[Wuxia] The Jade Bow and the Cloud Sea (Complete) - 25

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In Chapter 35 of Liang Yusheng's *The Jade Bow and the Cloud Sea*,

the disciples from various sects who gathered at this event were all the elites of their respective schools. Apart from a few dozen severely injured, the others,
though unable to use their internal energy due to the strange fragrance of the Devil Flower, still possessed the ability to escape. Led
by the Venerable Tongchan, the lightly wounded carried the heavily wounded, while the uninjured followed the eight masters to cover the rear. Although they suffered a crushing defeat, their formation was not chaotic.
Ximen Muye shouted, "Kill as many as you can! Don't chase those who escape!" This group
of people in yellow robes of unknown origin roared and howled, like a pack of mad beasts, killing indiscriminately, regardless of good or evil, and none could withstand their onslaught! Because the righteous
disciples were led, their casualties were not too severe. Of the dozen or so of Meng Shentong's henchmen, the most skilled had already fled. The
rest, desperate for their lives, trampled each other, and within moments, they were almost all wiped out by this group of yellow-clad men!
Master Zanmi was furious. Facing two yellow-clad men charging towards him, he roared—a roar using the supreme Buddhist technique, the "
Lion's shaken by the thunderous sound, immediately bled from their ears and noses, their bodies went weak, and they hastily retreated.
The dozen or so disciples of various Western Region Lama sects surrounding Master Zanmi quickly followed him, breaking through the encirclement. Ximen Muye gave the two yellow-clad men
a dose of "Spirit-Startling Powder," then turned to intercept the others. In truth, Master Zanmi's roar had greatly depleted his energy; if Ximen
Muye had continued to fight him head-on, Master Zanmi would not have escaped the same fate. Fortunately, on Meng Shentong's side, Master Zanmi refused to abandon his group and fled first, rescuing
more than ten people.
The two ignorant youths—Cao Jin'er's grandsons Zhao Yinghua and Zhao Yingmin—who had been tricked into becoming disciples by Meng Shentong, had never seen such a scene
since . Their "master" had vanished without a trace, and they were terrified, stumbling
and running wildly. Suddenly, they saw Ji Xiaofeng flash past them like lightning, with two yellow-clad men chasing after him, shouting. Zhao Yinghua and Zhao
Yingmin cried out, "Senior Brother Ji, save me!" Before their cries had even faded, Ji Xiaofeng had already disappeared in a flash.
Just as the two ignorant youths were about to die at the hands of the yellow-clad men, a shout rang out: "You rats, how dare you!" Suddenly,
a burst of cold light and cold air spread out in front of the yellow-clad man, followed by two sword lights that struck simultaneously. It was Tang Jingtian and
his wife . The Ice River Goddess first unleashed the Ice Soul Divine Ball, which slowed down the two yellow-clad men, and then the couple joined forces with their swords, blocking
between the yellow-clad men and the Zhao brothers. Although Li Shengnan had taken Tang Jingtian's Youlong Sword, his Tianshan Sword Technique remained. Even an ordinary
bronze sword was incredibly powerful in his hands, let alone the unparalleled Ice Soul Cold Light Sword of the Ice Maiden. The
couple had already taken the Jade Spirit Pill made from Tianshan snow lotus, making them impervious to the strange fragrance of the Demon Flower. With both swords drawn simultaneously, like two dragons vying for a pearl, the
sound of rain slicing through the air, they severed the right arms of the two yellow-clad men at the root. Tang Jingtian sheathed his sword, picked up Zhao Yinghua with his left arm and
Zhao Yingmin , and fled. The Ice Maiden covered his retreat, using her jade sword's ice projectiles to break through the enemy lines. The yellow-clad men, unaware of Tang Jingtian and his wife's abilities, were greatly astonished
to see that the couple was completely unaffected by the Demon Flower's fragrance and had injured two of their companions with a single move.
In truth, the skills of these men in yellow robes, if fought one-on-one, were no less than those of Tang Jingtian and his wife.
The reason were able to rescue the men so easily was threefold: first, they caught them off guard; second, their swordsmanship
was perfectly coordinated; and third, the Ice Maiden's Jade Sword Ice Bullet was a martial arts treasure they had never seen or heard of before. The
two men in yellow robes, acting with impunity, were suddenly struck by the Ice Soul Bullet, startled, and unable to defend themselves,
their arms were severed. This immediately dampened the men's ferocity, and they dared not pursue. Tang Jingtian and his wife rushed back to rescue the
men , moving like the wind. In less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, they caught up with the main group and handed the Zhao brothers over to Cao Jin'er. Cao
Jin'er cursed, "You two beasts, how dare you come back to me? Why didn't you go with your master!" She raised her dragon-headed cane to
strike, but Yi Zhongnian stopped her, pleading, "Please, Headmaster, have mercy on them because they are young and ignorant." The two
brothers knelt on the ground, weeping and begging their grandmother for forgiveness. Cao Jin'er doted on her two grandsons, but because she was
in front of the martial arts masters from various sects, she had to put on an act. Once she was persuaded, she was happy to take the opportunity to back down.
The leaders of the various sects each tallied their own casualties. In total, there were approximately 87 dead or missing, 76
seriously , and countless others with minor injuries. Master Jin Guang sighed, "I never imagined the Battle of Mangshan would end like this.
