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Suddenly, two agile figures appeared in sight. One of the men, dressed in a Black Python Robe and wielding a long sword, exuded an imposing presence.
He struck with speed, precision, and ferocity; his sword danced like a dragon, resembling a startled phoenix. His movements were swift, as quick as a Specter.
The long sword in his hand seemed almost alive, shimmering with countless starlights as it twisted and turned. Each move was relentless and aggressive, creating a mesmerizing effect that could leave onlookers feeling dizzy if they stared too long.
This man was none other than the Living Yama!
Seeing him again truly shocked Le Yao Yao, filling her heart with confusion.
Why was the Living Yama here!?
However, no one provided her with an answer at that moment. Le Yao Yao quickly shifted her gaze from the man to the person he was fighting against.
The opponent was a woman!
She appeared to be around twenty years old and possessed an extraordinarily enchanting beauty.
Dressed in a Crimson Silk Dress, her black hair flowed like silk, and her heavy makeup accentuated her alluring features.
Yet at this moment, her face was filled with a chilling aura of murder; her eyes were cold, and her Red Lips were tightly pressed together, indicating that she was not taking this lightly at all.
Indeed, her opponent was far too powerful for her to underestimate!
What surprised Le Yao Yao the most was that the weapon in the woman's hand was an elongated Long Whip.
The Long Whip seemed to come alive in the woman's grasp, moving effortlessly. As she swung it, the tip of the whip glimmered with a cold light.
It turned out that the end of the Long Whip was equipped with an iron hook.
The sharp, pointed iron hook, if it were to pierce someone's body, one could only imagine how gruesome it would be when pulled out.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but shiver, and her heart began to worry for the Living Yama.
Although, with the Living Yama's skills, he might not necessarily lose to this woman, she was still afraid—afraid that he would get hurt.
With her heart filled with concern, Le Yao Yao stopped by the side and did not leave.
Beside her, Tong Yaar also stayed put.
Not for any other reason, but because Tong Yaar not only saw Leng Junyu there but also noticed Nangong Junxi was present, engaged in a fierce battle with several individuals who were clearly from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
Although Nangong Junxi was skilled, seeing him surrounded by those people made Tong Yaar's dark eyebrows shoot up in anger as she shouted.
"How dare you attack my Second Senior Brother!? Second Senior Brother, I'm coming to help you!"
With that, Tong Yaar drew a long sword from her waist and joined the fray.
At that moment, Le Yao Yao realized that Tong Yaar was also skilled in martial arts and quite formidable at that.
After all, as a disciple of the Tianshan Daoist, how could she not know martial arts!?
However, Le Yao Yao later tragically discovered that all the people who had originally come to enjoy themselves at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion had fled, leaving only those still fighting against the Living Yama.
However, those people all possessed martial arts skills, and she was the only one who did not. At this moment, she felt the most vulnerable.
After all, swords and blades have no eyes; if someone saw her and wanted to kill her, she would be done for.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao wanted to find a place to hide. Initially, she planned to leave, but seeing the living Yama present made her uneasy.
So, Le Yao Yao turned around and noticed that there was no one behind the counter. She hurriedly hid there.
She thought that hiding there would keep her safe, but little did she know that just as she crouched down, a person from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion was sent flying and landed right on the counter.
With a loud crash, the wooden counter was instantly smashed to pieces by the impact, and the person who fell on it was spitting blood, lifeless.
Her eyes widened in shock as blood continued to trickle from her mouth.
This scene left Le Yao Yao stunned; a chill rapidly crept up from her feet to the top of her head.
Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, a piercing scream escaped her lips—
“Ah—”
Le Yao Yao's scream echoed through the air with such intensity that it resonated far and wide.
Under normal circumstances, Leng Junyu would not have paid any attention to such a scream from anyone else. Moreover, seeing that he was about to capture this woman, he certainly would not let this opportunity slip away.
After all, this woman was none other than the leader of the cult, Crimson Robe.
