Chapter 28

"Thirteen Deadly Swords!"

To everyone's surprise, this sword seemed to move in slow motion, allowing everyone to clearly see the trajectory of the sword technique.

A sense of admiration arose in his heart. Although the sword form was simple, it was very beautiful. But how could such a slow and sluggish sword technique hit anyone?

But Zuo Lengshan didn't feel it was slow at all. Facing the long sword, he knew better than anyone that this sword was incredibly fast.

The reason it felt slow was entirely due to the bizarre sword intent!

Zuo Lengshan's sense of foreboding grew stronger and stronger.

As the great master of the Songshan Sect, he was always the best in both martial arts and strategy. His opponents were always people like Ren Woxing and Shaolin Fangzheng.

Even Yue Buqun, he didn't take seriously. But the person in front of him, Su Zhong, gave him a sense of death?!

That sword intent, with its fatal allure, was too bizarre!

Zuo Lengshan didn't dare to be careless. He tightly guarded his mind, and the seventeen forms of the Great Songyang Divine Sword flowed through his heart.

In an instant, Zuo Lengshan's back straightened, as if he had transformed into a mountain, firmly rooted in place.

His internal energy was pushed to the limit, turning the broadsword entirely blue, with wisps of cold air emanating from it.

"Frost True Qi!"

He was using all his strength!

Clang!

Zuo Lengshan stood still, not moving an inch.

Su Zhong seemed to pass through Zuo Lengshan, emerging from behind him and stopping not far away.

Clang!

Zuo Lengshan's broadsword broke into two pieces, falling to the ground. A crystal-red line wrapped around Zuo Lengshan's neck.

His eyes were full of confusion, but his face bore a strange smile, as if he had seen something particularly captivating.

The great master of the Songshan Sect, Zuo Lengshan, was dead!

"Master Brother!"

"Rogue! Despicable! Rogue..."

"Ah..."

After a moment of shock, the eyes of the Songshan Thirteen Protectors suddenly widened, fear and disbelief quickly spreading across their faces.

They almost simultaneously shouted at Su Zhong!

Su Zhong's left arm was covered in white, frozen by the frost true qi.

Feeling the stiffness in his left arm, Su Zhong sighed inwardly at the extreme coldness of the frost true qi.

Even with his fully developed Bodhi True Qi, he was still frozen in one arm in the heat of the moment.

His left hand suddenly clenched into a fist.

Crack!

Fine ice shards flew, and Su Zhong turned to look at the Songshan Thirteen Protectors, their eyes red.

Yue Buqun was shocked, but he couldn't help feeling a bit pleased. Zuo Lengshan was his lifelong enemy, and to restore the Huashan Sect, Zuo Lengshan was the first obstacle.

The great master of the Songshan Sect died unexpectedly by the Luoshui River, in an unnamed wild forest?! Besides the sorrow for a fallen comrade, there was more shock and joy.

He was shocked by Su Zhong's martial arts, which were already formidable, and now had broken through to the innate realm. Wasn't he now on par with Feng Qingyang?!

He was delighted that Zuo Lengshan was dead, and the dire situation they were in seemed to be resolved.

Seeing the increasingly fierce Songshan Thirteen Protectors, Yue Buqun's lips curled.

"Master Brother Zuo was too careless. While sparring with Young Hero Lin, he was distracted. I was afraid of a mutual destruction, but I didn't expect Master Brother Zuo to pass away..." He even touched his eyes, looking deeply saddened, as if he was extremely regretful about Zuo Lengshan's death.

"Yue Buqun, don't pretend. Master Brother Zuo was killed by your Huashan Sect rogues. How do we settle this?! Hand over the 'Purple Mist Divine Skill' and cripple yourselves. Otherwise, none of you will leave here alive today." Lu Bai waved his broadsword, the tip pointing at Yue Buqun, his face filled with malice.

