The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 486

At the critical moment, Ren Xiaoyao used the mechanism in the stone chamber to cleverly lead Shangguan Jue into a trap. After a loud bang, Shangguan Jue and his men disappeared in a cloud of dust, leaving behind only the wails of losers.

The battle was over, and the stone chamber returned to peace. Ren Xiaoyao and Wuhenzi stood in front of the Cold Jade Spirit Pearl, feeling the tranquility and harmony it exuded.

"Senior, what should we do with this cold jade spirit bead?" Ren Xiaoyao asked.

Wuhenzi pondered for a moment and said, "This kind of treasure should not fall into anyone's hands. Only by sealing it in a place where no one knows can we avoid chaos in the martial arts world because of it."

Therefore, the two decided to reseal the Cold Jade Spirit Pearl, making it a legendary existence and continuing to protect the peace of this Jianghu. After completing all this, they set out on their journey home, their hearts full of relief and hope.

"Xiaoyao, how do you feel after going through all this?" Wuhenzi asked as they walked.

Ren Xiaoyao looked at the rising sun in the distance and smiled, "Senior, I understand now. A true warrior does not only pursue the peak of personal strength, but more importantly, he protects everything he cherishes and maintains the peace of this world."

Wuhenzi nodded, his eyes sparkling with relief: "That's right, Xiaoyao, you still have a long way to go in the future. I believe you will become the most dazzling star in the martial arts world."

The two men walked side by side as their figures gradually faded away. What was left behind were their efforts and sacrifices for the peace of the martial arts world, as well as the heroic legends that were passed down through the martial arts world.

"Senior, I have another question." Ren Xiaoyao suddenly stopped and his expression became serious, "Is Shangguan Jue really no longer a threat to the martial arts world?"

Wuhenzi stopped, turned around and looked at Ren Xiaoyao, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes: "In the martial arts world, grudges and hatreds will never end. Although Shangguan Jue was defeated, the forces behind him are intertwined and may not give up. Xiaoyao, the peace of the martial arts world needs people to stand up and maintain it. Today it is us, and tomorrow it may be you and your companions."

"I understand, senior. As long as I am still alive, I will never allow anyone to destroy this hard-earned peace." Ren Xiaoyao clenched his fists and spoke in a firm tone, as if at this moment, he had grown from a young boy into a knight who could stand on his own.

Wuhenzi nodded with satisfaction, patted Ren Xiaoyao on the shoulder, and the two continued to move forward. At this time, a gust of wind blew, bringing the fresh air from the distant mountains and forests, as if nature was cheering for their victory.

“Look, Xiaoyao, although the martial arts world is vast and full of dangers, as long as you have justice in your heart, you will find a way under your feet.” Wuhenzi pointed to the distance, where there were clouds and mist, and the mountains were looming, as beautiful as a painting.

"Yes, senior. As long as we have justice in our hearts, we can find light in chaos." Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all the fresh air, peace and hope into his chest.

The two continued their journey home, with mountains and rivers, birds singing and flowers blooming along the way, in sharp contrast to the tense and intense atmosphere before. The peace of Wulin seemed to have returned to this land, but both knew that true peace required constant efforts and protection.

"Senior, regarding those mechanisms and martial arts secrets, I think we should..."

"Well, you are right. This knowledge should be passed on, but we must also prevent it from falling into the hands of evil people. We can consider establishing a secret academy, selecting virtuous disciples, and teaching them the true essence of martial arts." Wuhenzi interrupted Ren Xiaoyao. Obviously, the two of them had the same idea.

"Then I am willing to work hard for it. Maybe one day, I can become a qualified master and train more warriors with justice in their hearts like my predecessors." There was longing and determination in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes.

Wuhenzi smiled, with an open-mindedness that came from having experienced many vicissitudes of life: "I believe you can do it, Xiaoyao. The future of the martial arts world is in the hands of young people like you."

During the conversation, they had returned to the familiar village. The villagers came forward to greet them when they saw them return safely, and their joy was beyond words. At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao deeply felt that a true warrior not only points his sword to the sky, but also cares about the people and protects the peace of the area.

"Senior, let's go home." Ren Xiaoyao said softly, his words full of warmth and a sense of belonging.

Wuhenzi nodded, and the two walked into the village side by side, leaving behind a series of firm and hopeful footprints. In the storms of the martial arts world, this journey is just the beginning, and the heroic chapter of Ren Xiaoyao has just begun.

"Senior, I have an idea about the mechanisms and martial arts secrets left by Shangguan Jue." Ren Xiaoyao said as he walked into the village, his brows revealing a thoughtful look. "If we can set up a hidden library in the village, not only can we preserve these precious materials, but we can also attract knowledgeable people to come and learn and exchange, wouldn't it be killing two birds with one stone?"

Wuhenzi's eyes flickered when he heard this, as if he was considering the feasibility of this proposal. "This plan is very good, but the location of the library must be extremely secret to prevent people with bad intentions from spying. At the same time, the entry threshold must also be strictly set, not only to test martial arts, but also to examine one's character and morality."

"That's right." Ren Xiaoyao nodded in agreement. "We can design a series of trials, including martial arts competitions, mental tests, and even simulations of some moral dilemmas to ensure that all those who enter are people with justice in their hearts."

As night fell, the two of them began to plan the construction of the library by candlelight in the village courtyard. They discussed enthusiastically, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, as if they were drawing a blueprint for the future of Wulin.

