This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Chapter 60: Reencounter with Zhang Zhiwei, Zhong Bai in the midst of slaughter.

Zhong Bai's arrival was unexpected for the imperial guards, who were already close to completing their mission.

"Who are you, daring to defy your superiors and obstruct the imperial court's investigation!"

The leading eunuch reprimanded him in a deep voice, while Zhong Bai's face remained icy.

"A eunuch dares to be so insolent. If you don't want to live, then all of you should die..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Bai attacked without any restraint. The moment his internal energy surged forth, all the imperial guards were shocked.

They were all masters of internal martial arts, possessing both manifest and concealed strength, transformative and powerful techniques...

Qi and blood forming a powerful force—that's the epitome of inner strength—yet Zhong Bai looks so young.

They were already at their limit, having expended too much energy and strength to besiege Zhang Zhiwei, and now they were facing a terrifying existence like Zhong Bai.

They realized that they might not survive...

A sense of trembling and fear permeated the air, and even the old eunuch noticed that something was wrong with his subordinates.

He immediately shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Get up there!"
"Kill him, and you'll all be promoted; fail to kill him, and you'll all die!"

Upon hearing this, their initial fear quickly dissipated, and they all looked at Zhong Bai with icy eyes and a sense of impending doom.

The long swords thrust forward. Unlike fighting cultivators, these imperial guards were at least experts in internal energy, and some were even close to mastering internal energy.

With the strength of a thousand pounds in both arms, plus the longsword and saber forged from fine steel, Zhang Zhiwei was in trouble because his own defensive capabilities were limited. The Golden Light Divine Mantra was not yet strong enough to withstand the continuous slashes of a Dark Force expert.

The only way to strike is from a great distance with Yang Wu Lei. Even if it hits, the power will be limited, only able to shatter the flesh and blood, but not to damage the bones.

At this moment, Zhong Bai was facing a group of exhausted imperial guards. With his qi and blood, he was simply attacking them at a lower level.

With a resounding thud, Zhong Bai's fist struck a palace guard squarely in the back.

With a crisp crack, all the bones in his back shattered, and bone fragments flew through his internal organs, causing him to collapse with resentment.

Upon seeing that one of their accomplices had died, the eyes of the other eight turned bloodshot!

With a single slash, it was forcefully blocked by the qi and blood energy in front of Zhong Bai, unable to advance an inch.

"Tsk tsk tsk, commendable courage, but destined to die..."

A bolt of lightning gathered in Zhong Bai's palm, and with a single strike, the lightning slammed into his face, causing his entire head to explode, with red and white matter scattering all over the ground.

Zhang Zhiwei was incredibly envious as she watched this scene.

"Alas, if only I could also cultivate my qi and blood to form a powerful force, possessing the strength of ten thousand jin, how could I have come to this?"

Shaking his head, Zhang Zhiwei dismissed the fantasies in his mind. He still couldn't understand why Zhong Bai could cultivate to such a high level at such a young age.

But despite not understanding it, watching Zhong Bai's massacre is truly satisfying!
Soon, all nine imperial guards, along with the last Japanese sorcerer, were killed by Zhong Bai.

Looking at the only remaining old eunuch, Zhong Bai stepped forward step by step, while the old eunuch retreated step by step, his legs trembling. He wanted to speak and beg for mercy, but found that his lips were not fluent. His upper teeth collided with his lower teeth, and he couldn't utter a single word.

until……

A large hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up!
"Tsk, you neutered dog, weren't you so arrogant just now? Hmm? Why are you so scared now?"

So you're afraid of death too. I thought you'd risk everything for the court you speak of.

I ask, you answer; otherwise…

This humble Taoist priest wouldn't mind showing you what it means to wish you were dead!

Even though he could no longer speak, the fear in the old eunuch's eyes was unmistakable.

Zhong Bai casually tossed it to the ground.

"You've truly dirtied my hands..."

......................................................

Zeng Zibu and Zhang Huaiyi, who witnessed everything from dozens of meters away, were dumbfounded.

"Ahem, Brother Zeng, is this Taoist priest a disciple of your Maoshan sect?"

Zhang Huaiyi was somewhat uncertain; Zhong Bai in front of him was too young and too terrifying.

