[Wuxia] Long Hui's Male Concubine (Complete) - 36

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In the seventeenth chapter,

Meng Ke, whose injuries were not minor and unsuitable for long journeys, was advised by Lu Chengyan to recuperate at Tiebi Pass. Meng Ke initially resisted, but Su Hejun persuaded him to stay, citing her concern for his health.

Du Tianyun arranged a carriage for Meng Ke, with Su Hejun caring for him inside. Murong Xi and Bei Chenglu, impatient as ever, eagerly anticipated the opportunity to visit Tiebi Pass and witness the vast and wondrous landscape of the northern frontier. Du Jiao, always following Murong Xi's lead, naturally joined the trip. Du Tianyun, helpless with his daughter, could only half-instruct and half-threaten Murong Xi to take good care of her.

Murong Xi, Bei Chenglu, Du Jiao, and Kong Qiu rode on horseback, accompanying the army, while Meng Ke and Su Hejun remained in the carriage. Throughout the journey, Meng Ke's complexion remained poor.

Su Hejun asked, "Husband, is your wound hurting again?"

Meng Ke replied, "Hejun, I'm fine. I just don't understand why you agreed to go to Tiebi Pass with Lu Chengyan. You could have recuperated at Tianma Manor."

Su Hejun said, "Husband, Tianma Manor is nice, but Commander Yang's power hasn't yet taken root in Wuyuan, making it difficult to defend against crises from the Western Regions. Tiebi Pass is strategically located and has over 100,000 strong troops, making it relatively safer."

Meng Ke sighed, "I'm just worried that Lu Chengyan will use us as pawns again."

Su Hejun smiled, "Brother Lu, what are you doing?" "Although his actions are somewhat ruthless, he is still our comrade and wouldn't harm us. Besides, General Long and the Princess Protector were also tricked by him back then, and nothing serious happened. In fact, they even got married."

Meng Ke said, half-laughing and half-crying, "So, if I'm tricked and played by him this time, will I also get married, or perhaps take a concubine?"

Su Hejun's face turned cold, and she pinched his thigh hard, scolding, "Don't think nonsense! If you want to be like Long Hui and take many wives and concubines, then divorce me first!" Upon

hearing this, Meng Ke hurriedly tried to coax her.

After traveling for three days, the group finally arrived at Tiebi Pass. Murong Xi and Bei Chenglu, who grew up in Jinling and were used to the gentle and tender atmosphere, had never seen the vast desert with its thousands of miles of yellow clouds and smoke. They couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

After settling in, Murong Xi and Bei Chenglu were extremely excited and asked Lu Chengyan if they could go to the city wall. Lu Chengyan readily agreed with a smile and even personally led the way for them. Meng Ke and Kong Qiu couldn't help but sense a sinister aura, knowing that this guy was up to no good again.

Stepping onto the city wall, they saw arrow towers and cannons standing tall, soldiers performing their duties, and military flags fluttering in the wind, exuding an aura of iron-blooded strength.

Just as they hadn't had enough of admiring the view, a purple smoke rose in the distance, and Lu Chengyan's face suddenly darkened.

Murong Xi asked, "Strategist Lu, could it be an enemy attack?"

Lu Chengyan nodded and said, "Judging from the direction of the smoke, it should be Shuofeng that has been attacked."

The northern frontier is not what it used to be. Compared to the powerful border army of 300,000 men in the past, there are now only 110,000 to 120,000 men, who have to guard eight border towns. Among them, Shuofeng is the source of the Qingshui River and bears the heavy responsibility of protecting the water source, so it is necessary to station a large number of troops there.

Lu Chengyan frowned and said, "The garrison at Shuofeng numbers 50,000, and now they've even raised purple smoke signals. It seems the situation is truly dire!"

Smoke signals are categorized into four colors: black, red, green, and purple. Black is the lowest level, indicating a normal battle situation, while purple signifies a life-or-death crisis.

Just then, the other seven major military garrisons also lit purple smoke signals. A heavy, oppressive atmosphere instantly enveloped Tiebi Pass. Lu Chengyan immediately ordered the alarm bells to be sounded, the troops to be assembled, and active preparations for battle to begin.

Lu Chengyan immediately ordered each unit to send out scouts to gather intelligence and contact major strategic towns.

After assigning the task, Lu Chengyan frowned and sighed slightly. Murong Xi asked, "Strategist Lu, why do you sigh?"

Lu Chengyan replied, "If I'm not mistaken, the enemy's true target is Shuofeng. Shuofeng is not only the water source for the border garrison, but the Qingshui River is also a waterway connecting Liaodong. On land, Shuofeng is situated on the official road from Liaodong to the northern frontier, making its position extremely important. However, the journey is long, and ordinary scouts would likely find it difficult to avoid the enemy's encirclement..."

Murong Xi patted his chest and said, "Strategist Lu, don't worry. Leave this to me. Putting aside everything else, my lightness skill..." "I do have some experience."

Bei Chenglu also cupped her hands and said, "I am also willing to go with you and do my part for the righteous army."

Lu Chengyan smiled with satisfaction, "On behalf of the border soldiers and civilians, I thank you both for your noble deeds."

Murong Xi said, "No need for formalities, please tell us what we should do."

Lu Chengyan said, "You two are facing a very difficult journey. In addition to contacting Liu Guanglin, the garrison commander of Shuofeng, you also need to go to Liaodong to contact the Cui family and ask them to send troops to attack the enemy from both sides to relieve the siege of Shuofeng."

The two responded with a "yes," and Lu Chengyan then ordered a small team of fifty men to go with them.

The Iron Wall Pass was shrouded in war clouds, while the situation in Jiangnan gradually became clear. The ley lines of Jinling were severely damaged, and the Earthly Branch Formation could not be used. However, the Dragon Scale Army had taken Cangsun, which was equivalent to having a springboard for both offense and defense. In addition, four more cities were added. Even though their troops were not as strong as the enemy, they had become a force to be reckoned with. They could be said to control half of Jiangnan and were facing off against the imperial army from afar.

After the Long family mansion was destroyed by fire, Master Qin, heartbroken for his daughter, immediately gifted her a house covering nearly a hundred acres, where Long Hui and his wives and concubines temporarily resided.

Long Hui entered the study and found Cui Die intently studying account books, making notes and markings.

Long Hui smiled slightly, not wanting to disturb her, and quietly stood beside her, keeping her company.

Cui Die wore a narrow-sleeved blouse, a long, fitted skirt, and a small crimson silk blouse underneath. A floral shawl draped over her shoulders and arms, and her hair was casually styled in a loose bun, secured with a jade butterfly hairpin given to her by Long Hui, adorned with gold and red—a truly breathtaking sight.

Cui Die was already stunningly beautiful, with a face and figure that were both first-rate beauties. Adorned in a crimson dress and skirt, she exuded a noble and elegant grace, as if she had washed away all artifice, revealing a pure and lustrous beauty. Unlike Chu Wanbing and Wei Xuexin, whose natural beauty was like a lotus emerging from clear water, Cui Die possessed a more mature and noble charm. This mature quality was only possessed by Luo Qingyan, but Luo Qingyan's alluring and seductive charm was more aloof, while Cui Die leaned more towards intellect, a refined气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance) cultivated by the years, which was also related to her wealthy family background.

Standing beside her, a faint, warm fragrance wafted over, which was quite pleasant. Long Hui stood there for a long time before Cui Die finally put down her brush and tilted her slightly sore neck back. Seeing this, Long Hui quickly reached out to massage her shoulders.

Cui Die was startled at first, then turned around and asked, "Long Hui? You...when did you come in!"

Long Hui smiled and said, "Sister Die, you were so focused on reviewing the account books that you didn't notice. Come on, don't talk, let me give my sister a massage to relieve your fatigue."

Cui Die smiled, glanced at him, and then closed her beautiful eyes to enjoy the massage.

"Oh dear, husband, you're having a great time fighting battles outside, but you don't know how busy I am!"

Cui Die tilted her head slightly, leaned on Long Hui's upper arm, and sighed.

Long Hui asked, "What happened that makes Sister Die so worried?"

Cui Die had profound internal strength, and after the massage improved her blood circulation, her fatigue disappeared. She didn't need Long Hui to continue the massage, and stood up gracefully, offering her seat to Long Hui.

"Take a look at these accounts. It's been less than a year since the war started, and the expenses are enormous,"

Cui Die said, pointing to the ledgers. "Although we still have some money left, at this rate, we'll be running out of funds in less than six months."

Long Hui glanced at them and said, "It's alright. I've already ordered people to transport supplies from the Panlong Sacred Vein. The Panlong Sacred Vein has accumulated wealth for five hundred years, which is enough for our expenses."

Cui Die shook her head and said, "Husband, I cannot agree with your words. Even if the Panlong Sacred Vein is incredibly wealthy, transporting supplies is still time-consuming and labor-intensive, and they may not arrive immediately. Therefore, I have an idea. First, expand the military farms; second, build a systematic weapon manufacturing system; and third, increase revenue."

Internal affairs were not Long Hui's forte, but upon hearing Cui Die's words, he immediately pulled her into his arms, embracing the beautiful young woman, and said softly, "Good sister, such an important decision needs to be kept secret. Come closer, let's discuss it in detail."

Cui Die smelled that familiar masculine scent, her body and mind softened, her cheeks flushed, and she leaned against him, her arms reaching out to wrap around Long Hui's neck like soft snakes. She breathed softly and said, "Now that you have captured four more cities, our original twelve cities are essentially the inner city. Many of these places have very fertile soil, which we can directly cultivate." "First, it's about expanding the military settlements. Second, Liaodong has abundant mineral resources, which the Cui family alone cannot mine. Why don't you send someone to take over some of the mines? I've already discussed it with my elder brother; the mined ore will be processed directly in Liaodong, made into weapons, and then transported by sea to Jiangnan. There's another benefit to opening the mines, husband. Liaodong is vast, with many hunters, but agriculture is relatively weak. The hunters don't hunt every day; they're idle for most of the year. Opening the mines will essentially give them a job, allowing them to earn more money to support their families. Furthermore, these hunters are fierce and skilled warriors, making them excellent sources of soldiers. Since the people of Jiangnan are reluctant to join the army, why don't you simply recruit soldiers from Liaodong?"

Long Hui nodded in approval. Cui Die continued, "Thirdly, Jiangnan has been wealthy since ancient times, with riches hidden among the people. We can expand our business avenues, besides selling luxury goods to..." Besides wealthy and powerful families, we can also sell practical goods to ordinary people. Just like the demon race has many secret brewing recipes, their wines far surpass those from other shops in both price and taste. However, they only operate on a small scale and haven't expanded. Husband, why don't you share these recipes and build taverns? Wouldn't that be a huge profit?"

Long Hui became interested and said, "Sister Die, please elaborate on this third point, using this wine as an example. Tell us your thoughts."

Cui Die said, "Once this wine is widely sold, the profits will be plentiful. It will also attract merchants from all over Jiangnan, especially wine merchants. They're envious of our wine because their own interests have been harmed. Then, husband, you can gather them, negotiate cooperation terms, and give them some of the wine recipes. But they must join our ranks and form a merchant group..." "Yes, and they have to pay membership fees every year. These merchants can make money after obtaining the secret method, and since they've protected their own interests, they naturally agree to these conditions."

Long Hui frowned and said, "If that's the case, then a lot of our tavern's profits will be taken away."

Cui Die smiled and said, "Husband, do you think one tavern earns more money than all the other tavern merchants combined?"

Long Hui shook his head and said, "Of course not."

Cui Die said, "If you monopolize the tavern, it's the same as driving out the other tavern merchants, so the total profit will be less! Husband, don't forget, here you are the emperor. What emperor would compete with his subjects for business? Emperors always collect taxes, so if the total profit is less, the tax will be less!"

Long Hui suddenly realized and nodded, "Sister Die is truly an eye-opener. I only saw the small profit in front of me, and almost forgot to stand on higher ground and look down. If other tavern merchants make money, it's the same as me making money. If it weren't for Sister Die..." "I almost did something that killed the goose that lays the golden eggs," he

said, kissing Cui Die's beautiful face. Cui Die blushed, looking incredibly radiant. She continued, "My husband, you only need to start by selling practical goods. Once you've made a name for yourself, people will naturally come to us. Then we can recruit them to join, earning their dues. Afterward, we'll share our secrets and methods with them, letting them run the business for you. Once all industries are established, the people of your territory will naturally benefit. They'll also buy these practical goods, which will naturally include various production tools and methods, thus increasing agricultural yields in all aspects. The people's purchases will also boost merchant production, creating a virtuous cycle and strengthening our foundation!"

