Chapter 25: The Word of God Seduces a Girl, Her Heart Is Set on Fire
Gongsun Ce briefly recounted the old story of the war between Lord Huoyu and Baiyue. Han Fei had a strange expression on his face after listening to it.

"Does Lord Huoyu really have a treasure?"

Gongsun Ce shook his waist-length hair and said, "I'm also very surprised. Logically speaking, the Fire Rain Agate is very valuable, and Lord Fire Rain is said to be as rich as a country.

Where did all that wealth go? I can only ask Liu Yi, but Liu Yi is already dead, so it’s useless.”

There is a saying that Lord Huoyu's treasure belonged to Ji Wuye, which is why Liu Yi was able to rise step by step.

However, this statement is somewhat untenable. If Lord Huoyu is as rich as a country, then Ji Wuye should not be greedy for the 100,000 military pay.

Unless Lord Huoyu hid his treasure somewhere else, Liu Yi simply plundered all the property in Huoyu Villa.

After Gongsun Ce's hair was completely dry, it was already noon. After lunch, Gongsun Ce entered the King of Han's Palace.

He also wanted to check on Honglian's progress in swordsmanship, and by the way, he also wanted to meet Lady Hu.

The place where Honglian practiced martial arts was not far from the cold palace, separated by only a few walls.

Honglian was somewhat happy to see Gongsun Ce, and quickly turned around and faced away from Gongsun Ce.

It's like, I'm angry, but I won't tell you why I'm angry, and you have to guess.

Gongsun Ce felt that what he was going to do next was somewhat of a misuse of his abilities.

There was a burst of blood, Word Spirit·Yin Lei → Word Spirit·Yin Liu.

System: Dragon Spirit System

Host: Gongsun Ce
Pedigree: A+

Word Spirit: ①Sequence 1: Winter (100%)
Introduction: Reduce body functions, reduce breathing and blood flow to the limit, and only maintain the minimum needs of life.

②Sequence 50: Yin Flow (temporary)
Introduction: Compressed air is blown out, causing an explosion effect.

③Sequence 59: Kamaitachi (35%)
Introduction: The name comes from the wind demon in mythology. It can enhance hearing and acts like a radar. The domain of the sickle weasel is very large.

It can bring back amplified and accurate sound to the user, and can be used to determine the direction of the sound source within a certain range.

Number of Word Spirit Extractions: 0
The dark current brought up a gust of wind, which carried the cherry blossom petals down and landed on the water in front of Honglian, gradually forming four words - Honglian is the most beautiful.

After doing all this, Gongsun Ce stopped his violent blood flow and calmed the dragon blood.

Honglian looked at the petals that were condensed on the water surface. She knew very well that this was Gongsun Ce's masterpiece, and her anger suddenly disappeared.

Honglian turned around, stared at Gongsun Ce, and bit her lip, "Do you remember what you said before?"

"'I'll come and spend more time with you', that's what I should have said last time."

Gongsun Ce touched his chin, remembering what he had said before. Thinking carefully, the last time Gongsun Ce entered the palace to play with Madam Mingzhu was late at night.

He couldn't break into Honglian's bedroom again, Gongsun Ce suddenly realized that it was not impossible.

When Honglian heard Gongsun Ce's words, her mouth immediately swelled up, a bit like a bloated puffer fish.

At this time, Honglian was still an innocent girl, with clear yet foolish eyes, which made Gongsun Ce find it somewhat amusing.

"puff!"

So, Gongsun Ce held Honglian's cheeks with both hands and squeezed them in the middle.

Honglian's face turned completely red, and she looked so beautiful and charming. Gongsun Ce lowered his head and gently bit Honglian's pretty face before she could react.

No matter how angry Honglian was, it disappeared at this moment, leaving only a heart full of joy.

"Are you still angry, Xiao Honglian?"

"I'll let you go today, but you can come to the palace more often in the future."

The first half of Honglian's words were full of arrogance, but the second half of the words became quieter and quieter. Gongsun Ce gently held Honglian in his arms. Honglian listened to Gongsun Ce's heartbeat and felt a little sweet in her heart.

Even though Gongsun Ce stopped bleeding, his accelerated heartbeat was inevitable. A dragon's heartbeat is much faster and stronger than that of a human.

Gongsun Ce's heartbeat was considered by Honglian to be a sign of love, because Honglian could also hear her heartbeat now.

When the wind blows and the sails move, it is not the wind or the sail that is moving, but the heart.

Honglian was moved, so she put a filter on Gongsun Ce. It can be seen that Honglian is a love-brained person.

Honglian's sword was placed on the table beside him. Gongsun Ce snapped his fingers, and the Word Spirit·Yin Lei was activated, causing a slight explosion under the scabbard.

The long sword was blown away and spun into Gongsun Ce's hand. Gongsun Ce waved the sword at Honglian and said, "It's time to check your homework, little Honglian."

Honglian felt that Gongsun Ce's behavior at this time was really ruining the mood.

However, under the influence of the love filter, Honglian thought in her heart that Gongsun Ce was considering her.

Honglian took the long sword from Gongsun Ce's hand, and the blade came out, shining with cold light.

Honglian winked at Gongsun Ce playfully, showing her innocent attitude.

Gongsun Ce thought of the charming Chi Lian in the future and felt that the current Hong Lian was more pleasing to the eye.

When Ji Wuye dared to raise his claws to her, Gongsun Ce chopped off his ox and then summoned the ugliest women in the seven kingdoms...

However, some things are inevitable. South Korea will perish, and Honglian is destined to be the princess of a fallen country.

Honglian began to practice the Eight-Legged Dance. Her figure was graceful, like a blooming red lotus, swaying gently in the breeze, yet concealing a murderous intent that could not be ignored.

The sword became more spiritual in her hands, drawing graceful arcs in the air as she moved.

She turned her wrist slightly, and the sword tumbled and leaped like a dragon.

Her eyes were fixed on the tip of the sword, pouring her heart and soul into the sword.

Her swordsmanship was elegant but lacked strength. Every swing of the sword brought up a breeze, blowing her hair and clothes.

Behind this graceful dance, there is a naive murderous intent hidden, which is not directed at anyone, and even Honglian cannot feel it.

The Eight-Legged Dance is the emperor's sacrificial dance. It is dignified and majestic, while embodying the emperor's majesty.

Honglian's movements became faster and faster, and the rhythm of the Eight-Legged Dance became more and more compact, making the audience dazzled.

This proves that the Eight-Legged Dance is almost reaching its final stage.

At this moment, she suddenly swept the sword across. With a slight sound of sword, a cherry blossom petal was split into two.

This was Honglian's final sword strike. Gongsun Ce noticed that Honglian had already cultivated true energy.

Although according to the realm classification, Honglian is not even considered a third-rate swordsman, but he is far superior to his previous show-off.

After the practice of the Eight-Legged Dance was over, Honglian gently stroked the blade of the sword, a hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

Afterwards, Honglian sheathed the sword and threw herself into Gongsun Ce's arms as if to ask for credit, saying with a bit of pride, "How is it?"

"You have already cultivated your true qi, and you are already a swordsman."

"What does it mean to count!"

Honglian obviously wanted higher-level praise so that her hard work in practicing martial arts would not be in vain.

Gongsun Ce plucked off the petals that were stained on Honglian's hair, "Because I am not a qualified swordsman, just like you are now."

Honglian was still dissatisfied with Gongsun Ce's words, but she could barely accept it.

(End of this chapter)