Chapter 95

Seeing Duan Yu lost in thought, Bai Xiaosheng followed his gaze and saw Wang Yuyan, a bitter smile forming in his heart. This guy is still falling in, isn't he! He opened his mouth to wake Duan Yu, but a whistling sound in the air changed his words.

He turned his head and called out, "Who's there?"

Everyone was startled and looked around, but no one was in sight. Bai Xiaosheng's gaze had already shifted to a pine tree on the other side. Amidst the dense foliage, a faint yellow color was moving.

As everyone looked around, one by one, pieces of meat were thrown by the newcomer, landing on the chessboard. Seeing the moves, Su Xinghe was very pleased and said, "Another master has arrived, I am greatly honored."

Across from him, Murong Fu's face turned grim, his gaze fixed on the disruptor,鸠摩智 (Jiumozhi). Jiumozhi, who had seen and thought about the puzzle, knew it was unsolvable. After making a few moves, he revealed himself, landing beside the chessboard, and gently smiled at Murong Fu, "Young Master Murong, you try to solve the puzzle, and I will make two moves on your behalf. Don't be offended."

"Humph!" Murong Fu coldly snorted and ignored him. Beside Bai Xiaosheng, Duan Yu jumped in fright, leaning closer to Bai Xiaosheng and whispered, "That demon Jiumozhi is here again!"

"Fourth Brother, with the Northern Sea Divine Skill and the Six Pulse Divine Sword, why should you fear him?" Bai Xiaosheng chuckled and whispered back.

How could Duan Yu not be afraid? Although he had three supreme martial arts, he never considered himself a martial artist, always seeing himself as a weak scholar.

"Second Brother, you know, my skills are inconsistent. I can handle ordinary people, but Jiumozhi is too formidable. I am no match for him."

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head, a bitter smile on his face. Duan Yu had only started learning martial arts after understanding his true identity. At that time, he wanted to prove himself and not tarnish the Duan family's name with the identity of a villain's son. Now, Duan Yu had no heart for martial arts.

Turning his gaze back, Murong Fu had made a few moves and was at a critical point. Looking at the chessboard, he was deep in thought, his hand holding a white piece, hesitating.

Beside him, Jiumozhi smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Murong, though your martial arts are strong, your chess skills are average." As he spoke, he moved a white piece on the board, helping Murong Fu through the critical point.

Murong Fu's brows furrowed, a look of realization in his eyes, but he refused to admit defeat, "Not necessarily." He continued to play with Su Xinghe, but when he reached the second critical point, he stopped, his brows tightly furrowed, and his hand gripping the white piece tightly.

Jiumozhi laughed heartily, "Young Master Murong, do you need to think about this? Of course, it's here." He made another move for Murong Fu, opening up the board again.

This chess skill made everyone look at the monk with new respect, even Su Xinghe was pleasantly surprised. This monk could follow his chess moves without thinking, truly formidable!

What Su Xinghe didn't know was that Jiumozhi had seen and deeply thought about the puzzle. In his mind, the puzzle was unsolvable, and no matter how many moves were made, it was useless.

Jiumozhi's two moves to solve the puzzle made Murong Fu's face turn red with embarrassment. He glared at Jiumozhi and angrily said, "You're just causing trouble! Why don't you solve it yourself?"

Jiumozhi was delighted and said, "This puzzle is unsolvable by anyone in the world, used to trick people. I know my limits and don't want to waste my energy on futile things. Young Master Murong, if you can't even escape the entanglements at the edges, how can you aspire to rule the land?"

Murong Fu was shaken, a mix of emotions overwhelming him. He kept thinking about Jiumozhi's words: "If you can't even escape the entanglements at the edges, how can you aspire to rule the land?"

Perhaps Jiumozhi didn't know about the Murong family, but his words hit Murong Fu's weak spot. He was drawn into the puzzle, the pieces blurring into soldiers and camps, surrounding and fighting each other. Murong Fu saw his white-armored troops surrounded by black-armored enemies, unable to break free, his heart growing more anxious.

Suddenly, Murong Fu's eyes widened, his face twisted in a fierce expression. He drew his sword and shouted, "The destiny of the Murong family has ended, all efforts are in vain. I have devoted my life, but it all ends in nothing! It is fate, what more can I say?"

