Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 262 Heroes: What is Qin Shi up to now?

The residence of Lord Xinling.

The '100-day banquet' held during the day to reassure people has long since ended.

However, even though night had already fallen.

The mansion remained brightly lit and bustling with activity, showing no signs of the event ending.

Few of the Wei nobles, generals, and scholars who came to the banquet on their own initiative were truly willing to leave.

The news of the Qin army's advance weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

No matter how carefree or pleasure-loving a nobleman may be on ordinary days.

At this time, everyone was on tenterhooks, and drinking and having fun lost their flavor.

After all, the Qin army was brutal. Even if the common people were squeezed dry, how much profit could they possibly get? If there was any profit, it just meant that the noble lords hadn't plundered them cleanly enough!

If the city falls, the fate of these wealthy and powerful families is unimaginable...

Only within the Xinling Mansion, with Lord Xinling, this great deity, could their unspeakable fear temporarily subside, allowing them to indulge themselves and forget the impending crisis.

Many people even surrounded the manager, sincerely expressing that a one-day banquet to celebrate the 'young master's' birthday was far too short.

They are willing to give their all and host another 100-day feast!
In their conversation, they expressed their desire to settle down in Xinling Prefecture and return there once the Qin army had retreated.

It was simply... utterly disgraceful.

The bedroom on the third floor was dimly lit by candlelight.

Jingni placed the sleeping Xinling 'Prince' Wei Yan in her arms into a crib covered with soft brocade.

Turning my head, my gaze was complicated as I looked at the figure standing by the window, hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

The moonlight and candlelight intertwined, outlining a refined and aloof figure just like the one in her memory.

If she hadn't witnessed Qin Shi Moyu use his disguise technique in front of her, she probably would have truly believed that the man she had once fallen for and betrayed was still alive.

"Ugh……"

A very faint sigh.

Jingni reached out and removed the hairpin. Her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist, making her voluptuous and slender figure even more alluring.

She moved gracefully to stand behind Lord Xinling.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally stretched out her arms and hugged his waist, gently pressing her cheek against his firm back.

"Your Majesty..."

Her voice carried a perfectly balanced gentleness and humility, her breath as sweet as orchids, "It's very late now. Shall I... attend to you as you retire for the night?"

Her soft, gentle voice was captivating; her delicate body was warm and tender, as soothing as butter.

From the moment she decided to take Yan'er to join Qin Shi Moyu, Jingni was prepared to give everything.

At the banquet during the day, this man impersonated Lord Xinling, not only mimicking his words and actions perfectly, but also his secretive little tricks, which were even more daring and unrestrained!
It can only be said that men... in this respect, they are all pretty much the same.

No matter how wise and powerful someone is in ordinary times, there will always be times when they are controlled by their own petty ego.

At most, true tyrants only indulge in lust, but never fall in love.

Jingni was fully aware of this and had long since resigned herself to her fate.

However, to her surprise, the man in front of her did not pull her into his arms and cling to her as she had expected, nor did he... push her away.

He stood there quietly, seemingly oblivious, still looking down at the still noisy banquet below.

Jingni was slightly surprised and followed his gaze.

In a corner of the courtyard, where the lights were dim, a young student with short white hair was raising his cup to invite them to drink.

Almost simultaneously, Lord Xinling by the window raised his wine cup, gesturing to the viewer, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Who is he?" Jing Ni asked, somewhat surprised.

The young man had a cold and aloof demeanor, making him stand out from the noisy crowd.

Moreover, the fact that he could detect them watching from upstairs at such a distance and under such lighting conditions, and that he could attract Qin Shi Moyu's attention, is enough to demonstrate the extraordinary nature of this young man.

"Wei Zhuang, a disciple of Guigu!"

'A new generation of Guiguzi?'

Jing Ni quickly retrieved the relevant information from her mind, but didn't pay much attention to it.

The intricacies of strategy and the grand schemes of the world no longer matter to her.

Now, all she cares about is her Yan'er.

The only one who can determine whether Yan'er can grow up safely and healthily is the unfathomable man in front of her.

At this moment, Jingni has firmly grasped the future!
Qin Shi Moyu narrowed his eyes and gasped almost imperceptibly.

The arrow is on the string and must be fired!

“Even after childbirth, the coldness in your body has not been completely eliminated. Tonight, I will help you… expel the cold poison.” Jing Ni’s delicate body trembled, her long eyelashes drooping, concealing the turbulent emotions in her eyes.

She didn't look up, but responded softly in a voice barely audible:

"...Yes. I understand. But please be gentle, Your Majesty, and don't wake Yan'er."

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A world of heroes, behind the cliffs of Wudang.

The original cave had long been completely leveled by the terrifying battle between those two humanoid natural disasters that lasted for several days!

It even collapsed inwards, forming a scorched valley where not a blade of grass could grow!

Even though night has fallen and the stars and moon are not shining.

But within this newly formed valley, it was as bright as day, with waves of heat rolling in!
The blazing purple-gold sun and the tyrannical crimson-gold setting sun blazed forth with their own light and heat!

