[Wuxia] Roaming the World with Romantic Fortune (Complete) - 34-36

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Chapter Seven: Palace Coup

Only the sound of rain pattered in the rainy night!

Xiao Chuo lingered outside the tent.

Liu Lang asked, "Xiao Chuo, is it all settled? Why not just kill Yelü Hongduo directly? Why have beautiful women accompany him?"

Seeing that no one was around, Xiao Chuo said to Liu Lang, "You don't know, Yelü Hongduo holds a lot of real power. I don't want to kill him now because I want to use him to better control the court. After we get rid of Yelü Sage, it won't be too late to kill Yelü Hongduo."

Liu Lang praised, "Goodness, you've learned to discard someone after they've served their purpose."

Xiao Chuo said, "Besides, Le Mei and Haitang are both my sister's rivals in love."

Liu Lang asked... "But what does this have to do with our plan?"

Xiao Chuo said, "Don't you want my sister? She's a talented general, skilled in both literature and martial arts!"

Liu Lang's heart stirred, and he chuckled, hugging Xiao Chuo, saying, "Xiao Chuo, are you going to play matchmaker for your sister?"

Xiao Chuo snorted, saying, "There's more to this than meets the eye! You don't know, my sister, Le Mei, and Hai Tang are fellow disciples of my subordinate Chu Tianpeng, and they all like Chu Tianpeng..."

Liu Lang said jealously, "You have such an outstanding subordinate who has won the hearts of three beauties at once?"

Xiao Chuo replied, "But this Chu Tianpeng is wicked; he's a womanizer."

Liu Lang immediately broke out in a cold sweat, saying, "Xiao Chuo, are you implying something indirect?"

Xiao Chuo smiled and said, "I'm not talking about you! Although you're a womanizer, you're sincere to your women; you'd even risk your life to protect them. But Chu Tianpeng isn't like that; he's a scoundrel who covets power, and Chu Tianpeng has already taken Le Mei and Hai Tang's bodies..."

Liu Lang asked in a trembling voice: "And what about Xiao Ming'er?"

Xiao Chuo said calmly, "I did this to protect my sister from that villain's humiliation! I will grant Le Mei and Hai Tang their wish to have their beloved senior brother all to themselves, so they also promised to help me receive Prince Zhao."

Liu Lang said, "I understand, you want Xiao Ming'er to give up on Chu Tianpeng and then follow me wholeheartedly, hehe, I like it! Xiao Chuo, you are so kind."

Liu Lang was even more delighted to hear that Xiao Ming'er was still a virgin, and couldn't help but kiss Xiao Chuo hard.

Xiao Chuo said angrily, "Be careful someone sees us! Our plan hasn't succeeded yet, my current identity is still Princess Consort of Prince Jing, don't ruin things."

Liu Lang chuckled twice and said, "I know, so when do we act?"

Xiao Chuo listened to the sounds coming from the direction of the palace. In the heavy rain, the clothes of two female soldiers who were holding umbrellas for Xiao Chuo and Liu Lang were almost soaked, and half of Xiao Chuo's skirt was also wet.

Liu Lang, worried that Xiao Chuo might catch a cold, asked with concern, "Xiao Chuo, what are you listening to?"

Xiao Chuo replied, "I haven't heard any funeral music playing in the palace. Could it be that Father is in trouble or danger?"

Liu Lang also became worried and said, "Should we act sooner? The Immortal Lord of Leisure and the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha are both very troublesome."

Xiao Chuo shook her head and said, "Let's hold on a little longer. I don't want this coup to turn into a bloody massacre. The Immortal Lord of Leisure and the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha are both brave but reckless. Once Emperor Muzong of Liao dies, they will temporarily lose their composure and won't do anything earth-shattering."

This time, Xiao Chuo launched a coup... The apparent purpose of the change was to place Yelü Xian on the throne, but Empress Xiao knew that some would inevitably oppose it. Even if she used her beauty to trap Yelü Hongduo, those ministers loyal to Yelü Hongduo might not give up easily. Furthermore, there were two highly skilled martial arts protectors. Empress Xiao trusted Xiao Siwen to bring Yelü Xian to the palace because a very powerful person had already disguised himself as Xiao Siwen's personal guard and was protecting Yelü Xian's ascension. Her current task was to delay Yelü Hongduo. As long as Yelü Hongduo didn't appear, the rebellious ministers would be leaderless and unable to stop Yelü Xian's ascension.

Although Liu Lang was Empress Xiao's true husband, to end the chaos more quickly, Yelü Xian had no choice but to become the emperor of Liao, and Liu Lang had no objections.

Empress Xiao Chuo understood that she couldn't kill Yelü Hongduo, because killing him could escalate the situation beyond repair. Even if Yelü Xian successfully ascended the throne, he would be branded as a regicide and usurper, making him a convenient pretext for rebellion. Therefore, Empress Xiao Chuo had to tolerate Yelü Hongduo.

The absence of mourning music for the emperor's death from the palace made Empress Xiao Chuo anxious. At that moment, Yelü Hongduo's troops surrounded her camp.

Yelü Hongduo had many capable ministers. When the chief eunuch summoned Yelü Hongduo, he was invited to drink by Yelü Xian and delayed his return. When someone was sent to inform him, they were blocked by Empress Xiao Chuo's men, making Yelü Hongduo's trusted ministers suspect something was amiss.

Yelü Hongduo's men asked the chief eunuch, Wuhe, why Emperor Muzong of Liao was so eager to summon Yelü Hongduo. Wuhe dared not reveal the truth, only saying that Emperor Muzong had suddenly felt unwell and wanted to immediately summon Yelü Hongduo to arrange important matters. Wuhe then told his men that since Yelü Hongduo was not in the camp, they should ask the ministers to inform him that he needed to return to report.

After Wuhe left, Yelü Hongduo's men discussed the matter and guessed that something major must have happened in the palace, and Yelü Hongduo needed to return immediately. Since they couldn't persuade him to come, they would have to seize him! So, the men gathered all of Yelü Hongduo's fierce generals and skilled warriors, braved the rain, and surrounded Xiao Chuo's camp, demanding that they hand over Yelü Hongduo, or they would storm in.

This time, Xiao Chuo had only brought three thousand personal guards with her to Ordo Banner, while Yelü Xian had taken two thousand with him when he entered the palace, leaving only one thousand.

Seeing Yelü Hongduo's men appear, the soldiers guarding the camp gate quickly reported to Xiao Chuo.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fu ordered everyone to close the camp gates tightly and not allow anyone to enter; anyone who dared to trespass would be killed without mercy!

Murong Feixue, Yang Sijie, Miao Xueyan, and Yelü Changting were already fully armed and awaiting Xiao Chuo's orders.

However, Xiao Chuo remained calm and composed.

Murong Feixue couldn't help but say, "Xiao Chuo, the situation is urgent, we must act now."

Xiao Chuo firmly replied, "Don't panic, we must remain calm and composed! Yelü Hongduo is still with me, they dare not act recklessly, and the palace has not yet played mournful music, which means Nanyang has not yet been captured. If we act rashly, we will only make things worse."

Xiao Chuo had already anticipated that Yelü Hongduo's men would not give up easily. Although there were only a thousand soldiers in the camp, all of her Black Tiger Hall members were by her side, and the Black Tiger Hall was almost entirely composed of elites who could fight a hundred men each. In addition, she was confident in her six swords. Although the "Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Mixed Yuan Sword Formation" was not invincible, it was rare to find an opponent. Therefore, even though Yelü Hongduo's army had surrounded the camp, Xiao Chuo remained calm. However, the elites of her Black Tiger Hall could no longer contain themselves and volunteered to fight.

Xiao Chuo waved her hand to stop everyone. A female soldier then handed her a weapon; the six swords in the Dragon's Roar Sword Pot had already been polished to a gleaming shine by the soldier with a dry cloth.

Xiao Chuo said, "Since I founded the Black Tiger Hall, I have never displayed my skills in public. I know that most of you are outstanding elites from various sects, and there are many who disagree with me. Today, I will let you all witness my martial arts."

At this moment, Yang Sijie held her three-pointed double-edged sword upside down and closely followed Xiao Chuo. As Liu Lang had instructed, although Xiao Chuo was highly skilled in martial arts, she was pregnant and her movements were inconvenient; therefore, Yang Sijie was ordered to protect her closely.

As they spoke, Yelü Hongduo's army surged forward, led by Yan Xiang, Yelü Hongduo's trusted and beloved general.

Yan Xiangguan was appointed Grand Commander of the Left Army, accompanied by over a dozen top-tier experts, including the Six Ghosts of Boyi Mountain, the Three Ugly Men of Qingcheng, the Four Demon Kings of Pingding Mountain, and the Red Serpent Fairy of Licheng.

Xiao Chuo let out a low hum, slapping his Dragon Roar Sword Pot. Immediately, six swords flew out simultaneously, like six bolts of lightning streaking across the night sky, illuminating Xiao Chuo's face.

With a roar, Xiao Chuo soared into the air. The six swords rapidly transformed in mid-air, one to ten, ten to a hundred, a hundred to a thousand, a thousand to countless, forming the "Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Mixed Yuan Sword Formation." The formation resembled two circles, one large and one small. The smaller circle perfectly protected Xiao Chuo's camp and his men, while the larger circle surrounded Yelü Hongduo's forces, rendering them unable to advance or retreat.

Yelü Hongduo's men, seeing such a powerful sword formation for the first time, were still in astonishment when Xiao Chuo ruthlessly struck.

Xiao Chuo moved with the agility of a dragon, navigating the sword formation with ease. In an instant, the sword light faded, and Xiao Chuo had sheathed six swords. The experts who had besieged her had all fallen to the ground, none alive.

At this moment, the female soldiers hurriedly held up umbrellas to shield Xiao Chuo from the rain, only to find that despite the heavy rain, her clothes remained completely dry.

Yelü Hongduo's men were all astonished and retreated hastily.

Xiao Chuo said loudly, "Do not be afraid. As long as you know what's good for you, I will not make things difficult for you. I will say it again: Prince Zhao and I have important matters to discuss. You should go back and wait. You will see Prince Zhao at dawn. If you do not leave, do not blame me for being impolite!"

Yan Xiang wiped the rain and cold sweat from his face and said, "Your Highness! The Emperor has summoned Prince Zhao for important matters. We have no other choice. Please inform Prince Zhao to come out and meet us."

At this moment, the mournful music for the Emperor's death finally began to play in the palace. Upon

hearing this, Xiao Chuo's face lit up with a triumphant smile.

At this moment, Yelü Hongduo, dressed, came out to see what had happened. He saw Xiao Chuo effortlessly kill over a dozen of his skilled guards, and seeing Xiao Chuo's triumphant expression, and hearing the funeral music playing from the palace, Yelü Sage suddenly understood—this was a honey trap.

Yelü Sage immediately regretted his indulgence in wine and women, for he had lost what he desired most in life. If he wasn't mistaken, Xiao Chuo's husband, her younger brother Yelü Xian, had already ascended the throne of the Liao Dynasty. Because when the funeral music played after an emperor's death, the first drumbeat must be struck by the new emperor himself, Yelü Hongduo realized that from the moment he entered Xiao Chuo's camp, he had already lost the throne.

Xiao Chuo glanced at Yelü Hongduo and said, "Prince Zhao, now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you. This evening, the Emperor suddenly passed away, and Prince Jing bribed the eunuchs and officials in the palace to keep the news from you in time. I suppose you understand why..."

Yelü Hongduo's face contorted in pain as he said, "You're plotting to usurp the throne!"

Xiao Chuo sneered, "Didn't Emperor Muzong of Liao use the same methods when he ascended the throne?"

Yelü Hongduo sighed and said, "The victor is king, the loser is villain. Whether you kill me or torture me is up to you!"

Xiao Chuo said, "I won't kill you, nor have I ever intended to. Publicly, you have distinguished yourself in battle; privately, you are Prince Jing's elder brother. After Prince Jing ascends the throne, you will still be Prince Zhao and continue to command your troops." Yelü

Hongduo lowered his head, pondered for a long time, and then said, "Yes!"

At this moment, the rain subsided slightly, but Xiao Chuo did not let Yelü Hongduo leave. Instead, she ordered Yelü Hongduo to lead his men into the palace with her.

As the army marched out of the camp, cannon fire suddenly erupted from within the city. Xiao Chuo was startled, seeing flames raging and the sounds of battle deafening from the direction of the palace!

Had something gone wrong again? While Xiao Chuo was pondering this, a scout reported: "Marquis Dongting, Wen Shan, is leading troops to besiege the palace. Lord Xiao is short-handed and urgently needs

reinforcements." Xiao Chuo immediately ordered the army to rush to his aid, while saying to Yelü Hongduo, "I originally thought Marquis Dongting, Wen Shan, was just a minor figure; I didn't expect him to have such audacity."

Yelü Hongduo replied, "Wen Shan is stationed in the Ordo Banner, commanding five thousand elite soldiers. Prince Jing has always been weak, so naturally, some will oppose his ascension to the throne. Wen Shan is the Empress's nephew; although he is not qualified to inherit the throne, he has a deep relationship with the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha. Presumably, the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha told Wen Shan the secret, which is why Wen Shan acted. Otherwise, why would he..." "Does he have such audacity?"

Xiao Chuo sneered. "The Prince of Zhao's conjecture is not without merit, but even if Wen Shan raises an army in rebellion, don't think there's any chance the situation can be reversed! I'm telling you now, Xiao Chuo never fights a battle she can't win. I'm going to the palace to defend the emperor, and I'm also giving you a chance. You have two choices: one is to stay obediently in the camp and prepare to escort the late emperor's coffin back to Huanglong Prefecture at dawn; the other is to prepare your troops and join forces with Wen Shan for a final stand. Which path is the way out? You decide!"

Although Yelü Hongduo couldn't swallow this insult, he was also afraid of Xiao Chuo's prowess, so he had no choice but to lead his troops to the palace, thinking: I'll just sit back and watch the tigers fight, and see which side leans first.

Xiao Chuo led her army into the city, while Xiao Tianzuo had already been ordered to occupy the city gate. When he saw Xiao Chuo, he asked whether to send reinforcements to the palace.

Xiao Chuo said, "Wen Shan is just a commoner, there's no need to fear him. General Xiao, just be responsible for guarding the city gate!"

At this time, the Ordo Banner Palace was already surrounded by the army of Marquis Dongting, Wen Shan. After a fierce battle at the entrance of the main hall, hundreds of corpses lay on the ground. Marquis Dongting's soldiers were numerous and soon broke through the palace gate, surrounding Yelü Xian and his group. Xiao Siwen and her two daughters, all wielding long swords, protected Yelü Xian.

Now, in the open space in front of the main hall, Jiutian Xuanfo and Xiaoyao Xianjun were fighting fiercely with an old soldier.

The old soldier wore an ordinary military uniform. Although he was old, with flowing silver beard and hair, his steps were very steady. The three of them fought fiercely from the beginning.

When Jiutian Xuanfo and his companion were fighting the old soldier, their troops could not help. As soon as they got close, they were blasted away by their powerful internal force.

Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha and Carefree Immortal Lord couldn't help but feel anxious. With their skills, it was hard to imagine that they could meet a match if they joined forces. They never expected that Xiao Siwen had such a master under his command.

After exchanging so many moves, Carefree Immortal Lord finally began to understand the old soldier's moves.

The Immortal Lord Xiaoyao exclaimed, "Your skill is unparalleled! Although you haven't revealed your weapon, I can already tell you are Nanhua Yujian. And to be able to withstand the attacks of my fellow disciples, could it be that the Old Immortal Nanhua has come in person?"

The old soldier laughed heartily, increasing the force of his palm, and said, "You two dog Taoists, instead of cultivating in Mount Shu, have only just mastered a few rudimentary skills and come here to cause trouble. Since you recognize me, I'll let you try my 'Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Mixed Yuan Sword Formation'!"

After saying that, the Old Immortal Nanhua revealed the Measuring Heaven Sword Pot wrapped in cotton cloth, and then pulled it open in a fan shape. Immediately, seven gleaming silver swords resonated within the sword pot.

The Carefree Immortal said coldly, "Then

I'll take this opportunity to learn swordsmanship from the Old Immortal of Nanhua. Junior brother, you use the Five Elements Divine Beast Formation to guard your lower body, and watch me break his sword formation with the Four Symbols Flying Bird Formation." The Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha responded, then flicked his sleeves and unleashed his divine power. The Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha's kung fu belonged to the Asura School. Black clouds rose beneath his feet, revealing five elemental divine beasts: the Golden Turtle, the Wooden Crab, the Water Snake, the Fire Chicken, and the Earth Rat. Hundreds of these beasts swarmed across the palace courtyard, heading straight for the Old Immortal of Nanhua.

The Carefree Immortal chanted an incantation, his body rising into the air. His Kui Luo transformed into four types of birds: crows, black sparrows, wasps, and mountain eagles, each numbering over a hundred, and attacked from above.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha and the Carefree Immortal Lord joined forces. Just as the Old Immortal Nanhua was completely enveloped by the thick black clouds, making it difficult even for onlookers to breathe, a sharp, piercing sound rang out. Thousands of magnificent sword lights flashed from within the black clouds, like the sun breaking through the clouds. The Old Immortal Nanhua's Primordial Sword Qi instantly shattered the black clouds into pieces.

Seeing this, Liu Lang asked, "Xiao Chuo, is this your master? He's so powerful!"

Xiao Chuo smiled and said, "That's right, it's my master."

Murong Feixue said, "Xiao Chuo, why didn't you say so sooner? We were worried we couldn't defeat those two evil monks!"

Xiao Chuo said, "It was a coincidence; he just arrived. Because the Old Immortal and my father are very close, he originally came to celebrate my father's birthday, but he happened to run into our operation."

Liu Lang drew his Purple Jade Golden Eye Sword and said, "Excellent! What are we waiting for? Let's kill these two evil monks immediately and avenge the Yang family!"

With that, Liu Lang lunged at the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha.

Yang Sijie, not to be outdone, wielded her three-pointed, double-edged sword and delivered a heavy blow to Jiutian Xuanfo.

Jiutian Xuanfo and Xiaoyao Xianjun were already evenly matched against Nanhua Laoxian, but seeing Nanhua Laoxian suddenly arrive with reinforcements, they quickly split up.

Jiutian Xuanfo used his protective black dragon to block Yang Sijie's attack, but before he could retaliate, Murong Feixue, Miao Xueyan, and Yelü Changting stepped forward. These four women, along with Liu Lang and Murong Feixue, had already cultivated eight primordial spirits and had defeated Jiutian Xuanfo in Feihu City.

Jiutian Xuanfo couldn't understand why these people had suddenly appeared. Despite knowing victory was unlikely, he could only fight to the death.

Nanhua Laoxian and Xiao Chuo attacked Xiaoyao Xianjun from both sides. Even with Xiaoyao Xianjun's high cultivation, he couldn't withstand their uncle's onslaught. Nanhua Laoxian's seven swords and Xiao Chuo's six swords, a total of thirteen swords, completely surrounded Xiaoyao Xianjun.

The Five Elements Divine Beast Formation and the Four Symbols Flying Bird Formation of the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha and the Carefree Immortal Lord were on the verge of collapse. At this moment, Xiao Chuo slashed at the Carefree Immortal Lord with his sword. However, the Carefree Immortal Lord was fully focused on dealing with the seven swords of the Old Immortal of Nanhua. Suddenly, Xiao Chuo's sword struck his neck, and his head flew far away.

Xiao Chuo thought the Carefree Immortal Lord was dead, so he withdrew his sword. Just as he was feeling smug, he heard the Carefree Immortal Lord shout, "Indeed powerful! As long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood. I'll take my leave first."

The headless Carefree Immortal Lord rushed to where his head had fallen, picked up the head that Xiao Chuo had cut off, and then floated towards the roof of the main hall.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha glared fiercely at Liu Lang and said, "I have already experienced your skills, but I have other matters to attend to today, so I won't keep you company. We'll fight again another day!"

After saying this, the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha tried to fly away.

Liu Lang cried out, "Don't let him escape!"

Xiao Chuo leaped forward, her six swords flashing with azure light, and shouted, "He can't escape! Behold my Heavenly Dipper and Earthly Fiend Demon-Trapping Formation!"

The six swords unfurled like lotus flowers around the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha, rendering him immobile.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha exclaimed in surprise, "Demon-Trapping Formation?"

Xiao Chuo scoffed, "Even if you possess unparalleled divine skills, you'll have to stay obediently within my six swords for half an hour! Archers, prepare!"

"Fire!"

Liu Lang relayed the order to Xiao Chuo.

Instantly, arrows rained down on the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha. Liu Lang thought he could riddle the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha with arrows, but the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha roared, and ten golden dragons appeared around him. Although these golden dragons were not as large and ferocious as his black dragons, they formed an extremely sturdy defensive fortress, and the arrows, after flying past, could not harm him.

Yang Sijie took down the Heavenly Cold White Jade Bow and fired three arrows at the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha, but to no avail.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha laughed loudly and said, "Xiao Chuo, your Demon-Trapping Formation is powerful, but I also have a protective divine skill. At most, I can wear you down for half an hour. Your Nanhua Sword-Controlling Demon-Trapping Formation is a technique that consumes a lot of internal energy. Can you trap me for a whole day? Hmph, there are many of you today, and I'm too lazy to fight you. When I see the Southern Court King, I will send a large army to seek revenge on you."

Seeing the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha's arrogant appearance, no one had a way to deal with him.

Murong Feixue said, "He is using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Formation of the Asura Realm, which is also the best defensive formation, but it also consumes a lot of internal energy."

While Xiao Chuo used six swords to lock the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha, she said to Liu Lang, "You must quickly find a way to kill this evil monk. The Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha's internal energy is deeper than mine. I can't hold on for long."

Liu Lang looked anxiously at the Old Immortal of Nanhua.

Even the Old Immortal of Nanhua was helpless against the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha. He said to Liu Lang, "Why don't we have Xiao Chuo put away her sword formation and surround him together?"

Xiao Chuo replied, "No, this fellow is very cunning. I only managed to lock him down with my sword when he wasn't paying attention. If I let him go, it will be difficult to kill him again."

Liu Lang's eyes lit up, and he immediately had a solution. At this time, Marquis Wen Shan of Dongting had already fled, and Xiao Chuo's troops had taken control of the situation.

Liu Lang said, "Quickly, prepare some firewood."

Murong Feixue said, "The Heavenly Demon's Disintegration cannot be burned by fire, unless... Situ Mingfeng's Samadhi True Fire can burn him to death."

Liu Lang said, "If it can't be burned to death, then let's suffocate him with smoke!"

Liu Lang's words enlightened everyone. Yang Sijie immediately led people to bring a large amount of firewood and surrounded the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha, somewhat panicked, cursed, "Yang Liulang, you coward! If you have the guts, let me out and we'll fight three hundred rounds! Trying to choke me with smoke, what kind of hero are you?"

Seeing the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha's fear, Liulang knew this tactic was effective, so he chuckled and approached, personally lighting the fire, saying, "You broken monk, I don't believe I can't deal with you. Go report to the Underworld King!"

The Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha was immediately choked by the thick smoke, coughing and cursing, "Yang Liulang, you bastard! You'll die a horrible death!"

Seeing this, Yang Sijie was overjoyed, tears streaming down her face, for she was about to avenge her loved ones! Seeing that the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha hadn't yet suffocated, Yang Sijie ordered the soldiers to strip the clothes off the corpses and throw them onto the fire. Wet clothes would generate even more smoke. After burning for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xiao Chuo could no longer hold on, panting, and sheathed her sword.

As everyone cleared the fire, they saw that the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha had been choked to death by the thick smoke.

Everyone was overjoyed to see that the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha was dead.

The Old Immortal Nanhua patted Xiao Chuo on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Chuo, you truly surpass your master! In just two years, your swordsmanship has improved so quickly. In another ten or eight years, your master will be no match for you!"

Xiao Chuo smiled and thanked the Old Immortal Nanhua, then commanded her troops to suppress the rebels.

At this moment, Xiao Tianzuo arrived with his troops and immediately joined Xiao Chuo in clearing out Dongting Marquis Wenshan's forces. They discovered that Dongting Marquis Wenshan had vanished, and the battle was over in less than half an hour.

Xiao Chuo checked the time and found it was just past midnight. She then ordered the arrest of Dongting Marquis Wenshan, and his entire family was executed on the spot. His generals and officials, all of the fourth rank and above, were imprisoned as accomplices, to be handed over to the Ministry of Justice upon their return to Huanglong Prefecture. She then arranged for patrols and discussed with Yelü Xian and Liu Lang the details of escorting the coffin back to Huanglong Prefecture the next day.

In Chapter Eight,

because Yelü Xian's prestige in the court was not very high, Xiao Chuo ordered her trusted minister Han De to set off overnight to return to Huanglong Prefecture. She also ordered four elite members of the Black Tiger Hall to immediately go to the capital. After returning to the capital, they were to work with Xiao Tianyou, the commander of the Imperial Guards, to take control of the military power in the capital.

Yelü Xian sighed repeatedly. He knew he lacked the power to influence the situation. Back when Emperor Muzong of Liao seized the throne, he had wreaked havoc in the palace, killing over a dozen of his own brothers and nephews. Now that it was his turn, he only hoped for less opposition and fewer deaths, so that he could at least face his ancestors with a clear conscience.

Xiao Diao, having finished dealing with state affairs, came to comfort Xiao Nanyang.

Xiao Nanyang was deeply saddened. Despite having personally killed Emperor Muzong, the memory of so many innocent young girls being murdered, and the images of those girls and two concubines struggling in their final moments, still lingered in his mind.

Xiao Chuo embraced Xiao Nanyang and said, "Nanyang, it's all in the past now. Try to think positively! Prince Jing is now the Emperor of Liao. No one will bully you anymore."

Xiao Nanyang nodded and said, "I know, sister, you don't need to worry about me."

Xiao Chuo frowned, thought for a moment, and then said to Xiao Nanyang, "Nanyang, you've been very weak these past two days. You need to rest. Go and rest! We have to set off for Huanglong Prefecture at dawn."

Xiao Nanyang nodded and went into the inner hall to rest.

After entering, the Old Immortal of Nanhua smiled at Xiao Chuo and said, "My good disciple, congratulations on ascending to the position of Empress!"

Xiao Chuo replied, "Master, the Emperor has not yet officially appointed me Empress; I am still a Princess."

The Old Immortal of Nanhua said, "That's only a matter of time."

Xiao Chuo said, "Prince Jing's smooth ascension to the throne is largely thanks to Master's assistance in coming from Nanhua Mountain. Otherwise, I truly wouldn't have been able to deal with those two Imperial Preceptors alone."

The Old Immortal of Nanhua chuckled and said, "Who told you to be my good disciple? For you, I would go through fire and water without hesitation! Those two demonic monks are indeed not simple, but I can still handle them. As for all the masters in the world, there are only one or two who can truly trouble me..."

Xiao Chuo asked, "Who are they?"

The Old Immortal of Nanhua said, "Situ Mingfeng is not only the number one Qimen master in the world, but with his cultivation, he is probably unmatched in both the Cultivation God Realm and the Asura Realm. I admit I am no match for him; the other is the Black Mountain Blood Demon. Although I have never fought him, he is indeed formidable." Damn, if I fight for my life, I can probably fight to a draw with him. If you meet the two of them in the future, don't fight forcefully!

Xiao Chuo nodded and said, "Disciple must keep this in mind." "

Old Immortal Nanhua said again: "My good disciple, I have another purpose for going down the mountain this time..."

Xiao Chuo was so smart that he immediately understood the meaning of Old Immortal Nanhua's words. His face sank and he said, "Master, I respect you, so I'd better not mention that matter. When I should help you, I will naturally..."

At this time, Liu Lang came in, and Xiao Chuo said: "Let's talk about that matter later.

The old immortal from Nanhua expressed his displeasure and said, "I will go back to Nanhua Mountain tomorrow." "

Xiao Chuo saw off the old fairy queen of Nanhua. Liu Lang stepped forward and hugged Xiao Chuo, asking: "Xiao Chuo, what does your master want to see you for? You seem to be in trouble!

Xiao Chuo said: "He expects me to be his matchmaker."

Liu Lang said happily: "Your master is so old and still has such thoughts?" Don't know who he likes? "

Xiao Tuo said softly: "He is a person who will never like him. "

Who?"

Mukuro asked in surprise.

“Shi Yutang!”

Xiao Chuo shook her head and smiled bitterly, “Tianshan Sword Control and Nanhua Sword Control originally came from the same school. Although my master is over sixty years old, he is still a virgin. For Shi Yutang, he has never married. But… Shi Yutang only has Lan Yutang in her heart, and my master is not good with words. Alas, how can I tell Shi Yutang?”

Liu Lang was stunned and said, “Such a thing is true?”

Liu Lang thought: This Shi Yutang is Yanzi’s master and my dream lover. Although I haven’t even met her yet, I am already infatuated with her. How can I let her go to someone else? But I can’t tell Xiao Chuo about this now. Thinking of this, Liu Lang chuckled and said, "Xiao Chuo, we were able to kill the Nine Heavens Mystic Buddha today thanks to you, but you expended a lot of internal energy. I'll compensate you now; let me give you a kiss first."

Xiao Chuo curled her lips and said, "You little lecher, I am now the Empress of the Great Liao. The Emperor is still discussing the funeral arrangements for Emperor Muzong of Liao with his ministers, and you want to have an affair with the Empress here?"

Liu Lang chuckled and moved closer to Xiao Chuo, grabbing her slender waist like a mischievous child. Before Xiao Chuo could resist, he pulled open her clothes and began his assault.

At this moment, Xiao Nanyang had already gone to rest in the inner palace. The inner palace's bedroom was only separated from Liu Lang's place by a corridor and a screen. Xiao Nanyang was a martial artist with excellent hearing, so she heard every word of Xiao Chuo and Liu Lang's conversation. She thought to herself: I never thought that someone as elegant and proud as my sister would do such a shameful thing.

After listening to Liu Lang and Xiao Nanyang agree on the terms, Xiao Nanyang heard Xiao Chuo's intermittent moans. Then she heard Xiao Chuo instructing Liu Lang: "Be gentle. I am four months pregnant now. If it is a prince, he will be the future emperor of the Liao Dynasty. If you ruin him, I will not forgive you..."

Xiao Nanyang blushed upon hearing this.

Around four in the morning, Xiao Chuo slowly entered the inner palace. Seeing that Xiao Nanyang was still awake, she sat down and said to him, "I know you heard, and actually, I didn't want to hide it from you. My purpose was to let you know that I had to do this. Do you remember why Father sent us sisters to the three sacred mountains to cultivate unparalleled martial arts? When Mother passed away, we were too young to know the reason. Later, Father told me that when Mother took us out, she encountered the newly enthroned Emperor Muzong of Liao. Emperor Muzong saw that Mother was beautiful and had improper thoughts about her. So he tricked Mother into the palace to rape her, but Mother, being of a strong nature, threw herself against the Jinde Hall and ended her life. Father, after much grief, decided to give away all the family wealth to send us to the best places to learn the best martial arts. So you went to Kunlun Mountain, I went to Nanhua Mountain, and you went to Xingxiu Sea. Time flies, and several seasons have passed. You and I have all worked hard and made some progress in our skills, but you two..."

“Sister, you’re so obsessed with Chu Tianpeng; and you? You can’t forget your senior sister…”

Xiao Nanyang couldn’t hold back her tears and buried her face in Xiao Chuo’s arms.

Xiao Chuo comforted her, “Nanyang, I need you to be strong. Our Xiao family still needs us to revitalize it. We sisters will be the masters of this world. The territory of the Liao Dynasty will be in our hands, growing ever larger every day. I need your help.”

“Sister! I…”

Xiao Chuo hugged Xiao Nanyang’s head and said, “Only love between a man and a woman is true love. I hope you will understand one day. Liu Lang is my true husband, and I don’t intend to hide it from you. As for me and Prince Jing, nothing happened. Years ago, before I married Prince Jing, he broke his body and lost his manhood, but I didn’t want to live like that for the rest of my life…”

A glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in Xiao Nanyang’s heart. She finally understood Xiao Chuo’s good intentions, and with a firm determination comes a strong will! So Xiao Nanyang decided that from today onwards, she would be like Xiao Chuo, someone who wouldn’t be controlled by fate.

Seeing that Xiao Nanyang had finally understood, Xiao Chuo smiled gently.

Xiao Nanyang suddenly asked, "Sister, I just heard brother-in-law say that you have a divine elixir on your body? It's said that eating it can increase one's power and grant eternal youth. Is that true?"

Xiao Chuo smiled and said, "There is such a thing, but whether it's effective, I don't know."

Xiao Nanyang quickly asked, "Then do I have such a divine elixir on my body?"

Xiao Chuo said, "I estimate your power isn't strong enough yet; even if you did, the effect wouldn't be very noticeable."

Xiao Nanyang then said, "Then can I eat your divine elixir, sister?"

Xiao Chuo laughed, "How could I possibly accept that? But if you dare to eat it, I'll feed it to you!"

Seeing Xiao Nanyang hesitate, and realizing he really wanted to eat it, Xiao Chuo changed her mind, saying, "This Three Peaks Sacred Medicine is originally for men; its effects on women may not be as noticeable. Besides, the black lead in my lower body only appears when I'm extremely aroused. Do you have a way to get it?"

As Xiao Chuo and Xiao Nanyang were talking, Liu Lang quietly crept in. Xiao Chuo exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing in here?"

Liu Lang chuckled, shamelessly slipping into Xiao Chuo and Xiao Nanyang's bedding, embracing Xiao Chuo, and said, "Xiao Chuo, I know you're afraid of the cold, so I've come to warm you up." "Body."

