[Wuxia] The Soul of a Great Hero (Complete) - 23

[Chapter 25] Intrigue and

the Feast at Hongmen
Upon returning to the inn, Hua Yunlong saw Meng Weilian, the leader of the Xuanming Sect's Heavenly Secrets Altar, waiting at the entrance. Meng Weilian greeted him with a fist and palm salute, saying, "It's getting late, Young Master Hua, shall we set off now?"
Several black-robed sect members led horses, one of which was jet black, without a single stray hair, about twelve feet long from head to tail, its head held high and hooves kicking, exceptionally magnificent. Hua Yunlong exclaimed, "What a fine horse!"
Meng Weilian said, "This 'Black Cloud Covering Snow' is the sect leader's most beloved steed, specially chosen to welcome Young Master Hua. This shows how much our sect leader values you." Hua
Yunlong took a closer look and indeed saw that the horse's four hooves were snow-white. Smiling silently, he gracefully mounted. Such fine horses recognize their masters and do not allow strangers to ride them. As soon as Hua Yunlong was on the horse's back, it let out a long neigh, its front hooves buckling and its back arching violently, trying to throw Hua Yunlong off. That neigh was loud and deafening. "Black Cloud Covering Snow" was a dragon among horses; with this display of power, all other ordinary horses bowed their heads and trembled in fear.
Meng Weiqian thought to himself, "Let's see how you subdue it..." He knew that with their unparalleled martial arts skills, even if "Black Cloud Covering Snow" was powerful, they could ultimately subdue it. However, to subdue it calmly and gracefully was no simple matter.
Unexpectedly, Hua Yunlong had already discerned their intentions. His "Dragon" was a renowned Akhal-Teke breed, and he was quite experienced in subduing such divine steeds. He nimbly mounted the horse, his legs gripping its belly tightly. With a surge of true energy, the "Black Cloud Snow Cover" felt as if it were carrying Mount Tai on its back, bobbing twice but
remaining completely still. Knowing that this man was not to be trifled with, it let out a long neigh and charged forward. In the blink of an eye, Hua Yunlong landed swiftly, grabbing the horse's neck with both hands and pressing down. The "Black Cloud Snow Cover" struggled fiercely, kicking up a cloud of dust, but could not move an inch. After a long stalemate, the deafening roar of "Dark Clouds Covering Snow" gradually weakened. Hua Yunlong shouted, "Beast, you still won't submit?"
He secretly added twenty percent of his true power, and "Dark Clouds Covering Snow" suddenly let out a deafening roar, struggling violently for a while before gradually weakening and finally giving up completely, shaking its head and wagging its tail in a begging manner. Instantly, cheers erupted from all around. Meng Weiqian secretly admired him, stroking his beard and smiling, "Young Master Hua, your skill is truly impressive. Apart from our sect leader, no one else has been able to subdue this steed so easily."
Hua Yunlong, without blushing or panting, calmly replied, "My horsemanship is rudimentary; I have made a fool of myself in front of experts."
Meng Weiqian said no more, mounted his horse, and several Xuanming sect members also mounted. The group exited the city through the south gate. Hua Yunlong and Meng Weiqian rode side by side, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at a brothel. The manor, nestled in the woods, was unremarkable in appearance, indistinguishable from the residence of any other wealthy landowner. At this moment, the manor gates swung open, and on either side of the path leading from the main hall to the gate stood twenty or thirty burly men in purple robes, each carrying a torch aloft, illuminating the courtyard as if it were daytime. A chilling silence hung
in the air, yet a menacing aura permeated the atmosphere. Hua Yunlong dismounted gracefully and was led away by members of the Xuanming Cult. Meng Weiqian cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Young Master Hua, please. My master has been waiting for you for a long time."
Hua Yunlong entered with a smile, when suddenly the burly men on the path shouted in unison, "Young Master Hua has arrived..." These fifty or sixty men were all exceptionally skilled, their voices powerful and resonant. Their shouts, like thunderclaps, were deafening. Especially for Hua Yunlong, alone in such a dangerous place, the shouts gave him a significant advantage.
Hua Yunlong, however, remained calm and composed, thinking to himself, "Since the Xuanming Sect claims to be different from ordinary gangs in the martial world, they probably won't test their skills with a sword formation." In a flash, he arrived before the altar in the main hall. There, he saw a man at the head of the steps, dressed in a long, bright red robe, with three tufts of black beard and a radiant complexion. Though he stood imposingly, his presence exuded a fierce and menacing aura,
like that of an eagle eyeing a tiger. Hua Yunlong knew that this could only be Gu Shibiao, who called himself the Nine-Bend Divine Lord. Gu Shibiao's cold, lightning-like gaze swept over Hua Yunlong, his eyes filled with a sinister and venomous hatred. Even with Hua Yunlong's courage, he felt a chill run down his spine, thinking, "I never imagined he harbored such deep hatred for my family." He composed himself, clasped his hands, and said loudly, "This junior, Hua Yunlong, pays homage to the Divine Lord." He addressed him as Divine Lord instead of Sect Leader, implying that he already knew Gu Shibiao's background.
Gu Shibiao suddenly laughed heartily and said, "Like father, like son! My old friend has descendants. I am immensely gratified." He bowed respectfully to the guest, and Hua Yunlong entered calmly, secretly alarmed by the deep and cunning nature of Gu Shibiao.
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The exterior of the hall was simple, but the interior was magnificent, with painted beams and carved pillars, resplendent in gold and jade. Glazed palace lanterns shone brightly, and soft red felt carpets covered the feet. A banquet table was set up, the tableware inlaid with silver and jade—an extravagant display, surpassing even that of an emperor. Hua Yunlong and Gu Shibiao took their seats as host and guest, and the others followed suit. Eight young men stood behind Gu Shibiao, among them the four Qiu Huas he had met before, clearly all disciples of Gu Shibiao. Gu Yibai, as mentioned, had vanished without a trace. Duanmu Shiliang, Meng Weiqian, and Dong Pengliang were also among those seated.
Gu Shibiao said, "Young Master Hua is exceptionally intelligent. Although I have tried to conceal my tracks, I believe I could not have hidden it from you." He paused, his gaze fixed on Hua Yunlong.
Hua Yunlong inwardly cried out, "Ashamed!" He smiled and said, "The Divine Lord's actions are unpredictable. I have pondered for a long time before I have finally grasped a clue."
Gu Shibiao slowly said, "Is Young Master Hua aware of the grudges between me and your family?"
Hua Yunlong raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Does the Divine Lord intend to settle old scores at this gathering?"
Gu Shibiao said indifferently, "I am not so unworthy."
Hua Yunlong's gaze swept over everyone at the table. He saw that the first person to Gu Shibiao's left was an elderly man in his fifties, with a long robe and a large frame. Below him were three elderly men with silver hair and beards and faces like babies. It seemed that Duanmu Yiliang, the head of the main altar, and Meng Weiqian, the head of the Heavenly Mystery Altar, were not important figures. He was secretly alarmed, thinking, "Judging from their gazes, they are all top-tier experts. This must only be a part of the Xuanming Sect." He then smiled and said, "Everyone here must be a master of their generation. Forgive my poor eyesight, I haven't been able to recognize everyone. Divine Lord, could you please introduce them?"
