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Dao at the ready, he climbed up onto the dragon bed, hooked back the curtains, and found King Wu sleeping soundly. With a single stroke, he cut off the king's head. As he threw it down from the bed, he noticed King Wu's concubine, still sleep- ing soundly at his side. She was extremely beautiful. Her face was like a peach blossom, and the fragrance from her body filled his nostrils, stimulating his deepest desires. "Who are you, sleeping like a log?" he yelled. "How dare you intrude here so late in the night?" the woman woke up in fright. "I'm Tuxingsun, general of the vanguard for the Shang army. I've already killed King Wu. So make your choice: Do you want to live or die?" "I'm onJy a weak woman. You would gain nothing by killing me. Please have mercy on me. If you don't consider me too ugly, I'm willing to serve you. I'll never forget the favor," the concubine begged him pitifully. Tuxingsun was filled with lust and was delighted to hear this answer. "OK! I'll spare you, but you've got to sport with me." The woman smiled sweetly and promised to do anything the dwarf wished. Unable to control his lust, Tuxingsun immediately took off his clothes, climbed onto the bed, and slipped under the quilt. He was about to em- brace the woman when she suddenly held him tightly in her arms, almost squeezing the breath out of him. "My beauty! Please loosen your arms a little." "Damned fool! See who I am," the woman shouted. "I've got Tuxingsun!" Tuxingsun looked up and saw no woman but only Yang Jian. Yang Jian carried him out of the palace, careful that he could not touch the ground lest he take the chance to run away through the earth. Humiliated at being caught totally naked, Tuxingsun closed his eyes and made no attempt to resist.

Investiture of the Gods - Translated by Gu Zhizhong