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

"Where's my wine?!"

Chapter 602: I don't understand, Grandmaster Uncle

Linghu Chong stared blankly into the empty cave, just as his heart was empty at that moment.

Why did I leave so many jars of wine here before I left?

At this moment, Linghu Chong still couldn't quite believe what he was seeing.

Who?

Who stole my wine?

Linghu Chong's first reaction was that someone had stolen his wine, and he was about to get angry, but before he could get angry, he suddenly remembered that this was Mount Hua, and this place was the Cliff of Contemplation, so no one could steal wine from here.

Is it...

Linghu Chong suddenly realized something, his expression turned panicked, and he hurriedly ran out of the cave.

"Grand Uncle."

Linghu Chong asked anxiously, "Did my master come here a few days ago?"

Linghu Chong recalled that not long ago, when he had just returned to the mountain, Yue Buqun and Jiang Ning had come to Jade Maiden Peak to have a martial arts contest.

It's possible that after the master and junior brother finished their martial arts competition, the master came to the Cliff of Contemplation again and saw the wine he had hidden there, so he took it all away.

Linghu Chong thought with a pounding heart.

Feng Qingyang remained calm and composed, and after hearing Linghu Chong's question, he casually replied, "I didn't notice, but I think I've been here before."

It's over.

Linghu Chong's face turned pale.

No wonder Yue Buqun gave him a severe scolding when he came down that time; it must have been because Yue Buqun discovered the wine in the cave that time.

Linghu Chong felt utterly hopeless at this moment.

His despair wasn't because Yue Buqun had discovered the wine, because Yue Buqun had already reprimanded him.

What he despaired about was that even the Cliff of Contemplation would no longer be safe.

This was his private space, and now that it's been exposed, he won't have anywhere to hide his wine anymore.

Seeing his expression, Feng Qingyang frowned and said, "It's just a few jars of wine, it's gone, it's gone, why are you acting like you're going to die?"

Linghu Chong sighed.

Since things have come to this, let's have a drink first.

"Grand Uncle, did you know that my master and Junior Brother Jiang Ning went to Jade Maiden Peak for a martial arts competition some time ago?"

Linghu Chong had not forgotten the purpose of his visit to Jade Maiden Peak.

He originally planned to come the next day, but he went down the mountain with Jiang Ning to deal with the group of beggars. Later, he went to Xi'an Prefecture to recruit disciples, so it was delayed until now.

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyang curled his lip.

"Of course we heard such a loud noise."

Linghu Chong's eyes lit up.

"So you know the result of that duel?"

Feng Qingyang glanced at him.

"What? Didn't Yue Buqun tell you before he went down?"

Linghu Chong smiled awkwardly and said, "We dare not ask."

Feng Qingyang was somewhat speechless.

Linghu Chong asked curiously, "Grandmaster Uncle, who won that martial arts competition, my master or my junior brother?"

Feng Qingyang fell silent, took a sip of wine, and said to Linghu Chong's expectant gaze, "Your junior brother is a monster."

Linghu Chong was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

"Why don't you go see for yourself and see for yourself?"

Feng Qingyang casually pointed upwards, which was the summit of Jade Maiden Peak. That was the site of the grand competition between the two sects of Huashan Sword and Qi nearly thirty years ago, and also the place where Yue Buqun and Jiang Ning had their duel.

"Your master and junior brother's martial arts skills have far surpassed those of the Huashan Sect from decades ago."

Feng Qingyang then said, "I have to admit that in the hundreds of years since the founding of the Huashan Sect, there has never been anyone like your junior brother. At such a young age, he has such profound internal strength. I'm afraid that even the martial arts of our Huashan Sect's founder, Hao Datong, are no match for him now."

Linghu Chong was even more taken aback.

He hadn't expected Feng Qingyang to give Jiang Ning such a high evaluation.

“I take back what I said to him before.”

Feng Qingyang said calmly, "I once said that people like your junior brother don't live long and will most likely die before they fully mature. Now it seems that I was short-sighted."

