[Urban] A Record of Beautiful Women in Chaotic Times (Complete) - 4-6

Chapter 13 Dugu Qiubai

"Do you think you can escape?" Lin Yuan said coldly, his longsword flying from his hand like lightning towards him.

"Yan Nantian, get out of the way!" A clear whistle suddenly rang out, followed by a sharp whooshing sound. A clang, an ear-piercing collision, rang out as a rusty iron sword actually knocked Lin Yuan's energy-infused longsword away.

Lin Yuan was slightly taken aback. His figure flashed, and the energy-infused longsword returned to his hand. He casually swung it, unleashing a thousand waves of sword energy, instantly surging with boundless killing intent. The howling sound was incessant as the thousand waves of sword energy swept towards the two of them, creating countless sword shadows.

"Well done," the mysterious youth said with a faint smile. He drew mysterious trajectories with his hands, and thousands of energies condensed into thousands of sword shadows that soared into the sky. Each sword clashed with the others, creating a powerful energy collision that, amidst deafening sounds, stirred up boundless waves of energy.

With a deafening roar, Lin Yuan was jolted back several steps by a tremendous force before regaining his footing. The mysterious youth, however, remained as still as a mountain.

"Brother Yan, are you alright?" A burly, handsome young man, still showing surprise, helped the injured mysterious man up and asked with concern.

"Just a minor flesh wound, nothing serious. Alas, thanks to Senior Dugu's help, otherwise, the outcome would have been unpredictable," the mysterious man said with a hint of shame.

"A chaotic world, Yan Nantian."

After being easily defeated by the mysterious youth, Lin Yuan looked at the smiling man with slight shock. Upon hearing the young man's words, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes. A blurry memory suddenly surfaced in his mind as the young man spoke. He stared blankly at the man who had attacked him with a flying sword and involuntarily said, "You are Yan Nantian's friend, the one who calls himself the Great Hero of Nantian, Lu Zhongyuan."

"That's right, it is I. And you are...?" The young man nodded and said calmly.

"You are the one who calls himself the number one in the world, Yan Nantian." Lin Yuan ignored him and looked directly at the injured mysterious man. Only then did he see Yan Nantian's appearance clearly. He was very tall with broad shoulders, but he was as thin as a rake. He wore a short blue cloth robe that hung loosely on him, making him look like a paper effigy of a Vajra. It seemed that if the wind blew, he would be blown to the roof. Not only was his appearance strange, but his face was too. At first glance, his face seemed to have many wrinkles, but he didn't have a single beard or eyebrows, making him look unusually young. His eyes were sunken from thinning, making them appear particularly large. Although his face was sallow and emaciated, with a sickly look, combined with those eyes, he appeared imposing and intimidating, making people afraid to look him in the eye. Hmm, indeed a remarkable figure.

"In the past, you shut your doors and claimed to be the best in the world, not knowing that there are always people more capable than you, and heavens beyond heavens. Now, time and space are disordered, and powerful masters are everywhere. How dare I presume to be superior to such great masters with my meager skills?" The mysterious visitor neither nodded nor shook his head. He looked at Lin Yuan and said calmly, his tone filled with the melancholy of a fallen hero.

As fragmented memories rapidly flooded Lin Yuan's mind, his senses cleared, and he abruptly turned to face the mysterious youth, coldly stating, "Dugu, you must be the legendary Dugu Qiubai, who conquered the world seeking defeat but failed to achieve it."

"The path of martial arts is vast and profound, boundless and endless. My past wishes remained unfulfilled, yet today I've encountered a master in this ancient Central Plains dynasty. My journey here has not been in vain," the mysterious youth said with a faint smile, implicitly acknowledging Lin Yuan's words.

Lin Yuan gasped upon hearing this. He had confirmed the mysterious youth's identity from the fragmented memories, yet dared not believe it. Now, the youth openly admitted his origins, how could Lin Yuan not feel apprehensive? He hadn't expected that the first master of the chaotic martial world he encountered upon descending the mountain would be this peerless figure. Was this his fortune or misfortune? Although Lin Yuan had lost his emotional memories, his understanding of the chaotic martial world remained deeply ingrained.

Dugu Qiubai, the supreme ruler of the chaotic martial world, an undefeated legend who dominated the martial arts world of the dynasty for decades, was revered by the world as the number one forbidden figure of his time.

Now that they had met, why retreat! After a brief moment of surprise and astonishment, a soaring fighting spirit erupted from Lin Yuan's body.

"You want to fight me?" he said coldly, his mind instantly sharpening. Dugu Qiubai, seemingly without any special advantage, had actually managed to materialize a silver sword from thin air using his internal energy. This demonstrated the depth of his internal strength, far surpassing that of ordinary peerless masters in the mortal world. Truly worthy of being called the number one master of his time, even Lin Yuan, arrogant and overconfident in his strength, had to be cautious towards Dugu Qiubai.

"I only seek defeat," Dugu Qiubai said with a faint smile.

"Since that's the case, let's make our move."

Lin Yuan stopped wasting words with him. His longsword trembled rapidly, unleashing countless sword waves and bursting forth with thousands of sword flowers. A tremendous force, like a tidal wave, crashed down. He had already pressed forward, the thousands of sword waves shattering the tranquility of space. The numerous sword shadows, carrying a terrifying aura

, swept in. "Hehe, long-awaited." Facing the sky full of sword shadows, Dugu Qiubai's expression brightened. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his hands moving rapidly, creating another wave of swords.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The sounds of swords clashing and colliding were incessant. The two were like dragons emerging from the sea, their figures moving gracefully amidst the sky full of sword waves. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged over a thousand blows.

Boundless waves of energy tore through the void, and wherever the sword waves passed, all matter was pulverized. Blue clusters of energy and silver energies collided, bursting forth with countless dazzling rays of light. The sword waves stirred up heavy air currents, whipping up gusts of wind, sending stones and sand flying. The intense battle between the two intensified, and terrifying auras of destruction swept in all directions. Lu Zhongyuan and Yan Nantian had already been forced to retreat by the terrifying momentum.

"Let's end this." Suddenly, two clear whistles rang out, and two white figures flashed past each other like lightning, the sounds of explosions echoing incessantly. Amidst the thousands of sword waves, Lin Yuan and Dugu Qiubai stood atop the East Gate. Lu Zhongyuan and Yan Nantian looked at each other, bewildered. Because the two figures were so fast, so fast that they defied description with the finite power of human language, neither Yan Nantian nor Lu Zhongyuan understood what had happened in the instant Lin Yuan and Dugu Qiubai passed each other. Little did they know that in that fleeting moment, the two had unleashed thousands of sword strikes with all their might, each sword imbued with their profound inner strength. A single sword strike was usually enough to destroy everything within a hundred meters, let alone a wave of sword strikes composed of thousands of swords.

"That was exhilarating! It's been a long time since we've had such a satisfying battle. It's a pity your strength is still far from its peak; it's a bit of a shame." As Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan exchanged bewildered glances, Dugu Qiubai suddenly burst into laughter.

Upon hearing this, the two were greatly shocked. Dugu Qiubai was one of the few unparalleled masters in the finite spacetime continuum. Lin Yuan, so young, had managed to fight him to a draw, his strength enough to make him the envy of the world. Unexpectedly, he still had immense untapped potential. No news could be more astonishing than this. Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan looked at him with suspicion and uncertainty, secretly wondering if his potential allowed him to break through again and surpass Dugu Qiubai.

"You are the first formidable opponent I encountered when I first entered the martial world. I will remember you, and I hope to have another duel with you in the future." Lin Yuan's body trembled slightly. After a long silence, he finally spoke calmly. The intense battle had caused his energy to deplete at an alarming rate, and the final, near-miss had completely exhausted his energy. Dugu Qiubai saw his weakness and promptly sheathed his sword, standing on the city wall. Even so, Lin Yuan could not avoid the overwhelming sword waves. Several sword energies pierced through his body. Although his holy armor was unbreakable, it could not stop these invisible yet substantial sword energies. Crimson blood instantly stained his white clothes.

"Very good. I will look forward to your arrival. Can you tell me your name? After wandering the martial world for so long, you are still one of the few people whose names I want to remember. You won't refuse my request, will you?" Dugu Qiubai said with a faint smile.

"Acting recklessly, outshining the world, causing chaos in the capital, I am the supreme one." Lin Yuan said calmly.

"The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, and new people replace the old in the world. You truly deserve to be called a rising star in the martial arts world. Heavenly Beauty Emperor, you are arrogant and confident enough," said Lonely Seeker with a faint smile.

Lin Yuan smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Senior is alright, please take your leave." Lin Yuan said calmly. He felt a surge of respect for this martial arts master from a distorted timeline, and his tone became much more polite.

"Do you still intend to continue destroying Handan?" Dugu Qiubai asked with a faint smile.

"With Senior here, how could I dare to be presumptuous? Since Senior is concerned, I will take my leave." Lin Yuan said calmly, gathering his inner strength, and his figure flashed away like lightning.

"Hehe, it's rare to come out of seclusion, but today's gains are considerable. The spatial distortion, it seems, is not entirely useless. The martial world today is not what it used to be. Ximen Chuixue, Dongfang Bubai, Fu Hongxue, Feng Qingyang, Ye Yuchangsheng, our meeting is not far off. Are you as powerful as the legends say? I'm truly looking forward to it." Dugu Qiubai murmured to himself, watching the direction Lin Yuan disappeared in.

"Senior Dugu," Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan called out hurriedly as Dugu Qiubai was about to depart.

"What urgent matter is it?" Dugu Qiubai asked calmly.

"On the fifteenth of August, the Huashan Sword Tournament will be held. Ximen Chuixue has issued a challenge, hoping that Senior will engage in a duel at the Forbidden City to elect the supreme martial arts master, convene the Mount Tai

Martial Arts Conference, unite the heroes, rule the world, quell the wars among the ancient dynasties of the Central Plains, and prevent the common people from suffering the pain of war again," Yan Nantian said respectfully. "The Huashan Sword Tournament, the duel at the Forbidden City, the Mount Tai Martial Arts Conference—it seems there will be quite a few masters present," Dugu Qiubai said calmly

. "Senior, what do you mean—" Lu Zhongyuan asked softly.

"On the fifteenth of August, this old man will arrive as scheduled," Dugu Qiubai said calmly, and before he finished speaking, he had abruptly disappeared.

"Coming and going like the wind, truly a reclusive master. Senior Dugu is indeed worthy of being called an unparalleled expert." Looking in the direction where Dugu Qiubai disappeared, Lu Zhongyuan murmured to himself.

"That Heavenly Beauty Emperor's strength is also extraordinary." Yan Nantian praised lightly. "If it weren't for the chaos in the martial world, how could we frogs in a well know the demeanor of the martial arts predecessors and the strength of their successors?"

"I never imagined that after three eras, there would be more and more martial arts masters, and the strong would become stronger and stronger. Only today do I realize how weak I am. Brother Yan, do you think we are falling behind?" Lu Zhongyuan said calmly.

"What do you think?" Yan Nantian asked instead of answering.

"The letter has been delivered, so we can rest assured. We will go and experience the demeanor of the masters from all sides." Lu Zhongyuan said with a faint smile.

"The affairs of the martial world will be resolved in the martial world itself. What's the use of worrying? With all these powerful figures gathered here, it is precisely the time for us to break through our limitations. The path of martial arts is endless, how can we stand still and be complacent?" Yan Nantian suddenly said with great spirit. "The fifteenth of August is not only the day when the senior masters of the martial world compete for supremacy, but also the day when we can make our name known. Heaven has granted me this opportunity, how can I give up so easily?"

"That's right. Even if we are defeated, we will have fought for it, and I have no regrets." Lu Zhongyuan agreed. The two looked at each other and laughed heartily.

"Boom, boom, boom..." As their loud laughter, which was filled with powerful internal energy, rang out, the entire city gate collapsed with a crash. The chain reaction that followed shattered all the buildings within a hundred feet.

"No way, were our laughs that terrifying?" The laughter of the two suddenly stopped with this change. Lu Zhongyuan opened his mouth, and after a long while, he finally found his voice and said.

"Even though everything has been shattered, it has managed to preserve its form for so long. What amazing swordsmanship, what domineering internal energy!" Yan Nantian murmured to himself.

"The fifteenth of August, I'm really looking forward to it." The two stared at each other blankly for a moment, then burst into another burst of heroic laughter. Though there are thousands of people against us, we will go! With a long roar, the two flew away hand in hand.

"History has been altered, time and space have been disrupted, can humans still defy fate? Is there any reason for my mission to continue?" As the four people left one after another, a delicate figure appeared faintly in the ruins. She spoke calmly to herself, slowly walking among them, her beautiful eyes filled with sadness.

Suddenly, she glanced around warily, and her delicate body faded away. Two beautiful figures instantly swept across the sky above the ruins, quickly disappearing into the mountains outside the eastern suburbs of Handan City.

Chapter 14 Inviting the Moon, Love and Hate

Lin Yuan flew all the way, but his figure became slower and slower. He only felt that his body was empty, as if his heart had disappeared, and his whole body was weak and powerless. He tried his best to maintain a calm state of mind, but the recovery of his energy was unusually slow. His wounds were healing slowly, requiring a large amount of energy to replenish.

Reaching the banks of the Huan River, he could hear faint whooshing sounds behind him—the slight vibrations of air caused by someone using light-footed skills to fly. Without profound internal energy or a deep well of energy, it would be impossible to hear such sounds. Lin Yuan knew he was no longer capable of dealing with a powerful enemy. He stopped, exhausted, and plunged into the river.

The water-repelling properties of his Holy Armor effectively created a space about half a zhang in diameter, allowing his severely damaged body a moment of rest.

"Sister, you really saw Jiang Feng?"

Just then, a clear, gentle voice entered his ears. Lin Yuan lay reclining on the riverbed, hearing soft footsteps on the bank. He silently counted them but ignored them. From the voices, it was clear that the other person was a woman, and a very beautiful one at that.

"I'm not sure either. In the rush, I only saw his back, which looked very similar, before I was struck by Dugu Qiubai's acupoints and fell unconscious. You saw what happened after I woke up." Another nimble, lively, and seemingly innocent voice followed.

"Is Dugu Qiubai really that powerful? You couldn't even withstand a single move from him." The first woman's voice was full of doubt.

"With your strength, I'm afraid you could only last one round." The second woman's voice was full of certainty. "

Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle. Perhaps only Ximen Chuixue can rival him in swordsmanship." After a long silence, the second woman spoke softly again.

"On the fifteenth of August, the decisive battle will be held at the Forbidden City. We didn't participate in the illusory plan, but I will not miss this Mount Hua Sword Tournament again, no matter what." The first woman said slowly, her tone full of strong confidence.

"Sister, you also want to compete for the title of the best in the world..." The second woman asked in surprise.

"The 'Thousand-Mile Soul-Chasing Incense' vanished without a trace here. Could they have all mysteriously disappeared without a trace?" The woman who spoke first didn't answer, but muttered to herself.

"Impossible. Before you lost consciousness, you scattered the 'Thousand-Mile Soul-Chasing Incense' throughout Handan. Could they have sensed it and used their true energy to form a protective shield to keep it all outside their bodies?" "Impossible.

No one can completely isolate the 'Thousand-Mile Soul-Chasing Incense' from their body. Unless they submerged in water, no matter where they went, there would be traces." The woman behind her affirmed.

Hearing this, Lin Yuan understood that they had come for him.

Jiang Feng, Yan Nantian's sworn brother, a former number one handsome man in the martial arts world, was someone who, apart from the Palace Master of Yihua Palace, Yaoyue Palace Master, and Lianxing Palace Master, could not be considered anyone else in the world who would be so infatuated with him.

Lin Yuan, who was submerged underwater, was unusually clear-headed, and fragments of hazy memories kept flashing through his mind. They seemed to have always existed, but were nowhere to be found. Only when Lin Yuan needed to understand some unknown people and things in the chaotic world would they jump out of his mind, and they were so clear and so accurate.

This strange phenomenon was unbelievable to him, yet he couldn't explain it. Unbeknownst to him, before he entered this space, his father had transferred all the information into his mind via a quantum computer. Whether or not he consumed the Forgetfulness Pill wouldn't affect the normal functioning of his mind; however, the truth of everything was temporarily sealed away as the pill's effects circulated within his body.

"Diving underwater, hmm, that's possible," the woman said calmly after a moment of silence. "Since we've followed this far, the only explanation is to dive underwater and search. I'll go down and take a look."

A powerful force forced open the river water, creating a space half a meter in diameter that pierced through the surface. Lin Yuan calmly watched as a delicate white figure slowly sank to the bottom. Even through the thick curtain of water, Lin Yuan could clearly see her face. Clad in snow-white robes, softly enveloping her beautiful body, with long, flowing hair, her graceful figure was like a fairy, her stunning beauty indescribable. She seemed to possess an innate, captivating, and irresistible allure. She always appeared aloof, possessing an aura that commanded respect.

The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue was indeed breathtakingly beautiful; even the most stunning beauties of the land could not compare. Even the most heartless man, upon seeing her, would find it difficult to control his desires. Lin Yuan's heart trembled, secretly admiring her and regretting Jiang Feng's past lack of understanding of romance. Suddenly, a surge of seductive energy erupted with his desire, flowing rapidly. Lin Yuan could no longer maintain his composure; the intense lust caused him to lose all reason. He closed in, his entire body silently merging into the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue's protective aura.

"Who are you?" The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue's skill was nearing perfection; she reacted instantly to Lin Yuan's movement. A powerful palm strike, accompanied by a cold voice, slammed towards Lin Yuan.

"Didn't you want to find me? Why are you fighting to the death when we meet?" Lin Yuan said calmly, his body neither dodging nor avoiding, still sweeping over her with unstoppable force.

"Ah, you, you...you're not Jiang Feng, who are you?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue suddenly saw a stunningly beautiful face appear before her. Her jade-like hand slowed down, and her powerful palm strike weakened imperceptibly. Combined with the soft, encompassing force of the water curtain and the pressure at the bottom of the water, her palm strike did not cause any substantial harm to Lin Yuan. Instead, Lin Yuan held her tightly in his arms, completely bewildered.

Palace Mistress Yaoyue, who had never had any physical contact with a man since childhood, was suddenly held in the arms of a handsome young man. Even though she was proud and powerful, she couldn't help but blush. She desperately resisted, wishing she could kill the man who had assaulted her with a single blow. However, when she saw his alluring eyes, radiating a captivating charm, she felt no hatred. Instead, she longed to lie in his arms forever, never to be separated.

Who was he? Why was she so powerless against him? Was her love for Yu Lang a lie? Why did she feel such a strong attachment to him? Why did his embrace hold such a powerful attraction for her? Was she truly in love at first sight? Had she fallen in love with him? Was it even possible? What was happening to her?

Palace Mistress Yaoyue was in a state of panic. She was greatly shocked by the changes in her own heart, constantly questioning herself, yet unable to muster any resistance. Chaotic thoughts assaulted her mind. Her delicate body only struggled symbolically for a moment before Lin Yuan held her tightly in his arms.

"You, you, who are you?" she stammered, her face flushed with embarrassment, finally managing to utter this question after a long pause.

"Heavenly Beauty Emperor, am I not even more beautiful than your Jade Gentleman? Were you astonished the first time you saw me, and thus fell in love?" Lin Yuan looked at her shameful and helpless figure, and his words revealed her true feelings.

"You, you, you're lying! I, I, I didn't fall in love with you! You, you villain, let me go right now, or I'll kill you!" Upon hearing this, Palace Mistress Yaoyue was filled with shame, her delicate body struggling, but her strength was unusually weak.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll find out soon enough." Lin Yuan sneered, leaning down to kiss her cherry lips.

"Mmm..." Palace Mistress Yaoyue seemed to have been struck by lightning, her whole body seemingly stunned, completely numb. Was her virginity, preserved for decades, about to be lost today? Palace Mistress Yaoyue's mind went blank. The entire world seemed to have shrunk to a single voice. She didn't want to accept this reality, yet deep down she desperately hoped this dreamlike truth wouldn't fade so quickly. A powerful sense of loss mingled with intense anticipation. For a moment, Palace Mistress Yaoyue was lost in a sweet, dreamlike state, secretly relieved that Palace Mistress Lianxing wasn't present. Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to face this awkward situation and her conflicting emotions.

The sounds of spring arose. Under Lin Yuan's intense assault and Palace Mistress Yaoyue's weak, feeble resistance, a unique underwater lovemaking quietly unfolded.

White robes slowly fell away, revealing two soft, smooth, jade-like bodies that composed the most beautiful symphony in the world.

A single, crystal-clear tear slid silently down Palace Mistress Yaoyue's beautiful eye. Involuntarily, she bit Lin Yuan's shoulder tightly. With a sharp pain within her body, she was no longer the aloof, celestial figure worshipped by the world. Even if she didn't want to believe it, from this day forward, she could never erase the fact that she was another man's wife.

Since she couldn't change the reality, she would simply accept it. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue paused, her eyes filled with a deep, dreamy affection as she gazed at the handsome young man who was now violating her body. Her boundless love had shifted from Jiang Feng in that single glance. No one could resist the intense allure emanating from Lin Yuan.

Even the ruthless and heartless Palace Mistress of Yaoyue couldn't escape being drawn in. After the passion subsided, the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue was no longer the cold, beautiful woman who had been infatuated with Jiang Feng. Now, she was like a vulnerable, helpless woman, quietly nestled beside her lover, deeply yearning for his care and tenderness.

Lin Yuan gently stroked her soft, flowing black hair, his eyes fixed on her, but devoid of any emotion. After the frenzied desires within him subsided, Lin Yuan regained his detached and indifferent state of mind. His physical weakness, however, prevented him from making any rash moves. He was utterly powerless; a casual wave of the Moon Palace Mistress's hand could inflict another severe

injury upon him. If it weren't for the Moon Palace Mistress's deep infatuation with his unparalleled beauty and irresistible allure, he wouldn't have been able to so easily possess her body. The Moon Palace Mistress lay languidly in his arms, her slender hands gently caressing his chest, her beautiful eyes gazing deeply at his stunning face.

Seeing her gaze, Lin Yuan knew he had unwittingly stirred up trouble. How could he escape? As he pondered and planned, the Moon Palace Mistress noticed his wandering and indifferent gaze.

Was he, like Jiang Feng, also preparing to leave her? Palace Mistress Yaoyue, though filled with fear, still looked at her strange yet familiar lover with hopeful eyes, and softly asked, "Husband, how will you settle me?"

"Uh, this, um, where will you live?" Lin Yuan stammered, startled by her question, and asked a foolish one.

"Yihua Palace, husband, will you live with me in Yihua Palace?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue looked at him expectantly and softly.

"I'll take you back." Lin Yuan, having no other choice, could only offer a perfunctory answer, taking things one step at a time.

"Don't you want to be with me forever?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue looked at his unresponsive expression, her hope growing colder.

"The future is unpredictable, let's not talk about this for now." Lin Yuan avoided her gaze and said calmly.

"Men have always been fickle. First there was Jiang Feng, then Tian Yan. Hmph, this matter is no longer up to you. Tell me, are you willing to come back to Yihua Palace with me?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue recalled the past, her heart filled with hatred. She instantly gripped Lin Yuan's neck with both hands and said coldly.

She was an extremely possessive woman; if she couldn't have it, no one else could either. That's why, when Jiang Feng left her, she was determined to destroy his entire family. Lin Yuan hadn't expected her to turn on him so suddenly, one moment tender and affectionate, the next icy and cold. Caught off guard, he was almost suffocated by her grip.

"Are you crazy?" he gasped, struggling to break free, his impression of her plummeting.

"Yes, I'm crazy. I'm a woman driven mad by love. If you dare leave me, I'll hunt you down, even if it means killing my way through the entire martial world. Hmph, what I can't have, no one can take from me," Palace Mistress Yaoyue sneered. "

Incomprehensible," Lin Yuan said coldly. He pushed her away and started to get dressed, unaware that this irrational action had already provoked Palace Mistress Yaoyue's murderous intent. What a foolish idiot.

"You want to leave?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue didn't resist. She lay on the ground, her gaze cold as she looked at him, her heart filled with icy despair.

"If I don't leave, am I supposed to lie at the bottom of the water forever?" Lin Yuan said calmly, not even glancing at her.

"You won't take me with you." Palace Mistress Yaoyue said coldly, still filled with hope.

"Why should I take you?" Lin Yuan said calmly,

his voice icy and devoid of any emotion. "Since that's the case, then leave your life behind." The feeling of being abandoned once again gripped her heart. Palace Mistress Yaoyue was utterly disappointed. Her eyes were filled with hatred, and she suddenly leaped up. Without thinking, her hands pounded wildly against Lin Yuan's chest. With a furious roar, Lin Yuan was slammed out of the water by her powerful, furious palm strike.

Instantly, waves of dark energy surged up from the water. Palace Mistress Yaoyue's skill was profound; even an ordinary palm strike had the power to split the heavens and the earth, to overturn mountains and seas, let alone the full force of her furious attack. Lin Yuan, severely injured, was no match for the attack. A

jet

of water shot skyward, sending Lin Yuan soaring into the air like a cannonball. Blood gushed from his mouth, and he plummeted into the river like a kite with a broken string. The water cascaded back down, droplets striking the water with a clear, melodious sound. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue pounced out frantically, delivering another powerful palm strike that sent Lin Yuan flying dozens of feet away.

