This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 1150: Heaven Chapter
"Gift!"

The girl tried to stand on tiptoe, her hand almost reaching out to the young man's face, and the latter helplessly stretched out his finger and tapped her head.

"Here." The young man took out a cloth bag and placed it in the girl's palm.

"It's so light! What is this?" The girl couldn't wait to open the cloth bag. There were some seeds inside. The gray shell had a faint blue luster, which looked very special.

The girl played with the seeds with a puzzled expression on her face. The young man put his palm on her head and rubbed it gently: "There is a valley deep in Miaojiang, and there grows a strange and beautiful flower called Shengli. This is its seed."

"It doesn't look like it's easy to feed." The girl pouted, looking somewhat dissatisfied.

"No problem, I'll help you." The young man said with a smile. From a distance, the two people under the light looked like flowers and leaves snuggling together, making others envious.

"They have such a good relationship." In the corner, Qiao Shifang said with some jealousy.

"Although Huangfu is a powerful force in the martial arts world, it can be called an aristocratic family. Naturally, there will be no problems with the family education that has been passed down for many years. After all, they are siblings. Isn't it inappropriate to be closer?" Qi Yunzhou, who was passing by, saw his own embarrassing junior brother and couldn't help but said: "Also, can you stop squatting in the corner? I don't want anyone to doubt the teacher's teaching level because of you."

"Stop talking nonsense, Sister Huangfu is obviously everyone's sister!" Qiao Shifang bared his teeth and protested to Qi Yunzhou angrily.

Qi Yunzhou quickly went over to cover his mouth: "Shut up, if you want to be a pervert, forget it, but don't drag us into it. I'm warning you, Huangfu Yushu's martial arts are not bad, let alone you, even I will only get beaten if I go up there, don't ask for a beating."

"Just hit me, who's afraid of him!" At this time, Qiao Shifang rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush forward. Fortunately, Qi Yunzhou stopped him in time, thus saving him from physical pain.

After much persuasion, this annoying guy was finally dragged back. However, when he thought of those classmates who had tried to climb over Huangfu Wall one after another, Qi Yunzhou couldn't help feeling tired.

Huangfu Ling'er is a new student in the academy. Teacher Baimei adheres to the principle of teaching everyone, so it is not surprising that he accepts a girl from the martial arts world as his disciple.

However, when the eldest daughter of the Huangfu family appeared in the academy, everyone suddenly realized that their previous thoughts were somewhat naive.

It may be difficult to describe that feeling in words. In a nutshell, as a human being, that person is a nearly perfect individual in their eyes, with stunning beauty, a kind and generous character, and unparalleled wisdom. Any one of these points alone is enough to amaze people, but there are some people who can combine all these things in one person, like the darling of God.

The appearance of Huangfu Ling'er greatly stimulated the other students in the academy. Almost all the students without families began to try to win the favor of this beauty, including the leader of this generation in the academy - Qi Yunzhou, the eldest disciple of Mr. Baimei.

Many people don’t know that the eldest senior brother Qi Yunzhou, who now treats Miss Huangfu calmly and seems willing to watch from afar without teasing her, is actually the first one to take action among all the people.

Long before Huangfu Ling'er entered the academy, Qi Yunzhou had been to Huangfu's house with his teacher Mr. Baimei, and naturally met this future junior sister. When he first saw this woman, he was shocked by her beauty, and then he immediately expressed his thoughts to his teacher.

Qi Yunzhou's parents died early, and his teacher Baimei was the person closest to him. He hoped that his teacher would propose marriage to the Huangfu family on his behalf. Although the Huangfu family was a well-known force in the martial arts world, they were just common people in the eyes of the gentry.

But Qi Yunzhou himself came from a poor family, so he felt that the two families were well matched, but he didn't expect that Teacher Baimei rejected his request.

"You two are not suitable," Teacher Baimei said earnestly, "She was born in the Jianghu, and her best destiny is also in the Jianghu. You are destined to enter the court in the future, and marrying a woman who is beneficial to your career is the best way. Besides, you are just acting on a whim now."

At first Qi Yunzhou felt very unwilling, he thought that teacher Baimei must be perfunctory to him, although he had ambitions in his heart, he also felt that he was a flesh and blood person, why couldn't he learn from others and leave behind a love story.

