"You're transported to another world at the same time? What the hell is King Arthur?"

Mo Da was originally worried about bringing Zhang Tian back to Hengshan.

The other party was all alone and helpless there.

After his death, he will be unable to control Hengshan and will be driven out by internal strife and external enemies.

But when he heard Zhang Tian's so-called secret about Shen Wansan, that there were two unclaimed and rich mineral veins, his breathing became rapid.

As long as you have enough money!

Many things will be much easier to handle; 99% of the world's problems can be solved!

Mr. Mo made up his mind.

Without further hesitation, he led Zhang Tian back to Hengshan at full speed.

Lu Lianrong had no idea that his good days were about to end. When his disciple informed him that the elusive sect leader was returning, he was still incredulous and came to greet him with a fawning smile.

But a single sentence from Master Mo made his smile vanish, and his face turned bright red with anger.

Master Mo sat in the main seat, pointed at Zhang Tian, ​​and said to everyone, "I am old and frail, and I am no longer able to serve as the head of Hengshan Sect for long."

"This is the apprentice I took on three years ago."

"Having already assessed them, I can say that their character and talent are exceptional, truly rare in this world!"

"He will become the future leader of Hengshan Sect."

"If anything goes wrong with me."

"Then you will put him in power!"

What?

Lu Lianrong nearly dropped the teacup in his hand, staring in disbelief at Zhang Tian's youthful, innocent face, as if he had seen a ghost, his mind buzzing.

He couldn't understand why the other person was acting this way.

Choose a child whose beard hasn't fully grown in yet.

He shall become the head of this sect!

He was about to say something, but Mo Da saw through his thoughts and immediately cut him off, saying, "I am the sect leader! I'm the one who makes the decisions!"

Lu Lianrong: You, you, you...you'll regret this.

His face fell.

After all, he had been managing Hengshan since Liu Zhengfeng left two years ago, and he had long been used to showing off his power. If it weren't for the fact that only those with high strength could become the sect leader, he probably would have wanted to leave the sect to his descendants long ago.

"Sect Leader, please reconsider!"

Lu Lianrong's eyes darted around, and he immediately passed the buck to another person, Liu Zhengfeng. "This matter is of great importance. Why don't we call our third junior brother back as well, so that the two of us can investigate it carefully before making a decision?"

"After all, there are many swindlers in this world, what if you mistake someone for someone else..."

"Our ancestors would be laughing at us from below!"

He originally thought that saying these words would make Mo Da hesitate, but to his surprise, the other party seemed to have made up his mind and did not back down at all.

"No need for further words. If he's dissatisfied, let him come find me!"

Mo Da's idea was not a sudden whim.

He thought that Liu Zhengfeng had secretly made a move, and it would be good if the Demonic Sect and Mount Song fought a great battle, causing both sides to suffer heavy losses.

But if something unexpected happens...

They themselves would become the target of public criticism.

How could he, as the senior brother, sit idly by?

By then.

The identity of the Hengshan Sect Leader became a constraint.

As the saying goes, middle-aged men are like oxen and horses, subject to beatings and scoldings. But a divorced middle-aged man without children is a deadly weapon that can explode at the slightest provocation.

Mo Da also wanted to use his resignation to suppress Lu Lianrong. After all, if he, as the sect leader, retired, the elder would have no face to interfere in Hengshan's affairs and would retire with him.

The sect will be handed over to the younger generation.

He handed over the sect to Zhang Tian.

"Boss!"

Lu Lianrong wanted to say something more, but he saw Mo Da's gloomy face, staring straight at him, a zither appearing in his hand at some point.

Just do it to him.

Even his apprentices were affected.

They were all so frightened that they retreated repeatedly.

As the saying goes, a person's name is like the shadow of a tree. Half of Hengshan's reputation in the martial arts world is thanks to Master Mo Da. The sword is hidden in the zither, and the zither's sound is in the sword. The night rain in Xiaoxiang is a reputation earned through battle!