Long Hui was overjoyed, praising Cui Die's intelligence and wisdom. Cui Die, receiving her husband's praise, felt a surge of sweetness in her heart. With a radiant smile, she offered another suggestion: "Husband, we can also expand our maritime trade and invite the gentry of Jiangnan to join us."

Long Hui laughed, "Sister Die, just say what you have to say at once, lest I be constantly surprised and frightened, and sooner or later my little heart will break."

Cui Die gave him a reproachful look, jokingly scolding him for being unserious, and then explained her idea: "Our maritime trade has been incredibly profitable, with all sorts of exotic goods from overseas being brought to Jiangnan, earning us huge profits. Those gentry have been envious for a long time. Now the time is right. We have already controlled the shipping routes and the shipbuilding industry, so letting them join us now won't affect our fundamental interests. After they join, we can follow the same method as before, requiring them to pay annual membership fees and a large sum each time they go to sea. Our navy will provide them with protection, and the shipbuilding industry in Jiangnan is also under our control. The interests of the gentry are now completely tied to ours."

Long Hui nodded, "Sister Die is right. " "Excellent strategy! First, we forced them to remain neutral, then we infiltrated the aristocratic families with overseas luxury goods, making them envious for a while. Finally, we used this move to expand maritime trade and recruit them into the army. Now these aristocratic families are essentially on our side!"

Cui Die laughed. "And that's not all. In the past six months, we've already dominated the maritime trade market in Jiangnan. All kinds of overseas specialties and treasures on the market are ours. Even if those aristocratic families bring back good things, it won't pose a threat to us. And in order to sell their goods, they will naturally venture into the inland."

Long Hui said, "The inland is even more lacking in overseas products; it's practically a piece of fat meat."

Cui Die laughed, "The inland is controlled by Cang Shitian. Even if the meat is fat, we can't eat it. It's better to give it to these aristocratic families to use as a base. After all, they're not like us rebels, and Cang Shitian won't suppress them."

Long Hui laughed, "According to what Sister Die just said..." "In other words, their money is my money. In this way, we are essentially using the gentry to make money off Cang Shitian."

Cui Die nodded and said, "In time, Cang Shitian will definitely discover this. Then he will suppress the inland businesses of the Jiangnan gentry, even uprooting them completely. In this way, they will completely side with us!"

Long Hui laughed and said, "Sister Die is truly skilled. From the moment you entered Jiangnan, you have laid out a series of plans, gradually winning over these gentry, and doing so without leaving a trace, leaving them with no way to resist."

Cui Die giggled and said, "This is called killing with a soft knife without drawing blood."

Long Hui chuckled and said ambiguously, "Sister Die is quite soft too..."

Cui Die's cheeks suddenly turned red, but it was not the blush of shyness, but the crimson flush of lust. It turned out that Long Hui's devilish hands had already reached her chest and were playing with her plump breasts through her clothes.

It must be said that Cui Die's breasts were extremely alluring, round and large, in no way inferior to Xiao Fenghuang's. It was only because Xiao Fenghuang's waist was slender that her breasts appeared slightly superior to Cui Die's. But after touching them, one could truly appreciate the beauty of this mature woman; her breasts were soft, plump, and smooth. After

many days of passion, Cui Die had been neglected for a while. Now, rekindling her lover's tenderness, her heart softened, her breath became fragrant, and she lowered her head to offer Long Hui a sweet kiss.

After a brief exchange of words, Cui Die rested her head on Long Hui's collarbone and said sweetly, "Husband, now that your great undertaking is finally complete, it's time to have a child to reassure everyone."

Long Hui hummed in agreement, "Then Sister Die, have one with me first."

As he spoke, he began to untie Cui Die's sash, tearing open her narrow-sleeved blouse to reveal a moist, pink bodice that encased the beautiful young woman's breasts. However, Cui Die's size was truly astonishing; her heavy breasts, unrestrained, created a cleavage at the upper edge of her bodice, exuding a fragrant milky aroma that drew Long Hui to bury his face in them, inhaling the mature sweetness with relish.

Resting his head on her breasts, Long Hui's fingers lightly explored the area between her breasts, then pushed down forcefully, his hot fingers sliding down the cleavage between her breasts! Cui Die felt a tingling sensation spread throughout her body. In the heat of passion, Long Hui untied the straps that tightly bound her bra, and her firm breasts immediately sprang up, the straps falling away, revealing their fullness! Her two snow-white peaks stood erect, her breasts trembling, full and plump, displaying the mature and voluptuous charm and allure of a young woman.

The two reddish-purple nipples at the top resembled two large, round grapes, with pink areolas around their edges, and a deep cleavage between her breasts! For the past six months, Cui Die had been working in the accounting department, pampered and comfortable, her fair skin as if coated with oil, smooth and supple! Long Hui stared intently at her exquisitely beautiful face. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her cheeks like jade powder, her nose delicately upturned, her cherry lips slightly parted, revealing pearly white teeth. Her fine, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her bright, watery eyes shone with captivating charm, exuding a noble and mature aura.

He released his long-suppressed breasts, grasping them in his hand. Instantly, his hand was filled with smooth, fertile flesh, the fine, snow-white flesh overflowing between his fingers, too much to hold in one hand. The nutmeg-like nipples slowly hardened, soft yet firm, trembling in the man's palm with the beautiful young woman's excited emotions.

Cui Die bit her lip and gasped, "Long Hui... slow down, I'll give it to you later, please let me finish what I have to say."

Long Hui put down what he was doing, gazed at her pretty face, and said, "Sister Die, go ahead, I'm listening."

Cui Die breathed out a fragrant breath and said, "Long Hui, to outsiders, this child is the legitimate heir to your legacy, so his mother's identity cannot be taken lightly. Originally, Ling Yu was the best choice because she is the deputy commander of the Dragonscale Army and a princess of the current dynasty. More than half of the generals in the army are her former subordinates, so her child would naturally be supported by the entire army. However, she often has to charge into battle, and it would be inconvenient for her to be heavily pregnant. Bing'er was originally..." "The demon princess's child can be worshipped by all demons. Why not let Bing'er get pregnant first?"

Long Hui frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Bing'er just had a miscarriage, and she's probably still traumatized by it."

Cui Die thought for a moment and said, "Bi Rou, Wu Hen, Xue Xin, and Lian Yi are also indispensable to the army. If they get pregnant rashly, it might weaken their fighting strength. So let's have Su Ya."

Long Hui kissed her earlobe and said softly, "And there's you, Sister Die."

Cui Die shook her head and said, "No, I'm a remarried woman. I absolutely cannot bear you your eldest son."

Long Hui's face darkened, and he pinched Cui Die's nipple hard with his fingers, causing Cui Die to frown and turn pale with pain.

Long Hui snorted, "I only know that you are my lawfully wedded wife. I don't care about anything else. If you dare to say anything about remarrying again, I'll punish you according to family law!"

Cui Die was slightly taken aback. Long Hui forcefully grabbed her head and kissed her, almost choking her breath. Then he released her slightly red lips and said fiercely, "Remember this from now on, you are my wife, not some remarried widow. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Cui Die was both ashamed and happy. The last knot in her heart was instantly untied. Her soft, snowy breasts pounded, her cheeks flushed, and she let out a soft moan as she threw herself into his arms, her breath sweet as orchids, "If my husband likes it, I will bear your child."

Her gentle words conveyed a thousand emotions, and Long Hui's passion flared up. He ripped off Cui Die's skirt and underpants, leaving her naked on the table.

A beautiful young woman reclined gracefully on the table, bathed in the bright sunlight streaming in from the window. Her alluring, jade-sculpted body lay sprawled on the floor, her curves exquisite, her skin smooth and supple, almost translucent. Two full, high, rounded breasts rose, her abdomen smooth and delicate, her navel nestled within the soft flesh.

Between her legs, her vulva bulged, overflowing with fragrant juices, covered by lush pubic hair, enveloping the secluded valley. A delicate pink rosy bud, a honeyed cleft extending from the mound, bisected the high, firm lips. The bright red, glistening

vulva peeked out from beneath the pubic hair, its entrance overlapping, smooth and round, slightly parted, like a virgin, yet possessing a captivating charm that surpassed even the most untouched maidens. Her buttocks were plump and round, her legs long and slender, her arms like lotus roots, her waist as thin as a willow branch. As she murmured and gasped, Cui Die trembled all over, her soft breasts heaving, her plump legs and buttocks swaying, making her even more alluring and beautiful! Long Hui was stunned, his heat overwhelming every nerve, his face flushed red, his breathing labored, and his penis already erect and throbbing! Staring intently at Cui Die's voluptuous and beautiful body, he murmured to himself, then suddenly pounced on her.

Cui Die felt as if she had been struck by lightning, feeling a wave of masculine scent wash over her. In an instant, the hot man's body was on top of her, pressing down tightly. Cui Die, passionate as fire, responded with her alluring curves, her body slamming against his chest. Long Hui felt her heavy breathing; the mature scent of the young woman intoxicated him even more. He began to caress her two full, bouncy breasts, then suddenly lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking it wildly! Having tasted the budding jade breasts, Long Hui's lips slid down to the jade navel in her abdomen, his tongue licking and washing around it. Then, the tip of his tongue burrowed into the navel, stirring wantonly. This was Cui Die's sensitive spot, and after Long Hui's teasing, she immediately let out a soft moan, her honeyed juices slowly flowing out, soaking a large

area of the table. Long Hui chuckled, releasing the beautiful young woman's sensitive navel, and touched her tender vulva. He saw that the pink petals were slightly open, revealing the vermilion shell in the middle. The depression in the center left a small round hole, and the red bean-like pearl at the top was bright and shyly erect, incredibly cute and alluring! Long Hui's fingers dug and kneaded, his fingers inserted into her buttocks, rubbing the red bean, moving in and out.

Cui Die's whole body trembled, her secret orifice suddenly contracting. Long Hui lowered his head, stretched out his tongue, and licked the flower lips and pearl vigorously, savoring the young woman's sweet nectar.

Overwhelmed with passion, Cui Die writhed and trembled, her body writhing.

Long Hui, consumed by lust, lunged forward, pinning her against her alluring form! Pressed firmly to the ground, Cui Die felt his hot breath fill her brain, her desire overwhelming her. In her throes, the hard, rubbing and thrusting object intensified her discomfort, causing her legs to involuntarily part, eager to welcome him.

Long Hui felt her plump breasts grinding against his chest, his lust reaching its peak. He straightened his penis, pressed it against her tender opening, and thrust in forcefully, breaking through her wet labia, penetrating her deeply.

Cui Die, overwhelmed by his powerful onslaught, gasped for breath, a few tears of ecstasy welling in her eyes. No sooner said than done, Long Hui's hand roamed over the tender, white flesh of her inner thighs, tickling her and making her legs tremble. His other hand, however, lifted her breasts and played with them! Three attacks in quick succession sent a jolt through her, her body going limp, and she reached her climax.

"Ugh, so beautiful… Long Hui, my husband, I'm dying of pleasure…"

Cui Die wrapped her arms around Long Hui's neck, her legs actively entwining around his waist, her plump buttocks surging upwards in ecstasy, responding to her husband's love.

Long Hui was reaching his peak, his techniques becoming increasingly fierce. Cui Die felt a tingling, numb, and weak sensation in her lower body, sweat beading on her forehead, as if her internal organs were about to be thrown into chaos by his ministrations.

Her husband's strong body demanded more from her, like a wild horse galloping across her slender frame; like butterflies and bees frantically gathering nectar from the flower's heart! Long Hui kneaded and rubbed her mature, round breasts with varying pressure, his penis thrusting in and out, each stroke hitting her buttocks hard. Still using his hands? How could that possibly be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's genitals realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large protrusions, closely matching female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, accompanied by a clear, gentle call: "Sister Die, I've brewed some ginseng tea for you."

Qin Suya appeared at the study doorway, holding a porcelain cup. Her appearance startled the two people in the middle of their lovemaking, causing Cui Die's flower-like flesh to spasm in surprise, gripping Long Hui with great pleasure.

Qin Suya blushed, stamping her foot and scolding, "Husband, you've been reckless! Don't you even restrain yourself in broad daylight!"

Long Hui wiped the sweat from Cui Die's breasts and chuckled, "Suya, why are you blushing? We've played this kind of game before, it's just that this time it's Sister Die."

Upon hearing this, Qin Suya pouted, put the soup bowl aside, huffed, and turned to leave.

Long Hui wouldn't let her escape. He raised his hand and released a burst of energy to close the door, then pulled her back from a distance with a pull of his palm.

Qin Suya said coquettishly, "Fine, is my husband taking advantage of my lack of martial arts skills?"

Long Hui rode on Cui Die's voluptuous body while holding Qin Suya's slender waist and laughed, "No, no, this time I'm doing something important!"

