Pearl Order [Complete] - 13

Chapter Eighteen: Flying Dragon Three Swords

Nine Fingers Judge Leng Chaozong seemed to have been provoked by Ling Junyi's underestimation of his opponent, his anger surging to the heavens. He let out a strange laugh, saying, "Brother, then I'm being presumptuous." His voice was thin and sharp, like a monkey's cry, extremely grating to the ear! Just as he finished speaking, his figure blurred, rushing straight towards Ling Junyi's front, his movements as fast as lightning, and in a flash, he was on Ling Junyi's left side. His left arm extended horizontally, his palm like a knife, aimed at Ling Junyi's ribs. His charging body spun lightly, and he was already behind Ling Junyi. His right hand spread its five fingers wide, and it grabbed down towards Ling Junyi's spine with lightning speed.

This attack was truly as swift as the wind. Moreover, the feint and the real attack complemented each other. He originally practiced the Eagle Claw School of martial arts, his mind was insidious, and his attacks were even more ruthless. Although they were facing each other, he suddenly moved to Ling Junyi's back to attack. If this grab really hit him, wouldn't he leave five holes in him? Seeing that he attacked so ruthlessly, Shaoyao's face changed color slightly. To everyone's surprise, while Leng Chaozong's attack was swift, Ling Junyi was no slouch either. Before Leng Chaozong's five fingers could strike, Ling Junyi spun around, turning to the left. With a gentle flick of his left hand, he caught Leng Chaozong's right knuckle, deflecting the downward strike. His right hand followed suit, aiming a finger strike at Leng Chaozong's chest. Leng Chaozong was taken aback by Ling Junyi's lightning-fast reaction, especially with his right hand blocked, leaving him wide open. In a panic, he instinctively protected his chest with his left hand and leaped backward. Looking closely, he saw Ling Junyi still standing in the same spot, his blue robes fluttering, a smile on his face, as if he hadn't even made a move.

Leng Chaozong was furious. After retreating, he charged forward again, unleashing a palm strike to meet Leng Chaozong's attack head-on. The palm strike carried a powerful force, generating a gust of wind and a whistling sound—its power was truly astonishing! Although Ling Junyi still wore a smile, he was secretly alarmed, thinking, "This man's skill is indeed extraordinary." With a thought, he gathered his inner energy, lifted his body off the ground, and darted sideways. The

Nine-Fingered Judge, Leng Chaozong, was small and wiry, moving like the wind. As his right hand struck out, he was already upon him, his forward momentum unabated. He turned, his right palm transforming into a claw, and grabbed horizontally. The speed of his change of move clearly indicated that he had anticipated Ling Junyi wouldn't dare to take his palm strike head-on and would inevitably dodge. Therefore, although his palm strike was extremely fierce, it was still primarily claw-based. Ling Junyi barely managed to dodge, and before he could even regain his footing, five sharp gusts of wind had already struck his shoulder. The Nine-Fingered Judge's grab, aside from its unparalleled speed, seemed unremarkable. But in reality, within the turn of his five fingers, three variations were hidden. No matter if Ling Junyi used his fists or palms to neutralize it, or leaped away, he couldn't escape those three variations. This was precisely an extremely powerful grappling technique from the Eagle Claw Sect. The onlookers, though they didn't discern the many variations within the single grasp, watched as the hand transformed into a claw, instantly seizing Ling Junyi's shoulder. They couldn't help but secretly worry for Ling Junyi, fearing he wouldn't be able to break free.

This all happened in the blink of an eye. The Nine-Fingered Judge's five fingers, like hooks, were about to strike. Seeing that his opponent, Ling Junyi, hadn't yet made a move to counter, he assumed his attack was incredibly fast and his opponent couldn't possibly defend against it. He was secretly sneering. But just as his five fingers were about to touch Ling Junyi's robe, Ling Junyi's right shoulder suddenly sank, and with a sudden turn, the person who had been right in front of him vanished. No one saw how Ling Junyi managed to slip away, not only escaping Leng Chaozong's claws but also appearing behind him. The courtesans, who had been worried he wouldn't be able to neutralize Leng Chaozong's eagle claw attacks, were shocked to see him suddenly appear behind his opponent. A hundred pairs of jade-like palms simultaneously clapped furiously.

Leng Chaozong, the Nine-Fingered Judge, missed his grab and knew he was in trouble. He immediately bent over and leaped forward eight feet, turning around with incredible speed. He saw Ling Junyi still standing in the same spot, his blue robes fluttering, a smile still on his face. What embarrassed him most was that the hundred courtesans were applauding Ling Junyi enthusiastically. Leng Chaozong gritted his teeth inwardly: "These brats! This kid's only good-looking, and you're all clapping for him with such fervor!" His cold, sharp eyes fixed on Ling Junyi, he chuckled dryly: "Master Bu Tong is a master of his generation, could it be that Young Master Ling has only learned his dodging techniques?"

Ling Junyi's smile suddenly vanished, and he said: "Brother Leng, what about me?"

Leng Chaozong said: "We are the chief protectors of the competition, so naturally we should settle things one move at a time. How long will this dodging and weaving go on?"

Ling Junyi said: "Settling the score is easy, Brother Leng, just go ahead and show me." This was extremely arrogant!

Leng Chaozong snorted angrily: "Fine." He raised his left hand and slashed down with a whoosh. He only used half his strength in this palm strike, but the force of the palm was like a surging undercurrent, crashing towards Ling Junyi. This time, Ling Junyi indeed didn't dodge. He grabbed the palm with his right hand and met the attack head-on. Their figures merged, and with a loud "bang," their palms collided, each being forced back a step.

Leng Chaozong, having tested Ling Junyi's internal strength and found it to be nothing special, was overjoyed. He sneered, "Young Master Ling, take another move from your brother!" He moved swiftly forward, his right hand unleashing a "Straight Knock on the Heavenly Gate" strike to meet Ling Junyi's attack. His previous move was merely a test; this strike was his main force, his palm packed with ten percent power, a gust of wind, its potential immense. Accompanied by a whistling sound, it moved like thunder, its power clearly different from the previous strike. Ling Junyi didn't dodge either. His left hand, instead of meeting the attack, simply flicked forward with the back of his hand! This flick showed no visible force, yet it seemed to generate an invisible potential that responded instantly! Those watching from the sidelines naturally couldn't discern the force behind his sweeping motion with the back of his hand. Only the Supreme Elder, seated on the steps, his face veiled in black gauze, narrowed his eyes and nodded secretly: "The Cloud-Sweeping Hand... it seems he truly is a successor of the Reverse-Hand Tathagata!"

In the blink of an eye, Leng Chaozong's "Straight Knock on the Heavenly Gate," a fierce palm wind, surged like thunder, only to be stopped halfway through its trajectory, as if by an invisible force. His palm power was immense; its forward momentum was abruptly halted midway, unable to dissipate, instantly transforming into a whirlwind between the two, stirring up dust on the ground and even causing Leng Chaozong's blue robe to flutter. The Nine-Fingered Judge, not expecting his opponent's skill to be no less than his own, immediately withdrew his palm strike with his right hand, shouting, "Good!" He then thrust both palms forward, level with his chest.

Nine-Finger Judge Leng Chaozong was renowned for his powerful internal energy. This time, his double palms thrust forward with even greater ferocity than before, the surging potential expanding to a width of four or five feet as it swept towards them. Ling Junyi's smile gradually faded, his handsome eyes flashing with a sharp light. Concentrating fully, he slowly raised his hands, but instead of pushing them forward, he leaned back to meet Leng Chaozong's palm strike, his hands clasped behind him. This move was crucial; the force of Nine-Finger Judge Leng Chaozong's palm strike suddenly seemed to encounter a tremendous suction force. Although the two were five or six feet apart, Ling Junyi's upper body leaned back, and Leng Chaozong's upper body was involuntarily pulled forward.

Leng Chaozong, a seasoned and knowledgeable man, naturally recognized that Ling Junyi was using the "Dragon-Capturing Hand" from the Seventy-Two Arts of Shaolin! His heart jolted, and in a moment of panic, he immediately released his grip, the force of his palm strike dissipating. This is like having your weapon caught and pulled forward; if you release it at that moment, your opponent will miss. Leng Chaozong naturally understood this principle, so he immediately let go. However, he was a very cunning person, and he wouldn't let the opportunity slip by. In a battle between masters, the key is to seize the slightest opening. Taking advantage of the moment when his opponent's suction missed and his upper body leaned back, Leng Chaozong suddenly pushed off with both feet, using the momentum of his forward lean to pounce forward like lightning, instantly closing in on Ling Junyi. His nine fingers suddenly spread like hooks, his palm lightly swirling, creating a blur of finger shadows. Nine sharp, swift finger gusts, dense as sharp cones, descended directly towards Ling Junyi's throat. This was his most powerful move, "Ghost Arrow Throat Lock"!

The notary, Shaoyao, standing between the two, hadn't expected him to suddenly attack and kill while they were exchanging internal strength. A sudden jolt of shock and anger shot through her. She cried out urgently, "Stop!"

Leng Chaozong had acted first, so by the time she uttered her cry, it was too late. Just then, someone cried out in surprise, and a figure was seen flying through the air with a whoosh, crashing to the ground a good ten feet away. Because the courtyard was paved with bluestone slabs, the fall was quite severe. This series of events happened so fast, like lightning, that it was impossible to see clearly! Not only did the onlookers fail to see clearly, but even the witness, Peony, couldn't figure out who had flown out of the cloud. Logically, when the Nine-Fingered Judge used "Ghost Arrow Throat Lock," the person struck should have fallen to the ground; it shouldn't have been able to fly away!

As soon as Peony uttered the word "Stop," she quickly looked around. Ling Junyi was still standing perfectly fine in the same spot! His blue robes still fluttered, and his demeanor remained as dashing as ever! Only the smile on his face was gone! Could it be the Nine-Fingered Judge, Leng Chaozong, who had been thrown out? This sight filled Peony with both surprise and delight. Her bright eyes lit up, and she asked with concern, "Are you alright?" This didn't sound like a notary's voice! It was because she was so concerned for him! The onlookers on both sides had finally seen clearly, and they couldn't help but applaud, the applause naturally being the most enthusiastic from the flower girls.

The Nine-Fingered Judge, Leng Chaozong, himself couldn't understand how he had been thrown out. It was all too fast; only when his back hit the stone slab did he realize he was on the ground, dizzy and with a throbbing pain in his back. If it weren't for his superb internal strength, that one blow would have broken his old bones! Leng Chaozong was a master who had been famous for many years. With a light touch of his heel, he leaped into the air. What annoyed him the most was the applause: "I fell down, and you're all happy!" He was embarrassed and angry. His eyes flashed with a fierce light. He pointed at Ling Junyi and shouted: "Good lad, I, Leng, will fight you to the death!" As soon as he shouted, he spread his arms and leaped into the air.

Peony's bright eyes flashed with murderous intent as she shouted, "Leng Chaozong, you stop right there!"

Leng Chaozong, who had lunged forward, abruptly halted and bowed, saying, "Vice Leader, the outcome of our fight

is not yet decided..." "Shut up!" Peony's voice was as cold as ice as she snapped, "You were thrown away by Young Master Ling, and you still won't admit defeat?"

Leng Chaozong replied, "Vice Leader, you are wise. In a fight, it's common for someone to stumble and fall. How can you so quickly declare me the loser?"

Peony was furious and shouted, "Leng Chaozong, I have declared you the loser. Are you not satisfied?"

Leng Chaozong bowed and said, "This subordinate dares not."

Peony said, "Then step back." Leng Chaozong dared not say anything more and could only retreat dejectedly. The flower girls clapped again, indicating that the Vice Leader's judgment was fair and that they supported Ling Junyi.

As the applause subsided, Shaoyao said, "Ling Junyi won the first round. Who else wishes to challenge?"

Cai Liang, the Three-Eyed, clasped his fists and replied, "This

subordinate wishes to learn from Young Master Ling." He was of medium height, around fifty years old, similar in age to Leng Chaozong. He had thick eyebrows, a flat face, and a sallow complexion with a scar between his eyebrows; his appearance alone suggested he was no benevolent man. Ling Junyi frowned secretly, thinking, "If this continues, even if I win, I'll likely be exhausted."

Shaoyao asked, "Will you use weapons or fists in this round?"

Cai Liang replied, "This subordinate wishes to learn a few moves from Young Master Ling." He was skilled in the "Shadowless Divine Fist," so naturally, he wanted to test his fists.

Shaoyao turned to Ling Junyi and asked, "Do you agree?"

Ling Junyi said, "Since Brother Cai wishes to teach me, I will gladly oblige."

Shaoyao said, "Alright, you may begin." She then took two steps back.

Having already witnessed Ling Junyi's skills in the previous match, Cai Liang, the Three-Eyed One, dared not underestimate his opponent. He stepped back, cupped his hands, and said, "Brother, please, Young Master Ling, offer your guidance."

