Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

Jiang Fan came back to his senses and flew into a rage. His face flushed crimson, veins popping out on his forehead. He roared at his men, "You're a bunch of losers! You can't even keep an eye on one person! You good-for-nothings, what's the point of keeping you around all the time? Hurry up and go find her! If you don't find Liu Yitao, none of you will have a good ending!"

The men were silent, heads bowed, not daring to look directly into Jiang Fan's blazing eyes. They knew in their hearts that with just a few of them, there was no way they could possibly find Liu Yitao, a peak-level Spiritual Transformation expert. However, they dared not disobey Jiang Fan's orders and could only agree to it in a meek manner. Then, they dispersed, pretending to search diligently.

Liu Yitao had no clear goal, so she just wandered around, like a leaf drifting in the wind. One day, she came to a small town.

It was in this small town that she met Taiyue and Taiqing, a brother and sister. They were dressed in rags, their faces pale and thin, their eyes revealing helplessness and pity. Liu Yitao felt pity and took them in, providing them with food and clothing and caring for them. Taiyue and Taiqing were so grateful that they stayed with Liu Yitao. Noticing their talent for cultivation, Liu Yitao offered them guidance from time to time, and it was only natural that she accepted them as her disciples.

Liu Yitao had escaped in a hurry, and only brought with her a few magical weapons and a limited number of spirit stones. Resources were scarce. They had no choice but to rely on Liu Yitao to rob small gangs along the way to barely survive.

Liu Yitao and her two young disciples, Taiyue and Taiqing, made a difficult journey to Mount Fulu. From a distance, the mountain, shrouded in mist and clouds, resembled a fairyland, a scene that should have been full of vitality and spiritual energy. However, when they actually stepped into the mountain, they found it was all desolate.

The trees stood sparsely and listlessly, the grass withered and yellow, as if drained of its vitality, devoid of any life. The mountain was eerily silent, broken only by the occasional rustle of the wind, which carried a strange aura, as if telling of some unknown secret. Liu Yitao's brows furrowed, a sense of unease welling up in her heart, an indescribable sense of oppression enveloping her.

She looked down at the two children. Taiyue and Taiqing were clinging to her clothes, their tiny hands trembling with fear, their eyes filled with terror and confusion. Liu Yitao took a deep breath, trying to sound gentle yet resolute. "Don't be afraid, children. Master is here. No matter what happens, Master will protect you."

Liu Yitao raised her head and once again carefully examined the seemingly peaceful yet strange mountain. She thought to herself, this mountain, so full of spiritual energy, yet so desolate, must be strange. It was likely because a powerful demonic beast was lurking here. Furthermore, this demonic beast must be extremely powerful, otherwise it wouldn't have filled the entire mountain with such a deadly aura, as if all life had been devoured by it.

Thinking of this, Liu Yitao unconsciously tightened her grip on her sword. The hilt of the sword felt slightly warm in her hand. She was secretly alert, ready to respond to any possible danger at any time.

Liu Yitao glanced around vigilantly, her eyes as sharp as a hawk's. She whispered to Taiyue and Taiqing, "You two must stay close behind me. Don't run around. This mountain is full of dangers. If you're not careful, you could end up in dire straits."

Taiyue and Taiqing nodded sensibly, their little heads pounding like garlic, their little hands clutching tighter, as if that corner of the clothes was their only lifeline.

As they continued to walk deeper into the mountains, the ground beneath their feet grew increasingly barren, dry and cracking, and the atmosphere around them grew increasingly eerie. Suddenly, a gust of wind howled past, its sharp, piercing sound rustling everyone's clothes, as if it was about to sweep them into endless darkness.

Liu Yitao stopped, her expression solemn, her brows furrowed like two deep furrows, and she said, "This wind is strange. I'm afraid the monster is nearby. Everyone must be careful."

Before he could finish his words, a deep roar could be heard in the distance. The sound was so deafening that it seemed to shake the entire mountain and the earth trembled. Taiyue and Taiqing trembled with fear, their faces turning pale in an instant.

Liu Yitao gritted her teeth, a glint of determination flashed in her eyes. She protected the two children behind her and comforted them, "Don't be afraid, Master will protect you. As long as Master is here, I will never let you get hurt."

In the woods ahead, branches shook violently, making a creaking sound, and a huge shadow gradually emerged. Liu Yitao gripped her sword tightly, staring intently at the unknown and terrifying existence, her breathing becoming rapid.

The shadows grew closer and closer, until finally, a gigantic, hideous beast appeared before them. Its massive body towered like a mountain, its eyes flashing with a ferocious light that seemed to devour a person's soul. It exuded a terrifying aura that sent shivers down their spines.

Liu Yitao took a deep breath and shouted to his two disciples, "This is a Wild Wind Lion. You two should find a place to hide." As he spoke, he raised his sword and rushed towards the monster. His posture was brave and fearless, like a moth flying towards a flame.

Liu Yitao faced the majestic yet ferocious Storm Lion, her eyes revealing determination and resolve. She stood tall and straight, like a pine tree proudly standing on the edge of a cliff, undeterred by the Storm Lion's ferocity despite the raging wind and rain.

The Wild Wind Lion launched the first attack, charging forward like a raging tornado, its sharp claws carrying a fierce gust of wind that seemed to tear through everything. Liu Yitao dodged to the side, her movements light and nimble, like catkins in the wind, deftly avoiding the swift attack. The Wild Wind Lion, having missed its first strike, grew even more furious, opening its maw and spewing forth a stream of blazing flames that surged and surged, seemingly capable of incinerating everything.

The sword in Liu Yitao's hand danced instantly, and sword shadows flew, forming an impenetrable sword curtain, blocking all the surging flames. Then, she took a strange step and her figure quickly approached the Wild Wind Lion like a phantom.

The sword in her hand shone brightly, carrying a sharp sword energy, and stabbed straight at the head of the Wild Wind Lion. The Wild Wind Lion reacted extremely quickly, flicking its head to avoid the blow. Liu Yitao twisted her wrist, and the sword's momentum suddenly changed, stabbing at the Wild Wind Lion's shoulder. The Wild Wind Lion was unable to avoid the blow, and the sword instantly pierced its shoulder, blood splattering everywhere like blooming blood flowers.

The Wild Wind Lion let out a shrill roar in pain, the sound echoing through the valley, making people's hair stand on end. However, Liu Yitao didn't give it a chance to breathe. She took advantage of the situation and kicked the Wild Wind Lion in the shoulder, making the wound worse and causing blood to flow out.

Liu Yitao then leaped into the air, leaping above the Wild Wind Lion and slashing down with her sword from above. Powerful sword energy roared out, seemingly ripping the sky apart, its light dazzling. The Wild Wind Lion tried to struggle to its feet, but its injuries were too severe to recover.

The sword struck the Storm Lion hard on its back, sending its massive body crashing to the ground. A cloud of dust erupted, spreading like a sandstorm. Liu Yitao landed on the ground, her sword pointed at the Storm Lion, preventing it from rising and attacking again. Her eyes were filled with vigilance.

The Wild Wind Lion struggled for a few times, but was ultimately unable to get up. It could only let out a weak growl, like a defeated trapped beast, and was successfully suppressed by Liu Yitao.

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