Chapter 1041

He was no longer thinking about how unreasonable it was for Tie Muzhen to appear here.

He flew straight up and pulled the shy, bashful Tie Muzhen directly into his embrace.

Caught in General Chilaowen's bear hug, Tie Muzhen also giggled without stop.

That look on her face was unspeakably delighted.

General Chilaowen gazed at Tie Muzhen, whom he had not seen in a long time, her beauty surpassing all of days past.

He could not help but feel his appetite stirred; holding Tie Muzhen's face, he bit right into it.

827 — hurry, send a Mo Shenggu to save me!

When General Chilaowen bit down, he did not feel even a trace of the sweet, honeyed feeling of the past.

Instead, a vulgar, powdery fragrance assailed his nose, filling his entire nasal cavity.

Tie Muzhen was Tie Muzhen's beloved consort, one of the brightest pearls of the grasslands.

From childhood on, she had always been held in the palm of one's hand for fear of dropping her, cradled in the mouth for fear of melting her.

Born of gold branches and jade leaves, clothed in brocade and fed on delicacies.

Even the rouge and powder she used were the finest tribute-grade items.

That fragrance was all the more faint without being vulgar, elegant without being coquettish.

Every time it marked Tie Muzhen's lips, it would leave General Chilaowen savoring it endlessly, the sweetness lingering on his lips and teeth.

Afterwards, he would go three whole days without brushing his teeth or rinsing his mouth, all to preserve that precious, hard-won faint fragrance.

Therefore, how could this vulgar, powdery scent possibly be Tie Muzhen's?

General Chilaowen felt something was strange in his heart and immediately raised his head.

Looking down, he discovered that the person in his arms was no longer the pearl of the grasslands, Tie Muzhen,

but rather a woman who looked somewhat familiar and yet somewhat strange.

"Who are you? Where is Tie Muzhen?"

General Chilaowen felt lost and bereft, and directly released the beauty.

"Master, you're being far too heartless — just now when you were making love with us, you kept calling me darling!"

Released by General Chilaowen, the beauty could not help but throw a coquettish fit, and pouted as she drew little circles on General Chilaowen's chest with her small hand.

"You and the others?"

General Chilaowen found it strange and swept his gaze around at once.

He discovered that at some unknown moment, he was no longer in the high sky, but rather in an extremely secluded yet somewhat gaudy little room.

This little room was already packed full of beauties.

Plump and slender alike, a bevy of beauties — it left General Chilaowen in a momentary daze.

"This is…"

General Chilaowen only felt a sense of familiarity, and yet a chill rose from deep within his heart.

"Master, isn't this just a pleasure house?"

The beauty closest to General Chilaowen once again clung to him.

Like a beautiful serpent, her entire body pressed against him.

Her mouth kept kissing all over General Chilaowen's body.

From his chest, all the way to his chin, and then to the base of his ear.

With every lick, General Chilaowen felt not the slightest pleasure; instead, a bone-piercing chill rose from his tailbone.

A pleasure house?

Could he have returned to You Dongying again?

Was this the pleasure house at that port?

The more General Chilaowen thought about it, the more alarmed he became; he was about to push away the ever-growing number of beauties clinging to him so he could think things through calmly.

"Master, just surrender yourself to Buddha!"

A line that made General Chilaowen's hair stand on end and seared itself into his bones suddenly rang in his ear.

The speaker was precisely that serpent-like beauty before him.

"Ah…"

General Chilaowen turned pale with fright, broke free of the beauties' encirclement with all his might, and roared with all decorum lost,

"Get away, get the hell away from me!

You damned dried corpse — why must you always make things hard for me?"

With General Chilaowen's frenzy, that little room full of beauties suddenly vanished.

General Chilaowen only felt a bout of head-spinning dizziness, and arrived in a quaint Buddhist hall.

This Buddhist hall was extremely different from the Central Plains Buddhist halls of Yunzhou Shaolin and Wang Si.

Not only was there not a single Buddha statue, but instead all manner of bizarre, monstrous, ferocious demon-beasts filled the place!

General Chilaowen recognized it at a glance — this was the You Dongying Shinto Shrine where he had once suffered the misfortune of losing his chastity!

"Ah… you wicked Buddha, you've really come looking for me again…"

Once he had identified the place clearly, General Chilaowen grew even more furious and crazed, and yet also somewhat terrified and afraid.

"Hehehe… so my little darling is here…"

Speak of the wicked Buddha, and the wicked Buddha arrives.

At some unknown moment, that dried-corpse-like wicked Buddha had already draped himself over General Chilaowen's back.

He was extending a withered hand, preparing to touch General Chilaowen's cheek.

Even though General Chilaowen was one of the Thirteen Wings of the Great Yuan and a top expert of the Heavenly Dao Gold Ranking.

But at this moment, he discovered that all the true essence in his body had vanished without a trace.

Moreover, he was pinned down by the mummified evil Buddha, unable to move even half an inch.

Apart from continuously cursing and shouting, he could do nothing else.

The mummified evil Buddha paid no heed to General Chilaowen's cursing, and after reaching out to touch General Chilaowen's cheek,

it even placed its scorched hand into its own mouth and licked it, then continued to laugh eerily and said,

"The taste of sweetheart truly makes me unable to tear myself away.

Don't rush, don't rush, I'll take you along the Great Path of Ultimate Bliss right now…"

"No…"

General Chilaowen was truly terrified now.

That nonsense Great Path of Ultimate Bliss would completely tear his own face to shreds!

Where is Mo Shenggu?

Right!

Where is Wu Dangqixia Mo Shenggu?

Last time you saved me, why haven't you shown up this time!

Oh heavens! Oh earth!

Every immortal, every Buddha and Bodhisattva, please send down a Mo Shenggu to save me!

General Chilaowen recalled that last time it was precisely Mo Shenggu who appeared and saved him.

At this moment he couldn't help but feel nostalgic, and in his panic he prayed frantically and indiscriminately.

"This is truly killing me with laughter… so General Chilaowen actually has such a past?"

Just as General Chilaowen's spirit was collapsing and he was talking nonsense,

the Hayabusa-jin Ten'in, who was actually not far from him, nearly laughed himself out of breath.

It turned out that all of this was one path within Hayabusa-jin Ten'in's Myriad Paths Forest — the Path of Strangeness.

This path could be said to have captured some of the essence of Xiao Aoshi's Myriad Paths Forest.

It uses one's own martial Dao will as the foundation, the heart of battle as the guide, and battle intent as the medium.

It drags the enemy into a phantom realm.

This phantom realm is far more terrifying than ordinary phantom realms.

Because this Path of Strangeness can draw out the thing the enemy fears most deep within their heart.

What General Zhebie fears is merely enemies coming in endless waves, impossible to kill off.

That was nothing beyond Hayabusa-jin Ten'in's expectations.