The Path to Immortality of Silly Pillar in the Courtyard

"Friend, do you want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?" the man asked with a smile as he stood up.

"Help...help..." The woman in the monk's robe cried out twice more, her voice as melodious as a nightingale singing in a valley.

"Little beauty Yilin, don't shout, this man can't save you!" the man said, looking at the woman in the monk's robe on the ground with a sly smile.

"Yilin..." Upon hearing this name, He Yuzhu instantly knew what kind of world this was: The Smiling, Proud Wanderer!

He was somewhat disappointed. It was a low-level martial arts world, and there were no martial arts manuals in this world that could impress him. Even the Dugu Nine Swords couldn't arouse his interest.

"Tian Boguang, the flower thief!" He Yuzhu laughed.

"Hey...you weirdo, you actually recognize this great hero! But it's not too late to leave now, otherwise you'll just end up as fertilizer for the flowers and plants here."

After Tian Boguang finished speaking, he drew his gleaming long sword.

"Tian Boguang, I've heard you're quite skilled in martial arts. Let's fight first and then talk things over."

After speaking, He Zhuzhu narrowed his eyes slightly. He could already sense that this guy was indeed quite skilled. His heartbeat was strong, and his blood flow was abundant; he was clearly an expert.

Tian Boguang's smile faded, and he shifted his foot slightly, as if preparing to strike.

"You're not from the Central Plains, are you from Japan?" Tian Boguang asked, his eyes fixed on the knife in He Yuzhu's hand.

"You're the Japanese! I'm a true Chinese!" He Yuzhu roared, then put his katana into his spatial storage.

"Where's your knife?" Tian Boguang was shocked to see He Yuzhu's knife disappear. He hadn't even seen where the guy's knife had gone.

"I don't need a knife to kill you!" After saying that, He Yuzhu suddenly moved and closed the distance to Tian Boguang by five meters.

"Swish swish swish..." In the blink of an eye, Tian Boguang had already made five strikes, but each strike only hit the air.

"Hahaha... Look how scared you are!" He Yuzhu laughed loudly!

"Damn it..." Tian Boguang blushed, but he swallowed the other party's taunts and did not take the initiative to attack. Instead, he continued to be on guard.

He Yuzhu also stopped smiling. This guy's knife was indeed fast; he couldn't underestimate him.

"Bring it on..." Tian Boguang provoked. In just a short while, sweat had already beaded on his forehead, clearly indicating that he knew his opponent was no pushover and that he could tell his opponent was highly skilled.

"Be careful, Your Excellency. Benefactor Tian's swordsmanship is superb. Do not be careless!" The young nun in her monk's robes reminded her at this moment.

"Hehe... Yilin, why are you siding with outsiders!" Tian Boguang said with a smile.

With a whoosh, He Yuzhu took the initiative and arrived at Tian Boguang's side in a flash.

But Tian Boguang was already prepared. In the midst of the flashing blades, he instantly unleashed more than ten slashes at He Yuzhu, each one as fast as lightning!

After the two exchanged a body length's width of space, neither managed to injure the other.

"Die..." Tian Boguang turned to the side and swung his knife at He Yuzhu repeatedly.

A sudden gust of wind arose, sand and stones flew, and leaves fluttered. Yet, amidst this fierce wind, a sky full of palm shadows appeared, and then with a "bang," Tian Boguang suddenly crashed into the wooden house like a cannonball.

Everything returned to calm. Inside the wooden house, Tian Boguang shriveled up like a deflated balloon, looking as terrifying as an old corpse.

"What's the use of all that fancy stuff? One move is enough to kill someone!" He Yuzhu calmly walked to the front of the wooden house, looking at the dead Tian Boguang with a serene expression.

He Yuzhu walked over, squatted down, and began looting the corpse. After a moment, he pulled out two books with green covers from Tian Boguang's arms.

One book is "The Gale Blade Technique," and the other is "The Triple Cloud Lightness Manual."

He Yuzhu only glanced at the cover and put the contents into his spatial storage without even reading them. It wouldn't hurt to take this thing back and give it to the people of the Temple of War to practice with.

"Your Excellency, have you won?" The little nun lying on the ground couldn't help but ask.

He Yuzhu didn't say anything, but walked over and pressed the acupoints on the little nun's chest twice to release her pressure points.

The young nun felt her pressure points released and sat up. When she saw the person in front of her clearly, she first stared in surprise, then her face suddenly flushed red.

Her initial surprise stemmed from her savior's unusual attire, while her blushing was due to the boy's handsome appearance and the fact that he had just touched... her breasts.

"Thank you for saving me, benefactor." The little nun lowered her head and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but it was very pleasant to hear.

"Are you called Yilin?" He Yuzhu asked with a smile.

"Mm." Eileen nodded gently.

"Let's go, I'll take you back," He Yuzhu said, standing up.

Yilin slowly stood up. She subconsciously looked towards the wooden house and immediately saw Tian Boguang's terrifying appearance.

"Ah..." Yilin screamed and grabbed He Yuzhu's arm.

"He's dead, what are you afraid of?" He Yuzhu comforted him with a smile.

"Amitabha... sigh..." Yilin chanted a Buddhist prayer and finally sighed.

"Benefactor, could you please bury him?" Yilin asked, glancing quickly at He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu shook his head. "This guy has committed countless evils and has ruined the reputations of many innocent girls. Let him retire to the mountains."

After saying that, He Yuzhu turned and walked out of the woods.

Yilin had no choice but to follow in He Yuzhu's footsteps.

"Benefactor, which sect do you belong to?" Yilin asked in a low voice from behind.

Without turning his head, He Yuzhu replied, "I belong to no sect or faction; I make my home wherever I go!"

He suddenly stopped and looked at Yilin, asking, "How did you get kidnapped by Tian Boguang?"

Yilin nearly bumped into He Yuzhu. She slammed on the brakes and stopped. Upon hearing the question, she said, "I was just playing in the stream when Master Tian captured me."

He Yuzhu was speechless. "Where are your master and senior sister?"

"I got separated from them. I was playing and they didn't wait for me," Yilin said, lowering her head.

He Yuzhu smiled and asked, "How old are you?"

"I'm... I'm eighteen years old," Yilin whispered.

"Ah... she's not young anymore." He Yuzhu was speechless. This girl was really innocent and cute.

The two quickly walked out of the woods and arrived at the riverbank. He Yuzhu didn't ask Yilin if she knew how to use light kung fu, but simply put his arm around her and in a few leaps they reached the other side of the river.

"Ah..." After He Yuzhu put Yilin down, the little nun belatedly exclaimed, her face turning red.

He Yuzhu was embarrassed. He then remembered that in ancient times, men and women were not supposed to have physical contact, but he had already done it and didn't want to explain anymore.

"Yilin, where are you all going?" He Yuzhu asked, breaking the awkward silence.

"Benefactor, we are going to attend Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Washing His Hands ceremony at Hengshan Sect."

He Yuzhu nodded. So that's the part of the plot. He had never actually seen it before; he had only watched a few episodes of the TV series.

"By the way, who is the emperor now, and in which year?" He Yuzhu suddenly remembered this question.