New Wuxia Creation - Lu

Dew (Part 1)
A storm rises
at the edge of the Qinling Mountains, on the waist of Mount Taibai. Snow falls incessantly. Outside the dilapidated temple, snowflakes drift like cotton wool in the
wind .
Faint flames emanate from within the temple. A young girl in purple robes darted into the main hall. Her pretty face, illuminated by the firelight, was filled with anxiety. Tiny beads of sweat clung to her straight nose and the tip of her nose. Unmelted snowflakes at her temples added to her
beauty . The girl opened her eyes slightly, about to head towards the back hall, when she heard a long laugh outside. She quickly turned around and
drew her long sword from her waist.
A figure suddenly shot into the hall. The moment the person's feet touched the ground, they stopped abruptly. With a "whoosh,"
they unfolded their folding fan and said leisurely, "Miss, I've been chasing you for a day and a night. I, Hu Yuwei, never do
anything without a purpose. It's time for me to collect my reward."
The girl in purple didn't say a word. In an instant, her sword light encircled him. The two exchanged more than ten quick blows. The girl
in purple's sword techniques were extremely complex and fast, but her appearance was already very beautiful, and her figure was perfectly proportioned.
When she made her moves, others could not see her speed, but only her breathtaking beauty.
After forty moves, the girl in purple was already at a disadvantage. Hu Yuwei leisurely looked her up and down, occasionally uttering
words of praise. After a few more moves, the girl in purple dropped her longsword, which was stuck diagonally into the wall. Hu Yuwei said, "
Does the young lady intend to surrender, or do I need to force her?"
Fear was revealed in the girl in purple's large eyes, and only three words echoed in her mind: "What to do? What to
do?"
Hu Yuwei continued, "It seems I will have to use force?" As he spoke, he took a step forward, only to hear a
cold snort from behind. A woman's voice said, "Hu Yuwei, you scum,
are Hu Yuwei's pupils shrank and then widened, his eyes gleaming with lust. He turned around,
and a beautiful woman in palace attire with her hair styled in a high bun walked into the entrance of the hall. As he left, the bulge in his chest seemed about to burst through his clothes. The palace-dressed beauty walked straight to
the center of the hall, glanced at the purple-clad girl behind him, and said, "Make way."
Hu Yuwei hurriedly said, "Zheng Yu, my Bilin Cave and I have always kept to ourselves. You've ruined my
plans , and I've tolerated it all. This time, please be merciful and let me go."
Zheng Yu coldly replied, "If it weren't for Master's instructions not to offend the Evil Qi Hall, Yu Mei and I would have already sent you to
the underworld. What more do you want?" He turned to the purple-clad girl and said, "Sister, stay here for the night and
leave ."
Zheng Yu walked to the corner of the hall, took the purple-clad girl's long sword, frowned, and said, "Sister, your sword is quite
strange . By the way, my name is Zheng Yu. What's your name?" He completely disregarded Hu Yuwei.
The girl in purple smiled faintly: "My surname is Ai, and my given name is Jie."
Hu Yuwei, seeing Ai Jie's smile, was truly captivated. Lust rose in his heart, and malice arose in
his secretly plotted: "Zheng Yu is easy to deal with alone, but I wonder if Li Yingyu is nearby." He said calmly,
"Bi Lin Shuang Fei, always inseparable, why are you alone?"
Zheng Yu said impatiently, "Junior sister has something to attend to." Ai Jie glanced at the snow falling outside the temple and said, "
I will remember your kindness, sister, but I have urgent business and don't want to burden you. I should be on my way now that the snow has eased a bit
." Zheng Yu was about to reply when he heard Hu Yuwei say sinisterly, "Now that things have come to this, none of you will escape."
Zheng Yu was startled and turned around. Two sashes were already hanging from his sleeves. Hu Yuwei continued, "
That's right , I can't defeat Li Yingyu, but I can easily deal with you." With that, his tall, slender figure lunged at Zheng Yu.
Just as Zheng Yu was about to meet the attack with his twin swords, and Ai Jie was about to draw her sword to join the fray, Hu Yuwei swiftly turned
and retreated to Ai Jie's side, having already subdued her pressure points.
Hu Yuwei knew that a fight with Zheng Yu would take at least a hundred or two hundred moves to determine a winner. Fearing Ai Jie might
escape , and also worried about the two women joining forces, he feinted a retreat to advance, which proved successful.
Zheng Yu was both surprised and enraged. With a move called "Flowing Light Dance," he forced Hu Yuwei back two steps, then unleashed the ultimate technique of the Azure Phosphorus Cave,
engaging Hu Yuwei in combat. Ai Jie watched intently, knowing that if Zheng Yu were to lose,
her fate would be in the hands of this shameless man.
About seventy moves had passed, and Zheng Yu showed no signs of defeat. Suddenly, Hu Yuwei stumbled and stopped.
Zheng Yu let out a sharp cry and used her twin belts in a move called "Double Flight Wings," striking Hu Yuwei's forehead from both sides. However,
this was a trap. Hu Yuwei suddenly increased his speed, his body moving like lightning, striking straight at the center. Zheng Yu's twin belts
were outside and she couldn't retaliate, but she didn't panic. She flipped her palms to meet the attack, but her left shoulder went numb. She had been hit by a finger and
felt half of her body go numb. Her mind raced. She knew that if she didn't leave, she would only lose one more person. With a light tap of her toes, she turned
and retreated.
Unexpectedly, she was even faster than Hu Yuwei, already clinging to him like a shadow. Hu Yuwei let out a lewd laugh, his right hand already grabbing
Zheng Yu's shirt at the back. He changed his move with lightning speed; as soon as he grabbed the shirt, he released his inner strength, and Zheng Yu's breasts were the first
to tear open, the front
buttons of her long shirt snapping off one by one. Zheng Yu's momentum didn't slow down at all; she flew forward, only wearing her underpants. As soon as she landed, her left leg went weak, her right leg went light, and Hu Yuwei grabbed her right ankle,
lifting her upside down. Zheng Yu's acupoints were pressed on her foot, her limbs were sore, and she was completely unable to resist. Hu Yuwei chuckled coldly: "Zheng
Yu, you never thought this day would come, did you?"
Hu Yuwei threw away the underpants and long shirt he was holding in his right hand, staring at Zheng Yu... Hu Yuwei, his lust rising,
glanced at Ai Jie lying pale beside him and laughed, "I'm in for a treat today
!"
He walked to the stone base of the Buddha statue in the main hall, pressed Zheng Yu face down in front of the broken statue, and used his left hand to apply
pressure to her pressure points while his right hand ripped off her underpants. Zheng Yu was now completely naked. Ai Jie cried out, "You can defile me all you want!
Let Zheng Jie go!" Hu Yuwei laughed, "You can't escape either, don't rush."
Zheng Yu felt the hardness of the man pressing against her private parts. She frantically tried to grab back with both hands, but with her pressure points sealed,
she couldn't exert any strength. Two streams of tears slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the cold stone bricks—tears of humiliation and fear
. Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced her body. Zheng Yu gritted her teeth, trying not to make a sound, but she couldn't help but
sob . Through her tear-blurred eyes, Ai Jie saw a line of blood flowing
down . After an unknown amount of time, Hu Yuwei turned Zheng Yu over and began his second assault. Hu Yuwei
grabbed Zheng Yu's right breast with one hand, letting her left breast sway up and down with his rhythm. Zheng Yu's legs involuntarily hooked around his waist.
After a while, Hu Yuwei let out a satisfied sigh and slowly withdrew from Zheng Yu's body.
Unaware that Zheng Yu's fingers, white from the effort, gently touched a hairpin in his hair—a
three-inch- As it was drawn, its cold light flashed. Hu Yuwei dodged quickly, but two inches of the dagger still pierced
his left arm. Instead of anger, Hu Yuwei laughed, pulling out the dagger and examining it for a long time. Then, with a casual thrust, he found it embedded
three-tenths of an inch into the stone base beside Zheng Yu's cheek. He casually praised, "Good!"
While dressing, he pondered, "Playing with Zheng Yu is fine, but provoking the Bi Lin Ancestor would be troublesome."
Zheng Yu's face was still wet with tears. Turning her head, the dagger stuck beside her head still gleamed, undiminished by its owner
's shame. Seeing her own reflection in the dagger, her cheeks still flushed, a strong sense of shame washed over
Zheng Yu. Her legs still ached from the first time she had been subjected to a man's brutality. Looking at
the two small characters "Wei Zhen" on the dagger, Zheng Yu steeled her heart. She heard Ai Jie's voice calling out, "Sister Zheng..."

(Part 2)
When Hu Yuwei turned his head, the three-inch-long dagger had already pierced Zheng Yu's left chest. He shrugged and said indifferently,
"Fine, saves me the trouble."
Ai Jie cried, "You beast, you killed..." Before she could finish speaking, she was already sobbing uncontrollably.
At this moment, voices could be faintly heard in the distance. The voices reached the temple gate in the blink of an eye. Hu Yuwei was startled: "The people who came here are so fast
."
One person said: "There is a fire in the main hall. There must be someone there." Another person said: "A fire does not necessarily mean there is
someone ." The first person said: "I say there must be someone there." The other person said: "What are we betting on?" The first person said: "Three
slaps." As they spoke, the two had already entered the main hall.
Hu Yuwei said loudly, "Gentlemen, what are your esteemed names? What brings you here so late at night?"
Both men were startled. The one on the right said, "I lost." He slapped himself three times before saying,
"I am Lan Buyan." The one on the left said, "I am Lan Buyu." Lan Buyan said, "I don't think this thing is any
good."
Lan Buyu was about to speak when a clear, melodious voice interrupted him: "You two brothers are spouting nonsense again?"
A middle-aged man with a tall hat and a pale face entered, followed by a young couple. The man was handsome and elegant
, with eyes like stars, though his features were not particularly striking, and his eyes seemed to hold a faint sorrow. The woman was exceptionally beautiful,
with dimples on her cheeks, quite charming.
