Under the generous invitation of the Heaven-Defying Holy Lord, within less than three days, every wastrel and rogue from the demonic aristocracy gathered around the King of Rogues. From then on, a new and disgraceful spectacle emerged in Jiuyou City.
“Drink up, my fellow demons! No return without getting drunk! Whoever doesn’t finish his cup isn’t a real man!” echoed the bold voice of the Heaven-Defying Holy Lord from inside the tavern.
“Kill, kill… wipe out all three sides!” shouted the King of Rogues wildly inside the gambling house, from which a penniless Qiao San eventually walked out.
On the streets of Jiuyou City, a group of ragtag losers, stripped of all their wealth, roamed with greedy eyes, until finally a suitable target appeared.
“Look at that pig demon—he’s obviously a nouveau riche! Let’s get him!”
“Great! Ha, ha…”
Though each of these demons was either wealthy or noble, they found the ruffians’ suggestion thrilling.
A man dressed like a rich landlord strutted proudly, escorted by a group of demon spirits, when suddenly a figure dashed out and collided with him.
Before the landlord could even react in anger, the assailant shouted furiously, “Damn it! You dared bump into young master—quick, pay up!”
Watching secretly from the shadows, the rogue San couldn’t help but shake his head in disappointment. These newcomers really lacked class—how could they ask for money so bluntly at the very beginning? At least pretend to be injured first! Sigh… truly, rotten wood cannot be carved!
The King of Rogues was still amusing himself when chaos broke out outside. Soon enough, even Qiao San rushed into the fray, and the two sides clashed in a chaotic brawl. What started as a simple extortion turned into a crude robbery.
As the three infamous techniques of the rogue—poking eyes, choking throats, and low kicks—were unleashed, the landlord’s men fell over one another in defeat. Finally, with a sweep of his hand, the rogue king signaled his gang forward, and in an instant, they stripped the landlord and his servants of all their money before vanishing into the streets.
“Brother Danda, that was so exciting! Shall we go back to the gambling house?”
“No, no… Let’s try something new!”
Before the rogue could finish speaking, his eyes lit up as he pointed ahead, “See that pretty girl over there? Brothers, let’s guess the color of her undergarments—I’ll be the bookie! Go ahead, remember the rule—no force!”
At his command, the inexperienced rogues rushed forward, leaving the veteran ruffians behind.
“Miss, how about a little lower-body conversation?”
“Miss, my manhood is steel-hard and never flinches—wanna take a peek?”
“Ahh!” The young girl from the area tried to flee but found no escape, blushing and flustered, finally letting out a frightened scream.
“Haha…” Seeing the unfamiliar beauty flustered and half-ashamed, half-frightened, the aristocratic wastrels’ excitement soared. They finally understood the true meaning of the Holy Lord’s words—”teasing.” Sigh… indeed, this was far more fun than brute force.
Before their laughter could fade, it was suddenly replaced by groans of pain, as they learned the final trick of the rogue’s seduction techniques.
A figure rushed in like a gust of wind, fists and kicks flying. The “villains” collapsed in an instant, and the “hero” arrived magnificently before the beauty. “Miss, don’t be afraid. Let me escort you home. May I ask for your name?”
The “hero” escorted the girl away, and as they walked, the girl gradually moved closer to the hero.
“Wow, the Holy Lord is so despicable, so shameless! Next time, you guys go first, and I’ll be the hero!”
“Gaga…”
The beaten aristocrats admired the rogue San with utmost reverence.
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the dissolute disciples and libertine sons of the demon world in the Nine Nether City gathered around the King of Rogues. From then on, the city was graced with an additional scene of shameless and vulgar behavior.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed in the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” The King of Rogues’ frenzied shouts resounded in the gambling den, and in the end, Qiao San, penniless, walked out of the den.
On the streets of the Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians with thieving eyes roamed about. Finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Everyone, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Ha, ha…”
Though most of these demons were wealthy or noble, they found the rogue’s proposal incredibly thrilling.
A wealthy-looking fellow, surrounded by a group of demon guards, walked with his head held high. Unexpectedly, a figure bumped into him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could get angry, the other party impatiently lashed out first, “Damn it, you dare bump into me, young master? Pay up now!”
Secretly, the King of Rogues sighed and shook his head. These newbies really had no class. How could they immediately ask for money? At least they should pretend to be injured! Alas… hopeless!
While the King of Rogues was amusing himself, a brawl broke out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself rushed out, and both sides fought fiercely, turning what was supposed to be a well-planned extortion into a clumsy robbery.
With the King of Rogues’ three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the King of Rogues waved his hand, and his gang of friends immediately swarmed in, looting all the money from the wealthy man and his servants before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was so thrilling! Shall we head back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the King of Rogues could finish speaking, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a beautiful woman over there. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues immediately rushed forward, leaving the seasoned King of Rogues behind.
“Miss, can we have a little lower-body interaction…”
“Miss, my thing is as hard as gold. Would you like to take a look…”
“Ah!” The young woman, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Ha, ha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty being teased until she was red-faced, half-shy and half-scared, the dissolute disciples’ excitement reached its peak. They finally understood the true meaning of “play” as the Heaven-Defying Sage had described. Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter could fade, it turned into a chorus of groans and cries of pain. They had just learned the final move in the rogue’s playbook.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “bad guys” fell to the ground. The “hero” shone brightly as he approached the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty all the way, and the beauty drew closer and closer to the hero.
“Wow, the Sage is so despicable, so shameless. Next time, you guys go first, and I’ll be the one to rescue!”
“Giggle…”
The beaten dissolute disciples were utterly impressed by the King of Rogues.
As dusk deepened, the King of Rogues, after a day of fun, finally returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d be spending the night outside.”
The King of Rogues gave a dry laugh and shamelessly defended himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted the young lady home.”
Under the unrelenting gaze of the women, the King of Rogues’ tone grew weaker and weaker, until he finally confessed in a small voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just took a look… at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks never die; they just work. The King of Rogues’ earnestness indeed earned him the laughter of the women.
After the playful banter, Qiao San looked around and asked with a slight hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he might still be outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned close to Qiao San’s ear, her full red lips almost touching his earlobe, and whispered, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hee, hee…”
Of course, the King of Rogues understood the teasing implication. The shameless fellow pretended to be calm and smiled lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, which is why she stays in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
The King of Rogues’ steps were uncontrollable as he entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the lustrous mark on her palm glowing, casting an enchanting and sinister light on the seductive fox spirits. “Daughters, just guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage Lord comes out. Say that the Sage Lord is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to pull such a stunt at this moment.
“Giggle… Sister Ghost, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so bland!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment and then chuckled indifferently. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the demon realm, and the ambiguous wind and clouds swooped down to the earth!
The Night Maiden remained as she was, lying peacefully on the bed. The signs of life grew weaker day by day, tugging at everyone’s hearts, making their moods increasingly somber.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, but his mind was recalling the moments he had spent with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved the Night Maiden that she had saved his life on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant—good deeds bring good rewards?! Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity?! Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
The King of Rogues stood there, lost in thought, while the sorrowful Fox Spirit grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, she and he were essentially alone, a man and a woman in close proximity. The King of Rogues’ aura seeped into the Fox Spirit’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race uncontrollably.
Once her heart was in turmoil, her thoughts became chaotic. The Fox Spirit, with a “ghost” in her heart, lost her usual brightness and instinctively turned to flee towards the door.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t harbored any improper thoughts initially. But when the Fox Spirit, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred up wafted into the King of Rogues’ nose, instantly awakening his domineering desires.
