Chapter 110: Deliberate Defamation Against This Lady
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The proprietress’s blunt and uninhibited words instead frightened the Fu brothers, a pair of cowards with plenty of lust but no courage.
They hurriedly found a place to sit and began noisily ordering food and drink, but they no longer dared steal so much as another glance at the flirtatious woman before them.
After secretly despising the Fu brothers, the woman focused all her attention on Zhu Yongqing.
The reason was simple: the man was impossibly handsome. His entire body was as white as snow, making him look like a silver figurine. If she could one day hold him in her arms and make merry with him, then she would truly have lived a worthwhile life.
At the thought, the woman felt heat spread through her body, and her cheeks flushed crimson. Like a startled rabbit, she skipped and giggled into the tavern, brought out a huge barrel of wine, then fetched three large bowls, two plates of meat, and a basket of steamed buns, placing everything on the table around which Zhu Yongqing and the two brothers sat.
Zhu Yongqing took a bun, tore it open with his hands, and examined the meat filling carefully. From that alone, he understood most of what had happened. He said nothing, merely lowering his head and eating.
The Fu brothers had been pampered all their lives. How could they stomach such coarse country fare? They took a bun and imitated Zhu Yongqing, tearing it open to inspect the filling. The moment they saw it, their expressions changed dramatically. They slammed their fists on the table and hurled the buns onto the floor.
The noise was considerable, immediately alarming the proprietress, who had been sitting in the inner room. She came over with small, mincing steps, smiling all the while, her voice soft and intoxicating.
“Oh my, gentlemen, please calm down. Is the meat in our humble establishment too coarse and unsuited to your refined tastes?”
Fu Erkang shouted, “There are several hairs in the meat filling of this bun, and they look like hair from a man’s private parts. How do you make these buns? You have no concern for hygiene whatsoever.”
The proprietress froze for a moment. As a native of this world, she did not understand what Fu Erkang meant and could only ask, “Pardon me, sir, but what does ‘hygiene’ mean?”
Fu Ertai explained, “My brother means that the food in your establishment is unclean.”
The proprietress pouted coquettishly. “Sir, how could it be unclean? Every bun on this table was wrapped by yours truly. If there really is hair in the filling, then it can only have fallen from my own body…”
At that point, even the bold and shameless proprietress could not help blushing.
The Fu brothers understood the implication of her words, and an ambiguous look appeared on their faces. Suddenly, they felt that the buns were not quite as coarse or unpalatable as they had first thought.
The proprietress gave them a deep ceremonial bow and said, “In any case, our food and wine were not prepared well enough, and we have shown discourtesy to the three of you. How about this? I shall fetch the finest wine made by our establishment and offer it to all three of you free of charge as an apology.”
The Fu brothers casually picked up a bun, located the half containing the hairy piece of meat, and swallowed it in one bite before replying, “That would be excellent. Why are you still standing there? Go fetch it so we can enjoy it.”
The woman drifted away with graceful, swaying steps, her seductive voice floating into the brothers’ ears.
“No need to tell me, gentlemen. Your servant understands.”
Before long, she returned from the inner room carrying a jar of cloudy wine. Though murky in color, its rich aroma filled the entire tavern.
The Fu brothers were both slaves to wine and women. With the fragrance of the wine in their noses and the alluring woman before their eyes, they could no longer tell east from west.
They each took a bowl of the cloudy wine and tipped it down their throats. The moment it reached their stomachs, an intoxicating fragrance spread through their mouths, and the flavor proved incomparably mellow.
Just as the brothers were about to praise the fine wine, a powerful drunkenness surged from their lower cores straight to their minds. In an instant, the world spun around them. Their legs went limp, and they collapsed heavily backward.
Seeing that her knockout drug had felled the Fu brothers, the woman could not restrain her laughter.
“Down they go! Down they go!”
Zhu Yongqing rose furiously and shouted, “You shrewish woman! What kind of wine did you give my two brothers?”
The woman turned back and gazed at him with a seductive smile.
“Young sir, the wine I gave you was all fine wine. One drink, and it will rid you of the sorrows of ten thousand ages.”
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Zhu Yongqing overturned the table and cursed, “This is a bandit tavern! Wake my brothers at once, or my fists will not spare you merely because you are a woman.”
