Martial Arts: After ten years of sword-drawing, the Sword God must bow his head when he sees me

Chapter 148 Thinking Over the Cliff

It must be said that although the various forces in the martial arts world vary in strength, the locations they choose for their sects are all exceptionally good.

Take Mount Hua, for example. Although it is not as vast as Mount Wudang, and its sects encompass all the peaks, Mount Hua's perilousness is truly unique.

Especially during this cold winter with heavy snow, the precipitous peaks of Mount Hua appear even steeper in the snow. On the cliffs, icefalls hang like beaded curtains, crystal clear and shimmering with cold light.

It's no wonder that the swordsmanship of the Huashan School is mainly characterized by its unpredictable and dangerous techniques.

Everyone present possessed martial arts skills, and at Shen Ping'an's suggestion, Lao Denuo, who was leading the way, also began to use his lightness skill.

In less than fifteen minutes, we arrived at the row of buildings on the mountainside.

In contrast, Yue Buqun was waiting with Ning Zhongze and a group of Huashan Sect disciples.

Upon seeing Shen Ping'an and the others, Yue Buqun's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward.

"I, Yue, have met Young Master Shen and the ladies."

Shen Ping'an smiled and said in a gentle tone, "I hope Sect Leader Yue will not take offense at my visit."

As the saying goes, one cannot hit a smiling face. In addition, with Shen Ping'an beside him, as soon as Shen Ping'an finished speaking, not only Zhang San Niang, but also Yao Yue and Lian Xing nodded politely to Yue Buqun.

"Young Master Shen, you're too kind. It's cold outside, please come in."

As he spoke, Yue Buqun ushered Shen Ping'an into the main hall.

The other disciples of the Huashan Sect looked at Shen Ping'an and Yaoyue with curiosity, all of them amazed by the appearance and demeanor of Shen Ping'an, Zhang Sanniang, Yaoyue and the others.

By the time they came to their senses, Yue Buqun had already led Shen Ping'an into the main hall.

Seeing this, everyone quickly followed.

Inside the main hall, Yue Lingshan carried a tray, while Ning Zhongze brought freshly brewed tea to Shen Ping'an and the others' tables one by one.

Throughout the process, Yue Lingshan couldn't help but look at Shen Ping'an.

Each time, her gaze would only skim the surface of the water, then immediately look away, her cheeks flushed.

Noticing her daughter's condition, Ning Zhongze glanced at Shen Ping'an. Looking at Shen Ping'an's handsome face, how could Ning Zhongze not know what was going on?
In the martial arts world, when it comes to appearance, everyone considers Jiang Feng, the handsome young man, to be the best.

However, according to Bai Xiaoge's evaluation, Shen Ping'an's appearance was even better than that of Yu Lang Jiang Feng.

Not to mention that Shen Ping'an is a sword prodigy with outstanding strength and talent.

Which girl wouldn't feel a sense of goodwill and closeness after their first meeting?

Even Ning Zhongze herself knew that if she were young, she wouldn't have reacted much better to a man like Shen Ping'an than she would to her daughter.

Unfortunately.

Ning Zhongze glanced at Zhang San Niang, Yao Yue, and Lian Xing, then sighed silently and beckoned Yue Ling Shan to the side.

However, Ning Zhongze did not pay attention to Yue Lingshan's girlish demeanor at this moment, but some people did.

Noticing Yue Lingshan's shy expression, the man standing next to her frowned slightly, and when he looked at Shen Ping'an, he also showed more vigilance and hostility.

However, with Shen Ping'an's current level of martial arts skill, his six senses are far beyond what ordinary people can achieve.

Almost the instant the man's gaze fell upon Shen Ping'an, Shen Ping'an sensed something and looked at a man behind Ning Zhongze.

The man looked young, perhaps only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a fairly decent appearance, but he exuded a lazy and roguish air about him.

As his thoughts raced, Shen Ping'an could easily guess the man's identity.

Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of the Huashan Qi Sect.

As the thought crossed his mind, Shen Ping'an's gaze toward Linghu Chong held a hint of mockery.

As Shen Ping'an looked at Linghu Chong, Zhang Sanniang, Yaoyue, and Lianxing also followed Shen Ping'an's gaze to the man behind Ning Zhongze.

Immediately afterwards, all three of Zhang San Niang's daughters frowned slightly.

It was fine outside before; the mountain wind was howling, and the smell wasn't noticeable.

However, inside the main hall, Shen Ping'an could clearly smell a faint scent of wine.

Yue Buqun was naturally good at reading people's expressions and moods.

Noticing Shen Ping'an and the others' gazes, as well as the slight furrowing of the brows of Yaoyue and the other two women, Yue Buqun quickly realized what was going on.

He immediately said, "I hope you gentlemen will not take offense. My eldest disciple only returned to Mount Hua today and was punished by me for making a mistake. He inevitably has some odor on him, which may have offended you gentlemen."

