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Puff!

Jun Lanyue spat out a mouthful of blood, standing firm while enduring the intense pain. If he didn't have the blood essence protecting his body, his intestines would have been crushed by this blow. After activating his blood essence to revive him, Jun Lanyue thought of that strange voice in his head. That voice had come from his own brain, which was probably related to his lips and teeth turning cold. Even if he died, it wouldn't do him any good. It would be better for him to first listen to the words of the person in his mind, and force himself to endure the mysterious person's possession for a period of time before considering further.

As he understood all of this, Jun Lanyue made a sword sign, controlling the Dark Jade Sword to display a defensive stance, and channeled all of his energy to protect his body. As his attacks failed, time slowly passed. Even with the protection of his blood essence, the wounds on Jun Lanyue's body only continued to worsen. This battle was a battle of endurance. One must not die, one must not die. There were too many secrets waiting for him to explore. If he died here, then everything would become meaningless.

Who was this mysterious person? Why were their profound strengths so impressive? And why did he have an identical Dark Jade Sword?

What kind of person was behind the First Lady? What was their goal?

And most of all, what Yang Xi'er said … Was his mother really still alive?

Jun Lanyue's thoughts became increasingly chaotic. As he lifted his eyes, he only saw that the mysterious man controlled the black jade sword to attack him once more. He was heavily injured, and there was no longer any chance for him to dodge. He was afraid that after taking such a fatal attack, not even Chi You's spirit blood would be able to save his life.

There was too much unwillingness on Jun Lanyue's face, but he could only watch as the black blade drew closer and closer, slowly closing his eyes.

"The heavens have eyes. I, Jun Lanyue, have been frustrated for my entire life. Now, after so much difficulty, I finally have a chance to find out the truth. Do I have to die in such an unknown manner?"

Jun Lanyue opened his eyes in surprise, only to find that Yang Xi'er's soul seemed to have been sucked out of her body, and she collapsed onto the ground. There was no trace of the other Dark Jade Sword in the Hidden Dragon Hall. Everything was quiet.

Jun Lin let out a long breath. He hadn't expected that in this crucial moment, the time limit for the mysterious man's body control technique would be reached. He had just managed to retrieve his life.

However, the current Jun Lin Yue was riddled with thousands of holes. With just a slight movement, large amounts of blood would gush out from his mouth. He was in an extremely sorry state.

Two anxious voices suddenly entered his ears:

"Master Hou!"

"Master Hou!"

"How did you become like this!"

These two people were precisely ordered by Yang Xi'er to wait for Tang An and Zhao Huai outside the Hidden Dragon Gate. Upon seeing the sight before them, the two were shocked.

"Your injury …"

"Don't ask. Tang An, quickly go and see how Yang Xi'er is doing. "

"Yes." After hesitating for a moment, Tang An sighed and walked towards Yang Xi'er. Cautiously, he checked her breath and then carefully checked her pulse.

"Master Hou, this Miss Xi'er's pulse seems steady, but she's still fine after falling asleep."

"It's good that you're fine."

Jun Linyue heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Even he himself hadn't noticed this change.

After pondering for a moment, Jun Lin Yue seemed to have made an important decision. He raised his eyes and looked at the two of them. After expending all of his strength, he opened his mouth with difficulty:

"Zhao Huai, Tang An, I'm going to give you a difficult mission now. All of you, come over here and listen."

The two of them whispered in each other's ears, and Jun Lin Yue whispered something in their ears. The expressions on their faces changed again as their emotions fluctuated.

"Zhao Huai, there's a secret compartment under my pillow. There's a small yellow jade bottle inside. "Feed that bottle of pills to Yang Xi'er."

Zhao Huai took out the small bottle and looked at Jun Lin Yue with a puzzled expression.

"Master Hou, this …"

"Don't worry, this is the Sweet 'n' Sour Pill. I usually eat in peace. "

Hearing these words, Zhao Huai poured out a pill and stuffed it into Yang Xi'er's mouth. He patted his back and watched as she gulped down the pill before running back to Jun Lin Yue's side.

