King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 271: Chapter 134: Heroes Fearlessly Seeking Clues: The Mystery of Gong Simeng and the Auspicious Beasts’ Disappearance

After several days had passed, this deep night, the moonlight was like water, resembling a layer of gentle gauze, silently draping over Hengshan Valley, covering everything in the world with a mysterious silver veil.

The entire valley seemed to be immersed in a dreamlike slumber, everything engulfed in silent tranquility.

Between the valleys, a light breeze blew, carrying with it a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

In the distance, the occasional cry of night birds could be heard, clear and melodious, adding to the serenity and profundity of the place, narrating ancient stories that captivated anyone who listened.

On such a quiet night, Hengshan Valley was like an enchanting painting, making one reluctant to wake up from it.

Under the moonlight, the valley seemed to have been enchanted, with every corner filled with a mysterious aura, prompting an irresistible urge to explore its secrets.

Liu Tingting’s figure, ghostly in the night, silently slipped back to the encampment of the Heroic Sakura Association in Hengshan Valley.

She bent down, her posture as light as a feather, and each step was taken with utmost care, fearing to disturb the tranquil night.

She moved like an agile and cautious wild cat, her paws gently touching the ground, slowly approaching the resting places of the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger.

When she arrived at the feeding trough, Liu Tingting swiftly took out a small bottle containing Illusion Heart Powder from her bosom.

Under the moonlight, the small bottle shimmered with an eerie luster, whispering secrets unknown to the world.

Her fingers trembled slightly, filled with a hint of urgency and excitement, as she skillfully sprinkled some powder into the broth prepared for the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger.

Then, she gently coaxed the two Auspicious Beasts to consume the food. Her voice was soft yet enchanting, guiding them into a mysterious dreamscape with her words.

Liu Tingting stood there, her gaze coldly watching everything before her. As she watched them swallow the meticulously concocted broth one by one, a wave of satisfaction surged within her.

A smirk slowly crept upon her lips, and under the moonlight, it appeared particularly sinister and eerie.

In her heart, she was calculating silently, her plan about to reach its culmination, envisioning herself commanding the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger with unmatched prestige in the Immortal Realm.

However, just when she believed everything was within her grasp and progressing smoothly, a sudden feminine shout pierced the quiet night sky, like a lightning bolt splitting the darkness.

Gong Simeng, holding a soft whip, whirled out from the shadows like a whirlwind. Her eyes burned with fury, exuding an aura of righteous energy that seemed capable of dispelling all darkness in the world.

Her hair danced wildly in the night breeze, like agile black silk, and she appeared as a justice envoy descending from the heavens, bringing with her an irresistible force and authority.

Almost simultaneously, Lin Wanqing, undeterred, drew her long sword with a crisp ”clang,” the chill glinting in the night, pointing directly at Liu Tingting, loudly rebuking, ”Do you think with such despicable means you can succeed?”

Lin Wanqing, clad in white, appeared like a celestial fairy under the moonlight, but her eyes were filled with determination and resolve.

That gaze seemed to penetrate Liu Tingting’s devious schemes, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Liu Tingting’s heart jolted, but having weathered countless Jianghu storms, she quickly regained her composure.

She sneered, a flash of fierceness in her eyes, resembling a venomous snake lurking in the dark, insidious and cunning, ”You two reckless girls, do you think you can thwart my plans?”

As soon as the words fell, her figure flickered like a black lightning bolt, moving with such speed that it produced a whooshing sound, her wrist trembling, instantly drawing the soft sword from her waist with a ”swish,” its blade glimmering with a chilling light under the moon, like stars twinkling in the night sky, clashing with Gong Simeng and Lin Wanqing.

In an instant, sword shadows and whip winds crisscrossed violently. Liu Tingting executed the Holy Water Divine Technique, with mist rising around her, sizzling, spreading out from her center, enveloping the air with moist, bone-chilling coldness, as if trapped in an ice cellar.

With the enhancement of the Holy Water Divine Technique, her Divine Water Swordsmanship became even more elusive and unpredictable.

With a cry, she executed ”Water Dragon Breaking the Clouds,” her soft sword acting like a water dragon clawing and roaring, charging straight at Gong Simeng’s throat, the sword wind stinging like needles, tearing through the air with a ”hissing” sound.

In Gong Simeng’s hands, the soft whip, under her control, was like an agile and fierce python, lunging at Liu Tingting with unstoppable speed.

Her whip techniques were ever-changing, as if holding endless mysteries, making it difficult to discern.

Sometimes, her whip acts like a mighty sea dragon, sweeping out with fierce arcs, producing sharp cracks as if tearing through the air; sometimes, like a spiritual snake, striking vertically, targeting Liu Tingting’s wrist and throat, aiming to deliver a fatal blow.

In this tense and thrilling showdown, Gong Simeng displayed her awe-inspiring skill— ”Python Twining Cinnabar.”

The soft whip in her hand seemed to have a life of its own, transforming into a nimble python, wrapping swiftly around Liu Tingting’s wrist. Every movement was flawless and brimming with force, as she already perfectly anticipated Liu Tingting’s every move, seeking to deftly disarm her of the soft sword.