Gu Shibiao replied, "Of course." Gu Shibiao pointed to the first elderly man on the right, with white hair and a youthful face, and said, "This is the Recluse of Laoshan."
Hua Yunlong's expression changed, and he clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "So it's Senior Huang Xialing. I
've long admired your name." Huang Xialing, the Recluse of Laoshan, returned the greeting with a smile, saying, "Young Master Hua, you are a young hero, and I have long heard of your fame."
Hua Yunlong laughed, "Senior Huang, you seem to be seeking something more." Huang Xialing smiled calmly and did not reply.
Seeing that Huang Xialing, the "Hidden Elder of Laoshan," remained unmoved, Hua Yunlong knew that he was an extremely formidable opponent. However, Gu Shibiao introduced the following four individuals: Wu Dongchuan, the vice-leader; Zixiazi, an old Taoist in yellow robes; and two brothers, brothers known as the "Twin Monsters of Yinshan," both from beyond the borders. The remaining four were the leaders of the Xuanming Sect's main altar and the three altars of Heaven, Earth, and Man. Hua Yunlong already knew that Duanmu Shiliang and Meng Weiqian were the leaders of the Human Altar, and the other, a gaunt old man, was Cui Heng, the leader of the Earth Altar.
Hua Yunlong pondered, "From this perspective, the Xuanming Sect's strength surpasses that of the Nine Yin Sect and the Demonic Sect." Having finished the introductions, Hua Yunlong said loudly, "I am deeply honored to meet you all tonight. May I ask what brings you here, Divine Lord?"
Gu Shibiao replied, "Nothing much, but since Young Master Hua has spoken, I have a small matter to mention."
Hua Yunlong said, "Please speak, Divine Lord."
Gu Shibiao chuckled deeply and said, "My title of Divine Lord is inherited..." "Whom did you learn it from, Young Master Hua?"
Hua Yunlong laughed heartily and said, "Throughout history, there has only been one Nine-Bend Divine Lord, and I naturally know him."
Gu Shibiao sneered and said, "Now that I have acquired my late master's martial arts, I wonder if I, this Divine Lord, may inherit his legacy?"
Hua Yunlong said, "It is only right for a disciple to inherit his master's possessions." He secretly sneered, "Thinking back to that Nine-Bend Divine Lord, all his elixirs and secret manuals were plundered. You, Gu Shibiao, have the nerve to say you've inherited them? You've certainly had many masters."
But then Gu Shibiao said, "Since that's the case, I heard that my late master had a jade lotus seat that's now in your residence. I wonder if this deity could retrieve it?"
Hua Yunlong sensed the sarcasm in Gu Shibiao's words, implying that the Hua family had stolen something, and laughed, saying, "Of course, I can retrieve it, but I'm afraid it's too heavy."
Suddenly, Qiu Hua, the eldest brother standing behind Gu Shibiao, said coldly, "A mere jade lotus seat, is it heavier than Mount Tai? You're just spouting nonsense." Hua Yunlong stared at Gu Shibiao, smiling but remaining silent.
Gu Shibiao said sternly, "This is no place for you to speak. Shut up." Seeing his master's anger, Qiu Hua dared not utter a sound, only glaring hatefully at Hua Yunlong. Gu Shibiao's expression remained calm and composed. He smiled faintly and said, "Your family is filled with experts, and your father's martial arts are especially unparalleled. No one in the world can take away that Wenyu Lotus Seat."
By admitting that he couldn't take away the Wenyu Lotus Seat engraved with "Supreme Martial Arts Master," he was essentially admitting that he was still no match for the Hua family. The eight enemies of Hua were full of resentment but dared not speak. Hua Yunlong, however, felt that this former disciple of the Boundless Divine Lord, now the Nine-Bend Divine Lord Gu Shibiao, was truly a powerful and ruthless figure, quite unlike the arrogant and smug little man he had previously imagined. He became even more wary and smiled, "What I meant was not that."
Gu Shibiao said "Oh," and smiled, "This Divine Lord is greatly puzzled."
Hua Yunlong's sword-like eyebrows twitched, and he said loudly, "Does the Divine Lord know that the hearts of the people are heavier than Mount Hua?" Upon hearing this, Gu Shibiao's face suddenly darkened, and he remained silent for a long time.
Suddenly, the eighth Qiu Hua from the left sneered, "Your Hua family is hypocritical, deceiving your fellow martial artists into being loyal. What's there to be proud of?"
Hua Yunlong saw that Qiu Hua seemed to be the eighth Qiu Hua, his eyes gleaming. In a single glance, he could tell that Qiu Hua's skill surpassed that of his other fellow disciples. Gu Shibiao said, "Eighth Brother, how much skill do you possess to dare to make such a presumptuous comment? Quickly apologize to Young Master Hua."
Hua Yunlong thought to himself, "Judging from Gu Shibiao's tone, he clearly dotes on this young disciple. I fear he will repeat the mistakes of the Nine-Bend Divine Lord."
The eighth Qiu Hua suppressed his anger and cupped his hands, saying, "I am young and ignorant, please forgive me, Young Master Hua."
Hua Yunlong returned the greeting with a smile, saying, "The stones from other mountains can be used to correct mistakes. Our Hua family should indeed be more vigilant. What the Eighth Young Master said is like medicine." The eighth Qiu Hua's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he sneered through gritted teeth.
Gu Shibiao's cold gaze swept briefly across Hua Yunlong and his disciples, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly. None of his disciples could compare to the Hua family's scions. The Hua family's grandeur stemmed from the dignified and unassuming nature of the successive masters of Luoxia Manor; it was not something that could be forced. Hua Yunlong's free-spirited and unrestrained nature was simply the result of long-term cultivation. He also possessed exceptional talent; his dignified and imposing demeanor, and upright character, were natural. It was like entering a room filled with orchids without noticing their fragrance. Even amidst Gu Shibiao's annoyance, a sense of admiration remained.
Suddenly, Hua Yunlong clasped his hands in front of his chest and said, "I also have something I wish to ask the Divine Lord."
Gu Shibiao said indifferently, "This Divine Lord is all ears."
Hua Yunlong said in a deep voice, "What I wish to ask is about the murder case of Uncle Sima."
Gu Shibiao chuckled and said, "Your Uncle Sima's wife, Ke Yifen, is from the Nine Yin Sect. Is Young Master Hua aware of this?"
Hua Yunlong nodded and said, "I have heard a little about it."
Gu Shibiao said, "Then why doesn't Young Master Hua question the leader of the Nine Yin Sect?" "Inquiring, yet pressing this very deity for answers, isn't that putting the cart before the horse?"
Hua Yunlong thought to himself, "His words are evasive; this matter is highly suspicious." While pondering this, he said aloud, "I have already inquired with the Nine Yin Sect Leader..."
Gu Shibiao interrupted, "Since that's the case, the whole situation must be clear; why press on so relentlessly?"
Hua Yunlong frankly replied, "She said your sect is also involved in this case, but her words were vague, so I had no choice but to ask the deity for guidance."
Gu Shibiao's face darkened with anger, and he said, "She really said that..." "If the Divine Lord doesn't believe me, he can send someone to investigate, "
Hua Yunlong said.
