[Wuxia] Wandering Freely in the Tang Dynasty (Complete) - 5

Chapter 015 Sword Strikes the Heartstrings
Zhu Yuyan felt she had slept incredibly well.
When she opened her eyes again, she felt full of energy. Her understanding of the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Great Art was even more thorough.
Looking up, she saw that it was already pitch black outside the window, but Yuan Yueze was still holding her in the same position as in the afternoon, only now his eyes were closed, and his whole body exuded a peaceful and tranquil aura, as if he had never moved.
Zhu Yuyan couldn't help but take a closer look at Yuan Yueze. Although this man had appeared in her dreams hundreds of times, and she was extremely familiar with him, he was still not as real as he appeared before her.
"Who exactly is he? Where does he come from? Why is his power so immense? He looks to be around twenty years old at most. Even if he started practicing martial arts while still in his mother's womb, he couldn't possibly be as strong as someone who could help me break through to the highest level of the Heavenly Demon Art with just one power, could he? Mei Xian should be almost twenty years older than him. With her calm and intelligent personality, how could she have married this boy, disregarding the proper generational order? I've seen countless people over the decades, and this boy is indeed outstanding in every way. Perhaps that's why Mei Xian married him. But can I let go of my hatred? Can I let go of my destiny? Can I let go of my duty? This boy's arms are so comfortable. To be able to lie in his arms forever, perhaps that's the greatest happiness a woman can have? No! What am I thinking? He is Mei Xian's husband, and it's rumored that Mei Xian is so foolish as to serve him alongside Wan Jing! I absolutely cannot let him succeed! It's one thing for Mei Xian to be foolish, but I will never be like her!"
Zhu Yuyan stared at Yuan Yueze's handsome face, her mind racing with wild thoughts.
Sensing the turmoil in the woman's mind, Yuan Yueze slowly opened his starry eyes, his gaze gleaming as if he had recovered eighty percent of his strength. He looked down and asked, "Awake? How did you sleep?"
"How long did I sleep?"
Zhu Yuyan forced down her thoughts and asked. She remembered it was afternoon before she closed her eyes, and the sky was already this dark when she woke up.
"About three and a half hours!"
Yuan Yueze thought for a moment and said.
"What?"
Zhu Yuyan was somewhat surprised. At her level of cultivation, sleep was necessary, but during sleep, her true energy would automatically circulate to protect her body. She would be aware of even the slightest movement and wake up. But today, she slept for more than three hours without any warning, like someone who knew no martial arts whatsoever. How could she not be surprised?
"Don't you think you slept very comfortably today? Why are you still a little surprised? Do you think that being as paranoid as you are now is a 'normal' life?"
Yuan Yueze looked at the surprised expression on the woman's face and smiled.
"No...it's none of your business, let me go!"
Zhu Yuyan didn't know how to answer Yuan Yueze's question. She could make up an excuse, but she felt that in front of Yuan Yueze's clear and unfathomable eyes, it seemed that no matter how she lied, it would be useless.
Yuan Yueze didn't force her and let her go. Zhu Yuyan got up and gently tidied her slightly messy hair, pretending to be indifferent, and said, "I've noticed that you seem to disdain my Yin Gui Sect's secret technique, the 'Heavenly Demon Great Art.' The power you displayed this afternoon certainly gave you the right to look down on any master in the world. Since you're unwilling to tell me your origins, could you tell me about the origin of the skill that helped me recover my power and break through the 'Reincarnation Chapter' of the 'Heavenly Demon Great Art'?"
"That's not martial arts at all. If it were martial arts, I'm afraid it would be hard to say what the outcome would be if I faced Yuyan, who has now reached the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Demon Great Art."
Yuan Yueze thought that she might think he helped her improve with his true energy, so he answered immediately.
"Not martial arts? Then what is it? That true energy is indeed a bit strange."
Zhu Yuyan's curiosity grew, and she kept asking questions.
"Does Yuyan believe in gods?"
Yuan Yueze stared at her and asked.
"Yes, everyone says 'there are gods three feet above your head,' there must be gods!"
Zhu Yuyan answered naturally when Yuan Yueze asked so abruptly.
"Then what do you think a god should be like? What kind of power does a god have?"
"This..."
Zhu Yuyan couldn't answer. After a moment's thought, a thought flashed through her mind.
"Could it be that you..."
She covered her cherry lips with her hand, her eyes filled with shock as she exclaimed.
Then she calmed down and thought to herself, "I really can't believe my wild imagination. This man in front of me clearly has flesh and blood, breathing and a heartbeat. A god shouldn't be like this, right? It seems he's trying to hide something."
Yuan Yueze looked at her expression and roughly guessed what she was thinking, but he didn't say anything and turned his gaze to the window.
“Yu Yan is in the Demonic Sect, where everyone is scheming and selfish. To be honest, I’m a little worried about you leaving alone,”
Yuan Yueze said again.
“Oh? I’ve already mastered the unprecedented 18th level of the ‘Heavenly Demonic Technique’! What’s there to worry about?”
Zhu Yu Yan winked at Yuan Yueze almost unconsciously and said sweetly. Then she came back to her senses, her face turning shy.
“I just think I understand you better than anyone else in the Demonic Sect, that’s why I’m worried,”
Yuan Yueze said, his eyes fixed on the window.
"I'm increasingly curious about your background. I've lived for almost seventy years, and this is our first meeting. How do you know so much about me? Why should I believe what you say?"
"I told you, never try to intimidate me with your decades of life experience, or I'll just laugh my head off! Do you know how much Mei Xian and Wan Jing would laugh if they knew you were using your age to pressure me?" "
As for my claim of understanding you, it's because I'm unsure if your character will change because of my appearance. I understand your deep hatred for the 'Evil King,' which isn't easily let go. And from my current perspective, once the 'Evil King' goes mad, even I can't guarantee I'll be his match! The 'Evil King' is indeed a once-in-a-century genius. If you're solely focused on revenge, the only result will be mutual destruction, or even mutual annihilation,"
Yuan Yueze said.
Upon hearing the name "Evil King," Zhu Yuyan's expression tightened, but not as intensely as Yuan Yueze had expected.
"That's all you know? I thought you knew all the secrets of my 'Holy Gate'!"
Zhu Yuyan laughed.
"I know many secrets, for example, that Lin Shihong is one of your people, and that only you in the Yin Gui Sect know about 'Elder Wei.' I know all of these."
Yuan Yueze turned his gaze to Zhu Yuyan and smiled.
Hearing what Yuan Yueze said earlier, only a hint of surprise flashed in Zhu Yuyan's eyes, but when she heard the latter part, the shock on her face was evident. But she didn't know what to do. The man in front of her seemed to have recovered his strength, and if they fought, it would likely be a draw. Besides, he didn't seem to have any intention of harming her.
"Don't worry, Yuyan, I have no interest in your affairs. My only concern is your safety. Do you want to see Meixian now?"
Yuan Yueze reassured her and then spoke.
"Now? Is Meixian nearby? Why didn't I sense her? Could it be that Meixian's cultivation is far above mine? But Meixian must hate me!"
Zhu Yuyan sighed, her expression complicated.
"Ask her yourself when you see her."
After Yuan Yueze finished speaking, he closed his eyes and scanned the bracelet with his mind, finding the girls still happily playing inside. He then forcibly pulled Shan Meixian out.
Zhu Yuyan stared in disbelief as a fairy-like woman grew from a small figure into a larger one, slowly flying out of the bracelet on Yuan Yueze's wrist. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than her own daughter! Shan Meixian now appeared to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with an ethereal and otherworldly aura. Although rumors circulated that Shan Meixian had regained her youthful beauty, Zhu Yuyan had never believed it. Seeing it with her own eyes today, how could she not be astonished!
Shan Meixian, forcibly pulled out of the bracelet by Yuan Yueze's mind, was about to complain when her gaze swept across the entire room and she saw her mother's familiar face. Although they hadn't seen each other for nearly twenty years, Shan Meixian recognized Zhu Yuyan, whose mouth gaped open, at a glance.
Shan Meixian smiled broadly, stepped forward, and knelt down, saying, "It's been over ten years since I last greeted my mother. Meixian greets my mother."
She then rose and went to Yuan Yueze's side, naturally taking his arm, her face still beaming with a bright smile.
Zhu Yuyan was completely speechless; surprise, curiosity, embarrassment, and conflicting emotions made it impossible for her to face Shan Meixian so quickly.
"Meixian and Yuyan should have a good talk. Don't worry about anything. I'm going for a walk,"
Yuan Yueze said to Shan Meixian.
Hearing Yuan Yueze address Zhu Yuyan so affectionately, Shan Meixian couldn't help but glare at him. She rose and went to Zhu Yuyan's side, sitting down affectionately with her arm around Zhu Yuyan's slightly embarrassed expression.
For the next two hours, Yuan Yueze went inside to comfort the resentful Shang Xiuxun, then played around with the other girls, before calling Shan Wanjing out to meet Zhu Yuyan. By this time, Shan Wanjing had long since lost her hatred. She had only heard bits and pieces of information from Shan Meixian before, but meeting Yuan Yueze completely changed her life. Now, she felt deeply sorry for Zhu Yuyan.
Shang Xiuxun was still menstruating, and to soothe her emotions and to fully recover his strength, Yuan Yueze held her and slept with her in his arms while she blushed.
The next morning, Yuan Yueze remembered that Shan Meixian and the other two women hadn't eaten anything. Zhu Yuyan, after all, was still a mortal and needed to eat. So he went out and cooked some porridge and a few side dishes, then knocked on the door of the small wooden house.
Shan Wanjing ran out to open the door. After Yuan Yueze entered and put down the food, he found that all three women had tear stains on their faces, and Zhu Yuyan's eyes were red and her expression haggard. Clearly, they had been talking all night without sleep.
Yuan Yueze said, "Come on, have something to eat. You two can handle it, but Yu Yan's body probably can't."
Zhu Yu Yan didn't dare look Yuan Yueze in the eye. Pulled by Shan Meixian, she sat down at the small table, ready to try Yuan Yueze's cooking.
Shan Wan Jing had already pounced on him, devouring the food.
"Husband, why do you call Grandma so affectionately?"
Shan Wan Jing hadn't even swallowed all the food in her mouth, her words slurred, her face full of teasing.
"You brat, shut up!"
Zhu Yu Yan had just taken a sip of porridge when her granddaughter teased her, almost spitting it out, her face flushed red. Shan Wan Jing
was always the life of the party for Yuan Yueze and the others; whenever she made a fuss, the atmosphere would become incredibly lively.
Yuan Yueze just smiled as he watched the three women eat and chat idly, thinking that this chance encounter with the 'Empress of the Underworld' was truly a good thing. Although he couldn't guarantee he could completely dispel the hatred in Zhu Yuyan's heart, Yuan Yueze could see that the 'Empress of Yin' at this moment was no longer the 'Empress of Yin' from yesterday.
"Yuyan, why are you here? Shouldn't you be overseeing the Yin Gui Sect?"
Yuan Yueze asked.
"This is where I grew up, and where my master passed away. I make time to come here every year,"
Zhu Yuyan said, her eyes slightly dimming as she mentioned her master.
The other three in the room looked at her with pity, and Shan Wanjing started joking around again, finally changing the atmosphere.
"Let's go out for a walk again today. There's going to be a good show in Yangzhou!"
Yuan Yueze stretched and laughed.
"Okay, Wanjing and I will tidy up and go out first. You and your mother can say a few words,"
Shan Meixian got up and tidied up the dishes with Shan Wanjing, gave Yuan Yueze a wink, and headed out the door.
Yuan Yueze and Zhu Yuyan sat silently facing each other.
After a long pause, Yuan Yueze spoke first: "We part today, and I don't know when we'll meet again. Let me just say one more thing, Yu Yan, please don't do anything reckless, and please take care of yourself."
Zhu Yu Yan nodded with a complicated expression.
"'Empress of the Underworld,' would you like to experience the feeling of being in my arms one last time before we part?"
Yuan Yueze asked with a smile, opening his arms wide.
Zhu Yu Yan gave Yuan Yueze a reproachful look, and then, like a bird returning to the forest, she actually threw herself into his arms. The two of them quietly nestled together for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. Yuan Yueze could clearly feel that his chest was wet, obviously soaked by Zhu Yu Yan's tears. He lowered his head and pressed his lips to the cherry blossoms of the beauty in his arms.
After a long while, their lips parted, and the alluring 'Empress of the Underworld' had melted into the tenderness of the man before her, her eyes shimmering with spring water. Suddenly, she regained her senses and lowered her head, whispering, "You...you give Yu Yan some...some time, okay?"
Yuan Yueze was taken aback. He hadn't meant anything by it at the moment; it seemed Shan Meixian had said something to Zhu Yu Yan, and in this situation, it was easy to imagine what would happen next.
"Yu Yan, rest well. The 'Empress of the Underworld' has been reborn. When we meet again, I, Yuan, will give you a surprise you can't even imagine!"
Yuan Yueze picked up Zhu Yu Yan, placed her on the bed, pulled the blanket over her, and gently kissed her delicate face before speaking. After saying this, he turned and left gracefully.
"Hmph! Still being so secretive with me! Luckily, I have a good daughter who tells me everything!"
Zhu Yu Yan watched Yuan Yueze's imposing figure disappear outside the door, feeling that familiar presence gradually fading away from the small house, and softly snorted. Her tone was cold, but her face was flushed, indescribably charming and alluring.
Yuan Yueze, Shan Meixian, and Shang Xiuxun traveled together, enjoying themselves along the way, and finally arrived at the northern suburbs outside Yangzhou City on the evening of the third day.
Shan Wanjing, being playful, had already run off to find amusement in the bracelet, while Shang Xiuxun, completely infatuated with Yuan Yueze, came out to keep him company. She even suggested finding some meat to roast some game.
