Chapter 7: Lin Pingzhi: Master, can you still afford to have any face?

Smiling Proud Wanderer world, wilderness ruined temple.

"Hmph, what Wudang, you all just wait for me!"

Stepping out of the shop, Yue Buqun returned once more. Thinking of the scene where Song Yuanqiao turned hostile and refused to recognize him, Yue Buqun secretly gathered a breath of anger.

Once he eats a few more portions of egg fried rice, who else in this Jianghu will be his match?

By then, whatever Shaolin or Wudang, they can all just step aside for him!

However, the most urgent matter is to first deal with the Qingcheng Sect and get some money!

Inside the ruined temple, Yue Buqun returned. It was already early morning; fortunately, Ning Zhongze and the others had just woken up and did not know about last night's events.

After waiting for Ning Zhongze, Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan, and the others to pack up briefly, Yue Buqun, filled with fighting spirit, led them toward Mount Qingcheng.

Along the way, Ning Zhongze frowned as she scrutinized Yue Buqun.

For some reason, she always felt that Yue Buqun had changed a lot overnight.

Yet no matter how she looked, she could not see any clues.

Meanwhile, inside the gourmet shop on the other side.

"Never imagined that in this lifetime, I would still be able to taste such delicacies!"

Having wiped clean the egg fried rice, tea egg, and plain boiled water before him, and feeling the changes in the Taiji Art within his body, Zhang Sanfeng could not help but sigh with emotion.

Having practiced martial arts for a hundred years, he never imagined that in his old age, he would still encounter such a celestial opportunity!

He, Zhang Sanfeng, has decided: from now on, he will come to eat one tea egg and one portion of egg fried rice every day.

"Many thanks, Shopkeeper, sorry for the disturbance!"

Zhang Sanfeng slowly stood up, said this to Su Mu, and then slowly left with Song Yuanqiao.

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng being so polite made Su Mu feel a bit embarrassed.

Look at that, such high quality; after eating, he even has to thank him!

This is the charm brought by gourmet food!

Sighing inwardly, Su Mu attributed all of this to the food.

On the other side, Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao had already returned to Mount Wudang.

"Disciple, give the order; your Master is going into seclusion for several days!"

"Master, you are going to...?"

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng about to go into seclusion, Song Yuanqiao was stunned.

He understood best that Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation base had long since reached the peak of martial arts.

If he were to advance any further, he feared he would shatter the void.

"Rest assured, having obtained this opportunity, your Master will not be leaving just yet!"

Feeling the breakthrough in his cultivation base within, Zhang Sanfeng was not prepared to shatter the void and leave.

Having lived for a hundred years, he had only just managed to obtain this kind of celestial opportunity; Zhang Sanfeng was not prepared to give it up just like that.

This time, his seclusion was to write down all his insights into the Taiji Art.

With these celestial items—the egg fried rice, tea egg, and plain boiled water—their Wudang group would inevitably rise.

The only thing unclear now is when that white mist leading to the celestial realm will appear again, and how many people it can take in?

Involuntarily, Zhang Sanfeng thought of Yue Buqun's figure.

That guy is more familiar with the celestial realm than they are; he can ask him next time.

Thinking this, Zhang Sanfeng went into seclusion to organize his techniques.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Yue Buqun was also carrying out his own plan.

Smiling Proud Wanderer world, below Mount Qingcheng.

"Senior Brother, with such expenses this time, I fear the sect's future spending will become a problem!"

Managing the finances of the Huashan Sect, Ning Zhongze had been worried these past few days as she watched their silver reserves shrink by more than half yet again.

For the better part of this week, in order to speed things up, Yue Buqun had rented fast horses and headed straight for Mount Qingcheng.

Because of this, everyone's travel expenses had increased significantly.

Yet now, facing Ning Zhongze's worry, Yue Buqun was not very concerned.

Looking at Mount Qingcheng before him, Yue Buqun's gaze involuntarily turned to Lin Pingzhi among the group.

Although he did not like this kid Lin Pingzhi, Yue Buqun believed that this kid should not be the type to be stupid.

Sure enough, being watched by Yue Buqun's gaze and connecting it to what his Mistress had just said, Lin Pingzhi instantly realized what was happening.

*Pah*, hypocrite! To think I believed you were sincere toward me; I never expected you to actually covet my family's property!

At this moment, how could Lin Pingzhi not understand that the so-called helping him take revenge was nothing more than an excuse!

Almost instantly, Lin Pingzhi saw through Yue Buqun's hypocritical face.

But after only a moment of hesitation, Lin Pingzhi made a decision.

"Mistress, Master has been so exhausted for my sake; if I can retrieve my family's property this time, I am willing to donate it all to the Huashan Sect to fulfill my duty as a Huashan disciple!"

Lin Pingzhi stepped forward quickly and knelt halfway before Ning Zhongze, his words sincere.

In any case, that property was not in his hands right now, so he might as well give it all to Yue Buqun and use his hands to help his parents get revenge.

"This is highly improper! Get up quickly; as a disciple of my Huashan Sect, how could I possibly want your family's property!"

Yet, contrary to Lin Pingzhi's expectations, facing his words, Yue Buqun flatly refused.

Moreover, not only did he refuse, but he also used one hand to support his body, seemingly wanting to help him up.

This scene left the naive Lin Pingzhi stunned.

For a moment, his eyes could not help but moisten with emotion.

He had wronged his Master; sure enough, the Gentleman Sword of the Jianghu is truly an honest gentleman!

However, just as he prepared to stand up and thank Yue Buqun, he discovered that he could not move at all!

Invisibly, a massive internal energy came from his wrist and pressed down on his body.

Lin Pingzhi was stunned; the moist tears in the corners of his eyes seemed to freeze.

Looking up, he happened to meet Yue Buqun's meaningful gaze.

"Why are you still kneeling? Get up quickly!"

At this moment, a look of concern appeared on Yue Buqun's face, and he even urged Lin Pingzhi to get up quickly.

Such a scene directly refreshed Lin Pingzhi's perception.

*Holy crap*, utterly shameless! Can't you tell in your heart whether I can get up or not?

Almost instantly, Lin Pingzhi cursed loudly in his heart!

To think he was moved just now; *damn it*, it turns out this hypocrite is playing the "both wanting and standing" game!

*Damn it all*, can he take back the tears of emotion he just shed?

Being pressed by Yue Buqun and unable to move, even though Lin Pingzhi cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

He could still only show a look of being ready to face death.

"Master, your kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain; if you do not agree, this disciple will kneel here until he dies today!"

Having said that, Lin Pingzhi kowtowed heavily on the ground.

Lin Pingzhi wanted to end this quickly; otherwise, he was truly afraid he would not be able to stand Yue Buqun's hypocrisy.

And the others in the group, seeing Lin Pingzhi like this, could not help but try to persuade Yue Buqun as well.

Listening to the words of persuasion in his ears, Yue Buqun felt a slight joy inside, but he remained calm and nodded with a slightly difficult expression.

"Sigh, you foolish child, since that is the case, your Master will reluctantly agree!"

Showing an appearance of viewing wealth as dirt, he left Lin Pingzhi, who was kneeling below, completely stunned.

Master, you can actually say such things?

It turns out you really don't want even a shred of face!