Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

Hua Wuque's pale face gradually regained its color, and he murmured, "Master..."

When Tie Xinlan saw Hua Wuque "come back to life", she was stunned at first, then jumped up and rushed to Hua Wuque's side, pinching and squeezing his face, seemingly not caring at all about the many people around.

Tie Zhan's father-in-law was also very happy, but seeing his daughter's appearance, he couldn't help but grumble, "This girl..."

Ms. Xiao smiled helplessly and said, "Your daughter ultimately made a good choice, didn't she?"

Tie Zhan was both pleased and emotional. As Jiang Feng's son, how much worse could Xiao Yu'er be?

Little Fish, who grew up in the Valley of Villains, has diligently practiced his martial arts skills and has not inherited the bad habits of the Ten Villains. His character and personality are not bad, and he has quite a few friends in the martial arts world.

And now...

He is no longer a person without any relatives.

He gained a biological brother.

Xiao Yu'er's long-sullen face finally broke into a smile. With a cheer, he jumped over and hugged Hua Wuque tightly, laughing loudly, "I knew all along that we couldn't be natural enemies. We were born to be friends, brothers!"

Yaoyue's eyes had become blurry. She couldn't tell whether the Hua Wuque in front of her was a human or a ghost. She had clearly felt that Hua Wuque's pulse had stopped, he was not breathing, and even his heartbeat had stopped.

Fear was already showing on her face; there is no woman in the world who is not afraid of ghosts.

Yan Nantian hugged the two brothers tightly, looked up to the sky and roared, "Second brother...you..."

If Jiang Feng could see this scene from heaven, he would probably be moved to tears.

Tie Xinlan couldn't help but ask, "What exactly happened?"

Xiaoyuer looked at Jiang Fengyue standing to the side and laughed loudly, "The fact that my brother and I can be reunited is all thanks to Brother Jiang."

Wan Chunliu stepped forward at this moment, muttering, "Could it be... a drug to induce a state of suspended animation?"

He carefully examined Jiang Fengyue. He had long known that Jiang Fengyue was a skilled doctor who had saved Lu Zhongyuan, but he hadn't expected her to have such amazing abilities.

He could also concoct drugs to induce a state of suspended animation, but he couldn't time the death precisely or bring the person back to consciousness quickly.

Jiang Fengyue nodded and smiled, "This was originally a very simple trick, but no one expected that the Palace Master of Yihua Palace, who is unparalleled in martial arts, is not so smart."

Yaoyue overheard their conversation and learned that Hua Wuque was not really dead. She was already on the verge of madness, and provoked by Jiang Fengyue, she couldn't help but rush forward.

She roared, "You! All of you, die!"

Yan Nantian's expression changed, and he was about to step forward to fight Yaoyue.

Jiang Fengyue smiled and said, "Your family is having a warm reunion. How can this crazy woman disturb such a moment? You can have your reunion, and I'll take care of her."

As he stood in front of the crowd, he smiled and said to Xiaoyuer, "It would be even better if we could find some good celebratory wine."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Fengyue activated her Mingyu Gong, her face began to turn transparent, and a chill emanated from her body.

Lianxing, who was standing to the side, was secretly happy for Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque's reunion. However, now that Jiang Fengyue was about to fight with her sister Yaoyue, her mood darkened again.

Meanwhile, the old folks, after reminiscing about the joy of their brotherhood reunion, began to watch the duel between Jiang Fengyue and Yaoyue.

Ms. Xiao said, "I never expected that two masters of the Mingyu Kung Fu would emerge in the same era. What's even more unexpected is that they are about to fight each other now."

The demon child laughed and asked, "Who do you think is stronger?"

Mi Shiba shook his head and sighed, "Given the characteristics of the Mingyu Skill, these two can at most fight to a draw."

Ms. Xiao suddenly laughed and said, "In my opinion, they may not necessarily be unable to determine a winner."

She dared to say that because Jiang Fengyue and Yaoyue had already engaged in a fierce battle.

Yaoyue's hair was messy, making her look like a madwoman. Because she was already insane, she didn't use any moves at all, but just kept slapping Jiang Fengyue with her palms.

Jiang Fengyue also met the attack head-on with palm strikes.

The duel between the two top masters was not even as exciting as the fight between Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque.

To the laymen present, all they could see was that the two men possessed profound internal strength, and the power of each of their palm strikes was astonishing.