Humans are strange like that: after indulging in rich food and wearing gold and silver every day, they crave a simple life, the feeling of plain food. Similarly, those who eat coarse grains and wild vegetables every day dream of promotion, wealth, and a life of luxury.
Perhaps this is just the work of human desire!
Yuan Yueze agreed with Shang Xiuxun and then led the two women into a dilapidated temple ahead.
"There's a woman's aura inside!"
Shan Meixian said.
"Let's ignore her; we're just going in to roast something to eat,"
Yuan Yueze said.
The three entered the dilapidated temple hall, where they saw a beautiful figure in white, sitting alone by a pillar, tending a fire. The woman in white had fair skin, delicate eyebrows, and bright, sparkling eyes; she was truly an ethereal beauty. A small, dark mole on her red lips added to her striking presence, enhancing her mysterious allure. Yuan Yueze couldn't help but secretly admire her; this woman was comparable to the former Song Yuzhi.
The woman inside the temple was equally surprised as she observed the man and two women. She had clearly sensed an aura approaching the temple, but judging from its intensity, it posed little threat. Now, it turned out to be three people, meaning the other two were definitely more powerful than herself!
"Master is right, the Central Plains is indeed vast and rich in resources, a land of hidden talents! These three are at most twenty years old, yet their cultivation is so extraordinary!"
the woman in white mused to herself.
Looking up again, she saw the man in the middle, with a commanding presence, sword-like eyebrows, and bright eyes. His features were like jewels set in his face, and his gaze was deep and unfathomable, captivating all who beheld him. The woman to his left, dressed in flowing white robes, her long hair swaying in the wind, possessed a beautiful face and a graceful figure, making the woman in white feel somewhat inferior. What intrigued the woman even more was the unique, otherworldly aura emanating from the man and woman before her. The woman on the left, in particular, was like a fairy descended from heaven, pure and noble, yet possessing a womanly charm unique to her.
The woman to the man's right, while slightly less beautiful and elegant than the one on the left, was still radiant and captivating. Tall and slender, she was a beauty of unparalleled grace. Her wheat-colored skin radiated vitality, inspiring envy.
The two groups exchanged glances briefly. Yuan Yueze spoke, "My wife and I were passing by. It's getting late, so we'd like to rest here. Please forgive us for disturbing you."
The woman in white, recovering from the shock of the three, said coldly, "This is unclaimed land. Please, all of you."
She then turned her gaze back to the campfire.
Yuan Yueze said, "Excuse me!"
and walked to a small clearing not far from the woman in white. Shan Meixian casually gathered some firewood and lit it.
Yuan Yueze took out some meat and seasonings, skewered them, and started grilling. Soon, the aroma filled the air. The woman in white was clearly peeking at them curiously. Seeing that the grilled meat would be ready in a moment, and noticing the woman in white glancing at them, Yuan Yueze figured she was attracted by the delicious food and was about to invite her over. Suddenly, his brow furrowed, his gaze shifting to the closed gate of the dilapidated temple. He exchanged a glance with Shan Meixian, nodding to each other, both sensing a dozen or so streams of killing intent approaching the temple.
"Bang!"
The temple gate was flung open, and a dozen burly men in tight-fitting clothes, wielding weapons, rushed in. The leader was tall and imposing, with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a cold expression, his right hand gripping a strangely shaped longsword. The group entered, their expressions shifting slightly upon seeing Yuan Yueze and his two companions, clearly surprised by the beauty of Shan Meixian and Shang Xiuxun.
"You've finally arrived,"
the woman in white said in a cool tone. She remained seated, motionless.
"You were waiting for us?"
the leader asked, turning to the woman in white.
"Let's cut to the chase! Rumor has it that Prime Minister Yang Su, plotting a rebellion, built the 'Yang Gong Treasure Vault,' filled with countless treasures and weapons. Unfortunately, he died young and never got to use them… Afterwards, a legend arose: 'Whoever finds the treasure vault will unify the world!' There's also a rumor that you, young lady, are the only one who has personally visited the vault. Are you waiting for us today to tell us its location?"
the burly leader said.
"I'm just waiting for you to 'test my sword'!"
the woman in white said slowly and casually.
"You've got a sharp tongue, beautiful lady! What about the rest?"
Several men behind the burly man stared lewdly at the woman's alluring figure, their eyes gleaming with lust.
"Enough talk! Brothers, attack!"
the leader shouted.
The woman in white maintained her aloof demeanor, a sharp glint flashing in her beautiful eyes. Her longsword was drawn from its sheath, and the dozen or so burly men who rushed forward couldn't even see how she moved. A flash of sword light, and the two at the front were already lifeless.
"She's a master! Everyone, be careful!"
the leader warned again, gripping his sword with both hands, ready to strike.
The woman in white attacked again, her sword energy surging and shooting across the entire area. The dozen or so men struggled to defend themselves, looking extremely disheveled.
Yuan Yueze and the two women were also observing the situation. When they had just discussed the "Yang Gong Treasure Vault," Yuan Yueze had already confirmed the woman in white's identity: the Korean Rakshasa woman—Fu Junzhuo. He was simply very curious: since Yuan Yueze had already taken everything from the treasure vault, why were there still rumors surrounding Fu Junzhuo?
Curiosity aside, Yuan Yueze still carefully observed Fu Junzhuo's swordsmanship. In the first few moves, he saw that Fu Junzhuo's swordplay was always preemptive, like a chess piece making its moves, constantly putting the dozen or so burly men, who were not badly matched, at a disadvantage.
Fu Junzhuo calmly withdrew her attacks, her movements as smooth and natural as flowing water.
"Why did you stop so quickly, young lady? The battle is not over yet, is it?"
the leading burly man asked curiously.
Fu Junzhuo did not answer, but stared coldly at the leading burly man, her expression as if mocking how ignorant and foolish his question was.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
While the leading burly man was still confused, he heard a sound behind him and turned around. He saw that the dozen or so men who had been fine just moments before were now coughing up blood and falling backward.
"Damn it, this is some kind of heretical technique! What kind of swordsmanship is this? What's your background?"
Seeing his entire army wiped out, the leader flew into a rage. To hide his fear, he charged forward with his sword.
Fu Junzhuo controlled her sword with her inner energy, her finger pointing outwards. The sword swirled and spun, unleashing nine strikes in quick succession, turning defense into offense. Her sword aura enveloped her entire body, forcing the burly man back. Her sword speed was swift, her power fierce, and her control exceptionally precise. Yuan Yueze and the two women nearby couldn't help but nod in approval.
Having repelled her opponent with one move, Fu Junzhuo showed no mercy, increasing her strength and concentrating her sword energy on it. She thrust with all her might, aiming straight for the burly man's throat. The burly man, already wounded by the sword's power, had no strength left to dodge. He watched helplessly as the sword pierced his throat, dying instantly!
In his dying moments, the burly man seemed to recall some legendary, exotic swordsmanship, but it was too late.
"The Heavenly King won't...won't...let him go..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the burly man was lifeless.
Fu Junzhuo sheathed her sword, glanced at the man and two women beside her, and returned to her fire to rest. She found the dilapidated temple completely destroyed, and her fire long since extinguished.
"If you don't mind, young lady, you can come over and warm yourself by the fire, and perhaps try my husband's cooking,"
Shan Meixian said, turning to see Fu Junzhuo's expression.
Fu Junzhuo turned her graceful body and nodded in thanks, "Thank you for the invitation, madam."
She readily sat down beside Shan Meixian, her tone no longer cold.
She noticed that only Yuan Yueze and his two companions, within a few feet of each other, hadn't been affected by the fight. And Fu Junzhuo saw that these three hadn't moved an inch! What level of cultivation! Moreover, the three of them remained unfazed by the scene they had just witnessed, a courage that Fu Junzhuo greatly admired.
Yuan Yueze continued grilling the meat silently, while Fu Junzhuo chatted with Shan Meixian and the other two women. Women are naturally friendly, and they talked about random things, so time passed quickly. Fu Junzhuo would occasionally steal glances at Yuan Yueze, who was focused on grilling the meat.
After a short while, Yuan Yueze finished grilling several large slices of beef, and the aroma filled the air. Fu Junzhuo couldn't help but focus her gaze on the grilled meat, clearly attracted by the delicious food.
Seeing Fu Junzhuo's expression, Yuan Yueze smiled and separated a few slices of meat, handing them to the three women. Fu Junzhuo didn't even suspect that the person in front of her might have poisoned the food before eagerly taking a bite.
"It smells so good! Why does this roast meat have a tingling sensation on my tongue, and a fiery, burning taste that's also incredibly comforting?"
Fu Junzhuo asked curiously, having never tasted such delicious roast meat before.
"Two of the seasonings here are not from the Central Plains. Currently, within the Central Plains, only I possess them,"
Yuan Yueze said with a smile.
"Oh?"
Fu Junzhuo's beautiful eyes fixed on Yuan Yueze, a look of eager curiosity flashing in them.
"The tingling sensation comes from a seasoning originating from Persia, while the fiery sensation comes from a seasoning originating from the land east of the sea,"
Yuan Yueze explained.
Fu Junzhuo was surprised again. This was the first time she had heard anyone other than her master mention "land beyond the sea." Ancient people believed the sky was flat and the earth was round, and that apart from the Central Plains and beyond, the surrounding area was all sea. Fu Cailin was erudite and knowledgeable, so Fu Junzhuo naturally believed his words. How could she not be astonished to hear a man several years younger than herself speaking as eloquently as Fu Cailin?
"Miss, there's no need to be surprised. My husband is by no means inferior to your teacher in talent,"
Shan Meixian said with a smile. She and Shang Xiuxun had just learned of Fu Junzhuo's identity.
Fu Junzhuo was puzzled. Who were these people before her? Did they really know her identity? She had always been very secretive about her entry into the Central Plains; how could they know? Or were they deceiving her?
"Does Madam know my teacher?"
Fu Junzhuo asked tentatively.
Shan Meixian remained silent, continuing to chew her meat.
"We have never met your teacher, only heard of his name,"
Yuan Yueze said.
Fu Junzhuo became even more certain that they were lying. She remained silent, continuing to enjoy her roasted meat.
"I simply don't understand, Miss Fu, you must have already seen that the treasure vault is empty. So how did you manage to attract the attention of the various forces in the Central Plains?"
Yuan Yueze asked, looking at Fu Junzhuo.
Fu Junzhuo was startled and quickly grabbed the sword beside her, looking at Yuan Yueze warily: "Who exactly are you? You've also been inside the treasure vault? How do you know my surname?" "
Miss Fu, you must have seen the words on the walls of the treasure vault. Those were carved by me, Yuan!"
"What!"
Fu Junzhuo covered her mouth with her delicate fingers, exclaiming in surprise.
"You...you're Yuan Yueze? Didn't you say you've already 'ascended to immortality'? Later, I heard you became the son-in-law of the Song Clan in Lingnan. Which version is true?"
After calming down for a moment, Fu Junzhuo asked several questions in succession.
"These things are a long story!"
Yuan Yueze gave Fu Junzhuo a charming smile and sighed deeply.
Fu Junzhuo's face flushed inexplicably, and she quickly lowered her head, slowly chewing on her roasted meat.
She had also heard Yuan Yueze's earth-shattering roar more than half a year ago. A woman in love, especially a man like Yuan Yueze who dared to defy the world for his wife, greatly intrigued Fu Junzhuo. Later, she heard rumors that he had ascended to immortality, leaving her feeling a pang of disappointment; she hadn't even had the chance to see him in person. After the martial world gradually calmed down, Fu Junzhuo, under her master's orders, came to the Central Plains for training. Entering the "Yang Gong Treasure Vault," she found it empty, and the words left on the walls only deepened her astonishment, further fueling her curiosity about Yuan Yueze. After leaving the vault, she heard that the "Heavenly Blade" of Lingnan had announced their intention to marry their youngest daughter to Yuan Yueze. Upon receiving this news, Fu Junzhuo was somewhat excited: this man was still alive! Although she had never seen Yuan Yueze in person, she reasoned that with the "Heavenly Blade's" discerning eye, they would never betroth their daughter to an ordinary man. Upon hearing that "Heavenly Blade" didn't seem to mind Yuan Yueze's existing family and still betrothed his most beloved daughter to him, Fu Junzhuo concluded that Yuan Yueze must be an exceptional individual! From then on, Fu Junzhuo had two goals: first, to spread the news of her knowledge of the "Yang Gong Treasure Vault" to incite chaos in the Central Plains; second, to personally meet Yuan Yueze and see what kind of person he truly was.
Today, meeting him at the dilapidated temple, Fu Junzhuo was immediately struck by Yuan Yueze's extraordinary bearing, demeanor, and appearance. Seeing that he already had two wives, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. However, this feeling wasn't as strong as it had been after learning Yuan Yueze's true identity!
After scrutinizing Yuan Yueze more closely, Fu Junzhuo was deeply impressed. This man before her was undoubtedly an exceptional individual. "Only the woman beside him, as beautiful as a fairy, is worthy of him!"
Fu Junzhuo glanced at Shan Meixian and thought wistfully.
How perceptive Shan Meixian was! Fu Junzhuo's slightest change in demeanor was noticed by her. She gave Yuan Yueze a reproachful glare before resuming her conversation with Fu Junzhuo.
Before long, it was almost midnight. Looking at Shan Meixian, who showed no signs of fatigue, Fu Junzhuo couldn't help but yawn. Her face flushed red with embarrassment.
"Miss Fu, do you have a place to stay?"
Shan Meixian asked, noticing her expression.
"I'm afraid I can only manage to stay here for the night,"
Fu Junzhuo said helplessly, looking around at the mess.
"How can you stay here? Miss Fu is so beautiful; staying here will harm your health,"
Shan Meixian said.
