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Let alone eighty years, even eight years or eight months would be too long.

He needed to speed up, but how? Black Dragon came up with a good idea.

Since the Dragon Elephant Skill is divided into thirteen levels, what would happen if thirteen people with excellent aptitude were recruited to practice and perform it at the same time?

Since Black Dragon was trained by Lin Yaoxie, he truly is like Lin Yaoxie's shadow. He acts on his thoughts without delay.

He selected twelve of the most outstanding young talents he had secretly cultivated. Then, within two days, he had all twelve of them master the first level of the Dragon Elephant Skill.

After practicing and using it together with these twelve people, it actually generated the power of the third level.

Chapter 103: Unlucky [First Update]

The Golden Wheel Monk spent his entire life believing he had grasped the true essence of the Long Elephant Skill. Little did he know that the Long Elephant Skill was not merely a solo technique, but rather, like the Quanzhen Swordplay, required multiple practitioners to unleash its full potential.

After the other twelve people left, Hei Long walked up to Lu Wushuang and stopped five meters away.

Lu Wushuang looked at Hei Long and asked in bewilderment, "Hei Long, I've known you for many days now. Can't you let me see your true face?"

Hei Long's answer was straightforward and concise: "I'm sorry, Miss Wushuang, I can't."

"Why?" Lu Wushuang asked, taking a step forward.

Black Long took a step back.

Lu Wushuang chuckled: "Are you so afraid of me? You don't dare come near me?"

"Yes." Black Long's answer was as concise as ever, a conciseness that kept people at a distance.

Lu Wushuang pressed on, asking, "Why?"

Hei Long said without moving his body, "Because you are my master's person, I naturally have to be respectful to Miss Wushuang."

This time, Lu Wushuang was speechless.

Hei Long said, "Miss Wushuang, I know you have feelings for my master. But I also want to advise you that my master is a supreme god-like being. A man like him is destined to have more than one woman in his life, and he is also destined to have no last woman."

"I know." Lu Wushuang's voice was so low that even she couldn't hear it.

“An exceptionally outstanding man will naturally attract many women. But…” Hei Long, now acting as a relationship expert, said, “Those who truly fall in love with him are not the lucky ones.”

Lu Wushuang bit her lip hard, and after a long while, she raised her head, took a deep breath, and said firmly, "I know."

Three repeated words may sound boring, but they are the answer that Hei Long most wants to get.

Black Long's armor moved, and the black and gold armor made a crisp sound: "As long as Miss Wushuang is firm in her beliefs, Black Long will bless you."

"Thank you." Lu Wushuang smiled happily.

Just then, Lin Yaoxie's voice rang out in the courtyard: "Hei Long, you little brat, what bad things have you been saying behind my back again?"

Black Long, clad in black and gold armor, turned slightly, his tone much more relaxed: "Master, you're back. You know me, Black Long. I'm just stating the facts; how could I possibly speak ill of you?"

"You brat."

A gentle breeze blew through the courtyard, and Lin Yaoxie stood between Hei Long and Lu Wushuang.

He faced the black dragon with its back to Lu Wushuang, and patted the black dragon's armor: "How about it, the Longxiang skill is pretty good, isn't it?"

Hei Long clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Truly extraordinary."

From the moment Lin Yaoxie appeared, Lu Wushuang was very excited. Looking at the white-clad figure so close to her, with his back to her, she longed to throw herself at Lin Yaoxie and pour out her heart to him.

But she didn't. Whether out of fear or unwillingness, Lu Wushuang didn't do it.

She simply looked at him with gentle eyes, and the rare tenderness in her expression was fully observed by Hei Long.

Perhaps out of a sense of pity, Hei Long forcefully changed the subject: "Master, do you know how much suffering Miss Lu has endured on her journey here?"

"Oh? How much?" Lin Yaoxie turned around at this moment, his expression becoming indifferent as if he had just seen Lu Wushuang, without the enthusiasm he showed when facing Hei Long.

"You've run into Li Mochou." Lin Yaoxie's words weren't exactly cold, but they were devoid of emotion: "I've already retrieved the living corpse Ouyang Feng. Judging from the wound on his head, it must have been left by a master using a whisk."

When Lin Yaoxie hadn't turned around, Lu Wushuang could still enjoy watching his back. But when Lin Yaoxie turned around and spoke to her with such indifference, she lowered her head timidly and shyly.

"Yes, young master, I encountered that fiend Li Mochou. Wushuang is useless; I still can't defeat Li Mochou. If it weren't for Ouyang Feng's intervention, I would already be with my parents." Lu Wushuang answered quickly, but if you listened carefully, you could still detect traces of grievance.

