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182 I Am He Qingmeng

on the island in the Martial Emperor cave’s secret realm.

Liu Yuan still did not know about the strange happenings in the City of Ten Thousand Swords.

Although he had once suspected that Duan Lanruo had other motives for sending secret guards, at most, he thought that she was planning to use material desires to train her mind and self-control. She had never expected such a thing to happen.

He never thought that there was even a slight possibility that the Xuanyin family would be tormented.

At that time, there was still about half a month before Ye Danqing arrived at the City of Ten Thousand Swords, but Duan Lanruo had already made sufficient preparations. It was as if she was planning to wipe out the entire Xuanyin family.

Although her goal was still unclear, this woman who had ruled the City of Ten Thousand Swords for over a hundred years had a profound mind that could not be judged with common sense.

With Liu Yuan’s network as the center and the Xuanyin family as the foundation, it was enough to create an unprecedented power in the Central Plains. However, Liu Yuan did not have such ambitions at the moment. He was only thinking about how to tidy up his own backyard to avoid a fire.

Of course, this was already a ‘small goal’ for Liu Yuan.

At the moment, he was still thinking about how he could obtain the true Martial Emperor’s inheritance from the Martial Emperor’s Tomb and then leave safely.

Liu Yuan narrowed his eyes and slowed down his steps. He looked at the collapsed white jade-like building in the distance. It had the shape of a palace, but it seemed to have been abandoned for many years. The white building was covered with dark green vines and moss, and most of its Foundation was buried in the thick soil and fallen leaves.

However, just the pile of ruins that extended along the mountain behind them showed how magnificent and beautiful the palace had once been.

It seemed like someone had lived here before. Judging from the state of the building, it might even be the place where the Martial Emperor and his wife used to live.

It was a pity that not long after Hong Luan was made, both of them died. Otherwise, he could have learned a lot from Hong Luan. The reason for their deaths was still a mystery, and he did not know if he would have the chance to solve it here.

“But… This isn’t the time to think about this. Let’s focus on the matter at hand first.”

Liu Yuan’s gaze shifted from the buildings to the woman sitting on the ground. She should be the one that was crying for help earlier.

His judgment that the lady was a beauty was not without evidence.

The possibility of a misjudgment did not exist in his current state. The keen senses of Immortal cultivators were to judge a person’s situation from the state of their body and the condition of their bones.

If he was in the modern world, he could be a human Photoshop detection machine, helping his male compatriots who were troubled by all the catfishes online.

Liu Yuan had come into contact with at least 30 above-average beauties, and he had basically observed them in-depth. He had even been with a few of them day and night, and he knew their physical conditions very well.

Using this as a template for comparison and judgment, even if he did not release his spiritual sense, he could basically outline the other party’s appearance in his mind.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise and a figure in white clothes like a white crane flipped down from the air. The girl’s slender figure was sharp and elegant, and the long sword in her hand was kept.

Liu Yuan’s eyes flashed with a hint of amazement. He recalled the first time he saw Zhiying.

The young lady’s slender back, her white clothes fluttering in the wind, was still imprinted in his mind, never fading.

Behind her, the huge spider-like mechanical puppet collapsed with a loud bang. Its slender, glowing, pitch-black limbs were cut off piece by piece, the cut surface extremely smooth.

Dust and fallen leaves flew in the air, and the giant mechanical spider fell to the ground, becoming a pile of waste.

Looking at the new signs of collapse in the abandoned corner of the white jade palace, it was likely that the puppet had been hidden in an inactive state in the palace at the beginning. It was alarmed by the woman’s intrusion and activated again, revealing its true appearance.

From the looks of it, there might be other mechanical puppets hidden on this island.

They did not know if it was because they had only entered for a short time or because they were lucky, but they did not meet these puppets.

Liu Yuan saw a yellow, blood-like liquid flowing out of the dismembered spider’s body, and knew that this was the Puppeteer’s doing.

Most of the puppets in the tomb had a heart or blood-like system, which seemed to represent the process of the Puppeteer’s creation of a real human-like puppet.

There was a slope in front of him, and the palace seemed to have fallen into this basin because of a landslide.

“Are you alright?” Liu Yuan jumped down from the broken part and walked to the woman’s side. He squatted down and stretched out his hand to ask.

The woman in the light blue dress was frightened and turned around. Sure enough, she had a face as elegant and beautiful as a plain girl. Her brows were slightly raised, and her eyes were like autumn water. There were some tears at the corners of her eyes, and her teeth were biting her red lips in panic. Her natural gentle temperament had a kind of weakness.

She looked like she was in her twenties. She was beautiful and had a graceful figure. Even if she was frightened, she could only cover her mouth with her white and tender hands and let out a soft exclamation.

The feeling she gave Liu Yuan was probably that of a typical young lady from ancient times. She strictly abided by the rules, had a good upbringing, and was delicate and easy to embarrass.

Liu Yuan pulled himself back from his thoughts and saw that the woman’s clothes were covered in dust and torn in many places. Her forehead seemed to have been hit, and the bruise was red and swollen. A stream of blood flowed down her white cheek. Coupled with her teary eyes, she looked extremely sad and beautiful.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then she saw the young girl who had saved her walk over and stand behind Liu Yuan. After confirming that the young man in front of her was not an evil person, she still hesitated. “Th-thank you. I can clean up myself...”

Her voice was as gentle as her appearance, with a soft accent, just like the women from a far away village. For no reason, he felt that the woman in front of him was suitable to wear a cheongsam, an oil-paper umbrella, or a hollow gold-threaded fan.

Liu Yuan said, “You sprained your ankle, right? Why don’t I...”

At this time, a slender and fair hand reached over, and a girl’s faint voice sounded, “I’ll help you.”

“…”

Liu Yuan’s expression froze. He had forgotten that the child beside him had been feeling jealous for no reason recently.

Now, she was going to stop him from doing anything to another woman...?

The woman blinked her eyes and looked at her palms in confusion.

Liu Yuan retracted his hand resentfully. “She can help you. What’s your name?”

Zhiying helped the woman up. The latter regained her senses and seemed to find the situation a little interesting. Her expression relaxed a lot, and she smiled gently and said gratefully, “Many thanks for your help. I am He Qingmeng.”

She had the surname ‘He’!

Could she be the descendant of the Martial Emperor, He Junhao?