Ten Years of Lone Sword and Vast Sea Alliance [Complete] - 16

Chapter Sixteen: Repaying Kindness with Enmity; The Heart of a Petty Person is Easily Turned Upside Down; Love is Hard to Let Go

; Deeply Engraved Longing; Neither Too Close Nor Too Distant. Iron Gourd Black Eagle Xing Tiansheng and Strange-Handed Scholar Xie Yunyue landed at the bottom of the valley and immediately sped off, racing through the snow. Just as they reached a bend in a mountain ridge, a dozen or so people suddenly appeared in their direction—it was none other than the One-Armed Demon God Cha Kun and his group. Both sides were startled. Suddenly, Xing Tiansheng, as if possessed, struck with lightning speed. A burly man beside Cha Kun was the first to be hit; with a crack, his ribs broke instantly, and with a scream, he fell towards the cliff below.

The scream echoed through the valley, like a thunderous avalanche. The avalanche's force was astonishing. As soon as the scream subsided, a howling roar filled the sky. In the blink of an eye, the pine trees and snow-covered peaks on all sides exploded like ten thousand jade dragons, a thousand-foot-high raging torrent, cascading down with deafening roars, stirring up a whirlwind that made it almost impossible for everyone to stand. Even Xie Yunyue, with his great courage, felt his heart tremble with fear. Iron Claw Black Eagle Xing Tiansheng seemed oblivious to all this. After striking the man down with his palm, he slowed his pace slightly, only to rise again in a flash. His right arm spun, and his left hand struck out with lightning speed towards One-Armed Demon Cha Kun.

One-Armed Demon Cha Kun, witnessing Xing Tiansheng's near-madness and the ferocity of his palm strike, felt a chill. He thrust his single palm forward, using the momentum to retreat nine feet. Cha Kun unleashed a palm strike with immense force. Upon contact, Iron Claw Black Eagle Xing Tiansheng was forced back two steps. His face flushed, Xing Tiansheng quickly gathered his strength and shot out like an arrow, his ten fingers, like beaks, striking towards Cha Kun's "Xuanji" acupoint on his chest with lightning speed. The "Five Birds Claw" technique of the Old Man of Huangshan was incredibly mysterious and unpredictable. Xing Tiansheng's skill was clearly at a level of consummate mastery.

Arm Divine Dragon Cha Kun was one of the most powerful figures in the demonic path, possessing extraordinary internal energy cultivation. He was not afraid of Iron Claw Black Eagle Xing Tiansheng, but he was wary of the Strange Hand Scholar Xie Yunyue. Stealing a glance, he saw Xie Yunyue standing a few feet away, intently watching the avalanche situation around him. His companions also kept their distance, as large chunks of ice flew like rain from his fist. Knowing that this would trigger an avalanche and alter the entire mountain's terrain, potentially leading to his own demise in the snow, he had already decided to escape. Taking advantage of Xie Yunyue's inattention, he had already grabbed a handful of "poisonous flying needles." Seeing the Iron Claw Black Eagle Xing Tiansheng pounce like lightning, he let out a low snort, spun around, and unleashed a palm
strike. He had used all of his "Lesser Yang True Power," and the fierce, unparalleled force carried hundreds of poisonous needles, aiming directly at Xing Tiansheng's chest. Xing Tiansheng extended his ten fingers, almost reaching Cha Kun, when he suddenly saw Cha Kun spin around, dodging his "Five Animal Iron Finger" move. He knew something was wrong, and before he could even think, he suddenly felt an unprecedented gale, carrying hundreds of "poisonous flying needles" shooting down towards him like lightning. The distance was too close, there was no way to dodge. Gritting his teeth, he channeled his inner energy throughout his body, protecting his head and face with both hands, and his body slid downwards, trying to avoid Cha Kun's fatal blow. As long as the poisoned needles didn't hit his main acupoints, with his superb skills, he would be fine.

But in a battle between masters, even the slightest difference can be disastrous. Cha Kun's skill was incredibly refined and fast. The moment Xing Tiansheng moved slightly, several flying needles had already struck his chest and shoulders. He suddenly felt his chest go numb and his vision went black. His body was sent flying by the "Shaoyang True Power" of the one-armed demon god, as fast as a crossbow bolt. Although Xing Tiansheng was thrown back and his mind was half-conscious from the poison of the flying needles, he was still hearing. He vaguely heard Xie Yunyue shout, felt five steel hooks grab his chest and fly back, then heard a continuous avalanche sound, and finally, he lost all consciousness.

Xie Yunyue had been intently focused on the avalanche. He knew that once the accumulated snow and ice began to crumble, the shockwaves would trigger a continuous avalanche, altering the terrain for dozens of miles around, much like a boulder striking still water, creating ripples that gradually expand. This was the first time Xie Yunyue had witnessed the power of this deep-mountain avalanche. He deeply felt that his personal martial arts, no matter how profound his skill or how strong he might be, paled in comparison to the power of nature. He noticed a crack appearing in a snow-capped peak near him, and he himself felt a slight tremor. Knowing something was wrong, a thought flashed through his mind. His gaze fell, and he was horrified to see Xing Tiansheng being sent flying by Cha Kun.

At that moment, a tremor ran beneath his feet, and he heard a slow, rumbling sound—the precursor to the avalanche. Knowing the situation was extremely urgent, Xie Yunyue kicked off with both feet, shooting towards Xing Tiansheng like an arrow. Reaching him, his right arm swiftly reached out, grabbing Xing Tiansheng's back. He then darted back to the side, leaping over twenty zhang (approximately 63 meters) before lightly touching the ground with his toes and soaring into the air again.

This time, Xie Yunyue displayed the highest form of human compassion, not forgetting to rescue his friend even in his own perilous situation, while simultaneously showcasing his unparalleled martial arts skills. It is known that no matter how advanced one's lightness skill, one should never grab another person and leap through the air simultaneously. The weight of the fall often negates the force of the leap, especially over such a long distance. It is a feat rarely attempted by even the most skilled martial artists today; it was truly perilous. When Xie Yunyue grabbed Xing Tiansheng, his weight caused him to drop two feet, and as Xing Tiansheng flew rapidly, the gust of wind from the avalanche pressed down on him.

If Xie Yunyue could have landed there, things would have been fine. But with an unfathomable snow-covered valley below, if he didn't escape before the avalanche crushed him, even ten Xie Yunyues would be wasted. However, Xie Yunyue displayed his ultimate technique, "Soaring Through the Air," his speed unparalleled. In two leaps, he landed on a flat snow-covered ridge, the deafening roar of the avalanche still ringing in his ears. Seeing the spot where he had just been, a torrent of snow carrying countless huge chunks of ice was now falling into the abyss. He was horrified; the One-Armed Demon God Cha Kun had vanished with his group after launching his flying needles.

Xie Yunyue stared at Xing Tiansheng's pale face, his expression turning ashen, and felt a pang of sadness. He had been focused on the avalanche, but hadn't expected Xing Tiansheng to fall for the One-Armed Demon God's ambush so quickly. It was too late for regrets; the urgent task was to escape the tremors of the avalanche. But that was easier said than done. The avalanche on all sides showed no signs of abating, collapsing intermittently, the roar like thunder, echoing endlessly. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was like the collapse of the Copper Mountain in the east and the resounding echo of the Bell of Luoyang in the west.

Xie Yunyue looked around desperately, but couldn't find a safe way to pass. He had no choice but to temporarily abandon his plan to leave and wait until the avalanche stopped. Xie Yunyue pressed his hand against Xing Tiansheng's skin, suddenly feeling it burning hot, extremely hot to the touch. He was secretly shocked by the power of the one-armed demon god Cha Kun's "Shaoyang True Power," recalling how he had been knocked down a thousand-foot abyss by Cha Kun's palm strike, and how his own protective aura had neutralized the "Shaoyang Heat Force," otherwise he wouldn't be alive. So he looked around at the current avalanche situation. Although it was still collapsing with earth-shattering force, his own place was still safe. He calmed his mind and checked Xing Tiansheng's pulse.

Seeing Xie Yunyue's furrowed brows, he knew the injury was serious. The one-armed demon god Cha Kun's attack was ruthless, clearly indicating a deep-seated hatred for Iron Claw Black Eagle Xing Tiansheng. Cha Kun was renowned for his "Poisonous Flying Needles" and "Lesser Yang Divine Palm," but he only ever used one of them. Now, he was using both on Xing Tiansheng, demonstrating the depth of his hatred. Xie Yunyue carefully examined Xing Tiansheng's pulse and knew that the "Lesser Yang Heat Poison" had already invaded his bone marrow. If twelve hours passed, the bone marrow would be burning and drying up, especially since the poisoned flying needles had seeped into the bloodstream, flowing erratically and recklessly. The pulse was pounding rapidly; the disease was in the blood and marrow, a truly incurable ailment. Even Xie Yunyue, with his divine medical skills, found the situation extremely difficult.

While the Crane Saliva Grass was remarkably effective against the poisoned flying needles, wouldn't it further aggravate the "Lesser Yang Palm Heat," potentially accelerating the depletion of bone marrow and leading to death? Wouldn't that be a betrayal of his conscience? However, medicine is a benevolent art, and the common practice of trying anything, even the most desperate measures, is often seen. Xie Yunyue's deepest dilemma was the unresolved issue of time. The two elders, Zhou and Gao, at the Jinan Escort Agency were waiting for his treatment with Crane Saliva Grass, and there was no time to lose. He had only managed to obtain two hundred-year-old top-grade Crane Saliva Grass plants, and he wasn't even sure if that would be enough for the two elders. Even if he could spare half a plant to treat them, his "Shaoyang Palm Poison" couldn't be cured without his own acupuncture and Bodhi Zen exercises at the "Spine Center" acupoint to expel the heat and poison from his body, which would take two days and nights. Therefore, he was in an extremely difficult situation.

Xie Yunyue carefully observed Xing Tiansheng's appearance and felt that he did not look like a virtuous gentleman. What is hidden in the heart will inevitably show on the outside. According to the principles of physiognomy, his cheekbones were low, his hands and feet were like those of a snake or rat, his nose was pointed like an aquiline, and he was old and deceitful, which meant he was not a good friend for life. Weighing the pros and cons, he realized that abandoning Xing Tiansheng was the only option, but he still couldn't stand by and watch him die, especially since he had the virtue of helping him escape danger. So he took out half a sprig of Crane Saliva Grass, dislocated Xing Tiansheng's jawbone, put the Crane Saliva Grass in his palms, pointed his fingertips at Xing Tiansheng's tongue, and silently used the Maitreya Divine Skill's "Transformation" mantra to gather it in his palms. After a while, a wisp of dark red liquid flowed down his fingertips into Xing Tiansheng's throat.

Once the dripping was finished, Xie Yunyue closed Xing Tiansheng's jaw and flipped him over, placing him face down on the ground. He swiftly pressed his palm against Xing Tiansheng's "Spine Center" acupoint, circulating his supreme "Bodhi Palm Leaf Zen Qi" for one cycle before stopping. Xing Tiansheng had already woken up. Opening his eyes, he saw Xie Yunyue had rescued him and let out a weak laugh, saying, "Thank you for your kindness in saving me, Brother Xie. I will repay you for the rest of my life." He struggled to his feet, swaying precariously, his face still pale, clearly severely injured.

At this moment, the avalanche gradually stopped, and the mountains within a radius of dozens of miles were completely transformed. Xie Yunyue smiled upon hearing this, saying, "Helping those in distress is our duty as chivalrous men. Besides, Brother Xing has been kind to me; it's nothing to mention. However, Brother Xing's injury from the Shaoyang Palm is too severe. It would be best if Brother Xing could go directly to your master in Huangshan and ask him to circulate his innate true qi on the "Spine Center" acupoint for two days and nights, which would allow him to fully recover."

Upon hearing this, Xing Tiansheng frowned and asked, "With Brother Xie's unparalleled skill, is it still impossible for me to recover?" Xie

Yunyue's heart skipped a beat, realizing he had aroused Xing Tiansheng's suspicion. He then said with a sigh, "This kind of bone marrow injury is something I can barely help Brother Xing recover quickly. However, my skill is still shallow. If I use it improperly, it will surely cause Brother Xing to live with resentment for the rest of his life. Therefore, I advise Brother Xing to return to your master."

Upon hearing this, Xing Tiansheng lowered his head and looked at the ground, his eyes filled with boundless resentment. He thought, "So you are malicious and unwilling to help me recover my skill. Humph, I, Xing Tiansheng, swear to avenge this day." This evil thought arose suddenly, thus foreshadowing his later death at the hands of Xie Yunyue's "Seven-Day Soul-Searching Technique." But that is another story.

Seeing Xing Tiansheng bow his head in silence, Xie Yunyue became suspicious. Just as he was about to speak, Xing Tiansheng looked up and smiled, "Brother Xie is absolutely right. I must return to my master's place immediately. After I recover, I need to learn a special skill to avenge the one-armed demon Cha Kun's flying needle attack..."

Following Xing Tiansheng's directions, Xie Yunyue arrived at Wande Village in less than an hour. The two of them lodged at a simple inn in the village. After a quick meal, Xie Yunyue smiled and said, "Brother Xing, when we entered the village, we saw a pharmacy at the village entrance. I'll go and get some medicine; it will be beneficial to your injuries. Please take a nap in the room for a while; I'll be right back."

