Chapter Thirty: The Turning Point

  Ling Jing took another look at the rewards given by this mainline task, almost all of which were about twice as much as the first mainline, especially the talent point reward was more than double the previous mainline. However, facing such generous rewards, he didn't feel a bit happy in his heart.

  The reward for the main line last time was to let him face Tian Boguang, a top-notch master of the third product alone. However, Tian Boguang's personality is quite proud and arrogant, but he can also take advantage of Tian Boguang's weakness in character to deal with him.

  The people of the Keshan School are not a single good person, they are all ruthless and decisive, with cruel hands, even if they are fellow Taoists of the Wuyue School, as long as they block their way, there is only one word: kill.

  Ling Jing's heart sank, and he suddenly recalled the original plot, where the Hengshan Sect disagreed with Zuo Lengchan's plan to merge the Five Mountains, almost leading to their sect being destroyed by the Songshan Sect, revealing a glimpse of Zuo Lengchan's ruthless tactics.

  So this time the main task he if really poked his head out, himself will have a fatal disaster not to mention, afraid that even Huashan School may also be implicated.

  As he thought of this, he couldn't help but look up at Yue Buqun with a glance. He saw that the smiling, arrogant pseudo-gentleman was now elegantly chatting with everyone else. From the gazes of others, he could tell that Yue Buqun's social skills were truly exceptional, and yet he didn't put on any airs as a renowned master. With his Second-Order peak strength, he was someone who would cause a stir in the Jianghu just by stomping his foot, but at this moment, he was able to lower himself to get along with the people of the Jianghu. No wonder that from start to finish, except for Ning Zhongze, basically no one could tell that it was him who had ultimately seized the Lin family's Devil-Exorcising Sword Manual.

  He sighed in his heart, feeling a pang of sorrow for the people on Mount Hua, especially that gentle woman who treated him like her own child. He couldn't bear to see her being destroyed by Yue Buqun's hands.

  Just then, Liu Zhengfeng had finished speaking and walked to the table with a smile, stretching out his hand to put it into the golden basin. Once this step was completed, Liu Zhengfeng would have nothing more to do with Jianghu affairs, and afterwards he could roam freely under the vast sky and sea.

  "Wait!"

  Liu Zhengfeng's hands were already less than three inches away from the clear water in the golden basin, but just then a loud and arrogant voice suddenly came from the crowd.

  Liu Zhengfeng was slightly stunned, and his hands involuntarily stopped moving. He saw four burly men in yellow clothes emerge from the crowd in front of him, standing on either side, followed by a young man holding an exquisite colored flag walking forward. The young man first bowed to Liu Zhengfeng, then greeted each of the seniors present, before saying: "The Five Mountains Sword Sect's Mount Song Left Alliance Master's flag has arrived, bearing the order of the sect leader. Please, Uncle Liu, temporarily postpone this Golden Basin Washing Hands ceremony."

  Everyone present was shocked, for the yellow-clad man held in his hand the banner of the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. The arrival of the banner was like the arrival of Left Cold Mountain himself, but no one knew why he wanted to stop Liu Zhengfeng from washing his hands with gold.

  Ling Jing slightly closed his eyes, knowing that Liu Zhengfeng's crisis had officially arrived. He and the Demon Sect elder Qu Yang had long been aware of their friendship due to music, which was secretly known by Zuo Lengchan. This disturbance was meant to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, laying the foundation for his future ambition to unify the Five Mountains and Six Sects.

  He knew that at this moment, in every corner of the Liu mansion, Mount Song's men had already set up a trap, and three top-notch experts were hiding in secret, ready to strike at any time.

  Liu Zhengfeng is now a turtle in a jar, but his task is indeed to punch a hole in this jar and let Liu Zhengfeng escape and ascend to heaven. Alas, it's difficult!

  He thought to this point, then made an excuse to retreat first and find Yuenot Group. With his current strength, wanting to confront the Songshan Sect head-on would undoubtedly be looking for death. The "Thirteen Taibao of Songshan" are all famous one-flow high-handed masters, even if the other four major sword factions add up, they may not be able to contend with Songshan. Otherwise, with Yuenot Group's second-class peak strength, he would not have been hiding until he got the Devil-Expelling Sword Spectrum and suddenly launched a surprise attack, which dared to pull down Zuo Lengchan from the altar.

  Now he is still hiding in one side, quietly watching the changes.

  Yue Lingshan also wanted to leave with Ling Jing, but was coldly stopped by him. Now she could only stand in place, pouting and looking at him leaving with a wronged expression.

  Ling Jing smiled helplessly in his heart, this Yue Lingshan was like a demon star that had been destined for him since birth. If he followed his original intentions, he should have been quite biased against her, but now, because of the memories of this body's past experiences, this woman held a special place in his heart, sometimes even he himself felt helpless about it.

