Transcending Heavens: Starting with the Ancient Tomb Sect

Chapter 103 Dignity (4K)

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Having been severely injured in one move, Zhao Zhijing could only turn pale upon seeing this, knowing that the situation was hopeless.

As for Yue Que's words, they didn't have much of an impact on him as a loser.

Yue Que was well aware of this. To destroy Zhao Zhijing's spirit, simply defeating him was not enough. Instead, one had to break through his most steadfast point to truly kill him and destroy his will.

Unlike the Mongolian prince Khodu, Zhao Zhijing actually had only one goal from beginning to end.

He seized the position of leader of the Quanzhen Sect and led it to greatness once again.

This is a radical through and through.

After witnessing Zhao Zhijing's conversation with his master Wang Chuyi on the roof beam of Chongyang Palace and learning that Zhao Zhijing wanted to establish a new Quanzhen Sect, Yue Que roughly figured out what this middle-aged Taoist was pursuing.

Because of his age, Zhao Zhijing had personally witnessed and experienced the brilliance of the Quanzhen School during the time of its founder, Wang Chongyang.

Under the leadership of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, the Quanzhen Sect was actually on a downward spiral.

Although the Quanzhen School is still known as the number one religion in the world today, it is hard to say how many people in the world still believe in it.

"Uncle Zhao."

"As a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, I, Yue Que, should address you in this way."

Yue Que had no intention of continuing his attack. Instead, he chatted casually with Zhao Zhijing like an old friend, directly commenting on the latter's plan: "This junior thinks your new Quanzhen plan is no good, Senior Uncle!"

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While Zhao Zhijing was still worried about his fate after the failure, he immediately perked up upon hearing Yue Que's words and turned to question him, "Yue Que, what do you mean by that?"

His new Pure Truth Plan failed because the people who made the choices and carried it out were incompetent, not because the plan itself was flawed.

Yue Que's targeting of Zhao Zhijing greatly displeased him.

"What's wrong?"

"My senior master doesn't acknowledge it?"

When Yue Que saw that Zhao Zhijing had perked up, he knew that his words had touched a nerve with the other man.

"Come."

"Let your junior brother explain it to you, senior brother, little by little."

"First, Master Uncle, the partner you chose is not suitable."

"Although Huo Du is a disciple of the Golden Wheel Monk and has the title of 'Little Prince of Mongolia,' he is not in the center of power in Mongolia. Master Uncle, you hope to achieve your goals by helping Huo Du, and Huo Du is also using you to achieve his own goals."

"The root cause is that my senior brother-in-law didn't have enough information."

"How dare you, Senior Uncle, partner with someone whose background you don't even know? Did the patriarch give you the courage?"

To put it bluntly, Zhao Zhijing's face grew increasingly pale.

He opened his mouth, but found he couldn't refute it.

But Yue Que did not end there.

Instead, he continued his pursuit, his words piercing Zhao Zhijing's heart like knives, saying, "Secondly, what about your plan to revive the Quanzhen Sect, Uncle-Master?"

Seeing Zhao Zhijing's silence, Yue Que knew that such rebellions often started suddenly, without any prior plan. Zhao Zhijing's original plan was to compete for the position of chief disciple and legitimately inherit the leadership.

He only thought about how to seize the position of sect leader, and never thought much about what he would do after becoming the sect leader.

"If my master succeeds in seizing power according to Huo Du's plan and establishes the new Quanzhen School..."

"Then the question arises: how can Master Uncle guarantee that his new Quanzhen will be stronger than the old Quanzhen?"

Yue Que pointed at Chongyang Palace and said, "Relying on these disciples who are loyal to you, Master Uncle? Or those elders of the sect who were poisoned and targeted by you, Master Uncle?"

"Where would the new Quanzhen School rank in the world back then?"

"If a master of similar caliber to the Five Greats were to attack our mountain gate, how would you, my master, defend against them?"

Zhao Zhijing began to sway precariously.

Seeing the change in his uncle Zhao Zhijing's expression and the sweat constantly seeping from his forehead, Yue Que knew that he had no plan at all and that it was a product of a momentary impulse driven by greed.

Let's launch it first and see what happens if it fails.

I didn't think about it, or rather, I didn't dare to think about it.

