【Azure Sea and Ink Edge - Volume One】【Part Thirteen】

Chapter Eleven: The Awakening of Desire Forest - 4
The atmosphere inside the Pleasant Forest Palace was decadent and filled with pleasure, but in the nearby mountains, battle was raging, and the sounds of fighting shook the heavens!
Hua Qianxie was focused on besieging the Flying Dragon Camp, stationing his two thousand-plus men halfway up the mountainside and sending scouts to patrol the foot of the mountain.
He didn't believe the imperial court had reinforcements or that Qian Liuying had set up an ambush, because his intelligence matched what he saw before him; neither the commanders nor the numbers were wrong. This was simply a standard camp setup.
However, when the shouts of battle rose from the foot of the mountain, the scouts remained silent. He knew something was wrong. Such a large number of enemies had not only evaded the eyes and ears of the Pleasant Forest to reach this place, but had also approached the camp silently. This meant that his movements had been monitored by the enemy, and that the enemy had already set up a trap for him. Qian Liuying's army was merely a powerful decoy!
"Report—!" At this moment, the rear guard commander finally arrived, his face filled with terror. "Protector Hua, an unknown number of imperial troops are attacking us from multiple directions down the mountain!"
Hua Qianxie angrily rebuked, "Useless fool! Do you think I can't see them? Have you even found out who's leading them?"
The commander looked troubled and said, "Protector, the attack is very fierce, and we haven't figured out who the general is either."
"Then go find out and report back!" In her anger, Hua Qianxie shouted, completely losing her usual elegant and confident demeanor. The commander was terrified and scrambled back down the mountain.
After the messenger scrambled away, Hua Qianxie's anger subsided slightly, and he calmly pondered: "The enemy army has reached the foot of the mountain, even close to our lines, yet not a single scout has reported back. This indicates they planned this all along, eliminating all our outposts, intending to engage us in a decisive battle here. Hmm... the army at the foot of the mountain numbers about seven or eight hundred, plus Qian Liuying's three hundred. In terms of both troop strength and terrain, we have the advantage. But the problem lies in not knowing who leads the troops at the foot of the mountain. One Qian Liuying is already difficult to deal with; if another Divine General arrives, this advantage will likely be lost."
Thinking this, he quickly summoned his men and ordered, "Each of you select capable men and rush into the forest to report, requesting the Heavenly Lord's Interruption of Desire Forest Priest to lead experts to our aid! Otherwise, all our efforts over the years may be wasted here!"
Several subordinates obeyed and left. Hua Qianxie then observed the battle situation and saw that the Flying Dragon Camp had already charged up the mountainside! Attacking from below, the archers and crossbowmen could not exert their full strength. At this time, the Flying Dragon Camp used swordsmen and shieldmen as the vanguard, javelin throwers in the middle as spearmen, and archers and crossbowmen only provided cover at the rear to shoot down approaching enemies.
Qian Liuying's martial arts were superb, completely unrestricted by the terrain. He used the archers and crossbowmen as human ladders, moving swiftly and gracefully. His flying bow flashed with a purple light that startled the night, and his divine arrow pierced through armor and tore through lives!
On the other side, the imperial troops, arriving from three directions, also broke through the rear camp defenses of Happy Forest. Relying on their superior armor and weapons, they began to flank and encircle the Happy Forest camp from both sides, attempting to defeat them with fewer troops!
"No, without a master to oversee things, my two thousand-plus soldiers alone will likely perish here!" Seeing the battle below the mountain gradually turning into a one-sided affair, Hua Qianxie was alarmed and quickly devised a countermeasure: "Although the Jin Dynasty army is powerful, they are outnumbered. It will take some time to encircle them. Before they complete their flanking maneuver, I can order the soldiers to march back into the forest from the mountainside. As long as we can hold out until Lord Yu arrives with his experts, we can preserve our army's strength to the greatest extent possible!"
He knew the current situation well. If they were to engage the imperial army in a full-scale battle, his soldiers might not be outmatched, but a fight to the death would be nothing to the imperial court, but for Happy Forest, it would mean the loss of years of hard work. He dared not gamble on this!
Realizing this, Hua Qianxie decisively ordered a retreat back into the Happy Forest. He himself, bow in hand, steeled himself and climbed the mountaintop, intending to first halt Qian Liuying's dragon-like offensive. But in the darkness, on a distant mountaintop, a figure with flowing white hair, dressed in white armor, carrying a halberd, stood proudly, a silver bow in hand, unleashing five dazzling arrows in rapid succession!
The silver light pierced the wind, illuminating the night sky, its target—the five messengers who had just gone to seek reinforcements! A flash of white light, and the five messengers perished in an instant!
Hua Qianxie was horrified. While this person's archery skills weren't as ruthless and swift as Qian Liuying's, his archery possessed the heroic spirit of a general, subtly surpassing Qian Liuying's!
In the court, besides Confucian masters, there was probably only one person with such archery skills—the God of Generals, Beiluo Shimen!
"Impossible! Beiluo Shimen has been stationed in Tokyo for nearly ten years since the great victory in the Southern Frontier and the counterattack in the Western Regions. How could he possibly appear here? Besides, even if the Confucian school has immense power, how much influence can it possibly have to ask a mere Marquis to leave Tokyo?" Hua Qianxie was utterly shocked. If that person was truly Beiluo Shimen, then even if Yu Tianyi were here, he wouldn't dare claim victory!
At this moment, the soldiers of Kuaihuolin were retreating while fighting as ordered. The front ranks had only retreated a short distance when they saw a bright silver light in the sky, like a shooting star streaking across the night, illuminating the night sky as if it were daytime. Then, a row of divine arrows descended from the sky, striking the crowd. The moment they landed, the internal force carried by the arrows exploded with a deafening roar, the shockwaves swirling and lifting those around them into the air, turning them into dust!
Before she could even be surprised, the arrow flashed white, and Hua Qianxie saw a burly man in red helmet and armor charging through the Happy Forest army at the point where the two armies clashed. Even with five or six men trying to stop him, they couldn't halt his advance. Some suffered broken bones and tendons, others were reduced to blood and gore!
His army, also clad in red armor and incredibly strong, charged uphill with a force no less powerful than when moving with the flow, sending the Happy Forest soldiers staggering and falling.
Before the other army, a tall, handsome man walked slowly forward. He wore green armor and a blue robe, his demeanor elegant. His hands remained still, yet no one could get within five steps of him. Anyone who approached was instantly strangled, collapsing to the ground in agony, curled up, and dead.
This eerie scene, illuminated by the flickering arrow light, was like a ghost descending upon the world, sending chills down one's spine! His soldiers were also clad in emerald armor, their weapons long and slender, like bamboo shoots, with forked tips inlaid with sharp blades. When they struck, their enemies were as if they had been sliced into a thousand pieces, covered in wounds! The most terrifying thing was that after being wounded by this strange weapon, the blood from the wounds of the Happy Forest soldiers turned black, and they died instantly!
"If this continues, I'm afraid the entire army will be wiped out here!" Seeing this, Hua Qianxie was already covered in cold sweat. Just as he felt helpless, the army below the mountain, which had no commander, suddenly changed. They took off their black clothes, revealing dazzling silver-white armor underneath, and then moved rapidly up the mountain along the edge of the Happy Forest army formation. Their movement was so fast that it was like the stars changing, and in no time they had completely blocked the retreat route of the Happy Forest soldiers!
At this moment, Qian Liuying once again unleashed the Divine Arrow of Breaking Clouds, a single arrow shattering the mountain! The Flying Dragon Camp soared atop Dragon Mountain, forming the final encirclement!
Hua Qianxie looked around; though the imperial troops were few, their killing intent was far greater, their momentum in no way inferior to the two thousand or so men of Happy Forest!
Yan Yinshuang, having arrived at the mountaintop with the Flying Dragon Camp, was overjoyed at the sight of such a formation, but also alarmed: "Master Meng granted General Qian permission to lead a force, but unexpectedly, reinforcements secretly followed. This has inadvertently drawn them out, allowing us to wipe out these rebels in one fell swoop. No wonder General Qian was so confident before."
Han Ningyuan's expression was a mixture of shock and bewilderment; the army before him seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, leaving him utterly perplexed.
But then Qian Liuying, while directing the Flying Dragon Battalion to attack the enemy, said calmly, "Young Master Han, you are indeed reliable; you didn't peek at the secret edict."
This remark elicited a sudden realization from Han Ningyuan, who sneered self-deprecatingly, "So that's how it is. So, in the eyes of the court, my act of reporting was merely part of a rebel's scheme."
"The matter is suspicious; I'm sure Headmaster Meng has his reasons. Now that you've proven your innocence, please don't take offense." Seeing the hint of displeasure in his expression, Qian Liuying also sneered, shifting the blame back to Meng Jiuqing.
Han Ningyuan's face was ashen, and he coldly said, "I, Han, naturally dare not blame Sect Leader Meng. It's just that the soldiers of Tianguan have shed blood for generations, and we thought the coldest place in the world was the snow-covered northern frontier. Today we realize that the warm lands of the Central Plains are the true place where the cold penetrates to the bone."
Yan Yinshuang vaguely sensed the underlying tension in their exchange and felt indignant for Han Ningyuan, but due to Qian Liuying's previous imposing manner and her own status, she didn't know how to offer comfort.
As they spoke, the four imperial troops launched their attack. Although the Happy Forest forces were numerous, their fighting strength was far inferior to the less than a thousand imperial troops. Coupled with the barrage of arrows and punches from Qian Liuying and the other three experts, no one could withstand them, resulting in a near-total massacre on all sides. They could barely mount a powerful counterattack, and in just a short time, their numbers had dwindled by another twenty percent!
Hua Qianxie, his red sleeves fluttering, clashed with the white-armored imperial soldiers. His cultivation far surpassed that of ordinary soldiers; while the white-armored troops could easily defeat other opponents, they struggled to injure him, losing four or five men in the process.
However, the more Hua Qianxie fought, the paler his face became. The cultivation of each ordinary soldier in this white-armored army was not far from that of the yellow-clad man he had led to Hongluan last time!
Such numbers were truly astonishing. Even the Emperor's Guard in the Jin Dynasty might not possess such fighting power. This white-armored army was the elite of the elite!
And the four experts leading the army were all on par with Yu Tianyi in cultivation, while the white-clad man's cultivation was even above Yu Tianyi's. How could he possibly contend with them alone?
Just as he was filled with shock and uncertainty, the white-clad man in the distance had already leaped over several mountain peaks, arriving above the army formation, and fired a powerful arrow from mid-air!
The divine arrow, carrying immense power, arrived with dazzling brilliance, aiming directly for Hua Qianxie's face!
Having learned from his previous encounter with Qian Liuying, Hua Qianxie dared not meet the arrow head-on. He unleashed his strongest technique, his red sleeves flashing like lightning, wrapping layer upon layer around the arrow shaft, attempting to block its attack! Unexpectedly,
the iron sleeves, after a moment of binding, were repelled by the arrow's force, shattering like thin paper, transforming into countless crimson butterflies!
The arrow then pierced through Hua Qianxie's left shoulder, stirring up a spray of scarlet blood, before disappearing into the ground!
Having exerted all his strength only to be pierced by the divine arrow, Hua Qianxie screamed and collapsed to the ground, a terrifying hole the size of a cup appearing in his left shoulder, blood gushing forth, staining the yellow earth crimson!
The white-clad man's arrow, severely wounding the enemy leader, earned cheers from the imperial troops, terrifying the people of Happy Forest to the core!
With the arrow's praise, the morale of the imperial troops soared, and they pressed their advantage, overwhelming the Happy Forest army. The battlefield situation nearly turned in one direction!
"The Dance of the Heavenly Maiden, so she is from the Western Regions." The white-clad man gracefully landed between the two armies, took the halberd from his back, and calmly looked at the collapsed Hua Qianxie, saying, "Your skills are less than half of the Fragrance Goddess's; they must have been taught by someone from the Desire Realm."
He appeared to be about fifty years old, but his beard and eyebrows were completely white, and fine lines covered the corners of his eyes, suggesting he was much older than he looked.
Hua Qianxie was in excruciating pain from his wounds, and he was shivering uncontrollably. He knew defeat was inevitable, but he was extremely unwilling. Suppressing his pain, he feigned ease and said, "Senior recognizes my martial arts background, so you must know my Western Regions are quite formidable. I am Hua Qianxie, the chief protector of Happy Forest. Today, thanks to your brilliant strategies, I have been defeated here. I have nothing to say, but I beg you to tell me, senior, who exactly defeated me?"
Hearing his defeat, the white-robed man remained calm and collected, but the tip of his halberd was already pointed at his face, clearly unwilling to waste any more words.
Hua Qianxie coughed up blood again, pressed his hand against the wound on his shoulder, almost the size of a palm, and smiled sadly, "So, I don't even have the right to know the enemy's name!"
Although the white-robed man's face was calm, his aura was murderous, his power emanating from within. His voice was calm yet thunderous. Before this man, Hua Qianxie, who had so easily manipulated the two factions and the imperial court, couldn't even muster the courage to fight to the death!
As the words fell, the halberd flashed, and the headless body collapsed to the ground, his fiery red robes spilling into a pool of crimson blood, splattering a tragic spray!
Hua Qianxie, the protector of Happy Forest, Yu Tian's first disciple, the alluring man who had stirred up the storms of Hongluan City—his head severed from his body!
The man in white held Hua Qianxie's head high in the air, his thunderous roar echoing across the battlefield: "Hear, you rebels of Happy Forest! The traitorous general has been slain, his head is here! Those who surrender will be spared, those who resist—will not live!"
Upon hearing of Hua Qianxie's death, the soldiers of Happy Forest were horrified, exchanging bewildered glances.
Some cowards threw down their weapons, knelt, and surrendered, setting a precedent. The rest, their spirits broken, laid down their arms and surrendered. A battle in the deep mountains, full of strategic maneuvering and calculation, finally came to an end.
Qian Liuying approached the man in white, kicked Hua Qianxie's still-warm corpse, and sneered, "You damned freak, you've got quite the reputation. For your little Happy Forest, four of the Twelve Divine Generals have been mobilized. This is the first time in decades."
Then he turned to the man in white and smiled, "Uncle Bei's charisma is undiminished. If I hadn't learned from the secret letter that the Confucian School had invited you to come out of seclusion, I wouldn't have dared to fight this battle like this."
The man in white frowned and said, "I've said it many times, my surname isn't Bei. Why can't you and your father remember?" Although his expression seemed disgusted, his eyes were full of reminiscence.
In front of him, Qian Liuying was like a mischievous child, without any of the majesty of a divine general, and casually said, "'Beiluo Shimen' is too long and awkward to pronounce. It's easier to just call you Uncle Bei."
