Chapter Ten: Secret Cave

  Linghu Chong and Gao Ying were staring at each other, but by this time Ling Jing's power was far above the two of them. When the two rushed out of the cave, where was his figure again?

  Linghu Chong immediately thought to himself that things were not good, although his master was usually very kind to all the disciples, he took the rules of the sect very seriously. If this time his master saw Ling Jing secretly going down the cliff, it would be disastrous. He hastily said: "Fourth brother, you must quickly go down the mountain, absolutely cannot let Master see little brother."

  Gao Genming responded with a "yes" and hastily headed down the mountain.

  After seeing Gao Ying off, Linghu Chong stood at the edge of the cliff, gazing out at the goose feather-like snowflakes in the air, and became distracted again, his face changing between sunny and cloudy.

  After a while, he suddenly let out a loud roar and said indignantly: "Why, why must I be the eldest senior brother!"

  He was also worried about Yue Lingshan's condition, feeling anxious and eager to rush down the mountain immediately. However, he still remembered that as the eldest disciple of Huashan Sect, he should set an example for his fellow disciples and be a good role model.

  Adding to the previous incident, I had already caused a lot of trouble, which is why Master punished me to face the wall at Reflection Cliff. If I were to sneak down the cliff again now, wouldn't that be adding mistake to mistake and greatly disappointing Master and Mistress?

  Although I thought so, I still feel unusually struggling and painful in my heart, and I wish I could drink a few jars of strong wine immediately and get drunk.

  After a while, Linghu Chong returned to the cave with stumbling steps, and suddenly saw the sword hanging beside his stone bed. He jumped forward, drew his sword and stabbed it into the stone wall at the head of the stone bed.

  His heart ached, he raised his long sword and hacked randomly at the stone wall. He felt a surge of internal energy rising from his dantian, and with a thrust of his sword, he executed the move "Unmatched, Unrivaled, Ning's Single Sword" with perfect form. With a screeching sound, the sword sank into the stone wall, all the way to the hilt.

  Linghu Chong was shocked, thinking to himself that even if his skills had improved rapidly over the past few months, it would still be impossible for him to thrust a sword into the stone wall up to the hilt. What kind of pure and dense internal energy would need to be concentrated on the blade in order to make the blade enter the stone like stabbing rotten wood? Even his master or mistress might not have such ability.

  He was stunned for a moment, then pulled outward to pull out the sword blade. Suddenly, he felt that the stone wall was only a thin layer, and it was empty after two or three inches. The other side of the stone wall was actually an empty cave.

  He was stunned for a moment, but he had never thought that behind the stone bed where he had been resting all along, there was still such a secret.

  Downstairs, in Yue Lingshan's room.

  Ning Zhong then gently wiped away the cold sweat on her daughter's forehead and sat at the head of the bed, with a look of heartache.

  She gently stroked Yue Lingxuan's small face and sighed: "Silly child."

  Yue Lingxuan had been secretly bringing food to Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi with her husband, but as time went on, how could they continue to deceive them?

  It's just that seeing his daughter happy every day, he thought it was because of her feelings for Jing'er which were growing daily. The couple didn't interfere much, pretending they hadn't seen anything.

  Yesterday's heavy snow blocked the mountain, they had already told her, don't go up to the cliff again, but unexpectedly she still went alone in the end.

  But she had never interfered much in these matters of her daughter's, and now she could only pull the quilt tightly over her daughter, sigh, and then turn around to leave.

  After a while, Ning Zhong left, and suddenly, a figure flashed out from the side of Yue Lingxuan's door. It was Lin Pingzhi, who had been hiding in the corner all along.

  He stood outside the door, gazing in the direction Ning Zhong had left, his eyes flickering twice before cautiously glancing around, then quietly pushed open Yue Lingshan's door and slipped inside.

  Lin Ping stepped into the house and gazed at Yue Lingshan, who was lying on the bed with a pale and frail face. A complex and inexplicable expression flashed in his eyes, seeming to be a mix of resentment and other emotions that were difficult to discern.