  He shook his head and threw the chaotic thoughts out of his mind. At this moment, Liu Zhengfeng's crisis was also his own crisis. What's the point of thinking about these messy things at this time?

  He walked to a small courtyard in front of the flower hall, but now he still needs to find a hidden place to hide, ready to strike at any time. However, this place cannot be too far from the main hall, because he also needs to pay attention to Liu Zhengfeng's movements at all times.

  As soon as he arrived at the small courtyard, he saw two young and beautiful women playing in the yard. One of them was only seventeen or eighteen years old, while the other one made him shake his head slightly and feel a slight headache.

  At this time, a second-generation disciple of Mount Song suddenly walked into the courtyard from another side and went straight to the front of the two women. He said to the slightly older woman: "Liu Shimei, I am Wan Danyan, a junior fellow apprentice under Mount Song. Following the order of our seniors in the sect, may I invite you, Shimei, to go with me to the main hall for a short rest."

  The two women looked puzzled, and the one with the surname Liu said: "Master Wan, my father is currently holding a grand ceremony in the main hall to wash his hands of worldly affairs, but I don't know what business our Shu Mountain Sect's uncle-master has with me?"

  She was originally Liu Zhengfeng's daughter, called Liu Jing. Since the main hall was filled with Jianghu figures, it was not suitable for these women to show their faces, so she stayed in the courtyard to play.

  Wan Danyan smiled slightly, but didn't respond, only making a polite gesture with her hand towards Liu Jing.

  The girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old next to her suddenly arched her waist and said loudly, "Hey, what are you doing? This is Liu's sister's home. She can play wherever she wants, where do you need to care?"

  Her voice was crisp and pleasant to hear, but the volume was not small. Ling Jing was hiding in a dark place, but he could still hear the sudden commotion coming from the middle of the hall because of this sentence. It seemed that everyone was also guessing who dared to be disrespectful to Liu's family's precious daughter in the Liu mansion.

  Wan Danye glared at her fiercely and said, "You'd better stay here honestly, or don't blame me for being impolite if you speak out of turn again."

  The girl pouted and tearfully said to Liu Jing: "Sister, this man is so fierce, don't go with him!"

  Liu Jing furrowed her brow and glanced at Wan Da Nian, then comforted the little girl by holding her small hand before saying: "Elder Wan, this is the Liu Manor of Mount Heng, not your Mount Song's Fengchan Platform. Are you being a bit too overbearing?"

  Wan Danyan smiled coldly and said, "Sister, there's no need to say more. Let's go with me." As she spoke, she reached out her hand to pull Liu Jing's arm.

  The girl next to him suddenly had a look of eagerness on her face, as if she was about to take action and teach Wan Danyan a lesson. But Ling Jing let out a bitter laugh, because this girl was none other than Qu Feiyan, whom he had met before. Although he didn't know how skilled Qu Feiyan was in martial arts, she was very young, so her skills probably weren't that deep. However, he still had a good impression of her and couldn't bear to see her get humiliated by Wan Danyan.

  He immediately laughed loudly and walked out, saying: "In front of us is Mount Song Sect's Wan Daigne, Master Wan, my senior brother. I am Ling Jing, a disciple of Mount Hua. Greetings to you."

  Wan Danye was shocked, unexpectedly there was another person in the yard, who forced a smile on his face and said cautiously: "It's actually Junior Brother from Mount Hua Sect, but I don't know what brings Junior Brother Ling to this place?"

  Ling Jing's gaze swept across the faces of Wan Daoyan, Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan, then glanced at the layout of the small courtyard. With a sudden thought, he had already come up with a plan, and walked forward to say: "Brother Wan, I have a friend who is quite mischievous, and just now she was very rude to you. I'll apologize on her behalf first."

  After finishing speaking, he made a fist at Wan Danyan and looked at Qu Feiyan with a smile that was not quite a smile.

  She made a mischievous face and stuck out her tongue.

  Wan Danyan didn't expect that the girl was also familiar with Ling Jing, but his task was only to control Liu Jing, so he said: "Ling Shidi is polite, but I have something important to attend to, so I won't chat with you anymore." He grabbed Liu Jing's arm and turned around to head towards the front hall.

  Although Liu Jing was the daughter of Liu Zhengfeng, she had never been fond of martial arts since childhood and her skills were quite ordinary. At this moment, with one large hand grasping her arm, Wan Danyan dragged her away forcefully, leaving her no room for resistance, only able to frown and scowl in frustration.

  However, Ling Jing looked at the back of Wan Danyan and suddenly revealed a hint of coldness. The plan laid out by Mount Song Sect would start to open up from Wan Danyan's body!

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