Qin Suya knew his character well and spat, "Nonsense! If you want to do something important, then let go of Sister Die first."

Long Hui shook his head and said, "This important matter requires Sister Die's cooperation, I can't let go!"

As he spoke, he struck several times with his stick, fierce and violent, causing Cui Die to shatter like jade flowers, crying out softly. Qin Suya's cheeks flushed and her mouth went dry.

This talented woman was as shy as Xue Xin, but even more submissive. She would never object to any request from her husband, so Long Hui reached out to undress her. Qin Suya initially hesitated, but after being teased by Long Hui's large hands, she obediently allowed her husband to remove her clothes, leaving her standing naked in the study.

Because this talented woman loved reading, Long Hui always felt a desire to possess her in the study. As a result, Qin Suya had the most intimate experiences in the study. First, there was that enchanting painting, then sharing a husband with Lin Birou in the study, and later witnessing Long Hui forcibly inserting dried fruit into Xiao Fenghuang's vagina… Recalling all these things, a tremor of excitement and anticipation welled up deep within Qin Suya's heart. She wondered what it would feel like to share a lover with her former best friend in the study? Long Hui held one woman's breast in each hand. His left hand kneaded Cui Die's large, full breasts, while his right hand grasped Qin Suya's tender, juicy breasts. The two best friends had different skin textures. Cui Die's skin had an oily smoothness due to her full figure, while Qin Suya, born in a water town, had a slender figure and cool, delicate skin with a refreshing touch. The two different sensations aroused his dragon spear even more, causing it to swell even more. It made Cui Die's flower core soften, and a stream of honey-like fluid overflowed, wetting both of their pubic hair.

Long Hui withdrew his penis from Cui Die's vagina, pulled Qin Suya's head close, kissed her fragrant lips, and whispered, "Suya, when is your next period?"

Qin Suya blushed and whispered, "About fourteen days..."

Cui Die's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands, saying, "What a coincidence! Husband, why don't you take good care of our talented lady?"

With that, she bent down, knelt between Long Hui's legs, opened her beautiful little mouth, and licked away the lustful fluid on his penis, then used her saliva to make it glisten and add lubrication.

Cui Die spat out his penis, breathed a warm, fragrant breath onto the glans, and laughed, "Alright, go on, Suya has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Long Hui picked up Qin Suya, turned her around so her back was facing him, and then helped her sit down and swallow his penis.

Qin Suya's vagina swelled, her body trembled, and she let out a satisfied moan. Suya's constitution was weak and somewhat cold, even the temperature of her vagina was lower than her sisters', and her vaginal fluid was warm with a hint of coolness, like hot water about to cool down. Therefore, Long Hui was always as gentle as possible, afraid of hurting her body.

Long Hui held her slender waist and helped her twist her body. Qin Suya was happy to relax, her eyes were languid, and her fair face was blushing as she gently swayed her pink buttocks. Her buttocks were not as plump as Cui Die's, but pressed against her lower abdomen. Long Hui seemed to be able to feel a bit of bony flesh, which made him feel even more affectionate. He reached out and hugged her tightly, kissing her pink back and jade neck from behind.

Even though Long Hui had tried to be as gentle as possible, Qin Suya couldn't withstand prolonged combat. Her flower bud twitched, and a stream of yin essence poured down her head. Long Hui felt a cool sensation on his glans and thought to himself, "Suya's body is still weak. Her innate foundation is poor. Even though I've cultivated with her many times, it's difficult for

her to absorb my yang essence. It seems I'll have to be more careful in the future." Although he wasn't satisfied, seeing Qin Suya panting and her eyes glazed over, he knew he couldn't continue. So he used his internal energy to force out his yang essence and poured it into her womb.

Qin Suya's flower womb was scalded by the hot yang essence, and she let out a beautiful cry, whimpering softly, her eyes half-closed and panting, looking pitifully weak.

Long Hui reached out and held her, warming her body with his yang energy. Qin Suya felt as if she were soaking in hot water, very comfortable, and she drifted off to sleep.

Long Hui maintained the position of his dragon root inside her for half an hour before dressing her, carrying her back to the bedroom, and letting her rest peacefully.

After dealing with Qin Suya, Long Hui returned to the study, but Cui Diefang was nowhere to be seen. He found a handkerchief on the table, damp with water, clearly recently soaked. He picked it up and smelled it; a warm, sandalwood fragrance wafted out – the nectar of Sister Diefang's jade pot. Long Hui's heart swelled with desire.

He strode towards Cui Diefang's boudoir, pushed open the door, and saw Cui Diefang draped in a thin veil, her jade-like body partially concealed. Her eyes were filled with affection as she smiled gently at him, scolding, "You devil, you're only coming now!"

Long Hui laughed, stripped off his clothes, and leaped onto the bed, pinning the mature and beautiful woman down. He thrust his weapon into her, and Cui Diefang, drenched in sweat, raised her hips to meet him. The sounds of their passionate lovemaking filled the room.

"Husband, little brother... hurry up and shoot inside, I want to have your baby too!"

"Hehe, if you want me to shoot, then you'll have to see how good I am!"

Cui Die gave a seductive look, flipped over and straddled Long Hui, her hands on his lower abdomen, and began to grind her penis in a cowgirl position. Her large breasts bounced like waves, their white flesh swaying and mesmerizing. Long Hui reached out and grasped her breasts, relaxing his limbs and enjoying the beautiful young woman's attentive service.

"You brat, you just shot all over Su Ya, but you won't even give your sister a little bit of your love. I hate you!"

Cui Die twisted faster and faster, her plump buttocks constantly swallowing and releasing the man's penis. Her two flower lips were crystal clear and red, each time they swallowed and released a stream of fluid, which not only soaked the sheets but also made her buttocks shine, making them appear even more plump and slippery.

"You're favoring one over the other, I'll drain you dry!"

Cui Die quickened her breathing, channeling her ice and fire energies, determined to squeeze out the dragon's saliva. Long Hui didn't even use his virginity technique to resist, relaxing his body and letting his mandibles open wide, streams of hot semen gushing out, completely filling the beautiful young woman's flower path. Cui Die's eyes rolled back in pleasure, and she collapsed limply onto Long Hui.

After the climax, the two whispered sweet nothings to each other, their tender words flowing endlessly. Just as they were enjoying their intimacy, Lin Birou called from outside, "Husband, Lady Guoyuan is here, come out quickly!"

Cui

Die blushed, put on her crimson robe and red skirt, and then helped Long Hui change his clothes. After the couple were dressed, they walked towards the living room.

Mu Xin'er sat gracefully in the guest seat, with Lin Birou serving tea to her. Long

Hui bowed and said, "Greetings, Madam Guoyuan." Mu Xin'er's face flushed slightly, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a mixture of shyness and joy. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Long Hui, I received a secret report from Ling Yun this morning..."

As she spoke, she handed a note to Long Hui. Long Hui took it and read the following words: "On the seventh day of the third month, the main force of the army intends to attack south of Cangsou. I urge you to be cautious."

The seventh day of the third month... that's the day after tomorrow! Long Hui frowned, assessing the credibility of the report in his mind

. Just then, he heard a silvery laugh from outside: "Little thief, little thief, I'm back!" A graceful figure in white came into view. The scars on Little Phoenix's face had disappeared, and she was in high spirits. She used her lightness skill to rush inside, with Wei Xuexin following behind. The two sisters entered the house one after the other.

As soon as Chu Wanbing saw Mu Xin'er, she hurriedly bowed and said, "Master's wife, Bing'er greets you."

Wei Xuexin also bowed to the side. Mu Xin'er smiled and said, "Bing'er, I heard you were injured a few days ago. Are you feeling better now?"

Chu Wanbing smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Master's wife. Bing'er has recovered. By the way, Master's wife, what brings you here today?"

Mu Xin'er said, "Ling Yun sent me a secret report, which I gave to Long Hui."

Although Chu Wanbing was suspicious, she remained calm and asked with a smile, "Husband, may I take a look at the report?"

Long Hui handed her the slip of paper. Chu Wanbing glanced at it, made no comment, and returned it.

The group chatted for a while longer before Mu Xin'er declined to have lunch with them and left.

After Mu Xin'er left, Chu Wanbing said calmly, "Little thief, do you believe it?"

She was referring to the secret report, but this time she was much calmer and at least didn't tear up the paper in front of Mu Xin'er.

Long Hui frowned and said, "I'm half-believing, half-doubting."

Lin Birou said, "Back then, Senior Lu launched a night raid on Cangcheng and destroyed the south city wall. The wall is still under repair, so it's expected that the enemy will take this opportunity to retake this strategic stronghold."

Long Hui handed the note to Wei Xuexin and asked, "Xuexin, what do you think?"

Wei Xuexin frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "I feel like it might be true, but I have a strange feeling in my heart, something I can't quite put my finger on.

" Wanbing thought to herself, "Xuexin's feeling is true, so it can't be wrong, but she also said there's something strange. What exactly is going on?"

Long Hui said, "Regardless of whether it's true or false, we must strengthen the defense of Cangcheng. We absolutely cannot let this important town fall." Another military order was issued; Long Hui ordered Xu Hu to guard Cangcheng and strengthen its defenses, setting up a series of checkpoints and defensive lines on the south side. Wang Dong and Liang Ming led their troops to provide support at the junction of Jinling and Cangcheng, awaiting the enemy's return.

On the seventh day, the beacon towers lit up with smoke again. According to scouts, the enemy had mustered 50,000 troops and set out from Xiangzhu County, intending to recapture the strategic town of Cangcheng in one fell swoop.

Upon receiving news of the enemy's troop movement, Long Hui gazed at the map of Jiangnan. Xiangzhu County bordered Cangcheng to the southwest, but between the two lay Yuansuo Ridge. North of this ridge were rugged mountains, while south lay flat plains. Attacking Xiangzhu from Cangcheng would be easy, but attacking Cangcheng from Xiangzhu would be fraught with difficulties.

"Pass on my orders: hold Yuansuo Ridge at all costs! Do not allow the enemy to cross it!"

Long Hui calmly ordered. With Cangcheng's southern walls still undefended, it was unwise to be drawn into further conflict. They would use the treacherous Yuansuo Ridge to defend against the enemy and keep the fighting away from Cangcheng.

The thunderclouds over Jinling remained, preventing birds from taking flight. There were no waterways connecting Cangcheng and Jinling, so messages had to be relayed by fast horses.

The Sparrow Shadows, equipped with the best warhorses, served as spies, shuttling back and forth between the two cities.

Xu Hu ordered his general Lu Liang to lead 5,000 troops to defend Yuan Suoling. With the advantage of the terrain, these 5,000 soldiers were enough to withstand the enemy's 50,000-strong army.

A fierce battle ensued at Yuan Suoling. Lu Liang, having just achieved a great victory, was in high spirits, his fighting spirit soaring. He led his troops in battle, unleashing a barrage of rolling logs, falling rocks, arrows, and fireballs, inflicting heavy losses on the enemy.

The fighting lasted from dawn till dusk. The imperial army was unable to cross the barrier, being blocked halfway up the mountain by the Longlin Army. However, the imperial army seemed unwilling to give up. As night fell, they lit torches at the foot of the mountain, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime, and continued their assault.

The imperial army was determined to recapture Cangsuo. Anyone who retreated would be punished according to military law, leaving the imperial soldiers with no way out. They mustered all their strength and rushed towards the mountaintop. One group of soldiers was driven back, and another surged up. Those behind trampled over the corpses of those in front and threw themselves into the battlefield, swarming forward, determined to capture Yuansuo Ridge.

Lu Liang personally climbed the mountain wall, wielding his sword to cut down three enemy soldiers who charged up. He raised his arm and roared, calling on his comrades to fight bravely. The Longlin Army soldiers were encouraged and their fighting spirit was even stronger. They used their flesh and blood to repel wave after wave of fierce attacks from the enemy. More and more corpses piled up at the foot of the mountain. Both sides had suffered heavy losses. The armor of the Longlin Army soldiers was covered with a thick layer of dust, mixed with blood, flesh and mud.

Upon learning of the fierce battle at Yuan Suoling, Cangcheng immediately dispatched reinforcements, severely crippling the imperial army's momentum. However, the imperial army did not give up, retreating only five miles to set up camp and rest, intending to continue their assault the next day. The two sides thus remained locked in a stalemate at Yuan Suoling.

Inside Jinling, Chu Wanbing felt uneasy and restless, so she greeted Long Hui, "Little thief, I want to go check on Cangcheng."

Long Hui frowned, "Bing'er, things are chaotic outside right now; you shouldn't wander around."

