Chapter Six of the Romantic Continent: A Mistake

From the moment he stepped into the Worry-Free Palace, a strange tremor ran through Ye Tianlong's heart, as if something was shaking his mind, his spiritual senses and six senses issuing warnings. As his martial arts skills improved daily, the sensitivity of this feeling also increased. Therefore, Ye Tianlong dared not easily ignore this strange, mind-shaking sensation.

"Strange, could something happen today?"

This inexplicable tremor made Ye Tianlong stop in his tracks. At his current level of cultivation, such sudden, unprovoked whims wouldn't occur.

Looking around, the entire Worry-Free Palace was eerily quiet. Apart from the palace guards standing watch in various locations, there was no one else moving about; it was as still as a stagnant pool.

"Young Master, is something the matter?" Yu Zhu, following behind Ye Tianlong, clearly sensed his unease and stepped forward, asking in a low, concerned voice.

"Nothing, just a little uneasy. It's strange, why do I have this feeling?" Ye Tianlong carefully examined his surroundings again, but still found nothing unusual. He sighed, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Perhaps it's because I've been too busy lately, making me a bit paranoid."

"The city guards and imperial guards are under our control, and Lord Rutuxian now firmly controls the entire intelligence network of Esnia. Any disturbance shouldn't escape your notice, young master. Besides, with Sister Cynthia and the others monitoring the people from the temple, you can rest assured," Yuzhu said cautiously.

After all, the attack on Yue Ru in the fast lane still hadn't resulted in a clear enemy being identified. Although they knew that experts from the Giant Spirit Clan and the Wind Temple were involved, the lack of information about their whereabouts and hiding places indicated a gap in Rutuxian's intelligence network.

"How about I check the surroundings again?" Seeing Ye Tianlong's still somewhat uneasy expression, Yuzhu tentatively suggested.

Ye Tianlong was somewhat tempted, but after a moment's thought, he shook his head slightly and said, "Forget it. Since everything has been fine these past few days, and nothing major has happened, perhaps I'm just being paranoid."

After taking a few steps, Ye Tianlong suddenly stopped, and Yu Zhu, who was behind him, understood and moved closer.

"Why don't you go and check the temple carefully? I still suspect that the temple might be up to something."

Recalling his time in Esnia, besides the temple, Ye Tianlong couldn't find any other enemy who could threaten him. If his premonition was correct, then it must be related to the temple.

Recalling the attack he suffered on his way back to Esnia and the ambush on Yue Ru's street, it was clear that some unknown force was secretly manipulating everything in Esnia.

In particular, the temple harbors a group of exceptionally skilled individuals. Although Rutu Xian has sent people to closely monitor the temple's every move, his spies are mostly ordinary fighters. It's really asking too much of them to keep an eye on the temple's elusive experts.

Cynthia and her group can only serve as the main force in the attack; when it comes to tracking, surveillance, and eavesdropping, the Dark Clan's experts are naturally the most capable.

Before Yu Zhu set off, Ye Tianlong gently took her hand and whispered in her ear, "Remember, if you find anything amiss, deal with it immediately. You don't need to come back to report to me. Perhaps I should act sooner, like Li Die said, strike first. In any case, eliminating those bastards from the Temple will definitely be beneficial."

"Young Master," Yu Zhu said, "don't forget the Temple's position in Esnia and even the entire Fast Empire. If we act too hastily, it could easily cause a popular uprising, like in Yunaia, putting us in a disadvantageous position."

Yu Zhu's words reflected Ye Tianlong's long-standing concerns. The Temple's influence in the Fast Empire was immense; mishandling it could have dire consequences. Especially now, with Ye Tianlong and his group surrounded by powerful enemies, if someone from the Temple were to sabotage them from within, the situation would become even more troublesome.

"Be careful in everything you do. Tell Lu Tu to keep a close eye on the people and forces throughout the temple. If there's any sign of trouble, act immediately, especially those guys from the Wind Temple. Find them as soon as possible. Letting these treacherous fellows hide in the shadows is very detrimental to our operations."

