Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 233 The Ming Cult's Weakness and the Deal with Wu Yazi

Seeing Leng Feibai wield the Sacred Flame Token and break through his Blood Handprint technique.

A shadow crossed Chai Yunpeng's eyes, realizing that the young man's strength was far beyond his years.

But now they are in a precarious situation, and three of the four Dharma Kings have died at this man's hands.

He had to kill this man and reclaim the Sacred Flame Token in order to maintain his authority within the Ming Cult; otherwise, those lurking figures in the shadows would likely take action.

Thinking of this, Chai Yunpeng waved his long sleeves, and the remaining ten Sacred Flame Tokens flew out from the crowd and hovered around him.

"Unfortunately, two of the Sacred Flame Tokens are in your hands!"

Chai Yunpeng said coldly, "But even if it's only ten yuan, it's enough to deal with you, kid."

"Yeah!"

Leng Feibai sneered, raised his hand and threw out the two Sacred Flame Tokens, letting them return to Chai Yunpeng's vicinity.

"Don't say I'm bullying an old person. Even if you had all twelve tokens here, I wouldn't take you seriously!"

As Leng Feibai spoke, his multicolored true qi solidified and took shape, transforming into two long swords that covered his arms.

Seeing Leng Feibai's change, Chai Yunpeng dared not be careless. His blood-purple true energy immediately enveloped the twelve Sacred Flame Tokens, eight of which roared and attacked Leng Feibai from various tricky angles.

The remaining four Sacred Flame Tokens were left with him to protect his safety.

Leng Feibai watched as the eight iron tokens rushed towards him. Using the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique, he firmly locked onto the trajectory of the tokens. His arms swung with lightning speed, repelling all the tokens that were heading his way.

"No wonder it's a token that can withstand both the Dragon-Slaying Saber and the Heaven-Reliant Sword!"

Leng Feibai's voice echoed in his mind, "Among unspiritually imbued weapons, these twelve tokens are among the best. But these things can't stop me!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai raised his arms high and slashed at Chai Yunpeng's location.

Blazing Sun Blade - Blazing Sun Twin Radiance
The twin swords slashed down from mid-air, cleaving through the heavens and cleaving through the underworld.

Combining Leng Feibai's two-tenths of true qi, the unparalleled flame energy erupted and burst forth, transforming into a rolling surge of energy that rushed straight towards Chai Yunpeng.

Chai Yunpeng multitasked, gathering the four Sacred Flame Tokens in front of him. They combined with his own true energy to form a giant shield over ten feet long, blocking his way.

The remaining eight Sacred Flame Tokens gathered together in mid-air, transforming into a giant axe that cleaved the heavens and cleaved down from behind Leng Feibai.

Sensing the oppressive feeling coming from behind, Leng Feibai took a step forward. A golden aura shield formed from his own True Qi appeared out of thin air, protecting him within it.

The giant axe fell and struck the air shield squarely.

Although the protective shield was full of cracks, the Sacred Flame Tokens were scattered and fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, Leng Feibai's fiery blade energy rushed towards Chai Yunpeng's protective giant shield, directly shattering it, but the released energy was also completely exhausted.

"My next move will take your life!"

As soon as Chai Yunpeng finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the twelve Sacred Flame Tokens returned to his surroundings at the same time. Under his control, they transformed into a nine-foot-long sword filled with blood-red killing intent, standing in the sky.

Leng Feibai looked at the changes before him with a completely calm expression.

The next moment, Leng Feibai took another step forward, and instantly the wind and clouds changed color, and a strong wind arose.

A giant, three-zhang-tall statue, adorned with vibrant colors and wielding a twelve-foot-long Guan Dao (a type of halberd), emerged from the ground and stood behind Leng Feibai, watching Chai Yunpeng's movements intently.

Everyone present knew that the next move would be a life-or-death battle between the two sides.

Upon seeing this, Chai Yunpeng exerted force with his feet, leaped into the air, grabbed the hilt of the knife, and slashed down at Leng Feibai.

Flying Dragon Soars Through the Sky
Leng Feibai roared, and his movements were synchronized with the giant statue behind him as he swung his sword down in mid-air.

As the two swords clashed, Chai Yunpeng felt immense pressure on his entire arm. Before he could even react, he felt a surge of extremely destructive energy erupt from within his body.

"No...that's not right!"

A scream rang out, and Chai Yunpeng's figure exploded in mid-air, turning into a cloud of blood mist and disappearing without a trace in an instant.

The twelve Sacred Flame Tokens, now without an owner, fell from the sky and landed on the ground.

Seeing Chai Yunpeng die, the rest of the Ming Cult members felt a daze.

One of them roared, "Avenge our leader!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone except the woman in purple who had fought Leng Feibai before rushed out and attacked Leng Feibai.

"court death!"

