[Skip this world if you prefer] The sky was dark and all was quiet.
At the summit of Wuhen Cliff, however, came the continuous sounds of clashing swords and halberds, the rustling of battle, and the muffled groans of pain as weapons clashed with flesh.
This is a battle originating from the martial arts world. The righteous forces have gathered and surrounded the evil demonic sect members. The two sides are engaged in a fierce battle, with various strange martial arts vying for supremacy.
Yu Ling stood tall and elegant, dressed in a pure black robe, her face bearing a ferocious mask symbolizing her status as the sect leader. She stood in the very center of countless members of the demonic sect. Her well-defined hands, with prominent veins, gripped a specially made jade-bone fan that she frequently used, rubbing it between her fingers.
The situation was crystal clear. He had transmigrated again, and once again became a young and handsome human man.
No knife to my throat, no missing limbs, never crippled, beaten, or abused, all parts intact!
It looks like a good start.
But Yu Ling glanced around and ignored it.
Wow, the attackers are all well-known and respected masters from the righteous path.
They are leading the heroes of the martial arts world, defeating the demonic sect members one after another.
It seems the original owner's situation is not good.
The evil cult is in grave danger.
"Master, let me protect you and help you escape."
The person accompanying him was the original owner's confidant, who was trembling with fear, his legs shaking, and all he could think about was that he couldn't win and had to run!
His already somewhat sleazy face became even more contorted into an ugly orange.
Yu Ling frowned, raised her hand, and smacked the guy on the head with her fan.
"Stop talking such discouraging things. Instead of wasting your time, go up and help the believers hold on."
Escape? Escape my ass!
Can't you see who's around here?
These big shots who were just watching haven't even entered the fray yet, and the members of the Demonic Cult are already losing. If they could escape now, the original owner would have already done so. Why would they have to come here to do the mission?
The confidant was smacked on the head, but out of respect for the original owner's imposing presence, he dared not refute her and sullenly found a mediocre opponent to play with.
Yu Ling also began to mutter to herself.
They definitely can't win by fighting alone. It's questionable how long the Demonic Sect, with its meager resources, can hold out. This time, the martial arts masters have formed an alliance, determined to eradicate the Demonic Sect. If they fall into their hands, they're doomed.
We need to find a way to sneak out.
But Yu Ling's outfit was too unique, and her position was so conspicuous that the opponent's main attacker kept staring at her. With her subordinates' battle about to end, was she really going to surrender?
But now that he is the leader of a sect, if he surrenders, not only will his image collapse, but the righteous people will not necessarily let him go easily.
Thinking about the miserable life after being captured alive, and knowing that her martial arts skills would likely be ruined, Yu Ling felt resentful.
Having finally inherited a complete physical body with its entire body intact for the first time, he was unwilling to waste it so easily.
Fine, let's give it a shot. Even if we wipe out the original owner's demonic sect, we can't let the righteous path take me away!
Thinking this, Yu Ling flipped her wrist, and seeing that the time was ripe, she opened her jade folding fan in two swift movements. With a leisurely and graceful demeanor, she leaped out from the protective circle of the followers, decisively joining the battle.
With a flick of her slender fingers, she opened the fan, then gracefully closed it again. Using her light footwork and powerful internal energy, Yu Ling skillfully utilized the original owner's physical legacy, employing tricky moves and positioning to parry the attacks of martial arts heroes flawlessly.
Seeing the Demonic Sect leader personally enter the fray, they all drew their swords and charged forward, thus beginning a massive melee encompassing the entire martial arts world.
"You wicked demon, you are treacherous and cunning, committing countless evils and harming the martial arts world. Today, we will surely annihilate you here!"
An old man with a white beard roared angrily. Despite his advanced age, he was still in high spirits and his eyes were bright and piercing. He was the former leader of the Tiger Might Hall and was planning to earn a reputation for himself before retiring from the martial arts world.
At that moment, he made the first move, wielding a long sword with great force as he charged towards Yu Ling and slashed at her.
At this moment, a folding fan in the hands of the Demonic Sect Leader moved like a dragon, snapping shut and wrapping around the old man's blade, stopping it in its tracks. Yu Ling held it firmly, unable to pull it away.
"Old man, you have some nerve. I truly admire you. At your age, instead of enjoying your retirement at home with your grandchildren, why do you have to come and cause trouble for my Demonic Sect?"
Her dark hair fluttered in the wind, her handsome features and deep eyes were visible beneath the mask, and Yu Ling's lips curled into a wicked and wicked smile that no one else could see.
"Hmph! Cult villains deserve to be killed by everyone! I am doing this to rid the people of a scourge!"
Seeing this, the old man was enraged. He held a knife in his right hand and drew a short sword from his sleeve with his left, about to slash at Yu Ling's right arm where she was holding the fan.
A crisp, ear-piercing metallic clang rang out. Yu Ling used her internal energy to push the long sword aside with her fan, activating the mechanism inside the fan. Sharp blades pierced out from the fan ribs, barely blocking the old man's short sword.
"How is this possible?!"
The old man was jolted back three steps by the strange force and cried out in surprise. His short sword was forged from black iron, capable of cutting through iron like mud, and had caught his opponents off guard countless times. How could it be that today it was blocked by this jade-shaped bone fan?
"Would you like to come again?"
Yu Ling smiled broadly, as if mocking the old man's overestimation of his abilities.
"Hmph, you fiend, take this!"
With a short sword in his left hand and a long saber in his right, the old man glared at Yu Ling with a face full of resentment. This time, he used all his strength and put in his full power.
However, looking at the Demonic Sect Leader opposite him, who was clearly still in control, the old man had an ominous premonition.
As expected, Yu Ling kept moving, using her lightness skill to dodge countless slashes and thrusts in an instant, her folding fan pointing straight at the old man's heart.
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