Chapter Nine, the east wind does not recognize the smiles of countless blessings

The two individuals observed as he brought his hands together in front of him, his ten fingers interlaced in a gesture that ordinary people could not achieve, resembling a coiled serpent or a heavy door, intricate yet subtly aligned with profound principles. Once his fingers were intertwined, a fierce and terrifying internal force immediately filled the medical tent, as if it were about to overturn the tent.

Huayeno was shocked, tears streaming down her face, "Is my elder brother dead?"

Linghu Tuan Yuan wearily said: "Father-in-law, lend me a hand!"

Linghu Tuan Yuan pulled his arm and tilted his head, resting it on his shoulder and closing his eyes to sleep, "I am tired, I trouble you to take care of me, Your Excellency." Wanfu's expression froze.

"Go ahead, listening to my words will not lead you astray; those who do not heed my words are now all dead." Wanfu turned around, and there was no longer a trace of the playful banter he had with King Liang. Huaye felt as if a sharp sword had pierced through his heart, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead. He forced himself to turn around, but was called back by Wanfu, "You stay; send your subordinates to handle it. I still have questions for you."

What is so peculiar about this knife? The old servant just sees it as a broken knife. Wanfu gazed at the slender water in Xiri Xuanhao's hand and said softly, "Your Highness, what you hold is the real treasure. Although this soft sword could not sever the knife, it did leave a notch on the blade. If Your Highness's cultivation were to advance a level, this knife would have broken at that moment. In my humble opinion, the person wielding this knife must truly be a swordsman; he is afraid that his swordsmanship will be recognized, so he does not know which blacksmith shop made this strange knife."

Having mentioned the good, one must now address the bad. Wanfeng coldly remarked, "With just the one thousand soldiers brought out from Tongshan City, can you achieve such results?"

"How many times have I said it? Do not disturb me!" Wanfu said irritably. The two individuals on the couch, one noble and the other proud, would not allow those filthy hands to touch them or those murky eyes to gaze upon them! If it were not for the fact that he usually did not carry any healing medicine, he would not have come to the camp of Tongxi Huaye to seek medicine.

Wanfu smiled in relief and then elaborated on the usage of the three internal power techniques in detail, "With your current cultivation level, once this move is executed, it will be the rebirth of the Iron Sand Palm, and facing it, you will find yourself on a path to certain death."

Wanfu looked at her hand and smiled, saying: "The orchid finger is the most difficult to master, but I see your fingers are long, so it will be easier for you to practice. Usually, when you eat or dress, you always lift your fingers. Once you can pinch accurately without lifting your fingers, you will have succeeded!"

Linghu Tuan Yuan contemplated the flow of internal energy in her fingers for a while, realizing that it was not a skill that could be mastered in one go, so she decided to take note of it first. With her dual mastery of both martial arts and the sword, it would be perfect for her to wield a sword in one hand and manipulate her fingers in the other.

Members of the Songshan School

Wan Fu smiled faintly and then spoke of serious matters, "Hua Canjun, this is my first time in Tongxi. I have long heard that Tongxi faces severe water issues every year, yet I see that you have managed quite well. The water from the Mianshen River is particularly fierce this year, but the southern bank under your management has suffered the least casualties, which is your achievement"

Do you have any better wound ointment here

Hua Ye was taken aback; he was quite experienced, and Wan Fu's tone was characteristically authoritative and commanding

Wanfudao: "That is something your internal strength is insufficient to resolve. Since you are his disciple, there is no other sword technique in this world that can defeat you in swordsmanship. The person is using the sword technique of the Songshan School, which is considered one of the top techniques in the martial world. If your internal strength is on par with his, his martial power is merely one-fifth of yours."

Wanfu tore open the collar of King Liang's garment, pouring the medicine as if sprinkling pepper, first on the men and then on the women. King Liang's shoulder turned yellow, and soon his hands followed suit, while Linghu Tuanjuan's hands were ultimately covered with a layer of yellow powder.

