With a sword drawn, he laughs proudly, his martial prowess dominating the heavens!

Chapter 98 Master Mo, I know a lot!

Shigu Mountain is located at the confluence of the Zheng, Xiang, and Lei rivers.

As Li Che descended the mountain, amidst the clear skies and gentle breeze, and the shimmering river, he felt a pang of regret.

It's a pity that the bandits of Songshan have defiled this tranquil place.

Why so casually return to the Xiaoxiang region? The water is clear, the sand bright, and moss grows on both banks.

The serene beauty of the Xiaoxiang region makes it an ideal place to express one's feelings through music.

In this situation, Li Che suddenly gained a deeper understanding of "Hengshan Conservatory of Music".

I glanced back at Shigu Mountain, then turned and headed south.

Before they had gone more than a mile, they suddenly felt something and looked to the southeast, where they saw a tall, thin figure standing at the edge of the woods.

The moonlight shone on him, revealing his disheveled, gray hair, withered face, and faded white robes that were no longer recognizable. He was holding a huqin (a two-stringed bowed instrument) in his arms.

The old man was sitting by the tree. When he saw Li Che stop, he only glanced at him before getting up and heading east.

His pace was not fast, but he disappeared from sight in just a few breaths.

Li Che smiled faintly, having already guessed the man's identity.

Master Mo Da, the head of Hengshan Sect.

Was he following me, or was he intentionally tracking the Songshan Sect?

Well then, let's see what he has to say.

An old man and a young man wandered around for half an hour before arriving at a still lake.

The tall trees blocked the city walls of Hengyang, but they could not cover the peaks of Mount Heng.

The old man stood quietly by the lake, gazing at the towering peak, and couldn't help but rub his fingers together, as if he wanted to draw a string.

"Li Che, a disciple of Mount Hua, pays his respects to Senior Uncle Mo."

Mo Da did not respond. After a moment, he sighed and said, "It is difficult to come to Hengshan. As a direct disciple of Huashan, I should be cautious."

"Master Mo, you must be referring to the girl from the Qu family. Since you know about the schemes of Mount Song, how could you not be prepared?"

"Without unity of purpose, strength is insufficient, and righteousness is lost, how can we resist?"

"So, Master Uncle is preparing to sacrifice a pawn to save the king?"

Li Che's words were quite blunt, and he naturally knew that Mo Da couldn't persuade Liu Zhengfeng. To preserve the Hengshan tradition, he had no choice but to do so.

Perhaps even Mo Da did not expect that the Songshan Sect would be so ruthless.

As expected, the latter showed slight anger, but after a few breaths, he hesitated, "Is Sect Leader Yue also thinking the same thing?"

"My master will definitely support us. Mount Hua and Mount Song have long been mortal enemies. Just now, my nephew inquired about Mount Song's conspiracy, so it was inevitable that he would take action against Uncle Liu."

Will Master Mo ignore us, or will he stand with us through thick and thin?

Mo's eyes brightened slightly. "You did this on purpose?!"

"yes!"

Mo Da remained silent for a moment, but in his heart he was thinking, "Yue Buqun, Liu Zhengfeng, Li Che, and myself, their fighting strength is not weak."

But having won this round, what's next? Who knows what this kid plans to do.

Li Che thought the old man lacked drive and was hesitant. It was rare to encounter the elusive Hengshan Sect Leader, so it seemed he had to give him a strong dose of medicine!

"Uncle Mo, what do you think of my swordsmanship?"

Mo Da was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. Why were we talking about swordsmanship again when we were supposed to be discussing serious matters? The Huashan Swordsmanship...

Just as I was thinking this, I heard the whistling sound of swords.

The sword light surged like a gushing spring, its momentum continuous and unbroken. Each move seemed to resonate with a clear, ringing sound, a perfect blend of strength and gentleness, movement and stillness.

"Spring-singing Lotus! How could you...?!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Che's swordplay became light and agile, like a crane soaring through the clouds.

"The crane soars above the purple canopy!"

"This...this is the sound of reading at Shilin!"

"Sky Pillar Clouds!"

Mo Da's cloudy eyes widened in shock, his fingers pressing hard against the strings of the erhu, "Wild Geese Return to Zhurong!"

Named after the five peaks of Hengshan, one can observe the peaks and comprehend the sword. Even if the sword techniques have long been lost, the sword intent and form are instantly recognizable to Mo Da.

"Why do you know our sect's lost sword technique?!"

Mo Da was both shocked and furious.

"Actually, I know a lot more!"

