Tuoba Ze said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that this ugly girl, apart from the birthmark on her face, is actually a rare beauty. She has slender bones, a graceful figure, fair and delicate skin, and when you smell her, you can smell the natural fragrance of a woman's virginity, which is so intoxicating."

Just as he was talking with lustful eyes, about to reach out and tear off the last covering on her body, ready to make love, he suddenly saw a flash of white light in front of him, as if something was approaching him at an extremely fast speed.

He seemed to instinctively stop what he was doing, and as soon as he turned around, he saw an extremely sharp longsword flying towards his head.

Instantly, his eyes widened and he swiftly and nimbly dodged, lowering his entire upper body low. The gleaming blade grazed just past his half-tied hair, startling him so much that he instinctively shrugged and squinted.

Then, with a very loud "clang," his hair, which had been neatly tied up, suddenly came loose and fell messily over his shoulders.

Even the purple-gold hair ornament used to hold her hair was slashed in two by the sharp sword, falling to the ground. Not only that, but several strands of her black hair were also cut off by the blade, fluttering down from the air to the ground.

Tuoba Ze stared at his fallen crown and severed hair on the ground, stunned and frightened by the sudden and eerie sight. He immediately rose to his feet, took two large steps forward, and roared at the empty depths of the forest where the sword had flown from, "Who? Who dares to ruin my good time? Get out here now! What kind of hero hides like that?"

Just then, a man dressed in black, wearing a dark cloak, suddenly swooped down vertically from above his head.

Just as the man was about to hit the ground, he gathered all his strength into his two palms and slammed them hard into Tuoba Ze's back. Then, he kicked him away with both feet.

Caught off guard, Tuoba Ze suffered a severe injury to his heart meridian and lost all strength. He could only let himself fall heavily forward, landing face-first in the dirt.

At this moment, he lay quietly on the cutting board like a dead fish, waiting to be slaughtered at any time.

Having clearly lost all power, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood, his veins bulging on his face, clearly in great pain, and lying on the ground, it seemed unlikely that he would be able to get up again.

As soon as the man's feet touched the ground, he put one hand behind his back and glared fiercely at Tuoba Ze, who was lying on the ground unable to move an inch. His cold and sharp eyes seemed to be able to unleash a sword.

Then he turned his head and looked at Yi Shangyun, who was lying on the rock in a pitiful state, her clothes disheveled, and unconscious. He frowned and looked at her with pity.

He quickly took off his black cloak and covered Yun's disheveled body with it. He sat down beside her and gently helped her up, pressing her against his strong chest and holding her shoulders tightly, as if he never wanted to let her go again for all eternity.

He gently shook her twice, anxiously calling out in her ear, "Yun'er, Yun'er... I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. I'm late, and you've suffered so much..."

After a while, seeing that he had his eyes closed and remained motionless, a mountain wind suddenly blew by, lifting the pure white veil on his face and revealing the five deep red finger marks that Tuoba Ze had left on one side of his face and the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing her, the man's eyes widened in surprise. He gritted his teeth and, while gazing at her face, reluctantly and carefully put the woman in his arms down.

He then picked up his sword from the ground beside the two of them, which he had just thrown and which had landed firmly in the soil. If he hadn't been worried about it potentially injuring the woman beneath Tuoba Ze, Tuoba Ze would have been killed on the spot if the shot had been less than half an inch off.

At this moment, he shielded his woman behind him, gritted his teeth, strode up to Tuoba Ze, pointed his sword directly at his head, and said angrily, "You hit her? How dare you touch my woman!"

Hearing this while lying on the ground, Tuoba Ze was extremely puzzled, then exclaimed in surprise, "Your woman? King Xuanyuan Han of Qin, how could you... Hahahaha, hahahahaha..."

"What are you laughing at?" Xuan Yuanhan asked.

Tuoba Ze chuckled, still lying on the ground with blood dripping from his mouth, and said, "It seems that fate has truly intervened! I thought that the King of Western Qin, renowned throughout the entire Lingkong Continent, was a man who was indifferent to women and had a pure heart. Therefore, I went to great lengths to create this most poisonous 'Ice Beauty Gu' for you. But now it seems that the Gu has been destroyed and you have died. In the end, it was all in vain and all my joy was in vain!"

"So the Ice Beauty Gu, the rarest and most precious artifact in the world, was specially made for me by you? ...Unfortunately, this time your efforts have truly been in vain." Xuan Yuanhan said with a sudden realization.

