Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 202 Suspicion and Paranoia Leave Master Stunned

"Investigate! Investigate for me! Order Wang Tongfu to find that person, even if it means digging three feet into the ground!"

The Great Snow Mountain Thousand Autumn Sword Cloud Taixu was now extremely angry. His golden robe billowed in the wind as he stood in mid-air above the Five Blessings Pavilion. Snow and wind swirled around him, making him appear like a god, his eyes gleaming with silver light that shot three feet straight ahead.

Despite his sword energy covering a radius of seventeen or eighteen feet, and his keen senses allowing him to see every speck of dust within his range, he could not detect the figure of the young man in blue who had previously killed someone.

That's why he became furious.

It was also mixed with some panic.

This is a blatant slap in the face.

Not only did he injure Prince Gong's son, Ji Wenli, in front of him.

He even managed to kill Bi Fenkong, the sect leader of the Ziyang Sect, who was also a top expert in the world, within ten feet in front of him.

Although Bi Fenkong's sword intent level was slightly lower than his and Si Lianshan Chang Erfo's, his combat strength was no less than theirs.

Since the opponent could slaughter Bi Fenkong in broad daylight.

Does this mean that even if Yun Taixu had fought this person to the death, he might not have been able to save his life?

That's not just what he thinks.

The long-eared, bald old man standing on the fifth floor of the Five Blessings Pavilion also looked gloomy. He exerted all his mental energy to protect the white-robed young man who was unconscious with his eyes closed.

Fearing that the slightest movement might cause the prince to fall into a deep sleep from which he would never wake up again.

"Save him first, and give me a hand. That person's appearance is so unusual, we'll be able to find out his identity sooner or later."

Long-eared Buddha Dong Chengfa's forehead was covered in sweat.

He sensed that, under the protection of his true energy, Prince Ji Wenli's spirit was like a flickering lamp in the dark night, gradually weakening.

The spiritual energy sensed was like a pancake that had been taken a big bite out of.

Furthermore, because the force of biting is too great, the dough will break into pieces and fall apart into a clump.

Dong Chengfa dared not imagine how he would explain himself to the prince.

Under the protection of these two top-tier masters, their most beloved son was on the verge of death. What will their reaction be next?
"Save people, okay, save people."

When Yun Taixu circulated his true energy, his ice-jade-like spiritual power slowly probed in.

The two of them worked together and finally stopped Ji Wenli's mind from collapsing.

It took about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea for his battered spirit to stabilize.

In addition, he took medication to calm his mind.

"it hurts."

Ji Wenli made a sound and struggled to move.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

As Ji Wenli slowly opened his eyes, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the two great masters, but gradually, their smiles froze.

Ji Wenli, lying on the couch, frowned, looking somewhat bewildered, but his eyes shone with a dazed and confused light.

The first question he asked was, "Where am I? Who am I?"

"What are you two old men doing? Mother, Mother, I want milk..."

"Your Highness, you..."

Even with his strong Buddhist heart, Dong Chengfa, the Buddha with long ears, was completely devastated at this moment.

If they don't recognize themselves, they can explain it as a head injury causing temporary memory loss.

This situation occasionally occurs.

If people occasionally let the amnesiac person experience familiar things, they may gradually recover.

However, asking for milk is a bit much.

This proves that the brain has suffered irreversible damage; in sectarian terminology, it's called "soul damage."

Judging from this, it's far more than just a loss of memory.

His mouth was crooked and he was drooling, oh my god...

Da Xueshan Yun Taixu's face turned bright red. With a swift movement, he appeared ten feet away from the Five Blessings Pavilion. He grabbed the armored general who had rushed over and coldly demanded, "Have you found out who that person is?"

"Reporting to my lord, this man has been fighting with Mr. Bi all the way, destroying mountains and ridges along the way. Many people have seen him chasing after us from the direction of Liyang City."

Yu Chifeng, a guard of the Prince's mansion, was wearing armor, and his face appeared even darker than usual.

It is true that people sit at home, and disasters come from heaven.

If this matter is not resolved properly, the two high priests will only suffer neglect and resentment.

Therefore, as a guard, his dereliction of duty could lead to the downfall of his entire family, including his parents.

