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The reception hall of the "Hexinglong" headquarters, though not as luxurious and bizarre as the inner hall, was still quite grand, with red carpets, carved beams and pillars, and precious porcelain on display.

At this moment, there were two women in the hall, each with a distinct style, yet equally captivating.

On the left is a woman dressed in a long, embroidered purple-black palace gown. The hem of her gown is embroidered with intricate spiderweb patterns in gold thread, and at the center of the spiderweb, beneath her full figure, a lifelike golden spider seems poised to devour her.

Her hair was piled high on her head, adorned with several uniquely shaped black jade hairpins that resembled spider legs. Two blood-red gemstone earrings dangled from her earlobes, swaying gently with her subtle movements and reflecting an eerie light.

This woman was extremely beautiful, with skin as white as snow, and exquisitely beautiful features. Her peach blossom eyes were watery and captivating, their every glance seemingly hooked, easily stirring a man's heartstrings. However, deep within those beautiful eyes lurked a faint, almost imperceptible, chilling coldness, like a poisonous spider hiding beneath a beautiful flower, making one's heart tremble at the sight of it.

At this moment, a slight, ambiguous smile played on her lips, exuding an air of disdain and arrogance. She was none other than Zhu Jie's daughter, known as "Poisonous Spider," Zhu Mei.

The woman on the right exudes exotic charm. She wears a fiery red, form-fitting Hu-style outfit that perfectly accentuates her wild and vibrant figure, highlighting her long, straight legs and healthy beauty. A light, sheer white gauze overlay adds a touch of alluring mystery as it flutters in the breeze.

Her chestnut-brown, wavy hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, adorned with strings of tiny golden bells that jingled melodiously with her movements.

Her face was sharply defined and radiant, with large, bright brown eyes that sparkled with cunning, curiosity, and undisguised wildness, like the purest amber from the Western Regions. Beneath her high, straight nose were two full, sensual red lips, which were now adorned with a hint of amused smile.

She wore a uniquely shaped Western Region scimitar at her waist, its scabbard inlaid with various gemstones, making it extremely ornate. A long, colorful silk ribbon lay casually beside her, clearly both an ornament and one of her weapons.

This woman is Lianrou, the daughter of the Western Turkic chieftain Yun Shuai.

The two women, one alluring like a venomous spider and the other radiant like a wild horse, possessed vastly different temperaments, yet both exuded a powerful aura, making the large reception hall feel somewhat cramped.

Sun Qiniang and Ouyang Xu followed Wanwan into the reception hall, where this was the scene they saw.

Zhu Mei saw that the people who entered were Sun Qiniang, Ouyang Xu, and an unfamiliar young girl. Her slender peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and she said with a coquettish smile, "Oh, Elder Sun, Elder Ouyang, how have you been? Where is Fatty An? He's getting more and more arrogant. This princess and my sister Lianrou have come to visit in person, and he didn't even come out to greet us?"

Her voice was charming and alluring, yet it carried a condescending, questioning tone.

Lian Rou remained silent, her brown eyes curiously observing Wan Wan, who was walking at the front. Her gaze swept over Wan Wan's calm face and dark green dress, and the smile on her lips deepened, as if she had discovered something interesting.

Sun Qiniang stepped forward, a professional smile plastered on her face: "So it's Princess Mei and Princess Rou who have graced us with their presence. Please forgive us for not welcoming you sooner. It's really unfortunate that Sect Leader An has recently had some enlightenment and is currently in seclusion in his chamber, having specifically instructed that he not be disturbed. If the two princesses have any important matters to discuss, please feel free to inform Elder Ouyang and me. Once Sect Leader An emerges from seclusion, we will certainly pass on the message as soon as possible."

"Retreat?"

Zhu Mei scoffed, clearly unconvinced: "When did Fatty An become so diligent? Just a few days ago he was exchanging letters with this princess, discussing the details of the alliance, and now he's gone into seclusion? Sun Qiniang, are you trying to fool this princess?"

