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

Won!

Although there was some trickery involved, there is no doubt that Yue Buqun defeated Wuhua, a master of the sect level, by virtue of his own abilities!

Clearly, the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng do possess the ability to fight against opponents of higher ranks.

Furthermore, the Five Mountains Sword Technique has never appeared in this world before.

A sudden attack can catch the enemy completely off guard.

Isn't this the Sword Sect's approach?

Yue Buqun muttered to himself, it seems that merging sword energy is more urgent than merging the Five Mountains Alliance. After the merger, there will be no distinction between you and me, they will all belong to him.

Otherwise, it would be better if he, as the head of the Qi Sect, were to follow the path of the Sword Sect all the time.

If I were to return to the world of Laughing at the World, people would probably laugh their heads off.

He looked at Kuyin with concern. He saw that the beautiful nun, who had just gone through a great battle, was now pale and looked even more pitiful.

Yue Buqun asked, "Is the master alright?"

Upon hearing this, Ku Yin forced a smile and was about to reply when, as he relaxed, pain instantly surged through his limbs and bones.

Her legs buckled, and she collapsed forward, utterly powerless.

Yue Buqun hurriedly stepped forward and took Ku Yin into his arms.

Only then did he realize that his soft body was trembling inside the monk's robe.

Ku Yin smiled bitterly and said, "Wu Hua's skill is really fierce. Although I was prepared, I was still seriously injured when faced with the two of them working together. My old injuries were also aggravated. If it weren't for Sect Leader Yue's rescue, I would probably be dead by now. I am very grateful for your great kindness."

"You should thank me more."

Yue Buqun complained, "To save you, I even cleaved my own Mount Hua in two."

Upon hearing this, Ku Yin couldn't help but smile, recalling the final move of splitting Mount Hua.

I couldn't help but want to laugh, but it aggravated my wound, making me gasp in pain.

"You're badly injured, let me carry you downstairs."

Although Yue Buqun spoke of discussing it, his actions were quite direct.

With one arm around Ku Yinxiang's shoulder and the other supporting her knees, he lifted her up in his arms.

He carefully walked downstairs.

Meanwhile, the person in her arms, suffering from bitterness, had already turned completely red-faced.

She had never felt this way before.

Curled up in Yue Buqun's arms, especially with her feet off the ground, Ku Yin felt as if she had entrusted everything to this man.

It was as if everything about her was controlled by this man, as if she were at his mercy.

This unfamiliar feeling made her extremely uncomfortable, and she could only try to find topics to talk about to break free from the complicated thoughts in her mind.

He said, "Sect Leader Yue's Thirteen Styles of Gentle Breeze are truly remarkable."

"By chance, I obtained the sword technique and have been practicing it diligently ever since. By the way, Lingzhi has also been learning this sword technique from me."

Yue Buqun said, "This girl is very talented, but she's a bit lazy. I have to give her a good beating every day before she'll cooperate and move around. It's impossible to expect her to do it on her own."

"It seems that Sect Leader Yue has won the three-year agreement cleanly and decisively in just a few months."

Kuyin weakly sighed in praise.

Yue Buqun said, "After all, it is something you are worried about, so naturally I will keep it in mind."

The overly direct words left Ku Yin momentarily speechless.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally found a topic and asked, "Why is Sect Leader Yue here?"

Yue Buqun said, "I heard that someone wanted to harm you, so I rushed here day and night."

He said with relief, "Luckily you weren't hurt. After all, it was all because of me. If you had suffered any irreparable injuries because of me, I would never have been able to forgive myself."

Suffering arises from a feeling of being moved.

Working day and night sounds simple.

Despite the distance of hundreds of miles, the other person still showed undisguised fatigue between their brows.

Clearly, he probably didn't get any sleep during this period.

As she thought about it, she felt a warmth in her heart, as if even the pain in her body was soothed and calmed by the other person's warmth.

She said somewhat embarrassedly, "This is also for the sake of justice in the martial arts world. I admire Sect Leader Yue's willingness to help others."

Yue Buqun said, "It's mainly for your sake."

Cause of suffering: "…………"

Why is it getting more and more blatant?

As Ku Yin talked, she became increasingly shy, her small feet, tucked into her monk's boots, almost curled up into a ball.

Faced with Yue Buqun's condescending gaze, she almost dared not look him in the eye, and could only lower her head and bury her face in Yue Buqun's chest.

