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

Central Plains, Wuzheng Manor!

Yuan Suiyun sat upright in the study, putting down the Braille letter in his hand.

She sighed softly, "Stone Guanyin is dead."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Ding Feng, who was attentively serving nearby, suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed in shock, "Was it done by Yue Buqun?"

"Otherwise what?"

Yuan Suiyun exclaimed, "Shocking, isn't it? Just a few months ago, Ku Mei was begging for help from our Wuzheng Manor, even going so far as to exchange our sect's ultimate technique, the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, for a chance to survive under Shi Guanyin's tyranny."

He changed his tone and exclaimed, "But with Yue Buqun in charge, in less than a year, he has successfully resolved the crisis of the Huashan Sect. I have a feeling that when we met last time, I could easily subdue him, but if we meet again, I may not have a full chance of winning."

Ding Feng exclaimed in shock, "The problem is that from the very beginning when they needed the protection of our Wuzheng Manor, to now when they have turned the tables and killed Shi Guanyin, only a short year has passed."

"Yes, for a year... he has caused me so much suffering this past year."

Yuan Suiyun sighed deeply.

He did not have a peaceful year.

It wasn't just because I failed to obtain the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng.

It was the dubious martial arts theories that Yue Buqun told him that completely shattered all his previous martial arts foundation.

Now, no matter what martial arts he practices, he always unconsciously tries to force these martial arts to conform to those martial arts theories, trying to apply their concepts.

But the problem is that you can't seem to figure it out.

This resulted in Yuan Suiyun only successfully mastering two martial arts techniques in the past year, and his progress was not as effortless as before, but rather felt awkward.

This feeling is like a poor boy who has experienced the most luxurious life, and then returns to his previous environment, only to find that everything is going wrong for him.

"Young master, how should we retaliate?"

"revenge?"

Yuan Suiyun paused slightly, as if those two words contained endless weight.

He sighed softly, "How does my martial arts compare to Shi Guanyin's?"

Ding Feng was taken aback upon hearing this, and said tactfully, "Young Master is much younger than Shi Guanyin. I can guarantee that when Shi Guanyin was your age, she certainly didn't have your level of cultivation!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Suiyun chuckled softly, seemingly amused by his subordinate's desperate efforts to protect his self-esteem.

He said, "But Shi Guanyin, Wuhua, and Nangong Ling are all figures that even our Wuzheng Manor cannot underestimate. Yet now, they have all fallen under Yue Buqun's sword."

"Perhaps it was just Yue Buqun's luck..."

"One was lucky, but now there are three!"

Yuan Suiyun sighed, "If this is still considered lucky, then Yue Buqun's luck is probably beyond the heavens. If I am still Yue Buqun's enemy, he doesn't need to do anything. He can just sit by the river and my corpse might float down the river."

Ding Feng asked incredulously, "Young Master, are you planning to back down?"

No one knew better than him just how competitive this blind young master was.

Because of his visual impairment, he has an almost obsessive dedication to surpassing ordinary people!

Why build Bat Island when you already have enough to eat and wear?

To put it bluntly, he wanted to prove to his father that even after leaving Wuzheng Manor, he was still an unparalleled hero!

But now, he has taken the initiative to say that he should not make an enemy of this person.

"We weren't enemies to begin with. Now that we've discovered their value exceeds our expectations, it's only natural to cultivate a good relationship. By the way, where is Yue Buqun now?"

"They should still be on their way back from the desert. It was only because your informants found out in advance that the message was delivered to you ahead of time."

"That means the news hasn't come back yet. Very good. Ding Feng, prepare a generous gift and send it to the Huashan Sect to celebrate their escape from disaster."

"But young master, the disciples of the Huashan Sect are still staying at Wanfu Wanshou Garden."

"Then send it to Wanfu Wanshou Garden and inform them in advance so they can feel at ease. We should take advantage of this relationship."

"Yes."

Although it was unclear why Yuan Suiyun wanted to befriend Yue Buqun, and even be so considerate of him.