The King of Rogues easily blocked the Fox Spirit’s path, his burning desire altering his voice, hoarse yet filled with masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
“Husband, I heard you played the hero rescuing a beauty again today. I thought you were going to spend the night outside.”
The rogue smiled awkwardly and shamelessly defended himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted the little girl home.”
Under the unchanging gazes of the women, the rogue’s tone grew weaker and weaker, until he finally mumbled, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just took a peek… at the color of her undergarments. I swear, just one peek!”
Old tricks never fail as long as they work. The rogue’s sincerity indeed brought laughter from the women.
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Saint Lord, within three days, all the spoiled and dissolute young masters of the demon world in Jiuyou City gathered around the King of Rogues. From then on, the city was graced with an additional scene of shameless and vulgar behavior.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Saint Lord echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” The King of Rogues’ frenzied shouts resounded in the gambling den, and soon after, Qiao San, now penniless, walked out.
On the streets of Jiuyou City, a group of down-and-out ruffians scanned their surroundings with thieving eyes. Finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Everyone, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Haha…”
Though these demons were all from wealthy or noble families, they found the rogue’s proposal incredibly thrilling.
A wealthy-looking man, surrounded by a group of demon guards, walked with his head held high. Unexpectedly, a figure suddenly collided with him.
Before the wealthy man could react, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me? Pay up!”
Secretly, the King of Rogues shook his head in disappointment. These newbies had no class. At least they should pretend to be injured before asking for money. Sigh… hopeless!
While the King of Rogues was amusing himself, a brawl broke out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself joined in, and the two sides fought fiercely. What was supposed to be a simple extortion turned into a messy robbery.
With the King of Rogues’ three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the King of Rogues waved his hand, and his gang rushed in, stripping the wealthy man and his guards of all their valuables before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was thrilling! Shall we head back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the King of Rogues could finish, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a beautiful woman. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues rushed forward, leaving the seasoned King of Rogues behind.
“Miss, how about a little interaction down below…”
“Miss, my thing is indestructible. Want to take a look…”
“Ah!” The local girl, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Haha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty blush with embarrassment and fear, the spoiled young masters’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of “teasing” as the Saint Lord had described. Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter faded, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the final move in the rogue’s playbook.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell. The “hero” stood radiantly before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and she drew closer to him.
“Wow, the Saint Lord is so cunning, so shameless. Next time, you go first, and I’ll save the day!”
“Haha…”
The beaten young masters were in awe of the King of Rogues.
As dusk deepened, the King of Rogues, after a day of fun, returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d spend the night outside.”
The King of Rogues chuckled awkwardly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted a young lady home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, his tone grew weaker, and he finally confessed in a low voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just… looked at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks work as long as they’re effective. The King of Rogues’ earnestness earned him the women’s laughter.
After the playful banter, Qiao San looked around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned in close to Qiao San’s ear, her full lips almost touching his earlobe, and whispered, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hehe…”
The King of Rogues, of course, understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless man feigned composure and smiled lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, that’s why she stays in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
Unable to control his steps, the King of Rogues entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox girls were about to follow, but the Fox Queen stopped them with a wave of her hand. The lustrous mark on her hand glowed, casting an enchanting and sinister light on the seductive fox spirits. “Daughters, guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Saint Lord comes out. Say that the Saint Lord is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to act this way at such a time.
“Hehe… Ghost Lady, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so dull!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment and then smiled mischievously. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the underworld, and a suggestive wind swept across the land!
The Night Maiden remained as peaceful as ever, lying quietly in bed. Her life signs grew weaker by the day, weighing heavily on everyone’s hearts.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, but his mind was filled with memories of his encounters with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved her that she had saved him on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Sigh… it’s a pity the Book Spirit always plays mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
Lost in thought, the King of Rogues stood there, while the sorrowful Fox Spirit grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, it was just the two of them—a man and a woman alone. The King of Rogues’ presence was so close that it stirred the Fox Spirit’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race.
Once her heart was in turmoil, her thoughts became chaotic. The Fox Spirit, with her hidden feelings, lost her usual brightness and instinctively turned to flee.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t had any improper thoughts earlier. But when the Fox Spirit, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze that followed her rushed into the King of Rogues’ nose, awakening his domineering desires.
The King of Rogues easily blocked the Fox Spirit’s path. His burning desire altered his voice, making it hoarse yet filled with masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the dissolute disciples and playboys of the demon realm in the Nine Nether City gathered around the Rogue King. From then on, the city was graced with a shameless and vulgar spectacle.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves sober; if you don’t finish, you’re not a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed in the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter all three sides!” The Rogue King’s frenzied shouts resounded in the gambling den, and soon, the penniless Qiao San walked out.
On the streets of Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians scanned their surroundings, and finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Brothers, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Ha, ha…”
Though these demons were all wealthy or noble, the rogue’s proposal thrilled them immensely.
A wealthy-looking fellow, surrounded by a group of demon guards, strutted proudly. Unexpectedly, a figure collided with him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could react, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, you dare bump into me? Pay up!”
The rogue San shook his head in secret, lamenting the lack of finesse in these newcomers. How could they demand money right away? At least they should pretend to be injured first! Alas, you can’t polish a turd!
While the Rogue King amused himself, a brawl broke out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself charged into the fray. The two sides fought fiercely, turning what could have been a skillful extortion into a crude robbery.
With the Rogue King’s three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the Rogue King waved his hand, and his gang of friends swarmed in, stripping the wealthy man and his servants of all their valuables before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was thrilling! Shall we head back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the Rogue King could finish, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a stunning beauty. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues rushed forward, leaving the seasoned Rogue King behind.
“Miss, how about a little lower-body interaction…”
“Miss, my equipment is ever-ready. Would you like to see…”
“Ah!” The young woman, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Ha, ha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty blush with a mix of shame and fear, the playboys’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the Sage’s “playful teasing.” Indeed, this was far more entertaining than outright robbery.
Before their laughter faded, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the Rogue King’s final move in seduction.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell. The “hero” stood radiantly before the beauty, “Don’t be afraid, miss. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and she drew closer to him.
“Wow, the Sage is so cunning, so shameless. Next time, you go first, and I’ll save the day!”
“Cackle…”
The beaten playboys were in awe of the Rogue King.
As dusk deepened, the Rogue King, after a day of revelry, returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d spend the night outside.”
The Rogue King chuckled awkwardly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted a young lady home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, his tone grew increasingly weak, and he finally confessed in a whisper, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just… glanced at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks work as long as they’re effective. The Rogue King’s earnestness indeed earned him the women’s laughter.
After the playful banter, Qiao San glanced around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned close to Qiao San, her full red lips almost brushing his ear, whispering, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hee, hee…”
The Rogue King, of course, understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless fellow feigned composure, smiling lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, staying in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
His steps uncontrollable, the Rogue King entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the Lust Seal glowing, casting an alluring and sinister light on the fox spirits. “Daughters, guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage Lord comes out. Say the Sage Lord is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to act this way at such a time.
“Giggle… Sister Ghost, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so bland!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment, then smirked indifferently. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the earth realm, and an ambiguous wind swept down to the ground!
