Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 84: The Mystery of Qianfo Mountain: Shi Feiyang and the Disappearance of the Sect Leader
When Shi Feiyang returned to Jinhui Inn, he went straight to the small attic on the third floor.

Not long after, Gong Simeng, Liao Pei, Jin Liufu and others rushed over after hearing the news and quickly sat around him.

Shi Feiyang began to recount in detail the adventures he had experienced in the past few days, from his thrilling experience in the valley, to the mysterious symbols he found on the token, to his secret conversation with the elder of the reclusive family. He shared every detail without reservation.

Everyone listened attentively, knowing that this adventure had just begun and they would face unknown challenges together.

Liao Pei, a mature and steady man, looked at Shi Feiyang with a deep gaze and whispered, "Master, I think we should start with the sects of those missing leaders. We can send our elite personnel to conduct a detailed investigation of each sect and the place where the leader disappeared, to see if there are any clues we've missed. Perhaps we can find a breakthrough by studying their daily whereabouts and interpersonal relationships."

He paused briefly and continued, "After all, the disappearance of these leaders is no small matter, and it's bound to leave clues within their sects. If we dig deeper, perhaps we can uncover the secrets behind this."

Jin Liufu stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then offered his own suggestion: "I have a plan. We can spread the word in the martial arts world, announcing that the Xiongying Society is willing to offer a large reward for information leading to the missing leader. A large reward will surely attract courageous individuals. Perhaps those who know the truth but dare not speak out will contact us for the reward."

A sly glint flashed in his eyes. "This move will not only attract those who are after money, but will also cause potential enemies to relax their vigilance, perhaps inadvertently revealing important information."

Gong Simeng's eyes gleamed as he added, "We can also mobilize the brothers in the spy halls across the country and have them keep a close eye on the mysterious forces or people with unusual behavior that have recently appeared in the martial arts world. The disappearance of these leaders may be related to some emerging force."

She said firmly, "The Jianghu is always changing. If we can grasp the movements of these forces, we may be able to find clues and solve the mystery of the disappearance."

Shi Feiyang nodded slightly, and after a moment's contemplation, he said, "Elder Liao's strategy is sound, starting the investigation from the source; Brother Jin's bounty plan will allow us to gather information widely; and Sister Simeng's suggestion of utilizing the intelligence network will also increase our sources of intelligence."

He looked around and said in a serious tone, "However, we must proceed with caution to avoid alerting potential enemies. Brother Xiang, arrange for a few teams to secretly infiltrate those sects. Remember to keep a low profile to avoid causing unnecessary trouble."

He paused and continued, "Brother Jin, I'll leave the bounty to you. Make sure it's attractive enough, but don't let it appear as if we're being lavish, so as not to arouse unnecessary suspicion." He turned to Gong Simeng and said, "Sister Simeng, maintain close communication with the brothers in the Spy Hall. Report any signs of trouble to me immediately."

The heroes nodded in acceptance, then dispersed and began their actions. They knew that this was an investigation that concerned the safety of the martial arts world, and every step required caution in order to uncover the truth behind the missing leader.

Jinan Prefecture.

The sun blazed brightly, illuminating every corner of the ancient city. Within the city walls, shaded by verdant trees, the chirping of cicadas infused the sweltering summer heat with life and energy. The weeping willows lining the moat swayed gently in the breeze, seemingly offering a touch of coolness to passersby. In the lotus pond, graceful blossoms stood in dazzling hues of pink and white, their fragrance radiating and attracting bees and butterflies.

Occasionally, a small boat leisurely glides through the lotus pond, its fishermen, wearing conical hats, leisurely enjoying the tranquility and beauty. On the shore, children chase and play, their laughter echoing in the air, adding a touch of childlike innocence and joy to this ancient city. Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled light and shadows on the ground, making one unable to help but immerse themselves in this picturesque scene.

