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Chapter 562 Intimidation (Thanks to the generous donation from Brother Ancient Demon Refining Prison)
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The sound came from behind the curtain.

The brief sleep seemed to pass in the blink of an eye, and the old man coughed as he slowly repeated himself.

"Do you have a problem with our Five Aggregates View?"

The man immediately fell silent—he had heard of the name of Mr. Chenghua, and although he had never seen him in person, he knew how powerful and influential the old man had been back then—but when he saw the body that seemed unable to even stand up, he secretly laughed out loud.

—How much skill can an old man who is not far from death have left now, no matter how powerful he was back then?

Moreover, the mastermind behind it all said that he just needed an excuse. As long as those third-generation disciples dared to kill, he wouldn't need to worry about what happened afterward. He would take advantage of the conflict to rescue him and then use that as a pretext to make his move.

Thinking about what the other party had promised, and then thinking about the wealth he couldn't earn in several lifetimes, he gritted his teeth.

—Damn it, fortune favors the bold, I'll take the gamble!

"Yes, it is indeed this junior. But Senior Chenghua, it's not that this junior has any objection, but I feel that what the temple did was indeed inappropriate."

There was no reply from inside the curtain, whether they hadn't heard clearly or had tacitly agreed, which put the guy at ease. He then spoke loudly with a humble smile.

“I have heard that your sect is extremely particular about rules, even regarding them as the foundation of your sect. This is clearly an act of usurpation. Although the thirty-six sects have not raised any objections yet, it would be inappropriate for them to know this.”

His only reply was a rather impatient one.

"You nagging bastard, are you never going to stop?"

Wait a minute, you're supposed to be the head of a sect, how can you speak so rudely?
Before he began his spiritual practice, this person was an eloquent debater who had defeated countless Confucian scholars with his words—some of whom had indeed become enraged and resorted to insults, but this was the first time I had ever seen someone launch a personal attack right from the start.

—But since he's a senior, I just need to back down a bit. The point is to make those third-generation disciples lose their temper and attack; there's no need to push this half-dead old man too far.
Thinking of this, he smiled and prepared to speak again.

however.

But this guy suddenly discovered
I can't open my mouth.

He initially thought it was a mouth cramp, so he reached out and pressed his jaw hard—but soon he realized something was wrong.

What I felt between my palms wasn't the touch of skin, but something extremely slippery.

He brought his hand up to his eyes again and realized it was wax.

The wax was scalding hot and beginning to melt.

what happened?
What's wrong with me?
The man looked up and saw only a series of mocking faces.

He disregarded his composure and scrambled to a table, struggling to pick up the bronze mirror and look at his face.

but.

How can they still have any shame?

However, it was a candle with two eyes that was burning with astonishing speed.

The man wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to ask for help, but no one was willing to lend a hand.

Finally, even the person who hired him showed a look of disgust.

—No, that's not right. It shouldn't be like this. Didn't you say that this is just a declining sect, propped up only by the face of a dying old man?
Unfortunately, he will never be able to ask that question.

A few minutes later, the clothes fell off, the flesh and bones were separated, and what was finally presented to everyone was just a pitch-black candlestick.

It was exactly the same as the ones around it.

Seeing the pitiful man's fate, the giant was the first to sneer.

"What an idiot! I haven't seen an idiot like him in years. He's a real rare find. If it weren't for Master Chenghua taking action, I would have really dragged him back to the sect, sewed his mouth and buttocks back on, and then sewed his buttocks back on his mouth. Then I would have kept him as a lucky charm and shown the disciples just how stupid he could be."

Wangmu Khenpo, standing to the side, remained silent, but simply clasped his hands together and softly chanted a dharma name.

Mingxiangu, who was engrossed in the food, looked up, glanced at it, and curled her lips in disdain. Then, as if she hadn't eaten in years, she continued to bury herself in the food.

It was unclear who had instigated this action. Seeing that no one objected, the old man leaned back on the cushion and said weakly.

"Alright, move that unsightly candlestick aside. Chen Wen, can you continue now?"

Another disabled old man nodded, then used his hunched body to wave a long banner and pray to Heaven over the lit incense burner.

"Now that incense and flowers are laid out, we dare to invite the Azure Phoenix to descend in its true chariot; with three resounding drumbeats, we respectfully await the radiant light of the Jade Chamber."

Like other Taoist rituals, this prayer was indeed long and tedious, and Zhou You, watching from the side, was quite drowsy—after waiting for a long time, it had only just begun.

However, at that moment, the paper figure in his hand made a sound again.

Has Aqua been found?
Zhou You's spirits lifted, and he quickly answered the call.

But all that came from the other end was Wang Chongming's panting words.

"Sir, sir, I have something to tell you."

".What's up?"

"First of all, I haven't found your junior brother—but don't worry, time is of the essence, listen to me first—we haven't found your junior brother, but we have found a disciple from the alchemy room, and it seems he knows some inside information."

"What about that person?"

Wang Chongming sounded somewhat awkward.

"Well, it's all our fault for being so incompetent. We thought he was just an ordinary disciple, but who knew he was a personal disciple—in short, we weren't paying attention and he got away."

Zhou You's expression darkened slightly, but he immediately asked.

"Then what do you need me to do?"

Wang Chongming took a few breaths with difficulty, and then said.

"But we've cornered him in a secluded spot, and the exits are currently blocked. He can't get out, and we can't get in either. I'm afraid we'll have to trouble you to come and deal with him."

—But I am attending a grand ceremony.

Zhou You ultimately didn't say those words aloud. Given Wang Chongming's personality, he would never bother him unless he was truly driven to the brink.

In the end, after asking for the location, he simply left with a single sentence.

"Wait."

After saying that, he cut the paper figure in half, first gesturing for Lin Yunshao to come over, and then suddenly grasped her hand—just as the girl blushed and was at a loss, he wrote a few words on her palm.

"I have something urgent to attend to and need to go out. What reason can I give?"

The little girl was taken aback for a moment, but immediately understood and wrote on Zhou You's palm with her finger as well.

"—This is the sect's grand ceremony, what are you doing out there?"

Zhou You only replied with two words.

"Aqua".

Upon seeing those two words, Lin Yunshao also showed an uneasy expression, but she quickly took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

A few seconds later, she opened her hand again and quickly wrote on Zhou You's hand.

"There's a rule in the sect called 'Chengming,' which I won't go into details about. You just need to tell your master, and he'll grant you permission to go out—but you only have two quarters of an hour. If you exceed that time, you'll be severely punished."

Zhou You didn't care about the so-called severe punishment at all. Instead, he raised his head and spoke to Master Chongxu, who was not far away.

"Master, I'm sorry, I have a problem here, and I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you with it."

(End of this chapter)