So he refused to admit defeat and ignored the teacher's obstruction, wanting to express his determination with unremitting persistence. Then seven days passed, and when he calmed down, he returned to the teacher in dejection.

"Teacher, I think I should be more cautious about my marriage." Qi Yunzhou said calmly.

Mr. Baimei looked at him with disdain and reprimanded him mercilessly, "I have already said that you two are not suitable for each other. You are not worthy of her at all. Look at how shameless you are. You are only suitable to harm those bastards in the court. Don't come and ruin the girls of good families."

"The teacher is right." Facing the teacher's harsh criticism, Qi Yunzhou had already been able to swallow his anger. His thick black philosophy had already penetrated into his bones.

Noticing that the troublemaker in the corner had left, Huangfu Yushu's smile brightened even more. His sister, noticing this, cast a curious look at him.

"Brother, did anything good happen to you?" Huangfu Ling'er asked.

"No. No, maybe there is." Huangfu Yushu's words sounded ambiguous, and his sister didn't understand, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Just staying quietly with his sister like this, Huangfu Yushu thought that this was probably the beauty he hoped for.

——It was probably a feeling similar to praying, Huangfu Yushu felt.

He could feel at ease when he was with his sister, or maybe it was because she was the one who had grown up in front of his eyes, from being a childish girl who would cry and tug at his clothes and not let go, to being a dependent girl who would shake his arm and act coquettishly.

After this bright color appeared in his world, everything seemed to have changed. His sister was like a flower, seemingly delicate but actually quite overbearing. From the day she appeared in Huangfu Yushu's world, his world was no longer allowed to be stained with other colors.

But Huangfu Yushu was happy to do it. At first, he was like all brothers who cared about their sisters. He did what every brother should do, cared about his sister's daily life, took care of his sister's mood, and by the way, drove away those pests who coveted his sister.

Gradually, Huangfu Yushu fell in love with the feeling of having only one color in the world. Although it was monotonous, it would not make people feel bored. Just one color was enough, and that one bright color was everything in his world.

The same is true for her younger sister Huangfu Ling'er. All the hopes of the Huangfu family are placed on her brother Huangfu Yushu. He has indeed lived up to everyone's expectations and become the heir that everyone expected.

Therefore, the Huangfu couple did not care about the existence of their younger sister Huangfu Ling'er. They did not have any expectations, nor did they deliberately ignore her. They gave their younger sister, Miss Huangfu, the living conditions she deserved, but nothing else.

When both parents became familiar strangers, the remaining brother became the only family member that Huangfu Ling'er could get close to. For her sister, her brother was her whole world.

Sometimes Huangfu Yushu would see scenes like this——

In the empty yard, the younger sister was sitting on the ground with her arms around her curled legs, her face upturned, like a ball of cotton, her long hair hanging on her shoulders. She just stared at the sky, waiting for her brother to come back.

The shadow of her hair swayed gently in the breeze. She just waited quietly, not caring about the passage of time. Everything else was meaningless.

When Huangfu Yushu saw such a little guy, he could feel the loneliness, but at the same time, a thief's greed could not help but emerge from the depths of his heart.

Such a beautiful sister belongs to him alone. Even if he can only leave her in this poor yard like a bird in a cage, he is her only one, and that is enough.

Huangfu Yushu couldn't tell when his feelings towards his sister began to change, or perhaps it had been like this from the beginning, but he just didn't notice it at the time.

He gradually began to realize that he was an incurable madman. Once upon a time, he might have been able to convince himself that his concern for his sister was due to his status as a brother, but after hearing that the academy's eldest disciple Qi Yunzhou was interested in proposing marriage, he could not deceive himself about the panic and anger in his heart.

That might be wrong. The education he received since childhood made Huangfu Yushu clearly aware of how bad his thoughts towards his sister were based on secular values.

Huangfu Yushu wanted to correct his mistakes, so he chose to leave. He stayed away from his family, his sister, and everything here.

Huangfu Yushu embarked on a journey of traveling around the world. He did not return to Jiangnan for two whole years. During this time, he traveled across most of the world.

He had killed horse thieves and bandits in the northwest desert, killed evildoers in the north, and listened to scriptures in the Shaolin Temples of the north and south. But no matter what he did, he could not let go of his sister in the south of the Yangtze River. He did not dare to face her, but he was always thinking about her.

