Fragrance rises to dance

Chapter 42

Rong Yin twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, which could be considered a smile. "It's good that you're back."

"Would you commit suicide for Li Lingyan?" Shengxiang pointed to the Tang Tianshu in Bi Qiuhan's hand.

Li Lingyan said softly, "No."

"You'd better hurry up and leave." Shengxiang stuck out her tongue. "I wouldn't dare grab someone like you who's covered in thorns, nor would I dare to fight you. Anyway, you've already lost today. We need to clean up the wounded and defeated. If you want to go back and make a comeback, why don't we just call it a day to avoid wasting time?"

Li Lingyan smiled, his almond-shaped eyes crinkling, "I've long heard of Young Master Shengxiang's great reputation, and it's truly well-deserved."

"Goodbye, and don't bother seeing me out." Shengxiang waved to him with a smile. "When I'm confident I can catch you next time, I won't be so polite to you."

"I'll spare your life next time," Li Lingyan said gently.

"Oh, you're too kind, I'll gladly accept it." Shengxiang waved her sleeves and said unhappily, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Li Lingyan glanced at Tang Tianshu, then suddenly smiled, "I'll save you next time." With that, he darted into the depths of the dark forest. In the instant he disappeared, four white figures followed behind him, making quite a show of force.

Rong Yin then took a long breath.

He slowly lowered his bow and stood still.

Even Bi Qiuhan noticed the weariness on his face. "Is Master Bai injured?"

Shengxiang shoved Nange into Bi Qiuhan's hands, saying, "This guy is yours." He then pulled Rong Yin along, and as they walked towards Fuzhen Temple, he asked, "Where's Yu Mutou?"

"They might be trapped on the first floor..." Rong Yin hadn't finished speaking when he entered Fuzhen Temple. He saw Yu Xiu supporting the leaning beam with one hand, his face full of determination. When he saw Sheng Xiang and Rong Yin enter, he smiled faintly.

"Let go. It doesn't matter if this Taoist temple collapses. Everyone outside has already left," Rong Yin said calmly.

Yu Xiu withdrew his hand, his eyes fixed on Rong Yin. "Injured?"

Rong Yin shook his head, drowsiness rising within him. "I might suddenly fall asleep, but it's alright..." As he spoke, he became somewhat delirious, when suddenly a warm, moist sensation touched his lips. He abruptly opened his eyes and saw Sheng Xiang's smiling eyes right in front of him, blinking as she gave him a firm kiss.

Even Yu Xiu was taken aback; his previously expressionless face suddenly froze.

After kissing Rong Yin, Sheng Xiang released him. Looking at Rong Yin and Yu Xiu's dumbfounded expressions, she suddenly couldn't help but laugh. "I kissed Rong Rong, hahaha... Rong Rong was..." He felt he had gotten a huge advantage and laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight. "Oh dear, your expressions... if people outside saw them, they would definitely laugh themselves to death... hahaha, oh dear, Rong Rong was forcibly kissed by me... I'm going to tell them..." He choked from laughing. "Cough cough cough, it's just too funny."

"Shengxiang!" Rong Yin was surprised for a moment, but then calmed down. He knew that Shengxiang was doing it for his own good, and this weakness must not be spread. But seeing Shengxiang's smug smile, he couldn't help but feel displeased. "The matter is over, so let's not talk about it anymore."

Yu Xiu then came to his senses and shook his head dismissively, "Li Lingyan is gone?"

“I chased him away,” Shengxiang said smugly.

If Rong Yin's arrow hadn't drawn everyone's attention, would Tang Tianshu have been so easily captured by Bi Qiuhan? Not to mention, Li Ling's defeat at the banquet, under the slight threat of Sheng Xiang, wasn't due to Tang Tianshu's capture, but rather Rong Yin's deadly aura. But Rong Yin didn't care whose credit it was, coldly smiling, "What were you and Bi Qiuhan doing?"

"We went on a secret rendezvous, originally planning to elope, but in the end we decided to come back for the money. But then we found that things were in trouble back home, so we had to come back to put out the fire," Saint Tun said with a grin, spouting nonsense.

Rong Yin glared at him deeply and said calmly, "You're always so dishonest."

"What do you mean? I'm much more honest than Rongrong. I tell you immediately where I'm sick or in pain, unlike Rongrong who has to kill herself to be happy..." Shengxiang fearlessly exposed his sore spot.

"I'm going out." Yu Xiu ignored them and walked out with his hands behind his back.

With Bi Qiuhan holding a sword to his neck, Tang Tianshu was limp and unable to resist, but he remained calm and composed.

"Are you paralyzed?" Bi Qiuhan asked coldly.

"You have eyes, why ask me?" Tang Tianshu replied with a smile.

