After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Gongyang Xun seemed completely taken aback that he didn't dodge. He snapped out of his rage and stared at him in astonishment.

Lin Siheng grasped his hand, slowly pulled out the dagger, and pressed several acupoints on herself to stop the bleeding.

"Are you calmed down yet?" Lin Siheng asked.

"Why..." Gongyang Xun stared at him blankly.

Lin Siheng sat down at his feet, found a bottle of hemostatic medicine and threw it to Gongyang Xun, "Help me apply the medicine."

"you!"

Lin Siheng took off half of her shirt, saying, "Stop dawdling, hurry up."

Gongyang Xun gritted his teeth, forcefully pried open the cork, and poured all the powder from the small bottle onto Lin Siheng's wound.

The moment the powder touched his skin, Lin Siheng winced in pain.

"I thought a lot before I came," Lin Siheng smiled. "I don't want to lose you as a friend."

Gongyang Xun was stunned and couldn't say a word.

"You were quite merciful just now," Lin Siheng said. "My heart was right here, yet you still insisted on stabbing me in the shoulder. Young Master, you didn't really want me to die that much, did you?"

Gongyang Xun seemed to have his secret exposed, and angrily retorted, "Shut up."

He slumped down as if deflated, closed his eyes resignedly, and said, "You're right."

From their first meeting at the Jianghu Flying Flower Banquet, Gongyang Xun meticulously plotted and schemed to kill him.

Originally, I only intended to gain the other person's trust, but I never imagined that I had already considered them a friend in my heart...

How can they be friends?

"Lin Siheng, you should leave," Gongyang Xun said.

Lin Siheng finished dressing, drew the Yellow Springs Sword, and slung it over his shoulder. "Where's the exit?"

Gongyang Xun pointed in a direction with his eyes closed.

"You mentioned in your previous letter that you had a good understanding of mazes, and it seems you've indeed learned quite well." Lin Siheng pushed him towards the exit.

Gongyang Xun opened his eyes. "What do you want to do?"

Lin Siheng said, "I'll push you back. You're already lame, so don't run around everywhere."

"Hey, think about what I just told you."

"You've heard of Whitewater City, right? Let's go and beg that city lord. What if he's in a good mood and heals your leg?"

"Hey, I've never been to your house before. Do you have anything good to eat?"

Gongyang Xun gritted his teeth, "Lin Siheng, don't push your luck."

"Tch, don't be so stingy."

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After receiving the letter from home, Lin Yunyuan immediately rushed to Cuizhu Town.

Of course, the journey was far from peaceful, and Somodo was not the only one to receive the Blood Drinker's challenge.

Currently, people in both the Central Plains and the outer regions have received the Blood Drinking Challenge. Lin Yunyuan noticed this when he passed by Guishan Mountain, as the area around Guishan Mountain was full of martial arts practitioners who came to challenge him to a duel.

Only Somodo stumbled upon Cuizhu Town by chance, and happened to hear many stories about Guishan Blood Drink and Guishan Yellow Springs.

As fate would have it, when Lin Siheng rescued Jiang Xiao at the gambling den, there were many martial arts practitioners who loved gambling present.

When mentioning Guishan Huangquan (the underworld of Guishan), one cannot avoid mentioning Guishan Xueyin (the Blood Drink of Guishan).

In addition, the beggars' disturbance at Yingqing Tower also led to a brush with Guishan Huangquan.

The news spread haphazardly and reached Somodo's ears, which led to the scene of shouting and commotion in the restaurant.

After Lin Yunyuan and Yin Cheng reunited, they carefully studied the Blood-Drinking Battle Manual.

He felt that this matter might be related to the Demonic Sect, either targeting him or the righteous path of the martial arts world.

It doesn't matter.

He explained the whole story to Somodo, but Somodo clearly didn't believe him.

Lin Yunyuan had no choice but to fight him.

Unexpectedly, this fight produced a loyal follower who insisted on following Lin Yunyuan and couldn't be driven away no matter what.

