Chapter 39: 39. Legend Hua Linglong, in order to lure this wild man into drinking poison, deliberately brought him into her boudoir and dismissed everyone else to create an illusion of "I am also infatuated with you". At that moment, the situation suddenly changed. Clearly, she was the one who poisoned, yet the wild man across from her directly took out some unknown bottle and poured powder into her mouth. Hua Linglong’s pretty face immediately tightened, she wanted to retreat swiftly and call for help outside. However, just as she was about to move, that wild man ghostly appeared behind her, gently placed his palm on her celestial cover, and said, "Don’t move." Knowing she couldn’t escape, Hua Linglong instead calmed down. She took a deep breath, her snow-white broad sleeves fluttering, overlapping on her powerful thighs, and calmly praised, "Good scheme! So you’re from the Solitary Bamboo Gang. Your real purpose is not to kill me, but to control me. The tragic deaths of those three were just to pave the way for you to approach me and attack me, right?" Song Yan:... "Yes, yes, you are right." Suddenly, Hua Linglong’s delicate eyebrows furrowed; she was born with a pure, clean, and pitiful appearance. Not possessing the fullness and ripeness of a beautiful woman, nor the youthful exuberance of a little girl, yet she had a certain charm similar to a "kept high-positioned green tea fox spirit." Her hair, like clouds, with an ancient wooden hairpin, slanted inserted, her pure melon-seed face features were all exquisite, neck snow-white, dressed flawlessly, with no hint of seductive exposure. She sat quietly there, as though bringing a bit of Zen to the boudoir. In Jianghu, no one knew her heart was ruthless, and certainly, no one knew she slaughtered the entire family of Cold Water Manor, who had long stayed away from worldly affairs, for the Blood-Burning Divine Water. At that moment, the effect of "Fanatic Fans" seemed to be rapidly taking hold. Hua Linglong also noticed the acceleration of her heartbeat, and springs of water began to ripple in her eyes. She mused briefly and said coldly, "Quite the excellent love drug, acts quickly. Before long, I expect to completely lose consciousness. Once I awaken, I should have lost myself to you. However, I, Hua Linglong, am not an ordinary woman. Even if you take my body, you want to manipulate me, to control me, that’s impossible." As she spoke, she gradually tightened her legs, creating some wrinkles in the snow-white skirt as if a valley nestled between two rounded hills. She raised her pretty face, her cheeks blushed as if intoxicated, and even the toes within the embroidered shoes were tensely strained, showing she was exerting strength to resist. Yet, though Hua Linglong was a "little BOSS level" presence in Jianghu, how could she withstand such a cultivator-configured drug? In just a few breaths, she was utterly consumed, exhaling hot air from her throat, panting rapidly, "Darling, don’t wait... whatever you wish to do, I will help you, come, take this red pill from my maiden heart." Song Yan bent over, picked her up horizontally, and threw her onto the bed. Hua Linglong’s expression was already incredibly bewildered, her hips touched the soft bed, impatiently shed her embroidered shoes, her legs like long whips wanting to entwine the figure in front. She was completely lost in reason, submerged in desire. ... ... A long time passed... Hua Linglong opened her eyes. The bed was a mess, but... there was no mixed scent of a man, it was only her own mess. In the silent room, the "wild man" was sitting at the table, drinking the chicken soup she previously stewed, the one laced with "Blood-Burning Divine Water". The "wild man" was drinking while drawing in chilly breaths, yet his expression was joyful as if the soup contained "chili peppers". Chili can be spicy, but those who enjoy it find it savory. "Excellent craft." Song Yan "sizzled" as he inhaled the cool air. Refining Profound Sixth Layer physique was immensely strong, such a poison that could kill ordinary martial artists was merely a "special flavor" for him. Hua Linglong felt complex emotions, speechless, "You mean you didn’t know the soup was poisoned? Then... who is controlling whom, between you and me now?" "No one controls anyone." Song Yan said. "I just hope the young lady can temporarily be infatuated with me, sincerely towards me. Afterward, everything leaves no trace." Upon hearing this, Hua Linglong felt even more complex, "You knew it was poisoned yet drank it? Are you mad?" Song Yan replied, "I am a wild man, but also need a name. You took me as a sworn brother, gave me the name Hua Rong." Hua Linglong bewilderedly said, "You’re not from the Solitary Bamboo Gang?" "No." "Then... you must be from the Flying Swallow Quick Sword Sect. Haha, have you finally realized the culprit behind the scenes is me?" "Ah... you’re rather capable." Song Yan was slightly surprised, yet denied, "No." "Could it be you have a connection with Cold Water Manor." Hua Linglong showed contemplation, then sudden realization, "This can explain why you can easily recognize Blood-Burning Divine Water and dare to drink it because... you have the antidote. And you gave me a love potion without touching me, simply because you loathe me from the bottom of your heart, you don’t want to touch a demoness who slaughtered Cold Water Manor. But you hope through harsher means, to let me live in eternal pain, worse than death. My suffering will bring the greatest pleasure to your revenge. Am I right?" Song Yan was dumbfounded, but upon reflection, felt the other’s words surprisingly held some truth. He couldn’t help but laugh, "This soup can stir Qi Blood, can cause sweating, that thing called Blood-Burning Divine Water?" Hua Linglong:... She suddenly sat up and said: "You are a cultivator!" But immediately, she continued, "Impossible! You cannot be a cultivator! Cultivators only refine their own techniques, which already exhausts their time and energy. It’s absolutely impossible for them to cultivate the Martial Dao, and furthermore to such a masterful level! Besides... there’s no Profound Qi around Celestial Cloud City, so it’s impossible for a cultivator to come here! 