[Chaos Without Limits] [Chapter Eleven]

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Volume Two

, Chapter Eleven: A Beauty Fights Three Demons Alone, Suffering Humiliation

, She Commits Suicide. After a moment's thought, Ouyang Piaoyun understood. It seemed the giant python's bile, besides detoxifying, also increased

internal strength. While feeding it bile, she had unknowingly ingested a considerable amount, thus benefiting from it.

Ouyang Piaoyun opened her eyes, and the previously dark cave became as bright as day. Beside her,

Luo Shihong was still circulating his internal energy to digest the bile, trying to expel the snake venom.

Ouyang Piaoyun estimated that Luo Shihong would need some time to awaken from his meditation. So, Ouyang Piaoyun

stood up and began to examine the cave. Slowly, she walked deeper into the cave, past the giant python's corpse.

As she strolled, her mind began to reflect on the events of the past few days.

What happened to her sister? She must have escaped; Ren Wanjian hadn't pursued her afterward.

I . I hope the abbess can get there in time; with her martial arts skills, she should be of great help.

For some reason, thinking of Leng Aotian made Ouyang Piaoyun blush involuntarily. She also recalled how, in a moment

of panic she had fed Luo Shihong medicine orally, and even woke up midway through the process—it was all a little embarrassing.

However, besides thanking Luo Shihong for saving her, Ouyang Piaoyun had no other feelings for him. Ironically,

she still hadn't had a chance to clearly see Luo Shihong's face, only knowing that he was covered in mud, though

he didn't have a particularly foul odor. But regardless, he was still a member of the Demonic Sect, and

it was best for them to separate as soon as possible.

Following her thoughts, Ouyang Piaoyun slowly made her way deeper into the cave.

Suddenly, she smelled a strange fragrance, faint and clear. Her mind cleared, and she began to look around. After a while,

she realized the fragrance seemed to be coming from the left, but there was only a large stone wall on the left. Upon closer inspection,

it turned out to be a huge rock, and there seemed to be a space behind it.

Ouyang Piaoyun tried to squeeze through the crevice, but after a step or two, she couldn't go any further. She crouched

down and peered inside, and in shock, she quickly retreated.

What she had seen when she crouched down was a pair of small, reddish eyes, inside which was

another golden-breasted snake, but much smaller, likely a juvenile. The little snake followed Ouyang Piaoyun's retreat

, slithering out and gently rubbing against her feet, seemingly without malice, even showing a sense of

affection .

Ouyang Piaoyun pondered for a moment; perhaps it was because she had just ingested snake gall? The young snake must

have mistaken her for one of its own kind. Thinking this, Ouyang Piaoyun felt a pang of regret and couldn't bear it any longer. It seemed

the giant python from before was probably the young snake's parent. It could escape early, but it stayed behind, fighting with all its might.

She had initially thought it was acting out of animalistic instinct, but now she realized it was protecting its young.

The young snake seemed to sense something, leaving Ouyang Piaoyun's feet and crawling away. Curious, Ouyang

Piaoyun followed. The young snake crawled all the way to the giant python's corpse,

rubbing against it. Seeing this, Ouyang Piaoyun couldn't help but shed tears, regretting her actions once more.

After rubbing against it for a while, the young snake seemed to understand something, raising its head and hissing upwards

. In Ouyang Piaoyun's eyes, it seemed to be crying and hissing towards the heavens.

The young snake hissed for a while, then crawled to the abdomen of the python's carcass. It opened its mouth and bit down, and a gleaming bead

emerged from the ruptured belly. The young snake moved incredibly fast; before Ouyang Piaoyun could react, it swallowed the bead, several times

its own size, whole.

"An inner core!" came Luo Shihong's voice. As Ouyang Piaoyun turned, Luo Shihong, radiating vitality and

inner energy, approached.

"I didn't expect this python to have an inner core, and such a huge one at that. This snake is about a thousand years old,"

Luo Shihong continued. He then took out an iron rod, preparing to strike the young snake.

