[Wuxia] The Free and Easy Journey of the Tang Dynasty (Complete) - 9

Chapter 27 Spiritual Showdown
Yuyao, the headquarters of the 'Twin Dragons' mansion.
Laughter and cheerful voices, both male and female, echoed through the spacious living room.
"We two were saying we felt a sense of familiarity with Brother Yuan's back, but seeing Sister Zhen and Mother together today, we understand everything!"
Kou Zhong sipped his tea and smiled.
If the Twin Dragons still didn't know Yuan Yueze's identity after seeing Wei Zhenzhen and Fu Junzhuo arrive together, they would truly be fools.
"Don't you blame your elder brother for heartlessly abandoning you and letting you venture out on your own?"
Fu Junzhuo laughed.
"At first, I couldn't understand, but later I realized that Brother Yuan's life with you was indeed not suitable for Xiao Zhong and me. Perhaps after we experience more of the world, we can be as open-minded as Brother Yuan,"
Xu Ziling sighed.
"You are both young and full of vigor, and you've learned martial arts; it's perfectly normal for you to want to achieve great things,"
Shan Meixian said from the side.
"I heard Master Bai say that women all like men who are domineering and ambitious. Why is it that Brother Yuan, with his personality, has so many beautiful sisters-in-law? It's strange! I, Kou Zhong, a fine young man, haven't found a single girl who has given me her heart!"
Kou Zhong feigned a sigh while making flirtatious remarks.
"Little Zhong, you're still young. How could you possibly understand a woman's heart? Feelings are very subtle; they all come naturally. There aren't so many rules and regulations! Besides, that Master Bai, has he ever seen all the women in the world? Does he dare say he understands the hearts of all the women in the world?"
Wei Zhenzhen said with a smile, tapping Kou Zhong on the head.
Kou Zhong scratched his head awkwardly, unable to say anything to refute Wei Zhenzhen.
"Quickly tell me about your experiences over the past year,"
Fu Junzhuo said eagerly.
Wei Zhenzhen nodded in agreement.
Although these two women and the two dragons were not related by blood, they shared a blood bond. The image of the two women as both elder sisters and mothers was deeply ingrained in Shuanglong's heart.
Xu Ziling nodded and began to explain.
Since leaving Cuishan Town, Shuanglong had found a valley nearby and had been diligently cultivating the "Nine Profound Great Art" day and night. Their only thought was to take revenge on Boss Zhang's son. They lived a life of hardship, eating raw meat and drinking blood, hunting and fishing with homemade bows and arrows and harpoons.
However, after nearly half a month of arduous cultivation, they could only reach the third level of the "Nine Profound Great Art," making no further progress. Although they were now considered third-rate masters, how many people would easily be satisfied with their current situation? They remembered what Fu Junzhuo had told them: "You're too old, you lack the 'luck' for martial arts." They became somewhat despondent. But the reality was different. The "Nine Profound Great Art" came from the "Way of Nature," and naturally, it should be cultivated with a "natural heart." Shuanglong's obsession with revenge had led them into a dead end.
After several more months of unproductive study, the two finally stumbled upon the final two diagrams of the "Longevity Manual" and began their true cultivation.
They studied it for another six months, and about two weeks ago, they were considered second-rate masters. Leaving the valley, they headed towards Cuishan Town, their minds free of grand ambitions; their only thought was to return and seek revenge.
However, as soon as they entered the town, they overheard people discussing the assassination of Yang Guang. Kou Zhong's 'great ambitions' were instantly rekindled. He urged Xu Ziling, and the two rushed back to Yangzhou, hoping to take advantage of the chaos. Upon
returning to Yangzhou, they discovered it had been occupied by Li Zitong, and the Jianghuai army was notoriously ruthless, with Du Fuwei allowing his subordinates to run rampant. The two dragons were greatly disappointed with the Jianghuai army. They left Yangzhou and wandered aimlessly. Finally, in Yuyao, they encountered someone blocking their way and committing violence. Both possessing a chivalrous heart, they bravely intervened. Afterwards, they were inexplicably elevated to the position of 'boss'. The 'Water Dragon Gang's' influence in Yuyao had been dismantled by the two, so Kou Zhong proposed establishing a new gang. Xu Ziling, immersed in martial arts, didn't object.
The rapid rise of the Twin Dragons attracted the attention of nearby forces. Especially in the eyes of outsiders, the two possessed two great secrets: the 'Yang Gong Treasure' and the 'Longevity Manual,' both highly coveted treasures.
However, the Twin Dragons drove away all the minor figures, except for Wanwan of the Yin Gui Sect, who used the pretext of her subordinates being killed by the Twin Dragons to launch a campaign against them. That day, the Twin Dragons did indeed kill many members of the 'Water Dragon Gang,' but whether any of them were Yin Gui Sect members, no one knew!
The Twin Dragons fought Wanwan three times, but were completely outmaneuvered by her, even being used by her to help Wanwan advance her power with 'Longevity True Qi.' The Twin Dragons also comprehended the Spiral Qi Force, so they weren't entirely at a disadvantage.
Today, Fu Junzhuo and her companions arrived just in time, thwarting Wanwan's strongest attack.
"What are your plans for the future?"
The three women remained silent for a long while after hearing Xu Ziling's account. Shan Meixian finally spoke up.
"The tyrant is dead, and the world is about to descend into chaos again. Xiao Zhong intends to accomplish great things, so I have no choice but to accompany him for now,"
Xu Ziling said helplessly.
"Heh, I, Kou Zhong, said back then that we brothers would one day become great generals and prime ministers. In the prime of our youth, wouldn't it be a shame not to go out and enjoy ourselves? We've given us such bodies and wisdom!"
Kou Zhong laughed unrestrainedly.
"Does Xiao Zhong have designs on becoming emperor?"
Fu Junzhuo asked Kou Zhong with a smile, as if suddenly remembering something.
Kou Zhong was taken aback, and Xu Ziling was also somewhat puzzled by Fu Junzhuo's question.
"Become emperor? That's a long shot! Our little gang only has a few hundred people right now!"
Kou Zhong replied after a long pause.
"Mother is just asking if you have the determination, perseverance, and talent,"
Fu Junzhuo said seriously.
"What talent do I have! To be honest, I don't really have any ambition to become emperor. I just can't stand those people from high-ranking families! Whether in the martial world or the court, those without achievements are not valued. 'Are kings and generals born with a special destiny?' I must prove to people that birth does not determine achievement!"
Kou Zhong said.
"Reality has always been so cruel. Without money and power, no one will take you seriously, let alone expect to gain respect from others or the favor of a woman you admire!"
Shan Meixian laughed from the side.
"So, since we brothers are not born into wealth, but still want to enjoy the good things in life, we can only fight for it with our own hands. A real man sets lofty goals and strives to achieve them!"
Kou Zhong clenched his fists and shouted.
"Then you should also be interested in becoming emperor, right? Are you really decided? Once you embark on this path, there is no turning back!"
Wei Zhenzhen also looked at Kou Zhong and said.
"Mother, why do you ask us this? I think Xiao Zhong is just playing around. If he were emperor, would he have the ability to govern the country?"
Xu Ziling glanced at Fu Junzhuo and asked.
"Heh, I can only guarantee one thing, and that is that we care for the people, because we come from the lowest rungs of society in this era! As for other aspects, I really know nothing!"
Kou Zhong scratched his head and said.
"Xiao Ling, don't worry about why your mother is asking Xiao Zhong this. Xiao Zhong's ideas are indeed not suitable for governing the country. Governing the country is not enough just by caring for the people. Managing officials is not as simple as ordinary people think!"
Fu Junzhuo said, having read a lot about later generations, she was already a talented woman.
Fu Junzhuo had just remembered Yuan Yueze's comment about Kou Zhong possessing "the aura of an emperor," which led to her question. Seeing that Kou Zhong was truly unlikely to be the imperial star they were meant to assist, she stopped the conversation.
"Just as my husband said, let the two of them soar freely!"
Fu Junzhuo thought to herself.
Shan Meixian and Wei Zhenzhen, standing nearby, understood Fu Junzhuo's thoughts and remained silent, letting their inner thoughts answer her question.
"I think Brother Yuan, besides being handsome, skilled in martial arts, and a bit rich, doesn't seem to have much charm! Why are so many sisters-in-law in love with him?"
Kou Zhong was clearly jealous of Yuan Yueze.
Shan Meixian and Fu Junzhuo simply smiled.
"When you find your true love, you'll understand our feelings,"
Wei Zhenzhen said with a smile. "Alright, I'll go get some food. We don't know when my husband will be back, so let's eat first."
The two dragons were overjoyed. In this moment of overwhelming joy at seeing their loved ones again, enjoying fine wine and food was pure bliss!
※※※※※ After Wanwan left, Yuan Yueze would inevitably have to face the two dragons. He had no interest in them whatsoever, and it seemed he didn't want to see them at all. Seeing Yuan Yueze's expression, Wei Zhenzhen understood his thoughts and told him via telepathy that he could go and wander around as he pleased, without having to stay.
Yuan Yueze, eager to leave, immediately agreed, telling the three women that he was going to inquire about the results of the Giant Kun Gang's interrogation of Yuwen Huaji and the others.
Shan Meixian and the other two women stayed to keep the two dragons company, agreeing that Yuan Yueze would return within a day. After agreeing, Yuan Yueze headed alone to Yuhang.
On the shores of Taihu Lake.
As dusk approached, the sun set behind the western mountains, painting the sky with vibrant colors. The surrounding lake and mountain scenery was picturesque, a tranquil and beautiful atmosphere that stirred the soul.
Yuan Yueze stood alone by the lake, watching the sunset and recalling the information he had gathered from the Giant Kun Gang that afternoon.
Suddenly, Yuan Yueze felt a fierce aura attacking from behind.
Two serpentine ribbons appeared ghostly behind him, carrying two extremely sinister energies, sweeping towards Yuan Yueze with overwhelming force.
In a flash, Yuan Yueze moved forward rapidly. Without turning his head, he unleashed a palm strike, striking the two light and fleeting yet deadly ribbons with perfect accuracy.
"Bang!"
The energies collided, and the surrounding grass was drawn up by the massive vortex, dancing in the air.
"Hmm!"
A delicate cry came from behind Yuan Yueze. He slowly turned around, a smile on his face as he sized up his attacker.
A face of breathtaking beauty, flawless and exquisite. Her skin, as translucent as snow and magically elastic, was so delicate, every inch so tender. Her beautiful eyes shone like brilliant stars in the night sky, bright and radiant, serene and captivating.
A snow-white robe draped her exquisite figure, graceful and beautiful, flawless, her jet-black hair complementing her snow-white skin and robe, creating a harmonious effect. But what was most unique were her bare feet, spotless, sparking endless imagination.
The newcomer was none other than Wanwan, whom he hadn't seen for even a day.
"Why did you ambush me, young lady? Do you have a habit of ambushing?"
Yuan Yueze was still resentful about Wanwan's ambush of Shan Meixian, and said coldly.
"Hmph! Can't you just give way to me! I just wanted to test your martial arts myself! It was my fault for ambush my senior sister, I apologize."
Wanwan raised her head with a smile, gave a graceful bow, and said with a hint of coquettishness. In those eyes, as bright as the stars in the night sky, lay a few emotions that even Yuan Yueze couldn't decipher.
"..."
Yuan Yueze couldn't bear Wanwan's tone and immediately fell silent.
"Giggle!"
A sweet, melodious laugh escaped Wanwan's lips, her voice clear and gentle, like heavenly music: "Why isn't Young Master speaking?"
"Your words are truly too sharp, Miss. I'm naturally dull-witted, so I didn't understand your meaning."
"You little devil, I've taken a liking to you, is that alright now?"
Wanwan continued to giggle, her eyes perhaps holding a hint of affection, but her expression mostly still seemed intent on teasing Yuan Yueze.
"I'm so afraid of you, you little devil! Are you here to avenge your Uncle Bian? Or to retaliate for my sudden appearance ruining your plans?"
Yuan Yueze said, somewhat exasperated.
“Uncle Bian’s revenge? He might want to take it! But not now. I was just passing by.”
Wanwan walked up to Yuan Yueze and said.
“That’s true. I’ve heard that the Demonic Sect’s style is ruthless, selfish, and that the strong rule.”
Yuan Yueze glanced at Wanwan and sighed.
“Young Master seems to know quite a bit about my Holy Sect!”
Wanwan stared at Yuan Yueze curiously.
This morning, Wanwan hadn’t had a good look at Yuan Yueze, so now was a good time to take a good look at this world-renowned, elusive man.
“I wouldn’t say I know a lot, but for example, I dare say I know a lot about the core ideology of the Demonic Sect and the unique skills of your Yin Gui Sect!”
Yuan Yueze continued to stare at the distant lake.
“Oh?”
Wanwan’s tone was curious, but more so disdainful. The Demonic Sect has always operated underground, and many things are unknown to outsiders, let alone absolute secrets like their sect’s unique skills.
"Let's start with your core ideology. The Demonic Sect believes that evil is a greater force than justice. Evil represents destruction, and destruction is the most beautiful phenomenon in the world. Like wood burning into charcoal, that's destruction, but who can deny that fire is indeed one of the most beautiful things in the world?
The Demonic Sect believes there are two kinds of change in the world. The first is the power of growth, the positive power; for example, a seed becoming a tree. The second is the power of death, the evil power, for example, when the tree withers. In fact, in the end, destruction always triumphs over growth. Therefore, evil is more powerful than good.
The Demonic Sect means that every person and thing contains both positive and evil forces. Therefore, people have good and evil, all things have yin and yang, and heaven and earth have birth and death. Destruction is the power of evil,"
Yuan Yueze said with a smile.
This statement clearly exceeded Wanwan's expectations, because Yuan Yueze delivered it with such elegance. Wanwan listened and nodded.
"Then let's talk about your martial arts. One of the Four Great Classical Novels, the 'Heavenly Demon' Cang Qu, the ancestor of the Demonic Sect, collected various rare and unusual books, and finally refined them into ten volumes, the 'Heavenly Demon Strategy.' During the Han Dynasty, the Demonic Sect suffered setbacks, and the books were scattered and scattered, resulting in the loss of the 'Heavenly Demon Strategy.' Therefore, only six volumes remain today."
Seeing that Wanwan was listening intently, Yuan Yueze continued.
Wanwan gazed at Yuan Yueze, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a faint smile. The shimmering lake reflected in her eyes, giving them a golden glow and making them appear even more translucent.
"The highest martial art of the Demonic Sect is undoubtedly the *Dao Xin Zhong Mo Da Fa* (Great Method of Planting Demons with the Dao Heart). It is the most profound and supreme scroll in the *Tian Mo Ce* (Heavenly Demon Strategy), containing methods to shatter the void. It is divided into two volumes. During the great exodus of the Demonic Sect in the Han Dynasty, it was ultimately seized by the Xie Ji Sect in the competition and became their treasured heirloom. However, the secret manual of the *Dao Xin Zhong Mo Da Fa* has now disappeared without a trace with the fall of the previous 'Evil Emperor' Xiang Yutian."
"Next is the *Zi Xue Da Fa* (Great Method of Purple Blood), which was lost during the great exodus in the Han Dynasty and is almost comparable to the *Dao Xin Zhong Mo Da Fa*,"
Yuan Yueze continued.
"Nonsense! Why is it that no one in our Holy Sect has ever heard of the so-called 'Purple Blood Great Art,' which is second only to the 'Dao Heart Demon Seed Great Art'? It's clearly our 'Heavenly Demon Secret'!"
Wanwan suddenly interrupted Yuan Yueze, speaking with an incredulous expression.
Yuan Yueze was stunned.
The "Purple Blood Great Art," after being lost for nearly a thousand years, was obtained by Li Gong, the 'Blood Hand' of the Yin Gui Sect, in the early Yuan Dynasty. He never expected that the Yin Gui Sect of this era would not even know of this technique.
Yuan Yueze then smiled, not answering Wanwan, and continued, "Next is your Yin Gui Sect's supreme martial art, the 'Heavenly Demon Great Art,' also known within your sect as the 'Heavenly Demon Secret Great Art.' The 'Heavenly Demon Great Art' is the foundation for mastering the 'Purple Blood Great Art.' It was obtained by the Yin Gui Sect during the great exodus of the Han Dynasty. Those who can reach the highest level are mostly women. It is extremely lengthy and constitutes the largest volume in the 'Heavenly Demon Strategy.'"
"The 'Heavenly Demon Great Art' is divided into eighteen levels, exactly the same as the legendary levels of hell. It is profound and unpredictable, incredibly strange, possessing the wonders of creation and the power to penetrate heaven and earth."
"The first to fourth levels are the introductory techniques of the 'Heavenly Demon Great Art.' Those who master them undergo a transformation in temperament, condensing their essence and soul, undergoing a metamorphosis, turning ugliness into beauty, and generating an indescribable allure that captivates the opposite sex, making them willingly submit. Among them, the 'Heavenly Demon Voice' and 'Heavenly Demon Eyes' are the most prominent. With just a word or a glance, one can control the mind of an enemy and do as one pleases. I'm sure you've used them quite a bit, young lady!"
Yuan Yueze said with a smile.
Wanwan gave Yuan Yueze a charming glare and nodded.