Xing Tiansheng nodded and smiled, "I will never forget Brother Xie's kindness." Xie Yunyue said a few words of modesty, then stepped out of the inn and headed towards the street.

After Xing Tiansheng saw him leave, he gave a sinister laugh, then called the shopkeeper to borrow a set of writing materials. He sat down and wrote furiously, then took out a packet of white powder from his side, sprinkled it on the paper, and blew it away. A sinister smile appeared on his pale face. He then took two red pills, swallowed them with water, and left the shop.

Xie Yunyue returned with medicine for his injuries. Upon seeing Xing Tiansheng's vanished figure, he was slightly startled. His eyes caught a glimpse of a letter neatly placed on the table. Without hesitation, he grasped it and read it aloud: "Brother Xie, since your departure, I remembered that my master had given me two elixirs. After taking them, I felt my strength gradually returning. Now I realize that the One-Armed Demon Cha Kun is indeed my father's killer. My father and Cha Kun were childhood friends. Unfortunately, due to my youth and ignorance, I did not witness the scene of my father's murder. I was taken by my master to learn martial arts three months ago; otherwise, under such circumstances, no one would have survived. Cha Kun visits me at Huangshan every three years, insisting that my father's killer is one of the three wonders of the world—the Snow Maiden." "Mountain Demon, after much deliberation, it's possible that the Snow Mountain Demon, Cha Kun, has joined forces to kill my late father. My heart is consumed by vengeance, and I cannot wait for your return; I have gone directly to Huangshan. Please forgive me. The reason I previously requested your assistance is for this reason. If you do not abandon me, I will agree to help. I will await your arrival at the Wuhou Temple in Chengdu on the full moon of June. Words cannot express my feelings fully; I hastily pen this. Respectfully yours, Xing Tiansheng."

Xie Yunyue, after reading the letter, was filled with doubt. He was weary of the endless killings in the martial world over trivial matters. If he could now avenge his enemies, these things would be insignificant. He wouldn't bother with the Snow Mountain or the Banquan anymore. With a sigh, he tore the letter to pieces on the ground, paid his bill, and strode out of the inn.

He was anxious for the two elders, Zhou and Gao, in Jinan, who were waiting for his Crane Saliva Herb. He wished he could sprout wings and fly, his steps as swift as the wind. On the dusty road, a wisp of yellow smoke followed behind him, drawing attention. At this moment, Xie Yunyue put on his first mask, revealing a sickly face. It was past noon when he arrived at Xingzhuang, only twenty li from Jinan.

He noticed that on his way to Xingzhuang, he frequently encountered groups of martial arts figures in tight-fitting clothes, riding back and forth on horseback, their behavior suspicious. He knew that unless something serious happened, their expressions wouldn't be so solemn, but he only thought this and didn't investigate the reason for their unusual behavior. As soon as Xie Yunyue stepped into Xingzhuang, he immediately slowed his pace. Suddenly, he felt a slight numbness in his fingers. This numbness was unusually uncomfortable, weak and languid, as if he had no strength to use. Upon experiencing this numbness and weakness, Xie Yunyue immediately sealed the acupoints on his arms and elbows. The numbness and weakness were spreading very quickly, reaching his elbow joint in an instant. Alarmed, he quickly moved forward, rushing towards a dry, dense forest outside the manor. He found a secluded spot, sat cross-legged, and began to circulate his internal energy to expel the poison.

The "Bodhi Palm Leaf Zen Skill" was indeed incredibly wondrous. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, wisps of black energy emerged from the pores below his elbows, dissipating with the wind. The numbness and weakness vanished completely. Just as he stood up and was about to walk away, he suddenly heard faint voices coming from the forest, seemingly from a man and a woman. He heard the woman say softly, "Brother Liang, don't be so foolish. There are degrees of death. Relying on your mere courage will not only do nothing, but it will also endanger your master's life. Not to mention that the master's martial arts are amazing and beyond your ability to fight, there is also Kuai Huazi, who is extremely ruthless and vicious. If you run into him, you will die. If you are injured, wouldn't you regret it for the rest of your life?" Xie Yunyue's heart stirred. Wasn't Kuai Huazi Kuai Ling of the Hunyuan Finger? So he leaned forward to listen to what she was saying.

The man sighed softly and said, "Hui-mei, I know you mean well, but my master has been imprisoned without cause. How can I, as his disciple, stand idly by and do nothing?"

The woman snorted coldly and said, "How can you be so foolish? Your master's imprisonment was carried out in a highly secretive manner. Apart from a limited number of people who know, everyone else is kept in the dark. I only learned about it from my father, who ordered you to immediately go and ask our sect friends for help, lest it be too late."

Xie Yunyue walked away without making a sound, hiding behind a poplar tree. Peeking over, he carefully discerned the appearance of the man and woman, both around twenty years old. The man was handsome, with a worried expression on his face. The woman was petite and charming, with almond-shaped eyes and a delicate nose, exceptionally alluring. When she spoke, her starry eyes widened, revealing her anxiety for her beloved's perilous situation.

The young man said, "Sister Hui, I really can't figure it out. My master and the manor lord are quite close, so why does the manor lord treat him like this? Do you know the reason?"

The girl shook her head, indicating that she didn't know, and then softly opened her mouth and said, "I'm afraid it's because of the Qiankun Hand Grenade Xiaotian..."

Xie Yunyue was shocked and was about to show himself to ask when he suddenly heard a strange laugh. A man and a woman's faces immediately turned pale with fear. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the forest. The person was tall and thin, with a pale face and a pair of small eyes. He stared intently at the girl's face, his expression cold and lifeless, like a dead man. After a while, he smiled sinisterly and said, "Miss He, you have also fallen into the hands of me, the Little Mourning Gate Ke Jinxing?"

The girl was so frightened that her face was covered in sweat, her delicate body trembled slightly, and fear shone in her starry eyes. The young man forced himself to remain calm, and sneered, "Ke Jinxing, don't think you can act recklessly just because you're Zhuang's adopted son."

Xiao Sangmen didn't even glance at the young man, only coldly replying, "I have no patience to talk to someone about to die. Miss He, do you want me, Ke Jinxing, to cover up your affair?" His tone carried a hint of threat. Before

Miss He could answer, suddenly, the young man brandished his sword, a cold, sharp blade slashing towards Xiao Sangmen Ke Jinxing's shoulder. Without even turning his head, Xiao Sangmen Ke Jinxing, just as the sword was about to reach him, suddenly leaped into the air, his feet slamming down onto the sword with a powerful downward strike, snapping the sword in the young man's hand with a resounding "crack."

This move was truly amazing. Ke Jinxing's rising and falling movements were incredibly fast, and his timing on the sword was remarkably precise. The couple was clearly no match for him. As the boy's sword broke, Miss He suddenly struck Ke Jinxing's chest with a palm strike. Ke Jinxing, with his keen hearing, knew the girl was attacking. He flicked his left palm backward, unleashing a soft, feminine palm strike. Upon receiving the strike, the girl was sent flying back more than ten feet. Ke Jinxing's right hand shot out with lightning speed, grabbing the boy by the neck. The changes in the movement, from lifting his foot to extending his arm, were almost simultaneous, as fast as lightning. The boy had no chance to retaliate. It was clear that Ke Jinxing, the "Little Mourning Boy," possessed astonishing martial arts skills. The "Strange Hand Scholar" Xie Yunyue couldn't help but marvel at this.

As soon as Ke Jinxing gripped the boy's neck, the boy instantly became paralyzed and powerless. Ke Jinxing slightly raised his left hand, a sinister smile playing on his lips as he looked at Miss He, saying, "Miss He, would you spare this boy's life?" His eyes flickered, and his hand trembled slightly.
Miss He was terrified, but suddenly, a mixture of surprise and joy shone in her starry eyes. Ke Jinxing, noticing the change in the girl's expression, had a sudden thought. He felt as if a heavy hammer had struck his fifth vertebra, the "Sanyang" acupoint, causing a buzzing in his head and a blur of vision. He released his grip, letting the boy fall to the ground. Upon seeing her beloved freed from Ke Jinxing's grasp, the girl cried out in delight. With a swift and agile movement, she snatched him up and darted aside. The boy, whose acupoints had been restrained by Ke Jinxing, became as agile and free as a normal person once released.

Suddenly struck by a fierce attack, Xiao Sangmen knew he had encountered a formidable enemy. He trembled with fear, and after a long while, the golden light in his eyes gradually cleared. Seeing no movement behind him, he was filled with both shock and suspicion. Seeing Miss He and her companion watching him with joyful expressions, he knew the person was still there. He silently circulated his inner energy, feeling no discomfort, and his courage grew. He thought, "With a single turn and a sweep of my palms, any enemy within two zhang will have their bones broken and die instantly. Hmph, I'll show you the power of Xiao Sangmen!" He then channeled his inner energy into his palms, preparing to strike.

Xiao Sangmen Ke Jinxing, his inner energy fully charged, suddenly exhaled and swung his arms, sweeping behind him with a powerful, surging force. A dozen or so old trees, as thick as large bowls, snapped and flew away upon impact, their power astonishing. Ke Jinxing was confident that this sudden turn of events meant that even the most powerful person behind him couldn't withstand his lightning-fast, fatal blow.

To his astonishment, as his hand turned, he looked up and was dumbfounded. There wasn't a single person in front of him. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his neck as someone touched him. Terrified, he ducked and scrambled forward, then suddenly turned and unleashed a palm strike with the "Rhinoceros Gazing at the Moon" technique, only to miss again. He saw the girl standing a dozen feet away

, giggling. This terrified Xiao Sangmen. He forced a calm expression and sneered, "Who are you, you coward? If you have the guts, why don't you show yourself and prove your worth? Why are you acting like a thieving rat, hiding from everyone?" Before he could finish speaking, a cold laugh rang in his ears, extremely sinister. Then, he felt as if he had been stung by an insect at the "Feiyang" acupoint on his left leg. Xiao Sangmen involuntarily leaped eight or nine feet into the air, then crashed to the ground with a loud thud, sending sand and dust flying. He was limp and unable to get up.

Little Mourning lay on the ground, limbs limp. Looking up, he saw a sickly-looking man with a pale, sallow complexion, smiling and staring at him. The man's gaze felt like sharp scissors, and even Little Mourning, usually ruthless, felt a chill run down his spine. At that moment, shouts rang out from the forest, and three figures darted out with lightning speed and incredible agility.

The three men touched the ground, their weapons outstretched, their eyes fixed intently on the strange-handed scholar, Xie Yunyue. The three men recognized Xie Yunyue as the Three Birds of Longxi. Bi Lu, with his goatee, shouted, "Friend, you…" Xie Yunyue smiled and waved his hand to stop Bi Lu.

Bi Lu immediately stopped speaking, staring at Xie Yunyue in astonishment. Xie Yunyue moved swiftly, his right foot striking Little Mourning's Adam's apple. A half-scream of agony followed, and blood gushed from Little Mourning's seven orifices as he died. The three birds from Longxi immediately paled, their bodies moving swiftly as they unleashed three bursts of light from their weapons, attacking Xie Yunyue. Xie Yunyue gently waved his left palm, and the three birds from Longxi instantly felt a surge of energy crashing into their chests, losing their footing and staggering back three steps.

The three birds were shocked. Xie Yunyue smiled and said, "My three friends from Longxi, it's been a short separation since we parted at Longmen. How could you not recognize me?"

The three birds looked at each other in surprise. Bi Lu recognized the accent and suddenly remembered who it was. He was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Are you Young Hero Yan? Why have you changed your appearance? If I hadn't recognized your accent, I would have almost offended my benefactor."

It turned out that the three birds from Longxi had almost been killed by Ren Qigu's "Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies" at Yunwu Manor. If it weren't for Xie Yunyue's rescue, they would have been doomed. Therefore, they were grateful to Xie Yunyue. Later, Ren Qigu and the Four Eccentrics of Longmen were determined to chase Xie Yunyue and abandoned them. The three birds ran to the treasure vault of Yunwu Manor, took out a box of gold beads, and went straight back to Longxi.

At this moment, Xie Yunyue smiled and said, "I disguised myself for the sake of convenience. Why are you three not in Longxi, but here? What is the reason?"

Bi Lu blushed and said, "This matter is a long story and cannot be explained in a few words. The master of Xin Family Manor, Jin Gou Wudi, is a friend of my master. We came here at his invitation. Now is a time of great turmoil in the martial arts world. The master of Xin Family Manor intends to fight for a place in Jiangbei and work with the leader of the Southern Beggar Clan, Hunyuan Zhi Kuai Jun, to carry out a great cause. Now many people have come to join us."

Xie Yunyue frowned and asked, "Teacher Bi, have you heard of a Qiankun Hand named Lei Xiaotian?" Bi Lu was taken aback and shook his head to indicate that he did not know.

At this moment, Miss He walked gracefully towards the young man, bowed to Xie Yunyue, and whispered, "Thank you for your help, hero. Hero Lei was captured by Hunyuan Zhi Kuai Jun the other day and imprisoned in the water dungeon." "She paused, her cheeks flushed, and pointed to the young man beside her, saying, "This is Wang Shiyao, a disciple of the valiant Cui, the master of Aijialan. When Master Lei was captured, Master Cui advised the manor lord not to be his enemy. A disagreement arose, and he turned against Master Lei. Master Cui was also injured by Kuai Jun's palm and imprisoned with Lei Xiaotian."

