Chapter Nine of the Romantic Continent: Forced Entry into the Garden

After turning a corner, a sizable courtyard appeared ahead, its gate tower adorned with two striking vermilion characters.

"Qingfeng Garden?" Standing beneath the gate, Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes, softly uttering the courtyard's name.

"There's no mistake, this is the place," Long Ling'er assured him. "The entrance to any place our Dragon Clan might seal is always guarded by members of the Wind Temple."

Looking through the gate, he saw a large, square courtyard, with numerous smaller courtyards within, and many houses. A stranger rushing in would easily lose their bearings, unsure of their location—a place his friends from the lower five sects disliked most.

Standing at the entrance beneath the gate, Ye Tianlong peered inside for a moment, his tiger-like eyes flashing with cold light.

To venture alone into such a large courtyard would be extremely dangerous and foolish, especially if the inhabitants were on guard. The absence of anyone indicated that the inhabitants had already received word from the outside and were quietly awaiting the intruder.

Ye Tianlong glanced at Long Ling'er beside him, who immediately understood his intentions.

With a slight nod, Long Ling'er's mind merged with Ye Tianlong's, instantly expanding their senses infinitely. Every movement, every blade of grass, every tree around them was imprinted on their minds, as if a giant mirror within them reflected everything around them.

The combined power of their minds granted them a greater search range and strength, a fact Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er had discovered unintentionally. Faced with this situation, they naturally chose this method.

In a short moment, Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er's minds had already traversed the courtyard, gaining a complete understanding of its layout.

Withdrawing their minds, they smiled at each other, their gazes sweeping over the trees in the courtyard, before striding confidently into the inner sanctum.

Beyond the courtyard gate, a pebble path stretched before Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er, flanked by tall, dense trees. Even beneath the trees grew thick undergrowth, making it difficult for light to penetrate and giving the path a somewhat eerie feel.

Fifty paces… seventy paces…

a hundred paces or so, and suddenly Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er leaped forward, their bodies tumbling twice in mid-air.

At least ten wolf-tooth arrows swept past their backs the instant they leaped, emitting a chilling whistling sound.

The sound of the bowstrings followed only after the arrows had passed, indicating that the arrows traveled faster than sound, demonstrating the archers' incredible strength. Furthermore, the wolf fangs used were imbued with magical power, making them incredibly powerful and terrifying.

A sneak attack from behind, hitting their target every time, and with about ten people firing simultaneously at a distance of about fifty paces—Logically, Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er should have been doomed, but they escaped, as if they had eyes in the back of their heads.

This situation chilled those hiding in the shadows to the bone, naturally diminishing their morale.

Ten more arrows shot towards them; arrows with such speed and force would be impossible to see from the front, but to Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er, they appeared as ten cold stars whistling towards

them. These were fired by men concealed behind the dense forest. All ten were dressed in gray-blue, having been lying in ambush somewhere, waiting for Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er to pass before launching a sneak attack from behind.

Little did they know that Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er had already pinpointed their location with their mental focus, knowing their every move perfectly.

Ye Tianlong's body twisted inexplicably in mid-air, his hands catching and grabbing, the air swirling and whistling. Upon landing, he had caught four of the high-speed wolf-tooth arrows in his hands, two on each side.

The dragon maiden was even more amazing. With no foothold in mid-air, she moved and leaped with incredible ease, seemingly lighter than air itself. Just as the magical wolf-tooth arrows were about to strike her, in that instant, her delicate body flowed through the gaps between the arrows.

The ambushing archers were terrified; some even felt their palms sweating. In an instant, everyone scurried behind trees, disappearing from sight, and the entire area fell silent.

"I'll count to three, then come out and talk to me, or I'll kill you all!"

Ye Tianlong glanced at the magical wolf-tooth arrow in his hand, casually tossed it aside, raised his head, and pierced the trees with a sharp, penetrating gaze at the ambushing men, shouting sternly.

No one responded, no one stepped forward; it was as if the wolf-tooth arrow attack had been a momentary illusion. Only the sound of the wind rustling through the treetops could be heard. Besides that, there was Ye Tianlong's calm and powerful count.

"One...two...three..." After counting three times, Ye Tianlong smiled coldly, turned to face the small building at the end of the path, and shouted again, "I know there are thirty-seven of you inside, yet not one of you dares to step forward. Then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Before he finished speaking, Long Ling'er beside him suddenly opened her cherry-like mouth and exhaled, a long howl immediately spreading in all directions, like a dragon's roar. Although not very loud, it was continuous and powerful, and tree branches flew and broke wherever it went.

"Raging Dragon Roar!"

One of the dragon clan's ultimate techniques, it had reappeared on the continent since the Hundred Clans War. The poor ten archers who were lying in ambush behind the trees hadn't even realized what was happening. They only heard the sound, their hearts pounded like drums, their heads jolted, and blood splattered from their seven orifices, shooting into the sky.

