The stolen magic is a bit magical

If Su Lin were to take a blow from the Grand Elder, that might still be possible, after all, he is a member of the Ancient Sect and might have some strange ways to protect himself while traveling the world. However, a fair fight would be too shocking.

How could there be any suspense when someone at most at the Enlightenment Realm fights the Qingqiu Grand Elder, who is already halfway to the Origin Realm, head-on without any conditions?
The Grand Elder said, "Su Lin... dare he?"

Fu Feng said, "If he doesn't dare, it will be considered as admitting defeat. Qingqiu can then use him as its target and implement the revenge plan set by the Grand Elder. We brothers and sisters who are an eyesore to you will still be removed from the Qingqiu fox register!"

The Grand Elder sighed deeply: "I have no desire to win, but to avert danger for Qingqiu, I... will accept this bet!"

"The Celestial Fox is the bond!" Fu Feng stretched out her hand, and a phantom celestial fox pattern appeared before her.

"The Celestial Fox is our pact!"

The Grand Elder's fingers and Fu Feng's fingers connected using this illusory celestial fox pattern!

Upon this interaction, Tianhu blinked slightly.

This indicates that the contract has been reached!

The Grand Elder smiled.

Fu Feng smiled too.

Behind Fu Feng, Fu Ling's voice drifted into her ears: "Big sister, what exactly are you playing at?"

The sound was like a groan.

Utterly helpless.

Fu Feng's gaze slowly returned to his younger siblings' faces: "Fu Ling, send me a telepathic message, and I'll answer you directly in front of everyone, how about that?"

"The contract is already made, it's too late to regret it, elder sister, tell me!" Fu Ling sighed softly.

Fu Feng said, "The reason I reached this Heavenly Fox Contract with the Grand Elder is actually only one: to permanently expel these traitors and lackeys who are acting as accomplices to the tyrants. Even if my parents are bewitched by them and want to keep them, they will be powerless to do so!"

Fu Ling's brows furrowed suddenly.

His heart is a bunch of octopuses...

Big sister, it sounds satisfying to say this in public, but you have to be sure. You're having Su Lin fight the Grand Elder, which is not even in the same league. It's a contest between two completely different teams, so there's no suspense and no surprises whatsoever, okay?

With a few of us in Qingqiu, we could at least put up a fight against the Grand Elder. Now, with a single contract, you've expelled us all from Qingqiu. The Grand Elder and his ilk can do whatever they want now. Who's driving whom out?
The Grand Elder's face was ashen, but a smile slowly crept onto his face: "It seems the Princess has a deep misunderstanding of me, actually trying to expel me. Alas, you have chosen the wrong method!"

Fu Feng slowly turned around: "Did I choose the wrong method?"

The Grand Elder said, "Su Lin, there is no chance of winning!"

Fu Feng smiled, a smile that was full of charm: "Elder, the Heart Pavilion sent you a message, but unfortunately I'm back. I intercepted their urgent message to you!"

The elder's smile suddenly froze.

Fu Feng said, "The message is about something that happened three days ago. Su Lin, the cultivation waste you see as good for nothing but being an official, killed Jian Qingtian with a single sword strike!"

The Grand Elder's expression suddenly changed.

Everyone's expression changed.

Fu Feng laughed and said, "If I remember correctly, the Grand Elder fought with Jian Qingtian last year. The Grand Elder was defeated by him with seven swords, right? Now that he has encountered Su Lin, who can cut down Jian Qingtian with a single sword, do you still think that your duel with him is without suspense?"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" the elder said in a deep voice.

"Impossible? It seems you don't believe what I'm saying. Then take a look at the various letters that the Heart Pavilions in different places have sent to the elders of the clan over the past three days! You should believe what they say!" Fu Feng stretched out his hand, and a crescent-shaped hairpin floated out from his hairline.

With a tremor, the moon hairpin emitted countless rays of light, making the entire world seem as if one had stepped into an ancient secret realm.

Letters arrived one after another from the Heart Pavilion, and the recipients were almost all in this council hall.

The most explosive news was about what happened three days ago in Ningcheng, the capital of Huzhou. Su Lin summoned the sect leaders of the seven major sects in Huzhou for a meeting. Jian Qingtian, the sect leader of the Broken Sword Sect, hurled insults at him, and Su Lin killed Jian Qingtian with a single sword strike.

