The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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Her rationality was crumbling inch by inch under this relentless, meticulous torment. Just when Zhao Min felt she was about to be completely swallowed up by this wave and go completely insane, all of Yin Susu's movements suddenly stopped.

That hand left her body.

The sudden calm was even more unbearable than the previous rage. Zhao Min's body was still immersed in the overwhelming afterglow, her sensitive flesh behind her was still spasming and contracting uncontrollably, emptyly "searching" for the foreign object that had just tormented her.

Her mind was like a candle flame flickering in a strong wind, and for a moment she couldn't tell where she was.

Yin Susu slowly straightened up, took two steps back, and sat leisurely on an embroidered stool on the edge of the bed.

She looked at the stunningly beautiful girl on the bed, her clothes torn, her hair disheveled, her body drenched in sweat, and her face still bearing traces of tears and flush. Her eyes held no more desire, only a hunter's calm and cruel scrutiny.

"Your Highness!"

Her voice returned to its original clarity and calmness, as if the sadistic devil from before was merely a fleeting dream of Zhao Min: "Now, let's discuss terms?"

Zhao Min's body trembled slightly.

She slowly turned her head, and her dreamy, starry eyes finally refocused, landing on Yin Susu's face.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Zhao Min's voice was hoarse. She struggled, trying to cover her exposed body with her tattered clothes, but her movements were clumsy and stiff because of the object behind her.

"What do I want to do?"

Yin Susu smiled, a smile tinged with pity, as if looking at a child who overestimated himself: "I came to give the princess a chance."

An opportunity...to regain freedom and reclaim dignity.

"free?

dignity?"

Zhao Min gave a self-deprecating laugh, "What dignity do I have left in this state?"

"That's right, you don't."

Yin Susu interrupted her mercilessly: "Right now, you are nothing more than a prisoner of Wang Meng, a pawn he uses to play against your father."

Moreover... he was her plaything with that beautiful Taoist nun.

"He makes you 'hold' this thing in your mouth so that he can constantly remind you that your body no longer belongs to you."

Whether you walk, sit, sleep, or even take a breath, you can't forget that you are a slave being manipulated.

He will gradually wear down your pride until you willingly wag your tail and beg for his mercy, like a female dog.

Every word Yin Susu uttered was like a sharp knife, starkly dissecting Zhao Min's bloody reality.

Zhao Min's face turned deathly pale. She knew that everything Yin Susu said was true.

"but!"

Yin Susu changed the subject, her eyes flashing with the ambition of a ruthless leader: "My Sky Eagle Sect can give you another option."

We can rescue you and bring you back to the Prince of Ruyang's mansion, so you can continue being the high and mighty Minmin Temur you once were.

"This gives you the opportunity to personally repay Wang Meng and that Taoist nun the hundredfold humiliation you suffered today!"

Zhao Min's breath hitched.

revenge!

These two words were like a bolt of lightning, cleaving through all the despair and darkness in her heart, making her almost dead heart beat violently again.

She raised her head and stared intently at Yin Susu, her eyes regaining the sharp glint of a Mongolian eagle: "What are the conditions?"

Your Sky Eagle Cult wouldn't do a losing business.

"smart people."

Yin Susu nodded approvingly. "My conditions are very simple."

"First, I want you to issue travel permits in the name of the Prince of Ruyang’s Mansion for my Sky Eagle Sect’s business of furs and herbs on the grasslands. No checkpoints may obstruct or any tribe may question us."

"The business acumen I teach is as promising as my official career."

"Secondly, I want the list of all the spies and informants that your father has planted in the seven towns of Jiangnan."

Not a single one can be missing.

"third!"

Yin Susu's voice became increasingly low and filled with a sense of oppression, "I want you to swear to the Eternal Heaven that you will not deal with my Heavenly Eagle Sect in your lifetime."

Not only that, but if one day our Heavenly Eagle Sect and the Ming Cult go to war, your Ruyang Prince's Mansion must remain on the sidelines, and even, if necessary, provide convenience for our sect.

Each condition struck Zhao Min like a thunderclap.

Zhao Min fell silent. Her exceptionally intelligent mind was racing.

She weighed the pros and cons of living in humiliation versus risking her freedom to regain it.

She looked at Yin Susu in front of her. She was also a smart person, ruthless, vicious, and unscrupulous, but she also had clear goals and huge ambitions.

Cooperating with such a person is tantamount to asking a tiger for its skin.

But... only someone like that could possibly pull her out of this abyss.