Chu Wanbing smiled, "It's alright, I'll just take a walk around the outskirts of Cangcheng and be back soon."

Long Hui was still wary of her previous injury, so he said, "How about this, I'll ask Elder Yuan to accompany you." Chu Wanbing stuck out her tongue, "No way!" "Yes, Uncle Yuan is too lazy. It's such a small matter, and I won't have enough wine for him when he gets back."

Long Hui was about to say something when Chu Wanbing interrupted him with a grin, "Relax, relax. I'm not a child. Besides, didn't you already amass two large armies at the border of Jinling and Cangcheng? I'm just going for a short trip and will be back soon."

Long Hui knew this girl's personality; since she was so insistent, he couldn't persuade her further, and could only repeatedly remind her to be careful.

Chu Wanbing left Jinling with the two swords, Wuchen and Fengyan. She still harbored doubts about the meaning of the note, but because of the conflict with Mu Xin'er last time, which had embarrassed Long Hui, she learned her lesson this time. To avoid putting Long Hui in an awkward position, she simply said nothing and went to confirm the accuracy of the secret report.

Chu Wanbing pondered to herself, "Although the little thief will listen to me, without substantial evidence, he will have difficulty explaining to Master Mu in the future. It would be better to take this opportunity to expose Gao Hong's weakness."

Thunderclouds shrouded Jinling, so Chu Wanbing used her lightness skill to travel. After leaving Jinling, she immediately used her Phoenix Divine Power to spread her wings and fly directly to Cangsuo.

Upon arriving in Cangcheng, Xu Hu personally received her, bowing and saying, "This humble general greets Your Highness, the Little Demon Queen."

Chu Wanbing nodded and said, "General Xu, you've worked hard. How is the situation at the front?"

Xu Hu saluted and said, "Our army has kept the enemy at bay outside Yuan Suoling; they cannot cross the line."

Chu Wanbing asked, "Has the enemy been relentlessly attacking Yuan Suoling?"

Xu Hu replied, "Yes, from yesterday morning until today, they have launched ten general offensives, deploying nearly 70,000 troops."

Chu Wanbing asked, "Could it be that the enemy is only attacking from the south?"

Xu Hu said, "The only county town bordering Cangcheng is Xiangzhu, which is to the south."

Chu Wanbing asked, "Are the other three sides prepared?"

Xu Hu replied, "This humble general has already dispatched men to guard the east, while Generals Liang Ming and Wang Dong's troops are providing support to the west. " "The north borders Yanzhou, and the mountain roads are rugged, making it difficult for either side to deploy troops. Furthermore, with the support of the Heavenly Sword Valley, the number of troops dispatched is limited."

Chu Wanbing asked, "Are Cangzi's forces currently concentrated in the south?"

Xu Hu replied, "Reporting to Madam, due to the enemy's fierce attack in the south, I have moved 80% of our forces there."

Chu Wanbing said, "If the battle becomes critical, order the demon realm soldiers to be deployed. There's no need to keep those powerful firearms and crossbows hidden."

Xu Hu said, "Thank you for your concern, Madam, but the elite troops of the three sects in the enemy's ranks have not yet been deployed, so I don't want to use the demon realm's power too early."

Chu Wanbing nodded, her beautiful eyes sweeping around, and said calmly, "General Xu, you should handle the battle first. I'll take a walk around and come back to inform you if anything happens."

Chu Wanbing flew away from Cangsun, pondering to herself, "Gao Hong's secret guarantee was indeed correct. The enemy has indeed concentrated its main force in the south, and they are fighting extremely fiercely. Even with the advantage of terrain, our army is struggling to hold out... But how could a civil official obtain this intelligence?"

Chu Wanbing flew to the east to survey the area, but found nothing unusual. She then flew west, but still found nothing amiss. So she decided to take a trip to the north and then return home to avoid worrying her husband.

She spread her fiery wings and rode a five-colored cloud northward. After flying about twenty miles, just as she was about to turn back, she suddenly felt her eyelids twitch. Chu Wanbing immediately focused her mind and silently channeled the Sensing Heart Technique passed down to her mother—the Eight Methods of Mind and Spirit. This method has the ability to perceive future fortune and misfortune. Although it doesn't have the same ability as the Sword Heart to lock onto reality and detect illusions, it can still detect a certain degree of danger.

Chu Wanbing's alluring eyes were fixed on the ground. This place was densely wooded, with rugged mountain paths and a humid climate, making it prone to snakes, insects, and rodents—a harsh environment, but which, to some extent, forged a natural defensive line to the north of Cangsuo.

"I just heard Xu Hu say that although the enemy launched several waves of attacks, the three sects haven't yet deployed their forces. Are they hiding their strength, or do they have other plans?"

Chu Wanbing pondered, analyzing the battle. The fighting at Yuansuo Ridge was fierce, but the three sects' experts remained silent, preventing the elite demons lying in wait from making any rash moves. Neither side used their various powerful weapons extensively, seemingly holding back. But was the enemy's silence truly a backup plan? The more Chu Wanbing thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. Could it be that the enemy had no intention of using the three sects' martial arts forces at all, or perhaps the three sects' masters weren't even at Yuansuo Ridge? If these masters weren't on the front lines, where were they? Had they circled around to the north? Little Phoenix broke out in a cold sweat. She circled from the south to the north. Although the east and west sides were guarded by the Dragonscale Army, it wouldn't be difficult for these experts to conceal their movements. The north, though a rugged and treacherous mountainous terrain, was no match for these expert teams. Moreover, the north was undefended due to the fierce battle in the south. If an elite force were to cross this dangerous terrain and raid Cangcheng's north, the consequences... she dared not even imagine them.

Although the possibility was slim, Chu Wanbing dared not take the risk. So she flew lower and surveyed the area carefully. Just as she swooped down to the ground, a sharp aura suddenly burst forth from the dense forest. Chu Wanbing hurriedly dodged, but the aura came extremely suddenly. Although it did not injure her body, it severed several strands of her hair. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was an arrow. Only Feng Yi, the archery master of the Confucian sect, possessed such archery skills.

"Outrageous!"

Women are naturally drawn to beauty, and Chu Wanbing had suffered disfigurement before. Now, this arrow had nearly slashed her face again; how could she not be furious?

Her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed, her almond eyes widened, and Chu Wanbing drew her Phoenix Blade, channeling her inner energy into the divine weapon. Fiery clouds gathered in the sky, and a powerful demonic aura transformed into a blazing phoenix, spreading its wings and descending upon the world.

The phoenix's fiery energy multiplied, multiplied again… an endless stream, like thousands of sharp swords sweeping across the sky, a display of the Phoenix Soaring Sword Style of the Seven Sacred Arts.

The phoenix-fire sword energy pierced the sky, immediately igniting the surrounding trees. Just as the fire seemed about to spiral out of control, the Eight Trigrams rotated, the Tai Chi split, and a continuous stream of Daoist energy emerged, first deflecting the sword energy and then sealing the flames.

"Gentlemen, to avoid delaying the battle, quickly capture this little demoness!"

The Daoist energy dissipated, and the Daoist who had set up the formation appeared—it was none other than True Person Purple Crane.

Chu Wanbing gasped, for many experts were beside Zihe: the four deacons of the Confucian school—Le Ning, Feng Yi, Zhang Dongxu, and Di An; the three Qi cultivators of the Daoist school—Ling Yinzi of Jiuhua Cave, Dan Song Daoren of Kongyin Mountain, and the six masters of Chijiu Peak; and the eight Vajras of the Buddhist school—Chuzai, Bidu, Huang Suiqiu, Bai Jingshui, Chi Shenghuo, Ding Chizai, Zi Xian, and Dashen. In addition, there were three hundred disciples, each forming a formation representing one of the three religions: Confucianism, Daoism, or Buddhism.

"To concentrate the main force in the south for such a fierce battle is to create an opportunity for these people," Chu Wanbing thought, suppressing her anger and calmly assessing the situation. "Such a large-scale feint attack is probably only used by Qiu Baifei… I must return quickly to warn everyone."

Zihe's face darkened, and he let out a sharp cry. His Daoist robes billowed, his feet moved in a series of powerful steps, and he began to perform magic. Before Chu Wanbing could even react, she felt the air pressure drop sharply, and her true energy stagnated.

At this moment, Lingyinzi, Dansong Daoist, and Liudushi, three Qi Refining Daoists, leaped up and launched a fierce attack on Chu Wanbing.

Chu Wanbing drew her sword to counter, while Feng Yan used softness to overcome hardness, employing the Lingrou Sword Technique to deflect the three Qi palms. Unexpectedly, the Eight Vajras also seized the opportunity to attack, forcing the little phoenix to temporarily scramble.

Chu Wanbing unleashed three sword energies, barely managing to repel the Buddhist and Daoist encirclement. She then focused her Qi in her dantian, about to let out a sharp cry, a phoenix's cry to warn the Cangni Demon Clan. However, Zihe was one step ahead, drawing talismans in the air, forming hand seals, and stepping into an array. The essence of earth and wood in all directions responded, instantly creating a void world within a radius of several dozen feet, a space of nothingness. Chu Wanbing's phoenix cry was forcibly blocked within.

It turned out that after entering the Cangcheng territory, this group of people had been reinforced by Zihe along the way, with cinnabar talismans affixed to trees and rocks. Talismans were hidden at regular intervals, and in the event of an encounter, the talismans would be activated to gather earth and wood energy to form a seal, ensuring that any enemy encountered would be subdued and unable to warn the Cangcheng garrison, thus achieving the goal of a sneak attack.

Zihe sneered, "This formation of mine is called the Earth and Wood Imprisoning Demon Curse, which is exactly the nemesis of you, little demoness!"

At this moment, Le Ning's fair hands played the zither, her red lips singing. Thirty-six Confucian disciples simultaneously summoned their zithers, echoing the altar master's music, playing the Heavenly Gang Yuan Zither Formation with Le Ning at the center.

Faced with the disruptive music, Chu Wanbing pressed her qi to her dantian, opened her lips, and emitted a clear phoenix cry. Possessing the talent of a phoenix, she had an absolute sense of timbre. Her cry, though melodious and crisp, actually struck a gap in the zither's rhythm, disrupting the playing.

The Heavenly Dipper Formation flowed endlessly, and even temporary disruptions in rhythm were insignificant. Le Ning adjusted the melody and launched another counterattack. She divided the music in two: the male disciples attacked with powerful, deep notes, while the female disciples defended with gentle, protective music. This ensured that each pause was quickly followed by a new note, leaving Chu Wanbing helpless. At this moment, Feng

Yi drew his bow and fired a barrage of arrows at Chu Wanbing's vital energy, attempting to break her protective phoenix fire. But how could a phoenix's body be treated lightly? Chu Wanbing glared at him with her alluring eyes, unleashing a torrent of energy that melted the barrage of arrows into ashes.

"You poor, presumptuous fool!"

Chu Wanbing shouted angrily, drawing her Wuchen Sword again and wielding both swords in a flurry, aiming directly at Feng Yi.

Knowing that his opponent intended to close the distance and neutralize the advantage of long-range arrow attacks, Feng Yi summoned his disciples to unleash a hundred arrows to block the phoenix sword's momentum.

Chu Wanbing, intent on breaking through, seized the opportunity to relentlessly pursue Feng Yi. Utilizing the supple nature of her swordplay, she employed the Lingrou Sword Technique to deflect the close-range arrows, while Wuchen concentrated various demonic powers—Primordial Might, Ice Marrow Force, Azure Wood Tempering, and Mountain-Pulling Palm—to break the Confucian arrow formation.

The two swords, one righteous and one evil, combined strength and gentleness, closing in within three feet in the blink of an eye. Feng Yi felt a delicate fragrance waft towards him, and upon looking up, he saw a pair of angry, murderous eyes. Terrified, he had only one thought—his life was over.

Chu Wanbing gave a coquettish cry, and Wuchen slashed at Feng Yi's head. In that critical moment, a powerful, vigorous character appeared in mid-air, perfectly blocking Wuchen's sword.

"Witch, cease your madness! Retreat at once!"

The one who made the move was Zhang Xu'an, the deacon of the calligraphy world. Holding the judge's pen, he wrote furiously, his righteous energy materializing into powerful golden characters that formed a protective wall, preventing Chu Wanbing's sword from advancing any further.

At this moment, Di An also summoned his Jade Ruler, pointing out the Mysterious Stars and Blocking Chu Wanbing's retreat. Yue Ning played the Heavenly Melody Qin again, and the four Confucian scholars joined forces to create a trapping formation, suppressing the witch's edge. Seeing this, Zi He immediately moved his earth and wood elemental energy, shifting his position. The surrounding sealing and trapping formations reached their limit. Chu Wanbing's knees felt as if they were filled with ten thousand pounds of mercury, making it difficult for her to move. She lost seventy percent of her agility. The eight Vajras chanted scriptures in unison, the chanting like thunder and the sound of the scriptures like bells, causing Chu Wanbing's eardrums to ache, her eyes to dizzy, her chest to feel tight and uncomfortable, and she almost vomited blood.

