[Wuxia] Long Hui's Male Concubine (Complete) - Chapter 38

The second time

, on the bed where the poison was used to remove the Gu, Wei Xuexin lay curled up in a brocade quilt, her fair skin tinged with delicate pink. She lay sprawled on the bed, her limbs outstretched, clear handprints still visible on her pink buttocks and jade thighs. Beneath the thick pubic hair, her labia were swollen and red, her buttocks slightly parted, revealing a small, finger-sized opening at her anus.

It was all because her lover's penis was too thick and strong, and his prolonged battles had left her flower path and anus numb, unlikely to recover for at least half a day.

Long Hui returned to the room, gently sitting on the edge of the bed, gazing at Xuexin's delicate, fair skin. A feeling of tenderness welled up within him, and he reached out to embrace the naked beauty, his eyes filled with gentle light.

"Xuexin, I didn't mean to torment you like this..."

Long Hui murmured softly, stroking her hair. "You should rest well. Let me take care of everything!"

His thoughts drifted back to noon.

The mother and daughter returned to their inner room to recover their strength, while Long Hui sat in the hall to protect them. Suddenly, a white figure floated in like a ghost—it was Luo Qingyan.

Long Hui asked in surprise, "Sister Luo, what brings you here?"

Luo Qingyan's face was grave as she asked, "How is Xiuting's injury?"

Long Hui replied, "Xuexin has already healed the Valley Master; she should be fine."

Luo Qingyan raised her eyebrows slightly, bit her lip, and said, "Her...her condition is extremely serious!"

Long Hui asked in surprise, "It's just a common injury; with the Valley Master's foundation, she will recover quickly."

Luo Qingyan shook her head and said, "Not at all. When I saw her come out just now, there was a purple aura condensed between her brows that wouldn't dissipate, and her lips... " Her skin was slightly bluish-purple, and I listened to her breathing; it seemed steady, but it was subtly erratic.”

Long Hui’s heart tightened, and he asked, “Then what exactly happened?”

Luo Qingyan whispered, “Sister Xiuting refused my treatment. At that time, her heartbeat and breathing were extremely erratic, and there was a hidden condensation of stagnant energy in her breath. If I’m not mistaken, she was most likely on the verge of qi deviation.” Long Hui exclaimed

in astonishment, “Impossible! Valley Master Yu possesses the Divine Sword Heart, and her heart is like a mirror lake. How could she possibly go into qi deviation!”

Luo Qingyan Shaking her head, she said, "A stable mental cultivation doesn't necessarily guarantee immunity to all poisons. Once a crack appears, the consequences are even more severe!"

Long Hui asked curiously, "What do you mean by that?"

Luo Qingyan thought for a moment and then used an analogy: "The effect of the sword heart on one's mental state is like a set of iron armor covering the entire body, airtight and able to resist all external attacks. But if you are accidentally shot through the armor by a powerful bow and the arrow pierces your body, what do you think will happen?"

Long Hui said, "It's just an injury, a mere arrow wound. A little wound medicine can heal it!"

Luo Qingyan said, "But to apply medicine, you still need to take off the outer layer of armor, right?"

Long Hui felt that this was somewhat redundant and thought to himself, "Everyone knows this principle!"

Luo Qingyan said in a deep voice, "But what if the person wearing the armor doesn't know they are injured and is unwilling or unable to take off their armor?" Long Hui was

slightly taken aback and said in a low voice, "The armor is airtight, and the wound will inevitably worsen sooner or later, and it will inevitably fester and stink."

He had seen many knife wounds and had a deep understanding of this.

Luo Qingyan said, "Xiuting is in this situation now. It seems that her sword heart has developed cracks. I don't know why she is being disturbed by some inexplicable things. Her mind is in chaos, and evil energy is trapped in her heart, but she can't release it. She is confident that her sword heart is stable and can resist all inner demons, so she doesn't pay attention to these problems at all, or perhaps she simply won't admit that she has developed inner demons. In time, she will surely suffer a terrible change."

Long Hui was stunned.

Luo Qingyan sighed, "I noticed that Xiuting has been acting strangely since she returned from the Demon Realm. She must be worried about Jianming, and Xuexin had a fight with Bing'er, which resulted in Bing'er being disfigured. These things are probably the root of her distress."

Long Hui said, "Bing'er's face is fine now, and the sisters have reconciled. This second matter should be considered resolved satisfactorily..."

Luo Qingyan nodded, "Then only Jianming's matter remains. He's currently unconscious, and as a mother, she's naturally very worried. If we can shorten his unconsciousness or wake him up immediately, Xiuting's distress will be gone, and she'll be fine."

Long Hui asked, "How should we do that?"

Luo Qingyan frowned, "By infusing his body with the most yang essence and vital energy, he should be able to revive..." "He's body, but this is extremely masculine..."

Long Hui said, "I understand. Cang Shitian is the best choice. Although his main body is hiding in Yujing, I don't believe he won't send out an avatar."

Luo Qingyan nodded and said, "In that case, we still need to discuss how to capture his avatar alive and extract his essence and vital energy."

After saying that, she turned to leave, but Long Hui suddenly called out to her, "Sister Luo, wait a moment. Actually, there's something else I haven't told you..."

Luo Qingyan turned back to look at him and asked, "What is it?"

Long Hui hesitated for a while and said, "Actually, after entering the Demon Realm, Valley Master Yu and I were affected by a mysterious force and went to the future..."

After saying that, he told her everything. Luo Qingyan's starry eyes widened in disbelief.

Once Long Hui laid it all out, even recounting the events leading up to the sword formation, Luo Qingyan was furious. She pinched his arm hard and scolded, "So that's what happened... You troublemaker! Do you know you almost killed Xiuting?"

Long Hui exclaimed in surprise, "It wasn't that serious!"

Luo Qingyan said irritably, "If it were just about Jian Ming, it would be easier to handle. But now that you've gotten involved, things are much more complicated! Xiuting is different from me. I'm from the demon race and don't care much about human hierarchy and ethics, which is why I let you do whatever you want. But Xiuting comes from a prestigious family and follows all the rules. Her ill-fated relationship with you was already enough for her, and then you bullied her like this in the sword formation... Once all these inner conflicts come together, the consequences are worse than going into a demonic possession. She might even go completely insane!"

Long Hui was stunned.

Luo Qingyan sighed, "Since Xiuting's primordial spirit was once split in two—one a young girl with feelings for you, the other a noble and aloof swordswoman—then these two states of mind might clash, perhaps leading to a situation like Xiaoxiao's..."

Long Hui was slightly taken aback, exclaiming in surprise, "Split into two personalities?"

Luo Qingyan pointed at his nose, "You scum, you're a scourge to the world! It's one thing to bully me and Bing'er, but you even went and ruined Xiuting, such a dignified woman!" Long Hui was thoroughly humiliated

by her insults, cold sweat pouring down his face. He hurriedly begged for forgiveness, "Sister Luo, I was wrong. I promise I'll never contact Valley Master Yu again. Let's just let these things go."

Luo Qingyan spat, "Pah! If it were that simple, Xiuting would also..." "It wouldn't have come to this!"

Long Hui coughed and asked, "Then what should I do?"

Luo Qingyan held up two jade-like fingers and said, "There are two methods. One is to sever all ties and erase this matter completely. However, I don't think this method is very feasible. If it were really possible to pretend that nothing happened, Xiuting would have killed you to vent her anger back during the sword formation!"

Long Hui was silent for a moment, then asked, "What's the second method?"

Luo Qingyan's expression changed slightly. She slowly lowered her jade-like hands and sighed, "Then let's destroy it and then rebuild!"

Long Hui asked curiously, "How can we destroy it and then rebuild?"

Luo Qingyan's pretty face blushed, and she glared at him, saying, "Have you forgotten how you treated me back then?"

By the end, her ears were even rouged.

Long Hui exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't this adding fuel to the fire?"

Luo Qingyan's eyes were moist with desire, her beauty alluring. She bit her lip and said, "Since it's hard to forget, then don't try to forget deliberately... Just use that analogy from before—removing that armor and letting the wound breathe is better than having it fester!"

Her words were loaded with meaning, the implication of which was self-evident.

Long Hui slowly pulled himself back from his thoughts, touching the scar on his neck. He thought that Xue Xin couldn't see this scar until it healed. So he dressed her, covered her with a blanket, left a note on the table, released her pressure points, and quietly left Yanliu Residence.

Back at the manor, he found Luo Qingyan already waiting quietly in the study. A glint of amusement flashed in her eyes as she teased, "You little rascal, you got off easy last night!"

Long Hui gave a wry smile, tilting his neck to reveal his wound, saying, "I got bitten again, exactly the same bite you took back then, Sister Luo!"

Luo Qingyan blushed and retorted, "One bite was already too good for you. I should have known to drain your blood beforehand, so you wouldn't have harmed us, a widow and her daughter!"

Long Hui wrapped his arms around her slender waist. With his hips pressed against the beautiful woman's plump buttocks, he leaned close to her ear and breathed, "That's right, to win Sister Luo's heart with a bite is truly a great bargain!"

Luo Qingyan turned her head away, looking at the wound on his neck, and breathed softly, "Then Xiuting bit you too, doesn't that mean you'll take her into your room too?"

