[Wuxia] Sword's Hatred and Passion (Complete) - 27

Chapter 59 of Sword's Hatred and Passion: Heavenly Silkworm

Li Yingyang has been plagued by misfortune lately. His son is childless, he has lost an arm, his reputation is ruined, and he was forced by the poisonous rats to kill Zhang Feiyan. His former morality and righteousness have vanished, and he only wants to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible. Seeing Xiaodan lying unconscious on the ground, he is filled with resentment. "It's all because of you, you bitch!" He thrusts his sword straight at Xiaodan, thinking: "Qi Yun'ao, you son of a bitch, even if I can't kill you, I will kill this bitch to vent my hatred. "

Suddenly, a long sword appears from the side and blocks his sword. Li Yingyang looks up and sees that it is his disciple Mo Jing, who betrayed him.

"Bitch, how dare you stop me..."

Li Yingyang's eyes are bloodshot, and his sword strikes like a madman. Mo Jing dares not fight back and can only parry with her sword. Fortunately, Li Yingyang has lost an arm and his strength was greatly depleted in the fight against the rats, so she is able to hold on for a moment.

"You wretch! I taught you martial arts and even intended to marry you to my son, but you've colluded with outsiders to harm me..."

Li Yingyang cursed as he unleashed deadly attacks.

Mo Jing, feeling guilty, parried while saying, "Master, I deserve to die, but Master, you mustn't repeat my mistakes. Miss Chen is innocent, please spare her..."

"Bullshit... If she dies today, you die too..."

Li Yingyang pressed on relentlessly, his sword flashing like lightning. After dozens of exchanges, he had the upper hand.

"Wraith... I'll make sure you die a gruesome death..."

Li Yingyang struck Mo Jing's right wrist with his sword. Mo Jing screamed and dropped her sword. Li Yingyang then kicked her right breast, sending her flying into a large tree, causing leaves to fall.

"Oh... Master... just kill me..."

Mo Jing coughed up blood, her face pale.

“You slut…you want to die…not so easy…”

Li Yingyang was truly insane at this point. He stepped forward and used his sword to pry open the collar of Mo Jing’s tight-fitting clothes, revealing a moon-white undergarment underneath.

“Ah…no…ah…”

Mo Jing covered her chest with her hands, then her shoulders went numb. Li Yingyang had pressed her pressure points, rendering her powerless to struggle. He then snapped her belt and pulled her trousers and underpants down to her calves. The undergarment was also ripped off. The pubic hair between Mo Jing’s legs, which had been shaved off by Er Hu during his defilement, had grown back after several months.

Li Yingyang grinned maliciously and scraped his long sword back and forth across her large breasts, making Mo Jing’s hair stand on end. “You slut, you framed me for defiling you, causing you to suffer a great humiliation in front of all the heroes of the world. Today I will teach you what retribution is. I will indeed defame you, but I will use my sword. Your filthy cunt is not worthy of my penetration.”

With that, he thrust the hilt of his sword hard into Mo Jing’s hairy vagina.

"Oh...oh...oh...ah..."

Mo Jing felt the hard hilt of the sword thrusting in and out of her body. Her body began to convulse and sway involuntarily. Her slender feet, clad in leather boots, rubbed hard against the muddy ground. Soon, the lustful fluid flowing between her legs had soaked the muddy ground between her thighs. Mo Jing's skin turned crimson, and her breathing became rapid. The hilt of the sword, after all, was different from a penis. Even when it hardened, it still retained some softness and elasticity. The cold, hard metal hilt chafed her vaginal walls, causing intense pain mixed with pleasure.

"No...please...please...don't violate me anymore...kill me...waaaah..."

Tears of shame streamed down Mo Jing's face. Her former respected master had become like this, torturing her so madly, which was truly heartbreaking.

"Pah... Didn't you say I humiliated you? I was just doing what you wanted. How many men have you slept with? Hmph, first you seduced my son, then you messed around with those bandits from the Five Tigers gang, making my son lose face, and then you hooked up with that bastard Qi Yun'ao. You keep sleeping with men just because you're a little pretty. Are you satisfied with the men from the Dragon Might Escort Agency?"

Li Yingyang cursed.

"No... I didn't... I didn't sleep with Qi Yun'ao, he's a good person..."

Mo Jing sobbed as she tried to defend herself.

"Bullshit, if he's a good person, am I a bad person? Wasn't it because he slept with me that you conspired with him to frame me? You still dare to say he's a good person? A good person? A good person?"

Li Yingyang was furious and thrust the hilt of his sword into Mo Jing's burning flesh, the pain making Mo Jing's eyes roll back and she couldn't even speak.

"You wretch... speechless now... I'll tear you to pieces today. You deserve this punishment for betraying your master and ancestors..."

Li Yingyang put down his sword, grabbed Mo Jing's right foot, and forcefully ripped off her leather boots, then pulled down her foot bindings and white socks, revealing her delicate, slightly smelly feet. Her fair soles and toes were pale red and covered in sweat. Her five toes were quite long, though not as beautiful as the Liu sisters' feet, they were still considered top-quality.

"Hmph... your feet stink terribly, why keep them..."

Li Yingyang was truly ruthless and merciless, raising his sword and severing Mo Jing's big toe in one stroke...

"Ah... oh my god..."

Mo Jing screamed in agony, a fair big toe lying at her feet, blood gushing from the severed toe. The toes were connected to the heart, and Li Yingyang felt great pleasure at seeing her in such a miserable state. He then swung his sword and chopped off her little toe.

"Master... your disciple deserves to die ten thousand times... I beg you... give me... give me a... a quick death."

Mo Jing, in agony, tears and cold sweat streamed down her face, and she could only desperately plead with Li Yingyang to kill her quickly and relieve her suffering.

"Nonsense, didn't you say you deserve to die ten thousand times? Since you deserve to die ten thousand times, wouldn't it be too merciful of me to slice you to pieces? Hehe, I'll just cut off those bits and pieces from your body one by one. Next, where do you want to go? You can choose, do you want to cut off my breasts or your filthy cunt?"

Li Yingyang brandished his blood-stained longsword, moving it up and down, each touch causing Mo Jing's body to tremble violently.

Li Yingyang swiftly shook the longsword, and Mo Jing felt a chill in her lower body, screaming in terror. She saw that her pubic hair, which had already grown, had been completely shaved off, revealing her pink, peach-like mons pubis. The longsword scraped against the bare, tender peach, leaving a horrifying bloody mark with the slightest force.

"Ah...no...Master...please...don't...don't..."

Mo Jing's lower body injury wasn't serious, but the psychological fear overwhelmed her.

"Hehehe...don't rush, I'll draw a circle first, and then dig it out completely later. That way, you'll never be able to use it to wrap around a man's penis again. Or should we cut here first?"

The long sword picked up the swollen little clitoris between Mo Jing's legs again.

Just one flick upwards and this bitch would immediately faint from the pain, Li Yingyang fantasized maliciously. The clitoris is the source of female pleasure, just like a man's penis, it's the most important and sensitive. Cutting it off would be like castration for a woman, causing her immense pain and preventing her from ever enjoying the ultimate pleasure of intercourse again.

Wait, let's put it off a little longer. Li Yingyang slowly inserted the blade of the long sword into the vaginal wall between Mo Jing's legs. The sharp, cold blade made Mo Jing's body stiffen. She could clearly feel the deathly coldness extending into her body little by little.

"No...no..."

Mo Jing's facial features contorted, she was on the verge of a mental breakdown. The longsword's blade had already penetrated a section of her body; if it went any further, it would surely pierce her uterus and enter her intestines. The girl's lower body felt a surge of heat, and her bladder could no longer hold back. Dark yellow, foul-smelling urine mixed with vaginal fluid gushed out from her body, flowing straight down the sword's edge.

