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

Chapter 58 A Change of Expression (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
to be frank.

He Can regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth, but seeing the expressions of those around him, he was forced to keep quiet and couldn't take them back. He could only curse inwardly, "Damn it, why did I agree so quickly? I've fallen into a trap!"

Mu Renqing chuckled: "Ren the rascal is ripping people off again!"

Ding An, unusually, did not argue with him, but nodded instead.

"They're all ancestors, but compared to that freak, Blood Blade Ancestor, this Ancestor Tianyi is truly a kind and benevolent person."

“Mmm.” Hongxiu nodded repeatedly. “She talks a tough game, but her actions are very honest. She’s even kind of cutely mischievous.”

Their voices were quite loud, and the old ancestor's pale face instantly turned red.

Is being bad cute?

I, your ancestor, have been tyrannical and powerful in the Miao region of Southwest China, claiming to be the patriarch and the clan leader, yet people say I'm adorably wicked.
Why don't you say I'm a charming villain?

He Can was instantly enraged and shouted, "Take this!" He lowered his stance slightly, hunched his chest and straightened his back, suddenly growing half his size, and with a "whoosh," he unleashed a palm strike, the force of which swept towards Ren Shaoyang like a blade.

Ding'an and Hongxiu were taken aback by his strange posture.

"A toad disturbs the mind!" Mu Renqing shouted, "Be careful, this is the 'Five Poisons Divine Palm'!"

Mu Renqing's voice was clear and melodious, and Ren Shaoyang could hear it clearly. Seeing He Can's right palm strike out with lightning speed, he suddenly took a step forward, swiftly unleashed a palm strike, drew a circle, and collided with He Can's palm.

A dull thud.

He Can felt that the opponent's palm force was like a boulder falling from a great height, unstoppable. Just as he was about to launch a fierce attack, he suddenly felt the force change, like a raging storm, layer upon layer. He suddenly lost his footing and couldn't help but retreat.

Ren Shaoyang, however, stood tall and composed, hands behind his back.

He Can took two steps back, then felt a surge of turbid air rise to his face, instantly turning his pale face bright red.

Ren Shaoyang said with a smile, "Ancestor, why is your face red?"

He Can snorted, swallowed the stale air, and hurriedly said, "I feel great!"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Is that so? Let me help you relax a bit more!" He stepped forward and threw a light punch, as swift and unpredictable as wind blowing through clouds.

To others, this punch seemed simple and fleeting, but to He Can, it was completely different. He felt as if the incoming punch was so powerful that it blotted out the sky and the sun. It only took half a foot to push out before the surrounding energy changed.

He Can shouted loudly, waving his hands with incredible speed, like wild clouds drifting by.

Mu Renqing twitched his nose, smelled the fragrance, and suddenly felt dizzy. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shouted, "Be careful of poison!"
Seeing this, Ren Shaoyang suddenly changed his finger halfway through his punch and pointed at something in the air. With a "whoosh" sound, the air vibrated and the fragrance vanished.

He Can felt a sharp, icy sword aura strike him, and in surprise, he involuntarily retreated.

Ren Shaoyang suddenly took a step forward and punched twice more, opening his fist stance. Then he pointed several fingers in quick succession, like a rain master preparing for a rainstorm, and the Milky Way about to collapse. He then unleashed the "Sword Leopard" and "Sword Wave" techniques in succession.

There were a few "puff puff puff" sounds.

He Can was struck in the chest and abdomen, and immediately collapsed to the ground, his face turning blood red. Suddenly, the blood drained away, leaving him a waxy yellow.

Zhao Zheng frowned as he watched: "What a vicious swordsmanship!"

Zhang Zhen chimed in from the side, "It looks like the Kunlun Sword Technique?"

Zhao Zheng shook his head: "It's ambiguous, containing elements of Buddhist boxing and finger techniques. This person's martial arts are quite unique." He paused, then added, "He's a formidable opponent!"

The room fell silent. Ren Shaoyang stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he asked, "Ancestor, why does your face look so yellow again?"

He Can clutched his chest, coughed a few times, and cursed, "You're the one who hit me!"

He got angrier and angrier as he spoke, turned over and got up, but instead of lunging at him again, he stood there with his hands on his hips.

"Ren Shaoyang, you truly live up to your reputation! My skill in hand-to-hand combat is inferior to yours. However, most of my expertise lies in the Golden Snake Sword. How about we compete again after I've finished forging the sword?"

