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

Wang Ma has no relatives.

At Ning Zhongze's suggestion, her ashes were buried on the back of Mount Hua.

Because when she saw Hua Zhenzhen practicing swordsmanship, she said with great envy that she was also a young lady from a wealthy family when she was a child, and what she longed for most was the life of chivalry and justice in the martial arts world.

That's why she was tricked into eloping by her husband, a bodyguard who roamed the martial arts world.

Although her life later turned out to be a complete mess, it didn't stop her from still admiring those female warriors with superb martial arts skills.

Since that's the case, and she died because of the Huashan Sect, we'll leave her at Huashan.

Every year during the Qingming and Cold Clothes Festivals, they burn paper money for her so that she won't become a lonely ghost. This is the only thing Yue Buqun and the others can do for her.

By the time these trivial matters were dealt with, a whole night had passed.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

The family of three dragged their tired steps up the mountain.

Ning Zhongze still had some worries, and even Hua Zhenzhen had a complicated expression on her face.

She already knew that Yue Buqun had been invited to Bat Island.

In order to counter this, they had to replace the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles with a sword technique called the Hundred Transformations and Thousand Illusions Cloud and Mist Thirteen Styles.

Although they successfully deceived the Bat Prince, the victim has come knocking on their door.

The Emei Sect and the Huashan Sect have little friendship now, but they did have a honeymoon period in the past, where they investigated each other thoroughly.

The Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng may fool others, but they can never fool this Bitter Master.

"It's alright, we'll deal with whatever comes our way. We only lied back then because we had no other choice. Now that they've come knocking on our door, we can't just ignore them."

On the contrary, Yue Buqun was not panicked at all, and even comforted Ning Zhongze and Hua Zhenzhen.

Returning to Mount Hua.

Then they saw Abbess Kuyin in a moon-white monk's robe in front of the Zhengqi Hall.

Even under the pure white snow, her fair skin and serene temperament could not be concealed, making her appear as if she were a celestial being descended to earth.

Jin Lingzhi was also charming and adorable, but standing in front of her aunt, she lacked a certain mature and captivating charm.

However, the gruesome corpses beneath the two women's feet shattered the ethereal, otherworldly atmosphere.

Bai Yumo had been dead for a night, and due to the haste, his body was carelessly dragged and discarded outside Mount Hua.

By this time, it had already been frozen into ice.

However, this did not prevent Abbess Kuyin from recognizing his true appearance, especially given his Beggars' Sect attire with nine cloth bags on his back.

Nothing needs to be said, yet it is enough for the cause of suffering to understand everything.

Therefore, they saw Yue Buqun and the other two going up the mountain.

Master Kuyin stepped forward first, bowed and said, "Amitabha, this humble nun acted rashly and almost ruined Headmaster Yue's important matter. I hope Headmaster Yue will forgive my rudeness."

"It's alright, ignorance is no excuse."

Yue Buqun said solemnly, "Fortunately, the bandit leader did not escape, and these people are indeed undoubtedly Beggar Clan disciples. Therefore, the nun was only deceived by the bandits and did not intend to make things difficult for my Huashan Sect."

"I never imagined the Beggars' Sect would be such a den of iniquity..."

Master Kuyin sighed.

They're clearly here to cause trouble.

As a result, he caused a huge mess as soon as he arrived.

Although it didn't cause any real trouble, her aiding and abetting the evildoer has diminished her confidence in coming to confront the perpetrator.

At that moment, she could only forcefully change the subject, saying, "This matter was my fault, and I will do my best to make amends in the future. However, I have come here today for the sake of my niece's Lingzhi. I believe Sect Leader Yue is familiar with the Golden Lingzhi of Wanfu Wanshou Garden, right?"

"It does look familiar."

A smile appeared on Yue Buqun's lips as he said, "In such a dark and gloomy place as Bat Island, Miss Jin was still open and honest, taking the initiative to expose her identity. This is truly admirable. Compared to those many scheming and despicable people, she is far more open and honest."

Jin Lingzhi, who had been standing behind Abbess Kuyin, raised her eyebrows in anger upon hearing Yue Buqun's words, and retorted, "Unlike you, you scoundrel, who spews nothing but lies! What you taught me wasn't even the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng!"

lecher?

