[Wuxia] Sword's Hatred and Passion (Complete) - 7

Chapter 24 of Sword's Hatred and Passion: Awakening

"Shuang'er, don't worry, I will definitely wake you up again. We will be together forever."

These were the last words Feng Wutian spoke to Liu Aoshuang after she took the Dream Dragon Pill.

Aoshuang had no idea how long she had been asleep. She seemed to be having a long dream, a dream in which she and Feng Wutian lived carefree lives, their master forgave them, and Aoxue moved in with them. This dream seemed to be repeating itself until a strange power flowed through her body, pulling her out of the dream…

It felt like she was holding a large worm in her mouth. What was this? The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was two huge fleshy sacs standing in front of her, and a thick, foul-smelling penis was churning in her mouth. Her throat was firmly pressed against the glans, which was why she didn't scream and let the other person know.

That person was definitely not Wutian. Who was he? Ao Shuang was horrified and furious. She tried to leap up but felt no strength in her limbs. That's right, she had been lying in bed for nearly ten years, and her nerves hadn't yet registered the change in consciousness.

She tried to calm herself and circulated her Xuan Tian Xing Yue Gong (Mysterious Heaven Star Moon Technique). She felt the internal energy in her dantian rapidly spreading to her limbs, and gradually, her previously numb limbs began to regain sensation.

At this moment, the God of War grabbed her left foot. Although he couldn't peel off or tear her boot, he couldn't resist putting her delicate foot into his large mouth and chewing it fiercely. Even through the invulnerable boot, Ao Shuang could still feel a faint pain in her toes. Her jade feet had only been kissed by her husband, Feng Wutian, and now they were in the mouth of this perverted madman, which made her nauseous. She felt the hairs on her feet stand on end.

Through those strange boots, the God of War could feel the softness of Ao Shuang's slender, delicate feet. He utterly hated those boots for ruining his enjoyment of this peerless beauty's feet. Licking her feet through the boots only fueled his lust, and his engorged member thrust violently, ejaculating a large amount of semen directly into Ao Shuang's mouth.

Ao Shuang felt the terrifying weapon tremble violently, and a large amount of pasty substance gushed from the glans, flowing down her throat and into her stomach. The smell alone was enough to make one want to vomit. Although she and Feng Wutian had a normal sex life, her husband had never committed such a perverted act as forcing her to perform oral sex by inserting his penis into her mouth. She had sworn to tear this lecherous man to pieces after this humiliation, but since her strength had not yet recovered, she could only endure it and forcefully circulate the internal energy in her dantian. At this moment, the internal energy in her dantian had spread to all 108 acupoints in her body, and with each cycle, her internal energy increased by one point.

The God of War, having just ejaculated, quickly regained his erection upon seeing Ao Shuang's beautiful body. He swept her up in his arms, his hands kneading her magnificent breasts, which felt as soft as dough. Her full breasts changed shape under their large hands. Not yet satisfied, he used her breasts to clamp his penis and rub them vigorously. The strange texture of the Hundred Battles Immortal Robe, combined with Ao Shuang's naturally beautiful breasts, gave his penis an unprecedented pleasure of breast sex.

"Oh...oh...so good..."

the God of War roared, and another stream of yellowish semen sprayed onto Ao Shuang's celestial face and soft, long hair. Ao Shuang calmed herself, focusing on regulating her breathing and ignoring his lewd behavior.

The God of War parted Ao Shuang's long, slender legs, revealing her prominently bulging private parts hidden beneath her tight-fitting trousers. He activated his unique inner power, the "Unbreakable Divine Skill,"

instantly transforming his penis into an indestructible weapon. Once activated, this divine skill made even the finest swords and blades unable to pierce her body, while simultaneously making her body as formidable as a divine weapon.

"I refuse to believe this damned clothing can withstand my divine weapon."

The God of War aimed his penis at Ao Shuang's genitals and thrust it in hard...

Oh my god, it hurts so much... Ao Shuang felt a sharp pain in her genitals. A hot, iron rod had penetrated her through the fabric of her Hundred Battles Immortal Trousers. Although the Hundred Battles Immortal Trousers were impervious to blades and spears, they were also extremely elastic. The insertion of his powerfully wielded penis into her secret orifice caused her entire body to tremble.

"I'll fuck you to death... I'll fuck you to pieces..."

The God of War thrust and pumped like a madman. His ferocious member could still feel the powerful resilience of the garment, but also the intense contractions of Ao Shuang's warm vaginal walls. The strong contraction and elasticity of the garment at the crotch amplified the stimulation. He buried his head between Ao Shuang's breasts, slick with semen, biting down on the protruding point on her bra.

"Oh... oh..."

Even through the Hundred Battles Immortal Garment, even with Ao Shuang's strong willpower, she could no longer endure such intense physical stimulation. Her breathing became rapid, her pale skin flushed crimson, her jade-like fingers sank into the ancient ice coffin, and her slender, beautiful feet, clad in Hundred Battles Immortal Boots, began to twitch and kick involuntarily.

Pan'er, who had been feigning unconsciousness, was startled to find Ao Shuang's body moving? Had this slut been awakened by this madman?

"Ah...shoot!"

The God of War roared to the sky as he thrust forward, his semen gushing out like a fountain into Ao Shuang's crotch. Ao Shuang felt a heat in her lower abdomen as a stream of primordial yin gushed out and spilled into her Hundred Battles Immortal Pants.

"Good, that feels so good...Next, let's switch to the back..."

Just as the God of War was in the throes of lust and was about to switch to anal rape, two snow-white hands slammed into the sides of his helmet, a soft, feminine palm strike blasting into his head.

"Ah..."

Caught off guard, the God of War felt stars flash before his eyes, and then several heavy kicks to his lower body, the pain making him feel like he was being reborn. Although caught off guard, his profound skill allowed him to quickly muster all his strength and leap more than three zhang away, healing his wounds while simultaneously focusing his gaze.

Ao Shuang's eyebrows were furrowed, her almond-shaped eyes wide and bulging. Semen, the male ejaculation that had just been ejaculated into her mouth, still clung to the corner of her mouth. Drops of his semen continued to drip from her face, hair, chest, and between her legs. Her face was a mixture of anger and shame, a mixture of resentment at the perverted humiliation and shame at her own body for failing to resist the advances of a man other than her husband. Her groin was now wet and uncomfortable. Now that her strength had returned, she was ready to unleash her power to strike the God of War and kill him to avenge the humiliation.

"You lecherous thief! Who are you? I am Liu Ao Shuang, the Holy Maiden of the Star Moon Palace, wife of the Sword God Feng Wu Tian! How dare you be so disrespectful to me!"

Ao Shuang roared, slightly panting. Her recent climax had also depleted her strength.

"Damn, do you think I'm easily scared? Didn't your husband tell you? The Star Moon Palace was destroyed by our Demon King's Palace ten years ago. Your master, a middle-aged woman, was still a virgin. That Death God had a good time taking her virginity and breaking her vaginal barrier. Then he had over fifty brothers take turns with her several times, and she still wasn't dead. He even found some wild dogs and boars to continue fucking her until she died. It's a real pity I wasn't there that day."

The God of War chuckled smugly while healing his injuries.

"Nonsense! The Star Moon Palace is full of experts, how could you easily wipe them out?"

Ao Shuang was shocked to hear that her master, who raised her, had been raped to death by the experts of the Demon King's Palace. It turned out that after the Sword God kidnapped her and took her away, he took her to the border to avoid all trouble and not see the people of the Star Moon Palace again, so as not to cause her any trouble later. As for Pan'er and her mother, she only happened to run into them. The three of them went to the Ice and Snow Valley outside the border and lived in seclusion for several years. Ao Shuang lost her virginity after marrying Feng Wutian and having sex with him. She was destined to die at the age of twenty-two. She only told the truth when her time was coming to an end.

Greatly alarmed, Feng Wutian took her to Zhang Ruoshui for treatment. After taking a miraculous medicine, her body was put into a state of hibernation, which would delay her death. Following Zhang Ruoshui's prescription, Feng Wutian searched everywhere for Jade Snow Pills for her to take. He bought whatever he could and stole what he couldn't, which caused a lot of enmity. In particular, Tie Men Daoist of Qingcheng Sect lost to him in a sword fight and refused to hand over the Jade Snow Pills. He simply destroyed the Jade Snow Pills in his possession, which angered Tie Men Daoist. He slaughtered the entire Qingcheng Sect and offended the righteous path of the martial arts world. Feng Wutian ignored him and only stole the Jade Snow Pills, hoping that one day the medicinal power of the Jade Snow Pills could relieve her twenty-two death period. He only learned that the Star Moon Skill had been destroyed by the Demon King's Palace when he went out of the valley to steal the medicine. At that time, Ao Shuang was already half dead and naturally did not know about this.

"Hehe, you should thank you and the Sword God, really. He severely injured your master and many experts in the palace for your sake, which allowed the Grim Reaper to capture them so easily and then kill them. Your master, in his cleverness, set a trap to use your marriage to deal with the Sword God, but ended up harming himself instead. Truly, karma is a bitch!"

The War God saw Ao Shuang standing there in a daze, clearly shocked by the news. He took a deep breath and punched her in the chest.

Ao Shuang was in deep grief and regret. She never expected that her elopement with Feng Wutian would bring such a devastating end to the Star Moon Palace. It seemed that her younger sister, Ao Xue, would also not escape this calamity. She never imagined that her young sister would die tragically at the hands of these devils. Ao Shuang felt as if her heart was being torn apart. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her chest. A giant fist had already struck her less than half a foot away from her chest. The powerful pressure of the fist made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

At this moment, Ao Shuang's profound internal strength and unparalleled lightness skill were revealed. Her delicate body flew out like a leaf, following the force of the punch, and in doing so, she redirected the opponent's fierce punch to the ten-thousand-year-old ice coffin. With a loud

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crack," the ten-thousand-year-old ice coffin, as hard as refined iron, shattered instantly. Ao Shuang kicked swiftly, and the fragments of the ice coffin shot towards the God of War like hail. The God of War activated his "Unbreakable Divine Skill"

to protect himself, and the ice fragments were immediately shattered upon impact. However, in an instant, Ao Shuang split into six, and the six of them almost simultaneously struck the God of War's crown, ears, chest, dantian, and groin. The strike to the groin, in particular, was delivered with full force, sending the God of War flying straight away and crashing into the solid ice.

