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Xuanchi and the disciples of Heavenly Sword Palace often gather together in their leisure time to exchange their insights on cultivation. One day, as they were enjoying tea and discussing swordsmanship in the courtyard, a disciple who was preparing to participate in the martial arts conference casually mentioned Brocade-clad Guards in the conversation. Upon hearing the name Brocade-clad Guards, Xuanchi was intrigued and asked the disciple to elaborate on Brocade-clad Guards's remarks.
"His words were filled with a desire to rule the martial arts world, as if he wanted to unify the martial arts under the guise of The Righteous," the disciple recalled. "His speech was full of cunning and ambition, sending shivers down one's spine."
Xuanchi The worry in his heart grew heavier, and he felt an ominous presence. That night, in the sword training hall, he swung Cold Star sword by sword, surrounded by sword energy, but his heart was in turmoil. If Brocade-clad Guards's ambitions were realized, the martial arts world would fall into chaos, and Zen Chuan and the demonic sect would be in great danger.
Accompanied by the sword energy, Xuanchi's thoughts raced. He recalled the scene of his sealing, and though much time had passed, the humiliation of that moment remained deeply ingrained. Suddenly, he wondered if Brocade-clad Guards was the mastermind behind his past betrayal. Were those conspiracies, plans, and lies all orchestrated by Brocade-clad Guards?
After much consideration, he decided to inform Zen Chuan of this information, perhaps she could be aware of something.
After the end of the martial arts competition, as the sky gradually darkened, Xuanchi and Zen Chuan met in a secluded courtyard. Under the ancient tree in the courtyard, moonlight sprinkled down, casting a mysterious veil. Xuanchi's contemplative eyes were full of thoughts about the potential threats and challenges to come, while Zen Chuan also showed a resolute determination in her eyes.
"I heard that Brocade-clad Guards is planning a major attack on the demonic cult. Do you know about this?" Xuanchi looked at Zen Chuan with a deep and wise look in his eyes.
Zen Chuan nodded, her cold eyes carrying an unprecedented seriousness. "Yes, and his movements are fast. We must be prepared."
Xuanchi Quietly watching her, then slowly saying, "Our goals are the same, why not join forces to fight against Brocade-clad Guards."
Zen Chuan She was slightly stunned, then looked at Xuanchi, a strange light shining in her eyes. Xuanchi's words stirred up an unknown feeling in her heart, making her feel uneasy but also filled with anticipation.
"Okay," she finally agreed.
So, the two of them began to plot how to deal with the plan of Brocade-clad Guards. They formulated a detailed strategy to prevent Brocade-clad Guards's ambitions from various angles and protect the peace of the martial arts world.
They argued over every detail in the secret room. Xuanchi occasionally flashed a shrewd light in his eyes, while Zen Chuan carefully studied every possible situation, revealing a calm and profound look in her eyes.
Their collaboration brought them closer together. In the process of planning, they began to understand each other more. Xuanchi began to feel Zen Chuan's inner determination and pursuit of justice, while Zen Chuan also began to understand Xuanchi's loyalty to swordsmanship and the Heavenly Sword Palace.
On a rainy night, the two met again in the courtyard. Raindrops fell on the leaves, making a crisp sound. Xuanchi looked at Zen Chuan with a deep, serious gaze, "If we want to succeed, we can't afford to be careless in the slightest."
Zen Chuan nodded, her eyes filled with a determined light.
The moonlight shines through the clouds, sprinkling onto the two of them, casting their shadows long, very long. In this moment, it seems that their hearts have also drawn closer.
As time passes, the collaboration between Xuanchi and Zen Chuan becomes more tacit, and their plan gradually takes shape. However, Brocade-clad Guards's actions are also becoming faster; his subordinates have already begun to move in the martial arts world, attempting to recruit more forces to fight against the demonic sect and the Heavenly Sword Palace. Zen Chuan and Xuanchi know that time is running out.
On a clear morning, with the sky just beginning to brighten, Xuanchi and Zen Chuan arrived at a hidden chamber concealed within a remote mountain cave, known only to the two of them. This was their secret headquarters for plotting against Brocade-clad Guards. The chamber was dimly lit, casting a cold and eerie atmosphere. In the center of the chamber, they unfurled a massive map of the martial arts world, marked with the territories of various factions and the residences of important figures.
As Xuanchi gazed at the map, a glint of determination flashed in his eyes. Brocade-clad Guards was a formidable adversary, with cunning ambitions and plans. If they hadn't received the intelligence from the Heavenly Sword Palace, they might have been completely unaware of his schemes. He pondered with a furrowed brow, unconsciously tightening his grip on the hilt of the Cold Star sword.
Zen Chuan stood by his side, her gaze equally serious. This confrontation not only concerns the survival of the demonic sect, but also the future of the entire martial arts world. If Brocade-clad Guards succeeds, he will control the martial arts world, and all factions will become his puppets. She does not want to see this happen, especially now that she and Xuanchi are standing on the same side.
" Xuanchi, we need to find evidence that will convince everyone of Brocade-clad Guards's ambitions and his conspiracy," Zen Chuan suddenly spoke, her voice steady but also revealing a sense of urgency.
Xuanchi nodded, he also knew that relying solely on their word was not enough to convince other forces in the martial arts world. They needed solid evidence. So, they began to dispatch their subordinates to investigate and search for evidence that could reveal Brocade-clad Guards's ambitions.
As the days passed, the two in the secret room became partners in sleepless nights. They often discussed plans and analyzed potential dangers and difficulties in the late-night secrecy. Their trust in each other deepened unknowingly.
On a cold and Fu Ton y night, with the moon shining brightly, Xuanchi and Zen Chuan stood once again in that mysterious courtyard. But this time, their eyes held a more determined and resolute gleam. Their efforts in recent days had not been in vain, as they had finally obtained some evidence pointing to the conspiracy of Brocade-clad Guards. However, the evidence was still not sufficient to completely intimidate the other forces in the martial arts world.
"We need more time, but time is not on our side," Xuanchi said with a serious look in his eyes. He knew that as time passed, the power of Brocade-clad Guards continued to grow. They had to find irrefutable evidence that could completely expose his conspiracy before he gained full control of the martial arts world.
Zen Chuan also showed a hint of concern in her eyes. She knew that the war with the Brocade-clad Guards was no longer a simple battle between good and evil, but a major battle that would determine the future of the entire martial arts world. She remained silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Perhaps we should first make the existing evidence public, at least to alert some forces in the martial arts world."
Xuanchi pondered for a moment and nodded, "Yes, we can't wait any longer. We must do something."
So, in the next few days, they spread the collected evidence throughout the martial arts world through various channels, hoping to let more people see the true face of Brocade-clad Guards. However, the response was cold and it seemed that not many forces were willing to believe the information they provided. Some forces even began to be wary of their actions, fearing that they were trying to seize control of the martial arts world.
Xuanchi and Zen Chuan felt that the road ahead was increasingly difficult. If they could not gain more support from forces in time, the conspiracy of Brocade-clad Guards might succeed. They felt immense pressure, but in each other's eyes, they read the unyielding persistence.
On a cold midnight, snowflakes fell, covering the entire land of the martial arts world. In the secret room, Zen Chuan looked at the flying snow outside the Fu Ton ow, feeling a chill in her heart. Meanwhile, Xuanchi silently examined all the evidence they had collected, hoping to find more clues.
Suddenly, Zen Chuan's eyes lit up, as if she had thought of something. She quickly grabbed Xuanchi's hand and said, "I think I've found a possible way, maybe we can..."
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