In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 147 With such a disciple in life, what more could one ask for?
Upon hearing Gu Shaoan's assessment, Yang Yan exclaimed in astonishment, "Such a big difference?"

Gu Shaoan explained, "What Miss Shangguan used three years ago was the famous technique of Young Master Wuhen, 'Scattered Gold Coins in a Rain of Flowers,' which was created using a special technique combined with internal energy and true qi, so that even the lightest gold sand contained special internal energy."

"Whether in terms of power or sophistication, even within the Tang Clan, few can compare to it, let alone Sect Leader Xianyu. Your comparison is tantamount to comparing the fake skills of street performers with those of a prestigious martial arts school."

While they were talking, Xianyu Tong had already tested all the steps with iron beads.

Freed from the constraints of the mechanisms, the group quickly ascended to the expansive platform atop the mountain.

As the members of the six major sects stepped onto the last stone step at the summit, a vast expanse suddenly opened up before them.

A vast, open platform stretched out before them.

The platform is paved with huge, polished, bluish-gray rocks, which fit together perfectly and remain as smooth as a mirror even after years of wind and rain. Combined with the rock carvings on both sides, the entire mountaintop exudes a sense of weight and solemnity.

In the very center of the square stands a magnificent circular altar.

The altar is entirely carved and stacked from a huge, dark red stone that appears to contain flame patterns. It is several meters high and consists of three layers. The edges of each layer are carved with intricate and mysterious flame patterns as well as Persian script that looks like pictures.

At the very top of the altar, in a huge circular recess made of gold and unidentified black stone, golden flames were burning fiercely.

At this moment, two thousand Ming Cult disciples stood ready in front of the altar.

In the distance, in front of the main hall of Bright Peak, there were nearly a thousand Ming Cult disciples, all bearing injuries, stationed.

Despite their injuries, the thousand wounded Ming Cult disciples resembled a pack of wolves trapped on the edge of a cliff.

As the disciples of the six major sects approached, the two sides stood ten feet apart.

All eyes were on the two leaders of the Ming Cult.

One of them was an elderly man with white hair and beard, but he did not have the usual sense of old age. On the contrary, he was particularly robust, with his broad frame supporting his blue robe. His imposing presence was like a towering mountain, and his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's.

He was Yin Tianzheng, one of the four protectors of the Ming Cult, the White-browed Eagle King.

Beside him was a man who looked to be in his forties.

The man was dressed in a moon-white long robe, and his face was quite handsome and refined. The few crow's feet at the corners of his eyes added to his calm and composed demeanor after years of life.

Just standing there, he exudes an aloof and arrogant air, as if he were a leader among men.

The moment her gaze fell upon the man, Abbess Miejue unconsciously tightened her grip on the sword sheath with her left hand.

"Yang Xiao."

The two words were practically squeezed out by Abbess Miejue through clenched teeth, her voice revealing no trace of her hatred.

Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan also heard the sound and followed Abbess Miejue's gaze to look at Yang Xiao.

Seemingly having heard the voice of Extinction, Yang Xiao's gaze also turned to Extinction Master, his eyes flashing with the same chilling killing intent.

At the same time, Gu Shaoan's gaze also fell on Yang Xiao.

With Gu Shaoan's current medical skills, he could tell from Yang Xiao's complexion that although Yang Xiao looked somewhat tired, there were no signs of injury.

After a moment's thought, Gu Shaoan understood.

Zhang Wuji was still lying in the Wudang camp, seriously injured, while the Five Wanderers were killed by Abbess Miejue and Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang Sect.

Finding no opportunity, Cheng Kun, hiding in the shadows, naturally dared not show himself.

Just then, Master Kongzhi of Shaolin Temple finally uttered a loud Buddhist chant.

“Amitabha! Benefactor Yang, Benefactor Yin, things have come to this point, the Ming Cult’s fate is sealed, why add to the bloodshed?”

Kongzhi's voice was calm and clear, reaching everyone's ears through the transmission of true essence.

Upon hearing Master Kongzhi's words, many of the Ming Cult disciples looked at Yang Xiao and the White-browed Eagle King in front of them, their eyes unconsciously revealing a hint of anticipation.

However, upon hearing Kong Zhi's words, Yang Xiao's lips curled into a mocking smile, and he let out a short, cold laugh as he looked up at the sky:

"Heh, the tide has turned? Master Kongzhi, what makes you say that?"

