Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 422 Expulsion Order

As night fell, the moon shone brightly and the stars filled the sky.

Inside a brightly lit house in Bianxi City, Luoyun Mountain.

Four men and women gathered together, and to the accompaniment of music, they drank and chatted, exchanging toasts and enjoying themselves immensely.

A somewhat plump, baby-faced man named Ma Ming, sitting in the main seat, raised his wine glass with a fawning smile and said to the person next to him, "Junior Brother Lin, it is a great honor for me to have you here today. Come, let me toast you again."

Sitting next to him was a young man with regular features, who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old. His cultivation level was only at the third level of Qi Refining, the lowest among them, but he was very arrogant, holding his head high, standing out like a crane among chickens.

This man was George Lam's son, Lam Sing-yu. He picked up his wine glass, but did not clink glasses with the other man. Instead, he drank it all in one gulp, his expression indifferent.

"Senior Brother Ma, you don't need to be so polite. I don't have anything to do anyway, and my parents also told me to visit my fellow disciples."

Ma Ming chuckled and finished his drink. "The last time I visited Elder Lin was last year. I haven't been to Luojia Mountain lately, not because I haven't had the time, but because I was afraid of disturbing Elder Lin's peace and quiet. So I didn't dare to make a fuss. When you get back, please be sure to give my regards to Elder Lin and Senior Sister Lin."

"Why should we cultivators bother with these mundane formalities? Father hates these things the most, but he does remember you."

The woman below, with a charming face, smiled and continued, "Junior Brother Lin mentioned to me last time that Senior Brother Ma is honest and kind, and he cares about everything, especially the junior sisters and brothers in the sect."

Another man chimed in, "Brother Ma's character is beyond reproach. Not to mention those disciples who have transformed into immortals, even we ourselves have all received help from Brother Ma."

The group chatted and laughed, drinking and talking. After a few rounds of drinks, Ma Ming gave a look and waved his hand lightly. The servant who had been serving them understood and immediately took the man who had been playing music out, leaving only the four of them in the hall.

Seeing that everyone had left, Ma Ming picked up the wine pot and poured a cup for Lin Xingyu next to him: "Junior Brother Lin, I don't know if you've heard, but there's a position for the person in charge at Fanghua Valley that's become vacant."

Lin Xingyu shook his head: "I haven't heard of that. What's wrong?"

"This is such a trivial matter, of course it wouldn't reach Junior Brother Lin's ears. Actually, I only just found out about it myself," Ma Ming chuckled, glancing at the alluring woman below.

The woman understood and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Ma wants to be transferred to Fanghua Valley as the head. He has been in the Teaching Peak for so many years and has not been moved. Junior Brother Lin, if it is convenient for you, could you help him try to get it?"

“Back when Brother Ma was teaching us cultivation, he did his best and gave everything he had to impart his knowledge.”

“We all know Senior Brother Ma’s character. He is a grateful person, which is well-known in the sect. If you can help him, he will definitely repay you in the future.”

Lin Xingyu frowned slightly: "So Senior Brother Ma invited me today for this matter."

Ma Ming smiled broadly: "I hope Junior Brother Lin can help me. If you need anything in the future, I will go through fire and water for you."

"It's not easy to transfer from the Academic Affairs Peak to an external post, or even a leading position." Lin Xingyu calmly drank a glass of wine, looking more like a middle-aged man than an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy.

"If it were easy, I wouldn't dare trouble Junior Brother Lin. It might be difficult for others, but for Junior Brother Lin, it's just a matter of a word."

Another man below chimed in, "Indeed! Elder Lin is the pillar of our sect, the bridge across the sea. There's nothing in the sect he can't do. A mere minor position of manager, if he were to say a word, wouldn't that be a piece of cake?"

The charming woman smiled and said, "It's a trivial matter, why bother Elder Lin? Senior Brother Fang Quan, the head of the Personnel Hall and the head of the Peak, was promoted by Elder Lin himself. Junior Brother Lin only needs to say hello to him. In terms of seniority and ability, Senior Brother Ma is absolutely qualified to be the head of Fanghua Valley."

Lin Xingyu finally looked at Ma Ming: "Senior Brother Ma has been in the Teaching Affairs Peak for so many years and has done a good job. He is familiar with all aspects. Why do you want to go to Fanghua Valley to take charge?"

Ma Ming smiled and replied, "There's nothing wrong with teaching young children who haven't yet transcended the mortal realm to cultivate at the Teaching Peak. It's just that I've been here for many years and I want to make a change. If I could be transferred to Fanghua Valley to take charge, I could contribute more to the sect."

After saying that, he took out a blue bag from his storage bag: "This is just a small gift, I hope Junior Brother Lin will not find it offensive."

"Alright! Then I'll say hello to Senior Brother Fang Quan." Lin Yuxing calmly took the bag.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Lin." Ma Ming put on a smile, picked up his wine glass, and the group drank it all in one gulp.

……

In the dead of night, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, and all is quiet.