Xie Yunyue nodded upon hearing this, pondered for a moment, and then turned to the three birds, asking, "What kind of person is Xin Meng?"

Luo Xie replied, "Xin Meng is a man of deep wisdom and cunning, planning carefully before acting. He often uses others to carry out his tasks, hence his bad reputation is not widespread. Young Master Yan is likely an enemy of Xin Manor, not a friend. The three of us will immediately return to Longxi to avoid being implicated."

Xie Yunyue laughed loudly, "The three of you have made a wise choice, worthy of respect and admiration. If I ever come to Longxi, I will certainly pay my respects to you."

Luo Hong hurriedly said, "Of course, we await your arrival." "Having said that, the three birds simultaneously clasped their hands in a bow, their figures instantly disappearing into the forest with the swiftness of birds in flight.

Xie Yunyue was about to ask Miss He and Wang Shiyao a question when a gentle breeze suddenly arose, and two people landed abruptly in front of him. It was the hermit Hu Gang and his beloved daughter Hu Ruolan who gracefully landed. Hermit Hu Gang stroked his beard and smiled, while Hu Ruolan's eyes were filled with resentment. Xie Yunyue clasped his hands and smiled, "Senior Hu, how did you know that I was here?"

Hermit Hu Gang chuckled and said, "As soon as you left Yanjing, my daughter and I followed you closely. We were able to witness your extraordinary skills firsthand at the small temple on the outskirts of Wuqing County."

Xie Yunyue couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "So it turns out that the Red Flag Gang bandits in the temple were all eliminated with the help of you, senior and young lady. I thank you very much." "He bowed deeply, causing Hu Ruolan to giggle incessantly, her expression extremely charming.

Hu Gang, the Hermit of One Yuan, shook his head and smiled, saying, 'This old man rarely commits murder; this was all the girl's doing. You two are both ruthless, your hands stained with blood; I'm afraid you'll find it difficult to clean up your mess later, your sins too heavy to undo.' Realizing his tone was too harsh, he changed the subject, saying, 'My daughter and I encountered the Two Stranger of Qin on our journey, and teased and tricked them many times, which took a long time. We chased them to the Yuansheng Escort Agency in Jinan, only to hear that you had gone to Mount Tai to search for the Crane Saliva Grass. Therefore, my daughter and I only arrived two days later, and unexpectedly, we met again.'
Xie Yunyue hurriedly asked, 'Senior, you must have seen my father-in-law. How is his illness? Could you please tell me?'"

Hu Gang, the hermit of Yiyuan, said, “Your father-in-law Zhou Weicheng and Teacher Gao’s poisoning has not yet worsened. Hero Zhao Kangjiu has also returned from Mount Tai, empty-handed and full of sorrow. When my daughter and I arrived at the escort agency, the old man with the gray beard and his men were about to rob the goods and return them, saying that my brother had died in Mount Tai. At that time, Hero Zhao was furious and killed the old man with the gray beard and his men with his flying sword. He was about to rush to Mount Tai, but after my repeated persuasion, I said that my brother was not destined to die young, and my daughter and I could go to Mount Tai in his place. In Xin Village, we caught a glimpse of my brother disguised and disappearing into the forest, so we found out that my brother was here. I just don’t know if he has obtained the Crane Saliva Grass yet?”

Xie Yunyue was moved and laughed, “Then I must hurry back to Jinan. My good friends Qiankun Shoulei Xiaotian and Ai Jialan Cui Jian are imprisoned in Xin Village. I hope that you, senior, can help rescue them. I will return here by tomorrow night at the latest.” He then introduced Wang Shiyao and Miss He to Hu Gang.

Hu Gang laughed, "I know all of this, but it's not easy to rescue them right now. Brother, do you know that Xin Meng, the Invincible Golden Hook, is a direct disciple of the Four Demons of Gaoligong Mountain? Currently, not only are the Four Demons of Gaoligong Mountain and the Two Monsters of Qinzhong trapped in Xin Village, but many other demonic masters are also there. However, man proposes, God disposes. My daughter and I will do our best. Brother, you should go to Jinan quickly. We will definitely be waiting for you here tomorrow."

When Hu Ruolan heard that Xie Yunyue was leaving, she couldn't help but pout and said coquettishly, "Why are you leaving after only three sentences? This won't do."

Xie Yunyue couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. He had originally wanted to avoid them so that his love affair wouldn't be allowed to continue, but his fate was sealed by the demonic star, and it was unavoidable. He was extremely intelligent. Having figured out why Master Yiyuan and Hu Gang had been relentlessly pursuing him, the man sighed inwardly. He glanced at Hu Ruolan, noticing her starry eyes filled with melancholy and reluctance to part. The eyes are the windows to the soul, revealing a person's thoughts, feelings, goodness, and beauty. His expression hardened, and he smiled, saying, "Miss, though I am a martial artist, I know a gentleman's word is his bond. I will certainly arrive by tomorrow night and keep my promise." He then said to Miss He and Wang Shiyao, "Since you two cannot return to Xinzhuang for the time being, why not stay with Elder Hu? He will look after you in any way. Once Master Lei has rescued you, you can decide your next move." With that, he moved with lightning speed, disappearing in an instant.

Leaving aside Master Yiyuan and Hu Gang for now, let's turn to Xie Yunyue, who was rushing along, his heart filled with confusion and anxiety. He covered the twenty li in less than half an hour. As the sun shone brightly in the west, Xie Yunyue stepped into Jinan city. The melodious chimes of the Thousand Buddha Bells from Thousand Buddha Mountain echoed in his ears, and the magnificent scenery of Daming Lake unfolded before his eyes. A vast expanse of emerald water stretched to the horizon,

with verdant hills rising majestically. At this moment, Xie Yunyue had no time to appreciate the scenery; he rushed towards Yuansheng Escort Agency, drawing curious glances from passersby. He paid no heed, and upon entering the agency, he saw Zhao Kangjiu walking slowly towards him, looking dejected. Xie Yunyue immediately stopped, bowing and calling out, "Father-in-law."

Zhao Kangjiu was startled, then his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his face broke into a smile. "Is this my son-in-law? Have you found the Crane Saliva Grass?" he asked

. Xie Yunyue smiled and replied, "I was fortunate enough to obtain it." The two men then rushed inside.

Zhou Weicheng and Gao Zilong, looking even thinner and more listless, weakly opened their eyes and nodded upon seeing Xie Yunyue. Xie Yunyue took out the Crane Saliva Grass and began to treat the two elders. Although the poison had been neutralized, their true energy was severely depleted due to the prolonged illness. Xie Yunyue spared no effort, using the "Bodhi Palm Leaf Zen Technique" to circulate his own true energy.

As dusk settled and the twilight deepened, Zhou Weicheng and Gao Zilong were suddenly fully recovered. Xie Yunyue, pale-faced, went to a side room to meditate and restore his energy. While Xie Yunyue was treating the two elders, his colleagues and friends from the escort agency gathered outside, all wanting to catch a glimpse of Xie Yunyue's prowess. Zhao Kangjiu persuaded them to disperse, saying that he would meet them at the banquet that evening.

None of them knew that Xie Yunyue was the once-famous, martial arts-shaking Yu Yun, the eccentric scholar. They only knew that Xie Yunyue possessed astonishing martial arts skills; otherwise, the clamor would have been even greater, with everyone vying to see him. In the main hall of Yuansheng Escort Agency, a grand banquet was in full swing, with bright lights and candles. Heads bobbed and laughter filled the six large tables. A moment later, a radiant young man with striking features, resembling Zidu, emerged from behind a screen in the hall. Smiling and bowing respectfully, he exuded an air of refined elegance and extraordinary talent.

Instantly, the hall fell silent. Zhao Kangjiu, the swordsman from Zhongzhou, stood up and loudly introduced Xie Yunyue to the assembled guests. During the banquet, the heroes offered toasts one after another, which Xie Yunyue handled with composure. The heroes found him approachable and amiable, without a trace of arrogance, and were filled with admiration. The banquet continued until the third watch of the night, when the moon shone brightly in the sky before finally concluding in high spirits.

Xie Yunyue then followed Zhao Kangjiu and the others to an inner room, where they discussed the matter of the Qiankun Hand Grenade Xiaotian. They explained that the next day they would go to Xinzhuang to subdue Kuai Jun, the Hunyuan Finger, to prevent the Beggars' Sect from fighting amongst themselves. He then advised the two elders, Zhao and Kang, to leave Jinan the next morning and head straight to the pasture north of the village. Once their affairs in Xinzhuang were settled, they would then proceed to the pasture. The two elders, Zhao and Kang, thought this made sense. At their advanced age, why bother competing for fame and fortune in the martial arts world? Wouldn't it be better to enjoy their remaining years in the countryside, or perhaps roam freely

amidst the misty mountains? Thus, they readily agreed. Gao Zilong of the Yuansheng Escort Agency laughed, "Xin Meng, the Invincible Golden Hook, has always kept to himself and is well-liked on the ground. I met him once a few years ago; he was very attentive, but I always found him somewhat hypocritical and annoying. Who knew he was a direct disciple of the Four Demons of Gaoligong Mountain?"

Xie Yunyue asked in surprise, "Xin Meng carries the title of Invincible Golden Hook; doesn't anyone come to Xinzhuang to challenge him?"

Gao Zilong suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "That's the strange thing! Ten years ago, I heard some people went to Xinzhuang to challenge him, but he humbly and firmly refused. That way, a fight couldn't be arranged. After that..." "I've never heard of such a thing before. It's truly rare for a martial arts master to possess such a prestigious title and such a magnanimous and generous nature. Now that you're mentioning it, my brother, it makes Xin Meng's usual behavior highly suspicious."

Xie Yunyue said with a smile, "No matter how cleverly someone tries to fake something, there will always be flaws."

Zhou Weicheng, who was usually taciturn, suddenly remembered something and asked Xie Yunyue, "My dear son-in-law, how does the daughter of Master Yiyuan Hu Gang feel about you?" Xie Yunyue immediately blushed, knowing that Master Yiyuan Hu Gang must have said something to them. He was so anxious that he could only mumble and couldn't speak.

Zhao Kangjiu gazed at Xie Yunyue's face for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master Hu Gang is notoriously difficult to deal with. What are your feelings for Miss Hu? Just tell me."

Xie Yunyue blushed even more, stammering, "There's nothing between us."

Zhou Weicheng, seeing this, couldn't bear it and stroked his beard, smiling, "Actually, it's nothing. Let's resolve this slowly." The "we" he used referred to Zhao Kangjiu.

Xie Yunyue wanted to know the truth, but hesitated for a long time before asking, "Father-in-law, what's wrong?"

Zhou Weicheng glanced at Zhao Kangjiu before turning to smile, "Miss Hu is deeply in love with you. We won't interfere." Xie Yunyue blushed, speechless, inwardly grateful to his two fathers-in-law. Zhou Weicheng suddenly changed the subject, asking about Xie Yunyue's experience obtaining the crane-saliva herb. Xie Yunyue recounted the details, leaving everyone deeply moved.

Zhao Kangjiu laughed, "If it weren't for the help of Master Hu Gang and his daughter, the Cangxu evil gang would probably have been hard-pressed to be captured so quickly." Then, his expression turned serious, and he said, "We are already old, and from now on, the evil gang will not make things difficult for us. However, my dear son-in-law, you must be careful. They mistake you and the Strange-Handed Scholar Yu Yun for being from the same school because their methods are roughly the same. In reality, this is just a misconception. In short, you must be wary of being ambushed." Xie Yunyue obediently agreed.

The drum had struck four times, and everyone went to bed after their entertainment. Xie Yunyue spent the night tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He thought about the past year spent wandering the martial world. Although his experience had increased, the emptiness in his heart remained unfilled. Was it the lack of family, or the turmoil of love? He couldn't be sure, and a nameless melancholy welled up within him. He then thought of the endless killings and robberies in the martial world, and couldn't help but sigh. Nowadays, the world is in a state of decadence, and human desires run rampant. There is much greed, fraud, robbery, lust, rape, and murder in the world, all because of the influence of the word "desire." It is difficult to truly achieve "no desire," and only those with great wisdom and sages can do so. As he was lost in thought, the rooster crowed, and dawn broke. He got up, put on his clothes, and washed. Zhao Kangjiu, Zhou Weicheng, and the people from the escort agency had also gotten up.

After breakfast, four strong mules were harnessed to a luxurious mule cart, followed by eight of Zhao Kangjiu's capable assistants, all looking energetic. With a resounding "Yangguan Sandie" (a type of folk song), Zhao Zhou and the other elders rode off like the wind. Xie Yunyue then bid farewell to Gao Zilong, the chief镖头 (bodyguard) of Yuansheng Escort Agency, and the others, strolling leisurely out of the South Gate. The day was shrouded in dark fog and howling winds, with sandstorms raging along the way, a stark contrast to the sunny and breezy day before. The withered trees by the roadside showed no signs of spring, not even sprouting new buds; their bark remained bared, swaying wildly.

