[Wuxia] The Green Hat of the Martial World (Book) - 1-3

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[Synopsis] A man cheated on by his wife unexpectedly transmigrates to an ancient martial arts world. How will he vent his resentment from before his transmigration, accompanied by a beautiful woman, and how will he find out where his wife went...? The plot is quite intricate, and the descriptions are very detailed. Those who enjoy stories about cheating wives might find this interesting. He can't remember how he inexplicably fell into this strange land. From the beginning, forced by circumstances to stand on the edge of loyalty and evil, Long Yiding has spent years currying favor with court officials and even a group of high-ranking officials in the bureaucracy. He was willing to use any means necessary, even ruthlessness, and thus, he was well aware of the benefits of using official rhetoric—a single chopstick is easily broken, but ten pairs are difficult to break. Living by this twisted logic, he unknowingly reached a state of infatuation with power and women. He wanted to consolidate his rightful power in secret, and he wanted to enjoy all the riches and beauties in the world while he was still alive, until one day he learned the whereabouts of that person from a wandering sorcerer… **Important:** Readers without experience with stories about cuckoldry should not read this. Chapter 1: A Surprising Journey Through

the East. Beijing is the second largest city in China. Through the silent efforts and rapid development of its ancestors over the past century, it has become not only a massive industrial and commercial city but also one of the world's leading trade centers. In this area, a glance upwards reveals towering skyscrapers dotting the surface of the bustling crowds. Furthermore, highways have sprung up all around, converging on this global metropolis. Suddenly! On a patch of skyscrapers, two seemingly promising young men leap out, their figures darting past. Startled, the crowd looks up to see the two men, drenched in sweat, sprinting through shopping streets and dodging vendors' stalls. The young man in front continues his frantic run, panting heavily, while the man behind relentlessly engages in a relentless chase through the busy streets. Over the years, I've grown accustomed to this life of being hunted and wanted. Sometimes, recalling these days, a love-hate relationship, evokes a unique feeling. Yes, that young man being chased is me. I am Liu Rui, the infamous "wife-killer" who has become feared throughout the city overnight. The guy I've been manipulating all along is a former sworn brother, a partner I've risked my life for. Whenever we were on duty investigating a case, our combined intelligence quickly surpassed that of ordinary police officers, becoming a sensation and the talk of the town. I was once truly the best imitation officer, the entire police force was proud of me, and the citizens of the city looked up to me as a role model. But fate has played a cruel trick on me… Now I'm a demon hated to the core by every officer in the force, a demon they all swear to bring to justice. Just then, Sun Tenglei, his face filled with murderous intent, chased after me frantically, shouting pitifully, "Don't run! I've been looking for you everywhere! Stop right now!" "If you stop chasing me, then I'll stop!" I replied with a grin, continuing to run forward. Sun Tenglei was visibly shaken and shouted, "I'm warning you seriously, stop right now!" I panted heavily and grinned maliciously, "Damn it! You've been chasing me for years! Aren't you tired?" Sun Tenglei suddenly crashed into a roadside stall again. Seeing his enemy had already run far away, his face changed color, and he said hatefully, "Now I'm a soldier, and you're a thief. You still dare to play this trick on me? You heinous demon, you're utterly wicked and shameless! If..." "If I can't arrest you with my own hands, I'm not Sun!" I was covered in sweat, and I paused abruptly, then turned to look at him. In the sun, my old colleague looked so weathered and haggard. He glanced at me and lewdly laughed, "Haha! Why aren't you breathing? Wait until you actually arrest me before you talk! But even if you had another hundred years to catch me, it wouldn't make a difference, because you're a useless cop! You even arrested your own wife and daughter! Hahahaha!" "Damn it! You society, you better not let me catch you! Otherwise, I'll skin you alive!" As he spoke, Sun Tenglei mustered the last of his strength, wishing he could catch me with his own hands. I froze, then lunged forward again, glancing back at him with a stern grin, "Hahaha! Come and catch me if you dare!" Just then, I carelessly walked into a dead-end alley. Looking around, I realized there was nowhere to escape. I cursed inwardly, "What? This is a dead end?" Sun Tenglei finally found me. Seeing the scene before him, he stopped, bent over, and gasped for breath, saying slowly, "Heaven has eyes! Let's see where you can hide now! Surrender obediently and wash your hands clean for the Mid-Autumn Festival, then spend your life in jail!" I turned back and looked at him a few more times, my face showing surprise, "You want me to never come out? You're not even close!" With that, I dashed forward like lightning. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, and I kicked open a door beside me, instantly turning my back on Sun Tenglei and continuing my escape. Seeing the scene unfolding before him, Sun Tenglei's anger flared again. Exhausted with rage, he continued his pursuit, shouting incessantly behind me, "Where do you think you're going? You've got nowhere to go, it's a dead end. If you want to save your life, you'd better get down here." Like a lone deserter, I ran up the thousand-step staircase of the building. Just as I finally reached the top floor of what seemed like a skyscraper, and on this cloud-like open-air platform, I looked around and saw no way forward. My anger was about to explode; my mind was blank, and I felt frantic. Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching in the distance, one after another, growing closer and clearer. In an instant! I slowly turned around and saw him standing behind me, panting heavily, clearly suffering the agony of his final moments. Suddenly, I threw my head back and burst into wild laughter, radiating an aura of dominance, occasionally glancing at him as I roared, "Hahaha! I'd rather die than be arrested and imprisoned! If you want me to suffer the torments of prison, I might as well jump right here; that might give me a chance to survive!" Sun Tenglei's eyes flashed, he cried out in alarm, and leaped forward, angrily shouting, "Don't jump! This looks like a twenty-story building! If you really jump, you'll definitely die! I need to know the location of my family from you! Where are my wife and daughter? Where have you hidden them? Tell me now!" My eyes, however, were fixed on the ground below, scanning the surroundings. Gu's face immediately darkened, and he cried out, "Don't come any closer! Or I'll really jump right in front of you! I'm not joking! If you come any closer, I really will jump right in front of you!" Sun Tenglei's expression changed drastically, tears welling up in his eyes. He clenched his fists and knelt down, pleading, "Brother! I'm begging you, please tell me where they are? My daughter is only fifteen years old! She has a bright future ahead of her. I beg you, please have mercy on her!" I shuddered, stood frozen in place, and coldly laughed, "Hahaha! You can't even take good care of your own wife and daughter. You're truly an incompetent husband and a failed police officer!"

Before I could finish speaking, Sun Tenglei's expression shifted dramatically, his thoughts turbulent, and his anger flared. He lunged at me like a wolf, shouting, "I don't want to hear your nonsense! I just want to know where my family is!"

My face paled instantly, and I dodged him with all my might, crying out, "Don't come any closer! If you do, I'll jump!"

Sun Tenglei paused, his voice sharp and cold, "Haha! Then jump! Why aren't you jumping? What's wrong? Are you afraid? I'm giving you one last chance. If you don't tell me, I'll shoot you dead!"

I cried out, "Stop!" "Hand! Now that things have come to this, I might as well be frank with you and tell you everything! Your wife, my ex-wife, is no longer here!"

Sun Tenglei roared, "What nonsense are you talking about? My wife...daughter isn't here?"

I smiled and said, "You know what I mean! I mean they're dead, she...she and your daughter have long since left this world! Idiot!"

Sun Tenglei froze, then burst into tears, "She...they're dead? You...you bloodless demon! Give me back my wife and daughter! I won't let you go! Die!"

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Tenglei suddenly lunged forward, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled a police officer's pistol from his waist and fired a shot at me.

"Bang!"

The bullet pierced my chest, blood streaming down my body. My chest felt like it had been stabbed by a sharp sword. A sudden, sharp pain shot through my body, and I collapsed, feeling utterly weak. A beam of light, followed by several gunshots, was followed by a deafening aftershock, and then his vision went completely black…

Just then, Sun Tenglei leaped into the air, desperately searching the crowded ground. But he couldn't see Liu Rui anywhere, let alone his body.

At that moment, Sun Tenglei felt utterly bewildered, as if he were collapsing, screaming inconsolably to himself, “I clearly shot him! He… how did he vanish without a trace? I want him to pay for this murder!”

“Ah! Ah! Give me back my wife… give me back my daughter…”

In this horrific moment, the crowd below seemed to faintly hear one heart-wrenching scream after another. Coupled with the impending burden of losing his wife and child, Sun Tenglei shuddered violently, and suddenly, another tragic scene unfolded on the open-air platform: he fell to his death. In a chaotic interplay of time and space, in another dimension, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, like a meteor shower, emitting a deafening cry that echoed throughout the desolate grassland. "Ah... Help!"

Just then, on this barren grassland, two beautiful young women in disguise appeared, each riding a swift white horse. Judging by their delicate, jade-like faces, they could be described as celestial maidens, possessing the purity of goddesses. They wore elegant robes, each with a renowned sword at their waist for self-defense, and each wore a concealing black hat, giving them the appearance of noblemen. Hidden within the hats were seemingly flowing, lustrous hair. In fact, these two were not officials or nobles. They were the eldest female disciple of the Xuanwu Sect, one of the five most prestigious sects in the martial arts world, Feng Tingyu and her junior sister Xiao Xuan, who had followed her for many years. Since ancient times, the Xuanwu Sect had joined forces with other major sects in the martial arts world, namely the Seven Fiends Sect in the southern part of the Central Plains, the Tianlong Sect which had recently risen in the central region, the ancient and mysterious Yin Gui Sect in the west, and the Wu Ao Sect founded by northerners. These five sects, united by a common spirit and coordinated techniques, fought against and eliminated the tyrannical emperor Qin Shi Huang, who disregarded human life, corrupted the entire government, and caused immense suffering to the people everywhere. Amidst the shimmering clouds, the seemingly young and pretty woman looked up at the sky, then immediately exclaimed in alarm, "Senior Sister, look over there! Has Master encountered some kind of trap, and that's why she sent a coded message to us, telling us to go there immediately to protect her?" The girl riding another white horse, upon hearing this, abruptly looked up and slowly said, "It shouldn't be. Master has been away from Xuanwu Mountain for over half a month without permission, and this area is under our jurisdiction. Judging from the journey to Tianlong Mountain, Master should be long gone from this region." Xiao Xuan's eyes glistened with tears, and she sighed, "Senior Sister, Master has been gone for so long. I'm afraid she might encounter some difficulties. At that time, the Yin Gui Sect's evil scheme might succeed! Then, the entire martial world will surely be thrown into chaos!" Feng Tingyu said in a deep voice, "That's why our purpose in disguising ourselves this time is to investigate everything and find..." Only after finding her whereabouts can we go together to Tianlong Mountain for the annual martial arts tournament. By the way, Xiao Xuan, to avoid alerting the enemy and causing unnecessary trouble, from this moment on, we will temporarily refer to ourselves as young master and page. After a moment of deep thought, Xiao Xuan was deeply moved and said in a trembling voice, "At this time, appearing in such a remote place, if it's not Master, then who sent the signal?" Feng Tingyu always felt that something was wrong. She suddenly turned around, her eyes flashing, and said in a deep voice, "I have a bad feeling. Let's go there and take a look!" Xiao Xuan's expression fluctuated, and she said softly, "Okay, I will follow your orders, elder sister. Let's go!" After a short while of fast-paced travel, after covering dozens of miles, Feng Tingyu and her junior sister, Xiao Xuan, searched for a while and finally found a young man in a forest, half-covered in blood and seemingly seriously injured. Standing right in front of her, Feng Tingyu glanced in astonishment at the strangely dressed young man before her. Judging solely from his thick beard and eyebrows, his appearance didn't seem to be typical of people from the Central Plains, and his clothing was unlike the men's attire of this dynasty. However, what puzzled her most was why this person had suddenly fallen from the sky. And who was this unfamiliar young man? At this moment, both of them were completely baffled. In a flash, the man lying in the woods sprang to his feet, then cried out in surprise, vaguely opening his eyes. He glanced at the scene before him, speechless, seeing only two blurry figures that appeared to be dressed in ancient attire, before quickly trembling and fainting again. Chapter 2: A Noble Family About ten kilometers from Xuanwu Mountain in Dengfeng, there lies a secluded temple courtyard. The east and west wings of the courtyard are surrounded by lush, verdant trees, their dense foliage blocking out the sun. Occasionally, only the occasional bird call can be heard. Just then, from afar, the faint sound of wooden fish drums seems to echo. The drumming is gentle and unhurried, like the murmuring of flowing water, yet it brings a sense of tranquility and calmness, as if worldly troubles have long since left the temple. Inside the temple hall, a simple young woman is meditating, her expression serene and peaceful. The wooden mallet in her hand feels as heavy as iron, but she strikes it at a steady pace. She has been striking it for several hours now, still devoutly praying to Buddha, murmuring what sounds like Buddhist scriptures while gently tapping the wooden fish drum before her. A breeze blew by, startling birds flew and cried out. Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps approached, swift as fire, their heels light and unsteady. It was none other than the youngest disciple here—Xiao Xuan. Beneath her simple blue robes, her naturally beautiful breasts seemed to be concealed, leaving only an alluring fragrance emanating from her body.

The woman gently put down the wooden mallet in her hand, her back still facing the door. Suddenly, she sighed sadly and slowly said, "What's wrong? Has that young master woken up yet?"

At the moment she came into view, Xiao Xuan had already run to the entrance of the nunnery. Her expression changed slightly, and she merely glanced at her senior sister before her, remaining silent for a long while.

The entire nunnery was as still as water, with only the incense and candles burning quietly around it, casting a misty haze.

The woman suddenly stood up and turned around to see that it was the head disciple—Feng Tingyu. Her face had already changed color, her eyes fixed on her junior sister, and she sighed, "Xiao Xuan, when did you become so rebellious? Why don't you listen to your senior sister anymore? This person absolutely cannot be kept here, but you dared to bring him back here to heal. Do you know that we had already planned to set off down the mountain to find Master, and there's also the Martial Arts Tournament? If this matter delays our plans, or if Master finds out that we dared to bring a boy back to her sect, the situation will be dire."

Xiao Xuan didn't raise her head, tears glistening in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Senior sister... Master often advises us to do a good deed every day. Are we just going to stand by and watch him die? Anyway, there are still more than half a month left before the Martial Arts Tournament. We can definitely make it in time to find Master."

Feng Tingyu had already slowly walked over, her brows furrowed, and said in a deep voice, "We'll talk about this later. How is that young master? Has he woken up yet?"

"That young master seems to be in great pain, his head is covered in cold sweat. What should we do now? Perhaps I should go find a doctor..."

Feng Tingyu sighed sadly, interrupting her, and said softly, "This is a last resort. You know that we can't take in boys here. If we rashly go find a doctor to treat that young master's injuries, wouldn't that make this matter public?"

Xiao Xuan lowered her head and said slowly, "By the way, Senior Sister, it was really unbelievable that that young master fell from the sky just now. His origins are unknown. Judging from his clothes and appearance, he shouldn't be from the Central Plains. I wonder which sect he belongs to..."

Before she could finish speaking, a scream of "Ah!" suddenly came from the direction of the west wing of the backyard. Feng Tingyu and Xiao Xuan's expressions were already trembling with fright at the sound.

Feng Tingyu's gaze shifted, and she took Xiao Xuan's hand, exclaiming, "It must be that young master's voice! Let's hurry and see clearly!"

Feng Tingyu, holding Xiao Xuan's hand, dashed towards the west wing of the courtyard. After passing through countless alleys and several rooms, she suddenly saw that the man in the room had woken up. Judging from his panicked expression, she hesitated for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and softly said, "Young master, you've finally woken up?"

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, this man—that is, me—finally fully woke up. At this moment, I lay flat on a wooden bed, my drowsy eyes slowly opening. The first thing that caught my eye was a wooden bed that looked like it belonged to an ancient person, and a refreshing sandalwood scent.

Xiao Xuan immediately walked to the bedside. Seeing that the man she had never met before had cold hands and feet, she couldn't help but say in a trembling voice, "Young master, are you feeling unwell? Why don't you tell us the truth?"

I opened my mouth, but couldn't utter a single word. In the blink of an eye, I found that a woman I had never met before was standing in front of me!

My eyes flashed, and I exclaimed, "Ah! You...who are you? I...am I dead?"

Feng Tingyu followed slowly behind, saying softly, "Young Master, please rest assured. This is the territory of Xuanwu Mountain. Just now, my junior sister and I saw you fall from the sky nearby. What exactly happened? Why didn't you immediately shatter into pieces after falling from the sky? This matter truly baffles us."

I touched my chest, trembling, and said, "Fell from the sky? I...right, I think I was shot in the chest by that guy surnamed Sun. Where is the bullet?"

Xiao Xuan, hearing my tense hesitation, suddenly picked up the bullet from the ground and said in a deep voice, "Is this what you mean, Young Master? Just now, I saw you covered in blood and removed this thing hidden deep in your chest. So this little thing is called a bullet."

At this moment, I stared at them in astonishment. My intuition told me that my chest was still throbbing with pain. Although I didn't know where I was, I saw... Before me stood a pair of ethereal women in ancient attire. In the blink of an eye, my expression changed. I grabbed her hand and, without asking anything else, shouted, "Where am I? Tell me!"

Xiao Xuan's hand stung from my grip, and her face flushed red, instantly transforming into a lively expression. She cried out, "Ouch! Young master! Please be more dignified!"

Feng Tingyu looked at me on the bed with watery eyes and said slowly, "Young master, please calm down. We are disciples of Xuanwu Mountain. You can call me Feng Tingyu. I am the eldest disciple here, and this is my junior sister, Xiao Xuan. Seeing that your injuries were quite severe, I risked bringing you back here so that you could rest and recuperate, and I could also heal your wounds. But you must agree to one condition: you must not step out of this room."

Looking at this beauty, she appeared to be in her early twenties, with slightly sunken cheeks, prominent cheekbones, and bright, sparkling eyes. One look was enough to tell that she was no ordinary woman.

A sudden panic shot through me, like a needle prick. I jumped up, my heart pounding, and shouted, "Xuanwu Mountain? What nonsense are you spouting! What the hell are you talking about?!"

Xiao Xuan was visibly moved. She forcefully shoved my hand away, gritting her teeth as she berated me, "How dare you! How dare you insult my senior sister! Let go! Your clothes make you look like a ghost! You look neither human nor ghost!"

Feng Tingyu's expression changed drastically. She glanced coldly at her junior sister and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Xuan, don't be rude!"

I collapsed onto the wooden bed, utterly exhausted, like a wax figure. My face was pale with terror, my soul seemed to have flown to the heavens, and I remained silent for a long time. 'What happened? Where am I?' I cried out anxiously in my heart, 'This is a dream! Heaven, please have mercy and stop playing tricks on me!' In an instant! Feng Tingyu and Xiao Xuan, the two young maids, glanced at the man. He had a strikingly handsome face, with striking, masculine eyebrows. Then, their attention fell on his jeans, which were surprisingly tight, constricting his lower body and revealing a large bulge between his legs!