"Sister is joking. Junzhuo is just an ugly woman in your eyes,"
Fu Junzhuo retorted. Indeed, she paled in comparison to Shan Meixian. Having just learned that this eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl was the former Lady Dongming, Fu Junzhuo was greatly surprised. It seemed the legend of Shan Meixian regaining her youthful beauty was indeed true. Because the girl before her looked so natural, it was impossible for her to maintain her youthful appearance with profound inner strength.
Fu Junzhuo was filled with questions, about Yuan Yueze and about Shan Meixian, but she couldn't bring herself to ask.
"If Miss Fu doesn't mind, how about I handle it?"
Yuan Yueze smiled.
Fu Junzhuo nodded, puzzled.
Yuan Yueze closed his eyes and connected his thoughts to the bracelet. With a flash of light, the four of them entered the bracelet.
"Husband, you're back!"
Shan Ruyin was chasing a rabbit not far away. Seeing Yuan Yueze and the others enter, she ran over.
"Oh, who is this sister? She's so beautiful!"
Shan Ruyin tilted her head and stared at Fu Junzhuo.
Fu Junzhuo had only felt a flash before her eyes and found herself in this fairyland. She was immediately dumbfounded and just stared blankly at Yuan Yueze. Hearing the fairy voice in her ears, she came back to her senses and found another little fairy standing beside her, staring at her curiously. Unable to find the words to speak, she turned her gaze to Yuan Yueze.
"Miss Fu must have many questions, right? Let Meixian explain them to you in a moment. Just know that we mean you no harm,"
Yuan Yueze said with a smile.
Fu Junzhuo nodded. This man was too mysterious, and his martial arts were definitely superior to hers. If he truly harbored ill intentions, she wouldn't be able to escape! Moreover, she seemed to secretly wish for him to have some bad intentions towards her. Thinking of this, Fu Junzhuo immediately cursed herself inwardly, her face flushing with embarrassment.
Seeing Fu Junzhuo's changing expressions—surprise one moment, shyness the next—Yuan Yueze, seemingly oblivious to her own reaction, led the women into the large house.
That evening, the women tacitly agreed to let Yuan Yueze accompany Shang Xiuxun. They all understood Shang Xiuxun's resentment, especially Song Yuzhi, who felt embarrassed for marrying Yuan Yueze before her sister Xiuxun. Therefore, she was the first to agree to Yuan Yueze spending the night with Shang Xiuxun.
Seeing her sisters' consideration, Shang Xiuxun felt shy and fell into a deep sleep in Yuan Yueze's warm embrace.
Meanwhile, Shan Meixian stayed with Fu Junzhuo, partly because she was worried Fu Junzhuo wouldn't be familiar with the new facilities, and partly to give her a general explanation.
Fu Junzhuo was so surprised by what she heard that she couldn't sleep. She sensed that what Shan Meixian had told her was only a small part of this man's secrets, and that a larger secret was currently inconvenient to tell her. She felt a pang of jealousy, feeling a pang of envy towards Shan Meixian and the other women.
As the night passed, Shan Meixian decided to stay in the bracelet and continue playing her musical instruments, while Song Yuzhi and Shang Xiuxun accompanied Yuan Yueze out. Fu Junzhuo stared in disbelief as Yuan Yueze waved his hand, and the group reappeared in the dilapidated temple.
"Miss Fu, where do you plan to go next? If it's convenient, we can go together,"
Yuan Yueze invited.
"I...I want to go alone, so I won't disturb you any longer,"
Fu Junzhuo replied, her mind in turmoil.
Yuan Yueze didn't press her, and immediately rose to take his leave: "Miss Fu, if fate allows, we will meet again. Please take care of yourself, and don't force yourself."
Hearing his concerned words, Fu Junzhuo's eyes welled up with tears, and she quickly bowed her head, saying, "Until we meet again. Please take care, Young Master Yuan and my two sisters."
The three figures slowly disappeared, but Fu Junzhuo remained standing there, lost in thought. After a long while, she recovered and turned to run off in the opposite direction.
"Husband, I think Sister Fu seems quite interested in you. Why don't you make a move?"
Song Yuzhi said as they walked.
Yuan Yueze was indeed quite interested in Fu Junzhuo. After more than half a year of experience, he was no longer a greenhorn. He felt a special kind of pity for the women in the original story who had tragic endings. He had also worried about this: was he being too promiscuous? Fortunately, Shan Meixian advised him that he should just face everything calmly.
But Song Yuzhi's words came at the worst possible time. Shang Xiuxun, that little jealous pot, was still annoyed that she hadn't officially married into the family yet. Upon hearing Song Yuzhi's words, her pretty face immediately fell.
Seeing this, Song Yuzhi immediately understood what was going on, ran over to tease Shang Xiuxun, and then they started playing around.
The three of them walked and played. A few days later, after Yuan Yueze heard the news in Yangzhou that the Longevity Formula had been lost, he knew that the Twin Dragons were about to be born. He had no interest in the Twin Dragons, but he was worried about whether Fu Junzhuo would really perish. So he took the two women and wandered around Danyang City.
In the afternoon, Song Yuzhi said that the Song clan's salt-carrying ship was about to arrive at the Danyang dock and wanted to greet Song Qiang, the old steward who was leading the ship. Yuan Yueze then led the two women towards the dock.
Before they even reached the dock, they saw three people standing on it, gazing at the water. One of the women, a tall and slender figure, was someone Yuan Yueze and the others knew very well—Fu Junzhuo, whom they had only parted from a few days ago.
Life is unpredictable; Yuan Yueze had originally intended to acquire the entire 'Yang Gong Treasure Trove,' but Fu Junzhuo still followed the old path of "possessing information about the treasure." And looking at the two ragged young men beside Fu Junzhuo in the distance, they must be the Twin Dragons; they really were destined to meet.
"Miss Fu, we meet again!"
Yuan Yueze said, leading the two women over.
The familiar voice rang in her ears. Fu Junzhuo turned around, suppressing her excitement, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Young Master Yuan, how have you been?"
Yuan Yueze nodded in acknowledgment, then nodded to the two dragons beside him in greeting. However, the two dragons' expressions were unfriendly, staring coldly at Yuan Yueze. It seemed that they were quite displeased by Fu Junzhuo's excited greeting to Yuan Yueze.
Yuan Yueze ignored the two of them and invited Fu Junzhuo to board the Song family's ship. Fu Junzhuo was of course more than willing, but the two dragons refused to come. Fu Junzhuo had no choice but to put on her icy expression and forcibly drag the two dragons onto the ship.
After resting for a few hours, a servant came to call Fu Junzhuo and the two dragons to have a meal. Fu Junzhuo was naturally very happy, but seeing the long faces of the two dragons, she had to force them again.
At the table, the way the two dragons ate like starving ghosts made everyone laugh.
After the meal, tea was served, and Yuan Yueze asked, "Miss Fu, how have you been these past few days?"
"My mother is doing well, of course! You don't need to worry!"
Xu Ziling interjected. Upon
hearing Xu Ziling call her "mother" in front of Yuan Yueze, Fu Junzhuo, fearing he might misunderstand, quickly interrupted him. Yuan Yueze didn't mind and laughed heartily.
Just as they were about to chat a bit more, Yuan Yueze's expression suddenly turned cold: "Someone's here. I'll go see what's going on! You all stay inside and don't move."
When Yuan Yueze reached the bow of the boat, he saw the old steward, Song Qiang, already standing there. Upon seeing Yuan Yueze, Song Qiang immediately bowed to his son-in-law.
Just as Yuan Yueze was about to wave his hand, a voice imbued with profound inner strength came from the right bank of the river: "I wonder which expert from the Song Clan is in charge of the fleet? Please dock and let Yuwen Huaji board to greet us."
Song Qiang, being an old and shrewd man, naturally knew who Yuwen Huaji was, and quickly shouted, "I am Song Qiang, in charge of this ship's affairs, but today the Song Clan's son-in-law, Young Master Yuan, is here, so please ask him to take charge."
"What brings you here, sir? Why do you want us to stop?"
Yuan Yueze continued to shout.
Upon hearing that Yuan Yueze, who had once caused a great stir in the martial arts world and later became the son-in-law of the Song Clan, was present at the riverbank, Yuwen Huaji couldn't help but ask curiously, "Someone reported that a wanted criminal is on the Song Clan's ship. Yuwen Huaji is in a dilemma, unable to disobey the imperial decree, yet also unable to disrespect the Song Clan. Therefore, I beg you, sir, to be lenient. After inspecting the ship, I will naturally give the Song Clan justice."
"No need! The person isn't on my ship. Who dares to approach? Don't blame me for being ruthless! Lord Yuwen, please!"
Yuan Yueze said coldly, showing no mercy to Yuwen Huaji.
Unexpectedly, Yuwen Huaji said, "In that case, I won't disturb the Song Clan and Young Master Yuan. Farewell!"
Yuan Yueze was still wondering why Yuwen Huaji had suddenly softened when he heard the Song Clan members behind him begin to flatter him.
Yuan Yueze chuckled, shook his head, and returned to the cabin.
To his surprise, only Song Yuzhi and Shang Xiuxun were in the cabin. Yuan Yueze's heart skipped a beat, and he asked urgently, "Where are Miss Fu and those two boys?"
Song Yuzhi could only reply, "Sister Fu didn't want to be a burden to us, so she left from the back cabin. We tried to persuade her to stay, but she was too stubborn."
Yuan Yueze sighed inwardly, "Just as I thought," and said to the two women, "You two stay here, I'm going to rescue Miss Fu!"
With that, he turned and quickly slipped out of the cabin.
"Sister Xiuxun, it seems our family is going to have another member!"
Song Yuzhi teased Shang Xiuxun, her mind quick-witted.
"It's all because of this damned period!"
Shang Xiuxun muttered, looking down.
Yuan Yueze moved while probing Fu Junzhuo's aura, finally detecting two strong auras a hundred feet away. It seemed that Fu Junzhuo and Yuwen Huaji were already fighting.
Yuwen Huaji stood atop a giant rock, while Fu Junzhuo transformed into a ghostly wisp of smoke, attacking from all directions. Her precious blade became countless streaks of light, cascading like mercury onto the ground like a tidal wave, a desperate, all-out assault.
Yuwen Huaji's long face was solemn; his hands moved with a mix of fists, claws, and palms, occasionally unleashing swift kicks, as if using magic to counter Fu Junzhuo's relentless and ferocious onslaught.
"Miss Fu!"
Yuan Yueze's voice came from afar. Fu Junzhuo was momentarily distracted, losing her initiative. She saw Yuwen Huaji's right palm already striking her chest, leaving her nowhere to dodge.
Fu Junzhuo closed her eyes, silently lamenting her impending doom. Her master and junior sisters flashed through her mind, and finally, the image of that seemingly omnipotent mysterious man appeared.
"Young Master Yuan, see you in the next life!"
Fu Junzhuo screamed.
"Bang!"
Yuwen Huaji laughed inwardly: this attack contained the full power of the 'Ice Profound Force,' Fu Junzhuo was doomed.
After the deafening sound, Fu Junzhuo thought she should be dead, so she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was the man who haunted her dreams! Fu Junzhuo didn't know what had happened! It seemed she wasn't dead yet?
"Junzhuo, there's no need for the next life, we've met again, haven't we?"
Yuan Yueze's face flushed slightly as he embraced Fu Junzhuo and laughed.
Hearing Yuan Yueze address her so affectionately, Fu Junzhuo's face flushed crimson. It seemed he had saved her in her moment of crisis. So ashamed, she buried her head deep in Yuan Yueze's chest, too embarrassed to look up.
Not far away, Yuwen Huaji was astonished: this man had actually taken all of his power with his back! It seemed that while this guy wasn't as superhuman as the rumors suggested, some of the rumors were indeed true! Yuwen Huaji became excited. He was a martial arts fanatic, but years of serving Yang Guang had left him with few opportunities to experience the thrill of combat. Seeing Yuan Yueze's seemingly unfathomable strength today, his martial spirit was ignited, and he no longer underestimated his opponent. He slowly gathered his aura, preparing to strike.
"Wait here for a moment, I'll teach this lackey of Yang Guang a lesson,"
Yuan Yueze said, turning back with Fu Junzhuo in his arms.
"Okay, you… be careful,"
Fu Junzhuo murmured, still too embarrassed to speak. She also longed to witness the mysterious man's martial arts skills firsthand.
Fu Junzhuo stepped back, and Yuan Yueze conjured a longsword out of thin air, standing with it in hand. His purple robes fluttered in the wind, and his handsome face was indeed captivating.
Yuan Yueze's gaze was fixed on Yuwen Huaji, who appeared to be around thirty years old, tall and slender, with long limbs, an ancient and weathered face, a cold expression, and unfathomable eyes that gave him a ruthless and cold impression, yet also an aura of domineering power that intimidated people.
"The woman you are protecting is a wanted criminal who attempted to assassinate the Emperor. Although you are the son-in-law of the Song Clan, Yuwen Huaji is acting on imperial orders! Can you afford to offend him?"
Yuwen Huaji said.
"Imperial orders? Hahaha!"
Yuan Yueze laughed loudly, as if he had heard a joke.
"Don't even mention an imperial edict, even if that old scoundrel Yang Guang came in person, I, Yuan, would disdain him! And you are nothing but his lackey!"
Yuwen Huaji was no weakling, especially since Yuan Yueze had just shielded Fu Junzhuo from Yuwen Huaji's fatal blow with his own body. Even after the Ice Profound True Qi entered his body, Yuan Yueze could still feel the discomfort in his meridians. So he held off Yuwen Huaji, secretly circulating his true qi to force out the icy energy within his body.
"Insolence!"
Yuwen Huaji was thoroughly insulted and roared, channeling Ice Profound True Qi into his palms. The chilling energy spread for several feet, causing the bamboo forest behind him to bend under the influence of the cold. Having accumulated power for a long time, Yuwen Huaji leaped into the air, the powerful chilling energy pressing down directly on Yuan Yueze's head, penetrating every crevice, striking him with a palm like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit. If it were an ordinary master unleashing a palm strike, a clear gust of wind would be generated, striking the enemy. But the chilling force emanating from Yuwen Huaji's palm strike was seemingly nonexistent, as if the surrounding air itself was being manipulated by him, pressing towards Yuan Yueze from all directions. That helpless feeling of not knowing which target to retaliate against was the most deadly.