Gu Shi, whose anger hadn't subsided, remained silent for a moment before saying, "Young Master Hua, when you seek revenge, you might as well include our sect."
Hua Yunlong was secretly suspicious and said, "The Divine Lord's words have a hidden meaning; could you please speak plainly?"
Gu Shi calmly replied, "Speaking is not impossible, but Young Master Hua will certainly not believe me, so why waste your breath?"
Hua Yunlong thought to himself: Could there be some hidden story here? He then said, "With the Divine Lord's status, how dare I..." "I don't believe it."
Gu Shibiao laughed loudly and said, "Master Hua is mistaken. Anyone can make empty promises." He paused, his expression becoming serious, and said, "If I, the Divine Lord, were to say that I, the Sect Master, was not involved in Sima Changqing's death, and that my disciple did poison the coffin afterward, would you believe me, Young Master Hua?"
Hua Yunlong thought to himself, "His words are almost a lie. All signs point to the Xuanming Sect as the prime suspect." His mind raced, and he said aloud, "How could I not believe it?" "According to the Divine Lord, the murder case was handled solely by the Nine Yin Sect?"
Gu Shibiao smiled faintly and said, "In my opinion, this matter was neither the work of the Nine Yin Sect nor the Demonic Sect."
Hua Yunlong was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Could it be that besides your sect, the Demonic Sect, and the Nine Yin Sect, there is a fourth faction? The Divine Lord must have some insight; I hope you can enlighten me."
Gu Shibiao raised his cup in a toast, smiled slightly, and said, "The enmity between the Hua family and me is common knowledge; a battle was inevitable sooner or later, but..." "To be frank, although I have been preparing for a long time, I am not yet confident of a decisive battle with the Hua family. How could I be willing to break ties prematurely? The Nine Yin Sect, the Demonic Sect, and my own sect have also reached a tacit understanding, and they would never harm Uncle Sima. I suspect that someone is harboring the intention of profiting from the conflict between the two sides."
Gu Shibiao's words were extremely frank. Although Hua Yunlong did not believe them, he became increasingly suspicious. Unexpectedly, what he thought was merely a case of unclear details and an unapprehended murderer took a sudden turn. However, he was not anxious because the origin of the jade cauldron could be traced back to the past. Lady Yu Ding of yesteryear, now the Daoist nun Changhen, sought her advice on the details of the murder case. At least she could question Lady You and Xue Lingqiong. A thought flashed through her mind; she knew Gu Shibiao's words must have an ulterior motive, but she couldn't quite fathom it. After a moment's thought, she smiled and said, "The three sects of the martial world serve as a warning. If anyone tries to emulate the wisdom of the Nine Yin Sect Master, they are utterly foolish."
Suddenly, she heard Huang Xialing, the "Hermit of Laoshan," say, "When things are obscured by what is near, one cannot see far; this is a common failing. This man has probably seen through this point, hence his great..." "Go forth boldly."
Hua Yunlong laughed loudly, "Your esteemed leader is a man of extraordinary talent, how can ordinary people compare?"
The "Zixiazi" said, "Young Master Hua, do you have doubts about the Divine Lord's words?"
Hua Yunlong's face turned, and he said seriously, "Your esteemed leader is a person of great stature, how could he fabricate such things out of thin air? I have no doubt about it, and I am currently looking forward to hearing the Divine Lord's wise opinion." Gu Shibiao watched coldly, but seeing Hua Yunlong's serious expression, even he could not see what Hua Yunlong was planning, and couldn't help but curse inwardly: What a cunning boy. Hua Yunlong said, "I initially thought that my Uncle Sima and his wife had been murdered, with wounds on their throats and clear teeth marks, suggesting they were killed by some kind of beast. I also saw a woman named You, holding a black cat, who was a subordinate of the Nine Yin Sect..."
Gu Shibiao said, "You is indeed a prime suspect, but not necessarily the murderer." Hua Yunlong thought to himself, "He's trying so hard to clear the Nine Yin Sect of any suspicion; I wonder what his intentions are."
Then, "Zixiazi" said, "Young Master Hua, on my way back to the Central Plains from overseas, I saw several masked men in black with strange movements and high martial arts skills."
Hua Yunlong was shocked and said, "Is that so?"
"Zixiazi" solemnly replied, "Absolutely true."
Hua Yunlong said, "Please tell me the details, Daoist Master."
Zixiazi pondered for a moment and said, "Years ago, I was passing through the outskirts of Zhuojun when I saw a dark shadow flash by. My heart stirred, and I followed it..."
Hua Yunlong laughed and said, "Daoist, you have quite a few disciples of the Three Pure Ones."
The elder of the Yinshan Twin Monsters said coldly, "You pampered children are indeed quite ignorant of etiquette."
Hua Yunlong ignored him, staring intently. When he saw that "Zixiazi" was not offended, he laughed and said, "It's not that I'm curious, but the Divine Lord is watching out for villains, so I couldn't let this matter go unpunished." He paused, then continued, "After chasing for a while, we came to a thatched hut in the forest. A dark figure flashed in, and I immediately crept closer. Inside the hut were five men in black. They had all removed their black masks, but because I rarely travel in the martial world, I couldn't recognize them. I memorized their appearances. They were all around fifty years old, and their faces were quite ordinary." Only one of them had a sword wound on his left cheek, which had destroyed his left eye, leaving a long scar that stretched down to his jaw. He seemed to be the leader of the group.
Hua Yunlong couldn't imagine anyone in the martial arts world with such a appearance. He thought to himself, "Hmph, who knows if you're making this up?"
He then heard "Zixiazi" say, "After exchanging a few words, those people began to discuss in secret. I overheard them and was shocked. It turned out that they were planning to wait until our three sects and Young Master Hua's family fought to the death before suddenly attacking and eliminating both sides..."
Hua Yunlong interrupted, "Could you describe the conversation of those five people in detail, Daoist Master?"
"Zixiazi" was slightly taken aback and said, "I don't remember it very clearly."
Hua Yunlong said with a smile, "Such an important matter, yet you can't remember it with your intelligence, Daoist Master?" "Zixiazi" knew that Hua Yunlong was suspicious of her words and wanted to find a loophole in them. She smiled slightly and didn't answer.
The two of the "Yinshan Twin Monsters" coldly replied, "It's only natural to forget things occasionally."
Hua Yunlong laughed loudly, "It's nothing out of the ordinary; how can you blame me for being cautious?" He paused slightly, then said in a deep voice, "With your martial arts skills, Daoist Master, surely you could capture and interrogate even one person?"
"Zixiazi" gave a bitter smile and said, "I'm not being modest; I'm quite self-confident these days. However, those people were indeed highly skilled. I only heard half of their message, and then, in a moment of carelessness, I broke a tree branch. They noticed immediately, and under the attack of five of them, it's already a miracle that I managed to break through their encirclement, let alone capture and interrogate anyone."
Hua Yunlong laughed, "Now that you've been exposed, I'm afraid that group will have to keep quiet from now on."
Huang Xialing, the "Hermit of Laoshan," laughed heartily, "Those with even a little talent have never been content with obscurity; they'd rather die than not make a name for themselves."
Hua Yunlong nodded, "Indeed, they're even more likely to do it."
