Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 154: Destiny Teaching Fu Yaohong
A world of heroes.

The ship passed the territory of Hangzhou and was not far from the Zhoushan Islands, where Taohua Island was hidden.

The night sky is full of bright stars, which complement the cold moon and cast a clear silver light, making the sea surface sparkle.

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, sat alone on the deck, his white robe swaying gently in the sea breeze. A solitary lamp was placed at his side, its orange-yellow light swaying softly, accompanying the slight rise and fall of the ship in the waves near the coast.

The tide sometimes hit the side of the boat, splashing water, but when it approached him, it was quietly blocked by an invisible true energy and turned into fine water mist that dispersed in the air.

His consciousness returned, and beneath the silver mask that half-covered his face, his eyes suddenly opened. He looked down at the scroll lying across his knees. The scent of ink still lingered, and his fingertips moved across the paper, as if he were recording something.

"What are you writing?"

A charming voice suddenly rang in her ears, and a tall and graceful figure appeared silently behind Mo Yu, her emerald green gauze robe shimmering in the moonlight, with the ribbon around her waist fluttering lightly.

Shan Yuru leaned over the shoulder of the group hero Mo Yu, her dark hair hanging lightly, carrying a faint fragrance. Her bright black eyes narrowed slightly, initially with a hint of curiosity and playfulness, hoping to attract the boy's attention with this action.

But when his eyes swept across a few lines of handwriting on the book, he couldn't help but stare at it and couldn't move away.

With Shan Yuru's martial arts background and talent, it is not difficult to see that what the hero Mo Yu is writing is a secret method closely related to the Yingui Sect's "Heavenly Demon Secret", which is similar to the technique of controlling objects with the Heavenly Demon Force Field, but completely different.

She was slightly startled, her voice soft and charming, but with surprise: "What kind of secret technique is this? Why haven't I seen it in the 'Secret of the Heavenly Demon'?"

The focus of the Heavenly Demon Force Field is actually the force field, not the control of objects. The user can spread Qi over a certain area, thus controlling that space to a certain extent. Controlling objects is merely a secondary ability developed by later generations due to their inability to practice to a high level.

However, the secret method in this book is different. The exquisiteness revealed between the lines seems to have integrated some kind of method of controlling objects with Qi.

Shan Yuru's heart was slightly shaken, and he subconsciously activated the 'Secret of the Heavenly Demon' to verify it, trying to get a glimpse of the mystery.

Mo Yu, the hero of the group, added a few strokes to finish the paragraph he was writing. He exhaled a little energy from his palm, reached out and touched it, and the ink dried instantly. He closed the scroll casually and said, "Just some idle jottings, not worth mentioning."

Shan Yuru was immersed in the exquisiteness of the secret technique when the words in front of him suddenly disappeared. He was not paying attention and the circulation of his meridians stagnated. His true energy was almost disrupted, and his chest felt slightly stuffy. He almost went crazy.

She quickly gathered her thoughts, her breath a little disordered, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she glared at the hero Mo Yu: "How can you be so stingy that you can't even look at me?"

Mo Yu, the hero of the group, tilted his head, his gaze from behind the silver mask swept over her calmly, and he chuckled softly, "In that case, why not lend me the 'Secret of the Heavenly Demon'?"

"You're quite clever. The 'Heavenly Demon Secret' is the lifeblood of our Tianming Sect. How can I show it to anyone?" Shan Yuru twisted her waist slightly, her emerald robe fluttering as she moved closer. "However, if you're willing to share this secret with me, I can offer you some other benefits that will surely satisfy you."

The beauty's eyes flickered, and the magic of the devil's charm was quietly running, trying to tease his heartstrings. Her hair fell on his face, making her look even more charming in the moonlight.

However, there was no ripple in the eyes of Mo Yu, the hero of the group. His eyes were as cold as ever under the silver mask, allowing the seductive magic to come at him like a tide.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the tyrant's soul is high in the sky, suppressing all distracting thoughts and standing still!

He slowly stood up, his white robe swaying slightly, put away the book, and said lightly: "It's late at night and the wind is cold. Saint, you should return to the cabin and rest."

He turned his back to Shan Yuru and walked towards the side of the boat without any reluctance.

This secret method was exactly the Demon Controlling Objects created by Zhan Kuang. He just improved it a little bit and put it into writing.

It is not only a bait for fishing, but also a bargaining chip to save one's life. Naturally, it cannot be handed over so easily.

Giving Shan Yuru a look was just to whet her appetite.

The Tianming Sect was derived from the Yingui Sect, and its doctrine is a firm belief in "Heaven's Destiny".

After realizing that the Yuan Dynasty was about to end, he tried to emulate Cihang Jingzhai's search for the true emperor, seize the merit of following the dragon, and develop and expand the sect.

In the original setting of the online game, there are three "destinies", namely Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhang Wuji and the player.

The hero Mo Yu holds the heavenly book in his hand, and naturally carries the "destiny" on his shoulders.

Therefore, Fu Yaohong did not hurt him. Instead, she seduced him with tenderness and power, wanting him to compete with Zhu Yuanzhang, who was chosen by Cihang Jingzhai, to decide the true emperor.

