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Chu Yang had Huang Rong and Li Mochou bring out the carriage so he could bid farewell to the Ming Cult members.
“I know that the leader of the Ming Cult is unworthy of a divine figure like Mr. Chu, and we dare not have such high hopes. But as the saying goes, a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of gratitude. After all, you saved the lives of so many people in the Ming Cult…”
Yang Xiao hesitated for a moment, "If you have any instructions, sir, the people of the Ming Cult will go through fire and water without hesitation. I hope you will not find it offensive."
Chu Yang pondered for a moment, then nodded, accepting the favor.
Wei Yixiao and the others were overjoyed.
"After this incident, the Ming Cult's reputation in the martial arts world will soar, and there will definitely be many people of dubious origin who want to join. I hope you can keep yourselves pure and not indiscriminately recruit scoundrels and commit evil deeds!"
"In the future, we must always take the fate of He Taichong and the others as a warning."
Before leaving, Chu Yang left a few warnings that sent a chill down Yang Xiao and the others' spines. The meaning was clear: whether the Ming Cult was saved or destroyed was entirely up to him.
After leaving Bright Peak, Chu Yang did not rush back to the Southern Song Dynasty. Instead, he took a trip to the Ming Dynasty and executed those who had escaped the net during the siege of the Ancient Tomb Sect.
Among them were many who were called heroes by the righteous sects.
While the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty was disgusted by the bloodshed, after Zhang Sanfeng returned to Wudang Mountain, a shocking piece of news instantly swept through major restaurants and rumor-mongering hubs across the country.
"Master Zhang himself admitted that he lost to that mysterious 'Mr. Chu'!"
"Even the legendary Zhang Laoxian lost?"
"What should we do? Who in the world is a match for that demon?"
"Master Zhang also said that Mr. Chu is a highly skilled cultivator with a past connection to the Ancient Tomb Sect. He is not a member of the Demonic Sect, and his actions this time are aimed at those who participated in the siege of the Ancient Tomb Sect."
"So that's how it is. I was wondering why the other three sects were unaffected when the six major sects went to Bright Peak. Shaolin, Emei, and Wudang are all monks and did not participate in the struggle for the Nine Yin Manual."
"But... how did Abbess Miejue and Master Kongwen lose their arms?"
"I heard that even though Mr. Chu had let them go, they still fought back, angering him, and each of them lost an arm."
"Isn't this just asking for trouble? But I have to say, Mr. Chu has quite a temper."
"Heh, if I had such high-level martial arts skills, I'd have an even bigger temper than him!"
"Speaking of which, fewer and fewer people have died recently, and it's been a long time since we've heard any rumors of any master being killed by Mr. Chu."
"Hey! Not everyone's rushing to snatch that Nine Yin Manual. Those who can join in the fun are all experts. It's not our turn."
"Breaking news! Breaking news!"
"The reclusive elder Feng Qingyang of the Huashan Sect emerged from seclusion and fought with that Mr. Chu at a ferry crossing somewhere!"
"The two of them leveled the mountains on both sides of the river!"
After his defeat, Feng Qingyang left behind a poem and then drifted away.
"It's like a devil descending from the sky, he is really the Tai Sui God on earth!"
The noisy restaurant suddenly fell silent, then erupted into a violent uproar!
At the same time, Zhang Sanfeng, who was preaching to his disciples at Wudang Mountain, also heard the news.
He remained silent for a long while.
Hehe smiled.
"The Demon Lord?"
"Tai Sui?"
"Truly deserving of its reputation?"
Huang Rong quickly returned to the territory of the Northern Song Dynasty in the carriage.
After the upheaval in the Ancient Tomb Sect, Li Mochou became much more sensible. Although she couldn't drive, she often stayed by Huang Rong's side to learn and try to master the skill.
Chu Yang had a vague feeling that she was afraid he would abandon her.
This is an inner demon, which Chu Yang can hardly resolve with just a few words; he can only leave it to time.
Little Dragon Girl often snuggles in Chu Yang's arms to sleep, as if only in this way can she gain enough sense of security. And looking at this adorable little baby, Chu Yang can't refuse her.
After being gone for a month or so, some changes had occurred in the martial arts world of the Northern Song Dynasty. Qiao Feng had disappeared without a trace, and few people mentioned him anymore.
Kang Min, wife of Ma Dayuan, the former deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect, died suddenly at home due to illness.
The "Precious Chess Game," which attracted the attention of heroes from all over the world, had just ended, leaving Huang Rong, who always loved to join in the fun, feeling extremely regretful.
"Keep going, there's even more excitement waiting for you."
"Where are you going?!"
