Chapter 65: Yin Yang Mountain

  "Stuff something in her mouth." The quick-witted Xiao Hei, who was standing guard beside her, instantly pulled out a wad of white cloth and stuffed it into Yao Nü's mouth.

  Xia Lin coughed and walked up to Yao Nu, saying: "I'm telling you, woman, with your looks, like a withered flower, where did you get the inexplicable confidence to show your face in public? Pitiful."

  After finishing speaking, Xia Lin shook his head regretfully and turned around to leave. Yao Nu was so angry that she almost vomited blood again.

  He turned and walked away, Xia Ling sighed: "It's just a woman, is it worth being so angry with her?"

  Xia Lin smiled and said, "Don't look at her delicate appearance, she is after all the leader of Yinyang Mountain, countless men have died under her hands. No matter when, we can't let our guard down. A woman like this, must be made to know fear, make her know that it's easy to play with her, only then will she be afraid and become obedient."

  It's only now that I recall Yao Nu's identity. Just looking at this woman, it seems like my subconscious has already started to feel a sense of pity for her, which is terrifying.

  "Turn back and have a few younger brothers keep an eye on her, in case this guy tries any tricks." Xia Lin ordered.

  Xia Ling felt a sense of unease and turned around to see the disciples of Yinyang Mountain, her face suddenly turning gloomy: "What about these Yinyang Mountain disciples?"

  These people will still be useful later, and they can't be killed for now. Otherwise, after they take over the Yin Yang Mountain, what's the point of taking down an empty mountain stronghold? So killing them is not feasible for now, and it's even more impractical to bring them along to fight on the Yin Yang Mountain. Controlling this group of people will render Black Wind Stockade powerless.

  Xia Lin looked at these people and smiled: "Take them up the mountain."

  "Huh?" Xia Ling was taken aback, "Young Master, there are twice as many of them as our Black Wind Fortress disciples. If we bring all of them along, we'll have no fighting power left."

  "What's the point of having fighting power? We're going to annex Mount YinYang, not destroy it. As long as they surrender, that's enough. I wonder, if we take a thousand Mount YinYang disciples up the mountain, won't the scene be shocking? Let that Condensing Sea Realm expert see it, will he surrender? What if I say that if you don't surrender, I'll kill?"

  Xia Lin said calmly, causing Xia Ling to break out in cold sweat beside him. "A thousand lives, can be killed just by saying so?" He didn't dare ask further, afraid that Xia Lin would really say "can".

  Can you go down?

  If Xia Ling asked him out, Xia Lin would definitely give it to her!

  The disciples of Yinyang Mountain are all what kind of thing, he is very clear about it.

  Hei Feng Zhai clearly stipulates that it is forbidden to plunder the common people! It is forbidden to bully women! Robbery, kidnapping, want money? Can. But if you dare to bully a woman, then there is only one dead word. This is the iron law of Hei Feng Zhai! In those years, Xia Man and his wife made a decision together, and it was precisely because of this decision that Hei Feng Zhai developed better and better, becoming the largest mountain stronghold near Linjiang City.

  But rules are dead, and people are alive.

  Search your heart, among the thousands of disciples in Heifengzhai, there must be a few who dare to try to break the rules. Some were caught, some were not, so Xia Lin couldn't even guarantee that every person in his own mountain stronghold was clean, let alone Yinyangshan?

  Over the years, how many people have died on Yin Yang Mountain? Compared to them, the Black Wind Fortress disciples are truly as pure as white paper.

  If it weren't for the great enemy in front of him, Xia Lin might have really come to a big purge and killed all these poisonous tumors! It's not that Xia Lin's sense of justice is bursting, but he has to follow the rules here. However, for Xia Lin, Linjiang City is equivalent to his hometown. No matter where he goes in the future, no matter what level he reaches, only this place is his territory, belonging to his home.

  How can such tumors be allowed to exist on their own turf? In the past, they didn't have the power, but now that their power is rising, it has also brought out Xia Lin's ambition! This battle has instead thoroughly activated the **hope** that had been buried deep in Xia Lin's heart, allowing Xia Lin to understand the unease that had always been in his heart, and truly begin planning for his own future.

  Unifying the mountain stronghold is just the first step! This is my territory, and you can't be in charge... Thinking of this, Xia Lin's eyes shone with a fierce light, "Tie them all up, one person watches two, and suppress them at Yin Yang Mountain!"

  "Yes!"

  Hei Feng Zhai disciples, listen to the order! Quickly tie up all the Yin Yang Mountain disciples and bind them tightly. Then... head towards Yin Yang Mountain. As the Hei Feng Zhai disciples left, the mountain foot regained its tranquility, everything seemed peaceful and calm. No one would know that just now, a super-large-scale group fight had occurred here...

  Behind the mountain of Yin and Yang, there is a clear spring flowing from here. An old woman is sitting on a rocking chair by the spring, enjoying her tea with relish. Next to her, a slender red-clad girl is practicing knife skills, two blades flashing in her hands, making a soft whooshing sound, with a hint of murderous intent amidst the elegance.