Oh, indeed. Linghu Tuan Yuan pondered that having longer fingers is an advantage for the orchid finger technique, but it becomes a disadvantage for the flicking technique. The orchid finger technique relies on internal energy, while flicking uses the fingers to channel internal energy, much like throwing; a short, thick board is certainly easier to throw than a long, thin one

Wanfu suddenly felt a surge of emotion. Having entered the palace at a young age and acquired a wealth of skills, he found himself constrained by the confines of the court, unable to find a suitable young talent to pass on his teachings. Unlike Lijiamu, who effortlessly acquired a pair of naturally gifted disciples. Just now, Linghu Tuan Yuan's swordplay had already begun to exhibit the demeanor of a sword master, and it seemed that his prospects were also quite promising. How old could they be? In terms of martial arts, he had indeed surpassed Lijiamu, but in terms of disciples, he would have no hope in this lifetime.

Wanfu pondered for a moment, glanced at King Liang, and said softly: "Do not say that the Duke does not assist you; if you wish to discern the identity of the other party, you must first demonstrate the technique of the broken knife to the Duke."

"That makes you just like me, your father-in-law!" Wanfu began to tease again, "Your mother and I bear a striking resemblance; we are both unremarkable in appearance, the kind of people you wouldn't notice in a crowd. But when we smile, your mother becomes a peerless beauty, and I, your father-in-law, am the most distinguished figure in Shengjing."

He suddenly burst into the small room behind him with that kind of smile, intercepting the assassin who was attempting to kill the Wang family. Taking advantage of the guards being led out of the state government to investigate, the assassin disregarded the presence of Wu Que standing outside the small room and stealthily entered through another window.

King Liang focused his gaze and saw Wanfu release his fingers, causing Linghu Tuan Yuan's yellow hand to drop. The yellow hand only fell by a third, and Wanfu again pinched her wrist with three fingers. "This is called the orchid finger. It may seem ordinary, and many in the martial world can do it, but if practiced correctly, you can enter a blade unarmed with ease," he said. Wanfu relaxed his fingers again, and Linghu Tuan Yuan retracted her hand, but before it could return to her waist, it was pinched once more. Linghu Tuan Yuan observed clearly that he was always a step behind yet managed to control her, each time precisely pinching her pulse. "This is called the orchid finger. It may seem ordinary, and many in the martial world can do it, but if practiced correctly, you can enter a blade unarmed with ease," he reiterated. Wanfu relaxed his fingers again, and Linghu Tuan Yuan retracted her hand, but before it could return to her waist, it was pinched once more. Linghu Tuan Yuan saw clearly that he was always a step behind yet managed to control her, each time precisely pinching her pulse. Once a martial artist's pulse is controlled, at least one arm becomes useless, and at worst, half of the body cannot move. If a master of Wanfu's caliber exerted his strength, it is estimated that she would be unable to summon any of her internal energy.

Linghu Tuan Yuan could no longer hold back and let out a spray

Linghu Tuan Yuan understood intuitively, "I speculate that the Three-Finger Strike involves channeling all one's strength into the three fingers, which then diverges into three intersecting paths to form an energy field"

Linghu Tuan Yuan immediately drew out the fine water and brandished her sword in the medical tent. Her memory was exceptionally good; she had memorized the sword techniques of Li Jia Mu against Wan Fu merely by observation. At this moment, as she demonstrated the sword techniques from her own experience, she almost replicated them entirely.

Upon hearing the name of Wanfu, Huaye no longer hesitated. Given the importance of the matter, he bowed and took his leave, leading the already prepared large army towards the provincial capital.

The eunuch, unarmed, engaged in combat with the master, yet the master remarked that the eunuch was not best at martial arts. What, then, is the eunuch's most formidable skill?

Hua Ye replied: "There is none left, all the medicine for wounds is here."

Wanfu's palm left the shoulder of Xiri Xuanhao, and although blood did not flow, it left behind a blood hole. He traced his hand from the tip of the long knife to the hilt, and Linghu Tuanjuan, following the movement of his hand, saw a large notch on the blade, while the small nicks were countless. The long knife trembled slightly and immediately broke into dozens of pieces, scattering to the ground with a crackling sound

Wanfu flicked his fingers in the air, saying, "One finger strikes the point, two fingers strike in all directions, three fingers strike the energy field." The first strike with one finger landed on Linghu Tuan Yuan's wrist, followed closely by the second strike in mid-air. A gust of wind, sharp as a blade, slashed upward through the medical tent, leaving a tear at the top. When Wanfu pressed his thumb against the three fingers, he hesitated, saying, "Once this energy field is unleashed, we will have to change our position!" Even if his energy field was weak, the medical tent would not be able to withstand it.

