Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 154 The Allure of the Enchanting Woman: A Clash of Minds
The west wind let out a strange laugh, cold and sharp as a knife, howling through the streets of Xunyang.

The martial arts practitioners and the people of Jiujiang along the roadside did not feel the cold; their blood was boiling with heat, which was more effective at keeping them warm than drinking a pound of liquor.

In Jiujiang, Poyang, Yuzhang and other prefectures, no one dared to offend Ren Shaoming, let alone the Emperor of Chu.

Take, for example, the wicked monk Fa Nan. He was a notorious bandit in Jiangnan, committing murder, arson, rape, kidnapping, and all sorts of evil deeds. After incurring the wrath of the masses, he sought refuge with Ren Shaoming and gained the protection of the two powerful figures in Jiangnan. He continued to do evil and run rampant, and no one could do anything about him.

This clearly demonstrates the notoriety of the Iron Cavalry.

The people of Jiujiang have suffered for too long, yet they are powerless to resist.

No one can shake Ren Shaoming's position, whether in terms of martial arts skills, power, or background.

His friendship with Lin Shih-hung was even more despairing and propelled the Iron Cavalry Society to its peak of power.

Ren Shaoming held a lavish banquet at Chunzailou Restaurant in Jiujiang. He said he wanted to book the entire place, and Chunzailou immediately had to clear the place out.

Therefore, what one sees on the street at this moment is something that is impossible to imagine.

This tyrant of Jiangnan had his head ripped off and was beaten to a pulp.

The sound of the palm strike shattering Ren Shaoming's head still echoed in everyone's ears, along with the words they had just heard.

Every word resonated with most people.

Tell them everything they dare not say.

The Chu emperor proclaimed himself emperor, and together with the northern barbarian chieftains, he ravaged the people of Jiangnan. The people feared his power and did not submit to him.

Such a usurpation of the imperial title is indeed a laughing stock.

Grand Commander Zhou is absolutely right!
The streets of Xunyang were already noisy, but now they were filled with even more discussion and a cacophony of voices. Some people pointed at Ren Shaoming's corpse and cheered, while others compared the situation in Jiangnan and Jiangbei, asking why Jiangbei was peaceful while the thieves were in Jiangnan.
Just a glance at the white shadow on the building, and you'll have the answer immediately.

A bandit like Ren Shaoming couldn't possibly survive in the Grand Commander's territory.

Looking at it this way, Lin Shihong is only fit to sit at the same table as Xiao Xian. The two of them declared themselves emperors, one befriended a notorious bandit, and the other treasured the Baling Gang.

Compared to the Grand Commander of Jianghuai, he was far inferior.

"Shoot! Keep shooting!"

The chaotic Jiujiang camp was reorganized by several captains, and the archers who had been stunned by the enemy's lightness skill drew their bows again.

A white shadow flashed on the roof and disappeared without a trace.

"Come on!"

"Seal off the city gates!"

Several burly soldiers spurred their horses to deliver the message, while the rest of the soldiers surrounded the enemy along Xunyang Street.

The large force moved hastily and immediately threw Jiujiang City into chaos.

The troops in the Jiujiang camp were moving, and the passersby in Xunyang Street who witnessed the entire killing of Ren Shaoming were even more eager. They spread the news to each other, one person telling ten, ten people telling a hundred, and soon the news of the Jianghuai Grand Commander entering the city alone to kill the great bandit was spread.

Before long, some tea servers in the teahouses immediately switched from the death of Yang Guang in Jiangdu to the major event that had caused such a stir in Jiujiang.

He entered the city alone and slew the green dragon, causing a thousand troops to retreat and rebuke the Chu Emperor.

The teahouses and restaurants were bustling with activity, their noise deafening.

Those who heard this news at first were shocked. Some got excited and, disregarding that they were on Lin Shihong's territory, drank and laughed, praising "the Grand Commander's might."

Some people even rushed to the streets of Xunyang to search for Ren Shaoming's headless corpse.

Those who have a grudge against him should hurry over to admire the miserable state of their enemy and spit on him as well.

Not long after, news of Chun Zai Lou also broke out.

Several top members of the Iron Cavalry Society were killed or wounded, the evil nun Yan Ni was killed, Qu Ao's first disciple was killed, and there was also the notorious bandit Ma Ji from the northern desert.