"A mere trick!"
Yuan Yueze sneered, drawing his longsword and casually meeting Yuwen Huaji's attack.
Yuwen Huaji's expression changed drastically.
This sword strike from Yuan Yueze was a technique he had developed after his second duel with Song Que, under Song Que's guidance, having grasped the state of 'intentional yet unintentional'. This sword strike was unpredictable; as the blade danced, it was like the sun shining brightly, illuminating the earth.
"Bang!"
The air currents collided, forming a vortex that rippled outwards from the two of them. Yuwen Huaji, slightly disheveled after the direct clash, had not only faced a powerful strike but had also combined parrying and striking techniques. Even with Yuwen Huaji's skill, he couldn't discern which part of his body the sword would pierce. The cowardly Yuwen Huaji immediately withdrew his attack to defend, but was still forced back several feet before stopping.
But Yuan Yueze wouldn't let him off so easily. Even as Yuwen Huaji retreated, Yuan Yueze was faster than lightning, already leaping forward, his sword flashing, unleashing three incredible thrusts at unfathomable angles, leaving no trace.
Sensing the opponent's increasingly powerful aura, Yuwen Huaji felt a growing sense of despair. No matter how he dealt with these seemingly simple three sword strikes, he would inevitably miss one, and that one strike might be the most fatal.
But under the pressure of Yuan Yueze's aura, Yuwen Huaji had no way to escape and could only block.
"Clang! Clang!"
After two crisp sounds of weapons clashing, Yuwen Huaji screamed, spitting out blood, and flew backward. He disappeared in a few leaps.
Yuan Yueze didn't pursue; he simply flicked his wrist, gripped his longsword behind his arm, and gazed in the direction Yuwen Huaji had fled.
Fu Junzhuo, standing behind him, was heartbroken by the two sword strikes, staring in disbelief at the man and sword not far ahead. The two dragons in the distant bushes also stared dumbfounded at Yuan Yueze.
"Hey, Yuwen Huaji, you can save your life after you've killed Yang Guang!"

Chapter 016 Enemy's Footprints Reappear in
Jiangdu, General's Mansion.
Yuwen Huaji sat at the table, his face slightly pale, sipping hot tea. Accompanying him was Yuchi Sheng, the General Manager of the Jiangdu General's Mansion.
The two were not only acquaintances, but their relationship was also extraordinary.
Before Yang Jian established the Sui Dynasty, he was a minister of the Northern Zhou. Later, after the death of Emperor Xuan of Zhou, Yuwen Yun, Yang Jian colluded with Zheng Yi, the Grand Secretary of the Inner Court, and Liu Fang, the Grand Master of the Imperial Censorate, to forge an edict to bring Yang Jian into power, citing the young age of the succeeding Emperor Yuwen Shan. A year later, Yang Jian forced Emperor Jing to abdicate and declared himself emperor.
The Yuwen family's rule in the Northern Zhou was thus replaced by the Yang family.
However, due to the deep-rooted power of the Yuwen clan, Yang Jian, despite becoming emperor, was unable to completely eradicate the Yuwen faction. When his son, Yang Guang, became emperor, the Yuwen clan rose to power again.
Strictly speaking, although the Yuwen clan appeared loyal to the Sui dynasty, they were merely burying their hatred deep within.
After Yang Jian seized power, three ministers who supported the Yuwen family of Northern Zhou rebelled: Yuchi Zhou, the governor of Xiangzhou; Sima Xiaonan, the governor of Zhengzhou; and Wang Qian, the governor of Yizhou. These individuals were either related to the Yuwen family or loyal to the Northern Zhou royal family. Yuchi Zhou was Yuchi Sheng's cousin, demonstrating their close relationship.
Yuwen Huaji sighed, "This book is of utmost importance. I've prepared skilled men to pretend to have successfully deciphered it as soon as we obtain it, and then give it to that tyrant to cultivate. I guarantee he'll be dead within three months. Who would have thought that getting what should have been so easy would be so fraught with difficulties? Now, the only thing we can do is recover from our injuries."
Yuchi Sheng sneered, "Even without the book, I fear the Yang family will still be in jeopardy on their throne. Heaven bless the Great Zhou! Since this tyrant ascended the throne, he has been tyrannical and oppressive domestically, engaging in massive construction projects; and militarily aggressively pursuing the eastward campaign against Goguryeo, suffering three defeats in three battles. Now, rebels are everywhere. If we seize the opportunity, we can surely repeat the glorious days of the Great Zhou. Huaji, it's more important to recover from your injuries first. We must avenge the Song clan!"
Yuwen Huaji's eyes flashed with a cold light as he said in a deep voice, "That Yuan Yueze is indeed formidable, and he even seems to have learned the martial arts of my Yuwen clan from somewhere! However, I have personally fought with him, and he is definitely not as powerful as the rumors suggest! It seems that the rumor of 'losing one's virginity leads to the loss of demonic power' is
indeed true." Yuchi Sheng also asked coldly, "What do you think of Yuan Yueze's martial arts skills, Huaji?"
Yuwen Huaji replied, "I am indeed no match for him! But as long as all the experts of the Yuwen clan are deployed, we should be able to destroy him."
"It seems that this person is just a little more skilled! But what worries me most is what secret dealings Song Que has with him! We must not let him ruin our grand plan! After hearing about Song Que and Yuan Yueze, the 'Empress of Law' sent an order from 'Beyond the Heavens' at the end of last month, instructing us to be extremely careful in everything."
Yuchi Sheng sighed.
"What? The 'Empress Dowager' has sent word? It seems we shouldn't confront the Yuan and Song clans head-on now,"
Yuwen Huaji said somewhat unwillingly. It seemed the 'Empress Dowager's' decree was even more powerful than an imperial edict?
"Hmph! Of course we must do what the 'Empress Dowager' ordered, but the Song clan and Yuan Yueze won't have a peaceful life!"
Yuchi Sheng sneered.
"We can do this, and this..."
Yuchi Sheng looked at the curious Yuwen Huaji and whispered in his ear.
Yuwen Huaji listened, his face beaming with joy, and exclaimed, "A brilliant plan!"
Afterwards, the two exchanged a glance and laughed triumphantly.
※※※※※ After defeating Yuwen Huaji in two moves, Yuan Yueze returned to the Song clan's ship with Fu Junzhuo and the two dragons to rest.
Song Yuzhi and the other two women complained about Fu Junzhuo's stubbornness. Fu Junzhuo could only acquiesce and lower her head: she simply didn't want to deal with the Han people anymore and receive their favors. Moreover, Fu Junzhuo still felt uneasy about facing Yuan Yueze. She was apprehensive and unsure how to confront him.
The two dragons, already captivated by Yuan Yueze's palm strike and swordplay, had just settled everyone into their cabins after boarding the ship when Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling rushed to Fu Junzhuo's room and knocked. They had overheard Yuan Yueze and Fu Junzhuo's conversation from next door.
Yuan Yueze had made a grave mistake this time; his eagerness to save her had made him forget how he would face the two dragons' persistent advances after witnessing his divine power firsthand. He
had barely exchanged a few pleasantries after entering Fu Junzhuo's room when the two dragons burst in.
Fu Junzhuo was incredibly conflicted: she wanted to enjoy some quality time with Yuan Yueze and have a heart-to-heart talk, yet she was also somewhat afraid to face him. The reasons were complex, such as Yuan Yueze already having several wives, and Fu Junzhuo believed he would never harbor any ill intentions towards her. She worried that the longer she spent with her, the more she would succumb to her charm, and how would she explain that to her master? Yuan Yueze was Han Chinese!
Fu Junzhuo was both shy and worried, her mind in turmoil, facing Yuan Yueze's greeting with a mix of anxiety and uncertainty. Then, the sound of two dragons knocking on the door rang out, and Fu Junzhuo breathed a sigh of relief: her savior had arrived. But then a hint of disappointment washed over her.
The two dragons entered, first checking on the now unharmed Fu Junzhuo, then turning their gaze to Yuan Yueze, their previous coldness gone.
"Brother Yuan, you're amazing! You beat that Yuwen Gu to the point of vomiting blood and running away in just a few moves!"
Kou Zhong said with a grin.
Upon hearing Kou Zhong's words, Yuan Yueze realized that he had been targeted by Kou Zhong. With no way to avoid it, he quickly decided to tell them directly.
"Little Zhong, you don't need to flatter me. You two can achieve this level of cultivation in the future,"
Yuan Yueze said.
"The future? How long is that? My brother and I are just small-time thugs on the run! Brother Yuan, don't try to comfort us!"
Kou Zhong said pitifully.
"I know you two very well. You were just trying to gain my pity so you could learn martial arts and make something of yourself, right?"
Yuan Yueze laughed.
Kou Zhong blushed, clearly taken aback, and then asked curiously, "We should be meeting for the first time, so why does Brother Yuan say he 'knows us very well'?"
"Let's set that aside for now. I just want to tell you that the *Longevity Manual* you possess is a wondrous book. According to oral tradition, it originated from Guang Chengzi, the teacher of the Yellow Emperor in ancient times. Written in oracle bone script, it is profound and difficult to understand. Among the sages of the past, many possessed extraordinary intelligence, yet none were able to fully comprehend and decipher the entire book. The book contains 7,400 different characters, but only about 3,000 have been deciphered. The book is also densely filled with annotations from those who have read it, but these often only add to the confusion. Fortunately, the book contains seven illustrations of human figures, none of them facing the same direction, and each with various..." Symbols such as red dots and arrows seem to indicate some kind of cultivation method, but those who do not understand their meaning should not practice them. If one forces oneself to use any of the symbols to activate internal energy, one's blood and qi will immediately churn, and one will even suffer a qi deviation, which is extremely dangerous.
After a pause, Yuan Yueze explained, "However, you two are destined to have the 'Longevity Manual,' and in the future, you two can use it to become grandmaster-level masters. It is really difficult for ordinary people to master this book."
The two dragons looked unconvinced, and Fu Junzhuo also spoke with a strange expression, "Young Master Yuan... I have also looked through that book. Is it about martial arts?"
"The 'Longevity Manual' does not record martial arts, but rather extremely profound innate cultivation methods, which are of great help to martial arts cultivation. Junzhuo, do you think I have any reason to lie to you? Or to lie to them?"
Yuan Yueze asked.
The three remained silent, their faces still showing disbelief.
Yuan Yueze sighed and explained his cultivation method, leaving Shuanglong completely bewildered, while Fu Junzhuo looked grave.
"Young Master, is this the cultivation method you've comprehended? If you practice this method, your body will explode in less than six months! No matter how strong your physical body is, it can't absorb the energy of heaven and earth for long!"
Fu Junzhuo, being a martial artist, quickly grasped the concept.
Yuan Yueze shrugged and smiled: "What I said is true, so teaching them would only harm them."
"Alright, Xiao Zhong and I are going to rest. Brother Yuan, you and Mother can talk slowly."
Xu Ziling pulled the disappointed Kou Zhong out.
The two went into their cabin, sat down at a small table, and poured tea.
"Xiao Ling, do you think Brother Yuan looks down on our background, which is why he revealed such a strange cultivation method?"
Kou Zhong asked Xu Ziling.
"I don't think so. I just looked closely, and there wasn't a hint of contempt in his eyes. And I can always inexplicably sense the true energy within Brother Yuan's body—it truly is the aura of the vast and righteous energy of heaven and earth!" Xu
Ziling replied with a strange expression.
He didn't understand martial arts at all, so sensing the aura within Yuan Yueze was indeed quite mysterious.
"And did you notice? Brother Yuan seems to know us!"
Xu Ziling continued.
"I also find it strange. This should be our first meeting; how could he know my ideals?"
Kou Zhong asked, equally puzzled.
"Did you notice that his back view felt somewhat familiar?"
Xu Ziling asked.
"It seems so! When we stood behind him on the riverbank, I also felt a sense of familiarity, but they were fighting too intensely at the time, so I didn't pay attention,"
Kou Zhong pondered.
"I can't remember no matter how hard I try!"
After a moment of silent contemplation, Kou Zhong smacked his head and exclaimed.
"Hey, Xiao Ling, I noticed you seemed to dislike Brother Yuan at first? Was it because of Mother?"
Kou Zhong asked teasingly.
"Yeah, at first I thought he was just a pretty boy. He is indeed quite handsome, but he's already the son-in-law of the Song Clan, and he's so close to Mother. I was afraid Mother was being deceived!"
Xu Ziling answered frankly.
"Later, you saw with your own eyes that he was highly skilled, so you stopped being hostile towards him?"
Kou Zhong interjected.
Xu Ziling nodded silently.
"Anyway, don't think too much about it. Mother isn't stupid. She can distinguish right from wrong, and she's better at judging people than we are. Let's study this tattered book of scribbles first. Where should we start practicing?"
Kou Zhong lay down on the ground and pulled out the "Longevity Manual" from his robes, flipping through it randomly.
Luoyang, strategically located on the south bank of the Yellow River, is bordered by the Mangshan Mountains to the north, the Luo River to the south, Hulao Pass to the east, and Hangu Pass to the west. Surrounded by mountains, with the Luoyang Plain in its center, and traversed by the Yi, Luo, Chan, and Jian rivers, it boasts both strategic importance and scenic beauty. Its fertile soil, moderate climate, and convenient water transport have made it a crucial transportation hub and military stronghold
for eight dynasties throughout history.
The saying goes, "Heyang is the place where the dynasty established its rule, situated in the Central Plains and responding to all directions."
After Emperor Yang Guang ascended the throne, he chose another site in Luoyang to establish a new capital.
