Chapter 60: Everyone Like a Dragon

Huashan, Zhengqi Hall.

Yue Lingshan grabbed Ning Zhongze's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Mother, why did Father take the senior brothers out? I see their faces are ashen, and I am very worried, but they won't tell me when I ask."

Ning Zhongze patted the back of Yue Lingshan's hand and said, "They went to bring back your second senior brother."

"Second Senior Brother... Mother, I am uneasy. Why don't we go down the mountain too?"

"There are some things we are not meant to go to.

If you cannot calm down, accompany Mother to clean your second senior brother's room; it has been empty for so long, I fear it has gathered dust."

"Yes..."

Songshan.

"Li'er, it is good that you are unharmed."

Yue Buqun looked back at Lu Li, his eyes showing a hint of reproach, but more of concern and heartache.

At this moment, Lu Li was covered in blood; his battle just now with Dongfang Bubai could be described as skin torn and flesh mangled.

'My disciple has been bullied so miserably.'

He subconsciously forgot that the corpses strewn across this Songshan were all killed by Lu Li's sword!

If Zuo Lengchan knew Yue Buqun's thoughts, he would likely be angered back to life.

Meanwhile, seeing Lu Li's state, Liang Fa was already overcome with rage.

"Senior Brother, who beat you into this state?"

In his heart, Lu Li was already someone more important than his own biological brother.

As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father, and furthermore, Liang Fa's entire worldview had been reshaped by Lu Li.

His own sword was the one Lu Li had left behind when he went down the mountain.

At this moment, the sword in Liang Fa's hand radiated a cold murderous intent.

Lu Li parted his mouth to smile, but finding that smiling pulled at his wounds, he darkened his face.

He looked at Yu Canghai and said, "Yu Canghai, you have mastered the Evil-Warding Sword Manual? When practicing this technique, it is like being burned by raging fire; you actually managed to endure it?"

Lu Li clearly saw that Yu Canghai on the Fengchan Platform had a beard, and his voice remained rough and boisterous, not at all like a eunuch.

The only thing was that his complexion was somewhat blue.

Not only did Lu Li notice this trait, but Dongfang Bubai and Fangzheng, who knew of the Sunflower Manual, were also very curious.

Could it be that Yu Canghai mastered this technique without castrating himself? One must know that although Lu Li's battle with Dongfang Bubai was perilous, it was not something just any small fry could interfere with.

The power Yu Canghai had just unleashed was indeed something only possessed by one who had mastered the Evil-Warding Sword Technique.

Yu Canghai said, "Hehe, you know that the Evil-Warding Sword Manual burns like fire when practiced, which means when you went to Fujian back then, it was also for the Evil-Warding Sword Manual!

It is just that the Evil-Warding Sword Manual was still obtained by me, cough cough."

"You are not wrong; when I had practiced less than one-third, my yang energy surged violently!

I endured the practice, nearly dying from a cultivation deviation."

"Fortunately, my Songfeng Temple possesses the heritage of an Immortal Pill. I took the pill daily to suppress the yang energy and finally mastered this Evil-Warding Sword Manual.

Lu Li, when you injured my sect's disciples in Fujian, did you ever think you would be blocked by me today?"

"Hahaha!

Not long after I began practicing the Evil-Warding Sword Manual, I was already on par with you two.

Once I continue to practice, I will certainly surpass you and Dongfang Bubai; by then, I will be the number one in the martial arts world."

Yu Canghai let out a long howl, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Although I am heavily injured, you and Dongfang Bubai are even worse off.

I only hope you can leave Songshan alive today, so I can kill you with my own hands."

Having said this, Yu Canghai fished out two more pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

Lu Li clearly saw that Yu Canghai's complexion had turned even bluer.

To think he could suppress the evil fire of the Sunflower Manual by taking pills; it seems the heritage of the Qingcheng Songfeng Temple is not to be underestimated.

Although the Qingcheng Sect's performance in the original story was lackluster, it cannot be denied that the century-old heritage of Mount Shu likely possesses some strength.

Back then, when Lu Li crossed out the eight words about castrating oneself on the cassock, he thought that if Yu Canghai died from a cultivation deviation,

it would be his own evil retribution.

In the original story, he wiped out the Lin Family and died by the Lin Family's Evil-Warding Sword Manual, which could be considered a death well-deserved.

If Yu Canghai was lucky enough to master the Evil-Warding Sword Manual, Lu Li would just have to kill him again.

To put it plainly, Lu Li had never taken this small fry Yu Canghai seriously.

He just hadn't expected that by some twist of fate, Yu Canghai would practice Qi through medication and master this technique.

It is just that his face is blue, looking very unhealthy.

Could he die from heavy metal poisoning? At this time, Lu Li also told Yue Buqun and the others about all these matters, including the ins and outs of the Evil-Warding Sword Manual and the Sword-Qi Conflict.