Lin Yaoxie missed the point and offered no words of comfort, continuing to ask, "Li Mochou fought Ouyang Feng? After I turned Ouyang Feng into a living corpse, his power increased even further. Li Mochou was no match for him. So, Li Mochou is dead?"

“No, not at all.” Lu Wushuang quickly replied, “I wanted to wait until I had mastered my skills before I could personally kill Li Mochou. So at the crucial moment, I let her go.”

Lin Yaoxie smiled, saying with a double meaning, "That's for the best."

Lu Wushuang didn't quite understand what he meant: "However, in the chaos of battle, Ouyang Feng killed Hong Lingbo."

"Your senior sister?" Lin Yaoxie shrugged. "That's a real pity."

“Uh…” Lu Wushuang was speechless, feeling a pang of sadness for Lin Yaoxie and the death of Hong Lingbo.

My nose felt a little sore, and I was on the verge of crying.

At this moment, Hei Long spoke up: "Miss Wushuang, now that the master has returned, may I trouble you to instruct the kitchen to prepare a few delicious side dishes? It would be a great favor."

"Don't mention it, I'll go right away." Lu Wushuang touched his nose with a sigh of relief, and before leaving, he didn't forget to say to Lin Yaoxie, "Young Master, I'm off."

"Okay." The answer was still the same, neither warm nor cold.

"Master, isn't this too cruel to Miss Wushuang?" Hei Long couldn't help but ask as he watched Lu Wushuang's departing figure.

Lin Yaoxie turned around, put one hand on Hei Long's shoulder, and said cryptically, "You're right, she's not lucky."

The black armor rattled, a sound that echoed as he shook his head: "Master, why do you do this? One more Miss Wushuang won't make a difference, and one less..."

"Let's get down to business first," Lin Yaoxie abruptly interrupted him.

"Your understanding of Long Xiang Gong is excellent; breaking it down into smaller parts is very insightful. As a reward, I'm giving you some gifts."

Chapter 104: The Thirteen Riders of the Black Dragon [Second Update]

Hearing there was a gift, Black Long smiled silently.

His smiles were always subtle, and he never made a sound. Furthermore, the black and gold helmet concealed his smile, making it even more difficult for others to see him.

However, Lin Yaoxie knew very well that he could tell from the slight tilt of Hei Long's head that he was smiling.

"You've combined the thirteen levels of the Long Elephant Technique with the simultaneous execution of thirteen people; that's excellent," Lin Yaoxie said approvingly. "However, I urgently need manpower now; those twelve youths must be combat-ready in the short term. Black Long, do you know who we're about to face?"

Hei Long said arrogantly, "No matter who he is, he cannot stop Master's great cause. Moreover, I also know that the strongest person in the world is no match for Master. The reason why he asked the thirteen of us to take action must be to have me gather the underlings."

After a slight pause, Hei Long said, "Master, you just returned from the north. I heard from Miss Wushuang that you and Guo Jing had a falling out. If that's the case, you might be dealing with the Mongol army that has been lured here."

"Hahaha, Black Long, you truly know me inside and out." Lin Yaoxie rarely praised others, but he gave Black Long a thumbs up: "Hundreds of thousands of Mongol troops are about to besiege Xiangyang. Although there are no experts in the army, it would be too troublesome for me to sweep through hundreds of thousands of Mongol troops by myself."

Lin Yaoxie paused slightly, then raised his hands as if to embrace: "There are countless people in this world, and I want the hearts of all people to be won over, not just a few. I need you to help me build momentum. And among the thirteen of you, because of your presence, you are not lacking in strength; what you lack is speed and cooperation among yourselves."

After saying that, Lin Yaoxie waved his hands, and Hei Long felt the space in front of him shake.

He had followed Lin Yaoxie for several years. Although Lin Yaoxie had not explicitly told him about the existence of the space, he had guessed some of it and was not surprised.

Hei Long knew that the shaking of space was because Lin Yaoxie was about to transform into something.

Just one breath later, the spatial shaking stopped, and many more things appeared in front of the black dragon.

Thirteen large wolves, each over 1.5 meters tall including their heads and tails, appeared before Black Long.

With Hei Long's keen eyesight, he could tell that these wolves looked fierce and bared their teeth, but their eyes were devoid of spirit. He had seen Lin Yaoxie's living corpses before, and those corpses had empty eyes just like the thirteen wolves before him.

“On my journey north, I subdued a pack of wolves.” Lin Yaoxie stroked the head of one of the corpse wolves. “I selected thirteen of the largest ones to be your mounts. With these wolves, you can form a Black Long cavalry squad to make up for your lack of mobility.”

