Chapter 96

Wang Yue arrived at the Qunyu Courtyard in Hengyang City and settled into a room on the second floor. Since the Qunyu Courtyard had been reserved by Qu Yang, it would be a waste not to stay there.

"How tyrannical the embroidery needle is." Wang Yue was shocked; it was his first time truly experiencing the power of the Sunflower Manual.

Condensing ten thousand pounds of force into a single embroidery needle, the power was terrifying and domineering. Even a grandmaster martial artist would not be able to withstand it, let alone Wang Yue with his current level of martial arts.

With Wang Yue's grandmaster martial arts realm, he managed to dodge only nine embroidery needles.

Wang Yue looked at his injured arm and saw two small holes the size of needle pricks. The embroidery needle had pierced straight through his arm.

Although the wound was small, the innate true qi contained in the embroidery needle continuously damaged his qi and meridians.

"Innate true qi, truly troublesome." Wang Yue frowned. "Innate true qi is on the same level as the innate true qi of internal martial arts. I am only a first-class martial artist, and the nature of my true qi is one level below innate true qi. It will probably take about ten days to expel this bit of innate true qi from my arm."

Wang Yue took out the silver needles he carried with him and inserted them into the acupoints on his injured arm.

...

The disciples of the Sun Moon Cult brought Dongfang Bubai to the Qunyu Courtyard. Dongfang Bubai looked at the signboard of the pavilion and sneered, "Qunyu Courtyard. Qu Yang is indeed a man of pleasure, to have reserved this place. Let's go in."

"Yes."

As soon as they entered the Qunyu Courtyard, Dongfang Bubai sensed a powerful martial artist. Judging by the aura, it was Wang Yue.

"Wang Yue is injured and came to the Qunyu Courtyard to recuperate." Dongfang Bubai thought to herself.

On the second floor of the Qunyu Courtyard, there was no one else besides Wang Yue, and Qu Yang was not even in the Qunyu Courtyard.

"Didn't you say Qu Yang was in the Qunyu Courtyard?" Dongfang Bubai asked. "Why isn't he here?"

The Sun Moon Cult disciple knelt down and said, "Report..."

"Shut up." Dongfang Bubai interrupted him. She did not want Wang Yue to hear their conversation and know her identity.

"Qu Yang might have gone out. You can leave now. I will wait for him here. I believe he will return soon." Dongfang Bubai said to the Sun Moon Cult disciple.

"Yes." The Sun Moon Cult disciple left.

...

Wang Yue's brows furrowed slightly. Dongfang Bubai is here too?

"Knock, knock..."

The sound of knocking on the door echoed.

"Wang Yue, open the door. I know you're inside." Dongfang Bubai said.

"Creak."

Wang Yue opened the door, glanced at Dongfang Bubai indifferently, and asked, "What is it? I don't have time to entertain you now."

Dongfang Bubai looked at Wang Yue's injured arm, which was full of silver needles.

"Your arm is seriously injured. My innate true qi is not easy to expel. Even if your medical skills are profound, it will probably take about ten days to heal your arm. Let me help you." Dongfang Bubai placed her hand on Wang Yue's arm, circulated her true qi, and extracted the innate true qi from his arm.

Without the innate true qi causing damage, Wang Yue used his hidden strength to shake off the silver needles, which all fell off his arm.

Now, Wang Yue just needed to use his hidden strength and blood qi to nourish his arm, and with some herbal medicine, he could recover in one or two days.

Wang Yue turned around, sat cross-legged in the room, closed his eyes to meditate, and ignored Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai looked at Wang Yue's back, opened her mouth several times, but the words died on her lips.

She wanted to mend her relationship with Wang Yue, but seeing his cold demeanor, she found it hard to speak.

"Alas." Dongfang Bubai sighed inwardly and left.

...

Qu Yang accidentally got some fecal water on his clothes while walking on the street, and a pungent smell emanated from him.

"Back Swallow Tower." Qu Yang looked at the restaurant and felt hungry. Just as he was about to enter, he was stopped by a waiter.

"Hey, hey, what do you want to do?" the waiter stopped Qu Yang. "You can't go in."

Qu Yang was already in a bad mood, and now being stopped by a waiter, he snapped, "Waiter, your shop is open for business, so of course I can go in to eat. I don't have time to argue with you."

Seeing Qu Yang trying to force his way in, the waiter was about to attack, but someone grabbed his arm.

It was Linghu Chong.

"Waiter, I'll pay for this senior's meal." Linghu Chong said to the waiter.

Qu Yang glanced at Linghu Chong indifferently and walked into the Back Swallow Tower.

Linghu Chong entered the Back Swallow Tower and heard the voices of Yilin and Tian Boguang.

Tian Boguang was forcing Yilin to drink and eat meat. As a Buddhist disciple, Yilin naturally refused.

