While on Mount Hua, my mind is at peace!

Chapter 57 Unlocking the Sword's Edge, Closing the Net at the Inn

[Remaining Access Points: 270]

[The Ten Elders of the Demonic Cult's Ultimate Technique: Mastery]

【One Fusion - Giant Spirit Golden Body: Perfection】

【Yi Rong · Yuntai Flying Crossing: Minor Success】

【Demon-Subduing Palm: Mastery】

[The Secret to Overcoming Evil and Revealing Righteousness: The Great Success]

[Golden Breeze and Jade Dew Finger: Great Achievement]

【Second Fusion - Sky-Piercing Demon Sword: Grand Completion】

【Yi Rong·Maha Vajra Finger: Introduction】

Yue Feng now had an unprecedented amount of skill points, and he wanted to max out the Sky-Piercing Demon Sword to see if he could unlock anything new. If so, perhaps that new thing would be the ladder that helped him climb to a higher level.

[Remaining Access Points: 80]

【Second Fusion - Sky-Wandering Demon Sword: Perfection】

Congratulations on mastering the new ultimate skill: Sword Aura - Sky Demon Slayer

It's safe to say that this is a two-stage fusion martial art. It took Yue Feng a full 190 points to upgrade it to perfection. Fortunately, it did unlock some new features.

Yue Feng calmed down and carefully comprehended the profound meaning of the sword light. He felt that this thing was completely different from sword intent, and it was not an upgraded version of sword intent. The two were completely unrelated.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He vaguely realized that there was a problem with his previous line of thinking, but he couldn't figure out where the problem lay.

Meanwhile, at the inn where Yue Feng, Feng Buping, and the other two were staying, Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi were desperately trying to persuade Feng Buping.

"Senior brother, the greater good is more important. You can't risk your life on Wudang Mountain for that ignorant brat."

"Yes, senior brother, you should go back and get some sleep. You're exhausted enough tonight. I think the rain has stopped, so let's set off as soon as it's light."

Feng Buping looked at his two junior brothers with disappointment, remained silent for a moment, and then softly asked, "Are you going or not?"

"This..." Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi looked at each other in bewilderment. They had just caused a scene on Wudang Mountain. If they went back now, wouldn't that be courting death?

Feng Buping saw through their thoughts, shook his head, and walked towards the door. Cheng Cong and the other man instinctively tried to stop him, but Feng Buping shouted, "You dare to stop me!" Cheng Cong and the other man were startled and quickly withdrew their hands. Feng Buping slipped out the door without even glancing at them.

Cong Buqi closed the door, and Cheng Buyou frowned, saying, "Senior Brother's actions are becoming increasingly disheartening. How can he be so biased towards outsiders and favor that brat?"

Cong Buqi leaned close to his ear: "Lord Qi's instructions..."

Cheng Buyou hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"Let's see how things go. If he doesn't come back, fine. But if he does... hmph."

In the dimly lit room, the cheerful laughter of Cheng Cong and his companion could be heard.

……

Feng Buping left the inn and, before dawn, headed up the mountain. Before he even reached the halfway point, he was discovered by spies lying in ambush in the dense forest. He had no desire to fight and immediately fled, changing routes several times, but the result was always the same.

He knew the situation was hopeless, so he left dejectedly. He returned to town, found a tavern, and began drinking bowl after bowl of wine. Halfway through, he suddenly heard a clear, cheerful voice laugh, "Brother, why are you drinking here alone? Where are Brothers Cheng and Cong?"

*Snap*

Feng Buping dropped the wine bowl in his hand. He turned his head blankly and saw Yue Feng's sunny smile.

"Brother Feng, you..."

"I'm fine. That young Taoist priest named Yuan Cong said a few words in my defense, and I really didn't do anything to provoke them. They scolded me and then let me go. Ah, money really can make the devil turn the millstone."

As Yue Feng spoke, he sat down opposite Feng Buping. The waiter, sensing the situation, brought over bowls and chopsticks and swept away the broken pieces on the floor. Yue Feng picked up the wine jar, about to pour wine into the bowl, when Feng Buping snatched it away.

"Let me pour you some wine. Brother Feng, I've changed my mind. I don't intend to take you as my disciple anymore. Instead, I'm going to accept you as my junior brother on behalf of our master. I... I don't know how else I can repay you..."

Yue Feng said with a faint smile, "Brother Feng, you're drunk."

"No! I'm not drunk! You remember this, when I become the head of the Huashan Sect..."

As Feng Buping spoke, his head drooped onto the table. Yue Feng shook his head, took the wine bowl from his hand, and downed it in one gulp. He paid the bill for the wine, even compensating for the broken bowl, then carried Feng Buping back to the inn.

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi were resting in the main hall, their eyes constantly glancing towards the entrance. They were both startled to see Yue Feng carrying Feng Buping in. They exchanged a glance, and Cheng Buyou quickly went to greet them.

"Oh dear, what happened to my senior brother? He went out perfectly fine, but now he's being carried back."

Yue Feng said, "Brother Feng has had a few drinks, let me take him upstairs to rest."

Cheng Buyou stopped Yue Feng, saying, "No, let me do it. I'm his junior brother, right?"

Yue Feng sneered inwardly, secretly channeling a wisp of true energy into Feng Buping's meridians, and nodded, saying, "Brother is right, then I'll leave Brother Feng to you."

Without a word, Cheng Buyou took Feng Buping from Yue Feng's back and went upstairs. Cong Buqi said to Yue Feng, "Brother, how about a drink? I'd like to have a chat with you."

Yue Feng obediently walked over and sat down. Cong Buqi poured Yue Feng a glass of wine.

"What happened last night was my fault as the older brother, and you've already taught me a lesson on behalf of your senior brother. Let's just let this matter go, okay? Drink this cup of wine, and from now on I'll treat you as a true brother."

Since taking the Ice Soul Jade Dragon Pill, Yue Feng had become immune to all poisons and extremely sensitive to their smell. He knew immediately that Cong Buqi had poisoned the wine. He picked up his cup, then abruptly put it down, and said calmly, "Brother Cong, you didn't poison the wine, did you?"

Cong Buqi's expression changed slightly, but he quickly recovered: "Tsk, listen to what you're saying. Your senior brother treated you like that, how could I dare to do anything to you? Are you going to drink this wine or not? If you don't, I will."

Cong Buqi took Yue Feng's cup, pretending to drink. Yue Feng remained motionless, simply smiling at him. Cong Buqi stopped abruptly at his lips, coldly saying, "Good lad, you're asking for it, aren't you? Then taste my longsword!"

Cong Buqi flipped the table and kicked Yue Feng in the groin. Using the tabletop as cover, and aiming for the man's genitals, this kick was truly vicious. Yue Feng leaned back, barely managing to dodge at the last second.

Cong Buqi drew his longsword and stabbed Yue Feng several times. Yue Feng turned and ran, and Cong Buqi chased him upstairs. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and Cheng Buyou's short body flew out of the room, smashed through the railing, and fell to the ground below. Everyone heard Feng Buping's furious roar at the same time:

"Cheng Buyou! How dare you plot to kill my senior brother while I was drunk!"

With a roar, Feng Buping, his hair disheveled, leaped into the corridor. Yue Feng cried out in panic, "Brother Feng, Brother Cong poisoned me and tried to kill me!"

Cong Buqi's mind went blank for a moment, and he had a vague feeling that he had been tricked.