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Shuliduo couldn't help but tremble slightly.

She suddenly remembered Yelü Lage's fate.

Yelü Lige was tortured beyond recognition by those unruly people from the Central Plains.

Even she felt lingering fear after seeing it.

Yelü Abaoji therefore dropped the charges against him for rebellion.

Because Yelü Lige was in such a terrible state.

Every extra day he lived felt like torture in hell.

But those scoundrels spared his life, making his life a living hell.

"I was just asking casually."

In the end, Shuliduo's fear overcame her greed.

She shook her head, abandoning the dangerous idea of ​​getting her hands on the Longquan Sword.

Qin Chuan smiled gently.

It seems that his 'gift' to Shuliduo was indeed very effective, completely intimidating the ambitious Queen Yingtian.

"Brother Qin, once the Longquan Sword arrives, I'll accompany you to Tianshan."

Yelü Abaoji spoke, looking at Yelü Zhiwu:

"Zhiwu, you should come along too."

He knew that his beloved daughter missed her master Qin Chuan very much, so he tried his best to give them as much time as possible to spend together.

"Your Majesty..."

Shuliduo was unwilling to let Yelü Zhiwu leave her side. She was about to speak when Yelü Abaoji interrupted her directly:

"Your Majesty, do I have to repeat myself a second time?"

In other matters, he always obeyed Shurido in every way.

But it's a different story when it comes to Yelü Zhiwu, his precious daughter.

He even went so far as to invoke his identity as the King of the Northern Desert.

"Everything is up to Your Majesty."

Shulido had no choice but to compromise.

Yelü Abaoji was, after all, the King of the Northern Desert, while she was still somewhat inferior to Wu Zetian.

Shuliduo left with Yelü Abaoji, her face displeased.

Yelü Zhiwu then arranged accommodations for Qin Chuan and Chi Meng.

It was the same old place, the courtyard where the master and apprentice used to practice martial arts. After Qin Chuan left, no one else moved in.

The next day, two men arrived at the door carrying the Longquan Sword; they were none other than Shangguan Yunque and Wen Tao.

After Jiao Lan Palace, the two, under Yuan Tiangang's orders, continued to investigate clues about the Longquan Treasure while carrying the Longquan Sword.

They finally determined that the key clue to the Longquan Treasure was in the Qianling Mausoleum.

However, the Longquan sword broke due to an accident.

Only then did Yuan Tiangang order Qin Chuan to reforge the Longquan Sword.

"It seems that the Longquan sword must be broken..."

Qin Chuan held the Longquan sword, which was broken in two, and shook his head slightly.

In the original trajectory, the Longquan Sword was interrupted by the Black and White Impermanence, who had reached the Great Heavenly Position after cultivating the Nine Nether Profound Heaven Divine Art.

Even without the Black and White Impermanence, the Longquan Sword still broke.

It is clear that some things in this world are bound to happen.

Perhaps this is Li Chunfeng's 'Way of Heaven'?

"Young Marshal, there's something I need to tell you..."

Shangguan Yunque and Wen Tao also brought Qin Chuan a message:

"Li Cunxu has dispatched troops to Bianzhou!"

"Then he's doomed."

Qin Chuan was not worried about this at all.

With the Mirror Demon present, Li Cunxu is doomed.

"I hope I can make it to the battlefield to fight him."

Qin Chuan felt it was a great pity that Li Cunxu died at the hands of Jingxinmo. A figure like him, even in his final days, should have died on the battlefield, not betrayed by a group of actors.

"Young Marshal, we'll take our leave now."

Shangguan Yunque and Wen Tao did not linger and left in haste.

They also had to follow Yuan Tiangang's instructions to find Li Xingyun and bring him to Qianling.

Li Xingyun would certainly not agree at first, wanting to continue his carefree and leisurely life.

But if they just act pitiful and say that if they don't complete the mission, the commander will kill them, Li Xingyun, with his personality, will definitely agree.

