Sword Qi Like Frost

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The Sword Master: The fifth young master of the Sword Sect, a sacred land under heaven. He possessed profound swordsmanship. Later, due to the matter of the Fragrant Guest, he attempted to kill the Heavenly Pivot Star Master of the Azure Dragon Society,

but was ambushed and killed by Long Jianren. Hai Wu:

A member of the Azure Dragon Society, he failed in his assassination attempt on Long Jianren on August 7th. Later, due to his involvement in the Youqin Plan, he was killed by Long Jianren after the failure. Zhou Gou'er: He followed Hai Wu in the assassination attempt on Long Jianren

. After the failure, due to the Illusionary Moon Incident, he fled to Lingzhou City with Long Jianren. He is Long Jianren's confidant and is currently the Lord of the May 1st Day. He placed Yao Nu on the ground, returned to the fork in the road, and headed towards the middle. Not far along, a huge stone gate appeared before him. Three stars were carved on the gate, with a crescent moon in the center. Looking at this stone gate, Long Jianren felt a thousand divine beasts roar through his mind: "Are you kidding me? Is this the legendary Crooked Moon and Three Stars Cave?" He suppressed the urge to curse and carefully examined the stone gate. There were no gaps; it was just a large, solid piece of stone.

Long Jianren prepared to break open the stone door with his sword energy, but unfortunately, the stone door was made of some unknown material, and his sword energy left no mark. Knowing that brute force was impossible, Long Jianren searched the surrounding area. Sure enough, on the dark ground, there were eight large characters arranged in the Bagua (Eight Trigrams). He carefully identified one as the character "天" (tian, meaning heaven), and began stepping on it according to the pre-heaven Bagua diagram. Unfortunately, when he stepped on the last character, the other seven floated up again.

He tried the post-heaven Bagua sequence, but the result was the same. Seeing that it was useless, he carefully observed the eight characters.
"执之天天道观之行" (zhi zhi tian tian dao guan xing, meaning "holding the heavenly way, observing the way of heaven, acting according to the way of heaven") ,

he pondered the eight characters, a strange sense of déjà vu lingering in his mind. "执天, 执天之行. 观天之道, 执天而行, isn't this the Yin Fu Jing?" Thinking this, he stepped on "观天之道, 执天而行" (guan tian zhi dao, zhi tian er xing, meaning "observing the way of heaven, acting according to the way of heaven"). But the result was still the same; after stepping on the last character, the other seven floated up again.
"Damn, are there some hidden meanings to these two 'heavens' and two 'zhi' characters? I'll keep trying, there's plenty of time, I'm not afraid." Finally, on the third try, he saw the three stars on the stone gate light up, their light projecting into the circle formed by the eight characters. Within this circle appeared a Tai Chi diagram. Long Jianren immediately stood on it, but nothing happened.
Looking at the Tai Chi diagram beneath his feet, Long Jianren couldn't help but curse. Who was so inhumane? There were too many mechanisms, and this one didn't even have a hint. Looking at the Yin-Yang symbol, Long Jianren suddenly thought of something, went out, woke Yao Nu, and helped her. The two of them limped into the Yin-Yang symbol.

This time, they were right. The Yin-Yang symbol began to rotate, and black and white energy appeared around them. Long Jianren thought the stone gate would open, but after waiting a long time, they were still standing on the Tai Chi diagram. Long Jianren stared speechlessly at the gate, completely unsure of what to do next.

"The moon... attack the moon," Yao Nu said blankly beside him. Hearing this, Long Jianren once again activated his sword energy, attacking the moon. The moon remained unresponsive, enraging Long Jianren, who unleashed his sword energy at it. The scattered sword energy created cracks around the moon, and Long Jianren, sensing something amiss, attacked the area around it. Sure enough, the surrounding stones shattered, revealing a crescent moon.

Two crescent moons perfectly combined to form a full moon, radiating moonlight. The two men bathed in this light felt a surge of comfort, then discovered the stone door had vanished, and they found themselves in a stone chamber. Long Jianren quickly spotted the five stone boxes on the stone bed. He ran over, opened them, and found them empty.
"Damn it, what's going on? Are they trying to kill us?" Greatly disappointed, he stared at the stone wall, where the origins of the chamber's owner were inscribed. The owner claimed to have seen through the workings of Heaven, comprehending the secrets of the universe and foreseeing a future demon king wreaking havoc. Therefore, he defied fate, leaving behind five demon-slaying artifacts for a destined person to claim. After examining the stone bed, Long Jianren was furious. He had come all this way only to find he had gained nothing.

In a fit of rage, he smashed the stone bed, creating cracks. A red light emanated from the cracks, and Long Jianren's anger turned to joy. He channeled his true energy and shattered the stone bed. Sure enough, a red sword was hidden beneath it. Long Jianren gripped it, and a surge of intense heat shot up.

