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Chu Xingyao gently picked up "Reincarnation" and whispered, "Reincarnation, we meet again."

She began practicing swordsmanship according to the instructions in "Flying Star Sword Manual," and every movement was full of power and beauty.

Her steps followed the lightness skill of "Treading Snow and Chasing Clouds," her figure was light and graceful, her sword light flashed, and her movements became more and more fluid and natural.

As her practice deepened, she no longer needed to consciously memorize sword techniques and moves; her body naturally knew what to do next.

In this space, time seemed to lose its meaning, and Chu Xingyao was immersed in practicing swordsmanship, tireless.

Her body and mind became one with the "Reincarnation" sword and the "Flying Star Sword Technique," and her swordsmanship became more and more exquisite, and her lightness skill became more and more superb.

Thirty days passed quietly in the space, and Chu Xingyao's swordsmanship had reached the same level as in her previous life.

"Miss, your swordsmanship and agility are already excellent, but if you want to unleash even greater power in actual combat, improving your wrist strength is key," Cola suggested.

Chu Xingyao nodded seriously; she knew Kele's analysis was correct. But she had to go out now.

An hour later, Chu Xingyao stepped out of the wooden tub filled with spiritual spring water. Her body radiated a faint glow, and every pore exuded vitality.

She felt more relaxed and energetic than ever before, and even the internal energy within her body became smoother and stronger.

Chu Xingyao stood in front of the mirror, calmly adjusting her black special forces combat uniform.

This combat suit is a high-tech product newly developed by China. It is made of lightweight and breathable materials and has excellent protective performance.

Its color blended almost perfectly with the darkness of the night, providing excellent cover for her upcoming secret operation.

Her face was completely covered by a golden mask, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes.

She originally preferred a mask that only covered her eyes, but her signature dimples forced her to abandon that option.

She slowly stroked her mask, secretly resolving to first establish an assassin organization called "Yanluo Palace," and her name would be "Nether Phoenix."

For things that are inconvenient for "Chu Xingyao" to do in the future, the other identity "Minghuang" can be used.

This outfit she wears today will become her signature look as the Underworld Phoenix of the Underworld Palace.

After checking her attire, her figure disappeared into the space in a flash of red light. Tonight, she was going to accomplish an important task, one that would keep Jun Xuanche up all night.

She smiled coldly to herself. Jun Xuanche, how could you have known that I have already been reborn, and your nightmare has only just begun?

Chu Xingyao was unusually calm and used her unique lightness skill, "Treading Snow and Chasing Clouds".

With the surge of her inner energy, her body became as light as a feather, like a night spirit.

In the blink of an eye, she had arrived outside the high walls of the Prince of Yan's mansion.

Everything here was so familiar to her, yet so strange.

Her eyes were filled with hatred, but even more so with anticipation for the impending revenge.

She took out her binoculars from her bosom, her gaze piercing through the heavy night and landing on the study window.

She recalled that in her past life, in order to help Jun Xuanche, she had learned lip reading from Ye Ying.

Now, this skill will help her understand Jun Xuanche's secrets.

In the study, Jun Xuanche was whispering with his personal bodyguard, Leng Feng. Chu Xingyao understood their conversation through lip reading:

"Will the assassins from the Absolute Kill Pavilion ambush Jun Jiuxiao tonight?" Jun Xuanche's voice contained a barely perceptible tension.

"Yes, Your Highness, the 'Absolute Kill Pavilion' has dispatched its second-in-command, 'Netherworld,' this time."

"It is said that this person's martial arts skills are unparalleled, and he has never missed a move."

"Furthermore, I have heard that Jun Jiuxiao has returned injured this time." Leng Feng's voice was low and steady.

"We must not let our guard down; the name of Jun Jiuxiao, the God of War, is well-deserved."

"To date, no one has seen him use his full strength."

A hint of apprehension flashed in Jun Xuanche's eyes.

"Keep a close eye on it, and report any unusual activity immediately."

Jun Xuanche waved his hand, and the guards bowed and withdrew.

Chu Xingyao thought to herself that Jun Xuanche was like a stinking bug in a sewer, fearful and uneasy in the presence of Jun Jiuxiao, but secretly using these insidious methods.