As soon as the middle-aged man spoke, the Lan brothers fell silent. The middle-aged man looked at Zheng Yu's corpse and frowned, saying:
"Who killed her?"
Ai Jie cried, "Old sir, this man defiled Sister Zheng and killed her." The girl said, "Oh? It's
Zheng Yu, one of the Bi Lin Shuang Fei."
Hu Yuwei looked up at the sky, his expression arrogant: "So what if I killed her?" Lan Buyan angrily said, "How dare you speak to my master
like that ?"
Lan Buyu said, "You brat, apologize to my master right now!"
The two were of one mind and rushed forward. After a few moves, Hu Yuwei was already retreating step by step. Lan Buyan and Lan Buyu
both used grappling techniques, but their styles were completely different. One's moves were wide and sweeping, while the other's were all within a small space.
Just as Lan Buyan and Lan Buyu were about to succeed, Hu Yuwei suddenly produced two judge's pens in his hands, and Ai Jie... "Surprised!" Hu Yuwei exclaimed. "This
lecherous scoundrel even has a weapon!"
The situation had changed swiftly. With a single stroke of Hu Yuwei's judge's pen, Lan Buyan and Lan Buyu were both wounded and forced to retreat. Lan Buyu
cursed, "That damned bastard!"
Lan Buyan said, "I told you this thing wasn't good."
Hu Yuwei, having landed a blow, didn't pursue, but arrogantly declared, "Leave the woman here, and I'll spare your lives."
The girl with dimples on her cheeks smiled, "Tsk tsk, what arrogance! You think you can spare me so easily?"
The moment the girl spoke, Hu Yuwei's attitude changed completely: "With a beauty like you,
I'll accept whatever terms you offer. But I don't know your name." His attitude shifted from arrogant to extremely obsequious.
The middle-aged man frowned again, while the young man remained expressionless and silent. The girl said, "Listen carefully
, my name is Ren-Qian-Jie."
Hu Yuwei was stunned for a moment before saying, "Ren Chenwen's daughter?"
Twenty years ago, Ren Chenwen betrayed Kunlun for a woman, taking with him a copy of the "Six Absolute Sword Manual of Qiankun". At
the foot of Kunlun Mountain, it was rumored that he defeated the four elders of Kunlun with his one-month-old daughter. After that, he disappeared without a trace.
Since then, the names of the Ren father and daughter have been known throughout the martial arts world. For twenty years, many people who coveted the "Six Absolute Sword Manual of Qiankun"
have been searching for his whereabouts.
Ren Qianjie shouted, "You dare call my father by his name? If he were here, your tongue would be gone by now
!" She walked over, helped Ai Jie up, and casually released her pressure points with a pat. She added,
"You want to keep me and this sister here? It won't be that easy. My father's disciple and my nephew probably won't agree
."
Hu Yuwei pointed at the Lan brothers and smiled, "Just these two?" Ren Qianjie pouted, "No, not
at all." She said to the young man, "Wang Yuren, your aunt ordered you to capture this scoundrel." The young man didn't move.
Hu Yuwei glanced at the young man and chuckled, "How can he be your junior disciple?"
Ren Qianjie laughed, "My master is his master's master, so aren't I his aunt?"
Seeing that Wang Yuren didn't move, he stamped his foot and said, "What are you still doing?" Wang Yuren said, "Master told me not to
fight with people, have you forgotten?"
Ren Qianjie walked over, grabbed Wang Yuren's hand and shook it repeatedly, her voice both sweet and charming: "You heard that this
scoundrel wanted to keep me and this sister here, even if my father finds out..." "It's not your fault."
The middle-aged man standing to the side glanced at the dark figure on the beam and
said, "Young Master, let me come down." Wang Yuren sighed, waved his hand, and walked out, saying, "A life for a life, that's fair enough."
Hu Yuwei thought angrily, "This kid is incredibly arrogant."
The two judge's pens transformed into two streaks of silver light, one vertical and one horizontal, making it impossible to discern where he was attacking. Ai Jie was both surprised
and frightened , and involuntarily moved closer to Ren Qianjie, softly asking, "He won't lose, will he?" Ren Qianjie said,
"He's a master of pretense. Apart from my father, there are few in the world he can't beat."
At this moment, Hu Yuwei had already used the "Yellow Springs Soul-Severing Pen Technique," which he had never used before. But his relentless attacks
couldn't even touch a corner of Wang Yuren's clothes. Hu Yuwei thought to himself, "The Kunlun Sect's Three Saints Palms are nothing special; how come I
can't even get close to him?"
At this point, he knew Wang Yuren was no match for him, and with the Lan brothers added to the mix, he knew he wouldn't come out unscathed today. He
glanced at the two women whispering amongst themselves, like spring chrysanthemums and autumn orchids, each displaying their unique talents, and felt an indescribable
discomfort . The pleasure he had just felt from raping Zheng Yu had completely vanished. Distracted, and with his injured left hand, his brushstrokes slowed slightly. Wang...
Yu Ren advanced from the left, and Hu Yuwei unleashed a
desperate attack with his "Hellfire Reincarnation" move, hooking back with his left brush and striking horizontally with his right. Wang Yuren slightly bent his left palm, flipped it over, and wisps of white energy emerged from it. His right palm was loosely clenched, with his index and
middle fingers protruding and slightly bent inward at the tips. Hu Yuwei felt as if his right brush had struck a wad of cotton. The white energy emanating from Wang Yuren's
right palm was already at his chest. With a muffled groan, blood trickled from the corner of Hu Yuwei's mouth.
He stumbled back, his face filled with disbelief, and stammered, "The Wudang Sect's Heavenly Finger? The lost
Ice Qi?..."
Ren Qianjie laughed, "You know quite a lot."
Hu Yuwei's face turned green, and a strange smile appeared on his lips. The middle-aged man shouted, "Watch out!"
As if pulled by an invisible rope, Hu Yuwei moved towards
Ren Qianjie and Ai Jie at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye. Ren Qianjie reacted extremely quickly. As soon as Hu Yuwei moved, her hand was already on the sword at her waist. But
Hu was too fast. Before she could fully draw her sword, Hu Yuwei was already in front of her. Helpless, she lightly touched the ground with her toes
and leaped into the air. There was a cry of surprise from Ai Jie. She had already been carried on Hu Yuwei's shoulder and darted away.
Hu Yuwei knew without turning around that Wang Yuren would definitely chase after him. Thinking that he was already very fast and had seized the initiative,
he figured Wang Yuren could only pursue him in a straight line. With a flick of his wrists, he sent two judge's pens flying backward, hoping to slow him
down and escape. Unexpectedly, the pens had barely left his hands when Wang Yuren's palm strike reached his back. Without thinking, he pushed Ai Jie
backward from , his face turning from green to blue. His tall, slender body
vanished from the temple like lightning, like bait being cast from a fishing rod. Wang Yuren stretched out his arm and caught Ai Jie in his embrace. Hearing the middle-aged man
say, "Don't chase after him,"
Ai Jie raised her head and met Wang Yuren's clear gaze. Her pretty face flushed red, and she quickly turned her head away. In the blink of an eye,
she exclaimed, "Young master, you're injured!"
A judge's pen had pierced through Wang Yuren's left shoulder. Knowing that the man before her was injured while saving her,
she quickly struggled to the ground, tore off the hem of her purple dress, and bandaged him. Ren Qianjie rushed over and said anxiously, "Yuren,
how could you be so careless?"
Ai Jie's technique was extremely skilled. She performed acupressure, stopped the bleeding, removed the pen, applied medicine, and bandaged him all in one go. Wang Yuren said,
"Thank you, young lady." Ai Jie looked into Wang Yuren's eyes, stunned and speechless.
The middle-aged man noticed the sword at Ai Jie's waist and exclaimed, "What are your names, young lady and Ge Shiqi?"
Ai Jie snapped out of her reverie and said happily, "Old sir, do you know my master?"
The middle-aged man stroked his beard and smiled, "It's been thirty years since we last met. How is your master?" Ai Jie's eyes reddened
, "My master is dead."
The middle-aged man was startled, but then heard Ai Jie continue, "Before he passed away, my master instructed me to come north and find a
man named Gongye Kong. Old sir, do you know him?"
Everyone's expressions turned strange. Lan Buyan said, "You're really lucky." Lan Buyu interjected, "My
master is Gongye Kong."
Ai Jie exclaimed happily, "Old sir, is that true?"
Gongye Kong's expression turned solemn: "What does Ge Shiqi want with me?"
Ai Jie remained silent, knelt down, and respectfully presented her sword to Gongye Kong. Gongye Kong's sleeves trembled, clearly
showing his excitement, but he did not accept the sword, and asked, "What exactly happened? How did your master die?"
Ai Jie said, "My name is Ai Jie, and I am my master's last disciple. When I was eight years old, my father..." "My mother died, and my master took
me in. For twelve years, he treated me like his own son. But I'm slow-witted; I only
learned Three months ago, my eldest and second eldest brothers, drunk, tried to bully me. Luckily, my master arrived in time, but
unexpectedly, they attacked him from behind with poisoned hidden weapons. My master drew his sword
and cleaved my eldest brother in several pieces. Seeing the situation was dire, my second eldest brother jumped over the wall and fled."
She started crying as she spoke, and after a while, she continued... "As soon as my second senior brother left, Master couldn't stand it anymore. Master said that
if he died, my second senior brother, with his wicked heart, would definitely not let me go. He told me to escape overnight, take his sword, and go to
Luoyang to find a man named Gongye Kong, and ask him to teach me the remaining nine sword techniques so that I can avenge him."
Gongye Kong let out a mournful cry, two lines of tears streaming down his face. He said to Ai Jie, "Put away your sword and get up first."
He turned to Wang Yuren and said, "Young Master, I would like to make an exception and take this girl with me." Ren Qianjie, who was looking for company, cheered
loudly .
Seeing Ai Jie's tearful face, Wang Yuren couldn't bear it either. He already had a plan in mind, but
kept his expression unchanged . He said, "Uncle Gongye, let's make some terms."
Gongye Kong's tone was fearful: "How dare I make terms with you?"