It should be noted that without any official seal or endorsement, he single-handedly and with his astonishing swordsmanship, he directly killed the great swordsman Jian Qingtian.

The elder was visibly shaken, staring intently at the letters.

The other elders were also pale-faced, staring at their respective letters.

Today, the Hui people of Fufeng have given them an opportunity to kill Su Lin head-on, because it was a foregone conclusion that even the shrewd Elder had signed the agreement.

After signing, he kept thinking about whether he could take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to do a great service to the Heart Gate and really kill Su Lin.

However, in the blink of an eye, two heavy blows followed one after another.

The first blow came from Su Lin's genuine skill in killing Jian Qingtian head-on. If he could kill Jian Qingtian, how could the Grand Elder be his match? This gamble, with no suspense whatsoever, was destined to end in defeat in no time.

The second blow was that the entire connection between these elders and the Heart Gate was exposed!
This hairpin is no ordinary hairpin; it's a Heavenly Fox Hairpin!

A hairpin left behind by the Celestial Fox Ancestor.

Fufeng, as the eldest daughter of this generation, was granted this honor.

The Heavenly Fox Hairpin's greatest purpose is to shield and intercept heavenly secrets.

If even celestial secrets can be intercepted, what kind of information can penetrate its defenses?
The Hui people from Fufeng didn't return today.

On one hand, she obtained the latest intelligence from her younger sister Fufu, and on the other hand, she silently laid a net across Qingqiu to secretly intercept the secret communications between the Heart Pavilions in various places and the elders of Qingqiu.

The people of Xin Ge thought that this information had been successfully transmitted to the elders.

However, it was completely intercepted by an ancient artifact.

When the matter was explained to the public, the elders who had ties to Xinmen and Xinge were exposed.

The Grand Elder slowly opened his tightly closed eyes: "The First Princess is so cunning! But... my relationship with the Heart Pavilion is an open secret. Is it my great sin to connect with forces from all directions for the sake of Qingqiu?"

Fu Feng stared into his eyes and said coldly, "I don't need to argue with you about whether you are guilty or not. I only remember that you just signed the Heavenly Fox Contract, and you have a life-or-death battle with Su Lin! If you lose, all of you will have to get out of Qingqiu!"

On the Grand Elder's spiritual platform, a swirling mass of black energy lingered, and his vision blurred intermittently.

He had just said that Fu Feng was very cunning, but his real cunning lay not in using the Heavenly Fox Hairpin to gather information, but in that Heavenly Fox Contract.

If it's just about having connections with external forces, it's a topic that would be debated for three days and three nights without any clear right or wrong, so they don't really need to care too much.

You say I have an affair with Xin Ge and Xin Men, I'll just openly admit it, it's all for Qing Qiu.

However, the tightest thing around their necks was this decisive battle with Su Lin.

Elder, if you lose, given Su Lin's temperament, he will not spare your life.

If you die, your entire team will have to be forced to leave Qingqiu according to the contract!
This is what the Hui people of Fufeng Wanli really need to do.

As the eldest daughter of Qingqiu, she has wandered the world for a full century. Her cultivation may not have reached its peak yet, but her cunning is now completely different from what it used to be.

Fuya's face turned bright red: "I'll go tell Seventh Sister!"

I'm about to leave.

Fu Feng reached out and grabbed her: "No need to go! Seventh Sister isn't in Qingqiu at all; she ran away a long time ago. The one in seclusion in the quiet room is her maid, disguised with the Heavenly Fox Bracelet."

what?
Everyone was startled at the same time.

"Where did Seventh Sister go?"

"She disguised herself as a page in green robes, following her Brother Su around, having a wonderful time in Jiangnan," Fu Feng said with a smile.

"She...she actually participated in Su Lin's trip to Jiangnan?" Fu Ling's eyes lit up.

Fu Feng raised his gaze and stared at the elders in front of him: "Now do you understand? This generation of Qingqiu disciples is capable of accomplishing great things, such as establishing the rules of cultivation in Jiangnan! And you, besides being short-sighted and choosing a rat in the gutter, what else can you do?"

“Exactly!” Fu Ling said, “You may blindly reject the royal family, but you cannot ignore this undeniable fact: by joining forces with the royal family, we can accomplish great things!”

Fu Feng smiled; this was yet another goal she had set for returning to her homeland.

she……

Whether you call her a philanderer or say she continues the fox clan's characteristic of "going weak at the sight of men," the point is that she has connections with the royal family.