As he spoke, Liu Lang's large hand reached out to touch Xiao Chuo... Liu Lang laughed and said,

"I'll keep you company tonight, and it'll be a good opportunity for my little sister to broaden her horizons." Xiao Chuo spat and said, "Who wants you to keep me company? What nonsense are you talking about?" Liu Lang hugged Xiao Chuo and laughed, "If I don't teach her, how will she know the wonders of love between men and women? If I don't teach her about matters between men and women, how will she forget her senior sister?" Xiao Chuo knew she couldn't persuade Liu Lang, and besides, what Liu Lang said made sense, but she still stubbornly said, "No way, Xiao Nanyang and I are sisters, how can I do this with you?" But you could see a hint of joy in Xiao Chuo's eyebrows and the corners of her eyes. Liu Lang laughed, "Xiao Chuo, let me help you undress..." He removed Xiao Chuo's outer robe, leaving her only in a sheer vest, then lay down beside her, gently stroking her smooth, silken skin and kissing her flushed cheeks. He said softly, "Xiao Chuo, you've really worked hard! Do you know? If it weren't for your concern for the unification of the Liao Dynasty, I would never have let you return to Huanglong Prefecture!" Xiao Chuo said, "If the Liao Dynasty cannot be stabilized in time, it cannot continue fighting! After I leave, you will help me guard Yuti Pass and Ordo Banner." Liu Lang smiled faintly and said, "No problem! After you return, we will work together to quell the Mongol rebels, and finally deal with Yelü Sage. Let's not talk about these things now, we need to hurry..." Xiao Chuo spat, "You little rascal!" Liu Lang smiled slightly and said sincerely, "My darling, I love you to death!" As he spoke, his movements became even gentler. Xiao Chuo's jade hand reached between Liu Lang's legs and stroked him through his clothes, her voice trembling as she asked, "You can still do it?" At this moment, Liu Lang took off his clothes, while Xiao Chuo grasped Liu Lang's dragon spear and began to stroke it, saying, "It's too powerful. I wonder if Nanyang can handle it?" Xiao Nanyang's cheeks flushed, and he said, "You guys are so naughty, deliberately teasing me." After saying that, Xiao Nanyang covered his face with the blanket. Liu Lang laughed, "Nanyang, I'll show you right now." With that, Liu Lang pounced on Xiao Chuo… Liu Lang removed Xiao Chuo's lower garment, caressing her dark pubic hair, and said, "Xiao Chuo, are you already wet?" Xiao Chuo replied shyly, "Isn't that a problem?" Liu Lang slowly stroked her dark pubic hair with his fingers, laughing, "It's said that the thicker a woman's pubic hair, the stronger her desire. Is that true?" Xiao Chuo spat, "Nonsense!" Liu Lang whispered in Xiao Chuo's ear, "The more wanton you are, the more I like it." Xiao Chuo groaned, "Don't hurt my baby." At this moment, Liu Lang gently parted Xiao Chuo's legs, then thrust his lower body forward, his dragon spear entering her warm and moist secret passage. Xiao Chuo trembled instantly, then embraced Liu Lang. Liu Lang slowly advanced, finally penetrating to the deepest part of Xiao Chuo's body. Liu Lang slightly propped himself up and began to slowly move his hips. Xiao Chuo whispered, "It feels so good!" Liu Lang leaned down and kissed Xiao Chuo's earlobe, laughing, "It's so warm and soft inside, and the entrance and the center of your flower are so tight. And every time I insert it, it sucks. It's absolutely wonderful!" Xiao Chuo blushed and spat, "If you're going to flatter me, you don't have to exaggerate like that." Liu Lang said seriously, "I'm not exaggerating at all. I'm telling the truth, especially those two treasures on your chest. Just looking at them makes me unable to resist. I wonder if your little sister's are as big as yours?" As he spoke, Liu Lang reached out and touched Xiao Nanyang. Although Xiao Nanyang covered her face with the blanket, she could still clearly hear Liu Lang and Xiao Chuo's voices. Hearing Xiao Chuo's sweet moans stirred her heart. Xiao Nanyang wasn't the type to be obsessed with other women; rather, she hadn't received the care of a devoted man and was now aroused by Liu Lang's teasing. So when Liu Lang's large hand entered, she resisted briefly, then half-heartedly submitted to his advances. Liu Lang gently caressed Xiao Nanyang, quickly arousing her with excited moans. Liu Lang's hard, large penis gently thrust in and out of Xiao Chuo's vagina, occasionally veering to the left and right, causing her to arch her slender waist involuntarily. Liu Lang chuckled softly, "Baby, don't rush, this is the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, I won't go too deep..." Xiao Chuo gave a coquettish "Mmm," swaying her hips, and surprisingly, pulled Liu Lang's penis out of her body. Seeing this, Liu Lang first held Xiao Chuo down, then turned his buttocks so that his dragon spear followed closely to the entrance of her honey hole, so that the huge glans could always tease her slippery and thick honey lips. He laughed and said, "Xiao Chuo, are you trying to tease me?" Xiao Chuo dodged left and right, but could not escape Liu Lang's teasing. Her two fleshy lips were covered with sticky honey. Liu Lang laughed, "So you know this trick of cutting an oyster to extract a pearl. It'll be quite a treat to see you perform it..." Seeing that she couldn't dodge, Xiao Chuo straightened her upper body and moved closer to Liu Lang. Liu Lang then thrust his glans into Xiao Chuo's body, but her buttocks kept dodging. Xiao Chuo's delicate body twisted, her face flushed, and she kept panting. Liu Lang then thrust in forcefully, piercing straight to her core, making her cry out in pleasure, "Ah!" She lifted her jade buttocks and moaned, "Liu Lang... faster..." Liu Lang laughed, "Good!" Liu Lang's hands wrapped around Xiao Chuo's slender waist, and his dragon spear thrust in and out quickly and fiercely, making Xiao Chuo cry out in pleasure. She couldn't help but grab Liu Lang's arm tightly. Liu Lang's dragon spear plunged into and withdrew from Xiao Chuo's tender, red vulva, causing her inner thighs to glisten with slippery love juice. Suddenly, her vulva gripped the spear tightly, and Liu Lang pulled her into his arms, kissing her lips. Xiao Chuo trembled violently before collapsing completely. Xiao Nanyang watched, her face flushed and her heart pounding. It was the first time she had witnessed such a passionate scene, which clearly aroused her desire. Seeing this, Liu Lang pulled Xiao Nanyang's hand and made her hold his spear. Xiao Nanyang felt the thickness and firmness of Liu Lang's spear, and her delicate body trembled slightly. At this moment, Liu Lang removed Xiao Nanyang's light green undergarment, revealing her full breasts that rippled with dazzling waves. He then brought his thick, hard penis to the entrance of her tender orifice. Xiao Nanyang trembled instantly, her snow-white skin turning a pleasing pink. Liu Lang then forced his penis into her hot, moist lips, causing her to wince and tense up. Holding Xiao Nanyang's slender waist, Liu Lang slowly inserted his penis into her body. Xiao Nanyang screamed, groaning in pain, "It's too big..." Liu Lang said, "Don't be afraid." He continued, and although her vagina was already lubricated, it was still incredibly tight. Suddenly, Liu Lang felt something blocking the tip of his penis, so he pressed down forcefully, forcing it through the hymen. Xiao Nanyang shuddered and cried out in pain.

Liu Lang leaned down and gently kissed Xiao Nanyang, softly saying, "Don't cry, baby, your brother-in-law loves you..."

Xiao Chuo smiled sweetly at this, leaning close to Xiao Nanyang's ear to comfort her softly.

Liu Lang stroked Xiao Nanyang's soft breasts while making very small thrusts.

At first, Xiao Nanyang was quite uncomfortable, but after a moment she began to moan softly.

Xiao Chuo made a face at Liu Lang, who smiled slightly and began to slowly thrust, employing the nine shallow and one deep technique.

Xiao Nanyang's pretty face flushed again, this time from passion, her bright eyes watery and very alluring.

As Liu Lang thrust, Xiao Nanyang's honeyed orifice became increasingly wet, so Liu Lang began to increase his speed, his large glans slamming heavily against her soft clitoris, causing Xiao Nanyang

to cry out "Ah!", but Liu Lang continued to thrust rapidly, giving her no chance to catch her breath.

Xiao Nanyang's beautiful face contorted instantly, her small mouth opening to emit soft moans of pain and pleasure. Her long legs wrapped around Liu Lang's buttocks.

Liu Lang had been holding back for a long time, but now he could no longer endure it and began to thrust relentlessly, his dragon spear already hard to its limit inside Xiao Nanyang.

Xiao Nanyang's face was pale, beads of sweat appearing on her forehead. Seeing this, Xiao Chuo stroked Xiao Nanyang and said, "Nanyang, bear with it, your brother-in-law is about to give it to you!" Xiao Nanyang

gritted her teeth and nodded, then waves of tingling sensations swept through her body.

Liu Lang gripped Xiao Nanyang's slender waist and thrust his dragon spear to its deepest point, his glans swelling and contracting before ejaculating streams of hot semen onto her flower core. Stimulated by this, Xiao Nanyang trembled all over and also climaxed.

After another round of lovemaking with Liu Lang, Xiao Nanyang's delicate body went limp on the bed.

Afterwards, Liu Lang and Xiao Chuo shared some more affectionate moments. Liu Lang touched Xiao Chuo's belly and laughed, "Will the son here inherit the throne of Liao in the future?"

Xiao Chuo replied sweetly, "That's for sure!"

But as soon as she finished speaking, a scream rang out: "Ah!"

Liu Lang and the other two couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound, only to see Yelü Xian, who had only been on the throne for less than a day, clutching his chest and crouching down in pain. It turned out that Yelü Xian had just finished discussing the funeral arrangements for Emperor Muzong of Liao and the important matters to be addressed upon his return to court with his ministers. Only then did he have time to find Xiao Chuo. He had intended to reminisce about their marital relationship and thank her for her help, but he never expected to witness this scene. Not only were the sisters sharing a husband, but seeing his beloved wife's swollen belly, it was clear that the child was not his. Thinking of his own incompetence, Xiao Chuo's betrayal, and her pregnancy, Yelü Xian suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, a mouthful of blood welled up, and he collapsed to the ground.

The three of them were all shocked. Liu Lang rushed over and said, "He's dead!"

"What?"

Xiao Chuo quickly put on her clothes and came over to check. She never expected that Yelü Xian would break his heart in a fit of anger. This was all because he saw her and Liu Lang's behavior, especially her saying that she wanted the child in her womb to be the emperor. But this child was Liu Lang's, which was undoubtedly a fatal blow to Yelü Xian.

Xiao Chuo sighed softly, saying, "I've let him down so much."

Seeing that Xiao Chuo still had feelings for Yelü Xian, Liu Lang said, "Xiao Chuo, I didn't expect this either. Actually, I planned to talk to him later and ask him to give you to me. Anyway, he's not good in that area and doesn't have the ability to manage the court. We can just give him a city. Who knew that he was so narrow-minded and actually died of anger! Alas!"

Xiao Chuo sighed, "It's not that he was narrow-minded. No one could bear such a thing happening to them!"

Xiao Nanyang advised, "Sister, Prince Jing is dead. Don't be sad. Anyway, he wasn't your real husband. He only had the title!"

Xiao Chuo nodded and said, "But he was still a very dutiful man..."

Liu Lang said, "Then let's give him a proper burial!"

After Yelü Xian's death, the throne of the Liao Dynasty was vacant, which was a very thorny issue. Xiao Chuo was also very troubled by this. She summoned everyone to discuss it overnight. Finally, Murong Feixue gave an idea. She believed that under the current circumstances, the news of Yelü Xian's death should not be announced.

Xiao Siwen asked, "Then what should we do?"

Murong Feixue replied, "Uncle, we should find someone to impersonate Prince Jing, stabilize the Liao Dynasty first, then send a large army to reclaim Erdo Banner, quell the Mongols, and announce Prince Jing's death after we have the situation under control."

Xiao Chuo nodded, "That's what I think too. The current situation is chaotic. Neither Yelü Hongduo nor Yelü Sage will let things go easily. If they hear of the new emperor's death, they will surely cause trouble. Besides, Yelü Sage never wanted to submit to us. But who should we let impersonate Prince Jing to succeed to the throne?"

Liu Lang chuckled, "Can I do it?"

Xiao Chuo said, "You can't, because you don't know any of the Liao Dynasty's civil and military officials. You have no way to handle things. If the new emperor doesn't gain the approval of the old ministers in the court, the Liao Dynasty..." "It will cause chaos, which would be giving Yelü Sage an opportunity."

Murong Feixue said, "I am proficient in disguise and can make a mask for Prince Jing before the army sets off tomorrow. But the key is to find someone familiar with the civil and military officials of the Liao Dynasty. Logically speaking, Xiao Chuo is the most suitable..."

Xiao Chuo sighed, "But I still have to stay and attack the Mongols."

At this moment, Xiao Tianzuo stepped forward and said, "Let me do it!"

Xiao Chuo thought for a moment and said, "That's the only way! Xiao Tianzuo knows most of the important old ministers in the court. With my father cooperating with him, we can first stabilize the Liao Dynasty and control the military. After we recover the Ordo Banner, we can return to the court to suppress the Liao Dynasty."

After some discussion, Xiao Chuo decided to let Xiao Siwen and Xiao Tianzuo take the remains of Emperor Muzong of Liao back to the court to hold a funeral for him.

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of episode 19 of "Conquering the World": [Note]: The online version is titled "The Journey of a Noble Family". Liu Lang has acquired the three Xiao sisters, effectively controlling half of the Liao army. He then launches an attack on Mongolia to avenge Yang Sijie's mother's death. What changes will the battle at Pearl River and Baicaotan bring to the relationship between Liao and Mongolia? Liu Lang is struck by the Heavenly Fox's Heavenly Bell, his primordial spirit on the verge of collapse. He is forced to seek help from the White Wolf Mother, but she cannot sacrifice herself to save him. How will Liu Lang find a way to survive? Chapter 1: Xiao Ming'er. The next day, following Xiao Chuo's ingenious plan, Liu Lang first summons Le Mei and Hai Tang. Xiao Chuo had already instructed them to obey Liu Lang's orders, so when Liu Lang told them what to do, they readily agreed. Liu Lang said, "After this is done, you should take Chu Tianpeng and fly far away. Don't stay here any longer!" Le Mei and Hai Tang were overjoyed to hear this and thanked Liu Lang repeatedly before leaving to prepare for the tasks he had entrusted to them. Afterwards, Liu Lang went to find Xiao Ming'er and saw her studying a map. He approached her and said, "Sister, you're working so hard!" Xiao Ming'er, seeing it was Liu Lang, straightened up and offered him her seat, saying, "We will have to fight the Mongol army to the death sooner or later. Xiao Chuo's idea is to directly attack and capture the Mongol capital, Ulge, to completely conquer Mongolia and make it part of the Liao Dynasty. From now on, there will be no more Mongol Khans, only the people of our Liao Dynasty." Liu Lang nodded and said, "Sister, you've worked hard!" Xiao Ming'er continued, "After crossing the Ordos Grassland, the terrain to the north is very complex, and some of the markings on this map are incorrect. I'm correcting them one by one. Do you need anything?"

Liu Lang nodded and said, "Before leaving, Xiao Chuo asked me to take good care of you. Your sister said you're not in good health and need to pay attention to your nutrition. Also, you've been in a bad mood lately, so she asked me to keep you company and talk to you more."

Xiao Ming'er laughed and said, "Xiao Chuo is really something, actually asking you to keep me company and talk to me. Aren't you afraid that I'll have an affair with you?"

As she spoke, Xiao Ming'er giggled.

Although Xiao Ming'er said such things, Liu Lang knew she was just joking and didn't really like him, so he said, "Really? Xiao Chuo said you already have someone you like, Chu Tianpeng, the assassin from the Flying Tiger Hall. And Chu Tianpeng is not only skilled in both literature and martial arts, but also plays the flute beautifully. I heard you're determined to marry him, sister."

Xiao Ming'er blushed upon hearing this and said, "You know about this too? Xiao Chuo, really, she tells you everything!"

Liu Lang chuckled and said, "Xiao Chuo and I are husband and wife, of course she tells me everything. Besides, we're family. I sincerely hope you can find a man who is outstanding in character, appearance, and martial arts!"

Xiao Ming'er said shyly, "Chu Tianpeng is not... " "Wrong, and he really is very good to me!"

Liu Lang sneered. "Really? Then could you introduce me to Chu Tianpeng, sister?"

Xiao Ming'er thought for a moment and said, "Sure! You'll meet him sooner or later anyway, so I'll take you to him now."

On the way to find Chu Tianpeng, Liu Lang said, "Sister, I heard from Xiao Chuo that there are two women in the Black Tiger Hall who are deeply in love with Chu Tianpeng, which means they are your rivals in love!"

Xiao Ming'er smiled and said, "You mean Le Mei and Hai Tang? They are my junior sisters, and they are just ordinary senior and junior brothers and sisters with Tianpeng. Tianpeng told me that he only loves me and doesn't like them at all. They are just deluding themselves."

After saying that, Xiao Ming'er smiled smugly.

Liu Lang thought to himself: When you see the three of them being affectionate, that's when you'll cry!

When Xiao Ming'er brought Liu Lang to the temporary residence of the Black Tiger Hall elites, she asked a guard, "Where is Chu Tianpeng?"

The guard replied, "Chu Tianpeng was here just now, but later he went to the backyard with Le Mei."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming'er led Liu Lang to the backyard, but after searching around, they couldn't find Chu Tianpeng.

Liu Lang then said to the anxious Xiao Ming'er, "Sister, don't worry, let's go look in Le Mei's room."

Liu Lang and Xiao Ming'er went to Le Mei's residence in the west courtyard of the Black Tiger Hall, but as soon as they entered the courtyard, they heard a woman's laughter coming from inside.

Xiao Ming'er's heart sank. She walked to the front of the house and heard Le Mei's voice: "Tianpeng, you're so bad! How can you be so strong? Slow down..."

Upon hearing this voice, Xiao Ming'er immediately understood what Le Mei and Chu Tianpeng were doing. She trembled with anger, but she still couldn't believe that Chu Tianpeng would be having an affair with Le Mei behind her back. So she quickly went inside and kicked open the door to the inner room. However, the scene before her almost made her faint with rage. Chu Tianpeng and Le Mei were naked and embracing, and Haitang was beside them. They seemed oblivious to the noise Xiao Ming'er was making.

Le Mei, with her back to the door, was held in Chu Tianpeng's arms, her snow-white buttocks swaying as she said, "Tianpeng, I have things to take care of in a bit, hurry up!"

Haitang, naked, laughed, "Tianpeng, you're so biased! You were with Senior Sister Le Mei twice yesterday, you have to make it up to me today, can't you do it with me one more time?"

Chu Tianpeng said, "Junior Sister Haitang, be good! Senior Brother will send you to paradise in a bit, just wait patiently."

After saying that, Chu Tianpeng hugged Le Mei and began to make love.

Xiao Ming'er was so angry she almost fainted. Unable to contain her rage any longer, she stormed towards Chu Tianpeng and slapped him hard across the face, yelling, "Shameless!"

Chu Tianpeng was shocked to see Xiao Ming'er's furious expression and quickly said, "Ming'er, let me explain..."

At this moment, Liu Lang also stepped forward and slapped Chu Tianpeng, saying, "What's there to explain?"

Then, Liu Lang turned to Xiao Ming'er and said, "Sister, don't be angry. It's not worth ruining your health!"

Xiao Ming'er trembled violently, covered her face with her hands, and ran out crying.

After learning of Chu Tianpeng's betrayal, Xiao Ming'er ran back to her room and smashed everything in it to pieces. Everyone knew she was heartbroken, and since it was difficult to console her, they could only let her vent her anger.

After smashing everything in the room, Xiao Ming'er was still not satisfied. She drew her sword to go find Chu Tianpeng, but he had already disappeared. Unable

to find him, Xiao Ming'er threw down her sword, stomped her foot, and said angrily, "Chu Tianpeng, if the ship lets me find you, I'll kill you!"

Back in her room, Xiao Ming'er stared blankly at the wall.

At this moment, Liu Lang entered Xiao Ming'er's room, sat down beside her, and said, "Sister, seeing how angry you are, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have asked you to take me to see Chu Tianpeng. If we hadn't gone to him, that wouldn't have happened!"

Xiao Ming'er said, "Liu Lang, how can this be your fault? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known Chu Tianpeng was this kind of person. I'm so angry! I must go to him and kill him!"

Liu Lang quickly stopped Xiao Ming'er, saying, "Sister, it's not worth getting so upset over someone like that! Besides, it's so late, and since he did something wrong, he naturally wouldn't dare to see you. He must be hiding somewhere. Let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Seeing that Xiao Ming'er was still upset, Liu Lang took her cold, jade-like hand and said, "Sister, Xiao... " "Since Zhuo and Nanyang aren't here, it's my duty to take care of you. Your hands are so cold; be careful not to catch a cold. I suggest you take off your clothes and get under the covers to warm up! I'll have someone bring the food over later."

Xiao Ming'er said angrily, "I won't eat. Right now, I want to find that ungrateful wretch and chop him into a thousand pieces. Only then can I vent my anger."

Liu Lang laughed, "Sister, you're so cruel! Chopping him into so many pieces at once, he'll be nothing but mud."

Xiao Ming'er said, "That's for the best!"

Liu Lang chuckled as he took off Xiao Ming'er's shoes, then placed her feet on the bed, and covered her with the blanket, saying, "Sister, rest for a while. I'll go get you a bowl of hot soup to warm you up."

With that, Liu Lang left.

Soon after, Liu Lang returned carrying a steaming bowl of delicious soup.

Xiao Ming'er, still angry, said, "I won't eat!"

Hearing this, Liu Lang didn't rush to make her drink the soup. Instead, he placed the soup on the table, ladled out a bowl, and sat down beside her, patiently saying, "Sister, if you get too hungry, Xiao Chuo will definitely not forgive me when she returns. Besides, I'm worried about your health. Drink it while it's hot! Here, let me feed you."

Seeing Liu Lang's sincere attitude, Xiao Ming'er felt grateful. Moreover, a woman needs a man's tender care most at this time.

After feeding Xiao Ming'er a few sips of soup, Liu Lang said, "Sister, to be honest, this is actually better. If you really stayed with Chu Tianpeng, it would be like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung!"

Xiao Ming'er chuckled but didn't speak. She had been infatuated with Chu Tianpeng before, but had never received a genuine response from him. Now, however, she received a touch of tenderness from Liu Lang. Yet, Liu Lang was her brother-in-law, causing Xiao Ming'er to sigh.

Liu Lang asked, "Why did you sigh, sister?"

Xiao Ming'er said softly, "Liu Lang, no wonder Xiao Chuo took a liking to you. You are so considerate to people!"

Liu Lang said smugly, "That's true. Not only does Xiao Chuo like me, but even Nanyang likes me..."

He immediately realized his mistake.

Xiao Ming'er pressed, "What about Nanyang?"

Liu Lang laughed, "To be honest, Nanyang is with me too."

Xiao Ming'er exclaimed in surprise, "You're lying! How could that be?"

Liu Lang said seriously, "I'm not lying to you! And seriously, given Nanyang's personality, she might not be interested in anyone else but me. Besides, she's already agreed to live with me, so you mustn't tell her anything and make her overthink!"

Xiao Ming'er nodded silently, but thought to herself, "This brother-in-law is quick on his feet! He's already got Xiao Chuo and Nanyang so quickly."

At that moment, Liu Lang seized the opportunity... He reached out and wrapped his arms around Xiao Ming'er's slender waist, saying, "Sister, why don't you come with me too? I'll treat you well."

Xiao Ming'er was startled. She had initially thought Liu Lang was joking, but then realized he was serious. She panicked and said, "Liu Lang, this won't do! I'm Xiao Chuo's sister!"

Liu Lang, however, held Xiao Ming'er tightly, saying, "Sister, of the three Xiao sisters, Xiao Chuo and Nanyang are with me, leaving you alone. Don't you feel lonely? Didn't you just say I'm good to women? I'll treat you the same way from now on." "!"

Xiao Ming'er shook her head and said, "But..."

Liu Lang said, "No buts, do you really think Chu Tianpeng will change his mind?"

Xiao Ming'er said angrily, "Don't mention him! I'd rather never marry than marry him! And whenever I see him, I must cut off his evil thing, only then can I feel relieved."

Liu Lang said, "Sister, then come with me! And you won't have to separate from Xiao Chuo and Nanyang, and you won't have to be angry about Chu Tianpeng anymore. I will make you happy!"

Xiao Ming'er said, "Don't mention this for now, don't be impatient, I..." "I need to discuss this with Xiao Chuo."

Liu Lang kissed Xiao Ming'er on the cheek and said, "But I want to kiss you now..."

Liu Lang gazed at the beautiful Xiao Ming'er, whose skin was as white and translucent as snow, like a carved jade ball. Her beautiful eyes were as clear and transparent as a pool of crystal spring water, charming and touching. Her oval face, paired with her bright red and tender lips, delicate nose, and beautiful upturned chin, made her appear gentle and charming, like a fairy descended from heaven, possessing a beauty that could topple kingdoms and cities, a beauty that could shame flowers and hide the moon, a beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall.

"Ming'er, you are so beautiful!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming'er was so shy that she couldn't lift her head.

Liu Lang impatiently pulled Xiao Ming'er's soft, boneless body into his arms, making her both ashamed and afraid. However, she didn't break free from his embrace. Liu Lang's hands, which had been around her slender waist, began to roam freely over her body…

Liu Lang's audacity made Xiao Ming'er blush with shyness, tightly closing her beautiful eyes, letting him touch her body.

Then, Liu Lang removed Xiao Ming'er's snow-white bodice, revealing her high, firm breasts heaving. He then parted her legs, revealing a lush, green pubic area, and a trickle of milky-white fluid seeping from her pink and tender vulva. He knew Xiao Ming'er was aroused, so he embraced her, letting her long, snow-white legs wrap around his waist. He then thrust his lower body into her, and suddenly, Liu Lang's thick, long penis entered her.

"Ah..."

As Liu Lang's dragon spear entered Xiao Ming'er's body, he immediately felt a sense of urgency. Experience told him that this was a virgin's vagina, which had never had sexual experience before. Therefore, he did not force his dragon spear in, but stopped at the vaginal opening and slowly rotated and ground it.

Liu Lang could feel a thin and elastic membrane in front of his glans, which was stretched to its limit under the continuous pressure of his glans. Liu Lang knew that was the last barrier to entering Xiao Ming'er's body—the hymen.

Liu Lang's dragon spear continued to thrust forward, causing Xiao Ming'er's hymen to stretch continuously. Although the hymen was still stubbornly guarding Xiao Ming'er's sacred paradise, it was already at its limit and could not hold on for much longer.

A stunning beauty's first blood, a beautiful woman's virginity broken! A flower-like jade maiden's virginity was broken, a pure virgin cried out in pain.

At this moment, Liu Lang was deeply inside Xiao Ming'er's body, his dragon spear hard and hot, filling Xiao Ming'er's tender and incredibly tight vagina.

"Sister Ming'er, I've finally got you!"

Liu Lang exclaimed excitedly.

Xiao Ming'er seemed to writhe in excitement and discomfort, saying, "Liu Lang, hurry up!" An

indescribable pleasure surged through Liu Lang's heart, and driven by excitement, he began to slowly and powerfully thrust his dragon spear in and out.

As the dragon spear was pulled out of Xiao Ming'er's body, Liu Lang saw drops of bright red blood splattering onto the ground—Xiao Ming'er's virgin blood! Then Liu Lang plunged the dragon spear straight into the deepest part of Xiao Ming'er's secret passage.

Because of Liu Lang's forceful thrusting, when the head of his penis struck the cervix, he could clearly feel the trembling of her vagina. He then pulled his penis out a little, and then thrust it in even harder. Xiao Ming'er's body trembled almost like her vagina. Her two pink labia had already turned red and taut from the forceful pressure. The entrance to her vagina was stretched wide by the enormous penis, and the delicate mucous membranes turned red from the thrusting. A few drops of bright red virgin blood mixed with the copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowed down her white thighs.

Liu Lang couldn't help but tightly embrace Xiao Ming'er's white buttocks, thrusting vigorously, his glans striking her tender clitoris again and again, producing lewd sounds.

Xiao Ming'er could feel a surge of pleasure following a sharp pain, emanating from the vaginal walls tightly gripping the dragon's spear. This sensation spread throughout her body, reaching her mind. The tight, full feeling, the burning sensation of flesh against flesh, made Xiao Ming'er forget the pain of deflowering and the agony of losing her virginity. Instead, she was consumed by intense carnal desire, her face flushed crimson, her heart filled with shyness, her body both tingling and numb, as she passionately savored this tight, full pleasure.

After over a hundred thrusts, Liu Lang couldn't resist ejaculating his essence deep into Xiao Ming'er's womb…

Having obtained the three Xiao sisters, Liu Lang effectively controlled half of the Liao army. Therefore, he decided to seize the opportunity to annihilate the Mongols. Furthermore, he noticed that Yang Si Jie had been unhappy lately. Upon inquiring, he learned that Yang Si Jie was eagerly anticipating war with the Mongols to avenge her mother's death at the hands of Hughes Earlton!

Seeing Yang Sijie often lost in thought while holding the Tianhan White Jade Bow, Liu Lang understood her worries. After discussing with Su Chuo, he immediately decided to reorganize the troops and march north.

To ensure victory in the war against the Mongols, Liu Lang sent a message by carrier pigeon, summoning the Bai Xuefei and Bai Yunfei sisters, skilled in artillery warfare, to come and assist him.

On the evening of the third day, Bai Yunfei and Bai Xuefei arrived from Feihu City to join Liu Lang.

Subsequently, Xiao Chuo issued an order for 300,000 troops to march on Mongolia.

Chapter Two: The Northern Expedition against the Mongols .

Upon learning that the Liao army was about to launch a large-scale attack, Hughes Erdun deployed troops to defend the city walls at Erdun Banner.

Several days later, although there were still over 100,000 troops in Erxiaqi City, supplies were extremely scarce. This was not because Hughes Erdun had failed to prepare provisions, but because not long ago, Empress Xiao had spared no expense in raiding the Mongol grain transport convoy. Although Empress Xiao lost thousands of soldiers, she had cut off the Mongol supply lines for a month. Then, Empress Xiao sent elite members of the Black Tiger Hall to infiltrate Erxiaqi and burn all the remaining grain in the city.

To prevent the Mongol army from killing the horses for meat, Empress Xiao dispatched 300,000 troops to completely surround Erxiaqi and launched a general attack at night.

The Liao army's attack was carried out under the cover of 500 Liufeng cannons. Empress Xiao Chuo concentrated the 500 Liufeng cannons at the east gate of Erxiaqi, while Xiao Ming'er and Bai Xuefei commanded the main force to attack the city. Yelü Changting and Shen Lingmei led 30,000 troops to feign an attack on the south gate, while Xiao Nanyang and Bai Yunfei led 30,000 troops to the west gate to create a false impression of strength. Empress Xiao Chuo and Murong Feixue prepared 30,000 elite cavalry to ambush outside the north gate of Erxiaqi. Empress

Xiao Chuo predicted that once the 500 Liufeng cannons began bombarding the city, the morale of the Mongol army would collapse. Although Xiusi Erdun had hundreds of thousands of elite troops, Erxiaqi was a small place and not easy to defend, especially with its supply lines cut off. In addition, Liu Lang was attacking Ulan, so Ulan naturally could not send troops to rescue Erxiaqi.

Hugh Earldon was merely a reckless and impulsive man; he would surely abandon Earl's Banner. Once his troops withdrew, Xiao Chuo would lead 30,000 elite cavalry to attack.

These 30,000 elite cavalry were personally trained by Xiao Chuo over many years; their warhorses were all Northern Territory steeds, clad in soft armor. In addition to armor, each soldier carried three weapons: a long-handled broadsword for charging, a crossbow for pursuit, and a dagger for close combat. Once

everything was ready, outside the east gate, Xiao Ming'er gave the order to attack, and immediately 500 Flowing Wind Cannons began a relentless bombardment of Earl's Banner!

Because Earl's Banner was a small place, its walls were not very strong, and it lacked artillery support, so the defending soldiers immediately panicked.

Seeing this, Xiao Ming'er ordered her soldiers to shout battle cries, and simultaneously, troops at the south and west gates began their attack.

At this moment, Hughes Earldon awoke from his sleep and hurriedly grabbed the Golden Cauldron Mountain-Opening Axe to prepare for battle. However, Liao soldiers were attacking from three sides, leaving him unsure of where to defend the city. After discussing with his men, he began to divide his forces. However, the eastern wall of Erxiaqi was breached by Liao artillery in less than an hour. Although the Mongol soldiers bravely rushed forward and used obstacles to plug the gaps in the breached wall, the Liao artillery fire continued fiercely, making Hughes Earldon uneasy. He thought: If this bombardment continues, the walls of Erxiaqi will be breached by the Liao army sooner or later. Rather than being attacked from all sides, I would rather lead my men out of the encirclement as soon as possible, return to Ulan, regroup, and fight Xiao Chuo to the death.

Having made up his mind, Hughes-Erdene sent two lieutenants with a portion of the troops to continue defending Erxiaqi, while he led his elite troops to attack the north gate. However, the north gate also had Liao siege forces, but they offered only token resistance when Hughes-Erdene attempted to break through, then yielded the way.

Hughes-Erdene was overjoyed at successfully breaking through the encirclement and, without bothering to reorganize his troops, sent his army directly towards Ulan.

When Hughes-Erdene's troops had fled less than ten miles, they encountered an ambush by the Liao army. Xiao Chuo attacked from the right flank, and Murong Feixue from the left. This surprise attack shattered the basic formation of the Mongol army. The Liao army consisted entirely of elite cavalry, and the vast grasslands made it difficult for the Mongols, despite their numerous cavalry, to fight. In the chaos, they lacked command and clashed with the Mongol infantry, trampling each other. Suddenly, the bright moon disappeared from the sky, leaving only scattered stars across the plains, and the sounds of battle filled the air!

"Woo...woo..."

When the Liao army's horns sounded, all the Liao soldiers were excited. The cavalry of each battalion galloped back and forth, and under the flash of the longswords, Mongol soldiers fell one after another. The sound of the swords being drawn was like the bloodthirsty howl of hungry tigers and wolves.

Xiao Chuo's cavalry pursued relentlessly, inflicting countless casualties on the Mongol army. Only about one-tenth survived, making it difficult to reassemble a fighting force. Xiao Chuo and Murong Feixue did not continue the pursuit, but instead reined in their horses and led their victorious army back to Erxiaqi.

Five hundred swift-firing cannons finally breached the walls of Erxiaqi again. This time, the Mongol soldiers failed to close the breach in time, and the Liao army poured in through the gap.

"Boom boom boom..."

The drums sounded rapidly, and the crossbowmen shouted in unison, "Whoa...whoa..."

as they stepped forward to draw their bows and nock their arrows. As soon as the "whoa" ended, the crossbows were ready. When the second drumbeat sounded, the archers also chanted, "Whoa...whoa..."

and stepped forward to draw their bows and nock their arrows. As soon as the "whoa" ended, the powerful bows were ready.