"A fine sword, a fine sword!" Long Jianren exclaimed, simultaneously suppressing the heat back into the sword. Drawing it from its sheath, he saw the characters "Red Lotus" carved on the blade. Long Jianren praised it again, knowing his trip hadn't been in vain. He sheathed the sword and continued smashing the stone chamber, but after destroying everything, he found only five empty spaces. Judging by their size, they seemed to hold five boxes.
Long Jianren was puzzled; how had the person who retrieved the treasure taken it without causing any damage? After smashing everything, he suddenly realized his foot was healed. He had been using his true energy to heal it for the past few days, and he hadn't expected it to be completely healed as soon as he entered the cave. Moreover, Yao Nu could walk normally, so it seemed the problem was with the moonlight. He returned to the stone bed and inadvertently noticed writing on the ground.

Digging through the rubble, he read it and was both amused and exasperated. "To seek the treasure, kowtow three hundred times." It turned out the previous person had followed the rules, unlike Long Jianren, who simply demolished the house. He saw that there was nothing in the cave and prepared to leave, but he didn't know where to go. Helpless, he had to search around again. Persistence paid off, and he found a passage under the stone stove.

Supporting Yao Nu, carrying his bundle and sword, he slowly walked towards the passage. Fortunately, the passage wasn't long, and soon he heard the sound of flowing water. At the end, an underground river appeared before them.

Looking at the turbulent underground river, Long Jianren could only say, "An underground river, this is going to be a pain in the ass." He instructed Yao Nu, and the two of them jumped into the underground river hand in hand. Once inside, Long Jianren realized he had worried too much; the Crimson Lotus Sword automatically erected a spherical aura to protect him. Seeing the sword's wondrous use, Long Jianren activated his true essence, expanding his protective aura to draw Yao Nu inside.

Regaining the light of day, he was surprised to find himself back in his bathing place. Looking at the familiar scenery, wicked thoughts rose within him. "Yao Nu, your master fought six masters here to save you. Shouldn't you show some gratitude?"

"Master…" Yao Nu tilted her head, confused by Long Jianren's question.

Seeing Yao Nu's innocent expression, Long Jianren could no longer restrain himself. He stripped off his clothes, pulled out his large penis, and slapped it against Yao Nu's face, saying, "Come, follow your master's instructions and take it in your mouth." Yao Nu nodded, carefully taking Long Jianren's glans into her mouth, then using her tongue to continuously entwine around his penis.

Long Jianren felt that Yao Nu was still too inexperienced, so he gave her orders to spit out his glans and lick the urethral opening with his tongue. Long Jianren felt that this was not exciting enough, so he had her lick it a few times and then had her use her snow-white jade hands to grasp the throbbing penis and lick it from the urethra upwards, back to the glans, and then back down.

And so, Long Jianren endured it, watching Yao Nu diligently licking with her head down, feeling an indescribable sense of pride. After licking for a while, he again instructed Yao Nu to gently take his testicles into her mouth, as if in the throes of passionate love, lightly patting the two testicles with her tongue. Under Long Jianren's command, Yao Nu became more and more familiar with it, and her control of the pressure improved. She skillfully licked the testicles, then the glans, and then looked at Long Jianren with longing. Looking into her innocent eyes, Long Jianren couldn't help but praise her, saying, "Yao Nu is really amazing, Master will definitely protect you."
When Long Jianren instructed her to kiss him again, he continuously massaged her perineum with his fingers. After a while, Long Jianren instructed Yao Nu to take his glans into her mouth. This time, Yao Nu's tongue was already teasing the urethral opening very skillfully. In the girl's warm lips, Long Jianren felt a tightness similar to that of his own genitals.

He instructed Yao Nu again to use her nimble tongue to pat his glans. Her nimble tongue slowly enveloped the entire glans, patting it from all sides. Under this patting, Long Jianren couldn't help himself. He couldn't help but feel his seminal gate loosen, and a stream of pus-filled semen shot into Yao Nu's mouth.

Yao Nu looked at Long Jianren helplessly. Long Jianren ordered her to drink it, and seeing Yao Nu's distress, he felt an indescribable joy. Because Yao Nu had just lost her virginity, Long Jianren didn't intend to conquer her again. He held the porcelain doll-like woman and went to sleep.

When they woke up, the sun had already risen. Reflecting on the night, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. Although he had obtained a good sword, it was a pity that the other five treasures were lost. After they washed up, Long Jianren decided to go back to find his mule. With his good feet and familiarity with the road, Long Jianren returned to Meijia Village before dark.

Upon returning to Meijia Village, Yao Nu saw the villagers' corpses and asked Long Jianren to help bury them. Long Jianren thought for a moment and told her to bury them herself while he continued to look for the mule. However, he then thought that it seemed inappropriate for such delicate hands to touch the dead. With this thought, Long Jianren wielded the Crimson Lotus Sword, using its scorching sword energy to cremate the villagers.

"Master, this might not be good..." Although her memories were gone, Yao Nu vaguely remembered that people should be buried for peace. "This is common in Master's hometown. It's called cremation, and it's much better than burial," Long Jianren explained to her with a slight smirk. After settling these matters, they left.

Yao Nu looked at Long Jianren with considerable admiration as he arrogantly led her into the city. The soldiers guarding the city gate not only didn't check them but even bowed and scraped, respectfully seeing them in. "Go quickly and tell the lord that the god of death has returned," a squad leader ordered a soldier beside him after they had walked away.

