The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 632 The Inspector Arrives

In the Yunhua Sect, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were standing side by side, looking at the newly erected palaces and pavilions in the sect. The disciples were walking around and studying, a scene of prosperity. After going through countless hardships, they thought they could finally find a corner of peace in this world of cultivation and let the Yunhua Sect shine again, but they didn't know that a new shock was quietly approaching.

On this day, the sun shone down, reflecting the glazed tiles of Yunhua Sect, making them sparkle. Yun Yao had just finished teaching her disciples, imparting the way of self-examination that she had learned from the calamities of the mortal world. She swept her eyes over those young and energetic faces, and her heart was filled with satisfaction. Chu Mochen was in the martial arts training ground nearby, guiding his disciples to practice swordsmanship, and his every move showed the style of a master. His black ice spirit veins faintly exuded a chill, which echoed with the sword energy in the hands of his disciples, as if telling a story of strength and protection.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly changed, and the originally azure sky was instantly covered by a strange purple mist, which rolled and surged like turbulent waves, with flashes of lightning in between, as if it was a sign of the coming of the end of the world. Yun Yao's heart tightened, and an inexplicable uneasiness surged in her heart. She and Chu Mochen looked at each other, and both saw solemnity in each other's eyes. Almost at the same time, the two of them flashed and rushed out of the sect.

When they arrived at the square in front of the sect, they saw a dazzling light falling from the sky. When the light faded, a group of mysterious people in black robes and bronze masks suddenly appeared. The leader exuded an icy and piercing aura that seemed to freeze everything in the world and make the air around him thin. His bronze mask was engraved with mysterious runes, flashing with a cold light, making it impossible to see the face under the mask, but his posture was upright, and his every move revealed an unquestionable majesty.

"The Heavenly Dao Supervisor!" Ye Wuhen exclaimed. He hurried over, his face pale. "Legend has it that they are the executors of Heavenly Dao, representing absolute order, and they never show up in the world easily. Why did they suddenly come to our Yunhua Sect today?"

Yun Yao frowned slightly, and she subconsciously tightened the sword in her hand. The sword rang softly, as if responding to her nervousness. Chu Mochen took a step forward, protecting Yun Yao behind him, and held the black ice knife across his chest. The blade was filled with cold air, forming a sharp contrast with the depressing atmosphere around him.

"Hmph, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, the two of you have disrupted the order of heaven and are guilty of heinous crimes. Today is the day you will be punished!" The leading Inspector's voice was icy cold, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, without a trace of worldly affairs. It echoed over the square, making people feel chilled.

Yun Yao sneered and raised her chin: "We disrupt the order of heaven? It is clearly heaven's injustice, allowing evil forces like the Burning Heaven Palace to wreak havoc on the world and attempt to tamper with the origin of heaven. We are just setting things right, what crime have we committed?" Her voice was crisp but firm, like a sharp sword, cutting through the oppressive silence.

The Inspector remained unmoved, and the gaze behind the mask seemed to be able to penetrate everything. He raised his hand and waved it, and a powerful force instantly spread around. Then, a strange scene happened - the whole world seemed to be paused, the disciples of Yunhua Sect maintained their original postures, motionless, the birds were suspended in the air, and even the breeze stopped blowing. Only Yun Yao and Chu Mochen could move freely.

"Do you think that by changing the conspiracy of the Burning Heaven Palace, you can escape from the chessboard of Heaven? You are too naive." The Inspector said as he slowly took off his mask. The face he revealed made Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's eyes widen at the same time.

It was a familiar yet unfamiliar face, exactly like System Master's, but at this moment, his eyes no longer had the mechanical and rigid look of System Master in the past, but were replaced by endless indifference and arrogance.

"You...you are the real body of System?" Yun Yao murmured in disbelief.

"That's right. From the moment you traveled through time, your every step was calculated by the Heaven, including the 'system collapse', which only made you think that you were in control of your destiny." The Inspector raised a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was like a loud bell, shaking people's eardrums.