"What are you doing!" Ouyang Piaoyun quickly stopped him.

"Kill this little snake and get its inner core. You don't know, inner cores are rare treasures for us martial artists.

They can increase our martial arts cultivation out of thin air. This one is so big; after refining it, it will have at least a hundred years' worth of internal energy,"

Luo Shihong said excitedly.

"We've already killed its parents, we can't hurt it anymore. This so-called century of cultivation is useless."

Ouyang Piaoyun was surprisingly unmoved by the supposed century of cultivation.

"Womanly compassion! You don't want it, but I do!" Luo Shihong scoffed at Ouyang Piaoyun's words,

the iron rod in mid-air no longer lingering, and struck down.

With a clang, Ouyang Piaoyun drew her longsword, deflecting Luo Shihong's attack. Luo Shihong was startled.

After consuming the snake gall and regulating his breathing, he felt his cultivation had improved by a level.

He had roughly gauged Ouyang Piaoyun's level in the forest when Ren Wanjian fought them, but

he hadn't expected her to deflect his attack.

Although she hadn't used her full strength, with Ouyang Piaoyun's internal energy, there was absolutely no way she could deflect

an attack from someone whose cultivation had greatly improved. Luo Shihong thought with surprise, then suddenly remembered that when he first woke up from his unconsciousness

, she was feeding him bile. The sweet taste in his mouth made the bile, which should have been bitter

, taste extremely sweet. Thinking of this, his heart fluttered, and his momentum weakened.

"Sigh, since you insist, then forget it." Luo Shihong sighed and turned to

walk .

"I am Ouyang Piaoyun. May I ask how you should address me?" After a while, Ouyang Piaoyun also came out of the cave

and came to Luo Shihong's side, saying indifferently.

"Luo Shihong." Luo Shihong said briefly. Luo Shihong's personality has always been impulsive. He does

whatever , based solely on his own likes and dislikes. Although he has never committed rape, kidnapping, or robbery,

he has killed quite a few righteous people. Just now, Ouyang Piaoyun stopped him. Given his past personality, he would either kill her

or subdue her before killing the young snake for its core. He didn't know what had gotten into him, that he would just let it go like that.

"I haven't yet thanked you for saving me in the forest, so I thank you in advance," Ouyang Piaoyun said calmly.

But in her heart, she thought it was time to leave.

"No need. I just can't stand their methods. If he only wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have interfered."

"Yes." Luo Shihong didn't seem to care.

"Regardless, it's a fact that Brother Luo saved Ouyang Piaoyun's innocence. Piaoyun is still

grateful . However, Brother Luo is a member of the Demonic Sect, and the Dao and the Demonic Sect have always been irreconcilable. If Brother Hong regrets it, he might as well

kill my sister now. Otherwise, if we meet again in the future, we will inevitably be enemies." Ouyang Piaoyun said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Luo Shihong turned to look at Ouyang Piaoyun. He saw that she had an expression of indifference to life and death, as if she were

talking about someone else's life or death. This kind of spirit made him admire her. Moreover, looking at

Ouyang her bright and clear eyes, her delicate and gentle features, although she had a beautiful appearance, she had a

righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor. This contrast made her even more attractive.

His heart trembled slightly, and Luo Shihong turned his head to look elsewhere. Having been orphaned and helpless since childhood, his will had been tempered to be

extremely firm. He never thought that he would be so easily moved by a woman twice. Suppressing the ripples in his heart,

Luo Shihong couldn't help but inwardly scold himself for his lack of self-control.

"I've already saved you, so naturally I won't kill you again. If we meet again in the future, there's no need for such considerations."

Luo Shihong said, but he wasn't entirely sure. If they were to meet on the battlefield one day, could he really bring himself to do it?

"Then I'll take my leave, Ouyang Piaoyun. May our friendship endure. Take care." After saying this, Ouyang Piaoyun turned

to leave.

"Wait." Luo Shihong called after her, unsure why he had asked her to stay.