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside the teahouse.

Accompanied by Qingxuan's worried cry, "Master, I have already notified the government and hired seven messengers to deliver messages to Shaolin. I'm sure Wuhua's conspiracy will be exposed to the world. Disciple... um? Master?"

Clearly, the Emei disciples had completed the message and rushed back to relieve the suffering.

"Put me down quickly."

Ku Yin panicked immediately, his eyes darting around in a panic, as if he had been caught in the act of adultery. He said urgently, "My injuries have healed somewhat, and I can stand and walk without any problem..."

"clear."

Yue Buqun then placed her at the entrance of the teahouse on the first floor.

Two breaths later, Qingxuan appeared. Upon seeing Kuyin, he exclaimed with joy, "Master, you're alright! That's wonderful! By the way, where's the thief?"

Ku Yin, supporting Yue Buqun's arm, said weakly, "The thief is dead. Fortunately, everyone is safe and sound. Did you report it to the authorities?"

"I've already reported it to the authorities."

While concerned about his master's injuries, Qingxuan's gaze swept over Yue Buqun and Kuyin with a somewhat ambiguous look.

Ku Yin had just gotten off Yue Buqun and felt that he had already created a safe distance.

But in Qingxuan's eyes, the two were leaning on each other, their expressions intimate, and the man was handsome and extraordinary, while their master was dignified and charming.

Strangely enough, the monk's robe did not look strange at all; on the contrary, it gave her a forbidden and immoral pleasure.

Ku Yin nodded and said, "Wu Hua and Nangong Ling are dead. This matter involves Emei and Beggar Clan. We should hurry back to Wanfu Wanshou Garden and let my mother handle these matters. I have suffered some internal injuries and need to rest."

Yue Buqun suggested, "My Zixia Divine Skill is quite beneficial for healing injuries, so I can heal you in the carriage. Also, the Zishen Golden Wound Powder I took out earlier is also very effective for external injuries."

"Very well, then I'll have to trouble Sect Leader Yue."

"It's alright."

Yue Buqun instructed, "Qingxuan, right? I'd like to trouble you to send someone to search Wuhua's body to see if you can find any useful evidence or clues. Also, bring the carriage over. I need to practice with your sect leader in the carriage. Since I'm going home, I can't go back weak and make my elders worry. At least I should use this time to heal my internal injuries."

He paused, then suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I wonder if Wuhua has any Heavenly One Divine Water on him. It's extremely poisonous, so be very careful. If you find it, remember to give it to me!"

Ku Yin was about to instruct her disciples to do as Yue Buqun said, since these Emei disciples were spoiled by her and were all arrogant and wouldn't listen to outsiders...

Unexpectedly, Qingxuan bowed respectfully to Yue Buqun and said, "Yes, disciple obeys."

Having said that, he hurried off to make preparations.

Ku Yin was speechless. Why was this girl suddenly so observant?

And why does he call himself a disciple?

How can this be done in front of a stranger?

Ku Yin gritted his teeth in anger, feeling a mixture of rage and panic at being betrayed by his most beloved disciple.

They boarded the carriage.

He first had his disciple apply medicine to the cause of the suffering.

After that, only Yue Buqun and Ku Yin remained in the carriage.

They sat facing each other.

Yue Buqun gently touched Ku Yin's back with his palm, slowly channeling the Zixia True Qi into her body. The Qi then circulated within her taut meridians, nourishing her injuries.

Ku Yin gave a soft "hmm," her expression having relaxed considerably after Yue Buqun entered her.

Three hours later.

The carriage stopped in front of Wanfu Wanshou Garden, and upon hearing the news, Grandma Jin immediately came out of the gate to greet it.

Then, a handsome man stepped down from the carriage and very considerately helped his eager-to-marry daughter off the carriage in an extremely intimate manner.

Jin Laotai's eyes lit up immediately. She felt that the man in front of her was exceptionally handsome and pleasing to the eye, and that he probably had an inexplicable connection with her Jin family.

The two might even have a future relationship as mother-in-law and son-in-law.

But the next moment...

Upon seeing Old Madam Jin, the man smiled, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "I am Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan Sect. Greetings, Old Madam."

Grandma Jin smiled and said, "I've met you before... Hmm? Who?"

The leader of Mount Hua?

Not the one that Lingzhi talks about all the time...

Grandma Jin looked at Yue Buqun, who was behaving quite intimately with her daughter, and was lost in thought.