[Fantasy] The Treasure Cauldron (Complete) - Chapter 18 (End)

Chapter Thirty-Nine

: Shangyuan, commonly known as Yuanxiao, also called Yuanyue or Yuanxi.

On this night, music and singing fill the air, and lanterns are hung everywhere, hence it is also called Lantern Night or Lantern Festival.

The origin of Yuanxiao is not clearly recorded in history, but the Records of the Grand Historian, Music Section, says: "The Han dynasty always worshipped Taiyi Ganquan on the first Xin day of the first month, and performed the worship at dusk until dawn."

The Elementary Learning Records, Virtue Chapter, says: "Today, people watch lanterns on the night of the full moon of the first month, which is a remnant of the past."

It can be seen that the custom of hanging lanterns for Yuanxiao existed as early as the Han dynasty. However, the ancient customs of Shangyuan were quite different from those of later generations. It focused on worship and did not seem to be about hanging lanterns.

The custom of displaying lanterns for the Lantern Festival only became prevalent in the Tang Dynasty. The "Ling Xiao Lü" of Shuyongluo recounts: "On the fifteenth night of the first lunar month in the Tang Dynasty, for three nights in a row, people would walk through the temples, monasteries, streets, and alleys, the lanterns as bright as day, with lanterns reaching over a hundred feet high. After the reign of Emperor Zhongzong (Shenyou), a new festival was added, and ladies would all go out at night, the roads were jammed with carriages and horses, some even walking dozens of steps deep into the darkness."

During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong, thanks to his special promotion, the lanterns of the Lantern Festival reached their most brilliant and dazzling peak, and this became a permanent custom.

The Lantern Festival at "Kuzhu Peak" was even more lively and crowded.

However—this group of martial arts heroes were not just there to see the lanterns, but for a dragon-patterned treasure cauldron.

Who exactly was this mysterious figure who invited heroes from all over the world to compete for the treasure at Kuzhu Peak? Just as everyone was making wild guesses, a strange laugh suddenly rose from the night sky. The person who laughed said, "I am deeply grateful for your presence on this cold Lantern Festival night atop this desolate peak. However, there are no fewer than one or two hundred of you friends tonight, but only one Dragon Pattern Cauldron. How should this martial arts contest be conducted to ensure fairness and justice? I would like to hear your opinions before we begin."

Before the words were finished, a thunderous voice rang out from the crowd, shouting, "Martial arts practitioners value fairness and honor! Your decision to challenge us without signing your name and leaving a note is already a breach of integrity!" "Now that you're hiding and speaking, it only makes you seem more petty. Don't you dare show your true face?"

Upon hearing this, the man let out another strange laugh, saying, "What this friend says is very reasonable, but since I dared to invite you all here to verify my martial arts, how could I not show my true face? However, I lost both my parents at a young age and was raised by my master. I have long forgotten my name, and my master did not give me a name either, so I have no name to write on this note. I beg your forgiveness for this."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight sound of sleeves fluttering, and a person descended from the sky. Standing on a rock peak about ten feet high in front of the flat ground on the mountain, her eyes, like lightning, swept across everyone present.

When the heroes of the world saw this person, they were all greatly surprised, each letting out a silent "Oh!". It turned out that the person who descended from the sky was a woman wearing a blue cloth robe, with long hair reaching her waist, extremely thin, with a yellowish face, and around forty years old.

This ghostly figure sent chills down the spines of everyone present. No one recognized her. Only Nan Tian Yi Yan slowly moved to Bao Hong's side and whispered, "So it's her."

Bao Hong asked blankly, "Who the hell is she? Like a tiger entering a temple—completely devoid of humanity."

Nan Tian Yi Yan's voice lowered further as she said, "She is the one from the cave, Fan Tian Yan Lu Yu Qi. But don't expose her yet. It seems she doesn't want people to know she was one of the three extraordinary women from beyond the Great Wall twenty years ago. Let's quietly wait and see how things unfold."

Bao Hong nodded without answering. However, his sword-like eyes emitted two sharp beams of light, staring intently at Fan Tian Yan Lu Yu Qi standing on the stone.

When Lu Yuqi, the legendary swordswoman, saw that all the assembled heroes were stunned and speechless upon her appearance, she knew they were somewhat horrified by her appearance. A pang of sorrow gripped her heart, and she sighed inwardly, "Lu Yuqi, Lu Yuqi, twenty years ago, you were a peerless beauty, captivating countless young martial artists. Now… you've become like this, it frightens anyone who sees you."

Although she thought this in her heart, under the circumstances, she couldn't show her bitterness and resentment at the early passing of her youth and the changes in her appearance.

However—she chuckled strangely twice and said, “Why aren’t you all speaking? Don’t you believe I’ve placed the Dragon-Patterned Cauldron on the summit?”

She paused, then continued, “Not only have I placed that rare treasure on this summit, and whoever wins can take it, but I’ve also invited Master Mingkong, the abbot of the world-renowned Shaolin Temple, to this summit. If you Shaolin masters present wish to rescue your master, please immediately devise a martial arts contest so we can begin. If you truly refuse to offer your talents, I have my own methods, but I fear you won’t agree to them.”

With that, she raised her right hand and pointed to a leafless, withered tree on the opposite side of the flat ground, saying, “If you don’t believe me, look at that withered tree. Isn’t that Master Mingkong sitting there? And beside him, isn’t that the Dragon-Patterned Cauldron?”

Hundreds of eyes from the assembled heroes followed her finger. Sure enough, on the left side near the flat ground, there stood a withered tree, seemingly dead for several years. On one of its branches, stretching horizontally into the sky, sat a grey-robed monk, his hands clasped in prayer, head bowed in silence.

To the old monk's left lay a dragon-patterned cauldron. The cauldron's color was already beautiful, but under the bright moonlight, it shone even more brilliantly, its jade-like luster captivating all who saw it.

However, they were also astonished. This withered tree, dead for several years, was barely thick enough for one person to encircle, and the horizontal branch on which Master Mingkong sat, and which held the cauldron, was as thin as a bowl. It was truly perplexing that Master Mingkong, with his heavy frame, could sit upon it without breaking it.

At this moment, some people turned back to look at the Jade Silk Pavilion, while others stared intently at the dragon-patterned cauldron.

But no one dared to suddenly leap and grab it. Mingjue and Mingwu, seeing their sect leader placed on a tree, eyes closed, hands clasped, head bowed in silence, already knew that Yuqi of Fantian Yanlu had struck some acupoint. However, the rules of the martial world dictated that since the host had invited the heroes to Kuzhu Peak to test their martial arts, they had to obey him. Whoever was the most skilled would receive the Dragon Pattern Cauldron and, of course, could rescue Sect Leader Mingkong.

Of the two monks, Mingwu was slightly more impulsive, but Master Mingjue was a highly virtuous monk whose every word and action adhered to Buddhist precepts, always prioritizing compassion. Therefore, since he had come to demonstrate his skills, he couldn't act rashly.

Rao Mingkong was their sect leader and their junior brother, and the Dragon Pattern Cauldron was originally a treasure of Shaolin Temple, but now that it was in someone else's hands, it was at their mercy. Thus, Mingwu tried to lash out several times, but was stopped by Mingjue's subtle signals.

