Chapter 153

"What of evil and deviant paths? Those so-called righteous ones are hypocritical and treacherous."

"Rather than keep company with hypocrites, I would sooner become a demon alone!"

"Brother Xiao, we are like old friends at first sight!"

"I toast you with this cup!"

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Bubai could not help but burst into loud laughter.

He tilted his head back, gulping down a mouthful of fine wine, then tossed the wine pot directly at Xiao Xiao Mochen.

Xiao Xiao Mochen made no polite fuss, caught the pot, and tilted his head back for a mouthful.

"Fine wine!"

"What fragrance!"

With a mouthful of fine wine entering his belly, Xiao Xiao Mochen felt it was extremely pure as it passed his throat.

Though not a strong liquor, it possessed a unique flavor all its own.

Moreover, a faint fragrance lingered upon the wine pot.

This scent, Xiao Xiao Mochen had only ever smelled on women.

Interesting!

Could this Dongfang Bubai, so extraordinarily domineering, be a woman?

Or perhaps a Eunuch?

And as he interacted with Dongfang Bubai, the people of Songshan Sect dared not move a muscle.

This scene drew endless mockery from the assembled heroes.

Songshan Sect, relying on their status as leaders of the Wuyue Alliance, had long acted tyrannically.

They had long been unable to stand it.

At this moment, they were as cowardly as could be.

Even Yue Buqun and Mo Da secretly showed joy.

With Zuo Lengchan dead, their pressure had lessened.

"Long life to the Immortals! Young friend, though so young, you are already a legend of Wu Lin."

"However, this killing intent seems a bit too much."

Wang Chongyang's brows furrowed slightly.

His original purpose in holding the Sword Contest at Mount Huashan was to reduce slaughter in the Jianghu.

Yet the moment Xiao Xiao Mochen appeared, he displayed terrifying killing intent.

This made him quite displeased.

"Wang True Person, I call you 'senior' and address you as 'True Person'!"

"Do you truly believe yourself to be an enlightened sage?"

"I am not as rigid as you; anyone wishing to ride upon my, Xiao's, back and act with arrogance must first measure their own strength."

Xiao Xiao Mochen sneered coldly.

Zhong Shen Tong Wang Chongyang, Zhang Sect of the Quanzhen Sect.

He was a legend, and also a true hero.

But Xiao Xiao Mochen could not act like Wang Chongyang.

He himself was no saint.

The principle he followed was: if no one offends me, I offend no one; if anyone offends me, I will surely destroy them.

"Well said!"

"You, Wang Chongyang, are hypocritical and rigid; why should young brother learn from you?"

A cold voice, like a deep spring, rang out.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiao Mochen looked and saw Lin Chaoying in a red robe.

Behind her followed two women in white dresses.

One in white, like a spirit of the empty valley, resembling an ice and snow fairy.

One in white, like a blazing flame, with a spirited and heroic bearing.

Both possessed peerless beauty, yet their temperaments were entirely different.

They must be Xiao Longnu and Li Mochou.

And Lin Chaoying wore a red dress.

Though a woman, she possessed a boldness and heroic bearing no less than any man.

Though her hair was white, one could still see she radiated a beauty that could topple nations, her face like jade.

"Senior Lin, your words make sense."

Xiao Xiao Mochen bowed, becoming gentle and polite once more.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

Domineering, demonic.

Gentle and polite—just which one is Xiao Xiao Mochen?

Is he like a gentle breeze and fine rain toward friends?

Is he like a soul-locking evil ghost toward enemies?

"Huang Yaoshi has taken a fine disciple!"

Lin Chaoying nodded.

Xiao Xiao Mochen suited her heart perfectly.

If Wang Chongyang had not been so rigid, how could she have spent her life in solitude?

As she spoke, Wang Chongyang fell silent.

He was worthy of the world, yet he alone failed her.

For a moment, the peak of Mount Huashan sank into an eerie silence.

After a long while, Zhou Botong could no longer hold back.

"Wasn't this the Duel of Swords at Mount Huashan?"

"Almost everyone has arrived; can we begin?"

"That's right; this female knight can no longer contain her urge to make a name for herself across the realm!"

Huang Rong waved her small fist.

Having advanced to the Grandmaster realm, if she made her name known throughout the world, her father would surely be startled.

She would tell Huang Yaoshi that she had grown up and no longer needed his worry.

As she spoke, everyone turned to look at Wang Chongyang.

After all, Wang Chongyang was the organizer of the Duel of Swords at Mount Huashan.

"Everyone, over ten years ago, to prevent the Nine Yin Manual from bringing harm to the Wu Lin,"

"I, a humble Daoist, held a martial contest at Mount Huashan to determine the victor."

"The winner would obtain the Nine Yin Manual."

"Now more than ten years have passed; I never expected we could meet again..."

"You talk too much. If you wish to fight, then fight; the victor is king!"

Before Wang Chongyang could finish speaking, he was directly interrupted by Xiao Xiao Mochen.

As his words fell, the heroes could not help but frown.

Xiao Xiao Mochen's conduct was far too arrogant.

"Then, in your young friend's view, how should the Duel of Swords at Mount Huashan decide the victor?"

Though interrupted, Wang Chongyang did not grow angry.

"It is simple: each of us marks out our own ground to become the ring master."

"Whoever can defeat the ring master becomes the new ring master."

"Until no one remains to challenge!"

"Finally, the ring masters will compete to determine the champion."

Xiao Xiao Mochen spoke bluntly.

"Is this not inappropriate?"