Both the righteous and the evil have suffered a crushing defeat!" Yi Zhongnian said, "I heard of Ximen Muye thirty years ago, but I know nothing about the origins of this
large group yellow-clad men. Our crushing defeat was not at the hands of Meng Shentong, but at
the hands of this group of unknown yellow-clad men. It's truly unexpected!" Among the leaders of the various sects and gangs, Yi Zhongmu, the leader of the Beggars' Sect,
was the most knowledgeable. Even he didn't know the origins of this group of yellow-clad men, let alone the others. Master Tongchan pondered for a long while, then
said , "Meng Shentong's skills are so high that, apart from the great hero Tang Ao of Tianshan, I fear no one in the Central Plains martial arts world
can rival him. Now, with the addition of Ximen Muye and this group of yellow-clad men, each ruthless and vicious, the calamities facing the martial arts world are just beginning
! The best course of action now is for everyone to temporarily come to our small temple to recuperate and heal their wounds. On the one hand, we should investigate the origins of these yellow-clad men, and on the other hand,
we should send invite the great hero Tang and his wife to come out of seclusion and work together to deal with them." Shaolin Temple is not far from Mangshan Mountain, and it still has hundreds of highly skilled monks.
It is the ideal place for them to seek refuge and heal their wounds. The leaders of all the sects agreed with Master Tongchan's words, but... Cao Jin'er remained silent
, her brows furrowed. Master Tongchan glanced at her and asked, "Sister Cao, are you worried about your junior sister?"
Cao Jin'er blushed, her thoughts exposed by Master Tongchan, and said, "Yes, these yellow-clad men are acting suspiciously. I'm afraid
they 'll send some to cause trouble in the temple. Zhihua is still unconscious. If she falls into the hands of bad people, how can I face
Aunt Lü?" She recalled her many misunderstandings about Gu Zhihua, her ruthless expulsion of her
from , and how Zhihua had risked her life to protect her this time. She remembered that she was Lü Siniang's only successor… and
she felt genuinely ashamed. Master Tongchan said, "This matter is indeed worrying. Fortunately, Feng Lin and her daughter are protecting her. Even if we are outnumbered, we
should be able to rescue her. However, she is not the only one being treated in the temple; there are also several Wudang disciples there. I'm afraid Feng Lin will have difficulty
taking care of them ." Tang Jingtian and his wife, along with Lei Zhenzi, said in unison, "Let's go again." Master Tongchan said,
"It would be best if three of you went to meet them." Just as Tang Jingtian and the others were about to set off, Master Tongchan suddenly said, "Wait! Who is coming?"
At that moment, a long howl was heard from afar. Tang Jingtian recognized the voice of his aunt and exclaimed with joy, "It's them returning from danger!"
"They're here." He secretly admired Master Tongchan's ability to hear sounds from afar.
After a moment, a group of figures appeared from the hillside. Although it was midnight, the moonlight was bright and clear, making them quite
visible. Leading them was Feng Lin. Lei Zhenzi and Tang Jingtian both shouted at the same time, but with mixed feelings of joy and worry. All nine injured members
of the Wudang Sect had returned with Feng Lin, but Li Qinmei, Zhong Min, and Gu Zhihua were
nowhere to be seen.
This strange incident had to be explained from the beginning. After Feng Lin carried Gu Zhihua back to the temple, he tried to use the Great Hidden Acupoint Release
Technique to release her acupoints. This technique could break any acupoint strike, but it was completely ineffective on Gu Zhihua. Feng Lin
was secretly surprised, thinking, "Truly, there are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people." Meng Shentong's acupoint striking technique couldn't even break my Great Hidden Acupoint Unlocking Divine Skill
. Although I haven't sparred with Meng Shentong, based on this alone, I've already lost to him. I can only hope that Master Tongchan will return victorious
and rescue her.” She settled Gu Zhihua in a quiet room, instructing Li Qinmei and Zhong Zhan to take good care of her, and then went to
treat the injured Wudang disciples.
Li Qinmei called Gu Zhihua "sister" a few times, but Gu Zhihua wouldn't respond. Li Qinmei's eyes filled with tears, and she
whispered , “Poor Sister Gu!” Zhong Zhan said, “Master Tongchan said she's not injured; she's just temporarily unconscious. Master Tongchan
will be able to rescue her when he returns, so Junior Sister doesn't need to worry.” Li Qinmei regretfully said, “How could you know what's on my mind? I wish I
could talk to her as soon as possible; I have so many things to ask her. Hmm, I've been so lonely these past few years; I can't find anyone I can confide in
.” Zhong Zhan's expression darkened, but he forced a smile and said, "So, I really envy your Sister Gu. She
hasn't spent much time with you, yet you consider her your lifelong confidante. Sigh, everyone has their own destiny; you can't force it!"
Li Qinmei was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Senior brother, what...what did you say?" Zhong Zhan said, "I said everyone has their own destiny, and
you can't force it. For example, we've played together since childhood, grown up together, but in your heart, I'm not as good as
her!" Zhong Zhan was not usually eloquent, but these words, spoken from the heart, were extremely sincere, tinged with a mixture of
excitement and bitterness.