"Hahahaha, you're really useless, you slut, you're just afraid of dying..."

Li Yingyang laughed wildly, a surge of malice rising in his heart. He only wanted to twist the hilt of the sword to crush Mo Jing's lower body, then release her pressure points to watch her writhe and scream in agony on the ground, and then torture her to death bit by bit to vent his hatred.

Just as Li Yingyang was about to turn the hilt of his sword, a jade-like hand suddenly gripped the blade firmly. He looked up and saw Xiaodan, her face as cold as ice.

"What...it's you..."

Li Yingyang was stunned. He had been so focused on torturing Mo Jing that he had forgotten about Xiaodan lying beside him, unaware that she had woken up at some point.

"Hmph, you want to protect this bitch? Fine...I'll make you die together..."

Li Yingyang twisted the hilt with all his might, trying to sever Xiaodan's fingers, but the sword seemed to be cast into her hand, completely immovable.

How could this be? Li Yingyang was filled with shock and anger. In his memory, Xiaodan was just a cunning woman with low internal strength. How could she have made such a sudden and rapid improvement in internal strength in such a short time, just like Qi Yun'ao?

Before he could figure it out, Xiaodan struck him squarely in the chest with lightning speed. He felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and he could no longer hold onto the hilt of his sword. His body flew more than five zhang away and rolled on the ground more than ten times before stopping.

"No...no...ah..."

Li Yingyang coughed up blood, he never dreamed he would be defeated by Xiaodan in a single move.

Xiaodan, her face grim, slowly pulled the long sword out of Mo Jing's body without harming her vaginal walls. Mo Jing was stunned, almost doubting if she was dreaming.

Xiaodan held the long sword, stained with blood, vaginal fluid, and urine, and said, "Li Yingyang, you have gone mad and fallen into the demonic path. If I don't kill you today, you will surely suffer endless troubles in the future."

With that, she flicked her hand, and the long sword in her hand was surrounded by a strange seven-colored energy, instantly turning rusty and black, breaking into more than ten pieces that fell to the ground.

"Ah...this is the evil poison of Miao territory, you...you actually practice such evil arts...you and Qi Yun'ao are indeed of the same demonic path, trying to kill me to silence me? Don't even think about it...I will expose you in front of all the heroes of the world..."

Li Yingyang clutched his chest, struggled to his feet, and stumbled as he ran outside.

Xiao Dan snorted coldly, but Mo Jing cried out in a pitiful voice, "Miss Chen, please let him go. If I hadn't treated him like that, he wouldn't have ended up like this... Oh..."

Her internal injuries were already quite severe, and with both of her toes severed and bleeding profusely, she had been tense just moments before, and now that she relaxed, she immediately fainted.

Xiao Dan sighed, bent down, and made a cut in her own pulse point. She pressed Mo Jing's severed toe against the cut, poured her own blood onto the wound, wrapped it with gauze, and dripped some blood from her pulse point into Mo Jing's mouth. She helped Mo Jing put her clothes back on, placed her palm on Mo Jing's head for a moment, and a surge of black energy flowed from Mo Jing's forehead into Xiao Dan's palm.

Xiaodan sighed, looking at Mo Jing's pale face, "Although you did wrong, you were forced into it. If you hadn't stepped in to save me, I would have died under your master's sword. You no longer owe me anything. The poison in your body has been extracted by me, and you no longer need to be controlled by Zhang Ruoshui, Qianmian, and the others. I will take full responsibility for Uncle Qi's death and won't involve you anymore. It's just that your master..."

Xiaodan glanced in the direction Li Yingyang had fled.

"I really have no reason to let him go. I don't need to chase him anymore because he's already dead..."

Xiaodan said coldly.

Li Yingyang was still running wildly, hoping to find his master, the Tianshan Ancestor, and beg him to give him a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng pill to cure the poison in his body. Then he would ask his master to kill Qi Yun'ao and Chen Xiaodan, those two vile women. With his master's approval, who would dare to oppose the Tianshan Sect? The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He saw two figures, one green and one white, flashing past him, chasing each other fiercely.

The man in white resembled his master. Overjoyed, Li Yingyang rushed after him, wanting to shout, but his mouth gaped open and he couldn't utter a sound. He raised his hand to touch his chin, and his entire jaw fell off.

"Wow...woo..."

Li Yingyang couldn't believe his eyes. Then, his eyeballs popped out and fell to the ground, turning into two thick, foul-smelling objects.

"Woo...woo..."

Unable to see or speak, Li Yingyang could only run wildly. Soon, his legs, hands, and even his clothes turned into a pool of pus and blood. His body writhed desperately on the ground, but he couldn't stop it from dissolving. In no time, the world-renowned Heavenly Eagle Sword, Li Yingyang, turned into a pool of pus and blood, dissolving into the earth and evaporating forever. (Advertisement: 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 the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

The patriarch and the boy were locked in a fierce battle, completely unaware that Li Yingyang had turned into a pile of pus and blood right before their eyes. They were locked in a fierce fight

, neither able to afford to be distracted. Although the patriarch had been injured by Juechen and the Demon Lord, the injury wasn't too severe. Coupled with the potent effects of the ten-thousand-year-old ginseng slices, his emotions had become abnormally heightened. The inability to find the ten-thousand-year-old ginseng king had fueled his extreme rage. The boy's exceptional martial arts skills—surpassing him by a thousand moves and remaining undefeated—were a complete surprise. He vented all his pent-up energy and emotional rage on the boy, wishing he could tear him to pieces to vent his hatred.

The boy in green was also consumed by rage. He had intended to consume the essence of ten thousand poisons to increase his toxicity, but unexpectedly, this old madman had appeared out of nowhere, causing him to lose the essence. He tried to escape, but the old man was like a persistent ghost, relentlessly clinging to him.

"Old ghost... your treasure isn't with me, get out of here and stop bothering me..."

The boy's face was extremely ugly, hoping that the ancestor would leave as soon as possible.

"Bullshit, trying to fool your grandpa, prepare to die..."

The ancestor instantly pushed out three palms in succession, three palm forces layered upon each other, which was a move from the Tianshan Divine Palm called "Yangguan Triple Strike".

The boy split his hands to the left and right, using "Seven Deadly Poisonous Qi"

to meet it with all his might. With a loud bang, the two were separated in mid-air. Blood trickled from the corner of the boy's mouth, clearly indicating that his internal strength was inferior to that of the ancestor. His poison technique was ineffective against the ancestor, so a direct confrontation of internal strength was naturally a great disadvantage.

"Haha, little ghost, you're dead."

The ancestor, having gained the upper hand, was even more unforgiving, his palm strikes like a tide, completely blocking the boy's retreat.

"Old ghost, you forced me to do this..."

The boy's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he could no longer hide his strength. His ten fingers flicked out several strange bursts of energy that shot straight towards the ancestor.

"You brat, you dare try to fool your grandpa with such a petty trick?"

The old ancestor unleashed a powerful palm strike, confident it would shatter the opponent's energy.

Suddenly, the dozen or so energy energies pierced through the old ancestor's powerful palm and wrapped around his arms. The old ancestor had never encountered anything like this in his life and was immediately stunned.

"What the hell is this?"

The old ancestor felt his arms being bound by invisible threads. He suddenly remembered a rare silkworm in the martial world called the Heavenly Silkworm, whose silk was incredibly tough and impervious to swords and blades. Could this child be using Heavenly Silkworm silk?

