Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 385 Zhang Yuanzhu: Then let us tread upon these countless corpses and return home! (4000)

Upon hearing this, few of the righteous cultivators retreated; instead, their gazes burned even brighter.

The fact that the young man did not offer any explanation meant that the other party had indeed obtained the Nine-Aperture Spirit Jade.

A hoarse voice descended from the sky.

"You're asking for tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones to take away the materials for the Golden Core stage? You're too much, young friend."

An elderly man with gray hair landed beside Du Xuan. With a wave of his sleeve, a blue light shone forth, enveloping the woman's severed arm.

Flesh and blood wriggled, bones reappeared, but had only grown an inch.

Azure lightning flashed.

bang~
Flesh and bones exploded again, causing the woman to cough up blood.

Du Xuan shook her head, her eyes fixed on the figure carrying the ruler:
"Fourth Grandfather, do not waste your magic power. This severed arm will need some time to wear down that person's power before it can grow back."

He paused, looked at the gray-robed woman in front of him, and chuckled softly:
"Qin sister, I wouldn't have survived this time without you. That person ultimately held back."

"And now."

Her smile was gentle, but her eyes held an unusual glint as she uttered each word carefully:
"If he is truly a disciple of Qingyangzhai, that's fine; if not, he won't be able to leave the Holy City."

Regardless of what the group of cultivators were thinking, Zhang Yuanzhu had already started walking, striding forward at an increasingly rapid pace.

At this moment, all the cultivators who were blocking his way retreated frantically. Those who were slightly hindered were struck down by lightning and turned into charred corpses.

There was no mercy as righteous cultivators might imagine; only clean and swift killings.

“As a disciple of Qingyangzhai, you have committed wanton killings, which is a disgrace to the righteous path.”

"We only wanted to have a conversation with you, and you treat us so cruelly."

"You junior Qi Refining Realm cultivator, retreat immediately and do not approach this madman."

Long howls echoed through the space, and figures parted to make way.

"presumptuous!"

The old man standing beside Du Xuan growled and reached out his hand to seize the red-robed youth.

The five fingers grow taller in the wind, covering the sky for eight hundred miles and encompassing the vast wilderness.

Strands of dark green light intertwined between his fingers and palms, containing the principles and truths of Tao.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked up, his black hair flying wildly, his eyes swirling with life and destruction, looking beyond the radiant light at the old man and the two women.

The Xuan Kong Platform in his arms trembled slightly, and in the next moment it was about to tear through space and escape.

"Old ghost Du, when did it become your place to lecture me, a disciple of Qingyangzhai?"

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck down, and the giant hand that had been obscuring the bright moon shattered inch by inch.

An old man with a ruddy face and black hair and beard, dressed in a black robe, appeared in front of Zhang Yuanzhu.

The black-robed elder's gaze was sharp as he swept over the group of cultivators, finally settling on the gray-haired elder.

"Fellow practitioners, do you intend to rob the treasures of my Qingyangzhai disciples?"

At this moment, Daozi, dressed in a blue robe and with a refined appearance, also stepped out from the crowd and stood in front of Zhang Yuanzhu.

After the black-robed elder appeared, all the disciples of Qingyangzhai gathered around and looked at the surrounding cultivators.

The two sides faced off from a distance, and most cultivators calmed down after hearing about the news of the Golden Core materials.

"Senior Lü, we only wish to inquire about the acquisition process of the spiritual materials; we have no ill intentions."

"Since the senior is dissatisfied, we will leave for now and apologize to this young friend at a later time."

After a few responses, the group of cultivators gradually left.

Not far away, the gray-haired old man looked grim and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

But it was stopped by a pale hand.

Du Xuan, clad in tattered blue armor, stumbled forward, gazing at the crimson figure standing among the crowd, her red lips parted slightly:
"I have seen your sword, your fist, and your thunder magic."

"Among my contemporaries, none can rival him. I look forward to meeting Brother Zhang again."

As the words fell, he turned and walked away.

The gray-haired old man followed closely behind. Qin Yuyao's face was bitter, and her eyes were filled with sorrow as she glanced at the tall, slender figure.

Even after several years, it is still so dazzling and eye-catching.

Unfortunately, next time.
Call ~
The woman sighed softly and caught up with Du Xuan's figure.

the other side.

Many disciples of Qingyangzhai were still pondering about their senior brother surnamed Zhang within the academy.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the black-robed old man in front of him, then loosened his grip on the measuring ruler.
"Given this situation, I can leave."

"Hey, within the Holy City, space and time are sealed off, and powerful figures abound. How did you leave? Relying on the spatial abilities you possess?"

The old man turned around, looked directly at the young man, and had a complicated expression.

He waved to the disciples around him: "What are you all doing here? Leave at once."

"Yes, elder."

The disciples chuckled, clasped their hands in greeting, and offered their respects.

Then, he walked away.

The Taoist priest, dressed in a blue robe, first bowed to the old man, then gave the young man a friendly smile and slowly stepped back.

"What about my sect's Daozi?"

The old man in black robes watched his disciples depart into the distance.

