[Fantasy] Cultivation and Desire for a Slave Wife (Complete) - 7-9

Chapter 16

That black donkey demon had only a hundred years of cultivation. Although he was exceptionally talented, his cultivation was still quite shallow. I led the little beggar along the way, and when we reached the pine forest where he was entrenched, he remained completely oblivious, engrossed in his passionate encounter with the village woman.

From a cave in the pine forest came the sounds of a woman's moans, rising and falling, mixed with the faint sounds of a man's panting and teasing, mingled with the sounds of flesh colliding during intercourse—a strangely alluring combination! Concealing our presence and hiding our figures, the little beggar and I went outside the cave and peered inside.

What we saw was far more erotic and provocative than we had imagined. A plump woman of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight lay naked on a stone bed, her skin remarkably fair. It was truly remarkable how she, busy with farm work all day, could possess such snow-white flesh.

Although the woman's appearance was average, her figure was exceptional. Her breasts were enormous, like ripe watermelons, with two bright red nipples as large as dates, bouncing joyfully, seemingly reflecting the restlessness within them. Her waist, while not slender, was free of excess fat, and her large, snow-white buttocks were plump and alluring. Her thighs were firm and round; to be squeezed between them would surely be incredibly pleasurable!

At this moment, the plump peasant woman's legs were raised high, her thighs spread to their limit, allowing the man the most convenient opportunity to thrust into her wanton vagina. Her hands gripped the stone bed, securing her body to ensure that every thrust of the man's penis would thoroughly penetrate her. Her cries of pleasure were deafening, her moans continuous, even the fine white freckles on her face seemed to radiate a lustful glow.

Although the peasant woman was drenched in sweat and panting heavily, even a blind man could see that she was extremely pleasurable!

And the source of this pleasure, of course, was the cock inserted between her legs into her cunt!

This cock was truly divine—extraordinary! You see, if a cock possessed one or two of the four qualities of being thick, long, hard, and hot, it would already be treasured by most women, loved more than life itself. If it possessed three or more, even a wanton woman would surrender and willingly submit to its power!

This cock not only possessed all four qualities of being thick, long, hard, and hot, but it also reached the extreme in all four aspects. What's even more remarkable is that the surface of the cock was quite rough, covered with fine bumps. When it was inserted into the peasant woman's vagina, it rubbed against her tender flesh, making it unbearably itchy. Naturally, her vaginal fluids flowed endlessly. No wonder the village woman was so lewd and unrestrained. (Note: I don't know if a donkey's penis looks like this in real life, but since it's a demon donkey, let's write it like this!

The owner of this penis is a burly man with bulging muscles, dark skin, a long donkey face, and extremely large ears, making him look quite comical. He is none other than the Black Donkey Demon!

At this moment, the Black Donkey Demon is riding on the village woman, repeatedly thrusting his two-foot-long penis into her wet vagina. Each thrust is fierce and powerful, fast and deep, making the village woman convulse all over, her eyes roll back, and her crotch feel like it's flooded, ejaculating again and again. But her legs are still tightly wrapped around the Black Donkey Demon's waist. He is truly a man who would rather die than give up his penis!

Seeing this scene, two lines of poetry came to mind: "Everyone says that the Sui Dynasty perished because of this river, but to this day, thousands of miles of it still rely on its flowing waters!") "

This is so damn fitting! (Note: This poem is from Pi Rixiu's "Remembering the Bian River" from the Tang Dynasty

. I often combine classical Chinese with eroticism; I'll have no face to meet my ancestors after I die!) That village woman, though a notorious harlot in the surrounding area, was seductive and frivolous from a young age. Before marriage, she disrespected her father; after marriage, she disobeyed her husband, flirting with many men. Her family couldn't control her, and she complained that the men around her were too weak to satisfy her. Today, she was kidnapped by the Black Donkey Demon and fucked with his huge cock, which cured her lustful disease. Who would have thought that a cock could be a good medicine!

The Black Donkey Demon's cock was thick, long, and ferocious, relentlessly thrusting and pounding, like a quack doctor using strong medicine. But this village woman's lust was a chronic illness that had never been cured, so it was a lucky accident that she died..." As a last resort, I tried anything!

The village woman's cunt was quite cunning, but despite her best efforts, she could only swallow most of the black donkey's large penis; a small portion remained inside. The black donkey was deeply engrossed in thrusting, seemingly unconcerned, while the village woman appeared embarrassed and annoyed that her cunt was so uncooperative, wasting his enormous penis.

However, this didn't quite seem like rape, and I hesitated to act. After all, how could I rid the people of this scourge if they didn't see it as a crime? Then, turning my head, I saw the little beggar staring wide-eyed at the lewd act between the black donkey and the village woman, completely absorbed!

I quickly covered the little beggar's eyes, afraid she would be corrupted, but she struggled slightly, pleading... Eager to learn, quick-witted and eager to study, she was not ashamed to ask questions, and with the spirit of learning from the virtuous, she tried her best to see the lewd play to the end, hoping to learn from others' experiences! Helplessly, I could only let her be, secretly comforting myself that my daughter was growing up!

At this moment, the lewd play in the cave changed again. The black donkey demon asked while fucking her, "You slut, is it good for me to fuck you?"

His words sounded like a donkey's bray, hoarse and unpleasant, indescribably ridiculous, and the meaning in his words was extremely lewd.

But the village woman had never been penetrated by such a huge penis, and she regarded the black donkey demon as a god. She immediately groaned and screamed, "...so good...so good...I can't take it...so good...I'm dying...my dear...my dear...your...cock...is really...so powerful." "Oh...I...in my whole life...I've never...been...fucked...like this...like this..." Her lewd words were obscene and offensive, yet strangely lascivious. I could clearly feel the little beggar's body burning, a trickle of fluid flowing from her lower body. She leaned against me, gently rubbing against me, as if her passion was surging. I casually channeled a wisp of true energy into her, helping her barely suppress her desire, while simultaneously transmitting a voice to her: "You know my methods. Once this is over, you'll have your turn to cry. What's the rush?"

The little beggar glanced at me with a mournful look, biting her lower lip, forcibly suppressing her emotions—surprisingly, she was quite endearing! But over the past three years, I'd seen this expression countless times and had become oblivious to it.

But I didn't know why... Looking at the entangled, wanton man and woman, I suddenly thought of Zihan. In those unbearable years, was she also so wanton? Or was she forced into promiscuity? Can lust and love truly be distinguished?

Thinking of this, I felt a pang of sadness. What if Zihan really fell in love with someone else? I shook my head, unwilling to think further, and could only take it one step at a time.

Watching the black donkey demon battle the village woman, his thrusts and withdrawals utterly chaotic, his penis, uniquely gifted and far superior to ordinary men's, completely subdued the woman, rendering her limp and unable to rise again! With her vital parts breached, the village woman lay limp on the bed, allowing the black donkey demon to ravage and rape her, her large breasts... Her ample breasts also fell into the black donkey demon's control, kneaded and rubbed like dough, stimulating the village woman so much that she trembled all over, her moans growing louder and louder!

Even though the village woman was a veteran of the pleasure quarters, how could she be a match for the black donkey demon? After only thirty or fifty thrusts, she could no longer withstand the ravages of his penis. Her delicate body stiffened, her limbs convulsed, and she had just cried out, "Fuck me to death!"

when she violently climaxed, her eyes rolled back, white foam came from her mouth, and she fainted.

The black donkey demon did not kill her, but instead used his magic to help the village woman regulate her breathing and revive her. He then lewdly laughed, "You slut! Now you know how powerful I am?"

Although the village woman was extremely wanton, she had been fucked by the black donkey demon several times and was now a frightened bird. She immediately fawned and flattered him, "Dear Grandpa!" "I know how powerful you are now, and I dare not disobey you again. From now on, I am yours, and

you can do whatever you want with me, my dear husband." The country woman, with her limited knowledge and vulgar language, seemed to give the little beggar a great jolt.

The black donkey spirit, who loved such lewd talk, immediately laughed loudly: "I bet you, you slut, wouldn't dare to resist! From now on, I'll use my big cock to torment you every day, so you'd better prepare to bear my son!"

The woman lay sprawled in the black donkey spirit's arms, forcing a smile: "My dear husband, your cock is so powerful, from now on I'll follow you and never go back. But my dear husband, please be gentle, lest I get ruined and can't bear your children."

The black donkey demon pinched the village woman's plump, white buttocks and laughed, "You slut, how could a woman's cunt be so easily ruined? Enough with the idle talk, wait until I'm mounted and I'll kill you!"

This black donkey demon's speech was unlike that of an ordinary monster, but as he spoke, he was about to push the village woman down again and make love to her.

The village woman was already unable to take it anymore. Looking at the erect donkey root, she trembled, squeezed her thighs together, and cried out, "Dear husband, spare me! I really can't take it anymore. How about this, I'll suck it out for you with my mouth, and then you'll spare me this time."

The black donkey demon was still hesitating when the village woman knelt between his legs, holding his thick, dark penis, stroking it incessantly, while sucking the glans hard.

The black donkey demon grunted, reluctantly saying, "Fine! Suck it well, suck it until I'm satisfied, and I'll let you off. If you don't suck it hard enough, I'll fuck you until you're exhausted!"

The village woman, hearing this, felt as if she'd been granted a pardon. She bent over, her large white buttocks raised, and with great effort, licked the donkey's engorged root with smacking sounds. At the same time, she stroked his penis with one hand and kneaded his testicles with the other, serving the black donkey demon with utmost dedication—she probably hadn't been so devoted to her husband at home!

At this moment, the cave was filled with unbridled debauchery. The man was as black as cast iron, the woman as white as fresh snow; the man was burly and ugly, the woman voluptuous and flirtatious; the man sat upright on the bed, the woman knelt on the ground; the man sat quietly enjoying himself, the woman serving him with all her might. Between this black and white, ugly and beautiful, up and down, still and moving, a live sex show unfolded, incredibly erotic.

The little beggar was completely stunned, perfectly embodying the idiom "eyes glued to the screen"! Lustful fluids overflowed from her tender vulva, flowing down her thighs.

The black donkey demon gently shook his head and whispered, "Good slut! Good slut! It feels so damn good! Suck harder! Fuck!"

The village woman, flattered, used her mouth and hands even more, trying her best to flaunt her tongue.

After a while, the village woman spat out the glans and said, "My dear husband, why haven't you ejaculated yet? My mouth is so sore! Hurry up and ejaculate so I can have a taste."

The black donkey spirit, holding his penis, lightly slapped the village woman's face and laughed, "Lazy woman, if you want to drink semen, don't be lazy. If you serve me well, I'll naturally reward you with some."

The village woman said, "My dear husband, tell me when you ejaculate so I can catch it with my mouth and not waste your offspring."

The black donkey nodded in agreement. The village woman didn't say anything more, changed her position, and inserted the thick penis between her breasts. She squeezed her breasts from both sides, using her cleavage to massage the black donkey spirit's penis. This play immediately sent the black donkey spirit into heaven.

The little beggar's eyes widened, completely unable to imagine that such a move existed in the world. He immediately looked down at his chest, then looked up at me, his little face full of doubt, as if asking me, "My breasts are small, what should I do if I can't have breast sex?"

I shrugged, indicating my helplessness, and the little beggar immediately looked quite disappointed.

The fierce battle in the cave was nearing its end. With the village woman's tireless sucking and licking, the black donkey finally howled and ejaculated. The village woman, prepared, immediately took the huge glans into her mouth. Although the black donkey's ejaculation was like a torrent, powerful and gushing, the village woman's throat was like a vast ocean, accepting everything without rejection, devouring the black donkey's gift of vital essence completely. She finally shook off her previous defeat and gained a slight advantage.

After being squeezed dry, the black donkey collapsed on the bed, panting, while the village woman continued to lick the semi-erect penis, seemingly savoring the aftertaste.

Having watched the show, I naturally had to uphold justice and rid the people of this scourge. I revealed myself and shouted, "You monster! How dare you rape a woman! You will surely face justice!"

The little beggar tugged at my sleeve, puzzled, "I feel like it was that lady bullying that uncle. Are you mistaken?"

I chuckled, then whispered, "Children shouldn't interrupt adults!"

The little beggar looked aggrieved and confused, but kept quiet.

The good deed in the cave had just ended when I unleashed my magic and shouted, immediately scaring the village woman into a panic. The black donkey demon, however, first fumbled for his clothes, then for a weapon, seemingly ready for a fight to the death. I wasn't in a hurry; I waited patiently for him to tidy himself up before defeating him in one fell swoop.

The black donkey spirit dressed, took out his broadsword, let out a strange cry, and charged out of the cave. I held the little beggar in one hand, and with the other hand, I flicked my sleeve and sent the broadsword flying. The black donkey spirit was stunned, realizing that a master had arrived, and tried to escape on his escape light. But even if he cultivated for another three thousand years, he could not escape my grasp. With a flick of my finger, a white light caught up with the black donkey spirit, knocked him down, and he rolled twice on the ground, unable to get up for a while.

The black donkey demon, quite pragmatic, immediately knelt and kowtowed, pleading, "Immortal, spare my life! Consider my arduous cultivation, spare my life! I am willing to serve you like a cow or a horse to repay your kindness!"

I said sternly, "Given your actions, you truly deserve to die! But Heaven cherishes life. Since you know to repent, it's not too late. From now on, you will atone for your sins by serving me as my mount, to make amends for your mistakes. Perhaps one day you will be freed from your calamity. You

wicked creature, reveal your true form!" Although the black donkey demon was extremely unwilling, the situation was beyond his control. He had no choice but to roll over and reveal his true form: a plump, strong black donkey with glossy fur and six strange ears. I took out a pair of beast-taming magic bells and tied them around the donkey's neck, thus completely eliminating any possibility of him harboring evil intentions.

I pointed at the black donkey and said, "You were born with six ears, able to hear sounds from all directions, and know when to advance and retreat. You are indeed a strange beast. However, you committed a grave mistake, and Heaven has entrusted me to help you overcome this tribulation. You must not be negligent, or you will never have a chance to rise again, understand? I will give you a Dharma name, let's call you 'Six Ears'." Upon

hearing this, the black donkey let out a long bray, which was considered an answer. From then on, Six Ears belonged to the cult of lust. I had the village woman dress, and then rode a beam of light to take the group of people and animals back to the town.

The magistrate was overjoyed to have rid of the demon and hurriedly arranged for people to send the village woman home. As for how the village woman would endure the long night after returning home, never again experiencing such a magnificent yang root, that remains unknown.

Seeing that the matter was settled, I was about to leave with the little beggar when the magistrate came up again and pleaded, "My lord, you have rid us of the demon and brought blessings to the people. I am deeply grateful, but the weather has been dry lately and there has been no rain. The crops have been greatly affected. Could you please do us a favor and pray for rain to relieve the drought?"

I hadn't expected this "loyal and righteous" man to change his ways. I guess the area was too poor for him to exploit, or perhaps he had a change of heart. Of course, I hoped it was the latter. But in any case, praying for rain was doing something for the people, and I should help. However, actually doing it was extremely troublesome.

He immediately said, "It's not that I'm unwilling to pray for rain, but before opening the altar for rainmaking, one must bathe for seven days and fast for three days, which is quite troublesome. I'm not available recently, so I really can't help with this. However, I can help you inform the wandering immortals of the Great Song Dynasty, and they will definitely not delay the drought. Considering your concern for the people, I can help you with other things in the future."

I spend my days training the little beggar and constantly surrounded by women; how could I possibly fast for three days? Although I can casually cast water-based spells during battles, those spells are too domineering and full of malevolence. Pouring them into the fields would be more harmful than beneficial. Only after fasting and sincerely praying for rain can the crops be nourished.

When I said I'd help the magistrate with something else, I meant I'd mention it to the Confucian scholar of the Great Song Dynasty in the future. If he truly realized his mistakes and could change, I thought I'd give him a promotion opportunity. Unexpectedly, the magistrate's eyes lit up, and he immediately pleaded, "You're too kind, Immortal! Since it's inconvenient to pray for rain, could you do me a favor and make my wife more beautiful? Please help me, I'll be eternally grateful."

Having already spoken, I didn't want to go back on my word, so I patiently said, "First, call your wife out so I can take a look. I'll do my best."

The magistrate thanked me repeatedly and ordered his men to fetch his wife.

An official can't easily divorce his wife; if his first wife is old and faded, he might at most take a concubine. But this magistrate was so eager to make his wife beautiful, probably because his father-in-law's family had a very powerful background, so he didn't dare take a concubine easily. I secretly planned to give his wife one or two pills of the Illusionary Youth-Preserving Pill to make her more beautiful; that would be much easier than praying for rain.

A moment later, a woman emerged from the inner hall. I glanced at her and immediately collapsed in disbelief. This magistrate's wife was over ten feet tall, with a waist ten spans wide, a face full of scars, rough hands and feet, a broad back and a burly build, thick, upright eyebrows, and a nose pointing to the sky. Her complexion resembled raw liver; all she lacked was a short, steel-like beard. Her every step shook the earth, and her every glance created a whooshing sound. I reckon if she were given a halberd or a large axe, she could take the head of a general from a million-strong army with ease!

I shuddered and immediately said to the magistrate, "Appearances reflect the heart. My magical powers are weak; I should pray for rain for the people! Bringing blessings to the people is my duty!"

What a joke! Even if I ate my entire bottle of Transformation and Youth-Preserving Pills, I still wouldn't become a beauty. Praying for rain is much easier!

The magistrate, looking dejected, reluctantly agreed. Afterwards, I made the little beggar endure it for several days, finally managing to successfully hold the rain-praying ceremony and complete the matter satisfactorily.

I had been fasting for several days, and the little beggar was already dissatisfied. Hearing that I could indulge in debauchery today, she was overjoyed, but being naturally aloof, she only showed a slight hint of happiness.

I closed the temple gate, herded the black donkey Six Ears and the parrot Little Jade into the courtyard, and then took off my clothes. The little beggar immediately snuggled into my arms, her naked little body twisting and turning, desperately trying to feel the passion she had regained. Without my command, the little beggar had already taken my penis into her mouth and sucked on it. When it became erect, she grasped it with her hand and stroked it, her movements fluid and practiced. Yet, every action of the little beggar only revealed her innocence, not her lewdness or shamelessness—truly a rare and extraordinary woman!

After a moment, the little beggar puffed out his chest, pressing his penis against his chest, seemingly wanting to put his learning to use and try breast sex. However, alas, his ambitions were greater than his abilities; though his chest held the world, his breasts couldn't accommodate his penis. He tried desperately to squeeze his small breasts together, but after several attempts, he couldn't complete the movement. I sighed softly, "You are a beautiful woman; this is not your fault!"

The little beggar also became stubborn, determined to insert his penis between his breasts, without uttering a word, repeatedly failing but never giving up!

But this caused my penis considerable pain, so I had to grit my teeth and comfort her, saying, "Not now doesn't mean not in the future. Your breasts are much bigger than before. As long as I play with them every day, you'll be able to have breast sex sooner or later."

The little beggar stopped, angrily looking up at me with a dejected, tearful face. I quickly said, "My penis is finite, but your breasts are infinite. Just bear with it for now, and you'll achieve your goal eventually."

After much persuasion, the little beggar's anger turned to joy. After some teasing, I extracted her semen and drank it, finally satisfied.

Then she sat on my lap, spread her legs, and exposed her vulva, ready to enjoy the pleasure of climax. *

Tian Jing Sha - Lustful Thoughts*: Raising her hand to caress her vulva, trembling and writhing, moaning, a plaintive stream of emotion flows, a young girl in spring, a soul lost in ecstasy at the ends of the earth. (Note: This "Tianjingsha" is from the modern Shui Longyin's "Cultivating the Immortal Slave Wife". Also note: This is a doggerel, not strictly adhering to tonal patterns; the last line is a direct copy of Ma Zhiyuan's "Autumn Thoughts," making me a laughingstock. I'm ashamed, ashamed.

) After some teasing, the little beggar was about to reach her climax when she suddenly reached out and grabbed my hand, pleading in a low voice, "Wait a minute..." The little beggar had never disobeyed me before; this was the first time she'd broken the silence. I put on a stern face, thinking, "I must nip this evil trend in the bud; I absolutely cannot let her learn to rebel."

I coldly said, "What? You've actually learned to resist? You've grown wings, haven't you?

" The beggar was panting heavily, but still hurriedly explained, "No, could you slow down a bit? I want to climax a little longer, okay?"

Her words were full of pleading, and her expression was pitiful. My tenderness stirred, and I whispered in the little beggar's ear, "It's okay, I'll let you climax a couple more times today, just enjoy it."

Hearing this, the little beggar's eyes were full of smiles as she stared at me and said, "You're so good."

Even with my strong Daoist heart and thick skin, I felt a pang of shame upon hearing this, and angrily retorted, "Little brat, do you know what 'good' means?"

The little beggar immediately looked aggrieved, and just as she was about to speak, my fingers began to play tricks on her tender opening... I gently teased her, lightly caressing and teasing her, until the little beggar was immediately overflowing with lustful fluids, moaning softly and rhythmically. Under my fingers, she was already limp and feverish, her eyes losing their sparkle and becoming unfocused. After a moment, her body arched, and she released a large amount of vaginal fluid.

Panting heavily, the little beggar, still clinging to my promise, struggled and said, "You said you'd make me climax several times today, no backing out."

I nodded, my fingertips continuing to tease, wantonly sowing the seeds of desire on her sensitive, tender flesh after her orgasm. Nourished by her fluids, her desire grew strong, and the little beggar climaxed several times... Finally, she fainted in my arms.

After settling the little beggar down, I stretched and went out into the courtyard to bask in the sun.

Suddenly, Six Ears brayed, "Master, you are truly wise and powerful! The great methods you teach the little master every day are always just beyond her ability to learn. This way, I can find fault with her every day and punish her for her lewdness! It's simply the epitome of wisdom!"

I smiled faintly and said, "Six Ears, your demon race values body tempering highly, but I see that your body tempering methods are mediocre, and some meridians are not open. As your master, I will help you!"

Ignoring Six Ears' objections, I placed my hand on the donkey's back and poured my true essence into it. This helped him break through several acupoints, making his future body and spirit training much more efficient.

However, this forced opening of acupoints caused Six Ears immense pain; his donkey body trembled uncontrollably, almost collapsing to his knees. His strange braying echoed throughout the heavens and earth; had it not been for the barrier, the little beggar would likely have been awakened long ago.

Having finished my cultivation, I withdrew my palm and left. Six Ears, panting behind me, said, "Master ostensibly helped Six Ears open his meridians, but in reality, he was punishing him. He was ruthless and incredibly wise. From now on, no matter how Master disciplines the young master, Six Ears will turn a blind eye and a deaf ear, daring not to utter another word."

Parrot Xiaoyu said, "So much nonsense! And you still say you won't utter a word?" "Be careful, the cult leader might open up a few more of your meridians!"

Six Ears shuddered and shut up.

I couldn't be bothered with such a talkative little demon anymore. I strolled around for a bit and then went back to meditate.

Two hours later, the little beggar finally woke up. His face was languid from a good night's sleep. Although he was still young, he already had the unbridled charm of a woman after a night of passion. For a moment, I was stunned.

The little beggar was embarrassed by my gaze and whispered, "What's wrong with you?"

I shook my head and didn't answer.

The little beggar snuggled into my arms, found a comfortable position, and lay down quietly, lost in thought. Suddenly, I said, "Have you ever had a dream? " "What is a dream ?"

The little beggar looked up at me and asked, "What is a dream?"

I was speechless for a moment, then thought for a while before saying, "It's what I want to do."

The little beggar shook her head and then asked in return, "Do you have a dream? What kind of dream is it?"

My dream was naturally to retire with Zihan and live a peaceful life, but this dream was too mundane. As a grown man, I really didn't want to tell the little girl this, so I replied perfunctorily, "My dream is to establish the largest sect and unify the six realms of the universe!"

Just then, the two divine objects that had been silent for a long time suddenly chirped softly, urging me to leave. I searched this area for four years without finding it, and I couldn't help but ponder what I might have missed.

Suddenly, I remembered an old legend. Could it be that the divine object was actually asking me to find a "lifeline"? According to the legend, there are mineral veins, spiritual veins, and lifelines in the world. Mineral veins give birth to various mineral deposits, including gold, silver, copper, and iron, which can be found and mined by ordinary people. However, spiritual veins are different. They are not very useful to ordinary people, and they are difficult for ordinary people to find. Only cultivators can find and utilize them. Moreover, spiritual veins are extremely important to cultivators. The quality of a spiritual vein has a great impact on the speed of cultivation.

Mineral veins are immobile; they lie hidden underground, destined to be emptied once discovered. Most spiritual veins are similar. However, the most superior spiritual veins are mobile, existing underground, soaring in the sky, or swimming in the ocean to escape exploitation. They possess a rudimentary intelligence, but that's all, as spiritual veins cannot be cultivated.

Above mineral and spiritual veins, however, lies the Luck Vein!

The Luck Vein, also known as the Luck Meridian! Legend has it that finding the Luck Vein and connecting it to one's own luck can ensure an incredibly long and unending life—a guarantee more powerful than the Ten Great Chaos Treasures! Unfortunately, since the creation of the world by Pangu, no great cultivator has ever been known to find a Luck Vein. Therefore, many cultivators believe it doesn't exist.

Could it be that the two divine artifacts are asking me to find that elusive Luck Vein? After all, only the Luck Vein could possibly deceive my senses and constantly move.

Seeing my silence, the little beggar asked in a low voice, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

I was slightly startled, knowing that all good things must come to an end, and our time to part had come. So I said seriously, "Let me forge a few magical treasures for you. What kind would you like?"

The little beggar, unsuspecting, thought for a moment and said, "A flying sword and a Taoist robe, I'd like them to match your clothes."

I nodded and forged a flying sword and a Taoist robe for her, but both were in women's style. The little beggar put on the robe, held the flying sword, and was extremely happy.

I took out a scripture and handed it to her, saying calmly, "This book contains the secrets of the human and immortal paths. Study it diligently every day, and you will surely achieve great things."

The little beggar sensed something was wrong and felt uneasy. She refused the scripture and said in a trembling voice, "I don't want to read the book. I want you to teach me."

I comforted her, "Our fate has ended. I'm leaving. You... take care of yourself."

The little beggar became anxious, tears welling up in her eyes. She cried, "No! Don't leave me! I'll follow you wherever you go."

Better a short pain than a long one. Hardening my heart, I said coldly, "Four years ago, you didn't know I existed, and I didn't know you existed. From now on, it's no different from four years ago. Why be sad?"

Without another word, I strode out of the hall, mounted my black donkey, and soared away. The little beggar chased after me, also trying to ride the light of escape. I casually cast a spell, preventing her from leaving the ground, and instantly created distance between us.

The little beggar wept bitterly, unable to catch up, pleading and crying, nearly fainting. I couldn't bear it and transmitted my voice, "Cultivate well; perhaps we'll meet again someday."

I ignored everything behind me and flew in the direction indicated by the two divine objects, forcibly suppressing my sorrow and telling myself that I had already wasted four years and couldn't delay any longer.

Not long after leaving the Song Dynasty territory, I suddenly noticed someone rushing towards me. I couldn't help but sneer inwardly, "I'm in a bad mood, and I wonder which scoundrel is trying to mess with me."

I calculated with my hands and realized that the people coming were Qingdie and Jiang Tian'er. My heart skipped a beat. Had they found out Zihan's whereabouts?

Without time to think, I immediately pulled on the reins, and the six-eared black donkey brayed, changing direction to meet the two women. The two women had the token I left behind, so they naturally knew my location. They moved swiftly, and we met in a moment.

I hurriedly asked, "Why are you here? Do you have any information about Zihan?"

Both women shook their heads. I was already feeling down, and now I felt even more disappointed. I said indifferently, "Then what are you doing here?"

Qingdie said, "It's because Martial Aunt Jiang wants to find Martial Uncle. Since her magic power hasn't recovered yet, only Die'er can bring her here."

I nodded and looked at Jiang Tian'er, waiting for her to explain her purpose.

Jiang Tian'er said, "Brother-in-law, I want to be reincarnated."

I was slightly taken aback, and said calmly, "There's no going back on this. You should think it through."

Jiang Tian'er said seriously, "Brother-in-law, I've thought it through. Rather than resting for a hundred years to recover and not making any progress afterward, it's better to be reincarnated and cultivate for the next life."

I said, "Since that's the case, I'll give you this opportunity and help you dissolve your body."

Jiang Tian'er said again, "Brother-in-law, I have another request. Could you let me be reincarnated with my memories intact?"

I frowned and said coldly, "This is quite troublesome, and because it involves taking shortcuts, it will be fraught with danger. You might very well be completely destroyed. It's better for you to be reincarnated first, and I'll arrange for someone to help you."

Jiang Tian'er turned to Qingdie and said, "Nephew, I need to have a private conversation with you. Could you do me a favor?"

Qingdie didn't answer, but looked at me, waiting for my decision. I nodded, and Qingdie immediately fled into the distance to avoid me.

I casually set up a soundproof barrier and said calmly, "Alright, speak your mind quickly."

Jiang Tian'er said, "Brother-in-law, I know you're still angry with me. Although you don't want me to die, you won't help me. But I transformed into a magical artifact and endured a thousand years of hardship. Now, I've almost completely lost my magic power, which can be considered retribution. I promise to serve you and my sister wholeheartedly from now on. Please help me this time. There are vendettas everywhere in this world. You need to find someone who truly helps you to carry out your plans. With my help, you can save some effort. If you're afraid I won't keep my word, you can set up a barrier to restrain me."

I sighed softly and said, "Tian'er, even if your brother-in-law is willing to help you..." "You might not get what you want either. After all, reincarnating with memories is against the will of Heaven, and you might not survive it!"

Jiang Tian'er said, "Man proposes, God disposes. I am grateful for your help, brother-in-law, regardless of the outcome, and I have no complaints."

Thinking of Jiang Tian'er's previous words and actions, I know that she is somewhat sincere towards me. Moreover, she is cunning and ruthless. If she grows up, she will naturally be a great help. As for whether she will turn against me in the future, it is hard to say. However, if I really die at her hands, I can only blame myself for my incompetence, not curse her for being shameless. After all, this is a trick that has been played out countless times in the world. How can I blame others?

If I want to enter reincarnation with my memories, I can only go to the underworld to find the Ten Kings of Hell to smooth things over. In addition, I owe them a favor before and possess a divine object. I guess there will be some unexpected twists and turns.

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I specifically checked, and the terms "husband" and "wife" have a long history, not a modern invention. They were mentioned in *Water Margin*, so it won't feel out of place. Also, I should clarify that in Chapter 15, I wrote "yesterday's flowers," which, as pointed out by fellow reader empyreal, is incorrect. I sincerely apologize to all readers; I will correct it in the relevant chapter. Thank you, empyreal. The first time I remember seeing this phrase wasn't in Su Shi's writing, but in the novel *Stellar Transformations* by the author I Eat Tomatoes, after Cha Hong's death, when Qin Yu was vying for the position of cave master. I was careless in my wording and have let readers down; I am truly ashamed. The story of the little beggar has temporarily come to an end. As one of the main characters, her next appearance will surely be a climax. Readers, stay tuned!

Chapter 17

ordered Qingdie to return to the Chaotic and Lustful Cult and, with Jiang Tian'er, headed straight for the Underworld. Along the way, I silently calculated the secrets of heaven and had a general understanding of the journey's course. The situation was quite perilous, and while there were ways to resolve it, acting well was difficult, and overcoming obstacles depended heavily on luck. Many things were involved, and one wrong move could lead to utter destruction. However, I had already promised Jiang Tian'er, and there was no reason to go back on my word. I could only proceed step by step.

Jiang Tian'er suddenly whispered, "Brother-in-law, you understand the secrets of heaven, can this succeed?"

I shook my head and said, "The secrets of heaven are not fixed, and calculations cannot be entirely accurate, but I still have some confidence in this matter."

Jiang Tian'er pondered for a moment, then said, "Brother-in-law, will the Ten Kings of Hell help me? I heard they also coveted the Four Symbols Cauldron and the Primordial Scripture, I'm afraid…"

Her words sounded rather uncertain. I knew that the more someone cared about something, the more they worried. Although Jiang Tian'er was quite shrewd, she was still too concerned.

I chuckled and comforted her, "Trust me, they will definitely agree."

Jiang Tian'er said, "That's great! Brother-in-law, your magic power is so strong now, they will naturally give you face. Might makes right, after all, it's an ironclad rule of the world."

I shook my head and said, "Tian'er, you're wrong! Although they will definitely let you enter reincarnation with your memories, it's definitely not to give me face. On the contrary, they are after the divine object!"

Jiang Tian'er was slightly taken aback, looking at me with a questioning expression.

Although she was exceptionally intelligent, she was ultimately unaware of the inside story. I explained, "I already owed King Pingdeng a favor, but that was a small matter, nothing to worry about. However, their help in this scheme to steal your way out of the underworld is a big deal, and I must repay them. In the Netherworld, although the Underworld is the most powerful and unparalleled force, it is not the only power. Many smaller forces have formed the Seventy-Two Caves of the Netherworld, uniting to resist the Underworld. Their leaders possess great magical power, no less than mine and the Ten Kings. Furthermore, the Ten Kings of Hell are also fighting amongst themselves, which is why the Seventy-Two Caves have never been eradicated."

Jiang Tian'er, being shrewd, understood the situation at this moment and immediately realized what was going on. She anxiously said, "After the Ten Kings of Hell help, they will definitely send my brother-in-law to wipe out the Seventy-Two Caves

of the Netherworld. After you fight a great battle, no matter the outcome, they will come out to clean up the mess!" I nodded and said, "That's right! This is precisely a plan to use one force to devour another!" "The great master of the Seventy-Two Caves is no less powerful than me. Although I have the Four Symbols Cauldron, his lair has been under construction for many years and must be heavily guarded with countless restrictions. I may not be able to gain the upper hand. The Ten Kings of Hell want us to fight to the death, and they don't really care about the outcome, because the winner will only be the Ten Kings of Hell!"

Jiang Tian'er suddenly said, "Brother-in-law, send me back to the Chaotic and Licentious Cult. Don't risk

your life for Tian'er! Let's wait for the right opportunity; there will always be a way!" I shook my head and said, "I have calculated the heavenly secrets. You have suffered a calamity and almost perished, but every misfortune has its blessing. This is the time when your fortune is at its peak. Reincarnating now is much safer. If we delay any longer, things may change."

Jiang Tian'er said, "Brother-in-law, that's true, but this matter is so dangerous. We still need to consider it carefully!"

I glanced at her. Although there was no concern on Jiang Tian'er's face, there was worry in her eyes. I knew she was not being coy. "Don't worry," I reassured her, "I never do anything I'm not sure I can handle."

Jiang Tian'er said seriously, "How much do you know about the Grand Master of the Seventy-Two Caves? Even if you have the Four Symbols Cauldron, can you be sure you'll win?"

I said calmly, "I only know that the Four Symbols Cauldron is in my hands, and I've never lost!"

Jiang Tian'er said, "Even so, if you win, you'll inevitably be severely weakened. How will you be able to deal with the Ten Kings of Hell?"

I reached out and pinched Jiang Tian'er's buttocks hard, making her cry out in pain, before saying, "Tian'er, why have you become so fussy? If you keep nagging, I'll rape you, stuff my dick in your mouth, and see if you can still spout so much nonsense."