Hmph, so what if it is Heavenly Silkworm silk? With my unparalleled skill, nothing can bind me. The old ancestor felt relieved and immediately exerted his strength to break the Heavenly Silkworm silk. However, the Heavenly Silkworm silk was infused with the child's internal energy, making it more than ten times tougher than ordinary Heavenly Silkworm silk. Even with the old ancestor's internal energy, he could not break it.

The little boy, a sinister smile on his face, spun around the old man like a top, layer upon layer of celestial silkworm silk shooting out from his fingertips, tightly binding the old man's arms and legs.

After the old man landed, the little boy intensified his efforts, shooting out celestial silkworm silk incessantly. In the blink of an eye, the transparent silkworm silk had completely bound the old man's body, as eerily as a silkworm spinning a

cocoon. "You brat... how dare you use unorthodox techniques to ambush your grandfather... I'll kill you..."

The old man was furious, but the celestial silkworm silk had locked all his joints and muscles tightly, and no matter how high his internal energy was, he could not break free.

After spewing out a large amount of silkworm silk, the young boy also appeared quite exhausted. He gritted his teeth and stomped on the old ancestor's head, saying, "You old codger, I never intended to provoke you, but you brought this on yourself. Today, I'll kill you first and then retrieve my Ten Thousand Poisons Essence."

With that, he slapped the old ancestor hard across the face.

"Ah..."

The old ancestor felt unbearable pain on his face, which immediately swelled up. He regretted his momentary carelessness and falling for the other's ambush. Now, with the old man in the bag, there was no use in being stubborn. He could only use all his internal energy to protect himself.

The young boy struck his face fiercely with both palms, delivering over a hundred blows in one breath. Even with the old ancestor's profound internal energy, his nose was broken, his face was swollen, his front teeth were loose, and he couldn't even open his eyes. The young boy's palms were also badly affected by the backlash from the old ancestor's internal energy.

"Hmph... Old ghost, don't think you can't be killed by me just because you have powerful internal energy..."

The young boy raised his ten fingers, and the silkworm silk, infused with his powerful internal energy, pierced straight into the old ancestor's nose and ears.

The old ancestor felt a sharp pain, like tiny snakes burrowing into his nose and ears. He could only desperately twist his muscular body, but the more he struggled, the tighter the silkworm silk bound him. It seemed the silkworm silk was about to pierce his brain.

The old ancestor was filled with indescribable regret. Who could have imagined that his heroic life would end like this? Now, calming down, he realized that the Ten-Thousand-Year Ginseng King might not necessarily be in the hands of this little monster. He had been blinded by rage and attacked the monster on sight. Now, it was too late for regrets. He was truly filled with despair.

The young boy was seriously injured and had greatly depleted his true energy, but he had personally killed the leader of the Tianshan Sect, which was a great achievement for him. He couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Suddenly, a person shouted from the sky, "Stop..."

A bucket of oil was poured down from the sky. This oil contained extremely strong internal force. The young boy was startled and quickly leaped up to avoid it. The bucket of oil directly soaked the old ancestor.

"Oh no..."

The boy was shocked. This person knew how to break the Heavenly Silkworm Silk. It turned out that although the Heavenly Silkworm Silk was extremely tough and impervious to water and fire, the more one struggled, the tighter it became. However, once it came into contact with oil, it would immediately become extremely soft. Therefore, to break the binding of the Heavenly Silkworm Silk, one only needed to pour oil on it. The person poured a large bucket of oil on the old ancestor. The old ancestor immediately felt the Heavenly Silkworm Silk binding his entire body loosen completely. He shouted and jumped up from the ground, feeling excruciating pain in his bones and muscles. He secretly rejoiced that if the bucket of oil had been poured half a moment later, he would have been killed by the Heavenly Silkworm Silk piercing his brain. He rubbed his swollen eyes and looked up to see a person with flowing sleeves, looking like a god. Who else could it be but the divine physician Zhang Ruoshui?

"Ah? Divine Physician Zhang, you saved me..."

The old ancestor's mouth was immediately filled with blood, making him extremely embarrassed. He had been quite rude to Zhang Ruoshui before, and now he felt both ashamed and grateful.

“Senior, we are kindred spirits. My assistance was merely a small favor, nothing to boast about. Please don’t take it to heart,”

Zhang Ruoshui said humbly.

“What are you saying, Physician Zhang? I… no, I was extremely rude to you that day, and now that you have saved my life, I will repay your kindness in the future.”

Although the patriarch was arrogant and domineering, he also valued gratitude deeply. He had saved Tie Furong because he owed her father, Tie Danxin, a favor. Now that Zhang Ruoshui had saved his life, he was determined to repay this life-saving grace in the future.

Zhang Ruoshui smiled and turned to walk towards the child. The patriarch hurriedly stepped forward and said, “Physician, be careful! This brat is skilled in unorthodox methods and is extremely hateful. I will kill him with one palm.”

He remembered the humiliation he had suffered earlier and couldn’t help but want to kill the brat and tear him to shreds. At this moment, he was covered in oil, and his Heavenly Silkworm Silk was useless.

Seeing the two of them attack together, the boy became wary and prepared to flee immediately.

"Senior, I'd like to say a few words to this young man..."

Zhang Ruoshui waved his hand and stepped forward, stopping three feet in front of the boy. The patriarch, meanwhile, was fully focused, ready to intervene immediately if the boy tried to harm Zhang Ruoshui.

"Hmph, I have no grudge against you, why are you interfering with my plans..."

Seeing Zhang Ruoshui's unfathomable demeanor, the boy dared not attack rashly; facing two opponents alone, he was certain to lose.

"Young man, the skill you just used was the long-lost Heavenly Silkworm Demon Art of Miao territory, wasn't it..."

Zhang Ruoshui said in a low voice.

The boy was startled, rolled his eyes, and coldly said, "So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"

"I've heard that this divine skill is extremely difficult to cultivate, requiring the use of celestial silkworms and various poisonous insects. Upon initial mastery, one's entire body will expel celestial silkworm silk to envelop oneself, then undergo a complete transformation of tendons and bones, even possessing the miraculous effect of rejuvenation. After a second round of cocoon-swallowing to complete the skill, one's power will surge, making muscles and bones even stronger than before, and even capable of bringing the dead back to life. I heard that the last person to obtain this divine skill was the Ten Thousand Poison Demon Lord of Miao territory, but today I didn't see him use it before dying at the hands of the Ancestor and Juechen. Strangely, this divine skill appeared on the boy who served him; truly strange..."

Zhang Ruoshui chuckled softly.

"Hmph, my master is skilled in poison arts, hence passing this divine skill to me. You want to interfere with that too?"

the boy retorted angrily.

"Of course it's none of my business, but why is the Demon Lord doing this? I heard that the Demon Lord had a junior brother named Wan Du Mo Xiao, who was defeated by him and then disappeared. And there is a strange thing in this world called the Seven Emotions Gu. Once planted, it can make people obey the Gu master's every word..."

Zhang Ruoshui deliberately stopped talking and just stared at the child.

"What exactly are you trying to say..."

The child seemed to be exasperated, his hands trembling slightly, as if his secret had been exposed. The Heavenly

Silkworm Silk was ready to be unleashed. "Little brother, don't be nervous. You and this senior just have some misunderstandings. Let's clear things up. Your Heavenly Silkworm Silk's fear of oil is a major weakness. I can find a way to eliminate this weakness so that your Heavenly Silkworm Silk won't soften when it comes into contact with oil, and it can also accelerate your second transformation process."

Zhang Ruoshui said sincerely.

"What? Why are you helping me? What are you planning?"

The child asked suspiciously.

"In the world of martial arts, having more friends means having more paths, while having more enemies means having more walls to block your way. Why should we become enemies when we can be friends? It's not worth it for you and the Ancestor to fight to the death over such a trivial matter,"

Zhang Ruoshui sighed.

