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

For the next three days.

Yue Buqun temporarily put aside his cultivation.

Using the intelligence gathered from the scouting trip down the mountain as an excuse, he described in detail to Ning Zhongze the situation of the Huashan Sect in this world.

And the so-called power of the Stone Guanyin.

He also told her that if she encountered a crisis, she should not be reckless and should run away if necessary!

Although Ning Zhongze felt uneasy, she was always an action-oriented person, and suddenly without her senior brother giving her orders, she really didn't know what to do.

But she also knew that, in terms of danger, Yue Buqun's situation was ten times worse than hers.

Therefore, no matter what Yue Buqun said, she obediently nodded in agreement.

The goal was to get him to focus all his energy on the upcoming so-called Bat Island agreement.

Three days later.

A horse-drawn carriage quietly stopped at the foot of Mount Hua.

The carriage was luxuriously crafted, with the entire body made of rosewood and the edges decorated with gold and silver.

The emerald green tassels on the carriage canopy swayed gently in the wind, complementing the vermilion pillars and creating a magnificent and noble sight.

In front of them stood four jet-black horses side by side.

Ding Feng, standing beside the carriage, was very respectful. "Sect Leader Yue, please get in!"

"Thank you for your help, Brother Ding."

The interior furnishings are even more understated.

The Shu brocade cushions were soft and smooth, and the carriage also had candied fruits, dried fruits, and other sweets in the small drawers for passengers to enjoy on the journey.

Sitting on it doesn't feel like you're rushing around; it feels more like a spring outing.

Ding Feng did not get on the carriage with Yue Buqun, but instead sat on the carriage shaft to drive it.

The carriage swayed and rocked as it passed through the wide street of Luozhen.

Luozhen was very lively.

The white steam rising from the steamer carried the aroma of the buns far and wide.

The waiters in the teahouse shouted to greet the customers.

The clanging of hammers in the blacksmith's shop, mixed with the shouts of vendors, created a lively symphony.

Although it cannot compare to the prosperity of Qixia Town, it is just as lively and bustling.

Yue Buqun's gaze swept over them.

They discovered that the clothing style of these people was very similar to that of the people of Qixia Town.

It's not surprising, because both the Swordsman and Chu Liuxiang universes are, strictly speaking, set in the Ming Dynasty.

They might even be very close in age.

But I've never heard of the Five Mountains Sword Sect here.

It should be a world with rules similar to those of a parallel universe.

Sure enough, I didn't time travel this time.

But the Huashan Sect really did time travel.

The horse's neck bells jingled as Yue Buqun sat in the carriage, gazing at the scenery outside the window.

Outside the window, another gaze was subtly observing Yue Buqun.

"Is this the current leader of the Huashan Sect?"

In a private room by the window on the second floor of a teahouse facing the street.

A beautiful and delicate young girl watched the carriage drive away.

A thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

The Huashan Sect has always revered women, and Master Kumei regarded rules and etiquette as paramount.

Especially now that the Huashan Sect is in dire straits, how could Ku Mei possibly give up the position of sect leader to someone else?

Especially now...

The Stone Guanyin is powerful, and the current Huashan Sect cannot contend with her.

Under these circumstances, why did the Huashan Sect Leader leave Huashan? What did he go to do?

"But that's fine too. With the Huashan Sect Leader away, it's easier for me to find out exactly what Ku Mei is planning."

The woman withdrew her gaze, watching the carriage bells ring out crisply as it drove further and further away.

Only then did she get up to pay the bill.

He picked up his long sword and headed towards the Huashan Sect.

………………

In ancient times, travel was slow and the journey took a long time!

As the young master of Wuzheng Manor, Yuan Suiyun was wealthy and provided Yue Buqun with comfortable carriages and fine horses.

Even so, the speed is only thirty or forty miles per hour, which is really not fast.

Fortunately, the carriage was luxuriously decorated, with dried fruits, candied fruits, fine wines and pastries readily available.

Furthermore, Yue Buqun has now mastered the Zixia Divine Skill, so even the swaying of the carriage does not hinder his diligent cultivation, making the journey quite enjoyable.

After several days of travel, the horse's hooves never stopped, shattering the morning mist and the evening glow.

Aside from changing horses at the post station, the two ate and slept in the carriage.