Ling Junyi quickly returned the greeting, saying, "I dare not, Brother Cai, please instruct me first."

Cai Liang took a half-step forward with his left foot, his left hand rising to the sky, his right palm sinking, displaying the starting stance of the Changbai School. He stared at Ling Junyi and said, "Young Master Ling, please." As he said "please," his right arm had already swung out, striking straight at him with a whoosh.

Before Ling Junyi could reply, the wind from the fist had already reached his chest. He felt the force of the incoming punch was extremely strong, and he was greatly annoyed. He laughed loudly, "Brother Cai, why be so polite?" He had already dodged to the side, avoiding the punch.

But just as he shifted his body, he suddenly felt a hidden force strike his left shoulder! The punch came silently, without any special ability to break through the air or any potential to cause a stir, but when it struck the shoulder, its force was extremely heavy and powerful, causing the blood and qi in the body to fluctuate and the upper body to sway involuntarily. This was naturally the "Shadowless Divine Fist"! He couldn't help but be secretly startled, thinking, "Changbai's 'Shadowless Divine Fist' is indeed powerful; I almost lost my footing!" Having been ambushed, he quickly circulated his qi to protect himself, and laughed loudly, saying, "Brother Cai's 'Shadowless Divine Fist' is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

Cai Liang, the Three-Eyed One, clearly saw the punch hit the other's shoulder. He thought that even if the punch didn't injure the opponent, it would at least knock him back three or four steps on the spot. But Ling Junyi only swayed his upper body and then regained his balance. He was also secretly amazed, thinking, "This kid is quite tough." He chuckled and said, "Not bad, not bad!" The man charged forward again, throwing a punch.

Ling Junyi had just been ambushed and had also tested the man's "Shadowless Divine Fist," which was silent and impossible to defend against, making him wary. Like hidden weapons, the only way to deal with this was to prevent the opponent from having the opportunity to unleash the "Shadowless Divine Fist," which meant engaging in a preemptive strike. Since taking the "Subduing Yin Pill," Ling Junyi's skill had already become unparalleled, but he couldn't unleash his full power at this moment, using only four-tenths of his strength. The two exchanged blows, their fists and palms striking simultaneously, creating a lively and exciting fight. Ling Junyi used the Shaolin "Subduing Tiger Palm," a palm technique that, although once the Shaolin's signature move, was purely based on force and attack, making it familiar to every Shaolin disciple. Therefore, it was well-known in the martial arts world and was no longer considered a secret technique. However, Ling Junyi was a successor of the "Reversed Hand Tathagata" style, and this palm technique, when executed by him, was completely opposite to the Shaolin style. Because of this reversed palm technique, it became a series of strange and unpredictable moves! What was originally a familiar technique had now transformed into something magically unpredictable and fiercely powerful! Cai Liang, the Three-Eyed God, possessed profound skill in boxing. His fists moved with tremendous force, the Changbai School's boxing style combining hardness and softness, its power penetrating beyond the fist. Especially in the third or fourth move, there was a "Snow-Sweeping Leg," which swept out, sometimes upwards, sometimes downwards. It is said that the Changbai School's martial arts originated from ginseng gatherers. Most of the ginseng gatherers who came to Changbai Mountain were skilled in martial arts, and naturally, there were members of various schools among them. Therefore, Changbai boxing also incorporated techniques from various schools. Changbai Mountain was covered in snow, and both sides had to attack while simultaneously avoiding slipping on the snow, constantly clearing it away. Therefore, only one-third of the Changbai School's boxing techniques utilize footwork, employing various "snow-sweeping kicks."

Cai Liang, the Three-Eyed God, launched a fierce attack, combining fists and feet with refined skill, truly formidable. However, Ling Junyi's counter-attack with the "Tiger-Taming Palm" was even more miraculous. No matter how powerful Cai Liang's attacks were, Ling Junyi countered with his own, forcing Cai Liang to change tactics mid-fight. In a short while, the two had exchanged over twenty blows, still without a victor. The notary, Peony, standing between them, watched intently as the Three-Eyed God and Ling Junyi fought. Suddenly, her eyes flickered, and she used "secret telepathy" to say, "Brother Ling, be careful!"

It turned out that Cai Liang, having gained no advantage in the prolonged battle, was growing impatient. His boxing style suddenly became fierce, unleashing a barrage of attacks with his left palm and right fist, combined with "snow-sweeping kicks," creating a swirling, ferocious assault! Under the combined attack of the Three-Eyed God's fists and palms, Ling Junyi's palm techniques also changed, employing strange and unpredictable moves! Suddenly flicking and slashing, they were incredibly unpredictable. In the midst of the fierce battle, the Three-Eyed God Cai Liang let out a deep shout, unleashing his left palm and right fist simultaneously, striking Ling Junyi's chest and abdomen, while his right foot followed with a sweeping kick. As Cai Liang's palms approached, Ling Junyi swiftly extended both hands, gently pushing him towards the back of the arm, slightly shifting his body to the side to avoid the kick, and then tripping him with his right foot, lightly hooking Cai Liang's left heel. These movements were truly lightning fast! Cai Liang's fists, palms, and kick all missed their mark, and with Ling Junyi's push and hook, he could no longer stand, his body leaning backward and stumbling towards the ground.

Just as he was about to fall, he suddenly felt someone grab his right arm, a strong force catching him and stabilizing his fall. Cai Liang, the Three-Eyed One, steadied himself and looked up. He saw Ling Junyi standing a foot away, a smile on his face. It turned out that as Cai Liang stumbled, Ling Junyi had swiftly caught him by the arm, and after he regained his balance, Ling Junyi immediately leaped backward. The two had flashed past each other in an instant; Ling Junyi's movements were so fast that even the witness, Shaoyao, hadn't seen it clearly and didn't shout "Stop!" Only the deep voice of the Supreme Elder, seated on the steps, was heard: "Disciple, the outcome is decided. Why don't you tell them to stop?"

Shaoyao was startled and hurriedly raised her hand, saying, "Stop!"

The onlookers on both sides, equally unsure of the winner, momentarily forgot to applaud. Cai Liang, the Three-Eyed One, froze, the scar between his brows suddenly turning red! He had been intent on killing. But upon hearing the Supreme Elder speak personally, he dared not attack again, clasping his hands together and forcing a smile, "Young Master Ling, please show mercy. I concede."

Ling Junyi hurriedly returned the greeting, "Brother Cai, you're too kind."

Hearing that Ling Junyi had won again, the courtesans clapped again. And this time, the applause was particularly loud. Peony's eyes also revealed joy. She raised her hands in a flurry of applause, and only after the applause subsided did she announce in a sweet voice, "The second match is over. Ling Junyi has won again. Now, everyone, please rest for a moment before continuing the competition."

As soon as Ling Junyi stepped down, Magnolia gracefully approached him, smiling, "Congratulations, Young Master Ling! You've won two matches in a row. It seems the position of Chief Protector of Flowers is truly yours."

Ling Junyi repeatedly thanked her modestly, saying, "The steward is too kind. Leng and Cai are both highly skilled. I can only say that my victory was by chance."

As she spoke, Xin Yi carried a tray of tea, looking quite charming. Xin Yi approached, curtsied, and said sweetly, "Young Master Ling, you've won two consecutive matches! This humble servant has come to congratulate you. This is tea that the steward instructed me to prepare for you. Please have some!"

Ling Junyi took the teacup, smiling, "Thank you."

Xin Yi blushed and said, "Preparing tea is my duty. You flatter me, Young Master."

Ling Junyi picked up the teacup, took a sip, and felt a refreshing fragrance that made his mouth water. It turned out that the bowl contained a very strong ginseng soup. The moment it entered his mouth, his mouth watered, and the fragrance lingered on his teeth. It was clearly a top-grade wild ginseng! Needless to say, this was Yulan Bo's own fault for having to be exhausted, which was why he had instructed Xin Yi to prepare it! Feeling grateful, he couldn't help but look up at Yulan. He saw that Yulan's starry eyes were also looking at him tenderly. She smiled faintly and said, "The third challenge is about to begin. Young Master Ling, please drink your tea and rest for a while. This humble servant will not disturb you any longer." She turned and slowly walked away. Though her words were cold, her eyes held boundless affection!

Ling Junyi, having met many girls, knew from experience that when a girl looked at you like that, it meant her heart was completely devoted to you. Watching her white dress sway behind her, Ling Junyi felt a sudden tremor in his heart. He then heard Xin Yi chuckle softly beside him, urging, "Young Master Ling, the tea's getting cold, drink it quickly!"

Ling Junyi was slightly startled, uttered a soft "Ah," and drank the bowl of ginseng soup. Ling Junyi felt a surge of energy, his heart filled with gratitude for Yulan's affection! After a short rest, Peony rose gracefully again, walked to the steps, and announced, "The third round is now beginning. Who is willing to challenge?"

This time, three of the eight newly appointed protectors stepped forward, saying in unison, "We humbly request to learn from Young Master Ling's skills." These three were Gongsun Xiang, wielding the "Heavenly Wolf Sword"; Ding Qiao, wielding the Iron Bone Fold Fan; and Ye Kaixian, wielding poisoned double halberds. The other two were Zhang Nanqiang, wielding the "Hengshan Sword Technique," and Qin Deguang, who had mastered the "Cold Silk Palm." However, they were a step too slow; seeing Gongsun Xiang and the other two had already taken the lead, they withdrew.

Ling Junyi frowned slightly. This meant that to win the position of Chief Protector of the Flower, he would have to pass at least five more rounds. He had already witnessed the martial arts of these five individuals. While their skill level might not be as profound as that of the Nine-Fingered Judge Leng Chaozong or the Three-Eyed Cai Liang, each possessed unique martial arts techniques. Defeating them consecutively would not be an easy task. Moreover, with his long-stamina and constant battle prowess, even an iron body couldn't withstand such a relentless barrage of challenges! Realizing this, he immediately decided on a principle: these next few matches must be quick and decisive; he couldn't afford to linger. Just as his thoughts were turning, Peony's gaze swept over the three men, and she asked, "The candidates for Chief Protector of the Flower Envoy must accept every challenge. Discuss who will go first and who will go last." The three

men stepped back; as a result of their agreement, Gongsun Xiang and Ye Kaixian withdrew. Ding Qiao, holding his iron-bone folding fan, bowed towards the steps and said, "This subordinate, Ding Qiao, will first learn from Young Master Ling."

Peony asked, "You use a folding fan?" Ding Qiao replied, "Yes."

Peony turned to Ling Junyi and asked, "What weapon do you use?"

Ling Junyi replied, "I rarely use weapons and wish to learn from Brother Ding's skills unarmed."

Upon hearing this, Ding Qiao's expression changed, and he sneered, "Young Master Ling, are you looking down on me?"

Ling Junyi cupped his hands and said, "Brother Ding, please don't misunderstand. I rarely use weapons. Besides, before our match, the Vice Chief repeatedly announced that we would stop when we reached a point, so whether we use weapons or not makes no difference."

Ding Qiao coldly said, "Weapons have no eyes. Since Young Master Ling wants to fight me unarmed, I will naturally do as you please." The two said "please" to each other and walked to the middle of the courtyard, standing opposite each other.

Peony followed him down the stone steps, standing between the two, and raised her hand, saying, "If you're ready, then we can begin." Ding Qiao picked up his iron-boned folding fan, raised his eyes, and said, "Young Master Ling, please."

As he said "please," a point of cold light flashed from his fan, instantly splitting into two, striking towards Ling Junyi's left and right "Jiangtai" acupoints on his chest. From the very first move, he unleashed a deadly attack, employing the Thirty-Six Forms of Continuous Acupoint Strikes. The iron-boned folding fan, carrying a sharp gust of wind, aimed every strike at Ling Junyi's vital acupoints. Ling Junyi retreated three steps in succession, but his expression remained calm and composed as he dodged repeatedly without retaliating. Ding Qiao's folding fan moved faster and faster, unleashing nine consecutive attacks in the blink of an eye. Those watching from both sides could almost only see countless points of cold light flying from his hand, dense as rain! Ling Junyi seemed to have no power to retaliate, and they couldn't help but worry for him, thinking that he might be defeated by Ding Qiao's fan this time! Even Ding Qiao had this thought. Just as they were about to exchange blows, a cry of surprise rang out, and the two figures abruptly separated.

At that moment, Shaoyao's voice called out, "Stop!"

The spectators all felt sorry for Ling Junyi; fighting Ding Qiao's iron-bone fan with empty hands was bound to be a disadvantage for him. But when everyone looked closely, Ding Qiao's once handsome but thin face was now deathly pale; he stood there, dumbfounded. Ling Junyi, however, now held an iron-bone fan in his left hand. Smiling, he stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Brother Ding, please forgive my rudeness." He

then handed over the fan. The spectators finally understood; Ling Junyi had taken Ding Qiao's iron-bone fan, and they immediately applauded him. Ding Qiao's face turned ashen. He took the folding fan, stepped back, and sneered, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. "You, surnamed Ling, take another one of my moves!" The iron-boned fan snapped open.

