[Fantasy Martial Arts] The Legend of the Heavenly Evil (Complete) - 14

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Chapter Three: The False Phoenix and the Imposter.

Although both are among the "Four Beauties," it's hard to believe that Sun Chuqian, the lowest-ranked "Female Arrow," could follow the chief "Phoenix," Jun Tianjiao, for such a long distance without her knowledge.

The first lesson of "The Arrow of No Intention" is "Action Without Action," transforming intention into unintentionality. Everything should be as natural as the changing of the sun and stars, unnoticed, like roadside weeds and pebbles. First, one should seek "no intention," and then the more advanced "three hearts and two minds."

Everything should be "natural." To act with intention is to fall into inferiority. From a personality perspective, it means to follow one's instincts and not force things. Therefore, only someone with Sun Chuqian's innocent and simple nature can cultivate "The Arrow of No Intention," one of the ten great skills of the "Martial Arts Academy."

Because of his simple admiration for "Phoenix" Jun Tianjiao, he naturally paid special attention to her every move. Even without intention, he managed to conceal the fact that the "Intentionless Technique" could naturally blend into the surrounding space, thus deceiving Jun Tianjiao, whose main focus was elsewhere.

Her pretty face, seemingly both angry and innocent, possessed a touch of cuteness. Although mature beauties were Jun Tianxie's favorite, given the opportunity, he wouldn't refuse to taste the unripe fruit. However, he now needed her help, and it seemed she was already deeply involved in "Phoenix's" same-sex relationship. He didn't want to end up with nothing but trouble; after all, there were plenty of fish in the sea, and he wouldn't miss out on this one.

The true relationship between the siblings couldn't be revealed, of course. Since Jun Tianxie didn't need to think twice before lying, he blurted out without hesitation,

"So it's Little Sister Sun. Why aren't you home sleeping yet? Your parents will scold you."

Sun Chuqian's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You...you call me Little Sister? How old are you yourself?!"

Jun Tianxie feigned disdain. "Anyway, I'm older than you. Tianjiao and I were having a romantic rendezvous here at dusk, expressing our love. Who told you to be so ungrateful as to come here and interfere? Haven't you heard that people who interfere with other people's love get kicked to death by horses?!"

Sun Chuqian's beautiful eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets. She stammered,

"You...you said you and Tianjiao are...a couple...?!"

Seeing Sun Chuqian so shocked, almost fainting, Jun Tianxie thought to himself:

"So easily deceived, it seems the 'Four Beauties,' apart from Sister Tianjiao, are indeed just a bunch of empty shells."

Jun Tianjiao frowned slightly and said, "Qianqian, don't listen to this brat's nonsense. He and I are not in that kind of relationship at all."

"Calling him Qianqian so intimately, it seems the two of them really are having an affair!"

As if knowing the dirty thoughts swirling in Jun Tianxie's mind, Jun Tianjiao gave him a warning glare, then turned to Sun Chuqian and said softly,

"I have some things to discuss with this person. You go back to the courtyard and wait for me."

Sun Chuqian pouted her pretty red lips and said, "But I want to stay here with you! Sister Tianjiao is always so busy and never comes to see me, so I had to come to you."

Jun Tianjiao was probably regretting her philandering for the first time in her life. Now that she was burdened with emotional debts, getting rid of them wasn't so easy. Fortunately, she was quite experienced in dealing with this kind of thing. She straightened her face and said seriously,

"You don't even listen to me anymore!"

Sun Chuqian instantly looked like a frightened kitten and said pitifully:

"Okay, Sister Tianjiao, don't be angry, I'll go back right away."

Jun Tianjiao seemed to feel a little sorry for Sun Chuqian's pitiful appearance, and said in a slightly gentler tone,

"There's no need to rush, just wait for me in the temple for a while, and we'll go back together after I finish talking."

Sun Chuqian immediately beamed with joy and said, "Really?! Hehe! I knew my sister was the best to me!"

After saying that, she ran and jumped into the dilapidated temple, leaving only the two Jun siblings behind. Jun Tianjiao then brushed her hair aside and said to Jun Tianxie,

"Alright, you can tell me your purpose now."

Jun Tianxie knew that "impression points" were very important at this moment, so he didn't dare to beat around the bush and said directly:

"I have a 'good brother' who has been corrupted and needs your 'Icy Cold Technique' to help him regain his senses,"

Jun Tianjiao said calmly. "The good brother you mentioned wouldn't happen to be 'Sword Master Ding Shenzhao,' would it?"

Jun Tianxie was startled and exclaimed, "How did you know?!"

Jun Tianjiao said, "Don't you know that a new character known as 'Tearful Star' has recently risen in the martial arts world? Although he always commits crimes while wearing a mask, the weapon he uses is the same as that of Ding Shenzhao, who mysteriously rose and disappeared a while ago. How many geniuses in the world can be proficient in both sword and saber? So we immediately thought of him."

"You?" Jun Tianxie frowned and asked, "Why is 'Prison Breaker' also interested in my Brother Ding?"

Jun Tianjiao slowly said, "We've always been paying attention to 'Sword Marquis' Lou Xueyi. He's already another emerging potential threat besides the Demonic Sect."

Mentioning that noble young master who liked to wear white, Jun Tianxie's anger seemed to rise.

"Damn that white monkey! Even among the demonic sects, you can't find many as cunning and treacherous as him! This guy better not run into my hands again, I'll make him regret ever being born!"

Jun Tianjiao glanced at him sideways and said, "You're so angry, it seems you've suffered quite a bit under Lou Xueyi's hands."

Reminded by Jun Tianjiao, Jun Tianxie realized he had been too agitated, and quickly took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, but still couldn't help but say awkwardly,

"Don't mention it, this guy's wickedness is no less than mine." "Sword Saint" Feng Xuling's acceptance of this disciple is like inviting a wolf into the house, sooner or later he will be devoured by it."

Jun Tianjiao nodded with a sense of sympathy and said, "We tried to warn him, but it was all in vain."

"Hehe... it seems the so-called White Path Alliance is just a name without substance, with considerable internal contradictions."

Jun Tianxie shook his head and chuckled, but received a fierce glare in return, so he had to swallow all the sarcastic remarks he wanted to say.

"Honestly, Sister Tianjiao, I really don't understand why you associate with these self-righteous, narrow-minded guys. You should know better than anyone that neither the White Path Alliance nor 'Prison Break' has the strength to defeat that old ghost and his followers, right?" Jun Tianxie shrugged, feigning indifference.

Jun Tianjiao stood motionless, expressionless, like a statue, for a long while before speaking, her tone revealing a profound and utterly despondent helplessness.

"Of course I know that, but besides that, I can't think of any other way to oppose 'him,' any way to let 'him' know that I've always hated him and will never forgive him..."

Jun Tianxie felt a rare surge of emotion, and with an unbelievable sincerity and gentleness, he placed his hand on Jun Tianjiao's shoulder, hoping to offer her some comfort. Never before had the distance between the siblings been so close.

The nightmare that "that person" had inflicted on them hadn't disappeared even after so many years; instead, it had only deepened and solidified.

Strands of hair fell, obscuring her bright eyes, which seemed to be filled with tears. Jun Tianjiao did not let her grief run rampant. Before long, she returned to her icy self, gently moving away from her younger brother's palm and saying warmly,

"I will help you. Let's just consider it a win-win situation. We can't let Lou Xueyi's power grow any stronger, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

Jun Tianxie withdrew his hand with a wry smile, regretting his earlier "expression of true feelings" and lamenting that he hadn't taken advantage of the situation more. He said,

"Whatever Sister Tianjiao says, that's fine. However, my brother has now become Lou Xueyi's 'secret weapon.' How to lure him out and subdue him is a real headache."

Jun Tianjiao rolled her eyes at him and said, "If you hadn't come up with a foolproof plan, why would you have come to me? Tell me or not, it's up to you! Anyway, I won't be the one who's worried."

Jun Tianxie once again experienced the inviolable nature of the Jun family's bloodline. She could even see that he was hiding something. "Heavenly Sword and Absolute Blade" would become his trump card. Even though he was currently under someone else's control, it didn't mean that the scales of fortune would always tip in their favor. As long as he could rescue Ding Shenzhao, he was confident that he could make the future unfold according to his predetermined intentions.

With a cautious smile, afraid of angering the other party, he said, "Sister Tianjiao is really amazing. I can't hide anything from you!"

"Enough nonsense! What are you up to?"

"Don't worry! We're siblings for life. Do you really think I would harm you?" Jun Tianxie once again revealed that confident, wicked smile of "everything is under control": "Even if you don't trust me, Sister Tianjiao, you should trust my 'absolute wisdom'!"

"Five thousand and one! Five thousand and two! Five thousand and three..."

Kicking the pebbles under his feet while counting numbers to pass the time would probably be seen as cute by onlookers, but because the waiting time was too long, the person's originally clear voice was tinged with frustration, and large tears were welling up in his eyes, as if they were about to fall at any moment.

"Six thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight! Six thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine! Seven thousand...!"

"Qianqian! Are you unhappy? Who bullied you?"

Hearing the familiar voice behind her, she turned around with a mixture of surprise and delight. Sure enough, she saw "Phoenix" Jun Tianjiao with a charming and alluring figure, her gaze seemingly able to see through her, making her ears burn red instantly.