As contradictory as he was, after two years of tormenting hesitation day and night, he finally decided to go back. Huangfu Yushu's last stop was Wudang. The Huangfu family's unique martial arts, the Three Heavenly Swords, originated from the Wudang sect's martial arts. He wanted to come here to meet the Taoist master to resolve his confusion.

On a rainy day in July, Huangfu Yushu paid a visit to the Wudang Sect. As a young man in the martial arts world, he was not qualified to meet the Wudang Sect leader directly, but he brought a visiting card from the Huangfu family, so Qi Yunzi had to come forward.

". I have heard that if a martial artist is focused on his or her martial arts, it is not surprising that his or her martial arts skills will improve rapidly. Otherwise, it may be difficult for him or her to make any progress. However -"

Huangfu Yushu looked up at the old man in front of him and said in a confused tone: "I have other thoughts in my mind, but my martial arts are still progressing rapidly. My family swordsmanship comes from your martial arts, so I came here to ask you to solve my doubts."

After he finished speaking, Sect Leader Qiyunzi remained silent, while the leader of the Seven Wudang Masters, "Yujing" Miao Yunyong, who was sitting next to the Sect Leader, felt dissatisfied. Look at what nonsense this kid Huangfu Yushuo is saying. Is he trying to show off his unparalleled talent on the Wudang Sect's territory?

Miao Yunyong did not hear much confusion in the other party's words, but instead the arrogance of the four major families in the martial arts world was shown on their faces.

Thinking of this, Miao Yunyong immediately stood up and bowed to the headmaster Qi Yunzi, saying, "Master, I have long heard of the reputation of the Huangfu family's Three Heavenly Swords. It is my fate to meet Master Huangfu today. I would like to learn a thing or two from him. Is that possible?"

After saying this, Miao Yunyong looked at Huangfu Yushu provocatively, fearing that the other party would not dare to fight.

The other seven Wudang disciples who were here to meet the guests all showed expressions of watching a good show. Ever since the marriage with the Emei Sect was cancelled, their eldest brother has been obsessed with martial arts. Although his martial arts skills cannot be said to surpass those of his peers, few can defeat him.

Huangfu Yushu is about the same age as their junior fellow apprentice Wangchen. If you count carefully, this person is almost a generation younger than their senior brother.

However, Miao Yunyong did not feel any psychological pressure to bully the younger generation. To him, martial arts was a noble and righteous way. Since the other party was so shameless, he should do his best to let this kid know that there is always someone better than you.

Huangfu Yushu stood up and walked to the center of the Zixiao Hall: "Master Yujing, please come in."

"Please." Miao Yunyong slowly drew his sword. Seeing that the other party had no intention of attacking first, he was no longer polite. He raised his hand and struck out first, testing the opponent's power.

Huangfu Yushu did not dodge or evade, but retaliated with a palm strike. The two palm forces collided and canceled each other out exactly.

Miao Yunyong's heart sank. It seemed that Huangfu Yushu did have some skills. Apart from other things, this man's internal strength was already the best among the younger generation. The power of that palm strike just now would have been greater if it had been a little less, but he was able to maintain just the right amount of strength, which was truly surprising.

Since this person was able to offset my palm strike, he might be able to offset more. It would be useless to test him further, so I might as well get straight to the point - Miao Yunyong's mind moved, and he thrust his sword straight forward, attacking Huangfu Yushu's outer door with a simple and unpretentious blow.

Ding!
There was a crisp sound like listening to a spring in a bamboo forest, and sparks flew when the two swords collided. Huangfu Yushu held his sword horizontally to block, but Miao Yunyong's move had countless changes, and his sword moves were as numerous as stars, but all the changes remained based on the same principle. There was always one sword that locked the former's face, making it impossible for him to escape or avoid it.

"Divine Sky Sword Technique?"

At one side, Miao Yunyong's fellow disciples showed astonishment. There are many martial arts in Wudang Sect, but only two of them are famous in this generation. One is the internal strength they learned from their master Qi Yunzi - Wudang Nine Yang Gong, and the other is the swordsmanship that their uncle Shang Yangzi is good at - Shenxiao Sword Art.

The former is the most powerful martial art in the martial arts world, and is the supreme internal skill derived from the Nine Yang Divine Art. Each of the Seven Wudang disciples practices this internal skill.