Suddenly, Gu Shibiao said indifferently, "Since Young Master Hua has doubts, there's no point in speaking. Fortunately, his words are not fabricated. With Young Master Hua's intelligence, if you pay attention, it won't be difficult to discover the anomalies." Zixiazi
flicked his whisk and said, "The Divine Lord's words are reasonable. This humble Taoist will follow the example of the Golden Man's silence."
Hua Yunlong thought to himself: Their actions were probably pre-planned. Who am I, Hua, to be deceived by your feigned tactic? Then, with a smile, he
said, "I was just about to ask for your guidance, but I'm hesitant to speak." "Zixiazi" stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "This humble Taoist has made a mistake in comparison. Please ask, Young Master Hua."
Hua Yunlong paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "What other important discoveries did you make from those people, Taoist Master?"
"Zixiazi" thought for a moment and slowly said, "This humble Taoist didn't hear much, only that they repeatedly called out the title of 'Chief'."
Hua Yunlong was startled and said, "Oh, the Fengyun Society has risen again."
"Zixiazi" said, "This humble Taoist also had that suspicion."
Hua Yunlong secretly thought, "The Fengyun Society could very well rise again, but it's more likely that the Xuanming Sect is trying to divert attention." While pondering, he changed the subject and said, "The Divine Lord's letter mentions 'discussing swordsmanship over wine.' I wonder how they will discuss swordsmanship?"
Gu Shibiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Young Master Hua's martial arts are superb; you must have already fully inherited your father's teachings?" Hua Yunlong said, "
Divine Lord's skills are unparalleled, I am no match for you.
I wonder if this is a verbal contest, or..." Gu Shibiao interrupted with a smile, "I intended to discuss it verbally, but the Nine-Bend Palace's techniques are meager, only the moves are mentioned, which outsiders cannot understand."
Hua Yunlong straightened his clothes and stood up,
clasping his hands in a fist salute, "Where shall we compete? Please enlighten me, Divine Lord." Gu Shibiao stood up and smiled, "Young talent, you are naturally eager to show your prowess." "
The Recluse of Laoshan," "The Twin Monsters of Yinshan," and others all stood up, and Gu Shibiao and Hua Yunlong walked side by side in front, with the others following behind. Below Danta was a stone platform paved with blue bricks, no less than ten zhang wide. At this time, Xuanming Cult members were already around, holding torches high, illuminating the platform. Hua Yunlong wanted to test Gu Shibiao's skills, and Gu Shibiao also intended to test Hua Tianhong's martial arts through Hua Yunlong. Both of them were eager to see the other's true strength. The two stepped onto the stone platform, turned around, and stood still. Hua Yunlong asked, "Is it the Divine Lord himself who bestows this instruction?"
Gu Shibiao replied, "It should be this old man who steps forward, but I fear people will say that I am using my superior strength to suppress the inferior." Wu Dongchuan, "Zixiazi," Huang Xialing, and others stood by the platform. Suddenly, Qiu Hua the Eighth stepped forward and bowed to Gu Shibiao, saying, "Why trouble Master to step forward? This disciple requests to fight." Gu Shibiao frowned and said, "You are no match for Young Master Hua..." Hua Yunlong's mind raced, and he suddenly burst into a loud, wild laugh, saying, "Please forgive my arrogance, but none of the Divine Lord's eight disciples can withstand thirty moves from me. I am eager to see what I have seen. Why don't you invite your disciple to step forward?" Qiu Hua and the others were furious upon hearing this, and all glared at Hua Yunlong. Gu Shibiao thought to himself: What's the reason for this kid's sudden madness? He then waved his hand and said, "Go and test your skills with thirty moves. If you lose, that's fine, but don't be reckless." Qiu Hua Laoba bowed and accepted the order, turning and taking two steps forward, saying in a sinister tone, "Young Master Hua, I'm being presumptuous." Hua Yunlong waved his hand casually and said, "Please." Qiu Hua Laoba, barely suppressing his jealousy and hatred, was already impatient and had no intention of being polite. He suddenly struck out with a palm towards Qiu Hua Laoba's chest. Hua Yunlong slightly shifted his body, dodging the attack, and swung his right palm diagonally to block the enemy's palm strike. From this opening move, Gu Shibiao and the others could already see that Hua Yunlong was far superior to Qiu Hua Laoba. Within thirty moves, he could indeed very well defeat Qiu Hua Laoba. They were all shocked, thinking to themselves: If the Hua family boy has such martial arts skills, then Hua Tianhong is even more formidable. Qiu Hua, the eighth brother, also sensed the strength of his opponent, but he refused to back down. With a fierce roar, he unleashed the Nine-Bend Divine Palm, a unique and unpredictable technique from the Nine-Bend Palace, relentlessly attacking with palm strike after palm strike. Hua Yunlong parried with ease, thinking to himself: "It seems their swordsmanship is derived from palm techniques; it's practically comparable to the Cai family's Four Symbols Transformation Palm." He didn't use the Four Symbols Transformation Palm at the moment, instead relying on the "Xuanji Finger Force" and "Secret Sect Great Handprint" and "Great Demon Palm" obtained from the "Heavenly Transformation Notes" to meet his opponent. He had specifically practiced these techniques in recent days to deal with the Demonic Sect. In the blink of an eye, twenty moves had passed. Hua Yunlong remembered his promise to defeat Gu Shibiao's disciple within thirty moves, and with a shout, he changed his palm technique, unleashing a "Struggle of a Trapped Beast." Qiu Hua, the eighth brother, recognized the imposing palm strike as unstoppable. His martial arts surpassed his seven senior brothers, making him no ordinary opponent. He immediately unleashed a move, "Nine Illusions of Phantom Shadow," his hand diagonally striking Hua Yunlong's left ribs, his body slightly shifting to avoid the attack. Hua Yunlong countered with three consecutive moves, "Struggle of a Trapped Beast," which instantly transformed into "Use Without Position," closing in and pressing on Qiu Hua's "Blood Gate Shangqu" acupoint. With a light laugh, he withdrew his hand. These three moves were seamlessly connected, like a goat's horn, leaving no trace. Even Master Yuan Qing had to admire them, and Gu Shibiao and the others were deeply moved. Hua Yunlong turned with a smile and asked, "More than thirty moves?" Gu Shibiao replied indifferently, "Twenty-nine." Qiu Hua's face flushed red. Suddenly, he roared and lunged forward, forcefully unleashing the deadly "Soul Wandering in the Nine Netherworlds" technique, a move that would kill the enemy. But then Gu Shibiao said sternly, "You ignorant fool!" With lightning speed, he grabbed Qiu Hua Lao Ba's left shoulder, slapped him twice, and threw him off the stage, saying, "Get out of here!" Qiu Hua Lao Ba stumbled a few steps off the stone platform, barely managing to stand, then glared fiercely at Hua Yunlong before running towards the back of the courtyard. Hua Yunlong cupped his hands in apology and said, "I have been very rude."

Gu Shibiao remained composed and said, "My disciple was unaware that Young Master Hua had shown mercy and recklessly attempted to fight to the death. I should apologize to Young Master Hua for this."
Hua Yunlong asked, "Would the Divine Lord please offer some guidance?"