Long Jianren seemed to have heard this. He turned and stared at the squad leader, seemingly scrutinizing him. The squad leader felt a chill run down his spine under his gaze and nodded repeatedly, as if indicating that he was wrong.

"Which is the best restaurant here?"

"Sir, it's Juxianju next to the yamen." Watching the two leave, he couldn't help but wonder, was it really necessary to ask about the only restaurant here? An old soldier seemed to notice his confusion and said to him, "This 'sir' is going to ask you to pay his bill."

"Yes, yes, Old Zhang, you are indeed knowledgeable." The squad leader was enlightened and praised the old soldier happily.

"Gathering immortals from the three mountains, welcoming travelers from the five lakes. This couplet is quite good, boss, whose handwriting is this?"
"Reporting to you, sir, it was written by Magistrate Yu for my shop."

"Oh, Yu Renjie has some literary talent, but he is far inferior to me."

The owner of Juxianju didn't know how to answer for a moment. If he said yes, he would definitely not pass with Magistrate Yu; if he said no, he would be finished for the day. Helpless, he could only say to Long Jianren, "Sir, please come in

. My shop has prepared a private room." As soon as Long Jianren stepped across the threshold, the once noisy hall instantly fell silent. Several people were about to pay their bills and leave. "Oh dear, am I so unpopular that some people want to leave as soon as I come in?" Long Jianren said coldly to the diner who was about to leave. The men immediately shrank back, fearing for their lives. They all sighed inwardly at their bad luck, wishing he wouldn't kill anyone here, and even if he did, they hoped it wouldn't be them.
Long Jianren ignored them, went upstairs, and found a seat by the window. After he and Yao Nu sat down, they looked around the street, leaving the shopkeeper standing there. The shopkeeper gave him a dry laugh, hoping he would order. After standing there for a while, Long Jianren still ignored him. He thought for a moment, then realized what was happening: "Sir, I'll go to the kitchen first. Please wait a moment, sir."

Long Jianren nodded, and the shopkeeper bowed and withdrew, immediately instructing the chef: "Make all your best dishes. Don't make any mistakes, or none of us will survive today." The chef and servants seemed to understand the importance of this task and worked diligently.

"My lord, that god of death is back."

"Tell everyone, no matter what happens, don't interfere. We can't afford to offend this powerful figure."

"Yes, my lord, the brothers understand."

Magistrate Yu silently prayed, hoping this god of death wouldn't cause trouble this time, or his official hat would be in real danger. The diners at Juxianju had never been so disheveled. They were full, unable to speak, and had to pretend to continue eating. Long Jianren showed no regard for their feelings, picking up a chicken foot and starting to eat.

At this moment, Yao Nu tugged at his sleeve, looking fearfully at the two men in blue at the table to his right. Long Jianren, holding the chicken foot in his mouth, flung a chopstick at them. One of the men in blue couldn't believe his eyes. In the blink of an eye, a chopstick pierced his companion's left eye. Judging by the depth of the chopstick, he knew his companion was beyond saving.

As he prepared to draw his sword and fight Long Jianren, he felt a sharp pain in his right eye, and then lost consciousness. Hearing the screams, the diners trembled, all thinking in unison, "That killer has indeed started killing again."
"Excellent swordsmanship!"

A shout of praise made the diners even more apprehensive. Was this man not afraid of death? He dared to speak now.

Long Jianren followed the sound to the right corner of the building, where a noble young man came into view. He wore a white brocade cloak over a silk robe, with a gold-trimmed belt, a sachet hanging on his left, and a sword on his right, its hilt adorned with two gemstones. The scabbard was pure white, gleaming with an inexplicable luster. He had a fair face and delicate nose, possessing a somewhat effeminate air. However, the coldness between his brows sent chills down one's spine.

Long Jianren closed his eyes slightly and said, "You flatter me. My skills are merely amateurish, sir." The young man stared at him, shook his head, and said nothing more, continuing to savor his fine wine and food. Long Jianren ignored them and comforted Yao Nu, saying, "Don't worry, those two will never look at you again." Only then did the terrified waiter on the second floor realize the reason for their deaths; thankfully, he had restrained himself from looking.

"Young master, it's time for us to go," an elderly man with white hair said to the young master in the northwest corner as he came up from downstairs. The young master nodded, glancing at Yao Nu before going downstairs. Long Jianren, who had been watching him closely, naturally noticed this detail and couldn't help but smile. Long Jianren looked out the window and saw the young master boarding a white carriage drawn by eight white horses. The entire carriage was white except for a black command flag embroidered with five swords.

Before boarding, the young master told the innkeeper, "Those two are from the Azure Dragon Society." Seeing the carriage, the well-traveled traveler loudly proclaimed the young master's name.

"The Sword Master! He's the Sword Master!"

"What Sword Master? What's his background? Tell me, brother."

"That's hard to say. I'll tell you later. Let's run for now. Do you think we can mess with the Azure Dragon Society?"

Hearing that someone from the Azure Dragon Society had died here, all the diners scattered. Long Jianren continued eating leisurely, completely ignoring the owner who was now slumped on the ground and the waiters who had fled in all directions.