Long Ling'er used this ruthless move because of Ye Tianlong's secret order that she must not let anyone here go.

Before the fight even began, ten of their most dangerous magic archers were already dead. At this point, the people inside the small building stopped hiding. Their original plan was to wait for Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er to attack, then have the magic archers, who were lying in ambush, attack from both sides.

With a long howl, more than thirty men and women flew out from the small building and the woods on either side. All were agile and skilled fighters wielding swords and knives, instantly surrounding Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er.

Swords were drawn from their sheaths, and the killing intent was intense, but Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er showed no fear. They were used to such scenes, having experienced countless bloody battles; they had no reason to flee from this encirclement of dozens of people.

"Who are you? Why are you trespassing?" the leader of the group demanded fiercely, pointing his long sword at Ye Tianlong's chest.

"Knowing who you are is enough." A cold smile played on Ye Tianlong's lips as his gaze swept over each of them. "You second-rate experts from the Temple of Wind don't need to know our names, because soon you won't know anything at all."

A slight commotion arose among the surrounding crowd. In their rage, they were suddenly exposed by their opponent's shout, feeling the immense killing intent emanating from him. Combined with the stunning skill displayed by the beautiful dragon girl earlier, this sent a chill down their spines.

Strangely, at this moment, the combined aura of the thirty-odd people was completely suppressed by the dark aura emanating from Ye Tianlong alone. Each of them felt as if they were in a frigid snow cellar, their bodies chilled to the bone.

"Everyone, attack quickly! Kill them!"

A fierce roar erupted, and the sword in the leader's hand suddenly flashed with lightning speed. Drawn by his command, everyone shouted in unison. The flashes of sword light and blade shadows converged like countless bolts of lightning, and in their fury, they launched a fierce and unparalleled attack. The ferocity of their offensive was truly breathtaking.

"Well done!" Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er, fearless, charged forward into the gathering wave of swords and blades.

"Wind Sweep Away the Clouds!" Ye Tianlong's shout was like a thunderclap.

No one could see how the sword appeared in his hand; they only saw a blur before their eyes, and the red and black Heavenly Demon Holy Sword had already swept through the air.

The mountain of swords split, the sea of swords shattered.

The Heavenly Demon Holy Sword delivered a fatal blow with lightning speed, its fiery sword energy surging forth, its gleaming sword light flashing through the gaps in the attacking mountain of swords and blades. Man and sword became one, each sword light carrying a sharp, piercing whistle that cut through the wind.

Within a three-zhang radius around the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword, a rain of blood swept up, limbs flying and bodies torn apart, the sword energy mercilessly devouring the lives of its opponents.

"Ah..."

A man screamed in agony, his body flying three zhang away, letting out another long, mournful howl before collapsing to the ground, struggling for his life.

Right Assistant had been mercilessly ripped open, a gaping wound of blood, bones broken, flesh torn, and internal organs bulging out.

"Agh..."

The three men screamed in unison, staggering forward with their swords drawn, only to collapse three zhang away at the edge of the woods with several soft thuds.

Their abdomens were ripped open, and the crimson blood and internal organs on the grass were a horrifying sight!

The dragon girl was even more decisive, leaping into the air and gathering her inner energy, her entire body enveloped in dragon aura. If someone nearby had focused their eyes, they could have seen that Long Ling'er had transformed into a dragon-shaped pillar of energy, swirling amidst a sea of swords and blades, sending anyone who touched her flying three zhang away, unable to rise again.

In less than a quarter of an hour, besides Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er, only one man remained standing, speechless; the rest were all mute corpses on the ground.

The Heavenly Demon Holy Sword vanished instantly from Ye Tianlong's hand. He looked up at the man standing five zhang away, his expression cold and chilling.

"You really killed them all..." The man who remained was the one who had stood at the pavilion entrance. His face was pale, and his eyes held undisguised panic and fear.

"That's right, I killed them all." Ye Tianlong made no move, instantly appearing before the man. Although he and Long Ling'er had killed over thirty opponents, not a drop of blood had stained their clothes. "You already know who I am, right?"

Hearing Ye Tianlong's question, the man, suppressed by Ye Tianlong's dark aura, trembled even more.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, because I need you to go back and report to your master." Ye Tianlong said coldly, his eyes gleaming with a chilling light.

Hearing that his life was spared, the man visibly relaxed.

"However..."

When Ye Tianlong's tone changed, the man's expression changed drastically again.

"Although you won't die, you must leave something behind to honor your comrades."

The man's body jolted, and he staggered back four or five steps, his face paling. Before he could speak, Long Ling'er had already appeared beside him in a flash, and with a single claw strike, tore off one of the man's ears.