But at the same time, each of the Seven Wudang disciples also practiced some other martial arts as an aid, such as palm techniques and sword techniques. The Divine Heaven Sword Technique of the Wudang Grand Elder Shang Yangzi was obscure and profound. Although it was extremely powerful, it was too difficult to practice. Among the seven, only the eldest brother Miao Yunyong had learned a little bit.

Compared to the Wudang Nine Yang Gong, which is both offensive and defensive and can be used freely in movement and stillness, the Shenxiao Sword Art has a kind of sharpness and determination of moving forward without defending, and it is a highly offensive sword technique.

Miao Yunyong's use of this sword technique indirectly proved that Huangfu Yushu's strength was worthy of the harsh words he said. Just as everyone was looking forward to this fierce battle, the eyes of the head teacher Qi Yunzi gradually became profound.

As the saying goes, martial arts follow the heart. For people in the martial arts world, sometimes one can roughly tell what kind of person he is just by looking at the martial arts he uses.

Qi Yunzi's Taoism is obviously more advanced. In the sword duel, it seems that Huangfu Yushu is restrained and at a disadvantage, but in fact, this person has his own hidden talents but keeps them hidden.

The sword is a dangerous weapon, and sword techniques are meant to kill people. Miao Yunyong's Shenxiao Sword Technique may have the form but it is soulless inside. Qi Yunzi knows his disciple too well. Perhaps his talent is among the best among the seven, but an apprentice who is taught by rote sometimes seems to have really trained Miao Yunyong himself into a Taoist priest with no desires.

Little did people know that the true meaning of swordsmanship is to kill people. Over the past hundred years, there have been countless talented people in Wudang, but the Divine Xiao Sword Technique became famous only in the hands of Shang Yangzi. The difference lies in that the sword is mainly used to kill, whether it is the sword of an ordinary man or the sword of the emperor, its momentum and form are all false.

Only by facing up to the sword's intent to kill can one suppress it with the heart, and reach the state where the sword kills but I do not kill. This is controlling the sword with the body, rather than becoming a slave of the sword and being controlled by the sword's moves and techniques.

Obviously Miao Yunyong had not reached the same level as his uncle. The internal energy that Miao Yunyong practiced was the Wudang Nine Yang Gong, so since the Shenxiao Sword Technique was mainly for killing, he replaced it with dignified masculine energy.

Although this approach retained the sharp edge of the sword technique, it also completely erased the profound meaning of the sword technique. The Shenxiao Sword Art, which in Shang Yangzi's hands could shock the soul with just a sword draw and destroy people's hearts with a sword swing, was nothing more than one or two more powerful stabbing moves in Miao Yunyong's hands.

But Huangfu Yushu was different. There were some things hidden in the sword moves of this young boy that even Qi Yunzi could not see through, and the change happened in this instant.

Miao Yunyong's continuous sword moves were suddenly interrupted by a sword. Huangfu Yushu finally made a move. The incredibly fast sword moves were like shadows sticking together, which made the former panic for a moment.

"Three Heavenly Swords!" Miao Yunyong's expression was filled with shock. He had heard of the Huangfu family's unique skills, and he had even dabbled in the predecessor of this set of sword moves - Wudang Tai Chi Qingling Swordsmanship. But that was why he was so at a loss. It was very similar to the swordsmanship left by the Wudang Sect, but it was completely different at a certain key point, just like a beam of light emitted from the same point flew in a completely different direction under the refraction of the lens.

At this point in the competition, Miao Yunyong had actually already lost. When the opponent's sword moves were beyond his expectations, he lost the ability to control the situation.

The Three Heavenly Swords are like a piece of stone covered with gorgeous words. The core of the sword moves is so exquisite and magical, like a fascinating piece of beautiful writing, but the sword intent is just a sparse and ordinary stab, like a plain, even overly simple stone.

The huge sense of disparity made Miao Yunyong not even know how to deal with it for a moment. His mind was confused, and his swordsmanship naturally had flaws. Huangfu Yushu's incredibly fast sword broke through his defense.

It was just a simple straight stab, just like his first move, but the sword technique seemed to hide some profound secret that was difficult for him to understand, as if it was a treasure waiting to be discovered, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Until Huangfu Yushu's sword was across his shoulder, Miao Yunyong had not recovered from his defeat. It was his master Qi Yunzi who woke him up with a light cough.

