Chapter Thirty-Seven: Fighting Side by Side
At this moment, someone in the audience shouted, "Master Ling, it's her! It's this woman in white who killed everyone at the Night Return Inn!"
On the other side, someone chimed in, "That's right, Master Ling, she was the only one who left the inn alive that day."
Murong Hanchan: "It seems that you're the one who'll have a hard time today!"
Yu Linglong: "...Stop talking nonsense and hand over the items."
The two then fought on the stage, each move powerful and merciless.
Ling Beixiao: "You deal with the men in black, I'll handle the woman in white!"
Ling Beixiao leaped down the steps, his powerful palm striking the two on the platform. The three combined their strength, their powerful energies clashing and clanging as their attacks collided. Ling Beixiao's palm struck Murong Hanchan squarely, while Yu Linglong kicked upwards, sending Murong Hanchan's jewelry flying and landing on the stable outside the wall, next to Xiaoyao Lang.
Murong Hanchan: "Damn it!" She then tried to turn and run away.
Seeing that Murong Hanchan wanted to escape, Nie Han and Shi Jianfeng rushed forward to launch a fierce attack. Their swords and sabers moved in perfect coordination, their combined power capable of injuring an opponent from a distance of ten feet. Murong Hanchan dared not underestimate them, and unable to use both swords, she could only forcefully channel her inner energy and launch a relentless attack.
Yu Linglong and Ling Beixiao were both at the pinnacle of martial arts, and after a hundred or so moves, they were evenly matched. Ling Beixiao's palm strikes were powerful and domineering, and his punches and kicks were as swift as the wind. Yu Linglong dared not underestimate him and also unleashed her own powerful and vigorous attacks. She leaped through the air and landed on the stage, her graceful figure and white dress swaying in the wind, a dance that resembled both battle and dance.
Qiu Xia, Chun Xiang, and the others were at a loss for what to do, but their hearts remained steadfast: they would immediately lend a helping hand should Yu Linglong be in danger.
Murong Hanchan sensed that the two masters were not using their full strength in the face of their attacks, and suspected that there must be some hidden trickery involved. She had to remain calm and deal with them.
Yin Xiaosheng: "Senior brother, do you know who this man in black is?"
Xie Yunfeng said calmly, "What do you think?"
Yin Xiaosheng already knew that the woman in black was Murong Hanchan, and said shamelessly, "Oh dear, I hope I don't have to take action, otherwise it would be so embarrassing. After all, I'm a guest!"
Xie Yunfeng: "Let's wait and see. If necessary, we can't worry about anything else!"
On the field, Nie Han and Shi Jianfeng, along with their subordinates, launched a full-scale attack on Murong Hanchan. Murong Hanchan felt utterly helpless; she couldn't use her Ice Palm, and if she were to unleash her twin swords, many would die. She couldn't escape either. She could only use her powerful defensive abilities to defend herself, parrying each attack to ensure her survival, and wait for Yu Linglong to win, at which point she would have a chance to flee.
After exchanging hundreds of blows, Yu Linglong and Ling Beixiao were evenly matched. Not wanting to prolong the fight, Yu Linglong forcefully channeled her inner energy, unleashing a powerful burst of power with both palms as she struck Ling Beixiao.
Ling Beixiao was also furious. Seeing how formidable his opponent was, he channeled his righteous energy into both hands. The two forces collided, and each of them retreated several steps. Ling Beixiao admired his opponent.
Ling Beixiao's eyes narrowed, and he immediately launched an attack. He charged his qi into both hands, took a bow stance, and assumed the posture of holding a jar. Upon seeing this, Yu Linglong activated her Xuanhuang Qi to protect herself, then gathered qi in both palms, urging it to its maximum strength, and leaped towards Ling Beixiao.
Seeing Yu Linglong flying towards him, surrounded by a powerful protective aura, Ling Beixiao immediately exerted force with both hands to draw in the energy, instantly dissipating the powerful energy from Yu Linglong's palms. At the same time, the protective Xuanhuang energy also weakened, and Yu Linglong sensed something was wrong. She tried to turn around, but found that her body could not move an inch.
Yu Linglong: "Is this what they call 'suspended drizzle'?"
Ling Beixiao: "That's right! Prepare to die!" He then struck Yu Linglong's head with his palm.
Yu Linglong forcefully urged her will, and the extremely Yin energy within her body instantly surged forth; at the same time, the purple dragon soul also generated extremely Yang energy. The two energies merged and emerged, and her right palm immediately absorbed the energy. Then, she transformed the protective Xuanhuang energy into a powerful force and gathered it in her left palm. The fine rain floated and broke through, and then, her left palm struck Ling Beixiao, her body instantly shifting, and her right palm struck Ling Beixiao's heart.
