Qingcheng Sect's Downfall

In a tavern outside Fuzhou City.

Hao Shuai sat casually on a chair, drinking wine. Besides the tea stall "father and daughter," there was no one else in the tavern at this moment.

Oh, and a gasping person on the ground!

After Hao Shuai finished a few small dishes and a pot of wine, a sound of horse hooves suddenly approached from afar. In a short while, over a dozen horses charged into the tavern.

The newcomers dismounted upon entering the tavern and surrounded Hao Shuai. Seeing that they were all dressed as members of the Qingcheng Sect, with a short man leading them, Hao Shuai knew the people he was waiting for had arrived.

He stood up and addressed the leader: "Seeing your short stature, you must be Qingcheng's shorty Yu!"

Yu Canghai was furious upon hearing this. Due to his physical defect, he was naturally shorter than others, a lifelong taboo. After achieving mastery in martial arts and becoming the sect leader of the Qingcheng Sect, no one dared to mention it. Now, someone had exposed his flaw to his face.

"Very good! Kid, you're seeking death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, disregarding any pretense of being a dignified master, he drew his sword and thrust it forward. His body moved with the sword, and within ten paces, he reached Hao Shuai in an instant.

"Sect Leader Yu, you're not tall, but your tone is quite arrogant. Who dies is yet to be determined!" Hao Shuai took a large step, drew the silver spear stuck in the ground, and his body crossed several yards. At the same time, the silver spear in his hand shot out like an arrow.

"Bang!"

This spear was as fast as lightning, emitting a sharp sonic boom. The spear tip directly hit the sword tip. Because Yu Canghai was a bit complacent at first and didn't use his full strength, he immediately felt as if his long sword had struck an iron plate. The phản lực almost made him drop his sword, and he lost the initiative.

Hao Shuai pressed his advantage relentlessly. The tip of his silver spear vibrated, emitting a piercing whine. Every thrust targeted Yu Canghai's vital points. Yu Canghai was suppressed, unable to counterattack, and could only rely on his Qinggong to block and parry, looking quite disheveled.

At the last moment, Yu Canghai used a move called "donkey roll" to escape Hao Shuai's attack range.

Hao Shuai did not pursue. Yu Canghai had not yet used his internal energy, and Hao Shuai wanted to know the difference between the peak of Hua Jin and internal energy cultivation. The first-rate master Yu Canghai was the perfect test subject.

From the start of their exchange to Yu Canghai's embarrassed retreat took less than a blink of an eye. By the time the onlookers from the Qingcheng Sect and Lao Dean reacted, Yu Canghai had already closed in again.

This time, a white glow flickered on Yu Canghai's sword as he swept it out. Hao Shuai's Blood Essence surged, concentrating his strength to a single point. His spear moved like a swimming dragon, carrying a spiral force, directly colliding with Yu Canghai's long sword.

Hummm—

The spear and the sword collided, but there was no sound of metal striking metal.

In an instant, the spear seemed to roll as if oiled. The spear tip trembled, carrying a peculiar spiral-like force, directly flicking the sword away. It transformed into a venomous snake, lunging towards Yu Canghai's throat.

Yu Canghai instantly felt as if he were being targeted by a venomous snake, his hair standing on end. He could almost feel the coldness of the spear tip at his neck. In that moment, his internal energy circulated wildly, and his body flashed as he retreated rapidly.

This time, Hao Shuai did not hold back. He pursued his victory, changing his spear thrust into a chop, smashing down directly onto Yu Canghai's left arm.

"Crack"

Yu Canghai's left arm snapped. With a slight flick of Hao Shuai's wrist, the spear moved like a swimming dragon. Before Yu Canghai could retreat, the spear tip, like a venomous snake, bit onto his throat.

Pfft—

It sounded like piercing a water bag.

Hot blood sprayed out.

A strange silence fell over the scene.

Hao Shuai held the spear in one hand, lifting Yu Canghai's corpse high, impaling it in mid-air.

Bang—

Hao Shuai flicked his wrist, throwing the corpse to the ground.

Immediately, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he charged into the Qingcheng Sect crowd.

At this moment, the Qingcheng Sect members were still in shock over Yu Canghai's death and could not organize any effective resistance. Even if they did, it would only be a matter of dying sooner or later.

Soon, after the last two or three fleeing Qingcheng disciples were killed by Hao Shuai throwing his spear, the only ones left breathing in the entire tavern were Hao Shuai and Lao Dean.