Chapter 15

"Sister, what are you doing?"

A startled cry rang out. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue realized she was standing naked on the river. Her younger sister, the Palace Mistress of Lianxing, stood on the riverbank, staring at her in shock, her voice trembling with disbelief.

"Ah!" The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue screamed in a fit of rage and disbelief. She glared hatefully at the Palace Mistress of Lianxing before quickly disappearing into the water. The Palace Mistress of Lianxing involuntarily shivered.

Lin Yuan felt a throbbing pain throughout his body, as if his veins were about to burst. He struggled to breathe, desperately trying to control his increasingly uncontrollable, almost unconscious body. A faint surge of energy slowly flowed through his veins.

A faint whooshing sound came from within. He looked up coldly and saw Lian Xing had instantly leaped to his side.

"What's wrong with you? Why did my sister want to kill you?" Lian Xing stared intently at his face, her beautiful eyes filled with intense heartache and pity. Jiang Feng's image overlapped with the peerless handsome face before him, gradually converging into a name, and then gradually solidifying on Lin Yuan's face. This devoted woman, who had been captivated by Lin Yuan's powerful allure at first sight and deeply in love with him, now appeared so weak and helpless. She was heartbroken for his severe injuries, yet also helpless because she dared not help him due to her sister's power. Even if she was a powerful figure in the world, what did it matter? Before the power of love, wasn't she just a weak and helpless little girl?

He couldn't stay here any longer. Lin Yuan struggled to maintain his composure. He coldly pushed away Palace Master Lianxing's hand, forcefully channeling his inner energy, and slid dozens of feet across the river before finally managing to stand. However, his severely injured body trembled uncontrollably. Palace Master Lianxing, seeing blood still gushing from his mouth and his stubbornly defiant expression, couldn't help but think of Jiang Feng's similar expression in the past. Her heart ached terribly. Tears streamed down her face. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and threw herself at him.

Lin Yuan wiped the blood from his mouth, a cold smile appearing on his indifferent face. Although the Four-Colored Energy had drained his body, back on the surface, he was like a dragon entering the sea, moving freely and dodging at will. The lightness technique he had painstakingly honed in the water was finally put to full use. Despite his severe injuries, his speed remained unaffected.

Palace Master Lianxing's figure was as swift as the wind; how could she match his lightning speed? Before she even got close, Lin Yuan's footsteps lightly touched the river's surface, creating a gentle ripple, and his figure appeared a thousand feet away.

"Don't go, don't leave me," Palace Mistress Lianxing murmured, instantly accelerating to her limit as she gave chase.

In a few leaps, Lin Yuan had vanished from her sight. Palace Mistress Lianxing wept silently, her body almost too weak to pursue him any further.

"Splash!" A column of water shot into the sky, and Palace Mistress Yaoyue, her long hair disheveled and her snow-white robes stained with a few drops of crimson blood, appeared on the river's surface. She looked up; Lin Yuan had vanished. Palace Mistress Lianxing stood blankly downstream of the Huan River, her beautiful eyes red, her jade-like face streaked with tears from her weeping.

"Where did he go?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue stood before Palace Mistress Lianxing, her face filled with rage, and asked coldly.

"Why did you kill him?" Palace Mistress Lianxing looked at her fearlessly, her beautiful eyes filled with fury.

"This is none of your business," Palace Mistress Yaoyue slapped her hard across the face, her voice filled with anger.

"If you want to kill him, kill me first!" Palace Mistress Lianxing cried out, clutching her face.

"So, you're willing to risk your life to protect him, even at the cost of opposing me?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue laughed, her anger reaching a fever pitch.

Palace Mistress Lianxing snorted coldly, ignoring her.

"You think I won't know just because you don't say anything?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue sneered. She took a deep breath, her delicate body lightly touching the water, and in a few leaps, she appeared a thousand feet downstream. A few faint ripples slowly spread out as Palace Mistress Yaoyue sped away like lightning.

"I won't allow you to kill him. Jiang Feng's matter has haunted me for a thousand years. This time, even if it costs me my life, I won't allow you to harm him again," Palace Mistress Lianxing murmured, her beautiful eyes gazing at the sky, her jade-like face filled with unwavering resolve. She exhaled deeply, her delicate body flashing, chasing after him like lightning.

The Huan River, one of the most treacherous rivers in the Zhao Kingdom.

A luxurious, imposing ship slowly glided along the Huan River, melodious music emanating from its vessel. A dozen beautiful young women in pale yellow palace dresses stood solemnly on either side of the ship.

In the central hall of the ship's deck, seven girls in white danced gracefully to the beautiful music.

Two tall, imposing young men sat beside the hall, their eyes fixed on the red-clad girl playing the zither, their faces revealing undisguised admiration.

The red-clad girl, a smile still lingering on her jade-like face, moved her slender fingers lightly, weaving a series of beautiful notes into a captivating melody that enchanted the listener.

Lin Yuan, speeding along, began to experience intense numbness in his severely damaged body. Blood continued to trickle from his mouth, and waves of dizziness relentlessly assaulted his brain. "This can't go on," Lin Yuan screamed inwardly. If he couldn't find a place to rest soon, his life would be in grave danger.

He took out a heart-strengthening pill that Feng Lin had given him from his pocket, swallowed it forcefully, and his mind cleared instantly.

A luxurious and imposing ship appeared on the distant river. His spirits lifted, and he swiftly flew away.

"Who dares to trespass on the sacred ship of the Floating Flower Palace?"

With a sharp shout, fourteen yellow-clad maidens flipped their slender hands, and fourteen longswords suddenly appeared. The maidens, positioned according to the principles of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, unleashed a net of swords brimming with intense killing intent, enveloping Lin Yuan as

he leaped aboard the ship. "I urgently needed a place to recuperate. In my haste, I mistakenly entered this sacred ship. It was an unintentional mistake; I hope you will forgive me," Lin Yuan said, his steps quickening as he leaped into the ship's main hall

. The maidens only saw a blur before the newcomer vanished. "Such a swift figure!" they thought in shock, quickly looking in the direction of the voice. A pure white figure suddenly appeared in the center of the hall.

The music stopped abruptly, and the red-clad maiden looked at the newcomer with suspicion. The seven white-clad maidens abruptly stopped their graceful movements, their seven figures pausing slightly before seven longswords were drawn. The fourteen yellow-clad maidens followed closely, swords in hand, leaping forward rapidly, the net of swords once again surging with intense killing intent.

"I am in dire need of help. I have mistakenly entered the sacred ship. It was an unintentional mistake, and I hope you will forgive me." Lin Yuan did not want to make enemies for no reason, so he repeatedly showed restraint. If he delayed any longer, the Palace Master of Yaoyue Palace would catch up, and his situation would be truly precarious.

His figure flashed repeatedly, leaving behind a series of afterimages. The women only felt a gust of wind, and more than a dozen longswords all missed

their mark. This lightning-fast movement completely shocked the women, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward again. Although the two burly young men on the side of the hall were surprised, they could no longer sit still due to the situation. The two nodded and pounced at the same time.

"Who dares to cause trouble here?"

A cold shout rang out, and two blue figures flew up with two gusts of wind.

"Yan Nantian, Lu Zhongyuan!" Lin Yuan heard the clear shout, his mind raced, and he couldn't help but call out.

"Who?" The two figures were stunned by the voice. The burly young man on the left shouted.

The burly young man to the right of "Heavenly Beauty Emperor" stirred, and said calmly,

"Indeed, it is I." Lin Yuan, upon seeing a familiar face, paused, his afterimages vanishing. Only then did the women see his face clearly.

A stunningly handsome face, adorned with captivating purple and golden eyes, long purple hair flowing smoothly down his white, blood-stained holy robes, a slender and well-proportioned body, and a strong, alluring aura emanating from him. A trickle of crimson blood slowly flowed from his lips, creating a scene of indescribable poignant beauty, yet utterly mesmerizing.

The women's eyes lit up, then they were instantly captivated by his unparalleled charm, the girl in red staring in a daze.

Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan exchanged a glance, smiling helplessly.

This Heavenly Beauty Emperor truly lived up to his reputation; a single appearance was enough to win the hearts of all the women. If he roamed the martial world, who knows how many innocent girls he would seduce? Although the two wanted to stop him, they lacked the ability to do so. Lin Yuan's strength far surpassed theirs, and even Dugu Qiubai held him in high regard. Why would they be foolish enough to throw an egg against a rock and invite trouble?

Chapter 16 Forced to Disguise

"Emperor Tianyan, what brings you here? Surely you're not here for amusement, are you? Are you being chased?" Yan Nantian, seeing Lin Yuan's appearance, had already guessed what was going on. He smiled mockingly.

"Nantian, you're mistaken. Emperor Tianyan's power is boundless; how could she be easily chased? In my opinion, Emperor Tianyan must have known we were here and has come here for a gathering." Lu Zhongyuan seized the opportunity to reply.

"My purpose is the same as yours: temporary refuge." Lin Yuan understood their mockery. He had no intention of paying attention. The Palace Master of Yaoyue Palace could arrive at any moment; he had no time to waste on them.

"Oh, refuge? Nantian, did I hear that right? The mighty Emperor Tianyan has actually fallen into refuge? Alas, if this gets out, it will truly damage the Emperor's reputation." Lu Zhongyuan chuckled.

"Zhongyuan, you heard right, I heard it too. Hehe, perhaps this is the wheel of fortune turning. Emperor Tianyan defeated us, yet he was defeated by Senior Dugu. Since ancient times, there have always been people stronger than us, and heavens beyond heavens. No one can be number one forever. It is only natural that Emperor Tianyan will one day be defeated. I just wonder which martial arts senior chased Emperor Tianyan down and made him flee in disarray." Yan Nantian sneered.

"Palace Mistress Yaoyue, you must have heard of her, right? As far as I know, you had an affair with her back then. I wonder what forced you to leave her. Your hasty escape from Handan must also be related to the 'Thousand-Mile Soul-Chasing Incense' from Yihua Palace. The two heroes have been hurling insults at me since we met. Could it be that you're still upset about being defeated by me in Handan, and that's why you're speaking ill of me upon first meeting? Alas, it's said that heroes Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan are broad-minded and kind-hearted. But seeing them today, I'm truly disappointed." Lin Yuan sneered.

Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan were greatly embarrassed upon hearing this. Lin Yuan was right. They only discovered they were contaminated with the 'Thousand-Mile Soul-Chasing Incense' when they left Handan. Since Yaoyue and Lianxing were always inseparable, Yan Nantian, remembering their past grievances, feared that Palace Mistress Yaoyue might harm him. He also considered that he was injured and no match for Yaoyue and Lianxing. Compared to the three of them, Lu Zhongyuan's strength was far inferior. Left with no other choice, the two fled desperately, escaping to the lower reaches of the Huan River, where they happened to encounter the sacred ship carrying the young master of Piaohua Palace, who was touring the world. The two pondered: Piaohua Palace was one of the mysterious and powerful palaces in the chaotic martial world, its influence unfathomable. Rumors circulated that their palace master, Phantom Fairy, had reached near-divine levels of martial arts, even showing signs of surpassing Dugu Qiubai. With their help, they should be safe. However, Piaohua Palace was predominantly female, and its palace master and disciples rarely interacted with men in the martial world. If they rashly approached and disturbed them, they feared only causing trouble. Just as the two were pondering this, the young master of Piaohua Palace recognized their identities. Naturally generous and open-minded, she invited them aboard the ship without any hesitation. Upon hearing this, Lu Zhongyuan was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, after they boarded the boat and changed their clothes, Lin Yuan barged in not long after.

Actually, if Lin Yuan hadn't been healing his injuries at the bottom of the Huan River, thus attracting and entangled Palace Master Yaoyue, the two wouldn't have had such a good opportunity to evade their pursuit. The two weren't petty people, but having been defeated by this rising star of the martial world, they couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Upon meeting him, they naturally couldn't resist making a few sarcastic remarks to regain their composure. Hearing Lin Yuan's words, the two realized their lapse in composure.

"Shame on us, shame on us! Why bring up old grievances? Emperor Tianyan is right, Zhongyuan, we really have become more and more like the past. Have we lost the chivalrous spirit of our youth? Emperor, please forgive my inappropriate words."

Yan Nantian, worthy of his former title as the world's number one swordsman, was a man who could let go of what he had lost. His expression straightened, and he bowed respectfully to Lin Yuan, saying with embarrassment,

"Indeed, this old man is getting more and more senile. Your Majesty, please forgive my inappropriate words." Lu Zhongyuan also bowed respectfully. Upon hearing this, the women looked at his youthful face, yet his words were so mature and old-fashioned. Although they wanted to laugh, they couldn't. After all, like these young men who looked no more than thirty, they were all ancient monsters from the future who had experienced two lives, died and were resurrected, living in the ancient times. They were fully qualified to say such things.

"This junior has also been impolite. If this junior hadn't been so ignorant and started a bloodbath, I wouldn't have had to fight with you two seniors. I hope you will forgive my rudeness." Lin Yuan returned the bow and said calmly. To be courteous to others is to be courteous in return; this was his consistent belief. Even though he had become cold-blooded and indifferent due to his oblivion of emotions, the belief deep in his heart had never wavered.

"Of course, of course," Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan smiled at each other and said.

Lin Yuan smiled slightly and said nothing more; all grudges vanished in that smile. He turned to look at the girl in red playing the zither, only to find her gazing at him with adoring eyes, while the beautiful woman beside her also looked infatuated.

He shook his head slightly, about to speak. The girl in red, seeing the questioning look in his eyes, spoke first, "Young master, I am Xingxing, the personal maid of Ouyang Yu, the young master of Piaohua Palace. They are her protectors." She gestured to the women beside her, continuing, "Since young lady has to leave temporarily, please feel free to ask me for help if you need anything."

"You can't help me," Lin Yuan shook his head. The women's faces immediately showed disappointment. "However, there are a few small things I need your help with," Lin Yuan said after a moment's thought. The women's smiles returned, and Xingxing's expression brightened. "

Young master, please speak freely," Xingxing said softly, her voice full of affection.

“Palace Mistress Yaoyue, Palace Mistress Lianxing is about to arrive. Wait a moment, no matter what happens, do not reveal my whereabouts. Of course, do not fight her directly, otherwise, I will feel guilty,” Lin Yuan said calmly. He was worried that his appearance would implicate the women on the ship, so he spoke first.

“Palace Mistress Yaoyue, although Palace Mistress Lianxing is renowned throughout the world, it doesn’t mean they will dare to attack our Piaohua Palace. Young Master, don’t worry, we know what to do,” Xingxing said nonchalantly. Looking at their confident demeanor, Lin Yuan still felt a slight unease. He knew how ruthless and cold-blooded Palace Mistress Yaoyue was, and he didn’t want to bring misfortune to these beautiful young women because of him. Little did he know, these beautiful young women were completely captivated by his charm and allure. They would do anything for him, even give their lives for him. However, Lin Yuan was unaware of all this, and besides, he didn’t believe he possessed such great charm.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, we two old men are still here. If Yaoyue and Lianxing come after us, I will fight to the death to prevent them from harming the girls on the ship. You should leave first," Yan Nantian said calmly, seeing his predicament.

"Yes, as long as you trust me, I will definitely not stand idly by," Lu Zhongyuan echoed.

"The two seniors are so righteous, it truly makes this junior feel ashamed. I am deeply grateful for your kindness. Well, since we've already arrived here, I'll stay and stand with everyone," Lin Yuan said with a slight smile.

The women were greatly puzzled, not understanding why he wouldn't leave when he had a good chance to escape. Only Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan noticed Lin Yuan's weakness. If he hadn't taken a heart-strengthening pill, he would probably have been unconscious for a long time by now, and wouldn't have had the energy to waste words here.

Yan Nantian nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I won't force you. Your Majesty, if things don't go well later, you can leave first." Yan Nantian didn't expose Lin Yuan's predicament; he was just kindly reminding him. Although the women were somewhat resentful of Lin Yuan's refusal to leave, they were deeply moved by his determination to stay and be with them, and they were even more devoted to him.

"I'll be right back." Lin Yuan felt their kindness and had even less reason to leave. A rare hint of gratitude appeared in his cold eyes, and with a few words, he turned and left. The women were puzzled, watching his figure disappear into the pavilion, and they hoped even more that he would leave.

Lin Yuan lightly slipped into a pavilion, forcefully gathered his inner strength, and swallowed another heart-strengthening pill. His left hand slowly opened, and a small jade box, about a foot square, suddenly appeared. He gave a bitter smile and muttered to himself, "Who would have thought that I, who have lived a life of cold indifference and looked down

upon the world as an emperor, would today disguise myself as a woman for a few women? Alas, life is unpredictable." He opened the jade box, revealing a thick stack of face masks. He casually picked up a mask as thin as a cicada's wing and gently touched his face. Two transparent crystals, about the size of a fingernail, suddenly appeared from the eye openings of the mask, covering Lin Yuan's eyes. A small bottle emitting a pale blue light slowly rose from the left side of the jade box, while several tubes, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, resembling calligraphy brushes, sprang out from the right side of the jade box.

Lin Yuan picked up the bottle with his left hand and casually sprayed it into his hair, then picked up the tubes with his right hand and casually drew a few lines on his face.

Then, he removed his blood-stained white holy robes, casually took out a purple women's long gauze dress from his storage space, and frowned as he put it on.

After everything was prepared, he put all his items back into his storage space and slowly walked out.

The women stared at him in astonishment, their eyes filled with disbelief. Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan were even more speechless, their mouths agape.

Lin Yuan's attire was truly astonishing; even he hadn't expected such a strong reaction from the crowd.

"What's wrong with you all? Why are you all looking at me like that?" He looked himself up and down, feeling that there was nothing wrong with his appearance.

"My goodness, young master, you're dressed so beautifully! If I didn't know you were a man, I would definitely mistake you for a woman," Xingxing finally managed to utter a heartfelt compliment after a long pause.

The women shared the same sentiment, nodding frantically. Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan shook their heads repeatedly, sighing, "Incredible! Even the most beautiful women in the land are no match for you, Heavenly Beauty Emperor. Whether you are male or female, once you enter the martial world, even if Jiang Feng were alive, he wouldn't be a fraction of your beauty."

"The martial world will inevitably be thrown into chaos by your arrival, with whispers of resentment and jealousy rising everywhere."

"

Enough! You've been talking for so long, and you still haven't told me where the problem lies. What's the point of all this shaking your heads?" Lin Yuan was completely baffled by their expressions and couldn't help but get annoyed.

"Young Master, do you really not know how charming and handsome you are?" Xingxing praised softly. She beckoned, and two white-clad girls immediately brought over a large bronze mirror. Lin Yuan glanced at it coldly, his heart trembling slightly, his eyes instantly filled with disbelief.

This was the first time in his life that he had disguised himself as a woman. The jade box contained a high-tech microcomputer disguise device he had stored in his storage space. Simply applying it to his face required no adjustments; the device would automatically adapt to each person's unique face shape and physique. In his daze, Lin Yuan retrieved the jade box purely on instinct

. Relying on his memory would have been impossible, as his memories were completely sealed. In the bronze mirror, he saw a face with long, soft, jet-black hair cascading down her shoulders, a delicate jade hairpin casually tucked into her hairline. Her eyes, as black as jewels, resembled two unfathomable pools of clear water, their alluring charm highlighting her feminine grace. Her arched eyebrows, enhanced by the microcomputer disguise device, now resembled willow-leaf eyebrows, and her lips, once full, now appeared thin, radiating a faint, seductive glow.

The masculine aura instantly transformed. Lin Yuan in the mirror seemed to have been born from nothingness, an unconventional figure, a female ethereal being who shouldn't exist in this world. She appeared as if meticulously sculpted from the very essence of heaven and earth. Her slender body, accentuated by a long, flowing dress, perfectly embodied a noble feminine grace. A seemingly innate magic, a captivating, aloof allure, a domineering presence—the women were mesmerized. They hadn't expected Lin Yuan, even in disguise, to possess such allure. If she were to appear in the martial world as a woman, all the men would likely be driven mad by her.

A beauty, an absolute rare and stunning beauty.

Lin Yuan himself hadn't anticipated such a dramatic change after his disguise. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue Palace and the Palace Mistress of Lianxing Palace were both incredibly beautiful, but at this moment, his appearance was in no way inferior to theirs, perhaps even surpassing theirs.

Lin Yuan was stunned, and so were the others. The hall fell eerily quiet; you could hear a pin drop.

Chapter 17: A Clash of Titans

. Fine, whatever happens, happens. As long as we get through this ordeal, that's all that matters. Lin Yuan thought to himself, snapping out of his daze. The women were still gazing at him intently.

Stunningly beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, all the women had only one figure in their eyes and only one thought in their hearts. Lin Yuan glanced at the women indifferently, then slowly walked to Xingxing's side. Upon seeing him, Xingxing immediately stood up, flattered and surprised.

Lin Yuan didn't stand on ceremony; he sat in Xingxing's seat, his hands lightly caressing the ancient zither on the table. The beautiful music immediately echoed in the ship's hall.

It was like a demonic sound, like a divine melody, even the heavenly chants were no match for it.

Lin Yuan, caught up in the moment, played his self-composed 'Heavenly Demon Soul-Sealing Melody' with complete concentration. This piece, which concentrated a large amount of Lin Yuan's seductive energy, was of extraordinary power. Those who heard it, at a mild level, felt as if walking on clouds, floating on air; at a severe level, they forgot their past lives, lost their minds, and ultimately could only become walking corpses, mere puppets. At its peak, its sound waves could even materialize, condensing into numerous weapons of the mind, destroying all existence. Of course, these advancements are all related to his energy strength, and Lin Yuan's current conditions are far from reaching that level. Unless he can recover to his original life energy emperor stage, or break through his original emperor stage, that would be a different story.

The women were thrilled, their hearts filled with even greater infatuation for Lin Yuan. Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan, with their profound internal strength, were almost driven mad by the sound. If Lin Yuan hadn't been seriously injured and hadn't maintained his benevolence, none of the people present would have escaped. Sound waves are invisible and intangible, yet they penetrate everywhere. To be able to injure people with sound waves is terrifying in its power.

Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Although Lin Yuan had no intention of hurting anyone, Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan were already overwhelmed. This 'Heavenly Demon Soul-Destroying Melody' is a melody that requires the connection between mind and spirit; whatever the mind thinks, whatever the will goes, that is where the power lies. Used in duels between opposite sexes, its power is ten times greater than when used against men. Because Lin Yuan was a handsome man, Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan naturally harbored no romantic feelings for him. However, his mind and emotions were extremely unstable, and Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan's emotions also fluctuated wildly. Lin Yuan sometimes thought of his passionate love affair with the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue; sometimes of their bloody battles; sometimes of the uncertain future, feeling lost and confused; sometimes of ruling the world, looking down upon all beings, feeling supreme.

Although Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan tried their best to control their minds, they were still involuntarily disturbed by Lin Yuan's music. Their faces constantly displayed expressions of joy, sorrow, worry, and anger, following Lin Yuan's emotions.

"Hiss, bang..."

A soft sound of a string breaking rang out, and all the strings of the zither in front of Lin Yuan snapped.

As if falling from the heavens to the mortal world, the women were momentarily stunned and bewildered. Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan relaxed, letting out a soft sigh. They looked up and saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing in the center of the hall, her face filled with murderous intent. Her face was frosty, coldly surveying the crowd. Her jade-like face was beautiful, exuding an innate domineering aura. Her slender figure gave off an ethereal feeling, like a celestial being descended to earth. Surrounded by women, she possessed an air of superiority, an aura of absolute power.

The women gradually recovered from their initial shock, immediately recognizing this suddenly appearing, domineering beauty. Almost everyone

from the Inviting Moon Palace Master

knew her identity from the first glance. Rumors circulated that the Inviting Moon Palace Master had mastered the Bright Jade Divine Art, a technique that emphasized ruthlessness and a heart as cold as ice. She herself appeared like a block of ice that had never melted, radiating intense coldness from head to toe. She was an invincible, peerless powerhouse. The moment Xingxing saw her, all her arrogance vanished. Perhaps only the Palace Master and the Young Palace Master were her match. Even Yan Nantian, who prided himself on being the world's number one swordsman, might not be her equal. Xingxing finally lowered her proud head before her.

She couldn't help but feel ashamed of the boast she had made to Lin Yuan. No one dared to be presumptuous in front of Palace Master Yaoyue. Only now did she realize how terrifying Palace Master Yaoyue's strength truly was. However, if Palace Master Yaoyue were to take action to kill Lin Yuan, she would protect him even at the cost of her own life. Xingxing made a silent decision. She looked at Lin Yuan with deep affection, only to find that Lin Yuan, facing Palace Master Yaoyue, showed no fear, casually plucking the strings of his zither. He seemed not to see Palace Master Yaoyue's presence, as if she didn't exist at all. Although the women were afraid, each of them was even more anxious about Lin Yuan's safety. Seeing his expression, the women all thought he had been terrified. In an instant, each of them made the same decision, a decision that coincided with Xingxing's.

Lin Yuan remained nonchalant, yet the reactions of everyone present were clearly imprinted in his mind. Only Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan shared his composure, fearless and nonchalant.

