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Although they had fought many, many rounds, Lin Yaoxie was still overjoyed by this 'husband' who was truly in his heart.

Holding Yin Susu in his arms, Lin Yaoxie glanced at Wang Baobao, who was sitting on the ground still defecating, and frowned.

Although Wang Baobao had lost control of her bladder, she kept a close eye on Lin Yaoxie's changing expressions.

He was still young and didn't know the specifics of the Demon Emperor and the events of over sixty years ago. Judging from Lin Yaoxie's disregard for Zhang Sanfeng's words and the way he instantly killed A'da and the other two, this guy really was a demon.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." Apart from this sentence, Wang Baobao, who had never yielded to anyone, would not say any other words of begging for mercy.

Lin Yaoxie shook his head with a wry smile, never expecting that Genghis Khan's descendants would be so afraid of death.

In Lin Yaoxie's view, among Temujin's three sons, Kublai Khan was the most neither humble nor arrogant, and Möngke Khan was the most resolute. Even Ariq Böke, who was relatively less capable, could be considered a decisive and ruthless ruler.

It's a pity, you can tell what a person will be like at three years old. Even though Wang Baobao is still a minor, judging from his behavior at this age, he won't amount to much in the future.

"Although killing you would taint my hands, I will still kill you." Lin Yaoxie savored the tenderness of Yin Susu in his arms, teasingly saying, "Because you stink too much."

"No, no, no—" Wang Baobao stammered, unable to utter a single complete word this time.

"Kill me if you must, but don't kill my brother." A girl's decisive voice came from the courtyard.

A moment later, a girl who was only five or six years old, with two little braids and two dimples, appeared.

She is Princess Shaomin, Zhao Min.

Zhao Min scanned the council hall, a flicker of panic only appearing in her eyes when her gaze swept over Ah San's mangled corpse. But it was fleeting, and a moment later, calm and tranquility returned.

"You two incredibly powerful figures, who have killed those who deserved to die, don't bother with us kids," Zhao Min said to Lin Yao with a wicked smile, as if she were a girl next door talking to a familiar uncle. She showed no fear or shyness whatsoever.

Lin Daoxie was very interested in Zhao Min. Looking at all of Jin Yong's works, only Princess Shaomin could be compared to Huang Rong's cleverness and resourcefulness.

Chapter 132: The Child Bride [Second Update]

"I can spare Big Shit Bao's life, how will you thank me?" Lin Yaoxie looked at the adorable Zhao Min with a face full of affection.

This made Yin Susu in his arms a little jealous, and she snorted in dissatisfaction.

Lin Yaoxie does indeed have the idea of ​​adding Zhao Min to his harem, but not now. Although he has a broad love for women and isn't limited to any particular type, he doesn't have much interest in young girls.

Even if we were to take Zhao Min in, let's wait until she's older.

Although Zhao Min was only six years old, her mind was already so meticulous that it was beyond her years.

Seeing Lin Yaoxie's eyes and smelling Yin Susu's jealousy, the little girl gave Lin Yaoxie a deep bow in Han Chinese etiquette: "If you can spare my brother, I am willing to acknowledge you as my godfather."

"Let me be your godfather?" Lin Yaoxie had considered other answers, but he never expected her to do something like this.

Yin Susu was overjoyed upon hearing this and said with a smile, "Great! If you become the godfather, then I'll become the godmother, right? It's settled then. I'm not that interested in killing that little poop prince."

Lin Yaoxie sighed helplessly.

Zhao Min may be young, but she is quite shrewd. She is well aware of the abilities of Ah Da and the other two. These three couldn't even withstand a single move from the young man in white, and the fact that the man and woman entered the palace without attracting the guards' attention suggests they are incredibly powerful and influential.

Zhao Min had already arrived at the door and heard Lin Yaoxie refer to himself as the Demon Emperor. She felt that she had heard this title before, as if her father had mentioned it once unintentionally, speaking very respectfully.

With the idea that it's better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free, Zhao Min thought she should first build a good relationship with Lin Yaoxie, which might be useful in the future.

As for the lives of Ah Da and the others, in the young princess's eyes, it was no different from the death of three mangy dogs. The Prince of Runan's mansion might not have much else, but it certainly had plenty of mangy dogs greedy for wealth and status.

And so, Lin Yaoxie fulfilled his promise to Yin Susu and even gained a goddaughter. But in his heart, a goddaughter was not his biological daughter; at best, she was just a child bride.

The thought of a child bride reignited Lin Yaoxie's desires. Although he had expelled the demonic nature that devoured his true self, Lin Yaoxie's desires in this regard remained strong.

If one didn't have such extraordinary desires, wouldn't one be sexually unsatisfied with so many wives in the ancient tomb?

Since desire has arisen, it must be dealt with quickly. After leaving the Prince of Runan's mansion, Lin Yaoxie took Susu directly back to the ancient tomb.

At the same moment, Wang Baobao, who had just been terrified and looked like a pile of excrement inside the palace, finally came to his senses.

