He Lan Tianxia

The old pine tree emerged, its branches trembling. Could it refuse to cooperate? Could it not cooperate? If it didn't cooperate, the tree would become a stump.

"How do we cooperate?" the old pine tree spirit asked, trembling with fear.

“Take us to the Black Overlord Wall,” Murong Junlan replied directly.

"This..." the old pine spirit stammered, "I really don't know where the Black Overlord Wall is?"

“That day, it escaped right under your nose,” Murong Junlan said bluntly.

"I really don't know where it escaped to," the old pine spirit said, looking troubled.

"Jiang He, continue." Jiang He received the order and continued cutting tree branches.

"My skills are inferior to itss," the old pine tree spirit said, revealing its true feelings.

"So you chose to run away rather than cooperate with us. Fine, Jiang He, cut down the whole tree." Murong Junlan said mercilessly.

Jiang He raised his longsword, about to strike, when the old pine spirit suddenly shouted to stop him, "I'll take it."

"You should have just said so earlier, why go through all that trouble?" Murong Junlan leaped down from the tree and turned to ask the old pine spirit, "When are we setting off?"

"Tomorrow should be fine." The old pine tree spirit thought for a moment and then hurriedly added, "The Black Overlord Wall is unpredictable, and I can't guarantee that I'll be able to find it."

"Alright. Eat this." Murong Junlan tossed a pill to the old pine tree spirit. Before the old pine tree spirit could even see what it was, it felt a gust of wind approach, its mouth forced open, and the pill rolled into its stomach. It should be noted here that the pine tree spirit was a small old man with only a large head.

"This is a poison. If you don't get the antidote within ten days, it will wither away on its own." After saying this, Murong Junlan called Jiang He and left, leaving the bewildered old pine spirit standing there in a daze. It regretted it; if it hadn't been greedy and eaten the elixir, perhaps it wouldn't have brought this disaster upon itself.

The next day, Murong Junlan and his group set off with the old pine tree. Murong Junlan and the woman sat in the tree, and the eagle also perched on it. Jiang He and Luo Xie each rode the Red Hare, while Ling Yi drove the carriage himself.

"How does it feel to walk on a tree?" Murong Junlan sat on the tree, lazily holding the woman.

"Awesome." The woman had ridden high-speed trains, airplanes, and ships in the 21st century, but she had never ridden a walking tree. It was quite novel. Oh my, if the old pine tree spirit were brought to the 21st century, it would definitely be a very popular new tourist attraction, and it would surely make a lot of money.

"If my beloved concubine likes it, then take the old pine tree back with us. We can sit on it whenever we want." Upon hearing this, the old pine tree spirit shivered. It turned out that the young couple really treated it as a mount.

As they walked, Luo Xie abandoned the Red Hare and climbed up the tree. Jiang He was also itching to join in, but dared not make a sound. Seeing Luo Xie climb the tree, he patted the Red Hare and told it to follow the carriage. He then slipped to Luo Xie's side, leaving Ling Yi to drive the two Red Hare horses and the carriage along the tree by himself.

With several more people on the tree, the old pine tree had a difficult journey, but it dared not utter a single complaint. After traveling for six days and six nights, it finally arrived at a great waterfall, where the old pine tree stopped.

"This waterfall is so beautiful!" the woman exclaimed, then murmured to herself, "Is this Huangguoshu Waterfall?"

"It has a name?" Murong Junlan looked at the woman, puzzled.

“Yes, geography.” The woman replied casually.

"What the hell is this now?" His beloved concubine always used some obscure characters that he couldn't figure out. However, before coming here, Murong Junlan had always had concerns. He suspected that the old pine tree spirit might be trying to fool them or playing some kind of roundabout tactic. But when he arrived, Murong Junlan smiled. On the stone wall next to the waterfall, several powerful characters were openly carved: Black Overlord's Cave.

"What an imposing name! It seems this wall is not to be coveted in the martial world." Murong Junlan suddenly felt a strong desire for the Black Overlord Wall in the cave, and he decided to go and meet it for himself.

"Black Overlord Wall lives inside, but it often goes out," the old pine spirit said to Murong Junlan, then paused and added, "I've heard there's a secret passage underwater."

"A secret passage? So this guy's always up to no good." Before Murong Junlan could speak, Luo Xie chimed in.

"..." The old pine tree spirit.

"Then you should go in and take a look." Murong Junlan and the woman remained seated in the tree, showing no intention of coming down.

"Go in? This..." The old pine tree spirit was in a dilemma. It had already risked its life to bring them here. If it went in, wouldn't it be smashed to pieces?

"The tree is too tall to get in," the old pine spirit said, still looking troubled.

"Jiang He." This is easy to handle, Murong Junlan called out casually.

Jiang He immediately drew his sword and chopped several tree branches with a series of sharp, cracking sounds.

"No, I'll go." The old pine tree spirit really couldn't do anything about this group of people. Now, whether it went or not, it would die. It was filled with regret.

"How do we get in?" Looking at the deep pool of water under the waterfall, Murong Junlan frowned, wondering if he should just jump in like that.