Ling Beixiao was struck hard and slammed into the back of the steps, vomiting blood continuously.
Ling Qichen rushed to Ling Beixiao's side: "Father! Father! How are you?"
Ling Beixiao didn't utter a word before fainting.
Seeing Ling Beixiao fall, all the disciples of the manor rushed towards Yu Linglong. Yu Linglong, seeing this, donned her white silk robes and unleashed a powerful attack, making it difficult for the disciples to get close; they were all sent flying from several feet away.
Seeing this, Murong Hanchan was overjoyed. He seized the opportunity to fly to Yu Linglong's side and whispered, "I have no weapon. You deal with those two for me. Leave these people to me. We'll leave together when we have a chance!"
Yu Linglong: "Okay!"
Yu Linglong immediately brandished her silk ribbons, striking directly at Nie Han and Shi Jianfeng. The two sensed danger and channeled their energy into their weapons, unleashing eighty percent of their power in a fierce attack on Yu Linglong. Desperate to escape, Yu Linglong showed no mercy. Any manor disciple who approached was severely injured and coughed up blood when struck by her ribbons; those struck in the head bled from all seven orifices.
Murong Hanchan then faced a group of sword-wielding henchmen. She moved like a dragon among them, striking with her legs, each blow bringing the enemy to the ground with a single strike. Her movements were graceful and free.
By this time, Xiaoyao Lang had woken up. He found himself on the stable roof and couldn't help but feel curious. Looking around, he noticed that beside him, besides the Wu Can sword, there was a pretty little bracelet. Without thinking, he picked it up and put it in his pocket. He then touched the luminous pearl, took it out to look at it, kissed it with a grin, and put it in his pocket again.
Xiaoyao Lang: "Hey! This trip wasn't a waste. This bead is worth at least a hundred or so strings of cash! Where are Pingchuan and the others? Never mind, let's ride Xiao Hei and go find them. They should be nearby."
Murong Hanchan and Yu Linglong joined forces to repel the crowd. As the two approached each other again, Yu Linglong said, "Let's go!"
Murong Hanchan: "This is goodbye forever!"
Murong Hanchan soared into the air and disappeared from the rooftop. Yu Linglong also hurriedly fled. She stepped onto the rooftop and saw Xiaoyao Lang leading a horse. She leaped onto the horse and rode it.
Xiaoyao Lang: "Hey...it's you!"
Yu Linglong: "Get on the horse quickly!"
Xiaoyao Lang: "Damn it!" He was pulled onto the horse by Yu Linglong and galloped away.
Xiaoyao Lang: "What happened?" Xiaoyao Lang saw a group of people chasing after him with knives.
Yu Linglong: "It's nothing."
Xiaoyao Lang: "Why are you riding so fast if there's nothing wrong!" The horse was too fast, and Xiaoyao Lang held Yu Linglong tightly with both hands.
It was the first time Yu Linglong had been embraced by a man, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
Yu Linglong: "Let go of my hand!"
Xiaoyao Lang: "...I'll fall to my death! How about you let me ride the horse?"
Yu Linglong: "Never mind." Yu Linglong suppressed her displeasure.
The two rode their horses for an unknown amount of time before "Brother Black" finally ran out of steam.
Yu Linglong: "The horse is exhausted, let's take a rest."
Xiaoyao Lang: "Let's walk a little slower, there's a small tavern ahead."
Yu Linglong then slowed down her horse and said, "You can let go of my hand now."
Xiaoyao Lang quickly released his grip and said calmly, "Sorry, I'm used to it."
Yu Linglong: "...What's in your arms? It looks like a stone."
Xiaoyao Lang: "Oh, it's a luminous pearl!" He then handed the luminous pearl to Yu Linglong.
Yu Linglong: "You really know how to pick up bargains."
Xiaoyao Lang: "Why not take it if it's free!"
Yu Linglong: "We've arrived. Let's dismount."
Xiaoyao Lang dismounted, went outside the tavern, and found an empty table to sit down.
Xiao Liu: "Sir, it's you! You're back!"
Xiaoyao Lang: "Yes, bring me a jar of wine!"
Xiao Liu: "Okay, sir! Coming right away!"
Yu Linglong then sat down as well. Xiaoyao Lang handed her a wine bowl and said, "Would you like to drink?"
Yu Linglong took the wine bowl and declared boldly, "Why not drink?"
Xiao Liu: "The wine is here, I'll pour it for you two."
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