Film and Television: Starting with Using AI to Solve the Rare Chess Puzzle

"Lu Ming, are you leaving?!"

Suddenly, a clear female voice rang out from not far away. A girl dressed in a light yellow outfit appeared in a few flashes and arrived at the mountain peak, looking at the person sitting cross-legged on the mountain peak.

"I've been here too long; it's time to take care of my own affairs!"

The person on the mountaintop, Lu Ming, nodded in agreement. He slowly stood up, shook off the snow that had accumulated on his head and shoulders, turned to look at the newcomer, and said with a smile in his eyes, "What, you can't bear to part with me?!"

He had spent three years in Lingjiu Palace and had grown attached to the place, but he had stayed in the Tianlong World for too long. His journey was to conquer all the heavens and myriad realms, not this small world. It was time for him to leave.

"Yes! I'll miss you! Please don't go... just for my sake!"

Wang Yuyan abandoned her usual reserve and nodded solemnly, her eyes even carrying a hint of pleading.

Lu Ming shook his head without speaking, but his meaning was clear. The two stared at each other for a long time before Wang Yuyan finally sighed deeply, turned around, and disappeared from the summit of Misty Peak.

She now understands somewhat the feelings of her mother, her senior master, and others; the feeling of loving someone but not being able to have them is very painful.

Lu Ming's eyes were firm as he watched Wang Yuyan leave. This was not because he was indifferent to love, but because his experiences in the modern world made him unwilling to believe in love. At the same time, he also knew in his heart that the Tianlong world was just a small ripple on his future path and not worth lingering over.

Perhaps I'll have time to come back and visit sometime in the future.

After tidying up briefly, Lu Ming bid farewell to Tong Lao, Mei Lan Zhu Ju, and others, but he didn't see Wang Yuyan in Lingjiu Palace.

However, he still chose to leave. Before leaving, he had one more thing to do: kill Ding Chunqiu.

He should have done this a long time ago, but he never had the chance. First, he was at a critical juncture in integrating the Eternal Youth and Longevity Technique, and could not afford to be careless. Second, Ding Chunqiu somehow got the news that Lu Ming and Tong Lao were looking for him, so he went into hiding.

Keep in mind that this is the Northern Song Dynasty. There is no surveillance, and the population density is far lower than you might imagine. If a martial arts master like Ding Chunqiu wanted to hide, it would be almost impossible to find him.

In order to find Ding Chunqiu's location, the people of the Nine Heavens and Nine Departments of Lingjiu Palace often went out for several months. Finally, half a month ago, a group of people from the Haotian Department found his whereabouts in the former Murong family's Canhe Village.

"As expected, it was Li Qingluo who leaked the information to Ding Chunqiu. That old guy really dares to hide it!"

A wisp of fire ignited at his fingertips, burning the paper to ashes. A cold smile appeared on Lu Ming's lips. He hadn't expected that Ding Chunqiu would also believe that the most dangerous place was the safest. He turned around, mounted a white horse, and headed straight for Suzhou.

Although he has now cultivated to the Innate Realm and possesses the Lingbo Weibu (a type of light footwork) for sustained movement, he cannot continuously mobilize his true energy to travel, as that would consume too much energy.

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Suzhou City hasn't changed much compared to a few years ago. The only change might be that Mantuo Villa hasn't been arresting people outside the city in recent years, which has improved its reputation considerably.

"Looks like my warning back then worked! ...I just wonder if there are any backups of the 'Shifting Stars' and 'Converging Finger' techniques within the manor."

Lu Ming didn't linger. Instead, he went straight to Taihu Lake and, to the astonishment of the fishermen, waded through the water towards Canhe Village, deep within the lake. He knew the location, but had never been there before.

Like Mantuo Villa, Canhezhuang is built on Taihu Lake, covering an area of ​​nearly 400 square meters. The villa is filled with pavilions, but it looks somewhat dilapidated, as if it has been abandoned for a long time.

In front of the most central pavilion of the manor, Ding Chunqiu, his white hair cascading down his back, held a wine jar in his hand, taking sips here and there, his eyes filled with desolation. He thought of how glorious he had been in the Starry Sea, but now he could only cower in this Canhe Manor, living a decadent life every day.

"Damn it! Why didn't that old bastard Wu Yazi pass on the Northern Darkness Divine Skill to me, but instead gave it to a greenhorn who hasn't even grown up yet!"

The wine jar was thrown out and slammed hard against the wall. Ding Chunqiu scratched his head in frustration and let out a low growl of dissatisfaction.

"Naturally, it's because he couldn't see through your evil intentions long ago. Teaching you the Northern Darkness Divine Art would only bring disaster to the world and disgrace to the Free and Unfettered Sect."

Suddenly, a magnetic voice rang out, startling Ding Chunqiu. He pushed off with his feet and shoved into the attic behind him. At the same time, he swung his right hand forward, instantly enveloping the area in white dust.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed shut in an instant. Ding Chunqiu leaned against the door, several long silk threads appearing in his hand. His breathing was frighteningly light as he listened intently to the sounds outside.

"Why is there no sound?!...Could they have been poisoned?!"

More than half an hour passed, and Ding Chunqiu did not hear any sound. He was very confident in his poison. The powder he had just used was a mixture of Ten Fragrant Tendon-Softening Powder and Corpse-Dissolving Powder. Even a top expert would become powerless and turn into yellow liquid and die if he came into contact with that powder.

Suddenly, Ding Chunqiu felt a sharp pain in his heart. He looked down and saw a sword tip made entirely of black true energy protruding from his chest, with drops of blood continuously dripping down the tip.

"This guy's a real veteran, he made it so easy!"

Outside the door, Lu Ming sensed the situation inside with some surprise. Logically speaking, as a seasoned veteran and a cunning old fox who used poison, Ding Chunqiu should not have let his guard down so easily. How come he lost his composure after only half an hour?

Little did they know, Ding Chunqiu was extremely confident in his poison. He assumed that the person who had been poisoned was already dead after half an hour of no movement.

In addition, his cultivation had reached the Innate Realm, giving him astonishing perception. He moved silently and showed no awareness of being an Innate Realm expert. He was patient enough to deal with a top-tier expert and wait for the right moment to launch a sneak attack.

Slowly drawing the Crimson Sky Sword and dispelling the sword light emanating from its tip, Lu Ming pushed open the door and went inside. He saw Ding Chunqiu lying in a pool of blood, the blood still spreading and about to reach his feet.

"Pfft!"

Lu Ming flicked his right hand, and a throwing knife was embedded in Ding Chunqiu's head. He had studied biology and knew that a person with a ruptured heart could still live for several seconds, let alone a top-notch master with profound internal strength.

However, Lu Ming was overthinking things. Ding Chunqiu's body remained motionless. After severing Ding Chunqiu's head with a single sword strike, Lu Ming casually found a piece of cloth to wrap Ding Chunqiu's head, then found a security escort agency and had the guards escort him to Leigu Mountain.

After doing all this, Lu Ming reached out and ruffled his hair a few times in front of the mirror, turning his long hair from the past few years into wispy strands. Then he turned and glanced at Suzhou City not far away, before disappearing from the spot in a flash.

Meanwhile, Su Xinghe, who had received Ding Chunqiu's head, burst into tears. He placed the head before Wu Yazi's grave to pay his respects, recounting the changes in the Xiaoyao Sect over the years and Lu Ming's achievements in martial arts...

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