If Qin Shi Moyu were here, he might agree to it, but he has no ambition to dominate the world. He only wants to practice Taoism and achieve immortality. He has no interest in the throne of the emperor.

However, Mo Yu, the hero, did not refuse outright. Fu Yaohong's superb strength was there, and he was unwilling to turn against her completely.

What's more, he was also very greedy for "Tian Mo Ce", one of the four great books.

So, he temporarily pretended to be friendly with the Tianming Sect, borrowed their boats and manpower, and went to Peach Blossom Island to dig for treasure.

Fu Yaohong was also quite interested in the legendary "Nine Yin Scriptures", and since she wanted to corrupt the hero Mo Yu along the way, she readily agreed to go along.

But twenty days have passed, and Shan Yuru, who was responsible for seducing him, has made no progress. The hero Mo Yu has always been distant and close, so how can there be any sign of being corrupted?

Shan Yuru was stunned on the spot, biting her lip and humming softly, with a flicker of unwillingness in her eyes: "What a piece of wood!"

Fu Yaohong appeared at some point, her crimson robe rustling in the moonlight, her black hair lightly tied with a jade hairpin, her mature charm like a blooming peony.

"Yu Ru, you failed again."

She witnessed everything that had just happened with her own eyes, and stared at the figure of Mo Yu, the hero, who was walking away, with her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed.

Shan Yuru froze upon hearing this, lowering her head and frowning, not daring to utter a single word of complaint. She knelt on one knee, folded her hands over her chest, and whispered, "I have betrayed your trust. I beg for your punishment."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yaohong slowly turned around. Her plump figure was even more curvaceous in the moonlight. Her wide sleeves fluttered lightly, and her gait was like the swaying of a willow branch. Her gorgeous figure revealed an unattainable majesty.

"Punish?" She repeated softly, with a hint of teasing. She reached out and gently lifted Dan Yuru's chin. Her fingertips were as warm as jade, but the touch was chilling. "If I punish you every time you fail, I'm afraid I would have been unable to stand as the Saint of the Tianming Sect long ago."

"The Queen Mother is teaching me..." Shan Yuru responded respectfully.

Fu Yaohong snorted coldly and applied a little force with her fingertips, lifting Shan Yuru's chin higher. The curve of her neck looked even more fragile in the moonlight, like a bird with its throat pinched.

She was forced to look up and meet those eyes as clear as autumn water. In an instant, an invisible charm surged out like a tide, instantly enveloping her mind.

It was not simply a temptation, but an aura that blended coercion and charm, as if an invisible hand was strangling her heart, causing her breathing to stagnate and the Qi in her body to circulate involuntarily.

"Do you understand? This is how the magic of the devil is used!" Fu Yaohong leaned closer and whispered softly in her ear.

At that moment, Shan Yuru felt a shock in her mind, her figure under the green robe trembled slightly, a blush appeared on her ears, and a trace of confusion and submission flashed in her eyes.

Fu Yaohong smiled faintly, her eyes flickering as she slowly loosened her grip. The aura of the Heavenly Demonic Magic suddenly dissipated like the receding tide. On the deck, a damp sea breeze blew, its faint smell mingling with the faintest fishy smell as it brushed past Shan Yuru's face. An inexplicable sense of shame filled her heart.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her fingertips clenching her green robe, and her voice was a little bitter: "The Queen's skills are so amazing that Yu Ru is ashamed of herself."

"You, girl, may be highly gifted, but your mind is too impetuous. Your understanding of the magic of the devil is only superficial."

Fu Yaohong stood with her hands behind her back, her gaze returning to the direction Mo Yu had disappeared. "This boy is no ordinary creature. He has a destiny within him. Even I can't see through his true colors. I allowed you to approach him so that you could move his heart with tenderness. Do you think you can sway him with just a few soft words and a few flirtatious glances?"

"The Queen is absolutely right. I was too conceited and thought..." Shan Yuru lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Fu Yaohong. She paused, bit her lip, and said, "The main reason is that he hasn't reacted at all in the past twenty days. Yuru really doesn't know how to start."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yaohong chuckled softly. Her laughter was as gentle as a bell, yet tinged with a hint of coldness. "No reaction? That's because you haven't found the right path. The magic of the Heavenly Demon is not only a technique of seduction, but also a technique of the mind."

"What charm magic fears most isn't the cold stone, but the ethereal wind." Fu Yaohong stretched out her hand and grasped the air, a wisp of breeze slipping through her fingertips. "No matter how cold the stone is, it's possible to warm it up, but you can never catch this wind."

Shan Yuru was able to become the Holy Maiden of the Tianming Sect, skipping her master's generation and being designated as the next generation leader of the Tianming Sect. She was so talented that she immediately understood something from Fu Yaohong's guidance.

"What does the Queen of Law mean?"

"Men aren't afraid of being cold, they're afraid of ignoring you." Fu Yao's red lips curled slightly, revealing a meaningful smile: "Didn't he let you take a look at the scroll? It's his bait, but it can also be yours."

"There's never a clear boundary between hunter and prey; the identities of both parties might be reversed in the next second."