Inside the dimly lit room, a woman's laughter rang out like the melodious ringing of bells, while a slender man was groping and teasing her.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside, followed by a knock on the door.

"What is it?" The man inside the room frowned slightly.

"Master, Immortal Master Lin Xingyu has come to visit, saying he has important matters to discuss with you," the person outside whispered.

"Understood." Upon hearing that it was Lin Xingyu, the man immediately stood up, dressed, and left the room, going to the living room.

Inside, Lin Xingyu's face was slightly flushed, and he smelled of alcohol; he was waiting for him.

"Oh my! Junior Brother Lin, what an honor to have you here! I'm so sorry I didn't greet you sooner." The man greeted him with a big smile.

"I happen to be at the mountain gate today to take care of some business. I hope Senior Brother Fang won't mind if I disturb your peace and quiet!" Lin Xingyu remained seated and simply nodded to him.

"How could that be? Junior Brother Lin is an honored guest. Your presence here is a great honor to my humble abode. I really didn't expect you to come. Look, we haven't prepared anything. We have been so negligent."

"Senior Brother Fang, you're too kind. Actually, I came so late because I have a small favor to ask you for."

"Oh! Junior Brother Lin, please speak."

Lin Xingyu raised his head: "I heard that there is a vacancy in the position of head of Fanghua Valley, and Senior Brother Ma Ming from the Teaching Peak came to me. He was my instructor before I became a mortal, so I couldn't refuse and agreed. Senior Brother Fang is in charge of the Ren Diao Hall, so this matter is right for you to handle, and that's why I came here."

"I see." Fang Quan nodded calmly.

"How is it, Senior Brother Fang? Is everything alright?"

Fang Quan looked troubled: "To be honest, Junior Brother Lin, if you had told me earlier, it would have been no problem, but now it's really quite troublesome. The selection of the person in charge of Fanghua Valley has already been discussed with Martial Aunt Xiao Ling. You know, the resources of Fanghua Valley are under her jurisdiction, and we have to listen to her opinion on who is in charge. The day before yesterday, she recommended Junior Brother Huang Bujue for the position and has already spoken with Martial Aunt Jiang Zichen."

Lin Xingyu frowned: "Isn't this part of personnel management your responsibility? Why do we have to listen to her when it comes to personnel appointments?"

"That's true, but she's in charge of all the resources in Bianxi City, so of course she can recommend candidates."

Lin Xingyu looked dissatisfied: "Where did she get the right to recommend people? She's just a deputy, how come she's allowed to interfere in personnel appointments?"

Fang Quan smiled and said, "She's called my deputy, but isn't she the one in charge? You know her relationship with Uncle Su. Doesn't her word count as Uncle Su's word?"

"Who is this Huang Bujue? Is he a former disciple of the Luoyun Sect?"

"That's right, he was originally from the Luoyun Sect. He was the captain of the first team of the External Affairs Hall's External Liaison Peak, responsible for the affairs of Bianxia Town."

"How can this be allowed? If this continues, all the resources of Bianxi City will fall into the hands of the former Luoyun Sect. Senior Brother Fang, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Fang Quan smiled and said, "We're just following orders; we can't control these things." Lin Xingyu straightened his expression and said in an almost commanding tone, "We can't let those people from the Luoyun Sect take over the position of head of Fanghua Valley again. Senior Brother Fang, you have to play a role. You know that Father has always been wary of those people. The reason he transferred you to this position is because he trusts you and wants you to guard this important position in the sect and prevent it from falling into the hands of people he doesn't trust."

Fang Quan's smile faded: "To be honest, Junior Brother Lin, I also disapprove of these things, but there's nothing I can do. I'm just a minor person in charge of Ren Diao Peak. Martial Uncle Xiao Ling directly spoke to Martial Uncle Jiang Zichen. How could I possibly have the authority to interfere?"

"Here's what we'll do! Go back and tell Elder Lin about this. If he speaks to Uncle Jiang on his behalf, I'm sure Uncle Jiang will side with him. As long as Uncle Jiang says a word, I guarantee I'll stand up for what Uncle Xiao Ling says and make sure that Junior Brother Ma Ming gets the position. What do you think?"

Lin Xingyu's eyes flickered slightly. He remained silent for a moment, as if he had made up his mind: "Okay, I'll go back and talk to my father about this."

After saying that, he got up and left. Fang Quan also got up to see him off, saying, "Junior Brother Lin, it's so late. Why don't you stay here for the night? This matter isn't urgent."

"No need." Lin Xingyu strode out of the room.

"Then I'll see Junior Brother Lin off. I'm truly sorry for today; I didn't know Junior Brother Lin was coming and I couldn't properly entertain him. I'll invite Junior Brother Lin to a banquet next time, and I hope Junior Brother Lin will do me the honor." Fang Quan escorted him all the way to the mansion. Seeing him ride away on his magical artifact, he immediately stopped smiling, pursed his lips, shook his head helplessly, and returned to his mansion.

.........

As night fell, on Luojia Mountain, Lin Zixiang, who had spent the day cultivating, returned to the inner courtyard of his mansion and found Lin Xingyu and Lin Huairou waiting for him inside.