Only experts of Yan Nantian's caliber and those reclusive elders could truly discern the intricacies of their duel.

With each palm strike, Yaoyue's energy first dispersed and then gathered.

But Jiang Fengyue was different. Every time he met Yaoyue's palm strike, he gathered his energy inside. In other words, his exchanges with Yaoyue not only did not deplete his internal energy, but he also continuously absorbed Yaoyue's internal energy for his own use.

Yan Nantian was secretly surprised, as he had already noticed the similarity between this skill and his own Wedding Dress Divine Skill.

Jiang Fengyue did indeed use the Wedding Dress Divine Skill to deal with Yaoyue, but the Bright Jade Skill was also indispensable. Only by using the two skills together could she truly become invincible.

The Wedding Dress Divine Skill prevents her Qi from dissipating, while the Bright Jade Skill allows her to absorb the opponent's Qi to replenish her own, thus keeping Jiang Fengyue's internal energy in a constant state of fullness.

On the other hand, Yaoyue also noticed something amiss. It was because every time she released and then retracted her energy, most of it was absorbed by Jiang Fengyue, and she could only retract a small portion of it.

Jiang Fengyue's qi was concentrated inward, so the Mingyu Gong had no effect on her.

Every time Yaoyue strikes with her palm, she does so with all her might, which causes her internal energy to be consumed at an alarming rate.

She no longer had the rationality to think about these things; all she could think about was how to kill Jiang Fengyue as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, no matter how many moves she made, no matter how much internal energy she had, she could never kill Jiang Fengyue.

Moreover, her internal strength was not much greater than Jiang Fengyue's to begin with.

The frenzied Yaoyue failed to realize that her internal energy was slowly running out, and if she were to make another move, the Mingyu Skill would cost her her life.

This kind of technique, which can absorb the energy of everything, can naturally also absorb human vitality. When the internal energy is completely depleted and there is no external medium to replenish it quickly, then when the Mingyu Technique is used again, what is depleted is the five internal organs and six viscera of the human body.

Jiang Fengyue sighed. He could feel Yaoyue's vitality fading, so he no longer held back and pushed Yaoyue away with a palm strike.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Yaoyue realized that her life force was slowly waning. Although her appearance remained unchanged, her once black hair had turned gray.

Yaoyue collapsed beside Lianxing, her breath faint, like an old woman in her twilight years.

A tear rolled down Lianxing's cheek as she gripped Yaoyue's cold hand tightly, her voice trembling as she said, "Sister... how could you be so foolish..."

Yaoyue gently stroked Lianxing's face with her other, equally cold hand, and said softly, "Lianxing... I'm sorry..."

Over the years, her eyes have been filled with hatred, and she hasn't looked at her sister properly in a long time.

Lianxing cried out, "I was wrong, we were all wrong, our whole lives have been ruined by hatred."

Yaoyue smiled slightly and said, "No...you did nothing wrong...it's all my fault...luckily someone stopped me just now, luckily I didn't really hurt you..."

Lianxing's tears fell like rain.

Yaoyue gently stroked Lianxing's head again and said softly, "You must...you must live well...and return to Yihua Palace..."

The moon's aura had become very weak, and it was in danger of losing its life at any moment.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Lianxing's face had begun to turn transparent, and a chill emanated from her body. Even the tears she shed quickly froze into ice.

After letting go of all hatred and amidst the grief of losing her loved ones, Lianxing finally broke through to the ninth level of the Mingyu Skill.

Her talent was no less than Yaoyue's; it was only because of her crippled limbs that her progress in martial arts was much slower than Yaoyue's.

Now that her hands and feet have returned to normal and she has let go of her obsession, she, who had been bound by hatred, has finally broken free from her cocoon.

Yaoyue was very gratified to see her younger sister achieve great success in her martial arts before she died; this was something that could bring her immense happiness.

No matter how deep the hatred or how great the separation, nothing can overcome the bond of blood. Yaoyue and Lianxing are such sisters.

Yaoyue closed her eyes, quietly awaiting death. She was exhausted; her life had been too tiring. Ever since she met Jiang Feng twenty years ago, her life trajectory had been completely altered.

The pain of unrequited love haunted her entire life, and hatred blinded her. If she could live her life again, she would rather die than save Jiang Feng.

Yaoyue did not die. She only felt a warm sensation flowing from her palms into her body, as if her internal organs were being reshaped.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lianxing transferring her power to her.