Chapter 290: Heartless Valley Master
She is slender and tall, wearing a graceful green dress with flowing skirt.

The waist is slender and the body is full of autumn water. She is as cold as ice and graceful.

Although the veil covers the face and the true appearance of Mount Lu cannot be seen, its fairy-like appearance and beauty cannot be concealed.

In every move, her skin is seven parts ice and three parts jade. Her wrists are white, her fingers are slender, her skin is crystal clear, and her body is elegant, all of which are rare in the world.

Beyond the veil, her eyebrows were as graceful as willows, her pupils were as clear as water, and she frowned slightly, with a hint of anger. She was no less beautiful than the fairy Guanghan, and even better than the deity Gushe.

Although she was over 40 years old, her appearance and beauty were no less than that of a young girl. Even the young and beautiful Pan Yuyin seemed a little inferior to her when she stood in front of her.

Her outstanding appearance lies not only in her looks, but also in her fairy-like temperament from the inside out.

This person is the Lord of Jueqing Valley, Xiao Zhirou.

When Liu Xunyi saw Xiao Zhirou from afar, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Among women of this age, he originally thought that Luo Tianjin's wife Ling Xiaoxiao and Zhong Limu's wife Madam Zhuang were both outstanding in temperament, talent and appearance, outstanding and rare among men. However, he unexpectedly saw a woman with his own eyes today who was thousands of times more extraordinary than them.

If Xiao Zhirou had not been born beautiful, others would have thought that she had practiced some kind of rejuvenation technique.

Xiao Zhirou's appearance immediately quieted the noisy scene. Leng Kongyang frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice, "Are you the Lord of Jueqing Valley?"

"Yes."

Xiao Zhirou agreed calmly, then looked around and asked, "Who broke my flowers?"

"It's me!" Leng Kongyang said bluntly, "If not for this, I'm afraid you wouldn't be willing to come out to see me."

Xiao Zhirou looked Leng Kongyang up and down and asked suspiciously, "Jueqing Valley has no grudges against Kunlun Sect, why are you looking for trouble with me?"

"You're asking even though you know the answer!" Leng Kongyang said angrily, "You guys secretly learned my martial arts. Does this count as a grudge?"

After that, Leng Kongyang pointed at Chang Wuhui and said contemptuously: "I just tried his martial arts and found that his swordsmanship is quite similar to the Four Seasons Swordsmanship of my Kunlun School. How do you explain this?"

"Nonsense!" Chang Wuhui shouted angrily, "What I just used was the Spring and Autumn Sword Style of Jueqing Valley. What does it have to do with your Kunlun Sect?"

"You still don't admit it?" Leng Kongyang sneered, "I thought you only stole the 'Northern Dipper Formation' from Kunlun Sect, but I didn't expect you to steal the 'Four Seasons Sword Technique' as well. Tell me, what other martial arts did you steal from Kunlun Sect? Where did these martial arts come from? Are there any spies hiding in Kunlun Sect?"

Xiao Zhirou snorted with a half-smile, and said, "You are so rude! You barged into my house without an invitation, and now you dare to charge me with an offense. It's really ridiculous."

"Ridiculous? Wait till I flatten your Jueqing Valley to the ground, and see if you can still laugh."

Leng Kongyang shouted loudly, then paused, and immediately soared into the sky. In mid-air, the sword was waving, and dozens of sharp sword qi rushed straight towards Xiao Zhirou.

"Humph!"

Facing Leng Kongyang's sudden attack, Xiao Zhirou was as steady as a mountain, not moving an inch, still standing there silently as quiet as a virgin. Her deep and bright eyes ignored the countless sword energies that were rippling in the void, and rapidly enlarged in her pupils, whistling and getting closer and closer.

"Be careful……"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Before Liu Xunyi could warn her, dozens of sword energies were suddenly shattered by an invisible force two feet in front of Xiao Zhirou. In the blink of an eye, the fierce energy turned into nothingness and dissipated in the gentle breeze.

"hiss!"

This scene made the spectators gasp in surprise. Although they had expected that the Lord of Jueqing Valley was no ordinary person, no one could have imagined that Xiao Zhirou's martial arts would be so terrifying.

"watch out!"

However, Leng Kongyang was not willing to give up. He flipped his feet and stepped forward, his body speed suddenly accelerated, as fast as lightning. With an angry roar, he thrust his sword straight into Xiao Zhirou's forehead.

In response, Xiao Zhirou remained motionless. When Leng Kongyang's sword stabbed in front of her, a strange scene appeared again.

Two feet away from Xiao Zhirou, Leng Kongyang's sword seemed to be obstructed by an invisible force. No matter how hard he tried, even if he wanted to bend the sword, the tip of the sword could no longer move forward at all.

"This……"

If they had not seen Leng Kongyang's ferocious facial features and the bulging veins on his forehead, Liu Xunyi and the others would never have believed that the full-strength attack of the third elder of Kunlun Sect would appear so weak in front of Xiao Zhirou, and even "getting close" was an insurmountable gap.

"what!"

"Click..."

When Leng Kongyang increased the strength of the sword again and again, until all of his internal strength was poured out, the sword could no longer withstand the pressure of the confrontation between the two people. With a loud bang, the sword edge broke in the middle and split into two.

"puff!"

The long sword broke, and the force could not be restrained in time. Leng Kongyang's body fell forward due to inertia, and his head hit the invisible barrier in front of Xiao Zhirou hard. He was bounced away in an instant, and a large amount of bright red blood spurted out in the air. His powerful momentum suddenly became weak.

