From the beginning of Swordsman, he created a legend in the martial arts world.

Aya and Alu cautiously emerged from the cave, only to find the ground littered with corpses and the stench of blood assaulting their senses. A look of fear immediately crossed their faces, and they instinctively moved closer to Meng Fei.

"Hurry up!"

Meng Fei sheathed his sword and gave a low shout.

The three determined their direction and quickly headed away from the Five Poisons Sect's headquarters.

About an incense stick's time after they left, an elder of the Five Poisons Sect arrived quickly with more than ten followers. When they saw the corpses of the Hundred Poisons Sect disciples scattered all over the cave entrance, they were all shocked.

The elder's expression changed drastically. After ordering his men to investigate carefully, he quickly entered the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave.

Before long, the elder emerged from the Cave of Ten Thousand Poisons, his face ashen, even showing a hint of panic.

"The sacred cave's heritage... has been destroyed!"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

The follower who had first discovered Meng Fei stepped forward tremblingly and reported what he had seen—that someone had come out of the sacred cave.

The news quickly reached the Five Poisons Sect headquarters, and soon after, a cold and ruthless order was issued from the Five Poisons Sect headquarters.

"Find his identity, hunt him down to the ends of the earth!"

The three broke through the Five Poisons Sect headquarters, encountering numerous interceptors along the way, all of whom were cut down by Meng Fei with the Thirteen Deadly Swords.

However, when the three arrived at Baicaodong, a strong smell of blood wafted over on the wind.

The horrific scene before their eyes was instantly revealed: the familiar bamboo houses were burned down, the village walls had collapsed, and the ground where herbs used to be dried was now littered with the corpses of the clansmen.

Only a handful of survivors remained, their eyes numb as they carried the bodies of their loved ones.

"Grandma... Uncle... Brother..."

A Luo trembled all over, muttering to herself, tears streaming down her face.

Aya bit her lip hard, her face as pale as paper. Her home was in ruins, and her loved ones were separated by death. The immense grief overwhelmed them like a cold tide.

A middle-aged woman who was tidying up looked up and saw the group. She was stunned at first, then her expression changed drastically. She rushed over and, without saying a word, pulled the group into the nearby woods.

"Aya! Alu! How dare you come back!"

The woman's voice was hurried, and her expression was terrified.

"The sect leader has issued the 'Five Poisons Kill Order,' ordering the execution of anyone who colludes with the Hundred Poisons Sect! And on the list... is the name of that Han Chinese, Meng Fei!"

"The entire Miao region is searching for you. You'd better leave Miao territory as soon as possible, the farther the better!"

Upon hearing this, the light in Aya's eyes dimmed completely, leaving only boundless confusion and despair.

Now, not only has Baicaodong been destroyed, but the entire Miao region has no place for them to live.

Meng Fei stood silently to the side, taking in everything. He looked at the distraught girl, then at the destroyed Baicaodong, and said in a deep voice, "Miao territory is no longer a safe place. If you... are willing, you can come with me to the Central Plains."

The Central Plains? That's a distant and unfamiliar place.

Aya and Alu exchanged a glance, as if they saw the bewilderment in each other's eyes. Now that their loved ones had passed away and they were being hunted down by the Five Poisons Sect, they seemed to have no other choice.

"...We'll go with you!"

Aya's voice was hoarse, but her eyes held a resolute glint.

A Luo held her sister's hand tightly and nodded vigorously.

So, the three of them paused briefly, packed some necessary items, and then headed towards the Central Plains.

However, the Five Poisons Sect's pursuit did not stop there. Under Lan Fenghuang's orders, the Five Poisons Sect members relentlessly pursued them like a persistent leech.

Despite the relentless pursuit, the Five Poisons Sect's influence never ventured into the Central Plains as it moved further away from the core of Miao territory.