In fact, if they really failed to complete the mission, given Yuan Tiangang's domineering nature, he might actually force them to commit suicide as an apology.

Having obtained the Longquan Sword, Qin Chuan immediately set off for the Tianshan Sword Forging Pavilion.

Chi Meng, Yelü Zhiwu, and Yelü Abaoji accompanied him.

This was Yelü Zhiwu's first time traveling so far, and she was very excited throughout the journey.

Chi Meng was very experienced in traveling long distances and took the initiative to introduce her to all sorts of novelties.

They were close in age and quickly became friends, calling each other sisters.

As for seniority, it doesn't matter at all.

After several days of trekking, the group of four finally arrived at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, gazing up at this massive mountain range.

Chapter 69 What even Yuan Tiangang couldn't do!

Tianshan, also known as Zheluoman Mountain, is 800 li south of Yumen Pass and 2,730 li east of Yangguan Pass.

The ice and snow here never melt all year round, and the world is a vast expanse of white, without a trace of other colors, which is a magnificent sight.

Qin Chuan and his group of four braved the wind and snow, heading towards the main mountain range of Tianshan where the Sword Forging Pavilion was located.

The weather was unusually cold, and even people from the northern deserts who were used to the harsh climate found it difficult to adapt.

Fortunately, Qin Chuan and his group all possessed martial arts skills, and with the occasional sip of strong liquor to warm themselves, they were quite content.

"Listen, the ground itself can make sounds!"

Chi Meng pulled Yelü Zhiwu along, their footsteps echoing on the snow. The two little girls' cheerful laughter was as melodious as silver bells, adding a touch of life to the icy landscape.

"That's because there are many crisscrossing ice caves below!"

Yelü Abaoji, however, said with a serious expression:

"Once you fall, you won't find it fun anymore!"

Chi Meng and Yelü Zhiwu were both startled and stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move.

"Brother Yelü, why scare them? With our weight, we can't possibly break the ice."

Qin Chuan smiled gently.

Yelü Abaoji, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, never expected him to frighten a young girl.

"Isn't this just to warm them up?"

Yelü Abaoji laughed heartily:

"Isn't it much more effective than alcohol?"

"How could Father lie to people?"

Yelü Zhiwu hummed a few words.

"Haha, don't be angry, I'll tell you another story about the Heavenly Maiden..."

To appease his beloved daughter, Yelü Abaoji racked his brains and told her all the legends of Tianshan that he knew.

The story is not complicated; it's just a poignant legend of lovers missing each other.

Qin Chuan found it quite boring, but Chi Meng and Yelü Zhiwu listened with tears in their eyes.

"Zhiwu, if you ever find someone you like in the future, be sure to tell them loudly, don't miss out like the Heavenly Maiden..."

After telling the story, Yelü Abaoji spoke earnestly to his daughter.

As the High Priest of the Northern Desert, Yelü Zhiwu was traditionally required to remain chaste for life.

However, Yelü Abaoji did not want his daughter to live a lonely and widowed life.

Upon hearing this, Yelü Zhiwu tilted her head, seemingly lost in thought.

"It's alright if we miss him, Master will go and bring him back."

Qin Chuan patted her little head and laughed.

Yelü Zhiwu stole a glance at him, and her already flushed face, reddened by the cold, blushed even more.

After this brief interlude, the group of four quickly arrived outside the Sword Forging Pavilion.

The Tianshan Sword Forging Pavilion is exceptionally grand. In addition to the magnificent main hall, there is a huge ice sword stuck straight in the open ground outside the hall.

Countless swords surrounded him.

Any one of them would be considered a divine weapon in the outside world, but here they are just like junk, randomly stuck in the snow.

Yelü Abaoji gave his Central Plains name, Liu Yi, and asked the gatekeeper to announce it.

After waiting for quite a while, a disheveled middle-aged man finally came out to greet me.