Linghu Tuan Yuan immediately nodded, while Xi Ri Xuan Hao fell silent once again

Wanfu let out a light sigh, "Your Highness, he is your imperial uncle"

Looking at those bright yellow hands, Wanfu cheerfully said: "Miss Linghu, I have long told you that we would meet again, but I did not expect it to be so soon. Just look at how much I care for you; when it comes to a woman's beauty, one should not first look at her face, but rather at her hands. If she has a pair of chicken feet, no matter how she poses, it would be in vain. After my careful consideration, Miss Linghu, even if you had chicken feet, they could still transform into a pair of phoenix jade wings."

Linghu Tuan Yuan was taken aback, finally confirming the identity of Li Jia Mu from Wan Fu's words. Xi Ri Xuan Hao fell silent, realizing that the sense of familiarity he felt was indeed here; only the men of the Xi Ri royal family could possess such an air of nobility.

The face of King Liang grew increasingly pale. Linghu Tuan Yuan struggled to keep her eyelids open; her strength had long been exhausted, and at this moment, with reinforcements arriving, the breath she had been holding was finally released. Taking advantage of the banter between King Liang and Wan Fu, Linghu Tuan Yuan stepped forward to reclaim the fine water tied around her waist. King Liang furrowed his brows, and Wan Fu smiled at Linghu Tuan Yuan, saying: "I was just thinking that I had never seen this treasure before; it turns out it belongs to Miss Linghu! I wonder what other treasures the Linghu family is hiding; would you show me some more?"

"It is worth noting that he came to my camp to save someone." Huaye disregarded the objections of his subordinates and walked directly into the tent. There, he saw a person with their back to him, a man and a woman lying side by side on the couch, with the person facing away clearly being a master skilled in using internal energy to push others, seemingly of some age. However, upon seeing the appearance of the two young individuals on the couch, Huaye's heart understood a bit more; this young couple likely had a significant background, and even in their unconscious state, it was difficult to conceal their noble aura.

The fine water trembled, forming five sword flowers, which coalesced into a silver arc before Wanfu, coming to an abrupt halt. Linghu Tuan Yuan said solemnly: "It was this final move that forced me to retreat more than ten steps."

After Huaye emerged from the medical tent, Wanfufu said in a soft tone: "Your Highness, Miss Linghu, have you distinguished which leg is on top and which leg is below?"

The vision of Emperor Yong is superior to his own, and at this moment, he is convinced. Perhaps it is precisely due to the straightforwardness of King Liang that he is able to advance further in martial arts. Linghu Tuan Yuan possesses exceptional talent and has an extraordinary master to guide her; her understanding of martial arts is profound, which makes Wanfu sigh in admiration. However, King Liang urges him to remain silent. Without a martial arts master like Lijiamu to teach, King Liang is still able to discern the difference between the orchid finger and the snapping finger ahead of others

Wanfu once again sighed in his heart, if there are disciples like this, he would willingly spend his entire life in the jade ring

Wanfeng's words made the two of them hold their breath. "Xirijiamu, he is the half-brother of your father, the emperor, and his mother is Consort Li, the most beautiful woman of the Great Gao in her early years. Since ancient times, beautiful women have often met with misfortune; Consort Li died at the age of only twenty-two, which led to Lord Mu's cold and reclusive nature. He inherited Consort Li's unparalleled beauty, but this beauty brought him endless troubles. Your Highness, you have been favored by His Majesty and cherished by your mother since childhood, truly a child of heaven, so you cannot imagine how Lord Mu spent his childhood and youth. I will only mention one thing: back then, Prince Liu attempted to assault Lord Mu, who, at the tender age of nine, pierced him through with a sword, leaving him chilled to the bone. Xirijiamu, he is the person I respect the most after His Majesty; had he not been significantly younger than me, he would undoubtedly be the top expert in Gao. In martial arts, he is the most talented person I have ever seen." Wanfeng then spoke sternly, "This is a matter of the Forbidden City! You must remember that this person is your teacher and a senior figure to you all."

"Don't go, adults!" The soldier urged

Wanfu seemed to understand his question, and then said: "It is all the fault of this old servant. His Majesty commanded me to secretly protect the Crown Prince, but it is rare for me to leave the palace. It is a rare opportunity to behold the splendid landscapes of our great country. For a moment, I lost myself in the beauty of the hills and valleys, intoxicated by the picturesque scenery of the land, ah... how beautiful it is!"