She was the concubine of the seventh prince.

According to the ancestral teachings of the Celestial Fox, she violated these teachings.

Therefore, she hopes that this generation of Qingqiu disciples will change this stereotype. There are thousands of people in the world, and there are many emperors. The fact that the first human emperor failed the Heavenly Fox Ancestor does not mean that every emperor after him will fail the fox clan women.

At least, her husband wouldn't!

This night...

Lin Xiaosu is very well-behaved.

He's so well-behaved, it's not like him at all.

Fu Fu tried to flirt with him several times with her beautiful eyes, hoping to lure him into the cabin to do something, but he was oblivious and didn't catch on.

Fufu's lips are so upturned they could hold an oil bottle.

As Mad Wolf sensed his presence up close, her thoughts were already scattered. Tonight, he didn't seem to be planning to go into the cabin. Would he invite her to "patrol the river"?
He's already taken down Zhizong today, so he has every reason to have his fun with himself.

But he didn't play.

Sitting at the coffee table, chatting with Gu Suixin, drinking wine, tea, and eating fruit...

Why?

Mad Wolf's heart sank little by little.

Could it be that he's finally tired of playing around?

That's true, after all, I'm ugly, so he'll probably only play around with me a couple of times before he's done.

I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to do "that" with him again.

Sir, do you know how bad you are?

If you hadn't touched me, I definitely wouldn't have thought about it that way. But you did touch me, and you even teased me like that, letting me experience such wonderful feelings, and then you let go. I feel so empty inside...

Fortunately, the night was short-lived.

No matter how tough it gets, a night can pass quickly.

The next day, early morning.

As the sun rose, Lin Xiaosu stood up: "Destination: West of Moon Lake! Let's go!"

The flagship moves, the army sets off.

Lin Xiaosu's troops march to the west of Yuehu!

It refers to the "West of Moon Lake" mentioned in the poem that Han Yan gave him that day—"If the north wind is wise, it will not pass by the West of Moon Lake."

This is a warning from Han Yan!
She made it clear to him: If you know what's good for you, don't mess with my Cold Moon Valley.

Today, Lin Xiaosu gave her a clear reply: I'm going to challenge your Cold Moon Valley!

The wind and thunder roared, the moonlit lake remained still, the sun rose, and the lake water shimmered with golden light.

Fifty warships set off from Huzhou and crossed Yuehu Lake.

White clouds drifted in the sky, and large flags waved atop the warships; everything seemed perfectly normal.

However, things suddenly changed west of Moon Lake...

The lake water suddenly became shimmering with light and shadow.

The warship plunged into this area, and the sky and water seemed to be another world altogether.

Peach blossoms bloom in the sky.

Underwater, a thick fog.

It looks so beautiful, yet it also exudes an uncanny eeriness.

Petals drifted down from the sky, disappearing into the mist as if buried alive.

"Senior brother!" Gu Suixin's expression changed: "The 'Burial of Flowers' technique, one of the Seven Wonders of Tiandu." Zhang Tao's expression also changed.

He knew about the Seven Wonders of Tiandu.

Heaven-conquering technique, Earth-suppressing technique, Demon-slaying technique, Celestial Realm technique, Flower-burying technique...

The art of burying flowers has an elegant name, but it is actually the most terrifying thing on the march of an army.

The world has changed completely, and the energy has been altered. Once you enter the Flower Burial Realm, it is like entering a maze from which you cannot escape. The falling of flowers is like the death of a person; burying flowers is also burying people.

Amidst the fluttering petals, a mournful melody drifts from a zither, like a funeral song.

The sound of the zither is unknown to anyone, drifting from all directions.

A woman's voice came: "I am a guest from the north, unaware of my own absurdity. This lake is not my homeland. There will be a time to return. Flowers bloom and wither, the moon rises and falls. I send you my words from that day, and bid you farewell with a branch!"

The gentle poetry touches the heart and soul.

Countless petals drifted down from the sky, covering everyone in the fleet.

As the soldiers gazed at the falling petals, feeling the unique atmosphere they held, they were almost in a dreamlike state. In their dreams, they seemed to see their loved ones descending from the sky to welcome them...

Lin Xiaosu slowly stood up!
He stepped into the void outside the ship!

This step was like a drop of water falling onto a calm lake.

A ripple slowly spread out from beneath his feet.

The ripples dispersed, and the scene changed.

Centered on him, it was no longer a fog, but a lake.

