Two days ago.
In the Guanshan Pasture.
On his way back, Qiu Yin had already learned the news that his master, Li Poyue, the Guanshan Master, had died in the battle. Like a crazed demon, he rushed back to Guanshan City, hoping to see some of his master's remains. It was said that although Li Poyue and Dao Chongyang perished together in the end, some of his remains were left behind, which were eventually sent back to the Guanshan Pasture and enshrined as holy relics.
Huang Shengyi, the Deputy Head of the Pasture, welcomed Qiu Yin in person outside Guanshan City.
"Before the head left, he left a decree that you would take over the position of head. It's been half a year, and you're finally back. All the old brothers want to go to Mount Qingcheng for revenge. Now we're waiting for you to take the lead." Huang Shengyi, the Fire Devil, looked indignant.
Behind him were dozens of experts of the Guanshan Pasture.
Qiu Yin asked, "Where are my master's remains?"
Huang Shengyi answered, "They were brought back by Xu Sheng, the Sky-cracking Punch, an elder of the Yue Mountain Faction. They haven't been identified yet. You're the most familiar with Head, and you're his adopted son. I'm asking you to identify them. If they're really Head's remains, they must be buried as soon as possible."
Soon, they arrived at the main hall of the pasture in the center of Guanshan City.
Qiu Yin's heart was filled with grief and indignation. He came to the great hall that was already hung with white silk. The smell of candles and lamps filled the air. In the middle of the hall, surrounded by flowers, was a high platform made of black ice. Several pieces of blackened limbs were placed on top of the platform. It was impossible to distinguish their original appearances. Only wisps of martial arts aura could be sensed from these seemingly burnt bones.
Li Poyue, the Guanshan Master, was one of the Nine Superbs. Even if he died, his body would be as indestructible as a magic weapon. However, at the last moment, he joined hands with Dao Chongyang and perished together with the sneak attacker and the Extra-terrestrial Devil, which was tantamount to self-detonation. Therefore, there was almost nothing left of him.
Qiu Yin rushed to the high ice platform, tears streaming down his cheeks unstoppably.
As a heroic man who had dominated the northwest, he had always shed blood instead of tears. However, at this moment, his tears almost couldn't stop flowing.
After carefully examining these pieces of corpses, the last trace of hope in Qiu Yin's heart vanished into thin air.
There was no way to prove anything from the outside, but he was too familiar with his master's aura. The unique aura of martial arts laws in the bones could not be faked by others. These corpses were indeed his master's. His master … had really passed away.
Qiu Yin felt her vision go black, and she couldn't even stand steadily.
When he first heard the news that his master had died in battle, he still held onto some hope. His master was an immortal-like figure, how could he die so easily? He felt that his master might have faked his death to deal with something, but now … Qiu Yin realized that his master had really passed away.
"How is it? Is it the skeleton of the owner?" Huang Shengyi, the Fire Devil, asked anxiously.
Qiu Yin's complexion was as pale as a thin sheet of gold. The aura within his body became chaotic and he could not even stand stably. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
At that sight, Huang Shengyi and the others knew without a doubt that the man on the high ice platform was Li Poyue, the Guanshan Master.
That martial legend, who had suppressed the martial arts fortune of the Western Qin from beginning to end, had died just like that?
Everyone's hearts were filled with a surreal feeling.
Huang Shengyi said, "Young Head, since you've confirmed it, please give the order. Let's attack Mount Qingcheng at once to avenge the former owner."
"That's right."
"Avenge the owner."
"Flatten Mount Qingcheng."
Inside the hall, many experts of the Guanshan Pasture were filled with righteous indignation.
Qiu Yin slowly steadied himself on the high ice platform. His eyes swept over those people, and he said, "Attack Mount Qingcheng? Why? The battle between my master and Dao Jiuzhong was a glorious one. Even if he died, it had nothing to do with Mount Qingcheng. That was announced before the battle. Besides, as far as I know, if some sects had not colluded with Extra-terrestrial Devils to launch a sneak attack at the last moment, my master would not have died on the spot … "
"Young Head, what do you mean by that?" Huang Shengyi's expression changed slightly. He asked, "Are we not going to avenge the owner?"
Qiu Yin opened his mouth to say something. But all of a sudden, he knitted his brows. In the air, there was a faint smell of blood coming from outside the hall.
Outside the hall, shouts and screams suddenly rang out.
"Nephew Qiu, run! Huang Shengyi has colluded with Extra-terrestrial Devils and has rebelled …" The voice of Xu Sheng, the Sky-cracking Punch, drifted in from outside.
Qiu Yin's face paled.
Huang Shengyi abruptly retreated. The experts of the Guanshan Pasture in the hall came to him from both sides. The deputy head of the Guanshan Pasture sneered and said, "Qiu Yin, as the heir appointed by the owner, you didn't avenge him. Instead, you just showed up half a year after the owner died. Tell me, did you collude with Extra-terrestrial Devils and betray the former owner in an attempt to usurp the position of the owner of the Guanshan Pasture?"
Qiu Yin grasped the long broadsword on his back backhandedly. "Huang Shengyi, how dare you do such a treacherous thing?"
He was so grieved just now that he did not notice that the entire hall was filled with the trusted experts of Huang Shengyi, the Fire Devil. None of the other higher-ups or experts of the Guanshan Pasture was there. By then, it was a little too late for him to notice it.
The shouts and screams outside grew more and more intense.
