I am invincible, that's why I lie down. You're using your entire clan to rebel?

Chapter 482 Han Xin'er's Gentle Offensive, the Moon Goddess is About to Fall!

Qin Mu leaned back in his chair, his gaze shifting from the bronze mirror to Jiang Zhaoyue's face, the smile on his lips deepening.

"Given how big the spectacle is, shouldn't we go and join the fun?"

Jiang Zhaoyue smiled and said softly:

"I think it's acceptable."

Qin Mu nodded and said:

"In that case, let's go take a look."

Jiang Zhaoyue nodded slightly, her voice soft. "Okay."

Qin Mu's gaze fell on the sky outside the window, illuminated by the morning light, and his thoughts drifted far away.

"Speaking of this martial arts tournament, I am reminded of someone."

Jiang Zhaoyue turned her head slightly to look at him. "Whom did Your Majesty recall?"

Qin Mu smiled and tapped his finger on the armrest again. "Sect Master of Qinglan Sword Sect, bring the sword."

Jiang Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment, then realized. "So it was him."

Of course she knew this person.

Jian Lai, an ordinary swordsman who was originally unknown, was promoted to the sect leader of Qinglan Sword Sect, one of the top three sword sects in the world, thanks to Qin Mu's appreciation. He became a famous figure in the world overnight.

This matter spread like wildfire throughout the martial arts world, and almost everyone knew about it.

Qin Mu's gaze fell on the bronze mirror, and seeing Han Xin'er still talking to Yun Suxin in the mirror, he couldn't help but smile:

"We should be able to see him then. I haven't seen him in a long time either; he's quite an interesting man."

Jiang Zhaoyue frowned slightly and said:

"But Your Majesty, now the whole world knows that Jian Lai was promoted by you, that he's one of your men. Would Xu Longxiang still let him go?"

Qin Mu smiled and shook his head, then slowly said:

"Of course he would. Xu Longxiang is using a martial arts tournament as a pretext to recruit heroes from all over the world. If he doesn't send invitations to the Qinglan Sword Sect, which is ranked among the top three in the world of swordsmanship, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face? Wouldn't that prove that he has ulterior motives? Xu Longxiang wouldn't do something so foolish."

Jiang Zhaoyue nodded thoughtfully, the doubt in her eyes disappearing.

"Your Majesty is absolutely right."

Qin Mu leaned back in his chair, a hint of emotion in his voice.

"Recently, many talented and extraordinary individuals have emerged in this world, making the martial arts world a turbulent and lively place. Therefore, it is understandable that Xu Longxiang has set his sights on the martial arts world."

Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes flickered, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, with a hint of interest in her smile.

"It seems His Majesty also has designs on these talented individuals?"

Qin Mu smiled and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest a few times.

"If we could get these people to serve our Great Qin, that would be wonderful. However, they are all arrogant and difficult to control."

Jiang Zhaoyue's smile deepened even further.

"If they knew His Majesty's cultivation level and true strength, they would probably vie to submit to him."

Qin Mu smiled slightly, neither confirming nor denying:

"That being said, the martial world still needs these people. Without them, the martial world would be too bland and boring. As long as these people abide by the laws of Great Qin and do not break the law with their martial arts while within the territory of Great Qin, I will not make things difficult for them."

Jiang Zhaoyue nodded, her eyes filled with admiration, her voice soft.

"Your Majesty's heart is with the world, and I am ashamed of my own in comparison."

Qin Mu laughed and said.

"Actually, I've always had a dream of wandering the world with a sword, but unfortunately, I've never been able to realize it. This time might be an opportunity."

Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes flickered suddenly, and she said softly:

"Would Your Majesty like to try your hand at wandering the martial world?"

Her voice carried a hint of barely suppressed anticipation.

Qin Mu turned his head and looked at her, the smile on his lips deepening.

"Does my beloved concubine wish?"

Jiang Zhaoyue lowered her head, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, her voice soft yet firm.

"If Your Majesty wishes, then I will naturally follow."

Qin Mu smiled, a genuine smile filled with heartfelt joy.

"Okay, it's settled then. Let's pack up and leave tomorrow."

Jiang Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, followed by a surge of worry.