The thieves' den was almost completely wiped out.

This caused quite a stir throughout Jiujiang County.
After failing to capture the suspect, Wang Rong, a general under Lin Shihong, arrived at Chunzai Tower to investigate the entire incident and determine the movements of the Jianghuai Army.

Compared to Zhou Yi alone, he was more worried about the Jianghuai army suddenly crossing the river and attacking.

Chun was on the second floor of the building. Aunt Chun stared at the somewhat dark-skinned man in front of her and recounted the whole story.

She has now come to her senses and knows who came to her door today.

She kept her true feelings to herself, such as "bringing young ladies to brothels for excitement."

"Where did this person go after leaving this place before Ren Shaoming arrived?"

After hearing this, Aunt Chun pointed to the opposite side of Gantang Street.

He went to the inn on the east side.

Zang Yue, the strategist beside Wang Rong, said, "General, it seems he's here for Master Ren."

"Ah."

Wang Rong shared the same assessment, his thick eyebrows furrowing like a centipede: "Even if he is highly skilled in martial arts, he still doesn't take us seriously at all."

The strategist named Zang Yue was worried that Wang Rong might do something impulsive.

Recalling some details of the fight that he had inquired about at Chunzai Tower, he offered his advice:
"This man's lightness skill is beyond comprehension. Now that he has escaped, there is no way we can catch up with him with a large army. We should reinforce the city's defenses and set up more scouts along the riverbank to guard against the Jianghuai army taking advantage of the chaos."

Chao Wangrong glanced at him and whispered:
"General, you must not risk pursuing him. The fact that Lai Xianfeng died in the midst of battle proves the rumors are true. In terms of danger alone, this man is no less dangerous than the three Grandmasters."

Wang Rong revealed a deep sense of apprehension.

As a military commander, he possessed martial arts skills and was not afraid of those with superior martial arts skills in the martial arts world.

Those who dare to charge into the enemy lines to kill him will face extraordinary danger.

If one strike misses, one might die.

Therefore, most martial arts masters would only charge into the chaotic formations, heading straight for the well-organized army. If they were slightly more cautious, they wouldn't do that.

However, now an anomaly has emerged.

Looking at Chun Zai Lou's corpse and thinking about how Lai Xianfeng died, Wang Rong felt a chill run down his spine.

This Grand Commander was exceptionally ruthless in his killing methods, striking in the blink of an eye, and possessed superb lightness skills, able to walk on air even without anything attached to him.

Once he sets his sights on you, you'll never be able to sleep soundly.

After thinking it over, Wang Rong heeded his advisor's advice and decided against launching a major offensive, instead sending only a small group of men to gather intelligence.

If the Emperor of Chu asks, I can give him an explanation.

Not long after, Wang Rong led his men away.

Aunt Chun regained her composure and ordered the guards in the building to deal with the corpses and check the casualties.

After some questioning, it was discovered that apart from the minor bumps and scrapes caused by the chaos, the people inside the building were not affected in any way.

Although the roof and ground were severely damaged.

However, she found some fragments of Changshumou's golden shield, which was enough to repair it.

Thinking of what she had overheard in the Chunzailou brothel, the madam had no good feelings towards the Iron Cavalry Society.

Ren Shaoming died, and the money for the venue booking could not be settled.

Upon thinking of this, Aunt Chun cursed the ancestor of the Azure Dragon for eighteen generations.

They have no talent, yet they booked the entire venue.

You disturbed the Grand Commander's thrill-seeking mood, you bastard, you deserve to die.

……

North of Jiujiang City, the river branches off, and five or six miles south of the ferry, there are rows of two-story wooden buildings.

There are many inns in this area. As night falls, the innkeepers come out to support the bamboo lanterns that are swaying back and forth in the cold wind, put on windproof covers, and light the wicks.

As the firelight ignited, icicles emerged from the darkness beneath the eaves.

After passing the area densely packed with inns, and heading a little further south, near the town, a wooden building next to a small river also had its lights on.

However, the light was on from inside the room.

Zhou Yi was sitting at the table eating, with the little vixen beside him, so he didn't even need to pick up any food.