"Sister!" Unable to suppress her excitement any longer, Sun Chuqian threw herself into Jun Tianjiao's arms, crying and laughing, "I won't come anymore! It's all because you bullied me, sister..."

Jun Tianjiao had one arm around Sun Chuqian's slender waist and the other hand gently stroking the latter's hair, her actions completely like those of a lover.

"Oh! How did I bully you?"

Sun Chuqian stamped her foot and scolded, "You know perfectly well why you asked! You made me wait in this dark and dirty place for so long! You scared me to death! If you had arrived any later, I would have cried here all by myself!"

"It does seem like you were wrong," Jun Tianjiao said softly. "Then, Chuqian, how do you want me to make it up to you?"

Sun Chuqian's cheeks flushed, as if the thought of Jun Tianjiao's "compensation" made her body heat up.

"I don't know! You're just teasing me!"

A strange light flashed in Jun Tianjiao's eyes, a complex look of desire mixed with affection. Her arms around Sun Chuqian seemed to tighten their embrace.

"You say I'm always teasing you, Chuqian, do you really think so?"

Sun Chuqian's body suddenly trembled. It turned out that Jun Tianjiao had placed a hand on her breast without her noticing. Her palm seemed to hold a magical power, and even though it was through her clothes, the contact was still so intense and direct, stimulating her senses.

"Ah! Sister Tianjiao...! You...you...?!"

Jun Tianjiao's fragrant lips breathed hot air into Sun Chuqian's ear.

"How about this? Is this how I make it up to you? Or do you want me to stop...?"

"Ah...! I...I don't know...No! It's not good here..." Sun Chuqian's voice sounded more like a plea than a refusal.

Seeing through the girl's mindset, Jun Tianjiao spoke in a skilled, superior tone:

"Is that so! Then why did you follow me out? Why have you been waiting here for so long? Wasn't it just to wait for this? Something that's inconvenient to do in the courtyard..."

As if her thoughts had been exposed, Sun Chuqian denied it in a confused and infatuated manner:

"No...there's no...such a thing..."

Jun Tianjiao smiled lightly, her slender, nimble fingers sliding down:

"Still lying now, naughty child, I'll punish you!"

Sun Chuqian twisted her body involuntarily, a pretty pink blush slowly rising on her face, and involuntary moans escaped her lips.

"Ah! No! No! Sister can't take it anymore...! Someone will see..."

"Don't worry, that man has left, no one else will come here."

"I...I'm still scared..."

"Don't be afraid, just like before, leave everything to sister..."

Jun Tianjiao whispered something blush-inducing as she began to undress Sun Chuqian. The latter let out a soft "Ah," looking both embarrassed and shy, wanting to stop her but not acting on it.

The mature woman's scent wafted over, and Jun Tianjiao pressed her slightly panting cherry lips tightly against Sun Chuqian's small mouth. The latter's body trembled, and she opened her mouth, letting Jun Tianjiao's fragrant tongue swirl between her lips and teeth, bringing a slippery, wet pleasure. This forbidden intimate act between women was actually unfolding in this dilapidated temple in the wilderness.

Jun Tianjiao reached out and stroked Sun Chuqian's hair, her face flushed with joy and satisfaction. Sun Chuqian's tongue skillfully and continuously attacked the sensitive spots inside her honeypot, which quickly became wet. A wave of pleasurable numbness went straight to her bones. When the climax came, Jun Tianjiao pressed Sun Chuqian's head into her honeypot, tightly clamping her with her long legs!

Sweat slid down her high, full breasts. Jun Tianjiao felt as if she were in heaven, and she couldn't help but let out a joyful cry.

"Oh! God! Qianqian, I love you!"

Unable to speak, Sun Chuqian could only utter indistinct sounds, but it was clear that her eyes were filled with joy and fervor. The two warm, smooth bodies embraced and rubbed against each other. Unlike men, women still had enough energy to enjoy the afterplay after climax.

Compared to the passionate homosexual show unfolding inside the temple, the boy, who had been exposed to the cold wind for half the night, could only lament his bad luck. For the first time, he regretted being born a man; otherwise, he could have joined the fray and wouldn't be so troubled by his throbbing erection.

"That slut, Sister Tianjiao, is she torture?"

Jun Tianxie shook his head with a helpless smile. Jun Tianjiao knew, of course, that the lustful Jun Tianxie wouldn't leave so easily and would definitely return to watch the show. She also knew he didn't have the guts to force himself on her, so she simply put on this vivid and sensual performance right in front of him. While it was a feast for his eyes, the aftereffects were considerable. He was now burning with desire with nowhere to vent it. The two beauties inside, though top-notch, were unfortunately like hot peppers—hard to provoke. How could he "cool down" in this desolate, deserted place? Even with Jun Tianxie's intelligence, he was caught in a dilemma.

"You devil who only cares about enjoying yourself and leaves your younger brother out in the cold wind, disregarding ethics and family ties... Just you wait! One day, I'll... Waaah... It hurts so much... Someone help me..."

On the Duonao River stands a six-story building called "Linjiang Pavilion." The pavilion is perched on a small island slightly protruding from the river's surface, requiring boats to ferry guests. Once atop the pavilion, one can enjoy a panoramic view of the vast and magnificent river. It has long been a place for talented poets and writers to indulge in their refined pursuits, leaving behind countless poems and paintings. Linjiang Pavilion has thus become the most famous scenic spot on the Duonao River.

On a clear, starry night, only gentle ripples on the rolling river reflect the alternating light and shadow of the sky, creating a stark contrast with the revelry and dancing inside the pavilion—a world apart.

Booking the entire rooftop of Linjiang Pavilion for a banquet was an impossible feat for anyone but those with considerable wealth. The cost of one night was equivalent to a year's income for an average family. Despite the substantial expense, many high-ranking officials and nobles, eager to flaunt their wealth, still indulged in such extravagance. This perfectly illustrates the old adage, "Behind the red gates, meat and wine go to waste, while on the road, starving travelers die."

Inside the luxurious and spacious top floor, platters of delicacies were served with effortless grace to a round table in the center of the hall. Six people sat around the table, each splendidly dressed and exuding an air of grandeur, clearly displaying their respective status and position.

At the head of the table sat a middle-aged man whose ordinary appearance seemed unremarkable at first glance. However, the occasional glint in his eyes, sharp as a blade, seemed capable of piercing through to the deepest recesses of the heart. His hands, steady as mountains, hinted at a man of extraordinary ability.

As the wine flowed freely and the atmosphere became lively, a shrewd-looking, perpetually smiling, portly man in fine clothes sitting to the right of the middle-aged man suddenly said,

"It's truly a blessing from our ancestors that we, An Yiyi, were able to have Chairman Li grace us with our presence today. This has greatly enhanced the reputation of our establishment from this day forward. All of this is thanks to Chairman Li's presence. Let us toast Chairman Li!"

The portly man in fine clothes stood up, holding his wine glass as if to offer a toast to the middle-aged man. As soon as he stood up, everyone at the table quickly followed suit, raising their glasses and standing. The middle-aged man smiled slightly, raised his glass, and was about to speak when a sudden, unexpected event occurred.

Chapter Four: Turning Stone into Gold

"Boom!"

The sound of breaking tiles came from above, a shocking change as if the end of the world had arrived. A flash of light, transformed into frost and snow, pierced through the roof and entered the hall, aiming directly at the middle-aged man's vital point on the top of his head. The accuracy of the target was astonishing.

The middle-aged man reacted with astonishing speed. In the instant the blade flashed, he had already shifted his position, and the attacker's fluid and lightning-fast slash missed its mark!

Upon hearing this, the richly dressed, portly man who called himself "An Yiyi" reacted the fastest. Almost before the attacker even hit the ground, he roared angrily and imposingly:

"Who are you, assassin? How dare you run wild on the territory of 'Spirit Fox' An Yiyi!" "

Having said that, he flipped over and struck the attacker with a pair of fleshy palms. The agile and swift movements, and the domineering palm force that seemed capable of cleaving mountains and cutting off rivers, were completely unrecognizable from his obese physique. The

wind from the palms ruffled the attacker's white hair. His face always wore a gentle and calm smile, his eyes were narrowed to the point of almost disappearing from the pupils, and he held a strangely shaped single-edged longsword in his hand, the blade radiating a chilling aura.

The middle-aged man had also seen the attacker's face at this moment, and his expression changed. He hurriedly warned An Yiyi:

"Brother An! Don't be careless. This person is the disciple of 'Heavenly King,' who recently replaced the deceased Zengzhangtian as one of the four flying heavens of 'Heavenly Palace,' the 'Weituotian' White Demon!"

"He defeated the third-ranked 'Cangxie' White Demon in the world?!" "

A person's name casts a long shadow!" Since the news of the assassination attempt on the "third-ranked" master spread, Bai Mo has risen from obscurity to become the most popular rising star in the demonic sects, even surpassing the three heroes and four outstanding figures of the righteous path. Now, the "Spirit Fox" An Yiyi, who is attacking him, is also a powerful figure on the "Duonao River," possessing first-rate martial arts skills, but she is still at least one or two levels below the third-ranked master, let alone Bai Mo, who has a record of "defeating" him.