Hua Qianxie's guess was correct. This white-robed old man with amazing archery skills and superb martial arts was indeed the leader of the Twelve Divine Generals of the Jin Dynasty, a First-Rank Marquis—Beiluo Shimen!
Seeing Qian Liuying's nonchalant attitude, Bei Luoshimen smiled slightly and asked, "How is Lanying?"
"Thank you for your concern, my little sister is doing well," Qian Liuying replied.
"That's good," Bei Luoshimen nodded.
As soon as he finished speaking, the red-armored giant and the green-armored man, who commanded the other two armies, stepped forward. The red-armored man was six and a half feet tall, with an extremely robust and burly build, like a small mountain in motion. The green-armored man was about forty years old, refined and shrewd, with an elegant demeanor.
The two first saluted Bei Luoshimen, then said to Qian Liuying, "Wanli Fengjiang greets the Zhenxi Dragon Emperor." "Ye Minghuan greets the Zhenxi Dragon Emperor."
These two, one in red and one in green, were the other two divine generals of the Jin Dynasty. The red-armored giant was the Khan Martial God General Wanli Fengjiang, who usually stationed his troops in Yihuang and was ready to obey orders at any time. The green-armored man was Ye Lun's father, the Medicine Flower God General Ye Minghuan, who guarded the eastern coastline of the Central Plains!
“Both uncles are elders, so there’s no need for such formalities,” Qian Liuying said with a smile.
“Your Highness, you’re too kind. In the army, hierarchy must be respected,” Ye Minghuan replied with a smile.
Just then, Wanli Fengjiang said in a rough voice, “Lord Marquis, what should we do with these prisoners?”
Beiluo Shimen glanced at the surrendered people in Kuaihuolin and asked, “Have you ascertained their origins?”
Wanli Fengjiang replied, “I have. A small number of the leaders are from the Western Regions, and the rest are people from the Central Plains who have been bewitched into the religion.”
“Hmm…” Beiluo Shimen nodded and said, “Bring the people from the Western Regions here first. I have some questions to ask them.”
Wanli Fengjiang turned and gave the order. After a while, several burly men from his Red Armor Army returned carrying five or six people wearing armor and whose demeanor did not resemble that of people from the Central Plains. They threw them in front of Beiluo Shimen and said, “Reporting to the Lord Marquis, the men have been brought here.”
Although the men looked terrified, there was a hint of stubbornness in their eyes, showing that they were very unwilling to accept defeat.
Beiluo Shimen glanced at the group and asked directly, "Who controls your Happy Forest, and what are you plotting in the heart of the Central Plains?"
One of them arrogantly replied, "The supreme achievements of the Lord of All Heavens are not something you lowly commoners of the Central Plains are worthy to know?"
The words had barely left his lips when a flash of silver light appeared in Beiluo Shimen's hand, and the man was instantly decapitated, blood gushing forth!
Beiluo Shimen's single strike established his authority; his calm and collected manner in taking a life shocked the others. He coldly swept his gaze over the other Western Region people and said in a deep voice, "Back then, Chu Tang, Master Kong, and I marched out of the two passes. On the path of military strategy, the Lord of the Desire Realm, the Lord of the First Dhyana Realm, the Fragrance God Ganda, the Python God Kamaro, and the Kinnara King were all defeated by me. Even Indra dared not speak to me like this before the Maha Boundless Palace. If you do not wish to end up like him, you had better tell me everything you know."
"The Silver Demon! You are the Silver Demon who slaughtered my people of the Western Regions back then!" someone finally cried out in terror.
Qian Liuying couldn't help but chuckle, "Uncle Bei, you have such a nickname?"
Bei Luoshimen glanced at him and smiled, "Your father's nickname is Golden Devil."
Qian Liuying was speechless, dumbfounded.
Bei Luoshimen ignored him and continued, "Who will speak?"
The fear on the faces of these Western Region people deepened, but their resolve hardened. One of them stiffened his neck and raised his head, saying, "You heartless demon! We would rather die than betray our compatriots to you!" As soon as
he finished speaking, there was another sound of a blade piercing flesh, followed by a head falling to the ground!
Bei Luoshimen's expression remained unchanged. He pointed his halberd at the third person and continued, "Speak."
The man trembled violently, his fingers digging deep into the ground, but he stubbornly kept his mouth shut, trying his best not to make a sound.
Beiluo Shimen stared at the man for a long while, fine lines appearing at the corners of his eyes. Finally, he sighed softly, retracted his halberd, and said, "The Western Region sects' methods of bewitching people are truly first-rate. Beiluo Shimen respects your beliefs, but I despise your actions!"
Seeing Beiluo Shimen retract his halberd, Qian Liuying asked in confusion, "Uncle Bei, we haven't even gotten the specific information yet, are we going to stop the interrogation already?"
Beiluo Shimen replied, "They have harbored grudges against us for decades, and we are already sworn enemies. These people have been deeply brainwashed by the Western Region Zen sect. Threatening them with life and death alone is not enough to extract information. This matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible, and we shouldn't waste time interrogating them one by one."
Qian Liuying spat . He took a sip, then said resentfully, "Why didn't Sect Leader Meng send General Rong to help with the soul search?"
Bei Luo Shi Men ignored him and turned to Ye Ming Huan, saying, "General Ye, if it weren't for the mention of the Flower-Destroying Medicine King here, we wouldn't have sent you. There are many experts in the Western Regions, and their magic is unpredictable. The enemy's strength is currently unclear, and the war in the Southern Frontier still needs your support. If you encounter any powerful figures later, you must do your best to protect yourself."
Ye Ming Huan replied, "Of course, please rest assured, Lord Marquis."
Wan Li Feng Jiang said, "Lord Marquis, during the preliminary interrogation, we learned that the leader of this group of rebels is named Yu Tian Yi, and the leaders of his accomplices are his two children, named Yu Qian Ji and Yu Lan Ji."
“Yu Tianyi?” Beiluo Shimen’s brows furrowed, as if recalling past events: “One of the Four Heavenly Kings, one of the Six Heavenly Lords of the Desire Realm?”
Wanli Fengjiang replied, “I don’t know, but everyone usually calls him Lord Yu.”
Beiluo Shimen nodded, “If he is truly the supreme leader here, then this group of rebels is nothing to worry about. But I have long experienced the cunning of the Western Regions people. All generals must be vigilant, lest there be other experts hiding in the shadows.”
All the generals replied, “Understood.”
Beiluo Shimen called over Wanli Fengjiang and said, “Leave no one alive from the Western Regions, and leave the Central Plains people alone. ” " Tie them up here, and select a few guides to lead the way. We'll deal with them after we conquer Happy Forest. General Wanli, I'll trouble you to lead your troops to guard them."
Wanli Fengjiang accepted the order, then said, "My lord, guarding these people doesn't require all my troops to be here. You still have battles to fight, so why not send half of my Flying Stream Army along?"
Beiluo Shimen said, "That's excellent, General Wanli is very thoughtful." He then shouted loudly, "All troops, listen up! General Star Camp in front, Flying Stream Army and Green Vine Army in the middle, Flying Dragon Camp in the rear, target—Happy Forest stronghold!"
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In the mountains where Happy Forest was located, the imperial troops, numbering a thousand, swept through the area with overwhelming force, killing nearly three thousand Happy Forest soldiers, executing Protector Hua Qianxie, and capturing nearly a thousand.
Because of the divine arrows of the god Beiluo Shimen guarding the pass, not a single soldier in the defeated army was able to escape to report the news. Therefore, the Desire Forest Festival continued in full swing within the Happy Forest Hall.
Mo Tianhen remained bound to the shameful black pillar, his fate unknown. Before him, He Zixun's pretty face was filled with enjoyment. She arched her round, plump buttocks towards the sky, thrusting them back and forth, actively taking Yu Tianyi's thick, fleshy penis into her beautiful vagina!
Meng Ying also seemed to no longer resist the lustful rape of the two lecherous men. She obediently licked Yu Qianji's thick, white penis with her delicate tongue, swaying her snowy buttocks as she endured the tireless, hard, long penis of the Medicine King repeatedly pounding into her!
The two women's tender vaginas were already a mess of mud and rotting flesh, overflowing with semen. Their bodies were filled with thick, viscous semen, staining their pure flower chambers white and turbid!
Under the increasingly frenzied torment of the Desire Forest Festival, they seemed to have forgotten the life and death of the men they deeply loved, sinking into carnal desire and unable to extricate themselves!
"Where am I...where...is this? Oh...right, I've been captured and taken to the Pleasure Forest..." Mo Tianhen's consciousness gradually awakened, but he only felt excruciating pain within his body.
He wanted to scream, but could not utter a sound; he wanted to move, but his limbs could not muster any strength. At this moment, he felt as if he were in the narrow gap between life and death, with only endless darkness before his eyes, no light, no sound, no taste, no sensation, and no response to his cries for help!
He endured this darkness and pain for an unknown amount of time. Mo Tianhen's six senses gradually opened, and in his hazy state, he faintly heard a chaotic and noisy sound. As his hearing improved, the sound became clearer and clearer, the lewd sounds of flesh colliding and the seductive moans of women in pleasure.
The voice closest to him was both familiar and strange. It was the familiar voice of the person he cared about and loved, yet it was filled with lewd sounds he had never heard before!
"Mengying... Zixun... are they still being violated...?" Mo Tianhen struggled to open his eyes, and what he saw was still that depraved scene. The two beautiful women he was most deeply connected with were being violated and screaming under the feet of a group of villains. The immense humiliation and resentment tore at his mind like a needle, instantly restoring most of his sealed spiritual senses! As his
consciousness returned, the pain in Mo Tianhen's body intensified again. Every part of his body ached, as if a sharp steel knife was cutting and slicing through his body. He couldn't help but groan and hurriedly circulated his Yin-Yang Heavenly Awakening technique to heal his injuries. Unexpectedly, as
soon as he circulated his internal energy, Mo Tianhen felt that his true energy was quite unusual, flowing through places it had never reached before!
"This...this is?" Astonished, Mo Tianhen suddenly recalled the words spoken by the Chaos Gentleman that day—"An ordinary person has twenty meridians, enough for a hundred years of cultivation; the human body is like Tai Chi, with meridians divided into Yin and Yang!
" "Could it be!" Thinking of this possibility, Mo Tianhen's spirits lifted, and he continued circulating the Heavenly Revelation Mantra. He felt that the unfamiliar place carrying the true energy flowed and circulated throughout his body, forming its own microcosm!
"Taiyin Lung Meridian! Shaoyin Heart Meridian! Jueyin Pericardium Meridian! Shaoyin Kidney Meridian! Sanjiao! Chong Meridian! Dai Meridian! Yin Wei! Yang Qiao! Ren and Du!" Upon closer examination, Mo Tianhen became increasingly surprised and excited. The place where the true energy flowed was—the twenty Yang meridians!
Mo Tianhen's meridians were affected by the "Moon-Closing Eternal Calamity Grass," causing blockages in the major acupoints of the Yang meridians, hindering the flow of true energy and preventing the circulation of internal energy. Naturally, he couldn't gather internal strength.
But now, for the first time, Mo Tianhen felt the true energy flowing through the Yang meridians, and his internal energy was different from before, possessing a profound sense of Yin and Yang fusion!
"What on earth is going on?" Mo Tianhen pondered for a moment, recalling the still excruciating pain in his Guanyuan and Shenting acupoints, and guessed, "Could it be that the demoness's cultivation technique is pulling my Yin meridian's true energy flow, causing my true essence to forcefully break through the Yin-Yang intersection point during ejaculation, helping me achieve a state of openness and invisibility?"
Thinking this, he activated the complete Yin-Yang Revelation mantra, guiding the scattered true energy within his body through the twelve meridians and eight extraordinary meridians, converging it into the Qian meridian, circulating it throughout the Yin meridian, and then returning it to the Du meridian via the Kun meridian.
Mo Tianhen was extremely anxious at this moment. This was precisely the point he had forcibly broken through during his previous practice, but each time the unbearable pain caused the true energy to rush back. He didn't know what the result would be this time.
However, the result did not discourage him.
This time, although the acupoints were still excruciatingly painful, the Yin meridian's true energy flowed smoothly through the acupoints and re-entered the Ren meridian!
Moreover, the true energy after the fusion of Yin and Yang was more condensed and solid than before, far surpassing the single cultivation of Yin meridians in both quantity and quality!
"In this way, I can harmonize Yin and Yang, cultivate both manifest and concealed techniques, and then cultivate the complete Yin-Yang Heavenly Revelation?" Thinking of this, Mo Tianhen was extremely excited. He looked up at the two women still being raped and violated on the stone platform in front of him, and tried his best to suppress the anger that was rising again in his heart. He warned himself, "Mo Tianhen, they are still waiting for you to rescue them. You must stay calm and not lose your mind!"
Under his self-urging, Mo Tianhen tried to calm his breathing and return to silence. At the same time, he endured the waves of pain from his acupoints and began to concentrate on circulating Yin to Yang, preparing to fight with all his might!
The moon was already setting, but the fire of desire in the forest did not diminish but increased.
Mo Tianhen had been cultivating with his eyes closed for half an hour. During this half hour, Yu Tianyi penetrated He Zixun's sexy body again and again, circulating the dual cultivation technique and constantly absorbing and replenishing her true energy.
Meanwhile, He Zixun also benefited from the reciprocation of his cultivation technique. Nourished by the abundant yang essence that her womb could not contain, her naked and fiery body turned a seductive pink, radiating an extremely alluring glow!
Meng Ying was also constantly being cultivated by the Medicine King. Her virgin vagina had completely adapted to the Medicine King's thick and firm member, becoming incredibly slippery under the old lecher's semen. Nearly 60% of her primordial yin energy was also drawn out, making the tender walls of her womb cool and refreshing. The contrast between the cool and hot sensations of the old lecher's semen allowed her to experience this rare and wonderful pleasure on her first try!
Yu Qianji, enjoying Mengying's oral service, suddenly pulled his penis out of her rosy lips, aiming the glans at her pale, tearful face. He throbbed, ejaculating streams of white semen onto her smooth, delicate face, and laughed, "Not bad talent, you learn quickly. This young master enjoyed it quite a bit."
Though he said he was satisfied, his eyes were fixed on Mengying's alluring, naked body. He leered at the Medicine King, "Master, you've already ejaculated four or five times with this girl, why don't you take a break and let me take over?"
The Medicine King, as if a treasure was about to be snatched away, grabbed Mengying and glared at Yu Qianji, saying, "Don't talk nonsense! How could you possibly draw out the initial Yin Qi? Wait patiently until I'm finished before you come!"
