Chapter 97 of the Ten Scenes Satin

Upon hearing Luo Jinling's words, Wen Yuan immediately recalled that day at the back mountain of Jin Guo Zhuang, when he rushed down the cliff to help Xiang Yang knock Luo Tiansheng away, causing him to perish on the precipice. He immediately said, "At that time, I was eager to relieve my senior brother's danger and did not intend to harm Chief Luo's life." After thinking for a moment, he sighed and said, "Although it was out of necessity, your father did indeed die at the hands of my fellow disciples. It is only reasonable for you to seek revenge. Alas, when will this cycle of revenge end?"

Luo Jinling took a step forward, her face filled with hatred, and whispered, "So you finally admit it?" With a sudden slash, her curved blade flashed, a silver light cutting across Wen Yuan's throat, a deadly move from the very first strike. Wen Yuan stepped back, avoiding the blade's path, and with a light flick of his palm, a gentle palm wind swept out, striking the curved blade. Luo Jinling felt a heat in her hand and lost her grip on the hilt, the blade clattering to the ground.

Having failed in her first move, she immediately followed up with a counterattack. Her right palm flipped swiftly to defend herself, while her left arm shot out, striking at Wen Yuan's right flank. Wen Yuan parried, unleashing his inner force to deflect Luo Jinling's palm. Luo Jinling felt a sharp pain in her arm; the force of Wen Yuan's parry had disrupted her internal energy. She quickly withdrew her palm to dissipate the force, regaining her composure before her right palm followed up with a sweep towards his shoulder. Wen Yuan smoothly rolled up his sleeve, channeling his soft energy to deflect Luo Jinling's palm strike. Luo Jinling let out a muffled groan, staggering back two steps, breathless, her face pale, nearly collapsing.

After two exchanges, Wen Yuan had determined that Luo Jinling's martial arts were ordinary, far inferior to her father Luo Tiansheng, and that she was certain she couldn't harm him. However, as he parried Luo Jinling's palm strike, he vaguely sensed a faint trace of true energy within her internal strength, originating from the same source as the "Nine Revolutions Profound Skill," which reduced his own power by two or three tenths. Wen Yuan was greatly surprised, wondering, "This Miss Luo is clearly from the Divine Camel Gang, how could she have learned our sect's 'Nine Revolutions Profound Skill'?"

While one could certainly learn the stances and techniques of fists, palms, swords, and sabers from observing, how could one discern the method of internal energy circulation? It was quite unexpected that Luo Jinling, the daughter of the leader of the Divine Camel Gang, possessed the "Nine Revolutions Profound Skill" internal energy. Wen Yuan thought to himself, "Although her cultivation is still shallow, it is indeed the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill, there's no doubt about it. But how did she learn it? The ancients said, 'Knowing without learning, understanding without asking, such a thing has never happened before,' it's truly perplexing."

Just as he was pondering this, he suddenly felt a slight gust of wind beside him, and a person struck with a palm—it was Eunuch Wu launching a sneak attack. The internal energy contained in this palm strike was incredibly profound, incomparable to Luo Jinling's. Wen Yuan noticed this and immediately changed his footwork, first avoiding the attack, then using his right hand to block back, his profound skill revealing itself, forcing Eunuch Wu back several steps.

Having missed his first strike, Eunuch Wu smiled sinisterly, suddenly starting to run, his strides still extremely short, yet fast and agile, moving about unpredictably, his movements strange, and suddenly kicking towards Wen Yuan's waist. Wen Yuan was about to dodge and seize an opportunity to counterattack when, unexpectedly, Wu Gonggong's left foot kicked halfway through, his right foot following closely behind. Before the left foot's momentum reached its end, it swiftly shifted and stomped on the ground. The speed of his footwork was truly unexpected. Wen Yuan, caught off guard, nearly got hit, but his "Zhuangzi Dreaming of a Butterfly" movement technique was incredibly elusive, allowing him to dodge unharmed.

Wu Gonggong chuckled. As his right foot landed with its force exhausted, his left foot was already flying up again. His moves alternated rapidly and tightly, his legs striking in rapid succession, each strike vicious and deadly. Each time his foot landed, it was silent, yet his body had already subtly shifted position. To onlookers, all they saw was Wu Gonggong's two legs rising and falling in rapid succession, never landing simultaneously; his legwork was intricate and unpredictable, truly formidable. Wen Yuan had never seen such martial arts before. For a moment, he was overwhelmed by the attack and couldn't retaliate. He could only use his superb lightness skill to evade and observe the essence of the man's leg techniques. For a while, onlookers only saw two figures flying back and forth quickly, blurry and indistinct.

