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

Ding Mian asked cautiously, "Senior brother, why are you transferring all those people to the summit? Is it because..."

Zuo Lengchan remained silent, only glancing at him before closing his eyes.

Ding Mian and the others perked up, and one of the bodyguards said with resentment.

"These factions have suffered such a great humiliation before the world in front of my Songshan Sect today. I swear I will not be a man if I do not avenge this!"

As Zuo Lengchan's junior brothers, they all understood Zuo Lengchan's plan.

These bodyguards were furious about what had happened today.

Zuo Lengchan let them make a racket.

After the bodyguards finished speaking, they all looked at Zuo Lengchan.

"Sect Leader, Senior Brother."

Fei Bin looked at Zuo Lengchan and said, "No matter what, you are our sect leader and senior brother. We, your fellow disciples, only recognize you as the sect leader of Songshan Sect."

"Yes, senior brother, we all only recognize you as our sect leader!"

The other bodyguards also spoke up.

Upon hearing these words, Zuo Lengchan opened his eyes, looked at them, and finally spoke.

"You may leave now."

"Senior brother..."

Seeing this, Fei Bin assumed that Zuo Lengchan was still heartbroken over his self-inflicted martial arts failure and quickly tried to comfort him, but Zuo Lengchan waved his hand.

"Everyone, please leave. Let me have some peace and quiet."

Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to take their leave, leaving only Zuo Lengchan in the empty hall.

Zuo Lengchan sat expressionlessly in the main seat, his posture upright, gazing at the starry sky outside the door, lost in thought.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of faint footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, pulling Zuo Lengchan back to reality.

Zuo Lengchan looked toward the main entrance.

A figure stood in front of the gate.

"Left."

"cold."

"Zen!"

Tianmen Daoist held his sword, looking at Zuo Lengchan sitting in the main seat not far away, his eyes filled with deep hatred.

……

Why are there so many people?

Yue Buqun and Jiang Ning also arrived at the Zen temple where Zuo Lengchan lived, and both of them discovered something.

At this time, many disciples of the Songshan Sect, who were shrouded in darkness, were carrying swords, along with a large number of martial arts practitioners.

"Who goes there!"

Disciples from Mount Song discovered them.

"They're from the Huashan Sect!"

Some sharp-eyed people noticed that Jiang Ning's clothes were Huashan Sect attire.

"Kill them! Don't let them go back and report!"

A disciple from Mount Song shouted.

Upon hearing this, the group of martial arts practitioners who were not from the Songshan Sect rushed over along with the Songshan disciples.

Yue Buqun's face darkened at this moment.

"Leave this to me. Go in and see if your Uncle Tianmen is inside."

Yue Buqun made a decisive move. After saying something to Jiang Ning, he immediately rushed into the crowd and began to kill. The next second, screams rang out from the crowd.

Jiang Ning didn't waste any words. He snatched a sword from a Songshan disciple and killed him. Then he leaped up and headed deep into the Zen temple, moving with incredible speed.

Meanwhile, the commotion on Yue Buqun's side grew louder and louder, attracting many disciples of the Songshan Sect to rush over there.

Jiang Ning searched through the rooms of the Zen temple and soon arrived at the main hall.

The lobby was brightly lit.

Jiang Ning drew his sword and went inside, where he witnessed the scene before him.

Tianmen Daoist sat leaning against a pillar in the main hall, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his hair disheveled and looking quite disheveled.

On the other side, Zuo Lengchan stood not far away, watching him expressionlessly.

Tianmen Daoist clutched his chest with one hand, pointed his sword at Zuo Lengchan, and said sternly.

"Zuo Lengchan!"

"You really didn't abandon your martial arts skills!"

Chapter 397: The Pinnacle of Skill

Shaolin Temple.

"Senior brother, the Five Mountains Sword Sect has been disbanded. This is truly a cause for celebration."

After receiving Zhenshanzi, Jiefeng, and other sect leaders, Fang Sheng spoke to Fang Zheng.