In a flash, he knew what Wang Yuren was referring to. Gongye Kong sighed, "Young Master, I
cannot speak of your background."
The sorrow in Wang Yuren's eyes deepened. He added, "You've served my father for over ten years; surely you
know his name?"
Gongye Kong continued, "I truly..." There are unspeakable difficulties.
Wang Yu seemed not surprised at all, and said: "Then what is the origin of that person just now?" After a pause, he
added: "I know you know."
Gong Yekong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Wang Yuren was retreating in order to advance, so he had to say: "That man used
the evil skill of 'shrinking the sky and escaping the earth' in the end. He should be a 'machine' person." "
Wang Yuren asked: "Machine? "Gong Yekong said: "'Ji' is one of the six departments of Xie Qi Hall.
Wang Yuren pondered for a while and then asked: "What is your relationship with Xie Qi Hall?" "Gong Yekong didn't answer.
Wang Yuren didn't force him, he nodded and said, "Have a rest. Ai Jie pulled Ren Xianlash's clothes and asked,
"How is it?" "
Ren Xianli smiled and said: "He, if he doesn't object, he acquiesces. "
Ai Jie sorted out Zheng Yu's things, and an
insect . Ai Jie didn't take it seriously. At that moment, the Lan brothers buried Zheng Yu. Ai Jie put away Zheng Yu's dagger, and the few of them
slept in their clothes in the main hall.

(Part 3)
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Ai Jie was shaken awake by Ren Qianjie. Looking around,
she saw that Gongye Kong and the Lan brothers were no longer in the hall. Ren Qianjie walked over to Wang Yuren and stepped on his foot, saying, "Lazybones,
get up."
Wang Yuren rolled over but didn't get up. Ren Qianjie silently kicked him in the back. Ai
Jie was startled. With a "whoosh," Wang Yuren, sensing the direction, pointed a finger directly at Ren Qianjie's "
Yongquan" acupoint on the sole of her foot.
Ren Qianjie shifted her position and muttered, "Rogue." She then said, "Miss Ai, Master Gongye is already outside..."
"I'm waiting for you."
Ai Jie jumped up with a "Ah!" and ran her hand through her hair, letting her delicate eyelashes fall. "Miss Ai, you're so
beautiful. No wonder this guy..." she said, pointing at Wang Yuren. "Last night, you looked completely out of character."
Ai Jie blushed and remained silent. The two walked outside.
Outside the hall, Lan Buyan and Lan Buyu were exchanging blows. Gongye Kong stood in the center and beckoned the two to
come over . The two walked to Gongye Kong, who reached out and drew a long sword from Ai Jie's waist. He gently stroked
the two words "Qingyao" on the hilt with his left hand and sighed, "Back then, the three of us brothers studied together and were as close as brothers. But after our master
died, it was for this sect's treasured sword that my second brother, Ge Ping, and I fought fiercely. My third brother, in a fit of anger,
disappeared without a trace ." "
Saying this, he sighed again, remaining silent for a long time. After a while, he continued, "Junior Brother Ge's
sword technique has seventeen moves in one set, seventeen sets in one move, totaling two hundred and forty-nine forms. It's very complex. The name 'Ge Seventeen'
comes from this. I'm now teaching you swordsmanship according to Junior Brother Ge's words. We don't have a master-disciple relationship. You can call me
Senior Uncle . Do you understand?"
Ai Jie respectfully replied, "Yes." So the two of them taught and learned, and it wasn't until more than half an hour later that
they finished teaching one move. Gongye Kong smiled and said, "You're very smart. You understand immediately."
Wang Yuren walked over and smiled, "It's rare for the master to be so happy. Miss Ai deserves a lot of credit." "
It turns out that Lan Buyan and Lan Buyu are quite talented, but they are very persistent.
When Gongye Kong was teaching them martial arts, he was often annoyed by the two brothers. Ai Jie smiled shyly. At that time, the rising sun reflected
the sweat on her temples, making her incredibly beautiful. Wang Yuren thought to himself, "This girl is even more beautiful than Qianjie."
Ren Qianjie then led everyone's mounts over and said, "It's getting light. Let's set off.
Miss , I'm afraid you'll have to share a horse with me."
Ai Jie said, "I'm the one who's causing you trouble."
Seeing that all six of them were on horseback, but one horse was still by the roadside, Wang Yuren seemed to see through Ai Jie's
thoughts and said, "We still have one person traveling with us." "With that, he spurred his horse and set off.
The group traveled eastward along the Wei River, passing through the counties of Mei and E, until they reached Chang'an. Since the Western Han Dynasty had established its capital here, and hundreds
of years of development had made Chang'an extremely bustling.
After spending several days together, the atmosphere was very harmonious. Gongye Kong praised Ai Jie's intelligence, while
Ai Jie was also very fond of Wang Yuren's elegant speech. On the day they entered Chang'an, Ren Qianjie and Ai Jie were dazzled
by the sights, and Wang Yuren thought to himself, "Books often say that the city walls are high and the moats are wide, but who knew that what I saw with my own eyes
was even more impressive. " Only Lan
Buyan and Lan Buyu chattered away, criticizing the unevenness of the city walls
and the roughness of the streets, belittling the vast city of Chang'an. Everyone else kept their
distance, seeking peace and quiet.
After finally settling into the inn, Wang Yuren and Gongye Kong played chess in their room. Ren Qianjie then dragged
Ai Jie to the market to join the fun. Gongye Kong, worried that the two young women would attract too much attention, had the Lan brothers follow
. Once the four were gone, Wang Yuren laughed, "Buyan and Buyu will probably cause even more trouble."
Gongye Kong chuckled, "If they don't leave, how can we play chess?" Wang
Yuren's lips curled into a meaningful smile, while Gongye Kong remained expressionless, seemingly oblivious.
Their expressions were as inscrutable as the chess game in their hands.
Their game was so intense that the world seemed to change color, the sun and moon lost their light, and they were oblivious to the approaching darkness. Gongye Kong
rose , lit a lamp, and was about to resume the fight when he heard a commotion. On a whim, he went to the window and opened
it. He saw the front yard filled with torches, illuminating it as if it were daytime. A group of people had formed a semicircle, and
in , the Lan brothers were fighting a gaunt old man, their battle a mere draw. Meanwhile, Ren Qianjie, supporting Ai Jie, was fending off
a slightly overweight young man wielding double hooks.
Seeing the situation was dire, Gongye Kong leaped forward like a bird, his body soaring through the air. In mid-air, he
saw two finger-sized wounds on Ai Jie's shoulder and leg, blood gushing from them—clearly the
work of the young man wielding the hooks. Upon landing, he met the gaunt old man face-to-face. Both were startled. The old man roared,
sweeping his left arm to the right and his right arm to the left, a single sweeping attack forcing the Lan brothers back two steps. He turned to
Gongye Kong and said, "Vice-Captain, what are you doing here?" Gongye
Kong's expression was solemn. He grunted but didn't reply.
At this moment, Ren Qianjie and the young man with the double hooks were still fiercely fighting. To protect Ai Jie, Ren Qianjie suffered from the inability to move
high or low, repeatedly encountering danger. The young man saw an advantage, using half a move of "Tired Bird Returns to Its Roots" to sweep her lower body, and half a move of
"Finding a Needle in the Ocean" to hook the back of Ren Qianjie's head. With nowhere to dodge, Ren Qianjie unleashed a burst of palm force, her longsword shooting out like lightning.
She pulled Ai Jie with her left hand, retreating rapidly. Suddenly, a figure flashed, blocking in front of Ren Qianjie. The sound of bones breaking echoed continuously
. The young man's double hooks... The hook slipped from her hand and flew backward, its blade piercing her chest through Ren Qianjie's longsword. The figure, though arriving
late, was faster, retracting the sword mid-air, and with a light touch of the toes, flew back to Ren Qianjie's side. In the firelight, it was clearly Wang Yuren. Gongye Kong and the Lan brothers rushed over. Gongye Kong, seeing Ai Jie's severe injuries, was furious and about to lash out when he heard a loud laugh. A portly man, resembling a wealthy merchant, stepped out from the crowd, followed by a pale-faced man—Hu Yuwei, still recovering from an old wound. The portly man said, "Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? Brother Gongye , it's been a long time." Gongye Kong didn't answer, turning to the thin old man and asking, "Zhang Jie, what's going on here?" Before Zhang Jie could answer, the fat man interrupted, "Brother Gongye, this young man has nothing to do with you, does he? One of the 'head clerk's' men died and another was injured at his hands. If she blames me, I can't bear the consequences . Besides, you know, I, Fatty Shen, am most concerned about saving face." Fatty Shen continued, "Moreover, I heard this young man knows the old master's lost technique, Ice Qi. I have to see it for myself ." Gongye Kong glanced at Wang Yuren, who was whispering with Ren Qianjie and Ai Jie, seemingly indifferent to the situation Gongye Kong coldly said, "Fatty Shen, my affairs are none of your business. Get out of here before I lose my temper!" Fatty Shen grinned and said, "Fine! I'm leaving now." Hu Yuwei, whose eyes hadn't left Ren Qianjie and Ai Jie since arriving, heard Fatty Shen 's words and hurriedly said, "Steward, but..." Fatty Shen coldly interrupted him, "Shut up!" !

Hu Yuwei, his face full of anger, left on his own. The fat man said, "Take care, take care,"
and bowed, leading his subordinates away. Wang Yuren watched their departing figures, thinking, "
How could the Ice Qi be related to the Evil Qi Hall? And what is its connection to these people?"
Just as he was about to ask Gongye Kong, he heard a soft cry of "Ah!" It was Ren Qianjie trying to help Ai Jie
up . Judging from the expression on Ai Jie's face, she was in great pain. Without hesitation, Wang Yuren went to Ai Jie's side and said:
“Miss Ai, let me carry you back to your room.”
Ai Jie said, blushing, “Thank you for your trouble.”
Ren Qianjie laughed from the side, “Oh, don’t be so polite. You two, one wants to carry the other, and the other wants to be
carried, so do
n’t be shy.” Wang Yuren and Ai Jie both blushed. Lan Buyan interrupted, “That’s really spot on.”