A tall and burly figure, bathed in blood, rushed in with dozens of men and shouted, "Nephew Qiu, we can't stay here for long. The entire Guanshan City has fallen under the control of Huang Shengyi. Those loyal to the former owner have all been killed by the Extra-terrestrial Devils he has colluded with. Hurry up and leave with us …" It was Xu Sheng, the Sky-cracking Punch.
Following behind him were the disciples of the Yue Mountain Faction, the experts of the major sects who came to offer their condolences after hearing the news, and some experts loyal to Li Poyue, the Guanshan Master. All of them were wounded, and some were still wearing torture instruments. Apparently, they had just broken out of the prison not long ago.
"Humph, Xu Sheng has colluded with Qiu Yin and secretly betrayed the former owner. His crime is unforgivable. Guards, kill him!" Huang Shengyi sneered. With a wave of his hand, the experts around him rushed forward like a tide.
Qiu Yin immediately put his master's remains on the high ice platform into his storage space for safekeeping. Then, he drew his broadsword backhandedly and bellowed, "Kill!"
The broadsword light shot at Huang Shengyi like a waterfall.
But soon, it was intercepted by the martial arts experts around Huang Shengyi.
A bloody battle broke out in an instant.
Wisps of demonic aura began to flow inside and outside the hall.
"Haha, the traitors are all here. It's a good chance to catch them all at once. Kill them all. Leave no one alive." Huang Shengyi laughed.
On the battlefield, he had the absolute upper hand, but he did not launch an attack himself.
There were four Semi-Sages in the Guanshan Pasture. One of them had been killed by the crown prince of the Great Moon Empire. As for the other two, one had been wandering outside all year round, and the other had been killed by the Extraterrestrial Devil three months ago. Now, Huang Shengyi was the most powerful one. Moreover, with the secret help of the Extra-terrestrial Devil, he had almost slaughtered all the experts loyal to the Guanshan Pasture in the past half a year. As long as he killed Qiu Yin, the entire Guanshan Pasture would be in his hands.
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Two days later.
"I'm … in the Yue Mountain Faction."
That was all that was written on the bloody letter.
Li Mu could sense the martial art aura and spiritual force unique to Qiu Yin in the blood, which others could not imitate.
"Didn't my second brother go back to the Guanshan Pasture?
Why did he go to the Yue Mountain Faction? "
Looking at the bloody letter, Li Mu frowned and pondered.
Over the past few days, he had heard a lot of news from all sides and learned that the current situation in the world was extremely chaotic. In particular, with the death of Dao Chongyang, one of the top nine Holy Clans, Qingcheng Mountain, was divided. Troubles arose and internal strife continued. Dao Zhen, the successor appointed by Dao Chongyang, was suppressed and hunted by the former deputy head, Dao Ling, and fled to the other side of the world. Thus, Qingcheng Mountain became the only Holy Clan that was divided and in turmoil in the past thousands of years.
But now … could it be that there was also an internal strife in the Guanshan Pasture?
If that was the case, the situation of my second brother, Qiu Yin, could be said to be extremely dangerous.
"I must hurry to the Yue Mountain Faction."
Li Mu made up his mind.
Although he had a lot of shortcomings and wanted to grow up in Taibai County in a wretched way, he would be a man if he did nothing when his brother was in trouble.
Soon, Li Mu ordered someone to summon Feng Yuanxing, Ma Junwu, and Qing Feng, and arranged them to take charge of the county affairs. Then, he explained to the Goddess of Martial Arts and his sister-in-law Liu Zhiyuan that they might have to postpone the trip to the pasture and sent someone to the pasture to report to his brother, Guo Yuqing.
"Uncle, it's more important to save people." Liu Zhiyuan was gentle and virtuous, so she naturally had no objection.
"Young Master Li, I'll go with you." The Goddess of Martial Arts, Guo Qinyan, volunteered.
In terms of seniority, she called Guo Yuqing uncle. So, as Guo Yuqing's sworn brother, Li Mu should be her uncle. But the Goddess of Martial Arts seemed to have never realized that and called Li Mu "Young Master" instead.
Li Mu thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "You stay in the county. I'll go with Yuan Hou."
Liu Zhiyuan was extremely powerful and experienced. She was also a female expert who had survived countless battles in Jianghu. It was just that she had not been in Jianghu for years. She could control the Dragon-assembling Pattern, so she was not afraid of any external enemies. She could also suppress the unstable Bai Mochou. With this sister-in-law in charge of everything in Taibai County, Li Mu was very relieved.
This time, he was going to save people.
Since Qiu Yin was so embarrassed and sent a bloody letter, his situation might be extremely dangerous.
Although the Yue Mountain Faction was a big faction, it might not be able to hold on for too long.
Li Mu planned to take Qiu Yin back to Taibai County.
As long as he entered Taibai Mountain, who in the world could touch Qiu Yin?
Since he was not going to fight, he could not confront him head-on. He had to outsmart him. So, taking others with him would only be a burden.
Yuan Hou, the golden ape, was good at using illusions. He was very fast. Besides, he practiced the Ultimate Yin and Yang Cultivation Method and had a tough body. So, he could be a helper.
Having arranged everything, Li Mu triggered his mind. The 20 flying broadswords whizzed together and turned into a huge Samsara Knife. Then, he cast the Broadsword-commanding Skill and took Yuan Hou with him. With a slight movement of his body, he disappeared in front of the crowd. The air where he had been standing suddenly rippled, as if it had been pierced. After a long while, a thunderous sound rang out, which had far surpassed the speed of sound.
Seeing that, Bai Mochou was also startled.
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