  A fallen leaf floated down from the air, passing by a girl's side, and when it landed on the ground, it had already become fragmented.

  The old woman saw this scene and nodded in satisfaction, "Floating and soundless, Lian'er, your cultivation has made progress again."

  The girl called Lian'er smiled slightly and instantly retracted the two curved knives: "My cultivation hasn't increased, it's all thanks to the Double Moon Knife Method."

  The old woman nodded slightly, "At the age of sixteen, he has mastered the double-month knife technique with second-rate martial skills. This talent is unmatched in Linjiang City."

  "Lingjiang City?" The girl gazed calmly into the distance, "My goal is not Lingjiang City!"

  The old woman sighed and said, "Can't you... just forget about him?"

  "Forgotten?" The girl's eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent. "If it wasn't for him, Mother wouldn't have become like this!"

  "But he is your father after all."

  "Father?"

  The girl sneered, her elegant face lifted, and there was a hint of extraordinary beauty: "My surname is Yao, I am the descendant of the Yao family, and I am your granddaughter! Apart from that, there are no other relatives! As for him? I was born to kill him! Heaven gave me this exceptional talent, wasn't it meant for me to kill him? If I don't do so, wouldn't I be wasting heaven's kindness?"

  "Ah, fate... " The old woman looked disheartened, wanting to say something, but suddenly her eyes lit up and she raised her head to look at the door: "Someone has broken in."

  A magnificent double-edged sword floated in her hand, and the girl's figure suddenly became dizzy and disappeared.

  "Whoosh——"

  A burly man burst in through the door, and before he could even open his mouth, he suddenly felt a chill on his body. A cold, sinister dagger was pressed against his neck, and without hesitation, it slashed downwards.

  "Wait." The old woman suddenly spoke up, and the dagger stopped in its tracks for an instant. "Lian'er is one of us, let's talk when we get back."

  Splash!

  In a daze, the red-clothed girl appeared again beside the old woman, coldly staring at the sturdy man: "Those who intrude into the backyard will be killed without pardon! Don't you know?"

  Zhuang Han touched his neck which almost got cut off, feeling a chill, and hastily replied: "I... I know, but the... the leader is back."

  "What's wrong?" the old woman asked sternly.

  "Was... was brought back bound."

  "What?" The old woman's face changed color, "Where are the others?"

  "All... all were tied up, a thousand disciples, all were tied up and brought back." The robust man said with sweat dripping down his face as he knelt on the ground. After finishing speaking, he waited for quite a while without hearing any noise before lifting his head, only to find that the old ancestor and the young lady had already left.

  The strength of Jinghai Dianfeng burst out in an all-round way, the old woman took the red-clothed girl and hurried on her way, and in a few breaths, she had already arrived at the front mountain.

  When they arrived at the front mountain, the old woman was shocked to discover that, just as the disciple had said earlier, in front of the grand hall of Mount Yin Yang, there were indeed disciples of Mount Yin Yang tied up, densely packed and occupying almost every inch of space. And at the forefront was none other than the leader of Mount Yin Yang, her daughter, Yao Nu.

  The old woman's body trembled slightly, but she didn't move. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but rather that she couldn't. Next to each of the Yin Yang Mountain disciples stood a person wearing black clothes, with a knife blade placed on the disciple's body, as if they would cut them down at any moment if they made a wrong move. And on Yao Nu's neck were placed two knives. If she rashly took action, the foundation of Yin Yang Mountain would be destroyed in an instant.

  What made the old woman even angrier was that there were only over 500 people in black! One thousand disciples of Yinyang Mountain beat up five hundred people, and they still got caught?!

  Nowadays, Yin Yang Mountain has been ruined by Yao Nu to what extent!

  The old woman suppressed her anger and continued to look, before everyone else, a young man in white brocade was sitting on the chair, slowly playing with something, happily chatting with a green-clad girl beside him. Behind him stood a middle-aged man with some whiskers and a cold-looking young man on his left and right.

  In an instant, the old woman had a grasp of these people's states. One was at the peak of physical training, one was at the peak of internal energy circulation, the young master in the middle seemed unfathomable and should have cultivated some hidden powerful technique, while the green-clothed girl looked like a maid and didn't seem to have any abilities.

  The old woman let out a slight sigh of relief, the strongest one should be that middle-aged man, the peak of the cyclone is not enough to be feared, now as long as she rescues her daughter, she will definitely crush these people!

  The old woman's face was calm and gentle as she looked at Xia Lin with a smile, saying: "This young master, I don't know what to call you? I am the elder of this place."

  "Ha ha! Let me introduce myself, I am Xia Lin from Hei Feng Zhai."

  "Hei Feng Village? Xia Lin?" The old woman was startled by the words, how could Hei Feng Village be here. Thinking of this, she quickly said: "Young Master Xia, our five big villages have always been like well water not offending river water, is there some misunderstanding?"

  Looking at Xia Lin in front of her with an extraordinary air, the old woman's face changed slightly. Hei Feng Zhai... twenty years ago... Xia Lin, could he be her son?

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