Simultaneous Transmigration: Freedom Across the Heavens

The next day, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

At the Fuwei Escort Agency, the vermilion gate was opened a crack, and Chief Escort Shi peeked out. Usually at this time, Qingcheng Sect disciples would be shouting and cursing outside the gate, but today it was eerily quiet.

He gritted his teeth, crouched low, and tiptoed towards the small courtyard diagonally opposite, afraid of disturbing others.

Inside the escort agency, Lin Zhennan and Lin Pingzhi sat facing each other in the study, their expressions blank, both with heavy dark circles under their eyes and looking exhausted.

"Sigh!" Lin Zhennan sighed, reminiscing about his grandfather Lin Yuantu, who had become a legend in Jiangnan with his Evil-Slaying Sword Technique and founded the Fuwei Escort Agency. He never imagined that by the time the family business was passed down to him, they would be on the verge of losing it. How could he face his ancestors?

boom!

Lin Pingzhi suddenly slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and said, "I'll take responsibility for my own actions. At worst, I'll go and apologize to Yu Canghai."

"Sit down." Lin Zhennan shouted angrily, but seeing Lin Pingzhi's unconvinced and helpless appearance, his anger dissipated like the receding tide.

"Pingzhi, I don't blame you for being young and impetuous, but this matter is not that simple."

Just as Lin Pingzhi was about to ask, Chief Escort Shi hurried in, his face beaming with joy: "Chief Escort, great news! The Qingcheng Sect members have all disappeared!"

Lin Zhennan was stunned for a moment: "They're all gone? What do you mean?"

"I don't know. I went to the courtyard across the street this morning, and it was empty. All the luggage and belongings had been taken away."

"This..." Lin Zhennan and Lin Pingzhi looked at each other, completely baffled. Yu Canghai was so aggressive yesterday, why did he suddenly withdraw? There must be something fishy going on.

At Fudelou Inn, Yue Lingshan woke up early in the morning. She resisted the urge to knock on the door, and after washing up, she took her long sword and went downstairs to the lobby to wait.

She would occasionally tiptoe towards the stairwell, muttering to herself, "Why aren't Eleventh and Second Senior Brother up yet? If we're late, Father will probably scold us."

A short while later, Bai Li, dressed in a blue robe, came down the stairs.

"Eleven, you've finally made it!" Yue Lingshan's eyes lit up, and she skipped over to him, stuffing a package of oil paper into his hand. "Here, these are fish balls that I had the shop assistant buy this morning. They're still warm. Try them; you said they tasted good yesterday."

Bai Li took the oil paper package, bent down and took a bite. "Mmm, it's even fresher than yesterday's."

Yue Lingshan smiled, her eyes crinkling, then, as if remembering something, she looked around and said, "Where's Second Senior Brother? Why didn't he come down with you?"

"I don't know. I knocked on his door, but no one answered." Bai Li shrugged indifferently.

"Is something wrong?" Yue Lingshan tilted her head, racking her brains but still couldn't figure it out.

Bai Li reassured him, "Second Senior Brother is shrewd and experienced in the martial world. What trouble could he possibly encounter?"

"Let's hurry to Hengyang City first; maybe our second senior brother is waiting for us there."

"Okay." Yue Lingshan nodded, her mind filled with the thought of "traveling with Eleven!" For some reason, a blush spread across her cheeks, and Lau Denuo was completely forgotten.

After paying for their room, the two left Fujulou and hurried towards Hengyang City on horseback.

Despite the hardships of the journey, Bai Li was fortunate to have a beautiful woman by his side, and he felt quite at ease.

When they stopped to rest, Bai Li would occasionally accept the food that Yue Lingshan offered. Their fingertips would inadvertently touch, and Yue Lingshan's cheeks would flush slightly. She would hurriedly move her hand away, pretending to look at the scenery by the roadside, but her ears would secretly turn red.

...

Hengyang City remains as bustling as ever.

Bai Li and Yue Lingshan walked through the streets of Hengyang, passing by all sorts of martial arts figures. Judging from their attire, they came from all over the country: short-sleeved men from Sichuan, swordsmen in scholar's robes from Jiangnan, and martial artists in tight-fitting clothes from the north.

Judging from this, there are probably already undercurrents in Hengyang City.

With the Songshan Sect eyeing them covetously and Zuo Lengchan determined to annex the Five Mountains Sword Sects, Liu Zhengfeng's desire to retire from the martial arts world will likely not be so easy.

Bai Li raised his hand, brushed the hilt of his sword, and his thoughts drifted to Lauderuo.