Gu Shibiao smiled slightly, his eyes flashing, and said, "I request fifty moves from you, Young Master." The implication was that he could defeat Hua Yunlong within fifty moves.
Hua Yunlong's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself: In the previous battle, I hadn't used my full strength, but Gu Shibiao dared to claim he could defeat me within fifty moves. If I didn't have a seven or eight tenths certainty, as the leader of a sect, I would become a laughingstock if I failed. His mind raced, and he immediately cleared his thoughts,
clasping his hands in greeting, "Please." Gu Shibiao returned the gesture, saying, "This old man awaits your instruction."
Suddenly, Huang Xialing, the "Hermit of Laoshan," called out, "Young Master Hua, Divine Lord, please wait!"
In a flash, he was between Gu Shibiao and Hua Yunlong, bowing to Gu Shibiao and saying, "This subordinate is itching to test his skills against Young Master Hua."
Gu Shibiao frowned slightly and said, "Old Huang, it's fine to be itching, but in that case, wouldn't this Divine Lord be using a tag-team approach against Young Master Hua?"
Huang Xialing said, "In my humble opinion, the battle between the Divine Lord and Young Master Hua should be postponed."
Hua Yunlong thought to himself, "It seems even Huang Xialing and Zixiazi don't believe Gu Shibiao can defeat me within fifty moves, hence their appearance." He glanced around, wanting to see if Gu Shibiao would allow it.
Gu Shibiao hesitated for a moment, then turned and smiled, "What does Young Master Hua think?"
Hua Yunlong smiled and said, "I have no objection." He thought to himself: Gu Shibiao must not be confident of defeating me within fifty moves; he's just putting on a show. Even if it were Dong Guo Shou or the Nine Yin Sect Master, defeating me wouldn't be easy. What could he possibly do? Then he realized that Gu Shibiao was cunning and scheming, so he couldn't be careless.
Huang Xialing cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Hua, this old man is overestimating himself and wishes to experience the martial arts of 'Luoxia Manor.' Please show mercy."
Hua Yunlong clasped his hands and smiled, "I know my limits. It would be unreasonable for Senior Huang to be so ruthless."
Huang Xialing's words of leniency were merely polite, but Hua Yunlong, seemingly a novice, took them seriously. He paused, then said, "What does Young Master Hua think..." Hua
Yunlong laughed heartily, "Since you're not yielding to my father on the spot, I think it's best to skip all formalities."
Huang Xialing was secretly angered, inwardly cursing: "What an arrogant brat!" However, his face remained smiling, and he stroked his silver beard, saying, "Just as Young Master Hua says."
Gu Shibiao retreated to the edge of the platform, thinking to himself: "This brat, I've heard he's usually frivolous, but in battle he's quite composed and unyielding. Why does he suddenly seem so arrogant? If he's trying to provoke me, to spy on my abilities, then he's wasting his time." While he was pondering this, Hua Yunlong said "I have presumptuously," lunged forward, and struck out with a palm, which instantly transformed into a finger strike.
Hua Yunlong knew Huang Xialing was one of the top three or five experts in the Xuanming Sect, so he dared not be careless. He immediately used the "Chiyou Seven Dissections" technique, specifically the "Attack to Death" move. Huang Xialing, with his keen eyesight, immediately recognized the feint and the deadly strike. Seeing the lightning-fast attack, he shouted "Good!" and thrust out with his left palm, fiercely seizing the opponent's wrist. His five fingers flicked out, unleashing a powerful gust of wind that pierced the air with a sharp whistling sound—a master's technique.
Hua Yunlong's move was swift and decisive. He extended his index finger, sending a gust of wind straight at Huang Xialing's Taiyi acupoint. Huang Xialing had already prepared an escape route before his attack. He laughed and, at the critical moment, shifted his body half a foot, dodging the finger strike. He couldn't help but think to himself: This set of finger techniques is indeed a wondrous martial art. In the blink of an eye, the two were exchanging blows with lightning speed, using both fingers and palms.
Both men possessed unparalleled skill, with Gu Shibiao's skill reaching a state of perfection. He immediately recognized the impending battle and intently observed Hua Yunlong's techniques. Unexpectedly, after forty moves, Hua Yunlong was already at a disadvantage, barely managing to hold on by relying on a few profound techniques and unexpected attacks, yet showing no signs of anxiety. Wu Dongchuan watched for a while, then used "secret telepathy" to say to Gu Shibiao, "The young Hua is clearly hiding his true abilities."
Gu Shibiao nodded and also used secret telepathy to say, "How high do you think the boy's martial arts are?"
Wu Dongchuan's gaze shifted to Hua Yunlong in the midst of the fierce battle, then turned back and said, "He is no less than Elder Huang."
Gu Shibiao nodded, "Just as I saw." He paused, then said, "In that case, Hua Tianhong's skill has become even higher."
Wu Dongchuan said, "Perhaps the Divine Lord should use the 'Nine-Bend Yin Hand' to leave a hidden injury on the boy, lest he become a source of trouble." Gu Shibiao shook his head and said, "
That's not advisable. The Hua family has many capable people, and this kid is no ordinary person either. It's difficult for him to leave no trace. We're not fully prepared yet, so it's not wise to break with the Hua family too soon."
Wu Dongchuan asked, "How did things go today? Should we proceed as planned?"
Gu Shibiao was pondering when a follower rushed to Duanmu Shiliang's side and said, "Reporting to the leader, a large number of martial arts masters are lurking in the jungle outside the manor. Six or seven of our secret posts have been destroyed."
Duanmu Shiliang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are they?"
The follower replied, "I haven't found out yet."
Meng Weiqian interjected, "How many are there?"
The follower said, "At least thirty."
Meng Weiqian said to Duanmu Shiliang, "They are most likely friends of the Hua family brat. Our manor is in a secluded location. We led that boy to the banquet and closely monitored him along the way. How could they know so quickly? Brother Duanmu, please report to the Divine Lord..." Gu
Shibiao had already heard this. He turned and smiled faintly, saying, "The other side has many capable people. This is not surprising."
Duanmu Shiliang said, "With the strength of our sect, it is not difficult to annihilate the enemy. Divine Lord..."
Gu Shibiao interrupted, "If you want to make a move, you should wait until now. You must not act rashly." He paused slightly and said to Dong Pengliang, "Altar Master Dong, quickly give the order not to clash with the newcomers." Dong Pengliang bowed and accepted the order, then left. Duanmu Shiliang and Meng Weiqian felt this seemed like a show of weakness, but since Gu Shibiao had already made his decision, they couldn't say anything more.
The
Yinshan Twin Monsters, holding the position of guest elders, had fewer concerns. Seeing this, the elder monster couldn't help but say, "I am from the northern border, and I speak my mind. Please don't take offense, Divine Lord. Just what is so powerful about Hua Tianhong that the Divine Lord is so wary of him?"
Gu Shibiao smiled and said, "Even if Hua Tianhong is powerful, why would this Divine Lord fear him? It's just that in the past twenty years, the Hua family's power has become deeply entrenched. Eliminating them is not easy; we must plan carefully before acting."