But as long as it was something Yuan Suiyun had made up his mind about, he would naturally keep it in mind, so he immediately went down to make preparations.

In fact, Yuan Suiyun hadn't told Ding Feng her true thoughts.

He now realized that what Yue Buqun had taught him was indeed not the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng.

But in some ways, this is something even more precious than the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng.

It's just that his level is too low to understand these concepts yet, but just because he can't understand them now doesn't mean he won't be able to understand them in the future.

And similarly...

At that time, Yue Buqun's strength was not as great as his, so he probably couldn't understand how precious these ideas were.

He bought the box and returned the pearl; in order to hide the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, he instead revealed to him the more precious martial arts concepts and insights of countless predecessors.

Therefore, Yuan Suiyun thought that since Yue Buqun had not yet reached this level, he could extract more information from him.

In the eyes of some people, these so-called ideas are worthless, or even considered to be fraudulent.

But after a year of agonizing and almost demonic reflection,

Yuan Suiyun has his own unique understanding.

………………

"Achoo!"

On the way back to the Central Plains.

Yue Buqun couldn't help but sneeze.

"Master, have you caught a cold?"

Hua Zhenzhen knelt beside Yue Buqun and asked with concern.

"Maybe someone is talking about plotting against me."

Yue Buqun replied casually, his mind still somewhat wandering.

At this moment, only the master and his apprentice remained in the carriage.

The trail to Gao Yanan has now gone cold.

Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua stayed with Ji Bingyan, intending to discuss in detail how to investigate her clues next.

Before leaving, Chu Liuxiang gave Yue Buqun a letter, asking him to deliver it so that he could obtain the item he longed for.

Yue Buqun naturally accepted with pleasure.

On the way back, without those big men around, the atmosphere between the master and disciple became much more harmonious.

Hua Zhenzhen also became much more relaxed.

Because they didn't have to get out of bed all day, and the carriage was covered with soft cashmere blankets.

She then took off her shoes and socks, revealing a pair of tiny feet that were even smaller than Yue Buqun's palm, exuding a sense of complete relaxation.

The space is too cramped to practice swordsmanship.

For the past few days, she has been following Yue Buqun to practice the Zixia Divine Skill.

But she was still a young girl at heart and couldn't stand being alone.

So it's the kind of practice that's sporadic and intermittent.

In her spare time, she would hold the wedding dress and marvel at the divine skill.

After all, although the Wedding Dress Divine Skill is the complete version, it does not have a cultivation method.

Therefore, after hearing Yue Buqun's so-called characteristic of "to use its advantage, first blunt its edge", she was somewhat worried that her master might be thinking of crippling his own martial arts.

But in her heart, there were also some small, unique joys that belonged only to a young girl.

Although theoretically she is the supervisor of the Huashan Sect, in terms of actual power, she is even above Yue Buqun.

However, Yue Buqun always treated her like his own disciple, with a caring attitude mixed with the guidance of a senior who was a few years older...

Moreover, he was completely unguarded around her.

He not only shared the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, a treasure even the Iron Blood Banner Sect regarded as precious, with her, but also explained in detail the key points and secrets of its cultivation.

Hua Zhenzhen knew that even without the identity of a supervisor, Yue Buqun's attitude towards her would not change in the slightest. It had nothing to do with his identity; it was simply because of her that he was willing to treat her differently and show her special favor.

This idea filled the girl with joy.

He secretly glanced at Yue Buqun, and couldn't help but chuckle from time to time.

When she attracted a questioning look from her master, she quickly sat up straight and said that she had just been daydreaming.

One can only say that a young girl's heart is always poetic.

In Hua Zhenzhen's opinion, this trip to the desert brought the master and apprentice much closer together.

Yue Buqun didn't care about the girl's feelings.

Although he spent the entire time traveling by car, he was actually very busy.

In the past few days, he has been diligently studying the Wedding Dress Divine Skill and comparing it with the Purple Cloud Divine Skill.

They did indeed reap considerable rewards, and even found a way to achieve the best of both worlds!