This is Ye Xianchou's adopted son, Tang Tianshu, who found the treasure of Leshan. Bi Qiuhan looked at him for a long time, and said, word by word, "I've heard that people who can't fight always have some kind of mechanism on them."

Tang Tianshu smiled and winked. "If I had any traps on me, I wouldn't have been caught so easily. I guarantee I don't have anything on me, not even a wire."

"I don't believe you trust Li Lingyan so much that you stay by his side without taking any precautions." Bi Qiuhan held the blade to Tang Tianshu's neck, not bothering to check if Tang Tianshu was truly paralyzed. This man, like Li Lingyan, was cunning and resourceful, not someone easily subdued; it was hard to say what kind of traps or hidden weapons he might possess.

"Qiuhan, take Young Master Nan back to his room to rest. He lost a lot of blood, but his injuries aren't serious. He'll be fine after a couple of days of rest." A person walked slowly towards them, their voice gentle and comforting enough to dispel all fatigue. "I'll talk to this Young Master Tang." Bi Qiuhan felt a surge of respect for Wan Yuyuedan, nodded, and left on his own.

"Young brother, are you the Palace Master Wanyu of Biluo Palace?" Tang Tianshu asked first.

Wan Yuyue smiled slightly, answering a question unrelated to the one asked: "What Young Master Tang practices is 'Autumn Water as God, Jade as Bone'... It is said that once mastered, it can open up mountains and create paths, kill people from a hundred paces away, and turn bones into nothingness—the 'Bone-Melting Divine Skill'?"

Tang Tianshu smiled, "Young brother, you are suffering from 'sight deprivation' disease. Your eyes can hardly see anything anymore, can they?"

Wan Yuyue smiled, "It doesn't matter if you can't see, as long as you can still hear and smell, you can still distinguish the fragrance of the 'Jade Bone' herb from Young Master Tang's breath." He held a small silver needle in his hand and said with a smile, "I've heard that the 'Bone-Melting Divine Skill' can't be damaged by swords or blades, but only when the skill is almost complete will the whole body be transformed into jade, resulting in paralysis and immobility. At this time, it's like breaking out of a cocoon to become a butterfly, which is the most dangerous. If the forehead is stimulated, all previous efforts will be wasted and lifelong paralysis will occur. I wonder if the rumors are true." He actually used his hearing to locate the spot and slowly took the silver needle to prick Tang Tianshu's forehead.

Tang Tianshu was terrified. He had been easily captured without any guards, purely because he was extremely confident in his extraordinary skills. His "Bone-Melting Divine Skill" allowed him to displace acupoints even with swords and blades. He hadn't considered Bi Qiuhan's longsword a threat, but he feared Wan Yuyuedan's seemingly weak silver needle like a venomous snake. This young man smiled sweetly and spoke gently, yet his actions were ruthless, surpassing even seasoned veterans! "Wait! Don't you want to know how to neutralize 'Vision Annihilation'?"

Wan Yuyue ignored him. The tiny silver needle hovered above Tang Tianshu's forehead, just a hair's breadth away from being drawn. "I don't want to. But if you don't want your thirty years of hard work to be ruined, you have to tell me something."

"What is it?" Tang Tianshu blurted out. He was confident in his intelligence and acted by scheming, rarely fighting with others. As soon as he said this, he was extremely annoyed, which proved that he was completely at a disadvantage against Wan Yuyue.

"Does the treasure of the old man of Leshan contain a rare medicine called 'Ma Xian'?"

Tang Tianshu was truly stunned this time, then suddenly burst into laughter, "So that's how it is—"

Wan Yuyue's needle tip pierced directly into the skin between his eyebrows, penetrating a tiny sliver. "Is there or not?"

"So the Palace Master of Biluo Palace travels the world—not for chivalry, nor for sightseeing, but actually for—women." Tang Tianshu suddenly realized he had gained the upper hand, and his smile softened considerably. "Yes."

Wan Yuyue smiled even more gently than him, "You're wrong."

Was he wrong? Tang Tianshu smiled. The so-called "Ma Xian" was a rare and miraculous medicine, said to be able to bring the dead back to life, but only if the recipient was a woman. There was another miraculous medicine called "Ma Fei," which was a strange medicine that could only bring the dead back to life if taken by a man. Both of these medicines were legendary, and whether they really existed had long been a subject of much debate.

"I want the code of honor, I want to travel and enjoy life, I want Ma Xian too, do you understand?" Wan Yuyuedan spoke softly, but a hint of domineering arrogance finally shone through. "I am a very, very domineering and greedy person. I want happiness, I want honor, I want bliss... I want everything, you know? If I can fight for it, for the people I love... I want everything."

Tang Tianshu gasped; he had never seen anyone like this before.

This is an extremely ambitious person.