Ding An laughed heartily from the side: "Ancestor, Shao Yang's weapon skills are even more superb. I'm afraid even if you reforge the Golden Snake Sword, you still won't be able to beat him!" Upon hearing this, Hong Xiu and Mu Renqing burst into laughter.

He Can's face paled, and he muttered, "Once my Golden Serpent Sword is forged, you'll see how powerful it is!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "I believe it. Now that the 'Seven Absolute Whirlwind Sword' has been made, Ancestor, your Golden Serpent Sword will surely be successfully reforged."

"Oh dear!" He Can was taken aback, then exclaimed with delight, "Oh my! You little rascal, you really know how to talk, you always make the old ancestor happy!" Overjoyed, he casually tossed the wine pot over.

"Snapped"!
Ren Shaoyang caught it with a clap of his hand, and then heard the ancestor say, "The Five Treasures Honey Wine is not only the essence of all medicines, but also the essence of the five poisons. It was made by my late master by collecting spiritual herbs from thousands of mountains and refining them to temper the five poisons. It took him ten years to make only three bottles. Hmph, this little girl is really lucky; she's going to drink this one."

He Can was still rambling on when Hongxiu said with a smile, "Thank you so much, Grandpa He!"

Looking at Hongxiu's round eyes and her natural, energetic smile, the old ancestor felt his resentment subside without him even realizing it, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Oh, you're such a lovely girl, how come you have such a condition?"

At the same time, Ren Shaoyang held an empty bowl and poured out the wine from the bottle. With a few soft thuds, several dark figures fell into the bowl with the wine.

What the hell!

Zhao Zheng and the other two couldn't help but gasp in surprise when they saw this.

Ren Shaoyang glanced at him: "Oh ho, are you three afraid of bugs?" He turned and handed the wine bowl to the little beggar, "Take a look first, see if there's a problem?"

The little beggar's mouth was already watering, but upon hearing Ren Shaoyang's words, he composed himself and looked more closely.

The wine in the bowl was cherry-pink in color, and five tiny poisonous insects were submerged within it—the five poisonous creatures. They bobbed and swayed inside, and a strange fragrance filled the air, making one's mouth water.

"Crippled man, this wine—the wine doesn't intoxicate, but the person is already drunk on it—is absolutely wonderful!" Hongxiu laughed heartily.

Ren Shaoyang said happily, "That's good, go ahead and drink!"

He Can said proudly from the side, "Our master brewed three bottles of this wine. Linghu Chong and the Holy Maiden each drank one. The only one left was originally intended as a tribute to the 'Chief,' but he went to Japan and didn't get to drink it. I never thought that a hundred years later it would end up in your hands, little girl."

He started rambling on again, but the little beggar ignored him, picked up the wine bowl, took a big gulp, and exclaimed how satisfying it was. Then he tilted his head back and drank the whole bowl of wine down his throat, swallowing even the five poisonous insects in one gulp.

As Hongxiu swallowed the wine, she felt a cool sensation as it passed through her body. When it reached the depths of her lower abdomen, it slowly turned into a ball of heat, flowing along her meridians. It was like a long-awaited rain after a drought, making her feel incredibly comfortable all over.

"Ah~!"

The little beggar's face was flushed, and she was surrounded by a sweet fragrance. She staggered a few steps and then fell into Ren Shaoyang's arms.

Ren Shaoyang caught her, only to find the little beggar with her eyes closed, soft snoring coming from her, the fragrance of flowers wafting through her breath, she had actually fallen asleep.

He smiled, and under Mu Renqing's expectant gaze, handed Hongxiu to Ding'an: "Let her sleep for a while."

Ding An nodded, then immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, using one arm as a pillow, letting the little beggar fall asleep in his arms.

Ren Shaoyang looked at He Can and nodded, saying, "Master He, let the professionals handle the professional matters from now on. How about we listen to the Master of the Manor?"

He Can smiled and said, "I have always respected professionalism!"

Ren Shaoyang walked up to Xiang Qiezheng and asked, "Master Xiang, I'm sorry to trouble you so much."

Xiang Qie looked at the iron cudgel in his hand and laughed, "Hero Ren, how about we first help capture the dragon and open the city, then peel off the Starfall Cold Iron and reforge the Golden Serpent Sword? What do you think?"

Ren Shaoyang readily agreed: "Since Master Xiang says so, then let's do it this way, please!" With that, he placed the iron rod on the anvil.

He Can, Mu Renqing, Zhao Zheng and the others gathered around as the divine sword was about to be unsealed.

But then Xiang Qie placed the iron rod on the anvil and shouted loudly.

Raise the divine hammer and strike it with all your might!
(End of this chapter)