Jiang Tian'er rolled her eyes and said nonchalantly, "You've raped me before! That time I didn't want to at all, but you still forced me to submit using all sorts of methods?" "You ejaculated into my uterus and called it replenishing your vital energy, shameless brother-in-law!"

I was speechless. I pulled Jiang Tian'er into my arms and whispered, "How can you distort the facts! Weren't you very happy in the end?"

Jiang Tian'er said, "Yes! Yes! Yes! I was very happy, I was very happy being raped by you, brother-in-law! After we find my sister, I'll tell her that I was very happy being raped by her brother-in-law."

Although I knew she was joking and Zi Han knew about us, I still tried to avoid mentioning such things. I immediately said, "You little slut! Don't force your brother-in-law to kill someone to cover it up!"

Jiang Tian'er said disdainfully, "Look at you! You wilted as soon as Zi Han is involved! I, Jiang Tian'er, picked you out of all the good qualities! I entrusted myself to the wrong person, how pathetic!"

Although her words were half true and half false, they still made me both laugh and angry. I hadn't dealt with this little slut for a few days, and she had forgotten how powerful I was.

Just then, the black donkey Liu Er, whom she was riding, spoke in human language: "Master, you are truly wise and mighty! Not only are all the women around you stunningly beautiful, but they are also so unrestrained and uninhibited! What's most remarkable is the relationship between brother-in-law and sister-in-law, it's just too exciting!"

Jiang Tian'er coldly said: "Brother-in-law, where did this donkey come from? So talkative! It even dares to gossip about your affairs. I think we should just cut off its tongue!"

Liu Er shivered and hurriedly said: "Grandma, Liu Er will never dare to talk again. Grandma is compassionate, please spare Liu Er this time."

Jiang Tian'er was ruthless. Seeing that Liu Er had heard about her affair with me and had already decided to kill, how could she let the donkey go? But she was afraid that I would stop her, so she coaxed me: "Brother-in-law, if we keep this donkey, I'm afraid my sister will find out about our affair in the future, so why don't we..." As she spoke, she waved her hand horizontally, making a beheading gesture.

I said calmly, "Your sister already knows about us."

Jiang Tian'er was slightly taken aback, and asked with some doubt, "What did she say?"

I laughed, "What else could she say? Nothing more than wailing and crying, threatening suicide, cursing the family's misfortune, her husband's shamelessness, and her sister's frivolity..."

Jiang Tian'er spat, "Pah! She's talking to you seriously! You don't say a single serious word!"

I shrugged and said, "This isn't a serious matter to begin with, how can we talk about it seriously? Oh, we're almost at Fengdu." "

Brother-in-law, take me first! I'm afraid that after I enter reincarnation, I won't have the chance..."

I interrupted her, saying, "No! You must do your best to get through this! Only by facing death can you survive! As for after reincarnation, do you think you can escape your brother-in-law's grasp? I'll probably rape you dozens of times by then, and that won't be enough. You're not allowed to have any wild thoughts now."

Jiang Tian'er knew that what I said made sense, so she didn't say anything, but her hair trembled slightly, revealing the hardships in her heart.

Before the Yin Mountains, a colossal city stood, its walls three hundred and sixty zhang high, stretching endlessly into the distance. Though the underworld is devoid of sun and moon, shrouded in gloom and desolation, my cultivation allows me to see tens of thousands of miles, yet I still couldn't reach the end of the walls. Clearly, this city was immense. I thought to myself, "This must be Fengdu! Truly magnificent and unparalleled!"

Jiang Tian'er and Liu Er were completely awestruck by the spectacle before them, their eyes fixed on the colossal city of Fengdu, clearly deeply moved.

On Fengdu's walls, every ten thousand li (approximately 50,000 kilometers), there was a gate. From my current position, I could see nine gates, but according to ancient records, Fengdu had a total of seventy-two gates, corresponding to the number of the Earthly Fiends. Thinking of this, I could barely imagine the sheer size of Fengdu.

I sighed softly, marveling at the wonders of creation. This colossal city, formed by heaven and earth, far surpasses any human-built structure in the mortal realm. Even with my current level of cultivation, I felt utterly insignificant before Fengdu.

Long queues formed before each gate of Fengdu, filled with wandering spirits and ghosts, preparing to enter Fengdu for judgment—either cast into hell or reincarnated.

A quick glance revealed that each queue consisted of at least tens of thousands of spirits, with countless newly deceased souls constantly descending from the underworld, surging in from all directions to join the ranks and slowly enter the gates of Fengdu. Thus, the long queues never grew or diminished. Leaving aside

everything else, just looking at the sheer scale of this colossal city of Fengdu and the endless stream of wandering spirits, it wasn't hard to imagine the power of the Ten Kings of Hell. And the Seventy-Two Cave Masters, who had been able to roam freely under their noses for so many years, were certainly no ordinary beings. Today's matter was fraught with difficulties!

Leading Jiang Tian'er and Liu Er, I flew over the procession of spirits and landed directly before the gates of Fengdu. Immediately, Ox-Head and Horse-Face appeared to greet me, shouting, "Fengdu is a sacred place of the Netherworld! Your lifespans are not yet over! Leave immediately! Any further lingering will result in being cast into the hell of knives for eternal damnation!"

I bowed and said, "My lords, I have business to discuss with the Ten Kings of Hell. Please inform them that Ye Lingxuan of the Lustful Cult has come to visit."

Ox-Head roared, "Do you think you can just see the Kings as you please? If you don't leave, you'll see my power!"

With that, he brandished his steel fork, the iron rings on it clanging, a truly imposing sight against his three-zhang-tall frame!

Horse-face tugged at Ox-head, saying, "This Taoist priest can enter the underworld directly; he must be no ordinary person. Should we inform him? In case we delay the prince's business..."

Ox-head thought for a moment and shouted, "Hey Taoist, what's your name? Tell me so I can report to the prince. But if you dare to deceive me, I'll make sure you're annihilated!"

I smiled faintly, "This humble Taoist is Ye Lingxuan. Go and report to your prince."

Ox-head snorted and said to Horse-face, "Keep an eye on them. Don't let them escape. If they're frauds, we won't be able to explain to the prince."

Horse-face nodded and said, "I know. Go ahead!"

Ox-head turned and ran off, but Horse-face said, "You all stay still and don't wander off. Wait for the prince to summon you, then you can go in."

I ignored him and turned to Jiang Tian'er, saying, "When the Ten Kings come to greet us, we mustn't be impolite." "

Jiang Tian'er nodded in agreement, but Horse Face said, "I think you've lost your mind! The Prince will come to pick you up, what kind of pipe dream are you having? It's like you're deliberately trying to break into the underworld, you don't know what death is!"

I pretended not to hear, and Jiang Tian'er, being very shrewd, ignored her, but Liu Er couldn't stand it and said, "You horse are so ignorant! My master has boundless magic power! Just wait and see, your Prince will definitely come to pick you up in person!"

Horse Face was furious: "A donkey dares to call me a horse, you really have a death wish!"

As he spoke, Horse Face shook the iron chain and swung it down at Liu Er. Liu Er had just joined my sect and his magic power was weak, how could he resist? It was clear that he was about to be either killed or injured. I lightly flicked my sleeve and brushed the iron chain aside, and said with a faint smile, "The beast is ignorant, don't bother with him!"

These words were openly directed at Liu Er, but secretly cursing Horse Face. Jiang Tian'er heard this and was already laughing so hard she was shaking.

Horse-face roared, "Who are you calling a beast?"

I ignored him, standing with my hands behind my back. Horse-face had exchanged a blow with me and knew the danger, so he dared not use any more vicious attacks or curse me. With nowhere to vent his anger, he immediately started cursing at Six-Ears. Six-Ears retorted, and for a moment, there was a great cacophony of braying and neighing, but it was all nonsense and extremely unpleasant to hear. Jiang Tian'er covered her ears in anger.

Seeing that Horse-Face was not gaining an advantage, the remaining Yin soldiers surrounded him, seemingly about to swarm him. Not wanting to cause any more trouble, I prepared to take Tian'er and Liu Er and retreat first. Just then, a long laugh came from afar: "Old Ye, what wind blew you here! What a rare guest!"

Horse-Face and the Yin soldiers' expressions changed drastically. They knelt on the ground and respectfully said, "Greetings, Your Highness!"

I looked up and saw hundreds of streaks of light flying in from afar. The five ghost cultivators in the lead were dressed in imperial robes. Among them were King Qin Guang, King Chu Jiang, and King Zhuan Lun. I had never seen the other two before, but they were undoubtedly two of the Ten Kings of Hell.

Six-Ears was overjoyed, revealing his smug and smug face. He said to Horse-Face, "Well, isn't your lord here to greet you? My master is wise and mighty..."

I shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

Six-Ears shivered and dared not speak again. Jiang Tian'er took my arm and whispered, "Brother-in-law, are you angry?"

I waved my hand and muttered to myself, "Only five of the Ten Kings of Hell came. They really don't take me seriously."

Hearing this, Jiang Tian'er and Six-Ears were dumbfounded, while Horse-Face and the other underworld soldiers shivered and lowered their heads, not daring to say a word.

As the five Kings of the Underworld flew closer, I went to greet them and said with a smile, "Greetings, Your Highnesses."

King Chujiang laughed and said, "Old Ye, you didn't even tell us you were coming. Yama, Emperor Song, and the others are out on a tour and won't be back for a while. We've failed to give you a proper welcome."

I laughed and said, "Not at all! Your Highnesses' personal welcome makes me feel uneasy. I've already told you that if you ever visit the Chaotic and Lewd Sect, I can't possibly put on such a grand welcome back." As soon as

I finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter. King Qin Guang said, "Old Ye is so cunning, he thinks of everything so thoroughly. We can't be polite to him! Come on, the banquet is ready. Let's eat and chat."

I had no objection. The group entered Fengdu City. I won't go into details about Liu Er being looked after by the underworld soldiers in charge of his mounts.

As I traveled, I carefully observed that although Fengdu belonged to the underworld, under the management of the Ten Kings of Hell, it was riddled with hidden restrictions, with sentries every five steps and guards every ten steps, making it an impregnable fortress. Upon entering the Underworld's dining hall, the banquet was already prepared, and everyone took their seats according to their status as guests and hosts. I observed with a detached eye and found that the furnishings in the hall were quite ingenious; every table and chair exuded elegance and nobility.

King Chujiang spoke up, "Old Ye, you've met Qin Guang and Zhuanlun before. These two are Pingdeng and Biancheng. You should get to know each other better."

I quickly stood up and said, "Your Highnesses, I've long admired your names. It's an honor to meet you today."

King Pingdeng and King Biancheng stood up and returned the greeting, saying, "Fellow Daoist Ye, you're too kind. I'm unworthy of such praise."

After exchanging pleasantries, I said, "I was fortunate to receive King Pingdeng's help before. I thank you very much."

King Pingdeng laughed and said, "It was nothing, no need to mention it! Come, let's drink."

King Zhuanlun looked at King Pingdeng and asked suspiciously, "What's going on? I didn't know you had a relationship with Old Ye?"

King Pingdeng smiled but didn't answer. Just as I was about to explain, King Pingdeng hurriedly said, "Old Ye, I won't tell them! Let them worry!"

I laughed and stopped talking. Then I introduced Jiang Tian'er to the five kings, and everyone was happy.

King Qin Guang spoke up, "Last time, when Old Ye dealt with the rebels of the Seventy-Two Caves of the Netherworld, he was helping Fengdu. But in the end, the Blazing Sun God Emperor turned against Old Ye. Chu Jiang, Zhuanlun, and I couldn't stand it, so we stepped in to help. Unexpectedly, we were ambushed by those shameless scoundrels, the Soul Devouring Demon Lord, causing Old Ye to be suppressed by Mount Sumeru for a thousand years. This grudge will be repaid by the Blood Prison and the Primordial World sooner or later!"

Jiang Tian'er said, "There are so many twists and turns? I didn't know any of that."

King Chu Jiang laughed, " "Your brother-in-law's magical power wasn't fully developed back then, and he didn't rely on the Four Symbols Cauldron, yet he fought the Blazing Sun God Emperor to a standstill. If that fellow hadn't used tricks, he probably would have lost to your

brother-in-law. You see, wasn't your brother-in-law a master strategist who won a decisive victory from afar, ultimately escaping his calamity with the help of Buddhism?" Jiang Tian'er feigned innocence, relentlessly pressing for details. King Chujiang rambled on, making it seem as if the Blazing Sun God Emperor had been utterly defeated by me. As for the Blood Prison and Primordial Wilderness's sneak attack, it was naturally exaggerated a thousandfold. Moreover, King Chujiang's words seemed to intentionally or unintentionally stir up my grudges with the Blood Prison and Primordial Wilderness; his purpose was obvious and self-evident.

After chatting for a while and drinking several rounds, I spoke up: "Your Highnesses, the reason I've come to Fengdu is to send Tian'er into reincarnation. I would be extremely grateful for your assistance."

The five kings exchanged glances, and King Zhuanlun said, "We're brothers, we can talk things over. Why are you being so polite, Old Ye?"

King Chujiang said, "Reincarnation is a trivial matter, but you've come all this way, Old Ye. There must be some difficulty you're facing."

I sighed softly: "Your Highnesses are unaware of my predicament. I have my own compelling reasons. I need Tian'er to enter reincarnation with her memories intact, which is why I've shamelessly come to seek your help."

King Biancheng said, "This matter is extremely dangerous! Based on past experience, entering reincarnation with memories only has a 30% chance of survival. Moreover, to avoid chaos in the world, our Underworld has long forbade any living being to enter reincarnation with memories. This..." His words already implied refusal.

King Qin Guang also said, "Old Ye, it's not that we don't want to help you, it's just that this matter is too dangerous! Miss Tian'er is as beautiful as a flower; if she were to perish, wouldn't that be a great tragedy?"

King Chujiang and King Pingdeng also said, "This matter needs careful consideration; let's see if there are any other solutions."

Jiang Tian'er spoke up, "Your Highness, I am not afraid of death, and I have a truly unavoidable predicament. I hope you can help me."

The five kings pondered in silence.

I said solemnly, "Your Highnesses, I know this matter is difficult for you, but if you are willing to help, I will be eternally grateful and will repay you handsomely."

The five kings exchanged glances and nodded slightly to each other. King Chujiang said, "Helping others is helping yourself. Since Old Ye has put it this way, we will take on some responsibility and lend Miss Tian'er a hand."

Jiang Tian'er said, "There's no time to lose. Tian'er wants to enter reincarnation immediately, is that alright?"

King Chujiang said, "Very well, Miss, come with me."

I stood up and said, "I will also go."

King Zhuanlun said, "Since Old Ye is worried, let's all go together."

So the group left their seats.

King Chujiang led the way into a Hall of Reincarnation, ordering all the Yin soldiers guarding it to withdraw. Pointing to a well in the center of the hall, he said, "This is the path to reincarnation. Young lady, think carefully. Without drinking the Meng Po soup, entering reincarnation with your memories intact, you only have a 30% chance of survival. Although this Hall of Reincarnation is under my control, if you encounter danger inside, I cannot save you."

Jiang Tian'er smiled faintly, "Your Highness, rest assured, this is my own choice. If I die, I will not blame anyone. However, I have two more questions I wish to ask: After reincarnation, will I still be a woman? And what will my cultivation aptitude be like in my next life? If I am born a man or have mediocre aptitude, I would rather not reincarnate at all.

" They were eagerly awaiting my duel with the Seventy-Two Cave Masters, and now, to lure me in, they showed no impatience whatsoever. King Qin Guang quickly said, "Don't worry, young lady. Although the Samsara Palace cannot completely influence future events, we are 80% certain that you will retain your virginity. As for your aptitude, we can only do our best."

Although I had heard rumors about the Samsara Palace and the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and knew that King Qin Guang's words were probably true, I still wanted to confirm, so I said, "Your Highness, this matter of reincarnation should be entirely under your control, but from what you've said, it seems that you're not very confident. Why is that?"

King Zhuanlun said, "Old Ye, you don't know this! Moreover, the ten Samsara Palaces are merely dependent on the Six Paths of Reincarnation..." The existence of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, while controlling the outer aspects of the cycle, is its true core! In the beginning of time, the Six Paths of Reincarnation were freely accessible, allowing beings to easily choose their future lives, including marriage, karma, aptitude, and even life and death. Unfortunately, in ancient times, various races gradually discovered the importance of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and vied for control. Our Ghost Path's powerful predecessors, unwilling to see the Netherworld mired in endless slaughter, led the strongest warriors of various factions into the Six Paths of Reincarnation for a decisive battle. Relying on the power of reincarnation, they annihilated their enemies, but our Ghost Path predecessors were also nearly wiped out. The resentment of these powerful beings lingers, permeating the Six Paths of Reincarnation, forming... "A powerful restriction has been established, so no one can enter now, and therefore cannot arbitrarily change anything in the future."

King Chujiang added, "The Six Paths of Reincarnation are located a thousand feet underground in Fengdu. The ten Reincarnation Palaces are merely subordinate to them. Although they can allow living beings to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation, they cannot arbitrarily change their fate and destiny; they can only make slight adjustments to some details."

I nodded and said, "I see! Then please, Your Highnesses, do your best to help and improve Tian'er's aptitude as much as possible."

King Chujiang said, "Of course, Old Ye, your affairs are our affairs, don't worry! Miss Tian'er, is there anything else you want to say to your brother-in-law?"

The implication was that he wanted Tian'er to leave her last words.

Jiang Tian'er didn't turn around, saying calmly, "There's nothing to explain, let's begin."

King Chujiang looked at me, and I slowly nodded. King Chujiang then said, "Miss Tian'er, don't think about anything, just jump into the well."

Jiang Tian'er walked to the edge of the Reincarnation Well, still not turning around, and chuckled, "Farewell, Your Highnesses and Brother-in-law!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped into the Reincarnation Well without hesitation! In that instant, I felt a faint fear in my heart, like the feeling I had before Tong'er's death, something slowly slipping away, yet I was powerless to stop it.

After a long while, I came to my senses and saw King Chujiang forming hand seals, chanting incantations and casting spells. The Reincarnation Well trembled slightly, clearly protecting Tian'er's primordial spirit and enhancing her aptitude in her next life.

After a long while, King Chujiang stopped casting his spell. I immediately asked, "How is Tian'er?"

King Chujiang wiped the sweat from his brow before replying, "It's hard to say right now. It will take at least thirty-six hours to determine the result. Let's go back first."

King Pingdeng and King Qinguang also said, "Old Ye, don't think too much. Let's go back and have a drink."

I said, "I am extremely grateful for what happened today and will definitely repay you. If any of you princes have any requests, I will certainly do my duty!"

The five princes exchanged glances, seemingly communicating telepathically. I pretended not to notice and stood quietly to the side.

After a moment, King Chujiang said, "Old Ye, we know you don't like owing favors, and we do indeed have a difficult matter that requires your help."

I said solemnly, "Your Highness, please give your orders."

King Chujiang said, "Old Ye, as you know, we, the Ten Kings of Fengdu, have always tried our best to maintain order in the underworld and protect reincarnation, but some ghost cultivators have gone mad and have always coveted the power of reincarnation, intending to overthrow the Six Paths of Heaven. If they were to fight us openly, we wouldn't be afraid, but now they are entrenched in the endless caves of Yinshan, waiting for an opportunity to strike." "They constantly disrupt the cycle of reincarnation, causing us considerable headaches."

After a pause, King Chujiang continued, "The Seventy-Two Caves of the Netherworld are precisely the forces formed by these rebellious ghost cultivators. Their Great Cave Master, Drought Demon, possesses unfathomable cultivation. Old Ye, you must be extremely careful! We should have accompanied you, but unfortunately, we bear heavy responsibilities and cannot easily leave Fengdu. You see…"

Hearing this, I sneered inwardly. Back when we were vying for the divine artifact with the Blazing Sun God Emperor, three Netherworld Lords went to the mortal realm. Now, they say this, truly a hypocrite, befitting their ruthless and cunning nature!

I immediately said solemnly, "It's alright! Since it's inconvenient for you princes to leave this important place, I will go in your place. I had a grudge against the Seventy-Two Caves of the Netherworld before, and now it's a good time to settle it all!"

Seeing how readily I agreed, the five princes hesitated. Having risen to their current positions, they were naturally quite shrewd and immediately began to consider whether I was treacherous.

How fast can divine sense think? Although it was only a short time, the five kings had considered countless possibilities, but they still couldn't figure out what trick I had up my sleeve. The reason was simple: I hadn't intended to use any tricks in the first place!

After a while, King Chujiang took out a jade slip and handed it to me, saying, "Old Ye, this is a map of Yinshan. It has marked the location of Yinfeng City, the main altar of the Seventy-Two Caves of the Netherworld. There are many restrictions there, so you must be very careful!"

I nodded and said, "Thank you! There's no time to lose, so I'll set off immediately. Your Highnesses, please wait for my good news."

King Zhuanlun said, "Old Ye, I'll see you out of the city. Come with me."

Outside the gates of Fengdu, I bowed and said, "Thank you for seeing me off, Your Highness. Please turn back. I'm off."

Then I rode my escape light towards Yinshan, and King Zhuanlun naturally kept saying "Take care" without mentioning it.

The Netherworld was shrouded in darkness, devoid of day or moon, and the ever-present, chilling winds sent shivers down my spine. Upon entering Yin Mountain, the stench of rotting corpses mixed with blood assaulted my senses, intensifying my nausea and irritation, and filling me with an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Although I had never been to Yin Mountain before, the map provided by King Chujiang was remarkably accurate and clearly marked the route, allowing me to fly at full speed without fear of getting lost. After flying for seven or eight hours, I gradually approached Yinfeng City, the headquarters of the Seventy-Two Caves.

To be fair, Yinfeng City was quite vast, stretching eleven thousand li from east to west and eight thousand li from north to south, making it a rare and magnificent city in the world. However, compared to the grandeur of Fengdu, it paled in comparison. I

descended my escape light, found a secluded spot to meditate, and slowly regulated my true energy. Although flying consumed very little mana, I had to reach my peak condition, because I was facing not only the Seventy-Two Caves of the Netherworld but also the Five Kings of Hell who were relentlessly pursuing me.

After circulating his vital energy three times, his fighting spirit reached its peak. He soared into the air, towering above Yinfeng City, and let out a long roar that shook the surrounding area. Gathering his magical power, he shouted, "Drought Demon, do you dare

to come out and fight?" The echo reverberated throughout the heavens and earth, repeating again and again: "...Do you dare to come out and fight...come out and fight...fight..." Instantly, Yinfeng City descended into chaos. Countless wandering ghosts scattered in all directions, seeking refuge, clearly terrified. The large group of ghost cultivators continuously shouted orders, striving to maintain order within the city.

After a moment, a voice rang out from within Yinfeng City: "State your name! No nameless ghosts die under my blade!"

The voice was deep and cold, its words containing boundless killing intent, yet its tone was calm, as if stating a trivial matter. It gave the impression of a seasoned general executing a soldier who had disobeyed orders, casually deciding life and death with a single word!

I said calmly, "Ye Lingxuan!"

A cloud of black mist rose from within the city, enveloping a faint figure. The figure said, "The leader of the Lustful Cult?"

I nodded. The figure roared, "Though you have a slight reputation, you are not worthy to run wild in my Drought Demon's territory!"

I said calmly, "I have never heard of your name before, and I will never remember it again. From today onwards, only one of us will live. There is no need to remember each other's names!"

Drought Demon remained silent, for he understood that today's matter could not be resolved with words!

The wind of the underworld brushed my face, carrying a faint stench of blood and corpses. Facing the powerful enemy before me, an endless excitement surged within me. Suddenly, I felt that victory or defeat was unimportant, and who my opponent was was unimportant. As long as I could fight, that was enough!

Fist against fist, spell against spell, let's fight! Even if we fall, we'll drag each other down with us! No matter how exquisite one's movements, there are times when one is hit; no matter how strong one's body, there are times when one bleeds. I heard myself screaming, and my enemy roaring. I couldn't remember how many attacks I took, only that my opponent was in far worse shape than me!

At my current level of cultivation, although as long as the soul is not destroyed, one is immortal, physical injuries still cause pain. However, in the exhilarating melee, the pain transformed into pleasure.

Suddenly, the drought demon retreated ten feet and shouted, "Wait!"

I laughed and said, "What? Are you afraid?"

The drought demon roared, "Bullshit! Why would I be afraid of you! But Ye Lingxuan is a celestial cultivator, how could he use such bloody and barbaric fighting methods! Who exactly are you?"

He was fighting with great enthusiasm, his fighting spirit soaring, and his tone was no longer calm.

I said calmly, "Besides Ye Lingxuan, who else is worthy of using such a battle tactic?"

The Drought Demon glared at me for a long time before laughing loudly, "Fine! Fine! Fine! Although I haven't trusted anyone for a long time, I'll trust you this time!"

I said, "Now that you've finished speaking, let's fight!"

The Drought Demon cackled, "An opponent like you is indeed rare, but today is a life-or-death battle! I have no confidence in defeating you, nor do I want to perish together with you! Now we'll have to rely on the restrictions and manpower of Yinfeng City. Don't blame me if you die!"

I summoned the Four Symbols Cauldron and laughed, "I'll also be using the Chaos Treasure now. Don't blame me if you die!"

The Drought Demon's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Men, kill them!"

In an instant, countless black mists surged from Yinfeng City, and teams of powerful ghost cultivators charged in neat formation, their coordination tight. The restrictions of Yinfeng City flickered incessantly, connecting with the Drought Demon's power, adding thirty percent to his ferocity!

This is the advantage of having the terrain! If I were to fight enemies within the Chaotic and Lewd Cult, I could utilize the Six Harmonies Nine Palaces Formation to enhance my strength.

Although I had previously killed over a thousand rogue cultivators, they were disorganized then, while the Seventy-Two Cave Ghost Cultivators were well-trained, united as one, and with the formidable Drought Demon directing their attacks and providing central support, they launched relentless assaults. Each wave of attacks was extremely fierce, causing the Four Symbols Cauldron to tremble uncontrollably, and my meridians to ache faintly, resulting in a stalemate.

My only option now is to activate my divine bloodline, utilize the Eye of Zhurong, and sacrifice three cycles of my own power to deliver a fatal blow, hoping to kill Drought Demon! Otherwise, if this continues, even if I win, I will be severely weakened, and the Five Kings of the Underworld will immediately intervene to clean up the mess.

Back then, the Thunder Department's flag bearer only managed to kill the four women right under my nose by sacrificing his own power. Even with the Chaos Treasure in hand, I couldn't prevent that tragedy. But the Drought Demon, as a giant of the Ghost Path, possesses heaven-reaching and earth-shattering abilities. I don't know if he can withstand this final killing blow, but I know that if he can survive this attack, my fate is sealed!

After all, if the fight continues and my mana is further depleted, I won't have a chance to escape the pursuit of the Underworld. My only hope is to minimize my own mana consumption, making the Five Kings hesitant to start a war. After

a few hard exchanges, I forced the Drought Demon and the other ghost cultivators back a hundred feet, gaining a moment of respite. I circulated my mana, opened the Eye of Zhu Rong, and simultaneously reversed my true essence, forcing out all the power of three Jiazi (60 years) of cultivation. I locked onto the Drought Demon and unleashed a thunderous strike.

A wisp of flame erupted from the eye of Zhurong, drifting towards the drought demon. Though the flame was tiny, seemingly on the verge of extinguishing, its light instantly illuminated a vast expanse, banishing the endless darkness of the underworld.

The flame moved extremely slowly, yet it left long spatial rifts as it passed through the void, instantly piercing the bodies of countless ghost cultivators and setting their corpses ablaze. In an instant, countless dazzling fireworks lit up the dim underworld sky, breathtakingly beautiful, yet scorching the heavens and earth, radiating boundless killing intent!

Knowing it could not dodge, the drought demon had no choice but to channel its magic power, urging the underworld's yin winds to instantly create several wind walls in front of it, while simultaneously raising its fists to block this supreme attack!

In an instant, the flames shattered the wind wall and met the drought demon's fists head-on. The impact was silent, but the void at the point of clash collapsed, swallowing everything in its path. After what seemed like an eternity, the shattered space slowly recovered. Half of the ghost cultivators from the seventy-two caves had been swallowed by the spatial rift, and a third of the buildings in Yinfeng City were reduced to ruins.

The power of the Eye of Zhurong far exceeded my expectations; it seems the bloodline of the ancient gods is much stronger than that of the existing gods! However, this excessively powerful bloodline immediately triggered a backlash. My muscles and bones are now experiencing intense stinging pain; clearly, I've exceeded my limits!

Without time to regulate his true energy, he released his divine sense to scan the surrounding void, finally confirming that the drought demon's aura had completely disappeared. He exhaled a breath of turbid air and then said loudly, "Your Highness, I have fulfilled my mission and killed the drought demon. The rest is up to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the void in the distance suddenly rippled, and the Five Kings of the Underworld appeared, flying in a fan shape, blocking all my escape routes. They finally surrounded me a hundred feet away, occupying strategic points around me, making it impossible for me to escape, and then they all stopped.

Chapter 18

King Chujiang chuckled, "Old Ye, we came to help you as soon as we finished arranging things. We didn't expect you to kill the leader of the rebels so quickly."

As they spoke, the Five Kings' divine senses swept across the surrounding void without restraint, partly to ascertain the drought demon's fate, and partly to probe my strength.

I smiled faintly, "I have fulfilled my mission! But my magical power is now completely exhausted. If someone takes advantage of this, I will be in grave danger. I can only temporarily seek refuge in Fengdu to recover my power. I beg you, Your Highnesses, to grant my request."

King Pingdeng said solemnly, "Old Ye, is your magical power really exhausted? This is indeed a troublesome matter! If someone takes advantage of this weakness, it will be disastrous."

I was about to reply when King Zhuanlun interrupted, "Old Ye, your tricks of feinting and deception are not very clever! Although you were able to kill the drought demon, your magical power must have been greatly depleted. Even with all your schemes, you cannot resolve this crisis! If you know what's good for you, leave behind the Primordial Scripture and the Four Symbols Cauldron today, and we will let you go. Otherwise..."

The threat in his words was already very clear and obvious.

Upon hearing this, I laughed loudly, and after a long while, I said, "King Wheel, my magic power is indeed exhausted, believe it or not! However, if you want the divine object, you still have to come and take it yourself. I absolutely have no chance of dying together with you, don't worry."

My words were so sincere that I almost believed myself.

The five kings exchanged glances, and King Chujiang said, "Old Ye, don't be impatient, we can talk things over."

I shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter, but King Wheel shouted, "Now that things have come to this, he is already a sitting duck, are you still hesitating?"

King Qin Guang said calmly, "Then King Wheel, you should act immediately. After you get the divine object, we will definitely not take it from you."

Hearing this, King Wheel was speechless with anger, and said, "You...you..." But he stammered for a long time, unable to say anything coherent, and for a moment, a stalemate occurred on the field.

After a moment of silence, King Biancheng suddenly said, "We all belong to the ghost cultivator forces of the Underworld. No matter how much we disagree, we must unite against this common enemy today! Ye Lingxuan, you must leave behind two divine artifacts no matter what!"

I chuckled and said, "Even if I hand over the two divine artifacts, how will the five of you divide them?"

The five kings exchanged glances and fell silent again. After a while, King Biancheng said, "How we divide the divine artifacts is our business. You just need to hand them over, and we won't trouble you with the rest!"

Hearing this, the other four kings said in unison, "That's right, hand over the divine artifacts first!"

I sighed inwardly. In the end, a big battle was inevitable. But at this moment, I had already consumed a lot of my magical energy and was fighting five against one. Even with the Chaos Treasure in hand, the hope of escape was already extremely slim. However, it wouldn't be so easy for me to surrender. My luck was at its peak right now, and taking one or two Underworld Lords down with me shouldn't be a problem.

Slowly raising the Four Symbols Cauldron, I channeled my true essence and magical power, vowing to fight to the death rather than surrender! My gaze swept over the five kings, and I said calmly, "I would rather die a glorious death than live a shameful life! If you wish to seize the divine treasure, come and take it yourselves!"

The five kings remained silent, slowly closing in.

Just as the great battle was about to erupt, a violent surge of magical power suddenly arose from afar. Several chilling auras clashed, revealing that several peerless experts were fighting each other. And the direction from which this surge of magical power originated was none other than the location of Fengdu!

The aftershocks of the battle had traveled so far, demonstrating the intensity of the conflict. It was obvious that one side was composed of the other five of the Ten Kings of Hell, but the crucial question was: who were their opponents?

Besides me, who else dared to challenge the Ten Kings of Hell on this small piece of Fengdu territory?

This greatly surprised both the Five Kings of the Underworld and myself. We hadn't even made a move yet, and Fengdu was already engulfed in chaos—truly beyond everyone's expectations!

After a moment of silence, the Five Kings of the Underworld and I both realized that the two sides fighting in Fengdu were evenly matched, their momentum overwhelming. The aftershocks of their attacks were like a raging storm; although the battle had just begun, it was clearly already at a fever pitch. King Yama's

face was ashen, and he shouted angrily, "Ye Lingxuan, you are despicable! You lured us out alone, but secretly ambushed us to attack Fengdu! We treated you like a brother!"

Hearing this, I was both amused and exasperated. This ambush was naturally not my doing; I didn't even know who the attackers were. But even if I explained, the Five Kings of the Underworld would never believe me. Besides, this was a golden opportunity to fish in troubled waters—why should I explain? So I smiled faintly, neither admitting nor defending myself, leaving the Five Kings confused about the truth.

King Pingdeng suddenly exclaimed, "It's that Qilin!"

King Chujiang asked in confusion, "With Yama and Wu Guan personally overseeing things over there, how could they cause such a commotion?"

Hearing this, I suddenly understood. No wonder only five of the Ten Kings of Hell showed up earlier; the other five weren't unwilling to share the spoils, but were busy suppressing a powerful demon Qilin and couldn't leave.

King Qin Guang said, "It must be reinforcements from the Primordial World! I can already sense the aura of the Six-Eyed Hou King. If they rescue the Qilin..." King Zhuanlun interrupted, "Then what about here? Aren't we going to abandon the divine object? A golden opportunity is gone forever!"

I chuckled, "That's right! Opportunity knocks but once! You princes should think carefully!"

Just then, several more low, muffled sounds came from Fengdu. Even from this distance, spatial rifts could be faintly seen, clearly indicating that the situation over there was extremely urgent!

King Chujiang gritted his teeth and roared, "Ye Lingxuan is incredibly cunning. How could he not have a backup plan? We've already fallen into his trap. What more do you want? It's a small matter that the prehistoric demon race rescued the Qilin, but if they break through the Samsara Palace and refine the Well of Samsara, all our lifelong cultivation will be in vain. Think carefully about what will become of us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and flew towards Fengdu, leaving the other four kings looking at each other, at a loss.

King Qin Guang clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, stomped his foot, and followed King Chujiang. King Zhuanlun knew that the situation was hopeless, and cursed under his breath, but there was nothing he could do. He leaped into the air and flew ahead of King Chujiang, heading straight for Fengdu.

King Biancheng and King Pingdeng exchanged a glance and chuckled, "Old Ye, this was all a misunderstanding. Don't take it to heart."

I smiled slightly and said, "Great men don't hold grudges against petty people. Don't worry, I won't mind. After all, brothers who share life and death like this are rare indeed!"

Hearing this, even the shrewd King Biancheng and King Pingdeng couldn't help but show a hint of embarrassment. They forced a laugh and said, "In that case, we'll take our leave first. Old Ye, you should find a place to recuperate quickly."