To save Yilin, Linghu Chong engaged in a battle of wits and courage with Tian Boguang. Later, the leader of the Taishan Sect, Tianmen Daozhang, arrived and immediately tried to kill Tian Boguang.

Tianmen Daozhang was no match for Tian Boguang and had to retreat. As he left, he saw Linghu Chong with Tian Boguang and also harbored resentment towards him.

In the end, although Linghu Chong saved Yilin, he himself was severely injured.

Linghu Chong's old injuries had not yet healed, and now he had new ones, putting his life in danger.

Linghu Chong's fearlessness in the face of death impressed even Qu Yang.

There was no one like Linghu Chong in the Sun Moon Cult.

Yilin helped Linghu Chong out of the Back Swallow Tower and encountered Qingcheng Sect disciples Luo Renjie and Jia Renda, who were searching for Lin Pingzhi.

"Linghu Chong, I didn't expect to run into you here. Truly, we are enemies who meet in a narrow path," Luo Renjie sneered.

Linghu Chong, with blood at the corner of his mouth, smiled and said, "Oh, the famous 'Four Beasts of Qingcheng.' Do you want to show me the 'Buttocks Backward Flat Sand Goose Style' again? Haha... cough, cough..."

Luo Renjie and Jia Renda were in a bad mood because they hadn't found Lin Pingzhi. Now, with Linghu Chong's sarcastic remarks, they were enraged.

"You're asking for death."

Luo Renjie drew his sword and attacked Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong, severely injured, was no match for Luo Renjie.

"Bang."

Linghu Chong blocked the sword but was kicked away by Luo Renjie, falling to the ground and spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his qi and blood weak.

Linghu Chong knew he was about to die, and if he was to die, he wanted to take someone with him.

"Cough, cough... Don't you Qingcheng Sect want to find the Invincible Sword Manual?" Linghu Chong said weakly.

Luo Renjie's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward, asking, "Where is the Invincible Sword Manual?"

Linghu Chong drew a dagger and, with all his remaining strength, stabbed Luo Renjie.

"Brother."

Jia Renda was stunned. He hadn't expected Linghu Chong to attack Luo Renjie. If Luo Renjie died, he would be in trouble when he returned to his master, Yu Canghai.

Luo Renjie grabbed Jia Renda's hand and said, "Brother, tell Master to avenge me."

At that moment, Yilin helped Linghu Chong escape.

"Yilin, you should go. I won't live much longer..." Linghu Chong said softly.

Yilin shook her head. "No, I must save you."

Qu Yang shook his head, knowing that Linghu Chong was beyond saving.

"Alas, Linghu Chong is a true man. I will give him a proper burial," Qu Yang thought to himself.

...

Jia Renda dragged Luo Renjie's body to find Yu Canghai and encountered Dingsheng, the abbess of the Hengshan Sect, on the way.

Dingsheng was leading her disciples, searching for her young disciple Yilin.

"What happened? Whose body is this?" Dingsheng asked.

Jia Renda, tears streaming down his face, said, "I am Jia Renda of the Qingcheng Sect. This is the body of my senior brother Luo Renjie."

Dingsheng nodded. "Have you seen my young disciple Yilin? She wears a light red robe and is a little nun, a bit clumsy."

Jia Renda nodded. "I saw her. She was taken by Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang. My senior brother Luo Renjie was killed by that scoundrel Linghu Chong. I must tell my master to avenge my senior brother."

Dingsheng's brows furrowed, her eyes filled with anger, and she shouted, "What did you say? Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang took Yilin? How dare they!"

Who was Tian Boguang? He was a notorious lecher. If Yilin fell into his hands, she would be ruined.

Dingsheng was filled with anxiety.

...

Yue Lingshan, with her long sword by her side, was drinking and eating with Laoderuo, Lu Dayou, and other Huashan Sect disciples in a tavern.

In a corner of the tavern, Lin Pingzhi and Mugao Feng, disguised, were sitting.

"Lu Hou'er, didn't you say that as long as there's alcohol, we can find Senior Brother? We've searched all the taverns in Hengyang City, and this is the largest one. But we still haven't seen Senior Brother," Yue Lingshan asked Lu Dayou.

Lu Dayou felt a bit embarrassed, as he had previously guaranteed that they would find Linghu Chong wherever there was alcohol.

"Little Junior Sister, I don't know either. You know, Senior Brother loves alcohol. If he can't be found where there's alcohol, I don't know where he is," Lu Dayou said.

Laoderuo said, "Little Junior Sister, Sixth Junior Brother, stop arguing. Senior Brother probably hasn't arrived in Hengyang City yet. Once he does, I'm sure he will go to Uncle Liu's residence to find Master. For Uncle Liu's retirement ceremony, the leaders of the Five Great Sword Sects, the Qingcheng Sect, the Emei Sect, and the Beggar Sect are all here. Let's go find Master first."

