Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 105 Inviting the Moon, Inviting the Moon! (Seeking monthly votes)

"Drive~!"

The donkey cart swayed and rattled along.

Ren Shaoyang, driving the car, listened to the wind and gazed at the stars, looking languid.

The curtain behind him opened, and the little beggar peeked out to look at his back. He then turned his head and exchanged glances with Ding An on the roof of the carriage.

For many days, Shao Yang had been by their side, always resolute and determined, forging ahead without hesitation. In reality, however, he was worried about the changes and anxious about the problems facing the little beggar, suppressing his feelings excessively.

At this moment, the three of them traveled thousands of miles from Kunlun to Sichuan and then to Jiangnan, finally obtaining the "Five Ultimate Divine Skills". The little beggar also learned the "Acupoint Shifting Technique".

Shao Yang finally put down his burdens a little and enjoyed his leisure time, and the tension he felt eased a lot.

Hongxiu leaned closer to Shaoyang's shoulder and asked, "Crippled man, what are you doing?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Let's look at the sky."

So neither of them spoke, letting the white donkey roam freely, and they both looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the sky was vast and desolate, the moonlight was cold and white, there was not a breath of wind, and all around was quiet, not even the sound of birds chirping could be heard.

It seemed as if the entire world consisted only of this running donkey cart.

After some time, Hongxiu tugged at his collar and whispered, "Crippled man, you seem much more relaxed."

Ren Shaoyang nodded and smiled.

Hongxiu asked, "You must be exhausted from carrying such a heavy load on your shoulders all this way."

Ren Shaoyang said, "It's nothing."

Ding'an popped his head out from the roof of the car: "Crippled, you look like an old farmer after the autumn harvest, all relaxed."

“That’s right!” Hongxiu clapped her hands and said, “Ding’an sometimes hits the nail on the head.”

Ren Shaoyang sighed, "After experiencing two different worlds, it's finally time to resolve the hidden dangers on the little beggar. While I feel relaxed, I'm still a little nervous."

Ding'an asked, "What's there to be nervous about?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Good things often come with difficulties. I don't know how many twists and turns or how many obstacles there will be in the future."

Just as he was hesitating, Hongxiu reached out and patted Shaoyang on the head, saying, "Don't be afraid! I'm just a lowly beggar. It's already a huge surprise that I've survived until now. I'm not afraid of anything else."

Ren Shaoyang glanced at her, and suddenly a surge of heroic spirit rose within him. He laughed heartily and said, "That's right. When we were weak and crippled, we still managed to survive. Now that we possess supernatural powers, what are we afraid of? Heaven will not abandon us."

Ding An laughed and said, "You're wrong! We're God's favorite children, haha!"

Hongxiu chuckled and said, "I feel much more at ease knowing that you said your hand was severed."

The three exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.

Afterwards, Hongxiu jumped onto the roof of the car and discussed with Ding'an what kind of prosthetic arm would be more suitable for him.

Ding'an wanted something made of metal, thinking it would be imposing and powerful, and that he could be called Iron Hand from now on.

Little Beggar prefers to create a wooden one, which is easy to disassemble, and is more for fun.

The two began to argue endlessly. One said that metal was suitable for using fire, and the sound of fire shooting was exciting. The other said that wood was lightweight and could be designed to be equipped with grappling hooks, flamethrowers, and axes, making them armed to the teeth.

Neither of them could convince the other, so they pulled out some scrap paper, started sketching, and actually began designing.

Ren Shaoyang found their lively discussion amusing and would chime in with a few words to disrupt their train of thought, only to be scolded by the two men and then burst into laughter.

The donkey cart traveled along the official road for several hours, and when it saw a stream in the distance, it stopped to fetch water.

The area is covered with trees, and the streams flow downhill, causing many tributaries to converge and the water surface to gradually widen, eventually becoming a river.

The three got back into the car and drove on for a while longer. They heard a faint rumbling sound ahead, and after traveling about half a mile, they finally heard a similar sound.