Facing a master of equal or greater strength, the level of fighting spirit is a crucial factor in determining victory or defeat. However, An Yiyi's pampered life has made her forget the feeling and will to fight desperately. Upon hearing the name "Cangxie" Bai Mo, her fighting spirit... His initial aggressive stance had already diminished by three-tenths. The "Heaven-Turning Palm Print" shifted its attack to Luo Yi, his innate true energy condensing into a wall to protect him. His initial aggressiveness had been replaced by a desire to avoid trouble rather than seek merit.

The White Demon's face still wore a frosty smile. Even before landing, he had already turned and drawn his blade. His movements seemed unintentional yet natural and masterful. His "Azure Evil" blade slashed horizontally and vertically, two blade beams imbued with icy coldness overlapping to form a cross, tearing through the air. They froze and shattered anything they touched! No one doubted that this cross-shaped strike had the power to slice An Yi into four pieces.

An Yi let out a strange cry, his fat body suddenly spinning rapidly like a top, emitting a shrill howl. The instant the White Demon's cross-shaped blade energy clashed head-on with the rapidly spinning giant body, first, "Bang!" With a loud bang, An Yiyi was sent flying backward, his face deathly pale, his sleeves shattered into pieces! Shards of cloth flew everywhere like snowflakes.

The White Demon didn't pursue An Yiyi further; in fact, the situation didn't allow him to. With An Yiyi's intervention, the middle-aged man had already closed in, a sharp glint flashing in his otherwise ordinary eyes. He roared,

"Don't harm the innocent! Your opponent is me!" "

Bai Mo smiled slightly at him, but the middle-aged man felt that the other's smile had all turned into sword intent! In an instant, all the lights in the hall were frozen out by the Snow-Covered Blade Qi! The cold air filled every corner of the top floor of the "Linjiang Pavilion". In the darkness, only the long sword in Bai Mo's hand emitted a dazzling cold light, slashing towards him.

The middle-aged man sighed slightly, finally forced to use one of the two most famous ultimate techniques of his life.

The middle-aged man flicked his thumb and slowly pointed out with his finger. The finger force was as all-encompassing as Buddha's nature, containing all things in the world within a mustard seed. The cold air around him was instantly gathered into his fingertip. The wonder of its use was as if it could restore order and turn stone into gold. "Turning stone into gold" was also the name of his ultimate technique!

The cold sword qi of the "Snow-Covered Blade Technique" was simply dissolved into nothingness by the middle-aged man with a single finger. The coldness in Bai Mo's eyes deepened, and his smile became even wider. He said:

"As expected of the leader of the 'Small Knife Society', only with such finger strength can one unleash the number one flying knife in the world." "Come on!"

A slender, cold, white blade cleaved through the space, and a bone-chilling cold surged forth like a tide

, gradually enveloping everything from all directions. The temperature dropped imperceptibly to near freezing point, as if forcing one to choose between freezing to death and being cleaved in two. Li Wuyou, the leader of the "Small Knife Society"—"Flying Knife"—frowned slightly, his focused gaze fixed on Bai Mo's right arm wielding the blade. Whether out of overconfidence or arrogance, he risked his life to plunge into the swirling blade shadows. The sharp, cold air immediately and mercilessly cut through his robes, but his protruding thumb remained as heavy as a mountain, slowly advancing through the icy, white aura.

Bai Mo smiled, moved: "As expected of the 'Ten Great Skills of the Creation Ranking,' the 'Turning Stone into Gold Finger'! It seems difficult to take Master Li's head today without showing some real skill."

"Did Emperor Shitian send you to kill me?"

"Master Li can ask Yama, the King of Hell, that question." "

You don't have that ability!"

"Is that so?" Bai Mo laughed, "The third-ranked master in the world said the same thing, but in the end, he still died at my hands."

"The third-ranked master in the world is not dead at all!" Li Wuyou said coldly, "'Resurrection' is just a stepping stone for the successor of 'Hellwalk' to advance to a higher level. To be so complacent without investigating the truth is both pathetic and laughable!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo's eyes, which had been narrowed, suddenly opened wide, gleaming brightly. The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the temperature plummeted. He

said in a chilling voice, "What did you say?"

Li Wuyou was greatly surprised, but at the same time, a hint of joy also welled up within him. He had originally only approached the matter with a "let's give it a try" attitude, but he hadn't expected that Bai Mo would actually be unaware that the third-ranked warrior in the world was still alive and had already returned to the "Mingyue Sect." However, seeing that even the ever-present smile on Bai Mo's face had vanished, he knew that this matter had had a significant impact on Bai Mo's mental state. Although his killing intent was surging, the icy profound energy that had been tightly locked within him since the start of the battle had shown a relative decrease. How could he miss such a golden opportunity?

His thumb first lit up with a golden light, like a guiding light in the darkness, and then accelerated, his finger force as fierce as a siege engine breaking through layers of obstacles, yet as delicate as embroidery needlework, forcing Bai Mo's icy sword energy to roll to both sides.

Suddenly, the White Demon let out a long laugh: "Master, you've fallen into a trap!"

Just as Li Wuyou realized the danger, the White Demon's aura shifted from weak to strong. The chilling demonic energy seemed to transform into a blizzard, whipping and pounding against his body. Even with his profound inner strength, he felt a penetrating chill, realizing he had fallen into the White Demon's carefully laid trap.

At this moment, he had no choice. Focusing his mind, he simultaneously pointed his thumbs, unleashing countless golden finger beams that struck the White Demon like falling meteors. Such a wondrous technique truly lived up to his reputation as the master of "The Romantic Blade" Xiao Yao.

However, Li Wuyou knew he was now in a passive predicament. The surrounding air, seemingly frozen, seemed to possess a life of its own, tightly locking onto his innate finger energy, gradually devouring the true energy within his meridians. Only then did he realize that the white-haired evil man before him, though young, possessed astonishingly powerful demonic arts. No wonder even the third strongest in the world had suffered a great loss at his hands.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Mo's handsome, smiling face reappeared before him as if he had found it again. His long sword slashed down along a beautiful yet sinister path, forcing him to abandon all other moves. His finger strikes and sword energy finally clashed, producing a crisp, metallic clang that echoed throughout the entire "Linjiang Pavilion."

Li Wuyou groaned, his arms going numb as if crippled. He staggered backward, his pure protective inner energy no longer able to withstand Bai Mo's chilling snow-white aura, which seeped into his meridians, leaving him feeling as cold as if he were in an ice cave.

Though no visible wounds were visible, Li Wuyou knew the severity of his internal injuries; he wouldn't recover for at least a year.

An Yi caught up from behind, seemingly wanting to support the swaying Li Wuyou, saying,

"Is the Master alright? Let's join forces to deal with this evil heretic."

Li Wuyou's face was pale, but he shook his head firmly. Just as he was about to speak, an even more shocking change came between him and An Yi. A dense, solid mass of true energy shot out like the bristles of a hedgehog, attacking him without warning, targeting his current blind spots. It was clear that the attacker was ruthless, determined to kill him with a single blow.

Li Wuyou shouted, his body undergoing a transformation beyond human limits in the split second, causing An Yi's potentially fatal attack to barely graze his waist. Even so, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his remaining 30% of his strength completely collapsed, leaving him with no ability to fight.

His disadvantage lay in losing control from the very beginning. The enemy had meticulously planned this deadly trap, employing a three-pronged strategy of assassination, ambush, and counter-espionage, leaving him no chance to recover. Otherwise, if he had had the opportunity to unleash his world-shaking flying knife technique, he wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat.

Wounded upon wounded, Li Wuyou finally collapsed to the floor, but his eyes remained fixed on An Yiyi with resentment, asking bitterly,

"Why?"

An Yiyi's face revealed a cunning, fox-like smile, his ten fingers cracking as he said,

"'Spirit Fox' An Yiyi is also one of the Four Flying Heavens of 'Heavenly Palace,' Duowentian. Can the host die in peace now?"

Li Wuyou finally revealed a bitter smile, his heroic spirit broken, and said, "So that's how it is! It seems this banquet tonight was a trap set from the very beginning to kill me?" The White

Demon stopped two feet in front of him, sheathing his "Azure Demon" sword, and said softly,

"Rest in peace, Master. You will not be lonely on the road to the Yellow Springs; more will accompany you along the way."

Li Wuyou's eyes flashed with anger he hadn't even shown when he was ambushed, and he said in a deep voice,

"You...you...you...you...you..." "

On the entire rooftop of the 'Linjiang Pavilion,' apart from the three of them, there was not a single living person left!

Their companions, who had just been drinking and making merry with them, were now all cold corpses without a trace of body temperature. There were no wounds on their bodies, but they were covered in frost, clearly killed by the chilling aura of the White Demon's 'Snow-Clad Blade Technique.'

The White Demon shook his head and chuckled, 'Master Li, you are about to die, yet you still care about these trivial matters. These people were just tools invited to set up a trap to kill you tonight. Now that the show is over and the guests have dispersed, those who have lost their usefulness naturally have no reason to exist. Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles, nor do they hesitate to make small sacrifices. It is precisely because you, Master Li, could not see this that this has come to such an end tonight.'" "

His voice was soft and pleasant, his expression humble and gentle, yet the words he spoke were so cold-blooded, possessing an incongruous beauty that was both eerie and malevolent.

