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

Laughing at the world.

Qixia Town, Shangru Inn!

An elderly woman with white hair had been sitting at a table directly opposite the door for quite some time.

The old woman was withered and thin, her face was covered with scars, she was missing half an ear and one eye.

It appeared to be on its deathbed, yet its single remaining eye shone with a fierce light that inspired awe.

Such sharp and imposing presence made the waiter unconsciously tiptoe a bit when serving tea.

At this moment, however, the old woman's expression was dignified!

His sharp, single eye, gazing intently at the pedestrians outside the street, was tinged with a hint of bewilderment and helplessness.

At this moment, a spirited and capable woman in a green dress strode into the inn.

The woman had a very energetic and lively demeanor.

Her face is also strikingly beautiful and capable, giving people a sense of heroic spirit.

She first bowed to the old woman before sitting down to her.

He said, "Master, we have found out everything. This place is called Qixia Town. It has a history of hundreds of years at the foot of Mount Hua. The people of the town have lived here for decades without ever moving."

The old woman asked, "Have they been living and multiplying here all this time?"

The woman replied, "Yes."

The old woman stated, "This is the only way down from Mount Hua."

The woman smiled bitterly and said, "The Huashan Sect is surrounded by cliffs on three sides. Unless I jump off the cliff, I really don't know how to avoid this place."

"But we've never heard of Qixia Town before."

Master Kumei's single eye was filled with absurdity as he asked, "Have you found out the things I asked you to inquire about?"

"I've found out that although there are Shaolin and Wudang sects in the martial arts world, the abbot of Shaolin is not Master Tianfeng, and the head of Wudang is Daoist Chongxu, who is not the same person as the Master Shuhan I knew before."

Ku Mei asked, "What about Mount Hua?"

"Mount Hua..."

Gao Yanan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and said in a low voice, "I was walking in the town just now, and I claimed to be a disciple of Mount Hua. I was surrounded by several Beggar Clan disciples. They were quite rude in their conversation. According to them, the Mount Hua Sect has been wiped out due to internal strife."

"The entire family wiped out?!"

A sharp light suddenly flashed in the withered plum's single eye, but quickly dimmed.

She asked, "How did the infighting go?"

Just as Gao Yanan was about to reply, another young woman in a tight-fitting outfit hurriedly came to the door.

She cried out, "Master, several people claiming to be disciples of Mount Hua have returned from delivering messages to the Shaolin and Wudang sects on the orders of the sect leader. They say they want to see Sect Leader Yue."

"Disciples of Mount Hua?"

Upon hearing this, Ku Mei's eyes lit up again, and she said, "Let's go back to the mountain!"

Having said that, he hurriedly led his disciples toward the Huashan Sect.

After the three left.

The shopkeeper and waiter, who had been hiding behind the counter, timidly peeked out.

"This...this is the leader of the Huashan Sect? But I heard the leader of the Huashan Sect isn't surnamed Yue Yao?"

"What a terrifying old woman! Just one glance from him and I felt my heart sink."

"This sect leader is so intimidating. He doesn't seem like the kind of person who would peacefully hand over the Five Mountains Flag. Let's hope there doesn't turn into a fight."

"I hope this doesn't affect us too, sigh... these days are getting harder and harder."

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Huashan Sect!

A dozen or so male disciples stood respectfully before the main hall of Mount Hua, their faces showing some confusion.

Although they did not hold high positions in the Huashan Sect, they did odd jobs all day and were extremely familiar with the sect's layout.

They knew about places like Zhengqi Hall, You Suo Bu Wei Pavilion, Si Guo Cliff, and Shi Jian Terrace, and had even visited them in person... But who knew that after only a few days, Huashan Sect had added Mingjian Hall, pavilions, and other places.

Inside the Sword-Holding Hall!

A handyman disciple named Wu Feng had a somewhat humble expression.

He dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction towards these strangers who looked like they were not to be trifled with and who had taken over his place.

He cautiously inquired, "Senior, we were sent by our sect leader to invite the various Shaolin sects to participate in the Huashan Alliance Conference. Now that our mission is complete, may we ask where our Huashan Sect Leader, Yue, is now?"

"The Conference on Leaving the Union? What is the Conference on Leaving the Union?"

