Chapter 904: Qiankun Youhun vs. Yi Jian Shu

“Daozhen?”
Kai Xin wasn’t particularly familiar with this name, but upon hearing that the other party claimed to be from Goryeo, he sneered and glanced in the direction from which the voice came. There were few skilled fighters from Goryeo, and the only notable one was the Yi Jian Sect.
“Yi Jian Sect of Goryeo, Daozhen. I’ve long heard of the reputation of the greatest warrior in the Central Plains. I’ve come from afar—hope you’ll spare me some guidance.”
With a light whistle, a figure with remarkable movement skills soared above the crowd on the mountain path, using the shoulders or heads of Shaolin disciples as leverage along the way. Though his style was elegant, it drew many gasps and angry shouts.
Even Kai Xin couldn’t help but frown slightly at the other party’s reckless approach.
In the Central Plains, there were many arrogant people, but those who dared to be so bold in front of Shaolin martial artists were probably just fools.
Dive!
Daozhen, full of pride, also loved to show off. He leaped high using the last person in the crowd as a boost, spun several times in the air, and landed gracefully in the open space across from Kai Xin. Holding his long sword, he stared coldly at Kai Xin’s face.
It had to be said that the people of this country did have a decent talent for performance. If ordinary female players were present, such a grand entrance would likely provoke some foolish screams. But sadly…
This was Shaolin Temple. Everyone here was male; the only woman was probably Xu Xin, standing in the pavilion behind Kai Xin—she was currently staring at this self-important kid with a strangely peculiar look.
The expected stunning effect never occurred…
Instead, countless angry gazes were fixed on him.
“…”
Feeling the unexpected atmosphere around him and noticing that his opponent was also staring in a very strange way toward the mountain path, Daozhen’s expression turned uneasy. Thinking that Kai Xin might not know his fame, he arrogantly raised his chin:
“Daozhen of Goryeo, one of the top figures on the Global Rankings.”
“Just say the first four words,” Kai Xin finally turned his gaze back, smiling. “That prophet’s ranking list isn’t around for long. You rush to use it to highlight your status… it’s not very impressive.”
“Haha!!”
The Shaolin disciples, initially shocked by Daozhen’s name, lost their seriousness and burst into laughter.
Daozhen wasn’t stupid—he could easily tell the sarcasm and mockery in Kai Xin’s words. Pointing with his sword, he said, “Stop talking nonsense. I’m here to fight you today. Do you dare accept the challenge? Just one word!”

“Today is the day of the Sacrificial Blood Offering. I’ll agree to whatever number comes. Since you were sent by Yipin Tang, where is Mengyun? They sent only you, but she doesn’t intend to show up? Or is she too afraid to appear before me?”
Before his words could end, a cold and authoritative voice came from the crowd:
“Happy has invited us—how dare Mengyun fail to show up?”
Many people looked in that direction and saw Mengyun, fully armed, walking gracefully through the gap in the crowd. Behind her, more members of Yipin Tang were pouring in along the mountain path.
“Hiss…” The Shaolin disciples gasped in shock.
“What’s going on today?”
When hundreds of Yipin Tang’s experts appeared at Shaolin Mountain along with Happy, and “Thunderous Roar,” a renowned expert from the Global Masters List, showed up there, they at most found it strange and then focused on the clash between these two top experts.
But now…
Even Mengyun, the leader of Yipin Tang, had appeared in person, along with “Taozhen,” a well-known expert from the Global Masters List.
Considering Happy’s earlier words about the Sacrificial Blood Offering and the ongoing battles between Yipin Tang and the four major factions of the Mu family in the north, many people secretly gasped, realizing the deeper implications.
Most likely…
Yipin Tang had brought a large force to Shaolin, probably intending to engage in a bloody battle with Happy for a decisive fight.
At that thought, many realized that Shaolin might be repeating the same fate it had suffered during the Emperor’s birthday—Shaan Mountain drenched in blood!
…
“Lord Happy, I’ve come here to ask you just one question.”
Mengyun also stepped into the area and stopped in front of Happy.
On Mengyun’s face, Happy saw no trace of the boldness and supreme authority from his past life. Instead, there was a cold, frenzied indifference:
“This time, to what extent does your Mu family really intend to go?”
As the leader of the largest faction in the north, even after dying many times at Happy’s hands, his words still carried a sharp authority.
“Leader Mengyun, your words lack sincerity.”
Happy casually took a step forward:
“Indeed, this is all part of my plan. But honest people don’t engage in secret schemes. Leader Mengyun, did you set up a vast net along our path back as a way to give us a ‘warm welcome’?”
“You…”
“Enough wasted words. It’s better not to say anything more.”
Happy cut off Mengyun’s explanation.

