Unexpected, Whiteboard Fiend

In Hengyang City, at an inn.

Ren Yingying and Xiang Wentian were temporarily staying here.

Xiang Wentian said, "I've confirmed that the Nameless Swordsman is currently inside Liu Zhengfeng's manor."

"However, Zuo Lengchan has also arrived with his men..."

"It seems that swordsman is about to face a fierce battle..."

Ren Yingying leaned by the window, looking at the street, her expression calm, revealing no hint of her emotions.

"Let's see if he can survive Zuo Lengchan first after he succeeds."

"If he can't even get past Zuo Lengchan, inviting him to join us won't be of much use."

Xiang Wentian nodded, said no more, and then left the inn, heading towards the vicinity of Liu Manor to monitor the situation.

Elsewhere in Hengyang City.

A disciple of the Sun Moon Holy Cult hurried over.

"Elder Tong, your subordinate has found the whereabouts of the black-clothed swordsman. He is inside Liu Manor."

Tong Baixiong nodded, then instructed, "Continue to monitor him. There's no need to intervene."

This was according to Dongfang Bubai's instructions.

If the black-clothed swordsman had the ability to survive Zuo Lengchan, then they should extend an olive branch and recruit him into the Sun Moon Holy Cult.

If he didn't have that ability, then unfortunately, the Sun Moon Holy Cult didn't need weaklings.

At Liu Manor, Qu Yang arrived alone.

"Brother Qu, why have you come at this time?" Liu Zhengfeng welcomed Qu Yang into the manor and asked.

"What, are you disgusted that I'm a Demonic Cult Cultist and want to distance yourself from me?" Qu Yang joked.

Liu Zhengfeng's expression turned serious. "Brother Qu, I've known you for a long time. I've always considered you dear friends and family. How could I be disgusted by your background..."

As he spoke, a hint of melancholy appeared on his face. "It's just that Zuo Lengchan is leading his men to attack right now. I can't guarantee if I'll survive."

"It's too dangerous for you to come at this time."

"I don't want to drag you down and lose our lives together."

"Brother Qu, hurry and leave before Zuo Lengchan's men arrive."

"If I'm lucky enough to survive, I'll come find you, and we can play music together..."

"Enough!"

The more Qu Yang listened, the uglier his expression became, and finally, he directly interrupted Liu Zhengfeng.

He stared at Liu Zhengfeng, his gaze intense, his voice stern. "Liu Zhengfeng, in my eyes, am I the kind of person who fears death and abandons friends?"

"To tell you the truth, I didn't think of leaving alive when I came here today."

"If I can play a piece of music with you, what does it matter if I die!"

Qu Yang's words were powerful and resonant, and Liu Zhengfeng was deeply moved.

In this Jianghu, how many people were willing to face death with him?

He looked up at Qu Yang, his eyes filled with tears. "Brother Qu..."

Qu Yang met Liu Zhengfeng's gaze with equal passion.

For a moment, the camaraderie between the two was palpable.

But then, a cough came from the side.

Liu Zhengfeng was startled and turned to look. He saw his senior brother, Mo Da, standing in the corridor watching them.

Mo Da looked at Qu Yang and praised, "Your righteousness is as vast as the heavens. I admire you."

"If I can survive this battle, I will also join you and play a song together."

As Mo Da spoke, he reached out and patted his back.

Mo Da did not have much prejudice against Qu Yang, this so-called Demonic Cult Cultist.

Instead, through this incident, he felt a degree of admiration for Qu Yang.

To be willing to accompany a friend to the underworld, such a feat, let alone among the Demonic Cult, even among the righteous sects of the Jianghu, how many could achieve it?

This current Jianghu was already very topsy-turvy.

Neither righteous nor demonic.

Qu Yang let out a hearty laugh and replied, "Then I shall await Mr. Mo Da's joining."

Mo Da nodded, then looked at Liu Zhengfeng and said, "Someone is looking for you at the back door."

Liu Zhengfeng nodded, then went to the back door.

At this moment, five or six people were waiting at the back door of Liu Manor, escorting a large cart.

The person leading them was wearing a plain long gown, his face covered in wrinkles like ravines.

Liu Zhengfeng looked them over and realized he didn't recognize any of them.