Lan Buyan continued, “But why does it sound a little sour?”
Wang Yuren glanced at Ren Qianjie, who quickly said, “I’m not jealous at all! I’m not that
petty !”
Wang Yuren picked up Ai Jie, and their eyes met. Both of them felt a flutter in their hearts. Hearing Lan Buyan shake his head and
say, "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea,"
Lan Buyu interrupted, "Ugly women are married, stingy women are unwanted. Yuren, you'd better
watch out ."
Ren Qianjie was both angry and anxious, and slapped Lan Buyu with her backhand. Lan Buyu shouted, "You jealous bastard,
you're trying to kill me to silence me!"
Wang Yuren was worried about Ai Jie's injury, so he carried Ai Jie upstairs, leaving Ren Qianjie and the Lan brothers in
a mess . Gongye Kong secretly worried, "These young people really do
n't know the immensity of heaven and earth." He also thought, "Shen Pangzi is cunning by nature. He came with great fanfare, but gave up easily. I wonder
what he's up to." In the dark night and in the cold wind, Gongye Kong's face looked even paler.

(Part 4)
Ren Qianjie and the Lan brothers chased each other. They had been playing like this since they were little, and none of them would
really hurt anyone. About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea later, Ren Qianjie stamped her foot and shouted, "I'm not playing with
you !" She then went upstairs.
Passing Gongye Kong's room, she heard Wang Yuren and Gongye Kong arguing incessantly. Wang Yuren's
tone sounded quite stern. Ren Qianjie stuck out her tongue, thinking, "Yuren has always had such a good temper; how come
he's completely changed since coming down the mountain?" She dared not listen any longer.
Ren Qianjie shared a room with Ai Jie. She entered the room, knocked softly, and pushed open the door.
Ai Jie was lying on the bed. Seeing Ren Qianjie enter, her face lit up with joy, and she smiled, "Sister, you've come at the right time! I'm
so bored; will you chat with me?"
Ren Qianjie walked to the bedside, sat on the edge, and the two began to chat about everything under the sun. After a while, Ai
Jie's back ached and went numb. She sat up slightly, which aggravated her wound, causing her to frown slightly. Ren Qianjie quickly asked, "
Sister Ai, how is your injury?"
Ai Jie replied, "It's alright, just a superficial wound."
Ren Qianjie said angrily, "Those people, I don't know who they are, they're really despicable."
Ai Jie sighed, "Little sister, you're lucky. You've had the love of your father and master since you were little, and...and..."
Ren Qianjie laughed, "And I have a nephew who's older than me and has better kung fu than me, plus two lively characters."
Ai Jie also chuckled, and after a while, she said softly, "There are many
bad people . If they really want to bully someone, they don't need any reason."
Ren Qianjie suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, "Sister Ai, you said last time that your senior brothers wanted to bully you.
Why? How did they want to bully you? Did they hang you up and beat you?" Ai Jie was taken aback, not expecting Ren Qianjie to
ask this.
Ai Jie stammered, "Like men bullying women..." Her face turned red as she spoke.
Ren Qianjie opened her clear, large eyes and asked, "How?"
Ai Jie stammered, "Little sister, you...you really don't know?"
Ren Qianjie pursed her lips and said angrily, "Of course it's true! I asked Dad, but he wouldn't tell me. I asked Yu Ren, but as soon as he
heard it, he ran away. I was so angry that while he was bathing, I threw all his clothes off
the summit ."
Ai Jie laughed, "You're really brave! I wouldn't dare do such a thing!"
Ren Qianjie laughed, "What's so great about that? I have many ways to tease him!"
Ren Qianjie then pleaded, "Sister~~tell me!"
Ai Jie, unable to resist her pleading, blushed and whispered, "It's...it's about taking a man's penis..."
"Put it ...put it between our legs..."
Upon hearing this, Ren Qianjie had a sudden inspiration. She took out an oilcloth bag from her bosom, opened it, and took out
two pieces of paper, handing them to Ai Jie, saying, "Is it like this?"
Ai Jie took it and looked at it. The paper depicted a man and a woman intercourse in a woman-on-top position. The man's body was covered with
densely drawn acupoints. Ai Jie said shyly, "Sister, how do you have something like this?"
Ren Qianjie said, "My father gave it to me. He said it's a method to disperse icy energy."
Ai Jie handed the paper back to Ren Qianjie, saying, "Quickly put it away."
Ren Qianjie pressed, "Is it like this?"
Ai Jie said, "Yes, but usually...the man is on top." By the end, her voice was almost inaudible.
Ren Qianjie pressed on relentlessly, asking, "What exactly does a man's penis look like?
What happens ? Does it hurt like being bitten by a snake?"
Ai Jie was stunned by the barrage of questions. Blushing, Ai Jie replied softly, "I don't know! I
've never done it."
Ren Qianjie pondered for a moment, then casually replied, "Oh, you haven't done it either."
Seeing Ren Qianjie's wide eyes darting around, Ai Jie wondered what she was up to and tentatively asked, "Girl,
what are you thinking about?"
Ren Qianjie seemed to mutter to herself, "This isn't something I'll talk about ..." "I don't know that either, I have to think of a way..."
She continued, "Master often says, 'To defeat an enemy's move, you must first know their move.' Master is never wrong. I
must figure out what's going on so I won't be bullied in the future."
Ai Jie was startled and said urgently, "Sister, unmarried girls shouldn't even talk about such things, let alone do them
."
Ren Qianjie said, "No, it's not easy for Father to be away, so no one will scold me. This time I must
find Yu Ren and ask him clearly." Saying this, she walked out.
Ai Jie struggled to get up. When Ren Qianjie saw this, she pressed the acupoints on Ai Jie's chest and abdomen and said, "Sister Ai, you..."
"Don't worry, I'll tell you what happened as soon as I figure it out." She
kissed .
Ai Jie was both amused and exasperated, but powerless to stop her, she could only watch helplessly as Ren Qianjie pushed open the door
and left the room.
Ren Qianjie walked to Wang Yuren's door, hesitating, "This time I have to play it by ear, don't let him get away like last
time ."
She gently pushed open the door and saw Wang Yuren sitting cross-legged on the bed, diligently practicing,
wisps of Knowing she would have to wait a while, she sat down at the table.
After a while, Wang Yuren said, "You sneaked in here, what mischief are you up to now?"
Ren Qianjie was startled, her heart already pounding before she could speak, but she still stubbornly replied, "You found out again?"
Wang Yuren, still with his eyes closed, replied, "Your breathing is uneven, indicating hesitation; your light, unsteady
steps indicate a guilty conscience. Aren't you plotting something bad?"
Before she finished speaking, the room gradually warmed up. Ren Qianjie thought to herself, "Once he stops practicing,
it will be incredibly difficult to subdue him."
Without hesitation, she got up and walked to Wang Yuren's side, suddenly striking him and pressing three acupoints: Zhongting, Juque, and
Guanyuan. Wang Yuren felt a numbness in his chest and abdomen, and his body slumped onto the bed. His internal energy was
blocked at the Tanzhong acupoint. He was greatly alarmed. His Ice Qi cultivation focused on the kidneys, with the liver as a secondary organ. The kidneys were Yin water, and the liver was Yang
fire. Yin and Yang energies mutually restrained and complemented each other. Now that his energy was blocked, he immediately felt a surge of heat rising from the Yaoshu,
Mingmen, and Xuanshu acupoints. The acupoints were located along the spine. Wang Yuren quickly calmed his mind, simultaneously preventing the heat from rising and
circulating his qi to open the acupoints. He knew that if he couldn't open the acupoints quickly, the heat would travel up the spine
, passing through acupoints such as Jizhong, Zhongshu, Zhiyang, Lingtai, Shendao, and Dazhui, all the way to Baihui at the top of the head. Even if he didn't die, he would be
crippled.
Wang Yuren used all his internal visualization techniques to gather the disordered qi within his body in order to open the acupoints. Just as he felt the sealed acupoints
loosening slightly, suddenly... Suddenly, he felt a warmth in his lower body, as if enveloped in warm cotton wool. His mind wandered, and the heat,
like a runaway horse, surged rapidly up his spine, through his central nervous system and genitals, desperately using his remaining strength to
break open the sealed acupoints. With the acupoints released, Wang Yuren exhaled a long breath. Opening his eyes, he saw Ren Qianjie sucking and stroking his
penis. Seeing this, Wang Yuren was speechless. He tried to sit up, but
the near-madness he had just experienced had left him completely... Sweating profusely and feeling utterly exhausted, she couldn't
resist the waves of pleasure coursing through her body, even with the strength she still had.
After a moment of calm, she slowly sat up, raising her head. Her pretty
face, illuminated by the flickering candlelight, appeared even more beautiful and captivating. Her bright eyes were filled with shyness as she hurriedly explained, "We worshipped heaven and earth when we were little, you..."
Before she could finish, Wang Yuren flipped her over, pinning her beneath him. He said, "Qianjie,
have considered the consequences of your actions?"
Ren Qianjie blushed and nodded gently, saying, "I know, and I want to know too." She closed her eyes,
turning her head to one side, her long eyelashes trembling, and softly said, "When I was eight years old, when Father brought you back to the mountain
, I knew it was you." Upon hearing this
, Wang Yuren was also overcome with passion. His left hand loosened Ren Qianjie's belt, while his right hand
slipped inside her bodice, gently tracing the shape of her breasts. Ren Qianjie trembled instinctively.
Wang Yuren's lips brushed against her fair neck, and she let out a soft moan. He
removed . His right hand
pulled off all her clothing from behind, and his mouth moved down her long neck, tearing off her bodice with his teeth. With this final barrier
removed, Wang Yuren felt the gleam of flesh; Ren Qianjie's snow-white breasts were dazzlingly beautiful.
Consumed by lust, Wang Yuren thrust forward, pressing against her clitoris. Ren Qianjie, inexperienced in such matters,
could not withstand such stimulation; she let out a soft moan, her body writhing uncontrollably. Seeing this, Wang Yuren
was already ready to act. With a forceful thrust, Ren Qianjie felt a sharp pain and a painful swelling in her lower body.