The drumbeats abruptly ceased, and the entire army fell silent, holding their breath as they awaited the final command.

The yellow flag of the central army fluttered, signaling a full-scale attack! A deafening cacophony of cannon fire, war drums, and horns erupted, and thousands of arrows rained down upon the city of Erxiaqi.

The first four cavalry units, each holding their own flag high, rapidly advanced towards Erxiaqi, followed by siege ladders and pointed wooden donkeys.

"Kill! Kill!"

The attacking Liao soldiers charged forward relentlessly.

"Great Liao! Great Liao!"

The garrison soldiers banged their shields and muskets, cheering on the attacking force.

Like ants, the Liao army swarmed in from all sides, their gleaming blades creating a bloody storm on the walls of Erxiaqi!

Erxiaqi collapsed instantly!

"Boom!"

The Liao army used pointed wooden donkeys to smash open a large hole in the city gate, and a cluster of rockets shot out from the breach, embedding themselves in the donkeys.

The Liao archers beside the pointed wooden donkey immediately launched a counterattack, firing arrows into the breach. Meanwhile, the impatient Liao swordsmen and axemen squeezed through the narrow opening, driving back the Mongol defenders and removing the stones and logs blocking the city gate, opening it wide. The Liao

army erupted in cheers. The central yellow flags fluttered, and the entire Liao army advanced in single file. The Liao cavalry on both flanks surged forward like a whirlwind, surpassing the infantry and sweeping towards Erxiaqi.

The city walls of Erxiaqi were swarming with Liao soldiers. Mongol battle flags were thrown down one after another. Mongol soldiers, fleeing in panic, were trampled under the iron hooves of the Liao cavalry who had stormed into the city. Kneeling and begging for surrender, Mongol soldiers lay prostrate on the ground amidst scattered weapons.

"Bang!"

The Liao army's victory cannons roared from within Erxiaqi.

Before dawn, Erxiaqi had fallen to the Liao army!

After the fall of Erxiaqi, Xiao Chuo's army immediately advanced north, capturing three cities in three days and advancing directly towards Ulan.

A sudden light snowfall last night left the morning clear and blue.

At noon, the mournful sound of bugles echoed outside Ulan, followed by the deafening roar of hooves. Three hundred thousand Liao troops surged forward, setting up a combined camp ten miles outside Ulan.

Liu Lang and Xiao Chuo commanded the army to launch a fierce assault on Ulan. Xiao Chuo hoped to capitalize on this high morale and annihilate the Mongol troops desperately defending Ulan. Because Ulan's walls were high and thick, and its manpower and supplies were plentiful, the Liao army's relentless attacks throughout the day, totaling more than ten assaults, were all repelled. However, Xiao Chuo issued a death order: she would not withdraw until Ulan was captured!

Xiao Chuo personally supervised the battle, greatly boosting the Liao army's morale. That very night, the Liao army finally breached the south gate of Ulan.

Upon hearing this news, Liu Lang and Xiao Chuo were overjoyed and immediately ordered a full-scale attack on Ulan. Ulan still held nearly 200,000 Mongol soldiers. Although they had captured the south gate, a bloody battle was still needed to completely take the city.

This fierce battle within the city lasted until midnight when suddenly the Mongol soldiers abandoned their defenses.

It turned out that the Mongol Empress Dowager, heeding the advice of her ministers, had chosen to abandon Ulan. She and the young Mongol prince fled through the north gate to Balin, escorted by Hughes Erdon, with Prince Changping and Prince Yongle responsible for the rear.

After capturing Ulan, Xiao Chuo learned that the Mongol Empress Dowager and the young prince had fled to Balin overnight. She decisively decided not to give them any chance to survive and immediately assembled a large army to pursue the Mongol soldiers.

The moonlight was like water; once outside Ulan, the flat grassland stretched as far as the eye could see.

Xiao Chuo ordered: "Full speed ahead! Pursue the Mongol army!"

The Liao army rolled in amidst a sea of torches, the thunderous sound of their horses' hooves rumbling past the motionless Eagle Feather Regiment.

Ahead lay Baicaotan, where 20,000 Mongol soldiers lay in ambush.

Yongle, ordered to cover the rear, roared "Kill!"

upon seeing the Liao army approaching. Immediately, the ambushers surged forth from all sides, charging head-on at the Liao army, and a chaotic battle erupted on Baicaotan.

Suddenly, a stray arrow struck Yongle in the shoulder. The arrow's incredible speed and momentum sent him sprawling from his horse. Then, Yongle saw a group of men appear out of nowhere, charging into his ranks. The deadly flashes of swords and the rapid-fire arrows came from them! This unpredictable attack plunged the already chaotic Mongol army into disarray, many dying before they could even react.

Xiao Chuo's cavalry, numbering several thousand, moved like a club swung wildly in the darkness, wreaking havoc among the chaotic Mongol army, causing utter disarray.

Emperor Yongle, panting heavily, roared and snapped the arrow shaft from his shoulder, leaping onto his horse and shouting, "Block these Liao soldiers!"

At that moment, a general beside Emperor Yongle drew his sword and shouted, "Follow me!" With

that, the general led a thousand cavalrymen in a charge against the Liao soldiers.

Xiao Chuo showed no intention of lingering. She had instructed the Liao generals beforehand that after penetrating the Mongol column, they should return and use powerful bows to flank the Mongols. If they became separated, they should first head north and then return by following the red lanterns on the watchtower at Otter Cave Mountain.

At this moment, Emperor Yongle clearly saw Xiao Chuo, at the forefront, instantly fell three Mongol soldiers, and countless others fell before her horse! The general he had just sent to meet the enemy was shot by archers behind Xiao Chuo before he even reached her, falling from his horse. Countless Liao cavalry trampled his corpse and continued their charge.

A mere 20,000 Mongol soldiers were no match for the 100,000 Liao cavalry.

Seeing the Mongol army scattering in all directions, the army's formation already in disarray, Yongle Prince pondered for a moment and decided to hide in a shady, overgrown hollow.

At the sound of horns, the Liao army swept past Yongle Prince's hiding place, the air thick with the stench of blood. Changping Prince, responsible for supporting Yongle Prince, commanded 30,000 troops—the last force left to them by the Mongol Empress Dowager.

Changping Prince slowed his troops' advance and rearranged the attack formation.

Prince Changping was intimately familiar with the terrain of Baicaotan. Aside from the only high ground, Sandongshan, it was mostly flat grassland. As long as they avoided the marshes and mudflats near the rivers, it was ideal terrain for cavalry attacks. Moreover, the Liao army's coordinated offensive made it difficult for the Mongol soldiers to attack or defend. However, he had tens of thousands of cavalrymen; even if each man was armed with only a sword, they would hold off the Liao army's pursuit.

"Your Highness! The Liao army is attacking!"

"All troops, prepare for battle! Beat the drums!"

Prince Changping stood up, stretched his limbs, and said, "Everyone, prepare to fight!"

The bloody battle, which had lasted for four hours, continued. The Mongol soldiers, like a small boat in a raging storm, endured countless dangers before finally being swallowed up.

At this moment, the banners of the Liao army were planted on the Mongol camp and flew high. The blood flowing from the wounded quickly dried and thickened, eventually forming a network of congealed rivers.

The Liao army's bugle calls for attack rose and fell.

The final charge had begun!

Prince Changping had abandoned defense and was preparing to cross the river. His last line of defense was on the riverbank of the Pearl River, where a makeshift camp stood.

A long spear protruded from the top of the wall, resembling a row of neat, menacing wolf fangs. The Mongol soldiers hoped this final barrier would slow the Liao army's advance.

Liao cavalry charged forward, followed by more frenzied riders, rushing towards the earthen wall. But with a nauseating crash, they were swallowed by the defensive wolf fangs! Immediately, more Liao soldiers surged forward.

Thirty thousand Liao cavalry, accompanied by a rapid rain of arrows, swept across the Pearl River banks like a whirlwind. The Mongol soldiers who couldn't cross were quickly slaughtered. Some fell into the icy water, and before they could escape, they were shot dead by Liao archers, splashing blood everywhere. The Pearl River instantly howled with devastation, its surface teeming with corpses. The

Pearl River was about to become the Mongol graveyard!

On the white grassy banks, Liao battle flags covered the entire river.

Seeing the Mongol army begin to retreat, a cold smile appeared on Xiao Chuo's lips. She then waved her command flag, and tens of thousands of Liao soldiers halted their horses, drawing their bows to form a defensive line.

"Xiao Chuo, why not force a crossing of the Pearl River?"

Liu Lang asked.

Xiao Chuo blinked and smiled, "Don't rush, the show will be good soon!"

Just as the remnants of the Changping King's army crossed the Pearl River, before they could even burn down the two pontoon bridges, horns blared from both sides, and two ambushes attacked from the left and right flanks.

It turned out that Yelü Changting and Shen Lingmei had already followed Xiao Chuo's orders, each leading three thousand elite cavalry around the Pearl River, waiting to catch the fleeing Mongol army as they retreated.

The Mongol army was routed again!

Meanwhile, Xiao Chuo's main army also crossed the Pearl River without hindrance, pursuing the Mongol army

relentlessly for thirty li! The Liao cavalry pursued them tirelessly for thirty li, while the Mongol soldiers lay dead under their iron hooves for a full thirty li.

In the Battle of Pearl River and Baicaotan, the Mongol army suffered heavy losses, ultimately becoming prisoners.

The fall of Pearl River marked the end of the Mongol Dynasty. The Mongol Empress Dowager and her young prince, who had just fled to Balin, were terrified. They summoned their key ministers to discuss their next move. Most advocated surrendering to the Liao Dynasty. The Empress Dowager understood that further resistance was futile and would only incite Liao hatred. Moreover, war inevitably resulted in casualties on both sides. Even if the Liao Dynasty needed time and effort to subdue the remaining Mongol forces, a stubborn resistance would only prolong their existence for a year or two before eventual annihilation. By then, surrender would be too late; it was better to submit sooner.

Having made her decision, the Empress Dowager shared her thoughts with her ministers, who all agreed. Although Hughes Earldon disapproved of surrender, he did not object. When the Prince of Changping and the Prince of Yongle returned with their remaining troops, the Empress Dowager had the young prince personally write the edict announcing the Mongol surrender.

When news of the Mongol surrender reached Empress Xiao, she happily told her sixth son, Liu Lang, who was even more pleased. Empress

Xiao then replied to the Mongol prince's letter, instructing him to personally take the letter of surrender and the Mongol Empress Dowager back to Ulan to receive their titles.

Three days later, the Mongol prince and Empress Dowager returned to Ulan with civil and military officials. The Mongol prince personally presented the letter of surrender, and Empress Xiao appointed him as the Great General Who Pacifies the Distant Regions of the Liao Dynasty, allowing him to remain in Ulan; the Mongol Empress Dowager was further granted the title of First-Rank Imperial Lady.

After the Mongol prince and his mother expressed their gratitude, Empress Xiao unexpectedly sentenced Prince Changping, Prince Yongle, and Prime Minister Liang Ze, among others, to death for plotting rebellion. They were accused of instigating the Mongol prince to betray the Liao Dynasty, causing war, wasting resources and manpower, and resulting in the deaths of tens of thousands of soldiers.

Since the Mongol Empress Dowager herself was not even guaranteed safety, she had no time to plead for Prince Changping and the others. Although she was filled with resentment, she said nothing.

Liu Lang could see the Mongol Empress Dowager's resentment, while Yang Sijie was preoccupied with Hugheserdun. However, after killing the Prince of Changping and others, she learned that Hugheserdun had died in the Battle of Pearl River. Thus, Yang Sijie felt somewhat regretful for not being able to avenge her enemy.

After the Mongol prince surrendered, the remaining Mongol forces began to submit one by one.

Xiao Chuo methodically established government institutions in various prefectures and counties of Mongolia. However, after resting in Ulan for more than ten days, news suddenly arrived from Youzhou that Yelü Sage had declared himself emperor and was preparing to launch a northern expedition to compete with Xiao Chuo for the Liao Dynasty.

After discussing with Xiao Chuo, Liu Lang decided to split the army into two groups. Yang Sijie, Baiyunfei, and Baixuefei were sent back to Yuti Pass to guard against the Uyghur invasion, while he, Xiao Chuo, Xiao Ming'er, Xiao Nanyang, and Murong Feixue led the main army directly to Huanglongfu, the capital of Liao, to prepare for a decisive battle with Yelü Sage.

Liu Lang led the army and arrived at Huanglongfu in less than a day.

After Xiao Chuo returned to Huanglongfu, the court immediately stabilized. Then, Xiao Chuo and Liu Lang devised a plan: to send someone to impersonate Yelü Sage's subordinates to assassinate the fake emperor, played by Xiao Tianzuo. This way, Xiao Tianzuo would have both freedom and a pretext to attack Yelü Sage, achieving two goals at once.

The court officials had no objection to the campaign against Yelü Sage, so Empress Xiao issued an imperial edict and launched a southern expedition.

The next day, Empress Xiao, dressed in silver armor, arrived at the training ground and mustered 20,000 troops for the expedition!

The main generals accompanying the army were Empress Xiao and her two sisters, Murong Feixue, and of course, Liu Lang. They led the vanguard, while Xiao Tianzuo led the rear guard.

Empress Xiao traveled in a royal carriage, which could easily accommodate several people. Although the marching speed was slower, they were not in a hurry, especially Liu Lang. He was accompanied by beautiful women every day, indulging in pleasure, with fine wine and beauties, enjoying himself all day long. Therefore, Liu Lang did not consider whether to fight.

The royal carriage was warm and comfortable, with no maids present, because Empress Xiao did not want them to see her with Liu Lang; she still wanted to maintain her status as the Empress Dowager of Liao.

Inside the imperial carriage, charcoal was added to the six stoves daily. Due to the cold weather, the soldiers wore cotton robes under their armor and gloves, as their hands would freeze to the metal weapons in the northeastern winter if they didn't wear gloves.

Half a month later, Liu Lang and his troops arrived at the border of Youzhou.

At this time, a scout reported, "Reporting to the Empress Dowager, Youzhou territory is just ahead."

Upon hearing this, Liu Lang immediately ordered the army to prepare siege weapons for the attack on Youzhou.

Three days later, at midnight, Liu Lang personally lit the signal cannons for the attack.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The three signal cannon shots carried far in the night, the flames illuminating dozens of miles.

Liu Lang's southern expeditionary army awaited the attack with high spirits.

Xiao Nanyang had already led the artillery battalion to the city walls. Although the walls of Youzhou were high, crossbows, grenades, and cannons could still reach them!

"Boom!"

Flashes of fire and thunderous cannon fire filled the night sky, accompanied by the shouts of soldiers.

The Qi King's army on the city walls suffered heavy casualties under this intense barrage, with many falling from the walls.

The dense artillery fire riddled the thick walls of Youzhou with countless large holes.

At this moment, Xiao Ming'er led her troops to attack the city gates of Youzhou. Liu Lang had even commissioned the armory to build a siege engine. A tree trunk, about seven or eight meters thick, seventeen or eighteen zhang long, and weighing over 100,000 jin, was placed on a wheeled siege engine. Soldiers pulled a rope, and generals issued commands.

The siege engine proved powerful; with a single ramming, the incredibly sturdy city gate was breached. The soldiers quickly pulled the siege engine back, and Xiao Ming'er led her troops into the city, engaging the defending soldiers in battle.

At this moment, the Southern Expeditionary Army surged into the city gate like a tidal wave. Although the gate passage was narrow, the speed at which the Southern Expeditionary Army poured in was something the Qi King's army had never expected.

Xiao Nanyang was directing the artillery bombardment when he saw the army pouring in at the city gate. He immediately shouted anxiously, "All gunners, listen up! Break through the city wall! Fire all the cannonballs immediately!"

After a round of artillery fire, the attacking soldiers immediately set up ladders. After all, only a few soldiers could enter through the gate passage; most had to climb the ladders through the breach created by the blast. Soldiers on the ladders braved the falling logs and stones, leaping onto the city wall and brandishing their weapons, carving a bloody path.

Fang Kuiwu saw the Southern Expeditionary Army swarming onto the wall like ants, and his heart sank. Youzhou City was about to fall; what did it matter if he lost his life?

Fang Kuiwu drew his unique weapon, a three-foot-long iron ruler, a weapon given to him by his master when he was a disciple of the Donghai Qimen sect.

As Fang Kuiwu charged up the city gate, he encountered Liu Lang head-on. He roared, "Traitor, don't run!"

With that, Fang Kuiwu unleashed his iron ruler. Simultaneously, he channeled his inner power to cast the Six Harmonies Mystic Control on Liu Lang. This was a technique that could influence a person's will; generally, only high-level cultivators could use it on lower-level cultivators. If the target's power was higher than the caster's, the caster would likely suffer a backlash, losing all their power and dying.

Liu Lang wielded his Purple Jade Golden Eye Sword, meeting Fang Kuiwu's iron ruler head-on. Suddenly, he felt a dizziness and immediately realized Fang Kuiwu was using the Six Harmonies Mystic Control on him. He sneered inwardly, then his eyes widened, and his powerful mental energy retaliated. At the same time, the Purple Jade Golden Eye Sword struck Fang Kuiwu's iron ruler with a clang, sparks flying. Fang Kuiwu

withdrew his iron ruler, about to launch another attack, when suddenly his head jolted, and he screamed, writhing on the ground in agony.

It turned out that Liu Lang's powerful spiritual energy had directly repelled Fang Kuiwu's Six Harmonies Mystic Control technique, which he had unleashed at Liu Lang. Fang Kuiwu suffered a backlash from the Six Harmonies Mystic Control, which was of equal power to his own, plus a small amount of Liu Lang's power, causing his spiritual consciousness to shatter instantly, hence the splitting headache.

Fang Kuiwu never expected that Liu Lang's power was actually higher than his, and by more than one level!

Liu Lang stepped forward and ended Fang Kuiwu's life with a single sword strike, preventing him from rolling on the ground. His head rolled far away, eyes wide open, dying with unfinished business.

The city's defenders, without their commander, continued their tenacious resistance under the command of their respective centurions. This was all part of Fang Kuiwu's prior training; once the commander died, the remaining officers would take his place one by one—Fang Kuiwu was already prepared to face death.

Soldiers clashed fiercely on the city walls, fighting to the death. The battle was incredibly brutal, with the death toll rising rapidly on both sides. Everywhere were crimson blood, rolling heads, severed limbs, and corpses arranged in bizarre shapes…

When Murong Feixue, responsible for attacking the south gate, heard the signal cannon from the north, she pointed her long sword and shouted, “Attack!”

“Boom boom boom…”

The war drums thundered. Murong Feixue’s army had a considerable number of artillerymen who had prepared their cannons long ago, so upon hearing the order, they immediately lit the fuses!

“Boom boom boom…”

The deafening roar of cannons echoed as they bombarded the south gate walls of Youzhou City, creating a hail of smoke and fire. As the smoke cleared, holes of varying sizes appeared in the walls.

“Concentrate firepower, focus on the city gate!”

Murong Feixue immediately issued another order.

The artillerymen immediately unleashed their cannons at the city gate. Amidst the deafening roar, thick smoke billowed from the gate, revealing it to be shattered by the bombardment.

Murong Feixue sneered and led her soldiers through the south gate, while the remaining 30,000 soldiers erected ladders and charged towards the recently bombarded city walls!

After Murong Feixue led her troops into Youzhou City, she personally led a contingent of her personal guard straight towards Yelü Sage's palace.

Outside the palace gates, Yelü Sage's personal guards, shields in hand, formed a final battle line.

"Kill!"

Murong Feixue issued the order, and the Southern Expeditionary Army immediately charged out.

The personal guards of Yelü Sage's palace were no match for Murong Feixue's attack and were quickly routed, retreating in disarray.

At this time, Xiao Nanyang's artillery battalion, having breached the walls of Youzhou, abandoned their cannons and joined the siege. Xiao Nanyang then mounted his horse and entered Youzhou through the city gate.

After two hours of fierce fighting, no more Yelü Sage soldiers could be seen on the walls. The Southern Expeditionary Army planted their flags high, their battle flags fluttering in the wind, signifying that Youzhou had changed hands.

The Southern Expeditionary Army was in high spirits, charging about like tigers, yet maintaining strict discipline, absolutely refraining from harassing civilians. This was because Liu Lang had declared that wartime was different from peacetime; anyone caught harassing civilians during wartime would be immediately beheaded, regardless of the severity of their crime. Because of this military discipline, the Southern Expeditionary Army did not harm the common people in Youzhou. Unless they were soldiers, the Southern Expeditionary Army would not touch their belongings or threaten their lives. Of course, there was one exception: members of the Prince's household, regardless of their social standing, could be executed.

Yelü Sage listened to the commotion outside, his expression dejected and utterly forlorn. Although he had long anticipated this outcome, and it was only a matter of time, he had thought that even if he rebelled against the Liao Dynasty, the Liao's years of warfare would prevent them from attacking Youzhou so soon. He hadn't expected Empress Xiao Chuo to disregard the harsh winter and resolutely launch an attack on Youzhou.

After much deliberation, Yelü Sage also regretted his actions, but what use was regret now?

Since ancient times, the victor is king, the loser is villain. Finally, Yelü Sage drew his sword and committed suicide.

After Xiao Chuo, Liu Lang, and others stormed into the Prince's mansion, they saw Yelü Sage's corpse. Xiao Chuo sighed softly and ordered, "Give the Prince of Qi a proper burial!"

Three days later, after Xiao Chuo and Liu Lang settled the military affairs in Youzhou, Liu Lang wrote a letter and had his personal guards deliver it to Bianjing City to inform Si Niang of the victory. Then, together with the others, he led his personal guards to Yuti Pass.

Chapter Three: The First Battle

Against the Uyghurs It was early February. The snow on the mountains outside Yuti Pass had not yet melted, and the mountain winds were still calm. Due to the cold climate and high altitude, the plum blossoms on Bagu Peak were still in full bloom, while the peach and plum blossoms were just about to open.

Because of the heavy snowfall last winter, coupled with the strong north winds in recent days, the snow on the mountains had frozen into solid ice. The trees were buried in the ice and snow, with only half of their branches and leaves showing, a desolate scene of green and white.

Today, however, the sun shone brightly. With the warm weather, the snow and ice on the mountains melted, and countless streams flowed through the valleys. Ten thousand trees were ablaze with blossoms, their branches shimmering with vibrant color. Occasionally, a glimpse of verdant green would appear pristine under the blazing sun.

Liu Lang rode idly, pondering a strategy to defend against the Uyghurs. Defeating the Uyghurs wasn't difficult; the challenge lay in the Black Mountain Blood Demon's backing. To defeat the Black Mountain Blood Demon, he needed to enlist the help of more powerful warriors.

Lost in thought, Liu Lang swung his whip wildly at the wild plum blossoms, sending them raining down. A gust of wind swept through, swirling up the fallen petals and fragments, creating a colorful, swirling spectacle.

Suddenly, someone sighed softly, "You shameless man! It's clearly your own clumsiness, yet you take it out on these plum blossoms. Such beautiful flowers, ruined like this, what a waste..."

Liu Lang, hearing someone criticizing him, was about to erupt in anger when a flash of silver light appeared before his eyes. A white-clad girl emerged from the plum grove, accompanied by a delicate fragrance. The girl walked towards Liu Lang.

Liu Lang was stunned by the girl's beauty. Her eyebrows were like spring mountains, her eyes as deep as the starry sky, her figure as slender as a goddess, and her temperament as elegant and refined as a secluded orchid in a valley.

Liu Lang quickly dismounted.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know there were fairies living here. I was just annoyed and took my anger out on these plum blossoms. Please forgive me!"

After saying this, Liu Lang looked directly at the white-clad girl in front of him, who was as beautiful as a goddess. Seeing Liu Lang's politeness, the white-clad girl immediately calmed down and said, "Actually, these plum blossoms have nothing to do with me. I just love plum blossoms since I was a child. When I came here, I saw you taking your anger out on the plum blossoms, so I couldn't help but say a few words."

After saying this, the white-clad girl gave Liu Lang a friendly smile, which was the most beautiful smile Liu Lang had ever seen in his life.

Seeing the white-clad girl smile, Liu Lang took a few steps forward, inhaling her delicate fragrance as he said, "I truly feel sorry for these beautiful plum blossoms. How about composing a poem to express my apology?"

The white-clad girl raised an eyebrow and asked, "You can compose poetry?"

Liu Lang chuckled and said, "A little. Please don't laugh if it's not good."

The white-clad girl said, "If it's good, I'll teach you how to use your primordial spirit to transform into wind, thunder, lightning, and fire."

Liu Lang exclaimed with delight, "So you're a cultivator of the divine?"

The white-clad girl nodded with a smile.

Liu Lang quickly racked his brains for memories from before his time travel, and finally, he remembered a poem. He immediately recited: "Plum blossoms in Plum Blossom Valley, Plum blossoms under the plum blossoms; The Plum Blossom Immortal planted plum trees, and picked plum blossoms to exchange for wine. Sober, he sits before the flowers; drunk, he sleeps beneath them; Half-awake, half-drunk, day after day; Flowers fall and bloom, year after year. Others laugh at my madness, I laugh at their blindness; Meeting a fairy in the plum blossom grove, the falling plum blossoms are fate!"

Liu Lang caught a falling plum blossom and handed it to the girl in white. Seeing her surprised expression, he asked, "Is my poem satisfactory?"

The girl in white took the plum blossom and exclaimed, "What a fine poem! I never imagined you could write such verses..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Lang thought: How could I possibly write such a poem? This was written by Tang Bohu; I only slightly modified it. But this is the Song Dynasty now; Tang Bohu won't be born for several hundred years, so of course you wouldn't know!

The girl in white praised Liu Lang a few more times and asked, "By the way! When will that city gate open?"

Liu Lang asked, "Are you going to enter the pass?"

The girl in white said, "Yes, may I ask if this general resides in the city?"

Liu Lang happily said, "Yes, I wonder what you're going there for? The military situation is urgent lately, so the city gates are almost never open."

Hearing this, the girl in white frowned, a worried look appearing on her face.

Liu Lang then said, "If you want to enter the pass, just say the word, and the soldiers guarding the city will open the gates immediately."

The girl in white's face immediately lit up with surprise and joy, and she said, "Really?"

Liu Lang said, "Come with me."

With that, Liu Lang led the way, heading straight for Yuti Pass along the mountain path.

Liu Lang asked, "May I ask your name? And what brings you to Yuti Pass?"

The girl in white replied directly, "I am Princess Ziyue of Five-Colored City. The Uyghurs have invading our territory without cause, and their army has already reached the gates of Loulan City. The Uyghur general leading the army is known as the Celestial Fox, and their sorcery is extremely powerful; no one in Loulan City can defeat them. My father, in order to save the lives of all the people in the city, is willing to submit a letter of surrender to the Uyghurs. However, their army is going too far; they say they will surrender, but only if all the men and women under the age of fourteen in the city are given to them as slaves. My father..." Enraged, I decided to fight the Uyghurs to the death, but my army is outnumbered and no match for the Uyghur army. Therefore, I came to Yuti Pass to ask General Yang Liu for reinforcements.”

Liu Lang nodded and asked, “Do you know General Yang Liu? If not, how can he lend you troops?”

Zi Yue said, “I have a letter from one of his friends. After he sees the letter, he will surely send troops to rescue me.”

Liu Lang asked in surprise, “Who wrote the letter?”

Zi Yue looked at Liu Lang and suddenly asked, “May I ask who you are?”

Liu Lang smiled and said, “To tell you the truth, I am Yang Liu Lang.”

Zi Yue exclaimed with delight, "So you are General Liu!"

She was about to bow when

Liu Lang quickly stopped her, saying, "Princess, there's no need for such formalities. May I ask where my friend's letter is?" Zi

Yue hurriedly produced the letter and handed it to Liu Lang.

Upon reading it, Liu Lang was both surprised and delighted. The letter was from Chai Mingge, whom he had longed for day and night. He hadn't expected to receive a letter from her here, almost a year after their separation.

In the letter, Chai Mingge first briefly described her feelings during their separation, then analyzed the current situation, hoping Liu Lang would send troops to aid Zi Yue and unite with Five Colors City, Xiliang, and the Liao Dynasty to resist the Hui Que.

Liu Lang put away the letter and said solemnly, "Princess, I agree to send troops to aid you."

Zi Yue was overjoyed. Liu Lang then invited Zi Yue into Yuti Pass, where he gathered the generals and explained the Hui Que's attack on Loulan.

Xiao Chuo was the first to speak, saying, "This battle is unavoidable. Our army is well-trained and well-supplied; we can fight!"

Murong Feixue said, "Regardless, Liu Lang is the Grand Marshal of the Northern Expedition of the Great Song Dynasty. In this decisive battle against the Uyghurs, could we mobilize the Song army in Hebei and Shanxi? Even if the troops don't participate in the battle, as long as there is food support, that will suffice!"

Liu Lang nodded and said, "A few days ago, Emperor Taizong of Song sent officials from the Ministry of Rites with a commendation order to reward the three armies. Those two officials haven't left yet. I will immediately draft a memorial and have them take it back to the capital. Emperor Taizong is obsessed with immortality and has neglected his imperial duties. All important matters in the capital are handled by Empress Fu and Princess Tao. Have them prepare sufficient food supplies for me immediately and transport them to Yuti Pass. As long as the Uyghurs are pacified, the north of the Great Song Dynasty will be forever peaceful and there will be no more war."

After saying this, Liu Lang personally wrote a letter and had the officials from the Ministry of Rites take it back to the capital to fulfill their obligations. Subsequently, Zi Yue immediately returned to Wuse City to report this matter to her father, the King.

After preparing the troops at Yuti Pass, Liu Lang thought they should first go to Five-Colored City to meet with King Siluo. Xiao Chuo and Murong Feixue had no objections, so Liu Lang put them in charge of guarding the city while he and Yang Sijie rode straight to Five-Colored City.

Liu Lang was eager to get to Five-Colored City, mainly because he wanted to see Chai Mingge as soon as possible.

Five-Colored City was located halfway up the Siyin Mountain. Liu Lang and Yang Sijie turned a corner on a mountain ridge and could see the tall city gate in the distance.

After entering Five-Colored City, although it was already dark, colorful lanterns were hung everywhere, creating a lively scene, a sight rarely seen in the Western Regions.

Liu Lang and his companion found an inn to stay at and ordered a sumptuous feast. Just as they were about to eat, they heard someone say, "General Liu, how have you been?"

Liu Lang looked up and exclaimed with delight, "Ming Ge, is that you?"

Chai Ming Ge walked down with a smile, greeted Liu Lang and Yang Si Jie, and said, "General, we meet again..."

Liu Lang felt a pang of sadness and said, "Since we parted that day, I never imagined that more than half a year would have passed in the blink of an eye. Princess..."

Chai Ming Ge waved her hand and said to Liu Lang, "General, please, let's talk in private."

Liu Lang nodded and followed Chai Ming Ge to a private room.

After Liu Lang and Chai Mingge were seated, Chai Mingge said, "At a time when the world is in chaos, it is fortunate that you, General, first pacified Shanxi, then defeated the Liao army at Feihu City, captured Ulan, quelled the Mongol rebellion, and recovered the twelve prefectures of the Liao Dynasty. I have witnessed all your great achievements. General, you have saved the people from dire straits, and I thank you here on behalf of all the people."

Liu Lang said, "These are all things I should do. Besides... I have already promised Sister Phoenix that I will follow your lead."

Chai Mingge smiled happily and said, "I am deeply honored to have your trust, General. Let's talk about business first."

Chai Mingge continued, "General, there is something I haven't explained to you yet. That Ice Wolf Mountain was originally where the God of Light and the Star Demon Lord fought..." "Where the law lies, even at the cost of his own soul, the Bright God will use the Burning Heaven Stone to suppress the Star Fiend Demon Lord beneath Ice Wolf Mountain. My master, entrusted by the Bright God, stayed on Ice Wolf Mountain to guard the Burning Heaven Stone for over a decade, but unfortunately fell into the Star Fiend Demon Lord's treacherous scheme and committed a grave mistake. After my master's death, the White Wolf Holy Mother took over the responsibility of guarding the Burning Heaven Stone, but I dare not trust her character, so I entrusted the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword left by my master to my uncle, Shi Yutang, for safekeeping."

Chai Mingge wore a long, snow-white gauze dress, her slender waist almost too delicate to grasp, her legs long and shapely, her buttocks slightly upturned, her temperament elegant and otherworldly. At this moment, Liu Lang buried his head in Chai Mingge's neck, feeling the smoothness of her jade-like neck, inhaling her delicate fragrance, and becoming intoxicated by it.

"Princess, I've missed you so much these past few days!"

Liu Lang's large hand, wrapped around Chai Mingge's slender waist, rested on her flat, smooth abdomen, gently caressing it as he chuckled, "It's been so long since we last met, have you missed me?"

"Liu Lang, how can you say that? I've been so worried about you, I can't eat or sleep, I'm constantly thinking of you, and you ask me if I've missed you? You're so mean..."

Feeling the intense masculine scent emanating from Liu Lang and the warmth emanating from his neck, Chai Mingge's body instantly went limp, collapsing weakly into his arms.

"It's my fault, it's my fault, I apologize! Hehe, I'll definitely make it up to you..."

Liu Lang was touched; it was truly heartwarming to have someone care about you.

"Make it up? How are you going to make it up to me?"

Chai Mingge wasn't really angry with Liu Lang; hearing him coax her made her happy filled her with sweetness, like she'd eaten honey.

Liu Lang held Chai Mingge close, feeling her body growing increasingly hot, her beautiful eyes filled with desire, her cheeks flushed, and her alluring lips slightly parted, her breath sweet and fragrant. Just

as Liu Lang was about to make love to Chai Mingge, she said, "Wait."

"Mingge, don't worry, I won't let you get hurt."

"You bad boy, last time, you hurt me so much."

In her haste, Chai Mingge let slip the truth. Liu

Lang was taken aback and asked, "Mingge, I don't understand what you're saying?"

Now that things had come to this, Chai Mingge could no longer hide it, so she had no choice but to tell him about being raped by Liu Lang at the Phoenix Pavilion.

Upon hearing this, Liu Lang exclaimed in surprise, "Mingge, is it true?"

Chai Mingge nodded shyly.

Liu Lang was overjoyed at this sight and pulled Chai Mingge tightly into his arms again, and the two rolled onto the bed.

Chai Mingge smiled again, two shallow dimples appearing on her jade-like cheeks, dazzling and mesmerizing.

"Mingge..."