Seeing that no one could come up with a way to verify their martial arts skills, Fantian Yanlu Yuqi chuckled twice and said, "As the ancients said, a grand gathering is rare. Since none of you are willing to offer your insights, I will have to give my opinion." After a pause, she continued, "Three zhang away to my right, there are three upright strange rocks side by side. On each rock is a fiery pearl. Which distinguished guest can stand three zhang away and use their internal energy to simultaneously draw up the pearls and transfer them to the dragon-patterned cauldron on that withered tree? That would be a victory."

After another pause, she added, "However, I have one condition. If you are not confident and believe you cannot do what I say, please step back an arrow's length to the left."

Upon hearing Fantian Yanlu Yuqi's words, the more than one hundred martial arts heroes were greatly agitated. More than half of them, knowing their incompetence, voluntarily stepped back an arrow's length to the left.

Fan Tianyan Lu Yu Qi frowned slightly, her piercing eyes sweeping over the remaining twenty or thirty heroes who stood motionless, believing they had the ability to move the precious pearl. She smiled and said, "If you are confident that you can use your inner energy to move the precious pearl, then please show us your skills so that our fellow practitioners can admire them together."

Although Bao Hong did not retreat, he was secretly worried. While the three pearls were of limited weight, using internal energy from three zhang away to move them onto the Dragon Pattern Cauldron was no easy task. It was impossible without superhuman internal strength…

Just then, one of the heroes shouted, “Since our master left the letter inviting Bitter Bamboo Peak to test our martial arts, he has kept us in limbo for quite some time. I had intended to show my skills, but since our master wouldn’t even reveal his name, what’s the point of victory or defeat? In my humble opinion, I hope our master will first reveal his name before we each display our unique skills and move the pearls. I wonder if everyone here agrees…” He finished speaking, clasped his hands, and bowed to the crowd.

The voice sounded familiar. Bao Juji looked in the direction of the voice and saw his adoptive father, Li Hou, was also present. He wanted to go over, but Li Hou stopped him with a look. Whether they considered themselves incompetent and retreated to the left, or remained standing in the center, all the heroes stirred up another commotion.

Amidst the commotion, several loud voices shouted, "Yes, this friend is right! We have reason to request that our master reveal his name, so that when the victor obtains the Dragon Pattern Cauldron, the news will spread throughout the martial world, and there will be a basis for it!"

Fan Tian Yan Lu Yu Qi frowned deeply, her dark eyes darting around, and smiled, "I have already explained to you all that I lost both my parents at a young age and was raised by my master. My master never gave me a formal name, so I am anonymous. Fortunately, we have gathered at Bitter Bamboo Peak tonight to obtain the Dragon Pattern Cauldron so that the abbots of Shaolin Temple can rescue our leader. Whether I am famous or anonymous is truly insignificant. Furthermore, none of you need to leave your names to obtain the treasure. Isn't that a novel and unique affair?"

The heroes stirred up another commotion.

Yu Zhen, standing beside Bao Hong, whispered in his ear, "Fantian Yanlu Yuqi's reluctance to reveal her real name must have its reasons. Perhaps it's because of the incident at Qingcheng Mountain twenty years ago, where everyone assumed she was dead, and she no longer wants to appear in the martial world as Fantian Yanlu Yuqi. Or perhaps she needs to continue living in anonymity to verify something. Back then, she was sworn sisters with your mother, making her your aunt. Since she doesn't want to reveal it, we shouldn't expose her. Our purpose in attending this gathering isn't this dragon-patterned cauldron, but to find that mysterious and enigmatic scholar in purple. Therefore, we should observe the situation calmly and remain steadfast in our approach."

His voice was so soft that even Yun Niang, standing beside Bao Hong, couldn't hear him. She only saw her younger brother, Hong, nodding repeatedly in agreement with Yu Zhen. Just then, someone from the crowd spoke up, shouting, "What the newcomer says isn't without merit. Our purpose in coming to Bitter Bamboo Peak is to display our unique skills and seize the Dragon Pattern Cauldron. Whether we know her name or not is really irrelevant. This humble monk is willing to appear here first."

Bao Hongyun's gaze shifted to the speaker, recognizing him as the Shaolin monk Mingwu, who had secretly attacked Bao Hong in the inn, injuring him with the Cold Yin Palm. The hatred from that palm strike still lingered in Bao Hong's heart. He wanted to attack Mingwu, but the man was already using his true energy to absorb the pearl. Furthermore, he was a man of clear understanding; he would never secretly attack someone when they were off guard. Therefore, after a moment's thought, he decided to settle accounts with Mingwu after he had finished his business and left the scene.

Just as the thought crossed his mind—he suddenly felt a gentle force patting him from behind. Startled, he turned around and saw a strange man dressed entirely in black, his face veiled, rushing towards the northeast peak. His speed was astounding.

A thought flashed through Bao Hong's mind in his mind. He had heard Sister Yun say that he had been saved by a man dressed entirely in black, his face veiled, after being knocked off a cliff by the force of a palm strike from someone in the cave. Could this man be his benefactor? In the blink of an eye, he had already taken off after the strange man in black. He chased him until they reached a dense forest halfway up the peak, where the man in black stopped.

Bao Hong leaped up behind him, bowed, and said, "Wow, my name is Bao Hong. I have something I'd like to ask you. Would you be willing to tell me?"

The man in black slowly nodded, indicating his willingness.

Bao Hong said, "Damn, this afternoon on this mountainside, I was struck by a powerful palm strike and thrown off the cliff. I'm told I was saved by a man dressed entirely in black, his face veiled, preventing me from being torn to pieces. Could that man be you?"

The man in black nodded again.

Bao Hong quickly turned around, clasped his hands, and bowed deeply to the man in black, saying with immense gratitude, "Damn, thank you so much! If you ever need my help in the future, please feel free to call upon me. I will do my utmost to repay your kindness."

The man in black shook his head. Bao Hong was puzzled, but then his gaze fell upon two tear tracks near the veiled man's eyes.

Bao Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Wow, what's wrong? Are you crying?"

The woman in black trembled slightly, uttering a mournful voice as she slowly replied, "Brother Hong, what do I need you to repay? I only hope you won't forget that there's a beloved older sister in Yellow Oriole Valley who will love you for all eternity."

These heartbreaking words struck Bao Hong like a thunderbolt, and he shouted, "Wow, are you your beloved older sister?"

The beautiful woman, Sima Jiaojiao, nodded sadly and said, "That's right, I am your beloved older sister."

Bao Hong said, "Wow, then why are you dressed entirely in black, with a black veil covering your face?"

The beautiful woman sobbed as she replied, "This... you... don't ask... I won't tell you..."

Of course, she wouldn't tell him; she wanted her beautiful image to forever remain in her younger brother Hong's mind.

It turned out that after being forced to leave Bao Hong by Jiang Cheng at the dilapidated temple in the desolate river that day, she had been running aimlessly forward, with Jiang Cheng relentlessly pursuing her. The chase lasted for two full hours. Driven to desperation by Jiang Cheng, Yun Yun Nu steeled her resolve and contemplated suicide as a form of resistance.

Just then, she reached a cliff blocking her path. Gritting her teeth, she cried out in a mournful, piercing voice, "Father!" and leaped forward, plummeting down the cliff like a boulder.

Fortunately, the cliff face was covered with ancient pine trees, their branches and leaves providing much of the force of her fall. So, she didn't die at the bottom, but her body was covered in wounds, with hardly a patch of unscathed flesh. She

was later rescued by passersby who, after learning her address, took her back to Huang Ying Valley.