Ren Jianqing shouted, "Brother Wen, this is the Dianling School's 'Continuous Hundred Legs'! His killing move is not a leg technique, but a hand technique!" Wen Yuan was shocked to hear this: "That's right. His leg techniques are indeed fierce, but with his martial arts, he may not be able to defeat me. There is no reason for him to win by kicking with his hands free." Just as he thought of this, Eunuch Wu attacked Wen Yuan with both hands at the same time. His tiger's mouth was wide open, and his internal energy burst forth. The attack was like two iron pincers, aimed straight at Wen Yuan's throat. It was truly unstoppable. Fortunately, Lady Shi pointed it out in time. Wen Yuan let out a shout, spun around, and used the "Crane Dance in the Cave Heaven" technique to gracefully rise into the air, slipping between the two palms. His leap was effortless, like a crane soaring through the clouds, exquisitely beautiful.

Eunuch Wu's "Centipede Iron Hand" was a poisonous move he had studied for many years. Under the rapid onslaught of "Chain of a Hundred Legs," he suddenly unleashed this move, making it impossible to defend against. A simple touch of his ten fingers on the opponent's neck would instantly seal the blow, and countless heroes would die with their throats severed. Wen Yuan had actually dodged this attack! Eunuch Wu was greatly shocked and enraged, thinking, "If it weren't for Ren Jianqing's warning, this brat would already be lying dead on the ground. He deserves to die!"

Having avoided the dangerous attack, Wen Yuan bent over in mid-air and shouted, "Eunuch Wu, it's your turn to take this!"

He bent three fingers of his right hand, closed his thumb and forefinger, and descended from the air, directly striking Eunuch Wu's Baihui acupoint on the top of his head. Now, positioned high above, even if Eunuch Wu were to launch a flying kick, he would find it difficult to injure him. Eunuch Wu immediately turned his head to dodge and parried with his palm.

He thought that Wen Yuan's finger strike would bring him to the ground, but unexpectedly, Wen Yuan's internal energy circulated,

merging "Crane Dance in the Cave Heaven" with "Riding the Wind," making his body seem instantly lighter. Before even landing, he raised his head and flipped several feet upwards. While in the air, his hand changed its move, his finger transforming into a palm, slashing diagonally at Eunuch Wu's

left shoulder. Eunuch Wu had never expected such extraordinary lightness skill to exist. Seeing Wen Yuan rise again in mid-air, he was already speechless with astonishment. Unable to dodge Wen Yuan's palm strike, he hastily raised his arm to block, his right arm taking the blow. His arm bone immediately felt like it was about to break, and his internal energy was thrown into chaos. Using the force of that palm strike, Wen Yuan soared another ten feet into the air, rising and falling with effortless ease. Those watching were all amazed. Zi Yuan suddenly recalled Su Shi's "Record of the Crane-Releasing Pavilion": "The crane flies away, to the gap in the western mountain. Soaring high and descending to survey its surroundings, it chooses its place. Suddenly it folds its wings, gracefully about to land, when suddenly it sees something? It swiftly strikes again."

This kind of aerial, continuous attack was something Wu Gonggong had never seen or heard of before, leaving him utterly astonished. His momentum was immediately shattered, and with Wen Yuan not touching the ground, his "Hundred-Legged Chain" technique was rendered useless, leaving him with no chance to retaliate. Wen Yuan, having found his footing, leaped and nimbly, his palms and fingers moving in a continuous, unending barrage.

Ren Jianqing clapped his hands and praised, "Excellent skill! That's it! Brother Wen, he can't kick you, just attack his shoulders and wrists. This eunuch's martial arts are limited to this; he can't do anything to you!" Upon hearing this, Eunuch Wu was even more frightened. In a panic, he suddenly shouted and turned to run. This left his back wide open, and Wen Yuan struck him with a palm strike, hitting the "Tao Dao" and "Shen Zhu" acupoints on Eunuch Wu's back. He rolled over and stood on the ground. After being struck, Eunuch Wu continued running forward, but suddenly his body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He coughed loudly, stumbled, and leaned against the wall to steady himself. Without looking back, he fled in a trembling panic.

Wen Yuan turned back and asked, "Uncle Ren, should we let him go?" Ren Jianqing replied, "This old eunuch doesn't have much time left. After being struck by your palm, he's probably half-dead. Let him go; getting out of this hellhole is the most important thing."

Wen Yuan smiled and said, "That's right." Turning his head, he saw that Luo Jinling had already picked up her curved knife, her lips tightly pressed together, glaring fiercely at him, but standing far away, trembling slightly.

Wen Yuan knew that such a deep-seated hatred as the murder of his father was irreconcilable, and he didn't want to argue further. He thought to himself, "Although Luo Tiansheng wasn't exactly a good person, he still had a wife and children. He fell off a cliff and died, his body never found. It's only natural that Miss Luo is so grief-stricken." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion. His feelings of great victory over Eunuch Wu faded instantly. He bowed slightly to Luo Jinling and said, "Miss Luo, if you want to kill me to avenge your father, I have nothing to say. You can come for revenge anytime we meet in the future." With that, he turned and left, following the others on their way.

Luo Jinling remained where she was, knowing that her martial arts were no match for Wen Yuan's, yet the hatred for her father's murder was a deep-seated pain. For a moment, she was at a loss and did not give chase.