After a moment of silence, Wan Fu softly said: "Whether you are loyal or rebellious, I can see it clearly. It is just that your foolishness and ignorance make me feel exasperated. The Wang family has set a trap for you, and you have plunged headlong into it. Fortunately, you understand reason and did not end up in confusion in the end... Now, let me ask you a question: With the governor now dead and the prefectural government besieged, what do you intend to do?"

Linghu Tuan Yuan was taken aback; she had not grasped Wan Fu's character, yet Wan Fu had seen through her. Upon seeing the Liang Wang serve another bowl of rice porridge and continue to eat with his head down, she suddenly understood that, having also been pampered since childhood, Liang Wang was actually more capable of enduring than she was. "Thank you for your guidance, Your Excellency!" Linghu Tuan Yuan lowered her head.

The western sun cast a faint glow on Xihai Xuanhao, whose nostrils twitched slightly, yet he remained silent

Wanfu smiled and said, "If you eliminate the traitorous rebels of Tongshan for His Majesty, I, Wanfu, will grant you a chance to live."

At the military camp of Huaye, located at Nanjingkou on the southern bank of the Man Shen River, which is under the jurisdiction of Tongshan Prefecture, the officer Hua, with a fair complexion and slight beard, is issuing military orders. The danger at the river mouth has been eliminated; however, it is strange that none of the soldiers sent to the prefecture have returned, nor have any messengers been dispatched from the prefecture. Hua plans to leave a small contingent of soldiers to continue guarding the dam and patrolling the borders, while he himself will lead the main force back to Tongshan City.

Seeing Wanfu hesitate, Linghu Tuan Yuan unceremoniously sat down on the ground. Wanfu, feeling helpless, knew a bit about the background of the little ancestor of the Linghu family, so he could only flick his sleeves and sit down on the ground as well

In fact, the conversation between Wanfu and Huaye was intended for King Liang, so that he would understand that the true treachery lies with the Gao Nan Wang clan. Huaye is a capable individual; he has taken the private soldiers of Gao Nan but does not heed the commands of the Wang clan. The wooden stones in the valley at the Tongxi checkpoint are precisely to prevent the Wang clan from launching a surprise attack. When Wanfu asked him to eliminate the traitors, he immediately bowed and left without a word. If his heart were not as clear as a mirror, how could he make such a decisive choice? In reality, he is the one who knows best which soldiers are the traitors of Gao Nan and which areas belong to the traitor's camp. When Wanfu asked him to eliminate the traitors, he immediately bowed and left without a word. If his heart were not as clear as a mirror, how could he make such a decisive choice? In reality, he is the one who knows best which soldiers are the traitors of Gao Nan and which areas belong to the traitor's camp.

Linghu Tuan Yuan put down her hands. While lying down, she had already thought it through; since Wan Fu also knew her mother, she had to design a way to engage him. The privileged young master once said that in human interactions, there must be reciprocity; if you have brought joy to the other party, you should also allow them to bring joy to you. Only after mutual understanding can one find a compatible connection. Indeed, as soon as she raised her hand, Wan Fu was delighted. However, this was merely the beginning; Wan Fu, having become the favored official of Emperor Yong, had seen all sorts of situations. Linghu Tuan Yuan was well aware that flattery would never work; firstly, it was too insincere, and secondly, she was not skilled at it. Moreover, Wan Fu's ears had probably long been calloused from hearing flattery.

I am Tongshan Sanjun Huaye, may I ask who you are? And who is the injured person being treated inside?

The Wanfu hand seal was spread open, then slowly reformed three times, allowing the two individuals to memorize it one by one. Observing their finger movements, he sighed, "This is merely a stacking hand seal; the true hand seal is the binding hand seal. The binding hand seal has been lost to time. For decades, I have searched for the methods of the 'Tianyi Jue', 'Butian Jue', and 'Mitian Jue', yet I have been unable to find the techniques for the binding hand seal. That is the true hand seal that allows the weak to overcome the strong. I wonder how the esteemed predecessors mastered it..." The binding hand seal has been lost to time. For decades, I have searched for the methods of the 'Tianyi Jue', 'Butian Jue', and 'Mitian Jue', yet I have been unable to find the techniques for the binding hand seal. That is the true hand seal that allows the weak to overcome the strong. I wonder how the esteemed predecessors mastered it...

