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Chapter 1194 Gathering in Southern Xinjiang
In the wilderness.

Princess Mianzhu knelt on the ground, her famous sword Tongzhu serving as a crutch, barely managing to keep herself from falling.

The exchange just now ended in her crushing defeat, a defeat that was completely predictable. There wasn't a single moment of genuine connection between them.

Despite using the most powerful secret technique of Taiyin Returning Blade to activate the longsword's potential, she still failed.

What's even more humiliating is that she doesn't even know how she failed.

Zhou You reacted on the spot, using a move she had never seen before, directly defeating her strongest move.

It is certain that this secret technique was not passed down by the Tiannan Divine Sword, because the Broken Eyebrow Mountain Master gave her detailed instructions on all the profound skills and secret techniques of the Tiannan lineage, but this one was not among them.

In other words, Zhou You still has a trump card, a secret technique that is no less powerful than her most prized skill.

"I lost!"

Princess Mianzhu uttered a few words.

Zhou You nodded. "Yes, it's good to admit defeat. Are you ready?"

what to prepare?
Princess Mianzhu suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She understood the meaning behind Zhou You's words: she was about to die.

“You led men to hunt down my family. I, Zhou, am a vengeful man and I don’t let grudges linger overnight.”

Zhou You exerted a slight force in his palm, and the Half-Saint Yin Blade fell into his hand, piercing the forehead of the Sleeping Bamboo Empress.

He showed no mercy or compassion. Even the ambiguous relationship between the Lord of Broken Eyebrow Mountain and the Divine Sword of the Southern Heaven could not sway his decision. He would slash and kill without hesitation, and kill any enemy he had.

Besides...

Despite his murderous intent and urges, the outcome may not be as he wishes.

With a flash of light and a torrent of blood, the Empress of Sleeping Bamboo's eyes quickly dimmed, her life force fading, and she collapsed to the ground, her body already cold.

Zhou You drew his sword, turned around, and strode southward without looking back to check the results of his battle.

Because some things are destined to end from the very beginning, and no matter how hard you try, you cannot change them.

The wind blew, lifting the hair of the Sleeping Bamboo Princess, which swayed in the wind like a willow branch.

Suddenly, the famous sword 'Tongzhu' that had fallen to the ground leaped into the air and plunged into the wound.

A soft murmur drifted through the air:
"Did he discover something? He killed someone, but didn't take the sword. Does he look down on me?"

"Fine, I'll make do with this young lady for now."

The moment the sword pierced her body, the corpse of Princess Mianzhu instantly came back to life. She opened her eyes, touched the wound on her forehead, and felt as if she were having a nightmare.

"He didn't kill me? No, I've already died once!"

Princess Mianzhu searched everywhere but could not find Tongzhu. She guessed that Zhou You had taken it away as a trophy.

She caught her breath for a moment, then stumbled and hurried back towards Broken Eyebrow Mountain.

The beauty was in distress and her face was haggard, but her innate elegance remained as clear as a pearl covered in dust.

The scenes of fighting with Zhou You flashed before the eyes of Princess Mianzhu, culminating in the final scene of a sword piercing her forehead.

She was drenched in cold sweat. She had been utterly defeated by Zhou You, and it would have been no injustice if she had died.

Halfway there, another setback occurred!

"Tsk tsk tsk, where did this stunning beauty come from, walking alone in the wilderness? Aren't you afraid of danger?"

"Hmm, she has an exceptional temperament and is as cold and aloof as ice. I like her!"

"It's rare to find such a tedious journey, but there's an unexpected surprise of a play. It's not unreasonable for me to take a little time to spare."

An uninvited guest intercepted the ill-fated Princess Mianzhu halfway through her journey, harboring ill intentions and plunging her into his clutches.

