Chapter 47

This caused Jiang Jiang Yulang unbearable agony.

Although Jiang Jiang Yulang was young and appeared timid, refined, and harmless to man or beast, he was in truth deeply scheming and exceptionally skilled at endurance.

During his more than year-long tenure as a male consort, taking advantage of each trip to the latrine, he endured the stench and filth coating his body to dig a hidden cave within the privy, storing numerous supplies inside.

Seeing the time was ripe, he ruthlessly killed several other male consorts while hiding himself in the cave, aiming to confuse Xiao Xiao Mimi into believing him dead so he could find an opportunity to escape.

Unexpectedly, just as his plan was nearing completion, Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Xiaoyu saw through it.

Helpless, Jiang Jiang Yulang could only bring him along.

However, Xiao Xiao Mimi was not so easily fooled and soon uncovered their trickery.

In their despair, the two unexpectedly discovered the Earth Spirit Palace adjacent to the underground tomb.

Inside, they found numerous treasures, but the most valuable among them were Jiang Jiang Yulang's tube of "Heaven-Ending Earth-Exterminating Bone-Piercing Heart-Penetrating Needles" and the "Five Supremes Sacred Art" on Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Xiaoyu's person.

Suddenly, Xiao Xiao Mimi burst in.

The two could not withstand her and were captured by Xiao Xiao Mimi.

Unfortunately, Xiao Xiao Mimi inadvertently fell for Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Xiaoyu's scheme; deceived, she opened an earthen door behind which water flowed.

Xiao Xiao Mimi could not swim and feared water; in the end, she was drowned alive.

Taking advantage of the floodwaters destroying the Earth Spirit Palace, Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Jiang Yulang escaped along with the current.

They never expected to collide head-on with Lianxing, who had come seeking treasures.

After hearing Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Xiaoyu's account, Lianxing was likewise stunned speechless.

At this moment, she felt like the female protagonist of a storybook, blessed with overwhelming fortune!

Such an incredibly improbable stroke of great luck had somehow landed right in her lap.

Lianxing felt she would wake up laughing even in her dreams tonight.

For a moment, her mood improved greatly, and she waved Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Xiaoyu away: "Very well, you may go."

Hearing this, Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Xiaoyu felt as though he were hearing music from heaven; overjoyed, he turned and left without another word.

He was terrified that Lianxing might change her mind!

After all, regardless of anything else, the "Five Supremes Sacred Art" was a sacred scripture; the matter was so grave that if exposed, the Shifted Flower Palace would face immediate ruin!

However, although Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Xiaoyu had been robbed of the "Five Supremes Sacred Art," he bore no resentment nor harbored any thought of going back on his word afterward.

There were five reasons.

First, he had already seen the "Five Supremes Sacred Art" within the Earth Spirit Palace and memorized it completely; the opportunity was not lost.

Second, he still felt some affection for Lianxing; after all, she had ultimately spared him, and she was so beautiful.

Third, although mischievous, his nature was inherently kind; he did not wish to see the Shifted Flower Palace meet disaster.

Fourth, he had already sworn a deadly oath.

Fifth, he also feared retaliation. Not to mention that Seeing Yao Yue or Lianxing might survive and seek revenge against him; even if Lianxing merely publicly "framed" him with a single statement claiming he had also learned the "Five Supremes Sacred Art," he would be in trouble.

However, what Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Xiaoyu did not know was that Lianxing's reason for sparing him was not so simple.

Although Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Xiaoyu had indeed spoken to warn Lianxing, it had achieved almost nothing.

Therefore, this action merely earned him a slight degree of favor from Lianxing.

As for the deadly oath, she was not so naive as to completely trust in its binding power.

The safest method remained killing to silence the witness, ensuring absolute safety.

What truly convinced Lianxing to spare him was that layer of protective light shield which had saved her life.

Lianxing was very clever; in an instant, she thought of the diary dungeon copy and roughly guessed the truth.

Thinking of the terrifying defensive power of that light shield, which would likely trouble even celestial beings, Lianxing's confidence instantly surged!

Having something to rely on, she naturally did not mind showing a bit of kindness.

After all, she held a favorable impression of this "god of wealth."

However, to be on the safe side, she still wished to verify her hypothesis.

Immediately waving her hand, she sent a surge of force attacking Hua Hua Xingnu's left shoulder, fierce and rapid in its trajectory.

As expected, an identical protective light shield erupted, blocking her attack.

"Second Palace Mistress..." Hua Hua Xingnu looked at Lianxing in bewilderment, unaware of what mistake he had committed.

Lianxing did not conceal the truth, directly stating her discovery; sooner or later, Hua Hua Xingnu would know of this anyway.

Hua Hua Xingnu listened, stunned speechless.

Just then, a robust shout rang out: "Who dares commit murder within the borders of my Mount Mount Mount Emei?!"

Lianxing frowned, glanced at the dying Jiang Jiang Yulang, and struck out with a palm, killing him outright.

Although Jiang Jiang Yulang was already exhaling more than inhaling, half-dead, she was unwilling to let him speak any forbidden words before dying.

Seeing that after his shout to stop her, Lianxing not only failed to halt but dared to kill again, the newcomer flew into a rage and immediately activated his lightness skill to charge forward.

