Chapter 291: The Rebirth of Schemes

“Baby, be my woman, will you? Say yes or no…”

The coercive questioning began again. The tranquil water instantly surged violently. Whether Xuan Nu agreed or resisted, the rogue would press against her chest, causing her body to tremble continuously.

In the midst of ecstasy, the water surrounding the two parted in all directions, and six ice walls suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Bang!

Xuan Nu was forcefully pinned against the ice wall, her front tightly pressed against it. The coldness of the ice pierced her burning nipples. Her fragrant breath left strange marks on the icy surface.

The rogue indulged in every posture and every intimate moment, but within this special “ice house,” he felt an extraordinary thrill.

Three days later, Xuan Nu was physically exhausted, her pleas unceasing.

“Bold San… stop… let go… oh… go… go a little slower…”

Ten days and nights of “hard work” finally bore fruit. Part of it was due to the rogue’s relentless efforts, and part due to Xuan Nu’s inner struggle. If her master and the Dragon Mother couldn’t resist the rogue’s invasion, why should she insist on tormenting herself?

Thinking thus, the disciple of the White Maiden closed her eyes tightly and slowly collapsed onto Bold San. Soon, she drifted into a dream filled with three parts drowsiness, three parts resentment, and four parts shyness.

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Inside the Jiuyou Palace, the slanting moon shone like a hook, pouring silver light. The former gloominess had been replaced by a soft, feminine aura. From Lady Qiao down to the eighteen fox girl guards, all had moved into the underworld’s imperial palace.

In the imperial garden, the women’s graceful figures floated about—some discussing scriptures, some playing musical instruments or dancing, while others chased and played joyfully. The fox girls sang and danced lightly; the beauty beneath the moonlight was a rare wonder in the world.

At this moment, Lady Qiao floated with an ethereal elegance, her aura blending harmoniously with the profound night. She was teaching the eager young ghost girl the Ghost Scripture techniques. The two were originally engrossed in their studies when suddenly, Shuling turned her body and abruptly struck her palm toward the empty space behind her.

Bang!

A violent gust of wind arose out of nowhere, sending leaves and broken branches flying like arrows. When the dust settled, a twisted figure seemed to fall out of the dark clouds, its shrill, hideous laughter shattering the previously serene atmosphere.

“Gwa, gwa… Didn’t expect me back, did you? This seat has returned!”

As the saying goes, enemies meeting sparks fierce anger. Gouxin didn’t waste words; the Tianxin Formless Art lifted her into the air. Her bird-claw-like hands waved thick waves of cold, dark energy. She had finally found the chance to personally seek revenge. Naturally, she wanted to capture all her enemies at once. Setting up a magic formation to trap the women was just the first step.

The scene from the old volcanic island still vivid in her mind, recalling Gouxin’s power and the overwhelming Tian Yao aura she exuded, Yu Shan involuntarily tightened her jade fan and breathed more quickly than usual.

“Madam, let Xiao You try.”

Delicate and graceful, Xizi appeared, her face a rare blend of charm and innocence, a faint blush adorning her cheeks. Her graceful figure silently pierced through the barrier Gouxin had erected with all her might.

“My daughter, let mother help you!”

Giji, driven by maternal love, threw the Xuan Feng Cauldron forward and leapt after it. Her full spiritual form emitted a glow from the Ghost Scripture, and her three-colored flowing hair pierced through the magical barrier first.

“Heehee… Twelve wants to test the strength of the State Preceptor too. I heard our young master nearly perished at your hands.”

Xuanhu Twelve’s ever-changing eyes revealed obvious hatred. Her graceful figure stepped forward, surrounded by boundless misty waves. The beautiful girl instantly transformed into an exquisite beauty. With another step, she had already reached the barrier.

Facing the undulating barrier, Twelve smiled charmingly, instantly transforming from an elegant fairy into an irresistible enchantress. A pair of magnificent breasts broke through the mist, proudly revealed. The secret techniques of the Xuanhu clan were now fully integrated into Twelve’s every move. Although Gouxin was also a woman and not tempted by such beauty, intense jealousy surged within her.

The barrier immediately wavered chaotically, and Twelve passed through it as easily as returning home.

“Oh, my daughter, let mother join in the fun too.”

The fox queen slipped through the gap Twelve had opened. Her movement seemed effortless, yet without extraordinary perception and immense magical power, how could one possibly seize such a fleeting opportunity?

Though it seemed like a long story, it all happened in an instant. Just as Gouxin was about to unleash her power, her vision blurred, and she found herself surrounded by two pairs of mother and daughter.

Shock caused the vengeful monster’s body to tremble involuntarily. Regret welled up inside her—she should have returned to the volcanic island immediately after finishing her mission.

Among the women, only the gentle and dignified Qingniang remained anxious. Having heard of Gouxin’s terrifying power, she instinctively clutched her mother-in-law’s arm, her voice trembling slightly: “Can Twelve and the others win? Mother, you should go help them.”

Though Nvmei’s magical power couldn’t match Twelve and the others, her insight was sharp. Qingniang’s unique position in Qiao San’s heart made the other women especially fond of her, so they smiled and explained, “Qingniang, just watch the show. Whether Gouxin can escape depends entirely on their moods.”

Before the flower spirit Dan’s words had even faded, the sparks from the midair magical clash were already dazzlingly beautiful.

One by one, the four women stepped forward and exchanged blows with Gouxin. After four strikes, the four women stepped back a few paces. The initial outcome was decided, but Gouxin couldn’t even smile, because the formation conjured by the four women was already pressing down on her, making her skin contract instinctively—a primal warning of life itself!

Not good, the situation was turning dire!

At that moment, Yufei, the empress, and other cultivators from the human realm arrived upon hearing the commotion, just in time to see the four women forcing Gouxin into retreat.

Beigong Zhen approached her mother and respectfully bowed to her adoptive father, Beigong Ping. Then, with a meaningful glance at the high-level experts from the Chenyuan Sect behind Beigong Ping, she spoke with deep emotion: “Father, Gouxin plotted against my husband. They will never forgive anyone who harms him, including me!”

“Zhen’er, father understands. Sigh, the past is the past!”

Beigong Ping’s widened pupils took a long time to return to normal. Forget about seeking revenge on Bold San—even taking a single step closer brought an immediate sense of deadly danger.

Beigong Zhen casually pulled Xiaohongyin over and, ignoring the child’s protests, forcibly handed him to Beigong Ping. The child’s sudden presence immediately eased the previous awkwardness and allowed the Chenyuan Taoists to breathe a little easier.