One Thousand and One Nights, First Night: The Snow Melting

One Thousand and One Nights, First Night: Melting Snow
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"Uncle-Master!" Although the battle outside had not yet subsided, and the sounds of fighting could still be heard, the shock of seeing the sect leader Dao Xuanzi stagger in, his lips still stained with blood, was still hard to calm. "I'm fine." He managed to steady his voice, but his movements as he sat back down on the futon were not as steady as his voice. Dao Xuanzi looked at everyone in the hall. Apart from his second disciple Hong Xizi and third disciple Hong Xuanzi, who were still outside directing the battle, everyone else remained in the hall, their faces pale and their bodies trembling. The eldest disciple Hong Huizi, who was now at the head of the hall, did not appear as flustered as the others, but his hand supporting Dao Xuanzi was covered in cold sweat, and he kept looking out the door as if he could see the battle formation outside. It was clear that he was also flustered and unsettled, which made Dao Xuanzi slightly angry. Although Hong Huizi was the eldest disciple, he was younger than Hong Xizi and the others. If he were not Dao Xuanzi's senior brother and the only disciple left by Dao Qingzi, the former head of Qingfeng Temple, even if it was Dao Qingzi's dying wish, just looking at his current chaotic behavior in the face of danger, Dao Xuanzi really wondered if he had made a big mistake by promising his senior brother that he would pass on the position to Hong Huizi in order to avoid suspicion. "What's the panic?" Seeing that Hong Huizi couldn't calm down, and that everyone in the hall was also in a state of panic, Dao Xuanzi couldn't help but feel annoyed. "Just now, I exchanged internal strength with that 'Blood Leopard' Lu Po and won by one move. Lu Po is the leader of the invading enemy. This victory is enough to dampen their morale and keep them from making any rash moves for several hours. When Hong Zhao arrives with Fellow Daoist Qing Tian and the others, we can defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. Why panic?" "Yes... Disciple knows his mistake." Seeing that Hong Huizi outwardly knew his mistake, but his eyes still kept drifting outside, Dao Xuanzi spat inwardly. Where was the demeanor of the eldest disciple of Qingfeng Temple? Whether it was Hong Xizi, Hong Xuanzi, or even Hong Zhaozi and Hong Xiaozi who came down the mountain to seek help a few days ago, their martial arts and cultivation were all far superior to Hong Huizi's. "Honghui... uh, and Hongmei, Hongming, Hongying, Hongye, come here." "What are your orders, Uncle-Master?" "Although I defeated Lu Po just now," Dao Xuanzi lowered his voice to avoid making it too loud, "in terms of internal strength, Lu Po's Xuan Yang internal energy also invaded my internal organs. Although I didn't suffer a loss, if you can use your internal energy to extract the Xuan Yang internal energy from my body in stages, it will be more effective when you counterattack with me..." "In that case, your disciple will certainly do his duty." Knowing that Qingfeng Temple's internal energy cultivation method is not of the Yang type, it is completely different from Lu Po's Xuan Yang Gong. Although Dao Xuanzi was injured in terms of internal strength, and the other party would certainly not fare well, if they could extract the internal energy from Dao Xuanzi's body in time, their chances of winning in the future would be greater. Even if Lu Po's skill was strong, with the combined strength of the six of them, dissolving the energy that had invaded Dao Xuanzi's body wouldn't be too difficult. Hong Huizi quickly sat cross-legged behind Dao Xuanzi, placing his palms against his back, and began to circulate his energy to absorb the scorching Xuan Yang energy. Slowly absorbing and circulating, Hong Huizi gritted his teeth slightly. Although he couldn't compare to his junior brothers in martial arts cultivation, Dao Qingzi had deeply trained his internal energy, giving him a solid foundation. However, Lu Po's Xuan Yang energy far surpassed his expectations, making the absorption and circulation quite strenuous. Hong Huizi felt his entire body burning hot. This was only one-sixth of the energy; it was hard to imagine how Dao Xuanzi could endure six times that amount of Yang energy! No, that's not right! Just as Hong Huizi sensed something was wrong, a sudden, scorching sensation rushed into his palm, breaching his defenses in an instant. The intense heat surged into his internal organs almost immediately. Before he could even utter a sound, an overwhelming force erupted from Dao Xuanzi's body, as if he had been struck by a powerful blow without warning, sending him flying through the window and plunging into the river behind the house. The rushing water, though scalding from the intense heat emanating from his body, created a cloud of steam. Yet, it still swept him downstream with incredible speed. Before losing consciousness, Hong Huizi only heard a voice, the roar of Dao Xuanzi, "How dare you! Hong Hui, you dare to launch a sneak attack..." Although his body was in the water, the Xuan Yang force rushing towards him was truly powerful. Hong Huizi felt as if his whole body was burned to the point of being boneless. His mind was hazy, and he didn't know whether he was conscious or unconscious. His vision was filled with white smoke, and all he could hear was the hissing sound of water. His body was swept downstream by the water, but he couldn't struggle at all. He didn't know how long or how far he had been swept away. When Hong Huizi finally managed to open his eyes, biting his lip, all he saw was