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞 You must have consumed some Genius and Earth Treasures and received inheritance from some old monster to have this physique and such martial arts." Song Yan gently nodded, as if acknowledging her words. Hua Linglong looked at him with a complex expression. Although she clearly knew it was the effect of the medicine, she couldn’t help but feel deeply attracted to the man in front of her. Yet this man did not take advantage of her at this vulnerable moment, which instead tempted her to take advantage of him under the cover of night, even if he looked ordinary, with scars on his face... "Hua Rong... I understand, I’ll do as you said." "I knew Miss Linglong was a smart person." "However, my position in Ghostly Cyan Robe Tower is still unstable. Currently, I’m just one of the two major factions inside the tower. The tower leader is old and wants us to decide strength and weakness through martial competition. Even subordinates can fight, and the final winner will be the tower leader..." ... ... One month later. The Silver Waterfall flowed straight down, trickling afar, gradually returning to tranquility. Spring waters buoyed peach blossoms, merging into a grand lake shining like gold under the sky. By the lakeside, there was silence, no sound of swords clashing, yet a battle that shocked the Martial World had already ended. One side was the first swordsman of Ghostly Cyan Robe Tower - "Lion King" Li Kuangzhan. The other side was the recently acknowledged sworn brother of "Snow Jade Peony" from Ghostly Cyan Robe Tower - Hua Rong. The two represented their loyal elder brothers in a duel by the Silver Waterfall Lake outside of Chuyun City. The purpose - the position of the tower leader. If Li Kuangzhan wins, his elder brother becomes the tower leader. If Hua Rong wins, his sworn sister Hua Linglong becomes the tower leader. This great battle attracted the attention of nearly all the Martial World people nearby, with thousands watching from the outskirts. To all, this was bound to be a fierce, even brutal, unprecedented battle. However... This duel ended without even clashing swords. "Hua Rong’s" saber, with an unusual, lightning-fast, inconceivable posture, broke through Li Kuangzhan’s sword stance without a collision, then placed on his neck when his sword was still three to four inches away. Martial Artists in the Martial World, unlike cultivators, emphasize "fast is the key to breakthrough." What is fast? Distance divided by speed. The shorter the distance and the faster the speed, then... the shorter the time. In fact, the speed of top saber and sword masters is almost the same; what remains is the distance. Now, "Hua Rong’s" saber was incredibly three to four inches faster than Li Kuangzhan’s, showing how eerily masterful his saber trajectory was! At this moment, even Li Kuangzhan was left stunned, as if still absorbed in the opponent’s moves, and it took him a long time to murmur: "The Sword Drawing Skill of Purple Thunder Saber, the Jianghu Saber Technique... The Slaughter Finger of Blood Hand Sect transformed from finger to saber... Also, the flavor of Wind Willow Twelve Swords, though those twelve swords have already been reduced to some movement within the single saber, bringing agility to its pinnacle... No, also the Autumn Remnant Spear of Lonely Mountain Guest, the Great Hand Seal of South Mountain Elder... And more essence blended within... Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible! You... In this world... You... Absolutely no one in this world can cultivate martial arts to this degree and still integrate them! Impossible! Impossible!!" Li Kuangzhan was a martial arts fanatic; otherwise, he couldn’t have become the top martial master in Ghostly Cyan Robe Tower. At this moment, with experience, he discerned the terrifying techniques contained within his opponent’s seemingly ordinary single saber. Any one of these techniques alone could take a Martial Dao genius over ten years to comprehend, yet this person not only mastered them all but also integrated them, enhancing each martial art beyond its original level! Li Kuangzhan suddenly dropped his sword, raised his arms, clawed at his head with his ten fingers, tore at his hair, lost focus in his eyes, muttering, "Impossible, impossible!! Absolutely impossible!" Li Kuangzhan turned and ran, shouting "Absolutely impossible" like a madman while quickly jumping into the nearby Silver Waterfall Lake. The many Martial Artists were all in uproar. In Ghostly Cyan Robe Tower, a middle-aged man sighed deeply, then stepped out, saluted "Hua Rong" with praise, "Master Hua, truly impressive skills," then respectfully approached Hua Linglong, saying, "Tower Leader Hua." Hua Linglong smiled: "From now on, we work hand in hand to dominate the Lone Bamboo Gang and expand our influence together."