The food in Tongxi is rather crude, and Linghu Tuan Yuan pursed her lips a few times, but upon seeing that Wang Liang remained unfazed, she reluctantly swallowed it down. Observing her condition, Wanfu gently said: "Miss Linghu, it seems that your father truly loves you, as he has not allowed you to suffer from poverty or hardship. This is not necessarily a bad thing. However, I advise you to endure a bit more hardship; only then can you achieve great success in the future"

This is called the Stacking Hand Seal, which gathers all of one's internal energy to create an unstoppable aura. After interlocking the ten fingers, it forcibly enhances the original internal energy by two to three times. When you encounter an opponent stronger than yourself, you can use this technique to determine life and death. To say that it determines life and death means that once this technique is executed, it will drain all of your internal energy, leaving you unable to fight for a short period. It is either the enemy dies or I perish. Therefore, this is a technique that should not be used unless it is a matter of life and death.

King Liang inquired about the knife merely as a pretext; what he truly wished to ascertain was whether the other party was indeed a subordinate of King Qin, and why Wanfu had arrived at such a timely moment

What is it

"Your fingers are too long," Xi Ri Xuan Hao coldly pointed out

That is Your Highness's fortune! This old servant enjoys wandering from east to west. Although I am not old, my memory is not very good. Just a few days ago, I mistakenly went to the wrong place and ended up in Kainan. Fortunately, this old servant, knowing shame, made a determined effort to return. Here I am, finally bringing Your Highness back, and even gaining an additional benefit.

I understand now, that knife was indeed broken like this by my father-in-law

That person's fortune has run out, hence he has died. As for you, if you trust me, you will live; if you do not, you will perish. Wanfu suddenly laughed, his laughter as brilliant as summer flowers, a single smile transforming his ordinary appearance, yet making others even more fearful.

The prince said with a hint of frustration, "You arrived just in time, if it weren't for your rescue, I would have had to make a trip to the Dragon Palace under the water."

Hua Ye Shuren entered the medical tent, but before he could discern the situation inside, a gust of cold wind pushed him and the soldiers out.

Madam Wang exclaimed in surprise as a red shadow silently blocked her path. Unfamiliar with martial arts, she only heard another person shout in a low voice, saying: "Seeking death!" However, following that shout, the silent red shadow erupted with a thunderous sound, while the person who had called out "seeking death" fell to the ground. Behind Wu Que, she could not see how the two engaged in combat; all she witnessed was a rain of blood accompanied by a tremendous noise, with blood splattering across half of the room, causing Madam Wang to faint in fear.

The flowers and fields were in turmoil. At this moment, King Liang suddenly turned over, one leg landing on Linghu Tuan Yuan's leg. Linghu Tuan Yuan felt the weight and let out a sound from his throat, pulling his leg back and turning over, but instead pressed a leg onto King Liang. Wanfu's expression stiffened once again; he didn't need to turn around to know from the noise that the two little ancestors were not allowing anyone to have peace.

"Father-in-law, what is the third move?"

Linghu Yue quickly led his men to the scene, and the members of the Linghu clan immediately set about clearing the bloodshed without a word. When Guard Gu returned, he learned that assassins had attacked, and the Linghu clan had worked together to eliminate them, turning the enemy into a hornet's nest. Since it was Linghu Yue who had said it himself, Guard Gu had no doubts at all

King Liang stood by, looking down at the two men, and suddenly collapsed without warning, revealing that he too was exhausted. Wanfu silently lamented, exerting his other hand to support King Liang on his other shoulder. He looked up at the sky, his slightly yellowed face finally showing a hint of heaviness. What was Linghu Yue really thinking? If he were in his position, he would never dare to be so bold. The two individuals on his shoulders were unknown to others, but did Linghu Yue not know their connection? What was Linghu Yue really thinking? If he were in his position, he would never dare to be so bold. The two individuals on his shoulders were unknown to others, but did Linghu Yue not know their connection? Or was it that Linghu Yue saw through Emperor Yong's reluctance to let King Liang encounter danger? The fox who had lost all his great cultivation had a sharper mind than ever.

Wanfu extended his hand, pinching her yellow handbag with three fingers and bringing it to his eyes, gently saying: "Good child, today, just because you refuse to let go, your grandfather should reward you. Your grandfather will teach you three moves, so that you understand that in this world, strength is not determined solely by the level of cultivation or the height of martial power. You both pay close attention!"

