The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

An invisible gust of wind rose between the two of them.

The powerful internal force emanating from the other side startled Yu Canghai even more.

Where on earth did this monster come from?

He looks so young, yet his internal strength is so formidable.

In that instant of his daze, Jiang Ning suddenly exerted his strength, unleashing a torrent of innate internal energy that caught Yu Canghai completely off guard.

The two of them each took a few steps back, but Jiang Ning only took two steps back, while Yu Canghai took four or five steps back, retreating into the Qingcheng Sect disciples behind him.

"Master."

"Master."

The Qingcheng disciples were shocked and quickly helped Yu Canghai up, glaring angrily at Jiang Ning.

"What extraordinary internal strength!"

Dingyi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Humph!"

Yu Canghai had recovered by this time. He looked at Yue Buqun and sneered, "I have witnessed the martial arts of the Huashan disciple. He is indeed extraordinary."

Jiang Ning looked at him and asked, "Are you Master Yu of the Qingcheng Sect?"

Yu Canghai's expression wasn't very pleasant as he faced this junior who possessed considerable martial arts skills, but he still nodded.

"It is indeed me, Yu. Do you recognize me?"

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "I have long admired your name. I once went to Qingcheng Mountain in Sichuan to visit your sect, but there was no one there at the time, so I was unable to meet Abbot Yu. It is truly a pity."

Yu Canghai was also somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

When did you go to Qingcheng Mountain?

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "This February."

February?

Yu Canghai frowned. He was already in Fujian at that time, so naturally the other party wouldn't be able to find him if they went to Qingcheng Mountain.

Since the other party had been to Sichuan and wanted to visit the Qingcheng Sect, Yu Canghai could no longer keep a straight face. His expression softened slightly, and he nodded slightly to Jiang Ning.

“Yuan Jie spoke without thinking just now. My Qingcheng Sect and Huashan Sect have always been on good terms. We had no intention of provoking your sect. Please forgive our rudeness.”

"hehe."

Jiang Ning smiled upon hearing this, about to say something more.

"Cough cough."

At this moment, Yue Buqun coughed twice, interrupting Jiang Ning's next words.

Of all those present, only he knew that what Jiang Ning said and what Yu Canghai understood were completely different things. He was also worried that Jiang Ning would start a fight with the Qingcheng Sect right there, and his cough just now was a reminder to Jiang Ning.

In fact, Jiang Ning did not intend to attack Yu Canghai in Hengshan City right now. This was the home ground of the Hengshan Sect, and starting a fight at their Golden Basin Washing Away Ceremony would make him an enemy of the Hengshan Sect. He would not do that.

After receiving Yue Buqun's signal, Jiang Ning didn't say anything more, but said to Yu Canghai, "I will visit your sect again when I have time."

Yu Canghai nodded slightly: "You can ask someone to come to Qingcheng Mountain in advance to send a message. Our Qingcheng Sect will welcome you with open arms."

Jiang Ning smiled and nodded, then returned to Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze's side.

Upon hearing Yu Canghai's words, Yue Buqun opened his mouth repeatedly, wanting to say something in response, but ultimately held back.

"Senior Brother Yue, is this also a disciple of your Huashan sect? How come I've never seen him before?"

Yue Buqun chuckled and said, "Ning'er has lived on Mount Hua since she was a child and doesn't go out often."

"Ning'er?"

Ding Yi was taken aback and looked at Yue Buqun, asking, "Senior Brother Yue, is he Jiang Ning?"

Yue Buqun smiled and nodded, then introduced Jiang Ning: "This is Master Dingyi of the Hengshan Sect, and also your senior uncle."

After saying that, Yue Buqun gave Jiang Ning a barely perceptible nod, indicating that he had done a good job and had given the Huashan Sect a great boost in prestige.

He wasn't satisfied with what the Qingcheng Sect disciple had said, but given his status, it wasn't convenient for him to say anything. Jiang Ning's intervention was just what he needed.

Jiang Ning nodded and bowed to Ding Yi, saying, "Greetings, Senior Uncle."

Master Dingyi looked him up and down with surprise and asked, "What realm are you at now?"

Yue Buqun said with a faint smile, "This unworthy disciple is useless. He only barely became a first-rate master two months ago."

Those in the martial arts world who heard Yue Buqun's words were startled and looked at Jiang Ning in surprise.

It was truly unbelievable to them that someone so young could be a top-tier expert, whose martial arts skills were on par with those of the long-established and renowned Yu Canghai.

However, the boastful tone in Yue Buqun's words left them somewhat speechless.

"I am truly moved by the presence of Senior Brother Yue, who is willing to attend Liu's retirement ceremony."

A middle-aged man with a large belly, resembling a wealthy old man, hurried over and greeted Yue Buqun with delight.

"Brother Liu, it's been many years! How have you been?"