The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue coldly observed the women, failing to recognize the man she so desperately sought, and felt deeply disappointed. She focused her mind, straining her hearing throughout the entire ship, but still couldn't detect a trace of familiarity. In an instant, she lowered her head in anguish, two streams of tears silently sliding down her smooth, jade-like face.

Little did she know that after Lin Yuan disguised himself as a woman, not only had his demeanor drastically changed, but even his original masculine aura had vanished. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue possessed unparalleled skill; she hadn't witnessed the technology of later generations, so how could she have imagined that the stunning beauty standing before her was the heartless man she so desperately sought?

Although she was furious at Lin Yuan's indifference, after her emotions subsided, she couldn't help but regret her recklessness. Had she really killed him? Killed him? Palace Mistress Yaoyue screamed inwardly as she raced after him at breakneck speed. She had secretly made up her mind: if she found him, no matter what he asked of her, no matter how he treated her, she would never leave his side again, but stay by his side forever. Sometimes she thought of how Jiang Feng had died before her eyes, her heart filled with regret; sometimes she thought of her furious palm strike, the severe injury Lin Yuan would suffer, her heart filled with sorrow.

Was she truly destined to be like a block of ice, refusing to melt? Was she truly destined to live a life of loneliness and despair, growing old alone? No, no, I cannot accept this. Palace Mistress Yaoyue denied it again and again. Only she could truly understand the pain behind her inner screams, but alas, at this moment, no one could offer her any help.

From the moment she realized she truly loved Lin Yuan, she had completely lost her former coldness and indifference. She was surprised by her transformation, yet it also felt natural. After all, humans possess seven emotions and six desires; even a ruthless witch could not escape the law of love. Even the longest ice will eventually melt; the reason it hasn't melted is because it hasn't yet encountered a blazing sun strong enough to melt it.

The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue followed the river downstream, searching for the faint scent of Lin Yuan's blood mingling with the water. When the scent disappeared before the large ship, she was completely lost, and in an instant, she felt utterly devastated. Had he truly met with misfortune? She secretly grieved and regretted not noticing Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan sitting quietly nearby. "

If he's truly gone, I swear I will make everyone on this ship pay with their lives." A surge of hatred welled up in the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue's heart. She slowly raised her head, her jade-like face radiating a murderous aura, her beautiful eyes overflowing with killing intent. The women who met her icy gaze involuntarily shivered.

"Have you seen a young man, severely injured, his white robes stained with blood? His name is Tianyan Emperor,"

the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue said slowly, each word deliberate. She coldly surveyed the women, her killing intent surging, yet her beautiful eyes still held a glimmer of hope.

The women, hearing her words, understood their meaning. Their lives hung in the balance with that one reply. Without a word, they all shook their heads.

The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, all hope gone. She struggled to maintain her trembling body, broken by grief, and coldly stared at them, uttering each word with hatred, "You can all die now. Go and join him, my husband. Rest in peace. I didn't mean it. I hope you won't blame your wife for her ruthlessness on your journey to the underworld."

The words had barely left her lips when a powerful palm strike, carrying the force of an overturned tidal wave, slammed down towards Xingxing. Although the women were already on guard, the Moon Palace Master's palm strike was simply too domineering. She didn't need to leap; with just one palm strike, the unique chilling energy of the Mingyu Divine Skill almost froze everything around her. Xingxing had no time to react; the chilling energy had already reached her. She felt as if her blood had instantly frozen, and she couldn't muster a single trace of internal energy. The girls beside her, whose internal energy was slightly weaker, were actually stunned unconscious by the overwhelming power of this palm strike. "

It's over, young master. We'll meet again in the next life," Xingxing cried out in despair, closing her beautiful eyes and offering her neck for death. The power of the Moon Palace Master's palm strike was enough to shatter this large ship; if it had struck Xingxing's delicate body, she would have been dead. Lin Yuan watched her every move, wanting to help, but the last vestiges of his energy vanished completely, leaving him unable to move under the intense pressure of the Palace Mistress's murderous aura.

Yan Nantian also closely observed her movements. Seeing her suddenly attack, Yan Nantian leaped up, unleashing a powerful palm strike from mid-air. Lu Zhongyuan swiftly flashed to Xingxing's side, his movements fluid and seamless—a series of actions—lifting, embracing, and holding her. Xingxing felt her body lighten, and she was already beside Lin Yuan. She opened her beautiful eyes in surprise, just in time to see Lu Zhongyuan smiling at her, his eyes full of encouragement and approval. She nodded, giving him a grateful look, and then tightly embraced Lin Yuan. Even with her life hanging by a thread, she did not forget to wholeheartedly protect this stranger she had fallen deeply in love with. Suddenly, a

strange change occurred: a powerful palm strike was directed at the Palace Mistress. With a loud "bang," Palace Mistress Yaoyue and Yan Nantian clashed head-on. The Wedding Dress Divine Skill was a peerless technique comparable to the Bright Jade Divine Skill. Their skill levels were vastly different, both at the peak of their abilities. This powerful clash unleashed a strong shockwave, forcing the women to retreat to either side of the hall, yet they were still knocked to the ground by the force of the attack.

"Yan Nantian, it's you—" Palace Mistress Yaoyue only then realized that the one who had stopped her was none other than Yan Nantian, whom she hated to the core. New and old grudges surged into her heart. Her eyes burned with hatred, and Jiang Feng's image replayed in her mind.

If it weren't for Yan Nantian's intervention and persuasion years ago, perhaps Jiang Feng wouldn't have left her. Palace Mistress Yaoyue directed all her dissatisfaction and anger at Yan Nantian. Recalling the past, her hatred for him intensified.

"Yan Nantian, I will kill you!" Palace Mistress Yaoyue roared, her lithe figure closing in. Her Mingyu Divine Skill was pushed to its limit; her jade-like hands instantly became as white as jade, her body radiating a faint white light, and her jade-like face almost transparent, even the veins on her face were clearly visible. A flurry of palm strikes erupted in the ship's hall, a chilling aura spreading, a surge of cold energy, the air almost still. Tiny drops of ice materialized—the vapor rising from the Huan River condensed by the intense cold of the Mingyu Divine Skill. Xingxing had already helped Lin Yuan retreat to the outside of the ship, the other women following closely behind. Although they were several feet away from Palace Mistress Yaoyue, they could still clearly feel the chill penetrating their bodies. Lu Zhongyuan wanted to help, but his strength was far inferior to Yan Nantian's; he had the will to help but could not take any concrete action. Before he even got close, the chilling aura froze his body. Although he could still fight with difficulty, his agility was greatly hampered, causing Yan Nantian to be distracted.

The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue Palace was relentless, unleashing a barrage of powerful attacks. The chilling aura surged and raged, each palm strike more ferocious than the last. Although Yan Nantian's Wedding Dress Divine Skill had reached its peak, making him nearly as strong as the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue Palace, he had already been severely injured by Lin Yuan in Handan due to carelessness. Coupled with the need to care for Lu Zhongyuan and the group of Piaohua Palace girls, he was overwhelmed and unable to attend to everything, enduring several heavy blows from the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue Palace with his bare body.

Blood slowly seeped from his mouth, yet he continued to fight relentlessly. Even the cold-blooded Lin Yuan was deeply distressed by the sight, and Lu Zhongyuan could no longer contain his worry. He roared, snatched a sword, and swung it rapidly, creating several sword flowers and three layers of sword waves. He and the sword instantly merged into one, like an arrow released from a bow, shooting towards Palace Master Yaoyue with intense killing intent.

"Overestimating yourself!" Palace Master Yaoyue sneered, her delicate body leaping into the air with lightning speed. Before her afterimage had even disappeared, she had already struck Lu Zhongyuan in the back with a palm strike.

"Pfft!"

Lu Zhongyuan coughed up blood, falling like a broken kite to the middle of the river by Palace Master Yaoyue's powerful palm strike.

"Zhongyuan!" Yan Nantian's eyes widened in fury. He roared to the sky, and a surge of overwhelming internal energy instantly erupted. Palace Master Yaoyue was caught off guard and was forced back three zhang (approximately 10 meters) by him.

"Too late to resist now?" Palace Master Yaoyue was slightly surprised, then sneered indifferently. She followed with a clear whistle, her cold voice like ice, forcefully suppressing Yan Nantian's powerful voice, as if freezing a vast expanse of land. Although Yan Nantian was brave, he was ultimately too badly injured, his inner strength insufficient to support him. His momentary strength was simply not enough to reverse the defeat.

Yan Nantian ignored her. He gritted his teeth, instantly raising his entire body's power to its limit, a faint crimson light shooting from his sickly face.

A strong aura spread behind him, the air gradually forming a vortex that expanded outwards. An incomparably powerful force instantly cracked the ship's main hall, the cracks slowly extending outwards. Palace Master Yaoyue casually slapped her hand, and a powerful force seized the opportunity to strike the crack beneath Yan Nantian's feet, causing the entire ship to shatter into pieces. Everyone fell into the water.

Xingxing and the other girls hurriedly swam closely around Lin Yuan towards the shore. At Lin Yuan's signal, two girls reluctantly swam to Lu Zhongyuan's side and dragged the unconscious man ashore.

As the large ship sank, Yan Nantian, preoccupied with Lu Zhongyuan, momentarily lost focus. In a duel between experts, a moment's lapse can decide victory or defeat. Taking advantage of the situation, the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue pressed forward, delivering a powerful palm strike to his chest.

Despite the sudden change, Yan Nantian remained calm.

Chapter 18: A Thousand Illusions .

His figure plummeted, disappearing into the river. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue unleashed a palm strike from mid-air, the icy force penetrating the river's heart. A column of water shot into the sky, water droplets freezing and falling, instantly freezing the river surface within a hundred feet. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue landed lightly on the river surface, a whirlpool over ten feet in diameter drawing the water upwards, forming a solid, unyielding column of water that supported her delicate body.

The women exchanged horrified glances, and Lin Yuan was secretly alarmed as well. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue, having reached the pinnacle of internal energy cultivation, not only didn't unleash her power outwards, but instead channeled it inwards. Anything that touched her was drawn to her like a magnet. No wonder her power didn't weaken during her desperate fight with Yan Nantian; in fact, it seemed to increase with each use. Like a swimmer encountering a whirlpool, her internal energy had formed a vortex, drawing in anything that touched her.

Lin Yuan, recalling the past, secretly felt fortunate. If he hadn't used his unparalleled beauty to bewitch the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue, he would have been utterly defeated by her using only brute force. Even in his fully recovered state as a Sky Awakener, let alone with his severe injuries, Lin Yuan might not have been a match for her. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue wasn't the strongest in the chaotic spacetime; he couldn't even defeat her, so his defeat at the hands of Dugu Qiubai wasn't entirely unjust.

Lin Yuan sighed inwardly, gritting his teeth in resentment. He was determined to break through to the Sky Awakener stage as quickly as possible. Otherwise, if he encountered other powerful experts again, he would only be able to flee for his life. This kind of blow was simply unbearable for the proud Lin Yuan. Fortunately, what he possessed was not just internal energy accumulated over the years through painstaking cultivation, but cluster energy continuously generated after his body's super evolution. Therefore, he didn't need to worry about the connection between time and internal energy; super evolution could be achieved in the shortest time through external training. However, the Sky Awakener stage was the biggest bottleneck for super-evolvers. At this stage, the cluster energy points within a super-evolved expert's body had materialized and condensed into cluster cores, just one step away from a breakthrough. But this one step was something that the gifted might achieve in three to five years, the slower ones might barely reach it even after decades of arduous training, and some of the average talents might only stagnate even after exhausting their entire lives. Even worse, some suffered the destruction of their cluster cores, their bodies rapidly degenerating, and they were on the verge of death. Lin Yuanchu has just entered the Sky Awakener stage, and the cluster core has not yet formed. To want to take it a step further is nothing short of a fool's dream and wishful thinking.

If those who awaken in the sky make another breakthrough, their cluster energy can be transformed into a new form of energy—the life energy that super-evolvers dream of. Legend has it that obtaining life energy allows one to infinitely extend their life by absorbing life energy from the outside world. Although during the era when the Lin family dominated the universe, only a few could break free from the Lin family's energy assistance and control, reaching that legendary realm solely through their own energy, it still couldn't stop the relentless wave of cultivation by super-evolvers.

As Lin Yuan was lost in thought, a loud bang rang out, and Yan Nantian burst through the ice, unleashing a powerful palm strike towards the proud Moon Invitation Palace Master standing atop the wave pillar. Ice shattered on the river surface, and the powerful palm strike, carrying a water column as thick as a bucket, resembled a tangible sword, its power terrifying as it pierced through the air.

Judging from the sheer power of that palm strike, one could tell that Yan Nantian had completely mastered the control of his internal energy. Not a trace of his power would leak out unless he was about to unleash it. It was unexpected that his internal energy had become one with him, unshakeable by any external force. This was also why even though Palace Master Yaoyue had cultivated the 'Mingyu Gong' to its peak, she was powerless against him. If he hadn't been careless and injured by Lin Yuan's sword, and hadn't been distracted by caring for others, Palace Master Yaoyue wouldn't have been able to inflict such serious damage on him so easily.

However, his defeat was still inevitable. Lin Yuan gazed intently at Yan Nantian's trembling body as he leaped into the air, and sighed inwardly. Palace Mistress Yaoyue smiled coldly. With a casual wave of her hand, a surge of icy energy spread, piercing through a pillar. A pillar as thick as a bucket crashed into the river, splashing water and scattering ice shards everywhere. A series of loud bangs echoed through the air. Yan Nantian groaned. He had met Palace Mistress Yaoyue's palm strike head-on, but the icy energy shattered his weak protective qi. The chill seeped in, and Yan Nantian could no longer hold on. Blood trickled from his lips, his face turned ashen, yet he remained standing on the river, teetering on the verge of collapse.

Palace Mistress Yaoyue's jade-like face revealed a cruel, gratifying smile.

"Yan Nantian, go and have another word of brotherhood with your sworn brother," she sneered. A pillar of water carried her delicate body as it cleaved through the waves. With a slight raise of her slender hand, her beautiful figure was like the Grim Reaper descending upon the world, bringing with it an immense aura of death. A powerful blast of icy energy shot towards Yan Nantian.

Enough, enough. Yan Nantian struggled weakly for a moment, then looked at the jade-like face of the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue, who was so close to him, and closed his eyes, offering his neck to die.

"Hero Yan is a distinguished guest of Piaohua Palace, and no one is allowed to harm him. Your Excellency, you are too arrogant."

A clear and gentle voice, filled with chilling killing intent, pierced through the air. A sudden change occurred in the scene. Lin Yuan couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice. The goddesses were greatly excited, and Xingxing shouted happily, "It's the young palace mistress! Miss is back! Young master, we are saved!"

Seven figures appeared out of nowhere in front of the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue. A gentle force dispelled the cold energy of the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue and quickly carried Yan Nantian's body to the shore, where two girls in white rushed forward to catch him.

"Uh, Phantom Thousand Changes, you must be Ouyang Yu, the daughter of the Phantom Fairy."

Palace Mistress Yaoyue let out a soft "uh." Yan Nantian vanished from sight, and a soft yet forceful energy assaulted her. Palace Mistress Yaoyue nonchalantly struck out with her palm, unleashing a torrent of icy energy that sent shards of ice flying everywhere. The domineering force shattered the seven figures.

"You recognize my mother."

A graceful girl in purple was knocked back three steps by the icy energy before regaining her balance and standing lightly before Palace Mistress Yaoyue. Her tone was slightly surprised, and she looked at Palace Mistress Yaoyue with great astonishment.

Lin Yuan gazed at her intently. She was veiled, obscuring her beautiful face above her lips, but even the exposed chin was enough to confirm that she was a rare beauty. This woman was quite tall, possessing a proud and aloof air, her figure slender and graceful, her beauty beyond description. What was particularly striking was the faint smile at the corner of her lips, adding to her mysterious beauty.

"A thousand illusions, unparalleled in the martial world; seven transformations in one body, mastered to perfection; forty-nine transformations in total, afterimages that bewitch the mind, all capable of injuring. While the Floating Flower Palace may be mysterious, it is utterly insignificant in my eyes. Little girl, if you want to save Yan Nantian, you should call your mother. You are too inexperienced before me, utterly vulnerable. I don't want to harm you, nor do I want to take advantage of you, lest word spread that I am abusing my seniority, bullying a junior with my seniority." The Palace Master of the Inviting Moon Palace smiled coldly, speaking calmly.

"You, who are you?" Ouyang Yu asked, surprised and uncertain.

The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue sneered, "Little girl, you are not qualified to question me."

"Miss, she is the number one female demon in the world, the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue! You must be careful!" Seeing Ouyang Yu's setback, the women's hearts leaped into their throats

, with Xingxing anxiously shouting. "You are the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue." Upon hearing this, Ouyang Yu gasped. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue was renowned throughout the chaotic martial world. Even though her mother was famous throughout the land, possessing unparalleled martial arts skills, she dared not underestimate the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue. After all, in this chaotic world of overlapping dynasties and countless peerless masters, no one dared to easily challenge the authority of another. They were all unparalleled masters from their respective eras and dynasties, their fame hard-won through countless battles. She

truly had no right to be presumptuous before the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue. After confirming the other's identity, Ouyang Yu's previous arrogance vanished.

"I don't know why you insist on killing Master Yan, Senior. I am unworthy, but may I humbly beg you to show mercy?" Ouyang Yu asked cautiously. As soon as the words left her mouth, she immediately realized her foolish mistake. How could anyone persuade the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue? Moreover, her feud with Yan Nantian was known throughout the martial world. Compared to her, she was inferior in reputation, strength, and status. What right did she have to plead with her?

Sure enough, the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue sneered, looking indifferently at everyone, and said, "Considering you called me 'Senior,' I can spare your life. However, they are certain to die."

"Senior, one shouldn't go too far. I have repeatedly yielded. Even if you are the best in the world, you don't need to bully others like this," Ouyang Yu said in a deep voice, suppressing her anger.

"No one can change my decisions, not even your mother's appearance. Little girl, you'd better leave quickly, or you'll regret it if I change my mind," Palace Master Yaoyue said indifferently. "

Since that's the case, this junior is willing to learn from your unparalleled 'Mingyu Divine Skill,' and hopes you will enlighten me," Ouyang Yu said coldly, seeing that persuasion was hopeless. "

Little girl, you overestimate yourself. Since you want to die, then I will grant your wish," Palace Master Yaoyue said indifferently. A powerful and domineering aura emanated from her body, and a chilling aura swept across the sky, freezing the river surface a hundred feet deep once more. Ouyang Yu felt a tightness in her chest; she could hardly breathe in front of Palace Master Yaoyue. Only now did she realize that she had underestimated Palace Master Yaoyue's strength. Before this unfathomable martial arts senior, she had absolutely no chance of winning.
Chapter 19 of November 4th, Dongfang Bubai

: "Who claims to be the best in the world? Heh, I never imagined that after decades of chaos in the martial world, without any martial arts competition, some nobodies would jump out and act so arrogantly."

Amidst the tense atmosphere, a delicate and unusually sweet voice drifted over from afar. Everyone looked at each other blankly. The next moment, a bewitching woman draped in a long red veil appeared on the river. Her long, black hair cascaded to her feet, her beautiful eyes were full of affection, her lips were slightly upturned, and her gaze was captivating. An indescribable allure emanated from her. Her eyebrows were high and arched, with two bold red lines painted on her eyelids. The long veil she wore was so alluring that it was almost blinding, and her infinitely beautiful curves inspired endless fantasies. She smiled seductively at everyone, her bewitching eyes flashing when she saw Lin Yuan, before stopping in front of the Palace Master of Yaoyue Palace, Ouyang Yu.

Such speed. Everyone was secretly alarmed. The moment Lin Yuan saw the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue, a thought instinctively popped into his head: Dongfang Bubai.

Indeed, the alluring woman in the room was Dongfang Bubai.

The experiment of the illusory plan caused him to fall deeply in love with Ye Yuchangsheng, but he later had all his power drained by him, leading to his death. In a chaotic spacetime, with rampant energy flows and disordered history, time reversal awakened him once more. Born a second life, the chaotic spacetime inexplicably resurrected him in the body of a recently deceased stranger. Inheriting the power of both lives, he could no longer be considered a man; being a woman made him yearn for his awakening to be real. Overjoyed, her ambition rekindled, and she sought to once again dominate the martial arts world.

She traveled the martial arts world, learning that Ye Yuchangsheng's power had reached its peak, and that several peerless masters had emerged in the chaotic spacetime, with Dugu Qiubai being the most prominent. This further fueled her competitive spirit. Unfortunately, although she traveled throughout the land and subdued countless masters from the chaotic spacetime, the truly powerful figures in the chaotic martial arts world avoided her.

Those in the martial arts world who had experienced the illusory plan were terrified of this madman. Dugu Qiubai, who had no desire to dominate the world and was solely focused on proving the way of martial arts, naturally avoided this later-generation master. Dongfang Bubai, however, relentlessly pursued him, determined to defeat Dugu Qiubai and become the true legend of the chaotic martial arts world—the real Dongfang Bubai.

Lin Yuan caused chaos in Handan, and Dugu Qiubai appeared to stop him. Dongfang Bubai rushed to the scene, but Dugu Qiubai had already vanished. Unwilling to lose her chance, she tried to investigate, but overheard a conversation between Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan in Handan. She vaguely guessed that the mastermind behind the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, the decisive battle at the Forbidden City, and the struggle for the supreme martial arts title, was definitely related to Yelü Changsheng. At that time, the universally acknowledged sage of the martial arts world, the All-Knowing Scholar of Jianghu, would surely re-plan the weapon rankings—a method of strength ranking that martial arts practitioners had long dreamed of, and a major event of great interest to all the powerful figures in the chaotic martial arts world.

Fueled by both old and new grudges, she harbored a deep hatred for Yelü Changsheng. She resolved to seize the opportunity of the Mount Hua Sword Tournament to utterly defeat Dugu Qiubai and subdue Yelü Changsheng. Just as she was about to turn away, Palace Master Yaoyue and Palace Master Lianxing appeared, tracking Lin Yuan. This piqued her curiosity about this rising star of the martial arts world, who could barely hold his own against Dugu Qiubai, so she secretly followed him.

She witnessed the battle on the river and guessed that Lin Yuan was disguised as a woman. While Palace Master Yaoyue's 'Mingyu Divine Skill' intrigued her, she didn't take it seriously. After all, she was one of the few peerless figures in the chaotic timeline, her reputation rivaling that of Dugu Qiubai and Yelü Changsheng. Although Palace Master Yaoyue held a higher seniority in the martial arts world, she dared not be arrogant in her presence. Ouyang Yu appeared and stopped Palace Master Yaoyue's massacre, igniting her curiosity about the mysterious martial art of Thousand Transformations. Ouyang Yu's movements were wondrous, but she hadn't grasped its true essence. She was even more eager to experience the martial arts of the Phantom Fairy. Now that Ouyang Yu had appeared in the martial world, she would definitely participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament on the fifteenth of August. The Phantom Fairy doted on her only daughter, and when masters from all sides gathered, the Phantom Fairy would surely appear to protect her beloved daughter. Thinking of this reclusive martial arts master, Dongfang Bubai couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. Rumors circulated that the Phantom Fairy's strength might even surpass that of Dugu Qiubai, but she had always refused to venture into the martial world, making her legend even more enigmatic and captivating than Dugu Qiubai's.

Dongfang Bubai feared that Ouyang Yu might be no match for the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue, thus cutting off the trail to the Phantom Fairy, and therefore revealed herself to meet her. At the same time, she had already set her sights on Lin Yuan.

Dongfang Bubai!

A name that resonated throughout the martial world, a legendary figure who left behind endless fantasies for posterity! No one dared to question her strength, nor did anyone dare to be presumptuous before her.

Her appearance was always a highlight!

The first thought of the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue upon facing her was not to fight, but to retreat. Dongfang Bubai held a handkerchief in her left hand and a red-tethered embroidery needle in her right, smiling radiantly as she sewed, ignoring the terrified gazes of the crowd.

The embroidery needle was Dongfang Bubai's signature, her signature weapon that struck fear into the hearts of martial arts masters. In her hands, the small embroidery needle moved with divine skill, like the Grim Reaper himself, causing the entire martial world to tremble. Dongfang Bubai truly lived up to her reputation as a peerless genius.

The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue, arrogant and renowned throughout the martial world, couldn't help but suppress her pride in the face of this almost mythical figure. She warily eyed the alluring woman before her, pushing her internal energy to its limit. The whirlpool beneath her feet widened, the water column thickened, and gusts of wind gradually formed eddies behind her, further accentuating her ethereal beauty as she glided across the waves.

"Hehe, Palace Mistress Yaoyue, you don't need to be so nervous. My appearance is not meant to harm you. On the contrary, I would very much like to recognize you as my elder sister. I wonder if I am fortunate enough to have such an honor?" Dongfang Bubai looked at Palace Mistress Yaoyue with a smile and spoke softly. That smile, radiating infinite charm, made Yan Nantian dizzy and infatuated. Even though his will was as hard as ice, he could not resist her alluring charm that penetrated to the bone. Lin Yuan was slightly surprised, but then his heart was as still as water. In terms of seductive power, Dongfang Bubai was far from reaching his level. After all, he possessed a cluster of seductive energy within him that could easily make people lose their way. Looking at the world, who could resist it?