Long Hui thought for a moment and smiled, "Let nature take its course. If I really have such good fortune, I'll gladly accept it!"

Luo Qingyan spat, "You stinking man, so greedy!

" Long Hui lightly touched Luo Qingyan's jade-like face with his lips and smiled, "I am acting on the Empress's decree, it's perfectly legitimate!"

Luo Qingyan glared at him with her phoenix eyes and snorted, "Nonsense!"

Long Hui took a deep breath and said, "I've figured it out. Rather than hiding and not daring to face reality, it's better to confront it head-on and resolve it properly. Mutual affection is certainly sweet, but if we can add a layer of taboo while enjoying mutual affection, then we can both love each other and challenge the taboo. Wouldn't that be more interesting!"

Luo Qingyan's face... Her cheeks flushed, and she spat, "Nonsense!"

Long Hui chuckled, reaching out to grasp the beautiful woman's full, erect breasts, playing with them as he said, "Just like when I was with Sister Luo and Bing'er, every time it was passionate and uncontrollable!"

Luo Qingyan recalled the past, a fire rising in her lower abdomen. Her body went limp, and she nestled against him, her jade-like hands resting on the pair of hands clasped against her chest, moving with his movements as if encouraging and enjoying his caresses.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside. Luo Qingyan quickly broke free from his embrace, tidying her appearance to conceal her alluring charm.

"Husband, are you there?"

Lin Birou's voice rang out from outside. Long Hui winked at Luo Qingyan and mouthed "Wait for me." Luo Qingyan turned her head gracefully, a smile playing on her lips, leaving a wisp of fragrance drifting out of the window.

Long Hui pushed open the door and went out, replying, "Bi Rou, I'm here! Is something the matter?"

Outside, Lin Bi Rou and Yu Wuhen were waiting. Yu Wuhen said, "Ling Yu just sent someone to say that Gao Hong is able to get out of bed now!"

Long Hui said, "Okay, then let's go to the military camp. I haven't chatted with Senior Brother Gao in a long time!"

Gao Hong's residence was a bungalow on the north side of the military camp. Those bungalows were the residences for junior officers to relax in. They would rest in the bungalows after training. The control was not strict, and any military family member could come and go. Pushing open the door, he saw Gao Hong sitting at the desk, writing furiously. His eyes were completely focused on the paper. He didn't even notice Long Hui coming in. But what surprised Long Hui the most was that Mu Xin'er was also in the room.

Upon seeing Long Hui, Mu Xin'er rushed over and said anxiously, "Long Hui, please persuade Ling Yun! He's been writing since last night!"

Long Hui looked down and saw the floor covered with scraps of paper, filled with writing, repeatedly rewritten and revised.

"Master's wife, what happened?"

Long Hui asked.

Mu Xin'er frowned and said, "I heard the news of Ling Yun's awakening this morning, so I came to visit him. Who knew the army doctor would tell me that he woke up around midnight last night and has been writing here ever since. I'm really worried he'll ruin his health."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them.

Gao Hong coughed as he wrote. Long Hui, without saying a word, went over to check on him. Suddenly, Gao Hong stopped writing, put down his brush, and let out a long sigh: "Finally finished!"

Long Hui asked, "Senior Brother Gao, what were you writing so intently?"

Gao Hong cupped his hands and said, "Feeling the national crisis, I wrote something to vent my frustrations!"

Long Hui glanced at the Xuan paper and saw an article written on it. Lin Birou took it and read it aloud: "Since ancient times, the virtuous have resided in the land of China, spreading benevolence throughout the world, teaching loyalty and filial piety to all people, cultivating the land, weaving, raising livestock, and fishing, living in peace and prosperity, treating others with courtesy, subduing them with virtue, considering the weak a disgrace, and strengthening the army without engaging in war! However, the insatiable lust of foreign tribes, their love of ease and comfort, their covetousness of the land's wealth, and their repeated invasions of the borders by unjust armies, slaughtering the people, raping women, and destroying fertile fields!" Bloodshed on the frontier, barbaric desires unabated; the Red River's raging torrents; the army presses down on the capital; the land suffers, the people grieve—this is a national disgrace, a people's deepest hatred. Fortunately, Xiao Qing sacrificed himself to quell the national crisis, slaying thousands of enemies, reclaiming lost territory, and turning the tide from collapse.

Yet, Tie Lie's treacherous heart remains undiminished, and he invades the border again. The men of our land rise up in fury to fight back. Heroes of Longmen, heroines of Yuye, fiercely slay the enemy.

Striving to protect the nation, this is true loyalty and courage! Persuading demons to turn to good is a great virtue! One is loyal and courageous, the other a descendant of the late emperor—two pillars of heaven, yet why did they defy the established order and bring about their own destruction? The demons' deceptive tales are utterly absurd; they do not know that the demons' quest for good and their regicide were driven by selfish desires—to exclude the virtuous and secure their own positions! Alas! Righteous and courageous men, benevolent and virtuous saints, have been unjustly branded as thieves. First, good ministers were wronged, then barbarians knocked on the gates. The people are filled with sorrow! The army is weak, the battles are poorly fought, the people are restless, national calamity has begun—a sign of destruction! The question is, where does this destruction come from? The answer is: the court has changed hands, a clown has become emperor. His power and virtue are insufficient to govern the country, yet he indulges in selfish desires and bestial lusts. Therefore, he rejects the loyal and bribes the barbarians. Bribing the barbarians weakens his power, rejecting the loyal weakens his spirit—this is the path to destruction. Still relying on your own hands? How can you possibly enjoy it? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body, realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large-particle protrusions, closely matching the female physiological structure, providing a more realistic experience... The sensations are rhythmic and irresistible! Click to enter. Remembering

our ancestors, braving frost and dew, clearing thorns, to gain even a small piece of land.

Their descendants do not cherish it much, giving it away like discarded weeds.

Today they send ingenious tools, tomorrow provisions, the day after, they cede cities, loudly proclaiming that barbarians submit to the Celestial Dynasty, claiming that the ruler bestowing gifts upon his subjects is the way! Alas! They strengthen barbarian armies while slaughtering virtuous generals, preserving their imperial throne like drinking poison to quench thirst. Little do they know that those not of their own race will inevitably have different hearts. With virtuous generals dead and loyal ministers fallen, barbarians will surely rebel—a catastrophe for the land! Alas! They should use the power of bribing barbarians to reward the wise ministers of the world, and use the hearts of barbarians to honor the extraordinary talents of the world. With the ruler and ministers united, and benevolence prevailing throughout the land, what difficulty would there be in ruling? Alas! The fate of the nation is thwarted by selfish desires, leading to its destruction.

Lin Birou's voice, like a nightingale's, should have been delicate and charming, yet this article conveys a sense of unwavering resolve and a profound concern for the country and its people. Even spoken by a charming woman, it lacks any trace of effeminacy.

The article was written with fervor and indignation, its language imbued with a sense of fierce resolve. It first denounced Tie Lie's crimes, then praised the virtues and merits of Long Hui and others. Their crimes were merely sacrifices in the power transition; the root of all this lay with the current emperor's lack of virtue and ability, coupled with his fear of an unstable throne. Thus, he purged loyal ministers and generals to consolidate his power. The so-called submission of foreign tribes was merely a pretext for their own consolidation, a strategy to gain more benefits from Da Heng and strengthen themselves. Once Da Heng weakened, they would rebel again. Gao Hong's article further admonished the world not to forget past lessons and served as a warning to the court against doing foolish things that would please their enemies and harm their own people. Da Heng was not only embroiled in internal strife but was also giving away valuable resources to outsiders. If the foreign tribes rebelled, the nation would be in grave danger! Long Hui, after reading it, also felt a surge of indignation. Mu Xin'er praised him, saying, "Ling Yun, it's rare to find someone with such a heart. Thank you so much, Master's wife!"

Gao Hong coughed and said, "I will keep the Dean's teachings in mind... cough cough, I can still tell the difference between loyalty and treachery!"

Mu Xin'er smiled happily, "Good child, your father in heaven will be proud of you!"

"What a righteous and awe-inspiring article!"

Long Hui was also somewhat moved and thought to himself, "This article scolds Cang Shitian so harshly and is full of indignation. If it were to spread, it would at least make some upright officials think twice, and Cang Shitian's foundation would definitely be shaken... Could Bing'er have misjudged it?"

At this moment, a melodious laugh came from outside the door, and a beautiful woman in white came in with a smile. Behind her was a beautiful woman with a waist as slender as a snake. It was Chu Wanbing and Teng Ji.

"Master's wife, Bing'er is very happy to hear your voice. What happy event has happened?"

Chu Wanbing said sweetly, and affectionately took Mu Xin'er's arm.

Mu Xin'er smiled and said, "It was written by Ling Yun. It is righteous and inspiring. I was pleased to hear it from you, Master's wife!"

Chu Wanbing's eyes flashed and she smiled and said, "So it is the masterpiece of the top scholar Gao. May I borrow it to read?"

Gao Hong cupped his hands and said, "Sister-in-law, you are too kind. It is just a humble work and I am afraid that it will offend your eyes. I am not very learned, so it is a great honor to be able to see the work of the top scholar!"

