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"The Ghost Saint of the Ghost Palace has come to offer his congratulations."
"Mr. Six Fingers from Wuyi Mountain has come to offer his congratulations."
"Han Xun from the Diancang Sect has come to offer his congratulations."
"'Poisonous Hand Rakshasa' He Qinghua has come to offer her congratulations."
"Dongfang Bai from Tianlong Sect has come to offer his congratulations."
As the announcement rang out, the small Flying Tiger Escort Agency was immediately packed with people.
These six groups represent the six most prestigious martial arts sects in the Han Dynasty.
Among them, Tianlongmen, Guigong, and Liehuogong are the most outstanding martial arts sects in the Han Dynasty.
Lu Tengkong looked on in astonishment. Although he was known as the number one镖头 (bodyguard/escort) in the world.
However, its status in the martial arts world of the Han Dynasty was far inferior to that of these six major sects.
Now, not only have all six major sects arrived, but their leaders have also come in person to offer their congratulations.
Lu Tengkong clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and said, "The presence of the six seniors is truly an honor for me."
The six people before him, each with a distinct appearance, arrived together. Lü Tengkong dared not be negligent and quickly stepped forward to greet them.
"Congratulations, Chief Escort Lü."
Han Xun, though of the lowest rank among the six, was the first to speak: "We have come here for the 'Heavenly Demon Harp'."
"The Heavenly Demon Harp?"
The martial arts practitioners present were all taken aback upon hearing this, exchanging puzzled glances.
Twenty years ago, the leaders of the six sects joined forces to kill Huang Zheng and his wife in order to seize the Heavenly Demon Harp. In the end, the harp fell into a deep valley with Huang Xuemei, but was rescued by Ximen Yu, who happened to be passing by, and brought back to the Azure Dragon Society. Now Huang Xuemei is "Autumn Wind," one of the Four Seasons Messengers of the Azure Dragon Society.
Could it be that the six factions are still not giving up? Huang Xuemei hasn't even sought revenge yet, but they've instead taken the initiative to provoke her?
But Flying Tiger Escort Agency has no connection with Huang Xuemei, so where does this come from?
Everyone was filled with doubts, unable to fathom the intentions of the six factions.
"Are the six sect leaders joking?"
Lu Tengkong suppressed his anger and forced a smile, saying, "The whereabouts of the Heavenly Demon Harp are common knowledge; it's in Huang Xuemei's hands. And Huang Xuemei is currently with the Azure Dragon Society. If the six of you wish to request the harp, why not go directly to the Azure Dragon Society? My Flying Tiger Escort Agency has no dealings with the Azure Dragon Society."
Is that really the case?
Han Xun remained noncommittal, then gestured towards the backyard of the escort agency: "We've heard your agency recently landed a large order. We've received information that this item is indeed the Heavenly Demon Harp. If Chief Escort Lü allows us to inspect the goods and confirms it's not the Heavenly Demon Harp, we'll immediately apologize and take our leave. What do you say?"
The rules of the escort business distinguish between overt and covert escort missions. Overt missions specify the goods and negotiate the fee accordingly; covert missions, however, are kept secret and offer a reward ten times higher than the standard mission. The rules strictly forbid escorts from spying on covert missions, both to uphold their promises and to avoid trouble. This is a rule upheld by all in the martial arts world.
Coincidentally, a few days ago, Flying Tiger Escort Agency did receive a secret escort order.
Han Xun's words were clearly intended to force Lü Tengkong to break the rules of the escort agency and make him lose face.
"Sect Leader Han is too kind."
Lü Tengkong refused to yield an inch.
"My son did take on a smuggling job a few days ago, but it was just a valuable item of gold and silver entrusted to him by a wealthy merchant."
"There is absolutely no Heavenly Demon Harp."
"Moreover, even colleagues are not allowed to look into the matter of hidden darts at will."
"I hope the six sect leaders will understand."
"Cut the nonsense!"
He Qinghua had a fiery temper and lashed out with her whip.
The golden basin on the table shattered in two with a snap.
"Lu Tengkong, the six of us have come here today not to discuss matters with you!"
"You have to give me this hidden shipment, whether you like it or not!"
"I can't help you!"
"Old hag, are you going through menopause?"
Lü Lin strode out and mocked He Qinghua without any politeness.
"The Flying Tiger Escort Agency's clandestine operations are not something you can investigate so easily."
"You little beast, you're asking for death!"
He Qinghua had never been insulted like this before. Without asking why, she swung her whip and went straight for Lü Lin.
Martial arts were prevalent in the Jianghu, and the six major sects were filled with masters.
Although He Qinghua was a woman, she had already reached the late stage of the peerless realm.
Her long whip moved like a serpent's tongue, her moves were cunning and ruthless.
Although Lü Lin was exceptionally talented, he was still young and only possessed the cultivation level of a Grandmaster.
In just a few moves, he found himself in grave danger.
When Lü Tengkong saw his beloved son in danger, he immediately drew his sword to save him.
"Wait! Chief镖师 Lü, if you make a move, you will be making enemies of the six major sects."
Han Xun held his longsword horizontally, blocking Lü Tengkong's path.
"Think carefully!"
Lu Tengkong hesitated for a moment.
How could the Flying Tiger Escort Agency, with its century-old operations and over a hundred employees, possibly contend with the six major sects?
In that brief moment of hesitation, Lü Lin was struck in the shoulder by a whip, blood gushing out.