Then, he turned his gaze to Ouyang Xu: "Elder Ouyang, you tell me, is Anlong here or not?"

Ouyang Xu coughed and cupped his hands, saying, "Cough cough... Princess Mei, please understand, the Sect Master is indeed in seclusion... cough cough... This matter concerns the Sect Master's martial arts breakthrough, and I dare not disturb him..."

Lian Rou suddenly spoke, her voice carrying an exotic accent, which only added to its magnetism: "Oh? In seclusion? That's quite unfortunate."

She stood up, her bare feet stepping on the soft carpet (she wasn't even wearing shoes, and a small gold chain adorned her snow-white ankles), and took two graceful steps forward, her gaze falling on Wanwan, who had been standing silently.

"This young lady looks very familiar. May I ask your name? It seems that Elder Sun and Elder Ouyang both regard you as their leader?"

Lian Rou asked with a smile, her brown eyes sparkling with inquiry.

Reminded by Lian Rou, Zhu Mei immediately turned her sharp gaze to Wanwan, scrutinizing her from head to toe, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She also noticed the unusually respectful attitude that Sun Qiniang and Ouyang Xu had towards this young girl.

Wanwan met their gazes, smiled calmly, and nodded slightly: "I am Wanwan, a disciple of the Yin Kui Sect. I am currently handling some sect affairs on behalf of Senior Uncle An. Before Senior Uncle An went into seclusion, he entrusted his affairs to me. If you two princesses have any advice for me, please tell me."

"The Yin Kui Sect? Wanwan?"

Zhu Mei's expression changed slightly, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes: "You're Zhu Yuyan's apprentice? What are you doing here? Where's An Long?!"

Her mind raced. The news of the Yin Kui Sect's defection to the Heavenly Dao Alliance had already spread, and now Zhu Yuyan's disciple had actually appeared in the core area of ​​the Heavenly Lotus Sect, and seemed to be in charge of affairs? This was definitely not normal!

Lian Rou raised an eyebrow, showing surprise, then her interest grew, and she crossed her arms, looking like she was watching a good show.

Seeing Zhu Mei's aggressive tone, Sun Qiniang quickly tried to smooth things over: "Princess Mei, please calm down. Miss Wanwan is the sect leader's junior sister, and she came here by invitation..."

"Shut up!"

Zhu Mei interrupted Sun Qiniang sharply, staring intently at Wanwan, her voice icy: "I didn't ask you! Wanwan, tell me! What exactly happened to Anlong? Was it your Yin Kui Sect and the Heavenly Dao Alliance that were behind this?!"

Before she finished speaking, Zhu Mei and Lian Rou exchanged a glance, and the two instantly reached a tacit understanding!
Regardless of Anlong's situation, capturing Wanwan of the Yin Kui Sect, along with Sun Qiniang and Ouyang Xu, and forcing them to reveal the truth is undoubtedly the most advantageous option at present! Controlling the core figures of the Tianlian Sect would greatly benefit both Zhu Mei's efforts to integrate the Southern Demonic Sect forces and the interests of the Western Turks behind Lian Rou!

"Do it!"

Zhu Mei let out a sharp cry, her figure flashing forward like a ghost, her speed astonishing! Her left hand formed a claw, the fingertips instantly turning pitch black, bringing with it a stench, as she aimed straight for Wanwan's face! It was one of her signature moves, the "Five Poison Black Fiend Claw"! At the same time, her right hand flicked at the black brocade pouch at her waist, and a nearly invisible wisp of pale pink dust silently drifted towards Wanwan and the other two! Meanwhile, Lian Rou also moved!

With a light tap of her foot, the gold chain around her ankle clinked crisply. She seemed to lose all weight, transforming into a red phantom, using the "Phantom Movement Technique" to instantly appear behind Sun Qiniang and Ouyang Xu! The curved blade at her waist was already drawn, its light like a cold, moonlit arc, slashing towards Ouyang Xu's neck with a piercing whistling sound! Meanwhile, the long, colorful ribbon shot out like a living thing, wrapping around Sun Qiniang's feet, attempting to restrict her movements!