However, Yue Que did not stop there. What awaited Zhao Zhijing was Yue Que's third blow, which was also the blow that dealt the deepest blow to his heart.

"Master Uncle".

"When we were teaching, my junior disciple always found it strange that my senior master was always targeting Senior Master Zhen, and now he's even starting to target Senior Master Yin!"

Yue Que narrowed his eyes slightly, like a fox that had discovered a secret. He directly pointed out his discovery, saying, "Normally speaking, even if it's just to compete for the top spot, my master's martial arts are already number one, and his methods are not inferior among his peers."

Zhao Zhijing's methods in internal power struggles are truly remarkable. The fact that he was able to rally so many disciples to join the rebellion shows that he has the necessary skills and connections.

"Normally speaking, my senior brother has the highest winning rate."

"When you have the greatest advantage, you should be steady and cautious to ensure that you don't make any mistakes, but I didn't see that in my senior brother."

Yue Que found it strange when he was in Quanzhen Sect that the chief disciple was the future successor of the sect, just like the crown prince.

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Zhijing, who has the greatest advantage, should have played it safe and maintained his advantage, instead of continuing to be aggressive towards Zhen Zhibing, or even to the point of targeting Yin Zhiping now.

This seems very strange.

And coincidentally, both of them were disciples of Qiu Chuji, the Changchun Master.

More importantly, what he had just witnessed on the roof beam of Chongyang Palace was different from the other five Quanzhen disciples. Master Changchun closed his eyes and circulated his internal energy to expel the poison, seemingly oblivious to the outside world, showing signs of slacking off.

Furthermore, considering the partners and methods Zhao Zhijing chose for this operation, Yue Que came up with a bold conjecture.

"Is my senior uncle envying Senior Uncle Zhen and Senior Uncle Yin?"

"Because they are disciples of Grandmaster Qiu."

"Ha!" Zhao Zhijing seemed amused by Yue Que's guess. He didn't care about the blood at the corner of his mouth. He flicked his sleeve to show his disdain and instead mocked, "Nonsense! I am a disciple of Yu Yangzi Wang Chuyi."

"Why would I envy Yin Zhiping and that good-for-nothing Zhen Zhibing?"

"Really?"

Yue Que leaned back slightly, seemingly quite skeptical of Zhao Zhijing's words: "I don't believe it!"

You didn't do this when you betrayed us.

"Uncle-Master, you can deceive others, but don't deceive yourself."

"By choosing to cooperate with the Mongolian prince Khodu, aren't you just trying to prove yourself to Changchun Zhenren? Are you following in his footsteps?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the reward Huo Du gave to his senior master was to restore the preferential treatment that the Quanzhen Sect received in Mongolia before, right?"

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Reaching out and patting Zhao Zhijing on the shoulder, Yue Que directly presented the most crucial evidence, saying, "What truly convinced my nephew of this was not just this, but also my junior brother Yang Guo."

Yang Guo?

Zhao Zhijing's expression changed drastically, thinking to himself, "That little brat!"

"Because of my junior brother Yang Guo's status, he is, after all, a grand-disciple of Grandmaster Qiu. Normally, it should be Uncle Yin or Uncle Zhen who should be teaching my junior brother Yang Guo, not you, Uncle Zhao."

Many of those things were orchestrated by Qiu Chuji, the Master of Changchun.

In any case, Yang Guo's lineage is Qiu Chuji's, but the task of teaching him fell to Zhao Zhijing.

Even though Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi were fellow disciples, Yang Guo's affairs should not normally be entrusted to Zhao Zhijing, just like children between brothers.

It should be noted that the Quanzhen Sect is the largest sect in the world with numerous rules and regulations.

"I never look at what people say, I only look at what they do."

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Confucius said: "Do not promote a person based on their words, nor reject their words because of the person who said them."

"Your words and actions are somewhat different, Uncle-Master."

Zhao Zhijing's betrayal directly led his master, Wang Chuyi, into trouble. It should be noted that in the affairs of the Quanzhen Sect, Yu Yangzi actually had developmental competition and disagreements with Changchun Zhenren.

With his trusted disciple's betrayal, Wang Chuyi could no longer speak with confidence when facing Qiu Chuji.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhijing fell silent.