Upon hearing Feng Qingyang's words, Linghu Chong couldn't help but say, "Grandmaster Uncle..."

However, before Linghu Chong could speak, Feng Qingyang continued, "Your junior brother has already surpassed the achievements of most people in their lifetime at such a young age. There are only a handful of people ahead of him now. The word 'premature death' is no longer appropriate for him. Now we should talk about where he will go in the future."

Linghu Chong stared at him blankly.

"However, some of the things I said to him remain unchanged."

Feng Qingyang took a sip of wine and continued, "With your junior brother's personality, especially since Yue Buqun has already designated him as the next leader of the Huashan Sect, it's hard to imagine what the Huashan Sect will become in his hands after your master actually hands it over. Perhaps it will reach its peak, or perhaps it will fall into an abyss."

Hearing this, Linghu Chong chuckled softly.

Even if it's a bottomless abyss, so what?

"but……"

Feng Qingyang then said, "If the Huashan Sect cannot escape the fate of destruction in the hands of someone like your junior brother, then let the Huashan Sect perish."

Listening to what the other person said, Linghu Chong knew that Feng Qingyang still had deep feelings for the Huashan Sect.

Thinking of this, Linghu Chong couldn't help but say, "Grandmaster Uncle, please come back to Mount Hua. Mount Hua needs you now. With you here, the Mount Hua Sect will be even better."

Feng Qingyang smiled faintly.

"The Huashan Sect doesn't need me."

He was already an old man in his twilight years, and he spent the rest of his life on this Cliff of Repentance.

Besides, the Huashan Sect would be even better without him.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

Feng Qingyang skipped over that topic and instead brought up Linghu Chong's own affairs.

"Didn't you say last time that Yue Buqun had agreed to marry his precious daughter to you? Now your sixth junior brother is about to get married, so why haven't you, the eldest disciple, heard anything?"

When his marriage was mentioned, Linghu Chong became somewhat shy.

"Well... although Master has betrothed my junior sister to me, he hasn't said when the wedding will take place yet, so I'm not in a hurry."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "You're not in a hurry, but your junior sister is probably."

Hearing Feng Qingyang teasing him, Linghu Chong also showed a silly smile.

Fools sometimes have good luck.

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but shake his head.

Linghu Chong is talented but doesn't like to get involved in things. Fortunately, he has a junior brother who is taking on the future of the Huashan Sect. Linghu Chong likes his junior sister, and now Yue Buqun has agreed to let Yue Lingshan marry him.

Linghu Chong now has everything he wanted and is living a carefree and easy life.

"Alright, that's enough drinking. I'm going back now."

Feng Qingyang stood up and said.

Linghu Chong quickly stood up and bowed.

"Take care, Grand Uncle."

Feng Qingyang left with his hands behind his back, but returned a short while later.

"Oh right, I forgot to give you this."

Under Linghu Chong's bewildered gaze, Feng Qingyang took a book out of his pocket and casually tossed it to Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong hurriedly took it, looking completely bewildered.

"Grand Uncle, what is this?"

Feng Qingyang casually said, "I picked it up on the way down the mountain last time, so I'm giving it to you."

Did you just pick it up randomly?

Linghu Chong was taken aback, then opened the book and felt dizzy.

"Grandmaster Uncle, this...this seems to be a Buddhist scripture?"

Linghu Chong exclaimed in astonishment.

"Ah."

Feng Qingyang said calmly, "This book is good. Read it carefully; it will be helpful to you."

After saying that, Feng Qingyang flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

"Alright, enjoy this book. I'm leaving."

Seeing that Feng Qingyang was about to leave, Linghu Chong quickly called out.

"Grand Uncle...Grand Uncle!"

No matter how much Linghu Chong called after him, Feng Qingyang did not stop. In a short while, he disappeared without a trace, leaving Linghu Chong dumbfounded.

"I don't understand, Grand Uncle!"