The new imperial city was located between the Zhou capital and the old Han-Wei capital, extending east beyond the Chan River, south across the Luo River, west to the Jian River, and north against the Mangshan Mountains. Its circumference exceeded fifty li, making it a magnificent and imposing city.
Yang Guang then had a grand canal built, centered on Luoyang, connecting Hangzhou in the south and Zhuojun in the north, linking the five major river systems of the Hai River, Yellow River, Huai River, Yangtze River, and Qiantang River. Luoyang thus became the central hub of transportation and commerce throughout the land.
In a luxurious mansion west of Luoyang, in an exquisitely decorated study, a middle-aged man, around forty years old, slammed his fist on the table and roared angrily,
"Insolent fools! A bunch of useless trash!" This man was imposing, exuding authority even without anger, clearly someone accustomed to giving orders. His eyes gleamed with a sharp light, his expression cold, displaying an air of arrogance and dominance. The three kneeling figures before him hung their heads in silence, their faces showing a hint of grievance. "Do you know the enormity of your mistakes?" the man on the seated seat asked, his voice still cold as he calmed slightly. The three kneeling men looked at each other, and finally the burly man in the middle spoke up: "Reporting to the Holy Envoy, I understand, but I absolutely will not admit to this mistake!" "Oh! So you've wronged me?" The man on the throne seemed to be getting angry again. "I wouldn't dare! My spies from Lingnan and I were acting on the Holy Envoy's orders. The Holy Envoy also knows that our plan had just begun when that Yuan disappeared without a trace. Moreover, we later inquired with the Dongming clan, and they said they witnessed Yuan flying away on a sword. Furthermore, not only us, but all the other major powers have also had no news of Yuan since then." "Bullshit! Even the 'Holy Venerable,' a celestial being with unparalleled cultivation, didn't ascend to immortality. What makes that brat Yuan think he is?" the man on the throne cursed angrily. "The Holy Envoy should have heard Yuan's roar that day, and I thought..." "That was sorcery! This Holy Envoy received news from Jiangdu that Yuan fought a great battle with Yuwen Huaji on the banks of the Danyang River. Yuwen Huaji only suffered some injuries, and it was only under the combined attack of Yuan and the 'Rakshasa Woman' that Yuwen Huaji was forced to defeat. What is Yuwen Huaji? If Yuan is truly powerful, why would he join forces with the 'Rakshasa Woman'? And why would he let Yuwen Huaji escape?" "But I really..." The person kneeling on the ground still tried to argue. "You have failed in your duty and failed to complete the mission. Go and prepare to be punished according to the 'rules' at dusk!" Upon hearing this, the three kneeling men broke out in a cold sweat and trembled. The burly man on the right even lost control of his bladder on the spot! It can be inferred that these 'rules' are exceptionally terrifying! With a command from the man on the seat, three men in black flashed in from outside the door and expressionlessly took the three kneeling men away. "Sigh..." The man seated sighed deeply. "Your Excellency, there's no need for such sighs. Doesn't Abbot Shui still have tasks to assign?" A strange, neither-male-nor-female voice came from behind the screen in the room; just hearing the voice sent chills down one's spine. "Rong Xuan, you don't need to comfort me. I feel like everything has gone against our expectations this time! Before, we thought everything was under control." The man seated glanced at the screen not far away. "Is Your Excellency afraid that the 'Holy Venerable' will punish you after he emerges from seclusion?" The voice from behind the screen spoke again. "Punishment is only one aspect. I am willing to accept punishment for my dereliction of duty. I am only afraid that our grand plan, which we have been plotting for so many years, will be ruined before it is about to succeed!" "Holy Envoy, there is no need to be so harsh. The disappearance of that Yuan fellow was indeed unexpected. Although I do not believe in the so-called 'becoming an immortal,' it is a fact that no one in the world has any news about him. So, the 'Lingnan' plan has gone wrong, which is not a big deal, as long as Abbot Shui handles things properly. In addition, with the 'Holy Venerable' coming in person after emerging from seclusion, the He Shi Bi will surely be in the hands of our 'Holy Sect.' At that time, those surnamed Yuan and Song will only have one way out: death!" "There is one thing I have never understood. Why did the 'Holy Venerable' know that the He Shi Bi was in Cihang Jingzhai? We could have seized it by force much earlier! Why did he wait until it was sent to Luoyang before taking action?" A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the man on the seat as he spoke. “Rong Xuan isn’t entirely sure either. He only vaguely heard the ‘Holy Venerable’ mention that there seems to be someone on Mount Emei who practices a technique specifically designed to counter our ‘Holy Sect’s’ unique skills. Therefore, the plan is to first reveal the He Shi Bi (a legendary jade disc), allowing other forces to make their move first, and then we will seize the opportunity to strike.” The man seated nodded silently, his gaze turning to the window, lost in thought. ※※※※※ That night, Fu Junzhuo lay alone in her room, tossing and turning, her mind filled with the image of Yuan Yueze. She wanted to sneak away, but always couldn’t bear to leave at the last moment. She was also unsure of Yuan Yueze’s feelings for her. Was he heartless? Yet he cared for her exceptionally, even guiding her to break through the sixth level of the “Nine Profound Great Technique,” a breakthrough she hadn’t achieved in years, and letting her enter the bracelet every day to live that idyllic life. Was he affectionate? Yet he remained very respectful to her, and their relationship made no significant progress. Fu Junzhuo felt a surge of resentment: "If only he had been more proactive! She wouldn't have refused! It would have been better for her to know his feelings!" Tonight, Yuan Yueze would be spending time with his group of wives again. Fu Junzhuo had been harassed several times by the "demonic sound" inside the bracelet, so seeing this, she had no choice but to take her leave and rest on the boat outside the bracelet. However, with all sorts of emotions swirling around her, she couldn't sleep at all. Fu Junzhuo looked at the night outside the window, got up, and went ashore to feel the cool breeze and clear her head.

Walking alone along the riverbank, Fu Junzhuo suddenly felt incredibly tired, not just physically, but also mentally. She was just a woman, alone. Yet she had to bear the weight of national righteousness, coming alone to the Central Plains and causing chaos. For the first time in the past few days, she began to doubt her actions: Was what she was doing what she truly wanted? Was this the life she had longed for?
Fu Junzhuo's mind was in turmoil when she suddenly felt a powerful, chilling energy pierce her from her right. She immediately met it with her 'Yuxu Sword'.
"Buzz!"
A loud sound followed, and Fu Junzhuo staggered back several steps, her arm numb from the shock of the arrow that had just struck her, her blood churning. She cursed herself for being careless, lost in thought, and not even noticing someone approaching.
"Who goes there! You cowardly coward! Show yourself!"
Fu Junzhuo said coldly.
"Hehe, Rakshasa woman, obediently surrender and take me to 'Yang Gong's Treasure Vault.' If I'm in a good mood, I might not only spare your life but also take you as a concubine!"
A deep, resonant male voice rang out, followed by nine masked men emerging from the woods.
Under the moonlight, the face of the leader, the one who had just spoken, was obscured by a veil, but Fu Junzhuo was still deeply shocked. This leader's cultivation was clearly no less than hers; he was tall and burly, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light that seemed capable of bewitching souls. The men behind him all looked alike, as if they had cultivated some kind of evil art.
"You rats, seemingly capable, yet all you know is sneak attacks! Do you know what chance you have if you alert the people on the Song Dynasty's ships on the shore?"
Fu Junzhuo, though alarmed, remained calm.
"The Song Clan? Hahaha, Rakshasa woman, have you lost your soul? Look where you are now!"
the leader laughed loudly.
Fu Junzhuo looked around, her heart growing colder. Lost in her thoughts, she had unknowingly strayed far from the shore. Even if she shouted, the people on the Song Clan's ship on the shore probably wouldn't hear her.
"I've waited three whole days since you boarded the Song Clan's ship! When I capture you, you'll have to make it up to me!"
The leader, seemingly a hero, spoke only vulgarities.
"You all just need to stand guard. Watch me capture her myself!"
the leader ordered the others.
With that, he leaped into the air, like a flying general, pouncing on Fu Junzhuo, his left palm carrying a chilling aura, aiming straight for her shoulder.
"Such profound internal martial arts cultivation! But the evil energy is too heavy!"
Fu Junzhuo thought to herself, and her 'Imperial Void Sword' swiftly met the attack. The two energies collided, and a large crater over ten feet wide was pressed into the ground.
"The Rakshasa woman is indeed worthy of her reputation. Take another move from me, 'Extreme Evil Moon Breaker'!"
The man shouted after finishing his stance, unleashing several wheel-shaped energy balls formed from condensed internal energy with both palms, striking Fu Junzhuo from four directions: up, down, left, and right. The force was powerful and exceptionally domineering.
Fu Junzhuo used her sword as a shield, the silver sword shadow swirling around her body, like a giant chess piece, repelling the energy balls! Then, like lightning, she switched from defense to offense, her sword tip aiming straight for the man's left eye.
The man reacted with incredible speed, twisting his waist to dodge, then turning and lunging forward, aiming straight for Fu Junzhuo's vulnerable waist!
A chilling aura swept towards her, and Fu Junzhuo dodged and retreated hastily, but the cold energy still grazed her waist and abdomen.
"Heh, you think you're so great just because you withstood sixty percent of my 'Evil Extreme Moon Breaker'? Surrender obediently!"
the man sneered.
"Indeed powerful. This person's cultivation is probably above mine! What's his background? I need to finish this quickly!"
Fu Junzhuo thought to herself.
With that thought, Fu Junzhuo spun rapidly, her Void-Controlling Sword flashing like a tornado as she relentlessly stabbed at the man's crown, throat, heart, and abdomen—all vital points. It seemed she wouldn't stop until she had riddled him with holes!
The man's expression turned grave. He closed his eyes and suddenly roared, unleashing all his protective inner strength. With just this chilling aura, he forced back all of Fu Junzhuo's attacks, demonstrating the immense power of his inner strength!
The two separated again. Fu Junzhuo felt extremely uncomfortable, as the evil energy invaded her body. She had to circulate her internal energy to resist its invasion of her internal organs while also dealing with the highly skilled man before her.
"Boom!"
A figure descended from the sky, landing between Fu Junzhuo and the man, forcefully pressing two deep craters into the ground!
Yuan Yueze had arrived!
"Junzhuo, why are you running around like this? What if something happens?"
Yuan Yueze seemed to completely ignore the people in front of him, speaking only to Fu Junzhuo with a reproachful tone.
Fu Junzhuo was about to reply when she saw the ignored man behind Yuan Yueze launch an attack, his left hand forming a palm blade, aimed straight at Yuan Yueze's throat!
"Young Master Yuan, be careful!"
Fu Junzhuo hurriedly shouted.
Yuan Yueze sensed an extremely sharp and chilling aura rushing towards him from behind, so he turned around, gathering true energy in his right palm to meet the attack!
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the attacker was sent flying back two zhang.
"Do you know the consequences of violating my greatest taboo?"
Yuan Yueze said calmly, his voice as ethereal as celestial music drifting from beyond the heavens.
"You, surnamed Yuan, cease your arrogance! Brothers, attack together!"
the man shouted.
The eight men behind him also rushed forward, surrounding Yuan Yueze.
"Attack!"
the man shouted again, and he and the eight men pounced. In an instant, a storm of fists, claws, fingers, palms, and elbows rained down on Yuan Yueze like a dark cloud.
Yuan Yueze sneered, his left hand radiating a powerful, heavy energy. His right hand radiated a soft, yielding energy, as free and flexible as water. He unleashed
a torrent of energy from both palms, two fists that seemed capable of tearing through space, forcibly pushing the eight men away. The two on his left coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, their fate unknown.
Seeing that someone had been injured in a single exchange, the man was enraged and roared, "You, surnamed Yuan! Take my 'Evil Star Piercing the Sun'!"
His right hand transformed into a finger sword, the sinister energy within it incredibly powerful, thrusting forward with lightning speed, aiming straight for Yuan Yueze's brow. Mid-air, the finger sword suddenly multiplied into a sky full of finger shadows, overwhelming Yuan Yueze.
Yuan Yueze didn't even glance at it, completely ignoring the man's rapid change of attack. His left hand formed a palm, and he slashed down with incredible speed.
"Boom!"
The sky full of finger shadows instantly dissipated. After this seemingly effortless palm strike, Yuan Yueze sprang up, transforming into a wisp of smoke, and suddenly threw a punch at the still-swooping, retreating man.
The remaining men around him had caught their breath. They saw that Yuan Yueze's punch felt as light as cotton, seemingly without any wind or power. But they still dared not be careless and immediately rushed towards Yuan Yueze from different directions.
Suddenly, a muffled tearing sound rang out as Yuan Yueze's fist, suspended in mid-air, unleashed a fierce and unparalleled burst of energy, transforming into several fist shadows that struck enemies in various directions!
The attack was too powerful; the man could only muster all his protective black aura to defend himself.
"Bang!"
With a deafening roar, all the enemies were sent flying backward. Yuan Yueze's attack seemed to strike all the surrounding enemies simultaneously!
The man in black, forced back by Yuan Yueze's punch, retreated rapidly, blood dripping from his mouth as he shouted, "Brothers, let's go!"
"Want to leave? Not so easy!"
Yuan Yueze laughed.
The remaining six injured men in the arena, seeing this, all retreated, rushing in the direction the man had fled.
Yuan Yueze sneered, his figure flashing, striking first despite being behind, unleashing dozens of palm strikes in the blink of an eye, each attack coming from different angles. Each strike was exquisitely precise, seemingly intentional yet unintentional, both entertaining and extremely dangerous. This move allowed him to fight multiple opponents single-handedly. The fleeing men all knew they were in trouble, because they were all running in the same direction. Thus, Yuan Yueze's powerful attack was equivalent to striking them all.
A large area of space around them was completely ripped apart, forming a unique energy field. The fleeing men were pulled by the force field, unable to dodge, only able to block!
