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"But we're in a bit of a rush." ​​Feeling the sharp, piercing gaze from behind, Wu Qiong sighed helplessly.

"I can pay."

"This... isn't quite appropriate," Wu Qiong hesitated.

"A lot of money." Lin Xue'e covered her mouth and chuckled. "Don't be fooled by the large number of injured people this time. Our Rongwei Escort Agency is quite well-known in the industry. Five hundred taels of silver is nothing to us."

Despite the pressure from behind, Wu Qiong's expression was serious: "Miss Lin, you don't need to say anything. I used to run a security escort agency, and your Rongwei Security Escort Agency has always had an excellent reputation in the industry. Moreover, as the saying goes, 'If you're going to help someone, help them to the end,' since things have already happened, I'll see it through to the end. Of course, money is also a very important reason."

"Even a hero can be brought down by a penny, I understand."

Wu Qiong walked to Su Mubai's side and beckoned her to wait for the镖局 (escort agency) members outside the woods.

Su Mubai lowered his head: "I can give you the money."

"Why waste money when there's someone willing to be ripped off?" Wu Qiong patted her shoulder.

The members of the escort agency helped each other as they headed south. Lin Xue'e helped the injured Old Man Yan to Wu Qiong and the other man. Old Man Yan's face was slightly flushed. "Cough... I am Yan Deming. Thank you both for saving my life. I thought this escort mission would be no different from the past, which is why I agreed to let this girl come along to see the world. I never expected... If it weren't for your help, alas." He then bowed deeply.

"You're too kind, sir." Wu Qiong stopped Yan Deming from bowing. "We are martial artists, and it's only natural that we should help those in need. Besides, we've already accepted the commission to escort you to Anzhou City, so it's just a matter of mutual benefit."

After exchanging a few polite words, Yan Deming, supported by Lin Xue'e, got into the escort vehicle and headed south.

Just as Wu Qiong was about to follow, he felt his sleeve being tugged. Turning around, he saw Su Mubai's bright, star-like eyes looking at him quietly. "If you ever need money, I'll give it to you."

Wu Qiong shook his head and walked towards the group from the escort agency.

Su Mubai stood still, motionless, until...

"it is good."

A slight smile appeared on her lips, then her expression returned to blankness as she followed.

......

The group arrived at a dilapidated temple. Yan Deming looked up and saw that it was getting late, so he led everyone into the temple to start a fire, planning to spend the night there and continue their journey at dawn. Lin Xue'e was accompanying her elders on a镖师 (bodyguard/escort) mission for the first time and was curious about everything. After learning about Wu Qiong's extensive business experience, she pestered him to tell her stories.

Wu Qiong didn't want to dwell on the past, so he chose to talk about the different scenery and customs he encountered while traveling the world. He had worked as a storyteller in inns and taverns when he was poor, telling tales of the martial world for a pittance, so his storytelling was vivid and engaging, accompanied by…

Lin Xue'e's occasional sweet cries attracted even seasoned veterans like Yan Deming, who sat down to listen.

"Speaking of Ren Changkong, although he is just an ordinary member of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, he was able to integrate the sect's evil techniques into his swordsmanship. Those who can rank on the Human Ranking are indeed quite skilled," Wu Qiong said with a sip of water.

"Is the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect really that powerful? And what is the Ranking of People?" Lin Xue'e rested her chin on her hands, staring at Wu Qiong with wide, charming eyes. Her pretty face looked radiant in the firelight.

"I know these things quite well," Elder Yan said with a smile, looking at Lin Xue'e. "The Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect is one of the Eight Demonic Sects. The Eight Demonic Sects were originally one faction, so it's normal for you young people not to know."

Old Master Yan took a sip of water and continued, "That was more than twenty years ago. Back then, the leaders of the eight sects of the Demonic Path were all top-ranked experts on the Heavenly Ranking. The leader of the Demonic Path, Li Tianxie, was even ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking. Relying on his demonic skills, no one in the world could rival him. He was a force to be reckoned with in the martial arts world."

No sect could rival their might. The Eight Demonic Sects roamed the world, annihilating whomever they pleased; countless sects were wiped out in the past.

"So what do we do now...?"

"Although Sect Master Li Tianxie is ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking, it's a pity he offended someone he shouldn't have." Old Yan sighed, his eyes lost in thought as if reminiscing about something. "It was just like any other day, Sect Master Li sent people to wipe out a small sect. This was an ordinary little thing, but... the direct disciple of that small sect's leader had an older brother, and that older brother was an incredibly powerful swordsman."

"Even the most skilled swordsman couldn't defeat Sect Master Li, could he? Besides, Sect Master Li has eight sect leaders, twelve venerable ones, and twenty-four protectors under his command," Wu Qiong said silently.

"Indeed." Elder Yan sighed. "The young swordsman wanted to avenge his brother, and Sect Master Li didn't take it seriously at first. But he didn't expect the swordsman to be so audacious as to break into the Demonic Sect alone with his sword."

"Oh? I've been to quite a few places, and I only knew that the Demonic Sect had split up. I thought it was just internal strife, but I never imagined there were such secrets involved. I wonder where Elder Yan learned of this?" Wu Qiong asked softly.

Old Master Yan shook his head, as if recalling: "He barged into the mountain gate, without saying a word, and killed anyone he saw. In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had killed more than two thousand disciples of the Demonic Sect. Even the twenty-four guardians under the sect leader who went to stop him were all killed by him."

