All Heavens: Yin Zhiping, a Demon with a Daoist Heart!

Although Mei Chaofeng was blind, she sensed a sudden change in Yin Zhiping's aura.

The moment the sword was drawn, a chilling sword aura emanated from her body, sending shivers down her spine and making her hair stand on end.

Yin Zhiping did not answer.

He gripped his long sword, closed his eyes, and concentrated.

In his mind, the forty-nine moves of the Yue Maiden Swordplay appeared one by one.

The moonlight is bright and clear, and the river breeze is gentle.

Yin Zhiping opened his eyes.

He suddenly raised his sword and slashed out.

Mei Chaofeng's expression changed drastically.

She couldn't even sense the sword's trajectory!

With her skill, even if the Five Greats were to make a move, she could still catch a whiff of wind or a wisp of energy.

But Yin Zhiping's sword strike was completely silent, as if it had blended into the night without leaving a trace.

The next moment—

boom!!!

The river surface exploded!

An invisible sword aura shot out from the tip of the sword and slashed straight into the river.

Wherever the sword energy passed, a three-zhang-high wave roared up, like a wall of water, surging forward in a mighty torrent!

"ah--!"

Exclamations came from inside the cabin.

The entire ship rocked violently, almost capsizing.

Yin Zhiping stood steadily at the bow of the boat, his clothes fluttering, unmoved.

A smile played at the corners of his lips.

This is the profound mystery!

When the Yue Maiden Swordplay reaches this level, it finally has a sense of returning to simplicity and authenticity.

He believed that no one in the world could withstand this sword strike.

As Mei Chaofeng listened to the roaring river receding into the distance, her heart trembled: "In just half a year, this fellow's martial arts have reached their peak. Who in the martial world can stop him now?"

Yin Zhiping sheathed his sword, clapped his hands, and was quite satisfied with the strike.

If the Tongxuan realm is already like this, how astonishing must a sword strike that unites heaven and man be?

He turned to look at Mei Chaofeng, and seeing her tense expression, he laughed and said, "What's wrong, scared?"

Mei Chaofeng said, "What do I have to be afraid of?"

"Hmph." Yin Zhiping chuckled and was about to return to his cabin when he heard Mei Chaofeng speak again.

She said, "We will arrive in Jiangling tomorrow. May we stay for a few days?"

Why?

Mei Chaofeng said, "Firstly, I want to rest for a few days and wash away my fatigue; secondly... it's the anniversary of my late husband's death, and I want to buy some yellow paper to burn for him."

Yin Zhiping said, "That's only right, so we'll stay for a few days."

Mei Chaofeng then said, "Then... could you lend me some silver? I'll buy some coarse cloth to make a mourning garment and some offerings."

She didn't have much money on her, but Li Mochou had plenty. However, Mei Chaofeng felt a little embarrassed because she had only spent other people's money for the past two months. She felt that her relationship with Yin Zhiping had improved, so she decided to borrow some money first.

However, this still made her feel extremely embarrassed, and she just wanted to pay it back as soon as possible.

Yin Zhiping's heart skipped a beat. He turned to look at Mei Chaofeng, his eyes scanning her up and down, and said with a smile, "No problem."

He then took out two taels of silver from his pocket and threw it over. Mei Chaofeng caught it upon hearing the sound, cupped her hands, and said, "Thank you! I will definitely repay you later."

Yin Zhiping said, "It's just a small amount of money, nothing to worry about."

With that, he went back to his cabin, saying as he went, "Would the three of you like to play Pai Gow together?"

The cabin was filled with chatter.

Upon hearing this, Mei Chaofeng smiled slightly, sat alone at the bow of the boat, and let her thoughts drift into the distance.

Before we knew it, it was already broad daylight.

The boat docked, and the group went to Gangneung market to do their own things.

Mei Chaofeng bought plain cloth, yellow paper, incense and candles, as well as some melons, fruits and meat. She then carried a bamboo basket and headed straight for the outskirts of the city.

Yin Zhiping, along with Li Mochou, Hua Zheng, and He Yuanjun, booked an inn and ordered a lot of food on the first floor, which smelled delicious.