Yu Qianji, though inwardly resentful, dared not voice it, thinking to himself, "That old man is really something. Even if she looks like my master's wife, after a while, when all the initial Yin Qi is drawn out ..." "You still have to offer her up for all the men here to enjoy, right? What's the point of keeping her as a treasure now?"
Bored, he glanced at Yulan Ji, who was fighting six men alone in the center of the hall, and then swept his gaze over the other women who were having sex. He found none of them pleasing to the eye, so he returned to Yu Tianyi's side and pleaded, "Father, you've been fucking her for so long, why don't you take a break and let me take over?"
Yu Tianyi was sitting on the stone bed, holding He Zixun in his arms and fucking her from the front. Hearing his son's request, he did not answer, but instead thrust his hips even faster, his penis plunging rapidly. He Zixun couldn't help but moan and cry out, "Ah...so good...this is really good...I can't take it...I want...I want...ah!!..."
The hot female constable was brought to the peak again, her flat and firm abdomen spasming violently, her large breasts trembling and rippling, making her even more lewd and alluring.
Yu Tianyi grabbed her plump buttocks and hips, plunging his penis fully into her slightly swollen and red vulva. His menacing glans pressed against her tender bud, and he once again ejaculated deep into her body, causing her once smooth abdomen to swell slightly. Then, the thick semen he had previously ejaculated, along with her vaginal fluids from her climax, flowed out from their tightly joined bodies!
Satisfied with his own lust and the beauty beneath him, Yu Tianyi withdrew his still-erect penis, covered in a mixture of vaginal fluids and semen, and laid He Zixun down on the stone bed.
He Zixun, her body glowing pink, lay supine, her chest heaving, her long, beautiful legs spread wide, her still-open vulva continuously gushing out streams of white, cloudy semen that she couldn't contain. Her appearance was extremely lewd and seductive, making Yu Qianji's eyes widen in disbelief.
“Come on,” Yu Tianyi said, walking to the bedside and bringing his filthy, fleshy penis to He Zixun’s slightly parted, moist lips.
The female constable, caught in a trap of lust, was oblivious, obediently opening her mouth to lick and suck the thick, long penis that had just been churning and planting seeds within her honeyed vagina.
Yu Qianji, overjoyed, quickly went to the foot of the bed, lifted the female constable’s long, slender legs, and his penis once again entered the sexy female constable’s private flower path. Lubricated by her vaginal fluids and semen, it effortlessly thrust all the way in, beginning to enjoy the alluring beauty!
While enjoying He Zixun's caresses, Yu Tianyi didn't forget to instruct Yu Qianji: "Dual cultivation must not be rushed. Beauty is only meant to please your mind and body, so that you can better unleash your physical potential. I know that this is your first time encountering such a stunning beauty, and it's inevitable that you'll feel aroused and unable to control yourself. But you must calm your mind and body, allowing both of you to experience pleasure together. Only then can the quality of lovemaking rise from 'touch' to 'sensation,' and you can experience the true joy of dual cultivation."
Before Yu Tianyi could even receive a reply from Yu Qianji, he heard the sound of ropes snapping behind him, followed by several sharp gusts of wind!
Without thinking, Yu Tianyi turned to dodge the impending doom, only to hear a scream behind him. Turning around, he saw Yu Qianji's face contorted in agony, clutching his neck, bright red blood seeping from between his fingers, instantly staining large patches of his clothes!
"Qianji!" Yu Tianyi was stunned for a moment, and the deadly wind came again. He heard Yaowang and Yulan Ji shout at the same time, "Be careful!" "Father, be careful!" As
soon as the words fell, blood spurted out! Yu Tianyi narrowly avoided this sneak attack, but was grazed by the sharp intent, and a terrible bloodstain appeared on his face!
"Sword energy! It's you!" The master of Happy Forest was shocked for a moment. He looked closely and saw an unbelievable person in front of him - Mo Tianhen!
"You lecher! I will definitely grind you to dust!" Mo Tianhen's eyes were furious and his brows were furrowed. He used his finger as a sword and pointed it at the villain!
In extreme anger, his sword intent was released, and his whole body was sharp and invincible, like a naturally formed sword!
"This kid! Why does he still have such power! Could it be a last burst of energy before death?" Even though Yu Tianyi and Cuihua Yaowang had seen a lot in the martial arts world and had rich experience, they could not understand what was happening before them. Mo Tianhen's energy was spontaneous and full of vitality. He was completely different from his previous seriously injured appearance!
At this moment, Yu Lan Ji let out a bloodcurdling scream: "Ah!! Brother! Brother! Don't die!" Three horrifying bloody holes appeared on Yu Qian Ji's neck, blood gushing out, he was already dead!
"You...you actually killed my child! You bastard from the Central Plains! You'll be the one to be reduced to ashes!" Witnessing his own son die before his eyes, Yu Tian Yi was filled with hatred and rage. He once again displayed his bizarre posture, and his Vajra incarnation roared out. In an instant, the Happy Forest Hall shook violently, and the men and women lost their footing and fell to the ground!
"Pay for my son's life!" Yu Tian Yi slashed through the air with one palm, and his Vajra incarnation also stepped forward, the huge treasure umbrella in his hand crashing down with unparalleled power!
Mo Tianhen held his breath, his sword finger gathering momentum, and struck upwards! The sharp sword intent shot upwards like an arrow, fiercely striking the emerald umbrella. The two illusory objects collided in mid-air, clanging and sparks flying!
Obstructed by Mo Tianhen's sword intent, the umbrella's downward momentum slowed slightly, but Yu Tianyi struck again with a palm, his Vajra incarnation's left hand clenching into a fist, slamming down on Mo Tianhen!
Mo Tianhen, already struggling to defend against the umbrella, knew he couldn't withstand this punch head-on and could only leap backwards. The instant he leaped away, the umbrella's heavy blows landed in quick succession, denting the spot where he had struck, creating a deafening explosion that sent bricks and stones flying!
As the dust settled, Mo Tianhen stood there, his sword intent still surging, his eyes fixed on Yu Tianyi and the Flower-Destroying Medicine King.
"His skill has improved significantly since yesterday! What happened to this bastard?!" Although he still held the upper hand, Mo Tianhen's rapid progress made Yu Tianyi wary!
But the most important matter at hand was Yu Lin, so Yu Tianyi immediately ordered, "Ruyu! Keep an eye on Chuyin's body! Don't let her get hurt!"
The Medicine King had already shielded Meng Ying in his arms and retreated. Hearing this, he replied, "Of course, you can fight without restraint!"
At this moment, He Zixun, who was by the stone bed, let out a scream. She had been captured by Yulan Ji.
It turned out that the moment Mo Tianhen killed Yu Qianji and forced Yu Tianyi back, she dragged her already limp body and struggled to roll off the stone bed, trying to run to Mo Tianhen's side. However, she was restrained by Yulan Ji, who had come to check on Yu Qianji's injuries.
Enraged by her elder brother's tragic death, Yu Lan Ji lashed out at Mo Tianhen, "You Central Plains dog! Surrender obediently! Otherwise, I'll make sure you're covered in blood!"
She was only thinking about how to torture He Zixun to force Mo Tianhen to submit, but unexpectedly, Mo Tianhen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his sword finger flashing out like lightning, his razor-sharp sword intent aimed straight for her brow!
"You bastard, how dare you!" Yu Tianyi, having already lost his son, and seeing Mo Tianhen's ruthless attack on his daughter, roared in fury. His Vajra incarnation descended, shielding Yu Lan Ji. But Mo Tianhen's seemingly delicate sword strike was actually a raging incantation—a sword that shattered the heavens!
The next moment, the extremely sharp sword, like the edge of a demon, pierced through the Vajra arm, pierced Yu Lan Ji's forehead, and burst from the back of her skull, spraying blood and brains everywhere!
"You!!" Yu Tianyi, witnessing his beloved daughter's death before his very eyes, suddenly recalled the devastating battle of Demai ten years ago, where his father had faced Beiluo Shimen and been struck in the head by an arrow from the Silver Demon. His mind went blank with rage, and he raised his Vajra right arm, roaring, "I'll smash your woman into a pulp!!"
With that, the Vajra incarnation, its massive arm like a pillar, crashed down, casting a terrifying shadow over He Zixun. The naked female constable, exhausted from a night of fierce fighting, was too weak to escape!
Chapter Eleven: The Awakening of Desire - 5
Just as He Zixun's life hung in the balance, a sharp sound pierced the air, aimed directly at the Fallen Vajra!
In the blink of an eye, the Eight Dances Sword Intent vanquished evil, leaving a mark as the Vajra arm—severed in an instant!
Yu Tianyi, sensing the Vajra incarnation's power, let out a scream and staggered back several steps.
The severed Vajra arm crashed to the ground, turning into emerald dust in mid-air, scattering with the wind!
The people of Happy Forest around them were terrified, unable to understand why the boy who had been tied to the black pillar and at the mercy of others had suddenly unleashed such astonishing power!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Tianhen rushed in front of He Zixun, took off his own shirt to cover the female constable's lying body, and grabbed the clothes left by Yu Qianji to cover his naked lower body. He brandished his sword and roared, "Old thief, you kidnapped my mother, insulted my beloved, and even tried to kill her. Today, I will teach you to pay for your sins with your life!"
He had achieved a state of perfect harmony between Yin and Yang, and his power had increased exponentially. He felt more confident than ever before and was now determined to make the Lord of Happy Forest pay the price for his evil deeds.
Seeing his outrageous words, the crowd from the Happy Forest swarmed forward, intending to gang up on Mo Tianhen, but Yu Tianyi stopped them with a wave of his hand, his eyes bloodshot, saying, "None of you interfere!"
Then, gritting his teeth, he said to Mo Tianhen, "Back then, the Silver Demon killed my father, and today you have killed my two children. This familial hatred is all thanks to you, you dog from the Central Plains! This deep-seated hatred is not because you won't let me go, but because I will never allow you to live in this world!"
In his extreme anger and hatred, Yu Tianyi's aura suddenly increased, his Vajra Body returned to its original state, his figure swelled, and his angry eyes radiated power!
Mo Tianhen was also filled with hatred, but even more so, he was determined to eliminate evil and wickedness. His whole body was filled with righteous energy, emanating from within!
For a moment, the two were evenly matched in their auras, unleashing their ultimate moves! Yu Tianyi formed a hand seal and chanted an incantation, and his Vajra Body drew a colossal sword, descending like a god descending to kill, pressing down with overwhelming force!
Mo Tianhen held no sword, yet his entire body was a sword. His righteous aura transformed into golden light that swept upwards. The ultimate move of Mo Kuang Ba Wu—Sword Punishment of a Hundred Lifetimes of Sins—clashed head-on with Vajra's Wrathful Slaughter! In an instant, the Happy Forest Hall shook violently, dust billowing everywhere!
As the two immense forces collided, Yu Tianyi's wrist trembled, and he staggered back a step before regaining his footing. Mo Tianhen, however, could not withstand the immense pressure of Vajra's power. He felt a tightness in his chest, lost his balance, and his knees slammed to the ground, blood splattering from the corner of his mouth!
In the distance, Mengying, under the care of the Medicine King, was unaffected by the aftershocks of the two. However, seeing blood spilling from Mo Tianhen's mouth, she was heartbroken and cried out, "Brother Tianhen! If you have the strength, run away quickly! Don't fight anymore!"
Seeing that Mo Tianhen was struggling, He Zixun rushed forward to support the man's shoulders, choking back tears, "Little Mo! While your strength recovers, quickly escape from here and deliver a message to our godfather. I am now impure, don't worry about me anymore!"
The words "impure body" struck Mo Tianhen like a hammer blow. He helped He Zixun up with his slender hand and said in a deep voice, "Don't say such things. It is only because I am weak that you and Mengying have suffered this calamity. Even if I die in battle today, I will never retreat!"
Upon hearing this, He Zixun felt a mix of emotions. From the moment she received He Xunting's teachings, she knew that if she were a constable, she would face a great risk of being in such a situation, and she was prepared for it.
She had never imagined that such a shameful thing would happen after she and Mo Tianhen had secretly pledged their lives to each other.
At this moment, she had just been relentlessly raped by two strange men for several hours. Their tender cunt had been repeatedly violated by them, and even her mouth had become a tool for their lust. She was moaning incessantly from their skillful sexual techniques. If Mo Tianhen hadn't recovered his strength in time and repelled the two men, she feared that in a little while, her body and mind would have succumbed to boundless lust!
Even now, she could still feel her flower palace swollen and full of the filth that the enemy had ejaculated inside. Her vaginal cavity was slippery and wet, and strands of white semen were constantly overflowing from her already swollen cunt, making her feel disgusted and nauseous!
How could she face the brave men who had risked their lives for her in such a defiled body?
Mo Tianhen, of course, was unaware of He Zixun's thoughts. He was only thinking about how to kill the enemy, escape, and take the two women away from this den of iniquity.
However, it was clear that Mo Tianhen was overconfident. He dared to confront the ruler of the Western Regions' Desire Realm head-on, relying solely on his youthful impetuosity. His Yin and Yang were newly awakened, his power rapidly increasing, but his foundation was still unstable. Unarmed,
he could only suffer a crushing defeat. Caught off guard, Yu Tianyi was defeated in two moves. Now, seeking revenge, he unleashed his full power. Mo Tianhen's supreme sword was no match for its might, and he himself suffered new injuries. His momentum had reached its peak, and with Meng Ying still in his grasp, He Zixun weak and unable to fight, and the surrounding forest hordes watching with predatory eyes, the situation remained extremely perilous!
Outnumbered and outmatched, facing such a precarious situation, Mo Tianhen gritted his teeth and unleashed his ultimate move once more. His invisible sword intent manipulated the strings, producing a profound and silent melody!
The ultimate move of the Xi Yin Guan, aided by the true energy of Yin and Yang, and wielded with the Eight Dances Sword Intent, far surpasses its previous power. Mo Tianhen wields no sword, yet every move and every note is a sword!
"It's that move again!" Yu Tianyi had already witnessed the power of "Great Sound is Silent" on the mountaintop earlier. Although Mo Tianhen's move was even more imposing than yesterday's, he already had a countermeasure in mind.
Yu Tianyi frowned, his posture shifting. His left hand slightly clenched towards the sky, while his right palm curved inward. At the same time, his Vajra Body responded to his movement, suddenly changing color, transforming into a colossal golden statue. The giant sword in his hand became a giant jade pipa, plucking out a piercing, demonic sound!
The Eastern Kingdom, the guardian of the golden land, as the pipa played, caused the heavens and earth to crumble!
One was the ultimate profound music of the Daoist school, born from sword intent, its sharpness containing holiness; the other was the Buddhist precepts of the Western Zen school, born from anger, capable of destroying hearts and shattering lives!
