Reborn as Lin Pingzhi, starting from escorting Daiyu to the capital.

Murong Fu's long sword suddenly slipped from his hand, and in his shock, he snapped out of the illusion.

At this moment, Wang Yuyan, Bao Butong, and others gathered around and gently persuaded her.

Murong Fu broke out in a cold sweat, feeling immense gratitude towards the person who had intervened.

Looking up, I saw a person slowly emerging from the pine forest, his face sinister.

The man strode up the mountain and announced loudly, "Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan Sect has come to pay a visit to Master Congbian and keep our appointment for the chess game."

"So it's Sect Leader Zuo! A warm welcome!"

Lin Pingzhi recognized Zuo Lengchan and kept a close eye on him.

Zuo Lengchan came to the chessboard, pondered for a moment, then took out a white piece from the chess box and gently placed it down.

Su Xinghe knew the game inside and out, and without hesitation, he placed a black piece.

Zuo Lengchan pondered for a while longer before placing his piece, and Su Xinghe responded with a piece of his own.

Before they knew it, more than twenty pieces had been decided.

Seeing that Zuo Lengchan's white pieces were scattered throughout the chessboard, seemingly occupying key positions, but in reality lacking precision and skill, Lin Daiyu whispered to Lin Pingzhi:

"Cousin, this Left Sect Leader is too domineering in his chess game. He wants everything, and I'm afraid he'll end up with nothing."

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Su Xinghe made a move, and a large group of Zuo Lengchan's pieces were captured.

Zuo Lengchan frowned, picked up a chess piece, and hesitated.

Ding Chunqiu, standing to the side, said with a smile, "Sect Leader Zuo, you've been too clever for your own good. In the end, you've only hurt yourself. Fate is inescapable; your schemes are likely to fail."

Seeing how captivating the game was, he decided to lure Zuo Lengchan into an illusion so he could eliminate one of his opponents.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Lengchan was quite decisive, throwing the white pieces back into the chess box and coldly saying:

"I don't believe in fate, so let's not play this game."

Seeing that he could take things in stride, everyone couldn't help but admire him secretly.

Seeing this, Su Xinghe's face flashed with disappointment. He turned to look at Lin Pingzhi and said:

"Young Master Escort, please."

Upon hearing the words "Young Master Escort," Zuo Lengchan's pupils contracted sharply, and his gaze sharpened as he looked at Lin Pingzhi.

"Are you Lin Pingzhi, the young head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) of the Fuwei Escort Agency?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly and said, "Indeed, greetings, Sect Leader Zuo. I have long admired Sect Leader Zuo's 'Frosty True Qi'."

The three heroes of northern Hebei have indeed betrayed me.

Zuo Lengchan reacted instantly, but remained calm on the surface and said:

"Young Master, you flatter me. When shall we have a friendly spar?"

Just then, another sound came from outside the pine forest:

"Duan Yanqing paid a visit to Mr. Congbian, respectfully keeping his appointment for the chess game."

Su Xinghe said, "You are most welcome."

As soon as he uttered those four words, Duan Yanqing had already floated in front of the crowd.

When Duan Yu saw Duan Yanqing, he was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly.

Kumārajīva said, "Wait, this round is my brother Lin Ping's turn."

Duan Yanqing's facial muscles stiffened, his eyes fixed on Lin Pingzhi, and a low voice emanated from his throat:

"You are Lin Pingzhi. I have some grudges with you, and I will settle them with you later."

Having said that, he ignored Kumārajīva's words and stared intently at the chessboard.

Lin Pingzhi was not in a hurry and said calmly, "I would be happy to."

After pondering for a long time, Duan Yanqing reached into the chess box with his left iron staff, picked up a white piece, and slowly placed it on the chessboard.

When Chunqiu saw that Lin Pingzhi had become enemies with Duan Yanqing, and then saw him display this skill, he immediately showed a look of joy.

Su Xinghe quickly followed up with a move.

Duan Yanqing thought for a while and then placed another piece.

By the time the sun reached the twentieth hour, it was already setting in the west.

Duan Yanqing made another move, and Su Xinghe followed suit with his own move.

