Love and Sword [Complete] - 5

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Volume 2, Sword Spirit, Chapter 11: Sword Smashes the White-Clad Sword.

"I never expected the infamous Thief Saint to have changed his interests, now specializing in stealing things from girls' homes." Hua Feihua wasn't so easily provoked; the embarrassment on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by a grin.
"Hey kid, do you want me to steal all your treasures?" Yun Jiu rolled his dead fish eyes, saying irritably.
"I don't have any treasures, you can go ahead, old man." Hua Feihua said nonchalantly.
"Kid, you said it yourself, don't regret it." Yun Jiu laughed heartily, "When you have your wedding night, this old thief will definitely come to patronize you."
The two seemed to know each other before, and after a bit of playful banter, Hua Feihua finally gave in; after all, experience
counts. Ruoxu and Yue Tianhong reunited after their separation, exchanging pleasantries before recounting their recent events. Ruoxu had too many things he couldn't say, so he omitted most of them, only mentioning finding Jiang Qingyue. The Yue Tianhong couple and Hua Feihua had been together these past few days, but in a rather disheveled state. They had been attacked several times by assassins from the White Robe Tower along the way, the poor young master of the Hua family and the eldest daughter of the Yue family forced to accept their fate as fugitives. Originally, they planned to go to the Jiangnan region, but now they changed their minds and decided to go to Chang'an, since the Hua family was located there. Ruoxu was quite surprised to hear this news, as he hadn't expected the Hua family to be in Chang'an, not far from Mount Hua.
"The White Robe Tower assassins attacked you, didn't your Yue and Hua families help you?" Yun Jiu asked, seemingly puzzled.
Yue Tianhong and Zhang Lingyun gave bitter smiles, shook their heads, and remained silent, as if they had something difficult to say.
"Cousin, actually, I feel like someone is helping us secretly. Every time the White Robe Tower assassins appear, I always feel like someone is secretly helping us," Hua Feihua said, frowning as if she had remembered something.
“Now that you mention it, Fei Hua, I also find it a bit strange. I often inexplicably defeat those assassins.” Reminded by Hua Fei Hua, Yue Tian Hong pondered for a moment.
“Cousin, let’s not think about it too much. Having someone secretly helping us is always a good thing, but we should go back to my home as soon as possible. After all, it’s safer there. The White Robe Tower has to give my father some face; they won’t openly kill people in my Hua family.” Hua Fei Hua thought for a moment and said.
“I’m afraid the White Robe Tower won’t give you that chance.” Yun Jiu said sarcastically from the side.
“That’s beyond our control.” Hua Fei Hua sighed.
Because Yue Tian Hong didn’t want to implicate Ruo Xu and the others, they didn’t travel together. Ruo Xu, considering his own constant troubles, didn’t insist.
The next day, when Ruo Xu set off, Yue Tian Hong and the others had already gone ahead. After traveling nearly a hundred miles, the three suddenly stopped. The clear sounds of fighting attracted their attention again. Ruoxu and Jiang Qingyue exchanged glances for a moment, then simultaneously rushed towards the source of the noise. Yun Jiu shook his head and followed behind.
The three arrived at the top of a small hill, looking down at a small valley below. Several familiar figures came into view. It was Hua Feihua and her two companions, whom they hadn't seen for less than a day. Surrounding them were a group of men in white, a total of twelve, clearly assassins from the White Robe Tower. However, fighting alongside Hua Feihua and her companions against the men in white was a young man Ruoxu didn't recognize. He was around twenty years old, dressed in coarse cloth, and somewhat thin. "Little Hua, the old thief is here to help you!" Seeing that Hua Feihua and her companions were in dire straits, Yun Jiu couldn't resist rubbing his hands together and rushing down the hill. Ruoxu looked at Jiang Qingyue, preparing to go down, when suddenly Hua Tianxing's voice came through his mind. "Little brother, let me teach you another sword technique," Hua Tianxing said sweetly. Ruoxu felt somewhat helpless. He didn't know what Hua Tianxing was thinking, always teaching him at such crucial moments. "The second move of the Heavenly Star Sword Technique, Heavenly Star Tears." A beautiful image appeared in his mind: the beautiful fairy was once again dancing with her sword. The fairy sighed softly, seemingly saddened, and Ruoxu felt a pang of sorrow in his heart. "Little brother, you can go now. This sword technique is for group battles, especially when one is surrounded by many people, like now." Hua Tianxing's voice rang out again. Ruoxu didn't have time to think; he quickly lunged forward. Jiang Qingyue, who had been standing nearby for a moment, also flashed away. With the sword in hand, the fairy's sword move appeared clearly in Ruoxu's mind. With a slight flick of his wrist, Ruoxu didn't hesitate at all; Heavenly Star Tears flowed smoothly from his hand like flowing water. The surrounding atmosphere suddenly solidified; everyone seemed to feel a faint sadness. Heavenly Star Tears, sister, why are you sad? Is it these people who made you sad? "Then I'll make sure they never appear in this world again!" A surge of intense killing intent suddenly welled up in Ruoxu's heart, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the light on his Love Sword shone brightly, dazzlingly bright. The sword light unleashed a series of sword flowers, which shot towards the twelve white-clad men with astonishing speed. The sword flowers vanished before the chests of the white-clad men, leaving behind twelve vivid blood flowers before everyone's eyes. The fierce battle instantly fell silent, and the twelve white-clad men slowly collapsed, their eyes filled with such unwillingness and disbelief. The light faded, the Love Sword returned to its sheath, and Ruoxu stood there blankly, staring at the corpses scattered on the ground before him, seemingly unable to believe that this was his handiwork. A sudden fear surged in his heart. No, this wasn't me, that couldn't have been me. He murmured to himself. "Hua Lang, are you alright?" Jiang Qingyue looked at Ruoxu with some unease and asked softly. "Sister Qing!" Ruoxu suddenly hugged Jiang Qingyue tightly. "Sister Qing, was I really scary just now? Tell me, how could I have acted like that?" Ruoxu's voice trembled slightly. "Hua Lang, no, you weren't scary at all. You just killed a few notorious killers. No one will blame you," Jiang Qingyue comforted him softly. "Really? But, Sister Qing, I feel like that wasn't my intention. I... I seemed to be out of control. I felt like I suddenly became bloodthirsty," Ruoxu murmured. "Little brother, it's not your fault," Hua Tianxing's voice echoed in Ruoxu's mind. "It's my fault. I was too hasty and forgot that your current skill level is still insufficient to control this sword technique, which is why you acted that way." Hua Tianxing's tone was full of self-reproach. "Sister, I don't quite understand," Ruoxu felt a little better, but he was still puzzled. “That move, Heavenly Star Tears, was too domineering. Little brother, you've hardly ever learned martial arts before, and your internal energy isn't very high, so you couldn't control that sword technique for a moment. In other words, the sword technique controlled you just now,” Hua Tianxing said quietly. “Sword technique can control people? Sister , you're not joking, are you?” Ruoxu was startled. “Why would I lie to you? You'll understand slowly in the future. Anyway, don't overthink it. Little brother, you're very kind. You won't suddenly become a bloodthirsty demon,” Hua Tianxing said coquettishly, a little dissatisfied that Ruoxu didn't believe her. “That's good, that's good!” Ruoxu murmured. “Brother Hua, Sister Jiang, shouldn't you consider the time and place before you get intimate?” Yun Jiu's strange voice startled the two who were embracing. Ruoxu awkwardly let go of Jiang Qingyue. Jiang Qingyue's pretty face was flushed, and she was incredibly charming, leaning against Ruoxu like a little bird. “Brother Hua, who is this brother?” Ruoxu quickly shifted everyone's attention and asked the young man in plain clothes.

“Brother Hua, I was just about to ask that too.” Hua Feihua was a little embarrassed, realizing that none of them knew this person.
The young man was named Sima Lie, eighteen years old, the same age as Ruoxu. He was a lay disciple of the Wudang Sect, originally the son of a farmer in Chang'an. He had just finished his martial arts training and came down the mountain to help Hua Feihua and the others when they were surrounded by assassins from the White Robe Tower.
Sima Lie seemed to admire Ruoxu very much, his eyes always showing a sense of reverence and even a hint of envy. Hua Feihua, Yue Tianhong, and the Zhang Lingyun couple were astonished by Ruoxu's performance. A month ago, they knew clearly that Ruoxu didn't know any martial arts at all, yet now he had killed twelve assassins from the White Robe Tower in one fell swoop. Although they were surprised, seeing that Ruoxu didn't seem willing to talk about it, they didn't ask further.

