The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

"We don't want to be cannon fodder!"

Mr. Mo raised his right arm high, and his shouts were powerful and resounding.

The cold wind blew his white hair, making his face look even more weathered.

The people in the audience responded loudly.

As the noise grew louder, more and more people were heading this way.

The newly arrived people were unaware of what had happened, but after learning the situation, their expressions changed, and they joined the chorus of condemnation.

At this moment, a group of people were rushing towards this direction from the southeast.

"Old Jia, what are you doing!"

Upon hearing of the mutiny, Sima Da rushed over as if his pants were on fire, only to find Mr. Mo inciting others to mutiny.

"What am I doing? Island Master Sima, aren't you going to give me an explanation? My brother and so many martial arts masters responded to your call and launched a surprise attack from the back mountain, and now they're all dead up there, never to return! How are you going to explain this to us?!"

Mr. Mo was visibly excited.

Sima was shocked and furious: "What explanation do you want? Victory and defeat are common in war. It's normal for some people to die when we come to attack Mount Hua. Don't make trouble here!"

"Am I being unreasonable?"

Mr. Mo retorted without any hesitation.

"Life and death are predestined, I understand. We have come all this way knowing that some people will die, but it must not be caused by the commander's stupidity!"

"That's right!"

Immediately, someone echoed Mr. Mo, angrily saying, "We risked our lives to avenge the Holy Maiden, driven by sheer passion. But you son of a bitch, you used our lives to pay the price. So many of us died and we still couldn't break through. All you can do is tell us to launch a direct assault. You can't come up with any other solutions. What good are you?"

What this person said was exactly what the others were thinking. They had been harboring resentment for a long time, and now that someone had stirred it up, it all came out.

The crowd was filled with emotion, and Mr. Mo even pulled out a huqin from somewhere and began to play it while weeping.

"Heartless Heaven, why do you treat us, who are full of love, so cruelly? My brother, you left us so early, so inexplicably. How am I supposed to live? It's truly a case of the yellow plum falling but the green plum falling, and the white-haired having to bury the black-haired."

Mr. Mo played with great emotion, producing a melodious and poignant tune that moved listeners to tears.

They've even started singing!

Sima Da was both shocked and furious.

"Go and drag that old man down!"

Immediately, several gang members climbed onto the high platform to capture Mr. Mo.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Mo ran around dodging and shouting as he ran.

"Murder to silence them! Murder to silence them! Sima Da is going to kill them to silence them!"

The others were enraged and rushed forward, plunging the scene into chaos.

Jiang Ning, standing in the distance, stared wide-eyed, completely mesmerized.

He found it difficult to comment on this scene.

Mr. Mo's idealized image of a master was shattered.

Meanwhile, in another direction, several people watched all this with cold eyes and sneers on their faces.

"It seems they are nothing but a rabble."

One of them spoke up.

Another person crossed his arms and sneered, "The Holy Maiden actually took these small fry as her subordinates and even called herself a member of the Divine Cult. Several thousand people couldn't even take down a mere Huashan Sect. She has truly tarnished the prestige of my Divine Cult."

"Although there are many of these people, they are all just empty talkers who can only cheer and be used as cannon fodder."

One of them sneered, "I thought we could make a big fuss, but it's nothing special. I think the Grand Steward is overthinking it. He even sent us here specifically to keep watch."

"It was all due to youthful impetuosity and lack of composure that he prematurely revealed his strength."

The group of people watched the absurd scene unfold from a short distance away, chatting and laughing.

The center was in complete chaos and noise, attracting more and more people to come over.

Mr. Mo had disappeared from the stage. Jiang Ning saw him slip out from another corner of the crowd and walk in one direction.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning followed.

After causing such a commotion, Master Mo left without a trace, concealing his merits and fame. He arrived at a place not far away, where a young man was waiting for him.

"Let's go."

At this moment, Mr. Mo seemed to have returned to his original state, speaking casually.

The boy looked completely stunned.

"how?"

Mr. Mo glanced at him.

"Master, you..."

The boy hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Mr. Mo seemed to understand what he wanted to say.