The purest, most sacred sound clashed with the most devastating, piercing chant; two strings produced two melodies, two melodies clashing with two powerful techniques!
Under the collision of these extreme tones, both Mo Tianhen and Yu Tianyi felt a shock, simultaneously staggering back several steps, vomiting blood!
The aftershocks from the clash spread outwards, knocking down anyone nearby!
"This old thief is not easy to deal with!" Mo Tianhen, having been captured by Yu Lanji's sneak attack, hadn't yet fought Yu Tianyi. Seeing Yu Qianji's lack of martial arts, he assumed that Yu Tianyi, as her father, wasn't necessarily that strong. He thought that with his own rapidly increasing power, he could first capture the leader and establish his authority to intimidate the people of Happy Forest. However, Yu Tianyi's martial prowess far exceeded his expectations; even with his Yin-Yang Meridian Opening technique, he couldn't gain the slightest advantage!
Yu Tianyi was also deeply shocked. As one of the six Heavenly Lords of the Western Regions' Desire Realm, ruling over the Four Great Heavenly Kings, his martial arts were comparable to those of the top figures. Yet, he was now evenly matched with an unknown young man. How could he believe it?
"Are all the young people who have emerged from the Central Plains in recent years monsters?!" Yu Tianyi had been in the Central Plains for a long time and had heard of the names of young masters like Huang Tianpo and Lai Tiansheng. He had originally thought it was just a publicity stunt by the three sects, and that these people were unworthy of their reputations. Only after fighting Mo Tianhen today did he begin to believe it.
"If I had Mo Wu Chunqiu in hand, I could fight him head-on. Sword intent is not a physical object, and its power is ultimately inferior to that of a real sword." Mo Tianhen quickly calculated how to defeat his opponent, unaware that his sword intent was only superficial. Such a profound technique, without the corresponding vision and energy, was difficult to fully utilize. If one could cultivate it to its depths, its power would be no less than that of a real sword.
The two were momentarily stunned, but their eyes hardened again. Yu Tianyi, deeply grieving the loss of his son, took the lead and attacked first. His expression changed, and he crouched down like a beast, his eyes gleaming with ferocity!
The Vajra Body also underwent a dramatic transformation, turning into a giant white-furred rat, taller than two men, with long teeth and sharp claws, ferocious and terrifying!
"The Western Regions are indeed full of monsters!" Mo Tianhen had never seen such a ferocious creature before, and could only force himself to calm down: "Perfect, let's try this move!"
The young man's hands gathered sword energy, each displaying its brilliance. One hand was azure like a scroll, with a whistling sound, while the other was crimson like a flame, with raging fire!
Wind and fire descended again, this was the unprecedented Eight Dances Combined Move! Mo Tianhen's two fingers shot out simultaneously, his Yin meridian flowing to the left, controlling the strong wind of a thousand autumns, and his Yang meridian flowing to the right, sweeping away the raging flames of the sky. His true energy circulated endlessly within him, pushing the Eight Dances of Mo Kuang to a height he had never reached before!
The beasts roared, sword intent surged, and Yu Tianyi and Mo Tianhen unleashed their ultimate attacks. Amidst the swirling winds and flames within the hall, a deafening explosion followed. The beasts howled in agony, and sword intent scattered in all directions!
The people of Happy Forest hastily retreated, but some who couldn't escape were still struck by the sword intent, their bodies bleeding profusely!
Seeing this, the Medicine King quickly protected Meng Ying, deflecting the scattered sword intent with his hand. He thought in astonishment, "The chaotic scattering of sword intent indicates that Tianyi still has the upper hand. But this kid, even in this situation, still possesses such ability; it's truly terrifying!"
As the Medicine King had predicted, in the all-out clash between Mo Tianhen and Yu Tianyi, Yu Tianyi's transformed beast form was riddled with sword wounds, but its appearance remained intact. Mo Tianhen, however, was wounded, blood spurting from his mouth!
Unable to withstand the opponent's overwhelming power, Mo Tianhen was struck by the recoil, his internal energy stagnating, and he felt excruciating pain throughout his body!
Because of his forced breakthrough earlier, his meridians were already damaged. Coupled with the pain he had endured and exerted all his strength, the backlash now caused excruciating pain at his Yin-Yang acupoints, as if being stabbed with knives and axes. Unable to bear it any longer, he screamed in agony!
Hearing Mo Tianhen's scream, He Zixun and Xue Mengying felt their hearts ache and tears streamed down their faces.
The pain of loved ones naturally brought joy to the enemy. Yu Tianyi's desire for revenge intensified. He urged the giant beast to bar its fangs and roar fiercely, crouching low to gather strength, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Mo Tianhen. A sinister plan lurked in his mind: He Zixun was behind Mo Tianhen. Even if he escaped this calamity, the giant fox-sable beast could still make him suffer the pain of losing someone important!
"Damn it, I was too arrogant!" Mo Tianhen was in excruciating pain, his true energy failing him. He had underestimated his opponent after only a short time gaining power, and now he was reaping the consequences, suffering in silence.
Seeing Yu Tianyi about to strike, Mo Tianhen struggled to muster the strength to resist. He wanted to dodge, but unwilling to endanger his beloved, he steeled himself and said with a sorrowful smile, "Xun'er, no matter what, live on!"
He Zixun sensed the death in his voice and exclaimed, "What are you doing!"
Mo Tianhen stood up, but didn't answer. His slender body stood straight, his arms outstretched, standing before He Zixun!
Though his back wasn't strong, it was like a towering mountain, forming a formidable defensive barrier for her!
In that instant, He Zixun understood Mo Tianhen's heart. He was the kind of man she knew—upright and resolute, fearless of death, yet willing to go through fire and water for those he cherished, advancing without hesitation!
"Little Mo… if there is an afterlife, I will definitely grow old with you! But in this life… I…" In this perilous situation, He Zixun's heart was filled with unspoken feelings, but she could only watch helplessly as Mo Tianhen stood tall, facing death head-on!
Just as Yu Tianyi was about to unleash his ultimate attack, two thunderous booms resounded, and the walls of the Happy Forest Hall crumbled, revealing a gaping door!
Before the onlookers could even react, amidst the swirling dust and debris, two arrows, one red and one silver, hurtled forth with unparalleled force, piercing through the crowd and sending shards of flesh and blood flying everywhere!
As Yu Tianyi recoiled in shock, a cacophony of voices and cries of agony erupted outside the hall. A group of white-armored warriors, covered in blood and wielding spears and swords, filed in through the opening created by the arrows, charging towards the naked crowd within!
The white-armored soldiers' attire evoked Yu Tianyi's most painful memories. He would never forget that uniform, nor the horrifying scene that had shattered his life—among this group of white-armored soldiers, a man in silver armor, dazzling like a star in the heavens, drew his silver bow with a single, earth-shattering arrow, killing his own father on the battlefield!
"Silver Demons!" The moment these four words flashed through his mind, Yu Tianyi's pupils shrank sharply. In his shock, his mind raced: "These are the troops of the Jin Dynasty. Why would they suddenly appear here! Could it be that Xiaoxie has been defeated? No! The ones who came are the General Star Camp of Beiluo Shimen, not the Flying Dragon Camp of Qian Liuying. Huyan Nixin's intelligence was wrong!"
Thinking of this, Yu Tianyi couldn't help but curse: "Damn it! Even if Xiaoxie has been defeated, I still left two hundred men to guard the main hall. If it weren't for this scoundrel in front of me, how could I have only discovered the enemy's troops when they arrived here!"
The men in the Happy Forest Hall were all elites from the Western Regions, so they also stayed here to engage in dual cultivation with the Central Plains women they had captured, assisting the Grand Priest of the Desire Forest, and waiting to enjoy the Primordial Yin True Qi.
However, in terms of martial arts alone, they were far inferior to the generals of the Star Camp. These men were all naked and unarmed, and their combat strength was originally inferior to that of the Jin Dynasty's number one divine army. With the situation changing rapidly, these elites had no time to react and were like lambs being speared and hacked down by axes. They were unable to launch an effective counterattack, and in no time, most of them had been slaughtered, and corpses littered the ground!
"The General Star Camp! It's the General Star Camp!" He Zixun, serving in the court, recognized it at a glance as the most renowned and invincible army of the Jin Dynasty, the direct line of the General God, virtually unmatched throughout the four realms. Excitedly, she cried out, "Little Mo! It's the General Star Camp of a First-Rank Marquis! The imperial army has arrived!"
Mo Tianhen's spirits lifted upon hearing this, while Yu Tianyi gritted his teeth, seething with hatred.
He had been ordered by Emperor Shitian to lie low in the Central Plains for years with his two children, secretly accumulating strength, intending to launch a coordinated attack from within and without when Emperor Shitian raised his army, inflicting heavy damage on the Jin Dynasty and avenging the murder of his father on the battlefield.
Now, before he could achieve his goal, the court had breached his defenses, his years of accumulated strength destroyed overnight, and his two children tragically killed by nameless juniors. How could he accept this? How could he not hate?
But hatred aside, at this moment, the entire General Star Camp had poured into the hall, followed by the Flying Stream Army and the Azure Vine Army!
Behind the crowd, Yu Tianyi saw with his own eyes the imposing figure shining like a star among the soldiers. Though not tall or burly, he possessed an innate domineering aura, standing proudly—none other than Beiluo Shimen, the most ruthless man who had roamed the Western Regions ten years ago, slaughtering countless soldiers and experts!
Just as their eyes met, the two divine generals, Beiluo Shimen and Qian Liuying, plucked their bowstrings, and arrows pierced the air—one silver, one purple, both flashing with light and lightning—swiftly shooting towards Yu Tianyi's face!
Yu Tianyi sensed danger and hastily activated his Vajra Transformation, transforming into the Northern Vajra, his jade banner billowing like a shield, attempting to block the two divine generals' twin arrows!
The arrows struck the Vajra Transformation, and with two crisp sounds, the silver and purple arrows pierced through the banner, striking the Vajra, and then exploded with a deafening roar!
The Vajra Transformation, unable to withstand the force of the two arrows, shattered inch by inch, turning into countless flying fragments!
The Vajra Body is linked to the attacker; a severe injury to the Vajra Body will also damage the original body.
Yu Tianyi, struck by two powerful forces, coughed up blood, already severely wounded!
"The Silver Demon, his martial prowess is indeed undiminished..." Unable to withstand a single attack from the two great generals, Yu Tianyi was filled with hatred, but knew the situation was hopeless and he was powerless to reverse it. He could only say to the Flower-Destroying Medicine King, "Ruyu! Take the First Yin Maiden and leave!" Unexpectedly, turning around, he saw the Medicine King push aside a stone bed and leap into the secret passage beneath it!
Seeing Meng Ying standing there alone, Yu Tianyi was even more enraged: "Xu Ruyu! You coward! How dare you betray this Heavenly Lord!"
Turning back to see his carefully nurtured trusted warriors being mercilessly slaughtered like pigs and dogs, his internal energy surged erratically, and he spat out another mouthful of blood!
Before he could recover, a deathly bowstring twanged, followed by the sharp, piercing sound of an arrow whistling through the air!
Knowing that Beiluo Shimen never hesitated to kill, Yu Tianyi gritted his teeth and unleashed his Vajra Body again, raising his hand forward. The giant jade hand also moved forward simultaneously, attempting to capture the deadly arrow in mid-air!
However, Yu Tianyi was injured beforehand, and his power was incomplete. His Vajra Body only had half its usual strength, which was no match for Beiluo Shimen's shocking arrow!
The silver arrow pierced through the giant Vajra arm and into Yu Tianyi's palm! In a flash, the Desire Realm Lord's hand bones shattered, and his entire arm turned to blood and flesh!
With his body destroyed and his arm broken, Yu Tianyi groaned, but he moved his feet and took the opportunity to turn around and escape into the secret passage that the Medicine King had used earlier!
Earlier, Mo Tianhen, seeing that the reinforcements had arrived, had focused all his attention on Meng Ying, who was still fighting. However, he saw the Medicine King whisper a few words in Meng Ying's ear, causing the girl to turn around and look at him in surprise with wide eyes.
The Medicine King smiled gently at Meng Ying, then pushed her away from his embrace, grabbed his own clothes, pushed aside the stone bed, and fled.
Mo Tianhen, though puzzled, tried to reach her, but Yu Tianyi blocked his path, making progress difficult.
Only after the two great generals severely injured Yu Tianyi, forcing him to flee in a sorry state with a severed arm, did he finally get his chance. Enduring excruciating pain, he rushed to Meng Ying's side, embraced her petite body, and choked out, "I'm sorry, Meng Ying… I… I…"
His heart was filled with guilt and self-reproach; he wanted to apologize, but not a single word came out.
Mengying, already heartbroken from this ordeal, had only endured and cooperated to protect Mo Tianhen. Now, nestled in his arms, seeing his exhausted and haggard yet alive, the pain and sorrow she had suppressed all night finally erupted. She cried out loudly in his embrace, "Waaah... Brother Tianhen... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Mengying just wanted to find you... Waaah... I never expected things to turn out like this..." The
humiliated girl wept bitterly in his arms, her tears falling like rain, her grief overwhelming. Mo Tianhen's heart ached as well, and he could only comfort her with tears in his eyes, "It's alright... Mengying... It's not your fault, it's not your fault!"
"But... but..." Mengying sobbed, gasping for breath, "Mengying... Mengying is already defiled... I'm no longer worthy of you... Waaah..."
Thinking of her impure body, no longer worthy of the man she loved most, the round-faced girl's heart ached even more, and she cried out again.
Meng Ying's words made He Zixun feel even worse. She had been controlled by the lustful array, though not willingly, she had involuntarily become immersed in it and almost succumbed. Her body had been defiled countless times by these lecherous men, leaving countless filthy and disgusting male marks. If she didn't take the abortion medicine when she returned, she might even become pregnant with the bastard children of those two men. This painful experience made her stubborn and strong-willed heart contemplate suicide, because she felt she could no longer face Mo Tianhen!
The soldiers of the General Star Camp, seeing so many Central Plains women being brutally abducted and raped by the Western Regions, were filled with righteous indignation. They showed no mercy to the naked men in the hall, and even those who had knelt and surrendered were not spared.
Just then, a soldier from the General's Camp saw Mo Tianhen, disheveled and embracing a naked, wailing girl. Thinking he was also a member of the Happy Forest gang and that even in his dying moments he hadn't forgotten to molest a girl,
the soldier's face contorted with rage. He roared and charged forward, ready to finish off this "wicked scoundrel"! He Zixun, seeing the soldier's hostile expression, guessed what had happened and cried out, "Brother, no! That's one of our own!"