"Tianshan, Piaomiao Peak, Lingjiu Palace."
Huang Rong turned her head and stole a glance at Li Mochou, as if she had remembered something.
The Palace Master of Lingjiu Palace, Tianshan Tonglao, also participated in the battle for the Nine Yin Manual, but for some reason, she did not attend in person.
The thirty-six cave masters and seventy-two island masters under her command served her faithfully.
The reason why Tianshan Child Granny stole the Nine Yin Manual was very simple: she wanted to refer to this manual, which was known as the general outline of all martial arts, in order to solve the drawbacks of her Everlasting Youth and Longevity Skill.
Tianshan Tonglao started practicing this skill at the age of six. It took her thirty days to regain her youth at the age of thirty-six, sixty days at the age of sixty-six, and ninety days at the age of ninety-six.
The downside is that each time one rejuvenates, all their power is lost. One day of practice can restore their power at the age of seven, and each subsequent day is equivalent to a year. Moreover, they need to drink fresh blood at noon every day in order to practice.
During this period, if you encounter retaliation from your enemies, you are basically helpless and have no power to fight back.
Moreover, due to Li Qiushui's scheme, Tianshan Tonglao's training went awry, causing her body to remain permanently stuck at the age of eight or nine, which has always been a source of her heartache.
But for Chu Yang and Li Mochou, no matter what Tianshan Tonglao's motives or how she participated, the punishment she deserved would eventually fall on her head.
The moon is dark and the wind is high.
At the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.
Lingjiu Palace dispatched a large number of palace maids to be on high alert.
The masters of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands also led their disciples to guard this place.
Such a massive operation would give any power in the world a headache.
The reason this group was so alarmed was simply because a carriage had entered the territory of Lingjiu Palace.
It was an ordinary carriage, except for the extraordinary horse pulling it; there was nothing else particularly remarkable about it.
What everyone was afraid of was the man sitting on the carriage shaft.
Recently, some people have been calling him the Demon Lord, while others have been calling him Tai Sui.
But the most common way to address him is as "Mr. Chu".
Over the past few months, in the world of martial arts spanning several countries, if we were to say who has been the most prominent, it would undoubtedly be this "Mr. Chu".
One man swept through six major sects.
He first defeated Zhang Zhenren of Wudang, and then defeated Feng Qingyang, a peak expert in swordsmanship.
He personally destroyed countless prestigious sects, and countless renowned heroes and extraordinary figures died at his hands.
Their remarkable achievements, seemingly straight out of a fairy tale, inspire fear in all who hear of them.
Wherever he went, rivers of blood flowed.
Anyone even remotely connected to the destruction of the Ancient Tomb Sect will face a fate worse than death.
Unfortunately, Lingjiu Palace is such an unlucky place.
Not only did they fail to obtain the Nine Yin Manual, they also incurred the wrath of a powerful evil star.
"Whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll still get stabbed. When will this ever end?"
"What's there to be afraid of? There are so many of us, and he's all alone. We could drown him if each of us spat on him."
"If having more people was useful, we wouldn't have been enslaved by the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny for so many years..."
"Shut up! If the maids of Lingjiu Palace hear this, we'll all be dead! Have you forgotten what the Life and Death Talisman tastes like?"
Upon hearing this, the cave lords and island lords immediately fell silent.
The pain when the Life and Death Talisman is activated is so intense it penetrates to the very marrow.
In comparison, perhaps dying at Mr. Chu's hands would be a relief?
As everyone was lost in thought, the clatter of horses' hooves pierced the night and echoed in their ears.
Under the moonlight, a very ordinary horse-drawn carriage was faintly visible.
The carriage moved through the mountains as if on flat ground. Perhaps because of the darkness, they did not realize that the carriage was actually floating on the road.
Everyone held their breath and turned to look at the representative of Lingjiu Palace, Tianshan Tonglao's personal maid.
The Four Swords: Plum Blossom, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum.
Mei Jian, dressed in a red robe, stepped forward from the crowd and looked at the scholar sitting in the carriage. She said loudly, "My grandmother learned that you were going to pass through Tianshan, so she specially sent us to see you off. We have prepared a small gift, which is not much. We hope you will accept it."
The meaning is simple: since I didn't get the Nine Yin Manual anyway, I'm giving you this gift as an apology, and we're even now.
Mei Jian glanced at Boss Wu in the crowd and gestured for him to present the prepared gifts to the "Demon Lord".
Old Wu's face immediately fell, and he cursed inwardly, but he quickly put on a smile and respectfully carried a pile of golden treasures toward the carriage.
As they approached, Old Wu cautiously used the moonlight to secretly sized up the scholar before him.