"I didn't want to fight him at all. He came at me right away, chasing after me and accusing me of stealing his treasure. I didn't have it on me at all. It was his unreasonable behavior that caused me to lose my treasure,"

Xiaotong said, glaring at the Ancestor.

"Hmph..."

The Ancestor had also noticed that he couldn't smell the scent of Ginseng King on Xiaotong. He estimated that Ginseng King wouldn't have been able to escape for more than half a mile before its restraints kicked in and it was too weak to escape. His sense of smell was extremely keen; even if Ginseng King had escaped several miles away, he would have been able to smell it

. Now, however, he could no longer detect its scent, which puzzled and frustrated him. "Since it's a misunderstanding, let's clear it up. We can still turn hostility into friendship and have a good drink together. Why not?"

Zhang Ruoshui said, stroking his beard.

The battle in the main hall had reached a fever pitch. Even Liao En, who had initially intended to remain neutral, was forced to join the fray in this chaotic situation. However, she avoided engaging the more formidable opponents; her monk's robes, overlaid with the Hundred Battles Immortal Robe, combined with her Azure Rainbow Sword, made dealing with the weaker Eastern Depot henchmen incredibly easy.

Meanwhile, Yun Ao and Liu Xingzhi had exchanged a thousand blows. While Liu Xingzhi had previously been able to easily defeat Yun Ao, this time he felt that Yun Ao's internal energy was even greater than his own, with endless layers of invisible blade energy. Fortunately, his experience allowed him to maintain his defense.

Zheng Yuan and several trusted retainers of the Li family also wielded their judge's pens to protect Li Mu from assassination. Later, Jue Bei

and Jue Ku also drew their pens to protect him, making it difficult for anyone to get close. Wan Hao, alone with his sword, fought against the combined forces of Chang Feng and Gu Baichuan. One was a rebellious son, the other a traitor; Wan Hao naturally wanted to personally take charge of the household. He had suffered many setbacks recently and had become quite haggard, but driven by anger, hatred, and power, his spirits soared. He wielded the "Heavenly Dragon Divine Sword Technique"

with incredible speed, combined with the "Dragon Tiger Roar Internal Energy,"

holding his own against the two.

Chang Feng, whose swordsmanship was originally quite good, had learned many insidious sword techniques from Cao Jie during this time. Gu Chang Feng's Gu family leg techniques were also unparalleled in the martial arts world, but after a prolonged battle with Wan Hao, he gradually found himself at a disadvantage.

Bai Chuan, equally sinister, shouted, "Chief Escort, Changfeng is your own son! How dare you poison him? Even tigers don't eat their cubs!"

Changfeng hurriedly replied, "Father, I was wrong. I was forced into this. Please stop pressuring me."

Wan Hao angrily retorted, "Stop with the sweet talk! You already severed our father-son relationship, and now you're trying to acknowledge me again? It's utterly shameless! You've killed so many people; today I will give them justice!"

With that, his swordplay intensified.

The addition of Zi Hua and Xin Yi to the battle greatly increased the strength of the opposing forces. Zi Hua's swordsmanship was superb and lightning-fast; in the blink of an eye, she had already killed dozens of Dongchang henchmen and two Wan Du Sect disciples. Seeing their junior brother killed, the centipede and toad, their eyes turning red, both charged forward to attack Zi Hua.

Having experienced countless battles, Zi Hua immediately recognized the two as masters of poison. He wielded the True Martial Sword with impenetrable skill, unleashing the "Holy Extreme Wheel"

followed by the "Tai Chi Sword."

Countless rings of light enveloped the two evil ones, leaving them dazzled and unsure how to respond. They could only hurl countless poisonous creatures, which instantly vanished upon entering the rings.

Seeing the danger, the centipede shouted, "Junior brother, retreat quickly..."

The toad, oblivious to his own mortality, thought his Toad Kung Fu made him impervious to blades and spears. He figured he could simply take a few blows, close the distance, and spit his venom—why not kill the old Taoist? He channeled his Toad Kung Fu throughout his body, making his skin as hard as iron, and plunged into the rings of light.

In an instant, the toad felt excruciating pain, as if his entire body was being torn apart. The venom he held in his mouth was never released; he was instantly killed by the Tai Chi Sword rings, his body shattered into pieces.

"Junior Brother..."

The centipede and toad, as close as brothers, were enraged by his gruesome death. They unleashed countless centipedes from their hands, attacking Zihua in a curved arc. Zihua's Tai Chi sword circle was impregnable, tearing the centipedes to pieces.

Suddenly, Zihua felt a sharp pain in his legs. Turning around, he saw two large green centipedes biting his knees. His legs buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, feeling poison rapidly rising from his knees. He struck down the two green centipedes with his palms and quickly pressed acupoints on his legs to stop the poison from spreading.

It turned out that the green centipedes the centipede had released were two burrowing centipedes he had raised for many years. They could burrow into the ground in a short time to ambush opponents from below. He rarely used this trump card, but this time, to avenge the toad, he didn't care about such things.

"Haha, you old bastard, no matter how high your martial arts are, my precious poison will make you die without a burial place. If you know what's good for you, cut off your own legs..."

the centipede laughed smugly. Seeing Zi Hua sitting cross-legged on the ground, white steam rising from his head, black blood seeping from the bite wounds on his legs,

he was clearly exerting all his strength to expel the poison. Oh no! This old bastard's skill is so high. It looks like he'll be able to expel the poisonous blood in a little while. He must kill him before he finishes his work. The centipede gritted his teeth and threw all the remaining poison from his sleeve at Zi Hua, simultaneously spun around behind him and unleashed "Centipede Claw,"

viciously clawing at Zi Hua's temples, intending to kill him instantly.

Unexpectedly, Zi Hua suddenly opened his eyes, his left palm drawing a circle, blocking all the poison attacking from the front three feet away. He then threw the Zhenwu Sword backward. A scream of

"Ah..."

rang out as the centipede was pierced through by the Zhenwu Sword, carried five or six feet away, and nailed to a wall, dying with his eyes wide open.

Although the centipede's venom was potent, it was far less potent than the "Seven Deadly Poisons."

Zi Hua was poisoned but not in mortal danger. With his internal energy, it would take him at most half an hour to expel the poison. However, the centipede's poisoning methods were unpredictable, and no one knew how many more tricks it had up its sleeve. Therefore, it feigned severe poisoning to lure him closer, successfully pinning him to death with a single sword strike. Zi Hua struggled to suppress the poison , immediately rising to retrieve the Zhenwu Sword from the centipede's corpse and resuming

his battle against the evil forces, though his legs had become weak and his movements slowed. Dong San Niang fought Fan Gai, constantly teasing him to distract him. She wielded her willow-leaf twin blades with dazzling speed, occasionally launching poisoned hidden weapons. Fan Gai, a composed man, wielded his halberd with incredible speed. His weapon held a significant advantage, preventing Dong San Niang from getting close and forcing her to retreat repeatedly.

Cui Yingyuan's steel hammer was powerful and heavy, but Zi Mang was also proficient in Tai Chi swordsmanship, using minimal force to deflect

maximum force. After hundreds of exchanges, Zi Mang gradually gained the upper hand. Cui Yingyuan felt his hammer becoming increasingly heavy and wanted to smash his opponent's longsword in two, but Zi Mang would not fight him head-on. Jiang Chengfeng's palms flew, his Wind and Thunder Palm containing the power of wind and thunder, while Meng Wei transformed his palms into blades, his iron arms directly blocking his opponent's Wind and Thunder Palm. The two were evenly matched, and after a long battle, it was difficult to determine a winner. Jue Wu

's martial arts and internal strength were originally superior to Qin Kang's, but after losing an arm to the Sword God, his martial arts were greatly reduced. Qin Kang used his lightness skill to circle around him, fighting relentlessly, and the two were also locked in a stalemate.