I nodded, and the two kings of the Underworld turned and left.

Watching the five kings of the Underworld, who had come full of enthusiasm but left defeated, I secretly felt a sense of relief. If it weren't for their internal strife, I would probably be lying dead on the spot by now. Even if I could drag one or two enemies down with me, it wouldn't help me at all.

But with the Five Kings returning to aid Fengdu, the prehistoric demon race could no longer gain any advantage. My life was saved by the demon race, so naturally I should repay them. Moreover, the Five Kings have treated me so "sincerely," wouldn't it be unwise not to return the favor with a toast? He then proclaimed loudly, "Five Kings, I have accidentally divined the secrets of heaven and discovered that a powerful being will soon take over the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The divination shows a pervasive Yin energy; you must prepare yourselves!"

The Six Paths of Reincarnation, along with Buzhou Mountain, the Northern Sea, and the Ginseng Fruit Tree, are known as the four most dangerous and wondrous places in the world, each concealing endless dangers and boundless opportunities. The Six Paths of Reincarnation, in particular, is of paramount importance; whoever can completely control it can freely alter the fate and opportunities of future generations, making it a coveted territory for all major powers.

The Ten Kings of Hell have been in charge of the Reincarnation Palace for many years, yet they haven't even touched the edge of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. After all, the resentment within is overwhelming, and the restrictions are numerous, making it impossible to resolve.

Imagine the resentment contained in Zhurong's eyes. It took six bodhisattvas working together and relying on Mount Sumeru to suppress it, and it took more than a thousand years to resolve it. In contrast, countless powerful beings are buried in the six realms of reincarnation, and their resentment is deeply rooted and has become one with the six realms of reincarnation. Naturally, the difficulty of resolving it has increased many times over. Therefore, for tens of thousands of years, the Ten Kings of Hell have been helpless.

But today I deliberately leaked a heavenly secret, saying that the Six Paths of Reincarnation was about to be unsealed, which is tantamount to sowing the seeds of enmity among the Ten Kings. After all, the Six Paths of Reincarnation is too important, and the Ten Kings would never share it. Moreover, once the news spreads, the other seven major powers will definitely not sit idly by. As

the saying goes, "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." At that time, Fengdu will never have a peaceful day again. Since the Ten Kings of the Underworld are so fond of cleaning up the mess, then let them clean it up slowly! I have already revealed the heavenly secret. It doesn't matter whether those who hear this secret believe it or not. I have no loss if they don't believe it, but if they do believe it, there will be rivers of blood. Anyway, I am not the true master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, so why not let the slaughter come even more fiercely?

When the Five Kings of the Underworld heard my words, their escape lights involuntarily stopped, as if they were discussing it through divine thought. After a moment, they rushed to Fengdu again. I sighed softly and said nothing more. This is all the time I can buy for the demon race.

After the five kings disappeared from sight, I pretended to turn and leave, secretly summoning the Four Symbols Cauldron and striking a point in the void. With a soft "whoosh," the cauldron missed, and a figure fled, but the escape light was weak, as if exhausted.

I said calmly, "Drought Demon, you actually managed to survive the spatial collapse, which truly surprises me!"

The Drought Demon had long lost its imposing manner, its clothes tattered and its face covered in blood. It trembled and said, "Impossible! I am connected with Yin Feng City, completely concealing my aura. Even those guys in the Underworld couldn't detect me, how could you possibly find me?"

I nodded and said, "That's right! I couldn't detect your aura, but I can calculate your fate! Your life is coming to an end, even those guys in the Underworld..." " If that fellow calculates carefully, he can also discover that you're not dead. It's just that their attention has been focused on me, which is why you've kept it a secret for so long."

The Drought Demon hurriedly said, "Sect Leader Ye, the Ten Kings of Hell have always hoped that we two would fight to the death so they could reap the benefits! Even if you kill me now, you can't establish a foothold in the Netherworld to spread your teachings. Why bother doing the work for the Ten Kings of Hell? Why don't we make a deal?"

I said calmly, "I have no interest in making a deal with a dying man!"

As I spoke, I summoned the Four Symbols Cauldron and fiercely attacked the Drought Demon.

The Drought Demon was already at its last gasp, dodging repeatedly, daring not to meet the attack. At the same time, he kept wailing, "What good will it do you to kill me? It will only benefit the Ten Kings of Hell. Keeping me around to restrain the Underworld is also advantageous to you!"

I sneered and said, "I already have someone to restrain the Underworld, so you don't need to worry about it! Go in peace!"

I seized an opening and launched a series of quick attacks. The Drought Demon could no longer hold on. With a "bang," he was struck in the chest, unable to even spit out blood, and had already fainted.

I raised my hand and pressed it on the top of the Drought Demon's head, using the Soul Searching Technique to search his memories as hard as I could. The memories of such a powerful figure must contain countless secrets, which are priceless treasures and cannot be easily discarded!

Although the drought demon was severely injured and unconscious, it suffered immense pain during the soul-searching technique. Its skull crackled, and its face contorted in agony, appearing extremely ferocious. Moments later, I obtained the information I needed. I casually tossed the drought demon into the Four Symbols Cauldron, refining its soul into pure Yin energy, which I then slowly nourished with the earth, water, fire, and wind elements within the cauldron.

Finding a secluded spot, I set up several defensive barriers, took a pill to suppress the backlash from my bloodline, and began to regulate my true essence. Five full hours passed before my magical power fully recovered. However, I was in no hurry to leave. After all, Tian'er's fate was still uncertain, and Liu Er was still in Fengdu City; I couldn't simply abandon it now.

Since the Five Kings returned to Fengdu, the battle there quickly ceased, clearly indicating a victor. The outcome wasn't difficult to deduce: the Ten Kings of Hell and the Ten Palaces of Reincarnation were all connected, making victory relatively easy. However, the Primordial Demon King was no pushover either; having come prepared, he was sure to escape unscathed.

Not long after, a group of ghost soldiers flew close to the place. Leading them was a judge-level ghost cultivator with black hair and beard. His cultivation was mediocre, but his expression was respectful and his manners impeccable. He said respectfully, “Master Ye, my lord knows you left in haste and specially ordered me to bring you your esteemed mount. As for Miss Tian’er, she has been safely reincarnated and is currently reborn in the household of Qian Xiaolian in Wuning City, Chongling County, under the rule of the secular Han Dynasty. Master, please rest assured. Moreover, when I came, my lord repeatedly apologized, saying that he should have come personally…” "I was seeing you off, but Fengdu was suddenly attacked by the demon race, and I really couldn't leave. I hope the sect leader will forgive me."

I waved my hand and said, "It's alright! As long as Tian'er is safe, that's all that matters. As for the kindness of all the princes, I will remember it in my heart and repay them in due time! Go back and tell the princes that when the demon race attacked, I could have helped them, but I was held up by a few scoundrels and couldn't spare the time. I hope the princes won't take offense."

If I didn't give them a good scolding, wouldn't I be letting myself down? As for how the Five Kings of the Underworld felt after hearing these words, I couldn't care less.

The judge nodded in agreement and was about to turn and leave when I said, "Wait, I wasn't in Fengdu when the demons attacked, so I'm not entirely aware of the battle. Are you aware of the situation? Was Fengdu severely damaged?"

The judge shook his head and said, "Reporting to the Master, my magical power is weak; I'm just a civil servant in the Underworld, so I'm unaware of this battle. But the princes' magical power is boundless, and their strategies are flawless. Naturally, the demons of the Primordial World retreated without a fight, and Fengdu was largely unharmed."

I knew his answer was likely inaccurate; it was just a casual question, so I didn't care about such a vague answer. I waved my hand, and they tactfully withdrew.

Everything in this world has its cause and effect. It was because I suddenly arrived in Fengdu, causing the Five Kings to leave their stronghold, that the Underworld's power was divided and weakened, giving the Primordial World the opportunity to rescue the Qilin. But it was also because of the conflict between the Primordial World and the Underworld that I was able to escape unscathed. The twists and turns of the situation were truly unexpected!

As I pondered, Six Ears rushed to my side, neighing joyfully, "Master is truly a master strategist, brilliant and mighty! Six Ears knew Master would wreak havoc..."

I was too lazy to listen to such flattery and said indifferently, "Shut up!"

At the same time, I mounted the donkey, pulled on the reins, and set off. Six Ears asked, "Master, where are we going?"

"To the mortal world to find Tian'er!"

The old donkey knew the way and let Six Ears fly away on its own. I took out the yellow gemstone I had obtained long ago and played with it. Because this gemstone came from the Seventy-Two Caves of the Netherworld, all the information about this gemstone was in the Drought Demon's memory. This yellow gemstone was actually the Nine Heavens Breath Soil!

In ancient legends, Zhurong and Gonggong broke the pillar of heaven, causing the sky to collapse in the northwest and the earth to sink in the southeast. Although Nuwa sacrificed herself to mend the sky, the world was already ravaged by floods, causing immense suffering. Yu the Great stepped forward to save the people, vowing to quell the floods and ultimately achieving unparalleled feats. This Nine Heavens Breath Soil was the treasure Yu the Great used to control the floods.

Back then, if it weren't for the miraculous power of this Nine Heavens Breath Soil, how could those hundred-odd ghost cultivators have trapped me? However, although this Nine Heavens Breath Soil was extremely precious, it wasn't of much use to me, so I put it in my sleeve and ignored it.

Many years later, when I faced that almost invincible opponent, I exerted all my strength but was still no match for him. It was this Nine Heavens Breath Soil, which I had never valued, that performed a miraculous feat and saved my life. But that's another story.

Leaving the Netherworld and finally seeing the light of day again, walking through the mortal world, I felt as if I had returned to another world! This time, I truly owed seven-tenths of my survival to luck!

Having determined our direction, we headed straight for Chongling County of the Great Han Dynasty. Though it was a distance of ten thousand miles, we arrived in half a day. This was truly a

journey of immortals from dawn till dusk. To avoid disturbing the people, I secretly descended into my escape form, leading Liu Er on foot to the gate of Qian Xiaolian's residence in Wuning City. However, I found the Qian residence undecorated, clearly indicating no newborn child had been born. Slightly surprised, I approached the gatekeeper and said, "Young man, may I ask why there are no auspicious decorations or celebratory feasts at your residence?"

The gatekeeper rolled his eyes and coldly replied, "You Taoist priest, you have no sense of propriety! Your residence is currently experiencing bad luck; what kind of celebratory feast would you hold! This is not a place for you to beg for alms; go, go, go!"

I said, "The birth of a newborn child in your household is a joyous occasion; how can it be considered unlucky?"

The gatekeeper said impatiently, "If my young master were safe, I would naturally treat you to a good meal and let you freeload. But the young master died less than an hour after birth. How can this not be unlucky? Stop babbling here and get out of the way. The whole mansion is annoyed!"

Hearing this, I was shocked. Could it be that the Ten Kings of Hell dared to play tricks? This was old grudges that had not been settled, and now new hatred had been added! This time, I must turn Fengdu upside down! Now I am full of energy, while they are severely weakened. I will use their own methods against them and take advantage of their weakness!

But this matter cannot be rash. First, I must find out the whole story to determine whether Tian'er's death is related to the Ten Kings of Hell. I immediately began to calculate the secrets of heaven. Just then, I heard a weak voice in my ear: "Brother-in-law..."

The voice was extremely weak, obviously due to severe depletion of energy, but it was undoubtedly Jiang Tian'er's voice.

I hurriedly turned my head and saw Jiang Tian'er's figure, as faint as a wisp of smoke, huddled in the shadows of the corner

of the room, desperately trying to avoid the sunlight, looking extremely weak and pitiful. I knew that the souls of newly deceased ghosts were extremely weak; if exposed to sunlight, they would immediately be scattered. I quickly waved my hand, summoning a cloud from afar to block the sunlight, and then walked towards Jiang Tian'er. The gatekeeper angrily shouted, "You thieving Taoist, how dare you trespass into someone else's residence! Don't you know you're going to be conscripted?" I

casually flicked my sleeve, pushing him back several steps and stopping him in his tracks. The gatekeeper was immediately dumbfounded.

Reaching Jiang Tian'er, I first took out a pill to nourish her spirit and gave it to her. Then I picked her up, turned around, mounted Liu Er's back, pulled on the reins, and sped away. The cloud naturally remained overhead, blocking the scorching sun.

After finding a vast, deathly graveyard and using the Yin energy to protect Jiang Tian'er's soul, I finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What happened? Could it be that King Chujiang was behind this?"

Because it involves the mysteries of reincarnation, I wasn't entirely sure.

Jiang Tian'er shook her head and chuckled, "No, it was my own spirit that left my body."

Hearing this, I felt a surge of anger: "In your past life, you almost lost all your magical power, and you entered reincarnation with your memories, further damaging your vitality. Now you've actually abandoned your physical body in this life—aren't you courting death? If I had arrived a few hours later, even if you didn't die in the sunlight, your soul would have been blown away by the wind!"

Jiang Tian'er smiled slightly, seemingly regaining some of her spirit, and said sweetly, "Brother-in-law, you care about me so much?"

Unwilling to confront her directly, I coldly replied, "You're quite good at self-admiration. Unfortunately, I get angry when I see people who don't respect themselves. Heaven cherishes life; even ants try to survive, yet you act so willfully and recklessly. Naturally, I'm angry!"

Jiang Tian'er, however, said, "Brother-in-law, my spirit left my body ..." "At this time, it's all about taking a gamble! If my brother-in-law doesn't keep his word and doesn't come to find me, I'll have no will to live and would rather die. But if he comes, I won't die."

I said angrily, "If I'm delayed, wouldn't you be throwing your life away for nothing? Besides, you've always had grand ambitions, intending to conquer the six realms of existence. How could you die so easily?"

Jiang Tian'er giggled, "If my brother-in-law comes late, then I can only blame my bad luck! As for grand ambitions, I dare not claim them."

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue playfully, but I knew she was like a poisonous creature, incomparably beautiful yet incredibly venomous. Every word and action had a purpose. To this day, I still can't figure out why she would risk everything to enter reincarnation with her memories intact. Her deep scheming is evident from this.

Jiang Tian'er said, "Brother-in-law, don't be angry. Tian'er apologizes."

I looked at her and said, "Stop with the nonsense! Hurry up and start cultivating. First, condense your soul."

Jiang Tian'er said, "Although I cultivated both immortals and ghosts in my previous life, my cultivation methods were mediocre, and my skills were not refined. I still need your guidance, brother-in-law."

I have always had some knowledge of the ghost path, especially recently after obtaining the memories of the drought demon, I know many secrets of the underworld and the mysteries of the ghost path. Therefore, guiding Jiang Tian'er's cultivation was easy. I studied and researched on my own while teaching her. The pure yin energy in the Four Symbols Cauldron was also prepared for Jiang Tian'er, allowing her to absorb it at will. Therefore, after just over ten days, Jiang Tian'er's soul had been completely condensed and she had cultivated a soul body.

After the day's power transfer was completed, I asked Jiang Tian'er, "Why did you abandon your physical body and enter the Ghost Path?"

Jiang Tian'er chuckled and said, "Why else? I just saw how fast Ghost Path techniques are to cultivate!"

All things that are born must die, and after death they enter the Netherworld and become Ghosts. This is the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. Therefore, Ghost Path cultivators are the most numerous and have the fastest cultivation speed. However, there is no perfect solution in this world. Other Great Paths all pursue longevity, which is exactly the opposite of Ghost Path. Therefore, over the years, countless powerful individuals have painstakingly researched many heaven-defying methods. Although these methods were not created specifically for Ghost Path, they have the power to restrain Ghost Path cultivators who follow the will of heaven. Therefore, Ghost cultivators are often hampered in battle and have to rely on raising Yin Souls to set up formations to injure their enemies.

I said seriously, "Ghostly cultivation techniques are easy to learn but difficult to master. Although progress is rapid, one is easily controlled by others. Only by reaching the state of oneness with heaven and man can this drawback be resolved. The Ten Kings of Hell and the drought demons of the Seventy-Two Caves of the Netherworld have barely reached this point, while hundreds of millions of other ghost cultivators are completely stuck before this step, never making any progress. Are you so confident? Why did you choose the Ghostly Path?"

Jiang Tian'er said calmly, "Ling Xuan, you have always been good at scheming. Can't you see through the mystery?"

I knew that she would only call me Ling Xuan in a very serious situation, so I was startled. After a moment of contemplation, I carefully chose my words before saying, "Tian'er, although I do hope that you can stay in the Netherworld and be ready at any time..." "I'm monitoring the movements of the Ten Kings of Fengdu and the Six Paths of Reincarnation, but there's no need to throw myself into the Ghost Path. Besides, your primordial spirit left your body at birth; the risk is far too great."

Jiang Tian'er raised her hand and stroked mine, saying softly, "I've said it before, I've been searching for an extraordinary, exceptional man. You're the one I've chosen, so naturally I'll do everything in my power to help you! The Six Paths of Reincarnation is of utmost importance, so naturally someone needs to keep an eye on things for you, and I'm the perfect choice."

I looked at Jiang Tian'er and slowly said, "But I've never thought of dominating the world. You... you've chosen the wrong person. I need you to monitor Fengdu because..."

Jiang Tian'er interrupted me, "I know, you want me to help you find out where Sister Zihan is, in case she..." "Once you've entered the cycle of reincarnation, you can search for her reincarnation. If it weren't for that reason, you might not have been willing to venture into the underworld for me. I... I really envy Sister Zihan."

I sighed softly and said, "Although Zihan may not have been reincarnated, I can't gamble! As for our relationship, as long as you're willing to sincerely help me, then regardless of whether Zihan has been reincarnated or not, all past grievances will be wiped clean, and I won't hold a grudge against you anymore. As for your so-called ambition, I'm powerless to help you."

Jiang Tian'er said, "You're thinking too simply! Wipe it clean? Hmph, have you forgotten? When you raped me, I also said I would make you suffer ten times more than I did! Unless you kill me now, I, Jiang Tian'er, will always do what I say." "Here! As for achieving great things, that's not up to you. Countless powerful figures in this world will force you onto this path; you have no way out!"

I said calmly, "I, Ye Lingxuan, don't want trouble, but I'm not afraid of it either! Whoever wants to deal with me, I won't care, including you."

Jiang Tian'er smiled slightly and said, "I like your fearless attitude right now!"

I straightened my face and stopped talking. Jiang Tian'er also wisely kept quiet. From that day on, we never discussed this topic again. Although I acted ruthlessly and sought to gain fortune, all of this was just a means. Deep down, I still longed for peace. Today's hardships and efforts were for tomorrow's freedom and ease.

In the days that followed, I spent most of my time cultivating. Jiang Tian'er continued to act innocent, as if calling me "brother-in-law" was a great pleasure. I would casually join in with her banter.

"Brother-in-law, didn't you say that after Tian'er's reincarnation, you would satisfy her? I want your big cock to fuck me right now!"

Jiang Tian'er's face held an innocent and childlike quality, yet her delicate body writhed lewdly, coupled with her vulgar and undisguised words, truly arousing the blood!

Jiang Tian'er could have changed her appearance in this life, after all, shaping a soul body is far easier than shaping a flesh body, but for some reason, during her cultivation, she still cultivated according to the appearance of her previous life, so she was still slender and petite, thin as a winter plum blossom, without any difference from her previous life.

Moreover, this graveyard was filled with ancient tombs, utterly lifeless, and after the setting sun, it gained an even more eerie atmosphere. If an ordinary young girl came here, she would have already turned pale with fright, but Jiang Tian'er didn't care at all, instead earnestly hoping that I would rape her to my heart's content among the tombs and before the tombstones.

This lewd idea was certainly incredibly stimulating, but I had a better plan, and the timing wasn't right either. So, I looked at Jiang Tian'er and deliberately said disdainfully, "Although you've cultivated a soul body, it's still very shallow and extremely weak. If your brother-in-law were to fuck you with his big cock right now, you'd probably be completely destroyed after a couple of thrusts. Let's wait until you've completely absorbed the Yin energy transformed from the drought demon."

Jiang Tian'er said unhappily, "When will it be completely absorbed? Brother-in-law, are you just trying to appease me? But speaking of which, I'm really surprised that you were able to kill so many and refine the drought demon, especially after you were so badly injured. How did you escape the clutches of the Ten Kings of the Underworld?"

I looked at her and said, "I can't say! I can't say! Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed!"

Jiang Tian'er gritted her teeth for a long time before finally uttering the word "fuck" from her small mouth! Her appearance was extremely alluring, like a spoiled young lady throwing a tantrum. For a moment, I had an urge to hold her down and have my way with her, but I am a man of my word. Since I said I wouldn't do it now, I naturally wouldn't go back on my word.

But deep down, I also felt a little regretful. If I had been gentler, nothing serious would have happened. But now, to leave such a beautiful and charming little slut untouched was simply too much of a disservice to myself!

Although this graveyard was large, after only ten days, it could no longer support Jiang Tian'er's cultivation. It could only rely entirely on the yin energy inside the cauldron. Her cultivation speed far exceeded her own expectations, and even I was secretly surprised. It seems that Jiang Tian'er really made the right bet. After reincarnation, she actually has a great talent for cultivation in the ghost path.

The drought demon was severely injured that day, its magical power reduced to only about 30-40%. After I refined and purified it, even less power remained. It could only supply Jiang Tian'er with a few more months of cultivation before it was exhausted. It seemed I had to find another way. However, within this universe, only the Netherworld possessed such inexhaustible Yin energy. I estimated I would have to go to the Underworld again.

I told Jiang Tian'er, and she naturally had no objections. So I used telepathy to tell Liu Er to return quickly.

Ironically, this donkey couldn't stand the silence of the graveyard and begged to go outside for a stroll. Considering Jiang Tian'er needed to cultivate, I was happy to let him go further away for some peace and quiet, so I granted his request. But this donkey actually transformed into human form again, went to the market, bought two mares, and led them to a secluded place, indulging in debauchery every day. He was quite carefree. Fortunately, I don't observe any taboos regarding lust, so I turned a blind eye.

Liu Er was originally an animal, so his eye for horses was naturally excellent. The two mares were indeed brightly colored, plump, and strong. One was named Red Hare, and the other was named Thief Black Horse. Both were excellent steeds! Normally, such fine creatures would look down on donkeys, but the black donkey with six ears was a strange beast with magical powers. In order to shed their animal form and achieve enlightenment, the two mares naturally tried their best to curry favor with him. They flattered him every day and fawned over him. How could they dare to disobey him in the slightest?

As I transmitted my thoughts, Six Ears revealed his true form, riding the mare Dao Li, engaged in a fierce and frenzied battle. His donkey penis, several feet long, was hard, hot, and erect, extremely grotesque. He relentlessly thrust at Dao Li's genitals, each thrust piercing her vulva. The mare was drenched in sweat, her hooves trembling, her head thrown back, neighing incessantly. As for Red Hare, it lay panting nearby, clearly having already mated with Six Ears. Being a Ferghana horse, its sweat dripped onto the ground, staining the ground crimson.

Hearing my summons, Six Ears knew he couldn't delay, but he was at a crucial moment. I wasn't an unfeeling teacher, so I told him to finish quickly and return as soon as possible.

As if granted a pardon, Liu Er hurriedly thrust his penis in and out several times, his large glans repeatedly piercing Dao Li's uterus. Dao Li could no longer withstand it and finally stumbled, collapsing to her knees. Liu Er felt quite proud and continued to thrust with his lewd power, fucking Dao Li until her juices flowed like a spring and her sweat poured like a torrential rain. Dao Li cried out repeatedly, begging Liu Er to have mercy, but Liu Er was so engrossed in fucking that he paid no heed to any of that, fucking Dao Li until she trembled all over and almost fainted.

After thrusting and pounding for over a hundred times, Liu Er let out a strange cry and plunged his penis into Dao Li's vagina, the glans fully penetrating the mare's uterus. As soon as the horse's eye opened, a large amount of semen gushed out, pouring into Dao Li's thirsty uterus. Liu Er's two huge testicles contracted incessantly, squeezing the semen into his penis and continuously pumping it deep into Dao Li's uterus. Dao Li, who was eager to conceive the demon donkey's foal, naturally did not resist at all. She knelt on the ground, raising her rump high to facilitate Liu Er's lustful act, and happily accepted the baptism of Liu Er's semen.

After Liu Er finished transferring his essence and completing his important task, he transformed into human form and said to Red Hare and Dao Li, "My master has summoned me. I'm afraid we won't be able to meet easily in the future. I have taught you the cultivation method. Take care of yourselves. Be careful in everything you do from now on. If you are caught again, no one will be able to save you. I'm off!"

The two mares were very anxious when they saw their "noble donkey" leave. They kept stretching their necks and neighing, but Liu Er could not delay any longer. He had no choice but to ignore them and fly away.

Six-Ears carried me and Tian'er as we flew straight towards the Netherworld, but it seemed somewhat listless and dispirited. I said, "Those two horses are not in danger. You will see them again someday. Cheer up!"

Six-Ears was overjoyed to hear this and brayed, "Master, is this true?"

Jiang Tian'er scoffed, "Of course it's true! What kind of person is my brother-in-law? Would he lie to you? If you say such disrespectful words again, I'll cut out your tongue!"

For some reason, Jiang Tian'er disliked this black donkey very much and threatened to cut out its tongue several times. The black donkey was so frightened that it trembled and begged for mercy, "Grandma, spare me! Six-Ears won't dare to do it again."

After entering the Netherworld, we found a place where wandering ghosts and spirits frequently appeared and let Jiang Tian'er hunt for them to hone her combat experience. The ghosts she caught were given to me to refine and purify. After several months, Jiang Tian'er's cultivation had become quite strong.

One day, after Jiang Tian'er finished refining the Yin energy, she stretched and said in a coquettish voice, "Brother-in-law, the ghost cultivation methods you passed on to me are indeed fast to learn and very powerful, much better than what I practiced before!"

I said calmly, "Most of these methods came from the drought demon, and a small part came from the many ghost cultivators I killed in the past. After cross-referencing and refining them, I passed them on to you, so naturally they are superior to what you learned before. Besides, your aptitude in this life is even better than in your previous life, and the Yin energy you absorb every day is first purified by the Four Symbols Cauldron, so your cultivation is naturally twice as effective."

Jiang Tian'er took my arm and said playfully, "In my previous life, Tian'er was helpless and alone, but now I have my brother-in-law's love, so it's naturally different."

As she spoke, her soft breasts pressed against my arm, and her jade legs pressed against my crotch, teasing me intentionally or unintentionally, but her face was innocent.

I cursed her under my breath, calling her a slut, and scooped her up in my arms, throwing her to the ground, ready to unleash the pent-up desire I'd been suppressing for months.

The sky of the underworld was perpetually dark and gloomy, and the earth was littered with white bones, blood seeping from the mud—hence the name "filthy earth." The trees around us were long since withered and rotten. A chilling wind blew in our faces, carrying the stench of blood, a grotesquely stimulating smell. Jiang Tian'er's face was as youthful as a virgin's, yet her clothes were half-concealed, revealing her voluptuous figure. Her slender, delicate body lay sprawled upon the endless skeletons, exuding a sinister aura alongside her beauty, both lewd and wicked—a truly strange and deadly temptation.

Jiang Tian'er's soul was far more refined than it had been months ago, and the deathly aura contained within the endless underworld was far greater than that small graveyard. Having endured this long, wouldn't it be even more thrilling to finally bring this cunning sister-in-law to her knees?

I took off my Taoist robe and was about to press down on Jiang Tian'er's delicate body when this little vixen raised one of her snow-white and lustrous feet and pressed it against my chest, chuckling, "Brother-in-law, what do you want to do?"

I reached out and stroked her smooth calves, leering, "What else can I do? Of course, I'm going to fuck you hard with my big cock!"

Jiang Tian'er shook her head gently, her laughter like silver bells, "No! You're my brother-in-law, I can't betray Sister Zihan!"

I was getting impatient from her teasing, and said angrily, "Didn't you always want it before? Why are you pretending to be virtuous now? Besides, you betrayed Zihan before, sleeping with my sister's man once is the same as sleeping with him twice!"

Jiang Tian'er smiled, feigning innocence, "Before is before, now I've reformed and become a ghost again, I don't want to associate with men casually! Especially since you're my brother-in-law, I can't let you touch me. Brother-in-law, hurry up and get dressed, Tian'er needs to cultivate."

Provocation! This was blatant provocation! If I didn't get my cock up and fuck her hard, making her cry for her parents, I wouldn't deserve to be called a man! Chapter 19 (

May 3rd) : Holding Jiang Tian'er's ankle, he lifted her jade-like leg, took a step forward, and stood between her legs. He spread her labia minora with his fingers, and his hard, purplish-red glans immediately pressed against her entrance. Jiang Tian'er twisted her body slightly to show her struggle, and cried out in a soft, pleading voice, "Brother-in-law, don't do this! We've already wronged my sister once, I don't want it to happen again!" He held his penis and slowly rocked it, the glans grinding against her entrance. He laughed, "Really? As long as you say, 'Brother-in-law, I don't want to,' I'll let you go, how about it?" Jiang Tian'er sucked on the glans, savoring the taste of the man's penis. Her beautiful face was full of hesitation, and she whispered, "Brother-in-law, I don't want to..." With a soft laugh, he thrust his hips forward, and the glans forced open her tender labia minora. His lips, his penis already inside her tender opening, Jiang Tian'er involuntarily tilted her head back, tears welling in her eyes, her voice trembling as she said, "Brother-in-law, you lied to me..." While gently thrusting into her tight, tender opening, he said, "Today, brother-in-law will make you understand that a man's dignity cannot be slighted! Brother-in-law's penis will be your eternal object of worship!" The glans scraped against the tender flesh, bringing a sticky, tingling sensation, forcing nectar to flow from the depths of her opening. With the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, his penis could more comfortably penetrate Jiang Tian'er's vulva, spreading pleasure throughout her, arousing the woman's instinctive ecstasy. Jiang Tian'er covered her cherry lips with her small hands, sobbing, "...You're bullying me...You can't do this to me..." To be able to feign such a pitiful and aggrieved appearance, Jiang Tian'er's acting skills were truly superb. Since that's the case, let's continue this act with her! He raised his hand, grasped one of Jiang Tian'er's breasts, and kneaded it a couple of times. Then he released the breast, pinched the nipple with two fingers, and pulled it, laughing, "Sure! Tian'er, your brother-in-law can play with you anytime, anywhere, in any way, do you understand?" Jiang Tian'er automatically wrapped her legs around his, clearly aroused, but she stubbornly remained silent, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, appearing quite defiant. However, such an expression during intercourse would arouse the man's sadistic desires, and her fate would naturally be even more miserable! He thrust his penis forcefully, constantly increasing the speed of his thrusts, and demanded, "Your brother-in-law can play with you however he wants, do you understand?" Jiang Tian'er endured the ravages of his penis, desperately ignoring the tingling and tormenting sensations coming from her tender vagina and uterus, gritting her teeth and stubbornly saying, "I don't understand! I'll never understand! Brother-in-law, I'm not afraid of you!" She was seeking torture! She truly enjoyed being tormented by men. So… she casually took out a few Soul-Slaying Needles, piercing one into Jiang Tian'er's delicate nipple, causing her to scream in agony, her wails deafening, her body trembling violently, and tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. Although Jiang Tian'er's soul body existed between the tangible and intangible realms, ordinary magical artifacts couldn't harm her. However, this Soul-Slaying Needle specifically countered ghostly spirits, making it her nemesis. After piercing her soul body, the primordial spirit experienced excruciating pain; this torment was beyond description. In an instant, Jiang Tian'er's face contorted, tortured to the point of near death. He gently toyed with a Soul-Slaying Needle, saying indifferently, "How does this feel? As long as you say your brother-in-law can play with you however he wants, I'll spare you." Jiang Tian'er was in tears, her voice trembling, "I'd rather die! If you have the guts, then... ahhh... it hurts..." The Soul-Slaying Needle pierced the nipple of Jiang Tian'er's other breast, the excruciating pain cutting into her very bones, choking her words. He then slowly finished for her, saying, "If you have the guts, I'll continue to torture you, right? Don't worry, your brother-in-law has plenty of time; I can torture you slowly for a long time!" Jiang Tian'er's face turned ashen, and she wailed, "You're a villain! You're a beast!" The response was still the Soul-Slaying Needle, but this time it pierced her delicate finger. During the torture, his penis continued to thrust in and out of Jiang Tian'er's tender orifice. She should have fainted from such torture, but instead, her vaginal fluids flowed even more rapidly, showing signs of an impending orgasm. Watching Jiang Tian'er struggle wildly in pain, he continued to press, "Tell me! If you tell me, your brother-in-law will spare you!" Although Jiang Tian'er was writhing in pain, she still gritted her teeth and said, "You stinking man! I will never bow my head, one day... Ah! It hurts so much, ouch ouch..." The long Soul-Slaying Needle slowly sank into Jiang Tian'er's beautiful toes, very slowly, extremely slowly, so it hurt a lot, a lot, it hurt like hell! Jiang Tian'er could no longer scream, her delicate body twitched, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out from her uterus, scalding hot and pouring onto the glans, causing a strange pleasure. Jiang Tian'er's eyes rolled back, and she fainted. I hurriedly pulled out the Soul-Slaying Needle, channeled my magic to revive Jiang Tian'er, and embraced her, asking, "How do you feel? Was your brother-in-law too rough? I'll be more careful next time, I'm sorry..." Jiang Tian'er suddenly hugged me tighter, her face full of pleasure, excitedly saying, "Brother-in-law! It was so fucking awesome! Damn! I've never reached orgasm so quickly before! It felt so good!" I was speechless, pondered for a while, and then asked, "Tian'er, is it really that good to be abused like this by your brother-in-law?" Jiang Tian'er smiled sweetly and said mischievously, "Brother-in-law, you can try it!" As she spoke, she snatched the Soul-Slaying Needle and stabbed it into my thigh with her other hand. A wave of excruciating pain shot through me. Although my Dao heart was steady, I had not expected her to do this, so I couldn't help but groan. In the intense pain, I pushed Jiang Tian'er away abruptly, and my still-erect penis was pulled out of her overflowing vagina with a soft "pop" sound. I hurriedly pulled out the Soul-Slaying Needle, but Jiang Tian'er was still gloating and giggling, deliberately provoking me by saying, "Brother-in-law, is it good? This kind of pleasure is truly indescribable!" Being stabbed by the Soul-Slaying Needle was excruciatingly painful; how could there be any pleasure in that? I have a physical body and don't belong to the Ghost Path, so the damage from the Soul-Slaying Needle had already been reduced considerably. I was still in so much pain, so what about Jiang Tian'er...? From that moment on, Jiang Tian'er was completely branded as a "pervert" in my mind! He casually pulled Jiang Tian'er over, grabbed her breasts and gave them a quick kiss before saying, "What a load of crap! You're having fun, but your brother-in-law is still holding back! Enough talk, let's fuck you first!" Jiang Tian'er giggled, "In your brother-in-law's hands, isn't it up to you? But your brother-in-law's cock is all soft, so let me help you get it hard first." Jiang Tian'er had already had her turn once, so she was extremely proactive this time, no longer playing the coy game. She knelt between my legs, took my cock in her mouth and sucked on it. Her oral skills were exquisite, making my cock feel incredibly good, and my male symbol slowly became hard. After a while, seeing that Jiang Tian'er was still playing the flute, I said impatiently, "Alright! That's enough , you can fuck me now." Jiang Tian'er spat out my penis and chuckled, "Brother-in-law is so impatient! Fine, you're lucky! Brother-in-law, you have to thrust into me again later, that feeling is fucking amazing." I couldn't help but roll my eyes, about to retort, when suddenly an idea struck me, and I laughed, "Tian'er, brother-in-law has a new way to play, do you want to try it?"