Yuan Yueze was momentarily disoriented by that glare, but quickly regained his composure and continued, "From the fifth to the eighth level, the 'Heavenly Demon Blade,' the most powerful, and the 'Heavenly Demon Belt,' the most flexible, can be wielded by any weapon in the world. Great skill lies in simplicity, yet all paths lead to the same goal. A thousand transformations, all for my use. From large swords and spears to small items like a comb, a needle, or a belt, they can all be transformed into bizarre and deadly weapons of boundless power. Their moves are unpredictable, purely driven by a powerful and ferocious killing intent. I have just personally experienced your 'Heavenly Demon Belt.'"
Wanwan rolled her eyes at Yuan Yueze again, remaining silent.
"The ninth to twelfth levels involve the mutual support of Yin and Yang, the interaction of strength and gentleness, and the interplay of emptiness and fullness. It embodies the tangible within the intangible, with emptiness and fullness alternating at will. At this level, one has reached the ranks of a super master and can even absorb the enemy's true energy for one's own use. I believe you have already used this move on those two lads, Kou Zhong, right?"
The spiraling energy of the Twin Dragons was indeed cultivated by Wanwan. Although Wanwan wanted to use the Twin Dragons' longevity true energy for her own practice, both parties benefited from it without realizing it.
"Those who master the thirteenth to sixteenth levels have reached the ranks of unparalleled masters, their skill transcending the ordinary. With each strike, the true energy that reaches a place can cause space and objects to distort and cave in with a strange attraction. This is the Heavenly Demon Field that you use most often, and its power is invincible. You used this move when you blocked my sword today."
Wanwan recalled Yuan Yueze's sword strike. If he hadn't withdrawn forty percent of his power at the last moment, Wanwan would likely have been seriously injured on the spot. Thinking of this, Wanwan's delicate body trembled slightly for no reason.
Not noticing Wanwan's movement, Yuan Yueze continued, "The seventeenth level, 'Heavenly Demon Disintegration,' is a terrifying skill that destroys one's own realm. Once unleashed, it can form a death sphere with a radius of ten zhang, with highly concentrated and compressed energy, trapping the enemy and using its own explosive power to shatter the enemy into dust, destroying everything in its path."
At this point, Yuan Yueze's body suddenly trembled violently. Because he thought of Zhu Yuyan.
"Why did you stop talking, my darling?"
Wanwan was listening intently when Yuan Yueze suddenly stopped and asked curiously.
"As for the eighteenth level, it's too mysterious. Legend has it that it's a peerless demonic art that truly comprehends the creation of heaven and earth, masters the unfathomable mysteries of life, and possesses the power to bring the dead back to life and change all things in the world. To this day, no one has truly witnessed its full power."
Yuan Yueze finished speaking and let out a long sigh.
Wanwan's scalp tingled. Yuan Yueze described the "Heavenly Demon Great Art" with extreme accuracy, except for the incantation.
"Young master, you know so much about our sect's secret techniques. What is your background?"
Wanwan asked. To outsiders, Yuan Yueze's background has always been a mystery, especially with the current rumors circulating in the martial arts world, with various versions of the story. Wanwan was even more curious.
Yuan Yueze didn't answer her, nor did he know how to answer her. He simply shook his head.
"You stingy little thing, I won't ask anymore, okay?"
Wanwan pouted.
"It's getting late, we should part ways now!"
Yuan Yueze said, seeing that the sun was about to set and worried that Shan Meixian and the other two women would worry.
"No, you have to treat me to a meal at the best restaurant in the city,"
Wanwan said with a coquettish smile, her devilish charm on full display.
"What good food is there at restaurants! I always eat my or my wife's cooking at home!"
Yuan Yueze laughed.
"Then you can grill some meat for me, right here,"
Wanwan said, lightly tapping the ground with her jade-like feet.
Yuan Yueze nodded in agreement, and the two parted ways. A short while later, a large bonfire was lit, and they sat around it. Yuan Yueze continued to take out meat and seasonings and got busy. Wanwan's
eyes became even more curious: so the rumors that he could conjure objects out of thin air were actually true!
Yuan Yueze was so engrossed in grilling the meat that he naturally didn't notice her expression.
A quarter of an hour later, several large pieces of meat were grilled. They took out some red wine and chatted about random topics while drinking. Wanwan ate and praised the food, quite content.
Seeing Wanwan occasionally revealing the charming innocence of a young girl, Yuan Yueze sighed that her existence was the best proof of the 'spiritual energy of heaven and earth'.
Suddenly, Yuan Yueze felt an extremely subtle and profound feeling, indescribable in words.
Or rather, it was a premonition of alarm.
An extremely concentrated and restrained, yet incredibly powerful, surging killing intent seemed to come from afar, surging into every pore of Yuan Yueze's body. He immediately felt the surrounding space begin to distort, and even the image of Wanwan, her lips slightly moving as she chewed the grilled meat, began to seem unreal. Space and time seemed to stand still for a moment, and Yuan Yueze even realized that his five senses had vanished!
The wine glass slipped from his hand!
A sharp killing intent, fused with extremely high spiritual power, had completely locked Yuan Yueze in place.
He felt a strange aura within his body, surging wildly through his meridians and flesh like a runaway horse.
The killing intent not only entered Yuan Yueze's body but also gathered and circulated before him. When Yuan Yueze clearly saw the scene before him, he was immediately shocked!
It wasn't some demon or monster, but lightning—a massive, azure pillar of lightning.
Cold sweat poured down Yuan Yueze's back; he could barely breathe, his heart pounded, and his blood surged uncontrollably.
Had someone ambushed Yuan Yueze?
In a battle between experts, besides the actual physical combat, the greater key lies in the invisible clash of essence, qi, and spirit at a profound level. Therefore, for someone like Yuan Yueze, whose spiritual senses were exceptionally sharp—even Lian Songque and Fu Cailin weren't confident they could completely defeat him—there was no possibility of being successfully ambushed, because if the opponent harbored murderous intent, Yuan Yueze would definitely sense it.
But the person emanating this killing intent was no ordinary expert.
In an instant, Yuan Yueze realized the extraordinary nature of the one who unleashed the killing intent, and that the lightning bolt was merely an illusion. He immediately disregarded the immense pressure on his body and mind, focusing instead on calming his spirit. He swiftly activated his strange cultivation technique, merging his body and mind with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The killing intent that had invaded his body, and the lightning bolt that had suddenly appeared before him, had completely vanished under his mental observation.
Sensing the change in Yuan Yueze's inner energy, the opponent seemed to have detected it, and intensified their killing intent to press down.
The lightning was indeed incredibly powerful, but Yuan Yueze, as one with heaven and earth, remained as still as a meditating monk. Suddenly, his vital energy erupted wildly.
"Boom!"
After a deafening roar, Yuan Yueze finally broke free from the opponent's mental control, the killing intent within him forced out, and slowly opened his eyes. Before him lay
a scene of utter devastation, a mess within a two-zhang radius. Looking around, he realized that Wanwan was nowhere to be seen.
A few dozen zhang away, a burly man's figure had appeared.
Yuan Yueze could sense the killing intent emanating from the man, the very same power that had just invaded his body. He drew his longsword, stood up, and carefully examined the newcomer. He saw a burly man in blue robes, around forty years old, over eight feet tall, with a majestic appearance, robust and muscular build, his muscles like cast iron. His tiger-like eyes faintly flashed with lightning. His skin and hair were not normal colors, but blue. He carried a huge blue axe on his back.
Through sensing the man's energy, Yuan Yueze perceived that the man's vitality was much weaker than that of an ordinary person. His meridians were filled with powerful true energy, and his bones and muscles seemed to carry an eerie aura.
The man looked Yuan Yueze up and down, a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said, "Are you Yuan Yueze?"
His booming voice seemed to come from the heavens, clear and distinct, each word ringing in Yuan Yueze's ears, as if whispering in his ear.
Seeing Yuan Yueze nod slightly, the burly man laughed heartily: "I am Kuang Lei, invited by someone to kill Brother Yuan. Of course, if Brother Yuan has enough skill, you can kill me too."
Yuan Yueze felt somewhat amused and exasperated. What kind of assassin speaks like this?
But seeing Kuang Lei's solemn expression and the murderous aura emanating from him, Yuan Yueze had no choice but to immediately calm down and prepare for battle.
"Since that's the case, then come on! If I were a coward, I wouldn't be alive today!"
"Alright!"
Kuang Lei's movements were faster than lightning. He had already drawn his giant axe, held it horizontally in front of his chest, and gently stroked the axe blade with his left hand. He stepped towards Yuan Yueze.
Yuan Yueze's gaze was grave. He noticed that with each small step Kuang Lei took, as his foot lightly touched the ground, the ground seemed to turn into water, with ripples spreading in rings of air. Yet, it made no sound at all; the scene was extremely mysterious.
Kuang Lei's movements as he stroked the axe blade were incredibly profound, a blend of rhythm and arrhythmia, yet surprisingly harmonious.
A slight friction sound emanated from the blade, remarkably similar to Wanwan's 'Heavenly Demon Sound,' seemingly a means of disturbing the enemy's mind.
Yuan Yueze, sword in hand and eyes closed, completely absorbed in the background, relying solely on his spirit and energy to sense Kuang Lei.
Sensing Yuan Yueze's calmness, Kuang Lei's footsteps remained steady, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He spoke softly, "Brother Yuan's method of absorbing the energy of heaven and earth is indeed profound, but it has two flaws."
Yuan Yueze, still with his eyes closed, replied slowly, "First, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant but not refined, making it difficult to temper into pure vital energy in a short time. Second, my mental state and cultivation affect the vital energy within my body, preventing it from reaching its full potential." Kuang Lei
was taken aback, his steps slightly unsteady.
He twice tried to find an opening in Yuan Yueze's mind, but his psychological attacks were not only like throwing a stone into the sea, but were also neutralized by Yuan Yueze's combination of defense and offense. Instead, he himself was affected.
"Clang!"
A clear sound like a dragon's roar rang out, and Yuan Yueze's eyes suddenly flashed with divine light, his longsword half-drawn. In an instant, an unparalleled powerful aura filled the heavens and earth, surging straight towards Kuang Lei.
Yuan Yueze's experience had gradually increased; a slight crack had appeared in Kuang Lei's mind, how could he not seize the opportunity to pursue?
"Brother Yuan's words are like a heavenly horse galloping freely, gaining a firm advantage, deeply understanding the essence of swordsmanship, I admire you."
Kuang Lei's words meant that the crack in his mind had been instantly repaired, and Yuan Yueze's advantage had been completely neutralized.
"Take my first move!"
The voice seemed to come from all directions. Kuang Lei approached like a ghost, wielding an axe in both hands, its blade crackling with faint blue lightning. He leaped into the air and simply cleaved the axe at Yuan Yueze's head, instantly enveloping an area of five zhang in a chilling, almost tangible killing intent!
This axe strike was simple and unadorned, yet possessed both strength and gentleness, perfectly executed, without any flaws!
Yuan Yueze's longsword was drawn without a sound. The sword traced countless naturally beautiful lines in the air, flowing smoothly and continuously, striking the sides of the giant axe.
Kuang Lei's eyes flashed with surprise again, for all his strength was concentrated on the axe blade, yet Yuan Yueze had deliberately forsaken the perfect opportunity to break through his strongest point.
Because Yuan Yueze had sensed Kuang Lei's hidden follow-up move.
To play the sword with the man, and the man with the sword.
Yuan Yueze had already grasped most of the essence of the swordplay.
Even in this passive position, Kuang Lei's pupils contracted slightly. Before his sword flower could even touch the axe, he abruptly withdrew his attack, completely disregarding the laws of nature.
Kuang Lei's body leaned back rapidly, spinning like a roc three zhang in the air.
Another strange phenomenon occurred.
Suddenly, the giant axe shone brightly, and Kuang Lei's figure split into two, seemingly real yet illusory, as if carrying electric currents and leaping about, unpredictable and elusive, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion. The two lightning-like figures swooped down from above, one after the other.
The giant axes in the hands of the two Kuang Leis conjured countless axe shadows, unleashing a sky-covering aura of qi, sweeping towards Yuan Yueze at unimaginable angles, like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves.
A smile appeared on Yuan Yueze's lips.
The hidden soft force in Kuang Lei's first axe strike was actually a prelude to not needing to retract his attack and gather his qi before unleashing the second axe strike.
The other fake Thunderclap was not to be underestimated either. Through the interaction of their energies, Yuan Yueze realized that it was a semi-real, semi-illusory image created by Thunderclap through the condensation of its own essence, energy, and spirit, possessing tangible destructive power.
Yuan Yueze casually raised his longsword, but the blade was elusive, humming and trembling.
Each time the sword image appeared, it flawlessly deflected the giant axe blade, whose movements were impossible to predict. The longsword disappeared only momentarily, displaying a graceful and agile quality, while its reappearance was unparalleled in its power.
It was as if the sword was being used as a knife.
The dull, drawn-out sounds of weapons clashing were incessant. After more than forty exchanges, Thunderclap's momentum had waned.
It withdrew its giant axe and, incredibly, leaped half a zhang into the air again.
Yuan Yueze's expression turned cold, and he held his longsword horizontally above his head.
The simple and unadorned stance contained boundless mystery, as if it had connected heaven and earth.
Heaven above, earth below, and the sword in the middle, becoming a bridge connecting heaven and earth.
"Drink!"
Upon seeing this, Kuang Lei's eyes sharpened, his tongue crackling like thunder. The instant his body began to fall, he swung his giant axe ten zhang into the air. The giant axe
, imbued with Kuang Lei's powerful qi and weighing at least two hundred jin, suddenly snapped at its highest point, crashing down on Yuan Yueze's head like a meteorite from outer space, its momentum terrifying beyond measure.
The thunderbolt, already fallen to the ground, flashed its form, unleashing a domineering punch straight at Yuan Yueze.
Yuan Yueze remained calm, leaping two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) lightly, his longsword swirling in his hand, sword energy swirling out, forming a dazzling and fantastical trail visible to the naked eye, dodging the thunderbolt's
punch that could pierce the heavens and earth. The giant axe carried extraordinary power; at the moment it collided with Yuan Yueze's longsword, it made no sound.
The balance of power connecting heaven and earth was shattered, instantly causing a vast area of space to spin and distort.
In a flash, Yuan Yueze concentrated the power contained in the giant axe and all his own vital energy into his right foot. The force, like a magnificent and awe-inspiring galaxy swirling from his Yongquan acupoint, transformed into a black ribbon studded with starlight, pressing down directly on the thunderbolt. Its power was like the primordial chaos of heaven and earth, the beginning of the universe, endlessly renewing itself, becoming an eternal and unchanging existence!
'Having law yet not having law' is the highest level of harmony between heaven, earth, and man. Only man can connect heaven and earth, reaching a state where there is no law yet there is law, and law yet there is no law. This is the way of the sword with Song Que.
Using keen insight to grasp the opponent's martial arts skill level, understanding their foundation, and making judgments to preemptively seal off their next move is the essence of the chess-like sword technique, renowned for its ability to anticipate the enemy's moves.
Yuan Yueze's move perfectly blended sword intent and sword techniques, penetrating, luring, using, and defeating the enemy—the entire process flowing smoothly and reaching its peak!
Kuang Lei, leaping nearly six feet into the air, cried out in alarm, but could no longer stop. He sneered and met the attack with both fists.
These fists had already lost all initiative; in a fight, such a move meant being at a disadvantage.
However, Yuan Yueze, as someone involved, realized that Kuang Lei's fists were an attack that transcended time constraints, allowing him to strike first even after being attacked later.
In this way, Yuan Yueze's initial advantage vanished.
One possessed the advantage of space, the other the advantage of time.
But Yuan Yueze also had the advantage of strength.
"Boom!"
After a deafening roar like a thunderbolt, the surroundings slowly calmed down.
Yuan Yueze, with several wounds on his body, forcibly suppressed his surging blood and qi, sat cross-legged on the ground, and looked at Kuang Lei lying on the ground a dozen feet away.
Kuang Lei suddenly sprang up, picked up the giant axe not far away, turned back and gave Yuan Yueze a friendly and apologetic smile, and staggered away.
Seeing that Kuang Lei seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant, and noticing that his clothes were torn, and his wounds were everywhere, with tender flesh turned outwards, yet not a drop of blood flowed, Yuan Yueze's expression became strange. He was about to call out to Kuang Lei and ask him what was going on.
He wanted to know more about who had ordered Kuang Lei to act, but this question was obviously not something that could be answered at the moment.
"Crack!"
The sound of a wine glass falling to the ground and shattering startled Yuan Yueze.
Time and space resumed their trajectories.
Everything before Yuan Yueze's eyes had returned to normal: his clothes intact, the tranquil lakeside, the roaring campfire, and the charming Wanwan—as if nothing had happened.
But Wanwan's adorable eating had stopped abruptly.
Yuan Yueze followed her gaze, looking in the direction where the lightning had vanished.
"Pfft!" Just
as Yuan Yueze was about to ask Wanwan what had happened, he couldn't suppress his blood gushing out, as if to tell him: what had just happened was no illusion!
"My darling, are you alright?"
Wanwan snapped out of her daze and quickly rushed to Yuan Yueze's side, asking with concern.
Yuan Yueze shook his head, his expression strange. "I'm fine. What just happened?"
Wanwan pointed in the direction where the lightning had disappeared, saying, "I sensed a trace of a member of the Holy Sect, very well hidden, but it vanished quickly."
Yuan Yueze thought carefully; from the moment the lightning invaded him with its killing intent to the end of their duel, it must have happened in a very short time. The wine glass fell from her hand to the ground in the blink of an eye.