Liu Lang gazed tenderly into Chai Mingge's beautiful eyes, which shone with joy, and said with utmost sincerity, "I--love--you--" At this moment, Liu Lang's heart belonged only to Chai Mingge. Although he had many women, and many more in the future, and he couldn't possibly remain faithful to one, at least in his heart he wouldn't favor any one, because he knew that all his women loved him wholeheartedly.

"Liu Lang, I love you too..."

Chai Mingge gazed deeply at Liu Lang, her beautiful eyes, unable to conceal her tenderness, radiating a burning love that seemed to melt him. Silence

spoke louder than words; Liu Lang and Chai Mingge embraced and kissed, their passionate kiss igniting!

A kiss sealed their love, their lips and tongues entwined, tireless!

Liu Lang and Chai Mingge's tongues were intertwined, and Liu Lang's hands were also tightly holding Chai Mingge, as if he wanted to crush her tender body and then knead her into his body.

At this moment, Liu Lang slowly thrust his thick dragon spear into Chai Mingge's gushing secret passage.

"Mingge, I feel so good..."

Liu Lang could no longer resist Chai Mingge's temptation. He lifted Chai Mingge's beautiful buttocks and began to thrust wildly.

"Plop... Plop..."

The sounds echoed in the room, mixed with the beauty's soft moans, creating a delightful contrast.

Liu Lang buried his head in Chai Mingge's breasts and arched back and forth like a wild beast, making Chai Mingge even more unable to restrain herself. She began to actively respond to Liu Lang, unknowingly sinking into lust, unable to extricate herself, with only a sliver of reason weakly reminding her.

"Oh, so good... Mingge, you're so tight inside, I'll definitely make you enjoy the ultimate pleasure... Oh..."

Liu Lang increased the speed of his thrusts. Due to the intense movements of Liu Lang and Chai Mingge, a circle of heat rose around them, and they were instantly soaked in sweat.

Chai Mingge's eyes were tightly closed, her breath coming in short gasps, her body covered in fine droplets of fluid. Her breasts were swollen, her body trembling, and she was unable to contain herself.

The pleasure from the friction on Chai Mingge's vulva intensified, and her juices flowed uncontrollably. In this lewd atmosphere, the carnal desire was gradually pushed to its climax.

They changed positions countless times, kissing countless times, moving from one end of the bed to the other, then falling off, continuing their lovemaking. They climbed back onto the bed and continued, sometimes standing, sometimes sitting, each climax a powerful, pleasurable release, turning their intense moans and high-pitched cries into hoarse groans.

"Ah, so good! Mingge… I'm going to fuck you to death…"

Liu Lang said gruffly.

Chai Mingge's legs clamped tighter and tighter, her toes curling restlessly, her body writhing in rhythm with Liu Lang's movements, allowing his penis to penetrate even deeper. Their lower bodies were pressed together, without a single gap.

"Ah...I'm going to cum...Mingge, I'm coming..."

"Mmm, Liulang, cum inside...Ah...It feels so good!"

Chai Mingge shouted wildly.

Liulang slammed Chai Mingge's round, beautiful buttocks against his thighs, then let out a low growl, his body trembling as he ejaculated a stream of hot semen deep into Chai Mingge's valley, his dragon spear still trembling violently inside her beautiful orifice. Chai Mingge was

instantly struck as if by a heavy blow, and couldn't help but cry out softly. Her whole body felt numb and weak, and she couldn't help but hug Liulang tightly. Her black hair fell down like clouds, letting Liulang's semen fill her passage. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her cherry lips slightly open, emitting a low "woo-woo" moan, whether it was pain or pleasure...She reached her climax for the tenth time.

Time passed unnoticed, the fire of love burned, the fire of desire burned into the flame of carnal lust, the flame of lust blazing, burning brighter and brighter, and Liulang and Chai Mingge fell asleep happily in each other's arms.

On the third day, Liu Lang heard news that the Uyghur army was about to attack Loulan. He ordered King Siluo to prepare troops and also sent Yang Sijie back to Yuti Pass overnight to prepare troops, intending to join forces against the powerful enemy.

Chai Mingge requested to travel with Yang Sijie, as she needed to go to Xiliang to persuade Li Deming to submit to Liu Lang.

Liu Lang asked, "Mingge, won't you stay and fight alongside me?"

Chai Mingge replied, "With your abilities, there won't be any problem. Although I can't stay and fight alongside you, I will still help you. I need to go to Xiliang immediately to persuade the Xiliang military governor, Li Deming, to break his agreement with the Uyghurs. If the Uyghurs and Xiliang join forces, it will be troublesome."

Liu Lang asked, "Are you very familiar with Li Deming?"

Chai Mingge replied, "Not bad! After all, he was an old minister of my father, so you don't need to worry about that."

The day after Chai Mingge left, scouts from Loulan arrived.

The scout reported, "The Uyghur vanguard of 100,000 troops is approaching Loulan. King Slo must immediately send reinforcements, or Loulan will be lost."

Upon hearing this, King Slo quickly summoned Liu Lang to the palace for discussion.

After King Slo informed Liu Lang of the situation in Loulan, Liu Lang sat there without saying a word.

Zi Yue anxiously asked, "General Liu, what do you think?"

Liu Lang replied, "My fourth sister has already returned to Yuti Pass to prepare troops. Even if we were to fight, we must wait until the troops arrive."

Zi Yue exclaimed, "It will take three days for the troops from Yuti Pass to arrive. In three days, Loulan will likely have been flattened by the Uyghur army."

Liu Lang sighed, "I have no troops; there's no way to fight this battle!"

King Slo hurriedly said, "General Liu, you can mobilize any of my troops. As long as we can defeat the Uyghurs and save Loulan, I'll even give you my throne." "Alright."

Liu Lang laughed, "Your Majesty, you absolutely mustn't. No matter what, you are a vassal state of my Great Song Dynasty. How can I ignore the troubles of your Loulan? But there's a saying: 'A general in the field may disobey the emperor's orders!' I'm afraid I can't command your army. Besides, I've heard that many ministers in the court are strongly advocating peace. If we were to send troops to meet the enemy, I fear that before the troops even set out, some would already be causing unrest!"

King Sluo nodded, "I understand! Men, immediately convey my order, summon all the ministers to the Yin'an Hall to await my decree."

Soon, all the court officials arrived.

King Sluo then asked the civil and military officials, "The Uyghur army is already at the city gates, what should we do?"

Immediately, the civil and military officials split into two factions, some advocating war, and some advocating peace.

Lord Du stepped forward and said, “Your Majesty, the Uyghurs are strong and well-equipped, with a million soldiers. To fight them would be like throwing an egg against a rock! In my opinion, we should sue for peace. I am willing to request permission to go and negotiate !”

King Silu snorted, drew his sword, and chopped off a corner of the dragon-shaped sword. He roared, “I have made up my mind to fight the Uyghurs to the bitter end! Anyone who tries to negotiate peace again will be killed without mercy! Today, I bestow the Dragon Spring Sword upon General Yang Liu. From this day forward, the entire army of Five Colors City will obey General Liu's commands. Any general who disobeys will meet the same fate as this dragon-shaped sword.”

With that, King Silu sheathed the sword and handed it to Yang Liu.

After receiving the sword, Liu Lang addressed the crowd, saying, "The Great Song and Wuse City are of one heart and one mind. I have been entrusted with this important mission by King Siluo, and I swear to fight to the death on the battlefield . I will not return until the Uyghur army is driven back!"

Seeing King Siluo's determination to fight to the death, the civil and military officials echoed his sentiments, vowing to fight the Uyghurs to the death.

Upon hearing this, Zi Yue burst into laughter through her tears, and seeing her radiant smile, Liu Lang felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey.

Liu Lang gazed at Zi Yue with deep affection and said, "I have long known that the Uyghurs have raised an unjust army, wanting to contend for the Central Plains. My lords, there is no need to be afraid. I still have 100,000 troops at Yuti

Pass. In addition, Chai Mingge has already gone to Xiliang to persuade Li Deming. When Wuse City, the Great Song, and Xiliang unite, why should we fear the Uyghurs?" That day, Liu Lang prepared 10,000 cavalrymen in Wuse City and explained the current situation to them. Then, he prepared for the army to fly to Loulan early the next morning.

At the fourth watch of the night, when darkness still shrouded the earth, Liu Lang led his army away from Five-Colored City. Because of the cold, Liu Lang secretly handed a cotton cloak to Zi Yue.

After putting on the cloak, Zi Yue smiled slightly at Liu Lang, her eyes filled with gratitude. Liu Lang's ten thousand soldiers were all cavalry, so their march was swift. Before dawn, the army had crossed the Tagur Desert. Further on, there were two forks in the road. After consulting with the guide, Liu Lang ordered the army to take the left path.

Zi Yue spurred her horse forward and said, "General, the right path leads to Loulan City. If we continue along the left path, we'll still be stuck in the desert."

Liu Lang pointed ahead with his riding whip and said, "By taking this road, we can outflank the Uyghur army from behind. I've already found out that the Uyghur army attacking Loulan only numbers 100,000. Although Tianhu's martial arts are formidable, he may not be able to lead troops. So, if my 10,000 iron cavalry unexpectedly appear behind them, without even attacking, the Uyghur army will immediately be thrown into disarray. We can seize the opportunity to attack, and one battle will be enough to decide the outcome."

Zi Yue praised, "General, you are indeed brilliant."

Liu Lang then ordered the army to continue advancing.

After passing an oasis, they reached the Gobi Desert. Without a guide familiar with the terrain, it would be virtually impossible to move an inch. The desert climate is unpredictable, and the scenery is never calm. The treacherousness of the sandstorms is unimaginable to ordinary people. Liu Lang and his men paused for a moment, accompanied by a gust of sand and stones, and fine snowflakes began to fall.

At this moment, Liu Lang ordered the army to halt and regroup. Then, he led a group of generals on foot up a high cliff, where they could see a large camp ahead, with the bright red and yellow Uyghur banners clearly visible.

Liu Lang instructed, "Let's wait here a little longer. When they have lunch, we'll attack on my command."

Zi Yue said, "The Uyghur army is arrogant and overconfident. They haven't even set up sentries in their rear. If we charge in one go, they will find it difficult to resist. However, the Uyghur commander is very powerful. General, you should be careful. This Tianhu has three brothers, all of whom have amazing skills. Several of our highly skilled generals have died at their hands."

Liu Lang's army rested in place for about an hour. Finally, they saw smoke rising from the Uyghur camp as they cooked. Liu Lang then ordered the army to prepare for attack. By this time, the sky had become increasingly gloomy, and the snow was falling heavier and heavier, burying the yellow sand on the ground. Liu Lang calculated that the time was about right, adjusted his armor, and leaped onto his horse.

"Kill!"

With Liu Lang's command, the army surged towards the Uyghur camp like a flood bursting its banks. The Uyghur soldiers, who were preparing lunch, were stunned by the sudden attack. They dropped their bowls and scrambled for weapons to defend themselves, creating chaos.

Liu Lang's army seized the opportunity to reach the Uyghur camp gate. A volley of arrows rained down, striking the Uyghur soldiers guarding the gate, who fell one after another, then were trampled into a bloody pulp by the overwhelming hooves of the horses.

Although Liu Lang's horsemanship wasn't exceptional, he was adept at charging into battle, especially in such a fierce surprise attack. With Zi Yue by his side, Liu Lang brandished his sword and followed the army into the Uyghur camp.

Suddenly, Liu Lang thrust his sword down, striking a Uyghur soldier squarely in the face. The soldier immediately dropped his roasted meat, clutched his face, and collapsed in agony, the blood spurting out staining the fallen snow red.

Engrossed in the battle, Liu Lang spurred his horse forward, chasing after the routed Uyghur soldiers.

The Uyghurs were fast runners, and Liu Lang led his army forward for a while longer before realizing their advance had slowed. The Uyghurs had regained their footing, and a volley of arrows rained down, suppressing the momentum of Liu Lang's charge and gradually calming the Uyghur army's disarray.

Suddenly, the lion-man at the front roared, "Who dares to be so audacious as to raid my allied camp?"

One of them took a swig from his gourd and shouted, "Damn it! Who cares who they are, arrest them all!"

The third man shrieked, "Throw the men into the pot to eat with wine, and the women onto the bed to be raped!"

The fourth man sounded a gong and shouted, "Charge!"

The lion-faced, bull-bodied beasts beneath the four men let out a strange cry, then leaped into the air and pounced on the Liao army's vanguard.

The archers guarding Liu Lang's side immediately fired arrows, but the lion-faced, bull-bodied beast was completely unfazed by the arrows. With a single pounce, the lion-man stood on the beast's head and roared, "Behold my Five Ghosts Beacon Fire Token!"

The lion-man stretched out his hand, and countless small golden tokens flew out from his sleeves. These tokens flew into Liu Lang's army along five routes, and screams echoed wherever they went. After the tokens were planted in the ground, they emitted plumes of black smoke. Soldiers near the black smoke covered their noses, fell off their horses, and rolled on the ground in agony.

Seeing that the black smoke was clearly poisonous, Liu Lang realized the Uyghur general was indeed formidable. He hastily ordered, "Retreat!"

The black smoke spread rapidly through Liu Lang's army, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of soldiers had fallen from their horses. Fortunately, this army had received careful training and remained calm in the face of danger. The rear guard became the front guard, quickly retreating and regaining their footing. While giving the order to retreat, Liu Lang leaped off his horse, wielding his sword in one hand to block the bull-bodied beast. The instant he landed, he sublimated his primordial spirit, unleashing the "Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation" to block their path.

Liu Lang was no longer the same as before. These days, he not only diligently cultivated his spirit but also, following Xiao Chuo's advice, consumed elixirs to enhance his power.

The Four Immortals of the Carefree Spirits, seasoned veterans of the martial world, saw Liu Lang using the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation to defend against the enemy. Moreover, the formation was incredibly powerful, and given the recent decline in talent in the cultivation world, such masters were few and far between. Therefore, they dared not be careless. They leaped from their mounts and formed a fan shape to encircle Liu Lang, engaging him in fierce combat.

Although Liu Lang was highly skilled, the Four Immortals of the Carefree Spirits were no pushovers either. Liu Lang found it difficult to fight four against one, and the weather worsened; the snow was already ankle-deep. If this dragged on, even if Liu Lang could endure it, his army would be in danger.

For the past few days, Liu Lang had been diligently studying desert warfare. He knew the desert climate was unpredictable; with the current blizzard, the snow would freeze at night, causing extremely low temperatures. Furthermore, given the current situation, they couldn't even approach Loulan City. If they camped in the wilderness, wouldn't half of their soldiers freeze to death? There was even a risk of total annihilation!

Therefore, Liu Lang had no intention of fighting. Under the cover of the Wind, Fire and Thunder Formation, he used the Heavenly Lightning Net. This move was originally the most powerful killing move, but few people in the cultivation world would use it anymore because it consumed too much of his primordial spirit. If someone with a low primordial spirit overexerted himself to use it, it would lead to the destruction of his primordial spirit and serious internal injuries. Therefore, the Heavenly Lightning Net emphasized that cultivators must have more than nine primordial spirits. However, cultivating nine primordial spirits is by no means easy. In the cultivation world of Xingxiu Sea, including the White Wolf Holy Mother, there are no more than ten people who have cultivated nine primordial spirits.

To avoid heavy casualties, Liu Lang unleashed the Heavenly Lightning Net. With a wave of his hand, a patch of eerie blue lightning flashed in his palm. The terrifying blue light quickly ignited, forming a dark blue net that rapidly expanded, spreading endlessly between the Uyghur army and the Liao army. The blue flames scorched the Four Immortals, making it hard for them to breathe and forcing them to retreat involuntarily. A thunderclap erupted from the Heavenly Lightning Net, and all the Uyghur soldiers were shaken, their internal organs churning as if being overturned. Their meridians twisted, their blood flowed backward, and their vision was completely engulfed in darkness. Then they seemed to see thousands upon thousands of hideous white bones, their empty eyes crawling with maggots. A bright blue flame burned their bodies, turning them into thick smoke. Then, the sky was filled with lightning that tore through the heavens, leaving them with no way to escape. The Uyghur soldiers threw down their weapons, clutched their heads, and howled like ghosts.

The eldest of the Four Immortals, the Celestial Fox, immediately used his Kui Luo (a magical weapon) to protect his body, shouting, "Don't panic, this is just an illusion!"

With that, the Celestial Fox waved his hand, throwing the Eight Treasures Sky-Shooting Bell at Liu Lang.

Liu Lang had never seen the Eight Treasures Sky-Shooting Bell before, and was accidentally struck. Moreover, he didn't know that the Eight Treasures Sky-Shooting Bell was specifically designed to attack an opponent's primordial spirit or Kui Luo; if one didn't quickly withdraw their primordial spirit upon seeing the bell, they would suffer a fatal attack.

After being struck by the Sky-Shooting Bell, Liu Lang felt a jolt throughout his body and a sharp pain in his heart. Knowing something was wrong, he immediately retreated.

Seeing the Uyghur army charging again, Liu Lang wanted to use the Heavenly Lightning Net again, but found his primordial spirit severely damaged. If he forced the use of the Heavenly Lightning Net, his injuries would likely worsen. But he couldn't just watch his ten thousand men be wiped out by the Uyghur soldiers! So Liu Lang steeled himself and forcefully unleashed the Heavenly Lightning Net.

Although Liu Lang was seriously injured, many Uyghur soldiers died of fright due to their own cowardice, and others died from mutual slaughter in their mental disorder. Liu Lang's Heavenly Lightning Net attack was weak and short-lived, failing to deliver a fatal blow to the Uyghur army. However, by the time the Uyghur army regrouped, Liu Lang's troops had safely withdrawn ten miles away. Chapter 4: A Beautiful Woman's Affection

(04-18) Liu Lang chose a high, low spot to stabilize his position. The snow was falling heavier and the wind was blowing stronger; such weather was clearly unsuitable for fighting. The Uyghur army did not pursue and returned to their camp. Because Liu Lang had forcibly used the Heavenly Lightning Net, injuring his spirit, he endured the pain and directed his army to construct a circular defensive fortification before the weather reached its coldest point. As Liu Lang ordered, the soldiers gathered all the warhorses together in a large circle, then let them lie down to rest. The soldiers were divided into two groups: one group slept and rested close to the horses, while the other group began piling snow and sand onto the slope outside the horse enclosure. They rotated every hour, and by nightfall, a makeshift castle had been formed. The outer walls, constructed of sand and snow, were about two zhang high, making it difficult for the Uyghur soldiers to breach. Considering the sand was loose and wouldn't solidify, Liu Lang ordered the soldiers to urinate on the "castle" to solidify the sand and snow, which would then freeze together by midnight. The soldiers then pulled down their trousers and lined up to urinate on the "castle." Seeing this, Zi Yue covered her eyes in embarrassment. Liu Lang also went up, and when he returned to Zi Yue's side with his trousers pulled up, he saw that she was still covering her eyes, so he said, "Zi Yue, why are you covering your eyes? Is there sand in your eyes? Do you want me to blow it out for you?" Zi Yue took her hand away, glanced at Liu Lang, and said, "You're the one with sand in your eyes!" Liu Lang fastened his belt, sat down next to Zi Yue, leaned against the warhorse lying behind him, and said, "Zi Yue, the weather in your Loulan is terrible. Winter is almost over, why is it still so cold?" Zi Yue said, "The desert climate is unpredictable, and no one can tell. It will be even colder after nightfall." Liu Lang sighed, had a soldier bring a blanket, and covered Zi Yue with it. Zi Yue asked, "General, were you injured just now?" Liu Lang laughed and said, "I'm fine! I know my injuries. I'll heal myself after setting up the traps." Zi Yue then asked, "Why don't we bring our troops into Loulan City?" Liu Lang replied, "I brought my troops here to repel the Uyghur army and relieve Loulan's crisis. If the army enters the city, it won't be able to help Loulan at all. Instead, they'll be unable to fight because they're surrounded by the Uyghurs. Our army is currently behind the Uyghurs, so even if we don't attack, it will keep them on guard. Moreover, the Uyghurs will feel uncomfortable being between our army and Loulan. They will definitely try to get rid of me, this thorn in their side. If I'm not mistaken, the Uyghurs will attack us tonight during the snowstorm. So I need to set up traps and eliminate as many Uyghurs as possible." “But your injuries…why don’t I go help you…” Liu Lang stopped Zi Yue with his hand, saying, “I told you it’s nothing serious. Take care of yourself, and I’ll be relieved!” Seeing Liu Lang’s resolute will, Zi Yue nodded with tears in her eyes, saying, “General, on behalf of my father and all the people of Loulan, thank you!” Liu Lang smiled and patted Zi Yue’s shoulder. Liu Lang’s injury while saving Loulan saddened Zi Yue. At this moment, the blizzard seemed to be stopping, but the weather was getting colder and colder, causing Zi Yue to stamp her feet incessantly. Seeing this, Liu Lang asked, “Zi Yue, are you very cold?” As he spoke, Liu Lang moved closer to Zi Yue. Zi Yue’s body shifted slightly; she was about to refuse but then gave up, after all, her feet were too cold! Zi Yue said, "General, I've practiced martial arts, so I can handle it, but my feet just can't take it. Even in the city, in this kind of weather, I had to light seven or eight braziers in my room." Liu Lang knew that slender women usually had cold feet, so he said, "Let me warm them up for you." As he spoke, Liu Lang reached under the blanket covering Zi Yue, then took off her boots and removed her icy, delicate feet, tucking them into his arms... Zi Yue couldn't help but exclaim, then blushed and looked around. Fortunately, they were hiding among several warhorses, covered by blankets, and the soldiers around them were taking the time to rest, so no one noticed them. Even so, Zi Yue struggled a little and said, "General, let me go! What if someone sees this..." Liu Lang held Zi Yue's delicate feet in his arms; although they were icy cold, they also felt warm and fragrant. How could he let go? He said, “Don’t refuse! Feet are most susceptible to cold. If they get frostbite and develop sores, not only will they look bad, but walking will also be difficult. If a beautiful girl like you were to have a disability in her feet because of this, it would be my fault!” Zi Yue asked in surprise, “How could it be your fault?” Liu Lang said, “If I’m by your side and don’t know how to cherish a beautiful woman, what kind of man am I? Heaven will punish me!” Hearing this, Zi Yue couldn’t help but chuckle. Liu Lang praised, “Your smile is really beautiful.” As he spoke, Liu Lang stared intently at the corners of Zi Yue’s mouth. Because it was quite dark, even though Liu Lang and Zi Yue were very close, Zi Yue still couldn't see Liu Lang's features clearly. She couldn't help but wonder, "Why can't I see him clearly?" Liu Lang replied, "I can tell by feeling!" Zi Yue pouted and said, "Flattery!" Liu Lang immediately said, "Zi Yue, your mouth is distorted!" Zi Yue subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand and suddenly asked, "General, who taught you your literary talent?" Liu Lang said, "My parents are both very learned people..." Zi Yue said, "I really like the poems you wrote. Could you write another one?" Liu Lang was delighted. It seemed his years of studying hadn't been in vain. He thought: As long as I can write poetry, I can win the favor of beautiful women. Comrades, you should all come back from another world and envy me! However, Liu Lang couldn't recite poems from before the Song Dynasty, but he could recite those from the Ming Dynasty. So Liu Lang recited: "At midnight, I can't sleep, thinking back and forth, I worry that we two won't be together. I remember when I was punished with all the curses before the gods. I think I can't forget you, I'm just afraid you'll abandon me. Our quarrels have made a thousand people laugh." "The day before yesterday I was thin, today I'm thinner, I'm getting thinner and thinner. I sleep in the morning, I sleep at night, I'm too lazy to comb my hair. I talk about dusk, I'm afraid of dusk, it's dusk again. I want to think but I shouldn't think, I want to abandon you but how can I abandon you? I ask my mouth and my heart, and then I ask my heart and my mouth." After Liu Lang finished reciting, he saw Zi Yue deep in thought. Zi Yue suddenly asked, "Did you prepare this beforehand?" Liu Lang said, "I did prepare this beforehand, but no one appreciated it." Zi Yue said, "From now on, you can read it to me." Liu Lang happily agreed and couldn't help but hug Zi Yue's legs even tighter. Ziyue said, "Liulang, this poem should express the torment of missing one's beloved but being unable to see them. But I don't understand, if you have no experience and only rely on imagination, you can't write such a poem." Liulang said, "Because the Uyghur army is pressing in, I often see you losing your appetite and looking haggard, which worries me, so I just wrote this poem casually."

An hour later, Liu Lang personally directed his soldiers to leave a gap in the fortress facing the Uyghur camp, creating a gate. They dug a pit three or four zhang deep beneath the gate, erected spears at the bottom, covered it with the army's banners, and then sprinkled sand and snow on top.

After completing these tasks, Liu Lang found a place to sit down, healing his wounds while keeping an eye on the Uyghur camp.

The snow gradually stopped, and seeing more lights appearing in the Uyghur camp, Liu Lang guessed that the Uyghurs were about to make a move. Sure enough, after half an hour, the Uyghur army surged forward like a tidal wave, their shouts deafening, their torches illuminating the night sky as bright as day.

Liu Lang counted and found that the attacking Uyghur army numbered no less than 50,000; it seemed the Uyghur commander truly intended to kill him.

The army followed Liu Lang's orders and did not fire arrows indiscriminately. Moreover, the Uyghur soldiers had no way to climb the city walls. After circling the fortress, they finally discovered the breach and charged forward recklessly.

The first wave of Uyghur soldiers numbered about two or three thousand, but before they understood what was happening, they fell into the trap. The first to fall in were impaled by spears, and those who were not impaled were knocked back by the onrushing troops before they could climb out.

As the two or three thousand Uyghur soldiers fell into the trap and cried out as they tried to climb out, a second wave of Uyghur soldiers advanced. Liu Lang ordered his men to fire arrows. Immediately, arrows rained down on the charging Uyghur soldiers like locusts. The corpses filled the pit. Even though most of the Uyghur soldiers who had charged earlier were still alive, they were crushed by the corpses and could not climb out. They were buried forever under the yellow sand. At the same time, archers ambushed on the city wall began to shoot the Uyghur soldiers besieging the city. A volley of arrows was fired, and the surrounding area was filled with the corpses of Uyghur soldiers.

Seeing that the soldiers' arrows were almost exhausted and the Uyghur army had suffered nearly half casualties, Liu Lang drew his sword, leaped onto his warhorse, and shouted, "Soldiers, the time to defeat the enemy has come! Charge!"

With that, Liu Lang led the charge down the city walls, a flash of his sword instantly felling seven or eight Uyghur soldiers, greatly boosting the morale of his army, making them unstoppable like tigers descending a mountain.

As the fierce battle began, commotion also arose within Loulan City. A cavalry force of about three or four thousand men charged out of the city gates, forming a pincer movement with Liu Lang's army. Although the Uyghur soldiers fought valiantly, the tide had turned; even the Four Immortals of Xiaoyao, despite their superior martial arts, were powerless to reverse the situation.

The battle continued until dawn, with the Uyghur army routed and fleeing in disarray.

Liu Lang, following Zi Yue, returned to Five-Colored City to the sound of victory songs, finding the streets lined with people, all raising their hands to welcome the triumphant army.

Liu Lang looked triumphantly at Zi Yue, seeing her radiant smile. Although he hadn't slept all night and was slightly tired, the fatigue had long since been washed away by victory.

Zi Yue's eyes glistened with tears of joy. In this battle, they had lost nearly two thousand soldiers and seven hundred warhorses.

King Sluo warmly welcomed Liu Lang and his main generals into the palace, where he hosted a banquet for Liu Lang in the magnificent hall.

During the banquet, Liu Lang expressed his heartfelt wish for peace to King Sluo.

King Sluo was extremely grateful and offered five thousand cattle and sheep and a cartload of jewels as a reward and token of gratitude, but Liu Lang refused.

Liu Lang said, "The Song Dynasty and Loulan are like brothers. How can I accept money to help my own brother?"

King Sluo was deeply moved by this.

After the banquet, King Sluo, knowing that Liu Lang and the others were exhausted, arranged rooms for them to rest. Liu Lang accepted without hesitation, especially since he felt his spirit had not yet recovered and he truly needed rest.

Liu Lang slept soundly through the night, and when he was woken up, he found it was already evening.

Zi Yue said, "Father has arranged a banquet to thank everyone. Will you go?"

Liu Lang thought for a moment and said, "What about you?"

Zi Yue said, "You're a guest here! And with my father here, it's inconvenient for me to show my face."

Liu Lang then said, "Actually, I'm not good at drinking. How about I come and talk to you after the banquet?"

Because Liu Lang had been thinking about Zi Yue during the banquet, he stayed for a while and then went to find her.

When Zi Yue chatted with Liu Lang, they exchanged a few sentences before turning to poetry. Then, Zi Yue took Liu Lang to visit her study.

Liu Lang saw that besides all the women's items, Zi Yue's study was filled with literary books from various dynasties, including some martial arts manuals for cultivating one's spirit and inner energy, but there were still many Tang poetry books.

Afterward, Zi Yue led Liu Lang to the back garden. The courtyard was elegant and unique. Today was the sixteenth, and although it wasn't completely dark yet, a full moon had already appeared in the sky.

The courtyard was filled with all kinds of plum trees, most of which were ancient trees over a hundred years old. Some were as thick as two people could hug. Some had ancient and rustic roots, while others had unique and elegant postures. Some were covered with snow-like blossoms, while others had sparse buds that stood out alone. Each had its own refined beauty and was considered divine.

Ziyue, dressed in elegant clothes, stood on the red bridge over the small lake in the plum grove. She saw the fragrant plum blossoms on both banks, complemented by the flowing water, all vying for brilliance. Her white robes were pure and cold, and her beauty was unparalleled. Liulang couldn't help but stare in a daze...

The moon slowly rose, becoming as big as an ice plate. The bright moonlight shone on the treetops, casting sparse shadows. The ice and snow in the pond mingled, and a faint fragrance floated in the air. Under the moon, the woman appeared even more beautiful and otherworldly.

The plum blossoms vied for attention under the moonlight, their beauty vying for attention. Liu Lang, accompanied by Zi Yue, lingered amidst the fragrant blossoms, feeling the pure moonlight flowing across the sky and the clear shadows cast on the ground. Even with the sudden chill of the wind, the fragrance of flowers lingered. This earthly paradise was truly rare, and even more so, a soulmate like Zi Yue. Liu Lang thought to himself: if only he could spend his days and nights with Zi Yue, his life would not have been in vain.

As Liu Lang gazed at Zi Yue's exquisite back, she suddenly turned to him and said, "Liu Lang, it's rare to find someone with such outstanding literary talent, and it's rare to find such a beautiful moon and flowers today. Compose a poem about flowers for me."

Upon hearing this, Liu Lang thought to himself with delight: Luckily, I had some free time before and memorized many of Tang Bohu's poems; it seems they will all come in handy now! Although Liu Lang thought this way, he said, "Although the scene before me is particularly profound, I am not Cao Zijian who can compose poetry in seven steps. I need to think about it."

Zi Yue pulled Liu Lang to sit down and said, "Then think quickly, but be fast!"

Liu Lang hurriedly found a poem by Tang Bohu in his memory and said, "When the plum blossoms bloom, the moon is bright, the flowers are like silk, the moon is like silver. A thousand flowers bloom in the melting moonlight, a round moon shines before the flowers. How many kinds of plum blossom sentiments are there under the moon? How much spirit of the moon is there among the flowers? Wait until the moon sets and the flowers wither on night, and the person who seeks flowers and asks the moon will be saddened!"

After Liu Lang finished reciting, a cold wind blew by, and several plum blossoms were blown into the pond. In the water, Zi Yue felt a pang of heartache and said, "Sixth Brother, I'm so lucky to hear this beautiful poem, but even the most beautiful plum blossoms will eventually wither."

Sixth Brother sighed, "Isn't life the same? Whether you're a king or a general on earth, or a fairy like Chang'e in heaven, you'll eventually grow old and turn into dust. True friends are hard to find in this life. To have a kindred spirit like you listen to my poetry makes my life worthwhile!"

Zi Yue laughed, "Does the General also understand the concept of a true friend?"

Sixth Brother playfully replied, "I also know how to give a kiss!"

He then tried to take advantage of Zi Yue.

Seeing this, Zi Yue quickly stopped him, slightly annoyed, "Are your ears itchy?"

Sixth Brother chuckled and dodged Zi Yue's attack.

Ziyue said again, "Alright, I won't pull your ears. Now, compose another poem for me."

Upon hearing this, Liulang immediately recited: "Today, the purple moon shines on the flower branches, and the beauty under the moon has no thoughts. People at Guanhua Bridge remember the beauty, and we share this moment under the purple moon. Let's drink a cup of wine to thank the moon and water the flowers, and compose a poem praising the flowers and the moon. I am so drunk that I want to sleep under the flowers and the moon, and people laugh at my foolishness under the moon and before the flowers."

What was remarkable about Liu Lang's poem was that every line contained the character for "moon," captivating Zi Yue. As she pondered the beautiful verses, Liu Lang unexpectedly seized the opportunity to tease her.

When Liu Lang held her in his arms, Zi Yue felt her cheeks burn and her limbs go weak. She let out a soft "Mmm" and collapsed into his embrace.

Liu Lang took advantage of the situation, lifting Zi Yue and striding to the fragrant couch in her room.

He removed Zi Yue's outer garment, staring at her nearly naked body. Beneath the undergarment, her delicate, snow-white breasts, rosy cherries, and fragrant valley were almost too tempting to resist.

Liu Lang's hands trembled slightly as he held Zi Yue's firm, white breasts, his movements as gentle as if caressing a precious porcelain vase, afraid of shattering them.

"Mmm..."

A barely audible moan reached Liu Lang's ears, yet it was so clear and alluring.

This was the first time Zi Yue's delicate, jade-like breasts had been touched by a man, causing a shy blush to rise on her face.

The moment Liu Lang grasped Zi Yue's breasts, he could feel their softness and felt a shiver run through him. He instinctively gripped them tightly, unable to let go for a long time.

Although there was a short shirt and undergarment between them, Liu Lang could still clearly feel the tender texture of Zi Yue's breasts, and couldn't help but think: if it felt so good even through clothing, how delicate and smooth would it be to truly touch Zi Yue's soft breasts?

Just imagining the erotic scene was enough to excite Liu Lang, and seeing the blush on Zi Yue's face, a raging fire of desire surged within him. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Hehe, Zi Yue, why don't you open your eyes?"

Zi Yue's mind went blank for a moment, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, a hint of shyness flashing across her face. She scolded, "You're bullying me!"