This alluring sight instantly stirred the hearts of these two naive young girls! Each felt a stirring of lust, marveling that the young man before them must possess an unparalleled size!

Such a captivating yet awe-inspiring quantity!

Feng Tingyu blushed slightly and smiled gently. Her smile resembled a blooming lily, then, in a blink, it resembled a smile as radiant as a rose. She then turned to me and continued, "Yes, may I ask if you, sir, come from beyond the Great Wall? Judging from your attire, you are probably not from the Central Plains."

At this moment, I suddenly glanced down and saw that I was still wearing the same jeans as before, but with a tight, sleeveless top. The top was very tight, enveloping my chest, making my pectoral muscles particularly prominent.

I was deeply moved. She seemed to be a quick-witted person. At that moment, she truly had a charming smile that deeply touched my heart.

After a long silence, I couldn't suppress the worry in my mind any longer, and blurted out, "Beyond the Great Wall? Where...where exactly is this place? I...I'm from Beijing, China. My name is Liu Rui."

Feng Tingyu, seeing my panicked expression, paused slightly, then smiled and said, "So it's Young Master Liu. Beijing, China? Which region governs this? This is Qin territory."

I exhaled a gasp of surprise, opened my eyes slightly, and said blankly, "Qin...Qin? Am I dreaming? Have I returned to ancient times? I can't believe it...I simply can't believe it! You're fabricating this!"

"Young Master Liu, please calm down. It wouldn't be good if your wounds reopened. This is indeed the Eastern Region of the Central Plains, and you are currently in our territory, which is under the jurisdiction of the Xuanwu Sect,"

Feng Tingyu said softly.

Her words made my heart sink. I opened my eyes wide and stared blankly at the two women, who were leaning against each other's slender waists. I sighed and asked hastily, "It seems I have indeed returned to ancient times. I really don't know how to explain this to you, but I am indeed a person from the future. I don't belong here..."

In the blink of an eye, I secretly watched as their faces gradually flushed red. Their slightly rosy cheeks softened my heart. Just looking at these captivating young women, their beauty was worlds apart from that of women in the 21st century.

Before long, my deep gaze finally couldn't help but stealthily linger on the cleavage revealed by their low-cut dresses. At this moment, Xiao Xuan was also startled, because she seemed to feel the man lying on the bed staring at her cleavage with lustful eyes.

Seeing this, Xiao Xuan, who had been standing silently to the side, was stunned and exclaimed, "Is this true? Is Young Master Liu really from the future? No wonder he wasn't injured after falling from such a height! This young master is extraordinary... Senior Sister, why is this young master's groin reacting?"

Feng Tingyu, upon hearing this, was also startled and immediately took several steps back, quietly looking at the man on the bed, her face showing a look of utter bewilderment.

Feng Tingyu immediately drew a sharp sword from beside her slender waist. The sword flashed, and she screamed at me in a trembling voice, "You... what do you think this place is? How dare you act so presumptuously here!"

Xiao Xuan seemed unable to withstand the shock before her, her heart pounding wildly. A rare, alluring smile appeared on her face, and she suddenly said shyly, "Senior Sister, I guess this Young Master Liu is probably exhausted. Let's give him some quiet space to rest and recuperate! We can make other arrangements after his injuries are fully healed."

Feng Tingyu was startled again, stopped, sheathed her sword, and said in a deep voice, " "Alright, once this young master has rested a bit, please leave immediately. After all, the rules here prohibit any man from stepping in. If the other female disciples see this man... and then tell Master... sigh! I don't know how I'll clean up this mess then."

Xiao Xuan immediately turned around and said to me sweetly, "Young Master Liu, I'm leaving. If you need any help, just call out to me; my room is nearby."

Before she could finish, Feng Tingyu interrupted, "Aren't you leaving?"

Xiao Xuan looked up abruptly and said, "Oh! I understand!"

"At the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), I'll come back here to prepare tea and a meal for you. Please don't think about anything, young master, just rest here peacefully!"

Xiao Xuan then quietly lowered her head and said to me.

At this moment, my mind began to wander, and I lay on the bed without any emotion. At this moment, I trembled violently, and beads of cold sweat gradually appeared on my forehead. Suddenly, I thought of the hazy and terrifying days ahead, and the torment in my heart almost tore my chest in half, rushing straight into my body and tearing apart my fragile soul.

My gaze followed Xiao Xuan's back away from the wooden bed, and my body trembled involuntarily, shaking like a willow in a violent wind. Finally, I collapsed on the bed, tears streaming down my face, and cried out in anguish, "Waaah...waaah...waaah...what is Yin Shi...what happened? If you want me to suffer this mental pain, you might as well just arrest me and put me in jail! You surnamed Sun! Come and arrest me! Come here! Waaah...waaah..."

"Senior sister, that young master's lower body seemed quite amazing..."

Xiao Xuan's surprised voice faintly reached my ears from the doorway.

Feng Tingyu remained silent for a long while before scolding, "Shh! Xiao Xuan, don't be so presumptuous!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu abruptly turned around, stealing another glance at the man on the bed. In less than a moment, a flurry of thoughts filled her, instantly turning her face bright red. Without waiting for her junior sister's steps, she dashed out like an arrow.

"Senior sister! Senior sister! What's wrong? Wait...wait for me..."

Her voice grew weaker until nothing could be heard anymore.

When I was alone in the room, the entire environment was silent. My face was filled with anxiety as I continued to hoarsely murmur, "I remember being shot by that guy surnamed Sun! The bullet was even pulled from my chest, which means this unbelievable thing really happened! I'm not dreaming! But what should I do now? No! I have to think of a way, I must be able to escape from here and go back to the future, I must be able to…"

I don't know how much time passed, but I remained lying on the wooden bed, completely still, tears streaming down my face, flowing continuously for most of the day. The long time slipped by quietly, and I cried until I was exhausted, finally feeling drowsy, and my tear-filled eyes closed unconsciously.

Outside the window, the sky was dim, and inside, it was pitch black. At this moment, the deathly silence perfectly represented me, fast asleep in bed. Suddenly, I was startled awake by the sound of footsteps approaching like arrows. The door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and Xiao Xuan rushed into the room, panting, shouting, "Young Master Liu! Wake up! We need to leave here!"

Chapter 3: The Heaven-Slaying Scheme.

I was still groggy and startled for a while, then opened my eyes wide and exclaimed, "What happened?"

Xiao Xuan rushed to the bedside anxiously, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up in the blink of an eye, saying loudly and urgently, "We can talk about this later. I'm here to take you away. We need to get out of here quickly!"

Before she finished speaking, several figures rushed into my view from outside the room, accompanied by loud laughter!

"Hahaha! Let's see where you can run to! If you want a quick and painless death, or if you don't want to die a gruesome death, quickly tell me the whereabouts of your master, Abbess Dingyi!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoxuan immediately pulled me back three feet and pushed me to the window, her face changing color as she said, "Young Master Liu, I'll cover you! You should escape from here first!"

I immediately glanced at the group of people outside the room, my eyes flashing, and exclaimed, "These people... who are they?"

At this moment, Xiaoxuan was already standing in front of me, protecting my safety. Suddenly, I heard her whisper softly in my ear, "Young Master Liu, listen to me, you have..." "As long as the mountain stands, there's no firewood to burn! If we are destined to meet again, wait for each other at midnight at the City God Temple, ten miles outside the city. You hurry up and go!"

As I was still gazing ahead, I heard a sinister voice laughing in my ear: "Hahaha! You won't escape from here!"

The leader of the black-clad men suddenly raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly, "Brothers! Why aren't you attacking? The Palace Master said that not a single one can be left alive! Kill them all without mercy!"

With that shout, I saw that each of the black-clad men had drawn their knives, their faces full of murderous intent, and they had already rushed into the bedroom and surrounded Xiaoxuan and me!

Under the moonlit night, blades gleamed, their cold light filling the air. Each of the men in black frantically slashed at Xiaoxuan, their blades striking simultaneously, the air itself whistling with the force of their attacks. But Xiaoxuan instantly drew a sharp sword, her expression calm and composed, as if she had everything under control, and repelled the nameless attackers one by one.

Half of my body trembled with fear at the sight of the silver blades before me, my face ashen, beads of sweat streaming down my cheeks. I stood frozen in shock, too terrified to move an inch or utter a sound.

Xiao Xuan's sharp sword clashed incessantly with the enemy's blade. She was outnumbered and outgunned, and suddenly shouted at me, "Why aren't you leaving?! If you're any later, you'll be dead!"

Before she finished speaking, without even looking up, Xiao Xuan lightly struck my chest with her palm. A loud "pop" followed by a "crack" as the window shattered, and I was thrown far outside.

As I lay on the ground, my chest aching, my legs weak and unable to stand, tears welling in my eyes, I cried out, "Xiao Xuan! If I leave like this, what will happen to you? And where is your senior sister? Where is she now?"

I heard Xiao Xuan, still inside the bedroom, shout at me, "Senior sister is fighting the enemy in the east wing! Don't worry about us anymore! Get out of here first!"

At that moment, I could almost hear the clanging of swords clashing inside the bedroom. Just then, a figure, accompanied by a seductive laugh that sent shivers down my spine, floated down from the willow tree beside the courtyard! I felt my courage shatter and my strength utterly drained. I abruptly shouted at the dark figure who had suddenly appeared before me, "You...who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am. The most important thing is whether you want to keep your life or not,"

a voice suddenly rang out as it flew by.

The dark figure flew over my head like a ghost, floated to the rooftop, smiled, and then swiftly turned and pounced on the ground, rolling several times before standing right in front of me!

I stared in terror at the man in black before me, my whole body trembling instantly. My eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets, my numb knees buckled to the ground, and my voice, hoarse from screaming, cried out, "Heroic hero, I truly know nothing! I don't even know where I am! Please, have mercy and spare my life!"

The man in black raised an eyebrow, then burst into laughter, his eyes flashing with a dazzling light. He sneered, "What did you just call me? You called me a hero? Hehehe… Who wants to be a hero?"

I felt as if I had lost my mind. Ignoring his own safety, he knelt before the man in black, crying out, "Great hero, please don't kill me! I really don't know anything, I'm innocent! Please have mercy!"

The man in black glanced at the kneeling man, his face already pale, and gritted his teeth, saying, "If you still dare to call me a great hero, I'll immediately let you experience the power of this poisoned flying guillotine! When the poison takes hold, I'll take your dog's life!" As soon as

he finished speaking, my eyes lit up, and the flying guillotine he mentioned was thrown right at my chest! But suddenly, a gust of wind swept across the ground, and I immediately heard the clang of steel barrels and iron swords clashing.

To my surprise, a shrill, frantic shout rang out: "You wicked villain! Don't even think about harming this young master!"

At that moment, I froze, my body swayed slightly, and I staggered back several times on the ground like a mad dog. Then, I looked up and suddenly realized that the one who had helped me out of the predicament and blocked the blood droplet was none other than Xiao Xuan's senior sister—Feng Tingyu.

The man in black suddenly retracted the blood-dripping dropper that was still floating in mid-air, his eyes filled with rage. He sneered, "Hahaha! The protagonist has finally appeared! I thought you were surrounded by my men in the east wing! You'd better be sensible and tell me your master's whereabouts. Why suffer this physical pain? If you tell me her whereabouts, I might spare your life!"

Feng Tingyu continued to brandish her sword, her face calm despite the shock. She gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "How could the mere martial arts of the Yin Gui Sect possibly trouble me? I know you are a spy sent by the Yin Gui Sect! You and the Xuanwu Sect in the eastern region have always kept to yourselves, and we are even one of the five major sects that have formed a united front. Today, your palace master, seeing that my master had descended the mountain, actually sent people to ambush and raze Xuanwu Mountain to the ground. Your actions are truly despicable and unforgivable! I swear I will repay you all one day!"

"Young Master Liu, I'll cover you! You escape through the back door! Let me deal with this wretched woman!"

Suddenly, her sweet yet urgent voice reached my ears.

I stared intently at the woman in black before me, trembling as I asked, "You... what did you say? This woman in black is actually a woman?"

At this moment, I was already terrified by what had happened that night. Through my hazy vision, I could only see her slender figure, her long, flowing hair cascading over her shoulders, her forehead covered in sweat, and blood trickling from the corner of her mouth as she stood nearby. In a flash, I saw that she held a blood-stained sword in her hand, its crimson light still flashing. Without another word, she lunged forward and engaged the woman in black in several fierce exchanges.

"Clang! Thump! Thump! Clang! Clang! Thump!"

Suddenly, thick dust billowed before my eyes, followed by a series of earth-shattering roars that vibrated my eardrums and caused the willow leaves around the courtyard to fall like raindrops.

I trembled all over, forced back three feet by their clash. My ears seemed to ring with the sound of metal clashing against metal. Still afraid to get up, I quickly prostrated myself and asked in a trembling voice, "Your mouth is bleeding! How can you possibly fight these people? And Xiao Xuan is still fighting another group in her room."

Feng Tingyu's voice was hoarse, and she didn't turn around. Suddenly, she said, "Don't worry about us! You have to leave! Almost all the disciples have perished. If you don't leave now, you'll miss your chance!" Feng Tingyu

and I exchanged a glance. Although I couldn't see her anxious eyes in the chaos, now that we were in this situation, I knew that if we didn't escape this dangerous place now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After a long period of panic, I finally mustered the courage to secretly stand up.

In the chaos, just inches away, the man in black suddenly turned around and shouted at me, "Not a single one of you will leave here alive! Die!"

Before he finished speaking, I heard a whooshing sound of a sleeve whistling through the air. Enraged, the man in black threw a dart-like object at my chest. With a "whoosh," I screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Feng Tingyu was startled. She looked at the man lying on the ground, then turned to glare at the man in black before her. Her face changed color, and she said angrily, "You... what a vicious method! You actually used your sect's unique poison dart! Now I will kill you with the Xuanwu Sword Technique! I will take your filthy life to avenge the massacre of my family today!" With

that, Feng Tingyu gripped her long sword, her feet sinking into the ground, and she pounced on the man in black like a madwoman, stabbing him repeatedly.

In this situation, I felt my blood rushing through my body, my chest gradually losing sensation, as if it were becoming numb. Through my blurred vision, I vaguely saw Feng Tingyu, in an attempt to avenge me, unleashing a series of rapid attacks to relentlessly entangle the man in black. In an instant, the man in black proved to be exceptionally skilled, his moves lightning-fast and unstoppable. After exchanging over thirty blows, Feng Tingyu seemed about to be forced back to a corner of the courtyard.

Seeing that there was no way forward or backward, Feng Tingyu's gaze shifted, and she suddenly threw a powder resembling lightning powder onto the ground!

With a "poof," it flew over the man in black's head, floated to the ground, rolled several times, and immediately lifted the man still lying on the ground. Her legs seemed to have exerted all their strength as she sank down, like a large butterfly spreading its wings, instantly disappearing without a trace from this perilous place.

At this moment, the man in black looked ashen-faced, his heart seething with rage as he muttered through gritted teeth, "Damn it! They escaped!"

Suddenly, several men in black rushed out of the room, each carrying a woman covered in knife wounds, barely breathing.

"Senior Sister! We've captured one of the Xuanwu Sect disciples alive. She seems to still have a breath left. Should we take her head and report to the Palace Master?"

A smile crept across the black-clad figure's lips, though her eyes remained icy cold. Suddenly, she ripped the black cloth from her face, revealing herself to be a woman—Yang Jingxiang, the eldest disciple of the Yin Gui Sect and the designated successor of the legendary female saint of the Divine Sect.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jingxiang laughed maliciously, "Hahaha! Heaven is on my side! Spare her life for now, but cut off the heads of everyone else here! Then we must immediately ride back to the palace tonight to report everything to the Palace Master!"

Chapter 4: First Night

Ten miles outside Hongliu City lay a secluded grassland, devoid of any human presence. As Feng Tingyu traversed the desolate plains on the Yellow Mud Mountain Road, still bewildered and unsure of her surroundings, she suddenly looked up and saw a dilapidated temple, still silent and deserted, standing before her on the distant spring.

In a semi-conscious state, I slightly opened my mouth and cried out, "I...it's so painful...my body hurts so much..."

"It'll be alright soon! Let's go hide in that

dilapidated temple!" At this moment, Feng Tingyu was overjoyed, and together with me, who was clinging to her, we ran straight to the abandoned temple. Indeed, the four walls of the temple were deserted, and in front of the inner hall, there was only a statue of a deity that had been left behind. The offerings on the altar table seemed to have been eaten by the surrounding rats, leaving almost nothing. Before long, she stopped worrying too much and immediately placed me on a patch of dusty ground.

"Ah!"

Feng Tingyu suddenly heard an aftershock that sounded like a cry of pain.

Feng Tingyu shuddered and rushed to my side, exclaiming, "Young Master Liu, how are you feeling?"

She immediately turned to look at the man before her. His hands were swollen to several times their size, black as lacquer and fiery red. His face was completely bloodless, pale as ice, and he seemed unable to speak, his lips trembling. Seeing

this, Feng Tingyu felt a pang of pain in her heart, and tears streamed down her face, glistening as she said, "Young Master Liu, how are you feeling? You look so miserable. I bet you've been poisoned by that wretched woman's Nine Yin Hundred Bone Poison! I can't just stand by and do nothing. I must use my powers to expel all the poison from your body before it takes hold."

At that moment, I struggled violently, a sharp, excruciating pain surging through my chest, my breath coming in shallow gasps. She slightly opened her eyes, bewildered, and said, "What...what? The Nine Yin Hundred Bone Poison...what kind of poison is it? Am I...am I going to die?"

Feng Tingyu's face showed anxiety, but she still looked quietly at the man in front of her. After a while, her voice became hoarse from crying, and she suddenly said, "No! I will definitely not let you die! There's no time to lose, I'll heal you now! The only difficulty is...I need you to take off your clothes so I can do it, what do you think, Young Master Liu?"

In an instant! Just as I was about to answer her, for some reason my vision blurred, my body began to tremble, and even my breathing became more and more difficult and weaker.

"I...I'm so cold...I can't see anything...Am I...am I going to die?"

I held her arm tightly with one hand, my voice gradually weakening until I couldn't hear anything anymore, and suddenly everything went black.

At this moment, I couldn't help but open my bloodshot, glowing eyes wide open. My whole body felt like it was about to faint from the pain, tears streaming down my face. The veins and veins on my skin stood out, and my penis swelled dramatically, a hot, burning energy throbbing at the glans. At

that moment, Feng Tingyu felt a chill run down her spine, looking at me with terrified fear, her face pale. "Young Master Liu, you must hold on! I'll heal you right now, you'll be alright!"

"Ah! I don't want to die… Help me… I…"

After a long while, a look of utter terror crossed my face, and with a scream, I collapsed weakly into her arms.