Tuoba Ze stopped speaking, and Xuanyuan Han asked again, "Why did you take Yun'er away?"

"Hmph, what I originally intended to take away was merely the Beauty Blood. Yi Shangyun, she delivered herself to the door of my Wanjiao Pavilion. I heard that she could cure my smallpox, and I have been very interested in her ever since. But unexpectedly, she secretly cured the Beauty Blood that I had painstakingly cultivated right before my eyes. How could I possibly let such a mysterious woman go?!"

Upon hearing Tuoba Ze's words, Xuanyuan Han exclaimed in shock, "So, the smallpox that the Crown Prince suffered from was your doing! And that beauty's blood... could it be Yu Niang...? You used Yu Niang to nourish the beauty's blood?!... But since you value talent so much, why did you harm Yun'er?"

At this moment, Tuoba Ze, enduring the intense pain, clutched his chest and slowly rose, wiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. He said, "Xuanyuan Han, in this world, have you ever seen any prey that willingly wants to become someone else's prey? Therefore, for a true hunter, as long as he possesses the prey's skin, he possesses everything about it. The same applies to women. Whoever possesses her body first, one day, she will be like those prey in your bag, belonging to you alone, inside and out, to the very core of her being. Because, in the long years to come, she will gradually realize that in this world, there will never be another man who will accept her, or treat her so gently. It's just a pity that my prey, such a gentle, kind, and graceful little white rabbit, was just a little bit away from being my possession..."

Before Tuoba Ze could finish speaking, Xuanyuan Han could no longer bear to listen to his foul language. He raised his sword and angrily thrust it towards Tuoba Ze's chest, shouting, "Tuoba Ze, you bastard!"

However, just as it was about to pierce their hearts, a clang rang out, and a short sword flew out from beside them. The short sword looked extremely valuable, with its scabbard and hilt gleaming gold and inlaid with many red and green gemstones. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be exactly the same as the one Tuoba Ze had just handed to Yi Shangyun.

As the short sword flew over, it collided with Xuan Yuanhan's long sword. The two swords clashed, making a buzzing sound that reverberated continuously.

Forced to deflect his sword, Xuan Yuanhan immediately turned around and looked in the direction from which the short sword had come. He saw a man in black robes with a black mask covering his face flying towards the two of them.

The mysterious man strode forward, picked up the fallen sword, reversed the hilt, and tucked it back into his belt. Then he reached out and supported the swaying Tuoba Ze at the waist, asking with concern, "Are you alright?"

Tuoba Ze endured the pain and shook his head slightly. Looking at the mysterious man's face, which revealed only a pair of eyes that he knew all too well since childhood, he was utterly shocked and his eyes widened.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses and looked at the mysterious man in front of her in surprise, saying, "Why are you here?"

To his surprise, the mysterious man completely ignored his astonishment and said to him in a deep voice, "I told you long ago that the Western Qin Kingdom is not so easy to deal with, but you wouldn't listen. Now you know! The powerful force that dominates the world is still missing, and you act so rashly. One day, you will surely bring trouble upon yourself."

Upon hearing this, Tuoba Ze hurriedly said, "No, Your Majesty, you may not know this, but although our years of infiltration in Western Qin ultimately failed, I now know exactly what that force is."

The mysterious man turned out to be Tuoba Hong, the second prince of the Northern Lie Kingdom, who was born two years after Tuoba Ze and was even more favored by the king of the Northern Lie Kingdom than Tuoba Ze.

This person is truly a man of both literary and military prowess, especially skilled in medicine and toxicology. He is a bright and warm figure on the vast grassland, like the sun.

Upon hearing Tuoba Ze's words, Tuoba Ze was taken aback. Tuoba Ze continued in a low voice, "The information we gathered before was incomplete because it came from different people's different experiences. If we pieced together everyone's experiences, then this mysterious power belongs to a woman from a mysterious tribe. This woman possesses a divine sword that can slay demons and monsters, her blood has the most magical power in the world, and she also possesses a sacred artifact passed down through generations that can create countless miracles."

"Oh, is there such a wondrous woman in the world?" Tuoba Hong was also stunned by what she said.

A moment later, he asked curiously, "Where did you get this information from?"

Tuoba Ze then turned his gaze to Yi Shangyun, who was still lying unconscious on the rock not far from the edge of the cliff, covered with a black cloak.

Tuoba Hong followed his gaze and looked over, asking, "Who is she? What's wrong with her?"