Embers of Sword

Chapter 525 Dutiful Son
"week!"

"Master Zhou!"

Two voices sounded.

With the Sea-Suppressing Formation broken, Ye Qinglian and Jiang Que appeared immediately. The former looked furious, her eyes practically blazing with rage.

Ye Qinglian arrived before the Red Leaf Throne.

Her expression was icy as she looked at the emaciated old man who had slumped onto the throne, his clothes stained with blood.

"Zhou... what's wrong with you?"

Ye Qinglian gritted her teeth: "Hundred Flowers Valley and the Jiang family fully cooperated with you to unleash the great formation, but not only did you fail to kill the evil spirits, you didn't even take care of Ye Zu's safety?"

"..."

Zhou remained silent.

These words seem to be a accusation against Zhou.

But the disciples of Hundred Flowers Valley standing next to the Red Leaf Throne were already pale with fright and dared not speak.

"It's not Zhou's fault."

Ye Zu's voice was hoarse as he stared in the direction Xie Xuanyi had left, and he slowly spoke: "Xie Zhen's realm is higher than you imagined... much higher..."

"How high can it be?"

Ye Qinglian gripped her longsword tightly, stared at Zhou, and said angrily, "As the leader of the main force, with so many people helping you, to let him escape is incompetence!"

The Mingwang Zhenhai Formation had just been completed, and as a key element of the formation, her view was blocked.

How Ye Zu was injured, and how Xie Zhen broke the formation...

She didn't see any of it clearly!
A surge of anger welled up within her, and it took Ye Qinglian a moment to realize her lapse in composure. Looking at the weakened old man slumped on the throne, she suddenly suppressed her fury and spoke in a pitiful voice, "Grandmaster... I didn't mean that..."

Yes... Zhou is the main person in charge.

But at this moment, the one with the highest cultivation level was Ye Zu.

The reason for stepping into the abyss.

It's because everyone is waiting for Ye Zu to recover.

According to his own words... the most incompetent person is not Zhou, but Ye Zu.

Ye Qinglian looked at the old man, and her eyes suddenly reddened.

She has been a disciple of Hundred Flowers Valley for over thirty years.

Ye Zu was the person who loved her the most, without exception.

In her early years, she had been determined to compete with Jiang Miaoyin. Before each grand sword-fighting tournament, Ye Zu would summon her to the back mountain and teach her a powerful move or two from the Hundred Flowers Valley Sword Qi Manual.

The sword techniques in these secret manuals are profound and mysterious, and have great uses.

Unfortunately, their talents differed; Ye Qinglian was not a peerless genius like Xie Xuanyi.

Even if you try your best to understand and comprehend it, you will always lose to Jiang Miaoyin in the end...

Every time she lost, Ye Qinglian would hold her breath and then burst into tears after entering the back mountain of Hundred Flowers Valley.

Her master told her that if she wanted to become a great person in the future, she should never cry in front of outsiders. Therefore, if Xiao Qinglian cried in front of her master, she would not receive comfort, but only more severe punishment. But her grandmaster never did that. Every time he saw little Ye Qinglian crying her eyes out in the back mountain, Ye Zu never scolded her. The old man just looked at her gently and then wiped away the little girl's tears.

If you live long enough, you'll understand a truth...

Victory and defeat are common occurrences in warfare.

So what if we lose a game?

after that.

The back mountain of Hundred Flowers Valley became the secret place where the grandfather and grandson of this sect met.

As Ye Qinglian grew up, she had long since mastered the Sword Qi Manual of Hundred Flowers Valley. However, whenever there was an important matter to attend to, she would always make a trip to the back mountain before departure… As she grew older, her greatest wish was no longer to defeat Jiang Miaoyin, but to revitalize Hundred Flowers Valley. She had learned all the moves in the Sword Qi Manual, except for the "Burning Flower Style," which she had not yet fully comprehended. Therefore, every time she went to the back mountain, Ye Zu would repeatedly break down this single move, the Burning Flower Style, for her.

The sword techniques of Hundred Flowers Valley are indeed not as exquisite as those of Great Sui Sword Palace.

But... the burning flower style is an exception.

Sword cultivators have no retreat, only death.

When a swordsman decides to abandon the will to live and unleash the "burning of jade and stone" sword strike, that is when he is at his strongest!
In fact, Ye Qinglian had long understood the principles of the Burning Flower Style sword technique.

However, she couldn't use it.

At that moment, she suddenly felt she had a reason to fight desperately...

It turns out that Ye Zu really has gotten old.

The old man sitting on the throne at this moment was like a withered candle...

Many people in Da Chu still place their hopes on Ye Zu.

Nobody thought of that.

Perhaps... this withered candle has actually burned out.

"do not Cry."

The old man on the red-leaf throne reached out and gently stroked Ye Qinglian's cheek.

He whispered to himself.

Her voice was as gentle as it had been back then.

Ye Qinglian took a deep breath and forced back the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Sect Leader Zhou... what are we waiting for?"

On the other side, Jiang Que spoke in a low voice.

