My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

Through the sinful life of Ximen Qing and his family, the novel exposes the darkness and corruption of society at that time, and is not merely a erotic story.

Qi Yu told Zhou Zixun about Pan Jinlian, Ximen Qing's affair with her husband Wu Dalang, and how she then killed him.

Jin Ping Mei is based on a passage from Water Margin, and can be considered a derivative of Water Margin.

The most widely circulated part of Water Margin seems to be the story of Wu Dalang.

You might not know Song Jiang or Lu Junyi, but most people know Pan Jinlian; she's very famous.

Qi Yu and Zhou Zixun talked until late at night, with Zhou Zixun listening intently and attentively.

When the moon was high in the sky, Qi Yu finished his story, then took a sip to moisten his parched throat.

"Do you know how to write it now?" Qi Yu put down his teacup and asked.

Zhou Zixun pondered for a moment, then began to think.

Selling explicit content is fine, but don't turn it into meaningless erotic fiction; it needs to offer deeper insights.

Zhou Zixun stood up, bowed to Qi Yu, and said, "Thank you, Venerable Wenzun. I know how to write it now."

Qi Yu nodded. That's good!

He likes it too, but in this world, it's somewhat difficult, and geographically limited.

If Zixun can write something interesting this week, that would be great.

After all, in this world where entertainment is scarce, it seems that the only thing a person can do to entertain themselves is...

After Zhou Zixun left, Qi Yu quickly washed up and went to sleep.

But early the next morning, the door was suddenly pushed open. Qi Yu opened his eyes, looked at the person who came in, and was speechless.

"Wen Zun, I went back last night and wrote another one overnight. Can you take a look at it for me?" Zhou Zixun said excitedly.

Qi Yu sighed, barely suppressing the urge to beat the guy into a Peppa Pig, and got out of bed.

This is their territory. It's not appropriate to fight them, so we should be patient.

Qi Yu took the manuscript from Zhou Zixun and started reading. But after only reading one page, Qi Yu's sleepiness vanished instantly.

This child is teachable!

"Brother, are you interested in going into business... oops, I mean, publishing a book?"

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Chapter 222 Meeting an Old Friend in a Foreign Land

Qi Yu originally wanted to write his own book, but with so many things to do, he had no interest in writing one.

However, seeing Zhou Zixun did spark some ideas in my mind.

I am capable of multitasking, and writing one book would be more than enough for me. Why don't I write a fantasy version of "Jin Ping Mei"?

But what if the head coach finds out about this? Will he beat me to death?

It's quite possible. If you're trying to do everything at once and end up using that time to write erotic fiction, you'd be lucky not to get beaten to death.

After discussing it with Zhou Zixun, Zhou Zixun left. After finishing breakfast, Qi Yu went to meet Yang Xun.

Yang Xun sat in his wheelchair, looking at the pond and bamboo in the yard in front of him.

After bowing to Yang Xun, Qi Yu stood beside him.

"Young friend, I've heard you're quite skilled at chess. How about we play a game?" Yang Xun said with a smile.

Qi Yu nodded. It was just a game of chess; there was no reason to refuse.

Yang Xunfang instructed his students to prepare a chessboard, and he and Qi Yu sat down to play chess on the eaves of the roof.

Yang Xun, showing great respect for elders, gave the black pieces to Qi Yu and refused to play first.

Qi Yu didn't stand on ceremony and picked up the black piece to place it at the center!

Yang Xun raised an eyebrow, but said nothing and began to place his pieces.

In the backyard at dawn, only the 'clatter' of chess pieces hitting the board echoed, unhurried and gentle, composing a beautiful melody.

After an incense stick had burned, it was Qi Yu's turn to make a move, but the piece he picked up didn't seem to land anywhere.

Qi Yu sighed and conceded defeat, abandoning his pawn.

Yang Xun is very skilled, and his style is similar to Wei Zhong's. He gave it his all, but he still couldn't win.

Yang Xun's chess moves are as smooth as a spring breeze, leaving no trace. Qi Yu is completely outmatched by his strategic planning abilities.

"I lost!"

Yang Xun smiled and said, "Young friend, this may be your first time playing chess with me, but it's not my first time playing chess with you."

Qi Yu looked up, a puzzled expression on his face. What did this mean?

“You once played chess with Junior Brother Wei Zhong, and he greatly admires you! So he showed me the game you played back then, and he imitated your chess style to match mine. So I know a little about your chess style, young friend.”

Qi Yu nodded. "I see."

"Young friend, why don't you take a stroll around Qingyun Academy these next few days? If you have any questions about the Xihe Canon, feel free to ask me. In three days, I will open the stone tablet for you and awaken the Confucian Sage's consciousness avatar," Yang Xun said with a smile.