With his Thirteen Deadly Swords, far surpassing his previous skills, and the antidote methods of the Aya sisters, Meng Fei escaped danger multiple times and finally broke through the last few blockades, entering the Central Plains.

On the day I stepped into the town, a light drizzle was falling from the sky, and the long-lost Han-style houses and local dialects came into view.

However, the three felt little joy at escaping danger; instead, they felt a numb weariness and a deep, lingering sorrow hidden in their eyes.

Just as the three were quietly having their meal in the inn's lobby, they inadvertently heard a shocking piece of news.

"Have you heard? Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect, has actually gathered thousands of unorthodox sects and marched in a grand manner to attack Shaolin Temple."

"More than that? It's said that even troublesome figures like the 'Six Immortals of Peach Valley' and the 'Yellow River Ancestor' have followed. Now, Shaolin Temple is tightly guarded, as if facing a formidable enemy. This martial world is likely to be engulfed in a massive upheaval..."

Meng Fei paused slightly in his chopsticks.

Linghu Chong? Shaolin?

"Brother Meng, isn't Shaolin Temple the number one martial arts sect in the Central Plains? How could it be attacked?"

Seeing Meng Fei lost in thought, A Luo couldn't help but ask in a low voice out of curiosity.

"This... perhaps there's some misunderstanding!"

Meng Fei snapped out of his daze, forced a relaxed smile, and then gave a perfunctory reply, but a shadow inexplicably settled over his heart.

"Misunderstand?"

A burly man with a fierce face heard this, sneered, and interrupted loudly.

"What misunderstanding! Linghu Chong is clearly having an affair with that demoness from the Demonic Sect. I heard he even injured his fellow disciple Lin Pingzhi. Heh, the top disciple of Mount Hua? I think he's a disgrace to Mount Hua, and he'll fall into demonic ways sooner or later!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Fei frowned slightly but did not respond, since the other party had only heard it secondhand.

However, Meng Fei didn't care, but A Luo couldn't stand it anymore. She was young and simple-minded, and had been through life and death with Meng Fei all the way. She couldn't stand others slandering others so arbitrarily—even though she didn't know Linghu Chong.

"How could you talk such nonsense!"

A Luo stood up, her little face slightly flushed with anger.

"How can you slander someone's reputation without solid evidence? Brother Meng once said, in all matters..."

"Aro".

Meng Fei tried to stop him in a low voice, but it was too late.

Upon hearing the words "Brother Meng," the man's eyes darted around, and he sized Meng Fei up and down a few times. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he tentatively asked, "Brother Meng? Little girl, this Brother Meng of yours, could he be... the Meng Fei who obtained the 'Evil-Repelling Sword Manual'?"

A'Luo had no idea what the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual" was, and assuming the other party was confirming her name, she nodded without thinking, "Yes, he is Brother Meng Fei!"

Upon hearing this, the entire hall fell silent.

The diners at the several tables who had been talking loudly just moments before all turned their gazes toward them, their faces showing a complex mix of surprise, greed, and fear.

The atmosphere was even more eerie and oppressive than when they had discussed the Demonic Cult's attack on Shaolin.

Meng Fei's heart sank, realizing something was wrong. He had been away from the Central Plains for several months and had forgotten the turmoil caused by the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual." He was already being watched by countless eyes in the dark.

Without saying another word, he immediately stood up, grabbed Aya and the other woman's hands, and whispered, "Let's go!" Then, without further ado, he pulled them upstairs quickly.

"Brother Meng, what's wrong? Those people's eyes are looking so strange..."

A Luo belatedly realized what was happening and asked somewhat uneasily.

Meng Fei shook his head, his expression grave: "It's nothing. Remember, don't easily argue with others in the future, and be more vigilant tonight!"

Seeing his serious expression, the two women nodded nervously, though they didn't understand why.

As night deepened, around midnight, a very faint rustling sound came from the rooftop. If Meng Fei hadn't improved his internal strength, he would have hardly noticed it.

They've arrived!