Reborn as Lin Pingzhi, starting from escorting Daiyu to the capital.

"good."

Wu Yazi nodded slightly, a hint of relief in his eyes, and slowly said:

"At this moment, your skill is already on par with that of the Star Constellation Old Monster. However, having skill alone is not enough to eliminate him without the support of martial arts techniques."

After saying that, he coughed repeatedly, gasping for breath.

Lin Daiyu thought to herself: I still have the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts and the Flaming Saber, which are unparalleled martial arts. I don't lack martial arts moves at all.

But then he thought that these were not the unique skills of the Free and Unfettered Sect, and it might be inappropriate to say them, so he swallowed his words in the end.

Lin Daiyu asked worriedly, "Master, what's wrong? I'll ask Brother Lin to come and save you; his medical skills are superb."

As he spoke, he got up to go find Lin Pingzhi.

"No."

Wu Yazi hurriedly stopped Lin Daiyu and said, "I have passed on all the essence of my more than seventy years of cultivation to you. Today my lifespan is coming to an end, so you don't need to waste your energy anymore."

He slowly took out a small scroll from his bosom, trembling as he placed it in Lin Daiyu's hand, and then said:

"There is a picture here depicting the place where I once enjoyed great comforts, located in the Wuliang Mountains of the Dali Kingdom. If you find the martial arts manuals I have hidden and practice them accordingly, your martial arts skills will be on par with Ding Chunqiu's."

"I originally intended to have the woman in the cave teach you, but with your talent, I suppose that won't be necessary."

As Wu Yazi spoke, a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

Daiyu felt increasingly saddened, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Wu Yazi forcefully removed a gemstone ring from his left hand and tried to put it on Lin Daiyu's finger, but he was too exhausted to even hold onto Daiyu's wrist.

Upon seeing this, Lin Daiyu quickly took the ring and carefully slipped it onto her finger.

Wu Yazi smiled with satisfaction and said, "Daiyu, you are now my third disciple, and Su Xinghe is your eldest brother. This is the sect leader's ring; you are now the sect leader, and they must all obey your orders."

Then, he softly recited: "Having seen the vast ocean, other waters are nothing; having beheld the clouds of Wushan, other clouds are nothing."

As he read on, his voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible. Suddenly, he burst into laughter several times, then his body slowly collapsed to the ground and remained motionless.

"Master!" Lin Daiyu cried out loudly, rushing to help him up.

Upon checking his breathing, he was already dead.

Lin Daiyu felt dizzy and collapsed to her knees, weeping softly.

After a long while, suppressing his grief, he bowed several times to Wu Yazi's remains.

He then got up, and with a light leap, he darted over the two wooden walls and reached the outside.

I was taken aback as soon as I stepped out of the wooden house.

The outside was a mess, with pine trees lying haphazardly all over the ground.

Lin Pingzhi fought Duan Yanqing and Xingxiu Laoguai alone.

The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect had arrived at some point and surrounded the two, watching the scene intently.

Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan, Duan Yu, Zuo Lengchan, Kumārajīva, and others stood scattered in the distance.

Beside the hut, Su Xinghe lay on the ground, his clothes tattered, his face as pale as paper, clearly seriously injured.

Su Xinghe was also taken aback when he saw Lin Daiyu come out, and he was secretly surprised: Why did a handsome young man go in and come out as a beautiful young woman?

Upon seeing the jeweled ring on Lin Daiyu's hand, he hurriedly straightened his tattered clothes, struggled to kneel before Lin Daiyu, kowtowed, and said:

"Su Xinghe, an unworthy disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, pays respects to the new sect leader."

Lin Daiyu quickly helped him up, continuously channeling her inner energy into his body, and asked with concern:

"Senior Brother, please get up quickly! What happened?"

Upon hearing Lin Daiyu's voice, Su Xinghe immediately recognized her.

Seeing Lin Daiyu continuously channeling her inner energy, he quickly said:

"Sect Leader, no! This is just a minor injury; I'll be fine after a short rest."

He continued, "To my shame, just now when the sect leader entered the wooden house, that traitor Ding Chunqiu suddenly attacked me. I was struck in the back and seriously injured."

It turned out that Su Xinghe was so excited when he saw Lin Daiyu solve the Zhenlong Chess Game that he didn't guard against Ding Chunqiu.