Behind him followed a group of Mount Mount Mount Emei disciples.

The maids of the Shifted Flower Palace quickly gathered behind Lianxing, standing in strict formation.

When the newcomer entered within ten zhang of Lianxing, she suddenly flickered, her figure flashing forward.

Ming Jade True Qi converged within her twin palms; palm shadows fluttered like ten thousand flowers falling, carrying a bone-chilling yin coldness that enveloped the opponent.

The newcomer's expression changed slightly; his left hand wielded a long saber with broad, sweeping movements, while his right hand handled a great sword with agility and speed, alternating hardness and softness as he met those bare palms!

Neither side dodged or avoided; they collided head-on with fierce determination.

Where bare palms met blades, the sound that rang out was the crisp, rapid clash of steel against steel.

The saber's momentum was fierce and heavy, yet every strike landed on the sword blade; the sword light shifted rapidly, each cut landing on the saber blade.

Meanwhile, those bare palms moved with ease amidst the dance of blades, remaining completely unharmed.

The newcomer swept his saber and sword apart, using the force transmitted from Lianxing's palms to leap backward, his gaze grave as he looked upon the young woman before him.

She looked no older than twenty, clad in a brocade palace gown like clouds and dawn, her long skirt sweeping the ground, her cascading hair resembling flowing clouds.

Her delicate face was sweet, surpassing the spring flowers.

Her clear, bright eyes blinked, swirling with lively and playful glances; those water-cut pupils that seemed able to speak were filled with an indescribable light of wisdom, yet also with childishness.

A childishness not fitting for someone of her age.

Yet the beauty of her countenance was enough to stun anyone.

And the excellence of her demeanor was truly unparalleled in this world, reaching a degree where no one could possibly ignore her.

Standing upon the rock, she resembled a proud phoenix perched on the tip of a wutong tree, lonely and aloof, looking down upon all directions.

The newcomer observed Lian Xing's image and demeanor carefully before finally speaking: "Are you the Palace Master of the Flower Transferring Palace? The Great Palace Master Yao Yue? Or the Second Palace Master Lian Xing?"

By now, the disciples of Mount Mount Mount Emei had arrived; hearing these words, those who had just been stunned by Lian Xing's beauty suddenly felt as though a fog had lifted from their minds.

Indeed, in the southwest of the Central Region, only the two Palace Masters of the Flower Transferring Palace could possess such heaven-stunning beauty, demeanor, and martial arts.

Among the young generation of Mount Mount Mount Emei, seven female disciples of exceptional quality and appearance had emerged, dubbed the "Seven Spirits of Mount Mount Emei" by the many male disciples who admired them.

They were: Grandson Xie Grandson Xie Yunzhen, Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhiruo, Yuan Ziyi, Ma Xiuzhen, Ye Xiuzhu, Sun Sun Xiuqing, and Shi Shi Xiuyun.

The latter four, since each of their names contained the character "Xiu," were also known as the "Four Beauties of Mount Mount Emei."

At this very moment, present among the crowd were Grandson Xie Grandson Xie Yunzhen and the "Four Beauties of Mount Mount Emei."

Upon seeing Lian Xing for the first time, the five women could not help but lose their composure, then inexplicably felt a void in their hearts, sensing they stood a head shorter than her.

It was not that they were truly far less beautiful than Lian Xing.

In fact, they themselves were rare beauties; even if their looks and figures fell slightly short, the difference would not be great.

Like the Six Beauties of Mount Wuliang Mountain, their sense of defeat stemmed mainly from demeanor and presence.

The Flower Transferring Palace was renowned far and wide; as one of its Palace Masters, Lian Xing, like her sister, had naturally cultivated a quality unattainable by ordinary people, something these yellow-haired girls from their "ivory tower" could never compare to.

While the newcomer scrutinized Lian Xing, Lian Xing was also watching him.

He was an old man, with a serious expression and a straight spine; his jet-black beard and hair stood sharp like steel needles, and his face was covered in deep wrinkles.

In his left hand, he held a long blade, nothing particularly remarkable about it.

But the long sword in his right hand was different.

Generally, the sword path favors lightness and agility; those who wield swords choose weapons that are light and sharp.

Yet the sword in the old man's hand was thicker and larger than ordinary swords, its blade exceptionally long and broad.

With such a distinctive great sword, wielding both blade and sword simultaneously, and being a member of the Mount Mount Mount Emei sect, the old man's identity was obvious.

A smile played across Lian Xing's brows and eyes, showing no trace of intimidation: "You must be Senior Senior Dugu Senior Dugu Dugu Dugu Yihe, then? You certainly have a keen eye; no wonder you became the Vice Sect Master of the Mount Mount Mount Emei Sect."

Senior Senior Dugu Senior Dugu Dugu Dugu Yihe said indifferently: "You employ the method of using an opponent's force against them; there are many martial arts in this world similar to that, such as the Universe Shifting Art, the Star-Doubling Star-Shifting Art, the Tai Chi, and the Phantom Sacred Art."

"But when executed by a woman of such image and demeanor, this humble old man, lacking talent, can think of only one possibility: the 'Flower Transferring and Jade Receiving' technique of the Flower Transferring Palace."