But everything was too bizarre.
Seeing Yuan Yueze deep in thought, Wanwan asked, "What's wrong?"
After Yuan Yueze explained everything that had just happened, Wanwan was quite surprised.
After a moment, she said thoughtfully, "I've read about this in my sect's books. It must be a battle of mental strength between experts, very profound."
Yuan Yueze stared at Wanwan like a dumbfounded bird: "There's such a thing?"
A hint of envy flashed in Wanwan's eyes: "Of course! Every movement, reaction, and detail in a mental battle is just like in reality, you can feel it yourself. Otherwise, why would you be injured?"
Yuan Yueze nodded as if he understood.
"Who exactly is this 'Thunderbolt' who could injure you? He must be from my Holy Sect, but I've never heard of him."
"Alright, my darling, I'm going back now. Consider this meal compensation for disrupting my plans this morning! You should go back and recover."
Wanwan tilted her head, thought for a long time, then shook her head, let out a long sigh, patted her belly a few times, and said contentedly. She
then got up, and after walking a few feet, turned back and said, "My darling, you have to apologize to my senior sister for me!"
Yuan Yueze was still sitting there, savoring the moment. Hearing Wanwan's voice, he looked up and nodded.
Seeing his wooden expression, Wanwan wrinkled her small, delicate nose and turned to leave.
※※※※※ Half an hour later.
Thunderbolt dragged his seemingly broken body step by step under the moonlight.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked up at the moon.
A moment later, as if making a momentous decision, he struck his own Qimen acupoint with the handle of his axe.
A piercing scream followed, and the forest returned to silence.
After a while, Kuang Lei emerged from the woods, his abdomen wrapped in simple rags, the oozing red blood starkly visible in the bright moonlight.
Dragging his faltering steps, he moved slowly forward, his disappearing figure radiating an indescribable desolation.

Chapter 028 The Emperor Star Appears
The rising sun shone brightly, golden light dazzling, auspicious clouds appeared, and the rosy dawn shone brilliantly.
Amidst the drifting clouds and mist, a majestic mountain peak rose high, seemingly piercing the clouds. Surrounded by clouds and mist, hundreds of exquisite buildings could be vaguely seen perched atop the peak. The mountain was wondrous and the forest serene, yet a long, mournful bell tolled through the mountains.
In the quiet valley, amidst drifting clouds and lush forests, a temple with layers of halls and gleaming buildings stood silently atop the mountain.
Home is in this mountain, its location hidden deep within the clouds.
This is the location of Cihang Jingzhai, one of the two holy sites of the Central Plains martial arts world, known as the "Head of the Xuanmen" and the "Spiritual Leader of the Righteous Path," hailed as "holding the reins of the righteous
martial arts world and controlling the rise and fall of dynasties." In the central Mahavira Hall of the temple, a five-zhang-tall red-gold Buddha statue sits serenely on a lotus platform, its expression compassionate. Wisps of incense smoke rise, and chanting fills the air, adding to the mysterious and solemn atmosphere.
A gray-robed nun kneels on a prayer mat, silently gazing at the invitation in her hand.
She appears to be in her thirties, yet her simple, jade-like face conveys a sense of world-weariness, as if nothing could move her anymore. Her shaved head, devoid of black hair, emphasizes the clear, defined features of her face, like the undulating contours of a beautiful mountain range, making one forget the mundane world. To think of worldly matters outside the courtyard would be a great disrespect to her.
"Has Feixuan finished her morning prayers?"
The nun spoke, her voice seemingly detached from worldly affairs, devoid of any emotion.
"Reporting to the Abbot, it should be almost finished,"
a young nun of about ten years old, who had just entered the main hall to clean, replied respectfully.
"Tell her to come see me in the main hall after her morning prayers,"
the kneeling nun said.
The young nun acknowledged and left the hall.
Although her face remained expressionless, the nun's heart, which had been churning like a stormy sea since opening the invitation, was still far from calm.
"Feixuan has been in my Jingzhai for over ten years, never stepping outside the temple gates. How did your Song clan know this?"
the nun muttered to herself, still staring at the invitation.
Then, as if understanding something, her expression turned cold: "Song Que, Song Que, how could you treat me like this! Qinghui has been devoted to you for forty years!"
"Who is the spy planted by the Song clan? Could it really be 'her'?"
the nun wondered. Was the secret she had kept hidden for thirteen years finally about to be revealed?
"Very well, this humble nun will go and see you and your 'world-renowned' son-in-law!"
the nun murmured.
※※※※※ Yuyao, the 'Double Dragons' mansion.
In a spacious side room in the backyard, on a wide bed, one man and three women, all naked.
Even without seeing the scene, the moans emanating from the three women, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, intoxicating, soul-stirring, and mind-shaking, revealed the intensity of the 'battle'.
Beneath Yuan Yueze, Shan Meixian's fair, jade-like skin was flushed with a faint blush. Her peerless beauty was no longer the dignified and composed woman she usually was, but rather flushed, delicate and moist, with seductive eyes, her willow-leaf eyebrows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, her eyes glazed, her head gently swaying, her nose slightly wrinkled, her lips slightly parted, exhaling fragrant breath, her breathing rapid, constantly emitting sounds that seemed both pleasurable and painful, soul-stirring and intoxicating.
Wei Zhenzhen and Fu Junzhuo were also polishing the mirror. The three women took turns, constantly changing into various intoxicating poses. Finally, Yuan Yueze attacked all three women simultaneously with his hands and mouth, and the battle raged on until the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light. Just as the four were about to reach the highest realm of bliss at the same time, a discordant and lewd voice came from outside.
"Brother Yuan! You are so mighty! I, Kou Zhong, admire you to death! Get up! We want to eat the midnight snack made by Sister Zhen!"
The four were too engrossed in their activities to notice when Kou Zhong had come to the door.
Yuan Yueze immediately stopped all his actions.
"You brat! If you scare me into being 'impotent,' I'll see if your sisters-in-law don't skin you alive!"
Yuan Yueze shouted at the door.
"Haha!"
Kou Zhong's laughter gradually faded away from outside.
Although Yuan Yueze stopped all his movements, the three women were naturally shy upon hearing Kou Zhong's voice. However, they couldn't stop now, because their souls were about to soar to the heavens, reaching a state of ultimate bliss, just a hair's breadth away from that ethereal, infinitely pleasurable feeling of ascension.
Kou Zhong's voice rang out at this crucial moment, which, while causing them shyness, also provided a strange kind of stimulation. The
pleasurable feeling was about to arrive, and the three women, in a state of ecstasy, were no longer in their right minds, responding only to their instincts.
Yuan Yueze only paused for a few breaths. Seeing the state of the three women and knowing that he was about to reach his limit, he continued his three-pronged 'attack'.
"Ah..."
"Hmm..."
"Ugh..."
As their souls reached their peak, the three women simultaneously let out three different styles of high-pitched, delicate cries. Their bodies trembled violently at the same time.
Feeling Shan Meixian's delicate anus contracting repeatedly, 'Little Ze' was caught in the crossfire and surrendered immediately...
All four reached the blissful state simultaneously, as if Kou Zhong had lent a helping hand at the crucial moment.
Wei Zhenzhen and Fu Junzhuo were too weak to continue kneeling, only knowing to lie limply beside Shan Meixian, panting and savoring the experience with her.
Yuan Yueze, after a brief burst of pleasure, also came to his senses and slowly suppressed his heavy breathing.
Just as Yuan Yueze was about to lower himself to lie on top of Shan Meixian, Wei Zhenzhen turned her head and saw the moist, glistening nectar near his mouth and on the tip of his nose. She realized that the liquid was what she had just ejaculated. Wei Zhenzhen's face, which was still flushed, turned even redder, as if it could bleed. She quickly straightened her still limp body, which had not yet recovered its strength, and picked up a light gauze from the side of the bed to gently wipe Yuan Yueze.
After wiping herself clean, Wei Zhenzhen lay back on the bed, continuing to savor the moment. Yuan Yueze lay directly on Shan Meixian's soft, delicate body.
The four of them, still panting, remained silent, seemingly reliving their recent intimate moment.
"Husband, just now... just now..."
Wei Zhenzhen finally spoke, her face flushed, but her voice trailed off, barely audible.
"What happened just now?"
Yuan Yueze asked curiously. Shan Meixian and Fu Junzhuo stared at Wei Zhenzhen, wondering what she was going to say.
"Just now... did you throw it all up?"
Wei Zhenzhen didn't know how to answer, her face burning with embarrassment, making her incredibly beautiful.
"What did you throw up?"
Yuan Yueze was even more confused.
"It's... it's just that I... I helped you wipe it up..."
Wei Zhenzhen stammered, then buried her face in Shan Meixian's chest, too ashamed to look up again.
"Oh, I understand, but I didn't spit it out, I swallowed it all..."
Yuan Yueze's mind raced, and he immediately understood Wei Zhenzhen's meaning, so he smiled at her.
"Ugh...it's so dirty, husband, please don't do that again."
Wei Zhenzhen, disregarding her embarrassment, looked up at Yuan Yueze and said.
"No way! Zhenzhen isn't dirty at all, she even smells nice!"
Yuan Yueze laughed, staring at Wei Zhenzhen as if savoring the memory.
Wei Zhenzhen blushed even more upon hearing this, but at the same time, she felt Yuan Yueze's love for her, and said with inexplicable emotion, "Husband, you are the best in the world!"
"Of course!"
Shan Meixian and Fu Junzhuo already knew what it was when they saw Wei Zhenzhen wiping Yuan Yueze. Hearing Yuan Yueze's words, although they were only directed at Wei Zhenzhen, the other two women were equally moved, because they knew that in Yuan Yueze's heart, all his wives held the same position. Seeing Wei Zhenzhen's embarrassment, Shan Meixian and Fu Junzhuo teased her with their words.
The three women occasionally let out silvery giggles. Yuan Yueze lay on Shan Meixian for a moment, then, afraid of crushing the beautiful woman, he turned and squeezed between Shan Meixian and Fu Junzhuo, stretching out his arms. The three women cooperated by lying on top of him.
"You big bad guy, you come back and drag us sisters into this, and you haven't even told us about what happened this afternoon!"
Shan Meixian hugged Yuan Yueze's waist, recalling how Yuan Yueze, dressed in tattered clothes, rushed back to the 'Double Dragons Club' and pounced on her like a wolf after finding the three women chatting in the room. She scolded him playfully.
"I missed you all so much, it felt like we'd been apart for ages. It's so easy to get excited when we see each other again. Besides, didn't you all enjoy yourselves? I heard you scream the loudest, Meixian!"
Yuan Yueze lightly kissed her nose and laughed.
Shan Meixian immediately became relentless, and Wei Zhenzhen and the other two women joined in the teasing.
"Alright, stop fooling around, husband, tell us what happened."
Fu Junzhuo monopolized Yuan Yueze's arm, gently swatting away his hand that was still kneading her breasts, and laughed.
Yuan Yueze's hand didn't leave that round, soft 'mountain of flesh,' he just stopped moving. He told the three women what he had learned from the Giant Kun Gang, his encounter with Wanwan, and his fierce battle with Kuang Lei.
The three women were shocked and their hearts skipped a beat.
After a long silence, Wei Zhenzhen spoke, "It's unbelievable that such a thing could happen."
Understanding she was referring to mental combat, Shan Meixian smiled, "This kind of thing can happen to those with high cultivation levels. The most mysterious aspect is that time and space cease to exist, and everything happens in an instant."
Shan Meixian turned to Yuan Yueze and added, "Judging from what my husband said, Kuang Lei's body must no longer be that of an ordinary person. I just don't know how he achieved that, or why he has no reputation. Judging from the fact that my husband was struck by Kuang Lei's lightning energy, causing him to vomit blood, as long as one's cultivation is high enough, one can kill someone simply by relying on momentum. This experience is invaluable and will greatly help my husband improve his cultivation in the future."
Yuan Yueze's current level is only mediocre. Especially regarding the intent of techniques, the other women's martial arts naturally include moves created by others. After sparring with masters like Song Que and Fu Cailin, Yuan Yueze had begun to develop his own unique fighting style. However, he hadn't truly completed this path yet; learning from others had only hindered him, leaving him in a daze.
Fu Junzhuo interjected, "That Kuang Lei was indeed very strong, managing to survive even with my husband's final, brilliant move."
Yuan Yueze said, "Although he came to kill me, I found him to be very forthright and a true man. It's just a pity our positions are different. If we were to fight again in a real battle, even if I admired his character, I would still be ruthless enough to kill him." Fu Junzhuo nodded
, "This man seems to have many secrets; his skills are so high
, yet he has no reputation whatsoever. " "You should understand the saying 'Hidden Dragon, Crouching Tiger ... "It's a real pity, but at least it avenged Yuzhen, and the Yuwen clan lost two great generals, so it's not all bad," Fu Junzhuo comforted. "Alright, let's get up. Wasn't that kid Kou Zhong waiting outside saying he wanted to eat Zhenzhen's cooking? We've rested for so long, you should be recovered by now," Yuan Yueze said with a smile. "!" Upon hearing this, the three women's pretty faces immediately turned red. Only then did they remember the moment before they ascended to the Immortal Realm together, when Kou Zhong shouted outside the door. "It's all your fault! How could we sisters have the face to see those two boys?" Fu Junzhuo scolded. "So you want to do it again? You have to see them whether you want to or not!" Yuan Yueze laughed loudly. "Haha, I see you can't come anyway. Go out and make some food and drink, and bring Xiuxun and Zhizhi out to enjoy with us," Yuan Yueze said, patting the three women's chests. The three women started playfully fighting again. After a while, the four of them dressed and came out of the room. The mansion was nearly deserted, likely because the 'Double Dragon Society' had always been small, and the conflict with the Yin Gui Sect had resulted in further casualties, leaving it desolate and sparsely populated. "Brother Yuan, what are you doing here? Where's Sister Zhen? Aren't you resting?" Xu Ziling, who had just returned from outside, saw Yuan Yueze, Shan Meixian, and Fu Junzhuo drinking tea inside and asked. "Zhenzhen went to prepare the meal. Where's Xiao Zhong? Didn't he say you wanted to eat Zhenzhen's cooking?" Fu Junzhuo, assuming Xu Ziling had also been eavesdropping on their lovemaking with Kou Zhong, blushed as she answered. "I went out to contact people at dusk; the gang still needs to recruit. The guard at the gate just said Xiao Zhong seemed to have gone to a brothel. That guy, he's really despicable," Xu Ziling sighed. Hearing that Xu Ziling was unaware of Yuan Yueze's affair with the three women, Fu Junzhuo breathed a sigh of relief. "You should spend less time in those brothels. Aren't you disgusted by women who are 'a thousand men's pillows on one jade arm, ten thousand men's tastes on one red lip'? Wouldn't it be better to spend that time finding a woman you truly love?" Fu Junzhuo said coldly. "Mother is right. That guy Xiao Zhong always brags about liking some kind of 'sense of conquest.' I just don't understand, would conquering a courtesan really give you any feeling? Love between men and women should be about both of you using your bodies and souls to jointly pursue and explore that wonderful and infinite realm that belongs only to the two of you." Seeing Fu Junzhuo's expression, Xu Ziling quickly replied. "You are not a fish, how can you know the fish's joy? But I still agree with Xiaoling's point of view." Yuan Yueze laughed. "Brother Yuan, you can't do that. You already have so many sisters-in-law, can you have the energy to be good to everyone?" Xu Ziling laughed loudly. "Hehe, how do you know I can or can't!" Yuan Yueze also laughed loudly. "Don't talk nonsense, Xiaoling, haven't you been dragged to brothels by Xiao Zhong quite a few times?" Fu Junzhuo continued to ask. Xu Ziling blushed and nodded. "Sigh, I won't scold you anymore. You're not children anymore, you understand things. It's not that you can't go, but you should go to those kinds of places as little as possible," Fu Junzhuo sighed. Xu Ziling didn't say anything, just nodded again. The four of them chatted while sipping tea. Half an hour later, Wei Zhenzhen had prepared the food. The five of them worked together to set the table. Yuan Yueze then pulled out the other women and had them sit at the table, chatting while waiting for Kou Zhong. Kou Zhong's timing was perfect; he returned to the courtyard in less than half a cup of tea's time after setting the table. Looking radiant and refreshed, Kou Zhong entered the room, bowed to Yuan Yueze and the women, and sat down. "When did Brother Yuan come out?" Kou Zhong asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Aren't you going to eat your food? Stop talking!" Wei Zhenzhen blushed and gave Kou Zhong a flick on the forehead. Kou Zhong nodded awkwardly, gave Yuan Yueze a thumbs-up, laughed heartily, and began to eat. The other women, unaware of what was going on, also began to enjoy the fine wine and food. ※※※※※ Yanqi, Yongning City. Yongning City is adjacent to the Kaidu River. The strong winds from beyond the Great Wall carry dust from the air into the river, making it the biggest difference between it and the rivers of the Central Plains. "Your Excellency, I think it would be better to send out the Gale." Three people stood on the open riverbank, one in front and two behind. The one at the back spoke. "Now is not the time to send out the Gale. Even the Thunderstorm failed. Could it be that the man surnamed Yuan is truly a calamity sent by heaven to disrupt my 'Holy Cult's' plans?" The man in front stood tall, gazing at the water and sighing.

"I believe we'll have detailed information about this person next time, because no matter how he hides, he'll still appear at the Lingnan wedding. Our spies can just...hehe!"
