[Wuxia] The Substitute Duan Yu of Tianlong (Complete) - 13

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“The *Mantra of the Heart of the Concubine* mainly focuses on the dual cultivation of internal and external strength, including chapters on finger techniques, footwork, swordsmanship, and internal strength. There are also miscellaneous chapters.”
“Finger techniques, specifically the aphrodisiac finger techniques. These can be used for both attack and flirting in bed. In combat, if someone is struck by these techniques, their blood will boil, and their lust will surge unknowingly. It can be said that this [Aphrodisiac Finger Technique] is the perfect finger technique for a wandering rogue to seduce women.”
“Damn, this finger technique is truly perverted! With this technique, which beauty in the world can resist? Just a touch is enough to ignite lust upon seeing a beauty. It's the perfect secret for ambushing and rescuing a damsel in distress! Just imagine, with my current skill, I could use the [Aphrodisiac Finger Technique] even from a distance of several feet. I could lightly strike someone's meridians in mid-air, making those beauties think they've been drugged, and then I could rush to their rescue. God, this is just too much to fantasize about!” Duan Yu's expression grew increasingly lewd as he thought about it.
"What are you laughing at, Yu Lang? You're laughing so lewdly, and look at your lower body, it's even hotter and harder than usual."
Wang Mengluo said seductively to Duan Yu, holding his penis in both hands. Then she used her tongue to scrape the glans hard, the intense sensation sending shivers down Duan Yu's spine.
"You little vixen, wait until your brother Yu finishes you off. You serve this one first, I'll take another look,"
Duan Yu said.
"【Butterfly Dream Cloud Steps】originates from Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly. These steps are ethereal and illusory, blurring the lines between reality and illusion, making them extremely profound. Duan Yu, already possessing the Lingbo Weibu (Lingbo Steps), hadn't taken these steps seriously, but upon seeing them, he realized their power.
The Lingbo Weibu has two main characteristics: first, it increases one's power; second, it's fast and ethereal. It wasn't without flaws. If a master of formations, someone proficient in the Fuxi Bagua (Eight Trigrams), could deduce Duan Yu's steps using the Bagua's mysteries. Of course, Duan Yu's current power is already at that level; trying to break it is truly wishful thinking. Perhaps only Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain could break it. Having read novels in his previous life, Duan Yu knew how powerful Zhang Tianshi
was. His Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique, capable of fighting for survival in the rain, was unpredictable and could even summon souls from the underworld—that's true strength.
The 【Butterfly Dream Cloud Steps】primarily uses this technique to completely trap a person in this illusory world, creating a dreamlike experience—it can be considered a Taoist maze."
"Miscellaneous chapters, very simple, but exactly what Duan Yu needs. It's entirely about flirting techniques, the 'Dream-Inducing Body Washing' flirting technique, which can make women more alluring and their desires more intense. It can be said that any woman who has been subjected to this 'Dream-Inducing Body Washing' technique will never love anyone else again, no matter how chaste, how sacred, or how cold she may be. Afterwards, she will be completely devoted to the person she flirted with."
"Heavens! Heavens above! May lightning strike down the old Li Xunhuan! No wonder Wu Yazi spoke of Li Xunhuan with such envy. Such a monstrous technique! Who in this world could escape his charm?"
Duan Yu, upon reading this, couldn't hide his envy of Li Xunhuan, and of course, his excitement. Now that this manual belonged to him, with his high level of skill, what woman in the world could escape him!
"The sword technique, called 'Myriad Flower Flash,' emphasizes speed, unpredictability, and numerous moves. It can be said to be both beautiful and practical. This sword technique is an illusion array, using swordplay to bewilder the mind and trap the enemy in a trance. Unless the opponent seals off their five senses, there is only one word: death. But in combat, who dares to seal off their five senses? Without sight, hearing, smell, and touch, it's basically a death sentence."
Finally, there's the internal energy section. The Formless Divine Skill truly lives up to its reputation as an abnormal existence. Duan Yu only needed to carefully read through the internal energy section of the *Ruyi Heart Sutra* once, and the internal energy began to swirl within his body on its own. Now, Duan Yu's internal energy is constantly rotating automatically.
Finger techniques, footwork, swordplay—when Wang Mengluo extracted Duan Yu's essence, Duan Yu had just finished learning everything. Then, with a flick of his palms, the entire manual vanished into ashes. He could learn the manual himself; of course, he couldn't let it be left behind carelessly. What a twisted secret manual! If it falls into someone else's hands, how many beauties will suffer? Isn't this stealing business from Duan Yu? Although he wouldn't use the finger techniques recklessly, when encountering extremely beautiful, highly skilled, and proud women, Duan Yu certainly wouldn't mind getting on the bus first and buying the ticket later.
After cleaning Duan Yu's penis with her fragrant tongue, Wang Mengluo stood up.
Duan Yu embraced Wang Mengluo and kissed her cheek. His fingers kneaded Wang Mengluo's breasts. He whispered in her ear, "Mengluo, your brother Yu will let you try this [Aphrodisiac Finger Technique] first, and see how far Mengluo can go."
Wang Mengluo's eyes lit up when she heard Duan Yu's words, and she nodded charmingly. She had long been trained by Duan Yu to be charming and alluring, and she could play with Duan Yu in any position.
The [Aphrodisiac Finger Technique] was immediately used by Duan Yu. However, after just one finger strike, Duan Yu stopped moving and looked at the jade beauty in his arms. But then he saw the beautiful woman in his arms, who had initially felt nothing, suddenly turn increasingly red, her forehead begin to sweat, her breathing becomes more rapid, and her face grows ever redder. She then begins to actively undress herself, saying, "Brother Yu, I'm so hot! Oh my god, I want it so badly! Yu Lang, give it to me!"
Seeing Mengluo's actions and eyes, Duan Yu knew this was not feigned at all.
Indeed, this [Aphrodisiac Finger Technique] was monstrous. Even a casual flick of the finger was so powerful. He immediately removed Wang Mengluo's skirt, revealing her graceful figure, and then removed his own clothes. He carried Wang Mengluo to the desk and began to use the [Dream-Inducing Flirting Technique] to knead and pinch her perfect body. The [Dream-Inducing Flirting Technique] completely stimulated Wang Mengluo's G-spot.
Under the [Dream-Inducing Flirting Technique], Wang Mengluo's breathing became even more even, and lingering moans and groans of desire emanated from her nose and throat. A surge of spring tide welled up, and her eyes blazed with burning desire. Copious amounts of love fluid flowed from her lower body.
A hot, wet kiss pressed against Duan Yu's dry lips, her fiery body pressed against his, like a burning flame of lust after losing her mind. She was now recklessly drawn to the fire like a moth.
Wang Menglu knelt down, opened her mouth, and thrust her neck forward, forcefully taking Duan Yu's throbbing, egg-shaped penis into her mouth. Her mouth acted like a powerful suction cup, forcefully sucking at the tip of Duan Yu's penis. She extended her tongue, licking Duan Yu's large, rounded tip, making the originally fleshy-colored glans even shinier.
Duan Yu's dragon crown pushed further into the hole in her mouth, pleasurably feeling the tightness and envelopment of her throat. Her fingers gently grasped the part of Duan Yu's penis outside her mouth, delicately manipulating his openly enraged vajra hammer. When Duan Yu's penis parted her small mouth, the glistening saliva that trailed behind it was a truly seductive beauty.
Wang Mengluo's passion was fiery and frenzied, and feeling her actions, Duan Yu became even more aroused than before. Then, Wang Mengluo extended her tongue and licked Duan Yu's penis, from tip to base, licking back and forth. Duan Yu's entire penis was glistening with lubricated saliva. While she was sucking on Duan Yu's urethra, she used her jade-like slender hands to rub Duan Yu's penis.
Her white, rounded, bare buttocks swayed rhythmically as he licked them. Duan Yu reached out and patted her buttocks. Her alluring eyes flickered, glancing at Duan Yu with burning desire. Understanding his meaning, she shifted her buttocks, straddling him. Duan Yu gently licked the juices constantly seeping from her honeypot, while she incessantly sucked on his member.
As Duan Yu slowly licked her secret juices, each time he touched her rosy clitoris, he could hear soft moans emanating from her nose. Though faint, in this scene of overflowing lust, it possessed a unique sense of accomplishment that gave him a feeling of conquest.
After Duan Yu had brought Wang Manli to orgasm once using this method, he didn't wait any longer and directly slid his erect penis into her wet, warm flower path, exploring the arduous scene of a bee collecting nectar. He slowly slid in, allowing her flower path to accept the strength of Duan Yu's penis.
Duan Yu's penis was as moist as if touched by rain, but the tight flesh walls seemed to tightly grip that smooth, pleasurable sensation. A blush rose continuously on Wang Manli's face, and her moans mingled with the sounds of their lower bodies slapping together during intercourse, creating a symphony of lust.
