While on Mount Hua, my mind is at peace!

Chapter 85 Fighting Feng Qingyang

The next day, Yue Feng planned to sleep until noon, but someone came looking for him early in the morning. First was Zhou Huapeng, who came to say goodbye and go down the mountain to handle the aftermath of Qi Lang's death. Yue Feng casually offered him a few words of encouragement and let him go.

The second person to come looking for Yue Feng was Xiong Zhaozhao. Yue Feng felt a headache coming on as soon as he saw Xiong Zhaozhao, because he knew very well why she wanted to come looking for him.

After Xiong Zhaozhao entered the room, she sat down at the table and stared at Yue Feng expressionlessly: "Why did you lie to me?"

Yue Feng sighed and briefly explained the whole story. Xiong Zhaozhao nodded after listening: "Is there anything else you're hiding from me?"

"There are a few."

Tell me about it.

Yue Feng hesitated for a moment.

"Firstly, I'm already married."

"Oh, is there anything else?"

"Secondly, I am the leader of the Great Wind Gang."

Xiong Zhaozhao slowly turned her head, stared at Yue Feng for a long time, and suddenly pounced like a female leopard, grabbing Yue Feng's neck. Yue Feng was sitting on the edge of the bed, but after Xiong Zhaozhao pounced on him, the two of them rolled onto the bed.

Xiong Zhaozhao punched and kicked Yue Feng, biting and twisting him. Yue Feng defended himself while lowering the bed curtains.

Not long after, the sounds from the bed changed, sounding like the heavy breathing of some kind of animal. About half an hour later, Xiong Zhaozhao suddenly threw off the bed curtains, straightened her clothes, and rushed out with a flushed face.

The third person to come looking for Yue Feng was Feng Buping. He seemed to have aged several years overnight. Upon seeing Yue Feng, he gave a bitter laugh and said, "Brother Feng... no, Young Master Yue, I've come to say goodbye."

Yue Feng asked softly, "Why?"

Feng Buping sighed deeply: "You and your father are magnanimous, allowing the Sword Sect disciples to return to Mount Hua. But I have already made a grave mistake. If it weren't for your exceptional wisdom, the consequences would have been unimaginable. How could I possibly have the face to remain on Mount Hua?"

Yue Feng smiled and said, "What if I told you that Grandmaster Feng is still alive?"

Feng Buping trembled, and said in a trembling voice, "You... what did you say?"

"I say, Grand Uncle Feng Qingyang is still alive, but he has long since lost all hope and rarely shows himself to others. If you want to see him, you might as well kneel on the Cliff of Repentance and not rise for a long time; perhaps there is still a chance."

Yue Feng paused for a moment after saying this.

"The situation in the martial arts world is constantly changing. If you, Uncle Feng, can persuade Uncle Feng to come out of the mountains and guard Mount Hua, then you will be the greatest contributor to our Mount Hua Sect, and you will surely have a place on Mount Hua."

Feng Buping was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Yue Feng: "Thank you!"

Yue Feng nodded, and Feng Buping left. For the next seven days, Feng Buping knelt on the Cliff of Contemplation, neither eating nor drinking. On the eighth day, Linghu Chong came to find Yue Feng, saying that something had happened on the Cliff of Contemplation, and Yue Buqun wanted him to go there immediately.

When Yue Feng rushed over, he saw Feng Buping still kneeling on the ground, with Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze standing behind him. In front of Feng Buping was a tall, thin old man with a face as white as gold paper, his expression desolate, seemingly filled with boundless sorrow.

Feng Buping kowtowed repeatedly to the old man: "Uncle Feng, I beg you to come out of seclusion and protect my Huashan Sect!"

The old man was none other than Feng Qingyang. Hearing Feng Buping's words, a hint of anger flashed across his face: "Buping, as a disciple of the Sword Sect, how dare you speak up for the Qi Sect? You…you've forgotten what the Qi Sect did back then?"

