The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Upon hearing this, Sikong Changfeng waved his hands repeatedly with an unnatural expression and explained, "No, absolutely not! This is a huge misunderstanding! What I mean is that although you are responsible, it is not the main responsibility. It's just that my disciple told me that you might have a way to cure his physical condition. Therefore, we had no choice but to come up with this idea to lure you here. Besides, hasn't the Xuanjian Immortal gone down the mountain now? This is not a big deal..."

Mo Luyi frowned slightly, raised her hand, and gently waved, interrupting Sikong Changfeng. Her beautiful eyes fixed on him as she spoke slowly, "Regarding your apprentice's situation, I do have some ideas for resolving it. I asked him about the specifics before, but he didn't give me a clear answer. Also, if you truly wish to seek my help, you can simply send someone to Wangcheng Mountain to deliver a letter, detailing the reason. As long as it's within my ability and my willingness to assist, I'll handle it. As for Yu Zhen's situation, do you think we'd dare let him go so easily if we weren't absolutely certain? Do you really think we're like your impulsive, reckless Second City Lord?"

At this time, after Xie Xuan delivered the books, the few people below had already focused all their attention on Mo Lvyi and Sikong Changfeng. They listened quietly to the conversation between the two, but they could see with their naked eyes that Mo Lvyi disliked Li Hanyi. Just as Lei Wujie was about to step forward and prepare to say something, he suddenly felt a force holding him tightly. Looking back, he saw that it was Xiao Se who stopped him. Lei Wujie looked at Xiao Se with suspicion and asked in confusion: "Xiao Se, why are you holding me? I don't believe my master is the kind of person she said..."

Xiao Se's gaze was fixed on the two figures swiftly approaching from a distance—Li Hanyi and Zhao Yuzhen. After a moment's gaze, he turned to look at Lei Wujie and said calmly, yet with a hint of undeniable certainty, "This is the grudges and hatreds of their generation. Let's not intervene rashly for now. Let's see how your master intends to handle this matter." With that, Xiao Se released his grip on Lei Wujie's hand.

Before long, Li Hanyi and Zhao Yuzhen were close. Zhao Yuzhen stood steadily beside Mo Lvyi, while Li Hanyi, without hesitation, landed directly on the rooftop opposite Mo Lvyi. She first glanced at Zhao Yuzhen standing beside Mo Lvyi, then cast a sharp gaze straight at Mo Lvyi. With a sudden jerk of her right hand, the gleaming Iron Horse Ice River was instantly unsheathed, accompanied by a crisp sword cry that resounded through the sky. She shouted, "Xueyue City Li Hanyi asks for the sword, Wangchengshan Mo Lvyi!"

Facing Li Hanyi's fierce aura, Mo Lvyi simply glanced at her calmly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a half-smile. She said slowly, "This isn't a suitable place for a fight. If we fight here, and you, Xueyue City, ask us for compensation, we don't have the extra money to pay you. So it's better to find another suitable place."

Upon seeing this, Li Hanyi took her directly to the back mountain of Snow Moon City. The others hurried to follow. This was a duel between Sword Immortals and above. Everyone came to the back mountain of Snow Moon City and watched them from afar. Even so, they could still feel the tension in the atmosphere, as if the air was frozen. Mo Luyi stretched out her hand, and the Worry-Free Sword appeared in her hand from the space, her eyes truly nonchalant.

Li Hanyi took the first move, and a sword energy shot towards Mo Luyi like a rainbow piercing the sun. Mo Luyi dodged sideways and counterattacked at the same time. The surrounding trees were swept by the sword energy and broke and fell down one after another.

Seeing Mo Lvyi dodge the attack, Li Hanyi rushed towards her like lightning. Mo Lvyi remained calm, holding her sword horizontally before her, radiating a powerful sword energy. As Li Hanyi approached, she swung her sword, sending several streams of sword energy emanating in a fan-shaped pattern. Li Hanyi quickly dodged, but was still wounded by the sword energy. Silently swallowing the blood, she stood up again and used Moonlit Evening and Morning. Seeing this, Mo Lvyi lightly stepped and leaped into the air. The Worry-Free Sword swung several sword flowers in the air, neutralizing the sword energy one by one.

The moment she landed, Mo Lvyi flicked her wrist, and the Worry-Free Sword hummed. An invisible sword energy shot towards Li Hanyi. Li Hanyi sensed the approaching danger and transformed into a phantom, drifting backward. The sword energy struck the mountain behind her, and Mo Lvyi severed its head. Li Hanyi looked back at the mountain behind her, unable to hold it back any longer, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Li Hanyi gently wiped the bright red blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, her eyes suddenly flashing with determination. She knew that Mo Luyi's strength was unfathomable, but she would never be defeated so easily.

Li Hanyi gripped her sword tightly, her arms tensing. Instantly, a powerful aura gushed out of her, sweeping across like a surging ocean wave. This overwhelming force made the air around her seem heavy, as if suffocating. Mo Lvyi, standing across from her, merely raised her eyebrows, her expression still composed and composed, but her intense focus betrayed her readiness to face a formidable foe.

Just as Li Hanyi took a deep breath and was about to swing her sword again to launch a fierce attack, suddenly, a figure flashed between them and said, "Enough!"

Li Hanyi was stunned, subconsciously halting his attack. He looked at the person who had spoken—Zhao Yuzhen—with a puzzled expression. Zhao Yuzhen, now staring directly at Li Hanyi with a determined gaze, said slowly, "The outcome of this battle is already clear. Even if you continue to fight, the final result will not change."

Seeing this, Lei Wujie hurried forward and carefully supported Li Hanyi's shaky body. His face was filled with worry and concern. He looked at Li Hanyi and said softly, "Yes, Master. Sister Luyi has entered the realm of the Profound Wandering God, a peerless master. With your current level of cultivation, it is far too difficult to defeat her..."

Li Hanyi saw the worry in Lei Wujie's eyes, lowered his shoulders, walked forward, and saluted Mo Luyi with a fist. "I lost today's battle with all my heart. I made many mistakes when I was young and ignorant. I hope you can forgive me."

Mo Luyi was silent for a moment, then slowly retracted her sword. "For Lei Wujie's sake, let's just drop this matter."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. Xiao Se looked at this scene with a relaxed smile on his face.