Xie Yunyue quickened his pace, and in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he was already five or seven li from the South Gate. Suddenly, he heard a faint rustling of clothes behind him, carrying a faint, delicate fragrance. Being astute as he was, he knew someone was following him. Without flinching, he took a few quick steps, then suddenly spun around, unleashing a palm strike using the "Maitreya Divine Skill" technique, instantly releasing an invisible gust of wind into his palm.

To his surprise, upon turning around and seeing the newcomer, he was terrified and hastily withdrew his palm strike. Even so, the force of the strike was astonishing; the person was thrown back two zhang by the force, then swiftly appeared before Xie Yunyue. Xie Yunyue, his face flushed, said, "Miss, what brings you here? Where is your father?"

The person was none other than Hu Ruolan, the beloved daughter of the hermit Hu Gang. Today, she wore a pale yellow dress and light makeup, which made her bright eyes and white teeth appear even more striking, her beauty as delicate as a flower. At this moment, her expression was one of slight pouting, a hint of anger in her eyes, and her clear, bright eyes, filled with a touch of rage, were fixed intently on Xie Yunyue's face.
The situation was incredibly awkward. Xie Yunyue, seeing her silent, blushed deeply and bowed deeply, saying, "Miss, I truly didn't know you were following me. Otherwise, even with the greatest courage, I wouldn't have dared to act rashly."

Hu Gu sneered, "If I were Sister Zhao Lianzhu or Sister Zhou Yue'e, you wouldn't be so arrogant."

Xie Yunyue didn't know how to respond, his eyes wide with surprise. Hu Ruolan suddenly chuckled, pursing her lips, and said, "Seeing your face like this, I was just teasing you." Extremely charming, Hu Ruolan laughed, "Last night at midnight, I went to the escort agency. Hmph, if it weren't for you, you'd all be in the underworld by now." Xie

Yunyue asked in surprise, "Why is that?"

She said, "Last night, the Red Flag Gang sent over twenty bandits, intending to drug you with a vile incense, but I killed them one by one and threw them into Daming Lake to feed the fish."

Xie Yunyue smiled and said, "Then I thank you for saving my life, young lady."

The young lady giggled and said, "Wait a minute to thank me. My father found out where Master Lei was imprisoned, but there are many skilled fighters in the manor. After killing three, my father was afraid of alerting the enemy and that Xin Meng might harm Master Lei, so he withdrew. He's waiting for you in the woods now."

Xie Yunyue hurriedly said, "Let's go now, I'm afraid your father will be anxious."

The young lady said "Okay" and took the lead, her movements extremely agile. Xie Yunyue knew the girl was competitive, so he only used seven-tenths of his strength, keeping up with the girl by a shoulder's width, and followed closely. They saw withered hills and grassy slopes, withered trees flying past them. Suddenly, three dark figures appeared from the hillside beside the road, cascading down into the center of the earthen road and standing in a line.

Xie Yunyue approached and recognized them as the Gongmen Duo and the wicked advisor Shen Shangjiu. He Shenfu, the Iron-Armed Vajra, sneered, "Truly, life is full of unexpected encounters. I never expected to run into you here again."

Xie Yunyue laughed loudly, "Lord He, why deceive yourself? If you were determined to track me down, why pretend it was just a chance meeting? What are you three trying to do by stopping me?"

He Shenfu shouted, "What are we doing? Arresting you! I knew long ago that you were the murderer in the Taiyuan massacre. The Gongmen Duo are incorrigible; now you can't deny it."

Xie Yunyue sneered, but before he could answer, Shen Shangjiu interjected with a sinister tone, "Last time, the clerk was deceived by you. Are you really surnamed Wu?" Xie

Yunyue's face suddenly darkened, and he said, "Shen Shangjiu, you are truly shameless! You are merely a tutor in the Third Prince's residence, yet you dare to act lawlessly in the capital's forbidden area, setting up your own court and oppressing the people. You deserve to be executed by a thousand cuts! Do you think the Xie family dares not do anything to you?" As he spoke, he gathered true energy in his arms, his killing intent surging.

At this moment, Hu Ruolan leaped forward, two strangely shaped golden swords already in her hands, and smiled, "Brother Xie, today's matter cannot be resolved with just a few words. Let me, your little sister, deal with this wicked Shen family bastard for you." Suddenly, she let out a delicate shout, her movements incredibly fast. The two golden swords transformed into more than a dozen golden snakes, surging towards Shen Shangjiu's major acupoints. This move was incredibly strange, and the sword tip emitted a profound and mysterious martial arts essence, hissing as it enveloped Shen Shangjiu's entire body.

Shen Shangjiu snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hands, Hu Ruolan was forced back several steps. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shen Shangjiu soared into the sky like a crane, then landed abruptly. In his hand appeared a gleaming steel folding fan, and he laughed loudly, "Little girl, do you know who I, Shen Shangjiu, am? How could you possibly withstand my mere speck of light? Now, with just a folding fan, I will make you, the Golden Sword, make your move within ten moves."

As the girl made her move, Xie Yunyue was greatly worried. He knew that his esteemed advisor, Shen Shangjiu, came from the Northern Tianshan Mountains, had a deep lineage with his sect, and possessed sublime martial arts. Even his "Maitreya Divine Skill" was something Hu Ruolan could not match. He was worried about the girl's safety and also feared that the two heroes of the Gongmen would suddenly attack him. He was extremely uneasy. Although he himself had been careless, he was worried about the young lady being injured, and how he would explain this to Master Yiyuan.

He saw that the two heroes of the palace gate had already moved to either side not far away, their eyes watching him intently. Xie Yunyue smiled slightly, and then, seeing the young lady being forced back by Shen Shangjiu's palm force, he was overjoyed. He recognized that Shen Shangjiu was using the "Maitreya Divine Skill" Zhenzi Technique, which was extremely skillful. He had originally thought that the young lady would definitely be knocked away, and even if she didn't die, she would be injured. However, the Yiyuan True Qi emitted by the young lady's two golden swords was able to resist this incomparably fierce "Maitreya Divine Skill". It was clear that "Yiyuan True Qi" could contend with "Maitreya Divine Skill" without any advantage or disadvantage. It was just that the young lady's skill was slightly inferior.

At this moment, Miss Hu's face hardened with frost, and she retorted, "I don't care who you are! Whoever I don't like, I'll take their life!"

The wicked advisor laughed wildly, "You little girl are too arrogant!" With that, he swung his right hand, and with a "snap," the folding fan opened, a full two and a half feet in diameter. The fan ribs were forged from the cold iron of the sea heart, gleaming brightly. Most dangerously, the fan ribs extended half an inch beyond the fan tip, with sharp edges and barbs, which could be used to strike acupoints. It was specifically designed to counter external qi cultivation techniques. The fan surface was pure yellow, shimmering with golden light, woven from the silk of a thousand-year-old poisonous spider from Tianshan. The sharp blades contained poison; once it touched a person, it would immediately cause intense itching, swelling, festering, and bone-corroding—extremely potent.

Before Shen Shangjiu could finish speaking, the folding fan snapped shut, then suddenly slammed down, arcing upwards from the right, striking the girl's right rib. The fan surface then whooshed open, unleashing a gust of wind that shot straight towards the girl's chest. This move was swift as lightning, utterly unpredictable and incredibly powerful. Seeing the suffocating force of Shen Shangjiu's fan, Hu Ruolan knew its power. She circled her golden sword in her right hand, feigning to meet the fan's attack, then suddenly shifted to Shen Shangjiu's right side. With a flick of her wrist, nine golden stars shone, and she thrust towards Shen Shangjiu's right shoulder.

Both were incredibly fast and their attacks were fierce. Although it was only a single move, it left the onlookers dazzled. The girl's move was extremely vicious. If Shen Shangjiu didn't abandon his fan and withdraw, his right arm would be severed by the golden sword. Even if Shen Shangjiu was incredibly fast and managed to dodge, he would lose the initiative. At that point, the girl could unleash her "One Yuan Sword Technique," encircling Shen Shangjiu and forcing him into a defensive position.

The girl was exceptionally clever. She knew that relying solely on her own strength to fight back against the wicked advisor was futile. However, because Shen Shangjiu had boasted that he could unleash his golden sword within ten moves, she could use her words to trap him once they were out of ten moves. Little did anyone know that Shen Shangjiu possessed extraordinary skills, truly beyond the reach of others. The girl's sword light reached her left shoulder, but suddenly she shifted to the left, her fan swiftly rising upwards with lightning speed.

In the blink of an eye, her right hand, wielding the golden sword, had already pierced the fan. She felt a slight softening, and the fan snapped shut with a sudden, powerful jolt. Her hand went numb, and she involuntarily released her grip, the golden sword flying from her grasp like a serpent towards the loess hill. Shen Shangjiu, having succeeded in one move, swiftly thrust her fan towards the girl's left wrist pulse. These two moves were lightning fast, giving the girl no chance to recover. Not only was the girl completely taken aback, but Xie Yunyue was also utterly astonished.

Upon first seeing Shen Shangjiu's attack, Xie Yunyue sensed his extraordinary martial arts skills, which would only empower him further and aid him in his evil deeds. He knew that if this man wasn't eliminated quickly, it would bring shame to his sect. Seeing the young woman in such dire straits, Xie Yunyue darted forward. Just as Shen Shangjiu was about to succeed, a sudden blur flashed before her eyes, a gust of wind rushed towards her face, and her right wrist felt as if it had been struck by a five-fingered steel hook, the pain excruciating. Her folding fan was snatched from her hand. Before she could even see who had attacked her, she felt as if a ten-thousand-pound steel hammer had struck her right kneecap. She could only manage a half-groan before being kicked into the air, her scream echoing through the air, a shrill and unbearable sound.

As Xie Yunyue, the eccentric scholar, streaked across the ground, the two heroes of the Palace Gate also pounced with the speed of eagles. In terms of speed, Xie Yunyue was unparalleled in the martial arts world. The moment the two heroes touched the ground, Shen Shangjiu was sent flying. By a mere fraction, he couldn't catch up, leaving the two heroes stunned. Xie Yunyue, palm facing the two heroes, coldly sneered, "I accidentally kicked your friend away, causing you both disgrace. I hope you will forgive me." At this moment, Miss Hu Ruolan glanced gratefully at Xie Yunyue, then leaped to the side towards where the golden sword had fallen.

The two heroes of the Palace Gate had already witnessed Xie Yunyue's unparalleled martial arts skills in front of the Polishing Inn in the capital. Furthermore, they had personally witnessed Yu Yun's swordsmanship, cleaving five members of the Qingfeng Gang in two with its ferocious strikes, in Jin Ke, Taiyuan. This further confirmed that the person before them must be someone disguised as Yu Yun. Their previous accusation that Xie Yunyue was the perpetrator of the Taiyuan massacre was originally a test, but

this confirmation proved true. Their shock outweighed their joy. They were confident that their powerful ally was hidden to the side, and would not reveal herself unless absolutely necessary. Who was this powerful ally? It was none other than Yin Xuanwei, the black-clad Xuan Nu, one of the two Miao demons, whose power and influence were paramount. Otherwise, how could the two heroes of the Palace Gate have dared to come so rashly? Upon hearing this, the two heroes of the palace gate blushed crimson, overwhelmed with shame and indignation. Zhan Wanxiong, the more violent of the Yin Wind Fiend Palm masters, roared, "Under the heavens, all land belongs to the king; on the shores of the rivers, all people are subjects of the king! You have killed a court official; how can you deny it? I advise you to surrender; we two will surely have some conscience!"

Xie Yunyue laughed loudly, saying, "You still have conscience? What shame or righteousness do those who betray their sect possess?" The two heroes of the palace gate... Her eyes blazed with fury, and she chuckled coldly.

Hu Ruolan had already retrieved the golden sword she had thrown from her hand.

She gave Xie Yunyue a subtle wink and said, "Brother Xie, we still have important matters to attend to. Who has the patience to waste words with them? Let's get rid of them quickly so we can get on our way." Although Xie Yunyue didn't know the meaning behind her wink, he knew there must be a reason for what she said. Without hesitation, he smiled and replied, "Alright." He snatched the cold iron folding fan from Shen Shangjiu with his right hand and suddenly struck the "Jiuwei" acupoint of the Yin Feng Sha Palm. His left hand, with five fingers as swift as a meteor, gripped the "Jingqu" acupoint on the left arm of He Shenfu, the Iron-Armed Golden Sword. This kind of simultaneous attack on two current martial arts masters, leaving himself wide open and fearless, was something only Xie Yunyue could accomplish.

Seeing Xie Yunyue's sudden attack, which was as swift as lightning, the two heroes of the palace were both surprised and terrified. They quickly retreated, escaping Xie Yunyue's surprise attack. The two heroes knew that some of the clever and fast techniques in the martial arts world were no match for him, and that it would be better to use the Shaolin's signature "Thirteen Forms of Bodhidharma" to fight him. So, as soon as they were out of Xie Yunyue's grasp, the two heroes immediately launched a fierce attack. Their giant palms created a fierce wind, and their palm shadows filled the sky. Every move was solid and well-coordinated, like a great river, endless and powerful.