"My lord, a man named Mingjian has appeared."

"Oh? What brings Mingjian here? Are there any others?"

"That Killer God killed two members of the Azure Dragon Society." Upon hearing this, Magistrate Yu slumped weakly in his armchair, waving his hand dismissively at Zhang, the head constable, saying, "Let them handle this themselves; we have no power to interfere." Zhang, the head constable, reluctantly withdrew. He knew that with these two troublesome individuals and organizations, the magistrate's official position was in jeopardy. One fierce battle would practically cripple the entire city of Ju.

He considered whether he should resign from his position as head constable as soon as possible to avoid being blamed later.

But before he could resign, a cold voice echoed in the magistrate's study: "The Azure Dragon Society is handling matters; we hope Your Excellency will grant your request."

Zhang knew this was also addressed to him. He heard Magistrate Yu say with a bitter smile, "I have always supported the Azure Dragon Society in its work. There's no need to worry."

"Thank you, sir. I will reward you handsomely after this is done."

"Handsome reward? I'll be grateful if you don't demolish my office. What more reward could I ask for?" Magistrate Yu, though inwardly grumbling, still earnestly replied, "I dare not accept such a reward. Please do your best." "
Then I'll take my leave. I wish you, sir, a prosperous career."

"Prosperous? With all this, I'll be grateful if I can keep my official hat. What prosperity could I expect?"
Long Jianren finished his meal comfortably, patted his stomach, and led Yao Nu out of the inn. They came to the quiet street. The once bustling street was now deserted, and the surrounding shops were all closed. Long Jianren smiled as he looked around and muttered, "They came so quickly." He said a few words to Yao Nu, who shook her head with tears in her eyes. He wiped away his tears, gave her some more instructions, and after seeing Yao Nu nod in confusion, he took to the air.

As he took flight and held his ground, a thin, cicada-wing-like throwing knife flew silently towards him. No sooner said than done, he sensed a change in the spiritual energy behind him and dodged to the right, avoiding the deadly blade, but was slashed on his left hand. He had originally intended to check the enemy's situation, but he hadn't expected these people to be already in ambush. Clang!

The Crimson

Lotus Sword was drawn, and a red sword aura counterattacked. The sword aura attacked the roof, and thirteen cold lights grazed past it. Long Jianren hadn't expected this person to be so ruthless, using a mutually destructive method. Nine clangs rang out as Long Jianren knocked down ten throwing knives, sustaining three cuts on his body. That fatal blow had arrived after he had struck; if it weren't for Long Jianren's superb swordsmanship, he would already be meeting the King of Hell with one strike. Long Jianren didn't even have time to see if the sword aura had injured the enemy; a storm of hidden weapons appeared around him, with at least ten enemies throwing them at him.
"Burning Lotus Karmic Fire!"

Long Jianren used this esoteric demon-subduing sword technique, the sword aura transforming into a budding lotus flower beneath his feet, the hidden weapons being absorbed into the lotus. In an instant, the lotus blossomed, and the hidden weapon was launched, accompanied by karmic fire. Twelve withered corpses fell from the surrounding rooftops. Fortunately, the karmic fire of the red lotus could only injure people; otherwise, Long Jianren would have caused a fire here.
"Come down, put down your sword," a cold voice said.

Long Jianren slowly descended from the air, looking at the masked assassin who was holding Yao Nu hostage with a short knife. "Kill her, anyway, if I put down my sword, we'll both die. I might as well avenge her, don't you think?"
The masked assassin looked at him coldly, the short knife in his hand slicing through Yao Nu's fair skin, a bead of blood oozing out. These drops of blood seemed to tell Long Jianren that he really would kill this woman.

"Alas! How annoying!" Long Jianren sighed and threw down his sword.

Seeing this, the masked man's eyes grew even more cruel. He seemed to think he had successfully completed his mission, killed that kid, and could now enjoy this woman. A scream shattered his illusion. The red lotus sword was stuck in the ground, but blood bubbles continued to rise from the ground. He instinctively drew his knife, ready to kill the man in his hand, but unfortunately, the man's head left his body first.

He never imagined, even in death, that there was someone behind him. Long Jianren knew this, and he also knew there was someone behind him. So he died, and Long Jianren lived. After Long Jianren deflected the first arrow from the crossbowman who attacked from behind, the crossbowman couldn't fire a second.

From the moment he stepped out of the gates of Juxianju, Long Jianren sensed the aura of Mingjian; he knew this young master had fallen for the beauty beside him. Mingjian caught Yaonu, who was about to fall, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, pouring some powder onto Yaonu's wound. The white powder, made from some unknown medicine, healed the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Long Jianren coughed a few times, clutching his left hand wound, seemingly hoping to receive the same. Mingjian disgustedly tossed the porcelain bottle to Long Jianren, who poured it onto his wound, feeling an unparalleled relief. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Truly a divine object!" When Long Jianren returned the bottle, Mingjian shook his head. Knowing Mingjian's personality, he wouldn't want anything that this rough man had touched. Long Jianren accepted it with feigned reluctance, but inwardly he was overjoyed.
"Sister, quickly thank this young master for saving our lives," Yao Nu whispered, lying in Mingjian's arms. "If it weren't for you, my brother and I would be dead today. Please accept my three bows." She tried to get up, but Mingjian realized it was inappropriate and hurriedly let go. Seeing Yao Nu preparing to bow, he quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Miss, there's no need for that. It's only human nature to help those in need, and besides, the Azure Dragon Society has committed many evils; everyone has the right to kill them."

