After serving three years in prison, he swept across the land upon his release.

The two figures darted swiftly through the forest. Qin Wuchen noticed that the ninja's aura had disappeared about 100 meters ahead, so he stopped, and Xia Tong beside him also stopped.

"What's wrong?" Xia Tong asked curiously.

"The aura has disappeared; they must be near their lair."

Qin Wuchen said something, then lightly leaped onto a leafy branch, as light as a goose feather.

He gazed toward the spot where the ninja had disappeared, and saw only a vast grassland with a towering mountain range and nothing else.

"Follow me!" Qin Wuchen whispered to Xia Tong beneath him, then flew towards the open space like a dragonfly skimming the water.

"Who exactly is this guy?"

Xia Tong was quite shocked to see this, as she had never seen a similar technique before. She took off chasing after it.

The two arrived at the open space one after the other. Apart from the messy weeds and trees around them, Xia Tong did not see anything else suspicious.

"Did we come to the wrong place? Why is there no one here?" Xia Tong looked around and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, this is it."

Qin Wuchen bent down to look at the footprints under his feet. The soil was still relatively fresh, so the other party must have left not long ago.

The footprints stretched forward and disappeared in front of the mountain.

Xia Tong followed the footprints with curiosity. She came to the front of the mountain and looked around. She found that it was completely sealed off, with not even a gap to let a person in.

After jumping halfway up the mountain and looking around again, Xia Tong still couldn't find the entrance and had no choice but to return to where she started.

"There isn't even a cave entrance here. Did this guy really disappear here?" Xia Tong looked at Qin Wuchen and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't rush..."

Qin Wuchen replied simply, then his eyes flashed with golden light. With the blessing of the True Dragon Vision, he quickly saw the internal structure of the mountain.

Right before their eyes was a hidden cave entrance, though the bottom of the cave was shrouded in a golden magic circle.

"Just a trivial skill..."

Qin Wuchen's lips curled up slightly. He condensed golden light at his fingertips and then quickly pointed at the four points of the magic array. With a crack, the golden light shattered, and a dark hole appeared before his eyes.

"There really is an entrance!" Xia Tong exclaimed in surprise, then took out the twin swords from behind her and prepared to go in.

"Wait!" Qin Wuchen suddenly stopped her at this moment. "With your current strength, it's too much for you to go into this cave. I'll teach you the improved version of the Cold Moon Thirteen Blades, which can help you break through your bottleneck."

Xia Tong stood there stunned, staring wide-eyed at Qin Wuchen in disbelief: "How do you know about the Thirteen Blades of Cold Moon?"

"This is not your concern. If you want to get in, you must reach the sixth level of martial arts."

With a whoosh, before Qin Wuchen could finish speaking, Xia Tong flashed in front of him and placed her long sword against his neck.

"Answer me! How did you know about the Thirteen Blades of Cold Moon? This is a family secret; no outsider could possibly know!"

Qin Wuchen wasn't angry at Xia Tong's offense. He simply pinched the blade between his fingers and said calmly, "I told you, this isn't a question you should be asking. Besides, do you think you can beat me?"

Xia Tong frowned slightly. She knew she was no match for Qin Wuchen. After a moment's thought, she put her long sword away.

"Alright, whether you want to learn or not is up to you." Qin Wuchen extended his right hand, gesturing for her to give him the knife.

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Tong handed the knife to Qin Wuchen.

"I won't learn if you don't teach me well."

"Don't worry, my swordsmanship is unparalleled!"

Raising his longsword in his right hand, Qin Wuchen leaped into an open space. His right hand was somewhat stiff; the last time he had wielded a sword was when he was slaying barbarians at the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Dragons.

"Xia Tong, watch closely!"

Clang!

Qin Wuchen swung his longsword with his right hand, producing a clear and resonant booming sound. Xia Tong couldn't help but widen her eyes at just this one strike.

Clean and decisive, without the slightest hesitation in his moves, Xia Tong had never seen such a clean and decisive attack.

With a few buzzing sounds, each swing of Qin Wuchen's sword produced a booming sound that tore through the air, and the surrounding air unconsciously became distorted under his swordsmanship.

The Thirteen Cold Moon Blades consists of thirteen moves, each inspired by the cold winds of the North, possessing a majestic aura of boundless ice and snow.

Watching Qin Wuchen's every move, Xia Tong seemed to see a scene of ice and snow.

Her mind exploded with a sudden realization. Xia Tong immediately understood the shortcomings in her original moves. After Qin Wuchen finished demonstrating, she couldn't wait to take the twin swords and start wielding them.

The twin blades gleamed coldly, and Xia Tong moved nimbly and swiftly. She memorized all of Qin Wuchen's moves after only one glance.

"As expected of a Xiantian martial artist... He memorized it after just one time..." Qin Wuchen sighed inwardly upon seeing this.

After performing all the moves, Xia Tong felt completely refreshed, an indescribable sense of comfort filling her heart. Soon, a faint golden light emanated from her body, a sign of breaking through to a higher realm.

"I really broke through!" Xia Tong stared at her hands in disbelief. "I really broke through to the sixth realm of martial arts!"

She turned to look at Qin Wuchen, her joy undisguised.

"Mr. Qin, I've really broken through!" Xia Tong exclaimed excitedly.

"It's good that you've broken through," Qin Wuchen replied calmly. "Now, come into the cave with me."

Led by Qin Wuchen, the two quickly disappeared into the shadows of the cave.

......

Deep inside the cave, a ninja knelt on one knee in front of another ninja in black. In front of them was a spacious cave with campfires burning all around.

Meanwhile, a withered old tea tree clings to the cliff face, its roots penetrating deep into the cracks of the rocks and growing all the way to the top of the cave, its whereabouts unknown.

"Lord Masao, I have lured the enemy into the cave. Should we send someone to intercept them?" the kneeling ninja asked, his head bowed.

"No, let them run a little longer," another ninja standing there replied calmly, his hands behind his back. "Once they reach the middle, we'll activate the hidden mechanism to stop them."

"Remember, don't confront that guy head-on; he's not someone you can handle."

"Understood, Lord Masao!" The ninja kneeling on one knee nodded in response, and then with a whoosh, disappeared into the darkness.

The standing ninja looked around at his surroundings with a focused expression, as if he were confirming something. Then he chuckled a few times in a low, hoarse voice.

"Finally, it's almost here..."

"This is a golden opportunity for revenge!"

"This time, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

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