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Chapter 1391: There Aren’t Many Martial Saints Left

Hua Muyang pondered repeatedly, unable to come up with any other solution. He had no choice but to head to the Hushan back mountain, to visit those reclusive masters and see if he could invite any ancestor-level figures.

However, this time around, even if Hua Muyang were eloquent, none were willing to lend a hand. He had neither the ability to force them, so he could only return to his residence dejectedly.

"If the Blood Clan and Werewolves were to make a move again, with their greedy nature, they would definitely attack Medicine King Valley," Hua Muyang thought to himself.

"As things stand, Hushan Sect and Medicine King Valley are in a situation where the lips are lost and the teeth feel the cold. The only option is to send all of Hushan Sect’s experts there and see if we can overwhelm them with numbers, using the sea of people strategy to eliminate the opposition," he concluded.

Having reached this conclusion, Hua Muyang immediately mobilized the strength of Hushan Sect, gathering ten Great Grandmasters and fifty Innate Masters, and descended the mountain grandiosely, eventually arriving at Medicine King Valley.

Yao Qiantu, upon learning that Hua Muyang had arrived at Medicine King Valley with a group of experts, was exceedingly joyful to have such reinforcements appear out of nowhere. He quickly went to greet him, "Brother Hua, you’ve come just in time."

In truth, Yao Qiantu harbored considerable resentment towards Hua Muyang. After all, this war originally had nothing to do with Medicine King Valley; it was Hushan Sect’s schemes that dragged Medicine King Valley into the mire.

But given the current situation, Medicine King Valley and Hushan Sect were already like insects on the same string; further entangling would serve no purpose. Only by uniting could the possibility of victory be increased.

So, when Yao Qiantu heard of Hua Muyang’s arrival, he suppressed his discontent and kept a bright smile on his face.

Hua Muyang, being a deeply scheming character, had no problem hiding his true emotions. Amicably, he said, "We share the same sacred ground and are branches sustained by the same root, so naturally, my Hushan Sect should spare no effort to assist Medicine King Valley in difficult times."

"Moreover..."

Hua Muyang expressed with a hint of remorse, "If it weren’t for us at Hushan Sect, Medicine King Valley might not have been dragged into this battle."

"Brother Hua, you mustn’t say that!" Yao Qiantu sternly replied, "You and I both know how greedy the Blood Clan is. Even without the previous events, they would still covet Medicine King Valley’s resources and attack us."

"As things stand, this situation is already favorable. With our two sacred grounds united, no matter how formidable they are, what can they do?"

"Brother Yao puts it well! Your foresight is indeed unmatched even among all the masters of holy lands," Hua Muyang praised.

The subordinates behind them, upon hearing these two masters of holy lands exchange flattery, smiling with hidden daggers, all had peculiar expressions.

No wonder they could become the masters of these sacred lands; this sheer audacity was something they couldn’t rival, capable of turning black into white.

Hua Muyang and Yao Qiantu continued flattering each other for a while until the atmosphere harmonized, whereupon they entered the grand hall together to visit Lv Chunyang.

Undoubtedly, the spiritual pillars of Medicine King Valley and Hushan Sect now rest on Lv Chunyang. His previous brilliant feat of defeating Vlad III with a single punch filled everyone with confidence.

"Senior Lv," Hua Muyang greeted respectfully.

"Hmm," Lv Chunyang nodded, opening his eyes with a sharp gaze directed at Hua Muyang, "You are the one causing trouble for my Medicine King Valley?"

Hua Muyang shivered, breaking out in a cold sweat; he never expected Lv Chunyang to confront him directly.

Could it be that Lv Chunyang was deeply furious with him and intended to kill him?

"S-Senior, you must be joking. I don’t understand what you’re saying," Hua Muyang replied with a strained smile.

"Hehe."

Lv Chunyang laughed, "No need to rush to deny it. Being able to devise such ruthless strategies qualifies you as quite a talent. Now that Medicine King Valley and Hushan Sect have formed an inseparable alliance, what you did in the past doesn’t matter. Now, what we must consider is how to face the Blood Clan and Werewolves."

Upon hearing this, Hua Muyang heaved a sigh of relief.

"Yet capital punishment can be avoided, but living punishment can’t," Lv Chunyang continued with a smile.

"Senior..." Hua Muyang became greatly alarmed upon hearing this and took a step back, but before he could finish speaking, Lv Chunyang flicked a finger at him, releasing a golden Gang Qi that struck his body directly.

"Ah..."

Hua Muyang screamed miserably, falling to the ground and rolling in pain, large beads of cold sweat pouring from him.

"So painful... so painful..."

He cried out in agony.

Yao Qiantu felt great satisfaction witnessing this, feeling that Lv Chunyang truly deserved praise for his resolve.

It was a long time before Hua Muyang finally calmed down, lying prostrated on the ground, panting heavily. The cold sweat flowing from him soaked the ground, and he looked frightfully pale.

"Do you submit?" Lv Chunyang asked nonchalantly.

"I submit, I submit," Hua Muyang quickly responded. Facing a legendary figure like Lv Chunyang, he dared not say much more.

"Hehe, alright."

Lv Chunyang smiled, "Then you all go out and discuss how to deal with the Blood Clan’s assault."

"Alright,"

The two respectfully departed.

In another grand hall, Yao Qiantu remarked humorously, "Master Hua, how was the taste?"

Hua Muyang replied bitterly, "If you were to try it, you would know that being alive itself is a form of torment." The recollection of the recent experience made him shudder.

"Well then, I believe Vlad III will arrive soon. We need to properly plan how to deal with them,"

Yao Qiantu said seriously.

"Alright," Hua Muyang nodded in agreement.

...

While preparations were underway, the Blood Clan and Werewolves, led by Heck and Vlad III, also made their way to the front of Medicine King Valley.

"The opposition isn’t foolish; I believe they are fully prepared, so we need to approach cautiously,"

Vlad III remarked, gazing at the vast mountain range ahead.

"Hmph, why worry?" Heck sneered, "They’re just two sacred grounds, with their experts mostly in reclusion, rarely making a move. The ones left, even Martial Saints are sparse, just bulldoze them!"

"Have you forgotten about Lv Chunyang?"

"That old geezer, although he repelled you before, if you and I join forces, even if Lv Chunyang were at his peak, he wouldn’t be our match! Besides, he is old now, probably already running on empty," Heck replied.