"Hurry up and do what I told you to do just now."

"I will obey!"

The two of them carried Yang Xi'er and ran out of the Hidden Dragon Hall. As he left, he cast a few worried glances at Jun Lin Yue.

"This lowly one will go first, please take care, Master Hou!"

A glimmer of hope appeared in Jun Lin Yue's eyes as he stared at the departing silhouettes of the two. When he had used up the last of his strength, he slowly closed his eyes and fell heavily onto the ground.

After an unknown period of time, a group of violet-clothed guards arrived. They didn't stop at all, and left the Hidden Dragon Hall with Jun Lanyue.

Three days later.

In the main hall of the Black Tortoise Mansion, Jun Lanyue was sitting on a chair at the side of the house. He had changed into a red-purple robe and looked rather weak. He leaned against the back of the chair with his eyes tightly shut, trying to lighten the burden on his body.

In truth, in these three days, the regeneration ability of Chi You's blood essence had already restored almost 80% of Jun Lanyue's body. But, in order to not show it to others, he had to pretend that he had just recovered from a serious illness.

At this time, a young man dressed in luxurious clothing and wearing a jade crown lightly waved a folding fan in his hand. With a face full of disgust, he arrived before Jun Lin and sternly said:

"Jun Lanyue, in order to save your worthless life, you actually wasted mother's Feather Spiritual Pill. Hurry up and tell me where Miss Xi'er is. Tell me, on account of us brothers, and I'll give you a quick death!"

The youth was around twenty years old and had a handsome appearance. He had a jade-like face and red lips, but between his brows, there was always a hint of contempt and disdain. He was the second son of the first wife, Jun Linyue's older brother, Jun Linyu. He was usually doted upon by the first wife, and was an unparalleled figure in this manor.

The moment Jun Lin Yu finished his words, the previously motionless Jun Lin Yue slowly opened his eyes and looked at the former. His eyes flashed with a cold light, but it didn't flare up. He grinned and said:

"Jun Linyu, are you threatening the noble lords of the imperial court to rebel against you, or to usurp power and rebel?"

"You!"

Jun Lanyu was so infuriated by Jun Lanyue's words that her eyes widened. The hand holding the fan was trembling uncontrollably, blue veins twined around it as her anger reached the skies. She wanted to devour the latter, but she could not find the words to refute.

Facing the expression of Jun Lin Yu, Jun Lin Yue wasn't afraid in the slightest. He continued in a provocative manner, "What, you're going to eat me? Hahaha! "However, if you want to know Yang Xi'er's whereabouts, you better be a little more polite to me, or else …"

After speaking, he closed his eyes again, pretending to be at ease as he tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, ignoring Jun Bluemoon.

"You, you, Jun Linyue, how dare you speak to me like that! See if I take your dog life! "

Although this Jun Lin Yu was a hedonistic young master, he had quite a bit of talent in the Martial Dao. He had already advanced into the warrior realm at the age of twenty, and could be considered one of the top geniuses in Black Tortoise City.

The aura of Jun Lin Yu instantly condensed in the center of his palm as he raised his hands, preparing to smash his palm onto the top of Jun Lin Yue's head. At this critical moment, a shout sounded out in the hall.

"Evil creature, stop! Retreat!"

Upon hearing this voice, Jun Lin Yu withdrew his palm from Jun Lin Yue's head. He then turned to look at a beautiful woman sitting in the center of the hall before bitterly retreating to the side.

He saw that the beautiful woman was about forty years old, dressed in an orange skirt, with gold embroidered on it, and on her chest was embroidered a blooming peony, exuding an aura of nobility, her face was as green as jade, and without anger she had an imposing manner, her red phoenix eyes could not see the bottom, the corners of her green hair were gently tied back into a bun, and among them was a jade hairpin. This beautiful woman was none other than the most powerful wife of the Marquis of Xuanwu Mansion.