At this climax, Duan Yu's internal energy from the *Yu Nu Xin Jing* (Heart Sutra for Controlling Women) began to circulate. It felt like a small pebble being thrown into a calm lake; ripples spread from his dantian throughout his body. The various energy storage points within him began to resonate, spreading from one point to two, then three, until they became a vast ocean, like a small stream flowing through a river, eventually gathering into a torrent. This energy resonated with a certain fluctuation in the heavens and earth.
Wang Mengluo trembled slightly under this stimulation, a strange current surging into her body from various acupoints. Duan Yu felt the joy of solitary freedom, drifting leisurely on the sea, with boundless unknown abilities at his disposal. His eyes gleamed with a sharp light. Wang Mengluo, who had been completely powerless against Duan Yu's power, opened her eyes slightly and saw the gleam in his eyes. She felt utterly powerless before him, her only thought being to become the mud beneath him, a submissive force that resonated deep within her.
A red light rose from their point of union, enveloping them both. Duan Yu clearly felt Wang Mengluo undergo a transformation, her essence cleansed and refined. A surge of energy, gradually returning from the heavens and earth, slowly drew back to Duan Yu, filling his entire body and calming him. The gleam in Duan Yu's eyes dimmed, but his own member remained restless, beginning its further frenzy.
Aside from the submissive look in Wang Mengluo's eyes, she seemed to have no other thoughts. Duan Yu resumed his vigorous thrusting until he ejaculated his hot semen into her body, causing her waves of pleasure before finally subsiding.
Duan Yu casually caressed and kneaded the purple nipples on Wang Mengluo's full, round breasts, looking at her slightly sweaty appearance after their lovemaking. Although he was still unsatisfied, he didn't want to continue for the time being. He was considering what had just happened. After getting dressed, he sat down in a chair with Wang Mengluo in his arms, constantly thinking about everything that had just happened. At this
moment, Wang Mengluo seemed even more docile. She had lost some of her allure but gained more cuteness. Her skin was also much whiter than before. "Mengluo, go take a shower first,"
Duan Yu said to Wang Mengluo. After the marrow cleansing and hair removal, there was still some dirt on Wang Mengluo's white skin.
After hearing Duan Yu's words, Wang Mengluo kissed him on the cheek and left, leaving Duan Yu alone sitting beneath the Guanyin image.
Duan Yu stared blankly at the image, a wicked smile on his face. His aura had subtly changed after his encounter with Wang Mengluo. He hadn't expected dual cultivation to be so effective. Although Wang Mengluo wasn't a virgin, the benefits of their first dual cultivation session were considerable. Duan Yu clearly felt that while his internal energy hadn't increased much, it was much purer than before.
Previously, most of Duan Yu's power came from others, and even after purification, it still contained impurities. However, after his encounter with Wang Mengluo, those impurities had significantly decreased. It could be said that this purification had increased his power by at least ten percent.
The uncontrollable glint in his eyes during their union startled Duan Yu. If he wasn't mistaken, that glint was mental control. No wonder this technique was so abnormal. The fusion of body and mind made it impossible for the other to disobey.

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After a long while, Duan Yu smiled, stood up, glanced at the Guanyin portrait again, and walked out of the room towards the garden.
"Brother Yu, you're finally out. Humph, you were sneaking off to steal some food just now,"
A Zi said coquettishly .
"Hehe, did my little vixen brother Yu steal any food?"
Duan Yu said with a mischievous smile. "
You still say you didn't? Just look at Sister Mengluo's posture. When she came out, her eyes were alluring, and she exuded a lazy, lustful aura. It's obvious she was just satisfied. Humph," A Zi said. "You dare tease your sister Mengluo? You'll be in for it tonight," Wang Mengluo said. "I'm not afraid," A Zi said. "Hehe, sisters, you all heard that. She said she wasn't afraid. Tonight, she'll serve Brother Yu all by herself," A Bi laughed. "No, no. How could that be? Sisters, A Zi was wrong. Please forgive A Zi this once. A Zi can't live without you. She'll die," A Zi quickly begged for forgiveness. Now that Duan Yu's abilities are getting stronger and stronger, serving Duan Yu alone would truly be an experience of ecstasy. After being alone, one would definitely be bedridden for days. "Brother Yu, Mother said you got a copy of the 'Mastering Women's Heart Manual'?" Wang Yuyan asked. "Yes. Hehe, your happy life will be even better from now on." Duan Yu picked up Ling'er and sat her on her stool. Upon hearing this, all the girls blushed and pursed their cheeks. They looked at Duan Yu with infinite shyness. "What's there to be shy about! Hehe. We're an old married couple now." Duan Yu chuckled. He put his left arm around A'Zhu and kissed her on her lips. Ling'er nestled obediently in Duan Yu's arms, playing with his long, flowing hair. Duan Yu no longer had his modern hairstyle. Now his hair was long and flowing, falling at his temples, giving him a particularly heroic air when paired with his swordsman's clothes. Combined with his wicked eyes and handsome face, he was a tremendous temptation for these women in ancient times, especially in an era that worshipped heroes. Wang Manli instructed the servants to fetch tea utensils and placed them on the stone table to brew tea, while Abi sat down at the zither stand nearby and began to play. Listening to Abi's playing, Duan Yu suddenly had an idea. "Yu Yan, fetch me some brush, ink, paper, and inkstone!" Duan Yu said to Yu Yan. "Okay, Brother Yu, wait a moment," Wang Yu Yan said softly. "Brother Yu, what are you going to do?" Azi and Azhu asked疑惑地问道. "You'll find out soon enough. Azhu, it's been so long since I've heard you sing, give me one," Duan Yu said. Azhu stroked her hair and looked at Duan Yu affectionately. She kissed Duan Yu's cheek and began to sing along with Abi's zither music. It was indeed the song Duan Yu had sung before, "Red Beauty." "Brother Yu, what's this called? I've never heard it before," Azi said. "Red Beauty! Look at your sisters, they're proficient in everything—music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Azi, you should learn too," Duan Yu said. "No," Azi giggled. "It's fine if you don't want to learn. Then, Brother Yu will assign you a task you're good at. When your sisters play, you'll be in charge of dancing. Is that alright?" Duan Yu said. "Okay, dancing is my forte," A'Zi agreed. (A sword dance would also be suitable as a complement to this piece, "Beauty's Song.")

Duan Yu picked up the brush from the table, and Wang Yuyan added water to the inkstone, the ink seeping out in fine strands. Wang Yuyan carefully prepared the ink.
After she finished, Duan Yu began to paint.
Looking at Duan Yu's painting, everyone was puzzled, wondering what he was drawing.
Actually, Duan Yu was drawing a design for a guitar. He had clearly marked the dimensions and specifications. After Duan Yu finished, Wang Mengluo and the others were even more confused.
"Brother Yu, what is this?"
Wang Yuyan asked.
"This is a musical instrument, a guitar. You'll know when it's finished,"
Duan Yu said.
The Mandala Manor had a workshop that specialized in making various instruments, which was why Duan Yu had drawn it. After explaining the meaning of the drawing to Wang Mengluo in detail, Duan Yu handed the painting to her. Wang Mengluo also wanted to know what the instrument was as soon as possible. She stood up, took the painting, and left.
"Brother Yu, look, the ink is all ground now. You can't just draw a design. Now you need to draw something else,"
Wang Yuyan said.
Duan Yu didn't refuse. He glanced at Wang Yuyan and began to paint. His brush moved swiftly and rapidly. His former profession was that of a master thief, a technologically advanced one at that. As the saying goes, "If you understand one principle, you understand all principles." His painting skills were already excellent in modern times, and with Wu Yazi's rote teaching and the scriptures of Mandala Manor,
his skills were now even stronger. His control over his brushstrokes was formidable. Supported by powerful internal energy and mental fortitude, his paintings were as if carved from stone, capturing the spirit and expression perfectly. In Duan Yu's painting, Wang Yuyan wore a flowing dress, her eyes filled with shyness and tenderness.
When Duan Yu finished, Wang Yuyan and the other girls looked at him in surprise.
"What kind of looks are those? Do you think your Brother Yu is just a good-for-nothing?"
Duan Yu deliberately frowned.
Wang Yuyan blushed as she looked at the painting, but her heart was filled with sweetness.
"We want one too! Brother Yu, you have to treat us all equally!"
Ling'er said, hugging Duan Yu's waist.
"Of course!"
Duan Yu agreed with a smile.
A few more days passed, and the guitar was finally finished. Duan Yu personally threaded the silk and tuned it. That day, Duan Yu and the others came to the garden again.
