[Wuxia] The Great Tang Dynasty's Hunt for Beauties (Complete) - 15

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Chapter 91 Teasing Fei Xuan

"Fei Xuan wants to know, Brother Kou, where are you going?"

Shi Fei Xuan looked at the stream for a while, then suddenly said calmly, "Why have you been chatting with Fei Xuan for so long? Why don't you get on the boat?"

"I want to get on too,"

Kou Zhong laughed, "but there's no boatman on this boat."

"A stream boat goes with the current,"

Shi Fei Xuan shook her head slightly, saying calmly, "Perhaps Brother Kou can let it drift as it pleases."

"That sounds very dashing,"

Kou Zhong laughed heartily, "But I think if we do that, perhaps 'our grandson' can cross to the other side of the stream."

"Stream boats are as plentiful as carp on a rabble,"

Shi Fei Xuan's tone changed, and she asked, "Kou Zhong is such a gifted person, he must have a connection with the Buddhist community, why not come with Fei Xuan on a boat and cross the river together? Life is full of suffering, fortune and misfortune are fleeting, and if one is immersed in it, a hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye. Brother Kou is a man of great wisdom, why not transcend yourself, cleanse your mind, and ascend to the Great Vehicle as soon as possible?"

"To attain Mahayana enlightenment early would be wonderful,"

Kou Zhong said with a grin. "But what if I fail? Wouldn't I have wasted this hundred years of arduous trials?"

"If Brother Kou can remain steadfast in his beliefs, advance diligently, and understand the truth, with your talent, you will surely attain enlightenment sooner than Fei Xuan,"

Shi Fei Xuan said. "All worldly affairs are illusions; why don't you awaken to this, Brother Kou?"

"There's a little story in the Buddhist scriptures called 'If I don't go to hell, who will?'"

Kou Zhong smiled slightly and said, "It means that a high monk was about to die, and his disciple asked him where he would go after death. The monk replied, 'Hell.' The disciple didn't understand. When asked why, the monk said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will save this disciple in the future?'"

"Such a realm,"

Shi Fei Xuan nodded in praise. "Truly the greatest good. Such compassion is the fruit of Fei Xuan's future practice."

"Ah, judging from your tone, you seem to want to do the same, right?"

Kou Zhong asked.

"I dare not say I've reached the level of a high-ranking monk,"

Shi Feixuan nodded slightly, "but the actions of those who came before me are truly virtuous, and I will naturally follow their example."

"Very well,"

Kou Zhong patted his chest upon hearing this, "Hearing you say that, I'm relieved. What I want to tell you is, please come and save me when the time comes."

"What do you mean, Brother Kou? I don't understand,"

Shi Feixuan asked curiously.

"Don't you want to learn from the high monks and save people?"

Kou Zhong said, "Then I am the one who should be saved! Are you going to watch me suffer in hell and stand by and do nothing?"

"Since Brother Kou has attained enlightenment, why not join me in saving people together?"

Shi Feixuan said with slight surprise, "Why don't you cultivate the right path, Brother Kou, and instead learn from those who have fallen into hell? Why not save yourself instead of falling into hell?"

"If I don't fall into hell,"

Kou Zhong said with a grin, "then you can save five people and have nothing to do?"

"..."

Shi Feixuan was speechless.

“You waited for me here,”

Kou Zhong stretched and said, “I suppose it’s not just about spending a year on the same boat with me, is it?”

“That was indeed the case initially,”

Shi Feixuan nodded slightly.

“And now?”

Kou Zhong asked.

“Now Feixuan is considering whether to travel with Brother Kou for a while, so as to observe Brother Kou more closely,”

Shi Feixuan said frankly.

"No need to consider it,"

Kou Zhong refused. "You're so ugly, it wouldn't be appropriate for you to come with me."

"Does Brother Kou's mind only judge people by their appearance?"

Shi Feixuan said calmly. "In that case, Feixuan is indeed a little disappointed!"

"To say I don't look would be a lie,"

Kou Zhong laughed heartily. "If faced with a sow and a beautiful woman, naturally I'd prefer the beautiful woman. Is there anyone in this world who would like a sow? There are many high-ranking monks, and their realms are high, but which high-ranking monk likes a sow? Tell me!"

"You...you're using twisted logic,"

Shi Feixuan said with a slight reproach. "You're just trying to trick Feixuan

." "Fine, I admit I used twisted logic before,"

Kou Zhong chuckled again. "Now I'll say something more reasonable. Even if my realm of mind is very high and I don't care whether a person's appearance is ugly or not, worldly people still care to some extent, don't they?"

"What does it matter to Brother Kou what the world cares?"

Shi Feixuan said. "Could it be that Brother Kou is someone who cherishes his reputation? Afraid of the gossip of the world?"

"People can make a tiger out of three, and public opinion can melt metal. Aren't you afraid?"

Kou Zhong retorted.

"Brother Kou, you're still beating around the bush when you talk about Fei Xuan!"

Shi Fei Xuan chuckled, took out a white veil from her bosom, lightly covered her face, and then slowly said, "Now that the world can't see Fei Xuan's ugly face, are you relieved, Brother Kou?"

"Talking to you is so effortless."

Kou Zhong laughed loudly, "You're stupid when you should be stupid, and smart when you should be smart. Since you're willing to travel with me, and you, a girl, aren't afraid of gossip, what do I, a grown man, have to fear? I just hope that little lecher Hou Xibai won't be too jealous. I don't want that guy who's always hanging around a beauty's bottom chasing after me, because I'm afraid people will say I have homosexual tendencies."

"Brother Kou, no, why bother?"

After so long, Shi Fei Xuan had finally learned one thing: no matter what he said, just say what you want to say. As long as she didn't get angry, nothing would happen; at most, he'd just get a verbal advantage.

"I don't,"

Brother Kou said with a grin, "but who knows if that guy does?"