Yun Jiu had become somewhat accustomed to Ruoxu's performance, but he had already begun to suspect that Ruoxu's rapid improvement in martial arts was related to the Love Sword. However, he didn't say it, because saying it would probably bring Ruoxu a lot of trouble. Although it's widely rumored in the martial arts world that obtaining the Love Sword grants unparalleled martial arts skills and countless treasures, these are just rumors, and rumors shouldn't be taken at face value. Therefore, some people might not bother to steal it. However, if they witnessed a frail scholar master unparalleled martial arts in less than a month simply because he obtained the Love Sword, their reactions would be quite different.
Yun Jiu enjoys stealing treasures, not because he likes the treasures themselves, but because he enjoys the feeling of stealing. For him, martial arts skills don't need to be high, just enough to steal; money doesn't need to be abundant, just enough to get by. Therefore, although countless treasures have passed through his hands, he has no wealth left behind.
In the end, the group of seven still traveled together. Speaking of the assassins from the White Robe Tower, Yue Tianhong's face darkened, while Zhang Lingyun looked helpless.
"We are all of the same origin, why are we so eager to harm each other!" Yun Jiu sighed deeply.
"Senior Yun, you...you know?" Yue Tianhong's expression changed, and she asked softly.
Yun Jiu didn't speak, only shook his head. Ruoxu looked puzzled; everyone else seemed to understand, but he was confused, even Sima Lie seemed to understand.
"I can't be that stupid, can I?" Ruoxu muttered.
It wasn't until that evening that Jiang Qingyue carefully explained the whole story to Ruoxu.
Since his wife's death five years ago, Yue Fei, the head of the Yue family, had been bedridden, and the affairs of the Yue family had been handed over to Yue Tianhong. Yue Tianhong had two younger brothers and a younger sister. Except for his sister Yue Tianjiao, who was only fourteen and still a minor, his two brothers were adults. His second brother, Yue Tianying, was twenty-two, and his third brother, Yue Tianxiong, was twenty. This time, Yue Tianhong had been repeatedly hunted by the White Robe Tower. With the Yue family's power, it was impossible for them not to know, but no one from the Yue family had come to his aid. Although the reason wasn't entirely clear, it was roughly understandable. The pursuit of Yue Tianhong and his wife was likely caused by someone from the Yue family. At this point, Jiang Qingyue sighed softly. Throughout history, countless siblings and even spouses have turned against each other for fame, fortune, and status. Perhaps the Yue family was no exception. Although this was only her conjecture.
"Sister Qing, even if you gave me more fame and fortune, I would never betray you," Ruoxu said affectionately, gently embracing Jiang Qingyue's delicate body.
Jiang Qingyue's heart trembled slightly.
*** *** ***
White Robe Pavilion.
A middle-aged man in a white robe stood with his hands behind his back, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, exceptionally handsome. He was the White Robe Pavilion Master, Baiyi, ranked second on the Human Ranking.
"Master, none of the twelve silver-level swordsmen survived!"
"Could it be that Yue Tianhong suddenly gained an ally?"
"It's a young man named Hua Ruoxu. Our twelve silver-level swordsmen couldn't withstand a single strike from him."
"What? Hua Ruoxu? Has such a master ever existed in the martial world?"
"Initial information indicates that Hua Ruoxu is Hua Tianyun's disciple, and also Jueyuan's nominal disciple. Furthermore, he is the master of the Love Sword."
"Hua Tianyun, Jueyuan, Love Sword—interesting, quite a background!"
"Master, what's our next step?"
"Temporarily halt our operations. We'll make our move once Yue Tianhong reaches the Hua family!"
*** *** ***
Mount Hua.
"Miss, Young Master is back!"
Outside the gates of Mount Hua, Hua Ruoxu was pacing back and forth.

Volume Two, Sword Spirit, Chapter Twelve: Sword Forces Rival in Love— At the Gates of the Mount

Hua Sword Sect.
Ruoxu finally returned to this familiar place, but now he felt a pang of fear. He was somewhat afraid to face Hua Yuluan.
Jiang Qingyue looked at Ruoxu gently, without speaking. However, her heart was also unsettled and chaotic.
"Young Master." A petite white figure rushed over, her soft body nestled into Ruoxu's arms. Only the little girl Hanxue would be so bold.
"Since you're back, why don't you come in?" Hua Yufeng's gentle voice rang out.
"Senior Yun, Miss Jiang, please!" Hua Yufeng turned to Jiang Qingyue and Yun Jiu with a slight smile.
"Sister Qing, let's go." Ruoxu sighed inwardly, reaching out to grasp her soft hand. Hanxue climbed out of his arms, but clung to Ruoxu's other hand, unwilling to let go. Ruoxu had no choice but to let her be.
Hua Yufeng walked slowly ahead, while Ruoxu tried to discern something from her, but to no avail. He could only follow anxiously behind. Hanxue, however, kept glaring at Jiang Qingyue as if they were mortal enemies. Seeing Hanxue's expression, Jiang Qingyue wanted to laugh, but couldn't bring herself to actually laugh.
In the hall, Hua Tianyun stood with his hands behind his back. He heard footsteps behind him but didn't turn around.
"Disciple greets Master!" Ruoxu knelt down, and Jiang Qingyue hesitated slightly before following suit.
"Please rise, young lady. I cannot accept such a grand gesture!" Hua Tianyun turned around, noticed Jiang Qingyue beside Ruoxu, and was momentarily stunned before quickly speaking.
Jiang Qingyue remained silent and did not rise.
"Master, Qingjie is my wife, and you are my master. It is only right that Qingjie pays her respects to you," Ruoxu said respectfully.
"You may both rise," Hua Tianyun sighed softly.
"Thank you, Master," Ruoxu helped Jiang Qingyue to her feet.
"Yun Jiu greets Sect Leader Hua," Yun Jiu bowed to Hua Tianyun.
"It is truly an honor for me, Hua Tianyun, to grace Mount Hua with your presence. Feng'er, please settle Senior Yun into his lodgings first. We will host a welcome feast for him later." Hua Tianyun smiled slightly, his words extremely polite, making Yun Jiu feel somewhat flattered.
"Understood, Father," Hua Yufeng replied sweetly.
"Ruoxu, please settle Qingyue first, then come to my study," Hua Tianyun said to Ruoxu. Ruoxu quickly agreed.
*** *** ***
"Sister Qing, this is my room. Please rest here for a while. I'll go see Master," Ruoxu said softly to Jiang Qingyue.
Jiang Qingyue gently hummed in agreement.
Ruoxu walked towards Hua Tianyun's study, receiving respectful greetings from Huashan disciples along the way. The Huashan Sect had many disciples, but they all knew Ruoxu's special status. Nominally, Ruoxu was Hua Tianyun's only personally taught disciple, as the other disciples weren't personally instructed by Hua Tianyun. Most of them were taught basic martial arts by Hua Yuluan, who then had them practice according to sword manuals. This wasn't because Hua Tianyun didn't want to teach them, but because he believed this was the only way to help his disciples reach a higher level. Unfortunately, none of the many Huashan disciples were listed on the Dragon Ranking. Therefore, some in the martial arts world jokingly called Hua Tianyun a good sect leader, but not a good teacher. However, Hua Tianyun still insisted on his method of teaching disciples, and he had taught Hua Yuluan using this method as well. Since Hua Yuluan was so outstanding, it proved his method was effective.
"Ruoxu, how old are you this year?" Hua Tianyun asked slowly.
"Replying to Master, this disciple is already eighteen years old," Ruoxu replied honestly, though he didn't understand why Hua Tianyun asked this.
"You're eighteen now, you've grown up." Hua Tianyun turned around and sighed softly. "Ruoxu, you've been at Mount Hua for thirteen years. In my heart, I've always considered you my own child. It's just that your master's wife passed away early, and I haven't been able to properly teach you. You won't blame me, will you?"
"Master, I'm too grateful to you for anything, how could I blame you? I will never forget your kindness in raising me." Ruoxu felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
“Ruoxu, you know that for the past thirteen years, it has always been Luan’er who has taken care of you. Luan’er has an extremely high talent for martial arts, but she is too competitive. When she gets angry, Feng’er and I are powerless to stop her.” Hua Tianyun’s face showed a kind but helpless expression. “Ruoxu, you are an adult now, and I will not interfere too much in your affairs. However, I hope you can persuade Luan’er. In this world, only you can change her ways. Otherwise, she will suffer one day.”
“Master, Senior Sister, she... she might not listen to me.” Ruoxu said timidly.

“No one knows a daughter better than her father. I know Luan’er’s thoughts very well. Originally, I also hoped that you could be together, but I don’t want to force you.” Hua Tianyun sighed. Even with his unparalleled heroism, he was helpless in matters of love. “I just hope you can persuade Luan’er to stop being willful. Ruoxu, you won’t refuse your master’s last request, will you?”
“Master, your disciple will do his best.” Ruoxu said helplessly.
"Good, good, you're back. Luan'er must be very happy. You should go see her." Hua Tianyun said with relief.
"Disciple will take his leave first." Ruoxu left the study.
*** *** ***
Luanfeng Tower.
Luanfeng Tower was the boudoir of the Hua sisters, Hua Yuluan and Hua Yufeng. It was actually two small pavilions connected together, one on the left and one on the right. Hua Yuluan lived on the left, and Hua Yufeng on the right.
On the way to Luanfeng Tower, Ruoxu's thoughts were in turmoil. Hua Tianyun hadn't mentioned what happened at Hua Yuluan's wedding, and Ruoxu still wasn't sure if Hua Yuluan would forgive him.
Hua Yuluan looked out the window, standing with her back to the door. Her graceful and alluring back left much to the imagination. Her long, black hair, like a waterfall, still cascaded naturally over her shoulders. She seemed completely unresponsive to Ruoxu's arrival.
"Senior Sister." Ruoxu finally couldn't help but call out softly, but Hua Yuluan still didn't react, not even moving, remaining quietly standing there.
"Senior Sister, I'm back!" Ruoxu took a few steps forward, coming up behind Hua Yuluan, and called softly again.
"Did you come back to congratulate me?" Hua Yuluan finally spoke, her voice icy cold. "Senior Sister, I really have to thank Junior Brother for coming back for my wedding."
Ruoxu felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, chilling him to the bone. Hua Yuluan's indifference almost shattered his hopes.
"Senior Sister, are you really going to marry someone else?" Ruoxu asked, his voice trembling.
"The wedding invitations have already been sent out. Do you think they can be fake?" Hua Yuluan said coldly, without turning around.
"But, but the invitations don't say who the groom is." Ruoxu murmured, "Senior Sister, why are you marrying someone else? Why can't it be me?"
"I gave you a chance, and you didn't take it!" Hua Yuluan turned around abruptly, her face frosty, and said with a hint of anger.
"Hua Ruoxu, let me tell you, if you want to have women on both sides, don't come looking for me!" Hua Yuluan said angrily, her fair face slightly flushed.
"I don't care, you can't marry someone else!" Ruoxu suddenly shouted, his handsome eyes red, staring fiercely at Hua Yuluan like an exposed lion.
"I'm going to marry someone else, what can you do to me?" Hua Yuluan was taken aback; she had never seen Ruoxu like this before. After a slight pause, she also shouted defiantly, her voice even louder than Ruoxu's.
Ruoxu froze, his years of fear of Hua Yuluan making him subconsciously take a step back, staring blankly at Hua Yuluan in a daze.
"What are you looking at me for? Go back to your Jiang Qingyue!" Hua Yuluan scolded coquettishly, her tone clearly tinged with jealousy.
"I, I..." Ruoxu looked at Hua Yuluan somewhat timidly, a hint of pleading in his eyes, but Hua Yuluan was too angry to notice.
"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean'? Aren't you going back to your room?'" Hua Yuluan said irritably.
"No, I'm not going back!" Ruoxu's tone suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth, "Unless you promise me you won't marry anyone else!"
"I'm going to marry someone else, it's none of your business!" Hua Yuluan retorted stubbornly , not backing down.
A picture suddenly flashed in Ruoxu's mind: Hua Yuluan lying in Feng Guoyun's arms, acting coquettishly. A strange feeling of heartbreak instantly overwhelmed him.
"No, no." Ruoxu murmured, and suddenly reached out with both hands, catching Hua Yuluan off guard and pulling her close.
"Senior sister, you're mine, you can't marry anyone else." Ruoxu tightly hugged Hua Yuluan's slender waist, his hands tightening, murmuring, his eyes bloodshot, his mind already slightly confused.
"You, what are you doing? Let me go!" Hua Yuluan's face flushed red, she scolded softly with a hint of anger.
"Senior Sister, you'll always be mine!" Ruoxu said with unwavering determination. Hua Yuluan, embarrassed and angry, was about to retort, but a soft whimper escaped her lips as Ruoxu kissed her cherry lips.
Ruoxu's mind was already somewhat clouded; only one thought remained clear in his heart: Hua Yuluan was his, and he wanted her. He passionately sucked on Hua Yuluan's sweet lips, their bodies tightly embracing. Although Hua Yuluan was somewhat shy, Ruoxu's embrace was too tight for her to break free from. Though angry with him, she couldn't bring herself to hurt him, and could only let him do as he pleased. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around him, responding to his demands with increasing awkwardness.
Hua Yuluan let out a soft moan, her body growing hot. Finally, she steeled herself and pressed Ruoxu's pressure points. It turned out Ruoxu was no longer satisfied with a simple kiss; his restless hands had already invaded her underwear, beginning to roam inside. Unable to withstand his teasing, Hua Yuluan had no choice but to press his pressure points to induce unconsciousness.
"You little rascal, you've become so naughty." Hua Yuluan's face flushed red as she stared blankly at Hua Ruoxu, who lay unconscious on the bed. She reached out to check his breathing and found it somewhat erratic, so she gently smoothed it out, but didn't release his pressure points, because she was worried he would continue his misbehavior if he woke up.
*** *** ***
Jiang Qingyue sat listlessly by the bedside, waiting for Ruoxu to return. Suddenly, she heard soft footsteps at the door, and her heart leaped with joy.
"Hua Lang!" Jiang Qingyue turned around joyfully, but then froze. Standing in the doorway wasn't Hua Ruoxu, but Hua Yuluan, whom she had met once before, looking at her with a cold gaze.
"He's in my room right now, asleep. He won't come here!" Hua Yuluan's face showed a hint of victory. "He'll be marrying me soon, and he has something he wants me to tell you."
"He'll tell me what he wants to say himself." Jiang Qingyue felt a pang of sadness and said softly.
"Jiang Qingyue, there are some things he can't say himself, so I'll have to say them for him." Hua Yuluan smiled slightly, a beautiful smile, but a chill ran through Jiang Qingyue's heart.
"Miss Hua, I understand Hua Lang's heart." Jiang Qingyue tried to calm herself down. "I know you're the most important person in Hua Lang's heart, but he won't abandon me." "
Jiang Qingyue, I won't say any more nonsense. While he's still asleep, go away by yourself, and don't come back!" Hua Yuluan's face suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice.
"Miss Hua, are you forcing me to leave?" Jiang Qingyue smiled sadly. "Do you know why he came back? Because I asked him to come back, simply because I didn't want him to be unhappy. You love him, you should know what it feels like to love him, why do you insist that I endure this pain?"
"I... I don't care about all that, I just won't let him have any other women." Hua Yuluan seemed somewhat apologetic, but still gritted her teeth and said resolutely.
"What if I don't leave?" Jiang Qingyue slowly stood up, her voice ethereal.
With a "swish," a gleaming longsword was placed against Jiang Qingyue's neck, and the sword belonged to Hua Yuluan.
"If you don't leave, I'll kill you!" Hua Yuluan seemed desperate.
"Kill me if you want. If I die, Hua Lang will remember me for the rest of his life." Jiang Qingyue smiled calmly, seemingly indifferent. "He will also remember who killed me for the rest of his life. Although he can't bring himself to kill you, I guarantee he will never marry you!"
"Actually, why are you doing this? I never intended to marry him with you in the first place." Seeing Hua Yuluan's face turning red and then pale, Jiang Qingyue sighed softly.
"Jiang Qingyue, do you think I'm a child? Don't you want to marry him?" Hua Yuluan said sarcastically.
"I want to marry him, but I know you won't agree. Although I've been hoping you'd be magnanimous, it's still exactly what I expected. I know you love him, and I love him too, but unfortunately, your love for him is about possessing him, while my love is simply about wanting him to be happy," Jiang Qingyue said softly. "But don't worry, I can make him agree to marry only you, and he won't even suspect it's because of you. But you'll have to cooperate."
"You...you're not lying to me, are you?" Hua Yuluan was somewhat incredulous, yet also hoped it was true, after all, she didn't want Ruoxu to have any complaints about her.

Volume Two, Sword Spirit, Chapter Thirteen: Sword Spirit Disrupts the Situation.

