Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 166 - 161: A Dragon Plays With Two Phoenixes (2/5)

Chapter 166: Chapter 161: A Dragon Plays With Two Phoenixes (2/5)

Zhou Heng didn’t linger, his figure leaping up and fleeing in the blink of an eye.

Just a few minutes later, he was back at the inn, pushing open the door to his room. Dozens of candles lit the space, casting a soft glow that seemed to wash away his murderous aura, instantly bringing clarity to his mind and spirit.

"Back already?" Xiao Huoshui’s voice came lazily, sweet and irresistible as if squeezed from honey.

Zhou Heng approached and saw the seductive woman lying in a lounge chair, her body curled up like a small cat, covered by a thin blanket that perfectly outlined her stunning figure.

He remembered she had said she didn’t wear clothes when she slept!

Zhou Heng couldn’t help but feel his heart stir—beneath that thin blanket was her bare, wondrous body?

Xiao Huoshui slowly propped herself up, and the blanket slid down, revealing her lovely form, her long black hair, her pale neck, and the prominent rise of her breasts. However, only the contour of her breasts was exposed before a pink brassiere concealed them.

"You lied to me!" Zhou Heng clenched his teeth in complaint, "What happened to being stark naked?"

"Teehee, you can’t trust the words of a stinky man, and you most definitely can’t trust those of a beautiful woman!" Xiao Huoshui laughed mischievously, every bit the charming, fatal temptress she was.

She stood up and walked toward Zhou Heng with an alluring grace, her waist swaying gently, her round hips swishing with a captivating charm.

"My little man, don’t you want to strip me with your own hands?" Xiao Huoshui stopped and placed one hand on her waist, pushing out her ample bottom in an exaggerated, tempting pose.

Zhou Heng walked over and gently lifted her pale chin, making her look up at him, and smiled, "Don’t call me a little man, or you’ll regret it!"

Xiao Huoshui laughed sweetly and said, "Hold me!"

"As you wish!" Zhou Heng opened his arms and embraced the seductive woman, striding into the inner room, where they tumbled onto the bed.

Xiao Huoshui lay on Zhou Heng’s chest, the heavy weight of her breasts incredibly comfortable against him. She put a jade finger to her lips and nibbled it slightly, asking, "Did you kill Ying Bingfeng?"

"I did," Zhou Heng nodded.

"So, I am a widow again?" Xiao Huoshui spoke in a melancholic tone.

Indeed, she and Ying Bingfeng were legally married under the Empire’s laws, wed in a proper ceremony.

"How does that make you feel?" Zhou Heng’s large hand moved to caress her full breast, pillowy yet resilient, the sensation indescribably pleasurable. His breathing grew hurried as his burning desire pressed tightly against Xiao Huoshui’s private haven.

"I’m destined to widow my husbands!" Xiao Huoshui giggled charmingly, deftly unfastening Zhou Heng’s trousers and freeing his ardent length. Her almond-shaped eyes clouded with lust at the sight and then she threatened fiercely, "You better be good to me from now on, or I’ll force you to marry me and then widow you!"

What an unconventional threat!

Zhou Heng laughed heartily, heartily kneading Xiao Huoshui’s plush buttocks, his desire growing stronger and more vehement.

"I’m going to devour you!" Xiao Huoshui lifted her ivory bottom, her delicate hand guiding him as she slowly sat back down. Her brows furrowed and relaxed, alternately shaping expressions of pleasure, while low moans escaped her lips, utterly bewitching.

The two were fully united, and a tempestuous storm immediately ensued.

...

At first, Xiao Huoshui was wild, galloping atop Zhou Heng like a female rider. But how could she outlast Zhou Heng, who had consumed the Golden Sun Grass King? After a frenzied hour, she didn’t know whether she had reached cloud nine eight or nine times, while Zhou Heng, although he had finished once, was ready and replete again, his passion still raging.

"Little man, I concede. Let me rest a while before attending to you again!" she said with love-weary eyes, her body drenched in enticing sweet sweat, feeling as if she might die from extreme pleasure.

She was not inexperienced, her licentious nature owed to her insatiable desires, yet no man had ever satisfied her—until now. She felt that it was Zhou Heng who was insatiable, almost tormenting her to death.

Yet such a death would be worth it!

Xiao Huoshui had never felt so fulfilled. Despite being exhausted, every part of her body thrummed with joy. Her white jade-like skin glowed a captivating pink, her lovely face flushed with spring ardor, enhancing her allure.

Smack!

Zhou Heng slapped her perky, round bottom, relishing the feel, she being a seductress through and through, igniting an unstoppable desire in him. "Don’t you dare call your master ’little man’!"

"Yes, my great hero!" Xiao Huoshui rolled her eyes at Zhou Heng, but as she felt his readiness, she cried in alarm, "Good brother, I really can’t take any more!"

Dying in ecstasy was one thing, but having just tasted the pleasures Zhou Heng offered, she was far from willing to die like that.

She wanted to experience him ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times more!

Zhou Heng thought for a moment and smiled, "Can you keep a secret?"

"My man, you can trust me absolutely!" Xiao Huoshui looked at Zhou Heng tenderly. She might not have fallen in love with this man, but she would never do anything to harm him.