After saying this, both of them blushed, and Mingjian quickly withdrew his hand again. However, the soft, boneless feeling made his heart flutter.

"Young master, I have a favor to ask, and I hope you can grant it," Long Jianren said, kneeling down.

Seeing that he was the beauty's brother, Mingjian's attitude softened. He said, "Brother, please rise. If it's within my power, I, Mingjian, will certainly help." "Please, young master, take care of my poor sister."

"This..." Mingjian hesitated.

"I know the Azure Dragon Society is powerful and numerous. I understand your predicament, young master. I'm sorry!" Long Jianren looked disappointed.

"Hmph, the Azure Dragon Society is nothing but a bunch of clowns. I, Mingjian, am not afraid of them. What I care about is that I am alone. It might be inappropriate for me to accompany your sister."

Long Jianren quickly said, "Young master, you are clearly a gentleman who doesn't deceive in secret. I trust you with my sister." After saying this, he began to weep bitterly, "We are originally from the Northwest. My father was a swordsman in the area. We were a happy family. But then, a minor leader of the Azure Dragon Society took a liking to my sister and... he defiled her. Ah, my poor sister!" Yao Nu burst into tears upon hearing this. Upon hearing the cries, Mingjian angrily exclaimed, "Outrageous! Outrageous! The Azure Dragon Society must be destroyed! This is an injustice!"

"My father was also killed by them. I was powerless and could only flee to this place with my sister. Fortunately, a master helped me and taught me swordsmanship. Now that I have mastered it, I prepare to take revenge, but I am worried about my poor sister." After listening, Mingjian thought for a moment and said, "Originally, I should have accompanied you to seek revenge, but unfortunately, my sect has matters to attend to, and I cannot leave. However, I will make proper arrangements for your sister."

"I thank you for your profound kindness on behalf of my deceased parents. Once I have avenged them, I will serve you like a slave."

"No need. What are your names, brother and sister?"

"My name is Long Jianren, and my sister's name is Long Yaoyao."

Mingjian took out a white token from his sleeve and said, "If you need to find me in the future, just call my name three times on this token, and it will naturally bring you here. Alright, your sister and I will be leaving now. Take care." Long Jianren couldn't help but feel fortunate. If Mingjian had inquired more in Ju City, his words would probably have been in danger.
Long Jianren watched the two leave, making a plan in his mind. Regarding this assassination, Long Jianren fully understood his current situation.

Since he had no way to escape, he could only turn the passive into the active. Perhaps he could not only earn a way to survive, but also earn a fortune. He whispered to the charred corpse, "Azure Dragon Society, I'm coming."

Hai Wu struggled to recall the past. The only thing he could remember now was that the mission had failed. He had been underground, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to his target, but a sharp pain in his right arm caused him to faint. Thinking of Tu, he recalled everything about Tu. He was an orphan, which was tragic. But he was always luckier than everyone else in the village, which was also a stroke of luck.

He's lived this long, half thanks to luck. When he was thirteen, he went to someone's toilet to relieve himself and discovered this earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of secret technique) on the toilet paper. Unfortunately, the family used the entire manual as toilet paper, leaving only the last few pages. Using this earth-遁 technique, he successfully joined the Azure Dragon Society and lived the life he'd always dreamed of: luxury cars, beautiful women, and all sorts of extravagant pleasures.

His nickname was "Sea Needle," a name feared throughout the Southeast, because he loved to stab his target's "Sea Bottom" acupoint—a fatal weakness that any man feared. Recalling everything, he slowly opened his eyes, only to find complete darkness.

"You're awake, that's good. I was worried you were dead."

It was a kind voice; Hai Wu had been saved—truly lucky. He couldn't help but secretly thank heaven, but his gratitude quickly turned to cursing. The owner of the voice held a torch and slowly approached him.

In the torchlight, he could see clearly that he was in a secret chamber. In this secret room, two pits had been dug, with a pile of fresh soil beside them, indicating that the pits were newly dug. He also saw Zhou Gou'er not far away, who had only joined the group two days ago. Because he was a newcomer, he had been given an easy position, using a crossbow to create opportunities for Hai Wu.

However, Zhou Gou'er was different from Hai Wu, even the opposite; his luck was extremely bad. He originally had a happy family, but it was destroyed when he cooked, burning down a street and even burning down Zhou Da Guanren's magnificent residence. His parents were beaten to death by Zhou Da Guanren, and he fled to the deep mountains, where he was taken in by a cultivator. After only a few days of instruction, his master's enemy, whom he had hidden for twenty-three years, came knocking, and he successfully caused his master's death. Wandering around, he had caused the deaths of countless people, and this time, his first mission after joining the group failed.

