Chapter 219 of the Ten Scenes Satin

Since Wen Yuan and his group caused a ruckus at the incense-stealing banquet, rumors spread throughout the martial arts world that Kou Feitian, the leader of the Four Unruly Men, had perished at sea, thus erasing the once infamous "Abyss of Sin" from the martial arts world. Leaving aside others, Wen Yuan himself witnessed Kou Feitian blow up his ship and commit suicide. At the time, he felt many emotions, but never doubted Kou Feitian's death

. Now, Kou Feitian reappeared at the Taiyi Pavilion. Wen Yuan, surprised, suddenly recalled Kou Feitian's various words and actions, muttering, "So you deliberately faked your death, secretly manipulating Han Xuqing to commit so many evil deeds." Kou Feitian said, "If I wanted to command you, my Uncle Han, I wouldn't need this elaborate ship-burning spectacle. The reason I died this time was to destroy the 'Abyss of Sin.'" Wen Yuan said, "The Abyss of Sin is where your power lies, yet you... why destroy your own foundation?"

Kou Feitian said calmly... "You say the 'Abyss of Sin' is the foundation of my power? That's a misconception. I cultivated the Abyss of Sin merely to create some trouble in the martial world for my amusement." Wen Yuan retorted, "The Abyss of Sin is dedicated to evil deeds, and that's your amusement? And what about lewd gatherings like the Fragrance-Stealing Banquet?"

Kou Feitian replied, "How could it not be?" Wen Yuan, enraged, pointed directly at Kou Feitian and said, "Your so-called amusement has harmed countless heroes and virtuous women. Don't you feel even a shred of remorse?" Kou Feitian scoffed and slowly said, "

You should have said these words back when we fought. Why wait until today? Didn't you know then that I was the head of the abyss of evil, a scoundrel who committed heinous crimes? If you say I disregard human life, I can't argue with that. I truly don't value human life. If I really wanted to kill, the dead and wounded would number in the thousands. Why would I care about a mere few dozen or a few hundred feuds in the martial world?" Wen Yuan said, "So, it seems I was short-sighted?" Kou Feitian said, "Not at all. It's just... as the number one sinner in the world, I've witnessed countless heinous crimes and am now numb. Right and wrong, good and evil, have little meaning to me anymore. I only want to properly settle my long-cherished wish."

Just then, a long howl echoed from the top of the Taiyi Pavilion, like thunder rumbling through the clouds. Everyone looked up in astonishment at the sound. The howl was powerful and resonant, as if the speaker wanted to express all the things in his heart. The sound shook the pavilion and revealed the speaker's profound and pure internal strength. Wen Yuan listened carefully and immediately recognized the howler, saying, "It's Senior Brother!" Kou Feitian looked up and said, "It seems your Senior Brother has already glimpsed the secret of the Ten Scenes Silk... It's time for me to check the results." After saying that, he turned and left, heading straight upstairs.

Murong Xiu shouted, "Leaving as you please? Not so easy!" He was still angry about Ying Neng's attack on Little Murong, and this anger suddenly erupted. His long sword crackled as he chased after him. Ying Xian moved quickly and blocked his way, unleashing the power of his "Soaring Wind" technique, forcefully repelling Murong Xiu's sword strike. Little Murong patted Wen Yuan on the shoulder and exclaimed, "Leave this to Big Brother, let's go after Kou Feitian!" Wen Yuan thought to himself, "Brother Murong is too proud to interfere now. Fortunately, Miss Shi is there to protect him, so he should at least be able to protect himself and shouldn't be in any danger." He nodded, and the two of them ran out together. Suddenly, they heard footsteps ahead, and a pair of eyes gleaming with fierce light emerged from the shadows of the inner hall, stepping forward.

When Xiang Yang opened his eyes, he felt a heavy, turbid feeling in his chest. He couldn't even see his surroundings clearly, so he involuntarily let out a long howl until his chest felt relieved, and only then did he truly come to his senses. He found himself still in the iron-gate boudoir. Han Xuqing sat by the embroidered couch, her eyes shining with a strange light, staring straight at him, while one hand was stroking Madam Hua's bare shoulder. Cheng Ji sat quietly with his eyes closed, his brows deeply furrowed, his face almost bloodless, as if he had suffered a severe injury and was circulating his qi to heal himself.

