Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 216 Russell has arrived; another sect is about to fall.

Not only Dao Xuan, but the entire Yuqing Palace fell into a deathly silence.

Seven years ago, the massacre of 244 people from 42 households in Caomiao Village was actually committed by the monk Puzhi of Tianyin Temple.

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, the survivors, stood frozen in place.

Especially Zhang Xiaofan.

In his heart, Puzhi had always held a high position. Puzhi had given him one of the few recognitions he had received in the first half of his life. It was this recognition that made Zhang Xiaofan willing to repay him with his life. But now he was being told that Puzhi was his enemy and the culprit who had wiped out his entire village!

His body swayed suddenly, and the crimson light on the Bloodthirsty Bead suddenly shone brightly. His breathing became heavier and heavier as he endured, "In all these years, have you ever investigated the identity of that man in black?"

Fa Xiang clasped his hands together and said with shame, "We have not set foot in the Central Plains for many years. We only know that the person is skilled in the Qingyun Daoist arts and should be a master of the Qingyun Sect."

"So, all these years you did nothing despite knowing everything, but after I exposed the Great Brahma Prajna to save you, you couldn't wait to come and interrogate me, wanting to take this opportunity to kill me and protect his reputation, is that right?"

Anger burned in his chest, yet his mind was clearer than ever before. All the existing information intertwined in his mind, and Zhang Xiaofan felt only immense sorrow.

"No! No! Master came here this time because he wanted to..."

"enough!"

Faxiang hurriedly tried to explain, but was interrupted by Zhang Xiaofan's angry shout.

"What do you want? You're not going to tell me he came here to prove my innocence and tell me the truth, are you?" Zhang Xiaofan sneered, raising his head with icy eyes: "Do you even believe it yourself?"

Faxiang was speechless.

Indeed, Master had countless opportunities to tell the truth, but he didn't do so, instead letting things develop to this point.

"Speechless? Then die!" Zhang Xiaofan forced out the last two words through gritted teeth, his whole body radiating murderous intent, his facial muscles contorted, looking extremely ferocious.

"Junior Brother Zhang! Quickly throw away that stick. Let bygones be bygones. There's still a long road ahead..." Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was showing signs of demonic possession, Fa Lian hurriedly advised him. But this nonchalant attitude only made Zhang Xiaofan more like a madman.

"Go to hell!"

He moved, leaping high into the air, raising the Soul-Devouring Staff above his head, its fierce light blazing, and smashing it straight down towards the head of the Dharma Image.

Faxiang was Puhong's prized disciple, and his cultivation was among the best of the younger generation. Even though Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation had greatly improved under Luo Su's tutelage, he was still only about the same level as Faxiang.

Faxiang uttered Buddhist chants, and the Great Brahma Prajna Heart Sutra, cultivated to an extremely profound level, resounded with great Buddhist light, and for a moment he was evenly matched with Zhang Xiaofan, who was attacking in anger.

But at that moment, a crisp clang rang out, and a flash of light appeared.

Caught off guard, Fa Xiang let out a muffled groan and flew backward, his clothes soaked with blood.

It was Lin Jingyu, his eyes were bloodshot, he was kneeling on the ground supporting himself with the Dragon Slayer Sword, and there were bloodstains on the blade.

"Xiao Fan! Kill him! Kill them all!" Lin Jingyu, who was already exhausted after the attack, stared at Pu Hong's body and roared hoarsely, his voice filled with endless hatred.

Upon realizing that their senior brothers and masters were in trouble, the monks of Tianyin Temple immediately stood in front of Puhong, Pukong, and Faxiang, raising their staffs to their eyebrows and watching the Qingyun Sect members warily.

“Junior Brother Russell.” Dao Xuan Zhenren finally spoke, unwilling for the righteous path to kill each other: “The chief villain is dead, and Pu Hong and the Venerable One have already paid the price, why must we exterminate them all?”

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, you seem to have forgotten that Grass Temple Village is also my hometown."

Russell's single sentence caused Dao Xuan Zhenren to sigh deeply, rise, and leave, no longer interfering.

Cangsong was also worried about being exposed and incurring the wrath of the Thunder God, so he hurriedly left with Daoxuan.

Then Zeng Shuchang, the head of Feng Hui Peak, Tianyun Daoren, the head of Luoxia Peak, and Shuiyue Zhenren, the head of Xiaozhu Peak, left the scene one after another.

In the end, only the Chaoyang Peak lineage, the Dazhu Peak lineage, and the people from Tianyin Temple remained in Yuqing Hall.

Russell had Zhang Xiaofan bring Lin Jingyu back to his side, and then casually tossed Pu Hong's soul into his body.