"Brother Yu, hurry up! We all want to know what this instrument will sound like,"
said A Zi. Wang Yuyan and the others also looked on with anticipation. "Then watch closely," Duan Yu said , testing the sound first. Then he began to play, singing a cappella. A very classic modern song, "Mice Love Rice
": I hear your voice and feel a special feeling that makes me want to keep thinking about you. I dare not forget you. I remember there is someone who will always remain in my heart. Even if I can only think about you like this, if one day my ideal of love is realized, I will work harder to treat you well and never change. No matter how far the road is, I will make it come true. I will whisper in your ear (to tell you) I love you. I love you like a mouse loves rice. No matter how much wind and rain there is, I will still be with you. I think about you, I miss you. No matter how bitter it is, as long as it makes you happy, I am willing to do anything. I love you like this. I hear your voice and feel a special feeling that makes me want to keep thinking about you. I dare not forget you. I remember there is someone who will always remain in my heart. Even if I can only think about you like this, if one day my ideal of love is realized, I will work harder to treat you well and never change. No matter how far the road is, I will make it come true. I will whisper in your ear (to tell you) I love you. I love you like a mouse loves rice. No matter how much wind and rain there is, I will still be with you. I miss you, I miss you. No matter how bitter it is, as long as it makes you happy, I am willing to do anything. I love you like this. I hear your voice and feel a special feeling that makes me want to keep thinking about you. I dare not forget you. I remember there is someone who will always remain in my heart. Even if I can only think about you like this, I will still be "You will always remain in my heart, even if I can only think of you like this. If one day our love and ideals come true, I will work twice as hard to treat you well, and I will never change. No matter how far the road is, I will make it come true. I will whisper in your ear (say to you) I love you, I love you like a mouse loves rice. No matter how much wind and rain there is, I will still be with you. I think of you, I miss you. No matter how bitter it is, as long as it makes you happy, I am willing to do anything. I love you like this, I love you like a mouse loves rice. No matter how much wind and rain there is, I will still be with you. I think of you, I miss you. No matter how bitter it is, as long as it makes you happy, I am willing to do anything. I love you like this." With that affectionate voice, all the girls were captivated. Their big, watery eyes were mesmerized by Duan Yu. When Duan Yu finished singing, the girls embraced him at the same time. Each of them kissed him. "What a beautiful, affectionate song. But this song is also quite bold. Brother Yu, is this a song from your era?" Wang Yuyan asked. "Yes," Duan Yu nodded. "Brother Yu, we want to hear more. One more song!" the girls said simultaneously. "Of course, I'll play another piece, 'Unavoidable Love,' and then Brother Yu will teach you to play it," Duan Yu said. "Okay, I'm the eldest sister. Hehe. Teach me first," Wang Yuyan said, giving Duan Yu a kiss, not at all ladylike. "My Empress, you're already using your power to bully your sisters," Duan Yu said, pinching Wang Yuyan's nose and kissing her lips. "No, I...I..." Wang Yuyan shyly hid in Duan Yu's arms. A'Zhu and the others giggled like silver bells, making Wang Yuyan blush even more. "Yuyan, sit still. Brother Yu will teach you after he finishes playing," Duan Yu said. "I can't forget the first time I saw you, your captivating eyes are etched in my mind. Your image lingers, I can't shake you. Holding your hands, I felt your gentleness, it was almost suffocating. Your innocence, I want to cherish it (seeing you suffer makes me sad). I'm afraid I might fall in love with you, I dare not get too close, afraid I have nothing to give you. Loving you also takes great courage, I'm afraid I might fall in love with you. Perhaps one day I'll be unable to stop thinking of you, only to suffer myself. Falling in love with you is beyond my control, falling in love with you is beyond my control ... I can't forget the first time I saw you, your captivating eyes are etched in my mind. Your image lingers, I can't shake you. Holding your hands, I felt your gentleness, it was almost suffocating. Your innocence, I want to cherish it (seeing you suffer makes me sad). I'm afraid I might fall in love with you, I dare not let..." "If I get too close, I'm afraid I won't be able to give you anything. Loving you also takes a lot of courage. I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you myself. Maybe one day I'll miss you uncontrollably, only to make myself suffer. Falling in love with you is something I can't help. Falling in love with you is something I can't help... Why did I have to meet you again? I really, really don't want to fall into the trap of love like this. I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you myself. I don't dare to get too close, afraid I won't be able to give you anything. Loving you also takes a lot of courage. I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you myself. Maybe one day I'll miss you uncontrollably, only to make myself suffer. Falling in love with you is something I can't help. Falling in love with you is something I can't help. Falling in love with you is something I can't help ... "Brother Yu, you're not afraid of falling in love with us. Humph. Which one of you hasn't been completely conquered by your brother? You heartbreaker." Several girls said at the same time. "Hehe, if I don't conquer so many sisters, can you all handle it? As long as who can serve Brother Yu alone, Brother Yu won't look for anyone else in the future." Duan Yu smiled mischievously and glanced at the girls. "This..." The girls blushed and didn't dare to meet Duan Yu's eyes. Duan Yu laughed loudly. Haha, there are very compelling reasons for finding a wife. Duan Yu, alone, traversed Taihu Lake on a single reed, unafraid to display his martial arts skills in this era of martial arts. Duan Yu's actions astonished those who saw him; his lightness skill was truly formidable, reaching the level of Bodhidharma crossing the river on a single reed.

Duan Yu had been indulging in a carefree life at Mandala Manor for several days, partying every night, and today he finally left. There were things he had to do, things couldn't be delayed, otherwise many things would change. Since learning that Duan Yu wasn't from this era, the women had let him run wild; after
all, they were all on Duan Yu's bandwagon. The main reason he walked on the reeds was to test just how powerful his current skills were. After testing, Duan Yu knew he didn't need to walk on reeds at all. He could even walk on water without any problem. Besides, he could now use land-based flight techniques.
Of course, Duan Yu didn't want to reveal all his abilities. His strength had to be hidden. Otherwise, how could he play the fool to deceive others? Such lightness skill alone was already terrifying.
Duan Yu, waving a folding fan, drifted downstream, captivating countless young women who saw him—this was Duan Yu's deliberate act. He smiled smugly to himself.
Having cultivated the "Heart Sutra of Controlling Women," his eyes now shone with mystery. Everyone who met his gaze was bewitched. The women blushed and their hearts fluttered at the sight of his eyes.
After dual cultivation with several women, Duan Yu had fully understood the mental control revealed during dual cultivation of the *Manipulating Women's Heart Sutra*. He could now use it voluntarily. His power had now been purified by eighty percent, almost completely. Duan Yu knew the main reason was that none of the women were virgins; the first dual cultivation would greatly increase the power of both parties, but the effect was less pronounced after the second time, although the power would still increase.
Duan Yu's destination was Tianshan. The Tianshan Child Elder. This should be the time to rejuvenate. He should go and woo this charming little loli. Of course, first he needed to get to Luoyang to try his luck and see if he had been kidnapped there.
One day, Duan Yu arrived in a town and, while eating in a canteen, suddenly heard a shocking piece of news.
"Did you know? Dali is in chaos. Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan of Dali, is dead!"
a tall, thin man in blue robes said.
"Duan Zhengchun of Dali is dead. Where did you hear that?"
the person at the table asked.
"Where did you hear that? Of course, it's Dali. A friend of mine who does business in Dali told me. He said Dali is currently searching everywhere for the young prince of Zhennan. Duan Zhengming of Dali has already abdicated and become a monk. Unexpectedly, just as they were about to let the Prince of Zhennan succeed him, Duan Zhengchun also died."
Duan Yu was puzzled by their conversation. He walked straight to the two men and sat down.
He put down a gold ingot and asked the thin man, "Do you know how Duan Zhengchun died?"
The man chuckled and took the gold ingot, saying, "I heard it was a crime of passion. I don't know the specifics."
"Thanks,"
Duan Yu replied. He walked out the door, and a silver ingot flew from outside onto the table where he had just been sitting.
A crime of passion? He didn't expect Duan Zhengchun to die without him lifting a finger. It seems he has to go back to Dali. Dali must be in chaos now. A crime of passion? Could it be Zhong Ling's father? Otherwise, who else could be Duan Zhengchun's rival in love? Only Zhong Wanchou could have killed him.
Duan Yu's mind raced through Duan Zhengchun's life story, and he finally pinpointed Zhong Wanchou. It seemed it was definitely him. Of Duan Zhengchun's lovers, only Kang Min and Zhong Wanchou were married. Kang Min was now his plaything, so she probably wouldn't kill Duan Zhengchun. Besides, she couldn't kill him without poison.
If Duan Zhengchun were truly dead, it would save him a lot of trouble. Actually, Duan Yu didn't want to kill him himself. Since he had seduced his daughter, he could be considered his father-in-law. And he also wanted to seduce his wife; killing him would be truly evil.
Shaking his head, Duan Yu still headed towards Luoyang. Dali was in chaos anyway. Even if Duan Yanqing went to Dali, he couldn't seize the throne, especially since Duan Yanqing knew of his existence and would have to think twice with his martial arts skills.
Could it not have been a crime of passion, but Duan Yanqing? Confusing, confusing!
Duan Yu rode his fast horse at breakneck speed. After several days of galloping, he finally arrived in Luoyang. After finding a town and having a meal, Duan Yu sought out several martial arts practitioners, asking if a large number of martial arts experts had recently arrived.
He asked several but received no response. On the road, he encountered a dwarf-like man. This man was a master; Duan Yu sensed a powerful internal force emanating from him, roughly at the level of Murong Fu and his ilk. Since
the dwarf was in Luoyang, Duan Yu guessed that this man was likely one of the Thirty-Six Cave Masters—Sang Tu Gong. This man was accompanied by several other similarly short and stout men, their expressions fierce as they headed towards a mountain peak.