The lamplight flickered, the candlelight swayed red, and although it was already past midnight, the lights in Luanfeng Tower were still bright.
Phoenix Pavilion.
Hua Yufeng stood quietly by the window, looking at the dark night sky outside, lost in thought.
Hanxue and Hanshuang sighed inwardly; their young lady had been like this for a full hour.
"It's getting late, go to sleep." Hua Yufeng slowly turned around and said softly. Hanxue and Hanshuang looked at each other in silence, the lamp flickered and went out, and they fell into silence.
Luan Pavilion.
Hua Yuluan looked at Ruoxu, who was still sleeping on the bed, with complicated eyes.
Finally, Hua Yuluan quickly pressed a few acupoints with her delicate hands and released him from his slumber.
Ruoxu opened his eyes, but his mind was filled with the events before he fell asleep. He felt a little worried. He didn't know if Hua Yuluan would be angry.
"It's very late. You should go back." Hua Yuluan's voice was extremely gentle, her beautiful eyes brimming with autumn water and affection.
"Senior sister, I..." Ruoxu didn't know what to say for a moment. He sat up from the bed. A faint fragrance emanated from Hua Yuluan, intoxicating him.
"Go back. Sister Qingyue might still be waiting for you." Hua Yuluan said softly. Ruoxu's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Hua Yuluan's fair face but didn't find anything unusual. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Senior Sister, you...you're not getting married, are you?" Ruoxu suddenly remembered this question and asked nervously.
"Of course I am," Hua Yuluan said with a sweet laugh.
"Senior Sister, please don't, okay?" Ruoxu pleaded softly.
"Silly boy, wouldn't it be good for Senior Sister to marry you?" Hua Yuluan blushed slightly, gently scolded him, and gave him a playful glare.
"Okay, of course it's good." Ruoxu was overjoyed, only then realizing that his question had been a bit problematic, but he couldn't care less now; as long as Hua Yuluan was willing to marry him, that was enough. Ruoxu reached out and embraced Hua Yuluan's slender waist tightly.
"Then, Senior Sister, can Qing-jie...can she marry me?" Ruoxu suddenly thought of Jiang Qingyue and asked somewhat timidly.
“Qingyue is a good girl, and I like her very much too,” Hua Yuluan said softly, though a strange annoyance welled up inside her, which she tried hard not to show. “Since you like her so much, I don’t want to force you anymore.” There was a hint of grievance in Hua Yuluan’s voice, but she agreed to Ruoxu’s request to marry Jiang Qingyue at the same time.
“Senior sister, you’re so kind!” Ruoxu was overjoyed. He hadn’t expected Hua Yuluan to agree to his excessive request so easily. Ruoxu murmured, looking at Hua Yuluan’s alluring red lips, and kissed her.
“No!” Hua Yuluan pushed Ruoxu away abruptly, panting softly, and whispered. The two lay on the bed, embracing each other. Hua Yuluan’s clothes were slightly disheveled, her face flushed, and she looked stunning.
“Junior brother, you should go back first. After we get married…” Hua Yuluan said shyly in a low voice.
*** *** ***
Jiang Qingyue sat by the window, her hands supporting her chin. Soft footsteps approached, and a familiar scent filled her nostrils. She sighed softly inwardly as a pair of hands tightly embraced her slender waist.
"Sister Qing, Senior Sister has agreed to let me marry you." Hearing her lover's joyful voice, Jiang Qingyue felt a pang of sadness. Why was her and her lover's fate decided by another woman?
"Hua Lang, it's getting late, go to sleep." Jiang Qingyue forced a smile, suppressing her sorrow, and turned to throw herself into his arms.
The room darkened, and Ruoxu pulled Jiang Qingyue onto the bed.
Jiang Qingyue's soft, smooth body clung to Ruoxu like a snake, their bodies intertwined, receiving Ruoxu's repeated penetrations. Tonight, Jiang Qingyue had abandoned all restraint, demanding without restraint, her passion raging until dawn.
"Hua Lang, what would you do if Sister Yu Luan didn't agree to you marrying me?" Jiang Qingyue asked softly, her breath slightly ragged, nestled against Ruoxu's chest.
"Sister Qing, Senior Sister has agreed." Ruoxu paused slightly, gently kissed her rosy cheek, and said softly.
"Hua Lang, I'm asking what you would do if Sister Yu Luan didn't agree?" Jiang Qingyue looked up, her eyes full of hope.
"Sister Qing, don't you understand my heart?" Ruoxu sighed softly, "No matter what, I will definitely marry you. If Senior Sister really doesn't agree, I will have no choice but to..."
Jiang Qingyue's cherry lips pressed against his again, sealing his mouth. Ruoxu felt a coolness on his face and noticed that Jiang Qingyue's eyes were glistening with tears.
"Sister Qing, what's wrong? Don't cry, okay? Did I say something wrong?" Ruoxu was at a loss, hurriedly reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face, but the more he wiped, the more tears flowed.
"Hua Lang, it's not your fault, it's just that I'm too happy." Jiang Qingyue finished speaking and kissed him, her delicate body twisting wildly
against Ruoxu's. Ruoxu didn't have time to think, already lost in this boundless pleasure. For the next three days, Ruoxu was simply too happy to leave. Jiang Qingyue and Hua Yuluan were as close as sisters, and Hua Yuluan didn't really reject Ruoxu's affectionate actions, but at night she still wanted him to go back to be with Jiang Qingyue. Jiang Qingyue was all smiles, and Hua Yuluan, perhaps feeling guilty, was unusually kind to Jiang Qingyue, which made Ruoxu even happier. However, Hua Yufeng would occasionally see them, and a trace of worry would flash in her eyes. Of course, Ruoxu, immersed in happiness, wouldn't notice these things.
Early that morning, Ruoxu pulled Jiang Qingyue and ran to Luanfeng Tower, heading straight into Hua Yuluan's room. Hua Yuluan knew he would come at this time, and was already up and getting ready. With light makeup and her beautiful eyes sparkling, Hua Yuluan was even more beautiful and radiant after her careful dressing up.
"Stop it, I'm not ready yet." Seeing Ruoxu embracing her in the mirror, Hua Yuluan quickly tried to stop him, but it was too late. Her slender waist tightened, and she was already in Ruoxu's arms.
"Qingyue, get this naughty guy away." Hua Yuluan had been enjoying her close relationship with Jiang Qingyue these past few days.
"Sister Yuluan, I don't want to get into trouble. Good luck to you." Jiang Qingyue giggled.
"Senior sister, let me help you draw your eyebrows." Hua Ruoxu said, picking up the eyebrow pencil without waiting for her consent.
Helpless, Hua Yuluan could only let him do as he pleased. Looking at the beautiful couple before him, Hua Ruoxu felt a surge of happiness and pride.
"Junior brother, I told Father that our wedding has been moved up to June 18th. Father is already preparing to resend the wedding invitations." Hua Yuluan suddenly said. Ruoxu was slightly taken aback, and his hand stopped.
"Senior sister, why the sudden move?" Ruoxu asked, puzzled.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to marry me sooner?" Hua Yuluan glared at him.
"Sister Yuluan, you're wronging him. He can't wait to marry you." Jiang Qingyue said sweetly from the side.
"Sister Qingyue, don't protect him like that. He's getting more and more outrageous, getting bolder and bolder, and he doesn't even respect me, his senior sister." Hua Yuluan gave Ruoxu a coquettish glare because he was being indecent again, his hand touching places he shouldn't.
"Senior sister, I'm very honest and obedient." Hua Ruoxu said innocently.
"Yeah, right!" Hua Yuluan gave a soft, coquettish snort.
"Senior Sister, it's finished." Hua Ruoxu changed the subject again. "Senior Sister, you're so beautiful!"
"Why do you have to say that!" Hua Yuluan said irritably.
"Young Miss," someone knocked on the door from outside. The door opened and Han Shuang answered. "The wedding invitations are ready. Master asked me to show you one."
"Junior Brother, take a look." Hua Yuluan looked at the bright red wedding invitation, looking very satisfied, and handed it to Ruoxu.
"Senior Sister, why isn't Qingjie's name on it?" Ruoxu asked somewhat awkwardly.
"Hua Lang, this is my idea." Jiang Qingyue's voice was soft. Before Hua Yuluan could answer, she had already spoken up.
"Qingjie, didn't we agree that you and Senior Sister would marry me together?" Ruoxu asked anxiously.
"Hua Lang, my father just passed away. Although I can't avenge him now, as his daughter, I must do my part to show filial piety. I need to observe three years of mourning for my father and elder brother. Therefore, it is inconvenient for me to marry you now." Jiang Qingyue said softly, a hint of sadness on her face.
"But, but..." Ruoxu didn't know how to put it. He felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Hua Lang, no buts. My mourning period is over. Isn't it the same if we get married later? There are only two years left. Can't you wait?" Jiang Qingyue said with a hint of reproach. "Besides, for the next two years, I'll be no different from your wife. The only difference is the title."

"But, Sister Qing, this is too unfair to you!" Ruoxu still couldn't accept it. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly said, "Senior Sister, how about we wait for Sister Qing to get married together?" His voice was full of pleading. Hua
Yuluan's expression changed slightly, but she didn't say anything.
"Hua Lang, how can you do that? Sister Yuluan's wedding invitation has already been sent out. And can you bear to let Sister Yuluan wait for you for a few more years? Sister Yuluan has already waited for you for eight years. Other girls should have gotten married by now at this age. Can you bear to let her keep waiting for you?" Jiang Qingyue sighed softly and said earnestly.
Ruoxu remained silent, head bowed. His heart was in turmoil. He had thought everything was going smoothly, but he never expected this sudden turn of events.
"Hua Lang, don't hesitate. Although I'm not your wife in name, I am in reality, right, Sister Yu Luan?" Jiang Qingyue turned to Hua Yu Luan.
"Yes, Qingyue and I will always be like sisters," Hua Yu Luan quickly replied.
"Sister Qing, this is really too unfair to you," Ruoxu murmured, holding Jiang Qingyue tightly in his arms.
A hint of joy appeared in Hua Yu Luan's eyes; she knew she had finally won.
*** *** *** Wedding invitations from Mount Hua
spread throughout the martial arts world. The news of Hua Yu Luan and Hua Ruoxu's marriage instantly reached the Central Plains, and people from various sects flocked to Mount Hua.
Because it was said that the bride and groom couldn't meet before the wedding, Hua Yu Luan had been avoiding Hua Ruoxu for some time, hiding in her secluded chambers. Ruoxu felt guilty towards Jiang Qingyue, so he took extra care of her during these days, the two were inseparable, and spent all their time together. However, Ruoxu failed to notice the trace of sadness that Jiang Qingyue often unintentionally revealed.
With only ten days left until the wedding, that night, Hua Tianxing, who had been out of contact for many days, suddenly reappeared.
"Little brother, you're getting married, aren't you?" Hua Ruoxu and Jiang Qingyue were sleeping in each other's arms when Hua Tianxing's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"Sister, where have you been these past few days?" Hua Ruoxu was very surprised by Hua Tianxing's sudden appearance and couldn't help but ask.
"Sister has been here the whole time, but you just haven't thought about me at all." Hua Tianxing's tone was very unhappy. "
Sister, I..." Ruoxu was a little embarrassed; he really hadn't thought about her much these past few days.
"Alright, I don't blame you anymore. Sister has something to tell you." Hua Tianxing's tone was calm. "I've noticed your martial arts progress is faster than I expected, and you've basically absorbed all the essence of heaven and earth within the Love Sword. However, you haven't practiced properly for many days. If this continues, all your previous efforts might be wasted."
"Ah, sister, what should I do?" Ruoxu was startled.
"It's alright. Starting tomorrow, find a quiet place to seclude yourself for seven days. During these seven days, sister will teach you everything she needs to teach you, allowing you to properly integrate your internal energy and techniques. However, during these seven days, you cannot see anyone; you must be alone." Hua Tianxing's tone was gentle, but without a trace of jest. Ruoxu remained silent; he knew Hua Tianxing was serious, and he could only comply.
"It seems this truly is fate." Jiang Qingyue felt a pang of sorrow after hearing Ruoxu's instructions about seclusion, thinking to herself.
*** *** ***
"He's going into seclusion for seven days. Make the arrangements," Jiang Qingyue said calmly in the Luan Pavilion, her former intimacy completely gone.
"They're getting married soon, why is he going into seclusion?" Hua Yuluan seemed suspicious that Jiang Qingyue was up to something.
"He'll tell you later. Don't worry, since I'm going to help you two, I'll keep my word. Besides, his seclusion is the best time for me to leave; he won't suspect anything," Jiang Qingyue smiled serenely, unconcerned by Hua Yuluan's suspicions.
"Okay, I'll make the arrangements right away!" Hua Yuluan said after a moment's thought.
The next day, Hua Ruoxu began his seclusion, while Hua Yufeng personally guarded him outside. They both knew that one shouldn't be disturbed during seclusion, and Hua Yuluan, being the bride, couldn't easily do this. However, they didn't fully trust the disciples, mainly their martial arts skills. Therefore, Hua Yufeng took matters into her own hands.
"Little brother, from today onwards, I will begin teaching you the complete Heavenly Star Sword Technique, and how to fully integrate the essence of heaven and earth absorbed from the Love Sword with your body." Ruoxu sat cross-legged on the bed, the sweet yet serious voice of Hua Tianxing echoing in his mind.