His eyes fell on Huangfu Yushu's sword, and Miao Yunyong lowered his head silently: "I lost."

"Thank you." Huangfu Yushu nodded lightly.

The competition was over, but the expressions on the faces of the two winners were completely different from what everyone imagined. Miao Yunyong, the loser, looked thoughtful, and his eyes were brighter than usual, as if he had gained something.

The winner, Huangfu Yushu, had a sad face. Seeing this, Qi Yunzi asked all the disciples to leave, and then asked the other person to come and sit on the cushion in front of the hall.

"Your talent is so high that among all the people I have ever met in my life, there are only ten who can surpass you." Qi Yunzi said straight to the point.

"Ten people?" Huangfu Yushu seemed dissatisfied.

Qi Yunzi lowered his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Young man, you think too highly of yourself. I have seen thousands of people with extraordinary talents in my life. It is not easy for you to receive my praise."

This is the truth. Qi Yunzi really has no intention of looking down on the other party. On the contrary, this is the highest praise he can give.

Huangfu Yushu was silent for a while, then said: "The Three Heavenly Swords are martial arts that my ancestors learned from your sect. I have many questions when practicing this sword technique. I hope the master can give me some guidance."

"There is nothing wrong with your swordsmanship," Qi Yunzi glanced at him calmly and said, "It's just that you are practicing the wrong way and have gone astray."

"Becoming possessed?" Huangfu Yushu's face turned cold, with an expression of surprise on his face.

"Don't believe it?" Qi Yunzi pinched the Dao formula with his hands and said calmly: "The Three Heavenly Swords you learned and our Taiji Qingling Sword are from the same source. The great Dao of the world has different paths but the same destination. If the Daoist martial arts want to go further, they will eventually have to take this path."

After saying that, Qi Yunzi pointed his finger at the void with his sword. Suddenly, the light in the hall dimmed and the chaotic candlelight seemed to hide countless sharp edges. In just a moment, Huangfu Yushu felt cold all over.

There was no mistake. This was indeed the sword technique that shared the same origin as the Three Heavenly Swords that he was practicing. Now he believed Qi Yunzi's words a little more.

"Please give me some advice, senior." Huangfu Yushu bowed solemnly and asked humbly.

Qi Yunzi was not stingy, but the solution he proposed made Huangfu Yushu frown.

"If you want to advance further in the Daoist sword technique, there are only two ways to go. Either you purify your mind and become a person who has no desires or requests. Then you will not be disturbed by the chaos of the world, and this sword technique will not be able to restrain you at all."

Qi Yunzi said this, and seeing that Huangfu Yushu was unmoved, he continued, "If you can't let go of external things, then the other way is much simpler. You have desires in your heart, and you are reluctant to give them up. These are human desires. Since you can't give them up, then let go of your body and mind, and indulge your desires in one thought."

"Indulgence? This..." Huangfu Yushu was a little surprised. This seemed to be completely contrary to the Taoist teachings of tranquility and inaction that he was familiar with.

Qi Yunzi explained, "Why not indulge? Human desires are endless. Everyone knows that the highest good is like water, which is the state of the Tao. But how many saints in the world can have such a state of mind? You and I are both mortals. It is reasonable to succumb to human desires. Moreover, the Three Heavenly Swords are originally martial arts of great desires. If you don't have a desire in your heart, you can't practice it no matter what."

Qi Yunzi looked deeply at Huangfu Yushu and said, "The stronger the desire in one's heart, the easier it is to improve in practicing this martial art. It seems that you have curbed your thoughts, but that is just deceiving yourself. As long as you can't let go, you can't control this swordsmanship. In the future, you will be completely crazy and become a slave to desire."

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After a long silence, Huangfu Yushu bowed solemnly to Master Qiyunzi again and then went down the mountain. He understood what the other party meant. The desire in his heart was like a surging wave. Simply suppressing it was not a solution. If the wave broke the dam in the future, he would surely die.

On the contrary, since you can't give up what you want in your heart no matter what, it's better to let go than to block it. Why not try to let go of yourself and try to accept what you want in your heart.

For a moment, Huangfu Yushu felt that Qi Yunzi did not have the slightest trace of a respected Taoist master. This was completely a statement made by the evildoers. Just from the perspective of this sword technique, it seemed that there was a big problem with Taoist martial arts from the root.