"Don’t resist at all!" Zhou Heng’s thoughts moved, connecting with the Nine Mystic Trial Tower.

Whoosh, both of them were taken in at the same time.

"Master—"

"Eh!"

Xiao Huoshui and Orchid Concubine bumped into each other, and both women let out a surprised exclamation. They were some of the most noble women in the Imperial Capital and naturally recognized each other.

"Orchid Concubine, it was you who kidnapped her!" Xiao Huoshui immediately reacted, turning her head to look at Zhou Heng. She thought the man was outrageously bold. Wasn’t he just at the Initial Separation Realm at that time? Yet he dared to do such a thing.

Zhou Heng curled the corners of his mouth slightly. Speaking of it, Xiao Huoshui was somewhat related to this matter. It was because of this seductive woman’s temptation that he had wanted to find Nangong Yuerong, but he had ended up on the wrong horse.

"Since you know each other, I won’t introduce you!" Zhou Heng walked towards Orchid Concubine. Although he had had his way with Xiao Huoshui once, it only served to fuel his fire more, and he was far from satisfied.

Seeing the burning look in Zhou Heng’s eyes, Orchid Concubine knew what he wanted. Although there was an outsider present, since she had made up her mind to become Zhou Heng’s slave girl, and with her thirst for power, she wouldn’t care about such things. She obediently raised her buttocks and even turned her head to look at Zhou Heng with a desirous expression while licking her red lips with her tongue.

She had experienced such multi-person frolics before; when she was still the Noble Consort, she had often served Nangong Hong on the same bed alongside Rain Concubine and Concubine Yin, so there was nothing to be shocked about.

Zhou Heng entered Orchid Concubine’s body deeply, under Xiao Huoshui’s gaze, his desire surged, and he began to powerfully conquer the beauty beneath him.

It didn’t take long for Orchid Concubine to succumb, and Xiao Huoshui, after taking a short rest, also felt unbearably uncomfortable and hurriedly took her turn, with a fiery menage-a-trois unfolding continuously.

As night passed, Zhou Heng finally declared the withdrawal of his forces with satisfaction. By then, Xiao Huoshui and Orchid Concubine were both exhausted to the point of being unable to lift a finger.

Looking at the intertwined image of the two women, Zhou Heng couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride and stepped towards the second floor.

First, he refined the Essence of Life obtained from Ying Bingfeng and Yue Hu, which didn’t take much time, but the increase in power was minimal. Then, he took out the purple bell.

As for the function of this bell, Zhou Heng was unconcerned. He preferred direct combat and had no interest in such auxiliary magic artifacts, so the first thing he thought to do was to devour it.

The Realm of a magic artifact is directly linked to its materials. High-quality materials can be used to make lower Realm artifacts, but the reverse is definitely not possible. This purple bell was no ordinary artifact, and even though it didn’t have a direct effect on increasing strength, the quality would not be low!

Therefore, the materials used to craft this purple bell were definitely high-grade.

Zhou Heng didn’t recognize the material, but he was certain it was a metal, and as long as it was metal, he could devour it.

He pressed his right hand onto the purple bell, activating the Gold Devouring Clan’s ability. Suddenly, the bell vibrated, and a strong will struck out at him.

Hmm?

This is a counterattack from the Formation!

Every magic artifact is etched with a Formation that accumulates nature’s spiritual energy, exerting powerful force. Each artifact forms an Artifact Spirit, a consciousness formed by nature’s spiritual energy under the Formation.

And the strongest consciousness among them is the will to survive. Since the artifact has a spirit, naturally, it also does not wish to "die" and return to nature.

Zhou Heng snorted coldly, called forth the Black Sword, and with a hum, the Black Sword vibrated, sending a terrifying counter-pressure back.

Boom!

The weak consciousness of the Artifact Spirit was instantly shattered, and Zhou Heng raised the Black Sword, bringing it down fiercely, clanging on the bell, a faint sword mark immediately appearing on it.

It wasn’t split into two with one stroke, not because the Black Sword wasn’t sharp enough, but because the material of the purple bell was too superior, and Zhou Heng’s power was too weak, which caused only a sword mark to be left.

If it were a Land Cleaving Realm-level artifact, this strike might have shattered and even destroyed the long sword instead!

Zhou Heng swung sword after sword; the purple bell was undoubtedly a high-Realm magic artifact, but without a master to control it, it couldn’t exert any power and could only be hacked at by Zhou Heng.

More and more sword marks appeared, getting deeper and deeper, until the bell was ultimately split open!

Once the artifact was shattered, its Formation naturally destroyed completely, and there was no longer any Artifact Spirit.

Zhou Heng reactivated the Gold Devouring Clan’s ability; this time, there was no resistance, as countless purple particles flowed into his body through the palm of his hand, constantly settling, leaving the essence and discarding the dross.

It’s too slow!

Zhou Heng sliced open his skin, the golden bones of his fingers directly grabbing the purple metal shards. Instantly, the flow of purple particles surged, as if he were a huge magnet exerting immense attraction on these metal particles.

Half an hour later, the entire purple bell was reduced to bits, and a purple bead barely larger than a soybean appeared within Zhou Heng’s body. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)