Simultaneous Transmigration: Freedom Across the Heavens

"Who?" Liu Zhengfeng felt a surge of anger rush from his heart to the top of his head, and he wished he could tear the troublemaker apart.

"Liu Zhengfeng!" A loud shout rang out, and a group of dozens of people rushed in from outside the courtyard.

The leader was a burly man with a square face and a dark red complexion. He was none other than Ding Mian, the leader of the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan and the Pagoda Bearer.

Beside him stood Lu Bai, the Crane Hand, and Fei Bin, the Great Songyang Hand. The three of them had gloomy faces and came with a menacing manner, clearly intending to cause trouble.

Without saying a word, Ding Mian took out a token from his pocket and said sternly, "Alliance Leader Zuo has ordered that Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Washing Hands Ceremony be suspended until he confesses to colluding with the Demonic Sect, at which point he will be dealt with."

"What?"

"Colluding with the evil cult?"

"Fight! Start fighting!!"

These words caused an uproar among the crowd; some were astonished, while others simply wanted to watch the spectacle.

Master Tianmen suddenly opened his eyes, two beams of light shooting straight at Ding Mian, his whisk trembling slightly, as if he were about to strike at any moment.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze exchanged a glance and remained silent, intending to observe the situation first.

Abbess Dingyi paused in her prayer beads, frowned, and said, "Brother Ding, why do you say that? We all know Brother Liu's character. Could it be that Alliance Leader Zuo has been deceived by someone else?"

"You're talking nonsense, nun." Fei Bin snorted coldly, his face showing hostility, and said, "Alliance Leader Zuo is a man of great talent and ambition. Who can deceive him? We have the evidence, which we will present to you later."

"Amitabha." Seeing his resolute tone, Dingyi's doubts were largely dispelled, and he began to twirl the prayer beads in his hand again.

Ding Mian pressed on: "Liu Zhengfeng, is it true that you have been secretly colluding with Qu Yang, an elder of the Demonic Sect?"

Liu Zhengfeng remained silent, his expression shifting uncertainly. If he confessed, his whole family might suffer; if he denied it, he might ruin his friendship with Brother Qu.

At this moment, Lu Bai stepped forward, seemingly to ease the tension, and said with a smile, "Brother Liu, the evidence of your association with Qu Yang is irrefutable, but Leader Zuo is magnanimous. As long as you publicly announce that you are severing all ties with Qu Yang and that you will be irreconcilable enemies from now on, we will turn around and leave without pursuing this matter any further."

Oh no!

Upon hearing this, Bai Li understood that Lu Bai and Ding Mian were playing good cop and bad cop, first confirming Liu Zhengfeng's collusion with the evil sect, and then doing something else.

Given Liu Zhengfeng's personality, this move would only backfire.

Bai Li's gaze swept around the crowd. There was an undercurrent of activity in the crowd, and many unfamiliar faces had appeared. So he pulled Yue Lingshan along and quietly retreated to the back of the crowd.

As expected, after listening to Lu Bai's words, Liu Zhengfeng sighed and said, "Brother Qu and I are just kindred spirits, friends who make friends through music, nothing more."

"What a kindred spirit! Who would believe me if I said that?"

Lu Bai immediately turned hostile, waving for the Songshan disciples to step forward. "Liu Zhengfeng, as a member of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, you have secretly colluded with the Demonic Sect. What is your punishment?"

"Men, seize him and take him back to Mount Song to be dealt with by the Left Alliance Leader!"

Dozens of disciples from Mount Song responded and drew their swords, surrounding Liu Zhengfeng in the center.

Suddenly, a flash of silver light appeared.

Silver needles, like streaks of starlight, struck the swords of the Songshan disciples, clanging and clanging... a series of sounds knocking all the Songshan disciples' swords to the ground.

"The Black Blood Divine Needle is Qu Yang's!" Lu Bai shouted sharply, simultaneously striking out with both palms towards Liu Zhengfeng's chest, intending to capture the main culprit first.

With a clang, the strings vibrated, and Qu Yang, dressed in black, appeared beside Liu Zhengfeng. The strings were as sharp as blades, forcefully repelling Lu Bai.

Ding Mian stepped forward, waving for the Songshan disciples to retreat. A disdainful smirk appeared on his lips as he said, "Fine! An elder of the Demonic Sect has personally appeared to save us. Liu Zhengfeng, what do you have to say now?"

"Brother Qu, why are you doing this to yourself?"

Liu Zhengfeng ignored Ding Mian, but looked at Qu Yang with guilt in his eyes and said, "They came for me, they're just giving up their physical bodies. Now that you're here, it'll be hard for you to leave."

Qu Yang remained calm, his fingers tracing the strings of the zither, and said, "True friends are hard to find. How can I stand idly by when Brother Liu is in trouble?"

