Rebirth of a Stunning Beauty (Complete) - 10

~Chapter Seven: A Chaotic Dance of Demons, Section Three~

The space in front of the Nine Yin Saintess suddenly rippled slightly, and a figure shrouded in shadow, seemingly emanating black mist, with features so blurred as to be completely indistinct, suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The person's appearance was incredibly sudden, as if he had always been there; none of the many people present saw how he arrived.

This was completely illogical. Uncle Li's "Illusionary Demon Hand" could give the impression of instantly traversing space, but that was just an illusion. Those with good eyesight could still discern the trajectory of the Illusionary Demon Hand's attack. For example, Du Gongfu was able to turn around and block the axe blow when the Illusionary Demon Hand intercepted him from behind.

But the way this black figure appeared was truly beyond comprehension; space seemed to be merely a portal for that person, allowing him to enter and exit at will.

"Ximen Wudi is here!" Qiao Wei's expression suddenly became very strange, his eyes filled with an indescribable meaning as he looked at the black figure. His expression seemed to hold anger, hatred, and a hint of fear.

Uncle Li's expression was incredibly solemn, his hands trembling slightly.

Young Master Qin frowned and whispered, "Why is this great demon here too? When did so many important figures from the demonic sects gather in Dingzhou City?"

"Absurd!" The Third Young Master suddenly muttered to himself inexplicably, "This is clearly an effect that can only be achieved through teleportation or a magic array!"

Hearing this, the black figure glanced at the Third Young Master, seemingly intentionally, yet also unintentionally. However, his face was always shrouded in a hazy black mist, so the Third Young Master naturally didn't notice the black figure looking at him.

When the black figure appeared, the Nine Yin Saintess and the others all knelt down, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty! Your Majesty is wise and mighty, embodying both literary and martial virtues, and unifying the martial world! Your Majesty's divine skills are unparalleled, invincible under heaven, may you enjoy eternal bliss and live as long as the heavens!"

Ximen Wudi said indifferently, "Get up!"

His voice was very strange, the tone like two stones striking each other, without any intonation, making people feel very uncomfortable.

The Nine Yin Saintess bowed her head and said, "We dare not. We are incompetent and unable to complete the task entrusted to us by Your Majesty. We have even troubled Your Majesty to come in person. Please punish us."

Ximen Wudi said, "This has nothing to do with you. The Star River Sword Saint has just entered the Heavenly Sword Path. Once the Heavenly Sword is drawn, all ordinary swords will retreat. With your abilities, you indeed have no way to deal with the Star River Sword Saint. Forgive you all, rise!"

The Nine Yin Saintess and the others said in unison, "Thank you for Your Majesty's great kindness! Your Majesty is wise and mighty, virtuous and benevolent, and your virtue extends to all under heaven. You are magnanimous and generous. We are deeply grateful and vow to serve Your Majesty to the death!"

The Third Young Master yawned and patted his mouth. Ba said, "Let's go, everyone, let's call it a day! Damn it, a bunch of sycophants! Every time Ximen Wudi says a sentence, they use so many four-character phrases. I think there's not much time left tonight. If they keep going like this, it'll be dawn, and we won't be able to sleep. Damn it, staying up late is really bad for your skin!"

Tu Hong also shouted, "Let's call it a day! Their parents are here, this fight won't happen! Let's go, let's go back and wash up and go to sleep!"

Everyone looked at the Third Young Master and Tu Hong like they were idiots, while the Eldest Young Master Qin turned his face away, pretending not to recognize the Third Young Master. The Eldest Young Master was furious at his son's lack of self-respect! Even the Demonic Sect's Supreme Ximen Wudi has come; can they just pack up and leave?

Ximen Wudi smiled and said, "Third Young Master, are you leaving already? Why are you leaving as soon as I, Ximen Wudi, make my appearance? That doesn't seem quite right."

The Third Young Master said seriously, "This... Senior Ximen Wudi, I would like to ask you a question."

Ximen Wudi smiled and said, "Please speak, Third Young Master. I will certainly answer to the best of my knowledge."

The Third Young Master nodded and said, "Why don't you call yourself Dongfang Bubai? In the future, your disciples can shout 'The sun rises in the east, and I alone am invincible!' How impressive would that be? Your current name, tsk tsk, Ximen Wudi, how lacking in imposing presence? How vulgar! How about considering my suggestion?"

Ximen Wudi thought for a while and pondered, "Dongfang Bubai... that name does have more imposing presence than mine. Hmm." "Excellent, excellent!" Turning to the members of the Demonic Sect, he said, "From this day forward, I will change my name to Dongfang Bubai. When you see me, you should say, 'The sun rises in the east, and I alone am invincible!' That's settled."

The members of the Demonic Sect replied in unison, "We respectfully obey the Supreme Decree! The sun rises in the east, and I alone am invincible! Supreme Dongfang Bubai!"

Ximen Wudi then cupped his hands to the Third Young Master and said, "Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Third Young Master. 'Invincible' is indeed more imposing than 'Invincible.' 'East' is indeed more meaningful than 'Ximen.' 'The sun rises in the east, and I alone am invincible'—doesn't that signify that the whole world should be bathed in the light of my Dongfang Bubai? Third Young Master is truly wise!"

Seeing the devout and serious expressions of the members of the Demonic Sect, and hearing the smugness in Ximen Wudi's words, the Third Young Master finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Seeing the Third Young Master laughing so happily, Qiao Wei asked curiously, "Third Young Master, what's so funny? Tell us so we can all have a laugh."

The Third Young Master laughed as he spoke, "That Dongfang Bubai is actually... hahaha... actually, in a pornographic novel I wrote myself, he cut off his own penis to please the most handsome man in the world, thus mastering the supreme seductive skill 'Sunflower Manual'... Wahahaha... I'm dying of laughter! Dongfang Bubai is a transvestite's name, wahahahaha..."

Qiao Wei paused for a moment, then burst into wild laughter. Uncle Li, Tu Hong, Tie Jian, and Tie Xuanxuan laughed unrestrainedly, Li Xiaoye and Du Xiaoyan smirked, the three killing gods also had smiles on their faces, and even the usually cold-blooded Qin Dashao had a smile on his lips.

The expressions of the Demonic Sect members were even more interesting.

The Nine Yin Saintess was veiled, so her expression couldn't be seen, but her eyes kept darting around, her spring-water-like eyes filled with uncontrollable laughter.

The remaining three of the four guardians were wearing masks, so their expressions were impossible to see. However, their shoulders were trembling and their bodies were shaking slightly, making it unclear whether they were laughing or trembling with anger.

As for the four naked concubines and the twelve alluring maids, they suppressed their laughter with great willpower, desperately lowering their heads, afraid of being seen, and their bodies were naturally trembling.

In contrast, Ximen Wudi showed no reaction whatsoever.

After everyone had finished laughing, he said calmly, "Third Young Master has quite the sharp tongue. I heard that Xiao Shanhe of Baohua Hall was once so angered by Third Young Master that he vomited blood. Seeing you today, I realize that reputation doesn't live up to it."

Third Young Master, one hand on his stomach and the other on his knee, laughed and panted, saying, "Eh, why don't you call yourself Dongfang Bubai this time?"

Ximen Wudi wasn't angry, and said calmly, "Third Young Master is still a child at heart, just joking. Of course, Ximen doesn't hesitate to make Third Young Master happy. Now that everyone has laughed enough, there's no need for further jokes. Let's talk about serious matters."

Third Young Master felt a chill in his heart. This Ximen Wudi showed no anger whatsoever, clearly a very difficult character to deal with. Few people could remain calm under Third Young Master's sharp tongue, but Ximen Wudi was arguably the first.

Such people are often the most difficult to deal with. Remaining calm in the face of adversity can be seen as having a broad mind, or it can be seen as having a deep mind and a cunning heart. But Ximen Wudi's furtive and secretive behavior clearly contradicted the notion of magnanimity; he was

undoubtedly a man of deep cunning. The thought of having to contend with such a person, and even eliminate him to take his place as the underground emperor, gave the Third Young Master a headache. Extending this further, the thought of being persuaded by Qiao Wei and Uncle Li to impulsively agree to enter the "Conquer the World" game after the chaos ensued only added to the Third Young Master's anguish.

Countless heroes reign supreme, and the struggle for power is no mere theoretical exercise. If even a commoner like him possesses such ambition, how could those high-ranking officials, whose lifelong profession is scheming and plotting, be easily fooled?

Thinking this, the Third Young Master sighed deeply, giving Qiao Wei and Uncle Li a resentful look that sent chills down the spines of the two old foxes. "

That look...it's like a woman longing for her husband," Qiao Wei thought to himself. "

Oh no, has the Third Young Master changed his tastes and now prefers older men?" Uncle Li's thoughts became even more lewd.

"Serious business? What serious business do we have to discuss?" the Third Young Master said lazily.

Ximen Wudi said, "First, Young Master Qin killed one of the four protectors of my Demonic Sect. I demand an explanation from Young Master Qin. Second, Qiao Qitian and Li Guding betrayed my Demonic Sect ten years ago, causing chaos and owing the lives of many brothers. I demand that Third Young Master return them to my Demonic Sect for punishment." Young Master

Qin coldly replied, "I killed them. What explanation do you want from me?" The

Third Young Master lazily said, "I don't have anyone here named Qiao Qitian or Li Guding! Brother Wei, Uncle Li, tell Miss Dongfang your names."

Qiao Wei suppressed a laugh and said, "My name is Qiao Wei, and I am the Third Young Master's coachman. "

Uncle Li said, "My name is Hu Li, and I am the Third Young Master's bodyguard."

"Did you hear that? There are no people you want here!" The Third Young Master blatantly lied. Anyway, his character was already quite despicable. Just as Jiu Sheng said, "I am a demoness of the Demonic Sect, and lewdness and shamelessness are my duty." If the Third Young Master were to say this, it would be like, "Anyway, I'm a womanizer; being shameless and scoundrels is my specialty.

" Ximen Wudi said calmly, "The Third Young Master's scoundrelship is indeed quite unique. Actually, both of these matters are very easy to resolve. As long as Young Master Qin, representing the Xiaoyao Manor, agrees to cooperate with my Demonic Sect, both matters can be wiped clean, saving us from fighting and damaging our harmony."

The Eldest Young Master sneered, "Cooperate? How?"

Ximen Wudi said, "As long as the Xiaoyao Manor cooperates with my Demonic Sect, our two sides can join forces and completely control both the righteous and the wicked in the martial arts world of the Great Qin Empire. At that time, let alone controlling the entire martial arts world, even controlling the entire Great Qin Empire will not be difficult."

Young Master Qin continued... He continued with a cold laugh: "Control the Great Qin Empire? I think you want to overthrow the Great Qin Empire and establish your own Demonic Sect Empire!"

Ximen Wudi's voice was calm: "These words came from Young Master Qin's mouth; I, Ximen Wudi, would never dare utter such treasonous words."

Young Master Qin continued his cold laugh: "Ximen Wudi, we both know what you're thinking. You want my Xiaoyao Manor to unite with your Demonic Sect? You're probably blinded by greed, aren't you?"

Ximen Wudi shook his head and said: "Even if a deal falls through, we can still be friendly. Why must you be so aggressive, Young Master Qin, and hurt our harmony?" Since the eldest young master refused outright, Ximen wanted to ask the third young master's opinion. "Third young master, if I were to offer you the Nine Yin Saintess, would you be willing to cooperate with my Demonic Sect?"

The third young master thought for a moment and said, "If you're willing to give me the Nine Yin Saintess, I'd be very happy. However, I've never liked being controlled. How about this: you let the Nine Yin Saintess spend one night with me, and I'll pay 100,000 taels of silver. What, not enough? How about 200,000 taels? Still not enough? Then take it one step at a time, 300,000 taels! 300,000 taels is already a lot, don't be too greedy! You want to add more?" Tai Li "Is that enough? Alright, one million taels, but that's the price for redeeming the Nine Yin Saintess. Now that I've paid this price, the Nine Yin Saintess will belong entirely to me! How about that? Cash on delivery, no cheating, perfectly fair!"

The Nine Yin Saintess laughed sweetly, saying, "Third Young Master, you're being unreasonable. I'm not a girl from a brothel, what's this talk of redemption? If it's someone I like, I'd offer myself without asking for a penny. If it's someone I don't like, even if mountains of gold were placed before me, I wouldn't even glance at them."