Shaoyao shouted, "Ding Qiao, stop attacking!"

Ding Qiao didn't attack Ling Junyi with his spear. Instead, as the fan opened, he flicked his wrist, and a spray of fine, hair-like blue light shot out, already enveloping Ling Junyi's chest and abdomen! Shaoyao was furious. Her eyebrows shot up, and with a clang, she drew her longsword, shouting, "Ding Qiao, you dare to use hidden weapons!"

Ling Junyi was also enraged by the spray of poisoned needles. He sneered, "You are truly vicious."

He flicked his left sleeve, meeting the blue light head-on. His move was none other than the "Seven Geese Formation," a technique renowned throughout the martial world, which the Buddha had used to deflect the Seven Friends of Yandang's attack with his tattered sleeves atop Yandang Mountain. Each of the seven had forty-nine meridian nails, totaling three hundred and forty-three, earning it the nickname "Universe Sleeve" in the martial world. The burst of blue light, due to the close proximity of the two, moved faster than lightning. But strangely enough, as he raised his sleeve, as if he had concealed a magnet within it, it hissed and instantly caught the needles, rolling them up and then gently shaking them before they all fell onto the stone slab. This feat once again drew cheers from the crowd. After throwing the flying needles, Ding Qiao had already somersaulted more than ten feet away.

Peony wore a mask, so her face couldn't be seen, but her phoenix eyes flashed with astonishing killing intent as she roared, "Ding Qiao, breaking the rules of the competition is violating the rules of our gang. As the head of the Punishment Hall, I punish you by cutting off your own arm. Which hand did you use to launch the hidden weapon? I'll cut that hand off in front of everyone." With a flick of her right hand, the sword flew out of her hand and landed in front of Ding Qiao with a "thud," embedding itself in the stone slab.

Ling Junyi cupped his hands and said, "Vice Chief, please calm your anger. Brother Ding acted out of momentary anger, but fortunately, no one was injured

. I dare to ask the Vice Chief..." Shaoyao stamped her little boots, interrupting him before he could finish, and snorted, "You're still pleading for him? He violated the competition rules. I'd make him cut off his own arm, and that's lenient."

Ling Junyi continued, "Vice Chief, please understand. Although Brother Ding violated the competition rules, he didn't violate the gang rules. Besides, for a martial artist, losing a right arm would ruin his life. I hope the Vice Chief will show mercy."

Peony still refused, saying, "This won't do. The law is as solid as a mountain; I can't let him damage the prestige of our sect."

The Supreme Elder coughed lightly and slowly said, "Peony, Protector Ling is right. A martial artist who loses his right arm has essentially ruined his life. Considering his usual loyalty and duty, this time he violated the rules, so he's punished by having his Protector's badge revoked and being demoted to Flower Protector, to observe his future conduct. Ran Yuchun can take over as Protector." She didn't want to create animosity because Ding Qiao's master was also not someone to be trifled with.

Peony bowed and said, "Disciple respectfully obeys the decree." Turning around, she shouted, "Ding Qiao, did you hear that? This is a special decree from the Supreme Elder. Your right arm will be temporarily stored away. Why don't you hand over your Protector's badge?"

Ding Qiao bowed and said, "Thank you for your mercy, Supreme Elder." He took out the badge and presented it to Peony with both hands, but his face showed dissatisfaction. As he retreated, he glared fiercely at Ling Junyi. At this moment, a maidservant from Peony's side quickly stepped forward, drew her sword, and returned it to Peony.

Peony sheathed her sword, calling out, "The Supreme Lord has decreed that Ran Yuchun fill the vacancy of Protector. Ran Yuchun, come forward to receive the gold medal." From the ranks of the Flower Protectors stepped forward a man with thick eyebrows and narrow eyes, his expression respectful, and bowed to the Supreme Lord and the Hundred Flowers Gang Leader. Then, Peony presented the Protector's gold medal to the Supreme Lord, who personally awarded it to Ran Yuchun. Ling Junyi recognized Ran Yuchun at a glance; he was the one who used the "Blood Shadow Finger." This proved that the Supreme Lord's judgment was correct; this Ran's martial arts skills were indeed no less than Qin Deguang's, who used the "Cold Silk Technique." In the morning's duel, he lost because Qin Deguang used the "Cold Silk Technique" within his palm strikes, and in a moment of carelessness, he was taken advantage of by the cold poison. The dispute ended there. Ding Qiao, though he saved his right arm, was demoted one rank from Protector to Flower Protector. Ran Yuchun, on the other hand, benefited, rising from Flower Protector to Protector.

Now, Peony stepped forward and announced loudly, "The fourth round begins! Who dares to challenge?"

Shi Kaixian appeared in a flash, saying, "It's my turn this time." Peony gracefully descended the stone steps.

Ling Junyi and Shi Kaixian entered the arena and stood facing each other. Ye Kaixian cupped his hands and said, "Brother, you're using a double-edged sword. Are you still unarmed, Brother Ling?"

Ling Junyi smiled and said, "Brother rarely uses weapons."

Ye Kaixian added, "But I must remind Brother Ling that my halberd is coated with a potent poison. You must be careful in hand-to-hand combat."

Ling Junyi clasped his hands and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Brother Ye. I will be careful."

Shaoyao glanced at Ling Junyi with her pretty eyes, then turned to Ye Kaixian and asked, "Do you have an antidote for the poison on your halberd?"

Ye Kaixian replied, "The poisoning of this halberd is a secret technique passed down through the Humble School. Of course, there is an antidote."

Shaoyao said, "Alright! You can begin."

Ye Kaixian took off the long robe he was wearing, and with a flick of his wrist, took a pair of short halberds from his waist, then removed their sheaths. The double halberds gleamed with a dazzling blue light and looked extremely sharp. Ye Kaixian twirled his arms, bringing his halberds to his elbows, and bowed towards Ling Junyi, saying, "Brother Ling, please." His display of skill was swift, agile, and beautiful.

Ling Junyi bowed and said, "Brother Ye, please go first." Ye

Kaixian said, "I'm being presumptuous." He then

used the "Double Dragons Emerging from the Water" move with his halberds—one above the other, pointing diagonally. His move was slow, clearly showing his deference. Ling Junyi smiled slightly, took a half-step forward with his left foot, and lightly separated his hands, closing in from the combined attack of the halberds without retaliating. Ye Kaixian shifted his stance, shouting, "Brother Ling, be careful!" A flash of blue light appeared, and two poisoned short halberds, swift as lightning, flipped up from behind his elbows, slashing precisely at Ling Junyi's wrists. This sudden change of move was incredibly fast and the technique so ingenious that it shocked the entire audience!

Ling Junyi shouted "Good!" Without making any visible movement, he simply dodged lightly, seemingly avoiding the enemy. In fact, in that instant, he flicked his left hand against Ye Kaixian's right elbow, striking his "Quchi" acupoint. Both were incredibly fast, passing each other in a flash. Having exchanged two blows, Ye Kaixian knew Ling Junyi was no easy opponent; no wonder the previous three had fallen to him repeatedly. He dared not underestimate him, and with his twin halberds held to his chest, he swiftly circled around Ling Junyi! Ling Junyi, fighting with his bare hands against Ye Kaixian's twin halberds, especially since the halberds were poisoned, dared not be careless. He slowly followed Ye Kaixian's lead, his toes turning as he circled. Suddenly, Ye Kaixian roared, his twin halberds flashing, thrusting left and right, striking Ling Junyi more than ten times in an instant. This time, his attacks were not only swift but also steady, employing swallowing, spitting, chopping, and thrusting techniques in quick succession, with a variety of fancy moves, sometimes using the halberd handle as a short club, feinting and real! Two streaks of blue light flashed like lightning, dazzling the eyes, because he was attacking from around Ling Junyi's body, making it seem as if Ling Junyi was trapped in his layers of halberd shadows.

Ling Junyi swiftly turned, unleashing the Shaolin Twelve Forms of Returning Dragon. His palms and fingers stretched and bent like a dragon, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, dodging and parrying amidst Ye Kaixian's ever-changing, fancy halberd moves, his attacks varied and intricate, specifically targeting the opponent's vital points and joints. Ye Kaixian's pair of poisoned short halberds, despite finding openings and flashing blue light, not only couldn't penetrate, but were also constantly forced to defend themselves by Ling Junyi's palms and fingers. In a short while, the two had exchanged over twenty blows. Although Ye Kaixian's attacks were affected by the joint locks, forcing him to change tactics midway, his "Elbow-Back Halberd" was a specialty of close combat, allowing him to change moves extremely quickly and maintain his momentum, resulting in a stalemate. Ling Junyi, facing his poisoned halberds barehanded, was understandably wary. In these twenty moves, he suffered two close calls, nearly having his shoulder slashed by the halberds! After twenty moves, Ling Junyi grew impatient, thinking to himself, "How can this entanglement end?" With this thought, he suddenly perked up and darted into Ye Kaixian's halberds.

Ye Kaixian was caught off guard, only to feel his elbows tighten as Ling Junyi seized his joints. He heard Ling Junyi's voice say, "Brother Ye, you are too kind."

This happened in the blink of an eye; as soon as Ling Junyi finished speaking, his fingers released their grip, and he gracefully retreated. Those watching from both sides only saw Ye Kaixian's halberd flash suddenly stop, and his figure abruptly separate. Ye Kaixian blushed, his halberds already retracted behind his elbows. He bowed to Ling Junyi and said, "Brother Ling, please show mercy. I concede." After speaking, he put on his long robe and retreated.

The flower maids, hearing that Ling Junyi had won again, applauded even more enthusiastically. The happiest among them was naturally Wen Wanjun, who was impersonating Rose, but she wore a mask and showed no sign of it. She clapped along with everyone else. Peony was also secretly pleased. Her starry eyes conveyed her joy as she quickly returned to the steps.

The Venerable One, seated on the steps, fixed his piercing gaze through the black veil on Ling Junyi, a hint of concern in his eyes. He slowly said, "You won by a hair's breadth. This is understandable given the eagerness of a young man. But if you play steadily, you can still secure victory within fifty moves. Trying to defeat your opponent within twenty moves is a mere formality. Anyone with combat experience would never risk everything. Never be so impetuous again." Everyone could hear the Venerable One's appreciation for Ling Junyi's talent after four consecutive victories.

Ling Junyi blushed and hurriedly bowed, saying, "Your Excellency's advice is absolutely correct. I will remember it." The Venerable One nodded slightly in approval, then turned to Shaoyao and whispered a few instructions.

No one heard what she and the vice leader said, but after Ling Junyi won four consecutive matches, the Supreme Elder suddenly gave instructions to Shaoyao, which aroused everyone's secret speculation. Shaoyao walked to the steps and softly asked Ling Junyi, "Do you want to rest?" Her tone was somewhat like a wife asking her husband. Everyone in the Hundred Flowers Gang knew that the vice leader was always aloof and cold, and had never been so gentle before! The flower girls couldn't help but feel a strange feeling! The protectors and flower guardians, although none of them dared to have any improper thoughts about this female fiend, men, after all, are prone to jealousy, and everyone gets jealous, so they naturally felt a little strange as well.

Hearing her speak so earnestly to him in front of everyone, Ling Junyi's face fell. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Vice Leader. I don't need to rest."

Shaoyao nodded and said, "Since you don't need to rest, then continue." Then she raised her eyes and asked, "Now that the fifth round has begun, is anyone else going to challenge?"

"This subordinate is Gongsun Xiang." "This subordinate is Zhang Nanqiang." Both of them responded.

Gongsun Xiang turned around and cupped his hands to Zhang Nanqiang, saying, "Brother Zhang, please forgive me. I went up at the same time as Brother Ding and Brother Ye in the third round. The Vice Leader asked the three of us to discuss who should go first, so it was my turn in this round. How about Brother Zhang goes up in the next round?" Hearing this, Zhang Nanqiang had no choice but to cup his hands and retreat. Gongsun Xiang stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ling Junyi, and said

with a smile, "Brother, though I am not talented, I would also like to learn from Brother Ling's superior skills." Before Ling Junyi could speak, Shaoyao continued, her gaze fixed on him, and said, "The Supreme Lord wants to see how skilled you are with your sword. In this contest, it would be best if you used swords to compete. However, this is a competition, and also

a battle for the position of Chief Protector of Flowers. Everyone has the right to choose their weapon. Therefore, the Supreme Lord has no intention of forcing you. You should consider and decide for yourself." "The Supreme Lord wants to see my swordsmanship!" Ling Junyi's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "Isn't this very close to my goal of becoming the Chief Protector of Flowers?" His face flushed slightly, and he hurriedly bowed

, saying, "Your subordinate respectfully accepts the decree." Seeing that he answered quickly, Shaoyao's starry eyes deepened as she looked at him with concern, and she said, "You might as well consider it." Secretly, however, she used telepathy to say, "If you are not confident of defeating him, it is alright not to use your sword." She had heard her master say that the Buddha of the Backhand never used weapons, and she couldn't help but worry for him.