"Young Master Hou is a remarkable man,"

Shi Feixuan said softly, "Feixuan believes in him."

"Then do you believe in me?"

Kou Zhong said, seemingly a little annoyed, "Young Master Hou is handsome enough, so you naturally believe him. But I'm just a small-time hoodlum from Yangzhou, not good-looking at all, not good enough to satisfy heaven and earth, not good enough to satisfy my parents and elders, not good enough to satisfy the common people of the world, so I'm sure you would never believe me."

"Even if Brother Kou is good enough to satisfy heaven and earth, hehe, Feixuan still doesn't believe you."

Shi Feixuan couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Kou is testing me again, trying to trick Feixuan, isn't he? Feixuan knows that Brother Xu is knowledgeable and eloquent, and is best at setting traps, so she won't fall for it this time!"

"You don't believe me?"

Kou Zhong said with a sad face, "Then no matter what I say or do, you won't believe me?"

"I don't believe you,"

Shi Feixuan shook her head and smiled.

"Alright then."

Kou Zhong's tone changed, becoming grinning, "If I said I was going to molest you now, would you believe me?"

"..."

Shi Feixuan dared not answer now, for to answer would mean falling into a trap.

"Thank you for not believing me,"

Kou Zhong said with a grin, as he undressed. "However, I hope to do something more sincere and genuine to prove myself. I hope that after I do it, you will believe me to some extent."

(Chapter 92, Feixuan and Wanwan)

"Wait..."

Shi Feixuan said with a slight reproach, "How can you be so rude to Feixuan?"

"Didn't you say you didn't believe I would do that?"

Kou Zhong asked curiously.

"Do you really need to see Feixuan embarrassed and helpless to be happy?"

Shi Feixuan tried to soften her tone, saying, "Isn't it enough that Feixuan has submitted? Brother Kou's reaction is remarkable. His words are insightful. Feixuan is no match for you. But Brother Kou is a man of great stature, can't you have a little more grace?"

"I wish I could,"

Kou Zhong chuckled, "but alas, I'm not some young master, just a petty hoodlum who hasn't read many books. I don't know what a gentleman is, nor do I know what it means for a good man not to fight with a woman, or even what it means for 'women and petty men to be difficult to deal with.' Heaven is unfair; all the grace has been taken by that little lecher Hou Xibai to please the beauty, leaving only vulgarity, barbarity, and rudeness for us common folk."

"'Women and petty men are the most difficult to deal with,' is that what you deliberately misinterpreted? Can't you at least stop taking advantage of Feixuan with your words?"

Shi Feixuan was extremely annoyed by this nonsensical fellow, but she also found his ramblings quite amusing, and couldn't help but say with a hint of reproach, "It's not that you lack manners. You just don't want to give up teasing and joking with Feixuan."

"Ah, if you put it that way, my sins are even greater."

Kou Zhong looked around, pretending to be a timid young man, and said, "How dare I tease you? If the whole world knew, what would happen? Everyone would be chasing me down! Besides, heavens, that's really too unfair. How could I have taken advantage of you with even a single word? Although I've thought about it, I haven't acted on it yet!"

"Brother Kou, if you keep this up,"

Shi Feixuan was slightly embarrassed. She paused, and said with a hint of reproach, "Feixuan is going to get angry."

"When you're angry, do you lie like my little darling?"

Kou Zhong asked meaningfully.

"No."

Shi Feixuan felt her answer was redundant.

"Then would you hit someone?"

Kou Zhong asked again.

"No."

Shi Feixuan realized that if she could remain calm in front of this person, her self-cultivation would greatly improve.

"Then would you cry, make a scene, or threaten suicide?"

Kou Zhong asked again.

"No."

Shi Feixuan didn't want to answer, but somehow she ended up agreeing with this guy.

"Then I'm relieved."

Kou Zhong wiped non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "So you don't care about getting angry. Go ahead and get angry! I'm just curious to see."

"Shi Feixuan knows that Brother Kou is a man, and she also knows that she is a narrow-minded woman, alright?"

Shi Feixuan laughed, "You keep emphasizing this. You just want Feixuan to refute you, but this time Feixuan won't fall for your tricks again!"

"When did you become so clever?"

Kou Zhong exclaimed, "Is it because a single conversation with me is worth ten years of study, or has that 'thatched roof' and 'sudden enlightenment' thing come true?"

"My conversation with Brother Kou was very interesting."

Shi Feixuan suddenly nodded and said, "Today's conversation with Brother Kou has indeed been very rewarding. I originally wanted to spend more time with Brother Kou, but Brother Kou seems to be quite wary of me. Perhaps it's because I came uninvited that he became suspicious. This makes me feel quite guilty. Well then, I'll find a suitable time and place to have a proper chat with Brother Kou next time. I'll take my leave now."

"Remember to bring some food and drink next time,"

Kou Zhong said with great dissatisfaction. "You know, just talking without even drinking a drop of water is so boring, isn't it? Is this your way of treating guests? If you're poor, pawn the ancient sword on your back and get some gold and silver. If you're afraid of encountering swindlers, come to me. I'll pawn it for you for at least a hundred or so taels of silver out of consideration for you."

"Brother Kou is truly amusing."

Upon hearing this, Shi Feixuan chuckled. "Although I rarely travel the martial world, I have seen many heroes and valiant men, but this is the first time I've seen anyone dare to tease me like this!"

"They won't say it out loud,"

Kou Zhong snorted. "Do you know what they're plotting? Perhaps they're thinking..."

"Alright,"

Shi Feixuan said. She quickly stopped him, saying, "I understand what Brother Kou means, but Brother Kou shouldn't judge others' 'gentlemen' by the standards of those who think 'women are the hardest to deal with'!"

"Even if I am a villain,"

Kou Zhong snorted heavily, "I'm still a true villain, better than some hypocrites who are two-faced and hypocritical! If you don't like a true villain like me, don't come looking for me again. Go listen to those hypocrites flattering you!"