Zihe said in a deep voice, "The little demoness is exhausted. Everyone, try your best to capture her alive!"

Upon hearing this, everyone restrained their attacks, but even so, Chu Wanbing was forced into a perilous situation by the combined forces of the three sects, struggling to defend herself.

In a moment of crisis, a sharp light flashed across the sky, slashing in from the outside, first cutting through the roots of the ground and dispersing the earth energy. As the saying goes, earth and wood depend on each other; wood without soil is like water without roots, unable to thrive. Zihe's earth and wood demon-sealing formation broke in response.

After breaking through the Daoist energy trapping formation, a strong demonic energy swept in. A white light scattered, and a bone knife shot into the battlefield, blocking Chu Wanbing's path. The blade energy exploded fiercely the moment the bone knife pierced the ground, as if countless bones were emerging from the earth. The combined attacks of the three sects were also interrupted.

"Bingmei, retreat quickly!"

A familiar voice rang in her ears, and a heroic figure forcefully entered the fray, angrily drawing the bone knife and swinging it with a twist of her waist. Instantly, gusts of sand and dust appeared. Chu Wanbing recognized this move as the blade technique of cutting through the roots of the earth—Raging Sandstorm.

The blade energy transformed into sand and dust, sweeping across a wide area and creating a gap in the three sects' formation. Chu Wanbing swiftly moved, seizing the opportunity to retreat. Before leaving, she unleashed a series of sword strikes, employing the Divine Tribulation Sword Style, combined with the sand and dust blade energy to counterattack the three sects, widening the gap. With a delicate laugh, she transformed into a streak of light and vanished in an instant.

Zihe stamped his foot in regret, saying, "Damn it! Letting this vixen escape means our attack will inevitably be detected. We must leave quickly to avoid being surrounded."

The members of the three sects nodded in agreement, immediately canceling their sneak attack and retreating en masse.

Chu Wanbing immediately flew back to Cangxuan to warn them. Xu Hu was greatly surprised upon hearing this and immediately notified Wang Dong in the west, requesting him to dispatch an elite force to guard the north.

After eliminating the threat of Cang Su, Chu Wanbing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then leaped out of the city, heading towards the faint wisp of demonic energy. Entering the forest, she saw a stunningly beautiful woman clad in bone armor leaning against a tree, her hands clasped around a sword, her jet-black hair fluttering in the wind, except for her snow-white temples, which added a touch of melancholy and sorrow to her otherwise heroic and spirited appearance.

Chu Wanbing's throat tightened, and a thousand words condensed into a soft cry: "Sister Duanmu."

The other woman's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly raised her eyelids, her bright black eyes gazing at her with a half-smile—it was Duanmu Qiongxuan.

"Bingmei, it's been a long time. How are you feeling?"

Duanmu Qiongxuan smiled, but there was an indescribable bitterness and helplessness in her eyes.

Chu Wanbing sighed and said, "Sister Duanmu, thank you so much this time."

Duanmu Qiongxuan said, "Bingmei, you're too kind. I just happened to run into them and helped you out when I saw those bastards bullying you."

Chu Wanbing was overwhelmed with emotions but didn't know where to begin. She just bit her lips and said, "No matter what, I have to thank you."

Duanmu Qiongxuan stared at Chu Wanbing for a moment, then turned her head to look at the distant clouds and murmured, "Bingmei... I'm getting married next month!"

Her tone was very calm, but it revealed an unyielding helplessness and sorrow. Chu Wanbing couldn't see her profile clearly, but she could vaguely see tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Chu Wanbing was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "Really? Then who is the lucky man to marry Sister Duanmu?"

Duanmu Qiongxuan slowly turned her head and looked at Chu Wanbing's pretty face, saying, "If I said he was your husband, would you believe me?"

Chu Wanbing was immediately taken aback, her charming eyes widened, and her mouth opened wide, as if she had been hit on the head.

"Haha!"

Duanmu Qiongxuan burst into laughter, clutching her stomach. Her face flushed red and her eyes welled with tears. She giggled, "Bingmei, your surprised expression is so funny...hehe...I was just teasing you!"

Chu Wanbing scolded, then pounced on Duanmu Qiongxuan and tickled her waist, huffing, "You're so naughty, you even make jokes like this."

Duanmu Qiongxuan couldn't resist the tickling and laughed until she was breathless, pleading, "Okay, okay, I was wrong...stop tickling me..."

Chu Wanbing finally let go, but Duanmu Qiongxuan suddenly grabbed her wrist as she tried to pull it back. Chu Wanbing looked down and was surprised to find that Duanmu Qiongxuan's hands were completely unharmed.

Duanmu Qiongxuan smiled and said, "It was Father who used the water of the Demon Pool to regenerate my limbs."

Chu Wanbing smiled and said, "That's good, otherwise it would be a pity for your exquisitely crafted hands." "No matter how exquisitely crafted, it's hard to choose one's own path..."

Duanmu Qiongxuan sighed softly, her eyes quietly gazing at Chu Wanbing, a layer of crystalline light appearing in her eyes, making Chu Wanbing feel inexplicably sad.

Suddenly, Duanmu Qiongxuan stretched out her jade arms and embraced Chu Wanbing tightly in her arms. She was about to struggle, but felt a warm dampness on her neck, making her heart soften instantly.

A warm, orchid-like breeze whispered in her ear, and Duanmu Qiongxuan murmured, "If only I had married your husband, at least I could see Bingmei every day... But it's not him..."

Duanmu Qiongxuan's words were incomplete and fragmented, as if she wanted to vent her inner sorrow with these whispers, or perhaps suppress some unspeakable grief. Her arms tightened around Chu Wanbing, making it hard for her to breathe.

In the end, Duanmu Qiongxuan said nothing, only sobbing silently. Chu Wanbing felt a pang of inexplicable heartache and quietly reached out her hands under the witch's ribs, embracing her tightly.

After a long while, Duanmu Qiongxuan slowly released her arms, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled sadly, "Bingmei, thank you. At least I can see you one last time in this capacity."

Chu Wanbing felt a pang of pain in her heart. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Duanmu Qiongxuan pick up the Heaven-Slaying Demon Blade and turn to leave, not giving her any chance to speak. It was as if she was running away, afraid that if she heard Chu Wanbing's words, she would lose her resolve, even if it was a resolve she didn't want to carry out at all.

Watching Duanmu Qiongxuan's departing figure, Chu Wanbing felt a wave of melancholy, her mind clouded with doubt: "Sister Duanmu is getting married? It seems she doesn't like that person very much, but she has no choice..."

Based on her understanding of Duanmu Qiongxuan, the only person in the world who could force her to do something she didn't want to do was her father—the Demon Lord.

Although she was completely confused, the current battle situation was the most important thing. Chu Wanbing immediately rushed back to Jinling. As soon as she returned to the commander's camp, she saw Mu Xin'er wiping away tears with a handkerchief, sobbing softly.

In the main hall, several servants were setting down a stretcher, on which lay a dying man—Gao Hong.

Mu Xin'er sobbed, "Long Hui, the information Ling Yun was giving us has been leaked… He's been harmed like this, you must save him!"

Long Hui quickly comforted her, "Master's wife, please don't worry, I will do my best to save Senior Brother Gao."

At this moment, Mu Xin'er saw Chu Wanbing and hurriedly said, "Bing'er, you are skilled in medicine, you must save Ling Yun!"

Chu Wanbing's face changed drastically, thinking to herself, "Save him? I wish I could kill him with a sword!"

The attack on the northern route and Duanmu's tears filled Chu Wanbing with rage, making her want to stab Gao Hong to death right now. However, she quickly calmed down. There was still no real evidence to convict Gao Hong. After all, he wasn't wrong; the main force of the imperial army was concentrated in the south, and whether he intentionally concealed the northern attack was still inconclusive.

"The information this fellow provided is indeed correct, but he only gave us half, concealing the other half. If this was truly intentional, then it can only be said that his methods are extremely clever, allowing him to both trick us and shirk responsibility!"

Chu Wanbing steeled her heart, secretly sneering. Since you're playing this trick of only telling half, then I'll play along to the end and make you wish you were dead sooner or later.

Chu Wanbing instantly suppressed her hostility and said softly, "Master's wife, don't be anxious. Let Bing'er check Lord Gao's pulse first."

After saying that, she reached out to take his pulse, saying as she did so, "Lord Gao, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Gao Hong groaned a few times, his lips opening and closing as if he were trying to speak with all his might, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Since the other party didn't answer, Chu Wanbing couldn't find any flaws in their words, so she turned to Mu Xin'er and asked, "Master's wife, how did Lord Gao get injured?"

Mu Xin'er sighed and said, "Ling Yun was exposed for communicating with us and was persecuted by the Haotian Sect. Fortunately, his guards risked their lives to save him and he escaped the predicament. He stumbled and fell all the way to Jinling, and when I saw him... he was already badly injured..."

Chu Wanbing said casually, "Lord Gao's guards risked their lives to protect their master, which is loyalty. They bravely escorted their master to Jinling through the enemy's encirclement. Such loyal and brave men, my husband, you must give them a proper burial!"

Her words were loaded with meaning, subtly conveying her suspicions to Long Hui—if the Haotian Sect intended to kill him, how could a few mere guards have managed to escort him out of the encirclement! Long Hui understood the veiled meaning in her words and said calmly, "Of course, Bing'er, how is Senior Brother Gao's condition?"

Chu Wanbing withdrew her jade finger from taking his pulse and sighed, "His lungs, liver, and spleen were injured by the internal energy shock, and there is a lot of blood stasis. In addition, he has several knife wounds on his body, which is extremely serious and requires careful treatment. But that's not the most important thing. Someone has put a Gu poison in his body, and his life is in danger at any time."

Mu Xin'er had suffered from Gu poison before, and upon hearing this, she was immediately terrified, her face turning pale and tears streaming down her face. Chu Wanbing thought to herself, "Since Master Mu is so worried about this person, I should not speak rashly without solid evidence, lest I displease her."

Long Hui saw Mu Xin'er With tears welling in her eyes, she hurriedly comforted

Mu Xin'er, "Don't panic, Master's wife. Bing'er is a renowned healer, and she also has many experts in Gu poison under her command. She should be able to find a way to cure Senior Brother Gao's Gu poison." Mu Xin'er breathed a sigh of relief. Long Hui then said, "Senior Brother Gao's injuries are quite severe. It would be best to send him to a safe place to recuperate."

Mu Xin'er nodded tearfully. Chu Wanbing then said, "Master's wife, the safest place in Jinling is the military camp. Let's leave Lord Gao here."

She spoke first, intending to separate Gao Hong from Mu Xin'er. She had already made up her mind that if Gao Hong wasn't a spy, that would be fine. But if he truly harbored malicious intentions, she would have to get rid of Mu Xin'er first and then deal with him slowly.

Long Hui ordered his men to settle Gao Hong in the military camp and then found the best military doctor to treat his injuries with the best medicine. Once they were alone, Chu Wanbing crossed her arms and sat down sullenly.

Long Hui asked, "Bing'er, are you still worried about Gao Hong?"

Chu Wanbing snorted and pouted, "That kid is obviously suspicious. He only gave us half the information, which almost caused Cang Meng's death!"

Long Hui, already aware of the battle situation, hugged her and coaxed, "Bing'er, don't be angry. Isn't it all thanks to you? You skillfully resolved Cang Meng's crisis. Even if Gao Hong has problems, you can't hide it from him."

Chu Wanbing gritted her teeth and said, "I really wish I could kill him right here in the military camp to stop him from causing trouble again."

Long Hui smiled bitterly, "That won't do. We don't have any evidence. If we rashly kill him, it will be difficult to explain to his master's wife. Moreover, he is being retaliated against for secretly helping our army. If we really kill him, it will damage the reputation of our Dragonscale Army."

Chu Wanbing said, "This won't work, that won't work. It's so troublesome."

Long Hui said, "It's already quite remarkable that a weak scholar like him was able to break through the encirclement." "It's puzzling, " someone thought. "Since we can't kill him, why not just send him to an outer city and keep him under house arrest, so he won't interfere with our plans?"

Chu Wanbing hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Wait! If he really is Cang Shitian's spy, this might be exactly what Cang Shitian wants."

