Is this NPC even playable if it's not nerfed?

Chapter 38 The Extremely Old Temple, Immortal Elder Zuo Ming

"Elder, does our sect have many enemies?"

The group was puzzled. Wasn't the Huangsha faction supposed to live deep in the desert and have little contact with the outside world?
From what the elders are saying, it sounds like their sect has many enemies.
"Too much? That's way too much."

"Our Huangsha Sect is the number one sect in the desert. Although it has been dormant for many years, every year there are still many so-called righteous people who go to the desert to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path."

"Shaolin, Wudang, Huashan, Hengshan, Tianshan, etc., all have a blood feud with our Huangsha Sect."

The ringleader of that great calamity thirty years ago was a member of the Shaolin and Wudang sects.

Without any reason, they beat up the Huangsha faction on trumped-up charges.

How many elite troops were killed or wounded?

This feud has been formed.

As long as they can get revenge, the Huangsha Sect will never give up any opportunity.

"As long as you kill their disciples and take their heads, you can exchange them for contribution points."

The elder was making empty promises.

Where are the players?

"An alien? If you can provide their identification tags to prove you killed them, that would count."

The elder continued to make empty promises.

"Elder Xie, we will definitely avenge our sect."

……

Hangzhou.

The council chamber of the yamen (government office).

There were four tables, two long and two short.

Short tables were placed on the left and right sides above, where the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the chief constable of the Six Doors sat respectively.

The constables and imperial guards stood behind their respective leaders.

The long table below is also divided into left and right sections.

Those seated are the leaders and deputies of the righteous and demonic factions in the martial arts world.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha."

A hearty laugh rang out from outside the council chamber.

A figure descended from the sky, stepping on the void, and landed in the seat.

"Nan Haotian, you're not dead yet."

The powerful figure of the demonic path, seated on the right, couldn't help but scoff at the seated hero.

"Old ghost Shu, you're still alive, how could I bear to die before you?"

Nan Haotian, who had taken his seat, showed no mercy to the other party and retorted sharply.

The two of them are respectively the leader of the righteous Haotian Sect and the head of the demonic Guiyin Mountain Sect. Their forces are enemies with a history of grudges spanning hundreds of years.

Whenever the imperial court organizes a martial arts gathering, these two always end up exchanging insults.

However, the atmosphere in the council hall was not right at this moment. The two powerful figures on the throne did not get into a fight. They just exchanged a few words and then calmed down.

"Greetings, Lord Catcher, Commander, and fellow martial arts practitioners. I am late, please forgive me."

A wisp of white smoke fell through the gaps in the roof tiles.

It coalesced into a human form, transforming into an old man with white hair and a white beard.

The Ji Lao Guan, whose full name is the Antarctic Longevity Immortal Temple, is a rather mysterious sect in the martial arts world. Its master is the old man in front of us, the Old Man Zuo Ming.

Legend has it that the Ji Lao Guan Temple possesses a martial arts lineage closest to Taoism and holds the secret to longevity.

The old man Zuo Ming before us is 150 years old, with a very high seniority in the martial arts world, and is also a guest of honor of the Emperor of Dayong.

"Please sit down, sir."

The constable stood up to show his respect.

Before entering the imperial court, the God of Catchers had received guidance from the old man Zuo Ming, who had been kind to him.

In contrast, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard only glanced at him briefly, his face showing little expression.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard was the emperor's personal army, adhering to the principle of imperial supremacy. Before imperial power, everything else had to give way, regardless of seniority.

"It seems there are still a few people who haven't arrived yet."

Old Man Zuo Ming looked at the seats on both sides and found that there were vacancies in both the righteous and demonic paths.

"The Huangsha Party still has grievances about the incident thirty years ago when we accidentally injured them, so they refused to attend this meeting."

The Wudang master, a member of the righteous sects, answered the question somewhat embarrassedly.

The Shaolin abbot beside him was shameless, showing no embarrassment whatsoever. Instead, he wore a compassionate expression, which drew disdain from the many experts on the demonic path.

Why didn't the Huangsha faction come? Don't those hypocrites have any self-awareness?
They beat someone up for no reason. Afterwards, they offered no compensation and even tried to make the best of a mistake by completely eradicating the Huangsha Sect. If the Huangsha Sect's stronghold hadn't been so well hidden, it wouldn't exist today.

Moreover, the Huangsha Sect and the righteous forces already had a history of enmity.

These hypocrites attack the Huangsha Faction every now and then under the guise of eliminating evil and protecting the righteous path.

The key point is that in the past, the Huangsha faction accepted being beaten, because they really deserved it.

But thirty years ago, it was a completely undeserved disaster.

They have ideas, but they haven't even started yet, and you've already come here with the intention of eradicating their lineage.

It would be a miracle if the Huangsha faction could forgive them.

"What about the Qingcheng Sect?"

Although the Qingcheng Sect is not the most prestigious sect, they were one of the participants thirty years ago.

Therefore, logically speaking, they should also be present.

"Qingcheng Sect".

"They, this..."

"It's hard to put into words."

The sect leaders exchanged glances, then lowered their heads in unison. The commander and the God of Arrest above remained silent.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange again.

"Is there something you can't say about it?"

"Then I will not ask any further."

Old Man Zuo Ming noticed the strangeness in everyone's eyes but did not press the matter further.

Once the number of people had reached a reasonable level, the God of Catchers above began the discussion.

The content was very concise; it was a discussion about how the various factions should deal with the Demon Yin Sect.

The discussion lasted until late at night.

"Lord Catcher, Commander, may I ask, how much longer until the prisoner arrives?"

"That young talent who killed the remnants of the Demon Yin Sect is also a great talent. I really want to meet him."

"Immortal, they have already set off with the prisoners. The journey is a bit long, and we will have to wait for another half a month."

"It's alright, I can wait."

"Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan, I never expected that such a talented person could emerge from such a remote place as Wangyou County."

“Immortal, his father is Lu Xingzhi.”

"Lu Xingzhi? It's him. I thought highly of him back then, but unfortunately, he was unlucky and suffered a misfortune. But didn't his wife and children die? Lu Yuan is his son from his second marriage?"

……

A secluded temple in the mountains.

Lu Yuan looked at the dilapidated statue in front of him with a hint of curiosity.

The statue before me is clearly depicted and has not been blurred by wind and rain.

However, he could not recognize the deity standing before him.

"Chief Constable, what are you looking at?"

“This statue is made of stone, not gold. I’ve seen it.”

Er Gouzi gathered a lot of firewood and curiously came over.

From the moment he entered the temple, Lu Yuan had been staring at the statue in front of him.

He stared at it for a while, but the statue was still the same statue, and there was nothing strange about it.

"No."

"I'm just curious about which deity is enshrined in this temple."