Xiaolang's Secret Technique

Synopsis of Wolong Sheng’s wuxia novel The Young Master’s Secret Move

August 10. The autumn air was crisp and clear. At the foot of Huanglian Peak, in Bitter Gourd Valley, beneath a great locust tree, the zither rang out and sandalwood incense curled through the air. What a perfectly matched pair they made! The young man wore white and was handsome and dashing. His hands moved over the zither strings as he gazed at the girl in yellow leaning against him. Her phoenix eyes were hazy with emotion, and she was lost in the music and her lover’s tender affection. It seemed that only the two of them remained in all the world.

“Juan, my dear!”

“Brother Qi!”

Overcome with passion, they embraced and kissed fiercely. Suddenly, a piercing scream rang out: “Ah!”

“Divine Swordsman” Yu Kunqi lifted the ancient zither with his right hand and pointed his left index finger at the yellow-clad girl, her face stricken with alarm. He cried out bitterly, “Mei Juan... you...”