Screams of agony erupted.
Yuan Yueze's gaze fell upon two dark figures who had still managed to escape. He was about to use his lightness skill to give chase when he heard a cry of pain behind him. He
quickly turned around and saw that Fu Junzhuo had suddenly lost control of her internal energy and cried out in pain.
Yuan Yueze rushed to her side. Fu Junzhuo had been captivated by the scene before her, drawn by the evil energy, and had forgotten to regulate her breathing. The strange energy had penetrated deep into her internal organs, causing her to cry out in pain. Yuan Yueze hurriedly moved to her side, patted her back, and helped her expel the evil energy. When she looked up again, the two figures had long since vanished.
"Junzhuo, are you alright? Damn it, two of them got away. I wonder what kind of people they are!"
Yuan Yueze said angrily.
"I don't know what kind of cultivation technique these people practice! It's extremely evil and domineering. After invading the meridians, it seems to corrode the body! Thank goodness for your timely help, young master,"
Fu Junzhuo said, seeing how worried Yuan Yueze was about her.
"It's not hard to find out who they are. Aren't those two people who just fainted?"
Yuan Yueze pointed to a spot not far away. Looking again, he was stunned.
Where were they? The two who had just fainted had vanished without a trace.
Looking at Fu Junzhuo, who looked completely bewildered, Yuan Yueze knew he had suffered a huge loss.
"This was a complete failure. But they probably won't give up. Next time we meet, I'll repay them a hundredfold!"
Yuan Yueze said, gazing into the distance.
"Junzhuo, why did you run out alone? If I hadn't sensed you were in danger, you might have been in even greater danger!"
Yuan Yueze said.
"I... I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to go for a walk. Who knew I'd wander so far from the ship?"
Fu Junzhuo answered, her eyes darting around.
"Luckily you weren't seriously injured, otherwise I would have chased them to the ends of the earth and killed them!"
"Let's go, let's go back to the ship,"
Yuan Yueze said.
“Young Master Yuan…could…could you walk with me for a bit?”
Fu Junzhuo asked shyly.
“Of course, why are you acting so strange?”
Yuan Yueze took Fu Junzhuo’s hand.
Fu Junzhuo felt the warmth from Yuan Yueze’s hand again, and two blushes rose on her pretty face. Luckily, it was evening, so it was hard to notice unless you were looking closely.
The two strolled along the riverbank, chatting idly.
“Junzhuo, have you been troubled by something these past few days? You seem quite depressed, as if something is troubling you?”
Yuan Yueze asked.
“No…no…”
Fu Junzhuo stammered.
“You say you don’t? Judging from your current state, you definitely do. If it’s convenient, you can tell me. Although I can be a little slow to react sometimes, I’m definitely a good listener. You’ll feel much better if you tell me everything! We’re worried about you too.”
Yuan Yueze smiled.
"Why are you Han Chinese?"
Fu Junzhuo's voice was low, as if speaking to Yuan Yueze, yet also as if she were muttering to herself.
"Ha, to be honest, I don't even know which ethnicity I am! I only know that my master took me in when I was four years old,"
Yuan Yueze laughed.
Then, as if remembering something, he pulled Fu Junzhuo's other hand and asked face to face, "Is Junzhuo feeling depressed because I'm Han Chinese?"
Fu Junzhuo didn't dare to look up, only letting out a soft "Mmm" with her head down. "Then, does Junzhuo have feelings for me?"
Yuan Yueze asked again.
Fu Junzhuo dared not answer him! She was so ashamed that she lowered her head tightly. Her delicate body trembled slightly!
"Why won't you answer me?"
Yuan Yueze continued to press.
Fu Junzhuo suddenly raised her head, looking at Yuan Yueze with all her might. He was tall, only about half a head shorter than Yuan Yueze. So, without even looking up, she met Yuan Yueze's gaze.
Seeing Fu Junzhuo staring at her, her face flushed, her eyes practically brimming with tears, and her lips tightly pressed together, Yuan Yueze was sure to be scolded if he still didn't understand what was going on.
Gently wrapping his right arm around Fu Junzhuo's slender waist, Yuan Yueze pulled her into his embrace: "I thought Junzhuo didn't have any romantic feelings for me! I already have several wives. What woman in the world doesn't want a complete husband? I thought Junzhuo was homesick these past few days! Turns out it's because of me that things have turned out like this!"
Fu Junzhuo nestled in Yuan Yueze's arms like a frightened little bird. Hearing his words, she began to sob, her small fists raining down on his chest: "I don't care about those things! I'm a woman, I should be reserved! Who knew you'd be like a block of wood!"
"Come on, let's sit down and talk it over!"
Yuan Yueze sat down, placed Fu Junzhuo on his lap, and hugged her tightly.
Although there were only the two of them in this situation, Fu Junzhuo was still incredibly shy. At this moment, she was completely different from her usual cold and ruthless "Rakshasa woman" persona!
"When did Junzhuo develop feelings for me?"
Yuan Yueze asked, looking at Fu Junzhuo, who was pressing her pretty face tightly against his chest.
"About half a year ago, I heard you shout for Sister Meixian in Korea, and that sparked my curiosity. My master said at the time, 'I am no match for this person.' My master has always been invincible in my eyes, and hearing him admit defeat made me even more eager to meet you. Later, when I entered the 'Yang Gong Treasure Vault,' I was stunned by the empty vault and your message. You are like a god descended to earth, as if there is nothing you don't know! My curiosity only grew stronger then. Later, I heard that you were chosen as a son-in-law by 'Heavenly Blade,' and I was somewhat disappointed. Finally, as if by fate, I met you. At first, I wasn't as shocked as I was after learning your identity, because the two women beside you were much more beautiful than Junzhuo. But after learning your identity, Junzhuo knew that she would never have another man in her heart again."
"To be honest, I like Junzhuo very much too, but I'm afraid of putting you in a difficult position. After all, you value racial differences a lot, while I don't care about such things at all. Junzhuo must be conflicted and doesn't know what to do. If you come with me, you're afraid your master will object. But you want to leave, yet you can't bear to, right?"
“Yes, Master hates Han people. Junzhuo doesn’t know how to face him now. He raised her and taught her skills; she already considers him her father.”
“Now that I know Junzhuo’s feelings, you don’t need to worry about anything else. We’ve been in the Central Plains for too long, so we can go to Goryeo. Then I’ll personally propose to him. Junzhuo just needs to wait for her father-in-law to come out of the pass and be the bride at the wedding!”
Yuan Yueze said with a smile.
“You…you really have a way to persuade Master?”
Fu Junzhuo still looked worried.
“If Master Fu knows all my secrets, he will definitely betroth Junzhuo to me!”
Yuan Yueze replied confidently.
“Your secrets? Yes! Nobody knows yet. They only know you are incredibly capable, like a god. Now you can tell them, right?”
Fu Junzhuo said sweetly, like a little girl.
“You probably won’t believe my secret! It’s so shocking!”
Yuan Yueze sighed.
“Everyone believes you, so just tell me,”
Fu Junzhuo began to whine.
Yuan Yueze smiled at her and told her about his background in detail. The result was the same as everyone else who was learning about his past for the first time. Fu Junzhuo stared blankly at Yuan Yueze for almost a quarter of an hour before she came to her senses. She stretched out her slender arms and hugged Yuan Yueze tightly, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "So the man I, Fu Junzhuo, have fallen for is no ordinary man! No wonder he possesses such astonishing abilities! No wonder 'Heavenly Blade' still betrothed her most beloved daughter to you even after you already had several wives, no wonder the daughter of 'Flying Horse Ranch' abandoned everything to follow you to the ends of the earth!"
"Haha, that's all in the past. Now I'm just physically stronger than ordinary people! Let's go, we should go back. Zhizhi just came with me out of the bracelet and is waiting for us on the ship!"
Yuan Yueze lightly kissed Fu Junzhuo's forehead and laughed.
Fu Junzhuo, blushing, was led by Yuan Yueze towards the large ship in the distance. When they were still a few feet away from the ship, Fu Junzhuo suddenly stopped.
Yuan Yueze looked at her curiously: "What's wrong?"
"Sister Meixian and the others... won't they accept me?"
Fu Junzhuo stammered shyly.
"No, don't you know what kind of person Meixian is? She and Zhenzhen are both gentle and kind, while Zhizhi, Wanjing, and Ruyin are always causing trouble. I'll talk to Xiuxun, you don't need to worry."
Yuan Yueze comforted her.
"Does Sister Xiuxun dislike me? She's been very enthusiastic these past few days!"
Fu Junzhuo said.
Yuan Yueze laughed and told Fu Junzhuo about how Song Yuzhi had "taken over" before Shang Xiuxun married into the family, causing Shang Xiuxun to be extremely jealous these past few days. Fu Junzhuo giggled as she listened.
"Let's go, go inside and wake Zhizhi, and then pull Meixian and the others out. We'll discuss it and then head to Goryeo for a trip!"
Yuan Yueze sighed and took Fu Junzhuo's hand, leading her towards the boat.

Chapter 017 Trip to Goryeo
Song Yuzhi is currently the only one among Yuan Yueze's wives who hasn't learned martial arts.
Even after developing an extraordinary physique, she still doesn't want to learn. It's her personality. From childhood, Song Yuzhi has had an extreme aversion to bloodshed; her ideal is to advocate peace.
Even though her father, whom countless martial arts masters wanted to learn from, wanted to personally teach her, she refused, demonstrating a glimpse into Song Yuzhi's character. Song Yuzhi also understands that with her current physique, self-defense is absolutely no problem. Yuan Yueze knows this as well, so he doesn't force Song Yuzhi to learn martial arts.
Tonight, Yuan Yueze and the women had a wild party, exhausting them to the point of ecstasy. As he lay contentedly in bed, Yuan Yueze suddenly felt a stirring in his mind, sensing that some trouble was about to befall him. The still-conscious Shan Meixian and Song Yuzhi quickly calmed him down. After careful thought, Shan Meixian realized the key: the person inside the bracelet would definitely be alright! Then only Fu Junzhuo outside the bracelet or the Song Clan members were in danger!
Yuan Yueze told the two women to lie down and rest, then hurriedly went out to check on them. Song Yuzhi, finding Shan Meixian's analysis reasonable and also worried about the Song Clan members, followed Yuan Yueze out.
Seeing that the Song Clan members were all safe and sound, Song Yuzhi breathed a sigh of relief. Yuan Yueze went to the Twin Dragon Gate, where he could hear the breathing of the twin dragons. Then he went to Fu Junzhuo's room, but there was no sound inside. Yuan Yueze's heart tightened. After comforting Song Yuzhi for a few words, he flew out, which is why he could 'descend' again at Fu Junzhuo's critical moment!
At the beginning of Yin hour, the sky was already slightly bright. Yuan Yueze took the shy Fu Junzhuo's hand and entered the cabin where Song Yuzhi was staying.
Upon seeing this, Song Yuzhi naturally understood what had happened. She then teased Fu Junzhuo.
Amidst the commotion, Fu Junzhuo seemed to remember something: "Young Master Yuan... I've noticed you seem to be avoiding Xiao Zhong and Xiao Ling. What's the reason?"
For the past three days, Yuan Yueze hadn't personally visited the twin dragons. With plenty of food and drink on the Song clan's ship, the twin dragons were simply enjoying their stay. Moreover, with Fu Junzhuo constantly guiding them in their practice of the 'Nine Profound Great Technique,' they were living a carefree life. Fu Junzhuo understood something from Yuan Yueze's behavior, hence her question.
"I don't want my presence to affect their own life paths. You should know that those two lads are truly one in a million in talent; given time, they will surely astound the world. More importantly, my personality is too different from theirs, our life paths are different, and our pursuits are even more different,"
Yuan Yueze answered directly.
"So, let them soar freely!"
Song Yuzhi chimed in from the side.
Fu Junzhuo nodded silently.
After chatting for a while longer, as dawn broke, Yuan Yueze woke the women for breakfast. He then told them about his upcoming trip to Goryeo, which naturally delighted them. While they hadn't truly explored all the major cities of the Central Plains, they had never even been to Goryeo.
After briefly explaining things to Song Qiang, Yuan Yueze and the women departed gracefully. Those who had met him on Song Qiang's ship exclaimed, "This son-in-law is truly dashing!"
The Twin Dragons, impressed by Yuan Yueze's straightforward words, realized their current pursuits and life paths were vastly different from his, so they didn't say much, bidding him a carefree farewell and embarking on their solitary cultivation journey.
Previously, Fu Junzhuo was an outsider to Yuan Yueze's family, but now that their relationship was clear, she could gradually get along well with them on her journey, which filled her with indescribable joy.
That evening, under the women's knowing glances, Yuan Yueze was ushered into Shang Xiuxun's room.
Upon entering the room, Yuan Yueze saw Shang Xiuxun draped in a light gauze, highlighting her exquisite figure. She sat gracefully beside the coffee table, one hand supporting her chin, seemingly lost in thought. Her natural beauty captivated Yuan Yueze, drawing him in completely, until he too was mesmerized.
Hearing soft footsteps approach, Shang Xiuxun slowly turned around. Seeing Yuan Yueze standing there staring at her in a daze, her face flushed, and she rushed into his arms, a fragrant breeze wafting through the air. She tightly embraced his strong waist, feeling the warmth of his chest.
Yuan Yueze, in turn, wrapped one arm around her waist and placed the other on her shoulder, pulling her close. Neither of them spoke, simply savoring the tender feeling.
After a while, Comrade "Little Ze," unwilling to be ignored, became restless. Feeling an unusual heat rising from her lower body, Shang Xiuxun blushed and her breathing quickened. In the past few days, she had secretly "learned" a lot from Shan Meixian and Song Yuzhi, and could be said to know a lot about matters between men and women. However, she was now like Yuan Yueze in the past, only knowing the theory and not the practice.
