My cultivation method shines upon all heavens.

Chapter 93 A woman of exceptional talent and beauty, yet afflicted by divine jealousy.

The wine is clear and lustrous, with a rich and mellow flavor, without any hint of superficiality.

Lu Ming took out his gourd and poured the entire jar of fine wine into it, sealing this precious wine securely.

He raised his hand to stroke the cool outer wall of the gourd, the faint, refreshing aroma of wine lingering around his nose.

Just by smelling it, Lu Ming could keenly feel that the blood and qi in his body had become a little more mellow.

The gloom that had been hanging over us for days finally gave way to a sliver of sunlight.

"Now, at least we see a glimmer of hope."

Lu Ming looked at the gourd in his palm and murmured softly.

He forcefully suppressed the metallic taste churning in his throat, and the restless blood and qi raging within him gradually calmed down under his constant soothing.

However, he knew in his heart that the backlash from the clash of his seven supreme talents was getting worse day by day, becoming more and more intense.

At this rate, even with Su Qingsi's help to suppress it, he only has seven days to prepare.

If one cannot master all martial arts skills, stabilize one's foundation, and build a powerful raft within a week, one will ultimately face the fate of having one's qi and blood shatter and one's body explode and die.

As night deepened, Lu Ming returned to the Lu residence and pushed open the bedroom door.

The candlelight flickered, and the light gauze curtains hung loosely.

On the bed, a slender, snow-white figure lay on her side, looking up at him with charming eyes and a gentle smile.

The room was filled with a subtle, lingering fragrance, and the night was gentle.

The two spent time together tenderly, releasing the fatigue of the past few days.

The next morning, the courtyard was shrouded in mist, and the clear chirping of birds broke the silence.

Four lithe figures soared into the air from the Lu residence, their toes lightly touching the eaves of the buildings, before disappearing into the four directions and shooting away into the distance.

In the alley of red clothes, the morning mist had not yet dissipated.

Su Qingsi, dressed in a bright red silk dress, leaned lazily against the alley wall with her arms crossed.

The afterglow of a night of tenderness had not yet faded; her cheeks still bore a faint blush, her eyes were alluring and fiery, and her beauty was dazzling.

The passing street vendors were all mesmerized, their gazes unconsciously fixed on her.

In a daze, his steps became unsteady, and he bumped into things one after another.

"Ouch!"

"Can't you watch where you're going?"

Cries of pain, shoving, and complaints rose and fell, creating a noisy scene.

Su Qingsi lightly twirled a strand of hair at her temple with her fingertips, watching the chaotic street drama unfold before her with a sly amusement in her eyes.

"So you really enjoy watching a spectacle?"

A gentle smile suddenly rang in my ears.

Su Qingsi turned around and affectionately took Lu Ming's arm, leaning her delicate body against him. She tilted her bright face up and smiled, "Of course it's interesting."

Lu Ming glanced at her helplessly, letting her stick to him, and slowly walked towards the outer city.

Pedestrians along the street all stopped and stared at the two of them, their eyes filled with envy as they looked at the young man who had won the heart of the beautiful woman.

But when they saw Lu Ming's face clearly, they immediately composed themselves, bowed their heads, and respectfully greeted him: "Greetings, Lord Lu!"

Everyone watched the two walk away side by side, and couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

Such a stunning beauty could only be matched by someone like Lord Lu.

At the north gate of the city, the autumn wind was bleak, sweeping through the streets and alleys with a slight chill.

There were few pedestrians in the morning, and the surroundings were quiet and desolate.

Xiao Junlin wore a black and gold brocade robe, the fabric of which was understated yet luxurious, making his face appear even more cold and dignified.

He stood with his hands behind his back beneath the city gate, gazing into the distance at the continuous mist of Thousand Eyes Mountain, exuding an aura of imposing power that kept strangers at bay.

Suddenly, his ears twitched, catching the approaching footsteps behind him.

"Lead the way."

His voice was deep and resonant, leaving no room for argument, domineering and imposing, exuding the innate air of a superior.

Lu Ming, dressed in an elegant blue robe that fluttered in the wind, smiled slightly and silently stepped forward to lead the way.

On the banks of the Songyin River, the river wind blows fiercely, stirring up shimmering waves.

Yun Shuying, dressed in white that was whiter than snow, with her long skirt fluttering, stood with her hands behind her back by the river.

Her figure is ethereal and otherworldly, like a fairy under the moon standing alone in the mortal world, aloof and detached, with outstanding character.

"What a beautiful picture of a fairy gazing at the river."

A soft laugh drifted on the wind.

With a gentle breeze, Lu Ming moved swiftly and quietly stood beside Yun Shuying.

Yun Shuying turned around, a slight smile on her lips.

