The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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"As you all know, the last time Sima Daqiang attacked Mount Hua, it was useless except for leaving hundreds of corpses. We cannot follow his old path again."

Hearing Mr. Mo's analysis, everyone agreed that it made sense.

Upon hearing this, Chief Shi frowned and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"

Mr. Mo laughed and said, "There is only one way to deal with this now, and that is to wait."

"wait?"

The others were puzzled.

Mr. Mo explained, "The other side has the advantage of timing, location, and popular support, but we also have an advantage that they don't have, which is that we have more people."

"We can't attack the mountain, and the enemy can't come down from it. As long as we firmly surround Mount Hua, it won't be long before the enemy is in a food shortage. At that time, we can win without fighting."

"No."

Chief Shi was the first to shake his head.

"Although the enemy can't come down, we can't hold out for that long. And don't forget that the Huashan Sect is a major righteous sect. If we besiege Huashan like this, we don't know whether the Holy Envoy will blame us or not. We don't even know how the other major righteous sects will react. If we wait too long, and they come to support the Huashan Sect, we will be attacked from both sides and no one will be able to escape."

"good."

Mr. Mo did not refute, but nodded and said, "But this is all we can do. With our manpower, we simply cannot fight our way up. I have already reported this to the Holy Envoy."

Hearing his words, everyone was relieved, but some still couldn't help but worry.

"But what if we just stay at the foot of the mountain and do nothing? What if the Holy Envoy blames us? Why don't we feign an attack a few times to show that we haven't been negligent?"

"That's not necessary."

Mr. Mo shook his head: "That's meaningless and will only increase the casualties among our brothers. There's no need to use your lives to fill such a meaningless pit."

"There is no need for you to worry. Whatever the final outcome, we have done our best. If the Holy Envoy blames us, I will take full responsibility."

Upon hearing Mr. Mo's words, everyone couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

"I have nothing more to say, Lao Jia, you're a true friend."

Mr. Mo smiled upon seeing this.

Hearing the conversation inside, Jiang Ning's gaze turned strange.

After the people in the inner tents finished drinking and dispersed, Mr. Mo led Liu Qin out and headed towards the tent that the people had arranged for them.

"Master Mo."

Once they reached a secluded spot, Jiang Ning made his appearance.

"It's you?"

Mr. Mo was very surprised to see Jiang Ning again.

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Ning laughed and said, "I heard from those people that all these people from different schools of thought are being directed by a man surnamed Jia. I wondered if it was Uncle Mo, so I came here specifically to find him. I didn't expect it to be true."

Mr. Mo frowned and looked around, then said, "This is not the place to talk. Follow me."

After saying that, he led Liu Qin ahead, with Jiang Ning following closely behind.

Upon arriving at a pitch-black forest, Mr. Mo finally stopped.

"How did your attempts to contact other sects go?"

Jiang Ning said, "We have already contacted about six hundred people, who are all not far from here."

Jiang Ning was unaware of the Emei Sect's plans and did not disclose their situation for the time being.

"Didn't you see anyone from the Songshan Sect, Wudang, or Shaolin?"

"Mr. Mo asked."

Jiang Ning shook his head: "No."

Mr. Mo frowned upon hearing this, but said nothing. He then asked, "What are your plans now that you've contacted these people?"

Jiang Ning pondered for a moment, but did not answer the question. Instead, he asked, "Uncle Mo, what is the specific situation among these people? How many experts are there? What kind of equipment do they have, such as bows and arrows?"

Without hesitation, Mr. Mo replied, "There are more than three thousand people now. It's basically a power struggle between various gangs. There are two or three hundred second-rate experts. There used to be quite a few first-rate experts, but many of them died on Mount Hua. Now there are only about twenty left. The rest are just ordinary people and amateurs."

"As for their equipment, they only have some bows and arrows, nothing else, and those bows and arrows are running low."

He found this information after gaining command and was just waiting for an opportunity to tell his allies. Now he can tell Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning remained silent after hearing this.

"what's your plan?"

Seeing Jiang Ning's reaction, Master Mo knew that Jiang Ning had a plan.

"I want to set up an ambush outside and devour these people."

Jiang Ning's expression was calm, but what he said was chilling.

"Kill them all?"

Mr. Mo looked somewhat surprised and uncertain, and Liu Qin, who had been silent and hadn't interrupted their conversation, also showed a look of astonishment.

"It would be better if we could."

Jiang Ning did not deny that he did want to keep all these people on Mount Hua, but that was unlikely.

Mr. Mo hesitated for a moment, then frowned and asked, "What are your plans?"

"I will first go up the back mountain to tell Master and Uncle Tianmen. Then we will set up an ambush. Uncle Mo, you will command them from the inside. I will lure them into our ambush and gradually erode them."

Jiang Ning already had a complete plan in mind. He would personally attract the attention of these people, since it was Ren Yingying he was hunting. He believed that as long as he showed his face in public, these people would definitely come out to hunt him down. At that time, with Mr. Mo's support from within, they would slaughter them until the blood flowed like a river.

Mr. Mo hesitated upon hearing this.

His initial plan was to stall these people as much as possible to buy time for the Huashan Sect, until the Shaolin, Wudang, and Songshan Sects arrived. However, Jiang Ning's idea disrupted his plans, and he didn't know whether he should continue to wait for Fang Zheng and the others.

After a while.

"Ok."

After careful consideration, Mr. Mo decided to cooperate with Jiang Ning, considering that the Songshan Sect had not arrived for so long and that something might have happened.

“Go up the mountain and tell Sect Leader Yue and the others. If they agree, then do it. When do you plan to go up the mountain? There are guards on the back mountain now, so I can arrange for them to rotate shifts to give you time.”