This cult was notorious for its cunning schemes and ruthless actions, making it a target for extermination not only by the Celestial Yuan Dynasty but also by Great Xia and other nations. Everyone wanted to see it eradicated.
Moreover, the recent large-scale massacre of young girls for their hearts and blood had thrown the people of the Celestial Yuan Dynasty into a state of panic.
Although they had managed to capture and kill many cult members through clever tactics, forcing the cult to be more cautious, as long as the cult remained, it would always be a grave threat to Heavenly Origin.
Thus, upon learning that there were cult members in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, Leng Junyu decided to lie in wait. Sure enough, he spotted Crimson Robe and other cult followers once again.
He could not afford to miss this opportunity, so Leng Junyu led his men into battle.
At that moment, his target was Crimson Robe. If he could capture her alive and extract the location of the cult's headquarters from her, he would be able to strike a decisive blow.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, a piercing scream suddenly echoed through the air.
If it had been anyone else screaming, he would have ignored it completely. However, that voice was so familiar, it felt like...
As this thought crossed his mind, Leng Junyu's attention was drawn to a Little One at the counter.
When he saw the Little One's appearance, Leng Junyu's heart sank, and his brows furrowed in concern.
Because just as he was distracted, Crimson Robe swung her Long Whip and struck his arm.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere as a sharp pain shot through his arm.
However, Leng Junyu did not make a sound. With a swift swing of his longsword, he struck Crimson Robe's arm.
With a muffled grunt of pain, Crimson Robe immediately leaped back, clutching his injured arm, his expression growing more serious.
His cold yet alluring eyes scanned the surroundings cautiously.
Seeing the numerous casualties among his followers, he realized that if this continued, he would surely meet his end. With that thought in mind, Crimson Robe put his fingers to his mouth and whistled.
The cultists who had been fighting Leng Junyu's subordinates immediately retreated, ceasing their chaotic battle and swiftly withdrawing like a receding tide.
Crimson Robe did the same.
But Leng Junyu would not let this opportunity slip away.
After all, the cultists were cunning and well-hidden, more elusive than rats. Having finally tracked their whereabouts, he was determined not to miss this chance and intended to pursue them.
However, noticing Leng Junyu's intentions, Crimson Robe threw something from his hand.
With a loud bang, a thick cloud of white smoke quickly spread out.
The smoke was not only dense but also had a choking odor, resembling a tear gas grenade.
Those who inhaled the smoke began to cough violently, tears streaming down their faces, leaving them unable to continue the chase.
Seeing this, Crimson Robe smirked disdainfully, covering his injured arm with one hand as he planned to take advantage of the situation to escape.
However, in the end, it seemed she thought of something, and with her beautiful eyes, she glanced toward the person at the counter.
After all, just a moment ago, she had been no match for Prince Rui. If he hadn’t been distracted at the last moment, she would have already become a victim of his sword.
Who could possibly distract the usually cold and ruthless living hell?
Out of curiosity, Crimson Robe swept her gaze again, and when she saw the petite figure in front of the counter, her slender, enchanting eyes widened in shock.
“W-Why…”
Crimson Robe looked utterly stunned, but that expression lasted only a moment before she quickly turned and hurriedly disappeared into the peach grove.
No one noticed the unusual look on Crimson Robe's face.
Not even Le Yao Yao.
At this moment, she was already choking on the thick white smoke, tears streaming down her face as she continuously covered her mouth and coughed.
The burning pain in her throat and nasal passages made Le Yao Yao feel as if she were about to suffocate.
Just then, Le Yao Yao felt a force at her waist. Before she could react, she was swept away.
When she came to her senses, Le Yao Yao realized that she had left the Drunken Immortal Pavilion and was now standing in a peach grove not far from it.
The summer peach blossoms had long since fallen, and some branches still bore a few leaves, giving off a somewhat desolate appearance.
The summer sun blazed down upon the earth, casting a fiery glow over everything. The sky was clear, and the weather was exceptionally fine.
