The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

Qu Yang and Mo Da were both helpless.

Their battle was not a life-or-death struggle.

Now that this crazy old Taoist priest has come and interfered, there's no point in continuing the fight.

"withdraw!"

Mo Da let out a low shout, forced Chen Qianyang back with his thin sword, and his figure drifted back several feet.

Qu Yang also took the opportunity to throw out two poisoned needles, retreated several feet, and pulled Qu Feiyan to leap onto the horse's back.

"Not playing anymore?"

Chen Qianyang stopped his sword strike, a hint of regret on his face.

"Boring, really boring."

He shoved his broadsword into his back, not even glancing at the two men, and walked straight to the inferior horse that had been waiting by the roadside.

He mounted his horse with a graceful and swift movement, showing no trace of his previous madness.

"Little girl."

He turned his horse around, looked at Qu Feiyan who was fuming, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Don't forget, you still owe me three things."

"Pah!" Qu Feiyan spat. "You shameless old Taoist! You were the one who hit my grandfather just now, and you want me to pay for it? Dream on!"

"Hahaha!"

Chen Qianyang laughed loudly, his voice wild and unrestrained.

"Paying back debts is a matter of course! If you refuse to pay, I will go to your grandfather to collect it!"

Having said that, he squeezed the horse's belly with his legs.

"drive!"

The poor horse neighed, spread its hooves, and carried the man in the dark red Taoist robe as it galloped toward Hengyang City.

All that remained was a mess in front of the teahouse and a crowd of bewildered people.

"This...this is the Killing Taoist?"

"So...so domineering!"

The surrounding martial arts practitioners whispered among themselves.

Mo Da watched the departing figure and slowly sheathed the slender sword back into the erhu.

He looked thoughtful on his withered face.

"This person is not simple."

He murmured to himself, "Neither righteous nor evil. His swordsmanship is diverse, yet he has mastered it all. Just who is this person?"

He turned to look at Qu Yang, his gaze returning to its indifferent state.

"Elder Qu, with this mad Taoist causing trouble today, I don't want to take action anymore. But my words still stand. That song 'Night Rain on the Xiao and Xiang Rivers' is for Junior Brother Liu, and also for you. The path you chose is your own. Don't regret it."

After saying that, he ignored Qu Yang, hugged his erhu, hunched over, and walked in the opposite direction.

The mournful sound of the zither rose again, as if weeping and lamenting.

Qu Yang stood there, speechless for a long time.

"grandfather……"

Qu Feiyan tugged at his sleeve and asked softly, "Who exactly is that old Taoist priest?"

"This person possesses profound internal strength. Although his swordsmanship appears chaotic, each move is highly disciplined and clearly not haphazard practice. Moreover..."

He paused, as if remembering something, "Although he deliberately concealed his aura, I could sense that it was an extremely pure and authentic Xuanmen internal force."

"The orthodox lineage of Xuanmen?" Qu Feiyan blinked. "Could he really be a Taoist priest from the Mount Tai sect?"

"Perhaps. But even Tianmen, the leader of the Mount Tai Sect, couldn't cultivate such composure. And... Feifei, don't you think he's helping us?"

"Help us?" Qu Feiyan's eyes widened. "He almost cleaved you in two with a single sword strike!"

"If he hadn't interfered, perhaps Mr. Mo and I would have had to settle things today."

Qu Yang sighed, "For the sake of the Hengshan Sect's reputation and Brother Liu's safety, Master Mo will never allow me to enter Hengyang City. And I will never back down in order to see Brother Liu. This battle was originally unavoidable."

"But this old Taoist priest stirred things up, muddied the waters, gave Master Mo a way out, and allowed me to extricate myself. If this isn't helping, what is it?"

Qu Feiyan nodded as if she understood, then muttered unconvinced, "But he's really annoying! And...and..."

She wrinkled her little nose, as if trying to recall something.

"And what?"

"Besides, I always felt there was something strange about his smell." Qu Feiyan tilted her head. "It didn't smell like an old man should. There was a faint fragrance about it."

