Suddenly, he gritted his teeth, lifted and lowered his toe, and with a stomp, a whizzing sound rose from the ground.

Seizing the moment of lifting his foot, he sent a wisp of Inner Strength through the ground.

Yang Xiaoyun merely chuckled, "A petty trick."

Immediately, she too lifted her foot and stomped fiercely.

In an instant, the two forces of Inner Strength clashed on the ground with a loud boom.

The ground erupted into a pit.

This was not over, as the whizzing sound continued, Yang Xiaoyun's Inner Strength pushed forward after clashing with the other's.

By the time he came to his senses, this force was already upon him.

Threatening Silver Spear ahead, Inner Strength pursuing below.

At this instant, truly unavoidable, impossible to escape.

With resolve, he stopped thinking and suddenly twisted his waist to the side, changing his steps.

Naturally, he could no longer handle the spear in front.

The Silver Spear seemed like a Dragon released from bondage, whistling as it found liberation.

Fortunately, he had twisted his waist early, and now the spear only grazed his arm, leaving a scar but not fatal.

Without further thought, he turned to leave.

The opponent had only executed one move, and the outcome was obvious; why stay and wait for death?

Unexpectedly, just as he turned, he heard the whistling sound arrive in the blink of an eye.

Divine Dragon Tail!!

Earlier, when Yang Xiaoyun used a segment of the spear for this move, its potency was limited, and Zong Ming bit down and caught the spearhead.

Thinking of it, Yang Xiaoyun still felt suffocated.

But this time, it was exhilarating.

Carrying the momentum from the previous thrust, the spear swung fully in the air, charging straight at the man.

Stunned, he had only time to cross his arms before his chest.

A loud bang was heard.

Amid it was the sound of bones cracking, and his whole body was then flung backward.

He crashed directly against the courtyard wall.

Trying to rise again, his arms were rendered useless.

Yang Xiaoyun's single spear swing had shattered them completely.

Furious, the man looked up at Yang Xiaoyun:

"You...Who are you??

"Daring to meddle in our affairs?"

Yang Xiaoyun didn't waste words, stepped forward, swung the long spear, and knocked him unconscious.

Casually retrieving the spear, she approached Wang Xiaowan, smiling:

"Miss Wang, this place might not be safe enough. Perhaps you should join us on our boat?"

"Madam Su."

Wang Xiaowan stared at Yang Xiaoyun in astonishment:

"How are you here?"

"Miss Wang of the Wang Family has gone missing. Since we're guests of the Wang Family, we cannot ignore it.

"Master is currently on Qiuping Mountain. Miss Wang should return to the boat to wait.

"Hmm, Miss Gu, could you please bring him along?"

"...Ah, okay."

Gu Huanyan nodded quickly, "Thank you, Madam Su, for saving my life."

While speaking, she recalled how Yang Xiaoyun had once declared that with his Silver Spear at hand, Fu Han Yuan wouldn't stand a chance.

At the time, she thought Yang Xiaoyun's Skill was already remarkable.

Yet, she was half-doubtful of the statement; now it seemed entirely truthful.

Yang Xiaoyun wielding the Silver Spear was incomparable to Yang Xiaoyun wielding a fragment of it.

Without further ado, the three of them, along with the unconscious pirate, left the courtyard directly for the docks.

...

...

On Qiuping Mountain, the high stakes negotiation was still ongoing.

It was simply a delaying tactic.

Little Situ sent a message early on, and there was the possibility of variables at the inn.

Now, they wished to act, needing the inn's matters to conclude for peace of mind.

Otherwise, if the woman never disclosed Wang Xiaowan's whereabouts, caution would linger.

Thus, they dragged on endlessly.

And it's not to mention Yin Xiaoyu being hardly patient, even the business-savvy Wang Family father and son were yawning.

Wei Ziyi's head nodded off, almost standing asleep.

Yin Xiaoyu was at her limit:

"On my ship, gold, jewels, jade, antiques.

"Treasures acquired from the South Seas, all willing to be handed over.

"Yet you deem it insufficient?

"What...do you want me to offer myself for a night of pleasure?"

"I dare not, I dare not."

Fu Han Yuan immediately shook his head, "I've heard Master Yin possesses strange technique, I'm afraid to offend. To die in bed would be laughable if word spread."

"Despicable! Do you truly think I fear your Dragon King Hall?"

Yin Xiaoyu could no longer endure: "Today, we'll see if your Divine Skill is greater than my skill!!"

With those words, she moved, appearing before Fu Han Yuan.

Though the woman appeared young, she maintained her youth well.

Her Inner Strength emitted, enveloping the surroundings with a desolate aura.

Fu Han Yuan dared not slack, gathering Sky Frost True Qi, stepping forward, unleashing both palms.

Boom!!!

As three palms met, Fu Han Yuan's complexion changed, feeling her Inner Strength like a blade full of killing intent; Sky Frost True Qi couldn't be sent through.

Yet Yin Xiaoyu's expression was more pronounced.

In her eyes, shock mixed with rage:

"Despicable! This isn't Dragon King Hall's Mystic Ice Seven Extremes!

"Who are you, really?

"Impersonating the Dragon King Hall, deceiving me, truly deserving death!!!"

Immediately, she lunged, Inner Strength surging, aimed at Fu Han Yuan's demise.

But just then, Yin Xiaoyu's expression drastically changed.

She flew backward with extraordinary speed, spinning mid-air several times before landing.

Even so, her stance wavered.

Stepping back seven or eight times, each step left a deep imprint.

Looking up again, her eyes were full of Gravity:

"Who comes?"

Fu Han Yuan withdrew his palms, turned, bowed to Su Mo, then retreated behind him.

Su Mo smiled gently:

"I am Su Mo, from Donghuang, Greetings, Master Yin."

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