Now, fear flickered in Zhou Gou'er's eyes, and Hai Wu shook his head repeatedly, knowing that Zhou Gou'er couldn't hold on. He coughed lightly, reminding Zhou Gou'er of the consequences of revealing the group's secrets. Zhou Gou'er seemed to understand the meaning of his soft cough; he didn't want to kill the elder brother who had introduced him to the group. Hai Wu sneered at Long Jianren a few times, thinking disdainfully, "Trying to bury me alive? I'm the local earth god!"

Only then did Hai Wu notice the two jars Long Jianren was carrying, emitting a fragrant aroma.

"You're in luck now. I'm the messenger sent by heaven to save you. Please thank me for baptizing you."
Hai Wu looked at Long Jianren's maniacal words and curled his lip in disdain. Long Jianren walked to Hai Wu's side, tore off Hai Wu's blood-stained clothes, revealing a bronze complexion. Hai Wu laughed and said, "So you're a little rascal. Come, let me give you a good time." Long Jianren narrowed his eyes, said nothing, opened the jars, and a fragrance filled the secret room. He reached into the jar with his right hand, pulled out a lump of golden substance, and smeared it on Hai Wu's body.

"Honey, you, you..." Hai Wu suddenly understood what he was about to do.

Long Jianren ignored him, spreading honey evenly over Zhou Gou'er's body. Zhou Gou'er stared blankly as he was covered in honey, unsure of what this man was planning. Soon, he understood and screamed in agony. The two were buried in the pit, only their heads visible. Attracted by the honey's scent, ants crawled onto them.

One ant crawling on their skin would be unpleasant, but thousands crawling on them together was torture. The ants relentlessly bit their skin, showing them what true torment was.

After about two hours, two days, two months, two years—Zhou Gou'er felt as if he had been in the pit for tens of thousands of years—he cried out, "I'll tell you everything! I'll tell you everything!" Hai Wu, his arm severed, was also drenched in sweat. He gritted his teeth, enduring the inhuman torture. Hearing Zhou Gou'er's cries, he glared at him fiercely.

Zhou Gou'er was terrified by that glare and immediately shut his lips. Long Jianren watched their pained expressions with glee, his joy beyond words. Less than fifteen minutes later, Zhou Gou'er couldn't hold on any longer, crying, "I'll tell you everything, please let me go. Let me go, I'll tell you everything." Long Jianren ignored him, seemingly remembering something, a slight smile playing on his lips, and left the dark room.

When he returned, he was carrying two buckets of water. Just as Zhou Gou'er thought he was about to torture him again, Long Jianren dug them both out. Long Jianren used his inner energy to drive away the ants crawling on their bodies, freeing them from the ant swarm.

Long Jianren released his pressure points and said, "Wash you two clean."

With his pressure points released, Zhou Gou'er naturally knelt at Long Jianren's feet, crying, "Master, I know I was wrong, please let me go, I'll repay you even if I have to be your slave, I'll say whatever you want." "Go, wash you clean," Long Jianren said impatiently.

"Yes, sir, I'll go right away." He hurriedly walked to the bucket. The icy water stung his sensitive skin, causing a slight pain compared to the previous discomfort—it was like a tickle. After washing himself, he picked up the bucket and timidly approached Hai Wu. Hai Wu saw him approach and glared at him fiercely again. Zhou Gou'er stopped in his tracks when he saw Hai Wu, who resembled an angry leopard, fearing he might leap up and devour him.

"Go quickly," Long Jianren urged from behind, reminding him that Hai Wu was a leopard, but the man behind him was a demon. He mustered his courage and went to Hai Wu's side, using his blood-stained clothes to wash him. As he wiped him, he whispered, "Fifth Brother, you'd better tell me sooner rather than later. Who knows how many more tortures this demon has in store for me?"

Hai Wu no longer glared at him fiercely, but looked at him with a sorrowful gaze. "Will I be safe if I tell you? The Qinglong Society's tortures are still waiting," Hai Wu thought sadly. Zhou Gou'er finished washing Hai Wu and looked at him fearfully.

"Smear honey all over his crotch, and remember to smear plenty." Long Jianren gave the order and left, leaving only two pale-eyed men standing there. "Fifth Brother, this is going to kill you, you should just tell him." Zhou Gou'er cried and pleaded again.

"Hehehe, although I, Hai, am not a great hero, I still have much more backbone than some dogs."

"You, Hai, I'm trying to advise you well, but you're like a mother who has lost her only son—hopeless." Enraged, Zhou Gou'er grabbed a handful of honey and smeared it on Hai Wu's magnificent manhood. When Long Jianren returned, Hai Wu's manhood was covered in honey, layer upon layer. When Zhou Gou'er saw the honeycomb in Long Jianren's hand, his face turned deathly pale, and he muttered, "Hai Wu, now you're in for it."

"Get out of the way, I'll bring him good news."

Hearing this, Zhou Gou'er scrambled away from Hai Wu and hid behind Long Jianren. Long Jianren smiled and tossed the beehive under Hai Wu's crotch. The beehive landed precisely on the red dragon head, and the bees, escaping the true energy's embrace, instantly swarmed all over Hai Wu's body.