Volume Two, Sword Spirit, Chapter Fourteen: Sword Dance of Heavenly Stars

. "We'll first spend three days opening up your eight extraordinary meridians, then three days teaching you all the Heavenly Star Sword Techniques, and on the last day, we'll teach you some practical combat experience," Hua Tianxing continued. "During these seven days, don't ask any questions. Just do as I say, understand?"
"Understood, sister," Hua Ruoxu said helplessly.
"Alright, let's begin now." Hua Tianxing's tone seemed to carry a hint of desolation. "There might be some pain, you must persevere!"
True energy surged more and more violently into the Ren and Du meridians, waves of pain almost causing Ruoxu to faint. Remembering Hua Tianxing's instructions, Hua Ruoxu could only grit his teeth and endure, large beads of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his face somewhat pale.
Ruoxu didn't know how much time had passed; the pain had numbed him. He only subconsciously circulated his true energy, then rushed it to his Ren and Du meridians. Finally, after a sharp pain, Ruoxu fainted. The barrier between life and death had been broken. His true energy circulated rapidly within his body, growing stronger with each surge. Ruoxu's complexion grew increasingly rosy, and the slight blockages in his meridians were completely eliminated during his unconsciousness. Ruoxu's body slowly began to move, and he gradually hovered in mid-air. His eyes were closed, his breathing was steady, and he remained motionless.
But in Ruoxu's mind, something else was happening. Hua Tianxing's ethereal face appeared in his eyes once more. He saw her clearly, but she ignored him.
The Heavenly Star Sword Technique: Heavenly Star Wrath;
Heavenly Star Sword Technique: Heavenly Star Tears;
Heavenly Star Sword Technique: Heavenly Star Laughter; Heavenly
Star Sword Technique: Heavenly Star Delicate Beauty;
Heavenly Star Sword Technique: Heavenly Star Dance; Heavenly Star
Sword Technique: Heavenly Star Silence;
Heavenly Star Sword Technique: Heavenly Star Concealment.
Clad in flowing white robes, her graceful figure moved with exquisite movements, the Seven Swords of Heavenly Stars flashing repeatedly in Ruoxu's mind. Suddenly, Ruoxu found himself standing opposite Hua Tianxing, whose sword was already aimed at him. He instinctively began to resist, the Heavenly Star Sword Technique flowing naturally from his hands. First, he executed each move in sequence, then he moved freely according to his intuition, his skills growing ever more refined.
"Brother, your sister is leaving. I don't know if I'll ever return. Take care!" Hua Tianxing's mournful voice suddenly echoed in Ruoxu's heart. Ruoxu opened his eyes and slowly landed on the ground. "
Sister!" Ruoxu called out to Hua Tianxing again and again in his heart, but there was no reply.
"Sister, are you really leaving? Aren't you the sword spirit? Why is the sword still here, yet you're gone?" A wave of sorrow washed over Ruoxu.
Seven days had passed. Hua Yufeng had guarded this place for seven whole days, never leaving for a moment. Finally, the door opened, and she saw Ruoxu emerge, her heart pounding with excitement. Seven days had passed, and he possessed a unique air about him. His former scholarly demeanor had faded, replaced by an elegant and unrestrained air. However, his eyes seemed tinged with melancholy. "Aren't you about to marry my sister? This is your dream, so why are you so sad?" Hua Yufeng sighed softly to herself.
"Second Senior Sister, thank you so much for protecting me these past few days." Ruoxu also noticed Hua Yufeng; she looked slightly haggard. He remembered her current posture was the same one he had seen her in when he first entered seclusion. Had she not moved at all for the past seven days? A surge of gratitude welled up in Ruoxu's heart.
"Junior Brother, you'll be marrying my sister in three days. Go back and prepare. I'll go tell her you've emerged from seclusion, so she can rest assured." Hua Yufeng's voice was incredibly gentle, though she seemed to treat everyone this way.
Ruoxu nodded, turning back for a lingering look, as if he felt Hua Tianxing was still inside. However, he knew this was impossible. Ruoxu sighed softly and slowly departed.
"Sister Qing!" Ruoxu strode in, but he was disappointed. There was a girl in white in his room, but it wasn't Jiang Qingyue; it was Hanxue.
"Xiaoxue, what are you doing here?" Ruoxu forced a smile. He always felt a pang of guilt towards Hanxue. He understood her feelings for him, but he couldn't fulfill her wish.
"Young Master, I...I missed you." Hanxue looked like she was about to cry, and threw herself into Ruoxu's arms.
"Xiaoxue, be good. Go back and take care of Second Senior Sister. I still need to find Sister Qing." Ruoxu gently coaxed her.

"Young Master, Sister Jiang...Sister Qingyue is gone." Hanxue blurted out.
"What? Where did Sister Qing go?" Ruoxu suddenly grabbed Hanxue's shoulders, unconsciously increasing his grip.
"Young Master, be gentle! It hurts!" Tears streamed down Hanxue's face. It wasn't the pain that hurt, but the feeling of being wronged.
"Xiaoxue, I'm sorry, I was just anxious. But please tell me where Qing-jie went, okay?" Ruoxu quickly released his hand and said softly.
"Qingyue said she had something urgent to attend to. She wanted to tell you herself, but you were in seclusion, so she left first. I don't know where she went, but look at the letter she left for you." Hanxue pouted, looking unhappy, but handed Ruoxu a handkerchief.
"Hua Lang, I have an urgent matter to attend to and need to go out. I will return as soon as possible. Don't worry! Yours truly, Yue!" The delicate handwriting appeared before Ruoxu's eyes.
Ruoxu stared blankly at the handkerchief, lost in thought. Suddenly, he felt a pang of resentment towards himself for choosing this time to go into seclusion. Qing-jie, why did you have to have something urgent to attend to at this time?
"Young Master, she will come back, don't worry. You're about to marry the Eldest Miss, don't be like this, or the Eldest Miss will be unhappy." Hanxue's sweet voice rang out beside him again.
"I understand, Xiaoxue," Ruoxu said, composing himself. He thought about marrying his beloved senior sister soon, but why didn't he feel the excitement he should have felt? Was it because of Hua Tianxing's sudden disappearance, or Jiang Qingyue's sudden departure, or perhaps both? He knew it wasn't because he didn't love Hua Yuluan; without a doubt, he loved her very much and wanted to marry her. But now that his wish was about to be fulfilled, he seemed to lack the passion he should have felt.
Hanxue had already left, and Ruoxu sat alone in the room, lost in thought. Suddenly, a soft sound came from behind him, startling him slightly. With his current skill, even top-tier martial arts masters within ten feet of him wouldn't escape his notice, yet this person had silently approached him from behind, demonstrating an exceptionally high level of skill.
A faint, intoxicating fragrance wafted into his nostrils, familiar yet strange. A strange feeling welled up inside him, and he hesitated to turn around. However, the true energy that filled his body instantly dissipated, for he already knew who had come.
"Brother Ruoxu, what are you thinking about so intently? I'm right next to you and you didn't even notice." A sweet voice rang out.
"Dai'er." Ruoxu turned around helplessly and called out softly, but he couldn't say anything more. She still had that innocent smile, still that otherworldly beauty.
"Brother Ruoxu, did you miss me?" Dai'er asked coquettishly.
"Dai'er, why are you here? Did anyone notice you?" Ruoxu asked with a slight sigh.
"I heard you're getting married, so I came to see if it's true." Dai'er's tone suddenly became somewhat disappointed. "Don't worry, no one noticed me. I came alone. Liuyun and Feixu are all down the mountain."
"Dai'er, this isn't a place for you to stay for long. You should go back soon. What if, what if my master finds you?" Ruoxu said softly.
"I want you to come with me! I don't want you to marry Hua Yuluan!" Although Dai'er's tone was still soft and sweet, it made Ruoxu's heart pound wildly, and he inwardly groaned.
"Dai'er, I can't go with you. I... I'm going to marry my senior sister." Ruoxu turned his head away, not daring to look into Dai'er's eyes or at her sorrowful face.
"Brother Ruoxu, do you like me?" Dai'er asked softly.
"Dai'er, I... I can't." Ruoxu showed a pained expression.
"Brother Ruoxu, I know you like me, and I know you won't come with me, but I'll come again when you get married." Dai'er said softly, and then slowly walked towards the door.
"No, Dai'er." Ruoxu flashed in front of her, blocking her way, and Dai'er threw herself into his arms.
"Dai'er, please don't force me, okay?" Ruoxu's tone was slightly pleading.
“If you can meet my conditions, I won’t ruin your wedding with Hua Yuluan.” Dai’er lay in his arms, a mischievous look on her face.
“Dai’er, what are your conditions?” Ruoxu was helpless. Dai’er was truly a little devil, and he was powerless against her.
“Hmm, let me think…” Dai’er said sweetly, deliberately drawing out her words, “Then give me a kiss!” She said this very quickly.
“Dai’er, I can’t do that.” Ruoxu said softly.
“What’s wrong with that? You’ve done that to other people before, have you? Kiss me or not? If you don’t, I’ll come and steal you away the day after tomorrow!” Dai’er said angrily.
Dai’er’s soft body squirmed restlessly in Ruoxu’s arms. Ruoxu, who was already somewhat unable to resist, was now even more unable to control himself under her coercion. With a heavy heart, he leaned down and kissed her cherry lips, kissing her until Dai'er's body went weak and Ruoxu was almost unable to control himself before reluctantly letting go. Ruoxu lowered her body, his handsome face slightly flushed. If he hadn't let her go, Ruoxu couldn't guarantee what he might have done.
"Brother Ruoxu, I'll still come to steal the bride, okay?" Dai'er suddenly raised her slender hand, and the love sword beside her pillow appeared in her hand. In a flash of white, she had disappeared from the doorway, and at the same time, she heard her sweet voice in Ruoxu's ear, "I'll take this sword for now, and return it to you in a couple of days!"
"Dai'er, you little witch, you little vixen!" Ruoxu shouted fiercely in his heart, but sadly found that he still couldn't muster any hatred for her.
"What should I do? If my senior sister finds out, she probably won't forgive me." Ruoxu murmured, his heart filled with anxiety. Dai'er said she would come to steal the bride, and he believed she meant it. He didn't know how he would explain it to Hua Yuluan then.
"What if my senior sister doesn't want to marry me?" Ruoxu was deeply worried.
The room still faintly smelled of Su Dai'er's fragrance, but Ruoxu had no time to savor it. His expression was uncertain as he considered all the possible outcomes.
*** *** ***
The sunset was infinitely beautiful, but it was nearing dusk.
Looking up at the sky, it was gradually getting dark. After thinking for a day and a night, Ruoxu finally made a decision. He slowly walked towards Luanfeng Tower, his heart still churning violently. He had a thought he considered despicable. He didn't know why such a thought had suddenly popped into his head, but he didn't have time to think about it. He was getting married the day after tomorrow, and he didn't dare to think about what would happen then. He wanted to put that despicable thought into action now.
Han Shuang saw Ruoxu and was startled. She was about to stop him but found it too late. Ruoxu had already quickly stepped into Hua Yuluan's boudoir. Han Shuang was slightly taken aback, then immediately ran to report to Hua Yufeng.
Hua Yuluan was facing the mirror. The beautiful girl in the mirror had a faint blush on her face. With her wedding day approaching, she felt a little shy, a little apprehensive, but mostly expectant. Suddenly, she noticed someone behind her, and her face flushed even more.
"Junior brother, why are you here now? The matchmaker said we can't meet now." Hua Yuluan turned around, stood up, and stamped her foot, looking a little angry.
"Senior sister, I missed you so much." Ruoxu looked at the beauty before him and murmured, his long arm reaching out to embrace her slender waist.
"Why are you in such a hurry? We're getting married soon. You should go back now." Hua Yuluan said softly, in a coquettish tone.
"Senior sister, can I not go back tonight?" Ruoxu's arms tightened around her, and he whispered in Hua Yuluan's ear.
"No, junior brother, can we wait a couple of days?" Hua Yuluan's face was as red as a begonia. She understood what Ruoxu wanted to do, and said in a slightly pleading tone.
"Senior sister, I want you now." Ruoxu finished speaking and kissed her cherry lips. Hua Yuluan resisted slightly but then gave in and began to respond to him.
"You rascal, you couldn't wait two days, I'll give myself to you today," Hua Yuluan thought to herself, a little embarrassed and annoyed, as she began to let her body respond to her lover. Thirteen years ago, she had taken in an abandoned child; thirteen years later, that child had become her husband. It seemed fate had brought everything together.
Ruoxu savored Hua Yuluan's cherry lips, his passionate kisses gradually spreading throughout her body. After his many days of debauchery with Jiang Qingyue, he was no longer the weak, unromantic scholar he once was. Hua Yuluan's body grew increasingly hot, her clothes fluttering to the ground, finally revealing her exquisite, translucent body completely before Ruoxu's eyes. Ruoxu gently placed her on the bed, finally unable to suppress the surging passion within him, and pounced on her. The moment he entered Hua Yuluan's body, Ruoxu almost cried. His long-cherished wish had finally been fulfilled. Senior sister, oh senior sister, no matter what it takes, I will never let you leave me!

