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One person said, "So that's how it is. It's a pity. Liu Sanye is a hero, and the Hengshan Sect is renowned. Now he has also fallen into such a predicament. When Liu Sanye retires from the martial arts world, the prestige of the Hengshan Sect will probably be greatly diminished."

At this moment, the old man singing for money suddenly stood up. Everyone turned to look at him and saw a tall, thin old man with a withered face and a very disheveled appearance. He was obviously a singer who sang for money.

The middle-aged man who had spoken earlier shouted, "Old man, what are you howling about? It sounds like a ghost's wail."

The old man remained silent, slowly walked to him, looked at him for a long time, and then suddenly sighed.

The man shouted angrily, "Old man, what are you doing?"

The old man shook his head and shouted, "You're talking nonsense!" and turned to leave.

The man was furious and reached out to grab him from behind when suddenly a flash of blue light appeared before his eyes, and a slender longsword swayed onto the table, making a few crisp clanging sounds.

The man was startled and leaped backward, fearing the longsword would pierce him. But he saw the old man slowly insert the longsword into the bottom of the erhu, and the blade was completely submerged.

It turned out that the sword was hidden inside the erhu, with the blade inserted into the handle. From the outside, no one would know that this old and worn-out erhu contained a weapon.

The old man shook his head again and shouted, "You're talking nonsense!" He then slowly walked out of the teahouse.

The crowd watched his figure disappear into the rain, and the desolate sound of the erhu could be faintly heard.

Suddenly someone exclaimed in surprise, "Look, look!"

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing and saw that each of the seven teacups on the table had been trimmed by about half an inch. They lay beside the teacups, yet none of them had tipped over.

A dozen or so people in the teahouse gathered around, discussing the matter. Someone asked, "Who is this person? His swordsmanship is so formidable!"

Someone said, "He cut seven teacups in half with one sword, yet not a single one fell over. It was truly a divine skill."

Someone said to the middle-aged man, "Trouble arises from speaking too much, and worries come from sticking your neck out. When you're in the martial world, the worst thing you can do is talk too much. There are many hidden masters in Hengshan City. Luckily, that old gentleman showed mercy with his sword, otherwise your head would be just like these seven teacups."

Many people nearby were also discussing it.

The middle-aged man stared blankly at the seven broken teacups, his face drained of color, and he paid no attention to a word spoken by those around him.

At this moment, someone nearby suddenly said, "'A sword is hidden within the zither, and the sword's sound is emanating from the zither'—could he be the leader of the Hengshan Sect, Master Mo Da, 'Night Rain on the Xiaoxiang River'?"

Everyone was startled again. In the martial arts world, only Master Mo Da was a master of the erhu. They all thought that many people had just praised Liu Zhengfeng but ridiculed Master Mo Da. If they were to follow suit, they might get into trouble. So they paid for their tea and left. In an instant, the noisy teahouse became deserted.

Yue Lingshan and the others quickly stood up and examined the teacup. They were shocked to see that the broken edge was as smooth as a mirror. They thought that only their master could achieve such martial arts skills.

Lu Dayou suddenly shook his head and said, "Junior Sister, let me test you. This sword strike has seven strikes, and it is extremely fierce. What martial art is used?"

Yue Lingshan pouted and said smugly, "You stinky monkey, this is no problem for me. My seventh senior brother once told me that the Hengshan Sect has a set of Returning Wind and Falling Wild Geese Swords. The seventeenth move, One Sword Falls Nine Wild Geese, has such power. You tell me if it is true or not. I'm afraid you stinky monkey don't even know it."

Lu Dayou chuckled and said, "Junior Sister has great insight. Senior Brother admires you."

These words made Yue Lingshan beam with joy!

Just then, footsteps approached again. The group looked up and saw that it was Li Mu walking in.

Yue Lingshan cheered and was the first to go forward.

"Seventh Senior Brother, you've finally arrived! You've been gone for so long this time. I thought you hadn't even come to Hengyang and had gone straight back to Mount Hua!"

Li Mu laughed and said, "Since you're all here, why would I go back to Mount Hua? When I heard the news that Uncle Liu had retired from the martial arts world, I knew you were here, so I came straight here."

At this moment, several senior brothers also came over. After chatting and laughing and exchanging pleasantries, they paid for the tea and then took Li Mu back to his residence in the other courtyard.