Ao Shuang exhaled, channeling her inner energy to neutralize the force of the distant punch that had struck her chest. She had already transferred most of her strength to the ice coffin beneath her feet, and even with the Hundred Battles Immortal Robe protecting her body, the lingering pain in her chest indicated the power of the punch. Now, she activated the "Mysterious Heaven Star Moon Technique,"

her true energy flowing throughout her body, feeling an indescribable sense of exhilaration. During her ten-year coma, her inner strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the peak of the eighth level of the Mysterious Heaven Star Moon Technique, making her roughly equal to her sister Ao Xue. This was due to her breakthrough of the life-or-death barrier, coupled with the residual effects of the large amounts of Jade Snow Pills she had consumed over the years, which had greatly enhanced her inner strength, making her only slightly inferior to Feng Wu Tian.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a young girl lying on the ground. Could it be Pan'er? Alarmed by her adopted daughter's safety, she bent down to examine her and channeled her inner energy into her body.

"Ah..."

Pan'er opened her eyes and said, "Godmother, you're awake! That's so...so good! Godfather will be so happy. You...you have to be careful. This monster is coming in, I can't fight him..."

Pan'er's eyes darted around as she feigned affection and hugged Aoshuang, putting on a show of "mother and daughter reunion."

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Alright, alright, my good child, Godmother knows you're filial. You and your godfather have suffered so much these past years for your sake!"

Aoshuang stroked Pan'er's hair and said softly.

"As long as Godmother can wake up, Godfather and I don't care how much we suffer!"

Pan'er's voice was choked with tears as she grinned. Aoshuang was shocked to see that several of her front teeth were missing.

"Alas, my poor Pan'er, how much suffering you've endured!"

Aoshuang held Pan'er in her arms and said with heartache, unaware that Pan'er's face was filled with resentment.

"Yes, it's because of you and your shameless, lewd sister that I've become a whore, violated by thousands. I'll take revenge on you, I'll make you suffer a thousand times, ten thousand times worse than me!" Pan'er cursed inwardly. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain ejaculation sensation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

"You filthy whore... don't think I'm finished, let's fight again..."

With a roar, the God of War, trapped in the ice, actually broke through the ice wall and leaped out. Clearly, the six heavy palm strikes hadn't seriously injured him.

Ao Shuang frowned. This Iron Turtle's hard skills were truly formidable. Fighting here would hurt Pan'er. She immediately said to Pan'er, "Child, quickly hide in another stone chamber, I'll go out and fight him."

With that, her palms transformed into countless butterfly-like palm shadows, rushing straight towards the God of War.

Ao Shuang unleashed her "Willow Catkin Palm Technique,"

growing faster with each strike, while simultaneously employing the "Seven Star Mysterious Steps"

to quickly seize the initiative. Each time the God of War threw a punch, his joints were locked by Ao Shuang's palm strikes, arriving before him. While Ao Shuang's palm strikes weren't particularly powerful, they somehow managed to neutralize his fierce punches. After a hundred exchanges, the God of War was forced out of the stone cave by Ao Shuang. This single exchange revealed that Ao Shuang was superior to the God of War in both martial arts and internal strength. However, the God of War's "Unbreakable Divine Skill"

had reached a level of invulnerability, comparable to the Shaolin "Indestructible Vajra Body."

Ao Shuang struck him multiple times, shattering his steel armor, but she couldn't seriously injure him.

The two fought until they reached the Ice and Snow Valley. The God of War's helmet and armor were completely shattered, revealing a muscular, naked body beneath, and a thick, dark penis between his legs. Ao Shuang glanced at it and immediately turned away, not wanting to look again, but then a powerful punch came her way, forcing her to look.

The God of War leered, "You slut, did my treasure satisfy you just now? This ghostly outfit of yours is such a nuisance. Once I capture you, I'll find a way to strip you naked, and then we'll have another three hundred rounds of battle. That Sword God has neglected you all these years, so I'll make sure I thoroughly satisfy your three mouths."

With that, his thick, fleshy rod flicked several times in a provocative manner towards Ao Shuang.

Ao Shuang's face turned bright red with anger. At this moment, she had already brought the "Mysterious Heaven Star Moon Technique"

to its peak. The Hundred Battles Immortal Robe was woven from extraterrestrial stones mixed with celestial silkworm silk and gold thread, and it contained a strange power. Wearing it not only made one invulnerable to swords and spears, but it also accelerated the flow of qi and blood in the meridians when practicing internal energy, greatly improving the cultivation of internal strength. This robe was obtained by Feng Wutian by chance in the far north. He gave this treasure to his wife and told her not to take it off no matter what. She wore it for the ten years that she was half-dead. At this moment, Ao Shuang's figure transformed into a golden light, rapidly moving across the snow. The God of War could only

see flashes of golden light, unable to discern Ao Shuang's form. Ao Shuang circled him hundreds of times, her jade palms transforming into countless butterflies that slapped against the God of War's body. His body was now covered in countless butterfly-like palm prints. He coughed up blood and roared, his body flashing with dark light as the butterfly palm prints vanished.

Ao Shuang's "Butterfly Palm Through Flowers" technique

still couldn't seriously injure him, causing him to grow anxious. He took a deep breath, his body seemingly floating, rising to over six zhang high. He drew a circle with his palms, and then an astonishing internal force completely enveloped the God of War within a five-zhang radius. This was the Star Moon Palace's "Star River Divine Palm,"

its ultimate technique, "Falling Stars."

Most of the Star Moon Palace's martial arts were primarily feminine

, but the "Star River Divine Palm" possessed overwhelming power. This was a martial art that only the Star Moon Palace's Holy Maiden could practice; even the former Star Moon Palace Master and Ao Xue had never practiced it. Ao Shuang had never used this move since mastering it, only unleashing it now against a formidable opponent.

The God of War, knowing its power, also used the "Unbreakable Divine Skill."

Reaching the peak of his power, he leaped up to seize the initiative, but Ao Shuang wouldn't allow him to make a move. Countless palm shadows fell like a meteor shower. The God of War desperately swung his fists to defend, deflecting wave after wave of palm strikes, but the opponent's palm strikes were relentless and showed no signs of fatigue, while the God of War's fists were already numb from the shocks.

With a series of heavy "crack, crack, crack, crack,"

the God of War's head, face, chest, abdomen, and groin were repeatedly struck by palms. His body was blasted into the snow by Ao Shuang's supreme internal force. Ao Shuang hated the Demon King's Palace for destroying her sect and the God of War for raping her body, so she showed no mercy. She unleashed a thousand palm strikes in one breath until her hands were weak before she managed to get up. At this moment, she was shocked to find that the God of War's body had been blasted into the snow and buried more than ten feet deep in the ground. Looking at the God of War covered in blood and with his eyes rolled back, she let out a long breath, channeled her internal force into her hands, and covered the deep pit with a large amount of ice and snow, burying him. Then she turned and ran into the ice cave.

A moment later, a figure slowly crawled out from under the ice and snow—it was the severely wounded God of War. He

had been severely injured by "Falling Stars," yet he was still alive, though his power had been reduced to less than one-tenth. If Ao Shuang had landed a few more blows, he would probably have died in the snow.

"You bitch, we'll see!"

The God of War spat out blood and turned away angrily, limping as he fled out of the Ice and Snow Valley.

"Sect Leader Zhou, you are too kind!"

Ao Xue smiled and clasped her hands in a fist salute. This was the fourteenth challenger she had defeated. Just now, she used the Willow Floss Palm Technique to press down on the dantian acupoint of Zhou Tiediao, the leader of the Eagle Claw Sect, from a distance, making it difficult for him to exert his strength and forcing him to admit defeat. Although she had won fourteen consecutive matches, the difference in skill between her opponents and her opponents was vast. Therefore, she always made it easy for them to subdue her opponents from a distance with her supreme internal force before they could even get close. She also knew that this battle was to resolve the feud between the Sword God and the righteous heroes, so she defeated her opponents without leaving a trace each time, without harming them. This fully demonstrated her unparalleled divine skill and benevolent nature.

Zhou Tieying left the stage dejectedly. At this moment, another man spoke up: "I am Pang Zheng, the head of the Thousand Hands Sect. I'd like to learn from Miss Liu's skills."

Ao Xue stared intently at the newcomer, a middle-aged, over-forty-year-old fat man with a face full of fleshy muscles. He bore a striking resemblance to the lecherous Wang Du, his eyes gleaming with lust as he stared at her high, rounded breasts, fantasizing about pinning this beautiful girl down on the bed and making her feel like she was dying of pleasure.

Seeing his lewd expression, Ao Xue knew what he was thinking and was secretly annoyed, but she didn't show it. She softly said, "Headmaster Pang, please enlighten me."

"Little beauty, be careful. I, Pang, am proficient in… hidden weapons…"

Before he finished speaking, five cold stars shot straight towards Ao Xue's breasts. Ao Xue used a move from the Willow Floss Palm Technique, "Heavenly Net,"

catching all five hidden weapons in one move and casually tossing them onto a nearby pillar. She wore silver silk gloves, so she wasn't worried about whether the weapons were poisoned.

Pang Zheng was a lecherous man, but he was also a master of hidden weapons. In the blink of an eye, he had already fired more than ten kinds of hidden weapons, some straight, some spinning, and some twin-type, with one after another. However, Ao Xue's fair hands flew up and down, catching the hidden weapons that were shot at her and throwing them onto the pillar. In the blink of an eye, the pillar next to her was covered with all kinds of hidden weapons.

