Martial Arts: My achievements in Beiliang were so great that they threatened the lord's positio

Mu Qing'er said, "It is indeed not easy to persuade them."

"Even if you don't want to, you get what you want."

Lin Xuan scoffed, "If they want to be able to please everyone, they'll have to see if they have the ability."

"Young master, if Longhu Mountain is not an option, we can still have the Demonic Sect act as our weapon."

Mu Qing'er smiled and reminded him, "Don't forget, we still have an alliance with the Demonic Sect."

"That old fox Zhu Yuyan is not easy to deal with either."

He shook his head.

"She didn't have a choice."

Mu Qing'er said with certainty: "A few days ago, Elder Xiong came to see me and mentioned that the Demonic Sect intends to expand its influence in Xiapi and Shangdang."

If you want a share of the pie, you have to pay the corresponding price.

"Qing'er is indeed quick-witted."

Lin Xuan grasped her slender white hand and pulled her into his arms with a slight force, his right hand reaching straight into her robe.

At this moment, Lin Yunqin walked to the door with a scroll in her hand, about to enter the house, when she happened to witness this scene.

She immediately stepped back, bowed her head, gently knocked on the door, and whispered, "Young master, is now a convenient time for you?"

"Young master, stop fooling around... Qin'er is here."

Mu Qing'er's cheeks flushed slightly, and she tried to move her body gently, but Lin Xuan pinched her vital points with just two fingers. With a little force, she dared not move anymore.

"convenient."

Upon hearing Lin Xuan's reply, Lin Yunqin pushed open the door and entered, but Lin Xuan did not stop his movements.

Mu Qing'er, nestled in his arms, could only close her eyes and remain silent.

"Young master, this is the list of New Year's gifts presented by the Thousand Bull Guards. Please take a look."

After saying that, she lowered her head and was about to leave.

"despair"

The door closed.

"Little Qin'er, why the rush?"

He said with a smile.

He then carefully instructed the two in martial arts.

Mu Qing'er was able to withstand several of Lin Xuan's domineering blade attacks, while Lin Yunqin's martial arts were slightly inferior, and she surrendered and begged for mercy after only a few moves.

The sword practice lasted for more than an hour. Lin Xuan was full of energy, but Lin Yunqin suffered – she had come to deliver documents, but when she left, her hair was soaked with sweat and she was staggering.

Night deepened

Layers of dark clouds

The snow continued to fall

Suddenly

A sharp aura erupted from the Sharpening Hall, its sword intent chilling and intangible.

"A breakthrough has been achieved."

Lin Xuan got up, glanced at Mu Qing'er who was still fast asleep, and walked out of the room.

The next moment, he was already standing outside the Sharpening Hall.

"General."

Helian Bo and Po Jun also rushed over upon hearing the news. When they felt the powerful sword energy, they couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines.

"Step down."

He waved to signal.

"Yes, ma'am."

The two bowed and withdrew.

Originally, the Sharpening Hall had seven knife slaves, but after the battle of Duanlong Pass, only two remained, and Helian Bo was one of them.

His blade was stained with the blood of three grandmasters of the Northern Python Sect.

of course

Lin Xuan did not mistreat them either, bestowing upon each of them a sword manual that could be cultivated to the level of a terrestrial immortal.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

Above Yanzhou City

The snow fell suddenly and heavily, dark clouds churned, and the distant rumble of thunder could be heard.

With a thought, Lin Xuan waved his hand to completely isolate the breakthrough aura.

Stepping into the Sharpening Hall, one is greeted by a dazzling display of blades and swords, their cold light flashing and carrying a sharp chill.

As they ventured deeper, the sword intent grew increasingly astonishing, condensing into fine threads that floated in the air.

"Zheng"

A wisp of sword energy rushed straight towards his face, but before it even got within three feet of him, it was blasted away by an invisible wall of energy.

Deep inside the knife-sharpening hall

Dapan closed his eyes, his seven-stringed zither resting on his lap, his white robes billowing with boundless sword intent.

Beneath her robes, her curves were subtly revealed, her figure even more alluring than that of Mu Qing'er and Lin Yunqin.

Five kinds of energy surged in his chest, and his body was surrounded by a mysterious aura that seemed to exist but not actually exist.

This is the interaction between heaven and humanity, which triggers the natural forces of heaven and earth.

At this moment, everyone's attention is completely focused on the market.

Since she began cultivating the Heavenly Gang Sword Qi, her progress has been extremely rapid. Lin Xuan had long anticipated that she would break through to the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm.