Li Qinmei, innocent and naive, had never realized Zhong Zhan's feelings for her because Jin Shiyi had captured her heart
. Now, hearing Zhong Zhan's poignant words and pondering their meaning, she realized that her senior brother also harbored deep
affection . Zhong Zhan's words, ostensibly expressing envy for Gu Zhi... Hua: Sili refers to Jin Shiyi. It's Li Qinmei's unforgettable
love that makes one both envious and jealous.
A floral fragrance wafts in the evening breeze, and the moon peeks out from the dense foliage outside the window, watching them. The silvery
moonlight illuminates Li Qinmei's slightly flushed face, but Zhong Zhan lowers his head, not daring to look at her.
Li Qinmei remains silent, leaning against the window, lost in thought for a long while, before suddenly saying, "Senior brother, I know you care about
me. I am very grateful to you. Because we have played and grown up together since childhood, I have long regarded you as family. No
one can replace you, and I have never thought of comparing you to anyone else. But I have a different kind of feeling for Sister Gu. I like
her, I admire her, I pity her, um, do you understand?" Zhong Zhan says sadly, "I understand. But, but—
" Li Qinmei says, "But what?" Zhong Zhan sighed, "Ah, it's better not to say it. You understand my feelings,
that's enough." Li Qinmei was referring to Gu Zhihua, but in reality, she was expressing her feelings for Jin Shiyi, which Zhong Zhan
understood, of course. He had originally wanted to use phrases like "the dead cannot be brought back to life" to comfort her, but since Li Qinmei hadn't explicitly mentioned Jin Shiyi's
name , he couldn't bring himself to say those words.
Li Qinmei was filled with remorse and confusion. Just then, the name that neither of them dared to mention suddenly came from Gu Zhihua's lips
. Gu Zhihua seemed to be sighing in a dream, softly calling out twice, "Shiyi, Shiyi!" Although the voice was extremely indistinct, Li Qinmei
heard it clearly. She was startled and hurriedly went to the bedside, nudging Gu Zhihua's body and calling out, "
Sister , wake up! Wake up!" Gu Zhihua didn't wake up. She turned over and still called out in a dreamlike voice, "Shiyi, Shiyi
, don't leave me... Oh, those who are sentimental are naturally pure, those who are turbid are naturally turbid. You, you, you're right, don't go!" Li Qinmei's heart
trembled. She poked Gu Zhihua's "Lingfu" acupoint and said, "Sister Gu, what did you say? I'm right beside you.
Who did you think it was?" Gu Zhihua's body trembled slightly, her eyes closed, and her dreamlike voice ceased. Li Qinmei had intended to release her
acupoints, but unexpectedly, it caused her to faint again.
It turned out that Feng Lin had used the Red Sect's "Great Hidden Acupoint Releasing Divine Skill" to release Gu Zhihua's acupoints. Although it didn't have an immediate effect, it stimulated
her nerves, causing her to regain a sliver of consciousness amidst her complete unconsciousness, falling into a hazy, dreamlike state.
In this hazy state, she felt as if someone was beside her, and thus naturally called out the name of the person she missed most. However, because
Meng Shentong 's acupoint striking method was completely opposite to orthodox martial arts, Ji Qinmei's attempt to release her acupoints backfired, causing her to lose
consciousness again.
Li Qinmei stood there, bewildered, when she suddenly heard Zhong Zhan say, "I thought it was just Jiangnan talking nonsense,
but it turns out...it's true." Li Qinmei said, "Senior brother, what...what did you say? What did Jiangnan say?" Zhong Zhan said,
“Jiangnan said that Jin Shiyi was deeply in love with her when he was alive, and he tried his best to defend her at the last Mangshan meeting. Now it seems that Gu Zhihua
also can’t forget him. Alas, it’s just a pity that the dead cannot be brought back to life!” Li Qinmei said, “Hmm, don’t say it,
don’t say it!” After a while, she couldn’t help but ask, “What happened at the last Mangshan meeting?” Zhong Zhan
said, “Now that one is dead and the other is alive, why bring it up again? Alas, it’s better not to say it!” Li Qinmei cried out, “No,
no! They are both my best friends. I want to know everything about them. You, you should still tell me!” "
The news of Jin Shiyi defending Gu Zhihua at the last Mangshan meeting has already spread throughout the martial arts world. Everyone
kept it from her. Now, Ji Qinmei has discovered Gu Zhihua's secret feelings for Jin Shiyi and is repeatedly pressing her for answers. Zhong Zhan steeled his heart, thinking
, 'Telling her everything might sever her longing for Jin Shiyi, which would actually benefit her.' So he
told her everything he had heard, adding, 'Four years ago, didn't you hear from Jiangnan that you went to Laoshan to inquire about Jin Shiyi's whereabouts?
I heard that he was originally planning to go to sea with Gu Zhihua, but somehow he switched with that Miss Li instead.' Li Qinmei
asked, 'Who told you that?' Zhong Zhan replied, 'Oh, didn't your mother tell you?' Zhong Zhan clearly knew that Feng Lin was keeping it from him."
"Daughter," he thought, "but it's too late now. To sever her obsession with Jin Shiyi, I'd rather let her weep bitterly." So he told her
everything Feng Lin had told him.