Palace Mistress Yaoyue looked at her coldly and did not answer. Her beautiful eyes were icy, revealing an arrogant attitude of becoming stronger when faced with a strong opponent.

"Sister, relax a bit. Being stressed all the time ages you quickly. Look, this ice makes you look even more cold and heartless. It makes me uncomfortable. Let me break it for you," Dongfang Bubai said sweetly, ignoring whether the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue agreed and directly addressing herself as the younger sister. The crowd, hearing her seductive words, inwardly groaned. Dongfang

Bubai ignored their reactions, smiling radiantly as she casually flicked her embroidery needle. A red thread pierced the hundred-foot-long ice floe on the river. The Palace Mistress of Yaoyue's jade-like face darkened with suspicion, but she didn't intervene. Dongfang Bubai smiled gently, lifting her right hand, and the hundred-foot-long ice floe rose up, pressing down on the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue with the force of Mount Tai. Ouyang Yu stood between the two, watching the oncoming ice, her heart filled with fear. Under their powerful pressure, she felt her limbs go weak, unable to muster even a trace of internal energy. With the solid ice so close, she had completely given up resisting. Dongfang Bubai smiled calmly, her left hand swiftly grabbing, an irresistible force instantly pulling Ouyang Yu to her side. Without even looking, she casually tossed Ouyang Yu away, sending her hurtling towards the shore like lightning. The women were shocked and were about to desperately rush to meet her when Ouyang Yu suddenly slowed down. With a flip, she stood gracefully before them. The bamboo hat she wore to shield her from the sun had shattered with Dongfang Bubai's simple action, her veil falling away in the wind, revealing a flawless, exquisite face filled with terror. "

What a stunning beauty," Lin Yuan thought to himself.

On the river, the solid ice still pressed down on the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue with a terrifying aura. She snorted coldly, her hands flashing out, and two jets of water shot skyward, their chilling force surging. The water jets, upon reaching the solid ice, solidified into two long, icy swords that pierced through the ice and shot towards Dongfang Bubai. The hundred-foot-long ice wall, though pierced with two large holes, remained standing, still pressing down on Palace Master Yaoyue.

Palace Master Yaoyue was slightly startled. The icy swords, imbued with her profound inner strength, couldn't shatter the ice wall. This demonstrated just how astonishing Dongfang Bubai's power was. She hadn't expected that with a small embroidery needle, she could concentrate her profound inner strength and distribute it effectively around the hundred-foot-long ice wall. Although Palace Master Yaoyue's swords pierced the ice, they couldn't shatter it instantly.

She dared not engage Dongfang Bubai in a direct confrontation, and concerned for Lin Yuan's safety, she dared not linger any longer. A thought of retreat had already taken root in her mind. With a sudden leap, a blur of motion, she had already crossed the ice wall, floating lightly a thousand feet away. A column of water abruptly rose, just in time to support her. She moved her hands rapidly, and countless ice crystals surged from the river's surface, streaking across the water like a meteor shower, shooting towards Dongfang Bubai.

"Hehe, is sister in such a hurry to leave?" Dongfang Bubai chuckled. The thousands of ice crystals, upon reaching her, were unable to advance any further. With a slight tremor of her right hand, a hundred-foot-long ice shard rose into the air, shooting towards the Palace Mistress of Yaoyue Palace. A red thread flashed, and with a flick of her embroidery needle, she condensed the countless ice crystals into an ice chain several feet long in an instant.

A hundred-foot-long block of ice pierced the river's surface. The Moon Palace Mistress lightly touched the ice wall with her delicate feet, and with a soft, crisp sound, the ice wall shattered. With a few leaps, the Moon Palace Mistress's graceful figure had already sped away into the distance.

"Ouyang Yu, I'll let you off the hook today, but don't overestimate yourself next time. Dongfang Bubai, if I didn't have urgent business to attend to, I would definitely fight you. After this matter is settled, Yaoyue will certainly pay you a visit."

Dongfang Bubai smiled slightly, and said softly, "Sister Yaoyue, on the fifteenth of August, the night of the full moon, I will be waiting for your arrival at the summit of Mount Hua. I hope you won't break your promise."

As she spoke, the ice crystal in her hand flashed through the sky like lightning, chasing after Palace Master Yaoyue.

"Thank you for your gift. Yaoyue will repay you a hundredfold in the future." Palace Master Yaoyue's voice carried far away. Everyone looked at each other in astonishment. They hadn't expected that even after Palace Master Yaoyue had gone far away, Dongfang Bubai's ice crystal could match her speed. Her skill could only be described as unfathomable.

Chapter 20 Peerless Figure

"Sister..." Palace Mistress Lianxing arrived just in time, only to encounter Palace Mistress Yaoyue, who was retreating in defeat. Before she could speak, Palace Mistress Yaoyue grabbed her hand and sped away.

"Sister, what happened? Your hands are covered in cold sweat." After a long while, Palace Mistress Lianxing asked in confusion. Although she hated Palace Mistress Yaoyue for injuring Lin Yuan and intended not to speak to her again, their sisterly bond remained strong. Seeing Palace Mistress Yaoyue's panicked expression, she couldn't suppress her anxiety and asked.

"I encountered Dongfang Bubai," Palace Mistress Yaoyue said calmly.

"Ah, you encountered that madwoman? Sister, did she hurt you?" Palace Mistress Lianxing was shocked.

"No, her skill is truly unfathomable. If I weren't worried about him, I would have fought her." Palace Mistress Yaoyue pondered for a moment before speaking calmly.

"Oh, is there any news about him?" Palace Mistress Lianxing noticed her slightly unnatural expression, knowing her sister was extremely strong-willed and never showed weakness to anyone; this was merely a way for her to save face. She didn't point it out. As long as her sister was alright, she didn't care about anything else. What worried her was not knowing how Lin Yuan was doing. After holding back for a long time, she couldn't suppress her anxiety any longer and cautiously brought it up.

"You care about him a lot, don't you?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue glanced at her coldly and said.

"Don't you care about him?" Palace Mistress Lianxing met her gaze without fear and said calmly.

"Who is he to me? Why should I care about him?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue sneered.

"If you don't care about him, why are you in such a hurry to find him? You're not going to kill him again, are you?" Palace Mistress Lianxing said calmly.

"Nonsense, I'm not in a hurry to find him. I just want to kill him." Palace Mistress Yaoyue retorted coldly.

"I'm afraid even if he appeared before you, you wouldn't be able to bring yourself to do it. Sister, at this point, do you still want to hide it from me? He's already your husband, sister, can you really do it?" Palace Mistress Lianxing said calmly.

"How do you know?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue said coldly, realizing her mistake immediately. Her face turned cold, and she rebuked, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Sister, your virginity mark is gone, that should be a fact, right?" Palace Mistress Lianxing said calmly.

"Uh..." Palace Mistress Yaoyue choked upon hearing this, a blush rising to her cheeks. After a long while, she said coldly, "Even if he's already my husband, so what? If I want to kill him, no one can stop me." "

Including me?" Palace Mistress Lianxing said calmly.

"That's right."

"So many years have passed, and your temper hasn't changed at all. Sister, there are some things I don't know whether I should say or not." Palace Mistress Lianxing pondered for a moment and said calmly.

"Are you trying to tell me that you've also fallen in love with him and will stop me from harming him no matter what?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue said without any surprise.

"Yes, I love him too. I will not let history repeat itself. In the past, I did not stop you from killing Jiang Feng, which became the greatest regret of my life. This time, no matter what, I will not let you hurt him again. Even if you kill me again, I will not regret my love for him," said Palace Mistress Lianxing calmly.

"You, you, sigh, sister, why do you have to do this?" Palace Mistress Yaoyue's anger surged upon hearing this. She was about to raise her hand to strike Palace Mistress Lianxing, but seeing her fearless eyes, she couldn't help but recall the past. After a long while, she sighed softly. There were too many loves and hates, too many heartbreaking events in that life. Now that she has been resurrected, could she really bring herself to hurt her again? So be it, so be it. Since the sisters cannot avoid loving the same person, why should she defy fate and let history repeat itself? Palace Mistress Yaoyue sighed inwardly. She casually hugged Palace Mistress Lianxing in her arms, gently stroking her cloud-like hair, her beautiful eyes filled with indescribable love and pity.

"Sister," Palace Master Lianxing felt the tenderness in her eyes and understood her feelings. In this embrace, the two sisters finally understood each other, their barriers disappearing.

"Senior Dongfang, what...what are you doing?" Ouyang Yu, seeing Dongfang Bubai approaching slowly, was flustered by her power and couldn't help but ask.

"Little girl, don't worry, I won't kill you. I still need you to find the Illusionary Fairy," Dongfang Bubai said with a faint smile, looking at Ouyang Yu's terrified face.

"You want to find my mother? What do you want?" Ouyang Yu asked in a trembling voice.

"Sigh, the younger generation these days can't handle a fright. Why are you so easily startled? I have no ill intentions. I just want to test my martial arts against your mother. What's so surprising about such a small matter?" Dongfang Bubai said with a faint smile.

"Oh, Senior Dongfang's martial arts are unparalleled. My mother has always been detached from worldly affairs; how could she possibly be your match? In my opinion, Senior, perhaps it's unnecessary," Ouyang Yu said with a forced smile.

"Little girl, don't you trust me?" Dongfang Bubai asked, noticing her unnatural expression.

"No, I'm just feeling a bit unwell. Please forgive my rudeness, Senior," Ouyang Yu replied with an awkward smile. "Spoiled

and pampered, Illusionary Fairy shouldn't have let you roam the martial world alone. Very well, since I've encountered you, I'll take good care of you for a while. Today is the first day of the eighth lunar month, and the fifteenth isn't far off. The Mount Hua Sword Tournament will be a gathering of masters. Your mother is a peerless expert; she certainly won't miss this grandest event in the history of the martial world. Little girl, why don't you accompany me to see the excitement?" Dongfang Bubai said with a faint smile.

“Senior, I am physically weak and it would be inconvenient for me to stay by your side. I think it's unnecessary,” Ouyang Yu said with a forced smile, her voice hoarse.

“Little girl, you have no choice. No one can change my decisions. Do you want to challenge my authority?” Dongfang Bubai’s face turned cold, his gaze slowly sweeping over the jade-like faces of the women. A powerful aura of dominance sent chills down their spines. If it weren’t for the sake of the Phantom Fairy, Dongfang Bubai would have already annihilated them all, and there would be no need to waste words with her.

Ouyang Yu understood the inside story, and she said helplessly, “This junior dares not.” In her heart, she couldn’t help but secretly pray that her mother would not appear on the night of the full moon during the Mount Hua Sword Tournament. Dongfang Bubai was simply a taboo peerless figure. In front of her, almost no one dared to challenge her authority. Although her mother was arrogant and looked down on the world, she was still far inferior to her. Dugu Qiubai is the undefeated, legendary supreme ruler of the chaotic martial world. From the invitations from Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan, she knew that Dugu Qiubai would accept the invitation. She only hoped that Dongfang Bubai could duel with Dugu Qiubai. That way, even if her mother appeared, Dongfang Bubai wouldn't have the energy to deal with her mother after her battle with Dugu Qiubai.

Dongfang Bubai, however, had no energy to pay attention to Ouyang Yu's thoughts; she set her sights on Lin Yuan.

"What...what are you doing?" Xingxing's attention had been focused on Lin Yuan until Dongfang Bubai arrived beside him, at which point she suddenly realized something was amiss. She wasn't as concerned about Ouyang Yu's safety; she knew that even if her mistress was injured, the old palace master would have her backing. Lin Yuan, on the other hand, was alone, and compared to Ouyang Yu, he worried her more. After all, Lin Yuan was the man she loved most in her life. No one could ignore the life or death of their beloved.

Ouyang Yu noticed Xingxing's unusual behavior for the first time and gave her a strange look, but didn't ask any questions.

"Little girl, you've fallen for him, hehe. But don't worry, I won't hurt him. Go back and tell your old palace master that on the fifteenth of August, Dongfang Bubai will be waiting for him at the summit of Mount Hua. At that time, I will return him to you." Dongfang Bubai said with a faint smile, her right hand flicking the red thread. An irresistible force sent Xingxing flying to the side, and the red thread coiled around Lin Yuan, pulling him close.

"Xingxing, are you alright?" Ouyang Yu asked with concern. She was about to step forward when Dongfang Bubai grabbed her hand, saying calmly, "As long as you obey, I won't harm them."

Ouyang Yu glared at her angrily, but dared not vent her anger. For the safety of the women, she could only stand aside, swallowing her anger.

"Yan Nantian, you're notoriously nosy, but today you're unusually quiet. I'll spare you, considering your injuries. This bottle contains my newly developed 'Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill.' If you and your friend Lu Zhongyuan want to attend the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, then take it. I hope to see your name on the weapon ranking list. Don't disappoint me." Dongfang Bubai glanced at Yan Nantian indifferently, and a delicate little bottle flew obliquely towards him. Yan

Nantian looked at her in confusion, not understanding why she was doing this. The bottle was almost upon him; he grabbed it in a daze, but Dongfang Bubai had already disappeared before his eyes, carrying Ouyang Yu and Lin Yuan.

"Yan Nantian, you don't need to doubt my intentions. I gave you this medicine not to bribe you, but because I didn't want the grand Mount Hua Sword Tournament to be too quiet. Whether you accept it or not, it's up to you."

Dongfang Bubai's voice carried from afar. Yan Nantian glanced at the still unconscious Lu Zhongyuan, gritted his teeth, opened the bottle, poured half of it into Lu Zhongyuan's mouth, and swallowed the rest.

"Senior Yan, aren't you afraid that Dongfang Bubai has ulterior motives?" Xingxing, having caught her breath, stood up from the ground and saw Yan Nantian swallow the medicine, and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Although Dongfang Bubai is a peerless demon, she always keeps her word. If she really had malicious intentions, she could have killed us with a single blow. Why bother with so many tricks? Besides, doing so wouldn't do her any good." Yan Nantian said with a wry smile.

Hearing this, the women were relieved. After a brief discussion, Xingxing decided to return to the palace for reinforcements. Yan Nantian and Lu Zhongyuan were seriously injured, so she arranged for over ten people to escort them. Lu Zhongyuan headed to Mount Hua, while she led the women away quickly.

Chapter 21: The Fragrance of the Thief King . Dai

County was a crucial border town in the Shanxi region and a vital strategic location on the Zhao Kingdom's border. Landlords like Dai County wouldn't destroy it even if foreign powers invaded, as they had to defend it. Otherwise, having just entered and seized the Central Plains, they would be attacked by other foreign powers from there in the future.

Dongfang Bubai, for reasons unknown, brought Ouyang Yu and Lin Yuan to this small town. "

Fragrance After Passing Through the Teeth

" was the name of a luxurious restaurant. Dongfang Bubai had been in Dai County for two days, sitting comfortably in a private room on the second floor of "Fragrance After Passing Through the Teeth," embroidering with ease. Lin Yuan was tossed aside like a worthless object. At first, she'd given him a cursory glance, but seeing he possessed no internal energy, she was greatly disappointed and paid him no further attention.

Ouyang Yu, on the other hand, fared much better. Although her internal energy was restrained by Dongfang Bubai, she was much freer, given a private room and free to move around as she pleased. Lin Yuan, however, wasn't so lucky. After two days of rest, although some of his internal energy had recovered, his severely injured body had greatly slowed its generation. In front of Dongfang Bubai, he dared not forcefully activate his internal energy, as he was an invisible celestial pet. If his four-colored internal energy were to circulate rapidly, its unique four-colored light would be released. At that point, trouble would be endless, and Dongfang Bubai would certainly not miss the opportunity to study him. What

he needed to do now was wait—wait for a chance to escape.

Two days had passed, and he had been unable to move for two days. Dongfang Bubai hadn't asked anyone to bring him food. He could only lie helplessly in the corner of the room, meditating with his eyes closed. His four-colored energy flowed slowly, silently healing his internal injuries. Some waiters came in, and although they didn't understand why such a beautiful woman was lying on the ground without eating or drinking, none dared to ask, intimidated by Dongfang Bubai's power.

Ouyang Yu felt sorry for him and came in several times, but each time she was driven away by Dongfang Bubai.

"Dongfang Bubai, one day I'll make you pay!" Lin Yuan thought to himself, his eyes closed, yet everything outside was clearly audible. He urged himself on, focusing even more on healing.

He couldn't wait any longer. His internal injuries had shown some improvement; he should have enough strength to escape. He made a silent decision: as soon as night fell and Dongfang Bubai went out to eat, he would seize the opportunity to escape.

Night fell as expected. Behind the calm night, unexpected changes often occur in the most unforeseen moments.

Tonight, Dongfang Bubai did not leave as Lin Yuan had expected. She sat there quietly, her serene expression suggesting she was waiting for someone, someone she expected to appear.

Ouyang Yu entered and sat quietly beside Lin Yuan, her jade-like face filled with worry. She didn't even glance at Lin Yuan; in her eyes, he was like a dead man, outwardly beautiful but inwardly rotten.

"Oh, such a beautiful woman, who could be so cruel as to destroy her?"

A clear, soft voice, filled with regret, rang out, and a white figure appeared like a ghost beside Lin Yuan.

"Hey, brother, you've got the wrong person. I'm not a woman, I'm a man." Lin Yuan, startled by the sound of the wind, knew the newcomer was a man, but he hadn't expected him to stop beside him. It seemed his feigned unconsciousness still had considerable allure.

Dongfang Bubai's charm was unparalleled; why didn't he go find her? Although Lin Yuan didn't understand why Dongfang Bubai had turned into a woman, he was still furious at the mysterious man's choice to target him.

"Handsome Chu, truly worthy of the name! Even after decades apart, your tender heart for women remains undiminished," Dongfang Bubai said softly, a smile playing on her lips as she glanced at the newcomer.

"You are the Handsome Chu Liuxiang?" Ouyang Yu exclaimed in surprise. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome face with a captivating smile, nodding slightly at her. Her heart skipped a beat, and a blush quickly spread across her cheeks.

Truly a man of unparalleled charm, his words and actions were so alluring. Ouyang Yu felt her heart race instantly, a complex and indescribable feeling filling her heart.

"You...who are you? How do you know my name?" The handsome man looked at Dongfang Bubai in astonishment, completely bewildered.

"Fragrant Master Chu leaves his fragrance everywhere, and his female admirers are as numerous as carp crossing a river. I am but a common woman, how could he possibly care about me? Back then, Su Rongrong, Li Hongxiu, and Song Tian'er were so devoted to you, yet you still abandoned them. Tell me, which woman in this world can hold your heart?" Dongfang Bubai said with a sweet laugh, but her words were full of cold mockery. Ever since she was tricked by Ye Yuchangsheng, she harbored a deep hatred for fickle men. Chu Liuxiang's reputation for being a charming and amorous man spread throughout the martial arts world, naturally making him one of the most hated figures in her eyes. The reason she came to Dai County this time was to wait for Chu Liuxiang's appearance.

It was Chu Liuxiang's bad luck. Ever since his illusory plan disrupted the martial world, he felt his strength was insufficient to dominate it and originally intended to live in seclusion, avoiding worldly affairs. Unexpectedly,

he encountered the forbidden figure, Dongfang Bubai, here today. This could only be blamed on his womanizing nature; after hearing the waiter's report, he couldn't resist his inner turmoil. He initially thought the other party was just a weak woman, but the moment he entered the room and met Dongfang Bubai face-to-face, he felt a deep sense of crisis from their mere glance. Dongfang Bubai's faintly visible aura of power made him feel unfathomable, especially since the other party had revealed his origins, while he knew nothing about the other party. Traveling the martial world without knowing the origins or strength of others is a very dangerous thing.

If Li Hongxiu were still by his side, that would be good. This was Chu Liuxiang's first thought upon seeing Dongfang Bubai. Although Dongfang Bubai was undeniably beautiful, in a moment of impending danger, how could she compare to a woman with a vast knowledge and a prodigious memory, who knew everything about the masters and martial arts of all schools and sects, and remembered their deeds and experiences perfectly? Alas, banishing Su Rongrong, Li Hongxiu, and Song Tian'er from his side was truly the greatest failure of his life. Chu Liuxiang sighed inwardly, his handsome face now devoid of the charming smile he once possessed when picking flowers and leaving fragrance.

Lin Yuan, hearing him speak, already knew who the owner of the "Fragrant Tea" restaurant was. Given Dongfang Bubai's personality, Chu Liuxiang's appearance would likely bring him no advantage. However, at this point, he didn't care about such things; as long as the two clashed and Dongfang Bubai was caught off guard, he would make his escape.

Dongfang Bubai smiled coldly, just as Lin Yuan had expected, and said indifferently, "We meet again, old friends, after two lifetimes. Since our love is gone, Chu Liuxiang, you'd better leave your life behind."

"We don't seem to know each other. Is it necessary to start fighting right away?" Chu Liuxiang asked疑惑地.

"I never ask why I do things, I only act on impulse. Xiang Shuai, perhaps I'm just too excited to see you," Dongfang Bubai smiled gently, her allure indescribably captivating. Chu Liuxiang felt a sudden flash of light before his eyes.

Oh no! A strong sense of crisis suddenly gripped his heart. Almost instinctively, he dodged to the left, a red line flashing before his eyes.

A crisp 'bang' rang out, the wall of the room shattered by the red line.

"Dongfang Bubai, you're Dongfang Bubai!"

Seeing Dongfang Bubai's signature weapon, Chu Liuxiang finally realized. Although he didn't understand why Dongfang Bubai had completely transformed into a woman, his first instinct in the face of danger was to flee far away. No one wanted to face Dongfang Bubai alone; this person couldn't be treated as a human being. While Ye Yuchangsheng was hateful in the illusory plan, he hadn't felt this fear in his presence. However, standing before Dongfang Bubai, he felt panic for the first time—the strongest panic he had ever felt in all his years since his debut.

"Indeed, it is I. What's wrong, Xiang Shuai? Are you afraid?" Dongfang

Bubai said softly with a smile. "What are you saying, Master Dongfang? We are so destined to meet again after two lifetimes. I'm overjoyed, how could I be afraid? Please sit for a moment, I'll prepare a banquet immediately, let's have a good get-together, what do you say?" Chu Liuxiang forced a smile. Without waiting for Dongfang Bubai's reply, he flashed away, disappearing into the void.

"Isn't Chu Liuxiang's way of treating guests a bit unreasonable?" Dongfang Bubai said with a faint smile. Her words were still ringing in her ears when she had already given chase. If it were any other expert, Dongfang Bubai wouldn't need to chase at all; her embroidery needles alone would be enough to kill the opponent within ten miles. However, today she was facing Chu Liuxiang, renowned for his lightness skill, so she naturally had to be careful. After all, in the chaotic world of martial arts, in terms of speed, apart from Ye Yuchangsheng, even if Dugu Qiubai appeared, he might not be able to catch up with him. Dongfang Bubai knew she might not be as good as Dugu Qiubai, so she wouldn't easily show off. Her pursuit, in turn, gave Lin Yuan a chance to escape.

Chapter 22 Escape and Unexpected Encounter

Ouyang Yu stared blankly in the direction Chu Liuxiang had disappeared, her expression extremely dejected.

"Feeling sorry for him? Then go after him." Just as she was feeling dejected, Lin Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly.

"Who feels sorry for him? What nonsense are you talking about?" She was startled and retorted. Seeing the beautiful woman, who hadn't eaten, drunk, or moved for two days, suddenly speak, a thought instinctively crossed her mind. She hadn't expected her eyes to be so captivating; if she were a man, wouldn't she be irresistible? A blush crept onto her face at this thought. Little did she know, the person struggling to stand before her was not a woman, but a genuine man.

"Whether it's nonsense or not, you know in your heart. Alright, if you want to leave, shut up. I don't have that much time to waste here. If you want to stay, sit here and wait." Lin Yuan checked his body, feeling that escape wasn't a problem. If Ouyang Yu hadn't pleaded for him during his two days of recovery, he wouldn't have had time to waste talking to her. After all, fleeing with someone while severely injured, facing pursuit from a master like Dongfang Bubai, would be far more dangerous.

"What? You want to run away? Do you think you can do it? Hmph, even if she hadn't sealed all my acupoints, I wouldn't dare to spout such nonsense. You're overestimating yourself... uh, you..." Upon hearing this, Ouyang Yu seemed to have heard a huge laugh, her face showing a mocking sneer.

Lin Yuan was furious upon hearing this. He hated being looked down upon for his abilities more than anything. Now, hearing Ouyang Yu's harsh words, his original intention not to take her away vanished instantly. To prove his ability, he no longer wanted to consider the consequences of a failed escape. Before Ouyang Yu could finish speaking, he instantly flew away. Ouyang Yu felt a slight breeze, and her body was already in Lin Yuan's arms. Afterimages disappeared from her sight at an unbelievable speed. Although Lin Yuan's body trembled slightly, it did not affect his speed at all.

Fast, it was simply indescribable. Experiencing Lin Yuan's lightning speed was Ouyang Yu's only thought as she lay in Lin Yuan's arms.