He turned slightly to the side, pointed to the Ming Cult disciples behind him, and said coldly, "Does the master think that we have retreated here to await our execution? They, along with me, Yang Xiao, and the Eagle King, are now the sacred flame of the Ming Cult."

"Even if we are destined to perish today, we will use our flesh and blood to burn the lives of more than half of your disciples as fuel."

"Even if I, Yang Xiao, die, I will take one or two sect leaders with me."

"I wonder if Master Kongzhi's return to the sect with heavy casualties is considered a loss or a victory."

Upon hearing this, He Taichong's face tightened, and he shouted sharply, "You think you can take down thousands of elite troops from the six major sects with your remnants? You're dreaming!"

Even so, a hint of surprise and calculation flashed quickly in the depths of his eyes.

Not only He Taichong, but also the Five Elders of Kongtong and Xianyu Tong were the same.

They knew that Yang Xiao was not bluffing. With the situation at this point, the six major sects ascending Bright Peak would be like driving a dog into a dead end for these Ming Cult disciples.

The remaining members of the Ming Cult, unwilling to die, had no choice but to rise up and fight the enemy.

In this chaotic battle involving thousands of people, even the elders and leaders of each sect were too busy to protect all their disciples.

When the battle ends, Kunlun, Kongtong, and Huashan Sword Sects will likely suffer more than half their losses, just as Yang Xiao predicted.

As his gaze swept over Xianyu Tong, He Taichong, and the others, a look of realization flashed in Gu Shaoan's eyes.

"No wonder he hasn't shown up all this time; it turns out he was planning this."

The Green-Winged Bat King and the Five Wanderers were killed, and the Purple-Robed Dragon King and the Golden-Haired Lion King were no longer with the Ming Cult.

Currently, only two masters of the Ming Cult remain: White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng and Yang Xiao.

Gu Shaoan had originally thought that Yin Tianzheng and Yang Xiao would personally intervene in the next few days.

However, for several days in a row, there was no news of the other five factions fighting against Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng.

It now appears that Yang Xiao and the White-browed Eagle King did not make a move, and even deliberately left behind a group of elite Ming Cult disciples, all for the purpose of intimidation at this moment.

Kongzhi had just succeeded as the head of Shaolin Temple. This time, he organized the six major sects to besiege Bright Peak, hoping to use the Ming Cult to increase his achievements and reputation, and make his position more secure.

However, of the thousand Shaolin disciples brought out, only a few hundred returned in the end.

Kong Zhi's approach is bound to be criticized.

As for the Kongtong Sect, Kunlun Sect, and Huashan Sword Sect, needless to say.

The three factions had already suffered heavy casualties.

If we fight another bloody battle, even if the Ming Cult is destroyed, the elite disciples brought by the three factions this time will probably only be left in the double digits.

If I'm not mistaken, Yang Xiao's next move is to offer some benefits in exchange for the Shaolin, Kongtong, and other sects withdrawing their troops.

Not only Gu Shaoan, but also Abbess Miejue and Abbess Juechen had a vague idea of ​​Yang Xiao's current intentions.

When her gaze swept over He Taichong and the others, Abbess Miejue's expression darkened.

He then said in a cold voice, "Even when death is imminent, you still think of underhanded ways to disrupt the morale of the army. Today, the six major sects have gathered here to destroy your Ming Cult. If we give up now, what will happen to the disciples who have died these days? How will the martial arts world view the six major sects?"

Upon hearing Miejue's words, Master Kongzhi of Shaolin also realized what was happening.

The arrow has already left the bowstring; how can it be stopped?
A Pyrrhic victory is still a victory.

However, if you suddenly stop at this point, even if you gain benefits afterward, your reputation will be ruined.

Putting aside others, Kongzhi's return to Shaolin will inevitably become a handle for his competitors.

After understanding the implications, Master Kongzhi put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the nun is right. I was attached to appearances."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Kongzhi stared at Yang Xiao with a hint of hostility in his eyes.

"Extinction."

At the same time, Yang Xiao looked at Abbess Miejue who had spoken, and the killing intent in his heart could no longer be concealed. His eyes were fixed on Abbess Miejue.

Staring coldly at Yang Xiao, Abbess Miejue said in a cold voice, "No matter how eloquently you speak, you will not escape death today. The Ming Cult will be destroyed today, and you, Yang Xiao, will also die. Even if Yang Dingtian came, he could not save you today."