"Ah! Ah!" Hai Wu's screams echoed continuously in the small, secret room.

Hai Wu had been tortured for three days, and in those three days he finally understood what it meant to be inhuman. For those three days, he wanted to die, but Long Jianren saved him with his true energy and silver needles.

"If you want to know, I'll tell you everything." Three days of torture had shattered his unyielding pride. Long Jianren smiled slightly, ignoring him, and continued to insert the silver needles into his body. This Ghost Needle Twelve Jumps technique was inherently extremely dangerous; only a highly skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctor would dare to use it on a patient. Each of the twelve needles was more painful than the last, using excruciating pain to awaken the patient's consciousness. This method of fighting poison with poison was now being used on a living person, and the result was predictable.

The screams echoed again in the quiet secret room, sending chills down Zhou Gou'er's spine. He couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had given in sooner; now it was too late for Hai Wu to give in. After the twelve needles were inserted, Hai Wu no longer even had the will to die. He unconsciously said, "I'll tell you everything."

Looking at Hai Wu, who was like a limp lump of mud, Long Jianren shook his head helplessly and said, "Ugh, he's already exhausted after only three days." He then sighed again, "What are you going to say?" With that, he waved his right hand, and a sword aura shattered the wall on the left.

"You! What are you doing here!" Zhou Gou'er exclaimed in surprise when he saw the six people appearing behind the wall!

"I didn't mean to betray the organization, I didn't mean to, please forgive me." He immediately knelt down and cried in panic. The appearance of these Time Lords made him think that this was a test from the organization, and he was afraid when he thought about his performance. The Time Lords looked at him with disdain, but remained silent. Hai Wu also regained some consciousness at this time and said to the Time Lords, "What are you doing here too?" The Time Lords did not answer him, but shook their heads with bitter smiles.

"Have you thought it through?" Long Jianren said to them leisurely. The Time Lords smiled bitterly and knelt down, saying, "Your subordinates greet Your Majesty." Seeing their obedient appearance, Long Jianren couldn't help but smile smugly, remembering what happened that day and that night.

That day, after watching the famous swordsman walk away, Long Jianren dug up Hai Wu, who had been buried underground and was unconscious from excessive blood loss. He revived Hai Wu, hypnotized him, and obtained information about his branch. He then casually took Zhou Gou'er to a secret room he had asked Yu Renjie to prepare. This secret room contained another secret room—the room where he imprisoned Shi Zhu.

He flew through the air to Fengcheng. Fengcheng, located in the southeastern prefecture of the White Tiger Kingdom, was one of the three major military strongholds in the southeast and the economic center of the thirty-seven cities in the three prefectures. The bustling Fengcheng had long since blurred the lines between day and night; at night, merchants from all over either indulged in revelry or engaged in underground transactions.

Long Jianren entered through the south gate, greeted by an atmosphere of extravagance. In this city, amidst its corrupt prosperity, it had deeply degenerated. He didn't walk along the streets but wandered through the alleys. In the dark alleys, he walked quietly, seemingly searching for something. Suddenly, he saw the character for "dog" in a corner of a wall. This character resembled a child's scribbles, utterly devoid of any mystery. Within this single character lies the most mysterious organization.

It's the code for the entire branch; each alleyway contains a character, and that character is the code. Those unaware of the pattern, even if they find all ten characters, won't know the code. Long Jianren, weaving through the alleys, couldn't help but admire the Azure Dragon Society's ingenious design; such a clever code was truly genius. Having found all ten characters, he arrived at the slums, the most authentic and filthy place in the entire city.

The slums didn't house poor people, but rather underground traders; every item sold here was worth more than what circulated on the streets. In the low, dilapidated houses, priceless goods were always at play. Long Jianren arrived at a long-abandoned courtyard and knocked on the dilapidated door.

"I'm back at the Southern Normal School, come see me!" he said, uttering the code, before entering. He knew that without understanding the code, he might already be a corpse. After entering, he went directly to the dry well in the courtyard and jumped in. Beneath the dry well lay a hidden world. Entering through a secret passage, one found a magnificent hall.

Seven people sat in the hall, one in the center on a large golden chair, with the other six seated to his left and right. The one in the center was the Day Master of the August 7th branch. The other six were the Hour Masters. The Azure Dragon Society established its branches according to the 360-day cycle, with each branch representing one day. Each month had a Month Master, above whom were the Seven Stars, and above the Seven Stars was the Azure Dragon Society's leader—the Dragon King.

Each day had a Day Master, and below the Day Master were twelve Hour Masters. The twelve Hour Masters assisted the Day Master in handling branch affairs, and each Hour Master was further assisted by twelve Deputy Hour Masters. The sixty people under the Hour Master's jurisdiction were considered members of the Azure Dragon Society; the rest were unofficial members, such as Zhou Gou'er.

Of course, each "day" also had twelve Hours, and these twelve were special assassins. Each month had two Solar Terms, which governed the Hours. Hai Wuben was also a deputy Time Lord—Wu Chu. Although he was also in Fengcheng, he didn't need to participate in this mission. However, upon hearing that a stunningly beautiful woman was accompanying them, and being naturally lustful, he volunteered, only to suffer a terrible fate.