darkness. If it weren't for the faint light behind him, he would have thought he had fallen into the deepest hell. He gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but he was too weak. As he crawled, he felt the ground was smooth, yet it didn't feel like a normal person walking on it. He raised his head and felt an unbearable pain in his neck. He tried to circulate his qi, but his meridians felt empty, and he couldn't muster a single trace of true qi. Hong Huizi felt a chill in his heart. He knew that the Xuan Yang Qi that Dao Xuanzi had introduced was too powerful. His own internal strength was insufficient. It was as if two armies were fighting inside his body, and his meager internal strength had been completely destroyed under the fierce attack of the Xuan Yang Qi. He had barely regained consciousness, but it was only a temporary respite after the overwhelming victory of his Xuan Yang energy, much like a final burst of energy before death. When the dormant Xuan Yang energy returned, his body would be unable to withstand it, and he would surely perish from the flames. He couldn't believe he was going to die like this. He wondered what had become of Qingfeng Temple. Why did the sect leader, Dao Xuanzi, think he had ambushed him and then unleashed all his Xuan Yang energy into him? Could it be that his enemy was so skilled that he could sneak into the main hall of Qingfeng Temple and attack him while he was healing his uncle? His lips were bleeding from biting them, and Hong Huizi managed to stand up unsteadily. Suddenly, he realized that there were other people around! He jumped back in fright, but when he landed, he felt a surge of heat in his legs, which made him even more dizzy. Even the pain from hitting his calves was gone. Clearly, the moment when his Xuan Yang energy would erupt was about to arrive. Upon closer inspection, Hong Huizi breathed a sigh of relief. There was indeed someone else there, but their condition was worse than his own. He found himself inside a cave, beside a large, shimmering object on the cave wall—he couldn't tell if it was porcelain, jade, or a block of ice. A woman in white was encased within it. The surface was uneven, and the dim light made it impossible to see her face clearly. He wasn't sure if it was his failing eyesight or the darkness of the cave, but although the woman in white possessed an ethereal, otherworldly beauty, her clothes seemed somewhat disheveled. At this point, what did he care? He exhaled a warm breath, feeling a burning sensation within him. He knew the deadly Xuan Yang energy was about to resurface. He gritted his teeth, walked closer, and touched her. His hand felt incredibly cold and hard; the woman in white was completely encased in ice. He didn't know if she was still alive. Although he was nearing the brink of death, Hong Huizi couldn't help but marvel inwardly. The place wasn't particularly cold, and such a large block of ice couldn't have formed naturally. If it had been frozen by a person using their internal energy, that person's skill would likely be unparalleled, making them a formidable master in the martial arts world—truly astonishing. While Qingfeng Temple's internal energy was also close to the Yin-Yang school, to freeze such a large block of ice would be difficult even for all the disciples working together. He wondered who the woman inside was, how she could be sealed here, and whether she was still alive. The fire within him surged again. Hong Huizi sighed inwardly, then a thought suddenly flashed into his mind. Since he was already destined to perish in flames, with the fierce and domineering power of the Xuan Yang energy within him, perhaps even after death, its residual power wouldn't diminish, leaving not even a remains, only ashes. He might as well try to melt this large block of ice with his Xuan Yang energy. If the person inside was still alive, perhaps he could save her; even if he failed, with his internal fire blazing, dying while embracing this large block of ice would be more comfortable. "I'm sorry... don't blame me..." Muttering to himself, Hong Huizi hugged the entire block of ice to his chest. He heard a hissing sound, and the ice was no longer cold to the touch. Instead, white mist rose around him. It seemed that the Xuan Yang energy was even more powerful than he had thought; even ice turned to smoke with his hands. Hong Huizi smiled slightly and closed his eyes. Am I... still alive? He secretly opened his eyes, but it was still dark. If it weren't for the faint light around him, Hong Huizi would have thought he had arrived in the underworld! It seemed that this was still the cave where he was originally, but he didn't know when he had been lying down. The grass under him was smooth, which meant that someone had prepared it for him. "Young hero, you've awakened." A gentle, soothing voice rang in his ears, like celestial music, temporarily calming Hong Huizi's turbulent heart. He turned his head slightly and saw a beautiful woman in snow-white robes standing gracefully to his side, a slight smile on her lips. Her snow-white clothes were impeccably made, unlike the disheveled appearance he had seen in the ice. At first glance, Hong Huizi was stunned. He hadn't been able to see her clearly from the ice barrier, but he had already sensed that she possessed an ethereal, fairy-like quality. Now, seeing her, he realized that she was a beauty of unparalleled grace, as delicate as a blooming flower. Especially with her snow-white clothes, she seemed like a fairy descended to earth, pure and holy. Her incomparably holy demeanor also carried a hint of wanton and flirtatious charm, captivating anyone who saw her. Hong Huizi had been a Taoist