Just then, a loud shout suddenly came from the direction of Wudang. "Yang Xiao, you villain, prepare to die—"

Immediately afterwards, a figure used his lightness skill to leap into the arena.

It was Yin Liting from the Seven Heroes.

Yin Liting raised his longsword, aimed it at Yang Xiao, and said in a chilling tone, "Yang Xiao, today I will kill you to avenge Xiao Fu."

When faced with Yin Liting charging towards him, Yang Xiao first frowned.

But upon hearing the person Yin Liting mentioned, his usually calm face showed a dramatic change for the first time. Instead of the previous cold sarcasm, a deep pain surfaced on his face.

A few breaths later, Yang Xiao said angrily, "Sixth Hero Zhang, if you want revenge, you shouldn't come to me, but to her."

As he spoke, Yang Xiao raised his hand and pointed at Abbess Miejue.

"It was her, Abbess Miejue of the Emei Sect, who personally killed Xiaofu."

These words immediately caused an uproar among those around them.

Everyone stared blankly at Abbess Miejue.

"Wha, what?"

Yin Liting was struck dumb, his sword abruptly halting in mid-air. He froze on the spot, staring incredulously at Abbess Miejue, his eyes filled with immense shock and confusion, as if even his thoughts had stopped.

"Master, Fu-mei...did you...kill her?"

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Abbess Miejue's body trembled almost imperceptibly beneath her wide Taoist robe, but her icy gaze remained unwavering.

Meeting Yin Liting's almost collapsing gaze, and the stares of everyone in the square, she coldly said, "That's right, Ji Xiaofu was indeed killed by this humble nun herself."

The sound was clearly audible, causing an uproar among the six major sects.

Not to mention the disciples of the Emei Sect, even Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan showed surprise at the same time and couldn't help but look at Abbess Miejue.

Yang Yan and Zhou Zhiruo both knew that Abbess Miejue had once had another disciple.

But what caused Ji Xiaofu's death, not only Yang Yan, but even Zhou Zhiruo didn't know.

Neither of them had imagined that Ji Xiaofu, like Ding Minjun, would be executed by Miejue herself.

The disciples of the other six factions also began to whisper among themselves.

When his gaze fell upon Abbess Miejue, his expression changed slightly.

Yin Liting staggered back a step, instinctively asking, "Why?"

Just then, Gu Shaoan suddenly stepped forward and said calmly, "Senior Yin's question should not be directed at my master."

Before Yin Liting could speak, Gu Shaoan spoke again: "I am deeply grateful to my master for his kindness. I joined Emei when I was young and know my master well. Although he is fiery, he is by no means a bully. He often teaches me not to do evil because it is small, and not to neglect good because it is small. Over the years, my master's actions have always been upright and have never gone astray. He is well-regarded in the martial arts world."

Hearing Gu Shaoan's words, the people from the six major sects around him couldn't help but nod.

Although Abbess Miejue's personality and actions were domineering and fierce, her character was as Gu Shaoan said, universally praised, and no one could find fault with her.

At this moment, Gu Shaoan changed the subject, saying, "I have never doubted my master. On the contrary, regarding my second senior sister, I have been a member of Emei for many years, yet I know very little. How do you know so much about the cause of my second senior sister's death? I wonder if you could tell everyone why my master would kill his own disciple?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao on the other side was speechless.

Yang Xiao, who was eloquent just a moment ago, suddenly fell silent. Seeing the change in Yang Xiao, everyone knew that there was more to the story.

Looking at Gu Shaoan, who was now taller than her, who had walked up to her, Abbess Miejue's eyes flickered slightly.

While others around him began to suspect him without knowing the reason, his own disciple stood up and stood firmly in front of him, unconditionally believing in him.

This feeling also warmed Abbess Miejue's heart.

"If one could have such a life, what more could one ask for?"

After thinking for a moment, Abbess Miejue took a deep breath and then patted Gu Shaoan on the shoulder.

Upon seeing this, Gu Shaoan immediately stepped back a few paces and stood beside Miejue.

Abbess Miejue's gaze was fixed on Yang Xiao, whose expression had changed drastically, as if she wanted to tear him apart.

Then, looking at Yin Liting, he said, "This wicked disciple has betrayed his sect, disobeyed his master's orders, and even had an affair with the demonic Yang Xiao, disgracing the sect and tarnishing the reputation of Emei."

“Such behavior is no different from betraying our sect. According to the rules of our Emei sect, he should be killed.”

