Chapter Eighty-four: The Sect Master Loses Control

  "Dong brother, Liu Shifu has been sent back to Huashan by my second younger martial brother, Laodenuo. His wife and children are with our master, so they're definitely safe. However, Qu Qianbei is after all a member of the demonic sect, it's not quite suitable for him to recover in our Huashan school. Does Dong brother have any good ideas?"

  Linghu Chong furrowed his brow and looked gloomy, saying anxiously to Dongfang Bubai.

  "Qu Zhang has some connection with me, and Dong won't let go easily. I also have a secret property outside Hengshan City, which is a good place to recover from injuries. It's unlikely that the Songshan Sect will find it for now."

  Dongfang Bubai agreed without hesitation, but with a somewhat inexplicable anger and an unfriendly tone, she said to Linghu Chong: "Why can't you go to Huashan Sect to recover from your injuries? Are you afraid that if you come into contact with the people of the Sun Moon Divine Cult, it will tarnish your reputation, Linghu Chong? Do you also think like those so-called righteous people that everyone in the Sun Moon Divine Cult is an evil and unforgivable demon?"

  Originally watching the play on the side, the Day and Moon God's sect Bright Right Envoy Qu Yang was frightened by Dongfang Bubai's furious and urgent performance. Could it be that I'm too seriously injured and having hallucinations?

  In fact, even Dongfang Bubai herself was unclear why she suddenly felt a strange and inexplicable anger when she heard Lianhuachu oppose Qu Yang going up Mount Hua. Although her rationality told her that Qu Yang was indeed not suitable for Mount Hua, yet somehow in her heart she couldn't help but feel annoyed and displeased.

  "Hey, Brother Dong, what do you take me, Linghu Chong, for? Am I some kind of stubborn, unrepentant, and unprincipled old fossil? Even among the noble and righteous sects, there are scoundrels like Left Cold Mountain and Fei Bin. And in the demonic cult, there are people like Qu Yang who would stab his friends in the back for their sake, and risk his life to come and help them out of a sense of righteousness and loyalty."

  Linghu Chong shook his head at Dongfang Bubai, and patted her shoulder to comfort her: "Brother Dong, you've been misled. In this world, there's no absolute right or wrong, good or evil. Don't be deceived by appearances, or you'll become just like those stubborn old fossils."

  "Does Lord Linghu really not mind the difference in status?" Dongfang Bubai asked with a pleased heart, "If I were also a member of the Day and Night Divine Sect, how would you react, Lord Linghu? Would you draw your sword against me or keep a distance from me, never to meet again?"

  Linghu Cong patted his forehead in distress and said somewhat unhappily, "Dong brother, why are you still nitpicking? The value of friendship lies in the heart. Even if you're a member of the demonic sect, what does it matter? You and I will always be close friends who understand each other. If anyone dares to bully you, I, Linghu Cong, will definitely help you beat him up until his mother doesn't recognize him."

  "Dong brother, rest assured, no matter what your identity is, you are my brother Linghu Chong. If there's something you need, I'll go through fire and water for you without hesitation. The friendship between Qu Xiang and Liu Zhengfeng is a great example for us to learn from, haha."

  Dongfang Bubai's heart was delighted upon hearing the words, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. His cheeks flushed red as he said to Lin Hu Dung: "Guo Jing's injuries are severe, quickly send him to my mountain villa for recuperation and treatment, lest his condition worsen and his injuries become more serious."

  Linghu Chong readily agreed and supported Qu Yang as they followed Dongfang Bubai towards the outside of Hengshan City in large strides.

  In Qu Yang's heart, a storm was brewing. Having mixed with Dong Fang Bu Bai for many years, the ambitious sect leader's character was well understood - arrogant and tyrannical, indifferent to everything. Yet today, in this quiet mountain valley, he had repeatedly lost his composure, leaving everyone shocked.

