They all became female demons after being reborn.

Chapter 1 This is the Jianghu

"You've arrived."

"I am coming."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I still came."

Inside the Longmen Ferry Inn, a swordsman and a knife-wielder were engaged in a cold conversation, while the martial arts enthusiasts at the surrounding tables discussed it in hushed tones, their excitement palpable.

"See that? That's Wang Dang of the Five Tigers Breaking the Gate Saber, renowned throughout Longmen Town and the surrounding villages! And that Autumn Water Swordsman, Li Changfeng, is no ordinary man either! It's said he's famous throughout western Zheng County and parts of Kaifeng! Today, on Qingming Festival, the two of them have agreed to a duel here!"

Wu Cheng stared blankly at the scene before him, thinking to himself, "Holy crap, this Gu Long vibe is too overpowering! And what's with these two's 'awe-inspiring' presence? It's more like a 'slight tremor'!"

I never imagined that after being mentally impaired for sixteen years in this life, and only just after breaking the mystery of my birth and regaining my memories of my past life, I would witness such a famous scene.

Sixteen years ago, Wu Cheng had a stroke of luck while saving someone and transmigrated to become the fourth prince of the Great Yu Dynasty. He has been dull and confused ever since, and is now about to be sent to a martial arts sect called Wentian Sect to become a disciple.

They were called disciples, but in reality, they were hostages, so that the sect could feel at ease cooperating with the imperial court.

"What kind of hell is this Wentian Sect? It can even force the imperial court to send a prince there as a hostage. It's probably some kind of warlord!" Wu Cheng thought bitterly, glancing at the two people sitting next to him.

One woman, and one neither male nor female.

The woman's eyebrows resembled distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, her nose was straight and elegant, and her lips were light in color, yet they held a thin layer of frost. This was his personal maid, Qingque.

The androgynous man with a pale face, resembling a bizarre zombie from a Hong Kong movie, was his accompanying eunuch, Mei Gensheng.

There were also ten guards disguised as bodyguards.

Seeing Wu Cheng looking over, Mei Gensheng immediately smiled and introduced, "Young Master, I heard from these martial arts practitioners that the one wielding the knife is called Wang Dang, and the one wielding the sword is called Li Changfeng. Both are quite skilled in martial arts and have a good reputation in Longmen Town. Who do you think will win?"

Qingque also looked over, her expression still aloof, and she remained silent.

Wu Cheng stared blankly, then shrank back and said, "Mei Daban, isn't an inn a place for eating? Why are there knives and swords? Won't they damage the shop? I... I'm a little scared."

Upon hearing this, Qingque lowered her head, concealing the inscrutable look in her eyes.

Mei Gengsheng, however, maintained his smile and reminded him, "Young Master, we're outside, you should call me Uncle Mei. Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you."

His gaze was deep, fixed on Wu Cheng's eyes, carefully observing every change in the fourth prince's expression.

Wu Cheng scratched his head, looking puzzled, and asked, "Mei Daban is Mei Daban, but who is Uncle Mei?"

"Haha..." Megan chuckled softly, then fell silent.

But he was always meticulous, and thought to himself, "This kid is either truly stupid or extremely cunning. That person's worries are not without reason. I must not let him make it to the Heavenly Inquiry Sect alive!"

Wu Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, cursing inwardly, "That spineless eunuch, he's testing his ancestors again. He dared to push me into the water when we passed Longmen Ferry earlier, and he'll probably try to harm me again. I have to find a chance to kill him!"

Clang!

Just then, the sound of clashing swords echoed in the inn's lobby; it turned out that the swordsmen and the knife-wielders were rolling around in the cramped inn.

They also smashed three square tables, broke seven or eight long benches, and even chipped off a corner of the solid wood counter that the shopkeeper used for accounting!

By sheer coincidence, the piece of wood flew towards Wu Cheng with a whooshing sound.

"Hmph!" Mei Gensheng glared with his narrow eyes, and an invisible wave of energy surged out, causing the wooden block to lose its momentum and fall to the ground prematurely.

Holy crap, that's incredible! He's unleashing his true energy!

Wu Cheng was greatly alarmed, but outwardly he still pretended to be stupid, while inwardly he wondered, "I wonder how powerful my 'Heavenly Dao Scroll' that I mastered in such a muddled way is."

when!

Then another sound of clashing swords was heard, and Wang Dang and Li Changfeng each took three steps back.

"Wow... Excellent swordsmanship!"

"Huff...huff...your knife...is fast too!"

One of them was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, while the other was panting like a bellows.

After exchanging a few more compliments, once they had caught their breath, they casually tossed a loose piece of silver to the innkeeper, then smiled at each other, and left the inn hand in hand, disappearing into the rain, leaving behind only a messy inn lobby.

"good!"

"Croak! To see two masters clash! It's worth dying for!"

