Chapter 78

"Eight Golden Locks"

"Withered Plum Shadows"

Xun Yi and Wu Pan joined forces to fight Sun Jian in the hall. Although Xun Yi had also received the divine power of the Third Heaven, his movements were clumsy, and he could only perform his Maolin Sword Technique from beginning to end.

Wu Pan, though skilled in swordsmanship, was clearly at a disadvantage against the fake city god. The two of them, like children who had just learned to hold a sword, were being toyed with by Sun Jian.

Seeing Sun Jian's nonchalant attitude, Xun Yi felt aggrieved. He had always been the one to suppress others with his sword technique; when had he ever been suppressed?

Since Xun Yu's death, Xun Yi's sword technique had been developed in isolation. Although it could overwhelm a group of classmates, it was clearly just a show in the eyes of true experts.

Engaging in battle with Sun Jian, Xun Yi continuously refined his sword technique. From clumsy to proficient, he was gradually using Sun Jian's swordsmanship to hone himself.

Seemingly noticing Xun Yi's intention to use him as a whetstone, Sun Jian no longer held back: "Your sword technique is good, but you never truly let it go. You subconsciously protect your left chest. Is your chest a weak point?" He lightly tapped with his finger, and a green sword beam shot out.

Xun Yi hastily retracted his move, barely managing to perform "Twisted Banyan Covers the Sky," using the lush tree canopy to block the sword beam.

"Too slow," a sigh came from behind. Without realizing it, Sun Jian was standing behind Xun Yi.

Just as Xun Yi was blocking the sword energy from the front, Sun Jian's large hand lightly tapped his back.

The Heavenly Gang Battle Qi exploded, and a punch shattered his heart.

"Pity, your sword technique is good, but for the revival of our Heavenly Martial Palace, you must die."

"Spit" The Battle Qi shattered his heart from behind, and blood spurted from his chest. But Xun Yi seemed to sense something, and he looked down in disbelief.

Blood and even a piece of heart tissue spattered from his chest, but the crucial heart area was actually a stone.

"How can it be a stone?" Xun Yi was stunned. His heart was a stone?

He fell to the ground, and strange fragments of memory flashed through his mind.

Similarly lying in a pool of blood, with his heart missing, the floodgates of his deep memories opened, and the memories of a snowy day slowly surfaced.

He remembered the story the old man had told: "This young master has the heart of a sage, invulnerable to all evil. His second aunt knew the truth and deliberately had someone use evil magic to seal his divine powers. She then found an opportunity to send the young master's attendants away and took great pains to lead him to the outskirts. It was a season of heavy snow. The outskirts were covered in white, cold, and icy."

The story he had bought from the old man, upon careful reflection, was not his own experience, was it?

"Turns out I died that winter."

In the Qingyuan Hall, smoke of five colors illuminated the nine springs.

This was the place established by Xun Can, the youngest son of Duke Maode, to cultivate qi and practice. It was to train his own qi practitioners and to separate some of the Xun family's elite from the Great Zhou.

The Qingyuan Hall was located in the heart of Zhongzhou, on the Qingyao Immortal Mountain. Legend has it that the Flower Goddess once rested here, and the flowers on this mountain never withered.

After visiting his brother, Xun Tan returned to the Qingyuan Hall to pay respects to the hall master, Xun Can. As a Xun family member with cultivation talent, Xun Tan was the designated next hall master and was called "Little Princess" by the hall members.

"Hey, are you really going to spy?" Tang Shiyuan looked nervously at his companion.

Yuan Shixiao, holding a千里眼 (千里眼 means "千里 eye," which can be translated as "千里-scope" or "千里-glass," but in this context, it's a magical device for long-distance viewing), was hiding on the hilltop, peering down at Xun Tan, who was picking flowers. "Don't worry, I had someone specially refine an invisibility charm. The princess won't be able to see us."

Tang Shiyuan looked helpless and had to squeeze next to Yuan Shixiao, hoping to use his charm to avoid being detected by Xun Tan.