Duan Yu immediately and quietly followed. By the time they reached a valley, it was already dark. Duan Yu hid in a large tree, drinking wine from a gourd. The night grew deeper. Many 'evil spirits' had already arrived in the valley. These people were men and women, handsome and ugly, monks and Taoists. Some wore flowing sleeves, others wore tight-fitting clothes and short jackets. Some were old men with long, flowing beards, and others were women with high-piled hair. Most of their clothing was strange and different from that of the people of the Central Plains. A large majority of them carried weapons, most of which were also strangely shaped and unidentifiable. Duan Yu
looked at these people with amusement. It was a joke that these people thought they could deal with Tianshan Tonglao. Although these people were all first-rate masters, they were far too weak in Duan Yu's eyes. Duan Yu alone could kill everyone here without leaving a single survivor. He
had a body immune to all poisons and formidable martial arts skills.
However, Tonglao was unlucky, but it was also her bad luck. Who told her to disfigure Li Qiushui's cheek? Li Qiushui knew very well Tianshan Tonglao's training methods. This year, her martial arts had reached the point of reverting to youth, which was also the time when her power would greatly decrease.
Unfortunately, he ran into Wu Laoda on the mountain and kidnapped her.
More and more people arrived, and finally Duan Yu spotted his target. A man carrying a large knife in his left hand and a sack on his right shoulder approached.
Just as he put the sack down, a sound came from afar.
Duan Yu's gaze didn't lessen even in the darkness. Looking through the darkness, he saw Murong Fu, Deng Baichuan, and others.
Duan Yu was now filled with doubt. Why were some things unfolding according to the original plot, even though they were much later than before, while others were different from the original story?
The sounds of fighting rang out, and Duan Yu watched with amusement. It seemed he would have to play the hero and rescue the damsel in distress. Suddenly, an idea struck Duan Yu. He still had about a hundred mini flashbangs on him, and with his current martial arts prowess, wasting a few wouldn't hurt.
Of course, Duan Yu decided to save them for the crucial moment. Everything unfolded according to the plot, from Deng Baichuan injuring someone with his internal energy to Murong Fu casually killing his opponent. All of this progressed in a way that left Duan Yu speechless. However, Wang Yuyan's astonishing hints and Duan Yu's foolish, infatuated performance were both missing. A voice drifted over from the high slope to the left: "Who are you, daring to cause
trouble at the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering? Do you truly disregard the Thirty-Six Cave Masters and the Seventy-Two Island Masters?" They had heard of the titles "Thirty-Six Cave Masters" and "Seventy-Two Island Masters," but these so-called "Cave Masters" and "Island Masters" were merely a group of unorthodox individuals who belonged neither to any sect nor any gang. Their martial arts skills varied, their character differed, and they all acted independently, each going their own way without communicating with each other, thus posing little threat and generally being disregarded in the martial arts world. All that was known was that some of them were scattered on islands in the East China Sea and the Yellow Sea, while others lived in seclusion in the deep mountains of Kunlun and Qilian. In recent years, they had disappeared without a trace and had done nothing, so no one paid any attention to them. No one expected them to appear here. Murong Fu and his three companions had just happened to pass by this place. When they saw the green light hanging there, they knew that this was not a good place. They wanted to take a detour, but they were stopped by the seventy-two island lords.

With their reputations, how could Murong Fu and his companions possibly fear these people who would immediately unleash a massacre? Only now did they realize these people were actually the island lords of the Seventy-Two Islands.
"My four friends and I were traveling at night, unaware of your gathering here. We have unintentionally offended you all, and we apologize. In the darkness, it was a misunderstanding; let's just laugh it off. Please allow us passage,"
Murong Fu said loudly. His words were neither arrogant nor humble, neither revealing his identity nor his origins, and he apologized for the accidental killing of several people.
Suddenly, a cacophony of laughter erupted from all around, with more and more people joining in. At first, only a dozen or so people laughed, but later people from all directions joined in, numbering at least five or six hundred, some nearby, others seemingly miles away.
These people were all 'evil heretics,' acting entirely on their whims. How could they not laugh at Murong Fu's words?
Murong and his companions were simultaneously startled by the laughter; the other side's force was immense. However, upon further reflection, Murong Fu wanted to befriend these people. Murong Fu's favorite pastime was cultivating relationships with martial arts figures. Seeing that these people were all experts, his mind began to stir.
"You speak so casually, taking things far too lightly. The four of you have already injured several of our brothers. If the immortals of the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly let you go now, where will the reputation of the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands be?"
said the man on the hillside.
Duan Yu looked over; the man was dressed in a Taoist robe. His eyes gleamed, but Duan Yu considered his strength mediocre. Their advantage lay in their numbers. In a one-on-one fight, none could match Murong Fu.
"I respect you all as elders, so I'll be polite from the start. Do you think I, Murong Fu, am afraid of you?"
Murong Fu's tone shifted as he spoke. Upon
hearing this, many around gasped in surprise, clearly shaken by the name "Murong Fu."

80
“Is this the Gusu Murong clan, known for their ‘an eye for an eye’ approach?”
someone asked.
“I dare not presume, it is indeed I,”
Murong Fu replied casually.
“The Gusu Murong clan is no ordinary people. Light the lanterns! Everyone, come and meet them!”
As soon as he spoke, a yellow lantern suddenly rose in the southeast corner, followed by red lanterns in the west and northwest corners. In an instant, lights rose from all directions—lanterns, torches, Kongming lanterns, pine torches and firewood. The lanterns brought by the various cave lords and island lords were quite different; some were crude and simple, while others were exquisitely crafted, their whereabouts previously unknown. The flickering lights reflected on everyone’s faces, creating a strange and fantastical scene.
These lights surrounded Murong Fu and his companions.
“Greetings, everyone. I am Murong Fu of Gusu,”
Murong said. Some of the people around returned the greeting, while others ignored him completely.
A man at the western end said, “Murong Fu, your Gusu Murong clan loves to act arrogantly in the Central Plains, so be it. But to come to the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly and run rampant without restraint, don’t you think we are beneath you? You claim to ‘return the favor as it comes,’ but I ask you, if you intend to return the favor as it comes, how would you do it?”
Duan Yu glanced sideways and saw a large-headed old man sitting cross-legged on the western rock. His head was completely bald, without a single hair, and his face was covered in blood, making him look like a giant blood sphere from afar.
Duan Yu thought to himself, “So this is the man. I wondered how Murong Fu would respond. From what I knew, Murong Fu had only learned this through Wang Yuyan’s guidance. Now that Wang Yuyan was no longer here, how would he reply?
” “Greetings! What is your honorable name?”
Murong Fu asked.
The man burst into laughter, saying, "I'm testing you to see if the Murong family of Gusu truly possesses real talent or is just all talk. I just asked you: 'If you were to use my methods against me, how would you do it?' As long as you answer correctly, I don't care what others do, and I won't make things difficult for you anymore. Go wherever you want!"
Seeing this situation, Murong Fu knew that he couldn't let things end peacefully with empty words; he had to show off his skills. He couldn't subdue these people without martial arts, so he said, "Since that's the case, I'll gladly offer a few moves. Senior, please make your move!"
The man chuckled again, saying, "I'm testing you, not asking you to measure me. If you can't answer, then you'd better keep those eight words, 'using their methods against them,' to yourself!" Murong Fu frowned
slightly; this man was being incredibly unreasonable and was about to speak.
"My friends from the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands are scattered to the ends of the earth, ignoring the affairs of the Central Plains. In the absence of tigers, monkeys become kings. A mere brat like you, still wet behind the ears, dares to talk about 'Qiao Feng of the North, Murong of the South'? Ha! How laughable! How shameless! Let me tell you, if you want to escape today, it's not difficult. You must kowtow ten times to each of the Thirty-Six Cave Masters and each of the Seventy-Two Island Masters, for a total of one thousand and eighty kowtows, and then we'll let your six children go."
The man continued before Murong Fu could speak.
Bao Butong, who had been holding his breath for a long time, could no longer restrain himself and shouted, "You want to ask my young master to 'return the favor with your own methods,' and then make him kowtow to you? My young master can't learn this skill. Heh heh, how laughable! How shameless!"
His voice rose and fell perfectly, mimicking the tone of the old man with the large head.
The large-headed old man coughed, spitting out a thick wad of phlegm that shot towards Bao Butong's face. Bao Butong dodged to the side, the phlegm grazing his left ear before suddenly curving in mid-air and snapping back with a whoosh. Bao Butong flipped over, unleashing a palm strike that collided with the phlegm, producing a loud bang.
Bao Butong's expression turned serious as he looked at the old man. Such powerful internal energy.
"Island Master Duanmu, you've mastered the 'Return to the Past' Five Pecks of Rice Divine Skill; it's truly remarkable. But the number of lives you've killed is not small either,"
Murong Fu said loudly.