Gu Suixin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he murmured, "A battle for the Dao Realm?"

Zhang Tao's heart pounded; a battle for the Dao Realm!
The war that took place at the Dao-wielding realm was similar to a domain war.

The one who came was Zhidao Hanyan.

She created her own Daoist realm using the Heavenly Capital Flower Burial Technique.

Faced with those who had attained the Dao, they and their army had no chance to fight back, because none of them had attained the Dao. At the level of attaining the Dao, the battle was not about the strength of the army, but about the Dao realm.

Their superiors, who clearly did not have anyone to uphold the Dao, stepped forward and launched a direct battle for the Dao Realm!
Lin Xiaosu raised his gaze, looking straight up at the sky, and said calmly, "Miss Han, as a woman, loves the falling of flowers and the flying of petals, so you gave me a poem about burying flowers. As a man, I prefer the clear sky and bright moon, so how about I return the favor with a poem about 'Spring River Flower Moon Night'?"

Han Yan laughed: "Spring River? Are you sure it's spring right now?"

"As long as spring is in your heart, even the bleak autumn wind is spring!"

Han Yan said, "What a magnificent and talented scholar, Su! Please, then!"

Lin Xiaosu began to recite: "The Pearl River tide rises level with the sea, the bright moon rises with the tide, its shimmering light travels thousands of miles with the waves, where on the spring river is there no moonlight..."

As soon as the four lines of poetry were recited, the petals that were everywhere in the sky suddenly stopped falling.

Moonlight shone faintly on the petals.

Suddenly, a bright moon appeared in the sky.

Beneath his feet, the Pearl River, which resembled a maze, seemed to be returning to its source.

Gu Suixin was shocked: The Law of Space!

His space had already permeated the other party's Dao realm.

The Daoist realm space created by the other party is replaced by his own space.

Fu Fu's little mouth opened slightly, as if she had suddenly been given a jug of strong liquor.

Reciting poetry!
He's reciting poetry again!

Few people in the world know that her Su brother, when he first came to Qingqiu, was known for his poetic and romantic nature.

Today, he started it again...

Han Yan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

I once again felt his overwhelming literary talent.

A poem, just four lines, yet so exquisite.

As soon as she had this feeling, Han Yan secretly thought something was wrong.

She would enjoy appreciating exquisite verses on ordinary days, and appreciating them would be a source of great pleasure.

However, what lies before us is a struggle for the Dao Realm.

She cannot express appreciation for anything from him. If she does, she will agree with it, and once she agrees, he will have completed the penetration of her Dao realm.

Quickly find his weakness...

The flaw has been found; the poem is good, but it's incomplete...

With this realization, the petals in the sky came back to life...

However, Lin Xiaosu's poem was unfinished, and she continued on her journey...

"The river meanders around the fragrant fields, the moon shines on the flower forest like scattered snowflakes, the frost flows unnoticed in the air, and the white sandbars on the river are nowhere to be seen..."

With a soft hum, the white mist that had just formed on the river below dissipated.

Han Yan was terrified, her entire being captivated by the exquisite beauty of the poem, and she was overwhelmed with emotion.

"The river and sky are one color, without a speck of dust; the bright moon hangs alone in the sky. When did the moon first shine on the riverbank? When did the river moon first shine on man?"

As these four lines of poetry came to a close...

All the flower petals in the sky and on the ground were cleared away.

The river and sky truly blend into one color, without a speck of dust!

Above the sky, a solitary moon, bright and unparalleled, shone. Beneath the moonlit river, a light boat materialized out of thin air beneath Lin Xiaosu's feet. He stood on the bow of the boat and drifted closer.

Han Yan stared blankly at this scene. Her heart was completely filled with Lin Xiaosu's poem. Every beautiful word, like every irreplaceable inch of this world, together created the spring river flower moon night he had depicted.

She wanted to resist, but what rose in her bones was a deep intoxication.

This intoxication caused cracks to appear all over her Dao realm.

Lin Xiaosu, standing alone at the bow of the boat, was immersed in the unique atmosphere of his "Spring River Flower Moon Night".

The spatial law seed within his body trembled slightly, as if it too had been touched.

Unbeknownst to them, the Dao Seed opened, and a complete Dao Flower of Spatial Laws emerged from its shell.

As the Dao Flower bloomed, the secret realm space within his body merged perfectly with this space, allowing him to touch the threshold of the third level of the three secret realms that Ding Ruoshui had once mentioned for the first time in his life.

