boyutpedia Chapter 2: Just as I became a member of Mount Song, Mount Hua came knocking on my door.
Chapter 2: Just as I became a member of Mount Song, Mount Hua came knocking on my door.
"What?" Yue Yuan exclaimed in shock. His face was deathly pale, and he was on the verge of tears.
What should we do? He is now an undercover agent of the Demonic Sect and has just joined Songshan. The Huashan Sect will definitely not let him off the hook. Could it be that today is his death day?
No, since the people from Songshan Sect dared to come, it means they have a backup plan. He focused his gaze on Liu Xinyan, constantly reassuring himself.
Liu Xinyan's face was also ashen. She pulled out a short knife from somewhere and gripped it tightly. She said in a tough tone, "What are you afraid of? Send a message to the brothers around us. Most of the experts in the Huashan Sect have died after the sword qi dispute. There are so many of us."
Although she spoke forcefully, Yue Yuan could tell from her constantly twitching eyelids that she wasn't very confident, and it seemed she wasn't sure she could succeed in climbing Mount Hua.
In that case, he would have to find a way to survive, since he was a member of the Demonic Sect, and if his identity were exposed, he would face certain death.
Just as he was thinking about how to run away, Liu Xinyan turned around and glared at him fiercely.
"Mr. Yue, please don't have any other thoughts. Without my antidote, you will die in the end too."
He quickly took a half step back, raising his hand to indicate that he had no intention of running away. "Miss Liu is joking. I am but a scholar; even if I wanted to run, I couldn't!"
Not running? Only a fool wouldn't run. Although Yue Buqun is called the Gentleman Sword, he is no gentleman at all. If he doesn't run, he'll just be killed and then told that he wiped out several members of the Demonic Sect.
However, there is no chance yet. We will only be able to escape when they are fighting each other to the death and no one cares.
Running now would be like sending Louis XVI to the guillotine, completely out of the blue.
Liu Xinyan is also very strong-willed; even with Mount Hua coming to her door, she remains so calm.
But her composure didn't last long. A short while later, the door was pushed open forcefully, and the fat cook, covered in blood, stumbled in.
"Lady Liu, let's go quickly, our people can't hold out much longer."
Upon hearing this, Liu Xinyan's cold and beautiful face finally changed. She stepped forward, pressed down on the fat cook's shoulders, and asked in a panic, "We have more than twenty people, so why can't we beat a few lackeys from Mount Hua?"
"It's...it's Yue Bu..." Before the fat cook could finish speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
It was only then that the two realized that the fat cook had a long sword stuck in his back. He was probably sustained by his belief in his ability to hold on until he came in to deliver the message.
But could the word he didn't finish saying be "group"?
Oh my god, it's Lao Yue here.
That's it, Yue Buqun is a notorious hypocrite, it looks like he's in deep trouble today.
It's likely that Lao Yue received word that some members of the Songshan sect were causing trouble here.
The Huashan of today is not the same as the Huashan of the era when swords emerged from Huashan. After the battle of sword qi, most of the Huashan disciples died, and most of their properties were sold off. This tavern is one of the few remaining assets of Huashan.
Huayin City is located at the foot of Mount Hua. If even this cannot be protected, how can Mount Hua stand in front of Mount Song in the future?
"Look at your cowardly appearance, I don't know why Senior Brother Lao would take a liking to a piece of trash like you." After saying that, Liu Xinyan drew the long sword from the fat cook's back and was about to walk towards the door.
Just then, several loud crashes came from the doorway, and three or four men in black were kicked into the house from the outside. Instantly, the doors and windows shattered, and wood chips flew everywhere.
Liu Xinyan dodged the "hidden weapon" that flew in from outside with a quick, powerful leap, and the "hidden weapon" rolled straight to Yue Yuan's front.
Yue Yuan stepped forward and touched the black-clad man's carotid artery, finding that his pulse had stopped beating and the man was dead.
He quickly withdrew his hand, sat down heavily on the ground, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.