In front of everyone, Ling Junyi avoided eye contact with her, only nodding slightly and respectfully replying, "This subordinate has received the Emperor's deep consideration and will do my best."

Seeing him nod, Shaoyao announced, "Very well, then this round will be a sword duel. However, both sides must abide by the rules, stopping short of causing serious injury." She was still worried about Ling Junyi. Ling Junyi and Gongsun Xiang simultaneously responded, "Yes."

As soon as Shaoyao finished speaking, she turned and beckoned. A maidservant presented a long sword to Ling Junyi, who took it with a smile, saying, "Thank you, young lady." The maidservant blushed deeply at his smile, quickly lowered her head, and retreated hastily.

Gongsun Xiang and Ling Junyi walked into the arena side by side, with Gongsun Xiang chuckling, "Brother Ling, you truly are a man of elegance."

Ling Junyi replied, "Brother Gongsun, please don't tease me."

The two stood facing each other, and Shaoyao followed, saying, "You are ready." Ling Junyi slowly drew his longsword, the tip pointing to the sky, his left hand raised to his chest, standing solemnly. Just by looking at his starting stance, one could tell he was using the Shaolin "Damo Sword Technique."

At the same time, Gongsun Xiang drew his sword with a clang, but he held it at an angle, assuming the starting stance of the "Heavenly Wolf Sword Technique." The spectators on both sides, having won four consecutive matches unarmed, were naturally paying special attention to this match where both fighters were using longswords, and the entire arena was so quiet that not a sound could be heard.

Seeing that the two had already set up their stances and were waiting for her command, Shaoyao waved her hand towards the center and shouted, "Begin!" As she spoke, her right hand involuntarily gripped the hilt of her sword. She knew that Gongsun Xiang was proficient in the "Heavenly Wolf Sword Technique," and that his sword strikes were ruthless. Ling Junyi repeatedly said he rarely used weapons, and that he had only reluctantly used one this time because the Emperor wanted to see his swordsmanship. He wondered if he was a match for Gongsun Xiang. Her right hand gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, clearly worried, ready to draw her sword and separate the two should Ling Junyi make a dangerous move.

"Please." "Please."

The two in the arena said "Please" simultaneously at Shaoyao's command and began to move. Gongsun Xiang lunged forward, his left foot suddenly taking a step forward. His movements were like a wolf, and this step covered more than six feet! It was more accurate to say he leaped rather than leaped, and he instantly flashed to Ling Junyi's right side, turned around and drew his sword. The sword flashed and thrust horizontally. Although his movements were fast, his swordplay was not. In the instant he turned around and drew his sword, he even gave Ling Junyi a slight smile, as if to greet him.

Ling Junyi stood smiling, his blue robes fluttering, his figure remaining still until Gongsun Xiang moved to his right. Only then did he raise his left palm, holding a sword to his chest, and thrust his right sword downwards to block. His attack was extremely simple, but most of those present were skilled swordsmen, and they could easily discern this. Ling Junyi repeatedly claimed he rarely used weapons, yet this single sword strike, light and graceful, demonstrated his considerable swordsmanship. Before the swords could clash, Gongsun Xiang, with a quick movement of his left foot, turned, his sword tip rising like three cold stars, swiftly aiming for Ling Junyi's throat. Ling Junyi smiled faintly, raised his sword, and thrust it forward. A soft "clang" rang out as the two sword tips collided, each taking a step back.

To the onlookers, this move seemed unremarkable, but a strange glint flashed in the eyes of the elder seated on the steps! In his second move, Gongsun Xiang was no longer giving an inch. The three flying points of cold light arrived in the blink of an eye—how swift! If Ling Junyi had simply raised his sword to parry, it would have been nothing special. But he, like his opponent, also raised his sword and pointed. Of course, two of the three flying points were illusions; only one was the real sword tip! For Ling Junyi to identify even one of the sword tips in that lightning-fast moment was no easy feat. To then strike the opponent's sword tip with his own, a tip as thin as a hair's breadth, and knock him back, required exceptional eyesight, reflexes, and lightning-fast precision. It was impossible to achieve without such skill. Try it yourself; you might spend half a day trying and still fail. Gongsun Xiang, of course, hadn't anticipated this. As the two separated, he uttered a soft shout: "Brother Ling, be careful!"

His longsword suddenly tightened, and the "Heavenly Wolf Sword Technique" flowed forth. He moved like a wolf, darting left and right, swift as the wind. His longsword, gleaming with a cold light, thrust out exquisitely sharp blades, truly unparalleled in speed and ferocity! At his most intense moments, his entire body was enveloped in sword light as he darted and pounced on Ling Junyi from all sides, resembling a ferocious, snarling wolf! Ling Junyi used the Shaolin "Bodhidharma Swordplay," a sword technique that relied on stillness to control movement. His movements, even when fully extended, were confined to a radius of only a few feet. His sword strikes were not particularly fast; the sword's momentum flowed like clouds and water, leisurely and unpredictable, yet containing profound Zen wisdom!

Despite Gongsun Xiang's fierce attacks, Ling Junyi remained elegant, effortlessly deflecting them with a wave of his hand. Moreover, the sword light he unleashed was chillingly sharp, a streak over ten feet long, intercepting Gongsun Xiang's attacks wherever he darted left and right. Since his swordplay wasn't fast, how could he withstand Gongsun Xiang's lightning-fast attacks? This question made everyone hold their breath and stare intently at Ling Junyi's sword, wondering what his secret was. Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that the sword light he drew, over ten feet long, could move nimbly in both directions, meeting the opponent's attacks head-on. It turned out that he used his longsword alternately with his left and right hands. For example, if Gongsun Xiang attacked from the right, he would use his right hand to block with his sword; but when Gongsun Xiang darted to the left and attacked, he would quickly switch the sword from his right hand to his left, using his left hand to counterattack. To an outsider who didn't look closely, they would only see a streak of sword light, graceful as a dragon, moving leisurely from left to right, from right to left, seemingly not very fast. In reality, he was switching the sword from left to right and right to left with lightning speed. Moreover, each sword strike was launched before the opponent's, forcing Gongsun Xiang to retreat even half a step, his attacks forced to be abruptly halted, requiring him to change tactics mid-strike. Therefore, despite their extremely fast movements, their swords never clashed, and the sound of swords colliding was never heard. This exchange of sword strikes between the two was truly unprecedented!

Even those who harbored great hostility towards Ling Junyi, such as the Nine-Fingered Judge Leng Chaozong and the Three-Eyed Cai Liang, couldn't help but nod secretly, admitting their inferiority. The onlookers spontaneously burst into applause. This applause was naturally for Ling Junyi, who truly lived up to expectations. Amidst the applause, a clang rang out—the sound of metal clashing! Ling Junyi and Gongsun Xiang had exchanged at least twenty blows, and this was their first real clash. The applause stopped abruptly. As their swords clashed, Ling Junyi suddenly sidestepped, his left hand already gripping Gongsun Xiang's right wrist. The applause ceased, and so did the flashing swords and the figures. Ling Junyi released Gongsun Xiang's right wrist with a flick of his wrist. Sweat glistened on Gongsun Xiang's handsome face. He swiftly sheathed his sword, a look of shame on his face, and cupped his hands, saying, "Brother Ling, your skill is unparalleled; I humbly admit defeat."

Ling Junyi simultaneously sheathed his sword, smiling, "Brother Gongsun, you flatter me. To be honest, I only won by a narrow margin; I was very lucky." Ling Junyi had won this round again, and the applause that had just stopped erupted once more. Ling Junyi had won five consecutive rounds, his skill surpassing all others, leaving everyone in the audience astonished.

The deputy leader, Shaoyao, stared intently at Ling Junyi with wide, beautiful eyes, her heart brimming with joy. Her right hand, which had been gripping her sword, naturally lowered. Only after the applause subsided did she announce in a sweet voice, "Ling Junyi has won the fifth round as well. Now, let's continue with the challenge. Which other protectors would like to step forward?"

The eight newly appointed protectors had suffered three consecutive defeats. They had all realized that Ling Junyi's skill was akin to the "Reverse Hand Tathagata," and his martial arts were far superior to theirs. Going out to challenge him would only result in defeat. Therefore, as soon as Peony finished speaking, no one stepped forward this time. Peony waited for a while, then her gaze swept over the other six protectors standing on the left side of the steps, and she asked again, "Who else wants to challenge me?" Still, none of the six protectors stepped forward.

Peony was hoping no one would challenge her, so the title of "Chief Protector" could fall to her newly recognized "elder brother." But she couldn't leave it at that, so she turned her gaze to Zhang Nanqiang from Hengshan Sect and said, "Zhang Nanqiang, didn't you just appear with Gongsun Xiang? Why didn't you come forward when it was your turn?"

Zhang Nanqiang blushed and bowed, saying, "This subordinate is no match for Young Master Ling; it's best to hide my abilities."

Peony said, "This is an open competition. Victory is certainly gratifying, but even defeat is not shameful. What's the point of hiding your abilities?"

Zhang Nanqiang said, "This subordinate knows his own limitations. How dare I challenge Young Master Ling with such insignificant skills?" He had given up!

Peony's gaze shifted to the other five, asking, "What about you? Does anyone want to challenge us?" Song Desheng, wielding the "Chaotic Cloak Sword Technique"; Qin Deguang, wielding the "Frosty Silk Palm"; Du Qianlin, wielding the Judge's Pen; and Luo Gengyun, wielding the Wu Hook Sword, remained silent. Ran Tuichun, wielding the "Blood Shadow Finger," had filled Ding Qiao's vacancy and been promoted to Protector; since the other four hadn't stepped forward, he naturally couldn't challenge them either. These five remained silent, effectively giving up.

Seeing no one challenge, Peony continued, "If you don't continue challenging, then you've forfeited the competition." The six Protectors at the front of the steps still remained silent. Peony turned to face the Supreme Elder and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, six guardians have already withdrawn from the competition."

The Supreme Elder nodded and said, "Then announce that Ling Junyi has won and will be elected as the Chief Flower Protector of this sect."

Peony bowed and replied, "Yes," then turned to the outside and raised her voice, saying, "By order of the Supreme Elder, the Chief Flower Protector competition is won by Guardian Ling Junyi." A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted from both sides of the steps. The flower maidens had initially supported Ling Junyi, and now, hearing that he had indeed been elected Chief Flower Protector, they clapped their hands wildly, their clapping continuing for a long time.

Peony happily raised her hand to Ling Junyi and said sweetly, "Congratulations, Young Master Ling! Please return to your seat." Ling Junyi bowed and returned to his seat below the Hundred Flowers Sect Leader.

The leader of the Hundred Flowers Gang smiled brightly and said in a low voice, "Young Master Ling has won five consecutive matches and has been awarded the position of Chief Protector of the Flowers. Congratulations!"

Ling Junyi hurriedly bowed and said, "I will need the Gang Leader's guidance in the future."

Peony then announced from the steps, "The competition for the Left and Right Protectors will now begin. Who wants to participate?"

Nine-Finger Judge Leng Chaozong said, "Your subordinate."

Three-Eyed Cai Liang also responded, "Your subordinate."

Peony asked, "Is there anyone else participating in the competition for the Left and Right Protectors?" None of the eight protectors spoke.

Peony continued, "Alright, then is there anyone who wants to challenge?"

Ye Kaixian said, "We all unanimously support Leng and Cai to continue serving as Left and Right Protectors."

Peony asked, "Is this everyone's decision?" The seven protectors standing behind him responded in unison, "Yes."

The Supreme Lord nodded, saying, "Very well, then let Leng and Cai remain as the Left and Right Protectors."

The Nine-Fingered Judge Leng Chaozong and the Three-Eyed Cai Liang bowed simultaneously, saying, "Your subordinates thank Your Majesty for your consideration." The Supreme Lord

nodded, saying, "Do your best."

Peony stood on the steps and announced loudly, "The investiture ceremony begins! Chief Flower Protector Ling Junyi, Left Protector Leng Chaozong, and Right Protector Cai Liang receive the gold medals from Your Majesty." As soon as

she finished speaking, Ling Junyi took two steps forward, facing the steps, with Leng Chaozong and Cai Liang standing behind him on either side. The Supreme Lord and the Hundred Flowers Gang Leader stood up simultaneously, and Peony quickly returned to stand to the Supreme Lord's right. The head steward, Yulan, took a white jade tray from a maid, held it with both hands, and walked to the Supreme Lord. The Supreme Lord reached into the jade tray and took out an octagonal gold medal—the "Chief Flower Protector" medal. The gold medal, about an inch square, was made of pure gold and exquisitely carved. The front featured a protective bell in the center, surrounded by a hundred flower buds. The reverse side bore eight small seal characters: "Chief Protector of the Hundred Flowers Gang." Two small, large red tassels hung from the medal, gleaming brightly and dazzlingly. As soon as the Supreme Elder took the medal, Peony called out, "Ling Junyi, ascend the steps to receive the medal."