"Jump in? I've never been in, I've only heard about it," the old pine spirit replied truthfully.

"Go in and call out Black Overlord Wall." Murong Junlan looked incredibly handsome sitting in the tree.

"Who do you think I am, that I can just summon the Overlord Wall like that?" The old pine tree spirit grumbled for a while, then said unwillingly, "Even if you cut me down, I really can't do anything about it. To this day, I don't even know what the Overlord Wall looks like."

Murong Junlan didn't call Jiang He this time. Judging from the past few days, the old pine tree spirit is indeed no match for the Black Overlord Wall.

"It seems you really haven't been inside." Murong Junlan threw a stone into the water, watching the small splashes.

The old pine tree spirit nodded its head like a chicken pecking at rice, thinking to itself, "I must be bored, going to someone's place to die."

"Then you lead the way." Murong Junlan remained seated, while the group stared at the old pine tree spirit.

After a stalemate, the old pine tree spirit was no match for the group's intimidating presence and jumped into the water with a "plop".

"Lingyi, lead the way." Before the old pine tree spirit could even get up, Murong Junlan instructed Lingyi, who was standing to the side.

"Your Highness, actually I've never been inside either." Ling Yi had heard of the Black Overlord Wall before, but had never been in contact with it. He only knew that it had dominated the area for longer than he was old.

Murong Junlan picked up a few more large stones from the ground and threw them over. Some sank immediately, while others bounced a few times on the surface of the water before disappearing.

"How cunning." Murong Junlan's lips curled into a half-smile. He turned to look at Jiang He and said, "Jiang He, prepare the horses." With that, he took the woman's hand and jumped down from the tree.

"Yes." Jiang He immediately led over two fiery red rabbits. Murong Junlan only took one rein, then wrapped his arms around the woman, and with a powerful leap, the two of them jumped onto the horse's back.

"Jiang He, you ride the Red Hare, and Luo Xie will drive the carriage." The Black Overlord's Cave was fraught with danger. In comparison, Luo Xie's strength was temporarily stronger than Ling Yi, who had not yet recovered his power. Murong Junlan left these words and spurred his horse toward the deep pool in front of the waterfall.

"Your Highness!" Everyone except the eagle, who couldn't speak, cried out in alarm. Was His Highness going to commit suicide for love? There was a deep pool ahead!

Murong Junlan reined in his horse, glanced back at the crowd expressionlessly, then pulled on the reins, and the horse spurred forward again.

"Prince Murong, if you're not afraid of death, go ahead and be reckless, but don't drag my wife into it." Luo Xie jumped off the carriage and stood directly in front of the Fire Red Hare.

"Get out of the way." Murong Junlan frowned slightly, whether it was because Luo Xie said Yan'er was his consort again that he was displeased, or because Luo Xie was blocking his way, a fleeting look flashed across Murong Junlan's lips.

"Your Highness, if you intend to jump into the pool, please forgive me, Luo Xie." As Luo Xie spoke, he reached out and pulled on the reins.

Murong Junlan was angry. What were you all doing today? Why do you keep making him feel like something's wrong with you? He sighed slightly and was about to explain when the woman in his arms suddenly said, "Your Highness, there's a deep pool ahead."

A pang of pain shot through Murong Junlan's heart; his pride was wounded. How could his beloved concubine not believe him? Fine, I'll let you believe me this once. Murong Junlan yanked the reins sharply. Fire Red Hare reared up and neighed. Murong Junlan pushed off with his feet on the horse's belly, and Fire Red Hare's front legs buckled, its hind legs leaping forward, propelling it straight towards the waterfall…

"Your Highness!" everyone exclaimed. But in an instant, the Red Hare and the two people on its back disappeared, and the rushing water was still flowing down in front of them.

Because of the enchantment, the horse remained completely dry except for its tail, which was slightly damp. After the horse landed steadily, Murong Junlan looked at the pale-faced beauty in his arms and a feeling of tenderness suddenly welled up in his heart. He loved the way Yan'er held his hands tightly and nestled in his arms, showing her dependence.

"Were you scared?" I meant to say open your eyes, but I changed the question to something else.

"Your Highness." The woman turned her head and glanced at the composed Murong Junlan.

"The martial world is fraught with danger, and my beloved concubine also needs some training." Murong Junlan felt the pounding heartbeat of the person in his arms and tenderly placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Your Highness, look!" The woman, regaining her composure, was startled by the sight before her. "So beautiful!"

"Do you like it?" Looking up, Murong Junlan discovered that the Black Overlord Cave below the waterfall was a sacred place that opened up suddenly. The overlord vines on both sides of the cave intertwined, and the vines were covered with clusters of flowers. The colors of the flowers at the entrance of the cave gradually increased in depth, which was magnificent. Murong Junlan was also amazed by the beauty for a moment. However, the more beautiful something is, the higher the degree of danger it is.

Murong Junlan tossed two ribbons behind him and then ordered them to come in. Jiang He and the others received the order, and although they were surprised and doubtful, unsure if the carriage should also go in, Jiang He, having followed Murong Junlan for many years, immediately decided to drive the carriage towards the waterfall. Luo Xie panicked at the sight. Murong Junlan was fearless; was Jiang He also so reckless? Like master, like soldiers!

