Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 203 consists of a bunch of scoundrels; if they die, they die.

The four people stepped out of the sedan chair one after another. Zhuang Buran's mind stirred slightly, and a barrier of light revealed a passage. He said:

"Gentlemen, it seems you are being chased by something. Let's come in first."

A hint of amazement flashed in the eyes of the four people, as they finally saw the faces of the boy in yellow and Lu Xueqi.

The fair-skinned monk walked into the passage and spoke as he did so:
"This humble monk is Faxiang of Tianyin Temple, this is my junior brother Fashan, and these two beside him are Li Xun and Yan Hong, outstanding disciples of Fenxiang Valley."

Upon hearing this, Qi Hao introduced the four people. When Fa Xiang heard that the young man in yellow was named Zhang Xiaofan, a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, countless ferocious and terrifying black giant bats swarmed towards the halo of light.

However, the giant black bat instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist upon colliding with the barrier emitting a pale yellow light.

"Fellow senior brothers and sisters, there's no need to worry. Although these demons are nearly endless, they can't break through the barrier set up by this magic weapon. It's just that this filthy blood is far too foul. Let's get into the sedan chair first."

The young man in yellow shook his head with some disdain, turned and stepped into the sedan chair. After the others were seated, he addressed the astonished figures in the sedan chair:
"My sedan chair can not only isolate the surrounding smells, but also keep out dust. Everyone can chat slowly without worrying about the blood mist and stench coming in later."

Faxiang smiled slightly:
"Qingyun Sect truly lives up to its reputation as the leader of the righteous path. Its Taoist magic is unparalleled in the world. Even when faced with an overwhelming number of ferocious demons, it remains so calm and composed."

Qi Hao returned the smile:

"I have long admired the name of Senior Brother Faxiang of Tianyin Temple. He is hailed by the righteous cultivation sect as a genius that is rare in a thousand years. Only today have I seen him and realized what it means to see something in person is better than to hear about it a hundred times."

The two exchanged compliments for quite some time before Faxiang began to recount the situation at Kongsang Mountain.

"The giant bats outside are a monstrous breed that the Demonic Cult kept back then. They are ferocious, cruel, and have a penchant for sucking blood."

"The demonic cultists who occupied this mountain back then either died or fled, leaving behind some giant bats. After eight hundred years of reproduction, they have grown to their current size, leaving no one inhabiting the surrounding hundred miles."

"It was because they prefer to hunt at night that we ran into them. The best course of action now is to wait until tomorrow morning to explore the Ten Thousand Bats Cave."

"I see. Then please rest well inside the sedan chair. If you get hungry, you can have some snacks." The young man in yellow picked up the wine cup beside him and took a sip.

Seeing this, Yan Hong poured herself a cup of peach blossom wine, took a sip, and a radiant smile appeared on her beautiful face:
"Junior Brother Zhang, your wine is delicious, and it even has the effect of nourishing the spirit and body!"

"If you like, you can drink a little more. This wine won't make you drunk; it's more like a medicinal wine. It's something I use to amuse myself." The young man in the yellow shirt raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yan Hong seemed somewhat hesitant after hearing this:
"In that case, I have a request that I cannot refuse."

"Speak freely," Zhuang Buran said directly.

Upon hearing this, Yan Hong readily replied:

"I'm afraid I won't enjoy drinking anymore. I wonder if Junior Brother Zhang could gift me a few jars of wine?"

The boy in the yellow shirt spoke with a hint of helplessness:
"The wine I placed in the sedan chair has been almost drunk up after these days of travel."

Yan Hong smiled sweetly:
"It's alright. Since it's an unreasonable request, how could I put Junior Brother Zhang in a difficult position? I will take the initiative to come and collect it."

She paused and continued:

“I have long heard of the Six Scenic Spots of Qingyun, but I have never had the chance to see them. Now that I have come to collect wine, I will be able to see these wonders. I am afraid I will have to trouble Junior Brother Zhang.”

"I wonder if Junior Brother Zhang will find it annoying that I'm nagging about your secluded cultivation?"

Seeing that his junior sister was no longer as low-key and humble as usual, Li Xun couldn't help but glance at the slightly lazy yellow-robed youth at the head of the table, and immediately understood her meaning.

He glanced at Lu Xueqi again, his usual arrogance vanished, replaced by a beaming smile:

"I have long yearned to visit the Six Scenic Spots of Qingyun, and I've heard that one of them, the Moon Terrace, is located on Xiaozhu Peak."

Lu Xueqi interrupted calmly:
"Xiaozhu Peak is entirely populated by female cultivators. Even disciples from other peaks of the sect are not allowed to come to Xiaozhu Peak without permission."

