Chapter 131 Parting Ways, On Zhongnan Mountain
Chapter 131 Parting Ways, On Zhongnan Mountain
Chapter 131 A Parting Ways, On Zhongnan Mountain
The world of The Condor Heroes, the grasslands.
Huang Rong stood in front of Wei Wu, her beautiful face glowing with the radiance of a lotus flower, though her red-rimmed eyes added a touch of gentleness to her appearance.
These past few days in the secluded paradise have been incredibly hectic. Huang Rong has lost count of how many people she's partnered with, but she's never neglected Wei Wu's training. Even if she can't help, she'll quietly watch from the sidelines.
She felt like she might be going crazy.
But in the secluded paradise, Huang Rong felt relaxed, a state of mind like when she first entered the martial world, where she didn't have to think about anything or care about anything. Therefore, that period was a long-lost period of comfort for her.
However, joy is always fleeting. When Wei Wu suggested returning to the Condor Heroes world to wrap things up, Huang Rong also chose to return to the Condor Heroes world.
Not for Guo Jing, but so that her father and elders wouldn't be unable to find her.
But Huang Rong did not expect that the first thing Wei Wu did after bringing her back to the Condor Heroes was to visit the Ninety-Nine Springs on the grassland.
Standing on a hill high enough to see the wedding inside the yurt, Huang Rong recognized the hosts. Instead of the expected heartache, she felt a strange mix of sadness and relief.
At least I'm not the only one who's been a "traitor"!
Huang Rong laughed self-deprecatingly, "If I had known it would end like this, why would I have chased him all the way to the grasslands back then?"
Wei Wu stretched out his hand, his fingertips lightly clenching as if grasping the wind in the grassland, and said casually, "If you are unhappy, just say the word, and in an instant, I can make sure that no one here survives."
Huang Rong took a deep breath, her slightly parted red lips turning pale, a hint of interest flashing across her delicate oval face, but she ultimately shook her head: "I have nothing to do with him anymore. Even if I kill him, I won't be happy."
She exhaled a deep breath, the air of the grasslands, turned to look at Wei Wu, a sincere smile appearing on her face. She reached out and pulled out the hairpins that adorned her hair in a woman's bun, throwing them to the ground. Her long, flowing black hair cascaded down, covering her thin shoulders and back.
Huang Rong, her face beaming with smiles, greeted the rising sun and said, "Let's go. Otherwise, Mo Chou will be getting impatient."
Since they had returned to the Condor Heroes, it wasn't just her and Wei Wu who came back. Li Mochou, who had her own agenda, also returned, but instead of coming to the grasslands, she headed towards Zhongnan Mountain with great enthusiasm.
In her words, this is called "If I become rich and powerful, I will not forget my friends." Now that she has "made it," she can't let her master and junior sister think that she died in the martial arts world. Of course, she has to return home in wealth and power and take the two of them to live a good life.
Seeing Huang Rong's appearance, so beautiful and delicate, Wei Wu couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lips.
Huang Rong was only stunned for a moment before she stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Wei Wu's neck, and gave him the most passionate response, so passionate that it even seemed to have a sense of venting.
After an unknown amount of time, a sandstorm swept in from afar, and the two reluctantly parted ways.
Huang Rong glanced at the sandstorm and couldn't help but sigh, "Is this a natural disaster?"
Wei Wu squinted at the sand curtain that seemed to blot out the sky and exclaimed, "The power of heaven and earth is truly awe-inspiring."
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He then burst into unrestrained laughter, declaring, "One day, I will make even this sandstorm as insignificant as dust before me!"
Having uttered those bold words, Wei Wu decisively embraced Huang Rong and returned to the secluded paradise. It wasn't like they were fleeing in disarray, but rather like a triumphant general returning home.
However, the wedding ceremony in the Ninety-Nine Springs was completely disrupted by this sudden sandstorm.
After the sandstorm subsided, Tolui spat out a mouthful of sand and cursed, "This is truly bizarre! This Ninety-Nine Springs has always been a summer resort; I've never heard of such a massive sandstorm!"
Ögedei was also disheveled, and looked at Guo Jing with a dark face: "Perhaps, someone's heart was not sincere, which has brought punishment from the Eternal Heaven."
Tolui's heart skipped a beat, and he protected Guo Jing, saying, "What nonsense! If it were truly punishment from the Eternal Heaven, it would be for our halting our troops and letting go of the prey we had in our grasp!"
Looking into the eyes of the other tribal chiefs, he said with exceptional sincerity, "The Jin Kingdom is in chaos. Even the emperor has committed suicide by self-immolation. War is raging everywhere. If we don't seize this opportunity to take down the Jin Kingdom, wouldn't we be wasting the blessings of the Eternal Heaven?"
The tribal chiefs smiled knowingly. They didn't care what Ögedei, Tolui, and Guo Jing were fighting over. All they knew was that once they conquered the Jin Dynasty, their tribes would get a piece of the pie, more horse farms, more cattle and sheep, more slaves, and more women to sleep with!
Immediately, the tribal chiefs, who resembled bandits, forgot about the sandstorm and raised their arms, shouting, "Destroy Jin! Destroy Jin!"
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Faced with this situation, Ögedei Khan could only reluctantly agree, selecting the Ironclad tribe that supported him as his vanguard, and boldly declaring: "We will destroy the Jin in three months and the Song in three!"
After the sandstorm subsided, Wei Wu and Huang Rong returned to the grasslands, but this time they didn't linger. They turned around and left, enjoying the scenery along the way, as sweet as if they were on a honeymoon.
When they arrived at Zhongnan Mountain, Wei Wu and Huang Rong saw more than twenty Quanzhen disciples guarding the stone steps of the mountain gate. Each of them had a stern face, and their swords were not sheathed, but were held openly, making them look particularly menacing.
Although the two were puzzled, neither of them took the Quanzhen disciples seriously and went straight up the mountain.
The leader of the Quanzhen disciples was not tall, but he was good-looking, with a long beard reaching his chest and a shrewd glint in his eyes. He looked like a man of importance.
Seeing that Wei Wu and Huang Rong didn't take them seriously, the man swept his longsword across the stone steps, leaving a sword mark, and shouted sternly, "There are villains committing crimes on Zhongnan Mountain. If you don't want to lose your life, you'd better go down the mountain now!"
This man appeared dignified and respectable, yet spoke with an air of superiority, completely lacking the refined elegance of a Taoist hermit.
Liang is just like the arrogant thugs in the marketplace who become rampant when they gain power.
Wei Wu glanced at the sword marks scattered at his feet, speechless, and then laughed. He said to Huang Rong, "Do I look like I know martial arts? Or do I just seem too easy to talk to? Why are there always these ignorant people trying to show off in front of me?"
With a smile on his face and without making any visible movements, he simply flicked his sleeve, and a surge of energy emanated from it, like a raging wind or a sandstorm, instantly grabbing the long-bearded Taoist and knocking him to the ground. Together with the other Quanzhen disciples, they tumbled down the mountain path like rolling gourds.
"We don't punish idlers, we don't punish lazy people, we only punish those who are blind to reason!"
Huang Rong could see clearly that even though these Quanzhen disciples had internal energy to protect them, rolling down this mountain path would at least result in broken bones and tendons, and it was hard to say how many of them would be able to get up.
However, she had no liking for the Quanzhen Taoists and naturally wouldn't speak up for them. She simply frowned and said, "The relationship between Quanzhen and the Ancient Tomb Sect isn't harmonious. Are you referring to Sister Mochou when these people say she's a villain?"
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