If Maoshan had such a disciple, he should have heard of his name.

Zeng Zibu was also somewhat stunned by the question, and it took him a while to exhale a deep breath.

“Brother Zhang, there is no doubt that he is my disciple from Maoshan, named Zhong Bai, with the Taoist name Qianhe.”

He is the personal disciple of Qian Yuan Zhenren, the chief elder of the Maoshan Law Enforcement Hall!

"ah?!
"So you really are a disciple of Maoshan?"

Zhang Huaiyi was shocked. He looked at Zhong Bai, who looked like the Grim Reaper, and then at Zeng Zibu in front of him. They didn't look like fellow disciples at all.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, are you doubting me?"

I'm not lying. Junior Brother Chizuru has only been a disciple for about five years. Heaven knows how he acquired such terrifying strength..."

Zeng Zibu also wanted to know the answer to this question; he truly couldn't understand it!
Just a while ago during the arena battle, Zhong Bai was only at the third level of Qi Refining...

The doubts and questions on this side did not affect Zhong Bai's interrogation in the slightest.

With one foot planted on the old eunuch's thigh, Zhong Bai began to question him.

"Tell me first, what's going on with these Japanese bastards?"

Upon hearing Zhong Bai's question, the old eunuch became extremely excited, but when he opened his mouth, he stammered.

"Speak with your tongue straight!"

Zhong Bai let out a loud shout, instantly curing his stutter.

"Mercy, sir!"
These Japanese people were all instructed by the palace to be treated well. As long as they didn't go too far, the palace told us to try our best to meet their needs and protect them throughout Kyushu.

The specific reason is unclear to me...

It's true, it's the real person! I, a humble scholar, would never dare to deceive the real person in the slightest!

Hearing the old eunuch's words, Zhong Bai felt that something was amiss. What was the Qing court up to? Was selling out the country for personal gain not enough?

Zhong Bai fell silent, as did Zhang Zhiwei, who was standing nearby. Although they had long since given up hope for the imperial court and the Daoist sect, when they heard that the imperial court was colluding with foreign evil forces to harm the people of the Nine Provinces, neither Zhang Zhiwei nor Zhong Bai could suppress their anger.

"Excellent, excellent! It is an outrage against Heaven that the Manchu Qing dynasty must not be destroyed!"

After gritting his teeth and finishing speaking, Zhong Bai stomped down hard, and the old eunuch instantly fainted from the pain.

Without bothering to torture him, and too lazy to torture him, Zhong Bai casually unleashed a bolt of lightning, sending the old eunuch to report to hell.

It was all over, but the air still reeked of blood. On the open ground, severed limbs and internal organs lay scattered everywhere...

Zhang Zhiwei frowned at the sight, while Zhong Bai was by no means disgusted.

He didn't realize it while fighting, but after it was all over, Zhong Bai looked at the bloodstains on his fist, and with a surge of his true energy, the bloodstains disappeared.

Only then did Zhong Bai look at Zhang Zhiwei.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I didn't expect we'd meet again so soon."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhiwei was filled with emotion.

"Yes! Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Qianhe arrived in time, otherwise... the fate of my junior brother and I would have been unimaginable!"

Zhong Bai shook his head. The other party was a true disciple of the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain. How could he not have some means of self-preservation?
My presence here is merely to avoid wasting my trump cards...

Moreover, Zhong Bai felt that these imperial guards wouldn't last long anyway; it was just that Zhang Zhiwei's true energy had been exhausted prematurely.

Mentioning this, Zhong Bai looked at Zeng Zibu and Zhang Huaiyi, a disciple of Longhu Mountain, in the distance.

Yes, they are actually Zhang Zhiwei's weakness. He can't leave; he can only hold on.

It's perfectly normal for one's true essence to be depleted.

"In any case, it was only because Fellow Daoist Qianhe arrived in time that we were spared a deadly battle."

This thank you must be said, no matter what.

"Alright, Fellow Daoist Zhang, if you wish to thank me, I won't stop you. Go and see your junior brother and my senior brother..."

After Zhong Bai finished speaking, he and Zhang Zhiwei went to Zeng Zibu and Zhang Huaiyi.