“Amitabha,” Pu Hong looked at Pu Kong’s miserable appearance, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes. He looked at Russell and the other two and said in a deep voice, “When will this cycle of revenge end? Three benefactors, this old monk is willing to atone with his death. Let this hatred end here!”

Russell was genuinely amused by the monks' words.

What does this mean? The perpetrator forgives the victim and advises the victim not to seek revenge? There's no such rule in the world.

“You have no right to say that.” Russell said coldly, “Old monk, listen carefully. I’m only giving you half a month. After half a month, the three of us will go to Tianyin Temple to avenge Grass Temple Village. During these half a month, whether you wait to die or run away, I won’t care. But after half a month, I will take Xiao Fan and Jing Yu to Tianyin Temple to destroy your lineage.”

"How could it come to this! How could it come to this!" Pu Hong cried out in anguish as he lay on the ground.

"The hatred of the massacre of the village can only be avenged by the extermination of the clan."

After saying this, Russell turned and led everyone away, leaving the bewildered members of Tianyin Temple behind.

After that, Tian Buyi took Zhang Xiaofan away, and Qi Hao took Lin Jingyu away. Everyone knew that they needed time to calm down.

"Junior brother, do you want your senior brother to go with you?" On the way back to Chaoyang Peak, Shang Zhengliang leaned close to Luo Su and asked in a low voice.

Russell's actions in the main hall today gave him a firsthand experience of what it means to be powerful and unscrupulous.

The sight stirred the old man's emotions, making him yearn to join the fray and fight those bald men.

“A bunch of bald monks, why would we need your help, senior brother?” Russell shook his head, initially refusing, but then said, “However, there is indeed something I need your help with, senior brother.”

“Junior brother, please speak up.” Shang Zhengliang said without hesitation.

"I ask that you spread the word about what happened in the Jade Purity Hall today as much as possible, Senior Brother," Luo Su said solemnly.

"Leave this matter to me, I will take care of it immediately." Having received Russell's instructions, Shang Zhengliang did not delay for a moment and hurriedly took Chu Yuhong to spread the news.

This is both occupying the moral high ground and shrinking the operational space of Tianyin Temple.

In a few days, the whole world will know that Qingyun Sect has a reason for punishing Tianyin Temple. No matter what the outcome, Tianyin Temple will have no more lineage to speak of.

After Shang Zhengliang left, Russell didn't rest either. Dao patterns flickered under his feet, and with one step, he appeared on his own mountaintop, next to Xiaobai, Liuwei, and Sanwei.

"How did things go with the real person?" Xiaobai asked.

"You damned bald monk!" Russell cursed, then briefly recounted the whole story. Six-Tailed and Three-Tailed were both furious and continued to curse.

"Why did the real person give Puhong half a month? Wouldn't it have been better to just kill him outright?" Xiaobai asked curiously.

“Killing someone is easy, but destroying their spirit is difficult.” Russell sneered, “Giving him half a month is to destroy his spirit.”

Not everything fades with time.

Some things become more intense and profound over time.

Just like Pu Hong's current emotions.

What is he thinking right now? Is he angry, or is he regretful?

Russell believed that the percentage of those who regretted it would definitely be larger.

He must be filled with regret now, wondering why he chose to remain indifferent and stay out of it.

Russell's strength was evident to all, and he had no doubt that he could single-handedly destroy the Tianyin Temple lineage.

Half a month is neither a long nor a short time; it's enough for Puhong's regret to brew into remorse.

It was because of him that Tianyin Temple was ruined, and that his disciples were harmed.

"Aren't you afraid they'll be shameless and take advantage of this time to escape?" Xiaobai asked again.

“I’ll have to ask Xiao Liu for help.” Russell looked at the six-tailed fox: “You keep an eye on these bald monks for me and follow them back to Tianyin Temple. If anyone escapes within the next half month, don’t worry about them for now. Just leave a mark on them and settle accounts with them one by one later.”

Don't talk about innocence; which of the 244 graves in Caomiao Village isn't innocent?

When it comes to revenge, there is never a fight to the death.

"Rest assured, my lord, my third sister and I will not fail your trust!" Six-tailed Fox solemnly accepted the mission and flew away in a rainbow with Three-tailed Fox.

Neither Xiaobai nor Russell is worried about Liuwei.

Liuwei's strength already belonged to the top tier of Zhuxian's combat power. Now, with the blessing of Russell's Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, his cultivation has reached a new level. With Puhong and Pukong both seriously injured, as long as they don't launch a strong attack on Tianyin Temple, these monks can't do anything to him.

"This is truly magnificent! I've only just returned to the Central Plains and I'm already witnessing such a grand event," Xiao Bai chuckled.

The reason she dared to tease him so brazenly was because she could tell that Russell didn't actually have any feelings for Grass Temple Village.