Ling Junyi did as instructed, ascending the steps to the Supreme Elder and bowing deeply. The Supreme Elder returned the bow with a smile, personally placing the Chief Protector's medal on Ling Junyi's chest. Ling Junyi bowed again, and thunderous applause erupted before the steps. After the applause subsided slightly, the Supreme Elder said kindly, "Ling Junyi, from this day forward, you are the Chief Protector of this gang."

Ling Junyi replied, "This is the Supreme Elder's grace." He had learned this from the left and right protectors.

The Supreme Lord said, “No, this honor is one you earned yourself, based on your true talent and learning. No one could promote you with their power. Only fair competition can allow talented individuals to stand out. And only through fair competition can everyone be convinced and have no objections. This is what I wish to congratulate you on.”

Ling Junyi bowed repeatedly and said, “Thank you for your praise, Supreme Lord.” The Supreme Lord

then said, “Look closely at this gold medal for the Chief Protector of Flowers. Do you understand its significance?”

Ling Junyi said, “I am foolish and ignorant. Please enlighten me, Supreme Lord. ” "Point,"

the Supreme Lord continued, "The octagonal gold plaque symbolizes the eight directions; the golden bell in the center represents the Chief Protector of Flowers. This signifies: the Golden Bell of Flowers, the heroic spirit of the eight directions. From now on, the responsibility of protecting our sect rests entirely on your shoulders. Of course, below the Chief Protector of Flowers, there are the Left and Right Protectors, the Eight Protectors, and the Twenty-Four Protectors of Flowers, but they are all subordinate to you. Therefore, the primary responsibility rests on your shoulders alone. Strive diligently."

Ling Junyi said with a look of fear, "This subordinate is ashamed of my dullness and knows I am unworthy of this heavy responsibility, failing the Supreme Lord's high expectations."

The Supreme Elder smiled slightly, took a long sword from a yellow-clad maid beside him, and handed it to Ling Junyi, saying, "This is the Heaven-Reliant Sword, three feet and three inches long. It is an ancient famous sword, capable of cutting through gold and iron, incomparably sharp. I bestow this sword upon you, hoping you will use it wisely." This act of bestowing the sword showed the Supreme Elder's high regard for Ling Junyi. Strangely, the expressions of the three members of the Hundred Flowers Gang—Peony, the leader; Peony, the deputy leader; and Magnolia, the steward—standing to the left and right of the Supreme Elder, were all different. Upon hearing the Supreme Elder's words, Peony, the leader of the Hundred Flowers Gang, glanced at Ling Junyi with a pair of bright, expressive eyes, seemingly both surprised and delighted, and shyly lowered her head. Peony, the deputy leader, seemed slightly surprised, staring intently at Ling Junyi, a cold light flashing in her starry eyes—a strange mix of regret and jealousy. Magnolia, however, had eyes filled with joy. Because the three women wore masks, no one could discern their expressions. From the fleeting glimpses in their eyes, how could anyone know their inner secrets?

All this happened in an instant. Ling Junyi quickly raised both hands, accepted the longsword, and gratefully said, "Your Majesty's generous gift is beyond measure." The Supreme Being's

gaze was gentle, and she nodded, saying, "Very well. Tomorrow morning, the Steward may accompany you to Hundred Flowers Valley. I have further instructions." Ling Junyi bowed and replied, "Yes."

Yulan bowed at the same time, saying, "Disciple respectfully accepts the decree."

Then, Shaoyao said sweetly, "Ling Junyi, return to your place." Ling Junyi withdrew as instructed.

Shaoyao continued, "Leng Chaozong and Cai Liang, ascend the steps to receive your golden tokens." The Nine-Fingered Judge Leng Chaozong and the Three-Eyed Cai Liang walked side-by-side up the stone steps, performing the proper rites. The Supreme Being took the golden tokens of the Left and Right Protectors from the jade plate and bestowed them upon the two men, who then bowed and withdrew.

Peony announced in a sweet voice, "The conference has concluded successfully. Meeting adjourned." The crowd below stood respectfully. The Supreme Elder slowly rose, nodded to the crowd, and then, accompanied by the Chief and Deputy Chief, left. Four yellow-clad maidens followed.

Magnolia's starry eyes were filled with joy as she smiled mysteriously at Ling Junyi, saying, "Congratulations, Young Master Ling, on being appointed Chief Protector of Flowers and bestowed with a precious sword by the Supreme Elder! This is truly a great joy."

Ling Junyi bowed and declined, saying, "This is the Supreme Elder's great favor; I am deeply honored." As he spoke, twelve attendants, including Plum Blossom, Lotus, and Jade Stamen, approached.

Yu Rui smiled and said, "Young Master Ling, all of us sisters have come to congratulate you in person!" Mei Hua chimed in

with a charming laugh, "Yes, Young Master Ling's appointment as Chief Flower Protector is a joyous occasion for our sect. We sisters have always wholeheartedly supported you." As the head of the twelve attendants, her words were followed by a chorus of "Congratulations, Young Master Ling, on being appointed Chief Flower Protector!"

"Congratulations, Chief Flower Protector!" A chorus of voices rang out, all expressing their congratulations. Ling Junyi couldn't tell who was speaking, but was overwhelmed by the fragrance of clothes and the dazzling array of figures. His face flushed red, and he hurriedly bowed, saying, "I am deeply grateful for the kindness of all the attendants." The hundred flower maidens, seeing the elder leave, also gathered around. A sweet voice called out from the crowd, "Come and see the groom!"

"Ah, the groom's face is red again!"

"Congratulations, groom!"

The flower maidens were wholeheartedly devoted to Ling Junyi's selection as the chief protector of flowers, and now they seemed to have gone mad, laughing and screaming, creating a lively scene. Ling Junyi, amidst this enthusiastic display of flowers, truly became the "groom," his handsome face turning bright red. Yulan smiled slightly at him, then said loudly, "Everyone, please be quiet. The Chief Flower Protector has just fought several battles and hasn't rested yet. He should get some rest now. If you sisters want to express your congratulations, the gang leader and deputy gang leader will be holding a grand banquet in the main hall tonight. You might as well toast him a little more." The flower girls cheered.

Ling Junyi said with a wry smile, "If the steward says that, won't I be in trouble? One cup per person, I'll definitely get drunk to death."

Yulan laughed, "This humble concubine is just trying to help you out. Actually, even if this humble concubine hadn't said anything, they would have toasted you tonight anyway." The flower girls dispersed. The Left Protector, Nine-Fingered Judge Leng Chaozong, the Right Protector, Three-Eyed Cai Liang, along with the eight newly appointed protectors and twenty-four Flower Protectors, walked over together.

Leng Chaozong's gloomy face broke into a smile as he cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Chief Envoy! I knew Brother Ling would win this competition."

Cai Liang gave a thumbs-up and chimed in, "Brother Ling is a prodigy with unparalleled skills; he's truly admirable. No wonder the Supreme Elder values him so highly." These two, naturally influenced by the Supreme Elder's high regard, changed their attitude, becoming obsequious and eager to win him over.

Ling Junyi cupped his hands and said, "You two protectors are too kind; I am unworthy of such praise. I will rely on you greatly in the future, and I hope you will not hesitate to guide me."

Cai Liang laughed heartily, "Chief Envoy, you are too kind. Although Brother Leng and I are a few years older than Brother Ling, he is our leader. We are all one family. If there is anything you need, Chief Envoy, just give the order, and we brothers will go through fire and water without hesitation." Although he had a fierce appearance, he seemed to be the most straightforward one.

Leng Chaozong, stroking his goatee, nodded repeatedly, saying, "Brother Cai is absolutely right. Brother Ling has been highly regarded by the Supreme Lord since his arrival. With such a leader, we brothers will benefit greatly in the future." He chuckled smugly, then added, "Come on, let's go inside and sit down."

The eight newly appointed protectors were all subordinates of Leng and Cai. With the two of them keeping Ling Junyi company, the others naturally had no chance to interrupt. Ling Junyi, accompanied by Leng and Cai, entered the right wing of the main hall. This was a row of three spacious open rooms, furnished with many chairs and tables—clearly the resting place for the protectors. It wasn't completely dark yet, but the room was already brightly lit. Leng Chaozong and Cai Liang led Ling Junyi to his seat, and everyone else followed suit. Two maids immediately brought tea. Leng Chaozong picked up his teacup and said, "Please have some tea, Chief."

Ling Junyi smiled and said, "Brother Leng, you just said we're all family, why are you being so polite with your brothers now?"

Cai Liang smiled and said, "This is our custom here. In the past, if Brother Leng and the brothers didn't drink tea first, none of us dared to drink first. Now that you are our leader, it's only right that you drink first, then we brothers dare to drink."

Ling Junyi asked, "Is this where our protectors of the Flower Family rest?"

Leng Chaozong said, "That's right, this is the front courtyard of the Flower Family Manor, and it's also where the protectors and... " The gathering place for the Flower Protectors is located in the inner courtyard, accessible from the main hall. Brothers are not permitted to enter without prior authorization.”

Ling Junyi nodded, then stood up and said loudly, “Brothers are young and inexperienced, and I am truly humbled to be appointed as the Chief Flower Protector! Chief Flower Protector, Left and Right Protectors, Flower Protectors—these titles are merely distinctions of position. They serve as a system for uniformity during missions, nothing more. In truth, we are all brothers, especially during rest periods, where there is no need for distinctions of rank. Therefore, I feel that, like the matter of drinking tea…” "There's no need

to be so formal. Just sit together like a family, drink as you like, wouldn't that make it much more intimate?" Cai Liang said, "The Commander-in-Chief is truly enlightened. I've long felt this matter was a bit awkward, but now that the Commander-in-Chief has said this, this rule is off the table."

Ding Qiao stood up, walked to Ling Junyi, clasped his hands in a deep bow, and said, "During the competition, I improperly used the hidden weapon concealed in the fan, offending the Commander-in-Chief. I feel deeply uneasy and humbly beg the Commander-in-Chief's forgiveness..."

Ling Junyi hurriedly stood up and returned the bow, saying, "Brother Ding, you absolutely mustn't do that!" "Who is without fault? The matter is over, why bring it up again? Besides, Brother Ding worked so hard to become a protector, and he was demoted as a result. I, your brother, am bound by the rules and unable to redress your grievances, and I already feel uneasy. Why should Brother Ding blame himself? From now on, we are all family, so please don't take it to heart."

Ding Jiao's face was full of gratitude as she bowed and said, "The Grand Master is so magnanimous; I am utterly ashamed."

Just then, a maid entered and bowed, saying, "The banquet in the hall is ready. The Chief and Deputy Chief have arrived. Chief Protector and all the protectors, please take your seats."

Ling Junyi nodded, and accompanied by his left and right protectors, entered the hall. Eight protectors and twenty-four flower-protecting envoys followed in single file. Inside the hall, countless palace lanterns were lit, illuminating the painted beams and carved pillars. Ling Junyi, dressed in flowing blue robes and with the Heaven-Slaying Sword at his waist, strode into the hall first, greeted by applause from the flower maidens on both sides. At the head of the table on the right, the Hundred Flowers Gang leader, Peony, and the deputy leader, Peony, simultaneously stood up. Although the Supreme Elder was personally presiding over today's competition, the deputy leader, Peony, had stolen the show.

Tonight's banquet was hosted by the gang leader and deputy gang leader. Therefore, when the Hundred Flowers Gang Leader stood up, she parted her cherry lips slightly and said in a sweet voice, "With immense joy, on behalf of all the sisters of our gang, I welcome the newly elected Chief Flower Protector, Left and Right Protectors, and the eight Protectors. Please take your seats."

Ling Junyi cupped his hands and said, "How dare we, your subordinates, accept such a lavish feast from the gang leader and deputy gang leader?"

At the head of the hall, three tables were arranged in a triangular pattern. The guests today were the newly appointed Chief Flower Protector, Left and Right Protectors, and the eight Protectors. Therefore, the middle table was occupied by Ling Junyi, Leng Chaozong, and Cai Liang. The left table was occupied by the eight newly appointed Protectors. The gang leader and deputy gang leader, as the hosts, sat at the right table. Next, on the left were the twenty-four Flower Protectors, and on the right were the head steward, Yulan, and twelve attendants. Further down were the seats for the flower maidens. This banquet was primarily to celebrate the appointment of the new Chief Protector of Flowers. Although the gang leader was present, he wasn't as intimidating as the Supreme Protector, so everyone was in a relaxed and cheerful mood. Moreover, the gang leader and deputy leader were toasting the Chief Protector, followed by the steward and twelve attendants. The flower girls, of course, wouldn't let the opportunity pass. So, following the twelve attendants, they too toasted the three seats at the head of the table. Toasting is all about "respect," and those being toasted naturally can't refuse; they simply can't. It's a "respect" for you; you can't be ungrateful, can you? The Chinese have a virtue passed down for thousands of years—hospitality. No matter the occasion, drinking is indispensable. And whenever drinking is involved, unless it's solitary drinking, toasting is inevitable. And whenever toasting is involved, mutual drinking is also inevitable. As the host, everyone hopes to get their guests drunk; it's a "kind intention," and it has to be done. But who invented this "kind intention"? Everyone knew the intention wasn't pleasant, yet they still followed the custom, which has persisted for thousands of years.