In this moment, just as Feng Tingyu saw the man's hands fall, as if the poison within him had reached his heart, and he instantly lost his last breath, she screamed hoarsely, "Young Master Liu! Young Master Liu! Don't die! I can definitely save you! You mustn't give up on yourself!"

As she spoke, Feng Tingyu disregarded her status as a daughter of the Feng family and her own shame, immediately kneeling up and stripping the man of his clothes.

Suddenly, Feng Tingyu's heart skipped a beat, and she trembled as she lowered her head, her eyes fixed on the already erect, thick, black thing before her. She thought to herself in shock, "Heavens! Such a magnificent, iron-like penis! I wonder if my brother's genitals are like this young master's?" As she thought this, her body trembled, her jade-like face turning crimson, her gaze following the man's astonishing act, making her blush and her heart race.

Panting heavily for a few moments, Feng Tingyu, for some unknown reason, reached out a trembling, delicate hand and gently touched the dark, fleshy rod. She stammered, "Young Master Liu...did you hear what I said? I'll help you expel the toxins now...you must hold on..."

Before long, Feng Tingyu had truly regained her composure. Even though she seemed terrified by the astonishing rod before her, saving a life was more important than a seven-story pagoda, and she couldn't care less about anything else. In an instant, she sat behind the man, ready to save his life.

"Buzz...buzz...buzz..."

The sound of her healing continued to hum throughout the dilapidated temple, and occasionally, faint wisps of white smoke would rise from Feng Tingyu's palms.

Even after a short while, Feng Tingyu's palms remained pressed tightly against her back, her eyes closed, and fragrant beads of sweat gradually forming on her oval face as she wholeheartedly healed the man.

In this deep, silent space, I, who had been unconscious, gradually regained my strength. But before long, I felt the toxins hidden in my abdomen gradually forming a strange energy that surged to my mouth, and I vomited it out unexpectedly!

After a while, strands of black, liquid-like toxic blood gushed from deep in my throat, and I cried out, "Oh! Ah!"

Feng Tingyu was startled to hear the young master in front of her make a faint sound, the echo still reverberating around the dilapidated temple. She looked up abruptly and said, "Young Master Liu! You've finally woken up! I've finally saved you!"

As she spoke, she slowly withdrew her inner energy and stopped circulating her power, saying, "What you just vomited out was the Nine Yin Hundred Bone Poison, a unique poison from the South. Anyone poisoned by this..." "If a person doesn't expel the toxins within the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, their body will swell up, and they will surely die. Even the Jade Emperor descending to earth wouldn't be able to save them then." Before she

finished speaking, I slightly opened my eyes, my limbs still weak, blood trickling from my mouth. I whispered, "Am I already dead?"

Hearing this, Feng Tingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, gripping my bare shoulders tightly, and said, "Silly girl, you're alright now. If you were dead, how could you see me here?"

"I...I'm alright? Why do I still feel so swollen? And my lower body too..."

I wiped the remaining blood from the corner of my mouth, lowered my head slightly, and suddenly realized I was completely naked. I was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "Oh my god! Where are my clothes?"

A blush immediately spread across her face, and she rolled her eyes at me, shyly handing me my jeans and a sleeveless bodysuit. She said bashfully, "Yes...I was in such a hurry just now that I put my clothes on and treated your wounds naked, but we're a man and a woman, so please put these on quickly!"

Feng Tingyu slightly opened her starry eyes, glanced at the man dressing before her, and said in a trembling voice, "Young Master Liu, could you promise me something?"

I nodded, still half-naked, and we exchanged a knowing smile. I said gratefully, "Promise you something? You're my savior! Even if it means going through fire and water, I'll do it! Even if it costs me my life, I'll do it without hesitation!"

Feng Tingyu's heart warmed at my words. She lowered her head shyly and said softly, "It's not as serious as you make it out to be. I just want to ask you not to reveal what happened today. Consider it repaying my life-saving grace."

I feigned ignorance, asking her with a puzzled expression, "What happened today? You mean the attack?"

"Do you want me to explain myself clearly? It's about that matter!"

Feng Tingyu grumbled, exasperated.

Seeing the pretty woman in front of me almost jump at my antics, I couldn't help but want to laugh, but I managed to restrain myself. Her conflicted expression of love and hate almost made me chuckle.

I continued, feigning confusion, "Which matter are you referring to? Do you mean helping me with my magic and saving my life?"

"I really regret saving your life! How could you be so dense? I already gave you a hint!"

Seeing that I was still puzzled, she gazed at me with bright eyes and said, "I want you to promise me you won't tell anyone that I once saw you naked! Especially my junior sister and my master!"

After saying this, she immediately blushed and turned away, sitting quietly back-to-back in the dilapidated temple. She seemed silent, but judging from her wasp waist and two soft, full buttocks, she appeared particularly shy at that moment.

In this scene, as I stared in astonishment at her exquisite figure, which exuded a captivating and elegant charm, I stood speechless in the corner of the dilapidated temple, my heart trembling slightly. For a long time, I dared not utter a sound. After a long silence,

I walked heavily to her side and sat down on her right. She immediately shifted to her left, but I trembled and pressed myself closer. After a moment of restraint, I finally grasped her shoulder with one hand and gently stroked her hand with the other.

Suddenly, Feng Tingyu lowered her rosy cheeks, clearly very shy. Her face was flushed, and she pushed away my hand that was holding her shoulder, saying in a trembling voice, "Young Master Liu... please have some self-respect! You can't do this... My junior sister might come here to meet us later. If she sees us like this, it will be terrible..."

I gently stroked her hair, then lightly touched her smooth neck, and said softly, "Miss Feng, thank you for saving my life. Can I call you Xiaoyu from now on?"

Feng Tingyu trembled, but a sweet smile appeared on her lips.

"Xiaoyu, do you believe that fate really exists in this world?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu's eyes were alluring, and she was momentarily stunned, suddenly looking up at me. To calm her down, I casually continued, "I'm a firm believer in fate. Think about it, I came here from the future, went through a panic, and was ultimately saved by you. Wouldn't you say that's fate between us?"

Feng Tingyu's face flushed even more, as if she had applied a layer of rouge, vibrant and full of springtime charm. Her delicate, petal-like lips parted repeatedly, her breath sweet as orchids. She stared at me with wide eyes and said, "What kind of nonsense is that! Didn't my junior sister also come with me to save you?"

Suddenly, I stared intently at the delicate features on her oval face, my whole body seemingly swallowing repeatedly, like a child seeing a delicious candy, drooling with longing.

After a moment, I swallowed several times, gently kissed her earlobe, and whispered in her ear, "But I just fell in love with you at first sight, and your beautiful face is unforgettable. I don't even realize I've started to have feelings for you."

At this moment, Feng Tingyu suddenly stood up, her emotions surging, and rushed to the altar table. She was clearly holding her breath, gritting her teeth and saying angrily, "Young Master Liu, please don't go so far as to do such a disgraceful thing in front of the altar! If you continue to be disrespectful to me, I will definitely not show you any mercy! Also, don't call me Xiaoyu anymore!"

I walked step by step towards her trembling body, and gently whispered in her ear, " "Alas! How short is life! We should live well and love passionately! Since I can no longer return to the future world, and yet we have the chance to meet in this unfamiliar place, and even fall in love with you, wouldn't it be wonderful if we had the opportunity to be together?"

Feng Tingyu looked at this man, a tall and handsome figure with piercing eyes and an imposing presence, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Don't talk nonsense here... I have never met you before, and besides... I already have someone I love in my heart."

Upon hearing her say this, my heart shattered, and tears of blood flowed uncontrollably. I suddenly lunged at her, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her violently, shouting, "You're not kidding me, are you? It can't be such a coincidence. Why are you deceiving your own feelings? I know you're interested in me, otherwise you wouldn't have saved me time and time again. Am I right? Answer me!"

Feng Tingyu pushed me away, rolled her eyes at me, and angrily yelled, "Young Master Liu, please stop! I already have someone I love, and she's the future successor of the Tianlong Sect. Please stop your delusions!" "I've got an idea!"

Hearing her say that, I tried my best to suppress my anger, and my emotions immediately calmed down. Then I turned my gaze to Feng Tingyu, who was blushing and panting, and kept coaxing her, "I don't care who will be the successor of the Tianlong Sect. I only know that I have feelings for you now. Xiaoyu, I will do my best to treat you well and make sure you live a happy life every day from now on. I sincerely promise you!"

After a while, the whole space became dead silent. I looked at her face, which was as cold as ice, and her brows began to furrow, as if there were some things she couldn't tell me.

After a while, I couldn't hold back anymore. My whole body trembled slightly, and I reached out and gently rubbed her breasts outside her clothes. At first, she resisted slightly, but after all, she was still a young girl who had just fallen in love and was inexperienced in the ways of the world. Before long, she couldn't resist the magic of my passionate hands and finally let me touch her to my heart's content.

Suddenly, Feng Tingyu pushed my hand away for some reason. Her eyes, glistening with tears, narrowed as she hoarsely said to me, "No! No! Why do this? What will it look like if my junior sister or someone passing by sees us?"

At this moment, I was consumed by lust, so while coaxing her, I forcefully pulled off her simple blue robe, quickly assuring her, "It's alright, no one will know there's a dilapidated temple in such a remote place. You can rest assured!"

Then, with the urge to strike while the iron was hot, I proceeded... He quickly unbuttoned her blouse, then reached inside to grasp her breasts, gently kneading and rubbing them. He kissed her delicate face, then panted, "Little Yu, your breasts are so smooth and soft. May I take them off to see what your areolas look like?"

Feng Tingyu suddenly snapped out of her daze, her eyes widening as she glared at me, saying, "No! Young Master Liu, please let me go! We really can't do something so shameful... I really can't do anything to betray Brother Yiding... Don't force me... No..."

Before I could finish speaking, I was like a hungry tiger, immediately bending down and pouncing on her upper body, pressing her down onto the dusty ground. "Xiaoyu, let's play!"

I said, stripping off all the remaining clothes from her body.

At this moment, when Feng Tingyu saw me violating her pure and flawless body like this, her face changed color. She pushed me away forcefully, cried out in alarm, and said hatefully, "You scoundrel! If you don't stop, I'll make you die by my sword!"

As she spoke, she desperately tried to draw the famous sword from her waist.

Little did I know that I had anticipated her every move. I quickly tossed the sword into a corner of the dilapidated temple, a cold, icy smile playing on my lips. My voice trembled as I spoke: "Xiaoyu, do you know that you really do look a bit like a certain beauty from my time... like that famous model, Sonia Sui!"

Feng Tingyu's face was streaked with tears as she gritted her teeth and said hatefully, "I... I don't know who your Sonia Sui is... Let me go..." At this moment,

my courage grew without my noticing. Before long, I began to touch her breasts like a hungry wolf, humming, "No! I want you! Xiaoyu, I need you so much! Give it to me!"

In this moment, I ruthlessly tore off her blue robe! The instant it came into my view, I froze, my eyes fixed, and I stood motionless on top of her, admiring the remaining garments on her body.

Suddenly, suppressing my surging desire, I glanced at her. She was wearing a small, thin, white silk bodice embroidered with budding lotus flowers. The neckline was low, her breasts almost spilling out, her two fleshy peaks pert and swaying precariously.

Stunned for a moment, I slowly followed her alabaster-white skin with my impatient gaze, fixing it on a fabric-like lower garment beneath her. I realized that women in ancient times really didn't wear underwear, and her private parts were only partially concealed by this paper-thin garment.

"My God! You are as beautiful as a celestial being! Even Guanyin Bodhisattva cannot compare to you!"

I exclaimed, swallowing hard, and abruptly, my trembling fingers lifted the bodice. For some reason, Feng Tingyu, her eyes still half-closed with sleep, glanced at me sideways. She immediately stopped my rubbing with one hand and shouted, "No! Stop! Help!"

Seeing this, I quickly covered her screaming mouth, bent down, and gently kissed her rosy cheek. My hands, however, continued to knead her breasts tightly, and I whispered in her ear, "Xiaoyu, if you really don't want to give it to me, you can tell me honestly and stop me. The truth is, you don't, because you're already wet down there. Am I right?" Feng

Tingyu, as a member of the Xuanwu Sect... Having been a disciple for many years, and possessing profound cultivation, I couldn't help but show a look of shock at this act of violation. I discovered that half of my body was indeed numb, and even her smooth armpits exuded an alluring fragrance. My vision gradually became blurry and indistinct, my brows furrowed, and I bit my lips slightly, saying in a trembling voice, "I...no...don't say such deceitful things in front of me..."

Although there was a thin silk bodice between us, I felt that her breasts were quite elastic, comparable to those of my ex-wife, and quite enjoyable to rub.

Suddenly, Feng Tingyu let out a soft "hmm," then slightly raised her eyebrows. Her breathing seemed to be deep and irregular, as if she had become a pitiful little woman, weak all over and about to be played with.

Feng Tingyu said in a deep voice, "Stop it now... I... I can't... I can't betray Brother Yiding..."

I vigorously rubbed and kneaded her breasts for a while, then touched her jade-like legs. Following those jade-like and snow-white legs, I touched her already wet vulva for the first time in less than half a moment!

At first, I was still touching her through her lower garment. At this time, she seemed to have closed her eyes slightly, and she was occasionally letting out soft moans. Later, I simply tore off her lower garment and groped inside, following her neat pubic hair, and finally gently scratched at her vulva for a while.

As expected, she didn't stop me. She only gently pushed my arm, moaning softly, as if crying out, "I...don't...want...you...make...me...so itchy...stop it..."

Before she could finish speaking, I immediately started rubbing her clitoris with my fingers, because that's a woman's most sensitive spot. Even if she kept saying no a hundred or a thousand times, at this point, she had no choice but to give in. Feng Tingyu was already aroused, and the lustful fluid in her clitoris had been aroused to the point of trickling out.

Hearing her trembling moans, I simply pressed harder inside, and then, with a strong push, I inserted my middle and index fingers slightly, even turning them around a couple of times. Suddenly, I felt that it was tight and slippery inside, and my two fingers quickly withdrew before they were fully inserted.

Feng Tingyu suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened, and then she tightly closed her legs, looking panicked as she cried out, "Ah... oh dear... you actually... no... take it out... quick... it hurts so much... ah..."

I still covered her mouth, biting her ear and whispering, "What if I don't take it out? Now you're at my mercy, so open your arms and let me play with you!"

Just then, Feng Tingyu was stunned, her face turning red, too shocked to speak.

In the blink of an eye, without even raising her head, her knee, as hard as stone, slammed into my defenseless groin. There was a loud "thud," followed by a scream of "Ah!" In the blink of an eye, I felt like a rooster whose head had just been chopped off, rolling on the ground, yelling, "Ah! Why did you kick my groin? It hurts so much! It's all over! Everything's ruined!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu's eyes immediately... Tears welled in her eyes, and she choked out, "You shameless womanizer! Not only have you not repaid my kindness, but you've turned on me with your treachery! If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'll take your surname from now on!"

With that, she abruptly pulled up her blouse, her arms suddenly trembling as she swiftly covered her naked body with it. With a light leap, she stood up and rolled on the ground. The sharp sword I had tossed into the corner of the temple was now in her hand!

At that moment, I was still struggling and rolling on the ground. As I cried out in extreme pain, I was horrified to see that her face was already deathly pale from the earlier assault, her expression cold and expressionless, even appearing exceptionally gaunt and indifferent. She was already brandishing the gleaming sword, ready to stab me!

My heart skipped a beat. In the firelight, I knew things were going terribly wrong. I quickly suppressed the pain in my groin and immediately knelt before her, my eyes filled with sincerity. I hissed, "Miss Feng! Please spare my life! I was an ignorant fool who dared to offend you! Please spare my life. You've already rendered me useless. Please forgive me and spare my worthless life!"

My heart was pounding with fear. I remained silent for a long while before suddenly raising my head and staring into her eyes, which had been cleansed by the cold wind. They were so clear and bright, yet seemed cold and indifferent. The sharp sword in her hand was already close to my neck, but she stopped. She glanced at me coldly and said hatefully, "You... what happened to you? Have I crippled you?"

I felt intense pain all over my body and could only nod slightly, as if I had become a crying child, my face full of sobs. I was completely baffled by what this tough woman was thinking. She clearly had anger on her face, but now she wore a cold smile, even revealing the dimples on her cheeks.

I remained kneeling on the ground, my groin swollen, tears welling in my eyes, and I stammered, "I'm...sorry! I deserve it, I'm a worthless person, please spare my life!"

Feng Tingyu sighed sadly, sheathed her sword, and said bitterly, "Hurry up and take off your pants so I can see. I might have accidentally kicked you. If this kind of wound isn't treated soon, Young Master Liu could be in serious trouble in his next life."

Feng Tingyu suddenly noticed a small pool of blood on my jeans, her face showing worry. She slowly walked over and exclaimed, "You...are you alright? It looks like you're bleeding down there!"

At this moment, I still didn't dare to get up, half-kneeling on the ground, trembling. "I feel a lot of pain in my lower body... it feels like something has broken, I don't know if I'm infertile... it's all your fault for hitting me so hard, it was a direct hit, did you want to break my little testicles..."

After a long silence, I saw Feng Tingyu's pale face. She suddenly reached out and helped me up, saying solemnly, "Just now, in my anger, I hit you rather hard, but I have no grudge against you, young master. You deserve all of this! If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"

I endured the pain and helped her up. My hands trembled as I pleaded, "Miss Feng, please, for the sake of our past encounter, save me again, please? I don't want to become a eunuch like this... I beg you... save my life..."

Feng Tingyu was stunned for a moment, then, regaining her composure, she helped me up while quickly asking, "How can I save you? Otherwise, I'll rush back to the city immediately and find a doctor to come and see you."

Looking at her delicately arched eyebrows and slightly raised jawline on her oval face, even her serious and tense demeanor... Her face showed two small dimples, and her ethereal beauty alone was enough to make me tremble so much that I could barely stand, and all my color drained from my face. I could only grit my teeth and endure the pain, saying, "This method won't work. Besides, the group of men who ambushed you in the other courtyard may not have completely retreated yet. If you rashly return to the city, it will be like sending a lamb to the slaughter, and you might not even be able to save your life."

Just as I was still trembling in her arms, a startling shout suddenly came from behind the statue in the dilapidated temple.

"Who dares to disturb my peaceful sleep here!"

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Chapter 5: Shocking Remarks

After a long while, Feng Tingyu suddenly drew her long sword again, its blade flashing. She pointed it at the corner of the statue and asked, "Who...who is over there?"

"Hahaha...who I am is unimportant...there is no distinction of names in this world...why bother?"

A piercing and ominous voice suddenly rang out from behind the statue.