In order not to cause trouble for his second brother, Lin Yunyuan came and left immediately.

Lin Nian was a little worried about her elder brother and thought that she should send tens of thousands of elite troops over to wipe out any monsters or demons.

Lin Yunyuan was only talking about matters of the martial world; it was best not to rashly involve the imperial court.

Lan Shu had also made a brief but remarkable appearance in the martial arts world, so he naturally knew the intricacies involved.

However, he didn't understand the current state of the martial arts world and couldn't offer any help; he could only offer a reminder to Lin Yunyuan.

Since Somodo received the challenge three years ago, such a long period of time must mean that this was done by an old friend, otherwise they wouldn't have planned it for so many years.

Therefore, he was advised to pay close attention to his former enemies.

Lin Yunyuan noted it down and took Somodo back to Guishan.

He had a fairly decent reputation in the martial arts world and rarely made enemies.

But now this Blood Drinking Challenge is clearly aimed at him.

Lin Yunyuan was worried about his family. Although the capital was guarded by the Golden Guards, ordinary martial arts people dared not cause trouble easily.

He feared that even with meticulous planning, a single oversight might allow someone to take advantage of the situation. Therefore, he instructed his family to move to another residence and return once the matter was resolved.

Lin Yunyuan took the time to send letters to every righteous sect in the martial arts world.

The righteous sects in the martial arts world are usually very idle; when they have nothing to do, they stay at home playing cards.

Upon hearing that a demonic cult was causing trouble, the group of old men suddenly became excited, grabbed their weapons, and rushed to Guishan, eager to have a good fight.

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Lin Siheng pushed Gongyang Xun away from the bamboo forest.

The maze dissipated, and the bamboo forest didn't seem very large.

Gongyang Xun didn't mention wanting to kill him anymore, but his expression was still very strange.

Moreover, he strongly resisted Lin Siheng's touch.

Lin Siheng originally wanted to carry him to the bed so that she could observe his legs more closely.

Later, when Pearl came of age and met Lord Bai, she was able to describe Gongyang Xun's illness to him.

As a result, Gongyang Xun shouted, "Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Go away!"

Lin Siheng frowned. "What are you doing?"

Gongyang Xun exclaimed in horror, "What are you doing! I... I may be a bit thin, but look closely, I'm your husband!"

Lin Siheng: "..."

Lin Siheng rolled her eyes.

Lin Siheng felt that one eye roll wasn't enough, so he rolled his eyes again, speechless.

"Is Gongyang looking for your grandpa sick?" Lin Siheng said. "You might not even look at me, let alone you."

He paused for a moment and then said, "I like guys with nice butts."

He mercilessly rubbed salt into someone's wound, saying, "But you obviously don't have an ass."

Gongyang Xun: "..." For some reason, he felt relieved but also resentful at the same time.

"Who are you calling someone without an ass!" Gongyang Xun roared in fury. "I have an ass!"

Lin Siheng gave a perfunctory smile, "Oh, okay, whatever."

Gongyang Xun: "..." He was furious!

Lin Siheng said, "Can I see your legs now?"

Gongyang Xun clutched his trouser leg but remained silent.

He has never stood up since birth.

His disability was congenital, resulting in severe atrophy of his legs.

Even with a servant massaging him every day, his legs remained so thin they looked like skin and bones, deformed and pitiful.

He never showed his scars in public, and he didn't even allow anyone to mention words like legs, feet, or running and jumping.

But Lin Siheng is different.

He didn't care what Gongyang Xun was really thinking.

He scooped up the thin Gongyang Xun and placed him on the bed. "He's not a young man, what are you shy about? Don't waste my time."

Ignoring Gongyang Xun's struggles, he forcefully pried his hands open and rolled up his trouser leg to examine him closely.

"Don't look... Lin Siheng, don't look!"

He struggled, screamed, and tried to protect his only remaining sense of self-respect.

Suddenly everything went black.

Lin Siheng pulled the blanket over his head.