After more than a month of meticulous care from her father, all her wounds healed, but the scars covering her body never fully healed.

The scars on her face, in particular, were extremely unsightly; her once beautiful face was now almost a hideous mass. From then on, he always wore a loose black robe and covered his face with two layers of black veil. Bao Hong was an extremely intelligent man, and he had heard Jiang Cheng say that she had jumped off a cliff dozens of meters high, which must have injured her face and left scars, hence the veil covering her face, unwilling to show her unsightly appearance.

So he did not press the matter further, and the two stood silently for a while.

Ru Yun Yun Nu sighed and slowly said, "Brother Hong, will you hate me?"

Bao Hong shook his head repeatedly and replied, "Sister saved my life, I'm so grateful, how could I hate you?"

Ru Yun Yun Nu said, "I mean, why did I cover my face with a black veil instead of telling you the reason? Will you hate me?"

Bao Hong shook his head again and said, "Damn, no, no. It's a small matter, how could I hate you for this? But, I'm not someone who values appearance over loyalty, damn."

Ru Yun Yun Nu didn't explain, but said, "Since you don't hate me, I want to tell you something, and I hope you'll pay extra attention in the future." She paused, her gaze sweeping around through the two layers of black veil, and then said, "Have you seen the Poison Rose these past few days?"

Mentioning the Poison Rose, Bao Hong smiled slightly and said, "Damn, that female demon is like a fart from the Earth God—absolutely divine. Over the years, no one has seen her true face."

Ru Yunyun moved her body, took two steps forward, and said, "I saw her once recently."

"Oh," Bao Hong exclaimed, surprised by the news, "Wow, where did you see her? What does she look like?"

Ru Yunyun suddenly burst into laughter through her tears and said, "My silly brother, is it Poison Rose? She's a girl in her early twenties, extremely beautiful. Do you want to see her?"

"Wow!"

Ru Yunyun giggled, but then shyly lowered her head.

After laughing, she said, "Such a beautiful woman, you can't bear to part with her..."

"Damn, Sister Jiao knows perfectly well that I'm a stubborn man who won't back down even if it means a lawsuit."

Ru Yun Yun nodded and said, "Hmm, not bad, Brother Hong, your chivalry is admirable, but I suspect that today's Poison Rose is not the same in your eyes..." She paused, then asked, "Do you know who she is?"

Bao Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Damn! Who is she?"

Ru Yun Yun covered her face with a black veil, tilted her head slightly towards the sky, and answered frankly, "Yun Niang."

In Ru Yun Yun's imagination, Brother Hong would be shocked when he learned the truth, but Bao Hong only said "Oh" and said, "Damn, Sister Jiao, can we find a place to discuss this properly?"

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Bitter Bamboo Peak was within the Yellow Oriole Valley, which Ru Yun Yun was very familiar with, and she quickly found an extremely secluded cave. The two sat down, and Bao Hong pulled Ru Yun Yu Nu into his arms, letting out a long sigh. "Damn it," he said, "foreigners watching Peking Opera—it's incomprehensible."

Ru Yun Yu Nu had never seen her brother Hong so frustrated. In her mind, he was someone she could use as a blanket even if the sky fell…

Just as she was about to say something, Bao Hong suddenly pulled her close, saying, "Damn it, actually I knew all along."

Ru Yun Yu Nu looked up at his veiled face in astonishment, saying, "You knew all along?"

"Damn it, my mother isn't Pigsy's mother—she'd be incredibly stupid. Of course, her son wouldn't be that dumb."

"When did you find out?"

"Wow, I started to suspect her when she tried to assassinate your senior brother Jiang Cheng. Later, I observed her closely and found her to be gentle and kind, which gradually increased my suspicion. But then, she told me about her background herself. She lost her parents when she was three years old and was raised by her master. Her master only told her to call him Yunniang. Sometimes she would ask her master about her origins and who her parents' killers were. But every time she asked, her master would always say that she would know when the time was right and forbid her from asking any more questions. Her master was not only exceptionally skilled in martial arts, but also proficient in the secret methods of gathering and refining herbs. He refined the rare herbs that she had painstakingly gathered from the desolate island into a kind of..."

She recalled the scene when she left her master and went down the mountain...

She remembered it very clearly. It was a sunny afternoon, and her master was dressed neatly and sitting upright in the hall of the thatched cottage.

Her expression was poignant yet solemn as she said, "Yunniang, your parents were originally the Twin Immortals of Mount Hua, renowned for their chivalry in the martial arts world. I rescued you and brought you to this secluded peak in the deep mountains to learn martial arts from me. For twenty years now, I have not only imparted all my martial arts knowledge to you, but I have also painstakingly gathered rare poisons from these desolate peaks and ridges, crafting them into a poison powder. This powder is contained within a silver and gemstone-encrusted ornament. This ornament was originally a keepsake from your mother. After I drove away the enemies who murdered your parents, I found it on the ground. I have carefully modified the ornament; although its shape remains the same, the blood-red gemstone has been hollowed out, and the filling..." "Poison powder can be used as a weapon. Just a light prick with a flower thorn on the enemy's pressure point on the back of their neck, and the poison will draw blood and kill instantly. Based on my deduction and the circumstances at the time, your parents died from a love-hate relationship, because the one who killed them was a handsome man with extraordinary martial arts skills..."

She suddenly stopped here. Upon hearing this, Yunniang burst into tears and cursed inwardly, "I will kill all the handsome young men in the world."

But according to Sister Yun, she had once secretly looked at her mentor's handkerchief and knew that her mentor had met the wrong person in her youth. That person was infatuated with her beauty, had been with her for a while, and then abandoned her after getting tired of her. After that, she harbored hatred, turning love into hate. She was obsessed with beauty and would kill by scheme. Therefore, Yunniang was more or less influenced by her mentor.

After hearing Bao Hong's explanation, Ru Yun Yun Nu sighed, "I never imagined she had such a background."

Bao Hong smiled mysteriously and said, "Sister Jiao, Sister Yun has a plan. Do you want to hear it?" "

What plan?"

"Damn, she's going to organize a women's army to mess with this old man like me."

"Women's army? What do you mean?"

"Damn, you're really clueless, like a midwife touching a butt—you don't even understand this."

"I just don't understand."

"Damn, she's going to unite with that Cha guy who once received my baptism of love, to form a united front."

Ru Yun Yun Nu chuckled and said, "How could she even think of that?" After saying that, she lightly poked Bao Hong's forehead with her finger and said, "It's just that you're getting off easy!"

Bao Hong, however, took advantage of the situation and tightened his grip on her, like An Lushan's claws climbing Mount Saintess.

Only someone addicted to drugs could make her unable to stop. Ru Yun Yun Nu, in matters of lovemaking, was like someone addicted to drugs, unable to resist any teasing. As soon as Bao Hong's hand reached her breasts, she immediately clung to him tightly, her voice trembling with sobs, "Brother Hong...no...no..."

Bao Hong wouldn't listen. He reached out and lifted her black veil, unaffected by the scars on her face, and pressed his lips against her cherry-like lips.

"Mmm..." She struggled to escape, but Bao Hong was strong and powerful. He held her slender waist with one hand and supported the back of her head with the other, finally allowing his lips to meet hers.

"Mmm...mmm..." Finally, she softened, melted by the passion, and the two kissed passionately.

"Sister Jiao, don't leave me, forget the misfortunes of the past, let's live together, let's build a happy home..."

