Chapter 30

"Good. In recent years, Zuo Lengshan has been in seclusion, cultivating the Ice Cold True Qi. He is already one of the top experts in the world, but he still died at the hands of the Death-Dealing Sword." Xiang Wentian thought about the battle with Su Zhong and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Oh. I didn't expect that after being imprisoned for over ten years, the martial world would be so lively. How is the Death-Dealing Sword's skill?" Ren Woxing sighed.

Xiang Wentian's face changed: "Lord, this person's skills are extremely high. I once had a brief confrontation with him and lost."

Ren Woxing's expression turned serious: "Even Xiang Brother couldn't match him? It seems this person's martial arts are truly outstanding."

"But how did Xiang Brother end up fighting him?" Ren Woxing asked curiously. Since they had already clashed, and Xiang Wentian admitted defeat, why did the other person let him go?

Xiang Wentian's face was strange, and after hesitating for a long time, he clasped his hands and said: "Lord, it wasn't us who provoked him, but he actively sought out Miss."

Ren Woxing's face changed: "He dared to harm Yingying?!"

"That's not the case," Xiang Wentian replied immediately.

"Then why did he seek out Yingying?"

"He went to Miss to discuss a deal." Without waiting for Ren Woxing to ask, Xiang Wentian blurted out the whole story.

"In recent years, to avoid arousing Dongfang Bubai's suspicion, I didn't dare to make big moves. After much investigation, I finally determined Lord's location. However, the precise information came from the Death-Dealing Sword."

"How do you mean?" Ren Woxing's face turned grim. He was secretly imprisoned at the bottom of the West Lake, unknown to outsiders. How did this Death-Dealing Sword know his whereabouts? Could he be one of Dongfang Bubai's people? If so, wouldn't this escape from the dungeon be dangerous?

Xiang Wentian, who had been with Ren Woxing for a long time, guessed his thoughts from his expression.

"Lord, rest assured. I have thoroughly investigated this person's background. Even his ancestors have been thoroughly checked. He is definitely not one of Dongfang Bubai's lackeys."

Ren Woxing's expression eased, but he still had some doubts.

Xiang Wentian knew that Ren Woxing's suspicious nature was acting up and continued: "This young man is the eldest son of the Fuyi Escort Agency. His ancestor was the once-feared Lin Yuan. Moreover, when he entered the martial world, Dongfang Bubai had already stopped managing the sect. They have no connection."

Ren Woxing's doubts dissipated, and his expression suddenly became strange: "Young man? You mean the person who killed Zuo Lengshan is a young man?"

Xiang Wentian's face was full of shame: "He is only seventeen years old. I lost to him, disgracing Lord. Please punish me, Lord."

"You mean he is only seventeen years old?!" Ren Woxing was shocked: "What a terrifying talent."

Then his heart was filled with a surge of ambition: "Zuo Lengshan actually died at the hands of a young man. It seems that after being the sect leader for so many years, he has been distracted by worldly matters and neglected his cultivation. This time, my emergence will be the time to stir up great changes in the world."

"Hmm. At such a young age, to have such martial arts. If he could be used by me, it would be even better," Ren Woxing said.

Xiang Wentian didn't speak. Although Lord's martial arts were outstanding, he felt that the other person wasn't much worse. Moreover, the Death-Dealing Sword's obsession with martial arts made him hard to control.

"What kind of deal did he discuss with Yingying?" Ren Woxing, calming down, suddenly thought of the deal Xiang Wentian mentioned.

Xiang Wentian's eyes still carried a look of disbelief: "He wants to go to Blackwood Cliff to challenge Dongfang Bubai."

"What did you say?" Ren Woxing looked as if Xiang Wentian had made a mistake.

"He wants to challenge Dongfang Bubai," Ren Woxing repeated.

Ren Woxing's eyes widened, and his face turned cold: "Hmph! At such a young age, he is already thinking of fame. He wants to rise to prominence by stepping on Dongfang Bubai's name? I think he has been blinded by the fame of the martial world!"

Xiang Wentian didn't speak, thinking that Lord might be wrong.

However, he didn't correct him. Without meeting the Death-Dealing Sword in person, one wouldn't notice his special qualities.

Challenging the world's number one, Dongfang Bubai, at such a young age, could easily be seen as seeking fame and profit.

"Then, Lord, do we need to take him to Blackwood Cliff?"

Ren Woxing laughed coldly and calculated: "Take him, of course. Although I look down on Zuo Lengshan, his talent is indeed not bad. Since this Lin Yang can kill Zuo Lengshan, his skills must be good. Having one more person will give us more support."

"Will it ruin Lord's plans?" Xiang Wentian asked cautiously.

Ren Woxing waved his hand and stood there casually: "No need to worry. If he behaves, we'll take him. Let him see the vastness of the world. If he causes trouble, my Sucking Star Technique hasn't been used for a long time."

Xiang Wentian felt that the Death-Dealing Sword Lin Yang wasn't easy to control. He looked up at Ren Woxing, who was full of confidence and dominance, and hesitated for a long time before finally not saying anything to dissuade him.