Another person in the back chuckled wickedly.
"Hmm, how's Kuang Lei's condition?"
the person in front asked again, without any change in tone.
"It shouldn't be a lie. Once Kuang Lei's deepest internal energy is broken, he'll lose at least five years of his lifespan! He wouldn't be foolish enough to injure himself like that to deceive the Venerable One. Besides, Kuang Lei is a martial arts fanatic; he'll never admit defeat easily!"
the person in the back replied.
"I understand. Help him recover well. Anyone who doesn't use such a useful pawn is a fool! His stubbornness and righteousness make him the easiest to manipulate. You two can leave now!"
the person in front chuckled, his voice full of cunning.
The two behind him nodded hurriedly and took their leave.
“Even without spies, the ‘Holy Venerable’ might still want to come to your dilapidated mountain city to see what’s going on! Old ghost Song, your good days are numbered! The ‘Holy Venerable’ doesn’t move until he does, and when he does, it’s astonishing!”
The man by the isolated riverbank muttered to himself.
※※※※※ Because Song Yuzhi reminded them of the wedding date, Yuan Yueze’s family only stayed in Yuyao for three days before bidding farewell and leaving, continuing their journey towards Song Family Mountain City.
On the seventh day of the sixth month, after about a month of sightseeing, Yuan Yueze and the women finally arrived at the outskirts of the mountain city, less than a mile away.
“Finally home!”
Song Yuzhi exclaimed, looking at Song Family Mountain City in the distance.
The women who had never been before, such as the Fu sisters and Su Su, were all awestruck by the grandeur of the mountain city, marveling at its magnificence. Xiao Bei had visited the mountain city more than ten years ago, and this time, returning, she was also quite moved. This time, she would enter the mountain city as an ordinary woman. But Song Que had seen her before, so Xiao Bei hesitated for a long time, unsure how to face the Song clan, and could only hide in Yuan Yueze's bracelet first.
"Let's go, for some reason, I feel like someone is waiting for me in the mountain city."
Yuan Yueze and the women walked slowly forward, smiling.
"Of course someone is waiting for us! Father and the others should have been out of seclusion for more than half a month and are preparing for the wedding!"
Song Yuzhi muttered, as if Yuan Yueze's words were heartless.
"That's not what I meant, I meant there is someone waiting for me, not my father-in-law and the others. Anyway, I can't explain this feeling."
Yuan Yueze explained.
Shan Meixian smiled mysteriously: "Let's go! We'll know whether someone is waiting for our husband after we go in!"
Before the group even entered the mountain city, they could already feel the festive atmosphere.
Song Shidao stood alone at the foot of the mountain city again, smiling as he watched Yuan Yueze and his dozen or so men approaching from afar.
"Second Brother has finally emerged from seclusion! Is everything alright?"
As the group approached, Yuan Yueze cupped his hands and laughed heartily.
"Last year we parted amidst the flowers, today the flowers bloom again, a year has passed."
Song Shidao also laughed and embraced Yuan Yueze.
Yuan Yueze was taken aback: Good heavens, another 'literary thief' has appeared! Aren't those lines from Tang Dynasty poetry? It seems Song Shidao has been reading quite a bit of the books I left behind a year ago!
"Hey, Second Brother, you're a 'thief' too, huh?"
Yuan Yueze chuckled dryly. Song
Shidao was startled upon hearing this, then burst into laughter again.
Yuan Yueze ignored his expression and introduced the women to Song Shidao. After the women exchanged greetings with Song Shidao, Song Yuzhi charged into the mountain city like a tank, heading straight for the Mingyue Tower's reception room.
Upon seeing that Yuan Yueze had returned after a year's absence with several more women, Song Shidao put his arm around Yuan Yueze's shoulder and secretly gave him a thumbs up: "How was it? Were you bothered so much in Goryeo that you wanted to find a place to hide?"
Yuan Yueze laughed: "At first, some influential people came to visit, but I had already gone into seclusion. Later, I heard from Junyu and the others that many people dared not bother me because of Master Fu's reputation."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Everywhere in the mountain city, there were large red flowers, red lanterns, and other decorations symbolizing celebration, which filled everyone's hearts with joy.
The group chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at the reception hall of Mingyue Tower. This was the reception hall Yuan Yueze had entered when he first arrived in the mountain city, and he remembered it vividly.
Upon entering the reception hall, several people were already waiting.
Yuan Yueze glanced around and saw that the three Song brothers, Lu Miaozi and his wife, and Fu Cailin had all stood up from their seats, smiling as they looked at Yuan Yueze and his group of more than ten people as they entered.
When Yuan Yueze's gaze swept over the last person in the living room, he and that person simultaneously trembled, instantly freezing on the spot. It
was 'Empress of the Underworld' Zhu Yuyan!
Two years had passed, and Zhu Yuyan had lost some weight. She was still veiled, her face covered by a heavy gauze, a black palace gown enveloping her graceful figure, radiating an aura of heaven and earth. The moment her eyes met Yuan Yueze's, the icy coldness of her former gaze vanished. Her trembling figure revealed her desperate attempt to suppress her emotions.
"Ahem!"
Seeing Yuan Yueze staring blankly at the 'Empress of the Underworld' upon entering, the others in the room hesitated to speak. But Yuan Yueze remained motionless, seemingly stunned, so Song Que coughed lightly. Yuan Yueze
snapped out of his daze, smiled slightly at Zhu Yuyan, and stepped forward before the others.
Zhu Yuyan realized her earlier lapse in composure and quickly regained her composure, her expression instantly returning to its usual icy detachment.
Song Que looked at Yuan Yueze curiously, seemingly wondering what was going on between him and Zhu Yuyan, while Yuan Yueze was also puzzled as to why Zhu Yuyan was here.
While Yuan Yueze was still staring blankly at the 'Empress of the Underworld,' the other women had already rushed into the arms of their respective relatives, expressing their longing for each other.
"When did you arrive?"
Yuan Yueze's eyes remained fixed on Zhu Yuyan, and before even greeting the other elders, he asked her first.
Zhu Yuyan couldn't bear his intense gaze; she could only dart away, avoiding his eyes, and softly replied, "The day before yesterday."
Fortunately, everyone in the room understood Yuan Yueze's personality, otherwise he would have truly committed a grave offense. Not only did he not bow upon entering the room, but he also didn't greet the elders. Those who didn't know his character might have thought him arrogant and conceited.
Seeing that Yuan Yueze had been staring intently at Zhu Yuyan since entering the room, Shan Meixian secretly tugged at his sleeve a few times.
Seeing this, Yuan Yueze had no choice but to first exchange greetings with the elders.
After exchanging pleasantries, the twenty-odd people sat down around a long, wide table. Zhu Yuyan's seat was originally between Shan Meixian and Shan Wanjing, but Yuan Yueze insisted on pulling Zhu Yuyan to sit next to him, making everyone in the room quite awkward. Only the three mischievous girls, Shan Wanjing, Fu Junqiang, and Shan Ruyin, secretly laughed below.
The usually aloof and arrogant 'Empress Yin,' who never showed any favor to any man, didn't dare to raise her head at this moment and sat helplessly next to Yuan Yueze.
Song Que and Lu Miaozi both had some ambiguous feelings for Zhu Yuyan from their younger days. However, their awkwardness was only due to Yuan Yueze's bold and explicit behavior. It seemed that Zhu Yuyan had already met with the two of them before Yuan Yueze and his group returned, and even talked about something.
Everyone sipped tea and talked about things that had happened in the past two years.
Of the three Song brothers, all have changed quite a bit, especially Song Que, who has regained the appearance and physique of someone around twenty years old. He is almost comparable to Yuan Yueze, only their temperaments differ; one is dignified and domineering, while the other is elegant and carefree. Unfortunately, Song Lu's silver hair is natural, and he currently looks like a young man with prematurely gray hair.
Fu Cailin's appearance has also changed significantly. Yuan Yueze had initially thought Fu Cailin was quite ugly in his youth, but now, while not exactly handsome, Fu Cailin is still quite good-looking, especially with the grandmaster's aura he developed over the years, adding a touch of ethereal grace. Although Goryeo is over ten thousand miles from Lingnan, Fu Cailin left the pass ahead of schedule and arrived in Lingnan a dozen days ago. He has been enjoying himself these past few days discussing martial arts and philosophy with Song Que.
The Lu Miaozi couple also arrived in the mountain city a few days ago.
The experiences of Yuan Yueze and his group are recounted by the eldest sister, Shan Meixian.
The elders in the room listened attentively to Shan Meixian's narration. Zhu Yuyan's embarrassment gradually subsided. While listening to Shan Meixian's vivid storytelling, she secretly glanced at Yuan Yueze beside her a few times.
Suddenly, Zhu Yuyan stiffened, a fleeting glint of allure flashing in her eyes. She quickly scanned her surroundings and, realizing everyone was focused on Shan Meixian, let out a soft sigh and glared at Yuan Yueze with feigned anger.
It turned out that Yuan Yueze had just reached under the table, grabbed Zhu Yuyan's smooth hand, and placed the back of his hand on her shapely leg.
He then secretly made a face at her, his hand gently caressing her rounded, supple leg. Zhu Yuyan's delicate body trembled slightly, a tingling, itchy heat spreading from Yuan Yueze's hand throughout her body. Worried that Yuan Yueze might do something even more outrageous, Zhu Yuyan's eyes held a mixture of allure and pleading as she quickly used her other hand to firmly press down on his 'devilish hand,' preventing him from going any further.
Shan Meixian made no attempt to hide anything, speaking for a full half-hour. Song Que and the others sighed; although the past two years had passed quickly, they had experienced quite a lot.
"After your wedding, I will pass the position of clan leader to Shidao. I have carried the family's mission for too many years; it's time for me to enjoy life like Brother Cailin!"
Song Que said with a carefree laugh, his former haughty demeanor greatly diminished, replaced by a more peaceful air.
"I say, father-in-law, you look several years older than me now, why are you still calling me 'old man, old man'!"
Yuan Yueze, still holding Zhu Yuyan's warm, soft hand, mimicked Song Que's tone, speaking in a strange voice.
Everyone in the room smiled, while Song Que looked embarrassed.
"Old... I think Xiao Ze is right, haha!"
Fu Cailin changed his tune quickly.
"I just wonder who in Lingnan possesses the aura of a king?"
Lu Miaozi, having heard Shan Meixian's words about assisting the Emperor Star and recalling Yun Jizi's previous remarks, spoke up.
"This is too difficult to find. Lingnan is such a vast region, sigh!"
Yuan Yueze sighed.
Seeing his disappointment, Zhu Yuyan turned her jade hand under the table and gently squeezed it.
Yuan Yueze glanced at her, gave her a reassuring smile, and then fell into deep thought again.
The room was silent.
Song Shidao hesitated several times
, as if he wanted to speak. Everyone was deep in thought and didn't notice Song Shidao's expression.
"Hey! I remember!"
Yuan Yueze suddenly shouted, startling everyone.
Seeing all eyes on him, Yuan Yueze blushed and then extended his right hand.
His eyes slowly closed, and suddenly, a seven-colored light filled the entire reception hall!
When everyone regained their sight, they saw a long table with a golden sword that shone brightly in contrast to the emanating spiritual light.
"This...this...could this be the legendary 'Sword of the Holy Path,' the Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword?"
Song Que was the first to react, exclaiming in disbelief.
"The Xuanyuan Sword was forged by the gods from the copper of Shou Mountain for the Yellow Emperor, and later passed down to Xia Yu. One side of the blade is engraved with the sun, moon, and stars, while the other side is engraved with mountains, rivers, and plants. One side of the hilt is inscribed with the techniques of farming and animal husbandry, while the other side is inscribed with the strategy for unifying the four seas. However, this is just a replica made by my master,"
Yuan Yueze nodded to the people around him.
Everyone knew without a doubt that something made by Yun Jizi wouldn't be much worse than the real thing.
"This was given to me by my master back then, and only a destined person can use it. I think if someone is a true emperor or a star of destiny, then they will definitely be destined to have it, that is, its master! Then we can assist him!"
Yuan Yueze explained further.
Everyone in the living room nodded in agreement.
"Oh! Xiu Xun suddenly remembered that Master mentioned more than two years ago that her husband should give someone a divination book, but he completely forgot about it the very next day!"
Shang Xiu Xun exclaimed coquettishly, giving Yuan Yueze a big eye roll.
"Ha...ha...it's not too late now."
Yuan Yueze chuckled dryly. After searching for a while, he finally found the "Tianyan Gua" book and handed it to Shang Xiu Xun. Lu Miaozi
frowned and said, "Lingnan is so big, how can we find someone destined for this sword as soon as possible?"
Yuan Yueze smiled and said, "That's simple. Just concentrate and communicate with it with your mind. Once it's truly destined, the sword will choose its master."
Although no one was arrogant enough to think they were destined for this divine sword, they still followed Yuan Yueze's instructions as if possessed.
Seeing that everyone in the hall except himself had closed their eyes to try it, Yuan Yueze smiled and lowered his head to drink his tea.
Less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, a "hum!"
sounded, and Yuan Yueze looked up to see a scene that astonished him!
The Xuanyuan Sword had stopped in front of Song Shidao.
All eyes in the hall were on Song Shidao in surprise.
Song Shidao, however, wasn't particularly shocked. He merely paused for a moment before raising his hand and grasping the Xuanyuan Sword. Instantly, a burst of spiritual light erupted in the room!
"Clang!"
The Xuanyuan Sword seemed to have found its true master, emitting a melodious long cry!
"Second Brother, have you resolved to save the world?"
Yuan Yueze asked, regaining his senses.
"I was just about to say this. During my time out of seclusion, I've been studying the books left by Xiaoze, which have completely overturned all the ideas I've formed over the past twenty years. In the past, I had no interest in vying for supremacy because in the end, it's always the common people who suffer. But now that I have a long life ahead of me, why not completely change the dynasty and gradually establish a new system? I find that the 'constitutional monarchy' and 'republican system' recorded in your 'Western History' are quite good. We can learn from each other, modify them, and use them as the system after the world is at peace, restoring rights to the people and reducing the power of the officials,"
Song Shidao said loudly.
Everyone in the living room was surprised, but the three Song brothers' eyes were filled with surprise and immense relief.
"To be honest, I've always thought that Second Brother is very suitable to be emperor because of your kind heart. Even without learning about the future, you would be a good emperor. The only problem is that you never had the ambition to conquer the world before, so I didn't take you seriously. Who knew that Second Brother would have such a benevolent and righteous heart!"
Yuan Yueze laughed loudly.
"But I really couldn't bear to waste these long years! More importantly, the military and political books you left behind have influenced me!"
Song Shidao sighed.
“Good! Good! But…”
Yuan Yueze suddenly remembered that Song Zhi, a member of the Song clan, was determined to glorify his family, which would conflict with the future system. Once the Song Shidao (a school of martial arts) implemented the new system, powerful clans and aristocratic landlords like them would be the first to be eliminated.
Seeing Yuan Yueze glance at him, Song Zhi was startled, then burst into laughter.
“Is Xiaoze afraid that your second uncle’s dream will conflict with the Shidao?”
Song Zhi asked.
“Your second uncle’s greatest dream is indeed to glorify the family and ensure its continued prosperity. But since meeting you last year, I’ve felt that if you were emperor, even if all the descendants of the Song clan became commoners, I would be content! I’ve also read the books you left behind, and they deeply moved me. But at the time, I saw that you had no interest in the throne, so I only thought about it. Today, seeing the divine weapon Xuanyuan Sword recognize its master, I vow to put aside all my past selfish thoughts and wholeheartedly assist the Shidao to create a new era of peace and prosperity!”
Song Zhi added.
"Second Uncle!"
Song Yuzhi had known for many years that Song Zhi was a staunch advocate of war within the Song clan. Seeing his open-mindedness today, she immediately rushed into Song Zhi's arms.
The living room was instantly
filled with joy. Yuan Yueze looked at Song Shidao with delight, "Second Brother, what do you think of the sword's power?"
Song Shidao examined it carefully for a while before saying, "The sword's aura is peaceful and solemn, but I can't feel any real power. It's more symbolic. We can't pacify the world with just a sword, so how can we govern the country? We must proceed step by step, steadily and surely, gradually absorbing capable people, first stabilizing the world, and then gradually implementing transitional reforms. That's the right way."
Hearing Song Shidao's eloquent words, Yuan Yueze nodded repeatedly.
Lu Miaozi suddenly laughed loudly, "I've always wondered why the Venerable God would pass on the elixir to us. Was it just a matter of fate? Today I finally understand. It turns out everything was within his expectations. Let's assist Master Dao together!"
The older generation nodded in unison.
Su Su was practically an orphan, having never met her parents since childhood. Seeing the three Fu sisters and Fu Cailin acting spoiled, and Shang Xiuxun and Song Yuzhi all having relatives to rely on, she couldn't help but look at them with envy.
"If Su Su doesn't mind, call me—oh no, call me Father—and you'll be my daughter from now on, how about that?"
Seeing Su Su's expression, Song Que knew she was a child lacking parental love, so he spoke up.
"Su Su kowtows to Father."
Su Su was overjoyed; how could she have imagined such a thing? The former little maid was now the daughter of the Song Clan's leader.
Song Que was greatly pleased, nodding and stroking his beard with a long laugh.