Moreover, Dapan'er had previously secluded himself in the Sharpening Hall, using the sword energy and intent left by Lin Xuan to hone his swordsmanship.

"Market, relax, I'm here to help you."

Lin Xuan spoke, and with a light tap of his finger, the powerful Three Elements True Qi surged into Dapan'er's body, transforming into pure primordial internal force.

After pointing with his finger, he stepped outside the hall and waited for the result.

At the same time

Yanzhou City

Heavy snow

An unexpected guest arrived.

The man was over forty years old, with a refined and scholarly air. He was dressed in a blue robe and looked around the city with curiosity.

Despite the heavy snow, the streets were still bustling with pedestrians, and shops lined both sides, offering everything from taverns and teahouses to inns.

As dusk fell, many shops hung red lanterns, their flickering candlelight illuminating the long street.

"Take a look, take a look, these are excellent lantern umbrellas, you might as well try them out."

"Freshly baked pancakes, come and buy some!"

Don't miss out! Today our shop offers 20% off, plus an additional discount for hotel guests.

Walking down the street, the man felt a sense of disorientation, as if he were not in the harsh north, but in the misty, rainy south of the Yangtze River.

Even in the Jiangnan region, such a prosperous scene is rarely seen. The streets are clean, the houses are in good order, and the lights are on as night falls, reflecting the snow falling all around, creating a unique atmosphere.

The refined-looking man suddenly looked up, his face showing surprise: "Someone in Yanzhou City has actually advanced to the Celestial Phenomenon Realm."

But the aura vanished in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

His expression grew even more solemn as he followed the direction of the aura until he reached a distance before stopping.

"The General's Residence in the North".

The man looked at the mansion standing tall in the wind and snow, his gaze passing through layers of snow to make out the words on the plaque.

"Looks like this trip was worthwhile."

He muttered to himself, then turned and left, finding an inn to stay in.

next morning

The door to the Sharpening Hall opened, the sharp sword aura dissipated, and Da Pan'er stepped out gracefully, her figure swaying, her eyes full of captivating charm, especially her eyes, which seemed to hold a soul-stealing intent.

"This servant thanks you, young master."

Dapan bowed slightly.

"Saying thank you shouldn't just be a verbal expression."

Lin Xuan shook his head.

"Hehe, this servant understands."

The market nodded with a smile.

Without Lin Xuan's gift of knowledge and guidance in martial arts, she would have remained at the Finger Profound Realm at most in her life. Even if she had the opportunity to step into the Celestial Realm, she would not know how much time and effort it would have taken.

Standing to the side, Nangong Pushe held the sword manual, leaned against the stone wall, and silently watched the two of them, a strange and indescribable feeling rising in his heart.

"Please return first, young master. I will come to find you again tonight."

The large plate gently parted its red lips.

Lin Xuan nodded slightly and left the Sharpening Hall, while Da Pan'er headed towards Nangong Pu She.

"My dear sister, you've worked so hard these past few days keeping watch over things."

Her gentle voice and the unintentional expression she revealed made Nangong Pushe pause for a moment.

Coming to his senses, Nangong Pu She simply shook his head: "It's alright."

"The wind and snow are very heavy today. Don't read anymore. Go to your sister's room and have a chat."

Without saying a word, Da Pan'er grabbed Nangong Pu She's hand and led her outside.

211

"Back in the days of the Northern Python Jianghu, your name was renowned throughout the region."

"You also come from the Northern Python Martial Arts World?"

Nangong Pushe looked surprised.

"Exactly."

Da Pan'er gently took her arm, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes: "Sister, have you ever heard of Xue Songguan?"

"I've heard about it."

Nangong Pushe's eyes flickered as he carefully examined her: "It's just that Xue Songguan has been hiding in the Northern Python martial arts world for many years."

"Could it be that my sister is...?"

"good."

The big picture nodded, its eyelashes fluttering slightly: "Was this unexpected?"

As fellow natives of the Northern Python clan, Nangong Pu She felt an immediate sense of kinship. Moreover, since entering the General's Mansion, Da Pan'er had taken good care of her, and the two had become quite familiar with each other.

"I really didn't expect this."

Nangong Pu She nodded in agreement.

Stepping into Dapan'er's secluded courtyard, they lit a fire, dismissed the servants, and began to chat.

While Nangong Pu She and Da Pan'er were chatting in the neighboring courtyard, Lin Xuan was enjoying tea and sitting around a stove in his own courtyard.