The old man with the large head, whose face was originally as red as blood, suddenly turned completely pale. He laughed and said, "Little brat, what do you know? 'Five Pecks of Rice Divine Skill' is selfish and ruthless. Do you think someone like me would practice it? But you actually know my surname, that's quite an achievement."
"Master Duanmu of the Red Flame Cave on Five Finger Mountain in Hainan Island, who in the martial arts world doesn't know him? So Master Duanmu's skill isn't 'Five Pecks of Rice Divine Skill,' then it must be a wondrous skill derived from the Earth Fire Skill."
"Earth Fire Skill" is the basic skill of the Red Flame Cave school. The sect leaders of the Crimson Flame Cave all shared the surname Duanmu. This large-headed old man, named Duanmu Yuan, was immediately impressed by Murong Fu's revelation of his identity and background, especially since the Crimson Flame Cave was merely an obscure sect in the martial arts world. He was delighted that Murong Fu had made it so widely known, and immediately laughed, "Not bad, not bad, it's just a minor skill in the Earth Fire Technique. I've already stated that since you've revealed the secret, I won't make things difficult for you." Murong Fu
smiled but remained silent. Bao Butong, seeing Murong Fu's expression, knew what his young master was planning. He stepped aside in silence.
Suddenly, a faint voice came from beneath the opposite rock, sobbing and mumbling, "Duanmu Yuan, did you kill my husband and brothers? Did you practice this damned 'Five Pecks of Rice Divine Skill' and cause their deaths?" The speaker
was obscured by the shadow of the rock, so her appearance was not visible, but she could be vaguely seen as a tall, slender woman dressed in black with very large sleeves.
Duanmu Yuan laughed and said, "Who is this lady? I have no idea what the 'Five Pecks of Rice Divine Skill' is. Don't listen to Murong Fu's nonsense."
The woman beckoned to Wang Yuyan and said, "Murong Fu, come here, I have something to ask you."
Suddenly, she rushed forward, brandishing an extremely long bamboo pole with three iron claws at the end, aiming for Murong Fu. However, Murong Fu had been on guard since she appeared. How could he let her grab him? He raised his right hand, grabbed the bamboo pole, and with a swift movement, pushed it back.
The woman cried out, losing her footing, and stumbled out from the shadows of the rocks. She rushed to within a few feet of Murong Fu, but her inner strength vanished, and she stopped advancing. Terrified, fearing Murong Fu would harm her, she released the bamboo pole, leaped back several feet, and finally stood firm.
"Madam Li of Coconut Flower Island in the South China Sea, your 'Swallow Gathering Skill' is truly wondrous. I admire you, I admire you,"
Murong Fu said loudly.
"Eh, Murong Fu, you really know me?"
the woman asked in surprise.
"Just now, Madam Li displayed such a wondrous skill, using a long pole to pick up objects with perfect accuracy. This is naturally the famous 'Swallow-Gathering Skill' of Coconut Flower Island,"
Murong Fu said. Coconut Flower Island is located in the South China Sea, and its mountains are rich in swallow nests. These nests grow in extremely high and dangerous places. The Li family, having lived on the island for centuries, has honed their "Swallow-Gathering Skill" by harvesting these nests, using extremely long bamboo poles as weapons. Furthermore, the Li family's light-footed footwork is also unique.
The woman chuckled and retreated upon hearing Murong Fu's words. Murong Fu's display of martial arts had pleased her.
After she left, several more people came forward to test Murong Fu, including Sang Tugong, Wu Laoda, and Ping Daoren.
After several tests, these people no longer dared to underestimate Murong Fu's strength. Having tested Murong Fu's power, they, like him, developed a desire to win him over. This time, they were going to deal with Tianshan Tonglao, so naturally they needed to find some experts.
"We were very rude earlier, please forgive us, Young Master Murong. We had our reasons for gathering here, and we treated you that way to avoid being discovered,"
said the Unjust Taoist.
"Not at all, not at all. I don't know what's wrong with you. You all seem to be in trouble. It's fate that we met. If you have any hidden stories, I, Murong Fu, can pretend to help you,"
Murong Fu said, going along with it.
"Thank you very much, Young Master Murong,"
the Unjust Taoist said, his face beaming. The people around him
felt the same way. Murong Fu's martial arts skills were impressive. After a brief chat, Murong Fu roughly understood what had happened. He hadn't expected so many people to be controlled by Elder Tianshan. Just how powerful was Elder Tianshan? How could he control so many people? He also learned that Elder Tianshan had been found out to be seriously ill, so he used the guise of a birthday celebration to rebel. Knowing Elder Tianshan's methods, Murong Fu felt a chill in his heart. They saw the iron chains on the Unjust Taoist. They pierced through his collarbone and down his arm. It was truly vicious.
"So that's how it is. I, Murong Fu, have a duty to eliminate such a villain,"
Murong Fu said loudly.
Upon hearing this, everyone on the group exchanged smiles. How could they not understand Murong Fu's meaning?
"Brother Wu, the first priority in our attack on Misty Peak is to find out the true strength of Lingjiu Palace. Cave Master An and Brother Wu and the other nine have personally gone to investigate. After the old hag left, how many experts are still in the palace? What are their arrangements? Although Brother Wu may not know everything, he must have heard something. Please tell us, and we can discuss it together."
The Unjust Taoist changed the subject and began to talk about serious matters.
"To my shame, when we went to Lingjiu Palace to investigate, no one dared to inquire openly. Everyone tried their best to hide, fearing they might bump into someone. But I still managed to run into a little girl in the flower garden behind the palace. This girl seemed to be a maid or something. She suddenly looked up, and I couldn't dodge in time, so we met face to face. I was terrified of revealing secrets, so I rushed forward and tried to grab her using my grappling techniques. At that time, I was risking my life. The young ladies and wives in Lingjiu Palace had been taught martial arts by that old hag, and they were all extraordinary. Even a little girl like her was probably quite formidable. I knew that rushing forward was a life-or-death situation..."
Old Wu said.
His voice trembled slightly, clearly indicating that the situation was extremely dangerous at the time, and he still felt lingering fear when he thought about it. Seeing that he was now unharmed, everyone assumed that whatever danger he had encountered on Misty Peak must have been averted. However, the fact that Boss Wu dared to make a move on Misty Peak, even if forced into it and taking a desperate gamble, was still incredibly audacious.
He continued, "As soon as I went up, I used all my strength, employing the 'Tiger Claw Technique' with both hands. A thought flashed through my mind: if this move didn't capture this girl, if she cried out and attracted reinforcements, then I would immediately leap off this hundreds-of-feet-high peak and end my life quickly, rather than fall into the hands of that old hag's female warriors and suffer endless torment. But who knew… who knew that when I placed my left hand on this girl's shoulder and grabbed her arm with my right, she didn't…" He resisted, his body swayed, and then he collapsed, utterly powerless, devoid of any martial arts skills. At that moment, I was overjoyed, stunned, my legs went weak. Don't laugh, I scared myself; this girl collapsed, and I, this good-for-nothing Old Wu, almost collapsed too.”
As he said this, laughter erupted from the crowd, everyone's spirits lifted. Although Old Wu mocked himself for being cowardly, everyone knew he was actually extremely brave; daring to come to Misty Peak to capture someone was no ordinary matter.
Old Wu beckoned, and one of his men stepped forward carrying a black cloth bag, placing it before him. Old Wu untied the bag's rope, pulled the opening down, and a person appeared inside. Everyone gasped. The person was very small, a very pretty and adorable little girl. Her face was exquisitely carved, her large, bright eyes sparkling with curiosity, and her skin was snow-white. Old Wu said smugly, "This little girl is the one I captured from Misty Peak."
Duan Yu saw the Heavenly Mountain Child in the burlap sack and thought to himself, "These people are so different! My God, such a little girl is being treated like this! It's such a waste!"
The crowd cheered in unison, "Old Wu
is amazing!" "Truly a hero!" " Of all
the immortals in the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands, you, Old Wu, are the leader!"
Amidst the cheers, there were also the soft sobs of the little girl, who covered her face with her hands and wept.
Old Master Wu said, "After we got this little girl, fearing further delay would leak our information, we immediately descended the mountain. We interrogated her repeatedly, but unfortunately, she's mute. At first, we thought she was pretending, so we tried many methods to test her. Sometimes we'd suddenly shout behind her to see if she'd jump. After trying so many, it turns out she really is mute."
The crowd heard the little girl's cries, the babbling sounds of a mute. Someone in the crowd asked, "Old Master Wu, if she can't speak, can she write?"
Old Master Wu replied, "No, she can't either. We've tried everything—torture, soaking, burning, starving—it seems she's not just stubborn, she really can't."
Hearing this, Duan Yu sighed inwardly. This old woman from Tianshan was his intended wife, yet she was being treated like this. If it weren't for wanting to impress her now, he would have eliminated all these people. However, these people would be useful to him later; they would be good candidates when he unified the world.
Duan Yu smiled. This old man Tong was truly mischievous, pretending to be mute, hehe. Even now, as a loli, her body is so beautiful. What will she be like when she grows up? She'll be a beauty capable of bringing ruin to a country! No wonder Li Qiushui plotted to prevent her from growing up.