A beauty's shy anger was a captivating sight.

Liu Lang smiled wickedly and said, "Hehe, then how about this, you bully me, like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Lang forcefully touched Zi Yue's breasts.

A sudden, unusual tingling sensation from her breasts filled Zi Yue with unbearable shame. Her heart raced, her eyes glazed over, and she could no longer bear Liu Lang's burning gaze. She closed her beautiful eyes tightly and whispered, "You...you're a scoundrel..."

Liu Lang chuckled wickedly, "A scoundrel? You'll see how good I am in a moment!"

Hearing Liu Lang's lewd teasing and feeling the shameful heat of his large hand gripping her breasts, Zi Yue was both angry and ashamed, and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

Seeing Zi Yue's shy silence, Liu Lang smiled wickedly and gently kissed her exquisite face, thinking: So soft and tender, her skin is so well-maintained!

Zi Yue's delicate eyebrows, her tightly closed eyes, her straight nose, and her peach-blossom cheeks all made Liu Lang's lips burn even hotter, while her jade-like earlobes and fresh, luscious red lips made him uncontrollably suckle them wildly.

When Liu Lang's fiery lips gently sucked and licked Zi Yue's sensitive earlobe, Zi Yue's body trembled slightly as if in a spasm.

Liu Lang cupped Zi Yue's head in his hands and began to kiss her soft and luscious red lips passionately.

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Lang finally gave up his entanglement with Zi Yue's luscious red lips, and his lips began to slide down Zi Yue's chin, to her swan-like, graceful and straight neck. Her snow-white and crystal-clear skin, collarbone, and rounded shoulders all captivated Liu Lang. Then, Liu Lang buried his head in Zi Yue's snow-white cleavage, unable to move for a long time.

At this moment, Liu Lang gently embraced Zi Yue and slowly lifted her upper body, gently removing her clothes.

Faced with Liu Lang's actions, Zi Yue did not resist, but the thought of being completely naked in front of Liu Lang made her even more shy and embarrassed. A captivating blush appeared on her originally flawless white body.

Because of Zi Yue's compliance, Liu Lang quickly stripped her naked. As her last remaining undergarments and shorts slowly fell away, she finally revealed her breathtakingly beautiful, snow-white body.

Zi Yue involuntarily closed her beautiful eyes tightly, her cheeks flushed, and lay shyly and timidly in the center of the soft and comfortable bed.

When Liu Lang's bloodshot eyes fell between Zi Yue's long, slender, snow-white legs, he could no longer control the boiling desire within him. He quickly stripped off his own clothes and, like a mad beast, pounced on her, pinning her beneath him.

Zi Yue was instantly struck as if by a heavy blow, letting out a soft cry. Her whole body went numb, and she involuntarily clung tightly to Liu Lang, her black hair cascading down like clouds...

After a series of passionate encounters, Zi Yue's delicate body convulsed, joyfully reaching her tenth climax, while Liu Lang also planted his seed within her for the third time.

Chapter Five: Starry Sea, Moon Shadow Peak, Silver Cloud Palace

. The next day, Liu Lang bid farewell to King Si Luo and was about to

head to Yu Ti Pass when suddenly a hot sensation rose in his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed up, causing him to vomit it all onto the ground before he could react. After vomiting blood, Liu Lang felt dizzy and fell from his horse. Zi Yue rushed over to help him.

When Zi Yue checked Liu Lang's pulse, she was shocked and said, "General! Why is your pulse so erratic?"

Liu Lang weakly raised his head and said, "I was happy last night and drank a few too many cups…it might have injured my still-recovering primordial spirit. It's alright…I can still manage. Help me onto my horse."

Zi Yue said, "I didn't expect General to be so badly injured. It's all my fault for being so careless! After you were struck by the Heavenly Fox's Heavenly Shooting Bell, I didn't advise you to recuperate in time. Now your primordial spirit is in danger of disintegration. If you rely solely on yourself to recuperate, it probably won't be very effective. You need someone with a strong primordial spirit to help you through this crisis. Unfortunately, I don't have that ability." "It would be better if you waited, General, to come with me to Moonshadow Peak to seek help from my grandmother!"

Liu Lang asked, "Will your grandmother help me?"

Zi Yue frankly replied, "Back then, the cultivation world faced the danger of being wiped out, so it was understandable that they only cared about protecting themselves. My grandmother endured humiliation and hardship; she wasn't a bad person. At that time, of the three thousand disciples of the Silver Cloud Palace, less than five hundred remained. My grandmother endured hardship and bided her time, and ten years later, she enabled the Silver Cloud Palace to once again rule the cultivation world of the Three Rivers, Six Ridges, and Seventy-two Immortal Islands overseas, restoring the glory of the time when the Bright God was reborn. I guess you are also a cultivator; how could she stand by and watch someone die?"

Liu Lang sighed and said, "I can only try."

Zi Yue then escorted Liu Lang to Starry Sea to heal his wounds.

On the morning of the third day, the carriage Liu Lang was riding in arrived at Maqu, the source of the Yellow River. Maqu spans hundreds of miles, dotted with hundreds of lakes of varying sizes and shapes. These lakes and marshes shimmered under the sunlight, a truly beautiful and magnificent sight.

On the emerald green beaches of Xingxiu Lake, wild jasmine and primroses bloomed against the cold, while herds of wild yaks and Tibetan antelopes roamed freely. In the streams, bar-headed geese and yellow ducks splashed and played, and schools of scaleless Qinghai fish swam.

After rounding a bend in the river, they saw mountains rising ahead. Ziyue said to Liulang, "The mountains ahead are called Cuiyun Mountain. Beyond this mountain is Yueying Peak. Let's hurry on our way."

Liulang and the others walked for a while longer, but the mountains ahead were steep and the road winding. The driver didn't know the way, so they stopped in front of a dense forest. Suddenly, they heard a sharp cry from the forest, followed by a gust of foul wind.

Ziyue cried out in alarm, then signaled Liulang to be careful, and grabbed her sword to get out of the carriage.

A clump of green, fuzzy grass-like material suddenly appeared from the forest. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a monster that was neither human nor monster, with a head full of green fur, a pair of small, round, red eyes that gleamed, a hooked nose, and a square mouth that protruded like a monkey's, with blood-red lips that turned upwards to reveal a set of sharp teeth.

This monster had a small head and a large body, with a fat, bloated upper body, while its hands and feet were long and thin like bird claws.

Zi Yue recognized this as the Green Fiend from the Western Regions, who lurked near the Starry Sea to abduct beautiful women from the cultivation world. She hadn't expected to encounter him today, so she let out a sharp cry and unleashed a sword beam.

The sword beam was as sharp as lightning, yet it circled the Green Fiend without harming him in the slightest.

The Green Fiend laughed and waved his hand, summoning two more monsters identical to him beside him. Both had red eyes and green hair, large heads and small bodies. Although ugly, they were exceptionally agile. Although Zi Yue was also a master from the cultivation world, fighting three against one, she was already struggling to hold her own after a few rounds.

Then, one of the Green Fiends, using some unknown sorcery, passed right through Zi Yue's sword beam and nestled into her arms.

In her embarrassment and anger, Zi Yue dodged left and right, her sword flashing and slashing, but she couldn't even scratch the Green Demon. The Green Demon, however, gripped Zi Yue's hand tightly, screaming excitedly, trying to capture her and carry her away.

Knowing she was no match for the Green Demon, Zi Yue quickly used her Golden Thread Wandering Wrist to break free from its control, her body drifting back a foot. Then, she sublimated her primordial spirit, shouting, "Wind, Fire, Thunder, and Lightning Formation!"

Zi Yue clasped her hands together, and as she shouted, radiant light shone from above her head. A sharp, crimson-blue wave of energy rapidly spread outwards, expanding to a radius of a foot, and rubbing against the air to create a flame-like outer shell, completely protecting Zi Yue and the carriage beside her.

Knowing she was outmatched, but unable to abandon Liu Lang and flee, Zi Yue could only use the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation to temporarily protect him. However, with her limited skill, the formation's effect could only last for the time it

takes for an incense stick to burn. Zi Yue hoped that during this time, she would encounter reinforcements from her fellow disciples. The Green Evil Demons, seeing Zi Yue use the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation, showed no surprise. It seemed they had become familiar with this martial art after years of robbing disciples of the cultivation world. After exchanging sinister smiles, they formed a triangle, spinning like tops, and fiercely attacked Zi Yue's protective aura.

Seeing that the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation was about to be broken by the Green Evil Demons, Zi Yue anxiously looked around, but the place was empty and deserted.

Just as Zi Yue was about to give up, a flash of light appeared on the treetops, revealing a white-haired woman in a silver-white Taoist robe. She appeared like a sudden burst of Buddhist light, possessing unparalleled beauty and elegance. Though her hair was entirely silver, her skin was as delicate as a young girl's. A five-colored halo surrounded her, and her body shimmered with spiritual light, but her imposing smile was enough to deter anyone from approaching.

Zi Yue exclaimed joyfully, "Grandma..."

The White Wolf Saintess, with a haughty yet slightly contemptuous gaze, looked at the Green Evil Demon and said, "You three fiends, how many disciples of my cultivation world have you harmed over the years? Today I've finally encountered you. Why don't you hand over your lives?"

The Green Evil Demon, seeing their chance to succeed, were utterly disappointed by the White Wolf Saintess's sudden appearance. Knowing they were no match for her, they screamed and fled for their lives.

Seeing that the White Wolf Mother wasn't giving chase, Zi Yue was puzzled. Then, the White Wolf Mother's spiritual light suddenly vanished, and she disappeared completely, as if evaporated from the face of the earth! Zi Yue then realized that the White Wolf Mother had used "Thousand-Mile Image Transmission" to save her and then stopped. Zi Yue quickly bowed gracefully towards Moon Shadow Peak, saying, "Zi Yue thanks Grandma for saving us!"

Li Liulang, feeling surprised, mustered his strength, lifted the carriage curtain, and asked, "Zi Yue, did your grandma come to save us?"

Zi Yue replied, "Just now, three evil spirits were robbing us. I couldn't hold on any longer, but thankfully Grandma used 'Thousand-Mile Image Transmission' to scare them away, otherwise we would have been in trouble!" Liulang

didn't say anything more, and after Zi Yue got into the carriage, he told the driver to speed up.

The carriage traveled along the mountain road for more than an hour, crossing two mountain ridges, and finally saw the snow-capped Moon Shadow Peak ahead. In the center of the peak, a gleaming silver palace spanned the mountainside.

Zi Yue helped Liu Lang down from the carriage, but the carriage and driver could go no further. Zi Yue told the driver to wait where he was, while she and Liu Lang went to the gate of the Silver Cloud Palace. The guards at the gate all recognized Zi Yue, and she greeted them one by one.

Liu Lang followed Zi Yue through the palace gate and up the 133 blue stone steps in front of the Silver Cloud Palace. Ahead was the main hall of the Silver Cloud Palace. The shimmering silver pavilion was surrounded by mountain mist, like a fairyland. Outside the main hall stood a crowd of disciples from the cultivation world, about one or two hundred people, most of them energetic and vigorous. Some were whispering to each other, as if discussing something.

At this moment, a radiant woman in green robes walked out of the palace and went straight to Ziyue, smiling, "Junior Sister Ziyue, I really envy you."

Ziyue cupped her hands to the woman in green and said, "Senior Sister Yunluo, what do you mean by that?"

Liulang didn't recognize Yunluo, but he was captivated by her unparalleled beauty. However, upon hearing Ziyue call her Senior Sister Yunluo, he realized that this fairy-like woman was Yunluo, who controlled Xiliang.

Yunluo said, "Although you are not Grandma's direct disciple, she has doted on you ever since you entered the realm of cultivation. Just now, when you encountered danger at the foot of the mountain, Grandma personally rescued you. Isn't that enviable?"

Ziyue smiled shyly and said, "Senior Sister Yunluo, please don't flatter me! Everyone knows you are Grandma's most beloved disciple. This General Yang is seriously injured and urgently needs treatment. Please help me inform Grandma." Yunluo

looked at Liulang and said, "Grandma already knows, so she ordered me to come out and take you inside. However, I wonder what kind of injury this general suffered?"

Ziyue said, "General Yang was struck by the Heavenly Fox's Heavenly Shooting Bell, which injured his primordial spirit."

Yunluo nodded slightly and led Liulang and Ziyue inside. As they walked, Yunluo said, "The Heaven-Shooting Bell is the most threatening weapon to the primordial spirit. Being hit by it will cause the primordial spirit to be overdrawn, resulting in serious injury or even death! I wonder how many primordial spirits this general has cultivated to?"

Liulang smiled bitterly, "I have only cultivated nine primordial spirits. I'm sorry you had to laugh at me!"

Yunluo smiled and nodded, saying, "That's already quite good. General, please!"

As they spoke, they arrived at the main hall. Liulang saw a poem engraved on the plaque in the center of the main hall and couldn't help but read it aloud: "His merit is as boundless as heaven and earth, once he enters the realm of cultivation, the days and months are long. He sings of the sorrows of a beautiful woman until his white hair is gone, and once he has seen the vast ocean, he is lost in the sea."

After getting up, the White Wolf Holy Mother felt unwell. At this moment, she was leaning against the Nine-Turn Silver Phoenix Bed in the Silver Cloud Palace, playing with a teacup in her hand. The pot of top-grade Huangshan Maojian tea had been cold for a long time.

The five groups of people that the White Wolf Mother sent out a few days ago have still not returned, and she is starting to get impatient. Her disciples are all trembling with fear, their faces showing apprehension. They have never seen the White Wolf Mother so flustered. Zhu Xingchen, one of the Ten Protectors, nudged Shen Qianlong's arm and whispered, "Third brother, Grandma's face looks terrible today! In my memory, she hasn't had this expression in many years. Worry is followed by irritability, and irritability is followed by rage. Someone's going to be in trouble again."

Shen Qianlong smiled and said, "Second brother, you seem to have a knack for dealing with Grandma's temper. " "I've figured out her temperament perfectly."

Zhu Xingchen looked at his left hand, missing three fingers, and said, "Having been by Grandma's side for so many years, if I couldn't even understand her temperament, I'd be dead long ago!"

Then, Zhu Xingchen added, "Grandma has always been very fond of you, and I want to ask Third Brother

for a favor..." Shen Qianlong said, "Second Brother wants me to plead for Ninth Sister?"

Zhu Xingchen immediately said, "Please, Third Brother, plead for Ninth Sister!"

Shen Qianlong said, "I will definitely help."

At this moment, Yunluo went to inform the White Wolf Saint Mother and Ziyue that they had arrived, and Ziyue helped Liulang come to see Shen Qianlong and the others.

Shen Qianlong asked in surprise, "Ziyue, who is he?"

Zi Yue sighed and briefly recounted her ordeal to Shen Qianlong and the other man. She then asked what had happened. Zhu Xingchen shook his head and sighed, "The spirit of the Bright God is about to reincarnate. Grandma said she has already resonated with the Bright God's soon-to-be-reincarnated spirit, so she sent out five groups of people to search for it. However, most of the disciples sent out are mortals and cannot complete this mission. But Grandma is determined to obtain the Bright God's reincarnated spirit; otherwise, she wouldn't be so anxious. If the mission cannot be completed, these five groups will..." "I will definitely be punished. You must know the depth of my relationship with Ninth Sister..."

Shen Qianlong said calmly, "I will never stand idly by, but I can't guarantee what will happen to Grandma. Ninth Sister's fate is up to her!"

At this moment, the White Wolf Saintess, lying on the Silver Phoenix Couch, suddenly frowned, covered her chest with a slender hand, and cried out "Ah!"

Her majestic starry eyes shot out two terrifying beams of light, which made all the disciples in the Silver Cloud Palace shiver in fear.

The White Wolf Mother's facial muscles twitched in agony, her once elegant face twisted and deformed. A multicolored light shone from between her brows as she cried, "Give me back my primordial spirit!"

After a moment, the White Wolf Mother felt the pain subside, and she said sadly, "It's still shattered! I've waited half my life, hoping to merge with the primordial spirit of the reincarnated Bright God, but in the end, I've still vanished into nothingness! Alas… why? Why did fate make me so close to becoming a god?"

With that, the White Wolf Mother flew into a rage, smashing the stone table to pieces, and roared, "You useless bunch! You're all trash, idiots!"

Instantly, the White Wolf Mother… The disciples, terrified, all knelt on the ground, crying out, "Grandma, please calm down! Grandma, please calm down!"

The White Wolf Mother's anger was still not appeased. She smashed all the magical artifacts around her to the ground, and even as she sat back on the Silver Phoenix Bed, her rage remained. She said, "To find the reincarnation of the Bright God, I sent out five groups of people, but these five groups are all useless, ruining my grand plan. When they return, I will cut off their hands and temporarily imprison them in the Blackwater Prison. Yuan Kui will be in charge of this matter. Yun Luo and Ning Cai'er will stay. The rest of you, step back. Without my decree, no one is allowed to enter the Silver Cloud Palace!"

Zhu Xingchen's vision blurred, and she almost fainted. She wanted to step forward to plead for the five groups of people, but Shen Qianlong pulled her back.

Shen Qianlong whispered, "Are you out of your mind? Grandma is furious. She might punish you too. We'll discuss what to do later!"

Hearing this, Zhu Xingchen could only silently retreat.

Seeing the White Wolf Mother's furious expression, Zi Yue didn't know how to ask her to heal Liu Lang's injuries. Just then, Yun Luo approached the White Wolf Mother and whispered a few words in her ear.

The White Wolf Mother nodded and summoned Zi Yue and Liu Lang to speak.

Liu Lang had heard of Yun Luo's martial arts skills; she killed enemies with ease on the battlefield, even the Carefree Immortal Lord was no match for her. Therefore, Liu Lang thought Yun Luo's martial arts were the best. But now, seeing Yun Luo so respectful to the White Wolf Mother, who resembled the "White-Haired Witch," he could imagine that the White Wolf Mother must be incredibly powerful. He needed to find a way to subdue her when he had the chance.

Zi Yue knelt down, greeted the White Wolf Mother, and begged her to heal Liu Lang's injuries.

The White Wolf Mother remained calm, examined Liu Lang's injuries, and said nothing.

Zi Yue looked sadly at the White Wolf Mother and said, "Grandma, General Yang became like this because he saved me. Don't you have a way to save him?"

The White Wolf Mother's expression was solemn. She sat back on the silver phoenix couch, closed her eyes, and said, "There are two ways to save him, but both are extremely difficult. The first is to find the 'Washing God Stone.' It is a divine stone forged from the essence of the sun and moon, tempered a thousand times. There is only one in the world. It was originally in the hands of our sect's Holy Ancestor, the Bright God, but it has now disappeared with the Bright God. However, some people say..." Before his death, the God of Cleansing gave the Cleansing Stone to the former Emperor Chai Rong of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If one could obtain this item, it could both accelerate the attainment of divine power and cure all diseases. Unfortunately, for many years, the Cleansing Stone has remained lost without a trace. Another method is to use our sect's Yi Yuan Divine Art, a top-secret technique for dual cultivation of the divine realm. Because he already possesses nine primordial spirits, to help him restore them, the person cultivating with him must be two primordial spirits higher than him; otherwise, they too will suffer primordial spirit depletion.

Upon hearing this, Liu Lang was greatly alarmed, thinking: The Cleansing Stone? Could it be the Divine Essence that Long Ji gave me? But should I tell her the whereabouts of the Cleansing Stone?

Zi Yue remained silent upon hearing this.

Liu Lang stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Grandma, your magic is so powerful, wouldn't it be perfect for you to help me heal?"

The White Wolf Mother sighed, "Since the death of the God of Light, no one in the Silver Cloud Palace has ever possessed eleven primordial spirits, including myself!"

As she spoke, the White Wolf Mother took a sip of fragrant tea and continued, "You already have nine primordial spirits, while I only have ten. This... is a bit difficult!"

Upon hearing this, Zi Yue and Liu Lang both looked at the White Wolf Mother in surprise.

"You must all know about the earth-shattering, tear-jerking battle between the Bright God and the Star Fiend Demon Lord! In that battle, although the Bright God upheld the dignity of the cultivation world and maintained peace and prosperity for all living beings, he ultimately passed away due to the exhaustion of his primordial spirit... Like the Bright God, the Star Fiend Demon Lord possessed an indestructible golden body. Although their physical bodies died, their primordial spirits and Kui Luo would be reincarnated. Before his death, the Star Fiend Demon Lord used the Qiankun Blood Exchange Talisman to plant his reincarnated Kui Luo on the three-leaf divine flower of Ice Wolf Mountain..."

At this point, the White Wolf Holy Mother shook her head and said after a long silence, "But I advise you not to fight those three..." "It was Ye Shenhua's idea."

Zi Yue asked again, "Grandma, is there really no way?"

Liu Lang's expression darkened, and he said softly, "Grandma, I understand! I will not let my life ruin the world."

The White Wolf Saint Mother sighed and said, "It's good that you understand! General, I have heard of your great achievements. I cherish your talent and will not watch you die like this. Although I cannot use the Yi Yuan Divine Skill to help you heal your injuries, I can use our sect's Qi Devouring Limitless to delay the decay of your primordial spirit."

Liu Lang's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he looked at the White Wolf Saint Mother with gratitude.

Zi Yue was also overjoyed.

At this moment, the White Wolf Saint Mother ordered Ning Cai'er to hold the Dragon Slaying Sword and guard the gate of the Silver Cloud Palace, and anyone who dared to trespass would be killed without mercy! Then, the White Wolf Mother instructed Yunluo to retrieve her medicine box from her chambers. She took out a pill called "Rejuvenating Ointment" and gave it to Liulang. Then, she said to Yunluo and Ziyue, "You two should go now! I will be healing him for a long time, about four hours. During this time, no one should disturb me, understand?"

Yunluo agreed and left the Silver Cloud Palace with Ziyue.

At this moment, Ziyue told Yunluo that she was going to the Looking-at-the-Immortal Platform to visit her master and would be back soon. Yunluo nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, someone outside shouted, "Senior Sister Yunluo! Something bad has happened... a fight has broken out down there..."

Hearing this, Yunluo ran out to see what was happening, and indeed, something was going on outside the Silver Cloud Palace.

Chapter Six: The White Wolf Mother

Meanwhile, the five groups of people sent out by the White Wolf Mother returned to Moon Shadow Peak one after another. The five main people in charge whispered among themselves at the foot of the mountain, not daring to go up rashly, because the task assigned by the White Wolf Mother had not been completed, and they would certainly be punished upon their return.

Fang Xuanlin, the youngest and most quick-witted, said, "In my opinion, Grandmother is very concerned about this operation, and we've returned empty-handed. This might enrage her. Let's discuss how to explain ourselves before returning to the mountain."

Song Ci wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "Grandmother wouldn't kill the five of us for this

, would she? At worst, we'll just get a scolding!" Dai Qing'e, the ninth protector of the Silver Cloud Palace, frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "Grandmother has always been ruthless and never shows mercy to us disciples. I think Xuanlin is right; we should think of a reason."

Song Ci, half-believing, half-doubting, said again, "Grandma isn't completely heartless! A few days ago, Senior Sister Ning accidentally broke Grandma's 'Dragon Sea Jade Mirror Bottle,' which contained Grandma's special cleansing water. Grandma only punished Senior Sister Ning by making her face in meditation at the Cliff of Repentance for three days, didn't she?"

Dai Qing'e snorted and said, "Song Ci, you're too naive! How can you and I compare to Senior Sister Ning? She has countless rare and wondrous arts to please Grandma, and only she can turn the world upside down in the Starry Sea. Only she can inherit the world-shaking Four Symbols Divine Skill!"

Hearing this, Song Ci seemed thoughtful and fell silent.

At this moment, Zhu Xingchen hurriedly came down from the mountain, stopped Dai Qing'e, and urged the others to quickly go up the mountain to hand over the orders.

After Song Ci and the other three left, Zhu Xingchen said sadly, "Ninth Sister, I'm afraid you can no longer go to the Silver Cloud Palace!"

"What do you mean?"

Dai Qing'e asked, looking at Zhu Xingchen's worried eyes.

"You failed your mission, and Grandmother is furious. She ordered the Elder of Justice to cut off your hands and imprison you in the Blackwater Prison. Qing'e, there's no other way now. We can only escape from the Silver Cloud Palace to be safe."

Dai Qing'e shook her head sadly and said, "I didn't expect Grandmother to be so ruthless. All these years we've followed her have been for nothing. Second brother, I appreciate your kindness, but I can't drag you down with me. Grandmother's power is boundless. Even you said she's the closest to a true god in the cultivation world. So we can't escape at all. It's better to let them cut off our hands."

As she spoke, Dai Qing'e almost cried.

Zhu Xingchen patted Dai Qing'e's shoulder and said, "I won't let you lose your hands! Qing'e, we'll wander the world, making our home wherever we are. Grandmother won't find us so easily. Come with me quickly, or it will be too late!"

"It's too late!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from afar, and a black shadow floated down from the mountain. The person was Yuan Kui, the Elder of Justice of the Silver Cloud Palace.

Zhu Xingchen knew something was wrong and quickly pulled Dai Qing'e away, but Yuan Kui's lightness skill was excellent, and she caught up with them in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Kui let out a cold laugh and said, "How dare you betray Grandma! Hurry up and come back with me to beg for forgiveness."

Dai Qing'e felt a chill in her heart. She knew Yuan Kui's martial arts skills very well, and it seemed that she was doomed today.

Zhu Xingchen's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Yuan Kui, all these years, we've suffered under Grandma's oppression, and we've all dared not speak out. Back then, you were also forced to join the Silver Cloud Palace, and you must know Grandma's unpredictable temper. Why must you kill us all?"

Yuan Kui snorted, "Don't try to sow discord between me and Grandma. To tell you the truth, I sympathize with your situation, but Grandma ordered me to enforce the law. If you escape, I won't be able to answer to her. In this world, there are only the weak and the strong. The weak are destined to be humiliated by the strong. You must accept reality! Come back with me. You've only lost a pair of hands; otherwise, you'd lose more than just a pair." Zhu

Xingchen knew that things had reached an irreversible point. He secretly gripped a Qiankun Dart in his right hand and gave Dai Qing'e a wink, signaling her to be careful.

Yuan Kui was no ordinary expert; he was a seasoned veteran who had been famous throughout the Western Regions for many years. So, before Zhu Xingchen could make a move, he unleashed the Hunyuan Benlei Palm and struck towards Zhu Xingchen.

Zhu Xingchen blocked Yuan Kui's attack with his left palm. When the two palms collided, Zhu Xingchen's body was immediately thrown back. Knowing full well that his internal strength was still shallow and he was no match for Yuan Kui, he didn't engage in a direct confrontation. Instead, he used

his Qiankun Dart to sneakily attack Yuan Kui's face. Zhu Xingchen's Qiankun Dart was coated with a potent poison, and the Zhu family were masters of poison. Furthermore, Zhu Xingchen's throwing technique was unique; his darts followed an arc, causing opponents to become complacent and fall into his trap.

However, Yuan Kui was no pushover. As Zhu Xingchen's Qiankun Dart whistled through the air, spinning twice, it failed to harm Yuan Kui, and the dart fell to the ground.

Looking at Zhu Xingchen and Yuan Kui again, Yuan Kui discovered they had already escaped quite a distance. But his lightness skill was exceptional; with a few leaps, he caught up with them.

As Zhu Xingchen tried to resist, Yuan Kui grabbed Dai Qing'e by the neck and shouted, "Zhu Xingchen, don't be so ungrateful! You can't escape. Come back with me and apologize to Grandma!"

Dai Qing'e said tearfully to Zhu Xingchen, "Second Brother, I never intended to escape. I knew we couldn't, so let's go back! Whether I live or die, with your kindness, Ninth Sister is content!"

Zhu Xingchen sighed and surrendered to Yuan Kui.

Yuan Kui let out a sinister laugh, then suddenly struck Zhu Xingchen's vital points, knocking him unconscious with a single blow.

Dai Qing'e was horrified. Seeing Yuan Kui's malicious smile, a chill ran down her spine.

Dai Qing'e knew that Yuan Kui was extremely lecherous and had tried to seduce her many times without success. He was sure that Yuan Kui had ill intentions towards her now, but she could only suppress her grief and say to Yuan Kui, "Uncle Yuan, for the sake of our fellow disciples, please let my second brother go!"

Yuan Kui said, "Zhu Xingchen dared to instigate you to betray Grandma. I can't bear the responsibility of 'letting go'! If Grandma finds out, I'll lose my life!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Qing'e looked at Zhu Xingchen lying on the ground and couldn't help but shed tears. She then knelt down with a thud and said to Yuan Kui, "All the mistakes are mine. I have confessed my sins and am willing to accept any punishment!"

Seeing that Dai Qing'e was sad and extremely concerned about Zhu Xingchen's safety, Yuan Kui walked over, lifted Dai Qing'e's chin with his hand, and said, "Really?"

As he spoke, Yuan Kui's cunning gaze slid down Dai Qing'e's beautiful and fair face to her high breasts.

At this moment, Yuan Kui stroked Dai Qing'e's high, firm breasts, causing them to heave violently. She didn't resist, knowing that resistance made no difference. Fate is like that; sometimes you know it's unfair, but you still have to face it.

Dai Qing'e knew she could only sacrifice her own body to save her lover's life. Yet, at this moment, she felt a chill in the air.

Anyone facing the threat of death, encountering a sudden glimmer of hope, would yearn for it. Dai Qing'e desperately wanted to know Yuan Kui's plan.

"Tell me first,"

Dai Qing'e said.

“The only way to gain freedom is to kill Grandma.”

Yuan Kui’s words surprised and delighted Dai Qing’e, who couldn’t help but ask, “Kill Grandma?”

Dai Qing’e chuckled dryly, saying, “That seems like something we can’t do…”

Yuan Kui chuckled, saying, “There’s nothing that can’t be done, only things that people haven’t thought of.”

Dai Qing’e sighed, saying, “That doesn’t seem like a solution, just wishful thinking—Grandma is the only person in the current cultivation world who is closest to ‘enlightened god.’ Who can kill her?”

As she spoke, Dai Qing’e’s expression darkened, feeling somewhat fooled.

At this moment, Yuan Kui wrapped her arms around Dai Qing'e's slender waist and said, "Grandma killed Prince Fu and destroyed the altar on the Seven Star Altar, shaking the world with her might! After Prince Fu, Ouyang Dongxiu, died, Grandma had no rivals left. Then she moved into the Starry Sea and dominated the Silver Cloud Palace! To be honest, none of us are convinced of her abilities, but we all fear her martial arts. We have endured humiliation under her for so many years. Now we finally have a chance, but we still need your help to kill Grandma."

Dai Qing'e asked in confusion, "How can I help?"

Yuan Kui said, "Grandma is determined to retrieve the primordial spirit of the reincarnated Ming Shen. Now that the reincarnated Ming Shen's primordial spirit has appeared, if it cannot be retrieved within three days, that part of the primordial spirit will be reincarnated, meaning Grandma will have to wait another ten years or so. But she can't wait any longer! Grandma knows through Wuji that the reincarnated Ming Shen's primordial spirit is very likely related to the people who came up the mountain today, which is why she's been so eager to help Yang Liulang heal. She asked Ning Cai'er to guard the Yinxiao Palace while she took Yang Liulang across Wuji to heal! But Grandma, who is wise all her life, has made a foolish mistake. She thinks she knows everything..." " Invincible, no one dares to mess with her, so we chose this time to strike. Once her primordial spirit leaves her body and enters the Boundless Realm, her physical body will be at our mercy!"

Dai Qing'e immediately understood Yuan Kui's meaning and said, "So you're this cunning..."

Yuan Kui chuckled and said, "Afterwards, I'll take over the Silver Cloud Palace, and you and Zhu Xingchen will go far away. We'll pretend nothing happened. However, Ning Cai'er will be in charge of guarding the Silver Cloud Palace. If we want to deal with Granny, we must first eliminate this obstacle."

Dai Qing'e frowned slightly and said, "One Ning Cai'er is not enough..." "Do you need my help? With your martial arts skills, dealing with her would be a piece of cake."

Yuan Kui said, "No! Ning Cai'er is holding Grandma's Dragon-Slaying Sword. This sword is no ordinary weapon. We must eliminate Ning Cai'er silently to successfully ambush Grandma. If Ning Cai'er fights with us, I'm afraid Grandma will notice the commotion and be on guard beforehand, then we won't have a chance!"

Dai Qing'e asked Zhao doubtfully, "Then what makes me think I can defeat Ning Cai'er?"

Yuan Kui said, "Just because of this..."

As he spoke, Yuan Kui pointed to Dai Qing'e's full breasts and said, "Ning..." Cai'er is unlike ordinary women; she is naturally aloof and doesn't associate with men, yet she cherishes the gentleness of women, which is why Grandma likes her so much. "You just need to act pitiful and beg her to plead for you in front of Grandma, and she will definitely agree. Then you can take the initiative to be intimate with her, and she naturally won't object. As long as she puts down the Dragon-Slaying Sword, you'll have succeeded."

Dai Qing'e said with a wry smile, "Isn't this a honey trap?"

Yuan Kui laughed heartily, "We don't care about that, we don't care about the process, we only care about the result!"

Tonight, the cold wind howls, but the real chill seems to have only just begun.

Outside the Silver Cloud Palace, Ning Cai'er stands guard at the door, holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

Inside the Silver Cloud Palace, the White Wolf Holy Mother is healing Liu Lang's injuries.

Liu Lang's primordial spirit had been shattered, and he was completely devoid of consciousness. For some reason, he suddenly regained feeling. He opened his eyes and found himself floating in the air, with a vast expanse of yellow sand beneath him. A familiar voice rang in his ears: "General, do you believe me? I want you back, and then Death will have no way to take you away."

Liu Lang looked around but saw no one. Then he heard the whistling wind. He didn't know how long he had been flying, but Liu Lang felt like he was suffocating, as if someone was kneading his body into a ball.

After a sharp pain, Liu Lang opened his eyes to a dreamlike seascape. The azure and turquoise waters stretched to the horizon, where the sea and sky merged seamlessly. The setting sun cast its last rays, and in the afterglow, a woman clad in silver robes, her body shimmering with the glow of the sunset, stood on a giant rock by the sea. She smiled at Liu Lang and said, "

We've finally arrived!" Liu Lang recalled the scene before his healing and softly asked, "Grandma, where are we?"