"Scent?" Qu Yang was taken aback.

"Hmm, although it's very faint, I'm sure I'm not mistaken! How could an old man have this kind of smell?"

Upon hearing this, Qu Yang's heart stirred, and his eyes became profound.

"It seems a dragon has crossed the river to Hengyang City."

……

Hengyang City.

This city, located at the foot of Mount Heng, is incredibly prosperous.

Heroes from all walks of life gathered here.

As Liu Zhengfeng's retirement ceremony approaches, heroes from the Five Mountains Sword Sect and various other factions gather, ostensibly to offer their congratulations, but in reality, undercurrents are swirling within them.

Chen Qianyang was still dressed as an old Taoist priest, mingling in the crowd entering the city.

He wasn't in a hurry to find the Huashan Sect's base; he needed to investigate the current situation in Hengyang City thoroughly.

He wandered around the city a few times, changed into an inconspicuous gray cloth robe, and tidied his clothes to make himself look more like a down-on-his-luck wandering Taoist priest.

Then, he found a restaurant, sat down in a corner, ordered a pot of wine and a few small dishes, and slowly drank them.

The restaurant was bustling with noise, and the most talked-about topic was naturally the upcoming "washing hands of the family" ceremony.

"Hey, have you heard? It seems like Master Liu's retirement from the underworld isn't as simple as it looks."

"How so?"

"Hey, haven't you guys noticed? Master Mo, the leader of the Hengshan Sect, hasn't shown up yet! It's said that the two brothers have had a falling out long ago! Master Mo absolutely disagrees with Master Liu retiring from the martial world!"

"I've heard about it too! Some people even say that it was because Master Mo expelled Master Liu from his sect that Master Liu had the idea of ​​retiring."

"Not only that, I heard that the Songshan Sect has also sent quite a few people this time, and they don't seem to have good intentions!"

As Chen Qianyang listened to these rumors, a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Are Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng at odds?

This is nothing more than a smokescreen for outsiders.

These two brothers, one in the open and the other in the shadows; one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop.

The purpose was to preserve the foundation of the Hengshan Sect in the face of the Songshan Sect's relentless pressure.

Unfortunately, their opponent was Zuo Lengchan.

A ruthless and ruthless man who would stop at nothing to dominate the martial arts world.

This kind of low-level trick might fool ordinary martial arts practitioners, but to think it could fool Zuo Lengchan is nothing short of a pipe dream.

"Songshan Sect..."

Chen Qianyang tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

Now that I'm here, this play can't be performed according to your script.

As he was pondering this, he suddenly saw several disciples dressed in Huashan Sect attire walking past the restaurant.

The leader was Laudenuo, followed by several junior disciples.

They walked in a hurry, looking anxious, as if they were searching for something.

"Lauderne?"

Chen Qianyang's heart stirred.

Logically speaking, the Huashan Sect should have already arrived in Hengyang and should be resting at an inn by now.

Why are you in such a hurry? Could something have happened?

He beckoned to the waiter and tossed him a piece of silver.

"Brother Er, I have a question for you. Why were those Huashan Sect disciples who just passed by in such a hurry?"

The waiter took the silver, beaming, "Master, you're unaware of the situation. Things haven't been peaceful in Hengyang these past few days! I heard that a young nun from the Hengshan Sect was kidnapped outside the city a couple of days ago!"

"Oh? Who's so bold as to mess with the Hengshan Sect?"

"Who else could it be? That womanizer, Tian Boguang! I heard that the little nun is quite pretty, and that lecherous thief Tian Boguang has his eye on her. These past few days, Master Dingyi of the Hengshan Sect has been frantically searching for her! The Huashan Sect and the Hengshan Sect are closely connected, so they're probably helping to find her too."

Tian Boguang? Yilin?

Chen Qianyang's eyes lit up.

If I remember correctly, Linghu Chong should also be involved.

"That's interesting."

Chen Qianyang finished his drink and stood up.

He walked out of the restaurant, looked at the bustling street, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

This grand show is about to begin.