"Judging from this person's appearance, at such a young age, the most likely candidate to possess such formidable swordsmanship and martial arts skills is Lu Wubing, the young master of the Tianxing Sect."

In his desperation, Yu Chifeng was grasping at straws. Even if he wasn't sure and was just guessing, he still had to pinpoint a target.

Although he didn't quite believe that a young disciple of the Tianxing Sect could kill the sect leader of the Ziyang Sect, which was also one of the Three Divine Peaks.

Even if it's impossible, it has to be possible; you have to find someone to take the fall, right?

"Hasn't the Tianxing Sect fallen into decline? Its sect leader, Ouyang Zheng, can't even break through to the Innate Realm. He has completely disgraced his ancestors."

Once they've freed up their resources, they won't even be able to protect their own territory. What audacity they would have to come knocking on their door!

Yun Taixu narrowed his long, narrow eyes slightly, noticing something amiss.

"Wasn't it said that the most outstanding disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect was its eldest disciple, Yue Lingfeng? When did this damned Lu Wubing suddenly appear?"

"My lord, you may not know this, but although Yue Lingfeng is extraordinary, he is only a rising star. At most, he is comparable in strength to the Thirteen Iron-Blooded Eagles of the Ziyang Sect, and is not necessarily stronger than Xiao Hongying."

However, Lu Wubing is different. Not long ago, the Tianxing Sect held a grand competition among the three sects. This young man overwhelmed many disciples with a single sword strike and won the position of young sect leader.

Yue Lingfeng, I heard, never survived three sword strikes in his hands.

"Is that also a junior disciple?"

Yun Taixu still didn't quite believe it.

No matter how strong a rising star is, he can only ever be a second-rate or first-rate figure in the martial arts world.

They are far from being at the level of a master of innate talent.

Martial arts are not a myth.

It cannot be accomplished overnight.

Leaving aside the experience of life-or-death battles, one needs to grow up amidst bloodshed and carnage.

Take internal energy cultivation, for example; it's something that can't be achieved quickly through any shortcuts or tricks.

It takes time to hone one's inner strength and open one's meridians, bit by bit.

No matter how rare or precious the natural treasures, they are only supplementary. If one's cultivation level is insufficient, digesting them is not so easy.

“It might really be him,” came the voice of Dong Chengfa, the long-eared Buddha.

His expression was one of deep concern.

"Some exceptional geniuses cannot be judged by common sense."

During the day, I heard news that this boy had fought back fiercely against three innate masters who joined forces to attack him in Mingyang City.

He took three lives in just ten moves?

"Which three are they?"

Yun Taixu did not doubt the words of the Long-Eared Buddha, because he knew that this man had cultivated the Buddhist divine hearing ability and had trained his ears to be almost as big as a pig's.

With large ears that catch the wind, one can hear for miles around, hearing everything in great detail.

When it comes to being well-informed and uncovering secrets, no one can compare.

No matter what commotion occurred in Fengling City, it could not escape the notice of this long-eared Buddha.

Therefore, his first question was which three innate masters were so unlucky.

You must understand that the world is both vast and small.

In the context of war between two countries and the vast world, there are countless innate masters.

But those are only the most powerful figures who have cultivated themselves out of a huge number of people.

In a city or region, it would be very difficult to even find a top-tier martial arts master.

In some small towns, even second-rate martial artists can open their own schools and be considered top-tier masters in the city.

Not to mention some rural towns and mountainous areas.

Therefore, while there are many naturally gifted masters, they are by no means a dime a dozen.

Under Prince Gong's command, one could easily become a high-ranking official.

Living in a luxurious mansion, enjoying beautiful women and gourmet food, is an unparalleled honor.

For a powerhouse of this caliber to be slaughtered like a chicken... to be killed by a young man even when surrounded by three people is simply outrageous.

"I met one of them a few days ago, and he even taught me a move called 'Flowing Clouds and Flying Snow'."

Dong Chengfa sighed.

"Xue Liang, it was him. Did he die even when he teamed up with someone else?"
That kid's swordsmanship is truly extraordinary. He has mastered the Panlong Saber of Jingtao Pavilion to the point where the saber seems to possess a living spirit.