Who exactly is she? How can she possess such superb lightness skill and terrifying speed without a trace of internal energy? Even if Dongfang Bubai were to chase after her, he might not be able to catch up. Ouyang Yu stared at him in astonishment, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief. Chu Liuxiang prided himself on having the best lightness skill in the world, but even he would have to admit defeat compared to the woman before him. Ouyang Yu thought to herself in amazement.

Before she could finish her thought, Lin Yuan had already stopped.

"You can leave now,"

Lin Yuan said calmly.

"Where is this?" Ouyang Yu looked around blankly, only to see a large river stretching across her face. Looking into the distance, she saw an endless forest on the opposite bank, exuding a sinister and terrifying aura under the night sky.

"The Yellow River," Lin Yuan said coldly.

"What, the Yellow River?" Ouyang Yu was shocked to hear this. Is this even human speed? She looked at him with a doubtful and uncertain gaze, extremely skeptical of his words. West of Dai County lies Yanmen Pass, and it's still over two hundred li to the banks of the Yellow River. She'd only been thinking for a few moments when Lin Yuan claimed to have reached Yanmen Pass. Even Chu Liuxiang and Ye Yuchangsheng wouldn't dare boast such an incredible speed; how could she believe such a fantastical claim?

Lin Yuan didn't bother with her. He knew his own limitations; given his physical condition, such astonishing speed was impossible. However, to escape Dongfang Bubai's control, he had pushed his energy to its limit, his four-colored light streaking across the night like shooting stars, appearing and disappearing in an instant. Ouyang Yu, however, was too stunned by his performance to notice this anomaly; otherwise, she would have already considered Lin Yuan a celestial being.

Reaching the banks of the Yellow River, Lin Yuan's energy was almost completely depleted again. All he wanted now was a place to rest; he didn't want to waste any more time talking to Ouyang Yu. Just as he was about to cross the river, Ouyang Yu seemed to sense his impatience. She quickly grabbed Lin Yuan's hand and asked, "Who are you? Why did Dongfang Bubai capture you?"

Because Lin Yuan had kept a certain distance between them when he hugged her, Ouyang Yu didn't know that Lin Yuan was a man. Even now, she still mistook him for a woman. Lin Yuan didn't want to expose her; during this dangerous period of injury, any external concealment was a good form of protection for him.

However, Ouyang Yu's question almost drove him mad. What kind of time was

this to waste time talking nonsense? "Go ask Dongfang Bubai about that," Lin Yuan said coldly, his figure swiftly crossing the Yellow River and disappearing into the boundless forest in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, you bastard, you just left me like that! Humph, I'm so angry!" Ouyang Yu stomped her foot and yelled, but Lin Yuan was already far away.

She glared hatefully in the direction Lin Yuan had disappeared, and after a long while, she said angrily, "Don't let me run into you next time, or you'll regret it!"

Even so, escaping was still the most important thing. With all of Ouyang Yu's acupoints sealed, she had no choice but to find a place to hide. Fortunately, Dongfang Bubai didn't deliberately make things difficult for her. The internal energy restriction on her would automatically lift after forty-eight hours. Lin Yuan understood this and left with peace of mind; otherwise, he wouldn't have left her alone.

The world always has some special beings. Lin Yuan flew into the boundless primeval forest, where a beautiful girl in purple appeared before him. She was special in this world; her delicate and frail figure added an infinitely touching touch to the landscape.

Perfection often comes with imperfection.

The moment Lin Yuan saw her, his cold heart was instantly captivated, a faint pity slowly seeping into his icy heart. Although he didn't understand why he would encounter such a beautiful girl in such a desolate place, his eyes were deeply captivated by her. He stopped, quietly standing on a branch of a large tree, silently admiring the breathtaking scenery before him.

She seemed filled with sorrow, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, gazing silently eastward for a long time. In the darkness of the night, her delicate beauty was amplified.

"Where's my lewd fox? Where's my lewd fox?"

A piercing, ghostly howl tore through the night, carrying far and wide. The beautiful girl involuntarily shivered. Lin Yuan frowned, his displeasure rising, but seeing her trembling, helpless figure, his heart softened with pity. Though fleeting, it solidified Lin Yuan's resolve: no matter his injuries, he would intervene. Having such a beautiful girl accompany a pig-like figure was a terrible waste of time.

"Master, the lewd fox is here," the beautiful girl said, her face flushed, her voice soft and melodious, pleasing to the ear. Lin Yuan looked at her in confusion, unable to understand why she would debase herself like this. Was all this the work of the person about to appear?

"You bastard! Your master called you, and it took you so long to respond? Are you trying to kill me?" Amidst the piercing voice, a tall, naked young man emerged from behind a tree so large it would take two people to encircle it. He slapped her across the face; the beautiful young woman, clearly unskilled in martial arts, fell to the ground with a thud, five clear finger marks instantly appearing on her delicate face.

"It was my fault, Master, please forgive me!" The beautiful young woman scrambled to her feet, kneeling before him and clinging to his leg, trembling and pleading.

"Looks like I've spoiled you too much. I relaxed a little, and you've already disregarded me again. Hmph, quickly take off your clothes; I'm going to punish you properly." The tall young man kicked her to the ground, mercilessly stepping on her face, looking down at her coldly.

"Yes, Master." Tears welled in the beautiful young woman's eyes; she dared not resist, lying on the ground, her slender hands slowly beginning to undress.

"You haven't eaten? Why are you taking so long to undress?" the tall young man roared, kicking her in the stomach. The beautiful girl curled up in pain. Not satisfied, he kicked her again. Though her face was covered in cold sweat from the pain, she quickly sped up her undressing.

Watching this, Lin Yuan thought to himself, even if he were cold-blooded, he wouldn't be as heartless as this young man. If he were devoid of emotions, he would at least possess a sliver of pity. But compared to him, this young man was nothing but a beast, a beast devoid of any feelings.

Seeing such a beautiful and charming girl being cruelly tortured before his eyes, Lin Yuan could no longer contain his rage. He lightly stepped forward, rushing towards him like a whirlwind. A palm strike filled with fury descended from the air, exploding with a loud 'bang.' The tall young man screamed and fell far away.

Chapter 22 The Beautiful Girl

Lin Yuan hadn't expected her to be so easily defeated, and for a moment, he was stunned. It wasn't until the beautiful girl at his feet let out a weak groan that he came to his senses. He quickly bent down and picked her up, gently wiping the dust from her jade-like face with his right hand.

"Does it still hurt?" Lin Yuan asked softly, a rare hint of pity appearing in his usually cold eyes.

"Mmm," the beautiful girl nodded mechanically, seemingly oblivious to what she had suddenly discovered. Her beautiful eyes were lifeless, her body exposed, and she didn't even try to cover herself. Lin Yuan sighed softly, casually picking up her clothes from the ground and gently dressing her.

"You, who are you?" Feeling the gentle touch, the beautiful girl finally came to her senses. She looked around in fear, grabbing Lin Yuan's hand and exclaiming in alarm.

"I won't hurt you, and I'm not the one who will hurt you. Don't worry, I'll take you away from here," Lin Yuan said softly, looking at her delicate, helpless, frightened, and pitiful figure.

"Where's the master? You're not the master! Where did he go?" The beautiful girl seemed not to hear Lin Yuan's question. She continued to look around, her voice filled with fear.

"Don't mention that beast again. I won't let him hurt you again." Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan's face flashed with murderous intent. He gently embraced her delicate body and slowly walked towards the young man.

At this moment, the young man lay on the ground like a dead dog, twitching intermittently. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Yuan with resentment and venom.

"You brat, who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business? Hmph, you hurt me, and you won't get away with it either. My brothers will avenge me soon." The tall young man saw Lin Yuan gently embracing the beautiful girl as he approached, and he couldn't help but sneer.

"Oh, is that so? Who are your older brothers? Do they often do things like you, behaving like animals?" Lin Yuan smiled faintly and asked with interest.

"Insolence! My brothers are upright men, how could they do such a beastly thing? You brat, you dare to hurt me, just wait for your retribution!" the tall young man said hatefully.

"As long as I kill you, I'm afraid your brothers won't know, and then what will they use to seek revenge?" Lin Yuan said with a faint smile.

"Hmph, as long as you dare to kill me, the four space goddesses, Yaorao, Meiyan, Jiaomei, and Fengqing, will transmit all this information to my brothers. You brat, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will not escape death. Oh, I forgot to tell you, my brothers are all highly skilled. Even if you are someone like the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny, you will not be able to escape their pursuit. Hmph." the tall young man sneered.

Looking at his arrogant face, Lin Yuan couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust from the bottom of his heart. How could such noble sentiments be possessed by this pig-dog-like creature?

Alas, what a waste of his handsome human skin. Lin Yuan glanced at the trembling, helpless beauty in his arms, and listened to her threat. His anger flared, and with a furious kick, he sent her flying again.

Luckily for him, Lin Yuan was severely injured; the force of his palm and kick was less than two percent of his full power. Otherwise, with his body devoid of internal energy, he would have been shattered by Lin Yuan's single blow.

"What a piece of trash! 'Possessing extraordinary skills,' a 'Space God'? I'm not afraid of Dugu Qiubai or Dongfang Bubai, so why would I be afraid of your so-called elder brother?" Lin Yuan's anger hadn't subsided. He was about to kick him again when he glanced sideways and noticed an exquisite ring on his left hand. The ring was inlaid with a space energy stone emitting a faint glow—a space energy stone that could only be produced in the future Federation's Great Universe era, generally used to create small storage spaces. While major corporations in the Federation era could create small storage spaces, none were nearly as powerful or perfect as the storage spaces created by the Lin family.

Although still lost in his own world, Lin Yuan immediately recognized the ring's function and that it was indeed a product of the Federation's Great Universe era. He simply couldn't understand why it was in the hands of such a young man, so suddenly appearing in this desolate wilderness. Could it be that he, too, was from the future?

Chapter 23 The Lecherous Thief Gu Feng

Lin Yuan glanced at it with confusion. He casually grabbed the young man, who was drooling and barely breathing like a dead dog. A glint flashed in his bewitching eyes, and the remaining blue energy surged rapidly. The young man shivered under Lin Yuan's gaze. His gaze froze, and then Lin Yuan controlled his thoughts. Through his mechanical narration, Lin Yuan finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that this beastly young man's real name was Gu Feng, a citizen of the People's Republic of China in the 21st century, and a senior high school student. On a stormy night, he inexplicably entered another world. Four women named Feng Qing, Yao Rao, Jiao Mei, and Mei Yan, who called themselves the Space Goddess, created a virtual space-time to engage in a lewd game. Unexpectedly, the Lin family's patriarch broke through the void and returned to the Qin Dynasty, sealing history, and unintentionally connected this virtual space-time with a chaotic space-time. Four spatial deities then transferred four lewd men from the future. Under their arrangement, these four men almost entirely mastered the signature techniques of the Lingjiu Palace of the Tianshan Sect, the Six Meridians Divine Sword of the Dali Duan Clan, and the Yi Jin Jing, Nine Yang Divine Skill, and Nine Yin Manual of Shaolin. The four spatial deities' purpose was clear: to completely disrupt the distorted spacetime. Through Gu Feng's narration, Lin Yuan learned that the four men were named Li Qi, Long Jun, Yang Qian, and Xiao Yunfeng. Among the five, Xiao Yunfeng was the most powerful and was their leader. They originally intended to make a big splash. However, during their time travel, they encountered resistance from the historical seal. The seal set up by the Lin Clan's patriarch rejected external spacetime invaders. Gu Feng and his companions were spacetime invaders sent by the spatial deities. The moment they entered the distorted spacetime, they lost eight or nine tenths of their martial arts skills. No matter how hard the spatial deities tried, the five could never regain their original power. Gu Feng abandoned his original decision. He was a womanizer, yet never bothered to diligently practice martial arts; otherwise, Lin Yuan wouldn't have so easily inflicted such a serious injury on him with a single palm strike. If it weren't for the Space God's consideration for his lustful nature, he wouldn't have survived to arrive in the chaotic timeline.

Xiao Yunfeng and the other three refused to abandon their martial arts training, continuing their arduous practice until the powerful figures of the illusory plan appeared. Finally, the four despaired, and the Space God gave up on restoring their martial arts. However, the four Space Gods acquired numerous advanced items from the future, mostly high-tech products. These items were specially designed for the five's space, primarily intended to counter martial arts masters. Gu Feng's storage space contained a large quantity of these items, which he used to seduce female warriors and noble ladies. The five agreed to meet every year to discuss their experiences and set goals for the following year. These peerless masters and top-tier experts, realizing they lacked the ability to do so, reluctantly began with vulnerable women. They hoped to regain some of their masculine power through their yin essence.

With the Mount Hua Sword Tournament about to begin, the five, having gathered, decided against further intimacy and agreed to travel to Mount Hua to witness the grand event and perhaps even seize another beauty.

The lecherous Gu Feng, though weak in martial arts, was the most lustful and cruel of the five. Through meticulously planned schemes, he entered a chaotic time-space and raped and murdered over a hundred beautiful young women, surpassing all five in this regard. He was most pleased with possessing the daughters or wives of several renowned martial arts figures, and afterwards plotted their deaths.

Miao Ruolan, under his influence, killed her father, Miao Renfeng, and her lover, Hu Yidao. Sadly, this pair of renowned figures in the martial arts world died without understanding why their beloved had killed them. Shi Potian and Shi Qing from the martial arts world suffered the same fate, both dying at the hands of their lovers. The two crazed brothers, Ding Busan and Ding Busi, died at the hands of their granddaughter. Not only were the victims unaware of the cause of death, but even the victims themselves didn't understand why they killed their beloved family members. When they regained their senses, the pain they felt was unimaginable. The beautiful girl in Lin Yuan's arms was Miao Ruolan, the most unfortunate among them.

Looking at this frail, delicate girl, Lin Yuan didn't know how to comfort her.

"You despicable villain, I'll kill you!"

Miao Ruolan regained consciousness. She was shocked to hear these horrifying details, her heart struck as if by lightning, a powerful pain almost splitting her in two. Nothing could be more heartbreaking than killing her own father and lover. Regret and resentment nearly broke this beautiful girl.

Tears streamed down her face as she frantically lunged forward. Punches, kicks, tears, bites—she used almost every means at her disposal. But even if he vented like this, what good would it do? The dead are gone, what sorrow is there for the living?

Lin Yuan sighed softly. He put on Gu Feng's storage ring, his mind racing. A flash of white light appeared, and nine beautiful women instantly materialized at the scene.

Four middle-aged women were voluptuous, their bodies covered in wounds. Five young women were stunningly beautiful, also covered in injuries. Through Gu Feng's account, Lin Yuan learned that the four middle-aged women were Min Rou, Madam Hu (Hu Yidao's mother), Nan Lan (Miao Ruolan's mother), and the Purple-Robed Dragon King Dai Yisi. The five young women were Shi Potian's wife, A Xiu, Shi Jian, Princess Xiangxiang, Kalis, Huo Qingtong, and Ding Dang, the granddaughter of Ding Busan and Ding Busi.

Alas, all pitiful women. Lin Yuan sighed calmly. He casually took out a 'mind-awakening agent' and revived the nine women. He then took out nine sets of clothes and helped them change. After he finished doing all this, he looked back and saw that the lecherous Gu Feng had been beaten to death by Miao Ruolan, who had fainted from grief.

Lin Yuan frowned. Sending Gu Feng to his death so easily was too lenient. Lin Yuan had planned to torture him properly, but since Miao Ruolan had killed him, he had no choice but to let it go. Fearing that the four space goddesses wouldn't give up on this puppet, Lin Yuan immediately started a large fire, placed the lecherous thief on it, and burned him to ashes, which scattered with the wind.

After finishing all this, he looked at the ten women beside him and frowned again. Judging from the pain on their faces, the torture they had suffered was truly severe. He wondered if these four space goddesses were perverts, having come up with such a scheme to destroy the martial arts world. After hearing Gu Feng's account, Lin Yuan didn't believe they were powerful deities. Judging solely from the storage ring on his hand, it can be concluded that they must be humans from the future Great Universe Era of the Galactic Federation, or perhaps omnipotent intelligent robots designed by the Great Universe Space Corporation—only they possess the ability to perform spatial transfer. Because future technology has surpassed the forbidden limits of human capabilities, many omnipotent intelligent robots can completely conceal their actions from their masters, setting up and playing spatial games. Furthermore, they can no longer be simply identified as robots; many intelligent robots can even self-replicate, clone human bodies, transfer thoughts, and transform their bodies without their masters' knowledge. The Lin family, as the first royal family of the Galactic Federation's Great Universe Era, possesses technological strength surpassing that of the Federal Government. It's only because their patriarch strictly forbids the mass production of omnipotent intelligent robots that the unrest caused by these robots hasn't been as severe as that experienced by the Galactic Federation. However, given the development trend of omnipotent intelligent robots, a future robot rebellion is inevitable. The Lin family has long been prepared for this, and while the Federal Government has also realized the seriousness of the situation, it is already difficult to control. All those in power turned their pleading eyes to the Lin family for help. Whether the Lin family could turn the tide was beyond the comprehension of Lin Yuan, who lived 50,000 years in the past.

Chapter 24: The Lustful Soul's Ability

A soft groan interrupted Lin Yuan's thoughts. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the women had woken up one after another. They looked around blankly, and after a long while, their questioning gazes focused on Lin Yuan. "

You saved us," the middle-aged woman in the lead asked in a hoarse voice, looking extremely tired.

Lin Yuan nodded lightly.

"What about him?" another beautiful young woman asked timidly. When Lin Yuan looked at her, her delicate body trembled slightly, like a frightened bird, her jade-like face filled with fear.

"I killed him," Lin Yuan said calmly.

"What? You killed him?" The women were stunned for a long time before muttering to themselves, "Is that possible? He was so powerful, you really killed him?"

Seeing the women's bewildered expressions, Lin Yuan knew that they clearly did not believe his words. Although there were many martial arts experts among them, under the long-term influence of the ancient style, the women had lost their confidence, and their minds and bodies were filled with subservience, making it difficult to explain clearly in a short time. He shrugged and casually said to the women, "If you don't believe me, you can come and see for yourself." With that, he turned and walked towards the spot where the ancient statue had been burned. The women followed him mechanically and blankly.

"Huh, what's this?" As Lin Yuan turned, a faint glow came into view from the burned area. Curious, he walked forward. Several pale yellow beads, resembling Buddha relics, lay quietly on the ground, a strong, foul stench filling his nostrils.

He bent down, picked one up, and examined it closely. The pale yellow bead was about the size of a fingertip, its entire surface glowing. As Lin Yuan gently rolled it, a faint, alluring scent filled his nostrils.

"What strange beads. Could these beads be solidified substances from that thief's burning?" Lin Yuan wondered to himself, picking them up one by one and comparing them.

When he placed all the beads in his hand, the yellow light intensified, and a strange change occurred. Stimulated by the alluring energy, the bewitching cluster energy within Lin Yuan's body lost control and began to circulate wildly. The long-absent blue, white, and red invisible celestial pet cluster energy was generated in large quantities within him, flowing to his limbs and bones.

The pale yellow bead melted upon contact, and rays of yellow light entered Lin Yuan's body, causing the bewitching cluster energy to circulate even more vigorously. Free energy in the air was attracted and surged towards Lin Yuan.

The air moved rapidly, and a large amount of free energy was absorbed into Lin Yuan's body and converted into cluster energy, which, combined with the four-colored cluster energy light points, rapidly grew stronger.

Lin Yuan could no longer suppress the circulation of the cluster energy. A four-colored pillar of light shot into the sky. Lin Yuan, like an ancient god, sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his mind following the flow of cluster energy to slowly unblock his bones and joints. His internal injuries healed rapidly under the healing power of the cluster energy.

Energy surged wildly, his holy robes danced wildly, and with a soft 'snap,' the mask on Lin Yuan's face could not withstand the expansion of the cluster energy and flew away with the wind. His long, black hair flew wildly in the wind, instantly turning purple. The concealing powder lost its effect, and a deep purple light quickly filled the women's eyes. A stunningly handsome face radiated a strong, sinister aura amidst the four-colored light.

Witnessing this incredible transformation, the women were stunned, their legs giving way and they collapsed to the ground.

Lin Yuan's body shimmered with light, the four colors clearly discernible. The women suddenly realized that Lin Yuan was definitely not an ordinary person. Lin Yuan's bones crackled and popped, that indescribable feeling of exhilaration surging through them once more.

The women sat there dumbfounded, watching as the four-colored light around Lin Yuan gradually dissipated. The faint glow vanished in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared no different from an ordinary person.

The women rubbed their eyes, noticing some changes in Lin Yuan. He seemed a little thinner, his shoulders appeared broader, and the soft lines of his face had hardened. Only then did the women realize that Lin Yuan was not a woman, but a man.

This two-hour meditation session taught him that training during the most challenging times often yields better results than usual—it's a form of tempering. Reflecting on the events of the past, Lin Yuan was astonished to find that the cluster energy within his body had become even stronger and more malevolent. All of this stemmed from those pale yellow orbs.

They contained a powerful yin energy, ineffective against others, but incredibly useful to super-evolvers, especially the alluring cluster energy. Absorbing this yin energy as nourishment, Lin Yuan's three-colored invisible celestial pet cluster energy and alluring cluster energy were built upon it, circulating faster and converting free energy from the air into cluster energy more effectively.

Finally, his cluster energy was fully restored. He slowly opened his eyes. This unexpected gain was significant; he had not only regained his strength but was even stronger than before. A wicked smile crept across his face at this thought. It seems that Gu Feng, who had slew over a hundred beautiful young women, wasn't entirely useless. After his corpse was burned, the feminine energy he absorbed actually solidified into a physical form. It seems his brothers were quite a good tonic. Lin Yuan, having gained his reward, was filled with wicked thoughts. Recalling Gu Feng's words, he couldn't help but harbor lustful desires for his brothers.

"The allure cluster energy has actually become the foundation of the three-colored cluster energy. That's truly unexpected. It seems my cluster energy has completely mutated, and the allure cluster energy is even more powerful. Who in the world can resist my charm now?" Lin Yuan muttered to himself, laughing foolishly.

"The Soul Pills are quite effective. Good, next time I must have a good go at those thieving brothers of Gu Feng. If I burn them all and then absorb their Soul Pills, wouldn't I be able to break through the Sky Awakener stage and enter the Life Energy stage very quickly? Hehe, that's great, I can't wait!"

He casually gave those fluorescent yellow orbs a name. The women looked at him, confused, only feeling that his smile was full of strong attraction, a kind of seductive charm that penetrated to the bone, irresistible to anyone, making one wish to merge with him, to be inseparable for all eternity.

Especially his purple eyes and golden pupils, which exuded a strong evil charm.

Lin Yuan chuckled for a while before coming back to his senses. He looked up and saw the women staring at him blankly, their beautiful eyes filled with intense infatuation and love.

Another group of captives attracted by his seductive charm. He thought to himself, feeling good about himself, and the coldness on his face masked his smile, his mind instantly returning to a ruthless state.

Along with this arose another wicked thought within him. A powerful urge to make love to women made his blood surge.

The side effects of the Soul Pill were infuriating, Lin Yuan muttered under his breath. He glanced at the women; their delicate bodies, not yet fully recovered, could hardly withstand his storm of ravages. Though ruthless, he couldn't bring himself to do something so inhuman. However, the abnormality within him made him extremely uncomfortable, and Lin Yuan only wanted to quickly find a place to release his surging energy.

The women stared at him infatuated, but then noticed his expression suddenly become extremely agitated. They immediately realized that Lin Yuan must have become aroused after absorbing those strange orbs. They exchanged glances, the thought of offering themselves to him rising in their hearts simultaneously. They nodded to each other and slowly walked towards Lin Yuan.

"Absurd!" Lin Yuan felt the women's gazes and saw the resolute expressions on their faces. He understood their intentions and shouted angrily. With a wave of his hand, a flash of white light appeared, and the women were taken into his storage space.

This couldn't go on. The side effects of the Soul Pill still needed to be relieved. Lin Yuan spun around a few times, and a flash of inspiration struck him. He suddenly remembered that if he crossed this primeval forest in the Yellow River basin and went straight there, he would reach the border of the Xiongnu, a country that had long been at odds with the Han people, a nation with a deep-rooted feud. Lin Yuan's ancestors were descendants of the Yellow Emperor, and as a descendant of the Han people, why not go there and cause a ruckus?

With this thought, Lin Yuan quickly put on women's clothing and changed into his usual attire. The purple holy robes shone brightly in the night sky, exuding a strong aura of menace. He favored white and purple, and these two types of holy robes were what he had worn for a long time.

After his powers were restored, Lin Yuan once again exuded powerful confidence. Even if Dongfang Bubai appeared before him, he would dare to fight him. With a long howl, Lin Yuan leaped away.

A purple figure pierced the night sky, leaving behind endless legends for posterity.

Chapter 25: Zhaojun's Departure from

the Frontier . Lin Yuan emerged from the primeval forest, and ahead, along the ancient road, appeared a large cluster of tents. Looking at the ancient military equipment, Lin Yuan recognized it as equipment only found in the ancient Han Dynasty of the Central Plains.

