Chapter 405: Gathering at Huangshan

Only one day remains until the decisive battle at Guangming Summit!
Yunmeng, Huangsha, and Xueyi are still in the capital city…
“It’s almost time.”
In the main hall of the headquarters, the three leaders gathered together, checked the time, nodded at each other, and walked out together to the square outside.
As they walked, they exchanged words quickly:
“Happy’s progress has slowed down. We haven’t reached Huangshan yet—it will take about a day to get there. If we set off now, we’ll arrive just in time.”
“Good. Organize the troops and set off immediately.”
Yunmeng felt relieved and ordered without hesitation.
…
While the Mu family, along with five other factions, was working to prevent Yipin Tang from invading Baokang, Yipin Tang was also on high alert against Happy’s possible counterattack.
As a mature and large-scale gaming guild, Yipin Tang was more cautious and careful than ordinary gangs. At critical moments, they moved step by step, afraid of making any mistakes—because they couldn’t afford to fail. A failure would mean losing not only their accumulated reputation but also their credibility and prestige. One mistake could send them from the top of the pyramid that everyone envied straight down.
Although Yipin Tang was already at the forefront of the martial world, they still had several concerns…
The first one was Happy!
Since Huangsha’s death, they had gained a new understanding of Happy. That stunning sword strike—so powerful that even Yunmeng didn’t dare to resist—and Happy was more insane than anyone else. When it came to acting, he was fierce and merciless; when it came to calmness, he thought more deeply than anyone else. Whether it was the development of the gang, influence behind the scenes, control over the martial world, or seizing opportunities, he was far superior.
During this time, Happy had entered the life-and-death realm faster than they had expected!
Moreover, Happy seemed to be directly connected to the decline of Heiliu Villa in Hongwu City…
The disappearance of three experts at the Liberation Realm meant that despite having three peerless masters, Yipin Tang once again felt pressure and threat from Happy.
They were also worried that if they took action, Happy might appear in the capital city…
Fortunately, Happy also seemed to want to avoid confrontation, giving both sides some space.
…
In less than half an hour, hundreds of well-equipped Yipin Tang disciples gathered in the square from all directions, full of vigor.
“Set off!”
The group tightened their reins and mounted their horses.
“Xie Lang andmonk, I’m leaving the headquarters to you. Make sure nothing goes wrong. Even if you have to die, hold on until we return.”
Xueyi turned around and gave instructions to the group on the steps of the headquarters.

The Evil Wolf and the Thick-Browed Monk both bowed and said, “Headmaster, Vice Headmaster, rest assured. With us here, even the sky can’t fall. Good luck to everyone on the journey!”
Mengyun nodded without hesitation, tightened the reins, and spurred his horse into the streets. Soon after, Bloodclothes and Desolation joined in, and soon the entire capital was in an uproar. Everyone realized at that moment that the three top figures of the First-Class Hall had all set out together for Huangshan.
…
Within a day, heroes from all over the martial world gathered at Huangshan. From afar, it was visible—martial artists who had heard the news filled the roads, growing denser and denser…
By the time one could faintly make out the outline of Huangshan in the distance, the roads were already packed with carriages and horses!
“There are so many people.”
A man and a woman, riding the coveted Hoof Shadows and wearing conical hats, appeared on the road. The man was tall and striking, while the woman was graceful, both exuding remarkable charm and quickly drawing many glances.
However, there were also quite a few people on the road who possessed Hoof Shadows!
Beautiful women and dashing heroes made their appearances.
From time to time, groups of proud and spirited martial artists could be seen rushing past, one hand on the reins and the other holding a weapon, creating a mighty roar as they passed by.
“There are already quite a few disciples from the six major sects besieging Bright Summit, plus heroes from all over the martial world—this is truly an unprecedented scene. Understandably, let’s try to avoid crowded areas later.”
“There seems to be no less crowded place ahead.” Mo Mo turned her head, looking through the hazy veil at the curved lines of Happy’s lips beneath his conical hat, and showed a strange expression. “Do we not go there?”
“Of course not.” Happy smiled, nodded his chin, and pointed at the faint outline of Huangshan shrouded in mist in the distance, speaking firmly, “Further ahead is the residence of the masters of the six major sects. Outsiders are not allowed to approach. If we go there, there won’t be many people.”
“Aren’t the residences of the six major sects off-limits? What are we going there for?”
Mo Mo was momentarily stunned but didn’t doubt Happy’s words. She retracted her Hoof Shadows and followed behind Happy, using her movement skills—after all, two legs were faster than four at times like this.
On the road, the distance between people was already very small, so Happy’s words were heard by many nearby!
Seeing this pair of distinguished-looking people disappear into the crowd at incredible speed, those people immediately became interested and started following after them…
But most of them soon realized that the gap between them was widening.
Soon, they were left behind!!

Yet the group became even more determined in their thoughts—intuitively, they felt that the man and woman must know something. After all, the settlement of the six major sects was no secret. The group fixed their direction and refused to give up.
…
At the foot of Huangshan Mountain, there was a vast plain. This was the entrance to Huangshan, and further ahead lay the defensive lines of the Mingjiao sect. The camps of the six major sects were located here. Looking around, over two thousand disciples in different costumes were clearly separated into various areas. In the central area, a group of monks, nuns, Taoists, and swordsmen of apparent high status gathered in a circle, seemingly discussing something!
Outside this open area, the disciples of the six major sects formed a defensive line, blocking out a group of eloquent martial artists from the Central Plains…
These martial artists from the Central Plains were also heroes from all corners of the region. Though they were background characters in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, they were actually quite skilled, each with bulging temples and at least the strength of the Life and Death realm.
“Stop!”
When Kai Xin pulled Mo Mo here, they were immediately stopped by someone raising their sword: “Kids, don’t be reckless. Ahead is the residence of the leaders of the six major sects. The six leaders have ordered that no attacks be launched on Guangming Summit for the next two hours. Stay at the foot of the mountain now.” The person next to him seemed completely unaware of this scene, continuing to speak indifferently while observing coldly.
Kai Xin didn’t stop and bypassed the man, moving forward.
Annoyed, the man swung his long sword and swiftly moved in front of Kai Xin.
“Hey! Kid, you don’t have ears!!”
Mo Mo panicked and quickly pulled at Kai Xin’s sleeve from behind—these were legitimate NPCs.
Ignoring Mo Mo’s attempts, Kai Xin lifted his sword without drawing it fully and effortlessly deflected the man’s sword. “Oh!” Annoyed, the man spun his sword and reflexively unleashed a wave of sword light.
Dragon-Seizing Hand!
The weapon in the man’s hand instantly ended up in Kai Xin’s grasp. With his sword drawn, he firmly placed it across the man’s neck, his tone icy: “My friend, you’re not a disciple of the six major sects, and I’m not either. It seems there’s no need to obey you…”
“Amitabha!” “Young master, please spare his life!” Before their words faded, the crowd suddenly parted, and a Shaolin disciple with a smiling face stepped forward, hands clasped: “The abbot of our sect invites you to come and talk!”
Under the astonished gazes of Mo Mo and the players behind them, Kai Xin calmly sheathed his sword, bowed respectfully, and said, “Please!”
He took Mo Mo with him and followed the Shaolin disciple into the camp of the six major sects.