Now that only he and his fellow apprentice were in the room, Fang Sheng could no longer hide his joy.

"Senior brother, you are truly a prophet."

Fang Sheng couldn't help but admire Fang Zheng.

Before the Five Mountains Alliance Leaders Conference began today, the forensic expert had already predicted that the Five Mountains Sword Sect would disintegrate, and it turned out that it really did.

Fang Zheng smiled slightly.

"In fact, judging from the way the Left Sect Leader does things, the disintegration of the Five Mountains Sword Sect was inevitable."

Fang Sheng was still extremely excited.

"Senior brother, now that the Five Mountains Sword Sects have disbanded, shouldn't we start trying to win over the Hengshan Sect and the Hengshan and Taishan Sects?"

After the disintegration of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, Fang Sheng was certain that the Hengshan sects must be in a state of confusion. If Shaolin extended an olive branch to them at this time, he believed they would not refuse.

Now is the perfect time to subdue them.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"We can now arrange for further contact with the Hengshan, Taishan, and Hengshan sects."

"Senior brother, what about Mount Hua..."

Fang Sheng looked somewhat hesitant at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zheng's expression darkened slightly.

Mount Hua... Mount Emei...

Yue Buqun...

Fang Zheng frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Don't worry about Huashan for now. Our main task is to win over Hengshan, Taishan, and Hengshan Sect. Once we subdue these three sects, Huashan Sect will be no threat."

The relationship between the Huashan Sect and the Emei Sect is very close now. Fang Zheng is somewhat wary of the Emei Sect, and consequently feels that the Huashan Sect is also a bit troublesome. Out of caution, Fang Zheng plans to first take down the three sects of Hengshan, and then slowly make his move.

"Ok."

Fang Sheng nodded, his expression showing a hint of regret.

"What a pity. If we could bring Jiangning under our Shaolin Temple, it would surely elevate our temple to a higher level."

Fang Sheng still couldn't forget Jiang Ning.

"This matter is not urgent."

There's no rush for the diagnosis.

Although he also wanted a disciple like Jiang Ning, the most important thing for Shaolin at the moment was to stabilize the situation in the martial arts world.

Ren Woxing has returned to the martial world. He needs to win over the Five Mountains Sword Sects after their disintegration, deal with the changes in the Emei Sect, and do many other things.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but rub his temples.

"Oh, right."

Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something and asked, "Have you contacted Senior Feng since we returned from Mount Hua last time?"

Fang Sheng shook his head.

"No."

Fang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Last time, Senior Feng asked me to help the Huashan Sect overcome its difficulties, but by the time we arrived, it was already over. Senior Feng probably doesn't know about it yet. Go to Shaanxi again and tell Senior Feng about these things. Also, please tell him that I have always remembered the life-saving grace he gave you back then. If Senior Feng has any requests in the future, I will do my best to fulfill them."

"Yes, senior brother."

Fang Sheng nodded, then added, "Senior Feng had been hesitant about our proposal before, but now that Sect Leader Yue has managed the Huashan Sect to its current state, I'm afraid he's even less likely to agree."

Fang Zheng frowned upon hearing this.

He had always thought that Feng Qingyang was a member of the Sword Sect and wanted to use Feng Qingyang's hatred for the Qi Sect to collude with others to remove Yue Buqun from power and install a puppet to control the Huashan Sect, so that the Huashan Sect would be in the hands of Shaolin. But he never expected that such a thing would be exposed today.

Feng Qingyang was not actually a member of the Sword Sect.

No wonder Feng Qingyang has never agreed to their proposals over the years.

Thinking about this made Fang Zheng feel somewhat depressed.

You should have said you weren't a member of the Sword Sect earlier. You've wasted so many years of my time.

That old geezer is really wicked.

"This old monk truly did not expect that Senior Feng was not a member of the Sword Sect. It seems that we may have been misled by Senior Feng's swordsmanship and thought that he was from the Huashan Sword Sect."