Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

"Since he is Ling Shan's benefactor, then let him stay. Chong'er, take Young Hero Zeng to rest."

"Yes, Master!" Linghu Chong happily led Zhang Wuji away.

Zhang Wuji followed Linghu Chong down the road, feeling a vague unease in his heart. It seemed as if a pair of eyes had been watching him from the shadows the whole way.

……

late at night.

On the edge of an unnamed cliff.

Qin Han stood with his hands behind his back, with Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo standing beside him.

"Qin Lang, my men just reported that Empress Dowager Miejue will be arriving at Mount Hua in about two days," Li Mochou said.

Now that she is Qin Han's woman, Qin Han has entrusted her with some of the Lingjiu Palace's secret agents and various forces.

"The day after tomorrow?" Qin Han looked towards Mount Hua. "Excellent! There will definitely be a spectacular show then."

Hong Lingbo stepped forward and extended her soft hands to massage Qin Han's shoulders with appropriate pressure.

"Master, why did you kill Zeng Aniu? He seemed quite pitiful to me," Hong Lingbo whispered.

Qin Han pulled the girl into his arms and gave her plump buttocks a hard squeeze.

"Oh dear!" Hong Lingbo exclaimed.

"Remember this, compassion is the most useless thing in the world." Qin Han's expression remained unchanged. "This is a dog-eat-dog world. If you don't kill, someone will kill you. Do you really think Zhang Wuji is as simple as he seems?"

Hong Lingbo was too frightened to speak and could only obediently lie on Qin Han's chest, letting him do as he pleased.

Li Mochou watched from the side, feeling a pang of sadness, but more than anything, a sense of helpless fate.

I don't seem to be able to be tough in front of this man.

……

The next two days.

The Huashan Sect became unusually lively.

They are preparing to welcome Abbess Miejue of the Emei Sect.

Zhang Wuji rested for two days and stayed in his room, rarely going out. He always felt uneasy, as if some great terror was about to befall him.

That afternoon, Linghu Chong came to see him again, this time with wine.

"Brother Zeng, come on! Let's have a drink together! Today is a big day. Abbess Miejue of the Emei Sect has arrived with her entourage. I've heard that the Emei Sect is all female disciples. I'll show you around and broaden your horizons."

Zhang Wuji wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist Linghu Chong's forceful dragging, so he had no choice but to follow him out the door.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw several female disciples dressed in plain-colored Taoist robes with silver-patterned cloud-shaped shoulder capes walking towards me.

The leader held an ancient longsword, his face stern, and his eyes filled with a fierce aura.

It was Abbess Miejue.

Behind her followed a stunningly beautiful young woman with a cool and aloof demeanor.

Zhou Zhiruo.

The moment Zhang Wuji saw Zhou Zhiruo, he was completely stunned.

Childhood memories flooded back instantly.

On the banks of the Han River, there was that little girl who fed him...

"Brother Zeng, what are you looking at? Didn't you say you didn't want to come out? Now your eyes are practically popping out!" Linghu Chong teased.

"That's Miss Zhou from the Emei Sect, isn't she beautiful? But don't get any funny ideas, she's the apple of the old nun Miejue's eye!"

Zhang Wuji shook his head with a wry smile, about to say something, when he suddenly felt a chilling killing intent lock onto him.

Suddenly I looked up and saw a rooftop at the source.

There were two people standing there.

The man at the front was dressed in blue, with a ghost mask on his face, just like the assassin on the river boat.

"Zhang Wuji, I didn't expect you to come here."

A deep, deliberately altered voice rang out.

Zhang Wuji's heart skipped a beat, not understanding why his identity had been exposed.

"Who goes there?!"

Abbess Miejue reacted extremely quickly. With a "whoosh," the Heaven-Slaying Sword in her hand emitted a crisp sword sound, and the long sword pointed at the roof.

Yue Buqun rushed out with Ning Zhongze and a group of disciples. When he saw the three people on the roof, his face immediately darkened.

"May I ask which esteemed master has graced our Huashan Sect with their presence? Such concealment is surely beneath our dignity!" Yue Buqun said loudly, his voice carrying a profound inner strength.

Qin Han glanced at Yue Buqun and realized that he was only at the first-rate level, not even having reached the Innate Realm.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Yue Buqun only took off after he cut two ounces of meat. Relying solely on the Zixia Divine Skill of the Huashan Sect, he was indeed lukewarm at best. The reputation of "Gentleman Sword" was only to praise his character, not to reflect his actual martial arts skills.

With a light laugh, he leaped off the roof, landing gracefully in the center of the crowd like a feather.

Since Hong Lingbo was waiting outside to meet them, only Li Mochou came along and stood to Qin Han's left.

Because Qin Han skillfully altered Li Mochou's appearance, and she now wears a demon mask, it's truly difficult to tell whether she's male or female.

However, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that these two had ill intentions.

Abbess Miejue knew at a glance that the two people had come with ill intentions, assuming that they were members of the Ming Cult who had learned of her plan to unite the five major sects to besiege Bright Peak.

"These are here to cause trouble," he scoffed. "Are these Ming Cult traitors truly lawless? Do they want to die?!"

Qin Han glanced at Abbess Miejue with disdain, straightened his sleeves, and then scanned the entire room before finally settling on Zhang Wuji behind Linghu Chong.

"You must be Zhang Wuji, Zhang Cuishan's son? Someone has paid to have you killed, so I had no choice but to make this trip."

Qin Han's words were like a bomb.

Before Zhang Wuji's identity was revealed, many people actually thought that Zhang Wuji had already died under the Xuanming Divine Palm of the Xuanming Elders.

Linghu Chong turned to look at Zhang Wuji: "Brother Zeng, you...you are the son of Zhang Wuxia of Wudang?"

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Zhang Wuji could only sigh and wipe his face.

A slightly worn human skin mask was removed, revealing his originally handsome but somewhat immature face.

"My name is Zhang Wuji. Greetings, esteemed seniors."

"Zhang Wuji? Zhang Cuishan's bastard son?!" Abbess Miejue's eyes flashed with murderous intent. If it weren't for Zhang Wuji's identity as a member of Wudang, Abbess Miejue would probably have really poisoned him.

Zhou Zhiruo trembled, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

"Brother Wuji...is it really you?"

Zhang Wuji looked at Zhou Zhiruo with a complicated expression: "Sister Zhiruo, it's been a long time."

"Let's save our reminiscing for the underworld."

Qin Han interrupted their conversation. He was now a heartless killer, and killing was as trivial as talking about something insignificant.

"I have come here today for two matters."

Qin Han held up one finger: "First, I'll borrow Young Master Zhang's head."

Then he raised a second finger, which could drag the Emei Sect into the mess. He looked at Abbess Miejue of the Emei Sect with an inexplicable tone.

"Secondly, I've heard that Abbess Miejue possesses a Heaven-Slaying Sword, which I greatly admire and would like to borrow for a few days."

"Arrogant!"

Abbess Miejue was furious, and a sharp sword aura instantly slashed towards Qin Han!