Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"Don't you dare insult my dad!"

Hearing her father, who she thought was so tall and majestic, being mocked in this way, Yue Lingshan's eyes were red, "My father is an upright man who fights for justice and is a recognized gentleman in the world.

I was captured by you because I am not well-trained, but it does not mean that our Huashan Sect’s martial arts are incompetent!

You can laugh at me, but you can't insult my dad!"

Song Qian was stunned for a moment and opened her mouth, but did not make any more sarcastic remarks. The look she gave Yue Lingshan was no longer as cold as before.

"You are quite filial."

Song Xuan smiled faintly, "Miss Yue, just come with us and don't cause any trouble. We will set you free once we get to Yangzhou!"

Yue Lingshan frowned, "I don't understand. What exactly do you mean by arresting me? Is there some grudge between my Huashan Sect and you two?"

Song Xuan shook his head, "No hatred or resentment!"

"So you're just after the Huashan Sect's martial arts?"

Song Xuan chuckled, "To be honest, I don't even look down on your Huashan Sect's most powerful Zixia Gong."

"You don't like this or that, so what on earth do you like?"

Song Xuan said calmly: "People!"

"people?"

Yue Lingshan was stunned for a moment, and then her cheeks turned red with shame uncontrollably. She lowered her head and remained silent, occasionally looking up secretly to glance at Song Xuan.

Song Xuan was speechless. I said, "Girl, what are you thinking about?"

It’s understandable for a young girl to be in love, but isn’t it a little early for you to be pregnant in broad daylight?

"Oh!" Victoria Song snorted, "You little girl, you're not that old, but you're dreaming pretty early. The person my brother is talking about is not you, so why are you blushing?"

After being confronted like this, Yue Lingshan lowered her head even lower, pinching the corner of her clothes in silence.

She didn't believe a word that vicious woman Song Qian said. Your brother said he wanted someone from my Huashan Sect, and now he has kidnapped me. If it's not me, could it be my father?

The carriage creaked as it moved along the official road. Along the way, it was quiet in the carriage and no one spoke. Until dusk, the convoy slowly drove into a small county town and stopped outside an inn.

"Lord!"

Outside the carriage, Lin Zhennan's voice rang out, "It's getting late. We have to stay here for the night."

"Well, you're an old hand, just take care of the arrangements on the way!"

"Then please wait a moment, my lord. I will have someone arrange a guest room for you."

Lin Zhennan's voice faded away, and Yue Lingshan finally couldn't help but ask, "Who are you guys? How dare Chief Lin of the Fuwei Escort Agency call you Master?"

As she spoke, she seemed to understand something, with an expression of disbelief on her face, "This morning, someone found Yu Canghai's body outside Fuzhou County. Could it be that you killed him?"

Song Xuan stared at her with a half-smile, "Miss Yue, you have to understand your situation. As a hostage, knowing too much will not do you any good."

Hearing the word "hostage", Yue Lingshan's face turned ashen with anger, "You are such a powerful martial artist, you must be no ordinary person in the martial arts world, right?

"Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the martial arts community for acting this way? Do you really not care about your reputation in the martial arts world?"

Song Xuan chuckled, "The idea of ​​face is just for show. If it really was useful, the Lin family wouldn't have been nearly wiped out by the Qingcheng Sect last night."

"Ah..."

Yue Lingshan sneered, rather disapprovingly, "That's because the Lin family lacks face. Take my father, for example. He's known as the Gentleman Sword in the martial arts world. No matter where he goes, everyone gives him some respect."

Song Xuan sighed, "You only see your father's reputation in the martial arts world, but you don't know that he suffers from the burden of the reputation of the Gentleman Sword. He has to act like a gentleman in front of others, and then scheme to revitalize the Huashan Sect behind their backs. His life is too tiring."

Yue Lingshan was confused. "So, you tied me up. What exactly are you going to do?"

Song Xuan laughed and said, "It's not for anything else, I just want to meet your father."

Yue Lingshan's heart skipped a beat. He kidnapped someone's daughter and then wanted to meet her father. What was he going to do?

Before she could stop imagining things, Song Xuan continued, "I can't bear to see the suffering of the world. Your father's life is too tiring. I plan to have a good chat with him and relieve some of his pressure."

Chapter 69: Gentleman Sword, Yue Buqun

The convoy stopped and started along the way and was not moving very fast.

