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Chapter 24 Mo Da’s Sword Wins Fans, The Five Mountain Sword Alliance on the Brink of Conflict

Mo Da held his huqin in his left hand and clasped his hands in greeting toward Fei Bin.

“Senior Brother Fei, greetings to Alliance Leader Zuo.”

Seeing that Mo Da bore no hostility and knowing that he had a strained relationship with Liu Zhengfeng, Fei Bin responded, “Many thanks, Mister Mo. My senior brother is doing well.”

“Liu Zhengfeng of your sect colluded with the demonic cult, seeking to undermine our Five Mountain Sword Alliance.”

“Mister Mo, how do you think he should be dealt with?”

Mo Da took two steps toward Liu Zhengfeng and replied coldly, “He should be killed!”

The moment the word kill left his lips, a flash of cold light appeared.

A thin and narrow longsword had suddenly materialized in his hand, stabbing backward in a swift and unpredictable motion, straight towards Fei Bin’s chest.

The strike was blindingly fast, dreamlike yet lethal—It was a supreme technique from the Thirteen Variations of Hengshan’s Misty Clouds. Fei Bin was horrified and hastily retreated.

With a sharp tearing sound, his chest was slashed open—his clothes shredded, his flesh wounded. Though the injury wasn’t severe, it was enough to enrage and rattle him, completely breaking his composure.

Fei Bin retaliated immediately, thrusting his sword forward. But Mo Da had already seized the upper hand. His following strikes came in an unending wave, his thin sword slithering like a serpent, weaving through Fei Bin’s attacks with ceaseless tremors.

Forced into retreat, Fei Bin couldn’t even squeeze out a curse—Only managing to dodge and defend desperately. Droplets of blood began to spatter between their clashing blades.

Fei Bin twisted and dodged, straining to counterattack, but he could never escape Mo Da’s relentless swordplay.

Gradually, the blood pooled around them, forming a crimson circle. Suddenly, Fei Bin let out a long, agonized scream and leapt into the air. Mo Da took two steps back, sheathed his sword back into his huqin, and turned away without another word.

From behind a pine tree, the mournful melody of Xiaoxiang Night Rain began to play—a sorrowful tune that faded into the distance.

As Fei Bin landed, he collapsed onto the ground. A fountain of blood erupted from his chest, spurting upward like a geyser. Earlier, during the battle, he had been circulating Mount Song’s internal energy.

Now, with a fatal wound to his chest, that very energy forced his blood to spurt violently from the open wound—A gruesome and chilling sight. Just like that, Fei Bin breathed his last.

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Seeing the situation take such a drastic turn, everyone was momentarily stunned. Moments ago, Fei Bin had been untouchable. Now, he had died so humiliatingly at another’s sword.

【Qixing Pond’s Murong Qiudi】: Good! Serves him right! Mo Da’s swordplay was absolutely incredible!

【Guishan Su Ying】: It’s just a pity that Feiyan still died…

【Ming Dynasty Yunluo Princess】: That Fei Bin got off too easily! If he had been in front of this princess, I would have ordered my royal brother to have him sliced to death piece by piece!

【Mount Song Sect Fei Bin】: Well, well, well! Good move, Xiaoxiang Night Rain Mo Da! I will remember this.

【Hengshan Sect Master Dingyi】: Great Songyang Hand, what a mighty reputation! My disciple merely spoke a few words of justice, and you wanted to silence her forever! Is Hengshan truly so easily bullied!

【Five Mountain Alliance Leader Zuo Lengchan】: Brother Mo, it’s been years since we last met, and you seem to have grown bolder. Now you dare draw your sword against my Mount Song Sect for the sake of some demonic cultists?

【Hengshan Sect Master Mo Da】: And in those years, Brother Zuo, your Mount Song Sect has grown even more arrogant, completely disregarding the other four mountain sects.

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The chatroom was flooded with heated exchanges—Sharp words clashing like drawn swords, brimming with tension. Were it not for the shared external threat of the Sun Moon Divine Cult,

The Five Mountain Sword Alliance might have already turned on each other in open warfare. Though an outright split had not yet occurred, the rift was deeply entrenched.

And if the opportunity arose, they would not hesitate to stab each other in the back. Meanwhile, the members of the Sun Moon Divine Cult were ecstatic. They eagerly wished for the Five Mountain Sect to tear each other apart immediately.

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Yilin trembled in fear.

“Uncle Fei… actually wanted to kill me? He… he…”

The young nun’s head was spinning. She could no longer make sense of these so-called righteous sects. They were far too ruthless. Far too cruel. Perhaps it was best to just stay in Hengshan forever.

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“Master, Mistress! Senior Brother is back!”

Shouts rang out as Lu Dayou and Liang Fa supported Linghu Chong between them.

“Chong’er!”

“Senior Brother, are you okay? Are you badly hurt? Does it hurt?”

Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan rushed forward, their faces filled with concern. Linghu Chong was deeply moved and quickly reassured them,

“Master’s wife, Junior Sister, I’m fine!”

“On the way back, we ran into Master Dingyi from Hengshan Sect.”

“She gave me Hengshan’s secret medicines—‘White Cloud Bear Gallbladder Pill’ and ‘Heavenly Fragrance Bone-Mending Ointment’.”

“These medicines are truly miraculous—one for internal injuries, one for external wounds. Heh, I almost feel like I could fly! I’m nearly recovered!”

He patted his chest proudly, exuding a bold spirit. Though his wounds still stung when he moved, he refused to show any pain—Not when his master’s wife and junior sister were so worried.

“You little rascal, always trying to charm me!” Ning Zhongze scolded him playfully.

Yue Lingshan, however, looked gloomy and muttered, “Senior Brother, you’re a hero for saving others… but… but you shouldn’t risk your own life like that…”

Her eyes were already rimmed red.

Linghu Chong chuckled, “Junior Sister, don’t worry, I’ll be more careful in the future.”

Then, his face darkened with anger, “That Fei Bin was truly despicable! He dared to—”

“Enough!”

Before he could finish, a sharp voice interrupted him. Linghu Chong turned in surprise to see Yue Buqun’s stern expression.

His master’s gaze was cold as he spoke, “You encountered a demonic cultist, yet you did not kill them. That was already a grave mistake.”

“Now you dare to criticize a senior of our own sect?”

“Have you forgotten my teachings?”

“Do you not see how this makes me look? People will laugh at me, saying that Yue Buqun has failed to discipline his disciples properly!”

“If this happens again, do not expect me to show leniency!”

Cold sweat beaded on Linghu Chong’s forehead. He knew his master’s words made little sense, but as a disciple, he dared not argue.

Yue Lingshan couldn’t stand it anymore and blurted out, “Father! The Qu family saved Senior Brother’s life! How could he repay kindness with betrayal?”

The moment she finished speaking, Yue Buqun’s piercing gaze fell upon her. Yue Lingshan immediately fell silent, not daring to say another word.

Just as Yue Buqun was about to continue reprimanding them, the disciples of the Huashan Sect suddenly let out a startled cry.