Chapter 31

Su Zhong and Ren Woxing carried Linghuchong up the Blackwood Cliff with Wen Tian.

At the front, Shangguan Yun led the way. He was a trusted confidant of Ren Woxing, and without his guidance, it would be as difficult as climbing to the heavens to reach the Blackwood Cliff.

Shangguan Yun greeted the guards along the way, occasionally speaking the secret code of the Blackwood Cliff. The guards checked the waist badges, and the security was extremely tight.

At every checkpoint along the way, if not for someone leading them, Su Zhong would never be able to reach the Blackwood Cliff on his own, no matter how high his martial arts skills were.

Not only that, the Blackwood Cliff soared into the clouds. To climb it, one had to use a basket, and it required four winches, taking four trips to reach the top.

Even if Su Zhong could use tools to climb the sheer cliff of the Blackwood Cliff, there were disciples guarding every step. The place was brightly lit, and various traps and hidden weapons were densely placed. Before he could climb up, he would already be riddled with arrows.

"Almost there to see Dongfang Bubai, everyone be careful not to show any weakness!" Ren Woxing turned and whispered.

Shangguan Yun led the way, speaking flattering words. He praised Dongfang Bubai's literary and martial virtues, benevolence, and righteousness, using flowery language.

Except for Su Zhong, the others did not look too good. The words were too nauseating, and seeing the people on the Blackwood Cliff speaking with such seriousness made it even more bizarre and crazy.

The group was led by two purple-robed men to the door. The leader, with a blank expression, said to Shangguan Yun, "Manager Yang wants to see you, go in." Then he ignored the group.

This man was so rude, but Shangguan Yun still nodded and bowed to see him off.

After entering the inner hall, they did not see Yang Lianting. They waited for about half an incense stick's time before Yang Lianting finally arrived.

Shangguan Yun immediately started flattering, showing his loyalty. His face did not turn red, and he did not even pant, truly disgusting.

Su Zhong watched coldly. Who would have thought that the Sun Moon Holy Sect, which made people tremble in fear, would have such a scene of flattery and hypocrisy every day.

And everyone performed with great effort!

After a long show of loyalty, the group finally met Dongfang Bubai.

Deep in the long hall, separated by a curtain, the people below could only vaguely see Dongfang Bubai's figure.

Others might not be sure, but Su Zhong immediately recognized that this was an imposter.

His sword intent was highly developed, with many wondrous uses. Su Zhong had been using his sword intent to explore the environment for a long time, like a radar scan. When his sword intent touched Dongfang Bubai, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

That person's spirit, energy, and vitality were scattered, not forming a whole.

He was just an ordinary person who had never practiced martial arts, even worse than an ordinary person!

At this moment, a voice from outside the long hall shouted, "Dongfang brother, was it really you who ordered me to be captured?"

The voice was old but full of internal strength. The entire hall was shaken by the shout, as if the whole hall was trembling.

Yang Lianting, who had no martial arts skills, turned pale from the shock.

After recovering, he coldly shouted, "Tong Buxiong, this is the Chengde Hall. Do you still respect the Sect Leader by shouting and yelling? Why don't you kneel when you see the Sect Leader? Why don't you praise the Sect Leader's literary and martial virtues?"

Tong Buxiong laughed loudly, looking at Yang Lianting with ridicule, "When I fought with Dongfang brother to establish the sect, you were not even born. Who are you to speak to me?"

Yang Lianting, insulted by Tong Buxiong, turned green with anger. He waved his hand to have Tong Buxiong's children and grandchildren brought to the long hall.

Tong Buxiong's hair stood on end, his face turning red with anger, "Yang Lianting, if you have any grievances, come at me. Why are you taking it out on my children and grandchildren?"

Yang Lianting's eyes flashed with satisfaction, thinking of forcing Tong Buxiong to admit to colluding with Ren Woxing.

Others were unsure if Dongfang Bubai would notice the deception and did not dare to act rashly. But Su Zhong had long determined that the Dongfang Bubai was a fake.

He had no interest in watching this play.

Ignoring Ren Woxing's angry gaze, Su Zhong suddenly appeared in front of Yang Lianting, staring straight at him, "Take me to see Dongfang Bubai."

Yang Lianting was about to put on a show of authority to punish Tong Buxiong, but the sudden appearance of a person scared him so much that he fell to the ground.

"Guards! Guards! Someone is trying to assassinate! Capture him! Capture him!" Yang Lianting shouted.

A group of purple-robed men immediately rushed into the long hall.

Ren Woxing's face turned ashen, "I knew this kid couldn't be relied on! We can't wait any longer, let's act!"

Linghuchong leaped up, drawing the long sword hidden on his person. Wen Tian also pulled out a weapon from under the stretcher and handed it to Ren Woxing and Ren Yingying. He himself pulled the stretcher rope, which turned out to be a flexible whip.

Tong Buxiong stared in shock at the sudden change, but before he could react, Ren Woxing had already rushed towards Dongfang Bubai.

The fake Dongfang Bubai immediately ran, but how could he outrun Ren Woxing, who had excellent lightness skills? Ren Woxing caught up in two steps and struck him to the ground. The man twitched a few times and died.

Ren Woxing was stunned, then laughed loudly, "This Dongfang Bubai is a fake!"

Turning to look at Su Zhong, he remembered that Su Zhong had not paid attention to the fake Dongfang Bubai. Had he seen through it long ago? Ren Woxing's face turned sour.

"Yang Lianting, if you don't want to suffer, take me to see Dongfang Bubai. Anyway, he is so powerful, who knows who will suffer in the end." Su Zhong stood casually to the side, speaking calmly without rushing.