"Brother Kou, don't be angry,"

Shi Feixuan chuckled, "Brother Kou is straightforward and consistent in his words and actions, how can he be a villain? It was Feixuan who was impolite. Brother Kou is a real man, far more magnanimous than a narrow-minded woman like Feixuan. Surely you won't be angry about Feixuan's slip of the tongue? Next time, Feixuan promises to treat Brother Kou to a good meal and drinks and a good chat, and I certainly won't let Brother Xu have to suffer in silence again. I hope Brother Kou feels a little better now! Hehe!"

"If there's plenty of fish and meat,"

Kou Zhong said, a hint of temptation in his voice, "then I'll consider whether to forgive your verbal attacks."

"Thank you so much, Brother Kou,"

Shi Feixuan said with amusement. As soon as

she finished speaking, her entire figure floated up, like a fairy soaring through the heavens, or like willow catkins drifting in the wind, light and ethereal, riding the wind and disappearing into the void.

"Shi Feixuan!" Just then, Kou Zhong shouted, flying onto the boat. "What is it, Brother Kou?" Shi Feixuan, who hadn't even taken flight yet, was almost startled by Kou Zhong's sudden shout. Her face flushed slightly, and after a brief, violent rise and fall, Shi Feixuan landed back on the boat, glaring at Kou Zhong before speaking in a low voice. [The remaining text appears to be promotional material and not part of the narrative.] Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator, anime virgin physical sex toy, highly realistic genital shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter. "Have the four great monks of Jingnian Temple arrived?" Kou Zhong asked seriously. "No," Shi Feixuan said calmly. "Only you came?" Kou Zhong asked in surprise. "Yes," Shi Feixuan affirmed. "They're all outside Sword Valley, right?" Kou Zhong suddenly realized.

"Yes...yes."

Shi Feixuan's words were somewhat stiff.

"Shi Feixuan!"

"Brother Kou!"

"Feixuan, there's something I need to tell you."

A gleaming throwing knife suddenly appeared in Kou Zhong's right hand. He stared intently at Shi Feixuan and spoke coldly.

"Brother Kou, what is it?"

Seeing the throwing knife in Kou Zhong's hand, a sharp glint flashed in Shi Feixuan's eyes. She spoke calmly.

"Please don't bully Wanwan."

Kou Zhong said in a heavy tone, "Even if she bullies you on her own initiative. In the future, when you see Wanwan, you must give her the cold shoulder. Otherwise, I will kill you! That's my bottom line."

"Brother Kou, this seems a bit too domineering. It's a little unfair to Feixuan."

Shi Feixuan's smile froze, and she said coldly.

"Fair?"

Kou Zhong's eyes were bloodshot as he sneered, "Have you forgotten what I come from? If you dare disobey, I will not only kill you, but I will also personally destroy Cihang Jingzhai! I have the strength to do so!"

Before he finished speaking, Kou Zhong suddenly unleashed his "Man and Blade as One" innate domain.

In that instant, Shi Feixuan didn't even have a chance to resist.

Shi Feixuan was certain that if she dared to make a rash move, the flying knife in Kou Zhong's hand would mercilessly pierce her throat. Thinking of this, a chill ran down Shi Feixuan's spine, and she felt extremely wary of Kou Zhong.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp sound of air being torn apart rang out.

Wanwan's Heavenly Demon Twin Slashes and Heavenly Demon Ribbon rushed towards Shi Feixuan.

"Sigh."

Seeing this, Kou Zhong sighed and withdrew his "Man and Blade as One" domain.

The Color Void Ancient Sword behind Shi Feixuan immediately burst out with a dazzling sword light, clashing with Wanwan's Heavenly Demon Twin Slashes.

The two exchanged blows in the blink of an eye, a mere breath's time, and both women stopped, drenched in sweat.

"You bad guy, why did you let her go?"

Wanwan retreated behind Kou Zhong, pinching his waist hard, her voice laced with sarcasm.

"You really wanted to kill her?"

Kou Zhong stared intently at Wanwan, asking.

Wanwan stared intently at Kou Zhong, convinced that with just a nod, he would mercilessly kill Shi Feixuan!

However, a woman's intuition told her that a nod would create a barrier between them.

"I was just teasing you. Even if I were to kill her, I would do it myself,"

Wanwan said softly, her head bowed in grievance.

"My sweet little darling,"

Kou Zhong exclaimed, his heart leaping with joy, and he couldn't resist giving Wanwan a quick kiss on the lips.

"Brother Kou, Feixuan takes her leave."

Having watched from the sidelines for a while, Shi Feixuan, a hint of inexplicable jealousy in her voice, said coldly. With that,

she vanished like the wind. "You bad guy! She's gone! Aren't you going to chase after her?"

Wanwan, her pretty face flushed, looked up at Kou Zhong and asked.

"Chase what?"

Kou Zhong feigned ignorance.

"You bad guy, have you fallen for that little vixen from Cihang Jingzhai?

" Wanwan lightly punched Kou Zhong's chest, saying, "You're so naughty, you tricked me so badly."

"No way,"

Kou Zhong forced a smile.

"You bad guy, you still say you didn't trick me? Your martial arts are so well hidden, you even fooled Wanwan. I'm afraid even Master Zhu wouldn't be your match."

Wanwan nestled against Kou Zhong's chest, her voice thick with envy.

"Haha."

Kou Zhong laughed heartily upon hearing this, "What's this? Only after I control this world will I have some real skill."

"Such arrogance! You weren't just joking about what you promised, were you?"

Wanwan raised her head, staring at Kou Zhong, seemingly trying to see the truth in his eyes. However, Wanwan only felt immense disappointment, because all she saw in Kou Zhong's eyes was sincerity and deep affection.

"I'm absolutely not joking."