Volume Two, Sword Spirit, Chapter Fifteen: Swordsman's Love and Hatred

. Although Hua Yuluan possessed high martial arts skills, she quickly succumbed to Hua Ruoxu's onslaught after their first time together. After the passion subsided, she soon fell into a deep sleep in Ruoxu's arms.
Holding Hua Yuluan's soft, boneless body, Ruoxu tenderly gazed at her sweet sleeping face. Her face was still flushed, a few tiny beads of sweat clung to her delicate nose, and her long, black hair was slightly disheveled on the pillow. Before Ruoxu, she would never be that heartless fairy; she was simply his beloved senior sister, the woman he would never let go of.
Ruoxu was wide awake. His heart was filled with excitement and a touch of guilt, for he felt somewhat despicable. He worried that Su Dai'er's appearance in two days would cause Hua Yuluan to leave him again, and he could no longer bear her leaving time and time again. So, tonight, he took her.
Ruoxu felt something was amiss. His state of mind seemed to have changed drastically these past few days. Before leaving Mount Hua, he would never have resorted to such methods. Back then, he wouldn't have dared to treat Hua Yuluan this way, because in his heart, Hua Yuluan was untouchable and unworthy of defilement. However, in just over two months, he had undergone a complete transformation, especially towards Hua Yuluan, whom he now possessed an intense possessiveness towards.
Hua Yuluan in his arms stirred slightly, uttering soft, indistinct murmurs in her sleep. Ruoxu tightened his arms, holding her even closer; only at this moment did he feel truly at ease.
*** *** ***
June 18th, Mount Hua Sword Sect.
The renowned Heartless Fairy was about to marry, and her groom, unknown two months prior, was now known throughout the martial world: Hua Ruoxu, the direct disciple of Hua Tianyun. He was also entangled with the Love Sword, with some even claiming it was in his possession.
Mount Hua was brightly decorated, a scene of joyous celebration. The marriage of the Heartless Fairy caused a sensation throughout the martial arts world, and the guests were all extraordinary. Various sects, large and small, sent their highest-ranking members to attend, with many sect leaders personally coming to offer their congratulations, as they had to give face to Hua Tianyun, and even more so to Hua Yuluan.
The wedding ceremony was long and complicated, but the newlyweds, in their joy, didn't care about such things. Ruoxu's face was full of smiles, but his heart was extremely nervous.
"First bow to Heaven and Earth!" Ruoxu helped Hua Yuluan bow deeply.
"Second bow to the parents!" The two bowed again to Hua Tianyun, who was seated in the high position in the center.
"Husband and wife bow to each other!" Ruoxu slightly bent over, letting out a sigh of relief.
However, his joy was premature. Before the two could rise, a deep shout rang out: Wait!
Everyone looked towards the door. Hua Yuluan's delicate body trembled slightly, clearly not from fear, but from anger. Ruoxu recognized the newcomer: handsome, tall and elegant, dressed in a white robe, his face somewhat haggard, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. Two months ago, he had fallen to this man's sword, because of Hua Yuluan. Today, this man had returned, clearly again because of Hua Yuluan.
"It is an honor that Young Hero Feng could attend my daughter's wedding. Please take a seat," Hua Tianyun said with a slight smile, then turned to the master of ceremonies and said, "Continue." "
The ceremony is complete. Lead them to the bridal chamber!" The master of ceremonies paused slightly, then quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly said.
A cheer erupted from the crowd, the sounds of congratulations ringing out.
"Wait! Without my consent, this wedding is invalid!" A loud voice drowned out the congratulations.
"Feng Guoyun, what do you want to do?" Hua Yuluan finally couldn't hold back any longer, scolding him in a delicate voice.
"Yuluan, I only want to settle things between us in front of all the heroes of the world," Feng Guoyun said, gazing at Hua Yuluan with a tender look, his gentle eyes filled with sorrow.
"Feng Guoyun, there's nothing between us that needs to be settled," Hua Yuluan said resentfully. Today was her special day, and Feng Guoyun had come to ruin it; of course, she was furious.
"Fine, fine, well said!" Feng Guoyun suddenly laughed loudly, his laughter filled with resentment and bitterness. "Today I finally understand that in your eyes, I've always been nothing more than a pawn. You never intended to marry me. If I'm not mistaken, even if Hua Ruoxu hadn't returned this time, you wouldn't have kept your promise, would you?" Unable to see Hua
Yuluan's expression, Ruoxu could sense her anger and gently squeezed her hand. Feeling Ruoxu's comfort, Hua Yuluan's anger subsided slightly, and she remained silent.
"Young Master Feng, what promise has this young lady made to you?" Hua Tianyun said slowly, a slight anger rising within him. He already vaguely understood that Feng Guoyun wouldn't let this go easily today.
"Sect Leader Hua, three months ago, before the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, Yu Luan announced to the martial arts world that whoever won the tournament would be her husband. I think you're aware of this, Sect Leader Hua, aren't you?" Feng Guoyun was no longer as agitated, his tone more peaceful.
This was common knowledge in the martial arts world, and Hua Tianyun couldn't deny it, so he could only nod helplessly.
"In fact, Yu Luan not only didn't keep her promise to marry me, but she also didn't give me any explanation. And I'm certain that even if it had been someone else who won the tournament, she wouldn't have given any explanation and would still have broken her promise. This shows that she's completely manipulating the martial arts world!" Feng Guoyun's words became sharp.
"Feng Guoyun, when I said I wouldn't marry you, why didn't you ask me for an explanation? Now you're saying this? I think you're just here to cause trouble!" Hua Yu Luan finally couldn't bear it any longer and retorted in a delicate voice.
“That’s right, I didn’t say anything back then. Because you know I wouldn’t even ask. I just thought that since Hua Ruoxu was willing to risk his life for you, he must love you very much, and since you cried for him, you must love him very much too. I couldn’t bear to separate a loving couple, and I didn’t want you to be unhappy, so I chose to leave Mount Hua without saying a word.” Feng Guoyun said calmly, “However, I really didn’t expect that when I saw you more than a month ago, you actually said you wanted to marry me, and now you’ve inexplicably changed your mind. I, Feng Guoyun, a dignified seven-foot man, have been repeatedly played by you. This is intolerable!”
Whispers rippled through the hall. Everyone was already puzzled that Hua Yuluan’s wedding invitation hadn’t mentioned the groom’s name, and the sudden change of the wedding date only added to the confusion. However, it was not appropriate for ordinary people to pry into other people’s private affairs. But now that Feng Guoyun had said this, everyone seemed to understand what was going on.
"Feng Guoyun, don't make false accusations! I've made myself perfectly clear: if my junior brother returns, our engagement will be void. I even consulted you, and you agreed!" Hua Yuluan abruptly threw off her red veil, her fair face flushed crimson with anger, which only enhanced her beauty. Everyone present was immediately struck by her stunning looks. "
Hua Yuluan, I, Feng Guoyun, am not a fool. Would I agree to such conditions?" Feng Guoyun's tone turned cold as he slowly swept his gaze across the crowd in the hall. "Today, all the heroes of the world are here, and everyone can speak their minds. How could I, Feng Guoyun, possibly agree to such ridiculous conditions? Hua Yuluan, I truly loved the wrong person. I never imagined you were this kind of person. But don't worry, I will now, in front of all the heroes of the world, cancel our engagement. You can continue your wedding!" With that, Feng Guoyun turned and slowly walked away.
The hall was silent. Hua Yuluan stood there, stunned, her face flushing and paling by turns. She never expected Feng Guoyun to pull such a stunt. Now, in everyone's eyes, she was a woman who had been engaged but married someone else, and some were probably already saying she was promiscuous.
"Send her to the bridal chamber!" Hua Tianyun said in a deep voice, his face grim.
Ruoxu had remained silent. He knew nothing of the feud between Hua Yuluan and Feng Guoyun, so he couldn't get a word in edgewise. However, seeing Hua Tianyun's words, he understood that the best course of action was for him and Hua Yuluan to leave the hall. After a slight hesitation, he reached out and embraced Hua Yuluan's slender waist, lifting her up in his arms and heading towards the bridal chamber.
"Wait!" A clear voice called out again from the doorway. Looking towards the source of the voice, everyone's breath caught in their throats again. Someone else had come to stop them, and this person's identity was truly extraordinary.
"I am truly flattered that my daughter's marriage has troubled you, esteemed Mr. Ye," Hua Tianyun said politely, but his face was ashen, clearly showing his extreme displeasure with Ye Bu'er. Behind Ye Bu'er still followed the four monks, nuns, and laypeople.
"Sect Leader Hua, you're too kind. It's my honor to receive your invitation," Ye Bu'er said with a slight smile, his eyes sweeping over Hua Ruoxu.

