Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Xu Xingchen was seen with a slender figure, like the brightest meteor in the night sky. His whole body drew a smooth and graceful arc in the air. His posture was so light and his movements were so agile, just like a falcon ready to take off.

He displayed unparalleled precision and swiftness in catching his prey. With a light kick of his feet, he leaped onto the top of the towering wall of Luo Mansion in an instant as if with the help of an invisible force. The whole process was smooth and flowing, without any delay.

However, despite Xu Xingchen's extraordinary skills, he was well aware of the potential dangers that might arise from his unfamiliarity with the internal terrain of the Luo Mansion. Therefore, he did not rashly follow Tian Boguang into the Luo Mansion out of momentary impulse or curiosity.

On the contrary, Xu Xingchen chose a relatively safe position that allowed him to overlook the situation in the courtyard. He stood quietly on the wall, his eyes sharp as torches, scanning every corner of the courtyard.

The scale and beauty of the backyard of the Luo Mansion are breathtaking. It seems like a carefully carved garden, with a lush grove that adds vitality and greenery to the entire space.

There are also well-arranged rockery and rocks dotted around, adding a touch of simplicity and nature, while the exquisite pavilions and winding corridors make this space divided in an orderly and flexible way.

There are various flowers and plants planted in front of the pavilion. They bloom and compete with each other in beauty, adding a touch of bright color to the quiet backyard. However, it is these beautiful scenery that becomes an obstacle for Xu Xingchen to find Tian Boguang.

Due to their obstruction and shadowing, Xu Xingchen's vision was greatly restricted. He carefully searched every possible corner and crevice, but unfortunately, he did not find any trace of Tian Boguang.

"Oh..., it seems that after not seeing you for a while, Tian Boguang has become more and more advanced in his practice of [Stepping on Triple Clouds] light skill. He disappeared in the blink of an eye."

Xu Xingchen thought to himself.

Thinking of this, Xu Xingchen shook his head gently, brought his thoughts back to reality, and then made a decision.

Xu Xingchen moved slightly, like a shadow in the night wind, and leaped silently into the backyard of Luo Mansion. Stepping into this quiet place, he was even more cautious, and every step was extremely light, for fear of disturbing the tranquility around him.

Walking slowly along the winding corridor, Xu Xingchen tried his best to let his breathing blend with the surrounding night. He tiptoed to the edge of the front yard and looked forward through the gaps between the sparse bamboo leaves.

Not far ahead, I saw an exquisite moon gate standing there quietly, as if this moon gate was the gateway to another world, exuding a mysterious and alluring atmosphere.

Looking at the moon gate, Xu Xingchen felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart. He knew very well that although Tian Boguang was gone, "the monk may have run away, but the temple cannot." As long as the Zhang Mansion was still there, there would always be clues to find him.

So, Xu Xingchen secretly made up his mind that since he was here, he might as well go deep into the tiger's den and find out the truth. Perhaps, in some corner of this mansion, he could uncover the mystery of Tian Boguang's whereabouts.

Thinking of this, Xu Xingchen quickly ran to the ancient and mysterious moon door, gently leaned forward to look around. For a moment, the scene in front of him slowly unfolded like a scroll, which was refreshing.

The path paved with fine and delicate cobblestones glows softly in the moonlight. They cleverly fork into three winding paths. The path on the left quietly extends into a quiet and elegant courtyard.

In the courtyard, a two-story building stands tall and graceful, like a guardian in the night, quietly telling ancient stories. Between the window lattices on the second floor, lights are looming, like the gentlest stars in the night sky.

It is both warm and imaginative - is there a beautiful woman there, gently stroking the strings and singing softly?

Xu Xingchen turned right. There was a nine-turn corridor that twisted and turned like a maze carefully arranged by nature. It was fascinating but difficult to get a full view of it. The end of the corridor was tightly wrapped by lush and verdant trees.

Not a single light could penetrate between the overlapping branches and leaves, which added a sense of mystery and unknown. Xu Xingchen couldn't help but wonder in his heart what kind of secrets were hidden in this deep place. Was it a gateway to another world, or just a quiet place that no one cared about?

Right in front of you, a clear pond comes into view. The water surface is like a mirror, reflecting the contours of the surrounding scenery. Occasionally, a few fallen leaves float lightly to the ground, creating layers of delicate ripples.

Above the pond, an exquisite arch bridge spans the two banks, connecting the boundary between reality and dreams. Across the bridge is a waterside pavilion, half hidden in the water and half exposed on the shore.

It looks particularly quiet and elegant. There is also a faint light shining through the water pavilion, which complements the starlight in the distance, creating a warm and dreamy atmosphere.

Looking at the dimly lit small building on the left, Xu Xingchen couldn't help but have all kinds of guesses in his mind. Could it be that the legendary Embroidery Tower, where a lady from a noble family lived?

When thinking of this, Xu Xingchen's brows could not help but furrowed, and he was secretly speculating in his heart. The night was deep, and everything was silent. Only the occasional chirping of insects in the distance broke the tranquility.

"Could it be that the brightly lit building is the legendary Embroidered Tower? And this evil villain Tian Boguang actually had evil thoughts about a certain girl inside, so he sneaked in so quietly at such a late hour?"

A thought flashed through Xu Xingchen's mind.

As soon as he thought of this, Xu Xingchen moved his feet, his body became as light as a swallow, and he instantly displayed the Tomb School's light Kung Fu [Catching Birds Kung Fu]. He was seen shuttling through the night, like a nimble skylark, and approaching the embroidered building silently.

The embroidered building towers into the clouds. Soft lights shine through the window lattices on the second floor, reflecting a warm and mysterious scene. Xu Xingchen took a deep breath and, with the help of his lightness skills, easily jumped onto the three-meter-high second floor.

His movements were agile and graceful, as if blending into the night, without making any sound to disturb the world below. After reaching the second floor, Xu Xingchen quickly adjusted his posture and clamped his legs tightly around the wooden bars on the eaves.

In an upside-down hanging posture, the whole body is hung steadily in the air.

Then, Xu Xingchen stretched out his hand, lightly touched the window paper with his fingertips, and then poked it gently, creating a tiny hole in it. Through this hole, he could clearly see everything inside the house.

The room was decorated quite elegantly. On an exquisite dressing table were placed various jewelry and cosmetics. In front of the dressing table, a young woman was sitting quietly, combing her long, shiny black hair in front of a bronze mirror.

Because it was late at night and the weather was hot, she did not wear heavy clothes to restrain herself. She was only wearing a light yellow chiffon dress, with a white tube top and moon-white panties underneath. This outfit made her look fresh and refined, and a little charming.

Although the woman's face is hidden by her long hair and cannot be seen clearly, her graceful figure is fully displayed in the hazy light and shadow. Her graceful figure with exquisite curves seems to be the most perfect masterpiece of nature, which makes people unable to help but fall in love with her.

Seeing this scene, Xu Xingchen's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, and an indescribable emotion surged in his chest. As a young and full-blooded man, he naturally began to outline the outline of this woman in his mind.

His curiosity and imagination spread uncontrollably like flowers blooming quietly in spring. His thoughts were not limited to wondering whether her face was as pure and elegant as he imagined.

He couldn't help but imagine her figure, and even secretly estimated the perhaps graceful proportions of her measurements.

The woman sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror, the wooden comb in her hand gently moving through her black hair. Every strand seemed to be given life and swayed slightly with her movements. After combing her hair for a while, the woman finally turned around slowly at this moment.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze. Her oval-shaped face had delicate features like a carefully carved work of art, and her eyebrows revealed a unique temperament that combined heroism and gentleness.