Kou Zhong swore to the heavens, "I keep my word. Don't worry, it won't be long before I make Shi Feixuan your servant, and let you whip his little bottom every day."

"Is that so?"

A cold, ruthless voice suddenly rang out.

Kou Zhong turned around at the sound and saw Shi Feixuan returning, followed by four great monks.

Chapter 93 The Four Great Monks

"Feixuan, you want to die!"

Kou Zhong's face instantly darkened, and a terrifying aura of killing intent emanated from his body.

"Amitabha!"

The four holy monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison, protecting Shi Feixuan in the center.

"Master Jiaxiang of the Sanlun School, who is proficient in the Kuchan Xuan Gong and Yizhi Tou Chan; Venerable Dixin of the Huayan School, who has mastered the Great Perfection Staff Method; Master Huangshan of the Chan School, whose Bodhidharma Hand is invincible; and Master Zhihui of the Tiantai School, whose Heart Buddha Palm is compassionate and saves people. Hmph, do you really think you can protect Shi Feixuan!"

A sinister sneer appeared on Kou Zhong's lips.

"Amitabha!"

The four holy monks were shocked upon hearing this and quickly chanted the Buddha's name.

"Shi Feixuan, remember this: in my eyes, you Hu people are nothing but ants that can be easily crushed! If you Hu people don't want to be exterminated in the future, get out of my sight now! Never show your face in front of me again!"

Kou Zhong roared furiously, his eyes bloodshot. "Ning Daoqi, I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself. Go back now and immediately exterminate Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Chanyuan, kill as many as you can. Otherwise, just for colluding with the Hu people and betraying the Han people, I can annihilate you, body and soul! Heaven is merciless; all below the level of a sage are ants. And in my eyes, you are nothing but vulnerable ants! I am heaven, I am earth, I am the ultimate existence in this world! Hahaha!"

Amidst Kou Zhong's maniacal laughter, the four holy monks and Shi Feixuan were all stunned by Kou Zhong's arrogance and shocking words. Wanwan looked at Kou Zhong with eyes full of worship.

"Is that so?"

A cold laugh suddenly rang out. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ning Daoqi, one of the three Innate Supreme experts who were secretly protecting Shi Feixuan.

"Ning Daoqi, I'll give you one more chance. I'll count to three, and you'd better kill them all. Otherwise, don't blame me for beating you to a pulp!"

Kou Zhong's eyes flashed with a chilling light as he stared intently at Ning Daoqi and said in a deep, cold voice.

"You..."

Ning Daoqi almost choked on his words. At their level, they had already touched the Heavenly Dao and were just one step away from breaking through the void and ascending to immortality. Ning Daoqi would rather believe Kou Zhong's words than not.

"One."

Kou Zhong's pickpocket knife appeared in his hand.

Ning Daoqi's heart skipped a beat at the sound of the voice.

The surrounding air became heavy, and the four holy monks and Shi Feixuan held their breath, their foreheads covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.

"Two."

Kou Zhong's aura suddenly changed drastically, his killing intent soaring to the heavens. Wanwan couldn't help but retreat dozens of steps; Kou Zhong's aura at this moment was terrifying.

Shi Feixuan's pretty face had already begun to turn pale, while Ning Daoqi's face flushed red, his eyes filled with complex emotions, his expression hesitant. At this moment, Ning Daoqi already knew he had lost.

"Kou Zhong, are you really so heartless?"

Just as Kou Zhong uttered the word "three," Shi Feixuan gazed at Kou Zhong with tears streaming down her face, crying out in anguish.

"Between personal feelings and national righteousness, I choose national righteousness."

Seeing this, Kou Zhong's heart skipped a beat, a chilling glint flashing in his eyes. He said coldly, "Hu women are dispensable in my eyes. Shi Feixuan, all of this is your own doing. Ning Daoqi, what are you still hesitating for? Whether you ascend to the Heavenly Dao and shatter the void, or perish completely, turning to ashes, is entirely up to you."

"I...I can't take it!"

Ning Daoqi's face flushed crimson, his expression contorted as he roared to the sky, "From this day forward, I, Ning Daoqi, sever all ties with your Cihang Jingzhai! Brother Kou, please, for the sake of our kinship, spare Shi Feixuan this once."

"Alright."

Kou Zhong's expression softened considerably. "However, the Four Holy Monks cannot be spared."

"Understood."

Ning Daoqi laughed loudly, then lunged at the Four Holy Monks with a ruthless attack.

At the same time, a black shadow swiftly entered the battlefield, joining forces with Ning Daoqi to kill the Four Holy Monks. Shi Feixuan had already been locked onto by Kou Zhong's flying attack. With

the two powerful figures attacking, the four holy monks, unlike twenty years ago, were still recovering from their injuries and were killed by Ning Daoqi and the Evil King Shi Zhixuan in less than a quarter of an hour.

"Boy, when can I break through the void?"

The Evil King Shi Zhixuan, his face covered in blood, stared intently at Kou Zhong and asked.

"Father-in-law, your choice is absolutely correct."

Kou Zhong smiled slightly and said, "This is a sacred relic. Find an opportunity to refine it. The day I soar to the heavens will be the day you break through the void."

"Hahaha, good!"

Upon hearing this, the Evil King Shi Zhixuan laughed wildly and caught the sacred relic that Kou Zhong threw to him.

Ning Daoqi hesitated , wanting to

say something but stopping himself. "Ning Daoqi, don't worry, with me here, 'they' won't dare to cause you trouble."

Kou Zhong waved his hand casually upon seeing this.

"Thank you very much, Brother Kou."

Upon hearing this, Ning Daoqi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said modestly.

"Hmm."

Kou Zhong nodded and said, "Shi Feixuan, this is your last chance. If there's a next time, I will definitely kill you!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Feixuan glared at Kou Zhong hatefully, then turned and left.

Ning Daoqi and the Evil King Shi Zhixuan exchanged glances and left together.