At the same time, I was so startled by the loud voice that my heart pounded and my knees trembled. In my weakened state, half of my body went numb. In my haste, I grabbed Feng Tingyu's foot, and in less than a moment, I knelt beside her on the ground of the dilapidated temple. For a long while, my large eyes stared unblinkingly at the corner of the statue, my whole body seemingly unable to move.

In the midst of the stillness and silence, Feng Tingyu suddenly pushed me aside, seemingly about to take a few steps forward. She was already brandishing a sword, her face filled with murderous intent. She said in a deep voice, "If you wish to establish yourself in the martial world and are a man of integrity, then step forward and show yourself with dignity! Don't act like a cowardly bandit!"

Suddenly, a figure emerged from behind the statue, like a ghost, his movements strange and unsettling. Upon closer inspection, it was an old man who appeared to be a beggar. His simple clothes were extremely tattered, and his white eyebrows and beard, disheveled white hair, unwashed face, and even the mud on his body emitted a pungent stench.

Feng Tingyu was startled and stumbled backward, taking several steps back. She hissed, "You...who are you?"

Suddenly, the old man laughed, "Hahaha! I'm blind! My eyes have been deprived of sight all day. Does my identity really matter so much to you? How laughable!"

At that moment, as I stared intently at the old man before me, I saw this ragged old man holding a bamboo cane, groping around beside the statue. Upon closer inspection, I realized he was blind; his eyeballs had been gouged out for some unknown reason.

Feng Tingyu also stared at the old man, but remained silent, holding a sharp sword blankly, unsure what to do.

The old man sneered, "What's wrong, sir? Are you so frightened by my appearance that you're speechless? Don't think I can't see anything just because I'm blind. If I'm not mistaken, you are Miss Feng, the eldest disciple of the Xuanwu Sect."

As Feng Tingyu spoke, her gaze followed the old man from head to toe. By this point, she had been scrutinizing him closely, and her body trembled involuntarily. She asked, "You... how do you know my surname is Feng? And... aren't you blind? How could you possibly see me..."

The old man stared at her without moving his head and said leisurely, "You are the master of the Xuanwu Sect. Why isn't Master Dingyi with you? I hope you are well."

Feng Tingyu was startled to think that this old man, whom she had never met before, knew her master. She asked, "Senior Yuan, do you know my master? May I ask your esteemed name?"

The old man, holding his bamboo cane, felt his way around the terrain. Suddenly, he laughed, "Haha! I've already..." "At your age, who hasn't seen such a person before? Besides, considering your martial arts skills, your high reputation, and your profound cultivation, your master is indeed a rare master in the martial arts world. To be honest, my real name is Feng Ao, you can call me Taoist Feng. I have met Master Dingyi of the Xuanwu Sect several times."

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu suddenly clasped her hands in a salute, her tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxing, and her smile broadened. She smiled and said, "So Senior Feng is the one who was once famous in the martial arts world..." " You are a divine being, senior! Your ability to foresee things is truly astounding, leaving us martial artists from all sects in awe. I was so disrespectful and rude to you just now! My apologies!"

Seeing the old man coldly laugh, "Let's not talk about the past, and besides, I've completely forgotten about these trivial matters,"

Feng Tingyu's eyes suddenly widened as she stared at the old man in front of her. She was stunned for a moment and said, "By the way, how did you end up like this, senior? What exactly happened?"

"Alas... let's not talk about the past... let's not talk about the past... in short, it was all a dream."

The old man turned to look at the scenery outside the dilapidated temple and immediately replied through gritted teeth.

Feng Tingyu, still stubbornly insistent, sheathed her sword and approached him, saying with concern, "Senior Feng, please speak frankly! If there's anything I can do to help, I will certainly lend a hand."

The old man's face hardened, he let out a sigh that sounded like regret, and silently sneered, "My family is destroyed, every fellow disciple in the temple has died for me. Now, in this state, the fact that I'm still alive is a miracle. What else can I say? Ultimately, it's all because of greed."

Feng Tingyu was startled. "Family...destroyed? I don't understand what greed means at all?"

"It was this greed that caused all my fellow disciples to die tragically from their bloodless poison. And because of this, my eyes have been plunged into darkness, never to see again. Alas! I've truly lost everything… I brought this upon myself."

As the old man spoke, his face paled, a look of gritted teeth and regret on his face.

Feng Tingyu, seeing the change in the senior's expression, remained silent for a long while before nervously saying, "Since Senior Feng has already mentioned having met my master once, why not speak out? Perhaps as a junior, I can help with this."

The old man clenched his fists and looked around the dilapidated temple, shouting, "Hahaha... The tide has turned! From now on, this once peaceful martial world will never be at peace again. What can a mere young woman possibly do for this old man? Blame it all on my own words back then! I've made this grave mistake, and the martial world will soon fall at my hands!"

Feng Tingyu, seeing the sudden fierce look on the senior standing before her, paled and exclaimed, "Senior Feng, the more you speak, the more confused I become! What do you mean the martial world will soon fall at your hands? What terrible event has occurred?"

The old man groped his way to the doorframe of the dilapidated temple, sighed again, and after a long pause, turned his back to us and slowly said, "I wonder if Miss Feng has heard of the demonic sword that wreaked havoc on various sects in the martial world decades ago?"

Feng Tingyu immediately smiled and replied in one breath, "This young woman has indeed heard my master mention it..." "I remember Master saying that long ago there was a highly skilled swordsman who, somehow, found this so-called demonic sword and slaughtered his way through the martial world. Even the most skilled martial artists perished under its devilish blade. But somehow, that swordsman created his own terrifying demonic sword cultivation method, which caused him to suffer a qi deviation, and the legendary demonic sword disappeared. However, that's just a legend, not to be taken seriously..."

Before she could finish, the old man suddenly interrupted her, coldly laughing, "So, Miss Feng believes it's just a legend? Haha... Miss Feng is indeed just like everyone else, a shallow person."

Feng Tingyu immediately lowered her head and her face darkened. She paused, startled, and after a long while, slowly raised her head and said, "Isn't it just a legend? Could it be that Senior Feng has already grasped some unspeakable secrets within it?"

"Miss Feng, please don't misunderstand. This old man truly doesn't know what unspeakable secrets are involved. However, at the beginning of last month, a group of men in black came to me. They all seemed to be wielding swords and knives, and they even ordered me to help them calculate where this legendary demonic sword is located, in which region of the Central Plains."

As he spoke, the old man gazed sadly at the half-moon outside, but at this moment, he could no longer witness the light and colors brought by the moon on earth.

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu suddenly realized that the group of men in black who had ambushed her earlier might be connected to the men in black mentioned by Senior Feng. She couldn't help but think angrily, "Men in black again! That wretched Yin Gui Sect!"

After a long while, Feng Tingyu's mind raced, and she paused for a moment before asking in a trembling voice, "Then... I wonder if Senior Feng told them directly?"

The old man immediately lowered his head, sighed, and his face turned pale. He murmured, "Alas! At first, I kept quiet. Who knew that the leader of that group would say that after the deed was done, I would have countless gold and silver treasures to enjoy for the rest of my life? It was that moment of greed that led to this irreparable mess."

"So, Senior Feng means that this demonic sword truly exists? Then could Senior Feng tell me exactly where this sword fell?"

The old man suddenly looked up and said sternly, "What's wrong? Does Miss Feng, like those despicable people, harbor ulterior motives and want to find that demonic sword alone and possess it for herself?"

At this moment, Feng Tingyu slammed her fist into the beam of the dilapidated temple, her face changed color, and her eyes seemed to glisten with tears. She suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "Senior Feng, please don't be angry. Actually, I share the same feelings as you. I hate those men in black very much. Senior Feng, you don't know, but just now, all my disciples were annihilated by those men in black! Not a single one survived!"

"So such an inhumane thing happened to your disciples too! And your master suffered such a cruel fate?"

As he spoke, the old man actually walked to Feng Tingyu's side and couldn't help but pat her on the shoulder to express his sympathy.

"My master was fortunate enough to have gone down the mountain alone to attend the annual martial arts tournament half a month ago. Otherwise, if her golden body had been harmed, I would have fought those men in black to the death! In short, once my junior sister arrives here and joins me, I will definitely go to that tournament to expose those hypocritical beasts!"

At this moment, still kneeling on the ground, I stared intently at Feng Tingyu before me. I slowly realized that although she appeared to be an iron lady, as a daughter, tears were welling up in her eyes as she spoke of this tragic event. Standing before the old woman, a fragrance wafted from her sorrowful voice, like a flower that was not quite a flower, as if all the natural beauty in the world could not compare to the radiance and flawlessness of her words.

Suddenly, the old man twitched his five fingers, and in no time, his brow furrowed with worry. He sighed, "Ah...it's truly fate...truly fate that can't be avoided..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu fell silent, her face paling. She wiped away her tears and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Miss Feng, you absolutely must not attend this martial arts tournament, otherwise it would be tantamount to dying in vain."

The old man's expression was deeply moved, and he suddenly let out a sigh. Although his tone was low, each word was clear.

"Senior Feng, is there some unspeakable reason? You might as well tell this to your juniors."

Feng Tingyu stared at him suspiciously.

"Through my divination, I've determined that your junior sister and Abbess Dingyi have been captured by the group that attacked you. However, Miss Feng, don't worry. They are still alive, just being held captive in a cave by those men in black. Another matter: I also foresaw that this journey would be fraught with difficulties for you, Miss Feng, perhaps even leading to your utter destruction. There's a saying, 'Knowing there are tigers in the mountains, one should never go.' Why insist on going against the grain and needlessly throw away your precious life? As the saying goes, 'Where there's life, there's hope, even if…'"

At this moment, Feng Tingyu suddenly interrupted him. Her face showed worry, and she shouted at her senior, "So, you're implying that I'm a coward? Then my junior sister and master's lives are in grave danger? Absolutely not! Even if…" The woman stayed up all night, searching high and low to rescue the two women.

After a long silence, my panic finally subsided. I thought for a moment and mustered my courage to say, "Miss Feng, please don't leave me here alone! If I'm left alone, I really don't know where to go."

The old man immediately responded, "Eh? Who is this young man?"

I saw Feng Tingyu's face turn red, and she suddenly looked up and glanced at me, then said through gritted teeth, "This humble woman doesn't know or know who such a person is! Especially such a despicable and shameless person, this humble woman has no interest in knowing!"

In an instant, seeing her stunningly beautiful appearance, coupled with the captivating look in her eyes just now, I was also captivated. I stood there for a while, then quickly turned my gaze back to the old man.

"Hahaha! Judging from this young man's tone, one can imagine that your skill is indeed extraordinary."

At this moment, the old man spoke to me for the first time. His eyes were empty, his eyeballs long gone, which immediately sent chills down my spine.

I was stunned for a long time, and said in a trembling voice, "What... skill do I have? Don't joke with me!"

In an instant, the old man slowly walked up to me, immediately patted me on the hand, and pulled me up from the ground, laughing as he continued, "Haha! This young man is inevitably a bit too modest. Judging from your loud voice just now, your skill is certainly no less than Miss Feng's. May I ask your name, young man, and which sect you belong to?"

Looking at the white-haired old man in front of me, I looked miserable, lowered my head and remained silent. After a moment of silence, I said in a trembling voice, "I... I am named Liu Rui. I... I don't belong to any sect."

Just then, the old man grabbed my hand tightly, the bamboo cane fell to the ground, and I looked up in surprise. His expression changed instantly, and he said to me in a deep voice, "Young brother, wait! May I touch the outline of your face?"

Before he finished speaking, I saw him suddenly extend two dry, wrinkled, mud-covered hands, and begin to caress my face incessantly.

The old man paused, staring intently at my face. His expression darkened, then changed drastically, his face turning as red as brown sugar. He pounced on me like a hungry wolf, gripping my shoulders tightly, and shouted, "I've finally found you here! It's you, young brother! Hahaha! It wasn't for nothing that I risked my life waiting here for so long, determined to find this savior of the martial arts world. Heaven rewards the diligent, and I've finally found you!" "Oh no!"

At that moment, I was so frightened that tears welled up in my eyes, my face darkened,

and I cried out in alarm at his exaggerated movements, "Taoist Feng... why are you waiting for me? You weirdo, let go! I don't know anything about a savior of the martial arts world, and I'm definitely not the person you're waiting for!" At this moment, my gaze suddenly turned as cold as ice and as sharp as a point. I was so frightened by his sudden tightening grip that my body trembled, and I pushed him away with a force as if I had been electrocuted. I immediately took several steps back in panic, my whole body shaking unsteadily.

Feng Tingyu, standing in the dilapidated temple, was deeply moved and suddenly exclaimed, "Senior Feng, do you mean this lecherous and shameless scoundrel is a savior of the martial arts world?"

The old man suddenly became serious, leaning half his body towards my shoulder, his hands gripping my shoulders tightly again, saying, "Exactly! The savior I've been longing for day and night is this young brother before me! Indeed, seeing is believing; you are truly a man of exceptional talent, a natural talent for martial arts! I may speak frankly now, for in this world only this young brother is capable of confronting that demonic sword and the threat of those evil forces! It is no wonder I went through so much trouble to find you; the entire martial arts world is saved! Saved!"

At this moment, a bewildered expression appeared on my face. I suddenly tried with all my might to push his hands away, but somehow I couldn't. After a long while, I looked up and said in a trembling voice, "I really..." "It's not the savior you're talking about, I'm really not! Heavens! Why do these bizarre things always happen to me?"

Feng Tingyu took two steps back, her delicate eyebrows arched, her graceful figure ethereal, even her breathing quickened. Standing to the side, her face changed color, and she sneered, "Senior Feng, isn't your statement a bit off? As the saying goes, if everyone uses their talents and strength to the fullest, the martial arts world is now teeming with heroes, and each sect seems to have countless masters. If this shameless person could become the savior of the martial arts world, wouldn't that be the biggest joke in the world?"

Upon hearing her words, I immediately looked up at her oval face with its delicately drawn eyebrows. From her eyes, I could see her aloofness, pride, charm, silence, and elegance, as if all the qualities of ancient women had been instantly combined in her.

In that instant, my uncontrollable gaze inadvertently drifted to her chest as I turned to the side, immediately causing me to swallow hard, my throat dry.

Feng Tingyu's oval face flushed crimson; she knew full well that this lecherous man had secretly gazed at her chest in front of this Senior Feng. This shame instantly made her whole body blush, her eyes alluring, and even her thin lips appeared exceptionally vibrant in the quiet of the night.

My body trembled, and I hurriedly replied loudly, "Senior, Miss Feng is right! I really didn't..."

The old man didn't let me finish speaking. He gently patted my shoulder with his left hand, looked up, and laughed loudly, "Haha! Although I feel old and weak these days, I know that my ability to predict the future has not diminished at all. When I learned that those villains wanted to find the whereabouts of that demonic sword and harbored the intention to slaughter everyone in the martial arts world, I was worried that the tragedy of that year would repeat itself. So, after much effort, I combined various astrological signs, divination, metaphysics, feng shui, and birth time to perform a divination for the martial arts world."

"The divination revealed that in the near future, a chivalrous hero with formidable martial arts skills and extraordinary abilities will descend from the heavens. This hero will be willing to sacrifice his life to save the martial arts world and fight against those evil forces until they are eradicated. In that case, I am even more convinced that the hero is this young brother before me."

Amidst the laughter, Feng Tingyu and I both held our breath, exchanging a suspicious glance. Then, when we looked at the senior before us, we saw that he had stopped laughing.

Feng Tingyu frowned slightly, then suddenly stared at the senior, exclaiming, "Senior Feng, what concrete evidence do you have to prove that this lecherous fellow is the savior of the martial arts world you've been waiting for?"

The old man smiled but shouted, "How can Miss Feng so readily label this young man as a lecherous fellow? In this matter, Miss Feng has inevitably shown some prejudice against him. In my opinion, since this young man is the savior of the entire martial arts world, he certainly cannot be a shameless scoundrel, much less a lecherous fellow."

Feng Tingyu looked up in surprise, but her face still maintained a defiant stance, her face flushed red, and her slender waist seemed to be struggling to breathe. After a long while, she finally calmed down a bit, but she seemed languid and weak. She immediately stopped looking at me, sighed softly, and said, "Senior Feng, please calm down... I don't really have any prejudice against him..."

Upon hearing this, the old man's anger subsided considerably. He smiled slightly and continued, "May I ask if this young man appeared in the wasteland outside the city a few days ago? If I'm not mistaken, this young man must have short hair."

Startled and bewildered, I was already speechless, my body unsteady, staring blankly at the blind old man, unsure how to respond.

At this moment, the dilapidated temple was completely silent, except for the faint "squeak...squeak...squeak..." sound of cicadas coming from outside. Inside the temple, Feng Tingyu looked surprised, her gaze shifting as if investigating the man beside her—the lecherous thief who had just taken advantage of her.

Upon hearing this, even though Feng Tingyu was highly skilled in martial arts, her expression changed, and half of her body trembled. She abruptly turned to look back at the old man, exclaiming in surprise, "How could Senior Feng... know about this? You even know whether someone's hair is long or short! Could it be that Senior Feng's cultivation is so profound that even though you are blind, you can still see through the affairs of people in the world with your intuition?"

At the same time, I, standing beside Feng Tingyu, was stunned. I glanced at her with a complicated expression, then turned back to stare at the old man in front of me. After a long while, I murmured a sentence.

My face turned pale, and I suddenly knelt down before him, trembling as I said, "Taoist Feng, you know exactly whether my hair is long or short! Besides expressing my admiration, I truly don't know what else to say!"

The old man reached out and smoothed my hair, laughing loudly, "Hahaha! This young brother is indeed a fine man! You shouldn't be so modest. I believe your profound and esteemed martial arts skills will bring new hope to the entire martial arts world. The time when the younger generation surpasses the older is about to happen to you!"

I stared at the old man in astonishment, trembling as I said, "This...senior, is it true..." "I really have no martial arts skills whatsoever. How could I possibly possess profound martial arts skills?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu's face turned pale instantly. She sighed softly and then smiled charmingly, "Senior Feng, you are mistaken! This lecherous fellow truly has no skill whatsoever! If it weren't for my repeated rescues from perilous situations, this lecherous fellow would have already perished."

The old man suddenly took three steps back in front of me, his face changing color, his two white eyebrows instantly furrowing. He silently said, "No skill? That's strange. Judging from this young brother's physique and vital energy alone, he must be a martial arts master with extremely high skills. Could it be..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old man suddenly turned and rushed towards me from behind, shoving me to the ground. He forced me to sit upright and, with a shout, unleashed two powerful blows. I felt an irresistible force strike my back, followed by a surge of immense heat and power that coursed through my veins and blood, causing a massive sweat to pour from my face.

The old man then said in a deep voice, "Don't make a sound. I will now open your eight extraordinary meridians."

Hearing this, I could no longer bear the excruciating pain in my back. I leaped up and frantically lunged at Feng Tingyu.