Xiang Yang's eyes narrowed. He saw that his master's wife's robe was half-undone, barely covering half of her breasts, revealing her soft and shapely figure. He heard her weak moans and her dazed expression, clearly indicating that she was seriously injured. Han Xuqing then laughed and said, "Nephew Xiang, you've woken up just in time. This is your aunt, why don't you quickly pay your respects?" As he spoke, he was completely at ease, as if Madam Hua were his first wife.

Xiang Yang clenched his fist and said in a deep voice, "Han Xuqing, you injured my master's wife, behaved disrespectfully, and dare to utter such foul language to insult her? Stand up right now, or I'll send you to your death." Han Xuqing smiled slightly, gently put his arm around Madam Hua's waist, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Now that my wish has been fulfilled, my character and martial arts are both perfect. As such, she will naturally admire me. Junior Brother Hua will be eternally grateful to me even in the afterlife." Xiang Yang snorted and said, "How can you say such things? Just how thick-skinned are you?"

Madam Hua was held in Han Xuqing's arms and had no way to resist. She could only tremble and clutch her clothes tightly to avoid exposing herself too much in front of her disciple. She forced herself to stay calm and said softly, "Yang'er, hurry! I've already made an agreement with your master's uncle; he won't hurt you. You must leave quickly! Remember what I've taught you; in the future... in the future, you'll be able to repay your master's kindness." Madam Hua had tried to be as subtle as possible in her words, but in short, she wanted Xiang Yang not to act impulsively, to seek safety and leave this place safely

first, and that when he achieved something with the "Ten Scenery Silk," he would have the opportunity to defeat Han Xuqing and avenge his master and mistress. Xiang Yang bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for your consideration, mistress. However, since I mastered 'Heavenly Thunder Without Delusion,' apart from that old monk Ying Wen, I haven't encountered an opponent I couldn't defeat. This Second Master Han, I will absolutely not let him go today. Mistress, please be careful!" Without another word, he slapped Han Xuqing

's chest with his palm. Han Xuqing laughed, "What an impudent junior!" His left hand, still holding Madam Hua, didn't loosen its grip, and his right palm met the attack. Suddenly, a burst of fierce force erupted. Xiang Yang's palm strike had such a wide reach that the gauze curtains and brocade quilts were torn to shreds by the force of the blow. Han Xuqing was sent flying with a "bang," crashing into a corner of the room. Madam Hua, pulled by the residual force, fell onto the bed with a cry of pain, seemingly hitting an injury. Her grip loosened slightly, and she almost lost her clothes. Xiang Yang's face flushed. He dared not look any longer and quickly lifted half of the quilt to cover his master's wife, whispering, "Master's wife, I'm sorry! I used too much force." He swiftly stepped between Madam Hua and Han Xuqing, thinking to himself, "Good, all the acupoints sealed by the old monk Yingwen have been released. Using force is no problem... But is Han Xuqing's injury still not healed? He can't even withstand a single palm strike?" Recalling his confident demeanor, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Madam Hua saw this, but her feelings were a mixture of worry and joy. After Han Xuqing comprehended the "Ten Scenery Silk," his spirit had undergone a transformation, defying conventional understanding. He seemed oblivious to Xiang Yang, who was motionless and easily killed, yet he craved his body. He should have had the strength to deal with Xiang Yang, so how could he be sent flying with a single palm strike? There

must be more to it than meets the eye. However, Xiang Yang's palm strike was skillfully executed, a highly advanced "Nine Thunder Palm." The shift in stance was identical to Hua Xuanqing's from years ago. Madam Hua was deeply moved, recalling the past, and nearly burst into tears.

Han Xuqing slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over Xiang Yang once more, now sharp and cold as a sword. His expression changed drastically; his previous relaxed and dejected demeanor vanished, replaced by the imposing presence of a martial arts master, radiating an air of smug arrogance. He slowly said, "Xiang Yang, you're wasting your energy. I have already tempered my body into that of a sage from the Ten Scenery Silk. How could you possibly be a match for me?" He had just claimed he hadn't seen the Ten Scenery Silk, but now he had changed his tune. Madam Hua was even more certain that he was out of his mind, and immediately called out, "Yang..." "Be careful, son! He's misinterpreted the Ten Scenery Silk and is now half-mad, utterly unreasonable. His martial arts can't even be countered using our sect's methods!"