The Han Dynasty forged an indestructible nation. The Han people shaped the future; the majestic Han people leave endless contemplation for posterity.

Lin Yuan's blood boiled, and his body flew away like lightning.

"My lord, how much further is it before we reach the northern desert region after leaving Yanmen Pass?" "

This is my first time on a diplomatic mission, and I'm not entirely sure how long it will take to reach the northern desert region."

"Your Majesty is truly unfortunate. It

's one thing for our mighty Han Dynasty to be unable to defeat the small Xiongnu state, but to resort to a marriage alliance to appease them is a disgrace to our imperial power." "I share this sentiment, but the Han Dynasty of today is not what it once was. For the sake of the people, Your Majesty's actions are truly unavoidable."

"Alas, what a pity for Lady Zhaojun, with her unparalleled beauty and profound knowledge, to be lost in a foreign land."

"Alas, how hateful, how hateful

..."

Two helpless sighs echoed from the central tent. Lin Yuan, about to soar through the air, paused upon hearing this. He glanced at the main camp, a thought forming in his mind, and silently flew inside.

Two middle-aged men dressed as Han officials sat facing each other at a table, drinking by lamplight, their faces filled with a sense of helpless desolation.

"You are the Han envoys escorting Zhaojun to the border," Lin Yuan said calmly.

"Who are you?!" The two men jumped in fright, staring in terror at this strangely dressed uninvited guest. A powerful, cold aura emanated from Lin Yuan. They felt a heavy oppression weighing on their hearts, struggling to breathe before finally finding their voices.

"Are you the Han envoys heading to the border?" Lin Yuan asked coldly.

"Uh..." The two nodded frantically, the icy coldness of Lin Yuan's gaze truly terrifying. They knew Lin Yuan was no ordinary man, and they abandoned any thought of calling for help. Against such an unfathomable enemy, no matter how many people came, it would be futile.

"Zhaojun cannot leave the border. You should return to the Han Dynasty immediately," Lin Yuan coldly uttered, refusing to waste any more words. He sat down beside the two men, picked up the wine pot on the table, poured himself a cup of wine, and drank it alone, oblivious to their presence.

"Why?" the two men asked in surprise.

"Because I am displeased," Lin Yuan said coldly.

"My lord, this is not something I can decide. This is the Emperor's will. I have no choice," the middle-aged man dressed as a civil official said cautiously, looking at Lin Yuan. He was afraid that if he didn't answer well, Lin Yuan would vent his anger on them.

"I don't care about your Emperor or anything like that. Call Zhaojun here. If she is truly willing to leave the border, I will leave without saying a word. If she is not willing, even if the Emperor of Han comes, he cannot change my decision," Lin Yuan said impatiently.

"This... is not a good idea," the civil official said with a troubled expression.

Lin Yuan didn't speak. He casually slapped a nanmu wood table, and it instantly turned to dust. The military officer was about to speak, but seeing the situation, he quickly changed his words, saying, "Sir, please wait a moment, I will immediately fetch Miss Zhaojun."

With that, he hurriedly sent someone to fetch her. The civil official opened his mouth, but seeing Lin Yuan's cold gaze, he trembled and dared not speak again.

After the military officer sent his men, he also dared not leave Lin Yuan's gaze. The three sat there quietly for a moment. The difference was that Lin Yuan's expression was calm, casually drinking his beverage, while the other two were covered in cold sweat, their bodies trembling slightly.

"Lord Zhou, General Pang, it's so late. What important matter do you have to discuss with me?" As the two secretly wiped their sweat, a soft and melodious voice came from outside the tent. (
Chapter 26 , November 4th)

The curtain opened, and Lin Yuan looked in the direction of the voice. A young woman dressed in a pale yellow palace dress slowly walked in. Her jade-like face was as beautiful as a flower, yet her lovely eyes held a hint of sorrow. Her delicate body swayed in the wind, adding to her fragility and helplessness.

"Miss Zhaojun, come quickly and greet this sir." The military officer forced a smile, quickly stepping forward and respectfully addressing Lin Yuan. "Sir, Miss Zhaojun has been brought here. What are your thoughts?"

"You are Wang Zhaojun?" Lin Yuan ignored him, calmly looking at the historically famous, tragic beauty, and said in a low voice.

"This humble servant is indeed Wang Zhaojun. Greetings, sir." The palace-dressed beauty glanced blankly at Lin Yuan, her expression shifting, her beautiful eyes filled with infatuation, and a blush rose to her jade-like face. She curtsied and said respectfully.

"I forbid you from marrying the King of the Xiongnu. Are you willing?" Lin Yuan said calmly.

"Is that possible? The Emperor has already issued an imperial decree. Do I have any other choice?" Wang Zhaojun said unconsciously.

"Nothing is impossible in this world. My words are the imperial edict. The Emperor of Han, hmph, facing the challenge of the Xiongnu, he only knows how to submit and appease, greatly diminishing the prestige of the Han people. What face does he have to be the emperor of the Han people? If you are willing, I can send you to the territory of the Great Han Empire. As for that emperor of the Great Han Dynasty, let him rest on the sidelines." Looking at her beautiful figure, Lin Yuan felt a pang of pity. Hearing her words, Lin Yuan said nonchalantly, a powerful confidence surging forth, causing the three of them to involuntarily shiver.

"The Great Han Empire? Are you referring to the post-Great Han Empire, the country ruled by His Majesty Wang Jingyao?" Wang Zhaojun was surprised upon hearing this, then her joy was evident.

"That's right. Although the Great Han Dynasty is the birthplace of the Han people, in this chaotic timeline, it is already in decline. Emperor Yuan of Han is unlikely to achieve great things. Why do you still want to be loyal to him?" Lin Yuan said calmly.

"My lord, this, this, this is unacceptable! The Later Han Empire is indeed the pride of the Han people, but our Great Han Dynasty, as its ancestral dynasty, must also be reconsidered. After all, our Former Han Dynasty has millions of Han people. If Lady Zhaojun disappears midway, I fear the Xiongnu ruler will be enraged and march on Chang'an. Our Former Han Dynasty will be in danger, and the people of the world will once again be plunged into the suffering of war." Upon hearing this, the civil official hurriedly forced a smile and spoke up to stop him.

"The mere Xiongnu are nothing to fear. They invade Han territory, can the Later Han Empire really remain indifferent? We all share the same roots, we are all descendants of the Han people. Wang Jingyao cannot simply stand by and watch us die," Lin Yuan said calmly. His expression immediately hardened, and he said coldly, "You still have the nerve to mention Chang'an? In later wars, a mere Xiongnu actually occupied Chang'an and established a court there for decades. If it weren't for the distortion of time and space, how could you possibly know this?"

"My lord," the military officer replied respectfully, "You are unaware that although His Majesty of the Han Empire is a descendant of Han people, his ambition is immense. Our Han Dynasty's emperor fears he might stab us in the back, so even now, he dares not propose an alliance. As for later generations, we, as their predecessors, are truly powerless to change the situation."

"The Great Han Dynasty has been cowardly for so long, no wonder it has suffered defeat after defeat. Instead of joining forces to resist the enemy, its own people are turning against each other. How could foreigners let such an opportunity pass? As far as I know, although the Emperor of the Great Han Empire has ambitions and is determined to conquer the barbarians, he is very benevolent towards the Han people. How can you judge him with your petty minds? If he really wants to annex the Great Han Dynasty, how much can you old, weak, and disabled soldiers do? Alright, my mind is made up. You don't need to persuade me anymore. This journey to the northern desert is a thousand miles of Xiongnu territory. Tonight, I will wash a thousand miles of blood and show the might of my Great Han. You keep a close eye on these women for me. In three days, at the latest, I will definitely return here." Lin Yuan said calmly. With a wave of his hand, a white light flashed, and ten beautiful women appeared before the three of them. Lin Yuan's figure flashed, and he flew away.

"Lord Zhou, General Pang, what's going on?" Wang Zhaojun stared at the woman before her in astonishment, stunned for a long while before asking blankly. The two Han envoys were also shocked. After a long while, they shook their heads at each other, saying blankly, "We...we don't know what happened either."

"A deity! It must be a deity descending to save me." Wang Zhaojun stared in the direction Lin Yuan had disappeared, thinking to herself.

The ten beautiful women were also completely bewildered, and it took them a while to come to their senses.

The matter was naturally not something that could be explained in a few words. Tonight, Lin Yuan's appearance would bring everyone a long, sleepless night.

Chapter 27 Night Raid on the Royal Court

The Xiongnu, a nomadic people active on the Mongolian steppes of Central Asia, were skilled cavalrymen who were adept at using spears and bows and arrows. In order to find new grasslands suitable for grazing, the Xiongnu people began their migration with their families and a large number of horses and livestock. The Xiongnu army possessed great strength and discipline, and they swept away all obstacles on their westward migration route with unstoppable force.

In the latter half of the 3rd century BC, the Xiongnu had become a unified and powerful people, led by a chieftain named Shanyu. The full transliteration of Shanyu's name in Chinese is "Chengli Gutu Shanyu," which the Han people interpreted as "a leader as vast as the Son of Heaven." Below the Shanyu were two highest-ranking officials: Tuqi Wang, meaning Left and Right Wise Kings. In the 3rd century BC, the Xiongnu's ruling structure consisted of a central royal court, the Left Wise King in the east, and the Right Wise King of the Hu tribe, controlling a vast territory from the Caspian Sea to the Great Wall.

After Qin Shi Huang unified China, he ordered Meng Tian to attack the Xiongnu in the north, reclaiming the Ordos region, "driving the Xiongnu back more than 700 li, and the Hu people dared not move south to graze their horses."

Large-scale battles with the Xiongnu truly began during the Han Dynasty. In 201 BC, at the beginning of the Han Dynasty, King Liu Xin of Han surrendered to the Xiongnu. The following year, Liu Bang personally led a large army to conquer them, but was besieged for seven days and nights by over 300,000 Xiongnu cavalry under Modu Chanyu at Baideng (northeast of present-day Datong, Shanxi). He later escaped using a ruse, and subsequently began a period of peace and marriage alliances with the Xiongnu. Emperors Wen and Jing continued the policy of appeasement through marriage alliances to allow the Han Dynasty to recuperate. During the reign of Emperor Wu, the Han Dynasty shifted from strategic defense to strategic offense. In 127 BC, Wei Qing was dispatched to occupy the Hetao region; in 121 BC, Huo Qubing was sent to seize the wealthy Hexi Corridor; and in 119 BC, Wei and Huo launched a two-pronged attack on the northern deserts. Huo Qubing defeated the Xiongnu at Langjuxu Mountain, now part of Mongolia, while Wei Qing's eastern route pacified the Xiongnu royal court. The Right Wise King led over 40,000 people to surrender to the Han Dynasty, while the Chanyu and the Left Wise King fled. The Han Dynasty allied with the Wuhuan in the east and with the Western Regions through marriage alliances (in 105 BC, Emperor Wu married Princess Xijun to the King of Wusun) and trade, thus compressing the Xiongnu's territory.

In 73 BC, the Han and Wusun jointly launched an attack on the Xiongnu with 200,000 troops, directly attacking the Right Guli royal court. In 57 BC, the Xiongnu split, with Zhizhi Chanyu emerging victorious and occupying the northern deserts, while Huhanye Chanyu fled south to submit to the Han Dynasty in 51 BC. Later, Zhizhi Chanyu led his people to retreat to Kangju in Central Asia, while Huhanye Chanyu occupied the northern desert royal court. In 36 BC, to eliminate Xiongnu influence in the Western Regions, Gan Yanshou and Chen Tang launched a campaign against the Xiongnu in Kangju, killing Zhizhi Chanyu. In 33 BC, Huhanye Chanyu sought to marry a Han princess to establish friendly relations with the Han.

Thus, the legend of Wang Zhaojun's departure to the Xiongnu arose.

Regular history cannot be reversed, but Lin Yuan, situated in a distorted timeline, cannot allow such a thing to happen. Even if the road ahead is fraught with thorns, he will forge ahead without hesitation. Just as Wang Jingyao of the Han Empire swore, "Conquering the barbarians on all sides, wherever my whip points, all will be the territory of my Great Han.

Though there be millions, I will go." Yes, though there be millions, I will go.

Lin Yuan pushed his power to its limit, his figure leaving a fleeting afterimage in the night, his incredible speed defying description. About an hour later, squads of Xiongnu-style cavalry appeared before Lin Yuan. Had he reached the central court of the Xiongnu? Lin Yuan wondered to himself. He flew forward swiftly, and before the Xiongnu squads could comprehend what was happening, Lin Yuan had already swept past them like a wisp of smoke.

A vast complex of yurts and tents was scattered throughout, and Lin Yuan was completely unaware that he had stumbled into the Left Wise King's court of the Xiongnu. Being the Left Wise King's court, it already possessed the basic infrastructure of a city, with at least tens of thousands of acres of grassland as far as the eye could see. However, the sheer number of yurts was odd; if a tornado struck this place, it would be utterly destroyed, reduced to ashes in an instant. "

Heh heh, Xiongnu, here I come." Lin Yuan revealed a wicked smile. He stopped his rapid advance and casually headed towards the center of the area, taking torches from lanterns in front of nearby tents and tossing them at the scattered tents.

Lin Yuan was truly audacious, daring to single-handedly intrude into the Xiongnu royal court. If word got out, it would surely shock the world. The Xiongnu were also unlucky; for hundreds of years, no one had dared to enter their royal court, so the Left Wise King's tribe didn't even have guards at the gate, only a few dogs frolicking in the darkness. Lin Yuan continued on his way, burning dozens of yurts before attracting the attention of the patrolling soldiers.

The dark and windy night was the perfect opportunity to kill.

By the time the Xiongnu soldiers realized the commotion and rushed to put out the fires, Lin Yuan was already sitting atop a central tent, leisurely watching the chaotic scene below with amusement.

"Who dares to trespass into the royal court? Men, shoot him down!"

Amidst the chaos and panic of the crowd, the Xiongnu soldiers simultaneously spotted Lin Yuan. A middle-aged man dressed as a general pointed at Lin Yuan and roared.

"Xiongnu clowns, you dare to offend the might of my Great Han! Today, if I don't slaughter you for miles, you'll never know that the might of the Han people is sacred and inviolable. Listen to me, I am the Heavenly Emperor, and today I will kill you for the Han people. Accept your fate, Xiongnu clowns!" Lin Yuan lazily stood up, yawned, and then coldly surveyed the crowd, speaking arrogantly.

A rain of arrows swept in, but he sneered, his left hand forming a sword in the air. With a light touch, he leaped through the arrow rain, sweeping into the crowd like a whirlwind. His longsword moved with sweeping, powerful strokes, creating countless sword waves. Blood rained down, and wherever the sword waves passed, everything in their path was shattered. No one could escape Lin Yuan's pursuit.

The Xiongnu were thrown into chaos, and even more people flocked to this place. Lin Yuan's face showed no fear; instead, his bewitching eyes were filled with a strong, bloodthirsty light. Watching Xiongnu fall one after another before him, a strong bloodthirsty pleasure made him roar excitedly.

"Quick, quick, fire arrows, fire arrows!"

"Don't let him get close!"

Panic

and chaotic voices rang out continuously. Under Lin Yuan's frenzied slaughter, no one survived. In the fierce fighting of limbs against limbs, Lin Yuan did not hold back any strength. Blinding four-colored light shot out continuously from his body. His long purple hair danced in the wind, and his bloodthirsty purple and golden pupils were like the eyes of a wolf in the night, sending chills down the spines of those who looked at him. Blood rained down, and severed limbs and remains flew everywhere, but not a drop could enter Lin Yuan's sword wave protective circle. Clusters of arrows fell a few feet in front of him, only to be pulverized by the sword waves.

His stunningly handsome face was so exquisite, yet so terrifying. At this moment, Lin Yuan was like a messenger from hell, casually strolling through the crowd, effortlessly severing one lively life after another.

Fear, terror! No one could still see him as human after witnessing such a scene. Those bloodthirsty, bewitching eyes were clearly a summons from the Grim Reaper. The elite Xiongnu soldiers were as vulnerable as scarecrows before him. Looking at this invincible being, almost everyone lost the courage to continue fighting.

Chapter 28 Central Plains Masters

"Eh, someone actually made the first move. Who is this person?"

A soft exclamation came from the woods outside the Xiongnu tent complex. A tall, handsome young man looked at the chaotic scene of flames raging ahead, bewildered, and muttered to himself.

"Xiang Lang, should we still proceed according to plan?" A long-haired beauty in a black, tight-fitting outfit leaned against him and asked.

"Qiu'er, what do you think?" The young man smiled without answering. He turned to another woman in tight-fitting clothes beside him, who carried two swords and stared coldly at him, and said softly.

"The plan was yours to decide. Whatever you say goes. Why ask me?" The sword-wielding beauty snorted coldly.

The young man, having been rebuffed, remained unperturbed. Smiling, he looked ahead and calmly said, "No matter what happens ahead, the plan must proceed as scheduled. However, given the unforeseen circumstances, let's wait for the scouts to return before making a decision."

A soft shout rang out, and a soldier quickly ran to him.

"What happened at the Xiongnu court?" the young man asked hastily.

"Reporting to Marquis Wu'an, chaos has suddenly broken out at the Xiongnu court. A man claiming to be the Heavenly Emperor of the Great Han is engaged in a fierce battle with the Xiongnu. It's terrifying! I've never seen such a powerful warrior before. Thousands of people are attacking him, yet they can't defeat him; instead, countless people have died. It's truly horrifying!" The soldier swallowed hard and quickly reported.

"What? One person fighting against thousands? Are you kidding me?" The three were shocked. The long-haired beauty glared at him and snapped.

"Reporting to Madam, I saw it with my own eyes; it's not a lie," the soldier affirmed.

"What weapon is he using?" the sword-wielding beauty asked.

"With a sword, yes, with a sword." The soldier thought for a moment before confirming.

"With a sword? Could it be Dugu Qiubai?" The young man paused, muttering to himself, then chuckled, "How could that be? Dugu Qiubai is a martial artist; he would never single-handedly storm a military camp. Could it be Yang Guo? He once killed the Mongol Khan amidst a million Mongol soldiers; only he has the strength. But that doesn't make sense either; he's from the Song Dynasty. How could he possibly be here killing enemies? Ugh, this is giving me a headache."

"Xiang Lang, what are you muttering about? Could he be one of those later Central Plains martial arts masters you always talk about? Are they really that terrifying?" The long-haired beauty stared at him blankly, asking.

"Rou Rou, didn't I tell you? The martial arts world of later generations is far more complex than you imagine. With the current spatial distortion, countless masters from the Central Plains have appeared. This world is a place where dragons and tigers hide. Perhaps the one who caused chaos in the Xiongnu court is one of them, though I haven't heard of his name." The young man held her tightly, speaking with affection.

"You think your strength is inferior to theirs?" the sword-bearing beauty asked coldly.

"Of course I'm no match for peerless masters like Dugu Qiubai and Ximen Chuixue. However, looking across the martial arts world, there are still many who cannot compare to me. Hehe, in any case, I can be considered half their successor." The handsome young man smiled faintly.

"In that case, I'll have to meet them." the sword-bearing beauty said coldly.

"Qiu'er, don't be delusional. Dugu Qiubai and Ximen Chuixue are both renowned figures in the martial arts world, legendary figures who have stood out for centuries. They were almost never defeated in their lives. Your meager skills are nothing but showing off in front of them, making a fool of yourself." The handsome young man said with a nonchalant smile.

"Is that so? Then I'll have to try. Fine, I'll go and meet this Heavenly Beauty Emperor right now and see if he's as powerful as you say." The sword-wielding beauty was furious upon hearing this. She snorted coldly and sped away.

"Qiu'er, don't act recklessly." The handsome young man hurriedly reached out to stop her, but it was too late; the sword-wielding beauty was already far away.

"Sigh, infuriating. The martial arts world of later generations is not as simple as she imagines. Rou Rou, immediately pass down the order to act." The handsome young man said angrily. He flashed away and quickly gave chase.

"Act immediately!" The long-haired beauty let out a clear, resounding cry, the echoes carrying far and wide. One after another, the shouts of "Act immediately!" reverberated throughout the space. The already chaotic Hun camp descended into further chaos.

Everyone looked around in bewilderment, completely unaware of the number of enemies lurking within.

A raging fire erupted in the northern camp, and the wind, seizing the opportune moment, began to blow. Once the fire was ignited, it became uncontrollable, and soon the clamor returned, followed by a deafening roar that echoed across the mountains and fields, like the roar of a thousand horses.

"Another attack on the camp!" Lin Yuan, caught in the heat of battle, paused, realizing what was happening. "The game is getting more and more interesting," he thought to himself, a wicked smile creeping across his face. Faced with yet another mysteriously appearing enemy, the Huns besieging Lin Yuan lost all will to fight. They let out a collective shout and scattered in disarray.

"Heavenly Beauty Emperor, take my sword!"

A clear, cold, delicate voice rang out, and a sharp sword aura pierced the air.

"Central Plains experts, who dares to cause me trouble at this time?" Hearing the sudden sound, Lin Yuan was startled. His sword didn't falter at all; the sword waves surged even faster and more rapidly.

Chapter 29 Young Dragon Steals the Horse

"Hey!" A slight, crisp sound rang out. Lin Yuan looked up and saw a long-haired beauty dressed in black, wielding a sword in both hands, rushing into his sword wave protective circle. Because Lin Yuan's killing intent was overflowing, his sword waves were incredibly powerful, leaving nothing unscathed in their wake. She was confident in her courage and attacked recklessly. Although she possessed some strength, she was no match for someone of Lin Yuan's level.

The moment they clashed, Lin Yuan shredded her twin swords into several pieces. Seeing the sword wave about to cut her to pieces, she was filled with terror. She tried to dodge, but it was too late. Just as she was about to close her eyes and die, a heart-wrenching cry rang out.

"Qiu'er!"

Seven sharp sword shadows shot towards Lin Yuan like lightning.

"Hmph, ignorant of your own limitations." Lin Yuan sneered, ultimately unable to bear watching her perish. He stretched forward with his right hand, his left hand swiftly withdrawing his sword, instantly pulling her into his arms. He reversed his sword, creating a wave of sword energy that shattered the seven sword shadows.

"Qiu'er, are you alright?"

A handsome young man appeared quickly in front of Lin Yuan. Seeing that the beauty in Lin Yuan's arms was unharmed, he was overjoyed and snatched her from Lin Yuan's embrace, holding her tightly. He kissed her fair face repeatedly while saying anxiously, "It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright. Qiu'er, if you weren't here, I really wouldn't know what to do."

"Alright, I'm fine now, what's the rush?" The sword-wielding beauty patted her chest, calming her panicked heart. Feeling the handsome young man's sincere affection, she couldn't help but say a coquettish word, moved.

Lin Yuan coldly watched all this and slowly turned around.

"Thank you for sparing my life, brother. My name is Xiang Shaolong. May I ask your name?"

Just as Lin Yuan turned to leave, a clear voice came from behind him.

"You are Xiang Shaolong." Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan's heart stirred, and a vague memory surfaced. Lin Yuan seemed to remember something, but it was indistinct and unclear.

He suddenly turned around and coldly sized up the handsome young man who had suddenly appeared.

The two men were immediately struck by a strikingly handsome face, radiating a captivatingly alluring aura, with bewitching purple and golden eyes that were indescribably alluring.

"What a handsome man!" they couldn't help but admire inwardly, while the sword-wielding beauty's eyes shone with a strange, dazzling light.

"Brother, do you know me?" the handsome young man asked, puzzled.

"No," Lin Yuan replied, shaking his head after a moment's hesitation.

"You don't know my Xiang Lang? Why are you reacting so strongly?" another clear voice rang out, and a long-haired beauty in a neckerchief appeared before the three.

"This name sounds familiar... I can't quite place it," Lin Yuan said blankly, before looking at her coldly. "And who are you? What does it matter to you whether I know Xiang Shaolong or not?"

"Of course it matters! Xiang Shaolong is my husband. My name is Shan Rou. Remember me well. This is my good sister, Jing Qiu. If you dare to have any ill intentions towards my Xiang Lang, we won't let you off the hook." The long-haired beauty stared at Lin Yuan for a moment, then finally found her voice and said with difficulty.

Bored, Lin Yuan muttered, shrugged indifferently, and turned to leave.

"Brother, are you leaving already?" Xiang Shaolong asked, seeing Lin Yuan turn away.

"This matter is settled. If I don't leave now, when will I?" Lin Yuan said coldly without turning back.

"Brother, your courage in storming the royal court alone at night is truly admirable. I wonder if I have the honor of sharing a drink with you?" Xiang Shaolong said with a faint smile.

"If you want to share a drink with me, meet me at the summit of Mount Hua." Lin Yuan said coldly, his body leaping away in a blur, already gone.

“What a strange person,” Shan Rou pouted, lost in thought.

“His swordsmanship is truly terrifying.” Jing Qiu stared at the direction Lin Yuan disappeared in for a long time before finally turning her gaze away, still shaken.

“The Mount Hua Sword Tournament, alright, I’ll go and meet the renowned martial arts masters from all sides.” Xiang Shaolong said slowly after a long pause.

“You really want to participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament?” Upon hearing this, Jing Qiu’s beautiful eyes lit up, and she looked at Xiang Shaolong expectantly.

