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

He survived back then in the hope of one day reviving the Sword Sect. However, now that the Sword Sect's restoration is hopeless, and the Qi Sect has lost interest in killing him, what's the point of his life?

"Senior brother, senior brother."

Cheng Buyou rushed out from the crowd at this moment, and when he saw Feng Buping like this, his eyes showed worry.

Feng Buping glanced at Cheng Buyou and shook his head slightly.

"Senior Brother Ding, the outcome is now decided. Do you have anything else to say?"

Ning Zhongze snorted coldly and looked at Ding Mian, Lu Bai, and the others.

Ding Mian and the others have remained silent ever since Jiang Ning and Cong Buqi began their battle.

Their expressions were extremely ugly. After hearing Ning Zhongze's words, Ding Mian composed himself and said with a smile, "Since the result between your sect and Brother Feng and the others has been announced, we naturally have nothing to say. Brother Yue's martial arts are unfathomable. Perhaps Brother Feng and the others misunderstood the result back then."

They wouldn't turn their backs on someone just because their goal failed; they still have a sense of shame.

"Humph!"

Ning Zhongze snorted coldly, her face expressionless and her words sharp, but then her eyes gleamed as she looked at Yue Buqun.

So cool!

Perhaps to others, Yue Buqun's every move was the style of a grandmaster, but to Ning Zhongze, it was truly handsome to her heart.

Yue Buqun, who was calmly accepting the admiring or shocked gazes from all around him, was about to return to his disciples when he noticed Ning Zhongze's gaze, and his expression stiffened slightly.

Oh no, I overdid it.

The thought crossed Yue Buqun's mind, but he didn't stop and went to his disciples.

The location was the same as before, but perhaps it was just my imagination, Yue Buqun seemed to be a little further away from Ning Zhongze.

"It has been many years since I last saw Senior Brother Yue make a move. I never expected that Senior Brother Yue's martial arts have reached an unfathomable level. It is truly gratifying. Our Five Mountains Sword Sect has gained more confidence in fighting against the Demonic Sect."

Master Dingyi sincerely congratulated Yue Buqun.

"You flatter me, Master."

Yue Buqun nodded slightly, still wearing the same faint smile as before.

However, for some reason, Abbess Dingyi felt that Yue Buqun's smile seemed somewhat forced, as if he wasn't very happy.

"Brother Yue's martial arts are unfathomable. He has already proven that the Qi Sect did not use any shady methods during the sword qi dispute back then. I admire him."

Ding Mian cupped his hands to Yue Buqun and said, "Our Songshan Sect was misled by others and wrongly accused your sect. I hope Brother Yue will not take offense."

Yue Buqun simply smiled faintly and said nothing.

Seeing his reaction, Ding Mian said nothing more, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Yue, since that's the case, we won't stay any longer. Farewell."

After saying that, he planned to leave with Lu Bai and Fei Bin.

When Cheng Buyou saw that these people had also left, he and Feng Buping would only suffer humiliation if they stayed here. They had always dreamed of returning, but now that they were standing on the land of Mount Hua again, they felt extremely tormented.

"Senior brother, let's go too."

Cheng Buyou whispered to Feng Buping.

But Feng Buping just nodded absentmindedly.

Cheng Buyou sighed inwardly and prepared to help Feng Buping leave Mount Hua.

"Brother Feng, please wait."

Just then, Yue Buqun called out to them.

Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou were shocked.

Am I still going to die?

Feng Buping slowly turned his head to look at Yue Buqun, waiting for his words. If Yue Buqun really wanted to kill him, then he would wait to die.

Unexpectedly, Yue Buqun did not change his mind and order them to die as they had anticipated, but instead said...

"Brother Feng, please come with me."

After saying this, Yue Buqun walked towards the back hall.

Feng Buping had a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he didn't think much of it and followed after them.

Cheng Buyou frowned as he watched all this, without saying a word.

Ning Zhongze and the other Huashan disciples also looked at Yue Buqun's back with puzzled expressions, wondering what he was going to do.

Ding Mian, who was about to leave, Lu Lianrong of the Hengshan Sect, and the people of the Taishan Sect also stopped in their tracks upon seeing this scene.

Only Jiang Ning's eyes showed a hint of understanding.

He probably understood Yue Buqun's thoughts.

Where do you want me to go?

On the way, Feng Buping looked at Yue Buqun, who was walking ahead without saying a word, and couldn't help but ask the question that had been on his mind.