However, the hall was filled with screams and cries of battle, and the soldier ignored He Zixun's words, thrusting forward with his spear!
At that moment, two voices rang out simultaneously: "Stop!" "Wait!" Then, a man and a woman rushed out from the General's Camp. The man held ice in his hand, radiating coldness, while the woman was beautiful and swift with her sword. Their attacks came in unison, knocking the soldier's weapon from his hand!
Hearing the voice behind him, Mo Tianhen turned around and saw the white-armored soldier looking astonished, while two familiar faces were looking at him with worry!
"Senior Sister Yan! Brother Han!"
The man and woman were Yan Yinshuang and Han Ningyuan, who had come with the army. They had originally been moving with the Flying Dragon Camp in the rear, but worried about Mo Tianhen's safety, they had fought their way ahead and finally arrived at the last moment to rescue him.
Han Ningyuan had already pulled the General Camp soldier aside to explain. The soldier had seen him fighting alongside him, and since he was the only one in the army who used the Frost Ice Technique, he was very conspicuous. So he believed what Han Ningyuan said, apologized, and continued to go back to wipe out the remaining members of the Happy Forest.
"Tianhen..." Seeing the miserable state of Mo Tianhen and Meng Ying, Yan Yinshuang's eyes instantly reddened, and tears fell sadly. She quickly took off her outer robe and wrapped it around Meng Ying, but her own nose tingled, and she couldn't bear to see the two of them like this anymore. She turned away and sobbed softly.
Han Ningyuan also took off his long robe and draped it over Mo Tianhen, sighing, "Brother Mo, I'm sorry... I miscalculated after all, I'm too late..."
Mo Tianhen shook his head and said, "Brother Han, it's already an immense favor that you brought reinforcements. Otherwise, we..." Thinking of how the two women would continue to suffer endless rape and sexual exploitation if reinforcements hadn't arrived, he trembled with fear, his back turning cold. He couldn't bring himself to say anything more, so he turned to Yan Yinshuang and said, "Senior Sister, please take care of Constable He. She..."
Yan Yinshuang looked around and caught sight of He Zixun leaning limply against the stone bed. She was shocked: "Even Constable He..." She quickly helped her up and led her to Mo Tianhen's side.
Although He Zixun was resilient and strong, she was still a woman. Having suffered such a calamity, she was already in unbearable pain. Now, with rescue, she felt a surge of relief, and tears streamed down her face as she fell into Mo Tianhen's arms.
The three of them embraced and wept bitterly. Yan Yinshuang, seeing this, also covered her mouth and nose, tears streaming down her face.
Seeing her state, Han Ningyuan sighed softly, reached out and pulled the weeping Yan Yinshuang into his arms, letting her tears soak her clothes.
Not long after, the shouts and screams in the Happy Forest's main hall gradually subsided. Apart from the escaped Medicine King and Yu Tianyi, only a few Happy Forest men remained alive as witnesses; the rest had been slaughtered.
The soldiers of the General Star Camp quickly removed their robes and draped them over the naked women, then gathered them together for safekeeping to prevent spies from infiltrating.
Beiluo Shimen and Qian Liuying arrived at the entrance to the secret passage where Yaowang and Yutianyi had escaped. After examining it for a moment, Qian Liuying asked, "Uncle Bei, should we pursue them?"
Beiluo Shimen replied, "The Lord of the Desire Realm has lost an arm because of my arrow, so he is no longer a threat. However, the situation underground is unclear. If Xu Ruyu has set up an ambush there, it will be troublesome."
Qian Liuying then asked, "Then, should we call the Medicine Flower Goddess General?"
Beiluo Shimen shook his head and said, "Let's send someone down to investigate first." He then sent several white-armored soldiers to sneak down into the underground passage.
A moment later, someone came up and reported, "My lord, the tunnels below are interconnected, with countless exits. We don't have enough manpower to investigate them all. Perhaps we should give this humble general more men..."
Bei Luoshimen immediately rejected the idea, saying, "It's alright. Everyone has worked hard these past few days. Go and rest."
Turning to Qian Liuying, he said, "That's enough. Our army has marched a hundred miles, infiltrated stealthily, fought through the night, and then experienced a strong attack. It's time for us to rest. Although one of the bandit leaders was wounded and another escaped, their main force has been completely annihilated by us, and they will find it difficult to rise again." "Though the storms have been fierce, our mission has been successfully completed."
Qian Liuying smiled meaningfully and said, "Uncle Bei, as the saying goes, 'Eliminate evil completely.'"
Bei Luoshimen glanced at Qian Liuying and said indifferently, "I have carried out my orders. The rest is not my concern."
Qian Liuying laughed, "You know, old ginger is spicier. You can easily shirk responsibility for anything beyond your duties with just a few words, leaving no room for criticism."
Bei Luoshimen also smiled slightly, "Stop being sarcastic with me. Who have you learned this from all these years?"
"Hey..." Qian Liuying said lazily, "I've gotten used to being alone all these years, so I've naturally become like this."
Bei Luoshimen said disdainfully, "When your father led the army alone, he wasn't as lazy as you."
"Huh?" Qian Liuying's expression changed drastically, and she said in a flattering tone, "That's because my father had someone like you as a role model, so naturally he became as boring as you."
"Boring?" Bei Luoshimen raised an eyebrow, but his eyes were full of reminiscence: "How could Chu Tang be a boring person?"
After the two finished their conversation, the deputy general also reported the battle situation. The four armies had a total of sixteen dead and fifty-five wounded. The Happy Forest had more than a thousand dead and wounded, and the remaining thousand or so were all captured. In addition, Yu Tianyi was seriously injured, Xu Ruyu fled, and Hua Qianxie, Yu Qianji, and Yu Lanji all died. The Happy Forest, which was secretly eroding the heart of the Jin Dynasty, had collapsed and ceased to exist!
After the deputy general finished reporting, he showed a strange expression and did not leave.
Seeing that he hesitated, Beiluo Shimen said, "What else? Speak freely."
The lieutenant said, "Reporting to the Marquis, when I was leading the survivors to identify their identities, I discovered that two bandit leaders were not killed by our soldiers."
"Tell me in detail," Beiluo Shimen said.
The lieutenant said, "It's like this, when I led the guide to identify the bandit leaders, I found a man and a woman dead in the same place. The guide identified the man and woman as the son and daughter of the owner of Happy Forest, and also the leaders here. Since the bandit leaders were dead, I went to ask which soldier did it, so I could claim credit, but the soldiers said that the man and woman had long since died, and no one had ever fought them. I found this strange, so I was considering whether to report this matter."
Qian Liuying listened... "Well," he chuckled, "Interesting. Our army hasn't even arrived, yet a conflict has already broken out in the Happy Forest? Judging by this, it seems there aren't enough women to fight over."
Bei Luo Shi Men frowned slightly, seemingly quite displeased with Qian Liu Ying's words, but he didn't say it outright. He simply ordered his lieutenant, "Go and ask the survivors if they know anything."
The lieutenant obeyed and soon reported, "Your Excellency is wise. I have already learned that the man and woman were killed by that person." As he spoke, he pointed towards Mo Tian Hen.
"The second son of the Han family? He's quite capable," Qian Liu Ying whispered.
Although Bei Luo Shi Men had some doubts, after thinking about it carefully, he understood and said, "He was able to find out the location of the Happy Forest, so he must have some skill."
But then the lieutenant awkwardly said, "Your Excellency, Your Highness... it's not Young Master Han, but that young man."
At this, both of the great generals showed surprise on their faces.
Beiluo Shimen ordered, "Have the soldiers rest in the palace tonight, but first carefully check whether there are any hidden passages under these stone beds, in case the enemy returns. Also, send a message to Yaohua Shenjiang to bring the rear camp here to rest, and send someone to the Mengping garrison to have them mobilize troops overnight to assist Hanwu Shenjiang in guarding the prisoners. After dawn, the prisoners will be escorted to Mengping to await their fate."
The deputy general received the order and went to send people to check the stone beds and arrange shifts and messengers. Beiluo Shimen then said to Qian Liuying, "Let's go see this young man."
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Meanwhile, the Medicine King entered the Happy Forest tunnel. The tunnel was winding and had many branches. The Medicine King walked around for a quarter of an hour before finding a wooden door and pushing it open.
Outside the wooden door was dense forest, earthen slopes and rocky cliffs, still the scenery of the mountains. Looking back, the wooden door was hidden among layers of bushes and vines, easily missed by anyone unfamiliar with the area.
The Medicine King thought to himself, "Yu Tianyi has certainly prepared a thorough escape route." He looked up at the starry sky to determine his direction, and just as he was about to take a step, he glanced back one last time, reluctant to leave.
He had fled in such haste that he had left behind his years of refined medicines and a large quantity of Desire Oil in the Happy Forest warehouse, not taking a single bottle with him. The thought that all his hard work would likely be confiscated by the court filled him with a pang of heartache.
"If I hadn't seen the Qingluo Army, I wouldn't be so nervous. Well, the Qingluo Army's arrival means Ye Minghuan is also here. With him in command, the power of my poison skills will be greatly reduced. It's the right thing to do to withdraw now. Alas… the sounds of battle still linger in the distance; Happy Forest must be gone. I'd better go to Mengping first to find some decent clothes. After the imperial army retreats, I'll come back to see if they've forgotten anything. As for Yu Tianyi, ha, let him fend for himself."
Having made up his mind, the Medicine King pushed through the thorns and grass, using the moonlight to climb a steep slope, intending to head towards Mengping Town. Unexpectedly, just as he reached a flat area, he saw a group of people standing neatly on the mountainside before him. The leader, dressed in a bright green robe, was handsome and dashing—none other than the Medicine Flower Divine General Ye Minghuan!
"This...this..." Misfortune never comes singly. The shouts of battle in the distance had not yet ceased, the night wind in the mountains was howling, and the general's strict discipline meant that the soldiers waiting in formation remained motionless and silent. As a result, the Medicine King
was caught off guard and walked right into the trap! The moment the Medicine King showed himself, hundreds of people turned their heads at once, and countless eyes focused on him. The Medicine King suddenly felt like a fool. He was surrounded by an enemy waiting in front of him and a steep cliff behind him. He couldn't go forward or retreat. He was stuck on the edge of the cliff, feeling extremely embarrassed.
"Junior Brother Xu, how have you been?" Ye Minghuan spoke first, strolling leisurely to the edge of the cliff, squatting down, and continuing, "What brings you here? You didn't even inform your senior brother?"
The Medicine King's lips twitched a few times, and he responded with a stiff smile, "Senior Brother Ye, it's been a long time. I was just passing by."
"Ha...hahahaha!" Ye Minghuan suddenly burst into laughter, extending a hand, saying, "Come on, junior brother, let's get up here first."
It turned out that the Flower-Destroying Medicine King Xu Ruyu and the Flower-Destroying Divine General Ye Minghuan were from the same school, but Ye Minghuan had studied pharmacology and poison techniques from a young age, while Xu Ruyu had joined the school halfway through his studies.
He was originally a notorious womanizer in the martial arts world, but during one of his encounters, he fell in love with the woman he had defiled and decided to retire from his life of crime. However, on their wedding day, his future father-in-law first poisoned the wedding wine, then joined forces with a group of martial arts masters to attack him. Although he managed to escape, he was seriously injured in the leg, and his lightness skill was reduced by half.
From that moment on, the Medicine King swore a solemn oath: "Since you poisoned me with medicine, I will repay you with medicine." This is why he joined Ye Minghuan's sect, hence the Medicine King, despite being older, still has to address Ye Minghuan as "Senior Brother."
However, the Medicine King possessed exceptional talent in the study of medicine and toxicology, and driven by revenge, he studied diligently. Within a few years, his mastery of medicine had caught up with Ye Minghuan's.
After completing their training, Xu Ruyu resumed her old profession using her aphrodisiac and poison skills, becoming the "Flower-Destroying Medicine King" feared by women in the martial arts world. Ye Minghuan, on the other hand, joined the army and fought in the southern border region. With her medicine skills, she broke through the evil Gu poison array in the southern border region and was appreciated by the late Emperor Zhong Kai. She was promoted one after another until she reached the position of Divine General and was given the name "Medicine Flower" and stationed at the Wolf-Slaying Pass.
The Medicine King looked at Ye Minghuan with puzzlement and asked suspiciously, "What tricks are you playing on me? Don't think that just because I address you as 'Senior Brother,' I'll let you manipulate me."
Ye Minghuan remained composed, his hand still outstretched in mid-air, his smile undiminished: "Junior Brother Xu, what are you saying? Senior Brother just wanted to catch up with you."
"Ha!" The Medicine King sneered, "Forget it. You're a soldier, I'm a thief. In front of so many people, you, a dignified general, would want to catch up with a rebel like me?"
Ye Minghuan said easily, "That's easy to say." Then he shouted, "Qingluo Army! Have you seen the rebels tonight?" Hundreds of Qingluo soldiers turned around simultaneously, their backs to the two men, but they didn't utter a single word.
Ye Minghuan then said, "These are all my trusted confidants. Are you still at ease, Junior Brother?"
The Medicine King, unsure of his junior brother's intentions, hesitated. Just then, Ye Minghuan loudly proclaimed, "If you still don't trust me, Junior Brother, I'll have no choice but to eliminate them all."
Many soldiers in the Qingluo Army trembled, but no one uttered a sound.
The Medicine King thought, "What is this kid plotting? But in my current state, I'm utterly powerless against him. If he wants to capture me, it'll be easy. Hmm… it seems he doesn't want to be my enemy. I'll trust him for now and see what tricks he has up his sleeve." He
then feigned a smile and said, "Senior Brother Ye, you flatter me. Since you are so sincere in your help, how can I force you to make a painful sacrifice?" Saying this, he took Ye Minghuan's hand and climbed up the cliff.
Ye Minghuan immediately ordered, "Bring a set of Qingluo Army uniforms." A soldier brought over a spare set of uniforms.
After the Medicine King was properly dressed, Ye Minghuan said again, "Junior Brother, the battle at the front is over, and my rear guard needs to go and rendezvous. You are still a rebel, and it would be terrible if others recognized you. I can only ask you to disguise yourself for now and endure in my army for a few days. Once this matter is over and we return to Tokyo, you will be free. Until then, I hope you will be careful."
The Medicine King thought to himself, "If you want to help me, just let me go. Why go through all this trouble? There must be some ulterior motive... Is this kid planning to lure me to a crowded place and then capture me?" As
soon as this thought crossed his mind, he immediately dismissed it, "If he wanted to capture me, he wouldn't need to go through all this trouble. I really don't understand what this kid is up to... Never mind." "I'll trust him this once and see what kind of elixir he can pour out of his medicine bottle!"