Han Xuqing's brow furrowed suddenly. "My mind is clear, I'm transcendent, how could I be mad? I've obtained the secret of the Ten Scenery Silk, I'm invincible!" Just then, an aged voice rang out: "What secret have you obtained? Saving your useless thing, is that a secret?" The owner of the voice slowly entered the room; it was Kou Feitian. He pressed his palm against Cheng Ji's shoulder, a smooth and mellow internal energy, like a surging river, flowing into his meridians, instantly helping him clear the stagnant blood, and he vomited.

Upon seeing Kou Feitian arrive, Xiang Yang immediately composed himself and prepared for battle. At the same time, he thought, "What useless thing?" Looking at Han Xuqing, he suddenly noticed that the bulge in the crotch of Han Xuqing's trousers, hidden beneath his long robe, was so prominent that even the wide robe couldn't conceal it. Seeing Madam Hua's embarrassed expression, he immediately understood and exclaimed, "Han Xuqing, you old thief, did you see this Ten Scenery Brocade just to cure your impotence?" It seemed that this was precisely Han Xuqing's desire, which was why the Ten Scenery Brocade was effective.

Han Xuqing had been abstaining from sexual relations for over ten years, a fact known to Madam Hua. This had protected her from his advances until today, when she was once again in danger. At this moment, Xiang Yang's words struck at Han Xuqing's sore spot, causing his expression to change instantly. He sneered, "Not only that… no, when did I ever see the Ten Scenery Silk? All my achievements are the result of my hard work." Xiang Yang laughed, saying, "Is that so? It seems your self-deception has reached a new level. You're quite something, now you're contradicting yourself. I've also seen the Ten Scenery Silk, but thankfully I haven't become like you, spouting nonsense. I'm truly fortunate!"

Kou Feitian stared at Xiang Yang, seeing that his words and actions remained unchanged, his martial arts and demeanor as before. He pondered deeply, stroking his beard in thought. Han Xuqing, however, had already decided to kill him. He pointed with his fingers, using the "Guide Sword" technique to strike Xiang Yang in a straight line. Xiang Yang countered with a flick of his wrist, their arms clashing in a flash, exchanging dozens of blows. Suddenly, with a resounding "bang," their palms clashed—a clash between the "Nine Thunder Palms" and the "Imperial Seal Palm."

Their palms vibrated and then separated. Xiang Yang took a deep breath, calming his breathing, while Han Xuqing made no attempt to regulate his energy. Pointing at Xiang Yang, he said, "You have insulted your elders and colluded with the Jingwei Prince's Mansion to cause trouble. Your crimes are heinous and deserve death. Today, I will cleanse your family!" His finger strikes were instantly amplified. Enraged, Xiang Yang unleashed a powerful punch, "Winter Thunder Shakes," but Han Xuqing changed his stance to a palm strike the moment their fist met. The two leaped apart again. Xiang Yang cursed, "You caused Wan Yan's family to be destroyed, and you still dare to mention the Prince's Mansion to me?" He unleashed "Thunder Drum Shakes Mountains and Rivers," unleashing thirty-six palm strikes in quick succession, each one incredibly powerful.

Han Xuqing swiftly drew his sword, using the expansive and boundless swordplay of "South Heavenly Gate" to parry each move. His Taiyi Sword had been knocked away by Xiang Yang in the battle outside the Bai Mansion, its whereabouts unknown. He was now wielding only an ordinary steel sword, but under the masterful use of his swordsmanship, it still possessed extraordinary power. Xiang Yang shouted, "I've seen this move many times!" He unleashed a palm strike of "Kui Dragon Force," forcefully penetrating the core of the "South Heavenly Gate" sword light, breaking through its barrier. The thunderous force of his palm, carrying the momentum of a rainbow, was about to strike Han Xuqing's chest.

But then Han Xuqing's sword light shifted abruptly, dazzlingly bright, his attack suddenly changing. Before Xiang Yang could even realize the anomaly, Han Xuqing had already revealed a sinister smile. The tip of his sword suddenly split into three; two of them aimed at Xiang Yang's palm strike, while the remaining blade flashed with a cold light, instantly drawing a crescent-shaped arc of light—the angle of attack was utterly unbelievable. Xiang Yang was startled and couldn't dodge in time. He suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body. The first blood to splatter in this battle was from his own chest.

