Film and Television Daqing: Starting with the Heaven-Covering Technique and the Devouring Demon Art

As soon as Emperor Tai'an finished speaking, Grand Eunuch Zhuoqing bowed and accepted the order, a resolute glint in his eyes. He knew the importance of this mission and understood that failure would have unimaginable consequences. But he did not back down, because he knew that for the safety of Beili, he had to do it.

After leaving the Imperial Study, Eunuch Zhuo Qing immediately made secret contact with the Dark River organization. After some negotiation, he successfully persuaded them to take on the mission and promised a generous reward. The Dark River organization was known for its secrecy and ruthless methods; they had never failed a mission.

Meanwhile, in another corner of Tianqi City, Ye Dingzhi, Sikong Changfeng, Lei Mengsha, and Gongzi Yu were busily preparing for the martial arts tournament at the Jixia Academy.

They knew that this competition was not only a contest for personal honor, but also a matter of face for both Daqing and Tianwaitian. Therefore, each of them gave it their all and dared not slack off in the slightest.

Ye Dingzhi stood by the window, gazing at the bustling Tianqi City outside, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew that this city held too many memories and pain for him.

But at this moment, he must bury these emotions deep inside and focus on the challenges ahead.

He gently stroked the longsword in his hand, savoring the familiar yet unfamiliar touch. This sword had accompanied him through countless battles, witnessing his growth and transformation.

Now, it will once again stand shoulder to shoulder with him to meet new challenges.

"Dingzhi, what are you thinking about?" Sikong Changfeng walked over and asked. He could see that Ye Dingzhi looked serious, as if he had something on his mind.

Ye Dingzhi snapped out of his reverie and smiled slightly, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about the martial arts tournament." He turned to Sikong Changfeng, "Changfeng, what do you think our chances of winning are this time?"

Sikong Changfeng pondered for a moment, then said seriously, "Our strength is not weak, but our opponents should not be underestimated. In particular, the experts from Beili and Nanjue have profound knowledge and rich combat experience."

However, as long as we work together and perform at our best, I believe we can definitely achieve good results.

Ye Dingzhi nodded in agreement.

He knew that Sikong Changfeng was right; the martial arts tournament was not only about individual strength, but also about teamwork and cooperation.

They must unite to defeat their powerful enemy.

Just then, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the door.

Gu Jianli rushed in, looking tense, and said, "Something terrible has happened! I just received news that the Dark River Organization has accepted the mission to assassinate us!"

The main target of this assassination was…

After Gu Jianli finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Ye Dingzhi.

"Me?" Ye Dingzhi was taken aback. "Why would the people of the Dark River want to assassinate me, a wandering swordsman?"

“It’s not just you; Dark River’s target includes all of us.” Gongzi Yu continued, his brows furrowed. “But clearly, Brother Ye’s identity might be of more interest to them. After all, your background is intricately connected to the Northern Li royal family.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Dingzhi felt a surge of emotion, but his expression remained remarkably calm.

He knew that his arrival had stirred up the muddy waters, and now the only thing he could do was face it.

"No problem, we'll meet force with force and water with water. Now that we're here, we have no intention of backing down easily."

Sikong Changfeng patted Ye Dingzhi on the shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement: "Dingzhi, don't forget that we are one. No matter what difficulties we face, we will face them together."

Lei Mengsha also put away his usual playful attitude and said seriously, "That's right, so what if it's the Dark River? We're not pushovers either. We'll show them our strength at the martial arts tournament!"

Seeing the resolute attitude of everyone, Gu Jianli felt somewhat relieved and then suggested, "In that case, we must strengthen our defenses and at the same time formulate a plan to deal with the underground river."

I'll contact some reliable friends in the underworld right away and see if I can get their help.

"good idea."

Ye Dingzhi nodded in agreement, "In addition, we need to strengthen patrols within the academy to ensure there are no blind spots. At the same time, we must also pay attention to the external situation to prevent the enemy from launching a surprise attack from the outside."

Gongzi Yu added, "I will discuss with Mr. Chen Ru to see if we can dispatch some experts from the academy to assist us. After all, this is their territory, and they are more familiar with the environment than we are."

After discussing the matter, everyone went their separate ways to get started.

Ye Dingzhi returned to his room and began to cultivate in peace, preparing for the upcoming challenges. He knew that whether it was the martial arts tournament or the assassination attempt in the Dark River, he needed to be in peak condition.

In the stillness of the night, Ye Dingzhi sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and concentrated, his inner energy flowing slowly within his body.

He recalled his cultivation experiences in the Great Qing World, those arduous days making him stronger. Now, facing new challenges, he must unleash those powers to their fullest potential.

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Just as Ye Dingzhi was immersed in cultivation, a faint sound suddenly came from outside the window.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and in a flash, he was at the window.

By the moonlight, he could vaguely see a dark shadow swiftly sweep across the rooftop and disappear into the night.

"Did you really come?"

Ye Dingzhi's lips curled into a cold smile, but he became even more wary.

He knew this was just the beginning; the real battle was yet to come.

Ye Dingzhi did not immediately chase after them, but quickly checked the windows and doors of the room to make sure there were no gaps that could be left for entry.

Then he lit an oil lamp, the faint light illuminating a corner of the room and his resolute face.

He returned to the bedside and took out a yellowed sword manual from his bag. It was a secret manual he had accidentally obtained while cultivating in Daqing, which contained many lost sword moves and mental techniques.