Yue Buqun showed no anger, still looking mournful. "Young Brother Lin's hand was too heavy, causing such a great disaster. Sigh... The 'Purple Mist Divine Skill' is our Huashan Sect's treasure. It cannot be lent to others. But as the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, it can be discussed. But which of you is the master of the Songshan Sect, and which is the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance?"

With these words, the Songshan Thirteen Protectors, who were united in enmity, suddenly paused.

Yue Buqun's lips curled. This was exactly the result he wanted.

Each of the Songshan Thirteen Protectors was a remarkable person. Whenever Yue Buqun thought of them, he used to envy the Songshan Sect.

But now, Yue Buqun felt nothing but mockery.

Zuo Lengshan was a man of great talent and martial prowess. While he was alive, he could suppress these arrogant individuals.

But now he was dead.

Yue Buqun's words had stirred their ambitions.

Yes! Master Brother is gone, so I can be the master too?!

Lu Bai stepped forward. "I am the second master of the Songshan Sect. The position of master naturally falls to me. Yue Buqun, hand over the 'Purple Mist Divine Skill.'"

Yue Buqun smiled coldly in his heart but showed a helpless expression, reaching into his robe as if to take something out.

"Wait! The position of master of the Songshan Sect is not a game. It should be held by the strongest. Second Master, I think I am more suitable!" Fei Bin suddenly stepped forward and interjected.

Yue Buqun was ruthless, and with just one sentence, he had sown discord among the Songshan Thirteen Protectors.

Could they not see through Yue Buqun's manipulation?

They could, but the immense power of the master's position was too tempting. Even though they saw through it, they still wanted to fight for it.

"Want to fight? Go back to your Songshan. I don't want to kill anyone else tonight." Su Zhong's eyes swept over everyone, even Yue Buqun, who was trying to stir up trouble.

Su Zhong didn't want to be a pawn for others.

The Songshan people only now remembered that there was still a more powerful wielder of the Thirteen Deadly Swords than Zuo Lengshan!

They couldn't defeat Zuo Lengshan, so he was the master. And Su Zhong, who could kill Zuo Lengshan, could naturally kill them too.

If they were united and worked together, Su Zhong, concerned for the safety of the Lin family, would be restrained and unable to use his full strength.

But now, with their divided hearts, they couldn't possibly work together to fight Su Zhong.

There was no chance.

Seeing their hesitation and indecision, Su Zhong let out a cold snort, and the fully developed Thirteen Deadly Sword Intent burst forth from his body.

Boom!

Everyone suddenly felt as if they were trapped in a cold hell, their thoughts frozen!

This was too terrifying!

Su Zhong released his sword intent and then retracted it.

The Songshan people didn't even say a harsh word, their figures flashing. They turned into shadows in the night, quickly leaving.

Yue Buqun watched the departing Songshan Thirteen Protectors and smiled coldly. How many of them would safely return to Songshan?

The temptation of the master's position, their divided hearts, and the plots and schemes made this a bloody path!

...

Peach Blossom Island

Su Zhong had been back for over a month.

He had been in seclusion, practicing his martial arts.

Although breaking through in battle allowed him to easily turn the tide and kill Zuo Lengshan, the earlier desperate struggle had injured his meridians.

Fortunately, Su Zhong had broken through to the innate realm, forming a grand cycle. The circulation of his internal energy naturally generated a vital force.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, the Thirteen Deadly Sword, which should have been filled with destructive intent, when integrated with the Bodhi True Qi, made the usually cold and icy Bodhi True Qi carry a life force.

At first, he couldn't understand it, but after careful thought, Su Zhong was at ease.

The Thirteen Deadly Sword was a sword of life and death. On the outside, it was a powerful and destructive sword intent, but inside, it was filled with the interpretation and love of life.

It was not hard to explain why the Bodhi True Qi carried a life force.

With this life force, Su Zhong recovered quickly.

Even so, it took him until now to fully repair his damaged meridians.

Today, Su Zhong finally emerged from his seclusion.