The woman continued smiling seductively. “Young sir, I have no wish to fight you. You should obediently surrender and spare yourself the pain of bruised flesh. A beautiful creature like you would be a terrible waste if damaged.”
Zhu Yongqing attacked in a fury. Dozens of cooks carrying clubs immediately rushed in from outside, surrounding and guarding the woman from every direction. At their head was the crippled man who had been sitting beneath the great locust tree.
At the woman’s signal, they swarmed around Zhu Yongqing like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey and launched a mass assault.
The crippled man shouted, “Boys, remember to take him alive! And do not strike the face. Whatever you do, do not ruin that handsome face of his!”
The cooks answered in unison, then quickly bound Zhu Yongqing tightly and shoved him before the crippled man.
Looking at Zhu Yongqing, restrained and unable to move, the crippled man could barely contain his delight. He stepped forward, hooked a finger beneath Zhu Yongqing’s chin, and leered obscenely.
“Boys, take this fellow to my quarters. Wash him clean first. I am going to enjoy myself with him at once.”
The woman, displeased, rushed forward and whined coquettishly, “Old man, what are you doing? I noticed this fellow first. I should be the one to enjoy him.”
The crippled man stepped forward, wrapped an arm around her, and lightly kissed her cheek.
“My wife, there is an order between elders and juniors. The finest provisions should be enjoyed by the elders first. If you truly like him, you may take him after I am finished. Besides, you and I have different preferences. You pay attention to the front, while I care only for the rear.”
The woman stalked away resentfully, leaving behind a vicious warning.
“Just make sure you do not ruin him.”
This exchange quietly revealed that the criminal couple running the tavern had a history. They were in fact the leaders of a bandit gang from Cold Beauty Mountain. The man was named Deng Yun, and the woman was Madam Zhu. They practiced the same trade as Zhang Qing and Sun Erniang, the infamous husband-and-wife proprietors of Ten-Mile Slope.
They operated a criminal tavern, drugged passing travelers with knockout wine, and then made human-flesh barbecue buns to sell!
Deng Yun was a depraved man with broad interests. Not only did he enjoy women, he had also seized his daughter-in-law, Madam Zhu, and made her his mistress. He was equally fond of men, and whenever he saw a handsome man like Zhu Yongqing, he treasured him like a priceless jewel and refused to let him go easily.
By then, the cooks had carried the Fu brothers into the underground workshop beneath the tavern. Several human skins hung from the walls. Numerous severed heads and human legs dangled from the rafters. In the center of the room stood a huge vat filled with boiling water.
Several tables were arranged around the room. At one of them, a cook was scraping away at a man’s lower body with a knife.
The moment the cooks entered, they called out, “The finest beef has arrived!”
With that, they stripped naked the two chosen heirs of Manchu blood whom Feiyang Gu, the reserve God of War of Fengtian City, regarded as treasures, then laid them upon the butcher’s blocks.
Two burly cooks hurried over, took up keen butcher’s knives, and positioned them against the Fu brothers’ pale bellies. With practiced skill, they slit them open cleanly.
Just as one would butcher pigs or sheep.
Meanwhile, upon the bed in the criminal tavern’s sleeping quarters, the crippled man Deng Yun was plowing away with all his strength. Pinioned beneath him was Zhu Yongqing, naked from head to toe, his buttocks raised.
His flower was ruined, and the ground was stained!
Zhu Yongqing’s beautiful jade-like posterior had already endured every manner of abuse. Red and white fluids had mingled together across it.
Deng Yun pressed forward with fierce enthusiasm, thrusting vigorously while making noises like a wild boar squealing, reveling shamelessly between Zhu Yongqing’s pale cheeks.
Zhu Yongqing kept his eyes tightly shut and endured in silence. He bore the pain, allowing the crippled man to thrust again and again into him, until the voice of the Creation Hall rang clearly in his mind.
“The Manchu chosen heirs Fu Erkang and Fu Ertai have been slaughtered by the meat-cutting cooks of the Black Tavern on Flying Dragon Ridge. More than two members of the three-person temporary team to which Zhu Yongqing belongs have been killed or injured. The team is disbanded.”
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Zhu Yongqing opened his eyes. Brilliant light shot from them, and a cold, bone-piercing aura of merciless killing awoke within him.