  At this moment, seeing the Eastern Master's coquettish expression, he felt extremely stifled in his heart and wanted to shout out loud, but was warned by Dongfang Bu Bai's severe gaze. He could only endure it silently. This unbearable feeling was even more painful than suffering a serious injury.

  Qiu Yangqiang suppressed his urge, closing his mouth tightly, not daring to speak, afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would let something slip, the feeling was like holding in urine for twenty-four hours, and finally it became inflammation.

  Under the leadership of Dongfang Bubai, the three people arrived at a remote courtyard. Dongfang Bubai stepped forward and knocked on the large gate with a clear rhythm and regularity.

  "This must be the secret base of the Sun Moon Sect in Hengshan City, it's indeed well-hidden." Murmured Linghu Chong to himself.

  Before long, an old man in a faded blue gown opened the door and saw Dongfang Bubai dressed as a man. He gasped: "Master..."

  "Master Chen, call the main servants to come out and entertain our guests. This young master has noble visitors, don't be slow." Dongfang Bubai hastily interrupted Chen's words, cleverly changing the meaning, afraid that Linghu Chong would hear the flaw.

  "I understand, I understand. Don't worry, young master. I'll take care of it right away." Chen the steward hastily opened the large door and said to Linghu Chong, "Please come in, esteemed guests..."

  Chen Guan's pupils shrank tightly again after seeing the true face of Qu Yang, who was being supported by Linghu Chong. Fortunately, thanks to Dongfang Bubai's hint earlier, he knew that the leader of the Day and Night Cult did not want to reveal his identity, so he did not go forward to pay respects to Qu Yang, this powerful and high-ranking Light Right Envoy.

  Under the instructions of Dongfang Bubai, Qu Yang was supported by two servants into the guest room to rest, and immediately notified the doctor in the hospital to treat Qu Yang, with a special person decocting medicine, enjoying the highest level of treatment.

  In the quiet and elegant chamber, servants had already prepared fine wine and dishes. Linghu Cong once again enjoyed the treatment of being alone in a room with Dongfang Jun, sharing a table and drinking together.

  This little guy has been grinning from ear to ear since he sat down, secretly rejoicing in his heart, and was so delighted that his mouth was crooked. In the entire world of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, probably only Linghu Chong could enjoy such treatment from the sect leader, it would be strange if he didn't smile foolishly.

  This must be a good opportunity to grasp, and it will not come again if missed. Linghu Chong made up his mind to strive for an early capture of the leader of the East Faction, to turn raw rice into cooked rice, and to confirm their relationship, so as to avoid feeling anxious in his heart.

  Linghu Chong used all his skills to chat with the leader of the sect, discussing their ideals and repeatedly emphasizing that he didn't care about formalities or moral stances. He charmed Dongfang Bubai into a state of delight. As Dongfang had been lonely for a long time and rarely met a man who could make her feel good, she was naturally happy to go along with him, chatting and laughing freely.

  Suddenly, Dongfang Bubai's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes fixed intently on Linghu Chong's waist, and he asked urgently: "Linghu brother, may I borrow this gourd amulet on your body for a look?"

  Linghu Chong heard this, took the gourd hanging from his waist and handed it to Dongfang Bubai. He said casually: "What's there to lend or not lend? It's not some valuable item. Brother Dong, if you like it, I'll give it to you."

  Dongfang Bubai snatched the gourd amulet from Linghu Chong's hand with such urgency and haste. She gently stroked the gourd, examining it carefully, and finally turned it upside down. On the bottom of the gourd were carved two delicate small characters.

  Dongfang Bubai's expression changed drastically, her hand shook and almost dropped the gourd, as an unparalleled master, she was on the verge of losing control.

  Thanks to book friends Yuèyá Píngguǒ, Suí Fēng Piāoyáo and Huā Suí Yǐng Shì for their rewards. Tomorrow I'll take the light rail back to Guangzhou, so the update will be very late, possibly around 11 or 12 at night.