"The affairs of the martial world are mostly about fighting and conquest. If everything involves knives and guns, where will all the lives come from? Strength is inferior, while skill is superior. Being able to stir up turmoil among them without bloodshed is better than any sword, gun, or club."

Mr. Mo gave a soft snort.

"You still have a long way to go in your studies."

The boy remained silent and followed behind Mr. Mo, leaving the group's headquarters. When they passed a grove of trees, Mr. Mo noticed something was amiss.

"who?"

Suddenly, Mr. Mo shouted sharply from behind.

The boy turned around blankly and saw a young man emerge from the shadows.

"Nephew greets Master Mo."

Jiang Ning bowed to Mr. Mo.

Liu Qin's eyes widened when she saw Jiang Ning.

"It's you?"

Mr. Mo was also somewhat surprised to see Jiang Ning, as he recognized Jiang Ning as well.

What are you doing here?

Jiang Ning said, "I was ordered by my master to go down the mountain to gather intelligence and to contact the seniors of various sects who came to support my Huashan Sect."

Master Mo gave Jiang Ning a strange look: "Sect Leader Yue is quite comfortable letting you go down the mountain."

Over the past year, Jiang Ning's reputation has spread throughout the martial arts world, and he has heard of it.

With the mountain so dangerous down there, Yue Buqun still dares to let Jiang Ning go down the mountain alone, isn't he afraid of something unexpected happening?

Jiang Ning looked at Master Mo and Liu Qin and said, "Master Mo, all the senior uncles and brothers of the Hengshan Sect are currently at Mount Hua. Would you like to come up the mountain with me now?"

Mr. Mo shook his head.

"Not for now."

There are already enough people on the mountain, one more won't make a difference. He plans to continue causing trouble down the mountain.

"If you want to contact other sects, I saw that there were Taoists from the Qingcheng Sect when I passed through Hanzhong Prefecture before."

Mr. Mo said something.

"I heard that those Taoist priests came to help your Huashan Sect, but Huashan is now surrounded and they can't get here. You can go find them, but I don't know if they are still around."

Mr. Mo spoke with a strange expression on his face.

He couldn't understand why the remaining members of the Qingcheng Sect, who had previously wiped out Yu Canghai and his disciples, would come to help Jiang Ning.

Upon hearing that Taoist Zhang had also come to Shaanxi, Jiang Ning nodded.

"I understand, thank you Master Mo."

Since Master Mo Da did not intend to go to Mount Hua, Jiang Ning did not force him. He wanted to go to Hanzhong Prefecture to see if the Taoist priests Zhang and his companions were still there.

Before leaving, Jiang Ning took out the papers that Yue Buqun had given him.

Chapter 210 Unexpected People

"what is this?"

Mr. Mo looked at the stack of papers in Jiang Ning's hand with some curiosity.

"This is a lost sword technique of the Hengshan School."

Jiang Ning offered an explanation, briefly recounting what had happened.

Mr. Mo's eyes widened. He grabbed the paper from Jiang Ning's hand and quickly began to read it. The more he read, the more shocked he became, especially when he saw the counter-moves for the Hengshan Sword Technique, which he found hard to believe.

After a while.

Mr. Mo put the papers away.

"I will personally go up the mountain to thank Master Yue soon."

A serious expression appeared on Mr. Mo's face.

These sword techniques are crucial. Ever since many exquisite Hengshan sword techniques were lost, the Hengshan School has been declining day by day. Not only the Hengshan School, but all the other five mountain sword schools except the Songshan School are also declining.

Now that Yue Buqun has returned the sword technique to their sect, Master Mo is filled with excitement and gratitude.

"Uncle-Master, there's no need for thanks."

Jiang Ning said, "My master said that the Five Mountains Sword Sects are like one family and should help each other. In fact, my master originally wanted to return these sword techniques to the Hengshan, Taishan and Hengshan sects as soon as possible, but the Songshan sect was ambitious and wanted to annex our four sects, so it was delayed until now. Please don't blame Master Mo."

While explaining, Jiang Ning also mentioned this matter.

Unlike Tianmen Daoist's initial shock and anger upon hearing that the Songshan Sect intended to annex the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Sects, Master Mo Da remained calm and unsurprised.

It seems that Master Mo already knows about the Songshan Sect's conspiracy.