Suddenly, the old man pressed two pressure points on my back with his fingers. Inexplicably, half of my body went numb, and I couldn't move my limbs. I felt as if I had frozen solid!

I was so frightened that I was speechless, and my body involuntarily stiffened again. I frantically cried out to her, "Miss Feng! Save me! I don't want to be some kind of martial arts savior... Tell him to let go!"

The old man ignored my feelings, grabbing my shoulders with both hands, preparing to unleash his power again. He raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Miss Feng might as well stay outside for an hour. Only after I've opened up this young man's eight meridians can you return here."

Feng Tingyu stared at the senior before her and murmured, "Then what about my master and junior sister...?"

The old man frowned slightly and then rebuked, "After I've finished treating this young man, we can discuss how to get there." "Rescue your master and his wife."

But Feng Tingyu's gaze kept darting in front of me. She fell silent, remaining still for a long while before a bitter smile appeared on her face. She nodded and said, "

This junior will follow Senior Feng's instructions. I will go outside and gather some branches to start a fire for the night. I will return to this dilapidated temple in an hour." The old man smiled broadly and said, "You are a teachable fool! You are a teachable fool!"

At this moment, Feng Tingyu, already wary, glanced again at my face, which was filled with pity and a hint of fear. Then, she smiled sweetly, turned around, and without looking back even once, her slender waist, full and alluring hips, and long, flowing hair created a magnificent and graceful silhouette as she walked away.

At this moment, my body, which had been unable to move, suddenly trembled slightly, and I shouted, "Miss Feng! Don't leave me here alone! Don't leave me!"

The entire dilapidated temple was now empty except for me and this ragged, unidentified old man. Suddenly, a soft shout rang out: "Young brother! You are indeed a valiant martial artist! Now, I will risk my remaining life to open up all your meridians. From now on, the responsibility of saving this martial arts world will be left to you!"

Cold sweat uncontrollably beaded on my forehead, streaming down my cheeks. I cried out, my face paling, "I don't want to! I'm not from here… I don't belong here at all…"

Hearing this, the old man chuckled and said, "Young brother, you are too modest! Your innate talent is indeed that of a martial artist. As the saying goes, 'Heaven will entrust great responsibilities to those who are first tested with hardship, toil, and deprivation.' You must understand…" "The key is that if you can't endure hardship, how can you become a superior person? I firmly believe that if you, young brother, can improve the hidden power within your body and continue training, within a few years you will surely become a top-notch, invincible martial arts master. Believe my words! You are indeed a destined hero and savior!"

My body seemed to move but not move, my internal organs desperately enduring the extreme pain coming from my back, but I felt my heart and soul were shattered, tears streaming down my face, and I inadvertently cried out in a hoarse voice, "I... I really am from the future. I am a police officer... I really don't know anything about martial arts, I only know how to use a pistol."

The old man's face was moved, and he continued to place his palms on the back of the man in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Enough nonsense! Your joke is a bit absurd, but I won't blame you. But could you please calm down?"

"Young man, please forgive my rudeness."

With that, the old man suddenly pressed a pressure point on the man's back, silencing him. At that moment, my thoughts were clearly in disarray. I desperately tried to cry out, but somehow no sound came from my dry throat; I was instantly rendered mute.

A moment later, I remained speechless, as if my pressure points had been struck, my body immobilized. Yet, within my body, an invisible, silent force, driven by the sharp palm strike of this mysterious elder, continuously surged forth, engulfing me. This force instantly transformed into a power that was both strong and gentle, seemingly penetrating every corner of my internal organs. But somehow, my mind went completely black, and intermittently, I saw inexplicable, vaguely understood mantras and techniques appearing in my mind.

Suddenly, it felt as if an arrow had pierced my chest, a sharp pain so intense I didn't even notice my face turning black. The old man's hand had struck me, and an unstoppable force had struck from behind, slamming my frail body against the doorframe of the dilapidated temple!

"My God! It hurts so much…"

I cried out wildly, my vision blurring before darkness enveloped me. After a long, silent moment, I gradually lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

Seeing this, the old man sighed softly. His face was kind and weary, yet somehow held a deep sorrow. His white brows furrowed, and he sighed blankly, "The fate of saving the entire martial arts world from now on depends on your destiny, young brother."

At this moment, the dilapidated temple was shrouded in darkness, the entire space eerily quiet, save for the occasional chirping of cicadas outside. The old man slowly walked to the statue in the dilapidated temple, casually picked up the bamboo pole that had fallen to the ground, and began to carve some words into the dusty ground.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the long, thin bamboo pole in his hand was worn through. He immediately looked up at the statue, his face darkening. After a silent sigh, he stopped, and with the speed of an arrow, his sleeves billowing in the wind, he vanished from the temple gate like a flying eagle!

"Senior Feng… I've gathered some branches and brought them back,"

Feng Tingyu's sweet voice suddenly rang out from inside the dilapidated temple.

Feng Tingyu walked in step by step from outside the dilapidated temple doorway, saying, "Senior Feng...where is Senior Feng?"

At that moment, Feng Tingyu's steps suddenly faltered, her entire body startled by the scene before her. She immediately lowered her head, staring at a man lying in front of the doorway. Looking closer, she realized it was none other than Young Master Liu, the very man Senior Feng had just helped her with her work.

Feng Tingyu's heart trembled, her breathing becoming rapid. Her eyes stared at the man on the ground who had just been harassing her, a wave of confusion washing over her. She cried out, "Young Master Liu...what's wrong with you?"

Chapter 6: The Path to Shattered Heaven

The faint morning light streamed through the semi-transparent curtains, illuminating the entire bedroom clearly. Just then, her gaze shifted, revealing a large master bed in the center of the bedroom. On the bed lay two naked, sweaty bodies, a man and a woman, writhing and groping each other with ecstatic abandon.

The man and woman in this bedroom are me, the husband, and the woman beside me, intimately acquainted with me, is my wife, who has just spent the night with her lover—a good wife with whom I have shared countless years.

In fact, from the day we got married until today, we have been living this absurd life with two men and one woman. Ultimately, it is because of this "mad love" that I am willing to sacrifice my love and let my wife return to her first love from high school.

What life lessons could I possibly learn? Why have I become so foolish and magnanimous? How could I willingly accept being cuckolded without uttering a single complaint? Even worse, I'd willingly offer myself, a beautiful new bride, to her first love to enjoy half a lifetime of happiness, silently enduring this bleeding torment of the soul.

This absurd affair, besides the constant churning of emotions within me—sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy—its causes and consequences remain unknown even now, and I can't recall the joy and laughter that once accompanied it.

Just then, I suddenly pressed my trembling lips to the blood-red lips of my wife lying beside me. In less than a moment, my wet tongue was already there, eagerly touching the tip of her tongue.

I gasped, my whole body tensing, and blurted out, "Wife, I've been waiting for you to come back to my side for so many days. How have you been doing at his house these days? Has he... has he really been abusing you?"

My wife let out a soft moan and whispered, "No, Old Sun really cares about me. He just keeps me up all night, not letting me get any rest."

When I heard her say that, my heart skipped a beat, and I felt a pang of heartache. I asked in a trembling voice, "How many times has he... how could he be so cruel as to not let you rest? Seeing you like this really breaks my heart."

"Hehe! You really care about me? Why don't you come and see if he's ruined my body? I haven't taken a single shower since last night! It's still fresh and hot inside, come on, husband!"

At that moment, my wife grabbed my hand and started playing with my fingers. She immediately lowered her head shyly and said in a coquettish voice.

I stared blankly at her face, a face I both loved and hated, and shuddered every now and then. I knew deep down she wanted me to suckle her vagina again. I remained silent for a long time, still unsure what to say.

Just then, I saw my still-attractive wife, her body radiating a captivating allure, tightly embracing my neck. As the morning light streamed in, illuminating her face, I realized she had already opened her eyes wide, staring at me urgently, her voice tinged with a hint of threat: "Honey, you have to lie down properly later! But you can't touch my body, or I won't play this game with you anymore, understand?"

My face flushed red. Suddenly, I glanced at her wet mons pubis, my face paling instantly, and I swallowed hard. I desperately avoided her eyes, stammering, "Um… I… I understand. Wife… I really love you…"

My wife was speechless for a moment, then slowly stood up on the bed, instantly assuming a posture ready to mount me.

In an instant, I saw my wife, who was standing in front of me, push me down onto the soft pillow. A wild, uncontrolled look slowly spread across her face. She then straddled my head, her entire buttocks pressing against my surprised and helpless face, and murmured joyfully, "Ah...that's great...husband...do you know your tongue is so much better than your penis? Old Sun's tongue can't compare to yours...your tongue is so amazing! I love you so much! Old Sun told me to call him as soon as I got home to let him know I'm safe. Now I'm going to call him, okay?"

I felt like I was suffocating under her heavy buttocks; my whole body was about to burst. I whimpered occasionally, then reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Seeing that my wife was still sitting motionless on my face, she leaned half her body towards the bedside table and pulled out a cordless phone used in the room. I watched as she rapidly dialed several numbers on the cordless phone with her slender finger, then suddenly lowered her head, raised an eyebrow at me for a moment, and before long, her sweet voice involuntarily reached my ears.

As my wife gently stroked my head, she giggled coquettishly on the other end of the phone, saying, "Hello... Of course it's me, who else would you be waiting for? Hehehe... Yes, where is my husband right now? He's right under my butt!"

My wife's face changed color, and she immediately shouted angrily, "What! It's all your idea! I've already heard everything you said, and now you dare to say I'm heartless to him! Otherwise, I'll just stop this game right now!"

"You're smart enough to know better. If you say another word about me being a slut, I'll leave you immediately and never see you again! Hehehe! Yes! My husband is still here, how can I say that? No way!"

Seeing the anxious and embarrassed expression on my wife's face, my heart skipped a beat, my whole body trembled, and I felt a surge of heat throughout my body.

My wife gritted her teeth and said, "Fine! I'll do it! You're so shameless, so wicked!

You want me to torture him like this before you're satisfied? Have you really forgotten that he was the one who made our relationship work?

You're so heartless, so ungrateful so quickly!"

Just then, I saw my wife forcefully grab a handful of my hair, lower her head and stare at me, shouting, "Honey, Lao Sun wants to masturbate over there, but he wants you to lick my vagina while I call his name. I wonder if you can handle that kind of stimulation?"

Actually, my wife wasn't asking me at all. Judging from her loving expression and persistent tone, she was ordering me to obey her.

At this moment, I was already flushed red from being pressed down by my wife's buttocks, and my mouth could only make "uh uh uh" sounds, a sound of unbearable discomfort. But for some reason, my heart started pounding, as if a tremendous force was pushing through my body, fueling my inner struggle and stirring a wild desire within me.

"Are you going to say yes or no?"

my wife asked again.

At that moment, in the silent bedroom, my wife sat quietly on my face, seemingly patiently awaiting my final answer. Seeing her so alluring, my heart skipped a beat. The thought that my beloved wife would do anything for her lover left me with no choice but to nod, my eyes reddening.

"Hehe! He said yes, let's begin!"

my wife shrugged and told him in a sweet, coquettish voice.

"Oh! My husband's tongue feels so good… Ah! Ah! How are you doing over there? Are you masturbating?"

my wife exclaimed in delight. Her lewd moans alone made my blood boil. My hard, erect penis, with its swollen, almost purplish-red glans, was already standing erect between my legs, instantly becoming imposing and powerful!

"Hehe... I don't want to... I really can't... Can you give my husband some face? So he can back down on his own!"

My wife glanced at me, her cheeks flushed, avoiding my eyes, acting coy and affected.

"Okay! Don't stop over there, I'll moan for you! Old Sun... Old Sun... my good husband... Old Sun..."

My wife immediately reached out to press my face closer, but I seemed to hear her moans grow louder and more wanton.

At this sight, I was already terrified by the swaying of her hips, and I was also a little surprised, staring blankly at her every move from the bed. Seeing her delicate face flushed red, she would sometimes bite her lip lightly, and sometimes listen intently to the man's voice on the phone. It was as if I could hear their heartbeats and passions.

"Ah...oh...wife...you're so heavy...I...can't...breathe...ah...you..."

I licked and sucked her wet vagina from beneath her buttocks, letting out a low, disappointed moan, my face flushed and exhausted.

I saw my wife's one hand teasing her white nipple, while her other hand gripped the cordless phone tightly. With her eyes closed, she plunged into the vortex of desire, moaning, "Old Sun...I really love you...I've loved you for over ten years...I don't love my husband anymore...I only love you, okay? Husband...don't stop...your tongue is making me so itchy...so comfortable...turn faster...I want it faster...I'm about to climax..."

After a long while, I was pinned beneath my wife, while they both indulged in their own pleasures over the phone for most of the day, until my dry throat became hoarse and silent, my tongue was clearly numb and twitching, and I felt incredibly sad.

At the same time, my wife's eyes were tightly closed, her pink lips slightly twitching. Judging from her fair and flushed body, she was clearly convulsing, her expression one of ecstasy, her mind still savoring the aftershocks of her recent climax.

"Old Sun... I have to hang up now, can I call you again tomorrow?"

I heard my wife say weakly.

"Okay... I'll explain everything to him. You've been exhausted these past few days, get some rest!"

she said, her tone clearly reluctant, her expression hesitant as she gently put down the cordless phone.

While my wife remained seated on my face, motionless, she placed the phone on the bedside table, then lowered her head to look at my face. After a long silence, she lowered her head and slowly extended her pink tongue, pressing it against my numb tongue. We stayed naked in the bedroom like that, making love all day long.

Hours passed, the room remaining deathly silent, as if we could hear each other's frantic heartbeats.

Suddenly, my wife, with a strange expression, seemed to have hesitated and struggled for a long time. Looking at her tightly furrowed brows, she finally couldn't hold back and blurted out, her face flushed with embarrassment, "Husband, I'm thinking of divorcing you."

I was stunned, my heart skipped a beat, and I hugged her tightly, asking in shock, "What...what are you saying? Don't you love me anymore?"

As I stared at her face, I noticed fine tears secretly falling from her bright eyes, then streaming down her flushed cheeks. She immediately turned her head to look at the other side of the bedroom, but from her smooth back, I could almost hear her panting, sobbing as she continued, "I...I really have to leave you. Old Sun has promised me he'll marry me properly. After all, we've been having an affair for so many years, I think it's time for me to be his real wife.

" At that moment, my heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat broke out all over my body, streaming down my forehead to the tip of my nose. My eyes were fixed on her face as I shouted, "No! Don't leave me! I've let you be with your first love for so many years, why do you still want a divorce?"

My wife lowered her head, still not daring to look me in the eye, and said in a trembling voice, "You...you shouldn't ask me anymore, it's not my decision, besides, I've already personally gone to the lawyer and signed a separation agreement..."

I abruptly interrupted her, my eyes blazing with fury, "How can you just say 'separate' like that? Have you thought about our daughter's feelings? She's only fifteen!"

She immediately shook her head slightly, sighed deeply, and hurriedly said, "She's not your daughter at all! To be honest, she's the product of my relationship with Lao Sun. If you don't believe me, you can get a DNA test."

"She...she's not my daughter?"

I shuddered violently, feeling as if I'd been indirectly slapped in the face. My face flushed with anger, and I gasped for breath.

My wife's eyes welled up with tears, and after a moment of sobbing, she whispered, "I know I've truly wronged you, but considering we were once husband and wife, can you let me go? Let me live with Lao Sun properly."

Suddenly, though still reeling from the shock, hearing her insane ramblings, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger and anxiety, and my thoughts became increasingly irrational. Just then, without warning, I suddenly grabbed a police pistol from the bedside table—the kind I only use when investigating cases—and in a daze, fired a shot into her body!

"Bang!"

"Ugh...you...you...are you crazy? You're going to kill me..."

She froze, clutching her chest tightly, her legs buckling. In less than a moment, she collapsed dead onto the bed.

"Dad... what are you and Mom doing in there? I think I heard firecrackers going off in there!"

Suddenly, I heard my daughter's sweet voice calling from outside the bedroom door.

At that moment, I was still clutching my pistol, my eyes glued to the bloodied corpse on the bed. Before long, I seemed to have entered a state of madness; I suddenly started grinning foolishly, cold sweat beading on my forehead, and I couldn't help but shout at the door, "Good daughter... come in and see for yourself!"

As the bedroom door gently opened from the outside, I ignored everything else, as if nothing in this world was worth my lingering attachment. I fired several shots in a frenzy, until the little girl in front of the door was a bloody mess, and then her entire body collapsed dead in front of me!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After a moment of profound silence, I collapsed to the ground, my eyes still glazed over as I stared at the blood-soaked masterpiece before me. My lips trembled slightly as I roared with laughter, "Old Sun! You dare steal my wife? I'll make you pay with your blood! I even killed your own daughter! Let's see how long you can continue your philandering! Hahaha!"

"You're next... I'm going to kill you... Old Sun... Old... Sun..."

A muttered voice suddenly reached Feng Tingyu's ears.

The night was deep and silent. Feng Tingyu was half-asleep, her large, alluring eyes still half-closed in sleep. When she inadvertently sensed that the man lying by the fire seemed about to awaken, she quickly rose from before the statue. Her hips swayed from side to side, her slender waist twisting slightly, and she walked heavily to the fire, standing there in a daze.

She stared at the man before her for a long while, her eyebrows slightly relaxed, her eyes brightening. She gently shook the man's shoulder, her breath coming in soft gasps, "Young Master Liu… have you awakened?"

Suddenly, Feng Tingyu's eyes widened, her heart pounding. The young master lying on the ground seemed to have awakened in a surprising way!

Feng Tingyu's heart skipped a beat. She remembered that she had gone forward to inquire about the young master's current condition. Now, all she saw was his erect member, and his eyes were gleaming. After a long while, he suddenly looked up, his face blank. He couldn't help but blurt out his self-reproach: "Feng Tingyu! Feng Tingyu! You mustn't be so rude to this young master. You really can't have the slightest selfishness towards a man... If this young master wakes up and discovers it, wouldn't this be a great disgrace to me in the martial arts world?"

Chapter 7: Contempt Touches the Heart

Feng Tingyu looked at the young master who was still unconscious, her cheeks flushed. Suddenly, she turned her head to look at the half-moon outside the dilapidated temple.

Feng Tingyu stared at the moon in the dark night, thinking back to the times they spent admiring the moon together on the mountain. Among all her fellow disciples, she felt a deep sisterly bond with this junior sister, a bond as strong as that of blood sisters. She often went to the mountain to confide her sentimental feelings to her junior sister. Now, her junior sister's whereabouts were a great mystery. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but whisper to herself, "Junior sister, you must stay. Senior sister will soon be able to recruit troops to annihilate the remaining forces, and then I can rescue you." She was lost in thought for almost half an hour when, apart from the chirping of cicadas, a low murmur came from inside the dilapidated temple. Feng Tingyu's eyes flashed, and she finally slowly walked back into the temple.