She could groan, her legs naturally wrapping around Wang Yuren's waist and squeezing tightly.
With the rhythmic thrusts, Ren Qianjie slowly reached a state of ecstasy, letting out suppressed moans.
As the thrusting speed increased, Ren Qianjie felt as if the entire world around her was spinning, her body floating
as if drifting in the clouds. In an instant, images flashed through her mind: Wang Yuren's first day on Kunlun Mountain,
Wang Yuren being stung by a scorpion while saving her, Wang Yuren taking the blame for her and being punished by his father. In the next instant, happiness
exploded within her.
After a long while, the world finally stopped spinning. Ren Qianjie opened her eyes, her voice filled with an cloying sweetness: "Mmm~
So this is what it feels like."
Wang Yuren looked at her with pity, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Ren Qianjie turned over, suddenly
looking and blushing, saying, "Yuren, what just happened... we can't let them know. "
Wang Yuren smiled strangely, thinking, "Qianjie probably doesn't know how loud I was just now." He didn't
say anything, watching Ren Qianjie fall into a deep sleep in his arms.

(5)
Ren Qianjie woke up to the melodious chirping of birds outside the window. The morning light shone
through . Ren Qianjie leaned against Wang Yuren, sighed contentedly, and suddenly felt that everything before last night
had lost its color, and only the present moment was real. Her tender, jade-like fingers gently stroked Wang Yuren's cheek,
and she realized that Wang Yuren was wearing an undergarment, while she was completely naked. She felt a wave of shame and annoyance:
"Yuren, you dressed yourself, aren't you afraid I'll catch a cold?"
She carefully sat up, intending to pick up her clothes from the bedside, but Wang Yuren's arm reached out and pulled her back into
his embrace . Ren Qianjie said coquettishly, "What are you doing? "
Wang Yuren buried his head in her neck and gently breathed, "Sleep a little longer with me."
Ren Qianjie felt a tingling numbness in her ears and neck, and her limbs were weak. She had no intention of resisting, and her mind
was in a daze . She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard a knock on the door. Lan Buyan called out from outside, "Yuren, it's broad daylight!
Get up and have breakfast!"
Wang Yuren had also woken up by this time. Ren Qianjie was anxious: "If everyone finds out I
spent the night in Yuren's room last night, I'll be so embarrassed."
She moved Wang Yuren's hand away from her chest with her left hand and pointed at his nose with her right, saying, "Wang Yuren, your
aunt has ordered that no one is allowed to know I was here last night, otherwise you're not allowed to touch me anymore."
Wang Yuren, upon hearing this, was both amused and annoyed, thinking to himself, "I wonder who touched whom first last night."
At that moment, Lan Buyan pushed open the door and entered, only to be met with a surge of white mist that obscured his vision. He had no choice but to retreat outside,
calling out loudly, "Yuren, stop fooling around, get up!" Finally
, when the white mist dissipated, he found the window wide open and the room empty. Lan Buyan , still angry, hurried downstairs, only to find Wang Yuren, Ren Qianjie, Ai Jie, and Gongye Kong already seated at the table having breakfast. Lan Buyan sat beside him, winking and nudging his chin towards Ren Qianjie. Seeing his brother's expression, Lan Buyan understood. As he descended the stairs, he loudly asked, "Did everyone sleep well last night?" Lan Buyan let out three long laughs of "Ha," "Ha," "Ha." Lan Buyan asked curiously, "Brother, what's making you laugh?" The two were clearly in cahoots. Upon hearing this, Ren Qianjie knew things were about to go wrong. Her face flushed red and then turned pale, but she couldn't show it. Gongye Kong then put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm done." He seemed to walk out slowly, but his figure had already disappeared outside the door in an instant. Ai Jie's cheeks were flushed, obviously remembering something. She turned her head and saw the usually refined Wang Yuren frantically adding side dishes to his bowl, piling them up like a small mountain. But then she heard Lan Buyu shrilly, mimicking Ren Qianjie's tone: "Hmm... Hmm... Yuren..." Ai Jie was so ashamed she wanted to disappear, not knowing how to react, when suddenly her vision blurred, and she saw sword light and figures flashing together, bowls, plates, and chairs flying everywhere. Ren Qianjie shouted, "This time I'm going to cut off your tongues !" A yellow figure chased after two blue figures, darting around the empty inn's lobby. Ai Jie looked around but couldn't see Wang Yuren. Looking up, she saw him sitting on the beam, holding a bowl, eating with relish. Ai Jie thought to herself, "He certainly knows how to plan ahead." Ren Qianjie's agility was already superior to the Lan brothers', and with her long sword drawn, she quickly forced the brothers into a flustered and overwhelmed situation. Ren Qianjie was furious at Lan Buyu's mockery and showed no mercy . She wielded the Kunlun Sect's direct lineage of the Swallow Soaring Sword Technique with incredible agility, cornering the two against the wall. With a move called " Swallows Flying in Pairs," she feigned attacking them separately, then suddenly dragged her longsword backwards, unleashing a "Swallow Returning" that slashed a long gash in Lan Buyu's sleeve. Having succeeded in her attack, Ren Qianjie was about to strike again when Wang Yuren shouted from the rafters, "Qianjie, stop! Stop playing around!" Ren Qianjie stamped her foot in protest and was about to retort when she was interrupted by a voice that seemed to come from hell, sometimes near, sometimes far : "You juniors, come out and face your deaths!" Hearing such words, everyone was startled. Lan Buyan and Lan Buyu, knowing there was a fight to be had, were overjoyed rushed out one after the other. Wang Yuren, however, recognized from the voice that the newcomer was someone to be reckoned with. He took Ren Qianjie's hand, beckoned to Ai Jie, and the three of them followed. As soon as they stepped out of the hall, several figures stood like ghosts in the inn's front courtyard. Wang Yuren's sharp eyes quickly scanned the area and recognized the leader as an old woman dressed in silver. Hu Yuwei stood proudly behind her, his demeanor even more arrogant. Shen Pangzi and Zhang Jie stood respectfully to the side, their hands at their sides. The old woman's long silver hair swayed aimlessly in the morning light. In her hand, she held a long golden cane, the end of which was decorated with a lifelike golden dragon, its claws protruding as if about to take flight. The old woman spoke: "Yuwei, who killed Yuxiang?" Hu Yuwei pointed at Wang Yuren: "Grandma, it was him." Wang Yuren cupped his hands and asked, "May I ask your esteemed name, senior?" The old woman chuckled a few times and said, "You don't even know me, 'Golden Robe and Silver Crutch' Qiu Danru? You deserve to die, you deserve to die." With that, she leaped forward, her golden crutch swung lightly, the golden dragon claws on the crutch aimed directly at Wang Yuren's eyes. Wang Yuren to the side, his left palm protecting him, his right hand moving from the inside out to snatch the crutch. "Golden Robe and Silver Crutch" Qiu Danru was furious: "You're courting death, how dare you look down on this old woman like this!" The golden crutch neither dodged nor evaded. Wang Yuren gripped the crutch with his five fingers and tried to snatch it from within. Qiu Danru had anticipated this and struck out with the momentum. Wang Yuren dragged the golden crutch downwards, about to create a large crater in the ground. Unexpectedly, Qiu Danru kicked the staff with her right toe , causing the golden crutch to spring up. Wang Yuren was startled and had no time to dodge. Helpless, he struck the staff with both palms, flipped backward, and retreated. A slight tearing sound of muscle was heard, and the skin on his left wrist was torn and the flesh rolled up. Everyone was shocked to see that Wang Yuren was injured in just a few moves. "Golden Robe and Silver Cudgel" Qiu Danru did not pursue, but kept her eyes fixed on the crowd behind her. Ren Qianjie looked back and found that Gongye Kong was already standing silently behind her. Gongye Kong took two steps forward, facing Qiu Danru from a distance. Qiu Danru snorted and said, "Third brother, are you going to stand up for this young man?" Gongye Kong did not speak, but only nodded, took out a plaque that looked neither silver nor iron from his pocket, and then put it back. "Golden Robe and Silver Cudgel" Qiu Danru's eyes swept over it, and her face changed. She exclaimed in surprise, "Old..." "The hall master's personal token!" He quickly regained his composure and sneered, "Third brother, you've miscalculated this time." With a wave of his hand, Fatty Shen pulled out a pale yellow letter and read aloud: "Chief's order: It is proposed that nine members of the 'Heaven' Department pursue and capture the three traitors, Gongye Kong, Shui Zhengsheng, and Xing Qi. All members of the Evil Qi Hall are to be mobilized. All departments are to follow orders." Upon hearing this, Gongye Kong was greatly shocked. Recalling the Evil Qi Hall's ruthless methods of eliminating dissidents, he knew that today's events were unlikely to end well, and that his two comrades were also among those being hunted down. But with the situation urgent, Qiu Danru, her hands clenched like balls, assumed a fighting stance and dared not be careless. She focused intently, saying, "Yuwei, Manager, take down these brats!" On one side, Gongye Kong and Qiu Danru were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to make the first move. On the other side, however, a fierce battle was raging . Ren Qianjie and Ai Jie drew their swords together, fighting Hu Yuwei. Meanwhile, Wang Yuren was at a disadvantage against Fatty Shen. However, Wang Yuren possessed the skills of both , and Fatty Shen, seeing that he was injured and not suited for a prolonged battle, adopted a hit-and-run tactic. On the other hand, Fatty Shen was also wary of Wang Yuren's icy aura and was unwilling to risk his life. Therefore, although the situation was dangerous, Wang Yuren was not yet defeated. As Hu Yuwei fought the two women to a standstill, Ai Jie thrust out her longsword, using an old, predictable move. Hu Yuwei saw an opening, hooked his hand around Ai Jie's wrist, seized her pulse, pulled her close, and embraced her, using her as a living shield. Even in the midst of the fierce battle, he didn't forget to be lewd, gently rubbing his penis between Ai Jie's buttocks, and snatching the longsword from her hand with his right hand.