The sword's momentum didn't stop there; it seemed to be about to rip Xiang Yang open. Xiang Yang gritted his teeth and swung his palm, deflecting the blade and managing to escape the encirclement of sword light. Han Xuqing laughed and said, "How does 'Three Pools Reflecting the Moon' taste?"

In a flash, he moved, giving Xiang Yang no chance to catch his breath, and attacked again. Although Xiang Yang's wound was shallow, the sword technique that had injured him was truly bizarre. He was secretly surprised and thought, "This isn't our sect's sword technique. He said 'Three Pools Reflecting the Moon,' could it be... that he comprehended it from that 'Ten Scenery Silk'?"

Thinking of the "Ten Scenery Silk," Xiang Yang unconsciously turned his head to look, only to see Kou Feitian untying the Ten Scenery Silks one by one, putting them back in a box, and handing them to Cheng Ji, who was slightly more energetic, as if he was going to take them away. Han Xuqing noticed this at the same time and immediately turned to Kou Feitian, saying, "Master Yingwen, these Ten Scenery Silks belong to my Han family. Do you want to take them without asking?"

Kou Feitian glanced at him, smiled calmly, and said, "Are you really confused? Do you think you have the ability to rebel against me?

I hope you still have some sense and don't destroy your own Great Wall and ruin the little bit of sweetness you just tasted." As he spoke, he handed all the Ten Scenery Silks to Cheng Ji and said, "Let's go!" The two turned to leave.

Han Xuqing sneered slightly and said, "I am already the number one person in the world. What do I have to fear from you? You dare to be so presumptuous in my 'Taiyi Pavilion'? Someone, someone!" As he spoke, he clapped his hands lightly, concealing his inner strength. As the deliberately drawn-out cry of "Someone, someone!" rang out, footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor, and several men dressed as servants rushed over. Han Xuqing shouted, "All you warriors, follow me! We must wipe out the thieves!"

The servants responded in unison, their voices hoarse and strained, like screams—definitely unusual. The servants, half attacking Xiang Yang and half attacking Kou Feitian and Cheng Ji, charged forward with furious roars.

Xiang Yang shouted, "Get out of the way!" With a series of palm strikes, he struck down all four attackers. However, these men, after being knocked back a few steps, resumed their attacks, swinging weapons and unleashing punches and palm strikes, fighting desperately. As Xiang Yang was taken aback, he pushed them back again, shouting, "Get out of the way! Do you want to die?"

Then, Kou Feitian delivered a simple palm strike, instantly crushing the chest of one of the men who lunged at him, sending him flying and crashing into another man behind him. The "Supreme Emperor's Seal" palm strike simultaneously shattered the bones of both men, killing them instantly. Kou Feitian said, "Since they are 'death warriors,' they've come to their deaths. If you don't kill them, they'll keep bothering you until you die." Xiang Yang's expression hardened. Seeing Kou Feitian casually kill the remaining three with two palm strikes, he said calmly, "This is a variation of the 'Tiger Talisman Technique.' Deal with it yourself. If you manage to leave this Taiyi Pavilion, come find me at the Sleeping Dragon Cave!" Without lingering, he and Cheng Ji left.

Han Xuqing drew his sword to give chase, but how could Xiang Yang allow him to leave? Suddenly, he unleashed a palm strike, forcing the servants aside. His palm force blocked Han Xuqing's path, and he shouted, "Old thief, leave me with my life first!" Han Xuqing's face instantly turned murderous, and he said in a deep voice, "You're courting death! Fine, you traitor who disobeys your elders, you'll be executed first!" With a flick of his longsword, his moves were unlike anything Xiang Yang had ever seen before, containing the imagery of a setting sun and twilight. The swordplay was solemn and awe-inspiring, vaguely resembling the scene of "Leifeng Sunset" from the Ten Scenes of the Silk Text.

Upon seeing this, Xiang Yang became even more certain: "He has indeed comprehended a sword technique from the 'Ten Scenes of the Silk Text'!

But I received guidance from my master's wife, so why haven't I comprehended anything?" At this moment, there was no time for him to ponder his doubts. He pushed forward with both palms, and the "Heavenly Thunder Without Reckoning" palm force caused Han Xuqing's body to stumble, rendering his sword move ineffective. Seeing their master make a move, the few servants who had been acting like madmen stopped attacking Xiang Yang and instead surrounded Madam Hua.

