Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Some of the people from Na Du Tong continued to chase the three, while a few stayed behind and walked to the front of Xiao Tao Yuan.

The three men lay on the ground, their faces bruised and swollen, their bodies covered in injuries.

The man from Nadutong asked, "What's going on?"

The three of them stammered and pushed each other, none of them willing to speak first.

The man from Nadutong frowned: "Arrest them all and take them back."

The three of them immediately panicked.

The short, stout man struggled to his feet: "We're the victims!"

The man who knew everything watched him, waiting for him to continue.

The short, stout man quickly said, "We just encountered a man with a knife, and we thought he was a Japanese soldier. He told the three of us to tell you all not to chase after him, saying he only kills Japanese soldiers. It wouldn't be good if you chased after him and accidentally hurt him."

The other two nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's it."

After listening, the man from Na Du Tong remained silent for two seconds, then turned to the others and said, "Arrest him and take him back."

The three of them couldn't hold back any longer.

The man with the slicked-back hair shouted, "Why are you still arresting people?!"

The man from Nadutong looked at him and said, "You didn't tell us anything earlier, but only when you heard we were going to take you back, so there must be something else going on."

He turned to the others and said, "Didn't you hear me? Take him back!"

The three of them struggled to get up, but they had been beaten badly and had no strength left.

Several people came up, held them down, sealed their Qi, and took them directly into the car.

The van door closed and it sped away.

Fengtian, the office is everywhere.

Gao Lian made a phone call.

beep-

It rang for a long time before it was finally answered.

There was a lot of static on the phone, and the sound of metal clanging together.

Gao Lian said into the microphone, "Everyone's heading your way. If they don't know any martial ethics, you don't need to show any mercy."

A "heh" came from the other end of the phone.

Then there was a burst of shrill static, and the call was disconnected.

It wasn't the sound of hanging up; it was the sound of something shattering.

An open space outside Yanbian City.

Lin Rufeng threw the broken phone pieces away from his hand. Three people were standing in front of him.

He had a messy hairstyle, looked to be in his early twenties, and held a knife in his hand with fine patterns on the blade.

A young woman, with her hair in a ponytail, wearing a white down jacket, was also holding a knife.

There was another young man, also carrying a knife.

The guy with the messy hair suddenly attacked, slashing at Lin Rufeng with his phone, which shattered instantly.

The man with the afro took a step back, holding the knife horizontally in front of him.

The young man spoke, his Chinese fluent: "We are from the Ishikawa family. We've come to retrieve the sword for destruction, not for something like the Hirai Shinobu—"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Rufeng's sword had already thrust forward.

Those Japanese devils deserve to die.

The young man dodged to the side and drew his sword to parry.

clang!

The two swords clashed, sparks flying everywhere.

Lin Rufeng's swordplay continued unabated, black Qi gushing out like ink, condensing into sword energy in the air.

Ink-covered Mountain!

The sword energy poured down like a waterfall, engulfing the three of them.

With a slash, the man with the afro split the sword energy, then swept it horizontally with a backhand.

The young woman slashed in from the side, her blade flashing like snow, aiming for Lin Rufeng's waist.

Lin Rufeng shifted his feet, his figure flashing away like a ghost, while simultaneously changing the direction of his sword.

The wind scatters the shadows!

Sword shadows scattered in all directions, making it difficult to distinguish between real and illusory ones. Each sword shadow carried a black aura, making it impossible to tell which one was real.

With a single slash, the man with the afro cleaved several sword shadows, but the remaining sword shadows bypassed his blade and pierced straight into his chest.

He stumbled backward, his clothes torn in several places.

The young woman seized the opportunity to rush forward, her sword strikes wide and sweeping, each strike carrying a sharp, swift wind.

Lin Rufeng did not fight her head-on. He moved swiftly, dodging her blade and slashing back with his sword.

Beads jumping!

The sword energy flowed continuously like a string of pearls, one after another, each aimed at the young woman's vital points.

The young woman blocked more than a dozen swords, her arm went numb, and the area between her thumb and forefinger cracked.

Just then, a group of men in black suits came up from behind.

Upon seeing the battle unfolding here, they joined the fray without hesitation.

The man with the afro paused for a moment, then raised his knife to meet the man in the black suit.

The young woman also turned around, blocking the other man in a black suit.

Ishikawa Ken—the young man—while blocking the attacks from the man in the black suit, shouted at Lin Rufeng, "These people are Hira ninja! They're the ones who tried to steal the knife!"

Lin Rufeng wouldn't listen at all.

He was happy to see the Japanese fighting amongst themselves so he could reap the benefits.

The black energy swirled, dodging the young man's knife, and stabbed at the man with the unkempt hair next to him.