"Just tonight."

Jiang Ning was quick to act and didn't intend to delay for too long. He wanted to prepare and arrange for these people to be reincarnated as soon as possible.

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“There are guards on the back mountain. They change shifts every six hours. It’s already 9 PM now, and an hour has passed since the last shift.”

After a moment's thought, Mr. Mo said.

"Okay, I'll go and treat them at midnight. You can go up the mountain while you're at it, and try to come down before 7 a.m.."

Jiang Ning nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Mo."

Mr. Mo waved his hand: "It's not safe here now, you should leave quickly."

"Wait a moment, Uncle Mo."

Jiang Ning stopped Mr. Mo, who was about to leave, and asked, "Where are the Four Immortals of Peach Valley now?"

"You want to take advantage of them? No way."

Mr. Mo shook his head: "We can't touch them now."

If something happens to the Four Immortals of Peach Valley, he won't be able to stay calm.

"Uncle-Master, you've misunderstood."

Jiang Ning explained, voicing his doubts.

"The demoness has made such a big show of having so many people surround my Mount Hua, but she herself doesn't show up and lets these four people lead the way. I'm afraid the demoness has some kind of conspiracy, so I plan to go to the Four Immortals of Peach Valley to see if I can get some information."

Jiang Ning isn't so arrogant as to take action inside the enemy's headquarters.

After thinking for a while, Mr. Mo said, "Actually, I also have this doubt. I tried to probe them before, but those four people didn't reveal anything."

After saying that, Master Mo looked at Jiang Ning and said, "The best course of action now is to solve the problem here. Contact Sect Leader Yue as soon as possible. I will try to get information out of them later. Besides, the Four Immortals of Peach Valley's stronghold is very heavily guarded, and you won't be able to get in."

These people's base camp was very loosely organized, which is why Jiang Ning was able to sneak in quietly. But the place where the Four Immortals of Peach Valley lived was heavily guarded. Not to mention sneaking in, even if Master Mo wanted to report, he would have to go through a lot of trouble.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning temporarily abandoned his plan and said, "In that case, I'll leave it to Uncle Mo."

After saying this, Jiang Ning didn't linger any longer. He nodded to Mr. Mo and Liu Qin, and then left.

Seeing Jiang Ning leave, Master Mo and his disciples also left to make preparations.

After receiving the news from Master Mo, Jiang Ning prepared to leave. He walked in the dark, occasionally encountering people who got up to urinate at night, but they didn't notice him.

Just as Jiang Ning was about to leave the enemy's main camp, he noticed three suspicious individuals appearing from the southeast corner and heading in a certain direction.

The three men, dressed in black, moved in a hurry but were unusually vigilant, constantly glancing around as they went.

Upon noticing the three unusual individuals, Jiang Ning felt a little uneasy and immediately changed direction, quietly following behind them.

The three men in black were very vigilant, and Jiang Ning did not dare to follow too closely, only following them from a distance in the darkness, until they reached a tent at the edge of the base camp.

Jiang Ning watched as the three entered the tent, then moved closer, and heard soft voices coming from inside.

His hearing was very sensitive; only by listening carefully could he vaguely make out what he was hearing.

"I don't think anything will happen here anymore; it's been more than half a month."

Inside the tent, a man in black lowered his voice and said, "Why don't we go back and report to the Grand Steward now?"

"No."

The other person shook his head: "The Grand Steward ordered us to stay here and monitor the Holy Maiden's movements. It's not over yet. If we go back like this, the Grand Steward won't let us off the hook."

The person who spoke first said, "But now the Holy Maiden is not here either, so she sent four idiots to be the Holy Envoys. That guy surnamed Jia does nothing but eat, drink, and make friends all day long. He doesn't do anything else."

"There's nothing we can do about it. This is a task assigned to us by the Grand Steward. No matter what, we can't go back until things here are over. You know how the Grand Steward is."

The group grumbled quietly inside.

Grand Steward?

Jiang Ning's gaze sharpened slightly, and then he listened for a while longer until the people inside stopped talking.

Jiang Ning glanced at the tent, then left.

Having been delayed for a while, it was now 11:45 PM, not far from midnight. Jiang Ning did not linger any longer and stealthily made his way to the back mountain.

Unlike when he came down last time, there were only a dozen or so people guarding the back mountain before, but now there are more than a hundred people, so it seems that the defense has been strengthened.

These people were patrolling at the foot of the cliff behind the mountain, and the defense was tight.

Jiang Ning waited in the grass in the distance until almost midnight when Mr. Mo arrived, followed by Liu Qin and a dozen or so people, each carrying a wine jar and meat.

"Brothers, thank you for your hard work."

Mr. Mo shouted from afar.

"Master Jia."

The middle-aged man leading the group bowed to Mr. Mo and said, "What brings Master Jia here so late?"

Mr. Mo chuckled and said, "Brothers, you've worked hard holding this position. I've come here to reward you all."

As he spoke, Mr. Mo waved his hand, and the group of people behind him put the wine, meat and other food on the ground.

"This... this is so embarrassing."

The middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise.

Mr. Mo waved his hand and laughed, "I, Lao Jia, have seen everyone holding their ground these past few days. It's only natural to reward everyone. Besides, the weather is getting colder and colder, so let's have a drink to warm ourselves up."

The middle-aged man was tempted by the aroma of the wine jar.

"Won't drinking make things worse? We're here to keep watch and prevent the Huashan Sect from coming down. If..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Mr. Mo waved his hand: "We've been waiting for so many days and haven't even seen a shadow. If the people above wanted to come down, they would have come down long ago. Don't worry, I've got you covered. What's there to be afraid of?"