Duowentian—An Yiyi, standing to the side, also laughed and said, "Even though one of 'Flying Knife' Li Wuyou has died, the 'Spirit Fox' An Yiyi, the patron of 'Duonao River,' will still live on. These witnesses, of course, cannot be left alive. Now that everything has come to light, Master Li can rest in peace." "

Having said that, he struck down with a palm, the silent yet fierce killing intent sealing off Li Wuyou's surroundings like a vast dome, intent on extinguishing his life force in one fell swoop.

This is how the demonic sects operate—utterly ruthless, leaving no chance for the defeated to turn the tide or reverse their defeat.

If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring! Just

as the killing palm was about to strike Li Wuyou's crown, a gentle, flowing force suddenly emerged from the side like a cunning swordsman, deflecting the fierce 'Heaven-Turning Palm Print,' followed by a graceful, scholarly..." A graceful figure, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, intervened in the battle before everyone's eyes.

A scholar in Confucian robes, roughly the same age as Li Wuyou, moved with an elegant and refined grace. His features were almost perfect, yet his intelligent and intelligent eyes prevented him from giving the impression of a weak scholar. Holding a folding fan, he possessed the poetic and romantic air of a swordsman in a painting.

An Yiyi, being well-traveled and knowledgeable, immediately deduced the newcomer's identity from his demeanor and appearance, and said in a trembling voice filled with fear:

"The Wise Scholar Kong Beihui?!"

The newcomer was none other than Kong Beihui, the chief strategist of the "White Path Alliance," the master of the "Zhongshu Mansion," and renowned as the "Wise Scholar," the foremost sage of the righteous path!

Kong Beihui glanced only at Li Wuyou on the ground before his gaze, seemingly unable to be distracted, focused intently on Bai Mo and An Yiyi, and sighed softly:

"Still a step too late." An Yiyi

recovered from her initial shock at meeting Kong Beihui in an instant, revealing the depth of his cunning. She grinned and said,

"Not too late! Arriving now means we can travel together with Master Li. On the road to the Yellow Springs, the two of us can chat and laugh, no more loneliness."

Kong Beihui glanced at An Yiyi, his gaze not sharp, yet it made her feel as if she were naked and exposed, unable to hide anything. She almost wanted to turn away, but knew that in this critical moment of war, doing so would be tantamount to suicide.

"An fox," Kong Beihui paused, then said calmly, "even if you intend to treat Master Li's death as a conflict between the 'Heavenly Palace' and the 'Small Knife Society,' the incident still happened on your territory. Can you really remain uninvolved?" He added, "Besides… is your identity as 'Duowentian' truly as secret as you imagine? In my opinion, that's not necessarily true!" An

Yiyi's narrow eyes suddenly flashed with a dangerous, razor-sharp light, and his murderous aura surged. He said with a forced smile:

"Master Kong truly lives up to his reputation as the number one strategist of the righteous path, his plans are flawless, and he knows everything without even leaving his home. But I wonder if he has foreseen that tonight might be his death night...?"

Kong Bei turned his gaze to Bai Mo, a strange glint flashing in his eyes, but he quickly replied calmly,

"You and 'Weituotian' Bai Mo?"

Bai Mo smiled slightly and said politely, "Indeed, Master Kong has excellent judgment. Meeting you is even more impressive than hearing about you."

An Yiyi said with slight impatience, "Why waste so much time talking to him! A quick victory is the best policy. If we keep arguing with this pedantic scholar, aren't we afraid of things going wrong?"

Bai Mo looked at An Yiyi with a friendly smile, "Before coming here, the Left Prime Minister must have instructed me that I am the commander of this operation, right?" "

Although Bai Mo's smile was so gentle, An Yiyi felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, chilling him to the bone. He hurriedly said,

'What are you saying! I, Fatty An, will of course obey Brother Bai Mo's orders. Whatever you say goes!'

In terms of quick adaptability, this man was truly a master of the martial world, living up to his nickname 'Spirit Fox.'

'Very good,' Bai Mo smiled and suddenly flashed out the window, disappearing from everyone's sight, leaving only his voice:

'Then listen to my orders, retreat.'

An Yiyi's fat face immediately turned a purplish-red. He hadn't expected Bai Mo to suddenly retreat when his side still had the upper hand, and to leave so abruptly, abandoning even his 'comrade'! But now was not the time to settle scores. He couldn't even bother with polite words, and his massive body 'boom!'" With a crash, they broke through the wall and fled, a stark contrast to their previous high spirits.

The situation had reversed; Kong Beihui, who had subdued his enemy without a fight, wore a worried expression instead of a joyful one, gazing at the surging river and saying:

"The disciple trained by Emperor Shitian is indeed exceptional. He never engages in pointless fighting when the situation is unclear, and his decisiveness is rare even among us. The 'Heavenly Palace' has gained such a rising star, adding a new variable to the power of both the Dao and Demonic factions… Junior brother, was this also part of your plan?"

"They're all gone, Master." A

sweet and elegant voice rang out from the entrance, followed by a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in purple entering the hall. She was captivating, like a lotus emerging from water, her exquisite features seemingly born of the essence of heaven and earth. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, and her long, flowing black hair cascaded over her shoulders, making her bright, intelligent eyes even more irresistible. Her mere presence made the surrounding space appear ethereal and noble, inspiring awe at the miracle of natural beauty.

The woman in purple knelt beside the unconscious Li Wuyou, extending her jade-like hand to take his pulse. In a slightly worried yet serene tone, she said,

"Master, Master Li's injuries are very serious." "

If she calls Kong Beihui 'Master,' then this purple-clad beauty is clearly one of the 'Four Beauties,' Chu Lingyue, the 'Purple-Clad' daughter of the 'Zhongshu Mansion.'

It's obvious Chu Lingyue arrived with Kong Beihui; the former was ambushed outside the hall by her master, waiting for an opportunity, but she couldn't escape Bai Mo's evil senses. Considering the two-on-two situation might not be advantageous, and fearing that 'Zhiru' had other plans, she chose to retreat decisively.

Kong Beihui resolutely said, 'Master Li has been afflicted by Bai Mo's 'Snow-Covering Blade Qi,' and ordinary internal energy cannot expel the cold poison. Perhaps only Master Gui's 'Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror' can melt the snow with fire. Prepare to depart immediately; we must take Master Li to Master Gui! Unless he intervenes, Master Li has no chance of survival.'

Upon hearing this, Chu Lingyue closed her beautiful eyes, a shadow falling over her fair, jade-like face, and softly said,

'Master, can I not go?'" Every time I see the master, his gaze always sends chills down my spine. "

Knowing that Chu Lingyue is naturally gentle and refined, for him to say such a thing is already the biggest accusation against her. "

Kong Beihui stood silently with his hands behind his back, his face showing a painful struggle between heaven and man. After a long while, he said,

"I'm afraid that won't work! Master Turtle is eccentric. If Lingyue isn't by his side, I'm afraid he won't agree to help."

Chu Lingyue fell silent upon hearing this, her swan-like, graceful neck drooping even lower. She whispered weakly, as if accepting the cruel arrangement of fate,

"Lingyue understands."

"Alas! Lingyue, how could I bear to push you into the tiger's den? But at this crucial moment when the demons are rising and the righteous are falling, we absolutely cannot lose Master Li's power. For the sake of the greater good, personal sacrifice is a necessary measure. I hope you can understand." "Kong Beihui said helplessly and painfully.

Chu Lingyue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her pitiful appearance making everyone want to protect her, but her words, though light, carried an unyielding determination.

"Lingyue's life was saved by Master, and I will have no objection to whatever Master asks of Lingyue."

Kong Beihui sighed, "It's just... I'm sorry to wrong you, Grandma..."

Chu Lingyue said calmly, "If sacrificing Lingyue's innocence can save Master Li's life, then it's worth it."

"Alas!" "Lingyue..."

Chu Lingyue turned her beautiful profile away, her gaze fixed on the shimmering river, her mind wandering to a bold and majestic figure.

—Brother Long! I'm sorry, Lingyue may not be able to keep your purity!

Chapter Five: The Recapture Operation .

At the "Heavenly Curtain Waterfall," the source of the "Duonao River," Jun Tianxie challenged "Sword Marquis" Lou Xueyi for the second time.

Using his two protective magic treasures, "Dreamy Illusory Flower" and "Unmoved Evil Heart," Jun Tianxie once again infiltrated the "Sword Tower" as if it were empty, leaving a challenge letter in Lou Xueyi's room. Based on this alone, Jun Tianxie was certain Lou Xueyi wouldn't refuse his challenge; after all, the feeling of being constantly threatened was a major taboo for someone as cunning as the latter.

Unlike his previous ulterior motives, this time Jun Tianxie was truly fighting for survival, with only success allowed and no failure permitted.

The "Heavenly Curtain Waterfall" plunges nine thousand feet, its force resembling the Milky Way descending from the heavens. The cliff face is perpetually shrouded in a white mist, and the water below roars like a stampede of horses, its power surpassing even thunder. Staying here for less than an hour inevitably impairs one's sight and hearing.

A light drizzle drifts in with the wind, and a young man emerges from the misty spray. His carefree smile carries an air of arrogant arrogance, and his seemingly plain eyes conceal the brilliance of a comet streaking across the sky, like a sharp awl hidden in a bag, destined to one day reveal its sharpness to the world.