Su Zhong, who had read the original story, knew that although this person had no talent, his temper was quite stubborn. Torturing him would not be effective.

Ren Woxing, holding the fake Dongfang Bubai, shouted to the still fighting group, "This Dongfang Bubai is a fake, you have all been deceived. I am the former Sect Leader Ren Woxing, why don't you stop fighting?"

The purple-robed men looked at each other, feeling uneasy. They were not opposed to stopping the fight, but they did not recognize Dongfang Bubai, and some had never even heard of him.

Dongfang Bubai feared Ren Woxing, so the sect members rarely mentioned him. These purple-robed men were new forces cultivated by the Sun Moon Holy Sect and did not know about Ren Woxing.

"Where is Dongfang Bubai!" Ren Woxing shouted at the purple-robed guards!

But they did not know, and for a moment, they were hesitant to speak.

Ren Woxing had been imprisoned for over a decade, always thinking of revenge. He hated Dongfang Bubai so much that he wanted to skin him and eat his flesh. Not finding Dongfang Bubai, he went mad.

His figure flashed, and his palms struck out repeatedly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, four or five purple-robed men were killed by Ren Woxing. The other purple-robed guards scattered in fear. Ren Woxing's anger surged, and he coldly shouted, "Run? You can't escape! Die!"

After several pursuits, he killed another seven or eight people.

Everyone was terrified into silence.

Finally, someone could not bear the tension and shouted, "Dongfang Bubai's whereabouts are mysterious, only Yang Lianting knows where he is. Go find Yang Lianting, go find him!"

Ren Woxing was extremely excited, his figure flashing as he pounced on Yang Lianting. Upon reaching him, he immediately saw Su Zhong, who had been staring at Yang Lianting.

"Boy, get out of the way!" Ren Woxing glared at Su Zhong with red eyes.

Su Zhong ignored Ren Woxing and smiled gently at Yang Lianting, "What do you think?"

"Boy, you're asking for death!" Ren Woxing said, raising his palm to strike Su Zhong.

"Fine, I'll take you. The Sect Leader's martial arts are the best in the world, so I'll just take you to your death!"

Ren Woxing's face turned purple, his hand raised, unsure whether to strike.

Su Zhong ignored Ren Woxing, letting Yang Lianting lead the way, with Su Zhong following behind.

Through a secret passage, they finally reached a small garden on the Blackwood Cliff. Indeed, it was full of birdsong and flowers, incredibly beautiful.

As soon as Su Zhong entered the garden, he immediately felt a massive energy presence deep within. His sharp sword intent immediately sensed the overwhelming power.

"Brother Lian, which great hero have you brought here?" Dongfang Bubai's voice was sharp and grating.

"Hmph! It's no one else, just your old rival Ren Woxing." Yang Lianting glared at Ren Woxing with hatred. He knew that without Su Zhong's protection, he would have been severely injured.

"Oh! Sect Leader Ren? Not Sect Leader Ren. Sect Leader Ren's skills are not bad, but he hasn't reached this level. Such a powerful sword intent, could it be Ren Yingying's beloved, Linghuchong? Truly a hero of the world." Dongfang Bubai praised.

The group looked at each other, all turning to look at Linghuchong, who was confused. He knew he had not even comprehended sword intent, let alone have such a powerful one.

Ren Woxing's face turned ashen. Although his martial arts were not invincible, he was definitely one of the top experts in the world. Dongfang Bubai's disdain made him furious, but as a cunning leader, he suppressed his anger and waited to see what would happen.

"Yang Lianting, go behind Dongfang Bubai. I don't want you to affect his martial arts performance." Su Zhong stood in the flower bed, looking at Dongfang Bubai behind the curtain.

He had tried to lock onto Dongfang Bubai with his sword intent several times, but it was like it disappeared into the sea, vanishing behind the curtain.

Truly worthy of being the greatest expert in the world.

In the world of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," martial arts were not very prevalent. The only people he had seen who comprehended sword intent were Feng Qingyang and Zuo Lengshan. Fangzheng of Shaolin and Chongxu of Wudang might have comprehended it, but he had never seen them.

Su Zhong was certain that Dongfang Bubai had comprehended intent.

He could clearly feel a vast and powerful aura behind the curtain!

Yang Lianting glared at Su Zhong but did not argue, walking behind the curtain as instructed.

"Is this young master Lin Yang, the deadly swordsman? Truly a young hero. Protecting my brother Lian, I am deeply grateful. But coming to the Blackwood Cliff to challenge me ruins our happy days. I cannot hold back." These words were spoken logically, but they sounded strange to everyone.

Especially his high-pitched, feminine voice, which made people's teeth grind.

"Enough talk, others are already at your doorstep, and you're still dilly-dallying!" Yang Lianting shouted angrily.

Dongfang Bubai repeatedly apologized, not showing any anger.

"Be careful, young swordsman, I'm coming!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the temperature in the small garden suddenly rose. The flowers and grass began to wither! Everyone felt their mouths dry and tongues parched, as if they were under the scorching sun!

"The Sunflower Manual can actually cultivate such a sun-like, domineering intent! Impressive! Truly the greatest in the world!"

Su Zhong drew his sword, laughing loudly.

The deadly sword intent burst forth, a cold aura spreading rapidly. Frost formed on the leaves and flowers!

Before the two had even engaged, the entire small garden was already in chaos.

On Su Zhong's side, it was icy and snowy! On Dongfang Bubai's side, the leaves withered, as if under the scorching sun!

Truly, the sun rises in the east, domineering and powerful!

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