Ning Zhongze and Hua Zhenzhen both focused their gazes on Yue Buqun.

There is no doubt that Professor Yue Buqun's swordsmanship is fake, but why is it being brought up that Deng Tu Zi?

What did he do?

Yue Buqun explained, "Miss Jin, I have always treated you with courtesy. I even suggested going out to teach, but you refused to agree even at the cost of your life. That's why I had no choice but to teach you swordsmanship personally. As for the unavoidable physical friction during the process, I had no choice but to accept it."

"It's all because that Bat Prince insisted on keeping an eye on me; how could I dare see his true face?!"

Speaking of this, Jin Lingzhi felt very aggrieved.

Originally, the two were passing on their sword techniques to each other, which was perfectly fine. But Yuan Suiyun had to interfere. He claimed to be preventing this Sect Leader Yue from faking it, but in the end, he was the one who was blatantly faking it right in front of everyone.

She spent 50,000 taels of gold, only to end up with a frivolous meal.

Oh right, I also got caught up in the turmoil and learned the true identity of that Bat Prince.

She didn't really want to know, but she found out that the other person's surname was Yuan and that he was blind.

Jin Lingzhi didn't even need to investigate; just by listening to her uncles and elders chatting, she guessed that Yuan Suiyun was the Bat Prince.

Jin Lingzhi felt like she was the biggest fool in the world. Everyone else went to Bat Island to do business, but she went to do charity, and almost ended up giving away her innocent body.

Seeing that Jin Lingzhi was easily swayed by Yue Buqun's words, Abbess Kuyin gently nudged her simple-minded niece.

He forcefully steered the conversation back on track, asking seriously, "So, Sect Leader Yue admits that the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng that you taught us were actually fake?"

Yue Buqun said, "There are other hidden reasons behind this matter. Please allow me to explain in detail."

"Can."

Yue Buqun said solemnly, "Master should know about the grudges between my Huashan Sect and Shi Guanyin. My Huashan Sect has fallen to this state thanks to Shi Guanyin's efforts. In fact, if it weren't for Young Master Bat's rescue, my Huashan Sect might have been completely destroyed. Such a debt of gratitude cannot be left unpaid. And Young Master Bat proposes to repay this debt with the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng!"

He sighed, "Our Huashan Sect has suffered countless hardships and heavy casualties. The Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng have long been lost. However, that Bat Prince is no benevolent person. He has come here expecting a repayment for his kindness. If I do not use the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, I am afraid that my Huashan Sect will be destroyed by him. Therefore, this scoundrel is just like Stone Guanyin, both harboring ill intentions!"

Jin Lingzhi nodded in agreement and said, "This Bat Prince is definitely no good!"

Undeterred by her predicament, she asked, "What does this have to do with Ganoderma lucidum?"

"I taught the Bat Prince the Thirteen Forms of the Hundred Transformations and Thousand Illusions of Clouds and Mist, and with the addition of my incomplete annotations of the Thirteen Forms of the Gentle Breeze, I was able to fool him."

Yue Buqun said solemnly, "But who would have thought that after this Bat Prince obtained the sword technique, he would claim that he was not a disciple of Mount Hua and therefore did not need to abide by the rules of Mount Hua, and wanted to sell the Thirteen Forms of Qingfeng. Although I tried my best to stop and negotiate, I could not stop his determination. Thus, the incident of Miss Jin spending a huge sum of money to buy a fake sword manual came about. As for why I was the one to teach him, it was purely because the Bat Prince was too arrogant and worried that he would not have a complete grasp of the sword manual and would mislead other disciples and damage his own reputation. That's why he asked me to teach him on his behalf."

In just a few words, the logic is clear and well-organized.

The cause and effect are described very clearly.

Ku Yin's brows furrowed as he asked, "So, you're saying that Sect Leader Yue believes this matter has nothing to do with you?"

Yue Buqun spread his hands and said, "The money wasn't handed over to me. I was merely acting on someone else's behalf. Although I handed over the sword manual, I gave it to Young Master Bat, not Miss Jin. Your Excellency is so refined and elegant; you must be quite perceptive as well. May I ask, where did I go wrong?"

Cause of suffering: "……………………"