The young master still lay before her, a complete stranger. But seeing his well-developed muscles and his swollen, imposing groin, like a towering mountain, she exclaimed inwardly, "This is a magnificent physique! Just looking at his private parts tells you he's no ordinary man; this young master is a peerless expert."

"I won't let you go... I won't let you go... I'll kill you... you..."

At this moment, Feng Tingyu was deeply moved. Hearing these murmured words, she suddenly froze, taking a few steps back.

Feng Tingyu's expression returned to calm, thinking to herself, "It seems this young master must have suffered greatly, which is why he's become so deranged." "Wife...wife...I miss you so much...miss you...don't leave...I..."

Feng Tingyu was shocked. She looked at him, his eyes closed, his mouth open, but unable to utter a single clear word. It was clear he was still talking in his sleep.

"Ah!"

Feng Tingyu's eyes widened, and she screamed.

Suddenly, before she could finish the word "I," Feng Tingyu saw the young master lying on the ground, his body taut like an arrow. She sprang up in shock, and her trousers had somehow torn open, revealing a shockingly dark object before her!

Every cell in Feng Tingyu's body froze; her mind and heart were numb. The astonishing object between his legs was still erect, its tip forming a shape resembling a large mushroom. This must be the object her master often spoke of, the object used by men to procreate with women—an object she herself had never seen before.

Half-sprung up, Feng Tingyu was still staring in shock at the scene before her. The young master before her had his eyes closed, but his face underwent a sudden transformation. His blood vessels turned red, then orange-red, and gradually faded to a pale, bluish-white. Finally, he coughed up a pool of purple blood, his body convulsed, and he collapsed to the ground again, seemingly powerless.

After a long silence, Feng Tingyu frowned in panic and rushed forward, supporting the young master in her arms. She knelt and cried, "Young master! Young master! What's wrong?"

Feng Tingyu saw that the young master lay motionless in her arms, his body trembling slightly, but his face remained unresponsive. She quickly reached out a slender, jade-like hand and touched his forehead, only to find her smooth palm burning.

Feng Tingyu glanced at the young master in her arms, ignoring his erect penis, her face still burning hot. She sighed, "His head is burning hot. He must have caught a cold from tonight's weather. It seems that if I don't help him this time, he will surely die before dawn." "

To help him, I would have to take off his shirt to use my internal energy, but I am the only one here besides him. As the saying goes, men and women should not touch each other. This is a violation of a major rule. If my master finds out, I will surely suffer. What should I do?"

Among the many female disciples of the Xuanwu Sect, Feng Tingyu, known as the "Delicate Senior Sister," was quite famous. She was determined to help him, but she couldn't let go of the sect rules and was troubled.

Chapter 8: An Uninvited Appointment

Feng Tingyu paused, then walked forward step by step, gazing at his pale face with pity. She thought to herself, "As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Besides, I'm only trying to save one life. My master should understand and won't blame me for it." "So be it!" After hesitating for a moment, Feng Tingyu slowly raised her palms, knelt down, and then removed the upper garment from the still unconscious young master. Gazing at his perfectly sculpted muscles, she said in a trembling voice, "Young master, I... I must offend you greatly."

With lightning speed, she struck out with her palms, leaping forward to strike the young master's back. Instantly, the young master cried out to the sky, "Ah..."

"Young master, you must bear with it for a while. Now I will help you circulate your internal energy."

Even though Feng Tingyu sensed the danger, she was confident that she could overcome it by circulating her internal energy, so she kept her palms tightly pressed against his back. Unfortunately, being trained in female martial arts, she was completely unaware that a strange energy was already hidden within the young master's body. Determined to help him circulate his internal energy to expel the heat within him, she refused to let go, even at the cost of her life.

A hazy white smoke rose from his back, the distance between his back and his palm barely a skin's breadth, yet Feng Tingyu could feel the violent pounding of his heart. Her eyes filled with a strange light as she intently watched his every move from behind. He seemed unsteady on his feet, but suddenly she saw him raise his arms and shout, "Ah...ah..."

In an instant, the young man, half-sitting on the ground, flipped through the air, seemingly shouting a deafening roar, like a thunderclap, before crashing to the ground.

'What kind of energy is hidden within this young man? Even our sect's internal energy cultivation method cannot break it.' Feng Tingyu's eyes widened in shock, her face pale, until a trickle of blood, caused by internal injury, dripped from her jade-like lips, as if she had been injured by an unknown energy surge, thus weakening her.

Before she could finish speaking, a loud, arrogant laugh suddenly came from outside the dilapidated temple: "What a righteous and courageous young lady! In this world, I believe no one can help this young brother, especially with your meager skills; it seems you haven't even mastered Qi yet!"

"Who goes there? How dare you speak so loudly before this young lady!"

Upon hearing words that insulted the sect's reputation, Feng Tingyu was deeply moved. She braced herself against the ground with both hands, performing a graceful somersault in mid-air, her long, flowing black hair exuding both gentleness and sensuality. Before landing, she drew her sword and said with emotion, "Quickly state your name!"

Feng Tingyu stared at the four rings, still seeing no movement, and then said angrily, "Since you have the audacity to criticize our sect's skills as inadequate, yet lack the courage to state your name! In that case, you should retire from the martial arts world!"

"Hehe! You truly are a fine disciple of the Xuanwu Sect! Judging from your righteous and chivalrous demeanor, it's clear that your uncle made the right choice in taking in such a good disciple. Even in her advanced age, she was able to pass away peacefully with a smile."

At this moment, a gentle breeze suddenly blew up from the corner of the dilapidated temple, causing the withered branches to sway slightly. In an instant, a monk dressed in a white kasaya (Buddhist robe) descended from the roof like an eagle, landing with a thud. Feng Ting's jade-like eyes darted around, and what came into her view was a bald monk who appeared to be in his early thirties. He had a full beard and carried a wooden gourd filled with brothel wine, seemingly a philandering monk who only drank brothel wine.

"In my opinion, you must be from one of the Eight Monks Sects outside the martial arts world, the one known as the 'High Monk Who Has Drunk All the Fine Wines in the World.'"

With that, Feng Tingyu looked up at the bald monk before her. This complete stranger exuded an aura of ill intent. The martial world was treacherous, and people's hearts were unpredictable. A sharp sword was already drawn in her hand, her jade-like legs planted in a horse stance, her mind focused, her breathing rapid, preparing to mount her horse and fight.

"Hahaha! This lady is indeed knowledgeable. It was worthwhile for this humble monk to rush here to welcome you."

"Welcome me? Who exactly entrusted you with this?"

"This humble monk's Dharma name is Master Yikong. I was instructed by my martial uncle to come here to welcome you to the Taiji Hall. I heard that my martial uncle has an important matter to discuss."

Feng Tingyu couldn't help but glance back at the young master lying unconscious on the ground of the dilapidated temple. Seeing that he was still unconscious, she felt worried. She then turned back and sighed, "Master's uncle is someone I have never met before. Moreover, I have heard that the Eight Monks Sect never interferes in worldly affairs or matters of the martial arts world. Yet, Master has unconditionally invited me to visit. This is truly extraordinary... I apologize, Miss Ao, for being preoccupied with other matters. I cannot travel as you wish. I will definitely visit you on my next visit. Please convey this good intention to Master upon your return."

The monk stepped forward and solemnly said, "Please do not worry, madam. This humble monk has no ill intentions. Moreover, I have previously visited your master, so I have met her once. I wonder how her health is now?"

"So, Master, you once met my master. My apologies, my apologies."

In a flash, Feng Tingyu swiftly sheathed her sword, her tightly furrowed brows relaxing as she smiled. "My actions just now were rash and lacked decorum. I implore Master Yikong to forgive me, considering I am traveling alone."

The monk in the white robes, while putting a wooden gourd into his mouth, smiled slightly. "What happened just now was indeed understandable, and I certainly won't blame you. How is your master?"

Feng Tingyu was still worried about her master's whereabouts, so her eyes flashed, and tears welled up as she answered in a trembling voice, "She... since she left the mountain, there has been no news of her. However, given the current situation, I believe that she is still on her way to the upcoming martial arts tournament at Tianlong Mountain, a place I must reach day and night."

"A martial arts tournament? You mean that kind of annual tournament held by third-rate sects? Hahaha!" The

bald monk standing in front of Feng Tingyu finally changed color, raised his wine cup again and took several sips, then laughed loudly, "This humble monk can speak frankly, such a rat-like tournament is not worth attending!"

"Master, you are mistaken. The martial arts world must have its own rules. If someone can control the entire martial arts world, that person is the number one leader of the martial arts alliance, and only then can they have the power to summon heaven and earth and command armies. Assassinating a tyrannical ruler who has caused chaos and slaughter in the world, and pacifying the world will be just around the corner!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu raised her eyebrows slightly and replied with surprise.

"Hahaha... Assassinate Qin Shi Huang? Then pacify the world? Is this method really feasible?"

The monk said in a tone that seemed to be scolding and mocking.

Feng Tingyu quickly said, "If we don't kill that tyrannical ruler and parade his head through the streets, I believe the various sects and factions in the martial arts world will not be satisfied!"

The monk's eyes were sharp, but his tone was cold as he said, "As the saying goes, there are undeserved blessings and undeserved disasters in the world. At present, the world seems to be evenly matched, but everyone has their own ulterior motives and plans. The assassination is actually a fabrication by martial arts people to deceive the people of the martial arts world. If it is found out, it will lead to the various sects and factions tearing each other apart, and the planners will be able to sit back and watch the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman will benefit."

"The only way to resolve this predicament in the world is to save the man who is still unconscious in the dilapidated temple."

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingyu's clear and charming eyes froze, and her surprised gaze immediately followed the gaze of the monk in front of her, both of them fixed on the boy who was still lying on the ground, the one that the master was referring to as the savior of the martial arts world.

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Chapter 09: Riding into the Forest

"This lady doesn't have much time left, and besides, it's still a long way from here to the Taiji Hall. This humble monk still suggests that we hurry back to the Taiji Hall overnight. Before dawn, we can ask my uncle to use his internal energy to open up the blood vessels and internal organs in his body. Once the blood is circulating throughout his body, I believe this young master can be saved."

Feng Tingyu's eyes were filled with pity. She then glanced at the young master in the dilapidated temple. Although he had no connection with her background and was completely unrelated to her, she felt a pang of pity for him, as if she didn't want him to die in a foreign land. After sighing for a while, she turned around and said, "Master, this humble woman is completely lost. I will do as you instruct."

"That's quite efficient. Two fast horses are already prepared outside the temple. We'll head towards the woods from here and reach our destination in about three hours. Now that we're in a hurry, I'll leave the matter of moving that young master to this humble monk."

The bearded monk immediately smiled and stepped into the dilapidated temple, preparing to kneel down and lift the body from the ground.

Seeing the astonishing strength of the master before her, Feng Tingyu glanced at the pitiful young man in his arms, her heart beginning to open. She sighed and said with a wry smile, "Then I'll trouble this master." "

Hahaha, it's nothing, nothing at all. This humble monk drinks the finest wines and savors the most tender meat in the world. Even if I had to lift several more of these light-weight male bodies, I would do it without hesitation! When we return to the Taiji Hall, I'll drink hundreds more cups!"

This grown man was now being carried by a burly monk. Feng Tingyu looked at the young man's embarrassed state again and couldn't help but burst into laughter. Her slender waist and collarbone swayed as she laughed, her smile radiant, her long eyelashes fluttering, displaying her charming beauty.

A group of people mounted their horses, and as the two swift steeds were about to raise their hooves, Feng Tingyu watched as the Flower Monk on the other horse, carrying the still unconscious boy in a bear-like embrace, watched him tilt his head back and laugh arrogantly before galloping away.

************ A flash of light swept across the Yin Gui Sect's mountain area, where, on a snow-covered, misty mountain peak, in a secluded, dark valley, a group of mysterious figures were conducting a brutal interrogation.

Under the glow of sacred candlelight, the valley's perimeter dimly lit, and suddenly a young and beautiful woman of the martial world was seen bound alive to a cross, her limbs flailing wildly in a spread-eagle position, her long, black hair disheveled, her forehead and eyebrows trembling, her two hazy eyes clearly indicating her impending death. The woman on the cross, her former delicate and refined beauty long gone, was like a chrysanthemum now cruelly trampled, a withered flower.

"Senior Sister, it seems this prisoner won't shed a tear until she sees the coffin; she's still very stubborn."

As she spoke, a woman dressed in pink Western silk abruptly turned around. She wore a pink strapless, three-quarter-sleeved dress, her face and chin completely covered by a sheet of opaque pink silk.

"Outrageous! Can she outdo our sect's master in years of concocted acute itch-inducing medicine? If she doesn't speak, give her another good whipping!"

This woman, like a fairy, had slightly raised eyebrows, her graceful figure and ethereal beauty. Even her voice, though through the silk, was clear and melodious, echoing across the ground, causing the female disciples in the crowd to gasp.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sound of whipping whips, like the wind, rose again.

"Ah...ah ah...ah..."

The woman, already exhausted, leaned on the four iron buckles beside the cross for balance. In this dark, gloomy valley, she had endured hours of torture, to the point that blood had seeped from her delicate cleavage, and a white embroidered bodice was visible beneath her tattered clothes.

The woman in pink silk merely smiled lazily, stepping forward and saying, "Just now I heard your senior sister call you Xiao Xuan? I'll see how long you can keep up your stubbornness. Actually, this is a trivial matter, not only none of your business, but why hide it?"

Chapter 10: The Double-Sided Ring of Love

"If you want me to reveal the whereabouts of my master, don't even dream about it, and don't expect me to give in. If you want to continue the torture, I'd rather die than submit!"

The young and beautiful Xiao Xuan gritted her teeth and answered resentfully.

"Hahahaha! What a stubborn woman! If she were to take her own life because of this, I would truly admire her. However, my disciples will not let this go so easily."

Xiao Xuan glared hatefully at the so-called disciple before her, her face covered in sweat and her hair disheveled. She gritted her teeth and said, "You vixen... you are, after all, a female disciple of a prestigious sect. I will not stand idly by and watch you die. Either way, I am going to die, so I will fight alongside the enemy and take this gamble! If I manage to escape alive this time, I will definitely announce it to the world and expose the Yin Gui Sect's various treacherous schemes that have harmed the martial arts world."

The delicate-looking girl with clear eyebrows and a silk veil was confused when she heard this, but her expression immediately changed. She said, "So, you are not even afraid of dying in the Yellow Springs!" "

Kill me or beat me, do as you please!"

Xiao Xuan endured the pain and replied sharply.

"Hahaha!"

The girl standing in front of the cross suddenly shouted, "Just now I was merely testing your courage. One test and I'd know whether you're a phoenix or a worm! As expected, the disciples of the Xuanwu Sect are all formidable young men, but their stubbornness is useless!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl suddenly waved her sleeve, the silk fluttering, and angrily turned around and shouted, "Strike harder! No one may stop without my order!"

"Disciple obeys!"

A girl with half her face and chin covered and holding a leather whip rushed forward.

"Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh...whoosh whoosh..."

"Ah...ah...you...if you want to, then beat...me...to death...ah...ah...I'll die as a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect...I'll die without regrets! Ah..."

The girl in silk, her eyes like autumn water, her imposing presence was awe-inspiring. She immediately roared, "You're about to die, and you still dare to talk so arrogantly! Fine! I'll fight you with strength, not wit! Guards! Give her another good beating!"

Xiao Xuan's wrists and ankles were already bound with iron buckles. Her round eyes suddenly saw the leather whip in front of her swinging horizontally like lightning. Her facial features twitched, and the humiliation in her heart increased countless times. In the blink of an eye, she was filled with shock and pain.

"Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh...whoosh whoosh...whoosh..."

The sound of the whip was like the wind, like thunder in her ears. Despite being covered in welts, she still gritted her teeth and endured the pain. Her jade mouth occasionally let out a soft moan. However, she saw that the female disciple holding the leather whip had never stopped.

Though her voice was low and deep, it still resonated throughout this hellish place.

"Stop!"

The woman in silk robes, standing close by, flicked her hand and immediately shouted, "I don't want to get entangled with you anymore. I'll ask you one last time, what do you want to say?"

In an instant, Xiao Xuan, who already seemed to be on her last legs and whose cheeks were trembling, ignored the demoness standing in front of her, slightly raised her head to look at her, her eyes filled with hatred, and spat an insulting saliva at her.

In an instant, the female disciple holding the whip saw this and shouted, "What a vile woman! How dare you spit on my senior sister! Die!"

"Swish swish swish swish... swish... swish..."

The sound of whips echoed through the valley. The silk-clad girl, who had been spat on, couldn't help but tear off her top. Her breasts, covered in horribly bruised flesh, were suddenly revealed. She immediately shouted, "Beat her hard! Blow her until this vile woman speaks!"

"Ahhh..."

Xiao Xuan steeled her heart, refusing to utter a single word. A hoarse, hysterical moan escaped her lips.

"Wait!"

A shout rang out from the distance amidst the chaos of the valley. The disciples, including the female senior sister dressed in silk, turned around in surprise. Suddenly, they saw a man over seven feet tall standing before the cave entrance. Half of his face was covered by an iron plate, revealing only half of his handsome features. Although his complete male face was obscured, his features alone—distinct eyebrows, clear eyes, and a prominent nose—exuded a powerful and masculine aura. Such a perfect face could easily be called the most handsome man in the world. In this world, anyone else could easily rival him.

"Who goes there? How dare you make a commotion in our sect's territory! To come to such an important place without the Palace Master's secret order, what is your punishment!"

With a flick of his silk sleeve, he immediately uttered a resounding shout.

The mysterious man raised the secret letter in his hand and laughed loudly, "Hehehe! If a whistleblower carrying a secret letter from the imperial court comes to this important place, what crime is there?"

The silk-clad girl couldn't help but look up at him, her voice trembling with surprise, and asked, "Forgive my impetuousness just now, but who are you...?"

"This matter is not a crime, but ignorance is no excuse. I am a favorite of General Wang Jian, who commands 100,000 elite troops. I have also received His Majesty's permission to come and discuss matters." The man

before them, with a face as smooth as tofu and skin somewhat resembling that of the most beautiful young woman in the world, clapped his hands together in a gesture of respect, causing everyone to fall silent.

"I see. The Palace Master is currently in seclusion, cultivating the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra in a secret chamber. All matters, large and small, under her tutelage have been entrusted to me."

This imposing woman awoke from her reverie, her gaze still fixed on the handsome man before her, her eyes fixed on half of his dashing and imposing face, as if listening to all sides. Then, she glanced around disdainfully and ordered, "This is none of your business. You will first detain these wretches, then retreat and go inside to cultivate on your own. Without my order, not a single one of you may enter this place."

"Yes, sir!"

The female disciples in the valley dared not disobey her command and bowed their heads in obedience.

"Wait!"