Strangely, Li Qinmei wasn't as grief-stricken as he had expected. She paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled sadly and
said to herself, "Sister Gu, I thought I was pitiful, but who knew you were even more pitiful than me! I still have my mother and my senior brother,
but you've lost him, and you have no one left! Alas, why can't the dead be brought back to life? Why can't the dead be resurrected? If you could be
resurrected , I would definitely tell him your feelings. I think he... he would listen to me. I would make sure he and you are never
separated again!" Li Qinmei possessed an innocent and pure heart. Although her first love wouldn't be so easily forgotten, when she
discovered that her beloved Gu Zhihua also loved Jin Shiyi like she did, she truly didn't feel jealous, but rather
felt sorry for Gu Zhihua.
The moon was large and round on the night of the fifteenth. Moonlight filtered through the dense foliage and through the green gauze window. Li Qinmei murmured
these words to herself. Quietly, she resembled a goddess statue in the moonlight. Zhong Zhan stared blankly at his junior sister, suddenly feeling
as if she were shrouded in a radiance more sacred than the moonlight. Zhong Zhan's heart gradually calmed down, but at
that moment, he suddenly noticed two crystal tears rolling down the "goddess's" cheeks. What was she thinking? Was she
grieving for Jin Shiyi's irreversible death, or sighing for Gu Zhihua's fate? Or was she weeping for both others and herself?
What was Li Qinmei thinking? She was recalling an event from four years ago. She remembered the scene when she first met
Gu Zhihua . She and Gu Zhihua hit it off immediately, and she openly confessed her
feelings for Jin Shiyi to Gu Zhihua. Gu Zhihua advised her to go to Laoshan to find Jin Shiyi, and later, through various means, she and Chen Tianyu and others managed to get her
released . She recalled that when she talked about Jin Shiyi with Gu Zhihua, Gu Zhihua's eyes were also filled with tears. At the time, she thought
Gu Zhihua was saddened by her own past, but now she completely understood; it turned out that Gu Zhihua's feelings that day were
exactly the same as hers now. However, Jin Shiyi was still alive at that time, yet Gu Zhihua endured her own sorrow and told her about Jin Shiyi's whereabouts
without hesitation (this was completely opposite to Li Shengnan's lying to her!). Now she completely
understood: it was Gu Zhihua who was willing to sacrifice her feelings for Jin Shiyi in order to fulfill her wishes.
Gu Zhihua lay quietly under the moonlight. In Li Qinmei's eyes, Gu Zhihua seemed to be shrouded in a
radiance even more sacred than the moonlight. Li Qinmei's heart ached terribly, and she whispered, "Good sister!" She thought to herself, "What a pity, what a pity he is dead
."
Zhong Zhan called out, "Junior sister, you, you..." Li Qinmei said, "I, I'm not crying!" She went to the window, opened it,
took a deep breath of the cool air, and quietly wiped away the tears on her face. In that instant, she suddenly saw the treetops rustle in the wind,
and there was a figure, which suddenly disappeared. Li Qinmei was startled and shouted, "World Heritage Site!" But all she saw was the bright moon in
the sky, the wind had stopped, and the trees were still. Looking into the distance, there was nothing but a few stones that looked somewhat like human figures!
Zhong Zhan called out in a trembling voice, "Junior sister, who, who did you see?" He opened the door and ran out, but
he saw no .
Li Qinmei said jokingly, "I must be seeing things. How could he possibly come back to life?" Zhong Zhan suppressed his sadness and forced a smile,
saying , "You and he are good friends. I kept mentioning him, no wonder you thought of him. When you're thinking about something, a phantom appears."
Li Qinmei regretfully said, "I'm going to find my mother. I'm a little scared! My sister was talking in her sleep just now, so she must have regained some consciousness. I
'll ask my mother to release her pressure points again." Zhong Zhan said, "You stay with her. I'll go." Before he finished speaking, it seemed as if someone sighed softly
in .
Zhong Zhan was startled. Just then, he heard Li Qinmei scream, her voice filled with astonishment and terror. Zhong Zhan
turned . They had already stepped out of the room, but when he looked back, he was immediately terrified. The room was empty
; there was no one there. Even Gu Zhihua, who had been lying on the sickbed, was gone.
Li Qinmei froze for a moment, then returned to the room, opened her eyes wide, and looked around. Ah, this was indeed not a dream, but her beloved
Sister Gu had vanished as suddenly as if in a dream. Zhong Zhan exclaimed, "Look, this door..." A small door beside the sickbed led to the back of the house
. It had been tightly closed, but Zhong Zhan quickly opened it, only to find that the latch had been removed!
It was obvious that someone had secretly entered through this side door and abducted Gu Zhihua. This was simply unbelievable
. In such a short time, this person had managed to abduct Gu Zhihua without anyone noticing,
leaving Li and Zhong chased after them through the side door, but the bright moon hung high, the stars were dim, and the garden was eerily quiet. Where was Gu Zhihua
?
In truth, they both understood: since this person had managed to abduct her without their knowledge, their skills were more than ten times greater than theirs
. How could they possibly catch up? Even if they did, they would be no match for them!
A fragrance wafted on the night breeze, a scent that resembled flowers yet wasn't quite, a fragrance so intoxicating it made one's mind wander. Li Qinmei looked up at her husband. Not
far from her stood several flowering trees, each about three feet tall. Though the trees were short, the blossoms were as large as bowls, a
vibrant mix of red and white, dazzlingly beautiful . This kind of flower was unusual for the garden.