Seeing his overwhelming murderous aura that day, I passed on to him the secret art of nurturing a mysterious sword—it was fate. But unexpectedly, he died.

"And then there's Xie Qinglong, the leader of the Pai Gang, who is no ordinary man either..."

The last one was Gu Taihe of the Ziyang Sect. It is said that upon seeing the other two barely defeated, he turned and fled. However, he was beheaded outside Mingyang City after escaping only ten miles.

"Gu Taihe? That's right, that must be it."

Yun Taixu understood something.

The purpose of the elders and disciples of the Ziyang Sect going to Mingyang City is self-evident.

As a result, he ran into a brick wall and was killed in retaliation.

Bi Fenkong, the sect leader of the Ziyang Sect, saw his disciples being killed and went to take revenge.

That makes sense. Then, he was chased all the way to Fengling City, and finally died in front of them.

"How old is that person?"

“Seventeen or eighteen years old,” Yu Chifeng said bitterly.

"It's him."

Yun Taixu clapped his hands, his expression stern.

"How dare you kill someone in front of me? Let me see just how strong this rising star really is!"

Thinking back to how his sword had missed its mark earlier, and how his opponent had vanished in such a bizarre and mysterious way.

Yun Taixu's face was flushed red, as if it were burning with flames.

Despite his name, Taixu, he is not a humble and serene person. Instead, he has a fiery temper and does whatever comes to mind.

“Benefactor Yun, I think it would be better to think twice before acting. Have you considered that a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old with such strong swordsmanship skills must have been taught by someone else?”

"Master, are you saying that there are still highly skilled individuals living in the Heavenly Star Sect?"

“If not for that, where did he get his skills? I think it’s impossible for Ouyang Zheng and his wife to have taught him.”

The long-eared Buddha Dong Chengfa's eyes were full of wisdom. He twitched his ears and looked up towards the south. He sneered, "The Bright Moon Sect is fine, but we have no choice but to fight the Demonic Sect's Ten Thousand Beasts Hall."

But why did the Tianxing Sect dare to show its power in Mingyang City and oppose the imperial court?

They showed no mercy, slaughtering members of the Pai Gang and Ziyang Sect.

Where did they get their confidence? "We'll storm Liyang City and wipe out all the experts of the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall..."

"Yes, something's not right."

Upon being reminded of this, Yun Taixu's anger melted away like ice and snow.

The overall situation of the world is such that a single move can have far-reaching consequences.

Every sect, every martial artist, and every individual's actions are inevitably guided by their underlying mindset.

Ordinary people without power usually just swallow their anger and keep quiet...

When oppressed, they can only swallow their tears and blood.

I have no choice but to endure it.

Acting impulsively can lead to more serious consequences.

When a person is no longer afraid, no matter what the situation, they will draw their sword and fight back.

It has nothing to do with temperament, but rather with strength...

So, what does the Heavenly Star Sect rely on?

Which of their patriarchs is still alive?

If one of those old relics were to suddenly appear, with the foundation of the former number one sword sect in the world, who could underestimate them, and who would dare to underestimate them?

"Let the Prince worry about this. We must not act rashly, lest we ruin the overall situation."

Furthermore, my fellow disciple Kucan at Chengxin Temple outside the city has already passed away. The Buddha, in his compassion… surely could not bear to see him die with his eyes wide open, and someone will avenge his blood feud.”

"The long-eared Buddha said leisurely."

"What? You mean the monk Kucan died too? When did that happen?"

"Just a quarter of an hour ago, Bi Fenkong passed by Chengxin Temple, and for some reason, Senior Brother Kucan helped him stop that young man. As a result, alas..."

The long-eared Buddha's ears twitched as he listened to news from ten miles away, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

He was killed in just two exchanges with a single sword strike.

That man was not only fast with his sword, but also very fierce.

Even if he is confident that he is no less than anyone else, he is genuinely unwilling to face such an enemy alone.

Who knows what kind of fighting power the opponent will unleash?
Young people are hot-tempered and energetic, and they can create miracles at any time.

Whether it's a miracle or not, the Buddha with long ears is already 103 years old. He has seen too many things and doesn't care about them.

