Lin Fei looked at Jiang Bu'er on the beacon tower to his left, and then at Wan Jianchen on the beacon tower to his right, with a look of great distress on his face.

Then, Lin Fei looked at both parties and said, "There is only one copy of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra, and you all want it. Continuing like this will only harm each other and damage the friendship."

"It seems that the Martial Arts Holy Scripture isn't a good thing after all. Keeping it will only cause fighting and killing for it. Now, I'll throw it into the valley so it will never appear in the world again, turning into dust so all the heroes of the world can forget about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fei threw the "Martial Saint Heart Sutra," wrapped in silk cloth, flying towards a deep forested valley below the Great Wall.

In the moonlight, the "Martial Saint Heart Sutra" wrapped in yellow silk cloth flew towards the deep valley, in full view of the masters of the five sects and ten factions and the Sect Leader of Netherworld, Wan Jianchen.

Then, the Sect Leaders and elders of the five sects and ten factions and Wan Jianchen, returning to their senses, shouted in unison, "Let's go down to the valley to find the Martial Saint Heart Sutra!"

More than a hundred masters from the five sects and ten factions, like a flock of large birds, swiftly left the Great Wall, stepping on mountain trees, flying rapidly towards the valley to grab the "Martial Saint Heart Sutra."

Similarly, Wan Jianchen, without a second thought for Deng Ziyu, left him on the beacon tower and, with twenty Netherworld experts wearing green-faced fanged masks, also flew towards the valley.

After both sides flew towards the valley, only Lin Fei, Li Guang, Leng Ying, and Deng Ziyu, who was atop the beacon tower, remained on the Great Wall.

Li Guang silently gave Lin Fei a thumbs-up, "Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"

Lin Fei, with just this fake Martial Saint Heart Sutra, had lured the masters of the five sects and ten factions and Netherworld's Wan Jianchen and others to scramble down the valley. This move indeed made Li Guang admire him greatly.

"Let's go check on Ziyu." Lin Fei said to Li Guang and Leng Ying.

Then, the three of them flew to the beacon tower where Wan Jianchen previously stood. Lin Fei quickly untied the ropes on Deng Ziyu and unsealed his acupoint.

Once the acupoint was unsealed, Deng Ziyu immediately threw himself into Lin Fei's arms emotionally, choking, "Lin Fei, I thought I'd never see you again."

The embrace of warmth and tenderness caught Lin Fei somewhat by surprise, but he didn't let his thoughts wander. Instead, he comforted Deng Ziyu, saying, "Ziyu, it's all okay now. I won't let anything happen to you again."

Deng Ziyu nodded gently with happiness, "Yes, Wan Jianchen suddenly appeared in my bedroom at the base, sealed my acupoint before I could react, and then took me here."

"He is the Sect Leader of Netherworld with extremely high martial arts skills, so coming and going at the base is as easy as a flip of the palm, which is why you fell into his hands. However, I won't give him a second chance." Lin Fei's eyes gleamed.

During today's martial arts competition at Capital City University, he didn't know Wan Jianchen was the Sect Leader of Netherworld, nor could he kill him in front of the whole school's students.

If he did, he would become a murderer in the eyes of everyone at Capital City University in the future.

So, he merely revealed Wan Jianchen's true identity but didn't kill him.

But now it's different. He already knows Wan Jianchen is the Netherworld Sect Leader and has kidnapped Deng Ziyu.

Lin Fei doesn't want a repeat of the situation where Liu Wei was killed.

Therefore, Lin Fei has decided to completely eliminate Wan Jianchen.

Of course, he doesn't plan to spare the Sect Leaders and elders of the five sects and ten factions either.

On the list of enemies who killed his parents, the leaders of the five sects and ten factions, including Jiang Bu'er, are all listed.

At this moment, from the deep valley, there came booming sounds like a thunderous roar, and even from a long distance, Lin Fei and the others could feel the vibrations in the air.

There's no need to say it, in the deep valley, the masters of the five sects and ten factions and Netherworld's people have started fighting over the Martial Saint Heart Sutra.

Lin Fei and the others exchanged smiles.