On the lake, the Azure Water shimmered, with enchanting lotus flowers blooming amidst the verdant Lotus Leaves, swaying gently in the breeze and releasing a delicate fragrance that was utterly delightful.
However, at this moment, Le Yao Yao had no mind to admire the picturesque scenery, for she was suffering immensely, tears and snot streaming from her face.
What made it worse was that despite the scorching summer heat, she felt as if she were freezing all over.
This was not without reason!
It was because a man, as cold as Eternal Ice, stood beside her, emanating an intensely frigid aura that made Le Yao Yao shiver uncontrollably.
After finally catching her breath, she timidly lifted her flushed Little Face to meet the expressionless visage of the man beside her.
There he stood, his stern face marred by bulging veins on his forehead. His already icy Cold Eyes narrowed further into a menacing glare that sent chills down her spine.
Beneath his straight nose, his tightly pressed lips betrayed his displeasure.
Feeling the man's cold and violent gaze upon her, Le Yao Yao was overwhelmed by a sense of impending doom.
She quickly inhaled sharply, realizing that disaster was imminent.
Oh my! The living embodiment of hell looked terrifying right now...
Just as Le Yao Yao's heart raced with fear, the man standing in front of her finally spoke.
"Don't you have anything to say to me!?"
"Uh..."
Hearing that bone-chilling voice filled with anger, Le Yao Yao hurriedly swallowed a large gulp of saliva, then forced a smile, trying to appear innocent.
After all, she understood the saying that one should not strike a smiling face.
"Well, um, Your Highness, the weather is really nice today... uh..."
As she spoke those words, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but secretly bite her tongue.
What was she thinking, saying something so ridiculous in this situation?
However, upon hearing her words, the expression on the face of the living Yama softened slightly into a smile. Yet, the smile did not reach his eyes, and suddenly he took a step closer to her.
Le Yao Yao was startled and instinctively took a step back.
The voice of the living Yama reached her ears again.
"How dare you come to such a place while I am here in secret? It seems your courage is growing bolder. Or perhaps I have been too indulgent with you? Hmm?"
His words were soft and gentle, seemingly harmless. But to Le Yao Yao's ears, they sent chills down her spine and made her break out in a cold sweat.
She knew that coming to such a place had angered the living Yama.
Oh my!
If she had known, she should have checked the calendar before going out. Now not only had she sneaked into a brothel, but she was also caught red-handed by the living Yama. Was the heavens trying to take her life!?
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt like crying but had no tears.
However, Le Yao Yao still made one last desperate attempt.
"Yu, it's not that I wanted to come to a place like this. It's because... because someone brought me here..."
Le Yao Yao stammered, quietly defending herself. At this moment, she could only sacrifice Tong Yaar.
After all, Tong Yaar was his Senior Sister Three!
Le Yao Yao thought to herself, and upon hearing this, Leng Junyu couldn't help but ask.
"What!? So there’s an accomplice!? Who is that person!?"
At this point, a cold glint flickered in Leng Junyu's eyes.
The thought that someone had brought her to such a place made him feel that he must punish that person properly!
Just as he was thinking about this, Tong Yaar and Nangong Junxi walked over.
Upon seeing them, Le Yao Yao's eyes instantly lit up.
As Leng Junyu followed her gaze, he was taken aback when he saw Tong Yaar standing next to Nangong Junxi.
"Yaar, what are you doing here?!"
Leng Junyu was clearly surprised by Tong Yaar's presence. However, his shock lasted only a moment before he quickly regained his composure. Then, as if realizing something, he looked at Tong Yaar and asked, "Did you come together?"
"Uh... yes, yes, Senior Brother..."
Tong Yaar, who had been happily following Nangong Junxi, trembled at Leng Junyu's cold gaze. She immediately felt like a deer caught in the sight of a wolf and quickly hid behind Nangong Junxi.
After all, Tong Yaar had never feared anything in her life, except for this icy Senior Brother. She didn't even know why she was afraid of him; it was just that whenever she met his cold expression, an inexplicable fear washed over her.