"This place is very close to the Holy Gate. Let me take you there, so you won't encounter anyone from the Holy Gate again." Luo Shihong

said , knowing in his heart that this reason was too far-fetched.

"No need, I'll be careful. Besides, as I just said, the Dao and the Demonic are irreconcilable enemies. Meeting you would make things difficult for me."

Ouyang Piaoyun refused outright, seemingly determined to draw a clear line. Having said that, she turned and left without looking back.

Luo Shihong stared blankly at Ouyang Piaoyun's retreating figure, feeling a sense of loss. But since she had made her words

so clear, what could he say?

Ouyang Piaoyun used her lightness skill to dash through the mountains and forests. After parting ways with Luo Shihong, Ouyang Piaoyun

went straight down the mountain, running in the opposite direction of the sacred mountain for a while before turning south, gradually leaving the sacred mountain's boundaries.

Having not stopped to rest along the way, she felt no fatigue. Although Ouyang Piaoyun had previously felt

her skills had greatly improved, she hadn't realized the extent of the progress was so great.

Now that she was outside the mountainous area of the sacred mountain, Ouyang Piaoyun was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she sensed someone rapidly approaching

from the front . Ouyang Piaoyun's reaction was quick and agile; sensing someone

approaching, she immediately leaped into a tree and hid behind the dense foliage.

Just as she concealed herself, she sensed someone rapidly approaching from behind and to the left, a premeditated

encirclement. Ouyang Piaoyun was immediately filled with doubt. Who were these people? Why were they lying in ambush here? And who were

they trying to ambush? If it was him, how could they have known he would pass by this place beforehand

? As his mind was filled with questions, the group arrived under the tree and gathered together.

"Huh? Where is she?" an aged male voice called out.

"Brother Mai, are you sure she's in this direction?" another man's voice rang out. Ouyang Piaoyun

was startled to hear this voice, confirming that these people were following him. The owner of this voice was none other than the ashes turned to dust;

Ouyang Piaoyun recognized him as "Feather Fan and Silk Turban" Ren Wanjian.

"I'm sure, there's no mistake," said the man called Brother Mai.

"Could it be that the girl sensed it first?" Ren Wanjian said, though he seemed

unconvinced by his own words.

"Young Brother Ren, this girl's martial arts don't match your previous description," the aged voice rang out again

.

"Elder Tian, I don't know either, but with her martial arts skills, she shouldn't have been able to sense our approach

," Ren Wanjian said.

Ouyang Piaoyun suddenly felt a sense of crisis, as if she were being watched—a feeling she had never experienced before.

Just as she raised her guard, she immediately sensed someone silently appearing beneath her.

Ouyang Piaoyun gathered her strength, drew her sword, and slowly descended from the air.

The person who had silently hidden beneath Ouyang Piaoyun was surprised to have failed and let out

a cry of .

It turned out that after Ren Wanjian returned to the Holy Sect, finding his masters had not yet returned to the mountain, he had gathered two helpers

to track down Luo Shihong and Ouyang Piaoyun. Ren Wanjian was extremely popular within the Holy Sect. Besides his

charming and cunning personality, unlike other lecherous thieves, Ren Wanjian would often share his conquests

with his fellow members of the Demonic Sect after only a few encounters. Moreover, the women he had "trained" were usually already sexually aroused. For

those who didn't know the art of sexual cultivation but were still lustful, these beautiful and virtuous women,

transformed into submissive and compliant harlots under his lewd influence, were a great pleasure. Therefore, he had a wide circle of followers within the Demonic Sect, and many

people respected him.

One of the Five Holy Envoys he invited was Mai Hao, the "Ten Thousand Mile Tracker," and the other was

Tian Shengwu, the "Eight Desolate Wanderer," one of the Twelve Wanderers. Mai Hao, the "Ten Thousand Mile Tracker," was an expert in tracking and owned a large eagle.