Under the "kind intentions" of the flower girls, Ling Junyi was made drunk! Not only Ling Junyi, but the left and right protectors and the eight newly appointed protectors were all thoroughly drunk. Even the chief and deputy leaders, the steward, and the twelve attendants were all eight or nine parts drunk. This was because they were all the objects of the flower girls' "toasting." This feast was truly a sight to behold, with the fragrance of wine wafting through the air, shoes clattering, cups and plates scattered everywhere, and even earrings falling from the front and empty bowls behind! Even Mr. Chunyu, who could drink a stone's worth of wine, would inevitably get drunk. Ling Junyi was escorted back to his lodging by two messengers sent by Yulan. It was almost midnight! The moonlight, like water, slanted across the windowpanes. The two south-facing windows in Ling Junyi's bedroom were still open, but the lights were off, and it was dark and silent. Only the rich aroma of alcohol wafted intermittently from the window. Ling Junyi sat cross-legged on the bed, using his superior internal energy to expel the alcohol from his body. He was drenched in sweat, his body reeking of the alcohol, and he was now completely sober.

The moonlight, which had been as soft as water, slanted across the window. But in the blink of an eye, the moonlight was obscured by floating clouds and quickly disappeared, leaving the room pitch black. At this moment, a tall, slender figure suddenly appeared on the east wall of the courtyard. As soon as this person appeared on the wall, they silently floated down to the window, spun around, and disappeared inside. As fate would have it, just as the tall, slender figure disappeared into the room, another graceful figure appeared in the corridor! It was a slim young woman. Without moonlight, you couldn't see her beautiful face clearly, but just by looking at her slender and graceful figure, you could tell she was a captivating beauty. Her steps were light and quick, leaving no trace of dust, and in the darkness, only her bright eyes shone like stars. Her gaze swept across the room, and she spotted the open window. She let out a soft "Eh!" and walked towards the window.

The slender woman had already reached the window, and she softly snorted, "That girl Xin Yi deserves to die; she didn't even close the window." She brushed her hair aside and suddenly called out softly and sweetly, "Brother Ling, are you sober?" Ling Junyi naturally recognized Shaoyao's voice, but he was practicing his internal energy and couldn't speak.

The slender woman chuckled softly, and with a sway of her waist, like a fragrant breeze, she was already at the bedside! The room was still filled with the smell of alcohol, which she naturally noticed. She gently furrowed her brow and said in an even softer voice, "Look at you! So drunk!"

Ling Junyi finished his practice at that moment and asked, "Is this the Vice Leader?"

"You, calling me Vice Leader again, I already call you Big Brother." Peony said coquettishly as she lit a candle, removed a mask as thin as a cicada's wing from her face, and actually reached out to lift the curtain. Her pair of soft, jade-like hands touched Ling Junyi's forehead, and she slowly leaned down to whisper in his ear, her breath as sweet as orchids, "What's wrong with you?" Her voice was incredibly alluring; after all, she was human.

Ling Junyi grasped Shaoyao's delicate hand and said, "Sister, you..."

Shaoyao let him hold her hand without pulling it away, and softly said, "I was worried about you, so I came to check on you."

Ling Junyi said, "Thank you, sister."

Shaoyao said, "Who told you to be my older brother..."

She was very close to him, and the faint fragrance emanating from her was intoxicating! Ling Junyi's heart was pounding uncontrollably. He didn't say anything, but suddenly pulled her close, and Shaoyao let out a soft moan, her delicate body throwing herself into his arms. Ling Junyi didn't let her speak; his two hot lips had already sealed her cherry lips. She didn't push him away, but instead became as docile as a little bird nestled in its nest. Apart from the intense beating of their hearts, there was not a sound in the room. Under the lamplight, Shaoyao looked even more like a daffodil, extremely beautiful, especially her curvaceous figure, which aroused Ling Junyi's desire, and he couldn't help but kiss her fragrant lips passionately. His hands had already begun to move roughly, and a blush rose on Peony's delicate face, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a strange, watery light! He could feel an irresistible heat emanating from her!

"Mmm...oh...uh...ah..." Peony moaned softly.

"Sister, you are so beautiful..."

Peony, her heart fluttering with desire, collapsed onto the bed, her face flushed, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ling Junyi, a mixture of longing, fantasy, and anxiety in them, her chest heaving, her breasts trembling. Upon seeing this, Ling Junyi became even more passionate and excited, falling onto her and giving her a long, sweet kiss. Peony, fiery with passion, wrapped her arms around Ling Junyi's neck, her tongue darting out, dry and parched, and upon touching Ling Junyi's tongue, it was like dry grass meeting a raging fire, becoming even more intense. The two embraced, kissing passionately and caressing each other.

"Mmm! Big brother! I'm so sad!" Peony said coquettishly, swaying her body.

"Little sister, big brother is sad too. Can you take off your clothes?" Ling Junyi said.

Peony was blinded by lust and immediately nodded, "Mmm!"

Ling Junyi, as if receiving a royal decree, quickly took off her clothes, her bodice, and her underpants. Her naked body was instantly laid out before Ling Junyi. Her skin was white and rosy, delicate and flawless. Her firm and exquisite breasts rose and fell, her figure was balanced and curvaceous, her abdomen was smooth and flat, and her long and rounded thighs were a masterpiece of nature. The triangle area was mysterious and alluring, like a secluded valley in the deep mountains, untouched by human hands, very quiet and secluded. Her thick, black pubic hair covered her entire vulva, and her labia were red and plump, a pure sign of virginity. Her labia parted and opened, a beautiful sight, glistening with lustful fluid—a truly wondrous sight. Ling Junyi's eyes burned with desire, fixed on her alluring area.

He hastily stripped off his clothes, frantically embracing her curvaceous body. Sucking on her bright red nipples, his right hand moved directly to her mysterious vulva. At this moment, Shaoyao's lustful fluid flowed like a flood. Ling Junyi then extended his middle finger, following the flow of fluid, slowly inserting it inside. Not far in, Shaoyao frowned and cried out, "Ah...it hurts...Brother...slower..."

"Oh...Brother...it's so big...it hurts a little..." Shaoyao felt a slight pain, clutching his penis with both hands, and whispered.

"Good sister, big brother will insert it gently." While kissing her passionately, he vigorously groped and kneaded her breasts. Upon seeing this, Ling Junyi inserted his fingers further inside, occasionally withdrawing them to tease her clitoris, causing Shaoyao's lustful fluids to flow even more.

"Big brother... um... um... um..." As she spoke, Shaoyao reached out and grabbed Ling Junyi's penis, causing his nine-inch-long member to instantly swell even more, the glans trembling, making her pull her hand away involuntarily.

Ling Junyi then laughed, "How is it, big enough?"

"Ah... big brother... yours is so big... I'm afraid I can't take it..." Shaoyao said with some worry.

"My good sister, don't worry, big brother will take his time." Ling Junyi comforted her.

Under her delicate hands' ministrations, Ling Junyi's lust intensified, his body burning with heat. He parted Shaoyao's legs, placing a pillow under her buttocks to accentuate her vulva. Guiding his member, he probed at the entrance of her paradise before inserting it into her jade gate. Ling Junyi remained still, but his fingers were tightly gripped by her vulva, the soft, yielding walls feeling incredibly pleasurable. After a moment of this stalemate, Shaoyao felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her vagina, which was very uncomfortable. She said, "Brother, it's so itchy inside." With that, she lifted her buttocks.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ling Junyi's member immediately found its target. Shaoyao's lust intensified, her buttocks raised, and Ling Junyi slowly pushed in. Ling Junyi slowly pushed his penis in, and saw that Peony was frowning in pain. He knew in his heart, "A short pain is better than a long one." He thrust forcefully, inserting more than halfway. Peony cried out in pain, "It hurts so much...it hurts...it hurts..." She gripped his penis tightly, trying to stop him from going any further.

At this point, the glans was against her hymen; after that, he would reach the depths of her vagina, the clitoris within easy reach. Seeing Peony's pain, her eyes tightly closed, tears welling up, her face turning pale, Ling Junyi stopped, no longer pushing forward. He held his penis, moving it in and out of her vagina to ease her pain and increase her desire, while his right hand continued to knead and twist her nipples.

After a while, Ling Junyi softly asked, "Sister, how are you feeling now? Is the pain still bad?"

"It doesn't hurt as much as before, but it's still a little swollen and itchy inside! What should I do?" Peony said weakly.

“Little sister, as the saying goes, ‘No pain, no gain.’ You must endure the pain so that your big brother can insert it again to relieve your itch.”

“Okay, little sister, endure the pain, big brother, you… just go for it… insert it.” Peony gritted her teeth, preparing for Ling Junyi’s thrust. Ling Junyi took a deep breath, his penis swelled, and with a thrust of his waist, he plunged straight into her wet vagina. With a “whoosh,” he broke through her hymen, his nine-inch-long penis fully inserted, the hard penis filling her entire vagina.

Peony was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face, her whole body trembled, and she opened her mouth to scream. Seeing this, Ling Junyi immediately sealed her mouth with his lips, while gently comforting her, “Little sister, bear with it, this pain will be over soon, and the fun is yet to come.” Ling Junyi lay on top of her without moving, teasing her to his heart’s content.

After an unknown amount of time, Peony spoke first: "Big brother, it doesn't hurt inside anymore, but it's very itchy... You can gently thrust in and out... Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't take it..."

Upon hearing this, Ling Junyi immediately pulled his glans out slowly and then slowly inserted it again. After a while, he saw Peony's lustful fluids gushing out like a spring, her soft panting slightly, showing that she was wildly happy. At the same time, she lifted her buttocks up sharply to meet Ling Junyi's thrusts. Seeing her overcome her suffering, her passion surging like a tide, her alluring beauty like a blooming hibiscus, Ling Junyi's lust intensified. He tightly embraced her body, thrusting his hips like a spur-on, like adding fuel to the fire, his movements indescribably fierce, more ruthless than a thug, heavier than a thousand-pound hammer, deeper than a well. He pumped wildly, causing Shaoyao to gasp repeatedly, her eyes glazed with desire, moaning, "So...comfortable...so...good...Big brother...you...are...so...good...so beautiful...ah...oh...oh...mmm...so good...so beautiful..."

She moaned as she clung tightly to Ling Junyi, her legs hooked around his waist, her hips thrusting eagerly. It is said that a woman's most beautiful moment is when she is about to climax during intercourse, overflowing with passion, her face flushed, her breath soft, her eyes slightly open—that kind of beauty is not easily seen. At this moment, Peony was in that state, and that beauty drove Ling Junyi even more mad, making him thrust and pound relentlessly.

"Big brother...big brother...it's so beautiful...so beautiful...sister...it feels so good...sister would rather...die like this...it's so...comfortable...big brother...you...are so good at it...yes...more...harder...faster...faster...oh..."

Peony moaned softly, her hands tightly embracing Ling Junyi, her vagina contracting rapidly. A stream of hot virgin vaginal fluid shot out. To let her enjoy the pleasure of penetration, Ling Junyi thrust hard a few more times, and a stream of hot semen also spurted out, drenching her body and mind, making her tremble, crying out in pleasure, unwilling to let go of Ling Junyi.

The two enjoyed this beautiful moment together. After a while, she gasped for breath and said, "Beautiful...so beautiful...I've grown up so much...and only today do I realize...how wonderful penetration is...Big brother...are you comfortable...is it beautiful...?"

"Big brother is comfortable too." Ling Junyi held her, gently stroking and kissing her. In no time, Shaoyao was again dripping with lust, her desire rising, and she cried out, "Big brother...quick...quickly put it in..."

Ling Junyi deliberately made his penis throb at the entrance of her vagina, causing her to cry out urgently, "Wrong...right here...quickly put it in..." As she spoke, she grabbed Ling Junyi's penis with her hand and inserted it. Ling Junyi knew that she was currently in a state of heightened desire, so following the guidance of her small hand, he thrust it into the opening with a "whoosh," and it was completely inside.

Although her vulva was still somewhat swollen and painful, under the influence of lust, she endured the pain and allowed Ling Junyi to thrust in and out. Ling Junyi also tried his best to satisfy her, first using nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust, then switching to two shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust, and finally using a single thrust to penetrate all the way in one go. After being assaulted by Ling Junyi's waves of thrusts, Shaoyao's hips and waist swayed wildly, and she cried out in a wanton voice, "Ah... Big brother... You're so... good at thrusting... Sister... It's so beautiful... Ah... Ah... Sister... So... comfortable... My little pussy... It feels so good... So comfortable..."