Seeing Su Su's reaction, Wei Zhenzhen and Shan Ruyin, who were standing nearby, also started making a fuss, eventually dragging Shan Meixian into it as well. They all wanted to acknowledge Lu Miaozi, Song Que, and Fu Cailin as their godfathers.
"If I call the Clan Leader Father, then Mother..."
Shan Meixian glanced at Yuan Yueze with ill intent, then pointed at Zhu Yuyan.
"Hmm? If what Meixian said is true, then wouldn't Yuyan be your father-in-law's woman? And Yuyan seems to have had some complicated relationship with your father-in-law when they were young..."
Yuan Yueze's mind raced as he saw Shan Meixian's gaze. He even pictured Zhu Yuyan nestled in Song Que's arms in his mind.
Before Zhu Yuyan could understand Shan Meixian's meaning, Yuan Yueze roared, "No way!"
Yuan Yueze had been so engrossed in his thoughts that he had subjectively deduced a fabricated conclusion, and he had unconsciously shouted wildly, startling everyone.
The people in the living room immediately fell silent, looking at Yuan Yueze curiously.
"Hey, father-in-law, let me make this clear first, you can't do anything reckless."
Yuan Yueze ignored the strange looks from everyone, and simply raised the hand he was holding under the table, like a child, to Song Que in a show of force.
Zhu Yuyan didn't react at all, and instinctively tried to pull her hand back in embarrassment, but she was no match for Yuan Yueze's strength.
Song Que was also confused about what Yuan Yueze meant.
"What do you mean 'I'm not allowed to do anything'?"
Song Que asked with a strange look.
"I mean Yu Yan is mine, and you're not allowed to do anything!"
Yuan Yueze said matter-of-factly.
The living room fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them.
Yuan Yueze's family didn't seem too surprised, because Shan Meixian had told the other women about Yuan Yueze and Zhu Yu Yan, but they were still surprised by Yuan Yueze's boldness and rudeness. As for
Lu Miaozi and his wife, the three Song brothers, Fu Cailin, and Song Shidao, their expressions were as interesting as could be, and they were also extremely embarrassed.
Zhu Yu Yan, as the person involved, could no longer tolerate Yuan Yueze's 'crazy talk'. She used all her strength to shake off his large hand. She didn't even notice that her veil had fallen off. She only saw that the peerless face under the veil was covered with a blush, so red that it seemed to be dripping blood. Zhu Yu Yan was so ashamed that she forgot to use her lightness skill and ran out of the living room in small steps.
The living room remained silent, save for the soft sips of tea made by Yuan Yueze.

Chapter 29: On the Eve of the Wedding.
The living room was quiet for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
The women, including Shan Meixian, weren't too surprised, as they were well aware of Yuan Yueze's personality and character.
However, Song Que, Fu Cailin, Lu Miaozi, and Song Shidao were extremely embarrassed and unsure how to speak. Song Que was the most embarrassed.
This father-in-law and son-in-law were truly hilarious. What kind of son-in-law talks to his father-in-law like that? What kind of father-in-law is left red-faced and speechless by his son-in-law's words? Especially the world-renowned 'Number One Swordsman Under Heaven'!
"By the way, Shidao, you must have a detailed plan for conquering the world by now. Tell us so we can all refine
it together," Shan Meixian said, glancing sideways at the still nonchalant Yuan Yueze, trying to divert everyone's attention.
Although her words were meant to change the subject, they were actually quite timely. Conquering the world is no casual interest, much less a child's game! It's not something that can be accomplished with empty ambition alone! A detailed and meticulous plan, strategic maneuvering, outwitting and outmaneuvering various powerful figures, gradually stabilizing the Central Plains, and progressively eradicating outdated ideas—none of these are easy tasks!
"Ah… um… um… I need to use the restroom. I'll go out for a bit. You all can talk slowly. I'll prepare the food and drinks later and then call my father-in-law and everyone else."
Yuan Yueze's head started to ache at Shan Meixian's words. He hated these tedious matters, especially plans for conquering the world! So he made up a cheap excuse.
Without waiting for anyone to speak, he got up and quickly fled the reception room.
Song Que finally breathed a sigh of relief, while the others smiled wryly: This kid looks like an adult, but he's just a child at heart.
"Aunt Meixian is right. I've been thinking about the plan these past few days, but it's not completely finalized yet. I've discussed it extensively with Father, Master Lu, and Master Fu. Since Aunt Meixian and the other siblings are here today, I'll reiterate it. Please help me see if there's anything else we need to pay attention to,"
Song Shidao said.
Which family in the world has the most chaotic generational hierarchy?
The harem of the deceased Emperor Yang of Sui? No! Families with power in various factions? Even less so!
The answer is: the Yuan Yueze family.
This guy is arguably the most utterly disdainful of etiquette and morality throughout history! In this family, sisters share the same husband, mothers and daughters share the same husband, and it's even possible that three generations will soon share the same husband! Although he's not an ordinary person, he's still living in the lower realm. People like Lu Miaozi, Fu Cailin, and Song Que, steeped in ancient etiquette, disregard Yuan Yueze's behavior. Knowing his extraordinary identity is one reason, but more importantly, these older generations really like Yuan Yueze's personality.
Although Song Shidao has read some of the books left by Yuan Yueze from later generations, overturning many of his deeply ingrained ideas, some of his fundamental principles are difficult to change in a short time. For example, according to seniority, Shan Meixian should call him 'Second Brother,' but Song Shidao would never accept that title!
Shan Meixian doesn't care. Having spent nearly three years with Yuan Yueze, her thinking is becoming increasingly similar to that of women from later generations. She and Shan Wanjing should be calling each other sisters according to seniority, but Yuan Yueze never cares what they call each other; these are just verbal terms. So Shan Meixian didn't force Song Shidao, and they eventually separated to discuss seniority.
"There's no turning back when it comes to conquering the world!"
Song Yuzhi sighed.
"Is my second brother afraid that power will corrupt him and make him forget his original intentions?"
Song Shidao laughed.
"I'm not afraid at all! If you truly betray your original intentions, I'll be the first to ask my husband to deal with you!"
Song Yuzhi blushed, feigning anger, as her brother guessed her thoughts.
"If you truly gain the world, then as the ruler of all people, if your husband kills me, what difference is there between that and him going out and killing the leaders of various forces, leaving the world without a ruler and causing suffering to the people?"
Song Shidao added.
"This…"
Song Yuzhi was speechless for a moment. But how many who have gained the world throughout history haven't been corrupted by power? Her concerns were not unfounded.
Song Shidao's words were indeed true. If the world were truly at peace in the future, whether Song Shidao or someone else ascended the throne, Yuan Yueze would no longer be able to kill them so easily, because the person on the throne would be inextricably linked to the people.
"Little sister, don't worry. Even if you don't trust your second brother's character, you must trust the system. Under the system your second brother described, officials don't have much power, and the person on the throne is merely a figurehead. So your worries are unnecessary,"
Song Shidao comforted her.
"Let's ask Father to tell me about the plan I was about to discuss,"
Song Shidao said, patting Song Yuzhi's head with a smile.
"Yang Guang has been dead for several months now, and the world is in chaos. All sides have begun their struggles, either openly or covertly,"
Song Yuzhi nodded and began.
"The struggle in the North involves neighboring tribes. Before we seize the South, we only need to pay attention to the activities of the northern forces.
There are currently several major forces in the South: Xiao Xian, Du Fuwei, Fu Gongshi, Lin Shihong, Shen Faxing, Li Zitong, and our Song Clan.
It is not yet the right time to send troops. We must wait, as there are many ethnic minorities in Lingnan, and the relationships among them are more complex. The first step is to stabilize Lingnan internally. Only after the various forces have suffered internal injuries from their struggles will we make our move,"
Song Que continued.
"I believe that the final struggle in the Central Plains will be a North-South conflict between the Song Clan and the Li Clan,"
Yun Yuzhen added.
Upon hearing the words "North-South conflict," Song Que frowned slightly, seemingly recalling something.
"Your Majesty is a foremost strategist and military master, but what I admire most is your forbearance. Back then, seeing the Southern Chen dynasty's fate sealed, you voluntarily submitted after a decisive victory against the Sui army with fewer troops, accepting the title of 'Duke of Zhennan' from the Sui dynasty, and establishing yourself in Lingnan, awaiting your opportune moment. Over the years, you have not only amassed a vast fortune through means such as the smuggling of salt, but also treated all ethnic groups in Lingnan equally, deliberately winning their hearts and minds. The Song dynasty is now like a tiger poised to pounce. Those you just mentioned—Xiao Xian, Lin Shihong, Shen Faxing, Fu Gongyou, Li Zitong, and even Du Fuwei—are nothing more than pitiful prey, unaware that they are beneath its claws.
As for the Li dynasty, its leader, Li Yuan, is mediocre and lustful, but he has a fine son, Li Shimin, who is not only brave and skilled in battle but also humble and courteous, commanding a wealth of talented individuals who laid a solid foundation for his empire in Chang'an." Chang'an, located on the Guanzhong Plain, south of the Wei River and north of the Qinling Mountains, is a fertile land surrounded by mountains. Since ancient times, it has been a vital transportation and military stronghold, serving as the capital of the Zhou, Qin, and Han dynasties, which continuously expanded and developed it. In the second year of the Kaihuang era, Emperor Wen of Han, Yang Jian, selected a site south of Longshouyuan, southeast of the old city of Chang'an, describing it as "beautiful with rivers and plains, abundant with vegetation, and suitable for building a capital," and built a new capital called "Daxing." Later, through the continuous construction and improvement by Emperors Yang Jian and Yang Guang, Chang'an became not only the largest city in the land, but also, in terms of military value alone, far surpassed Luoyang and Yangzhou, which were considered the three great capitals. The reason why Qin Shi Huang was able to unify the six kingdoms and eliminate rival warlords lay in the eight characters: "fertile land, wealthy people, and defensible terrain." With the geographical advantage of Chang'an and the popular support of Li Shimin, the Li clan's unification of the north was only a matter of time. "
Fu Junzhuo spoke up from the side.
Although her comments on the Song Clan were somewhat impolite, they were all true, and Song Que did not take offense.
Everyone in the living room nodded in approval.
"As for the Clan Head's statement about passing on the lineage to the Clan Head, Meixian thinks it's inappropriate,"
Shan Meixian said.
"After hearing what I've said about my experiences over the past two years, Clan Head, I understand that there are several exceptionally powerful forces secretly plotting against us. Before the Song Clan officially announces its participation in the struggle for supremacy, it's best to keep a low profile and show weakness,"
Shan Meixian explained after seeing the expressions of the elders.
"That's right. In that case, Second Uncle can be the de facto Clan Head, serving as the public face, while the lineage can remain a 'retired emperor'." "
Song Zhi smiled.
"What about the various ethnic groups outside the Central Plains..."
Fu Junyu frowned slightly as she spoke.
No matter how long she had followed Yuan Yueze or how many books she had read, she could not change the deep-seated ethnic differences in her bones. The imperial star that Yuan Yueze's family wanted to assist was not simply to appease the Central Plains, but to spread advanced systems to every corner of the land. In this way, conflicts between ethnic groups would inevitably occur, so Fu Junyu was still worried about her own ethnic group.
"Junyu, don't worry. I have talked a lot with Master Lu, Brother Song, and Master Dao these past few days. You don't need to worry about ethnic matters."
Fu Cailin said with narrowed eyes.
"Master, can you tell us the details?"
Fu Junyu continued to ask.
"The details would take a whole day and night to explain. In short, the Silla and Baekje that were later divided will be assigned to the Goryeo people and incorporated into the Central Plains. The land and power will be controlled by the Goryeo people." "
Fu Cailin replied.
"What 'On the Origin of Species' says is most reasonable. It truly is 'survival of the fittest.' Between nations, a baptism of iron and blood is needed; a short pain is better than a long one. If the system established by Master Song can spread throughout the land in the future, that will definitely be a blessing for our people."
Fu Cailin's eyes shone with supreme wisdom as he spoke again with deep emotion.
"Just as Master Fu said, otherwise true universal love, equality, and freedom will never come!"
Song Shidao also spoke up.
"Let's talk about how to implement other plans."
※※※※※ At Tingtao Xiaozhu, beside the stone table in Wangyue Pavilion, Zhu Yuyan gazed alone at the surrounding scenery. Her graceful figure, paired with her long hair dancing in the wind, revealed an elegant demeanor and endless allure.
"Yu Yan!"
Hearing that incredibly familiar, slightly hurried voice, Zhu Yu Yan slowly turned around.
"Whoosh!"
A figure like a purple streak of light pounced over and tightly embraced her. Before she could even speak, his handsome face swiftly pressed against hers, his large mouth directly pressing against her bright red lips.
That hateful tongue, like a raging dragon unleashed from its cage, easily and forcefully pried open the gates guarded by Zhu Yu Yan's pearly teeth, rushing in and out of her mouth, doing whatever it pleased.
Although Zhu Yu Yan knew that the person embracing her was Yuan Yue Ze, she instinctively wanted to push him away, but to her surprise, her teeth broke down in an instant. She felt a 'boom' in her mind, a complete blank, and no longer had the strength to resist. She could only slowly close her eyes, wrap her slender arms around Yuan Yue Ze's waist, and offer her delicate tongue, clumsily 'chasing and fighting' with him.
Two years of longing finally brought them a chance to reunite. Yuan Yueze trembled with excitement, savoring the sweetness, softness, tenderness, and smoothness of the woman in his arms, sucking hard on her honey-like lips. An indescribable comfort washed over him, a blissful feeling that could only be achieved through lovemaking.
Their bodies pressed tightly together, Yuan Yueze feeling the delicate body of the woman he had longed for day and night, while his hand roamed over her back, then settled on her round, full buttocks, kneading and squeezing them repeatedly.
Zhu Yuyan was deeply captivated by Yuan Yueze's gentle seduction, letting out soft moans and alluring cries. Her body instinctively began to twist and rub slightly, enjoying the stimulation from the friction against her skin, cooperating with Yuan Yueze's 'magic hand,' seemingly thoroughly enjoying it. They
had shared a passionate kiss before their farewell two years ago, but it was nothing compared to this. Feeling the clumsy tongue of the beauty in his arms becoming more and more skilled under his guidance, Yuan Yueze's 'devil hand' became even more unrestrained.
At this moment, the woman was no longer the high and mighty Yin Queen, and the man was no longer some god. The two were simply a pair of lovesick lovers, expressing their mutual affection and venting the pain of a year's longing through practical actions. They kept sucking each other's saliva, playing with each other's teeth, chasing each other's tongues...
their breathing and heartbeats became faster and faster, their chests heaving rapidly. Zhu Yuyan, whose flower stream, which had been neglected for decades, was beginning to overflow from the strange hand caressing her buttocks, suddenly stiffened.
The strange hand had somehow climbed up her proud "Jade Maiden Peak," its fingers intentionally or unintentionally teasing the love-struck nipple beneath the thin veil. Zhu Yuyan, her body already trembling violently, suddenly opened her misty eyes, a last glimmer of clarity flashing in her alluring gaze. With her last remaining strength, she forcefully pushed Yuan Yueze away.
Yuan Yueze, thinking the kiss had lasted too long and had made her uncomfortable, quickly suppressed his desires and placed his hands on her fragrant shoulders: "I'm sorry, I missed Yuyan so much, so I lost my composure..."
At this moment, Zhu Yuyan had lost all her haughty and aloof demeanor; she was simply a woman deeply moved. Yuan Yueze's explanation only made things worse; her still-blushing face glowed even brighter.
Seeing Zhu Yuyan with her head down, Yuan Yueze didn't know what she was thinking, and he dared not push her too far.
"Come, let's sit down. How have you been these past two years?"
Yuan Yueze released her hands, only taking her delicate hand as he led her to the stone table.
Zhu Yuyan gradually calmed her breathing and heartbeat, and was forcibly pulled to the stone bench. Just as she was about to sit down, Yuan Yueze pulled her onto his lap with a sudden force.
After struggling and twisting for a while, Zhu Yuyan had no choice but to resign herself to sitting down.
"Why are you so shy, Yuyan? There are no outsiders here."
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Yuan Yueze could only comfort her.
"You...you don't...force Yuyan, okay?"
Zhu Yuyan lowered her head and said softly.
"Okay, I just missed you so much. Tell me about it."
Although Yuan Yueze's arms were still around the beauty, he still kissed her cheek.
Zhu Yuyan's expression had almost recovered. After being ambushed by him, she could only give him a reproachful look before recounting her experiences over the past two years.
After parting ways with Yuan Yueze and Shan Meixian, Zhu Yuyan's life remained largely unchanged. She continued to handle sect affairs, though she delegated most of them to her disciples and junior brothers and sisters. Later, news of Yang Guang's assassination arrived, and the Yin Gui Sect began implementing various plans. Two years prior, Shan Meixian had informed Zhu Yuyan of her attendance at the wedding and also revealed the location of the Yin Gui Sect's secret base to Song Que, making it easier for the Song clan to deliver messages. Zhu Yuyan had arrived in Shancheng the day before yesterday, meeting with Song Que, Lu Miaozi, and Fu Cailin, and discussing some past events. However, the majority of the conversation revolved around Yuan Yueze.
When Shan Meixian recounted her experiences over the past two years, she avoided mentioning Bian Bufu's affair, considering Zhu Yuyan's presence and the potential awkwardness, but presumably Wanwan had already informed her of the details.
“Yu Yan, I don’t know how to say anything about Bian Bufu, but he must be held accountable for his crimes. I understand your position. If you want to blame someone, blame me.”
