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

Fuwei Escort Agency, with its extensive network of connections in both the martial arts world and officialdom, had sent out a plea for help to various sects this time, only to disappear without a trace. Some independent martial artists who came to assist were found dead in the streets that very day. They were either killed by the Heart-Shattering Palm technique or assassinated or poisoned.

Nowadays, the Fuwei Escort Agency only allows entry but not exit. Whether it's a bodyguard delivering a message for help or a maid or servant going out to buy groceries, they will all be killed without exception.

Logically speaking, Lin Zhennan must have sent gifts to the local government, but now that something has happened, he is ignoring it, which is very unusual.

Does the Qingcheng Sect have that much power?

No, the Qingcheng Sect was merely used as a pawn. Perhaps the government was waiting for an opportunity for a feud in the martial arts world to seize the assets of the Fuwei Escort Agency. Just like when the Jinshi Escort Agency was wiped out, all the valuable items were taken away, and the land could be resold for another sum of money.

Having witnessed the brutality of the Qingcheng Sect, and with the government turning a blind eye, the Lin family felt increasingly disheartened, and even the wandering martial artists who came to help hesitated to approach.

Everyone knows that helping Fuwei Escort Agency overcome its difficulties will bring a large reward, but you have to be alive to spend the money.

While Yue Lingshan meditated and practiced her martial arts in her guest room, she went out to gather information, focusing on whether the government officials and Yu Canghai had arrived. Currently, only the escort agency was being sealed off, preventing anyone from leaving; presumably, Yu Canghai hadn't arrived yet.

As night fell, Yue Lingshan felt a little scared. She knew it was time to go to bed, and then the torment would continue endlessly. As a wife, she couldn't utter a single word of refusal and could only grit her teeth and endure it.

It's a pity that Sun Xiaohong was taken away by her grandfather, otherwise it would have been nice to lure her in and help her share the burden.

Seeing her junior brother open his eyes, Yue Lingshan pursed her red lips tightly, remaining silent with a mixture of fear and anticipation. She said, "Junior brother, why don't you get some rest early tonight? You might have to fight someone tomorrow, so you need to conserve your energy."

The implication couldn't be clearer: to use an impeccable excuse as a pretext.

Lu Ming looked at Yue Lingshan with a strange expression, then reached out and pinched her cheek, teasingly saying, "What are you thinking, Senior Sister? Let's go, change into your night clothes, we have some business to take care of, and I'll let you off the hook tonight."

Yue Lingshan was mortified. She playfully bit his shoulder, her bright eyes flashing with a mixture of anger and delight. Without asking what was wrong, she quickly and efficiently began changing her clothes. She had initially intended to avoid him, but then she thought, "We're husband and wife now, what's there to avoid?"

Her junior brother probably knows her better than she does herself.

Under the cover of darkness, the two leaped out of the window. They avoided pedestrians and patrolling officers as they went; the night was overcast and somewhat gloomy.

Unknowingly, we arrived at an old residential area, which was the Lin family's old residence in Xiangyang Lane.

Climbing over the courtyard wall, the two pushed open the door and entered the ancestral hall. At the far end stood a Buddha statue, its fingers in an odd gesture, neither reciting Buddhist mantras nor holding a flower. Cobwebs grew all around, and the air carried a faint smell of dust, as if no one had cleaned it in a long time.

Lu Ming leaped up and found a well-hidden kasaya on the beam above the Buddha statue, which was the very one Lin Yuantu wore at Shaolin Temple.

There are many embroidered characters on the kasaya, and it is unknown whether they were embroidered by Lin Yuantu, who was without roots.

With the cassock in hand, a commotion arose outside. Lu Ming tossed the cassock into his bag, then, with Yue Lingshan in tow, leaped onto the crossbeam and used a concealment technique to hide their presence.

A short man wearing a square cap swaggered in. He was middle-aged and had a sinister look on his face, accompanied by a cold smile. He was a typical smiling tiger.

"search!"

Four members of the Qingcheng Sect entered; they were the Four Heroes of Qingcheng who had previously clashed with Linghu Chong. They immediately began ransacking the place, using only the faintest light from candles for illumination, afraid of being discovered.