Xie Yunyue, with the fortitude of someone who had faced a formidable obstacle, was determined not to let them gain the upper hand. He moved swiftly, causing their attacks to miss their mark. Seeing the two heroes of the Gongmen unleash the "Thirteen Forms of Bodhidharma," their power reaching over ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), sending sand and stones flying, their might even surpassing that of the four Shaolin monks beneath the Jade Spring Pagoda. He himself moved with lightning speed, weaving through their barrage of palm strikes. He thought to himself, "If I don't eliminate these two heroes of the Gongmen now, it will surely cause a major incident in the martial arts world." With this resolve, he suddenly struck at He Shenfu's right palm.
He Shenfu, unaware of the danger, hesitated, his palm strike slowing. But Xie Yunyue laughed heartily, his folding fan suddenly opening, and he swung it diagonally. He Shenfu, with his iron arm and golden sword, felt the fan's forceful wind pressing directly against his face. Instantly, a rush of energy surged into his senses, his blood and qi stagnating. He let out a half-groan and collapsed to the ground. In that instant, Zhan Wanxiong unleashed a flurry of palm strikes towards Xie Yunyue's chest. Xie Yunyue suddenly stumbled, his folding fan spinning rapidly with a sharp tearing sound. The fan ribs flashed across Zhan Wanxiong's abdomen, spurting blood like rain. He cried out and collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach, his expression utterly gruesome. With

the two heroes wounded and fallen, Xie Yunyue caught a glimpse of Hu Ruolan's shocked expression. A thought struck him; he suddenly felt a powerful, yet subtle, aura pressing down on him. He jolted, instantly unleashing the "Mysterious Seven Stars Steps," dodging the attack and swiftly striking upwards with his right palm. His figure shot forward two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), when a soft, sweet "howl" sounded behind him. Turning around, he saw the black-clad Xuan Nu, Yin Xuanwei, her clear, bright eyes fixed on Xie Yunyue's face, her fair skin tinged with anger.

After hearing what Hu Gang, the Hermit of One Yuan, said at the Three Old Inns in Yanjing, Xie Yunyue learned that in the past, the two demons of Miaoling roamed the world. Fortunately, their master, Qilian Yisou, came down from the mountain and used his unparalleled skills, but they still managed to escape. It can be seen that the black-clad Xuan Nu Yin Xuanwei has amazing martial arts skills. He himself is blessed with extraordinary talent and should try his skills with her. If he could eliminate her, wouldn't he be rid of a great scourge in the martial arts world? With his mind made up, Xie Yunyue immediately walked forward slowly.

Seeing him approach arrogantly and fearlessly, the black-clad Xuan Nu Yin Xuanwei smiled and said, "Don't be so arrogant about your skills. In the eyes of the Two Immortals of Miaoling, you are nothing special."

Xie Yunyue stopped less than five feet away from him and replied loudly, "Back then, Qilian Yisou showed you mercy and let you escape. You should have learned your lesson, atoned for your past mistakes, and never left the mountain again. How can you say you want to go out and poison the people again?"

Upon hearing this, the black-clad Xuan Nu's fair face turned cold, and her eyes suddenly shot out boundless killing intent. She sneered, "Who are you to Qilian Yisou? How do you know..." "Tell me about my past."

Xie Yunyue laughed heartily, "A hundred years ago, this story has been passed down through the martial arts world, everyone talking about Qilian Yisou's virtuous act. It's clear you are lewd, cruel, and vicious. Otherwise, why would the resentment still linger after a hundred years, and why are you still alive now? It's a pity I didn't witness it myself, but I can imagine your wretched state at that time. Although I am not related to Qilian Yisou, we have a deep connection. I hope you will repent as soon as possible and return to Miaoling, where you can live out your remaining years. Otherwise, disaster will follow in an instant, and you will regret it too late." His words were stern and forceful, combining persuasion and intimidation.

Hearing this, the black-clad Xuan Nu, Yin Xuanwei, was both shocked and horrified. Her eyes flickered as she thought, "This person must be a disciple of Qilian Yisou. Otherwise, as he said, he has a deep connection with Qilian Yisou. In the martial world, upon hearing the names of the Miaoling Twin Immortals, everyone is terrified and flees in terror. This person, however, is so arrogant and fearless. He must have something to rely on in martial arts. Just look at how he injured Shen Shangjiu and the Gongmen Twin Heroes—that's enough to prove it." She couldn't help but hesitate, feeling bewildered and uneasy. This was unprecedented for the Miaoling Twin Demons. Even when they fought Qilian Yisou in the past, they felt no fear. This was a classic case of "once bitten, twice shy."

Standing beneath a withered maple tree by the roadside, Hu Ruolan heard Xie Yunyue admit to having a deep connection with Qilian Yisou. A ripple of emotion stirred in her heart. She instinctively felt that Xie Yunyue's words implied his affection for her; otherwise, why would he have acted this way? From that moment on, her starry eyes remained fixed on Xie Yunyue. She found him to be handsome and dashing, and the more she looked at him, the more she loved him.

At this moment, the black-clad Xuan Nu, Yin Xuanwei, thought to herself, "How much power can he possibly have to compare himself to Qilian Yisou? Besides, my skills have improved significantly over the decades, and I am no longer the ignorant fool I once was. I have returned to the martial arts world with the intention of becoming its leader. If I am intimidated by his empty threats, I will never be able to raise my head again and regain my prestige."

The black-clad Xuan Nu's face turned fierce, and she sneered, "Since you have such a deep connection with Qilian Yisou, you must possess all his knowledge. Years ago, due to a moment of carelessness, I fell into the old devil's trap. Because I kept my promise, I would never leave my home until the old devil died. Now that the old devil has been dead for many years, this debt is yours to settle."

Xie Quyue also responded with a cold laugh, saying, "Since you are so stubborn, I have no choice but to let you be." Although he said this, he still felt a hint of apprehension when facing the unparalleled demon.

The black-clad goddess Yin Xuanwei let out a delicate laugh, her sleeves fluttering lightly as if a thousand layers of black waves were emanating from them. This was an optical illusion, caused by Yin Xuanwei's masterful cultivation of righteous energy, its strength emanating from her heart. This outpouring of righteous energy possessed a hundred different intensities, creating wave-like shapes from her sleeves, which at first glance appeared to be a thousand layers of black waves extending forth.

Xie Yunyue's mind moved with his will, his divine skill already protecting his entire body. Standing firm, he felt a gentle breeze brush against his face, carrying a wisp of exotic fragrance into his nostrils. His mind trembled violently, and he immediately realized what was happening. He forcefully held his breath, then felt the gentle breeze gradually intensify. In an instant, the force exceeded ten thousand jin, and his blood and qi surged, almost causing him to lose his footing. This was a phenomenon Xie Yunyue had never experienced before, and he was greatly surprised. He swiftly flipped his right palm to meet the approaching righteous energy, unleashing the "Bodhi Palm Palm." A crisp "pop" was heard as the energy burst forth. It was incomparably fierce.

But then, the black-clad Xuanwu Yin Xuanwei's expression suddenly changed, and she retreated two zhang like a drifting leaf. Xie Yunyue, having succeeded in his move, shot forward, his left palm suddenly unleashing the "Maitreya Divine Skill" pressing technique, while his right hand, swift as lightning, extended its five fingers and launched the "Eight Virtues Capturing Dragon," a dragon-taming ultimate move from the "Eighteen Explanations of Xuanyuan," aiming for the black-clad Xuanwu's "Tianfu" acupoint.

This "Eight Virtues Capturing Dragon" is a wondrous and ancient technique, surpassing all others. According to the "Eighteen Explanations of Xuanyuan" manual, before the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan rode a dragon to rule the heavens, he visited the Buddha in the Western Paradise. At that time, the Buddha was subduing twelve evil dragons in the Eight Virtues Pool. Xuanyuan silently memorized the Buddha's dragon-taming method and created these twelve dragon-capturing moves.

Although Yin Xuanwei was an arrogant demon, she was shocked to see Xie Yunyue's right hand fly out like lightning, sharp and mysterious, unlike anything she had ever seen before. She was so shocked that she neglected the "Five Fingers Illusionary Mountain" move in Xie Yunyue's left palm divine skill. So she immediately used the "Flying Floss Thunder" palm technique to meet the "Maitreya Divine Skill". Her eyes were fixed on Xie Yunyue's "Dragon Capturing Hand" and she sealed all the acupoints on her body in advance. She wanted to wait for Xie Yunyue to get close and then use the "Steel Cutting Iron" move to cut off the palm.

Her intentions were good, but things didn't go as planned. Yin Xuanwei unleashed her "Flying Catkins and Thunderous Strike" palm strike, its palm shadow dancing like catkins, its sound like thunder. This was a signature move of the Aoqi World, but due to her prior carelessness, she couldn't withstand Xie Yunyue's full power. Suddenly, she felt an immense pressure, heavier than Mount Tai, causing her blood and qi to surge wildly. Her "Flying Catkins and Thunderous Strike" qi instantly vanished, leaving her swaying. Xie Yunyue's right hand had already gripped her ribs.

The black-clad Xuanwei suddenly felt a numbness in her ribs, as if a thousand insects were wriggling. Her left side was weak and powerless. Not only was she unable to use her "Steel-Cutting Iron" technique, but she couldn't even concentrate her true qi, which scattered and flew away. Not only that, but when Xie Yunyue's five fingers touched her left ribs, she felt a burst of energy shooting out from his fingertips, breaking through the acupoints that were sealed by her as hard as refined steel. The horror she felt at that moment was indescribable.

The story is long, but what happened was but a fleeting moment. The Black-Clad Mystic Woman, an invincible demon, countered the "Maitreya Divine Skill" with her right palm, then thrust it to the left in retaliation, her five fingers flying towards Xie Yunyue's right arm with unparalleled speed. This move by the Black-Clad Mystic Woman was a display of her full power. Xie Yunyue loosened his grip, swiftly withdrawing his right arm, and then his left hand shot out. Taking advantage of this tiny opening, Yin Xuanwei shot backward more than ten feet, as fast as a crossbow bolt, a whirlwind of lightning.

Xie Yunyue's attack was as swift as lightning, yet Yin Xuanwei escaped his grasp. This was the first time anyone had ever escaped the ultimate move of the "Eighteen Discourses of Xuanyuan," and he truly admired the extraordinary skills of the Miao Ling twin demons. As soon as Yin Xuanwei touched the ground, she tested her inner energy and immediately felt the numbness and soreness stop. Her inner energy was once again concentrated and she could use it freely. Then, her eyes flashed with a fierce light, and she shouted, "Young man, don't be so smug. You've also been poisoned by this fairy's 'Miaoling Hundred Gu Soft Fragrance.' In three months, you'd better prepare for your funeral." As soon as she finished speaking, she flew into the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the lingering sound that reverberated in the eardrums.
Yin Xuanwei came quickly and left quickly, leaving the two heroes of the palace lying groaning by the roadside, and the evil clerk Shen Shangjiu, whose fate was unknown. At this moment, Miss Hu Ruolan had already rushed over, her eyes filled with tenderness, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xie, is what Yin Xuanwei said just now true?"

Xie Yunyue nodded silently, then laughed loudly, "Her little tricks can't scare me." He paused, his gaze falling on the two heroes of the palace, and said, "The current problem is how to get rid of them." "

Hu Ruolan giggled, "There's still a clerk on the hillside. What's the point of keeping such a wicked person alive? Let's send them on their way; that would be another act of merit for you." Without waiting for Xie Yunyue's agreement, she leaped to the grassy slope, grabbed the wicked clerk Shen Shangjiu like a chick, and tossed him to Zhan Wanxiong. She then carried He Shenfu in from a distance of four or five zhang.

Xie Yunyue remained motionless, quietly watching the girl's charmingly playful and busy expression. The girl placed the three together, clapped her hands, brushed a stray strand of hair from her temple, and looked up with a smile, "Alright, Brother Xie, please begin." Suddenly noticing Xie Yunyue staring intently at her, her face flushed, and she scolded, "What's wrong with you? Those thieving eyes are annoying; it's not like I haven't seen them before." He couldn't help but chuckle again.

Xie Yunyue smiled and walked towards the two heroes of the palace. Poor Shen Shangjiu and the other two were severely injured and had no strength left. They could only watch helplessly as Xie Yunyue approached step by step. The two heroes of the palace, in particular, had just witnessed Xie Yunyue unleash a devastating martial arts technique on Yin Xuanwei, and now regretted their overconfidence in relying on the Black-Clad Mystic Maiden as their backer, rashly pursuing her for revenge. They felt they deserved to die.

At this time, the wide, golden official road was deserted, a strange... Strangely, all because passersby saw a life-or-death struggle taking place on the official road, they avoided it like the plague, none daring to approach, all walking aside, some even turning back. A cold wind blew fiercely, withered branches and vines swirling in the air, carrying a cloud of dust that howled through the sky. The sky was overcast and gloomy, thick with sorrowful clouds, as if about to press down; all of this represented desolation and a chilling atmosphere.