With his left hand inside Ai Jie's clothes, he grasped her right breast, pinching the nipple between his index and middle fingers and kneading it forcefully. Ai Jie
cried out in pain, "Ah!"
Ren Qianjie launched several attacks, all of which were blocked by Hu Yuwei using Ai Jie's body. Ren Qianjie, fearing for her own safety, didn't know
what to do and stopped attacking. Seeing Ren Qianjie's helplessness, Hu Yuwei felt smug. He threw away his long sword,
lifted Ai Jie's purple dress, and slipped his hand between Ai Jie's legs, gently teasing her. Ai Jie's delicate body trembled.
Recalling Ren Qianjie's seductive cries from the previous night, she blushed and felt agitated.

(Six)
When Ren Qianjie saw Ai Jie's charming appearance, her cheeks also flushed. The tip of her long sword trembled slightly. Hu
Yuwei knew that he could not miss the opportunity. He moved slightly and flicked the long sword in Ren Qianjie's hand with his finger. Just as he was secretly pleased that
he had captured , a hand slapped him from the side. Hu Yuwei was caught off guard. His right palm came out from under his left rib
and took the blow. In an instant, he felt a chill in his right half and his blood and qi were not flowing smoothly. He fell to the side.
Wang Yuren knocked Hu Yuwei back with a single palm strike, leaving his own back wide open. He heard Shen Pangzi
taking a deep breath behind him and striking out with a powerful palm from a distance. Wang Yuren immediately
bent and struck out with his left palm, the palm hissing as they collided with a loud "bang." Wang Yuren was thrown three feet away,
spinning in mid-air. Before he landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering it all over his blue robe. Shen
Pangzi took another deep breath, suppressing the surging blood in his chest, and leaped forward, determined to kill Wang Yuren with his palm.
Just then, a sudden change occurred. A figure flew out from the second floor of the inn, approaching with great speed and force. The figure's five fingers seemed to hook
and grab, attacking Shen Pangzi's head. Shen Pangzi was always selfish, and at that moment, he didn't seek to attack the enemy but to protect himself. He exhaled and
met the attack head-on with both palms.
The newcomer neither dodged nor avoided; as he approached, his black robes billowed in the wind, his figure twisting and turning like a ghost, miraculously
tracing an arc past Fatty Shen. Fatty Shen screamed as the
black-robed figure ripped off his left ear. Without pausing, the figure lightly touched the ground with his toes and pounced on Zhang Jie like a falcon.
With a "snap," the black-robed figure's right hand pierced through Zhang Jie's left chest, through his heart. Zhang Jie, who considered himself to have
mastered the pinnacle of external martial arts, couldn't even withstand a single blow. Even in death, his face was filled with disbelief.
"Golden Robe, Silver Cudgel!" Qiu Danru's gaze swept over the scene, and she exclaimed in shock, "'Wraith Claw' Yin Ji!"
Upon hearing this, Fatty Shen was truly terrified. He thought to himself, "Yin Ji was once known as the number one expert of the Evil Qi Hall.
Why should I risk my life here for Granny Qiu? If I don't leave now, when will I?"
Having made up his mind, he didn't linger and rushed out the door. When Qiu Danru, nicknamed "Golden Robe and Silver Crutch," heard Hu Yuwei
's report, she thought that with her, along with Fatty Shen, Zhang Jie, and Hu Yuwei, she could easily control Gongye Kong and
the few newbies. Now that the situation had reversed, she couldn't help but blame herself for being too arrogant. She snorted coldly and,
without looking back, pulled Hu Yuwei out of the room.
Seeing Qiu Danru leave, Gongye Kong breathed a sigh of relief. Looking back, he saw that Yin Ji was nowhere to be seen. Gongye Kong
knew that Yin Ji was elusive and unpredictable. Since his duty was to protect Wang Yuren, he figured he was nearby. He walked over to
Wang Yuren and asked, "Young Master, how are your injuries?"
Wang Yuren regulated his internal energy and rotated his wrist, saying, "It's alright, just a superficial wound. I didn't expect that old woman's
techniques to be so strange. What's her background?"
Gongye Kong was silent for a while, then turned around and said in a deep voice, "Young Master, let's go to Luoyang to find someone. Once we
see him, everything will be clear."
Ren Qianjie thought to herself, "Yuren is injured like this, and you're still making excuses." Her eyebrows furrowed, and she was
about to lash out.
But Wang Yuren said, "That's very good."
Since he was old enough to understand, Wang Yuren had been troubled by the mystery of his origins, but this was the first time in over twenty years that
he had heard Gongye Kong's tone soften.
Having reached their decision, the group set off. Luoyang was neither too far nor too close to Chang'an. They rode
swiftly , and by evening, they reached Fenglingdu, only a day and a half's journey from Luoyang remaining. Seeing that darkness was falling, Lan
Buyan cried out, "Master, let's find an inn! We haven't had any cooked food all day!"
Lan Buyu added, "A roast chicken would be best."
As they spoke, everyone dismounted. Gongye Kong pulled Wang Yuren aside, saying, "Young Master, I wish to
go and travel through the night. Besides, this journey may be extremely dangerous; traveling in groups will draw less attention."
He then took out a token—neither silver nor iron—from his robes and handed it to Wang Yuren. Wang Yuren examined it closely; the token was
engraved with the four characters "Evil Qi and Injustice." Gongye Kong said, "The day after tomorrow at noon, on Cuiyun Peak, five li north of Luoyang..." "
Once the Qing court is assembled, and I haven't arrived by noon, take this token to Wuchang, Hubei, and find a
man named Shui Zhengsheng. He will tell you everything."
Gongye Kong mounted his horse, about to depart, when Wang Yuren suddenly said, "Wait, Mr. Gongye, you
're going to help Xing Qi escape danger, aren't you? Take Uncle Yin with you."
Gongye Kong wasn't very confident about the trip to Luoyang to begin with. Having Yin Ji accompany him would be a great help, but he was also worried that
Wang Yuren was outnumbered. Just as he hesitated, Wang Yuren let out a low whistle, and in the blink of an eye, Yin Ji had silently appeared on
a treetop nearby. Wang Yuren said, "Uncle Yin, give me the sword."
Wang Yuren took the long sword, casually tucked it into his belt, and said to Gongye Kong, "Are you sure about this?"
Gongye Kong no longer hesitated, bowed slightly, and hurriedly departed with Yin Ji.
Wang Yuren led his horse over, took Ren Qianjie's hand, and was about to speak when he heard a slight rustling sound behind him. It was the Lan
brothers riding away. As the hoofbeats faded into the distance, Lan Buyan's voice drifted back: "Yuren, we're going to help Master
fight. See you later."
Lan Buyan continued, "We won't disturb your enjoyment of having two women on each side."
Wang Yuren smiled, thinking, "Master Gongye left in such a hurry that he forgot about these two troublemakers."
Ren Qianjie saw Wang Yuren's strange smile but misunderstood. She leaned closer and asked, "Do you want to enjoy the blessings of having two women
?"
Wang Yuren pinched Ren Qianjie's upturned nose and laughed, "No."
Ren Qianjie persisted, gently blowing into Wang Yuren's ear, "Why don't you want to?"
Ai Jie, seeing the two's intimate behavior, felt a pang of sadness for no reason. At this moment, Wang Yuren hoisted Ren
Qianjie onto his shoulder, and Ren Qianjie moved her arms and legs around, giggling sweetly. Wang Yuren said to Ai Jie, "Miss Ai, let's
find a place to have a meal."
Ai Jie nodded, pursed her lips, and smiled with a bitter and forced expression. Seeing this, Wang Yuren
felt sorry , "This girl is always unhappy."
The three found an inn, had dinner, and the two women shared a room, while Wang Yuren had a room to himself. Around
midnight , Wang Yuren heard a knock at the door. He opened it, and Ren Qianjie stood
there like a child who had done something wrong, her head bowed, her voice barely a whisper: "Sister Ai is asleep, I...I want you to stay with me."
Without a word, Wang Yuren swept her up in his arms. Ren Qianjie buried her head in his chest and whispered:
"Yuren, you...you won't laugh at me, will you?"
Wang Yuren laughed. "How could I? The night is long, and with a beauty by my side, I'm overjoyed."
He pressed Ren Qianjie down on the bed, and with a rip, the sound of tearing clothes rang out as he pulled her yellow shirt up to her chest,
revealing her pink shoulders. Below, her breasts, which made hearts race, were slightly raised. Then, with a long "rip,"
the silence of the night was broken, and the hem of Ren Qianjie's long shirt and her milky-white underpants fluttered in the air. Ren Qianjie said
softly , "Yuren, why are you so rough? You're not like usual." "...Ah! What are you doing?"
Wang Yuren buried his head between her legs, his tongue touching her private parts. Ren Qianjie moaned softly,
letting out a long breath, her voice trembling: "No...it's...very dirty."
Ren Qianjie was, after all, just a young girl experiencing intimacy for the first time. Her legs bent and straightened repeatedly, until finally, she
could only sob: "Don't...torture me, give it to me...I want you."
Seeing Ren Qianjie's sobbing and moaning, and as Wang Yuren's fingers were about to unbutton her robe, a gasp rang out.
Wang Yuren listened carefully; it was Ai Jie's voice.
Wang Yuren rushed to the window, but before he even reached it, a palm strike blasted the long window open. In the moonlight, he saw a green
figure carrying Ai Jie, dressed in a moon-colored undergarment, swiftly disappearing into the distance. The figure's agility indicated a first-rate master. Wang Yuren
returned to the bedside. Ren Qianjie's large eyes were still full of spring-like desire as she asked, "What's wrong?"
Wang Yuren said, "Get up quickly, Miss Ai has been kidnapped."
He took off his outer robe and put it on Ren Qianjie, adding, "No matter what, don't leave my side by more than five feet."
Ren Qianjie tried to stand up but fell back onto the bed, her legs trembling uncontrollably. She cried out, "I...
I'm too weak to get up, hurry!"