since childhood. Qingfeng Temple, with its strict rules far exceeding those of ordinary Taoist temples, housed no women, and he had never seen such a celestial beauty. He was stunned, speechless for a moment. The woman, too, had experienced the ways of the world and was not as naive as Hong Huizi. Upon seeing his expression, she knew he had feelings for her.A slight pang of pain shot through her heart, but she showed no sign of it. "I...I am Song Fuling, thank you for saving me, young hero. You were feeling unwell earlier, are you feeling much better now?" With Song Fuling changing the subject, Hong Huizi realized that his body was no longer burning like a furnace. Perhaps embracing the ice had given his Xuan Yang energy an outlet, allowing it to escape and saving his life. However, the Xuan Yang energy had completely depleted his internal strength, and the matter of Qingfeng Temple still weighed heavily on his mind. This double pressure prevented Hong Huizi from feeling any joy at having escaped death. He shook his head, about to exhale, when he inadvertently felt a surge of energy within his meridians, his internal strength seemingly even stronger than before he fell into the water. Moreover, upon closer examination, although this internal strength belonged to the masculine path, which was different from the internal strength path that Hong Huizi had originally practiced, the power could be circulated at will, moving and stopping as he pleased, as if he had been practicing this masculine internal strength from the very beginning. Although Hong Huizi knew that this was not natural and must have been done by Song Fuling, he could not imagine the reason for it. Seeing the suspicion on Hong Huizi's face, the woman in white, Song Fuling, smiled faintly. "Just now, after the ice that bound me melted, I saw that your internal energy was surging within you, so I took the liberty of testing your pulse and merging this yang internal energy with your own. I hope you will forgive my presumption." "I dare not accept such praise. But..." Although he had heard of martial arts masters with profound internal energy suppressing heretical forces, that was internal energy within themselves. To merge two completely different internal energies into one, especially one controlled within another person's body, was something Hong Huizi had never even heard of. "However, the internal energy I cultivate is not of the yang type and has absolutely no connection with this Xuan Yang Jin. I wonder how you managed to merge them... Ah, I am Hong Huizi of Qingfeng Temple. Please forgive me for not registering..."
"This matter isn't difficult to explain," Song Fuling said with a charming smile, causing the previously tense Hong Huizi to breathe a sigh of relief. "The principles of Taoism state that Taiji generates Yin and Yang, and Yin and Yang generate the Four Symbols. This applies not only to martial arts techniques but also to the path of internal energy. It is also a blessing from heaven that although the internal energy you originally practiced was not of the Yang type, it was a harmonious blend of Yin and Yang, belonging to the Lesser Yin type of the Four Symbols. This allowed me to guide it, using the small amount of Yang energy you already possessed as a guide, so that you could combine the Yang energy within your body. However, you may not be fully adapted to this newly formed internal energy yet, and you may not be able to use it freely for a short time. Please be careful." "This... I see... Ah..." Suddenly realizing something, Hong Huizi jumped up. Was he in a hurry? He wanted to rush outside, "Our temple has been attacked by a powerful enemy. I must return immediately to do my part for the temple..."
"Young hero, please rest well." She gently pressed on Hong Huizi's chest. Although Hong Huizi had great internal strength, he did not know how to use it. Moreover, although Song Fuling's press seemed light, Hong Huizi felt the force pressing on his chest was strong and hard to suppress. He involuntarily lay back down. "Firstly, young hero, you've been lying down for almost five days, so it might not be suitable for you to move around. Secondly, I just went outside to investigate, and the nearby Taoist temples are all peaceful and quiet, with no fighting. It seems the enemy has retreated, so you can rest assured."
"Then... thank you very much..." Hearing Song Fuling say this, Hong Huizi finally felt relieved and couldn't help but feel grateful. There was a curtain of water at the entrance of the cave, which must be hidden inside a waterfall. There is only one waterfall flowing through the river behind Qingfeng Temple, and it is quite a distance from the temple. If it weren't for him, Song Fuling wouldn't have needed to go out to investigate. Moreover, she knew he was a Taoist just from his internal energy path. Her observation skills were truly astonishing. Relieved, Hong Huizi then noticed that although Song Fuling appeared elegant and delicate, seemingly untouched by worldly concerns, a few drops of water clung to her hair, and the rosy hue on her snow-white skin hadn't faded. A hint of weariness lingered in her expression. He realized that she had spent the past few days simultaneously circulating her internal energy to regulate her own while scouting the situation. Having just escaped from the Great Ice Cave, her strength must not have fully recovered; it was truly difficult for her. "If you don't mind, young hero, I have a few more things I'd like to ask you." [Last edited by scofield1031] Sun and Moon Dragon Gold Coins +8 Whether you accept this red envelope or not, it's a token of my respect!

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