Yin Zhiping heard that there was a very famous bowl of "soy sauce noodles" in the area, which was known as "the aroma of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and the taste of heaven".

I ordered some to try, and it was indeed delicious; I felt very happy.

However, Li Mochou and Hua Zheng have been constantly arguing and fighting each other in recent days, and once they sat down at the dinner table, they kept talking.

"Tsk! Don't you know anything? The Taoist brother needs a bowl of noodle soup after his meal. Looks like you haven't done your homework."

"Hmph! When you like someone, being comfortable together is enough. Mutual respect and support are sufficient. Taking everything so seriously only adds pressure. No wonder Brother Yin left the desert and abandoned you!"

"What did you say?! Are you looking for death?!"

"Oh? You want to fight? Go ahead and make your move."

The two women were fierce and confrontational, leaving He Yuanjun trembling with fear.

Yin Zhiping shook his head, thankfully this bowl of soy sauce noodles was pretty good.

After he finished eating, he lowered his head under the table and gently patted Hua Zheng's firm thigh. Hua Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and she pouted without saying a word.

Hmph, my Taoist brother is definitely biased towards me. In just a few days, I will definitely be able to drive this bitch away!

At the same time, Yin Zhiping patted Li Mochou's plump legs, which were indeed quite bouncy.

Li Mochou's delicate body trembled, feeling a tingling numbness all over her body. Her almond-shaped face flushed red, and she remained silent.

As autumn deepened, she felt a surge of heat and thought to herself that it was time to do laundry again.

She then thought to herself, "Today I'll go to the Taoist brother's room and practice the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra with him. With my physique, I'm sure I can outshine him!"

She puffed out her proud breasts, quite confidently.

But she was also worried. If Brother Yin was really as fickle as Senior Mei said, and only served water instead of driving Hua Zheng away, how would she cope?

Li Mochou thought to herself that she liked Yin Zhiping, but if she could never have his love all to herself, and couldn't even compare to Xiao Huazheng, it would be too undignified.

Should we kill him?

Hmm... let's take another look.

Yin Zhiping, of course, had no idea what the two were thinking, and his gaze fell on the storyteller in the corner.

The man was quite eloquent, speaking in a dazzling array of folk tales, which were rather amusing.

After listening for a while, someone suddenly shouted, "This is all rambling nonsense! We've heard it all before, it's pointless!"

The storyteller paused, then asked, "Hero, what story would you like to hear? Tell me."

The man said, "Naturally, it's the story of the renowned swordsman of today!"

The store was filled with laughter and a joyful atmosphere.

Jiangling is a place where water and land meet, and many people from the martial arts world come and go, most of whom know this name.

The storyteller said, "Is that the Green-Clad Sword Immortal who killed Wanyan Honglie in Zhongdu, traveled south all the way, righting wrongs and bringing justice, killed hundreds of Jin soldiers in Nanyang, and slew Elder Peng of the Beggars' Sect in Jingzhou?"

"Exactly!"

Everyone in the store looked up and was intrigued.

The renowned swordsman in green robes has now spread throughout the martial arts world, leaving everyone in awe and becoming the talk of the town.

The storyteller stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "He is called a sword immortal, but in reality, he is a sword demon."

The crowd's appetite was piqued, and they all asked why he was called the Sword Demon.

The storyteller then said, "Although the Sword Demon killed Wanyan Honglie and many Jin soldiers, the Beggar Clan is also known for its chivalry in the martial arts world. Elder Peng of the Beggar Clan and many Beggar Clan disciples were also killed by him."

"As the saying goes, one can become an immortal or a demon in a single thought. That green-robed sword immortal became famous at a young age and had superb martial arts skills, but now he has fallen into the demonic path and no longer has the name of a sword immortal."

Everyone suddenly realized what was happening, and they looked at each other in disbelief, deeply shocked.

Someone shouted, "Sword Demon is pretty good too! That title is quite impressive!"

"That's right, as long as you kill Jin Gou, you're a good person!"

Another round of discussion broke out inside the hall.

Yin Zhiping listened carefully, smiled, and ignored it.

Just then.

Suddenly, a deep voice rang out: "What Sword Demon! Utter nonsense! He's far inferior to my Iron Palm Water-Walking Technique!"