Long Hui asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Chu Wanbing said, "A scholar breaking through the encirclement is an obvious flaw. How could Cang Shitian, with his cunning, use such an obvious method? In this situation, most people, facing such a defector, can neither kill nor trust him. The best approach is to distance themselves from him, prevent him from contacting the high-ranking core, or even place him under house arrest and surveillance!"

Long Hui nodded, "That makes sense. Most people would do that."

Chu Wanbing said, "What if we really send him to another city, far away from the core area of the Dragonscale Army? What would happen then?"

Long Hui frowned and thought carefully. Bing said directly, "Our biggest advantage right now is that we can concentrate our forces to defend a few cities. The other cities are protected by the Earthly Branch Formation, so they are not afraid of enemy attacks. Now that the Earthly Branch Formation in Jinling is damaged, it is difficult to exert its power. Therefore, most of our forces are concentrated in the Jinling area. What if another county city's Earthly Branch is damaged during this period?"

Long Hui took a deep breath and said, word by word, "Then the Longlin Army will face a multi-pronged attack from the imperial court, and we will be dragged down by multiple battle lines!"

Chu Wanbing said, "So we must not let him leave Jinling. We must keep a close eye on him!"

Long Hui said, "This is equivalent to increasing the risk of the Longlin Army's core secrets being exposed."

Chu Wanbing sighed softly and bit her lip, asking, "Little thief, do you believe me?"

Long Hui nodded and said, "Bing'er is my heart and soul. Not believing you is like tearing my heart out. How could I not believe you!"

Chu Wanbing smiled sweetly. She smiled, tiptoed, and kissed him on the cheek, leaving a faint lip print. "Then, our Dragon Lord and Demon Emperor, let's be a little man who listens to your pillow talk!"

Long Hui laughed heartily, pulling her into his arms. "Bing'er's pillow talk is sweet and fragrant, both loyal and not unpleasant to hear. I'm afraid I won't be able to resist!"

Chu Wanbing's heart warmed, her troubled mood eased slightly. However, the events of the day still lingered, whether it was Gao Hong's surrender or Duanmu Qiongxuan's marriage… "Although Gao Hong's matter is shrouded in mystery, there is still a direction, but it's the immediate priority."

Chu Wanbing leaned against Long Hui, thinking carefully. "Only Duanmu's marriage… although it seems insignificant, I always feel it might brew into a huge storm."

Recalling Duanmu Qiongxuan's beautiful yet helpless gaze, Chu Wanbing couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

In the nineteenth chapter, the alien tribes surrendered.

Murong Xi and Bei Chenglu led a small elite cavalry squad of over fifty men swiftly towards Shuofeng. Along the way, they witnessed the brutality and terror of the alien allied forces, leaving nothing but devastation in their wake. Fortunately, the inhabitants of the important northern border towns were all concentrated within the military garrisons, employing a strategy of clearing the wilderness from the outside, preventing Tie Lie and the Western Regions allied forces from gaining any advantage.

Tie Lie was a tribe united by Agu Bixiao, a veritable army of soldiers. They had been absorbing and conquering other tribes of the grasslands, and now their forces numbered as many as 150,000. The soldiers of the Western Regions kingdoms had high-bridged noses and deep-set eyes, clearly not from the Central Plains, but simply Western Regions people. Zhang Huanyu's soldiers, however, were mostly from the Central Plains, merely serving in the Western Regions. These Western Regions kingdoms had long been infiltrated and controlled by the Haotian Sect, and they resolutely obeyed Cang Shitian's orders.

Murong Xi led his squad, avoiding enemy forces along the way, and finally arrived at Shuofeng. Holding the Iron Wall Pass military order and token, the city's guards quickly welcomed them into the city.

After Tie Rushan retired, Shuofeng was entrusted to Liu Guanglin, a man in his forties, mature and steady in his actions, and well-versed in military strategy. Upon learning of the arrival of people from Tiebi Pass, he immediately came out to greet them.

Murong Xi cupped his hands and said, "I am Murong Xi, greetings to General Liu Guanglin."

Liu Guanglin returned the greeting, saying, "So you are the third young master of the Murong family. I have long admired

you." Murong Xi handed over a letter: "General Liu, this was entrusted to me by Strategist Lu. Please take a look."

Liu Guanglin opened the envelope, his expression slightly somber, and sighed, "I will certainly carry out the orders issued by the Commander-in-Chief to the end."

The letter contained Yang Ye's orders, instructing Liu Guanglin to hold Shuofeng for half a month to wear down the enemy's morale, and then coordinate with the main army to counterattack.

Murong Xi said, "The secret letter has been delivered. I still need to rush to Liaodong to contact the Cui family army, so I will take my leave now." Liu Guanglin smiled bitterly, "Young Master Murong, the enemy has now secured the road to Liaodong, so going there will likely be difficult."

Just then, the alarm bell rang from the city wall, and the entire city's soldiers and civilians tensed up. Soldiers grabbed their weapons and rushed to the city wall, women and children locked doors and windows, and men went out to help the soldiers carry stones and cannonballs... Liu Guanglin hurriedly climbed to the city wall to direct the battle.

Murong Xi and Bei Chenglu followed Liu Guanglin to the city wall and looked into the distance. They saw billowing smoke and dust, banners obscuring the sun, and thousands of horses galloping. It was the foreign army coming to plunder and attack the city. Hundreds of thousands of people gathered together, forming a powerful and oppressive force, which made the young couple's faces change drastically.

Liu Guanglin ordered: "The whole city is on alert! Soldiers and generals must hold their ground! Li Dejian, I order you to quickly take two hundred cavalrymen to probe the enemy's strength. Remember, do not linger in battle; once you have ascertained the situation, leave!"

Li Dejian quickly mustered his hundred cavalrymen and rushed out of the city gate. He led only light cavalry, which was highly mobile, and the enemy did not seem to have any intention of causing trouble. They went and returned quickly.

Li Dejian reported, "Lord Liu, a rough estimate of the enemy's numbers is around 100,000, divided into five major armies: left, center, right, front, and rear. The front army has about 10,000 men, the left and right flanks are mostly Western Region barbarian soldiers, and the center army is flying this flag. I am too ignorant to know what this flag represents."

He then sketched a rough outline, but his drawing skills were truly lacking; it was crooked and illegible.

Murong Xi said, "General Li, why don't you describe it to me, and I'll draw it?"

Li Dejian smiled awkwardly, nodded in agreement, and described the flag he had seen. Murong Xi, with his superior drawing skills, sketched the shape of the flag with just a few strokes.

He flattened the paper, revealing a strange pattern: a giant wolf with its mouth wide open, biting at the sun, its limbs treading on flames. Most astonishingly, the wolf had thirteen tails.

Liu Guanglin's face darkened, and he blurted out, "The Evil Wolf Devouring the Sun Flag? This... this is the flag that the Imperial Preceptor Tie Lie possessed thirty years ago!"

These words startled everyone. Thirty years ago, under the management of the Imperial Preceptor Wadunmoye, Tie Lie rose rapidly to become the overlord of the grasslands and once marched on Yujing. If it weren't for Yang Ye's sudden appearance, the iron hooves of this foreign tribe would probably have already trampled the capital, and Wadunmoye would have been buried in the Central Plains by Yang Ye's desperate counterattack. But no one expected that this flag would reappear thirty years later.

Murong Xi said, "A single flag doesn't prove anything. In my opinion, it's most likely a psychological tactic by the enemy, trying to boost morale or intimidate us by using the name of a dead man."

Liu Guanglin nodded, "Young Master Murong is absolutely right. No matter what battle flag they display, I, Liu, will never let these barbarians set foot in Shuofeng!"

The allied forces of the alien races had already approached Shuofeng. If it were five years ago, the soldiers would have already opened the city gates and rushed out to fight them to the death. But times have changed. The northern border army's strength has been reduced by half, leaving them only able to defend against the walls. Liu

Guanglin waved his arm and shouted, "Shenhuo Battalion, prepare for battle immediately!"

Neat footsteps accompanied by the sound of armor rubbing together rang out. Muskets were mounted on the city walls, and cannons were aimed.

Liu Guanglin said, "Cannons, fire!"

Flames spitted out, and the cannons roared like thunder. However, the Iron Fierce Vanguard cavalry suddenly broke into smaller groups and scattered in all directions, so the cannonballs did not cause too much damage.

The cavalry initially ran about erratically before regrouping and forming a battle line, charging towards the north gate of Shuofeng. When Liu Guanglin ordered his men to fire the cannons, the cavalry scattered again. Knowing the enemy was intentionally depleting Shuofeng's ammunition, he steeled himself and temporarily silenced the cannons.

"Archers, aim and fire!"

Since firearms were too costly, they switched to the more common arrows. At his command, arrows rained down like locusts, killing many of the cavalry. But the rest remained undeterred by the arrows, enduring the hail without falling, even those riddled with arrows continuing their charge.

Murong Xi found this very strange, and Liu Guanglin had never seen such fearless soldiers before. It turned out these cavalrymen had taken special drugs to numb the pain, allowing them to charge forward as long as they had a breath left.

Soon, more than twenty cavalrymen rushed to the moat. They quickly removed their armor, which was of a flat construction with connecting mechanisms along the edges. In a few moments, the armor was joined together into a large, sturdy piece, which they tossed into the river to form a pontoon bridge, paving the way for their comrades behind them.

The defenders were caught off guard; five enemy soldiers had already reached the foot of the city wall. They quickly removed their armor, revealing a large bundle of gunpowder attached to it. They then pulled out tinderboxes and were about to light the fuse.

Murong Xi cried out in alarm and leaped off the wall without hesitation. Using his family's unique lightness skill, Cloud Recesses Seven Shadows, he swiftly pounced on two Iron Fierce soldiers, grabbing their throats with both hands and forcefully throwing them towards two more. The four of them collided with a loud thud and flew off the wall.

Bei Chenglu also seized the opportunity to jump down, severing his wrist with a sword before he could light the fuse, and then kicking him away with a swift, powerful kick.

Liu Guanglin also saw through the enemy's intentions. This fearless cavalry was clearly there to breach the city walls. If they got close, it would inevitably cause irreparable damage. So he ordered his cavalry to go out of the city to meet them in battle, cavalry against cavalry, intending to annihilate the enemy at a distance from the city walls.

The Heng army cavalry charged out of the city gate and clashed with the Tie Lie cavalry. The Heng army's sabers were straight-bladed and made of high-quality steel. A single slash could cleave through armor two fingers thick, earning them the name "armor-piercing blades." The Tie Lie sabers, on the other hand, were curved, making them easier to wield and execute. The Heng army's sabers were highly lethal; a hit would either kill or severely injure the enemy. The Tie Lie's sabers were fast, often striking before the Heng army could react. However, the Heng army's armor was thick, so if a fatal blow was missed, it wouldn't have much of an impact on them.

The two sides exchanged blows, locked in fierce combat until the battle reached its climax. Tie Liebing roared to the sky, unleashing the wolf bloodline within him, transforming into a half-werewolf. His ferocity was fully revealed as he lunged at the Heng army, tearing at several soldiers and snapping their throats.

Seeing Tie Liebing transform into a wolf, the Heng army immediately changed tactics. Their captain ordered his men to retreat, avoiding the werewolves' onslaught. Although these werewolves were ferocious and powerful, without the foundation of the Bone Forging Scripture, they couldn't control their surging demonic blood. They had all become monsters driven solely by bloodlust. They might still retain some of their former fighting instincts, but their former coordinated attacks and retreats were gone; they fought individually.

The Heng army cavalry quickly retreated, feigning a draw, before the infantry stepped in, forming a stable square formation to withstand the wolf soldiers' frenzied advance.

The Divine Fire Battalion opened fire first, blunting the werewolves' initial momentum. As the distance closed, they unleashed a volley of crossbow bolts, slaying the demon wolves. These werewolves, oblivious to pain, were only driven more mad by the stench of blood. As those in front fell, others surged forward, trampling over the corpses, quickly closing in on the infantry formation.

The Ironclad Battalion roared, raising their shields with all their might. The

swishing sound of metal scraping against metal filled the air as they formed an ironclad defensive line. The thuds of impact echoed as the werewolves charged to the front lines. Their immense strength caused the Ironclad Battalion soldiers' arms to go numb, their stances unsteady, barely able to grip their shields.

Just then, the infantry commander shouted, "Open!"

The Ironclad Battalion soldiers immediately moved aside slightly, and countless hook spears emerged from the gaps in the shields, piercing the werewolves with holes, spraying hot, bloody blood onto the shields.

The stench of blood drove the werewolves even more mad. Undeterred by death or pain, they charged towards the Heng army's shield-armored defenses, some wielding weapons, others claws, and still others ramming them with their bodies, like a raging sea crashing against the shields.