"Mmm...Brother Hong..." Clearly, she was already aroused. Bao Hong quickly removed her clothes.

"Ah..." A pair of large, white breasts emerged, white and tender. Not yet satisfied, he reached for her waistband and pulled down her trousers and underwear. Although her body bore several scars, they did not detract from her beauty. Her curves were alluring, her breasts breathtakingly prominent, her curves alluringly alluring, leaving one breathless.

Bao Hong quickly stripped off his clothes.

"Mmm…Brother Hong…no…don't…" she murmured, both ashamed and timid.

This was the man she loved, but fate had cruelly injured her, making him seem like a stranger, yet also like a newlywed couple. Both were extremely nervous. Her body was burning hot, numb and itchy, unbearably so.

Bao Hong immediately began his assault on her breasts.

"Mmm…no…don't…" she moaned softly, writhing her body like a snake, clinging to Bao Hong. She was now consumed by desire, her entire body burning with intense passion. They kissed passionately.

Bao Hong reached his hand to her mound-like vulva, groping through the grass…

“Mmm…mmm…” she moaned, involuntarily reaching out to grasp Bao Hong’s jade pestle. Her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

In that instant, revenge, the poisonous rose—all vanished from her mind, replaced by the satisfaction of burning desire.

Bao Hong’s hand, touching her…was already overflowing, like a babbling brook. He knew the time was ripe, so without hesitation, he mounted her.

"Mmm...mmm..." Bao Hong pressed down on her, and she already held Bao Hong..., aiming at herself...

"Mmm...no...don't...don't put it in..." Women often say the opposite of what they mean; "no" means "need," and Bao Hong understood the unspoken meaning.

Suddenly, he lowered his hips!

"Ah..." A scream rang out.

Ru Yun Yu Nu's face was already flushed with desire. She convulsed for a while, then twisted her jade hips, swaying rhythmically, letting Bao Hong's fiery rod wriggle inside her body.

"Mmm...ah...dear husband...I feel so numb...so sore...so comfortable...move...move harder...ah...move again..."

Bao Hong had already launched his attack. At first, he was afraid she couldn't take it, so he went slowly. After dozens of thrusts...being moistened by the stream...gradually, she became...free, so he increased the speed.

Like Zhuge Liang's army marching out of Qishan, charging in and out seven times. Waves of pleasurable stimulation spread throughout her body. Ru Yun Yu Nu couldn't help but moan.

“Hehe…you naughty little brother Hong…oh…oh…you’ve touched my clitoris…it feels so good…I’m going to die from this…my dear husband…oh my…you’re making me feel so good…harder…harder…yes…yes…oh my…it feels so good…it’s amazing…good brother…you’re really something…”

She was already drenched in sweat, her teeth grinding together. She was desperately swaying her plump buttocks. Bao Juji was putting in all his strength; this round was crucial, it was the only way to resolve the feud between Sister Yun and her, the only way to form the Women’s Army. So, every time…perhaps he was using too much force, and then it started.

“Slap…slap…” This wasn’t the sound of waves crashing against rocks, it was the sound of flesh colliding with flesh.

This sound, along with the two’s rapid breathing, echoed rhythmically in the cave, like a “Symphony of Rain,” very moving.

Bao Hong exclaimed, "Sister Jiao... your hole is so tight, so warm, so wonderful. From now on, we'll be united, and I'll love your little hole every day..."

Ru Yun Yu Nu was already in ecstasy, "Dear husband... good brother... oh... sister will listen to you..." She shook her head violently, her hair swaying, her beautiful eyes widening, turning into lifeless fish eyes, panting heavily, feeling as if she were floating in the sky. She desperately raised her hips, forming an arch.

"Hehe... dear husband... I can't take it... I'm going to die... oh... so comfortable..."

"Wait a minute... dear sister... wife..."

"Oh... harder... harder..."

Bao Hong dared not hold back, afraid that Ru Yun Yu Nu wouldn't be able to handle it. Now that he had conquered her, he felt especially happy.

"Oh... dear husband... I want... oh..."

Bao Hong's penis was also throbbing at this moment. Knowing it was time to deliver, he cried out "Wow, fuck!" and turned on the tap to release the fluid.

"I... oh... oh... I've lost it too... lost it to my dear husband..."

And so, the two embraced tightly.

Suddenly—a whooshing sound of palm wind, accompanied by the whistling of clothes tearing through the air, came from the low bushes about ten feet to the left. Unless one possessed exceptional martial arts skills, it would be difficult to detect.

Bao Hong and Ru Yun Yu Nu were both startled. Ru Yun Yu Nu nudged Bao Hong and whispered, "Judging from the sound, it seems someone's fighting. But what's strange is, why aren't they at the summit participating in the treasure hunt, instead of fighting here? Quickly get dressed."

Bao Hong quickly put on his clothes, straightened his back, and said, "Damn, I'll go check it out first. You hurry up and get dressed."

"Brother Hong, tonight everyone who comes to Bitter Bamboo Peak is a highly skilled martial artist. Be careful. If it doesn't concern you, it's best not to meddle." Ru Yun Yu Nu finished speaking, and Bao Hong had already disappeared. However, she didn't leave with Bao Hong; she let out a long sigh and silently turned back to Yellow Oriole Valley.

Chapter Forty (The Finale)

Here, each displaying their unique skills, the two combatants are a man of about sixty, his hair and beard white, but his face is like jade, with bright eyes, sword-like eyebrows, and a high nose bridge. One look reveals that in his youth, he was a handsome and talented young man. The other is a beautiful young woman of about twenty-three or twenty-four, the Poison Rose Yun Niang. The old man's internal strength seems extremely powerful; each of his palm strikes produces a whooshing sound, the force surging several meters away. Although Yun Niang uses her extraordinary lightness skill, the Eighteen Flights of the Cloud Phoenix, to fight the old man, her body moves like a long, flowing cloud, her steps unsteady, her whole body swaying constantly, seemingly unable to maintain her footing.

Wow, this is a stage show from the Dragon Hair Hall! The old man, Yunniang, swayed unsteadily, knowing that her true strength was about to be exhausted. He was secretly pleased and chuckled, saying, "Young lady, why are you still trying to be strong? It's clear that you are powerless to fight and are about to be defeated by my palm."

"Hmph!" Yunniang snorted coldly, angrily saying, "Don't be so arrogant! Let's see who will be defeated."

As she spoke, her delicate body swayed, barely dodging the old man's palm strike. She continued angrily, "You came to Bitter Bamboo Peak not to test your martial arts, nor to seize treasures. You claim to be looking for your son, but you won't say who your son is. You're forcing your daughter here, demanding to know if she came to Bitter Bamboo Peak to find her enemies and avenge her family." She paused, then turned, dodging another palm strike, and continued, "Let me tell you, tonight on Bitter Bamboo Peak, although it's a grand treasure hunt, there are plenty of people taking the opportunity to find their enemies. Who knows which one is your son?" As she spoke, she slid to the right, trying to dodge the old man's left palm strike, "Splitting the Southern Mountain."

Unexpectedly, the old man's "Splitting the Southern Mountain" move was a feint. As Yunniang swayed her shoulders, attempting to use the "Shifting Position" technique from the Eighteen Flights of the Cloud Phoenix to dodge to the right, the old man's right palm struck out with a "Piercing Clouds and Plucking the Moon" move, landing squarely on Yunniang's left shoulder.

She groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and staggered backward several feet.

This attack ignited Yunniang's fury. With a fierce shout, her killing intent was palpable. Her right hand moved with practiced ease, swiftly pulling a poisonous flower from her long hair, intending to use it to fight the old man to the death, determined to kill him with the poisonous flower. However, upon seeing the poisonous flower she had already grasped, the old man's expression changed drastically. He shouted, "Girl, what is your surname?" With a shout, he flipped his left palm and reached out with his right arm, his five fingers like hooks, to snatch the poisonous flower from Yunniang's hand.

The old man's sudden change in expression and strange movements startled Yunniang. She immediately recalled her master's earnest admonitions when she left the mountain. She couldn't help but let out a bloodcurdling laugh, then roared, "I, Yunniang, have searched to the ends of the earth, and today I've finally found you! If I cannot tear you to pieces, how can I comfort the spirits of my parents in the afterlife?" With that, she unleashed a series of strikes with her left palm, her right hand coordinating with the left, wielding poisonous flowers, each strike aimed at the old man's vital points. The old man was not only a master of internal strength, but his palm strikes were also swift and fierce, making him a unique expert in the martial arts world.

For a while, the old man only used sixty percent of his true power in his palm strikes, but Yunniang gradually couldn't withstand them. Finally, he struck her left shoulder, causing her to groan and cough up blood. However, after noticing the poisonous flowers that Yunniang had pulled from her flowing hair and was using as a weapon, the old man's expression changed drastically. He couldn't bring himself to kill her. He wanted to find out her name and trace the origin of her poisonous flower.

However, Yunniang wielded the poisonous flower with all her might, aiming it at the old man. The old man did not retaliate, but merely dodged repeatedly, asking with extreme sorrow, "Young lady, may I ask your name? Can you tell me the origin of this silver flower you hold in your hand?" The old man's persistent questioning fueled Yunniang's hatred, concluding that he was the enemy who had murdered her parents twenty years ago. When she left her master to descend the mountain, her master repeatedly warned her that whoever reached for her poisonous flower or questioned its origin was her murderer. If she truly wanted to fulfill her filial duty, she must kill him to avenge her parents who had died unjustly; otherwise, she would be unfilial. What a powerful admonition! Over the years, Yunniang had kept her master's words firmly in mind, never forgetting them for a moment. Now that she had encountered her enemy, she would naturally obey her master's orders and avenge her parents.

So no matter how much the old man pleaded with her, she ignored him, relentlessly unleashing her deadly attacks until he was moved to tears…

One attacked with all her might, the other dodged and pleaded, and the two went on for a full twenty rounds. Suddenly, Yunniang let out a sharp cry, unleashing her peerless Cloud Phoenix Eighteen Flights technique. With a light touch of her feet, she rose two zhang into the air, then with a flick of her wrist, head down, she used her poisoned hairpin in a move called "Golden Needle Stabilizing the Sea," aiming for the old man's crown. Her attack was as fast as
an arrow; even with the old man's speed, he couldn't dodge it.

Yunniang either pierced the old man's crown with poisoned flowers or, by slightly pressing the golden sheath on the blood-red gemstone of the flower branch, sprayed out a highly poisonous powder, leaving the old man lying dead on the spot. Seeing her attack come too fast, the old man knew he couldn't escape. Just as his life was hanging by a thread, a furious shout rang out: "Sister Yun, damn it, he's my master!" At the same time, a powerful gust of wind swept through the air.

This sudden change was completely unexpected for Yun Niang. With a loud bang, like leather being struck, her body, still in mid-air, was hit squarely by the force and fell to the ground seven or eight feet away beneath a low pine tree. Although she was knocked down by the powerful palm strike, her internal energy was excellent, and her injuries weren't too serious. Just as she was trying to struggle to her feet, she suddenly felt a flash of cold light, and something hard pressed against her chest. She steadied herself, turned around, and was greatly surprised. It was Bao Hong, wielding a two-pronged sword, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

This Bao Letian was none other than Bao Zhenwu, the former great hero of southern Sichuan, whose younger sister, Bao Zhaiying, was married to Yun Shuzheng, the Shadowless Swordsman of Mount Hua. Soon, the reputation of the Huashan Twin Heroes spread far and wide. The bouquet of flowers was a dowry item Bao Zhenwu had personally given to his younger sister, which is why he recognized it at a glance and was so astonished. Just as they were at the height of their power, the Huashan Twin Heroes were suddenly murdered, and their three-year-old daughter disappeared. As Bao Zhenwu was pursuing the murderer with his sword, seeking revenge for his brother-in-law's family, he suddenly received a warning letter. The letter told him that if he continued his investigation, it would be detrimental to his family, starting with his newborn son.

Bao Zhenwu wasn't easily intimidated; this kind of scare tactic wouldn't stop him. However, by chance, news of his wife, the leader of the Three Extraordinary Women of the Frontier, Wen Shi, arrived, which made her wary. Wen Shi's fate will be explained later. He quickly devised a plan. Li Hou, the youngest member of the Southern Sichuan Hongmen, was his best friend. He secretly had Li Hou and his wife take their son away, while telling their relatives and friends that the child had died young. Bao Hongli explained that he was an orphan adopted from outside, thus revealing his background. That year, when Bao Hong was five years old, he adopted the alias Bao Letian and disguised himself as a martial arts hero, teaching Bao Hong both literature and martial arts. They kept his true origins a secret. Bao Zhenwu, the great hero of southern Sichuan, had also learned that on the night of the Lantern Festival, someone had invited heroes from all over the world to gather at Kuzhu Peak in Diancang Mountain to test their martial arts and seize the Dragon Pattern Cauldron. To investigate this past grievance, he and the long-absent Bao Hong came to Kuzhu Peak.

He thought that since heroes from all over the world were gathering at Kuzhu Peak, if Bao Hong learned of this news, he would surely come and search among them for traces of the enemy. However, he was right; upon arriving at the peak, they first encountered Yunniang. Yunniang, having been led by a beautiful woman dressed entirely in black and veiled, to a small grove halfway up the peak, suddenly realized she couldn't find her younger brother and became extremely anxious.

She asked Nan Tianyi and the others, but they all shook their heads and didn't know. So they split up to search, but when they reached the mountainside, they encountered Bao Zhenwu, the great hero of southern Sichuan. A verbal conflict ensued, and they started fighting. They had been fighting for quite some time when Bao Hong and Ru Yunyun finally noticed them. Bao Hong arrived just as Bao Zhenwu was on the verge of death. In his haste, he shouted angrily and struck at Yunyun with a palm, saving Bao Zhenwu's life. As for Yunniang, seeing Bao Hong pointing the tip of his sword at her chest, and recognizing him as her younger brother's mentor, she quickly put away the poisoned flower and smiled sweetly, saying, "Uncle, please forgive my rudeness."

Then, she turned and called out, "Younger brother Hong." Bao Hong sheathed his forked sword, about to speak, when he suddenly heard Bao Zhenwu say, "Hong'er, I have something to ask this young lady."

Bao Hong was always extremely respectful to his mentor, and upon hearing his command, he turned and nodded, replying softly, "Yes, teacher."