Suddenly, Huang Xialing shouted, "I don't believe I can't force you to use your full strength!" Before the word "
power" was even uttered, the "Sea Seal Fist," the signature martial art of the Laoshan School, was unleashed. Each move was imbued with immense power, surging like the sea, crashing rocks and collapsing clouds. Hua Yunlong was immediately in grave danger. Hua Yunlong raised an eyebrow and suddenly unleashed a series of extraordinary techniques: "Unpredictable Change," "Sun and Moon Pushing Each Other," and "Bell Bending in the Void"—three moves in quick succession. Huang Xialing's fist technique immediately faltered, and Huang Xialing seemed
poised to turn the tide. Gu Shibiao, having been informed of this palm technique by Meng Weiqian, watched Hua Yunlong intently, his eyes gleaming as he tried to discern its subtleties. Hua Yunlong, in his perilous situation, remained vigilant. In a fleeting moment, he glanced at Gu Shibiao and thought to himself: "The martial arts left behind by the Martial Saint are beyond your comprehension. However, I should not reveal my true strength too easily." With a thought, he unleashed a "Struggle of a Trapped Beast," then used "Shifting Positions" to dodge more than ten feet away, saying, "I, Hua, have lost."
Huang Xialing, considering himself a senior expert, had almost exhausted all his strength, yet still couldn't defeat Hua Yunlong. Moreover, he had been forced back by Hua Yunlong in the last few moves. How could he accept this? Hearing this, he coldly smiled and said, "Why does Young Master Hua mock this old man? It is clearly that this old man is no match for him. It is just that Huang Xialing does not know when to back down and still wants to continue the challenge."
Suddenly, Gu Shibiao shouted, "Since Young Master Hua does not wish to test his skills further, Elder Huang, please leave."
Huang Xialing actually knew that his chances of winning were slim, but retreating now would be humiliating. Now that he had a way out, he immediately changed his tune, saying, "Since my sect leader has already spoken, this old man concedes defeat."
Hua Yunlong smiled faintly and said, "How could I be a match for Elder Huang?"
Gu Shibiao said, "Several experts have arrived outside the manor. They seem to be friends of Young Master Hua. To avoid any misunderstanding, could you please ask Young Master Hua to invite them into the manor?"
Hua Yunlong knew that they must be Hou Jiaxuan, Cai Changyi, and others. They were worried that the Xuanming Sect would be detrimental to him, so they were lying in wait outside the manor, waiting for an opportunity to strike. They were also afraid that if they saw that he hadn't left the manor for a long time, they would attack and the situation would become uncontrollable. So he said, "I should go. Would you like to see some friends from the martial world, Divine Lord?"
Gu Shibiao pondered for a moment and smiled, "This Divine Lord has returned to the martial world and is looking forward to meeting old friends. How could I let this opportunity pass by?"
Hua Yunlong thought to himself: Uncle Hou and the others' actions could not be kept from Gu Shibiao. He then walked towards the steps. Gu Shibiao slightly shifted his body, stepping aside to avoid being directly in front of them. With a gentle wave of his hand, Zixiazi, Huang Xialing, Qiu Hua, and the others suddenly bowed slightly and dispersed through the side corridors. The group of Xuanming cult members carrying torches also quietly disappeared. From beginning to end, except for a slight change in expression when Qiu Hua was being punished by Gu Shibiao, they remained silent, demonstrating their well-trained nature.
In an instant, the stone platform returned to darkness, with only the dim light from the horn-shaped lanterns under the corridors illuminating the area. Wu Dongchuan, the vice leader of the Xuanming Cult, stood indifferently on the steps. The two walked through the hall, with Wu Dongchuan taking a half-step back. Gu Shibiao glanced at the banquet in the hall and laughed, "I originally intended to drink and discuss the heroes of the world with Young Master Hua..."
Hua Yunlong laughed loudly, "I wonder what kind of person can be worthy of being called a hero in the Divine Lord's heart?"
At this moment, from the steps of the hall to the gate of the manor, a line of burly men in purple robes had formed, holding torches in their left hands and swords in their right. Unlike those who entered the manor, the ghost-headed swords gleamed with a chilling light. He thought to himself: Isn't it ridiculous that Gu Shibiao has put on this show? Gu Shibiao said, "In my humble opinion, a hero must possess earth-shattering ambition, unfathomable wisdom, unparalleled martial arts skills, peerless talent, and be a rare individual whom all admire and shun."
Hua Yunlong said, "As the Divine Lord says, there are no heroes left in the world."
Gu Shibiao suddenly stopped, and Hua Yunlong, slightly startled, also stopped. Gu Shibiao's eyes were piercing as he said, word by word, "In the past hundred years, only your father can be called a true hero, a true hero."
Hua Yunlong solemnly said, "My father once said that outsiders... " "I always boast too much. In truth, I have only done my duty. I dare not accept the title of hero. In my daily teachings, I only encourage my children to fulfill their duties as human beings."
Gu Shibiao's gaze sharpened, and he continued walking forward, smiling faintly, "Your father's humility is well-known in the martial world."
As he started walking, Hua Yunlong thought to himself, "Although he hates my father to the bone, he praises him highly. It is truly because of mutual respect, but he is not a magnanimous person..." He proceeded cautiously, taking a half-step back to guard against Gu Shibiao's hidden attacks.
Without turning his head, Gu Shibiao said, "Like father, like son; the future hero is none other than Young Master Hua."
Hua Yunlong said calmly, "You flatter me, Divine Lord."
Gu Shibiao smiled deeply and said, "Judging from Young Master Hua's actions in Xuzhou, he has already shown great ambition. I am confident that my words are not unfounded." Hua Yunlong suddenly realized that Gu Shibiao's tone was different, and his heart trembled. He thought to himself that Gu Shibiao had already decided to kill him.
Gu Shibiao had indeed harbored murderous intent, but he couldn't make up his mind. Although he wanted to compete with Hua Tianhong for the second time, he still felt a nameless fear in his heart. This was not only because Hua Tianhong was highly skilled, but also because of Hua Tianhong's imposing aura. When Hua Yunlong saw Hua Tianhong again, his murderous intent surged. He thought to himself: If this kid were really just a lecherous and frivolous person, he would be insignificant. But tonight he has also shown impetuousness. However..."
While he was thinking, he arrived at the gate of the manor. He made up his mind and prepared to use the "Nine Curves Yin Sha" divine skill to secretly injure Hua Yunlong when he passed by. This "Nine-Bend Yin-Yang" divine skill, recorded in the "Nine-Bend True Scripture," injures the internal organs without the victim's knowledge. No matter how advanced the enemy's mental techniques, it is difficult to resist. The timing of the injury can be determined by the user's will; if it is not triggered, the user appears normal. It is already extremely insidious, and when combined with Gu Shibiao's previously practiced poisonous palm technique, it becomes even more vicious.
Hua Yunlong, however, remained two steps behind and asked, "Where are my friends now?"
Gu Shibiao thought to himself: If this kid has truly grasped the Divine Lord's intentions and has fled in advance, then he is even more unforgivable. He replied aloud, "My esteemed friends have captured many of my disciples, and they must be hiding in the forest now." Suddenly, he laughed loudly, "Young Master Hua has safely left the manor; you should all come out now as well." With a long laugh, Hou Kongxuan took the lead and leaped out, landing five zhang in front of the two. He glanced at Hua Yunlong and, seeing no abnormality, felt relieved. He then looked at Gu Shibiao and sighed slightly.