The ironclad soldiers could no longer withstand the onslaught and were knocked to the ground with a thud, creating a breach in the defenses.

"Slash!"

The infantry commander, unfazed, roared. The Mo Dao (陌刀) battalion surged forth from behind, their gleaming blades flashing as hundreds of Mo Dao warriors swung their swords simultaneously, creating a spectacle resembling a giant meat grinder. Those touched by the blades were instantly torn apart, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

The infantry commander shouted again, "Swords retreat, spears thrust!"

The Mo Dao warriors would hesitate after their swings, allowing the hook spearmen to immediately fill the gaps, protecting their comrades and eliminating any who slipped through the net.

"Spears retreat, swords slash!"

After the grappling hook spearmen engaged in three to five rounds of combat, the infantry general gave another order, and the Mo Dao (

a type of long-handled sword) once again entered the fray. The massive blades slashed and hacked, leaving the monstrous werewolves utterly annihilated. Just as victory was achieved at the north gate, a strange change occurred at the east gate. Another force of Ironclad cavalry charged in, their tactics identical to the one at the north gate—unconcerned with injury, their only goal being to reach the city walls and gates to detonate the gunpowder.

"A feint attack!"

Liu Guanglin cursed through gritted teeth. "Damn it, kill all these bastards! Don't let them get close to the city!"

The Heng army deployed their Ironclad Divine Thunder, shooting down the approaching Ironclad cavalry one by one. However, it felt like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut; while they annihilated the invading enemy and protected the city walls, they also needlessly wasted a considerable number of steel arrows.

Having just repelled the enemy troops from the east, another cavalry force arrived from the west, also aiming to destroy the city walls. Undeterred by death, they charged forward with relentless force. Liu Guanglin couldn't help but feel strained. The enemy's relentless attacks were clearly an attempt to overwhelm him, taking advantage of Shuofeng's insufficient forces.

"Damn it, if it were before, I would have just dragged my men out of the city to fight you!"

Liu Guanglin cursed inwardly. These suicidal cavalrymen were both a probe and a trap, like bloodsucking lice. If you didn't swat them, they would bite you; if you did, you would exhaust yourself and be unable to defend yourself against the ferocious beasts behind you. Liu Guanglin was caught in a dilemma, unable to fight back, and suffering a real headache.

At this moment, Bei Chenglu's beautiful eyes darted around, and suddenly an idea came to her. She said, "Lord Liu, I have a way to deal with them."

Liu Guanglin was delighted and said, "Please tell me, Miss Bei Chenglu!"

Bei Chenglu said, "Why don't we pour oil on the moat and then set it on fire?"

Liu Guanglin exclaimed in approval and immediately ordered his men to do so. In the blink of an eye, the moat was ablaze. The Iron Fierce cavalry's pontoon bridges were difficult to cross, and even if they were, the flames would immediately ignite the gunpowder on their bodies if they dared to cross.

Once the fire started, the Iron Fierce cavalry's suicidal charge would be hindered, and they would involuntarily control their horses' reins, thus slowing their horses down. This made them easy targets for the city guards, who could kill as many as they came.

After the fire died down, Liu Guanglin continued to order his men to pour oil into the moat, and then his men on the city walls lit fire arrows and waited. As soon as the enemy charged near the moat, they would immediately fire arrows to set the fire on fire, creating a wall of fire to hinder the enemy's attack.

If Tie Lie dared to attack, the fire wall would slow down the cavalry, allowing the defenders on the wall to easily fire arrows. Shuofeng, being the most important of the eight major towns, had abundant oil reserves; if those suicide cavalry dared to advance, they would dare to set fire, unafraid of wasting resources on a war.

The first day's battle was merely a probing exercise; the allied forces did not commit too many troops, and after a few skirmishes, they sounded the retreat and set up camp.

On the second day, as dawn broke, the gates of the enemy camp slowly opened, and a luxurious golden sedan chair emerged. This chair was about fifteen feet high and forty-six feet long, carried by forty strong men. These men had sharp eyes and prominent temples, clearly skilled in both internal and external martial arts. Around the chair were two rows of beautiful maids, some scattering flowers, some playing the pipa, some playing the xiao… their charming smiles and expressions adding a touch of elegance to the otherwise tense battlefield. A gentle fragrance filled the air, and a flag was planted atop the sedan chair, bearing the words: "The Holy Lord ascends to the clouds, all under heaven are united under the emperor, war ceases, and the four seas surrender!" The

sedan chair was furnished with fine sable fur seats, upon which sat a blond, blue-eyed man in a long, gold-embroidered robe. The gold patterns crisscrossed, converging into a picture of a wolf devouring the sun. A contemptuous sneer played on his lips, and his eyes radiated an arrogant disdain for the world. This was the man who had fought Yang Ye fiercely in the Hunting Valley that day.

The sedan chair arrived out of the blue, and Liu Guanglin held his ground for the moment

. The chair stopped ten paces in front of the moat, and a burly man shouted, "The Imperial Preceptor of the Iron Fierce Kingdom, Huangtian Maya, has arrived! General Liu Guanglin, please come forward for a discussion!" Liu Guanglin stepped forward and said, "We are enemies, our positions are clear. If you're going to offer empty words of surrender, save them!" At this moment, a long, melodious laugh rang out, and Huangtian Maya slowly stood up, shaking his head and sighing, "General Liu, we are both subjects of the Great Heng Dynasty. How can there be talk of enemies?"

Liu Guanglin was taken aback; these words left him speechless. He could only snort, "You..." "The Tie Lie have repeatedly violated the borders of our Divine Land, and have been mortal enemies since ancient times."

Huangtian Maya laughed heartily, "Times have changed. The past enmity is over. Now, the Tie Lie and the Western Regions have submitted a letter of surrender to the court, wishing to be subservient for generations and become vassal states of Daheng."

Liu Guanglin was immediately shocked, as if struck by lightning, but he quickly regained his composure and said coldly, "If you are a vassal state of Daheng, why do you still violate our borders!"

Huangtian Maya said, "General Liu, you misunderstand. We are not invading the Celestial Dynasty, but are acting on imperial orders to punish the traitors!"

After saying this, he took out a roll of yellow silk from his sleeve, which was the imperial edict of Daheng.

Liu Guanglin's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Nonsense! We are all loyal and righteous men, how dare you, a barbarian dog, slander us!"

Huangtian Maya said, "This imperial edict was written by the current emperor himself, ordering us to punish the traitor Yang Ye! Yang Ye, as a king of a different surname, with a fiefdom of a thousand miles, has not appreciated the emperor's grace, forcibly seized military power at Tiebi Pass, and gathered a crowd to rebel. He should be punished by the whole world!" Liu Guanglin flew into a rage and cursed, "Shut up! How dare you desecrate the reputation of the commander-in-chief? What do you mean by 'the current emperor'?" "The one above is not of the Huangfu clan bloodline at all; it's a trick by the Haotian Sect to subvert the Great Heng Dynasty. The commander regaining military power is to restore order and restore the Great Heng Dynasty!"

Murong Xi and Bei Chenglu were secretly astonished. They hadn't expected the Haotian Sect to play such a trick, making Tie Lie and the Western Regions directly submit and attack Tie Bi Pass as vassal states, under the guise of punishing traitors. In this way, Cang Shitian could legitimately allocate various resources to this alien army.

"Back then, ten thousand demons surrendered, and now Cang Shitian is playing this trick of winning the hearts of all under heaven. It seems the Haotian Sect is preparing to make a big move!"

Murong Xi whispered in Bei Chenglu's ear, his warm breath occasionally brushing against her small ear. For some reason, Bei Chenglu's heart suddenly melted, and she didn't even hear what he said.

Upon hearing Liu Guanglin's reply, Huangtian Maya sighed, "Another accomplice of Yang Ye! He must not be allowed to live, he must not be allowed to live!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly blurred, leaving an afterimage in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, he was close to the city wall. The guards immediately opened fire with arrows and muskets

, but Huangtian Maya neither dodged nor evaded. Instead, he put his hands behind his back, looking relaxed. Suddenly, a thick mass of Star River Taiji Qi surged from his body, which was the protective true qi of the Heavenly Vault Mystic Method. The true qi was flexible and long, deflecting and neutralizing force, easily deflecting attacks, and arrows and fireballs could not get within three feet of him. Huangtian Maya chuckled and rushed up the city wall in a flash. The soldiers immediately raised their weapons and surrounded him, but Huangtian Maya handled it with ease. With a flick of his sleeve, a wave of hot fire burst out, burning the surrounding soldiers to ashes. Having been on the battlefield for many years, Liu Guanglin immediately recognized Huangtian Maya's unparalleled cultivation. The so-called human wave tactic was utterly useless. He immediately withdrew, intending to leave the city wall. Huangtian Maya chuckled coldly, taking a seemingly slow step, but in reality, he used his shrinking space technique to close the distance to within ten feet of Liu Guanglin in a flash. Moreover, his body radiated scorching flames, and his movements were like a cannonball, leaving dazzling trails of fire, or a fiery python, killing anyone who stood in his way. Huangtian Maya was still five feet away from Liu Guanglin when Murong Xi lunged forward. He used the Cloud Depth Seven Steps, grabbed Liu Guanglin, and fled. Huangtian Maya was quite surprised, but his grip remained firm, his pace quickening to force his prey to his death. "You brat, where do you think you're going!" Huangtian Maya unleashed a Fire Silkworm Hand strike. Murong Xi felt a burning sensation on his back, knowing that if the opponent's palm pushed just half an inch further, he and Liu Guanglin would be engulfed in flames. At the critical moment of life and death, Murong Xi was forced to unleash his greatest potential. He suddenly gathered his true energy, forcefully channeled it through his Ren and Du meridians, and circulated it throughout his body. In a few swift movements, he actually managed to move forward half an inch, causing Huangtian Maya's palm strike to miss its mark.

Temporarily safe, Murong Xi dared not relax. He unleashed the Seven Shadows of Cloud Depth to their fullest extent, his steps shimmering like lightning, simultaneously conjuring seven illusory figures. These seven figures intertwined and multiplied endlessly, eventually transforming into forty-nine shadows that scattered and fled in all directions.

Huangtian Maya exclaimed in surprise, "The Seven Shadows of Cloud Depth truly lives up to its name! The interplay of reality and illusion makes it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake!" Respecting his

status, he had no intention of continuing the pursuit since his attack had failed. With a long howl, he rode away, unstoppable by any of the city's soldiers.

Huangtian Maya gently sat back in his sedan chair, saying calmly, "Ignorant traitors, cherish your remaining time!" He then ordered the sedan chair bearers to carry him away, the journey filled with the fragrance of flowers and the sounds of music, a display of extreme luxury and grandeur.

Murong Xi escaped the danger with Liu Guanglin, but having used his ultimate lightness skill, he was exhausted and collapsed. Liu Guanglin quickly supported him, asking, "Young Master Murong, are you alright?"

Murong Xi's face was deathly pale, his true energy severely depleted. He coughed repeatedly, saying, "I'm fine... General, don't worry about me, be careful the enemy might come again..." He

then fainted.

"General, the enemy has begun their attack again!"

The alarm bell rang again on the city wall. Liu Guanglin first ordered someone to take care of Murong Xi, then continued to rush to the city wall. This time, however, he did not show himself directly, but instead hid in a hidden bunker to command. After all, that Huangtian Maya was too terrifying. Although it was the fate of soldiers to die on the battlefield, he knew that if he fell, the fall of Shuofeng would be imminent. For the sake of the entire city's soldiers and civilians, he had no choice but to become a coward.

The bunker was a secret chamber dug into the middle of the city wall, with several passages running through all four sides of the wall, facilitating the transmission of military orders. After entering the bunker, Liu Guanglin peered out through the cracks and saw several enormous objects slowly emerging from the enemy ranks. Their outlines resembled catapults or similar stone cannons, but they were much larger than ordinary stone cannons.

"We absolutely cannot let these stone cannons fire, or Shuofeng will be in grave danger!"

Although Liu Guanglin had never witnessed the power of stone cannons, his years of military experience allowed him to make this judgment.

Liu Guanglin ordered, "Immediately order Luo Zhong to lead two hundred cavalry to raid the enemy. Destroy the stone cannons by any means necessary!"

He paused, then gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "Even if we die, we must destroy the stone cannons!"

Luo Zhong, a burly man with a dark complexion, immediately darkened upon receiving the order. He took a deep breath and said firmly, "General Liu, rest assured, I will complete the mission!"

Time was of the essence, and Liu Guanglin didn't mince words. He patted Luo Zhong on the shoulder and said, "Brother Luo, don't worry. As long as I have a breath left, I will not mistreat your family!"