Leng Feibai was too lazy to waste time with these brainless guys, so he raised his right hand high and then brought it down suddenly.

The Five Elements Force Field erupted suddenly, instantly pinning a group of Ming Cult members to the ground.

Under immense pressure, the Ming Cult members exploded, turning into a bloody mist that scattered in all directions, leaving only a pile of white bones on the ground.

The woman in purple, who had been standing still, sat down on the ground upon seeing the horrific scene before her, her eyes filled with terror.

Leng Feibai glanced at the woman, uninterested in knowing who she was, knocked her unconscious, and turned to enter the Xingxiu Sect's territory.

After a thorough search, Leng Feibai found the Divine Wood Cauldron with its unique fragrance and threw it directly into the Twelve-Story Tower as a collectible.

After obtaining the item, Leng Feibai left.

As for the twelve Sacred Flame Tokens on the ground, Leng Feibai didn't take them. After all, each of the twelve towers had a set of Sacred Flame Tokens and the martial arts techniques engraved on them, so there was no need to take them.

An hour later, the woman in purple, who had been unconscious for a short time, struggled to get up from the ground.

Looking at the surrounding skeletons, a flash of inspiration appeared in the purple-clad woman's eyes. She raised her hand and struck her own chest, forcing out a mouthful of blood.

"This should be able to fool the guys left behind in the cult!"

The woman muttered to herself, "The sect leader, the left and right envoys, and the three Dharma Kings are all dead. The hall master of the Five Elements Banner and the elites he brought are also dead. Now there are not many experts left in the sect. Perhaps this is the best time for me to seize the position of sect leader."

Thinking of this, the woman raised her head and looked into the distance, biting her lip as she said, "Leng Feibai, I'll remember you."

After saying this, the woman struggled to her feet, retrieved the Sacred Flame Tokens one by one from the ground, ignored the white bones on the ground, and quickly left the Starry Sea.

At the same time, Leng Feibai, who was flying in the air, also received a message from the clone that was tracking Xiao Yuanshan.

"The real body, Xiao Yuanshan, is dead!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Feibai showed little emotion and asked calmly, "How did you die?"

"He robbed some silver from the Murong family, bought some grave-repairing supplies, and then went to Yanmen Pass to repair his wife's grave. Then he committed suicide right there in front of the grave!" the clone said calmly. "I got him a coffin and casually buried him next to his wife's grave."

Hearing the clone's reply, Leng Feibai said nothing. After confirming that Xiao Yuanshan had not left anything of value, he canceled the clone from a distance.

Half a month later, at dusk, in a valley somewhere in Leigu Mountain, Henan Province.

Leng Feibai carried Ding Chunqiu's head, wrapped in oiled paper, and wandered around the valley.

The valley is full of pine trees, and when the mountain wind blows, the sound of the pines is like the sound of waves.

After walking for about a mile through the woods, Leng Feibai arrived at the outside of a country cottage.

Under a large tree in front of the house, a middle-aged man dressed in black and white sat calmly in front of a chessboard, gazing at the game.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Sir, are you Mr. Congbian, Senior Su Xinghe? This junior, Leng Feibai, greets you!"

The middle-aged man was Su Xinghe. He looked up at Leng Feibai, said nothing, and continued to fiddle with the object in front of him.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai immediately took out Ding Chunqiu's head and placed it in front of Su Xinghe, saying, "I heard that Senior Su has a grudge against Ding Chunqiu, so I specially took his head as a gift for becoming his disciple."

Upon seeing Ding Chunqiu's head, Su Xinghe's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with surprise. He stopped pretending to be deaf and dumb and quickly stood up, saying, "Young brother, how did you know I had a grudge against Ding Chunqiu?"

"The secret must not be revealed!"

Leng Feibai spoke in riddles, then said, "Senior Su, I've heard that your sect excels in flower cultivation, so I've come here specifically to learn. I wonder if you could..."

Upon hearing Leng Feibai's purpose, Su Xinghe sighed and said, "Young brother, please wait a moment. I will inform my master before making any plans."

After saying that, Su Xinghe picked up Ding Chunqiu's head, turned around and walked to the mountain wall next to him. He raised his hand and smashed the stone wall through with a palm, and walked in.

Leng Feibai quietly looked at the chessboard, but unfortunately he had no talent for Go and it was impossible for him to break the Zhenlong Chess Game.

"The most urgent task is to learn the art of flower cultivation from Su Xinghe so that we can quickly research how to cultivate those seven spiritual flowers. As for Wu Yazi's internal energy..."

Just then, Su Xinghe emerged from the cave, stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Young brother, my master invites you!"

Leng Feibai nodded and followed Su Xinghe into the cave behind the stone wall.

The cave was very simply furnished, with only an old man sitting on a bed, leaning against a rope around his waist.

The old man on the bed had a three-foot-long beard, a face like jade, and a handsome appearance. Although his hair was completely white, it could not hide his unparalleled beauty.

