Xiao Xiang Night Rain: Impossible, Absolutely Impossible

"I appreciate the care and concern of my senior brothers and sisters, but if I were to turn against them for my own selfish reasons, I would not be worthy of being friends with Brother Qu Yang."

Liu Zhengfeng pleaded with the group.

"I am doing this precisely to show that I have no selfish motives, and also to prove that Brother Qu Yang has no other intentions. We have already agreed to Washing Hands in a Golden Basin and stay away from all the troubles of the martial world. I will wait until noon tomorrow. After I Washing Hands in a Golden Basin, I will no longer be a member of the martial world. What does it matter whether I follow the righteous path or the demonic path?"

Abbess Dingyi could only sigh.

Daoist Master Tianmen was seething with anger.

Normally, he would have given Liu Zhengfeng a good scolding as well.

Now that he has just learned that Zuo Lengchan may be doing some shady business in secret, he feels confused and can no longer stand on the moral high ground.

"Who goes there!"

Ji Boying snorted coldly, his sleeves twitching slightly.

A cold glint flashed in the dim light of the Liu residence.

"Laugh!"

A loud whooshing sound cut through the air.

Then a flash of fire appeared on the outer wall of the flower hall.

A clear, long metallic buzzing sound rang out and lingered for a long time.

"Ding~"

Before anyone could react, Ji Boying had already launched a hidden weapon at the spy in the darkness.

Qu Feiyan's big, bright eyes stared wide into the darkness.

Her pretty face was full of worry, as if she feared it was her grandfather.

The young man from the Mount Hua Sect in front of me has an exceptionally high level of martial arts skills, and his hidden weapons are also incredibly sophisticated.

Qu Yang's signature skill was the Black Blood Divine Needles.

As his granddaughter, she naturally has considerable knowledge about hidden weapons.

Such swift and powerful concealed weapons are truly difficult to defend against.

If Qu Feiyan hadn't been standing right behind Ji Boying, she wouldn't have felt a single movement of his sleeve.

The word "hidden" in "hidden weapon" truly captures the essence of the art.

A long, drawn-out sigh came from outside the courtyard wall.

It was a voice that Liu Zhengfeng and the others were quite familiar with.

Then came a melodious and poignant Erhu tune.

A thin, eccentric old man then appeared.

The sword is hidden within the zither, and the sword's sound is emanating from the zither; this is none other than Mr. Mo Da of Xiao Xiang Night Rain.

"Senior brother..."

Liu Zhengfeng's tone was complicated, and his face showed shame.

The old man Mr. Mo Da, with his withered face, walked slowly forward in the dim light, and then cupped his hands in greeting to Yue Buqun and the others.

"Fool, fool! You want to Washing Hands in a Golden Basin underworld and stay out of trouble? It's not that easy..."

"The web of the martial world is not something you can escape just because you want to avoid getting caught in it."

Mr. Mo Da's inexplicable remark left Liu Zhengfeng completely bewildered.

"Senior brother?"

To outsiders, it seemed that Mr. Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng were at odds, but in reality, it wasn't that serious.

However, the two had different personalities. Mr. Mo Da disliked worldly affairs and was elusive, appearing only briefly in passing.

Despite being the head of the Mount Heng Sect, he had little presence in the sect. In contrast, his junior brother Liu Zhengfeng was very successful in managing worldly affairs, which naturally led others to believe that there was a power struggle between them.

The biggest disagreement between these two fellow apprentices actually lies in music theory.

Liu Zhengfeng enjoys playing the xiao (vertical flute) and appreciates Qu Yang's playing of the Guqin Qu Yang. They play "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" together.

It is truly a refined and elegant art.

Mr. Mo Da, with his Erhu playing in one hand and his dejected appearance, exuded misery wherever he went.

It seems only suitable for funeral occasions, truly belonging to the common people.

That's all the disagreement the two had.

Mo Da walked into the flower hall, ignoring everyone else, but couldn't help but glance at Ji Boying a few more times.

Mr. Mo Da looked rustic and miserable.

But in truth, he was a man with a certain arrogance in his heart, and upon seeing a young hero like Ji Boying, he naturally couldn't help but take a closer look.

"I think you should Washing Hands in a Golden Basin and pack your bags tonight, take your family and go out to sea."

"Senior Brother Mo?"

"Senior brother?"

Everyone present looked puzzled.

Only Ji Boying and Yue Buqun remained calm.

Qu Feiyan, who was hiding behind Ji Boying, secretly poked her little head out and rolled her big, clear black and white eyes around.

It was clear that she already had a guess in her mind.

Mr. Mo Da did not explain much.

"Just because you Washing Hands in a Golden Basin and tried it out, the whole world seems to have been shaken. There must be two or three thousand martial arts practitioners gathered in the small Hengshan City. Do you really think that all these people are your friends, Third Master Liu? That they are all here to congratulate you?"

Liu Zhengfeng was taken aback.

"My friendship with Brother Qu Yang is something that others shouldn't know."

Mr. Mo Da sighed as he looked at his shrewd junior brother.

Indeed, the more worldly things you have in your mind, the less clear your mind becomes.

Although her own music was of a common and uncommon style, compared to Liu Zhengfeng, her musical understanding was more profound.

"If you can't even hide it from me, who else do you think you can hide it from?"

Liu Zhengfeng was speechless. The three old Daoist priests from the Mount Tai Sect all looked astonished, and Abbess Dingyi also looked surprised and doubtful.

Has this matter become known to the whole world?

They were all top sects in the martial arts world, known for their excellent information network, but now they felt as if they were out of touch with the martial arts world, and many things happened that they couldn't understand at all.

"Does the Master mean that someone is secretly plotting against Junior Brother Liu?"

Abbess Dingyi asked in confusion.

Mr. Mo Da simply raised his chin and looked at Yue Buqun and Ji Boying.

"I don't know whether someone is plotting against my junior brother in secret, or if they're targeting the Mount Heng Sect..."

Liu Zhengfeng was greatly surprised and felt he deserved to die.

"Senior brother, which powerful figure has junior brother offended?"

Mr. Mo Da simply sighed, without turning his head, and stared into the eyes of Yue Buqun and Ji Boying, their eyes meeting.

He slowly began to speak, "Who knows which powerful figure you've offended? Or has our Mount Heng Sect offended a powerful figure from the Sun Moon Divine Cult, or perhaps...?"

"... Alliance Leader Zuo."

Before Mo Da could finish speaking, Yue Buqun interrupted him.

"What?"

The Mount Tai Sect and Hengshan Sect, who had already guessed what was going on, had not yet spoken.

Still clinging to illusions and unable to believe it, Liu Zhengfeng felt as if struck by lightning, his head spinning.

However, some people were already quite surprised and voiced their doubts on their behalf.

Upon closer inspection, it was Ji Boying stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

Ji Boying stared at his master, Yue Buqun, in disbelief.

"Master... Master, what... what do you mean by that? Aren't we... aren't we... the Five Great Mountains Sword Sects all one family, bound by blood?"

"Zuo Lengchan is highly respected and devoted to our Five Great Mountains Sword Sects. He is also extremely skilled in martial arts and always takes the lead in battles against the Demonic Cult Sect. He is a role model for all disciples of our Five Great Mountains Sword Sects... These... aren't these the words that Master taught his disciples?"

"How could this be...? Impossible... Absolutely impossible!"