“All the renowned martial arts masters from the chaotic world are gathering at Mount Hua. This is a grand event that all martial artists have been looking forward to for a long time. I have long admired them, so how could I miss this once-in-a-century martial arts gathering? After we complete our horse-stealing plan, I will take the route to Mount Hua.” Xiang Shaolong nodded, then looked at her with a puzzled expression and said, “Qiu’er, are you going too?”

“Of course, I’ve often heard you talk about how amazing they are, so of course I want to see for myself.” Jing Qiu nodded.

"Xiang Lang, I want to go too!" Shan Rou pulled his arm and said sweetly.

"If you all go, who will escort the 50,000 Xiongnu horses back to Handan?" Xiang Shaolong hesitated for a moment and said.

"Don't you have two sworn brothers? Let them escort them." Shan Rou insisted.

"Alright, alright, you can all go, okay?" Xiang Shaolong hugged her tightly and kissed her affectionately.

"Husband, do you know which Mount Hua they are holding the sword-fighting tournament in?" Jing Qiu seemed to remember something and looked at Xiang Shaolong with a puzzled expression.

"Is there even a question? Of course, it's the Great Han Empire. The martial arts masters of this warped timeline are all arrogant and domineering. Their power is boundless, and their eyes are on the highest peak. Which dynasty among the Former Han, Jin, Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing can compare to the Great Han Empire? Although the space is warped and the territories overlap, the Great Han Empire under Wang Jingyao's rule is still the most powerful among all the dynasties. If I'm not mistaken, they will definitely choose that place to hold their grand meeting." Xiang Shaolong said without hesitation.

"Are you so sure?" Jing Qiu asked, puzzled. Shan Rou also looked at him, waiting for his explanation.

"Don't forget, the Mount Hua Sword Tournament is a decisive battle at the Purple Peak. Under the Emperor's nose, who dares to be presumptuous? Only these peerless masters dare to make such earth-shattering moves. Wang Jingyao is a soldier by origin, with a strong Jianghu (martial arts world) mentality. He also enjoys associating with martial arts figures. No emperor among the various countries can compare to him. As far as I know, Wang Jingyao even plans to personally preside over the Mount Tai Martial Arts Tournament," Xiang Shaolong said with a faint smile.

"Really?"

"How can the Emperor of a nation mingle with Jianghu outcasts? That's too outrageous!" The two women said in disbelief.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll only know after we participate," Xiang Shaolong said with amusement.

"Alright, enough chit-chat, let's finish the battle quickly. Today is the third day of the month, and there are only ten days left until the Mid-Autumn Festival. If we miss the deadline, we won't be able to attend the tournament."

Seeing that the two women were about to speak, Xiang Shaolong quickly waved his hand and cut them off. He lightly kissed his two wives and sped off towards the northern military camp.

"Oh," the two women murmured, falling silent as they followed him.

Chapter 30: Empresses of Two Kingdoms

. Chang'an, meaning "long-lasting peace and stability," is the foremost of the seven ancient capitals in Chinese history. It was the capital of ancient China during its most prosperous periods (the powerful Han and the flourishing Tang dynasties), and is considered one of the "Four Great Ancient Capitals of the World," along with Cairo, Athens, and Rome. From the 11th century BC to around the 10th century AD, 13 dynasties or regimes established their capitals or regimes in Chang'an, spanning over 1100 years.

The capital was formerly Xianyang of the Qin dynasty and Chang'an of the Han dynasty. After Liu Bang seized power, he established his capital in Chang'an. Subsequently, the Western Han, Eastern Han (early reign of Emperor Xian), Western Jin (Emperor Min of Jin), Former Zhao, Former Qin, Later Qin, Western Wei, Northern Zhou, Sui, and Tang dynasties all established their capitals there. The Eastern Han, the Three Kingdoms Wei, and the Five Dynasties Tang all used it as a secondary capital. The Green Forest and Red Eyebrow rebels of the late Western Han Dynasty, and the peasant uprising led by Huang Chao at the end of the Tang Dynasty, all established their capitals here. During the Han and Tang Dynasties, it was also a center for foreign economic and cultural exchanges. In the Western Han Dynasty, there was a residential area within the city specifically for foreigners. During the Tang Dynasty, the foreigners residing here came from all over Asia, as far as Persia and Arabia, sometimes numbering in the tens of thousands.

In this chaotic spacetime, the cosmic order was completely disordered, with multiple kingdoms coexisting, and numerous mountains and rivers crisscrossing the landscape. After leaving the Left Wise King's court, Lin Yuan sped along, only to find

himself inexplicably stumbling upon the capital of the Former Zhao, Chang'an. This was the short-lived dynasty established by Liu Yao, a descendant of the Southern Xiongnu who had migrated south and assimilated into Han culture. When he saw the Xiongnu soldiers patrolling Chang'an, he realized he had stumbled into the ruling center of an empire. Should he back down? The word "cowardice" was not in Lin Yuan's dictionary. One trouble is trouble, two troubles are trouble, and since they are all Xiongnu anyway, he might as well cause some trouble. Lin Yuan thought to himself, a wicked smile appearing on his handsome face.

The moment he entered Chang'an, a name surfaced in his mind—a legendary name that appeared briefly in history, yet left behind endless suspense and endless reverie. It was time to meet this beauty.

Lin Yuan thought with a wicked smile, completely unaware of how lewd his smile was.

At dawn, the urge in Lin Yuan's blood remained unquenched. The battle of the first half of the night had not only failed to quell his desire for pleasure with the woman, but the stimulation of his blood had only made his heart more frenzied.

He flashed across the sky above Chang'an, speeding towards the Former Zhao imperial palace like a whirlwind.

At dawn, Chang'an was still shrouded in slumber. Lin Yuan flew through the air, the scenery so peaceful and serene. Looking at the magnificent buildings on both sides of the street, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, what a prosperous and flourishing scene!

The former Zhao imperial palace appeared in the distance. He lightly tapped his feet, a purple shadow flashing through the air, darting into the palace complex like lightning. The imperial garden was planted with famous flowers from all over the country, and although it was autumn, countless flowers were still in bloom. Stepping into the garden, the fragrance of flowers filled the air, permeating one's very being, making walking incredibly light. Lin Yuan entered the imperial garden, but then he smelled the wind of swords rising from all directions.

Lin Yuan was slightly taken aback. Looking around, he saw a woman dressed in red dancing with her sword amidst the flowers. The sword energy was fierce and chilling, truly a deadly swordsmanship. The fallen petals on the ground swirled around her, drawn by the sword energy, like a fairy among flowers. Her slender waist swayed in the wind, a beautiful sight indeed. What a heroine! Every movement she made exuded a heroic air. Seeing this, Lin Yuan could no longer suppress his desire. His left hand materialized, and a blue longsword suddenly appeared.

With a playful, cat-and-mouse mentality, he pounced with a wicked grin. The woman, engrossed in her sword dance, noticed someone approaching with a sword. She felt the air whistling as the sword energy swept towards her. The woman in red remained calm, turning and raising her sword to parry. In the blink of an eye, the two swords clashed, producing a deafening roar. The two passed each other. Lin Yuan saw the woman thrust her sword at his chest without hesitation, and he was greatly impressed. What a heroine! Although he had only used a little strength, which was extraordinary even for ordinary people, she had managed to parry and even launch a counterattack. As a frail woman from the palace, she was truly admirable.

Lin Yuan's desire remained undiminished, but his curiosity also surged. Facing the woman's fierce attack, he casually flicked his wrist, creating a wall of swords to meet her. The woman in red knew from the first exchange that her opponent was incredibly strong and had suffered a slight disadvantage. This time, just before their swords clashed, she suddenly slid away, the blade piercing straight into Lin Yuan's chest. An ordinary person would likely have died from that sword. But

who was Lin Yuan? If it were someone like Dugu Qiubai or Dongfang Bubai, he would never dare to be careless. However, against such a weak swordsman, he didn't need to pay any attention. Sensing the red-clad woman's change of tactics, Lin Yuan advanced instead of retreating, casually unleashing wave after wave of sword energy, trapping her within. The red-clad woman, suddenly feeling the sword energy approaching, was terrified. She leaped and bounded, swords flying, dust billowing, unleashing all her ultimate moves.

After a hundred moves, Lin Yuan calmly sheathed his sword and stood aside, the red-clad woman standing opposite him. Clearly, the red-clad woman's stamina was failing, unable to launch a rapid attack. She breathed heavily, and Lin Yuan finally took a closer look at her. She appeared to be around thirty years old, with delicate features. A red top clung tightly to her figure, and fragrant sweat flowed from her. Her beautiful eyes held a stubbornness, a wildness that easily aroused a conquering man's desire. Men love conquering women like this.

Lin Yuan's lust surged. He casually tossed his longsword, a sharp killing intent locking onto her as his target. The woman in red knew she couldn't avoid it. She gripped her sword with both hands, gathering all her strength to meet the attack. But how could she withstand Lin Yuan's aura? While she might possess some genuine swordsmanship skills, a direct confrontation was futile. Before their swords even clashed, his overwhelming presence alone sent her sword flying.

With her sword gone and unable to escape the oppressive sword energy, she was about to close her eyes and accept her fate when suddenly a strong arm pulled her into a firm embrace, avoiding the devastating blow.

The woman in red cautiously opened her eyes, looking with lingering fear at the sword embedded almost to the hilt in the blue stone beside her. Regaining her composure, she remembered being held in a man's arms. She tried to push him away, but his grip was too tight.

The man's heavy breath hit her face. Looking at his stunningly handsome face, and being held so tightly, the woman in red's face instantly flushed crimson.

Lin Yuan embraced the woman in red, stunned by her shy demeanor. His stubborn eyes blurred, shifting like water. What a beautiful woman! His mind went blank.

The woman in red, exposed to his naked gaze, went limp, utterly powerless to resist.

Lin Yuan's desire surged. He carried the woman in red into a side hall of the inner palace. The woman in red seemed to know his intentions, her jade-like face flushing even more beautifully. She couldn't help but shyly bury her head in his chest.

Truly, no woman could resist Lin Yuan's alluring charm. Looking at the woman in his arms, her posture a mixture of welcoming and resisting, Lin Yuan's vanity was greatly satisfied. Seeing

her pouting lips, he felt immense pleasure and quickly placed her soft body on the couch, lowering his head to bite her.

The woman in red looked shyly at his peerless face, slowly closing her beautiful eyes. The two kissed passionately, the woman in red wrapping her arms around Lin Yuan's strong back, stroking it. Lin Yuan, while tenderly kissing her, also caressed her soft breasts. In no time, Lin Yuan had stripped the woman in red naked, revealing a flawless, beautiful body before him. His bewitching eyes gleamed with a purple light. The woman in red, blushing, lay on her back, her beautiful eyes closed, quietly awaiting his tenderness.

Lin Yuan grasped her breasts with one hand, massaging them, while the other guided his erection into her body. A soft, beautiful moan escaped the woman in red.

After a storm of passion, the surging, turbulent energy within Lin Yuan gradually subsided, the side effects of the Soul Pill completely suppressed. The woman in red lay contentedly in his arms, her slender hands lovingly caressing his chest.

"Do you know which palace Yang Xianrong lives in?" After their passion subsided, Lin Yuan remembered his purpose for coming. He lightly kissed the beautiful woman's lips in his arms, gazing at her soft breasts, and asked casually.

"You're looking for the Empress. What's your relationship with her?" The woman in red was startled by his question. She looked at Lin Yuan with a puzzled expression, her voice soft and melodious, giving Lin Yuan an indescribable feeling.

This was the first thing she had said to Lin Yuan since their passionate encounter after entering the palace. Lin Yuan hadn't expected that he would have consummated their relationship without exchanging a single word. Sometimes, matters of the heart between men and women are that simple; a loving glance and a passionate heart can instantly create a fleeting affair.

He smiled faintly and said, "It has nothing to do with me. I was just curious and wanted to see this legendary empress who was five times established and five times deposed in the Jin Dynasty, and then forcibly taken to the Former Zhao Dynasty and established as empress. Can you tell me where she lives?"

"Are you Han Chinese? Why do you look so strange? Hmm, and you give off such a captivating aura. I've fallen in love with you against my will." The woman in red didn't answer Lin Yuan's question. She gently stroked Lin Yuan's handsome face, speaking tenderly.

"I suppose so," Lin Yuan said calmly.

"Can you tell me your name?" The woman in red gently bit Lin Yuan's lip, speaking softly.

"Yes, but you must first tell me where Yang Xianrong is," Lin Yuan said calmly.

"Do you really want to see her that much?" The woman in red stopped what she was doing, cupped Lin Yuan's face, and looked at him intently.

"Is there something wrong?" Lin Yuan looked at her, puzzled.

“What’s so beautiful about a woman who has brought shame upon her country and people?” she said sadly, a faint sorrow flashing in her beautiful eyes.

“You are Yang Xianrong.” Lin Yuan looked at her expression, a thought flashing through his mind, and he immediately realized.

“I’ve forgotten this name for a long time.” Her beautiful eyes reddened, and she said softly.

“I’m sorry, I’ve stirred up your sad memories.” Lin Yuan said, slightly embarrassed.

“In the midst of war and chaos, what kind of resistance can a weak woman like me put up? Don’t say sorry, just love me properly one more time.” Yang Xianrong said sadly, and offered another kiss.

Chapter 31 Bloodstained Palace

“Are you willing to leave here?”

After the passion subsided, Lin Yuan felt a pang of pity for this unfortunate historical beauty. He gently embraced her delicate body and said softly.

“In this chaotic time and space, all countries are in turmoil. If I leave here, where can I go?” Yang Xianrong smiled sadly and said.

"Emperor Yuan of Jin has restored the Jin Dynasty in Jiangnan, and your daughter, Princess Qinghe, has returned to the Jin imperial court. Don't you want to be with her?" Lin Yuan said calmly.

"You can take me away from here." Upon hearing this news, Yang Xianrong seemed to grasp a glimmer of hope in the darkness. She looked at Lin Yuan with expectant eyes and said sadly.

"There is nothing in this world that I, the Heavenly Beauty Emperor, cannot do." Lin Yuan said with a faint arrogance.

"Heavenly Beauty Emperor, indeed, your appearance is handsome and unparalleled in the world." Yang Xianrong murmured softly. After a long while, she looked at him steadily and said, "Alright, I will leave here with you. Whether you can send me back to the Jin Dynasty or not, I will follow you for the rest of my life."

"Is that acceptable? I only want to take you away from here and send you back to the Jin Dynasty to reunite with Princess Qinghe. Your infatuation is too easily entrusted to others." Lin Yuan smiled faintly upon hearing this.

"You don't want to be with me?" Yang Xianrong trembled upon hearing this, her voice trembling with fear. "

Do you despise me because I'm now a withered flower, and that's why you've decided to abandon me?" "It's not as despicable as you think. I've never liked being burdened by love. If you stay by my side, I'm afraid your future will be very unhappy. Can you bear the blow of such anxiety and uncertainty?" Lin Yuan said calmly.

"Nothing in the world can compare to the pain of losing a country and its people, and being separated from one's own flesh and blood. As long as I can be by your side, I can endure any blow." Yang Xianrong hugged his strong body tightly and said firmly.

"In that case, I'll take you back to the Jin Dynasty first." Lin Yuan said calmly.

"What do you mean!" Yang Xianrong looked at him and asked cautiously.

"I haven't settled matters in the martial world yet. I'll come to see you after I've dealt with my own affairs." Lin Yuan said calmly.

"Alright, I promise you, I will wait for you in the Jin Dynasty forever, my husband, please don't break your promise." Yang Xianrong clung tightly to him, afraid that if she let go, he would disappear forever.

Hearing her call him "husband" directly, Lin Yuan smiled faintly. This unexpected lovemaking had unexpectedly brought him a cheap wife; women of the ancient dynasty were truly unbelievable.

"However, we are in the former Zhao imperial palace, surrounded by patrolling guards. How will we leave?" Having received Lin Yuan's affirmative answer, Yang Xianrong felt relieved, but worry returned to her jade-like face.

"That's easy. We can come and go freely in the Han imperial palace, let alone this small pseudo-state court." Lin Yuan casually put on his holy robes and changed her into a set of women's purple holy robes.

Under the soft and beautiful crystal holy robes, she looked even more charming and indescribably beautiful. Lin Yuan kissed her lightly, took her hand, and walked out proudly.

"Husband, are you really going to walk out like this? Wouldn't that easily attract the attention of the palace guards?" Yang Xianrong turned pale with fright when she saw Lin Yuan walk out so casually.

"You're afraid of even this little danger? How can you possibly live with me in the future?" Lin Yuan said coldly, unconcerned.

"Since my husband insists, I have no choice but to follow you to the death. Even if you go to the ends of the earth, I will never leave you." Yang Xianrong looked at Lin Yuan's disdainful gaze, a surge of pride rising within her. She raised her head and walked out first.

Lin Yuan stared at her proud figure as she walked away, momentarily stunned. He had only intended to frighten her to extinguish her infatuation with him, but he hadn't expected her to be so sincere. For a moment, Lin Yuan was at a loss.

Just as she was about to disappear around the corner at the end of the palace, Lin Yuan shook his head and swiftly disappeared.

Yang Xianrong walked forward defiantly, her mind racing, listening intently for any sound behind her. Lin Yuan's footsteps remained silent, and a bitter feeling welled up inside her. "

Men are often fickle," she thought, "and that's no exaggeration." Had he simply toyed with her and then abandoned her? As she pondered these thoughts, a slight breeze rustled through the air. Just as she turned to look, she found herself tumbling into a broad embrace. She was about to scream in shock when a kiss was firmly sealed between her lips.

It was him. Recognizing his familiar scent, Yang Xianrong gave up struggling and responded to Lin Yuan's kiss.

"You're so naughty! How dare you be so indecent in broad daylight in the palace!" After a moment of tenderness, Yang Xianrong nestled against him, playfully scolding him.

"If I weren't naughty, you wouldn't love me. Alright, enough talk. I'm taking you away from here. Want to see a good show?" Lin Yuan said with a faint smile.

"What's the show?" Yang Xianrong asked curiously. Nourished by love, she radiated happiness and no longer cared about the impending danger. Even if it were a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, she wouldn't care. The power of love is sometimes that immense.

"Just follow me," Lin Yuan said with a faint smile, gently embracing her delicate body as they walked out of the palace.

"You audacious scoundrel! How dare you disrespect the Empress! Guards, seize this man immediately!" As

Lin Yuan led Yang Xianrong out of the palace gates, a furious shout rang out. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man dressed as a military commander glaring at him. Dozens of soldiers rushed forward menacingly.

"Heh, even a clown dares to be so presumptuous before me," Lin Yuan chuckled calmly. His left hand gently embraced Yang Xianrong, while his right hand flicked out several short blue swords, each about an inch long, pointing towards the crowd. A strong aura of killing intent instantly emanated from his cold smile. Before anyone could understand what was happening, Lin Yuan had already killed them on the spot.

Yang Xianrong watched in fear, her heart filled with even greater infatuation and love for Lin Yuan. The military commander, clearly not expecting Lin Yuan to possess such power, was momentarily stunned.

Only when Lin Yuan reached his side did he snap out of his daze.

"Help! Help! Bandits have broken into the palace and taken the Empress hostage! Help! Help!" the military commander cried out in terror.

"Stop shouting. Go back and tell your master that from this day forward, Yang Xianrong has nothing to do with him anymore. From this moment on, she belongs only to me, the noble and unparalleled wife of the Heavenly Beauty Emperor," Lin Yuan said calmly, sending the military commander flying five zhang away with a light kick.

Hearing Lin Yuan's words, Yang Xianrong nestled happily into his arms.

The former Zhao palace was now in an uproar. Since the founding of the nation, no one has ever dared to act recklessly in the palace. This person who kidnapped the Empress is truly despicable. All the soldiers were enraged by this shocking news.

Looking at the soldiers who were crowding in from all directions, Lin Yuan calmly looked at the beautiful woman in his arms and asked, "Are you afraid?"

"As long as I can be with you, no matter what happens, I am not afraid." Yang Xianrong smiled sweetly and said softly.

"Hehe, good, you have guts. I like this kind of woman. Today, I will scare Chang'an and be arrogant for once, hmph." Lin Yuan smiled indifferently. He gently embraced Yang Xianrong with his left arm and walked slowly outside, but a single-soldier energy storm suddenly appeared in his right hand.

"Release the Empress at once, or I will spare your life!"

"Bold demon, release the Empress at once!

"

The crowd shouted, but no one dared to step forward. The weapon that suddenly appeared in Lin Yuan's hand was too shocking. He was already so alluringly beautiful, and the appearance of his weapon was even more baffling. For a moment, everyone was terrified and surrounded him, shouting loudly.

"Hehe, there are actually people who call me a demon. Hmm, I've been in this chaotic spacetime for so long, and this seems to be the first time I've heard anyone call me that. Interesting, very interesting." Lin Yuan said with a faint smile. He casually raised the Energy Storm and pointed it at the crowd, arrogantly saying, "If you don't want to die, get out of the way quickly, otherwise, if my killing intent is aroused, hehe, then I'm very sorry."

"Insolence!" Several Imperial Guards, upon hearing his arrogant words, were filled with rage and rushed forward in unison.

"Huh, so there really are people who aren't afraid of the Storm Stream's threat? Commendable courage indeed." Lin Yuan paused for a moment, then said calmly . The crowd looked at him, bewildered. Inspired by the few Imperial Guards, they all let out a shout and charged forward.

"Fine, since you're not afraid of death, then don't blame me for being ruthless." Lin Yuan thought to himself, pressing the stun button with his right hand. The Storm Stream unleashed a piercing roar, a continuous barrage of explosions. A stream of red energy shot from the muzzle, the immense recoil causing Lin Yuan's body to tremble slightly. In an instant, the dozens of soldiers surrounding Lin Yuan were torn to shreds by the energy stream; its power was astonishing. The crowd was immediately stunned, all involuntarily stopping in their tracks, staring blankly at him.

Lin Yuan had been provoked; once his killing intent arose, it could no longer be quelled. He didn't understand why the crowd wasn't afraid of the Storm Stream, but he forgot the most important question.

The Storm Stream uses powerful kinetic energy to propel a fingernail-sized metal plate, creating a storm-like attack. It's a land-based weapon specifically designed to block various energy projectiles. These firearms are high-powered weapons from the Great Federation era of later times; the ancients from this warped timeline had never heard of them, so why would they be afraid? The

Storm Stream in Lin Yuan's hand is a forbidden product of the Lin family. This Storm Stream is about two meters long, with four square barrels arranged side by side. Each barrel contains four flat chambers, with four energy converters located within. The entire Storm Stream is made entirely of energy crystals. The four energy converters can continuously and rapidly extract free energy from the air and convert it into storm energy, completely eliminating the need for constant reloading of ordinary Storm Streams. Its power is truly astonishing.

He laughed arrogantly as he led Yang Xianrong out of the imperial city, his right hand gripping the handle of the Storm Stream and swinging it back and forth, creating a huge fan-shaped energy stream.

Yang Xianrong was visibly shaken by the deafening roar of the storm. She clutched her ears, yet her expression remained unusually excited, like a girl celebrating a festival, enjoying the colorful fireworks but unable to bear the deafening sound. Lin Yuan glanced at her, puzzled, but continued walking without stopping.

In his path, all the soldiers were torn to shreds by the storm. The crowd stared at him in horror, scrambling for cover. This man was truly terrifying, especially his weapon, which was unheard of. Thousands of soldiers had been surrounded, yet they were killed on the spot before even reaching him within ten zhang. Nothing could be more horrifying.

Lin Yuan was like a messenger from hell; the crowd fled in terror, some even dying before they could understand what was happening, their spirits filled with resentment.

According to incomplete statistics afterward, Lin Yuan killed over a thousand people within a few hundred feet of the imperial city gates. This news spread throughout the martial arts world, and the name "Heavenly Beauty Emperor" instantly became a sensation. Lin Yuan became a rising star highly anticipated by all martial artists.

Chapter 32: Failed Mission

"Lord Zhou, in your opinion, will that person return? Today is the third day. Should we retreat or continue towards the northern desert?" A Han general, hands behind his back, looked out at the primeval forest and asked.

"General Pang, don't be impatient. Let's wait. According to yesterday's scouts, the Left Wise King's court, over a hundred miles away, was attacked overnight by mysterious figures, resulting in the complete annihilation of their army. Thirty thousand soldiers and twenty thousand civilians were killed on the spot, with no one surviving." Lord Zhou, whom the Han general spoke of, slowly walked out of the tent. He looked towards the northern desert and said calmly.

"Lord Zhou means that this was entirely the work of that person," General Pang said after a moment's thought.

"It shouldn't have been the same person. According to our scouts, only 50,000 corpses were left at the scene, but the 50,000 Xiongnu horses are nowhere to be found. Some say that the 50,000 horses were driven back to Zhao by Marquis Xiang Shaolong. Whether this news is true or not remains to be verified. If it really was that person, he wouldn't have needed to drive the horses away." Lord Zhou pondered for a long time before speaking calmly.

"If it really was him alone, that's terrifying." General Pang sighed softly.

"Yes, one person is enough to withstand an attack of 50,000 men. Such ability cannot be called human; only gods or demons could possess such astonishing power." Lord Zhou agreed wholeheartedly.