Xie Yunyue stopped less than two feet away from the three of them. Zhan Wanxiong, the Yin Feng Sha Zhang, finally managed to speak, shouting loudly, "Friend, don't you think your actions are a bit too ruthless?" "

This voice was filled with pleading and fear. People always cherish their lives. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will try their best, even if it means humbling themselves. How many people in this world are so brave and fearless in the face of death? Zhan Wanxiong, the Yin Feng Sha Zhang, cried out in pain. The wound on his abdomen, which had been cut by the sharp edge of the fan, started bleeding again, gushing out bright red blood. Zhan Wanxiong clutched his stomach tightly with both hands, cold sweat pouring down his forehead like rain. The sight was too gruesome to bear. Xie Yunyue frowned. Without a sound, he stepped forward and poked Shen Shangjiu's "Qi Hai" acupoint with his finger. Shen Shangjiu's eyes rolled back and he died instantly."

It turned out that when Xie Yunyue first seized Shen Shangjiu's wrist, Xie Yunyue, resenting his abuse of power in the capital and his disgrace to his sect, used a technique to sever his pulse. Shen Shangjiu instantly lost all his power, and was then kicked with a force exceeding a thousand pounds, flying down a grassy slope. His heart meridian was almost disrupted, but he managed to hold onto his last bit of internal energy, thus surviving, though the pain was worse than death – a fitting retribution for his heinous act.

While retrieving the sword, Hu Ruolan witnessed the black-clad Xuan Nu, Yin Xuanwei, moving with incredible agility, rushing to Shen Shangjiu's side to examine his injuries. However, due to the severity of the injuries, Yin Xuanwei was helpless. Taking advantage of Yin Xuanwei's inattention, the young woman darted back to Xie Yunyue's vicinity. The young woman was incredibly intelligent; observing his clothes and appearance, she recognized him as Yin Xuanwei, one of the two demons of Miaoling.

Now, after Xie Yunyue pointed out the deadly depths of the Nine Heavens, he was about to attack the two heroes of the palace gate when, just as he slightly covered his face, He Shenfu, the Iron-Armed Golden Sword, endured the pain and whispered, "Is your surname Xie?"

Xie Yunyue was taken aback upon hearing this, and slowly lowered his hand, saying, "Young Master's surname is indeed Xie. Miss Hu just called him Ming. Why do you ask?"

He Shenfu opened his eyes, carefully examining Xie Yunyue, a slight smile appearing on his pale face, and said, "Then Young Hero Xie must have been a famous figure back then ..." "Zhen He Su, the son of Xie Wen, the infamous and fearsome judge of the Soul Chaser."

Xie Yunyue was even more astonished and shouted sharply, "How do you know? Speak quickly."

He Shenfu said weakly, "I feel my true energy is insufficient. If you, young hero, can help me maintain my true energy, I can recount in detail the ambush on your father at Dongting Lake and the past events between you and you, and point out who your true enemy is. What do you say?" Xie Yunyue was overjoyed upon hearing this and glanced around at Hu Ruolan standing behind him. He saw that she also had a very surprised look in her eyes.

Xie Yunyue quickly turned his face away and replied, "Okay." He then tapped three fingers on He Shenfu's chest, stopped the bleeding with Zhan Wanxiong, and said with a smile, "This is a broad road, not a place to linger. Let's talk in detail on the hill to the left of the road." As he spoke, he grabbed Shen Shangjiu's corpse, turned back to Hu Ruolan and said, "Miss, I am deeply concerned about my father's death, so I will have to trouble your father to wait a while." Before he finished speaking, without any visible movement, he had already soared through the air at an incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, he had landed on a hill several dozen feet away.

The girl followed, and they stood together on the earthen mound, a beautiful couple, their clothes fluttering, looking like immortals. The two heroes of the officialdom supported each other, staggering up the grassy slope. It was almost noon, but the sky had become gloomy, bare branches danced in the air, and a strong wind swirled snow. At this time, people and horses gradually moved along the official road, their whips cracking in the air, swaying far in the wind.

Just an arrow's throw away from the side of the official road, in a hollow of a hill, Xie Yunyue, Hu Ruolan, and the two heroes of the officialdom sat under several evergreen trees. Hu Ruolan held a withered branch, seemingly casually playing with the thin stream flowing at her feet, while Xie Yunyue listened intently. Zhan Wanxiong, the Yin Feng Sha Zhang, leaned against a tree trunk, closing his eyes to heal his injuries.

He Shenfu, the Iron-Armed Golden Sword, glanced at Xie Yunyue again and said, "Just now, when the Black-Clad Mystic Woman Yin Xuanwei left, she said that young hero had been poisoned by her 'Hundred Gu Soft Fragrance,' is that true?"

Xie Yunyue knew that his words must indicate the potency of the "Hundred Gu Soft Fragrance," and nodded in reply, "At the beginning of the attack, I smelled a strange fragrance emanating from her sleeve. I only inhaled a little, and I immediately became alert and held my breath. I believe there was no serious harm." He

Shenfu looked alarmed and shook his head, saying, "Not even a trace can be inhaled. Her 'Hundred Gu Soft Fragrance' is extremely powerful. Once a person is affected, after twelve hours, that little fragrance will transform into countless Gu worms in the body, sucking away one's essence and blood. After three months, the essence and blood will be depleted, and death will occur. No medicine can cure it except for Yin Xuanwei's unique antidote."

Upon hearing this, Hu Ruolan became very anxious and asked, "Besides her unique antidote, is there no other way to cure it?" He Shenfu thought for a moment and said, "

There is another method, but this method requires superb internal strength. With Young Hero Xie's unparalleled martial arts, it should not be difficult. You can use the 'Searching Palaces and Passing Acupoints' method to force your qi and blood to flow through the 'Triple Burner' acupoint, and use your own Samadhi True Fire to refine the poison. After seven days, you will be fine. It would be best to obtain the Black-Clad Mystic Maiden's unique antidote."

Xie Yunyue only smiled and remained silent. Seeing that he was not anxious at all, Hu Ruolan opened her clear, watery eyes and scolded, "You really are something. Aren't you worried about your life?"

Xie Yunyue's smile widened, and he laughed loudly, "What's the use of being anxious? Unless we can find Yin Xuanwei now, it's better to be calm and use the 'Searching Palaces and Passing Acupoints' method to heal myself as Teacher He said." He Shenfu was deeply impressed by Xie Yunyue's heroic spirit and hurriedly said, "
Yin Xuanwei is currently at Baotu Spring in the South Gate of Jinan, inside the Eying Temple. The person who looks at the temple was once his disciple..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hu Ruolan pulled Xie Yunyue's arm and said happily, "Brother Xie, let's go find her right now."

Xie Yunyue smiled and said, "Don't rush, I still need to ask Teachers He Zhan about the ambush on my father's shore at Dongting Lake back then." "

Iron Arm Golden Sword He Shenfu's face immediately darkened. He looked at the gray sky and sighed, saying, "Back when Brother Zhan and I had not betrayed Shaolin, we were close friends with your father. Your father had done us a great favor. Afterwards, we fled to the borderlands. Because we had different paths, we could not work together. Even when we met by chance, we would only exchange a few words and then part ways. Several years later, to avoid being captured by Shaolin, we joined the palace and were ordered to secretly monitor the movements of the martial arts world. We heard that your father was too ruthless. Regardless of whether he was good or evil, if anyone made a mistake, he would either kill them or cripple their martial arts. This aroused the public anger of both the righteous and the evil, who were plotting to kill your father." "After pausing, Xie Yunyue's eyes were slightly red, and his face was full of grief and indignation. I felt very sorry for him. I continued, "This matter has been brewing in the martial arts world for a long time. However, because your father's whereabouts are uncertain and he is good at disguise, we have missed him many times. However, your father is still in the dark." "

We, He and Xie Shenfu, had long wanted to warn your father about our past kindness, but since he had no fixed abode, we couldn't do as he wished. So we told our conspirators that we were also involved. By doing so, we relied on the power of the government. They would have to notify us before they made any moves. This was supposed to be a 'cutting off the firewood from under the beam' plan. If they found out where your father was, I would immediately travel there to inform him. But your father never showed his face in the martial world again and suddenly disappeared. I was secretly delighted..." At this point, He Shenfu looked at Xie Yunyue with a sad expression in his eyes and continued, "Who would have thought that your father had hidden in a fishing village on the banks of the Jialing River, had married and had children, but Jiu Shensuo discovered this from afar and took advantage of the moment when your father was carrying the young hero out to kill your mother." At this point ,

Xie Yunyue couldn't hold back his tears, which streamed down his face like a broken string. Hu Ruolan felt a pang of sorrow in her heart, thinking, "His situation is even more pitiful than mine. No wonder he acts so ruthlessly and cruelly. It turns out he suffered a tragic orphanhood in his childhood, and his grief and anger have nowhere to be vented." She couldn't help but place a soft hand on Xie Yunyue's shoulder, her sympathy evident in her eyes.

He Shenfu continued, "At that time, He and I were on official business in Chengdu and couldn't leave. On the third day, when we rushed to the banks of the Jialing River, your father had already abandoned his family and fled to seek revenge. We had no choice but to return dejectedly. After that, your father's whereabouts became even more elusive..."

Suddenly, Xie Yunyue's bright eyes flashed with a divine light, and he asked, "Does this Lingxiaozi also have a grudge against my late father?" Iron Arm Golden Sword He Shenfu gave a bitter smile and said, "

In the martial world, right and wrong are hard to define. Often, for a trivial matter, robbery, murder, revenge, and endless entanglements can occur. Back then, there was a disciple of the Huashan Sect named Fen Hudie Li Haobo, who was lewd and promiscuous and committed all kinds of evil. He cut off both of your father's arms and severed his yin meridians. He fled back to Huashan, vomited blood, and died. Although your father's punishment was excessive, he had brought this upon himself and acted unjustly. If Ling Xiaozi were to examine his own conscience, he would know the truth. Yet, he still had the poisonous intention to eliminate your father." Xie Yunyue snorted, sowing the seeds of his future calamity as he slaughtered heroes at Furong Peak of Mount Hua.

He Shenfu, witnessing the boundless killing intent in Xie Yunyue's eyes, felt a chill run down his spine and sighed inwardly. He continued, "After receiving the letter from Mount Hua, we took leave and rode two swift steeds, traveling day and night to Mount Hua. Upon arrival, we found over ninety people from both righteous and evil factions, relentlessly pursuing your father. Because of his elusive nature, we chased him all the way to the shores of Dongting Lake before finally surrounding him. Over seventy people were stationed along various paths, remaining hidden for the time being. To prevent your father from escaping, Ling Bizi, the Emei Sect Leader Jin Ding Shangren, the Snow Mountain Demon, and the two of us led sixteen people in a Four Symbols Formation to intercept him. I intend to provoke your father into joining us..." They rushed off, but that day, your father, contrary to his usual wisdom and composure, seemed to be insane, and tried to escape in three different directions. Those who tried to intercept him were all renowned martial arts masters in the past. Although your father's martial arts were superb, he could not defeat them. As dawn approached, your father, suffering from multiple palm wounds, gradually became weak. Seeing that the situation was not good, He and Brother Zhan launched a flying attack, secretly pointing out the escape route. Seeing that your father had escaped far away, Ling Xiaozi and the others were still relentlessly pursuing him. He and his companion used a feint attack, and finally your father escaped safely. He said that your father was seriously injured and would not be able to escape more than a hundred miles away. However, the people on Golden Peak were still not at ease. They spent a month searching in Jiangxi and Hunan, and finally found the remains of an old man and a young boy in Wugong Mountain before returning to the mountain.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yunyue's eyes turned red, and he remained deeply saddened for a long time before finally saying, "Back then, my late father was spared by both of you, and he would surely be grateful even in the afterlife. May I ask, Lord He, besides Ling Xiaozi, the Golden Peak Master, and the Snow Mountain Demon, who else ambushed my father that time? Please tell me." Iron

-Armed Golden Sword He Shenfu was shocked, thinking, "This man has such a strong killing intent. It seems I have no choice but to tell him everything." Just as he was about to answer, Zhan Wanxiong, the Yin Wind Fiend Palm, suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, saying, "I have something inappropriate to say. If you don't mind, young hero, I can speak freely."

Xie Yunyue laughed loudly and said, "Lord Zhan, I will listen attentively. There is no reason for me to mind, especially since you saved my life. I should respectfully listen to your teachings." Zhan Wanxiong smiled slightly, his brows still furrowed, likely because the pain from his abdominal wound hadn't completely subsided. He said, "

Brother He and I, being lay disciples of Shaolin, have been taught the way of forgiveness since childhood. The Buddhist path is vast, and there is no one in the world who cannot be saved. I know you, young hero, will secretly laugh at me for betraying my sect and saying I'm unworthy to speak such words. However, the reason for our separation is something we cannot say. Only your father knows the details. If he hadn't known our difficulties, given his nature of hating evil, how could he have offered assistance? Comparing my situation to others shows that in the martial arts world, some are born evil and act perversely, while others are forced into it by grudges. Often, they do the same thing, but their motivations differ, so they cannot be generalized. I advise you, young hero, that seeking revenge only brings suffering, and resentment will bring disaster to your children and grandchildren. I am a rough man, but I remember a saying: only punish the ringleader, not the followers." "Given your young hero's innate wisdom and talent, and your pure and benevolent character, you will not dare to speak recklessly for my sake."

Xie Yunyue was unexpectedly moved by Zhan Wanxiong's balanced assessment of Yin Feng Sha Zhang's words. He immediately said with conviction, "What Lord Zhan says is insightful and to the point. How could I not follow it? I'll just find the three of them." With that, he smiled slightly.

