My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

"Yes, young master!"

As the respectful voices rang out, several gong-beaters in front swung their arms and struck the gongs hard.

The young man, hearing the deafening noise, curled up the corners of his mouth, leaned back, and lay down on the wood.

But not long after he lay down, a man next to him suddenly let out a soft "hmm".

"Master, there are people ahead!"

"Oh?"

Fu Yuanzong turned his head and glanced ahead, slightly surprised.

A lone figure could be seen walking along the mountain path ahead.

This man carried a long spear on his back, and his figure looked exceptionally upright.

"Tsk tsk, this guy has quite the presence; he must be a martial arts expert!"

Fu Yuanzong nodded slightly, then looked at the man who had spoken and said, "Yan Bei, how long has it been since you've had a proper workout?"

"Reporting to Young Master!"

Upon hearing this, the man immediately smiled and said, "It'll take almost half a month!"

"Very good, this person went up the mountain alone, and he most likely possesses a Concealed Edge Token!"

As Fu Yuanzong spoke, he glanced at the figure ahead and said calmly, "Why don't you go and play with him?"

"But remember, leave one alive!"

Then, Fu Yuanzong paused and said, "We're not afraid of having a bad reputation, we're afraid of it not spreading!"

"yes!"

Upon hearing this, the man's expression immediately became excited, and he prepared to rush forward while simultaneously channeling his inner strength.

But just then, the old man from the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect, carrying a broadsword, suddenly frowned and said, "Wait!"

The man paused, looked at the old man, and a hint of confusion flashed across his face.

Fu Yuanzong, curious, looked at the old man and asked, "Elder Cui, what do you mean by this?"

"Judging from the other person's appearance, they might be someone I know!"

As Cui Shengyou responded, he looked at the figure and called out, "Is that young friend Qin Zhaoye up ahead?"

The sound, carried by Cui Shengyou's internal energy, traveled clearly ahead, bypassing the sound of the gong.

Qin Zhaoye was walking along the mountain path when he suddenly heard a sound coming from behind him, and he stopped in his tracks.

When he turned around and saw Choi Seung-woo, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

After a slight hesitation, Qin Zhaoye took the initiative to walk towards the group.

As they drew closer, Qin Zhaoye first glanced at Fu Yuanzong on the wooden statue, then cupped his hands in greeting to Cui Shengyou: "Junior Qin Zhaoye greets Senior Cui!"

"Oh, it really is you!"

Cui Shengyou smiled, glanced at Qin Zhaoye, and nodded slightly, saying, "It's been a while since I last saw you, and your aura has become much more composed than before!"

"Senior Cui, you flatter me!"

Qin Zhaoye responded while maintaining a calm expression.

Cui Shengyou smiled and said, "Come, young friend Qin, let me introduce you!"

As he spoke, Cui Shengyou looked at Fu Yuanzong and said, "This is Fu Yuanzong, the young master of the Southern Tower of the Western Desert!"

"Western Desert?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhaoye's expression showed surprise.

The Great Hua borders the Western Desert. Although he had never been there, he had heard that the Western Desert sects were known for their strange methods and their expertise in using hidden weapons and poisons.

did not expect……

The opening ceremony of the Cangfeng Sect has even attracted people from the Western Desert.

And this name, Nanlou, he had never heard of it before, but judging from Cui Shengyou's attitude, this... Nanlou is not simple!

Immediately, Qin Zhaoye cupped his hands in greeting to Fu Yuanzong and introduced himself: "My name is Qin Zhaoye!"

"Oh, you're welcome!"

Fu Yuanzong remained lying on the log, looking at Qin Zhaoye, and said with a faint smile, "Originally, I was planning to have my men play with you!"

"Since... you know Elder Cui, then let's just drop this matter!"

As Fu Yuanzong spoke, the man next to him clearly showed some disappointment on his face.

He was fully prepared for the battle.

But since Fu Yuanzong had already spoken, he could only abandon his intention to take action.

Qin Zhaoye naturally understood what was going on, but he simply nodded slightly and did not get angry because of those words.

"Alright, since we've run into young friend Qin, let's go up the mountain together!"

At this moment, Cui Shengyou spoke with a smile, looking at Qin Zhaoye.

"good!"

Qin Zhaoye did not refuse and immediately walked to the side of the group.

Then the gong sounded again, and a group of more than a dozen people continued uphill along the mountain path.

About half an incense stick later, the mountain path ahead gradually opened up.

The voices in the distance became clearer.

When they finally emerged from the forest, the vast expanse of the back mountain was fully revealed before them.

"Wow, there are quite a lot of people!"

Fu Yuanzong sat up from the wooden stool, surveying the lively scene before him, a satisfied look appearing on his face: "Looks like we're a bit late!"

"It is indeed a bit late!!"

As Choi Seung-woo nodded, his gaze swept over the gathered crowd.

That's right, he had arranged for one of the elders and four disciples to come ahead.

but……

He scanned the crowd but did not see anyone from his Sword Sect.

"Hey, where did they go?"

Choi Seung-woo frowned and continued examining the document.

Just then, his gaze suddenly sharpened, fixing on an open space below the stone wall.

That's right, he saw people from his own sect!

But the scene before him left him completely stunned.

After regaining his senses, Choi Seung-woo, looking grim, quickly walked over.

"Let's go take a look!"

As Fu Yuanzong spoke, he jumped down from the log and followed.

Upon getting closer, Fu Yuanzong couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Choi Seung-woo's face was extremely somber.

Indeed, there it was—the elders of the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect were actually fighting with four of their disciples!

The elders of their sect were bruised and swollen, and their clothes were torn in several places.

The four disciples also looked equally disheveled.

The five men were exchanging blows, their sword techniques somewhat restrained, but... no matter how you looked at it, it didn't seem like a simple sparring match.

"Heh, Elder Cui, what are you people from the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect doing?"

Fu Yuanzong chuckled twice and looked at Cui Shengyou, saying, "Is this... a deliberate attempt to please everyone present?"

As soon as Fu Yuanzong finished speaking, the people of the Western Desert around him burst into laughter.

Upon hearing this, Choi Seung-woo's expression immediately turned even more unpleasant.

So many people from the martial arts world were watching from all sides as the members of their Free and Unfettered Sword Sect openly fought amongst themselves.

If word gets out, where will their sect's reputation be?

In that instant, Cui Shengyou could no longer contain his anger and roared at the five opponents, "Pang Guanming, what are you all doing there?!"

"Get down here now!!"

This sound, imbued with internal force, instantly reverberated outwards.

The five people who were fighting stopped at the same time when they heard that familiar voice.

Pang Guanming, an elder of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, was initially delighted upon seeing Cui Shengyou.

But soon, Pang Guanming seemed to remember something, and with a tense expression, he looked in the direction where Jiang Xiaobai was.

"Pang Guanming, I told you to come down here right now, didn't you hear me?!"

Cui Shengyou frowned, his anger deepening: "As an elder, how can you fight with your disciples like this? What kind of decorum is this!"

However, no sooner had Choi Seung-woo finished speaking than a calm voice rang out: "Oh, I'm the one who had them beat them up!"

"Furthermore, I won't let them go down!"

"They...can't get down!"