Fang Yun and Wang Dong turned towards the soldiers who were almost 40 meters behind them."How did they know we were in this city?" Wang Dong asked."I don't know. But for sure, I have to wet my hands with blood again," Fang Yun replied, dismounting from his horse.He slightly regretted giving a soldier a chance to live yesterday. His initial intention was to give a warning, but he forgot that the Yuan Dynasty had a number of soldiers that could not be underestimated.In mainland China, the imperial forces of the Yuan Dynasty ranked 3rd in strength, behind the Tang and Han Dynasties. And a force of 500,000 soldiers was certainly not a trivial number."Surrender peacefully, or we will use force!" shouted the leading soldier who had just arrived.The number of dozens of soldiers gradually increased as other soldiers joined and began to surround Fang Yun.The visitors to the eatery did not dare to come out. They only huddled inside and looked out through the doors or windows. Likewise, t

Fang Yun merely smiled faintly and said nothing in response to Wang Dong’s question.“Why did you tell them our base was beyond the mountain?” Wang Dong pressed.“I’ve already told you—just wait and see. You’ll understand when my plan unfolds.” Fang Yun’s lips curled into a mysterious grin as he gestured toward two horses tied farther away from the rest of the herd.“Those horses hold the key,” he murmured, then lay down on the grass, folding his hands beneath his head as a pillow.“I still don’t understand what you’re planning,” Wang Dong said after a long pause, still trying to piece together Fang Yun’s scheme.“Enough for tonight. The night grows darker—let’s rest,” Fang Yun replied, closing his eyes.Wang Dong frowned, clearly unsatisfied with the vague response, but he said nothing more. With a weary sigh, he too lay beside Fang Yun and eventually drifted into sleep.As midnight approached, two soldiers quietly rose from their slumber. Their eyes darted toward Fang Yun and Wang D

Fang Yun’s feelings were right. Two women moved swiftly through the forest along the slopes of Mount Gobi. Their speed was so great that it seemed their feet never touched the ground.Fang Yun, Mei Hwa, and Zhao Wen had prepared themselves for any possible situation. If anyone tried to stop them from climbing the mountain—just like what had happened before—then battle would be their last resort.“Be ready!” Fang Yun warned as the two women drew near.Moments later, the two women, who appeared to be in their thirties, stopped before them.“Are you two here to prevent us from climbing this mountain?” Mei Hwa asked coldly.“Please, don’t misunderstand. We came to welcome you,” one of the women replied gently.“I am Lin Yin, and this is Xiu Lie. We were sent by Master Wan to escort you,” said Lin Yin.Fang Yun and his companions exchanged glances. “How could she possibly know that we were coming? We’ve never been here before,” he asked.“Master Wan will explain that herself. I don’t know

The old man, who was the leader of the Single Sword Sect, chuckled heartily. The thought of soon possessing the Sky Sword made him unable to control his mind. "Soon, the Single Sword Sect will stand at the very top among all the other sects!" he shouted loudly. The Single Sword Sect was one of the great orthodox sects standing in the Yuan Empire. The sect was led by Feng Yin, who was also one of the 10 strongest martial artists in the Yuan Empire. Although orthodox, Feng Yin had a great ambition to be recognized as the greatest martial artist of all. And he felt that the Sky Sword was one option to realize his desire. All this time, Feng Yin was still waiting for an opportunity to get the heirloom sword because he had not seen any signs of its appearance. And that night, he saw for himself the bright bluish light emitted by the Sky Sword. He was very sure of it because only the Sky Sword had such a bright bluish aura. Towards evening, Fang Yun and Mei Hwa returned to their traini

The fierce exchange of attacks between the two warriors from different generations continued relentlessly, neither yielding nor slowing down. Explosions echoed in the air as their energies collided with devastating force. The commotion outside inevitably drew Lin Yin and the disciples of the Sky Sword Sect from within their hall. When they rushed out, they were met with the sight of a chaotic battle—Zhao Wen and Mei Hwa clashing fiercely against hundreds of disciples from the Single Sword Sect. Not wishing to be left behind in crushing those who had dared to disturb the Sky Sword Sect, Lin Yin and Xie Hie leaped into battle as well. Before doing so, they ordered their disciples not to interfere, confident that the four of them alone were more than enough to deal with the enemies before them. Although Zhao Wen and Mei Hwa had already gained the upper hand, they couldn’t stop Lin Yin and Xie Hie from joining in, as they were still preoccupied with their own opponents. Meanwhile, the