Suddenly, the view opened up, and we realized we had left the forest. There were towering mountains, one peak after another, one mountain range after another, stretching all the way to the horizon.

On one side is a cliff, several tens of meters high, with the river rushing past and plunging down to form a huge waterfall, crashing into a deep, emerald-green pool with a thunderous roar.

The water mist below the waterfall rises into the air, resembling fluffy white clouds that linger around.

"Wow! How spectacular!" Hongxiu jumped up with joy. "Crippled man, broken hand, look here, look here!" She danced around, overjoyed.

Ding'an had never seen it before, and happily held hands with the little beggar, jumping and shouting for a while.

Then the little beggar quickly grabbed a piece of wood from the car and sat on the ground to start carving.

Ding'an stood to the side, holding the draft paper he had just drawn, turning it over and over, and chuckling to himself.

Ren Shaoyang lay on the lawn, a blade of grass in his mouth, staring blankly into the void.

The words slowly appeared.

[World Reputation: Dominating Jiangnan (Achieving unparalleled fame allows for cross-realm travel.)]

Ren Shaoyang watched the waterfall cascade down, the waves churning, his gaze wandering between heaven and earth, unfocused.

Yet, my mind was calmer than ever before.

Suddenly, the little beggar's magic knife, which he used to carve landscapes, trembled and sliced ​​off half of the bright moon carved on the wood.

She sighed, "A master has arrived."

Ren Shaoyang calmly replied, "How tall?"

The little beggar thought for a moment and then laughed, "It's higher than ever before. Even if Eunuch Cao and Blood Blade Ancestor were combined, they wouldn't be enough to defeat it."

Ding An exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, so strong? How does that compare to Hero Yan?"

Hongxiu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Uncle Yan is not good now, but if he returns to his peak, he can suppress this person."

“I know who it is,” Ren Shaoyang stood up and laughed, “and she’s here too!”

"Where is he?" Ding'an shaded his eyes with his hand and looked around. "There are only trees and waterfalls all around, I can't see anyone!"

Hongxiu's eyes snapped open, and she looked up sharply, shouting, "Over here!"

The words had barely left his lips when a voice came from afar, carried on the wind: "So it was you who hurt Lianxing?"

With each word spoken, the voice drew closer, and when it uttered the word "star," it boomed like thunder, drowning out the sound of the waterfall.

A beam of white light pierced through the surrounding moisture.

On the opposite bank of the river, a figure in white suddenly appeared, sleeves fluttering, standing tall and imposing.

Ren Shaoyang smiled nonchalantly, walked to the riverbank with his hands behind his back, and faced her directly.

Both of them were dressed in white robes, like figures from a painting.

Ren Shaoyang said loudly, "Invite the Moon?"

Yaoyue's eyes were half-open, and despite her petite stature, she looked down at the white-robed man on the opposite bank with a condescending gaze. After a long while, she whispered, "Butcher?"

Ren Shaoyang had never heard such a unique voice before.

Although her voice was lively and ethereal, her tone was extremely cold and domineering.

The earth and sky seemed to become filled with murderous intent and chill because of this simple sentence, and the stars in the sky seemed to lose their color because of it.

Ding Anping was usually reckless and bold, but as soon as he heard her speak, he felt a chill run down his spine and goosebumps appeared on his skin.

Hongxiu, however, remained calm and composed, her expression more serene than ever before. She didn't even raise her head, continuing to carve the wood.

Ding'an couldn't help but ask, "Little beggar, don't you feel cold?"

Hongxiu smiled slightly: "It's not that I feel cold, it's that my heart is cold."

"Aren't you afraid of that wicked woman?"

Hongxiu looked up and blinked her big eyes: "What are you afraid of? The cripple is even fiercer than her."

Ding An was stunned for a moment: "Yes!" He activated the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" and his face immediately became radiant, and his demeanor became natural and composed. On the other side, Ren Shaoyang laughed: "The innocent and childlike Palace Master Lianxing is already unforgettable, but I didn't expect that the domineering and stunning Palace Master Yaoyue would make this landscape pale in comparison."