Jiang Tian'er said, "What mischievous idea are you up to now? Brother-in-law, I love it when you torture me, how about using needles?"

I gave Jiang Tian'er's buttocks a hard twist before saying, "Don't worry! Brother-in-law guarantees to torture you until you're half-dead!"

Jiang Tian'er hesitated and said, "Alright then! If it's not uncomfortable or stimulating, I can call it off."

I nodded, thinking to myself, "I guarantee you won't have a chance to call it off!"

Jiang Tian'er lay on the pile of bones, her hands supporting herself on two skulls, her slender feet stepping on the spine of some kind of beast, her jade legs spread apart, revealing her wet and lewd vulva, and she said with a charming and seductive laugh, "Brother-in-law, come on!"

I sneered and probed the female ghost's vulva again with my erect penis.

After a dozen or so thrusts, Jiang Tian'er was aroused again, panting, "Brother-in-law, hurry... hurry and torment me... hurry... stab me... stab me with needles..."

I sneered, "Brother-in-law won't use such boring methods this time, I'll give you a taste of something powerful!"

I circulated my true energy, causing my glans and urethral opening to generate immense suction, drawing in Jiang Tian'er's wetness and uterus, making her soul unable to solidify, slowly flowing back into my scrotum along my penis.

Jiang Tian'er was in great pain from being sucked by my penis, and couldn't help but panic slightly, her delicate voice trembling, "Brother-in-law, what are you going to do?"

This time, this little slut wasn't faking it, but was genuinely afraid.

I only smiled and didn't answer, continuously urging my magic power, drawing Jiang Tian'er's entire soul into a mist, which was then drawn into her body along the urethra inside my penis, finally locking it inside my testicles.

The soul body is not fixed in form and can change at will. It is as soft as cotton and as hard as iron. Therefore, this strange act of rape will not harm Tian'er. However, the process of being forcibly absorbed and transformed into yin mist will naturally be extremely painful, which is very suitable for Jiang Tian'er's masochistic tendencies.

Looking inward with my divine sense, I saw that the yin mist that Jiang Tian'er had transformed into was trapped inside her scrotum. The testicles were pressing down on her from above, and the semen was pounding on her from below. She looked extremely disheveled. Jiang Tian'er's face was faintly visible in the yin mist, and she could be heard pleading softly from time to time: "Brother-in-law, it hurts so much, let me out..."

I casually rubbed her scrotum, causing the semen accumulated inside to surge. Although this was just a small action, it was nothing short of a 'semen' 'storm' for Jiang Tian'er in her current state! She was unable to move because she was pressed down by the testicles, and the huge waves of semen kept crashing against the yin mist. This kind of rape was unprecedented and unparalleled.

Although the physical pleasure was mediocre, the psychological pleasure of soaking the yin-tongued female ghost in the yang semen, playing with this masochistic sister-in-law to the point of near death, was unparalleled.

Shaking my testicles, letting the semen coat Jiang Tian'er as she shook "Yuanxiao" (a type of glutinous rice ball), I teased, "How about it? Isn't this move amazing, brother-in-law?"

Jiang Tian'er choked on a few mouthfuls of semen, as if she were drowning, coughing and saying, "Amazing! Amazing! Brother-in-law is amazing! Okay? Let me out! It's so uncomfortable! There's too much semen, it smells so fishy!"

I laughed, "Tian'er, you can come out, but you should know the method and the way, right?"

The yin mist that Jiang Tian'er had transformed into surged, seemingly quite panicked, and she trembled as she said, "Brother-in-law, do you want to... No, brother-in-law, spare Tian'er!"

I chuckled, ignoring her pleas, and quickly masturbated, violently ejaculating my semen and Jiang Tian'er together.

Truly, she came from somewhere and went back there. Jiang Tian'er was squeezed out of her scrotum again, flowing down her urethra towards the glans. As soon as the urethral opening opened, semen, mixed with a cloud of semen, splashed out, spraying several meters away.

Freed from my restraint, Jiang Tian'er immediately returned to human form, but her entire body was covered in semen, not even her nostrils and the corners of her eyes were spared. Jiang Tian'er knelt on the ground, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, unable to get up for a moment, coughing violently. Semen continued to flow from her hair, earlobes, nipples, snowy buttocks, jade legs, and other places. Coupled with Jiang Tian'er's resentful expression, she was truly pitiful and utterly lewd!

Even with my unwavering Dao heart, I was completely stunned. It wasn't until Jiang Tian'er got up and muttered, "Brother-in-law, it's so uncomfortable!"

that I snapped out of it and laughed, "Don't you just love it when your brother-in-law torments you?"

Jiang Tian'er pouted and said unhappily, "But when we play like this, I'm inside your balls, so you can't fuck me."

I laughed, "Can a living person die from holding their pee? Next time, I'll suck you into your balls, and then my primordial spirit will leave my body and I'll fuck you with my primordial spirit, right?"

Jiang Tian'er hesitated, "Brother-in-law, you don't have a soul body, is that okay? Your primordial spirit might not be able to get hard."

I angrily said, "Brother-in-law's primordial spirit is refined a hundred times. Even without a soul body, I can still fuck you to the point of death. Look at you covered in semen, don't you know how powerful your brother-in-law is?"

Jiang Tian'er picked up a little semen from her breast, tasted it carefully, and laughed, "Brother-in-law, you've shot so much, you must be tired. Tian'er likes to be covered in your semen. This masculine scent really fascinates me. How can I enjoy such a pleasurable thing all to myself?"

As she spoke, Jiang Tian'er pounced on me. Caught off guard, I was pushed into her arms, and the semen immediately splattered all over me, making me feel sticky and disgusted.

(Note: Shui Longyin likes women to drink his semen, but he himself is very resistant to drinking it or having it on his body. I wonder what everyone else's situation is?

I didn't have time to scold her and hurriedly pushed her away, about to use my magic to expel the semen, but Jiang Tian'er hurriedly said, "Brother-in-law, let me help you clean it up, don't waste it."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but slow down. Jiang Tian'er immediately came over, stretched out her soft, fragrant tongue, and kept licking my whole body, constantly eating the semen.

Being licked all over by my sister-in-law was an indescribable feeling, and my penis involuntarily became hard again. Jiang Tian'er raised her slender jade finger and flicked the glans, laughing, "Brother-in-law, how can you be so naughty? You just ejaculated so much...") "So, you're trying to be a pervert again?"

My glans stung from the flick and immediately softened. I snapped, "Sweetie, you've gone a bit too far today! You even dare to flirt with your brother-in-law! I think you're..." Jiang Tian'er grabbed my arm, gently shaking it, and pleaded softly, "Brother-in-law, with you by my side, I can't help but get carried away. Just keep Sweetie company today, and I'll serve you well every day from now on, okay?"

Faced with my beautiful sister-in-law, and hearing her sweet coaxing, who could possibly lose their temper? Helpless, I could only say, "Alright, I'll keep you company today."

Jiang Tian'er smiled slyly and said, "Brother-in-law, keep your word, you're not allowed to..." "Going back on your word!"

Suddenly, I felt like I was on a sinking ship, and I said warily, "What do you want to do? Tell your brother-in-law first."

Jiang Tian'er leaned close to my ear, her breath sweet as orchids, and said, "Tian'er wants your brother-in-law to use a shrinking technique, or have his soul leave his body, and then enter here."

As she spoke, she pulled my hand and pressed it to her lower abdomen, actually wanting me to enter her uterus!

I shook my head and refused, "Passing between a woman's legs is already a great disgrace, let alone penetrating her vagina and entering her uterus? How can I, a dignified man, endure such humiliation?"

Jiang Tian'er pouted, "Brother-in-law, how can you go back on your word?"

I could only smile and say, "Everything else..." "Okay, but this vaginal penetration is really not an option! Let's try something else."

Jiang Tian'er persisted, "I don't care! I want my brother-in-law to crawl into my uterus! I want to experience what it feels like to be pregnant with him!"

Since the soft approach didn't work, I resorted to force, immediately stating sternly, "As the leader of a sect, I won't indulge your madness. Don't

mention such vulgar acts again!" Jiang Tian'er questioned, "This is a vulgar act? Fine, then let me ask you, how did you, the great sect leader, just now suck this little woman into your testicles? A grown man bullying a little woman and then going back on his word—isn't that even more despicable and vulgar?"

Speechless, I could only whine, "I don't care, I just won't enter your uterus."

As soon as I finished speaking, Jiang Tian'er rushed over and pinched and twisted me, saying, "Brother-in-law doesn't keep his word, what's the use of having a brother-in-law like you?"

During this entanglement, the semen that I had just cleaned up was immediately splashed all over me again.

I grabbed Jiang Tian'er's two small hands, but she still struggled angrily, like a cat in a rage, determined to scratch me. I could only force a smile and say, "Tian'er, your brother-in-law really has his reasons. You have to understand."

Jiang Tian'er said impatiently, "What reasons? Tell me first!"

I was speechless. "This...this...it's a secret."

Jiang Tian'er's beautiful face showed her anger. "Pah! Brother-in-law, you're not keeping your word..."

I quickly interrupted her, "How about this? Next time, next time your brother-in-law will definitely help you fulfill your wish. Next time you try, I'll forgive you this time, okay?" I

deliberately acted pitiful to gain my sister-in-law's sympathy. Jiang Tian'er glared at me fiercely before saying, "I'll trust you one more time. Keep your word!"

I only wanted to get through this hurdle, so I readily agreed without mentioning the future.

The Ghost Path, following the will of Heaven, naturally progresses extremely quickly. With the aid of numerous favorable conditions, Jiang Tian'er's cultivation has

advanced by leaps and bounds, slaying hundreds of fierce souls and vengeful spirits daily. It seems it won't be long before she can protect herself. Because she's in the Netherworld, Liu Er can't find a mare to seduce, so he spends his days cultivating to pass the time. I taught him some demonic cultivation techniques, and his comprehension is quite good, resulting in significant progress.

However, my own cultivation has reached a bottleneck. After all, reaching this level makes further advancement extremely difficult. In a one-on-one fight, I no longer fear any powerful figure in the world, but if surrounded… like in the battle of Yin Feng City against the Five Kings of the Underworld, I would inevitably be defeated. Therefore, I still need to find a way to increase my strength.

Although my realm won't improve in the short term, there are still ways to increase my strength. For example, the Incarnation Technique I've been considering recently possesses immense power.

However, this method is extremely dangerous. A slight mistake during cultivation can severely damage one's primordial spirit, or even cause one's soul to be scattered. Furthermore, most methods of cultivating incarnation have been lost, so in the last ten thousand years, this method has rarely been mentioned, and even fewer people have practiced it. I have never seen

one myself. I have integrated the seven paths of gods, ghosts, demons, immortals, monsters, Buddhas, and humans, and my knowledge is so vast that I am confident I am no less than any of the strongest in the world. Yet, I have absolutely no clue about this method of incarnation. After all, I have never studied the secret manuals and mental techniques of powerful predecessors, and I am at a loss for where to begin. But if the predecessors could create this method, why can't I comprehend it myself?

Looking up at the void of the underworld, all I could see was boundless darkness, completely unlike the sky of the mortal realm. The mortal realm has dawn and dusk, but the underworld has no day or night; the mortal realm has stars, but the underworld has no sun or moon; the mortal realm has seasons, but the underworld has no solar terms…

The six paths of the universe, all things, are actually both complementary and mutually exclusive. In an instant, I vaguely glimpsed the supreme Dao, and the method of incarnation, which had been difficult to understand recently, seemed to gradually become clear from the heavy fog.

Slowly, I deduced the sixty-four hexagrams, using my physical body as the foundation and my primordial spirit as the array eye, transforming myself into an array to evolve and imitate the six paths of the universe. My eyes corresponded to the sun and moon, my limbs to the four directions, my five internal organs to the five elements, my six bowels to the six paths, my crown to the heavens, and my feet to the earth…

Continuously deducing the Dao, the method of cultivating incarnation gradually took shape, but the foundation of this method was not yet properly planned. Should it be based on the five elements or the eight trigrams? The number of avatars isn't necessarily better the more the better, since divided power is weak, but the combined power of the avatars cannot be ignored. Just

as I was hesitating, I suddenly felt myself being violently shaken. I snapped back to reality to find Jiang Tian'er grabbing my arm and shaking it repeatedly, saying coquettishly, "Brother-in-law, I've been calling you for ages, and you haven't answered! I didn't expect you to be spacing out like that! So cute! What are you thinking about? Tell Tian'er."

My thoughts were interrupted, and I was slightly annoyed, but I patiently replied, "Nothing, brother-in-law was thinking about a..." "The Daoist Technique."

Jiang Tian'er became interested and asked curiously, "Brother-in-law, if you call it a superior Daoist technique, it must be very powerful? What kind of Daoist technique is it?"

The matter of cultivating an avatar is an extremely important secret. If it were to leak out, the enemy could take advantage of the moment when my soul is divided to launch a sneak attack, and I would be in grave danger. Moreover, the avatar is also a brilliant hidden move, so I naturally cannot easily reveal its secrets. Although I firmly believe that Jiang Tian'er will not betray me, if she falls into the hands of the enemy in the future and is subjected to the soul-searching technique, it will still be impossible to keep the secret. Therefore, it is better not to tell her about this matter.

I said seriously, "Tian'er, this method is of great importance. It's better if you don't know. The more you know, the greater the danger you'll inevitably face, understand?"

Jiang Tian'er stuck out her tongue and said sweetly, "Alright then! Tian'er won't ask anymore. Brother-in-law, I want it again. Brother-in-law, will you rape me first?"

My mind was entirely focused on the incarnation, so I casually said, "Wait a moment, brother-in-law still has some things to think about. I'll rape you later... No, you're being so proactive, it's like you're going to rape brother-in-law! Go away, don't disturb my thinking."

Jiang Tian'er said resentfully, "If you're so capable, don't have sex with me. You might as well die of pent-up desire! It's outrageous not to have a cunt to fuck..."

I was pondering the method of incarnation and planning my foundation when I suddenly heard Jiang Tian'er say this. A thought flashed through my mind, seemingly extremely important, but then I couldn't grasp it anymore, like walking in the dark, unable to see the road, when suddenly a flash of lightning illuminated the way for a moment, but the lightning disappeared immediately, and I was plunged into boundless darkness once again.

I quickly grabbed Jiang Tian'er and asked, "What did you say? What did you just say?"

Jiang Tian'er was confused and slightly flustered. She said softly, "Brother-in-law, what's wrong? I was just joking when I said I wouldn't have sex with you. I like you, and if you want to have sex with me, you can have sex with me however you want."

I shook my head vigorously and said anxiously, "No! Not that! What else did you say?"

Jiang Tian'er hesitated and said, "Did I say, 'It's a great sin not to have sex with someone?' Is that what you said?"

I murmured and repeated, "It's a great sin not to have sex with someone?" "Outrageous! To have a vagina and not have sex is utterly outrageous! What is the Great Way? What is the Way? Sexual intercourse is also the pleasure of husband and wife, and human relations originate from the Way of Heaven. Husband is Heaven, wife is Earth; husband is the Sun, wife is the Moon; husband is Yang, wife is Yin. Heaven is supreme and above, Earth is lowly and below, the Sun never waxes or wanes, the Moon waxes and wanes, Yang gives birth to things, Yin harmonizes and completes things, moreover, the Yang world and the Yin world complement each other! Yes! Yin and Yang are the Great Way. To have a vagina and not have sex means Yin and Yang are out of harmony, therefore it is utterly outrageous! Then, isn't harmonizing Yin and Yang the Great Way?"

(Note: Husband represents Heaven, wife represents Earth; this excerpt is from Sima Guang's *Family Precepts* from the Northern Song Dynasty. The foundation is defined as Yin and Yang! All things carry Yin and embrace Yang, and through their interaction, harmony is achieved! This is the supreme Dao, surpassing even the foundations of the Five Elements and the Eight Trigrams! (Note: All things carry Yin and embrace Yang, and through their interaction, harmony is achieved. This comes from the *Tao Te Ching*. If you don't know who wrote it, you should read more books.)

I pulled Jiang Tian'er over and kissed her cheeks twice, laughing loudly, "Tian'er, your brother-in-law must thank you properly! You've done your brother-in-law a great favor!"

Jiang Tian'er didn't understand, but seeing my happiness, she naturally... Overjoyed, I asked, "What happened? Just because I said 'It's outrageous not to fuck a cunt,' I helped you?"

I gave her a playful twist on her buttocks and laughed, "Of course! Throughout history, only I, Ye Lingxuan, have ever achieved the supreme Dao through fucking! Your words have truly made a difference! From now on, the 'proper brother-in-law and wanton aunt' will be etched in the history of cultivation!"

Jiang Tian'er exclaimed, "Damn it! Brother-in-law, have you no shame? 'Proper brother-in-law and wanton aunt'—how could you say that! You big scoundrel, where's the propriety? I'm still a virgin! How can I ever get married if you spout such nonsense?"

He inserted his hand into Jiang Tian'er's crotch, teasing and rubbing her vulva and clitoris, stimulating her to tremble slightly and gasp for breath. He laughed, "Your brother-in-law has been fucking you since your past life, and in this life, I'm the one who deflowered you. You don't even know how much of my semen you've drunk. Why are you still pretending to be a virgin? You are my possession, how can you marry someone else?"

Jiang Tian'er endured the finger manipulation and said in a trembling voice, "Brother-in-law, Tian'er is your possession, come and do me..."

He pulled Jiang Tian'er into his arms, his fingers imbued with magic to quickly manipulate her clitoris, while his other hand gripped her breasts tightly. Then he lowered his head and bit down hard on Jiang Tian'er's fragrant shoulder. She couldn't stand being abused and humiliated by men, and soon she was on the verge of orgasm, her lower body flowing with copious amounts of vaginal fluid, making her vulva a mess.

To achieve a fatal blow, I secretly took out a Soul-Slaying Needle and, just as Jiang Tian'er was about to climax, pierced her clitoris with a sudden, unexpected needle. This unexpected attack naturally caused excruciating pain, and Jiang Tian'er let out a shrill scream. Her delicate body convulsed twice in my arms, like a mother beast suffering a fatal injury. A large amount of yin essence gushed from her uterus, and she then fainted.

After settling Jiang Tian'er down, I began to ponder the matter of her avatar. Now that the foundation was established and the biggest obstacle had been removed, what remained were some minor details. At most, it would take a few months of deduction before I could begin to condense my avatar. At that time, I would naturally need to find a secluded place. As for Jiang Tian'er, I also needed to make arrangements for her.

While Jiang Tian'er was fast asleep, I began to use the Four Symbols Cauldron to refine a magic weapon for her. After refining the Eye of Zhu Rong, my control over flames had improved to another level, and I actually refined a supreme treasure. Although it was only just entering the threshold of supreme treasures, it was still much stronger than a top-tier spiritual treasure.

Jiang Tian'er has been relentlessly hunting evil spirits and ghosts lately, striving to improve her cultivation. Her diligence is so admirable that even I secretly admire her. This time, she fell into a deep sleep, sleeping for a full four hours before finally waking up. Just then, I finished refining the magic weapon and closed the furnace.

I handed the magic weapon to Jiang Tian'er, saying, "These two magic weapons are a top-tier spiritual treasure, the 'Soul-Summoning Banner,' and a low-level supreme treasure, the 'Yellow Spring Coffin.' The Soul-Summoning Banner, when placed in one location, can gather fierce spirits and malevolent souls within an eight-hundred-mile radius, and can also conceal your aura. It's for you to use in ambush. The Yellow Spring Coffin is somewhere between a palace-type magic weapon and a defensive magic weapon, focusing on extremely strong defense while also having concealment capabilities. After I leave, you can rely on these two items to protect yourself and injure your enemies."

Jiang Tian'er said, "Brother-in-law, you can already refine supreme treasures? This is extraordinary!"

I nodded and said, "There's also a letter here. If you are hunting..." "When ghosts appear, the Underworld will intervene. Just hand the letter to the messenger, and they will naturally not interfere with your affairs anymore."

Jiang Tian'er nodded in agreement, put away the magical treasure and letter, and then asked, "Brother-in-law, when will you leave?"

I didn't answer, but used my magic power to open the Eye of Zhurong, summoning the Netherfire within a radius of ten thousand miles, condensing it into a seed of fire, and handed it to Jiang Tian'er, saying, "Refine the seed of Netherfire, and you can restrain the ghosts of the Underworld. When purifying and refining Yin energy, you can also achieve twice the result with half the effort! Take care of yourself, brother-in-law is off."

Jiang Tian'er called out, "Brother-in-law, remember to come and see Tian'er when you have time!"

I agreed, and then went to find Liu Er and returned to the mortal world.

I stayed in the Underworld for several months, and the Four Symbols Cauldron and the Primordial Scripture seemed quite dissatisfied, but they didn't keep urging me to leave. Instead, they would occasionally let out a few ghostly cries. If I were less timid, I probably would have been scared to death by them.

After returning to the mortal realm, Liu Er asked, "Master, where are we going?"

I replied calmly, "Let me ask first."

Liu Er asked in confusion, "Ask? Ask who?"

I remained silent, transmitting my thoughts, "Where do you two want to go?"

The Four Symbols Cauldron and the Primordial Scripture simultaneously hummed, indicating a path. I patted Liu Er's donkey head and said, "To the border between the Tang and Yuan dynasties, fly south."

Liu Er let out a joyful neigh, turned its donkey around, and headed straight south, while whispering, "Master, who did you ask just now? I didn't hear you ask!"

"Shut up!"

"Master is truly wise and mighty, I admire you from the bottom of my heart! I dare not waste any more words!" "Shut up!"

Several hours later, after flying into the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, Liu Er suddenly said, "Master, shall we go see her?"

I pretended not to understand, "Go see who?"

Liu Er said, "The little master!"

I shook my head and said, "Forget it! There's no time to waste, let's go to the border of the Great Tang Dynasty!"

Liu Er hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the escape light and flew straight to the mountain god temple. I did not stop him, but said coldly, "Your courage is getting bigger and bigger!"

Liu Er said, "Master, after we see the little master, Liu Er will accept your punishment."

I chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so loyal to that little beggar, you're truly a loyal donkey."

Liu Er did not speak, and landed the escape light in front of the mountain god temple.

Since we had come here, we naturally had to go in and take a look, but the empty mountain was silent, the ancient temple was desolate, and the little beggar had disappeared.

Six Ears searched several times but couldn't find them. He cried out anxiously, "Master, please quickly deduce the whereabouts of the young master and Xiaoyu!"

Hearing this, I suddenly understood and said, "So that's it! You're not just infatuated with your master, you're infatuated! You even go after the parrot! Since you like that parrot, why did you flirt with those two mares?"

Six Ears' donkey face flushed red, and he stammered, "I learned it from you, Master! You are wise and powerful, I'm willing to emulate you!"

Hearing this, I wanted to whip this stupid donkey twice, but what he said wasn't without reason. The saying "what the superiors do, the inferiors follow" applies here. I myself am promiscuous; how can I blame my disciples for this?

The little beggar's life is tragic, and she is lonely. Now, adrift in the world, she is truly pitiful. Even though she possesses magical powers, she has no cunning. What fate awaits her? But if fate allows, they will meet again in the future; if not, divination is futile. So be it, let her go.

Ignoring Liu Er's advice, I headed straight for the border of the Tang Dynasty.

Upon entering the border, the two divine beings began to call out again, just as they had five years ago, demanding to find something within a radius of five hundred li. I told Liu Er to find a place to cultivate on his own, while I began searching carefully, communicating with the divine beings telepathically: "What you want me to find, is it the lifeblood?"

There was no answer, no explanation, no goal, just searching, endless searching. I thought I would be angry, but I found I couldn't be angry at all. Perhaps it was because of the missing little beggar, or perhaps it was because I was used to the divine beings' way of doing things… Walking through the bustling city, watching the throngs of people, I saw that although it was a small border town, it was still prosperous and splendid. The Tang Dynasty was indeed richer and stronger than the Song Dynasty. This was after the death of the powerful Emperor Li Shimin, when the country's strength had declined somewhat. At its peak, I wondered how luxurious and magnificent it must have been.

Suddenly, I sensed a lingering resentment and ghostly presence within a mansion, but it was immediately suppressed by Buddhist teachings. The person who cast the spell was quite skilled; their magical power was subtle and fleeting, appearing and disappearing almost instantly. If it were anyone else, they might not have been able to detect it. My curiosity was piqued, and I secretly crept over.

Concealing my presence, I found myself before a dilapidated mansion and quietly scaled the wall. I discovered a nun burning incense and chanting Buddhist prayers in a dusty, cobweb-covered pavilion. She appeared to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with an average appearance—not ugly, but not particularly beautiful either. Her blue monk's robe, though worn, was meticulously washed and appeared quite clean and dignified.

The nun was worshipping a painting hanging on the wall, softly chanting Buddhist scriptures. Her expression was very devout. The painting depicted ten thousand Buddhas paying homage to the Buddha, but its yellowish color indicated that it was left by the previous owner of the mansion. The nun worshipped the Buddha with utmost care, even when she was alone. Her whole body emanated a faint Buddhist light, making her appear incomparably holy, solemn, and dignified.

Before the nun lay a wooden fish, beneath which lay a bizarre spider with a human face, its expression filled with resentment and malice, making it appear quite ferocious. The spider struggled incessantly, its fine claws leaving white marks on the ground, but it could not overturn the wooden fish. After a while, the human-faced spider spit out venomous silk to entangle the wooden fish, but the wooden fish shimmered with a faint Buddhist light, which dissolved all the venomous silk into nothingness.

After a short while, the nun finished her prayers and, with her palms pressed together, slowly said to the spider-faced man, "Benefactor, although the owner of this mansion killed you, you have already killed him, and even implicated seventeen unrelated lives in the mansion. This revenge is not only complete, but it has gone too far! Yet you remain obstinate, attempting to commit more killings. Sooner or later, you will fall into the Avici Hell and be condemned to eternal damnation."

The spider-faced man was a wronged spirit, filled with deep resentment. It paid no heed to such advice, continuing to curse and hurl insults. Helpless, the nun recited the Rebirth Mantra, attempting to deliver this wicked soul from suffering. Her voice was righteous and peaceful, each word extremely devout, truly embodying great compassion and supreme Buddhist teachings.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the human-faced spider seemed to have been influenced by Buddhist teachings; its resentment had become extremely faint. The nun continued chanting slowly, neither arrogant nor impatient, without anger or joy. After a while, the human-faced spider's resentment vanished completely. No longer restrained by the wooden fish, it transformed into a woman in white, kneeling before the nun, prostrating herself, and weeping, "Thank you, Holy Monk, for your salvation. Even if I were to be reborn as a cow or a horse in my next life, I could never repay your kindness."

The nun quickly helped the woman in white up and said softly, "The Buddha is merciful; saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda! Benefactor, now that you have realized your mistake, go to the underworld and enter the cycle of reincarnation. Forget all the suffering of this life, and you will be free in the next."

The woman in white thanked her repeatedly and then vanished like a gentle breeze.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but be slightly moved. If the nun had killed the vengeful spirit, it would have been easy, but to dissolve such heavy resentment in such a short time was truly remarkable! For example, it's easy for ordinary people to kill, but it's a hundred or a thousand times harder to change someone's thoughts!

All the conflicts in the world stem from the fact that everyone has their own ideas, making it difficult to reach a consensus. Yet this nun effortlessly used Buddhist teachings to enlighten the vengeful spirit, transforming malevolence into peace. Clearly, her cultivation is extremely high. In this world, only the great masters of Mount Ling possess such abilities!

Mount Ling's Buddhism and Taoism have a long-standing feud with me, and now that this nun is alone, I don't mind the fall of a Bodhisattva from Mount Ling!

Chapter 20

After enlightening the vengeful spirit, the nun slowly walked out of the mansion. I didn't want to start a fight in the town to avoid creating more karma, so I followed her to a small nunnery outside the city. I looked up and saw the three characters "Muni Nunnery" on a dilapidated plaque. Coupled with the crumbling walls and the peeling red paint on the gate, I couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness and desolation.

After the nun entered the temple, the main gate was ajar, so I unceremoniously pushed it open and went in. The nun was the only one there; I didn't know if the other nuns had gone out, or if it was simply a solitary temple with only one monk.

The nun was kneeling on a prayer mat, chanting sutras. Hearing the noise, she turned and saw me enter, then rose and put her palms together, saying, "Esteemed Daoist, this humble nun, Yuanmie, greets you. May I ask what brings you to my humble abode?"

I didn't answer, but instead surveyed the surroundings, confirming there were no traps or restrictions, before asking, "Where are the other nuns in this temple?"

I was there to kill, so my attitude was naturally arrogant. The nun, Yuanmie, however, didn't seem bothered at all, her voice remaining calm and composed as she said, "My humble abode is not very popular; the high monks, compared to..." "The monk refuses to preside, so only this humble nun remains."

Hearing this, I smiled faintly: "The high monk refuses to preside? Although this Great Tang Dynasty has existed for thousands of years and spans the eight directions, there are many fake monks and real bald donkeys who can chant scriptures, but when it comes to the boundless Dharma, if you, female bodhisattva, admit to being second, no one dares to admit to being first!"

It was extremely insulting and quite satisfying to curse a bald donkey in front of a nun, but I came here to cause trouble, so I was determined to provoke her, waiting for the nun to become furious and start a fight so I could kill her in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, Yuanmie was remarkably composed. Despite being openly rebuked, she

calmly clasped her hands together and said, "You flatter me, Daoist Master! This humble nun is of meager talent and my understanding of Buddhism is merely superficial." Hearing her say this, I was caught in a dilemma, unable to retaliate. I was pondering whether to provoke her again or take direct action when I suddenly heard someone shouting outside the door, "You unlucky nun! You've ruined the feng shui of our village with this dilapidated temple! You have three days to move out, or don't blame us for using force!"

The speaker had no magical powers and was clearly just an ordinary person.

Yuanmie sighed softly and clasped her hands together, saying to me, "Daoist Master, please wait a moment, this humble nun will be right back."

After saying this, she walked towards the outside of the temple, seemingly to explain to the people outside. I couldn't help but feel slightly surprised. With her magical powers, a single glance from her could make countless mortals' souls scatter. How could she tolerate such rudeness?

After a moment's thought, it dawned on me that in the methods of cultivation, there are the concepts of "leaving the world" and "entering the world." It seemed that Yuanmie's practice was an example of entering the world. "

Leaving the world" meant departing from bustling places, hiding in valleys, lakes, or seas, cultivating in seclusion amidst forests and springs, or on deserted islands, seeking enlightenment through stillness—this was how I had always done it. "Entering the world," on the other hand, was

the opposite: immersing oneself in the hustle and bustle of life, without using magical powers or displaying any extraordinary abilities, living as an ordinary person, observing the warmth and coldness of human relationships and the fickleness of the world, seeking transcendence and integration with the Great Dao. Both paths have their merits and demerits, and their advantages and disadvantages vary from

person to person; it's impossible to say which is better. After Yuanmie left the hermitage, the noise outside grew even louder. Yuanmie's gentle reasoning was drowned out by shouts and curses. Although it didn't concern me, I wanted to see how this great Buddhist master would handle the situation, and how much he could tolerate, so I went outside.

Seven or eight villagers, men and women, stood outside the nunnery, their expressions cold and their words vicious, constantly cursing and saying that Yuanmie and the Muni Nunnery had ruined their feng shui. I used my divine sense to examine the surrounding layout and found that the nunnery not only hadn't disrupted the feng shui, but had actually suppressed the malevolent energy, bringing peace to the area. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. If they really forced Yuanmie to leave, I feared that within three years, a plague would break out in this place.

These foolish men and women were digging their own graves, which was none of my business, and Yuanmie's injustice was even less of my concern. I was too lazy to pay attention to them and just watched the villagers surround Yuanmie and curse her. Yuanmie, however, always kept her hands clasped in prayer, gently explaining herself, letting the villagers bully her without showing any intention of striking.

This scene was like a dragon protecting an ant, yet the ant provoked the dragon, and the dragon instead apologized. I was speechless, but subtly, I gained a new understanding of Buddhism. When one bestows kindness, one doesn't need to expect anything in return. Like the sun and moon shining on all things, they never ask for anything in return.

I had only just touched upon this state of selfless compassion, but her understanding of the concept of "cessation of karmic connections" far surpassed mine; she had already reached a higher level. Even now, being repaid with ingratitude, she felt no anger!

I considered this: if I had been kind to Song Peng, and he instead raped my beloved Zihan, could I not feel murderous intent or anger? This thought ignited a surge of rage within me. I was a complete stranger to Song Peng, yet after his repeated rape and humiliation of Zihan, I hated him to the core, wishing I could devour his flesh and drink his blood. How could I not feel anger? How much more so when someone repays kindness with ingratitude? In that case, we would be irreconcilably enemies!

Although I couldn't do it, I admired those who could, so I felt a faint respect for Yuanmie. Then I thought, I'm a complete stranger to her, there's no need to kill her. As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor; I should seek revenge on the Six Bodhisattvas!

My hatred subsided, my respect grew. Just as I was about to deal with these ants for her, a village woman suddenly spotted me and screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "Look everyone! This nun is having an affair, keeping a handsome Taoist priest for her pleasure in the temple!"

Hearing this scandalous scene, everyone immediately looked at me, and a torrent of vulgarities erupted: "This is outrageous! A nun having an affair with a Taoist priest! What a lewd nun! What a wicked Taoist!"

"This Taoist priest is so handsome, the lewd nun is so lucky! I wonder if his manhood is even good enough?"

"Do you think they do those filthy things in front of the Buddha statue every day after the temple doors are closed? They must be having a great time!"

Hearing such shameless slander, even Rao Yuanmie, a Buddhist master of profound teachings who was neither angry nor pleased, couldn't help but feel quite embarrassed. I was even more furious, and with a flick of my sleeve, I was about to send the villagers into the cycle of reincarnation when Yuanmie hurriedly said, "Don't commit more killings!"

She clasped her hands together, deflecting my attack and protecting the villagers.

Although I only made a casual move, Yuanmie's attack came first despite being later, and she was still able to save the villagers, which surprised me slightly. Moreover, although my attack was light and casual, her defense was also as if nothing had happened. It seems that if I don't use the Four Symbols Cauldron and the Eye of Zhurong, I may not be able to defeat her.

The villagers, oblivious to the fact that she had just escaped death, continued their jeers and mockery. I looked at Yuanmie and sighed softly, "Why are you doing this?"

Yuanmie replied devoutly, "Buddhism is about compassion. The Buddha once fed his own flesh to an eagle and his own body to a tiger. I, too, have made a great vow to alleviate the suffering of the world, and thus I have entered this mortal realm. I hope the Master will grant my wish."

I nodded, ignoring the villagers' insults, and returned to the nunnery, leaving Yuanmie to face all the foul language. This was her path to enlightenment, just as an ascetic must endure all kinds of torment.