Meanwhile, Madam Min confronted Lian Xinyi. The two women were sworn enemies, their eyes blazing with hatred. Lian Xinyi cursed, "You vile woman, hand over my two junior sisters and I'll spare your dog's life!"

Madam Min sneered, "Your two junior sisters? How would I remember who they are? Those goods I sent out changed hands several times, who knows which brothel they ended up in. Now they're probably being pampered by some patron to the point of ecstasy. Are you so concerned about them because you want to join them in bed, serving them and enjoying the pleasure of being penetrated? Speaking of which, last time I only touched Lady Lian's little hole and feet and you couldn't handle it, spraying my hands all over with your juices. You'd be quite suited to be a prostitute!"

"You harlot... shut up!"

Xin Yi recalled the humiliation of being captured by Xin Yi due to her carelessness last time, being caressed in her lower body, and having cucumbers inserted into her lower body by two henchmen along the way. She was filled with shame and anger. Although Madam Min's martial arts were inferior to Xin Yi's, she was cunning and deliberately provoked her anger, preparing to use a poisonous scheme to kill her. Seeing that her opponent had fallen for the trap, she was overjoyed and was about to throw a handful of poison powder.

Suddenly, a green light flashed in Xin Yi's eyes and she said, "Stand still..."

Madam Min immediately stiffened, inexplicably frozen in place, her mind completely devoid of any will to resist.

"Speak... where are my junior sisters and the others..."

Xin Yi also used mind control to manipulate Madam Min's mind.

"They... they were sold to a brothel in Shaanxi by me..."

Madam Min said, her eyes blank, each word distinct.

"Which brothel? Tell me quickly..."

Xin Yi urged.

"I don't know, it was my subordinate Wang Kui who handled it. He's at my estate and hasn't come to the capital..."

Madam Min said truthfully.

Xinyi thought for a moment and then pressed Madam Min's pressure points, kicking her to the corner. Finding her two junior sisters still depended on her, so she spared her life for now.

Tianyou joined the battle and also used his newly mastered "Blood Dissolving Soul Palm."

He blasted the Eastern Depot henchmen in front of him, sending their limbs flying and intestines spilling out. His methods were extremely cruel. He was covered in blood and felt that this palm technique was indeed more powerful the more people he killed. For a moment, his bloodlust surged and he laughed wildly. Li Mu couldn't help but frown and wonder when Doctor Lu had mastered such a cruel palm technique?

By this time, Yun Ao and Liu Xing had exchanged thousands of blows, both drenched in sweat. Liu Xing was growing impatient; he was a renowned figure in the martial arts world, yet he couldn't defeat a junior after so many moves. If word got out, wouldn't he lose all his prestige?

Thinking this, Liu Xing suddenly leaped over three zhang high, looking down at Yun Ao with a powerful aura—

the starting stance of his signature move, "Great Handprint."

Yun Ao, knowing the power of this move, quickly channeled his "Formless Divine Skill"

to its peak, gripping his sword hilt tightly, ready for battle.

Suddenly, several bricks a zhang behind Yun Ao flipped up, and a black-clad ninja leaped out, shooting a hidden weapon at his back. Yun Ao, hearing everything around him, quickly channeled his invisible sword energy to deflect the weapon. Several loud

"booms" were heard

. Yun Ao felt a heat on his back and a sweet taste in his throat, immediately suffering internal injuries. It turned out that Dong San Niang's hidden weapons contained several thunderfire bombs. Yun Ao, caught off guard, used his sword energy to destroy the thunderfire bombs, but was injured by the hidden explosives. The ninja had just succeeded in his attack and was about to attack again when Xin Yi arrived in time to block him. He had no choice but to draw his Japanese sword and fight Xin Yi.

Seeing this, Meteor was overjoyed and seized the opportunity. He struck down with all his might with his palm. Yun Ao's internal energy was out of control, but he had no way to dodge. He could only use the remaining power to release an invisible sword energy to meet the opponent's "Great Handprint".

In an instant, palm energy and sword energy shot out wildly in all directions, forcing everyone within three zhang to retreat. Meteor gained the upper hand and the continuous palm energy pressed down on Yun Ao's arms, making them numb and his internal organs churn. If he hadn't been ambushed by Dong San Niang's thunderfire bombs earlier, he would not have been in such a bad state.

"Boy, prepare to die..."

Meteor, feeling utterly confident of victory, unleashed a massive handprint that repeatedly pierced through Yun Ao's net of blades, striking his chest.

"Ugh..."

Yun Ao finally succumbed, coughing up blood as his net of blades collapsed, his body crashing heavily to the ground, cracking several bricks.

At this moment, Tianyou was not far away, seeing him seriously injured and in danger. A thought crossed his mind, and he took a step forward, but immediately stopped himself, thinking: What does this have to do with me? This kid is still entangled with Xiaodan, and it's possible that Xiaodan still has feelings for him. Although I promised Xiaodan I wouldn't make things difficult for him anymore, I have no reason to save him. Wouldn't it be best to let him die at the hands of the Eastern Depot's people? So he stood by and watched him die.

"Yun Ao..."

Xinyi was terrified. In a moment of distraction, she was struck hard on the shoulder by the opponent, the blade almost embedding itself in her shoulder bone. She endured the excruciating pain and kicked the ninja squarely in the chest.

The ninja coughed up blood and flew backward. His katana had pierced Xin Yi's shoulder bone, and she didn't have time to pull it out. She thrust her sword at Liu Xing, using the "Golden Buddha Lamp" move from the Emei sword technique. It

was extremely powerful, and although it exposed many openings when it was used, it still forced the opponent to take the hit.

Liu Xing saw that he could kill Yun Ao with another palm strike, but at this moment, Xin Yi attacked recklessly. The sword's momentum was so strong that even with his protective aura, he would probably be seriously injured if he took the hit head-on. After weighing the options, he turned around and clamped his hands together to catch Xin Yi's deadly sword. Even so, he felt great pain between his palms, and Xin Yi's long sword was also trapped by his hands and could not advance any further.

"You slut, you're asking for death..."

Liu Xing was furious and had no more mercy. He used all his strength to kick Xin Yi's private parts between her legs.

"Ah..."

Xin Yi screamed in agony, her jade-like body flying more than two zhang high before crashing heavily to the ground. The Japanese sword embedded in her shoulder was also jolted off by the impact, spraying blood everywhere.

Xin Yi's face contorted in pain as she rolled on the ground, clutching her genitals, writhing in agony. She felt as if her lower body was about to split open, her body involuntarily curling up and her legs trembling violently. One of her embroidered shoes had fallen off, revealing her snow-white bare foot, which slid across the ground, getting stained with mud.

"Xin Yi..."

Yun Ao was enraged to see Xin Yi injured by Liu Xing while saving him. He tried to get up despite the pain, but Liu Xing stepped on him.

"You brat, your woman is quite pretty. She risked her life to save you. Don't worry, this kick won't kill her. After I kill you, I'll enjoy her body to my heart's content. After I'm done with her, I'll hand her over to the brothers of the Eastern Depot."

Liu Xing leered.

"You beast, if you dare touch her, I'll haunt you even as a ghost..."

Yun Ao tried to stand up, but he couldn't move an inch.

"Haha, even on the verge of death, you still try to fool a three-year-old with these kinds of words? You weren't my match when you were human, and even as a ghost, you're a useless cuckold. How dare you come looking for me to take your life? Die..."