Chu Wanbing smiled and took the Xuan paper from Lin Birou's hand. She read it carefully, nodded her head repeatedly, and praised it.

After reading it, Chu Wanbing held the paper with both hands and respectfully returned it to Gao Hong, thanking him, "Lord Gao, this article is truly sharp in its words, striking at the enemy's vitals. With such a divine article appearing in the world, our army's reputation is restored. I thank Lord Gao for assisting my husband!"

Gao Hong returned the greeting, saying, "Sister-in-law, you are too kind. Lingyun was merely doing what he should do."

Mu Xin'er smiled and said, "Bing'er, you are being too polite. Lingyun and Long Hui are not only classmates but also fellow townsmen, so helping each other is only natural!"

Chu Wanbing smiled and said, "Master's wife is absolutely right!"

Mu Xin'er glanced at Teng Ji and asked curiously, "May I ask how this sister is addressed?"

Chu Wanbing smiled and said, "Master's wife, let me introduce you. This is Elder Teng Ji, a master of poisons from our clan, who has come to remove the Gu poison from Lord Gao!"

Mu Xin'er was overjoyed.

Teng Ji walked over and said, "Lord Gao, please stick out your tongue so I can see it!"

Gao Hong did as she asked. After examining his tongue, Teng Ji flipped his eyelids and then checked his pulse.

After observing, listening, questioning, and feeling his pulse, Teng Ji walked aside, frowning in deep thought.

Mu Xin'er's heart trembled with anxiety. She wanted to ask about the result, but she was afraid of disturbing Teng Ji's contemplation, so she could only anxiously wait by her side.

After a moment, Teng Ji suddenly looked up, a smug glint in her eyes. Mu Xin'er, observing her expression, knew the outcome was clear and asked, "Elder Teng Ji, is there a way to cure Ling Yun's poison?"

Teng Ji smiled and said, "Madam Guo Yuan is quite right. Most of the Haotian Sect's poison techniques originate from the demon race. If we can't cure it, wouldn't we be a laughingstock!"

Chu Wanbing asked, "Aunt Teng, what poison has Lord Gao been poisoned with?"

Teng Ji said, "I think it should be the Nine Insects Devouring Heart Gu. This poison is made from eighty-one bloodthirsty poisonous insects. They are all placed in a jar and made to kill each other until only the last nine remain. These nine poisonous insects, having absorbed other poisons..." The insects' nutrients also contain their toxins, and these toxins are not simply added together, but rather eighty-one different types of toxins intertwined, resulting in eighty-one variations. These poisonous insects are inherently bloodthirsty. Once inside a living body, they will continuously travel along the blood vessels, eventually converging on the heart to live there and suck blood. Because they are small and consume little blood, they do not cause much harm to humans. However, once the Gu Master activates the Gu technique, the poisonous insects will rampage around the heart, releasing poison as they move. The suffering of the poisoned person is indescribable!

Hearing this, Mu Xin'er couldn't help but get goosebumps, covering her mouth and letting out a soft cry, feeling both disgusted and terrified.

Chu Wanbing said, "I have read about this kind of Gu poison in the clan's poison manual, but I have never seen it in person!"

Teng Ji laughed, "This kind of Gu poison is a work from hundreds of years ago. We don't use it anymore. Only those fools in the Haotian Sect are holding onto it like a treasure!"

Hearing this, Mu Xin'er felt relieved and said, "Then I will trouble you, Elder!"

Teng Ji smiled and produced a bottle, saying, "Lord Gao, although I have a way to cure the poison, the process will require you to endure some hardship!"

Gao Hong asked, "Elder, do you mean..." "How so?"

Teng Ji said, "Fight poison with poison. These nine worms, having taken up residence in your heart, can suck blood at any time. They've grown accustomed to this environment, and it's difficult to force them out using ordinary methods. The only way is to fight poison with poison. I will insert new Gu worms into your body. These Gu worms are ferocious and warlike, but I can control their movements. I will make them stay in your abdomen, where they will challenge and provoke the nine poisonous worms, drawing them into your stomach. Then, I will use the worms to kill the worms, and this poison will be cured!"

Insects and poison involved, Mu Xin... Mu Xin'er felt nauseous upon hearing this, her face turning deathly pale. She asked, "Elder Tengji... is this process dangerous?"

Tengji replied, "It might be dangerous for a typical poison master to handle, but with me personally overseeing it, there's absolutely no risk to your life. However, the detoxification process will be extremely painful."

Mu Xin'er asked, "How painful?"

Tengji said, "When the nine worms emerge from the heart, there will be heart pain. Then they travel along the blood vessels, causing pain wherever they go. Finally, they battle in the stomach, causing abdominal pain. These several rounds of torment will damage..." "If he loses his vital energy, he will fall seriously ill!"

Chu Wanbing frowned and said, "Lord Gao has just recovered from his serious injuries, how can he endure such torment?"

Teng Ji said, "Therefore, before the detoxification, he must take a large amount of tonics to strengthen his body and replenish his vital energy in order to resist the pain and avoid leaving any sequelae!"

Long Hui said, "Leave this matter to me, I will immediately order someone to prepare ginseng and lingzhi."

Chu Wanbing suddenly said, "No need, Mother just gave me two Yin-Yang Pills, which are much more useful than those ginseng!"

Teng Ji was suddenly stunned and showed a troubled expression.

Chu Wanbing asked, "Aunt Teng, isn't the Yin-Yang Pill effective enough?"

Teng Ji shook her head and said, "Not at all. The Yin-Yang Pill contains pure Yin and Yang energy. After taking it, it can enhance Yin and Yang energies, and even the most severe injuries can be healed."

Chu Wanbing smiled and said, "That's perfect then. It's just what Lord Gao needs to use to detoxify!"

Teng Ji sighed, "But this pill was specially made by Her Majesty for the young lady. As long as you take it and then cultivate with the Dragon Lord, you will benefit immensely. At the very least, you will gain ten years of cultivation, and at most, you will break through the acquired barrier in one fell swoop!"

Mu Xin'er was also shocked by such a precious medicine, but Chu Wanbing said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter. Lord Gao risked his life to help my army, how could I be stingy with this mere pill?"

After saying that, she stuffed it into Gao Hong's hand.

Gao Hong hurriedly declined, saying, "Sister-in-law, I absolutely cannot accept such a precious elixir!"

Chu Wanbing pushed it back, saying, "Lord Gao has gone through so much trouble to help my husband. This mere pill cannot repay your kindness. Besides, you are my husband's senior brother, and therefore my uncle. So please accept it!"

"How can Lingyun delay his sister-in-law's cultivation for this crippled body? Please take back the elixir!"

"Lord Gao, that's too formal!"

"If my sister-in-law still considers me her brother, then don't mention this matter again. Although I am a weak scholar, I will not be defeated by mere pain!"

Just as the two were pushing each other back and forth, Chu Wanbing turned to look at Mu Xin'er and said sweetly, "Master's wife, please persuade Lord Gao. I really can't convince him!"

Her tone was extremely charming and her eyes held a hint of pitifulness, making her extremely endearing.

Mu Xin'er paused slightly, then nodded to Gao Hong, saying, "Lingyun, since it's Bing'er's kind intention, please accept it!"

Gao Hong hesitated for a moment, then finally took the pill.

Teng Ji sighed helplessly, shaking her head as if regretting the precious medicine. She said, "In that case, please take the medicine first, Lord Gao, to replenish your vital energy so I can use the Gu to expel the poison!"

Gao Hong held the pill, a flicker in his eyes, but it vanished instantly. Without hesitation, he swallowed the pill.

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, it transformed into abundant vital energy. Gao Hong felt his dantian full, his pain gone, and his spirits high.

Even someone without medical knowledge could see that Gao Hong was in excellent condition, his breathing strong and his complexion rosy.

"Lingyun, how are you feeling?"

Mu Xin'er asked with concern.

Gao Hong exhaled, tried to stand up, stretched, and couldn't help but exclaim, "What a miraculous elixir! I feel full of energy, as if I had never been injured!"

Mu Xin'er finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Teng Ji smiled, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and said, "Lord Gao, are you ready?"

Gao Hong nodded and raised his head, saying, "Elder Teng Ji, please rest assured, I am fully prepared!"

Teng Ji took out a palm-sized bottle from her sleeve and said, "Lord Gao, please open your mouth!"

Gao Hong opened his lips, and Teng Ji tore open the bottle cap, whistled, and a dozen or so insects flew out, resembling locusts, and swiftly burrowed into Gao Hong's mouth. The

locust-like poisonous insects entered his mouth, then burrowed down his esophagus and into his stomach. Teng Ji activated her demonic magic, remotely controlling the poison, and the insects immediately hissed in his stomach, taunting the nine poisonous insects residing in his heart. As expected,

the nine venomous insects couldn't hold back any longer and burrowed out along the blood vessels in his heart. Gao Hong felt a piercing pain, cold sweat

pouring down his face, but he was also tough, gritting his teeth and not crying out. The nine insects burrowed out of his heart and continued to flow through his blood vessels. Every part of Gao Hong's body was in pain. Sharpness, numbness, burning, tearing... all kinds of pain followed one after another. His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs were bloodshot, purple veins bulged on his neck, and blue veins showed on his forehead.