On the other side, Le Yao Yao had initially intended to stand up to Tong Yaar but found that Tong Yaar was even more terrified of the living embodiment of death than she was. She was left speechless.
Leng Junyu had long since become accustomed to Tong Yaar's reactions. He remained indifferent.
After all, as Senior Sister Three, she was quite bold, yet she always felt a sense of fear towards him.
However, Leng Junyu paid no mind to Tong Yaar's actions and simply continued to ask, "Wasn't Yar staying well at Tianshan? Why did she come down? Where is Master?"
Upon hearing Leng Junyu's words, Tong Yaar seemed to recall something. Forgetting her fear, she poked her head out from behind Nangong Junxi and said with great grievance, "What's so good about Tianshan? It was so boring I thought I would die! Master went down a long time ago, and now I don't even know which country he's wandering in. He left me all alone at Tianshan to guard the place, but I refuse to do that!"
At this point, Tong Yaar was thoroughly frustrated.
After all, Tianshan was sparsely populated; it used to only have the Tianshan Daoist living there along with her, Leng Junyu, and Nangong Junxi.
Now that Leng Junyu and Nangong Junxi had come down and the Tianshan Daoist had gone off to play, she, a sixteen-year-old girl, would surely suffocate if she stayed at Tianshan any longer.
So, Tong Yaar decided not to care anymore. She casually packed her things and went down the mountain to find Nangong Junxi.
After all, among the two senior brothers, she liked the second brother the most.
She even intended to marry him.
Who would have thought that the second brother was such a blockhead? Every time he saw her, he would always hide. But she didn't care; she was determined to stick to him no matter what.
However, after coming down the mountain, she initially planned to go to Great Xia but found out halfway that the second brother had run away from his wedding and was no longer in Great Xia.
Upon hearing the news, Tong Yaar was both furious and anxious.
How could her Second Senior Brother suddenly have an unmarried fiancée? This was unacceptable!
Second Senior Brother belonged to her; no one could take him away!
With this thought in mind, Tong Yaar changed her direction.
She knew that Second Senior Brother didn’t have many friends, and since he wasn’t in Great Xia, he would surely come looking for First Senior Brother. As expected, she was right!
However, she had thought that when she arrived here, Second Senior Brother would surprise her. Little did she know, he ended up scaring her instead.
To her astonishment, after not seeing each other for many days, their reunion took place in a brothel.
Tong Yaar was infuriated; she had intended to catch him in the act but ended up getting into a fight instead.
It was only after Second Senior Brother explained that Tong Yaar learned he was here to assist First Senior Brother in capturing members of an evil cult.
Upon hearing this, Tong Yaar's previously gloomy mood lifted instantly. But now, facing First Senior Brother's dark expression, she felt a chill run down her spine.
Had she ever offended First Senior Brother?
Why did his face look so grim the moment they met?
Tong Yaar was utterly perplexed.
Finally, her gaze swept to Le Yao Yao beside Leng Junyu, noticing that Le Yao Yao looked dazed and confused, which only added to her bewilderment.
Upon hearing Tong Yaar's words, Leng Junyu merely pressed his lips together lightly and said nothing more.
However, Nangong Junxi, standing nearby, seemed to sense something and suddenly exclaimed, "Big Brother, you're hurt!?"
"What? Yu, you're injured!? Where are you hurt? Let me see!"
Hearing Nangong Junxi's words, Le Yao Yao, who was worried that Leng Junyu would punish her, suddenly became as flustered as a mother hen whose chicks had scattered.
Then, when she finally caught sight of the wound on Leng Junyu's arm, she couldn't help but gasp in shock!
Although Leng Junyu was wearing a Black Python Robe, the area around his left shoulder was completely soaked. From the torn sleeve, one could clearly see the bloody wound.
Seeing this made Le Yao Yao's heart clench painfully!
Her nose tinged with a sourness, and tears immediately blurred her vision.
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