"Yuesheng!"

"Qin Yuesheng!"

"Yuesheng!"

...

A group of people were noisily calling in the courtyard. Qin Yuesheng, who was cultivating, slowly opened his eyes, wondering why so many people were coming to find him.

He walked to the door and opened it, seeing Cao Zhengchun standing outside helplessly: "Young Master, people from the Su family, the Du family, the Lu family, the Qiao family, and other clans’ young masters and ladies have arrived. I couldn’t stop them."

Qin Yuesheng nodded: "It’s okay, take them to the Guest Hall, I will follow shortly."

After Qin Yuesheng washed his face and arrived at the Guest Hall, he saw a group of young men and women in lively discussions, laughing and talking.

"Hey! Yuesheng is here." Du Tankang stood up and smiled as soon as he saw Qin Yuesheng appear.

"Why do you all have free time to come here today, rare guests indeed." Qin Yuesheng cupped his hands and said.

"Ah, isn’t it because Liu Xian’s army is attacking tomorrow? We thought to gather together to discuss a strategy, think of a plan." Du Beilun replied.

Qin Yuesheng laughed silently. Given the situation in Cyan Yang City, this is not something these second-generation, who can’t even grasp power, can face. Coming to Qin Mansion today is likely just for fun.

Among the crowd, he also saw Su Lanyin, who was sitting with the Su family’s eldest sister, Su Qiaoqiao. Upon seeing Qin Yuesheng, Su Lanyin immediately ran over sweetly greeting him: "Brother Yuesheng, Lanyin hasn’t seen you for a long time."

"I have been quite busy recently. Once I have some free time, I’ll take you out to play." Qin Yuesheng said, patting her hair.

After all, she is his prospective wife who will eventually marry into the Qin family, so it’s okay to be affectionate now.

"Alright, since everyone is here, let’s talk business. When Liu Xian’s army arrives tomorrow, it will definitely launch a fierce attack on Cyan Yang City. This battle will be particularly perilous. If the defending army is defeated, Liu Xian’s troops will quickly seize and occupy the entire Cyan Yang City. At that point, those who suffer the most losses will definitely be our big families." A relatively older youth stood up and said.

Qin Yuesheng recognized him; he was the young master of the Huangfu family.

Following this person’s speech, others responded enthusiastically, speaking with great fervor, almost like a war council.

Originally, Qin Yuesheng felt indifferent towards that army. Now, hearing these people passionately discuss an enemy doomed to be crushed by him personally tomorrow, he felt even more bored. He pulled Su Lanyin to find two chairs to sit down, asking her how she has been recently, whether her days have been smooth, while peeling oranges for her.

Seeing Qin Yuesheng and her younger sister showing affection cornered, Su Qiaoqiao walked over to sit with Du Tankang, peeling an orange for him.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the Guest Hall subtly changed a lot, only those young masters engrossed in conversation did not notice.

Initially, they talked about issues concerning Cyan Yang City’s potential fall, but as interest waned, they gradually shifted to other topics, like strange occurrences causing horror in some places, bandits causing chaos in certain areas, and martial artists actively going to slay villains.

Some places had rare treasures appear; in some places, officials colluding with thieves poisoned the common people, later eradicated by the imperial commissioner, and so on.

As they discussed these topics, the listeners found it quite interesting.

This conversation continued into the evening, with the maids from Qin Mansion changing countless teapots, serving several rounds of snacks and fruit.

Finally, those people were tired of chatting and said goodbye to Qin Yuesheng one by one, leaving with their respective guards.

Su Qiaoqiao planned to leave with Du Tankang, but Su Lanyin, with her mind on Qin Yuesheng, was reluctant to leave, and found an excuse to stay.

Once everyone left, Qin Yuesheng took Su Lanyin for a walk in the courtyard. It was sunset, the sky vibrant as blood, the sunset creating a red cloud across thousands of miles, and even the sun’s rays became dull, allowing them to admire the beautiful sunset directly with the naked eye.

Feeling inspired, Qin Yuesheng held Su Lanyin’s waist, jumped up, and took her onto the rooftop.

"Oh!" Su Lanyin, never having experienced this feeling, exclaimed in surprise, somewhat fearful, clinging to Qin Yuesheng.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m supporting you, you won’t fall." Qin Yuesheng pointed at the distant sky and laughed: "I haven’t properly accompanied you before; today I’ll show you the sunset."

Su Lanyin, feeling touched, turned her head to admire the sky but her right cheek remained pressed against Qin Yuesheng’s chest.

"Brother Yuesheng, when can we get married?"

As the sun was halfway below the horizon, Su Lanyin suddenly lifted her head, softly asking.

"This..."

Even though Qin Yuesheng had vanquished many enemies, he was momentarily stunned hearing this question.

How would I know when we can get married? Furthermore, now isn’t the right time for marriage. You’re still too young; if we were to do something to you, the guilt I’d feel inside would be immense.

Unable to respond, Qin Yuesheng could only pat Su Lanyin’s shoulder: "After a few more years, don’t worry."

"Oh..." Su Lanyin tightly held onto Qin Yuesheng’s clothes and stopped talking.

After the sun completely set, the sky turned pitch black, and night officially fell.

Qin Yuesheng held Su Lanyin in his arms, flying across Cyan Yang City, using his Lightweight Skill to take her back to Su Mansion.

It was Su Lanyin’s first time knowing that Qin Yuesheng had such excellent Lightweight Skill; she was both delighted and excited, her infatuation with Qin Yuesheng growing ever deeper.