Seeing that Hei Long's head tilted back slightly again, Lin Yaoxie knew that Hei Long was happy. To make Hei Long even happier, he said something else.

"That's not all. These thirteen corpse wolves I gave you can also form their own array. It's a triangular wolf array, which is very powerful in both offense and defense." Lin Yaoxie said this with great pride: "What's even more powerful is the great flexibility of this array. According to arithmetic, thirteen wolves can only form less than five triangular wolf arrays. But in reality, because wolves move very fast, they can maintain the operation of ten wolf arrays simultaneously while rushing around. This greatly increases the attack range, making it very suitable for group battles."

"This is so awesome!" After a moment's thought, Hei Long understood the significance of the Triangular Wolf Formation and the thirteen corpse wolves in actual combat. He trembled with excitement.

"Calm down." Lin Yaoxie was satisfied with Hei Long's reaction: "I haven't finished speaking yet."

"What? Is there another surprise?" Black Wolf jumped up excitedly. Even Lin Yaoxie rarely saw the usually calm and collected Black Wolf so playful.

“Of course.” Lin Yaoxie added, “These wolves are called corpse wolves because they are actually dead. The reason they are standing here is because they have been infected with a virus that allows corpses to move.”

Recalling Duke Vincent's tragic departure, Lin Yaoxie couldn't help but laugh a few times before saying, "As for me, I obtained the purest source of the virus, which is stored in the bodies of these thirteen corpse wolves. In battle, any enemy bitten or even scratched by these wolves will die quickly. After they die, the corpse poison takes effect in their bodies, turning them into mindless zombies. You've seen my wandering corpses, haven't you? They're similar."

Black Long's excitement was beyond words and gestures. He crouched down and teased the largest of the corpse wolves. The corpse wolf took a liking to him, not only abandoning its baring teeth but also docilely licking Black Long's palm with its tongue.

"Master, will those infected zombies, like the wandering zombies, obey your commands?" Black Long looked up and asked expectantly.

"Of course!" Now it was Lin Yaoxie's turn to speak concisely.

"Hahahaha!" Black Long laughed heartily, a rare occurrence, and climbed onto the wolf's back. "This is so exhilarating! With such a gift, I, Black Long's Thirteen Riders, will roam the world freely, and I will not care even if I face thousands of troops."

Lin Yaoxie said to Hei Long, "Hei Long, you've been with me for many years. I haven't told you everything about my past, but you've probably guessed some of it. After all these years of accumulating experience, it's time for you to unleash your full potential. Do a good job, and after I leave, this world will be yours."

Hei Long didn't ask any further questions. He was certain that Lin Yaoxie's departure more than a hundred years later was not death. As long as he followed his master diligently, he would definitely live to be over a hundred years old.

His master had never lied to him before, and he certainly wouldn't this time either.

"Master, rest assured, Black Dragon understands!"

Working with smart people is so efficient; you don't need to say much, and they will definitely do their best to get things done.

...

About a month later, news of the Mongol army's southward advance reached Lin'an. Due to the cowardice of officials along the way, by the time the news reached the palace, Möngke's 200,000-strong Mongol army was already at the gates of Xiangyang. The emperor was so frightened that he fell off his long chair!

Chapter 105: Under Siege [Third Update]

The Mongol army's siege of Xiangyang lasted for over a decade without success, initially due to the efforts of Guo Jing and Huang Rong. However, it was largely thanks to Prince Lin's heroic efforts that the Mongol army was forced to flee at the mere sight of him.

When Xiangyang was besieged again, the emperor's first thought was not Guo Jing, but the evil Wang Lin.

He first sent a minister to issue an imperial edict hoping that Lin Yaoxie would take action, but the minister did not even get to see Lin Yaoxie's face.

Helpless, the emperor summoned Lin Yaoxie to the palace, hoping to personally request his assistance. But the same thing happened; the messenger still couldn't enter the inner courtyard of the Prince Wu's residence.

The emperor was extremely anxious and tried several times to go to the Prince Wu's residence to see Lin Yaoxie in person, but was stopped by his ministers who said things like, "You are the emperor, and even if the sky falls, you cannot come down to see the prince."

The emperor knew in his heart that the sky had fallen, so what use was he as the Son of Heaven? But he couldn't resist the nagging of his ministers and could only continue to stay in the palace.

Later, the emperor somehow learned about the falling out between Lin Yaoxie and Guo Jing, and even heard some rumors that if Guo Jing wanted Lin Yaoxie to come out of seclusion, he had to personally come and invite him.

Three days had passed since the news of Xiangyang being besieged by the sick army. The emperor was so panicked that he could no longer verify the authenticity of the information and hastily issued an imperial edict, which was then sent to Xiangyang at top speed.