In Yue Lingshan's opinion, this man surnamed Song was deliberately stalling for time, waiting for her father to come and redeem her.

After traveling with Song Xuan and his sister for a long time, Yue Lingshan no longer had the initial vigilance. Whenever they arrived at a place, she could even get out of the carriage and walk around.

Song Xuan's siblings did not stop her, and Yue Lingshan had no intention of running away. She also knew that the siblings were extremely powerful and she would not be able to escape.

She didn't even have any intention of running away.

These days, in the carriage, Song Qian, that fierce woman, would sometimes ask his brother some questions about martial arts, and Song Xuan's casual answers always carried a certain profound and unfathomable meaning.

After staying there for a long time, even Yue Lingshan herself felt that her understanding of martial arts had improved.

True transmission can be conveyed in one sentence; false transmission requires thousands of books. There are some martial arts questions that have troubled her for a long time, and even her father cannot explain them clearly, but a few random words from Song Xuan can make people suddenly enlightened.

Gradually, Yue Lingshan's confidence in her father's ability to rescue her grew weaker and weaker.

Although she was still reluctant to admit it in her heart, Yue Lingshan felt more and more that her father seemed to be really inferior to the man in front of her in terms of martial arts.

She didn't understand. This person looked only a few years older than her, so how could he be so powerful?

On this day, the caravan rested beside a small river ten miles outside Yangzhou City, and many people in the Lin family caravan were playing and having fun by the river.

It was a rare occasion that Victoria Song did not continue to comprehend the Spiral Nine Shadows. Instead, she stood by the river, looking at the shimmering water, wondering what she was thinking.

Yue Lingshan got a wooden stick from somewhere and made it into a wooden fork. She and Lin Pingzhi were busy spearing fish happily.

Song Xuan leaned on the carriage, holding the sword in both hands and looking at the scenery around him.

Judging from the time, if Yue Buqun had not been delayed on the way, he should have arrived in Yangzhou.

This place is sparsely populated and suitable for warriors to fight. If Yue Buqun wants to rescue his daughter, this is his last chance.

Otherwise, once they entered Yangzhou City, there would not only be city guards but also salt soldiers from the Salt Courtyard and the Xuanyiwei yamen. Even if Yue Buqun was conceited, he would not dare to use force in the city.

Just when Song Xuan was wondering when Yue Buqun would make his move——

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion on the water surface, and a figure broke through the water surface and suddenly rushed to the shore. With a flash of sword light, it stabbed towards Song Xuan head-on.

"Junior sister, hurry up and leave. I'll stop this thief!"

The one who stabbed with the sword was a young man of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. There was a bit of arrogance between his brows, but at this moment he was looking angry, and he used the "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun" move to stab Song Xuan's chest.

"Big Brother, don't!"

The wooden fish pitchfork in Yue Lingshan's hand froze in place. When she saw the person jumping out of the water, she was immediately horrified and shouted.

She had gradually come to understand how powerful the villain surnamed Song was these days. He was a villain even more powerful than her own father. Wouldn't the eldest brother be in trouble if he attacked him so rashly?

Sure enough, just as she finished her words, there was a sound of a sword breaking with a snap, and then she saw the body of the eldest brother Linghu Chong falling into the river with a splash like a kite with a broken string.

As soon as Linghu Chong fell, a figure jumped out of the river again, raised his hand to catch his body, and then pressed his palm on the water surface, and his body flipped upside down, retreating more than ten feet, before staring at Song Xuan vigilantly.

"You killed my senior brother?"

Yue Lingshan's face turned pale and she turned to glare at Song Xuan.

"I can't die!"

Song Xuan's voice was flat, without a trace of worldly air, and he looked calmly at the elegant middle-aged man stepping on the water.

But this person was holding Linghu Chong in one hand and holding a long sword in the other. There was a faint purple air lingering at the tip of the sword, and he looked like he would launch an attack at any time.

"Gentleman Sword, Yue Buqun?" Song Xuan asked casually.

"It's Yue. I wonder who you are and why you kidnapped my daughter?"

At this moment, Yue Buqun's face began to turn purple, but he was hesitant in his heart and was quite afraid of Song Xuan's strength.

His original intention was to let his eldest disciple Linghu Chong tie up the opponent, while he took the opportunity to rescue his daughter. However, who would have thought that his eldest disciple, whom he had high hopes for, was beaten away before he could even hold on for half a move.

