Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

At night, Ruan Chuyin did not sleep well and tossed and turned all night. No matter how she comforted herself, she still could not get rid of the fear and anxiety in her heart.

On the way back, the Duke of Zhenguo and his wife told her not to go out and stay at home peacefully for the next few days, and never mentioned arranging a meeting between her and Qin Guanzhi. This feeling of being out of control made her panic and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

She wanted to go back to Licheng, to Zuixianlou, and to find Xiang Yunchi.

Wei Jiusi has never given a direct answer about his whereabouts, so Ruan Chuyin guessed that Xiang Yunchi must still be alive.

Thinking back on what had happened over the past few days, it felt like a long dream. Now that she was awake, she was back in Dayong, back to where she started.

At the same time, a bloody storm is sweeping across the world.

The nine major sects besieged Yueying Pavilion together, and in just a few days, they destroyed eight of their altars and 136 halls. No matter whether it was openly or secretly, as long as they could be traced, they would be wiped out.

The most ruthless of all was the Underworld Palace. Any captured Moon Shadow Pavilion disciples who could not answer the Underworld Palace Master's questions were dragged to a mass grave and buried alive.

The major sects had never known that there was any connection between the Ming Palace, Qingfeng Pavilion, Liemeng, Shennong Sect, Tianshi Sect, Huanhua Sect, Lingxiao Temple, Huixue Tower and Zhendao Sect, so they all sent people to secretly investigate what caused them to form an alliance and a united front.

This force was unstoppable and overwhelming. No matter how powerful Yueying Pavilion was, it could only be stabbed and cut.

Wei Jiusi was now deep in the Dayong Cuimang Mountains, where there was a hidden cave entrance that led directly to the Moon Shadow Pavilion's main altar.

On the eighteenth day of the month, he escaped from the Qinyuan secret passage and it took him two hours to get here.

It took Elder Wen a full three hours to stabilize Wei Jiusi's injuries. The hairpin was lodged deep in the back of his neck, barely half an inch from his aorta. If it had been displaced even a fraction, even a Daluo Jinxian would have been helpless.

After listening to a row of disciples report on the casualties suffered in the pavilion, Wei Jiusi let out a shrill roar, as if coming from the underworld, tearing the sky apart.

Then, another burst of wild laughter erupted, sharp and piercing. A surge of inner strength suddenly unleashed, sending the pearl-tasseled hairpin at the back of his neck caressing itself, piercing deeply into the bed frame. Blood gushed out like raging fire, splattering the large, carved bed in crimson.

Wen Cangnan was shocked, his old face turned pale, and he poured bottles of hemostatic powder on the wound, while the golden needle in his hand danced and left afterimages.

"Master, you are trying to kill yourself!" He shouted loudly, trying to regain Wei Jiusi's sanity.

Is it worth it to go crazy like this for a woman?

In the past, the old Pavilion Master burned down half of Yueying Pavilion for Li Chanjuan. Now, Wei Jiusi sacrificed half of his life for a girl.

Yueying Pavilion really has no luck with women. It is better for him to live an honest life alone like him.

The man on the bed was dying like a withering flower, and the figure that flashed in his mind was gradually turning into fragments.

The pain in his neck and shoulders suffocated him, but it was not as severe as the heartache.

It was a kind of excruciating pain that tore a person into pieces piece by piece and cut off flesh and blood piece by piece.

He curled up slightly and gritted his teeth, trying to make himself feel better. Beads of sweat covered his body, and liquid seeped from the corners of his eyes, causing him to finally lower his head.

Wen Cangnan slowed down his movements out of concern and sighed heavily.

He knew Wei Jiusi was an orphan, and it was not easy for him to reach the position of Pavilion Master today. He couldn't help but advise him, "Fate is inherently elusive. If it is destined to happen, it will happen. If it is not destined to happen, don't force it. In the world of mortals, it is better to grasp more tangible things."

The old voice entered his ears, opening the door to chaos in Wei Jiusi's mind. However, this "key" did not pull him out of the mortal world, but instead rebuilt the fragmented figure bit by bit.

The bright moon was exceptionally tranquil. Its light was soft, light, and pure. No words could describe its beauty.

Wei Jiusi felt that only by grasping it could he continue to move forward.

Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it.

He refused to believe in fate and decided to go against the will of heaven and walk into this beam of light.

"Eighteen, are you sure that the old man is Qi Ruyi, the Sword God of Wangxi Mountain?" Wei Jiusi slowly opened his eyes, slightly tilted his head and looked at Yue Shiba and asked.

"Disciple is certain. He is the only one in the world who can sweep away fifteen eighth-level disciples with a single move."