"Chanyu, you ride the horse, I'll drive the carriage." After saying that, Jiang He pulled on the reins, and the carriage leaped into the waterfall in the middle of the river.

Seeing the carriage suspended in mid-air, Luo Xie was so shocked he couldn't close his mouth. They've all gone in? Luo Xie reached out and patted Fire Red Hare, instructing, "Brother, you'd better be careful later, keep my life in mind." After saying that, Luo Xie took a few deep breaths, leaped onto the horse's back, closed his eyes, and pulled the reins, charging into the waterfall with an infinitely tragic air.

"I'm here!" Luo Xie roared, and then with a thud, he tumbled off his horse. Fortunately, Luo Xie was agile and got up after rolling a few times on the ground, cursing under his breath.

"Chanyu, didn't you see my carriage ahead? Why are you using so much force?" Jiang He glared at Luo Xie resentfully. Fortunately, the Red Hare was good at braking, otherwise the carriage would have been overturned.

Luo Xie chuckled and spread his hands, saying, "I thought this was a deep pool."

As everyone marveled at the cave dwelling of the Overlord Wall, a plume of black smoke suddenly emerged from the depths of the flower cluster in front of them. It was silent and odorless, but somewhat dazzling, and looking at it for a while would make one dizzy and lightheaded.

"Smog? Everyone, don't look at that smoke, concentrate on forgetting all about the flowers here," Murong Junlan suddenly said loudly.

"What? You can ignore the smoke, but how can you turn a blind eye to all these flowers?" Luo Xie felt that this was a bit unnecessary.

"Your Highness, these flowers are so beautiful. Look, this young lady is so pretty." Luo Xie's voice was somewhat ethereal.

"Slap." Murong Junlan slapped Luo Xie across the face from a distance. Luo Xie snapped back to reality in pain. The girl was gone. Was it a nightmare?

"This should be Black Overlord's Realm of Fireworks. The Realm of Fireworks has everything, but none of it is real. Whoever's will is weak, their desires cannot restrain them. Don't blame me for being ruthless." Murong Junlan glanced meaningfully at Luo Xie, as if explaining the slap from earlier. Murong Junlan paused, then continued, "And that floral fragrance is also a bewitching scent; inhaling too much will lead to descent into worldly depravity." Murong Junlan knew this because she had recently come across records in unofficial histories while researching ancient texts. As for why it was recorded in unofficial histories instead of official ones, that's probably still relatively unknown.

Murong Junlan never expected that such a mere black overlord wall would contain such a vast cave. It seems that obtaining this black overlord flower will not be an easy task.

Two horses and a carriage slowly made their way inside. Suddenly, a melodious song drifted from within the cave, so pleasant and soothing that everyone felt relaxed and comfortable. Murong Junlan was startled and shouted, "Don't listen to the song! If you do, you'll lose all your martial arts skills! Recite the martial arts manual!" Everyone was startled and quickly focused their attention on the manual, immediately entering a state of deep meditation.

"Your Highness." The woman in his arms suddenly blushed, turned her head with tender affection, and looked at him with a captivating gaze.

"Oh no!" Murong Junlan cried out inwardly. His princess consort, lacking in martial arts skills, had been poisoned by love potion. Fortunately, she was in his arms, so Murong Junlan disregarded everything else and lowered his head to kiss her... His Yan'er was beautiful today, breathtakingly beautiful, irresistibly beautiful. Her skin was like jade, her neck like a cicada's, her teeth like melon seeds, her forehead delicate and her eyebrows arched, her smile enchanting, her eyes like dark ink... It stirred his heart and made Murong Junlan's hand involuntarily slip inside the woman's clothes...

A hawk shrieked and pecked Murong Junlan's shoulder, jolting him awake. He slapped himself hard, cursing under his breath: What was he doing? He almost succumbed. Looking at the woman in his arms, still lost in the daze of passion, he knew he had to wake up. He hardened his heart and bit down hard on her lips.

If the cave is already fraught with danger upon entering, one can only imagine how perilous it is inside. Lingyi suggested that Murong Junlan give up on finding the Black Tyrant Flower, but Murong Junlan refused. The group rallied and continued their journey deeper into the cave.

"Your Highness, how did you know there was a path leading in from the waterfall?" Luo Xie had a question that he couldn't keep to himself.

"The Overlord Wall is protected by an ancient restriction." Murong Junlan replied to Luo Xie, but his eyes were fixed on what was ahead. He continued, "Didn't you see me throw two pebbles? If you look closely, you'll see the clues. Some pebbles sank immediately, while others rolled on the surface. If the bottom was all water, how could the pebbles roll? That's when I thought of the ancient restriction. Breaking the restriction revealed a transparent bridge suspended in the air."

Looking at the woman who had already woken up in his arms, Murong Junlan suggested that she turn around and sit facing him. That way, she could only look at his handsome face and wouldn't be distracted by the alluring flowers—a win-win situation. When the woman turned around, she reached out and hugged Murong Junlan's waist, which made Murong Junlan's face radiate a satisfied smile.