Unable to break through her defenses, Pang Zheng suddenly knelt down and said, "Your skill is unparalleled, young lady. I admire you."

Ao Xue was startled and quickly reached out to help him up, saying, "Sect Leader Pang, you flatter me. Please get up."

Unexpectedly, several long arrows suddenly shot out from the back of Pang Zheng's neck, aiming at Ao Xue's face, breasts, and groin. At the same time, he threw two iron balls. Ao Xue did not expect her opponent to be so vicious, but although she was shocked, she remained calm and used her palms to deflect the arrows aimed at her face and breasts, while simultaneously kicking away the arrow aimed at her groin. Just as she was about to swing her palm to deflect the iron balls aimed at her, she heard a beautiful voice say, "Don't touch them, they are thunderbolts." With

a thought, she quickly used her soft strength to catch the iron balls when they were still a foot away from her and threw them out of the hall. The iron balls flew more than twenty feet and crashed into a rockery. There were two loud explosions, and two large holes were blasted into the rockery. Ao Xue felt a wave of fear. If she had fought back, her hands would likely have been severely injured. She turned around and saw that the one who warned her was a beautiful young woman beside Yun Ao. This woman was Chen Xiaodan. Ao Xue smiled at her and said, "Thank you for your help, sister. I will repay you handsomely in the future." Xiaodan blushed and quickly said, "Sister, there's no need for that. It's just that this hidden weapon was too vicious. I was afraid you might have been caught off guard ." Ao Xue was grateful. She turned around again and saw that Pang Zheng, that shameless scoundrel, had already slipped back to his seat and was drinking tea. He even smiled lecherously at her and said, "Miss Liu, I was just joking with you. I admit defeat." Ao Xue hated his viciousness, but since he had already admitted defeat, she couldn't pursue him. She could only glare at him without saying a word. In the eyes of everyone, this beautiful young woman was also charming when she was angry. "Sect Leader Pang, didn't we agree to a martial arts competition? Why did you even use the Thunderbolt Bomb from the Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall?" Tie Furong said angrily. "Head Constable, this battle concerns the reputation and honor of our righteous path. I cannot hold back just because Miss Liu is as beautiful as an angel, as you all have done before." Pang Zheng was cunning and treacherous, making his despicable sneak attack sound noble, and even claiming that everyone's previous defeats at Ao Xue's hands were due to showing her mercy. "You..." Tie Furong was about to retort when Ao Xue waved her hand and said, "Sister Tie, there's no need to say anything more. There are no fathers and sons in the arena. There were no restrictions before the match. He has already admitted defeat, so please let the next person come and teach him." Zi Hua straightened his Taoist robe and was about to stand up when Zi Mang whispered, "Senior brother, wait a moment, let me meet her." Then he said loudly, "Miss Liu, I am Zi Mang from Wudang, here to ask for your guidance." Zi Hua frowned. With his temperament, he really didn't want to use a series of attacks to exhaust Ao Xue's internal energy to win, but Ao Xue's martial arts and internal energy were unfathomable. At such a young age, she had killed Jue Ci, the Shaolin abbot who was as famous as him. He had no chance of winning against her. After all, this battle was related to the prestige and honor of Wudang. If he, the dignified leader of Wudang, were to lose to such a young girl, wouldn't Wudang's century-old reputation be ruined in his hands? For a moment, he felt conflicted but helpless. Zi Mang appeared more cautious and mature than Zi Ning. He stroked his long beard and said, "Miss Liu's inner strength is truly unprecedented. I am no match for her, but I am confident in my lightness skill and would like to test my skills against her." Ao Xue's lightness skill was already exceptional, so she was not afraid of a contest. She smiled and said, "Please, Daoist, draw the line." Zi Mang walked out of the hall to the lotus pond behind it and said, "Let's compete on these lotus leaves. Whoever's foot touches the water first loses." The lotus pond behind the hall was nearly an acre in size, filled with lotus flowers and leaves, and was very tranquil. Zi Mang also wanted to take advantage of the terrain to compete with Ao Xue. "Alright, please go first, Daoist." Ao Xue waved her hand, and Zi Mang did not hesitate to leap into the air above the lotus pond. He took a breath in the air, stepped on his left foot with his right foot, and rose three feet higher. At the same time, he stepped on his right foot with his left foot and rose three feet higher. After five repetitions, his body had risen to a height of more than six zhang. "What a magnificent Wudang Cloud Ladder Leap!" "What superb lightness skill!" "Master Zimang is truly remarkable!" The assembled heroes who arrived at the lotus pond cheered. Zimang's lightness skill was considered the best in Wudang, and his Cloud Ladder Leap had reached the pinnacle of mastery. Even his senior brother, Zihua, was far inferior to him in terms of lightness skill. Seeing him showing off his lightness skill, Aoxue couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Instantly, she took a step and her body seemed to float, leaping towards the lotus pond. While Zimang still needed to use his feet to push off in mid-air, she rose straight up without any effort, surpassing Zimang in the blink of an eye. Zimang was shocked and couldn't catch his breath, his body plummeting downwards. Fortunately, his lightness skill was solid, and he managed to slow his descent by calling out in mid-air, finally landing steadily on the lotus leaves, which only tilted slightly.

Ao Xue paused in mid-air for a moment before slowly descending. Her slender feet, adorned with silver phoenix-embroidered boots, landed lightly on the lotus leaves, which remained completely still. Even those unfamiliar with martial arts could discern the difference in their lightness skills.

Zi Mang struck first, unleashing the Wudang martial art "Eagle and Snake Seven Strikes" with his left finger and right claw.

His eagle claw and snake finger attacks were lightning-fast, relentlessly pressing Ao Xue. However, Ao Xue maintained a smile, her feet firmly planted on the lotus leaves as she executed the "Willow Catkin Palm Technique,"

easily deflecting her opponent's attacks. Zi Hua frowned more and more as he watched. This girl's internal strength, lightness skills, and techniques were all superior to Zi Mang's. If she wanted to defeat him, Zi Mang would likely be utterly defeated within ten moves.

Just then, several gusts of wind struck Ao Xue from behind. Sensing something amiss, Ao Xue immediately channeled her inner energy to protect herself. The hidden weapons, before even reaching a foot behind her, were deflected by her protective aura. However, the final hidden weapon shot into the water, its target being a lotus leaf beneath her feet. The root of the lotus leaf was severed, and Ao Xue's foot slipped. Seeing this opportunity, Zi Guang unleashed his full power, striking at Ao Xue. Although he wasn't confident he could seriously injure her, he believed that forcing Ao Xue's feet into the water would be a victory.

Ao Xue's astonishing lightness skill was finally revealed. She lightly stepped on the sinking lotus leaf, her body flying out at an incredible angle, avoiding Zi Guang's palm strike. Simultaneously, she struck him on the back with lightning speed. This strike wasn't particularly powerful, but its force was just enough to send him slamming into the lotus pond.

With a "plop,"

the once spirited Zi Mang plunged headfirst into the water, while Ao Xue used the momentum to leap back to the edge. Everyone stared intently, not a drop of water touching her pristine white boots, the two luminous beads on the toes still swaying slightly.

The pool wasn't deep, only chest-deep. Zi Mang had jumped out after entering the water, but he was completely soaked, his hair disheveled and his long beard plastered to his face. Everyone couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of the once venerable Taoist priest transformed into a disheveled, drenched mess.

Ao Xue smiled and said, "Taoist Zi Mang, you admit it."

Zi Mang's face flushed red, his body trembling, unable to utter a word. He only glared venomously at Ao Xue before turning back behind Zi Hua.

Tie Furong turned around and glared angrily at Pang Zheng, saying, "Sect Leader Pang, you were the one who fired those hidden weapons just now, weren't you?"

Pang Zheng looked wronged and said, "Head Constable Tie, which eye of yours saw me fire any hidden weapons? Are you the only one with hidden weapons among so many people here?"

The hidden weapons had all fallen into the water, and even if they were retrieved, it wouldn't necessarily prove that he fired them. When everyone was watching the battle, these hidden weapons were fired so quickly that no one noticed who fired them. Tie Furong was furious but couldn't do anything to Pang Zheng, so she said coldly, "Next time you try to ambush Sister Liu, you better not run into me, or you'll regret it."

Pang Zheng just shrugged and ignored her.

Zi Hua sighed, thinking to himself: "Junior Brother Zi Mang is extremely concerned with his reputation. To be defeated in front of all the heroes of the world by a girl not even twenty years old is a disgrace. I don't know how to comfort him. In the end, he suffered this humiliation for the honor of the Wudang Sect. How can I, as his senior brother, remain silent?" Just as he was about to challenge Ao Xue, Jue Bei stepped forward and said, "Benefactor Liu, this old monk, on behalf of Shaolin, requests a few moves from you."

Seeing his solemn expression, Ao Xue couldn't help but sigh and said, "Master, I am truly sorry for what happened that day. I never intended to harm Master Jue Ci's life, it was truly..."

“Benefactor Liu, there’s no need for further words. If you can defeat this old monk in today’s battle, the enmity between Shaolin, Benefactor Feng, and yourself will be wiped clean. You once saved my life, but today, for the sake of Shaolin’s reputation, I will not hold back.”

With that, Jue Bei flicked his gauze, unleashing a powerful burst of energy towards her—the Shaolin secret technique, “Gauze Subduing Demon Skill.”

