Yue Buqun Could Never Have Taught a Disciple Like This

But scene after scene left him utterly horrified.

A young man of distinctive bearing stood there, treasured sword in hand, charging left and right as though no one else existed!

Wherever he passed, it was as if a killing god had swept through. No fewer than six people had their throats pierced and collapsed into pools of blood!

Feng Buping, Cong Buqi, Ding Mian, and the others had hastily defended themselves, yet they were still forced back step by step by his sword.

By his strength alone.

He had driven an entire group into retreat, all the way out of the reception hall.

"Who is he?!"

Cheng Buyou was shocked and trembling. Having lost too much blood, he had not died only because his deep inner strength was stubbornly keeping him alive. But these scenes shattered his fantasy of survival. His body went numb and limp, and with a thud, he dropped to his knees before slowly toppling over.

How could I be so unlucky as to run into a killing god like this?

How could the Mount Hua Sect possess such an expert?! He is far more formidable than even Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze!

Who exactly is he?!

Filled with unwillingness, terror, rage, frustration, and regret, Cheng Buyou was slowly swallowed by darkness.

He did not want to die!

Had he known earlier that the Mount Hua Sect had such an expert, he would never have followed Ding Mian and the others here to force Yue Buqun to step down and yield his position to the worthy!

Ding Mian and Lu Bai of the Mount Song Sect have led me astray!

Cheng Buyou, a Sword Sect disciple and a master of his generation, perished just like that.

He died with his eyes unclosed!

His eyes were wide open, staring fixedly in Ding Mian's direction. Clearly, he harbored deep hatred for Ding Mian and the others.

"Cheng Buyou!"

Cong Buqi had an ordinary-looking face, but his small eyes gave him a rather sinister air. Seeing Cheng Buyou die, his heart shook violently. He stared at Ji Shu in disbelief.

"Y-you, who exactly are you?!"

His voice trembled faintly.

If Ji Shu's earlier sword thrust had been aimed at him, could he have blocked it? Most likely, he would have ended up just like Cheng Buyou. At that thought, his liver and gallbladder quivered, and lingering fear filled his heart!

"Ji Shu."

Ji Shu flicked the treasured sword in his hand, shaking the blood from its tip onto the ground. Turmoil churned endlessly in his heart, and he found it difficult to calm down. After all, this was his first time killing someone. The fact that he could force himself to stand here calmly was already no easy feat.

His hands and feet felt somewhat numb, his stomach churned, and bitterness filled his mouth. He did not dare look directly at those he had killed.

These were the aftereffects of killing for the first time.

He felt terribly uncomfortable. If not for the ten grueling years he had endured in the Blue Star world, which had tempered his mental fortitude into something fairly resilient, he definitely would not have been able to hold on right now. He would most likely have fainted.

He took several deep breaths and frantically circulated his Internal Cultivation Method. His inner strength surged through his body, suppressing the discomfort, and only then did he feel somewhat better.

He was not a born killer.

The reason he had been able to charge out at Ning Zhongze and the others' critical moment and kill six or seven people within a few breaths was also because his swordsmanship was strange, ingenious, and supreme. Every move and stance had been created for killing!

The Righteous Qi Sword, forged by melding more than forty sword arts together, had already become an entirely new Killing Sword Style!

Once the sword was drawn, blood would surely be spilled!

It was not that Ji Shu wanted to kill. Rather, in that desperate moment, once his sword was executed perfectly, it was bound to wound and kill!

But no one else knew that, so they all stared at Ji Shu in utter shock.

"Ji Shu?!"

Ding Mian stepped forward. He was the Mount Song Sect's "Pagoda Hand," Zuo Lengchan's second junior brother, and the foremost of the Thirteen Protectors of Mount Song!

A towering man in appearance, he held a treasured sword still dripping with blood and watched Ji Shu with a guarded expression.

"Which sect are you from, sir? This is an internal matter of our Five Peaks Sword Sect. Please refrain from interfering at will!"

