Simultaneous Transmigration: The Re-merging of 99 Selves

Chapter 93 Lin Pingzhi's Request

Zhao Yu greeted Yue Lingshan, while Yue Buqun intended to continue persuading Tiansong Daoist, but was interrupted by the latter raising his hand.

Daoist Tiansong pointed at Luo Renjie's corpse on the ground, his face ashen: "Sect Leader Yue, there's no need for further words. This villain openly murdered someone right before my eyes, treating my Five Mountains Sword Sect as nothing. If we don't capture him today, how can I face my fellow Daoists of the Qingcheng Sect, how can I maintain my standing in the martial world?"

Yue Buqun followed his finger and noticed Luo Renjie lying on the ground, his brows furrowing slightly.

He sighed inwardly, thinking that Zhao Yu was truly lawless.

But considering that the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual was still in Zhao Yu's hands, he could only suppress his dissatisfaction and continue to persuade him.

"Brother Tiansong, please calm down. Young Hero Zhao has a long-standing grudge against the Qingcheng Sect, and neither of us knows the details. If we act rashly, we might misunderstand a good person."

Daoist Tiansong looked at Yue Buqun with puzzlement: "Sect Leader Yue, you have always been known for your benevolence and righteousness in the martial world, so why are you making excuses for this person today? Could it be that he has some connection with your Huashan Sect?"

"Brother Tiansong, you misunderstand." Yue Buqun's expression turned serious. "Throughout my life, I have only sought to act with a clear conscience. How could I possibly show favoritism without cause? Let alone the fact that Young Hero Zhao has no connection with my Huashan Sect, even if there were a connection, I would never show the slightest bias because of it."

"But matters of the martial world should be settled within the martial world itself; everything must be done reasonably. Whether Young Hero Zhao truly has a deep-seated grudge against the Qingcheng Sect, neither you nor I know. If we condemn Young Hero Zhao without even asking the facts, wouldn't it make people say that our Five Mountains Sword Sect is abusing its power?"

These words were spoken with righteous indignation and without any flaws.

The surrounding martial arts practitioners nodded in agreement, and many felt a deep sense of admiration.

Lin Pingzhi stood aside, his eyes filled with reverence, feeling as if he had taken a true gentleman as his teacher.

Only Zhao Yu remained seated, unmoved.

He thought to himself, "Yue Buqun's disguise is truly masterful. It's not so easy to be a hypocrite."

After hearing Yue Buqun's words, Tiansong Daoist's expression softened slightly.

He pondered for a moment: "Since Sect Leader Yue says so, I can refrain from taking action for the time being. But this boy killed someone in public, and he must give an explanation. For the sake of Sect Leader Yue, as long as he is willing to tell the whole story and apologize to the Qingcheng Sect, I can let today's matter rest for the time being."

"Oh dear, why are you so stubborn!" Yue Lingshan couldn't help but jump out, hands on her hips, and said, "What good people are there in the Qingcheng Sect? Brother Zhao killed them; he was acting on behalf of Heaven. What explanation do we need?"

"Lingshan, don't be rude," Yue Buqun said lightly.

Yue Lingshan pursed her lips, took a few steps back, and muttered, "That's exactly right. Don't you think about it? Why didn't Yu Canghai stay in Sichuan? What was he doing taking all the disciples to Fuzhou? What else could it be but doing something bad?"

"From Sichuan to Fuzhou, it's thousands of miles. They're sneaking around without even saying hello to their fellow martial arts practitioners. They definitely have ulterior motives."

Upon hearing this, Daoist Tiansong was speechless.

He subconsciously looked at Yue Buqun and asked, "Sect Leader Yue, what do you mean by that...?"

"Brother Tiansong, may I speak with you in private?"

Yue Buqun pulled Tiansong Daoren's arm and walked to a corner to talk in hushed tones.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yue Lingshan jumped down and sat opposite Zhao Yu, poured herself a cup of tea, and looked at Zhao Yu with a grin: "How about it, Brother Zhao? I really helped you a lot this time, didn't I? If it weren't for me, he would definitely still be pestering you."

Zhao Yu couldn't help but laugh at her smug look: "I guess so, but why did you believe me and not the Qingcheng Sect? They are, after all, a reputable sect."

"Even reputable and righteous sects have bad people."

Yue Lingshan said matter-of-factly, "At first I didn't believe it either, thinking how could the Qingcheng Sect do such a heinous thing as wiping out an entire family. But after my father explained it, I realized something was wrong."

"It's thousands of miles away. What good intentions could he possibly have for sneaking over there with his men? Actually, my father also received the news, but he couldn't tell if it was true or not, so he sent my second senior brother and me to Fuzhou to investigate."

"It's all thanks to Brother Zhao's timely intervention, otherwise Xiao Linzi's family would have really suffered."

As she spoke, she beckoned to Lin Pingzhi: "Little Lin, come here quickly, you haven't properly thanked Brother Zhao yet."

Upon hearing this, Lin Pingzhi stepped forward and bowed deeply to Zhao Yu.

"Many thanks to Hero Zhao for saving us. If it weren't for you, my entire Lin family would probably have died at the hands of that scoundrel Yu Canghai. I will never forget this kindness."

Zhao Yu waved his sleeve, and a gentle surge of internal energy flowed out, lifting Lin Pingzhi up out of thin air.

Lin Pingzhi felt a powerful force coming from him, and his body involuntarily straightened up. He was even more shocked by Zhao Yu's high level of martial arts.

"You don't need to thank me," Zhao Yu said calmly. "I received payment for saving your Lin family. We're even now, the debt is settled."

Lin Pingzhi's expression stiffened for a moment, then returned to normal.

He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and spoke again: "Hero Zhao, the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual was passed down from the ancestors of the Lin family, and the descendants dare not discard it. I dare not ask that you return the original, but I only ask that you give me a copy. I will take it back to comfort the ancestors of the Lin family."

His words were sincere and well-reasoned.

But Zhao Yu directly refused him: "No, that sword manual is not something your Lin family can handle. This time it attracted the Qingcheng Sect, who knows what kind of monsters and demons it will attract next time. I will not save your family a second time."

"Take my advice: forget about the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual and practice the Huashan martial arts properly. That's better than anything else."

"But that's still a family heirloom!" Lin Pingzhi said anxiously, stepping forward. "How can I just watch it fall into the hands of outsiders, something left behind by our ancestors?"

"Oh dear, Linzi, why are you so stubborn?" Yue Lingshan quickly interrupted him. "Have you forgotten what Uncle Lin told you before? He told you to stop thinking about the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, why won't you listen?"

Lin Pingzhi's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something more.

Yue Lingshan added, "Besides, you haven't even mastered the basic skills of the Huashan Sect yet. Even if I gave you the sword manual, what could you do?"

"Besides, the martial arts of Mount Hua are profound and extensive. How could they be inferior to your family's broken sword manual? The martial arts passed down in your family are really crude and unbearable. In my opinion, you might as well not learn them."

"Senior sister..."

Lin Pingzhi looked embarrassed and whispered something.

Since joining the Huashan School, Lin Pingzhi, who was like a frog in a well, has broadened his horizons.

He had always thought he was very skilled in martial arts and was considered one of the best among the younger generation in the martial arts world, but reality gave him a harsh slap in the face.

Not to mention being able to count them, he couldn't even beat Yue Lingshan, the junior sister of the Huashan Sect. His family's sword technique was also belittled to the point of being worthless, and his self-confidence was severely damaged.

After all, the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique is indeed crude and unpalatable without a corresponding mental cultivation method.

Now that Yue Lingshan has pointed it out again, the young man is finding it hard to accept.