“In the battle on the grasslands, our Mu Family and Yipin Hall have long since torn away the last veil of pretense—soldier against soldier, king against king, we’ll speak openly without any need to feign peace… After Caiyi Gate was destroyed, I’ve endured long enough… I have no intention of tolerating it any longer.”
“…”
Meng Yun’s expression darkened slightly.
From his cheerful words, she heard another meaning—one she hadn’t yet had to face.
Immediately, her tone turned stern: “By your words, starting today, Yipin Hall and the Mu Family will be enemies at war, with no chance of reconciliation!”
“No,” he replied with a cheerful smile.
Before Meng Yun could relax, he froze her expression with one sentence: “It’s not today. Starting yesterday, we’ve already been enemies at life and death.”
“…Haha, very good!”
Meng Yun laughed in anger: “Since you’ve made up your mind, Meng Yun will accompany you to the end! With hundreds of thousands of Yipin Hall’s elite troops in the northern Central Plains, we haven’t feared anyone before.”
After a pause, she smiled coldly again: “Do you know why the head of this hall arrived late just now?”
“…”
Hearing this, Kai Xin fell silent.
Seeing the slightly unnatural expression on Kai Xin’s face, Meng Yun’s long-suppressed smile finally spread: “Do you think that having the members of the four major gangs attack separately will throw me into chaos? Let me tell you—those people under your control are already all under my troops’ surveillance. The reason they haven’t been harmed is that they’re waiting for my orders…”
“…”
Sure enough!
Kai Xin’s worries came true.
He had known it.
Although they had gained a temporal advantage on the first night, Meng Yun had the advantage of a seer behind her—a one who could quickly deduce and locate the positions of players with blocked information.
After one night, someone must have fallen into Meng Yun’s grasp!
But…
This was also expected.
Fighting against a massive organization that could control information, it was impossible to win without any losses. Kai Xin could only try to minimize the casualties among his elite troops.
That’s why he sent them all out to act separately…
With the seer’s speed, he probably couldn’t focus all his attention on the Central Plains area—at most, he could locate one to three of Meng Yun’s men.
“Since war is inevitable, there’s no need to leave any survivors… Monk.” Turning his head, he gave a gesture, and Kai Xin quickly noticed a familiar figure in the crowd releasing two carrier pigeons…

Kai Xin felt a tightening in his heart, only to relax again soon after.
There were only two homing pigeons, meaning only two groups had been discovered—fewer than he had expected.
“…”
“Don’t worry, Kai Xin. Although many others remain unfound, I’ll have my men take good care of you. I’ll bring out everyone from your group, as well as those from the Xiyi Gate, Xifeng Tower, and Fengyu Alliance, one by one.”
Kai Xin knew Meng Yun wasn’t exaggerating. After all, she was from the north and could easily investigate many places where people could hide.
However…
The Mu family was already prepared. No matter which group it was, given their current hiding locations and circumstances, it would surely cost Yipin Tang more casualties and effort. In this regard, Meng Yun still had no advantage.
Besides…
The leaders of each group had Life and Death Dream Pills with them, so not only would it not reduce the Mu family’s combat forces, but Yipin Tang would also need to deploy more troops for surveillance…
Otherwise, these pills would become blades piercing deep into the enemy’s ranks!
There were over five thousand people left behind, and more than two thousand who had infiltrated. Around fifty to sixty thousand troops, or even more, would be needed for surveillance and pursuit.
Excluding the more than ten thousand who had lost their combat ability due to death, as well as the tens of thousands who were still weak from the battle on the grasslands, Yipin Tang actually didn’t have many troops at its disposal.
And…
The only place where Meng Yun could deploy troops was the southern defense line.
Kai Xin didn’t know if Meng Yun realized this, but he had already planned everything when deciding to take action. Yipin Tang might seem strong and have a large army, but in reality, it was like a wounded beast—once they endured its fiercest and most frenzied attacks, it would gradually lead itself to destruction.
…”
“Alright, have you two finished talking?”
Daozhen, who had been ignored for a long time, finally couldn’t bear it any longer and roared, pointing his long sword at Kai Xin and challenging him once again, “Your grudges have nothing to do with me, but I’ll take Kai Xin’s head…”
“Was it Miss Han from the Three-Star Group who sent you?”
Kai Xin suddenly turned to ask.
“Hmph, so you still remember that.” A cold look flashed across Daozhen’s face. “I thought someone who kills so many people every day wouldn’t remember a weak woman under their command.”
Kai Xin didn’t respond to Daozhen’s accusation but simply nodded calmly, “You’re not like Wei Zhen Tian…”
“Don’t compare me to such a disreputable person,” Daozhen said disdainfully.
“Is that so?”

A hint of coldness flashed in his happy eyes. With a low voice, he put the dragon-slaying sword, which had attracted countless gazes, into his pocket and said, “How about this? I’ll use my earth-shaking martial arts to confront you and see if you truly deserve to be so arrogant.”