On the table were a large fish head from Poyang Lake, a pot of stewed pork with beans and sea cucumber, several side dishes, and even tea cakes and pastries for dessert.

"Would Yi-ge be satisfied with their cooking skills?"

Zhou Yi chuckled: "Didn't you buy it from the market town? How did it become your doing?"

"You were practicing your martial arts just now, so I heated up these dishes."

Wanwan said matter-of-factly, "Didn't it go through my hands?"

After killing Ren Shaoming, they easily left Jiujiang City under her guidance.

After a thrilling battle, I gained some insights and decided to meditate and practice my skills here.

Before I knew it, it was dark.

On this cold day, looking at the steaming food on the table, Zhou Yi smiled at her, not denying her words, and put half a fish head into her bowl.

Seeing his action, Wanwan's elfin eyes filled with joy.

She moved the bowl and chopsticks closer to Zhou Yi.

"You were so domineering in Jiujiang City today. This is what a Holy Emperor should be like. Looking at all the experts in the Holy Sect, none can compare with Brother Yi."

If the Empress Dowager hears you say that, she will be angry.

"I have not been disrespectful to Master. It was just a little feeling. Master will not blame me."

The little demoness spoke with a hint of reminiscence: "At Longxing Temple in Nanyang, at Chengxiang Hall in Jiangdu, and at Xunyang Street in Jiujiang City."

She changed the subject: "If Yi-ge stays a little further away from Shi Feixuan, he will be the most lovable young man in the world."

"I haven't seen the saintess for a long time."

Wanwan leaned closer to remind her:

“You will definitely meet her when you go to Sichuan. It involves the struggle for the Daoist lineage, and Fan Qinghui will never let her help you. Brother Yi, don’t be fooled by her. The Buddhists only hope that you will become the next Ning Daoqi, not the number one Daoist who holds great power.”

Duzun Fortress and Shi Feixuan will both be obstacles on your journey to Sichuan.

Her eyes gleamed with wisdom, as if she saw through Cihang Jingzhai: "The world is in chaos, but Bashu is a peaceful and fertile land. And Duzun Fortress has the greatest say among the three major powers. As long as Cihang Jingzhai can use Fan Qinghui's relationship to persuade Bashu, the next step will be Dongdu."

“I have heard the rumors about the He Shi Bi jade. This is the Buddhist sect creating momentum. They already have someone in mind.”

"Since they didn't contact you, it means you weren't chosen. Even if you go to Dongdu later, the result will be the same. You might even be burdened with the reputation of having failed in the competition and not being favored by the Righteous Alliance."

Zhou Yi chuckled softly: "Did you come up with all of this yourself?"

"Of course, you don't think they're stupid, do you? Besides, I know Cihang Jingzhai very well."

Seeing her slightly arrogant demeanor and raised her head, Zhou Yi suggested, "How about you come with me to Sichuan? You can deal with Shi Feixuan, and I'll deal with the Martial Arts Judge."

"OK.!"

Wanwan initially agreed readily, but then quickly showed a look of embarrassment and difficulty:
“My master is about to emerge from seclusion, and I’m afraid I’ll have to stay in Poyang County for a while. She forbids me from coming to see you, and the elders of our sect are very hostile towards you. This time I disobeyed my master and ran away.”

After saying that, the little vixen winked at him playfully:
“After Master comes out of seclusion, she will definitely go to find Shi Zhixuan, and then I will go to find you.”

Zhou Yi put down his chopsticks, looked at her and said, "I am a formidable enemy of the Yin Gui Sect. Aren't you afraid of regretting it in the future?"

How could I regret it?

After Wanwan finished speaking, she suddenly fell silent and looked out the window, like a frozen jade statue. She was beautiful, but there was a layer of awe-inspiring coldness between her and others.

This seems to be the norm for her, the peerless enchantress.

"My master taught me martial arts and raised me; he is the person I respect most. As for the other elders, they are in line with the traditions of the two sects and the six paths, each with their own ulterior motives. What they think has nothing to do with me."

"Master has the wish to organize the Heavenly Demon Strategy and unify the two sects and the six paths. Unfortunately, with the two mountains of Shi Zhixuan and the Coffin Palace, it is probably difficult to achieve this."

"but."

