Nine Stars Shine, One Strike Kills

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Yanzhou is near the North Sea, separated by the Yangtze River. Countless streams flow eastward, and at dusk, the river shimmers with light, stretching to the horizon. White sails dot the distant lake, likely fishermen preparing to return to port. Everything appears exceptionally peaceful and serene. The scenery is far more delicate and refined than that of Zhongzhou and Beiyan, yet compared to Jiangnan, the rolling waves and surging river possess a more rugged, masculine spirit. Mu Kantian, the Governor-General of the three provinces of Yanzhou, comes from a fallen noble family of the previous dynasty. From a young age, he was skilled in swordsmanship and chivalry, generous with his wealth. At the age of ten, he and Mu Lingfei entered the Tianyuan Holy Land. Although gifted and diligent, he was always inferior to his younger sister, not to mention his fellow disciples in the Divine Martial Hall. The proud and ambitious young man, unwilling to remain subservient, resolutely left the sect to venture into the martial world. At that time, the world was in chaos, the court was in disarray, and the treacherous minister Dong Xiong held power. Full of patriotic fervor, Mu Kantian joined the righteous army of the feudal lords to fight against the rebels. He repeatedly distinguished himself in battle with his exceptional skills, and later, amidst a vast army, he and his men protected the emperor and fought their way out of the encirclement. Now, with the world at peace, he has been appointed Governor-General of Yanzhou and granted the title of Marquis of Yong. Twenty years of fierce battles on the battlefield have brought him this glorious and noble life. In the square behind the Marquis's mansion, battle flags flutter in the wind, bearing a huge character "Mu," its menacing aura reaching towards the heavens. Mu Kantian was known for his valiant and resourceful nature, always speaking with strategic brilliance. He was a figure revered as a great hero of antiquity, his achievements numerous, and his power immense. However, his martial arts prowess was less well-known, generally estimated to be second only to the three giants of the current Tianyuan Sect: Zeng Henshui, Chunyu Qing, and Mu Lingfei. But this was merely speculation, as neither righteous nor evil factions would dare provoke such a powerful regional official who oversaw the military and political affairs of a province and three provinces. At this moment, Mu Kantian, dressed in a black robe and wearing a golden crown, stood tall and handsome in the empty training square. Suddenly, he unleashed a punch. Seemingly casual, the force of his punches seemed to shatter the vacuum and crack the sky. Boundless true energy appeared to tear through invisible space, releasing a wisp of blood energy before exploding again with a muffled thud. But the second punch was much weaker, the third even weaker. By the tenth punch, Mu Kantian seemed to have merged with nature; each punch was governed by its own law, without any surge of true energy, all concentrated in a tiny space, its power far more terrifying than the first. If anyone in the martial world saw Mu Kantian's fist techniques at this moment, they would be utterly astonished. This fist intent seemed to be only a step away from the Martial Saint's ability to shatter the void and traverse the seas. Judging solely by his cultivation level, he could rival the Quasi-Saints like Zeng Henshui, Yan Cangsheng, and Zhan Muyun. Mu Kantian withdrew his fist, looked up at the sky, and meticulously analyzed the slightest flaw in his fist technique, striving to cultivate the Zen principle of "constantly wiping away dust, not letting any remain," to the point of "originally there is nothing, where can dust settle?" The Great Dao lies hidden within, the true spirit concealed—this is the deepest principle in martial arts. "Hmm? Who is it?" Mu Kantian frowned slightly, keenly sensing a master spying nearby. Despite his high position, unparalleled martial arts, and unusually quiet nature, he couldn't understand why any expert would suddenly visit the inner courtyard of the Marquis's residence. Ye Chen, standing at the entrance to the training ground, was filled with admiration. This Uncle Mu bore at least five or six resemblances to Mu Lingfei and Mu Lanting, with a few streaks of gray at his temples. He seemed several years younger than Tie Xuanjia, yet his martial arts were the highest he had ever encountered, surpassing even Lan Suiyun. Furthermore, his demeanor was noble and composed, making Ye Chen marvel that only such heroes could produce a prodigy like Mu Lanting. "Ye Chen, a junior from the Zhiqing Hall of the Tianyuan Sect, pays respects to Uncle Mu," Ye Chen said, bowing respectfully. Mu Kantian secretly praised the young man's profound internal strength in transmitting his voice from afar, and