Terrifying heat radiated in all directions, distorting the air and melting the rocks!
This forced Yan Jing'an and Shan Yuru, two of the world's top female masters who were protecting her, to retreat again, their faces filled with horror.

In a short period of time, the Nine Yang Domain of the heroes Mo Yu has expanded wildly from its initial radius of about ten feet to cover an area of ​​nearly a hundred feet!
The viscous essence was like liquid, surging and rippling like a raging torrent!
Although I don't know what Qin Shi Mo Yu is up to.

These past two days, he has been drawing away his true qi from time to time.

But Mo Yu, one of the heroes, didn't care at all!

The tiny amount of drizzle that Qin Shi drew was nothing compared to the vast, almost limitless amount of true qi he possessed.

What Mo Yu, the hero, was worried about was never the lack of true qi! Rather, it was how to control this vast and boundless true qi.

To be honest, he had already vaguely grasped his own limit, or rather, the limit of the Fire-Worker Monk.
At this moment, the Fire-Worker Monk unleashed his profound power once more!

Manipulating the Crimson Sun Stone Ball, he unleashed his most powerful and secret Shaolin technique—

Vajra Prajna Palm!
The enormous stone sphere crashed down with the force of a falling star!

Its power is terrifying! Enough to change the color of mountains and rivers, and to reverse the wind and clouds!

However, facing this earth-shattering blow, Mo Yu, the hero standing at the core of the Purple-Gold Sun Domain, rolled his dead fish eyes and didn't care at all.

With hands clasped in a circle, the essence of the sun flows!
沾！
In an instant, the hundred-zhang domain rapidly solidified and compressed, transforming into a cage that completely enveloped all energy fluctuations!

stick!
Enveloped and drawn by the viscous, liquid-like qi, the heroes Mo Yu were as if stuck to the large stone ball!

At this moment, he was no longer simply drawing circles with his hands; instead, he was using his entire body as an axis, his arms acting as a boundary between yin and yang, causing the entire hundred-zhang domain to rotate! Completely engulfing the large stone ball within it!
No matter how the crimson sun stone sphere spun, impacted, or exploded, it could not break free from the seemingly gentle yet incredibly resilient purple-gold qi! It could only be continuously broken down and worn away beneath the Tai Chi millstone…

"Aaaaaaah! Break it for me!!"

From within the stone sphere came the mad and unwilling roar of the Fire-Worker Monk! But no matter how much he urged his power, he could not break free from the invisible binding threads!
"No!!! This...this is not Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts at all!"

The Fire-Worker Monk's voice was filled with shock, anger, and bewilderment: "Who are you?!"

Although they look very similar, the feel of playing them is also very similar!
However, Huogong Toutuo was one of the very few old monsters in the martial arts world who had actually fought Zhang Sanfeng and survived.

He could clearly sense that the core of these two things... was completely different!
If we say that Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi is about using the strength of a thousand pounds to exert four ounces of force, combining softness and hardness, and being able to perform all kinds of techniques, it seems that he wanted to control all the changes in force in the world.

So, this kid's move is pure brute force that can overcome all techniques!

The reason he couldn't break free wasn't because his opponent's skills were particularly superior, but simply because... this kid was stronger! His internal energy was more abundant! Thicker! Purer!

It has no real value whatsoever; it's all just numbers!
Mo Yu, one of the heroes, was too lazy to continue 'dawdling' with him.

Once the last bit of resistance on the stone ball had been completely dissipated and extinguished, he pressed down hard, keeping his hands still in a rounded position!
A massive stone ball, taller than a person, was forcefully pressed into the earth, which had been compacted countless times! Until it was completely submerged!
The entire process was completed without stirring up even a speck of dust!

The earth didn't even tremble at the slightest!

It was as if this large stone sphere had not been forcibly inserted, but had grown deep within the earth since ancient times.

The hero Mo Yu slowly withdrew his power, only taking back a small portion of the refined Nine Yang Qi, while letting the rest of the vast energy that had dissipated return to the world.

Nine Yang Divine Skill - Seventh Level!

This scene of effortless control and effortless mastery, as seen by Yan Jing'an and Shan Yuru in the distance, clearly demonstrated the supreme state of mastery over one's own power, a state of returning to simplicity and authenticity!
However, only Mo Yu himself knew the truth.

This is not some kind of exquisite control of force at all.

It's simply because the entire area has already been enveloped by his Nine Yang Domain.

All the residual energy was forcibly absorbed by the domain itself, so naturally not a single trace would leak out and cause any phenomena such as ground tremors.

Let's leave aside the details of the process for now; as long as the result is the same, that's fine.

Just like the chivalrous Mo Yu, who knew he couldn't master the 'Tai Chi Fist', he decisively gave up.

Instead, he chose the technique of "containing Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed" that he had obtained from Han Shantong.

Practice has proven that this kind of brute force approach is indeed the best suited to him.

There's no need to understand the transformation of energy or the opponent's response. Just hold down the skill button and make sure you have enough true qi in your body. The rest... just leave it to the numbers.

Simple! Efficient!

(End of this chapter)