A player on Mount Hua starts by obtaining the Prism color entry.

Feng Buping caused a ruckus at the Huashan Sect's wedding but was instead subdued. The guests began to re-evaluate the sect, realizing it now possessed a master swordsman with unparalleled skill and numerous disciples. It was no longer the small, insignificant family business it once was; their attitude towards the Huashan Sect needed to be readjusted.

Others may not know who Feng Qingyang is, but if a sect leader doesn't know, he can go back and abdicate.

Back then, Feng Qingyang was an unparalleled swordsman who overwhelmed all others. To put it bluntly, if he hadn't retired, Shaolin and Wudang wouldn't be relevant now, and the Huashan Sect would still be a top-tier sect.

Zuo Lengchan entered the venue amidst strange looks. Master Fangzheng and Daoist Chongxu exchanged a subtle glance, already having some ideas in mind.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

The two bowed together to heaven and earth.

"Bowing to the parents a second time!"

At the head of the table sat Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, both wearing satisfied smiles.

Old Yue was proud because his apprentice had brought him honor and resolved the conflict over sword energy. Ning Zhongze felt that his daughter was married, but not far away, so they could see each other often.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

"The ceremony is complete; escort them to the bridal chamber!"

As the host, Yue Buqun raised his wine cup and bowed to the guests, saying, "Thank you all for attending my daughter's wedding banquet. The wine and food are meager, and please forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality."

"Sect Leader Yue is joking. This meal is more than I could afford in my entire life."

Congratulations, Sect Leader Yue!

No one brought up the fact that Lu Ming had married Lin Shiyin in Baoding Prefecture. Having three wives and four concubines was normal, and even the most despicable person wouldn't bring that up.

Taking wives and concubines is not like stealing someone else's wife, so what's so shameful about it?

After quickly eating something to fill their stomachs, Lao Yue led Lu Ming to toast each table and introduced him to everyone.

The Five Mountains Sword Sects were already quite familiar; the remaining ones were some merchants who had cooperated with the Huashan Sect for many years. Some were passed down from the past, while others were merchants developed by Yue Buqun himself.

The sect protects the merchant guild, and the merchant guild charges protection fees; that's basically the logic.

The Shaolin, Wudang, and Beggars' Sect are different. The former two have their own land and receive taxes from the imperial court, while the latter are self-reliant.

"The Iron-Blooded Marquis has arrived!"

Everyone was startled, and many people showed disgust in their eyes.

The martial world deals with its own affairs, and the imperial court deals with its own. Knights-errant use their martial arts to break the law, and the court has repeatedly tried to stop them, but to no avail. Both sides dislike each other, yet they need each other, creating a strange and unpredictable situation.

Clad in a python robe, with a square face that exuded an air of sinister arrogance, Zhu Wushi held a folding fan in hand, his steps steady. Though he was still dozens of feet away, he was right in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Having heard of the joyous occasion of the Huashan Sect Leader's daughter's wedding, I have come uninvited. Sect Leader Yue, would you mind providing a few more sets of bowls and chopsticks?"

Old Yue's eyelids twitched. He had no connection with the imperial court, but he didn't want to refuse a smiling face, so he immediately ordered someone to add a pair of chopsticks and more dishes: "Not at all, not at all. It is an honor for our humble sect that you, Divine Marquis, could come despite your busy schedule."

"Rest assured, everyone, I am here merely as a member of the martial arts world."

Zhu Wushi turned to look at Lu Ming, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "You must be Lu Ming, the Sword Demon of Mount Hua? You are truly a man of exceptional talent, and your mastery of the Purple Cloud Divine Skill is so profound that you have already reached the Grandmaster level, haven't you?"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look.

I've heard before that Lu Ming defeated Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng was a Grandmaster twenty years ago, and he's probably a Great Grandmaster now, right?

I never expected that a Grandmaster could defeat a Great Grandmaster. Is the Huashan Sect's foundation really that terrifying?

It was just a clever trick. If Ouyang Feng hadn't been careless, Lu Ming would have had a hard time taking him down, let alone killing him.

Lu Ming cupped his hands in greeting, his expression remaining unchanged, and said, "Divine Marquis, your insight is truly remarkable. Under the guidance of my master, I was fortunate enough to break through."

Internal strength cultivation isn't that easy! It's only been less than a year, and it's already more advanced than riding in a carriage!

This talent is truly enviable!

Zuo Lengchan gritted his teeth. If Lu Ming had joined the Songshan Sect back then, he would have been able to use Master Fangzheng's bald head to wipe the soles of his shoes by now!

What Southern Shaolin? Come and polish my boots!