Yun Yao was shocked, and all the past moments came to her mind. Those tasks issued by the system seemed to guide her growth, but were they all traps set by the Heavenly Dao? She remembered that when she was in the palace, the system made her deal with various forces and accumulate fame; in the sect, it drove her to find various magic weapons and secret books to improve her strength. Could it be that every crisis and opportunity was just a layout of the Heavenly Dao to collect the so-called "Red Dust Tribulation Power" and revive the Burning Heaven Ancestor?

“Why?” Yun Yao asked through gritted teeth, “Why would Heaven play tricks on the world like this? Let countless lives fall into suffering, just for a predestined conspiracy?”

The Inspector smiled coldly: "Heaven is ruthless, and everything has a destiny. You are trying to go against Heaven and break the established rules, which means you are against Heaven. Yun Yao, you should not be here. Your crossing is the wedge used by Heaven to start this chess game; Chu Mochen, the substitution array pattern in your body is also a variable arranged by Heaven, just to make this drama more exciting."

Chu Mochen's eyes flashed with anger. He tightly grasped the black ice knife, and the blade hummed. "Absurd! If the way of heaven is so unfair, what is the use of it? We have come all the way, experienced life and death, and the beliefs we guard and the people we cherish, are they just playthings in your eyes?"

The Inspector seemed not to hear anything. He waved his hands, and runes of laws appeared in his palms, twisting like living things. These runes intertwined with each other, and actually constructed pictures in the air - those were every key node after Yun Yao's time travel, from when she first entered the palace and was bullied, to when she got to know Chu Mochen in the world of cultivation, and then to how she uncovered the conspiracy of the Burning Heaven Palace step by step. Every scene was vivid, as if it were happening again yesterday.

"You see, all of this is Heaven's script, and you are just performing it step by step. Now that the show is over, you should get back on track." The Inspector said, and pushed his hands suddenly, and those pictures came towards Yun Yao and Chu Mochen like meteors.

Yun Yao felt a huge pressure coming at her, as if it was going to crush her soul. But at this critical moment, the last spell her mother taught her in the illusion suddenly flashed through her mind. The spell was like a ray of dawn, dispelling the panic in her heart. She didn't have time to think about it, and quietly pinched her finger seals. The true Dao rhyme in her body was like an awakened beast, boiling instantly.

During this still time, Yun Yao was surrounded by a soft golden light, which seemed to be substantial, enveloping her and Chu Mochen. Each sincere Dao rhyme seemed to contain a story, her kindness when she saved Xiao Cui in the secular world, her determination to trust Chu Mochen in the sect, and her courage to never give up when facing the Burning Heaven Palace. These Dao rhymes intertwined with each other and condensed into an illusory golden sword in front of her.

"You said that we are in the calculation of the Heavenly Dao," Yun Yao continuously injected Dao rhyme into Chu Mochen's Sword of Heart-Searching. The runes on the sword seemed to be activated, shining brightly, "but you can't calculate that the fetters of human hearts are the most powerful variable."

After that, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, their minds connected, and they shouted at the same time, and both swords came out, slashing towards the Supervisor. The golden sword and the sword of the heart were like two scorching suns, cutting through the strange purple mist, and the sound of the swords shook the heaven and earth.

The inspector's face changed. He obviously didn't expect Yun Yao and Chu Mochen to burst out such a powerful force in a desperate situation. He raised his hand to resist hastily, and the law runes on his palm collided with the two swords, and a dazzling light burst out instantly. The light was like the center of a storm, sweeping around. Wherever it went, the ground cracked and boulders shattered.

Although the disciples of Yunhua Sect were frozen in time, many of them still showed pain on their faces under this powerful impact, as if their souls were suffering. Seeing this, Yun Yao was extremely anxious. She knew that if the Supervisory Envoy could not be repelled as soon as possible, once the time freeze was lifted, these disciples would surely suffer a devastating disaster.

"Chu Mochen, let's work together to break this restraint!" Yun Yao shouted.