"Ah!"

A heart-wrenching, deafening voice rang out. Gao Hong screamed, knelt on the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.

Mu Xin'er's eyes reddened, tears welled up, and she rushed over, hugging Gao Hong, and said softly, "Ling Yun, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, your master's wife is here, you can definitely hold on..."

This sudden change stunned everyone. A hint of anger flashed in Chu Wanbing's eyes, and her small fists clenched tightly.

A faint, warm fragrance wafted in, and Gao Hong gasped for breath, seemingly easing his pain slightly. At this moment, the nine worms had entered his stomach, battling against the poisonous insects laid by Teng Ji. They bit and vomited venom, but the poisons neutralized each other, causing no harm.

In the heat of the battle, both sides were consumed in the process. Gao Hong felt a churning in his stomach and vomited a foul-smelling, bluish-green liquid, in which more than a dozen worms could be seen wriggling.

Teng Ji smiled and said, "The poison has been expelled, Lord Gao, please rest assured."

Gao Hong raised his pale face and said, "Thank you...thank you!"

Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Mu Xin'er hurriedly went to help him, intending to help him to bed.

At this moment, Chu Wanbing stopped her, saying, "Master's wife, although Lord Gao is a scholar, he is still a man, and quite heavy. It would be difficult for you, a woman, to carry him. Why don't you let someone else do it?"

She then gave Long Hui a meaningful look.

Long Hui immediately summoned two soldiers who helped Gao Hong to bed to rest.

Mu Xin'er gazed at Gao Hong with bright eyes, and seeing that his breathing had stabilized, she breathed a sigh of relief, only then realizing that her clothes were soaked with sweat.

Chu Wanbing helped her up, saying softly, "Master's wife, don't worry. Lord Gao has taken the Yin-Yang Pill, and his vital energy is abundant. He'll be full of energy again in two or three days."

Mu Xin'er nodded, gratefully saying, "Bing'er, thank you."

Chu Wanbing smiled brightly, "Master's wife, you're too kind. You don't look well. Let Bing'er escort you back to your residence."

Mu Xin'er said, "Alright."

Helping Mu Xin'er out of the room, Chu Wanbing suddenly turned back and winked at Long Hui, a sly smile playing on her lips.

Seeing this, Long Hui also led the two beauties, Bi Yu, out.

After sending Mu Xin'er back to her residence and settling her in, Chu Wanbing cheerfully took out Gao Hong's article and had it printed and distributed. Whether it was posting notices or distributing leaflets, it quickly spread throughout Jinling.

"It won't be long before this top scholar's essay is known throughout the country. Hehe, I want to see how Cang Shitian reacts!"

Chu Wanbing, along with Long Hui, Yu Wuhen, and Lin Birou, rode back to their residence in a carriage. Her jade-like face was smiling, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Long Hui, with Lin Birou and Yu Wuhen on his arms, asked, "Bing'er, what mischief are you up to now? Confess quickly, or you'll face the family rules!"

Yu Wuhen also spoke up, "Bing'er, I think the pill you gave Gao Hong seems to have a really good effect. Didn't you used to dislike him? Why did you give him this elixir?"

Chu Wanbing's eyes flickered with allure, and she covered her mouth with a coquettish smile, "It is indeed a very good pill. With a little guidance of qi, it can clear the meridians and regulate qi, greatly benefiting the body!"

She suddenly drew out the last word, her charming eyes smiling even more, sweet as if about to drip water.

The little vixen was becoming more and more like her mother. Unless she was in love, the stronger her allure, the more terrifying the consequences...

Long Hui shuddered at the sight.

Chu Wanbing, her allure fading, leaned closer, her breath sweet as orchids, and said, "Good brother, let's not go home yet, okay? Bing'er needs your help."

Although they were an old married couple, Long Hui couldn't resist the girl's temptation and agreed without hesitation.

In the magnificent golden-roofed tent on the northern border, the Iron-Blooded Khan Agubixiao and three Western Regions men sat in the lower seats, while high above them sat Huangtian Maya, who bore the title of Imperial Preceptor. These three Western Regions men were the kings of the Purple Gold Kingdom, the Great Luo Kingdom, and the Snow Eagle Kingdom—the three strongest kingdoms in the Western Regions. Yet, like Agubixiao, they all looked at the person seated high above with respect and fear—the avatar of the evil god, Huangtian Maya.

"How is the battle going?"

Huangtian Maya asked coldly.

The King of Zijin replied, "Your Majesty, reinforcements from Liaodong have arrived, along with the dragon warships from Jiangnan!"

Huangtian Maya was quite satisfied and sneered, "Just as I predicted, that brat surnamed Long really couldn't hold back. He wants to protect Jiangnan and also defend Iron Wall Pass; he wants to have it all. I'll make sure he loses everything!"

At this point, his face darkened, and he asked, "Is the Qingyu River properly prepared?"

The King of Daluo replied, "Your Majesty, rest assured, we have already cut off the central river channel and laid ambushes on both sides. As soon as they enter the narrow section, we will surely be able to ..." "Let those vermin turn into salted fish!"

Huangtian Maya laughed. "Without the river, I'll see how these dragons unleash their power! Everyone talks about phoenix marrow and dragon liver; after our great victory, we'll taste the dragon liver ourselves!"

The four replied, "Our Holy Lord is valiant; our army will surely win!"

Just then, a messenger returned with a report: "Report! The enemy has abandoned their ships and is marching on foot towards our defensive line!" Huangtian Maya's face darkened. He grunted and asked, "Who is the enemy general?"

The soldier replied, "His chess piece has the character 'Yue' on it, and the commander is a dark-skinned man riding a giant bear!"

Huangtian Maya waved his hand, signaling him to leave, and said, "Wang Dong and Liang Ming are that kid's right and left hands. I thought they would be leading the troops to the rescue this time, but it turns out it was that black-faced Yue Biao!"

Agubixiao asked curiously, "Holy Lord, what's the difference?"

Huangtian Maya shook his head and said, "There's a big difference. If it were Wang Dong and Liang Ming, or the original generals of Iron Wall Pass, they would definitely rush back when they learned that their old territory was in danger. Moreover, relying on the help of the evil dragon, they are invincible on both waterways and land. Over time, they have become arrogant. They certainly wouldn't have expected that I would be here." The Qingyu River's plan was a perfect opportunity to deliver themselves to their doom. However, with Yue Biao in command, the situation was quite different. Firstly, he wasn't a former general of Tiebi Pass, so he wouldn't be swayed by emotions. Secondly, this man was shrewd beneath his rough exterior, a true military genius. Having him lead the army would be a major headache!

Huangtian Maya was an incarnation of Cang Shitian, and his thinking and calculations were extremely terrifying. He even considered the loyalty of the former Tiebi Pass troops to their homeland, and thus devised this plan to cut off the river and slay the dragon. Unfortunately, he happened to encounter Yue Biao as the commander, who noticed the clues from the changes in the riverbank soil and avoided the trap in advance.

King Snow Eagle rose and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. Our army is large and well-equipped; these mere bandits are no match for us. Let me deal with them!"

Huangtian Maya nodded and said, "Very well. Then King Snow Eagle will be in charge. I will give you twenty more sun-shooting crossbows. I hope you can bring me good news later!"

King Snow Eagle acknowledged the order and then went out of the tent to muster his troops. His Snow Eagle Kingdom had thirteen smaller kingdoms under its command, each with about two thousand soldiers, plus his own twenty thousand elite troops. With great momentum, he pointed his whip and led his army to intercept and kill the Dragonscale Army.

King Snow Eagle led his army down the Qingyu River and happened to encounter the Dragonscale Army after they landed. So he adopted a flanking maneuver, attacking from both sides and then encircling them from the center.

A dark-faced man riding a giant bear and wielding a battle axe appeared at the front of the Dragonscale Army. He shouted loudly and led his army to charge towards the Snow Eagle Army. The two sides quickly became embroiled in battle.

Yue Biao cleaved three Western Region soldiers in two with a single axe stroke, then casually slapped White-Browed Bear: "A-Yong, kill them!"

White-Browed Bear swept his palm across, killing or wounding them like fallen leaves.

The Dragon Scale Army followed closely, cavalry charging left and right, infantry advancing steadily. Though outnumbered, they showed no sign of weakness.

Linghu Da and Ma Yi each led their own troops to cover Yue Biao's flank. Linghu Da shouted, "Ironclad Battalion, hold them off! Crossbow Battalion, kill those bastards!"

With the order given, everyone was of one mind. Ironclad armor provided protection, and crossbows were the weapons, turning the left flank into a battlefield, making it difficult for the Western Region troops to advance even an inch.

On the right, Ma Yi also used ironclad armor as a shield, firing crossbows in volleys, trying to eliminate the enemy at a distance.

Although the small kingdom under King Xueying was called a kingdom, its population and area were only equivalent to some small counties in Daheng. It was no match for the battle-hardened Longlin Army, and they were routed at the first engagement, allowing Yue Biao to roam the battlefield as if it were empty. With

the defeat evident in King Xueying's army, he sounded the retreat. Yue Biao and his men pursued them relentlessly, slaughtering eight thousand enemies along the way.