Deng Yun suddenly felt that the little white lamb beneath him had transformed in an instant into a ravenous tiger capable of devouring human lives.
Caught between a rock and a hard place!
Yushan Lang pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth and gathered his inner energy from his lower core. Then he thrust upward with his anus, transforming it into a miraculous force capable of breaking metal and splitting stone, and released it from within his buttocks.
With a loud bang, Deng Yun’s fully embedded weapon suffered a devastating fate. In an instant, it was hurled from a paradise of supreme pleasure into the Avici Hell, blasted to pieces.
Deng Yun let out a terrible scream and leapt to his feet. Zhu Yongqing showed him no mercy, once again employing the technique of Great Strength Eagle Claw. His hand flashed out like lightning and seized Deng Yun’s Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian.
Zhu Yongqing gave a savage grin, resembling an asura demon god born from a sea of blood.
“Wretch, taste the might of the Northern Dark Divine Skill. When I take another’s inner energy, I take one portion and store one portion. I never release it. The more I accumulate, the deeper and thicker it becomes, like the vast waters of the Northern Dark Heavenly Lake, deep enough to float a leviathan thousands of miles long.”
The famous art of the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils world, the Carefree Sect’s peerless Northern Dark Divine Skill, erupted from Zhu Yongqing’s hands.
His Northern Dark Divine Skill was like a colossal whale drawing in seawater. It devoured all of Deng Yun’s inner energy and physical strength, even his vital essence, spirit, and vitality.
Before long, Deng Yun’s body gradually went limp. Zhu Yongqing sent him flying with a kick, casting aside the ruined corpse, its flesh and blood decayed and its inner energy exhausted, as flaccid and desiccated as discarded scraps. Then he casually raised his left hand.
A destructive shock wave surged forth. Within the air appeared the phantom of a Fire Qilin, carrying an aura that seemed capable of burning away the entire mortal world. It rolled forward and engulfed Deng Yun’s remains.
In an instant, Deng Yun’s flesh and bones turned to ash, leaving not the slightest trace of him behind in this earthly realm.
After destroying Deng Yun, the force of the Fire Qilin Fist did not dissipate. It continued surging forward, spreading destruction in its wake. The entire room suffered the calamity of the Fire God. At last, with a thunderous roar, the building disintegrated and collapsed, sending countless shards of stone and roof tiles flying.
Naked, Zhu Yongqing emerged from the flames and rubble, coming face-to-face with the seductive woman, Madam Zhu, who had been waiting outside in eager anticipation of sharing carnal pleasure with him.
When Madam Zhu saw Zhu Yongqing’s powerful body, she immediately felt weak all over. She was just about to speak seductively when she discovered that her love was one-sided and his feelings were cold.
Zhu Yongqing might be lustful, but he also had high standards and strict requirements. How could a promiscuous woman like Madam Zhu possibly meet his eye?
For a place in his harem, a woman had to be at least as beautiful as Chen Liqing, Liu Huiniang, Hu Sanniang, Li Shishi, Xu Poxi, or Feng Yinu.
Thus, Zhu Yongqing chose merciless violence. His left arm, strengthened by the Fire Qilin, unleashed the power of Blazing Sun Palm, while his right hand employed the Northern Dark Divine Skill to dissolve her cultivation from afar. The two attacks struck together with unstoppable force. Madam Zhu was first drained of her inner energy, then burned to ash by the flames. She met the same fate as Deng Yun and descended into Hell to become a pair of ill-fated lovers with him.
Zhu Yongqing’s Northern Dark Divine Skill had already surpassed the limitations of the Carefree Sect’s martial arts and taken on the character of demonic cultivation. It could not only absorb an enemy’s inner energy for his own use, but also drain the enemy’s blood and vital essence to increase his strength.
As Zhu Yongqing slaughtered his way through the tavern, he transformed the Northern Dark Divine Skill into the effect of an all-encompassing protective force. Any enemy who came within three feet of him would have their inner energy and vital essence completely drained.
At last, he found the human-flesh workshop. Amid the scattered limbs and bloody remains, he located the dismembered corpses of the Fu brothers, their flesh and bones separated.
Gazing at their two heads, their eyes still wide open in death, Zhu Yongqing could not stop hot tears from filling his eyes. Then he threw back his head and laughed loudly, proclaiming to the world:
“I, Ji Dalong, am finally free!”
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