"Then there's nothing I can do!" The Third Young Master shook his head regretfully and said to Ximen Wudi, "You heard what the Holy Maiden said. Originally, I wanted to give you some money as compensation, but the Holy Maiden doesn't want money for love, so I can't help it! Alas, Holy Maiden, I know you like me, but Ximen Wudi is still your leader, isn't he? Even if you want to be with me, you should at least let him get some benefits! You don't want a single penny, just offering yourself to me, wouldn't that be a huge loss for Ximen Wudi?"

Everyone was speechless. Today, everyone finally got to witness the Third Young Master's signature skill—his shamelessness!

Qiao Wei and Uncle Li gave the Third Young Master a thumbs up, while Li Xiaoye gave him the middle finger... oh no, the little finger. As a girl, she wouldn't make such a vulgar gesture.

Tie Xuanxuan sneered disdainfully, while Du Xiaoyan was very embarrassed. What could she do if her lover was such a shameless person?

The eldest young master and the three killing gods tried their best to pretend they didn't recognize the third young master. Tie Jian, the eldest brother, looked at the third young master, shook his head, and sighed, "Alas—"

Ximen Wudi was silent for a long time before calmly saying, "So that means we can't reach an agreement. No problem, let's fight! Let's settle things with blood! Eldest young master, third young master, Ximen has offended you!"

~Chapter Seven: A Chaotic Dance of Demons, Section Four~ Ximen

Wudi made his move!

Without any warning, without even lifting a finger, the four beauties and twelve charming maids behind him suddenly jumped up. The sixteen

beauties didn't jump up to attack, but to die.

Or rather, to die in a more shocking and terrifying way.

Sixteen beautiful bodies exploded in mid-air, but without making a sound.

Their bodies were completely shattered, leaving not a single intact bone or muscle. They were completely shattered into sixteen bright red blood plasmas, which then exploded, forming a huge blood curtain that then splattered down.

Ximen Wudi stood motionless beneath the blood curtain, yet not a single drop of blood touched his body; all the blood automatically drifted away three feet from him.

However, the Nine Yin Saintess and her three protectors behind him were not so lucky. They didn't even dare to use their internal energy to disperse the falling blood.

The four of them were instantly drenched from head to toe, covered in blood, looking like four blood-soaked figures.

Whoosh—the blood curtain fell to the ground with a loud crash, as if someone had poured a huge basin of blood from the sky.

Blood flowed freely on the ground, mingling with the rain, staining half the street crimson.

No one saw how Ximen Wudi killed them; no one knew how the sixteen women automatically jumped up and then disintegrated in mid-air.

Throughout this process, Ximen Wudi didn't move an inch, not even a finger, not a ripple in his robes!

This was no longer martial arts; this method of killing was practically the divine art, the magic of gods and demons!

"Ugh—" The stench of fresh blood assaulted their nostrils, causing Li Xiaoye and Du Xiaoyan to vomit on the spot. Even Tie Jian, Tie Xuanxuan, and Tu Hong turned pale, turning their faces away, unable to bear the sight.

"Why did you kill them? They were your subordinates!" The Third Young Master's voice was cold, as cold as the winter wind in a valley. His long hair moved without wind, and his demonic eyes revealed mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The Third Young Master could not tolerate the beautiful young women's vibrant lives being squandered so in vain before him. Even if they were to die, they should die on the battlefield fighting the enemy, dying for something meaningful for which they were willing to give their lives.

But no matter how they died, they should not be killed meaninglessly by Ximen Wudi, their bodies completely exploding into blood and gore.

"Do you know what it means for blood to flow like a river?" Ximen Wudi's voice remained calm, as if the sixteen women who had previously appeared as beautiful as flowers were merely sixteen ants. "Have you ever witnessed a real river of blood? I have. Thousands upon thousands of people were killed, their corpses piled up like mountains, and blood flowed down from the top of the corpse-strewn mountains, converging at the foot of the mountains into crimson rivers that spread in all directions. That scene was beautiful, incredibly magnificent."

He didn't directly answer the Third Young Master's question, but instead uttered words that terrified and enraged everyone present.

Killing is easy, but saving is difficult. How can someone who has never experienced the utmost effort to save someone understand the preciousness of life?

The meaning of life is not merely to depict the grotesque magnificence of blood flowing like a river at the moment of death.

Qin Ren killed, and his methods were even similar to Ximen Wudi's. When the Heaven-Covering Hand struck with full force, the person struck would completely explode into blood and gore. However, he never killed without reason. He would never act rashly against anyone who didn't pose a threat to him or those around him.

"I will not offend others unless they offend me. If they offend me, I will not forgive them." This was the Third Young Master's principle in killing.

Qin Feng also killed; his sword was stained with the blood of countless people, and he had killed hundreds at once. But he, too, never killed without reason. His methods were swift and decisive, always severing heads with a single stroke. He never attempted to kill with the same elaborate style as Ximen Wudi.

"Hehehehe... Ximen Wudi has always been narrow-minded. I didn't expect that after all these years, besides your improved composure, you still have no tolerance for others!" Qiao Wei sneered, "You killed them, probably because they heard the Third Young Master's mocking words about you, right? You were afraid they would spread the name 'Invincible East' and embarrass you, right? Then why didn't you just kill the Nine Yin Saintess and these three protectors as well? And us, we will also spread the word about tonight's events, so what can you do about it?"

Ximen Wudi said quite calmly, "I have already given the Nine Yin Saintess and the others a warning and a small punishment. As for... " "For you, naturally you'll all die here. Qiao Qitian, what do you think of my move just now?"

Qiao Wei sneered disdainfully. "Don't think I'm ignorant of the 'Destroying God Heart Sutra.' Your move just now was merely the 'Ascension of the Gods' from the 'Destroying God Heart Shock.' You channel your inner force into the ground from your feet, then inject it into the target's body, and after sending the target flying, detonate the inner force remotely within the target's body. While this skill is powerful because it's silent and invisible, if I concentrate my inner force in my feet, how can your inner force penetrate my body?"

Qiao Wei spoke casually, but the Third Young Master and the others were beyond shocked.

Channeling inner force into the ground and using the earth as a medium to attack the target's body—this couldn't even be considered martial arts!

They'd heard of striking acupoints remotely or striking a cow across a mountain, but how vast is the earth? Once inner force is injected into the ground, it's already difficult to control, and it's very likely to lose control and disappear without a trace.

Even the legendary skill of "hitting a cow across a mountain" has very limited range in terms of the distance and thickness of objects it can strike. No one has ever heard of striking an enemy across several meters, or even nearly ten meters, using the earth as a medium.

Moreover, "hitting a cow across a mountain" merely transmits power in a straight line; once the internal energy leaves the body, the distance that can be remotely controlled is quite limited.

Yet, Ximen Wudi can divide his internal energy into sixteen parts, precisely injecting them into sixteen people standing in different locations, and can even remotely control these sixteen parts to erupt simultaneously. This skill and refined control are probably unmatched in the world!

Fortunately, Qiao Wei exposed the true nature of Ximen Wudi's move, causing the Third Young Master and the others to hurriedly concentrate their power in their feet to guard against a sudden attack. Otherwise, if Ximen Wudi had ambushed them, the Third Young Master and others with profound skills would naturally not have been afraid, but Li Xiaoye and Du Xiaoyan, the two girls with the least skill, would have been utterly helpless!

Ximen Wudi laughed, "As expected of one of the Four Great Demons, your eyesight is indeed excellent. This move, 'Ascension of the Gods,' is the best technique for ambushes and sneak attacks. Who would have thought that someone who hasn't even moved could launch a fatal attack? However, if I, Ximen Wudi, want to kill you, I will do so honorably. I certainly won't use such tricks on you."

"Ximen Wudi, you are too arrogant. With me, Qin Feng, here, how dare you be so presumptuous?" Young Master Qin finally couldn't hold back anymore. He had never seen anyone more arrogant than him.

Ximen Wudi laughed, "Young Master Qin, if your Heavenly Sword had been fully mastered, I might have some reservations. But you've only just entered the Heavenly Sword realm; to me, Ximen Wudi, you're still too green!"

He then pointed at Tu Hong, "Now I want to kill him. Young Master Qin, are you confident you can stop me?"

Tu Hong was taken aback, "What does this have to do with me?"

The Third Young Master, Qiao Wei, and Uncle Li moved swiftly, forming a triangle to protect Tu Hong in the center.

Qin Feng stepped to the left, blocking the way between Ximen Wudi and Tu Hong.

The three killing gods and Tie Jian stood in a line behind Qin Feng.

Now, if Ximen Wudi wanted to attack Tu Hong, he would first have to get past Qin Feng, then Tie Jian and the three killing gods, and finally the Third Young Master and the other two.

Anyone who claimed to be able to kill someone protected by so many top-tier experts was simply arrogant and didn't know the meaning of death.

But now, the one uttering this arrogant statement was Ximen Wudi, so it wasn't arrogance, but simply a matter of course.

Ximen Wudi still didn't make any offensive move, but this time he slightly raised his head, adopting a posture of gazing at the night sky.

Uncle Li's expression changed, and he cried out, "Damn it, the Immortal Execution Sword!" As he spoke, the Illusionary Demon Hand shot out at top speed, its target being Tu Hong's crown!

No, Uncle Li didn't intend to strike Tu Hong's crown with the Illusionary Demon Hand. Judging from his gesture, it seemed he wanted to use the Illusionary Demon Hand's almost space-ignoring supersonic speed to reach Tu Hong's head in the first instant and block something.

But it was too late. Just as Uncle Li's hand was about to cover Tu Hong's head, Tu Hong, who was being protected by the three young masters in the center, suddenly groaned, and a bloody hole suddenly tore open on his crown, all the way down to his jaw!

Blood and brain matter gushed from the gaping hole in Tu Hong's jaw. His martial arts skills, which had reached near-perfect levels, had rendered him virtually invulnerable, yet his head had been pierced through like tofu!

Tu Hong clutched his jaw, as if trying to stop the bleeding, and uttered a weak, guttural sound: "Damn it, what does this have to do with me?" before collapsing to the ground.

Du Xiaoyan cried out in anguish, "Uncle Tu!"

Tu Hong was Du Xiaoyan's second closest relative at Tianping Manor. He had watched her grow up and had even betrayed Du Gongfu to save her.

Du Gongfu's beastly behavior had been exposed by her, so Du Xiaoyan had only shed a few tears when he died. Now that Tu Hong was dead, Du Xiaoyan felt as if all her loved ones had vanished overnight. Overwhelmed with grief and shock, her body went limp, and she fainted. Li Xiaoye quickly caught her.

Qin Feng's expression changed, the Third Young Master's expression changed, and even the three usually listless old men, the Three Killing Gods, all changed their expressions.

These were all incredibly arrogant and powerful experts, and no one had ever been able to kill the person they were protecting while under their full protection!

But Ximen Wudi had done it, swiftly and elegantly killing Tu Hong, whom they were heavily guarding.

They didn't even know what methods Ximen Wudi had used; apart from Uncle Li's shout of "Immortal Execution Sword," they knew absolutely nothing about Ximen Wudi's methods.

"Uncle Li, what exactly is the Immortal Execution Sword?" The Third Young Master was furious. He was observing Ximen Wudi with all his might using his Asura Demon Eye. He was confident that under the gaze of the Asura Demon Eye, Ximen Wudi's every move would be impossible to miss. But now, Ximen Wudi had killed Tu Hong with such ease and grace, and he couldn't even see how Ximen Wudi had done it!

Since his debut, when had the Third Young Master of the Qin family ever suffered such a blow?

"The Immortal Slaughtering Sword..." Uncle Li's voice was hoarse, "...is a unique skill from the 'Immortal Slaughtering Treasure Book,' another extraordinary text of the Demonic Sect. It's a completely invisible sword aura that can be emitted from any part of the body, with the most powerful aura emanating from the eyes. This sword aura not only cuts through iron like mud and can break through all defenses, but it's also silent and invisible when unleashed, allowing the attacker to control its trajectory at will. Once it locks onto a target, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword aura will not stop until it kills them; even a Great Luo Golden Immortal cannot dodge it, hence the name 'Immortal Slaughtering Sword'... This skill has never been mastered by anyone in the Demonic Sect since ancient times. I never expected that Ximen Wudi would actually..."

"How can this move be countered?" Qin Feng suddenly asked. The young master was also extremely annoyed, and at the same time, he was inexplicably shocked.

Just how many extraordinary skills did Ximen Wudi possess? From his bizarre entrance to his completely unpredictable killing methods, Ximen Wudi seemed to have an endless stream of strange skills.

If that's the case, perhaps Ximen Wudi wouldn't even need to lift a finger to kill Xinghe Sword Saint!