His personal guards fought desperately to protect him, and King Xueying finally managed to escape behind an earthen wall. Enraged, he shouted, "Use the Sun-Shooting Crossbows!"

Dozens of long crossbows, six and a half feet long and supported by triangular wooden frames, were immediately erected on the earthen wall. These were the very crossbow bolts that had caused the Shuofeng garrison so much trouble.

The crossbows fired in rapid succession, piercing through iron armor and shields, killing several soldiers of the Ironclad Battalion. King Xueying recognized Yue Biao's dark face and ordered his men to aim the crossbows at him, firing a barrage of arrows to take his life.

The crossbow bolts hurtled through the air, and Yue Biao hurriedly swung his axe to parry. But upon contact, his entire arm went numb from the shock, and after taking three more arrows, his whole body ached terribly.

"These crossbow bolts are not to be fought head-on!"

The enemy had the advantage of terrain and powerful bows, so Yue Biao quickly sounded the retreat, leading his men out of the battle line to regroup and find a way to defeat them.

In the third installment of "Playing in the Mortal World ,"

the carriage arrived at the back door of a restaurant. Chu Wanbing knocked on the door with a secret signal, and within moments two beautiful women came out to greet her—the two flower fairies from the previous encounter.

"Your Highness, everything is ready!"

the flower fairies reported.

Chu Wanbing was quite satisfied. She led her husband and sisters inside, asking as they went, "Did that nun confess?" The flower fairy replied, "That nun is very stubborn and won't say anything!"

Another flower fairy asked, "Your Majesty, why not use severe torture on that nun?"

Chu Wanbing smiled and said, "That nun is too beautiful; if she's injured, she won't look good."

The flower fairy was somewhat puzzled, but Chu Wanbing didn't explain further and ordered, "Quickly send experts to protect Lady Guoyuan and monitor Gao Hong!"

The flower fairy nodded in agreement.

Long Hui asked, "Bing'er, what are you up to?"

Chu Wanbing took his arm and laughed, "Of course, it's to let my husband show off his Panlong Fufeng True Qi!"

Long Hui stroked her tender face and teased, "Who will you use it on? You, Bing'er?"

Chu Wanbing punched him lightly and laughed, "You dare! I'll teach you a lesson!"

Lin Birou laughed, "If my husband really uses this technique, it's hard to say who will beat whom!"

Chu Wanbing glared at her and spat, "You vixen, be careful that one day this little thief turns you into an idiot who only knows his crotch!"

Seeing that no one was around, Lin Birou grinned and said, "Being able to be next to my husband's crotch for a lifetime would be a blessing!"

One was naturally alluring, and the other was incredibly flirtatious. Once they started talking, they could say anything, which made Yu Wuhen suffer, blushing with embarrassment.

Seeing the two sluts getting increasingly vulgar, Long Hui pinched each of their round buttocks, causing them to cry out in pain and quiet down a bit.

Reaching the side chamber of the dungeon, Chu Wanbing moved a mechanism on the wall, revealing a hole through which the entire dungeon could be seen. There, Du Hongchen sat cross-legged on a futon, chanting scriptures with her eyes closed, her expression serene, not at all like a prisoner.

Long Hui couldn't help but wonder how Little Phoenix could allow this nun to live so peacefully.

Chu Wanbing seemed to sense his confusion and explained, "That stinky nun caused me a lot of suffering, so I can't let her off easily. But ordinary methods would be too lenient on her. It's better to tame her so she'll submit willingly and become my servant!"

Yu Wuhen frowned and said, "This nun's will is extremely strong. I'm afraid she won't yield even to tortures like being in a forest of knives or boiling oil."

Chu Wanbing said, "That's why I asked our Dragon Lord husband to take action."

After saying that, she glanced at Long Hui and said sourly, "You lecher, you've really gotten off easy this time. If you hadn't tamed this stinky nun into obedience, I'd see if I'd let you into the house again!"

Lin Birou laughed and said, "I'm afraid someone might be tempted to sneak into my husband's room!"

Chu Wanbing blushed and reached out to tickle her, laughing and scolding, "You vixen, you dare to laugh at me? I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Lin Birou giggled, and the two women started playfully fighting.

Long Hui was somewhat helpless with his two playful and mischievous wives, who seemed to thrive on chaos. He gave a wry smile and left the side room.

Unlocking the cell door, Long Hui pushed it open and entered. The room was surprisingly quiet and elegant, with an incense burner emitting a faint scent of sandalwood. It looked more like a meditation room than a prison cell.

"What on earth is that little vixen Bing'er up to? Just a while ago she was saying she'd send this nun to entertain guests, and now she's being treated to all sorts of good food and drink?" Long Hui was completely baffled. Suppressing his doubts, he looked up at the nun sitting cross-legged on the prayer mat. Du Hongchen was wearing a crimson celestial robe and skirt; the torn garment the little vixen had ripped had been mended, revealing not a trace of sensuality. She held prayer beads, her eyes closed, seemingly meditating, her countenance solemn.

Long Hui snorted softly, crossed his arms, and stood quietly to one side, his eyes narrowed with a cold smile as he gazed at her.

Long Hui's gaze, imbued with some mysterious power, directly entered Du Hongchen's heart. Her calm, expressionless face seemed startled, a strange expression flashing across it. Her voluptuous body trembled slightly, and her eyes turned towards the figure.

"It's been a long time. How have you been, Abbess?"

Long Hui asked with a smile, his words carrying a hint of frivolity. Du Hongchen sneered, "Thanks to your blessing, I've been doing very well thanks to your wife!"

Long Hui said, "In that case, I'm relieved!"

Long Hui's words seemed abrupt, yet they were subtly pointed, sending a chill down Du Hongchen's spine.

Long Hui sensed her unease and immediately understood Little Phoenix's intention. Although Du Hongchen's Zen cultivation was not as strong as Bai Lian's, her willpower was extremely strong. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to withstand the deep scrutiny of the Xuanmei Soul-Stealing Technique. Therefore, even if Chu Wanbing really forced her to entertain guests, at most, it would only break down part of her resistance in the initial stage. Once she regained her senses, she would regain her composure. Therefore, Chu Wanbing did not intend to deal with her in the usual way, but rather to slowly and indirectly weaken her.

At first, the little phoenix threatened her with entertaining guests, then she treated her to good food and drink, which only made her more suspicious and unpredictable.

The fear of the unknown is the true fear. Seeing the glint in Du Hongchen's eyes, Long Hui finally understood the little phoenix's true intentions. Since his little wife had paved the way for him, he would simply follow suit.

"Master, what scriptures have you been chanting lately?"

Long Hui asked casually.

Du Hongchen remained silent, employing a silent meditation.

Long Hui looked at Du Hongchen with a half-smile and said, "Master, are you still a virgin?"

This question would be extremely abrupt and rude, even to a prostitute, let alone a nun, yet it came with a shocking edge. Du Hongchen had already prepared how to deal with Long Hui's interrogation and coercion; she was prepared to grit her teeth and endure even torture and poisonous words. But she hadn't expected Long Hui to utter such a nonsensical and vulgar remark, which infuriated her and nearly caused her to lose her composure.

Long Hui's hand reached out and brazenly caressed Du Hongchen's cheek, his rough palm kneading her full, smooth face with varying pressure.

Du Hongchen had never been treated so lightly before. She opened her mouth to stop Long Hui, shouting angrily, "You lecherous man, stop!"

As she spoke, her body stiffened slightly, and she instinctively shrank back, trying to dodge.

But Long Hui, without any hesitation, forcefully pulled her head back, holding it tightly.

"Where does Master want my hand to stay?"

Long Hui pressed his advantage, twisting the meaning of her words to make her stop, leaving his hand glued to Du Hongchen's delicate face, as if he were "staying" there.

Du Hongchen hurriedly tried to push him away, but her powers were sealed by the three great innate masters of the demon race, making her no different from a weak woman. How could she possibly overcome Long Hui's strength? She couldn't help but blush with anxiety, adding a touch of beauty to her fair cheeks.

Long Hui's hand slid down the back of her head, gripping her snowy neck and forcefully pulling her face close. He sneered, "Master, tell me, where should my hand reside?"

Du Hongchen's eyes welled with tears, and she screamed hatefully, "In a tomb!"

Long Hui chuckled, "Isn't the Master a tomb for those who sleep eternally?"

His fingers moved downwards, slipping under her elegant neck and collar, secretly channeling the secret technique of the Room Star Technique to soothe her genitals.

Du Hongchen felt an endless flow of heat emanating from those fingers, a tingling, warm sensation wherever they touched, an indescribable, strange comfort.

Long Hui leaned close to her cheek and took a deep breath, chuckling, "Master's body smells so good, are you hiding a sachet in your bosom?"

Du Hongchen's heart pounded, her throat was dry, but her eyes remained sharp. She took a deep breath and reached for Long Hui's eyes with both hands, attempting a final act of resistance and struggle.

To Long Hui, her movements were as slow as a tortoise. With a gentle

exhale of his inner energy, he sent her flying. Whoosh! Du Hongchen was thrown back by the internal force, letting out a soft cry as her jade-like back slammed against the wall, causing her to see stars.

"Master, are you alright?"

