Chapter Ten: The Number One Beauty of the Martial Arts World

  Nothing in the world is perfect, everything has some defects, including Ling Luoye himself, and he always believes this.

  But when he saw the appearance of the white-clothed person in front of him, to be precise, the appearance of the white-clothed woman in front of him, Ling Luo Yu had his first doubts about himself.

  Those delicate features are so perfect and flawless, those sorrowful eyes, paired with that perfect and flawless face, make everyone involuntarily want to care for her, want to get close to her.

  A white, spotless garment paired with that slender figure makes her appear so extraordinary and otherworldly, as if she doesn't carry even a hint of worldly desires, making it impossible for anyone to harbor even the slightest impure thoughts.

  The woman in white before one's eyes, even the most fastidious person can't pick out a single flaw, perhaps, in front of this woman, even the idea of finding fault with her cannot arise, because she seems to be not from the mortal world, but from the ninth heaven above.

  Perfect, it was really too perfect, this was Ling Luo Yu's first impression when she saw that white-clothed woman.

  Although Qin Ling'er beside Ling Yu was also a stunning beauty, compared to the woman in white in front of him, she was undoubtedly far inferior.

  Tremendous, long-lasting shock...

  Even the middle-aged man in yellow shirt who had been lowering his head couldn't help but raise it to take a look at the woman in white, with a few strands of similar brilliance flashing in his eyes.

  Under the leadership of those two men in green clothes, the woman in white slowly walked towards Ling Luo Yu and his table.

  She glanced lightly at Ling Luo and the others, then smiled softly and said: "The Qin family of Mo Bei, I am Qin Zitian. May I sit down?"

  What is called "one smile can charm a hundred beauties, and the six palaces' powder and rouge lose their color"? Ling Luo now understands.

  Ling Luoyu was completely enchanted by Qin Zixie's gentle smile, and even Ling Luoyu would rather be intoxicated like this forever!

  Suddenly, Ling Luoyu felt a severe pain in his legs, and in an instant, he woke up.

  It was Chen Kong, sitting next to Ling Luo Yu, Chen Kong's smile seemed to have no effect on Qin Zi Tie at all. Seeing Ling Luo Yu's enchanting appearance, Chen Kong timely kicked Ling Luo Yu with one foot.

  Apart from Ling Luoye's table, there were no empty seats at any other tables.

  And this wine table, obviously with the white-clothed young man as the host, but seeing Ling Luo Yu's enchanting appearance, Qin Zhi Die's pretty face slightly flushed, neither standing nor sitting.

  Looking at Qin Zitian's slightly flushed face, Ling Luoyu was taken aback for a moment before standing up and saying: "So it's the renowned number one beauty of the martial arts world, Miss Qin! Please take a seat. To be able to sit with you is an honor that I can hardly hope for in three lifetimes!"

  As she watched Qin Zitian sit down, Ling Luoyu suddenly felt a bit uneasy all over, as if being stared at by many wild beasts.

  Glancing around, I saw that almost everyone at the other tables was staring at me, some with envy, but most likely with jealousy!

  Ling Luo Yu smiled faintly and sat down slowly. As for the dissatisfaction of the crowd, Ling Luo Yu didn't take it to heart either. Of course, for someone who knew they didn't have much time left, there wasn't anything worth taking to heart anymore.

  Seeing that everyone had already sat down, the middle-aged man in yellow shirt sitting in the middle raised his head, swept his eyes over everyone, and slowly stood up.

  Perhaps when the middle-aged man in yellow was sitting, he was just an ordinary and unremarkable middle-aged man. However, from the moment the middle-aged man in yellow stood up, everything changed.

  Something that can't be expressed clearly and can't be explained is spreading non-stop. The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt isn't particularly tall, but to everyone present, he seems like a great mountain, making it hard for each person to breathe under his pressure.

  In everyone's mind, there is a feeling that perhaps the yellow-shirted middle-aged man in front of him can easily kill himself with just one finger. The things he is best at, whether it's swordsmanship, hidden weapons, or poison, are all just a joke to the yellow-shirted middle-aged man in front of him.

  Under such heavy pressure, Ling Luo Yu, who didn't know any martial arts at all, was almost crushed onto the wine table. However, soon a faint, flickering golden light enveloped his body.

  With a golden glow, Ling Luo Yu's pressure was greatly reduced. Although he still felt extremely uncomfortable, Ling Luo Yu had already sat down steadily.

  That heavy pressure disappeared quickly, the yellow middle-aged man was still so ordinary and unremarkable, but everyone no longer dared to underestimate the yellow-shirted middle-aged man, the gaze towards him only had fear and unease.