Having received Ye Tianlong's repeated emphasis, Yu Zhu obeyed and left. Now she fully understood Ye Tianlong's intentions; a falling out with the temple was inevitable, and since that was the case, she would absolutely not hold back.

Ye Tianlong glanced around again, then steadily strode towards the Qian Nu Queen's palace.

Along the way, every palace guard he encountered bowed respectfully to Ye Tianlong, for they all deeply understood his position in the Wuyou Palace. It could be said that the Qian Nu Queen was someone he had personally promoted, and clearly, the Qian Nu Queen trusted him implicitly.

Arriving at the gates of the Qian Nu Queen's palace, Ye Tianlong noticed that the number of palace guards was more than double what he usually saw, which puzzled him. So he approached a guard to inquire.

Upon inquiry, Ye Tianlong was somewhat surprised. It turned out that in the past two days, unidentified figures had been frequently seen moving about in Wuyou Palace. Although the guards hadn't apprehended any, they had witnessed several, which was why the head guard had more than tripled the security force around Qian Nuhuang's side.

"Could it be that the enemy is planning to attack Qian Nuhuang?"

Ye Tianlong pondered to himself. What connection did this situation in Wuyou Palace have with the attacks on Yue Ru and himself a few days ago? Strangely, even with Ru Tuxian's vast intelligence network, not a single clue had been found. It seemed he had encountered a truly formidable opponent this time.

Thinking this, Ye Tianlong slowly walked into Qian Nuhuang's palace. He decided to question her about what had happened to her during his absence from Esnia. Perhaps he could glean some information from her words. It was said that the people of the temple had secretly met with Qian Nuhuang twice.

The door behind him was slowly closing. Lost in thought, Ye Tianlong didn't notice this rather strange occurrence.

Following the winding corridors of the palace, Ye Tianlong arrived at the reception hall of Empress Qian. It was a spacious and bright hall, divided into an upper and lower section by seven steps. Naturally, Empress Qian and her attendants were in the upper section, while those who came to pay their respects stood in the lower section.

There were no guards at the entrance; the doors were wide open. From where Ye Tianlong stood, he could see Empress Qian seated alone, with three attendants standing beside her.

The hall's design was extremely ingenious; light entered from the front and sides. Therefore, even those with excellent eyesight couldn't fully see what was happening in the upper section, while those in the upper section could clearly see those in the lower section.

"This little girl has become so arrogant?"

Ye Tianlong muttered to himself. The former Empress Qian was not like this at all; she would rush up to him whenever she saw him. This time, she was sitting high on her throne, waiting for him to come over.

"Could it be that she's waiting for me to come in and pay my respects?"

Ye Tianlong felt a slight unease, but he quickly dismissed it. Perhaps someone close to Empress Qian had told her, or perhaps Empress Qian herself had realized, after this period of time, the proper status and authority she should possess as an emperor. As a minister of the emperor, Ye Tianlong should naturally show respect to Empress Qian.

Stepping across the threshold of the hall, Ye Tianlong's heart suddenly trembled; a strange feeling seemed to make the hairs on his body stand on end. This chilling feeling was something Ye Tianlong had never experienced before; it felt like a great calamity was about to befall him.

Hesitating for a moment, Ye Tianlong raised his head, straining his eyes to look towards the hall above. However, the two beams of light in the hall were so bright and dazzling that, completely backlit, he couldn't see anything clearly at first glance.

With a "bang!", the hall door behind Ye Tianlong suddenly slammed shut without any wind.

Ye Tianlong's heart skipped a beat. Before he could even process what was happening, a very authoritative voice suddenly came from the hall.

"Come up here. Why have you become so timid?" The moment

the voice entered Ye Tianlong's ears, his mind jolted. Although he had only heard this voice a few times, he couldn't forget it.

"Grand Archmage Stephen, is that you?" Ye Tianlong cautiously called out, gathering his inner energy.