"But Your Majesty, the Moon Goddess and her two daughters, Liu Ruolan and Liu Ruolan, are still in the side hall. You still have the task you assigned to Liu Ruolan..."

Qin Mu waved his hand, speaking as casually as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

"I predict that Han Xin'er will be able to win over the Moon Goddess tonight."

Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes widened in surprise and disbelief.

"Does Your Majesty have such great confidence in Han Xin'er?"

She was genuinely surprised. After all, that was the Moon Goddess, a peerless powerhouse who controlled hundreds of thousands of followers and was at the half-step terrestrial immortal realm. Could she really be so easily won over by a girl in her early twenties?

Qin Mu smiled, tapped his fingers twice on the armrest, and looked at the bronze mirror.

"This girl's way of thinking is indeed different from ordinary people. The Moon Goddess has been in the martial arts world for many years, and she is cunning and shrewd. However, she has only encountered old foxes like herself who have been struggling in the martial arts world for many years."

She'd probably never seen a girl like Han Xin'er before, one with such a naive and unconventional mind. It wasn't impossible for her to stumble and fall into an unexpected trap.

He paused, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"Moreover, in order to complete her mission and to make her mother's life easier in front of me, she will definitely resort to some unconventional methods. I'm quite looking forward to it."

Jiang Zhaoyue blinked, her curiosity growing.

She turned her head, her gaze falling on the bronze mirror, watching the girl's every move in the side hall.

She really wanted to know what kind of methods that girl would use.

........

Inside the side hall, candlelight burned quietly in the lampshade, illuminating the room with a dim and warm glow.

Yun Suxin was bound hand and foot, kneeling to one side, her knees touching the cold gold bricks, her long hair disheveled, her clothes in disarray, and her face as pale as paper.

Liu Ruolan led her two daughters to a corner of the side hall, keeping a distance from Yun Suxin, and lowered her voice.

"Xin'er, why did we have to let her hear what we were saying?"

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of confusion.

Han Xin'er smiled, her smile carrying a calm and insightful quality.

"That was to break down her defenses. To let her know that we saw through her, understood her situation, and knew her fate. The clearer she knew she had nowhere to run, the more likely she was to resign herself to her destiny."

Liu Ruolan nodded thoughtfully, the confusion in her eyes fading somewhat.

"So... were they defeated?"

Han Xin'er shook her head, lowering her voice even further, so low that only the mother and her two daughters could hear her.

"No. This woman is unusual and not easy to deal with. Her will is much stronger than I imagined; a few words won't sway her at all."

Liu Ruolan nodded, a knowing glint in her eyes.

"After all, she is the Moon Goddess of the Moon God Cult, controlling hundreds of thousands of followers. She has fought her way out of countless bloody battles, so she is definitely not easy to deal with."

Han Xin'er's eyes suddenly flickered.

"Mother, you said she's the Moon Goddess of the Moon God Sect?"

Liu Ruolan nodded.

Han Xin'er frowned slightly, lost in thought.

"No wonder. No wonder she has that kind of aura."

Seeing that her daughter seemed helpless, Liu Ruolan sighed softly.

"This is troublesome. His Majesty has only given us two days. If we don't complete the task, I don't know what we'll do."

Her heart was filled with melancholy, yet she felt utterly helpless.

The task His Majesty assigned her was too difficult; she had no idea where to begin.

The thought of failing to complete the task and not knowing how His Majesty would punish her made her even more distressed.

Seeing her mother's worried expression, Han Xin'er reached out and gently took her mother's cold hand.

"Mother, we must complete the mission, and we must even exceed it."

Liu Ruolan looked up at her daughter's determined eyes and felt a little more at ease, but she was still a little worried.

"But... how do we finish it?"

Han Xin'er's gaze fell on Yun Suxin, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes.

"I'll try again."

She released her mother's hand, straightened her clothes, and walked towards Yun Suxin.

She walked up to Yun Suxin, stopped, and looked down at her.

Yun Suxin raised her head and met her gaze.

There was no fear, no pleading in those eyes, only a cold, almost numb calm.

Han Xin'er didn't squat down or look her in the eye; she just stood there, looking down at her.