nodded, saying, "I've already heard about your affairs with Lanting in the sect, Jiangnan, and Benxin Sect. I never imagined that Tianyuan Sect, besides Nie Qianque, would have such an outstanding young hero." Ye Chen smiled and said, "I am honored by your kind words, Senior Uncle. I am truly honored." But in his heart, he thought: These past two days, I've probably spent more time without clothes than with them with your daughter, my lust churning and my behavior utterly lewd. I hope I haven't given myself away. "Where is Lanting?" "We just arrived. She said she was going to the inner room to pay respects to the Old Madam and Mother first. Since it wasn't convenient for me to go in, I came to pay my respects to my senior master instead, but I unintentionally disturbed your meditation on martial arts." Mu Kantian suddenly said, "I also heard you killed a disciple of the Innate Taiji Sect?" Ye Chen replied, "Yes." Mu Kantian's eyes shone brightly as he slowly approached him and said, "Murong Jiaye's kung fu is quite good, but it's far inferior to Ning Wuji, who started cultivating the *Taiyi Xuanhuang Jing* early on. How do you think you should handle this at the championship?" Ye Chen smiled and said, "Given Ning Wuji's status, he certainly wouldn't stoop to a sneak attack. If he wants to question me in front of all the heroes of the world… I have Murong Jiaye's signed document, Shangguan Langxuan and Wang Xingchan as witnesses, and the Tianyuan Sect's support. They can't easily do anything to me, can they?" Mu Kantian nodded again and said, "Hmm, not bad." Ye Chen didn't know if his father-in-law was praising him or agreeing with the statement, so he could only casually reply: "You flatter me," Mu Kantian said. "I'm naturally averse to crowds and rarely socialize with colleagues in officialdom or martial arts circles. Apart from necessary business, I don't even have much contact with my sect." Ye Chen was a little lost in thought with his future father-in-law and smiled, "Some people prefer quiet, some prefer activity. It's quite normal not to like socializing with outsiders." "So, since we have such a rare visitor today, I'll say a few more words." Ye Chen quickly said, "It's my honor to hear the teachings of an elder like you." Mu Kantian smiled at him, seemingly quite fond of this cheerful young man, and continued, "When I left Tianyuan Sect, I was about your age. I was ambitious and joined the army, wanting to make a name for myself, but I could only be a lowly soldier guarding the city walls. I remember the first battle I fought was when the enemy attacked the city. When countless crossbow bolts rained down, I was so scared that I could only cower in a corner, forgetting all my martial arts moves." Ye Chen nodded slightly, not really understanding the scenes of battlefield combat, which he imagined were not as heroic and romantic as storytellers described. "In the end, I escaped death by a hair's breadth, covered in blood, and killed countless enemies who climbed the city walls. I only remember being appointed a sergeant and given ten taels of silver before I fainted. Heh, that's basically a squad leader who can command five soldiers. That night, Lanting was born." Ye Chen listened quietly, wondering why the renowned Mu Kantian would tell him, a junior, about these past events when they had only just met. Mu Kantian chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Back then, Dong Zhuo's army besieged the city, and the shouts of battle could be heard throughout the entire city. Lanting was so frightened that she cried almost all night. I'm a grown man; I didn't cry when countless people died before my eyes, I didn't cry when I was injured and almost crippled, but I cried when I saw my wife and daughter in distress, and I was powerless to help them... It's quite laughable, isn't it?" Ye Chen said, "As the saying goes, ruthlessness doesn't necessarily make a true hero. If it weren't for that night of helplessness and hardship, Mu Kantian, who is now renowned throughout the world, wouldn't be who he is today." Mu Kantian's eyes lit up, and he slowly said, "Everyone says I'm loyal to the emperor and patriotic, but in reality, Lanting is more precious to me than my own life." Ye Chen remained silent because Mu Lanting and Mu Lingfei looked so alike that he also suspected that Mu Lanting might be her aunt's illegitimate daughter. Otherwise, he wouldn't have suddenly come up with the lie to deceive Lan Suiyun. But now, the towering figure before him was genuinely emotional, completely shattering all his idle speculations. "Lanting is thoughtful and her swordsmanship is excellent. Over the years, with her aunt's support, she has never suffered a loss. I never expected her to encounter danger so many times recently. I wish I could sprout wings to protect her. Fortunately, you are by her side." Ye Chen said, "As a fellow disciple, it is only right. Besides, you should have