The spring breeze gently blows.

Songyi City is located in the south, and it has warmed up considerably after the start of spring.

Recently, outside the city, armies marching past can often be seen, heading to the front line for support.

Seeing the presence of the military, people's worried hearts eased a bit.

With so many troops providing support, the chaotic army shouldn't be arrogant for too long...right?

Since that major attack, the bandits suffered heavy losses.

They lost many elite fighters and had to recuperate.

The remaining days on White Stone Mountain were very peaceful, with no major conflicts or battles.

Time flew by, and a month passed.

The period that Lin Zheyu and his team were stationed ended, and they began their return journey.

Outside the city.

A team of more than two hundred people moved slowly towards Songyi City.

"Finally back, that damned place stifled me. I'm going to play at Baihua Tower for three days and nights!" Jia Yanrong exclaimed excitedly.

"Be careful," Xie Jiang glanced at him.

"Tsk,"

Jia Yanrong chuckled boastfully.

"You?"

Ning Hui laughed heartily.

When they were together, they loved to banter and mock each other.

"Damn it, I wasn't in the mood that day and didn't get to play. Are you trying to start a fight!" Jia Yanrong roared.

"Not fighting, I'm not in the mood either." Ning Hui said, picking at his ear.

"I have a great medicine that invigorates the kidneys and strengthens yang. Anyone interested?" Lin Zheyu coughed lightly, speaking earnestly.

"Hahaha..." Xie Jiang and Ning Hui couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Jia Yanrong glared at Lin Zheyu, almost about to challenge him, but swallowed it back.

This guy was not to be messed with; he couldn't be beaten.

Every time he sparred with Lin Zheyu, he only ended up getting beaten, utterly powerless to resist. It was too frustrating.

…

On Songyi City's walls.

A few burly men watched Lin Zheyu's group enter the city with sullen expressions.

"Hmph, the Nine Nether Sect's people are useless, unable to take White Stone Mountain, yet they dare boast about eternal life and immortality!"

Xing Jing'an said coldly.

He had gone over that night intending to fish in troubled waters and capture Lin Zheyu in the process.

But unexpectedly, that bunch of losers failed.

"No, they're not really Nine Nether Sect, just a ragtag group serving as tools of the Nine Nether Sect."

Xing Zhicheng shook his head saying, "The true sect members are only those few we've contact with, and they're quite powerful!"

"Dad, what exactly is the Nine Nether Sect's aim?"

Xing Penghai asked, puzzled by the sect's various actions.

"Disciples, they aim to recruit more disciples."

"Do you know where the refugees who received no help ended up? Many were taken by the Nine Nether Sect to Lion Valley to settle."

Xing Zhicheng said solemnly, "I suspect the chaotic army's rise has Nine Nether Sect stirring trouble from behind."

"Indeed, since the founding of Great Wei, it has promoted a state religion, suppressing and cleansing other sects."

"The Nine Nether Sect can only develop clandestinely during the chaotic army's rise," Xing Zhiyuan nodded.

"Now that boy is back, how do you plan to deal with it?" Xing Zhicheng asked him.

Xing Zhicheng and Xing Zhiyuan were brothers and got along well. Hence, Xing Jing'an and Xing Jinglong were close to Xing Penghai.

"Can't wait. I'll personally capture and interrogate him to see if any clues can be found," Xing Zhiyuan said.

So much time had passed, and the Clan Leader's side had been unable to find leads on Xing Jinglong's death. He didn't want to wait any longer.

…

Back in Songyi City.

Senior Brother Han Mo went out hunting bandits again, and couldn't be seen.

Lin Zheyu took the time to visit Mr. Chen; Mr. Chen was still looking radiant and robust, having just returned leisurely from Baihua Tower.

As before, upon returning to Songyi City, Lin Zheyu and his group were responsible for maintaining order on several streets near Hundred Flavors Street.

However, Qiu Gaoxuan was injured this time, and quite seriously, requiring some time for healing.

Plus, from the White Stone Mountain operation last time, two Refining Internal Organ Realm and more than ten Bone Forging Realm experts died, leaving the manpower somewhat insufficient.

The next day.

Whizz, whizz, whizz—

In the courtyard, cold flashes shot out.

The long saber in Lin Zheyu's hand was as easy to instruct as his arm, changing with his movements effortlessly.

His understanding of the Golden Swan Skill's cultivation technique reached an extraordinary level, his form was graceful and changeable, moving freely as he pleased.

Lin Zheyu stepped on the Golden Swan Skill, combining it with the Six Harmonies Saber Skill, giving the vigorous saber skill a sense of grace in his hands.

Whoosh~~

His eyes shifted, his aura intensified, and his style changed drastically, becoming less graceful and more domineering.

The saber in his hand danced fiercely, stirring up gusts of wind.

With a swish.

His Qi Blood surged within, the saber edge slashed out, an invisible imposing presence surrounded him, intimidating.

In White Stone Mountain's secluded cultivation for a month, he became more adept in using fist momentum, already integrating it into the Six Harmonies Saber.

Compared to before, the Six Harmonies Saber Skill now contained a domineering intent.

Under this powerful saber momentum, even before the saber arrived, people were already scared witless.

Lin Zheyu sheathed his saber and stood still, carefully savoring that feeling.

"Not enough, my martial dao belief is lacking, the 'momentum' lacks meaning, only able to intimidate those with unstable wills."

"Against beasts and the determined, it's not very useful," Lin Zheyu muttered to himself.

He relied solely on his own cultivation for the Six Harmonies Saber Skill, never using Source Power to enhance it.

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