This time, she didn't say anything.

She simply stood there, quietly watching Yun Suxin, her gaze as calm as still water.

After watching for a long time.

Then, Han Xin'er moved.

She turned around, walked to the copper basin in the corner of the side hall, bent down, scooped a ladle of water from the bucket, and poured it into the copper basin.

The sound of rushing water was exceptionally clear in the silent hall.

She picked up the cotton cloth draped over the edge of the basin, soaked it in the water, and wrung it out.

She carried the copper basin back to Yun Suxin, placed it on the ground, squatted down, and gently covered Yun Suxin's face with a warm cotton cloth.

Yun Suxin's body stiffened abruptly, and her pupils contracted sharply.

She never expected this girl to do such a thing.

Yun Suxin instinctively wanted to dodge, but that hand was too gentle, so gentle that she forgot to dodge.

She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of the cotton handkerchief seep into her cheeks and spread little by little to her limbs.

Han Xin'er didn't speak, but gently wiped Yun Suxin's face little by little with a cotton handkerchief.

From the forehead to the center of the eyebrows, from the center of the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, from the bridge of the nose to the cheeks, and from the cheeks to the chin.

The warm cotton handkerchief, carrying the fresh scent of soap, gently wiped away the dried tear stains and dust from Yun Suxin's face.

Yun Suxin's heart softened, and her eyes reddened slightly.

After all, it had been a very long time since she had felt this kind of gentle treatment since her cultivation disappeared.

She had assumed this girl would be as cruel to her as Qin Mu, but she was wrong.

The girl didn't do that; instead, she was very gentle with her.

Although Yun Suxin knew that this gentleness might just be an act by the girl, she couldn't help but feel a pang of tenderness in her heart.

Because she had suffered so much during this period, she couldn't control her emotions when someone suddenly treated her so gently.

After wiping Yun Suxin's face, Han Xin'er put the cotton cloth into the copper basin, then walked behind her and began to comb her disheveled hair.

Her fingers were slender and nimble as she straightened the slightly messy strands of hair one by one, gently and slowly combing them with a comb.

Yun Suxin's hair was very long, reaching down to her waist, and as black as a waterfall.

Han Xin'er combed her hair gently, from root to tip, her movements as soft as if she were stroking a docile cat.

Liu Ruolan stood aside, looking at her daughter's appearance with shock and confusion in her eyes.

Han Qin'er hid behind her mother, peeking out half her head and looking at her older sister curiously with her big, watery eyes.

Yun Suxin knelt on the ground, feeling the gentle touch of those hands moving through her hair, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She didn't know what the girl was going to do, but she was indeed touched.

She remembered how her mother used to comb her hair like this when she was a child.

At that time, she didn't know what the Moon Goddess Cult was, what the Taiyin Holy Cult was, or what hatred and revenge were.

She was just an ordinary little girl, sitting under the jujube tree in the yard, looking up at her mother's smiling face, and feeling that the world was sweet.

Later, her mother died, and the Taiyin Holy Sect was destroyed. She crawled alone in the snow all night, and from then on, no one combed her hair again.

Han Xin'er combed her hair smoothly and gently tied it into a simple bun using a hairband she had taken from her own head.

She took two steps back, looked him up and down, nodded, then walked to the clothes rack and took down a clean, moon-white outer garment.

Han Xin'er took the clothes and walked back to Yun Suxin.

Looking at the garment, Yun Suxin recalled that she had once worn a similar garment, the robe of the Moon Goddess Sect leader, snow-white, embroidered with silver crescent moons, which made her feel as if she were draped in moonlight.

At that time, she stood on the high platform, looking down at hundreds of thousands of believers, feeling that the whole world was at her feet.

At that time, she thought that those days would continue forever, that she would never fall, and that she would always be that high and mighty, invincible moon goddess.

But at this moment, she knelt before a young girl, wearing borrowed clothes, her hair combed by a stranger, her face without tear stains, but her heart full of wounds.

Yun Suxin initially thought the girl simply wanted to drape her clothes over her shoulders.

But the girl's next move made Yun Suxin's pupils tremble suddenly, and she couldn't believe it!