Upon hearing this, Yue Lingshan, who was standing to the side, also sniffed lightly in Linghu Chong's direction, and then wrinkled her delicate nose slightly.

Although she didn't speak, Yue Lingshan's expression was enough to make Linghu Chong's expression change drastically. Turning his gaze away from Linghu Chong, Shen Ping'an gently shook his head and said calmly, "It's alright!"

His voice was soft and casual, making it difficult for Yue Buqun to discern Shen Ping'an's emotions for a moment.

For a moment, Yue Buqun was also somewhat annoyed.

Knowing that Shen Ping'an would be coming to Mount Hua, Yue Buqun repeatedly instructed his disciples to be careful.

Unfortunately, Linghu Chong had just returned to the mountain today and had been kneeling in this hall, so the hall inevitably smelled of his wine.

But knowing that Shen Ping'an and the others were there, Yue Buqun could only suppress his anger and coldly looked at Linghu Chong, saying, "Chong'er, go and wash up first, so as not to offend our distinguished guests."

Hearing what Yue Buqun said, Linghu Chong glanced at Shen Ping'an, cupped his hands and replied, "Disciple obeys."

Only after Linghu Chong left did Yue Buqun's face regain its smile.

He put on a smile again and said, "Mount Hua is quite far from Fuzhou. Young Master Shen and the others must be tired from their journey. I have already had someone prepare a villa on the back mountain. If Young Master Shen and the ladies do not mind, you may rest there for a while."

Shen Ping'an said calmly, "It's alright. I have other matters to attend to later and cannot stay on Mount Hua for long. I hope Sect Leader Yue will understand."

"That's it!"

A look of disappointment appeared on Yue Buqun's face.

Originally, Yue Buqun had hoped that Shen Ping'an and Zhang Sanniang could stay at the Huashan Sect for a few more days so that he could learn a thing or two from Shen Ping'an.

Perhaps it can help me improve my martial arts skills, which have been stagnant for many years.

I never expected Shen Ping'an's schedule to be so tight.

However, the terrifying strength and methods that Shen Ping'an displayed in the Liu residence that day were still fresh in Yue Buqun's mind, so how could Yue Buqun dare to waste any more words in front of Shen Ping'an?

"In that case, I, Yue, will now lead you to the Cliff of Contemplation."

Shen Ping'an nodded and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

Yue Buqun stood up and gave an order, then led Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan to guide Shen Ping'an.

The Cliff of Contemplation is located on the summit of the back mountain of Mount Hua, quite a distance from the mountainside.

If it were a normal person's pace, it would take almost an hour to reach the top of the mountain.

However, for Shen Ping'an and his companions, using their lightness skills, they were already close to the mountaintop in just a quarter of an hour.

During the process, Yue Buqun held Yue Lingshan's shoulder with one hand, glancing behind him.

Seeing Shen Qingshan and Qu Feiyan, whose feet were emitting sword energy and whose every step covered nearly two zhang, both Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were shocked by the lightness skills they displayed.

As for Shen Ping'an and Zhang San Niang, with Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze's strength, they couldn't detect any signs that the group had used any lightness skills.

The group seemed relaxed and carefree, as if it were just a casual outing or stroll.

Yet each step seemed to shrink the distance to an inch, making it difficult for Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze to increase the distance between them even by an inch, no matter how hard they tried.

Soon, led by Yue Buqun and his companions, Shen Ping'an and the others successfully climbed to a cliff on the back mountain.

On one side of this cliff is a bottomless abyss, and on the other side, beyond a three-zhang-wide clearing, lies a deep, secluded cave.

Next to the cave is a huge rock nearly ten feet high, with the words "Cliff of Repentance" inscribed on it.

"Young Master Shen, this is the Cliff of Repentance of Mount Hua."

While speaking, Yue Buqun kept his eyes on Shen Ping'an.

In fact, Yue Buqun was also very curious when he learned that a sword prodigy like Shen Ping'an wanted to come to Huashan's Cliff of Contemplation.

Therefore, after returning to Mount Hua, Yue Buqun immediately went to the Cliff of Contemplation.

Unfortunately, even though Yue Buqun thoroughly searched the entire Cliff of Repentance, inside and out, he could not find anything unusual about it.

Even now, Yue Buqun still can't understand what's so special about the Cliff of Contemplation that could attract Shen Ping'an to come here in person.

Shen Ping'an didn't care about Yue Buqun's gaze.

After scanning the area around the Cliff of Repentance, Shen Ping'an slowly took a few steps forward.

Then, before everyone's eyes, a soaring sword intent suddenly burst forth from Shen Ping'an's body.

Under this terrifying sword intent, the howling mountain winds and flying snow on the mountaintop seemed to pause for a moment.

(End of this chapter)