Qi Yu had memorized and mastered the entire "Xi He Dian" and the broken meridians in his dantian had been reconnected.

……

In the afternoon, Zhou Zixun came again, and Qi Yu strolled around Mo Hai City with him.

Qi Yu is currently in disguise, and even if he weren't, it would be difficult for anyone here to recognize him, since most people have only heard of his reputation but have never actually seen him.

The place is full of stationery stores, with so many kinds of writing implements that Qi Yu couldn't possibly take it all in.

I thought Zhou Zixun should take me to see famous historical sites, or at the very least take me sightseeing.

To Qi Yu's dismay, this guy took him to a bookstore.

He's really going to publish his own book!

As the stronghold of Confucianism, Mohai City must have had many people who could write books, so the bookstores here are very famous.

Even Qi Yu, who was thousands of miles away, read books published by this bookstore.

To Qi Yu's surprise, he encountered an old friend here.

They weren't exactly old acquaintances; we'd only met once.

Back in Tongyun City, I accompanied Su Yue and Lin Ruoxi shopping, and we visited a jade shop called Yuqi Zhai.

There, Lin Ruoxi took a liking to a bottle of perfume. The shopkeeper didn't want it for free; instead, he gave her a Rubik's Cube, saying that if she could turn it so that all six sides were the same color, the perfume would be free.

And isn't the owner of this bookstore the same owner of that jade shop?

The bookstore owner also looked at Qi Yu, his eyes slightly narrowed. He felt that Qi Yu was very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"Young man, do you feel like we've met somewhere before?" the bookstore owner asked.

Qi Yu smiled and said, "We have indeed met before!"

The bookstore owner felt an even stronger sense of familiarity upon hearing the voice. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, a figure appearing in his mind that overlapped with Qi Yu's.

The bookstore owner raised an eyebrow. He remembered. Wasn't it because of him that he was able to leave Tongyun City and come to Mohai City to become a bookstore owner?

Mohai City has Confucian scholars, so opening a bookstore here is better than running a jade shop in Tongyun City where nobody comes around.

He got promoted and was transferred to Mohai City.

The reason for his promotion was that ink square that Qi Yu had pieced together.

The inkstone was issued by the headquarters of Yuqizhai. It is said that this thing is a product of the Mohist school and is used to train thinking ability.

And those who can piece together six sides of the same color seem to be very few.

At headquarters, only a few branch presidents can rise to the top, and this is also a promotion opportunity within the chamber of commerce.

No matter who it is, as long as they can fight their way up, they can get a promotion opportunity. So he went from a small place in Tongyun City to Mohai City.

Mohai City is a famous city on the continent, even more famous than the capital of some dynasties.

After all, Confucianism has existed for more than three thousand years. The fact that headquarters placed him here is actually giving him an opportunity.

Although he was still a shop owner, his status in the chamber of commerce was completely different.

He's just building up his seniority and network right now. Once he has enough seniority and network, he'll get a promotion, a raise, and reach the pinnacle of his life.

And all of this is thanks to Qi Yu!

Headquarters knew that his ink formula was transferred with someone else's help, and that he didn't create it himself, but so what?

Luck is also a form of ability!

He was lucky to have met Qi Yu, that's all.

He originally wanted to thank Qi Yu, and then wondered if he could recruit Qi Yu and recommend him to join the Chamber of Commerce.

But before he could recruit anyone, he received news that Qi Yu had become the sect leader's disciple.

The disciples of the sect leader hold even higher positions and greater power than ordinary princes.

Just based on his status as a disciple of the sect leader, he would be an honored guest even if he went to their headquarters.

Then they abandoned the idea of ​​recruiting Qi Yu into the association, and in the end just drafted a report and submitted it, mentioning Qi Yu's matter.

He was then sent to Mohai City by headquarters!

He's just been sent down to the grassroots level for training; he'll be promoted in less than two years.

"Little...Wen Zun!?" Qian Hongfang was stunned, but his joy quickly turned into delight. He hurriedly walked up to Qi Yu and bowed.

Qi Yu looked at Qian Hongfang, who was bowing to him, with surprise. What did this mean?

"Boss, why are you bowing to me so deeply?" Qi Yu asked.

After bowing, Qian Hongfang straightened up and said, "I am where I am today because of the ink square that Wenzun pieced together back then."

After thinking for a moment, Qi Yu seemed to understand.

When I first pieced together the ink formula, the shop owner gave me a free meal, forcing me to become a freeloader.

I knew something was wrong back then, and now I understand!