The Night Maiden remained as she was, lying peacefully on the bed. Her life signs grew weaker by the day, weighing heavily on everyone’s hearts.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, his mind recalling the moments he had spent with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved her that she had saved him on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant—good deeds bring good rewards?! Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity?! Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
As the Rogue King stood there lost in thought, the sorrowful Fox Spirit grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, it was as if they were alone, a man and a woman. The Rogue King’s presence, so close, stirred the Fox Spirit’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race.
Her mind in turmoil, her thoughts in disarray, the Fox Spirit, with a “ghost” in her heart, lost her usual brightness and instinctively turned to flee.
To be honest, Qiao San had no improper thoughts initially. But when the Fox Spirit, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred wafted into the Rogue King’s nose, awakening his domineering desires.
The Rogue King easily blocked the Fox Spirit’s path, his voice hoarse with heat, exuding a masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the spoiled and dissolute young masters of the demon world in the Nine Nether City gathered around the Rogue King. From then on, the city was graced with a new, shameless and vulgar spectacle.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk! Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” The Rogue King’s frenzied shouts resounded in the gambling den, and soon, Qiao San, penniless, walked out of the establishment.
On the streets of Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians eyed their surroundings, and finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Brothers, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche, let’s go!”
“Alright! Haha…”
Though these demons were mostly wealthy or noble, the Rogue King’s proposal thrilled them beyond measure.
A wealthy-looking figure, surrounded by a group of demon guards, walked with his head held high. Suddenly, a figure collided with him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could react, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me! Pay up!”
Secretly, the Rogue King sighed, shaking his head. These rookies had no class—how could they demand money right away? At least they should pretend to be injured! Alas, you can’t polish a turd!
While the Rogue King amused himself, a brawl broke out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself charged into the fray. The two sides fought fiercely, turning what was supposed to be a well-planned extortion into a crude robbery.
With the Rogue King’s three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the Rogue King waved his hand, and his gang of friends swarmed in, stripping the wealthy man and his guards of all their valuables before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was thrilling! Shall we head back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the Rogue King could finish, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a beautiful woman over there. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear—I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules: no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues rushed forward, leaving the seasoned Rogue King behind.
“Miss, care for some lower-body interaction?”
“Miss, my ‘thing’ is as strong as gold—want to see?”
“Ah!” The young woman, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Haha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty blush with a mix of shame and fear, the spoiled young masters’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the Heaven-Defying Sage’s “playful teasing.” Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter could fade, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the Rogue King’s final trick in seduction.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell. The “hero” stood radiant before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name?”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and she drew closer to him.
“Wow, the Sage is so cunning, so shameless! Next time, you go first, and I’ll be the rescuer!”
“Haha…”
The beaten young masters were in awe of the Rogue King.
As dusk deepened, the Rogue King, after a day of revelry, returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Darling, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d spend the night out.”
The Rogue King chuckled awkwardly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do anything, just escorted a young lady home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, his tone grew weaker, and he finally confessed in a whisper, “I… really didn’t do anything, just… glanced at the color of her underwear, really, just a glance, I swear!”
Old tricks work as long as they’re effective. The Rogue King’s earnestness indeed brought laughter from the women.
After the playful banter, Qiao San looked around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned close to Qiao San’s ear, her full lips almost touching his earlobe, whispering, “Darling, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately, hehe…”
The Rogue King, of course, understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless man feigned composure, smiling lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, that’s why she stays in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
The Rogue King’s steps were uncontrollable as he entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the Lust Seal glowing, casting an eerie light on the seductive fox spirits, “Daughters, guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage Lord comes out. Say the Sage Lord is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to act this way at such a time.
“Hehe… Ghost Sister, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so dull!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with mischief. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment, then smirked indifferently. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the earth, and a suggestive wind swept across the land!
The Night Maiden remained as she was, lying peacefully in bed, her life signs growing weaker by the day, weighing heavily on everyone’s hearts.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, but his mind recalling every moment he had spent with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved her that she had saved him on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
Lost in thought, the Rogue King stood there, while the sorrowful Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, it was just the two of them—a man and a woman alone. The Rogue King’s presence so close stirred Mei’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race.
Distracted and flustered, Mei, with a “ghost” in her heart, lost her usual brightness and instinctively turned to flee.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t harbored any improper thoughts initially. But when Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred awakened his domineering desires.
The Rogue King easily blocked Mei’s path, his voice hoarse with a masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the spoiled and dissolute young masters of the demon world in the Nine Nether City gathered around the King of Rogues. From then on, the city was graced with a new, shameless and vulgar spectacle.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed in the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” The King of Rogues’ frenzied shouts rang out in the gambling den, and soon after, Qiao San, now penniless, walked out.
On the streets of Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians scanned their surroundings with thieving eyes. Finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Everyone, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Haha…”
Though these demons were all from wealthy or noble families, the rogue’s proposal thrilled them beyond measure.
A wealthy-looking man, surrounded by a group of demon guards, walked with his head held high. Unexpectedly, a figure collided with him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could react, the other party was already shouting, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me! Pay up!”
The rogue, Qiao San, sighed inwardly. These newbies really lacked finesse. How could they immediately demand money? At least they should pretend to be injured first! Alas… hopeless!
While the King of Rogues was amusing himself, a brawl broke out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself joined in, and the two sides fought fiercely. What started as a planned extortion turned into a messy robbery.
With the rogue’s three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the King of Rogues waved his hand, and his gang of friends swarmed in, stripping the wealthy man and his guards of all their valuables before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was so thrilling! Shall we head back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the rogue could finish, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a beautiful woman. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues rushed forward, leaving the seasoned rogue behind.
“Miss, how about a little interaction down there…”
“Miss, my thing is invincible. Want to take a look…”
“Ah!” The local girl, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Haha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty blush with a mix of shame and fear, the spoiled young masters’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the Sage’s “playful teasing.” Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter faded, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the rogue’s final trick in flirting.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell. The “hero” stood radiantly before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and she drew closer to him.
“Wow, the Sage is so shameless and despicable. Next time, you go first, and I’ll be the rescuer!”
“Gahaha…”
The beaten young masters were in awe of Qiao San.
As dusk deepened, the rogue, after a day of fun, returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d be spending the night outside.”
The rogue chuckled awkwardly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted the girl home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, the rogue’s tone grew weaker, and he finally confessed in a small voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just… looked at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks work as long as they’re effective. The rogue’s earnestness indeed brought laughter from the women.
After the playful banter, Qiao San looked around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Lady. As for Ying Long, he might still be outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned close to Qiao San’s ear, her full lips almost touching his earlobe, and whispered, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hehe…”
The rogue, of course, understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless man feigned composure and smiled lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Lady, so she stays in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
The rogue’s steps were uncontrollable as he entered the Night Lady’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the lustrous mark on her palm glowing, casting an eerie and seductive light. “Daughters, guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage Lord comes out. Say the Sage Lord is healing the Night Lady.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to act this way at such a time.
“Hehe… Sister Ghost, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so dull!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with mischief. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment, then chuckled indifferently. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the Nether Realm, and a suggestive wind swept across the land!
The Night Lady remained as before, lying quietly on the bed, her life signs growing weaker by the day, tugging at everyone’s hearts with increasing sorrow.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, but his mind recalling every moment he had interacted with the Night Lady.
It was because he had saved the Night Lady that she had saved him on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Lady’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
The rogue stood there, lost in thought, while the sorrowful Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, it was just the two of them—a man and a woman alone. The rogue’s presence, so close, stirred Mei’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race.