Yue Shiba felt that he had exaggerated. In fact, the old man didn't even use a single move. He just flicked his wide sleeves lightly. His fighting power had probably reached the terrifying realm of unity between man and nature. No matter how many disciples were dispatched, there was no way they could defeat him.

Wei Jiusi was silent for a long moment before he spoke: "Send someone to investigate the reason behind Qi Ruyi's attack and the identity of the people ambushing outside. Also, have all the disciples from the branch temples and halls evacuate. We can discuss everything after our injuries have healed."

Wen Cangnan had another heart attack upon hearing this. He looked at the sword scar on the Pavilion Master's back, deep enough to see the bone, and snorted coldly, "Old wounds plus new ones. Don't even think about recovering in three months."

"One and a half months! Find a way!" Wei Jiusi said firmly.

Mr. Wen's medical skills are third best in the world. This injury is nothing compared to what he suffered in the Dark Realm.

There were so many things waiting for him to do. Three months? No way!

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, five days have passed.

Jiang Wenzhou's method worked.

When he first learned that Ruan Chuyin had been found and was likely to be executed in anger, he was completely dazed for a while before regaining consciousness. Then, seeing Sword God Qi nod his confirmation, he bolted towards the main courtyard like an arrow from a bow. He spent the entire night repeatedly telling the prince that Miss Ruan was going to be executed.

"Your Highness, Miss Ruan has been found in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. I heard from Qi Jianshen that the General's wife hated her so much that she wanted to cut her into pieces to vent her anger. It was Qi Jianshen and the Duke of Zhenguo who temporarily saved Miss Ruan's life. Now the General's wife has locked her up in a private prison and tortured her every day. She said that her son had suffered so much injustice in prison that Miss Ruan must suffer twice as much. I heard that she will go to the palace tomorrow to ask the Queen Mother to chop off Miss Ruan's head and make her accompany Prince Qin as a pair of ghost mandarin ducks. If you don't wake up, Miss Ruan will be dead!"

Jiang Xuanzhou's mind was originally hovering on the boundary between yin and yang. After listening to Chuyi's and Yixiu's divine mutterings, it was like taking a strong medicine, which allowed him to find the last of his soul and wake up completely.

Jiang Chenfeng and Li Chanjuan were extremely excited because Prince Linhuai had regained consciousness. Li Chanjuan was so happy that she almost fainted.

As for how to deal with Qin Guanzhi, just as the Duke of Zhenguo and his wife worried, he could escape the death penalty but could not escape punishment for living.

Jiang Chenfeng intended to exile him to the northern border. It was sparsely populated, over 3,000 miles from Liangcheng, and boasted a perpetually bitter cold wind and blanketed in snow. It was a bitterly cold land. Li Chanjuan also expressed her approval, even suggesting that Jiang Chenfeng seize this opportunity to reclaim Qin Lang's military power, thus eliminating any future trouble.

Emperor Dayong held a different view on this point.

This move could not be stopped, as it would affect the entire body, just like playing chess, where one cannot regret a move. Jiang Chenfeng was not completely confident that Qin Lang would willingly hand over his military power, especially when Qin Guanzhi was convicted and exiled to the northern border.

As for Ruan Chuyin, since Jiang Xuanzhou had already awakened, the Emperor and Empress of Dayong simply ignored her existence. However, the Duke and Empress Zhenguo did not give them a chance to forget. Ye Sanning, following the instructions of her husband and the Crown Prince, approached Li Chanjuan. At first, Li Chanjuan thought she was seeking a favor and was reluctant to respond. However, the conversation soon devolved, and the situation gradually spiraled out of control. That evening, rumors spread from the palace that the Empress intended to kill Ruan Chuyin.

Upon receiving the news, Jiang Xuanzhou, despite his injuries, rushed to the palace overnight. Before leaving, Qi Jianshen, whether intentionally or unintentionally, said, "Your Highness, not only does the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo want Miss Ruan's life, but the Empress does, too. Even if the Emperor doesn't charge her with any crime, her chances of survival are slim."

"What do you mean, senior?" Jiang Xuanzhou stared at him without blinking.

For Qi Ruyi, regardless of whether he is Qin Guanzhi's master or not, the Sword God of Wangxishan is worthy of the world's admiration, not to mention that he saved his life.

"The person who tied the bell must untie it. I believe that Your Highness is a wise man." Qi Ruyi looked at him meaningfully and turned away.

There is no point in saying more, so just stop here.

If Qin Guanzhi is at peace, the Yong Dynasty will be prosperous. If Qin Guanzhi is in trouble, a storm will arise.

When it comes to major issues of right and wrong and life and death, even brothers will turn against each other, let alone brothers with different surnames.

No one should think too highly of anyone else, and no one should think too lowly of anyone else.