When she turned to look at Zhou Yi, the coldness on her face melted instantly, and she suddenly became charming and beautiful. It was hard to believe how quickly she could change like that.

"The Holy Emperor will probably only need a few years to complete this great undertaking."

The little demoness revealed her alluring charm, grabbed one of his arms and shook it, saying, "By following the Holy Emperor, I'm fulfilling my master's wish."

Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh:

"If the Queen of the Underworld hears your words, she will surely be so angry that she will go mad with evil spirits."

"Also, stop talking about the Holy Emperor. You've become so convinced of it yourself. I have no intention of unifying the two factions and the Six Paths. You'll be disappointed."

Wanwan let go of one hand, and while picking up food for him, she said:

"That's fine too, you'll be my Holy Emperor alone."

Then he said:

"Could you grant someone even one small wish?"

"What wish?"

Her eyes were filled with expectation: "Stay for two more days before you leave."

"Row."

Zhou Yi nodded. The New Year was in two days, and it would be better to travel alone with the little demon girl.

The situation in Sichuan and Chongqing is still unresolved, so a couple more days won't make a difference.

When Wanwan heard him agree so readily, she was overjoyed. A slight smile appeared on her lips, but she held it back.

The most indifferent man in the Sui Dynasty, haha.
Then, they started talking about the Bashu Evil Emperor Temple.

It turns out that the Yin Gui Sect had tasted success in excavating the ancestral tombs of demonic masters, and thus began to covet the Evil Emperor Temple.

The Great Ming Sect could understand this secret, and Zhou Yi could also understand it.

Yang Xuyan was hiding among Lin Shihong's troops. He may have overheard something and then told the Great Ming Zunjiao.

The following day, Zhou Yi spent most of his time practicing his skills.

That Uncle Mou was proficient in Qu Ao's three innate extraordinary skills. Although his skill was limited, he was able to feel the wonder of this innate method in the application of Qi.

Therefore, I have much to think about.

Qu Ao was once a powerful grandmaster, second only to the Martial Venerable, in the northern grasslands.

He was beaten by the Martial Venerable and lost his confidence and fighting spirit. His power decreased day by day, and he was no longer in the state when he created the three great innate skills.

The day before the end of the year.

Zhou Yi still wanted to practice his skills, but he refrained from meditating and instead went with Wanwan to stroll around the nearby Dihua Market, eating and drinking.

As darkness fell, we arrived at the Xunyang River, north of Jiujiang.

I saw many fishing lights, and also the scene of "seeing off guests at night on the Xunyang River".

Unfortunately, I didn't get to hear the pipa.

People in the martial arts world never stop traveling, and even before the end of the year, some still carry their swords southwards and cross the river for distant journeys.

It was the twelfth year of the Daye era, the year was drawing to a close.

A string of firecrackers went off in front of a wooden building upstream of Dihuaji in Jiujiang.

Under Wanwan's astonished gaze, Zhou Yi picked up the unexploded firecrackers, lit them with a tinderbox, and then flicked them with strong finger force, causing them to explode in the air.

She suddenly found it both funny and interesting.

This incredibly powerful figure, who shook the world, actually had such a childlike nature.

When Zhou Yi launched the firecracker into the air, Wanwan reached out and used the pulling force of the Heavenly Demon Technique to pull it back.

The shredded paper from the explosion flew onto Zhou Yi's head.

Then he ran over laughing and picked up the scraps of paper from his head. Before long, they returned to the small courtyard of the wooden house, gathered around a stove, and put scallions, garlic, and liquor into it.

We didn't prepare much food, only two big, fat fish.

The saying "May you have fish every year" is full of symbolic imagery.

When Zhou Yi mentioned the Heavenly Demon Technique, Wanwan didn't shy away from discussing it with him.

She didn't show Zhou Yi the Heavenly Demon Strategy, but instead became a human-shaped manual.

but
Although Zhou Yi had not specifically practiced the Heavenly Demon Technique at this moment, his understanding of this martial art was superior to hers.

Both of them gained something, and Wanwan took the initiative to steer the conversation away from there.

She had a few drinks and moved even closer to Zhou Yi.

"Brother Yi, this will be the most unforgettable year-end for me."

The little vixen stood close, but didn't show any seductive charm; her voice was even gentler than usual.