With her heart in turmoil, her thoughts grew frantic. Mei, with a “ghost” in her heart, lost her usual brightness and instinctively turned to flee.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t harbored any improper thoughts initially. But when Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred wafted into the rogue’s nose, awakening his domineering desires.
The rogue easily blocked Mei’s path, his voice hoarse with heat, exuding a masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the spoiled and dissolute young masters of the demon realm in the City of Nine Netherworlds gathered around the King of Rogues. From then on, the city was graced with a new, shameless, and vulgar spectacle.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” The King of Rogues’ frenzied shouts rang out in the gambling den, and soon after, Qiao San, now penniless, walked out of the establishment.
On the streets of the City of Nine Netherworlds, a group of down-and-out ruffians scanned their surroundings with thieving eyes until a suitable target appeared.
“Everyone, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Hahaha…”
Though most of these demons were wealthy or noble, the rogue’s proposal thrilled them beyond measure.
A wealthy-looking fellow, surrounded by a group of demon guards, strutted proudly. Suddenly, a figure collided with him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could react, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me, young master! Pay up!”
Secretly, the Rogue Three shook his head in disappointment. These newbies had no class. How could they immediately demand money? At least they should pretend to be injured! Alas… hopeless!
While the King of Rogues amused himself, chaos erupted outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself charged into the fray. The two sides clashed in a wild melee, turning what should have been a skillful extortion into a crude robbery.
With the Rogue Three’s signature moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicks—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the King of Rogues waved his hand, and his gang of cronies swarmed in, stripping the wealthy man and his guards of all their valuables before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was thrilling! Shall we head back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the rogue could finish, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a stunning beauty over there. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues rushed forward, leaving the seasoned rogue behind.
“Miss, care for some lower-body interaction…”
“Miss, my equipment is ever-ready. Would you like to take a look…”
“Ah!” The young woman, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Hahaha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty blush with a mix of shame and fear, the spoiled young masters’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the Sage’s “playful teasing.” Indeed, this was far more entertaining than outright robbery.
Before their laughter faded, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the final trick of the rogue’s seduction.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell. The “hero” stood radiant before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and she drew closer to him.
“Wow, the Sage is so cunning, so shameless. Next time, you go first, and I’ll be the rescuer!”
“Gahaha…”
The beaten young masters were utterly impressed by the Rogue Three.
As dusk deepened, the rogues, after a day of revelry, returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d be spending the night outside.”
The rogue chuckled awkwardly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted a young lady home.”
Under the unrelenting gaze of the women, the rogue’s tone grew increasingly meek. Finally, he confessed in a small voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just… glanced at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks work as long as they’re effective. The rogue’s earnestness earned him the women’s laughter.
After the playful banter, Qiao San glanced around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned in close to Qiao San, her full lips almost brushing his ear, and whispered, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hehe…”
The rogue, of course, understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. With a thick-skinned demeanor, he calmly smiled and said, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, which is why she stays in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
The rogue’s steps were almost involuntary as he entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the lustrous mark on her palm glowing with an eerie light, illuminating the seductive and sinister fox spirits. “Daughters, guard the outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage Lord comes out. Say that the Sage Lord is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to act this way at such a time.
“Hehe… Sister Ghost, don’t you want to watch the show? Always being so indifferent won’t do!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment, then smirked indifferently. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she interfere?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the demon realm, and a suggestive wind swept across the land!
The Night Maiden remained as she was, lying peacefully on the bed. Her life signs grew weaker each day, weighing heavily on everyone’s hearts.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, but his mind wandered through the memories of his encounters with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved her that she had saved him on Kunlun Mountain. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
As the rogue stood there lost in thought, the melancholic Fox Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, it was just the two of them—a man and a woman alone. The rogue’s presence, so close, stirred something deep within Fox Mei, making her heart race uncontrollably.
Her mind in disarray, her thoughts grew frantic. The “ghost” in her heart robbed her of her usual brightness, and she instinctively turned to flee toward the door.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t harbored any improper thoughts initially. But when Fox Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred wafted into the rogue’s nose, awakening a primal desire.
The rogue easily blocked Fox Mei’s path, his voice hoarse with heat, laced with a masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the spoiled disciples and libertines of the demon realm in the Nine Nether City gathered around the King of Rogues. From then on, the city was graced with an additional scene of shameless and vulgar behavior.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” The insane shouts of the King of Rogues resounded in the gambling den, and eventually, the penniless Qiao San walked out.
On the streets of Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out losers with thieving eyes roamed until they finally found a suitable target.
“Everyone, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Haha…”
Though these demons were all wealthy or noble, they found the rogue’s proposal incredibly thrilling.
A wealthy-looking fellow, surrounded by a group of demon guards, walked with his head held high. Unexpectedly, a figure bumped into him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could get angry, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me, young master! Pay up!”
Secretly, the rogue San shook his head and sighed. These newbies had no class. How could they immediately demand money? At least they should pretend to be injured! Alas… hopeless cases!
While the King of Rogues was amusing himself, a brawl broke out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself joined in, and the two sides fought fiercely, turning what could have been a skillful extortion into a crude robbery.
With the rogue’s three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the rogue waved his hand, and his gang of friends immediately swarmed in, stripping the wealthy man and his servants of all their money before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was so thrilling! Are we heading back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the rogue could finish, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a stunning beauty over there. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues immediately rushed forward, leaving the seasoned rogue behind.
“Miss, how about a little lower-body interaction…”
“Miss, my thing is as hard as gold. Want to take a look…”
“Ah!” The local girl, with no way to escape, blushed and panicked, letting out a terrified scream.
“Haha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty being teased, half-shy and half-scared, the spoiled disciples’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the “play” the Sage had mentioned. Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter faded, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the rogue’s final move in flirting.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell. The “hero” stood radiantly before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and she drew closer to him.
“Wow, the Sage is so cunning and shameless. Next time, you go first, and I’ll be the rescuer!”
“Cackle…”
The beaten spoiled disciples were in awe of the rogue San.
As dusk deepened, the rogue, after a day of fun, finally returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d spend the night outside.”
The rogue chuckled dryly and shamelessly defended himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted a young lady home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, the rogue’s tone grew weaker, and he finally confessed in a small voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just looked… at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks are fine as long as they work. The rogue’s earnestness indeed brought laughter from the women.
After the playful banter, Qiao San looked around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned in close to Qiao San, her full red lips almost touching his ear, and whispered, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hehe…”
Of course, the rogue understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless fellow pretended to be calm and smiled lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, so she stays in the room all day. I’ll go and comfort her.”
The rogue’s steps were uncontrollable as he entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen stopped them with a gesture. The lustful seal on her hand glowed, casting an enchanting and sinister light on the fox demons. “Daughters, just guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage comes out. Say the Sage is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to do such a thing at this time.
“Hehe… Sister Ghost, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so bland!”
The Fox Queen’s words were full of wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment and then smirked indifferently. After all, her man never wanted to be a good person, so why should she interfere?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the demon realm, and a suggestive wind swept over the land!
The Night Maiden remained the same, lying quietly on the bed. Her life signs grew weaker day by day, pulling everyone’s spirits lower and lower.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly girl, but his mind recalling every moment he had interacted with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved the Night Maiden that she had saved his life on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
As the rogue stood there lost in thought, the sorrowful Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the small space, she and he were essentially alone. The rogue’s close presence invaded Mei’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race.