Yue Buqun did not speak, but walked ahead with his hands behind his back.

Feng Buping frowned upon seeing this, but in the end he said nothing and silently followed behind.

As he passed by buildings along the way, familiar scenes caught Feng Buping's eye, causing him to momentarily lose his composure.

The houses on Mount Hua are unchanged from when he left.

As he walked along the road, Feng Buping's gaze fell on an open space, lost in thought.

That place was where one of his senior brothers practiced swordsmanship back then.

Walking this familiar road again now, Feng Buping felt as if he had returned to decades ago.

Unbeknownst to him, Feng Buping had followed Yue Buqun for quite a long time.

"arrive."

When Yue Buqun's voice rang out, Feng Buping finally came to his senses. He looked ahead and then froze.

Why did you bring me here?

Feng Buping looked at Yue Buqun, his eyes filled with confusion.

This is the back hall of the Huashan Sect.

Yue Buqun didn't look at him, but went into the house.

Feng Buping's eyes deepened with doubt, but he only hesitated for a moment before following him inside. He then noticed that Yue Buqun was staring blankly at the plaque on the beam. Feng Buping looked up and was also stunned.

Sword energy soared into the sky.

Feng Buping was stunned.

He remembered that the Qi Sect later changed the plaque here to read "Controlling Swords with Qi".

Yue Buqun's voice slowly rang out.

"Twenty-five years ago, after my master led the Qi Sect to victory in the sword qi contest, he changed the plaque here to 'Controlling the sword with Qi,' but I later changed it back."

Feng Buping turned his head and stared at him blankly.

"Wrong."

Yue Buqun stared blankly at the plaque on the beam, muttering something as if in a daze.

"what?"

Feng Buping did not hear clearly.

"We were all wrong, we were all wrong."

Yue Buqun spoke again.

Feng Buping heard it clearly this time, but he understood Yue Buqun's meaning even less.

Yue Buqun stared intently at the plaque: "We were all completely wrong about the sword qi dispute."

Upon hearing this, Feng Buping's pupils dilated, and he stared at Yue Buqun in shock.

Yue Buqun's tone carried a hint of sadness: "If there hadn't been the sword qi dispute back then, my master, uncles, senior brothers, senior brothers, and junior brothers wouldn't have become enemies."

"Wouldn't it be better if everyone were on Mount Hua, practicing swordsmanship if they wanted, and practicing internal energy if they wanted? Why do we have to divide ourselves into the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect? Why do we have to fight for a result?"

Feng Buping opened his mouth several times, looking at Yue Buqun, wanting to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Yue Buqun seemed to have spoken his mind, then fell silent and walked inside.

Feng Buping followed behind like a wooden man, but when he entered the inner room, what came into view was the densely packed memorial tablets on the table.

"Master!"

When Feng Buping saw the name engraved on one of the memorial tablets, his expression changed drastically, and his mind collapsed instantly. He scrambled to his knees before the tablet, pressed his head to the ground, and wept bitterly.

"Master... Your unworthy disciple has failed you..."

Feng Buping was already over fifty years old, but at this moment he was crying uncontrollably.

Chapter 114: Sword Qi Soars to the Sky

Yue Buqun came up behind Feng Buping and looked at the memorial tablets on the table.

"Not long ago, I placed the memorial tablets of my Uncle-Master Feng, Uncle-Master Cheng, and other uncles and senior uncles of the Sword Sect on it."

Upon hearing Yue Buqun's words, Feng Buping had no doubts.

Judging from the placement of these memorial tablets and the incense ash on the table, the tablets of the Sword Sect's senior uncles and elders have been placed here for some time.

Yue Buqun placed them and the senior disciples of the Qi Sect together, without separating or treating them differently.

"Junior Brother Feng."

Yue Buqun, who had previously said that he was no longer Feng Buping's fellow disciple, said to him at this moment: "Actually, I have always had an idea, which is to enshrine the names of the fellow disciples who died innocently in the sword qi dispute here, so as to give the disciples of Huashan Sect a warning in the future."

"It's just that so much time has passed that I don't remember the names of my fellow disciples from the Sword Sect very clearly, so I would like to ask you and Junior Brother Cheng to come back and help me."

Feng Buping raised his head and stared blankly at Yue Buqun, trying to discern something from Yue Buqun's face.

All he saw was sincerity.