Ao Xue deflected the attack with a flick of her sleeve, having already resolved not to harm her opponent in this battle, otherwise the enmity between herself, Feng Wutian, and Shaolin would only deepen. She immediately unleashed the “Butterfly Palm Through Flowers,”

combined with the “Seven Stars Lost Steps,”

rapidly circling around Jue Bei. Their internal energies clashed, scattering energy in all directions. Jue Bei’s internal energy was clearly superior to Zi Ning’s and Zi Mang’s, yet he remained undefeated despite Ao Xue’s dense palm strikes. However, as time passed, Jue Bei, being old, began to feel his breathing become labored, white vapor rising from his head. Ao Xue, on the other hand, remained unfazed, the difference in their internal energy levels now clear.

Jue Bei gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his Yi Jin Jing internal energy to its highest level, unleashing the "Tian Zhu Chan Gong Palm."

A red light flashed from his body, instantly adding a touch of holiness. Ao Xue felt a scorching palm force slashing towards her. She knew this was the move Jue Bei had used when he competed with Feng Wu Tian in internal energy. If she were to clash with him, it would be a matter of life and death. Although her internal energy was a notch higher than his and she could win easily, she might very well kill him. Wouldn't that create a new enmity with Shaolin? Just as she hesitated, Jue Bei's powerful move was already upon her. Ao Xue felt that the opponent's

palm

force had completely enveloped her from all sides. Although this move was not as powerful as Jue Ci's "Great Sun Buddha Palm," it

was still extremely powerful. If she were to be hit, even if her internal energy was higher than his, she would still suffer serious internal injuries. As her mind raced, a plan suddenly came to her mind. She activated the "Xuan Tian Xing Yue Gong" and

suddenly threw out the white fox fur coat she was wearing.

The snow-white fox fur, imbued with Ao Xue's full inner strength, slammed into Jue Bei's palms. Jue Bei's palms struck only a supple object, the powerful force instantly shattering the fox fur. However, the scattered fox fur caused his vision to blur for a moment, and his palm strike faltered. In that instant, he felt a numbness in his chest's Tanzhong acupoint, his body went limp, and he couldn't muster his inner energy.

It turned out that Ao Xue, in a moment of quick thinking, had used the fox fur, imbued with her inner strength, to temporarily block the sharpness

of Jue Bei's "Indian Zen Palm." As soon as the opponent's palm strike was slightly weakened, she quickly closed in and used "Meteor Sword Finger"

to strike Jue Bei's Tanzhong acupoint, defeating him in one move.

Seeing that Jue Bei was too weak to strike again, Ao Xue supported him and released his pressure points, saying, "Master, I'm sorry for the inconvenience." Jue Bei,

seeing his final move easily countered, sighed in despair, "Benefactor Liu, your martial arts and inner strength are truly impressive. What I admire even more is your unparalleled speed of response. I have lost."

With that, he turned and returned to his seat.

Ao Xue's fox fur coat, shattered by the impact, revealed her plain white dress, making her figure appear even more slender. Her breasts were perfectly proportioned, large and small, a devilish figure that caused many of the experts present to swallow hard and feel lustful.

Xuan Ku stepped forward and looked at Ao Xue's high breasts, feeling a sudden dryness in his mouth. On that day, Ao Xue, under the influence of aphrodisiac, embraced him with great passion, her breasts rolling wildly against his chest. The elasticity and the protrusion of her nipples gave him unprecedented pleasure. His erect penis could feel the slippery liquid in Ao Xue's crotch, and he could vaguely see the black pubic hair soaked with her juices. His penis rubbed against the bulging jade shell of the girl's crotch.

He even had an urge to strip her naked. Afterwards, he recited scriptures hundreds of times before Buddha to suppress his lust. He felt guilty that he had almost lost control of himself after more than sixty years of meditation because of a woman. However, Aoxue's stunning beauty and enviable body had haunted his dreams for days, making him restless. Today, seeing her again made his groin swell once more. He suppressed his lust and said, "Benefactor Liu, I've come to learn a few moves."

Aoxue bowed deeply and said, "Master Jueku, thank you for saving my life that day. If it weren't for your efforts, I would have lost my life long ago."

Although Aoxue had killed Jueci with her unparalleled internal strength, the aphrodisiac in her vagina had taken effect at the crucial moment, causing a large amount of her primordial yin energy to leak out. She was also severely injured by Jueci's internal energy. Fortunately, Jueku had saved her life with his full efforts. Her gratitude was genuine.

Jueku shook his head and said, "I only made a promise to Benefactor Feng that if he was willing to be bound, I would do my best to save you from death. Benefactor Liu, you don't need to take it to heart. Today, we will fight without mercy. I will use the Shaolin Finger Technique to test the skills of the Star Moon Palace."

While saying this, she thought to herself: Even if I hadn't made this agreement with Feng Wutian that day, I wouldn't let you die like this.

Ao Xue knew that the other party wouldn't give up, so she could only sigh and say, "Please, Master, show me your moves."

Jue Ku shook off his gauze and flicked his two fingers rapidly.

The air crackled with a "crackling" sound, which was the "Duoluo Leaf Finger," one of the seventy-two Shaolin skills.

The finger force shot out and hit Ao Xue directly.

Ao Xue slightly tilted her body and dodged the finger force. Several holes were instantly pierced through the wooden pillar behind her, piercing through the more than one-foot-thick wooden pillar several times, which showed the strength of Jue Ku's finger force.

Aoxue saw that Jueku's finger strength was powerful, but still inferior to her own. However, since Jueku had saved her life, and she couldn't harm him, she was in a difficult position. Determined to win, she wanted to ensure Jueku didn't lose face. With that thought, she unleashed her "Meteor Sword Finger."

The two finger energies collided in mid-air with a series of muffled sounds. They were about ten feet apart, but rarely got close, relying entirely on their finger strength to compete from a distance. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Jueku was sweating and showing signs of fatigue, while Aoxue remained composed, though her face was flushed, clearly indicating that such a contest was also quite taxing on her internal energy.

Jue Ku thought that if he were to lose, no one in Shaolin would be able to fight against Aoxue. If Aoxue were to lose to Zihua, then Wudang would overshadow Shaolin's reputation. So he gritted his teeth and leaped up, using his right hand to unleash the "Twisting Flower Finger" and

his left hand to unleash the "Great Vajra Finger."

He attacked Aoxue's face and chest with two moves. These two moves were his most powerful and secret techniques, the culmination of his life's work. The combined power of these two finger techniques, one hard and one soft, was several times stronger than using a single finger technique.

Aoxue had intended to yield, but her opponent suddenly changed tactics and engaged in close combat. In a panic, she hastily used the "Iron Bridge" move,

leaning her upper body back in an extremely graceful posture to barely avoid the "Twisting Flower Finger" aimed at her face.

She could have avoided the "Vajra Finger" aimed at her heart,

but due to the needle torture inflicted on her breasts by Dong San Niang some time ago, her breasts had become even larger than before. As a result, the move she could have dodged was still affected by her large breasts, and her opponent's fingertips grazed her nipples, causing a burning pain.

Aoxue was both shocked and ashamed, and without thinking, she struck Jueku's left chest with a palm. Only after striking did she realize that if this palm landed, Jueku would be seriously injured. In desperation, she withdrew seventy percent of her palm force, but even the remaining three-tenths of her palm force still sent Jueku staggering back more than ten steps, his blood churning.

Although Aoxue's nipples were scratched, it was only a superficial wound. However, the force of her palm strike caused her to be injured by her own, and she felt a salty taste in her throat, with blood rising to her throat. She swallowed the blood to hide her internal injuries from everyone. At the same time, she stopped and rushed forward to support Jueku,

saying, "Master, I'm so sorry." Jueku gasped, "Benefactor Liu... you... you showed mercy. This old monk...

this old monk lost..." He looked down and found that Aoxue's bra had been torn open by his fingertips. Through the torn white clothes and the green bodice underneath, he could vaguely see her fair skin and cherry-red nipples. He felt a bulge in his crotch and hurriedly squatted down to hide his erect penis. If everyone saw his ugly state, he would lose all face for Shaolin.

Ao Xue, unaware of the situation, assumed he was seriously injured and hurriedly said, "Master, are you badly injured? Let me help you regulate your breathing."

"Ah, no need, no need..."

Jue Ku was struggling to use his Zen skills to restore his swollen penis to its original state before standing up.

Tie Furong, with her sharp eyes, had already noticed that Ao Xue's bra was torn and quickly stepped forward, bowing and saying, "Sister Liu, your bra is torn. Let me help you change your outer garment."

Ao Xue looked down and was shocked to realize that she had exposed herself. Embarrassed, her jade-like face flushed red, and she quickly turned around and went with Tie Furong to the next room to change clothes. Meanwhile, the surrounding experts shot lewd glances, wishing they could see through things so they could watch this stunning beauty change clothes.

In a flash, Aoxue and Tie Furong swapped clothes. Aoxue put on Tie Furong's black warrior outfit, only keeping her silver silk boots, while Tie Furong changed into Aoxue's snow-white dress. It was as if roles had been reversed; Aoxue suddenly gained a touch of heroism amidst her gentleness, while Tie Furong gained a touch of feminine charm amidst her heroism. She couldn't help but glance at Fang Zilong, who was also staring at her intently. A surge of joy welled up inside her: Brother Fang was still paying attention to me after all; he might not be so heartless after all. Perhaps my usual constable attire didn't suit his taste? She should have worn a more elegant dress to see him.

Aoxue also found Tie Furong's warrior outfit quite fitting. Actually, while her dress was gorgeous, it wasn't suitable for combat; the skirt was too long and easily stepped on. Tie Furong's tight-fitting warrior outfit was much more suitable for her; she simply had never worn it before.

At this moment, Zhang Feiyan stepped forward and said, "Miss Liu, I know I am no match for you, but I cannot let my great grudge against Feng Wutian go unavenged. Today, I can only ask you for a few moves."

With that, he wielded a tiger claw in his left hand and the Zhuxian Sword in his right, directly attacking Aoxue.

Aoxue knew that this person was no ordinary person either, having once injured Feng Wutian during the chaotic battle at Jiang Mansion. She waved her hand and said, "Please, Senior Zhang, make your move."

