The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

"So much like...so much like..."

Although the beautiful woman's voice was very soft, Chen Qianyang listened carefully.

Who does he resemble? Chen Qianyang's mind stirred slightly, and he had already guessed the identity of the person who came.

There is only one person in the Huashan Sect with such beauty and heroic spirit.

Ning Zhongze, Yue Buqun's wife, is known in the martial arts world as the Heroine Ning.

Judging from Ning Zhongze's expression and words, it must be related to her cheapskate father.

Could it be that this Madam Yue was once my father's lover?

This idea, though absurd, is the best explanation for everything before our eyes.

He remained outwardly calm, but he had already made up his mind.

The person who came was Ning Zhongze. She realized her slip of the tongue, took a deep breath, her full chest rose and fell slightly, and her face regained its dignified and gentle expression.

She walked gracefully to the window, placed the medicine on the table, and said softly, "The medicine is still a little hot; drink it later. My child, how has your father been all these years?"

She asked the question very tactfully, but there was a hint of expectation hidden in her eyes, as clear as autumn water, that she herself did not realize.

Chen Qianyang lowered his eyes, gathering his sorrow, and began to recount everything that had happened over the years.

When talking about the recent tragedy that befell her family, and how her father died saving her, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with grief, and a few tears welled up in her eyes.

When Ning Zhongze heard that Chen Buwei had been stabbed three times and died from exhaustion, she trembled violently and her face turned deathly pale.

She instinctively reached out to grab it, but only held it in the air for a moment before letting it fall limply.

"Senior Brother Chen..." Her lips parted, but she couldn't finish her question; her eyes were already red.

Chen Qianyang became increasingly certain that there must be something more to this than met the eye.

He tentatively inquired, "You and my father seem to have a close relationship?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Zhongze seemed to wake up with a start, quickly turned around, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corner of her eye.

Forcing himself to remain calm, he said, "I haven't seen my fellow disciples for many years, and they have all passed away. I'm just feeling a little sentimental. Your father treated me very well back then and was very kind to me, but let's not talk about what happened back then."

The less willing someone is to talk about it, the more it indicates that something is on their mind.

Chen Qianyang thought to himself that Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were more than twenty years apart in age, and the fact that the old man and the young woman could get together must be related to the fact that the conflict between them in the past had resulted in a small number of children.

She didn't know what role her father played in it.

Although his gossipy nature grew stronger, he also knew that now was not the time, and this might be the breakthrough for him to join the Huashan Sect.

He immediately struggled to get out of bed, but the movement was too violent, and the wound on his back bled again, causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

But he ignored everything and knelt down before Ning Zhongze, pleading, "Senior! I am now all alone and have enemies chasing me. I have nowhere else to turn. I beg you to remember the kindness my father showed me and take me in. I, Qianyang, am willing to repay your great kindness forever!"

Seeing this, Ning Zhongze could not bear it any longer and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

Touching him, I felt his body was ice cold, and I realized that he must have faced many dangers along the way, which made me feel even more sorry for him.

Looking at that familiar face, it was as if I saw that spirited young man from back then again, and I was momentarily lost in thought.

Her last line of defense crumbled, and she sighed, her lips parting slightly: "My child, why must you be like this? Your father was kind to me back then, and now that I have seen his child, how can I stand idly by? You should stay here and rest to recover. I will discuss the matter of staying at Mount Hua with my senior brother."

"Thank you, senior!" Chen Qianyang was overjoyed, thinking that now that he had won over Yue Buqun's wife, his entry into Mount Hua was a sure thing.

"Don't call me senior. According to seniority, you can call me junior uncle." Ning Zhongze was about to say some words of concern.

Unexpectedly, a very soft cough suddenly came from outside the window.

Ning Zhongze's body suddenly stiffened, and her expression became somewhat strange, her previous gentle sadness turning into a trace of panic.

She hurriedly said, "Child, you should rest well. I... I'll be going now."

Having said that, he quickly left the room as if fleeing.

Chen Qianyang had a bad feeling. Could it be that Yue Buqun was eavesdropping on his wife?

This could easily backfire.

Ning Zhongze quickly walked out of the room and, sure enough, saw Yue Buqun standing under the eaves, holding a paper fan in his hand, his expression calm and unreadable.

Ning Zhongze composed herself and stepped forward calmly: "Senior brother, I have found out everything. That child is Senior Brother Chen Buwei's son. Although the Sword and Qi sects fought fiercely back then, Senior Brother Chen escaped and did not participate. Moreover, he is now separated from us by death."

Qianyang was his only child. He lost his parents at such a young age, which is very pitiful. No matter what, he is still a member of our Huashan lineage, and we, as elders, should take care of him.

Yue Buqun did not answer, but gazed at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance. After a long while, he sighed softly, "Looking back over the years, it's been a real shame that you're not here. If you had left with Junior Brother Chen back then, perhaps everything would have been different."

These words came out of nowhere, and Ning Zhongze's cheeks flushed slightly. She spat out, "These are all old stories. Why is Senior Brother bringing them up again?"

Yue Buqun laughed heartily: "Indeed, let's not dwell on the past."

But then his tone shifted, and his eyes sharpened: "However, junior sister, don't blame me for being heartless; this matter is probably not that simple."

"What do you mean?" Ning Zhongze asked, puzzled.

"First of all, this matter was absolutely not the work of the Qingcheng Sect," Yue Buqun said decisively.

"But Chong'er said that those men in black were using Qingcheng martial arts."

Yue Buqun sneered: "The Qingcheng Pine Breeze Sword Technique isn't some profound martial art. I could probably manage a few moves with it."

"The key is, Junior Sister, have you forgotten your Junior Brother Chen's abilities? Back then, he was the number one swordsman among the younger generation of the Sword Sect. Even though he has been in seclusion for many years and his martial arts have become somewhat rusty, how could a few petty thugs from Qingcheng possibly wipe out his entire sect?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Zhongze realized what was going on: "Senior brother, you mean...?"

Yue Buqun sighed, "I'm afraid someone is deliberately testing the waters. Why now? Sending a descendant of the Sword Sect to Mount Hua. If someone brings up the old story of the Sword Qi dispute and reopens this wound, Mount Hua will likely face even more trouble."

Ning Zhongze raised her eyebrows: "We have acted uprightly and sat honestly, so what do we have to fear from others' opinions?"

"Gossip is a fearsome thing, Junior Sister. The truth was already complicated back then." Yue Buqun shook his head. "Moreover, I think Chen Qianyang is not simple. Think about it, the journey from Nanyang to Mount Hua is long and arduous, with constant pursuit along the way. Could a novice with poor martial arts skills really handle it all by himself?"

Ning Zhongze recalled Chen Qianyang's expression earlier and hesitated, "But the child seemed quite honest to me, and his words were very sincere, not like he was faking it..."

"The problem may not lie with him." Yue Buqun's eyes grew even deeper. "Either he possesses martial arts skills unknown to us, or someone is secretly plotting against him. Either way, it's not a good thing for Mount Hua."

Seeing Ning Zhongze hesitate, Yue Buqun walked over and gently patted his wife's hand, his tone softening: "Junior sister, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Let him rest and recover here. Once he's healed, I'll test him, and then everything will be clear."