Wang Yuren acted decisively, hoisting Ren Qianjie onto his back, grabbing his long sword, leaping out of the window, and chasing after the green
figure .

Lu (VII)
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First of all, thank you all for your support. This is one of the encouragements and motivations for me to continue writing.
The initial was too ambitious, and there are too many characters, so writing it now is a bit tricky.
Also, I have an idea, and I would like everyone to give me your feedback. I studied programming and pay
a lot of attention to interactivity. If one out of every five or ten episodes is written based on the readers' opinions (of course, without
violating the story outline), that is to say, there will be a branching point every period of time, and the fate of the characters
will be partly in the hands of the readers. I will also make my email address public. Of course, this may be a risky
attempt , so please give me some advice.
It was still far past dusk on the 21st.
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Wang Yuren chased for several miles but still couldn't find any clues. He was anxious and continued to chase
while leaping to the treetops to look for the enemy. After running for about a mile, they reached the ferry. Wang Yuren hid in the shade of a tree
, intently observing. He saw a small boat moored alone on the shore, an oil lamp hanging from the cabin door, silently
emitting a pale green light, looking extremely eerie. Wang Yuren thought to himself, "This boat is quite strange."
Just as he was pondering, he felt a slight warmth on his neck. Wang Yuren whispered, "You naughty child,
still fooling around at a time like this?"
Ren Qianjie laughed, "I'm fine, let me down."
At this moment, a male voice came from the boat: "Where did this bold brat come from, daring to sneak around spying on me?"
The cabin curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man with a rough face and short stature stepped out, followed by a
beautiful woman with dark skin. The woman supported the seemingly unconscious Ai Jie while placing
a red pill the size of a longan into Ai Jie's mouth. Wang Yuren knew the red pill was no
good , but the situation was unclear, and friend and foe were hard to distinguish. Unwilling to act rashly, he cupped his hands and said, "
I apologize for disturbing you so late at night. But senior, what is your intention in abducting my companion so late at night?"
The beautiful woman glanced at Wang Yuren with her phoenix eyes and smiled seductively, "Our master saw that your companion
is handsome and wants to have a brief affair with her. If you think it's too much of a loss, I'll accompany you." Her every gesture and
word exuded charm. Even though Wang Yuren had no romantic thoughts, his heart
couldn't help but .
Ren Qianjie, watching from the side, was furious and shouted, "You shameless woman, aren't you afraid of being so ugly?
Doing this in broad daylight, trying to seduce men!"
To her surprise, the beautiful woman didn't seem to care, covering her mouth and chuckling, "Broad daylight? I didn't see that."
Wang Yuren thought to himself, "This couple is clearly of the same ilk. How can I find a way to rescue Miss Ai from
them ?"
His mind raced, but he said aloud, "This junior dares to ask you two to release this young lady."
The man lewdly chuckled, "It's not that easy. None of the women I've set my sights on... " " So they can escape my
lewd power."
At this point, a sudden warning flashed in his mind. He looked towards the shore, his expression changing slightly. The beautiful woman there wore an
expression of both anger and jealousy. Wang Yuren followed their gaze and saw a figure slowly emerge from the woods on the shore.
Wang Yuren was surprised: "This person is less than ten feet away from me, and I didn't even notice them."
Looking closer, he saw a tall, slender, and stunningly beautiful woman. Her white robes shimmered
faintly , and a jade-green belt cinched her waist. Her youthful face possessed an incongruous
worldliness.
The middle-aged man's expression shifted between light and shadow as he tentatively asked, "Junior Sister Li, your skills have improved greatly, and your reputation in the martial world is
even greater than mine now. Coming here so late at night, is there anything this foolish brother can do for you?"
The woman in white coldly replied, "Hong Tao, Chen Quyu, you two betrayed Bilin Cave five years ago and
joined the Evil Qi Hall. Master has long since disowned you as disciples. The title 'Junior Sister' is no longer to be mentioned." She paused...
"Stop," he continued, "Three days ago, Junior Sister Zheng was raped and murdered by the Evil Qi Hall. Have you two heard anything about it?"
Hong Tao and his wife were both shocked upon hearing this. They exchanged a glance, their thoughts in unison: "Zheng Yu
is Master's granddaughter. Given Master's protective nature, he certainly won't let things go with the Evil Qi Hall."
Wang Yuren and Ren Qianjie also exchanged a glance: "This must be Li Yingyu from 'The Twin Birds of Azure Light.'" Wang
Yuren thought, "Zheng Yu's matter is somehow related to us." He decided to wait and see . Ren Qianjie, however, had a different idea. Pointing to the unconscious Ai Jie, she called out to Li Yingyu, " Sister, our companion knows most about Miss Zheng's matter. You can ask her." She was plotting to use one enemy . Li Yingyu's gaze shifted, pausing briefly as she passed Wang Yuren, before saying, "I know this young lady carries my junior sister's protective dagger." She then raised her voice slightly, "Hong Tao, Master ordered me to descend the mountain and wipe out the Evil Qi Hall to avenge Junior Sister Zheng. If you help me, Master said he can overlook past grievances." Hong Tao exclaimed in surprise, "Just you alone? How is that possible? Even with my wife and me, we'd only be throwing our lives away." Li Yingyu said abruptly, "Master gave me a 'Ghost Gu'." Hong Tao and his wife asked simultaneously, "'Ghost Gu'? What are 'taking' and 'receiving'?" Li Yingyu said sadly, "'Taking' is my own doing, and you both know the rules of 'receiving'—it can't be discussed ." Chen Quyu asked in astonishment, "How could you agree to such a condition?" Li Yingyu said without a trace of emotion, "It's better than marrying Zheng Ye!" Even though Hong Tao and his wife were known for their ruthlessness , the thought of Zheng Ye's character sent chills down their spines. Li Yingyu's voice turned cold: "My master ordered me to kill ten . If you don't help me, I'll start with you." Hong Tao shouted, "Wait! The Evil Qi Hall is extremely ruthless in exterminating traitors. If you can get my master to guarantee my and my husband's lives, and we can return to Bilin Cave, that would be wonderful." Ren Qianjie was completely confused at this point and asked softly, "Yuren, who is their master? Is he very powerful ?" Chen Quyu, with sharp ears, overheard their conversation and asked in surprise, "Are you Wang Yuren?" Wang Yuren thought to himself, "Trouble is brewing." He cupped his hands and said, "That's me." Hong Tao, Chen... Although Qu Yu was a ruthless and desperate fugitive, he dared not be careless in such a life-or-death situation. The two whispered a few words, and Chen Qu Yu said, "Li Yingyu is just a young girl; how much skill could she possibly have? The decree appointing the headmaster clearly states that the pursuit of Gongye Kong and the others is a pretext; this kid surnamed Wang is the real target. Whether he lives or dies, his salary will increase by three ranks. Such a good opportunity cannot be missed." Although Hong Tao's martial arts were inferior to his wife's, and he was known for his womanizing, he was decisive in matters of great importance. He asked , "What about Junior Sister Li?" Chen Qu Yu's hand formed a knife... A swift motion swept across her neck, a gesture of annihilation. Hong Tao frowned , swallowed hard, and said, "What a pity! Junior Sister Li is a renowned ice-cold beauty in the martial world, this..." Chen Quyu interrupted, "Are you kidding me? If people find out, not only will we fail to get past Master, but we won't even be able to handle Zheng Ye coming to our door." The two continued their discussion, but Ren Qianjie couldn't contain herself and whispered in Wang Yuren's ear, "This Miss Li Yingyu is very beautiful, isn't she?" Wang Yuren was at a loss for words; saying she was beautiful wasn't quite right, nor was saying she wasn't. Fortunately, Hong Tao came to his rescue, speaking up... "Hey kid surnamed Wang, I don't have time tonight. Take this beautiful girl away." Wang Yuren took two steps as instructed. Hong Tao grabbed Ai Jie by the back of her collar and hurled her at Wang Yuren with a "whoosh." Wang Yuren was surprised to see that Ai Jie was still unconscious, her skin glowing with an unusual pink color. Just as he was about to catch her, Chen Quyu stepped close behind Ai Jie and waved his hands repeatedly. Green lights flew out from his sleeves hissing as they flew. A dozen of these lights aimed at Wang Yuren's vital points on his chest, while another dozen sealed off all the gaps around him. The technique was extremely vicious. (8) Seeing the swift and fierce approach of the green light, Wang Yuren dared not be careless. He struck out with both palms, knocking away all the green light that was aimed at his vital points. He then stepped forward instead of retreating, grabbing Ai Jie in mid-air. Ai Jie was dazed and confused. She was in mid-air and suddenly found support. Her body naturally wrapped around him. Her long legs hooked around Wang Yuren's waist, her hands naturally wrapped around his neck, and her breasts pressed against his chest. It was the posture of a man and woman having intercourse. Wang Yuren, despite the unexpected good fortune, had no time to enjoy it. He shifted his body to the side, his right hand forming a knife, piercing through Ai Jie's ribs and aiming for Chen Quyu's shoulder. Chen Quyu retaliated by hooking his hand and intending to break it. Unexpectedly, Wang Yuren spread his fingers wide, flicking and snapping, tearing Chen Quyu's left sleeve and leaving four bloody marks on his arm. Had he not withdrawn his hand in time, he would have suffered broken tendons and bones. Wang Yuren was furious at Chen Quyu's viciousness. Having succeeded in one move, he did not let up. He bent his left index and middle fingers and sent a white wisp of energy straight at Chen Quyu's chest. Chen Quyu was extremely cunning and changed his move with lightning speed. He pressed down on Ai Jie's shoulder and instantly flew over their heads without stopping, heading straight for Ren Qianjie by the tree. Upon seeing this, Wang Yuren was greatly alarmed. Ren Qianjie's swordsmanship was already considered top-notch in the martial arts world, but now, without a sword, she was at the mercy of others. In his heart, Ren Qianjie's safety was far more important than his own. Without hurriedly gave chase. Just then, Chen Quyu unexpectedly retreated again, his right sleeve suddenly lengthening like a whip or belt. This was completely unexpected by Wang Yuren. Having lost the initiative, the battle situation immediately became precarious. Even with the Wudang Purple Cloud Hand and Plum Blossom Hand used together, he could only barely hold on, retreating step by step. To make matters worse, Ai Jie's medicine took effect at this moment, her cheeks flushed red, and her breathing rapid. Ai Jie buried her head in Wang Yuren's neck, inhaling his strong masculine scent, which only intoxicated her. Her private parts slowly rubbed against Wang Yuren's lower abdomen, her pearly teeth occasionally gently biting his neck. Wang Yuren was struggling to resist Chen Quyu's assassins while simultaneously resisting the temptation of the woman in his arms. He didn't know which was more difficult; his heart was filled with mixed emotions, unable to discern whether joy or pain outweighed his pain . Chen Quyu was surprised: "This kid has someone in his arms, yet he's managed to hold out for so long, especially with Junior Sister Li watching him like a hawk. I must finish this quickly to avoid any complications." He pressed forward, forcing Wang Yuren close to the riverbank. Wang Yuren knew his opponent's scheme perfectly well, but he was helpless...