Yaoyue coldly replied, "Flatter me? Do I need your nonsense?"

Ren Shaoyang glanced at her and sighed, "I'll only tell the truth."

"Hmph!" Yaoyue snorted coldly, a sneer playing on her lips. "I am the most outstanding woman in the world, unparalleled before or since. Your truth is nothing but nonsense to me!"

Ren Shaoyang was slightly taken aback, then shook his head and said, "I wish I could be as carefree as you."

Yaoyue smiled proudly, a smile that seemed to illuminate the entire mountain forest. She took two steps forward, and with each step, it seemed as if a cold wind was howling and mist was swirling around her.

Yaoyue shouted, "Heaven and earth may change, but I, Yaoyue, will remain unchanged! I will make the heavens collapse, and the heavens will not dare to fail me; I will make the earth crack, and all things will submit!" With a stomp of her lotus feet, an immense force entered the ground, creating a fissure that stretched all the way to the riverbank.

The river water was whipped up as if by a gale, and with a "whoosh," strange peaks rose abruptly, and white waves rolled in, rushing towards Shaoyang on the opposite bank.

Ren Shaoyang was suddenly attacked. He flicked his sleeve, and the "Great Vajra Divine Power" was activated and surged out of his body.

The two powerful forces clashed in mid-air, forcing the flood peak to remain suspended in mid-air, like a waterfall falling from the sky.

Ren Shaoyang stepped forward, his clothes and hair moving without wind: "Hmph!"

This sound was like the roar of a lion or the howl of a tiger, shaking the mountains and valleys, and even the mountains, rivers, flowers, and trees seemed to tremble.

Yaoyue suddenly felt her heart tremble and her mind wander, unable to believe her ears.

Then, with a loud "boom," the flood peak scattered and flew away in all directions.

Ren Shaoyang stood with his hands at his sides, looking at Yaoyue across the river with her eyes wide open, and raised his sword-like eyebrows: "Palace Mistress Yaoyue, I'm afraid you can't make all things submit to me."

A cruel smile appeared on Yaoyue's pale, cold face: "No one has ever dared to speak to me like this before. You are the first."

Ren Shaoyang said, "So what?" His tone was as lazy and relaxed as ever.

Yaoyue said, word by word, "No one has ever escaped the palm of my hand!"

Ren Shaoyang retorted sharply: "So you made Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque fight each other to satisfy your perverted desires?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden gust of cold wind swept through the area, and the distant mountains, clouds, and even waterfalls seemed to freeze in place.

A cold gaze was fixed on Ren Shaoyang, and Yaoyue's voice was sharp and ethereal, as if it came from beyond the heavens.

"Did Lianxing tell you?"

Ren Shaoyang ignored the approaching aura and said with a smile, "If you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place."

Yaoyue coldly replied, "No one can ruin my revenge plan!"

Ren Shaoyang sneered, "Are you going to kill your sister?"

Yaoyue calmly said, "I'll kill you first." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly leaped several feet away, her hands and feet motionless, her body swaying gently, just like a bright moon dancing gracefully in the night sky.

Feeling the waves of air rushing towards him, Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily: "I'll beat the moon down and let the thunderous sound rise!" Amidst his laughter, his sleeves fluttered as he threw a punch.

Under the bright moon, a great river flows, and two white figures appear.

One of them flew up and reached out with her palm, her beauty unparalleled.

One throws a punch from the ground, with a graceful and unrestrained style.

Suddenly, the little beggar and Ding'an seemed to no longer be able to sense the presence of the two, and only a soft sound was heard.

"Du!"
In the dead of night, an endless gale suddenly arose!
Gravel, soil, river water, broken branches, and fallen leaves—all tangible things—swirled and churned around the two of them like a hurricane.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, the river water burst forth with huge waves, several meters high, causing the ground to undulate.

Hongxiu and Ding'an felt their feet go numb from the tremors, and the donkey brayed loudly.

"Palace Mistress Yaoyue, bring out all your other tricks!"