Yuan Yueze said, looking at Zhu Yu Yan.
“Yu Yan doesn’t blame you, and has no right to blame Mei Xian. If it weren’t for my indulgence that day, Fifth Junior Brother wouldn’t have harmed so many women. Mei Xian already told people last time that she wanted to kill Fifth Junior Brother, and Yu Yan had no objections.”
Zhu Yu Yan pressed her slender fingers to Yuan Yueze’s lips and said softly. Her voice revealed a trace of sorrow.
“You don’t need to blame yourself. Isn’t there a saying? ‘In the martial world, one is not in control of one’s own destiny.’ Yu Yan said last time that I would give you some time. How have you considered it now?”
Yuan Yueze’s ‘devilish hands’ could no longer restrain themselves and began to roam over the beautiful woman’s exquisite body.
"No..."
Zhu Yuyan felt weak all over in his arms, and the strange hands groping her made her even more aroused. She quickly grabbed the strange hands and scolded him.
"Meixian said you're a very honest person, but I can't tell at all!"
Zhu Yuyan said again. After saying that, she giggled. Yuan Yueze was also stunned when he heard this. To be honest, his personality was hard to change. For example, he was a bit dull and slow. He had never treated his wife like he treated Zhu Yuyan. It was as if he became a different person when he was with Zhu Yuyan. He was proactive, impatient, and handsy.
"I don't know what's wrong with me. Actually, I'm not usually like this, but I get so excited when I see you."
Yuan Yueze answered honestly.
"Maybe it's because I liked this character the most when I was in school!"
Yuan Yueze thought to himself.
"What are Meixian and the others doing?"
Zhu Yuyan asked, trying to hide her panic.
"Don't even mention it, it gives me a headache! Meixian was just about to discuss with Second Brother how to conquer the world and refine their plans, so I rushed out to find you."
Yuan Yueze made a headache face.
"Actually, it's a good thing that you set such grand goals, but isn't this a bit irresponsible? Meixian even said you're the most responsible man!"
Zhu Yuyan added.
"Oh? What do you mean?"
Yuan Yueze looked at her curiously.
“Since you’ve set your sights on assisting the Imperial Star, you’re part of that plan. Running off like this is irresponsible! Are you only capable of empty ambitions? Only capable of paying lip service to the suffering people? You won’t even listen to the plan, so what actions will you take to demonstrate your resolve?”
Zhu Yuyan said with a strange expression.
Yuan Yueze was stunned.
Zhu Yuyan was absolutely right. To save the people, he shouldn’t have acted with just empty words and a momentary, impulsive decision. Each of Zhu Yuyan’s words resonated more deeply with him.
“I’ve always felt I wasn’t suited for those things, so I didn’t take my resolve seriously. Today, Yuyan’s words, like a wake-up call, have awakened me. I understand much now, and I will strive to correct myself starting tomorrow,”
Yuan Yueze said solemnly.
“Actually, Meixian and the others should know too, but they know you too well…”
Zhu Yuyan sighed.
“However, these things shouldn’t be Yuyan’s concern right now,”
Yuan Yueze said.
"What I mean is about you and your sect's greatest ideal,"
Yuan Yueze said, seeing Zhu Yuyan's curious expression.
"You even know about my and my sect's greatest ideal?"
Zhu Yuyan looked incredulous, but a sly glint flashed in her eyes.
"Isn't it just those four words, 'Holy Sect Under Heaven'?"
Yuan Yueze lightly touched the beauty's luscious lips again.
"What's so special about that?"
Zhu Yuyan blushed again and asked.
“Since Second Brother has decided to contend for supremacy, it is certain that the Central Plains and the outer regions will eventually fall into your hands! It’s just a matter of time and the extent of the losses. After the Central Plains are pacified, Second Brother will begin to gradually implement the system of later generations. Under this system, no doctrine, teaching, or thought will be restricted, and they will all have equal status, as long as they are not distorted theories that harm the country and the people. At the same time, no single religion will be allowed to dominate, but rather the situation of ‘a hundred schools of thought contending’ will be restored to that of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Therefore, your ‘Holy Gate Under Heaven’ has absolutely no hope of being achieved.”
Yuan Yueze said slowly.
Seeing Zhu Yuyan’s calm expression, Yuan Yueze didn’t know what she was thinking, nor why she didn’t show
any surprise. “Are you curious why Yuyan didn’t react to what you said?”
Zhu Yuyan smiled softly when she saw Yuan Yueze’s expression.
“Because I’ve been discussing this with Song Que and the others for several days, and Yu Yan has also read your books. If those systems can really be implemented a few hundred years from now, it will be a good thing for everyone. Since our Holy Sect was suppressed during the Han Dynasty, all we’ve wanted is to have an equal living space with other martial arts sects. However, after hundreds of years of fruitless struggle, the mentality of our members has gradually changed, and their methods have become ruthless. The more unattainable something is, the more they want it, and their desires become even stronger, which is why we have the ultimate goal of ‘Holy Sect Under Heaven.’ When our Holy Sect can truly have the same status as other martial arts sects, it doesn’t really matter whether we achieve ‘Holy Sect Under Heaven.’ Besides, under the system established by Song Shidao, even the emperor is only in name, so what chance do others have to fight for power? Even if they did, what would be the use?”
Zhu Yu Yan continued to explain.
“Ah! Yu Yan, you don’t know about my background, do you? Did your father-in-law tell you?”
Yuan Yueze suddenly realized this and hurriedly asked.
“Fool, Mei Xian told her two years ago.”
Zhu Yu Yan gave Yuan Yueze a charming sidelong glance and smiled.
"Oh, then Yu Yan, why don't you just marry me too, and wear your wedding dress at this ceremony?"
Yuan Yueze said shamelessly.
Zhu Yu Yan was stunned for a moment, then shook her head with a complicated expression, not answering him.
"Are you disgusted that I already have a family, or do you still not have feelings for me, Yuan?"
Yuan Yueze deflated like a punctured balloon upon seeing her like that.
"Is it 'the fallen flower longs for the flowing water, but the flowing water has no heart for the fallen flower'?"
Yuan Yueze looked into the distance with a desolate tone.
"Don't talk nonsense... If Yu Yan didn't have feelings for you, how could she... how could she let you take advantage of her..."
Zhu Yu Yan blushed and whispered.
For a woman like Zhu Yu Yan, who had suffered a deep emotional wound that lasted for decades, and who also carried the heavy burden of her sect's mission, falling in love was extremely difficult, let alone falling for another man! Yuan Yueze was actually very lucky; his greatest advantage was something he himself hadn't even realized. That is: for the past three years, he has been harassing her mind every night by "forcibly entering her dreams." If this happened to an ordinary woman, she would either go mad or be driven insane. Zhu Yuyan was still able to maintain her composure at the most critical moment, not because she had a high level of mental cultivation—her mental state had long been destroyed by Yuan Yueze—but because she was afraid. She was afraid that the past would happen again, afraid of being ruthlessly abandoned again, even though Yuan Yueze was not that kind of person at all. But "once bitten by a snake, twice shy," this saying naturally has its truth. She had many concerns, such as seniority, worldly views, age, and so on. Although Yuan Yueze emphasized that he didn't care about these damned social norms, Zhu Yuyan had lived for decades, and some of these norms were deeply ingrained, not something that could be let go of overnight.
"At most... at most I promise you, please give Yu Yan some more time. When Yu Yan has really thought things through and let go of everything, she'll marry you, okay..."
Seeing Yuan Yueze's dejected look, Zhu Yu Yan couldn't bear it and had no choice but to speak, her face flushed with embarrassment as she finished.
She herself didn't know why, but whenever she saw Yuan Yueze, she became extremely weak. The former aloof, cold, and ruthless Empress would completely transform into a weak and helpless little woman who only longed for a strong embrace to comfort her.
"Let's go, let's prepare some wine and dishes first. How about Yu Yan helps me?"
Yuan Yueze knew that if he forced her any further, it would really backfire. He immediately forced a smile that was more like a grimace and said.
"How can I feel at ease if you act like this? Do you really want to force Yu Yan to agree to you right now?"
Seeing Yuan Yueze's expression, Zhu Yu Yan knew that he was definitely uncomfortable, and said sadly.
Yuan Yueze hurriedly tried to comfort her, forcibly suppressing his displeasure, and it took a lot of effort to finally make her smile through her tears.
Each lost in their own thoughts, they went into the kitchen to busy themselves.
Afterwards, dinner was relatively pleasant, as the reunion of Yuan Yueze's daughters with their relatives alleviated much of the melancholy Yuan Yueze couldn't hide. After dinner, to everyone's surprise, he unusually participated in discussing the plan to conquer the world, much to everyone's astonishment. The perceptive Shan Meixian looked at Zhu Yuyan with curiosity, while Zhu Yuyan avoided eye contact with her daughter.
The discussion only lasted an hour, after which they discussed wedding preparations and entertaining guests.
Yuan Yueze wasn't surprised to hear that various forces and martial arts figures might attend the wedding.
Firstly, he and his wives have been the talk of the town for the past two years, and this Lingnan wedding will give people the chance to see these legendary figures in person—who wouldn't be interested?
Secondly, the allure of the titles "Heavenly Blade" and "Master of the Swordsmanship" is no less than that of Yuan Yueze! They are idols to countless martial arts practitioners. Who wouldn't come to see their idol in person?
But everyone knew that the various factions weren't there to offer congratulations; their ultimate goal was to gather information about the Song Clan's internal affairs and when they would participate in the struggle for supremacy.
Yuan Yueze had no interest in dealing with those politicians; he left that to Song Que and the others.
It was nearly the end of the 7 PM hour.
The women had already gone to the hot springs in the mountain city to relax and enjoy themselves, led by Song Yuzhi. Shan Meixian noticed Yuan Yueze's strange behavior and vaguely guessed that it must be related to Zhu Yuyan, so she pushed Yuan Yueze away, who wanted to play in the water with the women.
Yuan Yueze wandered aimlessly alone in the 'Listening to the Waves Pavilion,' his mind in turmoil.
When he came to the vicinity of the 'Moon Gazing Pavilion' again, that familiar figure came into view, still standing motionless, gazing up at the starry sky.
Zhu Yuyan was definitely not feeling well, especially seeing Yuan Yueze with all her emotions written on her face. But her conflicted feelings were also tormenting her miserably.
Suddenly, she felt a hand gently stroking her flowing hair. The scent of the person behind her was incredibly familiar. Zhu Yuyan remained motionless, gazing at the moon.
"Ten miles of still lake, frost fills the sky; every inch of my black hair is stained with sorrow for my fleeting youth. Alone, I gaze at the moon, longing for companionship; I envy not the immortals, but the mandarin ducks."
Yuan Yueze stroked her hair for a while
before reciting this poem. In this situation, reciting such poetry would surely make anyone feel better.
Zhu Yuyan was forced to shed tears again. Yuan Yueze could only comfort her once more.
After a long while, Yuan Yueze looked at the starry sky and suddenly laughed heartily: "Yuyan, I won't force you anymore. You just need to promise me one thing."
"I promise you. Yuyan will never have another man in her heart..."
Zhu Yuyan seemed to sense Yuan Yueze's sudden change in mood and smiled sweetly in response.
Yuan Yueze was taken aback: "I don't want you to promise me that thing. I mean you have to promise me you will never do anything foolish."
Two red clouds rose on Zhu Yuyan's cheeks, and she nodded solemnly to Yuan Yueze.
Seeing the shy yet delighted, coy Empress Yin, Yuan Yueze smiled with an unusually natural smile. He pulled her to sit down, told her stories, sang love songs, and the two laughed heartily from time to time.
Half an hour later, as Yuan Yueze was chatting and laughing with the beauty, he heard Song Shidao's voice in his ear: "Brother-in-law, come to Mingyue Tower quickly."
Mingyue Tower was not far from here, so people with some internal strength could easily send their voices there.
Yuan Yueze reluctantly decided to spend a little more time with Zhu Yuyan before running into Mingyue Tower.
It turned out that the Twin Dragons had arrived.
The Twin Dragons had made an appointment with Wei Zhenzhen and the other girls to attend the wedding when Yuan Yueze left Yuyao. On one hand, they wanted to see the grandeur of a powerful family, and on the other hand, they wanted to personally attend the wedding of Fu Junzhuo and Wei Zhenzhen.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Kou Zhong chatted with Song Shidao, who was receiving them.
Yuan Yueze, however, was drowsy and almost fell asleep several times.
At the end of Hai hour (9-11 PM), everyone was tired. Song Shidao arranged accommodations for the two dragons, and the women had also returned after washing up. Yuan Yueze pulled the women into a
passionate lovemaking session, which lasted until the beginning of Chou hour (1-3 AM) before he finally fell asleep. The next morning, the family sat at the table enjoying breakfast. Shan Wanjing, who had gone to call Zhu Yuyan to have breakfast, rushed in in a panic.
"Husband, Grandma has passed away sometime ago. She left a note for you in her room."
Yuan Yueze was startled and hurriedly ran to Zhu Yuyan's room, where he found a neatly folded note on a small table.
After unfolding the note and slowly reading it, Yuan Yueze closed his eyes and sighed deeply. He then handed it to the women around him to read in turn, before taking it back, folding it neatly, and putting it in his pocket.
"Husband, don't worry. Mother must still be unable to let go. Actually, she has changed a lot. Let's give her some more time!"
Shan Meixian hurriedly comforted him.
"But she hasn't even witnessed the wedding yet. How could she leave like this?"
Yuan Yueze frowned.
"What does it matter! Next time my husband holds a wedding, wouldn't it be better to let Mother be the main character?"
Shan Meixian teased mischievously.
If Zhu Yuyan were here, she would definitely faint. This daughter is too naughty, insisting on selling her own mother...
Everyone in the room smiled, and Yuan Yueze's sorrowful mood was also greatly relieved.
"Let's go, today I'll take my husband and sisters to have a good tour of the mountain city!"
Song Yuzhi called out. The other women naturally echoed.
※※※※※ Song Family Mountain City Main Courtyard, Study.
Song Que sat at the desk, his posture immovable as a mountain.
"Who comes! Why don't you show yourself?"
Song Que suddenly shouted softly towards the door.
"Creak."
The sound of the door opening came, and upon seeing the gray figure appear in the study, Song Que's body trembled, and his bright and deep eyes suddenly burst with an extremely dazzling light, but it disappeared in an instant.
"Forty years have passed, and Qinghui's charm remains unchanged. But why have you come to Lingnan? And why didn't you send
a servant to inform us?" Song Que rose, gestured for her to enter, and spoke.
Song Que had sensed a powerful, infectious aura approaching the mountain city long ago, an aura that felt strangely familiar and comforting. Therefore, Song Que hadn't made a sound, instead pondering which acquaintance it was. He never expected it to be Fan Qinghui, the abbot of Cihang Jingzhai, personally arriving, and so secretly!
"Brother Song, it's been a long time. Decades have passed swiftly, and you are as valiant as ever,"
Fan Qinghui smiled, sitting gracefully opposite Song Que. Her voice was like celestial music, ethereal and unpredictable.
The passage of time, birth, aging, sickness, and death are inevitable for all things in the world, but Fan Qinghui seemed to transcend these limitations. Her jade-like face, as pure and ethereal as a flowing river, remained as captivating as it had been forty years ago, her otherworldly beauty possessing an immense power to move people.
However, for Song Que, who had already witnessed the charm of Yuan Yueze's many wives, Fan Qinghui's aura had little effect. What attracted Song Que was, of course, Fan Qinghui herself, who had haunted his dreams for forty years.
"Isn't Qinghui's arrival today due to an invitation sent by Brother Song?"
Fan Qinghui said, handing over the invitation after sitting down. Her tone clearly carried a hint of dissatisfaction.
Song Que also sensed something was off about her tone, paused slightly, took the invitation, and examined it carefully.
"This is not an invitation sent by me, so how did Qinghui receive it?"
Song Que asked curiously after examining it.
"Brother Song, as the head of a powerful clan, you don't even dare to admit your own actions? I can still recognize your handwriting!"
Fan Qinghui said calmly.
"I swear to heaven, if I'm lying, may I be struck down by heaven and earth. Besides, even if I wanted to invite Qinghui, I would have gone to invite her personally. How could it be so simple?"
Song Que thought for a moment, feeling that something was amiss, and immediately spoke up.
Upon hearing Song Que's oath, Fan Qinghui was stunned, as if she had been tricked.
"It seems someone has been up to something. Then Qinghui will take her leave. Take care, Brother Song, until we meet again."
Fan Qinghui realized the problem and excused herself.
"Since Qinghui is here, I, Song, will humbly invite you to be a witness at my daughter's wedding, if that's alright?"
Seeing Fan Qinghui rise to leave, Song Que quickly stood up to persuade her to stay.
"This…"
Fan Qinghui hesitated for a moment, then nodded to Song Que and said, "Since that's the case, this humble nun will respectfully accept your offer."
She had no interest in being a wedding witness! She simply wanted to see Yuan Yueze with her own eyes. Yuan Yueze was likely the most crucial figure influencing the struggle for supremacy; how could Fan Qinghui know which rumors were true without seeing him for herself?
"Then please stay at the villa in Rushan City, Qinghui? June 14th is my daughter's wedding day,"
Song Que invited again.
"Thank you for the invitation, Brother Song, but my disciple is waiting outside the city, and I must inform him. Besides, this invitation seems to indicate someone is plotting against the Song clan and my Jingzhai; this humble nun must also send a letter back to Jingzhai to warn all the disciples to be careful,"
Fan Qinghui politely declined.