Li Mu suddenly noticed the seven teacups on the table. His gaze sharpened, and he slowed his pace slightly behind the others. A thought suddenly struck him, and he could no longer suppress it.

Suddenly, his longsword was drawn from its sheath, a flash of light appeared, and only a few soft clanging sounds rang out.

The seven broken teacups on the table had been chipped off again, but the last teacup, though also chipped off, didn't stand up and fell to the ground.

Li Mu sighed. Although his swordsmanship was no worse than Mo Da's, he was still lacking in the temperament of a martial artist, lacking the tempering and refinement of time.

The Huashan disciples were taken aback, looking over in shock. Although they knew Li Mu was highly skilled in martial arts, they hadn't expected him to be this skilled. Only a renowned master like Mo Da, the head of the Hengshan sect, could accomplish such a feat, yet Li Mu, at such a young age, could do it.

Yue Lingshan was equally surprised. With a look of delight, she went over, picked up the cups that had been shaved off again, looked at Li Mu, and then at the cup in her hand.

After a long pause, he exclaimed excitedly, "Seventh Senior Brother, you're amazing!"

Li Mu smiled faintly: "No problem, let's go!"

The group walked out of the teahouse.

Chapter 547 Little Master Yilin

After leaving the teahouse, I hadn't walked far when I saw a wonton stall set up under the eaves of a nearby building. The old man selling wontons was tapping bamboo sticks, and steam was rising from the pot.

After strolling around the streets for half a day, the group couldn't help but feel a little hungry when they saw the steaming hot wontons.

Yue Lingshan exclaimed, "I'm not leaving! I'm hungry, I want to eat wontons!"

He looked at Li Mu as he spoke, and Li Mu smiled and said, "Then let's have some wontons and then go back to the other courtyard."

Lu Dayou immediately stepped forward and called out, "Hey, old man, cook six bowls of wontons."

The old man replied, "Good! Good!" He lifted the pot lid, threw the wontons into the hot soup, and soon six bowls were cooked and served piping hot.

Lu Dayou was very clever. He handed the first bowl to Li Mu: "Seventh Junior Brother, you've just arrived in Hengyang City, so you can have the first bowl."

Then he picked up another bowl: "This is the second bowl! It's naturally for Junior Sister to eat."

Yue Lingshan immediately beamed with joy: "Thank you so much, Sixth Senior Brother."

The rest were then served to Laudenuo, Liang Fa, and Gao Genming in turn.

They were enjoying a lively meal of wontons when suddenly, a flurry of footsteps echoed down the street, clearly belonging to a group of martial arts practitioners. Turning to look outside, they saw a dozen or so nuns hurrying towards them.

The elderly nun at the front was very tall. Upon seeing the Huashan disciples, she immediately shouted, "Linghu Chong, come out!"

Everyone then realized that these were people from the Hengshan Sect, and the one in the lead was naturally Abbess Dingyi, the abbess of the Hengshan Baiyun Temple.

Laudenau, being the eldest, immediately went to greet him, saying, "Greetings, Uncle-Master."

Master Dingyi ignored him completely, her gaze sweeping across everyone's faces as she gruffly shouted, "Where has Linghu Chong been hiding? Get out here right now!"

Laudenuo said, "Reporting to Uncle-Master, Senior Brother Linghu is not here. He went out early this morning and hasn't returned yet. May I ask what Uncle-Master needs him for?"

Dingyi snorted and said, "Your Huashan Sect is getting more and more outrageous. You ask me what business I have with Linghu Chong? He kidnapped my little disciple. What do you mean by that?"

Upon hearing this, everyone paled. Yue Lingshan hurriedly said, "Uncle-Master, no way! No matter how audacious Senior Brother is, he would never dare to offend your sect's senior sister. Someone must be spreading rumors and trying to sow discord in front of you, Uncle-Master."

Dingyi shouted, "Are you still going to deny it? Yiguang, what did the people from the Mount Tai Sect say to you?"

A nun stepped forward and said, "The senior brothers of the Taishan Sect said that Master Tiansong personally saw Senior Brother Linghu Chong and Junior Sister Yilin drinking together in a restaurant called Mo Huiyan Restaurant. Junior Sister Yilin was obviously being coerced by Senior Brother Linghu and dared not refuse to drink. Her expression... her expression was very distressed. Drinking with the two of them was that... that... that wicked Tian... Tian Boguang."