A roar of applause erupted in the lobby.

Only the innkeeper, pale-faced, squatted to one side, on the verge of tears.

Wu Chengdu was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but think to himself, "Isn't this blatant vandalism? Doesn't the government care? Oh, even the imperial court here has to defer to the martial arts sects? What a wretched place! Is there no law here?"

Mei Gengsheng glanced at Wu Cheng, then suddenly beckoned to the shopkeeper, "Come here."

The shopkeeper was a small, elderly man in his fifties or sixties, currently heartbroken because his shop had been vandalized. Seeing the imposing presence of Mei Gengsheng and his group, he dared not offend them. So he quickly got up and jogged over, bowing and saying, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Mei Gensheng pointed at Wu Cheng and said to the shopkeeper, "You filthy wretch, how dare you let martial arts practitioners fight in the shop, disturbing my young master's peace and quiet! What is your punishment?!"

The innkeeper jumped, realizing the voice must be that of an official, and pleaded even more respectfully, "Sir, spare our lives! Sir, spare our lives! Our inn has just been vandalized, and we really can't afford any compensation. How about we waive your room fees?"

Snapped!

Mei Gengsheng slapped the shopkeeper across the face on the spot and casually cursed, "You blind fool, you've disturbed my young master!"

The shopkeeper felt his face burning with rage, but he only dared to look at Wu Cheng with a forced smile, "Young master, please spare me!"

You damn castrated dog, why are you drawing hatred towards me?

No wonder your name is Mei Gensheng, you deserve to be without roots!

Wu Cheng cursed inwardly, but his face remained blank as he asked, "Shopkeeper, didn't those two give you money?"

The old shopkeeper was on the verge of tears. "I just want to let the young master know that these tables and chairs are not worth much, but the shop will be closed for ten days to half a month for repairs."

"The merchants at Longmen Ferry are wary of strangers. If the inn is closed for half a month, all the old customers will run away. Once the inn is rebuilt, who will come?"

His expression was one of despair. "No customers means no money, and no money means we can't pay the town gang's dues. In the end, we won't be able to hold on any longer and will have to sell this family-owned shop to a wealthy family in town at a low price. Those two heroes might become famous, but my family will probably be unable to afford to eat."

There are also scenes involving gang protection money and wealthy landlords who also take over small vendors.

This is absolutely outrageous!

Wu Cheng, a model youth of the new era, felt like he was in an anarchic country, but he could only play dumb for now. "If you can't afford food, why not eat meat?"

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper's vision went black, and he almost fainted.

Mei Gengsheng had been watching Wu Cheng closely. Upon hearing this, he laughed and waved to the old shopkeeper, saying, "Get lost! Didn't you hear my young master say you're going to eat meat?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you so much, esteemed guests!" The shopkeeper felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately scrambled away.

Wu Cheng also showed a greedy expression, turning his head to Mei Gensheng and saying, "Mei Daban, I also want to eat meat."

Mei Gengsheng remained expressionless, still smiling as he nodded and said, "Don't worry, young master, this old servant will go buy you some meat."

After saying that, he turned to Qingque and said, "This hall is dirty and messy. You should take the young master back to his room first."

"Yes," Qingque replied and bowed.

Megan left the inn, and it's unclear what she did there.

Wu Cheng followed Qingque upstairs, admiring the maid's slender and charming figure, and thought to himself, "She's pretty, but I wonder which side she's on."

He was pondering how to kill that eunuch Megan Sheng when he followed Qingque into the room.

Squeak!

The door was closed by Qingque.

Then, the girl suddenly turned around and moved closer to Wu Cheng, her beautiful face pressed against him, her warm breath and touch so close.

Wu Cheng's heart skipped a beat. The surging true energy of the "Heavenly Dao Scroll" in his dantian seemed to have sensed a dangerous beast and subconsciously surged forth.

At the same time, Qingque suddenly made a move, her cold, slender fingers gripping Wu Cheng's right wrist tightly.

In that instant, Wu Cheng forcefully severed that last bit of energy, forcing all his true energy back into his dantian.

His wrist muscles were relaxed, allowing Qingque to hold it.

Qingque paused for a moment on Wu Cheng's pulse point with her fingertips, as if confirming something.

She then loosened her grip, but instead of withdrawing her hand, she looked directly into his eyes.

In the dim candlelight, that sharp and beautiful face was hidden in the shadows, and her clear black and white eyes revealed complex emotions that Wu Cheng could not understand.

"Eunuch Mei can also take action." Qingque suddenly spoke, her cold voice extremely low. "The ten guards accompanying him are elite soldiers of the Divine Pivot Camp, and they only obey his orders."

Wu Cheng blinked but didn't reply.

Qingque said seriously, "But Your Highness, there is no need to panic. With me here, no one can harm a hair on your head."