Chapter 583: Heir of the Sword Scripture

Wanwan truly lived up to being the heir of the Yin Empress. Cultivating with her pure Yin constitution, she had mastered the “Great Demon Art” to perfection, reaching a realm even beyond that of the Yin Empress. By activating her demonic aura, every move of hers was mesmerizing, exuding endless temptation that made people want to become moths flying into flames, sacrificing themselves at the feet of Wanwan’s delicate feet.

But unfortunately…
The “Nine Yang Divine Skill,” the most supreme and powerful martial art in the world, could counteract some effects of the Great Demon Art, dispelling the chaotic illusions and allowing Happy to maintain a sliver of clarity in their confrontation.

With his eyes tightly closed, Happy rapidly fired his combined fingers, his internal energy flowing endlessly!
Wanwan was unafraid of his combined finger technique. Once her demonic aura was unleashed, she had complete control over her enemy’s movements, allowing her to evade attacks effortlessly!

Yet as time passed…
Wanwan realized that the usually invincible Great Demon Art failed to expose even the slightest flaw in the man before her. Whether it was his ability to protect his true self or his clear sense of offense and defense amidst the chaotic illusions, he displayed the composure and strength befitting a master of his caliber.

Frowning slightly, she let out a crisp, slightly resentful snort, “This young master is truly skilled. Let’s see how he fares against my move, ‘Chaotic Dance of the Demons’…”

Her figure multiplied into three, and with a gentle lift of her delicate arms, she created nine graceful, boneless silhouettes that swirled around Happy like singing birds and dancing swallows.

Happy’s expression turned serious. In an instant, his three fingers formed a palm, emitting a loud dragon roar that tore through the air. A powerful dragon-shaped vortex quickly enveloped his hands, carrying the force of the Wind Spirit, and charged at the enchanting figures approaching him.

The “Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms,” now at the master level, combined with the “Wind Spirit Spin,” roared across all directions. As he swung his palms left and right, eight of the nine Wanwans were torn apart by the powerful airflow.

The remaining one approached Happy like willow fluff. Her slender, jade-white fingers, swift as lightning, pierced through the dragon-shaped vortex and grasped at his arm.

Although Happy used older techniques, he adapted rapidly. With his hands transformed into claws, he met Wanwan’s attack without hesitation!

Crack!!!
Their “Dragon Seizing Hands” collided at high speed, sending them flying several feet apart as if shocked. Both of them were filled with astonishment.

“What martial art was that?” Wanwan finally stopped. Her earlier attack had left her somewhat uneasy—her confident strike not only been perfectly countered but almost turned against her.

As for Happy, he stared at his own hands, utterly bewildered…

Third move!
Just now, upon seeing Wanwan’s attack, he instinctively used the Dragon Seizing Hand. But for the first time, he realized that this move had actually tapped into the essence of the “Eighteen Palms to Subdue the Dragon.” His momentum soared!
This astonishing discovery caused Kai Xin to experience intense emotional fluctuations for the first time during a fight. Unable to control himself, he withdrew from the battle without pursuing further.
When Wanwan asked in surprise, Kai Xin didn’t answer. Instead, he lowered his head to feel the boiling blood within him and the system’s prompts, a rare sense of self-confidence emerging on his face.
“Again!”
With a slight curve on his lips, Kai Xin raised his head proudly, fixing his gaze on Wanwan and preparing to attack.
At this point, even if Wanwan was slow to understand, she could tell that Kai Xin had achieved some kind of breakthrough and insight in the previous fight. She gave him a playful eye roll and turned away, her graceful figure casting a mesmerizing glow under the soft moonlight. Her voice came from afar:
“I suppose since you’re so eager, I’ll accompany you. But… I have many things to attend to tonight. How about we go to where I’m staying? I can keep you company all night.”
“As for the ‘Extreme Yin Lake,’ I think we’d better skip it.”
Kai Xin smiled bitterly.
Hearing this, Wanwan seemed deeply disappointed. She glared at him resentfully, then, like a sprite, lightly flicked her wrist and soared up to the treetops. Her delicate feet shone with an enchanting allure under the moonlight as she said, “I knew you weren’t sincere with me. Go ahead. But I advise you—stay away from the Extreme Yin Lake. My several uncles and master are there. If you meet them, you won’t be able to get away so easily.” Her voice ended with a faint, bell-like laugh.
“What a truly outstanding master of the sacred sect.”
Kai Xin wiped the cold sweat from his brow. If it weren’t for the unexpected synergy between the “Eighteen Palms to Subdue the Dragon” and the “Ten Styles of the True Dragon,” which allowed Wanwan to perceive their intricacy and mystery, he might not have been able to send her away so easily.
While this was good news, it also troubled Kai Xin…
The synergy was merely accidental and didn’t mean he could use them together at will in the future. It was only in that moment that the Dragon Seizing Hand resonated with the essence of the “Eighteen Palms to Subdue the Dragon,” creating a connection through shared principles.
In other words, whether he could achieve the same results again would depend on atmosphere and luck.
Still, it was good news—at least it made him feel that the two techniques could complement each other and grow stronger together!
At the same time, this battle also made Kai Xin realize…

Although “Shenhe Finger” was quite powerful, it posed little threat to those who were particularly strong in the state of Wuwei. Especially for those with keen senses, it was hard to catch them off guard.
One Emperor… must also belong to the latter category.
After pondering for a while in place, Kaixin’s cheerful mood faded, and his eyes regained clarity.
“The main goal today is to find the ‘Seven-Star Orchid Grass’ that can rescue Hero Song and the others. This matter is of utmost importance; everything else can wait—saving people comes first.”
With this thought, Kaixin once again felt the urge to explore “Jiyin Lake” again!
Although Wanwan had warned him before she left, it wasn’t in Kaixin’s style to be scared off by her words and give up on searching for the “Seven-Star Orchid Grass.”
Whoosh!
He quickly disappeared into the darkness of the woods.
As he approached “Jiyin Lake,” Kaixin became more vigilant, slowly moving closer while searching everywhere for possible locations of the “Seven-Star Orchid Grass.”
Unfortunately, he didn’t find anything resembling what Doctor Wang had described along the way.
Undeterred, Kaixin continued.
Doctor Wang had said that this plant grew in very cold and humid places, so the closer to Jiyin Lake, the better chances of finding it!
If all else failed, he could always fight against the experts from the Yin Gui Sect again.
Kaixin continued to search carefully.
When he could see “Jiyin Lake” clearly, he suddenly noticed it becoming noisy. Dozens of disciples from the demonic sect rushed to the lake shore, holding torches, and surrounded a woman in white standing gracefully on the water’s surface.
Facing these skilled demonic sect members, she remained extremely calm. She lightly tapped her long sword on the lake surface, creating a faint ripple. Along with a clear and pleasant sound, it disrupted the tranquility of the lake: “I am Shi Feixuan, heir of the Cihang Sword Scripture. I call on the ‘Yin Queen’ to come out and meet me.”