But he was absolutely unwilling to have his reputation used as a stepping stone to a miracle.

What's more, what if there's an old relic from the Heavenly Star Sect following behind him?

That's a bit hard to say.

He glanced at the prince, who was jumping around on the Wufu Tower, as happy as a child, and felt a wave of helplessness wash over him.

I hope it can be cured.

If the world knew that Prince Gong's heir, Ji Wenli, had been beaten into an idiot and was unable to take care of himself...

Forget about grand ambitions; the situation that Prince Gong painstakingly built up will likely collapse in an instant.

……

"It's the Long-Eared Buddha Dong Chengfa and the Great Snow Mountain Ancient Monster, retreat quickly."

At this moment, Ouyang Zheng felt as if his head was about to explode.

After greeting Master Yuncang and his junior brother Shen Liancheng, they hurriedly left Fengling City.

They came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Ever since hearing the sounds of clashing energy coming from the northwest, they have been chasing after it in a hurry.

But they chased and ran all the way.

They didn't even have a chance to intervene in the battle.

The two people in front, even with a combination of running and fighting, were much faster than the two of them walking.

This makes one feel quite ashamed.

They witnessed the earth collapsing and the sky splitting open.

They saw the corpse of Master Ming of the Ziyang Sect, whose head had been blown off by a single sword strike.

They also saw the once arrogant Senior Brother Bi Fenkong fleeing in such a panic.

My feelings were incredibly complex.

fierce.

Too fierce.

As a result, Shen Liancheng and Master Yuncang would occasionally glance at Ouyang Zheng.

They genuinely wanted to know how they had taught that junior disciple, Lu.

Could it be that Senior Brother Ouyang (or Junior Brother Ouyang) is also keeping his true abilities hidden?

Logically speaking, someone who is already this skilled as an apprentice should be able to achieve this.

As the master, if you're not a bit tough, how can that be right?

Ouyang Zhengze secretly groaned.

A heavy pressure weighed on his heart, and he was even a little confused about who his master was.

What did this apprentice say?

Good is good.

It's just too good.

Not only did he intentionally or unintentionally guide my swordsmanship, enabling me to break through the innate barrier and comprehend the essence of swordsmanship.

Even when he was unable to suppress the evil sword of the primordial spirit, he would offer precious medicines and secret techniques as if offering help in the snow.

She even pretended to be asking for advice and secretly revealed to him the secret method of the Seven Emotions Sound that vents fierce emotions.

Purple Heart Pill can concentrate the spirit and purify the soul...

The Azure Sky Chant can suppress evil spirits.

These pills and secret techniques are all treasures specifically designed to counteract the emotions associated with the Yuanling Sword Technique.

It's rare that he brought it all over at once.

And, quite coincidentally, each time, it was given to myself.

Even if Ouyang Zheng were stupid, he should have realized it by now.

I felt both worried and happy.

The good news is that, clearly, the Heavenly Star Sect has produced a dragon.

Without relying on any ancestral masters or predecessors, just one disciple was enough to ensure the safety of the Tianxing Sect for a hundred years.

It might even allow the Heavenly Star Sect to advance to a higher level, becoming even more powerful than in its heyday.

What worries me is that my youngest disciple has undoubtedly also practiced the Yuanling Sword Technique.

Moreover, instead of exerting all his strength to restrain himself like I do, he indulges himself recklessly.

This allows for a significant increase in mental strength, a drive to break through limitations, and a consistent level of power surpassing even the Yuanling Sword Intent.

How dangerous is this road?
Ouyang Zheng felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it.

Anyway, he felt that if he did that, he would definitely die, and he would fall into demonic possession in no time.

But could Lu Wubing do that?

Can one maintain their true self and continuously suppress demonic intent?
With a feeling of trepidation.

Then, he saw Lu Wubing kill the monk Kucan.

We also witnessed him forcefully killing Bi Fenkong in front of the Grand Master of the Prince Gong's Mansion. Furthermore, he also beat the Prince Gong's heir to the point of being unable to determine whether he was alive or dead.

This is a big deal.

The whole world is our enemy; the whole world is our enemy!

How will this end?

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(End of this chapter)