"Wanwan, was I a little too fierce just now?"

Kou Zhong looked at Wanwan, whose face was slightly pale, and asked.

"I just like your domineering look."

Wanwan replied irrelevantly, then quickly kissed Kou Zhong on the lips before turning and leaving.

Kou Zhong glanced around at the people in Sword Valley and said, "Everyone, until we meet again!"

Then he fled in a sorry state.

Otherwise, Kou Zhong wouldn't be able to leave again.

At the foot of Emerald Mountain, there was a small mountain village, which was as peaceful as ever, but this was shattered by the thunderous hoofbeats of dozens of galloping horses.

Fifty or sixty knights dressed in samurai attire were whipping their horses and galloping towards the small mountain village like a whirlwind. Each of them was a master of archery and horsemanship. Even on the narrow mountain paths, they whipped their horses repeatedly, their speed undiminished. The sound of their hooves was as rapid as shooting stars. Before the villagers could even react and understand what was happening, the knights had already stormed in.

The village's guard dogs hadn't even barked twice before several soldiers drew their bows and arrows, shooting them down one by one with practiced, clean, and efficient movements. They were clearly elite soldiers skilled in both archery and horsemanship. Their clothes were different, and the swords, spears, and halberds they carried were also different, but they all wore the same green turban on their left arms, indicating that they were not bandits but rather a rebel army.

They searched house by house, driving the terrified villagers to the open space at the village entrance. They were rude and aggressive, beating and kicking any villagers who were slow to react. If any household had anything they liked, they looted it all. In an instant, the village was in chaos, with chickens running wild and dogs barking. People cried out for their children, wailing and screaming, creating a deafening cacophony of sounds—a truly pitiful scene.

Knights with green turbans on their arms separated the men and women of the village, making them line up in two rows to await inspection by a burly man who appeared to be their leader.

Any

strong, healthy man chosen by the leader was immediately dragged out by the green-turbaned soldiers. Anyone who dared to resist was whipped half to death and then bound hand-to-hand with ropes. Those with wives wept bitterly at the sight of their husbands being taken away for hard labor; those with parents also wept uncontrollably.

The green-turbaned soldiers showed no pity or compassion, completely ignoring this human tragedy.

After selecting his men, the rebel leader nodded in satisfaction and spurred his horse forward. He glanced at the women and their families, but the plain-looking country women were unlikely to catch his eye. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed a young girl hiding behind the women. His expression changed drastically; his eyes lit up with joy. Pointing his whip at the girl, he shouted, "You, it's you! Come out!"

The girl trembled, trying to avoid the rebel leader's gaze. Hearing him look at her, she was terrified.

Following the leader's whip, several guards rushed into the crowd, laughing and kicking, pushing them aside and dragging the poor girl out. Although dressed in simple clothes, the girl was graceful, with a beautiful face. She was not only delicate and pretty, but also had slender, fair hands and feet, unlike typical country women.

The more the leader looked at her, the more captivated he became, and he laughed heartily.

A handsome young soldier with a glint of brilliance in his eyes stepped forward, saluted the leader, and said with a hint of coldness, "Commander Du has issued a military order forbidding the abduction of women. Violation of this order will result in punishment. If Boss Qi releases this woman now, I can pretend I saw nothing."

His words startled the young woman; she hadn't expected anyone in the rebel army to speak up for her.

The leader, upon hearing this, flew into a rage, shouting, "Li Jing! You dare meddle in my business? You're just a lowly outer executioner in the Enforcement Corps. How dare you interfere? When I was fighting to the death with Commander Du, you were probably hiding in some corner suckling. Get out of my way right now! I only let you join the army because I was following the rules, not because I'm afraid of your Enforcement Corps!"

"Try it!"

the rebel soldier named Li Jing sneered. "If you dare to take this woman, even if I can't punish you, I'll report it to my superiors immediately."

"How dare you!"

The leader stared intently at Li Jing, but Li Jing remained as firm as a rock, cold as ice, his merciless gaze sending a chill down the leader's spine. A guard beside him pulled the leader back and whispered a few words in his ear. The leader laughed loudly, raising his whip and pointing at Li Jing, saying, "I'm not forcibly taking a woman; I'm marrying her properly, taking her as my wife or concubine, giving her wealth and status. Is that acceptable? Even in front of Master Du, it'll be acceptable, hahaha! Li Jing, you better step aside and don't stop me from taking this beautiful young woman home... Wahahaha..."

Li Jing stared at the leader for a while, then finally looked away, not even glancing at the girl, and retreated back into the ranks of the Green Turban soldiers.

Seeing that even her savior couldn't help her, the girl immediately bit the hand of the Green Turban soldier who was holding her arm. As soon as the soldier released her in pain, she ran away.

The leader didn't care, waving his hand to order a few guards to give chase.

How could a weak woman outrun soldiers as fierce as wolves? In no time, the guards caught up with her, toying with her like a cat playing with a mouse, forcing her to run east and then west, always leaving her a way out to prevent despair, keeping her running and draining her dwindling strength.

Seeing no other way, the girl steeled herself and charged headlong into a soldier. The soldier dodged, causing her to miss and fall flat on her face.

The girl had no strength left to get up. Her face was covered in mud and grime, but her expression was resolute. She would rather die than let these soldiers take her away. She knew what would happen if she were taken: abuse, abandonment, and finally, death. She had seen far too many of these things befall young women; she fully understood the consequences.

So, she acted.

She drew a small dagger from her bosom, raised it high, and with the last of her strength, plunged it down towards her heart.

This action caught everyone off guard; even the green-scarved soldier standing not far from the girl couldn't stop her in time.

The leader was horrified.

Even Li Jing was slightly moved, clearly not expecting such a seemingly fragile girl to possess such fierce resolve.

