Chapter 432: Huixin Dictates the Nine Yang Skill

The Conscience Tycoon originally planned to use the intuition of the renowned “Happy One” to determine the value of “The Sword of Life and Death” and “Dharma Sword Technique.” To his surprise, out of the three swordsmanship secrets at the Life and Death realm, the two he was most proud of were ignored by the latter. Shocked, he thought his set price of one billion silver coins might have revealed his thoughts.
He changed his tone:
“Brother Happy, I have a question… about that 4th-stage National Guardian Sword in your hands… How did you hide it from the Divine Weapons List? If you tell me this secret, I’ll give you this manual for free.”
The Conscience Tycoon was highly cunning; while trying to gather information, he offered a substantial incentive.
A decent swordsmanship secret at the Life and Death realm!
A swordsmanship secret worth at least fifty million—just to get some information. Only someone like the Conscience Tycoon, who didn’t take money seriously, would do such a thing.
Yet, Happy’s reply disappointed him once again.
“Let’s keep things separate. Finish the deal for ‘Flying Dragon Sword Technique’ first. I’m not good at owing favors.” His tone was calm, showing no excitement at the Conscience Tycoon’s offer.
“Heh, then fifty million it is. It doesn’t matter if you don’t reveal the secret of the Divine Weapons List; I understand.”
The Conscience Tycoon forced a smile.
Realizing Happy had no intention of revealing anything, he wisely stopped pressing further. But being as shrewd as he was, he could sense something unusual in Happy’s deliberate concealment—since a 4th-stage masterpiece was deliberately hidden by the Mu family, could there be a second or third one?
The strength of the Mu family was likely far beyond what it seemed…
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Happy’s four innate attributes had already exceeded 80 points. After completing the deal, he immediately started learning “Flying Dragon Sword Technique.” After wandering around the city, he stumbled upon unexpected news in the streets of Wan’an County.
Near Wan’an Temple, there used to be many bandits. But since the Yuan soldiers occupied Wan’an Temple, those bandits disappeared without a trace, leaving many players who relied on them for training without a place to practice or income.
By chance, the players gradually discovered that the Yuan soldiers in Wan’an Temple were actually no different from bandits…
Whenever anyone approached the temple, no matter who it was, they would immediately be attacked by the Yuan soldiers!
Although the Yuan soldiers were strong, having reached the Mysterious Realm, and including some at the Life and Death realm with excellent coordination, making them hard to kill despite their numbers, they still dropped equipment and money when killed.

To their even greater surprise, the Yuan soldiers in Wan’an Temple respawned very quickly—every half hour. Many players were thrilled and rushed around to form teams to attack Wan’an Temple together! In just half a day, countless player teams arrived at Wan’an Temple, with many even reaching near the Mahavira Hall and seeing the disciplined and fierce armored warriors. There were rumors that killing an armored warrior was worth at least a thousand taels of silver, and the chance of obtaining rare weapons seemed quite high… Although many players died near the Mahavira Hall or tall towers at the hands of these armored warriors, it still attracted countless others. Of course, Happy didn’t dare to head to Wan’an Temple rashly—ordinary players might not face much trouble there, but as someone involved in narrative missions, approaching could provoke attacks from Zhao Min’s three servants. One Ah San was already hard enough to deal with, and Happy didn’t want to risk his life. Back at the inn, Happy changed into less conspicuous clothes and took two Emei Sect disciples out of the city to search for Emei Sect disciples stationed at the “Hui Xin An” temple. Along the way, the Emei Sect disciples told Happy that in the Central Plains martial world, most temples were under the Emei Sect’s jurisdiction. They served as both branches of the Emei Sect and its eyes and ears in the martial world, ensuring no information was lost. Moreover, those who established temples were usually skilled masters at least at the Jie Tuo realm, capable of protecting their Emei Sect disciples. The abbot of Hui Xin An was a genuine Jie Tuo realm expert with several strong disciples. Happy quickly realized this was a good opportunity—having the Jade Spotted Finger, he could command all Emei Sect disciples. If he could also persuade the abbot, things would change completely! … Hui Xin An was just over a dozen miles from the city, quite close to Wan’an Temple. When Happy saw the abbot, he never imagined that this middle-aged, plain-clothed old nun before him was the abbot of the temple—a Jie Tuo realm expert. The abbot was completely different from Master Mu Jue; she had a very kind appearance and exuded a calming aura. The bucket she carried on her shoulder revealed her simple, unworldly nature. Her gentle voice made people feel as if listening to an ancient bell in the mountains, cleansing their souls. “Senior Abbot Hui Xin!” “It’s Jing Neng.” The old nun put down her load and bowed, saying, “Have you found any clues about the sect leader?” Jing Neng stepped forward to respond:

“Yes, Senior Sister Hui Xin, we have found Young Master Kai Xin. He has discovered the location of our sect leader…”
“It turns out he was taken to Wan’an Temple along with masters from the six major sects. No wonder so many Yuan soldiers have appeared in the area these days. Sigh.” Senior Sister Hui Xin wore a compassionate expression. “Although I have spent over a decade in peaceful meditation here, I am still a disciple of Emei Sect. Seeing our sect leader in trouble, I cannot just stand by. Young Master Kai Xin, if there is anything I can do, please give orders.”
“You’re too kind, Senior Sister.”
Kai Xin hurriedly replied, “I am grateful that Senior Sister Jie Jue values me enough to entrust me with such an important task in times of crisis. Unfortunately, my skills are too limited; I am unable to lead everyone to rescue the masters from the six major sects.”
“You’re too modest, Young Master Kai Xin,” said Hui Xin with emotion. “Although you are young, your ability to escape unharmed from the two powerful Yuan soldiers shows your wisdom and extraordinary skills. Coincidentally, I was near Wan’an Temple last night. If it were me, I would never have been able to escape under their attack.”
“You were at Wan’an Temple yesterday?” Kai Xin was surprised.
Hui Xin nodded seriously. “Wan’an Temple and Hui Xin Nunnery are both Buddhist places with a deep connection. We usually interact. Now that the Yuan soldiers have occupied the place where the masters practice meditation, how could I not pay attention?” She paused before suddenly changing tone. “Although you are not a disciple of our sect, you are willing to risk your life for the people of the six major sects. You have a pure heart and care about the world. I admire you… We alone cannot resolve the issues of the six major sects; we must wait until their masters gather together… Young Master, why not practice here at Hui Xin Nunnery for now? I see you have remarkable aptitude. I have a martial art technique that I can teach you, which will make your training more efficient.”
At these words, Kai Xin suddenly felt anxious. “Making training more efficient… Could it be the legendary…?” Thinking that he might have the chance to learn a technique even Emei Sect disciples might not be able to master, his expression became very strange.
“Is what Senior Sister means the ‘Emei Nine Yang Art’ passed down by our sect leaders through the ages?” Jing Neng suddenly spoke up.