Although he wanted to retreat immediately, reason told him that since Grand Archmage Stephen was here, there must be a terrifying trap along the way.

"That's right, it's me." Stephen took a step forward, his figure fully revealed to Ye Tianlong.

Then, appearing on his left and right were two handsome young men with sharp eyes. They wore the uniforms of ordinary palace guards, but the powerful aura they exuded was far beyond that of ordinary guards. Even at a distance of thirty steps, Ye Tianlong could still feel the pressure they exerted on him.

There was a very slight noise behind him, but Ye Tianlong didn't turn around. Instead, he took a few steps forward and asked Stephen sharply, "Where is Empress Qian? What have you done to her?"

"Nothing much. I just let her rest. She's my most prized disciple and the rightful emperor of the Fast Empire. I won't let her suffer any harm. As for you..." Stephen's tone changed, "I'll give you two choices."

"Tell me. If the conditions are favorable enough, I might agree."

Ye Tianlong could only try to stall for time to find a way to escape. He really hadn't expected that the people from the temple could infiltrate the Palace of No Worries and secretly control Empress Qian, while he himself had taken away the goddess warriors like Yuzhu and Cynthia.

"One is for you to join my sect and become my disciple." Stephen's smile was like a fox that had caught a hen.

"And what's the other option?" Ye Tianlong also seemed very interested. His expression was very relaxed, which made his opponent somewhat suspicious.

"Then I'm sorry, the only solution is for you to disappear from Fast." Stephen, his smile gone, spoke slowly and deliberately, each word like a sharp sword piercing Ye Tianlong's mind, causing his blood to boil. The power of sonic killing was indeed terrifying.

"Damn it, do you really think you've got me cornered?" Ye Tianlong was somewhat angry, pointing at the three men guarding the hall door behind him: "These few guys seem a bit lacking, don't they?"

"Of course, I know you're very skilled, so I've prepared real experts for you."

Before the words were finished, more than a dozen figures flashed out from both sides of the reception hall. The most eye-catching were naturally two extremely tall and burly men, with long arms and legs, standing there like two mountains, much taller than Fan Tong and Zuo Daojin. Usually, giants move somewhat clumsily, but these two giants moved with remarkable agility and lightness.

"Are they from the Giant Spirit Clan and the Temple of the Wind?"

Ye Tianlong's pupils narrowed slightly. Although these people were scattered around, their powerful, mountain-like energy locked him in place, making him feel as if he couldn't breathe.

"That's right. To eliminate you, this demon, the Temple of the Wind and the Giant Spirit Clan have dispatched a total of eight experts. Shall I introduce them to you?"

Stephen slowly descended the steps, walking towards Ye Tianlong, with the two young men following closely behind.

"It's truly an honor! To meet such esteemed individuals here, I would certainly like to get to know them."

Ye Tianlong's tone was slightly sarcastic, but he knew perfectly well that he had been deceived by a group of old foxes. He had sent people to conduct a city-wide manhunt in Esnia, and had also planted numerous spies to monitor the temple and search for members of the Temple of the Wind and the Giant Spirit Clan, but he hadn't expected them to be hiding inside the Sanssouci Palace.

“Originally, you are a junior, and we shouldn’t use such methods against you. But to eradicate evil completely, and to uphold justice and eliminate demons, we have

no choice but to do this,” Stephen said righteously, but Ye Tianlong only sneered. However, he didn’t speak, but listened quietly as Stephen introduced their opponents.

Standing behind Ye Tianlong was Elder Yu Guang, who had intercepted Yue Ru’s carriage on the street. To his left was another member of the Wind Temple Elder Council, known publicly as Elder Ming Guang.

The other five people from the Wind Temple were also temple protectors under the Elder Council, and their martial arts and magic were all extraordinary.