Chu Mochen nodded, took a deep breath, and the Xuanbing Spiritual Vein and Jiehuo Spiritual Vein in his body were running to the extreme at the same time. The two completely different powers merged in his body and gathered on the Heart-Searching Sword. The Heart-Searching Sword seemed to feel the determination of its master, and the sword body trembled, emitting a clear sword sound. A black and white sword energy rushed towards the Inspector like a rainbow piercing the sun.

Yun Yao was not to be outdone. She poured all her true Daoist rhyme into the golden sword, and the sword shone brighter and brighter, like a shining star. She swung the sword, and a golden sword energy emerged like a dragon emerging from the sea, interweaving with Chu Mochen's sword energy to form a force that could destroy the world.

A trace of fear flashed in the Inspector's eyes. He tried to mobilize the laws of heaven to resist this fatal blow, but under Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's determined attack, the laws of heaven seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and moved slowly.

"No! This is impossible!" the Inspector roared.

The moment the two swords collided with the Inspector, it was as if the sky and the earth were collapsing, and the entire world seemed to be turned upside down. The purple mist was shaken away and completely dissipated, revealing the blue sky, but the sky was full of cracks, like broken glass.

Under this powerful impact, the Inspector's figure began to crack for the first time. The cracks started from his mask and gradually spread to his entire body like a spider web. He staggered back a few steps, his eyes full of shock and unwillingness.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were not feeling well either, they were spitting blood and their faces were pale. But their eyes were extremely firm, they held their swords tightly, like two flags that would never fall, standing on the ruins.

“Today is the day when you, the so-called spokesperson of Heaven, will be defeated!” Yun Yao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Although her voice was weak, it revealed an unquestionable firmness.

At this time, the effect of time standing still began to loosen, and the disciples of Yunhua Sect gradually regained their ability to move. They looked at the devastated scene before them, as well as the Sect Master and Senior Chu who were seriously injured but still standing tenaciously, and their hearts were filled with blood.

"Master! Senior Chu!" The disciples shouted and ran towards them.

The Inspector watched this scene and knew that the situation was hopeless. He snorted coldly, and his figure flashed, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the sky. But before he left, he left a cruel word: "What you did today will be punished more severely by the heavens, just wait!"

Yun Yao looked at the direction where the Supervisor left, feeling mixed emotions. She knew that this game with the Heavenly Dao had just begun, but as long as she joined hands with Chu Mochen and the disciples who shared life and death with her supported her, they would never back down even if the road ahead was full of thorns.

"Is everyone okay?" Yun Yao turned to look at her disciples, her eyes full of concern.

The disciples shook their heads, indicating that it was nothing serious. Ye Wuhen stepped forward, looking solemn, "Master, today's incident is probably just the beginning. Since the Heavenly Dao has set its sights on us, there will definitely be troubles in the future."

Chu Mochen put away the Xuanbing Blade and patted Ye Wuhen on the shoulder: "It's okay, if an enemy comes, we will fight him; if a flood comes, we will block it with earth. Since the way of heaven is unfair, we will create a fair path ourselves."

Yun Yao nodded slightly. She looked at the Yunhua Sect, a land that carries hope and dreams, and swore secretly in her heart: No matter what the future holds, she will use her hands to protect all that is hard-earned, let the true rhyme of Taoism spread to every corner, and let every life break free from the shackles of fate and fly freely.

With the concerted efforts of everyone, Yunhua Sect began the reconstruction and restoration work. Although the disciples were tired, their eyes showed tenacity. They moved huge stones and repaired damaged buildings, as if telling a story about rebirth and hope.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were also busy. While recuperating from their injuries, they discussed strategies to deal with the Heavenly Dao. They knew that the next crisis might be just around the corner. Only by constantly improving their strength and gathering more true Dao rhyme could they gain a firm foothold in this ever-changing world of cultivation.

In the night sky, the stars twinkled, as if witnessing the transformation of the Yunhua Sect. The figures of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were stretched very long under the moonlight. Their story was like an exciting war song, slowly playing in this world of cultivation, telling the legend of defying the will of heaven and asking for sincerity...