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The man with the afro was fighting with the man in the black suit when he was almost stabbed by the sword and hurriedly dodged.

The man in the black suit slashed at her with his knife, but the man with the afro blocked it with his backhand, and the two of them got entangled in a fight again.

The young woman was also surrounded by two men in black suits, and a fierce fight broke out between them, with knives flashing.

The young man wanted to help, "We're not here to steal the knife! We're here to destroy it! It's Higanbana who's here—"

Lin Rufeng's sword was right in front of him again.

Beads jumping!

The black energy transformed into countless tiny beads, raining down on the young man.

The young man raised his knife to parry, the blade flashing in front of him like a net, blocking most of the round beads, but a few still hit him, causing his blood to surge.

As the man with the frizzy hair and the man in the black suit were fighting, they suddenly noticed Lin Rufeng's sword coming at them again, and quickly dodged.

The situation was similar for the young woman; she had to deal with two men in black suits while also guarding against Lin Rufeng's cold sword.

The three parties, each with their own agendas, fought a chaotic battle.

Higoshi wanted to steal the knife, the Ishikawa family wanted to destroy it, and Lin Rufeng trusted no one but wanted to kill the Japanese.

Now, neither side can do anything to the other.

……

Harbin, 4S store.

Cheng Mo and Xia He stood in front of a city SUV.

The salesperson explained, "This car has a 2.0L engine, manual transmission, and low fuel consumption, so it's perfectly fine for long-distance driving. We're having a promotion now; the base price is 118,000 yuan, and the total cost will be less than 130,000 yuan."

Xia He walked around the car, then patted the hood: "This one will do."

The salesperson's eyes lit up: "Shall we go and complete the formalities?"

The two followed the salesperson into the office, signed the contract, and swiped their cards.

Xia He took out her card, and after applying all the discounts, she ended up spending 128,000 yuan.

The salesperson handed over the invoice and contract: "The car will take about a week to pick up. We will notify you when that time comes."

Xia He's phone rang right after she finished signing her name.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Xia Weiguo.

"Hey, Dad."

Xia Weiguo's voice came through the receiver: "What did you do that cost you over ten thousand?"

Xia He was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that the card was registered in her father's name, and that her father could receive text messages. She then replied, "Bought a car."

There was a two-second silence on the other end.

Then her mother, Liu Yuping, grabbed the phone: "Xiaohe, don't worry about your dad. Have you gotten your driver's license yet?"

To avoid trouble, Xia He simply said, "Yes, I passed the test. I'll drive back next time."

Liu Yuping said, "Okay. But is a car costing around 100,000 to 200,000 yuan okay? Don't buy anything too cheap."

Xia He smiled and replied, "Yes, it'll definitely work."

Liu Yuping reminded her, "Then please be careful."

"Okay, Mom," Xia He raised her voice, "Goodbye, Dad."

After hanging up the phone, she turned to Cheng Mo and asked, "Where are we going now?"

Cheng Mo checked the time: "It should be about time. Let's go to Yanbian."

Xia He was taken aback: "Didn't you not go inside the inner realm? How could you calculate this?"

Cheng Mo smiled and said, "That's called analysis. The last divination involved two knives. He Yunchong took one of them, so that one was fake. The other one must be real. Finding the two knives is easy."

Xia He nodded: "That makes sense..."

She suddenly realized, "Wait, that's not right. Didn't you only say there were two places at the beginning? We've already been to the mountain god temple, so someone must have been to the other place. How come you were unsure then, but now you're certain?"

"Location changes are unpredictable and can change at any time. And this time, more than one person witnessed it firsthand..."

Cheng Mo frowned as he said this.

Xia He chuckled: "Right. He can hide for a while, and he can hide forever. But why did that guy show himself? There must be a conspiracy involved."

Cheng Mo thought for a moment and shook his head: "No matter what, they've been out in the open for so long, they must have been caught. If we go there now, we'll probably see the end of it."

Xia He said, "But we'll have to wait another week to pick up our car."

Cheng Mo patted his waist: "Let's ride a motorcycle there, it's not that far."

The phone rang just as he finished speaking.

He took it out and saw—Xia Liuqing.

"Hey, old man, have you finished your business?"

Xia Liuqing's voice came through, accompanied by the whistling of the wind in the background: "Where are you, Cheng boy?"

Cheng Mo turned to Xia He and asked, "What's this place called?"

Xia He shook her head.

Cheng Mo said into the microphone, "I don't know what this place is called either. Just tell me what you need to say."

Xia Liuqing said, "There's been some trouble in Yanbian right now, and we're heading there."

"We are getting ready to go."

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