Nong Yu

In the elegant, understated yet exquisitely crafted antique corridor, the clamor outside could faintly be heard, though it was almost negligible.

The alluring Zi Nu walked ahead, her steps swaying gracefully like flowers rocking in the wind.

Wang Shu, Zhang Liang, and Han Fei followed behind without speaking, merely looking around in curiosity.

The three exchanged glances and had already conveyed everything they wanted to say through their eyes.

"Gentlemen, this way, please?"

After roughly six or seven breaths, Zi Nu suddenly turned around and looked calmly at the three of them.

They now stood before a dark brown sandalwood sliding door. With a sweep of Zi Nu's sleeve, the brown doors slowly parted to either side on their own.

The first thing they saw was a rectangular screen painted with a magnificent landscape of mountains and rivers.

Behind the screen, the slender figure of a woman could vaguely be seen.

"Please, come in," Zi Nu said.

At her words, Wang Shu entered the room first. Zhang Liang and Han Fei followed close behind.

Wang Shu had simply come to listen to the beauty Nong Yu play the zither. Han Fei was still watching the show, while Zhang Liang had always been passive, following Han Fei's lead.

Upon entering the quiet pavilion, its elegant and refined furnishings were a refreshing sight. In particular, the spot by the window offered a view over more than half of Xinzheng.

On the table, an ancient incense burner occasionally released curling wisps of smoke carrying an intoxicating fragrance that invigorated the spirit.

Behind the screen sat a woman of exceptional beauty. Her slender jade-like hands lightly plucked at the zither strings, yet did not produce the slightest sound.

She had a head of silky black hair that naturally cascaded down to her slender waist.

Because she was seated, several strands even trailed down from her waist to rest naturally upon the carpet.

She wore a jade-green hair ornament set with white pearls. The white bands at the back of her head were linked by fixed white pearls, while her hairpin was a verdant green, a pearl-studded bronze pin with carved floral patterns.

Her face was fair and delicate, like a lotus unstained by the mud from which it rose. Her features were exquisite, and her bright eyes resembled limpid autumn waters, carrying a unique charm.

She was a breathtaking girl, yet also one worthy of regret.

Her life, her will, and even the rest of her existence seemed to have been composed into the remaining movements of a song.

"Nong Yu..." Wang Shu sighed inwardly, his gaze settling on the girl as he looked her over from head to toe.

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Right on cue, 001's voice sounded in Wang Shu's mind. This did not surprise him.

After all, system missions generally went against known plotlines, changing the original fate as much as possible.

To 001, this world's Heavenly Dao was much like a system terminal.

All life beneath it was merely vivid data, and as for where that data would ultimately lead—

It had actually been designed by the world terminal from the very beginning.

001's purpose was to break that pattern, infiltrate it, obtain this world's source of information, and even seize its authority.

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang!"

As Wang Shu pondered, Han Fei's timid voice reached his ears.

Hearing this, he looked over and asked,

"What is it?"

"Brother Wang, as the saying goes, one should not look upon impropriety. Why do you keep staring at that young lady?" Han Fei whispered, occasionally glancing toward Zi Nu from the corner of his eye.

After hearing Han Fei's words, Wang Shu looked at Nong Yu again, only to find that at some point, a captivating blush had appeared on her snowy fair face.

She gently turned her head away, seemingly embarrassed by Wang Shu's stare.

"A graceful lady is a gentleman's fair pursuit. I look openly and honestly—better than someone secretly sneaking glances," Wang Shu said.

"..." Han Fei.

"Brother Wang is truly a sincere man. Liang admires you," Zhang Liang said, cupping his hands.

Whoosh!

An icy chill suddenly rose, and the temperature in the pavilion abruptly plummeted, making everyone feel as though they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Killing aura?"

As a martial arts expert, Wang Shu was extremely sensitive to such a presence. What puzzled him, however, was that this killing aura carried no killing intent.

Han Fei and Zhang Liang looked as usual. Since neither practiced martial arts, they merely felt the drop in temperature and a slight discomfort.

Whoosh!

In an instant, an oddly shaped longsword with a silver blade and dark green hilt pierced through the air!

Why was it called oddly shaped? Because its blade was utterly unlike that of an ordinary sword. Only a small section of its edge was sharpened, while the rest was lined with a row of savage shark teeth!

The Demon Sword Shark Tooth was not listed among the famous swords! Its path was unorthodox, its Sword Qi sinister and demonic. It was no righteous blade, and it thirsted deeply for blood.

The moment Wang Shu saw the sword, he guessed the attacker's identity.

He simply did not understand why Wei Zhuang had suddenly attacked.

But Wang Shu could not be bothered to think about it. In the face of such unexpected circumstances—

The best response was naturally to suppress it with absolute strength.

At that moment, Shark Tooth tore through the air!

The space itself seemed frozen. Han Fei's eyes widened, revealing an expression of utter disbelief!

Zhang Liang covered his face and made as if to dodge. Zi Nu stood with one hand on her waist, her expression amused. Nong Yu continued playing the zither, as gentle as a spring breeze and rain.

Shark Tooth was incredibly fast, like a flash of lightning that left no time to react.

Behind it, a young man in a silver-black brocade robe suddenly appeared, his face cold and indifferent.

Wang Shu smiled casually. Under everyone's disbelieving gazes, he slightly raised two fingers, curled them, and gave a light flick.

Clang!

A crisp metallic collision suddenly rang out. Its powerful force spread in all directions with a hum that made their eardrums ache.

At the same time, the unstoppable Shark Tooth was knocked back by Wang Shu's Two Finger Flick.

Wei Zhuang nearly lost his grip on Shark Tooth, for the vibration transmitted from the blade was simply too intense.

After being forced back in a single strike, Wei Zhuang rested Shark Tooth behind his back and stood quietly some distance away. The gentle breeze brushed against his face, while his presence remained imposing.

"To think he could knock back the Demon Sword Shark Tooth with just one finger. This young master's strength is truly unfathomable.

"Or perhaps he has trained in some kind of hard-body art? Does he have any connection to the Wei Country's Armor-clad Sect?" Zi Nu's mind raced as countless thoughts flashed through it.

"Damn it, what just happened? It scared me half to death!" Han Fei could not help saying, his back soaked with cold sweat.

He glared furiously at Wei Zhuang, the instigator of it all!

He was ready to give him a Confucian-style lesson and purify him with propriety and law!

Yet once Han Fei fixed his gaze on Wei Zhuang's stern face, he found himself unable to look away. His legs felt as though they had been filled with lead, and he could not take a single step.

What's wrong with me? Han Fei thought.

"Tsk, tsk. A Body of Steel really does have a different effect." Wang Shu was using his Gene abilities proactively for the first time.

Previously, the Body of Steel had always been a passive defense, and an incomplete one at that. It could only protect certain areas.

But ever since he had successfully upgraded to the first generation, the Body of Steel had been completely activated.

It could be said that blades and spears could not pierce it, while water and fire could not harm it. Calling it an Indestructible Body would not be an exaggeration.

Traffic mission 3 randomly generated: Battle of fame. As a successor of the Yin Yang School, the host must thoroughly defeat the successor of the Ghost Valley School within one quarter of an hour. Upon completion, receive one random Traffic Pack.

001's voice sounded again.