Once her heart was in turmoil, her thoughts became chaotic. The “ghost” in her heart made Mei lose her composure, and she instinctively turned to flee towards the door.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t had any improper thoughts earlier. But when Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant wind she stirred up wafted into the rogue’s nose, awakening his domineering desires.
The rogue easily blocked Mei’s path. The heat made his voice change, hoarse yet filled with masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the spoiled and dissolute young masters of the demon world in the Nine Nether City gathered around the Rogue King. From then on, the city was graced with a new, shameless and vulgar spectacle.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” In the gambling den, the Rogue King’s frenzied shouts were heard, and eventually, Qiao San, now penniless, walked out.
On the streets of Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians eyed their surroundings, and finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Everyone, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Haha…”
Though these demons were all wealthy or noble, the Rogue’s proposal felt incredibly thrilling.
A wealthy-looking man, surrounded by a group of demon guards, walked with his head held high. Unexpectedly, a figure bumped into him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could get angry, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me, young master! Pay up!”
Secretly, the Rogue San sighed and shook his head. These newbies had no class. How could they ask for money right away? At least they should pretend to be injured first! Alas… hopeless!
While the Rogue King was amusing himself, a brawl broke out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself charged out, and both sides fought fiercely, turning what could have been a skillful extortion into a crude robbery.
With the Rogue’s three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the Rogue waved his hand, and his gang of friends rushed in, stripping the wealthy man and his servants of all their money before leaving triumphantly.
“Brother Bold, that was so thrilling! Are we heading back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the Rogue could finish, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a beautiful girl over there. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues immediately rushed forward, leaving the seasoned Rogue behind.
“Miss, can we have a little interaction down there…”
“Miss, my thing is as hard as steel. Want to take a look…”
“Ah!” The girl, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Haha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty being teased, blushing and half-scared, the spoiled young masters’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the Sage’s “playful teasing.” Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter faded, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the Rogue’s final move in flirting.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell. The “hero” stood radiantly before the beauty, “Don’t be afraid, miss. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and she drew closer to him.
“Wow, the Sage is so shameless and despicable. Next time, you guys go first, and I’ll be the rescuer!”
“Haha…”
The beaten young masters were in awe of the Rogue San.
As dusk deepened, the Rogue, after a day of fun, finally returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Dear husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d be staying out overnight.”
The Rogue chuckled awkwardly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted a girl home.”
Under the unrelenting gaze of the women, the Rogue’s tone grew weaker, and he finally confessed in a small voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just… looked at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks work as long as they’re effective. The Rogue’s earnestness indeed brought laughter from the women.
After the playful banter, Qiao San looked around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned close to Qiao San’s ear, her full lips almost touching his earlobe, and whispered, “Dear husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hehe…”
The Rogue, of course, understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless man pretended to be calm and smiled lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, that’s why she stays in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
The Rogue’s steps were uncontrollable as he entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the lustrous mark on her palm glowing, casting an enchanting and sinister light on the fox demons. “Daughters, guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage Lord comes out. Say that the Sage Lord is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to do such a thing at this time.
“Hehe… Ghost Lady, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so bland!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment and then smiled playfully. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the earth, and an ambiguous wind swept across the land!
The Night Maiden remained as she was, lying quietly on the bed. Her life signs grew weaker day by day, pulling everyone’s spirits lower and lower.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, but his mind recalling every moment he had spent with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved the Night Maiden that she had saved him on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
The Rogue stood there, lost in thought, while the sorrowful Sister Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, she and he were essentially alone. The Rogue’s presence, so close, seeped into Sister Mei’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race.
Her mind in chaos, her thoughts in disarray, Sister Mei, with a “ghost” in her heart, lost her usual brightness and instinctively turned to flee towards the door.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t had any improper thoughts earlier. But when Sister Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred up wafted into the Rogue’s nose, instantly awakening his domineering desires.
The Rogue easily blocked Sister Mei’s path, his voice hoarse with heated desire, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the spoiled disciples and libertine sons of the demon world in the Nine Nether City gathered around the King of Rogues. From then on, the city was graced with a new, shameless and vulgar spectacle.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” The insane shouts of the King of Rogues resounded in the gambling den, and finally, a penniless Qiao San walked out of the den.
On the streets of Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians with thieving eyes roamed about. Finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Everyone, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Ha, ha…”
Though these demons were all wealthy or noble, the rogue’s proposal felt incredibly thrilling.
A wealthy-looking fellow, surrounded by a group of demon guards, walked with his head held high. Unexpectedly, a figure suddenly bumped into him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could get angry, the other party eagerly took the initiative, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me, young master! Pay up now!”
In the shadows, Rogue San couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh. These newbies really lacked manners. How could they immediately ask for money? At least they should pretend to be injured first! Alas… hopeless fools!
While the King of Rogues was amusing himself, a brawl had already broken out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself rushed out, and both sides fought fiercely, turning what was supposed to be a skillful extortion into a crude robbery.
With Rogue San’s three ultimate moves—eye-poking, throat-locking, and groin-kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, with a wave of his hand, the King of Rogues’ gang swarmed in, looting all the money from the wealthy man and his servants before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was so thrilling! Shall we head back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the rogue could finish speaking, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a stunning beauty over there. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go on, but remember the rules—no force allowed!”
At his command, the rookie rogues immediately swarmed forward, leaving the seasoned rogue behind.
“Miss, how about a little lower-body interaction…”
“Miss, my thing is as hard as steel. Would you like to take a look…”
“Ah!” The local girl, with no way to escape, blushed and panicked, letting out a terrified scream.
“Ha, ha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty being teased until she was red-faced, half-shy and half-scared, the spoiled disciples’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the “play” the Sage had spoken of. Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter could fade, it suddenly turned into groans of pain, and they learned the final move of the rogue’s flirting technique.
A figure swept in like a gust of wind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “bad guys” fell to the ground. The “hero” stood radiantly before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty all the way, and the beauty drew closer and closer to the hero.
“Wow, the Sage is so despicable, so shameless! Next time, you guys go first, and I’ll be the rescuer!”
“Giggle…”
The beaten spoiled disciples were utterly impressed by Rogue San.
As dusk deepened, the rogue, having played all day, finally returned to the inn. Before he could enter, he was grabbed by the ear by the jealous Ghost Lady.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero saving the beauty again today. I thought you’d be spending the night outside.”
The rogue chuckled dryly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted the girl home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, the rogue’s tone grew weaker, and he finally confessed in a small voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just looked… at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks are fine as long as they work. The rogue’s earnestness indeed earned him the women’s laughter.
After the playful banter, Qiao San glanced around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he might still be outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned in close to Qiao San’s ear, her full red lips almost touching his earlobe, and whispered, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hee, hee…”
Of course, the rogue understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless fellow pretended to be calm and smiled lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, that’s why she stays in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
The rogue’s steps were uncontrollable as he entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the lustrous mark on her palm glowing, casting an enchanting and sinister light. “Daughters, just guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage Lord comes out. Say that the Sage Lord is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to do such a thing at this time.
“Giggle… Sister Ghost, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so bland!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment, then smiled playfully. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she interfere?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the earthly realm, and a suggestive wind swept down to the earth!