Hearing her wanton cries, Ling Junyi's lust intensified. At this moment, Ling Junyi, driven by her wanton cries, thrust his long penis forward even more fiercely, the two of them making "thump," "thump," "slap," "slap" sounds as they slammed against each other's muscles. The sounds of their wetness, the thrusting, and her wanton cries combined to create a pure, natural, and original symphony.

"Big brother...you...are so good...mmm...it feels so good...harder...harder...oh...you're killing me...my little cunt...it's so beautiful...faster...faster...harder...oh...I'm ascending to heaven..."

Sure enough, a stream of warm semen gushed from her uterus, and Ling Junyi ejaculated at the same time. The two streams of semen mixed into a huge torrent, soaking her and Ling Junyi's pubic hair, their genitals, the bed, and the floor. How proud and aloof Peony was usually! At this moment, she had lost all her heroic spirit and became a wounded little bird, lying in Ling Junyi's arms.

Ling Junyi kissed her and said, "Little sister, you were really loud just now. Xin Yi must have heard you."

Shaoyao blushed, "I couldn't help it! Big brother, don't let Xin Yi gossip."

Ling Junyi laughed, "Don't worry about that."

Shaoyao understood, "You guys too..." Ling Junyi didn't hide anything from her and told her everything.

After hearing this, Shaoyao was relieved. Ling Junyi teased her, "The people in the Hundred Flowers Gang all say you're very arrogant, how come you're not arrogant anymore?"

Shaoyao blushed deeply, "Big brother, I know I was wrong, I'll definitely correct myself in the future."

Ling Junyi kissed her and said, "Little sister, don't misunderstand. I don't mean for you to change anything. Besides, I like your straightforward and decisive personality. I'm just reminding you not to lose your kindness." Shaoyao kissed him

back, "I'm grateful for your advice. Big brother, you must be careful not to let the Supreme Elder find out that you haven't been drugged."

Ling Junyi said gratefully, "Thank you for reminding me, little sister."

Shaoyao chuckled, "You have many people to thank. Not to mention those far away, just look at how affectionate your eldest sister and third sister are towards you. Even a blind person could see that they have feelings for you. In the past, I would never have given you to anyone else, but you're different, big brother. Every girl likes you. Look at how those courtesans behaved today, and you'll know I'm not just talking nonsense. Big brother, it makes me feel that possessing someone is a sin. So, big brother, I hope you can also accept your eldest sister and third sister."

Ling Junyi kissed her tenderly, saying, "Sister, you're so good!" Shaoyao

said softly, "Brother, as long as you have me in your heart, I'm content."

Ling Junyi said, "Don't worry, sister, if I ever wrong you, may I suffer the consequences..."

"Stop making such a vow!" Shaoyao playfully covered his mouth.

The two lingered for most of the night, until dawn, when Shaoyao finally left, satisfied. Hearing the distant crowing of roosters, Ling Junyi was wide awake. He sat cross-legged on the bed, calmed his mind, and began to cultivate his inner energy.

Not long after, it was bright daylight, and Xinyi's voice called softly, "Young Master, are you awake? It's time to get up!" Xin Yi, carrying a basin of water for washing her face, walked in gracefully, smiling apologetically. "I'm sorry to have disturbed you, young master. This is what the steward instructed me to do last night. You need to go to Hundred Flowers Valley early this morning, and it can't be delayed. I

was told to come and wake you up at dawn." Ling Junyi said, "It's alright, I've been awake for a while."

Xin Yi put down the water, then suddenly stuck out her tongue and said, "I was terrified last night."

Ling Junyi asked, "What were you afraid of?"

Xin Yi said, "The steward is usually very kind and gentle, never uttering a harsh word. Last night she seemed very angry."

Ling Junyi smiled faintly and said, "That's not your fault."

Xin Yi's clear eyes glanced at the bed, then her face suddenly flushed. "Was it the vice leader?"

Ling Junyi naturally understood what she meant and nodded. Xin Yi smiled and said, "The vice leader seems like a completely different person." "Speaking of which," she hurriedly urged, "Young Master, please wash your face quickly, I'll bring you breakfast." She turned and walked out.

After Ling Junyi finished washing up, Xinyi had already set out breakfast in the guest hall. She served him until he finished eating before leaving. Not long after, the head steward, Yulan, gracefully entered and smiled brightly at Ling Junyi, saying, "Good morning, Young Master Ling. The boat is ready, we can set off now."

Ling Junyi said, "I have been waiting for you for a long time. Has the head steward had breakfast?"

Yulan said, "This humble servant never eats breakfast."

Ling Junyi said, "That's because the head steward is too busy."

Yulan smiled and said, "I'm not busy at all, it's a habit, I've had it since I was a child. I practice martial arts early in the morning. My master is very strict. If I don't practice well, I'm not allowed to rest. This humble servant is not very smart, and I often practice from morning until noon without rest. How could I have time to eat breakfast?"

Ling Junyi said, "Miss, you are very smart. How are you not smart?" "Perhaps it's because he's so diligent; once he learns a martial art, he's determined to master it."

Yulan blushed, her eyes brimming with affection, and chuckled softly, "Young Master Ling is so eloquent..." She then changed her address, adding an "Oh," and continued, "I'm so used to calling you Young Master Ling that I

can't seem to shake it off. Actually, I should call you Chief Envoy now!" Ling Junyi said, "It already sounds awkward for you to call me Young Master Ling, let alone Chief Envoy."

Yulan gazed at him intently and said softly, "You are indeed the Chief Envoy! If I don't call you Chief Envoy, what should I call you?"

Ling Junyi met her gaze and felt a tenderness and affection in her eyes! His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly looked away, stammering, "I..." After saying "I," he couldn't find the right words to follow.

Yulan chuckled softly and said, "No need to say anything, let's go quickly. The Emperor has summoned us, we must go as soon as possible." With that, she turned and walked away slowly. Ling Junyi followed her out of the guesthouse, and soon they arrived at the small riverbank in the back garden, where willows swayed in the breeze. Sure enough, a small, shuttle-shaped boat was moored at the stone dock. The middle cabin was open, as if it had been waiting for some time.

Yulan stopped and raised her hand, saying, "The Grand Envoy, please board the boat."

Ling Junyi had ridden on it once before with Shaoyao, so he didn't stand on ceremony. He stepped down the stone steps, lightly leaped into the middle cabin, then crouched down and crawled inside, sitting cross-legged. Yulan followed suit, also sitting cross-legged. Without waiting for instructions, the strong woman at the stern pushed the boat onto the deck. The boat rocked slightly, and then the sound of oars filled the air; the boat had set off. Yulan lit a silver candle and said with a smile, "Fragrant tea has been brewed on the boat. Please have some, Chief Envoy."

Ling Junyi replied, "Thank you, Chief Envoy."

Suddenly, Yulan used telepathy to say, "The two oarsmen on the boat have been following the Supreme Elder for many years. Young Master Ling, you must be careful what you say." Her words were meant to imply that these two were Shaoyao's confidants. But the implication was too subtle; how could Ling Junyi understand? He was taken aback upon hearing this. Seeing his expression, Yulan added via telepathic communication, "Young Master Ling, please don't be afraid. I'm just reminding you not to ask too many questions on the ship. The Empress Dowager dislikes people asking about her behind her back."

Ling Junyi replied via telepathic communication, "Thank you for your guidance."

Yulan continued, "There's one more thing, the most important thing. The Chief wants me to tell Young Master Ling..."

Ling Junyi asked, "What are the Chief's orders?"

Yulan blinked her bright eyes, revealing a mysterious smile, and said, "Young Master Ling was newly appointed as the Chief Protector of Flowers yesterday, and the Empress Dowager summoned him to Hundred Flowers Valley today. There must be a deeper meaning to this. The Chief wants me to tell Young Master Ling that no matter what the Empress Dowager says, you must agree immediately."

Ling Junyi was startled again and asked, "What does the Empress Dowager want me to do?"

Seeing his expression, Yulan thought to herself, "Elder Sister was right. It seems he really wasn't bewitched by the 'Bewitching Pill'!" "While still communicating telepathically, she said, 'Whatever I ask you to do, you must not hesitate; you must agree immediately.'

Ling Junyi frowned slightly and said, 'This…'

Yulan smiled and said, 'My elder sister said that Young Master Ling can cure the poison of 'poison' that no one in the world can cure, and naturally there is no medicine in the world that can make Young Master Ling lose his mind. Therefore, I must remind you once we are on the ship that no one dares to disobey the Empress Dowager. No one hesitates at all when the Empress Dowager speaks. Naturally, the faster you agree, the better. If you displease the Empress Dowager, you will be in deep trouble.' This was clear enough. Even though it wasn't said explicitly, it clearly meant that he had not been bewitched by the 'Bewitching Pill.' The

Empress Dowager instructed Peony to give the 'Bewitching Pill' to Peony, who would then pass it on to Yulan, ordering her to put it in Ling Junyi's food and drink." Just as Peony and Magnolia were talking in the Immortal Spring Pavilion, Miss Wen overheard them. The Wen family's "Clear Mind Pill" was the only antidote to any sleeping potion in the world, so Ling Junyi naturally wouldn't be affected. However, only Ling Junyi, Wen Wanjun, Peony, Magnolia, and Yu Rui knew this. His reason for pretending to be under the influence of the "Bewitching Scent Pill" and accepting the position of protector of the Hundred Flowers Gang was simply to investigate how his family's "Flying Dragon Three Swords" had become the Hundred Flowers Gang's signature sword technique. This was also Miss Wen's idea. Now, suddenly hearing Magnolia subtly suggest that he hadn't been under the influence of the "Bewitching Scent Pill," he was naturally shocked! When someone has a guilty conscience and is exposed, the first thing they do is blush. Ling Junyi blushed! But he still managed to say through telepathy, "The gang leader…"

Yulan looked at him and smiled faintly, "No need to say anything, my elder sister meant well, just remember that." She then picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and looked up, saying, "Chief Envoy, isn't this tea quite good?"

Ling Junyi immediately understood and smiled, "Yes, yes, this tea is refreshing and fragrant, it even seems to have a hint of orchid." Only now did the two stop communicating telepathically.

Yulan gave a soft "hmm" and said, "So the Chief Envoy is a connoisseur of tea. This tea can only be enjoyed on this ship, because it was prepared for the Supreme Emperor."

Ling Junyi exclaimed in surprise, "How could I possibly accept such praise?" Yulan smiled at him, clearly praising his intelligence. Wouldn't it be suspicious if the two sat facing each other without speaking?

She blinked her eyes, as clear as autumn water, and said, "Because this boat is the one the Supreme Lord travels on, the tea brewed is naturally for the Supreme Lord as well." Speaking of the Supreme Lord, she seemed afraid Ling Junyi might say something inappropriate, so before he could speak, she continued, "This tea is a specialty of the cliffs of Hundred Flowers Valley. Each tea tree is surrounded by orchids, and the tender buds must be picked just before the orchids bloom, specifically in the early morning before the dew has dried and the sun has risen, when the morning mist carries the rich fragrance of orchids. Only then can the brewed tea be exceptionally fragrant." She explained the tea-picking process in detail, subtly implying to Ling Junyi that their conversation on the boat should not involve anything else.

Ling Junyi naturally understood and couldn't help but exclaim, "So there are so many intricacies to picking tea! I'm quite fortunate to have such a palate." He then picked up the teacup and took a small sip. The boat traveled very quickly, and in no time they had entered the mountain waterway, navigating rapids, hidden reefs, and winding waterways. The boat gradually slowed and finally came to a stop, the cabin awning opening as it went.

Yulan said, "We've arrived." She gracefully rose, her voice sweet, "The Grand Envoy has been here once before, but he may not be familiar with the area. Perhaps I should go first." With that, she lightly touched the ground with her feet, her white figure flashing and disappearing on the shore, a fragrant breeze caressing her face. Then, Yulan's voice came from the cliff: "The Grand Envoy may come up now, but be careful, the moss here is very slippery."

Ling Junyi replied, "I understand." He followed her voice and landed in front of Yulan.

Deep within the mountain, it was pitch black. Yulan's skills were ultimately limited; normally, on dark nights, she could see some things by starlight. In a mountain cave like this, where there was no light at all, how could she possibly see anything clearly? But judging by the wind, she knew Ling Junyi had landed beside her, so she whispered, "This is the only secret passage to Hundred Flowers Valley, and lighting lamps is strictly forbidden. But this path is not easy to walk. You've been here before, so you must know. The Emperor has ordered me to lead the way for you, so let me hold your hand." With that, she extended her slender hand and grasped Ling Junyi's.

Ling Junyi, not wanting to flaunt his abilities in front of them, could only gently grasp her hand and say, "Thank you, Steward." As his soft hand touched hers, he felt the delicate, boneless softness of her hand, as smooth as jade, and felt a slight tremor, as if he had been electrocuted.

Yulan walked ahead, saying softly, "This humble woman, being born a woman, has never let a man touch her hand, so I am somewhat timid. Please don't laugh at me, Young Master Ling."