Leng Ying couldn't help but say to Lin Fei, "Lin Fei, don't they know that the scroll is a fake Martial Saint Heart Sutra?"

Lin Fei revealed the mystery, "The Sect Leaders and elders of the five sects and ten factions and Wan Jianchen are not only not fools, but they're incredibly clever. It's precisely their extreme cleverness that leads them to fall for it.

They would certainly suspect that the item is fake, but unless they hold it in their own hands and see it for themselves, even if it is fake, they won't let the other party get it.

Do you know why? It's the mindset of 'better to mistakenly kill a thousand than let one slip.'

If by any chance this thing is real and falls into the hands of the opponent, wouldn't that be beyond regret?"

Li Guang, Leng Ying, and Deng Ziyu suddenly understood.

Deng Ziyu said, "So, they were too clever, which is why they fell into Lin Fei's trap."

Lin Fei nodded, "Let them slaughter each other and suffer heavy casualties, then I'll come to clean up the mess."

"When Wan Jianchen and the people from the five sects and ten factions return later, you protect Ziyu, and I'll deal with them," Lin Fei instructed Li Guang and Leng Ying.

"Understood, Lin Fei." Li Guang and Leng Ying replied in unison.

The four stood upon the beacon tower, the nighttime sky tumultuous, the moon occasionally hidden by clouds, occasionally emerging from them, the night at the Great Wall, sinister and unpredictable.

Time passed continuously; from the deep valley, screams and the sounds of fierce battle and blasting continued, keeping the air constantly vibrating.

It was unclear how long it had been when the screams and sounds of fierce battle in the valley fell silent, and the air suddenly quieted.

"Their mutual slaughter has finally stopped. It seems they have discovered that it's a fake Martial Saint Heart Sutra," Lin Fei gazed towards the valley, saying calmly.

Li Guang couldn't help but ask Lin Fei, "Lin Fei, how do you know they've discovered it's a fake Martial Saint Heart Sutra?"

"Because after such prolonged slaughter, their casualties must be significant. If they continue fighting, they might end up perishing together; naturally, they would not want that to happen, so they would ceasefire and examine the authenticity of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra," Lin Fei explained.

"If they found out it was genuine, they might fight desperately, but if they discovered it was fake, they would not foolishly forfeit their lives. So now that they have suddenly quieted down, they must have found out it's fake," Lin Fei said.

Li Guang, Leng Ying, and Deng Ziyu originally had doubts about what Lin Fei said. After all, both sides wanted the Martial Saint Heart Sutra very much and had gone mad with killing; how could they stop to check the authenticity of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra?

But at this moment, Li Guang, Leng Ying, and Deng Ziyu were surprised to see around twenty or thirty figures flying from the valley toward the Great Wall.

Under the moonlight, Li Guang and the others vaguely recognized that these twenty to thirty people were the Sect Leaders and elders of the five sects and ten factions and Wan Jianchen and his people, the rest were their subordinates.

"Out of over a hundred experts, only twenty or thirty are left, meaning eighty percent of the experts died in the battle in the valley." Li Guang had a hint of schadenfreude on his face.

One could imagine how brutal the battle in the valley between the two sides had been.

Swish, swish, swish.

Wan Jianchen, leading six or seven Netherworld experts, was the first to land on the passageway on the Great Wall, followed closely by Jiang Bu'er and a few other Sect Leaders and elders, who also landed on the Great Wall with some of their subordinates.

Altogether, around twenty to thirty people, compared to the initial more than a hundred experts from the five sects and ten factions and twenty Netherworld experts, meant that eighty to ninety percent of them perished.

Not only were the losses substantial, but Wan Jianchen and the Sect Leaders of the five sects and ten factions were all injured, with disheveled hair, bruised faces, some with blood at the corners of their mouths, and some having their clothes torn to tatters in the fierce battle.

Under the moonlight, the Sect Leader of Netherworld and the Sect Leaders and elders of the five sects and ten factions looked like a group of bedraggled, furious beggars, wishing to devour Lin Fei alive who stood on the beacon tower.

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