Six Mount Song disciples and one Sword Sect expert had died.

Ding Mian did not even dare accuse him, because he could not make out Ji Shu's origins.

He was asking only to probe him.

Not only Ding Mian—even Yue Buqun and the others stared at Ji Shu with uncertain, astonished expressions.

"Where did this expert come from? Why would he help our Mount Hua Sect?!"

Yue Buqun was utterly bewildered. Since when had their Mount Hua Sect hidden such an expert?

Lu Dayou stood behind Yue Buqun, staring blankly at Ji Shu. He rubbed his eyes, and after confirming several times that he was not seeing things, he could not help sucking in a cold breath as he stood frozen in place.

Ning Zhongze, meanwhile, was overjoyed.

Yue Lingshan even ran over behind Ji Shu with quick steps, looking as proud as if she shared in his glory.

"I am an Inner Sect disciple of the Mount Hua Sect."

Ji Shu did not hide anything. "You people are slaughtering others in my Mount Hua. Why can't I intervene?!"

"You are an Inner Sect disciple of the Mount Hua Sect?!"

Ding Mian looked as though he had heard the greatest joke in the world.

"How is that possible?!"

Yes. How was that possible?!

Yue Buqun was dumbfounded as well. His Mount Hua Sect had an Inner Sect disciple with skills this heaven-defying?! How did he not know about it?!

Wait!

That young man had just said his name was Ji Shu?

Could it be...

Yue Buqun looked toward Yue Lingshan. Seeing her standing there as proudly as a little peacock spreading its tail, he became even more uncertain and did not dare think further.

That was absolutely impossible!

Shan'er's skills were only half a bucket. How could she possibly have taught such a terrifying, heaven-defying disciple? What kind of joke was this!

"..."

Lu Dayou was completely petrified. It was confirmed! This was that new disciple who had called him Sixth Martial Uncle and whom he had looked down on?! But this fellow—this, this, this—how could his cultivation be so terrifying?!

Lu Dayou was frightened stiff!

Feng Buping stepped forward. Dressed in a gray robe, with sharp eyes and a righteous expression, he looked at Ji Shu and said,

"Your swordsmanship is astonishing. Within it, I saw traces of many Mount Hua Sword Sect sword arts! Yue Buqun of Mount Hua could never have taught a disciple like you. Who is your master?"

"My master is Yue Lingshan."

"Who is Yue Lingshan?"

Feng Buping said solemnly, "Please come out and meet me. Since I, Feng Buping of the Sword Sect, have lost to the sword of Senior Yue Lingshan's disciple, from this day onward, I will leave Mount Hua and never set foot on Mount Hua again. Before I descend the mountain, I wish to meet this senior. I suspect she is an expert of my Sword Sect!"

"..."

Yue Lingshan blushed in embarrassment and hurriedly retreated behind Ning Zhongze, shrinking her head back and not daring to come out and face anyone.

She was proud to have a "disciple" like Ji Shu.

At the same time, she felt ashamed to be Ji Shu's "master"!

With her half-bucket ability, how could she possibly be qualified to be Ji Shu's master? She did not dare casually claim this "credit"!

"...!!"

Yue Buqun was completely dumbfounded.

He looked at Yue Lingshan, then at Ji Shu, his face blank.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What did I see? What did I hear?

That day, Yue Buqun's emotions rose and fell to the very extreme!

By now, he even suspected that he was hallucinating! His daughter had actually taught an unrivaled master of the sword path! And in just a few short days?!

Yue Buqun would not have dared dream of such a thing!

Could this be reality?! Could it be true?!

"Yue Lingshan?!"

As the Vice Sect Leader of the Mount Song Sect and one of the Thirteen Protectors, Tang Ying'e knew more than most. He looked at Yue Buqun's expression, then at Yue Lingshan's demeanor, and a bolt of Startling Thunder Flash streaked through his mind.

He was stunned!