The two worked together seamlessly, one using orthodox and the other unorthodox, one using force and the other using gentleness. Their first move was a killing blow, clearly indicating their intention to subdue the three of them with overwhelming force!
Faced with this sudden attack, Sun Qiniang and Ouyang Xu's expressions changed drastically. Although they had been prepared, Zhu Mei and Lian Rou's martial arts skills were extraordinary, especially Zhu Mei's poison skills, which were even more difficult to defend against!
Ouyang Xu let out a strange cry and retreated rapidly. At the same time, he had already grasped a pair of black judge's pens in his hands and tried to block Lian Rou's curved blade.

Sun Qiniang also let out a sharp cry, and a poisoned short blade slid out from her sleeve, slashing at the approaching silk ribbon. She twisted her body, trying to avoid the range of the poison powder.

However, Zhu Mei's silently released pale pink poison powder, "Drunken Immortal Lotus," covered an extremely wide area, almost engulfing a large area in front of them, and it looked like it was about to engulf the three of them as well.

At this critical moment, Wanwan, who had been standing still, moved.

Seemingly ignoring Zhu Mei's sharp, poisonous claws and the swarms of poisonous powder, he simply took a step forward.

With that step, her aura suddenly changed! A mysterious and powerful aura suddenly spread out from her center!
Demonic aura—unleash!

The pale pink poison powder that swept in seemed to encounter an invisible wall when it got within three feet of Wanwan, or as if it were being pulled by an invisible force. It changed direction involuntarily and began to rotate around Wanwan, unable to penetrate her at all!
As Zhu Mei's swift and ruthless Five Poison Black Claws entered the range of the Heavenly Demon's aura, they also felt a powerful stickiness and distortion. The claw force seemed to sink into the mud, the speed dropped sharply, and the originally sharp trajectory became crooked and twisted!
Zhu Mei's expression changed drastically. She felt that her invincible poison skills and claw techniques had been easily neutralized and redirected by the opponent in an unbelievable way!

"How is this possible?!" she exclaimed in shock.

At the same time, Wanwan flicked her jade-like fingers with her left hand, and a pure and gentle stream of Heavenly Demon True Qi shot out, striking Lian Rou's curved blade that was slashing towards Ouyang Xu with pinpoint accuracy.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, Lian Rou felt a violent jolt in her wrist, and the curved sword almost slipped from her hand. The sharp arc of light was instantly broken! She was shocked. Wanwan's internal energy was so profound and pure.
Wanwan reached out with her right hand and grabbed at the colorful ribbon that was wrapping around Sun Qiniang. It seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, paused abruptly, and then uncontrollably rolled back, wrapping around Lianrou herself!

In the blink of an eye, Wanwan effortlessly defused the combined attack of Zhu Mei and Lian Rou all by herself! She even had the strength to counterattack!

Sun Qiniang and Ouyang Xu were dumbfounded. They knew that Wanwan had received the Alliance Leader's teachings and her skills had greatly improved, but they never expected her to have reached such a level! She was able to remain so composed in the face of experts like Zhu Mei and Lian Rou!

Zhu Mei and Lian Rou were utterly astonished! They were confident in their martial arts skills, believing that even if they weren't as strong as An Long, they were close enough to defeat him. They had intended to quickly subdue the three, but they never expected Wanwan's strength to be so terrifying!

Frustrated by their first move, the two immediately changed tactics and retreated, creating distance between themselves. Their eyes were filled with seriousness as they looked at the girl in the dark green dress in the center of the arena.

Wanwan remained standing, watching Zhu Mei and Lian Rou who looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy. She gently straightened her sleeves and spoke softly:
“Princess two, is this your ‘experience’? It seems… not enough.”

Wanwan's casual words were like invisible whips lashing at the hearts of Zhu Mei and Lian Rou. Both women were proud and arrogant, and had never been so slighted before. Zhu Mei, in particular, as the daughter of Zhu Jie, had always been the one bullying others.