A few days later, as the plan gradually took shape, Ren Xiaoyao led a group of villagers to start building a library in a hidden cave in the back mountain of the village. They cleverly used the natural terrain and repaired it artificially, making the cave both hidden and safe. At the same time, Ren Xiaoyao also began to sort out the mechanical diagrams and martial arts secrets left by Shangguan Jue, preparing to classify and store them.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the library was completed. Wuhenzi stood in front of the newly built library, looking at the building that combines wisdom and sweat, with relief and expectation in his heart. "Xiaoyao, you did it. This is not just a library, but also a beacon of hope for the martial arts world."

"Senior, this is all thanks to your guidance." Ren Xiaoyao responded modestly, his eyes flickering with infinite longing for the future. "Next, we need to find those trustworthy successors so that this precious knowledge can be passed on."

Just as they were about to start the selection, a pigeon letter broke the peace. The letter mentioned that a new evil force had appeared in the martial arts world, plundering martial arts books everywhere, intending to dominate the world. The news was like a bolt from the blue, casting a shadow over the martial arts world that had just returned to peace.

"It seems that our library is facing a test before it is even put into use." Wuhenzi said in a deep voice, his eyes showing a bit more solemnity.

"Senior, let me find out the truth and stop them this time." Ren Xiaoyao stepped forward with a firm look in his eyes. "The safety of the library and the peace of the martial arts world are my responsibility."

Wuhenzi looked at Ren Xiaoyao with approval in his eyes. "Okay, but remember not to act rashly. The road of martial arts is full of dangers. You must learn to rely on your companions and face them together."

"I understand." Ren Xiaoyao promised solemnly, then turned around and embarked on a new journey. His back stretched out in the sunset, looking lonely and determined.

"Remember, a truly strong person is someone who can illuminate others in the darkness." Wuhenzi's voice sounded behind him, like a warm force, giving him the courage to move forward.

"I will, senior." Ren Xiaoyao did not look back, but he knew that no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, as long as there was light in his heart, he could illuminate the road under his feet and protect everything he cherished. And this conversation became the eternal belief in his heart, leading him to keep moving forward until he became a true martial arts legend.

Ren Xiaoyao rushed along the winding mountain road, silently reciting Wuhenzi's teachings in his heart, and every step he took seemed particularly firm. As the night deepened, the moonlight shone through the treetops, casting a layer of silver gauze over his journey. His goal was clear, first of all, to find clues to the evil forces, stop their conspiracy, and protect the martial arts world from destruction.

After several days of traveling, Ren Xiaoyao arrived at a small town, which was once a gathering place for news from the martial arts world. He mixed into the crowd and heard from time to time about the evil forces. A name called "Shadow Cult" appeared frequently. It is said that the Shadow Cult acts in a secretive way, and its leader is highly skilled in martial arts and good at manipulating people's hearts. Many martial artists have disappeared during the pursuit.

In a dimly lit tavern, Ren Xiaoyao deliberately spread the word that he had a precious martial arts fragment and was looking for a buyer. As expected, the news quickly attracted the attention of the Shadow Cult. That night, two men in black quietly appeared outside his guest room.

"Ren Xiaoyao, I heard that you have something we want?" A low voice came from outside the door, with unquestionable majesty.

"Oh? Really? Come in and talk. If you are sincere enough, maybe we can make a deal." Ren Xiaoyao pretended to be relaxed, but he had already made a plan in his mind.

The door was gently pushed open, and two men in black walked in. Their masks covered most of their faces, revealing only their sharp eyes. The flickering candlelight in the room reflected the tense atmosphere.

"Where is the fragment?" another man in black asked, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

"Wait, tell me first what you plan to do with these martial arts." Ren Xiaoyao asked back, slowly standing up and approaching the window seemingly casually.

"Humph, this is none of your business. Hand over the fragment, or else..."

"What else?" Before Ren Xiaoyao finished his words, his body suddenly shook, and he approached like a ghost, instantly disarming one of the men. His movements were so fast that people could not see clearly.

"You!" Seeing this, another man in black tried to withdraw, but was tripped by the mechanism that Ren Xiaoyao had set up in advance and immediately lost his balance.

"You, the Shadow Cult, are trying to control the martial arts world by force. How can I sit back and watch?" Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were sharp, and the tip of the sword in his hand lightly touched the other party's throat. "Tell me, where is your lair?"

Faced with the threat of life and death, the man in black finally revealed the truth: "In... deep in the Black Wind Ridge, there is a hidden valley..."

After obtaining the key information, Ren Xiaoyao did not kill the two, but pressed their sleeping points, causing them to fall into a deep sleep. He knew that the real battle was still to come, and what was needed now was the gathering of strength.

After leaving the town, Ren Xiaoyao rushed to Black Wind Ridge without stopping. Along the way, he contacted many righteous people in the martial arts world, revealed the conspiracy of the Shadow Cult to them, and called for joint resistance. For a time, a force of justice began to gather, vowing to eliminate this cancer in the martial arts world.

Finally, the day of the decisive battle arrived. Deep in the valley of Black Wind Ridge, Ren Xiaoyao and other heroes faced the challenge of the Shadow Cult. The battle was fierce and cruel, with masters from both sides showing their magical powers, and the flashes of swords and shadows intertwined into a feast of light and shadow.

At the critical moment, Ren Xiaoyao relied on the secret techniques left by Shangguan Jue and cleverly laid out the layout to disintegrate the defenses of the Shadow Cult one by one. Finally, in a thrilling duel, he met the leader of the Shadow Cult head-on, and after a fierce battle, he successfully defeated him with both wisdom and courage.

After the battle, the valley returned to peace, and the martial artists all looked at Ren Xiaoyao with admiration. He did not take credit for himself, but simply said: "Today's victory belongs to every warrior who fought for justice."

"After we go back, the door of the library will be officially opened. I hope it will become a beacon of knowledge and wisdom in the martial arts world, guiding future generations towards light." Ren Xiaoyao looked into the distance, his heart full of hope.