Ye Dingzhi gently turned the pages of the book, his gaze wandering between the lines, as if conversing with the ancients and absorbing the essence of swordsmanship.

Time passed second by second, and the night outside the window grew deeper and deeper, but Ye Dingzhi was completely unaware.

His mind was completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship. Every breath he took resonated with the energy of heaven and earth, and the true energy within his body flowed slowly with his will, becoming more refined and powerful.

Suddenly, a soft knock came at the door, interrupting Ye Dingzhi's cultivation. He quickly put away his sword manual, stood up, walked to the door, and asked softly, "Who is it?"

"It is I, Sikong Changfeng."

Sikong Changfeng's voice came from outside the door, "Dingzhi, we've discussed it and decided to take turns keeping watch to ensure our safety. Tonight it's my turn to keep the first shift, so you can rest easy. I'll come and call you to change shifts in the second half of the night."

Upon hearing this, Ye Dingzhi felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He knew that at such a moment, the team's trust and support were more important than anything else.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Changfeng." He opened the door, nodded to Sikong Changfeng, his eyes full of gratitude.

Sikong Changfeng patted Ye Dingzhi on the shoulder and laughed, "Do we need to say these things between us? Get some rest and recharge your energy. There's a tough battle to fight tomorrow." After saying that, he turned and left to continue his night watch.

Ye Dingzhi watched Sikong Changfeng leave, pondering to himself.

He knew that the assassination attempt in the Dark River was just the beginning; the real challenge lay in the martial arts tournament.

He must keep himself in top condition, not only for his own safety, but also for the honor and mission of the team.

Thinking of this, he sighed softly, closed the door again, and sat back down on the bed.

However, he did not lie down to rest immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes again and began to silently circulate his mental energy to consolidate the results of his cultivation that night.

The night remained long and silent.

However, inside the Jixia Academy, Ye Dingzhi and the others were like taut bowstrings, ready to deal with any unexpected situation at any time.

Just then, there was a commotion outside.

Ye Dingzhi's heart tightened. He quickly stood up, walked to the window, and gently pushed it open a crack to look outside. He saw several dark figures moving through the night, their target the central area of ​​the academy. He understood: the Dark River's assassination operation had begun.

Without the slightest hesitation, he picked up the longsword placed beside the bed, quickly dressed, and prepared for battle. Just as he opened the door, he bumped into Gongzi Yu, who also wore a solemn expression.

"It seems they've made their move," Gongzi Yu said in a deep voice, his eyes sharp.

“That’s right, we must notify the others as soon as possible.”

Ye Dingzhi nodded, and the two quickly ran towards the other people's rooms, shouting loudly as they ran to wake up their still-sleeping teammates.

Soon, the entire academy was alarmed. Ye Dingzhi, Sikong Changfeng, Lei Mengsha, and others quickly assembled, armed and ready for battle.

They knew that every moment from now on would be a life-or-death struggle.

"Everyone be careful. The Dark River assassins are skilled in stealth and surprise attacks. Be sure to stay vigilant," Ye Dingzhi warned in a deep voice, his eyes revealing an unwavering determination.

Just then, a dark figure appeared before everyone like a ghost, wielding two swords and moving with agility. It was none other than Su Muyu, the Umbrella Ghost, one of the top assassins of the Dark River.

A cold smile played on his lips, as if victory was already assured.

"Ye Dingzhi, I, Su Muyu, will take your life." His words were cold and resolute. With a wave of his twin blades, they transformed into two streaks of cold light, rushing straight towards Ye Dingzhi.

Ye Dingzhi moved swiftly, drew his longsword, and the sword light flashed like a bolt of lightning as he met the attack.

Swords and knives clashed in mid-air, producing a crisp metallic clang and sparks flying.

The two instantly engaged in fierce combat, their swords flashing and blades clashing, making it difficult to determine a clear winner.

Ye Dingzhi's swordsmanship was exquisite, with each move containing profound internal strength, while Su Muyu's saber techniques were even more unpredictable and unpredictable, making them impossible to defend against.

However, as time went on, Ye Dingzhi gradually gained the upper hand.

His swordsmanship became increasingly fierce, with each attack aimed directly at Su Muyu's vital points, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

"Hmph, nothing special."

Ye Dingzhi snorted coldly, his sword tip pointing directly at Su Muyu's throat. If he took another step, the battle would end in Su Muyu's defeat.

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But at that moment, Su Muyu suddenly ducked, dodging the fatal blow. At the same time, she swung her twin swords, which transformed into countless sword shadows that enveloped Ye Dingzhi.

Ye Dingzhi was startled and quickly used his movement technique to dodge while simultaneously wielding his sword to counterattack.

However, Su Muyu's swordsmanship was too strange, and he couldn't find a flaw for a while.

At this critical moment, Sikong Changfeng and Lei Mengsha arrived just in time, attacking Su Muyu from both sides. Their arrival instantly shattered the balance of the battlefield, leaving Su Muyu vulnerable to attacks from both sides.

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Sikong Changfeng shouted a warning while attacking. He knew that Su Muyu's umbrella contained a trap, and if it was triggered, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Upon hearing this, Ye Dingzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately focused his attention and became vigilant. Sure enough, after a fierce battle, Su Muyu suddenly retreated, and at the same time, the umbrella in her hand suddenly opened, and several cold lights shot out from the umbrella, heading straight for Ye Dingzhi.