"Insanity!"

Zhu Mei's pretty face turned fierce, and murderous intent surged in her peach blossom eyes: "You're just relying on a few strange auras. Do you really think this princess can't do anything to you?!"

Before she finished speaking, she sprang into action again! This time, Zhu Mei didn't charge straight at him. Instead, she used a strange footwork technique, her figure darting left and right like a ghost, leaving behind afterimages that made it difficult to track her true trajectory. At the same time, she raised her hands repeatedly, sending several points of cold light mixed with powder of different colors scattering towards Wanwan like a celestial maiden scattering flowers!

"Seven Deadly Poisonous Light! Miss, be careful!"

Sun Qiniang exclaimed in alarm upon seeing this. This "Seven Deadly Poisonous Lights" was Zhu Mei's trump card technique. The needles, as thin as cow's hair, were coated with seven kinds of mixed poisons, which would kill on contact with blood. In addition, the powder had a variety of effects such as bewitching, bone corroding, and paralysis, and the coverage area was extremely large, making it very difficult to defend against.

However, Wanwan simply stood still, her expression unwavering. As the poisonous light and powder threatened to engulf her, the invisible demonic aura surrounding her swirled once more. This time, it wasn't a simple repulsion, but rather the creation of a strange vortex of power!

The poison needles and powder that shot towards her seemed to be thrown into an invisible vortex when they got within a foot of her body. Their trajectories became chaotic and no longer pointed at Wanwan. Instead, they collided with each other, and some of them were even carried back by the force of the vortex, shooting back at an even faster speed and attacking Zhu Mei herself!
Use the other person's way to repay the other person's body!
Zhu Mei was horrified. She had always been confident in her poison skills, but she had never seen such a bizarre situation! It was as if the other party could control all her attacks! She hurriedly used her movement technique to dodge the poison needles and powder that were reflected back at her in a disheveled state. Her sleeves were torn in several places and stained with some powder. Although she took the antidote in time, she was still covered in a cold sweat.

Just as Zhu Mei was scrambling to react to her own reflected attack, Lian Rou got serious. She sensed Wan Wan's strange aura and knew it was unwise to attack her at close range. So she let out a sharp cry, the golden bells on her feet jingling, and she spun rapidly as if performing a whirling dance.

"Phantom Mirage!"

In an instant, seven or eight red figures of Lian Rou seemed to appear simultaneously in the reception hall! These figures, indistinguishable from reality, were all making different movements, some wielding swords, others dancing with ribbons, attacking Wanwan from all directions at the same time! The sharp whistling of the curved swords cutting through the air and the fluttering of the ribbons intertwined, confusing the senses. This was her killing move, created by combining illusionary movement techniques with ribbons and curved swords—aimed at using illusions to confuse and then delivering a fatal blow with real attacks!

Among the seven or eight red phantoms, at least three slashed out with real, incredibly sharp curved blades, targeting Wanwan's upper, middle, and lower body! Two more ribbons emerged like venomous snakes, one wrapping around Wanwan's neck and the other coiling around her feet!

Faced with this overwhelming attack that was a mix of real and feints, Wanwan lightly touched the ground with her bare feet, her body swaying slightly, as if she had transformed into a wisp of smoke without any substance, shuttling through countless flashes of sword light and shadow.

Her movements were as graceful as a dance, always narrowly avoiding fatal blades at the last second. Her jade-like hands, whether fingers or palms, whether brushing or flicking, precisely struck the side of the curved blade and the points of force on the ribbon, deflecting and neutralizing Lianrou's fierce attacks one by one.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

The sound of gold and iron clashing is endless.

Wanwan didn't even use the Heavenly Demon Twin Slashes; with just her bare hands and ghostly movements, she parried Lian Rou's meticulously prepared killing moves! Her movements were fluid and effortless, as if she had already seen through all the illusions and directly targeted the real attack. (End of Chapter)