The most terrifying thing is that even Yue Buqun didn’t see clearly how Chong’er was defeated!

The young man opposite him, dressed in white Confucian robes, was stronger than he had expected.

Song Xuan didn't answer, but smiled slightly. The next moment, he disappeared from the spot.

"not good!"

Yue Buqun's heart was pounding, and he instinctively stepped back, sweeping the long sword in his hand backwards and slashing it out in mid-air.

He did not notice any trace of Song Xuan, but his years of experience in the martial arts world made him instinctively make the most correct response - when the enemy disappears, don't worry about anything else, just chop at the back first.

hum~~

The long sword seemed to have hit the target, but it also seemed as if it had missed. After the sword was slashed out, Yue Buqun was horrified to find that the sword in his hand was out of control.

Behind him, Song Xuan's figure appeared at some point, and he clamped the sword in Yue Buqun's hand tightly with two fingers. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Song Xuan had a strange expression on his face. He stared at Yue Buqun, whose face was turning increasingly purple, but whose forehead was already sweating, and asked curiously, "How did you notice me appearing behind you?"

He already knew Yue Buqun's strength, which was probably at the limit of the acquired realm. There should be few acquired warriors who could be his match, but he had not yet entered the innate realm.

Song Xuan didn't understand. With his innate level of cultivation, coupled with the master-level light-weight body movement technique of Spiral Nine Shadows, it stands to reason that not only acquired warriors, but even most innate warriors would find it difficult to detect his presence.

How did Yue Buqun do it?

Yue Buqun was extremely anxious, constantly looking around and thinking about how to escape. When he heard Song Xuan's question, he replied casually.

"Answer me, will Your Excellency let us go?"

Song Xuan loosened his fingers, nodded and smiled: "Okay!"

Yue Buqun was stunned. Song Xuan's reaction was somewhat beyond his expectations. To be honest, this was the first time he had met such a strange person in all his years of wandering around the world.

You kidnapped my daughter, injured my apprentice, and easily crushed my swordsmanship, but then you turned around and talked to me with a smile.

What on earth is this young man trying to do?

Could it be that you think you have achieved great power and are here to tease me for fun?

When he thought of this, he was overwhelmed with sadness. Not long ago, his Huashan Sect was also a famous and powerful sect, but now, it has declined to this point!

He, Yue Buqun, is ashamed of all the ancestors of Huashan Sect!

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My stomach problem is a bit serious, so I have to be hospitalized for a few days. I can only update one chapter a day in the next few days. I will resume updating after I am discharged from the hospital. Sorry!

Chapter 70: Come work for me and I will give you the Sword Manual of Exorcism

"Hey, Lao Yue, are you playing face-changing here?"

Seeing that Yue Buqun was reluctant to speak and his expression kept changing, not knowing what he was thinking, Song Xuan frowned slightly and urged him impatiently.

"I answered, are you really willing to let us go?" Yue Buqun came back to his senses and asked again.

Victoria Song, who had been watching the show from the shore, said, "You old man, my brother is such a big shot. He said he would let you go, and he let you go. With just a few lives of yours, you still want to ruin my brother's reputation?"

Song Qian's words were very rude, but for some reason, Yue Buqun felt a lot more relaxed. He immediately clasped his fists and bowed to Song Xuan, "May I know your name, young man?"

"Song Xuan!"

Without further ado, Young Master Song pointed at Victoria Song and said, "Her name is Victoria Song... Now, can you tell me how you knew I would be behind you?"

What he cares about most now is this. Is there any flaw in the Spiral Nine Shadows Movement Technique?

If even a post-natal warrior can detect it, then wouldn’t it be a big problem when fighting against an innate warrior in the future?

Yue Buqun pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "To be honest, I have no idea where Young Master Song is. His agility is something I have never seen before!"

Song Xuan frowned, "Then why did you draw your sword behind you?"

"Instinct!" Yue Buqun stroked his beard and smiled.

"instinct?"

"Yes, it's instinct!" Yue Buqun continued with a smile, "I have been traveling the martial arts world for decades, fighting countless battles, big and small. This can be considered a physical instinct formed after so many battles.

I have also fought with some masters with amazing body movements. When the opponent's body movements are strange and they lose their target, nine times out of ten they will appear behind them.

So, over time, I developed an instinct that if I lost my target, I would ignore everything else and just slash backwards with my sword.

In most cases, it works wonders!"