Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Half a month later.

In the pavilion in the backyard, Duan Zhengchun sat facing Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou, with several exquisite pastries laid out on the stone table.

After more than ten days, Li Mochou's injuries had gradually healed, and she no longer needed to stay in bed all day. Today the weather was nice, so Duan Zhengchun took her out to bask in the sun.

Looking at Ying'er playing in the courtyard, Li Mochou's eyes were full of affection, and a gentle smile always appeared on her lips.

"Since Senior Sister's injuries have almost healed, why don't you come back to the Central Plains with us this time?"

“Lingbo is already capable of handling things on her own, you don’t need to stay here forever.”

Little Dragon Girl looked at the lost Li Mochou and hesitated before saying something.

“I’ve gotten used to life in the deserted city. It’s quite nice here. Qixia Mountain is isolated from the world, and I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to stay here.”

Li Mochou withdrew her gaze, smiled, and shook her head in reply.

"Doesn't Senior Sister want to be with Duan Lang every day?"

Xiaolongnu persisted, trying to persuade Li Mochou to let go of her obsession, knowing that her senior sister was being hypocritical.

"Having you all with him is enough. The Wasteland City branch still needs me for the time being, and I still plan to establish a branch in the Western Regions. I will try again after the storm has passed."

Li Mochou shook her head, still sticking to her decision.

She deeply loved Duan Zhengchun, but she didn't want to compete with others for his affections.

Xiaolongnu wanted to say something more, but Duan Zhengchun shook his head to stop her.

Duan Zhengchun knew very well that no matter what Xiaolongnu said, Li Mochou would not agree.

Seeing this, Xiaolongnu had no choice but to shut her mouth and say nothing more.

"Setting up a branch is fine, but you must protect yourself. Your safety is the most important thing. If you get tired of it, you can go back anytime."

Duan Zhengchun paused for a moment, looked at Li Mochou tenderly, and said softly.

"Ah."

Li Mochou glanced at Duan Zhengchun, smiled and nodded, her eyes full of love.

Just then, footsteps approached, and Hong Lingbo quickly walked into the pavilion.

"Duan Lang, a secret letter has arrived from the Xiangyang branch, containing an invitation."

Hong Lingbo bowed and presented the invitation with clasped hands.

Duan Zhengchun raised an eyebrow, reached out and took the invitation, glanced at it, and found that it was sent by Guo Jing.

He initially thought it was a happy occasion for the Guo family, but after looking at it carefully, he couldn't help but frown slightly and fall into deep thought.

"what happened?"

Xiaolongnu noticed the change in Duan Zhengchun's expression and asked a question out of curiosity.

Duan Zhengchun didn't say anything, and casually handed the invitation to Xiaolongnu.

"The Mount Hua Sword Tournament?!"

After reading it, Xiaolongnu murmured in surprise.

Li Mochou also curiously went over to investigate.

The invitation sent by Guo Jing was an invitation to Duan Zhengchun to participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament.

"This is a rare opportunity, Duan Lang should go."

After reading the invitation, Li Mochou said something seriously.

Everyone knows that during the last Mount Hua Sword Tournament, five legendary figures emerged in the Central Plains martial arts world: the Eastern Heretic, the Western Poison, the Southern Emperor, the Northern Beggar, and the Central Divine. Who in the world doesn't know them?

If one can rank among the top five masters after the sword competition, their prestige will greatly increase, and they will become a powerful figure in the region.

However, Duan Zhengchun remained silent, because he didn't care much about the empty title of one of the Five Greats of the World, especially since he was already famous throughout the world.

Since defeating the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, his mindset is no longer the same as when he first entered this world. He no longer cares about the title of the best in the world.

Perhaps once a person reaches the top in a certain field, they no longer care about those so-called empty titles.

But deep down, he seemed to be just like the Sword Demon back then, hoping that someone would appear to challenge him and become his opponent, because that would make things interesting.

He enjoys challenging strong opponents, and of course, he also hopes that someone will challenge him.

He also wanted to see where his limits were.

"Senior sister is right, you should go."

Little Dragon Girl chimed in with a similar comment.

"Do you want to go?"