The Seven Sun Lords and the Six Time Lords were shocked to see this stranger. Long Jianren ignored their surprise, flicked his right hand, and the Sun Lord, who was on high alert, felt a chill on his chest and lost consciousness. The six Time Lords stared blankly at the blood gushing from the Sun Lord's chest, completely unaware of the bloodstain on their necks.
By the time they reacted, Long Jianren had already kicked the Sun Lord off his seat and sat down himself. The Time Lords who were about to curse saw the spinning silver ball at Long Jianren's fingertip, and their curses instantly died in their throats. A sword pellet, a symbol of a master swordsman. The condensation of a sword pellet signified that the person had reached a certain level in the way of the sword. Even with the abilities of all six Time Lords, they couldn't stop this sword pellet.

"I know you're not convinced, but it's alright," Long Jianren said leisurely to the six Time Lords. The Chen Time Lord couldn't help but sneer, "Does Your Excellency think a mere sword pellet can contend with the Azure Dragon Society? Heh, that's a truly amusing joke." Long Jianren stared at the dazzling sword pellet, shook his head, and said to the six Time Lords, "How could that be? I, Long Jianren, have come to pledge allegiance to the Azure Dragon Society. This man is my pledge of loyalty."

"Hahaha, you killed the Sun Lord and came to pledge allegiance to the Azure Dragon Society, hahaha!" The Yin Time Lord was enraged; he thought this man must be insane. Long Jianren looked at them seriously, "This man is utterly incompetent, occupying the position of Sun Lord for three years without contributing a single thing. Such a good-for-nothing, I will eliminate him for the Dragon King; the Dragon King will surely approve."

The six Time Lords fell silent, resisting with silence. They knew that without the approval of all twelve Time Lords, his ambition to become the Sun Lord was nothing but wishful thinking. Long Jianren understood this as well, so he didn't kill them. He devised a plan to imprison the six Time Lords in a secret chamber and demonstrate his methods. Over the next three days, witnessing Hai Wu's torture, the six Time Lords' fear of Long Jianren grew stronger. They realized, "Who becomes the Day Lord is none of our business; we shouldn't suffer for a dead man."

Having made up their minds, they formally acknowledged Long Jianren as their Day Lord, and Long Jianren had finally taken the first step. Long Jianren instructed Zhou Gou'er to carry Hai Wu out of the secret chamber and place him at Yu Renjie's house to recuperate. He then led the six Time Lords back to Fengcheng, awaiting the final step of succession at the stronghold. The six Time Lords quickly found the other six Time Lords and returned to the stronghold, puzzled.

"Old Yan, why were you summoned? Don't you know I have a difficult task?" the last Time Lord, Hai, asked the Time Lord, Yin. The other five Time Lords, though silent, also looked at them with confusion.

"Hahaha, it's alright. I'll have them summon you back so you can meet your new master." Laughing, Long Jianren walked in from the gate. He deliberately channeled his true energy; with each step, a menacing sword aura pressed down on the twelve Time Lords present. When he reached the golden chair and looked down at the twelve Time Lords, their backs were already soaked with sweat.

"Your subordinates greet Your Majesty."

The six Time Lords, still unaware of what was happening, stared blankly as their former comrades submitted at the feet of this stranger. They frantically pondered what was going on.

"Those who submit to me prosper, those who defy me perish." Long Jianren coldly looked at the six standing men, and with a wave of his sleeve, six silver lights stopped before the hearts of the six Time Lords. The six Time Lords, looking at the sword aura stopped before their chests, felt a sense of powerlessness. They had never known that sword aura could linger; with this single technique of controlling and condensing sword aura, they were powerless to resist.
They were ruthless figures in the Azure Dragon Society; gains and losses were merely a matter of a single thought.

"Since they've already surrendered, why should I remain loyal to a dead man?"

At this moment, the twelve timekeepers, whether convinced in their hearts or outwardly, all bowed down before Long Jianren. Long Jianren ordered the Zi Shi Zhu to draft a document, saying: "The previous Zi Shi Zhu was a mere figurehead, serving for three years without any merit. Now, the extraordinary Long Jianren, acting on behalf of the society, has slain villains and rid the society of harm. He is hereby appointed according to his merits. All twelve Zi Shi Zhu are willing to serve the Lord. Long Jianren is highly skilled in swordsmanship, possesses foresight, and is adept at planning. It is a great fortune for him to assume this position and to revitalize our society."

The document had barely been sent when the Ba Yue Zhu replied: "Regarding the events of the past seven days, the following decree is hereby issued: Linghu Yu has served for three years without any merit. Long Jianren has eliminated the incompetent and warned the villains, thus contributing to our society. Long Jianren is hereby appointed as the Zi Shi Zhu for seven days, to further our society and share in the Dragon's grace." Long Jianren examined the appointment document and couldn't help but sigh that the Qinglong Society was truly worthless. Even if Linghu Yu was a pig, he had served for three years without merit, but at least he had worked hard. To discard him like this, he felt it was a waste.

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