Just now, Yue Buqun had diverted their attention, but now that they were actually seeing someone being beaten to death right in front of them, how could they not be afraid?
Just then, a figure emerged from the darkness. He was dressed in hemp clothing and wore a jade crown. The dim candlelight could only illuminate his profile, while the other half of his face remained hidden in the darkness.
He wiped the blood off his sword and stepped into the house unhurriedly.
"These demonic cultists dare to invade my Huashan Sect's stronghold; they deserve to die."
His words immediately defined the matter as not a matter of righteous sects planting flags at each other, but rather an invasion by a demonic cult.
Just as Yue Yuan had predicted, the Demonic Sect was a trap, into which anything could be put. Old Yue didn't dare to turn against Songshan yet, so these people could only be demonic cult members.
Liu Xinyan held her longsword horizontally in front of her. "Sect Leader Yue, it is truly my honor that you would bother with us little shrimps."
"You know me?" Yue Buqun wiped the blood-stained sword with a handkerchief. "If that's the case, then you should rest in peace."
Yue Buqun came late at night, not wanting outsiders to know, but now that Liu Xinyan has recognized him, she must die, otherwise Zuo Lengchan of Songshan will have something to say.
"Sect Leader Yue, killing me won't be that easy." With that, she grabbed her longsword and charged straight at Yue Buqun.
But Yue Buqun saw through all her little schemes, especially the Songshan Sword Technique. He had studied it countless times and was probably more familiar with it than she was. No matter how she dodged and weaved, Yue Buqun could always counter her killing moves.
In the end, she used her heart to strike Yue Buqun's longsword.
How could you?
Yue Buqun looked at Liu Xinyan with a smile, "How could I know the Songshan Sword Technique? Go ask your seniors at Songshan about that!"
After saying that, Yue Buqun kicked her away, and blood sprayed in the air, splattering all over Yue Yuan.
Yue Yuan was stunned by the blood splatter.
I thought Liu Xinyan could at least hold her own against Yue Buqun, but who knew that she had such a strong aura before, telling him not to panic, and then she turned into a dead body lying on the ground with her eyes still open, dying with her eyes wide open.
No, I can't just sit here and wait to die; I have to turn the tables and take the initiative.
Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to Yue Buqun, saying, "Thank you, Sect Leader Yue, for saving my life."
"That witch is truly despicable. She is clearly a demonic member of the Demonic Sect, yet she falsely claims to be from the Songshan Sect and threatens me, demanding that I poison the shopkeeper. If it weren't for Sect Leader Yue arriving in time, today would be my day of death."
He knew Yue Buqun wouldn't believe it, but he still had to define the nature of the incident: these people were not disciples of the Songshan Sect, but disciples of the Demonic Sect. As for the original Songshan disciples, they were of course killed by the Demonic Sect.
Sure enough, Yue Buqun hesitated after he finished speaking.
He stood on the side with the light behind him, his entire face buried in darkness, making it impossible to see his expression.
"Are you the Mr. Yue who managed to clear the tavern's accounts in three days and sell a thousand catties of wine in seven?"
"I only passed the county-level exam and became a Xiucai (a scholar who passed the lowest level of the imperial examinations). I am not worthy of the title 'teacher'."
Yue Buqun smiled. He enjoyed talking to intelligent people, especially pragmatic ones like Yue Yuan. His posture was humble enough; his survival instincts were running high, and his bottom line was flexible enough.
"If that's the case, then how do you think we should handle today's matter?"
Judging from Yue Buqun's tone, it seemed as if he was testing him. Did he not want to be associated with the reputation of killing his ally?
He then thought that Yue Buqun was known as the Gentleman Sword, so he should act uprightly. Killing so many Songshan disciples in one go in the middle of the night was indeed inappropriate.
Well, the most urgent thing right now is to find a way to survive.
"This matter is neither difficult nor easy."
"Oh? What do you mean?" Yue Buqun became interested. He kicked the man in black aside and sat down at the table.
"Since this matter occurred at Mount Hua, it needs to be resolved by Mount Hua. I just heard some terrible news."