The White Wolf Mother replied, "This is Wuji! The scenery in Wuji is actually the same as in the human world, but here we only have spiritual awareness, not tangible feelings, so there is no distinction between life and death. Here, I can help you repair your primordial spirit without endangering your life."

Liu Lang gazed at the vast sea, the soaring waterbirds in the distance, and the golden rapeseed flowers nearby, lost in endless confusion…

Ning Cai'er stood before the Silver Cloud Palace, holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword. The White Wolf Mother had been inside for several hours, and Ning Cai'er had never imagined that someone would try to harm her tonight.

The night at Moonshadow Peak was slightly chilly, and Ning Cai'er unconsciously hugged her shoulders, fantasizing about one day traversing the Boundless Realm and comprehending its mysteries—how enchanting that was!

"Senior Sister."

A soft call suddenly pulled Ning Cai'er back from her reverie about the Boundless Realm.

Dai Qing'e tugged at Ning Cai'er's sleeve and whispered, "Senior Sister, please don't make a sound. I came secretly."

Ning Cai'er looked at Dai Qing'e in surprise and said, "Shouldn't you be in the Blackwater Prison?"

Dai Qing'e leaned closer to Ning Cai'er and said softly, "Senior Sister, I don't want to stay there, and I don't want my hands to be severed, so I begged Elder Yuan Kui to let me see you. I know Grandma trusts you the most, Senior Sister, and I want to ask you to plead my case before Grandma. I will forever remember your kindness."

Seeing Dai Qing'e's pitiful expression, and especially the warmth emanating from her fragrant body, Ning Cai'er felt a surge of intoxication. She... Feeling pity, Ning Cai'er said, "I can plead with Grandma, but I'm not confident I can persuade her to change her mind."

Dai Qing'e said sweetly, "With Senior Sister's promise, I'm relieved! Whether Grandma agrees or not is her business. At least now I know Senior Sister's feelings for me. I only regret that our relationship has grown distant over the years. If I had received Senior Sister's care earlier, I wouldn't have ended up like this!"

At this moment, Dai Qing'e's body was almost pressed against Ning Cai'er's. As she spoke, the fragrance from her breath brushed against Ning Cai'er's face, arousing a surge of desire in her. She couldn't help but reach out and embrace Dai Qing'e's slender waist.

Seeing this, Dai Qing'e brought her luscious red lips to Ning Cai'er's. Ning Cai'er then kissed Dai Qing'e passionately. Her breathing became heavy, and her hands began to move, while the Dragon-Slaying Sword was placed aside.

Dai Qing'e exposed her breasts, allowing Ning Cai'er to suckle at her nipples. Dai Qing'e wore a seductive and alluring smile, but Ning Cai'er was oblivious to the strange feelings deep within Dai Qing'e's heart. Now past her prime, she yearned for this moment. From the moment Dai Qing'e brought her red lips closer, Ning Cai'er knew something was about to happen between them. This love, hidden in the mundane world, had been sealed in Ning Cai'er's heart for many years. Once that burning desire was awakened, it surged forth like a flood.

Ning Cai'er caressed Dai Qing'e's delicate body, while outside the Silver Cloud Palace, the stars shone brightly, and a bright moon hung high above the mountains. Such a beautiful scene made Ning Cai'er wish time could stand still.

Dai Qing'e was somewhat overwhelmed by Ning Cai'er's passion. She hoped Yuan Kui and Zhu Xingchen would act quickly, but Yuan Kui remained silent, making Dai Qing'e anxious. She thought: If this continues… I don't know how Ning Cai'er will treat me? Moreover, my second brother was hiding outside the Silver Cloud Palace. I wonder if he saw me in such a disheveled state. How could Zhu Xingchen not mind Dai Qing'e flirting with someone else in front of him? But he knew he had to endure it. Perhaps only temporary forbearance was the only way out, because Yuan Kui told him that the time was not right. If he acted rashly, and Grandma's spirit had only recently left and then returned in time, all his previous efforts would be in vain!

After a passionate kiss, Ning Cai'er suddenly remembered her mission, and panic gripped her heart: If Grandma found out about Qing'e and me like this, what terrible consequences would there be? Thinking of this, Ning Cai'er urged, "Ninth Sister, it's not appropriate here now. Go to Senior Sister's room another day..."

Seeing that Ning Cai'er had suddenly become wary, Dai Qing'e was afraid that things might change and their plan would fail. So she moved closer to Ning Cai'er, and the passion in her tender eyes made Ning Cai'er unable to resist.

“Senior sister, I don’t know if we have a future… Right now, I just want to stay in your arms a little longer. I don’t know if I’ll ever have that chance again…”

Ning Cai’er sighed. “No matter what, I must make Grandma forgive you. But please don’t let Grandma know what happened today!”

Dai Qing’e nodded and suddenly asked, “Senior sister, you spend every day with Grandma. I wonder if she has any feelings for you?”

Ning Cai'er blushed and said, "It's best not to pry into Grandma's affairs. However, there are some things you'll never understand. The reason Grandma likes me isn't because of... this..."

Dai Qing'e asked, "Then what is it?"

Ning Cai'er said, "Grandma's boundless magical power is because her primordial spirit is incredibly strong. Because I'm a virgin and don't like men, Grandma dotes on me. She wants to use my virginity for 'dual cultivation of primordial spirit.' In the Boundless Realm, Grandma and I can do what we did with you just now! But all of that is limited to the Boundless Realm. Although we can both be greatly satisfied, it lacks a sense of reality." "

Boundless Realm? What's it like in the Boundless Realm?"

Dai Qing'e's eyes were filled with longing and anticipation.

A hint of tenderness flashed across Ning Cai'er's face as she tightly embraced Dai Qing'e, saying, "Grandma loves me, so she took me to Wuji, a place no one else can go. But in my heart, Grandma will pass away sooner or later, leaving me alone to endure loneliness. Now I fantasize that one day I can take you into Wuji, and how wonderful that would be!"

Dai Qing'e gazed at the starry sky outside the hall, imagining the near future in Wuji, where she and Ning Cai'er would both grow wings and soar freely in the sky. At this moment, Dai Qing'e completely forgot the mortal world, forgot her vows to Zhu Xingchen, forgot that she still had a mission to complete—this was the allure of Wuji, and every cultivator's desire for Wuji far surpassed any emotion from the mortal world.

Dai Qing'e now understood that Ning Cai'er's unwavering devotion to the White Wolf Mother stemmed from this "faith"—perhaps even deeper than Ning Cai'er's. However, Ning Cai'er had lost her way on her path of "divine cultivation." Dai Qing'e now regretted listening to Yuan Kui's instigation and betraying the White Wolf Mother, which had completely severed her path to divine cultivation and betrayed her own faith. Thus, Dai Qing'e hesitated.

Just then, Yuan Kui struck!

Yuan Kui's lightning-fast attack caught Ning Cai'er completely off guard, sealing her vital points.

Yuan Kui laughed loudly, "Heaven is on my side! White Wolf Mother, today I will shatter your primordial spirit, leaving you forever trapped in the Boundless Realm. This world is mine!"

Ning Cai'er panicked. Looking at the cold-faced Dai Qing'e, she realized she had fallen into a trap—a trap that was both gentle and terrifying.

Ning Cai'er cried out in despair, "Grandma, I have failed you... Dai Qing'e, you little bitch, I hate you!"

Watching Yuan Kui and the other two rush into the Silver Cloud Palace, Ning Cai'er sighed to the heavens, "If Grandma dies, no one in the world will know the secret of Wuji anymore, and the vast mortal world will be without gods."

In her grief and anger, Ning Cai'er coughed up blood and fainted.

At this moment, a figure in blue appeared from the side. It was Yun Luo. She slowly walked to Ning Cai'er, picked up the Dragon-Slaying Sword from the ground, and glanced coldly at the unconscious Ning Cai'er, her icy gaze hiding a hint of mockery.

When the White Wolf Saint Mother discovered Yuan Kui's betrayal, her primordial spirit was still thousands of miles away in the Western Sea. However, the White Wolf Saint Mother was not panicked; she simply never expected that Yuan Kui, Zhu Xingchen, and Dai Qing'e would all betray her.

Seeing Dai Qing'e, the White Wolf Mother asked coldly, "What have you done to Ning Cai'er? I know you're dissatisfied because my punishment was too severe, but have you considered whether you can kill me?"

Liu Lang's primordial spirit was currently separated from his body, residing in the Western Sea alongside the White Wolf Mother's. Liu Lang still retained consciousness and was aware of the danger, but he was essentially useless and unable to influence the situation. Hearing the White Wolf Mother's arrogant tone, Liu Lang felt slightly relieved.

Yuan Kui sneered, "Grandma, you can fool these ignorant juniors, but you can't deceive me. We are from the same sect, and I know your primordial spirit is currently in Wuji and cannot return, so you are essentially useless and at my mercy! Heh, after killing you, I will dominate the Starry Sea, and as for your primordial spirit that you covet, I will reclaim it and slowly integrate it into my body, then I will be the only god in this world!"

With that, Yuan Kui burst into wild laughter again.

The White Wolf Mother sneered, "You're so ignorant! You've spent half your life cultivating divinity, yet you don't even understand the basic principles of primordial spirit fusion. Unless I pass them on to you, my primordial spirit will never merge with yours. And you want to kill me? Haha, what makes you think you can? Just your fifty years of accumulated power in the Hunyuan Benlei Palm? That's wishful thinking!"

"Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation!"

The White Wolf Mother clasped her hands together, shouting as her body radiated light. A sharp, crimson-blue aura spread outwards, reaching a radius of three zhang before stopping. It then rubbed against the air, creating a flame-like outer shell that completely protected the White Wolf Mother and Liu Lang.

Seeing the White Wolf Mother using the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation for defense, Yuan Kui quickly urged Zhu Xingchen to join him in using the Hunyuan Benlei Palm to forcefully destroy her defense. Yuan Kui knew that while the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation was powerful, it was only for defense, not offense. With his fifty years of accumulated power and the help of others, he was confident he could break through the formation.

Yuan Kui's feet darted about, his body spinning like a top as he lunged forward. A surge of black light erupted, and his palm strike, like a tidal wave, attacked the White Wolf Mother. Zhu Xingchen supported Yuan Kui from behind, transferring his power to him using the Qiankun Great Technique. However, the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation was indeed formidable; Yuan Kui's black cloud palm energy, brimming with true power, could not break through the White Wolf Mother's formation.

Seeing the White Wolf Mother meditating within the formation, clearly summoning her primordial spirit, Yuan Kui knew that if he couldn't break the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation quickly, the consequences would be dire. Therefore, veins bulged on his forehead as he exerted all his strength in a final, desperate struggle.

Seeing the black palm energy slowly advancing, about to break through the White Wolf Mother's defenses, Yuan Kui cried out, "Qing'e, come quickly and help! We're about to succeed!"

At this moment, Ning Cai'er, who was at the entrance of the Silver Cloud Palace, slowly awoke. When she saw Zi Yue, she remembered Yuan Kui and the others rushing into the Silver Cloud Palace, and felt extremely annoyed. Seeing her disheveled appearance, she was even more ashamed. However, her primordial spirit and vital points were sealed, so she couldn't move or even utter a single word.

Seeing this, Zi Yue quickly helped Ning Cai'er unseal her primordial spirit.

Ning Cai'er, blushing, dressed hastily and said, "Yuan Kui and the others have already gone in. Grandma might be threatened. We... hurry and save Grandma!"

Meanwhile, in Wuji, the White Wolf Saintess glanced helplessly at Liu Lang and sighed, "Heaven doesn't help you, General. I finally managed to help you repair your nine primordial spirits, but someone interfered, so I can't take you back..."

With the White Wolf Saintess's resignation, Liu Lang felt weightless and drifted northward with the wind.

The White Wolf Saintess, her face filled with sorrow, watched Liu Lang's primordial spirit disappear from sight before returning to Moon Shadow Peak.

Inside the Silver Cloud Palace, Dai Qing'e gripped the Dragon-Slaying Sword as if it weighed a thousand pounds, while Yuan Kui, sweat pouring down her face, anxiously shouted, "Qing'e! Hurry! If we're any later, Grandma's primordial spirit will possess her, and we'll all be finished!"

At this moment, Dai Qing'e finally raised her sword and thrust it forward!

Blood trickled from the White Wolf Saintess's lips, yet she smiled.

Zhu Xingchen exclaimed in surprise, "Qing'e, why did you do this?"

Yuan Kui, clutching his injured arm, glared at Dai Qing'e, who had actually stabbed him with a sword. His eyes burned with hatred; being betrayed at the most crucial moment meant defeat!

Yuan Kui roared, knocking Dai Qing'e to the ground. He then frantically scanned his surroundings, searching for help. Suddenly, Yuan Kui's eyes lit up. A beautiful figure in azure light floated in like the wind. The figure subtly turned mid-air, presenting an incredibly powerful sword to Yuan Kui…

Yun Luo, wielding the Dragon-Slaying Sword, unleashed a powerful attack. Yuan Kui couldn't withstand the force of the sword; it pierced his heart through his back. He died without pain, only with questions in his mind. Yun

Luo coldly sheathed the Dragon-Slaying Sword and quickly went to inquire about the White Wolf Mother's injuries.

The White Wolf Saintess waved her hand.

Dai Qing'e knelt down with a thud, sobbing, "Grandma, I regret listening to Yuan Kui's slander. I shouldn't have betrayed you. Please punish me!"

Zhu Xingchen shook his head and sighed, "Qing'e, you're too naive! Do you think Grandma will let us go by doing this?"

The White Wolf Saintess sneered, "Xingchen, I've taken you in for so many years, and you still dare to rebel against me. You're still stubbornly unrepentant. You deserve to die!"

Dai Qing'e pleaded, "Grandma, Second Brother was bewitched by Yuan Kui. We all know we were wrong! If you still want to punish us, then... punish me alone."

Seeing the tense atmosphere in the Silver Cloud Palace, Ning Cai'er and Zi Yue were too afraid to enter.

The White Wolf Mother sighed, "You are all foolish children. I truly cannot bear to blame you, but I hate that you do not understand my predicament. I was about to achieve great success, but you had to cause trouble at this crucial moment, forcing me to possess the body with my primordial spirit and abandon the thing I least wanted to give up in this life. Now, the Sixth General's primordial spirit has completely dissipated, and I am powerless to reverse it. Originally, I wanted to use the primordial spirit of the reincarnated Bright God to help him repair his damaged primordial spirit, and at the same time help myself complete the great task of cultivating divinity, but now it is too late. I may have to wait another ten or twenty years, or perhaps longer, or perhaps I will never be able to wait..."

As she spoke, the White Wolf Mother's gaze returned from the distant place, and her eyes emitted a terrifying light. "What use is it for me to adopt you?" she roared, smashing the desk with a wave of her hand.

At that moment, the White Wolf Mother waved her hand again, a flash of eerie blue lightning appearing in her palm. The terrifying blue light quickly ignited, forming a dark blue net that enveloped Zhu Xingchen and Dai Qing'e. Terrified, they were scorched by the blue flames, unable to breathe, with nowhere to hide or escape. A thunderclap erupted from the "net of lightning," and Zhu Xingchen and Dai Qing'e were shaken so violently that their internal organs churned as if in a storm. Their meridians reversed, their blood flowed backward, and their vision was completely obscured by darkness. Then, they seemed to see thousands upon thousands of hideous white bones, their empty eyes crawling with maggots. Dai Qing'e's beautiful face froze in the blink of an eye, aging in the blink of an eye. The thunder faded, time reversed, and they flew hand in hand through three thousand miles of mortal life, traversing a tunnel frozen in time!

Zhu Xingchen looked at Dai Qing'e, her white hair flowing over her forehead, and felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

The White Wolf Mother waved her hand again, saying desolately, "Go! Leave the Silver Sky Palace, and don't let me see you again."

Zhu Xingchen took Dai Qing'e's hand, gently brushing the white hair that fluttered across her forehead, and said, "Qing'e, I'll take you away."

With that, Zhu Xingchen and Dai Qing'e staggered out of the Silver Sky Palace.

Yun Luo and Ning Cai'er watched Zhu Xingchen and Dai Qing'e age in an instant, feeling that although they had been together in the Silver Sky Palace for many years, they were both so familiar and so strange.

Zhu Xingchen supported Dai Qing'e as they walked down the mountain, the endless night long and cold.

Just now, in her rage, the White Wolf Mother had shattered Zhu Xingchen and Dai Qing'e's primordial spirits with the Heaven-Destroying Divine Thunder, and the shattering of their primordial spirits had caused them to lose sixty years of their lives.

Consumed by rage and exhausted from the torment of her primordial spirit traversing the Boundless Realm, the White Wolf Mother waved her hand at Yun Luo and the other two, saying, "This matter ends here! No one shall be charged with any further crimes. Take Yuan Kui's body to Bai Ri Peak, display it for three days, then cut it into a thousand pieces and offer it as a sacrifice to the heavens!"

With that, the White Wolf Mother closed her eyes and said to Liu Lang, "General Yang, your luck is bad, and there's nothing I can do. We can only think of something else later!"

Liu Lang's primordial spirit had shattered in the Boundless Realm, leaving him utterly powerless. His muscles felt as if they might shatter at any moment, and he had a vague feeling of floating away. His heart was empty and heavy with sorrow. He could only ask, "Grandma, how much longer can I live?"

"Ten days!"

"What?"

Zi Yue cried out as she ran in, kneeling on the ground and pleading, "Grandma, can you think of another way?"

The White Wolf Mother sighed, "I originally wanted to repair his primordial spirit to prolong his life by three months, and then think of other ways. But now his primordial spirit is completely shattered. Even if I could cultivate an eleventh primordial spirit, I might not be able to save him."

Liu Lang was silent for a moment, then said, "Grandma, I want to go back to Yu Ti Pass. I have many things to take care of."

The White Wolf Mother nodded in agreement, saying, "But you can't move yet. It's best to rest for a day or two first."

Liu Lang nodded.

The White Wolf Mother continued, "Zi Yue, I have important matters to entrust to you."

Zi Yue said with difficulty, "But General Yang was injured because of me, and now he's like this, I..."

As she spoke, tears streamed down Zi Yue's face.

Yun Luo stepped forward and said, "Zi Yue, I will help you take care of General Yang. You stay and serve Grandma!"

Zi Yue nodded and instructed Liu Lang to rest well.

After Yunluo took Liulang away, Ziyue turned around and, looking at the majestic gaze of the White Wolf Mother, hesitated to move.

The White Wolf Mother smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I don't blame you. Help me up."

Ziyue followed the White Wolf Mother to the Rejuvenation Pavilion.

The White Wolf Mother looked at Ziyue, sending a chill through her that she had never felt before.

The White Wolf Mother sighed, "Just now, Wuji told me that we were originally one family."

Ziyue looked at the White Wolf Mother with a sense of bewilderment, as the White Wolf Mother's words left her feeling lost.

The White Wolf Mother took Ziyue's hand and led her up the bamboo stairs. The top floor of the Rejuvenation Pavilion was incredibly magnificent. Behind the crimson curtains was the Mother's brocade couch, nestled among flowers. Opposite was a spacious window, through which a full moon hung high in the sky. A cool night breeze gently blew in, as if entering a poetic and picturesque realm.

The White Wolf Mother gazed at the starry sky, deeply moved, and said, "I was originally a princess, but unlike you, I was a princess with a tragic fate. I remember my hometown was as beautiful as a dream, and I loved the moon there the most, because our weddings were all held at night. The bride, in her bright red wedding dress, stood under the moon, which was like a silver basin—it was truly beautiful! I attended countless such weddings, so wearing a red dress and standing under that silver basin-like moon became my greatest longing. However, such a beautiful wish became a dream I could never realize in my life. On the very day my father was preparing to marry me, 100,000 Uyghur cavalrymen stormed the capital. The shattered mountains and rivers, and the long swords gleaming with blood, left an unhealable wound in my heart."

Zi Yue gasped in surprise, murmuring, "So Grandma was also a princess? Then… which country's princess are you?"

The White Wolf Mother said, "My country has already perished…"

Zi Yue immediately… Surprised and delighted, she suddenly asked, "Grandma, why are you here?"

The White Wolf Mother sighed and said, "After the Uyghurs occupied my country, they took away my women and livestock. A Uyghur prince took a liking to me, so they abducted me back to the Uyghurs. There, I lived a subhuman life until finally, a chance came my way to escape. I vaguely remember desperately fleeing, the Uyghurs chasing after me. I ran and ran… until I reached a cliff, and then I couldn't run anymore." "So I jumped...because I'd rather die than go back to that torment."

Two streams of tears streamed down Zi Yue's face as she asked in a trembling voice, "And then what happened?"

The White Wolf Mother said, "Later, it was the Bright God who saved me, and that's how I came to the Silver Cloud Palace. Zi Yue, now I have mastered unparalleled martial arts, and before the Bright God passed away, he imparted all four elements of the Divine Skill to me. I could have sought revenge against the Falcons, but I didn't. Do you know why?"

Zi Yue asked, "Why?"

The White Wolf Mother sighed, "Because I bear the great responsibility of revitalizing the cultivation world, and the cultivation world in turn bears the heavy responsibility of maintaining peace in the world. Zi Yue, I have no choice! All these years, I have endured humiliation and hardship, all for the day when the cultivation world can regain its former glory."

Zi Yue nodded, tears welling in her eyes, "I know all this, but the Silver Cloud Palace is now like Mount Tai and the Big Dipper in the martial world, as solid as a rock and unshakeable. Now the Uyghurs have invaded our territory without cause and killed our people. Why does Grandmother still..." "Swallow your anger..."

the White Wolf Mother replied, "Do you really think my magic can shake the world? Do you really think the cultivation world can control the overall situation?"

As she spoke, the White Wolf Mother shook her head and said, "Not yet! If it weren't for the fact that I have submitted to the Black Mountain Blood Demon all these years, our cultivation world would have been swallowed up by the Asura world long ago! Do you still remember the Green Evil Demon you encountered before you went up the mountain? And that poem from the Silver Cloud Palace, 'Cultivating gods is difficult, difficult to ascend to the heavens!'"

Zi Yue was stunned and speechless, looking at the White Wolf Mother with a solemn expression.

The White Wolf Mother solemnly said to Zi Yue, "Three days later, on February 20th, is the grand ceremony of the Heavenly Sacrifice of our Cultivation God Realm. At that time, the leaders of the Three Rivers, Six Ridges, and Seventy-two Immortal Islands overseas of our Cultivation God Realm will all be present. I will announce something in public..."

Zi Yue asked, "Will it concern me?"

The White Wolf Mother said, "Of course! On that day, I will personally hand over the Dragon-Slaying Sword to you, and you will become the sect leader of the Cultivation God Realm."

Zi Yue's eyes widened in astonishment, and she knelt down in front of the White Wolf Mother, saying, "Grandma, this is unacceptable! How can I take this position? Are you joking with me?"

The White Wolf Mother said seriously, "I am not joking, but serious! Zi Yue, you may not know, but the Cultivation God Realm is about to face annihilation, and I no longer have the ability to reverse the situation..."

Zi Yue shook her head and said, "Grandma, your power is boundless. How could the Cultivation God Realm face a disaster? If there is truly an impending calamity, even Grandma cannot save it, so how could I?"

The White Wolf Mother said firmly, "You can!"

Zi Yue could not believe the White Wolf Mother's words.

The White Wolf Mother sighed and said, "Come and see..."

There, amidst the sea of red flowers covering the mountains, a bleak autumn wind swept across the peaks, carrying ten thousand withered leaves. A young woman in a bright red wedding dress danced gracefully in the wind. As the blossoms fell and covered her skirt, the Demon King, holding a wine cup, received the worship of thousands amidst the swirling petals. But a mournful zither melody echoed throughout the valley, and the beautiful face, streaked with tears, slowly came into focus...

Zi Yue looked at herself in the void and shook her head in anguish, saying, "This isn't real... Grandma, tell me, this isn't real!"

"Things in the Wuji cannot be changed!"

The White Wolf Mother stroked Zi Yue's jet-black hair and said, "Zi Yue, the Black Mountain Blood Demon's decree has arrived, and you are the woman he has chosen this year. Grandma is also reluctant to part with you! How can I bear to send you to the Black Mountain Blood Demon? But I really have no way to deal with him. Zi Yue, you are extremely intelligent, and your comprehension is stronger than mine. I will pass on all my skills and the Four Symbols Divine Skill to you. From now on, it will all depend on you to control everything. Even if you are no match for the Black Mountain Blood Demon, and he captures you then, I will have a clear conscience!"

Zi Yue said sadly, "Rather than that, it would be better to marry me off to the Black Mountain Blood Demon. Perhaps that could save the safety of many sisters..."

The White Wolf Mother continued to shake her head and sigh.

Zi Yue said sadly, "Rather than this, it would be better to marry me off to the Black Mountain Blood Demon. Perhaps that could save the safety of my many sisters..."

Upon hearing this, the White Wolf Saint Mother's eyes suddenly flashed with a light. Although Yun Luo was the primary candidate, the White Wolf Saint Mother feared Yun Luo would disagree, so she decided to have Zi Yue marry the Black Mountain Blood Demon instead, to gain more time for cultivation.

Zi Yue continued, "I will die before the Black Mountain Blood Demon to prove my innocence. Grandmother, you must remember this hatred and avenge me!"

The White Wolf Saint Mother nodded hurriedly and said, "I will kill that demon king with my own hands sooner or later. After all, he has harmed so many innocent disciples in our cultivation world..."

Zi Yue closed her eyes in anguish, hoping that day would come later.

After returning from Huichun Pavilion, Ziyue was completely unable to muster any energy. Seeing that Liulang was still unconscious, Ziyue asked Yunluo, "Senior Sister Yunluo, when will General Yang wake up?"

Yunluo replied, "His primordial spirit has perished. He shouldn't wake up for at least ten days. His primordial spirit will completely disappear at the moment his life ends, and only then will he wake up. But even if he wakes up then, it will be too late! I want to do my best to save his life, but I am powerless..."

As she spoke, Yunluo sighed and gently shook her head. Noticing that Ziyue's expression was off, she asked, "What does Grandma want with you?"

Ziyue said sadly, "Grandma wants to marry me off to the Black Mountain Blood Demon." Upon hearing this,

Yunluo felt a surge of secret joy, but remained calm and said, "How could this be? Ziyue, Grandma has always loved you very much. How could she bear to give you to the Black Mountain Blood Demon?"

04-18
Chapter Seven: The Mighty Starry

Sea, the Ancient Road of the Long Sky.

A group of brocade-clad officials were slowly approaching Moon Shadow Peak.

After the Uyghurs' defeat at Loulan, upon hearing from the Four Immortals of Leisure that a powerful cultivator from the Divine Realm had appeared in Loulan, the Uyghur King was enraged and ordered the Grand Preceptor, Kongkonghai, to persuade the people of the Silver Cloud Palace.

After Yelü Sage's death, the Immortal Lord of Leisure joined the Uyghurs, becoming Kongkonghai's follower.

The Immortal Lord of Leisure, with a beaming smile, said, "Grand Preceptor, last time I messed things up, and the King scolded me severely. So this time, I volunteered to protect the Grand Preceptor."

Kongkonghai said, "I heard that there is a ten-thousand-year-old spiritual stone in Zhaode Temple in Shenlong Valley, formed from the relics of an ancient dragon. Did you go to Shenlong Valley for that?"

The Immortal Lord of Leisure respectfully replied, "Indeed."

Kongkonghai asked, "What is so special about that thing?"

The Immortal Lord of Leisure replied, "After the dragon died, its bones turned into stone, and that stone absorbs the essence of the sun and moon. As long as one can..." "If you extract the relic of the divine dragon in the head, you can summon wind and rain and be invincible!"

Kongkonghai laughed. "Absurd! I don't know which legend this joke came from!"

Xiaoyao Xianjun said, "I also heard the rumor by mistake, but it's better to believe it than not! If the enemy gains the upper hand, we Uyghurs will suffer a great loss!"

Kongkonghai nodded and said, "That makes sense! However, the monk Edu of Zhaode Temple is no pushover. He already possesses extraordinary skills, and ten years ago he joined my senior sister's cultivation world. With the protection of the White Wolf Holy Mother, Zhaode Temple has been very popular in recent years." "I think you've all made the wrong decision. The Uyghurs can still conquer the world without that spirit stone, but if they insist on possessing it, they might invite annihilation."

The Carefree Immortal Lord repeatedly agreed, saying, "That's why I haven't dared to act rashly in Dragon Valley, completely following the Grand Preceptor's instructions to monitor their actions. It's just that I suspect—I've personally witnessed the Grand Preceptor's martial arts and consider them perfect—that I truly can't imagine how high the White Wolf Mother's martial arts level could be."

Kongkonghai laughed heartily, "Let me tell you, martial artists in the world today can be divided into four types, namely..." There are four different types of internal cultivation: Qi, Shen, and Mai. For example, your Qingcheng Sect belongs to the Qi School, originating from Shaolin, emphasizing the cultivation of internal strength; the Tianshan Sect belongs to the Mai School, emphasizing the exquisite swordsmanship and techniques, relying on the sword energy generated in the meridians to injure others; and Ouyang Dongxiu, who was defeated by Ming Shen twenty years ago, was the representative of the Blood School. He led the Stealing Heaven Sect to dominate the Central Plains, how glorious was that? But in the end, he still couldn't escape the word 'defeat'.

The classic battle on the Sun and Moon Altar twenty years ago has already proven that only the king of the cultivation world is the true king!

"I've spent most of my life cultivating the divine, but I regret my dull aptitude. After cultivating nine primordial spirits, I've stopped progressing. Alas! Just one step away, yet the difference is vast. If I could take another step, I could enter the Boundless Path."

The Carefree Immortal Lord said, "What a pity! I've heard that after cultivating the Boundless Path, one can travel through time and space, taking heads as easily as picking something out of a bag?"

Kongkonghai said, "The White Wolf Holy Mother received the true teachings of the Bright God, making her the closest master to a god in the cultivation world.

If you were to oppose her, wouldn't you be asking for trouble?" Kongkonghai sighed, "Her merit is boundless, like heaven and earth; once entering the Boundless Path, the sun and moon shine long. White hair sings of the sorrows of beauty, once we fought, we were separated by the vast sea."

The White Wolf Holy Mother, her phoenix eyes slightly closed, sat cross-legged on the silver phoenix couch, twirling a seven-colored glass gemstone in her fingers. The gemstone was brought back by Duan Wuji from Dali, Yunnan.

Ning Cai'er stepped forward and reported, "Grandma, the Uyghur envoy has arrived at the foot of the mountain. Should we let them go up?" "

The White Wolf Mother hummed in acknowledgment and asked, "Who is leading this group?"

Ning Cai'er replied, "Kong Kong Hai."

The White Wolf Mother smiled coldly and said, "Then let them come up."

Ning Cai'er obeyed and left. Soon after, Kong Kong Hai led a group of people to the Silver Cloud Palace.

The Carefree Immortal Lord saw an elegant woman sitting on the silver phoenix couch directly above the Silver Cloud Palace. She was dressed in a simple silver-white dress, and a colorful halo was faintly shrouded above her head. He couldn't help but think: Is this the White Wolf Mother, who is revered by thousands in the cultivation world?

After Kong Kong Hai paid a grand salute to the White Wolf Mother, he ordered someone to present the gift list.

The special envoy read out: "Two hundred bolts of top-quality Suzhou brocade; three thousand taels each of gold and silver; ten luminous pearls; eighteen strings of jade and agate; fifty jars of two-hundred-year-old Shanghe aged wine; twenty boxes of Persian imperial agarwood powder..."

The White Wolf Mother said, "Kong Kong Hai, you have come from afar. I'm afraid you didn't come here just to bring me these things, did you?" "If there's anything you need, speak up immediately!"

Kongkonghai said respectfully, "Senior Sister is indeed wise. My lord, the King of the Uyghur Kingdom, is eager for talent and hopes that Senior Sister can come out of seclusion to lend him a hand."

The White Wolf Mother said unhurriedly, "Since I entered the realm of cultivation, all the rivers, mountains, and seventy-two immortal islands beyond the seas have obeyed my every command. Therefore, fame and fortune are long gone from my life. What is the purpose of our cultivation as gods? It is to cultivate ourselves, abandon the temptation of fame and fortune, and then use the power of the gods to bring peace and prosperity to the world. Kongkonghai, do you know why you can't understand the mysteries of divine law? It's because you have too much greed in your heart. If you can't let go of worldly affairs, you will never become a true god!" "

Speaking of which, the White Wolf Mother suddenly stood up, her wide eyes shooting out two beams of divine light as she majestically surveyed Kongkonghai and his group.

Kongkonghai sighed and said, "Senior Sister, thank you for your guidance. I will remember it and diligently cultivate in the future."

The White Wolf Mother snorted and said, "Considering you have come from afar, I will let you stay for one night. Cai'er, take them to Tingxiang Villa for a short stay. Tomorrow, send them down the mountain; there's no need for you to come and say goodbye."

In the sea of red flowers covering the mountains, the bleak autumn wind blew across the mountaintop, carrying withered leaves. Ning Cai'er, dressed in a snow-white dress, danced gracefully in the wind, the falling petals covering her skirt. Meanwhile, in a silver-white cloud robe, she played the zither amidst the fluttering petals, the melodious music resounding throughout the valley.

Gazing at that familiar and longed-for scene, two lines of tears silently rolled down Ning Cai'er's cheeks.

"Things in Wuji cannot be changed!" "

Ning Cai'er murmured, but she really couldn't understand. In Wuji, she clearly saw her accompanying the White Wolf Saint Mother, singing and dancing on the mountaintop. Why did she suddenly become someone else? And even Yun Luo?

Yun Luo smiled silently and said, "Cai'er, Grandma's reign over the cultivation world is about to end. Wuji has already told you about the future!"

Ning Cai'er still couldn't believe it and said, "Uncle Yun Luo, do you want to replace Grandma?"

Yun Luo smiled and said, "Cai'er, don't you want me to replace her?"

Ning Cai'er said softly, "I do want to..."

Yun Luo said, "It's not only Grandma who can control Wuji, Cai'er, you should wake up! Grandma is just using you, using your yearning for cultivation. For her own benefit, she can do anything."

"But Grandma's divine skills are unparalleled..."

Yun Luo smiled and said, "No matter how high her magic power is, she is still not a god. There will always be oversights." "In a few days, it will be the grand ceremony of the cultivation world. All the leaders from the Three Rivers, Six Ridges, and Seventy-Two Immortal Islands overseas will be present. To be honest, they're all eagerly waiting to see Granny fall. Over the years, Granny has been both incompetent and ruthless; every disciple in the cultivation world wants her to step down."