Long Hui reached out and grasped her rounded left arm, lifting her up. Du Hongchen was in excruciating pain, her muscles weak, and half her body was pressed against Long Hui, her soft, supple body swaying gently.

Long Hui couldn't help but tease her, "Master, although I helped you up, there's no need for such a grand gesture, throwing yourself into my arms like that."

"Let go, you lecher!"

Du Hongchen struggled frantically, but Long Hui had already used a hidden technique, skillfully immobilizing her. No matter how much she thrashed about, she couldn't escape his grasp. Her body was already weak, and her struggles were negligible, almost like a coquettish act, her voluptuous body rubbing against Long Hui.

In the side room, the three women harbored different thoughts. Yu Wuhen, her cheeks flushed, sat shyly alone in the corner, head bowed, fiddling with the hem of her clothes. But everything in the secret room was imprinted in her mind. Lin Birou was watching through a hidden hole, thoroughly enjoying herself. Her lips moved slightly, as if cheering for Long Hui.

"Birou, have you seen enough?"

Chu Wanbing pouted and pushed her, scolding, "It's my turn!"

Lin Birou waved her hand and said, "Watch a little longer, until my husband uses the Panlong Fufeng True Qi... Ah..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chu Wanbing pushed her away. The little phoenix immediately rushed to the hidden hole to peek at the situation in the secret room. She was also extremely curious about this Panlong Fufeng True Qi.

Lin Birou pleaded, "Bing'er, let them see too."

Chu Wanbing pointed to the wall and said, "Oh dear, stop arguing, just dig a hole yourself!"

Lin Birou sighed, flicked her jade-like finger at the wall brick, and immediately made another hidden hole, peering through it as well.

As soon as she opened the hole, she saw Du Hongchen gasping for breath, her body convulsing and stiff, a sickly flush rising to her cheeks, her eyes misty with tears.

"Ha...ha...ah..."

Du Hongchen gasped, pushing and shoving Long Hui, but her meridians burned with a searing heat, a tingling, numb, and weak sensation, her strength waning, her movements more like supporting Long Hui.

Du Hongchen felt her lower body growing increasingly hot, her solemn crimson robe feeling as if thousands of ants were crawling on it, giving her an urge to immediately strip naked.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha... Namo Amitabha Buddha..."

Du Hongchen tried to suppress her lust by chanting sutras, but to no avail. Long Hui breathed into her ear and said, "Master, you have no Buddha in your heart, why keep chanting Amitabha Buddha?"

The hot breath from the man's mouth penetrated her ear and entered her heart, causing a surge of heat to build within Du Hongchen.

Long Hui's hand reached directly to her chest, immediately touching a plump, soft, and smooth mound of flesh—fragrant breasts like cotton. He slowly exhaled a warm, sticky stream of true energy from his tiger's mouth, which penetrated her heart and spread through her meridians.

Du Hongchen felt as if her body was melting; the flesh on her chest was like cheese melting in hot water, slowly expanding, her breasts swelling as if filled with milk.

"No...no..."

Du Hongchen kept telling herself to control herself, but her body wouldn't listen. Her legs began to rub together, and a bulge slowly formed between her thighs, its color deepening. A damp heat seeped out, and her body trembled uncontrollably. This feeling only occurred when she practiced the Joyful Meditation with Bo Xun. How could she be so pathetic in front of this brat?

A lewd image flashed through Du Hongchen's mind: she was tearing open her bra, revealing her breasts; she was unbuckling her belt, exposing her pubic area... Du Hongchen was utterly ashamed. While there was still a sliver of clarity left in her mind, she bit her tongue, trying to end it all.

Long Hui had already injected his true energy into her body. He knew every change in her blood, meridians, and muscles. Before Du Hongchen could even close her teeth, Long Hui grabbed her chin and pressed down on her Chengjiang acupoint.

This acupoint, also known as Tianchi, is responsible for clenching the lips and teeth. Once it was pressed, her lips involuntarily parted, and Du Hongchen couldn't even bite her tongue.

Long Hui grasped Du Hongchen's breast through her clothes with one hand, pinching her nipple with his thumb and forefinger, sometimes hard and sometimes light. Du Hongchen felt extremely ashamed. The pain and numbness in her nipple made her feel powerless. Long Hui used his secret technique again, grabbing her hip with his other hand.

"Ah! You...stop!"

Attacked from both above and below at the same time, Du Hongchen completely lost her composure, desperately twisting her body, hoping to get rid of the three men's entanglement. Long Hui's hand pinched one of her large breasts, his fingers sinking deep into the breast, sometimes flattening and sometimes rounding, like a large glutinous rice ball.

"Master, your breasts are so plump and luscious, it's such a waste to spend them in this life of quiet contemplation!"

Long Hui chuckled, blowing air into her ear while his hand, caressing her jade-like hips, didn't let up. He pinched her vulva hard with two fingers, and a sticky, plump fluid wet his fingertips.

"Oh... ah... ah... ah ah!"

Du Hongchen convulsed, pleasure surging from her lower body. At the same time, her slender waist twisted, and her lower abdomen began to throb with pleasure.

Long Hui felt the jade vulva in his hand begin to swell, so he inserted a finger. Even through her clothes, he could feel the tight suction of the clam lips. Crystalline clam juice seeped from the mouth. The thin fabric was no match for the man's intrusion. The more his finger stirred, the more the Fu Feng True Qi that had entered her body slowly condensed in her lower abdomen. Du Hongchen's vulva became increasingly hot, as if her jade palace was melting, and her honey-like fluid gushed out like a fountain.

Du Hongchen's delicate body trembled uncontrollably, her beautiful eyes rippling like mist, her alluring gaze radiating a captivating charm. She was never a person of steadfast Zen resolve; on the contrary, she disregarded monastic rules and engaged in a passionate affair with her former lover, practicing dual cultivation of the Joyful Zen. Her body was already extremely mature and seductive. The fact that she could withstand the Panlong Fufeng True Qi for so long was already remarkable.

As the Fufeng True Qi coursed through her, Du Hongchen's body became numb and weak, utterly exhausted, panting repeatedly, "Stop...stop it..."

The nun's face was alluring and captivating. Long Hui seemed to be intoxicated by this shy beauty as well. He gently lifted her delicate chin with his fingertips, tilting her radiant face upwards. Gazing into her alluring and dreamy eyes, he deeply kissed her soft, cherry-like lips, savoring their fragrant nectar.

First, she was subjected to Long Hui's domineering teasing and humiliation, and now she was being treated with tenderness. Du Hongchen's emotions fluctuated wildly, her mind reeling. Her body was so limp it almost melted into a pool of spring water. She leaned softly against Long Hui's chest, her lips

slightly parted, allowing him to savor her sweet saliva. After a long while, their lips parted slightly… a glistening drop of saliva clung to her hot, tender lips, swaying with the nun's rapid, hot breaths.

Oh no, how could I do this with him! Du Hongchen was able to catch her breath, her mind returning slightly. She was immediately filled with shame, anger, and remorse. Her snow-white cheeks, already flushed with desire, now gained even more color.

Long Hui laughed, "Master's kissing skills are quite superb. It seems you've mastered the Joyful Zen!"

His teasing, caressing voice seemed to bewitch her, causing Du Hongchen's already clear mind to drift again. Her gaze was gradually replaced by burning desire, her eyes gleaming with intense longing.

Suddenly, Long Hui shoved her away, and Du Hongchen stumbled and fell to the ground, her plump buttocks hitting the ground and creating ripples. She bit her lip and groaned in pain.

Long Hui sighed, "Master, my fortune is too shallow; I am truly unable to practice the Joyful Meditation Method with you." He then turned and left.

Du Hongchen gasped for breath, her high, firm breasts heaving. She gritted her teeth and said, "You lecher, get away from me... ooh... hmm!"

Before she could finish speaking, a strange heat rushed to her chest, making her pores open in pleasure, causing her to groan incessantly.

The Fu Feng True Qi was fermenting within her body, baking and steaming every inch of her skin, giving her an urge to rush over and embrace Long Hui... No, I must not yield to this lecher! The Sect Leader will soon be reborn from the ashes; I must hold on! Du Hongchen couldn't shake her resolve, but her body was beyond her control. Her muscles and bones felt numb, her lower abdomen burned with heat, and her groin was wet and sticky, the pubic hair clinging tightly to her crotch, causing her great discomfort. Moreover, her vulva was constantly releasing fluids, the wetness spreading from her hips down her buttocks, soaking a large patch of her skirt. If she stood up, a puddle of water, like incontinence, would appear on the floor.

Fine beads of sweat seeped out, her fragrant body becoming even more alluring and sweet, like a steamed sweet cake, melting in her mouth, a delicious taste lingering on her lips and teeth, unforgettable.

Long Hui walked step by step towards the door, his soft footsteps a torment to her, slowly eroding her last shred of composure and dignity.

"Nun, farewell!"

Long Hui slowly pushed open the cell door, about to leave. Du Hongchen trembled, crying out, "No...don't go!" She then struggled to her feet and lunged at Long Hui, leaving a pool of glistening water where she had sat. With each step she took, honey-like dew dripped from her ankles, soaking her silk stockings and embroidered shoes.