"What's wrong? What happened again?" Having known each other for many years, he could naturally tell the unusual situation between the two at a glance.

Lin Huairou glanced at Lin Xingyu, then gestured with her lips for him to speak.

"Father, there's something we need to discuss with you."

"Just say what you have to say, stop dawdling," Lin Zixiang said impatiently.

Lin Xingyu still had some respect for his father, who was always serious and rarely smiled. He cleared his throat and mustered his courage: "Do you know that Fanghua Valley is short of a leadership position? Senior Brother Ma Ming from the Teaching Peak came to me, wanting to be transferred there. Wasn't he my instructor before? I remembered that he had taught me cultivation, so I went to Fang Quan."

"Fang Quan said that the position had already been decided by the Luo Yun Sect, and Xiao Ling found Jiang Zichen and asked a man named Huang Bujue to take the position."

"But I've already promised Senior Brother Ma Ming."

At this point, Lin Xingyu glanced at him furtively and lowered her voice somewhat guiltily: "Could you please say hello to Jiang Zichen?"

Lin Zixiang frowned, his tone stern: "Why aren't you focusing on your cultivation? What are you doing getting involved in these things? Is this any of your business?"

Lin Xingyu immediately deflated, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

Lin Huairou, protective of her son, immediately stood up: "Isn't this a discussion with you? Why are you getting angry? Ma Ming was originally Yu'er's tutor, so he's practically a mentor to her. He's always been very dedicated to guiding Yu'er and has never asked us for anything."

"This is the first time he has asked Yu'er for a favor. If we refuse, people will talk about us behind our backs. Besides, it's not like it's a violation of the sect's rules."

"In the current sect, who gets a job transfer without using connections and back channels?"

"No matter what, Ma Ming's seniority is still better than those people from Luoyun Sect! Now, the resources and territory of the sect in Bianxi City are almost monopolized by those people from Luoyun Sect."

"You can stand to watch, but I can't. Besides, Yu'er has already promised Ma Ming. If he can't keep his promise, wouldn't we be the ones losing face?"

"That Xiao Ling, a stray dog ​​from the Luo Yun Sect, has now turned the tables and is acting like a tyrant in the sect, making all sorts of appointments for people from the Luo Yun Sect. Many lucrative positions have been snatched up by them."

"There's a lot of talk in the sect right now, everyone's saying that the Luoyun Sect has been resurrected. If this continues, sooner or later the name of the Hunyuan Sect will have to be changed back to the Luoyun Sect."

“As an elder of the sect, if you don’t step forward in this matter, who else can?”

“If you’re too proud to admit it, I’ll talk to Jiang Zichen. I want to see whether he’s closer to us or to those people from the Luoyun Sect.”

George Lam frowned deeply: "Enough, stop talking nonsense. Let me think about this."

Lin Xingyu looked up at Lin Huairou, a slight smile playing on his lips, but Lin Zixiang caught it and glared at him fiercely: "From now on, you'd better focus on your cultivation and don't get involved in these things anymore."

…………

Dark clouds covered the moon and it rained heavily.

Outside the Qingfeng Sect's mountain gate in Tianxing City, Muhe Grassland, a beam of light shot out, revealing the figure of a man.

After his escape light subsided, he strode towards a grand hall. Suddenly, he sensed something was amiss, stopped, and looked back.

He noticed that the Qingfeng Sect disciples guarding the outside were looking at him with strange expressions.

Seeing him turn around, the others quickly looked away.

The man frowned, but without giving it much thought, he strode into the hall.

Inside, there was only an old man, the leader of the Qingfeng Sect, who stood in the center of the hall, seemingly waiting for him.

"Why is it you? Where is Uncle Chu?" The man asked in confusion, his tone utterly impolite.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, please wait a moment." The old man remained expressionless, his tone still peaceful.

A sudden sense of unease welled up in the man's heart, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong. He slowly sat down, glanced at the old man, and noticed that his back was unusually straight today.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside, and a burly middle-aged man walked in, walked straight to the head seat and sat down.

Golden elixir monk.

The man jumped up from his seat, looking warily at the middle-aged man, then questioningly at the old man.

But the old man didn't even glance at him, only bowing respectfully to the middle-aged man.

Before the man could finish speaking, the middle-aged man reached out and a dark hand grabbed his neck, lifting him up.

The man struggled desperately, his spiritual energy surging wildly, but to no avail. The dark figure's hand gripped his neck tightly, and in just a few breaths, he felt short of breath, his face turning red.

"Go back and tell that old ghost of Yinquan that no one from Yinyuan Island is allowed to set foot here again." As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the dark hand disappeared.

At the same time, he waved his hand, and several heads floated out of the storage bag and rolled on the ground, including Chu Shanying's head.

The man fell to the ground with a thud, panting heavily, staring at the severed heads with eyes full of terror.

“Take these people’s heads back to Yin Quan Old Ghost and tell him that this is Nuha Enyis’s order.”

(End of this chapter)