Many high-level cultivators stared intently in the direction the man in black had left, instinctively wanting to give chase.

"Not urgent."

After a moment's consideration, Zhou shook his head: "Xie Zhen was also injured in the battle just now... This secret tomb is only so big, he can't escape far. Let's find medicinal herbs first to heal Ye Zu's injuries."

……

……

"What is this treasure called?"

"This disciple obtained it from the stone chamber. After my divine soul entered it, I glimpsed the message left by the previous master. This item is called the 'Snowy Pearl.' By infusing it with divine thought, one can gain a complete view of the secret tomb."

The Joyful Zen Master weighed the snow-white pearl in his palm, his Buddha-like face showing no change in expression.

The brilliance reflected in the jewel gradually faded.

The spectacular battle of the Zhenhai Formation had already been witnessed.

After witnessing his master enter the second level of the secret tomb through the "Snowy Pearl," the Six Desires True Monarch pondered for a long time and finally made a painful decision. He took the initiative to set off, found his master, and offered up this treasure... As it turned out, his choice was indeed correct, because he arrived just in time. The three pseudo-saints watched a good show of infighting among the Great Chu through the Snowy Pearl.

"This Snow Pearl... is quite interesting..."

The Joyful Zen Master spoke softly.

"If Master is pleased, that's good."

The Six Desires True Lord knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head, his voice trembling slightly.

"You do have some filial piety."

The Joyful Zen Master smiled. She looked at the Ink Daoist and the White Ghost beside her, her eyes clearly filled with superiority and self-satisfaction.

The three entered the secret tomb.

The drawing provided by Paper Doll Path was flawless and extremely precise.

The first level of the secret tomb had been completely looted. The three pseudo-saints wandered around and saw quite a few corpses.

Mo Daoren "got his wish" and saw the corpse of his disciple, which was perhaps good news for him. Since the Plague Daoren had died and his Dao had dissipated, he was naturally unable to fulfill his filial duties. However, he did not see the remains of Baihe Zhenren and Liuyu Zhenjun. Now, Huanxi Chanzhu also "got his wish" and his good disciple stepped into the second level of the secret tomb, taking the initiative to bring treasures to offer.

In comparison…

Master Baihe seems to have no sense of propriety at all.

"I truly envy the Zen Master."

Bai Gui stood with his hands behind his back and smiled as he said, "Your disciples are not only highly skilled in cultivation, but also filial."

"There's no need to be sarcastic."

Mo Daoren said with a faint sneer, "I don't think your disciple was unwilling to fulfill his filial duties; he's most likely dead in this secret tomb... After all, when I was strolling around earlier, the corpses of Yinshan disciples were everywhere..."

Although the remains of Master Baihe were not seen, there were numerous remains in Yinshan, and countless broken and shattered soul banners.

"..."

After a long silence, Bai Gui smiled and said, "I do hope so."

"What should we do about Ye Zu?" Huanxi Chanzhu accepted the Snow Pearl and refined it with his divine sense.

Before the three of them, the image of the Zhenhai Formation was still reflected. Although this secret tomb was shrouded and separated by the maze-like stone walls, with the "Snowy Pearl" in hand, finding Ye Zu and his group was not too difficult.

"Judging from the serious injuries suffered by Ye Zu, it doesn't seem fake."

Mo Daoren stroked his chin and said in a deep voice, "They wouldn't know about the existence of the 'Snowy Pearl' and be deliberately putting on an act, would they?"

talking.

Mo Daoren glanced at Liu Yu Zhenjun, who was kneeling on the ground.

The Six Desires True Lord was stunned, his pupils contracted, and his expression was filled with fear.

He instinctively wanted to back away.

"Whoosh!"

But the next moment, a hand appeared and landed on his head. The Joyful Zen Master held the Snow Pearl in one hand and placed the other hand on his good disciple's head. His voice was clear and gentle, but it also exuded an irresistible majesty: "Release your divine sense and do not resist."

Among the three major schools, the Joyful Zen Master is the most skilled in the art of the Divine Sea.

In the blink of an eye.

Divine thoughts cascaded down like a waterfall.

The Six Desires True Lord, kneeling on the ground, suddenly lost focus, with the whites of his pupils filling most of his eyeballs.

The Joyful Zen Master showed no mercy to this good disciple who came to offer filial piety... To her, disciples and apprentices were all false. From the moment she chose to enter the secret tomb, this good disciple must have harbored the idea of ​​stealing the "Great Dao Stele Inscription." The reason she appeared here now was simply because she did not expect her group to enter the tomb so quickly.

Which of those who can become the chief disciple of an evil sect is not a wolf in sheep's clothing?
"Boom."

After ten breaths.

The Joyful Zen Master released his snow-white palm, and the Six Desires True Lord fell heavily to the ground, blood seeping from his seven orifices.

"Fellow Daoist, you have a truly cruel heart."

Seeing this, Mo Daoren clicked his tongue in dismay: "We finally cultivated a disciple who had reached the pinnacle of Yin Spirit... and you just killed him like that?"

