Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 840 I'll have Wudang fire you too, Wang Ye
Wang Ye and Zhang Lingyu were practically strangers.

Although both Wudang and Tianshi Mansion are Taoist sects, they have exchanges with each other. However, Wang is a fourth-generation disciple, while Zhang Lingyu is a second-generation disciple.

In terms of seniority, the two of them would never cross paths.

Furthermore, Wang Ye is lazy and arrogant, believing that everyone, including his father and Zhang Lingyu, is still vying for power and profit.

He was awkward and timid, wanting to be a master but not daring to say it, as if he had some secrets he was hiding and dared not face.

Wang Ye may not say it, but deep down he looks down on such people.

Therefore, Wang Ye and Zhang Lingyu were merely nodding acquaintances, with no real relationship behind them, and Wang Ye was even less close to Zhang Lingyu's uncle, disciple, and grand-disciple, the Taoist Fude.

He never expected that after this battle, Zhang Lingyu, the tenth disciple of the Celestial Master, would come to find him immediately.

"Ling Songhe?" Wang Ye glanced at He Songling in front of him. "You're looking for me?"

"I'll be frank. In Feng Hou Qi Men, Zhou Sheng places the central palace on the heart, because that's the most suitable point. But I have a way to fix it in your primordial spirit."

He Songling looked at Wang Ye, his tone full of seduction: "Would you like to give Zhou Sheng a surprise when you meet him?"

"???"

Wang Ye was completely stunned by He Songling's words and didn't recover from the shock for a long time.

After a long while, he shook his head, barely managing to swallow the fact, and tentatively asked, "You...you know?"

"Oh, when we were fighting, Zhang Chulan was under my control." He Songling casually pointed, and Wang Ye's body uncontrollably crashed into a nearby tree. Even though Wang Ye desperately tried to activate the Feng Hou Qi Men technique to break free from this control, he couldn't do anything about it.

"Kacha!"

Wang Ye smashed a tree in half with his head, demonstrating his strength as the "number one among the younger generation".

"Wang Ye broke a 500-year-old tree on Longhu Mountain. Zhang Lingyu, quick, write it down and tell the Old Celestial Master later." He Songling barked like a dog from the side.

"I fucking..." Wang wanted to curse, but he didn't know what to say.

As soon as he felt his body was out of control, he immediately activated the Feng Hou Qi Men technique while simultaneously visualizing the true meaning of Tai Chi in his mind.

However, the Tai Chi diagram within his primordial spirit spun, and the Feng Hou Qi Men technique transformed him into a king, yet it had no effect whatsoever. It wasn't that he couldn't overcome the opponent, but rather that both the true meaning of Tai Chi and the Feng Hou Qi Men technique clearly gave him feedback: you are not under control, you can control yourself freely, whether it's your body or these techniques.

Wang Ye's heart sank immediately.

He could even sense the magic he was using after opening the wind gate, and he could even feel the flow of time rapidly passing between the activation of the tortoise-fly body. But the fact was that he was unable to activate any magic or resist any control.

He just charged straight at it and broke his head on a tree.

He can easily compensate for the trees on Longhu Mountain, but what's wrong with this person?

At the same time, Zhang Lingyu spoke up, conveying news that surprised Wang Ye: "I have already had my master expelled me from the sect. I am no longer a disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion. You should go and complain to him yourself." "Why did you expel me from the sect?" Wang Ye stared at Zhang Lingyu with wide eyes.

"Isn't it obvious? Colluding with the Quanxing demons and having an affair with an important member of Quanxing, which sect wouldn't expel him for this?" He Songling slapped Xia He on the back, making her stagger a few steps. Zhang Lingyu subconsciously reached out to help her, but Xia He, being a bit of a flirt, took advantage of the moment and threw herself into Zhang Lingyu's arms.

"Uh..." Now there was no need for He Songling to say anything more, and there was no point in Zhang Lingyu explaining anymore. The reality was clearly laid out before them; that was the situation.

“Hey, that’s what you do, bro.” Wang Ye gave a thumbs up. “Brother, that’s what you do.”

Zhang Lingyu's face turned bright red on one side. He tried to push Xia He away, but Xia He held his arm tightly and even rubbed his chest against him. Zhang Lingyu felt the amazing elasticity of her chest, and the other half of his face turned red as well.

"Ahem." Wang Ye turned his head to look at He Songling. "Old Ling, what are you talking about..."

“Come with me later, I’ll go to Wudang with you.” He Songling suddenly thought of something funny, “Let Wudang expel you too.”

"Huh? No way!" Wang Ye was taken aback and subconsciously said, "No, I'm not learning Feng Hou Qi Men anymore. You'd better stay away from me."

Wang Ye had no doubt about the abilities of the person in front of him. Even the young disciple whom the old Celestial Master had taken in when he was over ninety years old could be expelled at will, let alone an ordinary fourth-generation disciple of Wudang like himself.

"You think you can run away now that you've got him on your side?" Zhang Chulan walked over with Feng Baobao at this moment. "Old Wang, you're just unlucky."

"Then what should I do?" Wang Ke didn't like causing trouble.

"Since things have already come to this, we might as well just stick to him."

Zhang Chulan truly lives up to his reputation as the shameless leader of the younger generation. He simply shrugged and gave up, showing no fear even when facing the legendary He Songling: "Old Ling, we're sticking with you until we find the truth and the answer to what happened back then."

"Oh, so you're clinging to me now." If it were anyone else, they would probably already be feeling a headache, but unfortunately, he was facing He Songling.

"Okay, I'll call your company leaders right away and tell them you're absent from work, leaving the office during work hours, evading taxes, and stealing company salaries. I'll see what the board members think of you."

"That's alright, I'll just have Fourth Brother fill in the fieldwork paperwork for me. We're very flexible here." Zhang Chulan was not afraid at all. Since he dared to say this to He Songling, he had already thought about the possible outcome.

"Hmph, kid, you're still too green. I'll spread the word that you've been disrespectful to company leaders, dissatisfied with the board of directors, and that you have a sinister aura. Anyone connected to you will soon be in trouble. If necessary, I can even post your misdeeds online."

He Songling looked at Zhang Chulan meaningfully and said, "Little Zhang, making a huge impact on society will greatly affect how the leaders view you."

"Holy crap!" Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye exclaimed in unison, not expecting this guy to be such a seasoned official.

While they were talking, people from the company and the Ten Elders arrived at the front of the mountain one after another.

They counted the number of people one by one. Those captured were handed over to the authorities, the wounded were sent to the hospital, and the dead were buried and given compensation. As for the remaining people, many of them were resting on the ground after the great battle.

"Great, Zhang Chulan, thank you so much." Lu Jin patted Zhang Chulan's shoulder happily, "Grandpa, I owe you a favor..."

“In that case, why don’t you marry Linglong to him?” He Songling interjected from the side.

(End of this chapter)