These two were the problem children of the Qingyuan Hall, and it was said they were born on the same day, month, and year, coincidentally climbing the mountain at the age of seven. They immediately hit it off, and since then, they had caused chaos in the Qingyuan Hall. If not for Xun Can's appreciation of their talents, he would have long killed them.

Apart from Xun Tan's extraordinary talent in comprehending the Twelve Flower Laws, these two practiced the Qinghua Mystic Qi far better than their peers. In just nine years, they were on the verge of breaking through to the First Heaven. Therefore, Xun Can, seeing their high talents, tolerated them to some extent.

Tang Shiyuan liked Xun Tan, so these two sixteen-year-old boys secretly sneaked to the hilltop to spy.

"Hey, where did she go?" Yuan Shixiao was surprised, carefully using the千里眼 to look at the garden. Xun Tan had just been making a flower wreath in the sea of flowers, but now she was gone.

"Maybe she left. Let's go quickly." Tang Shiyuan snatched the千里眼 and looked, urging his companion to leave. "Otherwise, if we're caught, we'll be in trouble."

"What if we've already been caught?" A female voice suddenly came from behind, and the two instantly broke out in cold sweat. They turned around to see Xun Tan in a green rainflower dress, wearing a five-colored pearl flower crown, her childish face flushed with anger.

"Wait, Little Princess, hear me out. It was Shixiao's idea, I came to persuade him." Tang Shiyuan immediately betrayed his companion, clearing himself of any involvement.

"Mr. Tang, didn't you see?" Yuan Shixiao, in a panic, grabbed Tang Shiyuan's neck: "Your Highness, if you punish me, he should be punished too."

"Nonsense, I clearly came to stop you. Don't drag me into this." Tang Shiyuan flipped over, pinning Yuan Shixiao down, ready to argue with Xun Tan.

"Didn't you say we should share the good times?"

"Share the good times, but you take the bad." The two wrestled, and Xun Tan, not bothering to sort out who was right or wrong, lifted her hand: "Furao Yanrui."

October hibiscus wood mist, this move also came from the Twelve Flower Laws. The hibiscus, also known as the ground lotus, could harness the power of the earth, either as mist or as thorns.

With delicate fingers, she gently pushed the hibiscus, and mist rose from the ground, forming long bands that tightly bound the two boys. Whip-like shapes formed and lashed at them.

"Princess, spare us!" While saying this, the two boys used their Qinghua Qi. Having grown up together, they knew exactly how much force Xun Tan would use. By defending with seventy percent of their strength, they could make Xun Tan calm down without getting seriously hurt.

But just as the mist whips struck, they suddenly dissipated into white smoke.

"Hey, why so light this time?" Yuan Shixiao's eyes lit up. Could the Little Princess be showing mercy, not planning to punish them, or was she ready to accept his love?

"Hey." Tang Shiyuan tugged at Yuan Shixiao's sleeve, pulling him out of his fantasy: "The Little Princess doesn't seem to be doing well."

"Hmm." Looking up, they saw Xun Tan clutching her chest, her rosy face suddenly losing color, pale as paper, and standing there unsteadily.

"Little Princess!" The two scrambled over. Yuan Shixiao hugged Xun Tan, and both quickly sent their "Qinghua Qi" to her, but they didn't sense any discomfort from her.

"Strange, the young lady's body is fine."

"Moreover, we can feel the power of her magic, which is stronger than both of us combined." The two muttered, quickly helping Xun Tan to the main hall to seek help.

On the way, Xun Tan suddenly opened her eyes: "Brother." Seemingly sensing something, she pushed away the two and ran down the mountain.

The two looked at each other, reported to the Qingyuan Hall, and followed Xun Tan down the mountain, using the transmission array at the Dao Si Temple to head to Qinglong City.

Not only Xun Tan, but also a black-clothed person in the divine city felt a sudden change when the holy spirit stone inside Xun Yi fell.

After killing the ghost-headed vulture, he entered the divine city to help, eliminating demons one by one with a slow and steady pace alongside Aunt Xue. Sensing the change in the holy spirit stone, he informed Aunt Xue and hurried to the city god's main hall.

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