The richness of emotion in her eyes was like the endless waves crashing against the riverbank.

Zhou Yi laughed and said, "I advise you to think carefully. If you cause trouble again this time, you won't have a chance to run away. Don't blame me if you can't master your demonic arts."

"They've simply stopped practicing."

Wanwan's eyes were alluring, and she gently swayed her arm as she pressed herself against him, revealing a tender and charming demeanor that no one could resist.

Zhou Yi was somewhat surprised and glanced at the little vixen leaning against him.

Although she was close to him before, it was mostly just for show; he was always wary of her.

But things are very different now.

He couldn't help but raise his arm, gesturing for Wanwan to look up and into her eyes.

"The Queen Mother of the Underworld had such high expectations of you, and you..."

The little demoness reached out and covered his mouth, saying softly, "Who can explain the love, hate, and grudges of the world? I can love whomever I want and hate whomever I want."

She pressed herself against him again, ready to pour out her heart.

suddenly
Wanwan sensed something was amiss, and Zhou Yi glanced sideways towards the southeast.

A gust of cold wind swept into the courtyard, and icicles fell to the ground all around.

"Let's go~"

The little demoness's expression changed, and she gently pushed Zhou Yi behind her.

At this moment, a figure landed on the roof of the courtyard. She was dressed in a light-colored dress, exuding youthful energy. She looked only a few years older than Wanwan. Half-covered by a light veil, she revealed a captivating charm.

However, the aura she exuded was completely unfathomable.

The snow on the rooftop, which had been piled up into individual grains, suddenly flew into the sky with a spatial fluctuation.

The west wind raged, and snowflakes fell into the courtyard.

With a hissing sound, the fire in front of Zhou Yi was instantly extinguished.

"Master."

Wanwan looked like a child who had made a mistake, her gaze darting away, before turning to Zhou Yi beside her and saying:
"I have something to say to my master, but it's not convenient for you to listen. You should leave now."

Empress Yin did not speak; she stared at the two people below.

At this moment, the wind and snow howled, and the Heavenly Demon Force Field seemed to be alive, changing in countless ways. She would make her move in an instant, just waiting for the young man in front of her to retreat.

Ok?
But then she saw the young man standing behind his disciple pull her back and bring her forward.

"The Empress's strength has greatly improved, which is cause for celebration."

"Why don't you leave?"

"Because I can leave at any time, and looking around the world, no one can stop me."

Upon hearing this, Empress Yin's delicate eyebrows, which were tucked into her temples, furrowed slightly.

Without her making a move, a terrifying spatial force field had silently filled the entire wooden house, creating a feeling of spatial collapse that rendered one powerless.

However.
The space around Zhou Yi, however, compressed in the opposite direction.

This force, though far less powerful than the force of a collapse, could not reverse the situation.

Yet, amidst extremely dangerous spatial fluctuations, a gap was created, allowing him to come and go freely.

With a light touch of the toes, one reaches the top of the wooden building.

He was the only one in the world who could remain so composed under the Heavenly Demon Technique.

Empress Yin was surprised; even her beloved disciple wouldn't know this method, let alone teach it to him.

She is the only one who can use this move.

Where did you learn the phrase "mutual destruction"?

Zhou Yi explained with a smile: "I personally demonstrated this at Longxing Temple last time, and that's when I realized this method."

"He does have some talent."

Zhu Yuyan suddenly turned stern: "Although your lightness skill is superb, if I, the sect leader, want to pursue and kill you, it is not certain that you can escape."

"Empress Yin is mistaken."

Zhou Yi pointed north of the Yangtze River: "I only need to cross the Yangtze River, and I can protect myself no matter which city I enter."

Wanwan thought to herself, "Oh no, he's been too blunt."

Once the master starts hunting, it will never end, and the enmity between the two sides will grow huge.

She darted through the wind and snow, quickly reaching the Empress's side, and spoke something through focused sound.

Empress Yin frowned even more deeply, ignoring Zhou Yi's previous words, and asked him again, "Where is the Celestial Master of the Way of Peace?"

Zhou Yi shook his head: "Since my master went north to visit Ning Sanren, I haven't seen him for a long time. I don't know where he is traveling."

