Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

The next day, as dawn broke, the group continued their journey.

After crossing several hills, Hengshan City finally came into view.

This mountain town was built by the Hengshan Sect. It is not very large, but it is small yet complete.

Restaurants, shops, and brothels are all available.

Because they were wearing the same style of Taoist robes as those from Mount Hua and each carried a long sword, they attracted attention as soon as they arrived at the city gate.

A young man quickly stepped forward: "May I ask if the senior disciples from Mount Hua have arrived? May I ask which one is Senior Uncle Yue?"

He first turned his gaze to Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou, and Cong Buqi.

"I'm!"

"Uh~ I am Xiang Danian, the eldest disciple of Liu Zhengfeng. I am here to welcome all my fellow disciples on the orders of my master."

"Master is already waiting in the mansion. Please come with your junior disciple." Xiang Danian was taken aback for a moment, then quickly bowed and said.

Yue Zhuoqun smiled, unsurprised by his reaction: "Lead the way!"

Upon entering Hengshan City, one can see martial arts practitioners carrying weapons everywhere.

However, they were not qualified to enter the mansion directly; they had to wait until the official start of the "washing hands of the deceased" ceremony before they could attend.

Many sects had already arrived at the main hall of the Liu residence.

Masters from the Taishan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Qingcheng Sect, Kongtong Sect, Kunlun Sect, and even the Beggars' Sect and Yandang Mountain have arrived.

However, the atmosphere was quite somber at this moment.

Master Dingyi, her face contorted with anger, swept her gaze across the prominent figures of the various sects: "The person who kidnapped my disciple is highly skilled in lightness skills. To dare to act so recklessly near Hengshan City, he must have an extraordinary background and be fearless."

"Master Dingyi, you don't suspect one of us of doing this, do you?" A middle-aged Taoist priest frowned, clearly displeased with Dingyi's aggressive gaze.

He spoke with an accent that leaned towards the northern frontier; he was none other than Master Xushan, the leader of the Kongtong Sect.

The Taishan Sect's Daoist Tiansong also had a gloomy face and said with dissatisfaction, "Senior Sister Dingyi, everyone here is a person of high standing from a reputable sect. How could they do such a despicable thing as robbing your disciple?"

"Hmph! If you can't do it, your disciples or the people you brought with you might not be able to." Dingyi had his reasons for this suspicion.

Not long ago, Yu Canghai even led his disciples to seize the remains of Luo Mo and the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.

People from reputable families may not necessarily do things that are considered respectable.

Moreover, sitting next to Master Xushan was a hunchbacked old man with a cane and an ugly appearance.

This is Mu Gaofeng, a ruthless and despicable man from the northern frontier. He has nothing to do with righteous people.

Dingyi's words deeply hurt Yu Canghai, and he harbored a hidden anger in his heart.

However, he had been dealt a severe blow recently, and his useless disciples had indeed tarnished the reputation of the Qingcheng Sect. His lips twitched, but he didn't say anything in rebuttal.

Mu Gaofeng couldn't hold back any longer and retorted sarcastically, "Who knows if your disciple was kidnapped or seduced by some pretty boy after having worldly desires?"

"Oh!"

Ding Yi flew into a rage, smashing a teacup on the table beside him with a slap. He stood up and shouted, "You filthy brat, how dare you tarnish the reputation of my Hengshan Sect? Are you looking for death?"

The three Dings of Hengshan are all of impeccable character, but Ding Yi is known for his fiery temper.

The atmosphere in the hall was tense, on the verge of conflict. Liu Zhengfeng, sitting in the main seat, rubbed his temples and helplessly stood up to mediate:

"Please calm down, everyone. I have already sent my disciples to search for my junior sister Yilin's whereabouts. Let's not ruin our harmony before the truth comes out."

"Hmph, Junior Brother Liu, I really don't understand why you, after retiring from the martial world, would invite righteous people like us instead of that hunchback from beyond the Great Wall."

Liu Zhengfeng gave a wry smile, unsure how to respond.

Mu Gaofeng wasn't invited by him, but rather by the Kongtong Sect Leader, Master Xushan.

He couldn't figure out what Master Xushan meant by doing this.

Just as Mu Gaofeng was about to speak, he heard a clear voice calling from outside the hall: "Master~"

Ding Yi's face lit up with joy, and he looked towards the door: "Yi Lin? Hurry up and get in here."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a fair-skinned, beautiful young nun running in.

Following behind were Yue Zhuoqun, dressed in a light blue Taoist robe, and the Huashan group.

Xushan Daoist had no connection with Yue Buqun and didn't recognize him at first, mistaking him for a disciple of Mount Hua.

He blurted out instinctively, "It seems Brother Mu was right, this little Master Yilin has really been seduced by that pretty boy."

Upon hearing this, everyone who knew Yue Buqun had a strange expression on their face.

Ning Zhongze, who was following behind, could not hold back any longer and shouted angrily, "You Taoist priest, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Feng Ping and the others all turned their cold gazes to him, their expressions stern.

Yue Zhuoqun is now absolutely respected in Huashan and is revered by everyone. How could he tolerate outsiders throwing mud at him?