"This is... the externalization of internal strength!"

Mei Zichuan murmured to herself with a serious expression, and her words surprised Liu Xunyi again.

To externalize internal strength, one must have ninth-level internal strength to achieve it.

There are probably only a few top masters who possess the ninth level of internal strength in the entire martial arts world. Any one of them is a rare figure, one in a million.

The externalization of internal strength is a nearly magical skill, and Liu Xunyi has only seen it twice so far.

The first time was at Mo Cen's retreat meeting, when Wu Chan, the top Shaolin disciple, used the Golden Bell Cover to externalize his internal strength. The second time was today. The difference between the two was that Wu Chan's internal strength could only be externalized half a foot, while Xiao Zhirou's internal strength was fully two feet away. This shows that Xiao Zhirou's internal strength is even deeper than Wu Chan's.

Wu Chan, at a young age, had already reached the pinnacle of internal strength cultivation, relying on the world's number one internal strength technique, the "Yi Jin Jing".

What puzzled Liu Xunyi the most was where did Xiao Zhirou get such unfathomable internal strength from at her current age?

"Third Elder!"

"Master!"

Seeing Leng Kongyang retreating, several Kunlun disciples rushed forward and carefully helped him up.

At this moment, Leng Kongyang looked ashen, his body hunched, and he was obviously seriously injured. But compared to his physical injuries, his "heart injury" was more serious.

The martial arts of the Lord of the Jueqing Valley far exceeded his imagination.

"Take them down..."

"Wait!"

Without waiting for Chang Wuhui to speak, Xiao Zhirou slowly shook her head and said, "Give them the antidote and let them go."

"Let them go?" Chang Wuhui looked at Xiao Zhirou in disbelief, and said in astonishment, "But they..."

"Let them go."

This time, Xiao Zhirou's tone was more resolute than before, as if she could not be questioned.

Hearing this, Chang Wuhui was slightly stunned, and then he respectfully bowed his hands and accepted the order. Then, he took out a jade bottle from his arms, threw it to Leng Kongyang, and said indignantly: "This is the antidote, three drops mixed with a bowl of water, take it, and you will be cured in twelve hours."

Leng Kongyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked doubtfully, "Are you so kind?"

"I have a history with Granny Taohua, and she was once a disciple of Kunlun Sect, so I can't bear to kill you." Xiao Zhirou said calmly, "I will spare you today, but only this time. If you dare to trespass into Jueqing Valley again, I will kill you!"

"I have another question!" Leng Kongyang asked anxiously, "Why does the martial arts of Jueqing Valley... have so many similarities with the martial arts of my Kunlun Sect?"

Leng Kongyang had already witnessed Xiao Zhirou's methods, so he didn't dare to mention the word "stealing skills" without restraint, and his tone was much softer than before.

"The Kunlun Sect is the Kunlun Sect, and the Jueqing Valley is the Jueqing Valley." Xiao Zhirou replied indifferently, "The two have nothing to do with each other, and they are not similar at all. You are just being too suspicious."

"But……"

"No regrets, show the guest away!"

Without waiting for Leng Kongyang to ask again, Xiao Zhirou had already ordered him to leave without any hesitation.

Leng Kongyang was unwilling to leave, but he had to endure it temporarily due to the current situation. After hesitating for a long time, he finally snorted coldly and called Mu Sheng and other Kunlun disciples to support each other and walk towards the shore.

Leng Kongyang was too confident, thinking that he could frighten Jueqing Valley with the reputation of "Kunlun Sect". However, he did not expect that not only did he fail to intimidate Xiao Zhirou, but he was completely convinced by Xiao Zhirou's thunderous means.

The Kunlun Sect shot itself in the foot. It came with great momentum, but left in a state of disgrace, which is really a pity.

After the Kunlun sect left, Xiao Zhirou said to the Qian brothers, "From today on, you two are not allowed to step into the Unfeeling Valley again."

Although Xiao Zhirou's tone was calm, Qian Long could still hear a hint of anger in her words.

Qian Long did not dare to delay and agreed timidly. Then he picked up the unconscious Qian Hu and fled from the Jueqing Valley.

With just a few words, the storm was calmed down. Liu Xunyi became more and more curious about this unpredictable and calm master of Jueqing Valley.

"Valley Master..."

Without waiting for Xiao Zhirou to turn around and leave, Chang Wuhui suddenly said, "Reporting to the Palace Master, there is a guest who wants to see you!"

"Wuhui, you know I never see guests." Xiao Zhirou said without turning her head, and walked straight into the valley without stopping.

"But……"

"Master Xiao, wait a minute!"

Without waiting for Chang Wuhui to persuade him again, Liu Xunyi suddenly stepped forward and said bluntly: "This concerns the life and death of Granny Taohua, Tang Afu and others. Can Master Xiao turn a blind eye to it? I am here to visit Master Xiao on the orders of Master Luo. I hope you will take the time to talk with me."

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted shocked glances from Chang Wuhui and a group of Jueqing Valley disciples.

Seeing this, Liu Xunyi couldn't help but be stunned, and asked in astonishment: "Could it be... did I say something wrong?"

"You're right." Xiao Zhirou said without turning her head, "But you were wrong in mentioning a person."

"who?"

"My enemy!"

Before she finished speaking, Xiao Zhirou suddenly turned around and waved her arms. In an instant, a vast and fierce energy, like a raging sea, suddenly attacked Liu Xunyi's chest.

……

(End of this chapter)