Yunniang glanced at Bao Hong, then turned to the great hero of southern Sichuan, saying, "Since you are my brother's master, you should answer any questions I may have, but I cannot disobey your orders, and the hatred between my parents runs deep. How can I speak my true feelings to my enemy?" Father and son, one a lover deeply ingrained in their hearts, the other a sworn enemy—fate's arrangement is too cruel. After Yunniang finished speaking, tears streamed down her face, and she sobbed uncontrollably. Bao Hongshang was unaware of the many twists and turns involved. Hearing her words, he was greatly shocked, his handsome eyes flashing with a strange light as he glanced at his mentor with a puzzled look.

The great swordsman from southern Sichuan was also somewhat confused by Bao Hong and Yunniang. Hearing this woman repeatedly call Bao Hong "brother," he assumed they were sworn siblings, but how could he be her murderer? In the martial world, it's inevitable to have killed innocent people, but who were her parents? For a moment, he couldn't remember. This only strengthened his resolve to question Yunniang about her origins. However—he moved to Yunniang's side and asked solemnly and calmly, "Miss, I only have a few questions for you. What is your name? Who gave you the ruby-made rose of poison in your hand? I, Bao, have spent my life in the martial world, and it's inevitable that I've harmed innocents, but I have never killed a husband and wife at the same time. If my parents have met with misfortune, please tell me. If it was indeed I, Bao, who killed them, I will atone for my sins before you, Miss."

Just then, a woman draped in black gauze, with long hair flowing down her shoulders and revealing large breasts, her left arm stained with blood, came running down the peak like an arrow. Behind her followed a large group of martial artists, the one in the lead being the slender woman in blue who had challenged all the heroes of the world to a duel at Bitter Bamboo Peak. As she chased after the woman with black gauze, long hair, and large breasts, she shouted loudly, "Jade-faced Fox Spirit Zhu Mei, where are you going!" The six words "Jade-faced Fox Spirit Zhu Mei" shocked Bao Zhenwu, the great hero of Southern Sichuan. He abandoned his question to Yunniang and turned to stare intently at the long-haired, black-veiled woman with large breasts rushing towards him. Although twenty years had passed, he could still vaguely recognize her from her eyebrows and eyes. It was indeed Zhu Mei, the Jade-Faced Fox, one of the Three Wonderful Women of the Northeast.

The bright moon shone high in the sky, casting a silvery glow on the ground. The two drew closer and closer. When the great swordsman of Southern Sichuan clearly saw that it was indeed Zhu Mei, the Jade-Faced Fox, he was astonished and thought to himself, "It's her. It really is Zhu Mei, the second sister of my deceased wife, Wen Shi." At that moment, Bao Hong also held his sword across his chest, staring at the Jade-Faced Fox. He was even more astonished than Bao Zhenwu, and muttered to himself, speechless, "She, the woman who loves to show off her ghosts, isn't she the long-haired, black-veiled woman with large breasts that I saw on Jiayan Peak?" As soon as he finished speaking, Yunniang also stood up from the ground.

The pursuers of the Jade-Faced Fox had all arrived. The leader, a gaunt woman in blue, upon seeing the Sichuan Hero, immediately burst into tears, calling out, "Big Brother!" She lunged at the fleeing Jade-Faced Fox, grabbing her by the back of her collar with a swift move, "Searching the Cave to Capture the Tiger," and pulled her back with a thud. The Jade-Faced Fox sat bolt on the ground.

She knew she was guilty of heinous crimes and could no longer escape. She lowered her head, remaining silent, and tears streamed down her face like broken pearls. This scene stunned the Sichuan Hero, Bao Zhenwu.

After a long while, he stammered, "Third Sister…it's you, Yuqi of the Overturning Swallow Pavilion…how…twenty years ago in Qingcheng…the incident…the siege by heroes of the world…of the Three…Three Extraordinary Women of the Pass…only your eldest sister, Wen Shi, died…you…you two are still alive…this…what exactly happened…"

These few words stunned everyone present. More than a hundred martial arts masters gathered in a grove of trees on the mountainside of Bitter Bamboo Peak, yet they remained completely silent. The long-haired, slender woman in blue, Fantian Yanlu Yuqi, nodded to the great hero Bao Zhenwu of Chuannan and said, "That's right, only my eldest sister, Wen Shi, died, and her death was horrific. My younger sister was lucky enough to escape. For the past twenty years, I have been living in seclusion in a strange, deep cave, diligently practicing martial arts, determined to find the murderer and avenge my eldest sister." She paused, glancing at the Jade-Faced Fox, Zhu Mei, who was sitting on the ground, head bowed and tears streaming down her face, and continued, "Now I have discovered the real culprit. Brother, do you know who it is?"

The great hero of Chuannan shook his head and replied, "I don't know!" Fantian Yanlu Yuqi pointed at the Jade-Faced Fox and said angrily, "It's her."

"Oh..." The great hero of Chuannan exclaimed in surprise, "It's her, Second Sister, the Jade-Faced Fox, Zhu Mei..." Fantian
Yanlu Yuqi nodded and said, "That's right, it's her..." Then, in front of everyone, she revealed the truth about what happened twenty years ago, which was tantamount to announcing the Jade-Faced Fox's crimes.

Twenty-three or four years ago, Bao Zhenwu, a chivalrous swordsman from southern Sichuan, was traveling alone beyond the Great Wall when he came to a deep mountain. Suddenly, he saw a group of bandits attacking a woman. Although she possessed superb martial arts skills, even a hero cannot defeat three strong men, and it seemed she was about to be defeated and die on the spot. Upholding the chivalrous spirit of helping the weak and punishing the strong, the chivalrous swordsman from southern Sichuan fought off the bandits and rescued the woman. The woman saw that although the chivalrous swordsman was nearly forty, he had striking features, a handsome face, and an extraordinary demeanor. Moreover, he was her savior, so she offered herself to him as a token of gratitude. The chivalrous swordsman also found the woman to be a beautiful woman with graceful hair and a beautiful figure, and he was very fond of her. However, he was already a married man, and he and Yuqin were deeply in love and had a happy life. His only regret was that Yuqin had been married for twenty years without bearing him a child.

However, in their minds, as long as the couple loved each other, that was good enough; whether or not they had children was not a big deal. Therefore, the chivalrous hero of southern Sichuan could only accept the woman's kind offer. Unfortunately, the woman was deeply infatuated and was willing to live in a small house to marry Zhenwu, explaining that she was Wen Shi, the eldest of the renowned Three Extraordinary Women of the Northeast. Left with no other choice, the chivalrous hero Bao Zhenwu had to take her home. His first wife, Wang Yuqin, having seen Wen Shi's gentle and elegant demeanor and exquisite beauty, and considering her own inability to bear children for twenty years, readily agreed.

A year passed, and suddenly the second of the Three Extraordinary Women of the Northeast, the Jade-Faced Fox, Zhu Mei, and the third, the Heaven-Turning Swallow, Lu Yuqi, came to Bao's fortress in southern Sichuan to confront their eldest sister, Wen Shi.

Because the extraordinary women of the Northeast at that time were deeply devoted to each other and had sworn a solemn oath that none of them would marry, the fact that they had broken up the three's relationship suggests that homosexuality existed in ancient times.

Unfortunately, Wen Shi's love for Bao Zhenwu was too deep. She not only ignored her second sister's advice but also vehemently rebuked them, demanding they leave Bao Family Fort immediately to avoid ruining their happiness.

The third sister, Yu Qi, was more understanding; she only wanted her eldest sister to find true happiness and didn't want to force her. However, the second sister, the Jade-Faced Fox Spirit Zhu Mei, harbored resentment and vowed revenge. She stayed in Bao Family Fort for a considerable time and discovered that Wang Yuqin's father had been killed by Wen Shi's own father.

