The Master's Dignity Damaged, Chunxia Saves Face; Sword Sect Besieges, Madam in Peril!

After parting ways long ago, Wang Long had shaken off his pursuers. He knew nothing of feng shui or miscellaneous arts, nor did he have experience entering tombs. Not knowing where to go, he could only run about blindly, hoping to reunite with Li Xian, Lin Aoshang, and Han Qingxiao.

Yet despite searching bitterly, he could never find their traces. Instead, he first happened upon members of the Five-Mountain Sword Alliance, including He Wentian... At the time, Wang Long thought, I may know the Five-Mountain Sword Alliance, but they do not know me. If I go meet them and expose He Wentian's crimes, I may not be able to explain it clearly. And He Wentian has a tongue like a reed flute; with my own gift of gab... I fear I cannot out-argue him.

So he fled elsewhere, intending to wait for an opportunity. Yet he accidentally exposed his whereabouts, drawing pursuit from Five-Mountain Sword Sect disciples and Flying Dragon City soldiers. Wang Long fought his way out several times and narrowly escaped each time, but he was badly wounded.

In his panic, he fled into the corpse-soldier grounds. The pursuers knew this was a forbidden place. Without orders, anyone entering would certainly be beheaded. Thus, they stopped pursuing him. They also knew the place was thick with Yin Qi; staying within for long would mean certain death.

They sealed off the entrance and stationed guards there. The sword sect disciples returned the way they had come to join the elders and explore deeper into the tomb. Who could have expected the military camp to suddenly suffer an enemy attack? Those guarding the sealed entrance had no choice but to return to provide support, only to be wiped out in one stroke as well.

Wang Long sneaked into the corpse-storage