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One deep night, at the back of Wuhua Mountain, outside Broken Heart Cliff, a figure rushed in.
Dressed in black, with a black scarf covering his face and a long sword strapped to his back, he arrived at Broken Heart Cliff and surveyed his surroundings. His eagle-like eyes narrowed slightly, as if pondering something. Suddenly, his white eyebrows stood up, and he walked to the edge of the cliff, clasping his hands behind his back and standing still.
Moments later, another figure approached from a distance, similarly clad in black. This person walked straight to the edge of the cliff and cupped his hands in salute to the black-clad man standing there. "I pay my respects to Master Shishu."
The eagle-eyed man nodded slightly. "It's surprising you still recognize me as your Shishu; I thought you had long considered yourself a member of Wuhua Sect."
The later arrival trembled slightly. After a moment, he replied, "Disciple has never forgotten his identity and has never done anything to harm Nanyue Sect."
Hearing this, the eagle-eyed man suddenly pulled down his scarf. He turned sharply and said sternly, "Then why have you repeatedly disobeyed my orders and failed to eliminate Lu Zaisheng? This has led to today's situation, causing Nanyue Sect to suffer a loss of reputation and resulting in the near-total loss of our outstanding disciples."
The later arrival slowly raised his head to look at the black-clad elder before him; it was Tuoba Buer. However, he showed no signs of surprise on his face, as if he had anticipated this encounter.
The masked man quietly said, "It is not that I did not try; it is just that Wuhua Sect has provided thorough protection for Lu Zaisheng, leaving me with no opportunity to act."
Tuoba Buer coldly stared at the masked man across from him. "If you have no chance to eliminate Lu Zaisheng, then what excuse do you have for not attempting to cut down a few disciples from Seven Star Sword Hall?"
The masked man silently gazed at Tuoba Buer and sighed deeply, choosing not to respond.
Tuoba Buer sneered and slowly walked closer. "Could it be that you are unable to act? Then today I shall give you a name that will make it even harder for you to take action."
As they brushed past each other, Tuoba Buer suddenly revealed a short sword about two feet long in his hand and swiftly plunged it into the masked man's back. The short sword pierced through his chest, yet the masked man remained motionless, only lowering his head to look at the sword tip protruding from his chest. He slowly pulled down the scarf covering his face, revealing An Mo Sheng. At that moment, An Mo Sheng's complexion was pale, displaying an expression that was both strange and painful—yet also seemed like a release.
In the next instant, he slumped softly to the ground.
Tuoba Buer withdrew the short sword and then yanked away An Mo Sheng's scarf. "This name is now An Mo Sheng." With that final statement, he stomped away.
The following morning, disciples patrolling the mountain discovered An Mo Sheng's corpse outside Broken Heart Cliff. As news spread, it left Wuhua Sect and various sect members attending the celebration utterly stunned.
The Wuhua Sect had stood for a thousand years. The assassination of a direct disciple from the Seven Star Sword Hall within their mountain gates was no trivial matter; it had already harmed the vitality of the Wuhua Sect.
Ximen Tower immediately summoned the higher-ups of the Wuhua Sect for an emergency meeting. Since it involved several disciples who formed the Seven Star Sword Formation, this urgent meeting was held in Herb Valley. They first inquired about Xunuo and a few other brothers, but none had noticed An Mo Sheng leaving Herb Valley alone at night. Afterward, they sent Xunuo and the others back to rest, leaving only Zhang Shoufeng to continue the discussions.
Upon seeing An Mo Sheng's corpse, Ximen Tower and the others had already formed a suspicion. The gathering was merely to confirm this suspicion. After a brief discussion, they fell into a heavy silence.
Analyzing the situation left everyone deeply affected. First, An Mo Sheng had left Herb Valley on his own accord. His swordsmanship and internal skills ranked among the top three among the second-generation disciples of the Seven Star Sword Hall, standing shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Shoufeng. There was no one capable of subduing An Mo Sheng in an instant and coercing him out of Herb Valley.
Secondly, An Mo Sheng had been killed with a single sword strike from behind, without any sign of resistance. This indicated that his killer was someone he knew well and possessed exceptional swordsmanship. Furthermore, it suggested that the murderer acted with confidence, unafraid that the Wuhua Sect would uncover their identity, believing at least that the sect lacked the ability to find this killer.