The Night Maiden remained as she was, lying peacefully on the bed. Her life signs grew weaker day by day, pulling everyone’s spirits lower and lower.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, but his mind was recalling every moment he had interacted with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved the Night Maiden that she had saved his life on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving him a clear answer.
As the rogue stood there lost in thought, the sorrowful Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, she and he were essentially alone. The rogue’s presence, so close, seeped into Mei’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race uncontrollably.
With her heart in turmoil, her thoughts became chaotic. The “ghost” in her heart made Mei lose her usual brightness, and she instinctively turned to flee towards the door.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t had any improper thoughts earlier. But when Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant wind she stirred up wafted into the rogue’s nose, instantly awakening his domineering desires.
The rogue easily blocked Mei’s path, his voice hoarse with heat, exuding a masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
The crimson moon blinked in the sky above the mortal realm, and a wave of seductive clouds rushed down to the earth!
Night Girl remained the same—peacefully asleep, her life signs growing weaker day by day, pulling everyone’s spirits lower and lower.
Qiao San stood beside the bed for a while, gazing at the extremely plain girl, yet his mind wandered through the memories of their past encounters.
It was because he had saved Night Girl that she later saved him at Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by—”good deeds bring good rewards”? Could the Book Spirit have known Night Girl’s true identity all along? Sigh… unfortunately, the Book Spirit always acted mysterious and never gave him a clear answer.
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the spoiled disciples and dissolute young masters of the demon realm in the Nine Nether City gathered around the Rogue King. From then on, the city was graced with a new, shameless and vulgar spectacle.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter all three sides!” The Rogue King’s frenzied shouts resounded in the gambling den, and soon, Qiao San, penniless, walked out of the establishment.
On the streets of the Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians eyed their surroundings, and finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Brothers, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Ha, ha…”
Though most of these demons were wealthy or noble, the rogue’s proposal thrilled them beyond measure.
A wealthy-looking fellow, surrounded by a group of demon guards, strutted proudly. Unexpectedly, a figure collided with him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could react, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me, young master! Pay up now!”
The rogue, San, sighed inwardly. These rookies had no class. How could they demand money right away? At least they should pretend to be injured! Alas… hopeless!
While the Rogue King amused himself, a brawl broke out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself joined the fray. The two sides fought fiercely, turning what could have been a skillful extortion into a crude robbery.
With the Rogue King’s three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the Rogue King waved his hand, and his gang of friends swarmed in, stripping the wealthy man and his guards of their money before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was thrilling! Shall we return to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the rogue could finish, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a stunning beauty. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues rushed forward, leaving the seasoned rogue behind.
“Miss, care for some lower-body interaction…”
“Miss, my thing is as hard as gold. Would you like to see…”
“Ah!” The young girl, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Ha, ha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty blush and tremble with a mix of shame and fear, the spoiled young masters’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the Sage’s “playful teasing.” Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter faded, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the rogue’s final trick in seduction.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell. The “hero” stood radiant before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and she drew closer to him.
“Wow, the Sage is so cunning, so shameless. Next time, you go first, and I’ll save the day!”
“Ha, ha…”
The beaten young masters were in awe of the rogue, San.
As dusk deepened, the rogue, after a day of revelry, returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d spend the night outside.”
The rogue chuckled awkwardly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do much, just escorted a young lady home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, the rogue’s tone grew weaker, and he finally confessed in a whisper, “I… really didn’t do much, just… glanced at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks work as long as they’re effective. The rogue’s earnestness indeed earned him the women’s laughter.
After the playful banter, Qiao San glanced around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned close to Qiao San, her full lips almost brushing his ear, whispering, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hee, hee…”
The rogue, of course, understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless fellow feigned composure, smiling lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, staying in her room all day. I’ll go and comfort her.”
The rogue’s steps, uncontrollable, led him into the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the lustrous mark on her palm glowing, casting an enchanting and sinister light on the fox spirits. “Daughters, guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage emerges. Say the Sage is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to act this way at such a time.
“Giggle… Sister Ghost, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so dull!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment, then smirked indifferently. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the demon realm, and a suggestive gust of wind swept over the land!
The Night Maiden remained as before, lying peacefully in bed, her life signs growing weaker each day, pulling everyone’s spirits lower and lower.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, his mind recalling the moments he had interacted with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved the Night Maiden that she had saved his life on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
The rogue stood there, lost in thought, while the sorrowful Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, she and he were alone, the rogue’s presence so close that it stirred Mei’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race.
Distracted and flustered, Mei, with a “ghost” in her heart, lost her usual brightness and instinctively turned to flee towards the door.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t harbored any improper thoughts initially. But when Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred wafted into the rogue’s nose, awakening his domineering desires.
The rogue easily blocked Mei’s path, his voice hoarse with heat, exuding a masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the spoiled disciples and dissolute young masters of the demon realm in the Nine Nether City gathered around the Rogue King. From then on, the city was graced with a new, shameless and vulgar spectacle.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” The Rogue King’s frenzied shouts filled the gambling den, and soon, the penniless Qiao San walked out.
On the streets of Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians eyed their surroundings, and finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Everyone, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Haha…”
Though these demons were all wealthy or noble, the rogue’s proposal thrilled them beyond measure.
A wealthy-looking man, surrounded by a group of demon guards, walked with his head held high. Suddenly, a figure collided with him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could react, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me! Pay up!”
The Rogue King, hidden in the shadows, shook his head in disappointment. These newbies had no class. At least they should pretend to be injured before asking for money! Alas, you can’t teach an old dog new tricks.
While the Rogue King amused himself, chaos erupted outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself joined the fray. The two sides fought fiercely, turning what was supposed to be a simple extortion into a crude robbery.
With the Rogue King’s three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the Rogue King waved his hand, and his gang of friends swarmed in, stripping the wealthy man and his servants of all their valuables before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was exhilarating! Shall we head back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the Rogue King could finish, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a beautiful woman over there. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues rushed forward, leaving the seasoned Rogue King behind.
“Miss, care for some lower-body interaction…”
“Miss, my equipment is ever-ready. Would you like to see…”
“Ah!” The local girl, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Haha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty blush with a mix of shame and fear, the spoiled young masters’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of “playful teasing” as the Sage had described. Indeed, this was far more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter could fade, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the Rogue King’s final move in seduction.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell. The “hero” stood radiant before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and she drew closer to him.
“Wow, the Sage is so cunning, so shameless. Next time, you go first, and I’ll be the rescuer!”
“Gahaha…”
The beaten young masters were in awe of the Rogue King.
As dusk deepened, the Rogue King, after a day of fun, returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d spend the night outside.”
The Rogue King chuckled awkwardly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted a young lady home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, the Rogue King’s tone grew weaker, and he finally confessed in a small voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just… looked at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks work as long as they’re effective. The Rogue King’s earnestness earned him the women’s laughter.
After the playful banter, Qiao San glanced around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned in close to Qiao San, her lush lips almost brushing his ear, and whispered, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hehe…”
The Rogue King, of course, understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless rogue pretended to be calm and smiled lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, so she stays in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
The Rogue King’s steps were uncontrollable as he entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the lustrous mark on her palm glowing, casting an enchanting and sinister light on the fox demons. “Daughters, guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage Lord comes out. Just say the Sage Lord is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to act this way at such a time.
“Hehe… Ghost Lady, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so bland!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment, then smirked indifferently. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the realm, and a suggestive wind swept across the land!