The group followed the Han family servants, winding left and right through the tunnels, with Zi Yuan being led by Wen Yuan and keeping up.

Although Ren Jianqing was physically weak, he was born with a stubborn temperament. He kept stimulating his internal energy and remained energetic, walking with great speed. Zi Yuan had never seen Ren Jianqing before. Seeing his disheveled hair, stubble, and tattered clothes, only his eyes shone like stars and his expression was fierce. She couldn't help but smile secretly.

Ren Jianqing noticed her faint smile and turned to ask, "Young lady, what are you laughing at?" Ziyuan, startled by his alertness, replied, "Nothing much. I've heard Young Master Wen say that Mr. Ren's zither playing is exceptionally skillful..." Ren Jianqing asked, "Then what is it?" Ziyuan said, "I thought Mr. Ren would be like Young Master Wen, a refined and cultured man. I didn't expect..." Ren Jianqing interrupted her again, laughing, "I didn't expect Mr. Ren to be such a slovenly fellow, like a beggar on the street?"

Ziyuan shook her head and said, "No! I just think that although Mr. Ren is unkempt, he has a magnanimous spirit and regards life and death as fleeting clouds. I greatly admire him. Just now I thought of Wen..." "Young Master once said that Mr. Ren ruined a zither with a single piece he played. I couldn't imagine what would happen then, but seeing Mr. Ren today, I suddenly realize that such a thing could happen, yet it makes perfect sense. I couldn't help but chuckle. Please don't take offense, Mr. Ren."

Ren Jianqing laughed loudly, saying, "You're quite blunt, girl." He paused, then smiled at Wen Yuan, "Brother Wen, your luck with women is extraordinary. Last time I saw you, you already had two beautiful young ladies, and now you have another confidante. I've always kept my distance from women, yet you have three girls in one go. How is that? Haha, ahaha!"

As soon as he said this, four people blushed simultaneously, while the women of Jin Guo Zhuang smiled knowingly. Xiao Murong said from the side, "Senior Ren, you are an elder, how can you talk nonsense and bully people?" Ren Jianqing laughed, "How is it bullying people? Brother Wen's inclusiveness is remarkable, I truly admire him."

As he spoke, the two leading the way stopped and shouted joyfully, "We're here, we're here!" The group stopped as well, and found themselves in a large stone cave. The cave had only one bronze door and the passage they had come through. Suddenly, someone behind them said, "Why are we still here?" A figure floated past the group, it was Han Xuqing who had followed, his Taiyi sword stained with a little blood. Han Xi said, "We encountered some obstacles along the way. Father, are you not injured?"

Han Xuqing said, "It's nothing. Long Yuqing was slightly injured, he will catch up soon, let's leave quickly."

One of the two leading the way went to push open the bronze door, and behind the door, a series of blue stone steps spiraled upwards.

The group climbed the steps and entered a narrow, dark tunnel. After walking several meters, they suddenly heard a shrill wail coming from above.

Han Xuqing whispered, "There's someone up there, everyone be careful." The group tensed up and continued climbing. Soon, a figure in a green robe approached step by step from the shadows. Han Xuqing called out loudly, "Who are you?" The man chuckled and said, "Don't you recognize me?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Lingyu's heart skipped a beat, and her face showed alarm. Little Murong rushed forward, calling out, "Big Brother!"

The man exclaimed, "Little Sister?" Walking to the light of the oil lamp on the cave wall, his face was revealed; it was Murong Xiu. Little Murong laughed, "Big brother, you're here too! Too bad you're late. We've accomplished our mission and were just about to leave." Murong Xiu coldly replied, "Not late, not late! A dozen or so members of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect were guarding the entrance to this secret passage; we had a pretty good time killing them."

Little Murong glanced down and saw Murong Xiu's right hand, immediately alarmed, exclaiming, "Big brother, what... what happened to your finger?" Murong Xiu held up his right hand, missing his index finger, examined it, and lowered it, saying, "It's nothing, just ran into a formidable opponent." Little Murong asked, "Who is it? Is it Huang Zhonggui?" Murong Xiu's face darkened, saying, "He doesn't have Huang Zhonggui's skills, but I can't do anything to him." Hearing this, Lan Lingyu felt a pang of unease and turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

Little Murong noticed Murong Xiu's strange expression and the lack of energy in his speech, and secretly wondered what was wrong. But then Murong Xiu said, "Wen Yuan, your senior brother is badly injured. I'll take you to him when we get up there."

Wen Yuan was taken aback and asked, "Isn't my senior brother in the capital right now?" Murong Xiu chuckled and said, "He's outside the city. There's a girl looking after him; he won't die." He then snorted a few times and said, "If I had known you would have fought your way out now, I wouldn't have had to worry about you all this way." Little Murong laughed and said, "Big brother, I don't need you to worry about me, do I?" Murong Xiu glared at her and snorted.

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