Chapter Ninety-Six of the Ten Scenes Satin

At first glance, the man behind him appeared to be around forty or fifty years old, tall and slender, with an elegant demeanor, a long beard, and dressed in a square cap and long robe, resembling a hermit, ethereal and otherworldly. Wen Yuan, upon seeing him, couldn't help but feel admiration. Remembering that the man addressed him as "nephew," he immediately asked, "Is this Uncle-Master Han?"

Before the man could answer, Han Xi stepped forward and said, "Father!" The man nodded and said, "Xi'er, you may step back." Han Xi replied, "Yes." From these few words, everyone clearly understood that this man was none other than Han Xuqing, one of Long Yuqing's four fellow disciples, who had lived in seclusion for many years.

Long Yuqing's face turned ashen, and he said coldly, "Junior Brother Han, you are indeed quite capable, managing to escape."

Han Xuqing smiled calmly and said, "No matter how ingenious the mechanism is, it is still made by humans, and can be broken by humans. I also easily disarmed the traps and hidden weapons outside this dungeon." Long Yuqing snorted and said, "So it was you who did this."

Wen Yuan thought to himself, "Judging from what Senior Uncle Han said, he must have been trapped in some kind of trap. No wonder I spent most of the day running through the cave and never ran into him." Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard Han Xuqing say, "Senior Brother..." "After all these years, you're still so obsessed with the things passed down from our late master?" Long Yuqing said, "You also took one bolt of the Ten Scenery Silk.

Junior Brother Han, don't you want to explore its secrets?"

Han Xuqing slowly shook his head and said, "The four of us brothers only managed to get four out of ten. We don't know where the other six bolts are. How much trouble would it cause if we collected all ten bolts? Senior Brother, you've already gone to great lengths for a bolt of 'Viewing Fish at Flower Harbor' from Jin Guo Manor, and this will surely cause more trouble in the future. How can our master find peace in heaven?"

Wen Yuan and Hua Xuan were delighted to hear Han Xuqing's explanation. They knew nothing about this senior uncle they had never met before. Hearing him speak so dismissively of Long Yuqing, they were all delighted, thinking, "Senior Uncle Han speaks like this, without any ulterior motive. He has clearly distanced himself from Long Yuqing, which gives us more strength to deal with him."

Ren Jianqing laughed heartily and said, "Senior Brother Han, it's been over ten or twenty years since we last met, and you still speak exactly the same way as before." Han Xuqing smiled but said nothing more. Long Yuqing, however, was furious and shouted angrily, "You all come to oppose me, so what am I afraid of? Han Xuqing, you've been hiding in Cangshan for twenty years, and I haven't gone to find you. Now you've come to ruin my plans. Heh heh, are you really not afraid of death?" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly shouted, and his palms instantly condensed the "Universal Divine Power" divine skill. As soon as his palms opened, the momentum was vast and profound, rushing straight towards Han Xuqing and Wen Yuan, who were in the lead.

Wen Yuan felt a dense surge of true energy rushing towards him, like a bottomless whirlpool. He lost his footing and stumbled, drawn towards Long Yuqing's palms. Amidst the gasps of Zi Yuan, Hua Xuan, and Xiao Murong, Wen Yuan was even more horrified, thinking, "The Nine Thunder Palms don't have this move. Is it another variation of the Universal Divine Power?" Startled, he naturally activated the corresponding technique, letting out a soft shout. His feet lightened, his sleeves billowed, and he spun into the air.

Long Yuqing's attack was incredibly powerful, seemingly capable of devouring everything. Han Xuqing had assumed Wen Yuan wouldn't be able to withstand it and would have no way to retreat. Just as he was about to intervene, Wen Yuan's graceful movements, leaping and landing with effortless skill, easily escaped Long Yuqing's unexpected attack, spinning three times in mid-air before gracefully landing.

Han Xuqing casually deflected Long Yuqing's palm strike and stepped back a few paces. Seeing that Wen Yuan had managed to evade the attack unscathed, he was greatly surprised and asked, "Nephew Wen, your lightness skill is not taught by our sect. What kind of skill is it?" Wen Yuan bowed and said, "This is 'Crane Dance in the Cave Heaven.' This is my first time using it, so please give me some pointers, Uncle Han."