Lu Tengkong could no longer care about anything else. With a swift movement of his blade, he forced Han Xun back and leaped in front of Lu Lin to block He Qinghua's whip.
"He Qinghua, as a senior, how could you be so ruthless towards a junior?"
He Qinghua sneered.
"Your son needs to be disciplined. I'll teach him a lesson!"
The whip flashed, trapping Lü Tengkong and his son within its force.
Ghost Saint spoke coldly: "Since Lü Tengkong insists on opposing the six major sects, there's no need to keep the Flying Tiger Escort Agency alive."
“Irrelevant people, you have fifteen minutes to leave.”
Upon hearing this, everyone used their lightness skills to flee, and even many bodyguards took advantage of the chaos to escape. The six major sects did not stop them and let them go.
Soon, only the six major sects and a few people from the escort agency remained in the Flying Tiger Escort Agency.
"Han Xun, Ghost Saint, He Qinghua, you've gone too far!" Lü Tengkong was furious; his century-old legacy was about to be destroyed. He held nothing back and unleashed his full power, only then did everyone realize—this number one镖头 (bodyguard/escort) in the world was actually a mid-stage Land Immortal!
"Good! It's worth my time to take action." Seeing that He Qinghua was unlikely to win, Ghost Saint leaped towards Lü Tengkong.
"Yin Wind Palm!" The palm wind surged, the air trembled, and it went straight for Lü Lin.
Lu Tengkong was shocked; the Ghost Saint had attacked Lu Lin first! He quickly swung his sword to block, barely managing to take the blow.
"Crack!" However, He Qinghua's whip took the opportunity to bypass Lü Tengkong and lashed Lü Lin hard, tearing his clothes to shreds.
"Stop!" Just as Lü Lin was seriously injured, a stunningly beautiful woman carrying a zither case suddenly appeared. She unleashed two palms simultaneously, one repelling He Qinghua and the other blocking the Ghost Saint's subsequent attacks.
"You've finally shown yourself." Dongfang Bai, who had remained motionless until now, smiled. "Is that the Heavenly Demon Harp behind you?"
"Did you deliberately lure me out?" After the woman administered the medicine to Lü Lin using acupressure, she handed the medicine to Lü Tengkong before coldly looking at the people from the six major sects.
"Huang Xuemei! We only want the Heavenly Demon Harp," the Fiery Ancestor sneered. "If you hand it over, we'll leave immediately, how about it?"
How could you know about my connection with Lü Lin?
Huang Xuemei narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly.
This matter aroused her the most suspicion.
Logically, she shouldn't have known that Lü Lin was her younger brother from whom she had been separated years ago.
However, after being brought back to the Azure Dragon Society by Ximen Yu, he was ranked among the Four Seasons.
All the secrets of the world are at our fingertips.
She already knew that Lü Lin's real name was Huang Lin.
Such secrecy could only be achieved by a force like the Azure Dragon Society, whose informants are spread throughout the martial arts world.
How would outsiders know?
"This matter has nothing to do with you."
"Huang Xuemei! Offer up the Heavenly Demon Harp, and you and your brother's lives will be saved!"
Chapter 155 Mr. Six Fingers
After a long silence, Mr. Six Fingers finally spoke.
"You call yourselves the leaders of the six great clans? How utterly laughable!"
Huang Xuemei gently raised her hand and moved the zither case behind her to the front.
"Twenty years ago, you killed my parents and forced me to fall off a cliff in order to seize the Heavenly Demon Harp."
"If it weren't for the Great Dragon Head..."
Mentioning the Great Dragon Head, Huang Xuemei's heart trembled slightly, filled with mixed emotions.
More than a month has passed since the Great Dragon Head left the summit for the Sword Realm.
I wonder when I will see him again.
More than revenge, she longed to see the Great Dragon Head at this moment.
"Enough with the nonsense! Since you refuse, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
He Qinghua was unwilling to say more, but his long whip flicked out like a snake's tongue.
"The fly shakes the tree."
Even a mere peerless cultivator dares to be so presumptuous in front of her.
Her jade-like fingers lightly tapped the zither case, casually plucking the silk strings.
An invisible blade of energy shot out in response.
It cut the long whip in two, its momentum undiminished.
As the whip lashed upwards, He Qinghua cried out in horror:
"save......"
Before he could finish speaking, the blade of energy had already sliced off half of his head.
"The Heavenly Demon Harp truly lives up to its reputation."
The ghost saint was not surprised but happy.
"Such divine weapons should rightfully belong to me!"
After saying that, he moved like a ghost towards Huang Xuemei.
At this moment, they held nothing back, and their momentum surged.
He was actually a supreme mythical realm expert!
"Perfect! Let's settle our old scores today."
Huang Xuemei did not come for revenge, but the time had come and she could not miss it.
Her slender fingers danced across the strings like butterflies.
A clear, resonant zither melody suddenly arose, and streaks of energy pierced through the air.
The countless invisible blades of energy, seemingly chaotic, actually contained hidden secrets, like a set of exquisite sword techniques, completely sealing off the Ghost Saint's escape routes.
"Excellent technique! Everyone, Huang Xuemei has profound cultivation and the Heavenly Demon Harp in hand. She is no match for you in a one-on-one fight."
"If we continue to stand idly by, I'm afraid we'll all be defeated by her one by one today!"