King Liang snorted, and without needing him to push her aside, Linghu Tuan Yuan had already retracted her legs. She turned over and got up, raising her hands to ask: "Your Excellency, instead of talking about legs, why not talk about hands? If His Majesty's hands were to be injured, would you treat them the same way?"

Father-in-law! Linghu Tuan Yuan has gone out, intending to catch Wanfu's hand to shake it

Linghu Tuan Yuan said with a苦脸: "The eunuch is fooling me"

"Sir, sir, an unreasonable person has come to the camp, occupying the medical tent, claiming that he will treat his own injuries and forbidding us to assist. You must go and take a look; the brothers are no match for him, and one by one they have been kicked out." The military doctor reported angrily

Wanfu curiously extended a hand to her, but Linghu Tuanjuan did not take it; instead, he gestured for him to sit down. Wanfu had always been averse to dirt, and even while carrying the two of them up the cliff, he did not allow any mud to soil them. At this moment, the rain had indeed stopped, but the cliff was muddy, making it difficult for him to sit down.

The elder knows that the person would never speak a word related to your mother, but the elder is not that person. Wanfu said with a strange smile, "Your mother is someone I have yet to understand completely, but there is one thing about her that I admire the most."

Wanfuxian first secured Liang Wang, then released Linghu Tuan Yuan. "Oh dear, Your Highness, I apologize, the old servant arrived a step late, causing Your Highness to suffer a cold shot for no reason."

King Liang did not know when he opened his eyes, leaning against the couch with a cold gaze. Just now, when he pressed his leg against her, he made a decision: if there were to be another time, he would never kick her away, but would instead use her as a shield. However, there would be no next time; he, Xi Ri Xuan Hao, could not be defeated even by a sixteen-year-old girl. In Da Gao, where martial prowess is revered, as a member of the royal family, how could he allow himself to be protected by others for a lifetime? The knife on the cliff was considered the end of his grievances with that scoundrel. In Da Gao, where martial prowess is revered, as a member of the royal family, how could he allow himself to be protected by others for a lifetime? The knife on the cliff was considered the end of his grievances with that scoundrel.

Wu Que once again stood outside the small room, facing north. The rain had stopped, yet no rainbow was in sight. Must one create a rainbow in their heart? A faint smile of mockery curled at the corners of his mouth. This place is Tongshan, a mountain city, not his hometown Wangshu

With a smile and a nod, Wanfu, who is usually known for his cold demeanor and words, is rarely approachable. It is truly puzzling how he could have taught such a disciple

The camp cook brought rice porridge and hot water, and the three of them each ate, harboring different thoughts. Linghu Tuan Yuan did not inquire about his mother, Liang Wang was unaware of the identity of the Black-Clad Martial Saint, while Wan Fu was deep in contemplation, wondering if Li Jia Mu would still head north after being beaten by him

The retreat of the enemy is a good thing, but the absence of flaws is even more concerning. As one side diminishes, the other side grows; the pressure on Tongshan City has lessened, which in turn means that the pressure on the Liang King has increased significantly

After Wanfu spoke a few words, Linghu Tuan Yuan once again inquired on behalf of King Liang, "Your Excellency, what is the background of that Martial Saint?"

Your Excellency, you flatter me; I am merely fulfilling my duty

Wuqie returned to the small room where the Wang family was detained. In fact, it was not Linghu Tuan Yuan or Liang Wang who first noticed something was amiss with the Wang family, but Wuqie himself. When Wang arrived with her maid to the side hall to care for the sleeping Linghu Tuan Yuan, Wuqie exchanged a glance with her. Although the discerning eye of the affluent young master was not as keen as that of the old Daoist Wanfu, he was indeed a graceful and handsome young man. Wang displayed a hint of envy towards him, and this slight envy was enough for Wuqie to sense something was off with Wang. Since Wang lacked martial skills, Wuqie merely took note of it without speaking out. He waited until Wang herself approached Liang Wang to mention it, at which point Wuqie no longer needed to say anything and took Linghu Tuan Yuan to see Wang's smile.

Tongxi Camp, Linghu Tuan Yuan found the source of Wanfu's interest.