"You've come." A figure in white

robes, his handsome features and delicate features contrasting against the surrounding white mist, easily won over anyone at first glance. Behind him stood a gray-clad man with a tearful iron mask, motionless like a clay sculpture, yet exuding a sinister killing intent like a grim reaper, disrupting the harmony of the scene.

"I'm the one who invited you, how could I not come?"

"I didn't expect you to dare invite me out." Lou Xueyi said.

Jun Tianxie smiled and pointed to the tearful man behind him, saying, "Until you rescue my 'brother,' I'll keep pestering you like a ghost in a hanging boot."

"Oh..." Lou Xueyi looked at him with amusement, "Last time I met someone who claimed to be your twin brother, and he said his name was Yu Tianxie. So which Tianxie is standing in front of me now?"

"A name is just a code," Jun Tianxie chuckled lightly. If he had any guilty conscience, it wouldn't be obvious on the surface.

"Regardless of which Tianxie it is, our hearts are united in rescuing our brother."

Lou Xueyi's mockery deepened: "Is that so? But you, or your twin brother, didn't act the same way that day." She then laughed, "However, it's also thanks to your palm strike that I was able to plunge Zhan Nu's consciousness into an even deeper abyss of despair, allowing me to undergo a more comprehensive mental transformation. From that palm strike onward, there was no longer 'Sword and Saber' Ding Shenzhao, only 'Tearful Star' Zhan Nu."

Jun Tianxie secretly thought Lou Xueyi was indeed formidable; with just a few words, she had pinned the blame on him. If his guilt affected his concentration, he would be more likely to die at Ding Shenzhao's hands in the upcoming battle.

But Lou Xueyi underestimated him! Was Jun Tianxie someone who would hold a grudge over such a thing?

Despite these thoughts, he deliberately feigned a look of regret and remorse, saying,

"You manipulated Shenzhao to make our brothers kill each other! I will never forgive you!"

Lou Xueyi's face still wore that refined and noble smile, but his eyes revealed a cruel and ruthless pleasure in controlling life and death. He said, "

You lowly commoners! Your only purpose in life is to be used as tools. What right do tools have to resist their masters? Those who don't even understand this deserve to die!"

"Such feudal and outdated thinking? It seems the information from 'The World's Martial Arts Gathering' is indeed accurate. 'Sword Marquis' Lou Xueyi does indeed have imperial blood."

"Even if it is true, so what! Since ancient times, those who wield power have tended not to treat ordinary lives equally. Even I share their thoughts, but I am more extreme in that I don't care about anyone's life except for one person!"

Jun Tianxie said in a resolute tone that left no room for doubt: "I don't care what you say, Shenzhao and I have a life-or-death bond. We'll live and die together. Today, I will definitely save that person! I will not give up until I achieve my goal!" "

From a consequentialist perspective, Jun Tianxie's words 'to live and die together' are indeed apt, a truly heartfelt statement."

Lou Xueyi's smile seemed to indicate that she had anticipated this outcome from the beginning. She said,

"Then what else is there to say? Let's do it!"

"War Slave, go! Kill this man for me!"

With a soft command, Ding Shenzhao, who had been standing motionless behind him, suddenly drew a pair of swords crossed on his back. Although they were no longer the "Grass-Binding Ring" sword given to him by Ding Chenyi, the chilling killing intent reflected on their blades revealed that their owner must have consumed a great deal of blood in the recent past. Facing

the murderous onslaught of his former comrade, Jun Tianxie smiled confidently, his mind entering the "Unmoved Evil Heart" realm of "Sun Illuminating the World," and said leisurely:

"Although you used evil methods to enhance Shenzhao's power and speed, you don't know that his most precious combat strength actually lies in his innate intuition and wildness. Without these two qualities, he's like a wild horse without reins; no matter how fast he runs, he can't be used in battle."

"Sunlight Illuminates the World" uses the extraordinary perception of the "Supreme Six Senses" to remotely detect changes in the opponent's aura, including the direction, angle, and trajectory of their attacks. Simply put, it's the superior application of "seizing the initiative." Like the pair of swords that Ding Shenzhao is slashing at him now, which to outsiders might seem as swift as cutting down a fly, but to him it's merely a continuation of countless still images, each fragment containing crystal-clear meaning, like something unshaded by any shadow under the bright sunlight.

However, if Ding Shenzhao's mental defenses weren't practically nonexistent at this moment, and if he hadn't already thoroughly mastered the former's martial arts style, he probably wouldn't have been able to do this so easily.

Jun Tianxie maintained his stillness until the potentially fatal blade was already upon him, then moved his body to dodge death's call by the smallest possible margin. At the same time, he used "Evil Nirvana" to set up an "Ant Lion Trap" in the void. The convection of energy caused Ding Shenzhao's already weakened body to involuntarily tilt in the direction he had pre-drawn, thus revealing an opening.

"Heavenly Water Evil Palm!"

He used a martial art he had created that had never been seen before. The force of his palms was like the ripples created when a stone is thrown into a pool, spreading in all directions without any fixed rules. The energy shot out like water, but the thick protective qi couldn't prevent the water droplets from splashing onto the body. Therefore, all the palm force was absorbed solidly. "Wow!" With a "whoosh ," he spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.

This move was a modified version of Chu Tianya's "Tianya Lijian," which he had secretly learned. Given the "penetrating" nature of the Li Mai sword energy, which even his "Evil Path Nirvana" struggled to defend against, Jun Tianxie, drawing inspiration from water skills and his predecessors, created this unique martial arts technique. His first use in battle was surprisingly effective.

Lou Xueyi never dreamed that Ding Shenzhao would be so easily defeated, losing so quickly! He didn't even have a chance to launch a sneak attack. He didn't know that Jun Tianxie was also anticipating this move, which was why he adopted a swift and decisive tactic.

"Dreamy Illusory Flower!"

Jun Tianxie's figure disappeared into space and reappeared before Lou Xueyi's eyes. Before Lou Xueyi could even exclaim "So fast!", the highly concentrated sword energy condensed from "Evil Path Nirvana" hissed. With a slicing sound, the sword shot towards him.

Lou Xueyi snorted coldly, hastily drawing her sword before sheathing it, unleashing a "Three Reflections on Myself" technique, gathering three layers of sword energy before her. The Nirvana Sword Energy reached the Holy Sword's edge, but was blocked by an invisible force, failing to achieve its goal.

Lou Xueyi's eyes blazed with killing intent as she drew her sword, saying, "You're merely relying on Yi Shuihan's 'Omnipresence' technique to deceive your opponent; your true skill is far inferior! Even if the War Slave is useless, I can still kill you!"

Jun Tianxie smiled and said, "Think that way if you want."

Before he finished speaking, he had already moved like the wind to Lou Xueyi's side, unleashing five consecutive Nirvana Sword Energy attacks, forming a plum blossom pattern that covered the opponent's vital points.

"Still using that trick! It's useless!"

Lou Xueyi swung her sword horizontally, creating a graceful arc. It was as if a halo suddenly appeared in the void, devouring and shattering the Nirvana Sword Qi. She then attacked Jun Tianxie with a combination of parrying and striking. "

The shame your brother Yu Tianxie brought me, you will pay with your life today!"

A simple sword strike could have been easily dodged, but the strange energy emanating from it seemed as if countless invisible "ghost hands" had appeared in space, gripping Jun Tianxie's body and preventing him from moving. The feeling of being controlled by the invisible was both eerie and unbearable, like falling into a terrible nightmare from which he could not wake. Someone with a weaker will might have succumbed to despair and awaited death.

Jun Tianxie exclaimed in shock, "This guy actually practices the 'Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Technique'?! Could it be that the androgynous Ye Meixie was also involved in this?!" "

However, at this moment, there was no time to consider the relationship between Ye Meixie and Lou Xueyi. 'Sword Marquis' finally unleashed his trump card, determined to kill Jun Tianxie on the 'Heavenly Curtain Waterfall' today! Preserving his life was more important than victory. He took a deep breath and unleashed the accumulated Nirvana True Energy within him in a turbo-charged burst, its power comparable to a flash flood, dispersing the invisible locking force in one blow.

'He actually managed to break free of the Hundred Ghosts Barrier! Where did this brat get such profound skill?!'

Lou Xueyi could hardly believe what she was seeing, yet it was an undeniable fact. Gritting her teeth, she accelerated her sword strike, intending to take advantage of the latter's momentary weakness and kill him with a single blow.

'Damn it! If you want my life, I'll take you down with me!'" "

Jun Tianxie cursed, using his 'Evil Nirvana' technique to contort his body in an impossible way to dodge Lou Xueyi's sword strike. Although he still inevitably had a large chunk of flesh sliced off, at the same time, his fists slammed into his opponent's ribs! The sound of bones shattering was the only solace Jun Tianxie could find amidst the pain of blood loss.

'Wow!'"

Lou Xueyi followed in Ding Shenzhao's footsteps and was sent flying. To have single-handedly fought against two of the most formidable young masters, Ding Shenzhao and Lou Xueyi, and achieved such an impressive result was truly remarkable. However, today's battle was not simply about determining a winner; Lou Xueyi would not rest until she saw Jun Tianxie die before her eyes! Although all three were injured, Jun Tianxie, fighting two against one, was at a significant disadvantage.