After a moment's thought, Duan Zhengchun smiled and slowly said.

Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou nodded in unison.

"Then go."

Duan Zhengchun chuckled twice and said something indifferently.

Therefore, Duan Zhengchun decided to set off for Mount Hua early the next morning. It would be interesting to have a showdown with masters such as Master Yideng and Huang Yaoshi.

After all, he rarely had the opportunity to truly fight these well-known figures, especially since they were all his friends.

That night, Duan Zhengchun fought a fierce battle against four opponents. The next morning, he bid farewell to Li Mochou and embarked on his journey back to the Central Plains with Xiaolongnu, Ying'er, and Lu Wushuang.

...

Seven days later.

When they passed through a small town, it was getting late, so Duan Zhengchun decided to stop there and stayed at an inn in the town, preparing to continue his journey the next day.

At dinner time, the four adults and children sat together at the table, enjoying the delicious dishes.

"We are less than three days away from Mount Hua. Let's have breakfast and rest, and set off again early tomorrow morning."

Duan Zhengchun poured himself a glass of wine and said slowly.

Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang nodded silently and took care of Ying'er together, each serving her her favorite dishes.

Seeing this harmonious scene, Duan Zhengchun smiled with satisfaction and tilted his head back to drink the wine in his cup in one gulp.

In the dead of night.

Several dark figures silently slipped into the inn and quietly made their way to a guest room on the second floor.

Throughout the journey, whenever they stayed overnight at an inn, Duan Zhengchun would share a room with Xiaolongnu, her mother, and Lu Wushuang.

However, just as the men in black were about to rush out of the guest room, a whooshing sound suddenly came from behind them, followed by several darts whistling through the air and hitting one of them directly!

After the others barely managed to dodge, they hurriedly turned around to look behind them and discovered that more than a dozen women in green robes had already leaped into the air to the second floor, each holding a sharp sword in their hands!

Green-Clad Guards!

Seeing that the situation was not right, the men in black left three of them to block the suddenly appearing guards in blue, while the remaining two rushed into the guest room and headed straight for the bed without looking back!

Two sharp blades pierced the bedding almost simultaneously with full force! If anyone had been inside, they would have been killed instantly!

The two quickly realized something was wrong, pulled back the covers, and were immediately stunned, because there was no one under the covers!

But they clearly found out that Duan Zhengchun was staying in this room!

When the two came to their senses and rushed out of the guest room, they found that their companion outside had already been killed and was covered in blood. More than a dozen guards in blue uniforms were blocking the door with menacing eyes!

Upon seeing this scene, the two were simultaneously stunned and stood frozen at the doorway. However, as the door to a guest room on the second floor across the way opened and a familiar figure slowly walked out, their pupils constricted.

Although they were blindfolded, anyone could guess what kind of expression they had on their faces.

The person who walked out of the room was Duan Zhengchun.

Looking at the two last assassins who were in a panic, Duan Zhengchun's lips curled into a faint sneer. In fact, he had already discovered that someone was following him along the way, so he had changed rooms when no one was paying attention, deliberately luring the assassins out!

As for the dozen or so guards in blue robes who suddenly appeared, they had been secretly following along the way and had witnessed several assassins infiltrate the inn.

This is a trap that was set long ago.

"Keep alive."

Duan Zhengchun looked coldly at the two assassins and said something indifferently.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen guards in blue robes rushed towards the two assassins almost simultaneously!

Facing a Qingyi Guard that outnumbered them several times over, the two assassins were killed and wounded after only a few rounds, utterly powerless to resist.

Duan Zhengchun leaped to the second floor opposite, looking down at the only surviving assassin lying on the ground. His face was expressionless, but his cold eyes were full of killing intent.

"Who sent you?!"

Duan Zhengchun looked at the terrified assassin and asked coldly.

The assassin trembled all over and suddenly pulled out a dagger from his pocket. However, he did not intend to ambush Duan Zhengchun, but instead slit his own throat!

However, just as the dagger was halfway through its swing, a guard in blue robes drew his sword and severed the assassin's wrist!

The severed hand and the dagger fell simultaneously to the corridor floor, followed by a agonizing scream that instantly echoed throughout the entire inn...