"Not only is Junior Brother Zhang highly regarded by Senior Uncle Tian, ​​but our sect leader also regards him as an unparalleled talent capable of shouldering the responsibility of protecting the righteous path in Qingyun."

"Therefore, you two should refrain from disturbing Junior Brother Zhang's quiet cultivation, otherwise you might incur the wrath of Senior Uncle Tian, ​​and the situation could become quite awkward." Upon hearing this, the atmosphere became strange. Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu were taken aback, not expecting that Lu Xueqi, who had always been aloof and taciturn, would have such a side to her.

However, if the leaders of the various peaks of Qingyun saw this scene, they would only think that she had the style of her master. Master Shuiyue's words were just that sharp. She always had a cold face. It was fine if she didn't speak, but once she opened her mouth, she would make people lose face, and they would not be able to find any rebuttal.

Seeing that the young man in yellow still appeared somewhat lazy and carefree, seemingly oblivious to the deeper meaning of his words, Faxiang had no choice but to smooth things over:

"Junior sisters, we are heading to the Ten Thousand Bats Cave tomorrow morning. We will most likely have to confront the demonic cultists head-on. Conserving your energy is the most important thing."

Qi Hao echoed:
"Brother Faxiang is right. Everyone should close their eyes and rest. There will definitely be a big battle tomorrow."

Immediately, the sedan chair fell completely silent, and everyone closed their eyes and sat down to meditate.

The next day, early in the morning.

As soon as the group stepped out of the sedan chair, they were hit by a stench. Beyond the barrier, in addition to the filth and blood, there were piles of giant bat corpses.

The young man in yellow put away the Six Harmonies Mirror, and with a flick of his sleeve, flames erupted from the mountain of giant bat corpses.

When he had eight Yellow Turban warriors carry his sedan chair thirty miles away from Kongsang Mountain, he said:

“Brother Faxiang, you should have found the exact location of the Ten Thousand Bats Cave. Please lead the way.”

A flash of light appeared on Faxiang's body, and he flew towards the mountain, with the others immediately following behind.

Then, after landing in the shady, dark part of the mountain, they saw a huge cave halfway up the mountain. From the pitch-black cave entrance, they could hear eerie sounds that sounded like whispers or ghostly wails.

"As expected, they are evil heretics, only capable of some low-class tricks."

The thin rope around the young man's waist transformed into a wooden sword. With a single slash, he forcefully created a fiery dragon over a hundred feet long, which then fiercely charged into the cave entrance.

Faxiang and the others' pupils trembled as they could clearly sense the heaven-burning and sea-boiling power contained within the fiery dragon. They felt that if they got even slightly closer, they would be burned to ashes.

What's even more terrifying is that this terrifying move was not only unleashed by the yellow-clad youth with a wave of his hand, but its power was also concentrated within a small area without leaking out.

Qi Hao said with an indescribable expression:

"Junior Brother Zhang, how much of your strength did you actually use during the previous Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament?"

"Probably one or two percent," Zhuang Buran said casually.

Upon hearing this, Zeng Shushu blurted out:

"Then you haven't already broken through to the Upper Clarity Realm, have you?"

"If I hadn't broken through to the Upper Clarity Realm, how could my master have said he had confidence in my cultivation before I left?"

Ignoring the horrified people behind him, Zhuang Buran rode the clouds and slowly flew into the cave illuminated by the firelight.

Before they could be too shocked, everyone hurriedly followed.

Upon entering the cave, they found themselves in a massive, white-washed cavern. Following the boy in yellow, they discovered that even as they ventured deeper into the cave, all they saw were cracked rocks and a ground scorched white by the fire dragon.

Near a fork in the road, several screams suddenly rang out.

Five magical treasures flew from different directions to the yellow-robed youth in succession: a dark red fork, a three-foot-long sword, a huge, unidentified beast fang, a thin rope, and a gilded fan.

With a slight thought, Zhuang Buran's gilded fan opened automatically, revealing a mountain, a river, and a giant roc painted on its surface.

"This is the treasure of the Old Ancestor of Fengyue at Jieshi Mountain, the Mountain and River Fan!" Zeng Shushu said.
"This is a famous cultivator who practices seclusion on Mount Jieshi in the east. He has profound Taoist cultivation and has never committed any great evils and is not content with worldly affairs."

Is it necessary to know the reason?

Zhuang Buran swung his sword, burning the five magical treasures to ashes, and calmly said:
"They were all just a bunch of scoundrels; once they died, they were gone."

(End of this chapter)