Upon hearing this, Long Yuqing was greatly shocked and furious, thinking to himself, "This 'Crane Dance in the Cave Heaven' lightness skill is different from what this kid used before. How can this kid have so many tricks up his sleeve?" Han Xuqing was also very puzzled and didn't understand. Ren Jianqing was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Wow, Brother Wen, you mean 'Crane Dance in the Cave Heaven'? Absolutely wonderful! There's actually a martial art with the same name as this melody! I've truly broadened my horizons!"

Wen Yuan and Ren Jianqing's acquaintance stemmed from this piece, "Crane Dance in the Cave Heaven." Upon hearing Ren Jianqing's exclamation, Wen Yuan immediately laughed and asked, "Uncle Ren, do you think this skill is still effective?" Ren Jianqing shouted, "Incredibly wonderful!" He then added, "Do I have to say it again? Don't shout..." "My martial uncle." Wen Yuan smiled slightly, thinking to himself, "If I'm calling Brother Ren sworn brothers now, wouldn't I be on equal footing with Uncle Han? That's not appropriate."

Han Xuqing unfastened the long sword from his waist and handed it to Wen Yuan, saying, "Nephew Wen, go and save your martial uncle Ren first."

Wen Yuan thought to himself, "Besides Uncle Han, I'm afraid no one can stop Long Yuqing." He immediately replied, "Yes!" As

soon as he drew the sword, a white light shot out, but it was soft and not dazzling, with the blade deeply concealed, and the edge of the sword seemed to have flowing light rotating.

Upon seeing the sword, Long Yuqing's face paled in shock. He exclaimed, "Well, after all these years in Yunnan, you've even found the 'Taiyi Sword' that old thief had sealed away! Isn't that coveting a treasure?" Han Xuqing remained calm and said, "My master already indicated the location of the Taiyi Sword's seal in the Guide to the Sword Manual. I retrieved it to fulfill my master's dying wish." Long Yuqing snorted, his eyes widening as he glared at Wen Yuan. He shouted, "Bring me the sword!" Raising his right arm, he unleashed a palm strike, the power of thunder striking towards Wen Yuan.

Han Xuqing swiftly stepped forward, catching the sword with a palm strike. Turning back, he said, "Nephew Wen, this sword cuts through iron like mud. Quickly sever the iron rings binding your Uncle Ren." Wen Yuan was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Uncle Han!" Just as he was about to rush to Ren Jianqing's side, his arm swung repeatedly, the sword flashing and falling. His inner force propelled the divine weapon, and with a series of soft "swoosh" sounds, the iron rings binding Ren Jianqing's entire body were sliced off one by one by the Taiyi Sword, falling to the ground with a clanging sound. Long Yuqing knew that Han Xuqing's martial arts were profound. Having not seen him for many years, he was even more unaware of Han Xuqing's progress. He focused intently on Han Xuqing, not letting his attention wander, and could not reach Wen Yuan.

Ren Jianqing, his limbs freed, let out a long roar, rolled over, and laughed, "Much more comfortable!" Suddenly, he lost his footing and fell to the ground. Wen Yuan was shocked and quickly stepped forward to help him up, calling out, "Uncle Ren, what's wrong?"

Ren Jianqing struggled to his feet, cursing, "I haven't eaten for four or five days, I'm so weak from hunger that I can't even stand on my own two feet, damn it!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, and Long Tengming flew over, shouting, "You little thief!" This attack was the authentic move of the Nine Thunder Palm, "Swift Thunder Moves All Things," extremely fast and ruthless. Wen Yuan was watching Ren Jianqing when he was startled by the sudden gust of wind behind him, and it was too late to dodge. He immediately turned around and thrust out a sword, fully displaying the essence of the "Guide Sword," without any fancy moves. The sword strike was powerful and continuous, and the silver light on the Taiyi Sword flickered, pointing directly at Long Tengming's heart.