After a long while, Zhao Min slowly, using all her strength, propped herself up to sit up, her body weak and sore. She didn't bother to straighten her tattered clothes, but left her upper body naked, exposing her perfect figure to the air.

She met Yin Susu's gaze with an attitude of equality and negotiation.

"I promise you."

She spoke slowly and deliberately, her voice devoid of any weakness, only the resoluteness of a Mongolian princess: "But how can I trust you?"

"That old nun outside has unfathomable martial arts skills. The two of us probably wouldn't even be able to get out of this door."

Yin Susu smiled, a smile of triumphant triumph, full of the joy of a victor.

"To gain the princess's trust, we must first remove a major concern for you."

As she spoke, she leaned in again and came up behind Zhao Min.

She no longer used any aggressive movements, but instead gently turned Zhao Min's body around, presenting her to her in a humiliating, kneeling position.

Then, her fingers grasped the cold base of the golden object.

"Your Highness, please remember this feeling."

Yin Susu whispered in Zhao Min's ear, "This is the feeling of freedom."

Immediately, she exerted force with her wrist and began to slowly and firmly pull out the lewd object, a symbol of humiliation and possession, that was deeply buried inside Zhao Min's body!

"what!"

Zhao Min let out a long groan filled with both pain and relief.

The flesh, stretched to its limit, felt an indescribable soreness and emptiness as the foreign object was pulled out.

When that round head passed over the most sensitive, nerve-filled sphincter muscles, it brought an intense sensation that almost made her faint.

Zhao Min's slightly swollen and red rear end, having lost its support, opened helplessly, like a thirsty little mouth, spasming and contracting as if greedily breathing in the air of freedom.

An unprecedented and utter sense of ease spread throughout her body.

Yin Susu casually tossed the still-warm gold object onto the ground, making a crisp "clang" sound.

She bent down and gathered Zhao Min's clothes to cover her exposed skin.

"Tonight, the princess will regain her freedom!"

The hatch closed behind them, completely shutting out Zhao Min's complex gaze, which was a mixture of humiliation, relief, and resentment at rebirth.

Yin Susu let out a long breath, feeling that the exchange just now had been more mentally taxing than fighting a top-tier master for three hundred rounds.

She picked up the already cold food box, her face once again displaying Zhou Zhiruo's timid, gentle, and harmless expression, while her mind raced, calculating each step to come.

The alliance with Zhao Min has been established.

Then we can arrange for the Sky Eagle Cult to come and hijack the ship.

She opened the second hatch and was about to step out.

However, all her thoughts and plans froze into ice the moment she saw the view outside the door.

Wang Meng and Fang Yanqing stood side by side outside the door, like two statues of gods and demons, completely blocking the path in front of her.

The river breeze lifted the hem of Wang Meng's brocade robe. He stood with his hands behind his back, his figure as straight as a mountain. His deep eyes revealed no emotion, yet they carried an innate sense of oppression, as if he were looking down on all living beings.

Fang Yanqing, standing beside him, remained as aloof and detached as ever, her moon-white Taoist robe spotless, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword.

The former had just returned from the shore, still carrying a trace of the outside world's hustle and bustle, yet strangely blended with the extravagance and austerity of the ship's top deck.

The air seemed to have turned into viscous amber at that moment.

Yin Susu's heart sank into an abyss.

She felt her hands and feet were ice cold, and even breathing became difficult.

She never imagined that she would run into these two people at this most critical moment!

Wang Meng's gaze fell on her.

That gaze was not aggressive, yet it was sharper than any sword, as if it could peel away her disguise layer by layer and see through all the secrets deep in her heart.

He first glanced casually at the food box in her hand.

Then, his gaze lingered for a moment on her feigned pitiful face and her lips, which were slightly pale with nervousness.

His eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

Time seemed to stand still, each breath feeling as long as an eternity.

Just as Yin Susu felt she was about to collapse under this silent pressure, Wang Meng suddenly laughed.

The smile didn't reach his eyes, but it carried a chilling, playful quality, like a hunter spotting an interesting prey.

He spoke slowly, his voice deep and magnetic, yet it made Yin Susu's blood almost freeze.

"Master Tai!"

He didn't look at Fang Yanqing, his gaze remained fixed on Yin Susu, as if he were speaking to her: "I don't know why, but after dealing with those vulgar people in Jiangning City just now, the murderous aura in my body seems to have gathered again and won't dissipate."

He stretched out a hand and pressed his temple, the movement appearing somewhat casual.

"Last time, I was fortunate enough to have the nun help me by guiding me, and it was quite effective."