Having made up his mind, the Medicine King said, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother. I'll join the ranks then."
Ye Minghuan stopped him, saying, "Junior Brother
, wait a moment." He then called over a deputy general and said to him, "Junior Brother, we probably won't have many opportunities to communicate in the coming days. This is Xiao Luo, also my confidant. He will guide you on how to proceed. If you have any questions, big or small, you can ask him."
The Medicine King nodded and turned to join the ranks, but then heard Ye Minghuan say, "Junior Brother, I should be in charge of disposing of your poisons and medicines later."
Upon hearing this, the Medicine King was shocked and turned back in surprise, but Ye Minghuan had already turned his back and was no longer looking at him.
Ye Minghuan's seemingly random words instantly resolved all the Medicine King's doubts.
"So that's how it is, ha!" The Medicine King sneered inwardly, said nothing more, and turned to step into the Qingluo Army.
Before long, a soldier in white armor arrived. It was the messenger from the General Star Camp. Ye Minghuan received the General God's order and ordered the troops to set off. The Medicine King, hidden among them, had already put on a human skin mask, transforming into a dull-looking middle-aged soldier. He marched towards the Happy Forest Hall with the Green Vine Army!
Chapter Eleven: The Awakening of the Desire Forest - 6
It is said that Mo Tianhen and the other two wept bitterly, sobbing and wailing, each heartbroken and devastated. Yan Yinshuang watched from the side, feeling extremely distressed, but she did not know how to comfort them.
When she was in the Righteous Qi Altar, she was like the moon surrounded by stars, and she did not have to worry too much about anything. Even when she was confused, she had her wise father and kind mother to rely on. Never before had she felt so helpless. First, Han Ningyuan was suspected of being innocent, and then she witnessed her junior brothers and sisters suffer such a great calamity. She was full of resentment but did not know where to vent it. After thinking it over, she could only turn her pleading eyes to Han Ningyuan.
Han Ningyuan, having been unjustly suspected by the Confucian school, was in a bad mood. His handsome face was as cold and icy as he stood there like an ice sculpture, silent, lost in thought.
Seeing this, Yan Yinshuang could only look away and think of something else.
After all, men are more rational. Mo Tianhen cried for a while, then forced himself to suppress his grief and looked around. Seeing the imperial troops carrying spoils from behind the palace, he said to the two women, "Mengying, Xun'er, they have been hiding in the deep mountains for many years. There must be water and a place to bathe here. Why don't you go and bathe first, so you won't feel uncomfortable?"
The two women were covered in sweat and semen, and their vaginas still contained a lot of yang essence, making them feel very uncomfortable. But their uncleanliness hurt their hearts, and their heartache was indescribable.
Seeing their expressions, Mo Tianhen also felt deeply guilty, but he couldn't find any words of comfort.
At this moment, Mengying tugged at his sleeve, her eyes filled with sorrow and desolation, and said softly, "Brother Tianhen, if Mengying were no longer in this world, would you miss me?"
Mo Tianhen didn't know what she meant, but to comfort her, he patted her back gently and said, "Silly girl, no matter where you are, I will miss you."
Upon hearing this, Mengying smiled through her tears, her delicate hands tenderly cupping Mo Tianhen's cheeks. Gazing into the man's concerned eyes, a trace of tenderness appeared in her eyes as she said, "That's good. In that case, Mengying can die without regrets."
As soon as the round-faced girl spoke, Mo Tianhen sensed a resolute intent. Before he could react, Meng Ying shoved him away and slammed her forehead against the palace wall behind her!
"No...!" Mo Tianhen lost his balance and couldn't hold onto his beloved. Before he could finish speaking, Han Ningyuan appeared with lightning speed, his white robes fluttering, rushing behind Meng Ying and pulling her back into his arms!
"Let go! Let me go!" Meng Ying cried, tears streaming down her face, trying to break free from Han Ningyuan's embrace. However, she was already small and weak, and the relentless torment of the night had left her legs weak and her body limp. She had only pushed Mo Tianhen away with her last bit of suicidal courage, and now how could she break free?
“Miss Xue, why must you do this?” Han Ningyuan frowned and sighed, “This is not your fault, so why seek death to escape?”
He had noticed something amiss in the girl’s expression when Meng Ying grabbed Mo Tianhen, and had been secretly watching her. Otherwise, Meng Ying would likely be dead by now.
Yan Yinshuang, standing nearby, was also startled by her actions and quickly stepped forward to pull her away, saying, “Junior Sister Xue, why are you doing this?”
She was about to persuade her to give up her suicidal thoughts when the phrase “preserving chastity through death” flashed through her mind. Her body stiffened instantly, unsure how to speak. For the first time, a doubt arose in her heart regarding the etiquette she had learned: “Is losing one’s chastity truly only possible through death? Isn’t that a great injustice to women?”
Mo Tianhen hadn’t expected the usually naive Meng Ying to be so resolute. Startled, he quickly pulled her back from Han Ningyuan and Yan Yinshuang’s grasp, holding her tightly in his arms. Fearing she might attempt suicide again, he didn't know how to comfort her. He could only gently stroke the girl's hair, repeatedly saying, "You can't die...you can't die..."
Mengying leaned against the man's chest, her eyes red and swollen, tears streaming down her face, sobbing, "It would be better...just let me die...how can I be with you like this?"
For a woman from the Central Plains, losing her virginity was the most tragic and shameful thing. Mengying had not only been forcibly taken by a lecherous thief, but she had also been brutally humiliated and raped in front of the man she loved. This humiliation had shattered the young woman's hopes for the future, making her want nothing more than to die!
He Zixun hesitated to speak. She herself had also been contemplating suicide, only planning to settle her affairs with Mo Tianhen before finding a secluded place to end her own life.
However, Mengying's crying and fussing stirred her heart: "He Zixun, He Zixun, as a constable, how can you cry and whine like a little girl when faced with such a situation?"
Although she admonished herself in this way, the humiliation and loss of chastity had left a deep scar in her heart. Mengying didn't know how to face the man she loved, and she felt the same way.
Mo Tianhen was also in tears. Influenced by Confucian ethics since childhood, he knew the importance of a woman's chastity, almost more important than life itself; otherwise, the Prefect of Luosong wouldn't have sentenced adultery as a serious crime.
After thinking it over, Mo Tianhen couldn't find a good word. He sighed and said to the crying girl in his arms, "Mengying, after I find my mother, I will ask her to decide whether we can get married, okay?"
Upon hearing this, all three women present were shocked. He Zixun felt a sweet joy in her heart, but also felt ashamed and extremely embarrassed, wondering why a man would bring up such a shameful thing in this situation.
Yan Yinshuang was immediately stunned, a pang of sadness involuntarily rising in her heart—a feeling she had never experienced before.
She had never imagined she would care so much for a man, not only traveling with him to various places but also running thousands of miles for him, worrying about his safety, and even risking her own life to rescue him from danger.
At this moment, this woman, adored like a bright moon, was surprised to realize that her journey had been less about caring for her junior brothers and sisters and more about watching over the upright and unyielding figure of this man!
Mengying's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she raised her small face in disbelief, asking, "Brother Tianhen, what did you say?"
Mo Tianhen did not answer, but instead turned around and pulled He Zixun, who was also filled with astonishment, into his arms. He gently kissed each of their foreheads and said firmly, "Once we find our mother, I will marry you both, and I will never break my promise!"
If these words had been spoken before, Mengying would have been overjoyed and cheered. But in this situation, she seemed more like someone being pitied and sympathized with. She quickly shook her head and said sadly, "Brother Tianhen, Mengying is... is no longer worthy of you..."
Mo Tianhen hurriedly said, "Of course you are worthy! You were concerned about my safety, first traveling thousands of miles to Luosong to find me, and then risking your life to wait for me at the Righteous Qi Altar. From that moment on, we were bound together for life. Now, how could I abandon you?"
He was focused on his studies and martial arts, and only knew how to treat people with sincerity and straightforwardness. He didn't know how to use words to express himself tactfully.
"Are you an idiot?!" Seeing Mo Tianhen's clumsy words, He Zixun couldn't help but say with tears in her eyes, "Just because someone is good to you, you want to repay them, but you don't care about their feelings? She's so kind to you, yet you speak as if you're repaying a debt of gratitude. Who wants this kind of pity... this kind of compassion?!" She couldn't help but shed tears again as she spoke of her sorrow.
"Of course it's not pity... I really want to marry you..." Mo Tianhen hurriedly replied, but subconsciously glanced at Yan Yinshuang. With these words, there was no longer any possibility between him and Yan Yinshuang. Although he had been prepared for this, he still felt a pang of heartache at this moment.
Yan Yinshuang was immersed in the strange bitterness in her heart and didn't notice the helplessness and regret in Mo Tianhen's eyes. She only thought he was giving her a look, urging her to speak up. She was about to speak, but didn't know what to say.
Han Ningyuan, unable to bear it any longer, said, "Brother Mo is not good at expressing his feelings. Although he doesn't know how to say it, he must love you all very much, not out of pity or sympathy."
Mo Tianhen nodded repeatedly as if he had found a lifeline, saying, "Yes, yes, I truly love you all, that's why I want to marry you. I have no other purpose."
These words were like a dream, something Meng Ying had longed for for many years, but in this situation, she hesitated and said, "But... I..." Hearing this, Yan Yinshuang felt an inexplicable pang of sorrow in her heart, and a sudden sense of emptiness washed over her.
Fearing that Mo Tianhen might say something wrong again, Han Ningyuan hurriedly said, "Miss Xue, Officer He, please hear me out. Although you suffered a great calamity, you were rescued and escaped death. In my opinion, this is already an immense stroke of luck."
He Zixun said unhappily, "You make it sound so easy. It wasn't you who was insulted!"
Han Ningyuan had anticipated such a response and continued, "I have lived on the border for a long time. Before I was ten, I followed my father and brothers into battle and witnessed countless deaths and injuries. After every major battle, although the soldiers of Tianguan suffered casualties, the survivors were all overjoyed. I have seen people with missing arms cheer with joy, and I have seen people who have lost both legs laugh heartily. I have also seen countless soldiers eat raw meat and drink blood, gnawing on grass and eating mud, even consuming the snow itself, in order to survive when the roads were blocked by blizzards! When living becomes a luxury, no one cares about themselves." "What kind of calamities have you suffered? From that time on, I knew that nothing in this world is more important than the word 'living.' You are only twenty years old, not even halfway through your lives. You still have many days to live, so even if you encounter setbacks, you should try your best to overcome them. How can you have thoughts of suicide?"
Mo Tianhen then echoed, "That's right. You still have relatives at home, people you care about, and people who care about you..."
As he spoke, he took the two women's soft hands, his nose tingled, and tears fell uncontrollably again: "If you leave me, then... then I will be all alone again..."
His family was destroyed, and he was also framed in his sect. He had long regarded the two women as the most important people in his heart, but he was clumsy with words and could not express his true feelings. At this moment, his true feelings were revealed, which moved everyone even more.
Although He Zixun was determined to die, seeing Mo Tianhen's concerned expression, she knew that the man was sincere towards her, and that impulse had mostly subsided. However, when she thought about how she had just been raped by those two lecherous thieves in front of the man and had uttered all sorts of shameless words, she still felt a sense of righteous indignation and her teeth were itching with hatred.
She was always strong-willed and resilient, unwilling to admit defeat easily. Having suffered such a huge loss, she naturally thought of how to get revenge tenfold. So she withdrew her hand, raised her head and glared at him, feigning anger, "Who wants to marry you! And! I didn't try to kill myself, why did you drag me into this!"
Mo Tianhen simply looked into the female constable's eyes and said sincerely and earnestly, "Both of you are extremely important to me, and I cannot lose either of you."
Even the proud and arrogant He Zixun was moved by these words and those eyes, and couldn't help but shed tears again. Meng Ying even threw herself into Mo Tianhen's arms and wailed. The three of them hugged each other again, but this time, no one was prepared to throw away their lives, because when they turned around, someone was already waiting where they came from, unwavering in life and death.
However, one person remained standing to the side, like a white plum blossom blooming quietly, graceful and elegant, but her heart felt as if it were being chilled by frost. She was saddened by the touching scene of love after the disaster, not for any other reason than that she seemed to have fallen in love with the innocent and impulsive, yet incredibly sincere and genuine young man from the Mo family!
At this moment, the clanging of armor was heard, causing Han Ningyuan and Yan Yinshuang to turn around and look. It was Bei Luoshimen and Qian Liuying who had arrived. Han Ningyuan snorted coldly and turned his gaze away.
Although Yan Yinshuang despised the court's actions, the instigator was, after all, the head of the Confucian school, and she herself was a member of the Confucian school, so she naturally couldn't be too disrespectful. Therefore, she bowed and said, "Greetings, Marquis Yijia, and the Dragon Emperor of the West."
He Zixun, who was crying, heard the voice, looked up, quickly wiped her tears, and whispered to Mo Tianhen and Xue Mengying, "The two generals have arrived, please pay your respects."
Beiluo Shimen, seeing the three of them in such a sorry state, frowned slightly and waved his hand, saying, "No need, I'll just ask a few questions and then leave."
Mo Tianhen, however, suddenly prostrated himself and knelt, kowtowing three times to Beiluo Shimen, sincerely saying, "If it weren't for the two of you..." "The general arrived just in time, and I fear my life would have ended here. My two companions will also continue to suffer. Such kindness, if given the chance in the future, I, Mo Tianhen, will surely repay with my life!"
Bei Luoshimen said, "Killing rebels and saving the people is Bei Luoshimen's duty; there is no need for repayment. I have come here only to ask you one question."
Mo Tianhen said, "I will answer without reservation."
Bei Luoshimen nodded, pointing to the corpses of Yu Qianji and Yu Lanji, and said, "Very well, I ask you, did you kill the man and woman who died together?"
Mo Tianhen looked in the direction Bei Luoshimen was pointing, then nodded and said, "Replying to Your Excellency, it was indeed I."
"How did you kill them?" "
With a far-reaching sword intent."
"Hmm?"
"Huh?"
Both generals exclaimed in surprise, expressing their astonishment simultaneously. Qian Liuying couldn't help but say, "What nonsense are you spouting? If you could cultivate sword intent, would you have ended up in this miserable state?"
Mo Tianhen, his heart wounded by the question, immediately straightened his face and retorted, "When I was captured, these rebels took my weapons. If I had a sword, I would have personally killed these villains!"
Qian Liuying burst out laughing, "Among all the swordsmen in the world, only a handful have cultivated sword intent. They have all reached the realm where having no sword is better than having a sword. Their sword intent far surpasses any weapon; a sword is merely icing on the cake." "Well, this is the first time I've ever heard anyone spout nonsense about having a sword being better than having no sword!"