Of course, this was part of his plan from the beginning. He wanted to exhaust both of them by fighting alone, thus widening the gap between them and allowing them to support each other. Now that his objective was achieved, it was time to reveal his true intentions.

"Alibaba! I'm your mother!"

These seemingly nonsensical words were a pre-arranged signal to launch the plan. But what on earth was going on in that woman's head to come up with such a ridiculous signal?

"Received!"

The bowstring twanged, and four white arrows seemed to shoot out from the void, targeting Lou Xueyi and Ding Shenzhao respectively. Strangely, the arrows were in pairs, playing with each other like butterflies flitting among flowers, flying up and down. However, with so many variations, the power was weak. Such archery seemed more for show than to be threatening. What use was it?

"Gentleman's Holy Sword" was known as the best swordsman in the world. Even with her injuries, Lou Xueyi could easily deal with the two arrows that were more fancy than practical. On the other side, Ding Shenzhao also instinctively deflected the arrows, making Jun Tianxie so angry that he almost cursed and regretted choosing the wrong helper.

"Damn it! Another failure!"

A beautiful, frustrated voice reached everyone's ears, causing Lou Xueyi's expression to change drastically.

"Junior Sister Sun! How come you're walking with this kid?"

"Oh no! Have we been discovered?"

A petite figure furtively tried to find cover, a sight that was amusing, but no one could laugh in this perilous situation . Lou Xueyi's face was ashen as she said,

"Junior Sister Sun, how could you, one of the Four Beauties of the Righteous Path, be walking with such a heretic? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation for this."

"There's nothing to explain."

A clear, low voice, though melodious, carried an unspeakable chill, causing Lou Xueyi's expression to change drastically.

"Even 'she' is here?! What method did Jun Tianxie use? The helpers he brought are all incredibly powerful!" Amidst the swirling snow ,

a figure in vibrant red gracefully arrived, exuding a phoenix-like nobility. In an instant, she was above Ding Shenzhao, striking down with both palms. The "Three Feet of Ice" technique of the "Icy Intent" was delivered with force preceding intention. Ding Shenzhao felt an intensely cold energy envelop him, the pressure on his sword and blade increasing uncontrollably. A thin layer of frost formed around his body—his final sensation. Then, his consciousness and body were sealed within a massive block of ice over a foot thick.

Jun Tianjiao, unusually weary, landed beside Ding Shenzhao. To freeze and subdue a master like Ding Shenzhao in a single move was a considerable challenge even for the "Phoenix," the leader of the Four Beauties.

"Damn it! You all…!" Seeing this, Lou

Xueyi disregarded her own injuries, drew her sword, and slashed out with incredible speed. There was still time! If they could help the war slave break free of the ice, the two of them could still break through.

Jun Tianxie roared, "Alibaba! Mommy! If you fail again, I'll fuck your mother!"

"How can you swear!"

A disgruntled shout rang out again with the sound of the bowstring. The white arrow, like a phantom feather, pierced the void, its long, mournful sound echoing through the air, creating sparks as it flew at high speed. Its power was astonishing; abandoning all fancy variations, it was an arrow driven purely by emotion, the essence of the "Innocent Arrow."

Lou Xueyi was startled by the arrow's strength.

"How can its power be more than ten times greater than before! Is this the true strength of the 'Woman's Arrow'?" "

This is also one of the main reasons why Jun Tianxie didn't want to be enemies with Sun Chuqian in the future. 'Not having evil intentions' is very difficult to deal with freaks who cannot be calculated by common sense.

Lou Xueyi judged that with his current injuries, he should not take the arrow head-on, so he had no choice but to retreat again to avoid the attack. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Very good!" Jun Tianxie said again: "Second stage! Go!"

"Don't order me around!"

Jun Tianjiao retorted in dissatisfaction, but her subordinates did not slack off in the slightest. She swept out with one foot, kicking Ding Shenzhao's "ice statue" towards Jun Tianxie. The latter jumped up and caught the ice block in the air. Ignoring the frostbitten skin on his hands, he laughed loudly:

"Sister Tianjiao! Little Sister Sun! I'll take Shenzhao and go first. The rest is up to you!"

--Dreamy Empty Flower!

Using the full power of the Formless Shift, she took Ding Shenzhao and broke through the air, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

Sun Chuqian was so angry that her nose almost crooked: "Good bastard!" "He actually pulled the plank after crossing the bridge!"

"That's just the kind of person he is, you'll get used to it."

She didn't offer much opinion on Jun Tianxie's disregard for loyalty. No one knows a brother better than his sister; she had anticipated this situation. After all, her main purpose in coming was for "Sword Marquis" Lou Xueyi! She didn't care what happened to her unworthy brother and Ding Shenzhao, but this white-robed young man who had given her the impression of a "dangerous person" from the very beginning was absolutely not to be allowed to live!

"Die!"

Without another word, Jun Tianjiao swept her hand in the air. The "Icy Intent Technique" froze the air, forming a delicate, translucent ice dagger between her fingers. The dazzling silver light sliced through the water vapor, instantly piercing towards Lou Xueyi's throat.

Lou Xueyi's eyes already reflected the icy light, watching helplessly as this blade was about to separate his head from his body…

"Clang!" The ice dagger between Jun

Tianjiao's fingers shattered before Lou Xueyi, as if an invisible wall protected him. Although the shards of ice scattered and flew everywhere, none could harm Lou Xueyi. Instead, Jun Tianjiao was forced to retreat.

Lou Xueyi smiled with relief and said, "You're not the only ones who know how to plan ahead."

A stunningly beautiful woman in dark robes appeared silently beside Lou Xueyi like a ghost. Her long hair was disheveled in the mountain wind, possessing both indescribable beauty and an eerie charm. Her exquisite figure, silently alluring beneath her robes, stirred hearts like invisible, slender fingers.

Lou Xueyi turned to the woman in dark robes and said, "Enchantress, you're late!"

The woman smiled faintly, her captivating eyes holding boundless allure.

"I apologize! Something happened on the way, so I'm late. But I didn't expect that with your combined strength and that of the battle slaves, you would end up in such a disadvantageous situation." Lou Xueyi blushed and said, "

Grandma, please don't tease me! Zhan Nu was taken away by that brat surnamed Jun, we have to bring him back."

The woman in dark clothes turned her gaze to Jun Tianjiao, her beautiful eyes first flashing with a deep green light, then with a look that was hard to tell whether it was admiration or aggression, she smiled slightly and said,

"Then we'll have to see if the 'Phoenix' Jun Tianjiao, the leader of the Four Beauties, will agree to your request?"

Jun Tianjiao adopted an unusually cautious attitude, as if facing a formidable enemy, and looked at the woman in dark clothes, coldly saying,

"'Demon Spirit' Ye Meixie?"

A sly glint flashed in the woman in dark clothes' eyes.

"Sister Jun has a good eye! No wonder she's the one I've admired for so long."

Sun Chuqian, standing to the side, said in a tone as if she had discovered a new continent, a new continent filled with monsters with human faces, beast bodies, and eagle wings,

"She...she...she...she...this woman is one of the Nine Extraordinary People, 'Demon Spirit' Ye Meixie...?!"

In her original impression, the Nine Eccentrics should all be those frail, aged, and decrepit seniors! She never expected Ye Meixie to be so radiant and beautiful, even surpassing her "Sister Jun."

Ye Meixie smiled and said, "I wonder what wind blew today? It brought together two of the Four Beauties. The contrast between cold beauty and pure innocence is striking, yet both are equally captivating. I, with my predatory spirit, don't know which one to choose first."

Jun Tianjiao didn't react much to these words, but Sun Chuqian, who also had a penchant for same-sex relationships, thought to herself,

"What does she mean by that...? And why does her gaze feel the same as when Sister Jun hugs me, making me both uneasy and hot? Could it be... could it be that she, like us, likes women...?"

Thinking this, her face inexplicably flushed.

Lou Xueyi frowned and said, "Meixie, now is not the time to play around. Quickly deal with them, and you can do whatever you want."

Ye Meixie covered her mouth and chuckled, "I didn't expect you to be jealous? That really makes me happy. Alright! Although ignorance is no excuse, you did hurt my lovely little husband. If I don't punish you properly, Xueyi will blame me for not upholding his authority!"

Sun Chuqian was confused by Ye Meixie's words and pointed at her and Lou Xueyi, saying:

"Grandma...Grandma said he's Grandma's...husband...? But...Grandma and I are so different in status and age, aren't we...?"

Ye Meixie blinked and smiled, "True love knows no age or status, and shouldn't even be divided by gender. Grandma, am I right? Little Sister Sun."

Sun Chuqian nodded as if she couldn't control herself, her eyes showing a bewildered expression. Jun Tianjiao frowned, lightly stamped her foot, the sound not loud but like a morning bell, making the former's delicate body tremble, as if waking from a dream, and she unknowingly broke out in a cold sweat.

"This... just now... what happened to me...?"

Jun Tianjiao's beautiful face turned cold as she looked at Ye Meixie's stunningly beautiful smiling face and slowly said, word by word:

"Heavenly—Demon—Mysterious—Sound—"

Ye Meixie's beautiful eyes stared deeply at Jun Tianjiao, and she let out a charming laugh:

"Sister Jun, you are so skilled! You actually managed to break my 'Heavenly Demon's Mysterious Sound' with one of the seventy-two unique skills of the Martial Arts Academy, 'Peace Underfoot'! It makes me both sigh and love you, and I really want to hold you in my arms and cherish you."