Zhang Feiyan had been severely injured by the Sword God a few days ago. In the past few days, he had taken healing medicine made by Xiaodan, and his injuries and internal energy had only recovered to about 80%. However, he was still not in good condition. He knew that he was no match for Aoxue and could only try to deplete her internal energy so that the challenger would have a chance to win. The Compassionate Old Man had extremely high internal energy, but he had no grudge against the Sword God Aoxue and was not a competitive person. He probably wouldn't fight Aoxue. So, he could only place his hopes on the Wudang Sect Leader, Zihua, who had the highest martial arts and internal energy after the Compassionate Old Man. Thinking this, he focused his mind and concentrated his inner strength to its peak, letting out a roar as his longsword and tiger claws pounced towards Aoxue like a tidal wave.

Aoxue had just suffered internal injuries, but they weren't too serious. She also knew that her opponent was using a war of attrition, and if she expended too much energy, she might be defeated by Zihua. She wanted to finish the battle quickly, so she also used her Willow Floss Palm Technique with all her might. Her palms were covered with silver silk gloves, so she wasn't afraid of her opponent's sharp blades.

The two exchanged blows, swords clashing, and in the blink of an eye, they had already exchanged over a hundred moves. Zhang Feiyan felt his longsword growing heavier and heavier, and his left hand fingers becoming increasingly numb and tingling. He realized with alarm that his opponent's internal energy had completely enveloped him. No matter whether he advanced or retreated, he would be trapped by Ao Xue's unparalleled palm power. He gritted his teeth and leaped up, unleashing

the strongest move of "Slaying Immortals Sword," "Ten Thousand Swords Slaying Immortals."

Instantly, countless sword lights enveloped Ao Xue in the air. Ao Xue's beautiful body was about to be swept away by this terrifying storm. The crowd in the arena cried out, "Chief Zhang, show mercy!"

"Show mercy where you can."

"Old Zhang, you're too ruthless."

Tie Furong couldn't help but frown. Clearly, those who cried out were not acting out of a sense of justice or to defend the weak, but rather harboring ill will towards Ao Xue.

With a series of golden clangs, the sword lights in the arena disappeared. Ao Xue's three fingers on one hand had already clamped the blade of her opponent's sword, while Zhang Feiyan held the sword with both hands, but the sword seemed to be forged in Ao Xue's hands, unable to advance or retreat.

With a powerful jerk of her jade-like hand, Ao Xue shattered Zhang Feiyan's longsword in two. He staggered back several steps, his face contorted in shock. He could forgive being defeated by the Sword God with this same move, but to be defeated by this stunning girl, Ao Xue, was even more humiliating.

Ao Xue cupped her hands and said, "Chief Zhang, you flatter me."

Zhang Feiyan shook his head and said, "This old beggar is truly useless. If you're outmatched, there's nothing to say. From today onwards, the feud between the Beggars' Clan and Feng Wutian is over." He

then turned and returned to his seat without looking back. Yun Ao, seeing his sworn brother suffer such a setback and seem to have aged ten years, felt sorry for him. At this moment, Qi Xiong Biao behind him said, "Son, you should go too. This little girl is quite formidable. She was also one of those who harmed your brother Changfeng that day; we can't let her get away with it so easily."

Yun Ao frowned and said, "Father, using a tag-team approach against a young girl is truly unfair. The chief镖头 (chief镖师, the head镖师) has already stated that he won't pursue the matter..."

Qi Xiong Biao angrily said, "Don't you listen to your father? Chief镖头 (Chief Escort) Renyi is easily bullied. If we don't stand up for Longwei镖局 (Longwei Escort Agency), won't the agency lose face? Are you unwilling to fight her because you're bewitched by her beauty and want to do something to betray Miss Chen?"

Yun Ao blushed and said, "Father, what are you saying? No matter how beautiful she is, I only have Xiaodan in my heart."

Xiaodan felt a sweet warmth in her heart and said, "Uncle, how can you think of Brother Qi like that? He just doesn't want to take advantage of someone in distress."

Lian Xinyi and Lu Tianyou, who were watching from the side, both had dark expressions and were preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Qi Xiong Biao, being stubborn, insisted that his son participate to show his determination. Yun Ao, having no other choice, was about to go on stage when a man walked in from outside, laughing, "Lord Li, how could such a lively occasion be complete without Zhang?"

Li Mu was overjoyed upon seeing him and said, "Great! The divine physician Zhang Ruoshui has also graced me with his presence. He's truly giving me face. I wrote to you asking for your help, and I was afraid you wouldn't come."

A middle-aged scholar, over forty years old, entered the hall. He carried a medicine chest on his back and was dressed very simply. He had a handsome face and refined features. Although he was middle-aged, he was still a handsome man. This man was none other than the renowned divine physician Zhang Ruoshui.

As soon as he entered the hall, the crowd immediately stood up and greeted him with clasped hands. "Divine Physician Zhang, you've come too!"

"Divine Physician Zhang, I'll never forget your life-saving grace back then!"

"Divine Physician Zhang, with you here, even the King of Hell won't take us!"

Zhang Ruoshui also smiled broadly. "Sect Leader Wang, you look much better than you did three years ago. The palm injury you suffered back then should have healed by now!"

"Gang Leader Liang, does your right arm still hurt on rainy days?"

"Old Master Chen, is the medicine I sent you still effective?"

The crowd surrounding Zhang Ruoshui almost forgot about his duel with Ao Xue.

Li Mu pushed through the crowd and grasped Zhang Ruoshui's hands, saying, "Brother Zhang, back then, I was wounded by a poisoned arrow during a bloody battle with the Tartars beyond the Great Wall. There was no cure, and if you hadn't arrived in time to save me with your miraculous medicine, I would have lost my life. Today, you are willing to help us eliminate Wei Zhongxian; your merit is truly immeasurable."

Zhang Ruoshui smiled and said, "The rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen. No matter how many people I can save, it is difficult to save the Ming Dynasty from its current predicament. If I can do my part to revive the Ming Dynasty, I would gladly go through fire and water."

Zi Hua, Jue Ku, Zhan Wanhao, and others, who were also quite acquainted with him, stepped forward to exchange pleasantries. Even those who did not know him respected his medical ethics of practicing medicine and saving lives and came forward to pay their respects.

Aoxue stepped forward and bowed, saying, "I heard that Physician Zhang once saved my sister. I am Liu Aoxue, the younger sister of Liu Aoshuang. Thank you, Physician Zhang, for saving my sister."

Zhang Ruoshui was stunned by Aoxue's stunning beauty, even with his deep cunning and dignified demeanor. However, he immediately said solemnly, "Practicing medicine and saving lives is the duty of a healer. Moreover, I was unable to cure your sister's illness back then and could only put her in a state of suspended animation. I have felt guilty all these years and dare not take credit for it."

Aoxue said solemnly, "Physician Zhang's kindness will never be forgotten. If there is anything you need me to do, I will do it for you."

At this moment, a cold voice came from the crowd, "Uncle Zhang, do you still recognize me?"

The person who spoke was Xiaodan, whose family had been destroyed by Zhang Youshui.

Zhang Ruoshui turned around and, surprisingly, showed no panic. Instead, she greeted him with an expression of overjoyment. "Oh my, who is it? It's my niece Xiaodan! It's been over ten years since we last saw each other. How is he? I've missed him so much!"

With that, she stepped forward and hugged Xiaodan tightly.

Xiaodan tried to dodge, but there were people on both sides, and she couldn't avoid being hugged. Her high breasts were immediately pressed into her by his strong chest muscles, and she felt a hard rod pressing against her crotch. Zhang Ruoshui's deep, lewd voice rang in her ears: "Little slut, your body is even more developed than your slutty mother's. It's a pity you're no longer a virgin, otherwise I really want to fuck you for three days and three nights."

Xiaodan suppressed the urge to draw her twin hooks from behind and slash at him, whispering, "You beast, I'll make you pay for this in blood sooner or later."

No one else could hear their whispers, but Yun Ao knew that Zhang Ruoshui was no good person, so he quickly stepped forward and grabbed his shoulders. Zhang Ruoshui, seeing that he had gotten away with it, immediately released Xiaodan and smiled at Yun Ao: "Young hero, please don't..." "Nonsense, I always held Xiaodan like this when she was little, I forgot she's all grown up now."

Yun Ao was about to step forward to reprimand him, his face full of anger, but Xiaodan smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang, my family will repay your kindness tenfold back then, you and Uncle Cui should remember it well."

Zhang Ruoshui said without changing his expression, "Of course, of course, we'll catch up properly later." After

everyone had chatted for a while, they all returned to their seats. Li Mu specially found a grand chair and placed it next to him so that Zhang Ruoshui could sit next to him as a sign of respect.

Yun Ao whispered to Xiao Dan, "Xiao Dan, this beast is clearly colluding with the Embroidered Uniform Guard. His participation in this castration ceremony today clearly indicates he has ulterior motives; he's probably a spy sent by the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Why not expose his hypocrisy to the face of the enemy?"

Xiao Dan shook her head and sighed, "You and I know this, but do others know? This scoundrel has been a hypocrite for over twenty years. Most of the gang leaders here have received his favors, and even Lord Li has a good relationship with him and trusts him greatly. What evidence do I have to convince them of his past misdeeds? He'll probably turn around and bite me. For now, we can only swallow our anger and find a way to expose his mask and avenge my parents later."

"Xiao Dan, you've thought this through very well."

Yun Ao couldn't help but admire Xiao Dan's ability to make rational judgments even amidst hatred, secretly vowing to help her beloved kill this shameless hypocrite.

Qi Xiong Biao kept urging his son, "Hurry up and go! You can't disgrace the Longwei Escort Agency."

Yun Ao had no choice but to step forward and say, "I am Qi Yun Ao from the Longwei Escort Agency. I'd like to learn from Miss Liu's skills."