Zhong Zhan exclaimed, "What's going on? Oh dear, I feel like I'm drunk, my mind is all muddled." Li Qinmei
suddenly drew her sword and shouted, "Who's there?" Suddenly, a gentle breeze stirred, and two figures darted out from behind the artificial rocks
. One was in an officer's uniform, the other dressed in yellow. The officer laughed heartily, "The two little ones don't need to run
. These two little ones are useful to us. Old Qi, don't kill them." The latter part of his speech was directed at his companion
, indicating that he was certain that Zhong and Li were his for the taking, and that capturing them would be a piece of cake.
Enraged, Li Qinmei thrust her sword forward. The officer drew a leather whip, and with a snap, wrapped it around Li Qinmei's bronze sword. In
the nick of time, Zhong Zhan thrust his sword out. His skill was slightly superior; the thrust created a powerful gust of wind. Li Qinmei, using the momentum, executed a
"pushing the boat with the current," the blade of her sword carrying the whip tip. The officer, perhaps not expecting Li Qinmei to possess
such couldn't disarm her. His whip remained in place, and Zhong Zhan's sword
pierced his clothes, missing his vital points by only half an inch. The yellow-clad man who had accompanied the officer exclaimed, "
The Tianshan swordsmanship is truly extraordinary!" He then unleashed a palm strike, the wind carrying a rich aroma of rice.
Zhong Zhan stumbled, almost losing his footing. The strange fragrance emitted by the man in yellow not only made his muscles and bones feel weak, but his
palm strike was also incredibly powerful. Zhong Zhan hurriedly unleashed the "Great Sumeru Sword Style" from the Tianshan Sword Technique. The sword light drew a
circle from top to bottom. This "Great Sumeru Sword Style" was most effective for self-defense. Once the sword style was unleashed, the entire body seemed to be enveloped in a beam of light.
Even though the man in yellow was highly skilled, he couldn't break through this defensive sword style in such a hurry, even with his bare hands.
In the blink of an eye, the officer had already drawn his long whip. The man in yellow turned to the side and split his palms. His left palm knocked Zhong Zhan back two steps, while
his right palm deflected Li Qinmei's bronze sword. Taking advantage of this opening, the officer used a coiling dragon step to close in, and with a lash of his whip
, he struck Zhong Zhan heavily on the back. The large fan-shaped garment inside the whip flew up and transformed into
butterflies . A long wound appeared on Zhong Zhan's sword! Li Qinmei was terribly shocked. She screamed and
lunged forward with her sword flashing like the wind. Just then, the officer also roared and leaped out. He too had been
pierced in the shoulder by Zhong Zhan's sword!
Li Qinmei's sword shot through the air, causing her to lose her balance. The man in yellow grabbed her wrist with a gust of wind, but
Li Qinmei . She heard Zhong Zhan say in her ear, "
Don't panic, lean against my back." Zhong Zhan, fighting desperately, held his junior sister's hand and changed his sword style from defense to offense, from the Great Sumeru Sword Style
to the Chasing Wind Sword Style. With a series of extremely fierce sword moves, he was completely willing to risk mutual destruction. The man
in yellow sneered, "Let's see how long these two little brats can hold out. Brother Bai, you don't need to rush to deal with them."
The two siblings stood back to back, swords linked, repelling their enemy. They both felt a warm current flowing through their bodies. In this life-or-death struggle,
sharing hardships, they were both willing to sacrifice their lives to defend each other, and at the same time, they felt the other's genuine affection
. Even if it wasn't love, it was already beyond ordinary sibling feelings.
Li Qinmei immediately felt that the officer seemed familiar. Then, hearing the man in yellow call out, she suddenly realized that he was Bai Liangji, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, who had appeared on
Laoshan . His audacity in venturing into the highly skilled Mangshan
was completely unexpected. Even stranger, they had been drinking tea for a while, yet her mother remained
completely unaware. She hadn't come to their rescue yet!
Bai Liangji's skills were no less than Li Qinmei's, but the yellow-clad man's skills were even greater. Moreover, they had been inhaling
the intoxicating fragrance of the Devil's Flower for so long that even with their lives on the line, they couldn't hold on any longer. In the
fierce battle, only the sound of raindrops could be heard. Zhong Zhan was whipped twice more, his hands and feet covered in wounds. Li Qinmei cried out, "Mother! Mother!" But in the empty garden, no one would
answer her.
Li Qinmei called out several times, but hearing no reply from her mother, she panicked. Already unable to hold on, she opened
her mouth to scream, inhaling even more of the intoxicating fragrance, feeling dizzy and weak all over, unable to muster any strength.
In her dazed state, she heard the yellow-clad man laugh triumphantly, "Fall down! Fall down!" As if hypnotized, Li Qinmei instantly lost consciousness, collapsed
in a heap, and indeed, fell to the ground.
Zhong Zhan, suddenly losing his support, was startled and turned to call out, "Junior Sister, you—" The word "you" was barely out of his mouth when he was struck by
a pressure point. Just then, Feng Lin's voice came from the courtyard ahead, but they could no longer hear it.
Why hadn't Feng Lin arrived? It turned out she had also encountered a formidable enemy. An
enemy !