After mocking Yun Ao for a while, Meteor slammed his palm down towards his face.

"No..."

Xin Yi was in excruciating pain in her lower body. She could barely sit up but couldn't stand up at all. Seeing Yun Ao about to die under Meteor's palm, she was powerless to save him. Unbeknownst to her, the ninja had already picked up his katana and was slashing at the back of her neck.

"Be careful..."

Zi Hua arrived at this moment, but it was too late to save Xin Yi who was closest to him. He cut the ninja in two with his sword, but it was too late to save Yun Ao.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed. A slender man in black appeared behind Meteor with lightning speed and struck out with his palm. Meteor was shocked and raised his palm to meet it. When their palms collided, Meteor was actually knocked back more than ten feet, while the man in black only took three steps back.

"Who are you?"

Meteor felt a tingling numbness in his right palm, his heart filled with shock. This person's internal strength was probably no less than that of the Sword God, but he didn't know who this expert was.

The man in black glanced at Yun Ao, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back. Without uttering a word, he pounced on Meteor with lightning speed, his eyes blazing with fury, his hands displaying seven-colored poisonous energy.

"Are you from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect? Why are you my enemy?"

Meteor recognized the other's poisonous skills as the Ten Thousand Poisons Demon Lord's ultimate technique, "Seven Deadly Poisonous Strike."

He didn't understand why this person wanted to save Yun Ao and acted as if he had a deep-seated hatred for him.

The man in black's jade-like hand moved swiftly, his poisonous energy seemingly possessing a life force, directly attacking Meteor. Meteor had no choice but to unleash his full power in a powerful handprint to meet the attack head-on. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of blows. The newcomer's martial arts skills were clearly inferior to Meteor's, but his superior internal strength and potent poison technique

gave him an edge. Having suffered at the hands of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect before, Meteor dared not approach. Although his handprint could seal the acupoints and meridians in his palms, the "Seven Deadly Poisons" was the most potent poison in the world, and in the blink of an eye, it had already caused his hands to tingle and itch unbearably.

Yun Ao struggled to his feet and helped Xin Yi, who was still clutching her groin and writhing in pain. Xin Yi was pale, large beads of cold sweat dripping from her forehead, indicating the depth of her suffering. Her shoulder injury was severe, bleeding profusely. Yun Ao quickly tried to stop the bleeding by applying pressure to her acupoints, but since her injury was in her groin, he couldn't use his internal energy to massage her. He could only whisper, "I'm sorry, Xin Yi, it's my incompetence that has caused you suffering..."

"No...it's alright..."

Xin Yi managed a weak smile, seeing Yun Ao's concern for her injury. Although her wound was painful, her heart was filled with sweetness. She could only manage a weak smile, but the pain in her lower body was so intense that she still couldn't stand up.

At this moment, Zi Hua, enduring the poison wound on her leg, also stepped forward to attack Liu Xing. Liu Xing was already struggling against just one black-clad man, let alone with Zi Hua added to the fray. Well, even fleeing was better than being hacked to pieces by these righteous people.

Liu Xing made up his mind and unleashed several powerful palm strikes, shouting, "Third Sister, stop lingering! Let's go..."

With that, he turned and ran.

Dong San Niang could no longer withstand Fan Gai's halberd. Seeing Liu Xing flee, how could she not run away? Jiang Chengfeng realized that his comrades who were on the same boat also abandoned their opponents and fled with the two. Originally, the Eastern Depot had a numerical advantage of several times, but because these main forces were unwilling to fight, the other henchmen had already suffered more than half casualties. Cui Yingyuan swung his hammer to force Zi Mang away and thought: Anyway, it was Liu Xing and his buddies who fled first. When the time comes, the crime of desertion can be pinned on them. I can say that I fought hard until the very end before I had no choice but to retreat.

He roared, "Men, spare these traitors' lives for now, we'll deal with them next time!"

He turned and fled. The other Eastern Depot and Embroidered Uniform Guards, already exhausted from the fighting, saw him escape and wished they had more legs. They dropped their weapons and fled, while the entire Li family pursued them relentlessly, leaving corpses strewn across the ground.

Changfeng and Baichuan also tried to escape in the chaos, but Wanhao held them back. Baichuan used the Gu family's signature move, "Three-Legged Kick,"

attempting to force Wanhao away with three consecutive kicks. However, Wanhao knew this move inside and out. Taking advantage of Baichuan's momentary weakness after the kicks, Wanhao slashed down with his sword, severing Baichuan's right leg at the root.

"Ah..."

Baichuan screamed, clutching his severed leg and rolling on the ground. Wanhao, though hating him, also remembered his years of service and didn't want him to suffer any more. He plunged his sword into Baichuan's heart, giving him a quick death. Turning back to Changfeng, Baichuan saw that he had lost all will to fight and his legs were weak.

"Clang..."

Changfeng threw down his sword and knelt down on the spot, pleading, "Father... please spare me! I was forced into this! They forced me to harm you! I didn't want to!"

"Bah... Back then, you were lustful and obsessed with prostitutes, so you killed that magistrate and caused this disaster. I initially forgave you because you were framed by Cao Jie and Dong San Niang, but instead of repenting, you colluded with them and led us into a deadly trap. You disloyal, unfilial, heartless, and unjust beast! I raised you for twenty years in vain, only to raise such a rebellious son. I'll pretend I never had a son like you!"

Wanhao pointed his sword at Changfeng's heart, tears streaming down his face as he cursed.

Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, Changfeng hardened his heart and cursed, "What right do you have to kill me? Before Mother died, she told you to take good care of me. Did you? Where were you when I was framed and tortured by that perverted villain, wishing I were dead? Didn't he offer me a deal: hand over the Jade Snow Pill and your internal energy sword technique? Why didn't you give it to him? Are these material possessions more important than your son's life?"

"You...you shut up...How can the family martial arts passed down from your grandfather fall into the hands of the eunuchs of the Eastern Depot? The Jade Snow Pill is a shipment transported by the Dragon Might Escort Agency; how can it be lost? Don't make any more excuses. I will not let you go today."

"Hmph... I'm making excuses? Is the Jade Snow Pill more important than the extinction of the Zhan family line? What about the Heavenly Dragon Divine Sword Technique and the Dragon Tiger Roar Qi Gong? They sound impressive, but in the martial world, they're just second-rate martial arts. How many moves could you possibly last against the Sword God? Yet you value them more than my life, and easily passed them on to Qi Yun'ao. What is he? Just a servant. In your eyes, he's more important than me, your own son. You don't care about me at all, so why should I bother with any sentimentality?"

Changfeng roared hoarsely.

"Yun'ao is kind and upright by nature, with a chivalrous heart. And you? You're cowardly, betraying your father and friends. You can never compare to him in this lifetime. Stop with your sophistry, give me your life!"

Wanhao steeled himself and plunged his sword into Changfeng's chest.

"Oh my god... Oh my god, look down there! This guy is trying to kill me... Oh my god..."

Changfeng felt a sharp pain in his chest and cried out in despair.

Wanhao, remembering his deceased wife, also felt his vision blur. His sword, already two-tenths inch deep, had lost its strength and he couldn't pierce any further.

Changfeng sensed that Wanhao's sword was no longer penetrating and knew he was still showing her mercy. He grabbed his trousers and loosened his belt, saying, "Look for yourself! What did that pervert do to me? My precious thing is gone just like that. I haven't even slept with a woman yet..."

Wanhao turned his head, unable to bear looking at his castrated lower body, but unexpectedly, Changfeng had a tube of poisoned needles strapped to his lower body. With a press of a mechanism, a long stream of poisoned needles shot straight at Wanhao.