"I'm furious! What Demon Emperor? What Yin Susu? How dare they come to my door to kill my people? Damn it, they have no respect for me, Wang Baobao!" Wang Baobao roared, knocking over a large vase in the council hall.

Zhao Min glanced at him sideways: "Come on, let alone you, even our father is not taken seriously by them."

"Little sister!" Wang Baobao rushed over to grab Zhao Min's hand.

But his stench made Zhao Min hide in the courtyard: "If you have something to say, say it. Stay away from me."

"Eh." Only then did Wang Baobao notice his condition and couldn't help but cover his nose in disgust.

The more disheveled he became, the more agitated he grew: "Little sister, who is the man with the witch from the Divine Eagle Cult? He calls himself the Demon Emperor, but I've never heard of him before?"

"You still don't believe me when I say you're an idiot?" Zhao Min looked down on her brave but foolish brother. "Have you forgotten how our Yuan Dynasty came to rule the world?"

Seeing that Wang Baobao was still confused, Zhao Min continued, "You never think about anything serious, and it's fine if you don't understand that period of history. I'm too lazy to explain it to you. If you're planning to take revenge, I won't stop you. Head south from Dadu, at the foot of a demonic mountain, there's an ancient tomb. The man who scared you so much that you peed your pants is my newly recognized godfather. If you're not satisfied, take some people and go have a go at him."

After saying that, Zhao Min twisted her small body and hopped away.

Zhao Min knows her brother all too well. This son of an official will definitely find a way to get revenge.

But Zhao Min wasn't worried; in fact, she hoped Wang Baobao would cause a bigger scene. She wanted to see just how powerful the "demon emperor" her father had casually mentioned about handing over the throne to the Yuan Dynasty really was.

Sure enough, Wang Baobao, standing alone at the door, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "I'm not stupid enough to go and cause trouble. But I know how to find people, hehe, sister, you and Father always say I'm reckless, this time I'll show you a little trick."

Soon after, a rumor spread throughout the martial arts world.

It is said that Xie Xun's body, who finally obtained the Dragon-Slaying Saber, was found on the beach, but the saber was not found. Well-informed merchants in Dadu say that the Dragon-Slaying Saber was taken by the descendants of the Ancient Tomb. And now, the Ancient Tomb no longer contains the Two Immortals, the Thirteen Black Riders, or the Demon Emperor's Forest demons.

For the vast majority of people, the credibility of this rumor is extremely low.

Putting aside other matters, quite a few people did go to Donghai Town and did indeed find signs of a battle involving the Golden Lion King outside the town, but no one found the Lion King's corpse. Moreover, for many elderly people who had heard of or even experienced the great battle between good and evil seventy years ago, the message was clear: Demon Mountain is worth visiting, but the ancient tomb is absolutely off-limits.

But seventy years ago, the young people all thought the news of the Demon Emperor, who was specifically suppressed by the Black Long Guard and the Great Yuan Dynasty, was just a fabrication.

Thus, a group of so-called rising stars in the martial arts world formed an exploration team of several hundred people, and they really risked their lives to venture into the ancient tomb.

Seventy years have changed a lot, but for the environment surrounding the ancient tomb, everything seems to have remained unchanged since ancient times.

Even the soul-summoning banner that Lin Yaoxie planted on the hill not far away is still standing as it was more than seventy years ago. However, no one has come to disturb it in recent decades, and those wandering souls have long been taken back by Lin Yaoxie.

On this day, several hundred people suddenly appeared outside the ancient tomb. These hundreds of people were acting suspiciously, searching here and there for a way to enter the ancient tomb.

Just then, a delicate shout came from above everyone's heads: "By order of the Ancestral Master Lin Chaoying, anyone who trespasses into the ancient tomb will be killed without mercy!"

Everyone looked up and saw a girl in white flying through the air. The girl held a sword in her hand, and as she swung her arm, the sword's trajectory was unique and beautiful.

Chapter 133: The Wind Fills the Tower [Third Update]

In an instant, the weather changed drastically; a torrential downpour of swords rained down, plunging the expedition team into annihilation.

The little girl strolled gracefully through the air, and with a slight sway, changed direction and flew towards the entrance of the ancient tomb.

"Those annoying fleas, of all times they had to come, just when we sisters were ganging up on that big lecher. I have to hurry back, or I'll miss the chance for the sisters to discipline little sister Susu."

These words, spoken in a sexy voice by the young woman, made one feel as if they had stepped into another world.

And so, the only spark in the martial arts world that dared to offend the Ancient Tomb was extinguished.

After this incident, Wang Baobao quieted down. The Prince of Runan later learned that the incident was caused by his son spreading false information and almost beat Wang Baobao to death with family discipline. If it weren't for Zhao Min's timely intervention, the young prince would have been in trouble again.

The ancient tomb and Demon Mountain have returned to peace. Without the Butcher's Blade, the martial world has gradually quieted down.

