Chapter 132: Showing Dongfang Bubai "Swordsman II"

"Relax, relax, Sister Dongfang, stay calm. That's just the bell reminding us it's time to eat. Come on, let's head to the dining hall." With that, Yue Lingshan led Dongfang Bubai toward the Xianyue Sect's cafeteria.

The cafeteria was entirely modernized—a project Yang Xin had built after the style of a university canteen. Even the matrons serving the food had a foundation in martial arts, ensuring they never skimp on the portions.

Throughout the journey, Dongfang Bubai had been shocked beyond measure, her senses feeling completely numb. Everything here was far beyond her comprehension; she felt like a country girl stepping into a grand metropolis for the first time, ignorant and inexperienced. Fortunately, as the leader of a major sect, she refused to be intimidated. She tightened her expression, adopted an air of cool, aloof elegance, and followed Yue Lingshan into the hall.

The moment they stepped inside, the disciples of the Xianyue Sect froze like statues, their eyes locked firmly onto Dongfang Bubai.

"See, Sister Goddess? I told you so. The boys are all stunned by your beauty. Let me introduce them: that group over there in blue trench coats with the red and white ping-pong paddle emblem on the back are the Songshan Hall disciples. Those wearing white Hanfu like ours are from Huashan Hall. The ones in green vests with swirl patterns on the back are from Hengshan Hall..."

This was all part of Yang Xin’s eccentric sense of humor. Since he had bestowed the Uchiha bloodline upon Zuo Lengchan, he simply selected seven disciples from the original Songshan Sect to be true disciples, granting them the same bloodline and forcing the Songshan Hall to wear the attire of the Uchiha clan. The Huashan Hall was treated similarly, though they were given the Hyuga bloodline and wore modified white kimonos. The Hengshan Hall disciples were gifted the Uzumaki bloodline and donned standard-issue Hidden Leaf Village tactical vests.

As for the Sect Leader, Yue Buqun, under Yang Xin’s strong insistence, he wore a white Hokage cloak with red-trimmed, flame-patterned edges. The front of the cloak was brazenly embroidered with the words "Slaying Karma, Not People," while the back bore the title "First Hokage."

"Uncle-Master, if I walk the martial arts world wearing this, I’ll be hacked to death," Yue Buqun had groaned, his face turning purple when Yang Xin first presented the cloak.

"Old Yue, have some confidence! You aren't the same person you used to be. With your current strength, no one in the entire martial arts world can kill you. Besides, with me around, who in the entire Ming Dynasty would dare touch you?" Yang Xin had declared, thumping his chest.

Yue Buqun struggled for a long time but ultimately couldn't resist Yang Xin—mostly because Yang Xin’s fists were bigger. In the end, the entire Xianyue Sect had been transformed by Yang Xin into a parody of the Hidden Leaf Village.

Seeing the graceful Dongfang Bubai approaching, the disciples felt as if a fairy had descended from the heavens. After a long silence, Liang Fa was the first to regain his composure, waving at Yue Lingshan. "Little Junior Sister, over here!"

Once Yue Lingshan pulled Dongfang Bubai to their table, Liang Fa asked, "Is this our new Junior Sister from Huashan Hall?"

"She is a Senior Sister, with the surname Dongfang. Brother Liang, don't just take my word for it—even Eldest Brother Linghu Chong would have to address her as Senior Sister," Yue Lingshan said nonchalantly. She glanced at Lin Pingzhi, who was about to reveal Dongfang Bubai's true identity. Yue Lingshan glared at him, causing Lin Pingzhi to shiver and immediately shut his mouth.

Dongfang Bubai found this trip to Mount Hua incredibly fascinating; she had never experienced anything so novel in her life. Choosing not to expose Yue Lingshan’s lie, she gave a cold, elegant nod and sat down beside her.

"Senior Sister? That’s impossible. Our seniority in the Xianyue Sect isn't based on age, but on when one joins. And the surname Dongfang is extremely rare. Could it be..." Liang Fa’s expression shifted, as if he had realized something.

Dongfang Bubai remained composed, though internally she was startled. *This Xianyue Sect is a place of hidden talents. A second-generation disciple can deduce my identity just from my surname?*

However, Liang Fa’s next words made Dongfang Bubai feel as though her shock had been entirely misplaced.

