Chapter 470: Luoyang and the Qin Emperor

Amidst the swirling dust and smoke.

A streak of light appeared.

This streak of light appeared so suddenly that it gave one a sense of unreality.

It was as if it were moonlight flying from beyond the heavens, ethereal and agile, suddenly descending upon the human world. Or perhaps it was the very first ray of light from the primordial chaos, splitting heaven and earth, distinguishing the clear from the turbid.

When this radiance spilled down, by the time one wanted to dodge, it was already too late.

Above and below, all were shrouded in the brilliance, as if moonlight were covering the earth.

But moonlight would never be so piercing.

So swift.

——That was sword light.

Sword light that only a peerless expert could unleash.

The delicate body of the woman in yellow was hidden within the sword light, merging into one with it.

"Good sword technique."

Yu Liancheng's voice was calm.

Because this was not a compliment, but a simple statement of fact.

At the same time, his sleeves suddenly billowed, humming and vibrating, emitting a low roar like muffled thunder, and the air currents were also swept up, resembling a tide.

The next moment, he gave a light flick.

This flick was graceful in posture, without a trace of worldly aura.

Yet as this dark cloud-like sleeve fluttered, it was as if layers of dark clouds were spread out, obscuring the firmament and covering all brilliance within.

In less than a single breath of time, Murong Wuzhu felt first a flash of light before her eyes, followed immediately by the sudden appearance of Darkness, masking all radiance.

When her vision returned to normal, she saw Yu Liancheng extend two fingers, clamping the woman in yellow's long sword, while the woman in yellow was pale, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

In reality, in that previous instant, the woman in yellow's sword was first blocked by the flick of the sleeve; that seemingly light flick had caused the Qi and Blood within her body to explode in chaos like flying catkins.

She forcibly gathered her internal energy, then thrust out another sword strike, which happened to land right between Yu Liancheng's two fingers.

Could there really be someone in this world who could so lightly and skillfully catch her sword with two fingers?

Although she was astonished in her heart, the woman's internal energy surged violently, her wrist pushed forward, and Sword Qi sprouted horizontally.

The entire Green Waist Sword vibrated and trembled, as if it were a venomous snake; though its seven inches were clamped, it struggled fiercely, wanting to bite toward Yu Liancheng's chest through his fingers.

But it was useless; the sword body between Yu Liancheng's two fingers was as if pressed beneath a great mountain, not moving a single bit.

Under the woman's push, the sword body instead bent into the shape of a crescent moon. It made one worry that if she continued to exert force, it would snap directly.

Seeing she could not break free, the woman's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and with another clear shout, she pulled back diagonally, intending not only to pull the sword out but also to slash at Yu Liancheng's fingers.

Those two fingers finally let go.

But then they snapped with lightning speed, flicking out suddenly.

"Ding!" A sound of metal clashing rang out, followed immediately by a continuous "Crack, crack" sound.

This Green Waist Sword, which had quite a reputation in Beimang, was actually broken into several pieces, falling downward.

The woman staggered backward, shaken until her Qi and Blood churned.

Yu Liancheng rolled his sleeve, and the fragments of the Green Waist Sword all fell into his palm. He murmured, "I wonder how this thing tastes?" He picked up a small piece of the sword tip, wiped his finger across it, and it was chillingly cold; it cracked and froze, then quickly melted, as if burned by fire.

After such simple cleaning and disinfection, he tossed it into his mouth. It was actually quite crisp and had a good chew to it. Perhaps it would taste even better if dipped in some seasoning another day.

The woman looked at the remaining sword hilt in her hand, the killing intent in her beautiful eyes not diminishing in the slightest.

If it were an ordinary person, after witnessing the gap between the two, they would likely flee or beg for mercy. But the person before him was both a madwoman and a Great Demon.

——Luoyang, the head of the Ten Great Devils.

Various special experiences had already made her personality somewhat deranged.

She feared neither life nor death, and even craved death.

Thus, she threw away the sword hilt and swung her palm to attack Yu Liancheng.

Aside from her superb sword technique, Luoyang's hand-to-hand skills were equally formidable.