Despite managing to level the score, Wang Yuren continued to retreat, now only a few feet from the river. He thought, "Enough. At this
point, what can I possibly hide?"
With a long roar, he leaped backward, but there was nowhere to land in the middle of the river. This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard
. Even Li Yingyu, who had remained expressionless, couldn't help but show curiosity. Seeing
that Wang Yuren gestured to her husband, and the two of them simultaneously leaped into the air, attacking Wang Yuren from two directions.
Wang Yuren remained calm, gathering his strength in mid-air to descend. He clasped his hands together in a ball shape and unleashed a powerful attack, "Whirlpool King Water
Dragon Waterfall," striking downwards. A crater appeared in the water centered on Wang Yuren, splashing water everywhere.
Hong Tao thought to himself, "What tricks are you playing? Even if I'm soaked to the bone, I can still kill you with
a single palm strike." He saw Wang Yuren unleash the exact same "Whirlpool King Water Dragon Waterfall" attack. In the darkness, visibility
was poor , and Hong Tao only realized upon closer inspection that the flying objects were ice beads of varying sizes and ice pillars as thick as a child's arm.
Even with his unparalleled internal and external martial arts skills, he was caught off guard and nearly had his thigh pierced by an
ice pillar . Suddenly, a flash of blue light appeared, and his right arm was severed. Hong Tao felt no pain, but was instead
utterly bewildered: "How could he leap up again on the water's surface?"
It turned out that Wang Yuren's first attack had been a concentrated burst of energy that created a three-foot-wide ice platform for himself. The ice block
sank under the force and didn't float immediately, so Hong Tao and the others couldn't see it. Chen Quyu, however, saw the opportunity early. As soon as the ice beads
and pillars rose, she used the force to fly back to the shore. She saw Wang Yuren's sword light flash, a dazzling blue light piercing the night.
Her husband's right arm was already severed. Chen Quyu, who was knowledgeable, cried out in shock, "Blue Night! Blue Night!"
Wang Yuren touched the ice with his toes and leaped back to the shore, nodding and saying, "That's right, the sword is named 'Blue Night'."
Chen Quyu just exclaimed, "Blue Night! Impossible! This is impossible!"
Wang Yuren asked in surprise, "Do you know the origin of this sword?"
Chen Quyu regained her composure, glared viciously at Wang Yuren, and ran to the riverbank to help
Hong Tao, . On one side, Wang Yuren and Ren Qianjie finally managed to help Ai Jie, who was clinging to Wang Yuren like an octopus, to
the side . Ai Jie's skin still had that strange pinkish hue, and her body was writhing on the ground like a water snake.
Her thin inner garment could not fully conceal her beautiful figure, and the pink buds on her chest seemed about to leap out of her clothes.
Wang Yuren dared not look too much. He flicked his fingers lightly, and with two hissing sounds, sealed Ai Jie's acupoints. For a moment, only Ai
Jie's low moans could be heard all around. Wang Yuren turned around and said sternly, "Hand over the antidote." Although Chen Quyu saw that her husband's
right arm had been severed by Wang Yuren, she believed that her true skills were still superior to Wang Yuren's, so she wasn't particularly afraid.
She was only worried about Li Yingyu beside her, and casually said, "There's no antidote. As long as you keep having intercourse with men for twelve hours
and absorb their essence, you'll be fine. You've got a good deal, kid."
Wang Yuren was stunned for a moment, then angrily said, "Are you kidding me?" "
Chen Quyu laughed, "What man isn't lustful? Don't pretend."
Ren Qianjie winked playfully at Wang Yuren, who shook his head resolutely,
thinking to himself, "There must be other ways. How can I get this woman to speak her mind?"
Suddenly, he heard a cold voice behind him say, "Brother Wang, may I borrow your sword for a look?"
Wang Yuren was startled and turned around to see Li Yingyu standing there. Wang Yuren was utterly astonished
, thinking, "Even my master, Ren Chenwen, couldn't get within three feet of me without me noticing.
This girl looks even younger than Qianjie; how can she possess such skill in lightness?"
Ren Qianjie, however, was indignant: "To be so intimate with Brother Wang on our first meeting, how shameless!"
Li Yingyu was exceptionally tall for a woman, almost the same height as Wang Yuren. Standing nearly touching him, Wang Yuren
seemed to catch a whiff of her faint fragrance carried on the wind. Looking at Li Yingyu... With willow-leaf eyebrows, a
straight nose, and a small mouth, their eyes met. Wang Yuren saw a pair of clear eyes, filled with an unfathomable
yet endless sorrow, just like the eyes he saw in his own reflection every day.
Wang Yuren was bewildered, just like more than ten years ago on the summit of Kunlun Mountain, when his heart fell into the dimples of a little girl's cheeks.
Wang Yuren shook his head, as if trying to shake off this absurd thought, and
involuntarily glanced at the dimples on Ren Qianjie's cheek.
Seeing that Wang Yuren looked at her before answering, Ren Qianjie's anger subsided considerably. Li Yingyu asked
again, "Brother Wang, may I borrow your sword for a look?"
Wang Yuren drew his longsword, reversed the blade, and handed it over. Gazing at the slender blade gleaming with a cold blue light, Li
Yingyu tapped it with her index finger and hummed, "It really is the Blue Night Sword of Wudang." She then handed the
sword back.
Wang Yuren sheathed the sword and said, "Miss Li, this sword is a memento from my late father. How is it related to the Wudang Sect?
Please enlighten me."
Li Yingyu replied, "Yes, it belonged to your father."
Ren Qianjie anxiously said from the side, "Yuren, curing Sister Ai's poison is the most important thing."
Upon hearing that the Blue Night Sword was related to his own background, Wang Yuren could forget everything else and
focused solely on Li Yingyu. Li Yingyu calmly said, "Brother Wang..." "I also have a request,"
Li Yingyu said in a deep voice. "What is it?" Wang Yuren asked. Li
Yingyu said, word by word, "Help me overthrow the Evil Qi Hall." Wang Yuren remained silent. Li Yingyu continued, "If Brother Wang is willing to lend a hand,
I can even cure this Miss Ai of the poison."
Wang Yuren flicked his sleeve, his tone firm: "I, Wang, have never been threatened, and I am unwilling to get involved in the feud between the Bilin Cave and
the Evil Qi Hall. Miss Li..." "You may now."
Li Yingyu's eyes welled with tears, her sorrow deepening, and her tone softened: "Brother Wang, you are now
someone the Evil Qi Hall wants to kill. If we join forces, with the help of the Four Evil Ghosts, we should be able to achieve something."
Hearing this, Wang Yuren thought to himself, "The Four Evil Ghosts? How much more is there that I don't know?" After much
deliberation, his thirst for knowledge finally prevailed, and he said, "Alright, I agree to help you,
but only for a year, and you must tell me everything you know."
Li Yingyu smiled slightly: "A high five as a pledge?"
Wang Yuren nodded: "A high five as a pledge."
The two exchanged three high fives, and Li Yingyu stepped back, taking out a palm-sized powder box from her bosom.
Wang Yuren knew that Li Yingyu was going to help Ai Jie detoxify, so he and Ren Qianjie stepped aside, only to hear Li Yingyu say:
"Brother Wang, I'm sorry."
With a flick of her wrist, a tiny, bright red worm, the size of a fingernail, leaped out and lunged at Wang Yuren. Chen Quyu and
Hong Tao shouted in unison, "Ghost Worm!!"
Hearing the panic in their voices and remembering his master's repeated descriptions of the people of the Bilin Cave as being rife
with poison and extremely dangerous, Wang Yuren was also wary. Seeing the Ghost Worm's eyes gleaming, he immediately unleashed a palm strike.
This strike was the culmination of all his power; a layer of frost had formed on his palm, generating a chilling aura.
The Ghost Worm, propelled by Wang Yuren's force, tumbled over, its three-inch-long tail extending from its end.
It lightly Wang Yuren's little finger, then, with lightning speed, sprang towards his forehead, biting him before swiftly leaping back into Li
Yingyu's palm. Meanwhile, Wang Yuren felt a powerful blow to his right temple; his vision went
black, and he fell backward.
These few swift movements, like a rabbit leaping and a bone bird gliding, were over in the blink of an eye. Ren Qianjie was stunned, and when she
finally came to her senses, she saw the ghostly insect in Li Yingyu's hand make a "pop" sound, turning into a pool of thick
red liquid that quickly dissolved into Li Yingyu's crystal-clear palm. Seeing Wang Yuren lying on the ground
, Ren Qianjie's heart burned like fire. She drew the Blue Night Sword from Wang Yuren's
waist shouting, "What did you do to Yuren? Quickly bring the antidote, or else..." At this point, she was almost crying
.
Just then, Chen Quyu and Hong Tao, who had been watching for a long time, saw their opportunity and suddenly attacked. Chen Quyu
once again released specks of green light from his sleeve to restrain Ren Qianjie, while he himself lunged at Li Yingyu with both palms, while Hong
Tao struck directly at the lying Wang Yuren.

(to be continued)

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