Amidst the moved expressions of the crowd, the dagger flew down, heading straight for the girl's heart. The villagers closed their eyes in anguish; they didn't want to witness this human tragedy, though it was inevitable, they still wanted to see it unfold.

For a moment, the villagers were filled with both grief and pain.

They waited for a long time before opening their eyes to look at the girl who might have already fallen in a pool of blood; they wanted to see her one last time. To all the villagers' astonishment, the girl was not dead. She was alive and well; the dagger hadn't pierced her heart, and she wasn't lying in a pool of blood.

She was not dead.

Even the girl herself couldn't believe it. She looked at her hands, hands as white as jade, skin delicate, with a soft sheen in the sunlight. These were her hands, no doubt. But where was the dagger? Where was the sharp little dagger that had been in her hand? How could it have disappeared? What was going on?

The girl was utterly confused.

Her dagger was gone, vanished inexplicably, and so she survived. This chance to live didn't bring the girl joy, because it went against her original wishes.

The dagger, of course, didn't disappear without a trace; it had simply moved to another place, into someone else's hands.

This person was the opposite of the dagger. The dagger disappeared without a reason, but this person appeared without a trace, there without anyone noticing. Although everyone knew perfectly well that just a moment ago, that person hadn't been there, after he appeared, they all began to doubt their own eyes. Had that person really not been there before?

He didn't descend from the sky, nor did he emerge from the ground. He didn't fly in from afar, nor did he gallop like lightning. He seemed to have been there all along, for an unknown amount of time, yet no one seemed to have noticed him. He stood quietly beside the girl, a dagger in his hand—the very dagger she had used to commit suicide.

The appearance of this man not only startled the Green Turban soldiers, but even Li Jing's eyes narrowed as if stung by something. He endured the pain for a moment, then finally narrowed them to two needles, their light flashing as he looked at the man. The man was very young, much younger than Li Jing. His face was obscured because he didn't wear a crown or tie his hair up; his long

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black hair cascaded down his shoulders, obscuring most of his features. However, from a distance, he appeared tall and slender, with a light aura, giving off a comfortable and reassuring feeling.

His hands were like unpolished jade, much larger than a woman's hands, yet their texture and color were no less exquisite than the jade-like hands of the girl on the ground, possessing a strange quality.

"You are truly brave and strong. Seeing you like this makes me very happy."

The disheveled young man ignored everyone's gaze, lowering his head gently to the bewildered girl, saying, "However, suicide is a foolish thing. You don't need to do that, not today, and not in the future. You just need to live happily and joyfully."

"Who are you?"

The leader wasn't ungrateful; he couldn't gauge the strength of the suddenly appearing young man and dared not act rashly. As he drew the green-turbaned soldiers to his side, he shouted, "How dare you oppose our Jianghuai Army?"

"Don't be afraid,"

the young man ignored him, speaking gently to the girl on the ground. "I've been busy lately, so I'm a little late, but it's not too late. Are you alright? Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you. Get up first, okay?"

He reached out to the girl who was staring at him in surprise, gently pulling her up, removing a blade of grass from her hair, and finally smiled slightly. "Wait here quietly for a while, I'll go deal with them."

"Be careful,"

the girl said anxiously, "There are many of them."

"Don't worry,"

the young man laughed loudly. "They have a lot of people, but numbers don't necessarily mean strength. Look, there are so many villagers over there, men, women, old and young, several times the number of soldiers, but what can they do? The villagers are beaten, and they watch numbly; their own relatives are arrested, and they still watch numbly. They do nothing, they don't resist. Just like Mr. Lu Xun said, they are just walking corpses. They see you being robbed and violated, and they still watch numbly. How tragic! These soldiers are the same. They don't know why they are fighting, they don't know what will happen to them in the future, they don't know the true meaning of being a soldier. They just numbly obey their officers' orders and do numb things. Such soldiers have no fighting power at all, so what is there to fear?"

The young man became more and more ridiculous as he spoke, and finally burst into unrestrained and wild laughter.

"You're asking for death!"

The leader was furious. He didn't care who this young man was or what skills he had; he just wanted to kill him as soon as possible to vent his anger. He waved his hand, ordering his soldiers to rush forward and kill the young man, and ordered several archers to prepare to fire arrows. He himself quietly pulled his horse, ready to flee if things went wrong.

Li Jing watched the young man laughing wildly with great curiosity; his hand was on his waist sword.

The soldier closest to the young man signaled to his comrade, instructing the one slightly further away to join forces against the laughing youth. The two exchanged a glance, then simultaneously drew their swords and pounced, their blades flashing like lightning, one after the other, aiming straight for the young man's head and neck.

"Watch out!"

the girl cried out in alarm, desperately trying to pull the unsuspecting young man away.

The young man continued laughing, then suddenly spun around, sliding right in front of the soldier behind him, standing face-to-face. The soldier was startled, but his hands and sword were exposed. All he could do, besides glaring at the young man who was barely inches away, was perhaps breathe on him—if his stench could knock the young man unconscious, that would be even better.

Unfortunately, he didn't have that chance, because the young man's shoulder moved.

He slammed his shoulder into the soldier's chest, and the soldier watched helplessly as a large dent appeared in his chest, hearing a strange sound. As he flew backward, his back slamming heavily onto the ground, he suddenly understood what those sounds were—the sounds of bones breaking.

Just like the spine in his back, the ribs in his chest must have been broken as well.

When the soldier awoke from his agony and saw countless bone spurs piercing his chest, he became even more certain of his judgment.

No one cared about the soldier's life or death because he wasn't himself. When one's own life is threatened, it's impossible to care about the life or death of others. That's human nature.

His companion, before he could even be startled, scream, or react, had already been captured by the young man with his uncanny movements and even more uncanny fighting style. His fate wasn't much better than that of the green-scarved soldier. Before he could even explain to the young man below that he had a severe fear of heights, he was tossed into the air.