heard that the 'Sun Sword Manual' has reappeared in the world. I'm afraid I will have to rely on you for care from now on." "I must say, after listening to your words and actions, you are not the smartest young man I have ever seen, nor are you the most skilled junior in martial arts. But you are free-spirited, have had many adventures, and what's more, you are not cunning. You suit my taste very well." Ye Chen felt a little uneasy under her gaze, but he was also secretly excited. There was no way around it; most young people who were favored by their fathers-in-law would feel this way. Mu Kantian said, "You're a smart man, you should understand what I mean." Ye Chen pretended to be nonchalant and said, "This... I don't quite understand... It's best for someone like Lan Ting to choose for herself." Mu Kantian smiled and said, "The Yonghou Mansion and the Tianyuan Sect have spies all over the world, I know a lot about your situation." Ye Chen was horrified and almost groaned, "I..." "You two are quite affectionate in the Benxin Sect, supporting each other to resist the Xiantian Taiji Sect, that's quite good." Ye Chen let out a long breath and slightly changed the subject, saying, "I think the power of the Xiantian Taiji Sect is exaggerated. Apart from their large numbers and the Martial Saint Sikong Huangquan, their number of experts isn't much stronger than our Tianyuan Sect." Mu Kantian remained noncommittal and smiled, "Don't stand here, let's go to my study to talk." The two strolled to the study of the mansion. Tea had already been prepared on the desk. Ye Chen looked around at the room full of books, fist manuals, sword manuals, etc. Military strategy manuals, famous people's notes, geographical travelogues, and so on—the variety was astounding. One couldn't help but think: "My father-in-law, a military general, is actually a book lover." Mu Kantian said, "The true strongest force below the Martial Saint of the Taiji Sect is Huangfu Zhengdao, along with Zhan Muyun, Hong Jingzang, and Wan Tianbing from the Seven Heroes of Jiangshan. If they were to join forces with the 108 Palace Masters led by Ning Wuji, this power could completely dominate the world."For the first time in his life, Ye Chen was chatting with a top martial arts master about martial arts anecdotes, and he was quite excited: "I heard that three of the Seven Heroes of Jiangshan have close ties with them. I wonder how close they are? Do they really dare to go to Tianyuan Sect to capture me and Lanting?" Mu Kantian said: "Ye Shang is known as the master most likely to become a Martial Saint, Ji Liuguang is known as the number one swordsman in the world, and the other five are on par with them. Their martial arts skills are self-evident. As for Zhan Muyun and the other two, they are nothing more than nominal guest elders in Taiji Sect, helping him to unify the martial arts world openly or secretly in exchange for experience and methods to become a Martial Saint. But they won't be looking for trouble with me, Mu Kantian." When he said the last sentence, Mu Kantian's smile was full of sarcasm and mockery. Of course, it wasn't directed at Ye Chen, but it seemed to mean that even contemporary martial arts giants like the Seven Heroes of Jiangshan couldn't do anything to him. Ye Chen was moved and said admiringly, "Back then, I saw my senior uncle Zeng Henshui, who was in seclusion at the sect, use the Heavenly Origin Exquisite Path from a distance to severely injure the Wheel King Lan Suiyun. It truly shook the eight wastelands and six directions, but it seems to be inferior to your fist technique, senior uncle." Mu Kantian laughed, "Lu Fenghui actually has a disciple like you who is so meddlesome and good at flattery." After saying that, he took a book from the bookshelf and handed it to Ye Chen, continuing, "In my opinion, when fighting, experience and adaptability are the most important, internal strength and cultivation are second, and flexible and ingenious moves are third. My fist technique has no name; it was all learned through life and death on the battlefield. Even if I teach it to you, you won't be able to learn it, and it will only affect your own martial arts." Ye Chen took the book, wondering: Then why are you giving me a book...? He glanced at it and saw the five large characters "Heavenly Origin Exquisite Path" on it. "Isn't this the highest secret manual of the Tianyuan Sect?" "Of the eighty-one ultimate techniques of Tianyuan, twenty-three require the permission of the Hall Master, the Head Master, or senior elders to learn. The Tianyuan Linglong Dao requires the permission of the Sect Master and the Hall Master of the Divine Martial Hall to be taught." Ye Chen scratched his head: "Then what is this?" "You saved Lanting, so it's only right that I give you something in return. I've annotated this technique with my own insights from my own cultivation, and I've clearly written down the solutions