If Wen Yuan had been unarmed, he would have had no chance to withstand the lightning-fast attack of "Swift Thunder Moves All Things," but the three-foot-long sword in his hand gave him the initiative in terms of technique. Before Long Tengming's palm strike could reach Wen Yuan, his own chest would be struck by the Taiyi Sword's blade. The Southern Sword, on the other hand, was known for its steady and reliable nature. Even if Wen Yuan were struck, the sword's momentum might not dissipate, and Long Tengming feared he might suffer a fatal blow to the heart. Alarmed, he immediately split his palm strikes to the left and right, and with a light step, retreated. His movements were swift and agile, his reactions almost matching Wen Yuan's.

Wen Yuan laughed, "Thank you for your concession!" He then threw the Taiyi Sword back, accurately returning it to Han Xuqing. Han Xuqing caught it and casually pointed it at Long Yuqing. Seeing that Han Xuqing had adopted the starting stance of the Compass Sword, moving with effortless ease and natural grace, Long Yuqing inwardly scoffed, coldly saying, "You should have mastered the Compass Sword by now, and with the Taiyi Sword in hand, you'd have no complaints if you still died by my hand, would you?" Han Xuqing said calmly, "We are of the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other?" He paused, then added, "Xi'er, you two escort Uncle Ren out." Han Xi said, "Your son will obey Father's wishes." He stepped forward to help Ren Jianqing, but saw Ren Jianqing stand up straight, laughing, "Can't even walk? How can that be? I don't need your help." He turned to Long Yuqing and said, "Senior Brother, I don't have the strength to fight you now, let's part ways here, until we meet again." With that, he strode towards the door.

As Ren Jianqing spoke, Han Xuqing's Taiyi Sword remained motionless, facing Long Yuqing directly in the middle. Long Yuqing knew he had to fight Han Xuqing first if he wanted to stop him, but how could he not be furious to let Ren Jianqing leave so easily? His eyes widened in anger, and he roared, "How dare you come and go as you please in my Changling Underground Palace?" He raised his left palm, circulating his Universal Divine Power through his eight extraordinary meridians, and struck Han Xuqing head-on with his palm.

Han Xuqing drew his sword to meet the attack. With the Taiyi Sword's indestructible power, this move, the Pointing Sword, was even more astonishing. Those around him only saw a flash of white light, followed by a deafening roar. Long Yuqing's Nine Thunder Palm struck empty air, and Han Xuqing's sword didn't pierce his opponent either. However, a series of deep, resonant sounds lingered in the stone chamber, like muffled thunder or howling winds, causing a dull ache in everyone's ears. Two unfathomable internal forces clashed, their residual force spreading in all directions—a truly astonishing sight.

Long Yuqing roared, his eyes blazing with fury, unleashing palm strikes of earth-shattering power.

Han Xuqing moved swiftly, his sword protecting him. The Taiyi Sword transformed into countless light screens, sometimes thrusting horizontally, sometimes straight, sometimes diagonally. The Compass Sword, which should have been simple in its moves, displayed a myriad of variations, yet remained steady. Its swordsmanship was incredibly intricate and complex, each strike a real attack, the sword wind causing a chill to rise from the surroundings.

Wen Yuan watched with a mixture of amazement and admiration, thinking to himself, "Master Han's swordsmanship is so exquisite and miraculous, truly unparalleled in the world. To wield the Compass Sword to this extent is beyond the reach of any original sword technique. Master Han's mastery of the Compass Sword is beyond my reach."

Just as he was engrossed in watching, he suddenly heard Zi Yuan call out from the side, "Young Master Wen, hurry up and leave!" Wen Yuan was startled and turned around to see that Ren Jianqing, the four women from Jin Guo Zhuang, Han Xi, and the others had already left the door, only Zi Yuan was waiting anxiously at the door. Wen Yuan thought to himself, "With Uncle Han providing cover, Long Yuqing shouldn't be able to catch up. This is the perfect opportunity to escape. As Cheng Hao of the Song Dynasty said, 'One's will must not be slow, and one's opportunity must not be missed.' This is absolutely true." He bowed to Han Xuqing and said, "Uncle Han, I will go first and will definitely escort Uncle Ren away safely. Uncle Han, please be careful. Long Yuqing is treacherous and cannot be fought for long." Han Xuqing's swordplay did not slow down, and he smiled calmly, "Go ahead, someone will lead the way outside."