After a long time, the villagers, tired of cursing, slowly left. Only then did Yuanmie enter the temple, kneel again on the prayer mat, and continue chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha. I sat on the meditation bed beside her, listening to her devoutly recite: "...Shariputra, all dharmas are empty in nature, neither arising nor ceasing, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, in emptiness there is no form, no sensation, no perception, no volition, no consciousness, no eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, or mind, no form, sound, smell, taste, touch, or dharma..."

(Note: This excerpt is from the Tang Dynasty translation of the Heart Sutra by Xuanzang. To my shame, I, Shui Longyin, have hardly read any actual Buddhist scriptures; I only knew this sutra from books I had read before, so this is just my first attempt.

I have a deep connection with Buddhism, having befriended many Buddhist practitioners, and I myself was suppressed by Mount Sumeru for thirteen hundred years. Yet, I have never seen a single Bodhisattva on Mount Ling so solemn and dignified, so concerned for the world. As for the cultivation of Yuanmie, it is unmatched. If all the great masters of Buddhism were like Yuanmie, how could I have become an enemy of Buddhism?

After listening to the sutra for a long time, I said, "Bodhisattva Yuanmie, you truly have a compassionate heart. Although you cannot say that you are the only one before or after, in this world, no one is more worthy of the title 'Bodhisattva' than you! Although Mount Ling has eight great powers...") "One of the forces, hailed as the Pure Land of the World, the Western Paradise, but in reality… Hmph!"

Yuanmie slowly said, "Mount Ling is actually a den of filth, and the Bodhisattvas are also blinded by greed, right?"

I said solemnly, "That's right! Of all the Bodhisattvas I, Ye Lingxuan, have met, only you are not a hypocrite."

Yuanmie hesitated, "Ye Lingxuan? That sounds like a lay name, not a Dharma name. And judging from what you've said, Master Ye, you seem to have met quite a few Bodhisattvas?"

I was slightly surprised, "You haven't heard of my name?"

Yuanmie turned to look at me when I said this, her voice still unhurried, but what she said was enough to infuriate me: "Is Master Ye very famous? This humble nun is ignorant and has never heard of him."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but be speechless. In the last two thousand years, although my name has not been widely known… His power resounded throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths, and was also widely known in the cultivation world. Now, having encountered a rebuff, I couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed.

It seems that Yuanmie, outwardly humble but inwardly quite proud and stubborn, is actually quite flexible and principled. Since we're talking about the Bodhisattvas of Mount Ling, I naturally exchanged a few words, but I didn't mention the suppression I had suffered. Yuanmie seemed unaware of this as well, only saying that Bodhisattvas like Zhenhui and Lingyuan were hypocritical, lacking genuine devotion to Buddhism, and had tarnished the reputation of Buddhism, thus bearing responsibility for Mount Ling's current decline.

After a while, the conversation gradually shifted to Buddhist teachings. I have a considerable understanding of Buddhist and Taoist techniques and secret arts, but little grasp of Mahayana Buddhist thought. However, this is not surprising; there are many cultivators who possess Buddhist skills but lack Buddhist nature. For example, the Bodhisattvas of Mount Ling are all highly wise and insightful, possessing profound Buddhist skills and boundless magical power. Yet, where was even a trace of compassion in her heart?

Yuanmie bowed to every Buddha she encountered and read every scripture she read, possessing a profound understanding of Mahayana Buddhism. Our conversation helped dispel my doubts and brought me sudden enlightenment.

Both of us were practitioners of Taoism, so after discussing Buddhist principles, we naturally turned to cultivation methods. Yuanmie was proficient in Buddhist and Taoist practices and had unique insights into cultivation, while I, having integrated the seven paths of Buddhism and traveled to various powerful forces, naturally had a wide range of knowledge. After our thorough exchange, we both felt greatly benefited. I even felt an extraordinary affinity with Yuanmie, a subtle sense of regret for not having met her sooner.

After a seven-hour conversation, I learned more about Yuanmie's situation. She had entered the secular world because she disapproved of the actions of Bodhisattvas like Zhenhui and refused to compromise her principles. She hoped that one day she could glorify Buddhism. To transform Mount Ling into a true Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, benefiting countless beings.

I never expected that this seemingly detached nun would possess such lofty ambitions, making such a boundless vow!

Truly, she worries about the world's troubles before enjoying its pleasures! I couldn't help but admire Yuanmie's magnanimity even more, and my respect for her grew even stronger!

It was already the morning of the second day. I had talked with Yuanmie all night, yet we still had so much to say. Although the Buddhist temple is a place of purity and we shouldn't be so talkative, how could we contain the surging emotions in our hearts when we met kindred spirits?

Besides, Yuanmie was not an ordinary monk, and I was not a pedantic scholar, so naturally we didn't stand on ceremony. We

were mutually affirming the Great Way, and just as we were getting into the swing of things, Yuanmie suddenly hesitated. I quickly said, "What's wrong? We hit it off immediately; please speak freely."

Yuanmie... Seemingly somewhat embarrassed, she slowly said, "Please wait a moment, Daoist Master, this humble nun needs to chant scriptures and pay homage to the Buddha."

Hearing this, I was speechless, but helpless, and could only stop talking and gesture for her to do as she pleased.

Watching Yuanmie kneel devoutly before the Buddha statue, I said calmly, "Since Amitabha vanished without a trace, no one in the six realms of existence can be called the Buddha. Kneeling before a statue, no matter how devout, is useless."

Yuanmie seemed not to hear me, and continued to slowly chant scriptures until she finished, then said, "If the Buddha is in one's heart, then one is not worshipping a statue. If the Buddha is not in one's heart, then even if one worships the true body of Amitabha, what use is it?"

I understood, nodded, and did not try to dissuade her further.

Time seemed to fly by during our conversation, and before we knew it, it was night. Although I felt no fatigue, Yuanmie ... Yuanmie, who practiced the path of worldly life, emphasized keeping a similar daily routine to ordinary people. She suggested we rest, which I accepted. Considering the difference between men and women, I went to another meditation room to sleep.

I lay down fully clothed and slept until late at night when the door was slowly pushed open a crack. A dark figure slowly approached my bedside. I knew it was Yuanmie and said, "Bodhisattva, is there something you need?"

Yuanmie didn't speak, but reached out in the darkness and covered my mouth, signaling me to be quiet. Her other hand was already inside her robe, caressing my chest.

I was stunned, not expecting this devout Buddhist nun to be so bold and unrestrained. But such unexpected good fortune had no reason to refuse, so I pulled her onto the bed, undressed her, and we engaged in intimate acts.

Yuanmie was plain-looking, but had a good figure, full breasts, small nipples, and a slender, supple waist. Her round, pert buttocks and smooth, jade-like feet were now so invitingly kneaded and played with that I couldn't bear to part with them!

Yuanmie was dignified and solemn by day, yet wild and unrestrained by night; this contrast created an irresistible stimulation, causing my penis to harden. I couldn't resist teasing her clitoris a few times, eliciting a little lubrication, before eagerly thrusting my penis into her.

Yuanmie's initiative naturally led me to assume she was already a virgin, but as my glans entered her tender opening, it tore a thin membrane, and she cried out in pain. I was shocked to learn she was a virgin.

I immediately tried to cast a spell to light a lamp, but Yuanmie whispered, "May Buddha have mercy! Don't light the lamp, I don't want you to see me like this! Hold me tight, take me!"

I immediately stopped the spell, but couldn't help asking, "Since you are a virgin, why did you break your vow of celibacy?"

Yuanmie remained silent, silencing me with her tongue, preventing me from asking any further questions. Faced with such beauty, I had no choice but to abandon all other thoughts and focus on the important matter of deflowering her.

Her tender orifice was newly broken, the wound still bleeding, so my penis naturally couldn't be thrust into too forcefully. I lay on top of Yuanmie, slowly moving my hips, making my penis thrust in and out as gently as possible. However, Yuanmie's tender orifice was extremely tight, and even the slightest movement would aggravate the injury, so she still couldn't help but gasp softly, trying her best to endure the pain in her lower body.

I brought my lips to Yuanmie's ear and whispered, "Does it still hurt?"

Yuanmie also whispered back, "It hurts a little, but it's okay, you can use as much force as you want."

I chuckled, took her earlobe into my mouth, and gently bit it with my teeth, causing Yuanmie's delicate body to tremble slightly, but my penis continued to thrust in and out slowly, allowing her to savor the pleasure of intercourse.

His hands, restless, wrapped around her slender waist and kneaded her full breasts, skillfully teasing Yuanmie's sensitive spots, determined to make her fall for this frivolous teasing!

Experienced men of the pleasure quarters know that the first time with a woman is crucial. If one fails to bring her to a satisfying climax, not only is one's reputation severely damaged, but future opportunities for intimacy are also slim. However, if one's penis performs admirably, allowing the woman to fully release her desires, coupled with sweet words, one can completely conquer her, ensuring her unwavering devotion and allowing her to come and go as she pleases. The difference between success and failure is immense.

Although Yuanmie's cultivation is high, she has only recently lost her virginity and is completely unaware of the infinite possibilities of the bedroom. A slight teasing of her nipples and ribs is enough to elicit moans and trembling cries, her body trembling, and her juices flowing freely, nourishing her tender orifice, allowing the penis to thrust freely and with unparalleled pleasure.

With her legs spread apart, she was being fucked by my cock for a while longer. As the pain subsided, pleasure arose spontaneously. Although no one had taught her, she instinctively cried out, "May Buddha have mercy, it doesn't hurt anymore, hurry up."

I chuckled and teased, "Bodhisattva, what is it that needs to hurry up?"

Although it was Yuanmie's first time having sex, how could she not understand the lewdness of this teasing? She silently endured the fucking and didn't say anything more. But now, how could she make the decision? But this was, after all, my first time having sex with Yuanmie. I couldn't be too harsh on her, lest she be frightened and give up, and I wouldn't be able to fuck her again, which would be undesirable.

Since I couldn't kill the goose that lays the golden eggs, I had to find a way to gently entice her. So I said in a serious tone, "Bodhisattva, your power is boundless, and I truly admire you. But this is your first time trying such things between men and women. Why don't you listen to my instructions and I'll make sure you discover the hidden world between men and women?"

Yuanmie hesitated for a long time before saying softly, "May Buddha have mercy. What do you want?"

I suppressed a laugh and said seriously, "I don't want anything in particular. I just want us to be honest with each other. If you want my penis to thrust faster, then say it and let me know. If I want to suck your breasts, I'll tell you clearly too. How about that?"

Hearing these vulgar words, Yuanmie involuntarily covered her face with her hands. Actually, being in the darkness, I couldn't see her movements or expressions, but my divine sense was unaffected. I could see her shame clearly and also thoroughly understood the hidden excitement deep within her heart.

Yuanmie's magical power was no less than mine, and she immediately noticed that I was using my divine sense to examine her. She felt even more ashamed and stammered, "May Buddha have mercy! Didn't we agree not to look?"

I smiled and said, "This humble Taoist didn't look!"

Yuanmie was slightly annoyed: "May Buddha have mercy! What's the difference between scanning with your divine sense and looking with your eyes? Quickly withdraw your divine sense!"

I immediately said, "Then you must first promise this humble Taoist to be honest with you, and I will withdraw my divine sense."

Yuanmie had no choice but to say, "May Buddha have mercy! This humble nun has already... has already... done this with you, isn't that being honest?"

Hearing the hint of surrender in Yuanmie's words, I gently kissed her cheek and pressed my advantage: "No! You must say it!"

Yuanmie sighed softly and said, "May Buddha have mercy! What a tragedy! This humble nun promises you, quickly withdraw your divine sense."

She kept mentioning Buddha, showing her piety, but I was not willing to yield. Weak, she immediately chimed in, "Amitabha! Since the female Bodhisattva has realized her mistake, this humble Taoist will withdraw his divine thoughts. Please rest assured and be fucked."

Yuanmie said, "May Buddha have mercy, thank you, Taoist! You... hurry up and move."

Hearing this, I immediately pulled out my penis and asked, "How should I say it?"

Yuanmie had no choice but to say, "May Buddha have mercy, your... your..."

She didn't know how to phrase it and her words were difficult to continue. I immediately pointed and said, "Cock!"

Yuanmie said with shame and difficulty, "Your... your cock... hurry up and move..."

Finally, I got what I wanted and chuckled, "Female Bodhisattva, don't worry, if I don't go to hell, who will!" As soon as

I finished speaking, I suddenly exerted force in my waist, and my penis instantly penetrated Yuanmie's tender hole, and the glans even penetrated into her uterus. Poor her, she was experiencing love for the first time and had never experienced such an impact. For a moment, she almost fainted and couldn't recover for a long time.

I knew that Yuanmie was highly skilled, and although she had been struck by my penis with great force, she would be unharmed. Ignoring her convulsions and spasms, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, causing my penis to rub against her tender vagina, making a soft, wet sound. At the same time, I used my magical power to tease Yuanmie's sensitive spots, such as her bald head, earlobes, nose, back of the neck, collarbone, nipples, armpits, clitoris, anus, calves, soles of feet, and toes, leaving no place untouched, so that the nun had no way to stop or avoid it!

Although Yuanmie's cultivation was high, she was still a novice in sexual matters. She had never seen such a lewd and sadistic scene before. My penis had only been thrusting in and out a few times, and Yuanmie was already in a state of ecstasy. She had no power to resist under the man's crotch. Her uterus trembled violently, her vaginal muscles spasmed, and she climaxed repeatedly.

Tonight, Yuanmie was deflowered for the first time, her tender hole naturally tight and narrow, gripping my penis with unparalleled pleasure. So after hundreds of vigorous thrusts, I was also nearing my limit. I immediately sat cross-legged, holding Yuanmie in my arms, with her legs wrapped around my waist, adopting a face-to-face intercourse position, and made my final thrust while seated. This position has a name, called "Arhat Embracing the Bell." Yuanmie sat in my lap, moaning softly, her arms wrapped around my neck, exposing her two full, soft breasts to me. Such a blessing was not to be refused, so I immediately stuck out my tongue and licked her breasts wildly, while desperately thrusting my hips, making my penis rub vigorously inside Yuanmie's tender hole.

After a dozen or so thrusts, I felt a tingling sensation in my lower back, knowing I had lost control. I immediately bit down on Yuanmie's nipple, sucking desperately, while my penis plunged deep into her uterus, scattering countless offspring within this Bodhisattva. I thought of the vastness of Buddhism, that there is no one who cannot be saved, and that she would surely deliver all my offspring.

As Yuanmie received my semen, enduring the intense ejaculation, her hands involuntarily tightened around my neck, pressing her breasts against my face. She let out soft moans, the "ah" trembling with each syllable, her lingering groans and convulsing body revealing her inner pleasure.

After our intercourse, I was also somewhat exhausted, sucking on Yuanmie's nipple and breathing heavily. Yuanmie was also panting, both enjoying the afterglow of our climax. After a moment, I whispered, "Bodhisattva, let's sleep. A good night's sleep after intercourse is the way to health."

(Note: This needs further verification, as Shui Longyin remembers writing about this in some magazine, saying that it's good for your health not to sleep immediately after sex, but Shui Longyin isn't sure of the specifics.)

But Yuanmie refused to rest, her voice returning to its cold indifference as she softly said, "Let me go first, I need to go chant sutras, then I'll sleep."

Hearing this, I was speechless, muttering, "What? You're going to chant sutras?"

Yuanmie nodded gently in my arms, saying, "Yes! I broke the precept against lust, so naturally I must chant sutras to atone for my sins."

Yuanmie's tone was calm, making the act of knowingly breaking the precept seem like a matter of course.

I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Since you're afraid of breaking the precepts, why did you seduce me?"

Yuanmie's voice held a hint of anger: "May Buddha have mercy! What do you mean by 'seduce'? You put it so harshly!"

I could only say, "It's not seduction, it's attraction, okay? Why did you do this?"

Yuanmie countered, "What do you think?"

Unable to think of an answer, I could only bite the bullet and say, "Because I'm handsome and dashing, so you've been tempted!"

Yuanmie sneered, "May Buddha have mercy! You're quite arrogant! Unfortunately, you're completely wrong!"

I hurriedly pressed, "Then why?"

Yuanmie said calmly, "Think about it yourself, I'm going to chant sutras."

Helpless, I could only let Yuanmie leave. Not long after, the sound of chanting sutras rang out again from the Buddhist hall next door. Yuanmie was as devout as ever, but I couldn't fall asleep. My thoughts were in turmoil, a thousand thoughts running through my mind. Sometimes I thought of the night I took Zihan's virginity on our wedding night, sometimes I thought of disciplining the little beggar in the mountain god temple, sometimes I thought of Jiang Tian'er cultivating in the underworld. After a while, I thought of the deceased Hao Tong and her last wish.

I finally made it to dawn, got up, dressed, and went to see Yuanmie, hoping to get to the bottom of things. But Yuanmie was kneeling before the Buddha statue chanting sutras, seemingly having forgotten the ecstasy of the previous night. Her expression was solemn, her words devout; it was clear at a glance that she was a Buddhist nun of pure heart and few desires, showing

no trace of lewdness or debauchery. Thus, I couldn't bring myself to ask her anything. After Yuanmie finished chanting, I only talked to her about spiritual cultivation, never touching on matters of the heart. Just when I thought this fleeting affair was over, Yuanmie did something that surprised me once again!

After nightfall, she suddenly said, "May Buddha have mercy. It's late. Please wait in the meditation room for a while, Daoist Master. I will chant the sutras one more time, and then I will come to keep you company for a night's conversation."

As she spoke, Yuanmie didn't look at me, seemingly somewhat shy.

Hearing this, I was utterly speechless, but said nothing more, and went to the meditation room to wait, hoping for her return.

Listening to the seemingly endless chanting, I felt an intense curiosity about Yuanmie. Was she truly detached from worldly desires or promiscuous? These two contradictory traits, appearing in the same woman, were truly incomprehensible!

But then I thought, it wasn't so strange. After all, when Yuanmie left Mount Ling, I hadn't yet been suppressed by the Six Bodhisattvas. By that calculation, she had been cultivating in the mortal world for 1500-1600 years, spending almost every day in Buddhist ceremonies, spending countless nights alone in her empty room. Her loneliness and repression were unimaginable. And desire, like a flood, couldn't be suppressed by magic alone; it would eventually burst.

When Yuanmie most craved love and lust, I suddenly appeared, possessing great magical power and handsome appearance, naturally making it difficult for her to control herself. She became conflicted, generating endless desires, ultimately becoming unusually proactive in sexual matters to release the pent-up desires of many years.

It was one thing for the nun to actively seek pleasure, but Yuanmie's habit of chanting scriptures was truly driving me crazy. First she chanted, then she had sex, and after that, she chanted again. I really don't know what she was thinking. Perhaps all nuns are like this, chanting scriptures while being fucked, feeling light and carefree! (This sounds a bit like an advertisement, doesn't it? But it's definitely not product placement, so don't worry.)

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Yuanmie's chanting gradually stopped, and the door was pushed open again. The nun entered the room and immediately threw herself into my arms, desperately trying to kiss me. I stopped her and asked, "Why are you doing this?"

Although I am handsome and extraordinary, the composure of a Buddhist bodhisattva is also extraordinary, and I wouldn't easily break my composure. Could it be that it was preordained, and this romantic entanglement was destined? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel secretly delighted, but my guess might not be accurate, so I still wanted to hear Yuanmie's answer

. Extinction said, "My Buddha is merciful. I walk the path of worldly cultivation, naturally I must experience all the joys and sorrows, love and hate, lust, anger and delusion, fear and curses. But I really can't stand most men, only you are barely acceptable. In order to comprehend the supreme Dao, I can only abandon my stinking body and endure your humiliation and abuse. Having sex with you is like the suffering of an ascetic, which is very beneficial to attaining enlightenment."

Hearing these words, even a living Buddha would immediately enter Nirvana. I was so angry that I spat out two mouthfuls of blood. I grabbed Extinction and started fucking him, my penis hard and shoving into his still wet and tender hole. I immediately began to thrust vigorously. Poor vagina, the old wounds had not yet healed and new ones were added. Wounded, Yuanmie cried out in pain, scolding, "May Buddha have mercy! Be gentle! The wounds you inflicted last night haven't healed yet!"

I remained silent, relentlessly thrusting into her, while simultaneously arousing her desire. Before long, she was aroused, her lower body involuntarily leaking fluids, and soft moans and sighs emanating from her mouth.

I feigned surprise and asked, "Didn't you say that sex is like suffering? How come you're enjoying it now?"

Yuanmie replied, "May Buddha have mercy, this is suffering, not enjoyment at all!"

I sneered and continued to ravage Yuanmie's body, penetrating her vagina, pinching her breasts, kissing her lips, and squeezing her anus, using every means to torment her, sending her to a high... At the peak of his

pleasure, watching Yuanmie writhe beneath him, ecstatically releasing her pent-up ecstasy, forced to reveal a joy indistinguishable from any other woman's orgasm, he coldly said, "Women all enjoy the orgasm of being fucked by a man; it's their nature, not suffering! If you truly want to enter the world, you must distinguish right from wrong! Not take things out of context and confuse the public!"

Yuanmie gasped for breath, yet still refused to admit her mistake: "May Buddha have mercy! The precept against lust is a major precept in Buddhism; how can lust be a good thing? Another purpose of my intercourse with you is to find a way to overcome lust, like a doctor testing himself on a patient to find a cure! Once I find the solution, I will..." "To save the world, so that no one else may fall into the vortex of lust, into the deepest hell!"

I couldn't help but shout angrily, "What a silver-tongued slut! You can make such a grand vow just to fuck a cunt! Buddhism also has its own practice of joyful meditation, have you forgotten that? If that's the case, then I'll show you the power of a man!" As

soon as I finished speaking, I picked up Yuanmie and placed her on the offering table. I grabbed her ankles, hoisted her two jade-like legs onto my shoulders, and thrust my penis in and out like a pile driver, constantly excavating her wet cunt. I fucked the Buddhist bodhisattva who had never experienced human relations to the point of death, so that she couldn't even groan, only convulsing and orgasming, her gushing cunt... He splashed semen on his glans to lubricate her vagina and protect her vulva, much like a foolish, defeated monarch who knows nothing but ceding territory and paying reparations for a temporary reprieve.

In the heat of the moment, I casually lit a candle, wanting to witness the seductive behavior of this Buddhist bodhisattva in her pleasure. But unexpectedly, Yuanmie resisted fiercely. After the light came on, she covered her face with her hands, simultaneously channeling her magic to suppress her lust, refusing to perform an orgasm by candlelight, repeatedly crying out, "Buddha, have mercy! Put out the light! How can such lewd acts be exposed to the light?" By

this point in our intercourse, my male desire for conquest had already risen; how could I tolerate Yuanmie's resistance? I roared, " "Intercourse is a matter of human ethics, yet you are so unable to understand it! You can't even admit your own pleasure, how can you talk about overcoming all the suffering in the world?"

To control Yuanmie, I had to use my own magic to constantly stimulate her sensitive spots, forcing her back into the sea of desire and sinking into depravity!

But Yuanmie's magic was no less than mine. At this moment, my penis and her wet vagina were locked in a head-on battle, and I couldn't gain the upper hand for a while. So I used the secret techniques of the immortal path of dual cultivation, seemingly slow but actually fast, sometimes hard and sometimes soft, thrusting in and out, transmitting pleasure repeatedly. But Yuanmie also used the power of Buddhist meditation, trying her best to suppress her desire, and refused to climax.

After dozens of thrusts, I saw the secret techniques of the immortal path of dual cultivation ... Unable to succeed, I immediately switched to a demonic method of absorbing essence, my thrusting becoming chaotic and unpredictable, involving deep and shallow penetrations, three withdrawals and seven advances. Simultaneously, my glans and urethral opening exerted a suction force, desperately trying to extract Yuanmie's yin essence.

However, Yuanmie maintained her composure, using her Zen and Buddhist practices to penetrate her tender orifices and uterus, forcefully resisting and locking away her desire. After dozens of thrusts, my demonic techniques gradually became restrained by Buddhist practices; I absorbed no yin essence, and my true yang was rapidly depleting. Left with no other choice, I had to change positions, employing human sexual techniques. In the thrusting, I combined the uprightness of Confucianism with the strategic interplay of orthodox and unorthodox methods of military strategy; each advance and retreat, each contraction and relaxation, had endless wondrous uses!

Such manipulation, though no longer restrained by Buddhist teachings, still makes it difficult to obtain true "essence" to break through the Buddhist-influenced vagina of Yuanmie. It's incredibly difficult! In desperation, I had no choice but to try the secret techniques of the demonic path again. In an instant, my penis went from burning hot to cold, the glans becoming almost imperceptible, like a cloud of cold mist rolling within Yuanmie's wetness, sometimes mingling with vaginal fluids, sometimes seeping into tender flesh, sometimes surging towards the uterus, seeking every flaw, desperately searching for weaknesses in Yuanmie

's Buddhist techniques. But no matter how relentlessly my penis attacked, penetrating every crevice, the vagina's defenses were like an ironclad fortress, watertight!

Now, I knew that even demonic intercourse might not be enough to subdue Yuanmie, but as the saying goes, desperation leads to desperate measures, and I had no choice but to give it a try!

The technique shifted dramatically, the thrusts becoming wide and forceful, exuding unparalleled dominance. The intention was to use an extremely fierce and relentless offensive to break through Yuanmie's Buddhist skill, to thoroughly slaughter the uterus and tender flesh, so as to collect the yin essence into his 'bag'.

In an instant, he transformed into five different methods of intercourse: immortal, demon, human, ghost, and monster. This relentless attack yielded miraculous results. Yuanmie was gradually losing her grip; her uterus ached, her vaginal muscles spasmed, and sweat covered her golden body. She appeared extremely exhausted. With just a little more force from the penis, how could she not ejaculate?

Just as I was about to cruelly destroy the flower, Yuanmie knew that this was a critical moment of life and death. He stopped covering his face with his hands, clasped his hands together, and began chanting sutras, his face solemn and devout: "...If chased by evil people, falling into the Vajra Mountain, by reciting the power of their compassion, not a hair will be harmed. If suffering the torment of royal calamities, facing execution and nearing death, by reciting the power of their compassion, the knife will break into pieces. If encountering evil Rakshasas, poisonous dragons, or other demons, by reciting the power of their compassion, they will not dare to harm you. If surrounded by ferocious beasts, with sharp teeth and claws that are terrifying, by reciting the power of their compassion, you will swiftly flee to boundless lands..."

(Note: Excerpted from the *Universal Gate Chapter of the Lotus Sutra*, translated by Kumarajiva, with slight adjustments. The original sutra should read: "By reciting the power of Avalokiteshvara.") As Yuanmie clasped

his hands and chanted, the Buddha's light immediately shone brightly, his uterus stopped spasming, his vaginal muscles stopped trembling, his facial features did not distort, and his limbs did not twitch. If he were raped by a lustful man with a large, monstrous penis, by reciting the power of their compassion, he would not reach orgasm...

(Note: What Shui Longyin wrote was not a Buddhist scripture, but merely a copy.

Seeing that Yuanmie had stabilized his position, I knew that half a day of 'burying my penis and fucking' had been in vain. But this was a situation where I was so eager to die that I couldn't just withdraw.

Although I had cultivated seven methods, I only had the divine and Buddhist methods left to use. As for the Buddhist method, I didn't even need to mention it. I was afraid that even three Ye Lingxuans using the Buddhist method at the same time would not be able to defeat one Yuanmie Bodhisattva. After all, Yuanmie was proficient in this method. If I were to show off my skills in front of an expert, I would be courting death!

With no other choice, I could only circulate my magic power, open the Eye of Zhurong, and hope that the bloodline of the divine race could restrain the heretics and break Yuanmie's Buddhist power. Then my penis could ravage the tender hole to my heart's content.) After bringing her to another climax, it would prove that intercourse was not merely a lewd act, but rather a matter of natural law and human ethics.

The power of the Eye of Zhurong is undeniable, but I underestimated Yuanmie's willpower. Although she was completely suppressed by the divine magic, she stubbornly guarded her essence, refusing to release her primordial yin. Did I really have to use the Four Symbols Cauldron? Relying on such external forces for intercourse would leave me feeling utterly helpless. Just as

I was at my wit's end, the candle suddenly flickered, and a thought struck me. I blurted out, "Bodhisattva, you consider intercourse and the release of the body impure, and you have already developed an attachment! If this thought is not dispelled, how can you attain enlightenment?"

Yuanmie's golden body trembled, her pupils and tender orifice suddenly contracted, and her lips stopped chanting, murmuring, " "Without eliminating attachment, how can one attain enlightenment? Without eliminating attachment, how can one attain enlightenment? Could it be... that I was wrong?"

Only a sharp rebuke can bring people back from their misguided ways, but I never expected my 'sharp rebuke' would work!

I slowly thrust my erect penis into her tender vagina, and said in a deep voice, "Whether intercourse is pleasurable, please answer with your conscience, Bodhisattva!" Yuanmie pondered

for a moment, then nodded and said, "Pleasant!"

As long as she admitted it, things would be easier!

The true intentions were revealed immediately, and I pressed, "Then why do you regard lust as a disease, and test it on yourself? And why refuse to climax under the lamplight? Since intercourse is not wrong, the fault naturally lies with you!"

Yuanmie seemed to suddenly lose all her strength, murmuring, "I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

I suppressed my inner elation and remained silent. The man said, "To know one's faults and correct them is the greatest virtue! I will use my penis to help the Bodhisattva attain enlightenment!"

Yuanmie closed his eyes and no longer resisted, letting me do as I pleased. So, after only a few thrusts, he reached a complete climax. It wasn't in the dark, nor was it a trial by fire; he reached climax from his own heart, facing his desires and himself!

Suddenly, Yuanmie slowly rose, suspended three feet off the ground. His golden body shone brightly, and nine relics emerged from his bald head, swirling around his golden body. The nine relics slowly merged, finally becoming one, a seven-colored relic with incomparably brilliant light, its shape indescribable. It returned to the crown of Yuanmie's head, leaving no trace.

But within a radius of ten thousand miles, the earth trembled, and the heavens... Joy! Flowers rained down from the sky, golden lotuses sprang from the earth, and fragrance filled the universe—these extraordinary phenomena were no small matter! Countless powerful beings would soon notice these anomalies, inevitably sparking renewed conflict. I hastily concealed the secrets of heaven, preventing the giants of the Six Paths of Heaven from divulging the cause and effect. Yuanmie

slowly opened her eyes, devoid of anger or joy, seemingly devoid of all magical power. But I knew that she had actually advanced further!

Buddhist cultivators all possess relics, but their sizes and numbers vary. Those who cultivate nine relics reach the Bodhisattva level, their strength comparable to that of demon kings and demon lords at the Unity of Heaven and Man realm. However, after Yuanmie united her nine relics into one, she had reached an even higher realm, worthy of being called a Buddha!

I laughed loudly: "In the Six Paths of Heaven, finally..." "A Buddha has been born! What a joyous occasion!"

Yuanmie clasped his hands together solemnly and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist, for helping me attain enlightenment!"

I quickly returned the greeting and said, "Buddha, your Dharma name 'Yuanmie' is inappropriate. Because of my arrival, I attained enlightenment through karmic connections; how can I be given such a name?"

The Buddha clasped his hands together and said, "Indeed, it is inappropriate. But I wonder what Dharma name I should use from now on? I hope you will kindly enlighten me."

I pondered for a moment before saying, "As my origins are karmic, let me be called 'Tathagata'!"

Upon hearing this, the Buddha thought for a moment and immediately agreed, saying, "Excellent!"

Chapter 21

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Please indicate 'Shuilong' when reprinting. This is an original work by Shui Longyin. My book group number is 200811412; feel free to join if you're interested.

Before the main text, Shui Longyin wants to clarify a few things. This novel wasn't originally intended for posting; it was just for my own amusement. Later, I wanted to test my writing skills, so I impulsively posted it.

Therefore, the plot came first, and the title followed. The title doesn't represent anything, but it doesn't completely contradict the book's main theme either. If anyone thinks it's off-topic, well, that's fine with me. Think what you want; nobody can control that. As for its genre, I can only say it's a novel. Whether it's erotic, harem, or does training/domestication is another matter. Whether or not it involves a cuckolded wife is really irrelevant. After all, the authors of the Four Great Classical Novels didn't follow the current website categorization system. If you absolutely have to categorize this article, then treat it like a gossip magazine. In

terms of plot, *Dream of the Red Chamber* might seem to fall into the erotic category, since it contains content unsuitable for children, albeit a small amount. However, historians and literary scholars certainly wouldn't agree; Xueqin, the great author, is a famous figure and would never write an erotic novel.

As for some content in this book, it may cause offense, especially among religious people. If you don't like this book, please abandon it immediately. This is a heretical and nonsensical piece; righteous people and moralists, please have some self-respect and don't associate with a lecher like me.

It should also be noted that if you experience headaches, chest tightness, dry lungs, kidney deficiency, prostatitis, vaginitis, or other symptoms while reading this book, please stop reading immediately. Pregnant women should use this book with caution, and children should take it under adult supervision. This product is in electronic Chinese text format; do not take it if its appearance changes.

Regarding the many opinions and questions from readers, I cannot answer them all individually. After all, my writing time is limited. I get home at 7:30 PM every day, eat dinner, start writing around 8 PM, and go to bed at 11:30 PM. I'm already doing well in terms of quality and quantity; I simply don't have time for chatting or one-on-one communication. I can only provide summary answers on weekends, which is somewhat impolite, and I apologize for that.

Recently, readers have raised many suggestions and questions, which are quite varied and even bizarre, making it difficult to provide clear answers. Therefore, I can only use a small incident that recently happened to me as an example, hoping everyone can understand my predicament.

Here's what happened: A few days ago, after work, my younger brother went home, washed a cabbage, and chopped some pork belly to cook. Unexpectedly, seven or eight old classmates came to visit. They wanted to surprise me, so no one notified me beforehand. I wasn't prepared at all, and since I didn't have any other vegetables at home, I had to bite the bullet and stew a pot of cabbage to entertain them.

When I served the dish, one of my friends asked, "What's this dish called?"

I casually replied, "Cabbage stew with pork belly."

Unexpectedly, another classmate picked up some vermicelli and star anise from the dish and questioned, "If it's cabbage stew with pork belly, why is there this?"

Before I could answer, someone else said, "I've never eaten cabbage since I was a child."

In the end, he didn't take a single bite and just kept munching on the sunflower seeds he brought.

Then someone took a bite and said, "It's delicious."

After everyone had tasted it, some said it was salty, some said it was bland, some said the chili was too spicy, some said it wasn't oily enough, and some said it tasted good at first but got saltier the more they ate. Some people were eyeing the pork belly, while others preferred the cabbage. Some said it was overcooked, some said it wasn't cooked through, and finally someone said, "That's not how you make braised pork!"

I said, "This isn't

braised pork." He retorted, "Then why don't you make braised pork? Everyone else uses pork belly, why are you using cabbage?"

Some people were still dissatisfied while eating, saying that five-star hotels make it even better.

I found it very strange that the same dish could elicit dozens of different opinions. After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that the key issue was that everyone's experience and tastes were different. I could never cook a dish that would satisfy everyone at the same time, which made me feel very frustrated.

The next day, I talked to my friend about it, and he asked me a question: "Did most of the people present try your dish? Was there any leftover?"

I thought for a moment and said, "Yes, most people touched it, and more than once, so there was no leftover."

My friend said, "That's good, because truly bad dishes are never touched a second time. The fact that everyone finished the food means it tasted alright. Even a chef in a five-star hotel would have a hard time making braised cabbage with pork belly taste like braised pork belly, let alone you."