There was nothing of value inside, mostly some books and Buddhist scriptures, which stirred up clouds of dust as they were searched. The flickering candlelight appeared even more profound in the darkness, a truly dark and stormy night for murder.

The entire Buddhist hall was searched thoroughly in no time, and the Qingcheng Sect disciples couldn't help but mutter, "Master, there's no Evil-Slaying Sword Manual here, only some outdated Buddhist scriptures, not even The Plum in the Golden Vase."

"Exactly! At least give us a copy of *The Romance of the Western Chamber*!"

This is getting more and more outrageous, which shows that the Qingcheng Sect is no good.

Reading *Jin Ping Mei* in a Buddhist temple—that's quite an audacious idea.

Yu Canghai's expression was grim as he stared at the Buddha statue in the Buddhist hall: "Impossible! That monk said the Lin family's Evil-Repelling Sword Manual is right here!"

monk?

A hint of seriousness flashed in Lu Ming's eyes as he stood on the roof beam. Had other people gotten involved? There were many bad monks, including Wuhua Monk, Cheng Kun, and even Kumārajīva.

From below came Yu Canghai's voice: "Alright, go look elsewhere. The Evil-Slaying Sword Manual must be here. Once I've mastered it, I'll definitely teach you. Then you can seek revenge on Linghu Chong and kill that brat!"

"Yes, Master."

Yue Lingshan wanted to go down and stop him, but her junior brother held her tightly, and she suddenly realized that she was already married. It would be strange to discuss matters related to her senior brother at this time. So she suppressed her concern and chose to remain silent.

This is her husband, and she should protect him, not some unrelated outsider.

Below, Yu Canghai took out a manual from his bosom, which clearly read "Shaolin Nine Yang Skill".

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and he gave Yue Lingshan a look. He landed lightly, unnoticed by Yu Canghai, who was about to flip through the pages when suddenly a chill ran down his spine.

I've been acupunctured!

Immediately afterwards, a pain shot through my neck, and then everything went black as I fainted.

Lu Ming put away the secret manual, then carried Yu Canghai and flew away. Before long, they arrived at a brightly lit pavilion, decorated with red lanterns and green emeralds, exuding a rosy and powdery atmosphere. This was the most famous brothel in Hengyang, the Jade Pavilion.

He made Yue Lingshan turn around, stripped Yu Canghai naked, wrote a line of words on his back, and then threw him away forcefully.

In the main hall of Qunyu Courtyard, Hua Wuque looked as if he were facing a formidable enemy, and dared not look at the woman beside him, for fear of seeing a glimpse of snow-white skin.

Meanwhile, Xiaoyuer was having a great time, laughing and joking. He had plenty of time ahead of him and was planning to find Tu Jiaojiao, one of the Ten Great Villains, to search for the Five Ultimate Divine Skills. But then Hua Wuque, that jinx, came knocking on his door again.

The duel was arranged, but the date wasn't even set yet, and he was already worried the other party would run away. This made it difficult for him to act in certain situations, so he had no choice but to bring the other party to a brothel, where he would use the excuse of needing to urinate to skip paying the bill.

As he was thinking about something, the window suddenly cracked, and a man flew in from outside and crashed heavily to the ground. The intense pain jolted him awake.

Yu Canghai had just woken up when he saw people pointing and whispering about him in a place filled with the scent of rouge and powder. Looking at the layout, it was unmistakably a brothel.

When Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque saw the words on each other's backs, the two brothers, as if by telepathy, simultaneously spat out a mouthful of wine, disgusted by the sight.

"Yun Zhonghe's personal furnace, his one and only love!"

Little Fish wiped his mouth and asked incredulously, "Hey, Hua Wuque, isn't Yun Zhonghe a womanizer? How come he doesn't even spare short, old men?"

Hua Wuque was also shocked. After realizing what had happened, he said irritably, "How should I know? I'm not a flower thief!"

Yu Canghai let out a strange cry and hurriedly covered his face and ran away. If he were recognized, the Qingcheng Sect would lose all face, and he wouldn't need to make a living in the martial arts world anymore. Why would he bother with the Lin family? He might as well slit his throat!

Who is it!

Who's so wicked!

You beasts of the gutter, you beasts! You beasts!