As for Lauder's body, Yu Canghai must have already brought it into Hengyang City, and who knows what changes it will bring to this turmoil.

"When are we going to meet up with my parents on the 11th?" Yue Lingshan's voice brought Bai Li back to his senses.

She and Bai Li had spent most of the day wandering around Hengyang City, eating, drinking, and having fun, and now they finally remembered that they still had things to do.

"No rush, we haven't found our second senior brother yet, we need to check on his safety first."

It would be a miracle if they could find him. Bai Li was just stalling for time to see if he could meet Master Mo. The Xiaoxiang Night Rain and Hidden Sword on the String—it would be such a pity if such a unique skill were lost. Why not... let me carry it forward?

Just then, a commotion arose in the street, and passersby ran around saying, "There's a martial arts competition at Huiyan Tower! Everyone, come and see what's going on!"

"Let's go, let's go..." The crowd surged, and people from any world have a gossipy heart.

Bai Li pulled Yue Lingshan's wrist: "Junior Sister, let's go take a look too."

Yue Lingshan tried to break free gently, but failed. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she obediently followed.

Huiyan Tower was already bustling with noise, the clamor deafening.

When Bai Li and Yue Lingshan went upstairs, they immediately saw two people drinking merrily at the central table. The man in the blue robe looked carefree and chatted amiably: "Brother Tian, ​​do you know that there are three poisons in the martial world: nuns, arsenic, and golden thread snakes? These three things must not be touched."

It was Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang, with a pretty young nun beside them who kept refilling their wine cups.

This unusual combination drew a large crowd, with many pointing and whispering among themselves.

"Senior Brother, what is he doing here?"

Yue Lingshan was extremely surprised. She thought Linghu Chong had already reunited with his parents, but she didn't expect to meet him here.

He was about to step forward when Bai Li stopped him. "Don't rush, let's see what's going on."

Yue Lingshan bit her pink lips lightly, said nothing, and let Bai Li pull her to a corner table in the restaurant and sit down.

Beside this table, a man was drinking alone. He was dressed in a brocade robe and wore a white jade pendant at his waist. His temperament was completely different from the other martial arts figures in the restaurant. What was most eye-catching was his mustache, which was as neatly trimmed as his eyebrows.

In the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty, there is only one person dressed like this: Lu Xiaofeng, the one with the "Lingxi Finger".

Bai Li gestured for Yue Lingshan to sit down, poured two cups of tea, and spoke casually, his voice not loud but precisely reaching Lu Xiaofeng's ears: "Does Hero Lu also intend to meddle in the internal affairs of the Five Mountains Sword Sect?"

Lu Xiaofeng paused slightly, holding his wine glass. He looked up at Bai Li, his eyes unusually bright, and smiled, "Do you know me, sir?"

Without waiting for Bai Li's response, she said to herself, "That's right. Someone as elegant as me shines like a pearl wherever I go."

"This person is utterly shameless," Yue Lingshan thought to herself, secretly rolling her eyes.

Bai Li was used to this. Lu Xiaofeng, seemingly carefree, was actually meticulous and discreet. Most importantly, he was a chosen unlucky guy; wherever he went, countless people died, and...

"Since Master Lu is unwilling to speak, then I will not disturb him."

Bai Li gave Lu Xiaofeng a strange look; this man was probably going to fall for a woman again.

Lu Xiaofeng, being extremely observant, naturally noticed Bai Li's gaze and felt a sense of unease. What did this person mean? Why did he want to punch him?

Yue Lingshan looked left and right. Did Eleven know this person? She quietly tugged at Bai Li's sleeve. "Eleven, who is he?"

Before Bai Li could speak, a loud shout came from the doorway, "Tian Boguang, you lecherous thief, you really are here!"

Chi Baicheng stepped forward with his sword, pointing it at Tian Boguang.

Tian Boguang picked up his wine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said, "Where did this little brat come from, so ignorant of his own limitations?"

"A lecherous thief who steals flowers should be punished by everyone."

Chi Baicheng stepped forward with his sword, aiming straight for Tian Boguang's throat. Unfortunately, his swordsmanship was sparse. The Taishan Sword Technique, Seven Stars Falling from the Sky, seemed fierce, but in reality, it was full of flaws.

Without turning his head, Tian Boguang wielded his short knife with lightning speed, parrying the sword blade and then slashing at Chi Baicheng's throat.

In a flash, Bai Li flicked his thumb, and a peanut, with a whooshing sound, struck Tian Boguang's short knife.

Clang! A crisp sound rang out, deflecting the blade three feet off course. Tian Boguang felt a numbness in his hand, his eyes filled with astonishment: "Who is this master..."