"Brother Yuesheng, I didn’t expect your Lightweight Skill to be so good. It’s just like the chivalrous heroes that my sisters talk about. I feel like I’m about to fly." The moment they landed on the ground within the Su Mansion, Su Lanyin couldn’t help but say excitedly.

"I’ll take you to play outside Cyan Yang City next time. My Lightweight Skill is really fun when used in the mountains and forests," Qin Yuesheng said with a smile.

To avoid scaring Su Lanyin, Qin Yuesheng didn’t use the Carefree Heavenly Travel Skill but instead relied solely on his footwork to bounce across the rooftops. With Qin Yuesheng’s speed, even without using a Lightweight Skill, it seemed as if he was using one, so there was not much difference.

"Really?" Su Lanyin’s eyes lit up, as if little stars were about to jump out.

"Hmm, be careful, I’ll be going now." Having safely delivered Su Lanyin to the Su Mansion, Qin Yuesheng turned and leaped over the wall, quickly disappearing into the night.

After leaving the Su Mansion, Qin Yuesheng looked up at the starry sky and couldn’t help but inwardly chastise himself for being foolish.

Liu Xian’s army had yet to reach Cyan Yang City. Shouldn’t he just ambush them on the way, rather than waiting for them to reach Cyan Yang City?

An ambush en route would leave the enemy in disarray, unable to react effectively.

Thus, Qin Yuesheng immediately changed direction, heading out of the city and quickly searching along the northern official road.

An army of tens of thousands is not difficult to find. After running for about two hours at Qin Yuesheng’s speed, he finally discovered a large military camp with countless tents already set up along the road.

It was already late into the night, and the campfires in the camp were as numerous as stars, illuminating the camp.

Qin Yuesheng touched and pinched his face, which began to change slightly. If an acquaintance were present, they would feel that Qin Yuesheng’s face suddenly became unfamiliar.

This technique was recorded in the disguise skills Qin Yuesheng learned when he dissected Wang Tao’s subordinate in Pengqiao Village.

Disguise is divided into skin disguise and bone disguise. The former is more realistic but time-consuming and laborious, while the latter is efficient and convenient, though it can only change the face by about forty to fifty percent.

Without intending to conceal his whereabouts, Qin Yuesheng boldly charged into the camp and started attacking anyone he encountered with his fists.

The patrolling soldiers were knocked to the ground one after another by him, unable to counterattack.

Grabbing a spear thrust by a soldier, Qin Yuesheng broke it and then attracted a charcoal-filled brazier from a distance, throwing it at the nearest tent.

In an instant, flames soared into the sky, transforming into a tower of fire.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

The soldiers quickly reacted, grabbing their weapons and rushing out of the tents, shouting.

Qin Yuesheng paid them no heed. With his physique, ordinary soldiers using regular weapons couldn’t harm him at all.

A Martial Artist with Outer Forging Perfection is known as a thousand-man enemy, capable of simultaneously opposing a thousand men on the battlefield. However, they have a weakness: they can become exhausted and be captured by the enemy with nets and ropes when tired.

Inner Strength practitioners have no such concerns; their breath continuously circulates within, never ceasing, allowing them to fight without eating or drinking for a day and night without problems.

Suddenly, Qin Yuesheng’s back shook, and six arms burst out through his clothes, seizing six steel blades from enemy soldiers and brandishing them. A circle of moonlight, formed by numerous rapid blade movements, surrounded Qin Yuesheng.

No one could step into this circle; intruders would instantly be sliced into pieces by the six steel blades.

This fierce individual rampaged through the ranks, slaughtering indiscriminately, creating an atmosphere of invulnerability. Soon, no soldier dared to approach, surrounding Qin Yuesheng from a distance to prevent his escape.

If he wished to kill, Qin Yuesheng had many means to cut down these soldiers like mowing grass, but that wasn’t his main purpose in coming tonight.

The saying goes, "Capture the bandit leader first." By eliminating the important figures within the army, the leaderless soldiers would quickly fall apart without needing further action from him.

However, if he recklessly went into a killing frenzy, the important figures might get scared and escape amid the chaos.

Killing those capable of leading Liu Xian’s troops would truly weaken Liu Xian’s strength; otherwise, he could easily recruit more soldiers to fight for him.

As expected, after Qin Yuesheng displayed moderate skills, two figures wielding weapons approached using Lightweight Skill.

They moved gracefully, with faint white mist emanating from them, clearly Inner Strength experts.

With the fish on the hook, it was time to reel them in. Yet, Qin Yuesheng remained calm, recognizing that these rash individuals attacking weren’t the main leader; the real target was still lurking, and he didn’t want to scare him away.

Thus, Qin Yuesheng grabbed two more braziers and ran toward the two Inner Strength experts.

The two opponents swiftly slashed, splitting the braziers in half. The burning charcoal scattered, scorching many nearby soldiers.

"Where did this little brat come from? Tonight I’ll make sure you die here!"

"Haha! So, it’s a freak with eight arms. I’ll cut open your back after you’re dead to see how you differ from ordinary people."

Both of them were bald with mustaches, sharp chin and eyes like hawks, looking fierce and menacing.

They wielded a pair of hooked iron weapons that gleamed coldly in the firelight.

Qin Yuesheng remained unhurried, confronting their iron-hook attack head-on with a flurry of knife strikes, moving with the swiftness of cutting tangled silk.