Xiao Dan stepped forward and whispered in his ear, "Be careful when you make your move. This Sister Liu has no intention of harming anyone. She seems to have an old injury in her ankles. If you can seize the opportunity, you might have a chance to win."

Ao Xue was somewhat surprised. Qi Yun Ao was only a second-rate figure in the Longwei Escort Agency. If someone were to challenge her, she thought it would be Zhan Wanhao, but she didn't expect it to be him.

Zhan Wanhao said anxiously, "Old Qi, why did you let Yun Ao go up? Our feud with Miss Liu is over."

Qi Xiong Biao shook his head repeatedly, "Chief镖头, I won't let you do it this time. We've suffered too much this time. If we cower like cowards and dare not fight this little wench, where will our镖局 (escort agency) put its face? Even if Yun Ao loses, we can't show weakness to her."

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the Compassionate Old Man, saying, "Senior, Yun Ao is your disciple after all. You can't let him suffer and tarnish your prestige."

The Compassionate Old Man frowned and sighed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

At this time, Yun Ao had already started fighting with Ao Xue. Ao Xue was surprised that the opponent's martial arts and internal strength had improved by leaps and bounds in just a few months. The originally fierce Iron Ring Saber Technique had become a combination of strength and gentleness, with the saber energy crisscrossing. In terms of martial arts, he was no less than Zhang Feiyan. Because of the Dragon Might Escort Agency's influence, she dared not use too much force, and the prolonged battle had also depleted her inner strength. Therefore, even though Yun Ao was fighting with all his might, he managed to withstand more than two hundred moves from her.

Knowing that Zi Hua was also watching her intently from the side, Ao Xue knew she had to finish the fight quickly and could not give in any longer. So she used seventy percent of her strength to unleash a move called "Butterfly Fluttering."

Instantly, countless palm shadows like butterflies rained down on Yun Ao like a tidal wave.

Yun Ao could only use all his strength to meet the attack head-on. His jade palms struck the blade dozens of times, causing his arms to go numb. His inner strength was still far inferior to Ao Xue's, and finally, he lost his grip on the precious sword, which flew out of his hand.

Ao Xue raised her right leg and kicked at the pressure point under his ribs. Yun Ao couldn't dodge in time, and suddenly Cibei's voice, transmitted through his internal force, rang in his ears: "Use the Returning Blade Palm to cut her ankle, use the Grappling Hand to pinch her ankle, press the Yong point on the sole of her foot, and use the Palm Blade to cut her knee."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ao struck out with his palm without hesitation, hitting Ao Xue's right ankle squarely. Originally, the two had a significant difference in internal force, and Ao Xue's protective energy should not have been afraid of this attack. However, unexpectedly, a look of pain appeared on Ao Xue's face, and the power in her leg suddenly disappeared. It turned out that she had injured her ankle bone with a heavy kick from Jue Ci at Shaolin Temple. Later, because she was trapped in Tianxiang Flower City, she had not properly treated the injury. As a result, she was rescued by Tie Furong and treated, but it left a hidden danger that was difficult to cure for a long time. Yun Ao's palm strike hit her painful spot, and the old injury immediately flared up.

Yun Ao's movements were fluid and effortless as he grabbed Ao Xue's ankle, his big toe pressing firmly against the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of her foot. Instantly, Ao Xue's entire right leg went numb and weak. His next move was to strike her knee, a strike that, if it landed, would severely injure her right leg. But just as Yun Ao was about to strike, he saw the pain on Ao Xue's face and his heart softened. Ao Xue reacted with lightning speed, her left leg springing forward and kicking Yun Ao squarely in the shoulder. This kick could have been aimed at his face, but Ao Xue held back, using only forty percent of her strength. Yun Ao couldn't dodge in time and was struck in the shoulder, flying backward, but still tightly gripping Ao Xue's ankle.

"Ah..."

Ao Xue screamed, feeling a chill on her feet. As she tumbled to the ground, she realized that only one white sock was left on her right foot, pulled down to her ankle, revealing her glistening ankle. Yun Ao, barely managing to steady herself, noticed a long white silk boot embroidered with a silver phoenix in her hand. A faint fragrance emanated from the boot, and the large pearl on the toe was still trembling...

Chapter 26 of Sword and Hatred: Conspiracy

"Good, son, you won! You took her boot, she lost, son, you won!"

Qi Xiong Biao shouted excitedly.

The surrounding crowd, recovering from their initial stunned silence, exclaimed, "Young Master Qi, what skill you have!"

"You even managed to strip this little wench's boots off!"

"She's lost now!"

Ao Xue, on the other hand, looked flustered. Her kick had been enough to send Yun Ao flying several steps back, so she should have won. But she forgot that her right foot had been pressed at the Yuanquan acupoint, and her opponent had torn off her right boot. Now, it seemed she had lost a move. Amidst the shouts of the crowd, she could only lift her foot, adjusting her half-pulled white sock and rubbing her still-painful ankle. Her eyes, filled with shame, looked at her feet, while pairs of lustful eyes stared intently at her slender, white-socked foot.

On the Wudang Sect's side, Zi Ning and Zi Mang were filled with displeasure. They had assumed that Yun Ao's martial arts were no match for Ao Xue, and that Zi Hua would be next. But Ao Xue had unexpectedly allowed Yun Ao to grab her ankle and snatch her boot. Hadn't all their efforts just been for nothing?

Xiaodan and Xinyi were happy for Yun Ao's victory, while Lu Tianyou looked displeased. Tie Furong and Xiaofeng stepped forward to block Aoxue, angrily saying, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting?"

At this moment, Yun Ao loudly proclaimed, "Everyone has made a mistake. I was actually the one who lost just now."

Qi Xiong Biao was stunned, then angrily said, "Idiot, what are you saying! You clearly won! You even got her boots! How could you have lost?"

Yun Ao said seriously, "Just now, Miss Liu could have kicked my face, but she only kicked my shoulder and with very little force. It's clear that she..." "She didn't want to hurt me and held back. If she had used her full strength to kick my face, I'd probably be dead by now. Taking his boot was just an accident."

Pang Zheng walked over and patted Yun Ao's shoulder, saying, "Brother, although Miss Liu is beautiful, you can't let that cloud your judgment and pretend you lost when you clearly won. That would be against the principles of our martial arts world, wouldn't it?" He then snatched

Ao Xue's boot from his hand, smelled it, and laughed, "Miss Liu's feet smell so good!"

Everyone burst into laughter, making Ao Xue blush crimson with embarrassment. Suddenly,

Tie Furong drew her sword, its speed like lightning, aimed directly at Pang Zheng. Caught off guard, Pang Zheng hastily retreated, but Tie Furong, sword in one hand, swiftly grabbed his left wrist with the other, squeezing his pulse point. Pang Zheng's hand loosened, and the boot was already in her grasp.

After snatching Aoxue's boots, Tie Furong no longer troubled Pang Zheng and leaped back. Her sword strike and subsequent grab of the boots were executed flawlessly, though there was an element of surprise involved; her martial arts prowess was undeniable. She tossed the boots back to Aoxue, saying, "Sister, put them on quickly, don't pay attention to these lecherous bastards' nonsense."

Aoxue glanced at Yun Ao, her eyes filled with three parts anger and seven parts gratitude, then immediately lowered her head and put on the boots.

"Everyone, Young Hero Qi is upright and honest, a model of righteousness. Since he has already admitted defeat, why force him? Miss Liu has won this round,"

Zi Ning said, feigning impartiality. In truth, everyone knew his intentions. If Yun Ao had won, there would have been no chance for Zi Hua. His voluntary surrender was exactly what Zi Ning and the others wanted. Moreover, when Aoxue's ankle was struck by Yun Ao, an old injury on her foot was exposed. Now, hampered by the injury, her lightness skill would be greatly reduced, increasing Zi Hua's chances of victory.

Li Mu, being from Wudang and inclined towards his own sect, said loudly, "Alright, since Young Hero Qi has conceded defeat, there's no need for further discussion. Let's continue the competition."

Seeing that the Marquis had spoken, the crowd fell silent.

After Yun Ao returned to his seat, Qi Xiong Biao, his face still contorted with rage, continued muttering curses. Clearly, he was extremely disappointed and angry with his son. Xiao Dan, however, gently grasped his hand and said, "Brother, you refused to take advantage of someone's power; that's what makes you a true hero. I love you for that."

Yun Ao was deeply moved by his beloved's understanding. The Compassionate Old Man, standing nearby, felt secretly ashamed. Compared to Yun Ao, his own secret telepathic assistance to his disciple was less than honorable. He comforted himself, realizing he hadn't misjudged him.

Lian Xinyi thought to herself: Brother Qi is indeed a righteous and kind gentleman, but such a person is bound to suffer greatly in the martial world.

Lu Tianyou was even more dissatisfied, secretly thinking that Yun Ao must have been bewitched by Ao Xue's beauty to admit defeat. What was infuriating was that Xiao Dan was also bewitched by him.

Zi Ning gently nudged Zi Hua, saying, "Senior Brother, this is a golden opportunity. Liu Aoxue has already exhausted much of her strength and is injured in the foot. If you, Senior Brother, make your move, you will have a 90% chance of winning. If we defeat her, Wudang will completely overwhelm Shaolin and become the number one sect in the world."

Seeing the reluctance on Zi Hua's face, Zi Mang also said, "Senior Brother, you don't need to feel that winning is dishonorable. This is a battle for the honor of Wudang. We have already been defeated by her, and now only Senior Brother can win back Wudang's honor."

Under the eager gazes of his two junior brothers, Zi Hua could only sigh and step forward, saying, "Miss Liu, I, Zi Hua, would like to learn from Miss Liu's high skills."