"Senior brother... can you carry Xiuxun to the bed... to the bed?"
Shang Xiuxun's pretty face was too shy to leave Yuan Yueze's chest, and she whispered.
"Xiuxun, don't be naughty, you haven't been..."
Yuan Yueze laughed.
"She left last night!"
Shang Xiuxun still hummed softly in Yuan Yueze's arms.
"I see, no wonder Meixian and the others wanted me to come over tonight!"
Yuan Yueze suddenly realized.
After speaking, Yuan Yueze gently lifted the pretty face of the beauty in his arms. With tender eyes, Yuan Yueze gazed intently at Shang Xiuxun's beautiful face. Her exquisite features were flushed, and her large, bright eyes shimmered with passionate love. Her delicate, full nose and glistening red lips...
Yuan Yueze was once again captivated.
After her head was lifted, Shang Xiuxun was too shy to open her eyes. A moment later, sensing no further movement from Yuan Yueze, she secretly pried open her phoenix eyes. Seeing him staring at her in a daze, Shang Xiuxun again closed her eyes tightly in embarrassment, her breathing becoming heavy, her body trembling slightly, and her proud breasts heaving.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Yueze drew his large lips to Shang Xiuxun's red lips. A fragrant aroma wafted into his nostrils, and his tongue lingered briefly on Shang Xiuxun's pearly teeth before "prying in" and skillfully exploring her clumsy little lip. Shang Xiuxun could no longer restrain herself; she simply clung tightly to Yuan Yueze, pressing her own lip against his, a soft moan escaping her throat. Lost in ecstasy, two streams of hot tears slid down her delicate face.
"Xiuxun, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
Yuan Yueze, sensing the salty taste on his lips, opened his eyes and, seeing Shang Xiuxun's tear-streaked face, quickly released her and asked.
"No… Xiuxun is about to give her everything to her senior brother, Xiuxun is so happy she can't contain herself."
Shang Xiuxun's face was streaked with tears, yet her smile was one of happiness and anticipation. Her words revealed boundless love and longing for Yuan Yueze.
Yuan Yueze was deeply moved. The title of "King of Theory" was long gone. Even if he were foolish or slow-witted, he wouldn't fail to understand the depth of Shang Xiuxun's love for him! All Yuan Yueze could do was express his feelings through actions.
Thinking this, Yuan Yueze scooped Shang Xiuxun up and placed her on the bed, whispering, "Xiuxun will be happier than any other woman in the world!"
Shang Xiuxun's heart raced, her delicate body trembled violently, and she softly responded, then gripped the pillow tightly with her hands, daring not to open her eyes again.
After quickly stripping them of their clothes, Yuan Yueze was once again captivated by the breathtaking beauty before him: that peerless face, that flawless skin, those exquisite breasts, those two rosy nipples, that smooth belly, that lush, fine downy hair, those soft, supple thighs, those crystal-clear toes…
Yuan Yueze tenderly caressed her, slowly pressing down upon her…
Shang Xiuxun, already deeply aroused, couldn't help but let out a soft moan at Yuan Yueze's touch.
"Ah!"
she cried out in surprise, tears welling in her eyes again from the pain. Her soft body stiffened. Her virginity blossomed on the pristine white sheets.
Yuan Yueze paused for a moment before moving again, and Shang Xiuxun felt as if her soul had left her body, floating to the heavens. Every pore on her body seemed to open, breathing with blissful relief. Soft moans escaped her lips continuously.
A moment later, Shang Xiuxun let out a shrill scream, as if her soul had left her body. Her delicate hands clung tightly to Yuan Yueze's back, as if trying to merge herself into his. Her slender waist arched wildly, and her body trembled violently.
Although Shang Xiuxun appeared exceptionally healthy and full of energy, she was actually so exhausted after just this one time that she couldn't even move a single finger. Seeing this, Yuan Yueze, fearing she would harm herself, forcefully suppressed his desire, pulled Shang Xiuxun into his arms, and gently comforted her.
Finally surrendering herself entirely to her beloved,
Shang Xiuxun nestled joyfully in Yuan Yueze's arms, savoring the warmth. Afterwards, still unable to suppress her desire for her refined body, she shyly joined forces with Shan Meixian, whom Yuan Yueze had summoned, in a 'joint battle'. The two women, panting heavily, finally forced Yuan Yueze to climax.
Exhausted, Shan Meixian could only lean on Yuan Yueze, standing beside him at the bedside to protect Shang Xiuxun.
Shang Xiuxun's refining process took a considerable amount of time, a full three hours. When she opened her eyes again, Shang Xiuxun felt incredibly refreshed, her senses exceptionally clear. Turning her eyes to look at Yuan Yueze and Shan Meixian beside her, whose eyes held a hint of anxiety, Shang Xiuxun's face blossomed into a radiant smile, captivating both of them.
"Bang!"
The door was flung open, and Shan Wanjing and the other women rushed in. Upon seeing Shang Xiuxun lying on the bed, they involuntarily gasped, their beautiful eyes fixed on her with disbelief.
Upon seeing the women suddenly enter, Shang Xiuxun immediately blushed. Seeing their surprised expressions, she realized it must be the body refinement that made her even more outstanding. She quickly wrapped herself in the blanket, ignoring the pain from her wounds, and ran to the mirror. The moment she saw herself, she gasped, covering her cherry-like mouth with her delicate hands, staring blankly at her reflection. The blanket, no longer supporting her, slipped to the floor.
The most striking change in Shang Xiuxun's appearance was her skin. Her once healthy wheat-colored skin had been refined to be supple, delicate, and as white as jade. The removal of impurities from her body had only slightly altered her features, making her even more perfect. Especially with her entire body exposed before the mirror, her already alluring figure was now indescribably beautiful. Combined with her unique blend of mature charm and ethereal grace, even a fairy from a painting couldn't compare! After refining, Shan Meixian and the other women were already incredibly beautiful, but Shang Xiuxun, after refining, was even more so! Perhaps this was related to their different foundations!
"Ah!"
After a moment of stunned silence, Shang Xiuxun realized that she was standing naked in front of the mirror, being stared at by the people in the room. She quickly screamed, picked up the blanket from the floor, and tried to cover herself up, looking quite embarrassed.
Shan Wanjing and Song Yuzhi and the other women came up with a barrage of congratulations, and Shang Xiuxun calmed down and joined in their playful banter.
Yuan Yueze and Shan Meixian watched the playful antics, but Shan Meixian caught a glimpse of Fu Junzhuo's resentful expression and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: her husband was going to be busy!
Afterward, the group had breakfast and continued their journey towards Pyongyang, sightseeing as they went.
According to the timeline, this trip would take at least two months to reach Goryeo. Although it had taken a while, Yuan Yueze and the women didn't mind. Their original purpose was simply to travel and have fun, enjoying their freedom.
The group had been traveling for eleven days, and Yuan Yueze had only held hands and given Fu Junzhuo a few light kisses, without taking anything more intimate. Fu Junzhuo's resentful expression grew heavier each day.
That night, the group had reached the Pengcheng area, and at Shan Meixian's suggestion, they decided to pitch tents and experience life in the wild once more.
There were only two tents, one large and one small; the smaller one was naturally prepared for Fu Junzhuo. After dinner, Fu Junzhuo didn't say much and silently returned to her tent. Strangely, the "devilish sound" she had grown accustomed to coming from next door hadn't arrived yet. Fu Junzhuo's feelings were complicated. She picked up her sword, stepped out of her tent, stood before it, sword in hand, staring at the bright moon in the sky, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
Yuan Yueze had also noticed over the past few days that Fu Junzhuo was often absent-minded, clearly preoccupied. How could his sometimes clever and sometimes dull mind easily grasp the delicate feelings of a young woman!
After assigning the tents today, seeing that Fu Junzhuo seemed unusually downcast, he told the other women to rest first, and he would go talk to Fu Junzhuo. Amidst the teasing glances of the other women, Yuan Yueze inexplicably walked out of the tent.
Not far from the tent, the serene moonlight gently illuminated Fu Junzhuo's tall, graceful figure, radiating a spirited air. Bathed in the pure white moonlight, Fu Junzhuo, dressed in snow-white robes, resembled a reincarnated Valkyrie.
"A beautiful woman stands under the moonlight, venturing into the world alone with a sword!"
Yuan Yueze approached, sincerely praising her.
Hearing Yuan Yueze's familiar voice, Fu Junzhuo, lost in thought, trembled and turned around. A hint of surprise appeared on her face, quickly fading away: "Young Master Yuan, aren't you going to keep the sisters company?" The bitterness in her tone
was palpable.
Yuan Yueze was taken aback, then chuckled, "You hold the same place in my heart as they do. Even when I'm with them, I can't forget to keep you company! Besides, why don't you change how you address me? What do you call me?"
Fu Junzhuo blushed, remaining silent, turning her back to Yuan Yueze.
Yuan Yueze stepped forward and embraced Fu Junzhuo's flat stomach: "Junzhuo, do you also want to refine your body quickly? Meixian and the others say I'm sometimes a bit dull. Do you feel I've neglected you?"
Fu Junzhuo's delicate body trembled slightly, still silent, but she turned around, nestled in front of Yuan Yueze, and began to sob softly. The tears she had held back for so long could no longer be held back.
Feeling the beauty's affection for him in his arms, Yuan Yueze couldn't help but curse himself inwardly: Why is it that sometimes my brain is like a block of wood?
He smelled the faint fragrance emanating from Fu Junzhuo, a delicate scent like lilies, somewhat intoxicating. Her breasts pressed against Yuan Yueze's chest, soft and comfortable. A wave of ecstasy washed over him, making his blood boil. After a few gentle caresses, Yuan Yueze whispered a few words in Fu Junzhuo's ear. Fu Junzhuo nodded shyly, and they returned to their tent. A moment later, intoxicatingly beautiful sounds emanated from the small tent…
Fu Junzhuo, with her exceptional physique, endured for nearly two quarters of an hour on her first try. She was ultimately forced to surrender. To help her refine her body, Yuan Yueze had to call Shan Meixian for assistance again. Ironically, Shan Meixian became a witness to the women's first time. However, the other women, always eager for excitement, even dragged the usually quiet Wei Zhenzhen into Fu Junzhuo's tent. Thus, while the large tent remained empty, the small tent was packed.
Fu Junzhuo watched shyly as her sisters moaned and groaned amidst Yuan Yueze's endless array of techniques. Finally, she too was aroused and, disregarding everything, resumed her passionate assault.
Ultimately, Yuan Yueze erupted within Fu Junzhuo, and she began her refining process.
The refined Fu Junzhuo was equally astonishing. She was already twenty-five years old, and in this era, a twenty-five-year-old woman usually had children in their teens. Yet, Fu Junzhuo still hadn't found a man who could catch her eye, thus delaying her marriage. After meeting Yuan Yueze, Fu Junzhuo's body returned to that of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old. With all impurities removed, she revealed a beauty that could topple kingdoms. Her wish fulfilled, Fu Junzhuo felt boundless satisfaction.
Shang Xiuxun had little interest in martial arts, so she simply followed Wei Zhenzhen to learn her Su Nu Sword Technique. Fu Junzhuo, however, had an extraordinary love for martial arts since childhood. From the "Wordless True Scripture," she comprehended a set of techniques called "Sword Control Divine Technique." According to Fu Junzhuo, this "Sword Control Divine Technique" was divided into three levels: controlling the sword with Qi, heart, and spirit. Just hearing about it was somewhat terrifying.
Afterwards, the group continued their leisurely journey, while Shang Xiuxun and Fu Junzhuo diligently practiced martial arts whenever they had a spare moment. Shang Xiuxun, being rather lazy, progressed slowly, while Fu Junzhuo, leveraging her physical advantages, reached the intermediate stage of sword control using internal energy within nine days, leaving Yuan Yueze and the other women in awe. In
the days that followed, some practiced, others fooled around, making for a rather pleasant life.
More than two months later, the group finally arrived at the border of Pyongyang. In
37 BC, Jumong, a nobleman from the Buyeo Kingdom, established the Goguryeo Kingdom in the Jolbon region.
The *Samguk Sagi* (History of the Three Kingdoms) provides two accounts of Jumong's founding of the kingdom. One account states that Jumong and his entourage "arrived at the Jolbon River, and seeing its fertile soil and formidable mountains and rivers, decided to establish their capital there. However, they did not have time to build palaces, but instead built huts on the banks of the Boiling River. The country was named Goguryeo, and the king took Go as his surname."
Another account states that "Jumong arrived at Jolbon Buyeo. The king had no son, and seeing that Jumong was no ordinary man, he married his daughter to him. The king died, and Jumong succeeded to the throne."
Of these two accounts, the second one is more plausible. When Jumong arrived in the Jolbon region, there was already a country there, namely the Jolbon Buyeo Kingdom. The king of Jolbon Buyeo, seeing that Jumong was a capable man, designated him as his successor. After the death of the king of Jolbon Buyeo, Jumong changed the original name of the country to Goguryeo, reorganized the state institutions, and strengthened the country's power.
Although Emperor Yang of Sui's three expeditions against Goguryeo all ended in failure, they brought immense disaster to Goguryeo, causing political instability and dividing the country into two factions: those advocating internal affairs and those advocating external affairs. At this time, the Korean Peninsula consisted of three relatively powerful military states: Goguryeo, Baekje, and Silla. The internal faction advocated consolidating their strength to eliminate the other two states before seizing an opportunity to invade the Central Plains. The external faction, on the other hand, believed they should take advantage of the chaos in the Central Plains to invade, both to avenge their defeat and, even if they couldn't seize territory, to plunder vast resources to strengthen themselves, before targeting the other two states. Both sides held their ground, and the situation remained deadlocked.
Experiencing the customs and culture of Goguryeo, so different from those of the Central Plains, Yuan Yueze and the women found it all very novel. Due to the ravages of war and its own slow development, Goguryeo's level of civilization and material living standards were far inferior to those of the Central Plains.