"That's true. I also need to send someone to investigate. Then please come to Rushan City on the day of the wedding,"
Song Que nodded.
"Qinghui understands. Farewell,"
Fan Qinghui said, bowing with her hands clasped, then turned and left. The vast mountain city, with its iron-like protective netting, was somehow brought to and from by her with such ease; her skill was truly extraordinary.
Song Que gazed wistfully at the unforgettable figure he had cherished for forty years, and gave a bitter smile.
Sitting back down at his desk, Song Que picked up the invitation and frowned in deep thought.

Chapter 030 The Most Expensive in the World
June 12th, dusk, the reception room of the Mingyue Tower in the Song family's mountain city.
This reception room had clearly risen to the status of the Song clan's highest-secret meeting place.
Song Shidao, Shan Meixian, Fu Junzhuo, Yun Yuzhen, Wei Zhenzhen, and Song Yuzhi, the five women, were engaged in a lively discussion. The topic was all about the wedding preparations two days later, various rituals, and how to deal with the entanglements of various forces.
Yuan Yueze was not among them; he had already taken the other women out for a stroll, experiencing the customs and traditions of the various ethnic minorities in the mountain city.
Last year, I visited Chongqing with Song Yuzhi, but it was a rushed, superficial experience. Today was different.
On the busiest market street in Chongqing, a group of people walked along the wide road. The men were handsome and distinguished, their eyes, as vast and captivating as the starry sky, were the epitome of alluring charm. The women were even more stunning. Each wore no makeup or adornment; their breathtaking beauty and alluring curves were enough to mesmerize any man. Even one such fairy-like woman would be a blessing, yet several walked together, surrounding the young man like stars around the moon.
Their captivating charm drew countless admiring glances!
"Oh! That young master is so handsome!"
"Nonsense, that's called 'handsome'! You're describing a young lady like that!"
"Wife, what are you doing?"
"Husband, quickly check if my hair is messy? That young master seemed to have just looked at me!"
"Hmph! All you know is looking at those little vixens! Quickly check my hair, or I won't serve you anymore!"
"You old geezer! Don't you know shame! Staring at that fairy in the street like that! Why is my life so miserable! Waaah..."...
Being stared at like a monkey, Yuan Yueze and the women felt overwhelmed, much less comfortable than when they were disguised. But it was too late now, they could only slip back to the mountain city.
Back in the Mingyue Tower reception room, Yuan Yueze and the women took their seats, listening to Song Shidao and Shan Meixian still having a heated discussion.
"Second brother, who exactly are the guests?"
Yuan Yueze took a sip of tea, took Su Su's jade hand beside him, and asked while playing with it.
"Let me count. Those who have arrived today include envoys from the Li Clan, the Dugu Clan, and the Yuwen Clan. From other forces, envoys from Dou Jiande, Liu Wuzhou, the Wagang Army, Xiao Xian, and the Bashu Duzun Fortress have also arrived. Several foreign tribes from beyond the borders also arrived in the mountain city around noon."
Song Shidao seemed very familiar with Yuan Yueze's absurd behavior, and seeing him publicly entangled with the shy Susu, he spoke without a care, grinning mischievously as he spoke.
"Ah!"
Yuan Yueze's head immediately throbbed.
"The other forces are fine, but the Dugu Clan and the Wagang Army—they've had major conflicts with me on the surface; they should have deep-seated hatred. What are they doing here?"
Yuan Yueze asked, bewildered.
"That's politics, isn't it!"
Song Shidao gave a wry smile.
“Second Brother is right. Nobody believes they’re genuinely here to congratulate us! Their real purpose is to probe the Song Clan’s internal strength or find out when they’ll join the struggle for supremacy. After all, the Song Clan is still the most powerful force in the South. Besides, they can see their rumored husband in person and witness the charisma of Master Fu and the Clan Chief. It’s a win-win situation, why not? As for the Dugu Clan and the Wagang Army, how could their leaders give up so many benefits for a little personal grudge?”
Yun Yuzhen analyzed with a charming smile.
“Yuzhen is absolutely right, but they’re pressuring me. Xiao Ze, do you think we should meet them before the wedding? They’ve all said they want to meet you privately,”
Song Shidao said to Yuan Yueze.
“How about this? We can meet with all the guests tomorrow. That way, even if they have some schemes in private, they won’t be able to say anything too outrageous in public. It’s a win-win situation
,” Shan Meixian said, seeing Yuan Yueze’s reluctant expression.
Yuan Yueze truly had to thank heaven for bestowing upon him such a virtuous and intelligent woman. Indeed, Yuan Yueze was exceptionally capable, the best choice for husband in every way. But no one is perfect. The experience and personality of Shan Meixian and the other women complemented Yuan Yueze's flaws, making their family seem perfect.
"But this banquet will definitely not be simple! Let's choose two of us sisters to accompany our husband. He's so dense, he'll easily be tricked into revealing information,"
Wei Zhenzhen said with a smile.
However, none of the women in the room wanted to attend such a hypocritical occasion, so they had no choice but to draw lots. In the end, Shan Ruyin and Fu Junyu were chosen. Fu Junyu was alright, having seen many such situations, but Shan Ruyin was simply not up to the task. As the eldest sister, Shan Meixian had to step in for her. Seeing the other women looking at her with schadenfreude, Shan Meixian felt she had chosen the wrong people.
As a young lady of the Song clan and one of the main characters of the wedding, Song Yuzhi should have been present, but judging from her smug smile, one could tell how excited she was about escaping this 'great calamity'!
Afterwards, Song Shidao discussed with everyone how to deal with the attacks from various forces the next day.
June 13th, afternoon, Song family's main residence in the mountain city, banquet hall.
This main residence covers over a thousand acres, and the central banquet hall alone can accommodate over a thousand people for a banquet.
Yuan Yueze, Shan Meixian, and Fu Junyu walked towards the banquet hall. Along the way, they encountered servants bustling about, and Yuan Yueze and the two women greeted them with nods. In the past few days, Yuan Yueze had been appearing more frequently in the mountain city; guards and servants alike recognized him and his wives. Originally, Song Shidao was the most popular person in the mountain city because of his gentle and refined manners, his lack of airs, and his ability to make people feel as if they were basking in a spring breeze. After Yuan Yueze and his family arrived, the servants and guards felt an indescribable sense of warmth and familiarity. Privately, everyone discussed how the clan leader's judgment was indeed remarkable; such a person was truly a dragon among men. Moreover, Yuan Yueze's reputation resounded throughout the mountain city, and many servants already regarded him as an idol.
Upon arriving at the lavishly decorated banquet hall, they heard a cacophony of voices. Half an hour before the banquet began, Song Shidao had already arrived to greet the guests. With a quarter of an hour to go, small groups of people could be seen discussing something, with occasional laughter drifting out.
When Yuan Yueze and his two companions appeared at the hall entrance, Song Shidao, who was chatting and laughing with several guests, immediately excused himself and hurried out to greet them.
All eyes followed Song Shidao's direction.
"!"
The hall fell silent instantly, all eyes fixed on the approaching man and two women.
Their charm was unimaginable, especially that of Shan Meixian and Fu Junyu, whose faces were not veiled; they became objects of admiration for the men in the hall, some even drooling.
"Ah!"
Song Shidao led Yuan Yueze and his companions to the head table. Upon reaching the head table, a young woman there inexplicably stared at Yuan Yueze and exclaimed in surprise. He immediately realized his lapse in composure and lowered his head in embarrassment.
The others in the room assumed Yuan Yueze was too charming, and the woman was simply attracted to him; they merely chuckled and paid no further attention.
Yuan Yueze looked at the woman, whose head was bowed, making her features impossible to discern. Yuan Yueze frowned, then bowed to the others before sitting down with the two women.
The seating in the hall consisted of round wooden tables that could seat about fifteen people. The hall was filled with about four tables, all occupied by unfamiliar faces, seemingly representatives of various factions.
"Brother Yuan, we meet again. I, Shimin, will take the liberty of offering you a toast, wishing you and your ladies a long and happy marriage,"
Li Shimin said, taking the initiative and clearly usurping the host's role, yet his words conveyed heartfelt blessings for Yuan Yueze, so no one considered his behavior particularly impolite.
His preemptive move led the guests to believe that none of them had ever seen the renowned Yuan Yueze. However, upon hearing Li Shimin's words, the representatives of various factions were already calculating their own moves. It seemed Li Shimin and Yuan Yueze were old acquaintances, but what about the relationship between the Li and Song clans? After all, these two clans were arguably the most powerful in the Central Plains. Any connection between them would have a significant impact on the course of history!
Little did they know that Yuan Yueze had only met Li Shimin once and exchanged a few words.
Yuan Yueze merely smiled faintly at him, remained silent, and downed his drink. A flash
of displeasure crossed Shan Meixian's eyes; Li Shimin had launched his 'offensive' so quickly.
"So the Prince of Qin and my brother-in-law are old acquaintances, no wonder,"
Song Shidao feigned ignorance.
"Shimin is right. Last time, my husband fell asleep after exchanging only a few words with Shimin; it was extremely rude,"
Shan Meixian began her 'counterattack'.
Her words carried a deeper meaning, and were quite amusing, causing some of the seated guests to chuckle.
Born into a political family and a social genius, Li Shimin possessed exceptional refinement! He showed no offense whatsoever, merely nodding and smiling slightly.
"Alright, everyone, please don't stand on ceremony. My father and Master Fu are out discussing philosophy today and cannot accompany you distinguished guests. Please forgive us. Today's dishes were all prepared by my brother-in-law. He is renowned in Shancheng for his 'first in cooking, second in martial arts.' You'll regret missing this meal!"
Seeing the somewhat awkward atmosphere and Yuan Yueze's silence, Song Shidao spoke up.
The guests, already captivated by the aroma of the food and wine, became even more interested in Yuan Yueze upon hearing that he had personally prepared them, and quickly took their seats to enjoy the meal.
"Let me introduce you all. This is Yuan Yueze, Shidao's brother-in-law. This is Aunt Shan Meixian, and this is Fu Junyu, the second disciple of Master Fu Cailin, the great Goryeo swordsman."
Although everyone in the hall could already deduce Yuan Yueze's identity, the identities of the two stunningly beautiful women beside him remained a mystery. Song Shidao then took the lead in introducing them to the guests.
"And these are Mr. Yuwen Shiji of the Yuwen Clan, Young Master Dugu Ce of the Dugu Clan, Miss Dugu Feng, General Liu Heita under the command of King Dou Jiande of the Great Xia, Strategist Shen Luoyan of the Wagang Army, Miss Xiao Huan, the sister of King Xiao Xian of Liang, Prince Fu Qian of Tuyuhun, Liu Wuzhou... General Song Jingang under Mr. Song, the young master of 'Duzun Fortress' in Bashu, Xie Wenlong, whom we should call brother-in-law. And then there is Brother Qin Wang Shimin, whom you all know."
Song Shidao introduced them one by one.
Liu Wuzhou, who controlled the north and colluded with the Eastern Turkic Khaganate's Shibi Khan, was bestowed the title of "Dingyang Khan." This was common knowledge among various forces outside the Central Plains, making him a traitor who betrayed his nation. In this situation, Song Shidao was unsure how to address Liu Wuzhou, so he simply addressed him as "Sir."
Yuan Yueze nodded to everyone at the table as Song Shidao introduced him, remaining silent. Due to Song Shidao's deliberate arrangement, those at Yuan Yueze's table were almost all representatives of the strongest forces in the entire Central Plains.
"Brother Yuan, on behalf of the Dugu clan, I offer you a toast!"
Dugu Ce appeared handsome and dashing, but a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes as he raised
his cup to Yuan Yueze. Yuan Yueze had felt a surge of disgust upon hearing his name. Seeing the emphasis on the word "toast," he still glanced at him expressionlessly, not uttering a single word, and downed his drink in one gulp.
Dugu Ce's first "attack" was thus silently neutralized, leaving him with no choice but to force a smile and drink with Song Shidao.
The guests also began to eat, the clinking of glasses and laughter echoing from the banquet hall, gradually enlivening the atmosphere.
"I never expected Brother Yuan's culinary skills to be so superb! Simple dishes can be transformed into such elaborate creations, and the taste is simply exquisite! I, Liu, toast you!"
Liu Heita raised his glass to Yuan Yueze.
Yuan Yueze quite liked Liu Heita. In the original story, Liu Heita fell in love with Su Su, but because of that damned "short-lived" prophecy, he dared not accept the happiness before him, fearing he would ruin the life of his beloved. In truth, if Su Su had truly followed him, she could at least have enjoyed a few years of happy life. Liu Heita's generous, righteous, and loyal character was far superior to that of scum like Xiang Yushan.
Upon closer inspection, Liu Heita appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with an extraordinary appearance, a robust physique, and a well-fitting outfit. His words exuded a bold and unrestrained spirit, truly befitting a hero.
"Brother Liu flatters me. Brother Liu is unrestrained and loyal, a man I most desire to befriend. Please!"
Yuan Yueze finally spoke, standing up to clink glasses with Liu Heita and drink in one gulp.
Liu Heita was immediately overwhelmed with gratitude. Just now, when Li Shimin and Dugu Ce offered toasts, Yuan Yueze hadn't stood up or uttered a word. Now, however, he was expressing a desire to befriend a rough man like him—how could Liu Heita not be excited!
"Second brother's words are inaccurate. My husband is actually first in taciturnity, second in slowness, third in culinary skills, and fourth in martial arts,"
Fu Junyu said with a charming smile after Yuan Yueze and Liu Heita had toasted and sat down. Although his words were full of sarcasm and irony, the deep affection and attachment he conveyed were palpable even to those who had never been in a romantic relationship.
The three women at the table were already quite beautiful, especially Dugu Feng and Shen Luoyan. However, after Shan Meixian and Shen Luoyan entered, the hall seemed to dim, as if all the light in the world had been focused on these two ethereal fairies who looked like they had stepped out of a painting. Although Dugu Feng and Shen Luoyan were unconvinced, they had to admit that Shan Meixian and Shen Luoyan were far superior to them in both looks and charm. Seeing Fu Junyu so boldly displaying her affection for Yuan Yueze in public, the other three women felt a sense of being neglected, and a hint of jealousy arose involuntarily.
Everyone was now certain of one thing: Yuan Yueze's appearance was indeed as handsome as rumored, and his wife was even more charming than rumored. Hearing about the fairy and seeing her in person were two completely different things.
But was Yuan Yueze's seemingly indifferent expression, as unchanging as a ten-thousand-year-old iceberg, truly his true nature? Or was he extremely cunning? None of the guests dared to be certain, and could only speculate while continuing to observe.
"General Liu, as the top general under King Xia, is indeed admirable,"
Shen Luoyan said after glancing at Yuan Yueze.
As two of the three strongest peasant rebel armies, the Wagang Army and Dou Jiande's Army had been constantly clashing in recent years due to their adjacent locations and Li Mi's past manipulation of Dou Jiande. However, these clashes had always been small-scale. Therefore, although Shen Luoyan's words sounded like praise, they were actually just making conversation to change the subject.
Hearing Shen Luoyan speak, Yuan Yueze looked closely in the direction of her voice. Shen Luoyan lived up to her name, possessing a beauty that could rival the legendary beauties of ancient China. Her eyes were like a lake of autumn water, paired with slender, long eyebrows, a delicate nose, and cherry-red lips. Her jade-like and snow-white skin, combined with her graceful and charming demeanor, made her a rare beauty. Her noble and awe-inspiring temperament was intertwined with an exceptionally striking heroic spirit, making her truly a woman among the most exceptional in the mortal world.
"Three years ago, there were two women in this world whom I admired most, and Military Advisor Shen was one of them. Seeing her today, she truly is 'a woman who doesn't yield to men'!"
Shen Luoyan, known for her boldness, blushed inexplicably and became somewhat shy after being scrutinized by Yuan Yueze. Then, almost as if possessed, she asked, "Oh? That's truly my honor. But who is the other one?"
"'Empress of the Underworld,' Zhu Yuyan,"
Yuan Yueze replied cheerfully, his gaze fixed on the wine cup in his hand, revealing a hint of affection and longing. Everyone in the room could even feel the deep love that filled Yuan Yueze's heart.
But who was the 'Empress of the Underworld'? She was a female demon who had been famous in the martial world for over forty years, a contemporary of Song Que! Although the guests had never seen the "Empress of the Underworld" in person, she was rumored to be one of the "Four Beauties of the Previous Generation," suggesting her beauty was far beyond that of ordinary women. However, Zhu Yuyan was old enough to be his grandmother! Yuan Yueze looked to be only around twenty years old; how dare he think like that!
Then, the guests thoughtfully considered: He had a mother and daughter who shared a husband; it wouldn't be surprising if he married a woman his grandmother's age!
Few knew about the relationship between Zhu Yuyan and Shan Meixian; what expressions would these people have when they found out?
Shen Luoyan, watching Yuan Yueze intently staring at his wine glass, knew he was thinking about the "Empress of the Underworld." Seeing that his two celestial wives showed no sign of jealousy, Shen Luoyan became even more curious: were they concerned about appearances or truly without a trace of envy?
"On my journey to Lingnan, Fu Qian has witnessed countless refugees and suffering people. The world is in chaos, and the people are enduring immense hardship. Alas! I've heard that Brother Song is renowned in the martial world for his kindness and chivalry. What are your thoughts on this, Brother Song?"