Hearing this, I suddenly understood. The taste of a dish is up to the cook, but whether or not to eat it is up to the person holding the chopsticks. In a five-star hotel, there are all kinds of dishes, and everyone can choose what they like or dislike, but shredded potatoes and scrambled eggs with tomatoes can't taste the same. Forcing them to be reheated will only make it worse. That's

all I wanted to explain. If you understand, you understand; if not, there's really nothing I can do. Starting from the next chapter, this book will be officially renamed: "Defying Heaven's Delight." Please take note, otherwise you may not be able to find the new chapter.

Finally, let me state that everything in this story has absolutely no connection to any real people, events, or things. To borrow a well-known phrase: "This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to

actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental!" **************** ...

Night turned to day, and the Buddha, having finished his meditation, opened his wise eyes and looked at me calmly, saying, "Now that I have attained enlightenment, I will soon ascend Mount Ling to cleanse the sects. Would you... be willing to come with me?"

I replied solemnly, "Absolutely not! Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise! After your enlightenment, although you possess boundless magical power, your fortune will be extremely low for a short time, like water overflowing when full, or the moon waning after it is full. At this time, you must not cause any trouble, otherwise it would be extremely inappropriate."

On that day, Jiang Tian'er lost all her magical power and her body turned into a magical artifact, her misery beyond description. But after the worst comes the best, so her fortune was at its peak. Today, the Buddha's situation is exactly the opposite, so I hurriedly tried to dissuade him. The

Buddha stared at me for a long time without speaking, and I stared back without backing down. After a while, the Buddha said, "Very well, I'll listen to you!"

His voice was tinged with helplessness, both dissatisfaction with his own submission and gratitude for my consolation.

I picked up Tathagata and tossed her onto the meditation bed, chuckling, "Of course you have to listen to me. Don't think that just because you've become Buddha, I can't do anything to you. I have many tricks up my sleeve! Even though your magic power is high, you still obediently let me bring you to orgasm, didn't you?"

Tathagata lay on the meditation bed, sneering, "Well done! If I had used my magic power to defend myself, do you really think you could have won? You're getting the upper hand and still acting innocent, how shameless!"

I leaned in and kissed her cheek, whispering, "I have another trick up my sleeve. Even if you had defended yourself tightly, you might not have been able to change your fate of orgasm. But I didn't want to force you, so I used words to enlighten you. You must know this good intention."

Tathagata raised her head and offered her lips, a lingering kiss followed by a chuckle, "What you say sounds so mysterious, I wonder if it's true or not! What tricks do you have up your sleeve? Tell me."

I licked my lips, savoring the lingering taste of Tathagata's fragrant tongue, casually took out the Four Symbols Cauldron, placed it on the offering table, and remained silent, letting Tathagata explain herself.

With her profound cultivation, Tathagata would naturally discover the wondrous uses of the Chaos Treasure. There would be no need for me to explain; she would understand my absolute advantage!

I watched Tathagata handle the Four Symbols Cauldron, waiting for her to gasp in surprise, so I could show off in front of my woman. After all, Chaos Treasures are extremely rare and possess unparalleled power; no powerful being could resist their allure.

Unexpectedly, Tathagata looked at it for a long time, remaining calm throughout. After setting down the Four Symbols Cauldron, she slowly said, "Is this Chaos Treasure your so-called backup plan?"

I was taken aback, but still nodded. Tathagata chuckled and shook her head without speaking, seemingly not believing I could win with this treasure.

The Four Symbols Cauldron could suppress all the heavens and ages, yet Tathagata seemed to disregard it. Did she truly believe she was invincible? Pride and complacency are the greatest taboos in cultivation. I couldn't help but feel slightly angry and asked, "If I had used this treasure back then, you would have had absolutely no way to resist it! What's so funny about that?"

Tathagata chuckled and said, "The Four Symbols Cauldron is not invincible. Aren't you being a bit too arrogant?"

Seeing her so arrogant, my anger intensified, and I immediately pressed, "May I ask how you intend to resist it? Do you really think you are invincible?"

Seeing my anger, Tathagata also regretted her slip of the tongue and said with a hint of grievance, "It's not like you're the only one with a Chaos Treasure! Why are you being so fierce?"

Hearing this, I was greatly surprised and could hardly believe my ears. I hurriedly asked, "Do you also have a Chaos Treasure?" Tathagata

casually took out a bowl and placed it on the offering table. It immediately resonated with the Four Symbols Cauldron and was also a Chaos Treasure!

I hurriedly examined it closely and found that the bowl was covered with fine patterns, which were eighty-one lotus flowers of different sizes, some closed, some budding, some just blooming, some in full bloom, some wet with rain, and some half withered. No two lotus flowers were the same. It was truly a masterpiece of nature, vying for beauty and forming a complete lotus picture, which contained the ultimate truth of the heavens. It was obviously a supreme divine object!

I gasped, trembling slightly, and murmured, "The Ten Directions Bowl! The Ten Directions Bowl! You actually possess such a divine object!"

I couldn't help but turn to look at Tathagata, only to see a hint of smugness on her face as she smiled and said, "Now you know, right? If I don't want to, there's nothing you can do!"

Forgetting about arguing, I hurriedly pressed, "How did you obtain this Ten Directions Bowl?"

Tathagata pondered for a moment before replying, "I bought it!"

Hearing this, my eyes widened, and I stammered, "What? You bought it? Where did you buy it?"

The value of Chaos Treasures is immeasurable. Countless powerful beings have fought desperately for them, and intrigue and deception are commonplace. We don't even need to mention the ancient demise of Zhu Rong and Gong Gong; just look at the actions of the Bodhisattvas, Demon Lords, Demon Kings, and Underworld Kings, and the Fiery Sun God Emperor who died after failing to obtain a divine object—one can imagine the allure of Chaos Treasures!

How could such a divine object be obtained through buying and selling? Seeing my puzzled expression, Tathagata teased, "I bought these from Zhang's blacksmith shop in town. A ten-sided bowl costs three coins, and for two more coins, you can get a Four Symbols Cauldron for free!"

Hearing Tathagata's sarcastic and insulting words, I was so angry I almost fainted. But she was usually so dignified, and today she showed a rare hint of playfulness; how could I spoil her mood? So, unable to lash out, I could only laugh and scold, "You wicked nun! I'm trying to be serious, but you're acting crazy and utterly unserious!"

As I spoke, I gave Tathagata's buttocks a hard pinch, and seeing her clutch her delicate bottom and cry out in pain, I finally felt a little better!

I slipped my hand inside the Buddha's robe, cupping his breast from bottom to top with my palm, my fingers lightly rubbing his nipples. The stimulation caused the Buddha to close his eyes and sigh softly, his breathing rapid. At the same time, I pressed him, "Where did the Ten Directions Bowl come from?"

The Buddha groaned softly, his golden body trembling, and groaned, "...It was found nearby...three hundred years ago...when I was chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha...this divine object suddenly...suddenly flew out from the ground...I don't know why...it's so itchy..."

Since the Ten Directions Bowl appeared here, it seemed obvious what the Primordial Scripture and

the Four Symbols Cauldron wanted me to find. But I still had questions. Last time, within the Great Song territory, I searched meticulously for four years but found no other Chaos Treasures. Moreover, the Primordial Scripture and the Four Symbols Cauldron urged me to leave, clearly indicating that the Chaos Treasures there had disappeared—either taken by someone or left on their own.

If the divine object left on its own, that would be one thing, but if it was taken by someone...who could have hidden it from my sight and done such a thing right under my nose? Having missed out on the divine artifact, I was quite disappointed. But then I thought, divine artifacts are valued for their quality, not quantity. With my Dao heart and experience, the Four Symbols Cauldron and the Primordial Scripture are sufficient!

However, following the Four Symbols Cauldron, the Seven Star Ring should have appeared next. This heavenly secret wasn't something I calculated alone; it was a consensus among all cultivators of the Six Paths of Heaven. But now it seems everyone was wrong!

However, upon further reflection, this wasn't surprising. Many could foresee the imminent appearance of a Chaos Treasure, but the exact time and place of its appearance, which artifact it was, and who it would fall into—these subtle and complexities were a hundred times more difficult to calculate. For example, a mortal, looking into the distance, can only clearly see a person, but cannot distinguish their features or gender.

Because the Seven Star Ring had relatively accurate clues, the cultivators were predisposed, all believing that the Seven Star Ring would appear! Heavenly secrets are profound and unfathomable, and the future is also unpredictable. But caution is the best policy. I must make careful plans for Tathagata to ensure everything goes smoothly!

He pulled Tathagata into his arms, cupped her full breasts, and gently caressed them. After a long silence, he whispered, "You possess a divine artifact; this matter is quite concerning! Promise me you will never use this treasure unless it is a matter of life and death!"

Tathagata, inexperienced in matters of the heart, could not withstand such teasing and was already weak and aroused. She nestled in his arms, allowing himself to be cherished. Hearing his instructions, she merely gave a soft "hmm" in agreement.

After attaining enlightenment, Tathagata understood that form is emptiness, and emptiness is form; she no longer held any attachment to matters of men and women. At this moment, her slightly seductive demeanor and soft breathing possessed an unusual charm, and given her special status, she was truly irresistible!

He gently bit her earlobe and teased, "Want a big cock to fuck you again, don't you?"

Although Tathagata had no obsessions, hearing such vulgar words still made him feel ashamed and embarrassed. He snorted, "When I encounter a stubborn and incorrigible demon like you, even if I cultivate to the Great Dao, I'm helpless! What a tragedy!" He

lightly slapped Tathagata's buttocks and whispered jokingly, "Buddha should be resolute and steadfast. The more I indulge in lust and become utterly wicked, the more you must try your best to convert me." "Today you offer your body as a sacrifice, persuading me to do good, just like cutting off your own flesh to feed an eagle or offering your body to a tiger. It is truly a meritorious act!"

Upon hearing this, the Buddha's expression changed slightly, and he devoutly clasped his hands together, saying, "Thank you for pointing out my confusion, benefactor. You have enlightened me

and made me realize the truth. From now on, I will definitely help you turn back!" She was usually quite clever and charming, but when it came to Buddhist principles, she became pedantic and stubborn.

However, she was not feigning compassion, so she was not annoying at all, but rather inspired respect. The more naive and dull the Buddha was about Buddhist principles, the more I wanted to tease her. I deliberately said, "Of all evils, lust is the worst! Since you want to convert this lustful demon like me, then don't waste any more time! Besides, you just called me a benefactor, so I certainly won't let you call me that for nothing! Guess what I will give you later?" The Buddha,

of course, did not understand the meaning behind my words. She blushed with embarrassment and could not speak, but her tender orifice involuntarily seeped out wetness, showing that she was also quite excited.

The pleasures of the boudoir lie precisely in this. I deliberately leaned close to her ear, revealing the secret completely, speaking even more frankly and nakedly about my shamelessness: "My body is deeply poisoned with lust, and I wish to use the Buddha's golden body to vent my lust. Later, I will send my unworthy offspring into the Buddha's body, hoping that the Buddha will first convert my lustful children and grandchildren, and then convert me, this lecherous demon!"

Even the Buddha, with his profound self-control, couldn't help but cover his ears with his hands, his golden body trembling, his heart troubled, laughing and cursing with a mixture of shame and anger: "Shameless! Vulgar! How can you be so shameless! You're hopeless! You'll go to hell sooner or later!"

At this moment, she wanted to be dignified and solemn but couldn't, wanted to be wanton and seductive but couldn't.

This expression immediately stimulated my nerves. I spread her legs, placed my penis at the entrance of her vagina, and rubbed it lightly a couple of times, eliciting a soft moan from the Buddha. She shouted, "If I don't go to hell, who will!"

and thrust the head of my penis into her wet and tender vagina, pumping vigorously.

The Buddha, with his legs raised, writhed on the meditation bed, no longer resisting the light and lewd words, striving to meet the thrusts, wholeheartedly merging with me, savoring the supreme bliss of male-female pleasure.

After dozens of frenzied thrusts, the sound of water gushing out between his breasts could be heard (Note 1). I teased, "Buddha, is your cock enjoying this?" The Buddha's

golden body was covered in fine sweat. He grabbed the meditation bed with his back to resist the surging pleasure, but being a bit shy, he said defiantly, "No! Not at all!"

I laughed, "You are the Buddha, you can't lie!" The Buddha

was slightly startled and said in a trembling voice, "It's all your fault! You made me break another precept!"

I continued thrusting while smiling apologetically, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault! So, are you enjoying it or not?" The Buddha

looked ashamed and whispered, "Oh, my karmic debt! Can't you just let me go?"

His voice was full of grievance, making one involuntarily feel pity for him.

I pulled back my hips and withdrew my penis, saying seriously, "Since that's the case, I'll let you go."

Buddha exclaimed urgently, "That's not how you let me go! You... how could you do this!"

I feigned ignorance and asked, "Then what should I do?"

Tathagata mumbled, "Normal intercourse is fine, don't force me to say crazy things, okay?"

I laughed and said, "As long as I don't force you to say lewd things and fuck you hard, I'll let you off the hook, right?"

Tathagata realized he had misspoke and covered his face with his hands, feeling ashamed. But I, Ye Lingxuan, am a notoriously difficult person in the Six Paths of Heaven. How could I easily let this newly ascended Buddha off the hook?

Lying on my back on the bed, pointing to my erect penis, I said to Buddha, "Buddha, I let you go earlier, now it's your turn to let me go! Please, Buddha, sit on the lotus!" Buddha,

humiliated beyond measure, roared like a lion, "You evil demon, you must not be allowed to remain in this world to harm women! I'll die with you!"

I knew I had really messed up, so I hurriedly begged for mercy, "Buddha, please don't act rashly!"

But in his rage, Buddha struck with lightning speed, grabbing my penis and twisting it violently. A heart-wrenching pain shot through my groin, making me faint. I felt completely drained, only able to exhale, unable to breathe. The

Buddha lay on top of me, chuckling, "Now you know how powerful I am, right? If you continue to be so rebellious, I'll subdue the demon myself! Let's see if you dare to act recklessly again!"

I used my magic to heal my half-broken penis, and said weakly, "Buddha, your compassion is so great, I am deeply ashamed. Indeed, 'If one seeks me through form or sound, that person walks the evil path and cannot see the Buddha' (Note 2). If I touch you again, the Three-Headed Sea-Suppressing Dragon King will no longer be human!"

Although the Three-Headed Sea-Suppressing Dragon King was never human, I proved it once again today! Watching the Buddha fall into a deep sleep with satisfaction, I couldn't help but feel a little envious. After all, after doing the same thing, she could rest, while I had other things to do. After having Sanzang's true "essence" taken away, I still had to mediate conflicts, which was really bad for my health!

In the early morning, the rising sun awakened all things from their dreams. In a state of physical and mental well-being, I sparred and fought with the Buddha, mutually verifying the great Dao that I had comprehended.

Although I have practiced Buddhism and Taoism, I pale in comparison to the Tathagata. Naturally, I humbly seek his guidance in hopes of improvement. The Tathagata, however, is specialized in one skill and may not be familiar with other methods. Through joint study, we both benefit greatly. Moreover, I have not comprehended the Great Dao contained in the Ten Directions Bowl, nor has the Tathagata witnessed the Great Dao contained in the Four Symbols

Cauldron. Exchanging and carefully studying these teachings has resolved many of our cultivation difficulties, truly bringing only benefits and no harm. Just as we were engaged in a heated and intimate conversation, there was a sudden knock on the temple door. I immediately stopped and withdrew my movements. The Tathagata said softly, "I'll go see."

I nodded without speaking.

The Tathagata opened the temple door, and there were villagers visiting. Each of them looked ashamed and spoke with utmost sincerity, apologizing profusely to the Tathagata while cursing themselves for their ignorance and begging for forgiveness. This made the Tathagata quite embarrassed, and he repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

After seeing off the villagers, Buddha shook his robes, seemingly quite pleased. He glanced at me and smiled

, "I've long heard that Ye Lingxuan is the best at winning a woman's heart, and it's true what they say." I smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, not worth mentioning!"

Making the villagers go from arrogant to obsequious and repent for their past mistakes was just a small matter, but it could bring a smile to Buddha's face. Why not?

But then I realized there was a loophole in Buddha's words and immediately pressed, "Wait a minute! Didn't you say you'd never heard of me?"

Buddha stretched, looking quite pleased with herself, and feigned confusion, saying, "Did I say that? Your name, Ye Lingxuan, is renowned throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths, a true legend of the last two thousand years. There may be those who don't know me, the Buddha, but there's no one who doesn't know you, this lecherous demon!"

I stepped forward and embraced Buddha's slender waist, asking with a smile, "I've done many good deeds; I wonder what legends you've heard of me?" Buddha

covered her mouth and chuckled, "People say Ye Lingxuan is insatiable with lust! Ruthless! Cunning! Treacherous! He won't act until he sees a rabbit! He can't resist a beautiful woman! Is that true or not?"

She spoke very slowly, almost uttering each word individually, clearly deliberately provoking me!

Every time I chat with Buddha, I'm furious; she was like this before and she is now! To avoid being driven mad by anger and to live a few more years, I decided to never argue with Buddha again. I pride myself on my sharp tongue, but compared to this Buddha, I'm far inferior.

However, being tricked and insulted without retaliating is really not my style. I couldn't hold back and said, "A monk doesn't lie, yet Buddha deceives this sincere gentleman. It's beneath my dignity!" I

had to retaliate!

Buddha smiled and said, "In Buddhism, the first precept is against lying. From monks, nuns, and lamas to Arhats, Bhikkhus, and Vajras, and from Sravakas, Pratyekabuddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas, all are consistent in word and deed, and never lie. Therefore, you should not slander the reputation of Buddhism! However, you believe everything I say, which truly makes you a sincere gentleman!" Damn it! Buddha's words should be interpreted the opposite. He meant that everyone in Buddhism is full of empty words of compassion and hypocrisy. Even monks and nuns cannot be trusted, let alone Bodhisattvas? This was a Buddha of a higher order! I actually believed her words; I must have been out of my mind! But that last sentence from Tathagata was truly awful: "What I say, you believe? You idiot!"

I wanted to scold her, but instead, she scolded me even more! Now I understand perfectly well that this Buddha was a master of deception; she had outmaneuvered me. She probably had long planned to use me to achieve enlightenment, and although my methods might not have been entirely correct, she ultimately succeeded.

Seeing me speechless with anger, Tathagata chuckled, "Alright! I won't tease you anymore! Be good and don't cry!"

Unable to withstand such provocation any longer, I spat out two mouthfuls of blood and fainted.

After a period of playful banter and laughter, Buddha suddenly said, "Didn't you say you wanted to condense an avatar? I'll protect you!"

I rolled my eyes at her and teased, "Then I should really thank Buddha for his protection!"

With Buddha's protection, I naturally had no worries and could wholeheartedly focus on condensing my avatar. If this technique were mastered, it would possess boundless power, and I would no longer need to fear being besieged.

The path of avatars also has true and false forms. For example, the magical avatars created by powerful figures like the Six-Eyed Lion King, the True Wisdom Bodhisattva, and the Soul-Devouring Demon Lord were false avatars. Their power was not strong, possessing only one-tenth of the original's strength, making them easy to defeat. They also couldn't think independently and were difficult to deal with unexpected situations. However, their advantage lay in their ability to be condensed at will, allowing them to perform many tasks for the original, such as infiltrating dangerous places to investigate.

The true path of avatars is the differentiation of the primordial spirit! Once mastered, it possesses immense power and can think independently, naturally making it boundless in its might! However, the process of separating the primordial spirit is fraught with difficulties and dangers. One careless move could lead to the destruction of both body and soul!

After circulating the magic power for three cycles, the true essence is stored without being released, allowing the mind to gradually calm down. When the state reaches its peak, the mind begins to focus inward and slowly separate the primordial spirit. This feeling is indescribably painful, but because the injury is to the primordial spirit, there is no way to suppress it. The whole body trembles, and the pain is extreme.

In an instant, countless images of rebirth and endless future lives flooded his mind along with the excruciating pain. In a daze, he saw no light, as if falling into an endless abyss of darkness. Even extending his five fingers, he could not see. He couldn't help but want to abandon his avatar, his ego, and the Great Dao, letting his body and spirit fall silently until the end of time… Suddenly, he heard the sound of chanting: “…If anyone hears this sutra and has pure faith, then true reality will arise. Know that this person has achieved the first and rarest merit. World Honored One! This true reality is non-reality; therefore, the Tathagata calls it true reality…”

This voice was full of compassion, warming his entire body, and the speed of his fall seemed to slow down.

Tathagata? Who is that? It seemed to be someone I knew. I barely managed to lift my head and strain my eyes to see. In the endless darkness of the void, there seemed to be twelve stars, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden, endlessly revolving. Three pairs of stars were clustered together, leaning on each other, while the other six stars were scattered around. The chanting sound came from one of these stars.

In the darkness, only twelve stars shone brightly, towering above all things, almost like the Dao itself. Heaven was below them, earth was below them, and I was below them… Was this the Great Dao? A question welled up in my mind, but… who was I?

The chanting continued, seemingly trying to help me escape the endless darkness: “…The Tathagata said: When a human body grows large, it is not a large body; it is called a large body…”

But I couldn't remember who I was, where I came from, where I was going, what I had experienced, what I had forgotten, what I had gained, what I had given up…

In a daze, I heard someone calling: “Ye Lingxuan!”

The voice was ethereal and uncertain, but it didn't come from the twelve stars. I listened intently and realized that the one calling was myself! It's better to rely on yourself than on others. If I don't fight for myself, no one can help me!

Ye Lingxuan is my name, I am Ye Lingxuan!

In an instant, everything came back to me. The past was vivid in my mind, but the past was too painful to recall. All I could grasp was the present!

The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things. All things carry Yin and embrace Yang, and achieve harmony through the interaction of these energies (Note 3). I am Yin, I am Yang, Yin and Yang are me, I am Yin and Yang. The Great Tao is boundless, destruction precedes construction…

Opening three pairs of eyes and seeing scenery in three directions is quite a strange feeling. Simultaneously turning three heads, I stare at myself, feeling an urge to slap my own reflection! The

Buddha clasped his hands and said, “The Great Tao is boundless. You have taken another step forward, cultivating the Yin-Yang Incarnation. Congratulations!”

The Yang Incarnation spoke, “It is all thanks to the Buddha’s blessing!”

The voice reached the ears of the original body and the Yin Incarnation, making them feel even more ridiculous. But whether it is the original body or the incarnation, it is all a self. One speaking is enough; there is really no need for all three mouths to speak. Although I am not used to it now, I guess I will get used to it in the future.

The Buddha asked, "How are you feeling?"

I tried circulating my magical power and found that although I had successfully cultivated the incarnation, my magical power was greatly depleted, and my primordial spirit was exhausted after splitting. I said, "My magical power is greatly depleted, and my primordial spirit is also slightly injured. I estimate I will need at least ten days to recuperate."

The Buddha sighed softly and said, "When I attained enlightenment, you said my luck was low. It seems that the same is true for you now that you have cultivated the incarnation."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but shake my head and chuckle, "Being able to advance further is, after all, a joyous occasion. Besides, after recuperation and quiet cultivation, my true essence..." "My fortune will rise, like a snake shedding its skin. The process is perilous, but the rewards will be immense. My Yin and Yang incarnations each possess seventy percent of my original power. I believe that with their combined strength, their power will be even more astonishing. Taking this risk is worthwhile."

Tathagata nodded and began to softly chant Buddhist prayers for me. I recalled the danger of splitting my spirit. If she hadn't helped me at the crucial moment, I might have perished on the spot. I was deeply moved by her kindness, and a warm feeling welled up in my heart.

The method of splitting the spirit and creating incarnations is a supreme path. I created and practiced it myself, but I underestimated the backlash. However, my fortune has always been extremely strong, so the possibility of my death was very low. With Tathagata's great help by my side, I dared to try cultivating it. I didn't expect to be safe and sound. Now that my wish has been fulfilled, I am extremely happy and begin to regulate my true energy, striving to return to my peak as soon as possible.

After months of secluded cultivation, Tathagata's realm had become completely stable, and I had fully mastered the art of incarnation. She then once again proposed going to Mount Ling to cleanse the sect of strife. This matter was of utmost importance, inevitably affecting the rise and fall of the Six Paths of Heaven. I immediately conducted detailed calculations to ensure a foolproof plan.

However, the calculations revealed that the matter was not simple. The divination indicated that Mount Ling would change hands, but the time was not yet ripe. The deeper secrets of Heaven became more obscure. Several calculations yielded the same result, leaving me helpless. Tathagata was unwilling to accept this and joined forces with me to calculate again, but the result remained unchanged.

Tathagata, having just achieved the Great Dao, was determined to accomplish great things to alleviate the suffering of the world and save countless lives, but the time was not yet ripe, and all her efforts were in vain. She couldn't help but feel somewhat frustrated. However, she was resolute in her nature. After some thought, she decided to disregard fate and the secrets of Heaven and forcibly unify Mount Ling with her great power.

I knew this was futile, so I tried my best to dissuade him: "If you don't go to Mount Ling, the Bodhisattvas will be scattered and fighting amongst themselves. But once you set foot on Mount Ling, the Bodhisattvas will know they cannot contend with you alone, and they will surely join forces to form an alliance. Although you have achieved the supreme golden body, you are not immortal. If you are besieged by several Bodhisattvas, you will still be in danger!"

Tathagata pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "If you help me, this matter is not entirely hopeless!"

I shook my head: "You are wrong! The time for enlightenment has not yet come. Even if you and I forcibly unify Mount Ling, it will inevitably severely damage the vitality of Buddhism. If other forces take advantage of the situation, the consequences will be unimaginable! The situation will be even worse then, and the billions of beings in the six realms will suffer even more. Can you bear to do that?"

Tathagata retorted: "According to you, does that mean we can't do anything? Or are you afraid of those Bodhisattvas?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Tathagata immediately realized his mistake and couldn't help but look regretful.

This scene felt strangely familiar. Many years ago, on the last day I spent with Zihan, she criticized me for being too superstitious about fate. Later, she disobeyed my instructions and left the palace before I escaped the calamity, causing the couple to separate. Her whereabouts are still unknown.

Thinking of this, I felt a pang of sadness and no longer wanted to argue. Seeing my silence, Buddha looked slightly worried, took my arm, and whispered, "I was wrong, don't be angry, okay? I know you meant well, but with our current strength… I'm really unwilling!"

I said calmly, "Just listen to my advice this time. You've endured countless years; a little more won't make a difference. You'll have the opportunity to take charge of Mount Ling in the future. Moreover, I'm not afraid of the Bodhisattvas of Mount Ling; on the contrary, I have a great grudge against them, and I will naturally go to Mount Ling to settle the karmic debt! The day I set foot on Mount Ling will be the day you take charge of Buddhism!" Buddha

said, "Good, good, good! You're so strategic and far-sighted; I'll listen to you! Don't be angry, okay?"

I embraced Buddha and whispered, "I'm not angry. This isn't the first time I've been misunderstood; I'm used to it!"

"Oh, listen to your tone; aren't you still angry?"

"Then let me pinch your butt a couple of times, and I won't be angry anymore!"

"Just one pinch, okay?"

"I've changed my mind, I'm going to pinch your breasts three times!"

"..."

Time seems to stand still in the mountains, the cold of winter obscures the passing years. We spend our days cultivating together, discussing scriptures and expounding the Dao, living a carefree life. But occasionally, Tathagata would show a sullen expression. Although she tried her best not to let me notice, how could I not know after spending so much time with her? I knew Tathagata still cared about the matter of Mount Ling. If I didn't give her a definite deadline, she wouldn't be able to let go.

But the secrets of heaven are so obscure that ordinary divination techniques are powerless. The only way now is to sacrifice six cycles of cultivation and use the Divine Travel to the Eight Extremes technique, perhaps then I can glimpse some of its mysteries.

When Tathagata chants scriptures, she will be completely focused. Taking advantage of this spare time, I will force out my own essence and blood, reverse my inner energy, and forcibly explore the secrets of heaven!

In an instant, my divine sense forced its way into the River of Destiny, peering into the endless future lives, like a series of paintings appearing before my eyes, yet all were blurry and indistinct. Despite straining my eyes, I could not make them clear. A moment later, the River of Destiny repelled my divine sense, the backlash from the deduction becoming immense in an instant. My internal organs felt as if they had melted away, my meridians nearly shattered, and blood gushed uncontrollably. The

violent fluctuations of vital energy immediately alarmed Tathagata, who rushed out of the Buddha hall to support me, anxiously asking, "What are you doing? How did you get so badly injured?"

I used all my strength to manage to speak: "...Within two hundred years...I will definitely help you take charge of Mount Ling..."

My throat itched, and I couldn't help but cough violently, spitting out blood continuously. How could I possibly speak? Tathagata said urgently, "Didn't I promise you? Why did you have to do such a foolish thing?"

I shook my head, forced a smile, and tried to take out the pill, but couldn't lift my hand. The

Buddha, looking worried, took out the pill for me, fed it to me, and then continuously channeled his true energy into me to help heal my wounds and stop the bleeding.

This injury was caused by a backlash that severely damaged my primordial spirit. Even with the Buddha's full assistance, it took more than a month to recover—truly one of the most serious injuries I've had in recent years! But I had, after all, grasped some of the secrets of heaven, so it wasn't a complete loss.

During my healing, the Buddha took great care of me, but now that he saw my injuries had healed, he finally couldn't help but lose his temper: "I already promised you I wouldn't go to Mount Ling before the opportune moment arrived, why did you humiliate yourself like this? You were clearly deliberately trying to anger me! Such pettiness and vindictiveness, what kind of man are you?"

I'd encountered unreasonable people in Buddhism before, so I wasn't angry at all. Besides, the Buddha's words contained deep concern; who couldn't hear that?

There's a saying that women have three tricks: crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide. These three tactics can be incredibly clever or utterly clumsy, depending on who uses them, who they're used on, how they're used, and when they're used. Men can easily counter these tactics: silence to deflect their attacks, sweet words to move their hearts, tenderness to disrupt their defenses, and marriage to imprison them.

But if a woman has no feelings for you, she won't make any moves at all—meaning she has no moves to begin with—so how can you counter them? (Note 4) A woman's temper tantrum is a trivial matter, but it should never be taken lightly. Every argument is actually an opportunity to strengthen the relationship. If a man handles it properly, he can naturally win a woman's heart. If he finds her overly concerned and her temper tantrums annoying, then the relationship is doomed.

First, remain silent, feigning remorse. Once her anger subsides, then feign deep affection: "I was only doing this for your own good!" "As long as it helps you, I'll go through fire and water," she said, which moved her deeply. She was then further swayed by sweet words, oaths, and pounding her chest to reassure her. Finally, she gave a passionate speech, arranging for her future affairs, big and small, showing that she was always in her heart and would never forget her. Thus, the wrathful Vajra naturally transformed into a smiling Maitreya. (Note 5) Looking at the Buddha, I slowly said, "You must return to Mount Ling immediately, but only appear as a Bodhisattva. Secretly cultivate your confidants, quickly solidify your foundation, and find ways to sow discord among the Bodhisattvas. When the time is right, I will go to Mount Ling to help you with your great undertaking!" The

Buddha nodded and said, "And what about you?"

The implication was that I should accompany her, but I needed to ascertain the intentions of the two divine objects, so I couldn't easily leave the mortal Tang Dynasty. I said, "I have other important matters to attend to, and I'm afraid we'll have to part ways for a while. After you return to Mount Ling, you must be careful and cautious, and never be arrogant. Beware of the Bodhisattvas..." "You must be wary of her, ruthless and powerful. Take good care of yourself."

The Buddha looked at me, and after a moment, whispered, "So this is how painful separation from loved ones is. I understand now. I will wait for you on Mount Ling for two hundred years. If you don't come..." (Note 6) I interrupted her, "Don't worry, I will definitely go!"

The Buddha nodded, turned and left, softly reciting, "From love arises sorrow, from love arises fear. If one is free from love, there is neither sorrow nor fear... But can anyone truly be free from love?"

This last sentence made my heart tremble for no reason, but her voice faded away as she walked further and further away.

When the Buddha disappeared from my sight, I turned back and saw only the small Muni Temple under the setting sun, so lonely and silent. Perhaps its owner would never return, but I believed the Muni Temple would wait, until the end of time...

I composed myself, burying my emotions deep inside, because now, I had to do what needed to be done. While forcibly prying into the secrets of heaven, I vaguely discovered some clues. Now, naturally, I must clarify these doubts, so I cannot be influenced by anything external.

Although all the clues indicated that the divine object was leading me to the Ten Directions Bowl, I had a vague premonition that I was wrong again, and my premonition was quickly confirmed!

Even after Buddha left with the Ten Directions Bowl, the two divine objects still directed me to continue searching for something in the Tang Dynasty!

I began to ponder, constantly recalling, trying to find any clues I had overlooked.

The first time, I encountered the little beggar; the second time, I encountered Buddha. The little beggar knew no magic, Buddha's cultivation was extremely high; the little beggar possessed nothing, Buddha secretly carried the Ten Directions Bowl—there were no similarities whatsoever. Moreover, when the little beggar was beside me, the divine object began urging me to leave, but after Buddha left, the divine object still made me stay in this vicinity…

The guidance of the Primordial Scripture and the Four Symbols Cauldron remained within the Tang Dynasty, not disappearing with Buddha's departure, but the location had slightly changed. The flow of energy? Could it really be a self-moving energy channel? If the divine object is asking me to find an energy channel, then everything I've experienced is just a coincidence. But that doesn't seem right either!

What exactly is the divine object asking me to find?

Note 1: From Ouyang Xiu's "Record of the Drunken Pavilion" (Northern Song Dynasty)

Note 2: Excerpt from the Diamond Sutra

Note 3: Excerpt from Laozi's "Tao Te Ching"

Note 4: I believe everyone knows who wrote this passage and where it comes from. If you don't know...

Note 5: This trick really works. Shui Longyin has tested it on several women many times. While not invincible, it's rarely a failure. However, fellow wolves, if you want to use this trick, remember one word: patience! Two words: perseverance! Three words

: calm down!

Note 6: Separation from loved ones is one of the seven sufferings in Buddhism. The seven sufferings in Buddhism are: birth, old age, sickness, death, being with those you hate, separation from loved ones, and not getting what you want.

05-03
Chapter 22

If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain. Since the answer to the problem won't appear on its own, I'll actively seek it out!

The guidance of the Primordial Scripture and the Four Symbols Cauldron did not leave the Tang Dynasty. Following their directions, I arrived in Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty!

The grandeur of this capital is beyond description; its layout alone locks in eighty-two spiritual veins, implying the arrival of foreign tribes and tribute from all directions. At the confluence of these spiritual veins, a faint purple aura swirls—that is naturally the forbidden palace of the Tang Dynasty.

Since Chang'an is the capital of the Tang Dynasty, its walls are naturally surrounded by powerful restrictions. Passing through the walls or flying in is extremely difficult, but if I were to force my way in, I could, but since we have no enmity, why bother? I

proceeded methodically to the city gate and entered the city in the manner of ordinary people, without a word.

The location indicated by the divine objects was near the Forbidden Garden, but after concealing my aura and searching carefully three times, I still found nothing, and couldn't help but feel discouraged.

As night fell, I found a secluded, quiet room, sat cross-legged, and prepared to regulate my inner energy. Unexpectedly, the door was pushed open, and two figures entered. Not wanting to cause any trouble, I concealed my presence and observed the situation.