She knew Bai Liangji had sneaked into the temple; she had been meditating in her quiet room when she heard a faint rustling
sound , as if a night traveler had arrived. She silently climbed onto the roof tile. She saw the figure
leap from the eaves of the western scripture pavilion, soaring onto a large tree in the back garden. In the bright moonlight, though the man's movements were swift, she
recognized him immediately—the Imperial Guard officer she had defeated on the Laoshan Road. She chuckled inwardly, "So it's this
kid. How dare he come here! Does he think the temple is empty and want to take advantage of the chaos?" With
Feng Lin 's skills, she could easily subdue him. She plucked a few leaves, intending to unleash her "Flying Flowers and Plucking Leaves, Injuring Tendons and Crushing Bones"
technique, when suddenly a thought crossed her mind. "This kid is the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard. Is he here with us? I might as well secretly follow him and
see what other followers he has, then I can tease him a bit." Just as this thought crossed her mind,
another a tall man in yellow. Feng Lin thought to herself... "This... his skills are a
notch above Bai Liangji's, but Qin'er and Zhong Zhan can handle them too. I don't need to rush. Let's see what other experts are behind us."
Suddenly, a fragrant scent wafted by, and Feng Lin's heart skipped a beat. Looking towards the source of the scent, she could vaguely see
about a dozen red and white flowers in the grass. Feng Lin thought to herself, "This is bad!" She had traveled in Tibet
for several years and recognized these as devil flowers. Although its cultivation level made it immune to poison, prolonged exposure
to could cause it to open up and become startled. Immediately, it secretly channeled its inner energy, closing all its acupoints, and used the "Eight Steps
to Catch the Cicada" technique to pursue the attack. Just then, it faintly heard shouts and cries coming from the southeast. This
was the direction of the tomb of the founder of the Mangshan Sect, the Candle-Armed Nun, and also
the direction of the arena where disciples from various sects were fighting against Meng Shentong and his group!
With Feng Lin's martial arts skills, she immediately recognized from the distant shouts that those people were no ordinary individuals,
and each possessed a different style. Feng Lin was even more shocked than before, thinking, "Either Meng Shentong's side suddenly gained
many skilled fighters, or all the martial arts masters from our various sects have come out together!" Whether it was the former or the latter, it was
a sign of urgency, especially the latter, which was a sure sign of defeat! For if they hadn't suffered a defeat, there would be no
reason for all the martial arts masters from various schools to come out together !
Feng Lin never guessed that this group of people were neither the skilled fighters aided by Jie Meng Shentong, nor martial arts masters from various schools, but rather
the group of yellow-clad men brought by Ximen Muye, divided into two groups. One group was to disrupt the martial arts tournament in Mangchu, while the other, smaller group, was to
destroy the Taoist temple. This group consisted of four people. Bai Liangji and one yellow-clad man had already entered the back garden, while the other two yellow-clad men were lying in ambush in
the bushes, spying on Feng Lin.
Feng Lin was highly skilled; he sensed something amiss immediately. With a moment of concentration, he located the two yellow-clad men. He immediately raised his hand,
using his superior internal skill of "plucking leaves and flying flowers, injuring tendons and shattering bones," to withdraw a handful of leaves that he had been hiding in his palm.
In that instant, a cold laugh came from the shadows, and a figure appeared like lightning
. It was a tall man in yellow, at least a head taller than the average person. He stretched out his large, fan-like hand and
grabbed at Feng Lin's head, his fingertips almost touching her forehead. A strong smell of blood assaulted Feng Lin's nostrils. Even with her
highly skilled internal energy, she felt nauseous and uncomfortable! How
could Feng Lin let him grab her? In that instant, she lightly floated and dodged, casually breaking off a branch about
three feet the man in yellow's
chest. Feng Lin's internal strength had reached the point where she could kill instantly with a mere leaf or flower. A tree branch in her hands
was more than ten times more powerful than an ordinary sword. This "sword" thrust out even carried the faint sound of a golden blade cutting through the wind,
and her technique was extremely strange. With a "whoosh," the yellow-robed man's hat was lifted by the branch, revealing a bald head—he was actually a monk.
In the blink of an eye, another figure pounced in front of her. This person was short and stocky, at least
a head shorter than an average person, and wielded a whisk. He curled it upwards, and just as it reached Feng Lin's waist, Feng Lin shifted her position, and a
silk whisk appeared in her left hand. The silk ribbons intertwined, and when they pulled, neither could move the other. Feng Lin's tree sword followed, and the yellow-robed man
hurriedly released the whisk, flipping backwards with a "chicken flip." With a "clang," his golden crown was also lifted by the branch
, revealing a high bun—he was actually a Taoist priest.
These two men in yellow robes were incredibly agile, moving with the speed of the wind—rare figures in the martial arts world. Unexpectedly, Feng Lin was
even faster than them. Breaking tree branches, loosening her belt, dodging, counterattacking, and finally even tearing off their monk's and Taoist's hats—this series of
movements was executed in a single, seamless motion, truly as fast as lightning. The two men in yellow robes, having missed their attack, immediately dodged,
assuming a cornered position, both secretly astonished.
Feng Lin looked at the tree branch she had retrieved; the upper half was also broken off, as if sliced by a knife. A slight chill ran through her. Under
the moonlight it was clearly visible that the monk and the Taoist both had leaves stuck to their faces. The monk wore a strange smile, while the Taoist had
a pained expression, but there wasn't a single bloodstain. Moreover, their expressions remained unchanged, appearing eerie and terrifying in the moonlight,
like two portraits of demons.