He didn't understand why the young man was doing this until he landed on the young man's shoulder and was then slammed to the ground. Then, he immediately understood completely.

In that instant, he also understood his companion's feelings. That was pain, endless, unbearable pain.

The two soldiers together had no more than ten intact bones, yet they weren't dead; they were still alive and well.

They wanted to scream, to howl, but blood sealed their throats. They couldn't even roll around on the ground; they could only lie still, like puddles of mud, slowly awaiting death. But before that, they had to endure some unbearable pain.

The young man clapped his hands, as if he had done something insignificant. He even turned to the pale-faced girl and smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid. It's these people, these soldiers, who deserve to die. I'm just returning the pain they inflicted on others to them all at once. So, you don't need to be afraid!"

"No… I'm not… afraid."

Although the girl said she wasn't afraid, her teeth trembled.

She hadn't imagined that this seemingly gentle and somewhat frail young man was so powerful, his attacks so ruthless and bloody. Although the two soldiers he had struck hadn't died, their suffering was worse than death. Because they were still alive, they couldn't die immediately even after most of their bones were broken.

"Fire...fire the arrows..."

Another person's teeth were trembling; that was the rebel leader.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Dozens of sharp arrows pierced the air, heading straight for the young man. They were incredibly accurate, the result of the powerful shots fired by well-trained soldiers. In a flash, the arrows reached the young man. He didn't dodge, firstly because the arrows were too fast, too forceful, and secondly because he couldn't dodge.

Behind him stood a frail woman; he had to stand still and obediently receive the powerful arrows.

The leader had already begun to intend to riddle the young man with arrows, leaving him with no way to die, before grabbing a large sword and hacking his corpse into eighteen pieces, venting his pent-up anger, and finally dragging the woman into the woods...

Li Jing, however, was different. His gaze intensified, becoming somewhat fanatical, as if he had seen a treasure.

The young man lowered himself, stretched out his arms, and slowly extended his hands, not even glancing at the arrows hurtling towards him. He simply drew a soft circle in the air with both hands.

Just when everyone thought he was about to be pierced to death by the arrows, an incredible thing happened.

The young man didn't die, and the arrows failed to pierce his body, not even touching a hair. The closest arrow was about to hit the young man's nose, but it miraculously slid away. A dozen or so arrows, like snakes, moved with a kind of intelligence, slowly drifting away, as if a swarm of snakes had encountered realgar, all slithering away. After leaving the young man's body, they slowly slid away again, transforming back into arrows, emitting sharp whistles, and plunged into the ground in the distance, leaving only a few fletchings sticking out.

The leader's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The girl, on the other hand, was overjoyed, her eyes filled with tears.

The young man straightened up, clapped his hands, and turned to the girl, saying, "Don't be afraid. As long as you follow me, no one can harm a hair on your head. Follow me, understand?"

The girl nodded repeatedly, and timidly followed the young man as he took a step forward.

Chapter 96: The Talented General Li Jing

"What are you waiting for? Attack!"

the leader roared, ordering his soldiers to attack the approaching young man. A dozen soldiers charged forward with halberds, and another dozen mounted their horses, drew their broadswords, and spurred their mounts to attack in coordination with their comrades on the ground. The archers, fearing injury to their own men and finding the target's movement too great at such close range, mounted their horses, kicked them, and slowly retreated to create sufficient distance…

"Spear formation!"

a soldier in green scarves shouted, and a dozen men immediately gathered around him, each wielding a spear and halberd, charging towards the young man.

They were fast, but the young man was even faster. His earlier arrow-breaking technique had been incredibly slow, but now it was the complete opposite—extremely fast.

Before the soldiers could even take two steps, the young man had already run into the spearheads. He slid like a fish into the impenetrable spear formation, bursting through the densest part of the crowd, and without pausing, soared into the air, landing on an approaching swift horse, then leaping from the first horse to the second. When he dismounted from a dozen horses and stood before the leader, smiling slightly, everyone still felt like they were dreaming.

But this dream was a nightmare, a dream filled with death and bloodshed.

The riders fell from their horses one after another. Although the horses continued to gallop forward as their masters had intended, the soldiers on horseback fell one by one. The reason was simple: they were headless. It would be strange if headless soldiers could remain seated on their horses!

Their heads weren't gone, but scattered everywhere, rolling all over the ground. No two fell in the same place, but their manner of death was consistent.

Unlike the soldiers in the gun emplacements, their deaths were not only identical, but they also fell in the same place. Their heads remained firmly on their necks, not scattered on the ground, but their bodies all slumped to the ground, their postures strikingly similar. Each of them clutched their throat, desperately trying to seal the wound that had been cut open at some unknown time, desperately trying to stop the gushing blood, but no matter how hard they tried, their souls still slipped swiftly through their teeth…

"Are you alright?"

The young man greeted the terrified rebel leader, saying, "You seem to be feeling unwell? Are you sick? I'm an expert at treating illnesses, especially headaches."

"How do you cure headaches?"

Li Jing asked.

"It's simple,"

the young man said easily. "If someone has a terrible headache, just cut off their head. That way, they'll never have a headache again."

"Good idea,"

Li Jing scoffed. "If someone's head is cut off, they certainly won't feel pain anymore."

"The method is good, but few people like such an effective and simple treatment,"

the young man smiled. "People always prefer things that are troublesome and ineffective. For example, this gentleman who doesn't look well, if I were to treat him using this method, I guarantee he'd..."

"I'm not... sick... I don't have a headache!"

The rebel leader, while staring at the young man before him and secretly kicking his horse, shouted, "Friend, what is your esteemed name? What is your reputation in the martial world? Do you know our Chief Steward Du? I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness, young hero. Please forgive me!"

“You haven’t offended me,”

the young man said, disagreeing. “Although you want to, you haven’t. Don’t worry, I won’t wrong you. As for my name, although I really want to tell it, I really want to publicize it widely, I wish the whole world knew me, but I don’t want to tell a dead person, because it’s too much of a waste of breath.”