In the midst of the raging wind, Ren Shaoyang stood tall and firm, like a rock in the heart of the river, washing away the turbulent current.

"I'll show you what cruelty is!" Yaoyue's voice came from all directions, accompanied by maniacal laughter.

Her white shadow seemed to be everywhere under the heavens and earth. With a wave of her hand and a glance, her palm force swept through the air, and with a loud bang, a huge crater was dug into the ground.

Ding'an was so dizzy from watching that he felt the wicked woman's attacks were too swift, like lightning and thunder, without any prior warning, which was truly terrifying.

Ren Shaoyang stood amidst the storm, showing no sign of panic, his eyes shining brightly, his body remaining perfectly still.

With a "hey," he flicked his fingers together, deflecting the incoming palms with a flick to the left and a flick to the right.

Ren Shaoyang slightly turned his body, changed his hand gesture, and flicked his right thumb and forefinger three times as if he were holding an embroidery needle.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
An incredibly sharp force swept through the air, like a steel needle piercing through a windowpane.

In the blink of an eye, the air was filled with a series of howling sounds, as if ten thousand arrows were being fired at once.

In that split second, a series of clanging sounds rang out as the two men's fingers and palms clashed countless times.

Yaoyue felt a slight tingling and numbness in her palms, but then felt the air ripple like flowing water, suddenly stabbing towards her eyes.

She immediately let out a sharp cry and slapped Ren Shaoyang's forehead with her delicate hand.

It turned out to be a lose-lose situation.

Ren Shaoyang laughed, "What a ruthless heart!" Instead of retreating, he straightened up and threw a punch at the incoming palm.

Yaoyue was extremely surprised, never expecting that Ren Shaoyang was not a coward after all.

The moonlight was like water, and the two moved with lightning speed, exchanging more than twenty moves in quick succession.

Although Yaoyue's attacks were unpredictable, Ren Shaoyang's punches were like a raging storm, and with the burst of divine power, he sent her flying four or five zhang away.

Ren Shaoyang didn't rush to pursue, but instead put his hands on his hips and said leisurely, "Palace Mistress Yaoyue, if this is all you have, then I am truly disappointed."

Inviting the moon, she flipped in mid-air, her lotus feet lightly touching the river's surface, and stood there.

The two men gazed at each other from across the river, their eyes gleaming with a divine light.

With a flick of her sleeve, Yaoyue coldly said, "I underestimated you!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "It seems that Palace Master Lianxing doesn't think highly of me."

"No, she thinks very highly of you." As Yaoyue strolled along the river, a chilling aura emanated from her.

"Oh?"

Ren Shaoyang looked down at her feet and saw that Yaoyuelian's feet were on the water's surface. It seemed that a mysterious force was causing the water to rotate, turning into one swirling eddy after another for her to walk through.

"The Mingyu Divine Skill?" Ren Shaoyang pondered. "But there are still flaws in its energy flow."

Yaoyue walked to the opposite side of him, stretched out her slender hand, and clenched her fist suddenly: "Even though Lianxing speaks so highly of you, I still don't believe it."

Ren Shaoyang tilted his head: "Why don't you believe me?"

"I don't believe in people I haven't seen, and I don't believe in things I haven't controlled." Yaoyue's gaze was intense as she spoke each word clearly, "I don't believe you're really that strong!"

Ren Shaoyang looked up at the distant mountains, suddenly sighed, and said, "Isn't this just 'not turning back until you hit a brick wall'?"

"So what?" Yaoyue sneered, saying each word clearly, "Even if I hit a brick wall, I'll smash it to pieces!"

Ren Shaoyang said quietly, "You're really a psychopath."

"No, destroying all that is beautiful is my greatest pleasure in life!"

A glint of emerald green sword light suddenly appeared from Yaoyue's sleeve, resembling a bewitching green snake in the night.

"Lianxing says your swordsmanship is superior and more exquisite, but I don't believe it!" She stared at Ren Shaoyang's right hand and shouted, "Let me see!"

(End of this chapter)