Ding Yi snorted coldly and slammed his palm heavily on the table, sending several bowls of wontons flying up and scattering all over the floor.

Li Mu raised his hand and stroked it, his true energy surging. Several bowls of wontons were moved horizontally several feet and landed on another table without spilling a single drop of soup.

Master Dingyi let out a soft "Eh?" and looked at Li Mu: "You are... Junior Nephew Lin, who came to our sect for travel three years ago."

Li Mu stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "Greetings, Uncle-Master Dingyi!"

Master Dingyi exclaimed in surprise, "It's been several years since I last saw you. I didn't expect your martial arts to have improved so quickly. Since you're here, let me ask you, where is Linghu Chong? Where did he take Yilin? You must give me an explanation today."

Li Mu said, "Uncle-Master, don't worry. Although my senior brother is a bit carefree, he's not like that. There might be some misunderstanding. I met Junior Sister Yilin a few years ago. She's pure, kind, and innocent. My senior brother will definitely bring her back safely."

Master Dingyi was still furious: "Hmph, all talk and no action. What misunderstanding could there be? Junior Brother Tiansong of the Taishan Sect saw it with his own eyes. What misunderstanding could there be?"

Yue Lingshan said in a trembling voice, "Could it be that Uncle Tiansong has mistaken me for someone else?"

Dingyi shouted, "How could Junior Brother Tiansong misjudge people? Linghu Chong actually associates with a villain like Tian Boguang. How depraved he has become!"

Unfortunately, by the time I received the message and rushed there, they were already gone.

"Oh, Yilin, that child! Yilin, that child!"

At this point, Dingyi looked at Yue Lingshan, who was still quietly defending herself, and became even angrier. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Yue Lingshan's wrist.

"You Huashan Sect kidnapped my Yilin. I'll kidnap one of yours in return. When you return Yilin to me, I'll release Lingshan as well!"

Yue Lingshan screamed in fright, and just as she was about to be grabbed, a hand silently reached out to meet her. The two exchanged a palm strike, and Master Dingyi stumbled back three steps. Looking at Li Mu, who had somehow appeared in front of Yue Lingshan with an air of nonchalance, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

He snorted heavily, "Fine, fine! Junior Nephew Lin is truly remarkable; your martial arts are now even more powerful than mine, your senior uncle. In that case, I'll have no choice but to seek an explanation from Yue Buqun!"

Li Mu said, "Uncle, why are you so upset? I know you were angry and wanted to take it out on Junior Sister. Please rest assured, Senior Brother is not someone who doesn't know his limits. There must be a reason for this."

As he said this, Li Mu was also puzzled as to why Linghu Chong was entangled with Tian Boguang and Yilin again.

The current Linghu Chong is no longer the same as before. Under Li Mu's stimulation, he has not only made great progress in his internal strength, but has also learned the Dugu Nine Swords ahead of schedule.

Although Tian Boguang's internal strength and lightness skills are now superior to Linghu Chong's, if it were a one-on-one fight, Tian Boguang would undoubtedly be defeated if Linghu Chong used the Dugu Nine Swords.

After thinking about it, the most likely explanation is that Tian Boguang used his unique lightness skill to kidnap Yilin, and Linghu Chong, out of hesitation, resorted to his old tricks of sword fighting and drinking games.

Dingyi snorted: "You talk a good game, but where's Linghu Chong?"

Li Mu said, "The eldest brother and the others have all settled in Uncle Liu's villa. They can't be seen on the street, so they might have gone back to the villa. Uncle Dingyi, why don't we go back to the villa first and see? Maybe the eldest brother and Master Yilin have already gone back."

Yue Lingshan and the others quickly chimed in, "Yes! Martial Aunt, Senior Brother doesn't know we went shopping. He might have already gone back. Let's go check on him first!"

Ding Yi was silent for a moment, then flicked his sleeve and said, "Let's go to the other courtyard!"

……

The group hurried to the villa and saw a beautiful young nun looking around from afar at the entrance. Although she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, she had a graceful figure and her slender figure could not be hidden even in a loose black robe.

Upon seeing the group from Hengshan in the distance, he happily came over to greet them: "Master...where have you all been? Senior Brother Linghu and I have been looking for you for a long time but we still couldn't find you."

Master Dingyi almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "You... Yilin, what exactly happened? Explain yourself clearly."

The young nun said timidly, "Master..."