Uncle Li replied, "The Zhuxian Sword is the most powerful martial art on the 'Zhuxian Treasure Register,' but it's also the most energy-consuming move. To break this move, one option is to keep dodging until the attacker's energy is exhausted and the sword energy dissipates. But dodging the Zhuxian Sword is a joke; who can see that invisible, formless, and silent sword energy? The second option is to kill the attacker. Apart from these two methods, there's no way to break the Zhuxian Sword!"

The Third Young Master said solemnly, "Kill Ximen Wudi... I don't have that confidence. Exhausting his energy seems like a joke."

Ximen Wudi laughed, "The Third Young Master is right. With Ximen's current power, he can still..." He unleashed three strikes of the 'Immortal Slaying Sword.' However, after those three strikes, Ximen would have exhausted half his power and would no longer be able to use any more powerful techniques, so it was clearly not worth it.

After a pause, Ximen Wudi continued, "Ximen wants to demonstrate a few more extraordinary techniques to broaden your horizons. Alas, once one becomes invincible, loneliness sets in. It's not easy to encounter a few masters worthy of Ximen's attention, so how could Ximen bear to wipe you all out in a few moves?"

The Third Young Master sneered, "I know, you want to play cat and mouse."

Ximen Wudi nodded, "The Third Young Master is right." He then stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Xiaoye, "Now, I will kill her with another technique, so prepare yourselves!"

~Chapter Seven: A Chaotic Dance of Demons, Section Five~

Li Xiaoye's body trembled. She looked at Uncle Li with despair, then at the Third Young Master, tears welling up in her large eyes.

She didn't want to die. She was still a young girl in her prime, her beautiful life had just begun, she still had many colorful dreams, and many wonderful things she hadn't yet experienced.

But she also witnessed Ximen Wudi's methods of killing, and saw how Tu Hong, surrounded by guards, died helplessly and unwillingly. She didn't believe her luck could be better than Tu Hong's; in her eyes, Ximen Wudi had become an omnipotent demon god.

Li Xiaoye supported the unconscious Du Xiaoyan, but she had almost lost the courage to stand, so how could she support someone else?

Her hand loosened, and Du Xiaoyan's body slumped down with hers. Tie Xuanxuan quickly stepped forward and caught Du Xiaoyan.

Almost flying, the Third Young Master rushed over, spreading his arms to tightly embrace Li Xiaoye, whispering in her ear, "Don't be afraid, the Third Young Master will protect you! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the Third Young Master is here, the Third Young Master won't let you get hurt!"

Turning his head, the Third Young Master roared at Qiao Wei and Uncle Li, who had completely blocked Li Xiaoye with their bodies, "Think quickly, what other long-range killing methods does Ximen Wudi have! How to defend against them! Big Brother, make your move! Intercept Ximen Wudi before he makes a move! We can't let him make another move!" "

'Immortal Path Smoke and Dust'? No! That's a large-scale attack method... 'God-Slaying Finger'? No! That's used in close combat..." Qiao Wei muttered to himself.

"'Heavenly Extreme Yin Thunder'? Impossible, the prelude to gathering energy is too long... 'Myth of Destruction'? Impossible, the roar attack is too obvious, we can definitely block it! 'Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens'? No, that's a sword move, its power is only unleashed at close range! What other moves are there? What other moves are there? Damn it, if Old Qiao and Third Young Master are unharmed, with the combined strength of several of us, we might not be unable to fight Ximen Wudi!" Uncle Li was so anxious that cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

As for Qin Feng, without Third Young Master's explanation, he was already preparing to make his move!

The golden light on his body shone again, this was the first time that the Star River Sword Saint had begun to gather energy before the enemy even made a move.

Then he rushed out, rushing out like lightning, the sound of the wind as he broke through the air was so loud that it was almost like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.

As he flew out, Qin Feng's index and middle fingers came together, and a golden light nearly five feet long bloomed from the center of the two fingers.

He pulled back his elbow and thrust out, Qin Feng's fingertips had become sword tips, his whole body had become a giant sword three zhang long, flashing with golden light.

The sword tip was Qin Feng's finger, and the five-foot-long sword energy emanating from it was the invincible sword light of the Heavenly Sword!

The Heavenly Sword pierced the air, carving a trench a finger's width and two feet deep into the stone slabs where it passed!

The power of Qin Feng's sword strike far surpassed the one he used when dueling with Lu Dingyuan.

The golden light emanating from the Heavenly Sword, like a small sun, illuminated half the long street, and the sword light even soared dozens of feet into the sky. Everyone still awake at that moment saw the dazzling sword light! Seeing

the Heavenly Sword hurtling towards him, Ximen Wudi couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation, saying, "You've actually broken through again at this time?" With the

Heavenly Sword unleashed, all other swords were easily swayed; even Ximen Wudi dared not directly confront its edge.

The stronger the opponent, the stronger they become; the more setbacks they suffer, the more courageous they grow—this was the innate bravery inherited from Qin Xiaoyao by the Qin brothers! Just

as the Third Young Master was able to master the "Covering the Sky Hand" technique on the verge of being killed by Qiu Ruomei, Qin Feng was able to advance further on the path of the Heavenly Sword under the pressure of Ximen Wudi's unparalleled skill.

At this moment, the speed of Qin Dashao's Heavenly Sword was unimaginably fast. The moment Ximen Wudi uttered

his words, Dashao's sword light had already reached him. However, Ximen Wudi still finished speaking as if no one else was there, because just as Dashao's sword light was about to strike him, he inexplicably vanished!

No one could evade the incredible speed of a full-force Heavenly Sword strike. This strike, condensing Qin Dashao's life's work, was launched at such a short distance; even with the Third Young Master's lightness skill, it was impossible to avoid.

But Ximen Wudi evaded it, because he didn't use lightness skill at all.

Just as when he arrived, the space around him suddenly rippled slightly, and then he disappeared.

As the young master's sword flashed past the spot where Ximen Wudi stood, cleaving Zhao Liyuan, one of the four guardians who had been completely unresponsive, expecting Ximen Wudi to block the attack, in two, Ximen Wudi reappeared in his original spot, as if he had never disappeared at all.

"Such rapid progress, yet unable to be of use to me; you will surely be a great threat to me in the future. Zhao Liyuan is dead too; it seems I truly cannot let you live," Ximen Wudi said calmly.

After splitting Zhao Liyuan in two, the young master was too weak to retract his sword.

His sword strike was delivered with all his might, unstoppable. After killing Zhao Liyuan, the sword light shot straight forward, cleaving a mud-brick house beside the long street in two before finally regaining its footing.

The young master stood pale-faced behind the house he had cleaved in two, his chest heaving violently, his hands and legs trembling slightly.

He didn't even have the strength to walk back to the long street.

A baby's cry came from the house behind him, then abruptly stopped, clearly covered by an adult.

Qin Feng slowly turned around and looked into the house. The entire house, from roof to walls to floor, had been ripped open with a gaping wound about five feet wide, as if the house had been cleaved apart by a giant sword.

A deep sword wound lay on the ground, above which lay a bed, split in two and collapsed.

The bed had also been cleaved in two, and a corpse, cut in two, lay on either side of the wound, blood and entrails spilling everywhere.

A woman, her face streaked with tears, huddled beside the collapsed bed, wrapped in a sheet, her arms cradling a tiny infant barely five feet long, her other hand tightly covering the baby's mouth.

She stared at the young master with eyes filled with terror, resentment, and sorrow. She and her husband had heard the fighting outside, hiding under the covers, comforting their child, praying that disaster wouldn't befall them. But how could she have known it would strike so suddenly?

A sudden, sharp pain shot through Qin Feng's chest, and two hot tears slid involuntarily from his eyes.

He took a deep breath and roared, "A knight-errant defies the law! I, Qin Feng, will ensure that no one in the world practices martial arts! Anyone who dares to break the law will be killed without mercy—"

~Chapter Eight: The Martial Arts Tournament, Section One~

On the roof of Uncle Li's house, the Third Young Master sat on the ridge, softly recounting a story he had seen in his previous life.

Li Xiaoye and Du Xiaoyan sat on either side of him, their hands supporting their chins, listening intently from the rooftop.

The Third Young Master's voice was deep and magnetic; the story of "The Joyful Hero" seemed to carry a faint sadness in his voice. And that sadness, like a powerful magic, drew the two girls, still in their dreamy years, into the story, making them rejoice and grieve along with the characters.

"Yu Linglong said, 'I am the last member of the Yu family. If you kill me, you can fulfill your wish.'

" The Dragon King of the Land remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "That is not my wish."

"Yu Linglong asked, 'Not?'" The Dragon

King of the Land said calmly, "That was merely a statement I made." "

Yu Linglong asked, 'Have you fulfilled every single word you've said?'

" The Dragon King of the Land said, "Only this one has not been fulfilled." "

At this point, the Third Young Master suddenly stopped speaking, his eyes gazing ahead with a slightly lost look.

Li Xiaoye, who was listening intently, couldn't help but ask, 'Did the Dragon King of the Land kill Yu Linglong? Did he fulfill his last promise, the one he hadn't yet kept?'

The Third Young Master didn't answer. He slowly glanced at the two women and said, 'Yu Linglong didn't die.'

Du Xiaoyan exclaimed joyfully, 'I knew it! The story's ending would be happy, because this story is called "The Happy Hero."'

'Yes, "The Happy Hero,"' the Third Young Master nodded, saying, 'Who says heroes are always lonely? There are plenty of happy heroes in the world. Unfortunately, I, the Third Young Master, am destined never to be a hero. Heh heh, a hero… what is a hero? Is it simply the death of countless soldiers? Perhaps the title "tyrant" is more fitting! A hero is one who serves the country and its people, a true hero! As for me, Qin Ren, I'm just a petty person, lacking the qualifications, the courage, and the compassion. What right do I have to serve the country and its people?'" From childhood to adulthood, I've always been someone who only cares about my own affairs, never worrying about the troubles others face. I'm not a hero, I'm just a general! A general whose success is built on the bones of countless others! He

suddenly stood up, very slowly, yet with remarkable fluidity.

In that instant, Li Xiaoye and Du Xiaoyan had a strange feeling.

They felt as if it wasn't the Third Young Master who had stood up, but a mountain—a majestic, imposing mountain rising abruptly from the plains, a sight too awe-inspiring to behold!

Looking at the Third Young Master's back, they suddenly felt an intense, almost suffocating, stench of blood. This giant mountain seemed to have transformed into a mountain of bones, with pools of blood flowing ceaselessly from its summit, converging at its foot into a surging torrent.

They didn't see the Third Young Master's face. If they had, they would have discovered that his eyes had transformed back into those chilling "Asura Demon Eyes"!

The Third Young Master slowly raised his hands, arching them towards the sky, and said, word by word: "The Dragon King of the Land has one unfulfilled promise, and I, Qin Ren, from this day forward, will make every word I have earnestly spoken in this life a reality!" "

I will kill Ximen Wudi and destroy the Demonic Sect!"

"I will conquer the world and turn the entire Qin Empire into my pasture!"

"I will make all enemies surrender wherever I point my finger; those who do not will be trampled to dust by thousands of iron cavalry!"

"From this day forward, my martial art will be named 'Overlord's Decree'!"

"I will make sure that with the issuance of the Overlord's Decree, everyone in the world will respect me!" "

The Third Young Master's domineering declaration echoed across the rooftop, and at this moment, only two girls with differing thoughts witnessed this outrageous declaration.

Du Xiaoyan's admiration and love for the Third Young Master grew even stronger, while Li Xiaoye's opinion of him also changed drastically.

Especially after the Third Young Master threatened to kill her last night in front of Ximen Wudi, the words he whispered in her ear as he held her tightly had stirred her heart.

Of course, if the Third Young Master hadn't uttered that next sentence, everything would have been perfect, and he might even have won her heart in a very short time.

But at this moment, the Third Young Master recklessly uttered his greatest wish in life:

"I want all the beauties in the world to submit to my golden spear! I want to use my unyielding golden spear to build a vast harem!" "

The same domineering declaration, the same powerful and imposing posture, but to the two girls, the words took on a completely different meaning.

They became incredibly lewd, obscene, and vulgar...

So, two jade-like legs stretched out simultaneously, kicking the Third Young Master's buttocks, one on each side. The Third Young Master immediately rolled like a gourd, tumbling all the way down from the roof, his shouts echoing in the air: 'Ouch, you ambushed me...'"

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Qin Feng stood in the backyard with his hands behind his back, staring blankly at the Crescent Moon Seven Star Sword stuck upside down in front of him.