Feng Buping said, "Qi Sect and Sword Sect are originally one family. Our current sect leader, Senior Brother Yue, was just a junior disciple of Qi Sect back then and did not participate in the conspiracy against Sword Sect. I hope that my uncle will come out of the mountain to help us because we are both from the Huashan lineage, so that I can stay by your side and serve you."

Feng Qingyang didn't even glance at Yue Buqun, flicked his sleeves, and said, "I've done all I could by coming out to see you once. Now go back, and I will never see you again!"

As Feng Qingyang was about to leave, a clear voice suddenly called out, "Wait! Grandmaster Feng, your grand-disciple wishes to learn the swordsmanship of the Dugu Nine Swords."

Feng Qingyang's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and recognized the speaker as Yue Buqun's son, Yue Feng. He couldn't help but ask, "Where did you hear about the name 'Nine Swords of Dugu'?"

Yue Feng smiled slightly: "Not only has this disciple heard of it, but he also knows the essence of the Dugu Nine Swords, which is 'no moves are better than moves.' It's just that he hasn't had the chance to learn it yet. Grandmaster Feng, you've been living in seclusion in the back mountains for many years, you must be itching to get your hands dirty, right? Let this disciple play with you for a bit."

Feng Qingyang sometimes strolled around Mount Hua and had seen Yue Feng several times, quite admiring his cleverness. Although he didn't think Yue Feng, at his age, could possess much swordsmanship, out of the typical affection an elder has for a younger generation, he nodded in approval.

"Alright, I'll give you a couple of pointers."

Yue Buqun unfastened the sword from his waist and offered it with both hands: "Uncle Feng, please use this sword."

Feng Qingyang coldly replied, "I won't use your sword!" He broke off a branch from a tree on the cliff edge and asked Yue Feng, "What weapon do you use?"

Yue Feng drew a jade flute from his waist: "This jade flute will suffice for my grand-disciple."

Feng Qingyang assumed Yue Feng only wanted to spar with him, so he nodded without giving it much thought. Yue Feng bowed to Feng Qingyang and thrust his flute straight at him. Feng Qingyang spotted more than ten weaknesses in Yue Feng's body at a glance, secretly shook his head, and randomly chose one to launch a preemptive attack.

Seeing Feng Qingyang make his move, Yue Feng immediately changed his strategy, and the opening Feng Qingyang had chosen no longer existed. Feng Qingyang let out a soft exclamation, swung the branch, and attacked the new opening.

Unexpectedly, Yue Feng seemed to be fully aware of the flaws in his sword moves, and always held back his strength when he made a move. Every time Feng Qingyang made a move, he would change his move accordingly, forcing Feng Qingyang to change his move as well.

The two swordsmen feinted and parried, their moves shifting and changing, leaving Yue Buqun and the others dazzled. They felt that if they were in Yue Feng's or Feng Qingyang's place, they would probably be forced to abandon their swords and admit defeat within three strikes.

Seeing Yue Feng's superb swordsmanship, Feng Qingyang became interested and said to Yue Feng, "Use your internal energy!" Yue Feng replied, "Okay!" The jade flute trembled slightly, and a foot-long green light suddenly appeared at the head of the flute.

Feng Qingyang was greatly surprised, not only because Yue Feng had actually mastered the sword aura, but also because he had always calculated Yue Feng's attack range before unleashing his sword. The unpredictable and inconsistent sword aura directly rendered all his calculations futile.

Seeing that Yue Feng's swordsmanship and internal strength were far beyond his expectations, Feng Qingyang had no choice but to use his internal strength and go all out.

He had diligently practiced the Dugu Nine Swords for many years and had reached the point where he and the sword were one. He unleashed an invisible sword aura that forced Yue Buqun and the others to retreat to the mountain path outside the cliff.

Yue Feng roused himself and used the nameless sword technique of the Three Fusions to fight back. After a thousand moves, he showed no signs of defeat. His competitive spirit flared up, and he suddenly unleashed the sword intent of the Sky-Soaring Demon. However, this sword intent had little effect on Feng Qingyang. Instead, Feng Qingyang seized the opportunity and struck his arm with a tree branch.