Chapter 42: Mohists act, while Hundred Schools avoid
The Mohist disciples acted decisively and swiftly, as if they were a large army, or even faster than a large army. Just as the Six-Fingered Black Knight's order was given, within a quarter of an hour, they were all in position, guarding every street corner in Dongzhen.
The city guards and the municipal supervisors had received the news long ago, so they chose to turn a blind eye to the many masters and strangers who showed up, and even cooperated secretly, reporting the movements of the Yin-Yang School to the disciples at various intersections of the Mohist School.
"I always have a bad feeling!" In the Liyang Inn, Lord Chu Nan's brows twitched. They were also looking for the trace of Xinghun, but Zhao State was not the territory of Yin-Yang Family after all, so it was not easy to find someone.
"I'm going out for a while!" Lord Chu Nan left the other guardians and elders behind, and he wanted to find his old friends and ask them to help him look for the place.
Dongjun and the guardian elders could only stay in the inn and wait for the disciples to report back.
The person that Duke Chu Nan was looking for was none other than the current Prime Minister of Zhao State, Yangquan Jun Zhao Bao, who was also his senior brother when they were studying together.
"Hurry up and leave. If you delay any longer, you will all die in Handan!" Zhao Bao saw his fellow disciple and hurriedly drove him away.
How could he not know about the actions of the Mohists? However, the State of Zhao now needed the help of the Mohists, so they did their best to help the Mohists' request. As for offending the Yin-Yang School, the State of Zhao did not care, as there were only a few schools of thought that they valued.
He persuaded Lord Chu Nan to leave out of the sense of fellowship. As for whether he could escape the Mohist's pursuit, that had nothing to do with him. He had done what he should do .
"Huh?" Lord Chu Nan frowned, not understanding why his senior brother drove him away without even reminiscing about the past. Moreover, as the number one person under Taiyi of the Yin-Yang family, who would dare to kill him?
"You killed Master Xiang, and Mohist School wants to avenge him. However, Master Xiang's disciple Jin Yao has been appointed as the Prime Minister of Zhao State and adopted by the king. You are seeking your own deaths and giving the Mohist School an excuse. This time, the Mohist School wants to keep all of you in Handan!" Zhao Bao explained helplessly.
It is normal for casualties to occur in fights between sects. Under normal circumstances, the Mohist School would have no reason to attack the Yin-Yang School. But now, the Yin-Yang School has stolen the Mohist School's most precious treasure, Tongfang, which is equivalent to giving the Mohist School an excuse to take action.
Even if Tongfang is just an ordinary treasure, the Mohist School claims that it is their inherited treasure, so the Hundred Schools cannot do anything about it, right?
Therefore, Zhao Bao was also speechless about the Yin-Yang School. They not only killed the leader of a lineage, but also dared to steal other people’s treasures in such a high-profile manner. Did they really think that the Mohist School had a good temper?
"Thank you, senior brother, for telling me!" Lord Chu Nan turned and left. He finally knew why his eyelids had been twitching. The Mohist clan was determined to fight to the death!
The key is what can he do? Fighting alone, even with his few lives, he is no match for the Xiangfuzi who is infinitely close to the heaven. Therefore, he can only use small tricks and cast curses. Moreover, the Six Souls Fear Curse will not kill directly. Who knew that Xiangfuzi is so stubborn that he would rather die than linger on.
Besides, there were so many masters who took action at that time, why were they targeting me?
However, before he had time to return to Liyang Inn, Lord Chu Nan saw the Mohist disciples and leaders guarding the street entrance.
"It's over!" Lord Chu Nan felt sad. At that time, the Mohist School was still the undisputed largest sect among the Hundred Schools of Thought. There were too many masters who had combined the three sects, especially with so many disciples forming a sword formation to cooperate. If he went back now, he would be dead.
"Run!" Lord Chu Nan sent out the Yin-Yang family's retreat signal, then turned around and ran out of the city gate.
"Huh? Exposed?" When the leaders and disciples of the Mohist School saw the signal fireworks sent by Lord Chu Nan, they immediately realized that they were discovered. So without hesitation, they drew their swords and took off their camouflage clothes, revealing black and white embroidered robes.
"When the Mohist School does things, they do not harm innocent people, and outsiders should stay away!" One by one, Mohist disciples appeared on the rooftops of every street and alley in Dongzhen.
"Mohist?" The common people, merchants and passers-by in Dongjing looked at the black and white embroidered clothes and decisively avoided them.
They are clear about the style of the Mohists and will not harm innocent people. But if you insist on trying the chivalry of the Mohists, then the Mohists don't mind giving you a sword and then compensating your family.
The city guards and the municipal supervisors also cooperated with the Mohist disciples to evacuate the people around the Liyang Inn, leaving room for the Mohist school.
"Oh no!" In the Liyang Inn, the Yin-Yang School also saw the evacuation signal sent out by Lord Chu Nan. However, when they wanted to escape, all the alleys in Dongzhen were guarded by Mohist disciples who formed a sword formation and kept approaching the Liyang Inn, forcing them back into the inn.
"Damn it!" Dongjun looked at the soldiers on the street helping to evacuate the people, and realized that the Mohists had allied with the State of Zhao and therefore found their hiding place.
"What does Mohist School want to do!" Dongjun, Yueshen and the four elders left the inn and came to the street to reunite with the disciples who were forced back. They looked at the Mohist school leaders and disciples who had and asked angrily.
"Those who steal the Mohist treasure will die!" Yang Lou and a group of Mohist leaders took their positions and surrounded the Yin-Yang family.
"Hasn't the leader already told Ju Zi that we are here to retrieve the precious Magic Sound Box as well?" Dong Jun frowned, still thinking that the Mo family surrounded them because of a misunderstanding.
"Master Ju has ordered that no disciple of Yin-Yang School should be left alive!" Yang Lou ignored Dong Jun's words. The three branches of Mohist School were of the same blood. If they killed their leader Mo Bian, this matter would never end well.
"Kill!" Yang Lou ordered again.
Three hundred divine swordsmen, in cooperation with the commanders and disciples, began the killing.
Dongjun, Yueshen and the four elders led their disciples to break out from both sides and even wanted to destroy the wall to open up a way out. However, when the wall fell down, their hearts sank to the bottom of the sea.
Behind the courtyard wall were already filled with Mohist disciples forming a formation. Some of these disciples even had powerful crossbows pointed at them. Without giving them a chance to speak, they pulled the trigger and arrows shot into the middle of the Yin-Yang School disciples with strong winds.
Eventually, all the Yin Yang School disciples died, leaving only Dong Jun, Yue Shen and the four elders struggling to hold on.
"Do you dare to fight one on one?" Dong Jun shouted angrily at the leaders of the Mohist School.
Yang Lou looked at Dong Jun, then looked at his comrades, and nodded.
The six leaders of the Mohist School stepped forward and chose their opponents one-on-one.
"I won't bully you. You are Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School, and I am the number one swordsmith of the Mohist School, Madam Xu. Our statuses are almost the same." The middle-aged commander, holding a bronze sword with a serrated blade, drew his sword and pointed it at Dongjun.
"The Demonic Sword Shark Tooth!" Dongjun was disheartened. Who could have thought that in order to kill them, the Mohist School would even send out swordsmiths, and the one who came was Madam Xu, the most famous swordsmith in the world after Ou Yezi!
However, Ou Yezi said that a famous sword was not forged by a swordsmith, but already existed in the world before the sword was made. It was only with the help of the swordsmith's hands that it was made manifest.
Therefore, a swordsmith who can forge a famous sword in this way is already a master-level expert.