Jun Tianjiao suddenly laughed, and her originally icy face instantly transformed into a charming and alluring one, which stunned everyone. She smiled coquettishly and said:

"What's the problem? As long as you can beat me, you can do whatever you want with me." Chapter Six :

The Hunter's Club.

A silver-white light flashed in the void. The "Phoenix Dance Whip," infused with the icy power of the "Imperial Chill Technique," danced like a silver dragon soaring through the clear sky, its dazzling beauty carrying a murderous intent like a raging storm. This whip, launched suddenly after Qingcheng's smile, seized the initiative, leaving no room for dodge.

A strange blue light reflected from the icy glint in Ye Meixie's eyes as she giggled,

"I never expected Sister Jun to be so decisive and efficient. I admire you more and more!" "

At first glance, her unguarded attitude seemed to completely disregard the Phoenix Dance Divine Whip, which intimidated both the righteous and the wicked. However, before the silver whip could strike, she subtly flicked her sleeves, unleashing the 'Hundred Ghosts Hidden Force' like a surging dark tide. The surrounding air condensed, enveloping her in a protective aura. Jun Tianjiao's whip not only failed to harm her but also felt as if she had fallen into a quagmire, unable to move forward or backward.

Jun Tianjiao's expression changed again, as if covered with a layer of frost, and she coldly said:

'Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Technique! Truly living up to its reputation.'

Ye Mei smiled wickedly: 'It's because your whip technique is too powerful that I had to show off my best skill.'

Jun Tianjiao's eyes seemed to reflect the glint of a frozen river.

'The outcome is not yet decided, let's go again!'" Jun

Tianjiao suddenly discarded her long whip and pounced without a word. Her slender fingers drew crystalline, cold light in the air, like lightning striking the sky, or the gaze of death, capable of snatching a human's soul in an instant.

Since ranged attacks couldn't break through Ye Meixie's "Hundred Ghosts Barrier," Jun Tianjiao switched to close-quarters combat to see if there was an opening.

Ye Meixie laughed, "Your unyielding personality is also to my liking. You're making me like you more and more, little sister!" His

gaze fixed on the direction of Jun Tianjiao's attacking fingertips, he flicked his right sleeve, and the air seemed to collapse, slamming into Jun Tianjiao and sending her flying like a kite with a broken string. The Hundred Ghosts Qi that had invaded her meridians tore and ravaged her body like a demon devouring her soul. Even more terrifying was that from the moment she came into contact with Ye Meixie's "Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Technique," an intense sense of fear had gripped Jun Tianjiao's mind, causing her spiritual power to wither drastically, making her utterly unable to resist!

This fear seemed to be manipulated by Ye Meixie from the very beginning, leaving Jun Tianjiao utterly powerless to fight back!

Fortunately, the "Intent Chill Technique" she cultivated itself possessed... The calming effect of her composure allowed her to circulate her energy three times in the instant she was knocked away. As she recovered, she expelled the strange "fear" within her body. At the same time, she was secretly horrified; this was the first time she had encountered such a strange kind of true energy that could affect someone's mental state. If it weren't for the strong resistance inherent in her cultivation method, she would have been utterly defeated in a single exchange against the "Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Technique." No wonder the "Demon Spirit" Ye Meixie had maintained a transcendent position outside the three major schools of the Demonic Sect for so many years, a position that was "neither demon nor monster"! As

soon as Jun Tianjiao was repelled, Sun Chuqian stomped her foot and shouted:

"How dare you hurt Sister Jun?!" "

Nocking the arrow and drawing the bow, the 'Makeup Removal Bow' drew three white feather shadows in the air. The arrows danced and intertwined, their final direction uncertain and elusive. Jun Tianjiao's injury allowed the 'Heartless Arrows' to unleash their full power.

Lou Xueyi, having suffered at Sun Chuqian's hands once, reminded Ye Meixie,

'Meixie, be careful! This guy's 'Heartless Arrows' are not easy to deal with.'

Ye Meixie laughed, 'Don't worry! It's just child's play; how could it hurt me?'

With a flick of his sleeve, Sun Chuqian suddenly felt a strange force invading from the void, seemingly empty yet not empty, seemingly real yet not real. She tried to dodge and break through, but there was no trace of it. The surging power, like a seal, clung to the three 'Makeup Removal Arrows,' causing the arrows to slow their advance until they finally fell, exhausted.

Sun Chuqian's expression changed: 'What kind of martial art is this!'" "

Night Enchantress chuckled, "This is my sister's self-created 'Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Technique,' I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, my granddaughter."

"Qianqian! Step back! I'm no match for her."

Jun Tianjiao caught her breath and launched a counterattack. Her figure flew with the graceful lightness of a butterfly, her jade fingers flicking, sending more than a dozen streaks of cold light shooting out close to the ground. It was truly unpredictable and bizarre! But no matter how her "Ice Soul Finger" changed, Night Enchantress caught it with a flick of her sleeve. The "Hundred Ghosts Barrier" was like an absolute force field, making it impossible for anyone to cross the line.

Night Enchantress smiled easily and said, "We're all women, fighting like this is so unseemly, isn't it? Why don't we stop here and find a quiet place to chat and have a heart-to-heart talk? Wouldn't that be better?"

For Jun Tianjiao, this was probably the first time in her life she had been "teased" by a woman. However, caught in a fierce battle, she certainly didn't find it an interesting experience. While her "Demon Spirit" might not be ranked third in the world in terms of skill, her "Hundred Ghosts Night Parade" was an anomaly, appearing only once in a century within the Demonic Sect. Even the latter himself would likely find it troublesome. Jun

Tianjiao suddenly stopped and retreated to Sun Chuqian's side, saying, "Let's stop fighting!"

A strange light flashed in Ye Meixie's eyes, and she smiled, "Sister Jun, are you willing to consider your sister's suggestion?"

Jun Tianjiao smiled and said, "I can't beat you, so what's the point of continuing? As for your suggestion, I am personally interested, but I'm afraid your husband will be jealous."

"You mean Xueyi?" Ye Meixie smiled charmingly, "How could that be! We are husband and wife, but also independent individuals. Neither of us will interfere with the other's love life."

Sun Chuqian was stunned by these "unconventional" words. She wanted to call this woman wanton and lewd, but her words and actions seemed so natural. Her unrestrained charm that transcended worldly morality was more like the goal that Jun Tianjiao and Sun Chuqian had been striving to achieve all their lives. The words of cursing were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't say them.

A smile spread across Jun Tianjiao's cold and beautiful face: "I have never seen a woman as bold and direct as you, so courageous in expressing your inner thoughts. Putting aside our positions of friend or foe, my admiration for you is genuine. Perhaps, at a different time and place, I could truly learn a thing or two from you."

Her tone turned cold, like a black pearl spinning in a silver porcelain dish, as she continued:

"Enough with the nonsense! Even if Qianqian and I are no match for you, it will still take considerable effort for you to deal with us. I can guarantee that whenever there's an opening, I will attack Lou Xueyi with all my might, even if it means mutual destruction! Do you still wish to continue the fight, Senior?"

Lou Xueyi's handsome face turned ashen. Although he wanted to tell Ye Meixie not to worry about his full strength, he knew perfectly well that Jun Tianjiao's words were not empty threats, but rather reflected her genuine strength and determination.

Even in unfavorable circumstances, she remained calm and able to negotiate effectively. Jun Tianjiao truly lived up to her title as the leader of the "Four Beauties," a formidable woman possessing both Taoist and demonic arts!

Ye Meixie laughed heartily, "What a 'Phoenix' Jun Tianjiao! Seeing you is like seeing my sister back then, unwilling to submit to anyone. For that reason alone, I won't make things difficult for you today. Take Sun Xiaomei and leave!"

Jun Tianjiao nodded, "I will never forget your kindness today, senior."

Without further hesitation, she took Sun Chuqian's hand and retreated down the cliff. Ye Meixie's gaze remained hazy as he watched Li Hong's departing figure until they disappeared, then he said with a half-smile,

"What a 'Phoenix' Jun Tianjiao! I want you more and more!" "

The 'Demon Spirit' Ye Meixie is actually bisexual?!" Regardless of her sexual orientation, Lou Xueyi, whom the former calls "husband," is surprisingly good-natured, watching his "beloved wife" openly flirt with another woman, showing no regard for him, her "official wife."

"Letting a tiger return to the mountain will surely bring endless troubles."

Ye Meixie laughed nonchalantly: "Good husband, are you jealous? There's no need. How could I possibly fall in love with that immature girl! If I weren't afraid that those two might really turn against you and threaten your safety, how could I let them leave so easily?"

Regardless of how sincere Ye Meixie's words were, Lou Xueyi's face showed little displeasure or suspicion. He shook his head and sighed:

"I'm so grateful for your protection, how could I blame you?" Besides, even if Jun Tianjiao and Sun Chuqian escape, without solid evidence, they still can't do anything to us. But Ding Shenzhao is different; he's a crucial witness and pawn. Losing him would greatly impact our future plans.