These so-called "death warriors" were actually victims of Han Xuqing's "Tiger Talisman Technique." Among them were leaders and key figures of small gangs in the Yunnan-Guizhou region, all subdued by Han Xuqing during his seclusion in Cangshan, who used the "Tiger Talisman Technique" to stimulate their internal energy. These individuals were even less skilled than the likes of Wei Gaoxin and Ge Yuandang, their bodies completely unable to withstand the strain, and their usual progress in internal energy was extremely limited. Han Xuqing simply implanted the Tiger Talisman Technique within their bodies, suppressing its effects normally, but allowing them to unleash its full power when he activated the technique, pushing their internal energy to its peak. However, this also caused their heart meridians to become disordered, leading to madness, and they could not stop until death.

These men either died from exhaustion or from their meridians bursting due to the excessive energy they couldn't release; there was no way for them to survive. Therefore, they were called "death warriors," the most dangerous group of men Han Xuqing had in the Taiyi Pavilion.

Although these assassins fought with frenzied methods, they weren't truly insane; they still retained some rationality. Knowing that Madam Hua was their master's important prisoner, they didn't kill her, but instead carried her out of the room. Madam Hua was still very weak, and despite her superb martial arts skills, she couldn't use them at all, and was thus taken away by the four assassins.

While Xiang Yang was exchanging blows with Han Xuqing, seeing his master's wife captured again, he became extremely anxious: "I can't let my master's wife be in danger again!" He immediately quickened his palm strikes, trying to get rid of Han Xuqing first and ensure his master's wife's safety. However, Han Xuqing's newly used swordsmanship was unpredictable. Suddenly, he used the move "Broken Bridge and Lingering Snow," the sword intent seemingly present yet absent, intermittent yet continuous, trapping Xiang Yang within it, making it difficult for him to escape or win. Moreover, Han Xuqing, feigning a qi deviation, used the "Tiger Talisman Technique"

to steal the internal energy of a large group of accomplices, further enhancing his power and making him an even stronger enemy than before. Xiang Yang, in his anxiety, actually fell slightly at a disadvantage.

Just as the two were locked in combat, Wen Yuan and Xiao Murong caught up upstairs, having already scattered many assassins along the way.

Xiao Murong spotted Xiang Yang at a glance and immediately patted Wen Yuan, saying, "It's Young Master Xiang, and Han Xuqing too!" Wen Yuan said, "Alright, let me listen..." He listened intently, his sword tip already aimed at Han Xuqing's location. Xiang Yang was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Junior Brother, you've arrived just in time!"

Han Xuqing, upon seeing Wen Yuan, felt a chill run down his spine and shouted, "You two treacherous and disloyal brats, I'll deal with you both right here and now!" Wen Yuan retorted, "I couldn't be happier!" He thrust out the Li Long Sword, forming a pincer attack with Xiang Yang's Thunder Palm. Han Xuqing's sword flashed, splitting into two paths, the sword light soaring high, the two sword beams silently embodying the imagery of "A Single Peak Piercing the Clouds."

This imagery features two peaks, north and south, each with its own distinct scenery, stretching and confronting each other. Han Xuqing's swordplay also differed between the two peaks, each with its own unique counter-move, yet they were interconnected, instantly parrying the attacks of Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan. A series of clanging sounds filled the air as the three leaped away. With a soft crack, Han Xuqing's sword was severed by the Li Long Sword.

Han Xuqing was startled, only then remembering that he had lost the Taiyi Sword and was now without a weapon. Without a word, he turned and fled. Wen Yuan started to give chase, but Xiang Yang called out, "Junior brother, go save Master's wife first! Old thief Han is unarmed; I can handle him." Wen Yuan was slightly taken aback, saying, "What? Senior brother, you mean... Miss Shi is in danger?" Xiang Yang also paused, saying, "Miss Shi?" He stamped his foot and shouted, "No, no! Anyway, hurry!" Without further ado, he chased after Han Xuqing.

Wen Yuan was bewildered, thinking, "What, could there be another Miss Shi here?" He assumed Xiang Yang was referring to a girl surnamed Shi or Shi, never imagining it was his master's wife, whom he had long since passed away and had never met.

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