Ren Wanjian originally planned to use Mai Hao's tracking skills to find Luo Shihong and Ouyang Piaoyun,

then have Tian Shengwu restrain Luo Shihong while he and Mai Hao could easily capture Ouyang Piaoyun. Both

men were lecherous, and when Ren Wanjian promised to train Ouyang Piaoyun and then hand her over to them for their pleasure, they readily

agreed.

The three searched the vicinity of the Holy Mountain and, using Mai Hao's giant eagle, discovered Ouyang Piaoyun's whereabouts. Finding

her alone, they were overjoyed. Mai Hao, with his superior lightness skill, circled around to the front,

and the three attacked from different directions. It was Mai Hao who, after carefully observing the footprints, discovered Ouyang Piaoyun

's hiding place and launched a sneak attack.

Mai Hao's confident attack was evaded by Ouyang Piaoyun, leaving him feeling humiliated. Upon landing, he attacked again

without hesitation , and Ren Wanjian, disregarding his own status, joined in. The two

attacked Ouyang Piaoyun from the left and right simultaneously. Only "Eight Desolate Wanderer," mindful of his position, watched from the sidelines.

Facing the combined attack of two masters, Ouyang Piaoyun remained fearless. His long sword flashed white, each strike distinct

yet unpredictable and mysterious. The sword techniques were accompanied by a buzzing sound, demonstrating their immense power.

"Hmm, this girl's skill is quite impressive, far exceeding what Brother Ren described." The Eight Desolate

Hermit, watching from the sidelines, remarked in surprise after observing a few moves.

Mai Hao and Ren Wanjian, both in the arena, were indeed astonished, especially Ren Wanjian. Not long ago, this girl was clearly no match

for him in just a few moves. Although her moves were exquisite, her skill was severely lacking. If Luo Shihong hadn't intervened,

he would have captured her long ago. Now, under their combined attack, she not only hadn't immediately lost, but also appeared to be attacking and defending

with ease. It's

important to understand that breakthroughs in martial arts cultivation can be divided into two aspects: one is technique. With a martial artist

's natural talent, it's possible to achieve enlightenment and greatly improve their skills in a single day. However, this mainly applies

to , particularly the application of force. The other aspect is skill. This relies not only on

diligent daily practice but also on opportunities, such as consuming rare or exotic fruits or receiving instruction from others. Generally

speaking, such opportunities are rare and hard to come by.

Of course, different martial arts have varying levels of skill. Profound martial arts often allow practitioners

to grow their internal energy faster than others; and skillful techniques can give those whose internal energy is not far behind their opponents

an advantage.

Ouyang Piaoyun was an extremely intelligent person, but having grown up in a prestigious sect, her martial arts skills

were higher than those of her peers. However, due to her pampered upbringing, she

didn't practice diligently beyond her daily training. Consequently, she was outmatched by enemies who had trained for decades longer

. Later, under Leng Aotian's guidance and through her own experience, she grasped

the mysteries of sword techniques and entered the ranks of masters. However, lacking a strong foundation of internal energy, she could only be considered a half-

master . After consuming snake gall and greatly increasing her internal energy, she finally entered the inner sanctum and achieved

some success in martial arts.

Ouyang Piaoyun's movements against the two combatants grew increasingly faster, and strangely enough, every sword strike he unleashed

was crystal clear and distinct. Ren Wanjian and Mai Hao, not accustomed to attacking together

, lacked coordinated movement techniques and formations, resulting in a

situation where one plus one equals two. In fact, due to their initial underestimation of their opponent, they repeatedly found themselves in perilous situations. Although they narrowly

escaped

Bahuang Sanren finally couldn't hold back any longer. He crossed his palms and unleashed his famous "Eight Desolate Divine Fist,"

aiming for Ouyang Piaoyun's sword to strike the two combatants, and punched him twice to the left.

Even with a significant leap in her skill, Ouyang Piaoyun's power was still at most comparable to the Five Saints Envoys. Fighting

two opponents simultaneously was already quite remarkable. Facing the Eight Desolate Hermit, an opponent a level above her,

and caught off guard by an unprepared counter-attack, she hastily met his punch with her palm.