Ye Meixie's lips curled into a sinister sneer. "Don't worry! The 'Bewitching Charm' I planted on him is unbreakable except by the caster. No matter who rescues them, I can use the 'Gu Soul' to find their hiding place. Let me send you back to the building to recuperate first. Leave the finding to me!"

"Oh! My dear brother Shenzhao, you're finally back! You don't know how important you are to me? The key to defeating that old ghost's undefeated myth lies with you!"

In a dense forest, a rare moment of genuine emotion was unfolding in Jun Tianxie's life, and the object of that emotion was... a large block of ice? "

My dear brother Shenzhao, I also want to rescue you from this block of ice immediately, but I'm afraid you won't recognize me after you come out. I've had enough of brothers killing each other, so I've decided to take you to your ancestor first. With his abilities, he can definitely help you regain your original memories." "

In the end, it all comes down to selfishness—a reluctance to exert himself. Ding Shenzhao already has an incredibly powerful backer, so why waste his own effort?

However, if the person involved knew about this mentality of treating Ding Chenyi, the 'Heavenly Sword and Blade,' like a pawn, he'd probably be so angry he'd immediately activate the soul sword residing within Jun Tianxie to take his life.

But how to move such a large piece of Xuanbing over a hundred miles? The transportation problem itself is quite perplexing.

But if he can use someone like the 'Heavenly Sword and Blade,' who has lived for nearly two hundred years, there's probably nothing in this world that can stump Jun Tianxie.

In an inconspicuous alleyway of a small town, a dilapidated sign hangs outside a house. The lettering has peeled away beyond recognition, and coupled with the eerie atmosphere, only someone with a strong sense of curiosity would dare to enter and investigate." It took courage, didn't it?

However, the surrounding environment didn't affect Jun Tianxie's predetermined plans. He walked lightly and without hesitation to the front of the house, pushed open the half-closed door, and the atmosphere immediately shifted, as if stepping into a different world. Inside, besides sealed stone walls and a descending staircase, there was nothing else. Strangely, although it was nearing evening and sunlight was still outside, no light penetrated the house; only a small oil lamp provided illumination, giving it an eerie and sinister feel.

Descending the stairs, the darkness grew heavier, like the stench in the air, but for Jun Tianxie, who had spent three days in the "Hell of No Return," this was child's play.

When he reached the end, a pair of jewel-like, gleaming eyes suddenly appeared in Jun Tianxie's sight, followed by a cold voice from the darkness:

"Who goes there?" The

flat voice, as if reciting lines, was completely devoid of any inflection, and conveyed no sense of danger whatsoever. However, Jun Tianxie knew that if he gave a single wrong answer, at least thirty-five kinds of traps and forty-six kinds of formations could be activated immediately, and at least twenty experts would pounce at any moment. Once trapped in this inescapable net, even he himself would not be able to escape unscathed.

The three major demonic sects and the seven factions alliance represented the forces in the legitimate and illegitimate worlds of the martial arts world. As for the forces behind the scenes, they were dominated by three major factions: "Prison Breaker," "Hunter's Society," and the most mysterious and darkest "Six Paths Realm."

The "Hunter's Company" is structured and operates similarly to an assassin organization, but its scope is broader. It encompasses everything from tracking, finding missing persons, treasure hunting, assassination, espionage, and even bodyguarding and protection. As long as the client is willing to pay a substantial sum, the company's "hunters" will absolutely guarantee to complete the mission. Their

reputation for reliability and efficiency is so high that, reportedly, they have never failed in their over 400-year history. However, the "Hunter's Company" does not operate on an indiscriminate basis. To maintain its mystique and work quality, the company rigorously vets all cases, and even the channels for contacting clients are shrouded in mystery. Information about the organization's members, numbers, identities, financial resources, and working methods is shrouded in secrecy, further enhancing its mystique.

Jun Tianxie's contact with the Hunter's Society began a year ago, before he officially entered the martial arts world. He had sifted through the archives of this mysterious organization in the Taishi family's library and deduced that its power might be of great help to him in the future. Therefore, he actively sought to contact the "Hunter's Society." What might be an impossible task for an ordinary person was a piece of cake for him, possessing "absolute intelligence."

Leveraging his vast accumulated intelligence and analytical abilities, Jun Tianxie analyzed the society's most likely needs. He then personally ventured into the Imperial Palace, relying on his two unique skills, "Dreamy Illusory Flowers" and "Unmoved Evil Heart," and drew a meticulously detailed floor plan. Its detail and completeness left a deep impression on those within the society who contacted him. After review, they finally made an exception and listed this young man, just over fifteen years old, as a special VIP of the "Hunter's Society," granting him the right to freely contact the society's various branches and to be entrusted with tasks.

Despite his young age, Jun Tianxie would never do work without tangible benefits. The soil he had painstakingly cultivated was now ready for sowing and harvesting.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest, mimicking a soaring flame, and then flashed his most charming smile, saying,

"Ascension in broad daylight, slaying the serpent in the path, the thirteenth of the Heavenly Code requests an audience with your esteemed superior."

"I've never heard of this code," a cold, indifferent voice from the darkness said, causing Jun Tianxie's expression to change drastically.

"Anyone who trespasses into the 'Hunter's Company' will be killed without mercy!"

Before Jun Tianxie could even utter the word "misunderstanding," another life-saving, aged voice came from the darkness: "Wu Gou, wait! Let him in."

The original owner of the pair of eyes in the darkness paused for a moment, then replied, "Yes." The sudden turn of events hadn't even given Jun

Tianxie a chance to catch his breath when the stunning beauty emerging from the darkness nearly made him forget to breathe. Her slender, delicate features were like fragile glass, her translucent yet slightly pale skin as ethereal as sunlight. Her expressionless face, paired with eyes more beautiful than any gemstone, resembled a delicate crystal sculpture veiled in gauze—beautiful, yet lacking a sense of life.

"Follow me, the guild leader wants to see you."

The woman, called "Wugou," spoke and turned to lead the way, as if the conflict that had just occurred had never happened. Jun Tianxie smiled wryly, following the woman's footsteps without giving it much thought. After all, his purpose here was to see the guild leader; no matter how many twists and turns lay ahead, as long as he achieved his goal, that was enough.

However, judging from Jun Tianxie's cautious steps and his almost imperceptible, long breaths, it was clear he wasn't entirely unprepared for this place.

"We're here." A

cold voice emanated from the woman with black hair that reached her shoulders, its tone utterly calm, making one wonder if the owner of the voice possessed any normal human emotions. However, just before Jun Tianxie was about to use his "Unmoved Evil Heart" technique to probe the inner world of this icy beauty, a white-haired, bare-chested man sitting on a wooden crate drew his attention.

"Number Thirteen of the Heavenly Code, what brings you here?" the white-haired man asked.

Jun Tianxie's anger flared up instantly, "You dare to say that! What bullshit Number Thirteen? What honored guest of the Heavenly Code? You gave me a password that even your own people don't acknowledge! I almost got mistaken for a spy, is this how you treat guests?!"

Faced with Jun Tianxie's furious attitude, the white-haired man simply said nonchalantly,

"It's a misunderstanding. The original password has been changed, and we couldn't communicate the new password to you, so Wugou mistook you for an outsider."

Jun Tianxie glanced at the stunningly beautiful woman whose face seemed to be covered by a mask before coldly sneering, "

If I said that your 'Hunter's Company' also has people you can't find, who would believe it?"

The white-haired man said calmly, "The world has changed! The company is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. It's the norm to be unable to make ends meet, forcing even us, with our four-hundred-year-old reputation, to reduce our staff and cut expenses."

Jun Tianxie frowned and said, "If you're going to use that as a reason to refuse my commission, then I'll get angry."

The white-haired man raised an eyebrow and said, "Our guarantees to our customers are the lifeblood of the company, and they can never be discounted. The promise we made to you remains unchanged. In addition to giving you the VIP status of 'Heavenly Thirteen,' you can also ask the company to do something for you free of charge at any time. However, I must also remind you that after this matter, the relationship between the company and you will be severed."

Jun Tianxie nodded with a smile and said, "Alright! That's exactly what I wanted to hear." "

What do you need me to do?" the white-haired man asked.

Jun Tianxie replied, "Help me transport something... or rather, a person, to the 'Sea of Trees Without Entry'."

"Where is the person?"

The Hunter's Company's absolute principle was to never ask the employer anything other than matters related to the mission, which was one of the reasons they were trusted by their clients.

"Not in this city, but you can come with me outside the city to pick up the goods."

Because it was impossible to carry a large piece of Xuanbing in a crowded and conspicuous place, Jun Tianxie had to "separate" from Ding Shenzhao, having the hunters Luo Yuzai take on the roles of escort and bait, while he himself set off safely.

The white-haired man asked again, "How will you hand over the goods after they arrive?"

Jun Tianxie replied, "I will personally check and receive them there. As long as your people hand over the 'goods' intact, there will be no further connection between your company and me."

"Good!" The white-haired man slapped his knee and said, "Until the commission is completed, you remain a VIP of our organization. You may stay here for the night, and someone will accompany you to the outskirts of the city to pick up the goods tomorrow morning."

Jun Tianxie initially wanted to refuse, but after glancing at the expressionless woman beside him, he changed his mind and gave a meaningful smile, saying,

"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer. Thank you, Master."

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