"Who are you gentlemen?"

"My dear brother Liu, it's me. I've brought the silver taels," the man with gullies-like wrinkles replied.

This person was Yue Buqun, disguised.

At this moment, Liu Zhengfeng understood his identity.

After a moment's thought, he figured out the reason for Yue Buqun's disguise.

Although Yue Buqun was also preparing to confront Zuo Lengchan, neither of them could guarantee victory in this battle.

Therefore, Yue Buqun didn't want to reveal his identity and wanted to leave a fallback.

If things went south, he could escape in time without implicating the Mount Hua Sect.

Liu Zhengfeng completely understood Yue Buqun's actions.

Thus, he didn't say anything more.

"Follow me."

Upon arriving in the courtyard of Liu Manor, Yue Buqun unloaded the silver taels.

Then he said to Liu Zhengfeng and the others, "When I was coming, I heard news that people from the Mount Song Sect have already come to Hengyang City.

"It is said that Zuo Lengchan is personally leading the team this time, with the Mount Song Protectors all mobilized, and hundreds of elite disciples accompanying them."

As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang, and Mo Da's faces showed solemn expressions.

The force that Mount Song had brought this time was too immense.

Zuo Lengchan was a genuine Grandmaster realm expert.

The remaining ten Protectors were all Minor Grandmaster realm experts.

On their side, even if Su Chen was also a Grandmaster and could contend with Zuo Lengchan, Mo Da, Yue Buqun, Liu Zhengfeng, and Qu Yang combined were only four Minor Grandmasters.

It would be too difficult to contend with ten Minor Grandmasters.

The disparity in strength was too great, and for a moment, Liu Zhengfeng and the others were filled with gloom.

After a long silence, Mo Da suddenly spoke, "Thinking about these things now is meaningless.

"The hatred between us and Zuo Lengchan is already irreconcilable. Even if we were willing to stop, he would still kill us.

"Therefore, there is only one path left: to fight to the death."

"That's right, Sect Leader Mo is correct," Qu Yang agreed. "Even if we die, we must tear off a piece of flesh from Zuo Lengchan, to let him know that he is not qualified to monopolize this martial world.

Yue Buqun also said, "If Mr. Su's strength is sufficiently powerful to kill Zuo Lengchan first, then there is still hope of winning this battle."

As soon as he said this, the few of them simultaneously turned their heads to look in the direction of the guest room.

The person inside was their only reliance.

At the same time, a troop of people entered Hengyang City with great momentum.

These were the Mount Song forces led by Zuo Lengchan.

And within the Mount Song contingent, there was an unexpected figure.

This was an old man with a face like a blank slate and a gaunt figure.

It was none other than the master of the Qinghai One-Eyed Owl, the evil sect expert, the Whiteboard Fiend.

As Zuo Lengchan advanced, his gaze swept over the Whiteboard Fiend, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"With the Whiteboard Fiend's assistance, even that black-clothed swordsman, if he is also a Grandmaster, will not escape death."

That's right, after Zuo Lengchan sent his message to the Qinghai One-Eyed Owl, he also sent a message to the Whiteboard Fiend, inviting him to help.

And the Whiteboard Fiend was also an out-and-out Grandmaster realm expert.

Although Zuo Lengchan was domineering and arrogant, he was not a fool.

He knew that it would be more secure for two Grandmaster realm experts to act together.

The Mount Song group's momentum was immense. As soon as they entered Hengyang City, they attracted the attention of many martial artists within the city.

Lao Denuo, who had secretly slipped away from the Mount Hua team earlier, also found Zuo Lengchan at the first opportunity.

Zuo Lengchan inquired about the black-clothed swordsman from Lao Denuo, then sent him away, ordering him to continue hiding within Mount Hua.

In Zuo Lengchan's opinion, Lao Denuo was not yet ready to be exposed.

By letting him continue to infiltrate the Mount Hua Sect, he could play a greater role in the future.

However, neither Zuo Lengchan nor Lao Denuo were aware of this.

Su Chen had already sold the information that Lao Denuo was a mole to Yue Buqun for five thousand silver taels.

After sending Lao Denuo away, Zuo Lengchan directly led his men towards Liu Manor.