Alas, you are still too young to appreciate your grandfather

Wuqiu slowly wiped away the droplets of blood splattered on his face, casually taking with him that faint trace of mockery. The corpse of the deceased on the ground was mutilated, not much better off than Hong Furens' fate; only the head remained intact, the black veil having fallen off before death, revealing a face of horror and fear. Until his last breath, he could not believe that he had met his end at the hands of a youth whose cultivation was one level lower than his own. If Linghu Tuan Yuan had been present, she would have recognized that the deceased was the Songshan swordsman she had fought against and failed to defeat.

After she diligently finished a bowl of coarse porridge, Wanfu smiled at her and said, "Good child, the elder will make an exception and say a few words from the forbidden language!"

Wanfu remained silent as he watched the birth of Prince Liang and observed his growth, yet he did not perceive him as clearly as Emperor Yong did. It is well known that among all the princes, Emperor Yong favored Prince Liang the most, for Prince Liang not only resembled him closely but also possessed a straightforward and courageous nature. There were officials who secretly speculated that Prince Liang lacked the qualities of a successor and was merely a reckless man. Although Wanfu did not share this view, he also felt that Prince Liang was unlikely to achieve greatness; however, anything favored by Emperor Yong was also cherished by Wanfu. Wanfu had always regarded Prince Liang as a spoiled prince, but it now appears that this was not the case.

As the setting sun cast a dim light, Xiriyuan Hao pressed his thin lips together, and his face instantly turned pale. No matter how quickly the knife was drawn, there was no pain at the moment, but later it would be excruciating. He suppressed his voice and asked, "Father, what can you discern from this blade?"

Huayeno felt it was strange. Although this flood was the worst in a decade, it was also the best managed one he had experienced. There were no casualties among the residents near the Nanjiangkou area, and only a few soldiers sustained minor injuries while building the dam. The injured soldiers refused to enter the medical tent, which has remained empty until now. How could there be any injured persons?

Wuqie patrolled beneath the wall of the state capital and noticed that the number of martial artists outside the wall was rapidly decreasing. Having practiced the art of concealing his aura for a long time, he could sense any martial artist beneath his level within a radius of three zhang.

Wan Fu focused intently, but what he saw was not the gentle stream, but rather the young girl dancing with a sword. He was aware of the backgrounds of the black-clad martial saint and the swordsman, but now was not the time to deal with them. Instead, the girl before him was one of the two significant matters related to his journey.

Linghu Tuan Yuan understood that asking him whether the Martial Saint originated from Mount Song at this moment was meaningless. Since Wanfu had already stated that the Songshan Sect would be destroyed, it was a foregone conclusion. Moreover, the important matter did not lie with the Martial Saint, but rather with the mastermind behind it. Whether it was King Liang or Wanfu, neither had ever mentioned the words "King Qin," and the implications of this hesitation were self-evident

Then have someone prepare millet porridge, hot soup, and hot water; in this small place, we can only make do for the time being

After Huaye entrusted someone to handle the matter, she slowly turned back. Wanfu was already seated in front of the couch, his expression somewhat relaxed. When Huaye clearly saw his appearance, she was once again taken aback. His looks were unremarkable, but it was his aura that was astonishing; among all the people Huaye had encountered, even the head of the Wang family did not possess such presence

Linghu Tuan Yuan understood that to truly achieve greatness, one needs both keen insight and swift hands. This is true in all martial arts; the simplest techniques are often the hardest to master. However, is it not a bit distasteful to always flaunt one's delicate fingers?

I once believed that my master was the most formidable person in the world, his sword unmatched. However, after the eunuch left that day, my master personally told me that twelve years ago he was not as good as you, and even after twelve years, he still falls slightly short of you. My master either does not speak, or when he does, it is always golden words of wisdom

When Wanfu learned about the "pepper powder," both of them woke up. Since they wanted to play along, he decided to join in, treating those four hands as four chicken wings, coated in flour, ready to be fried in the oil.

Linghu Tuan Yuan felt a chill run down his spine. What is the language of the Forbidden City? Wanfu is both cunning and arrogant

Well, this is called "Ten Thousand Blessings to the Imperial Court"

She looked at Wanfu and once again felt her own clumsiness in speech. This "flirting" was indeed a profound art, more difficult than martial arts; one must first be well-acquainted with the other person's temperament to engage in it. However, Wanfu was sometimes teasing and sometimes sinister, his temperament unpredictable, much like his identity, being both a prominent eunuch and a top-notch expert. Should she regard him as a eunuch or as a master? The most crucial question was whether he was a close friend or an enemy of her master.