"Afterwards, the sect leader, along with eight sect masters and twelve venerables, arrived. The sect masters and venerables were all experts on the Heavenly Ranking, and they all possessed the pride of experts, unwilling to gang up on the young swordsman. The sect leader then declared that if the swordsman could defeat the twelve venerables in succession, he would be forgiven for his past actions of forcibly breaking into the mountain gate and killing the sect members and disciples."

Wu Qiong chuckled: "This Sect Master Li seems to be someone who hesitates and considers things carefully."

Elder Yan's expression was serious: "Sect Master Li is a man of great talent and ambition, with a broad mind. Otherwise, how could he lead so many experts of the Demonic Sect?"

It should be noted that back then, the Heavenly Ranking consisted of thirty-six people, and the Demonic Sect alone accounted for twenty-one of them, exceeding half of the Heavenly Ranking. What you say, young master, I regret to inform you that I cannot agree.”

"Then let me share my opinion." Wu Qiong took a sip of hot water. "If I were the Sect Master Li of this Demonic Sect, I would either personally confront that swordsman and let fate decide his fate, or I would have my subordinates gang up on him, exhaust his inner strength, and then kill him. To send my subordinates in a series of attacks like Sect Master Li did, and then call it a 'fair duel,' is truly the height of absurdity."

Before Elder Yan could retort, Lin Xue'e interrupted him, giving him a wink. "Elder Yan, what was the outcome of this battle?"

Old Master Yan glanced at Wu Qiong and Su Mubai, and continued, "All twelve Venerables of the Demonic Sect are listed on the Heavenly Ranking. Generally speaking, even if one or two of them are no match for that swordsman, a twelve-person gauntlet should not be an accident. But unexpectedly, the longest the Venerables lasted was only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and seven of them were defeated in the blink of an eye."

Elder Yan sighed, "The sect leader determined that the eight sect masters and twelve venerable ones were no match for the swordsman, so he personally intervened. Both of them were innate masters, and every move they made stirred up the energy of heaven and earth. At the time, their battle caused sand and stones to fly, wind and thunder to churn, and the entire mountain was blasted apart by the force of their clash. The members of the Demonic Sect thought that with the sect leader's intervention, victory would be assured, but unexpectedly... the final victor was that young swordsman. After his victory, he wanted to kill the sect leader. The masters of the Demonic Sect no longer cared about their dignity and joined forces to kill the swordsman on the spot, but..."

Old Yan's expression was one of terror, his hands trembling uncontrollably: "That swordsman didn't even use his full strength to defeat the sect leader; he only unleashed his full power now. However, in just a moment, of the eight sect leaders, the twelve venerables, and the remaining six protectors, only the Evil Extreme Sect..."

Apart from the Lord, everyone else, all the others, he, he, all died under that man's sword, even Sect Master Li was not spared.

Lin Xue'e was utterly shocked.

Wu Qiong glanced at Su Mubai,

Master, you've never said that before. Su Mubai remained silent.

After calming down for a moment, Elder Yan continued, "For some reason, that person did not kill the Sect Master of the Evil Extreme Sect. When he left, the Sect Master of the Evil Extreme Sect asked him his name, and he said that his name was Qu Wuming."

Wu Qiong paused, the cup he was about to bring to his lips. "Number one on the Heavenly Ranking, 'Sword Master' Qu Wuming?"

I originally went to Wuming, but because I was so casual, I ended up being called a sophisticated and artistic Qu Wuming...

Old Yan sighed: "It was him. After that battle, the Demonic Sect's headquarters was destroyed, and twenty of the twenty-one Heavenly Ranking experts died. The remaining ones split into the current Eight Sects of the Demonic Sect, which were gradually suppressed by the righteous path. 'Sword Master' drifted away and never appeared in the martial world again. More than twenty years have passed. Some say he died from a qi deviation, while others say he broke through the Void and left this world. Although no one has seen him again, the number one spot on the Heavenly Ranking has always been held by that one name: 'Sword Master' Qu Wuming."

"I've wasted my time as a storyteller; Old Master Yan's stories are so immersive." Wu Qiong said with a smile as he refilled Su Mubai's cup with water.

"Thank you," Su Mubai said softly, her face blurred by the rising mist. Wu Qiong felt his heart beat a little faster than usual.

"To be honest, I was indeed present when 'Sword Master' stormed the mountain. At that time, I was merely a minor steward responsible for training new disciples, not even qualified to be killed. After the Demonic Sect split, I went into hiding, until I was at my wit's end..."

He was rescued by Rongwei Escort Agency, and disheartened, he accepted their invitation and became a head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) of the agency. More than twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"She's gone, and Lin Yatou has grown up too." Old Yan's words drew Wu Qiong's attention away from Su Mubai's face. Once again, he didn't see Su Mubai's ears, which were flushed red.

After chatting for a while, Old Yan saw that it was getting late, so he arranged for everyone to take turns keeping watch, and then went to rest.

In the latter half of the night, after Wu Qiong had fallen asleep, Su Mubai got up and went outside the dilapidated temple. He looked up at the bright moon, lost in thought.

Lin Xue'e appeared behind her at some point: "Miss Su, can't you sleep either?"

Upon hearing this, Su Mubai turned around and looked at her quietly before suddenly making his move.

Lin Xue'e's expression changed, and she hurriedly retreated. When she reached the temple door, she stopped because Su Mubai's hand had already grabbed her throat.

"Do you really want to die that badly?" Looking at her pale, terrified face, Su Mubai said softly, "Lin Changxi."