"You people of the Wind God Temple are all bad. One day, I will storm Wind God Mountain and tear down all your Ghost Palaces." The dragon girl's anger was not without reason, because Yu Fengwu's injury was the result of a joint effort between the Wind God Temple and the God Clan. And any goodwill she had towards the Wind God Temple and the God Clan had completely vanished because of this incident.

"Ye Tianlong, your smugness won't last long." The man gritted his teeth, trying to stop his own bleeding. Perhaps knowing he wouldn't die, his courage grew. "The Divine Race and our allied forces will utterly defeat you. Then, I will definitely avenge today's humiliation."

Ye Tianlong couldn't help but laugh loudly, grabbing the man and throwing him away. He said, "Go back and tell your so-called Holy Maiden to wash herself clean and wait for me, because I will soon slaughter you all without leaving a trace. Then, I will definitely have my way with her." The

poor man was thrown more than eight feet away, dizzy and disoriented. He rolled several times after landing before scrambling to his feet, not bothering to tidy himself up, and ran away.

"Shouldn't we go in now?"

Ye Tianlong glanced at Long Ling'er, who nodded. The two of them flashed away simultaneously, arriving inside the small building in a single leap.

Passing through the small building and the middle courtyard, Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er quickly arrived at the backyard.

The small backyard was lush with vegetation. Long Ling'er quickly focused her attention on a small artificial hill.

With Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er working together, their combined mental search revealed no secrets carefully concealed by the Wind Temple. Ye Tianlong hadn't known this before, but under Long Ling'er's guidance, he finally understood another aspect of mental search.

Through the artificial hill, Ye Tianlong saw a secret passageway. In truth, the artificial hill before him was merely an illusion, deliberately created by the Wind Temple to conceal the secret passage.

"This secret passage is the only way to the treasure cave,"

Long Ling'er transmitted to him. Ye Tianlong immediately became eager to break through the artificial hill.

"No, if you forcefully break it open, you'll completely seal off the secret passage inside."

Long Ling'er quickly stopped the lecherous man's reckless behavior. She softly chanted a spell, and an exceptionally bright light emanated from her body, gradually filling the entire backyard.

When the white light faded, what appeared before Ye Tianlong was a secret passage that seemed to stretch endlessly. The two sides of the passage were dark stone walls, completely devoid of light, with only gusts of cold wind constantly emanating from the end of the passage.

"That artificial mountain has completely disappeared..."

Ye Tianlong stared at Long Ling'er in astonishment. He had never imagined that such miraculous magic existed. He had previously confirmed that he could feel the artificial mountain's real existence by touching it; the roughness and weight of the stone were something no magic could replicate. Therefore, Ye Tianlong had assumed that the artificial mountain was constructed by the Temple of Wind, merely to block the entrance to the secret passage.

"Actually, this is an ancient spell. I don't know the specific method; I only learned the incantation to break it from the elders of my clan." Seeing Ye Tianlong staring intently at her, the beautiful dragon girl smiled gently and explained to him.

As the two ventured deeper, the eerie wind blowing from the side of the path grew stronger, making their clothes whistle rapidly. Fortunately, Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er were both highly skilled experts; if they were ordinary people, they would have been frozen stiff and their bones would have cracked after entering a hundred feet.

After traveling another hundred feet, the scenery changed again. A dark valley entrance appeared before Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er, where ancient trees reached for the sky, creating a sinister and terrifying atmosphere.

"It's really strange. How could there be such a valley in this godforsaken place?" Ye Tianlong said, standing at the entrance of the valley, somewhat puzzled. "It seems to be quite deep inside."

"That's right. This valley was originally closed off." Long Ling'er said to Ye Tianlong while carefully observing the surroundings. "We're already deep in the mountains. If we go any further, we'll be inside the mountain's belly."

This place was originally a mountain within a mountain, meaning there was a hidden world within the mountain's belly. The Dragon Clan chose this place to seal the "Wind Essence Stone" precisely because of its unique characteristics. The naturally unique terrain, combined with the meticulous modifications made by the Dragon Clan's experts, transformed this place into a sealed land that no one could enter.

However, after the seal was placed, a side effect occurred. Perhaps due to the excessive power of the seal placed by the Dragon Clan, the terrain and climate of this place changed drastically. The originally barren land slowly grew lush trees. However, this also created a perfect camouflage for the Dragon Clan's sealed land, and the change in terrain gradually transformed this place into a rugged yet beautiful scenic spot. Especially in recent years, the March Pool of Qingfeng Mountain has attracted more and more visitors seeking seclusion and adventure.

The Wind Temple personnel who were originally stationed here to guard the Dragon Clan's sealed land have long forgotten their vigilance over such a long period of time. They are now guarding this place out of mere inertia, and even the higher-ups of the Wind Temple are almost forgetting that this place exists.

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