Zhang Yuanzhu slightly bent his knuckles and lightly tapped the long ruler, producing a sound like metal clashing.

"His strength is a bit lacking, but he's a decent person."

"Yes, Su Yuan has always been gentle and refined, and he takes good care of his disciples. Under normal circumstances, he is certainly worthy of the title of Daoist disciple of Qingyang Dao Academy."

"But in these years of impending storm, it is ultimately lacking."

The old man sighed softly.

He had witnessed the entire attack by the Du family's successor. If it had been his own Daoist disciple...

Su Yuan is doomed to lose; at most, he can only survive by relying on the secret treasure.

With a sigh, the old man in black robes changed the subject:
"Young friend, your talent is extraordinary, and you are also proficient in the sect's great techniques. Would you be willing to become a disciple of the righteous path?"

"At that time, scriptures, secret techniques, evil weapons, and evil energy will all be available."

"Even the orthodox teachings passed down through sects can be observed."

Zhang Yuanzhu looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, showing no panic despite his identity being exposed.

A slight smile played on his lips. Having been in a similar situation, he had come to understand the predicament Ye Zhenchuan was facing.

On one side, there is a smooth and easy road; on the other, there is a struggle in a quagmire.

However, he is himself, and not anyone else.

The righteous path is not the demonic path!
The young man shook his head and slowly spoke:
“Starting from the Green Wall and ending at Greenwood Mountain, I killed many cultivators, most of whom were elders and disciples of the Qingyangzhai.”

"Are you able to put aside your grudges?"

boom!
An intensely suppressed killing intent erupted before him. The old man stared at the crimson figure, his face icy cold.
"Among those fallen cultivators were my old friends, disciples, and juniors. How could I forget them? I wish I could act now."

"Kill you."

They are the righteous path, and their disciples are friendly and their elders are gentle. They are not like the demonic or unorthodox sects, who disregard the lives of their members.

"It's a pity that you're still talking to me, and even choosing to take shelter in me to resolve some of the troubles."

Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly, his smile widening, and exhaled softly:
"It must be because of the Golden Core True Monarch's order."

“Planning and scheming are utterly disgusting.”

The young man strode away from the city walls, his deep voice emanating from his retreating figure.

"Dancing with shackles makes the movements too stiff."

As Elder Lü watched the other's figure gradually disappear into the distance, the killing intent emanating from him slowly dissipated, and he sighed softly:

"You have not yet reached the Golden Core stage, so how can you know the True Lord's great power, which is not human but close to that of an immortal?"

Holy City Street.

The three figures walked side by side, Fa Yan's expression was solemn, his brows furrowed tightly.

“Qingyangzhai has a Golden Core True Lord who has placed a seed on you, but this should not be done.”

The woman's eyes were full of doubt. She spread her five fingers, and a faint Buddhist light flowed around them, but she could not deduce anything.

"Even if I am amazed by your talent, I would either kill you outright or try to win you over. Instead, I've managed to win over half of you and then let you go. What kind of strategy is this?"

Snapped!
Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand, grasped the woman's hand that was pushing him away, and shook his head.

"Why bother with all this trouble? I'll ask you myself another day." The young man didn't seem to care.

As long as you follow the path you've chosen and have a clear conscience, what does it matter if you get caught up in the game?
If you are not satisfied in the end, you can jump off the chessboard and kill the player.

Things in this world are always so simple; it is people who overthink and overcalculate.

Upon hearing this, Fa Yan fell silent.

Then, he chuckled softly:
“What you say is very true, fellow Daoist. You can ask me when you visit Qingyangzhai in the future.”

She paused, her pretty face filled with curiosity:

"By the way, Brother Dao, you saw an old friend from Qingmu Mountain at the stone gambling market."

Zhang Yuanzhu lightly gripped the long ruler with his five fingers, glanced at the nun, and quickened his pace:

Has anyone ever told you that you're not suited to lying?

“Buddhist disciples never lie.”

The woman, her red lips drawn, quickly caught up with the young man.

As for the legal provisions, I listened to the conversation between my junior sister and the young man.

She increasingly regretted having Emperor Ming escort them. Her pure and innocent heart, now tainted by worldly desires, could it truly be cleansed?
Or rather, the junior sister was willing to brush away these worldly concerns.

The three had different thoughts and left the holy city one after the other.

A silver boat appeared, they boarded it, and disappeared.

The moment Zhang Yuanzhu and his companions left the Holy City, messages were sent out in various directions through different means.

Golden Core materials are extremely precious. It is said that they contain Dao principles, which are things that those who reach the Golden Core realm need to comprehend.

Such a treasure, held in the hands of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could it not be tempting?

In the center of the holy city, inside a magnificent palace, two beautiful figures sat facing each other.

Du Xuan raised her left arm and made a hand seal. Strands of dark green light flowed around the severed arm, dispelling the lightning.

Her eyes were calm, without any trace of defeat, as she gazed at the grey-robed figure before her.

"Sister Qin, your senior brother is truly remarkable. In a head-on confrontation, I would surely die within three moves!"

"If I were in the same situation as him, I would stay away the moment I saw him."

Du Xuan was at ease.