In the following decade or so, the Great Yuan Empire saw several more emperors. The court gradually fell into chaos, and those in power began to neglect the threat posed by the demons, mainly because the Thirteen Black Riders had been gone for far too long.

Only the Prince of Runan occasionally reminded the emperor not to forget to pay tribute to the ancient tomb. Although the emperor still agreed, his expression was clearly displeased. Because of this incident, he gradually became cold towards the Prince of Runan.

More than a decade after Tu Longdao, Xie Xun, and Zhang Cuishan disappeared, the Ziwei star in the sky gradually dimmed. The arrogant Yuan emperor was completely unaware of this and remained stubborn and self-willed, believing that the world had won his heart.

Without the constraints of the Thirteen Black Knights, the Yuan Dynasty rulers no longer respected the Han people as much as before. The hearts of the Han people were gradually cooling, and the anti-Yuan and restorationist sentiments slowly rose in various places.

On the 90th anniversary of the founding of the Great Yuan Empire, Lin Yaoxie emerged from the ancient tomb.

Behind him stood eight wives: Ren Tingting, Xiaolongnu, Guo Fu, Huang Rong, Li Mochou, Gongsun Lüe, Lu Wushuang, and Yin Susu.

"Is it time?" Although Huang Rong was not the first to follow Lin Yaoxie, all the women regarded her as the head of the harem.

"Yes, the time has come." Lin Yaoxie looked up at the sky and saw a long rainbow piercing through the sun, a sign that the world was about to descend into chaos.

"When will you be able to return?" Guo Fu was as gentle as ever.

"It's hard to say, but I don't care anymore," Lin Yaoxie said. "We've happily lived for ninety years, and soon I will take you away from here. Back to a world more than a thousand years in the future, a completely new existence."

After kissing his wives goodbye, Lin Yaoxie released the wolf god Salaba and set off.

The young woman watched his departing figure and said softly, "My husband is going without us by his side. I wonder how many sisters he will bring back for us when he returns."

The women covered their mouths and laughed, saying in unison, "He's always like this; we'll get used to it."

The women turned back, and Lin Yaoxie rode his carefree Salab, roaming freely across the land. It was foreseeable that in the near future, another bloody storm would sweep through the martial world.

The Demon Emperor has returned to the world, and the heavens and earth tremble. Everyone in this world will be affected. It's just that some people will be affected more severely than others.

It was still the same dock in that small town by the East China Sea, still the same hotel with only one owner and one waiter. Except that the waiter had become the owner, and a younger waiter had taken over the job of running errands, everything seemed unchanged.

On this day, a large wooden raft made of tree trunks slowly docked at the pier, and three people disembarked.

Both the man and woman were around forty years old. Although they were getting on in years, the man still dressed like a handsome and chivalrous knight, and the woman still retained her charm.

Beside the woman was a boy of about ten years old. The boy was strong and had a square face. But compared to his handsome father and beautiful mother, he seemed overly simple and honest.

The three of them were Zhang Cuishan and his wife, who had returned from Icefire Island, and their son, Zhang Wuji.

The news of Zhang Wuxia's return with his son quickly spread throughout the martial arts world, exciting everyone present. For Wudang, Zhang Wuxia's return was undoubtedly a great joy. But for most martial artists, it was merely a topic of conversation over tea.

In reality, what excited people in the martial arts world wasn't Zhang Cuishan, nor his beautiful wife and honest son. Rather, it was information about the whereabouts of the Butcher's Blade.

Since Wang Baobao's rumor was proven false, the real sources have released the news. Xie Xun has disappeared, and along with him, Zhang Cuishan and a young girl from the Divine Eagle Sect have also vanished.

Now Zhang Cuishan and his wife have returned with their son, but the enormous butcher's knife was not found in their luggage. Whether Xie Xun is dead or alive, and where the butcher's knife is, are the questions that concern the world.

Thus, without Wudang's invitation, martial arts figures from various schools gathered at Wudang Mountain. Even in front of the old man Zhang Sanfeng, they still brazenly inquired about Xie Xun and the Butcher's Saber from Zhang Cuishan and his wife.

Zhang Cuishan and his wife kept their mouths shut, not uttering a single word. Unexpectedly, the simple-minded Zhang Wuji blurted out that Xie Xun was his godfather.

The situation became difficult to control for a time. Everyone believed that the Zhang couple had a very close relationship with Xie Xun, and that the Zhang couple must know the whereabouts of the Butcher's Knife.

Under immense pressure, Zhang Cuishan had no choice but to commit suicide, hoping to exchange his life for the peace of his wife and his sect.

After her husband died, could the wife live on her own? After saying a few words to her son Wuji, Madam Zhang also committed suicide.

Zhang Sanfeng was devastated. He protected Zhang Wuji and questioned the leaders of various sects.

While each sect and faction respected Master Zhang's authority, they also felt they had gone too far, and thus dispersed.

A storm is brewing, and the evil spirit Lin Yaoxie is about to make his appearance.