She remembered the name "Youming" and had heard of it in her previous life; his martial arts skills were truly remarkable.

Jun Jiuxiao is actually in the capital? She remembered that in her previous life, Jun Jiuxiao was always at the border, and he only rushed back after her coming-of-age ceremony.

Could it be that with her rebirth, some things have also changed?

Alright, let's go see Jun Jiuxiao first, but should we go see him as Chu Xingyao?

How could she explain to him that he possessed internal energy, was proficient in swordsmanship, and was the "Chu Xingyao" who was unconscious in bed?

In her past life, she knew that Jun Jiuxiao had planted secret guards around her.

She finally made up her mind to meet him today as "Nether Phoenix".

We will give him the "Hall of Yama" as a surprise later.

However, having come this far, it was not her style to leave empty-handed.

Her gaze fell upon the storeroom of the Prince of Yan's mansion, where Jun Xuanche's wealth and treasures were stored.

A quarter of an hour later, the storeroom of the Prince of Yan's mansion, along with Jun Xuanche's private treasury, were completely emptied by her and engulfed in flames.

The flames soared into the sky, reflecting her smug smile.

The instigator, Chu Xingyao, has already ridden the wind to find Jun Jiuxiao...

The tragic scene of Jun Jiuxiao's demise before her eyes in her previous life was like a heavy scar, deeply imprinted in her heart, difficult to heal.

Whenever she recalls the scene of him being seriously injured and traveling thousands of miles to rescue her, her heart aches as if it were being torn apart.

She was eager to see him and didn't want to wait even a moment longer.

She wanted to make up for all the love she missed in her past life and let him know that he was the only one in her heart.

When she heard the sounds of fighting and clashing weapons in the distance, her heart tightened.

The sound reminded her that he might be in danger.

Her pace quickened involuntarily; she would arrive in an instant, she could not afford to miss it again.

Finally, after countless reincarnations, she caught a glimpse of him for the first time, the one who haunted her dreams.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, she felt an indescribable emotion welling up in her heart—the joy of reincarnation and the relief of being reborn.

The moonlight, like water, spilled across the battlefield, also illuminating the man dancing with his sword under the moon—the God of War, Jun Jiuxiao.

Its posture is upright, like a lone pine tree standing on a cliff, resolute and unyielding.

His movements were agile, and despite being heavily injured, his swordsmanship remained sharp, with each swing filled with power and determination.

Chu Xingyao stood at a distance, her gaze fixed on Jun Jiuxiao.

She could sense the murderous aura emanating from him, an aura possessed only by those who had faced death.

This aura inspires awe, for it symbolizes countless trials of life and death and endless battles;

It is also heartbreaking, because it hides countless scars and pain.

Among the crowd, Jun Jiuxiao was like a war god descended to earth, his aura so strong it was suffocating.

His swordsmanship was as swift as lightning; every swing was precise and accurate, and every retraction of the sword resulted in either death or injury to the enemy.

His title of "God of War" is well-deserved, forged from the blood and flesh of countless enemies, representing the highest honor.

Just then, Jun Jiuxiao noticed a gaze. It was from a man dressed in unusual black, whose gaze was fixed on him.

Without turning around or hesitating for a moment, he threw the long sword in his hand at Chu Xingyao with all his might.

This throw was both a test of Chu Xingyao and a warning to her.

At this moment, Chu Xingyao was immersed in Jun Jiuxiao's heroic figure when Jun Jiuxiao suddenly threw his long sword at her. The sharp blade gleamed with a cold light under the moonlight and rushed straight towards her face.

Her body reacted instinctively, her inner strength surged, and she used her lightness skill "Treading Snow and Chasing Clouds" to its fullest extent. Her figure was as nimble as a gentle breeze as she evaded the fatal blow.

She steadied herself, feeling both surprised and delighted. She was surprised by the precision of Jun Jiuxiao's swordsmanship, and delighted by her own timely reaction and profound inner strength.

Jun Jiuxiao's gaze was sharp, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He hadn't expected the man in black to dodge his sword so easily, which piqued his interest in this mysterious figure.

Chu Xingyao felt Jun Jiuxiao's gaze. She knew that if she didn't reveal her identity soon, it would likely cause more misunderstandings. She never wanted to have any misunderstandings with him in this life.