However, beneath this peaceful and tranquil surface lies an unknown undercurrent. Heroes from all walks of life gather here, each cherishing a deep yearning for peace in the martial arts world while remaining highly vigilant against potential enemies.

Although the sun is scorching, it cannot penetrate the complexity and volatility of human hearts.

In a corner of the ancient city, an ancient house stands quietly.

Inside the house, Shi Feiyang sat together with the other heroes. Everyone's face was filled with seriousness and determination. They knew that this bloody battle was not only to find the missing leader, but also to maintain peace and order in the entire martial arts world.

"We must act quickly and never give the enemy any chance to breathe." Shi Feiyang's voice was calm and powerful. His words were like thunder in summer, instantly igniting the fighting spirit in the hearts of the heroes.

Everyone nodded in agreement. They knew the battle ahead would be an arduous one, but they were undaunted. The sun still shone brightly on the ancient city, and on this ancient land, a historic battle in the martial arts world was about to begin.

Shi Feiyang and his group disguised themselves as businessmen and quietly checked into the "Jinhui Inn" in the city.

During the day, they traveled through the ancient streets and alleys, secretly investigating the missing sect leader. Although the places they visited were filled with the hustle and bustle of summer, they were keenly aware of the hidden mystery and unease.

The people of Jinan Prefecture were busy making their living or chatting under the shade of trees, and did not seem to pay much attention to the whereabouts of these outsiders.

At the same time, Lie Quan and his disciples quietly set up a branch of the Xiongying Society in another corner of Jinan Prefecture.

They acted quietly, yet their efficiency remained undiminished. "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen periodically employed his "Flying Catkins and Light Smoke" technique to fly back to Jinan Prefecture to report to Shi Feiyang the details of the safe arrival of tens of thousands of Xiongying Society disciples, led by Liao Pei, Xie Wen, Gongsun Ren, and Xiao Lingling.

Afterwards, Xie Wen used the "Flying Catkins and Light Smoke Skill" again and returned to his disciples' residence, continuing to accompany Liao Pei, Gongsun Ren and others to lead their troops south.

Despite the scorching summer heat, Jinan remains captivating. A gentle breeze caresses the tree-lined streets, bringing a touch of coolness. Along Daming Lake, graceful lotus flowers exude a delicate fragrance, drawing visitors in for a moment. At Baotu Spring, the crystal-clear waters gush endlessly, a refreshing gift from nature. Every corner of the ancient city exudes a unique charm, inviting visitors to linger.

Shi Feiyang and his companions were preoccupied with the mystery of their missing leader and the impending establishment of the Xiongying Society's headquarters atop Piaomiao Peak in the Jiangnan region of Taihu Lake. All of this would unfold gradually amidst the summer heat. On this day, the sun was shining brightly, the breeze was gentle, and the streets of Jinan Prefecture bustled with activity, yet a subtle, uncharacteristic tension permeated the air. In the streets and alleys, conversations swirled, and people gathered in small groups, whispering quietly, their eyes flickering with curiosity and unease.

It turned out that a series of mysterious disappearances had recently occurred in the city, casting a shadow over this once peaceful and tranquil city. Every household had its doors and windows closed, and after nightfall, few dared to go out.

Although the government has increased patrols, the case has not yet been solved, causing panic among the people and an increasingly tense atmosphere.

Shi Feiyang stood in front of the window of the attic on the third floor of "Jinhui Inn", gazing into the distance, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

After a while, Gong Simeng, who had been carefully disguised, came to Shi Feiyang's bedroom and ran to his side like a happy bird. She was dressed in a green dress with a white scarf on her head, dressed like a scholar. She was very handsome, and there was a heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

She smiled and said to Shi Feiyang, "Brother, what do you think of my outfit? Can I sneak into that scholarly gathering without being noticed?" Shi Feiyang turned around, looked at Gong Simeng carefully, and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, with your outfit, even the talented men and beautiful women in that scholarly family would find it hard to match. I'm sure you'll be able to blend in smoothly."

Gong Simeng was overwhelmed with emotion upon receiving the praise from her beloved idol. She said, "Brother, I have prepared everything as you instructed." Shi Feiyang looked at her affectionately, a flicker of admiration in his eyes, and whispered, "Simeng, this trip is extremely dangerous. You must be careful." Gong Simeng nodded firmly and said resolutely, "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely complete the mission."

Shi Feiyang then took out a token from his arms, handed it to her, and said solemnly: "Take this token, it may come in handy." Gong Simeng took the token, looked at Shi Feiyang deeply, and then put the token away properly.

She took Shi Feiyang's hand, walked out of the attic together, passed through the inn, and the two soon disappeared in the bustling crowd.

After leaving the city, the two used their Qinggong skills to quickly head to Qianfo Mountain and head straight to the Qingfeng Sword School, which is famous in the martial arts world.

In summer, Qianfo Mountain is awash in verdant greenery. Lush vegetation blankets the entire mountain, making it appear as if it were draped in vibrant green. Under the sunlight, trees like pines and cypresses appear exceptionally lush, while wildflowers and weeds bloom in vibrant colors, imbuing the mountain with boundless vitality and vigor.

The gentle breeze rustles the leaves, whispering ancient and mysterious stories. Winding mountain paths lead visitors deeper into this natural treasure trove. The chorus of cicadas adds a touch of liveliness to the tranquil summer afternoon. Climbing to the summit, the panoramic view of the entire city is breathtaking, a truly refreshing experience, a way to forget the worries of the world.

The curling air of incense smoke within Xingchan Temple complements the surrounding natural scenery, creating a tranquil and mysterious atmosphere. The quaint and solemn ancient buildings, illuminated by the summer sun, reveal a sense of age. The red walls and green tiles contrast sharply with the surrounding greenery and red flowers, creating a sense of history and the traces of time.

As soon as Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng stepped into the forest of Qianfo Mountain, they keenly noticed something strange.

There seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air, which was incompatible with the fresh atmosphere of the mountains and forests.

Shi Feiyang frowned slightly, quietly drew out the Burmese knife from his waist, and whispered to Gong Simeng: "Be careful, something might have happened here." Gong Simeng gripped the soft sword tightly in his hand and nodded firmly.

The two men moved forward cautiously, and suddenly heard a fight coming from the front.

They quickly hid their bodies and approached to see a group of men in black besieging several disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect. These men in black had strange martial arts and ruthless moves, and the disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect were clearly at a disadvantage.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang flew out without hesitation and shouted, "Stop!" The Burmese knife in his hand flashed with a cold light and rushed towards the black-clad man in the lead. The black-clad man quickly raised his sword to block it. There was a loud "clang" sound and sparks flew everywhere.

Gong Simeng also joined the battle. She displayed her unique sword skills, with sword shadows flashing, and cooperated with Shi Feiyang tacitly.

Under the combined attack of the two, the man in black gradually lost.

Seeing the situation was not good, the leading black-clad man suddenly pulled out a black ball from his arms and threw it at Shi Feiyang. Shi Feiyang was startled, keenly aware of the huge danger hidden in the ball, and immediately used the Mingyu Gong to build a true qi barrier in front of him.

With a loud bang, the ball exploded in front of Shi Feiyang, and a thick black smoke filled the air, mixed with pungent poisonous gas. Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng quickly held their breath and retreated quickly.

The men in black took advantage of the thick smoke and quickly fled the scene.

When the smoke cleared, Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng rushed to the Qingfeng Sword Sect disciples, who were seriously injured and breathing weakly.

Shi Feiyang quickly channeled Qi into them, stabilizing their injuries. One of the disciples spoke with difficulty, "Thank you both for saving our lives... These men in black have been lying in wait here for days, looking for a chance to attack us... They seem to be searching for something..."

Before he could finish his words, he fainted.

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