Chapter 526: Chapter 132: Daba Mountain Range

Chen Tang and Guo Heng made an appointment along with two others to set off together tomorrow.

Today, he left alone, preparing to return to the Sun Family Trading House.

But before he had gone far, Chen Tang noticed that someone was tailing him, and it wasn’t just one person.

During the battle at Da Kong Temple, he had already attracted quite a bit of attention.

Among them, there might be some like Guo Heng who wanted to recruit him.

Perhaps, there were also those who followed out of curiosity.

There were also a few Esoteric Monks who were obviously following out of hostility.

Chen Tang couldn’t be bothered with such troublesome matters.

Weaving through the streets of Yizhou City, he passed by several shops and arrived at a corner. With a shake of his whole body, his bones crackled as he shrank a whole head shorter.

Then, he changed his outfit, put on a straw hat to cover most of his face, swaggered out, and blended into the crowd.

Once he returned to his place at Sun Family Trading House, Chen Tang restored his appearance to how it was.

After a while, Changsun He and Tan Wujiu returned there.

Changsun He was carrying a black cloth bag in his hand.

It held the Autumn Water Sword and the Flood Dragon Bow that Chen Tang had entrusted to Changsun He to retrieve.

"What a skillful means!"

Tan Wujiu exclaimed in admiration and said with a smile, "Watching you kill that licentious monk, I feel like my injuries have healed considerably, haha!"

Changsun He said, "There are quite a few people outside looking for you now. Brother Chen had better stay here for a few days to stay out of sight."

"Quite a few people in the trading house have seen me. I can’t stay here long, and it will surely bring trouble to you."

Chen Tang said, "I have an appointment and will leave tomorrow for the Ba Mountain Sword Sect."

Changsun He and Tan Wujiu exchanged a knowing glance.

It seems the rumors are probably true.

Early the next morning.

Chen Tang hung the Flood Dragon Bow on the saddle, wrapped the Autumn Water Sword in black cloth, tied it to his back, and arrived at the designated meeting place with Guo Heng and the others.

Seeing that Chen Tang had changed his outfit and had a long weapon strapped to his back, Lin Ling’Er curiously asked, "What kind of weapon is that on your back?"

"A sword,"

Chen Tang replied.

Guo Heng was somewhat surprised and said, "So Brother Chen also uses a sword, just like our sect’s disciples."

Martial artists skilled in horizontal training usually use heavy or blunt weapons; it’s rare for them to use a sword.

Chen Tang said, "I just know a little."

"Since it’s a sword, why cover it with black cloth?" Lin Ling’Er asked again.

Chen Tang said, "If this sword is exposed, it might attract trouble."

Lin Ling’Er was taken aback, then slightly pouted.

Luo Qi also frowned.

This person’s martial arts are indeed excellent, but his words are somewhat groundless.

There are many divine weapons in the world, but their effectiveness depends on whose hands they are in.

If there’s a divine skill secret manual, it might cause a scramble among the martial world members.

But to cause trouble over a weapon, that’s really thinking too much.

Such words might fool someone without much knowledge.

We people of Jianghu, who would believe that?

Guo Heng smiled but remained silent and did not expose him.

Luo Qi, however, found Chen Tang’s mysterious air annoying and said solemnly, "What kind of sword is so powerful? Why not show it to us so we can take a look?"

Chen Tang shook his head.

Seeing this, Luo Qi became more convinced of his thoughts and was about to continue questioning.

"Junior Luo!"

Guo Heng called gently, his eyes stopping him, and changed the subject, "Let’s hit the road."

The four of them traveled by day and rested by night, and it wasn’t long before they reached the Daba Mountain range.

This mountain range stretches a thousand miles, with elevated terrain, numerous gorges, and steep slopes.

It is shrouded in mist for most of the year, the roads slick with moss, extremely slippery. Those without martial arts foundations risk falling into the valleys with the slightest carelessness.

When they arrived at the mountain gate, disciples of the Sword Sect came out to greet them and exchanged pleasantries with Guo Heng and the others.

Guo Heng and the other two brought Chen Tang into the mountain gate to a reception hall.

"This is Chen Jing. We met in Yizhou City. Brother Chen wishes to visit a friend in our sect, and since it was convenient, he came along with us,"

Guo Heng introduced him to several young disciples around and said, "Brother Chen, please wait here for a while. We’ll report back to the master and then come back to find you."

Disciples of the Ba Mountain Sword Sect prepared some tea and snacks, bringing them to Chen Tang’s table.

"Thank you."

Chen Tang nodded.

Since he’d already arrived at Ba Mountain Sword Sect, it was only a matter of time before he could see Ye Yushi, so there was no need to rush.

After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the sound of fluttering clothes came from outside the reception hall.

Chen Tang glanced sideways.

There were quite a few disciples from Ba Mountain Sword Sect, both men and women, standing outside, peering at him with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

At the front of the group were Luo Qi and Lin Ling’Er.

Someone asked, "Junior Sister Lin, is he the person who killed Master Zagu?"

Lin Ling’Er replied, "It’s him. That battle, we had the fortune to witness firsthand with Senior Brother Guo."

Another person said, "This man looks ordinary, not like the Vajra Reincarnation or ancient War God as rumored." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Lin Ling’Er quickly said, "Senior Sister Li, don’t underestimate him. His skills even amaze Senior Brother Guo."

Listening to Lin Ling’Er, Luo Qi felt a pang of jealousy in his heart and couldn’t help saying, "This person is quite capable, but he loves to boast. He claimed that Senior Sister Jade Flute was his friend and spoke of how great his sword was."

"That’s true,"

Ye Ling’Er said, "But even the greatest sword can’t compare with our sect’s divine Night Rain Sword."

"But the Night Rain Sword has already been taken."

"Senior Sister Jade Flute lost miserably this time, and our sect also suffered embarrassment."

"Don’t say that. Senior Sister Jade Flute has only opened six meridians; this battle wasn’t likely to succeed. I heard she’s been self-critical, not leaving her room since she was injured upon returning, sigh."

"It’s all because that He Shiyao was too overbearing that even when Senior Brother Guo visited, he refused to meet."

While everyone was discussing, Chen Tang pricked up his ears, looking towards the door.

Two figures descended from the sky; at the front was a middle-aged woman in a pale blue robe. Her tied hair was streaked with strands of silver, betraying her age but not her grace, like an ancient sword still sharp after weathering many storms.

Following her in was Guo Heng.

"This is my master, the Sect Leader of Ba Mountain Sword Sect,"

Guo Heng introduced.

The middle-aged woman fixed her gaze on Chen Tang and asked directly, "Are you the one who killed Monk Zagu?"

"I am Chen Jing, greetings to the senior,"

Chen Tang quickly got up and bowed respectfully.

The middle-aged woman was slightly taken aback.

This person appears to be about my age; why this ’senior’ business?

Do I look that old?

The middle-aged woman cleared her throat lightly and said, "My surname is Jian, no need for such formality. Just call me Sect Leader Jian."