Feng Lin's skill in plucking leaves and flowers had reached the level of killing instantly, yet the faces of these two men in yellow robes, though covered with
the leaves she had removed, showed no trace of blood, and they didn't even utter a sound. Feng Lin was even more astonished, thinking to herself
, "How can their skin be so thick? Could it be that it's not made of flesh and blood?"
The tall monk gave a sinister laugh and stretched out his large, fan-like hand to grab at Feng Lin again. The wind from his palm carried a strong
, even more intense, smell of blood than before. Feng Lin thrust out her tree sword, and this time the monk was on guard. Feng Lin missed her first strike
and immediately used her signature cat-and-eagle pounce technique, leaping into the air. The short Taoist priest seemed to have anticipated this move,
rising first and leaping even higher than Feng Lin. His whisk unleashed countless strands, like a net cast in the air, intending to trap Feng Lin within it.
Feng Lin's light-footed skill was something she had learned since childhood on Cat-Owl Island, imitating the swooping
motion It allowed her to change direction mid-air. The short Taoist priest had already gained the upper hand; anyone else would have been unable to dodge his
attack. However, Feng Lin handled it with ease. Seeing the whisk descend, she immediately twisted her waist and blew out a breath of true energy,
scattering the whisk. With a "whoosh," the short Taoist priest's shoulder was pierced by its tree-like blade, tearing a piece of his clothing,
and blood dripped down. Seeing his companion in danger, the tall monk promptly unleashed two palm strikes into the air. Feng Lin's body was suspended in mid-air, unable to sustain the attack for long.
She didn't launch her second sword strike and fell to the ground along with the Taoist priest.
Strangely, the short Taoist priest had a sword wound in his shoulder, with blood droplets like beads, which he plucked off one by one. However, the leaf on his face, which
Feng Lin blew away, left a dent in his face, but there was still no blood. Feng Lin's heart stirred, and she sneered, "So it's
you two old monsters, playing tricks and scaring people here! Hero Tang may spare your lives, but I won't let you off!"
It turned out that the two old men in yellow were an old duo. The short Taoist priest's Taoist name was Guizangzi, and the tall monk
was originally a foreign monk who took a Chinese name after coming to China, with the Buddhist name Shi Dao'an. Gui Zangzi came from the "Baopu School" of Taoism. This
school regards Ge Hong, an alchemist of the Jin Dynasty, as its patriarch. It emphasizes alchemy, alchemy, and magic arts such as talisman inlay. These unorthodox practices have a very low
status . Gui Zangzi was frustrated in the Central Plains, so he went to the border regions to establish a sect in Mongolia and Tibet. However, Mongolia and Tibet were
the sphere of influence of Lamaism, and he could not establish a foothold there. Coincidentally, Yi Dao'an came to Mongolia from Khwarazm and also wanted to build a temple and recruit disciples.
The two became close friends and injured seven masters of the Red Sect Lamaism. The Red Sect's Dharma King sent his chief disciple to Tianshan to seek help from Tang Xiaolan. Tang Xiaolan,
however, was obliged by the Dharma King's request and also because he had learned of the two men's numerous misdeeds in the Mongolian and Tibetan regions. He resolutely descended the mountain
alone Armed with the Youlong Sword and the Tianshan Divine Light, he fought the two demons for an entire day. Finally, he used the Youlong Sword to sever
Guizangzi's left ring finger and used the Tianshan Divine Light to wound Shi Daoan. After that, the two disappeared without a trace, nearly
thirty years later.
Feng Lin had heard Tang Xiaolan mention this incident, but because so many years had passed, she couldn't immediately recall them. However, the two men were of different heights
and had strange appearances. After their fight, Feng Lin discovered that their martial arts style differed from all the other Central Plains schools, and she also noticed that the short
Taoist only had four fingers on his left hand. Finally, she guessed their origins.
The two men in yellow, their origins exposed by Feng Lin, stirred up old grudges and flew into a rage. Yi Dao'an chuckled coldly, "I was just about to cause
trouble for the Tianshan Sect, and you went and did it yourself? Perfect, I'll use you to test the power of Buddha Steel's palm!" Gui Zangzi also sneered, "Let's see
who will let whom off the hook. Dao'er, I recognize this old vixen as Tang Xiaolan's aunt. Let's capture her first, and Tang Xiaolan will come to us
willingly , saving us another trip to Tianshan."
Feng Lin hated being called old and pretentious, and her anger surged. She immediately unleashed the deadly move of the Tianshan Sword Technique, thrusting her sword forward.
This strike was unpredictable, a single withered branch seemingly transforming into dozens of wooden swords. Gui Zangzi and Yi Dao'an felt
that Feng Lin's shadow was everywhere they looked.
The creature cried out, "Oh no!" A sharp crack was heard as its face was slashed open by the tree sword.
At the same time , Feng Lin was suddenly assaulted by the stench of blood
. Even though she dodged quickly, Shi Dao'an's fingertip grazed her shoulder, leaving two deep red fingerprints on her clothes!
The skin of Gui Zangzi's face cracked open, revealing a pair of yin-yang eyes. It turned out both men were wearing leather
masks. Gui Zangzi had intentionally let her tree sword slash across the mask, allowing Shi Dao'an to strike before she could retract it
. Had Feng Lin wielded a Qinggang sword, he wouldn't have dared to take such a risk.