The three old men, Liu Duanhun, Nu Hengmei, and Xiao Tianci, shrank their necks, their hands tucked into their sleeves, standing hunched over on the corridor below the house, watching Qin Feng from afar.

Qiao Wei slowly strolled over with his hands behind his back, looked at Qin Feng, and frowned, asking, "How long has the eldest young master been standing here?"

Liu Duanhun said, "From morning until now, he has been standing like this, staring intently at the Crescent Moon Seven Star Sword, without moving an inch."

Qiao Wei sighed, "Sigh, I'm afraid it'll be like the past two days, standing from morning till sunset again. "

With furrowed brows and deep concern, he said, “Young Master has never experienced any setbacks since childhood. He debuted at fifteen and within half a year defeated all the swordsmen in the world, earning the title of Sword Saint. Now, at only twenty-one, he has already comprehended the Heavenly Sword Realm. With such smooth progress, Young Master’s temperament is actually quite arrogant. But that night, in his battle with Ximen Wudi, Young Master’s full-force sword strike failed to even touch a hair on Ximen Wudi's head, and instead accidentally killed an innocent civilian. How heavy a blow this must have been for Young Master? I fear that Young Master… may not be able to overcome this.”

Qiao Wei nodded: “Young people develop too smoothly…” "No, how can there be progress without setbacks? The young master has witnessed what true invincibility is, which will be good for his future progress. You don't need to worry, as long as the young master can get through this and comprehend this level, his Heavenly Sword will probably advance to another level."

Xiao Tianci said in a deep voice, "The young master has a strong will, he can definitely pass this test. Old Liu, Old Nu, don't worry about it. What I'm worried about is, the Martial Arts Tournament is imminent, what if Ximen Wudi appears at the tournament again?"

Liu Duanhun nodded and said, "Ximen Wudi's kung fu is simply beyond human capabilities." "He used it! Especially that 'Immortal Slaughtering Sword' of his; I doubt anyone in the world could escape its sniping! Elder Qiao, you are most familiar with Ximen Wudi and have some understanding of the two supreme scriptures of the Demonic Sect. Tell me, how should we deal with Ximen Wudi?"

Qiao Wei was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Ten years ago, Ximen Wudi was only twenty-three years old. At that time, he had only comprehended five levels of the 'Destroying God Heart Sutra' and four levels of the 'Immortal Slaughtering Treasure Talisman.' Back then, he could already fight me, Elder Qiao, to a draw. Now, ten years later, judging from the few moves he showed that night, he has nine levels of the 'Destroying God Heart Sutra' and seven levels of the 'Immortal Slaughtering Treasure Talisman.'" "He has mastered all of them. Now, Ximen Wudi is truly invincible!"

Xiao Tianci said. "Old Qiao, do you mean we have no way to deal with Ximen Wudi?"

Qiao Wei nodded: "He has already mastered the supreme life-saving martial art 'Transformation into the Void' from the 'Destroying God Heart Sutra.' Even if we trap him with a thousand troops, he could easily escape. Defeating him isn't difficult; Qin Xiaoyao, the Master of Qin Manor, the Master of Iron Fortress of Iron Void Mountain, plus the eldest and third young masters, might be able to defeat Ximen Wudi. But to kill him, even if you three killing gods, plus Old Li and me, I'm afraid we couldn't do it."

"Impossible!" Nu Qiangmei exclaimed. "If it were truly the Lord of the Manor, Uncle, Iron Fortress Master, the Eldest Young Master, the Third Young Master, the three of us brothers, plus you, Old Qiao, and Old Li, who in the world could survive against the combined might of these nine masters? Unless Ximen Wudi isn't even human!"

Qiao Wei sighed helplessly and said, "I don't know if Ximen Wudi is human, but I'm certain that 'Transformation Void' is indeed beyond our ability to detect. Old Nu, think about it. That night, the Eldest Young Master unleashed his full power. How terrifying was that Heavenly Sword strike? Could you have easily dodged it? But Ximen Wudi did. He dodged it using the unpredictable movement technique of 'Transformation Void.' Also, out of all the people present, did even one person see how Ximen Wudi appeared? Not a single one. Imagine if Ximen Wudi had used 'Transformation Void' to escape, even if we surrounded him, what could we do? Who could detect his movement technique?"

"The 'Asura Demon Eye' might not be unable to catch Ximen Wudi!" Uncle Li's voice rang out. Qiao Wei and the three killing gods all looked towards Uncle Li, who was carrying a wine gourd and taking sips every now and then as he walked around. "Ha, good wine! Damn, I didn't expect the Du family mansion to have such good wine hidden there. If it weren't for Xiaoyan taking me to find that broken zither, I wouldn't have been able to get such good wine!"

Uncle Li walked up to Qiao Wei and the others, glanced at Qin Feng first, and then brought the wine gourd to Qiao Wei's mouth, saying, "Want to try a sip? It's top-grade tribute wine, it seems to be something from the palace, it's hard to find outside."

"Palace tribute wine?" Qiao Wei's eyes lit up immediately: "Damn, I have to try it. I'm over sixty years old, and I've never tasted tribute wine before!" He snatched the wine gourd and gulped it down.

Uncle Li exclaimed, "Drink slowly! Such fine wine needs to be savored slowly to appreciate its flavor. Drinking it like this will ruin it!"

Xiao Tianci frowned and asked, "Old Li, you just said that the 'Asura Demon Eye' could capture Ximen Wudi. What did you mean?"

Uncle Li was taken aback and said, "The Third Young Master possesses the Asura Demon Eye, didn't you know?"

The three killing gods' eyes lit up simultaneously, "Is that true?"

Uncle Li nodded. "Why would I, Old Li, lie to you for no reason? You've watched the Third Young Master grow up since he was a child, and you didn't even know he possessed the Asura Demon Eye."

The three killing gods exchanged glances and slowly shook their heads. They truly didn't know the Third Young Master possessed the Asura Demon Eye. Back at Xiaoyao Manor, everyone doted on the Third Young Master, and no one had ever disobeyed him. The Asura Demon Eye only appeared when his killing intent was strong; how could the three killing gods have ever had the chance to witness the Third Young Master's demon eye?

"Taigong Wang's prophecy..." Liu Duanhun pondered, "Could it be coming true for the Third Young Master? Is this a blessing or a curse for my Xiaoyao Manor?"

Uncle Li shook his head: "Hard to say, hard to say. Ximen Wudi should also know about the prophecy, and the Nine Yin Saintess witnessed the Third Young Master's Asura Demon Eye firsthand, so Ximen Wudi couldn't be unaware of it. Ximen is an ambitious man who harbors ambitions for the world. After learning that the Third Young Master possesses the Asura Demon Eye, his methods towards him are nothing more than two: one is to win him over with appeasement and make him serve him; the other is to kill the Third Young Master so that he can no longer pose a threat to him. Judging from the situation that night, Ximen Wudi probably chose the second method."

“In that case, Ximen Wudi will be even more determined to harass us,” Liu Duanhun sighed. “Just thinking about his ‘Immortal Slaughtering Sword’ makes my scalp tingle. However, since the Third Young Master possesses the Asura Demon Eye, it’s entirely possible for him to capture Ximen Wudi. But the Third Young Master’s current skill level is far inferior to Ximen Wudi’s; how easy would it be to capture him?”

Uncle Li sneered, “The Third Young Master has already touched the threshold of the Heavenly Dao. As long as he can survive this martial arts tournament, within three years, he will definitely be able to compete with Ximen Wudi! Don’t forget, the prophecy of the Asura Demon Eye was personally issued by Taigong Wang! How can someone destined by Heaven die so easily?”

The three killing gods nodded in agreement, their hearts filled with a glimmer of hope that they could defeat Ximen Wudi. The three old men were all killing gods, always fearless, but in their hearts, Ximen Wudi was not even human, so they were all somewhat disheartened.

But now that they know the Third Young Master possesses the Asura Demon Eye, there's hope of breaking Ximen Wudi's movement technique. If they can capture Ximen Wudi's movement technique, then with the combined strength of the experts from Xiaoyao Manor and Iron Blood Howling Sky Fortress, they can surround him completely. They don't believe Ximen Wudi will have a chance to escape!

At this moment, Qiao Wei had already finished the gourd of wine, muttering, "Truly good wine! Old Li, is there any more?" Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he exclaimed, "Huh, how come there's tribute wine in the Du family mansion? Could it be that Du Gongfu has connections with people in the palace? But he's clearly colluding with the Demonic Sect… Could it be that the Demonic Sect's influence has already infiltrated the palace?"

~Chapter Eight, Martial Arts Tournament, Section Two~

Withered vines, old trees, and crows at dusk; a small bridge, flowing water, and a humble dwelling; an ancient road, a west wind, and a black horse. The setting sun sinks in the west; a soul-crushing traveler is at the ends of the earth.

"How far are we from Dingzhou City?"

"Master, at this speed, we should be outside Dingzhou in four days."

"Hmm, the martial arts tournament isn't until five days from now, no need to rush. Where's the young master? I haven't seen him."

"Master, the young master has already gone ahead. He's on horseback, much faster than our carriage."

"Hmm, he's an impatient fellow, let him be. Let's rest in this small town tonight! We've traveled for days, everyone's exhausted, there's no rush."

"Master, Uncle's carrier pigeon… this… when the young master left, he accidentally struck the pigeon down with his sword energy…"

"Oh? Another innocent carrier pigeon has been robbed? Hmm, bring over Uncle's letter, and roast the pigeon for my midnight snack!"

"But... Young Master's sword strike has cleaved the pigeon in half, leaving only one leg. The rest is all bloody. Luckily, the letter was tied to that last leg, so it's fine, but the roasted pigeon is gone."

"Hmm... I see. Bring over the letter, and roast that pigeon leg too. Better something than nothing, right? Don't waste food! You'll be struck by lightning..."

"Uh... Yes, Master."

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"Xiaoyan, how come you have this tribute wine from the imperial court?" The Third Young Master sat in Du Xiaoyan's room, his hands clasped on the table, his chin resting on the back of his hands, staring intently at a jar of wine with a large red label that read "Imperial Use."

The wine jar was beautiful, made of celadon, and the workmanship was exquisite. A jade-green wine jar filled with emerald-blue liquor, its deep, lingering aroma filling the room.

Du Xiaoyan, sitting at a long table tuning her zither, smiled at the Third Young Master's question and said, "I don't know! You know I don't drink. This wine was found by Uncle Li in a secret room in the main house; there were only three jars in total! I know you like to drink, so I asked Uncle Li for one." The Third

Young Master then looked at the golden wine vessel beside the jar, intricately carved and inlaid with many rubies and sapphires. "Xiaoyan, this wine vessel is very valuable! I didn't expect your Tianping Manor to be so wealthy. This wine vessel is probably from the palace, isn't it?"

Hearing the words "Tianping Manor," Du Xiaoyan's expression darkened, then she smiled and said, "Qin Lang, this wine vessel is placed with the wine; there's a pair." "Uncle Li originally intended to take them all, but I pestered him and he only gave me one."

The Third Young Master sighed and said, "Xiaoyan, you're so good to me. Why did you put the wine and the wine vessel in the secret room? What else is in that secret room?"

Du Xiaoyan said, "I don't know the first question. I didn't even know there was a secret room in the main house! Hehe, you don't know, Uncle Li is very good at finding things, he found the switch to the secret room right away. As for the second question, I do know, there are some gold and silver jewelry inside, as well as silver notes and gold notes, but the amount is not large, only about a hundred thousand taels, and Uncle Li took it all back." The Third

Young Master found it amusing. Uncle Li, as the head of the number one Thousand Gates Thieves in Yan Province, was a first-class master thief. If a thief couldn't even find a secret room or some kind of mechanism, then he really shouldn't be in business.

“Strange… How come Du Gongfu has imperial wine? I’ve never heard of him having dealings with big shots in the court! Also, why is this wine and wine vessel hidden in a secret room? Why not keep it at Tianping Manor? Hmm, could it be that it’s kept here just for drinking when he comes to Dingzhou City for vacation? Maybe, perhaps Tianping Manor has even more tribute wine…” The Third Young Master muttered to himself as he poured himself a cup of turquoise tribute wine and drank it down little by little.

"Indeed fine wine!" The Third Young Master smacked his lips, shaking his head and saying, "It's mellow and sweet, not spicy or astringent, with a lingering fragrance that permeates the lungs and leaves an endless aftertaste. Damn, no wonder everyone wants to be emperor. It turns out that the wine emperors drink is different from ordinary wine, and their other enjoyments are naturally superior. Hmm... Could this tribute wine from Du Gongfu have been stolen from the palace? That doesn't make sense. Du Gongfu isn't a thief. Judging from his appearance, he'd be more suited to be a blacksmith. Could this wine have been stolen from the palace and given to him by someone else? Hmm, maybe..."