Fu Qian sighed from the side.
No one in the hall was a fool; everyone understood the purpose of their trip to Lingnan. Fu Qian's veiled question to Song Shidao was clear: When does your Song clan intend to join the game of vying for supremacy?
Yuan Yueze looked at the man. He appeared to be about thirty years old, dressed in traditional nomadic clothing with a strong northern influence. He had a thick beard and a robust, imposing figure. Although seated, he was at least seven feet tall. He exuded an aura of extraordinary grandeur, like towering mountains, and possessed the air of an unrivaled, domineering ruler. The face, surrounded by a thick beard, was actually strikingly handsome. His cheekbones were high, but his nose was full and prominent. His eyes were unusually long and narrow, their inner pupils gleaming with a clear, intelligent light. "Alas, I am also powerless to help. I have only ever been in charge of the family's shipping business. The only thing I can do is distribute some gold and silver to help the suffering people,"
Song Shidao replied, feigning helplessness, his words perfectly watertight.
"Then what is Brother Yuan's opinion on this matter?"
Undeterred by the lack of clues from Song Shidao, Fu Qian turned to Yuan Yueze.
"My thoughts are the same as Second Brother's,"
Yuan Yueze replied directly, echoing Song Shidao's words.
"Isn't it a pity that Young Master Yuan has so much talent? A good man's ambition lies in all directions. If he doesn't make a name for himself and achieve great things, wouldn't he be letting down the body and abilities bestowed upon us by Heaven and our parents? Wouldn't life then lose its meaning and joy?"
Yuwen Shiji, who had been silent until now, spoke up.
"People say all sorts of things, he rides a fine horse, I ride a donkey, looking back I see a cart-pushing man, neither the best nor the worst."
Yuan Yueze glanced at Yuwen Shiji, unaffected by his words and passion, and didn't directly answer his question. Instead, he recited a doggerel.
The poem was plain, but its meaning was clear to anyone who pondered it.
"Contentment brings happiness!"
Shan Meixian chuckled.
Yuwen Shiji hadn't expected Yuan Yueze to remain unmoved even after being provoked by his woman. He didn't know what to say, so he just nodded awkwardly, lowered his head, and drank his wine and picked up some food.
"Then what in this world can move and captivate Young Master Yuan?"
Fu Qian, unwilling to give up, continued to ask.
"What does Brother Shimin think about this?"
Yuan Yueze didn't answer Fu Qian, but instead asked Li Shimin.
Hearing Yuan Yueze's words, the guests in the hall deduced that this man seemed to have no interest in fame and fortune. But Li Shimin was no easy opponent. He dared not believe Yuan Yueze's words, for an empty statement meant nothing. Who knew if he would say one thing today and do another tomorrow? His mind raced, focused on what questions to use to force out the Song clan's attitude towards the struggle for supremacy.
Yuan Yueze suddenly threw him a question. Li Shimin, startled, burst into laughter: "Shimin believes that the most alluring and intoxicating thing in the world is 'what one has not yet obtained'!" "I think what the Prince of Qin says is quite right," Song Jingang chimed in. "The saying 'a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a stolen one, and a stolen one is not as good as what one cannot have' perfectly describes this. What one cannot obtain is always the best." His
language was crude, yet quite amusing, and most of the men in the room smiled knowingly. Several women blushed slightly. "And what is your answer, Second Brother?" Yuan Yueze offered no comment on Li Shimin's answer, turning instead to Song Shidao. Song Shidao frowned slightly before smiling and said, "My opinion differs from Brother Shimin's. What is most exciting and intoxicating in this world is 'what has been lost'." "I agree with Shidao's statement. People in this world often do not cherish what they have, and only regret it when they lose it. That is why there is the saying, 'There is no medicine for regret in this world.'"

Jie Wenlong, seemingly lost in thought, nodded in agreement with Song Shidao's viewpoint with a pained expression.
"But what exactly is Young Master Yuan's answer?"
Xiao Huan, her alluring gaze intrigued, asked.
"Many years ago, there was a Yuanyin Temple, where many people came to burn incense and worship Buddha every day, making it a very popular place of worship. On the beam in front of the temple, a spider spun a web. Because it was constantly exposed to the incense and devout worship, the spider developed a Buddha-like nature. After more than a thousand years of cultivation, the spider's Buddha-like nature increased considerably,"
Yuan Yueze recounted.
The crowd didn't immediately understand, but then realized he was telling a story. The hall fell silent, all eyes fixed on Yuan Yueze as he continued.
"Suddenly one day, Buddha visited Yuanyin Temple and was delighted to see its flourishing incense offerings. As he left the temple, he glanced up and saw the spider on the beam. Buddha stopped and asked the spider, 'It seems we are destined to meet. I have a question for you, to see what insights you have gained after more than a thousand years of cultivation.'" "How is it?"
The spider was overjoyed to meet the Buddha and quickly agreed. The Buddha asked, "What is the most precious thing in the world?"
The spider thought for a moment and replied, "The most precious things in the world are 'what you can't get' and 'what you've already lost.'"
The Buddha nodded, said nothing, and turned to leave.
Another thousand years passed, and the spider continued its cultivation on the beam of Yuanyin Temple, its Buddha-nature greatly increased. One day, the Buddha came to the temple again and asked the spider, "Are you well? Do you have a deeper understanding of the question from a thousand years ago?"
The spider replied, "I think the most precious things in the world are 'what you can't get' and 'what you've already lost.'"
The Buddha said, "Think about it carefully again, I will come to find you again." "
Another thousand years passed. One day, a strong wind blew, carrying a drop of dew onto a spider's web. The spider gazed at the dew, finding it crystal clear and beautiful, and was immediately captivated. The spider was happy every day looking at the dew; these were the happiest days in three thousand years. Suddenly, another strong wind blew, carrying the dew away. The spider felt a sudden loss, feeling lonely and sad. At this moment, Buddha appeared again and asked the spider, 'In these thousand years, have you ever truly considered this question: What is the most precious thing in the world?'
The spider thought of the dew and said to Buddha, 'The most precious things in the world are 'what cannot be obtained' and 'what has been lost.'
Buddha said, 'Very well, since you have such an understanding, I will allow you to travel to the human world.' " "
And so, the spider was reborn into an official's family, becoming a wealthy young lady named Zhu'er. Before long, Zhu'er turned sixteen, a graceful and beautiful young woman, captivating and charming.
One day, the newly appointed top scholar, Gan Lu, was to receive a celebratory banquet from the emperor in the back garden. Many beautiful young women attended, including Zhu'er and the emperor's youngest daughter, Princess Changfeng. The scholar performed poetry and songs, displaying his talents, and all the young women present were captivated by him. But Zhu'er..." Zhu'er wasn't nervous or jealous at all, because she knew this was a predestined marriage bestowed upon her by Buddha.
A few days later, quite coincidentally, when Zhu'er accompanied her mother to offer incense and pray, Ganlu also happened to be there with his mother. After offering incense and praying, the two elders chatted. Zhu'er and Ganlu went to the corridor to talk. Zhu'er was very happy; she could finally be with the person she liked. However, Ganlu didn't show any affection for her. Zhu'er said to Ganlu, "Don't you remember what happened sixteen years ago on the spider web at Yuanyin Temple?"
Ganlu was surprised and said, "Miss Zhu'er, you are very beautiful and charming, but your imagination is a bit too rich."
Having said this, she left with her mother. Zhu'er returned home, thinking: "
Since Buddha arranged this marriage, why didn't he remember that incident? Why does Ganlu have no feelings for me at all?"
A few days later, the emperor issued a decree, ordering the newly appointed top scholar Ganlu to marry Princess Changfeng; Zhu'er was to marry Prince Zhicao. This news struck Zhu'er like a bolt from the blue. She couldn't understand why Buddha would treat her this way. For days, she neither ate nor drank, racking her brains, her soul about to leave her body, her life hanging by a thread. Prince Zhicao, upon learning this, rushed to her side, collapsing beside her bed, and said to the dying Zhu'er: "That day, among all the girls in the back garden, I fell in love with you at first sight. I begged my father, and he finally agreed. If you die, then I will not live either."
Saying this, he picked up his sword, preparing to commit suicide.
Just then, Buddha arrived, and said to Zhu'er's soul, which was about to emerge from its shell: "Spider, have you ever considered who brought Ganlu to you?" It was the wind that brought it, and in the end, it was the wind that took it away. Ganlu belonged to Princess Changfeng; he was merely an interlude in your life. Prince Zhicao, on the other hand, was a small blade of grass in front of Yuanyin Temple. He watched you for three thousand years, loved you for three thousand years, but you never once lowered your head to look at him. Spider, I ask you again, what is the most precious thing in the world?
After hearing these truths, the spider seemed to have suddenly understood everything. She said something to Buddha, who laughed heartily and left. The spider's soul returned to its place, opened its eyes, and saw Prince Zhicao about to commit suicide. It immediately knocked the sword away and embraced the prince tightly…”
Everyone listened quietly to this fable, understanding that the meaning lay in the spider's words, but what exactly were those words? Many fell into deep thought.
The instant Yuan Yueze finished speaking, Shen Luoyan fixed her beautiful eyes on him, her gaze sparkling with admiration. Her innate intelligence clearly indicated she already understood the spider's words.
Shan Meixian and Fu Junyu had already heard the parable. Seeing Shen Luoyan's expression, Shan Meixian nodded and smiled, admiring her wit. When Shen Luoyan's eyes met Shan Meixian's, gleaming with unparalleled wisdom, she immediately blushed with embarrassment.
"I understand! What the spider said must be: The most precious thing in the world is neither 'not yet obtained,' nor 'already lost,' but only 'seizing the present!'"
Dugu Feng suddenly exclaimed.
"Just as Miss Dugu said!"
Yuan Yueze nodded approvingly.
Looking closely, he realized her beauty was comparable to Shen Luoyan's. The difference was that Shen Luoyan emphasized her heroic and spirited air, while Dugu Feng possessed a youthful vigor. Seeing her, Yuan Yueze naturally thought of Shan Wanjing, Fu Junqiang, and Shan Ruyin; it seemed that Dugu Feng's inherent free-spirited nature was easily detected no matter how she tried to conceal it.
Their eyes met, and Yuan Yueze suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, yet he couldn't quite grasp the key point of his thoughts. He continued to ponder with his head down.
"Feng'er, sit down! Such disrespect is unbecoming!"
Dugu Ce, seeing Dugu Feng behaving like a wild girl, immediately felt embarrassed and scolded her in a low voice.
Dugu Feng, momentarily lost in thought under Yuan Yueze's gaze, heard her brother's displeased voice and reluctantly sat down.
"Please forgive my rudeness, everyone. My younger sister has always preferred martial arts to literature, which is why she is sometimes impolite. Please don't take offense," Dugu Ce said
with a humble smile, mindful of the family's reputation.
"Miss Dugu is truly genuine and unpretentious. How can you blame her? Brother Dugu, you don't need to be so polite,"
Song Shidao reassured him.
The people in the hall continued to ponder, this parable stirring up their deepest, most authentic selves.
"Miss Dugu, may I ask why I have a feeling that we've met before? This should be our first meeting,"
Yuan Yueze asked, looking up after thinking for a long time without finding a reason.
Upon hearing these words, the expressions of many men in the hall became quite interesting: Was this a declaration of love? How cliché! They thought that having married a fairy-like wife, he would have far more sophisticated methods for wooing women! But it turned out to be nothing more than this!
Dugu Ce was even more embarrassed: He had come today for two reasons: first, to see this sworn enemy in person, and second, to investigate the strength of the Song clan. However, his younger sister was unruly at home, and no one dared to discipline her except for the nanny. She had cried and insisted on coming, and in the end, he had no choice but to bring her along. But today, upon seeing Yuan Yueze, she lost her composure and cried out. She had completely disgraced the family.
Dugu Ce hated Yuan Yueze even more. This man truly seemed like a dragon among men, and the narrow-minded Dugu Ce had also felt jealous upon first seeing Yuan Yueze's handsome appearance and demeanor. It was just that he was cunning enough to hide it well. Now, Yuan Yueze not only seemed arrogant, but he dared to flirt with her sister in front of so many people, using vulgar and obscene language, nothing more than the low-down tactics of a street thug.
Shan Meixian and Fu Junyu knew Yuan Yueze's character well, knowing he never lied, and simply looked at Dugu Feng with curiosity. Fu Junyu, who had been focused on eating and drinking since entering, now looked at Dugu Feng's beautiful face with a strange expression, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was pondering something.
"We...did meet, three months ago."
How could Dugu Feng know the filthy thoughts of the people in the hall? She only knew to boldly meet Yuan Yueze's gaze and speak.
"Oh? Then why don't I have a deep impression of you? Could you elaborate, young lady?"
Yuan Yueze asked, still frowning.
"This..."
Dugu Feng didn't know how to answer, her face flushed, and she began to stammer.
The guests in the hall began to have even more sordid thoughts: Could it be that the young lady of the Dugu family and this Yuan Yueze had some secret dealings? Judging from Yuan Yueze's appearance, was he going to deny everything after having his way with the food? Could it be that the Dugu clan and the Song clan had also made contact?
Dugu Ce's face had already turned pale. He thought to himself: They've met? Why didn't Feng'er tell the family? He's the Dugu clan's sworn enemy! Judging from Feng'er's expression, could they have secretly made a pact? Could this Yuan guy be feigning madness to renege on his debt?
As he thought about it, Dugu Ce's face began to grow cold.
Shan Meixian, with her keen mind, could deduce the general thoughts of the people in the hall after a little thought. To avoid deepening the misunderstanding, she spoke softly, "Miss Dugu, could you please explain in detail?"
Dugu Feng sighed, her gaze sweeping across the hall. Seeing the strange looks from the surrounding guests and her brother's eyes that seemed to spew out fury, she immediately understood what was going on. She then began, “That day, I was traveling near Lujiang when I saw Young Master Yuan fighting against hundreds of Sui soldiers… In the end, this sister arrived just in time to save my life. That’s why I was so surprised to see Young Master Yuan and this sister enter together just now.”
Dugu Feng pointed at Fu Junyu as she spoke.
After hearing this, everyone in the hall understood the details. So that’s how they met, and there was no secret dealing involved.
Yuan Yueze and Fu Junyu were also reminded of their past by her words, but at the time, Yuan Yueze was consumed by anger, and Fu Junyu’s mind was entirely focused on Yuan Yueze, so they hadn’t paid much attention to Dugu Feng’s appearance, which led to today’s events.
“That day, I was consumed by anger and almost killed you, young lady. Please don’t take offense. I offer this cup of wine as an apology.”
Although Yuan Yueze had grudges against some people in the Dugu clan, he wasn’t the kind of person to generalize, so he sincerely apologized to Dugu Feng.
Dugu Feng, somewhat shy, raised her cup and drank it down in one gulp. A blush quickly spread across her beautiful face as she whispered, "I was rash back then, sir, you've made me feel terrible."
Seeing Dugu Feng's unprecedented shyness, Dugu Ce felt even more resentful. Suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind, and he was startled, thinking, "My sister seems to have started acting strangely about two months ago, often spacing out. Could it be because of Yuan Yueze…?"
Dugu Ce dared not think any further; the fierce look in his eyes began to turn malicious.
Fu Junyu and Shan Meixian, seeing Dugu Feng's bashful demeanor, also gave Yuan Yueze a reproachful look. Then, noticing the strange look in Dugu Ce's eyes, the two women immediately felt displeased, their pretty faces turning cold.
Song Shidao, still unclear about what had happened, only sensed the awkward atmosphere at the table. He quickly changed the subject, toasting each other to cover it up, thus easing the tense atmosphere.
For the next half hour, the group continued their 'language game,' appearing relaxed and harmonious on the surface, but in reality, it was a battle of wits and deceit.
Yuan Yueze found it increasingly amusing, thinking to himself, "What's wrong with these people? They can spout hypocrisy without batting an eye, all for the sake of power and influence, sigh!"
Ultimately, thanks to the combined efforts of Song Shidao, Shan Meixian, and Fu Junyu, the various factions failed to obtain any substantial information, and the banquet came to an end.
The group then returned to the VIP villas arranged for them by the Song clan to rest.
"You two have suffered. I'll slowly learn how to deal with them; otherwise, this constant battle of wits is exhausting,"
Yuan Yueze said tenderly, embracing the two women upon returning to 'Tingtao Xiaozhu.'
"I'm not tired; it's only natural for me to share my husband's burdens. But I think my husband should also experience real 'worldly' life. Have you forgotten the last four words your mother wrote in the note she left you?"
Shan Meixian chuckled.
Reminded by her words, Yuan Yueze remembered the note left by the 'Empress of the Underworld' and laughed heartily, "That's true, I can't let Yu Yan's good intentions go to waste."
Seeing Yuan Yueze's expression, the two women giggled and chatted with him as they walked.
"Xiao Ze, the three of you come to Mingyue Tower!"
Song Que's voice suddenly rang in their ears.
Arriving at Mingyue Tower, they found Lu Miaozi and his wife, the three Song brothers, Fu Cailin, and Song Shidao all present, their expressions solemn.
The three sat down, puzzled. ...
Night fell, and a nearly full moon slowly climbed into the brilliant starry sky.
Three hours passed, and the lights in Mingyue Tower remained on, yet no sound could be heard from within.
Quietly, it blended into the surrounding tranquil night.

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