Shan Yuru's heart moved slightly, but she was still a little worried: "Yuru understands, but...will he plot against her?"

"You are the Saint of the Tianming Sect, the future Queen of Law."

Fu Yaohong slowly approached Shan Yuru and lightly tapped her shoulder with her fingertips. Her movements were elegant yet full of pressure.

"If you can't take down a man even when I'm in a dominant position and I'm in a dominant position," she paused, a cold glint in her eyes. "Perhaps, I really need to consider whether I've made a mistake."

Shan Yuru lowered her head even lower, her black hair covering her eyes. Her bright eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and unwillingness.

The Yingui Sect is originally a branch of the demonic sect, and the Tianming Sect founded by Fu Yaohong is even worse. Its doctrines and methods are known for their cruelty.

The Heavenly Demon Secret has extremely high requirements for qualifications, and not everyone is qualified to practice it.

The true foundation of the Tianming Sect is the Caibu technique created by Fu Yaohong based on the remaining fragments of the "Cai Nu Dafa".

Fu Yaohong had been a master of the Demon Sect since the founding of the Yuan Dynasty. Now, nearly eighty years have passed, and she is still as beautiful as a woman in her thirties. Who knows how many corpses are paved behind her.

The class structure within the Tianming Sect is strict: Queen of Law, Military Advisor, Beautiful Women, Seductive Men, and Scholars.

Except for the first two, the rest are furnace cauldrons for collecting and replenishing, and Sanshi is even the furnace cauldron of the furnace cauldron.

Shan Yuru grew up in the Tianming Sect, and she knew too well how miserable the fate of those who served as furnaces would be.

Being humiliated like a dog without any dignity, and looking emaciated after having all the energy sucked out of her, had already left a deep shadow in her heart.

What's even more terrifying is that as a saint, once she loses power and falls, her former pride and glory will cause her to suffer more pain and humiliation.

That was a humiliation that she could never endure with her current talent and self-esteem!

"Yu Ru would never dare to disappoint the Queen."

Shan Yuru bit her lower lip tightly, her fingertips clenched the green robe, her knuckles turned white, and she almost crushed the fabric.

If she really fails, she would rather die than become that miserable furnace!
Fu Yaohong said nothing more, turned around and disappeared, leaving Shan Yuru kneeling alone on the deck.

The sea breeze blew, ruffling the two girls' hair and carrying their subtle words into the night sky.

Not far away, the hero Mo Yu stood on the side of the ship, his white robe swaying in the wind. His eyes under the silver mask were as calm as water, as if he was unaware of the undercurrent surging behind him.

However, his ear moved slightly, and a breeze carrying whispers entered his ears, clearly audible.
Xun character: Listen to the wind sing!
The strange magic works quietly, using the wind as a medium to capture sounds from afar.

"It's too hard." Mo Yu, the hero of the group, sighed and felt a headache.

He is really trying to get the skin of a tiger now. Every step he takes is on a tightrope. If he fails, he will be doomed.

Fu Yaohong, this century-old fox, knows men too well, and her judgment of the hero Mo Yu is also extremely accurate.

She was sure of Mo Yu's character weaknesses and knew that he would risk his life to obtain the skills in the Heavenly Demon Strategy.

The Demonic Control Object is used as bait to lure the Destiny Sect, but conversely, the Demonic Strategy is the bait to lure him!
[Heroes]: "What's your current combat capability?"

[War Maniac]: "According to Huang Yi's martial arts system, I have just entered the Heavenly Man Realm, and my strength is probably ordinary super first-rate."

[War Maniac]: "But if I use your body, or Qin Shi's body, my strength will drop a level. After all, without another Yitian Sword to fuse with, I can't unleash the Hell Sword that combines man and sword."

[Qin Shi]: "How about other divine weapons and swords? I can cut some meat and get you one from the famous sword list."

[War Maniac]: "No, it can only be the Heavenly Sword. The sword intent in other divine weapons cannot achieve that effect."

[War Maniac]: "It's mainly about re-comprehending the sword's meaning and reaching the point where man and sword become one. This will take some time for me as well."

[War Madman]: "Besides, you should all know the side effects of the Hell Sword. Qin Shi doesn't care what he practices, so what about you? Don't you want the Nine Yang Set?"

Mo Yu, a group hero, returned to the cabin and felt very sad when he saw the messages in the chat group.

This is the disadvantage of each world taking a different path. Even with Zhan Kuang's martial arts talent, it would take him a certain amount of opportunity and time to create a set of martial arts that is suitable for the realm of heaven and man.

This doesn't mean that Zhan Kuang is weak. In fact, if Mo Yu, the hero of the group, were to do it himself, he could at most display first-class strength.

The gap between first-rate and super first-rate is even greater than the gap between first-rate masters and third-rate trash.

But the problem is that the gap between top-notch and super-first-class is also extremely outrageous.

Theoretically, after reaching the first-class realm, before breaking the void, one is considered to be at a super first-class level.

Zhang Sanfeng, the most powerful warrior in the world, is considered top-notch, and so is Nun Miejue, who wields the Heavenly Sword.
(End of this chapter)