Mo Tianhen was about to retort when he saw Bei Luoshimen's eyebrows twitch. He asked Qian Liuying, "Where did you hear this rubbish?"
Qian Liuying's smile froze instantly, and he said awkwardly, "Hmm? Nonsense?"
Bei Luoshimen rebuked, "In this world, only a handful of swordsmen have cultivated sword intent, but how many have you actually seen? Sword Evil? Misty Sword? Or the Twelve Sword Heavens?"
Qian Liuying was speechless, not knowing what Bei Luoshimen meant by that question. His heart pounded: Where have I ever seen these people? Isn't that what the storytellers say? But he didn't dare say those words aloud, only saying, "No."
Bei Luo Shi Men said, "If you haven't, then don't talk nonsense."
He turned to look at Mo Tian Hen and said, "You call yourself a 'student,' so you must be a Confucian disciple?"
Mo Tian Hen nodded in agreement, but then heard Qian Liu Ying mutter under his breath, "Another penniless pedant."
Bei Luo Shi Men naturally heard Qian Liu Ying's veiled sarcasm, shook his head helplessly, and continued, "Young brother, show me your sword intent. If it's genuine, you'll be a part of the conquest of Happy Forest this time." "Merit."
Mo Tianhen shook his head and said, "My lord, I do not seek merit, I only ask that you escort us safely to Xidu when you retreat."
Bei Luoshimen pointed at Qian Liuying and replied, "That's a small matter. After this battle, General Longhuang will return to Xidu, and you can travel with him then."
Mo Tianhen bowed and thanked him, then flicked his finger horizontally, unleashing the Eight Dances Sword Technique that pierced the sky. With a "poof," a two-finger-square circular hole appeared in the wall of the palace beside them, piercing through both sides of the wall!
Seeing Mo Tianhen pierce the wall with a single finger, Qian Liuying shrank back and said disdainfully, "Boy, don't try to fool me, it's just sword energy!"
Although his martial arts were high, he had honed his skills on the battlefield and knew little about the affairs of the martial world. He thought Mo Tianhen was trying to pass off inferior skills as superior ones and get away with it.
But then Beiluo Shimen said calmly, "Liuying, have you seen the sword energy? And have you ever seen the sword intent?"
Qian Liuying's aura instantly diminished by three points, and she stammered, "No... I haven't."
Beiluo Shimen had been a general for many years. Because he was guarding Tokyo and had no battle to fight, and was concerned about the movements of the martial arts world, he volunteered to take on the responsibility of monitoring the major events of the martial arts world. He often traveled to observe the duels of masters. Although his martial arts skills were not top-notch, his vision was extremely high. He could tell at a glance that Mo Tianhen's finger had reached the realm of no sword, and that it was not an exaggeration to say that he could injure people with sword intent.
He initially wanted to reprimand Qian Liuying and send this arrogant brat back to his Flying Dragon Camp, but Qian Liuying was, after all, a general leading troops. If he were to reprimand him in front of others like an elder, it would damage his prestige. So he calmly said, "If not, then don't make rash judgments. Just listen quietly."
Although Qian Liuying was arrogant, he had great respect for his uncle, who was on par with his father. He immediately understood the meaning behind his words, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his face. He scratched his head and forced a smile, saying, "Alright, alright, can't I be quiet?"
Bei Luo Shimen then asked Mo Tianhen, "Young brother, how old are you?"
Mo Tianhen replied, "This student is seventeen this year."
Bei Luo Shimen nodded, quite approvingly saying, "The younger generation is indeed formidable. Just from this one sword strike, I can see that what you said is true. His Majesty will surely reward you for this achievement. You should rest well here." After saying this, he turned to leave.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Mo Tianhen hurriedly stopped him, saying, "My lord, please wait. I have another request."
Qian Liuying said impatiently, "You brat, this is to give you credit, not to send you as a suicide spy. Why are you making so many demands?"
Bei Luoshimen chuckled, a hint of displeasure on his face, "Tell me."
Mo Tianhen asked, "May I ask, my lord, are there any survivors from Happy Forest?"
Bei Luoshimen nodded silently. Mo Tianhen clasped his hands in a salute and said, "Reporting to Your Excellency, my family lives in Luosong. My father is a prominent figure in the Mo family, and my mother is the second disciple of Daoist Master Chi Tianzi of the Xiyin Temple. She is also the eldest daughter of the Lu family of Nanshui. We had both parents and were well-off. However, two months ago, a group of thieves broke into my home in the middle of the night, killed my father, kidnapped my mother, and slaughtered all the servants and servants in my family. If it weren't for the rescue by the two Daoist masters of Qingwei Temple and my senior brother Huang Tianpo of the Confucian school, I'm afraid our entire family would have perished." He choked up again as he spoke of his painful experience.
Bei Luo Shimen frowned and said, "What does what you're saying have to do with the survivors?"
Mo Tianhen replied, "My lord, after extensive investigation, I've learned that my mother was most likely abducted to the Happy Forest, which is why I'm here. However, I haven't found her during my captivity, so I humbly request that you allow me to go and question her."
Bei Luo Shimen asked curiously, "With your powerful background, you could easily seek help from your maternal grandfather in the South River. Why risk your life alone?"
He thought to himself, "No wonder I haven't heard from Lai Tiansheng these past few days. He's deeply infatuated with this junior sister; he must be frantically searching for her."
Mo Tianhen firmly stated, "My lord, there are some hidden reasons that prevent me from seeking help from my maternal grandfather. Furthermore, the bandits who wiped out my entire family are still relentlessly pursuing me, trying to eliminate any future threats. I fear there will be dangers on the way to the South River." He lay in ambush and headed north to his master's sect, evading pursuit while searching for his mother's whereabouts. Moreover, he believed that as a son, one should take revenge personally, without relying on external forces.
Upon hearing this, Qian Liuying couldn't help but mutter to herself, "What kind of nonsense is this? This kid's brain has been damaged by books. The Lu family of Nanshui is so powerful; if they sent a letter, wouldn't the old master turn the entire Central Plains upside down for his daughter? Why does he need to go through all this trouble himself?"
Bei Luo Shimen also found Mo Tianhen's thinking somewhat naive and amusing, but then a sense of respect arose from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help but say, "Good, you have responsibility and courage. Then show your perseverance and carry out your beliefs! I look forward to your performance. Those survivors are right there; you can go and ask them anytime." With that, he turned and left.
Qian Liuying, deeply entrenched in Bei Luoshimen's circle, was even more astonished, almost exclaiming in shock, "Uncle Bei, have you also gone mad from the book? How could he encourage such absurd things? No… he must have a grudge against that Mo family and want this fool to go and die! Hmm… probably… that's it, right?"
The group watched the two great generals leave, only to hear He Zixun say from the side, "Little Mo, Marquis Yijia seems to admire you quite a bit."
Mo Tianhen said, "The words of the generals are very encouraging, which just shows that I am still insignificant, and there's nothing to be happy about. Rather than that, I'd rather accompany you to find a place to bathe."
Han Ningyuan called out to him, "Mo Xian..." "Brother, why don't we entrust this matter to Miss Yan? You and I will interrogate those prisoners first, shall we?"
Mo Tianhen glanced at Yan Yinshuang. The beautiful young woman from the Righteous Qi Sect was still lost in thought about her strange feelings earlier. Hearing the man's call, she finally came to her senses and awkwardly replied, "Alright, then leave it to me. We are both women, so it's easier for us to help each other."
Mo Tianhen then said, "In that case, thank you for your trouble, Senior Sister."
He was unaware of the beautiful senior sister's ulterior motives, but he knew that the two women's wounds could not be healed in a few words. Although they were no longer contemplating suicide, they still needed someone to comfort them. Yan Yinshuang was gentle, kind, knowledgeable, and reasonable. With her by his side, he felt at ease.
Meng Ying had arrived earlier and knew the way, so she led the two women to the back hall to find the water room.
Seeing the three women walk away, Han Ningyuan patted Mo Tianhen on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, Brother Mo."
Mo Tianhen responded and moved, his heart filled with trepidation and excitement. In the past two months, he had suffered numerous calamities, narrowly escaping death, and those around him had paid a heavy price. When all this was over, would he finally find the answer?
*** *** ***
The two generals arrived at a corner of the main hall, where soldiers had already cleared a space, pulled up a simple curtain, and prepared all the bedding.
During the battles, Bei Luoshimen often shared the hardships with his soldiers, eating from the same stove, but he never set up a command tent, nor did he sleep in the same tent as his soldiers. When resting, he would always have a separate space where he would sleep alone.
He was highly respected and deeply loved by his subordinates. Knowing his habits, the soldiers would always find a secluded place for him to rest before each campaign.
Qian Liuying had followed Bei Luoshimen all the way here, only to see Bei Luoshimen stop and turn around, saying, "Why are you following me? Go back to your Flying Dragon Camp!"
Qian Liuying said with a fawning smile, "Uncle Bei, it's been quite a while since we last met. Can't your nephew catch up with you?"
Bei Luoshimen had never married and had no children, but he had a very close personal relationship with Qian Chutang. They had known each other since the Qian siblings were young, and he treated them like his own children.
When Qian Chutang passed away, his wife was so heartbroken that she fell ill and soon passed away. At that time, Qian Lanying was only ten years old, and Qian Liuying was just over twenty.
Bei Luoshimen upheld their old friendship and took good care of the two siblings. He also helped Qian Liuying establish himself in the court and the army, eventually becoming the Flying Dragon General he was today. This made Qian Liuying respect him as a father and brother, and treat him as a close friend.
After Qian Liuying took command of the army, the two saw each other less often. But whenever they met, Qian Liuying would cling to him like a child, insisting on chatting with him all night long, just like years ago.
Qian Liuying naturally knew that this Uncle Bei was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Every time before they started chatting, he would shoo him away with a stern face, which made him even more fearless. He sat casually on the floor, patted the empty seat next to him, and said, "Uncle Bei, you must be tired after marching for so many days. It's good to chat with your nephew to relieve your fatigue."
"If I want to relieve my fatigue, I can just sleep. Why do I need to listen to your nagging?" Although he said he was annoyed, Bei Luoshimen still sat down next to Qian Liuying, glanced at him, and then said, "Speak, what do you want to hear?"
Qian Liuying chuckled and said, "Uncle Bei really understands me best. He knows I'm full of curiosity."
Bei Luoshimen pretended to be annoyed and said, "Spit it out."
Qian Liuying asked with a smile, "Uncle Bei, have you seen those Sword Slant, Meow Meow Sword, and Twelve Swords that you mentioned earlier?"
He had been fascinated by the chivalrous heroes of the martial world since he was a child, but he was bound by his family's teachings and focused on studying military strategy. He rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with such things until he grew up and became a commander. Only then would he find a tavern in his spare time to listen to storytellers and savor some martial arts tales.
Because Beiluoshimen was stationed in Tokyo and was under secret orders, he was also responsible for observing and controlling major events in the martial arts world. Therefore, although he had never led troops into battle, he was often able to witness the peak battles and the ultimate martial arts tournaments. For Qian Liuying, this was far more interesting than the stories she heard from storytellers.
Bei Luo Shi Men's lips twitched, and he chuckled, "What Meow Meow Sword? Am I speaking so unclearly? That's a sword technique called 'Floating Duckweed'!"
Qian Liu Ying waved his hand and said, "Ah, never mind that. Have you met these three people?"
"So what if I have?"
Qian Liu Ying suddenly became interested, "Tell me quickly, where did you meet them?"
Bei Luo Shi Men rolled his eyes at him and asked in return, "Have you ever heard of 'Peerless Cloud Technique'?"
Qian Liu Ying thought for a moment and said, "I seem to have heard someone mention it."
Bei Luo Shi Men said, "Near the South River, there is a building built against the mountain. The building is as tall as the mountain and occupies a large area. It is called Chu Yun Tower."
"As tall as the mountain, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a tower, would it?" Qian Liu Ying thought to himself.
"On the top floor of Chu Yun Tower, there is a celestial martial arts arena that can attract the attention of martial artists all over the world. The reason why this arena is..."
Halfway through her sentence, Qian Liuying interrupted her, saying, "Wait! Uncle Bei! I just want to hear what kind of people those top swordsmen are, not what you're talking about in terms of humanities and geography..."
Bei Luoshimen chuckled, "Don't rush, listen on. This arena is called 'Immortal Martial Arts' because there's a thousand-year-old wonder stone next to it, called the Immortal Martial Stone."
Qian Liuying thought to herself, "Well... I said I didn't want to hear about geography, but you still brought up stones with me."
"This Immortal Martial Stone is incredibly peculiar. The moves of top martial arts masters are powerful enough to split mountains and stop rivers, to shatter the heavens and the earth, but after being struck, this stone not only remains undamaged but also emits a strange light. The stronger the move, the brighter the light. Using this stone to measure a master's cultivation level is unparalleled in accuracy. Because of this stone's properties, Chuyun Tower holds an 'Epic Cloud Duel' every ten years, using the strange light emitted by the Immortal Martial Stone after being struck to determine the best in the world!"
Hearing the words "best in the world," Qian Liuying finally understood that what Bei Luoshimen was describing was exactly what... His favorite topic, he grinned and asked, "Since this stone can determine strength, why bother with a tournament or martial arts competition?"
Bei Luo Shi Men replied, "The Immortal Martial Stone only measures a martial artist's internal strength. However, anyone who disagrees can challenge the person deemed the strongest by the stone."
Qian Liu Ying asked curiously, "If my internal strength is already inferior, what's the point of challenging them?"
Bei Luo Shi Men said, "Liu Ying, although your internal strength is extraordinary and you have led troops for many years, you don't need to fight alone to determine the winner. " Because of their weakness, they cannot perceive their own strengths and weaknesses. Martial arts duels are not simply a contest of internal energy; experience, techniques, strategy, weapons, willpower, the strengths and weaknesses of different martial arts methods, and the advantages and disadvantages of terrain and weather all play a role. Before absolute strength, these may be insignificant, but when both are among the best in the world, with only a slight difference in skill, these become the most crucial factors in determining victory.
Although Qian Liuying's vision was limited, she was not foolish. Knowing that Bei Luo Shi Men was imparting experience to her, she humbly took note, which is why she brought up her concerns again. "Uncle Bei, have you ever seen those masters? And of those swordsmen you just mentioned, who eventually became the number one swordsman in the world?"
Bei Luoshimen looked up at the palace roof, as if reminiscing about the past. After a long while, he slowly spoke, "That year, after the great victory in the Western Regions, your father and I had nothing to do after being enfeoffed, so we went to the South River to relax and play. It just so happened that the Unparalleled Cloud Technique was reopening, so your father and I went up the tower to watch it, and we happened to witness several earth-shattering battles."
