There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

As the night breeze stirred, the hem of her long skirt swayed, revealing glimpses of her long, shapely legs, a sight that captivated the soul.

She stood there calmly, without the slightest hint of a timid or hesitant eavesdropper.

However, under the cover of Yin-Yang School magic, no one ever noticed her presence; only a few people with keener senses vaguely sensed something amiss.

For example, there was that Mohist disciple whose special constitution made him prone to attracting evil spirits.

Or perhaps it was Jing Ke, who deliberately feigned relaxation to lure her into making a move, or Yan Dan, who harbored a secret…

Dongjun was simply observing quietly when suddenly a loud, soft laugh reached his ears:

"What a beautiful day, what a pity! Whose courtyard enjoys such delightful pleasures? I wondered whose lonely maiden was admiring the moon alone in the dead of night, but it turns out to be the Eastern Lord of the Yin-Yang School."

His words were flippant, but his tone was indifferent and flat, without much variation.

It sounded like a forced, fake smile, which sounded rather awkward.

A faint ripple finally appeared in Dongjun's eyes, which were as indifferent as those of a high-dimensional observer, and he lowered his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.

A person had somehow walked up to them.

He looked up at Dongjun, who stood atop the treetop. His cold gaze seemed unaffected by the moonlit gauze dress, sweeping over Dongjun's exposed skin inch by inch, admiring her fair legs revealed as her skirt fluttered in the wind.

He seemed frivolous and reckless, yet his dark eyes were deep and unfathomable.

It makes it difficult for people to perceive his innermost thoughts.

A fluffy white fox was circling around the man's feet, wagging its tail as if it were asking for praise, and a hint of smugness could be seen in its lively eyes.

This person, a Baiyue corpse puppet?

Is this white fox a descendant of the nine-tailed fox?

Dongjun's eyes were sharp, and in an instant she made a judgment on the person and fox that suddenly appeared in front of her, her embroidered eyebrows furrowing slightly on her pretty face.

She didn't even have time to think about how the other person had approached so silently; she quickly glanced outside.

The Mo family members, who had already gradually walked away, had obviously heard the loud laughter, especially the keyword "Yin Yang School Dongjun," which they couldn't help but pay attention to.

After a slight commotion, the crowd quickly formed a battle formation.

Amidst the clattering of the mechanisms at work, the surrounding Mohist disciples all pulled out their crossbows from their sleeves, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

Only Jing Ke and Yan Dan immediately looked in this direction.

However, her eyes still revealed a hint of confusion, indicating that the spell Dongjun had cast on her had not yet worn off. To ordinary people, she was still hidden in the moonlight and difficult to detect.

So how exactly did this guy...?

Surprised, Dongjun looked away, a hint of interest appearing on her pretty face.

"Whoo~"

As Dongjun's gaze fell, she happened to see the newcomer bend down and reach out her hand. The white fox immediately leaped up and climbed up the other person's arm to her shoulder, then opened its mouth and gently blew a breath at her.

In that instant, Dongjun's originally indifferent eyes suddenly sharpened.

A pale golden light emerged from the depths of his pupils, like the blazing sun rising into the sky, showering down its radiant light to dispel all gloom and expose the secrets that were originally hidden in the darkness to the world.

This makes Dongjun appear even more noble and aloof, unapproachable and unassailable.

The originally hazy night became incredibly clear, and many things that were invisible to ordinary people were also reflected in Dongjun's field of vision.

She saw that what was swaying behind the white fox were clearly three forked tails.

Then she noticed that Jiang Mo's body seemed to have flickering flames, and his shadow was twisted into the shape of a ferocious murderer, with a faint starlight...

Before Dongjun could get a good look, the white fox's breath was already upon him.

There was no dramatic commotion or strong winds, but the moonlit veil that had been covering Dongjun suddenly and silently melted away.

With the spell broken, the already conspicuous Dongjun instantly appeared in everyone's sight.

The Mo family members guarding Yan Dan were slightly agitated upon seeing this, but Dong Jun did not pay much attention to the commotion.

Originally, she hadn't planned on doing anything to Yan Dan tonight.

It was merely a covert surveillance operation carried out on the orders of Donghuang Taiyi.

Once exposed, it might indeed be difficult to continue surveillance quietly, but she didn't take that problem seriously.

What Dongjun was more concerned about at this moment was this guy who suddenly appeared and caused trouble.

“Three-tailed phantom fox, interesting. Nowadays, spirit beasts like you are quite rare in this world. I never thought I would be so fortunate as to see one today.”

His gaze fell upon the white fox, and Dongjun spoke softly.

Her voice was also extremely pleasant to listen to. In addition to the crispness of a young girl's voice, it also carried a sense of superiority and arrogance, and the confidence she exuded was simply overwhelming.

"However, it would be a big mistake to think that being able to break illusions is something extraordinary."

As Dongjun spoke, his hands, which had been hanging by his sides, were raised, and his ten fingers, which were spotless and unblemished, flew up and formed a spell seal in an instant.

Like the rising sun, its dazzling light shines brightly in the night.