Almost instinctively, Du Hongchen grabbed Long Hui's sleeve, her eyes brimming with tears. Long Hui chuckled, turned around, and pinched one of her full, plump breasts, laughing, "Nun, are you trying to offer me your body as a sacrifice?"

Du Hongchen was slightly taken aback, thinking, "Damn it, what am I doing!"

She bit her tongue hard, using the pain to awaken her consciousness.

She spat out a mouthful of blood and snorted, "You, Long...you won't submit to me!"

Long Hui forcefully kneaded her plump breast, squeezing and pinching it as if an iron clamp was crushing the tender flesh in his palm.

"Ah...it hurts! It hurts! Let go!"

The nun, already exhausted from the torture, immediately cried out in agony, begging for mercy. Her voluptuous body trembled with pain, her hands weakly pushing against the large hand's ravaging. The intense pain in her breasts further fueled the heat within her body, causing Du Hongchen's lower abdomen to convulse. Her flower bottom loosened, and her honeyed fluid gushed out as if she had lost control of her bladder, filling the room with a sweet and sour, lewd smell.

"I never imagined that such a dignified nun could be so wanton at heart. The lewd fluid you exude has quite a strong smell!"

Long Hui said with a grin, continuing to undermine her defenses.

Du Hongchen's eyes were filled with seductive allure, tears welling up and streaming down her cheeks. These weren't tears of sorrow, but rather tears of passion burning within her. She gasped, "No...no...please, please stop!" Long Hui's face darkened, and he demanded sharply, "Speak! Have you submitted yet?!" His

harsh interrogation was like a whip, lashing fiercely at the woman's already crumbling composure and self-respect.

Du Hongchen hesitated, stunned. Long Hui chuckled coldly, flicked his sleeve, and left, closing the cell door behind him without looking back.

In the side room, Chu Wanbing was utterly bewildered. Logically, this lustful husband would never let go of this tempting prey, yet he turned and left after arousing Du Hongchen's desire. If he had gone any further, Du Hongchen would surely be begging him for his favor.

"What is this little thief plotting?!"

Chu Wanbing was puzzled and muttered to herself.

Lin Birou raised her head, frowned, and said, "Bing'er, could it be that husband is playing hard to get?"

At this moment, Long Hui walked back to the side room, coughed, and said, "My three beautiful ladies, let's go home!"

Chu Wanbing was taken aback and asked curiously, "Are you really planning to leave like this?"

Long Hui shrugged and asked in return, "What else? My wife only asked me to use the Subduing Phoenix True Qi, she didn't tell me anything else."

Lin Birou asked timidly, "Husband, is it because we're here... that you can't enjoy yourself? Or, we can go out and wait for you."

Long Hui felt like he was being taken to a brothel, and then that person had the audacity to ask if he was satisfied and if he wanted to stay a little longer? "Forget it, no need. Let's go home."

Long Hui tugged at the two women, Bing Rou and the other, who were still in a daze, and said, "Although the nun is somewhat beautiful, how can she compare to my wives? I'm not foolish enough to abandon delicacies for simple meals!"

In truth, Long Hui wasn't very interested in Du Hongchen. After his entanglement with the nun, he hadn't felt much of arousal. His initial teasing and coercion were merely official business.

Although Du Hongchen was stunningly beautiful and incredibly alluring when aroused, he already had all sorts of women around him—seductive, alluring, mature, shy, elegant… and he also had the two tempting phoenixes, Da Feng and Xiao Feng. He had tasted all the beauties in the world, so compared to them, Du Hongchen was practically a useless piece of meat.

Chu Wanbing sensed their intentions and was delighted. She laughed and said, "That's fine. That nun is incredibly shameless. If my husband really sleeps with her, we sisters will feel terrible. Since that's the case, let that slut whine in the dungeon. Come back in a few days, and I don't believe she'll still be so stubborn!"

Lin Birou's eyes darted around, and she chuckled, "Then why not put aphrodisiacs in her food and tea? Come back in a few days and see what she looks like!"

Chu Wanbing thought this was a very satisfying idea and clapped her hands, laughing, "Birou, this is a brilliant plan! Next time, I'll make that stinky nun call us 'Grandma'!"

Long Hui felt a chill run down his spine. When the little vixen got serious, she was capable of any ruthless method, just like when she dealt with the Thousand-Faced Gentleman. Her methods were incredibly varied and vicious. Now, with Lin Birou, a woman full of wicked schemes, even he didn't know what the consequences would be.

"Good heavens, this is terrible! I'll have to take good care of this little tyrant Bing'er from now on, or she might give me a taste of her own medicine one day..."

Thinking this, Long Hui couldn't help but swallow hard.

A large section of the Qingyu River, which supplies water to Iron Wall Pass and the eight major military towns, had dried up. Ahead of the dried-up section was a river embankment, built by tens of thousands of men under the orders of Huangtian Maya, working day and night during the cold winter. It was sturdy and thick, with three large sluice gates and twelve small sluice gates controlling the flow of the river, diverting the main channel's water to the surrounding areas, thus cutting off a large section of the river.

The Hu soldiers from the Northern Western Regions defended themselves against the walls, using crossbows for protection. Those Sun-Shooting Crossbows were as powerful as the Heaven-Shaking Crossbows, but possessed a flexibility that the Heaven-Shaking Crossbows lacked. They had virtually no blind spots in their range, and whether the Longlin Army charged head-on or advanced by flanking maneuvers, they were all repelled, suffering considerable casualties.

Furthermore, the allied forces of the alien races had built a dam across the Qingyu River, cutting off the water flow and preventing the Jiaolong fleet from approaching to provide support. Yue Biao and his men were at a loss for what to do and had no choice but to retreat five miles to rest and seek a better strategy to defeat the enemy.

They discussed for most of the night but could not come up with a good plan. The enemy had numerous earthen walls and bunkers, strongholds all around the Qingyu River basin, and with the river cut off, the Longlin Army was practically unable to move an inch.

Yue Biao felt stuffy in the tent and went outside for some fresh air. The cold wind of the northern frontier was biting at night, and even with his thick skin, he felt uncomfortable and sneezed several times. He turned to go back, but his foot slipped, and he stumbled, almost falling.

Yue Biao cursed, "Damn it, why is the ground so slippery? Which brat peed on the ground like that!"

His skinny bodyguard, Xiao Liu, said, "Master Yue, this isn't urine, it's frost formed from the moisture of the Qingyu River."

Yue Biao asked curiously, "It's already mid-April, how can there still be frost?"

Xiao Liu replied, "The weather in the Northern Frontier is not like that in the Jiangnan region. Even in May or June, there will still be frost. This is only the thawing period; it will get colder in a few days."

Yue Biao frowned and asked, "The thawing period? Why didn't we see any ice when we came?"

Xiao Liu explained, "That's near the Liaodong section of the river. The Qingyu River has a narrow section, and the two ends of this narrow section have different vapor formations..." The cold air near the north wind was extremely intense, and the freezing period was longer, so the ice didn't begin to thaw until April. Normally, in March, the Qingyu River was still half-frozen and half-watered, with a slow flow, which is why those barbarians were able to so easily block the riverbed.

Yue Biao's heart tightened, and he raised his hand, saying, "Tell me, when will the Qingyu River thaw?"

Xiao Liu, a soldier from the northern frontier, knew the local climate like the back of his hand and said, "According to past practice, the spring floods should begin in three days!"

Yue Biao slapped his thigh, laughed loudly, and gave Xiao Liu a bear hug: "You little rascal, you reminded me, hahaha..."

He was so excited that Xiao Liu could hardly breathe.

The surrounding soldiers were stunned, all staring at the two men embracing.

"Quickly go and fetch Generals Linghu Da and Ma Yi!"

Yue Biao shouted at the top of his lungs.

The three-day deadline had passed, and the spring floods of the Qingyu River had arrived. The river water had surged considerably, its current extremely rapid, constantly pounding against the riverbanks. Fortunately, the riverbanks were sturdy and held firm.

Furthermore, the newly dug diversion channels alleviated the pressure of the river water, keeping the riverbanks stable.

Yue Biao mustered his troops and launched another attack on the Snow Eagle King's defenses, but this time he only surrounded the area without engaging in direct combat. The Snow Eagle King grew impatient and sent three thousand cavalry to challenge them. However, the Dragonscale Army retreated at the first contact, constantly retreating until they reached the vicinity of the Flood Dragon Fleet. Just

as the land battle was turning against them, a purple light suddenly appeared above the dried-up river channel, and a handsome figure arrived with a graceful, scholarly air—it was none other than Zong Yixiao, whom they hadn't seen in a long time.

Zong Yixiao's arrival was sudden, and coupled with Yue Biao's feigned attack drawing away most of the troops, the area around the riverbanks was inevitably vulnerable.

The arrow towers near the riverbank immediately attacked Zong Yixiao, hurling countless arrows and fireballs. Zong Yixiao neither dodged nor evaded, but instead brushed them aside with his sleeves, using softness to neutralize force, moving gracefully through the gaps, displaying the demeanor of a refined scholar.

Zong Yixiao laughed heartily, "A mere earthen wall dares to try and stop our righteous army!"