Aoxue endured the pain in her foot and secretly regulated her breathing. She knew that Zi Hua's martial arts were far superior to her two senior brothers, and that this battle would be a tough one for her, given her injuries. She took a deep breath and said, "Daoist Zi Hua's reputation is widespread. Today, this humble woman also wants to learn from Daoist Zi Hua's Wudang divine skills."

After saying that, she waved her jade palm and launched a preemptive attack. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to attack since the start of the battle.

Zi Hua felt the palm force emanating from the jade palm before him, layer upon layer, like waves crashing against him. He was amazed that his opponent still possessed such internal strength after so long of fighting. Immediately, his palms spun in circles, and a black and white Tai Chi symbol appeared behind him—the famous "Tai Chi Fist" of Wudang.

The two exchanged blows without a sound. Ao Xue felt that the unparalleled internal force in her palms was completely absorbed by her opponent, as if she had struck cotton wool. Since they started fighting, Zi Hua was the first opponent to withstand her heavy blows without retreating a single step. All fifty-six palms she unleashed in an instant were neutralized by her opponent's unique fist techniques. Her opponent's skill in neutralizing internal force had reached its pinnacle.

Zi Hua, on the other hand, was also suffering. Relying on his decades of hard-earned "Tai Chi Fist," he

continuously neutralized his opponent's astonishing palm force, using seventy percent of it with his internal force and threety percent with his footwork. Yet, he still felt his opponent's internal force attacking him relentlessly, and his own internal organs were also feeling extremely uncomfortable. This was the Yin-Yang "Mysterious Heaven Star Moon Skill."

The force of the attack was all-pervasive, making it difficult for him to counterattack using his own strength.

The two fought faster and faster, their figures moving swiftly through the hall. In terms of lightness skill, Ao Xue initially held the upper hand, but her injured foot slowed her movements considerably, allowing Zi Hua to keep up. Although Ao Xue maintained her offensive, her opponent remained purely defensive, clearly intending to wait for the opportune moment. Ao Xue's internal energy had been significantly depleted after the prolonged battle; if this continued, she would remain undefeated.

After a thousand moves, seeing her opponent's tight defense, Ao Xue resolutely channeled her "Mysterious Heaven Star Moon Skill"

to its peak, simultaneously unleashing the "Willow Catkin Palm Technique"

and the "Butterfly Palm Through Flowers" with

doubled power, pressing down fiercely on Zi Hua. Zi Hua, sensing danger, also channeled his Wudang internal energy to its peak, unleashing the Wudang ultimate technique, "Sacred Extreme Wheel."

A massive Tai Chi Bagua formation sealed off the opponent's palm strike, turning the battle into a contest of internal strength.

In terms of internal strength, Ao Xue was slightly superior, but Zi Hua was proficient in Wudang's technique of using the opponent's force against them, and he also used Zhang Sanfeng's late-life masterpiece

, "Sacred Wheel," to counteract the difference in their internal strength. "Sacred Wheel"

could absorb the opponent's force and then counterattack it many times over. An ordinary opponent would have been defeated long ago, but Ao Xue's internal strength was incomparably pure, and wave after wave of it pressed down on him endlessly. No matter how much he resisted, he was pushed back just as much. Their internal energies were intertwined, and if either of them relaxed even slightly, they would be crushed by the internal force, either dead or seriously injured.

Li Mu was shocked and hurriedly said, "Why do you two fight to the death? Why not stop here?"

Ao Xue had already expressed his willingness to help them eliminate Wei Yan, and Zi Hua was his senior brother. If these two peerless masters were to fight to the death here, it would be a serious loss for their side.

Ao Xue and Zi Hua naturally understood this, but neither of them could stop first. White smoke was already billowing from their heads, and it was clear that if they continued like this, they would both be exhausted.

Seeing that things couldn't continue like this, Xiaodan whispered in Yun'ao's ear, "I have a way to separate them."

Yun'ao asked, "What way?"

Before Xiaodan could speak, Zhang Ruoshui spoke first, "If you two continue fighting like this, you will only perish together. I have a way to resolve this crisis. Please, Senior Cibei and Masters Juebei and Jueku, use your internal energy to infuse your backs with the Zhiyang acupoints, and then help them slowly withdraw their strength to save their lives."

Xiaodan frowned and said, "This old thief beat me to it."

Cibei and the other two knew that Zhang Ruoshui was a skilled physician and trusted his judgment. Cibei stood behind Zihua and placed his hand on Zihua's Zhiyang acupoint. Juebei and Jueku stood behind Aoxue and did the same. After the three new and powerful internal energies were infused, they did not intertwine with the previous two but were slowly withdrawn. Aoxue and Zihua, seeing that they were being helped, calmed their minds and slowly withdrew their strength. Gradually, the two of them separated their palms and sat down on the ground, clearly having suffered great losses.

Zhang Ruoshui took out two pills from her bosom and gave them to the two of them. After circulating their internal energy to neutralize the effects of the medicine, their complexions improved considerably in a short while. Ao Xue stood up before Zi Hua, after all, she was younger and had more energy than Zi Hua.

Before the two could speak, Zhang Ruoshui preemptively said, "Let's call this a draw. Back then, Sword God Feng Wutian promised to do something for me, no matter how difficult it was. Although the Sword God is extreme in temperament, he always keeps his word. I, Zhang Ruoshui, guarantee with my life that he will do his part to kill Wei Yan. For my sake, please turn enemies into friends."

Li Mu seized the opportunity and said, "That's right, that's right. It's better to resolve enmity than to let it fester. Today, let's put aside our personal grudges, swear an oath of blood, and unite to eliminate Wei Yan." With

Zhang Ruoshui and Li Mu speaking, and considering that the heroes had been repeatedly defeated by Ao Xue, and even Zi Hua couldn't gain an advantage, Zi Hua and Jue Ku exchanged glances and readily accepted. Zi Ning, Zi Mang, and the others, though extremely unwilling, had no choice. A young man in his twenties beside Pang Zheng was about to speak with eyes blazing with anger, but Pang Zheng grabbed him and gave him a subtle wink, so he held back.

Aoxue, having withstood the relentless attacks of the experts, was overjoyed to have finally resolved the hatred between her brother-in-law and them. She, along with Tie Furong, Xiaofeng, and the others, pricked their middle fingers and swore an oath of blood. Xiaodan, staring fiercely at Zhang Youshui, drank the wine dripping with her own blood and thought to herself: You scoundrel, you can deceive the world with your mask now, but one day I will expose your true colors.

As night fell, Li Mu sent everyone back to their rooms to rest. At the same time, he told Tie Furong that he had received intelligence that Wang Du, who was imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice, had been secretly released a few days ago. He also mentioned that a new case of womanizing had broken out in the capital recently, which was likely Wang Du's doing. Tie Furong was furious and got up to leave, taking Xiao Feng with her to continue the pursuit of Wang Du. Ao Xue insisted on staying to help the group, and Tie Furong had no choice but to tell her to be careful, since the grudge caused by the Sword God's indiscriminate killing was not so easy to erase. She also left her a silver needle for testing poison, telling her to use it before eating or drinking to prevent anyone from using underhanded tricks to harm her if they were not strong enough to defeat her openly. Ao Xue was also very grateful to this older sister, as very few people had truly cared for her in recent years. She had once regarded Dong San Niang as a friend, but she did not expect that the other party harbored evil intentions and repeatedly tried to harm her. Only Tie Furong had always been very caring towards her.

After bidding farewell to Aoxue, Tie Furong couldn't help but go to see Fang Zilong again. But before she could even speak, Fang Zilong said, "Tie Mei, you don't need to say anything more. There's no future for us. Just consider me dead."

"I know your father broke off our engagement that day to avoid implicating my family, but now that I've joined the anti-eunuch movement, why do you still refuse me? Zilong, you… how can you be so heartless?"

Furong burst into tears and hugged her beloved tightly.

Fang Zilong was shocked, but then pushed her away coldly, saying, "Head Constable Tie, please have some self-respect. I have nothing more to say to you."

Furong trembled with anger, slapped him hard across the face, covered her face with her hands, and cried bitterly before leaving, leaving Fang Zilong standing dumbfounded in the room.

Then Yun Ao and Xiaodan Tianyou entered from outside. They had overheard the conversation and were also puzzled as to why Fang Zilong could be so heartless as to drive away a woman who loved him so much.

Yun Ao couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Brother Fang, what exactly happened between you and Officer Tie? What's your secret in rejecting such a woman who loves you so deeply?"

Xiao Dan also said softly, "Brother Fang, if you have any difficulties, just tell us. We'll do our best to help you in any way we can."

Fang Zilong shook his head and said, "You can't help me; this is my own problem."

Xiao Dan suddenly remembered something and blushed, saying, "Brother Fang, please don't blame me for being nosy, but... is it possible that you... have some kind of hidden ailment?"

Fang Zilong actually... He paused, then sighed and said, "Miss Xiaodan guessed correctly, my... my manhood is useless... Furong will only be a widow if she marries me."

Tianyou said, "Brother Fang, I am proficient in medicine and can take a look at you. Perhaps... perhaps it can still be saved. Miss Xiaodan, you... you should go out for a moment."

Xiaodan blushed, turned around, and left, closing the door behind her. Fang Zilong unbuckled his belt, took off his trousers, and then unbuckled his underpants, revealing his penis. There was a dark red wound three inches below his navel. Tianyou couldn't help but gasp when he saw it.

The young man in Pang Zheng's room was kneeling before him, weeping bitterly, "Father, my father and all my fellow disciples died so tragically back then. The entire Qingcheng clan was slaughtered by that beast surnamed Feng, all for a few Jade Snow Pills. He was so ruthless! And now these righteous people want to befriend him? It's a disgrace to the righteous path! I, Wang Yilong, swear to fight that scoundrel and that vile man to the death!"

Pang Zheng helped him up, saying, "Yilong, your father entrusted me to you hoping I could preserve a trace of your Wang family's bloodline. How could I let you take such a risk? If you die, how can I face your deceased father and mother?"