The trip to Wudang made Huangfu Yushu realize his own quality. Avoiding would not solve the problem, but he also did not intend to indulge himself completely as Qi Yunzi said. He believed that there should be other solutions to this problem, and the first thing he had to do was to return to Jiangnan and face everything.

After two years, Huangfu Yushu's confused heart finally calmed down, and he returned to this home.

It was not until this time that he suddenly discovered that his lonely sister had many friends since he did not know when. Not only that, his sister also had a very outstanding suitor who was extremely recognized by her parents - the current Crown Prince.

Qi Yunzhou from the academy was the first to fail in his pursuit of Huangfu Ling'er, but after him, there were many more students from the academy who followed suit, and the most important one among them was this one -

boom!
Huangfu Yushu kicked the daring wall-climbing maniac to the ground with an expressionless face. If he had not considered that the other party was not someone who was easy to mess with, he would have given him a few strikes. He must have been tired of living for daring to climb over his sister's wall.

The man was of handsome appearance, and although his words and actions were unruly, they did not appear to be unruly. Instead, they made people feel that he was free and easy.

"Brother Huangfu, gentlemen love beautiful ladies. Your sister is extremely beautiful. Why can't I learn from the elegant scholars of the Wei and Jin dynasties and show off my talent on the wall to win the smile of a beautiful lady?"

If someone else said this, it would sound a bit boastful and arrogant, but he said it just right. After all, in terms of background, there are probably few people in the world who dare to say that they are more noble than him. In terms of knowledge, this person is the most famous person under the name of Mr. Baimei. In terms of appearance, he is not inferior to Huangfu Yushu, the most handsome man in Jiangnan.

This man is the crown prince of the current dynasty, who is now traveling and studying with Mr. Baimei. When he passed through Jiangnan, he happened to hear that the Huangfu family had given birth to a peerless beauty. Out of curiosity, he went to take a look, and from then on, he could not stop.

Other people in the academy coveted his sister, but Huangfu Yushu just sneered. As long as he was there, those people would never succeed. But now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also took a fancy to his sister, he suddenly felt a little worried.

Most of the students in the academy are from aristocratic families. In fact, their status is much higher than that of ordinary people. But Huangfu is in the underworld after all, so the high and low status of his clan may not be able to gain much advantage from them.

But the prince is different. He is an important figure in both the martial arts world and the government. Huangfu Yushu knows his father very well. Since the prince is interested in him, he will never miss such a good opportunity. Even if it means sending his sister to be his mistress, he will be willing to do so.

But this is something Huangfu Yushu cannot accept. Facing the royal family, the power of them, as common people, is too small. If the prince gets tired of Huangfu Ling'er one day, what a cruel ending will be waiting for his sister? Huangfu Yushu dare not even think about it.

But these are still secondary. The most terrifying thing is that this prince does not have the airs of a superior. He is humorous and easy-going. Not only is he sought after by all the students in the academy, but he also seems to have quietly occupied a certain position in my sister's heart.

Listening to his sister mentioning this outsider from time to time, Huangfu Yushu's mood became more and more conflicted. He hoped that he could let go of this wrong relationship, but he couldn't help feeling angry because of his sister's attitude towards the prince.

And he had to admit that the appearance of the prince made all his previous mental preparations a joke. He simply couldn't let it go, and even when he saw another man next to his sister, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

Although Huangfu Yushu tried hard to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart, the harder he tried to be a good brother, the more he couldn't suppress the wrong thoughts about his sister.

And such a man, amidst contradictions and pain, finally saw a change in the situation.

The accident happened on the day when the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Meng Yuan, arrived. This man brought a shocking news to Huangfu Yushu's father that his sister was going to enter the palace to become the emperor's concubine.

Huangfu Yushu was stunned, but when he saw the prince and his sister who were also in a panic because of the news, he suddenly felt a guilty pleasure in his heart. His inner anger gradually subsided, and was replaced by a kind of gloating after distorted desires.

Huangfu Yushu was stunned. He once again discovered that there was much more malice in his heart than he had imagined. He actually thought that taking away his sister's happiness that was within reach might bring a little comfort to his shattered thoughts.

Looking at everyone in the academy who were in a panic because of the news, and looking at his sister who was becoming increasingly haggard in the yard like a flower that was about to wither, Huangfu Yushu felt a mixture of pain and pleasure in his heart.