"Ding-dong..." Du Xiaoyan had already tuned her zither, plucked a flowing tune, and smiled at the Third Young Master, "Qin Lang, compose a piece for Xiaoyan!"

The Third Young Master shook his head, "How would I know how to compose music?"

Du Xiaoyan said, "I don't need you to write the piece. You just need to sing a nice song, and Xiaoyan can play the piece. Hmm, like the one you sang last time, what was it called again? Right, 'A Lifetime of Love'."

"My lifelong love..." The Third Young Master pondered for a long time, then suddenly thought of Qiu Ruomei, and felt a pang of pain in his heart. He quickly drank the remaining wine in his cup to suppress the pain, got up and walked to the window, gazing into the distance at the figure whose whereabouts were unknown. He said, "Alright, Xiaoyan, since you want to hear my song, I will 'compose' one for you on the spot. Listen carefully!"

The sword boils wine, tasteless; for whom do I drink this cup?

You bid me farewell, you bid me

farewell. The zither music began as the song began, and as if by telepathy, Du Xiaoyan's zither music was almost in sync with the Third Young Master's singing. She didn't adjust her zither playing according to the melody after hearing the song, resulting in the singing being a beat or two ahead.

Du Xiaoyan was multi-talented, and had practiced the zither for many years, but technique alone could not achieve this effect. There had to be a spiritual connection, a feeling of understanding.

Du Xiaoyan herself found it strange; she had never experienced this feeling before. It was as if, the moment the Third Young Master's voice began to play, she knew exactly how he was going to sing, and her fingers involuntarily played the tune.

"Could it be... this is what Qin Lang once meant by 'a meeting of minds'? Could it be that I have reached such a level of understanding with Qin Lang? But what is my place in Qin Lang's heart? He risked his own safety to save me, proving that he still cares about me. But... but how many parts can his heart be divided into? Can a person's heart truly be divided into many parts? Can a person's love truly be equally distributed among many people?"

The fragrance of rouge, love that cannot be given

, how long is the sky, how far is the earth?

Li Xiaoye, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, stopped her work upon hearing the ethereal singing, stepped outside, leaned against the door, and looked in the direction from which the singing came.

Through the open window, Li Xiaoye could vaguely see the Third Young Master's tall figure, which, in the twilight, revealed a vicissitude beyond his years.

Only then did she begin to realize that the usually lazy and roguish boy finally had something pleasing to the eye, something worth admiring.

"Sigh, who exactly are you? How can you be so shameless and vulgar one moment, and so mysterious and world-weary the next? The devotion in your song isn't feigned, not the pretense you showed when you deceived those three girls. But, a lecherous playboy like you, could you really have true love? Who is that person you love? If you truly have a love, why would you protect someone you don't love, even risking your life? Sigh, you scoundrel, you're truly unfathomable..."

Unconsciously, Li Xiaoye was captivated by his presence.

"You're a hero, destined to be tearless and regretless.

Without you, life is laughable .

" "Heh, Ah Ren's singing love songs to seduce girls again!" Tie Jian, clutching a wine jug, drank the imperial wine he'd gotten from Uncle Li while leaning against the window, smiling as he watched the Third Young Master's figure.

Tie Xuanxuan, who was rummaging through Tie Jian's room, rushed to the window, shoved Tie Jian aside, and said, "What's he singing? What's he singing?"

The singing drifted in, and even the usually carefree and easygoing Miss Tie froze at the window.

“How…how could Ah Ren sing such a sissy song? But…how could this song be so beautiful? Haven’t I always hated sissy men the most? How come I don’t feel disgusted at all now? Is it because the lyrics are so well written, or because Ah Ren sings so well? But…but did Ah Ren also write these lyrics? If not, how come I’ve never heard them before? He used to sing things like ‘The great river flows eastward, its waves sweeping away the past,’ when has he ever sung such a tender song? Alas, how come he has never sung this kind of song to me?”

Tie Jian looked at his sister’s dazed expression, secretly chuckled to himself, took a swig of wine, and recited: “The sentimental should laugh at me, for my hair has turned white early…” He laughed loudly three times and strode out the door.

"How dangerous that laugh is, it's poison that burns through the intestines;

how beautiful those tears are, only you know.

" "Sigh, why is Third Young Master singing such a spineless song again?" The song drifted to the backyard. Qiao Wei, still savoring the lingering wine on the gourd's rim, sighed, "Ultimate ruthlessness, how come Third Young Master hasn't grasped it yet!"

Uncle Li said, "Forget everything else, tell me, how did the Demonic Sect's influence infiltrate the palace again?"

Qiao Wei shook his head, "I'm just guessing. Du Gongfu colluded with the Demonic Sect, and this tribute wine was from the Du family's residence..." "It was found in a secret room. The wine was hidden so well, clearly indicating that the person didn't want it to be discovered. So I guess this wine might have been a gift from Ximen Wudi to Du Gongfu. According to you, the wine jar and wine vessel are also valuable items from the palace, so this wine obviously came from the palace. Ximen Wudi could get his hands on palace wine and vessels; there's no way he could get them without someone in the palace."

Uncle Li scoffed, "Just wild guesses. Maybe Du Gongfu has acquaintances at court, and this wine and vessel were a gift from the emperor to his acquaintance." "His acquaintance then gave it to him again. What does that have to do with Ximen Wudi?"

Qiao Wei waved his hand and said, "I'm just guessing. I don't know if Du Gongfu has any connections in the court, but this tribute wine is such a valuable thing. Even if it's an acquaintance, they wouldn't necessarily be willing to give it away, would they? Ximen Wudi, in order to win over Du Gongfu, would naturally have to give him some benefits. Hmm, bold speculation, careful verification! What if the Demonic Sect really colluded with the forces in the court, and we..." "I know, then wouldn't we be in a very unfavorable situation?"

Uncle Li nodded and said, "That makes sense. Come on, let's go inside and have a good talk. Let's think about which powerful figure in the court Ximen Wudi is most likely to be colluding with..." "

I don't

care about my reputation in this life, I only ask for a smile from a beautiful woman ."

The setting sun cast Qin Feng's shadow long, and the evening breeze carried the song to Qin Feng's ears. From dawn to dusk, Qin Feng, who had stood motionless all day, his clothes and hair completely still, suddenly stirred.

His hair fluttered in the wind, quite freely, each strand dancing and moving in the direction the wind blew, as if the hair had no weight and was not bound to Qin Feng's head by its roots.

The hair traced the trajectory of the wind; his long hair seemed to have transformed into the wind, flowing gently and without any stagnation.

The eyes of the three killing gods who had been watching Qin Feng changed, becoming very bright.

In their eyes, Qin Feng had transformed into the wind.

Although Qin Feng remained standing motionless, his long hair, fluttering in the wind, made him appear to the three killing gods as if he had become the wind itself!

This feeling was mysterious, and even with their martial arts skills and knowledge, the three killing gods couldn't explain it in words. All they knew was that a strange change was taking place in their young master.

"I don't want fame in this life, I only ask for a smile from my beloved… What a persistent thought! Qin Feng, oh Qin Feng, your heart is too persistent… Persistence leads to defeat… I understand, I get it!" Qin Feng suddenly laughed loudly, his voice shaking the heavens!

"The Heavenly Sword is not simply a sword made from oneself, but from all things in heaven and earth! All things in heaven and earth can become swords, and this physical body of mine is just one of them. How can one call it the Heavenly Sword if one draws a sword from one's own body?"

Qin Feng said these words quickly. Suddenly, he flicked his halberd finger, and a gust of air swept up all the grass and leaves within a three-zhang radius around him, making them float up lightly. Then, following the trajectory of the wind, they seemed to drift gently and weakly toward the Crescent Moon Seven Star Sword stuck in front of him.

"The wind is all-pervasive. When the wind wants to blow over something, what can stop it? Even the strongest wall has cracks, and a completely airtight wall will only suffocate you. There is no absolutely unbreakable defense, no flawless movement technique. As long as there is movement, there will be wind; as long as there is wind, the trace of movement can be detected; as long as the trace of movement can be detected, the Heavenly Sword can mobilize all things in heaven and earth to destroy it!"

Grass leaves drifted towards the Seven Star Crescent Moon Sword. Guided by the wind, the grass leaves, infused with Qin Feng's true energy, pierced through the blade of the Seven Star Crescent Moon Sword as easily as steel needles piercing tofu. The Seven Star Crescent Moon

Sword, hailed as one of the seven great divine weapons of the world, was pierced by countless grass leaves. Its indestructible and incomparably sturdy blade suddenly became dull and lifeless, its blue and purple light dissipating completely, and countless holes were pierced through its blade by the grass leaves.

After all the grass leaves had pierced through the Seven Star Crescent Moon Sword, it silently disintegrated into a pile of fine metal fragments. The blades of grass that had shattered the Seven Star Crescent Moon Sword remained unharmed, drifting a short distance on the wind before gently settling on the ground in the backyard.

The three killing gods were utterly shocked. They had seen many instances of the weak defeating the strong, but if someone dared to claim they could shatter the Seven Star Crescent Moon Sword with blades of grass, the three killing gods would have considered it a colossal joke.

Yet now, this scene was unfolding before their very eyes, witnessed by all six of them!

Young Master, what level have you reached now?

If there is a chance for reincarnation,

I am willing to be a beast of burden

in my next life to follow you to the ends of the earth

. After this song, Du Xiaoyan was already in tears.

"Xiaoyan, I will not sing this song again. You don't need to play it anymore either." The Third Young Master said calmly, walking back to the table, holding the wine jar, drinking the wine in one gulp, and then exerting force with both palms, spitting out a whirlwind that shattered the valuable wine jar into powder.

"The supreme have no love, the most domineering have no ruthlessness... I, young master, understand the meaning perfectly!"

No words were needed; their eyes and brows conveyed unwavering tenderness. Perhaps the best ending wasn't forever, but rather, carrying the lingering warmth, forgetting each other in the vast world.

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Tianping Manor is located on Tianping Mountain, fifteen miles outside Dingzhou City.

Tianping Mountain is picturesque, with rare trees and flowers everywhere, countless deep caves, and rare birds and animals, making it the most scenic mountain range north of the Yangtze River.

Tianping Mountain is also a popular summer resort, so since the manor was built on it, Tianping Manor has employed a group of guides to fully utilize its resources.

With its vast area and nearly a thousand rooms, Tianping Manor has always been a thriving business in accommodation and catering, generating considerable revenue during the peak tourist season.

The overall terrain of Tianping Mountain is not particularly steep, but one cliff is so precipitous it's almost vertical, as if carved by a knife. The cliff was incredibly high, its depths unfathomable, and the valley below was bottomless. Since ancient times, no one had ever been able to descend to its base to explore the terrain.

This cliff lay right behind Tianping Manor.

With the cliff at its back, Tianping Manor was virtually free of any worries about its rear. There was no need to station guards on the cliff side.

There was only one main road leading to Tianping Manor, and although there were two or three smaller paths, they were extremely difficult to traverse. At several key points, a few skilled warriors could easily hold them off, creating an impregnable fortress

. Therefore, Tianping Manor was renowned as the most easily defensible and difficult-to-attack place in the martial arts world.

However, today, the day of the martial arts tournament, the two or three smaller paths guarded by the manor's elite guards were covered with numerous signs of footsteps. The guards lay peacefully asleep in the roadside weeds, long gashes on their necks.

"Thirty thousand catties of gunpowder, all buried under the hollowed-out foundation of Tianping Manor. Tell me, could that send the entire Tianping Manor flying into the sky? Hahahaha..."

~Chapter Eight, Martial Arts Tournament, Section Three~

Wooden platforms had been erected around the central training ground of Tianping Manor, each lined with rows of armchairs. A small table in the center of each armchair held tea, fruit, and pastries.

The north, east, and west sides each had three passageways (one in the center and one on each side) for entry and exit.

On the first row of tea tables on each of these platforms were two small wooden plaques bearing the inscription "Lu Feihong, Master of Fengyue Hall," clearly identifying the attendees.

The higher platform on the south side, obviously intended as the chairman's seat, was significantly higher than the platforms on the other three sides, though smaller.

Above the chairman's platform, two flagpoles supported a red banner that read: "Martial Arts Alliance Conference and Conference to Criticize and Verify the Martial Arts' Number One Lecher, Qin Ren, and the Victims' Tearful Accusations."