Just as Wanhao was about to die from the needles, Yun Ao, who was standing nearby, noticed something was wrong and unleashed an invisible blade of energy. This move perfectly blocked the needles in front of Wanhao without killing him at all.

Changfeng's last move failed, and without even pulling up his pants, he pulled his body away from the sword and tried to escape by flipping over. Wanhao, not expecting that his momentary mercy would be met with such a vicious attack, felt both ashamed and furious. This time, he showed no mercy and thrust his sword with all his might, piercing Changfeng's chest and killing him instantly.

"Oh..."

Changfeng's eyes widened, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He said, "I...I hate you..."

His head lolled to the side, and he collapsed into Wanhao's arms.

"Changfeng...you beast...I gave birth to you, and now I'm sending you to the underworld...If you are reborn as a human, don't forget to be a good person..."

Wanhao held Changfeng's body and wept bitterly. Yun Ao, supporting Xinyi, slowly walked to his side, his heart breaking at the sight of the father and son's tragic state.

"Chief镖头, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Don't be too sad. Changfeng wasn't inherently bad; he was just misled by Cao Jie and the others and made a terrible mistake. I will definitely kill Cao Jie and the others to avenge him..."

Yun Ao said.

"Then...where is that man in black?"

Xin Yi looked around, and Yun Ao was also puzzled. The poison master who had saved her had mysteriously disappeared? The man's figure looked like a woman's, and...it looked a lot like her?

Yun Ao couldn't help but shake his head. Impossible, how could her martial arts have defeated Meteor? He must have seen wrong.

This bloody battle reduced the strength of the Li family's anti-eunuch alliance by two-thirds. Most of the survivors were highly skilled masters, but most of them were injured. Even the highly respected senior, Cibei Feiyan, died in battle. Zihua's legs were poisoned, but Zhang Ruoshui treated her and she was fine. Tianyou helped Zhang Ruoshui treat the wounded. The naked Xiao Feng quietly slipped down from the roof, picked up the clothes from the corpses on the ground, put them on, and then, along with Zilong, carried the unconscious Furong into the room. The patriarch couldn't find his eldest disciple, Li Yingyang, and faced with everyone's accusations, he could only brace himself, close the door, and pretend not to hear.

Li Yingyang, Mo Jing, Xiao Dan, and En all mysteriously disappeared. Yun Ao was anxious but helpless. Wan Hao fainted after killing his son, so Yun Ao had to take care of him properly. Li Mu also sent someone to look after him.

In this battle, Yun Ao killed countless henchmen of the Eastern Depot, finally eliminating the suspicion of an internal traitor. Li Mu, suspicious of people, ordered Zheng Yuan to lift the surveillance on Yun Ao. He paced back and forth in his room, then went to the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky, feeling a deep sadness.

So much had happened during this time. His father and sworn brother were killed by villains, and he was ashamed that he still couldn't avenge them. Chang Feng, stubborn and unrepentant, died by the chief镖头's sword. Although he deserved his fate, they had grown up together, and watching him fall into depravity and ultimately destroy himself, while he was powerless to stop it, also caused him heartache. And Xiao Dan…

Yun Ao gripped the windowsill, his heart aching. Why did you suddenly change your mind? No, Xiao Dan is not that kind of person. She must have something she couldn't say.

As he thought about it, Xin Yi's face suddenly appeared in his mind. She had been seriously injured because of him today, and he wondered how she was doing.

Concerned about Xin Yi's injuries, Yun Ao went outside to her courtyard. After a moment's thought, he went in and knocked on the door.

"Who is it…"

Xin Yi's voice came from inside.

"It's me, Qi Yun Ao. I… I came to check on your injuries…"

Yun Ao said.

"Ah… quickly… come in quickly…"

Xin Yi's voice was clearly filled with surprise.

Yun Ao hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open. He saw Xin Yi in a pink nightgown, half-sitting on the bed, her lower body covered by a quilt, a bandage clearly wrapped around her shoulder.

Yun Ao walked over and sat down by the bed, speaking softly, "If you hadn't risked your life to save me today, I would have almost died at the hands of that scoundrel, Meteor. I… it's all my fault…"

"No… don't say that. You should thank that man in black. Fortunately, she was the one who fought off Meteor. I suspect she is actually…"

Xin Yi frowned slightly and didn't continue.

Yun Ao knew she wanted to talk about Xiao Dan, and not wanting to delve further into the matter, he quickly asked, "How are you injured?"

"The wound on my shoulder has been treated with the best wound medicine from Emei. This shoulder probably won't be able to function properly for the rest of the month, but it's alright. That bitch surnamed Min who kidnapped my junior sister has been captured by me. I need her to find my two junior sisters..."

Xin Yi's face showed a slight joy.

"Yes, that's really good news. It's just that your master has also disappeared this time. Don't worry, your master is very lucky, and she will definitely be alright."

Yun Ao comforted Xin Yi.

Xin Yi sighed and said, "Yun Ao, my master... she's not as upright as people think. There are some things I don't know whether I should say or not. If I say them, I might regret it for the rest of my life, but if I don't say them, I'll still regret it for the rest of my life."

Xin Yi said worriedly.

Seeing Xinyi's appearance, Yun Ao felt a surge of pity. He felt that Xinyi's sorrowful state was very similar to Xiaodan's. He couldn't help but hold her small hand and said, "You should decide whether to say it or not after you've made up your mind. Don't force yourself to do things you don't want to do."

A green light flashed in Xinyi's eyes, and she looked up at Yun Ao with a charming smile, which stunned him. A delicate and charming aura emanated from Xinyi. She grabbed his large hand and said, "Yun Ao, I... I'm injured in my lower body... It hurts a lot there... I haven't had anyone treat me... Could you... could you use your internal energy to massage it for me?"

"Ah...this..."

Yun Ao was stunned, not expecting Xin Yi to say such a thing. Xin Yi blushed like a ripe apple and stammered, "Today...today I...my whole body has been...you've seen everything...you just need to heal my wounds, you don't need to see anything..."

Yun Ao took a deep breath and said, "Xin Yi, if you trust me, then...I'll...I'll help you...help you..."

Xin Yi knew he had agreed and was both happy and nervous. She slowly lifted the blanket, revealing her legs in pink pajama bottoms. She slowly unbuckled her belt and pulled down her pants, revealing dark pubic hair and her snow-white crotch. Xin Yi wasn't wearing any underwear.

Yun Ao felt a surge of heat. He saw that Xin Yi's genitals were swollen and bruised, clearly injured by Liu Xing's kick. Xin Yi lowered her head shyly and said, "I...I only have one pair of underwear...you'll...you'll help me..."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Yun Ao closed his eyes, trying to calm his wildly beating heart, and slowly placed his right hand on Xin Yi's genitals.

"Oh..."

Xin Yi couldn't help but groan softly, her pain tinged with a hint of shyness.

"I...I'm going to use my inner energy...If you can't take it, just tell me to stop..."

Yun Ao felt as if he had touched a clump of grass, and on that grass was a soft, tender half-ripe peach; he was afraid of crushing it if he touched it.

Yun Ao tried to clear his mind of any wicked thoughts, channeling his inner energy into his palm and continuously channeling it into Xin Yi's lower body.

Xin Yi felt a surge of heat rush from her lower body into her perineum, the energy coursing through all the acupoints in her lower body. She couldn't help but cling to the bed with both hands, her legs straightening, her toes tracing patterns on the sheets, her body convulsing uncontrollably, her beautiful eyes glazed over, her teeth clenched as if she had lost control.