Then Cai Changyi's voice rang out, "Brother Yunlong, are you alright? Hey! Who's that person next to you?" As he spoke, a figure leaped out, staring directly at Gu Shibiao, Xue Renchou, Yu Zhaonan, and the others. He then leaped forward and stood behind Hou Jiaxuan.
Hua Yunlong smiled slightly and said, "This is the Xuanming Sect Master, the Nine-Bend Divine Lord."
Gu Shibiao and the important figures of the Divine Flag Gang were originally acquaintances, and their relationship wasn't bad. They had gradually drifted apart, and when they met again twenty years later, they were enemies. Although Gu Shibiao was ruthless and deep-seated, the image of Bai Junyi from years past stirred a sense of vicissitude in his mind. He paused for a moment, then focused his mind, his eyes flashing coldly as he looked around at the surrounding forest. He said, "Why don't you come out, my friends hiding in the forest?"
A loud laugh followed, and figures flashed by. The sound of branches brushing against clothes filled the air. Fan Tong, Cha Youchang, and their group all leaped out, forming a large, dark mass around the manor gate, numbering no less than sixty or seventy people. Hou Jiagan, Yu Zhaonan, and the others, not wanting to let him attend the banquet alone, immediately gathered most of their former gang members and notified Fan Tong and Cha Youchang. Upon hearing the news, they abandoned their objections and rushed over with their men.
Hua Yunlong was secretly excited and said loudly, "Thank you all for your trouble in handling my matter."
Cha Youchang said loudly, "We are all of the same ilk, so it is only right to help each other, especially since Young Master Hua has many important connections."
Although Gu Shibiao did not take this group seriously, he was still secretly surprised. At this moment, Zixiazi and the Yinshan Twin Monsters suddenly reappeared behind Gu Shibiao, and the Xuanming Cult members lined up like geese wings behind Gu Shibiao and Hua Yunlong, like two armies facing each other. Hua Yunlong's mind raced, and he decided to seize this opportunity to leave. He bowed to Gu Shibiao and said, "This meeting is now over. I will not disturb you any longer."
Gu Shibiao paused, then nodded and said, "Very well, judging from the current situation, it is difficult to continue." He secretly thought to himself, "What a pity, I've missed my chance to strike." Fan
Tong, who had seen Gu Shibiao when he was digging for treasure in the Nine Netherworld, knew well of the feud between Gu Shibiao and the Hua family. Seeing that Hua Yunlong was less than two feet away from Gu Shibiao, he feared Hua Yunlong might be ambushed and called out, "Young Master Hua, please come over here quickly."
Hua Yunlong smiled and walked over calmly. All eyes were on Gu Shibiao. Gu Shibiao had repeatedly considered risking an early confrontation with Hua Tianhong to destroy Hua Yunlong, but finally sighed inwardly and dispelled his "Yin Sha Divine Skill." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Hua Yunlong safely return to the formation. Cha Youchang laughed heartily and said, "You dare to be the Master of the Xuanming Sect?" Gu Shibiao coldly sneered, ignoring him.
The elder of the Yinshan Twin Monsters coldly said, "Someone like you dares to speak to our sect's master?" Cha Youchang's expression changed, and he sneered, "In the martial arts world, there is no one more skilled than Master Hua, yet I have never heard of Master Hua having such an air." Gu Shibiao hated nothing more than anyone saying he was inferior to Hua Tianhong. Upon hearing this, his eyes flashed with cold light as he stared at Cha Youchang. Cha Youchang felt a chill in his heart and couldn't help but take a step back. The elder monster sneered, "Good lad, how dare you speak so rudely! I'll teach you to go to the Western Paradise and tell the Buddha!" He then walked away. Hua Yunlong knew that Cha Youchang was far inferior to the Yinshan Twin Monsters, so he couldn't let them fight. He suddenly raised his voice, "Divine Lord, are we really going to fight like this, letting others reap the benefits?" Gu Shibiao's eyebrows twitched, and he called out, "Elder Li, please return." The great monster dared not disobey and could only turn back dejectedly. Hua Yunlong thought to himself: If this situation drags on, a chaotic battle will inevitably break out. It's best to leave quickly. With a change of heart, he said, "I am grateful to the Divine Lord for the clues to the case. I will clarify them immediately and seek your guidance another day."

Gu Shibiao was delighted and said, "I apologize for the neglect."
The chivalrous group followed Hua Yunlong's lead, and since he was leaving, no one objected. They all exited the forest via a side path. Hua Yunlong, wary of Gu Shibiao's potential harm, followed behind with Cai Changyi, Hou Jiaxuan, and others. This meeting between Hua Yunlong and Gu Shibiao, though seemingly hasty, was actually a calculated move by both sides, each harboring deeper intentions. Who would ultimately gain more remained to be seen.
Cai Changyi kept pressing Hua Yunlong for details, to which Hua Yunlong answered with a smile. Just as they were about to leave the forest, Hua Yunlong suddenly heard a voice, barely audible, beside him, saying, "Long'er, after you've seen everyone off, come quickly to meet me." Hua Yunlong recognized the voice and thought to himself: "My uncle from the Western Regions used his internal energy to transmit his message, seemingly unwilling to meet with everyone. I wonder why?"
Cai Changyi suddenly stopped, surprised, and asked, "What's wrong now?"
Hua Yunlong smiled and said, "An elder has summoned me. You should go ahead."
Cai Changyi asked curiously, "What elder? Why don't you come out and meet him?"
Hou Jiaxuan, fearing that Hua Yunlong was using this as an excuse to leave and return to Gu Shibiao's manor, interjected, "Young Master Long, why not invite your elder to the inn?"
Hua Yunlong chuckled and said, "Uncle Hou, don't worry. There's no need to risk inquiring about the Xuanming Sect now. There really is an elder summoning me."
Hou Jiaxuan paused and said, "I'll stay too."
Seeing that he was determined not to leave, Hua Yunlong had no choice but to let him be. He saw that Fan Tong and the others had already walked several feet away, and hurriedly gave them a few instructions. He couldn't tell that Abudule was hiding about ten feet to the southeast. He and Hou Jiaxuan walked through the forest and indeed saw a handsome middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the ground. It was his uncle from the Western Regions, Abudule.
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It turns out that Abudul was a Uyghur from the Western Regions. Over thirty years ago, he was the youngest disciple of Xiang Donglai, a legendary figure who had caused chaos in the Central Plains with a small golden sword, known as "One Sword Covers the Central Plains." Although Xiang Donglai possessed high martial arts skills, he was ambushed and crippled by Bai Xiaotian, Ren Xuan, Tian Erzi, Wuliang Shenjun, and Zhou Yikuang. Fortunately, he was rescued by Hua Yuanxu, the ancestor of Hua Yunlong, and returned to the Western Regions. More than ten years later, he returned to avenge his family, but was killed by Bing Lingzi of the Tongtian Sect. Of his six disciples, only the youngest disciple, Abudul, survived.
Afterward, Abudul trained with Wen Taijun for five years before returning to the Western Regions. The friendship between the two families was extremely deep. Beside him sat an elderly man in a yellow robe. Hua Yunlong glanced at him and recognized him as the old man who had once fought him with the Sun and Moon Twin Rings. He was taken aback. Abudul smiled slightly and said, "This is Senior Ding Rushan. Long'er, please pay your respects quickly."