"I know you are from the Heavenly Sect. You are so beautiful and have such a high level of cultivation. You are a natural treasure. Only someone like me is fortunate enough to enjoy you." "Hehe, I won't lie to you. I am the ninth adopted son of the Enchantress Queen. I can cause natural disasters with a wave of my hand."

"My brothers and sisters are all cowards. What's the point of eating people? The pleasure of male-female intercourse is the only way to live up to the wonders of nature."

The calamity before them was actually a pretty young girl with beautiful eyebrows, but the words that came out of her mouth were those of a lewd, old demon.

The contrast in tone was so stark that it felt extremely strange.

The young girl chuckled and wiped her face. "I almost forgot, I just drained a scholar dry. To enjoy the beauty later, I need to transform into a hideous, hairy man to truly satisfy my cravings."

The next moment, the calamity's bones elongated and its flesh swelled, instantly transforming into a burly, wild man with a bulging crotch.

The savage grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and approached, rubbing his hair-covered hands together.

Princess Mianzhu knew things were going badly. She was already severely injured and had no strength left to fight back.

She had heard of the Queen's adopted sons; each of them was a powerful calamity demon, and if they were at their peak, she could even defeat them.

Once violated by evil spirits, one cannot survive and will have no choice but to die.

Just as the calamity was about to strike, the Sleeping Bamboo Princess suddenly had a flash of inspiration and spat out a piece of tempered green bamboo from her palm.

The green bamboo glowed with a yellowish-green light. As soon as it appeared, it pierced through the palms of the Calamity Demon and continued its momentum to penetrate his body.

"It's pretty spicy. If this force were delivered with a small fist to the chest, the soul would fly away!"

As the evil spirit grinned lewdly, preparing to unleash his power, his expression suddenly changed drastically. A dark vortex suddenly appeared in the wound pierced by the green bamboo, instantly expanding to engulf his entire body.

The depths of the vortex seemed to lead to another world, pulling him in, skin and bones, to be forever lost.

Princess Mianzhu looked down at her palm in disbelief, "This is Taiyin Returning Blade..."

"No, it also contains the shadow of Zhou Daqian's move."

It turns out that the famous sword Tongzhu didn't disappear, but rather merged into her body, automatically flying out when she encountered danger.

More importantly, she was resurrected, her strength had increased to a higher level, and she even stole a trace of Zhou You's power.

Princess Mianzhu killed the Calamity Demon in one move, but instead of being happy, she was worried and unsure whether what happened to her was a blessing or a curse.

The only answer is to return to Broken Eyebrow Mountain and seek guidance from the master.

In a certain place in southern Xinjiang...

A calamity disguised as an accountant, holding a register in one hand and a brush in the other, was shaking his head and checking the names line by line. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the adopted son of the calamity who had gathered in the southern border region.

Each name is followed by a detailed list of its current location and progress.

Just as the calamity vanished, the accountant suddenly sensed something deep within him, rubbed his eyes with his fingertips, and then rubbed his face, contorting his expression into one of grief.

"Sigh, another younger brother has passed away. Let me see which one it is?"

The pen tip flew swiftly across lines of text, finally stopping at the line for 'lust'. Two strokes crossed, crimson as blood, and the name was crossed out.

He sighed with emotion, “We have to fill another vacancy. We won’t have to worry about finding replacements for the left and right ‘rear’ adopted sons. It’s easy!”

A disgruntled voice came from the side, "What are you pretending for now?"

The voice belonged to a giant snake-man coiled on a mountain. The thunderous voice pierced through the clouds and landed on the ground, echoing like thunder in the surrounding valleys. Wild beasts that had been killed by the shock could be seen everywhere on the ground.

"By the way, where's Xiao Wu?"

The accountant didn't even turn his head. "He was bored, so he took some time to go and tease Lord Shen's disciple, Lai Hantian."

"Oh, that's really boring."

The two people in the conversation, including Xiao Wu, are none other than the chief of the Queen's adopted sons, and three of her seven elder brothers.

(End of this chapter)