"Did you take your mother's surname? Since the Little Junior Sister insists we call you Senior Sister—even Eldest Brother Linghu Chong does—it means you joined very early and knew the Master long ago. If you joined so early but only appeared now, there is only one truth: you must be the illegitimate daughter born from the Master’s wild youth roaming the world!" Liang Fa said, lost in thought.

"Pfft!" Yue Lingshan clutched her chest, shouting, "Brother Liang, don't talk nonsense! If you dare insult my father's reputation, watch out—you’ve seen the size of my fists!"

Dongfang Bubai, however, let out a soft laugh. She found this trip to Mount Hua increasingly whimsical; the disciples of the Xianyue Sect gave her a unique feeling, one that made her feel relaxed, secure, and at ease.

The beauty’s smile stunned the crowd once more.

"A single glance from her can bring down a city; a second, a kingdom. I finally understand why King You of Zhou lit the signal fires to amuse his concubine..." Liang Fa muttered.

"Are all your fellow disciples like this?" Dongfang Bubai whispered into Yue Lingshan’s ear, unable to find the right word to describe them.

"Goofy? Sigh!" Yue Lingshan let out a long sigh, sounding as if she had lost all hope. "Ever since the three mountains merged and Grandmaster Yang insisted on reforming the sect, the Xianyue Sect stopped producing standard martial arts heroes and started mass-producing weirdos. Sister, don't be fooled by the Songshan Hall disciples—they act cool, like they're the best in the world, but they're incredibly passionate and stifled inside. As for my Huashan Hall, everyone is serious when the Master is around, but the moment he leaves, they're all jokes. And don't even get me started on the Hengshan Hall; they're all fools who laugh all day long for no reason."

"It's quite interesting," Dongfang Bubai said with a faint smile.

"There's more that's even more interesting. Let's finish eating, and I'll take you there. But you must promise me: don't be shocked, and don't scream." Yue Lingshan then began helping Dongfang Bubai order her food.

The meals in the Xianyue Sect’s cafeteria were simple, but they were prepared using modern cooking techniques and ingredients. Eating it for the first time, Dongfang Bubai found it even more delicious than the delicacies she was accustomed to. Being a sect leader, her elegant way of eating once again left everyone gawking.

After the meal, Yue Lingshan led Dongfang Bubai and the other disciples into a room. Unlike the others, which were brightly lit, this room was pitch black.

However, this was no obstacle for Dongfang Bubai; since reaching the Innate Realm, she could see perfectly in the dark. She saw a large white screen at the front of the room, with rows of chairs facing it. The disciples took their seats, waiting with practiced familiarity.

"Sister Dongfang, please, don't be surprised, and don't scream," Yue Lingshan warned again.

The more Yue Lingshan cautioned her, the more Dongfang Bubai’s curiosity grew. "Little sister, what are you doing?"

"Shh, we're watching a movie. It's like the shadow puppetry of the martial arts world, but much more advanced. Look, it's starting..."

As soon as Yue Lingshan finished speaking, a beam of light shot out from the back, hitting the screen. Suddenly, a colorful image appeared, accompanied by a soul-stirring poem echoing from the surround-sound speakers:

"The winds and clouds of the world rise from our generation,
Once in the martial arts world, the years rush by.
Imperial ambition and hegemony fade in casual conversation,
Nothing beats the drunkenness of a lifetime.
Drawing swords and riding forth, hacking through ghostly rain,
Bones like mountains, birds startled into flight.
Dusty affairs are like tides, people like water,
Only sighing at how few return from the world of martial arts."

"Is this... a movie?" Dongfang Bubai stared at the screen, her voice trembling. She could no longer find words to describe the Xianyue Sect, only sighing, "Could this be the work of immortals?"

"Yes, this is a movie. Sister Dongfang, I'll remind you one last time: no matter what you see, don't scream."

"Why do you keep warning me? I assure you, my composure is quite strong," Dongfang Bubai asked, frowning.

"Because the movie playing tonight is: *Swordsman: Dongfang Bubai* and *Dongfang Bubai: Winds and Clouds Rise Again.*"