"I wonder what advice Mr. Ye has for my daughter? If it's not urgent, please come again next time. The newlyweds are ready to enter the bridal chamber." Hua Tianyun's eyes flashed with a captivating light. "Sect
Leader Hua, you misunderstand. I have some questions for your disciple, Hua Ruoxu, not for your daughter," Ye Bu'er said, slowly taking a few steps closer to Ruoxu.
"May I ask what advice Mr. Ye has?" Hua Ruoxu, who had already turned away, turned back again. Hua Yuluan was still in his arms, not getting down.
"Seven days ago, I encountered Qingyue. She was secretly weeping alone. As her uncle, I naturally wanted to ask her why she was crying, but unfortunately, she refused to tell me." Ye Bu'er's words were clear to everyone. "However, I understood the gist of it from her appearance. I'm here to ask you, Nephew Hua, no one blames you for marrying your senior sister, but why did you abandon Qingyue? You two were already engaged, and you even said you wanted me to be your witness. But now? I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."
Seeing everyone in the hall turning their gazes towards him, and remembering Ye Bu'er's words about seeing Jiang Qingyue crying, Ruoxu felt slightly uneasy.
"I think Mr. Ye has misunderstood. Sister Qing had to leave due to urgent matters," Hua Ruoxu said hesitantly.
"Nephew Hua, your reasoning seems a bit far-fetched," Ye Bu'er said with a faint smile, his tone increasingly aggressive. "If my niece Qingyue really had an urgent matter, couldn't the wedding be postponed for a few days? Besides, shouldn't her name be on the wedding invitation?"
"Mr. Ye, aren't you meddling too much?" Hua Yuluan said coldly. "My sister Qingyue is still in mourning, so she can't attend the wedding. Once her three-year mourning period is over, my junior brother will naturally marry her. You don't need to worry about it!" "
Miss Hua, if that's really the case, then I, Ye, have nothing to say. It's just a pity that my niece Qingyue has only been in mourning for forty-nine days, and her mourning period has long since ended," Ye Bu'er said, his demeanor neither humble nor arrogant.
"I've heard that Master Ye is renowned for his wisdom, and seeing him today, I can confirm it's true. Miss Jiang Qingyue never mentioned only observing forty-nine days of mourning, yet Master Ye seemed to be able to guess her inner thoughts. I truly admire him." A soft voice drifted over, and the somewhat noisy hall instantly fell silent. A fairy-like figure, untouched by worldly affairs, slowly entered the hall—the gentle fairy Hua Yufeng. Everyone silently called out to her.
"Miss Hua, you flatter me. How could I possibly guess my niece Qingyue's thoughts? It was merely hearsay." Ye Bu'er smiled somewhat awkwardly, his mind seemingly a little muddled, uttering such a statement. By the time he realized his mistake, it was too late.
"Given Master Ye's current status and prestige, it seems somewhat inappropriate for him to criticize my junior brother based solely on some rumors." Hua Yufeng smiled faintly, her gentle tone and radiant smile making everyone in the hall feel as if bathed in a spring breeze.
“However, I admire Mr. Ye’s concern for his old friend’s daughter.” Just as Ye Bu’er was wondering what to say, Hua Yufeng spoke up again, “However, please rest assured, Mr. Ye, although my junior brother is not a great hero, he is not a heartless person either. Once Miss Jiang’s personal matters are settled, Huashan will naturally marry Miss Jiang.”
“Miss Hua is right, I was rash!” Ye Bu’er knew that he had said the wrong thing today and there was no way to take it back. Since Hua Yufeng had given him a way out, he was not stupid enough to refuse.
Just as the storm was about to subside, everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, today was destined not to be a peaceful day. Ding-dong, ding-dong, several notes of the zither suddenly entered the hall. As a lingering yet somewhat sad melody began to play, Hua Ruoxu’s expression changed drastically. This melody was “Dai’er’s Song”.

Volume Two, Sword Spirit, Chapter Sixteen: Severing the Threads

of Love. Accompanied by melodious yet sorrowful zither music, three women in white gracefully entered the hall. The girl in the center, dressed in palace attire, bowed her head, holding a zither, her long hair obscuring her face, her slender fingers gently gliding across the strings. The girls on either side of her wore long white dresses; one held a sword, while the other carried a red brocade box.
"Brother Ruoxu, Dai'er has come to congratulate you!" The girl in palace attire slowly raised her head, revealing her breathtakingly beautiful face, her resentful tone filled with grievance.
"Palace Master Su has personally graced Mount Hua with her presence; I, Hua, have failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me, Palace Master Su!" Hua Tianyun's expression changed briefly before instantly regaining its composure, and he rose from his seat to greet Su Dai'er.
"Sect Leader Hua, please rest assured, Dai'er is only here to offer her congratulations." Su Dai'er slowly walked towards Hua Ruoxu, a dreamy expression in her eyes, softly answering Hua Tianyun, but not even glancing at him. In her eyes, it seemed that only Hua Ruoxu remained in the world.
"Liuyun and Feixu greet Young Master Hua. This is a congratulatory gift from Miss to you, please accept it." Liuyun and Feixu exchanged glances, then suddenly took a few quick steps and gracefully bowed to Hua Ruoxu, holding a sword and a brocade box in their hands respectively.
Hua Ruoxu looked at the sword in Liuyun's hand, it was the Love Sword that Dai'er had taken from him three days ago, and the jade pendant was still hanging on the hilt. Ruoxu hesitated for a moment, then took it. Just as his hand grasped the Love Sword, another voice rang out. From some corner, a low exclamation came, "The Love Sword!" The voice was low, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"So the Love Sword was actually in Palace Master Su's hands." Ye Bu'er's voice sounded strange.
"Ye Bu'er, I know what you want to say, but Dai'er is just returning it to its rightful owner." Su Dai'er glanced at Ye Bu'er, her gentle gaze instantly turning icy cold, but after just one look at him, she looked gently at Hua Ruoxu.
"So, the Love Sword originally belonged to Nephew Hua? How did Palace Master obtain it?" Ye Bu'er seemed very curious.
"Ye Bu'er, I don't need to tell you my affairs yet. If you don't want to shut your mouth from now on, you'd better shut up now!" Su Dai'er's tone turned cold, with a hint of anger.
"Junior Brother, I remember this sword has always been with you." Ye Bu'er actually obediently shut his mouth, although he looked unwilling, but Hua Yuluan became suspicious.
"Sister Yuluan, Dai'er took it to play with in Brother Ruoxu's room three days ago, so don't ask Brother Ruoxu." Su Dai'er's voice suddenly became extremely soft, sounding like she was coaxing Hua Yuluan.
"Senior Sister, it's time, we should go in." Ruoxu's expression changed slightly, but he managed to control himself and said softly to Hua Yuluan. He put his arm around her slender waist and walked inside, not even daring to thank Su Daier.
"Brother Ruoxu, there's another gift here." Daier called out sweetly again.
"Palace Master Su, I'll accept it for my junior brother first." Hua Yufeng moved lightly and quickly, appearing in front of Feixu. She reached out her slender hand and grabbed the brocade box.
Hua Ruoxu looked at Hua Yufeng gratefully, then put his arm around her and walked into the inner room.
"Under the flowers and moon, drinking together in the boudoir, embracing each other in the red-curtained bedchamber, Brother Ruoxu, have you forgotten all of this?" Dai'er's soft voice rang out behind him, sounding utterly mournful. "Three days ago, you were still so doting on Dai'er. Have you already forgotten?" As
soon as Su Dai'er finished speaking, the people present reacted in various ways: some were envious, some were jealous, some were gloating and waiting to see the drama unfold, and some were worried for Hua Ruoxu.
"Sister, you must hold back!" Hua Yufeng silently prayed in her heart, but she immediately knew that her prayers were already too late.
"Let go of me!" Hua Yuluan forcefully shook off Hua Ruoxu's hand, turned around abruptly, and stared at Hua Ruoxu with a murderous gaze. She then glared at Su Daier, her tone suddenly turning icy cold. "Hua Ruoxu, tell me honestly, what is your relationship with this little vixen?"
"Sister Yuluan, how can you say that about Daier? Daier just likes Brother Ruoxu, why do you call Daier a vixen?" Su Daier's plaintive voice was filled with deep grievance, instantly evoking pity.
"Su Daier, don't play innocent in front of me. I don't care what your relationship with my junior brother is. From now on, he is my husband. You'd better not bother him." Hua Yuluan suddenly seemed to change her mind, no longer intending to pursue Hua Ruoxu.
Hua Yuluan was actually enduring a lot of hardship. Given her personality, it was almost impossible for her to swallow such a grievance. However, she had just heard Hua Yufeng's voice: "Sister, Su Dai'er is deliberately causing trouble. Don't fall for it!" Therefore, although Hua Yuluan suspected the ambiguous relationship between Hua Ruoxu and Su Dai'er, she still forced herself to endure it.