to each difficult level. Don't worry about the rules. If anyone asks, just say that Mu Kantian taught it to you. The Sect Master and Senior Brother Zeng won't have any objections." Ye Chen sighed inwardly. If I ever reach his level of martial arts, I'll probably be able to ignore the rules too. But no matter how unsociable Uncle Mu is, he's still a senior of the Tianyuan Sect. I'm a legitimate inner disciple of the Tianyuan Sect. It shouldn't be too outrageous for him to teach a junior of our sect such a powerful technique. Mu Kantian was a deep and reserved man, rarely showing his emotions. Sometimes he could go for days without uttering a word. Not only were his long-estranged fellow disciples terrified, but many of his younger subordinates were also intimidated by his imposing and taciturn demeanor. Not long ago, upon learning of his daughter's peril, he was consumed by rage and nearly left Yanzhou to go to Jiangnan to kill Lan Suiyun. After learning that Ye Chen had risked his life to save her, he was deeply grateful and resolved to mentor the young man. If his daughter agreed, he would gladly let it happen. Therefore, his conversation with Ye Chen today was something he hadn't done in nearly ten years. As dusk approached, the Marquis's residence was nearly empty, and the rules were much looser. Servants brought the food directly to the study, where the old man and the young woman ate and discussed martial arts. Soon after, Mu Lanting entered, smiling at the scene. Father and daughter shared their heartfelt feelings. Although Mu Kantian was concerned for his daughter, his reserved and restrained nature kept his expression calm, showing no particular excitement or joy. Ye Chen suddenly asked, "Uncle-Master, you are very knowledgeable. Do you know the origin of the Sun Sword Manual? It's not recorded in the 'Splendid Landscape of the Sect.' Now that Lan Ting possesses this extraordinary skill, won't it attract unwanted attention?" Mu Kantian pondered for a moment and said, "Martial Saint manuals circulate in various forms, and I can't say for sure why. I only know that a hundred years ago there was indeed a female Martial Saint named Gui Hai Haoyan. However, this Fairy Haoyan's life story is unknown, and she was extremely low-key, which led to the manual being lost for a hundred years. Lan Ting, you have obtained this extraordinary opportunity; it all depends on whether you have the fortune to keep it." Mu Lan Ting said, "It doesn't matter who the manual came from. What's important is that there's no reason to be timid and hesitant after obtaining such an opportunity. The more you hold onto that mentality, the less you can improve. You should be even more courageous and diligent. If the Sun Sword Manual really causes disaster, it only means that my blessings are shallow and I cannot bear this extraordinary opportunity." Ye Chen nodded in approval, his own mood brightening considerably. Before leaving for his room, he met Mu Lanting's gaze, his eyes widening as he subtly gestured towards her breasts, which seemed to have recently become slightly fuller. These past two days, the two had been inseparable, seemingly unable to get enough of each other. Even during her period, they would remain naked and "entwined" for a long time before finally sleeping together. Separating now felt strange; Mu Lanting's face flushed slightly. She stole a glance at Ye Chen before discussing some family matters with Mu Kantian. Ye Chen dared not flirt in front of Mu Kantian. Returning to his guest room, he retrieved the book "Tian Yuan Ling Long Dao." He only flipped through a few pages before feeling overwhelmed. Nineteen different types of energy, like knives, swords, spears, and needles… their control was precise to the extreme; the complexity of martial arts was virtually unparalleled. "This is too difficult!" Ye Chen muttered to himself. After looking at the notes Mu Kantian had made for a while, he found that it wasn't so difficult after practicing according to them. In less than an hour, he had already learned four of the Nineteen Strengths. At this rate, wouldn't he be able to learn this so-called number one martial art of the sect in three to five days? He didn't know how precious the martial arts manual annotated by a top master was. Every word required true essence and internal energy to convey the martial artist's supreme fist intent. It was roughly equivalent to Ye Shang forging the Chaotic Yin-Yang Dao Fist Intent into the Mo Bone Stone Slab, which could help Ye Chen quickly unleash the true energy of the Heavenly Origin Center. Of course, while it was a quick process, the actual power still depended on one's own accumulation. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the power. Theoretically, the Nine Stars Shining Brightly was a one-hit kill, making it an unparalleled internal martial arts technique. "Ye Chen, if you're not asleep, come out for a moment." Mu Lanting's voice, as cold as ice, came from outside the window. Ye Chen casually tossed aside the invaluable "Tian Yuan Ling Long Dao" and darted out of the room like lightning. Under the moonlight, Mu Lanting's skin was like solidified cream, her face like a peach blossom. The swaying of her light yellow skirt revealed her delicate, jade-like feet in embroidered blue shoes. Thinking that this fairy-like body now belonged to him, he couldn't help but reach out and embrace her. Seeing that no one was around, Mu Lanting shyly allowed him to embrace her and kiss her cheek. Unexpectedly, Ye Chen was bold enough to reach out and knead her soft, jade-like breasts. Although her nipples hardened with arousal, she dared not do such a thing at home. She immediately subtly channeled her Sun Sword Qi to repel the thieving hand. "If anyone sees me, I'll be ashamed of myself." Ye Chen laughed, "But nobody's around, are you missing me? Otherwise, why would you be looking for me in the middle of the night, Lan Ting?" Mu Lan Ting sighed, "Don't be so irresponsible. Didn't my father tell you? News came from the sect that Nie Qian Que has led his group to the Championship Tournament. This time, he not only wants to challenge the sword monk Dao Yu of Tian Chan Temple, Wang Xingzhu of the Wang family, and Nangong Min of the Nangong family all by himself, but he also wants to settle things with you... settle your karma." Ye Chen said indifferently, "Even if Nie Qian Que is strong, he's at most slightly better than Wang Xing Chan. I don't think I need to be particularly nervous or afraid." Mu Lan Ting shook her head, "You can improve your skills significantly in a short time, but he won't stand still. He fought Lan Suiyun alone and survived, so his realm has already improved, not to mention he has a powerful backer like Uncle Zeng." "Wasn't Uncle Zeng in seclusion for a long time?" "Since he could injure Lan Suiyun from afar while in seclusion, it's not surprising that he would help his beloved disciple regulate her internal energy." Ye Chen gently tried to embrace Mu Lanting again, whispering, "Being able to have Lanting and Sister Wenxue, even being killed by Nie Qianque wouldn't matter. Besides, I was the one who proposed the challenge. We can fight him fair and square then, and that will put my mind at ease." Mu Lanting turned her head away but didn't resist anymore. "Perhaps the Taiping Fist has been going on for too long. This year's championship might not be peaceful. Ning Wuji, Nie Qianque, Dao Yu, Shangguan Langxuan, Wang Xingzhu, Wang Xingchan... If you plan carefully, you might just become the champion of the championship." Ye Chen was very fond of her. He hugged Mu Lanting and gently nuzzled her ear. The subtle physical contact aroused his lust. Perhaps it was a stroke of luck, but he leaned close to her ear and whispered something. Upon hearing this, Mu Lanting's face flushed crimson. She scolded, "You wicked thing! You...you've gone mad...how could you do this..." "Who told you to seduce me in the middle of the night...it's not like I haven't tried before..." Ye Chen had been coaxing and pleading for who knows how long, his throat nearly dry. Mu Lanting seemed to soften, slowly and reluctantly half-squatting between his legs. Ye Chen swiftly unzipped his pants, pulling out his hard penis. Mu Lanting checked again to make sure no one was around, then slightly opened her cherry-like mouth and slowly took Ye Chen's penis into her mouth. Ye Chen clearly felt the warmth of her lower body against her moist mouth, inhaling sharply in pleasure. Under the moonlight, the goddess who possessed the Sun God Sword was kneeling to give him a blowjob...this was ten times more exciting and pleasurable than making love in a dimly lit inn. "Don't go in so deep, or I'm not going to do it anymore," Mu Lanting spat out his penis, complaining with a hint of anger. "I wouldn't dare, don't give up halfway." Ye Chen reached into Mu Lanting's hair, carefully cupped her head, and once again explored and enjoyed her soft, tender, moist and smooth mouth.Seeing Ye Chen's hard penis, Mu Lanting felt a pang of heartache. She intensified her sucking, guiding it deep into her throat. Saliva flowed more profusely, the sounds of their bodies mingling softly and seductively. Despite her shame, she felt no disgust at her actions. Ye Chen felt his penis enveloped by her soft, tender tongue, its movements increasingly skillful. After a while of this, he suddenly felt a wave of pleasure wash over him. Unlike yesterday, he didn't pull out and ejaculate into Mu Lanting's delicate throat. Mu Lanting, lost in passion, seemed anxious, her neck moving even faster as she sucked and swallowed, as if trying to fill her mouth with the semen. After a while, Mu Lanting found it not so disgusting. She boldly swallowed it, giving the large, ecstatic member a tender, reluctant kiss.

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