The sudden change shocked everyone. They never expected Murong Fu to attempt suicide while playing chess. No one had anticipated this, and Deng Baichuan and the others rushed to stop him, but their powers were gone, and they were too late.

"Cousin..." Wang Yuyan's panicked cry woke Duan Yu. Without thinking, he pointed a finger and shouted, "You mustn't do this!" There was a "puff" sound, and Murong Fu's sword wavered, clattering to the ground.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned, only Jiumozhi smiled, "Young Master Duan, what a fine move of the Six Pulse Divine Sword!"

Murong Fu's sword fell, and he was startled, waking from his trance. Wang Yuyan held his hand, shaking it, and said, "Cousin! If you can't solve the puzzle, so what? Why do you want to take your own life?" Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Murong Fu was dazed, not understanding Wang Yuyan's words, and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Wang Yuyan said, "Fortunately, Young Master Duan knocked the sword from your hand, otherwise... otherwise..."

Gongye Gan also said, "Fortunately, Young Master Duan knocked the sword from your hand, otherwise... otherwise..."

Murong Fu nodded, stood up, and walked to Duan Yu, "Was that move just now truly the Six Pulse Divine Sword? I didn't see it. Could you show me again so I can see it?"

Hearing this, Duan Yu glanced at Jiumozhi, afraid that he would capture him again after seeing the Six Pulse Divine Sword. Beside him, Bai Xiaosheng shook his head. Murong Fu was obsessed with restoring his family's glory, but his character was flawed, and his heart was not broad enough. As Jiumozhi said, if you can't even escape a minor entanglement, how can you aspire to rule the land?

To achieve great things, one must have a broad heart and great courage. How can one succeed without them?

Duan Yu's Six Pulse Divine Sword was inconsistent, and he didn't want to use it again, even if he wanted to, he couldn't. Moreover, Jiumozhi was still there. Murong Fu didn't insist, thanked Duan Yu, and praised him a bit.

In the original story, Duan Yanqing arrived at this moment, and now he did come, along with Yue Laosan and Ye Erniang. However, they were not there on their own but were brought by a group of people.

The footsteps at the valley entrance and the sudden appearance of people shocked everyone. Who had the power to capture the three great villains at once?

They hurriedly looked at the valley entrance. Su Xinghe and his disciples frowned at the clothes of the newcomers. Su Xinghe stood up, followed by the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass, and they took a few steps forward. At this moment, the people outside also entered, and the one they protected in the center was a man with a plain appearance, dressed in rough clothes.

"Xuzhu greets Senior Brother Su!" The man walked to Su Xinghe and bowed slowly. His words made everyone in the valley look at the young man in surprise.

Everyone knew that Xuzhu from Xingxiu Lake was highly skilled and very young, but they never expected him to be so young. He had been famous for over ten years; he couldn't have been only ten years old when he became famous.

Everyone was stunned, and Bai Xiaosheng couldn't help but comment, but thinking of the monsters in the Xianxia Sect, he had nothing more to say. The Heavenly Mountain Child had started practicing the Supreme Skill at six and swept through the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands by his teens.

Xuzhu, with the guidance of a穿越客 (穿越客, time traveler), being abnormal was understandable, especially since he practiced the Northern Sea Divine Skill.

Su Xinghe looked at Xuzhu with no expression. After Xuzhu greeted him, he didn't return the greeting and asked, "What brings you here, Junior Brother Xuzhu?"

Xuzhu smiled slightly and said, "Xuzhu heard that Senior Brother summoned the heroes of the world, so I came to see. On the way, I met the three great villains, who were also coming here. Xuzhu was afraid they would disturb Senior Brother, so I captured them."

"Humph!" Su Xinghe coldly snorted, "So I should thank you, Junior Brother?" He emphasized the words "Junior Brother," and his tone clearly showed his displeasure.

Everyone was curious about the relationship between these two. Clearly, something was wrong!

Xuzhu was also surprised. He had only met Su Xinghe twice: once when his master introduced him, and once when he killed Ding Chunqiu, and Su Xinghe came to him.

Both times, Su Xinghe was polite, so why was he so unfriendly now?

What Xuzhu didn't know was that Su Xinghe set up the puzzle to find the next leader of the Xianxia Sect. As a Xianxia Sect disciple, Xuzhu should know this. Now, seeing Xuzhu come so openly, Su Xinghe suspected he was here to compete for the leadership. With this suspicion, how could he treat Xuzhu well?