Unaware that his Wuxiang Divine Skill, intended to heal Xinyi, had instead aroused her desire, Yun Ao focused solely on circulating his internal energy. After an incense stick's time, Yun Ao felt the jade peach in his hand swell even more, continuously overflowing with viscous liquid. His crotch felt increasingly tight, while Xinyi, unable to bear it any longer, felt a burning heat in her lower abdomen. Her chin arched upwards, and she put her fingers in her mouth, chewing them. Her jade body writhed desperately, trying to release the raging lust within her. One of her slender jade feet pressed against Yun Ao's crotch.

"Ah...this..."

Yun Ao felt his already swollen penis become even thicker and harder after being stepped on by her jade foot. Xinyi became even more proactive, skillfully and quickly unbuckling Yun Ao's belt with her jade toes, pulling down his trousers and underpants. His thick, dark penis sprang out, almost knocking Xinyi's jade foot away.

"Ah... Xinyi... you... you can't..."

Yun Ao was completely at a loss. Xinyi's soft, jade-like feet were rubbing rapidly against his penis. He tried to pull his hand back from Xinyi's vulva, but he felt a sudden tightening as Xinyi clamped his crotch between her legs. He could only use his other hand to pinch one of Xinyi's jade-like feet, feeling its smooth, soft, and boneless texture. The sole of her foot seemed to be covered in mud. Yun Ao suddenly had an urge to put her foot in his mouth and bite it hard.

What's wrong with me? What's wrong with Xinyi? No... I can't go on like this, I... I...

Yun Ao wanted to stop all of this immediately, but his body seemed to betray his will. The hand that Xinyi had clamped between her legs began to knead her lovely vulva forcefully, while his other hand gripped her jade-like foot and rubbed it against his penis. His thick, dark penis had become engorged with veins, and the dark glans was becoming increasingly red. With a

"plop,"

Yun Ao's penis ejaculated a large amount of white semen, which shot directly onto Xin Yi's jade-like feet. At the same time, the blood from Xin Yi's genitals, which he had been stimulating, mixed with her vaginal fluids, sprayed onto Yun Ao's palm. The originally purplish-black genitals had returned to a tender red, and the injury had completely disappeared.

"Oh...oh...oh..."

Xin Yi was already in a daze of passion and disregarded everything, grabbing Yun Ao's fragrant lips and kissing his big mouth.

"Mmm...mmm...wait...mmm..."

Yun Ao wanted to push her away, but after all, he was a man, and a man who was already caught up in lust and could not extricate himself. With such a soft body in his arms, how could he push her away roughly?

"Yun Ao...I love you...you love me, right? I give myself to you...hold me tight..."

At this moment, Xin Yi's half-closed eyes flashed with an eerie green light.

Yun Ao felt as if his lower body was about to explode. His penis, which had just ejaculated, immediately became erect again. His lust had risen to an unprecedented level. Xin Yi in front of him seemed to transform into Xiao Dan and then into Xin Yi. He could no longer control his lust. He had never wanted to possess this woman so much. The two people, tightly embracing each other, rolled onto the bed. Their clothes were thrown off the bed and onto the floor. Xin Yi was naked except for a bandage with blood on her shoulder. The scene reflected in the bronze mirror opposite the bed was very strange. Behind her, there seemed to be a blurry figure of a woman enjoying the sexual intercourse of a man and a woman...

Zi Long sat on the edge of the bed with a dejected look, looking at the still unconscious Fu Rong. Xiao Feng was also listless. She knew that her mistress had been humiliated in public, and her own shame was nothing.

Just then, the door opened and someone entered. Zilong looked up and saw it was his friend Duan Yunpeng, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother Duan, what brings you here?"

Yunpeng sighed and sat down, saying, "Prince Xin heard that the Li residence was attacked and was very worried, so he sent me here to check on you. How are you injured?"

"Alas..."

Zilong smiled bitterly, "We repelled the Eastern Depot's henchmen, but our casualties were also quite severe. As for me... I'm just a useless piece of trash. I could only watch as my beloved woman was bullied by those lecherous scoundrels without being able to save her. What kind of man am I..."

Xiaofeng saw his pain and couldn't bear it, wanting to comfort him but not knowing where to begin.

"Zilong, how can you give up on yourself because of a little setback? Listen... there's an opportunity now, it's up to you whether you're willing to seize it. Not only will your skills increase dramatically, but you can also restore the Fang family's prestige and return to the imperial court. Your exiled relatives can also reunite with you in the gang."

Yunpeng leaned forward and said.

"What... Brother Duan, you must be joking. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Zilong said in surprise.

"Would I joke with you? Prince Xin wants to see you. You'll have to come with me to Prince Xin's residence now,"

Yun Peng said in a low voice.

"Prince Xin wants to see me? Why? I'm just a nobody!"

Zilong asked, puzzled.

"You are the son of Lord Fang, a descendant of a loyal official. Prince Xin has long held you in high regard. Believe me, you must seize this opportunity."

Yunpeng said, concealing his inner unease.

"Alright... I'll go with you..."

Zilong didn't notice the change in Yunpeng's expression, thinking to himself: I've fallen to this state, but I must fight for it no matter what. To restore the Fang family's prestige and ensure Furong has a happy life, I must seize this opportunity to gain Prince Xin's favor.

After escaping the Li residence, the group of scoundrels gathered in an inn, all looking dejected. After all, they were deserters in the face of battle. The Ninth Prince was always fair in his rewards and punishments, and with such a major failure, Cui Yingyuan would surely shift all the blame onto them. Going back would likely mean certain death.

Dong San Niang said, "Why don't I go find Eunuch Cao and give him 100,000 taels of silver? Perhaps he'll plead on our behalf."

The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was almost completely wiped out in the battle at the Li Mansion; even the Demon Lord died tragically. She really had nothing left to rely on.

Jiang Chengfeng shook his head, "He's barely able to protect himself now, how can he have the leisure to help us? This time we can't return to the Eastern Depot, we can only leave the capital, this place of trouble."

Originally, he was determined to avenge his son, but seeing so many god-like, peerless masters gathered in the capital, his desire for revenge weakened. Now that the Sword God's martial arts had become so powerful, with his own skills, let alone revenge, he couldn't even get close. Killing him wouldn't be his turn. Perhaps he would die at the hands of the Nine Thousand Years Old in the future, saving him the risk of taking any more.

"Sigh... If Senior Brother Jue Bei Jue Ku could forgive me, perhaps I could return to Shaolin, at most spend my life in seclusion..."

Jue Wu scratched his head.

"Now you're thinking of going back to being a monk? You've broken the precept against lust, killed your fellow disciples, and joined the Eastern Depot. Do you think your two senior brothers will still care about past relationships? They'd love for you to go back so they can kill you and cleanse the sect's reputation."

Meteor, his hands wrapped in thick bandages soaked with medicine, mocked as he

forced out the poison. His palms were affected by the "Seven Deadly Poisonous Qi," and although his opponent didn't seem to be proficient in using this poisonous technique, it still caused him great suffering, taking five hours to force out eighty percent of the poison.

"Hmph... If it weren't for me that day, you'd still be locked up in Shaolin Temple. Are you trying to ungrateful now?"

Juewu said angrily, the atmosphere becoming tense.

"Alright, alright... We're all on the same side. In this critical moment, we must work together to overcome the difficulties."

Dong Sanniang quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

Just then, a knock came at the door. The four men were startled and quickly stood up. Jiang Chengfeng asked, "Who is it?"

Before the person could enter, someone else stepped in. The four men were stunned to see that it was none other than Wang Du, whom they hadn't seen in a long time.

Wang Du greeted them with a beaming smile and cupped his hands, saying, "It's been a long time since we last met. I recently made a fortune and became the new owner of the Pleasure House in the capital. I've invited you four to a banquet at the Pleasure House this time, as a token of my respect."

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