The Huashan crowd, suddenly hearing this, looked at Fangzheng in disbelief.

The awe they held for the Shaolin Temple in their hearts was rapidly collapsing.

Master Fangzheng said, "Master Yue, this child has entered the evil path and must be eliminated.

The lives lost on this Songshan are all because of him.

I hope Master Yue will consider the big picture and hand this child over to us."

Tang Yinge and the rest of the Songshan people pressed in even closer: "Yue Buqun!

Lu Li used treacherous schemes to force Alliance Master Zuo to his death; does your Huashan Sect still have any regard for the Five Mountains Sword Sects?"

"Hand him over to us quickly, and we will let you leave."

Veins bulged on the hand with which Yue Buqun gripped his sword, and his face flushed red.

He cherished his reputation his entire life and had never left behind a bad name in anything he did.

But today, he was destined to make a choice between his disciples and his title.

Perhaps, he had already made that choice long ago.

He was seen suddenly drawing his sword; his hand trembled slightly, but this strike was very steady.

The clothing on the chest of a Songshan Sect disciple was slashed open, and he retreated in shock.

In this strike, Yue Buqun had held back.

"Everyone, I, Yue, have come to take Lu Li back to the mountain; I ask that you do not obstruct us.

Otherwise, we shall have to resort to arms."

Tang Yinge was stunned and shouted, "Very well!

Yue Buqun, I have long known you were a hypocrite!

If you shield Lu Li today, we can only slaughter you all here."

The Huashan Sect group consisted of only seven or eight people, while the Songshan Sect, combined with the remnants of the Shaolin Temple, numbered sixty or seventy.

Such a stark disparity led the gathered heroes to make their own choice.

"Lu Li deserves to die; Master Yue, do not be stubborn and lose your way."

"It cannot be helped; we can only rid the pugilistic world of this scourge."

Abbot Fangzheng sighed, and the several Shaolin Elders behind him who were not heavily injured all charged toward Lu Li.

It was unclear who was the first to swing their blade, but the slaughter erupted in an instant.

The enemies, ten times the number of the Huashan Sect, charged up like a swarm of insects.

They could no longer distinguish who was who, knowing only that the people before them were all enemies.

But no matter how ferocious the enemies' charge was, the members of the Huashan Sect did not retreat a single step in the face of the surging crowd.

Yue Buqun went without saying; with years of Purple Mist Divine Skill, plus the Five Mountains Sword Technique and the sword techniques improved by Lu Li, his martial arts already had few rivals.

And the other disciples also unexpectedly erupted with terrifying strength.

Although their sword techniques were not as good as Lu Li's, they far exceeded the cultivation level that disciples of the younger generation should have.

Especially Linghu Chong and Liang Fa.

Linghu Chong's sword technique was unrestrained, and he was naturally carefree and fond of drinking.

When he used the Huashan Sword Technique, it was like a drunken immortal dancing with a sword—unconstrained and imaginative, making it impossible to defend against.

Liang Fa, however, was the complete opposite of him.

Every move he made seemed to have been tempered a thousand times over, and he was extremely earnest with every strike, as if he were not killing people, but fulfilling the teachings of his senior brother.

Yet the killing intent on his sword was second only to Lu Li among all the Huashan members.

The others, such as Shi Daizi and Gao Genming, also each displayed sword skills on par with the Songshan Protectors.

One must know, they were still very young.

Severed hands flew, heads rolled, and blood flowed like a river.

Countless people fell, and the members of the Huashan Sect also sustained several wounds on their bodies.

Yet, who knows how much time passed, the people of the Huashan Sect still had not retreated a single step.

The surging swarm of insects suddenly stopped.

Only then did everyone realize that the Huashan Sect was not just Lu Li alone; if—everyone were like a dragon!

And Lu Li, whom they were protecting, had already stepped out of the defensive circle.

Everyone heard the voice of Abbot Fangzheng from behind: "Amitabha, Benefactor Lu..."

But his voice came to an abrupt halt.

The next moment, a terrifying sword light suddenly erupted behind the crowd.

"Although I am heavily injured, I can still kill."

Abbot Fangzheng slowly fell, going to meet the Buddha.

Rumors in the pugilistic world say that on that day, the Huashan Sect annihilated the Songshan Sect, leaving no one alive, killed the Shaolin Abbot Fangzheng, and slaughtered one hundred and eight Shaolin Arhats along with countless heroes of the pugilistic world.

Daoist Chongxu of Wudang was disheartened and left halfway, while Yu Canghai took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Lu Li's battle with Dongfang Bubai was obstructed by Yu Canghai, and they agreed to fight again at the summit of Huashan in three years, which the pugilistic world calls the 'Huashan Sword Debate'.