Suddenly, a familiar, delicate fragrance wafted into my nostrils and lingered there.

The smile in her eyes vanished instantly, her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of annoyance flashed through her mind.

Even though I know it was a consensual affair, it's still hard not to feel angry and resentful when I see my good cabbage being eaten by a pig.

"Let's go."

She suppressed the turmoil in her heart, her tone indifferent, devoid of any gentleness.

With a light touch of her toes on the ground, her white robes fluttered, and she gracefully drifted into the distance.

Lu Ming raised an eyebrow, noticing her sudden change in attitude, but did not delve into it.

With a swift movement, his toes gliding through the wind, he calmly followed closely behind.

Although he didn't understand the reason for the other party's sudden change of mood, he had no intention of trying to guess.

At the summit of Xiaocang Mountain, a strong wind howled through the forest, stirring up a storm of sound.

Lian Feng stood atop the summit, gently waving his feather fan, his robes fluttering, his figure free and unrestrained, exuding a leisurely air that seemed to hold the vastness of the world within his heart.

A gentle breeze stirred, and Lu Ming silently appeared beside him, saying with a sigh, "Why didn't you wait at the foot of the mountain? Why did you have to stand here in the wind?"

Lian Feng slowly turned around, a gentle smile playing on his lips: "Reaching the summit, overlooking the mountains, isn't this a wonderful state of mind?"

Lu Ming rolled his eyes inwardly.

What does it mean to overlook the mountains?

Perhaps it's because you have the power to manipulate the most talented people in the world that you find it so wonderful.

"I'm gone."

He ignored the scheming drama queen and walked straight down the mountain.

Lian Feng shook his head slightly, feigning a melancholy sigh: "Highbrow art finds few admirers, and unparalleled talent has no peers. Truly, it is lonely."

Despite expressing a myriad of emotions, he quickly followed along, showing no sign of distance.

The sun is high in the sky, and the dense forest is deep and secluded.

The ground was covered with layers of dead branches, while the ancient trees with their lush foliage covered the sky.

Only the fine, golden sunlight pierced through the gaps in the leaves, scattering dappled spots of light.

The forest was dark and quiet, and one could easily stumble and fall if one was not careful.

"Ouch!"

A startled, embarrassed cry suddenly rang out.

Lu Ming stood with his hands behind his back in front of him, turned his head to look, and his eyes were full of helplessness.

Just moments ago, Lian Feng had been acting all refined and dashing on the mountaintop, but now he had completely lost his composure.

Her snow-white boots were covered in mud, her robes were draped with withered branches and leaves, her hair was slightly disheveled, and she was giving him an awkward and forced smile.

"This is the thirty-fifth time you've stumbled along the way."

Lu Ming closed his eyes slightly, his tone indifferent.

Lian Feng's lips twitched violently. He hurriedly covered half his face with his feather fan and tried to smooth things over: "Hahaha, everyone makes mistakes, even the best horses stumble. It's inevitable, it's inevitable!"

Lu Ming's lips curled into a cold smile as he quietly looked at him and slowly spoke: "Ancient texts say that Heaven is impartial, treating all things like straw dogs. Yet there are always those in this world who are exceptionally gifted, possessing extraordinary talents, and thus are often envied by Heaven!"

Upon hearing this, Lian Feng's smile vanished instantly.

He paused, then suddenly turned around, his gaze fixed intently on Lu Ming.

A gentle breeze rustled through the woods, causing their robes to flutter softly.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere froze instantly.

A moment later, Lian Feng suddenly burst into laughter, stepped forward, and patted Lu Ming heavily on the shoulder, saying nonchalantly, "Hahaha! You really have a sharp eye!"

He looked both helpless and smug: "My master said this when he found me in the wilderness."

"There's nothing I can do. I was born with the destiny of a protagonist in a storybook. My hidden talents can't be concealed no matter where I go."

Lu Ming shook his head helplessly as he watched him feign a sigh.

How could someone who can manipulate all the geniuses of the Great Zhao Dynasty be simple?

Lu Ming stopped beating around the bush and strode forward, speaking in a deep voice, "Let's get straight to the point. Your elaborate schemes weren't for some vague Yin-Yang compass. Tell me, what do you truly want?"

Lian Feng abruptly stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly, all the elegance in them vanished, replaced by a deeper, more profound look.

After a moment, he slung the feather fan behind his back and chuckled softly, "Heh heh—as expected, nothing can be hidden from you."

He didn't mention paving the way for the Great Teacher to spread martial arts throughout the world. Instead, he raised his eyes and asked in return, half-jokingly, "Do you know why the Great Teacher has been unparalleled for a thousand years and is hailed as the supreme master of supernatural powers, unmatched throughout human history?"