The front of the chairman's platform consisted of a large conference table made of sandalwood square tables, behind which were three rows of armchairs. Small wooden plaques on the conference table read "Sponsor of the Martial Arts Conference: Du Gongfu of Tianping Manor" and "Co-sponsor of the Martial Arts Conference: Dugu Hongjian, Master of Fenyu Pavilion and General Manager of the Jianghu Government," revealing the bureaucratic style of the event.

Seating was also arranged for Xiaoyao Manor and Tiexue Xiaotian Fortress. On the north-facing wooden platform directly opposite the south-facing main stage, in the most inconspicuous corner with the worst view, were two benches made of pine planks and a small tea table with only two wooden plaques: one reading "Qin Feng, representative of Xiaoyao Manor," and the other "Tie Jian, representative of Tiexue Xiaotian Fortress."

There were no other seats within a three-zhang radius of these two chairs, clearly indicating their separation.

Beneath the three wooden platforms besides the main stage, various advertising boards were displayed.

"Golden Spear Pill, helps you regain your manly vigor. Fengyuetang Pharmaceutical." A male disciple of Fengyuetang, incredibly strong, shirtless with bulging muscles, wearing tight pants and exuding a large bulge, stood beside him, striking a pose of immense power.

"For infertility, find Dr. Hu. Gynecological expert Hu Qingma." Next to the advertisement was Hu Qingma's grinning face and contact information.

"For good skin, use Xiaobao morning and night. Chuixueting's holy medicine, Xiaobao skin cream." A beautiful female disciple of Chuixueting, with flawless skin, stood beside him, striking seductive poses for the attendees.

"Jieruyin Wash, wash for better health. Huhuating Pharmaceutical, please look for the anti-counterfeiting trademark." A handsome male disciple of Huhuating stood beside him, holding a porcelain bottle of medicine, feigning shyness.

...

A large area was cleared in the center of the grand training ground. On the white stone slabs, four enormous, blood-red characters were painted: "Martial Arts Tournament!"

Of course, this cleared area wasn't just for displaying those four characters.

It was for performances during the conference!

The Great Qin Empire's Martial Arts Tournament had been held several times before. Each time, it was a gathering of sect leaders and influential figures in the martial arts world—eating, drinking, playing cards, listening to music, and perhaps even having one-night stands. The opening ceremony usually featured performances every morning.

Although this year's tournament had a very serious purpose, the old customs of previous years were still observed.

Starting at 7:44 AM (辰时三刻), the attendees entered the venue one after another and took their seats.

The righteous sects participating in this martial arts tournament included: Jiangnan Chuixue Hall, Fengyue Hall, Fenyu Tower, Honghua Tower, Emei Sect, Qingcheng Sect, Kongdong Sect, and Lianzhou Family. The Lingnan Song Family from the Jiangnan region did not send any representatives, as they considered such martial arts tournaments a waste of time. Furthermore, the Song Family was preoccupied with suppressing ongoing uprisings in Lingnan and lacked the manpower to attend.

The forces from Jiangbei were: Chuixue Pavilion, Huhua Pavilion, Zhaoyue Pavilion, Baiyue Sect, Lianhua Sect, Yidao Alliance, Shaoling Sect, Tianping Du Family, Beihai Zhao Family, and Lianyun Zhou Family.

While the two largest forces from both Jiangnan and Jiangbei, Xiaoyao Manor and Tiexue Xiaotian Fortress, were counted as participants, everyone knew the true purpose of the tournament, so they were not actually included.

The leaders of each force took their seats on the wooden platforms arranged for them on the three sides of the main stage, excluding the south-facing platform. The core members of each faction, such as the hall masters, incense masters, and branch leaders, all had seats, while ordinary disciples had to stand.

Ye Yingxue of the Jiangnan Chuixue Hall arrived at the venue early and took her seat. However, the elite disciples she brought from the main hall had been wiped out by the Third Young Master's counterattack during the ambush, leaving her virtually alone.

Zhao Yingyue, the pavilion master of the Jiangbei Chuixue Pavilion and Ye Yingxue's fellow disciple, whose two factions differed by only one character, sent a branch master with twenty disciples to stand behind her and provide support after seeing Ye Yingxue sitting alone in her seat.

Lianzhou Luo'er, Qin Ni'er, and Zhen Luo also arrived at the venue early. As soon as the three girls arrived, they went to the Lianzhou family's seats and occupied three chairs. When Lianzhou Fenghua, the head of the Lianzhou family, arrived, he greeted his daughter warmly and then gave her a series of instructions, which Lianzhou Luo'er simply nodded blankly.

Lianzhou Fenghua said, "Luo'er, you've finally done something good for our Lianzhou family! Later, make sure Qin Ren is thoroughly punished, exaggerating his crimes! No matter how audacious or serious the crime, we're not afraid to frame him. That little lecher has committed countless crimes, hasn't he?" He

then said to Qin Ni'er, "Ni'er, your uncle deeply sympathizes with your plight! This time, all the righteous people in the martial arts world have come to denounce Qin Ren to seek justice for you. There is still justice and fairness in this world, in this martial arts world! Even if Qin Xiaoyao claims to be all-powerful, this time, he probably can't protect his precious son. You'll need to know what to say then!"

Qin Ni'er also nodded blankly.

Lianzhou Fenghua's two sons, Lianzhou Tianxiong and Lianzhou Tianying, were unusually cold towards their younger sister and cousin, their eyes filled with disdain. While

Lianzhou Luo'er was secretly grieving, Qin Ni'er was completely unconcerned. As the head of the royal secret service, she naturally knew the shady dealings within the Lianzhou family. After this martial arts tournament, the imperial court would launch an operation against the martial arts world. No matter which faction, if Qin Ni'er uttered a single word suggesting treason, a massive army would be on the border!

After more than ten righteous martial arts factions entered the arena, the grand training ground of Tianping Manor was immediately bustling with activity.

Factions with some mutual ties took advantage of the time before the tournament officially began to exchange greetings, and the air was filled with cries of "I've long admired you!" and flattery.

The various faction leaders and their disciples totaled nearly two thousand people. With the addition of the organizers, Tianping Manor, nearly three thousand people gathered on the training ground.

Among these three thousand, there were no fewer than thirty top-tier masters, no fewer than one hundred first-rate experts, no fewer than three hundred near-first-rate masters, and even the ordinary disciples were all at the level of second-rate martial arts masters.

Naturally, the major sects participating in the martial arts tournament brought their most elite disciples. Why would they bring along mere errand boys to embarrass themselves?

The entrance process lasted for a full half hour. After all the participating sects had entered, Du Gongfu, the representative of the organizers, Tianping Manor, ascended the platform with an air of elegance and nobility, surrounded by eight burly men dressed in black, long swords at their waists.

If the Third Young Master and his companions had been present at this time, they would have been utterly astonished.

Wasn't Du Gongfu supposed to be dead? How did he reappear? And judging from his current appearance, he seemed to be in excellent spirits, not at all like someone who had been pierced through the chest by a sword. Is there really such a thing as bringing the dead back to life?

Unfortunately, the Third Young Master and the others were not present, and none of the attendees knew that Du Gongfu had long been dead, so no one suspected anything.

Du Gongfu took his seat in the presiding position, and the eight burly men in black stood behind him.

Du Gongfu cleared his throat and said, "Please be quiet, heroes, please be quiet for a moment. The martial arts tournament is about to begin!"

His voice, driven by powerful internal energy, reached everyone's ears, and the large hall immediately fell silent. All eyes were on Du Gongfu, awaiting his next words.

"Before the conference begins, let us first invite the initiator and co-organizer of this martial arts conference, the head of the Jiangnan Fenyu Tower, the general manager of the Jianghu government, known as 'One Cut in Two,' Director Dugu Hongjian, to the stage!"

A group of musicians from Tianping Manor below the stage immediately began playing a lively welcoming tune, while a group of pretty girls of eleven or twelve years old waved flower garlands and cheered loudly: "Welcome, welcome! A warm welcome! Welcome, welcome! A warm welcome!..."

Firecrackers crackled as Dugu Hongjian, dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit, with a bright red cloak draped over his back and a leopard-head waist badge signifying his rank as a fourth-grade military officer in the imperial court, entered the arena with a smug air, surrounded by eight burly men in black robes with gloomy expressions. He strode towards the stage.

As he walked, he continuously waved to the familiar leaders and other members of the participating gangs on the three wooden platforms, displaying the demeanor of a leader on an inspection tour.

Dugu Hongjian ascended the platform and, after taking his seat, greeted everyone with a broad smile, said, "This conference is very lively and grand, and I, Dugu Hongjian, am delighted! All the gangs that received invitations have sent representatives, showing how much importance everyone attaches to this martial arts gathering! I will report to the imperial court that these major gangs and forces, who form the backbone of the righteous path in our Great Qin Empire, have always been united and dedicated to the social stability and national prosperity of our Great Qin Empire! I will also petition the court to appropriately reduce the annual taxes and corvée labor of the participating gangs, easing their burdens so that everyone can focus more wholeheartedly on development and make greater contributions to the stability and prosperity of the nation!"

After Dugu Hongjian's brief speech, cheers erupted from the audience.

Every gang would be delighted at the prospect of tax and corvée labor reductions.

After the shouts subsided, Du Gongfu announced, "Now I declare the Wulin Righteous Path Alliance Conference and the Conference to Criticize and Verify the Number One Lecher in the Martial World, Qin Ren, and the Victims' Blood and Tears Accusation Conference officially open! First item: Everyone stand! Play the national anthem—Qin Song!"

A clattering sound followed, and everyone stood up. After a burst of firecrackers, the deep, solemn music began.

The musicians of Tianping Manor solemnly played the Qin Empire's national anthem, Qin Song. For a moment, everyone's face was solemn.

After Qin Song finished playing, everyone returned to their seats, and Du Gongfu loudly proclaimed, "As you all know, the reason this martial arts conference is being held at Tianping Manor is because recently a great lecher and villain, whom everyone wants to kill, has appeared in the martial world. This person is ruthless and vicious, killing without hesitation, and is also incredibly audacious, using every means to engage in sexual exploitation! Do you all know who he is?"

"Qin Ren!" Almost everyone shouted in unison, their voices like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.

"Does everyone know what Qin Ren's most heinous crime is?" Du Gongfu asked patiently.

"To obtain Hua Linglong, the daughter of the Grand Tutor Hua An, he severely injured her own brother, the Mad Thunder Blade God Qin Lei, leaving him in a coma like a living dead!" Thousands of people said in unison, as if they had memorized their lines beforehand.

"If a child is not raised properly, it is the father's fault! Qin Ren is so heartless and insane, whose fault lies most?" Du Gongfu continued, a cold smile playing on his lips.

The atmosphere immediately became quiet.

It was fine for them to accuse Qin Ren, but who would be the first to accuse Qin Xiaoyao? That was something to think carefully about.

The title "Blood Hand Asura Covering the Sky Hand" wasn't given lightly; it was a resounding name built from the bones of countless enemies in countless life-or-death battles!

Du Gongfu swept his cold gaze across the audience and said in a cold voice, "Hmph, does justice cower before power? Are the righteous heroes of the Great Qin Empire so timid and hesitant? How disappointing!"

"Who said that?" Lian Zhou Feng Hua suddenly stood up, smiling smugly. He looked around and said, word by word, "Qin Ren is heartless and insane. The biggest fault lies with Qin Xiao Yao! If he weren't corrupt himself, how could he have raised such a lawless beast!"

With someone stepping forward, others naturally wouldn't be outdone. But before Du Gongfu could express his appreciation for Lian Zhou Feng Hua, and before those who were about to follow suit could speak, a lazy voice rang out: "Fuck you! I, the young master, take responsibility for my own actions. Why are you bunch of idiots dragging my old man into this again? Are you all tired of living?"

~Chapter Eight, Martial Arts Tournament, Section Four~ A

sudden gust of wind rose, and the clouds flew.

A gigantic golden arrow, twelve feet long and two fingers thick, trailing a golden tail, soared through the air above the high platforms surrounding the training ground, emitting a resounding whoosh. Perched

atop the golden arrow stood a handsome young man, his long hair flowing, his robes billowing, his left hand behind his back, his right hand holding a folding fan, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.

Everyone stared up at the young man, mouths agape, their faces filled with astonishment.

Few martial artists present might recognize the young man, but absolutely everyone recognized the golden arrow.

Even though few had actually seen the golden arrow, its fame in the martial world ensured that everyone who saw the giant golden arrow immediately thought of its owner.

That arrow was the legendary "Golden Arrow"—the golden arrow of Xiao Tianci, one of the three great killing gods of Xiaoyao Manor, known as "Golden Arrow, Silver Bow"!

