Chapter 100: Old Yue, Take a Guess—How Many Have Not Practiced the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual?

“Pfft~” Mi Weiyi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then immediately closed his eyes and sat down to regulate his breathing. After a moment, Mi Weiyi slowly opened his eyes and spoke to Liu Zhengfeng in a hoarse voice, “We must not channel our inner energy according to the path outlined in the Evil-Dispelling Sword Manual, or there will be backlash. We can only use the internal energy techniques of our Hengshan Sect. Perhaps because of the Blood Bodhi, my inner force has increased significantly—just slightly stronger than yours before you consumed the Blood Bodhi, Master...

Tomorrow, if none of the Songshan Sect have practiced the Evil-Dispelling Sword Manual, with Senior Brother Xiang and me present, Hengshan will be safe. But if Songshan has anyone trained in the Evil-Dispelling Sword Manual...”

“How could Songshan possibly have no one practicing the Evil-Dispelling Sword Manual!” Liu Zhengfeng’s face darkened instantly. If there were only one or two who had cultivated the manual, Liu Zhengfeng was confident that with his newfound strength, he, Mi Weiyi, and Xiang Daniu together could overcome the ordeal tomorrow. But even without thinking, it was obvious Songshan would have more than just a couple disciples trained in the manual.

“Well... don’t fret. Mi Weiyi and Xiang Daniu have already drunk the water from the Spring of Drowned Maiden. It’s both a curse and a stroke of luck. If they drink cold water, they turn into women; drink hot water, they turn back into men,” Yang Xin said leisurely.

“What the—! Is that even possible? Is this the legendary union of male and female?”

Yang Xin’s words once again shattered everyone’s perceptions.

Mi Weiyi and Xiang Daniu quickly poured themselves a cup of tea, waited for it to cool, and drank it. Sure enough, their male bodies changed again into female.

“What the—! This could lead to something big!”

Not only Yang Xin but everyone present was eagerly awaiting the events of the following day, curious to see how Songshan would react upon encountering such Hengshan disciples.

The next day, Hengyang City, Liu Residence of Hengshan Sect.

The streets were bustling, heroes from the Three Mountains and Five Ranges arriving in an endless stream.

Yang Xin, after all, was new to this world. Though he had the advantage of foresight, he was far from matching the likes of Yue Buqun in mastery of detail. Thus, Yang Xin calmly took up residence at the Huashan Sect’s assigned space, listening to Yue Buqun’s detailed explanations. Of course, Yang Xin didn’t merely listen—he also commented as he heard.

As more and more people gathered, the Liu Residence grew ever livelier.

“The Deputy Leader of the Beggar Sect, Zhang Jin’ao, has arrived!”

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“Old Master Xia, Boxing Master of Liuhe Gate in Zhengzhou, has arrived!”

“Hero Tie of Goddess Peak has arrived!”

“Pan Hou, Leader of the Sands of the Eastern Sea, has arrived!”

“The Two Friends of Qujiang, Hero Bai and Hero Lu, have arrived!”

...

Those whose arrival was announced were all figures of great renown in the martial world. As they passed through the front courtyard, countless martial artists rose in respect—an impressive display indeed.

Amid the admiration of the crowd, they entered the main hall.

That hall was the heart of the Golden Basin Hand-Washing Ceremony. Those allowed entry and given seats were none other than the heads and elders of major sects, venerable figures of the martial world.

“Old Yue, how many here do you think have practiced the Evil-Dispelling Sword Manual?” Yang Xin rolled his eyes, sweeping over the so-called heroes of the martial world, and suddenly asked.

“This? Probably not many. Perhaps some disciples succumbed to its allure, but these are all distinguished figures, respected by all...” Yue Buqun hesitated, his tone uncertain, his voice growing softer.

He had experienced the manual’s sinister influence first-hand. When he first saw it, he instinctively wanted to cultivate it. Fortunately, Yang Xin was there to jolt him awake. Had he been alone in seclusion, he might have already fallen victim to it.

“Old Yue, you’re not being honest. Maybe let me ask differently: Old Yue, who among these people do you think hasn’t practiced the Evil-Dispelling Sword Manual?” Yang Xin said with a smile.

“Hiss~ Surely not!” Yue Buqun’s face changed dramatically. He instantly grasped Yang Xin’s meaning, staring incredulously at those present. If Yang Xin was right, ninety-nine percent of those gathered here had cultivated the manual.

Well... except for that group of nuns from Hengshan.

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“With these eyes, no one’s internal energy flow can escape scrutiny.” Yang Xin pointed to his white eyes.

“White eyes?” Yue Buqun felt a chill within, deeply unsettled by Yang Xin’s abilities, yet a volcano of desire burned in his heart. “White eyes are practically a cheat—such a pair would greatly aid self-cultivation and be an unbeatable weapon against enemies. Their weaknesses would be laid bare at a glance.”

“Want them?” Yang Xin suddenly asked.

Facing Yang Xin, whose white eyes were active, Yue Buqun broke out in cold sweat, feeling that all his thoughts were exposed. In the past, Yue Buqun would have hedged, playing coy, but now, knowing Yang Xin’s temperament, he abandoned all scheming and said directly, “I want them!”

“If you want something, just say it. How else am I to know? It’s not as if I’d deny you if you wanted them, or give them if you didn’t...” Yang Xin grinned.

“Uncle— not only I, but my wife Ning Zhongze, and my daughter Yue Lingshan want them as well.” Yue Buqun, now transformed from hypocrite to honest rogue, laid his request plainly before Yang Xin.

“To have such a nephew, I am truly pleased...” Yang Xin had no qualms about creating a White-Eyed Clan in this world—making Princess Yue Lingshan a white-eyed princess sounded delightful. With that, Yang Xin lightly tapped the heads of Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, and Yue Lingshan.

Yue Buqun hurriedly pulled Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan to kneel and thank Yang Xin, regardless of the public setting, drawing all eyes to Yang Xin. After all, Yue Buqun had earned the title “Gentleman Sword” in the martial world and was the head of Huashan, with considerable influence. His kneeling shocked everyone.

Soon, rumors about Yang Xin spread rapidly among the martial artists, but shortly after, Lin Pingzhi appeared and drew all attention to himself, as people looked at him with curious glances.

After all, everyone who had practiced the Evil-Dispelling Sword Manual owed a debt to the Lin family, regardless of the motives—the Lin family had spread the manual throughout the martial world...

At that moment, Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, and Yue Lingshan quietly opened their white eyes. Seeing the flow of internal energy among those present, their expressions became wonderfully complex, and a single thought popped up in their minds: “What the—how can so many be practicing the Evil-Dispelling Sword Manual?”

“Uncle, what on earth are you planning?” Yue Buqun looked at Yang Xin, face full of bitter wonder.

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