The Villain's Counterattack

Sun Yuankai followed Huo Du out of the Quanzhen Sect's Chongyang Palace. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he did not lose his second life. He couldn't help but feel proud. It turned out that the conditions he proposed were correct. The Mongols were so powerful that even the Quanzhen Sect, the world's number one sect, did not dare to fight and kill them. If he were in another position, he would probably feel very aggrieved in this situation.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and the first thing that came to his mind was the history of the previous two worlds. The first world was the Ming Dynasty. Mongolia was already history and he didn't have much impression of it. But the second world was the beginning of the founding of Daimyo. Although the Mongol Empire had been defeated at that time, its reputation still remained. As a spy from the Intelligence Department, he knew something about the Mongol Empire.

The Mongol Empire in its heyday was a real behemoth. According to the historical records of the previous two worlds, the Mongol Empire eventually destroyed the Jin and Song dynasties and unified the world. In my impression, the Quanzhen Sect was eventually destroyed, leaving only a branch in Huashan, and when Xiangyang City was broken, the hero Guo Jing also died, leaving behind the Sword of the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sabre.

These are the only records about Guo Da Xia in later generations, but his youngest daughter Guo Xiang is a well-known figure. After the fall of the Song Dynasty, she founded the Emei Sect alone, and it continued to exist until the Ming Dynasty. All these signs show that history is passed down from generation to generation, and her greatest advantage is that she knows the future.

Thinking of this, Sun Yuankai couldn't help but feel very proud. Only by following the winner could he gain more benefits. Putting aside other things, if he could capture Guo Jing, the top master, and devour his power, he would be a top master himself, and he would not be as frightened and face the risk of being killed at any time as in the previous two worlds.

Being strong within yourself is the real strength!

He did not join the Beggars' Sect this time, and most of the Beggars' Sect's martial arts were wasted, but he did not feel sorry. The Dragon Elephant Skill seemed to be stronger now, but according to his recollection, this skill was said to take a thousand years to be perfected, and it required years of accumulation to advance, which was really a bit of a rip-off.

Otherwise, you can switch to practicing the "Vajra Palm", which is also a Buddhist practice. It is also present in your soul and you are very familiar with it. It should not be difficult to switch to practicing it. We are all Buddhists, but one is Zen and the other is Tantric. Probably, there should be no conflict.

While he was daydreaming, Prince Huodu had already brought many evil demons to the outside of a forest. There was only one path in the forest, which was extremely rugged and quiet. Now that this group of evil demons had suddenly arrived, the forest seemed to be in a mess.

Prince Huodu was holding a horn and blowing it vigorously. Next to him, Dalba held a huge golden pestle in his left hand and kept hitting the pestle with a golden bracelet on his right wrist. The clanging sound echoed with the sound of the horn.

This behavior did not cause any reaction in the deep forest. Prince Huodu then shouted to provoke Xiaolongnu, "My humble prince, Mongolian Huodu, respectfully congratulates Xiaolongnu on her birthday."

Just at this moment, the sound of a piano was heard from the depths of the forest. However, the sound was a little high-pitched, and the clanging sound made people dizzy. It was obvious that the person playing the piano had extraordinary internal strength, which shocked Prince Huo.

He had traveled around the Central Plains before, and had fought against the Three Hegemons of Henan and killed the Seven Hegemons of Lanzhou. He originally thought that the martial arts masters in the Central Plains were nothing special. The fame of Fairy Mochou was just a false reputation for most of the year, not to mention her junior sister who was not even 20 years old at the time.

Could it be that their master is still alive?

If this is true, he must be a first-rate or even super-first-rate master whose strength is not inferior to Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji.

"I've long heard of Miss Long's fame, and I, the young prince, am overestimating my own limitations and wishing to marry her. Please..." Before he could finish, a loud laugh echoed from afar, followed by the sound of horse hooves and a rebuke: "Since you know your own limits, why don't you retreat? Entangling yourself only makes you laugh."

The man who came had very strong internal strength. Prince Huodu's face changed slightly. Although he had never seen Xiaolongnu's real face, he had seen her portrait and found her to be really beautiful. He was willing to celebrate her birthday this time. In fact, there was a secret news that Xiaolongnu intended to find a husband, and the treasure secret book was her makeup, which was even more exciting.

"Who are you, you rat, how dare you..." He hadn't finished his words when he saw a group of people rushing towards him, marching in an orderly manner. The leader was a heroic young man, with two beautiful maids on each side. He was surrounded by seventeen or eighteen burly men, exuding a strong military aura. Hundreds of people followed closely behind, and the most eye-catching thing was a big red sedan chair.

Is this person also here to propose marriage?

The heroic young man frowned slightly when he saw the chaotic mob. He waved his hand and said, "Where did these demons and monsters come from? They have polluted this peaceful place for no reason. Kill them all."

He spoke in a very arrogant but calm manner, killing people as if it were just a common thing. Half of the hundred people behind him rushed out immediately, pulling out miniature bows and crossbows from their robes. Suddenly, a barrage of arrows rained down on them. Many evil demons and heretics were unable to react before they were hit, and they screamed in pain, suffering heavy casualties.

Although the pocket crossbow was small, it was powerful and could fire continuously. Sun Yuankai attacked once and used a scapegoat to block another wave, but in the end he was inevitably taken away by the other wave. Only Prince Huodu, the middle-aged Tibetan monk, and Dalba, a few others with high martial arts skills and quick reactions, hid in the forest and took cover with the help of trees, and escaped the disaster.

This person wasn't a martial artist, but rather someone more inclined towards military battle formations. Prince Huo was terrified. He had just been nearly killed by a hail of arrows, which had truly frightened him. Then, seeing a dozen or so men armed with swords and shields emerge from the crowd, quickly completing the attack and clearing a path through the corpses of the demons and heretics, he felt even more apprehensive.

Who are they? What are they doing here? There's no reason such a powerful figure in the Central Plains would remain unknown.

But then a group of people filed in, with a dashing young man in the lead walking in front with his head held high and chest puffed out, saying in a high voice: "I, Yang Shoucheng, have come to pick up the bride as agreed. Madam, please don't blame me for being late, it's really..."

At this moment, the sound of the zither began to play again, but this time it was no longer fierce and sonorous, but instead carried a hint of resentment. The heroic young man sighed helplessly and said, "My lady, you should know that I have a heavy responsibility. There are risks in being the only one to inherit a large family and business. My father and mother arranged so many engagements for me for my own good, and as a child, I cannot let them down. However, I can promise you that I will never let you down. You are the one I love most."

Prince Huodu: Is he also a prince? I wonder which kingdom he is from? Jin? Song? Or Dali?

Sun Yuankai: Bastard, bastard, bastard! Not only was I shot to death by arrows, but you used a damned sword to kill me again for no reason. As expected, playing dead has its risks. My strength is still not enough.