The Crafting Group Makes a Bold Move, Liu Zhengfeng Regrets His Past

Inside the courtyard, Liu Zhengfeng's expression was dark and unreadable.

Shi Denda's aggressive stance was somewhat beyond his expectations.

To think that a mere second-generation disciple of Mount Song would address him, the number two figure of Mount Heng, in such a manner.

This made him increasingly doubt whether Su Chen's earlier words were true.

"Nephew Shi, are you truly going to stop me from washing my hands of the martial world?" Liu Zhengfeng demanded, his tone laced with displeasure.

"Uncle-Master Liu, please forgive me. It is not that I wish to obstruct you, but it is my master's command," Shi Denda replied fearlessly, meeting his gaze head-on.

"Washing my hands of the martial world is my personal affair, what does it have to do with Alliance Leader Zuo?" Liu Zhengfeng retorted, dissatisfied. He then looked at the others present, "If Alliance Leader Zuo can interfere in my personal matters today, will he then meddle in the affairs of each of the Five Great Sword Sects tomorrow?"

This was a heavy accusation, directly aimed at Zuo Lengchan.

The Five Great Sword Sects were bound by a shared lineage, forming an alliance.

But fundamentally, the affairs of each sect were decided by themselves.

Now, with Liu Zhengfeng uttering such a damning statement, Shi Denda's expression immediately changed. He dared not accept such a burden.

The other members of the Five Great Sword Sects present, such as Yue Buqun, Abbess Dingyi, and Daoist Tianmen, also had their expressions shift.

Liu Zhengfeng's words had struck a chord with them.

Indeed, if Zuo Lengchan could interfere with Liu Zhengfeng washing his hands of the martial world today, why couldn't he interfere with their own sect's matters tomorrow?

If they truly had to obey Zuo Lengchan's arrangements for everything, what would be the point of the other four sects within the Five Great Sword Sects existing?

They might as well all be merged into the Mount Song Sect.

For a moment, all eyes turned towards Shi Denda.

Instantly, Shi Denda felt immense pressure, unsure of how to respond.

Just then, another voice abruptly rang out, "Senior Brother Liu, that is indeed a very heavy accusation. Our Mount Song Sect cannot bear it."

As the voice faded, a middle-aged man, thin and with a mustache above his upper lip, strode into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered, he unleashed a palm strike, sending the golden basin in front of Liu Zhengfeng flying.

The sudden turn of events startled everyone present, and they couldn't help but look at the newcomer.

"Great Songyang Hand Fei Bin…" The crowd, familiar with him, recognized his identity.

"Junior Brother Fei, what is the meaning of this?" Liu Zhengfeng demanded, suppressing his anger.

To overturn his golden basin right in front of him, did he truly consider Liu Zhengfeng a pushover, someone to be kneaded at will?

Fei Bin, however, appeared unconcerned. "It means nothing. I am merely acting on Alliance Leader Zuo's orders to prevent Senior Brother Liu from washing his hands of the martial world."

He then let out a cold laugh, "However, I see that Senior Brother Liu is unwilling to comply, so I had no choice but to resort to this…."

Fei Bin did not finish his sentence, but his implication was clear.

He had overturned the basin; how could Liu Zhengfeng still wash his hands?

Liu Zhengfeng's eyes burned with anger, but his inner unease grew even stronger.

Fei Bin was one of the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan, a figure of absolute high standing within the Mount Song Sect.

If he had come for a normal visit, it wouldn't have been strange.

But his sudden appearance at this particular moment, and immediately striking the golden basin upon arrival, was highly unusual.

These abnormal actions inevitably led to speculation.

"So, Junior Brother Fei intends to stop me from washing my hands of the martial world today, no matter what?" Liu Zhengfeng asked, his anger contained.

Fei Bin, however, changed the subject. "Not necessarily. Alliance Leader Zuo has instructed that as long as Senior Brother Liu accomplishes one task, he will no longer obstruct your decision to wash your hands of the martial world."

"What task?"

"Kill the demonic cultist Qu Yang." Fei Bin finally revealed his fangs.

Liu Zhengfeng's expression changed drastically.

Due to his fondness for music, he had become acquainted with and befriended Elder Qu Yang of the Demonic Cult.

In fact, a significant reason why he wanted to wash his hands of the martial world and retire was precisely because he didn't want the distinction between righteous and demonic paths to restrict his association with Qu Yang.