  Although the mysterious golden light on Ling's body was so weak and unremarkable, it couldn't escape the middle-aged man in yellow clothes.

  The middle-aged man in yellow shirt smiled slightly and nodded at Ling Luoye.

  Of course, Ling Luoye was also puzzled by the middle-aged man in yellow shirt nodding at her, because from start to finish, Ling Luoye had no idea about the faint golden light on her body.

  The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt withdrew his gaze and said slowly, "I believe everyone who has arrived here already knows what this place is. Today is August 4th, originally August 8th was the day when Tongxian's tomb would open, but since all ten Tongxian commands have been retrieved and everyone who should be here has arrived, let's not delay any further. Tomorrow night at midnight will be the time for everyone to enter Tongxian's tomb! There is still one more day left for everyone to prepare!"

  Regarding the rumors of Tong Xian's tomb, everyone in Jieying Mountain Villa knew it very well. Many people came here because they had no choice. When they learned that the time to enter Tong Xian's tomb was advanced, everyone discussed it eagerly.

  The man in the yellow shirt glanced at everyone and continued: "Jianjian Mountain Villa, Dusty Jiangnan, Badao Ridge Hongfei, Qin Family of Mobei, Qin Zitian, Luoyue Fortress Zhang Ba..."

  One by one, the names were spat out from the mouth of the yellow-shirted middle-aged man. Suddenly, the yellow-shirted middle-aged man's gaze turned to the second table on his right, and his eyes became sharp. Under the sharp gaze of the yellow-shirted middle-aged man, the young man in brocade at the head of that table looked back at him with a startled expression.

  That yellow-shirted middle-aged man waved his hand lightly and shouted: "You are Wu Shuang Valley Meng Feng, right? You actually came to replace Wu Shuang Gongzi Meng Yun to attend this Tong Xian Conference. Do you think this is some kind of place where any Tom, Dick or Harry can come to Tong Xian's tomb?"

  As the middle-aged man in yellow shirt lightly waved his hand, several cold and stern green-clad men suddenly appeared out of thin air and walked towards Meng Feng.

  Meng Feng's many followers suddenly stood up, and with one foot, he kicked the wine table flying. Cups, bowls, plates, and dishes flew everywhere. The followers picked up their weapons and charged at the few men in green clothes, while the young man in brocade cowered behind the wine table, trembling with fear.

  "Ah, as expected, a bumpkin!" Ling Luoyu slightly shook her head.

  When they saw the many followers actually raise their weapons and kill those few men in green, the middle-aged man in yellow shirt sneered and swung his hands lightly. A cyan light flew out of his hands, quickly encircled those followers, and then flew back to the middle-aged man's hands like a living thing, disappearing instantly.

  Those men in green clothes looked at the attendants who were rushing to kill them with contempt and continued to move forward, not putting their impending attack in their eyes at all.

  Suddenly, those attendants were split into two halves from head to toe one after another, falling to the ground one by one, with fear revealing in their eyes.

  The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt suddenly swung out a green light that split those few followers in two, and they were cut so quickly that even the followers who were split in two didn't know what happened.

  Everyone gasped in shock at the sight, the yellow-shirted middle-aged man's strength had already exceeded their imagination. In everyone's heart, apart from shock, there was only a hint of luck that they hadn't clashed with the yellow-shirted middle-aged man.

  Although Ling Luo and Mu Yi had already known that there were some powerful people in the Jiexiu Mountain Villa, hearing about it and seeing it for themselves was a completely different matter. Seeing the middle-aged man in yellow take action, several of them exchanged bitter smiles.

  The yellow-shirted middle-aged man seemed to have no intention of doing so, as if he had just split a few people in half.

  "Director Li, how should we deal with Wudang Valley? I don't think I need to say more!" The middle-aged man in yellow robes instructed Director Li.

  Li Zongguan hastily stood up and said, "Yes, Master Zhuang. I will go and take care of it immediately. I will make sure everyone knows that the authority of the Tongxian Order is absolutely not to be disobeyed!"

  Li Zongguan retired, and those several green-clad men had already cleaned up the corpses. As for Meng Feng, he was also dragged away by those green-clad men.

  The middle-aged man in yellow shirt suddenly shifted his gaze towards Ling Luo Yu and the others.

  When he saw the gaze of that yellow-shirted middle-aged man, Ling Luo Yu couldn't help but feel extremely nervous, because he was also a fake, and had come in place of his older brother, Ling Luo Yun.