The two experts from the Giant Spirit Clan were both clan masters with the title of Thunder General, and their martial arts were first-rate. The Giant Spirit Clan only had ten Thunder Generals in total, meaning that their strength was definitely among the top ten of the Giant Spirit Clan.

The other experts were also secretly trained by the Fast Empire's temple, or more precisely, personally trained by Stephen. Their magical prowess was exceptional, coupled with superb swordsmanship; each had already crossed the threshold of becoming a magic swordsman.

Any one of these people in the reception hall, if they appeared outside, would be enough to attract everyone's attention. Stephen's display of power was a sign of going all out, and Ye Tianlong knew that without sufficient luck, he would truly be doomed. Faced with this situation

, Ye Tianlong surprisingly remained calm. Some people become disoriented and tremble in the face of death, while others remain composed and can perform beyond their usual limits. Ye Tianlong belonged to the latter, which allowed him to survive many crises. Taking

a deep breath, Ye Tianlong assumed a fighting stance, outwardly relaxed but inwardly tense, and shouted with imposing force, "Good fighters are hard to find, so let me deal with you one by one! Who wants to go first?"

A sword whistled, and a sharp longsword was drawn.

"What an arrogant brat! You asked for this!" a guardian of the Wind Temple gritted his teeth, his sword aura already controlling Ye Tianlong within its power circle, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment. His intimidating aura instilled fear and trepidation.

"Even if I didn't do this, you would still draw your sword and kill me, wouldn't you?" Ye Tianlong adopted a horse stance, his hands slowly and methodically moving in front of his chest, seemingly preparing to meet his opponent's sword head-on. "The fact that you're putting on such a show of force against me clearly demonstrates your lack of confidence. One-on-one, none of you are my match."

"What a cunning brat! Do you think we'll actually fight you one-on-one just because you say that?" Elder Yu Guang, guarding behind Ye Tianlong, said coldly. "The entire reception hall, and even the entire palace, is now under our control. The outside is completely sealed off. Don't even think about escaping."

Ye Tianlong retorted sharply, "What a joke! Why would I run away? Don't forget, I'm facing you despicable bastards bare-handed. I'll show you what true superhuman martial arts are." He then beckoned contemptuously to the protector before him, "Bring on your sword! I'll play with you." Provoked by

Ye Tianlong's mocking words, the protector's anger flared, and he forgot the danger. Suddenly, he let out a furious roar, his sword flashing forward in unison. The rapid sword light transformed into a hazy, indistinct sword curtain, the whistling of sharp blades cutting through the air chilling to the bone.

Ye Tianlong's figure seemed to shrink under the sword curtain. Suddenly, his limbs deformed, his entire body shifting from a crouching, huddled position to a slanted stance, then elongating and stretching out. His outstretched hand completely lost its original shape, like an octopus's extended tentacles, incredibly piercing through the heavy sword curtain.

Flames erupted, and black lightning suddenly ripped through the hall.

No one knew where Ye Tianlong's sword came from, nor could they describe its speed. It was as if this black longsword, wreathed in flames, had always existed in the hall, right here. The

crimson and black sword energy pierced the chest of the Wind Temple's protector.

The sword curtain vanished, the sword's whistle abruptly ceased, and a scream rang out. The Wind Temple's protector was sent flying, tumbling several feet before crashing to his back with a thud. The ground trembled. Blood gushed from his chest like a fountain.

"Not good!"

From the protector's furious sword strike to Ye Tianlong's counterattack, and then to the protector's death, the time was so short that Stephen and Elder Yuguang only had time to utter a single sentence before it was over.

A murmur of shock rippled through the crowd. A single blow and he was dead! Knowing their companion's strength, they couldn't believe their eyes.

While Ye Tianlong's face remained calm, his heart was filled with ecstatic joy.

Having survived a life-or-death ordeal, his martial arts skills improved unbelievably. He suddenly understood what his master had told him when they parted: everything needed to be experienced firsthand. No wonder Fengyue Zhenjun was so eager to find a good opponent when he was young, always looking for someone to spar with.

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