Wen Yuan took Zi Yuan's hand and floated out the door. Long Tengming saw that his father was still fighting fiercely and stayed aside to take care of him, without giving chase. Eunuch Wu followed closely behind, shrilly in his voice, "You've trespassed into the forbidden area of the imperial mausoleum, and you think you can just walk away like this? How can the Eastern Depot stand idly by? Leaving isn't difficult, but leave your lives behind." Luo Yingfeng knew his martial arts were far inferior to Wen Yuan's, so he didn't dare to give chase. The girl from the Divine Camel Gang also used all her lightness skills to catch up, shouting, "Wen Yuan, you dog, if you have the guts

, don't run away!" Her voice was full of resentment. Wen Yuan was slightly taken aback, glancing back. He saw the girl lagging far behind, her movements ordinary, and assumed her martial arts were mediocre. Eunuch Wu's footwork, however, was extremely agile and unpredictable. His steps were tiny, yet each step was incredibly fast. For every step Wen Yuan took, Wu would take three or four, closing the distance with each chase.

The group rushed through the passage and down the steps. Two men in blue robes stood ahead, bowing to Han Xi. One of them said, "Young Master, the Master has broken through the nearest hidden door, leading directly to the surface. Please come this way."

Han Xi exclaimed happily, "Excellent! Lead the way quickly!" The man replied, "Yes, sir!" and turned to lead the group away.

Wen Yuan and Zi Yuan had already caught up with the group. Behind them, Eunuch Wu darted down the steps, his speed more than twice that of Wen Yuan. In just that short distance, he caught up with Wen Yuan and delivered a soft, yet clearly sinister, palm strike. Wen Yuan sidestepped, gracefully dodging the attack. Eunuch Wu chuckled and said, "Young man, your skills are indeed impressive."

Seeing Wen Yuan entangled by Eunuch Wu, Xiao Murong and Hua Xuan ran back together. Han Xi called out, "Junior Sister Hua, what's wrong?" Hua Xuan replied, "I'm going to help Senior Brother Wen!" Han Xi frowned and said, "We'll fall behind and won't be able to find our way out." Hua Xuan said anxiously, "Let's go first, Senior Brother Wen and Sister Zi Yuan can't keep up!" Han Xi paused lightly, turned back to the two leading the way, and said, "Wait a moment." Everyone stopped.

Little Murong ran to Zi Yuan's side and whispered, "Come here first, let him handle it." Zi Yuan nodded and whispered, "Young Master Wen, be careful." She then stepped back with Little Murong. Eunuch Wu whispered, "So easy to get away?" Suddenly, he darted past Wen Yuan and rushed straight towards Little Murong. Wen Yuan's mind moved freely, his feet moving in a fantastical, unpredictable manner—the wondrous footwork of "Zhuangzi's Butterfly Dream." Before Eunuch Wu could even blink, Wen Yuan was already blocking his path. Startled, Eunuch Wu abruptly stopped. Little Murong and Zi Yuan had already retreated far away, completely at ease. Little Murong laughed, "Extremely easy! What's so difficult about it?"

Eunuch Wu grinned, a forced smile on his face, and said, "Very good, very good. Such skill at such a young age. Truly a hero among youths." As he spoke, a series of rapid footsteps approached. The girl surnamed Luo had caught up, her breathing rapid, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead, seemingly struggling. She took a breath, drew a curved sword from her waist with a swift motion, and cried out, "Eunuch Wu, let me kill this man!"

Everyone was astonished to see her slender figure and beautiful face, yet her expression was filled with hatred, her teeth clenched.

Wen Yuan was even more surprised, bewildered by her glare, and said, "Why are you so indignant, young lady? I have no grudge against you, why do you want to take my life so easily?"

The young lady brandished her curved sword and shouted, "Wen Yuan, listen carefully! I am Luo Jinling, the daughter of Luo Tiansheng, the leader of the Divine Camel Gang. You and Xiang Yang killed my father, this is an irreconcilable feud, I... I will make you pay with your life!" Whether she was too agitated or for some other reason, her body trembled slightly, and the cold light on her sword flickered uncertainly.

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