He had gradually noticed that the Lord, who had been imprisoned for ten years, had changed. His dominance remained, but he had become more reckless. He didn't dare to speak as freely as before.

...

At the bottom of the West Lake prison

Linghuchong was imprisoned in a damp and stuffy room, feeling extremely restless.

So he took off his clothes and lay on the iron bed to cool down.

When his skin touched the cold iron bed, after the initial chill, Linghuchong soon noticed the words engraved on the bed.

"Internal energy spreads to the limbs and all the bones... like the sea that can hold a hundred rivers..."

Linghuchong was confused. This internal cultivation method was completely different from what he had learned. He thought it must be something a predecessor, who was bored, had written while imprisoned.

Probably to trick those who were imprisoned here.

Those with good martial arts skills who were imprisoned here would, if they discovered the words on the iron bed, assume it was a profound martial arts secret.

In their excitement, they would hurriedly practice. The result would be the dissipation of their internal energy, and they would lose all their cultivation.

Thinking of this, Linghuchong felt a sense of relief. This predecessor had come up with a clever idea. He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After enjoying himself for a while, he suddenly remembered that he was also imprisoned here. He wondered if he would ever be free. How was Yingying? How was Brother Xiang? How were Master, Mistress, and Little Sister?

Thinking about this, Linghuchong fell asleep.

In a daze, he started practicing the words on the iron bed. When he woke up, he found that his internal energy had already spread to his limbs and all the bones.

Linghuchong was shocked, but then he realized that the internal energy that had been tangled inside him was now empty.

The fatal internal injury had unexpectedly healed! Linghuchong was overjoyed and immediately focused all his attention on studying the iron bed's cultivation method.

Unbeknownst to him, he had practiced the world-renowned Sucking Star Technique.

...

"Master, someone on the shore has sent you a letter." Xiao Sheng respectfully handed a letter to Su Zhong.

The envelope was addressed to "Death-Dealing Sword Lin Yang," with neat and elegant handwriting, clearly written by a woman.

Su Zhong's heart stirred. Could it be about that matter? He opened it and found it was indeed a letter from Ren Yingying.

After causing a commotion at Shaolin, Ren Woxing could no longer hold back. He was preparing to attack Blackwood Cliff and seize the position of the sect leader.

Su Zhong's face broke into a smile, but his heart was calm.

He had been preparing for this battle for several months.

First, he focused on guiding Lin Pingzhi and revising the Death-Dealing Sword's sword manual. He gradually transferred the management of Peach Blossom Island to Lin Zhen.

He feared he might never return.

"Xiao Sheng, you have been with me since you were young. I will be leaving Peach Blossom Island for a while. I don't know if I will return alive. From today, you are free. You can go wherever you want. If you want to stay on Peach Blossom Island, you can stay. The wine shop will still give you a share. No matter what, you will be well-provided for the rest of your life." Su Zhong looked up and said to Xiao Sheng, who had been with him since he was young.

"Master, I will stay on Peach Blossom Island and serve Lord and Lady." Xiao Sheng was reluctant. His martial arts were all taught by Su Zhong, and he always regarded Su Zhong as his master.

Hearing that Su Zhong's journey was dangerous, he knew he couldn't help, so he decided to protect Lord and Lady. At least he wouldn't let Master worry.

Su Zhong nodded, feeling satisfied. He had only wanted a test subject at the time, but unexpectedly gained Xiao Sheng's loyalty. This was a pleasant surprise, partly due to Xiao Sheng's honest and straightforward nature.

However, with Xiao Sheng's words, Su Zhong's only concern disappeared.

Xiao Sheng was already an early-stage innate martial artist. He couldn't dominate the world, but he was more than enough to protect Peach Blossom Island.

...

At the foot of Blackwood Cliff

"Are you Lin Yang?" Ren Woxing, dressed in black, with his hands behind his back and his chin slightly raised, examined Su Zhong. His hair was white but neatly combed.

Facing this once and future dominant figure of the martial world, Su Zhong was very calm. He bowed slightly, showing respect but maintaining a distance.

Ren Woxing snorted coldly, his face full of displeasure. Su Zhong's distance made him feel that Su Zhong was particularly arrogant.

"Indeed, this is a young man who has been blinded by fame and profit. Without enough experience and the lessons of blood, they will not understand the importance of respect. When we fight, he might wet his pants in fear," Ren Woxing thought mockingly.

In contrast, he looked at Linghuchong with appreciation.

Being chosen by Feng Qingyang, Linghuchong had his unique qualities. Moreover, he had unexpectedly learned the Sucking Star Technique, making him a half-disciple.

Ren Woxing was satisfied with Linghuchong's background, martial arts, appearance, and character. The only issue was his lax and unruly nature, which was not good.

"Once we reach Blackwood Cliff, do not make any rash moves until we see Dongfang Bubai. Blackwood Cliff is full of traps. If we make