Yue Buqun: My Mount Hua has been time-traveled.

Chapter 112 Crossing the River and Destroying the Bridge (Please Subscribe and Support, Gentlemen)

Half an hour later, Xue Xiaoren left satisfied.

Although his facial expression remained tense, he was extremely happy!

He felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.

He neither disobeyed his elder brother's orders nor failed to earn more money than his brother could in a year.

A win-win situation!

He used to be incredibly stupid, like a complete idiot. Being a middleman was way more lucrative than being a hitman, and it didn't involve getting his hands dirty.

And on Mount Hua.

Having paid, Jin Lingzhi was equally delighted, staring at the skull on the table that had been treated with lime.

The more I looked at his face, the stranger it seemed.

After a long silence, she hesitated and asked, "Master, is this Xiong Niangzi?"

Yue Buqun nodded and said, "That's right."

Jin Lingzhi exclaimed in disbelief, "Isn't this Gong Nanyan?"

Isn't that right?

The head's eyes were closed, and its skin had turned pale due to blood loss.

But his expression carried a hint of relief.

Her face bore a striking resemblance to Gong Nanyan, with about 70% similarity.

Hua Zhenzhen began to speculate, "Could it be that this Xiong Niangzi is Miss Gong's father, a lecherous scoundrel who raped Miss Gong's mother and then had Miss Gong? That's why the two are so similar? That's why Miss Gong hates him so much, even willing to use the Mingyu Skill to exchange for his life?"

Yue Buqun thought to himself that the truth of the matter was much more complicated than they thought.

Forced love with a substitute—if you girls who haven't even grown up yet were to say that, you'd probably scream with excitement!

However, he did not intend to spread rumors about the other party.

He carefully put the head away and said, "That's not something we should worry about. What we need to do is complete the transaction."

That night.

At midnight, Yue Buqun quietly descended the mountain.

Luozhen.

The only inn.

At this hour, the lights had long been extinguished, and even the waiter who slept the latest was already fast asleep.

On the second floor, the lights were still on in one of the guest rooms.

The warm candlelight shone through the window paper, illuminating a great distance in the quiet of the night.

During this time, Gong Nanyan stayed at an inn in Luozhen.

Clearly, after dealing with the matter of the Heavenly Divine Water, apart from Xiong Niangzi, there was nothing else in the entire martial arts world that she could care about.

Yue Buqun did not knock on the door directly, but instead used his lightness skill to nimbly leap up to the second floor.

He raised his hand and gently tapped a few times by the window.

"who!"

A cold, icy voice rang out from inside the room.

Yue Buqun said, "It is me."

Upon recognizing Yue Buqun's voice, the window was opened.

She revealed a stunningly beautiful face that was as cold as ice.

Gong Nanyan's gaze swept over Yue Buqun.

As the package landed in his hands, a look of emotion flashed in her eyes, but quickly disappeared. She said, "Come in."

After saying that, she moved aside.

Yue Buqun flew inside, placed the package on the table, and said, "Xiong Niangzi's head is here."

Gong Nanyan did not examine the body immediately.

Instead, he gave Yue Buqun a deep look and exclaimed, "Very efficient!"

"You've told me the exact location. I'll rush over, kill him, and come back—if the journey weren't so long, it might even take less time!"

"As expected of the leader of the Huashan Sect, you are decisive and efficient. Working with you is truly reassuring."

"Next, it's Miss Gong's turn."

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"Don't worry, Mingyu Gong is here."

Gong Nanyan pushed a booklet that still smelled of ink over.

Yue Buqun said, "You don't mind if I test your martial arts technique, do you?"

Gong Nanyan smiled and said, "It's only natural. Please do as you please, Sect Leader Yue."

Yue Buqun didn't stand on ceremony and immediately opened the booklet, carefully reading it word by word.

Gong Nanyan stared blankly at the package, her expression tinged with melancholy.

He was staring blankly, seemingly lost in thought.

After a long while, Yue Buqun's voice finally rang in my ears.

"The cultivation technique is fine, but I have a small request. I wonder if Miss Gong would be willing to grant it?"

"What request?"

"I see the ink on this manual is still fresh, so it must have been written from memory by you, young lady. This shows that you have already memorized the manual. In that case, could you please recite it again so I can check it against you?"

Gong Nanyan sighed, "Sect Leader Yue is indeed cautious."

"The more profound the method, the more obscure and difficult to understand it. What if Miss Gong changes a single word? Wouldn't I suffer a loss without even realizing it?"

"Very well, then I should at least put Sect Leader Yue's mind at ease."