Snowflakes fluttering

The cold wind knocks against the window.

Lin Yunqin stepped into the room, holding a letter in her hand.

"Young master, there is a middle-aged scholar outside the door requesting an audience. He appears to be around forty years old."

She reported.

"May I leave my name?"

Lin Xuan asked.

"Never."

Lin Yunqin shook her head: "He had someone deliver this letter, saying that the young master will know after reading it."

After saying this, he presented the letter.

Lin Xuan opened the seal; inside was no paper, only a chess piece.

A black chess piece.

"This person acts strangely."

She muttered to herself, "If it's meant to be a message, why send only a single chess piece? Isn't that just a deliberate attempt to create mystery?"

"I immediately ordered them to be driven away."

"It's not just a charade."

Lin Xuan picked up the dark-colored chess piece, his expression gradually hardening.

"I already know who the visitor is."

With a slight exertion of two fingers, the chess piece was instantly reduced to dust.

"Lead him to the Listening Flower Palace."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lin Yunqin bowed in agreement.

A black ball

Eight-dou talent

Today, I will meet the most carefree person in the world.

Inside the Flower Hall

The tea smoke was still warm

Snowflakes danced in the air, the wind howled, and the fields were covered in white. The distant blue pond was already frozen, and the world was dyed pure white.

Dressed in white, Lin Xuan leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and pondered why the most carefree person in the world had come to see him.

The two had no prior connection, and after the fall of Chu, this person disappeared from the martial world.

Could it be that they've come to provoke me, the adopted son of the King of Beiliang?

He opened his eyes and shook his head, then felt that this thought might not be true.

A person like him, though not prominent in the martial arts world, must have a thorough understanding of the ever-changing world.

It should be known that the Yan region and the Northern Liang are now on the verge of exchanging blows.

Or perhaps they've come to serve me?

Sensing that faint yet palpable aura, Lin Xuan composed himself and turned his gaze to the distance.

Amidst the vast expanse of snow, two figures stepped into Tinghua Garden, one after the other.

"Young master, the guests have arrived."

Lin Yunqin was conveyed to the emperor.

Their eyes met from afar, and even the heavy snow could not prevent Lin Xuan from making eye contact with him.

In the darkness, two faint yet distinct auras quietly touched each other.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly

This extraordinary person in the mortal world possesses unfathomable cultivation.

He raised his hand and waved it lightly: "Qin'er, you may step back."

"Yes."

Lin Yunqin bowed and then left Tinghua Garden.

The snow continued to fall, and the woman in the green robe stood silently in the wind and snow, her hands behind her back gazing at the man inside the hall.

Lin Xuan also stared at him, the void trembled slightly, and visible ripples quietly spread throughout the Listening Flower Garden.

"sough"

"sough"

The wind and snow in the courtyard receded to both sides, revealing a crack several meters wide that stretched upwards like a natural chasm, reaching the sky hundreds of meters high.

Standing still, Lin Xuan also sat calmly. As their eyes met, an invisible contest had already begun.

Boom—

Boom—

Thunder rumbled faintly through the snow-covered landscape, and clouds churned, as two astonishing forces clashed, causing two gusts of wind and snow to howl fiercely.

Click, click—

Click, click—

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the bricks and stones beneath our feet, and the palace behind us trembled slightly.

boom.

Lin Xuan tapped his knuckles lightly on the table, and in an instant, the blizzard in half the courtyard suddenly surged, turning into a long snow dragon that whipped up a gale and rushed straight towards the figure in green.

His figure was as steady as a rock, his blue robe billowing in the wind. After a moment, he raised his right arm and flicked his sleeve slightly.

The wind and snow in the other half of the courtyard gathered behind them, heading towards the rushing snow dragon.

The two gusts of wind and snow collided with a deafening roar, and the two men's energy reached its peak at that moment.

Although both were at the Celestial Realm, their strength had already surpassed the norm. Amidst the howling wind and snow, every snowflake carried the cultivation of the two, surpassing even swords in power.

"Cao Guanzi's cultivation is profound."

Lin Xuan's smiling voice came from inside the hall. The next moment, a huge snowstorm rose in the half of the courtyard where he was, like a silvery-white river of stars, swallowing up the snow curtain of the opposite half of the courtyard.

Outside the hall, the figure in blue robes swayed slightly.

"The General Who Guards the North is indeed exceptionally skilled; no wonder he was able to face the Northern Python God of War, Tuoba Pusa, head-on."

** His expression hardened slightly.