He then poured a bowl of wine and handed it to Luo Zhong. Luo Zhong took the farewell wine, drank it all in one gulp, smashed the bowl, and strode off.

Luo Zhong mounted his horse and shouted, "Brothers, follow me to kill the Iron Fierce Dog!"

He then pulled out a red scarf and tied it around his head. This action was an open secret at Iron Wall Pass; tying a red scarf around one's head signified a death wish, and this journey was certain to end in certain death.

The cavalrymen were stunned by the sight. Luo Zhong shouted, "This mission is fraught with peril! Anyone who doesn't want to go, retreat!" After a moment's hesitation, a few retreated.

Luo Zhong's face darkened, and he roared, "Dare to disrupt my morale? Drag them out and behead them!"

The men begged for mercy, but the blade showed no mercy, and they were instantly killed.

Luo Zhong coldly said, "I've already risked everything. I will hold Shuofeng no matter what. If any of you retreat, you're putting your families to death. I, Luo Zhong, will never tolerate such cowards. If you're any real men, charge out and kill as many barbarian dogs as you can. Even if you die, take one down with you!"

These words silenced all further hesitation. Luo Zhong said, "The general will take care of your families. You can follow me without worry."

His voice held a tragic air. Luo Zhong drew his sword, roared, and charged forward. The others dared not lag behind, and they all surged forward, heading towards the enemy camp.

Meanwhile, Liu Guanglin dispatched 3,000 cavalry and 4,000 infantry to provide cover and clear a path for the 200 elite soldiers. The enemy, escorting stone cannons into firing range, saw the Heng army rushing out and immediately took countermeasures, reigniting a life-or-death struggle.

The Heng army used infantry squares to clear the way, with cavalry covering the flanks. The infantry's advance was powerful and steady, while the cavalry's advantage lay in their lightness and agility—a perfect combination of orthodox and unorthodox tactics, complementing each other's weaknesses. Although the enemy outnumbered them, the Shuofeng troops held their own.

The outer ironclad battalion soldiers shifted their positions, hook spears extending from the center, the entire square resembling a giant hedgehog, forcefully squeezing into the enemy ranks.

The Tie Lie forces, primarily composed of light cavalry, felt like mice pulling a tortoise against this "spiky tortoise shell." Fortunately, the left and right wings were Western Region troops, who immediately dispatched heavy cavalry to defend. Their armor was sturdy, completely covering their bodies; not only were the men armored, but their horses were also fully armored. Each cavalryman was like a towering iron statue, and once they charged, it was like a steel wall pressing down.

The heavy cavalry charged forward, and the Ironclad light cavalry immediately gave way. The heavy clashing of their armor thundered, like a giant steel dragon, swaggering and domineering. Anything that rammed into them would be crushed to dust.

Faced with these heavily armored and heavily shielded Ironclad Cavalry, the infantry phalanx immediately devised a countermeasure. The formation changed, the armored line split, creating eight gaps. From each gap emerged a squad of swordsmen and axemen. They were lightly armed and agile, moving swiftly, like eight fine needles piercing the gaps in the Ironclad Cavalry.

They simultaneously lowered their bodies and slashed hard at the horses' legs.

They only needed to cut a single leg to cause the horses to stumble. The front line was thrown into chaos, and the rear line was unable to move. The Western Region heavy cavalry immediately clashed with each other, the clanging of metal echoing. They trampled each other, suffering heavy casualties. Before the battle even began, more than half of them had been lost.

The axemen, having severed the horses' legs, immediately returned to their ranks. The Ironclad light cavalry, seeing the Ironclad Cavalry's pale bodies, rushed to their aid. At this moment, the Mo Dao (陌刀) warriors charged out to clean up the mess, emerging from the four corners of the square formation to form four battle teams in the east, west, south, and north. From a distance, the infantry formation resembled an axis, with the Mo Dao warriors on all sides acting as a wheel of blades extending from that axis. This wheel of blades spun and ground across the battlefield, cutting down even the strongest and most heavily armored warriors to pieces.

Seeing the Heng army's growing strength, the allied forces of the foreign tribes immediately took action, igniting gunpowder bombs and hurling them at the square formation. Caught off guard, many Heng soldiers were killed, some with broken bones, rendering them incapable of fighting. However, to avoid disrupting their formation, they had to reluctantly abandon their wounded soldiers, leaving them to die. When

the enemy used gunpowder to bombard their formation, the Heng army immediately retaliated. The Divine Fire Battalion set up muskets, slaughtering the barbarians wielding gunpowder bombs, and then the crossbowmen and archers shot down any remaining threats, quickly eliminating these threats.

Although the infantry formation was formidable, the enemy's sheer numbers quickly filled the gaps, and wave after wave of troops surged forward, making it difficult for the infantry to advance any further.

The infantry had already forcefully torn through the enemy's lines, and the cavalry immediately launched a flanking attack, like two sharp knives piercing the enemy's ribs. However, Tie Lie could not afford to lose the stone cannon, and he immediately engaged the Heng army in battle.

Taking advantage of the chaos of battle, Luo Zhong led two hundred elite soldiers out, their objective singular: to approach the stone cannon and destroy it.

Luo Zhong drew his armor-piercing sword, slashing left and right, cutting a bloody path, and shouted, "Brothers, charge!"

Before his words even finished, with a whoosh, a cavalryman behind him had his throat pierced.

Archers were positioned all around the stone cannon, and these archers were standing on the base of the stone cannon. Luo Zhong was shocked, blinking in disbelief.

Those stone cannons didn't need to be pulled by animals; instead, dozens of strange vehicles were pulling the massive cannons. These were the Confucian oil-burning vehicles, and the vehicles were filled with archers who moved with the vehicles. The crossbows they used were also different from those used by the Heng Army.

Ordinary crossbows could be held in one's hand, but these crossbows were supported by a three-legged stand, and the crossbows themselves were also larger than ordinary crossbows. Each arrow produced a dull thud, like a small rumble of thunder, and the power of the arrows was also greater, in no way inferior to that of firearms.

Luo Zhong, having served in the military for a long time, had some knowledge of crossbows. Ordinary crossbows were about two and a half feet long, suitable for infantry and cavalry. As the length increased, the crossbow string became stronger, and the range also increased. The largest crossbows were only three feet long, and anything larger would be a ballista.

But the crossbow that Tie Lie was using was nearly six and a half feet long, almost the height of an adult.

With several thuds, a sharp arrow shot out, first piercing the bodies of two Heng soldiers, and then the arrow also slammed into the body of a dead horse. Such powerful force made Luo Zhong's heart skip a beat.

With a soft thud, another arrow flew, and Luo Zhong had no time to dodge. His left arm was struck, and excruciating pain immediately spread throughout his body. Looking down, Luo Zhong saw that his entire left arm had been severed, blood flowing incessantly from the wound.

"Damn it! I'll fight you to the death!"

The pain of his severed arm fueled Luo Zhong's rage. Summoning his last ounce of courage, he swung his armor-piercing sword and charged into the enemy ranks. His accompanying suicide soldiers followed suit, while the Iron Fierce soldiers on the oil-burning carts moved their crossbows, aiming them at them… At the Jinling Commander's Mansion, the latest news arrived from Queying—the Iron Fierce and the Western Regions had simultaneously submitted to Daheng and were assisting Daheng in punishing the rebels! Long Hui's face darkened, his eyes fixed on the secret report on the table. He inwardly cried out in alarm—with these two major alien races surrendering to Daheng, Cang Shitian could legitimately provide support. In that case, Iron Wall Pass was in grave danger! He took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and issued an emergency military order, summoning three generals—Yue Biao, Linghu Da, and Ma Yi—ordering each to lead 5,000 troops to sail out to sea in warships and rush to Liaodong to join forces with the Cui family army to reinforce Tiebi Pass.

Afterwards, Long Hui immediately returned to his residence. He rushed into the inner courtyard and called out, "Wuhen, quickly fetch the Four Immortal Swords for me! Birou, bring me the Eight Heavenly Palace Manual."

The women were startled upon hearing this. Lin Birou paused slightly and asked, "Husband, do you intend to use the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?"

Long Hui nodded.

Lin Birou's expression changed slightly, and she frowned, saying, "But... Husband, there are still many things I don't understand about this Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation."

Long Hui smiled and said, "I'm just exploring it; I don't really intend to set up the sword formation."

Lin Birou breathed a sigh of relief and went to retrieve the four Immortal Slaughtering Swords. Yu Wuhen also went to retrieve the Heavenly Palace Eight-Stringed Music Score. Long Hui unfolded the score, but since his memories from his previous life had not yet returned, he could only have Yu Wuhen use numerology to deduce the arrangement of the swordsmanship later.

It took a whole day and night for Yu Wuhen to re-arrange the ancient seal script. Long Hui glanced at it and could only understand most of it, so he went to find Qin Suya to translate the ancient seal script. Long Hui finally understood the contents of the sword manual.

Although he understood it, implementing it was not easy. These four immortal swords complemented each other and also restrained each other. They could operate in a balanced manner to form a formation that was both offensive and defensive, or they could each have their own emphasis, using one sword as the core of the formation and the other three as auxiliary swords, thus producing different effects.

For example, if the Immortal Execution Sword is the core of the formation, then the formation is the main attack. Countless sword energies descend, directly slaying the enemy. However, these four immortal swords each possess different sword intents. Once the four swords form a formation, their sword intents intertwine and twist, waxing and waning. Sometimes the Immortal Execution Sword intent is strong, while the Immortal Slaughtering Sword intent is weak; sometimes the Immortal Trapping Sword intent is suddenly strong, while the Immortal Absolute Sword intent is weak... Among these four sword intents, there is always one sword that is extremely strong and one that is extremely weak. The other two swords also wax and wane, though not very obviously.

Long Hui sighed, "This is using strength to compensate for weakness, using substance to fill emptiness. This is precisely the principle of the Heavenly Way. It's easy to say, but not so easy to do. It's similar to how Bi Rou comprehended the unity of the Nine Heavens from the way of the ruler and his minister. But how many people can truly achieve it?"

Lin Bi Rou said, "Husband, why don't we slow down and find a safer method first?"

Long Hui smiled and said, "It's alright, I'll give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll immediately dismantle the sword formation."

After saying that, he slowly regulated his true energy, using the Heavenly Dragon Primordial Spirit to sense the four sword souls.

As the Dragon Essence summoned, the four swords resonated, instantly unleashing a dazzling light that soared into the heavens. Long Hui felt the four swords communicating with him, his true energy flowing through his meridians, making him feel refreshed. He thought, "Then I will circulate the four swords!"

He took a deep breath, focused his mind, formed the Divine Sword Incantation with his hands, and stepped into the Starry Sky Step. With the Immortal Trapping Sword as the center and the Immortal Slayer, Immortal Slaughter, and Immortal Annihilation as auxiliary swords, he unleashed the Universe Trapping Sword Technique.

With a whoosh, the air pressure plummeted, and the Universe Trapping Sword Technique immediately began to operate. However, Long Hui immediately sensed something was wrong. The four sword intents were constantly waxing and waning, making them impossible to control.

These four sword intents were self-contained, possessing their own consciousness and self-sufficiency. After being arranged in an array, they would grow independently, sometimes uneven in strength, sometimes mutually restraining each other, making them difficult to wield. To control the four swords, one could only do so when they were not yet balanced.

But this would also cause an imbalance in the strength of the four swords, and a single misstep could backfire, resulting in the destruction of both body and soul.

Long Hui understood this principle. He silently circulated his true energy and discovered that to truly control the Four Immortal Swords, one had to be at the point of near-complete balance, like the process of weakening the strong and supplementing the weak. A moment too early, and the four swords would become chaotic, easily leading to qi deviation; a moment too late, and the four swords would become mutually restraining, no longer obedient. Therefore, the time between this balance and imbalance was extremely short, like a flash of lightning, impossible to grasp.

His surprise was instantaneous. A moment of distraction and hesitation caused him to be trapped in the formation, a sign of the sword formation's backlash.

The Universal Sword-Trapping Technique was both a technique and an array. The moment Long Hui entered the formation, he was attacked by ten thousand swords. He immediately circulated his martial arts, employing a shield-defense technique to hold his ground. Although he blocked the sword energy, he could not withstand the boundless sword intent.

Long Hui felt a stinging pain in his eyes, his vision went black, followed by a deafening ringing in his ears, his hearing sealed off.

"This is bad!"

Long Hui knew that the sword formation had the effect of targeting the five senses, so he immediately focused his mind and resisted the invasion of sword intent. However, the sword formation changed again, creating endless illusions in the void. Long Hui was sometimes in a frozen place, and sometimes he fell into a raging furnace... All these changes caused his spiritual sense to become abnormal, and he could not even sense things with his divine sense.

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