As she uttered the words "should be killed," Abbess Miejue's left hand, gripping the scabbard, tightened suddenly, her nails almost digging into the hard ebony scabbard. Her already fair fingertips turned deathly pale from the excessive force.

Now that things had come to this point, Abbess Juechen did not remain silent. Instead, she addressed Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Yan, saying, "Ji Xiaofu was originally an orphan girl brought back by your senior uncle Gu Hongzi during his travels. It was only because your senior uncle Gu Hongzi spoke up that I accepted this child as my disciple."

"Because Ji Xiaofu was brought back by Senior Brother Gu Hongzi, he doted on her extremely, even more so than his own flesh and blood."

"Senior Sister and Senior Brother Gu Hongzi have a very good relationship and are engaged. Because of her affection for Xiao Fu, she is also very good to her and even intends to pass on the position of the next leader of the Emei Sect to her."

At this point, Abbess Juechen paused, then continued, "However, many years ago, Senior Brother Gu Hongzi died because of Yang Xiao. This is an irreconcilable enmity. Logically speaking, even if we disregard the bond between fellow disciples, we should at least consider the life-saving grace and the kindness of being raised, and avenge Senior Brother Gu Hongzi."

"But after she became engaged to Yin Liuxia of Wudang, she had an affair with Yang Xiao, the man who killed her master, and even became pregnant. You can imagine how my senior sister felt at the time. Even though my senior sister had given Xiaofu a chance to redeem herself, the child still protected Yang Xiao in every way. My senior sister had no choice but to..."

At this point, Abbess Juechen did not continue speaking.

But the matter couldn't be clearer.

"You're talking nonsense, my mother isn't that kind of person."

However, at that moment, a woman suddenly stepped out from behind Yang Xiao, pointed at Miejue, and spoke angrily.

Hearing the woman's words, how could the others from the six major sects not know her identity?

She was none other than Ji Xiaofu and Yang Xiao's daughter.

In an instant, the thoughts of the six major sects changed, and no one felt that Abbess Miejue had done anything wrong in executing Ji Xiaofu.

He colluded with evil cult members, disgraced the sect, and defied his master's orders.

Such a heartless disciple—if they were in their shoes, they would never have shown him any mercy.

In an instant, when everyone looked at Abbess Miejue, their expressions were no longer strange as before; instead, they felt more sympathy for her, for she had actually taken in such a heartless disciple.

Abbess Miejue first glanced at Yin Liting, taking in his bewildered expression, and couldn't help but sigh.

Then she looked at Song Yuanqiao and said, "There are hidden reasons. If I were to tell the truth, I would worry that it would affect the reputation of Wudang. That is why I have kept it a secret until now. I hope that Sect Leader Song will not take offense."

Song Yuanqiao returned the greeting and said, "The nun meant well, I understand."

The marriage alliance between the Emei and Wudang sects is no secret.

If it were to become known that the disciple who was married to Yin Liting, one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, was actually having an affair with a demonic cult member, it would indeed have a significant impact on the Wudang sect.

Song Yuanqiao could understand why Abbess Miejue kept quiet about it.

Then, Song Yuanqiao glanced at the distraught Yin Liting, shook his head, and waved his hand.

After several elders from the Wudang Sect stepped forward and helped the swaying, unfocused Yin Liting back to the back, Song Yuanqiao's gaze towards Yang Xiao grew even colder, feeling that Yang Xiao was even more hateful than before.

The mountain wind howled, the sacred flame burned silently, leaving only the sorrowful Yin Liting, as if he had lost his soul.

With her long-held secrets revealed, Abbess Miejue stopped wasting words.

After taking a few steps forward, she pointed her long sword at Yang Xiao and said, "Yang Xiao, today I will settle the score with you for the grudge against Senior Brother Gu Hongzi and the grudge against you for defiling my Emei disciples."

Yang Xiao already harbored resentment towards Abbess Miejue for killing Ji Xiaofu, and now that Abbess Miejue had exposed his affair with Ji Xiaofu, his hatred intensified.

Seeing that Abbess Miejue was going forward alone, Yang Xiao snorted coldly.

"It just so happens that I'll help Xiaofu get revenge today."

As he spoke, Yang Xiao's figure swept towards Miejue like a white rainbow the moment he circulated his true energy. He raised his hand and struck Miejue's face with a palm strike. His move was a killing blow, without holding back in the slightest.

(End of this chapter)