Although he expressed regret.

But Mo Daoren showed no regret; looking at the bleeding corpse on the ground, he only had amusement in his eyes.

“The Great Chu cultivator is cunning and treacherous; we must be wary of him.”

The Joyful Zen Master coldly said, "What if this 'Snowy Pearl' is a trap deliberately set by Ancestor Ye... If my good disciple takes the opportunity to stab me, that would be bad."

Mo Daoren was slightly taken aback.

"That makes sense."

He smiled and clapped his hands in approval: "In that case, I had no worries."

The soul-searching technique used by the demonic path is extremely cruel.

The Six Desires True Lord is incredibly powerful; even at the peak of the Yin Spirit realm, very few can rival him…

Unfortunately.

The Joyful Zen Master had been cultivating for a longer period of time, and with the help of the "incomplete inscription" within the sect, he had already broken through to the Yin Spirit realm.

This soul search directly destroyed the Six Desires True Lord's divine sea.

Looking at the pool of blood seeping on the ground, Master Huanxi showed no pity.

It's just that my good disciple arrived too early and at too perfect a time.

We have just presented you with the "Snowy Pearl".

There, a good show of "internal strife and fighting" unfolded.

"So, is this Snow Pearl real or fake?"

The white demon, whose gaze had been fixed on the jewel, suddenly spoke.

"The Snow Pearl... is real."

While showing the scene he saw during the soul search, Master Huanxi slowly said, "Liuyu did not lie. He did indeed find this treasure in the secret tomb. Before coming to us, he personally encountered Xie Zhen and Zhou... These two groups were actually fighting each other. What we saw was not an act."

"interesting."

Mo Daoren narrowed his eyes: "So that old fellow surnamed Ye is really on his last breath? Is Xie Zhen really that powerful?"

"Xie Zhen has comprehended the dual paths of birth and death, and his strength is indeed remarkable."

Master Huanxi frowned.

When she searched the soul of the Six Desires True Lord, she saw the scene of the Six Desires and Xie Zhen fighting.

His prized disciple's sneak attack on Xie Zhen ended in failure...

Is this Xie Xuanyi's disciple? At the age of seventeen, he has already cultivated such astonishing skills. If left to grow, I dare not imagine what he will achieve in the future!
Actually, let’s talk about this.

All three leaders of the heretical sects had already decided to kill them.

Not long ago, the deadly trap within the white paper barrier... almost cost them their lives!

Those who practice heretical doctrines in southern Xinjiang will be punished for any wrongdoing.

Wu Zhexian is dead, but Ye Zu is still alive!

How can such a grudge not be avenged?

If Ye Zu truly only has one breath left, then the best course of action would be to head straight for Zhou's location.

Mo Daoren tentatively began, "How about it?"

The implication is quite clear.

Ye Zu was on his last breath.

Who is willing to step forward and kill him?

However, that was all that was said.

The three false saints fell silent.

These three are all old foxes who have been fighting and maneuvering in the southern border region for many years.

"I've heard that cultivators at the peak of the Yangshen Realm possess many treasures."

Mo Daoren stirred up trouble again: "If we can kill him, the reward will probably be no less than that of the 'Great Dao Stele'..."

"That makes sense, Fellow Daoist Mo, why don't you go?"

The Joyful Zen Master sneered, "How can we easily miss such a great opportunity?"

"I can't go."

Mo Daoren quickly shook his head and declined, saying, "If this old thing is hiding a sword, someone will die..."

"Both of you."

At that moment, Bai Gui spoke calmly and suggested, "Since Ye Zu is seriously injured, why should we rush to attack? Anyway, he doesn't look like he'll live much longer... Wouldn't it be better for us to follow behind and observe the situation?"

A word that breaks the sky.

This is exactly what all three of them wanted to do.

only……

This secret tomb holds both danger and fortune.

They simply let Ye Zu go his own way.

Perhaps... it will allow Ye Zu to suppress his injuries!

"The injuries that Ye Zu suffered cannot be healed simply by acquiring some treasures."

Bai Gui paused for a moment, then said, "Since we possess the 'Snowy Pearl,' we might as well keep an eye on Ancestor Ye. If a great opportunity arises, we will show ourselves and seize it. If he doesn't appear, we will wait quietly. As long as Ancestor Ye is alive, the other Great Chu cultivators will naturally gravitate towards him. Once we have enough people, we will strike together and wipe them all out."

That's definitely a good suggestion.

only……

This secret tomb holds many wonders. If the three of them decide to "cast a long line to catch a big fish," they must conceal their aura.

This way.

The Six Desires True Lord... should not have been killed.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, I've heard that you're skilled at crafting corpse puppets."

Bai Gui looked at Mo Daoren, kicked Liu Yu Zhenjun beneath him, and said indifferently, "This fine body shouldn't be wasted... Fellow Daoist Huanxi, you shouldn't mind, right?"

"This is my most filial disciple."

The Joyful Zen Master said expressionlessly, "After turning him into a corpse puppet, I want 50% of the treasures I plunder."

(End of this chapter)