Now, for Fei Bin to directly ask him to kill Qu Yang was something he absolutely could not agree to.

"Please forgive me, but I cannot agree," Liu Zhengfeng refused without a second thought.

"Senior Brother Liu, are you truly insistent on associating with a demonic cultist, disregarding the righteousness of the orthodox path?"

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"Brother Qu and I share a passion for music, and that is why we associate. It has nothing to do with anything else."

At this point, the others present finally began to understand.

It turned out that this second-in-command of the Mount Heng Sect was secretly colluding with Qu Yang, a demonic cultist.

In an instant, everyone's gaze towards Liu Zhengfeng changed.

What was initially seen as the Mount Song Sect being overbearing now seemed somewhat understandable.

After all, from ancient times, the righteous and the demonic have been irreconcilable.

Thus, some began to offer advice.

"Senior Brother Liu, the fiends of the Demonic Cult have always been brutal. It was truly wrong of you to associate with them."

"Exactly, Senior Brother Liu. The fiends of the Demonic Cult are cunning and deceitful. It's possible that Qu Yang merely used music as a guise to deceive you, intending to use you as an entry point to harm our righteous martial world."

"Senior Brother Liu, you should heed the command of Alliance Leader Zuo and kill the demonic fiend Qu Yang."

Listening to the crowd, Fei Bin's lips curved into a slight arc.

Liu Zhengfeng's expression grew increasingly grim.

Unknowingly, he had become the target of everyone's criticism.

However, it was absolutely impossible for him to deal with Qu Yang.

So, he spoke again to explain, "Fellow Daoists, I stake my life to guarantee that Brother Qu is unlike the usual fiends of the Demonic Cult. He will not threaten the righteous martial world."

"Qu Yang and I have already agreed to simultaneously withdraw from the martial world and no longer concern ourselves with its affairs. Therefore..."

However, before he could finish, Fei Bin interrupted him.

"Liu Zhengfeng, I see you are determined to collude with the fiends of the Demonic Cult."

"I want to see what is more important in your heart: the fiends of the Demonic Cult, or the lives of your entire family."

With that, Fei Bin raised his arm and shouted, "Mount Song disciples, attack!"

As the words fell, over a dozen Mount Song disciples in yellow robes suddenly emerged from the crowd, surrounding Liu Zhengfeng.

Immediately after, a series of cries came from the direction of the Liu Manor's backyard.

The next second, another dozen Mount Song disciples appeared, escorting Liu Zhengfeng's family to the front courtyard.

With swords at their throats, Liu Zhengfeng's wife and children looked on in terror.

"Daddy, save me..." Liu Zhengfeng's daughter cried out to him, her voice trembling.

Seeing this, Liu Zhengfeng felt as if struck by lightning.

"It's true, everything Lord Su said was true. Zuo Lengchan really intends to wipe out my entire family..."

At this moment, Liu Zhengfeng finally believed what Su Chen had told him back then.

A wave of regret washed over him.

He regretted not believing Su Chen's words earlier, which led to this calamity.

However, he knew that now was not the time for regret.

The most pressing matter was to save his family.

"Fei Bin, if you dare to harm a single hair on my family's head, I will kill you," Liu Zhengfeng roared.

"Hmph, threatening me?" Fei Bin said dismissively. "I'll kill one for you to see today."

Saying this, he ordered the Mount Song disciples, "Kill his son first."

As the words fell, a Mount Song disciple fiercely swung his sword, about to strike down Liu Zhengfeng's son.

Liu Zhengfeng's eyes widened in fury, and as he tried to rush forward to save him, Fei Bin blocked him.

Watching his son about to be brutally killed, Liu Zhengfeng gritted his teeth until they almost bled, but he was helpless.

Fei Bin's martial arts were comparable to his own, and he couldn't defeat Fei Bin in a short time.

Just then, Abbess Dingyi, who had been watching, could no longer stand it and intervened.

While she disliked Liu Zhengfeng's association with the Demonic Cult, she disliked the Mount Song Sect's actions of harming wives and children and killing innocents even more.

"Stop!" Abbess Dingyi shouted, raising her hand to strike the Mount Song disciple.

At that moment, another figure appeared – it was Pagoda Hand Ding Mian.

Ding Mian casually pushed aside the Mount Song disciple and met Abbess Dingyi's palm with his own.

Caught off guard, Abbess Dingyi was forced back several steps, spitting blood.

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