Knowing the blood feud of the previous generation, this generation of children naturally sought revenge. Yuqin only wanted to ruin Wen Shi in front of her husband, forcing her to leave Bao Family Fort so she could kill her and appease her father's spirit in the afterlife. Unfortunately, her husband was now deeply in love with Wen Shi and ignored her advice. Desperate and filled with hatred, Yuqin secretly conspired with the Jade-Faced Fox Spirit Zhu Mei to frame Wen Shi.

Two years later, Wen Shi gave birth to another son for Zhenwu, named Bao Hong. The great hero of southern Sichuan showered Wen Shi with even more love and care than before.

Seeing this, the Jade-Faced Fox and Wang Yuqin were filled with panic. If they didn't act now, they feared they would never have another chance. Therefore, on Bao Hong's first birthday, the two women devised a wicked plan to murder Wen Shi. The Jade-Faced Fox, Zhu Mei, first left Bao Family Fort under a pretext, heading straight to Shaolin Temple. There, she stole the rare treasure, the Dragon-Patterned Cauldron, and hid it on Mount Qingcheng. Then, she went to Rouge Valley, openly inviting the Rouge Goddess Xia Xuexin to assist her.

Finally, she spread rumors throughout the martial arts world that the Dragon-Patterned Cauldron would be unearthed on Mount Qingcheng on the night of the fifteenth of August, urging heroes from all walks of life to come and seize the treasure.

Upon returning to Baojiabao, he told Wen Shi and Lu Yuqi about the situation and arranged to go to Qingcheng Mountain together. He also secretly instructed Wang Yuqin to abduct Bao Hong on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, taking advantage of the moment when the great hero Bao Zhenwu of southern Sichuan was off guard.

Wen Shi and Lu Yuqi did not suspect her. Except for Bao Zhenwu, who remained at the fort, Wen Shi and Lu Yuqi left Baojiabao with the Jade-Faced Fox Spirit Zhu Mei and headed to Qingcheng Mountain. However, at this time, news of her younger sister's tragic death arrived, which led to the departure of her beloved son.

On the night of the fifteenth of August, the sky was clear and cloudless, and a bright moon, like a jade plate, hung overhead, bathing the entire Qingcheng Mountain in a white glow. The night was extremely pleasant. Around 7-9 PM, all the heroes of the land, believing the rumors spread by the Jade-Faced Fox Spirit, gathered on a perilous peak of Qingcheng Mountain. As these heroes awaited the unearthed treasure, the Dragon-Patterned Cauldron, a strange, cloying laugh suddenly rang out.

Then, a woman's voice proclaimed, "Heroes from all directions, the divine cauldron has been unearthed and is now in the hands of Wen Shi, the second wife of the great hero of southern Sichuan..." Before

the shout had even faded, a streak of emerald light, swift as an arrow in the moonlight, flew from the northeast towards Wen Shi, who stood in the southwest. Wen Shi, quick-witted and agile, caught it with a swift movement. Her beautiful eyes focused on the incoming object, and indeed it was a delicate, translucent emerald-green cauldron. Overjoyed, she turned to Yu Qi, the Heaven-Turning Swallow Pavilion member standing to her right, and smiled happily. However, before her smile could fade, the crowd stirred, and shouts of grabbing and snatching filled the air. While Wen Shi was still in a state of panic and confusion, the heroes, each wielding their weapons, slowly surrounded and attacked her.

Just then, the Jade-Faced Fox Spirit Zhu Mei appeared out of nowhere, blocking Wen Shi's path and shouting fiercely at the attacking heroes, "Anyone who dares to touch a hair on the head of one of the Three Wonderful Women of the Pass will have their blood spilled on Mount Qingcheng!" Although the Three Wonderful Women of the Pass were renowned far and wide, there were too many martial arts heroes gathered at Mount Qingcheng to seize the treasure, including many masters. Moreover, they had traveled thousands of miles, determined to obtain the treasure, and paid no heed to her.

A deafening roar erupted, and the heroes brandished their weapons, swarming to attack the Three Wonderful Women of the Pass. In an instant, the summit of Mount Qingcheng was ablaze with the glint of swords, screams, and cries of agony, a truly horrific scene…

In the chaos, the Heavenly Swallow Pavilion's Jade Qi displayed all her skills, simultaneously defending herself and deftly and swiftly taking the Dragon-Patterned Cauldron from Wen Shi's hands, placing it in her bosom. At the same time, she paid close attention to the Jade-Faced Fox Spirit Zhu Mei's expression and her movements as she resisted the horde of enemies. Because of the strange laughter and shouts she'd just heard, she recognized them as coming from her second sister, the Jade-Faced Fox. However—she suspected that the treasure hunt at Qingcheng Mountain today was orchestrated by her second sister, who was using it as a cover to kill her eldest sister, Wen Shi. She resented her eldest sister for separating the three sisters and forcing

her to marry Bao Zhenwu. She also loved Bao Zhenwu! But Bao Zhenwu was a righteous gentleman; he wouldn't be blindly swayed by love. Driven by resentment and jealousy, the Jade-Faced Fox, Zhu Mei, wanted to wipe out the Bao family in one fell swoop. Therefore, she devised a vicious plan, first killing Yun Shuzheng and his wife to throw the Bao family into disarray. Fantian Yanlu Yuqi was a cunning woman. Sure enough, her deduction was correct. Under her close observation, she witnessed the Jade-Faced Fox, Zhu Mei, deliver a powerful blow to Wen Shi in the chaos. Internal strife erupted, and the unexpected happened suddenly. Fantian Yanlu Yuqi was a clever woman; she wouldn't fall for the trap and immediately decided to escape. She thought, "If I can survive tonight, I will definitely avenge my elder sister."

However, she unleashed all her skills, fighting her way through the enemy ranks and breaking through their encirclement. Sure enough, after twenty years of dedicated study in that strange stone cave halfway up Bitter Bamboo Peak, she had diligently researched the secret techniques recorded in the Dragon Patterned Cauldron. Then, she released the cauldron into the martial arts world, tempting heroes and causing tonight's martial arts tournament at Bitter Bamboo Peak…

After Fantian Yanlu Yuqi finished recounting the events, the Jade-Faced Fox, sitting on the ground, was drenched in cold sweat and trembling uncontrollably. Bao Hong, Bao Zhenwu, and everyone present were as if waking from a dream, exclaiming in surprise... Master Mingjue, the acting abbot of Shaolin Temple, bowed respectfully to Fantian Yanlu Yuqi and said, "So, the theft of the Dragon-Patterned Cauldron and the kidnapping of our abbot were also the work of you, heroine?" Fantian Yanlu Yuqi returned the bow and replied with a smile, "Because I didn't make it look convincing, the cunning and vicious Jade-Faced Fox wouldn't show herself. I originally planned to come to your temple to apologize after everything was over, but I didn't expect you to attend this grand event tonight as well. Master Mingkong was..."

“Yes, I know.” Mingjue interrupted her before she could continue, “I’ve already released his pressure points and sent someone to escort him back to the temple. We also took the dragon-patterned cauldron.”