As he spoke, the young man slowly walked towards the rebel leader, who was so frightened that he immediately spurred his horse and galloped away.

He rode off in a cloud of dust.

But the young man didn’t chase after him, instead talking to himself about the head he was carrying: “You can still ride a horse without a head, I have to admire you for a second, you’re really something! But it also proves one thing, you probably don’t use your brain much.”

In his hand was a bloody head, its eyes rolled back in death, it was the rebel leader.

The young man’s actions terrified the girl, who screamed repeatedly; she had never seen anything so bizarre.

Those men had just collapsed on their horses, and she was too terrified to open her eyes to look closely. But as she approached the young man, she clearly saw him reach out and pluck the leader's head, more easily than a melon farmer picking a melon in a field. Not content with just that, he held the severed head up and spoke to the unseeing, lifeless body. The girl nearly fainted from the sheer horror of this scene.

She almost fainted, but Li Jing did not.

He gripped the hilt of his knife tightly and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly is that weapon you used? What did you use to cut off Boss Qi's head?"

"Good eyesight."

The young man turned around and smiled slightly. "Few people can see my movements clearly, let alone the weapon I use. Unfortunately, I can't tell you."

"Because I am also a man about to die?"

Li Jing's hand tightened on the hilt of his knife, the veins on his hand bulging. He said sharply, "Fine, if you want to take my head, then try. Although my martial arts are not as good as yours, I will definitely not sit idly by and wait to die!" "

I didn't say anything."

The young man chuckled. "Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life. Even fishermen say they will leave their nets open. Today, I will learn their grace. Go, all of you go! Except for you."

The young man pointed at Li Jing, indicating that he was the one who stayed. The remaining soldiers, as if granted a pardon, threw down their swords and spears. Those near horses mounted immediately, while others shared a ride. In a chaotic, hurried, and panicked frenzy, they rode away like a whirlwind. Li Jing, struggling to control his emotions, swallowed hard. He slowly drew his sword and pointed it at the young man.

War—that was his stance.

Seeing the soldiers flee, the villagers rushed to untie their loved ones, but dared not cheer loudly, lest they offend the young, menacing figure before them. They could only weep secretly, embracing their loved ones briefly before quickly dragging them away. A few women, still emboldened, gestured for the young girl to follow them, away from the young man.

Though terrified, the girl stubbornly stayed behind.

Not only did she stay, but she also pleaded for Li Jing, saying to the young man, "Young hero, thank you so much for your righteous intervention and for saving my life. I will never forget your great kindness. Hmm, young hero, may I ask you something? This Mr. Li is not a bad person. He just helped me..."

"Is that so?"

The young man laughed loudly, "Then why did he stop saving you? What could be more important than saving a life, more important than rescuing a weak woman from suffering and protecting her from humiliation and abuse?"

The young man casually threw away the bloody head, looked Li Jing up and down, and said, "Can you tell me the answer?"

"Yes."

Li Jing nodded firmly, "I am just a soldier, and Boss Qi, the man you just killed, is my superior. Commander Du's orders stipulate that subordinates cannot disobey orders unless the superior intends to rebel. Therefore, even if his orders are wrong, I must obey them, because they are military orders."

"Didn't your Chief Steward Du say that abduction of women is forbidden?"

The young man picked his ear, casually blew on his finger, and asked leisurely.

"Boss Qi said he would marry this woman properly, so it can't be considered abduction,"

Li Jing said slowly, glancing at the girl.

"Do you believe that?"

the young man countered.

“I don’t believe it.”

Li Jing shook his head. “If Boss Qi doesn’t keep his promise, I will definitely kill him. However, before that, he hasn’t violated military orders, so I can’t enforce military law. If you hadn’t appeared, I would have tried my best to persuade him to treat this woman well.”

“Good idea.”

The young man laughed heartily. “This is the first time I’ve heard such an interesting thing. You’re really a clever person! I admire you! Why don’t you ask this woman if she likes Boss Qi? Is she willing to marry that burly, ruthless Boss Qi?”

“I don’t want to!”

The girl shook her head vigorously. “I’d rather die than!”

“Listen to this!”

The young man chuckled. “Alright, let’s not talk about the past. I’ll ask you something else. Is your Chief Steward Du blind?”

"Although I haven't seen Chief Steward Du in person, I'm absolutely certain that he's not blind."

Li Jing didn't know why the young man asked that, but he still carefully replied, "Our Chief Steward Du is the renowned 'Hands-on Master of the Universe' in the martial world. You've probably heard of him before, but I don't understand why you speak so lightly of him?"

"You need to understand the true meaning behind his words!"

The young man shook his head slightly and said, "What I'm saying is that with your talent, you're just an ordinary soldier. But that pig-like, foolish Boss Qi is a leader. How can you be so blind to people and talents? Do you really dare say that Du Fuwei isn't blind?"

"I, Li, have only been in the Jianghuai Army for three months; my experience is still limited."

Upon hearing this, Li Jing's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a hint of surprise crossed his face, but he quickly concealed it. He said softly, "How could my friend consider me a talent? I am just an ordinary soldier; what great talent could I possibly possess?"

"Putting aside everything else, just your courage and eloquence, your discipline and obedience, are enough to make you a commander of an army."

The young man didn't even look at Li Jing, continuing, "After I appeared, you adopted three different stances and displayed five different attack postures, each adapted to my changes, each more reasonable and accurate than the previous one. More importantly, you adopted a defensive stance towards me, showing your determination to fight. However, from what I see, you don't know any defensive martial arts at all. Your martial arts are more of an offensive type, the kind where you attack but have no defense. You're trying to deceive me, to cause me to make a mistake, aren't you?"

"How did you know that?"

Li Jing felt a chill run down his spine, and sweat unconsciously beaded on his forehead. He swallowed hard and asked.

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