"Fortunately, we didn't become his enemy. He keeps saying he's a descendant of the Han people. Lord Zhou, in your opinion, is this true?" General Pang asked.

"Whether he is or not, as long as he doesn't stand against my Han dynasty, I'm already thankful." Lord Zhou said calmly.

"Lord Zhou is loyal and patriotic; his magnanimity truly puts me to shame," General Pang flattered.

"Not at all, not at all. This is what a subject should do. General Pang, you are too modest," Lord Zhou quickly returned the compliment.

The two stood there exchanging insincere compliments.

Hypocritical and shameless in officialdom! Lin Yuan cursed inwardly as he carried Yang Xianrong and flew over. After the bloody battle of Chang'an, Lin Yuan rested for a day before rushing towards the Yellow River basin with Yang Xianrong.

When he arrived at the Han Dynasty's envoy camp after his long journey, he overheard the two men's flattery. Seeing their earnestly feigned faces, Lin Yuan felt extremely uncomfortable, even having an urge to beat them up.

"My lord, you're back!"

Lord Zhou and General Pang only saw a blur before their eyes, and a purple figure appeared at the tent entrance. They opened their eyes and saw who it was. The two men approached with fawning expressions. Upon seeing Yang Xianrong in Lin Yuan's arms, they were instantly captivated by her beauty. What a stunning beauty!

This young man was truly blessed with good fortune; every time he appeared, he was accompanied by a beautiful woman. They secretly envied him, but dared not show it. Though jealous, they maintained an unusually respectful demeanor.

"How are Zhaojun and the others?" Lin Yuan asked with a faint hum.

"They are fine. Miss Zhaojun and the other young ladies have been very concerned about you these past three days. My lord, shall I go and invite them over?" General Pang said obsequiously.

"Hmm, bring them all over. I should take them with me now," Lin Yuan replied indifferently. He utterly despised the hypocrisy of these people.

"Yes, my lord," General Pang replied respectfully, quickly accepting the order and leaving.

"My lord, you're back."

After a moment, a soft voice rang out. Lin Yuan looked in the direction of the voice and saw eleven beautiful women approaching him one after another. The one leading them was none other than Wang Zhaojun, the historical beauty who had been ordered to go beyond the Great Wall.

"Are you all alright?" Lin Yuan nodded and asked calmly.

"We are all fine. The two lords have treated us well," Wang Zhaojun replied softly.

"Then thank you

, my lords," Lin Yuan said calmly. "You're too kind, my lord. This is what we should do," Lord Zhou and General Pang quickly said with smiles.

"Alright, the matter here is settled. You may return to the capital to report back," Lin Yuan said calmly, looking at the two men.

"My lord, this..." Lord Zhou and General Pang looked at Wang Zhaojun with difficulty.

"The Left Wise King's Court has been destroyed by me, and the Empress of the Former Zhao Dynasty has been taken as my wife. If Emperor Yuan of Han wants to punish you, then you can blame all the mistakes on me," Lin Yuan said calmly.

"What?! You really destroyed the Left Wise King's court all by yourself, and you killed those 50,000 people all by yourself?" Lord Zhou and General Pang were shocked upon hearing this. Although they had been somewhat prepared, they were still trembling and their limbs went weak upon hearing this news. The women also looked at him with suspicion and uncertainty.

"I suppose so. Alright, I don't have time to waste with you all. Go back now." Lin Yuan said, not caring whether the women agreed or not. With a wave of his hand, a white light flashed, and the women were stored in his storage space. He leaped away like lightning, leaving only a fleeting afterimage in the eyes of Lord Zhou and General Pang.

Even after Lin Yuan had gone far away, the two remained stunned. When they came to their senses, Lin Yuan had already crossed the Yellow River and was heading straight for the Han Empire. Since the Eastern Jin Dynasty was located to the left of the Han Empire, Lin Yuan's journey was essentially a side trip.

Seeing that the situation was beyond repair, Lord Zhou and General Pang had no choice but to return to the capital. The Han Dynasty's mission was a complete failure. Anything could happen in a chaotic spacetime. They were caught in its machinations, their strength weak; what could they do to Lin Yuan?

Chapter 33: The Sound of the Qin on the River

– The Han Empire

, the first superpower in the chaotic space-time continuum, was ruled by Emperor Wang Jingyao, who came from the future and possessed profound knowledge of the future. Leveraging this advantage, he unified the other side of the ancient Chinese kingdom in the chaotic space within a mere twenty years—the legendary gathering place of the six continents. Because he came from the future, the Han Empire he established was called the Later Han Empire by other nations. It stood in stark contrast to the Former Han Dynasty, the birthplace of the Han people, the Great Han Dynasty. The two nations were known as the 'Twin Heavenly Dynasties.' In the chaotic space, the six continents occupied half of the entire land area. These six continents contained the most barbarian nations in the chaotic space. From the seventh year of the Han Empire's founding to the twenty-seventh year, war constantly accompanied the Later Han army. This era was also known as the 'Glorious Era of the Great Empire,' with hundreds of large and small countries across the six western continents all incorporated into the Han Empire's territory.

The Mount Hua Sword Tournament was held atop Mount Hua within the Han Empire.

After several days of long travel, Lin Yuan finally entered the territory of the Han Empire. When passing through the Jin Dynasty, apart from Yang Xianrong, none of the other women wanted to stay in the Jin palace. Lin Yuan had no choice but to leave with the women. His farewell

to Yang Xianrong was naturally accompanied by many kind words and tears.

The Wei River, also known as the Wei, is the largest tributary of the Yellow River. Located in central Shaanxi Province, it originates from the Niaoshu Mountain northwest of Weiyuan County, Gansu Province, flows southeast to Qingshui County, enters Shaanxi Province, traverses the Wei River Plain, and flows east to Tongguan, where it joins the Yellow River, passing through the historical city of Xi'an (also known as Chang'an). It is 818 kilometers long with a drainage area of 134,300 square kilometers. Its upper reaches and tributaries on the north bank, such as the Jing River and Luo River, flow through the Loess Plateau, carrying large amounts of silt. The middle and lower reaches are crisscrossed by canals, serving as a vital waterway for grain transport in Guanzhong from the Han to the Tang dynasties.

Lin Yuan seemed to have an inextricable bond with water. After entering the chaotic space, whenever he needed to cross borders to reach another place, he always used waterways. After leaving the Jin Dynasty, he entered the Yellow River again, traveling upstream towards Mount Hua. On August 13th, he finally arrived at the Wei River basin. With his incredible speed across the river, he could reach the summit of Mount Hua in a day or two. Only now did he feel extremely exhausted.

Since escaping Dongfang Bubai's control, more than ten days of continuous trekking and fighting would be unbearable even for an iron man, let alone someone who hadn't yet reached the energy body realm. Although super-evolved beings could go seven or eight days without rest, the prolonged mechanical activity was still extremely tiring.

Looking at the distant main peak of Mount Hua, he finally couldn't resist diving into the water and falling into a deep sleep. The unique water-repellent properties of his purple holy armor allowed him to lie at the bottom of the water without any worries, quietly savoring the rare tranquility.

A melodious zither tune descended from the sky, penetrating the water's depths. Lin Yuan, before he could even drift off to sleep, was awakened by the music. He initially wanted to rage, but listening to the beautiful melody, he restrained himself and closed his eyes to rest.

In his opinion, the one who could play such a tender, poignant piece must be a beautiful woman; what reason did he have to be angry with a woman? Who would have the leisure to play on the Wei River? Presumably, some large ship was passing by, and the music inevitably reached the water, but that would only be for a moment.

However, man proposes, God disposes. As the music continued, an anchor fell into the river, landing precisely three zhang (approximately 10 meters) to Lin Yuan's side. Through the waterproof cover of his holy robe, the anchor's shape was clearly visible.

Then, another zither tune, with a completely different style, arose, utterly disrupting Lin Yuan's peace of mind. The music was beautiful and melodious, yet it was filled with suggestive and insinuating meaning. The notes, seemingly a plea for pleasure and a declaration of love, intertwined with the previously played music, clearly played by a different person. The two seemed to be engaged in a fierce battle, yet also tenderly in love, the music rising ever higher. Stimulated by the music, the alluring energy within Lin Yuan slowly circulated, then gradually lost control, accelerating its flow. A faint desire boiled over with the rapid surge of the alluring energy, the urge to make love to a woman once more surging within Lin Yuan. "

Hmph, not letting me sleep and disturbing my emotions! This is intolerable!" Lin Yuan, his chest filled with anger, casually retrieved a seven-stringed jade zither from his storage space. His fingers flew across the strings, and the 'Heavenly Demon Melody' began to play, its music stirring and passionate. This seven-stringed zither, crafted from energy jade, was meticulously crafted by Lin Yuan during the Federation era for the 'Heavenly Demon Melody.' With the aid of energy, the 'Heavenly Demon Melody's' power was incomparable to his playing on an ordinary seven-stringed zither.

A sound seemingly emanating from beyond the heavens, the captivating sound waves of the Heavenly Demon Melody surged across the water, containing a powerful hidden force that pierced directly to the surface.

A massive wave instantly stirred up gusts of dark wind and monstrous waves beneath the surface, powerful and unrestrained, its destructive force sweeping across the river.

Several exclamations then echoed from the river's surface. The explosions continued

unabated, yet the music on the river's surface remained, though the sound waves from the two players were gradually weakening. Before Lin Yuan had finished his piece, the river was completely silent.

"Who is it? Who dared to attack from behind?"

After a long while, a soft voice finally rang out; judging from the vibrations of the sound waves, she was definitely a young woman. Lin Yuan hadn't expected that someone could remain conscious while being bewitched by the 'Heavenly Demon Melody' played on the seven-stringed zither made of energy jade. This person's strength was absolutely astonishing. Although she was also struggling to resist the brainwashing effect of the melody, and her voice wasn't very strong, simply maintaining a clear mind was enough to amaze Lin Yuan.

He forcibly suppressed the boiling desire within him, holding the zither in his left hand and lightly plucking the strings with his right. The music flowed continuously, bursting forth from the water. Several water columns rose against the sky, and Lin Yuan instantly burst out of the water. A wall of water surged towards the source of the voice as he appeared.

The river surface surged, and water columns shot upwards against the sky, then fell back to the river surface. Immediately afterward, several more water columns shot into the sky, like giant waves crashing onto the beach, wave after wave sweeping in.

Lin Yuan stood proudly on the river, countless water columns dancing around him to the music, conjuring up infinite mysteries. Like the wrath of the River God, like the sea god descending from the mountain, a luxurious ship rose and fell with the waves not far from him. A dozen or so white-clad girls, soaked to the bone by the giant waves, stumbled and tumbled on the bow. In the center of them stood a long-haired girl with a cold and indifferent expression. Opposite her, a slender and handsome young man sat cross-legged, but his expression was not as natural as the long-haired girl's. Seeing his flushed face and his struggle to steady his slightly trembling body, Lin Yuan could tell that he was no match for him.

He was more curious about the long-haired girl on the ship. Giant waves kept crashing against the ship, but although she was soaked to the bone, revealing her beautiful curves, her jade feet were as steady as Mount Tai. No matter which direction the ship tilted, it could not shake her delicate body.

The white-clad girl beside her had long lost her mind under the brainwashing influence of the 'Heavenly Demon Song', her eyes revealing a blank and lifeless aura. The handsome young man tried his best to resist, but it was only a dying struggle, a futile effort. But upon hearing the music, her mind remained unshaken; instead, her beautiful eyes blazed with an endless, chilling killing intent.

What a peerless master, what a stunning beauty! As Lin Yuan appeared on the river, her cold gaze locked onto him, and Lin Yuan simultaneously sensed her hostility. Seeing Lin Yuan's breathtakingly handsome face, she couldn't help but pause, then her jade-like cheeks flushed slightly as she secretly praised him. Lin Yuan had the same thought. Knowing their strength was perhaps evenly matched, a look of seriousness immediately filled their faces.

Chapter 34 The Ancestor of the Ancient Tomb

"I never imagined that the dignified Heavenly Beauty Emperor would resort to sneak attacks from behind. It's truly unexpected."

After a long silence, the long-haired girl finally spoke.

"You know me." Lin Yuan was taken aback and asked.

"Your appearance reveals your identity. In this chaotic time and space, where masters from all dynasties gather, only you could possess such a strange and captivating appearance." The long-haired girl said calmly.

"Is that so? Then how do you know me? I don't know you." Lin Yuan asked curiously, his hands involuntarily stopping their playing, and the turbulent river surface slowly calmed down.

"On the first day of the eighth month, you fought a great battle with Dugu Qiubai in Handan, Zhao, barely managing a draw; on the third day of the eighth month, you annihilated 50,000 soldiers and civilians in one night at the Left Wise King's court on the border of Zhao; on the fourth day of the eighth month, you kidnapped the former Zhao Empress in the former Zhao palace and slaughtered 3,000 palace guards. Such 'great achievements' are known to everyone in the martial arts world." The long-haired girl said calmly.

"Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast. This news has spread way too quickly," Lin Yuan muttered to himself.

"Your name has already spread throughout the martial arts world. Everyone wants to meet this rapidly rising star. I originally thought you were a peerless hero, but I'm quite disappointed after meeting you," the long-haired girl said sarcastically.

"Are you blaming me for disturbing your enjoyment?" Lin Yuan said calmly.

"My maids are innocent. If you want to deal with me, come at me. Why involve the innocent?" the long-haired girl said coldly.

"I was sleeping underwater when you disturbed my sleep. I haven't even questioned you yet, and you're already questioning me. What kind of logic is that?" Lin Yuan snorted coldly, his face showing displeasure.

Upon hearing this, the long-haired girl realized that their argument had stemmed from a misunderstanding. It was truly lamentable and laughable.

"I was unaware you were asleep. Please forgive my rudeness. As for my maids, I wonder if Your Majesty could show them mercy?"

"I had no intention of harming them. Since you have pleaded for their lives, I should comply." Lin Yuan's expression softened upon hearing this. He gently plucked the strings of his zither, and after a few notes, the women's beautiful eyes gradually regained their clarity.

"Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty. Would Your Majesty do me the honor of sparring with me?" The long-haired girl smiled slightly upon seeing her maids regain their senses.

"This..." Lin Yuan hesitated, but before he could react, the long-haired girl had already swiftly arrived.

"Please enlighten me, Your Majesty!" A soft, melodious voice rang out, and several white shadows shot from her hands toward Lin Yuan.

"Heh, so you're using me as a practice target? Fine, I'll see how strong you really are." Lin Yuan snorted, leaping into the air to meet the attack. His hands swiftly plucked the strings of his zither, and a sudden melody erupted. Instantly, a wall of water rose from the river, and several water arrows materialized, shooting towards the white figure.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft..."

After several loud bangs, the water arrows were shattered by the white figure. Their momentum slowed, and Lin Yuan suddenly moved forward, his right hand reaching out to grab several white figures.

He felt something smooth and soft against his skin. Looking down, he saw it was a white silk veil. Lin Yuan was momentarily stunned, a name flashing through his mind.

The long-haired girl, holding the veil in her hand, quickly raised her hands, the veil tracing several mysterious wave-like circles, layering over Lin Yuan's body.

Lin Yuan didn't retaliate, letting the long-haired girl bind him tightly, while he still held the other end of the veil firmly in his hand. A long-haired girl leaped gracefully, her delicate and beautiful face appearing before Lin Yuan.

"The renowned Heavenly Beauty Emperor is nothing more than this," she said coldly, looking at Lin Yuan with a mocking tone.

"Is that so?" Lin Yuan revealed a wicked smile. The long-haired girl stared, stunned. A flash of blue light appeared, and a silver thread shot out from Lin Yuan's right hand. The girl felt a sudden breeze, and her body tumbled into Lin Yuan's arms.

Looking down, she saw that she was tightly bound by a silver rope as thick as a thumb, and Lin Yuan's left hand was shamelessly holding her close. His seven-stringed zither was nowhere to be seen.

"What are you doing? Let me go! They're watching!"

Held in Lin Yuan's arms, the long-haired girl felt a strong masculine scent emanating from him. Her heart pounded, her face flushed, and she involuntarily twisted her body, intensifying the contact between their limbs. A feeling of intoxication quietly crept into her heart.

"Tell me, are you Lin Chaoying?" Lin Yuan lowered his head and kissed her jade-like face, whispering softly.

"You, how did you know?" the long-haired girl said unconsciously. Looking at the handsome face so close to her, feeling his gentle kiss, her heart pounded even harder. An unprecedented pleasure overwhelmed her, making her completely unaware of what she was saying.

"The heirs of the Ancient Tomb Sect have always used white silk as their weapon. You are the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect. In the world, no one else can wield a white silk so skillfully. Tell me, how could I not know when such a beauty like you made your move?" Lin Yuan kissed her lightly and smiled faintly.

"You only understand now? Do you think you're so clever?" Lin Chaoying groaned.

"I never said I was clever." Lin Yuan smiled faintly.

"Let me go right now!" Lin Chaoying shouted.

"Wang Chongyang never held you like this, did he?" Lin Yuan smiled faintly.

"This is none of your business," Lin Chaoying retorted coldly, her face flushed.

"A stunning beauty, buried forever in an ancient tomb. Wang Chongyang truly doesn't know how to cherish a woman," Lin Yuan said with a faint smile. Upon hearing this

, Lin Chaoying's eyes reddened, and she immediately said coldly, "He is a gentleman, of course he wouldn't be as rude as you."

"Is that so? Since I am being rude, why aren't you struggling? Judging from your expression, you seem to be enjoying it," Lin Yuan said with a faint smile.

Only then did Lin Chaoying realize that she had unknowingly stopped wriggling, and her entire body was now completely nestled in his arms, looking like a pair of lovers deeply in love.

"You, you..." She felt extremely embarrassed upon hearing this, her face turning red. Just as she was about to get angry, Lin Yuan lightly kissed her, but then released his left hand that was holding her body.

"I was just teasing you, did you have to take it so seriously?" he said with a faint smile, his figure trembling, and the white veil was completely removed from his body, gently falling into his hand. As his body left, the silver ropes binding Lin Chaoying faded and disappeared. Lin Chaoying felt a lightness in her body, her freedom restored, and a faint yet intense sense of loss welled up in her heart.

Chapter 35 The Carefree Sect Leader

"You audacious madman, how dare you molest Miss Lin! Take this!"

Lin Chaoying looked at Lin Yuan blankly, unsure how to speak, when a furious shout came from the large ship.

The two looked in the direction of the sound, and there stood the slender young man who had been desperately resisting the zither music on the ship.

He held a long sword and shot towards Lin Yuan like lightning. A gust of wind swept by, and Lin Yuan casually slapped it away, a slight clinking sound, and a scabbard fell off.

The next moment, the slender young man's long sword was already piercing towards Lin Yuan's throat.

"He Zudao, what are you doing?" Lin Chaoying shouted urgently, her jade hand striking out rapidly, a powerful palm force surging towards him like a tidal wave.

"So you are He Zudao." Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan's gaze sharpened, and he looked at him coldly.

The slender young man was clearly caught off guard by Lin Chaoying's attack. In that brief moment of surprise, Lin Yuan's right index and middle fingers swiftly clamped down on his longsword. Lin Chaoying's palm strike landed on him; he pulled hard, but the sword remained unmoved. He quickly released his grip, his body plunging rapidly into the river.

A muffled groan followed. Although he was fast, in that brief moment of distraction while his sword was caught, he was still struck by Lin Chaoying's palm strike.

A soft splash followed, and He Zudao emerged from the waves, landing on the large ship. Standing at the bow, his face deathly pale, he was clearly injured by Lin Chaoying's palm strike. He looked at Lin Chaoying with surprise and confusion, asking, "Miss Lin, what do you mean by this?"

Lin Yuan looked at her, equally puzzled.

"I won't allow you to hurt him," Lin Chaoying said, her jade-like face slightly flushed.

“But he just made a lewd move on you. You’ve always hated lecherous men, so why are you acting so strangely today? Could he have cast some kind of spell on you?” He Zudao asked, startled.

“That’s my business, none of your concern. He Zudao, if there’s nothing else, you should leave.” Lin Chaoying’s jade-like face regained its coldness. She glanced at Lin Yuan, a strange light flashing in her beautiful eyes, then looked at He Zudao and said coldly.

“Miss Lin, why is that?” He Zudao asked, puzzled, his expression instantly showing disappointment.

What a fool,” the women on the boat thought to themselves, looking at him with infatuation. Their gazes were fixed on Lin Yuan, who stood on the river’s surface.

Seeing the women’s reactions, Lin Yuan finally understood Lin Chaoying’s mysterious thoughts. He didn’t expose them, but with a light leap, a purple shadow flashed, and he was already on the bow of the boat.

A strong aura of killing intent surged and spread from him as he slowly walked towards He Zudao.

"What do you want?" He Zudao pulled himself out of his dejected thoughts, looking at Lin Yuan with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice.

"You are that clown who is famous in the Western Regions, the so-called 'Three Saints of Kunlun' He Zudao." Lin Yuan said calmly.

"That's right, I am He Zudao, one of the Three Saints of Kunlun. And who are you?" He Zudao said arrogantly.

"You call yourself the Saint of the Qin, the Saint of the Sword, and the Saint of the Chess, so why can't you even withstand a single move from me? Is this what you call the Three Saints?" Lin Yuan sneered.

"You, you..." He Zudao was filled with anger, his face turning purple.

"What 'you'? If you're not convinced, come again." Lin Yuan said coldly. He didn't know why, but seeing this He Zudao, he felt a sense of disgust from the bottom of his heart, which was why he deliberately made things difficult for him.

"Fine, I don't care who you are. Putting aside your disrespectful behavior towards Miss Lin, just for insulting me, I will fight you to the death." He Zudao said angrily. His expression hardened, and with a flick of his longsword, he launched a preemptive attack. The attack was incredibly fast; a white blur flashed before Lin Yuan's eyes, and He Zudao had already launched three consecutive strikes, each aimed at his throat.

"This kid is truly enraged," Lin Yuan thought to himself. Before the force of the attack even touched him, his figure flashed, and before the afterimage disappeared, he was behind He Zudao. His left hand materialized, and a blue longsword swiftly pierced through He Zudao's sword-wielding arm. In that split second, the attack was faster than lightning. Although He Zudao was a master, he couldn't dodge Lin Yuan's sudden strike. Compared to Lin Yuan, he was still too weak.

"Boy, who are you? Please state your name," He Zudao asked, turning around in surprise. He ignored his bleeding arm, the waves of pain washing over him. He simply stared intently at Lin Yuan, as if trying to etch his image deeply into his memory.

"Going back to train hard, hoping to one day avenge your humiliation against me?" Lin Yuan said with a faint smile.

"Not bad," He Zudao said calmly.

"You don't even know who he is? You're too ashamed to travel the martial world anymore. You should stay hidden in the Western Regions and never come out again, lest you be ridiculed by your fellow martial artists." Lin Chaoying had somehow appeared at the bow of the boat, her face expressionless and sarcastic. The other women looked at him with disdain.

"I'm new to the Central Plains, so it's only natural that I don't know. What's wrong with that?" He Zudao said, his face flushing.

"Young man, the Central Plains isn't as simple as you imagine. In this land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, if you don't understand the heroes and powerful figures from all sides, you're likely to suffer losses. Heavenly Beauty Emperor, don't you agree?" A

clear voice rang out.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and the next moment, a handsome young man with a face like jade stood proudly before them. His white robes made him appear even more dashing.

Such speed! It seems he's another top expert who has come to participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament. Everyone's eyes lit up as they looked at him, secretly praising him.

"And who are you?" He Zudao asked irritably. Today was incredibly unlucky. He had hoped to showcase his talent in front of his beloved, but instead, one after another, unfathomable masters appeared. He Zudao thought to himself, feeling utterly disheartened.

Lin Yuan pondered for a moment, then his figure flashed, leaving a trail of afterimages as several powerful palm strikes cleaved towards the mysterious youth.

He smiled slightly, fearlessly saying, "Your Majesty has quite the interest, daring to spar with this old man. An eye for an eye, I shall receive your attack."

With that, he swiftly dodged, his palms suddenly rising, unleashing countless palm shadows to meet the attack.

A series of explosions followed, the two having exchanged dozens of blows. A powerful gust of wind tore through the air, and a destructive aura spread outwards. Lin Chaoying and He Zudao were forced back several steps by the force, while the remaining women retreated several meters away before they could catch their breath.

"The Six Yang Palms of Tianshan, you are Wuyazi, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect?" Lin Yuan exclaimed in surprise. After a few moves, Lin Yuan had already drawn a conclusion from his palm technique. The more martial arts figures he encountered, the faster his mind reacted. Many martial arts figures he had never met before could be recognized instantly, even if they only used one or two moves. Speaking of which, he had to thank his father. If his father hadn't transmitted all the chaotic information about martial arts masters to his mind, how could he have distinguished them so easily? It was a pity that he had already taken the pill; otherwise, he would have been extremely grateful to his father.

"You've seen me before!" This time, it was the mysterious young man's turn to be surprised. Lin Chaoying's expression changed drastically upon hearing this, while He Zudao looked completely bewildered. The name Wuyazi was completely unfamiliar to him.

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