Only by truly facing him can one understand how terrifying he is; no wonder he could cause such a huge upheaval in Yushen Plain.

Qin Yuyao's beautiful eyes were filled with reminiscence as she recalled their first meeting as children—the spirit wood transaction at the foot of Trial Peak.

"He has always been so fierce. If he is not confident in taking a hit in the future, he should not appear in front of his senior brother again."

She seemed somewhat helpless; she was warning Du Xuan, and also speaking to herself.

The other party never owed her anything; she had already repaid the debt of gratitude for her senior sister's inheritance of the formation technique.

Tonight's actions have likely severed the last shred of any remaining affection.
'This is the path I chose.'

Qin Yuyao's eyes were serious.

She was also a genius, how could she be content? She kept watching her senior brother's back until he was out of reach.

That would inevitably lead to their being forgotten!

"Don't worry, Sister Qin, I won't go looking for your senior brother again. However, I'm not sure about the other branches of the family."

"After all, it is a Nine-Aperture Spirit Jade. Even a Golden Core True Monarch might be tempted by such a spiritual material."

Du Xuan stopped the hand seal, her red lips slightly pursed, and looked at her empty right arm with a complicated expression.

The next day, early morning.

The holy city is ten thousand miles to the south.

A simple cave dwelling, nestled deep within the mountains.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged on a futon, playing with a pure white jade wall. The wall had nine orifices, and when his fingers brushed over it, it would emit a pleasant, clear sound.

He carefully examined the Nine-Aperture Spirit Jade with his spiritual sense, but found nothing except for the unknown energy.

Even with control, it has no special characteristics.

"If it were cast into a musical instrument, it would be excellent to play."

The young man chuckled and casually placed the spirit jade aside.

Fa Yan sat cross-legged in front of Chi Ying, looking helpless. Who would forge such a treasure into an ordinary musical instrument?

"Golden Core materials are not only rare in quality, but also contain the true meaning of the Great Dao. You and I are too weak now, so naturally we cannot comprehend them."

"However, I have never mastered the Nine-Aperture Spirit Jade, a material for Golden Core cultivation. May I have a look at it?"

Before the words were finished, a streak of light had already floated in front of the woman.

"take it!"

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was calm, showing no reluctance whatsoever towards the golden elixir material.

He then ignored the woman and took out the stone basin containing the Zhenyue Xuanhuang Thunder Marrow from his bosom, examining it carefully.

This is the last type of lightning-attribute elixir used to temper the eyes.

Fifteen days later, the body-refining technique will surely advance further.

As he pondered, he lifted the stone hollow with his palm and placed it flat in front of his eyes, and the body-refining technique began to circulate.

Strands of dark yellow lightning burst forth, converging towards his eyes.

Fa Yan withdrew his gaze from the crimson shadow and looked somewhat helplessly at the Nine Aperture Spirit Jade floating in front of him.

Such a treasure was simply placed in front of him without any protection whatsoever.

Hey~
The woman sighed softly to herself.

Emperor Ming was always so open and honest with his old friends, so it was inevitable that he would suffer a loss one day.

She reached out her jade hand and gently grasped the Nine-Aperture Spirit Jade. Wisps of Buddhist light spread from her palm, covering the precious jade.

The melodious Buddhist chants rise, compassionately guiding people and dispelling inner turmoil.

Fayan bowed his head, his hands clasped together holding the precious jade, his appearance solemn and dignified.

The legal representative sat silently in the corner.

For a moment, within the cave, only the flashing lightning, dazzling and radiant, displayed the majestic power of heaven.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The primordial thunder gradually dissipated, and the lightning liquid in the stone hollow dried up, all flowing into the eyes.

Zhang Yuanzhu's arm fell.

bang~
The stone slab rolled onto the ground.

He felt the tingling and powerful sensation in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips, filled with pleasure.

He stood up, dusted off his robes, and gazed at the beautiful figure before him:

"Fellow Daoist, we will be in seclusion for a few days."

"No more than four days."

Fa Yan chuckled, stood up, and handed the precious jade back to him.

“Fellow Daoist, this spiritual material is suitable for forging musical instruments to fight enemies, cleanse oneself, and slay powerful foes.”

"As for the Dao principles contained in the Nine-Aperture Spirit Jade, they are too special and may be useless to you."

Zhang Yuanzhu took the jade and put it into his storage bag.

Golden Core materials are too advanced for him to use at his current level.

"Let's leave the matter of Baoyu aside for now; it's time for us to leave Qingmu Mountain."

Zhang Yuanzhu rested his arm on the measuring ruler and stepped forward.

Fa Yan nodded slightly and followed the young man's steps.

"With the matter at Qingmu Mountain settled, it's indeed time to leave."

"However, those forces that know about our branch of Qingyangzhai will probably not let us leave so easily."

tower!
Zhang Yuanzhu stopped in front of the stone gate.

Extend your palm and exert force.

Crunch!

The stone gate opened wide, and golden light shone down from the sky, warming the body.

The young man looked up at the eternal sun and spoke:
"Then let us tread upon the corpses of our enemies and return home."

(End of this chapter)