Feng Lin's momentary underestimation of her opponents nearly cost her dearly. By the time she regained her footing, the two yellow-robed elders had already seized advantageous
positions !
These two elders, who had fought Tang Xiaolan for an entire day when they joined forces, possessed formidable skill. Although
Feng Lin practiced various martial arts styles, her methods were the most diverse, ultimately inferior to Tang Xiaolan's. Under normal circumstances, she
might have been able to hold her own against both of them, but now, under the influence of the Devil's Flower's strange fragrance and struck on the shoulder by Shi Dao'an's poisonous
palm, she inevitably fell into a disadvantageous position after a while.
Shi Daoan's Poisonous Blood Palm was an extremely powerful evil martial art. Although not as incomparably powerful as the Asura Yin
Sha Gong, the bloody smell from each strike was enough to poison someone. Feng Lin secretly circulated her inner energy, taking a breath only every now and then. Although she wasn't immediately
poisoned, inhaling the bloody smell still made her feel nauseous.
It was because of this that she heard Li Qinmei and Zhong Zhan fighting in the back garden. She didn't dare call out to her daughter. In her mind,
Bai Liangji and the yellow-clad man could at most fight her daughter and niece to a draw. She could defeat the two yellow-clad
men first and then deal with them.
However, the two yellow-clad old men grew stronger with each battle. Not only could she not defeat them, but she was also at a disadvantage. Li Qinmei and Zhong Zhan, due to their
weaker internal energy, couldn't withstand the allure of the Devil Flower's fragrance and were finally captured alive by the enemy. Upon hearing her daughter's desperate cry, Feng Lin
panicked. She barely managed a response before feeling as if her internal organs were churning. Her mind was in
disarray, and her inner energy was dissipating. At this critical moment, the scent of the Devil's Flower and the bloody
stench of Shi Dao'an's poisonous palm attack flooded her lungs!
Feng Lin's vision blurred, and she knew something was wrong. In that instant, Gui Zangzi's whisk lashed out, binding her tree sword,
while Shi Dao'an, his two fingers gripping its belt, struck her chest with a powerful palm!
Feng Lin felt a chill; just as she was about to be struck by the enemy's poisonous palm, something unexpected happened. Shi Dao'an
suddenly screamed, followed by Gui Zangzi's frantic sniff. The two men roared
and howled their cries extremely shrill. Before Feng Lin could understand what was happening, the two men abandoned her
and fled over the wall like lightning!
Feng Lin steadied herself, exhaling the pent-up breath in her chest. She saw a bright starry sky, a clear moon, petals fluttering, treetops rustling, and as far as the eye
could see, there was no one else besides her.
Feng Lin was utterly bewildered and confused. Given the situation, a master must have secretly come to her rescue, but why hadn't he
revealed himself? Moreover, this person had managed to injure and force those two demons to flee; his skill was surely superior to that of
Master and Master Jinguang. In this world, only Meng Shentong might possess such ability, but Meng Shentong was definitely not the one who would save her.
So, besides Meng Shentong, among all the martial arts masters, where else could she find such a figure?
Feng Lin paused for a moment, thinking, "No matter who he is, he's one of us. Since he can secretly help
me, he can certainly help Mei'er too. Even Shi Dao'an and Gui Zangzi, with their martial arts skills, are no match for him, let alone Bai Liangji and
his group . Why should I worry about Mei'er?"
Feng Lin's reasoning was quite reasonable, but when she reached the back of the garden and searched everywhere, she couldn't find her daughter or Zhong Zhan. She
then checked the quiet room, but even Gu Zhihua had vanished without a trace!
Faint rustling sounds came from the northwest corner of the garden. Feng Lin suddenly realized that there were
twelve Nine of them were disciples of the Wudang Sect. They had been
severely burned by Tu Zhaoming's poisonous fire. Although they had been treated with Golden Wound Sacred Music, their lives were not in danger, but they would not be able to recover their strength in the short term. If the enemy found
them , the consequences would be unimaginable.
Hearing the rustling sounds, it seemed they were getting up. Feng Lin felt a chill run down her spine.
Why getting up? It was obvious that even if no enemy had broken in, they must have discovered enemy traces.
Feng Lin had no choice but to abandon her pursuit of her daughter and hurried to the Xuan Nu Palace. However, she discovered
something . In her haste, she hadn't identified herself before pushing open the door. The moment she stepped inside, two long swords
were pointed at her chest. They belonged to Song Shi Dao Ren and Guo Jia Mo from the Wudang Sect. Feng Lin's skills far surpassed theirs, so she wasn't
injured , but due to the suddenness of her attack, she narrowly escaped being pierced by their sword tips. She managed to deflect their
swords with a flick of her sleeve when the tips were only three inches away from her body.
Upon discovering that it was Feng Lin, they immediately stopped fighting. With a single move, approximately nine Wudang disciples stood in the hall,
swords drawn, forming a nine-palace sword formation. The other three injured men also seemed to have recovered, each wielding a weapon and providing support from the center
. Feng Lin had also tested the skills of Songshi Daoren and Guo Jiamo, finding they had recovered at least fifty percent.
This wasn't the strangest thing; even stranger was the faint fragrance in the air—the scent of Tian Shan snow lotus. Feng Lin was greatly
surprised and hurriedly asked, "What's going on?" It was truly a case of: "A dragon appears and disappears without a trace, a lingering fragrance fuels suspicion."

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