"Senior Brother Zeng, it's been a long time."

"Hahaha, Junior Brother Qianhe, they say a day apart feels like three autumns, Junior Brother Qianhe, you've really kept it well hidden!"

As he spoke, Zeng Zibu felt not only admiration but also deep apprehension. He could not forget the ruthless scene Zhong Bai had just witnessed.

Zhong Bai smiled and said, "Hidden well?"

"Senior Brother Zeng, you misunderstand. I have always been this way, and I will not change in the future. It's just that my cultivation speed is a bit faster."

Zeng Zibu couldn't help but roll his eyes.

So what he just said was just like farting.

"My name is Zhang Huaiyi. Fellow Daoist Qianhe, thank you for saving me today!"

Zhang Huaiyi appeared much more solemn, mainly because he saw that his senior brother treated the other party as an equal, so he naturally showed some respect.

Just then, Shi Jian also arrived in a blur, and as soon as he arrived, he saw Zhong Bai and Zhang Zhiwei chatting together.

"Junior Brother Qianhe!"

Subconsciously, Shi Jian could hardly believe his eyes. What was going on? His first thought was, how could Qianhe be faster than him?

However, upon recalling that Zhong Bai had mastered the Thunder Escape Technique, he suddenly felt somewhat embarrassed, realizing that he had simply forgotten something important.

"Oh? Senior Brother is here too?"

Zhong Bai was very polite, with a smile, but the blood red in his eyes from the recent killing hadn't faded, making him look somewhat creepy.

Seeing this, Shi Jian couldn't help but ask a question.

"Junior Brother Qianhe, who are these two?"

When asked about his situation, Zhang Zhiwei smiled politely.

"I am Zhang Zhiwei, a disciple of Longhu Mountain. This is my junior brother, Zhang Huaiyi. And you must be Fellow Daoist Shi Jian, a direct disciple of the Maoshan Sect Leader?"

hiss!
Upon hearing the name Zhang Zhiwei, Shi Jian was startled. He had heard his master mention Zhang Zhiwei of Longhu Mountain in his spare time.

This person is a direct disciple of the current Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, and is very likely to succeed the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain in the future!
With a touch of solemnity, Shi Jian clasped his hands in a salute and said, "So it is Fellow Daoist Zhang from Longhu Mountain!"
Nice to meet you!

After saying that, Shi Jian looked around at the cruel scene. Seeing the limbs and severed bodies scattered all over the ground, Shi Jian frowned.

He subconsciously believed that these people were killed by Zhang Zhiwei, the true disciple of the Celestial Master.

He also added the assessment that Zhang Zhiwei had a strong and cold personality.

No one offered an explanation.

Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Huaiyi wouldn't speak, and Zeng Zibu was equally adept at reading people's expressions.

Zhong Bai himself would be even less likely to expose himself to Shi Jian's covetousness.

Well, let Shi Jian keep bothering Lin Fengjiao for a while longer...

"Are these the real culprits who attacked Junior Brother Zeng?"

Shi Jian was puzzled, but Zeng Zibu quickly nodded.

"That's right, senior brother, but they are as dead as can be!"
Junior brother, thank you for your help, Qianhe; thank you for your help, senior brother.

"It's alright, fellow disciples, no need for such polite words. To be honest, Junior Brother Qianhe and I didn't help much; it was all thanks to Fellow Daoist Zhang."

Seeing that no one refuted him, Shi Jian became even more certain that Zhang Zhiwei was behind it all.

By the time Lin Fengjiao and the others arrived, everyone was already preparing to say goodbye.

"Fellow Daoist Qianhe, farewell!"

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, farewell!"

The two parted reluctantly, and Shi Jian, who was standing to the side, felt that something was wrong. Why wasn't it him who was saying goodbye?

However, Shi Jian will not figure out this problem at the moment.

Waaaaah, around 22,000 words in seven chapters, I'm completely out of steam. Tomorrow I'll probably update around midnight again, maybe four chapters for 12,000 words? Or five chapters for 15,000 words? Hehe, I don't know either. Your subscriptions and monthly tickets are my inexhaustible motivation to keep updating!

Thank you so much to all my readers for your subscriptions and monthly votes!


(End of this chapter)