Xiao Tianci, the "Golden Arrow and Silver Bow," wields the "Nine-Nine God-Slaying Archery Technique," a set of ninety-nine golden arrows of varying sizes. The largest is twelve feet long and two fingers thick, while the smallest is only the length of a little finger and the thickness of an iron nail.

Now, this golden arrow has arrived, carrying a young man barely twenty years old, soaring through the air. The identity of the newcomer was immediately guessed by all the attendees.

How many people in the world are qualified to step on Xiao Tianci's golden arrow?

Who else could fly here as lightly as a feather on a golden arrow, besides the unparalleled master of lightness skill, the Third Young Master of Xiaoyao Manor?

The newcomer is none other than the Third Young Master of the Qin family, Qin Ren, the very person this martial arts tournament is condemning!

"He's here!" Lian Zhou Luo'er's eyes lit up as she watched the young man soar through the air. She hadn't expected Qin Ren to actually dare to come. This martial arts tournament had gathered almost all the righteous figures in the martial arts world, almost everyone harboring ulterior motives and various unsavory purposes. Almost everyone would be targeting him, yet he still came!

"Hmph, he does have quite a bit of courage!" Qin Ni'er's lips curled into a strange smile, a rare hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Oh... he never forgets to show off, quite in line with his personality!" Zhen Luo covered her mouth and chuckled, a strange light flashing in her eyes as she looked at the Third Young Master.

The golden arrow flew to the center of the training ground, then suddenly seemed to lose all its strength, plummeting towards the ground.

And the Third Young Master, at the moment the golden arrow fell, floated away from it, landing on the ground in what he considered the most handsome posture of his life.

"Swoosh—" The golden arrow embedded itself deeply in the stone slab, halfway in.

The Third Young Master stood in the center of the training ground, surrounded by a dense crowd on the platforms. He straightened his clothes, adjusted his hair, closed his folding fan and tucked it into his collar, pointed at the platform, and said, "Du Gongfu, who are you?"

The Third Young Master's question seemed completely out of the blue. Since he already knew the man was Du Gongfu, why did he ask who he was? This question left everyone utterly bewildered, wondering if the young man had gone mad. Why was he asking such a nonsensical question?

The Third Young Master continued, "I clearly remember that Du Gongfu was killed instantly by my elder brother's sword through the chest. How did you end up sitting on this platform, wearing Du Gongfu's mask? Strange, truly strange. Could it be that the Demonic Sect Master, Ximen Wudi, really possesses the magic to bring the dead back to life?"

Du Gongfu, standing on the platform, rose with an air of righteous indignation, pointing his halberd at the Third Young Master and shouting fiercely, "Hey! You little lecher, stop spreading your lies! When did I, Du Gongfu, ever know that Demonic Sect Master, Ximen Wudi? When did I ever fight with the Star River Sword Saint? You curse me to be dead, perhaps hoping that if I really died, this martial arts tournament would be over? Let me tell you, it's useless! Even if I, Du Gongfu, were truly killed by you, the heroes of the world would never let you go! Your evil deeds are outrageous; anyone with a conscience would want to kill you, and I, Du Gongfu, am merely one of them! "One Du Gongfu? There are thousands upon thousands of Du Gongfus. Can you kill all the heroes of the world? Can you shut everyone's mouths?"

The Third Young Master scoffed disdainfully, "Damn it, what a huge accusation! It's strange enough that the dead are coming back to life, but what's even stranger is that a despicable and shameless person like you has the nerve to accuse others of being shameless and despicable. Du Gongfu and I are no better than each other. And you, hehe, you don't even spare the face of the dead, you must be even more despicable and shameless!"

Du Gongfu laughed loudly three times, then said solemnly, "Qin Ren, you keep saying I'm dead. Does that mean the Du Gongfu standing here is dead? Are all the heroes of the world blind? There are plenty of people who know me, people who are familiar with me. Ask them if I'm real or fake!"

The Third Young Master curled his lip, too lazy to argue with him. These days, counterfeit goods are more convincing than genuine ones. Thieves can complain that the stolen goods were too little, but the victim must never cry foul, for anyone who does will be executed!

"Qin Ren!" Dugu Hongjian slammed his fist on the table and stood up. "Your evil deeds are countless and cannot be recorded! I, Dugu Hongjian, will eliminate this scoundrel for the sake of the world, not just for myself! Hmph, if you hadn't come, we would have had to spend time searching the whole world for you. Now that you've come, you can forget about leaving Tianping Manor!"

The Third Young Master laughed and said, "My legs are my own, I can leave whenever I want, what can you do to me?"

Dugu Hongjian sneered, "What an arrogant brat! Do you think all the heroes of the world are nothing?"

"You're absolutely right!" Third Young Master sneered. "What bullshit about heroes of the world? Who deserves the title of 'hero'? You call yourself a hero, he calls himself a hero, when did the word 'hero' become so worthless?"

Du Gongfu angrily said, "Qin Ren, do you really intend to openly oppose the entire martial arts world?"

Third Young Master chuckled and said, "The entire martial arts world? I, Qin Ren, don't even consider you people a threat! What's so great about you? You just have a few more people, right? Should I gather ten thousand beggars, and then have everyone put on a decent outfit, and call ourselves heroes of the world and the entire martial arts world? Damn it, can't you be a little more original?"

Then, Third Young Master stretched out his right hand, his fingers sweeping over everyone on the three high platforms, and slowly said, "Anyone who has a problem with this, come at me, Qin Ren! Let's see if I have the right to disregard you, let's see if you're worthy of the title of 'hero'!"

"You...you..." Dugu Hongjian trembled with rage. He was a hot-tempered man to begin with, and the Third Young Master's few words had driven him to madness. He roared, "Bring me my 'Weeping Sun Blade'! I'll teach this ignorant little beast a lesson in my power!"

"Bring me my Heaven-Slaying Sword!" Those who had been openly provoked by Qin Ren were also enraged. Qin Ren's pointing finger had targeted everyone. "That bastard thinks he's so tough. Give him a little leeway and he'll take advantage. If we don't teach him a lesson, he'll never know he's above the law!"

"Damn it, bring me my Dragon-Slaying Blade! I'll cripple him! Damn it..." "

Where's my Golden Snake Sword? Kill him! Damn it, I've never seen anyone so arrogant!"

"Fuck him! Damn it, first use Little Li's Flying Dagger to knock him down, then find some strong men to rape and kill him, rape and kill him again!"

The crowd was in an uproar. Those usually dignified gentlemen were now all shouting and cursing excitedly, rolling up their sleeves and grabbing swords, ready to fight.

Meanwhile, the disciples from various gangs, to express their intense anger and contempt for the Third Young Master, threw banana peels, tomatoes, rice balls, eggs, shoe insoles, underwear, bras, sanitary napkins, embroidery needles, and other such things at him. The Third

Young Master looked around, shook his head, and sighed, "What kind of world is this? At least throw something lethal, so I have a reason to kill you, right? All you've got is this stuff, and I'm too embarrassed to lay a hand on you, huh?"

Seeing that the Third Young Master had aroused public anger, Du Gongfu smiled slightly and said, "Which hero will step forward and capture Qin Ren?"

"I will!" A clear whistle rang out, and a very handsome young man with a rather cold expression leaped down from the wooden platform on the north side, his figure gracefully sweeping towards the Third Young Master. A bright flash of light from his blade transformed into lightning, slashing towards him. "Hua Youque, the third-generation disciple of the Jiangbei One-Sword Alliance, has come to act on behalf of Heaven..."

"Boom!" A deafening roar erupted, and the handsome young man's body was torn to pieces, flesh and blood flying everywhere. He was dead before he could even finish a sentence.

"Extras shouldn't waste time with so many lines," the Third Young Master said disdainfully, holding a Thunder God's Thunder Bomb.

"Damn it, how dare you kill my brother! I, Hua Wuque, swear to avenge my brother..." The avenger, his expression filled with rage, had just leaped off the platform and charged at the Third Young Master, when the Third Young Master's Thunder God's Thunder Bomb exploded, blasting him to smithereens.

"I told you, supporting characters don't need so many lines, it's annoying!" the Third Young Master said lazily. "Don't you know how many experts will come out?"

"Insolence!" A muffled thunderous shout echoed across the training ground. This shout, though not loud, drowned out all the noise on the training ground. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man, not particularly tall, but slowly emanating an invisible power, slowly rising from the high platform on the south side.

"It's Master Qingxia, the leader of the Kongdong Sect!" someone exclaimed.

"Master Qingxia has mastered the 'Five Floods Palm' to its highest level. With him personally taking action, that arrogant lecherous demon will surely be doomed!" someone commented.

"Tch, what's the 'Five Floods Palm'? It's said that Master Qingxia has mastered the Kongdong Sect's supreme technique, the 'Seven Injury Fist,' to its highest level. With the 'Five Floods' and 'Seven Injuries' combined, even if that little lecherous demon has extraordinary abilities, he will surely die this time!" someone else expressed a more insightful opinion.

The Third Young Master glanced sideways at Master Qingxia, who had stood up, and asked with a smile, "What is your surname?"

Master Qingxia replied in a deep voice, "My surname is Lin!"

The Third Young Master chuckled, "Oh, so you are Lin Qingxia, the leader of the Kongdong Sect! Hmm, why are you, a Taoist priest, getting involved in these worldly affairs? Don't you Taoists emphasize tranquility and non-action, letting all things follow their natural course?"

Master Qingxia slowly stepped down from the wooden platform, her face calm as she said, "If the world is not tranquil, how can I be tranquil? If the principles of Heaven are not natural, how can I be natural? The bright and clear universe is disturbed by shameless villains like you, how can I cultivate in seclusion? Only by eliminating you scoundrels and restoring tranquility to the world can we Taoist practitioners truly be free and at ease!"

The Third Young Master nodded and said, "That makes sense. However, I don't think I alone can make the whole world so chaotic. I, Qin Ren, don't seem to have that much ability, do I?"

Master Qingxia said, "A thousand-mile dike can be breached by an ant hole. Haven't you heard that a single rat dropping can spoil a whole pot of porridge?"

The Third Young Master feigned sudden realization: "Oh, so I really do have that much power! Sigh, you so-called righteous people really do have sharp tongues. If you went into politics, you'd have a bright future! Right and wrong are all manipulated by your words alone. What's the point of laws then? What's the point of the Qin Empire's laws?"

Master Qingxia had already stepped down from the platform and slowly walked towards the Third Young Master, saying as she went, "Everyone..." Everyone has a moral compass, a yardstick used to measure right and wrong, good and evil. The law can certainly address most injustices in the world, but can it govern someone like you? What the law cannot govern, we chivalrous individuals should uphold! I, Master Qingxia, have killed 127 people in my lifetime, and I have never wrongly killed a single one. They were all people who deserved their fate. My conscience is clear!"

The Third Young Master shook his head helplessly: "Then why doesn't the country invite you to be a judge? Those 127 people, were they truly deserving of their fate? Did you truly never kill anyone wrongly? (Unclear text) "Alright! You decide right and wrong with your own words, whether someone deserves to die or not. Whether they deserved it or not, we probably don't even know! I say you're not young anymore, why do you keep making up such unreliable excuses? If you ask me, you should say this: I say they deserve to die, so they deserve to die! They couldn't beat me, so they deserve to die! They couldn't survive my clutches, so they deserve to die!"

He paused, a cold smile appearing on the Third Young Master's lips: "I, the Third Young Master of the Qin family, am..." "You bastard! I, the Third Young Master of the Qin family, dare to speak so boldly!" He slowly raised his hand, pointing at Master Qingxia who was walking towards him, and said, word by word, "I don't like the look of you, so I want your life. I don't like the look of any of you, so I want the lives of all of you! I, Qin Ren, am just this willful and reckless, and what can you do to me? Bullshit justice, bullshit principles! If you people represent justice and principles, then I, Qin Ren, will go against you. I will let you know that in this chaotic world, force is justice, and might makes right!"

~Chapter 8 Martial Arts Tournament

, Section 5~ Further words were useless. The Third Young Master had already said so much. If Master Qingxia still wanted to present facts and reason with him, she would truly be an idiot.

There are many stubborn people in the world, and in Master Qingxia's eyes, the Third Young Master was a typical example of stubbornness.

In the Third Young Master's eyes, Master Qingxia was an even more incorrigible representative.

"I'm not an idiot. If you want to kill me, do you expect me to stick my neck out and let you slash me? If you dare to attack me first, even if I kill you, in court, it will only be considered self-defense. At most, I'll be convicted of excessive self-defense, that's all.

