Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 372 You owe me so much

"Yes!"

Faced with Zhao Zhen's question, Zhao Fangxu nodded solemnly.

“These two guys aren’t particularly tough. They confessed everything before even getting on our bench, including the spirit-binding techniques they’ve learned.”

"Who taught them this skill of summoning and controlling spirits?"

"It was a mysterious person. They didn't know the person's true identity, but the person taught them how to control spirits and generals as soon as he made a move."

Yin Lin and Qian Lu's testimonies were consistent; they were approached by a mysterious masked man about three months ago.

The man offered them the complete inheritance of the Spirit Binding and Commanding Techniques as a condition for their cooperation with other Quanxing masters in ambushing Daoist Tian Jinzhong.

Although they had never seen each other's faces, they could not provide any further useful clues.

But they all mentioned that the person had a...cold, empty feeling about them, almost like they weren't alive!

"So that's it..."

Zhao Zhen rested her chin on her hand, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Indeed, if the mysterious man was using genuine spirit-binding and commanding techniques as bait, he could certainly entice these Quanxing members to do his bidding.

After all, the allure of the Eight Extraordinary Skills to extraordinary individuals is simply too great...

"Master, isn't 'Spirit Binding and Commanding Generals' one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques mastered by Feng Tianyang?"

"Yes, after Feng Tianyang was captured, he handed over the Spirit Control and Command to the Wang family in exchange for his life."

Zhao Zhen nodded.

"So, does that mean that mysterious person is from the Wang family?"

After a brief moment of thought, Zhao Zhen slowly shook his head.

"It's unlikely. Although the Wang family does have the power to control spirits and generals, they have no reason to use Quanxing to attack Tian Jinzhong, let alone risk their control over spirits and generals."

After all, Tian Jinzhong is backed by the Celestial Master's Mansion. Once this matter is discovered, the consequences are unimaginable.

Even if the Wang family were incredibly stupid, they wouldn't go to such lengths.

"Besides the Wang family, who else has the power to control spirits and command generals?"

"To answer this question, we probably need to look to the origin of this spirit-binding and spirit-commanding technique..."

"Master, do you mean Feng Tianyang?" Zhao Fangxu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hmm, I think we can get some useful information from him."

"Then I'll send someone to negotiate with the Wang family right away."

Just as Zhao Fangxu was about to rush out, Zhao Zhen suddenly called him back.

"return!"

"What's wrong, Master?"

"What's the rush? Going to find Feng Tianyang won't take long. We have more important things to do right now."

"Ah? What's the matter?"

"Pack your things, get ready to come with me to Longhu Mountain. Judging by the time, those two fellow disciples should be arriving around now..."

"okay."
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Longhu Mountain.

This ancestral temple of Taoism is shrouded in solemn sorrow at this moment.

The once melodious sounds of bells and chimes have been replaced by suppressed grief. Plain white banners hang everywhere between the mountain gates and halls, fluttering helplessly in the mountain wind, just like the sorrow of the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

The air was so heavy it seemed you could wring water out of it; the representatives from various factions who came to pay their respects walked with heavy steps and solemn expressions.

The news of the passing of the old Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing has spread like a thunderbolt throughout the world of supernatural beings. This highly respected 64th generation Celestial Master, who had led the righteous path for decades, ultimately died in battle in the Fenhe Valley to protect his disciples and to practice the Way in his heart.

Its ending is both heartbreaking and worthy of respect!
On the mountain path, Zhao Zhen, dressed in a plain long robe, walked calmly and steadily up the steps. Behind him, Zhao Fangxu followed closely, looking somewhat reserved.

The subtle, probing gazes around Zhao Zhen fell upon him, filled with awe, complexity, and deep apprehension.

This Golden Thunder Lord, the leader of All-Knowing, has just used thunderous methods to sweep away all evil, demonstrating the iron fist and power of the "new rules" to the entire world of supernatural beings.

Now that he has appeared at the funeral of the Celestial Master's Mansion, his identity and symbolic significance are far more eye-catching than simply paying respects.

Feeling the oppressive atmosphere and countless focused gazes around him, Zhao Fangxu's palms sweated slightly, and he subconsciously lowered his voice: "Master, this commotion..."

"Silence!"

Zhao Zhen didn't turn her head, her voice calm yet carrying an undeniable weight.

"The old Celestial Master once gave me a second chance at life. Now that he has passed away, we should mourn him with respect and pay our respects in silence."

Remember, I am not here today in my capacity as a director of NaDuTong to mourn you, but simply as a junior, a junior who has received great kindness from the Old Master!

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fangxu's heart skipped a beat. He immediately straightened his back, composed himself, and followed his master without looking to the side.

Stepping into the courtyard where the mourning hall was located, the sense of grief deepened.

Amidst the swirling smoke of incense, a huge character for "offering sacrifice" hung high, and Zhang Jingqing's coffin rested in the center.

The newly appointed 65th Celestial Master, Zhang Zhiwei, dressed in mourning clothes, knelt in front of the coffin.

His figure remained as upright as a mountain, but his eyes, which were usually reserved and unfathomable, were now filled with indescribable grief and a heavy sense of responsibility.

His grief was suppressed deep within his heart by his strong will, and what was revealed was more of a calm and dignified demeanor like a rock.

He stood like a silent guardian deity before his mentor's spirit, protecting the dignity of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

The moment Zhao Zhen stepped into the courtyard, Zhang Zhiwei seemed to sense something and slowly raised his head.

Two gazes met in mid-air. No words were spoken, yet they spoke volumes.

Zhao Zhen's eyes contained a clear sense of mourning, understanding, and an unspoken tacit understanding between old friends.

Zhang Zhiwei's gaze was much more complex, containing gratitude towards Zhao Zhen as well as approval of Zhao Zhen's subsequent plans to eliminate the remnants of the Quanxing sect in the Fenhe Valley.

Even deeper in his eyes, there was an indescribable weariness and a solemn concern for the future of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Zhao Zhen walked to the altar, solemnly straightened his clothes, and bowed deeply three times.

His movements were meticulous, filled with the deepest respect for this deceased senior.

"May the old Celestial Master rest in peace."

Zhao Zhen's deep voice rang out clearly in the silent mourning hall, filled with sorrow and a promise.

“We shall continue what you have not finished, and we shall uphold the principles you have upheld.”

This statement is both a tribute to the deceased and a declaration to everyone present.

After bowing, Zhao Zhen walked slowly to Zhang Zhiwei's side and patted him on the shoulder.

"Old Zhang, please accept my condolences."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded slightly, his voice hoarse and low.

"Old Zhao, thank you so much this time..."

He was naturally thanking Zhao Zhen for his support and companionship with the old master Zhang Jingqing along the way, and also for waking him up in time so that he wouldn't make a choice he would regret for the rest of his life.

"Come on, you owe me so much already, one more time won't make a difference."

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, trying to cheer up his old friend with a joke.

Because he could tell that Zhang Zhiwei's current state was very strange.

(End of this chapter)