Hua Yunlong hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and said with a smile, "Why won't you reveal your identity, sir? It would have saved me from being impolite."
Abudul said in surprise, "So you've already met."
Hua Yunlong smiled and said, "Senior Ding has already given me a good scolding."
Ding Rushan snorted and said, "I'm too lazy to scold you, you little..." He stopped abruptly and waved his hand.
Abudule frowned and said, "Did Long'er offend you?"
Ding Rushan shook his head and said, "I was just testing his martial arts."
Hua Yunlong quickly interjected, "How could Long'er dare to offend a senior like you?"
Abudule smiled slightly and turned to Hou Jiaxuan, saying, "Hall Master Hou, Long'er acted recklessly in Xuzhou, and I am grateful for your care..."
Hou Jiaxuan waved his hands repeatedly and laughed loudly, "Young Master Long's martial arts are both superb, and he doesn't need my care." He paused and then smiled, "I am no longer the former Hall Master of the Divine Banner Gang, so please put away that title."
Abudule cupped his hands and smiled, saying, "I misspoke." Ding Rushan and Hou Jiaxuan had met several times in the past and had some minor disagreements, but things had changed, and there was no longer any resentment. They smiled and bowed to each other.
Hua Yunlong asked, "Uncle, what are your instructions for calling me in?"
Abudule said, "Take your time with that. What you just said to that devil Gu Shibiao about the fisherman profiting and the clues in the case, could it be that there's been a twist in the case of Master Sima's murder?"
Hua Yunlong said, "There is a twist, but the doubts are even greater." After a moment's thought, he recounted Gu Shibiao's words to Zixiazi without missing a single detail.
Abudul shook his head repeatedly, saying, "Unbelievable, unbelievable."
Ding Rushan sneered, "Hmph, clearly a diversionary tactic, so clumsy it wouldn't even fool a three-year-old."
Hou Jiaxuan chimed in, "These words are clearly baseless, a delaying tactic used by Gu Shibiao."
Hua Yunlong said, "This junior has a different opinion."
Abudul raised his eyebrows, saying, "You've been cunning since childhood, so you're naturally adept at this. Tell me."
Hua Yunlong thought for a moment, then slowly said, "I believe Gu Shibiao's mind is now as deep as the sea..."
Abudul chuckled, saying, "I..." "I don't believe that guy surnamed Gu can improve much; he's just a lowlife."
Hua Yunlong chuckled and said, "Uncle, please don't underestimate him. Just the fact that he can gather so many experts is quite remarkable. Uncle, you were hiding nearby just now, so you must have seen everything. I wonder, Uncle, what do you think of your martial arts compared to Gu Shibiao's?"
Abudule said, "How can I know without a fight?"
Hua Yunlong said decisively, "Forgive my rudeness, but I dare say that Uncle is definitely no match for Gu Shibiao."
Abudule raised his eyebrows, seemingly unconvinced, but then smiled and said, "Let's put this matter aside and hear your opinion first." "As I see,"
Hua Yunlong continued, "With Gu Shibiao's cunning, how could he not know there are so many loopholes? Creating a flawless explanation wouldn't be difficult for him. He would only do this if he told the truth, and of course, there must be an intention to ease the situation..."
Abudule laughed, interrupting him, saying, "I think you've outsmarted yourself. Why all the fuss? In short, you've fallen for Gu Shibiao's trick."
Hua Yunlong laughed, "Anyway, his delaying tactics suit me perfectly. Who will fall for it, only heaven knows."
Abudule paused, then said... "His delaying tactics are understandable, but why are you doing this?"
Hua Yunlong said, "I'll shoulder this heavy responsibility. I know my skill is still inferior to Gu Shibiao's, but my progress is much faster. I'll catch up eventually. Anyway, I have strong backing, and Gu Shibiao has too many concerns. It won't be difficult to drag this out."
Abudule shook his head repeatedly, saying, "Ridiculous, ridiculous! You treat such an important matter like a joke." Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand and shouted, "Show me your hand! I want to see how much you've improved and how you dare to utter such arrogant words." Hua Yunlong smiled and extended his palm. The two shook hands briefly and then withdrew their hands.
Abudule exclaimed, "I didn't expect your skill to improve so much. It's beyond my expectations." He had already known that Hua Yunlong's skill had improved when he glanced at Hua Yunlong's eyes, but he didn't believe that Hua Yunlong could progress to such a level in such a short time.
Ding Rushan laughed and said, "I fought this kid and didn't gain the slightest advantage. Brother, you don't need to worry. With his current martial arts skills, if he's careful, he can go anywhere in the world."
Abudule coldly replied, "Young people are often arrogant. He's only got a little skill, yet he's already so cocky. Elder Ding, please don't let him get any more arrogant." After a moment of contemplation, he turned to Hua Yunlong and said, "I don't approve of your challenge to the three sects. I came here to stop it. Now, do as you please."
Abudule snorted, his face hardening, and said, "I ask you, have you forgotten your important business while you've been fooling around all day?"
Hua Yunlong was slightly taken aback and asked in confusion, "Isn't my nephew currently handling important business?"
Abudule said in a deep voice, "How is the matter of Lady Yuding going?"
Hua Yunlong paused, then smiled bitterly, "My nephew has already met with Aunt Gu, but..."
Abudul sneered, interrupting, "You usually pride yourself on your eloquence, so you must have persuaded Madam Yuding to change her mind?"
Hua Yunlong smiled resolutely, "Uncle, you know perfectly well why."
Hou Jiaxuan suddenly said, "How can someone who has made a decision for decades be persuaded with just a few words? No wonder it's Hua Yunlong's fault."
Ding Rushan nodded, "That's true, brother, don't be so harsh."
Abudul sighed, "You two are both too protective of him. If this continues, who knows what will become of his bad character?" He glanced at Hua Yunlong, pondered for a moment, then suddenly stood up, saying, "Enough of this idle talk, come with me to settle Madam Yuding's matter." Ding Rushan and Hou Jiaxuan saw that this was a private matter of the Hua family, and it would be inconvenient for outsiders to interfere, so they took their leave.
Hua Yunlong followed Abudul, leaving the forest and heading towards the city. On the way, Hua Yunlong asked, "Has Aunt Gu arrived in Xuzhou yet?"
Abudul shook his head, saying, "We're going to see the leader of the 'Beautiful Maidens Cult,' Fang Ziyu. I haven't met Lady Yuding yet."
Hua Yunlong smiled, "Oh, it's her. I've met this senior before."
Abudul suddenly said, still somewhat resentful, "Last night, I rushed to Xuzhou, intending to see you immediately, but I happened to run into Fang Ziyu. I saw her once at Zilu Restaurant years ago. Many years have passed, but her appearance hasn't changed much; I still recognized her at a glance. After exchanging greetings, I immediately asked to see Gu Luanyin, but she kept making excuses. Heh heh, does she think I'm easy to bully because I'm Uyghur?"
Hua Yunlong smiled inwardly, thinking, "This is probably the first time my uncle, usually so arrogant, has been turned down when asking for help."

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