Ning Cai'er asked again, "Uncle-Master Yunluo, what do you plan to do?"

Yunluo replied, "It's simple. We'll unite to kill Granny and elect a new sect leader. Whoever becomes the new sect leader won't be as weak and incompetent to outsiders as Granny, while wantonly bullying our own disciples! Cai'er, trust me!" "

The next day, the Silver Cloud Palace gathered the leaders from the Three Rivers, Six Ridges, and Seventy-two Immortal Islands overseas, for the election of the sect leader of the Cultivation God Realm was in seven days. The sect leader of the Cultivation God Realm was elected annually, and although this rule hadn't changed since the White Wolf Mother took over, the sect leader remained unchanged.

Electing a sect leader was merely a routine matter, but this year was an exception. The White Wolf Mother had decreed that no matter how far the journey or how busy one was, everyone had to arrive before the election date, with no excuses; failure to do so would be punishable by death! Therefore, the leaders of the Three Rivers, Six Ridges, and Seventy-two Immortal Islands arrived early.

Today, about half of them had arrived and were waiting in the Silver Cloud Palace. Most knew that something was going to happen during this year's sect leader election, but no one could guess what it was.

The White Wolf Mother surveyed the crowd with majesty and said slowly, 'I have invited you all here because I have something to announce: the selection of the next sect leader of our Cultivation God Realm.'" Upon hearing this

, everyone was shocked.

Thunderbolt Impermanence, the island lord of the Netherworld Island in the South Sea, stepped forward and said, "Could it be that the Holy Mother wishes to relinquish her position as sect leader? We brothers have always looked down upon the world,

but we only submit to the Holy Mother. We truly cannot imagine who could succeed her." The White Wolf Holy Mother smiled and said, "Over the years, it is rare for you all to trust me so much, yet I cannot repay your trust with concrete actions. Since I took control, the cultivation world has stagnated. Thinking back two hundred years, when the Bright God was alive, what lofty ambitions he had! If the Four Demons were to appear again and wreak havoc on humanity, we would certainly be unable to cope. Therefore, I wish to invite a young man more talented than myself to inherit the great cause of cultivation in the cultivation world, to ensure lasting peace and prosperity for the world." Upon hearing this

, everyone was astonished, thinking: So the Holy Mother has already decided on the choice of the sect leader, but who will it be?

The White Wolf Holy Mother continued: "Heaven bestows great responsibilities upon those who are capable of managing the world, and there must be an extraordinary person who can shoulder the heavy responsibility of bringing peace to the world. I will not reveal his name for now, but there is one thing I must make clear: no matter who that person is, you must trust him as you trust me, you must love him and support him, and you must never harbor evil thoughts towards him because of any resentment." "

The people under Prince Yinxiao immediately began whispering and discussing amongst themselves.

They couldn't help but look at each other in dismay, because the White Wolf Mother's secret decision to choose the sect leader had left most of them dissatisfied, especially since it was a nameless young man. Since most of them were over fifty, or even over seventy, the thought of having to obey a callow youth was a loss of face. However, no one dared to object, because everyone knew the White Wolf Mother's temper and might end up being smashed to pieces.

After leaving Prince Yinxiao, everyone returned to the inn."

At this time, Thunderclap Impermanence of Netherworld Island in the South China Sea, Windwise Hermit of Sun and Moon Cave in Seven Star Lake, the Ma brothers of Black Wind Ridge in Sword Pavilion Mountain, Soft Red Blade of Wind Flower Island in the East China Sea, Fairy Lingxia of Jade Mountain Island, and Liu Feiquan of East Fish Island secretly gathered together to discuss the change of ruler in the cultivation world.

Windwise Hermit said, "Why is the Holy Mother in such a hurry to establish a new ruler? Could it be that she has already foreseen her impending death?"

Thunderclap Impermanence snorted, "Probably? It's about time..."

Soft Red Blade said, "If that's the case, shouldn't we reconsider?"

Fairy Lingxia said, "We only hoped to escape the Holy Mother's cruel rule. If her death is imminent, wouldn't we gain our freedom? Why do we need to reconsider?"

Soft Red Blade said, "The Holy Mother is, after all, the Holy Mother. We should never underestimate her. In the cultivation world, the three..." Of all the people on the six rivers, ridges, and seventy-two immortal islands, she knew very well who her confidants were and who was a thorn in her side. "These past years, we've endured humiliation, yet we still haven't gained the Holy Mother's trust. I suspect that if the Holy Mother's time is near, she certainly won't let us go."

Liu Feiquan nodded, "That's right, the Holy Mother must have had another purpose in gathering us at Moonshadow Peak."

Fairy Lingxia shook her head, "No way, could it be that the Holy Mother intends to..."

Soft Red Blade interrupted viciously, "...to exterminate us all."

Fairy Lingxia remained skeptical.

Feng Rui Sanren said, "Over the years, we have submitted to the Holy Mother's teachings, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that we have lived a life worse than pigs and dogs. To be honest, the Three Rivers, Six Ridges, and Seventy-Two Immortal Islands are full of talented people and have already occupied almost half of the martial world. So why do we have to obey someone we don't even trust? It's because we have never thought of resisting."

Pili Wuchang said, "Resist? Just the few of us? On what basis? On your seventy years of cultivation of the Sky-Piercing Flying Sword? Or on my sixty years of cultivation of the Soul-Chasing Three Realms Wave?"

As he spoke, Pili Wuchang looked at Lingxia Fairy with a bitter smile and said, "Or is it that Junior Sister Lingxia's Demonic Sound Calamity Law has been cultivated to the point that it can destroy the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Array?"

Lingxia Fairy shook her head in shame.

Feng Rui Sanren said, "The leaders of all factions in the cultivation world are dissatisfied with the Holy Mother's rule. It's not that they don't want to rebel, but no one has stepped forward to lead us in rebellion against the Holy Mother, so we are destined to be oppressed."

Ruan Hong Yi Dao said, "That's right. Back then, the Holy Mother went on a killing spree to unify the cultivation world. Tell me, which of the leaders didn't have a grudge against the Holy Mother?"

Pi Li Wu Chang sighed to Feng Rui Sanren, "It's a pity your brother died young. If he could have raised his arm and led us in rebellion against the Holy Mother, we wouldn't have to live in such fear."

Feng Rui Sanren's eyes darted around, and he smiled, "Do you really think my brother..." "Is he dead?"

Everyone was surprised and asked, "Is your brother still alive?"

Feng Rui Sanren replied, "My brother is indeed still alive. After the death of the Ming God, during the struggle for supremacy in the cultivation world, my brother fought the Holy Mother at the Seven Star Platform. Although he ultimately lost, he didn't vanish into dust as legend says. Instead, he fell off a cliff and survived. For the past ten years, he has lived in seclusion at Seven Star Lake. He has always been deeply troubled by that defeat, and he has devoted himself to researching ways to break the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Array. Now he has finally found a method. Although the odds aren't entirely in our favor, as long as we all unite..." "With one heart, we will surely be able to overthrow the Holy Mother's rule."

Thunderbolt Impermanence exclaimed with delight, "That's wonderful! If Seven Stars can lead the way, I believe even more people will support us in resisting the Holy Mother."

Wind Wise Hermit said, "Actually, my brother has already arrived at Moon Shadow Peak, but it's inconvenient for him to show himself. None of the people here are outsiders, so I won't hide it anymore. My brother's goal is to defeat the Holy Mother and also help everyone escape their suffering."

Thunderbolt Impermanence said, "Why hasn't Senior Seven Stars shown himself yet? Wouldn't it be better if we discussed how to deal with the Holy Mother together?"

Wind Wise Hermit said, "The time is not yet right. My brother has other things to do, I..." "Don't worry, he'll appear sooner or later. Let's disperse now, lest the Holy Mother become suspicious. Once we're back, try to contact reliable friends. The more of us there are, the weaker the Holy Mother will be. Alright, everyone, farewell. Be careful!"

Seeing the others hesitate, Feng Rui Sanren said, "Isn't the problem that we're lacking a leader? Come on, I'll take you to see my brother."

At this moment, Feng Rui Sanren led everyone to a secluded courtyard. Inside the room, a Taoist priest dressed in black was discussing matters with two women. The Taoist priest was Qi Xingzi, and the two women were Yun Luo and Ning Cai'er, the closest female disciples of the White Wolf Holy Mother.

Pili Wuchang and the others were greatly surprised upon seeing this.

Upon seeing everyone, Yunluo said solemnly, "Seniors, your arrival is timely. We are fortunate to be gathered here today, so there's no need to hide anything from each other. Now we should work together to completely overthrow Granny's rule."

Qixingzi said, "Fellow disciples, although Granny's magic is powerful, she is not invincible. Come, everyone sit down and listen to Yunluo's plan on the day of the Cultivation Ceremony."

After everyone was seated, Yunluo said, "On that day, after Granny announces the new sect leader, naturally some will lead the opposition. Once a chaotic situation arises, you all should swarm in."

Pili Wuchang said, "We are no match for Granny!"

Yunluo nodded. He said, “I know that, but the situation will definitely be chaotic. You might remember the battle between Ming Shen and Xing Sha Mo Jun back then! Ming Shen used the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation plus the Star Phase Limitless Defense, making it impossible for him to lose. However, Ouyang Minghui betrayed Ming Shen, using the Dragon-Slaying Sword to sever Ming Shen's Star Phase Limitless Defense, causing Ming Shen's primordial spirit to be overdrawn, resulting in his death along with Xing Sha Mo Jun. On that day, Grandma will definitely entrust the Dragon-Slaying Sword to Ning Cai'er for safekeeping. And once chaos ensues, Grandma will use the Heaven-Destroying Divine Thunder to tear through the air and claim lives. At that time, Cai'er, standing inside Grandma's Wind, Fire, and Thunder Formation, can use the Dragon-Slaying Sword to deliver a fatal blow.”

Everyone admired Yun Luo's meticulous plan.

In Yun Luo's residence,

Liu Lang suddenly woke up, which greatly surprised Zi Yue.

Yun Luo said, “General Yang, your primordial spirit was shattered in the Limitless Defense. Although it is said to be an incurable disease, it is not as terrible as you imagine. In fact, Grandma did not sincerely want to save you.”

Upon hearing this, Liu Lang looked at Yun Luo in confusion.

Yunluo said softly, "Grandma only cares about herself. If she were to channel her energy into you every day, while it wouldn't completely restore your primordial spirit, it could at least prolong your life. But Grandma won't waste her energy on you; she still has unfinished wishes."

Liulang asked with some doubt, "Grandma isn't sincerely trying to save me?"

Yunluo smiled faintly and said, "Why would she save you?"

Liulang was speechless.

After a long while, Liulang asked, "And how did I wake up?"

Ziyue said, "It was Senior Sister Yunluo who woke you up."

Liulang asked, "Even Grandma couldn't save me, how could you?"

Yunluo stepped forward, looked at Liulang, and said, "General, your great victory over the Uyghur army outside Loulan City, and your previous achievements, have made me admire you greatly. Therefore, I will save you, and in another way."

Liulang said, "How do you plan to save me?"

Yunluo took out a pill and said, "Your primordial spirit is shattered and can only be recalled in the Boundless Realm. However, I do not possess ten primordial spirits, so I cannot go to the Boundless Realm. But I have another way to prolong your life. This Golden Cauldron Heart-Soothing Pill can protect your heart meridian. And I have twelve golden needles here. In our Western Liang, there is a life-prolonging acupuncture technique called the 'Twelve Meridians Technique.' I can use this method to prolong your life. Although your primordial spirit has been shattered in the Boundless Realm, you still have the original essence left by the Bright God."

Yunluo's twelve golden needles were hidden in the lining of his belt. It was a long, thin brocade pouch with twelve golden needles inserted side by side, each needle being seven inches long.

At this moment, Yunluo skillfully inserted twelve needles into Liulang's twelve meridians, causing him no pain whatsoever. Liulang exclaimed, "Such swift technique!"

Yunluo stroked Liulang's lower abdomen, making him feel a burning heat rising below his navel. This heat spread outwards from within his abdomen with the movement of Yunluo's hands, gradually dividing into four torrents that swept throughout his body. The first torrent flowed along the Du meridian down the spine to the back of the head, promoting the sublimation of the primordial spirit; the second torrent flowed along the Ren meridian down the internal organs, through the throat, and then through the mouth to the eyes, causing the primordial blood to boil; the third torrent flowed along the Chong meridian, branching off from the spine to the left and right, penetrating the upper limbs, promoting the flourishing of primordial energy; the fourth torrent flowed through the Yang Wei meridian to the lower limbs, promoting the unblocking of the primordial meridians. The four elements of blood, qi, and spirit converged at the Qihai acupoint, causing the qi and blood of all twelve meridians to flow smoothly, and the spirit to flourish!

Yunluo's Seven-Seven Crushing Technique not only facilitated the return of the Four Symbols to their origin but also further aroused Liulang's passion. Liulang felt an increasingly intense, unbearable tingling sensation in his dantian, especially in his Qihai acupoint, where his concentrated Qi was already excessive and needed an immediate burst. "

What a powerful Twelve Meridians Technique!" Liulang recalled Yang Sijie's description of the experience of using the Twelve Meridians Technique and thought to himself, "Yunluo is indeed unique. I like her. I must find time to woo her!" Thinking of this, Liulang's spirits lifted considerably.

Seeing Liulang's improved expression, Ziyue left with peace of mind.

Yunluo sat down beside Liulang and said, "General, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

Liulang nodded and said, "Of course I want to eat."

Yunluo smiled and said, "Then wait a moment, I'll go prepare it."

After Yunluo left, she soon returned with a food box, allowing Liulang to eat his fill.

After Liulang had eaten and drunk his fill, Yunluo revealed the secret plot she had made with Qixingzi and the others that day.

Liu Lang suddenly asked, "Are you trying to use me?"

Yun Luo smiled slightly and said, "General Yang, I'm not trying to use you, nor am I as cunning as you imagine. In fact, even without your help, I would still kill Granny." Liu

Lang asked in surprise, "You instructed Yuan Kui and the others?"

Yun Luo shook her head and said, "I only used Yuan Kui. Originally, I planned to make my move later, but Yuan Kui couldn't wait. However, Granny's divine skills are unparalleled, and she's not as simple as he imagined."

Liu Lang asked, "When do you plan to make your move?"

Yun Luo said, "Soon! In a few days, it will be the day of the Heavenly Sacrifice in the Cultivation God Realm. At that time, the Three Rivers, Six Ridges, and Overseas... " "The leaders of the seventy-two immortal islands will all help me. Do you know that these people can no longer tolerate Granny's cruelty over the years? Many have already reached an agreement with me to unite and eliminate Granny on that day."

Liu Lang said anxiously, "Have you thought about what would happen if we failed?"

Yun Luo smiled and said, "I know you still remember the tragic ends of Zhu Xingchen and Dai Qing'e, but don't worry, I won't take action without absolute certainty. Granny has long lost the hearts of the people, so don't pity her." Liu Lang

lowered his head and remained silent. After all, he was really unfamiliar with the cultivation world, and he found it difficult to distinguish who was good and who was bad.

Yunluo continued, "Grandma has already stirred up discontent among the people of the cultivation world. Getting rid of her is an unchangeable fact. From now on, the women of our cultivation world will no longer have to live in fear of the Black Mountain Blood Demon's Supreme Token..."

Liulang suddenly remembered something and asked, "Who did the Demon King choose this year?"

Yunluo paused for a moment and said, "Ziyue."

Liulang exclaimed, "Ah! How could it be Ziyue? This is so unfair!"

Yunluo said, "For Ziyue's sake, you must join forces with me. Also, doesn't the General want to..." "Will Yunluo fight alongside you to conquer the world?"

Liu Lang casually put his arm around Yunluo's slender waist and said with a smile, "Yunluo, I have long admired your reputation. Today, I am fortunate to be your ally. I am truly blessed!"

Yunluo said cheerfully, "General, I also admire you very much. After you help me kill Granny, Yunluo is willing to follow you forever..."

A few days ago, Yang Sijie was ordered by Liu Lang to return to Yuti Pass to prepare troops. Before she could set out, she heard the news of Liu Lang's great victory in Loulan, but then she immediately heard that Liu Lang was injured and had gone to Xingxiu Sea with Ziyue to heal.

Yang Sijie was immediately anxious. After discussing with everyone, she decided to go to Xingxiu Sea.

Yang Sijie's Ferghana horse was named "Huan Hong". It could travel a thousand miles a day and eight hundred miles at night. Along the way, Yang Sijie rode like the wind.

At dusk, Yang Sijie came to the foot of a mountain, climbed over a ridge, and saw two roads ahead. One led directly down the mountain, and the other led to the West Sea.

Normally, Yang Sijie would have gone to the vast West Sea to watch the magnificent sunset, but not now. Eager to see Liulang as soon as possible, she was about to descend the mountain when she heard shouts and neighing horses in the distance. Looking ahead, she could vaguely see a group of people fighting on the mountain ridge, the fighting interspersed with sharp whistles.

Yang Sijie didn't recognize these whistles; they were a secret signal used by bandits in the West Sea area.

Yang Sijie had no interest in such matters, but the mountain ridge was her only route. So she jerked the reins, and her red horse galloped down the slope towards the ridge.

Just as Yang Sijie reached the ridge, a warhorse charged towards her, carrying a young girl in a bright yellow brocade jacket. The girl was clearly not skilled at riding, swaying precariously and about to fall off. Behind her, whistles blared, and four or five bandits, brandishing gleaming sabers, drew closer.

The young woman was worried about what was happening behind her, so she kept looking back. Unexpectedly, her mount suddenly veered to the left, and the woman swayed, falling off the horse with a scream.

At this moment, the bandits caught up with the young woman, raising their gleaming sabers and aiming them at her. Just as Yang Sijie was about to intervene, she suddenly heard several cries of pain. She saw the bandits fall from their horses, each with a feathered arrow embedded in their back. The arrows were relatively short, with red silk tied to the tips, and all had struck the heart.

Immediately, a burly man in blue robes caught up on foot from behind, shouting as he ran, "Yuan Luo, get on your horse! I'll deal with these bandits!"

"Yuan Luo? That name sounds familiar."

At this moment, Yang Sijie remembered that Yuan Luo was Yun Luo's sister. She never expected to encounter Yuan Luo here.

At this moment, the burly man in blue stopped and turned around. The bandits chasing after him, seeing another brother fall and the burly man blocking their path, were perhaps intimidated by his prowess and could only gasp in surprise,不敢前行 (daring not to advance).

Seeing that Yuan Luo hadn't mounted his horse, the burly man in blue turned to look and saw Yuan Luo had fallen from his horse and was painfully clutching his foot, clearly having broken a bone.

Distracted, the burly man in blue suddenly heard a sharp, strange sound, and something lunged at him. He quickly turned around and saw a gleaming silver crescent-shaped blade hurtling towards him.

The burly man in blue quickly dodged the attack, but the silver blade returned, almost twice as fast as before.

"Returning Dragon Blade Technique!"

The burly man in blue recognized the sword technique, but unfortunately, he didn't see the person wielding it. He was beheaded by the spinning, returning blade, blood spurting high, causing Yuan Luo to cry out in alarm.

At that moment, a strong, middle-aged man emerged from among the bandits. He wore black clothes and a black mask. He sheathed his crescent-shaped sword, let out a cold laugh, and said to the bandits, "Kill that girl and retrieve the Seven-Colored Spirit Mushroom."

The bandits obeyed and pounced on Yuan Luo…

In his panic, Yuan

Luo knew he could only await his death. Because they were still a hundred paces away, rushing forward on horseback would be futile. So, Yang Sijie took down her Heavenly Cold Jade Bow and fired six arrows simultaneously, all hitting their targets. At the same time, she spurred her horse forward.

Wielding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, Yang Sijie emitted a dark blue aura that was like lightning capable of tearing through the clouds. Before the bandits could even get close, they were already being sliced to pieces, their limbs severed. Had it not been for the remaining kindness in Yang Sijie's heart, their heads would surely have been flying everywhere.

The bandit leader, wearing a black turban, saw this and knew that Yang Sijie was wielding a divine weapon. He couldn't help but take a few more glances at it. The three-pointed, double-edged sword was completely gleaming, crystal clear, and shimmering with silver light. In Yang Sijie's hands, it resembled a silver dragon. Especially the dark blue aura emanating from the blade was something the bandits clearly couldn't withstand.

The more the bandit leader looked at the three-pointed, double-edged sword, the more he liked it. He immediately conceived the idea of taking both the sword and the woman for himself. So, wielding a crescent-shaped scimitar, he secretly attacked Yang Sijie. His Returning Dragon Sword Technique was truly exquisite. The rapidly spinning scimitar drew a beautiful arc, whistling past Yang Sijie's hair.

Before Yang Sijie could react, the gleaming silver blade flashed back, but fortunately, she had witnessed his swordsmanship and her defense was adequate.

This time, the crescent-shaped blade flew past Yang Sijie's left side, but suddenly changed direction, heading straight for her abdomen.

Yang Sijie immediately kicked her horse armor with her left foot, and her red horse neighed loudly at the crucial moment, leaping outwards and allowing her to escape danger.

When the bandit leader retrieved his crescent-shaped blade, he had already floated close to Yang Sijie, but he did not rush to attack. Such a heroic and valiant woman captivated him greatly, so he flicked his wrist and shot out three Xuanming flying needles, coated with poison, intending to capture Yang Sijie alive.

The bandit leader was certain that with Yang Sijie's skill, she would not be able to dodge his projectiles, and indeed, Yang Sijie could not dodge the three projectiles.

As the first Xuanming flying needle grazed Yang Sijie's head, the second passed by her cheek, and the third struck her left chest. It felt like a sting from a venomous insect, causing Yang Sijie a tingling, numbing sensation. She immediately realized the weapon was poisoned and knew she couldn't linger; she had to leave as quickly as possible. At

that moment, Yang Sijie lightly nudged the belly of Huan Hongma with her leg. These Akhal-Teke horses, generally understanding human nature, knew Yang Sijie wanted them to run and galloped away like lightning. In the instant Huan Hongma accelerated, Yang Sijie reached out with her left hand and grabbed Yuan Luo onto the horse.

The bandit leader hurriedly led his bandits in pursuit, but Huan Hongma was too fast and couldn't catch up. In a short while, they were far behind.

When Yang Sijie felt cold, her consciousness began to fade. She remembered that just moments before, the setting sun had bathed the earth in its last rays, but in the blink of an eye, the pitch-black night had enveloped her, and all around was desolate. At this moment, her red horse passed through a dense forest, and she could faintly hear the sound of flowing water.

The vast Western Sea and the brilliant starry sky stretched out before them.

Yuan Luo helped Yang Sijie down from her horse and asked, "Sijie, are you injured?"

Yang Sijie nodded weakly and said, "I was hit by a hidden weapon."

Yuan Luo turned around and, seeing no movement behind them, said, "Those bandits were chasing us relentlessly, so I let my horse disappear into the dense forest. And Sijie's warhorse is truly amazing; it leaped over several ravines in succession, and those bandits' horses could no longer pursue us. I estimate they won't be able to catch us for the time being."

Seeing that Yang Sijie only nodded slightly and didn't even have the strength to speak, Yuan Luo frowned and asked, "Was the hidden weapon you were hit with poisoned?"

Yang Sijie nodded again.

Yuan Luo grasped Yang Sijie's wrist, felt her pulse, and said, "Your pulse is relatively normal. It seems the poison won't kill you. Can you tell me where the wound is?"

Yang Sijie whispered, "The hidden weapon was needle-shaped, in my chest."

Yuan Luo immediately unbuttoned Yang Sijie's robe, revealing her snow-white breasts and pink undergarment. A very conspicuous red dot was visible just below Yang Sijie's shoulder.

Seeing this, Yuan Luo pointed around the red dot and gently moved his fingers. Immediately, a tiny silver needle floated up.

Seeing Yuan Luo's skillful technique, Yang Sijie asked, "Yuan Luo, can you treat wounds?"

Yuan Luo carefully removed the poisoned needle, glanced at it a few times, and then tossed it aside. He then pressed his lips to Yang Sijie's wound and sucked the poison from the needle's residue inside her body.

After treating Yang Sijie's wounds, Yuanluo took out a brightly colored object from her bosom—the seven-colored lingzhi mushroom the bandits were trying to steal. She tore off a piece, chewed it, and applied it to Yang Sijie's wounds, softly asking, "Sijie, are you feeling better?"

Although Yang Sijie was still weak and cold, she was no longer as disoriented as before.

"Yuanluo, you're quite clever, even knowing how to treat poison. Can you tell me what this is?"

"This is a seven-colored lingzhi mushroom, a very precious traditional Chinese medicine. Uncle Luo was killed by the bandits to protect it,"

Yuanluo sighed.

At that moment, a burst of light appeared in the southeast, accompanied by shouts and the neighing of horses. The light grew closer, revealing the bandits.

The bandit leader was determined to capture Yang Sijie and Yuanluo, and had led his men to search all the mountain paths from south to north. Judging from the lit torches, there were at least two hundred bandits.

Yuan Luo said anxiously, "What can we do? The bandits are coming!"

Yang Sijie frowned, looking around helplessly. The open seashore offered no cover, and the bandits were gathering there, clearly having spotted them. However, she was still suffering from the lingering poison and couldn't defend herself.

The bandit leader had become two, and Rifeng and Yuemo were brothers who traversed the desert and Kunlun Mountains, never settling down.

Rifeng and Yuemo were renowned in the Western Regions; their master was the infamous Black Mountain Blood Demon. Therefore, Xiliang, Tubo, and Loulan all wanted to recruit this powerful desert cavalry, but none succeeded, as Rifeng and Yuemo were accustomed to their unrestrained and exciting life.

Rifeng practiced the Phantom Hammer technique, while Yuemo excelled in the Returning Dragon Blade technique.

Rifeng and Yuemo searched the entire mountain and finally found Yang Sijie and Yuemo.

At this moment, the bandits swarmed forward. They had clearly received orders from Rifeng and Yuemo to capture Yang Sijie and Yuan Luo alive. They charged forward, swords drawn, smug smiles on their faces.

Rifeng laughed, "Indeed, two beautiful women. Second brother, we can each take one."

Yuemo agreed, "Brother is absolutely right, but these two girls are not to be trifled with, especially the older one, who killed several of our brothers. However, she has already been hit by my Bloodwing Flying Needle and probably won't last long. Since brother is interested in them, why not take them? We brothers have spent our lives on the battlefield and have yet to meet a suitable woman. They are quite beautiful, so why not capture them and persuade them to be our wives?" Just as

Yang Sijie and Yuan Luo were about to be captured, a sharp shout suddenly came from the distant hilltop: "Fourth sister, don't worry, we're here!"

Yang Sijie looked in the direction of the voice and saw two warhorses galloping towards them like the wind. The two people on horseback were Xiao Chuo and Chai Mingge.

Yang Sijie was overjoyed and shouted, "Xiao Chuo, Mingge, come and save me!"

Xiao Chuo and Chai Mingge rode swiftly to Yang Sijie's side, drew their swords and joined the battle. Their swordsmanship was unparalleled, and the bandits were no match for them. Rifeng and Yuemo fought them for no more than ten moves. Rifeng was pierced through the chest by Xiao Chuo's sword and died. Yuemo was struck in the back by Chai Mingge's palm. After spitting blood, he tried to escape, but Xiao Chuo stabbed him, ending his life.

Yang Sijie asked Xiao Chuo, "Xiao Chuo, how did you end up with Mingge?"

Xiao Chuo replied, "Mingge went to Xiliang to persuade Li Deming, so Li Deming sent Yuanluo to Xingxiuhai to inform Yunluo. Then Mingge went to Yuti Pass. Although Mingge and I used to be at odds because of the conflict between the Song and Liao dynasties, now the Song and Liao are truly one family, and we both like Liulang, so we've put aside our differences. Mingge knew you went to Yueying Peak alone to inquire about the situation, and we were worried, so we followed..."

Yang Sijie said, "That's wonderful! Luckily you arrived in time."

Xiao Chuo and Chai... Mingge and Xiao Chuo smiled at each other. Xiao Chuo said, "Mingge, I never thought we could actually be friends in this life. I once said that as long as we cooperate, we can definitely conquer the world."

Chai Mingge laughed, "I don't want to conquer the world; I only want all people to be free from war and live in peace forever."

Xiao Fu said, "If you want true peace forever, you can only solve it through war."

Yang Sijie said happily, "I'm so happy to see you shake hands and make peace!"

Chai Mingge said, "Let's hurry up to Moon Shadow Peak to find Liu Lang!"

Little did they know that at this moment, a dramatic change was taking place in the Silver Cloud Palace on Moon Shadow Peak.

Yun Luo, together with Qi Xingzi, Ruan Hong Yi Dao, Pi Li Wu Chang, Feng Rui San Ren, Ling Xia Xian Zi, and Liu Fei Quan, planned to launch a sneak attack on the White Wolf Holy Mother. And today happened to be the day of the Cultivation God Realm's sacrificial ceremony.

During the sacrificial ceremony, Seven Stars, Soft Red Blade, Thunderclap Impermanence, Windwise Hermit, Fairy Lingxia, and Liu Feiquan joined forces to attack the White Wolf Mother, enraging her. She defended herself with a Wind, Fire, and Thunder Array while simultaneously attacking them with Heaven-Destroying Divine Thunder.

At this moment, Yunluo secretly took the Dragon-Slaying Sword from Ning Cai'er and, taking advantage of the White Wolf Mother's spirit flying out of the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Array again, used the Dragon-Slaying Sword to sever her Starry Sky Limitless Formation.

Seeing that even Yunluo had betrayed her, the White Wolf Mother was filled with despair. Unable to possess her own body, her spirit was doomed to defeat. She then went on a killing spree, first using Heaven-Destroying Divine Thunder to kill Seven Stars, Soft Red Blade, Thunderclap Impermanence, Windwise Hermit, Fairy Lingxia, and Liu Feiquan. Finally, resigned to her fate, the White Wolf Mother decided to perish together with Yunluo.

Seeing this, Liu Lang was extremely anxious, as was Zi Yue, but they were powerless to help. At this moment, Xiao Chuo and Chai Mingge arrived.

Xiao Chuo was relieved to see that Liu Lang, though injured internally, was not in mortal danger.

Yun Luo and the White Wolf Mother were locked in a fierce battle. Although Yun Luo only possessed nine primordial spirits, she wielded the Dragon-Slaying Sword and severed the White Wolf Mother's Starry Sky Limitless Form, thus achieving a stalemate. If the battle dragged on, the White Wolf Mother would undoubtedly be defeated.

However, Zi Yue pleaded with Liu Lang to spare the White Wolf Mother, believing her words and considering her her great-aunt.

Seeing Liu Lang's hesitation, Zi Yue knelt and begged him. Liu Lang's heart softened, and he hoped Yun Luo would spare the White Wolf Mother's life.

However, the White Wolf Mother laughed sadly, "I have countless disciples throughout my life, yet not one of them is loyal to me... Zi Yue, what I told you was all a lie! I was never a princess, and I have no relation to you. I only hoped you would agree to marry the Black Mountain Demon, but I did this to buy time so I could achieve my goals sooner, revitalize the Starry Sea, and contend with the Black Mountain Demon."

Yun Luo sneered, "Grandma, the reason you are abandoned by everyone is entirely your own doing. As the highest-ranking sect leader in the cultivation world, you don't cherish your disciples, but instead force them to marry the Black Mountain Demon with broken hearts. And in order to find the essence of the Bright God and realize your dream of dominating the martial world, you don't even value the lives of your disciples. Your willful and arbitrary actions are all your own fault. Die!"

Yun Luo delivered the final blow, and the White Wolf Mother finally collapsed, wounded.

In the end, Yun Luo used the Divine Flying Immortal Technique to destroy the White Wolf Mother's primordial spirit, and as Liu Lang had wished, imprisoned her on the Wangxian Terrace.

To help Liu Lang heal his internal injuries and repair his depleted primordial spirit, Xiao Fu, Chai Mingge, and Yun Luo joined forces.

Yun Luo transferred the White Wolf Mother's lifelong power to Liu Lang, allowing him to slowly absorb it.

During the treatment, Chai Mingge nearly died trying to preserve Liu Lang's meridians, but Xiao Chuo intervened and saved him. Although Chai Mingge survived, he was severely weakened. After Liu Lang

recovered, he wanted to thank Chai Mingge, but Chai Mingge smiled and said, "Liu Lang, I sacrificed myself for you not to ask for anything in return. You need to conserve your strength now and focus all your efforts on dealing with the Black Mountain Blood Demon. The time for the Black Mountain Blood Demon to marry his bride is fast approaching. We must come up with a foolproof plan."

Xiao Chuo said, "Mingge and I have reached an agreement. The armies of the four kingdoms of Liao, Song, Xiliang, and Loulan have formed an alliance. We must fight the Uyghur army to the death. Therefore, Liu Lang, you must both conserve your strength and win over the Uyghurs." "Yunluo!"

said Yang Sijie. "Yes! Liulang, Yunluo also contributed a lot during your healing process. Without her nine primordial spirits protecting your heart meridian and repairing your primordial spirit with the Twelve Meridians Technique, how could you have survived?" Liulang

nodded and said, "Sijie, you said Yunluo and you have a deep bond, so please act as matchmaker for me and let me take Yunluo as my wife!"

Yang Sijie said, "I understand, don't worry."

In fact, Chai Mingge and Yunluo were old acquaintances. Yunluo's father, Li Deming, was loyal to Chai Shizong.

Yuanluo gave Yunluo a letter written by Li Deming himself. In the letter, Li Deming said that Yang Liulang was a brilliant military strategist and also Chai Mingge's husband. He wanted Yunluo to obey Chai Mingge, and that Xiliang was willing to join forces with the Song Dynasty to resist the Uyghurs.

Chai Mingge also told Yunluo that she and Liulang should become husband and wife, and that all the sisters should share one husband.

Upon hearing this, Yunluo readily agreed.

That evening, after bathing, Yunluo sat on the bed lost in thought when she heard footsteps outside the door.

"Yunluo, I

've come to see you," said Liulang as he entered.

Seeing Liulang, Yunluo felt a surge of shyness: Yang Sijie and Chai Mingge had said that tonight was her and Liulang's wedding night.

Liulang saw Yunluo sitting shyly on the bed, dressed in a light purple gauze that revealed her full, alabaster-like body.