Qian Liuying was immediately very excited, his face full of anticipation. Afraid that he would interrupt Bei Luoshimen, he simply shut his mouth and remained silent, like a child waiting for his father to tell a story.
Bei Luo Shimen smiled kindly and said, "The day your father and I first ascended the tower, we saw the Immortal Martial Stone blaze with dazzling light. Within the light, a person carrying a huge sword box stood on the arena. The scene was already completely silent, awaiting the announcement. Before long, an announcement came that the person was none other than the number one sword in the world, as judged by the Immortal Stone, the Twelve Swords Heavenly Sect, Zong Wenzhen!"
"Twelve Swords Heavenly Sect? Why does he have such a title?"
"Because it is said that his sword box contains exactly twelve famous swords from the world, from one to twelve, each sword stronger than the last." The two answered each other like a very proper father and son.
Bei Luoshimen continued, "When the Immortal Stone evaluation was announced, the crowd's reaction wasn't strong. There was a general consensus, but also some dissatisfaction. Then, people went up to challenge. Those people, though considered powerful figures by the Immortal Martial Stone evaluation, were far less impressive than Zong Wenzhen, and one by one they were defeated. Zong Wenzhen only managed to use his sixth sword strike, until one person appeared."
Qian Liuying involuntarily widened her eyes, eager to know who this challenger was and whether he could defeat Zong Wenzhen.
Beiluo Shimen didn't keep him waiting long: "After that person went on stage, the crowd became quite excited. When he made his move to be tested, the light from the Immortal Martial Stone was almost equal to that of Zong Wenzhen, causing an uproar among the crowd."
Qian Liuying couldn't help but ask, "Who is this person?"
Beiluo Shimen smiled and said, "That person is the 'Meow Meow Sword' you mentioned—One Sword, Drifting Like Duckweed."
Qian Liuying also smiled easily and said, "Ha, so this 'Meow Meow Sword' is that powerful?"
"The two exchanged glances and then started fighting. Instantly, a sharp aura soared into the sky above Chuyun Tower, and sword intent filled the air, yet neither of them drew their swords." "
If a swordsman doesn't draw his sword, what's the point of hitting an iron ball?" Qian Liuying thought to himself.
"The more they fought, the more astonished I became. The area of clash between their sword energy and intent gradually expanded, forcing those in the front row to retreat a full ten feet to avoid being struck by flying swords. Finally, Jin Fuping drew his sword, instantly gaining the upper hand, and Zong Wenzhen's momentum began to falter. Just when everyone thought the title of 'Number One Sword Under Heaven' was about to change hands, Zong Wenzhen said, 'You deserve the tenth sword.' Then, a sword flew out from the tenth compartment of the sword box behind him and landed in front of him."
Qian Liuying's expression remained unchanged, but she was inwardly thrilled: "My goodness! He really has twelve swords!!"
Bei Luoshimen, unaware of Qian Liuying's feelings, continued, "With the sword in hand, Zong Wenzhen reversed the tide, and the two fought evenly, battling from dusk until late at night without a clear victor."
Hearing this, Qian Liuying couldn't wait to ask, "So who won in the end? Who got the title of Number One Sword Under Heaven?" Bei
Luoshimen shook his head and said, "Neither of them won."
"Neither of them won? It ended in a draw? Does that mean they're tied as the number one swordsman in the world?"
Bei Luo Shi Men said, "No, they both lost."
"They both lost?" Qian Liu Ying felt a knot in her head, unable to figure out what was going on.
Bei Luo Shi Men said, "Don't worry, let me finish. The two fought until dawn, and neither of them gained the upper hand. Just when everyone thought it was going to end in a draw, a wild and domineering laugh suddenly came from the sky, so arrogant and unparalleled that those with slightly weaker cultivation were instantly knocked unconscious. From the outer high mountains, a person came riding the wind and landed in the center of the arena, actually separating the two who were locked in fierce combat! Your father and I were both shocked at the time. When experts like Zong Wen Zhen and Jin Fu Ping fight, even those of similar cultivation level find it difficult to forcefully intervene, otherwise, they could easily be killed if they were not careful." "Torn apart by countless sword intents, leaving no trace of his body, yet that person single-handedly forced his way into the battle, stopping the two. His abilities are truly unprecedented!"
Upon hearing of such a peerless master, Qian Liuying's eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "Who! Who is that?!"
Bei Luoshimen said, "At that time, Chu Tang and I exchanged a glance, and we already knew the answer in our hearts. In the Central Plains, there are only two people with such cultivation: a monk and a layman. That person has black hair and red eyes, and a black and white double fish mark on his forehead. He is definitely not a Buddhist. So the answer is obvious—Chaos Gentleman, Nangong Lihen!"
"Oh my god! It's him! That crazy Nangong who goes around looking for fights! And then what happened?!" Qian Liuying was so excited that he wanted to jump up. To him, this story was simply too exciting!
"And then?" Bei Luoshimen continued, "As soon as Nangong Lihen stepped onto the arena, without saying a word, he struck the Immortal Martial Stone with a palm strike. The stone instantly emitted a blinding light, illuminating the dawn as if it were midday, making it impossible to open one's eyes! After the light subsided, most of those present looked at each other in bewilderment, but even more were eager to see what he would do next. When the Master of Chuyun Pavilion saw Nangong Lihen arrive, he quickly stepped forward to inform him that the duel for 'The Number One Sword Under Heaven' was underway. However, Nangong Lihen was unconcerned, saying, 'I have no interest in dueling with the number one swordsman under heaven; I only wish to defeat the number one swordsman under heaven!'"
"At that time, his fearsome reputation had not yet spread far and wide, and everyone present felt that he was too arrogant. So they all urged Zong Wenzhen and Jin Fuping to fight him. Nangong Lihen, however, did not take it seriously and said arrogantly: 'Come at me all at once!' Everyone present was in an uproar. You should know that although Zong Wenzhen and Jin Fuping had fought for half a day and a night and were exhausted, their foundation was still there. If they joined forces against the enemy, I'm afraid no one in this world could gain the upper hand. Nangong Lihen's arrogance made everyone present even more eager to see what he could do."
Although Qian Liuying already knew that Zong Wenzhen and Jin Fuping had been defeated, she still couldn't fathom just how strong Nangong Lihen must be to defeat the two of them together. So, she asked in bewilderment, "Is that madman Nangong really that strong?"
Bei Luoshimen replied, "Of course not. Right after Nangong Lihen issued the challenge, Jin Fuping actually sheathed his sword and said to Zong Wenzhen, 'Brother Zong, you only used your tenth sword and we were evenly matched. This time, the Misty Sword has lost. Brother Zong, you truly deserve the title of the number one swordsman in the world.' After saying this, he jumped off the stage and left without looking back." "Yes."
Qian Liuying slapped her thigh and said, "That Meow Meow Sword is so cunning. He was afraid of losing face by teaming up with someone, so when he saw that his opponent specified that he wanted to fight the number one in the world, he simply gave him the title of number one in the world so that someone else could take the fall for him!"
Bei Luoshimen nodded and said, "That's exactly right. As soon as the Meow Meow Sword said that, it drew a chorus of condemnation from the audience. But condemnation aside, he successfully escaped, leaving the exhausted Zong Wenzhen to face that peerless madman alone. His reputation is truly ruined, and we haven't heard any news about him in recent years."
"Then... what happened next?" Although she knew that Zong Wenzhen's defeat was inevitable, Qian Liuying was still curious about what his battle with Chaos Gentleman would be like.
But then Beiluo Shimen said, "Twelve Swordsman Zong Wenzhen truly deserves the title of 'Number One Swordsman Under Heaven'!"
Qian Liuying immediately asked in surprise, "How so? Didn't he lose?"
Beiluo Shimen slowly exhaled and said, "When he saw Jin Fuping flee, Nangong Lihen said to Zong Wenzhen, 'Are you also going to run away? Number One Under Heaven, what a joke!' Then the eleventh compartment of the sword box behind Zong Wenzhen suddenly opened, and the eleventh sword slowly flew out, saying to Nangong Lihen, 'Zong Wenzhen is not afraid of battle, you deserve the eleventh sword!' Nangong Lihen said, 'You are not afraid of battle, very good! I originally wanted to let the two of you join forces to achieve fairness, but I didn't expect to encounter that coward. You are weakened in both physical strength and energy, so the Chaos Gentleman will let you take one hand and one foot, to make it fair.'" "This
is too much! Even if someone is weakened in both physical strength and energy, how can you insult the dignity of a martial artist like this!" Qian Liuying said indignantly.
Bei Luoshimen shook his head and said, "Nangong Lihen has always looked down on everyone. If you want his respect, you must have considerable martial prowess. As soon as Zong Wenzhen unleashed his eleventh sword, I instantly felt an unparalleled sword pressure bearing down on me. People nearby were crushed by this sword pressure in droves. Your father and I exchanged a glance and both felt that this person was incredibly strong, showing no signs of exhaustion or weakness."
"Even so, he still couldn't defeat that madman Nangong?" Qian Liuying was somewhat doubtful. The experts he had seen were only high-ranking generals and great scholars in the court, whose cultivation was at most comparable to his. Those stronger than him, such as the Three Sages of Awakening the World and Meng Jiuqing, had never made a move in front of him. He naturally couldn't reach that top level.
Beiluo Shimen said with great regret, "In terms of swordsmanship alone, no one can compare to Zong Wenzhen. Even the Three Teachings Swordsmen, who are currently renowned and influential, cannot reach his level back then. I believe that even if you and your father joined forces, you might not be able to defeat him with the eleventh sword. It's just a pity that he encountered the Chaos Gentleman."
Qian Liuying asked curiously, "So what about the Chaos Gentleman?"
Beiluo Shimen said, "The Chaos Gentleman comes from the Yin-Yang Sect and is most knowledgeable about the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Nangong Lihen is the best among them. Zong Wenzhen's unparalleled sword intent was completely neutralized by him using the principles of Yin and Yang, and he couldn't move it in the slightest."
Hearing this, Qian Liuying seemed to suddenly realize something and exclaimed, "Then the twelfth sword! Why didn't Zong Wenzhen use the twelfth sword?"
Beiluo Shimen said, "Zong Wenzhen's twelfth sword..." Each has a name. The ninth sword is the Sword of Dustlessness, the tenth sword is the Sword of No Regrets, the eleventh sword is the Sword of Invincibility (which has never been defeated), and the twelfth sword is called the Sword of Invincibility!
Qian Liuying said dejectedly, "Unfortunately, having already suffered defeat, how can it be invincible?"
Bei Luoshimen nodded and said, "That's right. The Sword of Invincibility was destroyed, so it is no longer invincible. No longer invincible, how can the Sword of Invincibility be created?"
The story ended there, but Qian Liuying was still immersed in it, longingly talking to herself, "The Cloud Decision is truly interesting. It seems that next year will be the time for the Cloud Decision to reopen. If I have time then, I can take my little sister with me."
Although the story ended, Qian Liuying was still very interested and kept pestering Bei Luoshimen to tell her a few more interesting stories.
Bei Luo Shimen, already feeling tired and annoyed, pondered for a moment, then suddenly suppressed a laugh and said, "Liu Ying, you're twenty-eight years old this year, aren't you?"
Hearing her elder mention her age, Qian Liu Ying felt a chill run down her spine and involuntarily shivered. She asked tentatively, "Uncle Bei, what's wrong...?"
Bei Luo Shimen smiled and said, "Didn't you want me to tell you some more interesting stories? We were just talking about Nan Shui. I know that next year on the fifteenth of the first lunar month, Lu Hanxue, the 'most beautiful woman in the world' from the Lu family of Nan Shui, will be hosting a poetry and tea party at Deyue Tower. Heroes from all walks of life will flock there. It will also be the end of the year, so it's sure to be very lively. If you're interested, I can arrange a seat for you." "
Qian Liuying shook her head violently and said, "What salt, what wetness, what lousy 'the most beautiful woman in the world'? It's all just hype. The real person might not be that beautiful. Besides, the people in the South are mostly poor and slovenly. I'm just a roughneck, I have no interest in them!"
Bei Luoshimen laughed and said, "I have met Lu Hanxue once. She is truly a beauty, not just hyped up. Even our Sect Leader Meng's wife, Huo Qingsi, is famous, but in my opinion, she is inferior to her. I heard that Lu Hanxue is not only proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but also loves military strategy and is knowledgeable in military theory. For this reason, she even specially studied under the Azure Phoenix Divine General to learn the essentials of military strategy. She can be called the most extraordinary woman in the world." Qian
Liuying sensed Beiluo Shimen's ill intentions and tightened her face, asking defensively, "Why are you saying all this?"
This question was exactly what the general wanted to hear. Beiluo Shimen smiled and said, "That woman loves military formations and certainly won't look down on you, a rough old general. Since you're unmarried anyway, why don't I act as matchmaker and arrange this marriage for you?"
Qian Liuying jumped up in shock, waving her hands frantically, stammering, "No, no! Uncle Bei, how can you act like a lowly matchmaker and arrange a marriage? It's beneath your dignity!"
Seeing his amusing reaction, Beiluo Shimen countered, "What? With my rank, are you afraid I can't arrange this marriage? Liuying, don't... "Shame on you! A man should marry when he comes of age, and you're not getting any younger. It's time for you to settle down and have children. Why don't you listen to my advice? If you can marry her, not only will you have the financial backing of the Lu family, but you might also have an advisor in the army. Couples fighting together will surely become a legendary tale."
Qian Liuying shook her head repeatedly, saying, "No, no! Don't play matchmaker for me. Those women from the southern water towns are delicate and fragile; you could break their arms with a twist. How could they possibly handle a rough old man like me? Besides, my army... doesn't lack advisors! I... I'd better go back first!" With that, she turned and walked back to her camp without looking back, leaving Bei Luoshimen with a smug grin on his face.
No sooner had Qian Liuying left than a soldier from the General's Camp came to report: "My lord, the brothers have searched the tunnels thoroughly but found no trace of the Medicine King. Furthermore, we followed the blood trail, but the person escaped extremely quickly; by the time we reached the secret passage, he had vanished without a trace."
Bei Luoshimen's expression instantly hardened, returning to its usual coldness. He said, "I understand. Were any children injured?"
The soldier replied, "No, there were no hidden weapons or traps in the tunnels."
Bei Luoshimen responded, "That's good. If we couldn't find him, so be it. Let the children rest early; we can count the spoils tomorrow."
The soldier obeyed and left. Bei Luoshimen drew the curtain, his face revealing a fierce, barely suppressed rage. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Xu Ruyu! You're lucky this time. I will investigate Chu Tang's death thoroughly!"

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