She had once used this pair of slender, jade-like hands to fight across the four states of Dongjin, Baoping, Juzi, and Longyao in Beimang, and in the end, she even brazenly killed her way to the Imperial City, killing everyone she saw, until the Military God Tuoba Pusa, who was at the gate of the Imperial City, personally took action to stop the footsteps of this Great Demon; it was precisely because of this that she was able to sit in the position of the head of the Ten Great Devils.

At this moment, as her palms swung, it was like thunder exploding, erupting with the power of a volcanic eruption, whipping up fierce gale winds that seemed capable of destroying everything before her.

Yu Liancheng had already put away the Green Waist fragments and stood with his hands behind his back. As the palm wind struck, he remained calm and composed, seemingly without the slightest intention of blocking.

The Great Demon Luoyang snorted coldly, her internal energy surging madly.

Regardless of what the other party was thinking, she only knew that if this palm strike landed, she guaranteed the other party would be dead or severely injured.

Then, just as this slender hand, which contained destructive power, was about to strike Yu Liancheng, he said one sentence calmly, and the wind and thunder dispersed, leaving the sky high and the clouds light.

That sentence was—I know where the reincarnation of the Qin Emperor is.

Forcibly stopping her full-force strike caused Luoyang to spill another mouthful of blood from the corner of her mouth, her insides churning, but she could no longer care about that, asking urgently: "You know where the Qin Emperor is? No, why do you know I want to find the reincarnation of the Qin Emperor?"

"Probably because I can be considered a Book Flipper," Yu Liancheng said calmly.

"Book Flipper?" A trace of doubt appeared on Luoyang's pale, beautiful face. She shook her head and asked again: "Do you really know the reincarnation of the Qin Emperor, and are not lying to me?"

"You are not my match, why would I lie to you?"

"You..." Luoyang bit her silver teeth, then said: "Speak, what do you want in order to tell me?"

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly: "I want to stay in Beimang for a period of time; how about you act as a guide? After all, you are half a Beimang person. By the way, during this period, you are not allowed to make a move against me or Wuzhu. Once we return to Beiliang, I will tell you the identity of the Qin Emperor's reincarnation, and perhaps I can even let you and the Qin Emperor meet again."

Luoyang showed a thoughtful expression and hesitated for a moment: "Fine, I promise you. I hope you are not lying to me."

"That is good; this is a win-win cooperation for us." Yu Liancheng nodded, suddenly grinned, and punched Luoyang in the stomach as fast as lightning.

Luoyang immediately bent like a shrimp, flying backward for several zhang, spitting out a mouthful of blood, half-kneeling on the ground, her beautiful eyes wide open, and in an instant, killing intent surged like a tide.

"Our agreement was that you are not allowed to make a move against me or Wuzhu, but it did not state that I am not allowed to make a move against you," Yu Liancheng smiled slightly: "You nearly hurt Wuzhu earlier; this punch is in return."

"You are courting death!!" Luoyang roared, the ground beneath her feet shattered, and she turned into a lingering shadow to kill him.

"You woman, I already told you not to be rude to me and Wuzhu..."

Yu Liancheng reached out a hand and slammed it onto Luoyang's shoulder, wisps of energy drilling into her body to seal her meridians and True Qi.

Immediately after, he waved his hand to grab the Li Pearl, then stuffed it back into Luoyang's mouth.

Thus, the murderous Demon Luoyang turned into an ignorant and innocent young woman.

The young girl was stunned for a moment, then clutched her stomach and crouched down, cold sweat breaking out from the pain, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, looking as aggrieved as could be.

Yu Liancheng immediately looked at Murong Wuzhu and said righteously, "Sister, the one who hit you was the Demon Luoyang; why are you bullying this little girl? You even hit her stomach."

Then he reached out a hand and sent out streams of warm energy to help her dissolve the pain.

Amidst the grateful gaze the little girl cast his way, Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, I am a good person, not a bad guy who hits people at will."

"Bad guy" Murong Wuzhu was left in a state of utter confusion.