His destruction of Tianyin Temple seems to be merely because he believed he should do it.

"Those who reap what they sow will not live," Russell said calmly.

If Tianyin Temple hadn't come to question him, if Monk Puhong hadn't kept silent, and if the monks hadn't been so shameless, he wouldn't have bothered to cause trouble for Tianyin Temple.

Ultimately, Tianyin Temple brought this upon itself.

"That's true, but after this incident, Incense Valley will be sealed off and Heavenly Sound Temple will be destroyed. I'm afraid the world's attention will fall on you, Master. Aren't you afraid of the power of public opinion and the fear of rumors?" Xiaobai asked again.

"Don't you know me? What morals do I have? If I find out who's spreading rumors about me, I'll just take them down. What's there to worry about?"

“That’s true…” Xiaobai chuckled to himself.

She was definitely overthinking it.

Having arrived at Qingyun Sect and seen its scenery, and with Russell having not performed any comedic acts for several days, she almost forgot what kind of oddball the person beside her was.

The shackles of righteousness cannot bind him, nor will he waver in his heart because of any moral coercion.

"Come walk with me. To be honest, I haven't really explored this mountain properly since it was assigned to me," Russell invited. Little White nodded and offered its little hand to Russell.

……

"Have you heard? Something big is about to happen at Tianyin Temple!"

"You don't need to tell me! It's been all over the place these past few days! There are only three days left until half a month has passed. I don't know what the monks are thinking. Why aren't they running for their lives?"

"Where can you escape? You probably don't know the methods of Master Luo. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, Master Luo has a way to find you."

"..."

Sanhua Town is located at the foot of Mount Sumeru.

The murmurs reached the ears of the old fortune teller at the city gate, causing him to freeze abruptly as he was arranging the fortune sticks.

That kid has his eye on me. How come he follows me wherever I go?
Zhou Yixian clicked her tongue, not understanding why she had been so unlucky lately.

It was one thing for Liubo Mountain to run into Russell head-on, but a little over a month ago, he and his grandfather went to the Southern Frontier to avoid Russell. However, Fenxiang Valley exploded a few days later, forcing them to head west. They only recently arrived at Sanhua Town, and now, after just a few days here, they hear that Russell and Tianyin Temple are at odds again.

Doesn't this kid get tired?

Like a hedgehog, it pricks people everywhere.

Eh……

With another sigh, Zhou Yixian shook his head; this sigh was for Tianyin Temple.

With his divine calculations, he had already figured out the ins and outs of the matter. As for Tianyin Temple, he could only say that they deserved it for daring to provoke this Luo fellow.

What was that saying again? "When Russell arrives, another sect is about to fall."

And in the small shop just two streets away from Zhou Yixian.

Zhou Xiaohuan was happily discussing with a girl in green which piece of jewelry suited her better and which piece of jewelry was of poor quality.

The girl was none other than Biyao.

Not only him, but also Ghost King Wanrenwang, Youji, Qinglong and three others rushed over.

Yu Ji was not far away, while the other two were in a musical instrument shop called "Leyinfang" halfway outside the city.

"I never thought that the mighty Tianyin Temple would come to this day." The Ghost King sighed softly. Before him, the beautiful woman with skin as white as frost also sighed: "Who can say otherwise? Who could have imagined that Tianyin Temple would not be destroyed by the Holy Sect, but by its own people?"

"I wonder how long Russell will live. I'm afraid we disciples won't outlive him," the Poison God said, his tone filled with fear of Russell.

On that day on Liubo Mountain, besides Russell, he had the highest cultivation level, and he controlled hundreds of poisons, so he could keep track of the movements within a hundred miles.

It can be said that he almost personally experienced the feeling of being burned by the fire of the great sun.

It is worth mentioning that his eldest disciple Fan Xiong and his second disciple Cheng Wuya were both executed by him in front of all his disciples.

For no other reason than that these two dared to take advantage of his serious injury and seclusion to conspire with Cangsong to ambush Russell's beloved nephew with their disciples.

When the news reached the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, he was so angry that he almost fainted. He made a decisive move to sever ties with the sect to avoid implicating it.

“He’s only in his early twenties,” the Ghost King said in despair. “I just hope he doesn’t have the ambition to wipe out the entire world, otherwise the foundation of our ancestors’ legacy may be in jeopardy.”

"Do you think that's possible?" The Poison God smiled coldly. "First it was Burning Incense Valley, then it was Heavenly Sound Temple. This kid is so ruthless to his own people. Do you really expect him to let us go? It's just a matter of who he wants to die first."

"..."

Suddenly, the three giants of the Demonic Sect, who had dominated the cultivation world for countless years, felt a deep sense of despair.

(End of this chapter)