Chapter 18

After seeing clearly that the person was Yue Buqun, Lin Pingzhi's eyes turned blood-red, and he questioned him angrily: "Yue Buqun, it's actually you!"

"We have been master and apprentice; even if I kept things from you, you have already expelled me from the sect."

"Why must you insist on putting me to death!"

Lin Pingzhi roared loudly, just like an enraged lion.

He never imagined that the one who wanted to kill him was his own master, Yue Buqun.

At this moment, the last shred of gratitude Lin Pingzhi felt toward the Huashan Sect completely vanished.

Now, he only thought of killing the Yue Buqun before his eyes!

Seeing that he had been exposed, Yue Buqun no longer hid his identity and said coldly: "An innocent man is guilty only because of his treasure."

"If you had obediently handed over the Evil-Warding Sword Art and the Epiphany Pill just now, I might have spared your life for the sake of our past master-apprentice relationship."

"Now, you can only die!"

Having said that, he pulled out the sword that had pierced Lin Pingzhi's shoulder and slashed it toward Lin Pingzhi's neck.

Lin Pingzhi had also lost his reason by this point; he unleashed the Evil-Warding Sword Art like a madman, launching a storm-like attack against Yue Buqun.

Streaks of sharp sword Qi were unleashed from his longsword.

The longsword emitted a piercing, shrill sound.

"Swish, swish..."

The speed at which the longsword vibrated reached its limit, and afterimages had already appeared.

Yue Buqun's Huashan Sword Art was originally inferior to the Evil-Warding Sword Art, and with Lin Pingzhi holding a determination to die, he simply could not block Lin Pingzhi's attacks.

In no time at all, the clothes on his body were slashed into rags and tatters.

"Damn it, how is this possible?"

Yue Buqun was in disbelief.

As a dignified Grandmaster martial artist, he was actually being suppressed and beaten by an Innate martial artist, and had nearly been killed several times.

Embarrassed and furious, Yue Buqun could no longer care about anything else; he executed the Huashan Sword Art to its fullest extent, and soon suppressed Lin Pingzhi.

"Die!"

With one sword strike, he pierced Lin Pingzhi's abdomen.

"Hand over the Evil-Warding Sword Art and the Epiphany Pill, and I can give you a quick death!"

Yue Buqun said coldly.

"In your dreams!"

Lin Pingzhi spat out blood and said through gritted teeth.

Just then, a voice came from deep within the woods.

"The play is over, and it is time for you to die!"

As soon as the voice fell, a black shadow flashed by.

With one blade strike, he severed Yue Buqun's head from his shoulders.

The Sect Master of the Huashan Sect, one of the Five Mountain Sword Sects, died just like that, in such an obscure way, without even having time to say a word!

Afterward, the newcomer looked at Lin Pingzhi and said: "Eat the elixir!"

As he spoke, he took an elixir from his bosom and threw it into Lin Pingzhi's mouth.

"Who are you?"

Lin Pingzhi asked vigilantly.

"Who I am is not important; what is important is that you will become my subordinate in the future."

"As for who sent me, you are not yet qualified to know."

"Once you pass the assessment, you will naturally see the person behind me!"

After speaking, the person took Lin Pingzhi and left.

Before he could ask more, he passed out directly.

The person who came to save Lin Pingzhi was naturally one of Ying Ziyu's subordinates.

It was the intelligence organization he personally cultivated, spread across all parts of the Nine Provinces—the Night Watchers!

Not long after the Night Watcher left with Lin Pingzhi, Yue Buqun's corpse was discovered.

Soon, this news spread throughout the Five Mountain Sword Sects.

Duan Tianya, who had come to recruit the Huashan Sect, learned the news and personally examined Yue Buqun's corpse.

"Killed with a single blade strike!"

"A single blade strike to finish off a Mid Stage Grandmaster martial artist."

"Who exactly could have such strength?"

Doubts arose in Duan Tianya's heart.

Even he, in the event of a sneak attack, would have no way to kill a Mid Stage Grandmaster martial artist with a single strike.

He realized that the situation had spiraled out of control.

He had to inform his foster father as soon as possible.

He did not linger and left the Huashan Sect immediately.

After Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan Sect learned the news, he immediately brought men to rush to the Huashan Sect.

Mourning Yue Buqun was a pretext; he wanted to take this opportunity to bring the Huashan Sect under his command, so that his integration of the Five Mountain Sword Sects could proceed more smoothly.

Unexpectedly, Yue Buqun's wife and daughter, Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan, were not overly sorrowful.

Instead, they looked at Yue Buqun's corpse with great indifference.

Both mother and daughter were clear about why Yue Buqun was killed.

They both held Yue Buqun's actions in great contempt.

However, the Huashan Sect now needed a backbone, and they had to make a decision as soon as possible.

"At this time, should I reveal my strength?"

Yue Lingshan hesitated in her heart.