Besides, what court can possibly judge me? Didn't I already say it? In this chaotic world, might makes right, and power is justice!

The art of words is of little use in a life-or-death situation, and I, the Third Young Master, have no intention of using my sharp tongue any longer. When all words seem pale and powerless, force is the best way to solve everything.

So Master Qingxia made her move. She swiftly pounced on the Third Young Master, unleashing the 'Five Floods Palm' with her left hand and the 'Seven Injury Fist' with her right. The 'Five Floods' and 'Seven Injury' attacks came down simultaneously, the palm wind and fist force like two fierce storms, emitting a sharp whistling sound as they swept towards the Third Young Master."

The Third Young Master smiled. He raised his left palm, and in that instant, everyone watching him, including Master Qingxia who was attacking him, experienced a strange illusion.

They felt that what the Third Young Master raised was not a palm, but a mountain of infinite majesty.

Then, the Third Young Master's palm, seemingly as heavy as a mountain, floated out lightly, without any target, just casually.

And in that instant, everyone had only one feeling.

They felt that the space around the Third Young Master seemed to ripple with strange waves, and the space around him seemed to undergo an indescribable change, as if the Third Young Master had become a fish in deep water, his whole being becoming ethereal and elusive.

Master Qingxia panicked. He could no longer determine the Third Young Master's true location. He only felt that his Five Floods Palm and Seven Injury Fist would inevitably strike empty air, absolutely unable to touch even a hair on the Third Young Master's head.

So Master Qingxia's palm and fist paused slightly, and in that instant of pause, the Third Young Master moved!

Still as a virgin, swift as a rabbit, a blue shadow flashed, and the Third Young Master had already traversed the distance between himself and Master Qingxia, as if that space had never existed.

The Third Young Master stood before Master Qingxia, their distance practically nonexistent, their faces almost touching.

A sinister smile played on his lips as he stared at Master Qingxia's rapidly contracting pupils, filled with despair, and said, "If you want to kill, be prepared to be killed!"

As he spoke, he lightly pressed a palm against Master Qingxia's chest, causing her chest to cave in completely, while a large bulge appeared on her back.

The Third Young Master retreated, withdrawing three zhang before Master Qingxia disintegrated, watching with a smile as her body blossomed into a beautiful flower of blood.

The entire audience gasped.

Master Qingxia, as the leader of a sect—although the Kongdong Sect had declined—her personal martial arts skills were undeniable; she was a true top-tier master.

However, such a top-tier master was defeated by the Third Young Master in a single exchange. The strength the Third Young Master displayed was enough to terrify everyone!

"That's not the Heaven-Covering Hand!" Qin Ni'er thought to herself. "Although the two palms he just used have many similarities to the Heaven-Covering Hand, it's definitely not the Heaven-Covering Hand! What kind of martial art is it then?"

Little did she know that what the Third Young Master used was a palm technique he created himself after comprehending the ultimate realm of the Heavenly Dao. He combined the strengths of Qiao Wei's "Time Waits for No Man," Uncle Li's "Illusionary Demon Hand," and the characteristics of the Heaven-Covering Hand, improving and refining them . It was called the "Overlord's Decree."

Once the "Overlord's Decree" was unleashed, who in the world could rival it?

Even though the Overlord's Decree was still in its nascent stage, it could instantly kill masters like Master Qingxia in a single exchange!

Now that the Third Young Master had displayed such martial prowess, everyone present had to weigh their own strength to see if they were qualified to fight him.

As a result, despite the large number of people present, not a single one dared to approach the Third Young Master alone after Master Qingxia's death.

The Third Young Master glanced around, laughed loudly three times, and said, "No one dares to come? If no one dares to cause trouble for me, then I'm leaving!"

"Crack!" Dugu Hongjian crushed a teacup in his hand and roared, "Qin Ren, is Tianping Manor a place you can come and go as you please? Heroes, we must use any means necessary to eliminate evil. Qin Ren is ruthless and vicious. We cannot sacrifice the lives of our fellow martial artists in vain! Let's all attack together and dismember Qin Ren!"

Dugu Hongjian's suggestion immediately received a strong response from the various gangs present. At the command of the leaders of each gang and family, their disciples tumbled and leaped down from the wooden platform like clowns, totaling nearly a thousand people. They rushed to the center of the training ground and surrounded the Third Young Master.

The nearly one thousand people surrounding the Third Young Master, though mostly ordinary disciples from various gangs, had the advantage of sheer numbers, and each member was quite skilled. Their weapons were also decent, including the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, double-edged swords, halberds, spears, the Iron-Blooded Banner, and the Moonlit Blade—more than enough for cutting down enemies.

Dugu Hongjian added, "To minimize unnecessary casualties, I suggest we use hidden weapons first. Qin Ren is a heinous thief; using hidden weapons against him wouldn't violate martial arts rules. No matter how high his martial arts are, he can't withstand a barrage of hidden weapons, can he?"

Upon hearing Dugu Hongjian's words, the nearly one thousand people surrounding the Third Young Master responded in unison, drawing their concealed weapons.

Some sect leaders nodded with smiles, saying, "Master Dugu is indeed chivalrous, so concerned about the safety of our disciples. It makes sense; Qin Ren's martial arts are too high. Even if a thousand people rushed at him, they could eventually dismember him, and those who charged first would all perish. Using concealed weapons is better. A barrage of them, even if it doesn't kill Qin Ren, will exhaust his strength while dodging and deflecting them. Hmm, a good idea, indeed a good idea!"

The Third Young Master shook his head and sighed, "Martial arts rules? Does this martial arts world even have rules? These so-called rules are probably just things you casually set up. Anyway..." "There's no real restraint, so you can just go back on your word at will. Damn it, I thought I was shameless enough, but you guys are even more shameless than me. Sigh, no good, it seems I still need to work harder! I must strive to take my shamelessness to the next level..."

Seeing that the nearly one thousand people surrounding the Third Young Master had already taken out their hidden weapons, Dugu Hongjian shouted, "Everyone, listen to my command, one, two, three, release!"

At his command, the first three circles of the nearly one thousand people surrounding the Third Young Master threw out their hidden weapons, then retreated simultaneously, allowing the people in the rear to come up and throw their own. In this way, they took turns attacking, and for a moment, hidden weapons rained down like a storm. Poisoned steel needles, throwing knives, iron caltrops, boomerangs, flying stones, iron lotus seeds, millstones, donkeys, mules, horses, silver ingots, pearls, gold notes, copper coins, cloth shoes, socks... and everything else that could be used to throw people flew out, raining down on the Third Young Master.

The Third Young Master gasped, exclaiming, "Good heavens! So many hidden weapons! Even if they don't kill me, they'll bury me alive!" As he spoke, he dodged a millstone the size of a bushel, leaping into the air and soaring nearly forty feet high, avoiding the first wave of hidden weapons.

The worst thing you can do when dodging hidden weapons is to leap into the air, because even with the best lightness skill, once you're airborne, you can't freely change your flight path and become an easy target.

But the Third Young Master didn't consider that at all, or perhaps he was simply fearless.

Once the Third Young Master was in mid-air, everyone launched their hidden weapons upwards. All sorts of hidden weapons struck the Third Young Master, whose upward momentum was waning and who was gradually falling. It seemed he was about to be riddled with holes.

Just at this critical moment, a shrill whooshing sound rang out, and a golden light pierced the air, striking the Third Young Master. However, its target wasn't any of his vital points, but rather the soles of his feet!

The Third Young Master landed on the golden light, stepping on it and flying out of the encirclement.

Only then did everyone realize that the golden light was actually another golden arrow!

Dugu Hongjian was furious beyond measure. He smashed the table in front of him to pieces, cursing, "Damn it, how could I forget? 'Golden Arrow, Silver Bow' Xiao Tianci is still lurking nearby, waiting for his chance!"

All the hidden weapons had missed their mark, and the Third Young Master landed outside the encirclement on the golden arrow.

As the nearly one thousand people saw the Third Young Master escape the encirclement and were about to swarm him again, a hoarse and powerful voice rang out: "'Entwined to the Death' Liu Duanhun has come to learn the skills of the heroes of the world!"

A ghostly figure appeared from nowhere, sweeping into the nearly one thousand people rushing towards the Third Young Master like the wind.

As soon as the figure entered the crowd, it brushed past those blocking its path, and when it touched one, a series of cracking sounds, like firecrackers, echoed from that person's body. After a series of loud cracking sounds, those he had clung to all had their joints shattered, collapsing to the ground like raging mud.

"'Thunderous Might' Angry Eyebrows respectfully requests guidance from all heroes of the world!" A thunderous voice rang out again, and a figure wreathed in lightning-like true energy burst through the air with a muffled thunderous roar, charging into the crowd. Wherever he passed, a vacuum formed within a three-zhang radius around him; everyone was blasted away by the violent true energy, spitting blood as they flew more than ten zhang, then died silently.

"Xiao Tianci, the 'Golden Arrow and Silver Bow,' has come to challenge you! I hope the heroes of the world will not hesitate to offer their guidance!" Accompanied by this voice, Xiao Tianci descended from the sky, riding on golden arrows. In his left hand, he held a silver bow as tall as himself, and with his right hand, he wiped his wide robe, revealing five golden arrows, each about a foot long, stuck to his fingers. Then he drew his bow, and five golden lights flashed past. "Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..." A series of sharp sounds piercing through human bodies rang out, and at least fifty people were pierced through by his five arrows!

Xiao Tianci flicked his right hand, and the five golden arrows flew back, landing in his hand as if they had a life of their own!

As soon as Liu Duanhun, Nu Hengmei, and Xiao Tianci appeared, gasps of shock rang out from all sides of the stage. Someone suppressed a scream and cried out, "Heavens, the Three Killing Gods!"

The Three Killing Gods carved three bloody paths from three directions and gathered around the Third Young Master. The nearly one thousand men who had prepared to surround the three young masters had at least three hundred killed by the three. The remaining men were terrified and retreated, none daring to advance again.

"Qin Feng of Xiaoyao Manor and Tie Jian of Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress have come to challenge us!"

Qin Feng's voice, chilling to the bone, rang out. Everyone turned to look in the direction of the voice, where the eldest young master Qin walked in leisurely from the central passage of the wooden platform on the east side, his hands behind his back. Tie Jian walked beside him, with Qiao Wei and Uncle Li following behind them, and Tie Xuanxuan, Du Xiaoyan, and Li Xiaoye following behind Qiao Wei and Uncle Li.

When Qin Feng appeared, Lianzhou Tianxiong, the eldest son of the Lianzhou family, narrowed his eyes, staring at the eldest young master Qin like a cheetah eyeing its prey.

Lianzhou Tianxiong was known as the second swordsman in the martial arts world, but his reputation was overshadowed by the eldest young master Qin. Lianzhou Tianxiong had long wanted to replace the eldest young master Qin as the number one swordsman in the world, but he had never had the opportunity to challenge the eldest young master Qin. Now that Qin Feng had arrived at the martial arts tournament venue, Lian Zhou Tianxiong was eager to try his luck and challenge Qin Feng to a duel.

At this moment, Qin Feng had completely concealed his brilliance, appearing no different from an ordinary person. Those from the participating gangs with a modicum of insight, upon seeing Qin Feng, couldn't help but sneer inwardly, thinking that Qin Feng was all talk and no action, looking more like a silver-plated spearhead than a real weapon. At least three hundred people secretly thought to themselves, "I could kill the Star River Sword Saint in a single move!"

Young Master Qin led his group to the center of the arena, where they met up with Young Master San and the others. Without even glancing at anyone else, Young Master Qin asked Young Master San, seemingly oblivious to their presence, "How are you? Are you hurt?"

Young Master San grinned and said, "Boss, you have too little faith in me! With my skills, how could I possibly be injured?"

Qin Feng nodded and said, "This martial arts tournament is really boring. If it weren't for your desire to show off, I wouldn't have bothered coming. After witnessing Ximen Wudi's martial arts, these good-for-nothings are utterly uninteresting."

Young Master San nodded and said, "Yes, these good-for-nothings are not only bad in martial arts, but also in character. Damn it, if these are considered righteous heroes, then I'm practically a Buddha."

The two brothers' nonchalant conversation had already angered the surrounding martial arts practitioners. Dugu Hongjian slammed his fist on the table... but hit nothing. The table shattered instantly, and he nearly strained his back. He shouted angrily, "Hey! You..."

Before he could finish, the Third Young Master retorted, "Hey my ass! Can't you see we're talking? If you keep arguing, I'll kill you all!"

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