The human body has three realms: the first is called "solitude," the second is called "aid," and the third is called "substitution."

What is substitution?
The internal secret realm and the external space are interchanged.

He suddenly felt that the secret realm within his body was no different from the real world beneath his feet, and he could place the spacetime turbulence within this real space.

Spacetime turbulence is his most powerful trump card in the secret realm.

It has shattered many primordial spirits.

However, such shattering is extremely difficult, and it requires that the primordial spirit be blind and stumble into his secret realm space on its own.

Now, he can bring the spatial-temporal turbulence out of the secret realm, meaning that this greatest constraint on him is no longer a constraint...

His joy was boundless.

The poem he recited, "Spring River Flower Moon Night," flowed along the river, propelling it to its most magical realm...

"We gaze at each other from afar, yet cannot hear each other's voices; I wish I could follow the moonlight to shine upon you..."

On the river, a silver shuttle appeared, and above it, a misty haze, like a fairy under the moon, gazed at him with bewildered eyes, as if pondering an age-old question: Why, at this moment, do we, facing each other across the river, become enemies? Must we be enemies? I do not wish to be his enemy; I wish to follow the full moonlight and travel with him!
Above the sky, there was also a silver shuttle, a celestial object.

On the silver shuttle was also a person from Tiandu.

The Holy Maiden of Flash Spirit once again cast the Fairy Realm spell. Within the Fairy Realm, there was no trace of dust. She gazed at the painting of Spring River Under the Moon, completely mesmerized.

"The slanting moon sinks deep into the sea mist, the road to Jieshi and Xiaoxiang stretches endlessly, I wonder how many will return by moonlight, the setting moon stirs emotions among the trees along the river!"

As the last line of the poem was recited, the shadows of the trees behind Lin Xiaosu swayed in the wind, and he appeared before the cold mist and silver shuttle, with a bright moon behind him.

He was so handsome and dashing.

Han Yan took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes. At first, she was still a little dazed, but the night breeze blew and the dazedness instantly dissipated, replaced by the clear, cold moonlight: "This humble woman recited poems twice and received two responses from Lord Su. Each poem was more amazing than the last. Han Yan admires Lord Su's talent to the fullest!"

"How dare I!" Lin Xiaosu smiled.

"However, Han Yan's 'The Burial of Flowers' is not a poem, but a melody!" Han Yan raised her hand and placed it on the strings of the zither on her lap.

Like the wind blowing, like water flowing...

A wonderful melody was born from her lap.

The clear waters of the Pearl River beneath Lin Xiaosu's feet suddenly transformed into endless spring blossoms.

Spring blossoms burst and faded, swept into the vast emptiness beneath their feet.

It stretched all the way down to Lin Xiaosu's feet.

On the warship, Gu Suixin's pupils suddenly contracted: "Show me your true skills!"

The phrase "cold smoke" just now merely opened up her Dao realm.

This song truly embodies the Daoist concept of "burying flowers."

This is the true world-destroying power of a great righteous being who can turn the world upside down and create clouds or rain.

Lin Xiaosu looked at the myriad flowers blooming and disappearing beneath her feet and smiled slightly: "So that the Holy Maiden may know that my 'Spring River Flower Moon Night' is not just a poem, it is also a melody!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a long flute floated up into the air.

The music was so beautiful, perfectly capturing the true essence of "Spring River Flower Moon Night".

A spring night on the river should be quiet.

On a spring night by the river, the bright moon hangs high in the sky.

On a spring night by the river, fate is unpredictable, but people have a constant heart.

I don't necessarily need to see every moonrise and starset, nor do I necessarily need to trace back to when the moon first shone on the riverbank, or when the river moon first shone on people.

I only know that life is short, so I will follow my own path, think what I want, love what I love, and live a carefree life...

As the music began, it spread out the myriad blooms and withers beneath our feet.

It swept away the layers of illusions on the Spring River.

A bridge of love spans the bottomless abyss...

On the warship, Fufu was already completely drunk.

The silver shuttle in the sky was completely lost in the beautiful flute music.

Unbeknownst to them, the music from the zither on Hanyan's lap transformed into flowing spring water, following in the footsteps of Lin Xiaosu's flute.

Once she caught up, her Dao realm shifted from being the leader to being a follower.

But she knew nothing about it.

This actually means that she has already lost!

A complete and utter defeat! (End of Chapter)