Li Che's swordplay continued unabated, unleashing the smooth and fluid Thirteen Swords of Cloud and Mist. Mo Da watched in amazement; the moves were precise, though the variations were slightly lacking, but the killing intent was far stronger.

Mount Hua is exceptionally talented, and he hides his talents well. How is he any different from Zuo Lengchan?

Mo Da's eyes flashed coldly as he said in a deep voice, "Stealing martial arts from other schools is a major taboo in the martial arts world."

Li Che withdrew his sword stance and said frankly, "Uncle-Master should know that decades ago, during the battle between the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Demonic Sect, this sword technique was left behind by the ten elders of the Demonic Sect. My master discovered it by chance and originally intended to return it to the various sects."

If even a kind and gentle elder like my senior uncle can misunderstand, this matter is not easy to handle.

Upon hearing this, Mo Da's expression softened slightly; this explanation did make sense.

In his haste, he lost his composure. Even if Huashan secretly learned Hengshan sword techniques, the Five Divine Swords have been lost for decades, so it shouldn't have been stolen by Yue Buqun.

The succession of a sect is of paramount importance.

If what he said is true, then Yue Buqun truly deserves the title of "Gentleman's Sword".

"Junior Nephew Li, what do you want?"

"On the day he retires from the martial arts world, please invite Master Mo to attend!"

"good!"

"Uncle-Master, if you have some free time tomorrow, you may stop by Huiyan Tower for a while. I will present you with the complete Hengshan Sword Technique."

"Aren't you afraid I'll change my mind?"

Li Che laughed and said, "Uncle-Master, you underestimate Li Che."

"At dusk, I waited for you at Huiyan Tower."

"It's a deal!"

When they returned to the escort agency, it was past midnight.

Tonight is going to be busy!

He returned to his room, lit a candle, and began to write. Old Yue hadn't brought the sword manual, so he had to rely on his memory.

I thought I'd just draw a "stick figure," but then I felt that would be too perfunctory.

After burning three candles, they finally finished drawing nearly a hundred moves of Hengshan swordplay.

After blowing out the candlelight, Li Che leaned against the headboard, rubbing his slightly sore hands, completely unable to fall asleep.

A jumble of thoughts rushed into my mind, making it somewhat chaotic.

I even thought, "It's a real pity that I didn't get to hear Mo Da play 'Night Rain in Xiaoxiang,' since it's such a rare opportunity to meet him."

By forging this auspicious connection with Hengshan, Yue Fei's influence will be further enhanced when the Five Sacred Mountains Alliance is held in the future.

We should also visit Mount Heng, the Northern Peak. Who knows, Old Yue might even become the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains Alliance again, which would be a wish fulfilled.

Then he thought, "How can I cripple the Songshan Sect?!"

Killing someone directly at a ceremony to retire from the criminal world is not a good opportunity.

I need to create an opening for my fellow disciples from Songshan so they'll be tempted to kill me first.

Thinking of Liu Zhengfeng's donation of an official position, he wanted to retire from public life, but was restrained by the court. He didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Qu Feiyan again...

Lost in these random thoughts, I drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

The next day at dawn, Li Che missed the time to practice his skills at dawn for the second time.

Last time, I was still punished by Old Man Feng.

"Bang bang—!"

"Senior Brother Li? Hmm? Could he have gone out?"

Li Che forced his eyelids open and walked to the door in a daze. The person from the Huashan Sect who was calling him that must be Yue Lingshan.

But as soon as he unlatched the door, a fragrant breeze rushed in.

"Ouch—!"

Li Che subconsciously wrapped his arms around the person's waist, yawning as he said, "You're an eighteen-year-old girl, how can you still be so reckless?"

"Big...Senior Brother~"

"Huh?" Li Che suddenly came to his senses. Something was wrong. His waist was a little thinner, the elasticity was slightly weaker, and the sensation was different.

Oh no!

"Junior Sister Huo?"

The person in her arms was tense, her face flushed, almost like her red dress; who else could it be but Huo Shiyu?

Why are you calling me Senior Brother Li if there's nothing wrong?

and many more!

Li Che looked up and saw Yue Lingshan standing at the door with her arms crossed, staring at the two of them with an unfriendly expression.

"Hmph! You lecher, let go of me!" Yue Lingshan rolled her eyes at Li Che, then grabbed Huo Shiyu and dragged her away. "I told you not to call him, but you insisted on coming!"

The two walked further and further away. Huo Shiyu stood stiffly, like a puppet, her voice trembling slightly, "Senior Sister Yue, didn't you insist on calling him...Senior Brother Li?"

"When did I say that?!"

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