He Shenfu and Zhan Wanxiong, seeing that Xie Yunyue's words and demeanor were beyond the reach of ordinary people, were secretly impressed. Zhan Wanxiong said, "Young hero, you are indeed a dragon among men. No wonder you are famous throughout the martial arts world. Hero Xie can rest in peace with a smile in the afterlife. I must return to the capital now. We'll meet again later." As he spoke, he struggled to straighten his body, his face showing pain.

Xie Yunyue took out two "Eternal Spring Pills" and gave them to He Zhan and his companion, saying with a smile, "Please take these, and your injuries will be cured. However, once you return to the capital, how will you handle the aftermath of the Taiyuan massacre?"

He Zhan and his companion took the "Eternal Spring Pills," swallowed them, and circulated their qi for a week. Not only did their pain stop immediately, but they also felt refreshed. He Shenfu said solemnly, "Minister Li is a disciple of Prime Minister He. This matter should not be resolved peacefully. We two are willing to take the blame and try to cover it up, but in the long run, it will be forgotten."

Xie Yunyue smiled and took out a Qianlong jade pendant from his bosom. The pendant shimmered with light. Upon seeing the pendant, He Zhan and his companion's expressions changed drastically, and they couldn't help but bend their knees to kneel down.

Xie Yunyue smiled and stopped him, saying, "You two needn't do that. Please return to the capital and inform Prime Minister He

in person. Just say that Vice Minister Li's crimes are numerous and his Emperor has ordered his execution on the spot. I'm sure Prime Minister He wouldn't dare to question the Emperor directly." He Shenfu bowed slightly, his expression extremely respectful, and said, "Since you have this jade pendant, it's as if it were an imperial edict. Everything will be resolved easily. We'll take our leave now. Young hero and young lady, please take care." After saying this, he and Zhan Wanxiong bowed to each other and turned to stride away.

Xie Yunyue looked up at the sky, the cold wind whipping his clothes, and reminisced about the past, feeling a deep sense of melancholy. Hu Ruolan gently shook his shoulder and said sweetly, "Brother Xie, we already know our enemy. We must devise a plan gradually and not rush things. Why don't you use your internal energy to burn away the Gu poison?"

Xie Yunyue said, "Oh, I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it, Miss." He looked around and saw a cave in the distance, so he said to Hu Ruolan, "Miss, there's a cave over there. Let's go."
The two arrived at the cave, and Xie Yunyue couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "So this is where hunters used to live. It's so clean, and it has everything."

Xie Yunyue immediately sat down cross-legged and used the "Bodhi Palm Leaf Chan Gong" to secretly heal the Gu poison. The "Bodhi Palm Leaf Chan Gong" was a Buddhist secret technique, indestructible and capable of expelling any poison. Xie Yunyue had only absorbed a small amount of "Hundred Gu Soft Fragrance," which was instantly burned away by the Samadhi True Fire within his body. If it weren't for the two heroes of the palace saying a few words, he wouldn't have gone to the black-clad Xuan Nu Yin Xuanwei to force her to give him the antidote. But it was also Yin Xuanwei's fate that led him to this. Seeing Xie Yunyue meditating, his handsome face flushed and pale, even the most beautiful woman couldn't compare, and Hu Ruolan was filled with admiration.

After a long while, Xie Yunyue opened his eyes, about to speak, when Hu Ruolan threw herself into his arms: "Brother Yun..."

Xie Yunyue exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Hu..."

Hu Ruolan said coquettishly, "I've already called you brother, and you still call me 'Miss'?"

Xie Yunyue sighed, "Ruolan, you know my situation..."

Hu Ruolan said sweetly, "I know, but I don't care, Brother Yun, please don't send me away. After tracking me for so long, are you really unmoved?"

Xie Yunyue said, "Humans aren't plants or trees... " "Who can be heartless, but..."

Hu Ruolan said coquettishly, "What are you afraid of? Your two fathers-in-law have agreed, and I will ask my sisters to take me in. Why won't you agree?"

Xie Yunyue sighed, "You won't regret it?"

Hu Ruolan said coquettishly, "I will never regret it, Brother Yun. Let me give myself to you." After saying that, she began to remove her clothes, quickly stripping off her undergarments, silk underwear, and bodice, revealing a flawless body to Xie Yunyue.

Hu Ruolan's body was smooth and delicate, without a single blemish. Her skin was like snow, and her curves were soft and alluring. Her breasts were white and firm, full and elastic. Her buttocks were round and full, and her two slender thighs were wrapped around her high and plump vulva. Fine, curly pubic hair was scattered around her vulva.

What could Xie Yunyue say at this moment? It was fate, and there was no escaping it. He looked her up and down, and said gently, "Ruolan, your figure is so beautiful, so lovely."

Hu Ruolan lay on the bed, shyly and silently gazing at Xie Yunyue. Xie Yunyue knelt beside the bed, gently sucking on the red buds of her breasts, caressing her smooth skin, licking and rubbing them. His hand also caressed her vulva; her labia were slightly curved inwards, revealing the vulva of a virgin. Xie Yunyue couldn't resist lowering his head and licking her clitoris with his tongue, slowly and forcefully licking and rubbing along the outer edge of her labia. Hu Ruolan moaned, "Mmm...ah...ah...hum..." her head moving constantly, her cheeks flushed.

After licking for a while, Xie Yunyue searched and teased with his fingers. Hu Ruolan's vaginal fluid flowed out like a stream, and her body twisted more and more violently, her legs spreading wider and wider. Xie Yunyue removed his clothes, his large penis bouncing up and down. He spread Hu Ruolan's thighs apart and lifted her legs onto his shoulders, rubbing the head of his penis against her labia majora, the glans touching her bright red vulva, kneading it up and down and side to side before slowly inserting it into her vagina.

As soon as he entered, Hu Ruolan couldn't help but cry out, "Ah...it hurts...brother...it hurts..."

Xie Yunyue comforted her, saying, "Ruolan, brother will take it slowly, you have to bear with it, it won't hurt in a while, be good, brother will make you feel good." Xie

Yunyue slowly moved his large penis in and out, and gradually, she could see her vaginal fluid flowing out. Xie Yunyue took advantage of the situation and thrust in forcefully, breaking through her hymen, making her cry out with tears in her eyes, "It hurts...brother...it hurts so much...ah..."

After a while, the vaginal fluid inside her vagina became lubricated, and the muscles of her vaginal walls relaxed, making the insertion of his large penis much smoother. Xie Yunyue caressed her breasts again, kissing her tender face. Slowly, her moans transformed into cries of pleasure: "Ah... um... hum... oh... um... um..."

Xie Yunyue embraced Hu Ruolan's naked body, his seven-inch-long, thick, and hard member thrusting rapidly into Ruolan's tender and tight eyes. Her high, pointed breasts were pressed against Xie Yunyue's strong, muscular chest as he kissed Hu Ruolan's soft, cool cherry lips and snow-white neck.

“Ah…oh…it’s so sore…oh oh…Brother Yun…be gentle…ah…ah…bite…you’re going in again…it’s so itchy…harder…”

“Ruolan, does it feel good?…Do you like my big darling doing this to you?”

“I love it so much…Brother Yun…harder…ah…ah…it’s so sore…Ruolan is going to be fucked to death by you…your big darling is so good…so amazing…hmm…oh…yo…yo…it’s so sore…you’re making me feel so good…”

“Big darling brother…I’m yours now…I can have you anytime…Ruolan’s whole body is yours…oh…”

Xie Yunyue thrust even faster and harder, constantly pinching, kneading, rubbing, and caressing her soft, full breasts with his hands, and sometimes touching and kissing her nipples and cherry lips with his mouth. Hu Ruolan's tender buttocks began to arch upwards, swaying left and right in response. Suddenly, she tightly embraced Xie Yunyue, her vulva rubbing urgently against his penis. Her vagina spasmed, her small eyes slightly open and closed, sucking on Xie Yunyue's penis, and a stream of warm, slippery fluid gushed out like a spring… Xie Yunyue held her, enjoying the pleasure of a virgin's first ejaculation. Hu Ruolan lay supine, her beautiful eyes tightly closed. After a while, Xie Yunyue began to thrust again, and her body began to twist restlessly. With each thrust, the rhythm became more intense, and her breathing gradually became heavy. Moans escaped her lips again, and her vulva moved up and down with Xie Yunyue's buttocks, constantly stroking and responding—what a wanton little hole!

"Brother Yun... harder... fuck..." Xie Yunyue immediately began to thrust vigorously into Hu Ruolan's tight, slippery vagina. Waves of pleasure came, and Xie Yunyue thrust faster and faster, his buttocks moving rapidly.

Hu Ruolan's little fleshy hole was so tight and soft, but it was filled with slippery fluid, making the thrusting incredibly pleasurable. Hu Ruolan opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Xie Yunyue, panting slightly. Every time Xie Yunyue penetrated, she would arch her hips to meet him. When they were joined together, she pressed Xie Yunyue's buttocks with both hands, twisting her jade-like buttocks to let the glans touch every corner of her clitoris. At the same time, she tightened the walls of her fleshy hole, squeezing Xie Yunyue's penis. Then, she relaxed her vagina, letting Xie Yunyue withdraw from her clitoris for another round of penetration. Xie Yunyue was afraid of hurting her, so he propped himself up with his hands. This way, he could see Hu Ruolan's beautiful breasts, trembling up and down with the rhythm of their intercourse.

"Little sister, is it comfortable?" Xie Yunyue asked with a smile as he continued.

"Oh...so good...so beautiful...Brother Yun...how about you..." Hu Ruolan answered breathlessly.

"Ruolan, it feels so good, so amazing, I love you, my dear sister."

"Brother Yun... my darling brother... I love you so much too..."

Xie Yunyue gradually increased the pace of his thrusts, and the fluid in Hu Ruolan's vagina increased, making a strange "plop" and "plop" sound during the thrusting. After a passionate intercourse, Hu Ruolan's vagina spasmed violently, and her juices gushed out. Xie Yunyue's penis was surrounded by the contraction and suction of her vagina and the tightness of her virgin vagina, and he felt his penis begin to swell wildly. His glans felt an unusual tingling and itching sensation, and a stream of hot liquid spurted out, a stream of semen rushing into her uterus. Hu Ruolan's legs straightened, her vagina spasmed, and she cried out, "Ah... ah..." Her clitoris received the drenching of Xie Yunyue's hot semen, and the two reached orgasm at the same time.
After a while, Xie Yunyue lay down on his side next to her and gave her a hot kiss on her beautiful face. Hu Ruolan opened her seductive eyes and giggled with wanton sounds. She returned Xie Yunyue's kisses for a while, then sat up and wiped her lower body. Patches of blood from her deflowering stained the sheets, a bloody mess, like fallen petals. Her fair vulva was slightly swollen and red. Xie Yunyue couldn't help but feel immense pity: "It's all my fault."

Hu Ruolan shyly offered a passionate kiss: "It's not your fault. I should thank you. From now on, I'm yours. I'm so happy."

Xie Yunyue laughed: "There are many more happy days to come..."

The two embraced tenderly for a long time before getting up to dress. Xie Yunyue stood up and laughed: "Ruolan, let's go see your father and rescue Qiankun Shoulei Xiaotian, Ai Jialan Cui Jian, and then go find Yin Xuanwei."

The girl nodded and smiled: "Okay." The two of them shot off like lightning towards Xinmeng Village.

Seven miles west of Xinmeng Town, there stood a vast manor, its perimeter encircled by a river from which lake waters flowed, creating shimmering blue waves. The manor boasted magnificent residences reaching for the clouds, towering pavilions and grand mansions, tranquil gardens, and lush gardens—truly a place of wealth comparable to royalty.

On this day, the manor's owner, Jin Gou, sat for no apparent reason on a grand chair to the left of the main hall, his expression one of intense agitation. Also seated in the hall were the Four Demons of Gaoligong Mountain, the Two Monsters of Qin, the Three Venerables of the Heavens, and three unnamed elders, as well as Hunyuan Finger Kuai Jun, disheveled and dressed in tattered rags, his gleaming eyes occasionally flashing.

Last night, around midnight, the hermit Hu Gang and his daughter entered the manor to cause trouble. Despite the combined efforts of so many martial arts masters, they not only failed to harm a single hair on their heads, but also couldn't even make out their faces. They only sensed their lightning-fast, ghostly movements. In just a short time, three of the manor's skilled fighters were dead, and countless others were injured. Xin Meng was filled with rage and slammed his fist on the tea table beside him.

Seeing Xin Meng's state, the Great Demon Hua Yu smiled and said, "Disciple! Calm down. These people are only trying to cause trouble, and they don't dare to openly challenge us. I doubt they'll come back." He then laughed loudly, "If they come again tonight, I'll let them taste the power of my internal energy!" His arrogance was overwhelming.

Although Hua Yu said this aloud, he secretly muttered to himself that the person who came last night had superb skills and was clearly a martial arts prodigy. In the darkness, even with his eyesight, he couldn't tell if the person was old or young. He recalled how he and his three companions had stormed Mount Song and retreated victoriously, and then defeated the Five Elders of Shaolin with four swords at Mount Hua's Furong Peak, becoming famous throughout China. Unexpectedly, decades later, new masters emerged, seemingly surpassing their predecessors. How could he not feel a chill? Those with great fame and reputation are always trembling with fear, afraid of losing it. Throughout history, how many have escaped the shackles of fame and fortune? How could the Four Demons of Gaoligong Mountain be any different?