Having witnessed Murong Fu's previous move, Peach Blossom Fairy, wanting to show off, loudly proclaimed, "This move might not work!"

Tao Ganxian chimed in, "That's right. I just saw that Young Master Murong try to kill himself after making that move. Duan Yanqing, you'll probably follow in his footsteps."

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu frowned.

Tao Shixian said, "In my opinion, Duan Yanqing, you should just commit suicide. That would be a wise move."

Tao Genxian said, "No, no, since Young Master Murong failed to commit suicide, Duan Yanqing cannot be considered to have followed in his footsteps."

Tao Ganxian asked, "How do you know Duan Yanqing won't succeed in committing suicide?"

Tao Genxian said, "Look, he doesn't even have a sword, so of course he won't succeed in committing suicide."

Tao Shixian said, "Wouldn't he borrow a sword from that Young Master Murong? I think Young Master Murong's longsword has a sharp and cold light, making it the perfect weapon for suicide."

Duan Yanqing regretted his move immediately after making it.

Hearing the words of the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, they realized something was wrong.

But his left hand, holding an iron staff, remained suspended in mid-air, trembling slightly, unable to strike.

"No way forward, pursuers behind, neither righteous nor wicked, a difficult situation indeed!"

Duan Yanqing sighed inwardly.

The words of the Six Immortals of Peach Valley and others came again:

"Duan Yanqing, things have come to this, you should just kill yourself."

"Duan Yanqing, if you commit suicide as soon as possible, it will be an act of heroism."

"Indeed, we'd like to see if you'll follow in Murong Fu's footsteps."

In an instant, Duan Yanqing felt utterly hopeless. He raised his iron staff and slowly pointed it at his chest.

Seeing this, Kumārajīva gloated and stood by with a smile in his eyes.

Murong Fu was initially displeased when the Six Immortals of Peach Valley teased him, but if he could witness Duan Yanqing's suicide, that would be the best outcome, so he didn't offer any advice.

Lin Pingzhi naturally wouldn't remind him.

Ding Chunqiu was in a dilemma. He both hoped to eliminate a great master and hoped that the master would cause trouble for Lin Pingzhi.

At that moment, another voice came from the pine forest:

"What kind of exquisite chess game is it without me, Hong Antong!"

This loud shout immediately jolted Duan Yanqing awake from his illusion.

Everyone secretly regretted it.

Kumārajīva was taken aback, thinking to himself: Why do this person's lines sound so familiar?

Duan Yanqing broke out in a cold sweat and glared resentfully at the Six Immortals of Peach Valley.

The Six Immortals of Peach Valley seemed not to have seen it, and kept saying it was a pity.

"You lost. Duan Yanqing did not follow in the footsteps of Young Master Murong."

"No, Duan Yanqing's suicide attempt failed, just like Young Master Murong's, which can be considered following in his footsteps."

The Six Immortals of Peach Valley started arguing again.

During the argument, the person who had spoken arrived. Hong

An Tong, Li Mochou, Zhan Fei, and Situ Heng walked side by side.

Everyone found the combination of the three men and the Taoist nun very strange.

When Duan Yanqing saw that he had saved his life and that he was ugly just like him, he felt a sense of kinship.

Hong Antong said, "Mr. Congbian, I am Hong Antong from Shenlong Island. I have long admired the Zhenlong Chess Game. Please forgive my uninvited visit."

Before Su Xinghe could answer, the Six Immortals of Peach Valley spoke up:

"What Dragon Island? I think it's Serpent Island."

"Hong Antong of Shenshe Island, all those who come here to participate in the chess game are young and handsome like us, the Six Immortals of Peach Valley."

"Judging from your age and appearance, you are not qualified to participate in the Precious Chess Game at all."

Upon hearing this, Li Mochou couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Hong Antong was furious at losing face in front of the fairy, but for the sake of his own marriage, he suppressed his anger, ignored the six people, and said to Su Xinghe:

"Mr. Congbian, am I qualified?"

Seeing that the intricate chess puzzle remained unsolved for a long time, and also noticing the opponent's superior martial arts skills, Su Xinghe said:

"Welcome, Mr. Hong, please."