During this time, Ding Feng had hoped to extract some information about the Huashan Sect from Yue Buqun.

After all, he was extremely curious about this Yue Sect Leader who suddenly appeared and inherited the Huashan Sect.

It is evident that aside from eating, drinking, and relieving himself, he spent his time in seclusion with his eyes closed.

While I couldn't find an opportunity, I couldn't help but secretly admire him!

Internal energy cultivation is extremely time-consuming, yet this young Master Yue is so diligent in his practice. This unwavering spirit alone is enough to make him worthy of the title of Master of the Huashan Sect.

Seven days later, the carriage arrived at a port.

There were already people waiting there for a long time.

The two boarded an ordinary merchant ship and set sail...

Half a day at sea, on the vast and boundless blue waves, the ship suddenly dropped anchor and came to a stop.

Yue Buqun lifted the carriage curtain and saw an inconspicuous barge drifting on the vast sea.

"There were no horns, no shouts, only the silent work of the sailors."

Yue Buqun watched as they transferred the carriage and horses onto the barge intact, as if they were cargo.

Then, Ding Feng invited him to board the ship as well.

Until the original ship completely disappeared below the horizon.

Yue Buqun then realized that the so-called journey had only truly begun from the moment they changed ships.

But that's not surprising.

In the storyline, Bat Island has become a well-developed island with its own set of procedures for inviting guests to the island.

Guests traveled in batches and along different routes.

They were complete strangers to each other and were instructed throughout the process not to leak any information.

In comparison, the current situation, while seemingly cautious, still has loopholes.

It seems that Bat Island is still in its early stages and has not yet reached a significant scale.

However, Yue Buqun cooperated throughout the process, getting on the carriage when told to, and on the boat when told to.

Although he knew that once he boarded the ship and entered the sea, he would completely lose the initiative.

But the two sides are not enemies yet.

As a guest, he stayed in a superior room, ate delicacies from land and sea, and still managed to cultivate the Purple Cloud Divine Skill every day.

Being taken care of so comfortably, there's no need to be overly defensive.

As for Ding Feng, he's just a tool; it's useless to build a good relationship with him.

Therefore, he didn't talk much to Ding Feng on weekdays, and didn't even try to find out the details of the so-called Bat Island. He just focused on improving his internal strength.

In my spare time, although I was a little worried about my junior sister's safety, the most important thing right now was to successfully get through the disaster.

If we can also gain some benefits along the way, that would be even better.

Life on the ship was uneventful.

Three days later.

The ship finally approached a deserted island.

This isolated island is extremely rugged.

The island is surrounded by reefs.

The jagged rocks resemble the fangs of a giant beast; anyone who doesn't know the safe route and approaches this place would likely be torn to pieces.

Ding Feng led Yue Buqun down the mountain, pointed to the barren mountain in front of them, which was covered with black stones and not a single blade of grass, and smiled, "Sect Leader Yue, you must be tired from your journey. This is Bat Island."

His tone was quite arrogant.

Clearly, although this place is a deserted island, it is also a precious place that carries half of his life's work.

Having arrived here and completed his mission, Ding Feng appeared much more relaxed, while Yue Buqun's expression was extremely solemn.

He reassured him, "Sect Leader Yue, there's no need to worry. Although this place is remote, my master is a businessman, and businessmen value integrity above all else. As long as Sect Leader Yue hands over the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng as agreed, my master will certainly ensure that Sect Leader Yue can leave here safely."

Yue Buqun sighed and said, "I only have one problem to worry about now."

Ding Feng asked, "What's the problem?"

Yue Buqun asked, "What if I were to teach you the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, but your master couldn't learn them?"

Ding Feng was taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled and said, "My master is incredibly skilled and has exceptional martial arts abilities. To put it bluntly, at such a young age, he has already mastered twenty-seven kinds of martial arts techniques, each of which is the signature technique of its respective school. Even the forty-nine forms of the Returning Wind Willow Sword of Gu Daoren of Bashan are extremely proficient in my master's skills."

Yue Buqun said calmly, "But no matter how many martial arts your master knows, none of them are comparable to the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng. Since your master knows so many unique skills, yet he is still fixated on the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, it's clear that he knows that the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng is incomparable to any of the unique skills he knows. Isn't it perfectly normal that he can't learn it?!"