This old man was none other than Wu Yazi, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, whom Leng Feibai had come here to target.

Wu Yazi barely managed to raise his head to look at Leng Feibai, and said calmly, "Is this the young friend who killed that wicked Ding Chunqiu and came to my disciple to claim credit?"

"That's it!"

Leng Feibai frankly stated, "It was by chance that I learned that Mr. Congbian was proficient in various arts, which is why I came to seek his guidance on flower cultivation. I traveled a long way to be taught by him..."

"stop"

Wu Yazi interrupted Leng Feibai, "I'm still curious, how did you know Xinghe was skilled in flower cultivation? And how did you know that Ding Chunqiu and Xinghe had a grudge?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Feibai immediately made up a reason, saying, "Senior, please take a look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai immediately set up a Qimen formation outside his body.

Seeing Leng Feibai's actions, a blue beam of light flashed in Wu Yazi's and Su Xinghe's eyes at the same time, and they said in unison, "The art of Qimen divination!"

Leng Feibai nodded, and Wu Yazi sighed, "So that's how it is. It seems you deduced everything through the divination techniques of the Qimen Dunjia. Young friend, could you cast a divination for me? Help me see if this person is dead or alive!"

As Wu Yazi spoke, he pointed to the portrait hanging to the side.

Leng Feibai nodded and quickly asked, "Please tell me, senior, what is this woman's name and date of birth?"

"Qi Yufeng! The 18th day of the sixth month of the year Yi Si in the previous cycle, at the second quarter of Chen hour."

After listening, Leng Feibai immediately sat down cross-legged, focused his mind on entering the inner realm, and raised his question.

Is Qi Yufeng alive or dead?

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball no bigger than a baseball appeared in his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai raised his hand and shattered it, and a piece of information directly entered his mind.

Having obtained the information, Leng Feibai calmly said, "Qi Yufeng is currently beneath Sword Lake in Wuliang Mountain, Dali. However, she is suffering from inner turmoil. If her heartache cannot be resolved, I fear that a year from now will be the day she passes away."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yazi's face showed pain, and he murmured, "Yu Feng, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!"

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai deliberately asked, "Senior, how did your body become like this?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yazi's face revealed a hint of resentment. He then said, "In my life, I have taken on two disciples. One is Su Xinghe, and the other is Ding Chunqiu, whom you killed. Although Su Xinghe was exceptionally talented, he disliked martial arts, instead learning a wide range of miscellaneous arts such as medicine, divination, astrology, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. As for Ding Chunqiu, he was obsessed with martial arts. Besides the martial arts I taught him, he also secretly learned our sect's forbidden technique, the Dissolving Power Technique, without my permission. As a result, his skill was insufficient, and he was severely injured." After I discovered him, I forced him to swear never to touch the Dissolving Power Technique again before I saved him. Later, I lived in seclusion in Wuliang Mountain for ten years until two years ago, when I learned that Ding Chunqiu had betrayed his promise and secretly learned the Dissolving Power Technique again. Upon hearing the news, I intended to leave the mountain to punish him, but instead, he ambushed me and knocked me off a cliff. All my bones were broken. If it weren't for Su Xinghe encountering me and using all his medical skills, plus my own internal energy, I would have survived. But my bones are…”

Leng Feibai looked at Wu Yazi's appearance, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Senior, I can heal your injuries!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yazi looked surprised and asked, "What did you say?"

Leng Feibai calmly said, "I can indeed heal your injuries, senior. However, I require 30% of your internal energy as a consultation fee!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yazi pointed at Su Xinghe beside him and laughed, "All my bones and tendons are broken, so medicine is useless. Although Su Xinghe's martial arts are not good, in terms of medical skills alone, there are no more than three people in the world who can surpass him. What ability do you have to heal this old man!"

"Further words are useless, senior, watch closely!"

As soon as Leng Fei finished speaking, he used his internal energy to cut off one of his own arms.

Before Wu Yazi could react, a bright red light emanated from Leng Feibai's severed left shoulder, and a brand new arm immediately appeared in front of the two of them.

"Leg regeneration!"

Wu Yazi found it unbelievable, then laughed and said, "Alright, if you really heal me, I will give you thirty percent of my power, take you as my disciple, and pass on all my martial arts skills to you!"

Seeing this, Su Xinghe chimed in, "If you can truly cure my master, young friend, I will certainly impart all my knowledge of flower cultivation techniques to you!"

Leng Feibai didn't say anything after hearing this, but simply asked Su Xinghe to come forward and help him lay Wu Yazi flat on the bed.

"Senior Su!"

Leng Feibai quickly said, "I need to treat the senior, so please protect us from the side! Remember not to let anyone disturb us!"

Su Xinghe nodded after hearing this and stepped aside to protect the two of them.

(End of this chapter)