The Night Maiden remained as she was, lying peacefully on the bed. Her life signs grew weaker by the day, pulling everyone’s spirits lower.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, but his mind was filled with memories of his encounters with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved the Night Maiden that she had saved him on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
As the Rogue King stood there lost in thought, the sorrowful Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, she and he were alone, and the Rogue King’s presence so close stirred Mei’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race.
Her mind in disarray, Mei panicked. With a “ghost” in her heart, she lost her composure and instinctively turned to flee.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t harbored any improper thoughts initially. But when Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred wafted into the Rogue King’s nose, awakening his domineering desires.
The Rogue King easily blocked Mei’s path, his voice hoarse with heat, laced with a masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Saint Lord, within three days, all the spoiled disciples and dissolute young masters of the demon realm in the Nine Nether City gathered around the King of Rogues. From then on, the city was graced with an additional scene of shameless and vulgar behavior.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Saint Lord echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” The King of Rogues’ frenzied shouts resounded in the gambling den, and in the end, Qiao San, penniless, walked out of the establishment.
On the streets of Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians scanned their surroundings with thieving eyes, until finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Everyone, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Ha, ha…”
Though these demons were all either wealthy or noble, the rogue’s proposal thrilled them beyond measure.
A wealthy-looking fellow, surrounded by a group of demonic guards, strutted with his head held high. Unexpectedly, a figure collided with him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could even get angry, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, you dare bump into me? Pay up!”
Secretly, Rogue Three shook his head in disappointment. These newbies really had no class. How could they immediately ask for money? At least they should pretend to be injured! Alas… hopeless!
While the King of Rogues was amusing himself, a brawl had already broken out outside. Soon after, even Qiao San himself charged out, and both sides fought fiercely, turning what was supposed to be a well-planned extortion into a crude robbery.
With Rogue Three’s three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the King of Rogues waved his hand, and his gang of friends immediately swarmed in, looting all the money from the wealthy man and his servants before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was so thrilling! Are we heading back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the rogue could finish speaking, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a stunning beauty over there. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force allowed!”
At his command, the rookie rogues immediately rushed forward, leaving the seasoned rogue behind.
“Miss, how about a little interaction down below…”
“Miss, my thing is as hard as gold. Would you like to take a look…”
“Ah!” The local girl, with no way to escape, blushed and panicked, letting out a terrified scream.
“Ha, ha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty being teased to the point of blushing and half-scared, the spoiled young masters’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the “play” the Saint Lord had spoken of. Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter could fade, it suddenly turned into groans of pain, and they learned the final move of the rogue’s flirting.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell to the ground. The “hero” stood radiantly before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty all the way, and the beauty drew closer and closer to the hero.
“Wow, the Saint Lord is so cunning, so shameless. Next time, you guys go first, and I’ll be the one to save her!”
“Giggle…”
The beaten young masters were utterly impressed by Rogue Three.
As dusk deepened, the rogue, having played all day, finally returned to the inn. Before he could even enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d be spending the night outside.”
The rogue gave a dry laugh and shamelessly defended himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted a young lady home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, the rogue’s tone grew increasingly weak, and he finally confessed in a small voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just looked… at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks are fine as long as they work. The rogue’s earnestness indeed earned him the women’s laughter.
After the playful banter, Qiao San glanced around and asked with a slight peculiar tone, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside dueling with someone.”
At this, the Ghost Lady leaned close to Qiao San’s ear, her full red lips almost touching his earlobe, and whispered, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hee, hee…”
Of course, the rogue understood the flirtatious implication. The shameless fellow pretended to be calm and smiled lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, that’s why she stays in the room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
The rogue’s steps were uncontrollable as he entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, and the lustrous blood seal glowed, casting an enchanting and sinister light on the seductive fox spirits. “Daughters, just guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Saint Lord comes out. Say that the Saint Lord is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to do such a thing at this time.
“Giggle… Sister Ghost, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so bland!”
The Fox Queen’s words were full of wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment and then smirked indifferently. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the earthly realm, and the ambiguous wind and clouds swooped down upon the land!
The Night Maiden remained as she was, lying peacefully on the bed, her life signs growing weaker day by day, tugging at everyone’s hearts, making their spirits sink lower and lower.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly woman, but his mind was recalling every moment he had interacted with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved the Night Maiden that she had saved his life on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving him a clear answer.
As the rogue stood there lost in thought, the sorrowful Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, she and he were essentially alone, and the rogue’s close proximity sent his scent straight into Mei’s heart, stirring the beautiful flower spirit’s heart into a frantic beat.
Once her heart was in turmoil, her mind became flustered. Mei, with a “ghost” in her heart, lost her usual brightness and instinctively turned to flee towards the door.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t harbored any improper thoughts initially. But when Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred up wafted into the rogue’s nose, instantly awakening his domineering desires.
The rogue easily blocked Mei’s path, his voice hoarse with heat, exuding a masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the spoiled and dissolute disciples of the demon world in the Nine Nether City gathered around the King of Rogues. From then on, the city was graced with a shameless and vulgar spectacle.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk! Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” The King of Rogues’ frenzied shouts resounded in the gambling den, and in the end, Qiao San, penniless, walked out of the place.
On the streets of Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians eyed their surroundings, and finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Brothers, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Ha, ha…”
Though these demons were all wealthy or noble, the rogue’s proposal thrilled them immensely.
A wealthy-looking fellow, surrounded by a group of demon guards, walked with his head held high. Unexpectedly, a figure bumped into him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could get angry, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me, young master! Pay up!”
The rogue San, hidden in the shadows, shook his head and sighed. These newbies had no class. How could they immediately demand money? At least they should pretend to be injured first! Alas… hopeless!
While the King of Rogues amused himself, a brawl broke out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself charged into the fray. Both sides fought fiercely, and what was supposed to be a skillful extortion turned into a crude robbery.
With the rogue’s three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the rogue waved his hand, and his gang of friends swarmed in, stripping the wealthy man and his servants of all their money before leaving triumphantly.
“Brother Bold, that was thrilling! Shall we head back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the rogue could finish speaking, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a beautiful girl over there. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues immediately rushed forward, leaving the seasoned rogue behind.
“Miss, how about a little lower-body interaction…”
“Miss, my thing is as hard as gold. Would you like to see…”
“Ah!” The local girl, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Ha, ha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty blush with embarrassment and fear, the spoiled young masters’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the Sage’s “playful teasing.” Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter faded, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the rogue’s final trick in flirting.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell to the ground. The “hero” stood radiantly before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and the girl drew closer to her savior.
“Wow, the Sage is so cunning, so shameless! Next time, you guys go first, and I’ll be the rescuer!”
“Ha, ha…”
The beaten young masters were in awe of the rogue San.
As dusk deepened, the rogue, having played all day, finally returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d be staying out all night.”
The rogue chuckled awkwardly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted the girl home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, the rogue’s tone grew weaker, and he finally confessed in a small voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just… looked at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks work as long as they’re effective. The rogue’s earnestness indeed earned him the women’s laughter.
After the playful banter, Qiao San looked around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned close to Qiao San’s ear, her full lips almost touching his earlobe, and whispered, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hee, hee…”
The rogue, of course, understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless fellow pretended to be calm and smiled lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, so she stays in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
The rogue’s steps were uncontrollable as he entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the lustrous mark on her palm glowing, casting an enchanting and sinister light. “Daughters, guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage comes out. Just say the Sage is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to act this way at such a time.