"Brother Ruoxu, do you also hope that Dai'er won't come looking for you anymore?" Su Dai'er's eyes were slightly hazy, then became crystal clear, like a pool of shimmering autumn water. She asked in a soft, sweet voice, her face showing expectation.
"Dai'er, I..." Looking into her eyes, Ruoxu couldn't finish the resolute words he wanted to say. For a moment, his mind was in turmoil, his consciousness slightly confused. The hall was almost silent, save for the soft breathing of everyone. All eyes were fixed on Hua Ruoxu, waiting for his words. Hua Yuluan's face also began to change color, her beautiful eyes almost spitting fire.
"Junior brother, do you really want to lose your sister?" Hua Yufeng's voice rang in his ears, like a sudden awakening, instantly snapping Hua Ruoxu back to reality. No, I can't lose my senior sister, I can't! I've waited so many years, and today she's finally married me. How can I just push away the happiness that's already within my grasp? Dai'er, I'm so sorry!
"Dai'er, I'm very happy you came to my wedding today, but from now on, we shouldn't see each other again." Hua Ruoxu's voice was hoarse, and he spoke with great difficulty. He turned his head slightly away, not daring to look into her eyes, and found a strange pain in his heart as he spoke these words.
"Hua Ruoxu, you heartless bastard!" Dai'er's face suddenly turned pale, a soft sigh escaped her lips, and a single tear slid down her cheek. Everyone suddenly felt that Hua Ruoxu was so hateful; how could he make such a lovely girl so sad? Liu Yun couldn't help but curse, her posture suggesting she wanted to rush over and settle scores with Hua Ruoxu right then and there.
"Liu Yun, Fei Xu, let's go," Dai'er said softly, her delicate body trembling slightly. She slowly turned and walked towards the door.
Her steps were light and delicate, very slow, as if filled with endless longing. Everyone stared blankly at her back, a surge of pity welling up in their hearts, seemingly forgetting that she was the terrifying Demon Palace Master.
Just as Su Dai'er reached the door, she suddenly stopped, turning around with breathtaking grace. Her long, black hair flew freely without wind, and her stunning beauty was no longer merely alluring, but possessed a touch of sanctity. Su Dai'er smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming, instantly eclipsing the world. A smile that could topple empires, a smile that was forever etched in everyone's minds, a moment that became eternal.
"Brother Ruoxu, although you are heartless, Dai'er cannot do this. If you don't want to see Dai'er in the future, then there are some things Dai'er has to tell you today. Please don't hold a grudge against Dai'er, Brother Ruoxu." Su Dai'er's gentle voice rang out again, the sorrow on her face seemingly vanished, yet Hua Ruoxu could truly feel her deep affection in her eyes, but he could only run away.
"Brother Ruoxu, do you know where Sister Qingyue went? Of course you don't know. Do you know how much I hoped you would marry Sister Qingyue? Because Sister Qingyue wouldn't want to have you all to herself, but unfortunately she was too weak, and she gave away what belonged to her. Although she was very unwilling, she had no choice." Dai'er saw Hua Ruoxu lower his head and dare not look at her, a trace of loneliness appeared in her eyes, but she continued to talk to herself.
Hua Yuluan's expression changed, a hint of panic appearing.
Hua Ruoxu also raised his head. He vaguely sensed something amiss in Su Daier's words, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Sister Yu Luan, I know you like Brother Ruoxu very much, but why did you force Sister Qingyue away, and then make up a reason to deceive Brother Ruoxu?" These words stirred up a storm, and Hua Yu Luan's expression changed drastically.
"Sister Yu Luan, are you trying to deny it? But I saw it with my own eyes. You probably wouldn't believe that someone outside saw you pointing your sword at Sister Qingyue, would they?" Su Daier didn't give anyone a chance to speak, and her tone became increasingly innocent.
"Palace Master Su, is what you're saying true?" Ye Bu'er spoke up again at this moment.
"Ye Bu'er, do I need to tell you whether it's true or not?" Su Daier seemed to dislike him, giving him no kindness whatsoever. Ye Bu'er could only awkwardly shut his mouth, giving the impression that he had made a fool of himself.
"Su Daier, don't make false accusations!" Hua Yu Luan's fair face turned red and then pale, her tone filled with anger.
"Sister Yu Luan, I've never been afraid to admit what I've done. It seems I still have a chance to win back Brother Ruo Xu, because I've discovered you're still not as good as me." Su Dai'er called Hua Yu Luan "Sister" sweetly, but her words were anything but infuriating.
"Su Dai'er, I'm the one who forced Jiang Qing Yue away, so what? I don't need you to teach me what to do!" Hua Yu Luan finally erupted in anger. Today, she had been repeatedly embarrassed by various things, and her already proud nature couldn't bear it.
Hua Ruo Xu's heart sank, but he said nothing. Although he had vaguely guessed it before Hua Yu Luan admitted it, hearing her say it herself now still left him with an indescribable feeling. Was he angry? It didn't seem so; was he sad? It didn't seem so either.
"The daughter of the dignified Huashan Sect Leader, yet she uses her sword to steal another's lover! Hahaha, Hua Tianyun, Hua Tianyun, your precious daughter is truly something else!" A wild laugh rang out, and a faint gray figure flew in swiftly from outside. A powerful aura surrounded him, causing a group of people to stumble and fall.
"Elder Nangong has come to Huashan just to criticize my daughter?" Hua Tianyun's calm voice rang out, and he suddenly appeared before the newcomer, a gentle aura pressing down on him.
"Haha, Hua Tianyun, I'm not here today to compete with you in internal strength." The newcomer chuckled, and his aura suddenly receded. The crowd in the hall breathed a slight sigh of relief; the oppressive feeling had vanished.
"I wonder what brings Elder Nangong here?" Hua Tianyun asked calmly.
"Nangong Xuanyuan greets the Palace Master!" The newcomer turned and bowed to Su Dai'er.
"Elder, no need for formalities!" Su Dai'er said softly. At this moment, some who did not understand the newcomer's identity understood.
Nangong Xuanyuan, the number one expert on the Earth Ranking, the head of the four elders of the Demon Palace, and also the Demon Palace's number one expert. However, everyone felt that his appearance was quite different from what they had imagined. They had all thought he would look vicious, but now everyone found that Nangong Xuanyuan was not only very handsome, but also looked refined and cultured, wearing a gray robe, although his long eyebrows that reached his eyes added a slight touch of menace.
"Sect Leader!" Suddenly, a person dressed as a disciple of Mount Hua rushed in from outside the door. He was afraid when he saw Nangong Xuanyuan, but seemed to relax when he saw Hua Tianyun.
"Sect Leader, our sect's disciples were attacked. Fortunately, no one was killed, but many were injured!" the disciple reported.
"Hua Tianyun, your disciples are indeed not very good. I only sent a few people to greet them." Nangong Xuanyuan shook his head at Hua Tianyun, looking quite regretful.
"Elder Nangong, it seems you've given me quite a gift." Hua Tianyun's face already showed anger. For many years, no one in Huashan dared to cause trouble, not even the Demon Palace.
"You're too kind, it's just a small gift." Nangong Xuanyuan chuckled.
"Grand Elder, we should go!" Su Dai'er's voice rang out.
"Today is my daughter's wedding, I don't want to see bloodshed, but there's always another time, Palace Master Su, please take your time." Hua Tianyun said coldly, "However, I must admire Palace Master Su, you actually found such a good excuse to come. I almost really thought Palace Master Su had deep feelings for my son-in-law."
Su Dai'er's expression changed slightly, she looked at Hua Ruoxu, hesitated, and finally sighed softly before walking out.
"Palace Master Su, please wait!" No one expected that it was Hua Ruoxu who spoke.
"Brother Ruoxu, you..." Su Dai'er's delicate body trembled violently.
"This belongs to Palace Master Su. Please take it back." Hua Ruoxu held a jade pendant in his hand, which had originally been on the Love Sword but had just been removed by him. Su Dai'er looked at Ruoxu in disbelief, noticing his expressionless face but resolute eyes.
"I am deeply grateful that everyone has come to my wedding today. However, there is something I must say: the reason why Senior Sister forced Jiang Qingyue away was entirely at my behest." Hua Ruoxu placed the jade pendant in Su Dai'er's hand, and Su Dai'er instinctively grabbed it. Ruoxu's next words caused an uproar.
"You can call me heartless and ruthless, but please do not delay my auspicious time today." Hua Ruoxu continued, not giving anyone time to speak, turning around and pulling Hua Yuluan away, quickly disappearing from the hall.
"Senior Sister, Dai'er, are you satisfied now?" Hua Ruoxu thought to himself.
Dai'er slowly stepped out of the Huashan gate. The road ahead was long and arduous, and alas, her beloved Hua Lang would become a stranger to her.
Inside the bridal chamber, the lights remained lit.

End of Volume Two, *Sword Spirit*.

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