Since entering the world, Yuan Yueze had never personally witnessed the lives of the poor, but from the moment he set foot on Goryeo territory, he saw it for himself.
Aren't the people there human?
Yuan Yueze was inherently a soft-hearted and extremely kind person, and at this moment, for the first time, he questioned his past attitude towards life: "Am I just looking out for myself? I have the ability to conquer the world! But I don't have the ability to govern it! Shouldn't I do something? Not for posterity's praise, but just to put my mind at ease!"
Suddenly, Yuan Yueze snapped out of his reverie. He sensed the aura of a master! Growing stronger! He exchanged a glance with Shan Meixian and nodded simultaneously. Yuan Yueze knew that the highest cultivation level in his family was currently between Shan Meixian and him. Shan Meixian's spiritual power was even higher than Yuan Yueze's, and the mysterious aura stirred Yuan Yueze's competitive spirit once more.
"This must be the feeling emanating from the 'Master of Chess and Sword'!"
Yuan Yueze thought to himself.
Led by Fu Junzhuo, Yuan Yueze and his companions soon came into view of the magnificent "Yijian Pavilion" in the distance. The Yijian Pavilion stood alone, adjacent to Pyongyang City, a testament to Fu Cailin's almost divine status in the hearts of the Goryeo royal family and the common people.
Looking further, an artificial river meandered through the plains, surrounded by pear trees, creating a serene and tranquil scene, untouched by worldly dust. This grand complex seemed like a secluded paradise, a celestial palace transported to earth.
Upon arriving at the gates of the Yijian Pavilion, they were stopped by two guards: "Who goes there? Please stop and state your name!"
The two burly men guarding the gate of "Yijian Pavilion" were stunned by the sight of the man and seven women before them, who seemed like celestial beings. They stared at them for a moment before regaining their composure. After glancing at the eight people and finding none familiar, they asked,
"Xuanming, don't you recognize me?"
Fu Junzhuo asked with a smile.
"You...you're Senior Sister?"
Jin Xuanming asked in surprise. The voice of the woman before him, who resembled a fairy, was indeed that of the cold and aloof Senior Sister, and her appearance was somewhat similar to before, but how could she have changed so much? When did Senior Sister become so charming and smiling?
"It's me. Alright, we need to go in and pay our respects to Master. We have distinguished guests, please make way."
Fu Junzhuo knew she had changed so much that even Jin Xuanming, who had known her for almost twenty years, didn't recognize her.
Jin Xuanming nodded in agreement, his mind filled with questions, but he didn't dare to be negligent. He quickly opened the gate, letting Yuan Yueze and his group into "Yijian Pavilion," while the other man went back to report.
Yuan Yueze and the girls strolled around, finding the "Yijian Pavilion" to be a truly picturesque place. Various flowers, trees, and babbling brooks, combined with the unique architecture, made it a perfect retreat for relaxation!
"Senior Sister!"
Before they even reached the towering, magnificent pavilion in front of them, a slightly childlike female voice called out, filled with surprise and delight.
A white figure rushed towards them, suddenly stopping a few feet in front of Yuan Yueze and the others. She looked at the group of eight with surprise and confusion. After glancing left and right at Yuan Yueze and the others several times, the girl finally fixed her gaze on Fu Junzhuo, asking with a hint of doubt, "Senior Sister?"
"Junqiang, even you don't recognize me?"
Fu Junzhuo chuckled.
Hearing that familiar voice, the girl who had rushed over threw herself into Fu Junzhuo's arms: "Senior Sister, I missed you so much! Xuanfeng came to tell Master you were back, and I couldn't help but run out to greet you."
Yuan Yueze and the other girls also carefully examined Fu Junzhuo. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate beauty like a blooming peony. Her long, black hair, as flowing as a waterfall, cascaded down her back, fluttering freely in the wind and snow with her movements, extremely graceful. Her figure was also beautiful and tall, with a charming and graceful demeanor. Beneath her long, bright eyes, which were as beautiful as crescent moons, sparkled with a captivating light, making her breathtakingly beautiful. Her soft eye sockets made her eyes appear even brighter and more lustrous. Below her straight and delicate nose, her cherry lips were full and red, and her occasional smile made her even more picturesque, with a touch of childlike innocence in her eyes.
"Truly, she is 'unparalleled in beauty, possessing the most exquisite fragrance in the world!'"
Yuan Yueze praised with a smile.
Fu Junqiang, still nestled in Fu Junzhuo's arms, was overjoyed to hear Yuan Yueze utter such moving verses praising her. Excitedly, she turned to Yuan Yueze and asked sweetly, "Who are you? Why are you back with Senior Sister? And Senior Sister, you've changed so much! I almost didn't recognize you!" Just as
Fu Junzhuo was about to answer, a loud voice rang out, "Junzhuo, bring our distinguished guests in!"
Although Yuan Yueze and his companions were still quite far from the distant pavilion, the voice seemed to ring out right next to them.
Fu Junzhuo turned to Yuan Yueze and the others and said, "Let's go in."
With that, she pulled the still puzzled Fu Junqiang towards the pavilion.
The group entered the pavilion, finding it unusually simple. The room was decorated only minimally, with a large, round wooden table in the center. On it sat an incense burner, its smoke rising, and a longsword without a scabbard. The sword was four feet five inches long and two inches wide, its blade gleaming with a faint blue light. The hilt and guard were covered in mother-of-pearl patterns, its design elegant yet archaic.
A tall, imposing man in white robes with long, flowing hair sat with his back to them, completely still, like a rock, exuding an extraordinary aura of authority. Beside him stood a woman in white robes who bore a striking resemblance to Fu Junzhuo, her beauty as serene as a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains.
The group slowly approached, but Fu Cailin remained motionless. She was as still as the deepest abyss, as vast and boundless as the heavens. Everything around her seemed to have vanished, creating a vacuum that could encompass infinite space.
Having personally experienced Fu Cailin's profound cultivation, Yuan Yueze coughed lightly, and the surroundings returned to normal.
"I am Yuan Yueze, and my wife and I have come to pay our respects to Master Fu!"
Yuan Yueze announced loudly, cupping his hands.
The woman beside Fu Cailin had been astonished since Yuan Yueze and his companions entered. The men were handsome and elegant, their bearing ethereal. The women were even more dazzling, like fairies from a painting, noble and pure. One woman in particular possessed a beauty beyond compare; no amount of carefully chosen words could adequately describe her beauty! She was then even more astonished by her senior sister's dramatic transformation. Upon hearing Yuan Yueze introduce himself, the usually aloof woman finally showed emotion, her shock written all over her face! Fu Junqiang, beside Fu Junzhuo, also stared intently at Yuan Yueze with her large, bright eyes, scrutinizing him carefully.
Upon hearing Yuan Yueze announce his name, Fu Cailin trembled slightly, stood up gently, and slowly turned around.
Yuan Yueze and the others finally saw the true face of this "Master of Chess and Sword," one of the "Three Grandmasters."
He had an unusually long and narrow face, with features that were all flaws that no one would want to have, seemingly crammed together, making his forehead appear exceptionally high, his chin long and slightly droopy, and his unusually high and large, curved nose, making his eyes and mouth appear even smaller in comparison. Fortunately, he had long, black hair that draped over his shoulders, which balanced the disharmony between his broad shoulders and narrow face; otherwise, it would have looked even more awkward and strange.
However, his features, which originally appeared cramped and disproportionate due to their constriction, were transformed into a highly distinctive appearance by the bright, spirited eyes, like the brightest stars in the night sky, perfectly set within his long, well-proportioned eyes.
Looking closer, one could see that Fu Cailin's face, ancient and simple yet resembling that of a celestial being in a painting, was calm and serene, shining like stars. His deep, boundless eyes seemed to see through people's hearts and understand all things, containing extraordinary wisdom.
Fu Cailin's gaze first fell on Fu Junzhuo, clearly recognizing her by her aura, yet a hint of surprise and doubt still flashed in his eyes. He then looked at everyone else, his eyes shining even brighter. His gaze even lingered slightly on Shang Xiuxun. Afterward, he focused all his attention on Yuan Yueze, a look of admiration on his face.
After a moment of silence, Fu Cailin's lips seemed to move but not quite, his deep voice flowing like a long wind into everyone's ears: "So it is Young Master Yuan who has graced us with his presence. Please, everyone, take a seat."
Shan Meixian and the other women bowed and followed Yuan Yueze to their seats. The aloof woman beside him, her face now devoid of any coldness, personally served fragrant tea before returning to Fu Cailin's side, her eyes fixed on Yuan Yueze with curiosity.
"May I ask what brings Young Master Yuan and his ladies here?"
Fu Cailin asked after taking a sip of tea.
"I came here originally for one thing, but after witnessing Master Fu's prowess today, my purpose has become two things!"
Yuan Yueze replied with a faint smile.
"Oh? What was it originally for? And how did it become two things?"
Fu Cailin asked with a half-smile.
"Originally, I came only for Jun Zhuo, but after experiencing Master Fu's cultivation, I suddenly feel I want to spar with him!"
Yuan Yueze didn't gain much in terms of 'mind' or 'skill' after his duel with Song Que. Song Que could only guide Yuan Yueze with 'intention,' because swords and sabers are different. But Fu Cailin was a grandmaster of swordsmanship. How could Yuan Yueze miss a duel with him? He could enjoy the thrill and personally comprehend the essence of swordsmanship—a win-win situation.
"It's rumored that you, sir, once fought 'Heavenly Blade,' but the result is unknown to outsiders. Could you tell me the outcome of that duel?"
Fu Cailin asked instead of answering.
"I did indeed duel with my father-in-law, but not once, but twice. It's just that outsiders don't know. Since you're interested, my wives have all witnessed those two duels. Let them tell you."
Yuan Yueze spread his palms and pointed to Shan Meixian and the other women, introducing them to Fu Cailin one by one.
Fu Cailin was deeply moved upon hearing that among the women were the once-renowned Dongming Madam, the daughter of "Heavenly Blade," the patriarch of the Song Clan, one of the four great clans, and Shang Xiuxun, the heiress of the Pegasus Ranch. At this moment, Yuan Yueze, though indifferent to fame and fortune, was already backed by powerful forces.
"My name is Song Yuzhi. My father is Song Que. Please allow me to explain the process and outcome of those two duels to you, Master,"
Song Yuzhi said, her demeanor both graceful and polite, having been taught etiquette since childhood.
Fu Cailin nodded inwardly: This woman truly lives up to the reputation of "Heavenly Blade"!
“My husband suddenly arrived in Songjia Mountain City a little over a month ago. He was invited by my father to a duel. Before that duel, he knew absolutely no moves or techniques, but during the fight, he spontaneously gleaned sword intent from my father's saber techniques, ultimately achieving a draw. Half a month later, my father achieved another breakthrough, reaching the ‘Swordless Realm,’ and fought my husband again. Despite my husband's best efforts, he couldn't defeat my father. In the end, my father emerged victorious.”
Song Yuzhi recounted the story in detail. Hearing about Fu Cailin and Fu Junyu, Fu Junqiang's understanding was far more complex.
Who was this “Heavenly Saber”? A renowned figure in the martial arts world for decades, Yuan Yueze had actually managed to fight Song Que to a draw for the first time, and even comprehend sword intent from saber techniques in battle—what strength, what talent!
With his cultivation level as high as Fu Cailin's, he was completely unsurprised by the outcome of the second duel based solely on the detailed description. He then asked, "Improved the technique on the spot, mastering the sword through the saber?"
It wasn't that he doubted Yuan Yueze, but it was simply hard to believe that a master like Song Que could have fought Yuan Yueze to a draw in the first duel.
Yuan Yueze nodded.
Shan Meixian chimed in, "Actually, the first fight wasn't exactly a draw; to be precise, the clan leader lost. Because my husband's body isn't like an ordinary person's, he could withstand the clan leader's attack and recover in just a few days. But if my husband's sword had actually pierced the clan leader's body, he would have needed at least a month or two of rest. However, these are just hypothetical scenarios, and the final result can only be considered a draw."
Song Yuzhi added, "The sword techniques my husband developed on the spot did initially pose a challenge for my father, but he adapted quickly. Therefore, in the second fight, all of my husband's unusual moves were ineffective." "
There are so many rumors about Young Master Yuan that it's impossible to tell which are true! But seeing how much Junzhuo has changed, I suppose it's thanks to Young Master Yuan, right?"
Fu Cailin nodded, not intending to dwell on the fight any longer, and glanced at Fu Junzhuo with a hint of doubt.
Fu Cailin shared the same doubts as Song Que initially: Since Yuan Yueze could project his voice throughout the world using only his internal energy, such formidable skill should be enough to defeat Song Que even without any special techniques. But how could he know about Yuan Yueze's complex past?
Fu Junzhuo, on the other hand, appeared to be a young, unmarried woman, possessing a touch of ethereal beauty. Yet, she also exuded a woman's unique charm. How could Fu Cailin not be puzzled? Moreover, from the beginning, Fu Cailin had sensed that Fu Junzhuo no longer possessed any trace of the 'Nine Profound Technique,' but instead, a completely unfamiliar sword aura emanated from her.
"Master Fu must have many questions. We've come here for leisure and are not in a hurry to leave. Let Junzhuo answer your questions personally,"
Yuan Yueze said, glancing at Fu Junzhuo.
"Very well, then please, Young Master Yuan and your wife, stay at my humble abode for a few days,"
Fu Cailin replied. He wanted to know too many things, so he needed Fu Junzhuo to explain them in detail.
Leaving Fu Junzhuo, Fu Cailin, Fu Junyu, and Fu Junqiang behind, Yuan Yueze led the women towards the door. Just as he turned to close the door, Yuan Yueze's voice rang out again: "Regardless of what Master Fu thinks after hearing about my background, I still request that Master Fu fight me!"

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