At this moment, Jin Gou Wudi Xin Meng remained silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up, glaring at the black-bearded old man opposite him, his eyes radiating a piercing light. The old man looked uneasy, bowing his head and remaining silent. Suddenly, a loud shout rang out from Xin Meng's mouth, as loud as thunder, shaking the hall. Xin Meng shouted, "Teacher He, have you found your precious daughter and that brat surnamed Wang?"

The black-bearded old man shook his head, raised his face, and said with a bitter smile, "My wicked daughter must have eloped with that Wang."

Xin Meng's expression was ferocious, and he sneered, "If your daughter is colluding with outsiders and causing trouble for this manor, then don't blame me, Xin Meng, for being ruthless and showing no mercy. From now on, you will be constantly monitored and will not be able to move freely, unless your daughter and that Wang brat surrender to..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a heavy object strike his mouth, his teeth broke and flew out, blood spurted out like rain, and golden lights flashed in his eyes. He felt dizzy and fell to the ground unconscious with a thud.

The demons in the hall were startled and rose from their seats in surprise. Suddenly, a small white ball, crackling with lightning, appeared, hurtling towards Hunyuan Finger Kuai Jun from outside the hall. Kuai Jun moved with incredible speed, his feet retreating in a flash. He flicked his finger at the white ball, which shot upwards. Kuai Jun's body lengthened instantly, and he reached out and caught the ball in his hand.

At this moment, Xin Meng had been helped up by the demons. Xin Meng had only been hit in the mouth by the hidden weapon; the force was so strong that he was dizzy from the shock, but he soon regained consciousness. Hunyuan Finger Kuai Jun held the white ball in his hand and examined it. It was just a crumpled piece of white paper. He unfolded it and couldn't help but chuckle coldly. The four demons of Gaoligong Mountain then moved closer to examine the white paper in Kuai Jun's palm. They saw that it depicted four dragon, lion, and tiger-shaped tokens, with two broken staffs and a kneeling beggar at the bottom.

The demons, all keenly aware of the situation, understood what was happening. No wonder Kuai Huazi was furious, his face flushed red and white, his hair and beard bristling, and he kept chuckling coldly. Suddenly, Kuai Huazi let out a snort, his feet leaving the ground as he leaped into the air, as swift as an arrow, shooting out of the hall. Outside, everything seemed normal: thick clouds covered the sky, a howling wind raged, the branches and leaves of the trees in the garden swayed wildly, and the faint fragrance of late-blooming plum blossoms filled the air. But as Kuai Huazi looked around, he was utterly horrified.

The skilled warriors of the manor standing outside the hall, and the various guardian figures scattered throughout, were all—clay and wooden sculptures—who had devoured people and had their pressure points sealed. Even a master could see something unusual. The truth was astonishing; how could so many be immobilized? Kuai Jun thought to himself, "I have no such skill. At most, I could knock down two when they're off guard. How could these people be immobilized without even making a move, and so widely distributed? It's truly unbelievable. I thought the Beggar Clan Elders had come, but it seems there's someone else. The Beggar Clan Elders don't possess such skill. But who is this person?" He couldn't help but feel uneasy.

At this moment, the demons also flew out of the hall. Their eyes were sharp, and they were shocked by what they saw. They looked at each other speechlessly, even forgetting to release the pressure points. Suddenly, three people descended from the hall like arrows, swift as birds. The demons looked closely and saw that they were three old men in blue robes with many ripped holes. They were none other than the Beggar Clan Elders: Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar Cang Xi, Star River Hook Guest Lou Yong, and Bamboo Staff Elder Hong Huang.

Upon seeing them, Hunyuan Finger Kuai Jun rolled his eyes, stepped forward, and shouted, "What are you doing here?" His expression was extremely agitated.

Nine-Finger Beggar Cang Xi stroked his beard and smiled, "To capture you and bring you back to the incense hall to uphold the sect's rules."

Though only two short sentences, they were righteous and stern, more powerful than any curse. Even the most wicked person has moments of guilt. Hunyuan Finger Kuai Jun's face turned pale, and he remained silent, his disheveled hair standing on end, probably due to his burning anger and anxiety. Golden Hook Invincible Xin Meng recognized the three elders of the Beggar Clan as the ones who had just stabbed him in the mouth with a hidden weapon. With a shout, he leaped forward, his speed as fast as lightning and the wind, and reached out with his palm, aiming directly at Cang Xi's "Youmen" acupoint on his chest.

Nine-Finger Beggar Cang Xi shifted his feet slightly, and Xin Meng struck down with his palm. The figure blurred, and the blow missed its mark, the sharp force striking the ground and creating a concave depression. At this moment, the Great Demon Hua Yu said, "Disciple, don't be reckless." Golden Hook Invincible Xin Meng retreated sharply to the side.

The Great Demon Hua Yu suddenly shouted, "Elder Cang Xi, I don't care about the affairs of your Beggar Clan, but you shouldn't come here to bully us!"

Cang Xi was slightly taken aback and said, "Elder Cang Xi came here to find a traitor to our sect. Why would you come here to cause trouble and bully us? Master Hua's words are puzzling."

The Great Demon Hua Yu chuckled coldly, his two-toned face looking extremely gloomy, the crimson scar turning purplish-black. Suddenly, his tone turned icy as he said, "You still dare to deny it? Wasn't it you who injured the disciple with the flying stones? Right now..." He paused, pointing at the person whose pressure points had been sealed, and said sharply, " "Isn't this what you did again? Besides, you didn't even come to pay your respects, and Master Kuai is my honored guest. How can this not be considered deceiving people?"

Cang Fei laughed loudly, "When did the Four Demons of Gaoligong Mountain fall in love with the mortal world again? As the master of Xinzhuang, Master Hua, if you, the beggar, are completely unaware of the flying stones that injured your disciple and the acupoint striking that immobilized people, it seems there is someone else behind it." As he spoke, he glanced at those whose acupoints were immobilized, a slight look of surprise on his face, and laughed, "Master Hua, don't flatter me. How could I possibly have the extraordinary skill of 'striking acupoints in mid-air'?" Upon hearing this, the demons' faces all changed color.

It should be known that the skill of "striking acupoints in mid-air" is even more difficult than injuring people with flying flowers or leaves or "striking acupoints with grains of rice." It requires a mastery of superb internal energy. Martial artists have keen senses, and within ten feet, even the slightest sound cannot escape their notice. "Striking acupoints in mid-air" requires striking acupoints with a flying finger from more than ten feet away, and the accuracy of the acupoint must be extremely high. Not to mention the three elders of the Beggar Clan, even the demons do not have this skill. Otherwise, why would the demons change color so suddenly upon hearing the old man's words?
The old man with the bamboo cane's face turned cold, his gaze fixed on Hunyuan Finger Kuai Jun's face. He roared, "Kuai Jun, if you rely on the power of your teachers to break away from our sect and establish yourself as the leader of the Southern School, even if it becomes a reality, you won't look glorious at all!"

Suddenly, Hunyuan Finger Kuai Jun's messy eyebrows twitched, and he burst into loud laughter. The laughter was shrill, seemingly containing boundless resentment, and it echoed through the sky, startling crows into cawing and scattering in all directions. After a moment, the laughter subsided, and... With an extremely contemptuous expression, he said, "How could Kuai Huazi ask all of you teachers for help? As you said, even if I win, it won't be honorable. But Kuai Huazi has made a pact with Mount Tai, and you can't wait any longer. Besides, Kuai Huazi never intended to leave the sect. It's just that you've been too deceitful. As the head of the Tiannan branch, I, Kuai Jun, am responsible for all orders and punishments. You have not only disregarded my authority, but also..." "Under your sect, even the slightest mistake will not be reported to me, Kuai Jun, and the punishment will be extremely severe, ranging from broken tendons to amputation of hands. Do you even respect me, Kuai Jun? This is intolerable! Now that you've come, it's best to settle things quickly. If you can defeat me, Kuai Jun, with my Hunyuan Finger technique, I will immediately return to the main altar with you to await my punishment." Lou Yong,

the Star River Hook, smiled and said, "Brother Kuai, what if you don't keep your word?"

Hunyuan Finger Kuai Jun's beard and hair stood on end. Before he could answer, Hua Zhou, the two demons of Gaoligong Mountain beside him, chimed in with a smile, "Master Kuai's word is as good as gold. I, Hua Zhou, am willing to bear witness." The

Nine-Fingered Beggar smiled and said, "Master Hua and the others are all renowned seniors in the martial arts world. Their words are always true. It seems that you masters will not interfere in our sect's affairs?" He said this to keep the demons in check, so that they would be too embarrassed to help Kuai Jun.

At this moment, the three Venerables from beyond the heavens, Jin Yue, suddenly stepped forward and said coldly, "We, the humble monks Jin Yue, have come from India to admire the extraordinary martial arts of China. Therefore, we wish to learn from the three of you later." The

Nine-Fingered Beggar frowned, and Hong Huang, the bamboo-staff elder, was the most hot-tempered of the three Beggars. Hearing this, he was greatly puzzled and impatient, and coldly retorted, "Since you wish to teach us, why not begin now? Who has the patience to keep you entangled for a while?"

Venerable Jin Yue laughed savagely, "This one speaks quite frankly." As he spoke, his face darkened, and he said, "Moreover, it seems that we are no match for you. Our 'Crimson Demonic Palm' technique appears to be a mere and rudimentary skill from India." "With that, he flipped his palms over.

The palms of Venerable Golden Moon gradually turned red, and wisps of heat were still emanating from them, with two wisps of white mist drifting outwards. The Nine-Fingered Beggar Cangxu was shocked to see this. He had heard Xie Yunyue recount his experience at Jiu'ou Peak in Jinci, Taiyuan, and knew that the power of the "Crimson Fiend Moga" palm was extremely formidable. He had originally intended to stall for time and wait for reinforcements, but the Bamboo Staff Elder Hong Huang had blocked his words, and he could not wait any longer. He had to strike while Venerable Golden Moon's "Crimson Fiend Moga" palm power had not yet condensed, or he would be in danger.

No sooner said than done, Venerable Golden Moon's palm, already eighty percent condensed, glowed crimson like fire. The three Venerables from beyond the heavens, having intensified their use of the "Crimson Demon Palm," a unique Indian technique, from behind Wine Cup Peak, could accelerate the condensation time. At this moment, the Nine-Fingered Beggar Cang Xi roared, his figure flashing like lightning. His hands, fingers joined like halberds, shot forward, his arm thrusting straight towards Venerable Golden Moon's palm.

Venerable Golden Moon laughed loudly, already airborne. Suddenly, he flipped over, pressing his palms down sharply, exhaling two streams of pale red energy. The Nine-Fingered Beggar Cang Xi, relying on his sudden and devastating attack, assumed that even with Venerable Golden Moon's superior skill, he would be caught off guard and unable to evade his aerial strike. Unexpectedly, Venerable Jin Yue was even more skilled than him. His fierce attack missed, and he knew he was in trouble. Before he even landed, he felt a scorching, burning airflow pressing down on him, his skin burning and throbbing. He was greatly alarmed, but fortunately, the Nine-Fingered Beggar Cang Xi was highly skilled and remained calm under pressure. The moment his foot touched the ground, he used the "Carp Leaping Over the Dragon Gate" technique to kick, his body shooting upwards, soaring above Venerable Jin Yue.

The "Crimson Fiend Moga" palm strike was truly astonishing. It struck the ground with a loud bang, and the dry grass on the ground instantly ignited, flames roaring up. The four demons of Gaoligong Mountain and the two monsters of Qinzhong showed expressions of surprise. It turned out that they had also heard that the Kongtong Sect Master, Feiyun Temple Master, had also suffered a setback under the "Crimson Fiend Moga" palm strike. Hunyuan Finger Kuai Jun ignored it, his mind only focused on how to defeat the three elders of the Beggar Clan. As soon as Venerable Jin Yue landed, he spun around and unleashed his palm strike.

Nine-Fingered Beggar Cang Xi landed, standing about two zhang away, his face contorted with anger. The back of his blue robe was scorched yellow by the power of the Crimson Fiend Moga's palm strike, and his skin still ached faintly. The Golden Moon Venerable sneered, "How does this Crimson Fiend Moga's palm strike taste?" Upon

hearing this, Cang Xi's face darkened with rage. The other two elders of the Beggar Clan, Star River Fisherman Lou Yong and Bamboo Staff Elder Hong Huang, surged forward. As soon as they appeared, the Silver Moon Venerable and the Bright Moon Venerable also rushed forward. The six faced each other, battle imminent. At this moment, the Great Demon of Gaoligong Mountain, Hua Yu, whispered a few words to Xin Meng, the Golden Hook Without Reason. Xin Meng nodded and flew into the garden. Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream

was heard from Xin Meng, a scream so terrible it was unbearable. The four demons of Gaoligong Mountain, startled by the sound, glimpsed Xin Meng standing under a large tree, leaping about wildly, his hands flailing erratically, followed by screams of agony. In that gloomy sky, with the howling wind, the laughter that reached my ears was like the cry of an owl, startling and chilling.

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