Taking the long-prepared punch from the Eight Desolate Hermit, Ouyang Piaoyun flew backward like a kite with a broken string,

spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, which splattered onto the ground. Ouyang Piaoyun felt a pang of despair, knowing that there was no hope of survival today.

Unwilling to fall into her enemy's hands, she reversed her longsword upon landing, plunging it into her own chest and

out.

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Fallen petals, blooming flowers, a gentle breeze, willows swaying lightly.

In the back garden, a woman in red was strolling along, head bowed, seemingly oblivious to the beautiful scenery around her,

instead focused intently on the letter in her hand, with three girls in purple attending her. Suddenly, another woman rushed in,

her expression panicked.

"Miss...Miss!" the girl in purple called out haltingly.

"Juxiang! What kind of behavior is this, all flustered and disrespectful! Let's talk things out," the woman in red said calmly

. This woman was Yelü Bingxin, the mistress of "Hundred Flowers Manor."

"Leng...Leng Aotian...he's gone!" Juxiang said, head bowed, as if afraid of Yelü Bingxin's wrath.

"Have you searched?" Yelü Bingxin remained cold, as if nothing could

faze .

"I've already ordered the servants to search the entire manor, and they're still searching. I came to report first." Juxiang finally caught

her breath, her earlier panic gradually subsiding.

"Also, Leng Aotian left a letter in the room," Juxiang said, handing it to Yelü Bingxin.

"Hmm, could it be..." Yelü Bingxin opened the letter and immediately thought of a possibility.

"Xiaomei, did you notice anything unusual when you returned?" Yelü Bingxin turned and asked.

"Reporting to Miss, Meixiang didn't find anything unusual," Meixiang replied respectfully.

"Go and search," Yelü Bingxin waved her hand and turned to walk into the courtyard.

An hour later. Yelü Bingxin sat leisurely in her study, picked up the teacup on the table, and took

a sip. At this moment, a knock sounded at the door.

"Come in," Yelü Bingxin said, her tone still devoid of any emotion.

"Reporting to Miss, there's nothing there, he must have left," Meixiang said, bowing her head.

"Never mind, anyway, my elder brother replied that he wasn't coming," Yelü Bingxin seemed to have already guessed this result, showing no surprise

whatsoever .

"Go and prepare. Master is about to emerge from seclusion, and my elder brother hopes I will go as well." Yelü Bingxin waved her hand

and continued, "Depart immediately."

"Yes." Meixiang bowed her head and replied, then withdrew.

In a lush forest, a winding stream flowed gently, its water, though small, was

crystal clear . At this moment, Leng Aotian was by the stream, scooping up the clear water with his hands and savoring its sweetness

. This place was already ten miles outside of "Hundred Flowers Manor."

It turned out that before Leng Aotian attained enlightenment, he had already sensed that one of the four maids was missing. Afterward, Leng Aotian

had been paying close attention to the movements of the entire manor. Just as Leng Aotian was in his room, entering a state of mental clarity,

he sensed Meixiang for the last time, entering his perception range through a hidden door. After completing

the energy conversion within his body, Leng Aotian quickly found the secret passage. He left a letter thanking Yelü Bingxin

for her care and explaining that he had to leave without saying goodbye due to urgent matters. Leng Aotian then left the manor through the secret passage.

It turned out that Yelü Bingxin hadn't told the truth. While the Hundred Flowers Array had indeed been activated, there was still an

emergency . Meixiang had left through this passage to inform Yelü Bingxin's elder brother.

Strangely enough, after Leng Aotian completed the first conversion and absorption of internal energy with the external world, he

discovered that he had lost his "sixth sense" ability.

Perhaps this ability was just a temporary protection? In any case, Leng Aotian felt this when he finished his practice.

At the same time, he had a vague feeling that if he continued to cultivate, this ability would one day

return , and he would be able to control it more freely and at will.

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