Ku Mei's tone wasn't particularly cold or harsh, but she had a naturally stern demeanor.

Coupled with the oppressive feeling that was as deep as an abyss or as deep as a prison, the servants unconsciously fell silent.

Wu Feng dared not hide anything and honestly told Ku Mei in detail about the recent situation of Mount Hua.

A clash of sword energies led to the annihilation of an entire clan!

The Five Sacred Mountains formed an alliance, yet they clashed like fishermen.

Internal strife, power struggles, and vying for influence...

The Huashan Sect is in turmoil.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that their entire family was wiped out.

"Hmph!"

With a sharp shout, Ku Mei slammed her palm hard on the table with a loud thud.

The table legs remained steady, but a palm print, deep enough to be a finger's width, was pressed into the tabletop.

She angrily said, "So that Yue Buqun is really planning to obediently hand over the Five Mountains Command Flags?"

Wu Feng said timidly, "This... I don't know what the sect leader's plans are, but the sect leader has indeed invited the sect leaders to attend the ceremony, so I suppose that's how it is."

Ku Mei angrily said, "What a coward! The weaker a sect is, the less it should show weakness and beg for mercy. Does Yue Buqun think that handing over the Five Mountains Flag will bring peace to Mount Hua? Has he not heard that no emperor ever dies of old age? Unless he completely gives up on revitalizing Mount Hua, but once this flag is issued, it will be extremely difficult to take it back!"

Gao Yanan sighed softly, "It seems that Mount Hua here, in terms of its situation, is far more dangerous than ours. Although there is no danger of fighting, the undercurrent of deceit and treachery is even more difficult to guard against!"

"No matter what, since we're here, we might as well make the best of it! The Five Sacred Mountains... hehe, the Five Sacred Mountains... I didn't expect that besides my Mount Hua, the other four mountains also have sects gathered here."

Ku Mei coldly said, "I don't care about Mount Song or Mount Huang. As long as this place is still my Mount Hua territory, and my Mount Hua Mingjian Hall and Oath-Sword Stone still exist, then I absolutely cannot allow the Mount Hua Sect to become a vassal of another sect. Even if it means mutual destruction, I would rather be a broken jade than a whole tile. Mount Song Sect... hehe... Mount Song Sect... Ku Mei would like to see how much stronger you are compared to the Demonic Sect back then!"

Drink it cold.

Her gaze fell upon these menial disciples.

He said, "Since you are all disciples of Mount Hua, you should continue to perform your duties here. Since Sect Leader Yue is not here, I will temporarily assume the position of Sect Leader. I will return the position to him in the future."

"yes!"

Wu Feng and the others dared not say more, and respectfully nodded before leaving.

The withered plum tree said, "Frosty Weather!"

"Disciple is here."

Behind Ku Mei, the female disciple who had communicated with her earlier clasped her hands in a fist salute.

Ku Mei said, "Although our Huashan Sect arrived here inexplicably, the landscape of the sects outside has changed. These menial disciples are locals. You might as well try to find out as much information as possible about the current state of the martial arts world from them."

"yes!"

Gu Qingshuang responded respectfully.

Ku Mei said, "And you, Ya Nan, tomorrow I will begin teaching you the last six of the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng."

Upon hearing this, Gao Yanan was overjoyed.

Overjoyed, he exclaimed, "Really, Master? But didn't you say before that my internal energy cultivation was too shallow to master the latter six forms?"

Ku Mei said, "Ya Nan, let me ask you, if our Huashan Sect were facing a life-or-death crisis and needed to give the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng to someone else in order to alleviate our crisis, would you agree?"

Gao Yanan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, unable to tell whether it was her master testing her or speaking frankly to her.

She said carefully, "Sword techniques are static, but people are dynamic. If my Huashan Sect is truly on the verge of destruction, I would say that sword techniques are not as precious as my life."

"Yes, if we can give it to others, why should we be reluctant to give it to our own disciples?"

Ku Mei sighed softly, her expression complex, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

He muttered to himself, "Could it be that the ancestors of the Huashan Sect couldn't bear to see me commit such a mistake, so they're warning me in this way that the Huashan Sect's legacy can only be passed down among its internal disciples?"