The Thirteen Deadly Sword had been perfected, his sword intent fully developed, and his internal energy reached the innate realm. He was in an extremely good mood.

He had become one of the top few in the world of "Smiling, Proud Wanderer." For the upcoming battle with Dongfang Bubai, Su Zhong was full of anticipation.

Spreading his sword intent, Su Zhong quickly found the Lin family and others.

In the peach grove, in the pavilion.

Lin Shi was holding Yue Lingshan's hand, asking her about her family, making Yue Lingshan's cheeks turn red.

Lin Zhenan sat to the side, smoking his pipe, watching Lin Pingzhi and Xiao Sheng spar, nodding in satisfaction.

Lin Pingzhi, having learned the Thirteen Deadly Sword, was no longer a match for Lin Zhenan.

But Lin Zhenan, now content with a life of seclusion, had no desire to compete, and he was happy that his son had surpassed him.

However, Xiao Sheng, who had been trained by Su Zhong since childhood, was not a match for Lin Pingzhi.

In this sparring, Xiao Sheng was mostly feeding Lin Pingzhi moves.

In this world, besides Su Zhong, only Xiao Sheng, who had witnessed the creation of the Thirteen Deadly Sword, understood it well.

Feeding Lin Pingzhi moves was perfect.

"Good, it seems you haven't been lazy this month."

Su Zhong slowly walked out of the peach grove, and everyone immediately looked at him.

Strangely, Su Zhong, who was usually cold, was now smiling.

Lin Shi, seeing her eldest son's sunny smile, almost shed tears.

From a young age, Su Zhong had always been gloomy and even cold. He had never smiled like this before.

"Master!" Xiao Sheng respectfully bowed and walked behind Su Zhong, remaining silent.

"Brother!" Lin Pingzhi's face lit up, but then he trembled, clearly remembering Su Zhong's madness by the river a month ago.

Su Zhong walked straight into the pavilion.

Lin Shi grabbed Su Zhong and pinched his cheek.

"Yang, your smile is so beautiful. I wonder how many young ladies will be captivated by it in the future."

Su Zhong let Lin Shi pinch his cheek, feeling her deep concern, his heart warm. But he didn't respond to her words.

He was about to face Dongfang Bubai, with an uncertain outcome, and had no time for romance.

However, Su Zhong didn't contradict her face-to-face, always smiling. His eyes, which were usually indifferent, were now exceptionally gentle. And for the first time, he called Lin Zhenan "Father."

Lin Zhenan felt honored and surprised. Although everyone was curious about his change, they didn't ask. Even if they did, Su Zhong wouldn't tell them.

With the Thirteen Deadly Sword Intent fully developed, the extreme yin had turned to yang, and his mindset had undergone a significant change. His previously cold and ruthless sword heart, though powerful, was somewhat extreme.

Now, with his sword heart complete, it was lively and pure, like crystal. It was like a mirror, reflecting the world.

"Why are you here?" Su Zhong looked at Yue Lingshan.

Yue Lingshan wasn't afraid of Su Zhong at all, which surprised him. "It's all your fault."

After Yue Lingshan's explanation, Su Zhong learned that killing Zuo Lengshan had caused a huge storm in the martial world.

First, there was internal turmoil in the Songshan Sect, with most of the Songshan Thirteen Protectors dead, leaving only three.

The position of master of the Songshan Sect finally went to Le Hou.

During this period, the Songshan Sect, due to his actions, had a verbal conflict with the Huashan Sect.

At this time, the reputation of the "Gentleman's Sword" finally showed its power.

The words of a gentleman were naturally more credible.

Because of this, Su Zhong avoided the stigma of being a villain, while the Huashan Sect was pushed to the forefront.

Linghuchong's expulsion from the Huashan Sect for associating with outlaws further plunged the Huashan Sect into chaos.

The martial world was in turmoil due to these events. It took almost two months for things to calm down.