Liu Lang couldn't resist sitting down next to Yun Luo, reaching out to embrace her slender waist. He buried his head in Yun Luo's long, jade-like neck, nibbling at her earlobe, his eyes gleaming with tender affection. He chuckled, "Yun Luo, are you ready? I'm about to begin!"

Liu Lang kissed Yun Luo's lips, then slowly removed her clothes, revealing a snow-white body with exquisitely sculpted breasts. Her skin was like ice and jade, her breasts were pert and white, her waist was slender and delicate, her abdomen was snow-white, and her legs were long and slender.

Seeing this, Liu Lang bent down and took Yun Luo's rosy, jade-like nipple into his mouth, gently and lovingly sucking on it with his tongue...

As Liu Lang sucked on her nipple, Yun Luo couldn't help but moan, "Mmm...mmm...uh...uh..."

At this moment, Liu Lang stripped off his clothes and pressed himself against Yun Luo, causing her beautiful face to flush crimson with embarrassment...

One of Liu Lang's hands slid down from Yun Luo's breast, caressing her smooth, snow-white skin, past her soft, flat abdomen, and slipped into her pubic hair, his fingers stroking among the pubic hair...

Yunluo's beautiful face flushed crimson, she moaned softly, and her long, slender legs parted wide in perfect harmony.

Liulang noticed that Yunluo beneath him was already overflowing with desire and lubrication, so he quickly inserted his thick, arm-like dragon spear between her legs, gently stroking the large, round glans against her petals. He then subtly pushed forward, parting her delicate labia and entering her lubricated vagina.

"Ah... Yunluo's virginity is actually one of the seven exquisite orifices among the ten most famous vaginas."

As Liulang's dragon spear entered her, Yunluo's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her teeth biting lightly. Amidst waves of intense stimulation, Yunluo realized that Liulang's dragon spear was deeply inside her. Overwhelmed by the dizzying pleasure, she gasped and moaned, "Ugh... um... um... um... um..."

Liulang grabbed Yunluo's legs and placed them on his shoulders.

Yunluo writhed, her hands tightly embracing Liulang's waist, her lower body occasionally thrusting upwards, moaning softly, "Liulang...it's so itchy down there...move faster..."

Liulang caressed Yunluo's breasts with one hand, while the other held her slender waist, and began to thrust.

Liulang thrust in and out relentlessly, drawing a trace of virgin blood.

At first, Yunluo felt a slight pain, but as the dragon spear withdrew, an unbearable emptiness arose within her jade cave, causing Yunluo to involuntarily arch her waist, anticipating Liulang's next insertion.

With Liulang's dragon spear thrusting in and out continuously, Yunluo's jade cave secreted a large amount of love fluid, the ample lubrication easing her pain, allowing her to begin to respond to Liulang's movements. Yunluo

let out satisfied moans, Liulang's ceaseless thrusting grinding her until her body went limp, panting heavily, and with the increasingly intense pleasure, her consciousness gradually blurred.

"Ah...ah...oh...oh...Liulang...oh my god...uh...woo...woo...oh...oh...it's so beautiful...faster...yes...harder...oh...oh...oh...ah..."

Upon hearing this, Liulang thrust even harder, rapidly pumping Yunluo back and forth.

Instantly, Yunluo reached her climax, her vaginal fluid gushing out, and at the same time, Liulang's semen poured into her flower core. Yunluo's body convulsed violently a few times before collapsing onto the bed.

However, Liulang was not yet satisfied. He stood up, letting Yunluo lie on the bed, looking at her full jade body, her high breasts, her plump vulva, and her lush pubic hair, causing the lust within Liulang to surge suddenly, his dragon spear becoming incredibly hard, trembling and jumping upwards, finally hard as iron, standing straight up.

With one hand kneading Yunluo's breasts, Liulang reached down to her crotch, caressing her alluring pubic hair, teasing her rosy petals, rubbing her hardened clitoris, and inserting his fingers into her wet, slippery vagina, occasionally licking her genitals with his tongue. Soon, Yunluo was aroused again, unable to restrain herself.

"It itches... Liulang... come and penetrate my little hole..."

Yunluo cried out, then lay back, automatically spreading her legs. Her clitoris stood erect like the stamen of a flower, trembling slightly, red and glistening, vibrant and alluring.

Liulang aimed, then thrust his hips forward, his dragon spear penetrating to the hilt.

Yunluo let out a soft cry and fell silent, simply thrusting upwards with force, coordinating with Liulang's thrusts, while Liulang began his frenzied assault.

Under Liu Lang's fierce onslaught, Yun Luo cried out weakly, "Liu Lang... harder, it feels so good... I... I'm so happy..."

Liu Lang's thrusting speed increased, he gripped Yun Luo's slender waist tightly, and with each powerful slam, his dragon spear viciously plunged into Yun Luo's core, making her feel as if Liu Lang's dragon spear was about to pierce through her. With a low roar, Liu Lang's dragon spear shot out a large amount of hot semen with tremendous force, immediately putting Yun Luo into a dazed state of pleasure.

They were locked in a passionate lovemaking! Both Liu Lang and Yun Luo possessed nine primordial spirits; when their bodies intertwined, their spirits could also intertwine, creating a double pleasure that made them feel as if they had known each other for a long time.

After three rounds, lasting well into the night, the two finally quieted down.

Yun Luo, still holding Liu Lang's waist tightly, panted as she enjoyed the afterglow of her climax.

Liu Lang remained silent, letting Yun Luo hold him, closing his eyes to savor the unspoken warmth between them.

The next day, surrounded by Yun Luo and the others, Liu Lang ascended the altar, becoming the sect leader of the cultivation world. Although he now controlled the cultivation world, there was one thing Liu Lang had to face: the Black Mountain Blood Demon's wedding.

In the past, every year on the 30th of March, the White Wolf Mother would choose a young and beautiful female disciple to give to the Black Mountain Blood Demon as his wife, and this year was no exception.

Liu Lang swore before thousands of disciples of the cultivation world that he would break this tradition, vowing to be irreconcilable with the Black Mountain Blood Demon and never handing over a disciple like the White Wolf Mother. However, this would inevitably ignite a fierce battle between the cultivation world and the Asura world, and everyone knew that they might not be able to defeat the Black Mountain Blood Demon.

Xiao Chuo suggested, "To quell the Huique rebellion, we must first eliminate the Black Mountain Blood Demon. But killing the Black Mountain Blood Demon requires more than just the few of us. Liu Lang, I'll write a letter to my master immediately and ask him to come and help us. Also, I think it would be best to get Shi Yutang to help us. With him and his sister, plus me, Mingge, you, and Yunluo, we'd have about a 70% chance of winning."

Chai Mingge said, "In terms of swordsmanship, Shi Yutang is the best in the world. In a one-on-one fight, my uncle is a little weaker than the Black Mountain Blood Demon. Xiao Chuo is right, we don't need to fight him alone. The winner takes all, the loser is condemned! If we join forces, we can definitely defeat the Black Mountain Blood Demon, but inviting my uncle to help won't be so easy."

Liu Lang asked, "Can't you persuade her?"

Chai Mingge said, "It's difficult."

Liu Lang thought for a moment and then said, "Since that's the case, let me try..."

The sun rose, its rays bathing the grasslands at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, where the snow and ice covered the mountains and plains, snow that had never melted for millennia.

Anlin Town is surrounded by snow all year round, with Bogda Peak in the distance resembling a crystal-clear jade pillar piercing the sky. The once peaceful town has suddenly become bustling. However, for the Tianshan Sect, this prosperity is not necessarily a good thing. The sect leader, Shi Yutang, had already issued an order that no martial artist was allowed to set foot in the Jiejian Pavilion during this period, as beyond it lay the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Frozen Pool. Shi Yutang absolutely did not want his sect's millennium-old divine treasure to fall into the hands of outsiders.

However, the merchants of Anlin Town didn't care about such things. Several days ago, the only two inns were already full.

Early in the morning, guests ate breakfast at the inns: fragrant mutton buns paired with a bowl of steaming mutton soup. At a table near the street, a burly, red-robed monk had already eaten two baskets of buns and drunk three bowls of mutton soup, yet he still urged the waiter to hurry up.

The waiter scoffed, "Sir, don't rush me. Look, you've already eaten two baskets, while some people haven't even had one..."

The Hu monk retorted angrily, "I won't shortchange you! Stop talking nonsense, finish this basket, and bring me two more to go. I'm full, but my master hasn't eaten yet. If you dare utter a single word of dissent, I'll burn your shop down!"

As the Hu monk was arguing with the waiter, the sound of bells grew louder, followed by the crisp sound of hooves. The Hu monk hurriedly stood up, and before anyone could notice, a sturdy warhorse collided with him.

The Hu monk only stumbled slightly, but the horse nearly fell, letting out a long neigh and rearing up. The white-clad girl on horseback almost fell off as well. Suddenly, the horse behind stopped, and the woman in green on horseback shouted angrily, "Are you blind? How dare you block our way!"

The Hu monk looked up and saw two women of unparalleled beauty.

"You lousy monk, haven't you had enough of staring at my sister? Be careful you don't ruin your monkly status!"

the girl in green retorted sarcastically.

The Hu monk laughed, "I have a rule: if I see a girl I like, I'll befriend her. You two young ladies are so beautiful, I'm truly fond of you!"

The girl in white chuckled, "You lecherous monk, stop trying to take advantage of me! I have important business to attend to today and don't have time for idle chatter. I'll spare your life, now get lost!"

The Hu monk smiled and said, "My Buddhist name is Jie Kun. May I ask your names, ladies?"

The girl in green snorted, "Don't pay him any attention, let's go."

The girl in white pulled on the reins, dodging Jie Kun, and rode off alongside the girl in green, their hooves kicking up snowflakes.

Jie Kun shook his cassock and strode after the two girls, calling out, "Wait for me!"

Although Bogda Peak was right in front of him, Jie Kun was panting heavily after chasing for a while. Bogda Peak was still in sight, but the two ethereal girls had already left him far behind.

The two girls were Miao Xueyan and Zhang Huiqing. They had been worried about Shi Yutang's wrath for leaving the mountain without permission at such a crucial moment, but after guarding Tianchi Lake for over half a month, they had developed an unpleasant odor. That's why they had secretly left the mountain the previous night to bathe at an inn in Anlin Town. After bathing, they were naturally eager to return to Tianshan.

Upon arriving at Jiejian Pavilion, Miao Xueyan and Zhang Huiqing quietly abandoned their horses and climbed on foot, avoiding the many Tianshan disciples guarding the area. They ascended a narrow path familiar to Zhang Huiqing, and after crossing a particularly difficult cliff, they found the terrain flat ahead, and could already see the outpost they were guarding in the birch forest.

Episode 20

Synopsis:

Shi Yutang seals off Tianshan Mountain to obtain the Thousand-Year Divine Turtle, but still faces threats from the world's number one martial arts master, Situ Mingfeng, and Ouyang Dongli. How will Liu Lang help Shi Yutang and win her heart?

To destroy the Black Mountain Blood Demon, the Uyghurs must first be wiped out! Liu Lang and the Yang family's female generals lead their army straight to Asalan City, where the Uyghur national teacher, Kongkonghai, is stationed. Let's see how the cultivation world and the Asura world clash!

Chapter 1: The Thousand-Year Divine

Turtle. To obtain the Thousand-Year Divine Turtle, Shi Yutang builds sixteen outposts around the Tianshan Cold Pool to monitor other sects and learn of the Turtle's appearance. The guards are all disciples of the Tianshan Sect. This allows the disciples to monitor each other while also monitoring outsiders. The meticulous Shi Yutang cannot tolerate the slightest mistake in such matters!

Miao Xueyan, holding Zhang Huiqing's hand, suddenly stopped and whispered to Zhang Huiqing, "Huiqing, someone is following us. Didn't you notice?"

Zhang Huiqing was startled and turned around. Besides the bare birch trees covering the mountains, there was only pure white snow; there was no sign of anyone.

"Sister, that lousy monk probably doesn't have that much skill! Are you overthinking it?"

Miao Xueyan frowned slightly, looking at the empty surroundings. "Perhaps that person's lightness skill is extraordinary… I feel he's been following us all along. I hope I'm just overthinking it, but we need to be extra careful tonight."

Just as Miao Xueyan turned around, a figure leaped like a bird across the birch forest behind her, silently pressing itself against the trunk of a towering tree. At

the Dongting Villa in Tianshan

, on a cliff, Shi Yutang shook her head, her hair fluttering slightly as she avoided a petal carried by the wind. Shi Yutang was dressed in white, his skin as white as jade, and even the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword in his hand was purer than jade, for the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword was a peerless divine sword.

After descending from the cliff, Shi Yutang stood with his hands at his sides in the courtyard and said to the house inside, "Senior brother, after tonight, the Divine Turtle will appear! Everyone says you are dead, but in my eyes, you live forever. When the Divine Turtle appears, we can continue our predestined relationship, so no matter what, I must obtain the Divine Turtle... 'I dream of a cold, silver bed, the azure sky is like water, the night clouds are light. The cries of wild geese have faded into the distance, the moon shines brightly in the twelve-story tower.'"

After reciting this, Shi Yutang looked up and saw dark clouds obscuring the sun, then slowly walked away.

"Sister, are you cold?"

Zhang Huiqing asked, placing a blanket over Miao Xueyan.

Miao Xueyan stared at the lamplight on the table, lost in thought, and said, "Although Lan Yutang has become a living dead, the sect leader still misses him dearly... Sigh! If only Liu Lang could come to Tianshan and join us!"

Zhang Huiqing said, "So you miss Liu Lang!"

Miao Xueyan smiled and said, "Never mind, I was just saying! Although the sect leader hopes to obtain the Divine Turtle, its appearance in the world attracts everyone's attention. Besides, would Ouyang Dongli let the sect leader obtain the Divine Turtle so easily?"

Zhang Huiqing said with a troubled expression, "Ouyang Dongli's martial arts are ranked above Master's. If they really had to duel, it would be hard to predict who would win..."

Miao Xueyan said, "Yes!" "But Master seems determined to get it. I wonder where she gets her confidence from?"

Zhang Huiqing shook her head and said, "You don't know, it's said that eating the eyes of the Divine Turtle can restore one's former beauty or make one even more beautiful. Moreover, the blood of the Divine Turtle can cure all diseases, and the eggs of the Divine Turtle can double one's power. Master wants this Divine Turtle, it must be to bring Grand Master Uncle back to life!"

Miao Xueyan suddenly realized and said, "I see... Huiqing, if you get the Divine Turtle, which part of the Divine Turtle would you want?"

Zhang Huiqing thought for a moment and said, "I want the eyes of the Divine Turtle, so I can become as beautiful as you. I'll bewitch Liu Lang!"

"You don't even need to eat the eyes of the Divine Turtle to bewitch me..."

At this moment, the wooden door of the outpost was opened, and Jie Kun rushed in carrying a package.

Upon seeing Jie Kun, Zhang Huiqing angrily retorted, "You wretched monk, how dare you cause trouble here? Don't you value your life?"

Jie Kun chuckled, "I am a distinguished guest of Tianshan! These past few days, Sect Leader Shi has never interfered with my affairs; I can go wherever I want. To be honest, there's very little good food in Tianshan. I traveled to many places to buy these things, so please accept them."

With that, Jie Kun opened what he had brought. Inside was a package of steaming hot mutton, a package of brightly colored braised beef, and a delicate wine pot.

Seeing this food, Miao Xueyan and Zhang Huiqing couldn't help but swallow hard. During their stay at the outpost, they were only given food by disciples every seven days, mostly dry rations and dried meat. Therefore, the sight of the steaming meat naturally whetted their appetites.

Zhang Huiqing said, "You've thought of everything, but I wonder if you have good intentions?"

Jie Kun feigned innocence, saying, "I'm new here and just wanted to get to know you. I wouldn't have any other thoughts. If you don't believe me, I'll eat some to show you."

With that, Jie Kun grabbed a mouthful of mutton and

stuffed it into his mouth. After watching Jie Kun finish the mutton, Miao Xueyan gave Zhang Huiqing a wink, then also grabbed a mouthful of mutton and ate it. Since Zhang Huiqing was a master of concealed weapons, she could naturally tell whether the mutton was poisoned after eating it.

Seeing that Zhang Huiqing didn't react after eating the mutton, Miao Xueyan asked, "Huiqing, are you alright?"

Zhang Huiqing, while eating, said, "It doesn't seem poisonous. I guess this monk wouldn't have the guts. You eat some too!"

After saying that, Zhang Huiqing picked up the wine pot and asked, "Monk, have you tampered with this wine?"

Jie Kun said, "I really don't have that much courage. Please stop teasing me. How about I take a sip first?"

Zhang Huiqing replied, "No need! If you drink it, how are we supposed to drink?"

Saying this, Zhang Huiqing took out a silver needle from her sleeve, placed it in the wine pot, and after a while took it out to examine it. She then said to Miao Xueyan, "It's too cold. I'll just have a couple of sips first!"

With that, Zhang Huiqing gulped down large mouthfuls of wine.

At this moment, Miao Xueyan also lowered her guard, began eating the mutton, and took the wine pot from Zhang Huiqing's hand. After drinking a few sips, a wave of warmth spread throughout her body.

Miao Xueyan stretched and said to Jie Kun, "You must have some ulterior motive for coming here in the middle of the night, but I advise you to behave yourself and not make a fool of yourself."

Jie Kun said, "That's right, that's right, you're right. I only hope to befriend you, who are like immortals. I wonder if you would be willing?"

Miao Xueyan said, "You are a nun, it's not appropriate for you to befriend us, is it?"

Jie Kun laughed, "I have seen countless beauties in the Uyghurs, but I have never seen a beauty like you, who is not only beautiful but also talented. Alas... I really want to renounce my vows for you!"

Hearing what Jie Kun said, Miao Xueyan couldn't help but doubt his intentions and dared not eat the food he brought. Zhang Huiqing had already devoured all the food.

At this moment, Miao Xueyan didn't know why, but she began to feel hot all over, her mouth was dry, and a tingling sensation surged from her bones and spread throughout her body, along with a feeling of dizziness. Seeing

this, Jie Kun seized the opportunity to support Miao Xueyan, saying, "You've had too much to drink." When Miao Xueyan remained silent, Jie Kun pulled her into his arms. Although Miao Xueyan knew things were going badly, she was powerless to resist. Her body was limp and weak, and the rising heat within her made her feel like she was burning with desire. At this moment, Zhang Huiqing lay on the bed, her cheeks flushed, her eyes languid, murmuring, "I...I'm so hot, so hot..." Although Miao Xueyan was completely weak, she still retained a sliver of reason. She knew she had fallen into Jie Kun's trap, and the reason she didn't resist was that she understood resistance was futile and would only increase Jie Kun's suspicion. So, Miao Xueyan secretly reached down to retrieve the dagger hidden in her boot for self-defense. Miao Xueyan wanted to strike Jie Kun fatally when he was off guard. Of course, she also knew that Jie Kun's skill was considerable, and since she couldn't use her internal energy, if she couldn't kill him, death would be a minor matter; her reputation would likely be ruined by him. Miao Xueyan didn't want to betray Liu Lang! So Miao Xueyan could only let Jie Kun hold her for now, hoping to seize the opportunity when he wasn't paying attention and plunge her dagger into his heart, killing him instantly! Time ticked by, and beads of sweat covered Miao Xueyan's forehead, her breasts heaving violently. Jie Kun lewdly chuckled, "To spend the night with you, even if it meant my death, I would be willing!" "Is that so?" Suddenly, a murderous glint flashed in Miao Xueyan's eyes. She then thrust her dagger towards Jie Kun's chest. Although Miao Xueyan had temporarily lost all her power, this strike was enough to end Jie Kun's life. However, Jie Kun was wearing protective soft armor. Miao Xueyan regretted that she had been too hasty, not waiting for Jie Kun to undress completely before attacking. She trembled with rage, her teeth grinding together, her eyes blazing with fury. Jie Kun was startled at first, then laughed and said, "That's where you're wrong! I kindly offered you wine and meat, and spent the night with you, and you actually tried to assassinate me. Luckily, I was wearing this treasure, otherwise my life would have been in danger! I don't mind dying, but if I die, who will cure you of the 'Yin Yang Harmony Powder' poison?" Jie Kun tilted his head and looked at Zhang Huiqing, whose clothes were disheveled, and continued, "I put the poison in the meat and the wine separately. If you only eat one of them, you will be fine. But if you eat them together, you will definitely be consumed by lust. If you do not engage in sexual relations, you will not be able to sober up. But don't worry, my stamina is not bad. I can definitely handle both of you at the same time, and I will never favor one of you. Afterwards, I am willing to grow my hair back and return to secular life to spend the rest of my life with you..." At this time, Miao Xueyan was no longer in the mood to listen to Jie Kun. She was so ashamed and angry that she almost fainted. Just as Jie Kun was about to succeed, a strange noise came from outside the door. A figure burst in with a gust of cold wind. The person raised their right hand, and their five fingers, like five steel hooks, grabbed Jie Kun's head. Jie Kun cried out, losing the ability to resist. Before he could even see the person's face clearly, he was thrown out the door, and at the same time, the person punched him in the back. He then fell like a kite with a broken string, heading towards a ravine. Miao Xueyan was immediately overjoyed. She looked at the person and saw that he was wearing bright and shiny armor. The shoulders of his black fox fur cloak were woven with five-colored eagle feathers, which accentuated his tall figure. An eagle mask covered half of his face, and behind the mask, a majestic and arrogant gaze shone. "You...who are you?" Miao Xueyan looked at the person with a terrified expression. The person smiled slightly and said, "Yanzi, don't be afraid." "Is it Liu Lang?" Miao Xueyan recognized Liu Lang's voice. At this moment, Liu Lang took off his mask and said, "Yanzi, Huiqing, it really is me! This bald monk even dared to touch my women? Are you alright?" Miao Xueyan said happily, "Liu Lang, that's wonderful! Luckily you arrived in time, otherwise... we would have had to die to preserve our innocence!" Liu Lang breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Who is this bald monk?" Miao Xueyan said, "He is a high-ranking monk from the Uyghur Khaganate. We in Tianshan and the Uyghur Khaganate haven't had any conflict, so we let our guard down against him, and almost fell into his trap. Thank goodness you appeared in time!" Upon hearing this , Liu Lang first helped Miao Xueyan tidy her disheveled clothes, then took two blankets and covered Miao Xueyan and Zhang Huiqing respectively, saying solemnly, "You have been poisoned by the Yin-Yang Harmony Powder. I have heard that this medicine is extremely potent; if you cannot unite in yin and yang, your lives will be in danger." Miao Xueyan sighed, "Liu Lang, what should we do?" Liu Lang said, "I will first help you circulate your internal energy to heal the poison, and then you can enjoy the pleasures of love to detoxify." At this moment, Liu Lang began to circulate his internal energy to heal Miao Xueyan and Zhang Huiqing. Miao Xueyan could clearly feel the aphrodisiac in her body gradually weakening. Her previously burning body began to cool down. She nodded and said, "I feel much better, thank you for saving me!" Liu Lang hummed in agreement and then began to treat Zhang Huiqing's poisoning. However, Zhang Huiqing was unconscious and unable to cooperate with Liu Lang's treatment, so Liu Lang had to stop temporarily and said, "I have controlled the poison in her body. It's best to let her rest for a while. I will help her again after she wakes up!" "I understand!" Miao Xueyan said, shivering involuntarily. Liu Lang quickly said, "Now that the aphrodisiac in your body has been almost eliminated, it's natural to feel a little cold, but it might get better in a while." After saying that, Liu Lang began to regulate his own internal energy, because the treatment had consumed a lot of his internal energy. If he didn't regulate it in time, he might be in danger of going into qi deviation. Seeing steam rising from Liu Lang's head and sweat beading on his cheeks, Miao Xueyan took out a handkerchief to wipe his brow, saying, "Liu Lang, you're tired. Rest for a while!" Liu Lang replied, "It's alright, I'm not tired..." Looking into Miao Xueyan's affectionate eyes, Liu Lang's heart warmed. He pulled her into his arms and said, "Yanzi, how about we make love first? It's been so long, have you missed me?" As he spoke, Liu Lang began to undress Miao Xueyan. "Why would I miss you?"

Although Miao Xueyan said this, she began to cooperate with Liu Lang's actions, taking off her clothes.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Lang and Miao Xueyan were naked. Liu Lang laughed and pounced on Miao Xueyan...

Just as Liu Lang and Miao Xueyan finished their lovemaking, Zhang Huiqing woke up.

Miao Xueyan said breathlessly, "Huiqing, it's your turn!"

"Huh? Liu Lang, when did you..."

Liu Lang laughed, "Don't ask so many questions. I've missed you so much since we were separated! Come on, let's make love for a while first."

After saying that, Liu Lang began to make love with Zhang Huiqing...

Half an hour later, the three of them finished their lovemaking and had just dressed when they heard a series of chaotic sounds. They hurriedly went to the window and looked out. In the distance, they saw many disciples of the Tianshan Sect holding swords and knives, climbing up the winding and rugged mountain path. Behind them, there was a dark mass of people, and the shouts were getting louder and louder.

At this moment, a Tianshan disciple shouted, "Sound the alarm! The bandits from Helan Mountain are coming!"

Miao Xueyan said to Liu Lang, "It seems the various sects of the martial world need to launch their operations ahead of schedule."

With that, Miao Xueyan quickly pulled out a signal flare from her bosom, detonated it, and threw it into the air.

Liu Lang looked intently into the distance and saw the Tianshan disciples getting closer and closer. Several of them slipped on the path and tumbled down the cliff, buried by the snow. Other disciples who were slower were hacked to death by the pursuers and then fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Miao Xueyan quickly drew her sword and rushed forward, shouting, "Brothers, hurry up! Let's cut the ropes together and crush those people!"

At this moment, the leading Tianshan disciple immediately directed the disciples who had already climbed the mountain to cut the ropes with their swords. Several huge rocks rolled down with a rumble, followed by cries of agony.

The bandits and the boulder rolled down the mountain, but most of them dodged aside as the boulder fell, only surging back up after it had passed them.

In the blink of an eye, the various factions had reached the summit, clashing again with the Tianshan Sect disciples. However, some, armed with swords and knives, charged towards the Sacred Pool.

The group that charged was led by the Helan Mountain bandits. Although bandits, their power had grown significantly since Jin Yuecheng, one of the Thirteen Protectors, became their leader, reaching tens of thousands in recent years. These bandits were skilled in both horsemanship and swordsmanship, and Jin Yuecheng, with his Thirteen Flying Spears, had swept through northern Sichuan, firmly establishing himself as the leader.

This time, Jin Yuecheng brought three thousand Flying Tiger Riders, stationed at the Ancient Tomb Fortress only two hundred li away, waiting for the opportune moment to launch a full-scale attack on Tianshan.

Jin Yuecheng saw Miao Xueyan from afar, rushing to meet the disciples of the Tianshan Sect and leading the way in setting off rolling stones that killed many of his brothers. He headed

straight for her. Miao Xueyan was busy dealing with two people when she saw Jin Yuecheng running towards her like an eagle, with thirteen golden spears gleaming behind him. Jin Yuecheng stretched out his hands, drawing two golden spears from each, merging them into one. The spearhead was thirteen inches long; with a flick of the wrist, a spear shadow flew towards Miao Xueyan's face.

Miao Xueyan had heard of Jin Yuecheng's prowess and dared not be careless. She quickly forced back the two people fighting her, then her body darted to the left like a swallow, simultaneously using a slanted sword technique, attempting to counter Jin Yuecheng's fierce spear strikes with the Tianshan Sect's Reverse Big Dipper Sumeru Swordplay. However, Miao Xueyan's understanding of the Tianshan Sect's swordplay was not deep, and her attack immediately revealed an opening.

Jin Yuecheng twirled his spear, the shaft ringing out, before viciously lashing out at Miao Xueyan's slender waist.

Miao Xueyan quickly switched to the Northern Dipper Sumeru Sword Technique to block Jin Yuecheng's attack. Sparks flew, and with a cry, she lost her grip on her sword, which clattered to the ground. She immediately leaped away, but just as she reached a towering cypress tree, Jin Yuecheng was already upon her.

Jin Yuecheng roared, spreading his arms wide, three spears in each hand, and shouted at Miao Xueyan, "Give me back my brothers' lives!"

With that, he simultaneously launched six spears.

While most people launch swords, knives, or spears in a triangular formation, Jin Yuecheng launched them in a spiral, the six spears forming two spinning gears, attacking Miao Xueyan from both sides. But Miao Xueyan was unarmed; dodging this attack, whose trajectory was impossible to predict, was virtually impossible!

In that critical moment, Liu Lang's body flashed past Miao Xueyan like lightning, then he reached out and grabbed her.

Immediately, the two spears slashed across the tree trunk, carving a foot-long gash in the thousand-year-old cypress. The spears then spun back, flying back into Jin Yuecheng's hand.

Seeing that he was about to take Miao Xueyan's life, only to have her rescued by others, Jin Yuecheng was filled with resentment. He roared, and before Liu Lang and Miao Xueyan could climb down from the tree, he fired another spear, two gleaming golden spear wheels whistling back.

Seeing that Jin Yuecheng was determined to kill Miao Xueyan, Liu Lang was enraged. He lightly touched the tree trunk with his toes, carrying Miao Xueyan as they headed towards the flying spears Jin Yuecheng had launched. Just as the spears were about to reach them, Liu Lang flicked his Purple Jade Golden Eye Sword, drawing a graceful arc with a "Mountain-Splitting Path" move. The six flying spears immediately fell to the ground, two of them even being severed in two by the Purple Jade Golden Eye Sword.

Liu Lang's lightning-like gaze sent a chill down Jin Yuecheng's spine.

Liu Lang put Miao Xueyan down and said, "Why kill a little girl like that?"

Jin Yuecheng snorted, "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor! If she hadn't fallen on a rock and killed my brother, why would I be seeking revenge?" Liu Lang said

, "Then have you considered this? This is Tianshan Sect territory. You brought so many brothers here to cause trouble. Do you think you're in the right?"

Jin Yuecheng barely suppressed his anger and snorted, "You easily neutralized my attack. You don't seem to be a coward from Tianshan Sect. So why are you meddling in other people's business?" Liu

Lang looked at Miao Xueyan, seeing that she was still in shock, and said, "A true hero has things he will and will not do! I'm just doing what I like to do. I just want to help her."

"Brother, stop wasting time talking to them. Even if this man is skilled in martial arts, there are so many of us, what are we afraid of? Watch me take his head!"

The speaker had leopard-like eyebrows and bulging eyes, a large mouth, a long steel beard, and wore a black robe. He wielded a pair of bull-headed death clubs, their sides covered with death nails. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the bull-headed death clubs and struck at Liu Lang's head.

Liu Lang ignored the man and floated away with Miao Xueyan. Just as he put Miao Xueyan down, he saw the man wielding the bull-headed death clubs chasing after them from afar.

Miao Xueyan instinctively hugged Liu Lang, saying, "Liu Lang, thank you for saving me! But why did you bring me here?"

Liu Lang replied, "This isn't about escaping. I've never been afraid of anyone; I just didn't want to get involved in their conflicts. My purpose here is the Divine Turtle, not to kill."

Miao Xueyan said "Oh," and then added, "You're the best in the world, so naturally you won't be afraid of them. But I'm different. I almost lost my life just now. I wonder when I'll be able to train as well as you?"

At this moment, the man caught up with Liu Lang. Seeing Liu Lang and Miao Xueyan embracing, he angrily shouted, "You killed so many of our brothers! Prepare to pay with your life!"

With that, the man brandished his bull-headed death club and attacked Liu Lang.

Liu Lang immediately pushed Miao Xueyan aside, spun around, and lightly raised his left hand, striking the man's arm with a single palm strike. As the man withdrew to defend, Liu Lang's left palm transformed into a powerful punch, deftly bypassing the man's arm and striking his chest with tremendous force. Liu Lang's control of the force was perfect; he only used forty percent of his strength to knock the man to the ground. Had he added even half a fraction more, the man would have been dead.

Not wanting to cause further bloodshed, Liu Lang pulled Miao Xueyan to another mountain peak. From here, they could overlook the Sacred Pool and have a clear view of the situation there.

The once tranquil Heavenly Mountain Cold Pool suddenly became extremely noisy!

A slender, middle-aged man with silver-gray hair sat cross-legged on the ice in the very center of the sacred pool, surrounded by eight circular ice holes arranged according to the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. The swarming martial artists remained at a distance around the edge of the pool, not daring to approach the ice. This was because the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, long untouched by blood, was emitting a terrifying clang from its gleaming scabbard behind the man.

On the other side, Ouyang Dongli, the leader of the Shu Mountain Sect, also watched coldly.

Several years ago, Ouyang Dongli had fought the White Wolf Holy Mother, but was unable to suppress her Dragon-Slaying Sword and was ultimately injured and defeated. Several years later, Ouyang Dongli returned to the martial world, but the White Wolf Holy Mother had already been defeated. He did not intend to immediately antagonize the Cultivation Realm, but instead focused his attention on the Divine Turtle, because it could multiply one's power.

Shi Yutang stood not far from Situ Mingfeng and Ouyang Dongli. In her eyes, the rabble was utterly insignificant, and she didn't even care about Ouyang Dongli. However, she dared not be careless towards the thin, middle-aged man, for he was Situ Mingfeng.

Situ Mingfeng, however, paid no attention to everyone. He was simply waiting for the Divine Turtle to appear. In his view, no one could take what he wanted from him. Shi Yutang, as the head of the Tianshan Sect, dared not, and neither did Ouyang Dongli, as the head of the Shushan Sect! Liu Lang

and Miao Xueyan stood on high ground, patiently waiting. As the sun reached its zenith, a sudden commotion arose among the crowd. Liu Lang looked up and saw that a dazzling red light suddenly emanated from the pores of the ice near Situ Mingfeng. Then, something entirely red emerged from the ice—the Divine Turtle!

At this moment, many people could no longer contain themselves, drawing their weapons and rushing forward.

The divine turtle was about to come ashore to lay its eggs, but upon noticing the crowd watching, it was caught by Situ Mingfeng before it could retract. He then placed it in a pre-prepared golden silk cage and covered it with a black cage cover.

Situ Mingfeng, carrying the cage in one hand and the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in the other, prepared to leave.

Shi Yutang asked, "Situ Mingfeng, where are you going?"

Situ Mingfeng replied, "Wuyue, Quanzhou!"

Ouyang Dongli shouted, "Situ Mingfeng, have you forgotten our agreement?"

Situ Mingfeng resolutely replied, "Of course not."

Ouyang Dongli said, "Then you shouldn't just leave like this!"

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