However, what puzzled everyone most was the motive behind An Mo Sheng's murder. If it was meant to incite chaos within the Wuhua Sect, then the method was too crude. Although An Mo Sheng held a high position as the second brother of the Seven Star Sword Hall and played a role in the Seven Star Sword Formation, he paled in comparison to figures like Xunuo and Liu Yunfei. Even when compared to Tian Feiyu and Ximen Tower—who could serve as focal points in the formation—he fell significantly short.
Killing any one of those individuals would truly cause chaos within the Wuhua Sect and strike at its roots.
After a moment of silence, everyone began to express their thoughts. Gradually, someone brought up the topic of an insider.
In fact, when Xunuo had encountered danger in Qingyang City previously, Ximen Tower and others had suspected that there might be spies from Nanyue Sect within Wuhua Sect. However, without concrete evidence, they could not speak recklessly about it. Even if they identified a true insider, the best course of action would be to quietly eliminate them; after all, it was not something honorable.
Now that someone had revisited this old matter, Ximen Tower could only sigh and acknowledge that there was indeed a possibility.
Gao Weiji bluntly stated, "If An Mo Sheng did not die at the hands of a spy, then he himself must be the spy. That would provide a reasonable explanation for this incident."
Tian Feiyu was still grieving over his lost disciple. Upon hearing Gao Weiji's words, he erupted in anger and began arguing with him.
Seeing that further discussion might lead to chaos, Ximen Tower hurriedly separated the two and dismissed the meeting.
Tian Feiyu insisted on staying outside Herb Valley to guard his disciple alone. After some thought, Ximen Tower felt this was acceptable. With this junior brother guarding outside Herb Valley, they could prevent further incidents while also keeping Lu Zaisheng in check from acting too recklessly—a win-win situation.
Upon receiving news of An Mo Sheng's death, Xunuo felt more self-reproach than sorrow. After contemplating for a while, he could not deduce what had truly happened. The others also lost interest in practicing their swordsmanship and sat quietly instead.
Days later, Liu Yunfei emerged from seclusion to thank Xunuo. Upon learning about An Mo Sheng's death, he sought justice from Nanyue Sect. Everyone knew that Nanyue Sect was under strong suspicion; however, without any solid evidence against them, they naturally stopped Liu Yunfei from creating further chaos.
Ximen Tower heard that Liu Yunfei had emerged from seclusion and summoned everyone back to the Seven Star Sword Hall. He wanted to check what realm Liu Yunfei had broken through to. Upon seeing Liu Yunfei skillfully wielding the One Sword, Seven Flowers technique, Ximen Tower was struck by the fluidity of his movements. The surging Inner Strength made the Sword Flower flourish endlessly.
Ximen Tower's eyes widened in surprise, and he suddenly exclaimed, "With two extraordinary swordsmen in our Wuhua Sect and the centuries-old protective formation of the Seven Star Sword Formation, we have a legitimate claim to contend for the position of Alliance Leader."
Xunuo nearly choked with anger upon hearing this. He had gone to great lengths to keep a low profile and promote Liu Yunfei solely to remain hidden himself. If they were to compete for the position of Alliance Leader, Wuhua Sect would inevitably have to flaunt their twin star reputation. At that point, maintaining a low profile would be impossible.
Thus, Xunuo disregarded the elders standing before him and declared loudly, "I do not believe that seizing the position of Alliance Leader would benefit our Wuhua Sect in any way."
Ximen Tower was taken aback by this response. He had not expected this usually high-profile disciple to voice opposition.
Tian Feiyu, however, could hardly contain his frustration. He knew that the establishment of this Martial Arts Alliance was meant to protect Lu Zaisheng. Now that there was an opportunity to seize the title of Alliance Leader and restore the reputation of Wuhua Sword Sect, he felt a surge of excitement. Yet, this rebellious disciple had doused him with cold water.
Tian Feiyu retorted angrily, "Our Wuhua Sword Sect is currently flourishing with talent. Seizing the title of Alliance Leader would elevate our reputation—how can that be inappropriate?"
Xunuo chuckled and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "I only pursue the most profound sword techniques; everything else is secondary. If anyone dares to challenge our Wuhua Sect, I will certainly cut them down with my sword. But if you expect me to engage in petty squabbles for fleeting fame like a clown, then I must respectfully decline."
Tian Feiyu's face turned green with rage as he slammed his hand on the table.
At that moment, Liu Yunfei slowly spoke from below, "I too have no interest in vying for that hollow title of Alliance Leader, nor do I wish to delay my training for it. Please seek someone else from our sect for this position."
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