Yilong asked, "Father, who exactly is my mother? Why haven't you told me for ten years?"

Pang Zheng frowned and said, "I will tell you your mother's identity sooner or later, but now is not the time."

Yi Long wept and said, "I've never known who my mother is since I was a child. My father was good to me, but he died at the hands of that villain Feng Wutian ten years ago. Now, only my adoptive father treats me like his own son. The blood feud of my entire Qingcheng family can only be avenged by my adoptive father. It's infuriating that I'm so dull-witted. I haven't mastered the Qingcheng Sect's 'Qingcheng Secret Records'

and 'Great Dao Profound Finger,'

and I'm far inferior to that vile woman surnamed Liu, let alone be able to kill that villain Feng."

Pang Zheng sneered, "However, recently your 'Qingcheng Jade Chamber Technique'..." "

But you've made great progress! You often keep the girls at the brothel up for half a day."

Yi Long blushed and said, "Father, don't joke around. Isn't this what you asked me to do?"

Pang Zheng nodded and said, "That's right. I'm not doing this to make you indulge in lewd pleasures, but to help you understand the art of replenishing yang through yin cultivation. This might be a way for you to quickly improve your martial arts. Is your father still letting you carry those five Jade Snow Pills? Once your internal energy is sufficient, taking them will be enough to increase your internal energy by fifty years. You've also practiced your ventriloquism..." "Not bad, you can basically imitate nine-tenths of the voices of people you've heard before."

This Wang Yilong was actually the illegitimate son of Wang Xie, the Iron Gate Daoist of the Qingcheng Sect. The Qingcheng Sect wasn't considered a top-tier sect in the martial arts world, and its reputation was always inferior to Shaolin and Wudang. It wasn't until this prodigy, Iron Gate, mastered the Qingcheng Sect's secret techniques, "Qingcheng Secret Records"

and "Great Dao Profound Finger,"

that his martial arts skills reached a level comparable to Wudang's Zihua. Although he was a monk, after practicing "Qingcheng Jade Chamber Technique,"

he couldn't resist the temptation of dual cultivation and engaged in sexual relations with women outside the sect.

Later, the woman became pregnant with their child. He had her give birth and named him Wang Yilong, then pretended he was an abandoned baby he had found and took him back to the Qingcheng Sect to raise. Given his status, he was determined not to expose his son's true identity, but he was also determined to pass the leadership of the sect to him when he grew up. Yilong was naturally intelligent and deeply loved by Tiemen. However, just as Tiemen's career and life were at their peak, a great disaster befell the Qingcheng Sect. One of Tiemen's disciples accidentally obtained five Jade Snow Pills and presented them to him. Jade Snow

Pills were a sacred medicine in the martial arts world, and Tiemen was naturally overjoyed to have them. He even intended to publicize this to show off. As a result, a month later, the Sword God Feng Wutian came to the Qingcheng Sect, demanding a fortune in exchange for the Jade Snow Pills in his possession, or else he would slaughter his entire sect.

Tie Men was an extremely stubborn man, unyielding and never yielding to anyone. He knew the Sword God was renowned, but he thought he might not be inferior to him. However, the Sword God broke the "Nine Gang Sword Formation" composed of 108 people from Qingcheng in just half an hour. Only then

did Tie Men realize that his martial arts were far inferior to his opponent's, but his personality was such that he would never admit defeat. He made an agreement with the Sword God to fight a day later. During this day, he entrusted several of Qingcheng's most profound secret manuals and five Jade Snow Pills to his son, telling him to go and seek refuge with his sworn brother, Thousand Hands Sect Master Pang Zheng. He also wrote a letter explaining his relationship with Yi Long and the identity of his biological mother, and instructed his trusted disciple Shen He to help Yi Long escape from the back mountain.

Afterwards, Tie Men found several pills that resembled Jade Snow Pills in appearance and color to pass them off as Jade Snow Pills. A day later, he dueled with the Sword God. After a hundred moves, he was stabbed in the wrist and his sword fell to the ground. Knowing that

the Qingcheng Sword Technique in the "Qingcheng Secret Records" was no match for the opponent's swordsmanship, he challenged the Sword God to a palm technique contest. He was already injured, and this time he lost even faster, losing within thirty moves. Knowing he had no hope of winning, he threw the fake Jade Snow Pills into the furnace in front of the Sword God.

The Sword God, enraged, naturally went on a killing spree. As a result, more than two hundred members of the Qingcheng Sect were slaughtered, and Tie Men was torn to pieces and fed to the dogs. After this battle, the Qingcheng Sect could be said to have been wiped out of the martial arts world. Apart from Wang Yilong and Shen He, only a dozen or so disciples who happened to be traveling outside survived.

Pang Zheng and Tie Men were indeed sworn brothers. After taking in Yi Long and Shen He, Pang Zheng immediately inquired about the Qingcheng Sect and learned that the sect had been wiped out by the Sword God. Pang Zheng was filled with grief and anger, but he also knew that his martial arts were no match for the Sword God. He could only endure humiliation and raise Yi Long. Yi Long learned from Pang Zheng that Tie Men was actually his biological father. Tragically, they had never recognized each other before they were separated by death. Pang Zheng was heartbroken and vowed to kill Feng Wutian to avenge the destruction of the Qingcheng Sect. For ten years, he diligently practiced the "Qingcheng Secret Manual"

and the "Great Dao Profound Finger,"

but his internal strength remained shallow, and his haste made waste.

At the age of 17, Pang Zheng had him practice the "Qingcheng Jade Chamber Technique,"

sending him to frequent brothels. Over the years, he mastered the art of yin-yang cultivation in these brothels, achieving a high level of proficiency. Although he enjoyed the pleasure women brought him, he was always troubled by his lack of progress in martial arts. Pang Zheng then had him learn

a vocal technique from the "Qingcheng Secret Records." He can now imitate the voice of almost anyone he's ever heard, achieving a nine-tenths similarity. This skill was considered a heretical art within the Qingcheng Sect, and few were willing to invest the time to practice it.

Pang Zheng patted his shoulder and said, "Child, many years ago, your godfather joined a mysterious cult called the 'Demon King's Palace.'

Now, your godfather is a protector in the palace, nicknamed 'Nine-Tailed Fox.'" "

The young master of the Demon King's Palace has the world in his heart. The Ming Dynasty is now riddled with holes and it's time for a change of dynasty. This time, the young master has a grand plan for us to implement. This is a great opportunity for you to make your mark. I will find a way to get you involved. Before long, your position in the sect will rise rapidly. When the young master becomes the emperor, we will all be great contributors to the new dynasty."

Yi Long had no loyalty to the Ming Dynasty to begin with, and hearing Pang Zheng's words, he naturally didn't see anything wrong with them. He immediately said, "As my godfather says, it's just about revenge..."

"Hehe, don't worry, I've already devised a plan to kill several birds with one stone this time. We can profit from the bloodshed of those righteous people and the lackeys of the Eastern Depot."

At this moment, a masked man in black pushed open the door. Yi Long was startled and leaped up to strike, but the newcomer casually pushed him back several steps. The man in black sneered, "Nine-Tailed Fox, is this the adopted son of the prodigy you mentioned, Wang Yi Long? His martial arts are so mediocre, what great use is he in my sect?"

Pang Zheng hurriedly knelt down and said, "Thousand-Faced Envoy, this child has acted rashly and offended you. Please, Envoy, do not punish him." He

then pulled Yi Long to kneel down.

The man in black coldly said, "He has benefited greatly from the plan you presented to me, but it involves considerable risk. Can he pull it off?"

Pang Zheng said, "Yi Long's ventriloquism is already superb. Combined with the envoy's disguise skills and his wit, he will surely deceive that vile woman."

Qianmian looked at Yi Long and said, "This matter is of great importance. I want to hear how well he can imitate ventriloquism. Do you remember Feng Wutian's voice? Say a few words for me. "

Yi Long said resentfully, "I'll remember his voice even as a ghost."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and thought for a moment before speaking, "Master Tiemen, I respect you as a senior in the martial arts world. Today, I offer ten thousand gold pieces to exchange for your Jade Snow Pill. If you refuse, I will wipe out your entire family."

"The Qingcheng Sword Formation is nothing special. I will come to test your swordsmanship in a day. If you lose, you must hand over the Jade Snow Pill."

This voice was practically identical to that of Feng Wutian.

"Good, it seems you've indeed put in a lot of effort these past years. We'll have to rely on you two a lot in this plan."

Qianmian's tone became more polite.

"Your Excellency, we need to drag a few more people down with us this time, so we can have more scapegoats and shields."

Pang Zheng said with a sinister smile, his fat face jiggling.

"Alright, then tell me which people you're going to drag down..."

Zi Ning and Zi Mang sat in the courtyard drinking in silence. Today, they had lost to a little girl in front of so many martial arts figures, which was a huge embarrassment. They had hoped that Zi Hua could help them regain their face, but it was only a draw. However, it was obvious to everyone that if Ao Xue were in top form, Zi Hua would definitely lose more often than win. Zi Hua had exhausted a lot of internal energy and rested after adjusting his breathing. The two brothers, however, were so angry that they couldn't sleep and couldn't help but come out to drink and complain.

"Damn it, is this how you just let Senior Brother Ziwei's great grudge go? This is too cowardly! How can our Wudang Sect still have the face to stand in the martial arts world?"

Zi Ning muttered angrily as she drank.

"What skills does this little bitch have? She managed to trick Lord Li and Doctor Zhang into speaking up for her just because of her looks, and she even managed to get the Shaolin Sect to let go of their blood feud with Feng Ze. It's truly an injustice of heaven."

Zi Mang seemed to have forgotten the fact that he had been easily defeated by Ao Xue.

"You two really have the leisure to drink here."

Pang Zheng, with his fat, bear-like body, slowly walked over.

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