“Giggle… Ghost Lady, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so dull!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with wickedness. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment, then smirked indifferently. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the underworld, and the ambiguous wind and clouds swept down to the earth!
The Night Maiden remained as she was, lying peacefully on the bed. Her life signs grew weaker day by day, pulling everyone’s spirits lower and lower.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly girl, but his mind wandered through memories of his encounters with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved the Night Maiden that she had saved his life on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
As the rogue stood there lost in thought, the sorrowful Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, she and he were essentially alone. The rogue’s presence, so close, penetrated Mei’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race.
With her heart in turmoil, her mind grew flustered. Mei, with a “ghost” in her heart, lost her usual brightness and instinctively turned to flee towards the door.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t harbored any improper thoughts earlier. But when Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred wafted into the rogue’s nose, awakening his domineering desires.
The rogue easily blocked Mei’s path, his voice hoarse with heat, exuding a masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
Under the bold invitation of the Heaven-Defying Sage, within three days, all the spoiled and dissolute young masters of the demon world in the Nine Nether City gathered around the Rogue King. From then on, the city was graced with a new, shameless and vulgar spectacle.
“Drink up, my demon brothers! No one leaves until they’re drunk. Whoever doesn’t finish isn’t a man!” The hearty voice of the Heaven-Defying Sage echoed through the tavern.
“Kill, kill… slaughter them all!” In the gambling den, the Rogue King’s frenzied shouts filled the air, and soon after, Qiao San, now penniless, walked out of the den.
On the streets of Nine Nether City, a group of down-and-out ruffians scanned their surroundings with thieving eyes. Finally, a suitable target appeared.
“Everyone, that pig demon looks like a nouveau riche. Let’s go!”
“Alright! Haha…”
Though these demons were all wealthy or noble, the rogue’s proposal thrilled them beyond measure.
A wealthy-looking fellow, surrounded by a group of demon guards, walked with his head held high. Unexpectedly, a figure bumped into him from the side.
Before the wealthy man could react with anger, the other party impatiently lashed out, “Damn it, how dare you bump into me, young master! Pay up now!”
Secretly, Rogue San shook his head in disappointment. These newbies had no class. How could they immediately ask for money? At least they should pretend to be injured! Alas… hopeless!
While the Rogue King amused himself, a brawl broke out outside. Soon, even Qiao San himself charged into the fray. The two sides fought fiercely, turning what was supposed to be a calculated extortion into a messy robbery.
With Rogue San’s three deadly moves—eye gouging, throat locking, and groin kicking—the wealthy man’s side was quickly overwhelmed. Finally, the Rogue King waved his hand, and his gang of friends swarmed in, stripping the wealthy man and his guards of all their valuables before making a swift exit.
“Brother Bold, that was thrilling! Shall we head back to the gambling den?”
“No, no… let’s try something new!”
Before the Rogue King could finish, his eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, “See that? There’s a fresh beauty over there. Brothers, guess the color of her underwear. I’ll be the banker! Go on, but remember the rules—no force!”
At his command, the rookie rogues immediately rushed forward, leaving the seasoned Rogue King behind.
“Miss, how about some lower-body interaction…”
“Miss, my ‘thing’ is as strong as gold. Would you like to see…”
“Ah!” The local girl, trapped and flustered, let out a terrified scream.
“Haha…” Watching the unfamiliar beauty blush with a mix of shame and fear, the spoiled young masters’ excitement peaked. They finally understood the true meaning of the Sage’s “playful teasing.” Indeed, this was much more fun than outright robbery.
Before their laughter could fade, it turned into groans of pain as they learned the final trick of the rogue’s seduction.
A figure swept in like a whirlwind, and after a flurry of punches and kicks, the “villains” fell. The “hero” stood radiantly before the beauty, “Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you home. May I know your name…”
The “hero” escorted the beauty away, and she drew closer to him with each step.
“Wow, the Sage is so cunning, so shameless. Next time, you go first, and I’ll be the rescuer!”
“Gahaha…”
The beaten young masters were utterly impressed by Rogue San.
As dusk deepened, the rogue, after a day of fun, finally returned to the inn. Before he could enter, the jealous Ghost Lady grabbed his ear.
“Husband, I heard you played the hero again today. I thought you’d be spending the night outside.”
The rogue chuckled awkwardly, shamelessly defending himself, “I didn’t do anything. I just escorted a young lady home.”
Under the unwavering gaze of the women, the rogue’s tone grew increasingly weak. Finally, he confessed in a small voice, “I… really didn’t do anything. I just… looked at the color of her underwear. Really, just a glance. I swear!”
Old tricks work as long as they’re effective. The rogue’s earnestness indeed brought laughter from the women.
After the playful banter, Qiao San glanced around and asked with a hint of curiosity, “Where are Brother Ying and Sister Mei?”
“Sister Mei is still waiting for the Night Maiden. As for Ying Long, he’s probably still outside, dueling with someone.”
The Ghost Lady leaned closer to Qiao San, her full lips almost touching his ear, and whispered, “Husband, Sister Mei has been acting a bit strange lately. Hehe…”
The rogue, of course, understood the Ghost Lady’s teasing. The shameless fellow pretended to be calm and smiled lightly, “Don’t talk nonsense. Sister Mei is just concerned about the Night Maiden, that’s why she stays in her room all day. I’ll go and talk to her.”
The rogue’s steps were uncontrollable as he entered the Night Maiden’s room. The eighteen fox maidens were about to follow, but the Fox Queen raised her hand, the lustrous mark on her palm glowing, casting an enchanting and sinister light. “Daughters, guard outside. Remember, no one enters until the Sage Lord comes out. Just say the Sage Lord is healing the Night Maiden.”
“Ah, Sister Fox, what are you…” The Ghost Lady’s expression changed slightly, not expecting the Fox Queen to act this way at such a time.
“Heehee… Sister Ghost, don’t you want to watch the show? It’s no fun if it’s always so bland!”
The Fox Queen’s words were filled with mischief. The Ghost Lady thought for a moment and then smiled playfully. After all, her man never intended to be a good person, so why should she meddle?
The serene red moon blinked in the sky above the earthly realm, and a suggestive wind swept across the land!
The Night Maiden remained as before, lying quietly on the bed. Her life signs grew weaker day by day, pulling everyone’s spirits lower and lower.
Qiao San stood by the bed for a while, his eyes on the ugly maiden, but his mind recalling every moment he had spent with the Night Maiden.
It was because he had saved the Night Maiden that she had saved his life on Kunlun. Could this be what the Book Spirit meant by “good deeds bring good rewards”? Did the Book Spirit already know the Night Maiden’s true identity? Alas, the Book Spirit always played mysterious, never giving a clear answer.
Lost in thought, the rogue stood there, while the sorrowful Mei grew increasingly uneasy.
In the confined space, she and he were essentially alone. The rogue’s presence, so close, invaded Mei’s heart, making the beautiful flower spirit’s heart race uncontrollably.
Her mind in disarray, her thoughts in panic, Mei, with a “ghost” in her heart, lost her usual brightness and instinctively turned to flee towards the door.
To be honest, Qiao San hadn’t harbored any improper thoughts earlier. But when Mei, like a startled deer, tried to escape, the fragrant breeze she stirred wafted into the rogue’s nose, awakening his domineering desires.
The rogue easily blocked Mei’s path, his voice hoarse with the heat of passion, exuding a masculine allure, “Sister Mei, where are you going?”
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