Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 837 The Annihilation of the Quanxing Sect

It's not easy to surround and kill a senior member of the Celestial Master's Mansion who is of the same generation as the Celestial Master.

On Gong Qing's side, in addition to being an undercover agent for three and a half years, he also mobilized all the high-end combat forces of the Quanxing faction that he could persuade.

All six thieves were present, along with "Corpse Demon" Tu Junfang, and others. Of the fourteen most skilled members of Quanxing who were originally scheduled to challenge Zhang Zhiwei on the grassland, nine had come here, and even Gong Qing himself had demonstrated his impressive ability to control flying needles.

With this lineup, Lu Ci's strength in the original novel would be completely overshadowed.

However, in this history that was collectively strengthened because of He Songling, there were not only people who could deal with this lineup, but quite a few.

So even though he had the upper hand, Gong Qing was still extremely anxious, afraid of delaying even a moment longer.

Unfortunately, he couldn't get any more people to come.

"Damn it, if Ding Shian had come, they probably would have already taken them down..."

Gong Qing's master was Bi Yuan, who was also Ding Shian's mentor. By that logic, Gong Qing could barely be considered a fellow disciple of Ding Shian. However, Ding Shian had no interest in bullying the weak and besieging old men, and Gong Qing couldn't persuade his "senior brother" to cooperate.

Just then, a door opened in front of them, and He Songling led Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Lingyu, and Xia He out from inside.

"Old, Old Celestial Master!"

Everyone fell silent.

"Run!" Without saying a word, Gong Qing decisively ordered a retreat.

"As expected of the acting leader of Quanxing, his decisiveness is truly remarkable." He Songling looked at them and smiled. "But do you think you can still leave?"

"Although the old master is powerful, we are not weak either. As long as we split up and run, I don't believe you, Zhang Zhiwei, can catch us all!" Shen Benyou Shoushuai said threateningly as he ran.

"You look down on me!" He Songling roared. "Get down here!"

These people were really obedient. At their command, several people who were running and leaping quickly all fell to the ground.

"Kid, you translate this for me. What do you mean by 'Zhang Zhiwei can't catch you, so you can run away'? Do you think I look down on you?" He Songling walked up to Shou Shuai and kicked him so hard he rolled on the ground like a gourd.

"You, you are..." The Quanxing members were utterly shocked.

They thought that all they needed to do on this trip was to guard against the Old Celestial Master, but they never expected that this contestant of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, an excessively young man, could bring them all down with just a few words.

Are these Confucian and Taoist practitioners really that powerful? Is there no limit to the power that follows their words?
"What a pity, Lao Zhang." He Songling turned around and glanced at Zhang Zhiwei. "Your classic battle is gone."

In the original work, it was the battle of "The Celestial Master Descends the Mountain" that made everyone realize what it means to be a top expert, what it means to be one person and one person, what it means to be a lunchbox supplier, and that it made everyone realize that Zhang Zhiwei is Zhang Zhiwei, and the other extraordinary people are other extraordinary people.

However, now most of those fourteen people have been captured by He Songling, and even Gong Qing didn't escape. Without the driving force of that secret behind it, and without Tian Jinzhong's death, there would have been no Zhang Zhiwei to descend Longhu Mountain and single-handedly wipe out the Quanxing Sect.

"According to the original plan, they should have killed Lao Tian, ​​extracted his memories, and compared them with the memories extracted from Zhang Huaiyi's body to learn the truth. Then you went down the mountain alone, killed nearly half of the Quanxing members, defeated Lu Jin in one move, defeated all the top Quanxing masters by yourself, killed the acting leader of Quanxing, and shocked the world."

"It's gone, it's gone. Do you think I care about such empty fame?" Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were full of contempt as he looked at He Songling. "You're over 110 years old, stop acting like a child, always thinking about showing off. Besides, do you think I can defeat Old Lu in one move? You seem to be overestimating me. It would take at least three moves." Lu Jin, who had just followed the Qi, was quite pleased to hear the first part of Zhang Zhiwei's words, but his face immediately turned red upon hearing the last sentence.

"Zhang Zhiwei, you stinking Taoist priest, what do you mean by this!"

"To be honest, I know that when Senior Zuo first entered the third level, right here in your Sanyi Martial Arts Square, in front of everyone, He Songling used the same third level of skill to knock him down from the sky in one move."

There were no outsiders here, except for Zhang Lingyu and Xia He, who were destined to be trapped in He Songling's clutches. Everyone else was an old fogey, so Zhang Zhiwei spoke with righteous indignation.

"Although I am not proficient in reversing the flow of life and do not have the ability to understand the Dao, I am still very strong, surpassing your sect's fourth level. Three moves are enough to defeat you. If you are not convinced, come and try."

"Hmph, I won't stoop to your level." Lu Jin wasn't going to stand up for herself. With her senior brother right there, there were plenty of people to deal with this stinking old man.

"Is that enough?" Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Lu Jin.

"Ah."

This is normal. With a healthy, enhanced version of Tian Jinzhong, a Zhang Zhiwei who knows the truth and has no worries, a triple-stage late-stage Lu Jin, a half-step god-like Taber, plus He Songling, these few people on Longhu Mountain are simply not enough for the Quanxing Sect to fight.

Let alone contemporary Quanxing, even the Quanxing of the past wouldn't work.

They captured those who could be captured and killed those they couldn't, and the situation was quickly quelled.

"Then you all go ahead with your work, I'll take these two kids for a stroll." He Songling said goodbye and disappeared from the spot.

"Pretending to be a child really has its advantages," Lu Jin said somewhat awkwardly.

When He Songling reappeared, he was beside a person who had died a very tragic death. In front of the corpse stood a bespectacled, seemingly refined scoundrel.

"Xiao Zizai, right?"

"Who are you?" Xiao Zizai, his eyes red, first glanced at the middle-aged man beside him before looking at He Songling.

“It doesn’t matter. You can take a picture of me and look it up yourself when you get back, or ask your master. Jie Kong and I are quite familiar with each other.”

He Songling did not intend to explain his identity to the regional head of Na Du Tong. His identity could be exposed, guessed, and investigated, but it could not be explained to the people of Na Du Tong by him, or given after being questioned, as that would lower his status.

"I want to ask you, do you intend to control your inner demons, or eliminate them?"

"Is there a difference?" Xiao Zizai raised his eyebrows as soon as he heard He Songling mention his master so easily. Now that He Songling was talking about the inner demons that his master couldn't resolve or suppress even after using all his skills, the fire in his heart was rising.

He had just killed someone and was still in a state of rage, his emotions were very unstable.

"The difference is huge. If you want to eliminate your inner demons, you can do it now. I can help you. As for the cost, you don't need to worry about it. Whether I ask your master or anyone else, I think they will help you. But as for this control..."

He Songling stared at Xiao Zizai and chuckled, "You have to let me do an experiment for you."

(End of this chapter)