The entire Qingcheng Sect, except for those stationed in Sichuan, had their elite disciples and sect leader all die in Fujian. The Qingcheng Sect could be considered removed from the martial arts world.

Poor Yu Canghai, his first-rate martial arts not fully displayed, encountered Hao Shuai's close-combat National Martial Arts style. He probably died with his eyes wide open!

After all, if Yu Canghai had maintained his distance from Hao Shuai, fought with Qinggong and sword energy, or even fled if he couldn't win, Hao Shuai would have had no choice but to use Psychic Power.

Hao Shuai looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and felt a bit nauseous, but he suppressed it. This was the first time Hao Shuai had made such a bloody scene. Before, he used Psychic Power, and his enemies usually died more peacefully and intact.

However, Hao Shuai would eventually encounter such scenes, even more gruesome and bloody ones. He could only force himself to adapt.

After suppressing his nausea, Hao Shuai walked to Yu Canghai's corpse, squatted down, and reached into the corpse. He found two books in its chest: "Pine Wind Swordplay" and "Heartbreak Palm." He did not see the Qingcheng Sect's internal energy cultivation manual.

As for his act of looting the corpse, it was a habit Hao Shuai developed from playing games. He didn't intend to change it. It wasn't him doing it anyway, but Tang Bohu.

Having completed his looting, Hao Shuai stood up and looked at Yue Lingshan and Lao Dean, who were still pretending to be ordinary civilians. He couldn't help but laugh, "Stop pretending to be scared. Lao Dean's act is somewhat believable, but Miss Yue Lingshan, what are you acting? Your acting is so bad!"

What was acting?

Hao Shuai ignored the bewildered pair and walked towards them.

Now that Hao Shuai had wiped out the Qingcheng Sect, his goal of resolving the Lin Pingzhi family's disaster was complete. Only one other goal remained—to kidnap Yue Lingshan and have her father, Sect Leader Yue Buqun, exchange her for the Purple Haze Divine Skill.

A beautiful young woman for a copy of the Purple Haze Divine Skill. Old Yue should be willing to make the trade. If it wasn't enough, Hao Shuai planned to throw in a copy of the Bixie Sword Manual.

After all, in the original story, Old Yue eventually practiced the Bixie Sword Manual.

Was a Yue Buqun who didn't castrate himself still Yue Buqun!!

Hao Shuai arrived in front of Yue Lingshan and the other. He ignored Lao Dean and focused his gaze on Yue Lingshan, who was disguised as a village girl.

A smile played on his lips, and he beckoned to her.

Yue Lingshan's face was expressionless, but her eyes held three parts anger, two parts shock, and five parts fear as she approached Hao Shuai and asked, "What are your orders, sir?"

It seems Yue Lingshan's acting skills are truly lacking! She's comparable to those green-screen masters of later generations! It must be difficult for Lao Dean to act with such a terrible teammate.

"I now declare that Yue Lingshan, as the daughter of the Mount Hua Sect leader, you have been kidnapped by me! Come with me!" Hao Shuai, too lazy to comment on Yue Lingshan's acting, stated his intentions directly.

As soon as Hao Shuai spoke, Yue Lingshan and the other person were stunned once again.

Still, Yue Lingshan's acting was poor and her experience shallow. Before she could even think of a response, Lao Dean, who was full of acting experience and had been undercover for a long time, coughed and chuckled, "Sir, you jest. My daughter is hardly the Mount Hua Sect leader's daughter. Sir, you must have mistaken her for someone else?"

"You don't need to explain to me. Just tell the great leader Yue that I'll be waiting for him in Fuzhou City for seven days. If I don't see him after seven days, then I'll have to visit him on Mount Hua in a year with Yue Lingshan, as a family of three." Hao Shuai directly interrupted Lao Dean. Without waiting for Lao Dean to argue, he took the indignant captive, Yue Lingshan, and returned to Fuzhou City.

As for how Lao Dean would contact Old Yue, that wasn't his concern. He figured that the various sects would have their own unique methods of communication, and Hao Shuai wasn't worried that Lao Dean wouldn't contact Old Yue.

After all, Yue Lingshan had come out with him to handle affairs. If something happened to Yue Lingshan while he remained unharmed, he probably wouldn't be able to stay in the Mount Hua Sect anymore, and then he wouldn't be able to complete his undercover mission.

Therefore, Hao Shuai knew that Lao Dean would do his utmost to contact Old Yue to redeem Yue Lingshan.