"Brothers,"
said Boss Wu, "today we've joined forces to overthrow Misty Peak. From now on, we'll share both fortune and misfortune. Let's swear a blood oath for this great cause. Is there anyone who's unwilling to join us?"
He asked twice, but no one answered. On the third question, a burly man turned around and ran westward without a word.
Boss Wu called out, "Swordfish Island Lord, where are you going?"
The man didn't answer, but ran off at breakneck speed, rounding the bend in the mountain in the blink of an eye.
The others shouted, "This man is a coward, deserting his post! Stop him!"
In an instant, more than ten men gave chase, each a master of light-footed martial arts, but they were already far from the Island Lord, and it was uncertain whether they could catch him. Suddenly, a long, agonizing scream came from behind the mountain. Everyone was startled and their expressions changed. The dozen or so people who were chasing them also stopped in their tracks. There was a whooshing sound as a round object flew out from behind the mountain hollow, swept through the air, and fell into the crowd.
Old Wu leaped forward and caught the round object in his hand. Under the lamplight, he saw that the object was a bloody mess—a severed head. Looking at the head's face, he saw bristling eyebrows and wide-open eyes; it was none other than the escaped Island Master Qu. Old Wu trembled and said, "Island Master Qu..."
For a moment, he couldn't understand why Island Master Qu had died so quickly. A terrifying thought rose in his mind: "Could it be that the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny has arrived?"
The Unjust Taoist laughed loudly and said, "The Sword God's sword is indeed worthy of its name. Brother Zhuo, you guarded it very well!"
A clear voice came from behind the mountain valley: "Deserters in the face of battle deserve to be killed by everyone. Fellow cave masters and island masters, please do not blame us."
Everyone awoke from their panic and said, "Fortunately, the Sword God eliminated the traitor, otherwise our great plan would have been ruined."
Duan Yu was very curious about this person; the title of 'Sword God' was quite impressive.
Old Wu, ashamed of his earlier suspicion, shouted, "Brothers, take out your weapons! Each of you, slash or stab this girl once. Though she's young and mute, she's still a member of Misty Peak. Your blades have drunk her blood; from now on, you're sworn enemies of Misty Peak. Even if you waver, you won't be allowed to back down!"
He immediately brandished his Ghost Head Saber. The group shouted in unison, "That's right! Let's swear a blood oath, from now on, no retreat, we'll fight that old hag to the bitter end!"
Murong Fu's expression shifted, he struggled for a moment but then calmed down. Duan Yu, who had been observing Murong Fu's expression, shook his head slightly. Murong Fu had completely fallen. He was willing to do anything for the restoration of his kingdom; ruthlessness is the mark of a true man.
He took another sip of wine, stood up, and having seen the show, it was time to go rescue his wife. Without him even moving, several mini flashbangs flew out. Those below were caught off guard, their eyes blinded by the light. Duan Yu floated down, picked up Tianshan Tonglao, and flew away.
"Ah, my eyes! My eyes!"
the surrounding people cried out. When had they ever seen anything like this? Everyone's eyes were a blur of white, filled with horror. Even Murong Fu was shocked. The country was not yet restored, and his eyes were already blinded. Hearing the idiotic cries of those around him, Duan Yu was already far away. Tianshan Tonglao, who had been covering her face with her small hands, had narrowly escaped death. She looked blankly at the person holding her, her expression conflicted. A
moment later, Duan Yu arrived at a mountain peak, still holding Tianshan Tonglao.
"Senior Sister, Junior Brother is late to the rescue,"
Duan Yu said with a mischievous grin.
"Ee-yah-yah,"
Tianshan Tonglao said, rolling her eyes.
"Hehe, Senior Sister, if you keep pretending, Junior Brother will be rude."
Duan Yu had just finished speaking when he suddenly leaned down and kissed Tianshan Tonglao's small mouth.

The 81-year
-old Tianshan Child stared wide-eyed in shock at the person kissing her. She never expected this.
"Get out!"
the Tianshan Child said coldly, her whole body radiating murderous intent.
"Hehe, Senior Sister, you've finally spoken. You actually told your handsome junior brother to get out, alas! How pathetic. Just think of how hard he worked to save you, and all he got in return was 'get out.' But don't worry, Senior Sister, I wouldn't be so heartless as to abandon such a lovely and beautiful fairy like you on the mountain."
Duan Yu said calmly.
The Tianshan Child was so angry that her chest heaved. She had never seen such a shameless person in her life. When had she, the Tianshan Child, not been respected? Who would dare to be disrespectful to her? She had never seen such a person before. If she weren't currently unable to muster her strength, she would have killed this shameless man right now.
Duan Yu held the Tianshan Child tightly in his arms, found a place to sit down, and carried her horizontally in his arms, stroking her hair with his right hand.
"Take your hand away, how dare you!"
Tianshan Tonglao said sternly.
"Senior Sister, why are you so fierce?"
Duan Yu continued his actions with a wicked grin.
"You..."
Tianshan Tonglao felt a surge of hatred. At this moment, she hated Duan Yu even more than Li Qiushui. This person must be killed.
"Senior Sister, how could you do this? You actually want to kill me. Alas, the world is going to the dogs, and people are so cold-hearted. I kindly saved you, and you want to kill me. You truly repay kindness with enmity. But Senior Sister, as the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will? Don't worry, I don't think I'll be scared..."
Duan Yu said earnestly.
Tianshan Tonglao's expression was now strange. Who was this person? Tianshan Tonglao's state of mind had long since reached a state of selflessness. It could be said that very few could break through this state of mind. Yet now, he was so angered by Duan Yu.
Duan Yu ignored Tianshan Tonglao and continued to ramble on like Tang Sanzang, until Tianshan Tonglao could no longer bear it. Duan Yu chuckled inwardly, his heart filled with affection at the sight of the little loli's furrowed brow.
The "Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme" technique was indeed monstrous; the Heavenly Mountain Child Elder didn't look like someone over ninety years old at all. Her expression was completely like that of a little girl who knew nothing of worldly affairs. Like an unadorned, innocent maiden, so pure that one couldn't bear to look too closely, afraid that worldly gazes would taint her. Duan Yu couldn't resist kissing her little lips again. This time, his kiss was domineering; his tongue even dared to enter the Heavenly Mountain Child Elder's mouth, entwining with hers.
The Heavenly Mountain Child Elder's expression had initially been one of furrowed brows and murderous intent, but after a while, a rosy blush rose to her cheeks, and her breathing became rapid.
Duan Yu's first kiss had been fleeting, but this one was truly the Heavenly Mountain Child Elder's first kiss. A first kiss preserved for over ninety years. (Ugh! How wicked!
From initial resistance to gradual acceptance, that domineering kiss led her into a completely new realm—this was Duan Yu's current state of mind: the carefree state of mind.
Since Duan Yu fully integrated his internal energy and began practicing the "Heart Sutra of Controlling Women," he finally discovered a secret of martial arts practitioners: the state of mind. As internal energy increases, a martial artist's later stages are no longer solely reliant on the advantage of power, but on their state of mind.
Duan Yu embodies the carefree state of mind, doing as he pleases without being deliberately altered by anything. He follows his heart's desires.
When Duan Yu released Tianshan Tonglao's lips, Tianshan Tonglao finally snapped out of his reverie. He exclaimed in shock, "The carefree state of mind! You're actually a master of the state of mind? How is that possible? When did the world gain another master of the state of mind like you?"
Tianshan Tonglao became increasingly bewildered.
"Senior sister, do you really look down on your junior brother like that?"
Duan Yu grinned mischievously.
"Who exactly are you? Why do you call me Senior Sister?"
Tianshan Tonglao finally voiced her doubts.
"Of course you're my Senior Sister. Look at this."
Duan Yu showed Tianshan Tonglao the Seven Treasures Ring.
"The Seven Treasures Ring! How did it end up with you? Tell me, who is Wuyazi to you? Tell me!..."
Her tone was filled with a fierce killing intent.
"Mmm..."
Before she could finish speaking, Duan Yu kissed her lips again, their lips entwined.
She was filled with resentment; the dignified and arrogant head of Lingjiu Palace, Tianshan Tonglao, had been forcibly kissed three times in a row!
However, it seemed that she wasn't as resistant as before during the third kiss. Thus, Duan Yu would kiss Tianshan Tonglao, entwining with her for a moment, then releasing her. He would talk to her, and whenever Tianshan Tonglao's tone turned hostile, Duan Yu would kiss her again. In the end, Tianshan Tonglao was quite cooperative with Duan Yu's actions.
Duan Yu, of course, wasn't completely fooled by Tianshan Tonglao's appearance. Tianshan Tonglao couldn't possibly be completely ignorant of matters of the heart; otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths to get Xu Zhu to break his vows and bring the Western Xia princess to his bed.
The two kissed passionately, and the night quickly passed. Duan Yu embraced Tianshan Tonglao against a large tree, completely covering her body with his clothes. Now that Tianshan Tonglao had lost her martial arts skills, her body couldn't withstand the night's chill. So, throughout the night, Duan Yu constantly used his internal energy to warm her body.