Martial arts duels don't consider cultivation level; some techniques allow the weak to defeat the strong. With the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, as long as one sacrifices a small amount of flesh, a post-natal cultivator can defeat an innate cultivator, and an innate cultivator can defeat a bottom-tier grandmaster without any problem.

Zhu Wushi was followed by two men and one woman: Duan Tianya, the number one secret agent of the Heavenly Rank; Gui Haiyidao, the number one secret agent of the Earthly Rank; and Shangguan Haitang, the number one secret agent of the Mysterious Rank.

Lu Ming glanced back and raised an eyebrow.

Shangguan Haitang's eyes gleamed with admiration; she felt a strong liking for this younger Huashan disciple: "Young Master Lu, are you looking for someone?"

Lu Ming shook his head, his tone somewhat sarcastic: "No, it's rumored that wherever Miss Haitang is, there will definitely be 13,000 of them. I didn't see any today, so it seems the rumors are untrue."

These words made Shangguan Haitang somewhat embarrassed and annoyed. She snorted and said, "It's just a routine work handover. Some people are just repeating what others say."

On the contrary, Gui Haiyi was a little nervous. As Shangguan Haitang's loyal admirer, he couldn't stand seeing his goddess interact with other men.

The banquet was soon more than half over, and the guests got up to say goodbye.

Zuo Lengchan, the one who provoked the incident, did not leave. Instead, he told his disciples to go down the mountain first, while he said he would stay on Mount Hua for one night.

This whole situation put the other three factions in a difficult position. After some discussion, they decided to stay overnight on Mount Hua to see what tricks Zuo Lengchan was up to.

At Zhengqi Hall, Zhu Wushi met with Lu Ming.

"I've heard that Young Master Lu possesses unparalleled medical skills. Have you ever heard of Heavenly Fragrance Cardamom?"

Lu Ming had indeed heard of the top-grade healing herbs from the Western Regions, which were needed in many top-tier elixir formulas. He wondered if the back mountain of the manor would have them if it were upgraded to Grade A.

"A specialty of the Heavenly Fragrance Kingdom in the Western Regions, it blossoms every thirty years and bears fruit every thirty years, with only one fruit at a time. Eating it will prevent even the most severe injuries from worsening, and the user will fall into a deep sleep. However, one Heavenly Fragrance cardamom is useless, two are also useless, only three are necessary."

This piqued Zhu Wushi's interest, and even he, who was usually unsmiling, pressed on impatiently, asking, "Why?"

"The first pill relieves the injury, the second pill can revive the person, but only gives them a year to live. Only by taking the third pill can they be fully healed and retain their youthful appearance."

Zhu Wushi had never heard this explanation before; he would ask the two imperial physicians when he got back.

Then a smile appeared on his face, giving off a kind of smiling tiger vibe: "Young Master Lu, would you be interested in working for the Dragon Guard Manor? My forces are still lacking a top-ranking Yellow-level secret agent."

Yellow? If you say that, I'm not sleepy anymore!

Lu Ming shook his head slightly and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Divine Lord, but I, Lu, am sworn enemies of gambling and drugs. I cannot make this decision myself; please discuss it with my master, Divine Lord. Is there anything else, Divine Lord?"

I'm waiting to consummate my marriage with my senior sister, who wants to chat with you old bastard here?

Zhu Wushi seemed oblivious to awkwardness, and said with great interest, "I'm sorry for nagging, young hero. I wish you a happy marriage and a long and happy life together."

Before leaving, Lu Ming added a few words of advice: "Divine Marquis, you should be careful of a monk named Wuhua. That lecherous monk is of Japanese descent and has a penchant for other men's wives."

These words made Zhu Wushi frown. He was not married, so where did he get a wife from?

"Thank you for the reminder, Young Master Lu."

Lu Ming continued, "His father is Tianfeng Shisilang, who came from Japan and challenged various sects. He was also close friends with the invincible Gu Santong. When I returned from Baoding Prefecture, I was challenged by the Palace Master of Yaoyue Palace. I was ambushed by him on the way, who asked me to treat someone who had been imprisoned for twenty years. I refused."

The last sentence made Zhu Wushi's eyes widen, and a strong killing intent erupted. Without a doubt, this was Gu Santong!

He finally managed to capture Gu Santong using despicable and shameless tricks so he could seize his wife, and now someone dares to break him out of prison!

If what happened back then were brought up again, he would be ruined instantly!

court death!

Lu Ming was secretly pleased. Wasn't the monk Wuhua very powerful? Well, then he'd find him a cunning old fox as his opponent. A gentleman's revenge is never too late!