He seemed like the dying winner in the Colosseum, smearing the blood of pain all over his sinful body while enjoying the frenzied joy before destruction.

He's probably crazy.

Huangfu Yushu felt as if he was no longer a human being. He hid in a place where no one noticed him, in the gap of the door and in the corner of the courtyard. He was like a vicious and poisonous snake, coveting the beauty that would never belong to him.

If he, who had become a twisted and malicious person, could find redemption somewhere, it would be by hearing the voice of his younger sister, the only light in his world.

"I don't know what to do anymore. Dad and mom have already made up their minds to send me to the palace. Brother, now only you can help me." That day, the sister said to him.

Huangfu Yushu could no longer remember what his sister looked like that day. He believed that the desperate sister must have begged her brother for help with a delicate and tearful posture and a pitiful sobbing voice.

In fact, there were probably no fragile tears in his sister's eyes that day. It was like a gem-clear mirror, reflecting his viciousness and greed. He seemed to see a snake-like devil twisting in the mirror of his soul.

The ugliness of himself was reflected in his sister's eyes, exposing all the malice in his heart, but Huangfu Yushu did not feel panicked. Only his increasingly heavy breathing represented his growing excitement.

Once his sister discovered his true self, there was no need for him to hide anymore.

And the sister in front of him seemed to hide a malicious contradiction on her pure face. It was not like his own, full of filthy cruelty and madness, but a more elusive mystery.

The younger sister looked up at her brother, the reflection in her eyes gradually shattered by the increasingly bright eyes, that overly dazzling gaze was like a blazing flame, fiercely burning the chains of reason.

Huangfu Yushu knew very well what the other party was implying. It was a sin even worse than the evil deeds of the devil, but for some reason, when he saw such a sister, he actually felt a little bit of expectation of becoming an accomplice.

He was willing to risk the wrath of the world just to put himself on the same level as his sister. He knew it was naked exploitation, but he still wanted to do it, just because from now on, no one could separate them.

If blood is the bond that connects them, then the sin they share is the evidence that makes them unique to each other.

At that moment, light appeared in Huangfu Yushu's world again. He retracted his vicious fangs, as if all the sinister darkness no longer existed. At that moment, he was like a saint who had never done anything bad, protecting his sister behind him with his tall and glorious image.

"Leave it to me!" is what he said.

He opened his eyes, and the stars in the sky were like eyes, each of which looked like his sister's eyes full of expectation. Huangfu Yushu seemed to have unloaded all his burdens, and there was no more confusion in his heart at this moment -

Or maybe he has gone completely crazy.

The next morning, drizzles fell from the sky, accompanied by muffled thunder. Soon it turned into a downpour, with water drops as big as beans falling. Huangfu Yushu seemed unaware of it. He carried a sword in his hand and went straight to his parents' courtyard.

"What's so urgent?" His father seemed dissatisfied when he saw his clothes soaked with water, and there was a hint of blame in his stern eyes.

The mother smiled and tried to smooth things over. She came forward and asked him to take off his coat in an angry tone. She also planned to go out and ask a few servants to fetch clean clothes. Although people who practice martial arts are physically strong, as a parent, this is how she loves her son.

Huangfu Yushu nodded with a smile, then suddenly swung his sword, and the sharp edge instantly cut his mother's throat. His mother fell down with a look of disbelief on her face, and the blood that seeped out gradually filled the stone bricks under his feet.

The father sitting in front of him had a dazed expression, as if he couldn't understand what was happening. It was not until Huangfu Yushu struck out the second sword that he glared at his son and trembled as he pointed at him and shouted, "You beast!"

Soon after, Huangfu Yushu's second sword took his father's life. He put drugs in his father's food. It was a poison that could make a person feel weak for a short time when he circulated his internal energy. In addition, his Three Heavenly Swords had improved rapidly, so his father was no match for him.

Before the brain could think, the body had already moved on its own. This was probably the situation now. Looking at his parents dying in front of him, Huangfu Yushu was silently doing the aftermath work. There was no panic, no surprise, and everything happened naturally.

He is an indisputable sinner. The evil act of murdering his parents would make his soul unacceptable to the eighteen levels of hell. But in contrast, the joy brought by fulfilling his promise to his sister made him feel more satisfied.

Because from today on, they are accomplices, and no one else in the world can come between them.