Tianshan Tonglao blinked her beautiful eyelashes, her starry eyes gazing at Duan Yu holding her. At that moment, her heart suddenly wavered. She thought of Wu Yazi, of the times they spent together. Back when they were learning martial arts, Wu Yazi had always cherished her, but he had never cared for her like Duan Yu had.
Thinking of Wu Yazi, her heart ached. "Senior brother, why don't you like me? Why?" Thinking of this, tears slowly welled up in her eyes.
Suddenly, she felt a warm touch on her eyes. It was Duan Yu gently kissing away the tears with his lips.
"No!"
Tianshan Tonglao tried to push Duan Yu away with both hands. But Duan Yu held her too tightly, and she couldn't push him away at all.
"Alright, Senior Sister, I don't want to tease you anymore. My name is Duan Yu, the current head of the Xiaoyao Sect. Wuyazi is my senior brother. The reason I was able to join the Xiaoyao Sect is because my senior brother accepted disciples on behalf of our master. Besides, my senior brother has already passed away!"
Duan Yu said calmly.
"Senior Brother Wuyazi has passed away. When did he pass away? How is that possible?"
Tianshan Tonglao said in disbelief.
"Senior Sister, haven't you ever paid attention to Senior Brother's situation? Back then, Senior Brother was ambushed by his wicked disciple, Xingxiu Laoguai. This caused him to lose the ability to cultivate the Vajra Indestructible and Three Flowers Gathering at the Top Five Qi Converging at the Origin realm. From that time on, Senior Brother's life was already short. Senior Brother passed away a month ago,"
Duan Yu said.
"Hahaha... Senior Brother Wuyazi, you're gone! Hahaha... Gone! Li Qiushui! Haha! Li Qiushui! After all these years of fighting, now Senior Brother is gone. Senior Brother!"
Tianshan Tonglao laughed maniacally. Tears streamed down her face.
Duan Yu looked at the crazed beauty in his arms, held her tightly, and kissed her. Perhaps she had transferred all her love for her senior brother to Duan Yu. This kiss from Tianshan Tonglao was also wild.
However, Duan Yu only kissed her once before suddenly pushing Tianshan Tonglao away. Tianshan Tonglao stared at Duan Yu in astonishment.
"I am not a substitute for anyone else. Senior Sister, remember this. From now on, you are my woman. Your heart is mine too,"
Duan Yu said domineeringly.
Hearing Duan Yu say this, Tianshan Tonglao laughed loudly. This time, her smile carried a hint of victory. This was the first time she had gained the upper hand. But she didn't realize that Duan Yu's seed had been planted in her heart without her noticing.
Duan Yu picked up Tianshan Tonglao and leaped into the mountains. He quickly found several goats, casually dispatching two with a flick of his finger. Then, he set down Tianshan Tonglao, tossed the goats into the air, and an aura emanated from his body. Invisible sword energy surged towards the sky-piercing goats. Instantly, the goats were skinned and gutted. Before the goats even fell, under Duan Yu's influence, the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) gathered and coalesced into water, washing the goats clean.

Tianshan
Tonglao, watching Duan Yu's dazzling technique, was utterly speechless.
After cleaning the goats, Duan Yu casually waved his hand, gathering a large amount of firewood in front of him, then ignited it with a burst of true energy.
He then had Tianshan Tonglao sit beside him and began carefully tending to the goats. Duan Yu's waist pouch, filled with increasingly abundant spices, was a habit he had developed from his constant travels in the world of Tianlong.
When the unique aroma wafted up, Tianshan Tonglao couldn't help but feel a surge of appetite. At this moment, Tianshan Tonglao's expression was very calm. Looking at her expression, Duan Yu remarked that perhaps this was the first time in decades that Tianshan Tonglao had truly let go. Her gentle expression was endearing. No one would guess that she was the ruthless Tianshan Tonglao of Lingjiu Palace.
"By the way, Senior Sister, I still don't know your name,"
Duan Yu asked.
"My name... such a distant memory. I've forgotten it. When did I forget it? I don't even know myself. Many years have passed. I don't even know how many years. The only thing I know is that I fought with Li Qiushui."
Tianshan Tonglao looked at the sky in a daze.
That daze was definitely not feigned; that fragile expression made one want to cherish her. Tianshan Tonglao sat beside Duan Yu, her arms wrapped around her legs, her head resting on her bent knees, staring blankly at the flames.
Duan Yu shared the roasted goat with Tianshan Tonglao, and the two ate contentedly.
"Selflessness, selflessness... Senior Sister, you've actually walked the path of selflessness from which there's no turning back. The state of selflessness, Senior Sister. From today onwards, I will be deeply etched in your memory and your mind."
Duan Yu embraced Tianshan Tonglao. Just as she approached Elder Tianshan, she suddenly struck Duan Yu with a palm strike, but Duan Yu, still seated, was sent flying to the side. "Haha, Senior Sister, you can't ambush me!"
Duan Yu laughed.
"Hmph!"
Elder Tianshan snorted coldly, her face softening once more.
Seeing Elder Tianshan's expression, Duan Yu was speechless. If it weren't for the sensing of her aura earlier, he would have been hit. Elder Tianshan's power had increased considerably overnight. Even her height had increased imperceptibly.
Although that palm strike posed no real threat, he didn't want Elder Tianshan to gain the upper hand.
He moved to Elder Tianshan's side, and the two silently ate roasted goat.
"Senior Sister, since you've forgotten your name, then from now on I'll call you Rouyu, okay? Tong Rouyu!"
Duan Yu asked.
"Tong Rouyu! Tong Rouyu, Junior Brother, hehe, alright, Senior Sister will do as you say,"
Elder Tianshan agreed with a gentle smile. (Note: I really don't know the name of Tianshan Tonglao. Ugh, some books name him Tong Shishi, which is really annoying. You'll have to read on to see how Tianshan Tonglao's character is developed.
One characteristic of those who enter the state of selflessness is a bloodthirsty nature. Duan Yu wasn't sure which expression truly belonged to Tianshan Tonglao.
"Then, Senior Sister Rouyu, where are you going now? With your junior brother here, Senior Sister Qiushui absolutely cannot harm you in the slightest,"
Duan Yu said.
"Is that so? In that case, let's return to Lingjiu Palace.")
"Senior Sister, it seems your illness is about to flare up. Let me take a look."
Duan Yu said, grabbing Tianshan Tong Lao's hand and silently sensing the energy within her body.
Just as he suspected, Tong Rouyu's body was brimming with cold energy, which was why she had to practice her cultivation with blood every time she rejuvenated.
Years ago, she was ambushed by Li Qiushui at the most crucial moment, injuring her meridians. If Li Qiushui hadn't deliberately only injured her meridians, she wouldn't have possessed the ability to rejuvenate.
This shows Li Qiushui's ruthlessness, intentionally allowing her to rejuvenate. However, each time there was a period of weakness, and each time she had to endure the torment of the rampant cold energy.
"Senior Sister Qiushui is indeed ruthless,"
Duan Yu said, shaking his head as he released Tong Rouyu's hand.
"Hmph, if she weren't ruthless, how would I be like this?"
Tong Rouyu said, a murderous glint in her eyes.
"But it's not hopeless!"
Duan Yu said.
"Oh, so you can cure my flaw, Junior Brother?"
Tong Rouyu said sweetly. Her gentle expression was undeniably alluring.
"Senior Sister Rouyu, you're seducing me,"
Duan Yu said, pulling Tong Rouyu close and pinching her delicate nose.
"If you can cure me, Junior Brother, I'll follow you from now on,"
Tong Rouyu said softly.
For some reason, Duan Yu didn't feel the usual joy upon hearing Tong Rouyu's words. He recalled his days in Tianlong. Every woman he had ever had followed him willingly. He didn't want this kind of substitution.
Shaking his head and looking at the sky, Duan Yu suddenly felt a jolt. How could he have such thoughts? He closed his eyes. When he opened them again, Duan Yu stared intently at Tong Rouyu.
"Senior Sister, you have impressive skills; you almost broke my intent,"
Duan Yu said with a wicked smile. He then kissed Tong Rouyu's lips.
Unbeknownst to her, Duan Yu had planted a seed in Tong Rouyu's heart, but Tong Rouyu, using her understanding of the Free and Unfettered Sect's techniques, almost broke Duan Yu's state of Freedom.
Freedom is about acting according to one's own will, not being swayed by others.
Tong Rouyu, her cheeks flushed, leaned softly against Duan Yu's chest. She now had the figure of a complete loli, a stark contrast to Duan Yu's height of over 1.9 meters. She was like a little girl being held in Duan Yu's arms.
If such a pair were seen in the real world, Duan Yu would definitely be labeled an 'uncle'. Tong Rouyu's porcelain doll-like face and adorable big eyes—wasn't this exactly what loli lovers adored?
Duan Yu's hand caressed Tong Rouyu's body; he wanted her to know the price.
"No, Junior Brother, Senior Sister was wrong. Let Senior Sister go,"
Tong Rouyu said nervously.