Liu Zhengfeng chuckled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Yue. Everything is fine."

After saying that, Liu Zhengfeng looked at Jiang Ning in surprise and said, "Truly, heroes emerge from among the young."

Ding Yi snorted coldly and said to Yue Buqun, "Senior Brother Yue, where did your disciple take Yi Lin from my Hengshan Sect?"

(There's one more chapter today, I'll post it later, around 8 PM. Please give me some encouragement and send me gifts. If the next chapter gets 400 encouragements, I'll continue with 10,000 words a day tomorrow, how about that? You've all seen the updates these past few days, and I keep my word.)

Chapter 72: Yilin

Yue Buqun frowned: "When did my sect's disciples kidnap a junior disciple from the Hengshan Sect?"

"It's your eldest disciple, Linghu Chong!"

An angry voice rang out.

A young man looked at Yue Buqun and the others with a face full of grief and indignation and said: "Your Linghu Chong from Mount Hua and the lecherous Tian Boguang kidnapped Sister Yilin from Mount Heng and forced her to drink with them at Huiyan Tower in Hengyang. Linghu Chong even called Tian Boguang his brother. When my Senior Brother Chi and Uncle Tiansong from Mount Tai saw this, they wanted to step forward to rescue her, but who would have thought that Tian Boguang would kill Senior Brother Chi and injure Uncle Tiansong."

Next to the young man sat a red-faced Taoist priest, whose expression was extremely unpleasant, and he did not utter a single word.

Yue Buqun frowned and remained silent as he listened.

Before Linghu Chong went down the mountain, he told him that he should cheer up, work hard, and start to exert himself. But he ended up exerting himself in this way.

"My senior brother would never do such a thing!"

At this moment, a familiar voice rang out from among the group of female disciples of the Hengshan Sect, and a figure squeezed out from within.

"Ling Shan?"

Yue Buqun was taken aback.

What are you doing here? Where's Denor?

Yue Buqun glanced over and noticed Lao Denuo, whose face was swollen, in a corner. Several disciples of the Taishan Sect were guarding him.

Yue Buqun was even more bewildered upon seeing this.

What are you doing here? What's going on?

Yue Lingshan squeezed out from among the Hengshan Sect disciples, ran to Yue Buqun's side, tugged at his sleeve, and pointed at Yu Canghai.

"Father, we came from Fujian with Yu Canghai and the others."

Yu Canghai snorted coldly.

Jiang Ning at least addressed him as Abbot Yu, but Yue Buqun's daughter called him by his given name right away.

Although Jiang Ning fought with him and slapped his own disciple, he still had to admit that, despite being fellow disciples of Mount Hua, this young man he had never met was indeed far superior to the other Mount Hua disciples in both strength and character.

“After we arrived, they insisted that our senior brother had stolen some female disciples from the Hengshan Sect and demanded that we return them. Uncle-Master Dingyi even slapped our second senior brother several times, leaving his face swollen.”

Dingyi snorted coldly.

Upon hearing that Laudenuo had been beaten, Yue Buqun showed no reaction, but instead frowned and asked, "They say that Chong'er and Tian Boguang are like brothers, what's going on?"

Yue Lingshan panicked: "Senior Brother would never do such a thing, they must have misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding? Humph!"

The Taishan Sect disciple who had spoken earlier snorted heavily and pointed at the corpse on the ground: "What misunderstanding? Senior Brother Chi died at the hands of Tian Boguang. My Uncle-Master Tiansong heard them calling each other brothers with his own ears. What misunderstanding is there?"

The red-faced Taoist said coldly, "Sect Leader Yue, how will you explain the death of my Taishan Sect's Junior Nephew Chi and the injury to Junior Brother Tiansong?"

Yue Lingshan looked anxious and wanted to explain, but looking at the scene, she didn't know what to say.

Jiang Ning, who had been listening to their conversation, already understood the details of what had happened.

It seems that the events happening here are the opening plot of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.

Now that Yue Lingshan has come here from Fujian, does that mean Lin Pingzhi has also come?

Out of curiosity, Jiang Ning scanned his surroundings to see if there were any suspicious figures.

"Master, Master."

Just as Jiang Ning was searching for Lin Ping's whereabouts, a delicate and clear voice came from outside the hall.

"Yilin?"

Dingyi recognized the voice and his expression brightened with joy.

A young nun in a monk's robe ran in, looking panicked.

"Master, please go and save Brother Linghu! He's dying!"

The nun was beautiful and refined, with fair skin and a pair of large, bright black eyes. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, about the same age as Jiang Ning, and was already an exceptionally beautiful woman.

The others present were immediately impressed when they saw the nun.

Is this Yilin?

Jiang Ning watched the nun rush into the hall, thinking to himself.

He remembered that Yue Buqun seemed to have died at her hands.