As Dongjun cast his spell, a lifelike three-legged golden crow quietly materialized, enveloped in brilliant golden flames. Its appearance immediately added a touch of heat to the otherwise cool night.

Dongjun disdains lying.

As she said, breaking Dongjun's illusion was not a remarkable thing, especially for a Nine-Tailed Bloodline who was already skilled in illusions.

After all, illusion magic belongs to the Yin Meridian Eight Curses in the Yin-Yang School.

Dongjun only dabbled in this area to facilitate his daily activities; the one who truly excelled in this kind of magic was the Moon Goddess.

As for what Dongjun excels at.

That's quite simple; it's nothing more than openly and legitimately destroying the enemy head-on.

At this moment, the golden crow of the sun that Dongjun condensed using magic was naturally not as large as the one in myths and legends that covered the sky, but its power was truly extraordinary.

Jiang Mo had actually seen similar methods before.

In the Baiyue Fire Feather dungeon, Tianze condensed the Dragon-Snake True Qi, which is actually quite similar in principle to the Golden Crow of the Sun in front of us.

However, Tianze is more interested in quantity than quality.

In terms of skill and technique, he is far inferior to Dongjun before him.

At this moment, the golden crow flapped its wings and came at an extremely fast speed, transforming into a dazzling golden streak in the night, piercing through most of the mountain forest in an instant.

The trees blocking its way had been burned with holes in the center of their trunks.

The brilliant golden flames of the sun began to spread and proliferate through the mountains and forests.

But this attack ultimately missed.

Jiang Mo had already sensed something when the golden crow flapped its wings, so he activated the Devouring Void Life Gu while also fully operating the "Riding the Wind and Embracing the Moon" technique.

Perhaps influenced by Mo Yuan in the dungeon, Jiang Mo did not imitate the fox spirit this time.

Instead, they aspire to be birds that spread their wings and soar.

No wings unfolded from Jiang Mo's back, but in that instant, Jiang Mo suddenly felt much lighter all over.

Even the circulation of internal energy has become much faster.

The fact that the Nine Nether Demon transformed into a lark actually complemented the "Riding the Wind and Embracing the Moon" technique was indeed an unexpected delight.

However, upon closer reflection, this seems to make sense.

After all, this is a technique passed down from the Hundred Birds.

There has always been a lineage of martial arts in the martial arts world called "Xingyi," which originated from the primitive worship of ferocious beasts and thus imitated them.

Tiger Roar Fist and Eagle Claw Kung Fu all belong to this category.

In this lineage of martial arts, those with a rudimentary understanding often imitate its form, while those with advanced skills focus on its essence.

The "Riding the Wind and Embracing the Moon" technique also belongs to the Xingyi school.

However, it began with birds but did not stop there. Instead, it went a step further, taking the meaning of the roc riding the wind and soaring up ninety thousand miles in a single day.

However, imitating birds can still be very beneficial for practicing this method.

Otherwise, why would Mo Ya and Bai Feng be dressed like that?

It's not like we're going to a masquerade ball.

Jiang Mo's imitation was even more thorough; he directly resembled the Azure Sparrow in terms of physiological structure.

With a leap, it truly felt as if one were riding the wind.

Even with a white fox perched on its shoulder, its movements were not hindered in the slightest. In the blink of an eye, it had already reached the top of the treetop, intending to approach Dongjun directly.

When a martial artist fights a sorcerer, they must always close the distance.

This has been true throughout history and across the world.

Chapter 18 The fire is good, it's mine.

Dong Jun seemed quite surprised that Jiang Mo had quickly closed in on him.

It wasn't that he simply hadn't expected the other party to be so skilled; after all, when he used his pupil technique to probe the other party's background earlier, Dongjun had already realized that Jiang Mo was no ordinary, crude martial artist.

Therefore, she immediately used her innate true energy to condense and transform it into the Golden Crow of the Sun, in order to intimidate her opponent.

The sun is the source of light and heat.

The Golden Crow, a legendary being formed from the essence of the sun, is the nemesis of all ghosts and evil spirits in the world. And in Jiang Mo, Dongjun clearly saw various signs of witchcraft and the body of a corpse puppet.

It falls into the category of being restrained by the true flames of the sun.

According to Dongjun's original prediction, once the Golden Crow of the Sun appeared, Jiang Mo should have been greatly suppressed. If he were burned by the True Flame of the Sun, even if he only accidentally touched it, he would be burned to ashes.

Like the rising sun, under its rays, no dark or evil thing can hide.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mo was completely unaffected.

It can even activate its natal Gu, causing it to suddenly increase its speed and rush towards itself.

This made Dongjun's beautiful eyes widen even more, and she looked at Jiang Mo, who was rapidly approaching, with slight surprise. At the same time, she lightly touched her toes to her feet and gracefully stood up.

Unlike most light-footed leaping techniques in the martial arts world, the Yin-Yang School's movement techniques are closer to the realm of magic. Those who master them can even ride the wind.

There's no need to rely on others like a crude and uncouth brute.