Eine eisige Aura

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"Gu Xi! Do you still want to fight me?" she shouted at the other side. "Don't forget, swords have no eyes! Even if you can escape these thousands of poisoned arrows, what about your heroes of the martial world? Can they escape?"

"Anyone who wants to die here today, hurry up and do it!" She laughed again, extremely arrogant. "Even the King of Hell would be overjoyed to drag you all down with him!"

Everyone fell silent.

The martial world doesn't concern itself with the imperial court, and the imperial court doesn't concern itself with the martial world. This has been the tacit rule for thousands of years. I wonder what methods this Moon Worshiping Saintess used to be able to bring in the Prince of Guangling, the vassal of the Southern Frontier, as a savior.

Monk Zhikong glanced at Gu Xi, then silently retreated into the mountains.

“Amitabha Buddha, this monk advises you to let go of your attachments as soon as possible. The sea of suffering is boundless; turn back and you will reach the shore.”

He chose the safest corner and, as was his custom, delivered his concluding remarks to demonstrate his magnanimity.

With victory in sight, He Shannai was still unwilling to give up. She sneered at Pang Wan and said, "So that's what you're capable of. You're just a woman who can't handle things herself, so you find a man to rely on! The Holy Maiden of the Moon Worship, you're nothing special!"

A cold glint flashed quickly in the girl's eyes.

With a loud crack, before anyone could even see what she was doing, a long, bright red gash appeared on He Shannai's lips.

"Ugh!" Blood gushed out, and he covered his mouth in agony.

"So what if I relied on a man?"

Pang Wan retracted his whip and stood high on his horse, his face full of fawning smiles, but his back was ramrod straight: "You envy? You are jealous? I have the ability to get the Prince of Guangling to send troops, but with you, this old bastard who should be buried in the ground, even if I use all my tricks, I don't know if he will even give you a second glance! What right do you, with your foul mouth and old bones, have to speak here!"

Her red dress fluttered in the wind as she sneered, revealing her as an arrogant and unconventional person.

Just as the Kunlun Sect disciples were about to make their move, a deep, steady voice rang out: "Enough!"

Gu Xi stood in front of the green gauze tent, gazing at the man on horseback, her eyes filled with a chilling, menacing look.

"Since the other party has broken the rules of the martial arts world today and invoked the imperial court to exterminate the Moon Worship Cult, we should choose another auspicious day."

He waved to his seated subordinates, signaling that they were ready to retreat.

On the one hand, it gave everyone, who were already in a state of panic, a way out; on the other hand, it subtly accused the other side of winning unfairly.

However, regardless of the circumstances, Pang Wan has already achieved his goal.

She smiled as she rode her horse, watching the heroes of the martial world scatter like birds and beasts, smiling until Gu Xi turned around.

He looked at her with a meaningful gaze.

She mouthed to him triumphantly, "You lost."

Her smile was absolutely radiant.

Author's Note: The real show has only just begun.

Chapter Fifteen

cost

After entering the room and closing the door, Pang Wan vomited a mouthful of blood onto the ground with a loud "waa".

"Holy Maiden!" Shi Jueming looked worried and quickly handed over a handkerchief.

Pang Wan took the handkerchief and wiped her mouth, her thin shoulders trembling slightly in the cold wind: "It's nothing, it's just a backlash from my internal energy." As she spoke, she took out a pill from her bosom and ate it.

Shi Jueming's face showed even greater worry.

Half a month ago, the former leader of the sect was in seclusion healing the young master when the leader of the martial arts alliance took advantage of the situation and issued a challenge on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. The entire sect was in a state of panic and had no way to deal with the situation when the Holy Maiden suddenly returned with a deer flute, saying that as long as she had this, she could guarantee that everyone would be unharmed on the eighth day.

Upon further inquiry, it was discovered that the Holy Maiden had offered her Heavenly Silkworm Armor to the King of Guangling in exchange for their military expedition.

Shi Jueming had some reservations about this. After all, the Heavenly Silkworm Armor was an extremely valuable treasure, and there was only one in the entire world. How could it be given away so easily? However, the Holy Maiden simply patted his shoulder and smiled, saying, "The martial world and the imperial court are not related. If I hadn't unintentionally saved the youngest son of the Prince of Guangling, he would never have sent troops based on this one treasure alone."

"The Heavenly Silkworm Armor is dispensable to the King of Guangling, but his army is indispensable to the Moon Worship Sect." The Holy Maiden sighed, her expression serious and resolute. "Let alone a mere Heavenly Silkworm Armor, even ten of the sect's most treasured artifacts, I would be willing to give them all to him as long as he is willing to send troops. I have a clear sense of what is more important."

Shi Jueming found the story very reasonable and was even more pleased to think that the Holy Maiden had finally developed a dignified demeanor.

He had watched the Holy Maiden grow up since childhood. She was naturally intelligent and quick-witted. Although she did not strive for improvement in martial arts, she possessed an excellent physique and comprehension, which made her highly valued by the sect leader. Unfortunately, half a year ago, the Holy Maiden returned from a trip down the mountain severely injured. Not only did she lose all her internal energy, but she also almost lost her life. The sect leader was furious and dismissed her from her position.

However, it was clear to everyone that the leader was actually disappointed in her, and he still deeply loved the Holy Maiden; otherwise, he wouldn't have kept her by the young master's side all day. During this great chaos, the Holy Maiden returned to power and saved the entire sect from peril, and none of the elders uttered a single complaint.

Moreover, in order to suppress the invaders, the Holy Maiden did not hesitate to use a secret technique, forcibly infusing Elder Qiu's thirty years of internal energy into her body, and she went to the battlefield with great difficulty.

The power accumulated over these thirty years must be fully unleashed within seven days.

The price the Holy Maiden has to pay is that her lifespan will be reduced by ten years.

Looking at the girl meditating and breathing on the bed, Shi Jueming couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions, thinking about how she was facing such a cruel choice at such a young age.

With his insides burning and his veins churning, Pang Wan finally managed to calm the violent energy surging within him before opening his eyes and weakly wiping the fine sweat from his forehead.

“Right Envoy, there’s no need to worry.” Seeing the anxiety on Shi Jueming’s face, she assumed he was still worried about the future, so she forced a smile. “As long as the leader and Nan Yi Ge come out of seclusion in seven days, there will be nothing to fear.”

She knew that the Southern Barbarian's Marrow Cleansing Scripture had already broken through to the ninth level. If a real fight broke out, Gu Xi probably wouldn't be able to gain the upper hand against him. Add to that her uncle, the sect leader, who was virtually invincible, and those "righteous sects" wanting to wipe them out in one fell swoop? Hmph, it wouldn't be that easy!

Once the leader emerges from seclusion, all difficulties will be alleviated, so her current task is to guard Izumo Mountain for seven days.

Fortunately, before she performed the Flying Fairy Dance, she had been careful and packed her luggage into a bundle and buried it at the foot of the mountain.

—The Phoenix Robe was not lost, the Silkworm Armor was not lost, and the jade pendant given by the Pig-Headed Young Master was not lost either.

To this day, she still finds it hard to believe that the pig-headed young master she casually rescued was actually Chongtai, the youngest son of the Prince of Guangling, and had turned into such a handsome young man. When she hid in the camphor tree to peek at him, she couldn't help but gasp for a long time.

The young master knelt under the eaves for an entire day to plead with the Prince of Guangling on her behalf.