Gong Nanyan recited: "Sink your Qi to the Dantian, gather your spirit and guard it internally, guide the true Qi of the whole body to gather in the meridians. Do not seek to release it outwards to show off your power, but only to nourish your Yuan Qi through inward restraint—"

She slowly began to recite it, and it was exactly the same as what Yue Buqun had read in the book.

After reciting only a few lines, Yue Buqun suddenly sighed, "Before Xiong Niangzi died, she actually left me one last thing, which she entrusted to me to give to the person who killed her. It seems that he mistakenly thought you were his daughter, and this time he killed him to avenge his mother."

Gong Nanyan's delicate body trembled, and she exclaimed in shock, "Wh-what daughter?"

"Don't you know? Xiong Niangzi and Shui Mu Yin Ji have a child—ah, I'm sorry, I thought you knew, and I was even thinking of asking you to deliver the child for me. I didn't expect you didn't know either, so let's just forget about it!"

Yue Buqun said, "You can continue reciting!"

Gong Nanyan said urgently, "Tell me about the child first! What child! How could those two have a child?"

"I'll tell you once you've memorized it!"

Gong Nanyan's gaze trembled as she stared intently at Yue Buqun. Then she realized what was going on. "So that's how it is. You wanted to use this method to disrupt my concentration so you could confirm whether the Mingyu Gong manual I'm reciting is the same as the one you have?"

Yue Buqun did not deny it, and said frankly, "But what I said is true. You might as well think carefully about which of your disciples Shuimu Yinji treated you differently. That person is her child with Xiong Niangzi!"

Whom do they treat differently?

Of course it's for her.

Gong Nanyan's expression instantly turned ugly.

This caused his mind to be completely thrown into chaos.

Could it be that she is actually the child of the Male Lady and the Water Mother Yin Ji? Is that why she looks so much like the Male Lady?

But Yue Buqun's attitude was clear: Recite it! Now recite it for me!

Gong Nanyan gritted her teeth in hatred, but seeing Yue Buqun's unyielding attitude, she could only recite the martial arts technique in a very fast voice.

Word for word.

It seems the technique is indeed genuine!

Yue Buqun then explained gently, "Situ Jing is the daughter of Shui Mu Yin Ji. How come you didn't know this? It's pitiful that she didn't know either, and as a result, she was inexplicably killed by Wu Hua. Otherwise, why do you think Shui Mu Yin Ji was so obsessed with killing Wu Hua? She wanted to avenge her daughter!"

Gong Nanyan was stunned and said blankly, "Xiao Jing actually—how is this possible? She has always mistakenly believed that the Palace Master killed her mother."

"This is the price of not having a mouth. If only one person had been willing to ask one more question, or if only one person had been willing to say one more word, things wouldn't have come to this."

Yue Buqun said solemnly, "Everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can go back and confront Shuimu Yinji. Now that she's dead, she shouldn't deny it anymore."

Gong Nanyan stared intently at Yue Buqun for a long time before finally letting out a sigh and saying, "Yes, the man is dead. What's the point of asking or not asking? Sect Leader Yue, are you sure the cultivation technique is alright this time?"

Yue Buqun said solemnly, "I was judging you by my own petty standards. Miss Gong is upright and honest, and this technique is indeed genuine."

"Well then, in any case, we're all in this together now. If I ever need anything in the future, I'll come looking for Sect Leader Yue again. I hope that Sect Leader Yue won't pretend he doesn't recognize me then."

Gong Nanyan laughed with relief, her tone tinged with satisfaction.

He exclaimed, "It feels so good to have someone to share secrets with. It makes me feel like I'm no longer all alone carrying the burden of everything. For that alone, Sect Leader Yue, I have to toast you!"

As she spoke, she picked up the kettle from the side.

He poured two cups of tea and said, "There is no wine here, so Nan Yan will use tea instead. Thank you, Sect Leader Yue, for eliminating the greatest threat to Nan Yan!"

Master Yue accepted the teacup.

Watching Gong Nanyan drink it all in one gulp.

A look of helplessness suddenly appeared on his face, and he sighed, "That's not right!"

Gong Nanyan asked, puzzled, "Oh? What's wrong?"

"Your biggest threat isn't Xiong Niangzi at all, it should be me, right?"

Yue Buqun sighed, "You hate Xiong Niangzi because Shui Mu Yin Ji loves him, but no matter how much she loves him, you know that Shui Mu Yin Ji can never go back to Xiong Niangzi's side. So you killed him simply because you hate him. But if we're talking about a real threat—I'm afraid it has to be me, the one who has a lot of dirt on you."

He paused, his gaze lingering on the teacup in his hand, and sighed, "You'll be fine if you drink this tea, but if I did, I'd probably bleed from all seven orifices and die instantly, wouldn't I? The Heavenly One Divine Water is indeed miraculous, but I have no intention of experiencing it myself—"

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