"That won't do. If I don't give Senior Sister a deep memory, I'm afraid you'll forget me."
Duan Yu, carrying Tong Rouyu, flashed to a grassy area. He pinned Tong Rouyu down and began to tease her using techniques from the "Mastering the Woman's Heart Sutra."
How could she possibly be a match for Duan Yu? In an instant, her cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes glazed with desire, and her porcelain doll-like face glowed with an indescribable allure.
Her cherry-like lips panted unconsciously, glistening with fragrant sweat. Duan Yu didn't remove her clothes. His hands, through her fabric, teased her with unique techniques, each subtle brush against her breasts, covered by the clothes, sending Tong Rouyu trembling slightly.
To be honest, her breasts were quite large. Although her figure appeared rather petite, their size was undeniably impressive.
Duan Yu's lips met Tong Rouyu's, their tongues intertwining. Tong Rouyu's hands, stimulated, unconsciously explored Duan Yu's body.
The only way to cure Tong Rouyu's weakness was through yin-yang union. Of course, not just anyone would do. First, she needed to find someone with similar or even greater skill. Furthermore, the other person must also cultivate the martial arts of the Free and Unfettered Sect.
Most importantly, Duan Yu had learned the *Yu Nu Xin Jing* (The Heart Sutra of Controlling Women), and both possessed the true energy of the Wu Xiang Divine Art. As long as they united, they could automatically mimic the attributes of the Lesser Wu
Xiang Divine Art, thus achieving the same level of true energy. Tong Rouyu also knew the Bei Ming Divine Art, so there wasn't much difference between them.
As their tongues intertwined in a passionate kiss, their shared true energy began to subtly rise from each other's bodies. Tong Rouyu was surprised to feel everything within her body.
"Rouyu, the way to save you is through the union of Yin and Yang. I've said it before, you'll be my woman from now on. Definitely. From now on, you can only have me in your heart," Duan Yu
said domineeringly.
Tong Rouyu's heart was in turmoil. No matter what, she couldn't fall in love with someone else in a single day. Although this person gave her a unique feeling, decades of affection couldn't be discarded so easily.

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Just then, a thunderous voice suddenly rang out. "Hahaha...Junior...Sister...You're so comfortable here!"
It was a woman's voice, very gentle and melodious. However, he drew out the words "Junior Sister.
" "A thousand-mile telepathic transmission!"
Tong Rouyu exclaimed in surprise. But she quickly regained her composure. Duan Yu was still kissing her and remained unmoved by the sound.
"Rouyu, have you forgotten that your junior brother is here?"
Duan Yu said, pinching her delicate nose.
Tong Rouyu's cheeks flushed. She was over ninety years old, yet she felt like a little girl being teased by Duan Yu. What was even more unbearable was that her heart wasn't angered by Duan Yu's teasing; instead, she felt a sweet sensation. Her heart was confused.
Duan Yu chuckled inwardly. The "Heart Sutra of Subduing Women" wasn't just for show. Although he hadn't actually taken Tong Rouyu's body, the seed planted in her heart was growing ever deeper.
Duan Yu kissed Tong Rouyu's cheek, then picked her up, leaped onto the top of a tree, and stood on the very top branch without swaying.
"Since Senior Sister Qiushui is here, why don't you reveal yourself?"
Duan Yu said, also using telepathic transmission.
His voice echoed across the entire mountain.
A white shadow flashed, and a woman appeared on a treetop in front of Duan Yu. She was dressed in white, her face veiled with a white silk cloth, obscuring her features. Even from her graceful figure, one could tell she was an absolute beauty. A gentle breeze stirred her robes, making her appear ethereal.
The white silk cloth couldn't block Duan Yu's view; through it, he saw a beautiful face marred by scars. Undoubtedly, if it weren't for the three scars, she would have been a devastatingly beautiful woman.
Her features bore a resemblance to Wang Yuyan. Duan Yu shook his head. He kissed Tong Rouyu, whom he held tightly in his arms, fiercely. How could he bear to let such a beauty's face be disfigured?
"Senior sister, I didn't expect you to have a little lover so soon. Hahaha. It seems you can't stand being alone anymore. Senior sister, it's been so many years since we old sisters last met. I calculated that these few days are the auspicious days for your rejuvenation. I heard that you have taken in quite a few demons and monsters in recent years. I was afraid they would take the opportunity to rebel, so I came to Lingjiu Palace on Misty Peak to find you, wanting to lend you a hand in resisting the external demons, but I couldn't find you."
Li Qiushui said.
"You calculated the time when I was dispersing my energy to recover my strength, and you came to Misty Peak. What good intentions could you possibly have? But you couldn't have foreseen that someone would carry me down the peak by some strange twist of fate. You were disappointed to find me empty-handed, weren't you? Li Qiushui, although you still managed to find me today, you're already a few days too late. Of course, I'm no match for you, but you think you can steal my life's worth of divine skills without lifting a finger? Absolutely not!"
Tong Rouyu said.
"Senior Sister, what are you saying? Since parting with you, I've missed you terribly every day and often thought of visiting you at Lingjiu Palace. But ever since you misunderstood me decades ago, every time we meet, you always scold me without asking why. I'm afraid of upsetting you, and I'm also afraid of being punished, so I haven't dared to come. If you think I have any bad intentions, you're really overthinking it."
She spoke respectfully and affectionately.
"Yu Lang, look how she's bullying her. You have to stand up for Rouyu!"
Tong Rouyu said to Duan Yu in a coquettish tone.
Hearing Tong Rouyu say this, Li Qiushui carefully examined Duan Yu. From the moment she saw Duan Yu, she was incredibly surprised. She never imagined that there would be such a person in the world. Moreover, she couldn't see his skill level at all. From his relaxed expression, Li Qiushui knew that this person was a master of the Intent Realm, just like herself.
"Who are you, Yu Lang? Interesting. It seems that in such a short time, you've conquered my senior sister. But I don't understand, why do you like my senior sister's figure?"
Li Qiushui's voice was still so gentle and melodious.
"Hehe. Since you say so, shouldn't you call me senior brother-in-law?"
Duan Yu said with a mischievous smile. As soon as Duan Yu finished speaking, he felt Tong Rouyu's small hands pinching his soft flesh.
Speechless, even a figure like Elder Tong of Tianshan was swayed by a little girl's trick.
"How dare you! Hmph, do you think my senior sister is so easy to take? Put her down and you can leave,"
Li Qiushui said.
"Senior sister, I can't just put Rouyu down like that. Senior sister, look what this is."
Duan Yu suddenly produced his Seven Treasures Ring.
"The Seven Treasures Ring! How did it get here!"
Li Qiushui's expression was the same as Tong Rouyu's when she first saw the Seven Treasures Ring.
"I am the current head of the Xiaoyao Sect, so of course this ring is with me,"
Duan Yu said.
"Speak! How did you get the Seven Treasures Ring? This ring couldn't possibly be with you. Did you and this bitch conspire to kill our senior brother?"
Li Qiushui said fiercely.
"So what if we did? Hmph, Wuyazi certainly doesn't like me at all, and he even caused me to be ambushed by you. Wuyazi is also far less handsome than Yu Lang Zhang. Hmph. Since he doesn't love me, of course I can't let anyone else have him,"
Tong Rouyu said sweetly, leaning against Duan Yu's chest.
Duan Yu chuckled inwardly. This woman is indeed different when she's jealous. Tong Rouyu was clearly deliberately provoking Li Qiushui.
Upon hearing Tong Rouyu's words, Li Qiushui's eyes flashed with murderous intent. An invisible aura enveloped both of them. She was indeed deeply in love with Wu Yazi.
She would have to find a way to win her over. Tong Rouyu's provocation was, in a way, helping her.
"Senior Sister, I advise you not to make a move. You are far from being my match,"
Duan Yu said calmly.
"Hmph. Arrogant!"
Li Qiushui finished speaking. With a flick of her wrist, her long sleeve lashed out at Duan Yu. With a loud whooshing sound, Duan Yu sprang to another tree.
A loud bang was heard. The spot where he had just stood exploded.
Duan Yu's foot tapped on the treetop, his Lingbo Weibu accelerating, and then he used the [Butterfly Dream Cloud Step]. Countless afterimages appeared in the sky, some real, some illusory.
Li Qiushui's expression hardened. Her twin swords moved rapidly. Explosions rang out continuously. The surrounding trees exploded. Duan Yu had already moved close to Li Qiushui's side.
A low, dragon-like roar echoed. "Clang!"
The sound of a sword being drawn rang out. In an instant, the entire world seemed to change. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and Li Qiushui, Duan Yu, and the other two stood in the void. Li Qiushui gripped a long sword that gleamed with dazzling light in her right hand, the pressure of heaven and earth suppressing Duan Yu and Tong Rouyu. The sun rose, and the sword in Li Qiushui's hand began to move.
Duan Yu's expression was equally serious at this moment, looking at the enormous sun. Although he knew that all of this was actually an illusion created by the sword's power, the pressure of heaven and earth was so profound.

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