After Ding Chunqiu attacked Su Xinghe, he also tried to attack Lin Daiyu, but was stopped in time by Lin Pingzhi.

"As for this great villain..."

Su Xinghe continued, "He said that Young Master Lin killed three of their four villains, and he wanted to take revenge on Young Master Lin."

Lin Daiyu looked at the three people dueling.

Now that she has gained seventy years of internal energy from Wu Yazi, her eyesight is incomparable to what it used to be.

At a glance, it was clear that Lin Pingzhi was fighting two top experts alone and was gradually losing ground.

Duan Yanqing's face was cold and stern. He slammed his left cane heavily on the ground, while his right cane swept out like lightning, making seven killing blows in an instant.

Lin Pingzhi's longsword flashed with streaks of blue light, each one meeting the shadow of the opponent's staff.

The sword and staff clashed, producing a clear, ringing sound.

The two were locked in fierce combat when Ding Chunqiu suddenly struck them with a palm.

Lin Pingzhi reacted extremely quickly, shifting his body to the side and dodging the palm strike like a fish swimming.

The steel cane from Yanqing followed again, like a shadow, its shadow fluttering, extremely sharp.

Lin Pingzhi used the Three-Layer Cloud Stepping Technique, lightly tapping his feet in the air, instantly raising his body several feet higher.

"Young Master Biao's light-footed skill is truly impressive!"

Kumārajīva couldn't help but praise him.

Ding Chunqiu's lightness skill was also remarkable; his movements were as swift as lightning, and he quickly followed behind Lin Pingzhi.

With his youthful face and white hair, he fluttered about like a butterfly among flowers, perfectly embodying the word "carefree".

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Starry Constellation Sect all praised it:

"All martial arts under heaven originate from the constellations, and the martial arts of the constellations are the best in the world."

"With a stomp of his foot, the heavens and earth collapsed; with a wave of his hand, the sun and moon lost their light."

"The Immortal of the Stars holds the sun and moon in his hands and plucks stars from the sky; there is no one like him in the world."

Even more outrageous, some loudly proclaimed: "The Immortal Star Constellation, whose virtue matches heaven and earth, whose might shakes the universe, unparalleled throughout history."

The other disciples took out gongs, drums, flutes, and pipes, and started playing them, creating a lively atmosphere.

Upon hearing this, the Starry Night Monster became even more valiant, a smug smile spreading across his face.

"Utterly shameless!"

Su Xinghe couldn't help but curse under his breath, his face turning ashen, his injuries worsening.

Ding Chunqiu was clearly using the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Caught between the two, Lin Pingzhi was like a lone boat in a storm, looking extremely dangerous.

Only he knew how terrifying these two were.

Although Duan Yanqing is disabled, his kung fu is extremely high, and I must be wary of his Duan family's One-Finger Divine Skill.

Ding Chunqiu possessed exceptional lightness skills and also had poison abilities, so I spent most of my energy guarding against this.

Not far away, Wang Yuyan said anxiously to Murong Fu:

"Cousin, I think that if things continue like this, Young Master Lin is no match for these two. Please help him."

Murong Fu remained calm and said, "Cousin, don't rush, let's see how things go first."

The saying goes, "Murong in the South, Qiao Feng in the North." Murong Fu thought that only Qiao Feng could compare to him. He never expected that so many masters would emerge today, each one of whom was no weaker than him.

Especially Lin Pingzhi, who was much younger than him, made him extremely jealous.

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan stopped talking.

Nowadays, her main focus is still on Murong Fu.

As for Feng Bo'e and the others, they were grateful to Lin Pingzhi for saving their lives and had long wanted to help, so they couldn't help but say:

"Young master, I think we..."

Murong Fu said decisively, "Wait a little longer. This is a personal matter, and we cannot act rashly."

The group could only watch helplessly.

Meanwhile, Kumārajīva and Zuo Lengchan remained on the sidelines, observing from the sidelines.

Both of them shared the same thought: these three were all top experts at the time, and the death of one of them would mean one less opponent, especially Lin Pingzhi. They absolutely could not allow him to grow stronger, otherwise he would become a great threat in the future.

Lin Daiyu was about to step forward to help when Su Xinghe, seeing this, was shocked and quickly stopped her:

"Sect Leader, you must not act rashly."