Fantian Yanlu Yuqi smiled, “The cauldron originally belonged to your temple and should be returned. Yuqi’s actions were presumptuous; please forgive me, Master.” Mingjue’s long eyebrows twitched slightly, he shook his head, sighed deeply, and took two steps back, saying nothing more. After a moment of silence, Bao Hong stepped forward, bowed to Fantian Yanlu Yuqi, and asked, “It is said that my birth mother is the heroine Wen Shi. I wonder if you know this, senior? Could you please tell me?” Fantian Yanlu Yuqi’s eyes suddenly reddened, and she said, “My poor child, the most tragic thing in the world is the bond between blood relatives, to meet but not recognize each other. Your master is your biological father.” After saying this, she pointed to Bao Zhenwu standing to the side. These words and this action made Bao Hong tremble, and he knelt down with a thud. After a long pause, he finally said, "Father, I am an unfilial son. I have not served you for twenty years. This sin is too deep."

The great hero of southern Sichuan, with tears streaming down his face, reached out his trembling hands to help Bao Hong up. "Poor child, how could I have done this? You have suffered so much. Your aunt is too cruel." Yunniang's face suddenly changed. Amidst her tears, a murderous intent appeared. She said sharply, "Aunt, she was lying to me. It was she who orchestrated the killing of my parents. She saved my life, taught me martial arts as my master, and before she left..." "Shan Shi gave me a bunch of poisonous flowers, telling me to use them to take revenge. It turns out she wanted me to kill my own uncle to avenge her. My parents also died because of her and the Jade-Faced Fox's treacherous schemes. So, she's the only one I truly hate."

Having said this, she knelt down before Bao Zhenwu and continued, "Brother Hong, you escort Uncle home first. Sister Yun is going to take revenge." Fan Tian Yan Lu Yu Qi sighed sadly and said, "Child, don't go. She has already committed suicide." This startled everyone present. The chivalrous hero from Chuannan said "Oh," and asked, "She's dead?" Yuqi from Fantianyanlu nodded and replied, "In her mind, Yunniang had avenged her, and she had everything settled. She had no regrets about dying. If things were exposed, Yunniang would definitely come to settle accounts with her. How could she face her then? It was better to die."

"Alas!" The chivalrous hero from Chuannan sighed sadly, lowered his head, and shook his head twice, seemingly saddened by his ex-wife's death.

Yuzhen from Nantianyanlu also shook his head slightly and said, "This is truly retribution." The scholar in purple, Zhong Yu, frowned and asked in confusion, "Why is it rumored in the martial world that Brother Bao's second wife was killed by me, Zhong Yu? If it weren't for Heroine Lu getting to the bottom of this, we brothers would truly be unjustly accused."

Yuqi from Fantianyanlu glanced at the Jade-Faced Fox sitting on the ground, sneered, and said, "This is all her self-deception. After the Qingcheng Mountain incident, she..." She spread rumors throughout the martial arts world that Wen Shi had been killed by the Purple-Clad Scholar. Knowing that Master Zhong and Bao Hong's father had a close relationship, she framed you for this terrible crime, believing that Master Bao, in his extreme grief, would surely seek revenge for your wife's murder. Later, knowing her plan had failed, she deliberately left messages for Bao Hong three times, claiming to be the Purple-Clad Scholar, promising to save him three times before killing him. Everyone would assume the Purple-Clad Scholar was a man, so how could she be a woman? Who knew that her cunning scheme, which could deceive the world, could not escape my notice, and I eventually discovered it. (Using a book to make a pact) "We'll lure her out with a martial arts contest at Bitter Bamboo Peak to uncover this major case from twenty years ago." He paused, glanced at the Jade-Faced Fox on the ground, and continued, "Since she disregarded our sworn sisterhood and plotted to kill my elder sister Wen Shi, we are now estranged. Please tell me, how should the Jade-Faced Fox be punished for her crimes?"

A cold glint flashed in the crowd. Bao Hong brandished his sword, lunged at the Jade-Faced Fox, and shouted, "Holy crap, she killed..." "My mother was the mastermind behind this, and I, this humble servant, must avenge her. Let me take revenge on her for this blood debt from twenty years ago!" With that, he was about to thrust his sword when the Jade-Faced Fox Spirit, Zhu Mei, suddenly rose to her feet, throwing her head back and laughing wildly. "Little brat, who am I, the Jade-Faced Fox Spirit? How could I die by your sword? But I love your father! Love can give life, and it can take it away. Now, for the sake of love, I will die before all the heroes of the world, without regret!" She proudly displayed her large breasts, larger than her head. Before her words had even faded, she raised her right palm and slapped her own forehead.

With a "crack," her head shattered into pieces, blood and brains splattering everywhere. She collapsed to the ground, dead, a gruesome sight. Her act of self-inflicted death was completely unexpected, leaving everyone stunned and speechless for a long time.

Finally, the Great Hero of Southern Sichuan shook his head, but still remained silent. Although Fan Tianyan Lu Yuqi claimed that their sisterly bond had long been severed, seeing her die so tragically, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow, and a few tears rolled down her cheeks. She thought, "Back then, the three sisters were renowned throughout the border regions, known as the Three Extraordinary Women of the Pass. Who would have thought they would end up like this..." Just then, Nan Tianyi Yan Yuzhen sighed softly and said, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. Our grief is useless. The truth has come to light, and we should be leaving."

Bao Hong raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, and said... "Damn it! Back then, the Jade-Faced Fox framed my mother, and the Rouge Goddess Xia Xuexin knew the truth. Moreover, she even helped the Jade-Faced Fox. I'm going to settle accounts with Xia Xuexin!"

Just as she finished speaking, in the moonlight, a figure in white robes appeared, Qiu Miaoxiang, tears welling in her eyes, leaping to Bao Hong's side. She said sadly, "My master has long since passed away. Husband, if it's not necessary, please spare her." Upon seeing Qiu Miaoxiang, Bao Hong immediately remembered that Qiu's father had given him a double-heart jade pendant, asking him to help find his beloved daughter. His murderous intent lessened, and he smiled, "Since she has confessed her crime and left, I will spare her life for your sake. However, I have something I would like you to look at." With that, he took out half of the double-heart jade lock from his robes and handed it to Qiu Miaoxiang.

Qiu Miaoxiang took the jade lock and immediately burst into tears, saying, "This belongs to my mother. When I left home to study under a master, she gave me one half, telling me to keep it as a memento, that seeing it is like seeing my mother. It's still with me now."

As she spoke, she took out the other half of the double-heart jade lock from her person. The two halves fit together, forming a complete pair of jade locks.

For some reason, as she did so, two blushes instantly rose on her beautiful face. She lowered her head and remained silent, shyly stroking the jade lock. Her subtle expression caused everyone present to burst into laughter.

The scholar in purple clasped his hands and bowed to the great hero of southern Sichuan, saying, "Brother Bao, congratulations! A perfect match made in heaven!" His words were followed by another round of laughter from the crowd.

Just then, Li Hou suddenly announced loudly, "Everyone, I have some good news to announce. Besides Miss Qiu, the Su Nu Sect Leader Miao Meiying, the Valley Master of Huangying Valley's eldest daughter Sima Jiaojiao, my niece Yunniang, and my mischievous girl Li Wenqian, are all scheduled to marry my adopted son Bao Hong on February 2nd. Please be sure to attend and have a drink at their wedding."

Everyone's gaze swept over Miao Huixian, the Su Nu Sect Leader, and Guo Jing, the Valley Master of Huangying Valley, who were smiling.

Bao Hong thought to himself, "Wow, they've got it all."

[The End]

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