The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 522 Alliance: Bringing the False God Down from His Altar

Lang Jiuchuan was not so arrogant as to think that she could confront Tantai Qing on her own. Especially after this incident, she knew that the other party was far-sighted and meticulous, and that there were things she could not take into account.

She didn't want Gong Tinglan to help her fight against or kill Tantai Qing with her; she wanted him to stand on her side, to be her eyes and even her strategist, to notice things she couldn't see, and to give her different perspectives and advice.

After all, she believed that the Grand Preceptor wanted to achieve immortality, and this was just her speculation. Until the very end, no one knew what he really wanted, but it was absolutely true that he was closely related to the fate of the Tantai Kingdom.

He values ​​the fate of the nation, that's for sure!

If he wishes to achieve the Great Dao, he must ensure the prosperity of the Tantai Kingdom to help him ascend to heaven.

But these were all just her guesses.

"I don't care how old the Grand Preceptor is, but he's been famous for a long time and is revered like a god by the world. He enjoys this high position and wouldn't want to fall from his pedestal. If I'm a human magic weapon that can bring prosperity to the Great Dan Kingdom, and sacrificing myself can ensure the stability of Great Dan, then what's the point of him stealing the fortune of other great clans?" Lang Jiuchuan's chest heaved violently. "Like I said, no one gets up early without a reason. He must have something to gain. I can't be distracted by one person, and I'm probably no match for him now. I need allies. Of course, if what I said goes too far, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Everyone has selfish desires, and every family is no exception. As the young master of the family, Gong Tinglan cannot act willfully, disregard the interests of the family, and agree to things casually.

Gong Tinglan gave a self-deprecating laugh: "Gong Qi once said that you harbored many grudges against the Xuan Clan. I know in my heart that the Xuan Clan has done things over the past hundred years that have actually destroyed the Dao, and some of their actions are even shameful. It is normal for you to have such thoughts. But the Gong family..."

He pursed his lips and said, "To be honest, the Gong family also has ambitions. We also want to pass on the legacy of our ancestors, just like the Yang, Li, and Qian families, to become a family that lasts for a thousand years or even longer, to truly establish ourselves in the Taoist sect, to establish a school, and to be praised by future generations. This is also my ambition."

Lang Jiuchuan smiled and said, "I understand."

Gong Tinglan nodded: "My family and I are both ambitious. The Gong family had no choice but to act in the past because the world was still uncertain. If we did not follow the trend, we might be squeezed out of the Daoist sect. The Xuan Clan was also good in the past, but later, their Daoist heart changed. It was no longer pure, but greedy and strong-willed. This change also caused the Xuan Clan to decay and its Dao to the point of death."

He looked at the Yang family ancestral graves again and said calmly, "The national advisor, who is revered like a god, secretly steals the destiny of others. For a moment, I felt that the Dao was dead."

“No, there are always those who truly cultivate in seclusion in the deep mountains, and there are also those who live in seclusion in the city. As long as people do not die, the Dao will not die, and the righteous Dao will certainly not die. If the righteous Dao dies, then it will be a living hell, and the world will be in chaos.” Lang Jiuchuan’s voice was filled with determination.

“You’re right, I only thought that way because I was momentarily provoked.” Gong Tinglan looked at Lang Jiuchuan with a gaze full of sympathy and admiration: “I didn’t expect you to have endured so much all by yourself.”

Lang Jiuchuan shook his head: "It's all in the past. Now I am no longer the obedient disciple who admires my master, but a rebellious disciple."

"Since he sacrificed you, the so-called master-disciple relationship was already repaid at the moment of your death. How can he be worthy of being your master?"

Lang Jiuchuan was taken aback, then smiled slightly. Yes, she had already thanked her master when he killed her!

"Then what do you mean?"

Gong Tinglan's clear eyes gleamed with the unique, resolute light of the righteous path of the Xuanmen, and she said coldly, "Tantai Qing has harmed his disciples, lost his humanity, and his actions are intolerable to Heaven. Furthermore, he has laid a vicious trap to steal the fortune of powerful families, treating countless lives as worthless. His actions are utterly outrageous. Therefore, bringing him down from his pedestal is not just your responsibility. He has acted against the natural order, shaking the fortunes of humanity and causing chaos throughout the world. Such an unprecedented and heinous villain! Even though my cultivation is shallow, as the young master of the Gong family, I know that the words 'righteous path' are heavier than Mount Tai!" The so-called righteous path is to punish evil and restore order!

Lang Jiuchuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't you think I'm exaggerating his evil out of personal grudge, just to drag you and the Gong family into this? Being his enemy probably won't bring any good."

"If you are driven by personal grudges, then I will fight for the sake of all living beings under heaven, for the countless innocent souls who died because of his evil deeds, and seek justice for them. You and I simply share a common goal." Gong Tinglan put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and said in a cold tone, "The true face of this fiend should be revealed to everyone, his evil magic should be destroyed, and the truth should be restored. Even if the road ahead is difficult, I will have no regrets even if I die a hundred times."

In this world, there must always be someone who forges a path for justice, for light, and for righteousness.

The dawn finally broke through the clouds, bathing the two figures in a light golden glow.

Lang Jiuchuan cupped his hands to Gong Tinglan and solemnly performed a Daoist salute. No further words or doubts were needed. Even if he couldn't do it, he should drink a cup for the trust shown to him today.

The two reached an agreement, and to confirm their suspicions, they went to the ancestral graves of the Qian and Li families. Unfortunately, because the bloodline between the two families had been severed, the ancestral graves were already lifeless and desolate, so there was no way to decipher the secret.

However, Lang Jiuchuan's learning came from the Imperial Preceptor, and with the Yang family's theft of life-changing techniques as a precedent, she managed to find a trace of theft after some effort.

"It is him, no doubt." Lang Jiuchuan tossed aside a broken magic artifact, his face grim.

Gong Tinglan said in a deep voice: "As far as we know, there are already the Qian, Li and Yang families. But the powerful families of Da Dan are unaware of the common people. How can we know if there are other families experiencing the same calamity? Unfortunately, we cannot identify who is responsible."

Lang Jiuchuan pondered for a moment, lightly tapping the Emperor Bell with his fingertip, and said, "If it exists, then it proves that he does indeed need this fortune. We can then break through it one by one. Even if we cannot expose his actions, we can still thwart his schemes. Once he is provoked too much, he will be eager to take risks, and at that time, his true colors will be revealed."

“If that happens, it will be the time when he no longer hides behind the scenes, and it will be his chance to make a desperate gamble. I’m afraid…” Gong Tinglan’s eyes were solemn: “We need more like-minded people to stand on our side and fight against this evil lord together, so that the righteous path can protect the common people.”

Lang Jiuchuan wholeheartedly agreed.

Cangshan Mountain.

Tantai Qing pressed down on his chest, which was churning with blood and qi, to suppress the backlash. He braced himself on the stone platform with one hand, rubbing his temples with two fingers to smooth out the bulging veins. He chuckled and said, "Little wolf cub, you've shown your fangs. Let your master see how many pieces of flesh you can bite off and whether you can bear the consequences."

It's a pity that the last bit of luck was wasted, but oh well, since the little wolf cub was able to break through, it wasn't in vain that he had carefully taught her back then. Consider it a graduation gift for her.

A mysterious smile appeared on Tantai Qing's lips. He crossed his legs, made a hand seal with two fingers, and instantly, wisps of spiritual energy seemed to surge out from beneath the earth's veins in the Dao Cave. They circulated around him, were then compressed and condensed by him, and pressed into his dantian.

(End of this chapter)