The people who entered were a man and a woman—more precisely, a noble young man and a beautiful young nun. Their intentions in coming to this quiet room so late at night were obvious. I couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. It seemed nuns were quite popular lately; I'd just slept with Buddha, and now this drama of worldly desire was unfolding!

Although both were nuns, this young nun possessed only mediocre magical powers, but in terms of appearance, she was far more beautiful than Buddha. Bright eyes and white teeth, alluring gaze, a graceful figure, and ethereal steps—every smile and gesture captivated the noble young man, driving him to near madness.

The young nobleman was also extremely handsome; it would be no exaggeration to say he was dashing and elegant. At this moment, he was pleading with the nun, "Mingkong, my darling, I finally get to come out once in a while, don't make me anxious, okay?"

Hearing this noble young man refer to himself as "朕" (Zhen, meaning "I, the Imperial Emperor"), I was slightly taken aback. He was actually the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the current Emperor Li Zhi! It seems this emperor is extremely irresponsible, actually sneaking out of the palace in the dead of night to meet a nun. If this were to spread, it would immediately shake the court and the country, making him a laughingstock. If it reached the ears of those with ulterior motives, the consequences would be unimaginable!

But none of this concerns me. True gentlemen observe the game silently, and good spectators spy on adultery, patiently waiting for the show to begin.

Upon hearing Li Zhi's words, the nun Mingkong's face showed a tearful expression. She wiped her tears with her sleeve and lamented, "Your Majesty, you know how long it has been since you last saw me. I have waited so long for you! Every day I chant sutras and pray before the Buddha, hoping for Your Majesty's good health and longevity. Your Majesty, do you know that?"

This deeply sorrowful and heart-wrenching voice reached my ears, even moving me slightly. Emperor Li Zhi, whose resolve was even weaker than mine, was naturally even more heartbroken and in unbearable pain, his arms tightly embracing Mingkong. "Mingkong," she choked back tears, "I know, I've always known. Believe me, I think of you every day. Give me some time, and I will definitely bring you back to the palace."

Hearing this, Mingkong's eyes flashed with joy, but she carefully concealed it, feigning righteousness as she advised, "Your Majesty, you are the ruler of a nation, with so many important matters to attend to. How could I, Mingkong, trouble Your Majesty with the burden of my own life?"

Though her voice carried a hint of grievance, her words were extremely firm and earnest, deeply moving Li Zhi.

Seeing this nun's affected manner, I couldn't help but sneer inwardly. I thought Jiang Tian'er's acting was unparalleled, but this nun Mingkong was just as good! Although I didn't know how much she had suffered since becoming a nun, being a nun was certainly not as pleasant as being a favored concubine!

With a combination of crying,闹事, and threatening suicide, Mingkong had already subdued Li Zhi with just the first move. It took countless sweet words to coax her back to her former joy. But then again, with Mingkong's skillful manipulation, it was hard to tell who was truly winning her over!

The pretty nun's smile was captivating, and the foolish emperor, naturally eager for immediate marital bliss, grabbed Mingkong and began to undress her. Mingkong, knowing that pushing too far would backfire, reluctantly undressed, slowly revealing her youthful and alluring body. Li Zhi's lust flared, his eyes glazed over.

This little nun's figure was indeed exceptional: a beautiful face with a slender neck, narrow shoulders and full breasts, a slim waist and plump hips, shapely legs and delicate feet. Coupled with her bald head, she boldly proclaimed her status as a nun, possessing a unique charm. I've been playing with nuns until I'm sick of them, so I'm not particularly bothered, but how could Li Zhi resist such alluring temptation?

Li Zhi pounced on Mingkong, pinning her to the bed. His hands flailing about, kneading her breasts and buttocks, embracing her waist and legs, completely at a loss for what to do. He showered her face with kisses, leaving her both startled and amused, unsure whether to push him away or reciprocate. For a moment, the two were completely overwhelmed, a chaotic mess.

Li Zhi's tongue was in his mouth, his hands on her breasts, his touches brief and fleeting. His desire, far from subsiding, burned even more intensely. His penis was erect and throbbing, veins bulging, testicles dangling below, swaying with his movements.

Mingkong, confined to the temple for her daily practice, was practically imprisoned. A young girl in the throes of passion, how could she endure the loneliness? Now, aroused by Li Zhi, she too felt a surge of lust. Her rosy nipples stood erect, her tightly sealed vulva oozing fluids, her eyes becoming glazed.

Although Li Zhi adored the little nun Mingkong and wished he could devour her alive and ravish her a thousand times over, he still had concubines and beauties to relieve his lust every day. Mingkong, being in a temple, had no men to get close to. She could only endure the torment of lust every day. So Mingkong was more impatient and couldn't help but use her slender fingers to grasp his penis, gently stroke it a couple of times, and then guide it into her wet hole.

But in this world, the one who takes the initiative often suffers, especially in matters of sexual intercourse. Seeing Mingkong's wanton and seductive nature, Li Zhi, instead of seeking pleasure, harbored a desire to tease and toy with her. He deliberately held Mingkong's hand, preventing her from manipulating his penis, and teased, "You shameless nun! How dare you seduce me! You dare touch my manhood without permission; do you know this is a crime of deceiving the emperor!"

Mingkong, holding Li Zhi's penis, submissively pleaded, "This humble nun knows her crime; please punish me severely, Your Majesty!"

Li Zhi reached out and lifted Mingkong's chin, forcing her to look up at him, and lewdly said, "Then tell me, how should I punish you?"

Mingkong thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty... " "Put your dragon root into this lowly nun's hole and whip her mercilessly!"

Li Zhi laughed heartily, pulling his finger from Mingkong's chin and then inserting it into her mouth. Mingkong, naturally, readily complied, immediately sucking on Li Zhi's finger. Li Zhi was extremely satisfied and laughed, "You lewd nun, you truly tarnish the reputation of Buddhism! You think I'll bestow my dragon root upon you? Not so easy! First, give me a blowjob!"

Mingkong, with her finger in her mouth, mumbled, "This lowly nun obeys! Thank you for your great favor, Your Majesty!"

Because her speech was unclear, it sounded as if she were saying "Thank you for your dragon root." The pretty nun was completely submissive, manipulated into such a lewd and wanton state, which made Li Zhi's eyes light up, and his lust burned even more intensely!

Li Zhi lay sprawled on the bed, his erect penis pointing skyward. Ming Kong straddled his chest, facing him, and bent down to lick his penis, making loud sucking sounds. This exposed her private area to Li Zhi, who, naturally, didn't hold back, raising his fingers to play with her vulva. A

seasoned pro, Li Zhi's ten fingers moved freely between her pink vulva, rubbing her clitoris, gently probing her opening, and teasing her anus. The stimulation sent shivers through Ming Kong's body, her skin glistening with sweat. Unable to release her pent-up desire, she could only suckle his penis desperately, giving Li Zhi immense pleasure.

To escape her torment, Mingkong desperately tried to seduce him, her small mouth meticulously sucking on his testicles, occasionally swallowing and sucking them, her tongue swirling around them, her lips and tongue constantly changing techniques, trying every way to please the emperor and win his favor, hoping to rise in rank and become a phoenix. Li Zhi's

magical power was not weak, no less than Song Peng's in his prime. If he were a carefree immortal, he could live a life of leisure, but shouldering the responsibility of the Tang Dynasty and fighting against enemies on all sides was no easy task. If it weren't for Li Shimin's secret protection, he probably wouldn't have been able to maintain order, and how could the people of the Tang Dynasty have lived such a peaceful life?

Although Li Zhi was a seasoned player in the pleasure quarters, he was busy with many affairs of state, which strained his mind and body. He also indulged in sensual pleasures, which weakened his body. At this moment, Mingkong was holding his penis and using her oral skills to the fullest. Before long, he felt the urge to ejaculate. However, he did not want to lose face in front of the woman, so he could only use his magic power to try his best to endure it. But in doing so, there was no pleasure at all. Instead, it was like being tortured. He forced himself to hold it in until his white face turned purple.

Li Zhi, suppressing his ejaculation, naturally slowed his teasing of her vulva. Mingkong, with her deep cunning, immediately sensed Li Zhi's predicament. She quickly withdrew his penis, deliberately acting coquettishly and pleading, "Your Majesty, you are truly gifted and valiant. My mouth is so sore, why aren't you ejaculating yet?"

Li Zhi, mistakenly thinking he had escaped unscathed and feeling like he had been granted a pardon, immediately laughed, "You lewd nun, do you know how powerful I am? Fine, I'll spare your little mouth and properly fuck your cunt."

Although he said this, he deliberately procrastinated, trying to regulate his vital energy and reduce his urge to ejaculate.

Mingkong pretended not to notice, snuggling into Li Zhi's arms, constantly demanding kisses, and pleading, "Your Majesty, you always think about bullying people. Mingkong won't stand for it. I must have Your Majesty kiss me properly before I'll let you fuck me!"

This was exactly what Li Zhi wanted to hear, so he naturally didn't object at all. He embraced Mingkong and began to kiss her wildly, leaving her neck and face covered in saliva.

Judging that Li Zhi had recovered enough, Mingkong pleaded in a coquettish voice, "Your Majesty, Mingkong's lower body is so itchy that I can't stand it. Please grant me your dragon root to relieve the itch!"

This moan was so seductive that even I felt a surge of desire.

Having gained a brief respite, Li Zhi also felt the tingling sensation on his glans lessen, preventing him from ejaculating immediately upon penetration. It seemed it was time to teach this little slut a lesson. He nodded, grasped his penis, and positioned it at Mingkong's entrance, lubricating the glans with her vaginal fluid. With a gentle thrust, he parted her labia and slowly penetrated her.

As the penis entered her wetness, Mingkong immediately unleashed her signature move, "Old Tree Roots," wrapping her long legs tightly around Li Zhi's waist. She swayed her hips with each thrust, desperately responding to his movements. Her wanton energy suggested she practically wanted to suck Li Zhi entirely into her wetness for maximum pleasure!

Before Li Zhi could even thrust a few times, Mingkong began to moan loudly, her lewd words echoing in the air: "...Your...Your Majesty...fuck...fuck Mingkong to death...I can't...I can't take it anymore..."

Li Zhi, sweating profusely, lay on top of Mingkong and asked with a smile, "Does my dragon root feel good to you?"

Although Mingkong was panting, she immediately replied, "...It feels good...Your Majesty's...dragon root...fucks...fucks Mingkong to death...Dear Your Majesty...you...are so good at...so good at fucking...the glans...is inside...my uterus...it's so itchy...I really can't take it...Your Majesty, have mercy...spare me..."

Mingkong's ecstatic moans, though they brought Li Zhi immense pleasure, caused his testicles to churn with each moan. He feared that before Mingkong could finish three or five moans, his semen would spurt from his urethra. The supreme ruler hastily slowed his thrusting to delay ejaculation.

But this was like removing the fuel from under her. Mingkong felt the pleasure quickly disappear, and her lower body felt empty and extremely uncomfortable. However, she also knew that Li Zhi was about to reach his limit. Now she was relying entirely on the Emperor's favor to have a chance to escape this predicament. How could she dare to disappoint the Emperor?

Mingkong endured the emptiness inside her and pretended to be seductive: "Your Majesty, if you keep going, Mingkong really can't take it anymore. Mingkong wants to change positions. Why don't you lie down and let Mingkong serve you properly?"

Li Zhi was also a veteran of the pleasure quarters. Although he had lost his stamina, he still had experience. He knew that once his penis left the tender hole, the urge to ejaculate would quickly subside, and then he could go back to the pleasure quarters. Since it was rare for Mingkong to suggest changing positions, he naturally had no objection. He immediately pulled out his penis, lay back on the bed, handed over the power to Mingkong, and prepared to enjoy 'peace and quiet' himself.

Mingkong knew Li Zhi was all show and no substance, and fearing he might ejaculate prematurely, causing embarrassment for both of them, she dared not immediately sit on the lotus position. Instead, she lay on Li Zhi's chest, gently licking his nipples with her tongue, and then slowly kissing her way down, trying to buy time and allow Li Zhi to catch his breath.

Li Zhi, though intelligent on the outside, was actually foolish on the inside. Even now, he still believed that as the Son of Heaven, he was ordained by Heaven and should have everything go smoothly. Therefore, he thought this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to regulate his vital energy. So he secretly circulated his magic power to force the semen back to his testicles, preparing to eliminate the 'internal trouble' before dealing with Mingkong, the 'external threat'.

Seeing that Li Zhi had finished his breathing exercise, Mingkong grasped his penis with one hand and parted her labia minora with the other, slowly squatting down and taking his penis into her wet vagina little by little. When her labia touched his testicles, Mingkong and Li Zhi simultaneously tilted their heads back and let out a soft sigh... A moment later, Mingkong lowered her head, gave Li Zhi a charming smile, and slowly moved her hips, her wet vagina beginning to swallow and release his penis, engaging in sexual intercourse.

Mingkong's Jade Maiden Sitting on the Lotus was practiced to perfection; the rise and fall were perfectly controlled, and the gentle swallowing and sucking of her vaginal muscles was meticulous, allowing his penis to experience intense pleasure while deliberately prolonging the thrusting time to ensure that the semen would not be ejaculated immediately. It truly made Li Zhi feel pleasure without ejaculation, and lust without waning, naturally leading to boundless ecstasy.

After sixty or seventy thrusts, Li Zhi was at his wit's end. No matter how carefully Mingkong tried to protect him, it was all in vain. As the saying goes, a collapsing building cannot be supported by a single pillar.

Just as the semen reached his genitals, Li Zhi, as if experiencing a final burst of energy, regained his virility. He thrust wildly seven or eight times, then pulled out his penis and thrust the glans into Mingkong's cherry lips, ejaculating large gushes of semen into her mouth. Mingkong naturally offered no resistance, tilting her head back to receive Li Zhi's semen, her small mouth tightly closed, seemingly afraid that the semen would spill from between her teeth, wasting the precious bloodline.

The semen smelled foul, salty, and fishy, but Mingkong found it sweet. Without waiting for Li Zhi's command, she tilted her head back and swallowed all the semen, then sucked hard on the glans, trying to draw out the remaining semen from Li Zhi's urethra. Li Zhi shook his head, praising her repeatedly.

After Li Zhi ejaculated, his lust subsided, and he lay on the bed, panting with his eyes closed. Mingkong was left feeling extremely uncomfortable, but what could a nun living under someone else's roof do at this moment? She lay on Li Zhi's chest, breathing softly, feigning the satisfaction of a woman after an orgasm, carefully concealing her own desire.

Li Zhi took Mingkong's hand, kissed it lightly, and said, "Although there are many beauties in the harem, they are all coy and hesitant, unlike you who are so unrestrained. Therefore, only you can truly satisfy me."

Mingkong did not answer, but sobbed softly, her tears wetting Li Zhi's chest. Li Zhi hurriedly said, "Mingkong, why are you crying? Did I hurt you? It's my fault..." Mingkong

said plaintively, "No, Your Majesty, it feels very good to be favored by you, but..."

Li Zhi looked worried and asked, "But what?"

Mingkong said, "I don't know when I will be able to serve Your Majesty for a long time. If I could serve Your Majesty every day, I would be willing to die."

Li Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "I have brought this up several times, but those old ministers always obstruct me. You know, since Father Emperor passed away, the strength of our Tang Dynasty has been declining day by day. If we lose these civil and military officials, then..."

At this point, Li Zhi could hardly continue.

Mingkong smiled sadly and said softly, "Your Majesty, Mingkong knows your troubles. As long as you have Mingkong in your heart, Mingkong doesn't care about anything else."

She got up, put on her monk's robe, took out a brocade handkerchief, handed it to Li Zhi, and then faced the window, looking at the bright moon in the sky, without saying a word.

The brocade handkerchief was an ordinary thing, but there were some words written on it. I peeked at it and saw that it was a poem: "Seeing red as green, my thoughts are in turmoil, I am haggard and broken for remembering you. If you don't believe that I often shed tears, open the chest and examine the pomegranate skirt. (Note 1)"

The handwriting was delicate, and the strokes were very connected, as if the person who wrote this poem was full of similar lingering feelings. There were also faint tear stains on the corner of the brocade handkerchief.

Li Zhi carefully savored the meaning of the poem and couldn't help but shed tears. He hugged Mingkong from behind and swore, "Mingkong, don't worry! I will definitely persuade those old ministers this time and come to Ganye Temple to pick you up soon!"

Mingkong nodded and remained silent.

Poor Li Zhi, the Son of Heaven, was completely manipulated by that little slut. Alas, so handsome, yet a mere pretty face, destined to be tormented by this cunning and wicked woman! Perhaps Li Shimin, too, was a master of divination, having foreseen his son's impending doom, hence the name Li Zhi? After

Mingkong finished dressing and grooming Li Zhi, he hurriedly departed, leaving Mingkong alone in the empty room, a dim lamp illuminating the loneliness.

Seeing Li Zhi gone, Mingkong could no longer suppress her lust. She removed her monk's robes, lay on the bed, parted her legs, and gently stroked her clitoris with her slender fingers, emitting faint moans.

So young, with such an alluring body, yet forced to rely on masturbation to alleviate her loneliness—how pathetic! I have always been eager to help others; naturally, I must intervene!

He revealed himself, pressing down on Mingkong's naked body. Taking advantage of her panic and distraction, he thrust his penis into her tender vagina and began to pump vigorously. Mingkong's vagina was already full of lustful fluid, making the thrusting quite smooth.

A sudden, intense pleasure surged from her groin, completely dispelling the emptiness that had plagued her womb for so long. Mingkong couldn't help but groan, but she quickly suppressed the pleasure and began to struggle fiercely, demanding, "How dare you! Who are you?"

I sneered, "Shouldn't it be 'a very big penis'? I am Li Yuan!"

Li Yuan was the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the father of Li Shimin, and the grandfather of Li Zhi, but this great man had fallen countless years ago. Such a self-proclaimed title was merely a mockery of Mingkong.

Mingkong flailed her arms and kicked her legs wildly, shouting angrily, "Bullshit! Li Yuan was already surrounded and killed by the demon race! Are you some kind of dead man who has been resurrected?"

He grabbed Mingkong's hands, pinning them to either side of her head, ignoring her resistance, and continued to thrust his penis into her tender hole, beautifully raping this wanton nun.

His penis moved in and out of Mingkong's hole rapidly, displaying its lewd power, causing Mingkong's juices to flow freely, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. He then coldly laughed, "Who do you care who I am! As long as I have a penis and can fuck you to death, I'm your husband!"

Mingkong was already burning with lust, extremely thirsty. After being fucked more than ten times, she was already in a state of wantonness, but she forcibly suppressed any moans, desperately feigning anger, and shouted, "You dog! You dare to rape me! The current emperor will definitely not let you get away with this!" Hearing this

, he released Mingkong's arms, grasped her two full breasts and kneaded them, saying indifferently, "Don't even mention that tyrannical Emperor Li Zhi, even if Li Shimin came, he wouldn't dare to do anything to me! If you dare to lie again, believe me, I won't rape you!"

Mingkong's hands were now free, but she no longer resisted. She grabbed the sheets behind her back, enduring the wanton abuse. For this nun who had been lonely for so long, nothing was more important than a penis. She absolutely could not live without a man now!

He squeezed her breasts from the base, forcing her rosy nipples to stand up, and then used two index fingers to flick her nipples, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. At the same time, his penis was buried inside Mingkong's vagina, thrusting desperately. Mingkong's body had been parched for a long time and had longed for this kind of defilement. Especially since she didn't know my identity, the fear in her heart made the stimulation even stronger, and she was about to reach orgasm.

Seeing that Mingkong was about to climax, I quickly pulled out my penis and stopped playing with her breasts, blocking her lust again and preventing her from venting. This feeling of being fucked without climaxing was more painful than death. Mingkong couldn't help but look at me with a face full of sorrow and pleading eyes, hoping that I would have mercy and bring her to orgasm.

I lifted Mingkong's chin and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Mingkong remained silent. I teased, "If I raped you, the current emperor wouldn't let me off. I'd better stop now. You can continue masturbating. I'm leaving."

I made a move to get up, and Mingkong rushed forward, grabbing my arm and pleading, "I won't tell anyone. You can rape me as you please. I've been left wanting more twice last night. I can't take it anymore, please..."

I said coldly, "You're the one who seduced me. How can you say I raped you? Say it again, and what do you want?"

Mingkong couldn't help but sob softly, whispering, "...It wasn't rape, it was me who seduced you. Come and do it to me."

I lifted Mingkong's chin... Forcing her to raise her head, I said calmly, "Not every man will be fooled by you, remember that!"

Mingkong nodded, and I immediately shouted, "Say it! What's the point of nodding?"

Mingkong said softly, "I remember!"

I pressed further, "Remember what?"

Mingkong hysterically said, "Not every man will be fooled by me, I remember, come and fuck me!" Mingkong, living under someone else's

roof, used some tricks to seek wealth and status, which was understandable, but in her words and actions, there was a hint of looking down on all men. For such a self-righteous woman, her dignity should naturally be trampled on, and she should understand that men pamper her because they love her. If men don't love her, she is nothing!

Some women respond better to force than gentleness. If you are gentle, she will be tough. If you are good to her, she may not appreciate it, but if a man is ruthless enough to humiliate her, she will be devoted to him and cannot be driven away by whips! Mingkong had the air of a slut; after being thoroughly humiliated, she turned into a submissive sheep, allowing herself to be ravaged!

Gently stroking Mingkong's bald head, I coldly commanded, "Spread your legs, grab your ankles with both hands, and after I've done my thing to you, I'll fuck your cunt raw with my big cock. If you dare put your legs down, don't even think about me touching you again!"

Mingkong didn't say a word, immediately raising her legs, grabbing her ankles with both hands, folding herself up, completely exposing her tender cunt to my eyes. The lustful fluid inside her continued to flow out, soaking the sheets.

Holding my penis, I slowly slid the glans across Mingkong's labia minora, causing her to tremble. Goosebumps rose involuntarily on her delicate skin, and she stammered, "Put it in! Hurry! I can't take it anymore!"

I looked at Mingkong's messy crotch and lewdly said, "Your labia minora aren't very dark in color, and they close tightly, which is quite beautiful, but it's a pity there's too much vaginal fluid, exposing your lewd nature!"

As I spoke, I pressed my fingers against her clitoris, and Mingkong couldn't help but let out a soft moan. I sneered, "I haven't even rubbed it yet, and you're already moaning. What if I rub that clitoris hard? Wouldn't you be ecstatic?"

Mingkong trembled and said, "You can't touch that place, or I'll pee! Really!" "

But she still gripped her ankles tightly, daring not to resist in the slightest. You can't give this kind of slut a friendly look! Therefore, the infatuated Li Zhi will never truly conquer her; he'll only be played with in her hands.

My fingers gently rubbed Mingkong's clitoris, commanding, 'You also possess magical powers. Lock down your vaginal fluids and urine. You absolutely cannot ejaculate before I allow you to climax, or you'll regret it!' As soon as I finished

speaking, I began rapidly rubbing her clitoris, simultaneously stopping and slowly inserting my penis into Mingkong's tender vagina. I didn't thrust, just let my erect penis remain inside, soaked in her vaginal fluids.

Poor Mingkong, legs spread, was wantonly teased, her clitoris teased, and she wasn't allowed to climax. After only a dozen strokes, she was panting heavily, drenched in sweat, and cried out hoarsely, '...It itches so bad...I can't take it...I really can't take it...I'm going to pee...'

I sneered, 'Try it!' " "Whether it's vaginal fluid or urine, if you dare to leak even a single drop, I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to get out of bed for three days!"

Mingkong's sexual skills were decent, but as the saying goes, there are always higher mountains to climb, and more lewd acts to be had. Compared to me, this great demon, she was far inferior. With the slightest movement of my fingers, Mingkong's delicate body convulsed, sweat pouring down her snow-white skin. Because she was suppressing her lust, Mingkong's features had begun to distort, turning the pretty nun into a shrew!

Before, when Mingkong was entangled with Li Zhi, she kept looking for opportunities to give Li Zhi time to catch his breath because she needed something from him. Now, I don't need anything from Mingkong, so why give her a chance to breathe? I pressed my fingers against her clitoris, teasing her in every way, rapidly manipulating it, tormenting Mingkong's delicate body to writhe and sway from side to side on the bed. She writhed, like a fish out of water, struggling in her death throes.

Because her fingers carried lightning-based magic, the rubbing had already stimulated Mingkong's clitoris to swell, making it even more sensitive. A few quick flicks followed by a light pinch of her clitoris caused Mingkong's defenses to completely crumble. Although she desperately tried to hold back, the orgasm was uncontrollable; her uterus spasmed, releasing a large amount of thick vaginal fluid.

The penis, which had been positioned at the entrance of Mingkong's cervix, now waited patiently, sucking up all the released fluid. Then, the fingers rubbed her clitoris again, increasing the stimulation and forcing her to release even more fluid. At the same time, he shouted, "You slut! You dare to orgasm without my permission! I mean it, I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to get out of bed for three days!" Ignoring Mingkong

's pleas, he casually took out a rope magic weapon he had previously stolen, tied Mingkong's hands behind her back to the headboard, then pressed down on her delicate body and began to thrust violently! During the attack, the glans forced its way through her vaginal muscles, advancing boldly; during the withdrawal, the glans scraped against her vaginal muscles, turning the tables! Mingkong was brought to tears, her vaginal fluids flowing freely, screaming and groaning wildly, almost going mad!

After only thirty or fifty thrusts, Mingkong could no longer withstand it, her limbs convulsing uncontrollably, her cherry lips letting out a shocking cry, releasing her vaginal fluids again. His penis trembled, taking it all in, and he continued to torture her, thrusting desperately, trying his best to squeeze the essence out of Mingkong's body.

He grabbed Mingkong's full breasts with both hands, squeezing her nipples hard until they stood erect, then took turns sucking on both nipples with his mouth, while his waist kept thrusting, causing his penis to dig and excavate inside Mingkong's tender vagina, like drilling a hole to extract her vaginal fluids.

Mingkong, having been celibate for so long, finally tasted a man's penis, almost to the point of delirium with pleasure. But she knew that once her yin essence was exhausted, she would die from exhaustion, and pleaded desperately, "...Spare me...If I keep going...I'll die..."

Slowing my thrusts, I asked, "You unchaste nun, how many times have you come?"

Mingkong trembled, "...I don't know...I haven't had time to count...and...I can't count..."

I sneered, "I'll count for you, your cunt has come seven times! Just seven more times, and I'll spare you!"

Mingkong was startled, pleading, "...No...I can't take it...Spare me...I'll be your...your slave..."

I pinched Mingkong's nipples, slowly pulling them up, and laughed, "No need to be a slave, just be my sex slave!"

Mingkong immediately said, "...Okay...I'll be...your sex slave...let me

go ..." I continued to tease her nipples and said, "I've drained so much of your essence. Even if I let you go now, your magic power will be greatly diminished. What should we do?"

Mingkong, being so cunning, immediately said, "Please, Master, bestow your yang essence upon me, and I will naturally recover my magic power."

Seeing this slut so obedient, I was quite satisfied. I bent down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, biting it hard, causing her to scream in agony. Then I commanded, "Your Jade Maiden Sitting on the Lotus is quite well-practiced. Now let me try it out. Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I will only defend and not attack. If you can't squeeze out my semen, you can expect to ejaculate seven more times!"

I untied the ropes and then lay on my back on the bed, letting Mingkong perform her lewd arts. Mingkong didn't dare to waste any time. She immediately spread her legs and squatted down, taking my penis into her vagina. Then she began to thrust her hips fast and slow, while her vaginal muscles tightened, trying her best to serve the penis that had invaded her body.

Even with her exquisite skills, it was difficult to extract semen within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. She pleaded desperately, "...Master...I can't...it's too late...please spare me..."

I deliberately said, "I like to see women rub their own breasts!"

Mingkong immediately placed her hands on her breasts, kneading them vigorously and gently pulling her nipples, making all sorts of lewd and obscene gestures, trying her best to arouse the male's pleasure.

Seeing Mingkong's wanton state, I knew I had completely subdued her, so I no longer suppressed my lust, letting the pleasure, mixed with my semen, surge freely. I shouted, "I'm going to cum! Squeeze your cunt tight! If you dare waste a single drop of semen, I'll fuck you to death!"

Threatened, Mingkong's delicate body trembled slightly. She used all her strength to clench her tender orifice. I sneered and thrust my glans into Mingkong's cervix. With my penis open, I sprayed a large amount of semen onto her uterine wall. The intense yang energy filled her body, burning hot. Mingkong could no longer withstand the intense pleasure and fainted, her eyes rolling back. But out of the instinct for survival, her body continued to absorb the yang essence, integrating it into her own true energy, completing the dual cultivation.

Looking at this nun who had fainted after her intense climax, I couldn't help but be slightly surprised. There was actually a wisp of purple energy within her body!

The aura of purple mist is the aura of an emperor, meaning this nun actually possesses the qualifications to rule the world! Although it's merely a qualification, and she may not actually be able to don the imperial robes, it's still extraordinary. At the very least, she could easily carve out a territory and dominate a region!

Moreover, those who possess this aura of purple mist will achieve twice the results with half the effort if they study the art of imperial power!

However, in the past, it has always been men who possess this aura of purple mist; I've never heard of a woman possessing the body of a true dragon. But more than a thousand years ago, I foresaw the shift in the world's fortunes, that a hen would crow at dawn, which is why I established the Promiscuous Sect and recruited women as followers. Now, with a freak like Mingkong appearing, it's not surprising.

Such a gifted woman has considerable value; if I could recruit her, she would surely be a great asset in the future!

As dawn broke through the long night, Mingkong awoke from her sleep. Seeing me standing guard by her bedside, she felt a slight fear and whispered, "Who exactly are you?"

I replied calmly, "I am the leader of the Lustful Cult."

Mingkong was startled and blurted out, "You are Ye Lingxuan!"

I looked at her without speaking. Mingkong blushed deeply and stammered, "No... I... This humble nun shouldn't have called you by your name without permission. I deserve to die! Please forgive me, Leader!"

I stood up and walked to the bedside. Mingkong felt guilty and pulled the blanket over her body, lowering her head and not daring to speak.

I said calmly, "What are you afraid of? If I really wanted to kill you, would you still be alive?"

Upon hearing this, Mingkong immediately raised her head, beaming with joy, "Thank you for sparing my life, Master! May I ask... may I ask what your orders are, Master?"

I reached out and lifted Mingkong's chin, slowly saying, "I see you have potential, and I intend to promote you. Would you be willing to join my Lustful Cult?"

Mingkong wept with joy, hurriedly saying, "This humble nun is naturally willing! Master, you may not know,

but this humble nun has always lived under the roof of others, suffering countless hardships. If I am given the opportunity to be cultivated by you, I will definitely follow you wholeheartedly!" I nodded, saying, "Very good! But I must make it clear to you, my Lustful Cult has no rules or laws, and respects the strong. If you surpass me in the future, you will naturally become the new Master. Even if you cannot defeat me, as long as you can escape my pursuit, then..." "You can also betray the sect at any time, understand?"

Mingkong hurriedly shook her head, her face full of panic, and said repeatedly, "I dare not." I continued, "After you join the sect, you will be my disciple, and naturally

you must obey my orders..." Before I could finish speaking, Mingkong suddenly threw off the covers, her naked body pressed against me, and said in a coquettish voice, "Master, this humble nun agreed to be your sex slave last night,

and after joining the sect, it will naturally be the same. This humble nun will do her best to complete any order you give!" I reached out and grasped Mingkong's full breasts, slowly kneading them, causing Mingkong to tremble slightly, and slowly said, "You lewd nun are quite sensible, very much to my liking! Tell me first, how did you come to know the Emperor of Tang?"

She was a smart person, and naturally knew that lying was useless, so she immediately told me about her connection with Li Zhi without any concealment.

Mingkong's secular surname was Wu. She entered the palace during Li Shimin's reign, making her Li Zhi's stepmother. After Li Shimin faked his death and went into seclusion, she, along with other concubines without heirs, became a nun at Ganye Temple, taking the Dharma name Mingkong. To escape this lonely life, she went to great lengths to seduce Li Zhi, hoping to escape her misery.

I looked at Mingkong and slowly said, "Do you know why Li Shimin suddenly died?"

Mingkong sighed softly and said, "When the late emperor was alive, I wasn't particularly favored, so I don't know why he suddenly passed away. However, the imperial physicians insisted it was a relapse of an old illness, while there were various rumors circulating in the court and among the people. The most widespread theory seemed to be that he died of poisoning!"

I shook my head: "You're wrong! Li Shimin didn't die; he went into seclusion!"

Mingkong was shocked and immediately asked, "What? Why would the emperor of a nation fake his death?"

I said solemnly, "At first, I didn't know why he did this, but now I do!" Mingkong

asked curiously, "Why did he do this?"

I raised my hand, pointing at Mingkong: "For you!"

Mingkong was completely stunned, muttering, "For me?"

I nodded, saying, "Li Zhi's skill was still shallow. After sharing a room with you, he didn't notice the abnormality in your body. But Li Shimin had already reached the realm of oneness with heaven and man, so he could detect the aura of purple energy within you!"

Having been shocked several times in a row, Mingkong seemed somewhat numb, no longer showing any panic. Instead, his expression remained normal as he slowly said, "So, I actually have the destiny of an emperor? Why didn't Li Shimin just kill me?"

I chuckled, saying, "Your fortune is extremely long. If he killed you, the Tang Dynasty would probably be destroyed immediately, and he himself would suffer a great backlash. How could he do something so harmful to others and himself?"

Mingkong asked doubtfully, "Then he's hiding, surely he's plotting against me?"

I nodded, remaining silent. She was intelligent enough to discern the truth.

After a moment's thought, Mingkong broke out in a cold sweat, her voice trembling, "I've always found it strange. When I entered the palace, he doted on me, but after I served him... how could someone with such powerful magic die so easily... it turns out..."

I whispered, "Right now, he must be practicing a secret technique, preparing to extract your aura of purple energy. And being in the Tang Dynasty, you can't escape his clutches!"

Mingkong clung to me, sobbing, "Master, please save my life! I'll repay you even if I have to be your slave!"

I struggled to shake off the clinging nun, coldly... Leng Dao said, "To tell you the truth, Li Shimin covets your aura of purple mist, which is certainly ill-intentioned, but I also have ulterior motives. I will definitely use you in the future, and you will become my puppet and sex slave. You should think carefully! I am a true villain, not a hypocrite. I have made this situation clear to you. If you agree, I will save you; if you don't agree, it's up to you!"

Mingkong smiled faintly, "Being a puppet and sex slave is better than losing my life. Besides... being a sex slave to a man... is not a big deal!"

Looking at her lewd appearance, it seems that she really can't live without a man!

Note 1: From

Chapter 23 of Wu Zetian's "Ruyi Niang" in the Tang Dynasty

. After reaching an agreement, I returned to Ganye Temple with Mingkong and secretly hid there. I secretly taught Mingkong Taoist methods and gave her pills to help her cultivate the supreme Tao. She also knew that this was the foundation for self-defense and survival, so she naturally learned it meticulously.

After transmitting the Daoist teachings, I allowed Mingkong to comprehend them on his own. I sat quietly to the side, regulating my true energy. Suddenly, a lotus flower flew in from the western sky. I quickly waved my hand, and the lotus landed in my palm. With a hand seal, the petals slowly unfolded, revealing a line of small characters written on the stamen: "Arrived safely, do not worry! The person you seek will be kept in constant watch!"