That's the truth. Zhou Yi himself even wanted to ask Master Jiao Wuzi about it.

Empress Yin looked him up and down, then gazed towards the north bank of the river.

"You killed people in Jiujiang City, did you know that you also killed people from my Yin Gui Sect?"

"Is the woman in the underworld referring to that monk and nun?"

Zhu Yuyan did not answer, but simply gazed at him calmly. Her eyes were incredibly deep, making it easy for people to fall into them, like a black hole in the mind, where the Heavenly Demon Art was omnipresent.

Zhou Yi, however, watched calmly.

He comprehended the method of changing the heavens and striking the earth. Although the Yin Empress's spiritual power was terrifying, it was immediately struck down by the primordial spirit power pouring down from the top of the sky when it reached him.

During their silent exchange, Zhou Yi slowly said:

“Those wicked monks and nuns are vicious and cruel, having harmed countless people. If others knew that they were from the Yin Gui Sect, it would only disgrace the name of Sect Leader Zhu. It would be better to kill them and keep quiet.”

"That's not your place to kill."

Yin Hou's voice grew colder, and her entire spirit opened up. Without mobilizing her true energy, all the snow accumulated on the roof tiles rose into the air, becoming a howling, furious dragon of wind and snow.

Wanwan, standing to the side, had no idea what methods her master had used.

The Yin Queen's primordial spirit, aided by the wind and snow, almost materialized the Heavenly Demon Great Art!
Such power is not recorded in the Heavenly Demon Strategy.

However, a burst of laughter made her look up.

The clash of minds among martial artists is intangible, yet extremely dangerous.

Fortunately, there are two examples: Liexia and Shanmu.

Zhou Yi had been studying the spiritual manifestation of the Good Mother, and when he saw the spiritual methods of the Grandmaster Yin Hou, he suddenly felt a sense of exhilaration.

He laughed loudly, "Why can't I kill?"

"If what Sect Leader Zhu says is true, that evil people have someone to protect them, then we should take care of the person who protects them. If the person who protects them is the best in the world, then wouldn't no one dare to punish the evil people? Hmph, that's ridiculous."

"When I see people doing evil, I feel uncomfortable and I want to kill them all."

"This is true now, and it will be even more true in the future."

A burst of spiritual energy surged from Zhou Yi's crown chakra, rushing straight to his Yongquan point. The pressure that Yin Hou brought him was much greater than that of Shan Mu.

Exaggerated
The cultivation practiced by the Good Mother was originally related to the spirit, namely the "Sabhuragan," while Zhu Yuyan only relied on her own essence and energy to combine with it.

Her spiritual power could even carry the spatial pulling force of the Heavenly Demon Great Art.

Such methods are truly terrifying.

However, his full-force Heaven and Earth Strike still withstood the mental impact.

The snow dragon crumbled and shattered under the impact of the two people's spiritual energy.

If Yin Hou launches another attack, Zhou Yi will definitely escape immediately.

The old witch has broken through decades of stagnation, rejuvenated herself, and is no longer human.

If you can't win, don't risk your life.

Empress Yin looked at the scattered snow dragons and was also very surprised.

She remained calm and glanced at Zhou Yi again, sensing that his breathing was steady and there was nothing unusual about him, which amazed her.

"He has some courage."

The expression on Yin Hou's face, half-veiled by a light gauze, was unreadable; her tone remained unchanged.
"Although I look down on these two, you still killed one of my men. If I hunt you down, even if you escape into the city, I am confident that I can make the entire Jiangbei region live in fear and unable to do anything."

However, I won't make things difficult for you today; instead, I'll make you owe me a debt.

Zhou Yi's face darkened; he missed Wukong a little.

"The Tiele King, Li Mi, the Great Ming Zunjiao, the Turkic Khan, and the Indian sorcerer all owe me a lot. I will repay some of it to the Empress Yin."

Zhu Yuyan seemed to smile, but did not reply.

"Wan'er, let's go."

"Yes."

In a few leaps, the two disappeared from sight.

Zhou Yi jumped off the roof, calmed his mind, and quelled the agitation caused by the collision of his spiritual energy.

Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from afar.

The speed and movement clearly indicated that it was not the Empress Yin.