The apprentices dared not raise their heads.

He silently took a few steps back.

He shielded Lu Lianrong in front of him.

This made the other party curse inwardly. These traitorous bastards, despite how well they treated them in the past, could not be relied on at all when trouble came!

Lu Lianrong raised his head.

He was incredibly stubborn. "Lu Lianrong is willing to obey the young sect leader's orders. In the future, whether it's going through fire or water, he will follow you at a moment's notice!"

The disciples behind him bowed repeatedly.

They actually recognized Zhang Tian's identity on the spot.

Zhang Tian also found it unbelievable, thinking that he would have to use some tricks or be tricked.

He glanced at Mo Da, who remained silent.

He realized that he had overlooked the difference between the martial arts world and modern society. There was no time for him to play any kind of scheming, business warfare, marketing, or online trolls.

They drew their swords and went straight for the fight.

Fist is power!

Those who disobey will die.

Even though Lu Lianrong had managed Hengshan for more than ten years, he still couldn't match the overwhelming pressure from Master Mo Da, a master.

Zhang Tian stood up and, with his youthful appearance, accepted everyone's courtesy with composure. He glanced around, and although he couldn't see their loyalty or guess their thoughts, it didn't matter. As his strength grew, all conspiracies were just fleeting clouds.

"Second brother, remember to send all the debts from these past years to me."

"Also, send a message to all the disciples of the various sect leaders, telling them to return and see their family!"

"To avoid the embarrassment of not recognizing each other when we meet again!"

Hengshan is a sword sect.

There are also worshippers who come to burn incense on weekdays.

But the main foundation was not these; it was the vast fields near Hengshan, the martial arts schools and various restaurants scattered throughout the surrounding cities, as well as the traveling escort agencies and guards, and so on.

The accumulated wealth of a prestigious family like theirs over the years is comparable to that of a scholarly family, and their wealth is astonishing.

Lu Lianrong was unwilling, but he could only ask his disciple to bring the account books. His eyes were filled with resentment, after all, he had only had these things for less than a year, and they were still in his hands.

Mo Da took them back to his room to take inventory himself.

Zhang Tian couldn't understand it either, since he had never taken on the task before, so he made an excuse to leave.

He wanted to find a quiet place to test the enhancement effect of the Swift Boots on himself. When he went up Mount Heng, he had experienced the enhancement of his lightness skill. He was as light as a swallow and could easily leap over earthen slopes and cliffs several meters high, as easily as eating and drinking.

And now.

He wanted to test the effect of the Swift Boots on his Evil-Repelling Movement Technique.

Learn the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique again.

To avoid losing control due to excessive speed.

Secondly...

The purpose was to fulfill the promise made to Zhang Tian in the city, to find the Hengshan Sect's accumulated collection of martial arts manuals over the years, and to make a copy of those manuals.

"After all, several hundred years have passed. Although no top masters who are famous throughout the martial arts world have emerged, they must have some skills."

If not.

"I'll find a reason to go to Mount Hua sometime in the future."

"The Cliff of Contemplation may contain the essence of various sword techniques and counter-moves from the Five Mountains Sword Sects!"

"That Linghu Chong is so foolish as to keep it a secret from his own master, Yue Buqun..."

"He doesn't want it! I do!"

Zhang Tian went to the library.

On the other side...

Lu Lianrong was in a terrible mood. He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

The disciples around him had their heads bowed lower than each other.

He was clearly subjected to a barrage of angry criticism.

"Boss, you forced me to do this."

Lu Lianrong decided to take drastic measures, showing his determination. He looked into the distance. This young sect leader was so young, at an age when he should be hating evil. If he encountered someone doing evil, should he intervene or not?

He already had a plan in mind.

He couldn't help but hum smugly.

Disciple of the Hengshan Sect Leader?

If I were to bring out Tian Boguang, the legendary swordsman who roamed ten thousand miles alone, how would you respond?