The man's voice possessed a unique masculine spirit, and he immediately stopped the disciples' actions, then smiled and said, "Forgive my bluntness, but this is precisely why I came. This person cannot be taken in for now!"

Chapter 11: The Illusionary Swords Compete for Glory

"What do you mean by that?"

Although the lady, whom the disciples regarded as their leader, stood on the edge of the valley, her sharp and piercing voice was clearly comparable to that of the burly man. As soon as she uttered her words, the valley fell silent.

The chivalrous man remained unfazed and immediately laughed, "If this lady isn't afraid of the serious consequences, she might as well try defying the Emperor's decree."

"Hmm..."

Her eyes widened, and seeing the situation was amiss, a worried expression appeared on her brow. She immediately glanced back at the disciples and replied, "Leave this vile woman here for now. Tie her mouth shut, then all of you, leave!"

In an instant, the female disciples in the valley left or went away. Apart from the vile woman whose limbs were bound with iron shackles, only the lone senior disciple, Ma Shou, remained.

At this moment, she once again secretly glanced around the valley, remaining silent for a long while before turning to look at a man who looked to be in his thirties standing in front of the cave entrance.

"Brother Yanglong, what tricks are you playing here? Your sudden appearance just now really scared me so much I couldn't breathe!"

The senior disciple of the Yin Gui Sect suddenly smiled and quickly rushed forward.

"Shh~~ Shizuka, be careful, walls have ears. Our secret is not to be known by others, especially since that young and beautiful woman is still here."

The man, who claimed to be a high-ranking official in the court, remained impassive, though he adopted a distant and reserved tone. His actions, however, still betrayed his unease about the unfamiliar surroundings, especially since another bound outsider was also in the valley.

She broke with her usual senior sister demeanor in front of her disciples, her jade-like lips still smiling sweetly. She walked up to him, tilted her head back, and tightly embraced his strong neck, her face flushed. "Little sister doesn't care about so many things," she said. "Brother Yanglong, when do you plan to make our relationship public?"

Though a hot-blooded and tough man, faced with such a stunningly beautiful woman, his soul seemed to tremble at her smile. He braced his arms against her chest, and with a gentle stroke of his hand, began to caress her flowing hair.

He lowered his gaze to the beautiful woman before him, swallowed hard, and chuckled dryly, "Now is not the right time. By the way, I wonder if you, little sister, have gained the trust of your sect master? Have you managed to find out the whereabouts of that long-lost Heart Sutra manual from her?"

"I am truly ashamed of this, after all, the sect master has not yet achieved success in her cultivation and has not yet emerged from seclusion. It seems that the progress in completing this matter has exceeded my initial expectations." "

This is not my fault, but unfortunately, the culprit is your sect master! Over the years, she has never been able to lower her guard!"

The man suddenly spat and said, "In fact, I, your elder brother, am also preoccupied with important matters concerning the court and the country. As the saying goes, one who eats the emperor's food bears the emperor's worries, and sometimes sacrificing oneself for the country is unavoidable. As for the matter of a blind date with you, sister, let's not talk about it for now until the important matters are settled."

"Brother Yanglong! How long must I wait for something like this? I'm alone in my room every day and night, my heart itching with longing. All sorts of fantasies fill my mind. I really don't know when I'll be able to spend a spring night with you."

He saw her fair, flawless body and swayed back and forth, like a coquettish young girl. Even her voice, spoken through silk, was tender and sweet, like orchids and musk. Such allure was truly irresistible, making even the heart of a strong man flutter.

"I'm sorry, brother, I can't help you unless..."

He sadly released the jade-like body from his embrace, his tone seemingly implying something.

"Unless something is true, brother, please speak frankly."

Yang Jingxiang, whom the disciples addressed as the pampered senior sister, paused for a moment. Seeing her beloved turn away, her heart burned with anxiety. Her eyes darted around, and she quickly rushed forward, saying hesitantly, "If you ask me to go through fire and water for you, I will do it without hesitation."

"Excellent! You are indeed a good sister to your brother!"

This man, who was not only physically strong but also skilled in deception, suddenly turned around, grinning from ear to ear, and laughed loudly, "Then I will give you another two weeks. After another half month, the whereabouts of that Heart Sutra manual will definitely fall into my hands."

Yang Jingxiang blinked and asked helplessly, "Brother Yanglong, please forgive me for asking, but why do you insist on finding out the whereabouts of that unknown Heart Sutra? What does this have to do with the imperial court?"

"This matter is a top secret of the imperial court, and I cannot reveal it to you, brother."

The man sighed suddenly and blurted out, "The reason it's none of my business is that I, as a younger sister, should know little about the struggle between the imperial court and the martial arts world, lest I invite unnecessary death." "

The consequences are so severe?"

She leaned down against his firm chest, her slender hands gently stroking his ambitious face, her eyes fixed intently on him, and said frankly, "However, the world is already in chaos, and the people are all destitute and starving. If the imperial court and the martial arts world continue their wars and battles, I believe that all living beings will suffer even more poverty and hardship."

"Sigh..."

The man was almost intoxicated by the beauty's caresses, his eyes glazed over as he stammered, "In the near future, a fierce battle between the imperial court and the martial arts world will erupt. His Majesty is restless day and night, deeply worried that the Qin Dynasty, which he has worked so hard to build, is about to fall. Now that it has reached a point where it cannot be reversed, brother, please tell me about it."

"I believe you have heard that many years ago, a peerless demonic sword was lost in the martial arts world?"

Before he finished speaking, the man continued to explain the ins and outs of the story.

Yang Jingxiang was shocked. Hearing about this terrifying demonic sword, just imagining its sharp edge made her feel its overwhelming power. She almost took a step back, her face turning pale.

"Brother, are you referring to the Azure Blood Demon Sword, which once killed countless people in the Central Plains, its blade stained with blood, so famous that even the most powerful sects would tremble at the mere mention of its name, a sword known to everyone in the martial world?"

she asked, her voice trembling as she composed herself.

"Hahaha! Exactly!"

Yang Jingxiang laughed loudly as she looked at her elder brother, Yang Long, before her.

Before the laughter subsided, Yang Jingxiang's body trembled, her face filled with shock, her jade-like lips quivering as she murmured, "I once heard the Palace Master mention this sword, but by then, the demonic path had already been eradicated by the martial arts world, and even the disciples of various Taoist sects were uprooted, with no survivors. It's a pity that the massacre of that sect caused the Azure Blood Demon Sword to be lost in the martial arts world. For many years, all sides of the martial arts world have searched extensively, but to this day, no one truly knows its location." "

Previously, my elder brother repeatedly sought out a highly skilled Taoist priest, from whom he learned that the location of the Azure Blood Demon Sword has been inscribed in the Heart Sutra. If that Heart Sutra falls into my hands, it will be a once-in-a-century revelation of a shocking secret!"

"It's in that Heart Sutra? Could it be that the Palace Master doesn't know such a secret? No... impossible, the Palace Master is incredibly insightful; I believe she was already aware of the clues hidden in the sutra."

"Hahaha! Your secluded palace master? I doubt she's a match for me, let alone some of the other small fry in the martial arts world. One day, I will rule the martial arts world and firmly hold the position of leader!"

He suddenly laughed loudly.

Yang Jingxiang muttered to herself, then immediately gave him a charming glance and said, "Hmph! Big brother, you're really shameless! If I hadn't found you lying unconscious on the grass in the vast grasslands, I wouldn't have made an exception to save your life by channeling my Jade Maiden True Qi into your head for the first time. You wouldn't have acquired such excellent martial arts and lightness skills so easily!"

"You little girl... Hahahaha! Let bygones be bygones, but I will repay your life-saving grace in the next life. In this life, I will definitely repay you with my body and be your servant for life! I will keep you in my boudoir day and night to comfort you!"

The man was stunned for a moment. When he looked at Yang Jingxiang again, he was surprised to find that her face was flushed, her smile was charming, and even her pouting expression was gorgeous and sweet.

"Big brother! You're so naughty! Naughty! Naughty! Your mind is full of such inappropriate thoughts!"

Yang Jingxiang, her delicate body pressed forward, repeatedly pounding his chest with her small pink fists, coquettishly scolding, "Who said I wanted you, this lewd man, to accompany me in my boudoir? Shameless! Shameless!"

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

In the fleeting moment of their playful encounter in the valley, the fusion of allure and handsome features, which made Yang Jingxiang and her brother Yang Long the envy of all, suddenly heard a struggling sound coming from the distance of the valley, realizing that there was another group of people in the valley.

"Right, what is this slut up to?"

A murmur entered, and Yang Jingxiang couldn't help but hold her breath, pressing herself against his chest, slightly turning her eyes to stare at an enemy prisoner in the distance.

Chapter 12: The Mysterious Shackles

Yang Long slowly relaxed his grip, his face tightening, his eyes sharp. He walked step by step towards the cross before him, grinning wickedly, "His Majesty has ordered that this Xuanwu Sect disciple be temporarily entrusted to my care. She is a pawn that can be used in a timely manner."

"That's true, but as the saying goes, 'better safe than sorry.' I'm not afraid of anything, but I fear that this vile woman might one day expose our secret to the world. Wouldn't I be devastated then?"

Suddenly, Yang Long shouted, laughing wildly for a moment. He then lowered his gaze to the prisoner on the cross in the distance, his eyes filled with horror. He smiled wickedly and said, "Bah! I thought you were worried about something, but it's just this trivial matter. What's a mere woman worth mentioning?"

"Hmm...hmm...ah..."

Even though Xiao Xuan was bound to the cross with iron buckles, her limbs kept twitching, but her large, clear eyes still watched every move happening in the valley.

"So, what exactly are your intentions and plans, brother?"

Yang Jingxiang's gaze shifted, looking into the distance.

"Actually, brother secretly practiced a unique skill on his own before, but unfortunately, he couldn't find a suitable candidate,"

Yang Long glared, his eyes sharp and unstoppable, and before long, he pounced forward: "Why don't you open your eyes! Hahaha!"

In the blink of an eye, he struck out with a palm, his momentum like a dragon and a tiger, as if he had swept across the sky, and in an instant, the little girl bound to the cross was shaken so badly that her whole body twitched involuntarily.

In a flash, Xiao Xuan knew she was now in the enemy's hands, her life hanging by a thread. Facing the imminent impact, she couldn't withstand the sudden force and cried out in agony, "Ah... ah... ah..." "

Haha! From ancient times to the present, I believe only you are fortunate enough to experience what the highest realm of internal energy cultivation in the martial arts world truly is!"

With that, Yang Long lunged forward, gripping her head tightly through the air. A hazy mist rose until she could no longer bear the excruciating pain, her body weakening, and she collapsed.

Almost half an hour later, Yang Jingxiang suddenly saw Yang Long laugh wildly, "Hahaha! Let's spare her worthless life for now. From now on, she will surely obey our orders, and we'll need her for important matters in the future."

After a moment's hesitation, Yang Jingxiang finally couldn't resist rushing over and tenderly embracing him.

Yang Jingxiang opened her eyes wide and saw a body on the cross that seemed completely unresponsive, clinging tightly to him. She said, "Brother Yanglong, what kind of sorcery was that? It could even suck a person in through the air! Such a unique and rare skill!"

Yanglong embraced the beauty, glanced forward, and laughed loudly, "You do have some insight. I should know that back in the day, among all the martial arts sects, there was a highly respected and prominent figure in the martial arts world—the White-Browed Taoist Priest?"

"Hmm... Master Bai Mei... I only know a little about this old friend's legendary exploits. My experience in the martial world was still limited back then. I only knew that Master Bai Mei's sinister qigong was like floating on water, and with a flick of his tail, it could turn into solid iron. His divine power was like summoning wind and rain, sweeping away thousands of troops. At that time, the Grand Master of the Tianlong Sect always regarded him as one of his formidable rivals in the struggle for the leadership. However, that master disappeared without a trace three years ago during a martial arts tournament. To this day, no one really knows where Master Bai Mei is. I believe he has long since been poisoned and died."

"Died?"

Yang Long paused, his expression unchanged, glancing at her briefly before laughing, "Hahahaha! Not at all! Not at all! In reality, that highly respected Master Bai Mei was imprisoned by the current emperor in a deep and mysterious bunker, with over a dozen shackles tightly binding his entire body. I was also ordered to monitor him day and night for several years. He secretly passed on all his internal energy in the bunker, and it has now all entered my body."

Seeing his hearty laughter, Yang Jingxiang could only manage a bitter smile, "But... but I've heard that Master Bai Mei has never accepted any disciples in his life." "I am a disciple, and I have no children, yet he has now made an exception and passed on his teachings to you. I feel this is quite unusual; could there be some special reason hidden behind it?"

Yang Long laughed, "Hmm, you are indeed naturally clever and quick-witted; you can tell something is amiss as soon as you hear it."

Yang Jingxiang stared at him intently and slowly said, "What is amiss? Brother, please speak frankly."

Yang Jingxiang suddenly saw that her beloved was smiling, and she burst into laughter, saying, "Hahaha! Actually, this person is related to the survival of the entire martial arts world. He did ask me for a favor before. He told me that he knew he would not be able to escape the imperial palace's fortress in his lifetime, so we..." "A secret agreement has been reached between us. Once he agrees to pass on all his life's skills to me, I will one day sweep across the entire martial arts world for him, and I must immediately kill the current martial arts alliance leader and reclaim the throne that rightfully belongs to him."

Yang Jingxiang lowered her head, her expression momentarily stunned, and then said sadly, "In that case, if you one day become the martial arts alliance leader, please consider the sisterly bond I shared with the many disciples of the Yin Gui Sect, and also for my master-disciple relationship with the Palace Master. I hope you will show mercy then. May I ask if you can answer this question first..."

Yang Long interrupted her before she could finish, his tone... Sheng, already trembling with fear, exclaimed, "That's precisely why I, elder brother, must help you seize the title of Palace Master of the Yin Gui Sect! If I were you, I would slaughter everyone here, leaving no one alive. At that time, not only would you have everything you desire, but when I ascend the throne, even the current Queen would be yours!"

Yang Jingxiang, after a long silence, suddenly raised her head and exclaimed in shock, "You...you actually want to assassinate the emperor? The consequences of assassinating the emperor can be severe or minor. The reason why the court is so heavily guarded is that the chances of an assassination attempt failing are very high. If you, elder brother, were to attempt the assassination alone, and were captured after failing, you would die without a burial place. In my opinion, this matter should be carefully planned before proceeding with caution."

"The current emperor is not only a figurehead, as all the officials and soldiers know. His Majesty is not only bloodthirsty, but also ambitious and unrealistic, regarding his people as ants. He is not worthy of being a wise ruler! Since history has proven that this dynasty cannot last more than two generations, if we really have to witness its demise, we might as well enjoy the country and wealth for ourselves first. Even if we change the whole history, with my unparalleled skills, I might be able to create a new country!"

Yang Long shouted with unstoppable momentum, his words almost resounding.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jingxiang immediately turned her gaze and asked, "Brother, why do you say such a thing? Could it be that you possess divine wisdom, divination, and astrology? Can you foresee future events?"

"Ah, this matter is a long story. If you have the time in the future, brother, you can explain it to me in detail."

Yang Long's gaze shifted to the night outside the cave entrance in the valley. He seemed preoccupied for a moment, then murmured, "Time is running out. Brother, you must take your leave now. Before the evening of this day, you must accompany this lady back to Tianlong Mountain to reunite with the many martial arts practitioners."

Yang Jingxiang suddenly looked up, her slender body still pressed tightly against his chest with deep affection. Her clear eyes darted around, her beautiful eyelashes fluttered, her gaze clear and watery, and she said with tears welling up in her eyes, "Brother Yang Long, I really hate to see you leave my side. I don't know when we will be able to reunite again?"

"Don't worry, when the half-month deadline arrives, it will be the big day for us to reunite."

Yang Long's eyes were bright, and his voice was full of deep emotion. He immediately stared intently at Yang Jingxiang and said, "Remember, once that scroll of scripture is in your hands, immediately send a message by carrier pigeon to Tianlong Mountain. Then we will arrange your next steps. Also, remember, do not open and read that scroll of scripture yourself, lest the secrets within be revealed to the world."

Chapter 13: Golden Scales Transform into Dragons

Starlight filled the sky, and mist shrouded the dark clouds. Suddenly, two white horses raised their hooves outside the Taiji Hall. In an instant, Feng Tingyu, riding one of the white horses, and a bald monk in front of her prepared to dismount.

At this moment, Feng Tingyu unconsciously recalled that she had been traveling all night with this monk she had never met. They had traveled thousands of miles without stopping, traversing a dark forest for several hours. The road ahead was uncertain, and whether it was good fortune or misfortune, even a martial artist who had been in the world for a long time could not escape it, let alone someone like her who was focused on saving a life. The most important thing at the moment was to save the young man on the horse, the savior of the martial arts world that the monk had mentioned.

"Madam, the gate to the Taiji Hall is just ahead. This humble monk will first enter the inner hall to pay my

respects to my master. Madam, why don't you wait inside for a while?" As soon as the man landed, he picked up the still unconscious man and walked to the entrance of the hall, saying, "As for this benefactor, this humble monk will take him into the inner hall to settle him properly."

After a moment of silence, the sounds of dismounting rang out. Feng Tingyu quickly landed on her feet, her expression flustered and uncertain. She looked up at the star-studded night sky, which seemed to be only a few hours away from dawn. Due to the short time, she was already at a loss and could only nod and follow the instructions of the high monk.

Feng Tingyu finally recovered her senses and stood motionless beside the horse, saying, "Then...then I'll trouble you, Master."

Feng Tingyu witnessed the high monk's incredible strength; with just one arm, he lifted the heavy young man from the horse, moving with the ease of floating on water, as if his heels touched the ground as he walked in and out.

'What superb lightness skill! Truly comparable to the masters of lightness skill in the martial arts world!' Feng Tingyu exclaimed inwardly as the man vanished before the door like an arrow in the blink of an eye.

Alone outside the hall, Feng Tingyu noticed the weather growing colder. She looked up at the starry night sky, pondered for a long while, and finally took a step to enter the main hall.

Entering the main hall, the interior was shrouded in a hazy mist. Wisps of sandalwood incense smoke rose gently from the altar. After looking around for a moment, her gaze was drawn to the magnificent architecture, especially the statue of the Eight Trigrams Ancestor before the altar. The statue was as tall as a god, and even its sides were adorned with countless gilded carvings, its splendor dazzling and captivating.

Feng Tingyu abruptly stepped back, her mind reeling. She sighed, "Such a magnificent and ornate architectural style is not only a waste of resources, but if it doesn't attract envy, it will surely lead to theft." "

Madam, you are mistaken! As the saying goes, 'The more gods you worship, the more divine protection you will receive.'"

A voice boomed out, its powerful tone echoing throughout the hall.

