Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao

Yuan Hao held the arrow feathers, looked at the woman, and gently smiled, "Yes, I've been deceiving you all along. Leaving the Kingdom of Women doesn't require the legendary Sun-shooting Bow and Sunset Arrow at all."

The casual smile on Yuan Hao's face made the woman feel as if her heart was being mercilessly torn apart by a poison snake. She gently covered her chest, her eyes filled with hatred as she glared at Yuan Hao, the man who had both given her hope and personally shattered it.

"No wonder the ancient texts say that the least trustworthy things in the world are men."

This comment piqued Yuan Hao's interest, and he remarked, "That's true. Let me think, it was a woman very much like you who said that, hm, it's been so long, I nearly can't recall her face anymore, just that her eyes were just like yours."

Yuan Hao burst into laughter, "The women of the Kingdom of Women are really so easy to deceive, just a few sweet nothings and you're utterly devoted. I remember that woman from the past was just the same. It's a shame my damned senior brother was after me relentlessly, and I had no choice but to set a trap and shoot him with an arrow. Who would have thought that the bastard would seal my mana with his dying breath, forcing me to go into hiding."

"Now, having used the Sunset Arrow to break my seal, it's time to make the entire Kingdom of Women grovel at my feet." As he spoke, Yuan Hao's smile grew even more radiant, and the robust mana erupted from his body, forming waves that swept through the entire cave, scattering everything around in disarray.

Xuan Yue and the woman were also blown several meters away by the blast. Yuan Hao looked at his hands, his eyes brimming with joy as he murmured to himself, "I feel all my strength has returned, haha, finally, it has come back."

He turned around, smashed the skeleton seated on the stone bed into dust, and weighed the arrow feather in his hand with a smile, "Who would have thought that the Sun-shooting Bow and Sunset Arrow, legendary for Hou Yi's archery, would be here? Truly, this is the favor of the heavens. With such treasure in hand, where in the world could I not go?"

Having said that, he walked outwards, planning to use the Sunset Arrow's guidance to find the legendary Sun-shooting Bow. When he approached Xuan Yue and the woman, it dawned on him, "Looking at the painful expressions on both of your faces, I think I shall show mercy and send you on your way."

After saying this, he was about to strike and kill the two. However, the Sunset Arrow in his hand seemed to be drawn by something, slipping out of his palm at a tremendous speed and landing in the hands of a man in a green robe.
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Yuan Hao suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something all along, yes, the Mysterious Figure that had really brought Xuan Yue into this cave.

In that moment, a nameless fear surged in his heart, and for the first time, he felt his whole body trembling; his voice carried fear as he asked, "Who on earth are you, what sorcery have you used?"

Lu Yu looked at the Sunset Arrow in his hand, but his thoughts drifted to the Mother-and-Child River, and he faintly guessed the origin of the Kingdom of Women.

"I'm talking to you, answer me!" Fear made Yuan Hao's emotions extremely agitated, and there was a hint of hysteria in his words.

Now it was Lu Yu's turn to smile and say, "It was just an ordinary Illusion Technique; it's just that you were too excited, which is why you failed to notice such a simple illusion."

Hearing this response, Yuan Hao's fear slowly subsided. He was wary of this inscrutable figure before him and put on a hypocritical smile, saying, "Fellow Daoist, let's not interfere with each other. If you are willing, I am ready to share the Kingdom of Women with you."

Lu Yu, however, smiled and shook his head, "My ambitions do not lie here!"

"Then, fellow Daoist must have come for the Sun-shooting Bow," Yuan Hao's face grew increasingly grim, and his tone was already laced with a hint of murderous intent.

"Hou Yi's arrows and bow are indeed treasures of the three realms, such a pity," Lu Yu sighed softly.

Thinking back to his friend from the Witch Tribe's description, this hero who shot the suns had been quite a decent person, it was just unfortunate that in killing the Golden Crows to protect all beings, he also sowed the seeds of his own death.

No sooner had he finished sighing than Yuan Hao could no longer contain himself. Seeing Lu Yu momentarily distracted, he quickly made his move, hoping to deal with this mysterious figure whose background he couldn't quite grasp.

He waved his hand, and a sleeve arrow, formed from a condensation of black Qi, shot directly towards Lu Yu's face. It seemed as if one could hear the cries of countless infants on the sleeve arrow, and at that moment the entire cave seemed to transform into a realm of specters, as countless deathly infants' heads protruded from the sleeve arrow, as if to pick someone to devour.

Xuan Yue, witnessing this scene, felt fear trembling through her body involuntarily, having grown up in the Imperial Palace, pampered and clothed in brocade, she had never seen such sights. She looked worriedly at Lu Yu, silently praying in her heart that he would be alright.

Upon seeing the sleeve arrow, Lu Yu couldn't help but frown, noting the resentment was far too dense, and sadly, it was all the resentment of undeveloped infants.

He reached out and grasped the sleeve arrow in his hand, as countless vengeful infant souls flew out from it, emitting piercing screams that assaulted Lu Yu with attacks.

At that moment, a light radiated from Lu Yu's body, the distinct Primordial Spirit Light belonging only to him, imbued with the merit of the Human Path.

As this light shone on the ghastly visages of the ghost infants, the endless black resentment on them began to dissipate. All the infants' faces regained their innocent smiles, and, like real children, they began to giggle sweetly around Lu Yu. With a gentle wave of his hand, he opened a pathway to the Underworld, sending the children through to be reborn in their next lives.

The instant Lu Yu revealed his Primordial Spirit Light, the originally ferocious Yuan Hao instantly turned ashen-faced. This was a high-caliber individual who had cultivated a Primordial Spirit, filling him with regret at that moment — he should have known better. Someone who could so easily find the hiding place of his senior brother and effortlessly enter the cave couldn't be an ordinary person.

Lu Yu, wasting no words, stretched out his finger slightly, and a sword Qi, invisible to the naked eye, pierced through Yuan Hao's head in an instant, white brain matter spilled on the ground, taking with it his sinful life.

Xuan Yue's disbelieving eyes were fixed on Yuan Hao's corpse on the ground. This man, the mastermind who had been a threat to the safety of the entire Kingdom of Women in her mind, had died so effortlessly.

The firmness of Lu Yu's action was as if he had squashed an ant, giving her a surreal feeling due to the staggering difference in power.

Meanwhile, the lady nearby walked slowly to Yuan Hao's corpse and tenderly caressed the face of the man who had given her hope, and then despair, with her own hands.