Upon closer inspection, the girl descending from the rooftop had rosy lips and white teeth, and her flawless, jade-like face had elfin eyes that held an unusual glint.

Who else could it be but a little vixen?

"Why are you back again?"

Zhou Yi was very suspicious, but then she hurriedly said, "I just told my master that something was left behind."

This wooden house is a secret base of the Yin Gui Sect, so it's not surprising that it contains her things.

"Go and get it quickly."

Zhou Yi didn't pay any attention.

However, just as Wanwan's figure passed him, she suddenly darted in front of him.

A fragrant breeze wafted over him, followed by a cool yet incredibly soft touch. Without warning, the little vixen covered his lips with hers.

Staring into her eyes, which were so close to mine, I saw a fleeting glimmer within them.

Then, my lips stung, followed by the taste of blood.

The little vixen licked the specks of blood from her lips, a seductive smile on her face: "So sweet."

"Brother Yi, your skill level is still far behind your master's. Even if someone wants to go with you, there's nothing you can do. Focus on practicing your skills and don't even think about the Holy Maiden."

"Master is still here, I'm leaving now."

She blinked, and before she could finish speaking, she hurriedly tried to leave.

Zhou Yi acted swiftly, pulling her back in one swift motion. The two were close together, and there was another soft touch, along with a whiff of blood.

Wanwan panicked, but was pinned against a wooden pillar under the corridor of the courtyard.

Then, their wrists were grabbed, and the dormant copper bells on the eaves were awakened, their sounds mingling with the intertwined breaths of the two men, creating a mysterious cacophony.

The little demon girl was in a panic; she was both absorbed in the moment and dared not delay.

He activated his Heavenly Demon Force Field with a soft hum, but it was suppressed by another force.

"Brother Yi, Master is coming!"

She stammered out those words, and as soon as Zhou Yi let go, she vanished in a flash.

Her face was flushed, her eyes glistening with tears, and she was incredibly alluring. She quickly suppressed her breath, tucked a few stray strands of hair behind her ear, sucked on her lips, and swallowed the blood from her wound.

"Is it still sweet?"

Wanwan gave him a charming glare, spat lightly, and dared not flirt with him again. She used all her skills to run back the way she came.

As soon as Wanwan left, Zhou Yi also used his lightness skill to head straight for the head of Xunyang River.
……

Nanyang County, Champion City.

A tall, thin scholar in blue robes stepped out of the coffin palace.

He appeared refined and gentle, with a smile always on his pale, thin face. An uninformed person would mistake him for a frail middle-aged scholar.

However, in his eyes, there were rings of eerie and terrifying purple light.

"Brother Xi, why not stay here a little longer?"

Old Zhou extended an invitation once again. Just like before, he was still dressed in a monk's robe, but his demeanor was completely renewed.

Looking at the middle-aged scholar in front of him, he keenly noticed the change in him.

Several months ago, Xi Ying's eyes only had a purple ring.

This time, his eyes were filled with a dense purple net, indicating that his skill had clearly improved significantly.

Xi Ying concealed the sharp, wicked glint in his eyes and smiled gently:
“Brother Zhou, we have both gained something these days, and I also need some time to process and digest it. I’ll take a trip to Sichuan and Chongqing, and once things are settled there, I’ll come back here to discuss the ultimate secrets with you.”

"What brings Brother Xi to Sichuan?"

"Seeking out some old acquaintances."

After Xi Ying finished speaking, he glanced at Zhou Laotan, You Niaojuan and the others, clasped his hands slightly, and walked out of the Garuda Palace.

He walked faster and faster, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

Jin Huanzhen said, "This guy is lying."

Emperor Ding nodded: "I think he's going to the Evil Emperor's Temple, or perhaps he's looking for Bi Xiuxin's daughter."

You Niaojuan's voice was still as hoarse and unpleasant as ever: "Xi Ying's Purple Qi Heavenly Net has changed a lot. This guy is very cunning and has never let his guard down against us."

He snorted coldly and said again:

"We've heard that relics have appeared in Sichuan and Chongqing. What are your plans?"

Old Zhou scoffed, "We have no connection to it at all, how could it possibly be the Holy Emperor's relic?"

"However, the Evil Emperor's Temple is not a place where just anyone can run wild."

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(End of this chapter)