Taoist Xushan has already found a way to die!

"Brother Xushan, please don't joke around. This is the head of the Huashan Sect, Senior Brother Yue Buqun," Liu Zhengfeng quickly interjected to smooth things over.

If this continues, will he even be able to hold his retirement ceremony?

"Please forgive me, Senior Brother Yue. I have been looking forward to your arrival and the arrival of the other senior brothers from Mount Hua. Please come and take your seats."

Yue Zhuoqun then glanced at Xushan Daoist and walked to an empty seat in the center of the room to sit down.

On the other side, Dingyi had already grabbed Yilin's hand and started asking about the process of her disappearance.

Chapter 39 Loyal Dog

"Yilin, weren't you kidnapped by thieves? How did you escape?" Dingyi couldn't help but glance at Yue Zhuoqun as he spoke.

Although she knew that Taoist Xushan was talking nonsense, she couldn't help but have doubts when she saw how young Yue Buqun looked.

“Master, I was indeed kidnapped by Tian Boguang, but fortunately Uncle Yue happened to pass by and rescued me.”

If it weren't for Uncle Yue, your disciple... your disciple might never have had the chance to serve you, Master.

Yilin's eyes were red and her face was full of grievances. Everyone who saw her felt sorry for her. If it weren't for the inappropriateness of their status, they would have wanted to go up and pat her on the head to comfort her.

When she recounted being taken into a cave by Tian Boguang and crying out to heaven in vain, everyone's hearts pounded with anxiety. They feared that this innocent and pitiful little nun would be violated, and they gritted their teeth at Tian Boguang, wishing they could appear in front of him and kill him with a single blow.

When Yue Zhuoqun appeared out of nowhere and broke the longsword with a single finger, he breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly amazed by Yue Zhuoqun's high level of martial arts. He wondered when the Huashan Sect had developed such a mysterious finger technique.

When it came to the Huashan disciples taking turns to fight Tian Boguang, he couldn't help but glance at Yang Lin and the other eight, his thoughts a jumble of emotions.

In just ten years, the Huashan Sect has recovered to this level of strength; the reputation of the Eight Swords of Huashan is indeed well-deserved.

Finally, upon hearing that Yue Zhuoqun had Feng Buping kill Tian Boguang, he couldn't help but clap his hands in praise.

"Brother Yue has rid the martial arts world of the lecherous villain Tian Boguang; it is truly gratifying."

"Sect Leader Yue truly deserves the title of Gentleman Sword, befitting his status as a leader of a sect."

Abbess Dingyi rose and bowed to Yue Zhuoqun:

"Many thanks to Junior Brother Yue for saving my disciple and upholding the reputation of my Hengshan Sect. If you ever need my help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."

Yue Zhuoqun smiled and waved his hand: "Senior Sister Dingyi, you flatter us. Our Five Mountains Sword Sects are of one mind and share the same roots, so there's no need to say such formal things."

Ding Yi smiled and nodded, instantly looking at Yue Zhuoqun with newfound respect.

Seeing everyone flattering Yue Zhuoqun, Master Xushan had an ugly expression and felt jealous. He couldn't help but snort coldly.

His unusual behavior was immediately noticed by Yu Canghai, who was sitting not far away. Yu Canghai slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair and said with dissatisfaction:

"Master Xushan, what kind of attitude is this? Do you find Senior Brother Yue's actions despicable?"

"you……"

Master Xushan was stunned and turned to Yu Canghai in disbelief.

I expressed my dissatisfaction, and no one from the Huashan Sect said anything. What do you mean by standing up and making random accusations?

"Fellow Daoist Yu, when did you become such a sycophant!"

My dissatisfaction with Yue Buqun stems from the fact that he killed my junior brother and sister-in-law, the Purple and Green Twin Swords, some time ago. This feud is one we must settle.

If I remember correctly, all your disciples died at the hands of Mount Hua, and even you suffered a great loss at the hands of Yue Buqun.

"It's one thing if they don't side with me, but why are they speaking up for Yue Buqun instead?"

His main purpose in attending Liu Zhengfeng's "washing his hands of the business" ceremony was to find Yue Zhuoqun to understand the grudge between them, and he even invited Mu Gaofeng to be his helper.

This is also the reason why he has been targeting Yue Zhuoqun ever since Yue arrived.

He thought that even if Yu Canghai didn't help him, he wouldn't hold him back.

Judging from the current situation, Yu Canghai seems to be acting like Yue Zhuoqun's loyal dog, relentlessly criticizing him whenever he gets the chance.

Yu Canghai's face darkened, but he still said:

"My disciples coveted other people's treasures and died because they could only blame their own lack of martial arts skills. But I was enlightened by Senior Brother Yue and suddenly realized my mistake. I have already resolved my grievances with the Huashan Sect."

On the contrary, you, with those purple and green swords, also stole someone's martial arts. Senior Brother Yue helped your Kongtong Sect clean house, and instead of being grateful, you have the nerve to seek revenge?"

"You...don't you feel ashamed saying that?" Master Xushan's lips twitched violently.

Liu Zhengfeng, Ding Yi, and other martial arts heroes also looked at Yu Canghai with strange expressions: