Liver into a martial arts legend: starting with Embroidered Spring Blade

Chapter 147 The Nine Swords of Dugu, The Sword Tournament at Mount Hua, Battle of Feng Qingyang! [Two-in-One]

A gentle breeze swept through, carrying a touch of chill into the spacious courtyard.

Feng Buping and the other two recognized Feng Qingyang's identity and were very excited.

This is their master's senior uncle, and also a member of their Sword Sect lineage.

After the great battle between the Sword and Qi sects, almost all the experts from both sects were killed or wounded. The remaining disciples of the Sword sect either committed suicide on the spot or retreated into seclusion in the mountains. Now, only the three of them remain.

Unexpectedly, they discovered that their Sword Sect still had elders alive. How could this not excite them?

Yue Buqun was also somewhat incredulous, but the old man in front of him did indeed bear some resemblance to Feng Shishu, the one with the strongest martial arts talent in the Sword Sect lineage back then.

This Uncle Feng was a master swordsman back in the day, renowned throughout the martial arts world. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the number one expert in the Sword Sect.

Back when the Sword and Qi sects were locked in a fierce battle, in order to be on the safe side, the elders of the Qi sect even resorted to despicable means, arranging for him to go to Jiangnan to get married before daring to launch an internal war and fight against the Sword sect. This shows how much they feared this Uncle Feng.

These secrets were all told to Yue Buqun by his master before his death, when Yue Buqun took over as sect leader.

Furthermore, his master had also instructed him to be careful of Feng Qingyang, and that if Feng Qingyang returned and was still willing to take charge of Mount Hua, he should hand over the position of sect leader to Feng Qingyang.

But after all these years, Feng Qingyang has never appeared again, and Yue Buqun had long assumed that Feng Qingyang was dead.

Unexpectedly, he is still alive, and right here on Mount Hua?

Thinking of the despicable deeds committed by the elders of the Qi Sect back then, Yue Buqun suddenly felt a little guilty, but at this moment, he could only bite the bullet and step forward to bow: "Disciple Yue Buqun greets Uncle Feng!"

Upon seeing this, the disciples were all in an uproar and began to discuss it amongst themselves.

Who would have thought that this elderly man with unfathomable martial arts skills was actually an elder of their Mount Hua?!

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, showing no respect for Yue Buqun, the sect leader: "My Sword Sect has long been exterminated and expelled from your sect by your Qi Sect. What makes you still call me 'Uncle-Master'?"

Yue Buqun's expression stiffened as he said, "Uncle-Master Feng, you are too kind. The elders have already paid the price for the mistakes of the past. Now that the Sword and Qi sects have reconciled, how could I dare not acknowledge Uncle-Master Feng?"

As he spoke, Yue Buqun gritted his teeth and said, "Before my master passed away, he confessed to me that the internal strife between the Sword and Qi sects was wrong. My master instructed me that if Uncle Feng were to return and be willing to take over Mount Hua, then Uncle Feng should be appointed as the sect leader."

"Over the years, I have sent people to search for him, but we have never been able to find Uncle Feng. There were even rumors in the martial arts world that Uncle Feng had passed away. I was saddened by this, but I never expected that he would still be alive. This is truly a great joy for Mount Hua."

"Now that Uncle-Master Feng has returned, this disciple is willing to relinquish the position of sect leader!"

Yue Buqun bowed deeply.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed slightly.

Feng Beng and the others all showed joy on their faces, while Ning Zhongze and the other members of the Qi Sect were extremely anxious, unwilling to see the position of sect leader, which they had held for many years, handed over like this.

"If I truly coveted the position of sect leader, why would I have waited until today?"

That's what he said, but seeing Yue Buqun's attitude, Feng Qingyang's expression softened considerably. He said, "Over the years, I have been guarding Mount Hua. If it weren't for that, Mount Hua's century-old foundation would have been taken away long ago."

“Uncle-Master…” Feng Ping’s face was anxious.

"shut up!"

Feng Qingyang looked at the group and snorted coldly, "I am pleased to see that some of you are still alive, but I am very unhappy with what you have done."

"If you are truly capable and wish to revive the Sword Sect, why don't you establish your own lineage and sect in the martial world? Instead, you come back to fight for the position of sect leader and start fighting amongst yourselves again!"

"Has the great sword battle of yesteryear still not awakened you?"

"Uncle-Master..." The group looked ashamed.

Feng Qingyang solemnly said, "If you still consider me your senior uncle, then you must not engage in such internal strife in the future, doing things that hurt your loved ones and please your enemies!"

"Moreover, when it comes to being a sect leader, Yue's abilities far surpass yours!"

"Back then, during the great sword battle, almost all of Huashan's masters were killed or wounded. Under such pressure, young Yue was able to stabilize the situation, rebuild the sect's reputation, and prevent Huashan from falling out of the Five Mountains Sword Sects. If it were you, could you do it?"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly and said, "If any of you dare to harbor disloyal thoughts or instigate internal strife in the future, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Feng Buping and the others whispered, "Yes, Uncle-Master, your disciples obey!"

Yue Buqun, however, showed a look of gratitude. His Uncle Feng had finally seen all his efforts and hard work over the years.

Feng Qingyang's expression softened slightly, and he turned to look at Jiang Xuan and the other four uninvited guests.

Jiang Xuan, however, remained calm and fearless as he met Feng Qingyang's gaze.

He could sense the threat emanating from Feng Qingyang's sharp sword intent, but he didn't care.

Knowing that this sword master was stationed on Mount Hua, how could he not have made preparations?

"Since you know I'm still alive, young friend, there's no room for negotiation on your coming to Mount Hua this time," Feng Qingyang said, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He didn't ask any other nonsense questions.

Jiang Xuan, as the commander of the Imperial Guard, came to take over Mount Hua, which naturally meant that the imperial court was preparing to take action against the Five Mountains Sword Sects.

Jiang Xuan smiled faintly and said, "This is undoubtedly a good thing for Mount Hua, isn't it?"

“But young friend, you should also know that with my martial arts skills, I don’t need the court’s help at all if I want to become the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance,” Feng Qingyang said.

Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "If that's the case, then why have you remained secluded from the world all these years? In the end, you must have some concerns, right?"

Feng Qingyang was taken aback, then looked deeply at Jiang Xuan and sighed, "Young friend, although you are in the imperial court, you are quite knowledgeable about the martial world!"

Jiang Xuan remained noncommittal: "As the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, I am responsible for monitoring the world on behalf of the Emperor. Naturally, I must have some understanding of the world. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle."

Feng Qingyang was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Since you wish to make your mark on the martial world, the Huashan Sect can be your vanguard, but I have one condition."

Jiang Xuan nodded: "Please speak, senior."

Feng Qingyang said, "If the court needs our help in the future, Huashan can lend a hand, but on the surface, Huashan will not submit to the court."

Ultimately, it all comes down to saving face...

Jiang Xuan smiled and nodded: "No problem, but I also have a request."

Feng Qingyang asked in confusion, "Please speak, young friend."

"I wish to borrow the Dugu Nine Swords for a look," Jiang Xuan said, his gaze fixed intently on Feng Qingyang, revealing his true purpose.

He was naturally very interested in the ultimate techniques of the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai.

Besides supporting Yue Buqun in taking control of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and indirectly incorporating the Five Mountains Sword Sect, the main purpose of this trip to Mount Hua is to acquire Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords.

Feng Qingyang frowned, instinctively wanting to refuse. How could he easily impart his family's unique skills?
Before he could speak, Jiang Xuan continued, "Senior, please don't be in such a hurry to refuse. I am willing to exchange an equal martial art for you."

Feng Qingyang hesitated.

Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "I wonder if you would be interested in the Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Jing?"

Yi Jin Jing?
Everyone was moved. One of the two supreme internal martial arts techniques of Shaolin?!
"This..." A hint of interest flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes as he asked, "Young friend, do you truly possess this Shaolin secret technique?"

Jiang Xuan said calmly, "Given my status, I would not stoop to deceiving you with a fake scripture."

"Uncle-Master Feng..." Yue Buqun and the others couldn't help but look at Feng Qingyang, hoping he would agree.

The Shaolin Temple's martial arts manual, the Yi Jin Jing, is a legendary top-tier skill that can even cleanse the marrow and enhance martial arts aptitude. How could they not be tempted?!

Feng Qingyang pondered for a moment, then finally made up his mind: "Alright!"

Taking a deep breath, Feng Qingyang looked at Jiang Xuan and said, "If you truly possess the Yi Jin Jing, I can impart it to you through the Dugu Nine Swords."

Jiang Xuan smiled, took out the scripture he had copied in advance from his pocket, and handed it to Feng Qingyang.

Everyone stared intently at the scripture.

Feng Qingyang eagerly took it and began to watch.

A moment later, his eyes flashed with a mixture of amazement and shock. Finally, he let out a long sigh and exclaimed, "Shaolin's top-notch internal strength truly lives up to its reputation!"

"However, this scripture seems to be incomplete?"

Feng Qingyang looked at Jiang Xuan, his face showing confusion.

Jiang Xuan nodded: "That's right. This passage is only about one-third of the complete scripture. But don't worry, senior, I will definitely present the complete scripture within two years at most. Moreover, this page should be enough for your use."

Feng Qingyang's eye twitched; this kid was up to no good.

The promised Yi Jin Jing, only a third of it is actually there?

Now that I've already seen it, how can I possibly go back on my word?
However... Jiang Xuan was right. With his current level of cultivation, this one-third of the scripture was enough to benefit him immensely and allow him to break through his current level.

Perhaps, this could be used to directly reach the level of a grandmaster.

"call……"

Feng Qingyang exhaled and nodded, saying, "This Dugu Nine Swords is not a martial art of my Huashan sect. It was something I obtained by chance when I was traveling the martial world. It was created by a senior martial artist. I can pass it on to you on behalf of that senior, but I hope you will promise me that you will not pass it on to others."

Jiang Xuan disagreed: "Senior is too attached to appearances. Since that Senior Dugu left this unique skill behind, he naturally did not intend to keep it to himself. Rather, he hoped that future generations could inherit it and carry it forward. Otherwise, why would that senior not take on disciples to teach it himself, but instead leave the inheritance for those with the right destiny to take it?"

"Young friend, do you know Senior Dugu's name?"

Feng Qingyang was somewhat surprised, then frowned and pondered for a while. He sighed helplessly and nodded, saying, "Young friend, you are right. Perhaps I have misunderstood Senior Dugu's meaning. But Senior Dugu is a hero of his time, and I suppose he would not want his unique skills to fall into the hands of someone with wicked intentions."

“Young friend, let’s each take a step back. You may pass on this sword technique to others, but please do not pass it on to those with wicked intentions, or let it circulate widely in the martial arts world.”

This time, Jiang Xuan did not refuse again, and nodded, saying, "Of course, such divine swordsmanship is not something that just anyone is qualified to practice."

"Thank you for your understanding, young friend."

Feng Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This sword technique has many profound and subtle techniques, so I won't waste my time copying it down. If you don't mind, young friend, why don't you lend me a hand? I will demonstrate it myself and teach you personally. How about that?"

Feng Qingyang stared intently at Jiang Xuan, a fighting spirit flashing deep in his eyes.

Jiang Xuan was taken aback, then smiled. He could easily see through Feng Qingyang's meaning and nodded, saying, "I was also looking for guidance, senior!"

Stupid!
A sword rang out.

Feng Qingyang stretched out his hand, and with a movement of his true energy, the long sword in Yue Buqun's hand was automatically unsheathed and fell into Feng Qingyang's hand.

"Young Yue, may I borrow your sword?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingyang flashed and leaped to the roof of the house outside the courtyard. With another flash, he was already halfway up the mountain, and his aged voice echoed from afar.

"You can't fight here, young friend, please come to the mountaintop for a duel!"

Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed, and he reached out his hand, saying, "A knife!"

Lin Pingzhi quickly stepped forward and handed the Youlong Blade to Jiang Xuan.

choke--

Jiang Xuan drew his longsword with a backhand motion, then immediately channeled his energy and used his lightness skill to leap up like a wild goose, rushing towards the summit of Jade Maiden Peak with a speed that was in no way inferior to Feng Qingyang's.

"This sir truly lives up to his reputation!" Feng Buping exclaimed in amazement.

"quick!"

Yue Buqun came to his senses and immediately used his lightness skill to chase after them.

Everyone hurriedly followed, eager to witness this rare and extraordinary battle.

……

The west wind howled.

The two climbed to the top of Jade Maiden Peak one after the other. A cold wind swept in, making their clothes flutter as if they were on a cloud.

Feng Qingyang held his sword in one hand and said in a deep voice, "Young friend, the core principle of the Dugu Nine Swords lies in anticipating the enemy's moves, defeating them with no moves, and only attacking without defending."

"If it is enhanced by sword intent, the sword intent will be divided into nine, and its power will be even greater."

"The final technique has 360 variations. Once mastered, combined with the other eight sword intents, it can break through all external martial arts techniques in the world!"

Having said that, Feng Qingyang suddenly raised his sword: "This is the first move, the final strike!"

hum~
The sword intent roared, the sword light flashed, stirring up the wind and clouds!
A sword intent, as ethereal as the wind and as gentle as the clouds, emerged, sweeping out along the sword and pressing down on Jiang Xuan!

This sword strike was not fast, nor was the sword intent very strong. It was clear that Feng Qingyang was holding back, worried about hurting Jiang Xuan.

Despite this, Jiang Xuan still felt his hair stand on end. From this gentle sword intent, he sensed a dangerous aura that was sharp and piercing.

To the naked eye, he could find almost no flaws.

Sword intent has already transcended the realm of technique, but this sword strike perfectly demonstrates technique through sword intent, focusing on overcoming the strong with the weak and breaking intent with technique.

What amazing swordsmanship!

Jiang Xuan's expression turned solemn. Not daring to be careless, he immediately drew his sword, unleashing a counterattack with the enhancement of two different intents.

Although he couldn't see any flaw in the sword strike, he still didn't choose to defend, opting instead to attack as his defense.

However, fearing he might injure Feng Qingyang, he also didn't unleash his full power. Boom!
The blades and sword energy clashed, tearing the blades apart and exploding in mid-air.

The sword light remained condensed like a beam, piercing straight through the blade light before slowly dissipating as Feng Qingyang withdrew his attack.

"Two different artistic conceptions?" A hint of surprise flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes, and he immediately said, "Be careful, young friend, don't be careless!"

"it is good!"

Jiang Xuan nodded, no longer holding back, and with a backhand slash, he shattered the void, unleashing seventy percent of his power.

Feng Qingyang's expression was solemn. He drew his sword again, still a simple straight thrust, but Jiang Xuan could vaguely see dozens of variations, all displayed at the same time, making him unparalleled in attack and full of pressure.

"Second move, Sword Breaking Strike!"

Feng Qingyang gave a light shout, his aura shaking the heavens. The countless sword energies merged into one sword, shattering Jiang Xuan's blade light, and the hidden sword intent within was also completely destroyed.

The lingering intent of the sword was also broken by Feng Qingyang's third sword strike.

The third move, the Blade Breaker!
As Feng Qingyang practiced the changes in sword intent with his sword, he chanted the incantation for circulating qi: "Gui Mei moves towards Wu Wang, Wu Wang moves towards Tong Ren, Tong Ren moves towards Da You, Jia turns to Bing, Bing turns to Geng..."

The two men's swords flashed, their movements becoming increasingly urgent and rapid.

Later, the two figures became almost invisible to the naked eye; all that could be seen were two streaks of light flashing and clashing on the mountaintop, sometimes intertwined and in contact, sometimes separated.

Within that small area atop the mountain, the fierce clash and roar of swords and blades tore through the clouds that had clung to the summit, revealing rays of sunlight that were blindingly bright in the reflection of the swords and blades.

On a platform halfway up the mountain, Yue Buqun and the others stood there, their eyes fixed on the battle, their expressions dazed, their eyes filled with shock and longing.

They only knew that the two people on the mountaintop were very strong, but they didn't have a specific idea of ​​just how strong they were.

But now they know.

With their martial arts skills, they probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single move from those two before they would die.

Whether it's internal energy cultivation, lightness skill, or swordsmanship, those two have reached the pinnacle in their hearts!

"The Nine Swords of Dugu..." Yue Buqun murmured, his breathing rapid, a burning passion appearing in his eyes, his emotions surging and difficult to calm.

If he can learn this top-level swordsmanship, it won't be long before he can join the ranks of the top!
I just don't know if Uncle Feng will pass it on to him...

"Master!"

Just then, a figure leaped and flew from the back of the mountain. When he saw Yue Buqun and the others halfway up the mountain, he was startled and quickly stepped forward to pay his respects.

"Chong'er?"

Yue Buqun frowned and asked, "Why aren't you staying at the Cliff of Contemplation? What are you doing here?"

Linghu Chong was a little reserved and stepped forward to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, Master. I saw that senior Feng fighting with someone, so I came up to take a look."

Yue Buqun noticed the loophole in Linghu Chong's words and asked in surprise, "You've met Uncle Feng?"

Linghu Chong was also taken aback for a moment, and said, "Master, you also know this Feng... Grand Uncle Feng?"

Yue Buqun snorted, "Uncle Feng is a senior of our Huashan Sword Sect. How could I not recognize him?"

He glanced at Feng Buping and the others beside him and introduced them, "These are also seniors of our Huashan Sword Sect. You should call them senior uncles. Hurry up and come to pay your respects!"

Linghu Chong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied, "Yes, Master!"

"Greetings, esteemed senior masters!"

After exchanging greetings, Linghu Chong looked at the two people fighting on the mountaintop and hesitated before saying, "Master, actually, I have been practicing swordsmanship with this Uncle Feng for more than a year."

Yue Buqun was stunned, his eyes widening: "You mean, Uncle Feng has already taught you the Dugu Nine Swords?"

Linghu Chong was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Yue Buqun and the others exchanged glances, their breathing quickening, and a burning desire surfacing in their eyes.

ding ding ding-

Above the sky, the clash and clashing of swords and spears intensified.

Later on, Feng Qingyang faced increasing pressure and even had to use all his strength to barely cope with Jiang Xuan's attacks.

Both of them were purely offensive, never defensive, and always chose to fight head-on.

But Feng Qingyang found it hard to believe. The Dugu Nine Swords was a sword technique specifically designed to break through external martial arts, and it had a suppressive effect on any artistic conception. It could be said that it had an innate advantage and was in an invincible position.

Despite this, even with his swordsmanship skills, he still had to exhaust all his strength to resist Jiang Xuan's sword and saber techniques.

This young man looks to be only in his early twenties, about the same age as Linghu Chong, yet his martial arts skills have already reached such a level.

What kind of freak is this?!
"What is Qi? It is the void, the root of creation. It is infinitely vast, infinitely minute, boundless and limitless..."

Feng Qingyang, forcing himself to maintain the surging blood and qi within his body, recited the incantation for the final sword technique and simultaneously thrust out his last sword: "Qi-Breaking Strike!"

hum~
With a flash of sword light, in an instant, Jiang Xuan felt his internal energy frozen by the sword, its circulation halted, and he was forced back several meters.

But just as he was about to fall off the cliff, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, twisted his body, and leaped into the air again, rushing towards Feng Qingyang.

"That's enough! That's enough!"

Feng Qingyang quickly waved his hand, unwilling to fight any longer.

Jiang Xuan sheathed his sword and landed on the ground, his eyes still showing a hint of lingering satisfaction as he looked at Feng Qingyang with a puzzled expression.

Feng Qingyang's lips twitched, and he said, "Are you trying to kill me?"

Jiang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then a hint of apology appeared in his eyes, and he quickly said, "I acted on impulse and couldn't stop myself. Please forgive me, senior."

Feng Qingyang's face darkened; this monster hadn't used its full strength after all.

"At first I was worried that I wouldn't be able to stop myself and would hurt you, but it seems I was overthinking it."

Feng Qingyang said with a dark face, "What kind of freak are you? Did you start practicing martial arts in the womb or something?"

"Senior is joking."

Jiang Xuan smiled. He hadn't used his full strength, but he had still displayed about 80% of his power.

In terms of lightness skill, Feng Qingyang was not much different from him.

However, he still had other techniques, such as the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill and the Absorption Technique, that he did not use together.

Based on a comparison of strength, Feng Qingyang is indeed a level above Dongfang Bubai, and in terms of swordsmanship, he is roughly on par with Yan Shisan.

However, Feng Qingyang's cultivation level is much higher than Yan Shisan's. He possesses the authentic internal energy of Mount Hua and has reached the ninth rank of Grandmaster, just one step away from becoming a Great Grandmaster.

For a martial arts master of the ninth rank to be able to force him to use 80% of his strength is already extremely impressive.

After all, all his martial arts skills were honed to the extreme in each realm with the support of the system, making it easy for him to fight beyond his realm.

But facing Feng Qingyang, he felt such immense pressure.

If he were to go all out, it would take him at least a hundred moves to have a chance to suppress and defeat him, which shows how high Feng Qingyang's martial arts skills are.

But if Feng Qingyang knew of his humble and sentimental remarks, he would probably find it even more difficult to accept.

He had practiced martial arts for most of his life, but in the end, he was not as good as a young man who had only practiced for three or four years.

He'll probably start to question the meaning of life.

Feng Qingyang sighed, waved his hand helplessly, and said, "That's enough for now. I'll copy the sword technique for you later."

He had just felt an urge to test Jiang Xuan's skills, so he decided to pass on his swordsmanship to Jiang Xuan through a 'sword duel'.

But now, he'd rather put in more effort than suffer through this ordeal.

"No need."

Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "I have already mastered the secrets of the Dugu Nine Swords."

"You've got it?" Feng Qingyang looked at him skeptically.

Jiang Xuan smiled, offering no explanation, and said, "Please, senior, take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, he used his knife as a sword and thrust it forward, using the same 'Qi-Breaking Style' that Feng Qingyang had just used.

hum~
The sword intent is boundless, and dozens of variations appear in the sword light.

At the same time, the system interface quietly appeared:

Martial Arts: Dugu Nine Swords (Beginner)

【Progress: 3/2000】

Jiang Xuan glanced at it casually, then sheathed his sword and looked at Feng Qingyang, asking with a smile, "Senior, what do you think?"

Feng Qingyang was completely stunned.

After a long while, he sighed and shook his head, saying, "Freak! I finally know where you got your martial arts skills. If there are any favored children of the world, they are probably like you."

"You flatter me, senior."

Jiang Xuan smiled, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you very much for passing on your skills, senior."

Feng Qingyang shook his head: "It's just a fair exchange. There's no need for thanks. Just don't forget your promise."

"Don't worry, senior, I'm not the kind of person to go back on my word." Jiang Xuan nodded.

The two then returned down the mountain.

At this moment, Yue Buqun and Feng Ping's expressions became even more respectful, and it was a respect that came from the bottom of their hearts.

People from the martial arts world have always believed that the strong are respected.

If Jiang Xuan's purpose in coming up the mountain this time was simply to intimidate them with his status and force them to cooperate, even if they agreed now, they wouldn't have much respect for him.

But now that they had witnessed Jiang Xuan display his strength, even without his identity as the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, they would never dare to have any disloyal thoughts.

This is the change brought about by strength.

"Senior Feng, Sect Leader Yue, now that this matter is settled, I will not disturb you any longer. We will meet again at Mount Song in half a month!"

Having successfully completed his mission, Jiang Xuan did not linger any longer. After saying goodbye to Feng Qingyang and Yue Buqun, he led Lin Pingzhi and the others down the mountain and left.

Feng Qingyang led his men to the mountain gate to see them off.

Only after watching their figures disappear between the steep cliffs did Feng Qingyang withdraw his gaze, shaking his head and sighing, "With such a person in the court, perhaps it won't be long before the situation in this world undergoes a tremendous change..."

"Uncle-Master, although this person is powerful, he has not defeated you. Why do you praise him so highly?" Cheng Buyou asked in confusion.

"You're short-sighted, a hopeless case, you know nothing!"

Feng Qingyang glanced at him, cursing him with exasperation, but he was too lazy to tell him the real situation of the battle just now. He turned to Yue Buqun and instructed, "Make preparations. We will set off for Songshan tomorrow."

Yue Buqun was taken aback for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Uncle-Master, do you mean you're going too?"

Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice, "Since we've decided to compete, let's compete fairly and squarely!"

"It's been many years since I've gone down the mountain. This is a good opportunity to go out and let people see that the Huashan lineage is not completely wiped out!"

Yue Buqun was overjoyed and quickly said, "If you, my esteemed Uncle, are willing to take action, then there will be no surprises in this competition for the position of leader of the Five Mountains Alliance!"

Feng Qingyang nodded slightly and reminded him, "My appearance is only to deter other sects that want to cause trouble. You are the current head of the Huashan Sect, and you will have to step in when the time comes."

"Also, take this kid with you. Although you haven't had two successful disciples in your generation, you have taken on a good one."

Feng Qingyang glanced at Linghu Chong beside him and didn't hold back his praise.

"Yes, uncle."

Yue Buqun dared not refute, and respectfully nodded. Then, he hesitated and said, "Uncle-Master, I don't know about the Dugu Nine Swords..."

"You're not being polite!"

Feng Qingyang snorted and said, "Fine, since I've already broken my promise anyway, teaching one is the same as teaching two. From now on, you and Feng Buping will both learn this sword technique from me. But if you ever tarnish this sword technique, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Yue Buqun and Feng Buping were overjoyed and quickly thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Uncle-Master!"

"Uncle-Master, what about us?"

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi looked anxious and rushed forward, looking at Feng Qingyang with pleading eyes.

Feng Qingyang glanced at the two of them sideways: "You two scoundrels, with wicked intentions, are not worthy of learning this sword technique. When you change, I will consider whether to teach you or not when I am in a better mood."

The two were immediately devastated.

(End of this chapter)