From the cliff, he could see everything clearly; at a critical moment, King Liang made the right choice. Linghu Tuan Yuan could not be used as a shield; this was not a matter of morality, but rather a judgment of the situation. In the spirit of mutual assistance, preserving one's companions is tantamount to preserving oneself. Wanfu did not resolve the incoming flying dagger for King Liang, intending instead to let him experience some hardship and learn a lesson. None of his brothers were like him; if he remained oblivious, he would only ever be King Liang in this lifetime. Wanfu did not resolve the incoming flying dagger for King Liang, intending instead to let him experience some hardship and learn a lesson. None of his brothers were like him; if he remained oblivious, he would only ever be King Liang in this lifetime. Emperor Yong could not protect him for life; should the situation worsen in the future, an oblivious King Liang would only be at the mercy of others.

"Father-in-law, what is the name of this move? Is it called the Stacking Hand Seal?"

Where should I start? Linghu Tuan Yuan had no experience. She turned to glance at Xi Ri Xuan Hao, who lay motionless, his face pale and his thin lips faded to a gray line. No matter how despicable this villain was, he still had his merits; if he had not kicked her away from the cliff, it would have been her body pierced by that long knife, and it would be her lying here pale and motionless at this moment.

Linghu Tuan Yuan playfully teased Wang Liang with veiled words, yet Wang Liang responded with kind and gentle words. She felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, believing that evildoers would eventually meet their match. Little did she know that Wang Liang had always spoken this way in front of the princes, and having lived in Shengjing for many years, he had long since become accustomed to his temperament. The playful Wanfu was more approachable to the princes than the cold Wanfu. When he was playful, Wanfu resembled a favored eunuch, but when he turned cold, he was the foremost expert in Gao. The playful Wanfu was more approachable to the princes than the cold Wanfu. When he was playful, Wanfu resembled a favored eunuch, but when he turned cold, he was the foremost expert in Gao.

The previously silent King Liang suddenly asked: "Who is her master?" That day at the Pan Family Pavilion, Li Jiamu left an indelible impression on him

Three fingers unite their strength, focusing on a single point. Once again, Wanfufu has resorted to the technique of pinching with his yellow claws.

With a flick of her fingers, Wanfu followed the momentum and gently tapped on her wrist, causing Linghu Tuan Yuan to suddenly feel a tingling sensation in her wrist

The elder is, of course, most skilled in the art of serving others

Turning back, Linghu Tuan Yuan, who had an idea, fixed his sparkling gaze on Wan Fu and said, "Master, I did not quite understand what you and General Hua were discussing just now. Forgive my ignorance, could you please explain it to me? What exactly is going on?"

King Liang snorted softly. Wanfu moved swiftly, casting a forbidden technique that sealed the blood vessels on the left side of King Liang's body. Then, he pinched the blade of the long knife with two fingers, causing Linghu Tuan Yuan to feel a blur before her eyes. When her vision cleared, the long knife had already been withdrawn from King Liang's shoulder. The wound on King Liang had not even had time to bleed before Wanfu pressed it down with his palm.

Linghu Tuan Yuan immediately set down his chopsticks and listened quietly

Wanfu nodded and said in a low voice: "Since the Songshan Sect moved to Gaonan, it has been declining with each generation. Now they even dare to attempt an assassination on King Liang; the day of their destruction is not far off"

Linghu Tuan Yuan was familiarizing himself with the handprints, the medicinal powder from his hands falling to the ground. "Your Highness, you are already quite impressive. Is it really necessary to have so many handprints? I think one would suffice."

Wanfu covered the shoulder injury of Liang Wang and said in a soft tone: "Are you the flower soldier? Good, you come in alone, if anyone else comes in, I will not be polite!"

But at the command of the adult! Huaye suddenly knelt down on the ground. He was not a fool; if Wanfufu could speak of the Wang family's plot against him and also knew about the affairs of the prefectural government, then the matter must be significant

Wanfu came to his senses and said softly: "Since you are a disciple of that person, the martial arts mental method you practice must be the 'Mitian Jue'. In fact, this mental method is originally designed to overcome the strong with the weak, to defeat the superior with the inferior. Just watch closely, the third move, hehe, is my own creation."