Ling Junyi's heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't let go at this moment, so he could only say, "This is precisely where the Steward's purity lies."

Yulan said, "Although this humble woman was ordered to accompany Young Master Ling here, if it were someone else, this humble woman wouldn't have held his hand." Ling Junyi couldn't bring himself to say anything more. Yulan's tone became even more wistful as she continued, "This is naturally because Young Master Ling is a virtuous gentleman, and someone this humble woman sincerely admires..." This dark and gloomy mountain crevice truly was the best place for a man and woman to express their true feelings.

Ling Junyi furrowed his brow slightly and said, "You flatter me, Steward."

Yulan's grip on his hand tightened suddenly, and she said as they walked away, "From this day forward, I will never let another man touch these hands." She suddenly turned back and asked, "Do you believe what I say?" Though her tone was gentle, her eyes, like autumn water, shone brightly in the darkness, revealing a resolute determination.

Ling Junyi stammered, "Miss..."

Yulan said, "You don't need to say anything. I never go back on my word. Don't laugh at me, Young Master Ling, but in my heart, there is only one person. Therefore, I will never let another man touch me. If anyone touches my hand, I will cut it off..."

Even a stone like Ling Junyi would be moved by Yulan's deep affection, let alone someone as sentimental as him. In this situation, how could he possibly resist? Ling Junyi's heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Yulan's hand, his tiger-like eyes gleaming with a strange light as he gazed at her intently. With a slight pull, Yulan's cheeks flushed red like a pomegranate blossom. With a soft moan, she shyly fell into his arms. Yulan felt as if she were being embraced by a ball of fire, her heart fluttering wildly in his embrace. She felt incredibly comfortable and intoxicated, a girlish confusion and passion completely conquering her.

At the same time, Ling Junyi felt her body heat coursing through him like an electric current. A strange emotion he had never experienced before surged within him, infecting his entire body. Her fragrance and warmth made him excited and dizzy. A wave of overwhelming passion washed over him, and he couldn't help himself, kissing her cheeks wildly. The slight trembling she felt in his arms, the sudden turn of events shocking her, a strange sensation she experienced for the first time in her life leaving her both terrified and numb. Gradually, her body went limp, and a mesmerizing feeling washed over her.

The initial shock of the young girl vanished, replaced by passion, joy, excitement, and a surge of shyness. A bewildering sensation, like an electric current, coursed through her body. She whispered passionately, in a daze, "Brother... Brother Jun..." She only managed a few utterances before her cherry lips were captured by a kiss.

For a long, long time, it seemed as if time itself had suddenly stopped for them. Everything around them seemed distant and insignificant; no other living beings existed in the world, only the two of them. They nestled together, and for a long time, time seemed to stand still. Suddenly, Yulan remembered the purpose of their trip and struggled to break free from Ling Junyi's embrace. Both of them were blushing. Ling Junyi stammered, "Sister Yulan..."

Yulan's eyes shone with a captivating light: "Brother, don't say anything. We've wasted a lot of time here. Don't let the Grand Elder notice anything later."

Ling Junyi nodded, and the two walked on for a while. Yulan reached the wall and reached out to pull it. She heard Sister Shi's voice ask, "Is that Yulan?"

Yulan quickly replied, "Sister Shi, I'm here to accompany the Chief Protector of Flower."

Sister Shi said, "This old woman knows."

The stone door suddenly opened, and the tall, thin figure of Granny Shi stepped out. Her gaze was cold as she looked Ling Junyi up and down, and chuckled, "This is the boy. It's more like the Grand Elder is choosing a son-in-law. But if he's choosing the Chief Protector of Flower..." "It's not that the Supreme Lord is biased, I really wouldn't have noticed."

Yulan said with a smile, "Granny Shi wasn't there yesterday, so naturally she didn't see it. The Grand Envoy won five matches in a row yesterday, that's a fact. In the election, everyone competed fairly, how could the Supreme Lord show the slightest favoritism?"

Granny Shi chuckled, "Such a weak scholar, I could make him squat on the ground and do a few somersaults with just one finger. If you say he won five matches in a row based on real martial arts, I really can't believe it."

Ling Junyi was still young and impetuous. Seeing her looking down on him like this, he couldn't help but feel angry. He thought to himself, "Don't think that just because you're the Supreme Lord's subordinate, you can't make me fall down today." He smiled slightly and said, "Granny Shi doesn't believe me, then why don't you try holding up one finger and see if I squat down?" Yulan wanted to dissuade him, but it was too late.

Granny Shi chuckled shrilly, "Good lad, quite the boast. Come on, let's try." Sure enough, she extended an index finger and pressed it towards Ling Junyi's left shoulder.

Yulan, secretly anxious, quickly said, "Sister-in-law Shi, please have mercy!"

Granny Shi placed a finger on Ling Junyi's shoulder, scoffing, "Yulan, what's the rush? This old woman knows what she's doing." With that, she used half her strength to press down. But Ling Junyi's shoulder was as hard as iron; even with only half her strength, she couldn't budge him an inch. Granny Shi was secretly surprised, thinking, "This lad seems so refined, like a weak scholar with no strength to even kill a chicken, but he actually has some skill. This old woman is outmatched." With this thought, she unconsciously channeled all her inner strength into her finger and pressed down. But even with full force, the resistance on Ling Junyi's shoulder increased, remaining as hard as iron, unmoved. In that instant, the two were locked in a contest of inner strength. Granny Shi's graying hair fluttered, and her old face flushed red!

Ling Junyi remained unchanged, a smile on his face, showing no sign of exertion. Standing to the side, Yulan had previously worried for Ling Junyi. Shi Mamu was one of the two personal maids of the Supreme Elder in the past, possessing decades of accumulated skill, making her one of the top masters in the Hundred Flowers Gang. No matter how high Ling Junyi's martial arts were, he was no match for Shi Mamu. Now, seeing the situation between the two, it was clear that Ling Junyi's internal strength far surpassed Shi Mamu's! She was secretly delighted, but still deliberately called out anxiously, "Granny Shi..." This "Granny Shi" contained a pleading tone, and was also a subtle signal to Ling Junyi not to embarrass Granny Shi.

Granny Shi's old face was flushed, and she was sweating slightly, but her fingers, which were pressing on Ling Junyi's body, were already trembling slightly, yet she did not withdraw her hand. It should be known that in this contest of internal strength, both sides were putting their full strength into it. If one side retreated even slightly, the other's strength would rebound. Even if Granny Shi wanted to withdraw, she could not. Ling Junyi naturally understood Yulan's intentions. He had originally wanted to make Granny Shi stumble, but now he had no choice but to stop. Hearing this, he smiled faintly and said, "Granny Shi, can you stop now? With just one finger, I'm afraid I wouldn't have to squat down."

Granny Shi felt Ling Junyi's shoulder, which was as hard as iron, suddenly lose its inner strength as he spoke. Although she was old, her competitive spirit had not disappeared. Seeing that the other party suddenly withdrew his inner strength, she was overjoyed and pressed her finger down. But this time, Ling Junyi's shoulder became as soft as cotton. When she pressed down, there was no leverage at all! All her strength was in her finger. When she pressed down on empty air, her upper body involuntarily leaned forward. Ling Junyi raised his left hand in time and said with a smile, "Granny Shi, stand firm."

He was just making a feint, releasing a burst of energy to stabilize her forward lean. In fact, his left hand did not touch Granny Shi. Having suffered a setback, Granny Shi understood that the young man before her possessed far superior cultivation. She steadied herself, her triangular eyes filled with astonishment as she stared at Ling Junyi. After a long while, she chuckled and said, "Good lad, you're quite something!"

Ling Junyi smiled nonchalantly and said, "Granny Shi flatters me. If I could easily defeat someone, would I still be the chief protector of the Hundred Flowers Gang?"

Granny Shi snorted and said, "In the martial world, there aren't many who can master both the 'Diamond Heart Sutra' and the 'Formless Divine Skill,' two Buddhist martial arts. Are you a Shaolin disciple?" Shaolin's rules are strict. Lay disciples must undergo ten years of examination and maintain impeccable conduct before receiving permission from the abbot to practice one of the Seventy-Two Arts. It's impossible to master two. The "Diamond Heart Sutra" and the "Formless Divine Skill" she spoke of are both among the Seventy-Two Arts of Shaolin. Moreover, mastering even one requires more than ten years of arduous practice.

Ling Junyi was only in his early twenties; where would he get such profound skill? This aroused the old woman's suspicion. But little did she know that the Reverse-Hand Tathagata had spent twenty years at Shaolin Temple, mastering several of the Seventy-Two Arts and integrating them into one, which he then passed on to Ling Junyi. Therefore, what others would spend decades to learn, he had mastered in just over a decade—a fact that outsiders naturally couldn't know. Seeing that Granny Shi was suspicious of him, Yulan interrupted before Ling Junyi could speak, saying, "Granny Shi doesn't know yet, but the Chief Envoy is the successor of the renowned Reverse-Hand Tathagata, also known as Master Bu Tong."

For thirty years, everyone in the martial arts world knew of the Reverse-Hand Tathagata; even those who hadn't seen him had heard of him. A strange look flashed across Granny Shi's old face. She chuckled and said, "No wonder. It's not surprising that this old woman was defeated by a disciple of the Buddha." This was a self-deprecating remark. With that, she waved her hand and said, "Go in!"

Yulan bowed and said, "Thank you, Granny Shi." Stepping through the stone gate, she reached into the wall and took a lantern, lit it, and said, "Chief Envoy, let's hurry." The two climbed the steps and walked for a while. Yulan turned back and said, "Brother, you're not that old, but your martial arts skills are truly remarkable."

Ling Junyi smiled faintly and said, "Sister flatters me." Now the two addressed each other as brother and sister.

Yulan said quietly, "Sister is telling the truth. Granny Shi is one of the top masters here. Today I saw her suffer a setback and lose completely."

Ling Junyi suddenly remembered something and pondered whether he should tell Yulan. While pondering, a thought suddenly struck him. He remembered something Yulan had said to him on the boat. Why not test her first? Having made up his mind, he asked, "Sister, I have a question about what you said on the boat."

Yulan asked, "What is your question?"

Ling Junyi said, "Sister said that the Chief said I can cure the 'poison' that no one else in the world can, and naturally there is no medicine that can make me lose my mind. That's why you reminded me that no matter what the Supreme Elder says, I must agree quickly, right?"

Yulan said, "Yes, that's what you wanted me to tell you."

Ling Junyi asked, "Why is that?"

Yulan said, "No one can hesitate even a little when the Supreme Elder speaks."

Ling Junyi said, "I know that, but there must be a reason why the Chief wanted you to remind me."

Yulan said, "Just do as we say, and you won't go wrong."

Ling Junyi said, "Sister, are you unwilling to tell me?"

Yulan turned to look at him and chuckled, "If you know, you don't need me to say anything more. If you don't know, then it's better that you don't know." Ling

Junyi said, "What if I've been poisoned by an incurable poison, or what if there's a drug that can make me lose my senses?"

Yulan was taken aback, and without hesitation replied, "If that's really the case, my elder sister and I will not stand idly by."

Ling Junyi said gratefully, "I really should thank you both."

Yulan stopped in her tracks, suddenly turned around, and asked with concern, "Do you feel that something is amiss?"

Ling Junyi smiled nonchalantly and said, "Fortunately, I don't have any incurable drugs." "

Yulan said coquettishly, "So you were just joking with me, sister. You made me worry for nothing..." Her words were full of affection, and her face flushed.

Ling Junyi said, "I wasn't joking with you, sister, but..."

Yulan, seeing his hesitant speech, felt a little strange and couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to say, brother? If it comes from your mouth, it will only enter my ears. I will never reveal it. Please speak freely."

Ling Junyi said, "With your words, sister, I am relieved."

Yulan blinked her bright, watery eyes and asked softly, "What is it you want?"

Ling Junyi suddenly spoke through telepathy, "I remember when I first met the gang leader, he asked me and mentioned that my mother's surname was Tie."

Yulan, hearing him speak to her through telepathy, thought it was something important, but it turned out he was just saying his mother's surname was Tie. But he could only reply via telepathy, "What's wrong with that?"

Ling Junyi continued via telepathy, "I didn't mean to say it at the time, but when I left, my mother repeatedly told me not to reveal her surname to anyone."

Yulan also replied via telepathy, "Only my eldest sister and my younger sister know about this, so we won't say anything."

Ling Junyi said, "But the day before yesterday, when I met with the Emperor, he asked me about my background in great detail..."

Yulan asked, "Did you tell the Supreme Elder?"

Ling Junyi replied, "At the time, I forgot to tell the Chief that my mother's surname was Tie, so I only said that my mother's surname was Wang."

Yulan said, "Are you afraid that if the Supreme Elder asks about my elder sister and me, things won't go smoothly?"

Ling Junyi said, "That's exactly what I meant, so..."

Yulan said, "You want us to help you lie?"

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