Feng Tingyu immediately turned to look at the source of the voice. Through the hazy sandalwood incense smoke, she saw that it was another elderly monk who had appeared in the hall.

"My Buddhist name is Master Zhenkong. I believe this lady is the eldest disciple of the Xuanwu Sect? How is your sect's nun doing lately?"

"Thank you! This master must be the one mentioned by Master Yikong. I have met you here."

Bowing to the master before her, Feng Tingyu vaguely noticed his white beard, which reached his chest. The beard was pale and somewhat disheveled. She paused, then said, "By the way, Master Yikong mentioned to me earlier that you could help, using your true energy to revive the man we just brought back. I wonder if that young master is safe and sound?"

"Hahaha! Times have changed, things are no longer the same! What true qi and yin qi? This lady is too kind to me. I am merely an outsider who cares nothing for the affairs of the martial world. Only the gods and Buddhas here are my only spiritual refuge. All the past events of the martial world have vanished with the dust and wind, disappearing from my mind forever."

"Master Zhenkong, you are too modest..."

Feng Tingyu was about to ask about the young master's condition when he spoke first, "I have already used seventy percent of my true qi to gradually force the qi out of that benefactor's body. My nephew is currently settling everything in the inner hall. However, judging from the current signs, I believe that the benefactor's injuries are no longer serious. With more rest and recuperation, he will wake up and be fine."

Feng Tingyu's cheeks were flushed, and her clear eyes ... The girl turned and said slowly, "I beg Master Zhenkong to lend me your help. Although that young master is not related to me, as a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect, I do not wish to stand idly by and watch someone die while I see injustice."

Master Zhenkong suddenly laughed loudly, his gaze shifting to her face, and said directly, "Hahaha! What a fine 'standing up for justice'! Rest assured, this old monk will definitely lend a hand. Moreover, that benefactor must not be harmed, because the future survival of all sects and factions in the martial arts world will depend on that benefactor's good fortune in bringing blessings to all."

"Master, is this true? That seemingly weak and incompetent cowardly man could actually bring blessings to countless people afterward? And he even said it was related to the life and death of various martial arts sects? Is there something wrong with this matter?"

Feng Tingyu was shocked upon hearing this, as if a veil had been lifted from her eyes. Although she still occasionally deduced that the mysterious young master who was recuperating in the inner hall and whom she had only known for a short time was of extremely limited character, she couldn't help but be suspicious after hearing about it many times before.

"Monks never lie, especially since I have already divined the secrets of heaven. That benefactor is indeed an unparalleled golden carp. As the saying goes, a golden carp is no ordinary fish; when the winds and clouds gather, it transforms into a dragon. Heaven has already decided everything."

Master Zhenkong picked up a Bagua diagram from the ground, calculated with his fingers, and turned to the lady in front of him, frankly saying, "To be honest, a great calamity will come within a few years. At that time, the entire martial arts world will be in chaos, like a pile of loose sand. Moreover, the world is currently in turmoil, and the antagonism between the court and the martial arts world is brewing in a cold war. When people are filled with fear and unease, a savior will appear in the martial arts world. He will not only be able to sweep away all the evil sects in the martial arts world, but also unite the entire martial arts world to carve out a new path."

Feng Tingyu smiled bitterly, "That's true, but that young master alone... he's bound to be a bit overwhelmed."

"Since he is the unparalleled Golden Scale, what can't that benefactor do? All that's lacking now is the right time and opportunity. Once the winds of change gather, he will transform into a dragon."

Master Zhenkong sighed softly, saying, "To be honest, he is an incredible martial arts talent. He possesses a strange yang energy within him, which seems to resemble the unique qigong technique cultivated by my great-grandfather, a technique unfortunately lost for many years."

Shock and doubt lingered until, after a short while, suddenly... Feng Tingyu exclaimed in surprise, "Master Zhenkong's great-grandfather? Could it be... could it be that the person I met in the dilapidated temple was Master Zhenkong's great-grandfather?"

Chapter 14: First Encounter

Master Zhenkong suddenly exclaimed, "My sect's great-grandfather is still alive! Is this lady sure she didn't see wrong at the time?"

Feng Tingyu was stunned by this voice and murmured, "The dilapidated temple was dark at the time, and I only glanced at that person once. I really can't clearly describe that person's face and expression. I am ashamed about this matter."

"Hmm... This is indeed the will of Heaven, not your fault. How could this old monk dare to blame you?"

Master Zhenkong sighed softly, his expression downcast. He said, "Well then, it is still dark outside, and after traveling all night, you must be exhausted. If you don't mind, you can stay here for a few days. In the short term, this will allow that benefactor to recuperate, and you can also enjoy the scenery. This place is indeed beautiful..."

Feng Tingyu interrupted him, shaking her head repeatedly in agreement. She smiled and said, "It is truly rare for Master Zhenkong to be so understanding. However, with the current chaos of war, I have important responsibilities and must continue on my way. I will definitely visit you again in the future, Master Zhenkong, for your kindness."

"Why are you in such a hurry, continuing your journey without stopping?"

Feng Tingyu heard the master standing in front of her, whose voice was as heavy as Mount Tai, ask, "Forgive my impertinence, but what is it that you are in such a hurry, madam?"

Feng Tingyu replied first, "I dare not hide the truth from you, but I must arrive at the martial arts tournament held at Tianlong Mountain before the end of this month."

"I see,"

Master Zhenkong seemed to understand, then suddenly turned around, hands behind his back, his gaze following the night view outside the hall. As he looked up at the scenery, he said without turning his head, "However, if you start from Taiji Hall, you'll have to follow a small path northwards until you reach the famous Longfeng Inn, a vital trade route between the Great Northern and Southern Rivers. You two can stay there for the night, and the next day continue across Yaoshan Mountain and the Yellow River, following the stream. I believe that if you continue along this path, you'll reach the mountainside of Tianlong Mountain in less than ten days. But this journey is extremely arduous. It's difficult to rest in narrow places, and the forests at the foot of Yaoshan Mountain are teeming with venomous snakes and ferocious beasts. If you insist on traveling alone on horseback, a mere young woman traversing mountains and rivers on such a long journey, I'm afraid..."

Hearing this, Feng Tingyu immediately felt that the high monk before her possessed a very noble character. Her spirits lifted, and she quickly stepped forward... With clasped hands in reverence, she smiled and said, "Master Zhenkong is a highly accomplished master. I am grateful for your many guidances."

Master Zhenkong suddenly turned around at the threshold of the hall, his long sleeves fluttering, his palms clasped together, and laughed loudly, "Hehe! All Daoists and Buddhists are one family. I was just speaking my mind. Why don't you stay in the hall for a few days to rest before making any plans? Besides, the benefactor who is currently recuperating in the hall has not fully recovered from his internal injuries. If he insists on traveling, I'm afraid his body cannot withstand it. The long journey may delay his treatment, causing his meridians to rupture."

Feng Tingyu was stunned, her mind filled with doubt. Her waist trembled slightly, and she asked in a trembling voice, "The consequences will be so serious?"

Master Zhenkong's expression changed slightly, but his palms remained clasped together. He said frankly, "Yes! If he doesn't take good care of his body, the yang energy in his body will definitely rupture his meridians and internal organs, causing his blood to surge and he to bleed to death."

"So that's how it is... Alas! Things in this world can never go as planned. To have a clear conscience, saving lives is paramount."

Feng Tingyu paused for a moment, her alluring aura vanishing instantly, seemingly gentle yet not so gentle. She murmured to herself, "This woman values chivalry above all else, and I am not one to stand idly by and watch someone die. At most, I will stay here for a few days. After a few days, I will continue on my way as scheduled. There is nothing wrong with that."

"Madam, to be honest, there isn't much gold or silver in this Taiji Hall. However, there are quite a few empty rooms for guests. Moreover, the entrance to the hall is always open to those who are chivalrous, righteous, and willing to sacrifice themselves to help others. How about this, I will make the decision myself, and this matter will be settled here."

In an instant, Feng Tingyu saw the high monk standing in front of her staring at her.

Feng Tingyu clasped her hands in thanks, her delicate face exuding a captivating charm. With a sweet smile, she said, "Since Master Zhenkong is so kind, wouldn't it be disrespectful to refuse? I'll do as you instruct, and stay in the hall for a few days."

Master Zhenkong stroked his white beard, his expression one of broad-mindedness, and laughed loudly, "Hehe! This fool is teachable! This fool is teachable!"

Feng Tingyu couldn't help but laugh, her eyes instantly brightening with a smile.

To be honest, I don't know how long I was unconscious; I only know that my whole body ached, and my head felt as if it had been struck by a thousand pounds. But the first thing I did was open my eyes and look around. What came into view was a white bed curtain.

There was no sound in the room at that moment; the faint chirping of birds could be heard outside, but the room was completely silent.

Just then, a gentle breeze seemed to blow in from outside the tent, causing the silk bed curtains to flutter. I glanced at the white curtains swaying in front of me, and suddenly, I heard a series of sharp, whooshing sounds of swords clashing outside the tent.

I froze on the bed, my heart pounding, and wondered, "Where...where am I? I was clearly in the dilapidated temple before, but then I seemed to have been knocked unconscious, so why am I lying in bed now? Oh God...what happened to me?" "Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh..." The

sound of swords clashing outside the tent continued, as if each sword was piercing my eardrums. I pondered for a moment, then slowly got up from the bed and walked to the door, preparing to open it.

The door opened, and the person tiptoed quietly to the source of the sword sounds, gradually moving behind a pavilion. Looking around, they saw potted plants with green leaves and many willow trees in the garden. Under the willow trees, a woman dressed in martial arts attire was practicing swordplay. Her long, flowing hair moved gracefully with the sword, fluttering in the breeze and falling leaves, her movements incredibly beautiful.

"Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh...whoosh..."

The woman standing right in front of them was none other than Feng Tingyu, whom they had recently met—a woman who bore a resemblance to Sonia Sui, one of Taiwan's top models.

I remained hidden behind the pavilion, holding my breath as I watched her practice her swordplay outside. She possessed a beauty like a fairy; her elegance and graceful movements, every single one of her techniques, left me completely mesmerized. I was frozen, my limbs stiff, almost unable to move.

My throat went dry, and I swallowed hard, sighing softly, "Wonderful! This woman is truly a rare beauty. Her elegance goes without saying, and her figure and looks are simply divine—she's a living embodiment of angel and devil!" "Clang!"

Just as I was hiding behind the pavilion, a sharp, cracking sound suddenly rang out. Looking down, I saw that I had accidentally kicked over a potted orchid that had been placed beside the pavilion.

"Who's there!"

A startled cry came from outside the pavilion. I froze, my limbs trembling, almost unable to move.

"No...it's not my fault!"

I replied in a low voice, then covered my mouth with my hand, inwardly wondering why I was so stupid. Knowing I was behind the pavilion, I couldn't help but make a sound.

In an instant, a gust of wind swept towards me, the leaves around the pavilion fluttering in the breeze. A graceful figure descended from the sky, landing silently, but a sharp sword was thrust at me right in front of me!

Feng Tingyu patted her sword and said, "What kind of demon are you! How dare you hide behind the pavilion and spy on me practicing my sword!"

I immediately stretched out my hands to block the attack, my eyes tightly shut. I cried out anxiously, "Miss Feng! Stop! Have mercy! Don't do anything rash! It's me...it's me!"

"It's Young Master Liu?"

I opened my eyes again, only to see her quickly sheath her sword, her eyes wide with shock. She exclaimed, "You're finally awake? You... why are you here?"

I trembled, my heart pounding. I stammered, "Why! Why! Can you please not be so ruthless every time you attack? You can't even see clearly before you draw your sword! Don't you know you'd scare anyone with a weak heart?"

To my surprise, she didn't say a word, then a smile flickered across her lips. She shook her head and chuckled, "Hehe! Who told you to hide here and secretly watch people practice swordsmanship? Even if I have to teach you a lesson, you shameless scoundrel, it's only right!"

"Young Master! I beg you,"

I finally knelt before her, sobbing, head bowed in despair, "I'm just a nobody, please stop playing tricks on me!"

With beauty like a flower and wildness like a mountain, Feng Tingyu had never before witnessed a man who should stand tall and upright kneeling at her feet, bowing down. Seeing his timid and cowardly expression, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Chapter 16: Phoenix's Desire Pool

My heart sank, and I immediately straightened my face, saying, "You... what are you laughing at?"

Her expression suddenly changed, and she burst into laughter, "I'm laughing at you for being such a fool! Don't worry, I was just joking with you, I wasn't going to take your life!"

I was filled with shame, suddenly realizing what she meant, and immediately scrambled to my feet, shouting, "A joke? Why would you joke with my life instead of other jokes!"

Feng Tingyu winked seductively, then laughed heartily, saying, "What? Can't I handle this now?"

"You...you...I can't be bothered with you."

I stared at her, my heart pounding with anxiety. I quickly said, "By the way, what exactly happened before? Why am I here?"

Feng Tingyu looked at the young master before her, her gaze hardening, her voice filled with surprise. She hurriedly explained, "Does Young Master Liu really not remember what happened before? We were ambushed and killed. On our way to the dilapidated temple, we encountered a mysterious hermit master. You were unconscious because of this, and unfortunately, my junior sister is still missing, her fate unknown. I'm afraid she...sigh! In short, this matter is too complicated to explain."

"Attacking and killed? I have no relatives or friends here. Who is chasing me?"

My heart sank, my brows furrowed, and I asked in confusion.

Feng Tingyu was deeply moved, gritting her teeth as she shouted, "Based on my numerous analyses, I'm almost certain it was the work of those martial arts bastards from the Yin Gui Sect! That cult appears to be a legitimate sect, but in reality, they are a heinous and wicked group. It's just that I wasn't capable enough to fight them back then, otherwise I would never have let them go!"

I hesitated, stammering, "Well… it seems this place isn't safe. Besides, this has nothing to do with me. It seems I… I'd better leave first."

Feng Tingyu looked tense, then suddenly said, "Young master, please rest assured. This is a sacred place for Buddhism and Taoism. In my opinion, it's a relatively safe place to stay for now. I doubt those martial arts bastards will chase us here."

I anxiously backed away, quickly replying, "I don't care about any of that! These are your personal grudges. Stop bothering me! I need to find a way back to my own world." "I don't belong here... I don't belong here... I don't belong..."

Feng Tingyu's face darkened. She paused, then smiled bitterly, "Young Master Liu, it seems you haven't completely forgotten the unpleasant things that happened to you before. Actually, everything in the past has already been arranged by Heaven. Why hold a grudge?"

I continued muttering to myself, my face ashen. Then I looked up at her and said, "What do you know! I belong to the 21st century! I really don't know how to explain this to you. I only know that after waking up a while ago, I opened my eyes... and found myself in this godforsaken place for no reason!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Tingyu sighed, "Young Master Liu, it's not that I don't believe what you're saying, but the undeniable facts are right in front of you. Unless you deny it, you'd better take it one step at a time and make plans later!"

At this moment, I couldn't say a word, standing there in a daze, my heart pounding heavily. What a fine "

take it one step at a time!" I, Liu Rui, am not a coward. Those grand life philosophies of taking things one step at a time are meaningless to

me. As a former police officer, I frequently face wanted criminals. Drawing a pistol in a hail of bullets and capturing criminals alive is child's play for me, nothing beyond the capabilities of the truly brave and wise. But after this inexplicable time travel to an ancient world in the pre-Qin era, frankly, the path ahead is even more daunting than those ruthless criminals I encountered. Thinking of the uncertain future, I fell silent, my mind racing, trying to figure out the best course of action.

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. Suddenly, my heart sank, and I felt utterly lost. I knew I was trapped in this strange and unfamiliar environment, unable to move forward. Gradually, I became increasingly anxious, only telling myself that I should calmly observe the surrounding situation and movements, remain still to observe the changes, and then devise a strategy and plan before making any decisions about my next steps in this unfamiliar place.

"Young Master... Young Master Liu... What are you daydreaming about?"

Just then, a shout broke my reverie.

"I wasn't... I wasn't spacing out."

I slowly came to my senses, my gaze blank, staring coldly at her, and said in a trembling voice, "Miss Feng, what did you just say to me?"

"Young Master Liu, why are you being so formal with me?"

Feng Tingyu blushed, smiled sweetly, and said coquettishly, "Actually... you can call me by my real name, Young Master."

"Your real name is..."

I was immediately stunned, racking my brain but still couldn't remember her name.

Seeing her cheeks slightly flushed, she glanced at me with an incredibly charming look and smiled, "Feng Tingyu, you can also call me Xiaoyu, young master."

"You can also call me Liu Rui, please stop calling me 'young master' all the time. You're not tired of it, but I'm already sick of it!"

I opened my pleading eyes, my gaze suddenly brightening, and couldn't help but say, "I might as well be frank with you, in the 21st century... I mean, in my hometown, it's not customary to address people like that."

"Brother Liu..."

Before she could finish speaking, Feng Tingyu's beautiful eyes flickered, as if she were short of money. Just as she was about to speak, a deep voice suddenly came from the garden gate.

"So Miss Feng is here. No wonder I couldn't find you anywhere,"

I said, turning my head sharply. Sure enough, a figure appeared at the garden gate. He was dressed in a white cassock, seemingly a Buddhist or Taoist, but he carried a gourd of wine and had a red, pungent nose. He slowly walked towards me. "Oh! Young master, you've finally woken up?"

I immediately glanced at Feng Tingyu beside me, my heart filled with suspicion. I couldn't help but ask, "And who is this man?"

A bald man approached me with a smile and laughed loudly, "This humble monk's Dharma name is Master Yikong, and I am the one who..." "A Taoist priest in the hall, my uncle is the head priest here."

Seeing him raise the gourd of wine in his hand, I was stunned, startled like a bird startled by a bow, and said in a trembling voice, "You say you are a monk? Isn't it said that monks who worship Buddha cannot drink alcohol?"

Master Yikong pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's not true! Who made that rule? I am a Taoist from the Central Plains. If you want to talk about Buddhism, I've heard that you can only see monks who cannot indulge in wine and women in the Western Regions."

I shook my head, then replied in a deep voice, "But... as far as I remember, Chinese history does indeed record that there were Buddhist followers as early as the Qin Dynasty."

"China? Where is China?"

Master Yikong looked at the young man before him, suspicious. He then slowly said, "Judging from your unusual tone, I can guess you're not from the Central Plains. Am I right?"

I froze, my heart sinking. I looked up anxiously and said, "I... my hometown is in the south."

"Hmm... just as I expected."

Master Yikong fixed his gaze on the young man with the strange short hair before him and said, "As expected, you come from Siam, the southernmost part of the Central Plains."

I was taken aback and said in surprise, "Siam?"

Master Yikong smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I've heard that the residents there don't tie their hair up, some have tanned skin, and some have shaved their heads and walk barefoot all day long. Moreover, they suffer from famine all year round and often live a life no different from that of the walking dead."

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