led over a hundred souls to his presence. They knelt and hissed, "Your Majesty! We've brought all those little devils who refused to submit!" The Netherworld King
grunted, turned his head, and his enormous eyes opened, like two sinister lamps in the night sky. His ferocious gaze swept over the ghosts, and he sneered, "Are you the ones who willingly serve as slaves to humans, forgetting your roots and only seeking to become treacherous demons?"
The captured souls groveled before the Netherworld King, weeping and begging for mercy, "Your Majesty, spare us! We also had no choice..." "We were forced by our master to sign the Ghost Slave Contract, and we really can't rebel against him! We only beg Your Majesty's magnanimity to give us a year. By then, the Ghost Slave Contract will weaken, and we can break free and serve Your Majesty!"
The Netherworld King raised his pale, gigantic face and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, you useless things, what use are you to me? Today, I will use your souls to establish my authority and to sacrifice them for my army's expedition!"
Hearing this, the ghosts cried out in fear, their spirits prostrating themselves on the ground and desperately kowtowing, begging the Netherworld King to have mercy and not let their souls dissipate!
The fierce ghosts who had imprisoned them had long been impatient. At the Netherworld King's command, they immediately swung their spirit blades and slashed fiercely at the spirits of the "traitorous ghosts." The hissing sounds mixed with screams shook the heavens as the spirit blades shattered the souls, which unwillingly dissipated into the yin wind.
The Netherworld King narrowed his enormous eyes, coldly sweeping over the terrified ghosts in all directions. He raised his arm, pointing resolutely south, and uttered in a chilling voice, "Kill!"
The ghosts scattered throughout the city roared in response, brandishing their spirit blades and ghostly claws. Led by a large number of ghost leaders, they rapidly drifted south, their mournful howls creating a powerful momentum for the battle to begin!
In the southern half of the city, ghosts also poured out in droves on this gloomy day, soaring through the night sky, all filled with fear. Gazing at the murderous aura shaking the north, they trembled, intimidated by the Netherworld King's vengeful spirits, and could only silently pray that nothing bad would happen.
As they prayed, a cold wind swept in, and the Netherworld King, leading a large number of ghost soldiers, arrived with a fierce howl!
Above Jinling City, a chilling wind howled, and a malevolent mist billowed. Tens of thousands of ghosts on both sides roared fiercely, brandishing their spirit blades and ghostly claws, slaughtering each other. Their mournful screams shook the city.
The entire city, from civil officials to military officers, hid in their homes, trembling with fear. The increasingly loud ghostly wails outside filled them with terror, and cries of anguish echoed through every house.
That night, more elderly, weak, women, and children died of fright from extreme terror than ever before. The next day, coffin shops in Jinling City did booming business, selling out years' worth of stock at exorbitant prices. Some powerful families even forcibly bought up large quantities of coffins, leaving coffin shop owners with barely enough to provide a few good coffins for their loved ones who had died of fright.
On the walls of Jinling City, the vengeful spirits on both sides, led by their respective masters' appointed ghost leaders, engaged in a fierce battle. The hissing sounds of spirit blades slicing through spirits and the agonizing howls of annihilated souls echoed throughout the night sky above Jinling City.
The focus of their struggle, however, was the Imperial Palace located right in the center of Jinling!
Li Xiaomin's territory occupied most of Jinling City, and the Imperial Palace naturally fell within his sphere of influence. Only the north was being secretly invaded by the Netherworld Fiend King and the One-Horned Ghost, who harbored ulterior motives. A large number of vengeful spirits
, both foreign and local, who had narrowly escaped the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation last time, had gathered there and were now launching a fierce offensive, heading towards the center and south of Jinling City! Emperor Li Yu of Tang, after a long period of illness, suddenly felt refreshed and much better that night. He got up, put on his robe, and, under the protection of his guards, went outside for some fresh air, hoping to capture a pretty palace maid and have her test whether he could regain his ability to sleep with women.
Stepping outside, he saw the moon had set and the stars had disappeared, initially filling him with dejection. Then, hearing a series of piercing howls from the sky, his expression changed drastically, and he stared in disbelief, bewildered by such a strange phenomenon.
Suddenly, a colossal figure appeared atop the palace wall. Illuminated by the palace lanterns, one could vaguely see that the monster had a blue face, fangs, a single horn on its head, and a massive build, almost twice the height of Li Yu!
Standing high on the palace wall, wielding a giant axe, it looked like a demon unleashed from the underworld!
Li Yu was so terrified that he stumbled and fell to the ground, soiling himself, nearly dying on the spot from sheer terror.
The guards were also completely terrified, barely managing to instinctively surround him, their hands and feet trembling. When the demon pounced, they could only stand motionless, allowing it to slaughter them!
The one-horned, blue-faced demon, with eyes like copper bells, glanced intently in their direction and was startled, nearly falling over the wall.
After all, the person before him was the emperor of a nation; if he were to issue an order to summon sorcerers to exterminate the demons, even a multitude of ghosts would be no match for him. The one-horned demon, being from Jinling, naturally understood the power of imperial authority, and under its accumulated power, dared not look Li Yu in the eye.
Just as he instinctively wanted to turn and flee, a sudden inspiration struck him: "Although he's the emperor, there isn't a single sorcerer in Jinling City right now. What are we afraid of? Without the protection of that scoundrel from Turtle Mountain, he's just an old fool! The Netherworld King said that besides killing the dog eunuch, we also need to establish our authority in front of this stupid emperor and let him know our power! How about this: kill a few more wronged ghosts in front of him, scare him half to death, and then it'll be much easier to negotiate with him later!"
Thinking that he could get the emperor to build a temple to worship his statue so he could enjoy it, the One-Horned Ghost was overjoyed. He raised his hand, howled, and leaped down the wall, grabbing a wronged soul that hadn't managed to escape. A beam of spiritual light shot from his hand, projecting the ghost's form in the air. His claws were like knives, tearing the spirit into pieces and stuffing them into his mouth
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