  He walked step by step to Yue Lingxuan's bed, suddenly lowering his voice and saying with hatred: "Why, why do you only have that Ling Jing in your eyes."

  Yue Lingshan was still in a daze, the pain on her body seemed to have been brought into her dream, at this moment, her eyebrows suddenly furrowed slightly.

  Lin Pingzi sighed twice, then muttered to himself: "I, Lin Pingzi, have indeed encountered great difficulties, but in terms of origin, who on this Mount Hua can surpass me? Yet you always favor that fatherless and motherless Ling Jing, never giving me a proper glance."

  At this point, he had an inexplicable sense of resentment in his heart. Since childhood, he had been living a life of luxury and indulgence, which had made him lose himself. From young to old, there were few things that he couldn't accomplish.

  But now in Huashan School, he is hitting a wall everywhere, and his heart has long been resentful to the extreme.

  Especially after the Lin family was destroyed, his personality became more extreme, often thinking that although my Lin family no longer exists, my uncle "Golden Sword Invincible" in Luoyang Wang's family is a well-known martial arts family in Jianghu, and on Mount Hua, who can surpass my noble birth.

  Now, he feels that on this Mount Hua, he has suffered countless grievances. His foundation is shallow here, and others don't take him seriously, so he can only hide everything in his heart, and his thoughts have become increasingly gloomy.

  Especially recently, Yue Lingshan has been deliberately avoiding him. Although he doesn't seem to care on the surface, in his heart he feels deeply wronged and resentful. That's why he took advantage of Yue Lingshan's illness to sneak into her room and exact revenge.

  At this moment, he looked at Yue Lingxuan's delicate and beautiful face, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of madness. He growled: "You don't like me, but I must have you. As long as I get you, I'll be able to stand firm on Mount Hua, and Master will pass on the ultimate skills of the Huashan School to me. I want revenge, I want to practice my martial arts well, so you must be mine." By the end, his voice had become somewhat hysterical.

  Lin Pingzhi's throat moved twice, and he slowly stretched out his right hand, as if to touch the lovely face of Yue Lingshan.

  Just then, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and suddenly a voice colder than severe winter came from behind: "Lin Pingzhi, if your dog's paw dares to stretch out another half inch, I'll send you to reunite with your parents immediately."

  Lin Ping's body stiffened, and he slowly turned around. When he saw the person who had arrived, he hastily trembled with his voice and said: "Ling, Ling Shixiong, how did you end up here?"

  He looked at Ling Jing's gaze, which was devoid of any human emotion, and felt a chill run down his spine. A cold air rushed to his forehead, and he muttered to himself: "How could this be? How could this be? Shouldn't he be facing the wall in repentance at this time?"

  Ling Jing pressed his sword against Lin Pingzhi's neck, his heart filled with a crazy desire to kill. Just now, he was worried about Yue Lingshan's illness and rushed down from the Thinking Cliff, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered Yue Lingshan's room, he saw Lin Pingzhi, this useless thing, trying to take advantage of Yue Lingshan.

  He was already furious to the extreme, his gaze at Lin Pingzhi was like looking at a dead man. At this time, he suddenly retracted his long sword and grasped Lin Pingzhi's neck with one hand, slowly tightening it and lifting him up.

  Lin Ping was lifted by Ling Jing in mid-air, his legs kicking wildly below, his face flushed bright red, his eyes bulging out, almost suffocating.

  "He struggled to say: 'Ling...brother, misunderstanding, you...you...misunderstood me.'"

  Ling Jing smiled coldly, allowing Lin Ping to struggle in his grasp. This arrogant number one waste was now at most only a fifth-grade cultivator; he only needed to exert a slight pressure to kill him.

  But what a cheap thing, the man coldly laughed and said: "Misunderstanding? I've been observing this trash for not just one or two days, if I don't get rid of you today, my surname will be yours!"

  I've said it before, no green hat, this plot has been thought out long ago, first disable Lin Ping. As for how to deal with it in the end, everyone can express their own opinions, whatever you think is cool, just say it, I'll consider it.