Lin Pingzhi, sitting in the corner, heard that the Qingcheng Sect would also be there, and his eyes flashed with hatred. "I didn't expect Yu Canghai to be here!"

Mugao Feng's eyes flashed briefly, and he whispered, "Young man, be patient. Now is not the time for revenge. We need to think long-term."

At that moment, Dingsheng and her Hengshan Sect disciples entered the tavern, finally finding the Huashan Sect people.

"Hmph, I finally found you," Dingsheng sneered.

Laoderuo stood up, bowed, and said, "It's Senior Sister Dingsheng of the Hengshan Sect. What do you need from us?"

Dingsheng said sternly, "Where is Linghu Chong? He took my disciple Yilin. Make him return Yilin immediately. Otherwise, I won't be lenient!"

Dingsheng was truly angry. Normally, she referred to herself as 'poor nun,' but now she called herself 'this seat.'

This showed her anger and urgency.

The Huashan Sect disciples were stunned. How did Linghu Chong get involved with Yilin?

Yue Lingshan, holding her long sword, stepped forward and said, "Senior Sister Dingsheng, we are also looking for Senior Brother. As for Senior Brother taking Yilin, could there be a misunderstanding? Senior Brother is not that kind of person."

Dingsheng sneered. "Misunderstanding? Both Jia Renda of the Qingcheng Sect and Tianmen Daozhang saw Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang take Yilin. Could this be a lie?"

Yue Lingshan smiled. "Senior Sister Dingsheng, the Qingcheng Sect isn't known for good people. We can't easily believe what they say. We really haven't seen Senior Brother."

Dingsheng struck out with a palm, sending Laoderuo flying.

"It seems you won't speak unless I use force. In that case, I'll give you a taste of it today."

Dingsheng was about to strike the other Huashan Sect disciples.

"Clang!"

Yue Lingshan drew her long sword and stood in front of Dingsheng.

"Senior Sister, you are a senior. Attacking Huashan Sect disciples is beneath you! If you want to show the strength of the Hengshan Sect, you can challenge my father. The Huashan Sect welcomes it," Yue Lingshan said to Dingsheng.

Dingsheng laughed. "Sharp-tongued. You must be Yue Lingshan, the daughter of Master Yue. Let's see how much of Master Yue's skills you have learned today."

Dingsheng's palm carried true qi, and she only used three-tenths of her strength.

Yue Lingshan's long sword turned into a streak of light, stabbing at Dingsheng's palm.

The sword was extremely fast, and the timing was perfect.

Only Dingsheng and Mugao Feng, both first-class martial artists, saw Yue Lingshan's sword and were impressed. This young girl's sword skills were impressive.

"Three-tenths of my strength, it seems difficult to defeat Yue Lingshan," Dingsheng thought.

Suddenly, Dingsheng increased her palm strength to five-tenths, bringing it to eight-tenths.

A first-class martial artist's strength is ten thousand pounds, and eight-tenths of that is over eight thousand pounds.

This strength was not something Yue Lingshan could withstand.

Yue Lingshan stepped and swung her sword, cutting through Dingsheng's palm strength.

"Dissecting the ox!"

Yue Lingshan struck over twenty times, finally neutralizing Dingsheng's palm strength.

"Basic sword technique!"

Dingsheng thought Yue Lingshan would use Huashan Sect sword techniques, but she only used basic sword techniques to neutralize her palm strength.

"Her long sword wasn't knocked out of her hand?" Dingsheng thought.

Eight thousand pounds of strength would be enough to knock a second-class martial artist's weapon out of their hand.

Dingsheng, Mugao Feng, and the surrounding martial artists all looked at Yue Lingshan with shock.

If they knew that Dingsheng was one of the three great experts of the Hengshan Sect, and she couldn't defeat Yue Lingshan in one move, they would be even more surprised.

This young girl was impressive, and her sword skills were even more impressive.

Dingsheng and Mugao Feng, with their keen eyes, noticed that Yue Lingshan's sword grip was different from others. Her grip looked natural and harmonious.

Lin Pingzhi thought, "Miss Yue's sword skills are truly impressive. If I had such skills, I could save my parents and no longer fear that scoundrel Yu Canghai."

"Yue Lingshan, indeed, a great master produces a great disciple. Master Yue must have taught you all his skills. You are confident in your sword skills, so today I will test you."

Dingsheng slowly drew her long sword.

Yue Lingshan pointed her long sword at Dingsheng and said, "Please, Senior Sister, show me your move."

"Little Junior Sister, be careful."

Lu Dayou was concerned.

The Huashan Sect disciples all knew that Yue Lingshan's sword skills were impressive, and she had learned them from Wang Yue.

Wang Yue was a top expert of the demonic cult, even more powerful than Master Yue Buqun, and his sword skills were naturally formidable.

Lu Dayou thought, "I wonder how Little Junior Sister's sword skills compare to Senior Sister Dingsheng's."

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