Bai Li muttered under his breath, "What's going on? This is Hengyang, not Chengdu."

"What happened in Rongcheng?" Yue Lingshan, with her sharp ears, immediately leaned over and blinked her big eyes curiously.

"Girls shouldn't ask about these things." Bai Li lightly tapped her forehead with his finger.

Yue Lingshan shrank her neck, pouted, mumbled something under her breath, and obediently leaned against him.

In the arena, Liu Zhengfeng stepped forward and stood protectively in front of Qu Yang: "Brother Qu and I are bosom friends, and I must protect his safety today no matter what."

"Protect his safety!"

Ding Mian, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, said, "You should protect your family's safety first."

He clapped his hands. "Bring it up."

Amid the commotion, the disciples of Songshan brought Liu Zhengfeng's wife, children, and elderly relatives forward.

The elderly, women, and children, all pale-faced, were bound by ropes, trembling, and pushed and shoved to the foot of the platform.

"father!"

"My husband!"

Upon seeing this, the crowd erupted in cheers.

Yue Buqun, Ding Yi, and Daoist Tianmen all looked shocked. They never expected the Songshan Sect to act so ruthlessly. They discussed the matter extensively and then reached a tacit understanding: "If the Songshan Sect dies, the teeth will be cold." They must not let the Songshan Sect set such a precedent, otherwise, everyone in the Five Mountains Sword Sects will live in fear in the future.

Liu Zhengfeng flew into a rage: "Ding Mian, don't let your family suffer. If you have a problem, come at me alone. Why are you making things difficult for my family?"

"The evil cultists deserve to be killed by everyone."

Fei Bin pointed his sword at Liu Zhengfeng, "Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free. Who knows if there are any traitors from the Demonic Cult in your family?"

"I am now an official appointed by the imperial court!" Liu Zhengfeng roared, trembling with rage. "How dare you presume to harm imperial officials! Is there no law left?"

"The law? Hahaha..." Fei Bin laughed smugly, his tone extremely arrogant: "In the Five Mountains Sword Sect, only the Left Alliance Leader's command flag matters; the imperial law has no effect on us."

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhengfeng felt his blood surging and his breathing suddenly became heavier, as if a bellows was being turned.

Just as tensions were about to rise, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "What arrogance! The Songshan Sect is not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court; could it be that they intend to rebel?"

"Who is spreading rumors?"

Fei Bin turned around abruptly and shouted sharply, "Get out here!"

The crowd stirred, the flow of people parted, and a figure slowly emerged. This person had a wasp waist and a slender back, mantis legs, a resolute face, a short mustache, and carried a wooden box on his back, exuding an imposing aura.

"Who are you, daring to slander my Songshan Sect? Are you tired of living?" Fei Bin carefully examined the newcomer, but he did not recognize the name of this person.

The newcomer glanced at Fei Bin indifferently, as if looking at an ant. "Qinglong, Vice Commander of the Northern Garrison and Embroidered Uniform Guard."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.

"This..." Ding Mian and Lu Bai looked at each other, their eyes filled with astonishment. How did they manage to bring out the Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard?

Fei Bin's heart trembled. He realized he had spoken too soon. On the surface, he still tried to remain calm and said, "So what if they're the Embroidered Uniform Guard? Jianghu matters are settled in Jianghu. That's the rule."

"rule?"

Azure Dragon's eyes were half-open, a powerful aura emanating from him, the scent of iron and blood. "Do you know why the martial world is called the martial world?"

Before Fei Bin could answer, Qinglong looked around and said, "Because, all land under heaven belongs to the king."

Ding Mian just wanted to sew Fei Bin's mouth shut. This brute, did he even know what the position of the Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard meant? How dare he make such lewd remarks?

He quickly gestured to Lu Bai to tell Fei Bin to shut up.

Lu Bai understood immediately, stepped forward and pulled Fei Bin aside, cupped his hands to Qinglong and said, "Sir, he's just being foolish and speaking without thinking. What he said doesn't represent the Songshan Sect. Please forgive him and don't take it personally."

Qinglong remained expressionless and ignored Lu Bai.

Lu Bai braced himself and cautiously inquired, "May I ask what brings you to the Liu residence, sir? Is there anything we can do to assist you?"

Qinglong looked at Liu Zhengfeng, nodded slightly, and said, "I'm taking him with me."

What?

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed again.

Ding Mian felt as if he had eaten raw, unpalatable intestines—disgusted and helpless. Anxious and frustrated, he said, "Sir, this is inappropriate..."

Before he could finish speaking, bang! The wooden box was slammed upright on the ground by the Azure Dragon, and the sound of gears turning came from inside the box.

Qinglong placed one hand on the top of the wooden box and said softly, "I'm giving an order, not discussing it with you."

The crowd surged, and nearly a hundred unfamiliar faces slowly gathered around.