The signature was "Name Unknown."

If Zihan is in Mount Ling, Buddha will surely find her. I hope they are both safe and sound.

Seeing me collect the lotus flower, Mingkong knew it was a kind of flying sword message technique and couldn't help but say sourly, "Master, you're so lucky! Whose love letter is this? It's even faster than a wild goose carrying a message!"

She reached out and lightly pinched Mingkong's nose, laughing, "The woman who wrote this letter is quite the lewd nun!"

Mingkong spat, "Fine, don't tell me then! Why lie to me, Master? Using a love letter to tease me, how improper!"

I was telling the truth, but she thought it was a joke. But that's how things are in this world. If you tell the truth, others may not believe you, because lies are often more appealing. People love their sweetness and regard the truth as falsehood.

A month passed in the blink of an eye. Li Zhi was busy with court affairs and didn't come to Ganye Temple again, but Mingkong was focused on her cultivation and no longer saw the emperor as a lifeline, so she didn't care at all. I was even more happy to have some peace and quiet.

However, Mingkong progressed extremely quickly in cultivating the art of imperial power, while her progress in other spells was mediocre. Continuing to specialize in just one skill would limit her future achievements. But given her mediocre aptitude, if she were to cultivate both Confucian and military arts, it would take at least seven or eight hundred years to achieve anything. Where would I find the time to waste? Those two blockheads might urge me to leave at any time, so I must find another way.

Refining Mingkong into a magic weapon would quickly enhance her strength, but that would be a clumsy, short-sighted method. I used this method on Hao Tong and Jiang Tian'er to achieve quick results when I was eager to transcend my tribulation. But Mingkong possesses a rare and valuable aura, and I have relatively ample time. How can I be impatient and waste such a precious resource? I must find a proper, long-term method.

One day, after Mingkong finished his cultivation, I said, "Your meridians are too thin, and your speed of refining vital energy is too slow. If this continues, it will be difficult for you to achieve anything."

Mingkong hurriedly replied, "Master, Mingkong will definitely work hard and will never let you down!"

I shook my head: "I know you are very diligent, but your talent is indeed very average. If it weren't for the aura of purple qi, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to master the art of imperial power."

Mingkong lowered his head, looking quite sad. I continued, "But I have a secret technique for changing tendons and marrow, which can defy fate and regenerate the body, but it is extremely painful when performed. I wonder if you..."

Hearing this, Mingkong's eyes regained their brilliance, and he immediately said, "As long as I can master the superior Dao..." "Mingkong, you can endure any hardship!"

I said seriously, "You underestimate this secret technique. This technique is called 'Heavenly Gang Marrow Cleansing and Body Infusion Divine Power.' It requires inserting magic needles into acupoints throughout your body to forcibly widen your meridians. Each needle is more painful than the last, and the last few needles are indescribably painful, far beyond human endurance! Countless powerful individuals have tried to use this method to improve their aptitude, but only two people have been able to endure all thirty-six needles. So you need to think carefully!"

Mingkong gritted her teeth and said, "Master, I've thought it through. Only by becoming stronger can I save my life. Pain is nothing!"

I nodded and led Mingkong into the meditation room to prevent her screams from being heard. Then I ordered Mingkong to remove her monk's robes to facilitate the needle insertion.

Mingkong stood naked in the meditation room, her delicate body fully exposed before my eyes. Her neck was slender and snowy, her breasts full and round, her waist supple and graceful, her legs long and jade-like, and her pubic hair neatly trimmed—quite alluring. However, I had already thoroughly enjoyed this nun's body over the past month, so I wasn't in a hurry.

I casually took out a magical chain, bound Mingkong's limbs, and hoisted her into a spread-eagle position, slowly saying, "Try to endure it. Don't let yourself faint. Pain is also a method for cultivating your Dao heart. If you faint, the effectiveness of this secret technique will be greatly reduced!"

A long time ago, I helped a disciple improve his aptitude, using this same technique. However, that disciple could only endure the tenth needle before giving up. So the remaining twenty-six needles were performed while he was unconscious, resulting in only a 30% success rate per needle. According to ancient records, only two people could endure all thirty-six needles while fully conscious. I wonder how many needles Mingkong can endure?

Mingkong, suppressing her tension, nodded. I took out a set of Soul-Slaying Needles, casually picked one up, and inserted it into the Tanzhong acupoint between Mingkong's breasts. My magical power flowed into Mingkong's body through the needle tip, forcibly widening her meridians.

An indescribable pain erupted from her meridians. Mingkong suddenly threw her head back, letting out a shrill scream. Her full breasts swayed back and forth, the flesh slapping against each other with a "slap, slap" sound. Her delicate body instinctively tried to curl up, but restrained by the chains, she could not resist at all. Her limbs immediately stretched the chains straight, the iron chains rubbing against each other, making a teeth-grinding "crunch, crunch" sound. It was clear how much strength Mingkong was squeezing out of the excruciating pain!

The second needle pierced Mingkong's Dazhui acupoint, and excruciating pain struck. Sweat instantly covered Mingkong's delicate body, as if coated with oil, making her skin shimmer. Thanks to the intense pain, Mingkong's body temperature rose rapidly, evaporating the sweat and filling the quiet room with the fragrance of a woman's body and sweat. Mingkong's screams continued, heart-wrenching and unbearable to hear...

Following the Ren and Du meridians, the third and fourth needles were inserted into the Chong and Dai meridians, respectively. Mingkong's screams had become hoarse, her suspended hands twitched incessantly, her facial features were distorted, and tears streamed down her face. Her nipples and clitoris also became erect under the stimulation of the excruciating pain, their originally pink color turning an abnormally bright red due to engorgement, appearing exceptionally delicate.

A short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one. I took out six Soul-Slaying Needles and pierced Mingkong's Jianzhen, Zhangmen, and Yongquan acupoints. At this moment, Mingkong could no longer make a sound, and urine flowed uncontrollably from her groin, soaking her entire snowy buttocks and two jade-like legs. Her originally neat pubic hair was now matted into clumps. In the quiet room, the feminine aura became even stronger!

Sweating and incontinence are both means of self-protection for the body, so before performing the procedure, I made Mingkong drink a lot of water. Otherwise, if the bodily fluids had no way to flow, it would greatly deplete her true energy.

After a few more needles, Mingkong's eyes began to glaze over. I knew she was about to give up. Gritting my teeth, I took out twelve Soul-Slaying Needles, imbued them with true essence and magic power, and simultaneously pierced the acupoints all over Mingkong's body. Mingkong's strength was almost completely exhausted. Suffering such a severe injury, she trembled slightly and then stopped moving, like a dying woman who had overindulged in sexual activity.

By the thirty-fourth needle, Mingkong's eyes rolled back, and she finally succumbed to unconsciousness. I sighed softly, knowing that she had reached her limit and ultimately couldn't hold on. The last two needles would only have a 30% effect. As a result, although her meridians had widened considerably, her cultivation speed would only be four times faster than before. If she could have endured all thirty-six needles, she would have been able to cultivate at seven times the speed.

After the acupuncture was completed, the chains were released, and Mingkong was revived. I then used my water elemental power to wash her body. She was as if she had just recovered from a serious illness, her body like a limp rag, unable to get up. I quickly took out a tonifying pill and fed it to her. It took a full hour for her to regain her strength.

I said calmly, "Your meridians have been widened, and I have also opened up all the meridians in your body. What level you can reach in the future depends on yourself!"

Mingkong knelt naked on the ground, trembling as she said, "The Master has given Mingkong a second life. Mingkong will never forget your great kindness!"

I nodded and said nothing more. Mingkong was extremely obedient. She crawled two steps on her knees, knelt between my legs, and willingly rubbed my penis. After it became slightly hard, she began to lick it with her tongue. This slut's oral skills were quite good. Sometimes she sucked on the glans, sometimes she swallowed and spat out the testicles, and her hands gripped the shaft and kept stroking it. Before long, she felt the urge to ejaculate.

Gently stroking Mingkong's bald head, watching her perform oral sex with such fervor, I couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Of all the women I'd ever seen, the little beggar was the best in terms of aptitude and talent. Even though Mingkong's speed of refining vital energy had increased several times over, she was still a step behind that little beggar. It's truly infuriating to compare oneself to others!

Thinking of that tender and delicate little beggar, as beautiful as a flower bud, I couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion. I wondered where she was now?

Was she happy? After nearly two years apart, did she still remember me? Did she ever think of me? Without my embrace, could she still sleep soundly?

Feeling somewhat down, I no longer wanted to suppress my desires, so I let my semen spurt from my glans, forcefully pouring into Mingkong's throat. Watching her slowly swallow it, I finally spoke: "If you want to live, and live freely, you must constantly improve your strength and eliminate all your enemies! Li Shimin has his eye on you. I will find a way to delay him for a while, after which it will be up to you! So during this time, you must diligently practice the Daoist techniques I have taught you. If you fail to seize the opportunity when it comes, I will no longer help you!"

Mingkong immediately replied, "Rest assured, Master, I will remember this well and never forget it! But what are your plans, Master?"

I said calmly, "Since Li Shimin wants to extract your Aura of Purple Qi, I will use his own methods against him and help you seize his son's Aura of Purple Qi! The most urgent task is to find out Li Shimin's true intentions!"

Mingkong hurriedly said... "Master, Li Shimin's supernatural powers are extraordinary. You must be careful!"

she said, her face full of concern. I replied calmly, "You don't need to play power games in front of me, and you can't fool me anyway. You'd better save your energy!"

My flattery backfired, and Mingkong couldn't help but show a slight embarrassment. But she was cunning and gritted her teeth, saying, "That's right! I don't care about the safety of the Master, but if anything happens to the Master, Mingkong will surely die as well. So the Master should be careful!"

Although her words were unpleasant to hear, they were sincere. I was overjoyed, pulled Mingkong over, and gave her a forceful kiss before saying, "That's right! I like to hear the truth. You lewd nun, listen carefully. If you say anything false or insincere in front of me, I'll fuck you to death!"

After saying that, I pinched Mingkong's tender buttocks hard, and Mingkong cried out in pain as she rubbed her buttocks.

I silently calculated the secrets of fate, clearly understanding the opportunities and obstacles of this matter. Although I was in the shadows while the enemy was in the open, and there shouldn't be any unexpected incidents, man proposes, God disposes. The success or failure of a matter not only requires careful planning but also sometimes depends on luck. However, at worst, I could retreat unscathed without any danger.

I didn't know Li Shimin's exact location, but I knew that he could only secretly control the situation by secluding himself near Chang'an. Therefore, his hiding place was not difficult to find. However, this human giant, who enjoyed a great reputation, was naturally not an easy opponent. I should be cautious when dealing with him this time!

After quietly using my escape technique to search all the dangerous places near Chang'an, I could basically determine that Li Shimin was hiding in Zhaoling!

As soon as my feet touched the ground of Zhaoling, I sensed a faint imperial aura. I immediately used my escape technique to separate the earth and wood and sneak inside.

Zhaoling was built in imitation of Chang'an, complete with urban streets, pavilions, and towers, but without a trace of light, let alone the sounds of people or dogs. The surroundings were shrouded in darkness, and in the utter silence, all the buildings appeared eerie and terrifying. This tomb was incredibly strange, seemingly no less so than the Netherworld!

Carefully avoiding the numerous restrictions, following the faint aura, they gradually approached Li Shimin's hiding place. Before long, they finally reached the coffin, and the source of the imperial aura was right here!

Before their eyes was a massive coffin, nine zhang and five chi long, eight zhang and four chi wide, and one zhang and six chi high, carved from a single piece of cold jade. Even a mortal's corpse placed inside could remain intact for thousands of years. Therefore, the value of this treasure was immeasurable, and it was somewhat worthy of Li Shimin's status.

Li Shimin wasn't dead at all, so he wasn't lying in the coffin. Instead, he was sitting cross-legged on it, meditating, seemingly at a crucial stage in his cultivation! I secretly observed him. This powerful human was tall and imposing, wearing a Nine-Dragon Heavenly Saint Robe. He possessed a majestic air, a handsome face, thick eyebrows like swords, and an air of authority that commanded respect. Although he was meditating with his eyes closed, his aura of supreme dominance was unmistakable!

A sneak attack from behind is the act of a despicable person! As the leader of a sect, I naturally uphold integrity! So after the sneak attack, I shouted, "Take this!" But unfortunately, this human emperor wasted my good deed and took a solid blow! Alas, those who don't listen to advice will suffer sooner or later!

However, since he was struck first and I warned him afterward, it seems we can't entirely blame him. But Li Shimin clearly knew that Mingkong's fortune was extremely long, yet he still schemed to seize her aura of purple mist. Such a defiant act naturally caused his own fortune to plummet. Now, it's not surprising that Heaven used me to teach him a lesson.

Because I had been trying my best to conceal my aura, this palm strike only had half its power. But Li Shimin was completely unprepared and was immediately knocked several feet away, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood!

Li Shimin was also a peerless expert. Although he was seriously injured by the sneak attack, he immediately regained his composure and instantly understood the situation. Knowing that things were extremely unfavorable, he immediately fled!

Taking advantage of his weakness to kill him is an irrefutable principle, so I naturally gave chase. But I don't know what mechanism Li Shimin triggered, but countless poisoned arrows shot towards me, hindering me for a moment. Li Shimin took the opportunity to escape far away.

The traps could only be effective for a moment. With a flick of my sleeve, I deflected all the poisoned arrows, let out a long roar, and resumed my pursuit of the Emperor. His injuries had weakened his power, slowing his movements slightly, but in a battle between experts, the difference between victory and defeat was often a hair's breadth. Before he could escape Zhaoling, I intercepted him again!

How could anyone willingly die? Li Shimin, while stubbornly resisting, roared angrily, "Who are you? Why have you resorted to such cruelty?"

I continued my killing blows, yet calmly said, "You have defied Heaven; you deserve to die, and everyone has the right to kill you!"

As a master of the Unity of Heaven and Man realm, Li Shimin's supernatural powers were naturally formidable, but his injuries had greatly diminished his abilities. After several hard-fought exchanges, he coughed up blood again, gradually losing his grip. Knowing that his defeat would lead to a miserable end, his eyes turned red, and he reversed his true energy, preparing to self-destruct, intending to perish together with me!

At this critical moment, a figure flew in from outside Zhaoling, wielding an ancient magical cauldron. He blocked my fatal attack, saving Li Shimin. Li Shimin, knowing reinforcements had arrived, was overjoyed and, unwilling to self-destruct, quickly stood beside the newcomer to protect himself. With

Li Shimin's reinforcements arriving, it was difficult for me to kill him now. I immediately withdrew my attack and returned to my defensive stance, demanding, "Who is it that has arrived and jeopardized my important plans?"

The newcomer, dressed as a Taoist priest, was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with handsome features and a spirited demeanor. He stood before me like a jade tree in the wind, exuding elegance and heroic spirit!

The Taoist priest chuckled upon hearing my question and said, "This humble Taoist is Ye Lingxuan!"

I said calmly, "Leader of the Lewd Cult? I've heard you spend your days wandering around, indulging in pleasures with beautiful women, a carefree and leisurely person. Why are you meddling in my affairs today?"

Ye Lingxuan chuckled, "This humble Taoist has always been free-spirited and unrestrained. As the saying goes, if the road is uneven, I'll smooth it; if there's injustice, I'll intervene! Today I'm in a good mood and wanted to come out to save someone and accumulate some good karma."

I said calmly, "Leader of the Lewd Cult, I advise you..." " Your words have caused all the trouble, and all the problems stem from your meddling! If you leave now, I can pretend nothing happened. But if you persist, you will surely die a horrible death!"

Before Ye Lingxuan could speak, Li Shimin interjected, "Fellow Daoist Ye, you saw this demon plot against me. Even if you leave now, he will surely kill you to silence you. Only by joining forces can we save our lives!"

Ye Lingxuan said in a deep voice, "That's right! There's no turning back now. Today, His Majesty the Tang Emperor and I..." "We are united against a common enemy. Although your skill is high, you may not be able to win. It would be best to withdraw as soon as possible!"

I sneered, "You don't know what's good for you! From now on, when your followers of the Lustful Cult go out, don't let me run into them!"

Li Shimin interjected, "Fellow Daoist Ye, rest assured, my Great Tang Dynasty and the Lustful Cult are now allied and will help each other. After I recover from my injuries, we will become sworn brothers again. Within the Six Paths of Heaven, we will not fear any powerful enemy, and this demon is no match for us!"

I sneered, "Defeated opponent, rest easy... " "Dare to speak your mind!"

Li Shimin roared in fury, "Traitor! If you hadn't launched a sneak attack, how could you have won even a single move against me?"

I said calmly, "You dog emperor, you're lucky today to have this meddlesome Taoist priest save you. Next time, I'll see how you escape! And you, Ye Lingxuan, you saved Li Shimin when he was seriously injured. When you're seriously injured, I'll see who saves you! We'll see!"

With that, I vanished in a flash.

Although Li Shimin's luck was low, it wasn't exhausted. If I forcibly killed him, it would only lower my own luck, and then someone would have to pay for my death. Besides, even

a centipede doesn't die easily. Although Li Shimin was momentarily careless and ambushed, as the emperor, he must have other plans. At worst, he could self-destruct, resulting in a situation where he killed a thousand enemies but injured eight hundred of his own. Only a fool would do something so self-destructive!

Using the Yang incarnation to save his life and make him owe a huge favor—wouldn't that be even more advantageous? Besides, he's now severely injured and unable to influence the court, giving Mingkong a significant opportunity! Leaving him alive would also help restrain various forces—why not?

The main body returned to Ganye Temple to secretly protect Mingkong, while the Yang incarnation stayed behind to deal with Li Shimin, seeking maximum benefit.

After being ambushed once, Li Shimin was extremely wary. Fearing a counterattack, he insisted on finding another hiding place. I naturally had no objection; as the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, he knew the situation inside and out. He led me to a secret cave hundreds of miles away, where my fear subsided somewhat.

Even after Li Shimin was injured, he still asked me to accompany him. It wasn't because I saved his life that he trusted me, but because he had no other choice. He was afraid that the enemy would return, leaving him helpless. He was also worried that my intentions were not good and wanted to find out my purpose in coming to the Tang Dynasty. After all, all the major powers knew that Ye Lingxuan was inseparable from treasures and women, and he wouldn't come to the Tang Dynasty for no reason.

Li Shimin sealed the cave entrance, first taking several pills to suppress his injuries, then sighed softly, "Fellow Daoist Ye, thanks to your timely intervention, you saved my life!"

I smiled faintly, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda! That demon used poison to plot against Your Majesty, so it was my duty to act!"

Li Shimin hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, you saved my life, why are you still calling me Your Majesty? It truly makes me feel ashamed! Let's not be so polite."

I bowed and said, "In that case, I will respectfully accept your offer!"

Li Shimin said, "That's exactly right! Fellow Daoist Ye, do you know the origin of that demon? My secluded Zhaoling, while not exactly a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, is still heavily fortified with numerous traps and restrictions, yet in that demon's eyes, it seemed like a smooth road, allowing him to come and go freely! In the world today, there are very few strong individuals with such abilities, but I just can't recall who he is." "What a figure!"

I deliberately hesitated for a moment before saying, "This demon's magic power is unfathomable, and his methods are extremely ruthless. Moreover, he deliberately concealed his Taoist techniques. Although I exchanged three blows with him, I couldn't discern his origins, but..." Li Shimin immediately pressed, "But what?"

I slowly said, "That demon's palm technique was fierce. I could only use the Four Symbols Cauldron to block its edge. I vaguely sensed that there seemed to be lightning-type elemental energy flowing within his palm force!"

Li Shimin slapped his thigh and shouted, "Then it can't be wrong!"

I remained calm and said softly, "Could it be that Brother Li has remembered this demon's origins?"

Li Shimin said hatefully, "He initially ambushed me with a sneak attack. Caught off guard, I was struck by his palm. That palm was filled with fire elemental energy, which instantly broke through my protective magic power and burned my eight extraordinary meridians. Hmph, that's quite a clever method!"

I said with emotion, "Proficient in fire elemental energy... " There are many powerful magic users, but very few can master fire magic to such an extent. The Fire Commander of the Heavenly Court is one, the King of Equality of the Underworld is another, and the Heavenly Sun God Emperor also possessed this strength, but he has already perished. The only remaining one is the Phoenix of the Primordial Demon Clan. I heard that a new phoenix has appeared in the Southern Purgatory Valley…” Li Shimin interrupted me, sneering, “The Sun God Emperor is dead, and that phoenix is only a few years old. How could it possess such power? This demon deliberately used fire magic to conceal its true nature! If I were lucky enough to survive, I would naturally assume it was the Fire Commander’s doing, or a trap set by the King of Equality. But if I were dead, other powerful individuals examining my corpse would certainly assume the same, and the true culprit would escape justice!”

I was slightly surprised and said, “This demon is clearly skilled in lightning magic…” "Yet he used fire magic to deceive everyone! He considered defeat before victory! What deep scheming! What vicious methods!"

Li Shimin's face was grim as he slowly said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, you should know who he is, right?"

I pointed to the sky, and Li Shimin nodded, saying, "That's right! Only he has such abilities!"

I asked doubtfully, "As the flag bearer of the Heavenly Court, why would he do such a sneak attack? And why frame the Fire Flag Bearer and the King of Equality?"

Li Shimin sneered, "He's cunning and thinks he's the best in the world. Who knows what kind of conspiracy he's plotting? However, now that I know the truth, things can't end like this! In the future… hmph!"

Flag Bearer Lei was a top-notch expert in divination. Li Shimin and I tried our best not to mention his name to avoid him sensing anything. Even when I wanted to frame him, I had to use the Primordial Scripture to conceal the secrets of heaven beforehand, to prevent him from discovering anything. Li Shimin couldn't figure out the cause and effect, and he was even more convinced that it was Lei Zhang's poisonous hand. With my help from the side, it wouldn't be long before there was a fierce battle between these two giants!

But we must not rush into this matter. I retreated to advance, and said solemnly, "Brother Li, before we understand the situation, we should not make any hasty conclusions! This flag bearer is not only highly skilled in magic but also adept at divination. He is not someone to be trifled with! I have also suffered greatly at his hands and have yet to avenge my blood debt. Haven't I also had to endure it? Besides, the truth of the matter has not yet been revealed. We should plan this carefully!"

Thinking of the child who had been brutally murdered, my heart ached slightly, and I felt deeply saddened.

Li Shimin said, “Fellow Daoist Ye, the matter is now perfectly clear. I have no mistake! You don’t know, although he is a high-ranking flag bearer with many experts under his command, he has always had a secret. It was because I knew his secret that he tried to assassinate me! I have also heard about your feud with him. Do you know why he killed your followers?”

Hearing this, I was slightly taken aback. Originally, I only wanted to frame Flag Bearer Lei, so I deliberately created a false impression to mislead Li Shimin. But I didn’t expect that the Emperor of Tang and the Flag Bearer Lei would have such a connection. This was quite an accident!

Moreover, Flag Bearer Lei and I originally had no enmity. When I was escaping my tribulation, he suddenly attacked and killed Hao Miao, Hao Tong, and others. I still couldn’t understand why. Flag Bearer Lei said at the time that it was to help Zi Han escape her tribulation. Although I didn’t believe it, I couldn’t think of any other reason, so I could only attribute it to a connection between Flag Bearer Lei and Zi Han. But now, after hearing what Li Shimin said, it seems that there is more to this story!

I immediately asked, "Why did he do this?"

Li Shimin didn't answer, but instead asked, "Among the women who were killed, were there two fox demons?"

I nodded and said, "That's right!"

Li Shimin sighed softly and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, this involves a major event, involving the Heavenly Court, Mount Ling, the Primordial World, and the mortal world—four major powers. I originally didn't want to reveal this secret, but since he's so unrighteous, he can't blame me for being unjust! Since he's afraid this secret will be revealed, I'll just have to tell it!"

Killing someone who knows the secret before it's revealed is often called "silencing a witness," but if a secret has already been made public, killing someone involved in it is called "trying to cover it up."

Li Shimin mistakenly thought that Commander Lei wanted to silence him, so he naturally had to reveal the secret first. Then, it would be useless for Commander Lei to kill him, and his chances of survival would be much greater. This idea wasn't bad, but unfortunately, Li Shimin was led astray from the beginning, and no matter how he dealt with it afterward, he could only go further and further down the wrong path!

I knew Li Shimin would continue on his own, so I remained silent, waiting quietly. After a moment, Li Shimin said, "Have you ever heard of the name 'Daji'?"

Upon hearing this, a thought flashed through my mind, and I exclaimed inwardly, "So that's it! So that's it! From the beginning, Commander Lei's goal was Tong'er and Hao Miao; as for helping Zihan, it was just a smokescreen!"

I nodded slowly, remaining calm. Li Shimin continued, "The Nine-Tailed Fox Queen Daji was originally one of the primordial demon kings. She once led powerful demons to aid King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty, opposing the Zhou Dynasty, Mount Ling, and the Heavenly Court. After a fierce battle, they were defeated..." "King Zhou died by self-immolation, but Daji was suppressed by the combined forces of Mount Ling, the Heavenly Court, and our mortal realm!"

After a pause, Li Shimin continued, "And the place where Daji was suppressed was Chang'an!"

I was shocked and blurted out, "What? Right in your Tang Dynasty's imperial capital?"

Li Shimin nodded, and I fell silent, thinking to myself, "Child, did you hear that? Your Holy Ancestor is in Chang'an! Don't worry! I will soon help your Holy Ancestor escape and fulfill your unfinished wish!"

After a moment of thought, I felt something was amiss and immediately said, "Brother Li, there's something I don't understand, and I need your guidance."

Li Shimin waved his hands frantically and said, "Ye... " "Fellow Daoist, there's no need for such formalities between brothers."

I nodded and said, "The Fox Clan is a major clan in the primordial world. Although it has declined considerably without Daji, its people are still numerous. Why does he single out these two fox maidens from my sect? So many Fox Clan members are displaced and wander the world; why don't he slaughter them all?"

Li Shimin said, "Although all the Fox Clan members are searching for Daji, the place where Daji is imprisoned is extremely well-hidden, and the restrictions binding her are extraordinary. How could ordinary Fox Clan members possibly rescue her? Within the Six Paths of Heaven, although there are many experts, who would offend him and Zhenhui for the sake of a prisoner?" "Bodhisattvas? Only you, Brother Ye, who has cultivated to the state of oneness with heaven and man, and has a grudge against the Bodhisattvas, might meddle in this matter. He can't kill you, so naturally he'll kill those two fox women to silence them."

I pondered for a moment and said, "Why is he so afraid of Daji?"

Li Shimin smiled bitterly, "Daji is also skilled in divination. Among the many powerful figures, she is the only one who can rival him. He went through countless hardships to subdue Daji, so naturally he wants to ensure that Daji can never rise again!"

I was even more curious, "Then why doesn't he kill Daji? If he can suppress her, he should be able to kill her too, right?"

As soon as I said it, I felt something was wrong. When I was suppressed by the six Bodhisattvas, didn't I also find a way to save my life? Since Daji can rival Lei Zhangqi in the art of divination, she must have something to rely on.

Li Shimin naturally knew about my past suppression, but he wasn't foolish enough to use that as an example. He slowly said, "It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't kill me! That battle back then... alas, it was too cruel, too tragic..."

This powerful human being almost perished on the spot after being ambushed. At that time, he showed no fear, but now, immersed in his memories, he actually showed a slight look of fear!

Although I hadn't personally experienced that battle, looking at Li Shimin's terrified expression and hearing his slightly trembling voice, it wasn't hard to guess how tragic that battle was!

Li Shimin murmured, "The four major powers—Heavenly Court, Spirit Mountain, Primordial World, and Mortal Realm—clashed head-on, while the four major powers—Heavenly Realm, Blood Prison, Underworld, and Holy Realm—cheated on us from the shadows! At that time, the entire world was filled with bloodshed and carnage; it was truly a horrific sight! Even the giants of the Unity of Heaven and Man realm fell one after another, and my father was also killed by the demon race… The strong died in vain, and the lives of the weak were even less precious!"

Li Shimin was lost in his memories. After a long while, he said, "I'm sorry, Brother Ye, I was a little out of line just now. Please don't take offense."

I shook my head, indicating that it was alright.

Li Shimin said, "At that time, Daji calculated that defeat was inevitable, so she used the 'Demon Emperor Devouring Heaven Technique' to forcibly devour several top-tier spiritual veins of the Heavenly Court, Mount Ling, and the mortal world, transforming herself into an immortal being. This made it impossible for the powerful figures to kill her, and she even took the opportunity to kill several powerful figures who were besieging her. However, she was ultimately outnumbered and suppressed in Chang'an."

I was greatly surprised and immediately said, "She actually forcibly devoured spiritual veins! What a grand move! This is a double-edged sword. Even if she became immortal at the time, once the spiritual veins began to backfire, the consequences would be endless! One wrong move and she would be annihilated! But this is also a brilliant move to save her life and injure her enemies! Brilliant! If this Fox King is so ruthless to herself, it's not hard to imagine how ruthless she is to her enemies! What a skill! No wonder so many experts turn pale at the mention of her name!"

Li Shimin nodded. Although they had a blood feud, he also greatly admired Daji's bravery and fierceness! A truly unyielding strongman earns the respect of not only his comrades but also that of his enemies! Daji knew defeat was inevitable, yet she fought with all her might, just as we all encounter things beyond our control, but powerlessness doesn't mean we accept it!

After a few more casual words, Li Shimin subtly asked, "Fellow Daoist Ye, if you hadn't arrived in time today, I'm afraid I would be dead without a burial place. However, since Fellow Daoist Ye has come to the Tang Dynasty, why didn't you inform my son so he could show him hospitality? Although our Tang Dynasty dares not claim to be extremely powerful, it is still a land of etiquette; how could we so rudely neglect our honored guest?"

I thought to myself, "Here he comes!"

Li Shimin wouldn't be satisfied until he understood my purpose, so I had anticipated this question and prepared a countermeasure beforehand.

He chuckled lightly, "Brother Li, you are unaware of my true nature. I am accustomed to my freedom and would never dare to trouble so many people for the sake of one person. My trip to the Tang Dynasty was merely for sightseeing. I mistakenly thought a hero had passed away and wanted to pay homage to the great emperor at his mausoleum. However, seeing the magnificence of Zhaoling, I became so captivated by the scenery that I didn't leave. Later, a great commotion broke out inside the mausoleum, and I thought tomb robbers had arrived. Fearing they would disturb Brother Li's peace, I went in to drive them away. I never expected the hero to still be alive and well. It is truly a cause for celebration!"

Li Shimin laughed heartily and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye! Brother Ye! We hit it off immediately, so why lie to me? " "Brother Li? You really came to pay homage to me?"

I feigned embarrassment and said, "Brother Li, since you've brought it up, I'll be frank. I've come to the Tang Dynasty to find something."

Ignoring the abruptness, Li Shimin immediately asked, "What are you looking for?"

I replied calmly, "That's not something I'll tell outsiders!"

Li Shimin chuckled and said, "You're looking for the Chaos Treasure, aren't you?"

I pretended to be greatly surprised and deliberately blurted out, "How did you know? Has the Ten Directions Bowl already fallen into your hands?"

As soon as the words left my mouth, I feigned regret for my slip of the tongue, and even I believed it! It was true that

the Ten Directions Bowl was originally hidden in the Tang Dynasty, but it had already been taken to Mount Ling by Buddha. Unless Li Shimin went to that "Zhang's Blacksmith Shop" and spent three coins to forge one, where would he get the Ten Directions Bowl? But a lie can only be believed if it's mixed with the truth!

Li Shimin said, "This is not hard to guess! Brother Ye, you already have the Four Symbols Cauldron, so what ordinary treasures could catch your eye? Naturally, you are looking for the Chaos Treasure. Brother Ye, you saved my life, and I will never forget this great kindness! So, I will tell you the truth, there really is no Chaos Treasure within the territory of our Great Tang."

I deliberately gave a cold laugh and said nothing more.

Li Shimin said helplessly, "Brother Ye, whether you believe me or not is up to you. The Tang Dynasty is only so big. Take your time searching. If you find it, it's yours, okay? Let's not ruin our friendship over a nonexistent divine object!"

I nodded and said, "Alright! Brother Li, you promised me that if you find the Ten Directions Bowl, it's mine!"

Li Shimin had no idea about the Ten Directions Bowl, so he wasn't afraid I would take away a nonexistent divine object. He had sensed that my purpose in coming to the Tang Dynasty was for the divine object, and he felt relieved. He laughed and said, "A gentleman's word is his bond! Since I've promised you, I won't go back on my word."

Despite his serious injuries, he had spoken so much and was quite tired. He said goodbye and went into the inner cave to heal and recuperate.

With this spare time, I began to silently deduce the cause and effect. Now that I had obtained many clues, the deduction was much easier.

It turns out that Commander Lei had always considered Daji a major threat. Knowing she was about to escape, he immediately began devising ways to delay the inevitable. He probably anticipated my involvement, which is why he poisoned Hao Tong and Hao Miao. To cover his tracks, he even killed Feng Chenzi, Tao Xiaoxiao, and Jiang Tian'er, and deliberately brought up Zi Han to mislead me. Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes. Hao Tong ultimately left a will, entrusting me to assist the Holy Ancestor Daji.

In this world, it's hard to say which came first, the chicken or the egg. Commander Lei killed Hao Tong to prevent Daji's escape, but it was precisely because he killed Hao Tong that Hao Tong begged me for help before his death. Otherwise, how would I have known there was another nine-tailed fox being suppressed?

Save Daji? Harm Daji? Even the best swimmer can drown! Even the most cunning strategist can miscalculate! Even a powerful figure like the Thunder Department's Flag Bearer, skilled in divination, made such a grave mistake. Who in this world can truly predict the future?

Li Shimin, though without a tail, is still an old fox! I inflicted his injury; how could I be without restraint? He should have recovered in three months at most, and with two more months of proper recuperation, he would have fully regained his strength. Yet he claims he needs six months of healing and recuperation to fully recover! It seems this Human Emperor also covets the Primordial Scripture and the Four Symbols Cauldron! After

returning to Ganye Temple, I said to Mingkong, "Li Shimin has been injured by me. For the next six months, he won't have time to harm you. However, your previous magical power was too low, so you must dedicate yourself to cultivation during these six months. Increase your strength as much as you can. After six months, I will allow you to achieve some merit. Once you become a meritorious official of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin will find it inconvenient to harm you again."

Mingkong immediately replied, "Don't worry, Master! Mingkong will definitely work hard!"

I nodded, remaining silent and letting Mingkong cultivate on his own.

The true self stayed with Mingkong, the Yang incarnation guarded Li Shimin, while the Yin incarnation secretly left the Tang Dynasty to travel to neighboring Song, Sui, and Chen dynasties to spread the news that Li Shimin had faked his death and was injured. These countries would certainly need to verify the news and mobilize their troops, so half a year was just the right amount of time! After

spreading the news, the Yin incarnation immediately returned to the Tang Dynasty to secretly search for Daji's whereabouts. After half a year, the Tang Dynasty would inevitably be in chaos, which would be the perfect opportunity for the Nine-Tailed Fox King to escape!

In half a year, I will make the world awash in blood and mountains of corpses! In half a year, I will make nuns queens and prisoners kings! In half a year, I will make the Thunder God's flag bearer regret!

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