As he spoke, he flicked his scholar's robe, and several bags of explosives fell from the sky. He used his soft, skillful strength to make the explosives stick perfectly to the riverbank wall.

The scholar flipped his palm and gathered his inner energy, and the Purple Yang True Fire fell from the air. A deafening roar followed, and a series of explosions blasted a breach in the riverbank. The long-accumulated river water seemed to have found an outlet, surging forth like a stampede of ten thousand horses, forcefully breaching the entire embankment with a deafening roar.

Originally, to more effectively dam the river, the dike was built at its narrowest point. Now, with the dike collapsed and the spring floods raging, the river roared like a mad beast, not only filling the original channel but also surging onto the banks, crashing and submerging the surrounding arrow towers and earthen walls.

Seeing this, Zong Yixiao leaped into the air and fled.

Running back, he encountered the Dragon Scale Army fleet, where Yue Biao stood at the bow. He lowered the deck.

Yue Biao bowed in thanks, "Thank you for your help, Pavilion Master Zong!"

Zong Yixiao returned the bow, saying, "I was merely doing my duty. General Yue's feint attack is truly admirable. Without losing a single soldier, you dismantled the enemy's defenses and allowed the fleet to advance unimpeded."

Reaching the narrowest part of the river, the fleet could only enter one boat at a time, making it difficult to deploy their formation. Everyone immediately became extremely vigilant. Yue Biao laughed, "No need to be nervous. Once in the water, the dragon will be invincible. No matter what ambush the enemy sets, it will be useless!"

"Beware of complacency! Pride

comes before a fall!" Just then, a cold laugh rang out. The voice seemed to come from afar, yet it was as clear as if it were right next to his ear. Yue Biao looked up and saw a man in golden robes walking gracefully across the turbulent river. His gait was light and effortless, as if he were taking a stroll.

Zong Yixiao's face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "This person's cultivation is not bad. General Yue, leave this formation to me!" The newcomer

was Huangtian Maya. He took three light steps, his body like a ghost, and approached with lightning speed, about to climb onto the bow deck.

The tugboat dragon would not allow him to get close. It opened its mouth to bite, but Huangtian Maya's body swayed, and its dragon teeth missed their mark.

Enraged by its missed attack, the dragon shrank its neck, arched its body, and lunged forward to bite the evil god's avatar again. However, Huangtian Maya raised his palm and struck out with unparalleled scorching wind, aiming precisely at the dragon's eyes. The dragon swung its head, deflecting its horn. Huangtian Maya chuckled, using a celestial technique to deflect the force of his palm upon contact with the horn, and then stepped on the dragon's neck.

"Beast, die!"

Huangtian Maya roared, channeling his energy into his feet. A magnificent and domineering karmic fire surged forth, penetrating the dragon's scales and entering its body. The dragon let out a mournful cry, and the karmic fire within its body erupted. With a deafening boom, blood rained down, and the dragon's head and neck were shattered, leaving only a bald section of its body. It then fell helplessly into the river, staining the water red.

Huangtian Maya sneered, "You beasts, aren't you confident in your prowess in the water? I'll grant you a glorious water burial!"

As the saying goes, a dragon in the sea is invincible, but a dragon in shallow water is mocked by shrimp. This was the narrowest point of the Qingyu River, allowing only one boat to pass at a time. Furthermore, the dragon had to drag the boat, further reducing its agility. Cang Shitian had fought Gui Qiu at the Sandu River, thus calculating the dragon's approximate strength. Taking advantage of the terrain, he launched a counterattack, easily slaying the dragon with his first move, stealing the show and reviving the morale of the defeated army, sweeping away the gloom of the breached defenses.

"Cang thief, cease your arrogance!"

Zong Yixiao unleashed his Ziyang True Qi, striking with a palm. Huangtian Maya parried, exchanging several blows with him, chuckling, "Brother Zong, you'd better take care of yourself first!"

He then used Zong Yixiao's palm strike to retreat, while countless mournful cries echoed from behind the fleet, a scene of vast sorrow and rage.

Seeing their companions die tragically, the dragon horde erupted into chaos, breaking free of their chains and frantically chasing after Huangtian Maya. Dozens of dragons swam swiftly, stirring up a raging wave in the Qingyu River. The fleet was immediately caught in the crossfire; those on board were either swept away by the waves or their boats were damaged by the dragon tails. Huangtian Maya's actions were incredibly profitable, single-handedly inflicting heavy casualties on the Dragonscale Army fleet. This was the first time the Dragonscale Army had suffered a loss on the water since the dragons entered the Divine Continent, and it was a loss they had to swallow in silence.

From afar came the mocking laughter of Huangtian Maya: "Brother Zong, you blew up my riverbank, so I'll return the favor with a grand gift. Enjoy yourselves!"

Seeing the swarm of dragons out of control, Yue Biao hurriedly issued the Panlong Order, shouting, "All dragons, stop!"

As soon as the Panlong Order was issued, it was as if the dragon's radiance had descended, and the out-of-control swarm of dragons calmed down. However, they made low moans, as if they were crying. Their eyes blinked, and tears rolled down their cheeks. They froze when they encountered the wind and took shape when they encountered the water, turning into lustrous pearls. Instantly, the river surface was covered with a dazzling light, sparkling and dazzling, yet it also had a strange and poignant beauty.

Zong Yixiao sighed, "Cang Shitian is indeed cunning and shrewd. Our army had just destroyed the dam, and the fleet was advancing rapidly, our morale soaring. Yet he chose this moment to counterattack, using the narrow river to kill a dragon. He not only salvaged his reputation and morale but also enraged the dragon horde, throwing our army into disarray and causing us to injure ourselves."

Yue Biao glanced at the surrounding river and sighed, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't been so hasty and reckless, this wouldn't have happened. The fleet is now badly damaged and we'll probably have to stop and rest."

But he knew that even if they rested, given the damage to the ships, probably half of them wouldn't be able to continue. Without ships to carry them, their strength would be reduced by more than half.

An hour or so later, news came from the rear that the Cui family had sent another reinforcement fleet. Yue Biao was finally relieved and asked when the Cui family fleet would arrive. To his surprise, the soldiers said it would be at least twelve days later.

"Twelve days?"

Yue Biao felt a chill run down his spine. Judging from the enemy's current posture, Shuofeng City was already in imminent danger and probably wouldn't even last three days.

After thinking it over, Yue Biao went back to the cabin, unfolded the map, and studied it carefully. Linghu Da and Ma Yi also came over in a small boat, and the three generals gathered together to plan their combined attack.

Yue Biao gritted his teeth and said, "Shuofeng is in imminent danger. We can't wait here any longer. Since the fleet has been damaged, let's just abandon ship and go ashore."

Linghu Da frowned and said, "Our army has suffered several losses and now numbers only 12,000 men, but the enemy on land numbers no less than 100,000. Going ashore to provide support would be extremely dangerous."

Yue Biao pointed to the map and said, "The Cui family army is fifty miles to the west. If we can join them, we should be able to break through the encirclement. Moreover, the enemy's defenses nearby have been affected by the spring floods to varying degrees, and their ranks are bound to be in disarray. We can take advantage of this opportunity to rush over."

Ma Yi and Linghu Da were familiar with the situation on the Qingyu River, so they shook their heads and said, "This flood is only caused by the riverbanks blocking the river channel, causing the river water to accumulate. But it comes quickly and goes quickly." "Quickly, the water will recede in a day at most. If we rush ashore, we'll only be giving them an opportunity to vent their anger!"

Yue Biao said. "Then let's launch a lightning raid and rush to the Cui family army's camp within a day to join forces with them!"

Ma Yi shook his head and said, "If we march so hastily, we'll have to abandon a lot of supplies."

Yue Biao chuckled and said, "If we can't take them with us, then let's not take them. Let's march light and get close to the Cui family army as quickly as possible."

According to the original rescue plan, the Cui family army would advance by land, holding back most of the enemy's outer forces, while the Longlin army would launch a strong attack by boat, tearing apart the enemy's encirclement of Shuofeng. Then, they would coordinate with the Shuofeng garrison from the inside and outside, and cooperate with the Cui family army's attack to defeat the alien coalition through a pincer movement and a multi-pronged attack. But now the situation has changed, and Yue Biao has no choice but to take a risky approach.

Upon hearing this, the two lieutenants felt that Yue Biao's move was too risky. Losing supplies was tantamount to fighting with their backs to the river. If the battle went well, it would be fine; if it went badly, the entire army would be wiped out, and the fifty-mile journey would become the graveyard of the Dragonscale Army.

They explained the danger, but Yue Biao laughed and said, "If we lose our supplies, then we'll take what the enemy needs. Isn't this the trick Tie Lie often uses—using war to sustain war? Isn't the nearest enemy stronghold a big piece of meat?"

The two lieutenants were delighted and blurted out, "General, you mean that damned Snow Eagle King?"

Yue Biao grinned and said, "Exactly. That dog king is badly drowned; I imagine all those sharp crossbows are soaking in the water. Let's be good people and help them retrieve them!" (The following is

a separate, unrelated paragraph: "Du Hongchen's training and sex scenes seem a bit difficult to write, I'm not very satisfied with writing them. Fortunately, there's a section on the Battle of Iron Wall Pass later, otherwise I would have been suffocated...")

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