In fact, the decision of whether to become a disciple among major sects is not up to the disciple; it's not a matter of choosing which sect to join.

The selection process is often top-down.

From bottom to top, that's a good sound.

In Yue Que's opinion, Zhao Zhijing probably wanted to become a disciple of Master Changchun when he first joined the sect, but unfortunately he ended up becoming a disciple of Wang Chuyi.

In fact, among the disciples of Quanzhen, Master Changchun Qiu Chuji was quite popular with his disciples for his personality and temperament in dealing with people.

Although he liked to create mischief, Qiu Chuji was actually quite generous and magnanimous.

If something happens, they'll really draw their swords and charge in.

When necessary, they'll even involve you in their antics.

The least popular character was Sun Bu'er, the carefree hermit.

If Zhao Zhijing initially felt resentment towards Yue Que, and was shocked and surprised after the defeat, then now his heart is filled with fear.

He never imagined that someone would target him like this.

Words are like knives, each one a slow, agonizing cut, peeling him away bit by bit to reveal what was hidden.

Nothing could be more embarrassing or terrifying than this.

I'm afraid everyone in the Quanzhen Sect underestimated this young man.

So—

"Uncle Zhao, your new Quanzhen style is no good. You still have to look at your junior brother's new Quanzhen style."

Seeing Zhao Zhijing fall completely silent, Yue Que suddenly laughed and said, "The person you chose is no good at all. You have to look to me, your junior nephew."

Are you also making a new Quanzhen version?

Zhao Zhijing was stunned.

Seeing Zhao Zhijing's doubt, Yue Que whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "—This is my choice."

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Hearing a familiar name, Zhao Zhijing was almost speechless, exclaiming in astonishment, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could this be him?"

If it were that person, wouldn't all their perseverance over the years have become a huge joke?

"Kid, are you kidding me? What is that?!" Zhao Zhijing roared in a hoarse voice.

Yue Que's answer shattered Zhao Zhijing's heart completely.

"Why is it impossible?"

"Uncle Zhao, you are as foolish as ever. I could feel that pervasive aura of stupidity in Chongyang Palace, which made it hard to breathe."

"Think about it carefully."

"Uncle-Master, you ask me what I am? Now, your junior nephew will tell you. What you, Zhao Zhijing, can do, I will do; what you, Zhao Zhijing, cannot do, I will still do."

"One sentence."

"I, Yue Que, the Dark One of Quanzhen, represent the Quanzhen Sect!"

Yue Que's words were like invisible swords, pressing in relentlessly until Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but take several steps back.

Zhao Zhijing was still in a daze regarding the person the other party had chosen, shaking his head and repeatedly muttering that it was impossible.

It wasn't until Yue Que uttered the term "the darkness of Quanzhen" again that Zhao Zhijing came to his senses and remembered the letter Yue Que had given to the sect leader Ma Yu, as well as the so-called golden boy and jade girl of the Daoist sect.

He was excluded by Changchun Zhenren.

Seeing that Zhao Zhijing was in a daze, Yue Que added, "Junior Brother is also in Xiangyang."

Your original master didn't guide you well, so now I, your senior brother, am here.

If before it was just a failed rebellion, then after a conversation with Yue Que, Zhao Zhijing realized that his life had been a complete failure.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing realized that he was out of the game, not only in terms of his life, but also that his entire life had been negated. It was Yue Que's act of destroying his spirit.

"In fact, it wasn't you who betrayed us, but rather that you, my senior uncle, were abandoned."

"Be dignified, Uncle-Master."

"This is the last courtesy that my junior apprentice has shown to his senior master."

Seeing that the light in Zhao Zhijing's eyes had faded and that he looked like a walking corpse, Yue Que knew that his attempt to destroy Zhao's spirit had succeeded.

"hehe!"

Zhao Zhijing suddenly smiled. He no longer had the narrow-minded arrogance he used to have. Instead, he seemed to have returned to his true nature and had the temperament that a chief disciple of the Quanzhen Sect should have.

Regardless of how the other party did it, just think carefully about what a wonderful scene it would be if they succeeded.

The goal that Qiu Chuji, the immortal of Changchun, had failed to fully achieve before will be accomplished at that moment.

The Quanzhen School will become truly great.

"Nephew, will you win?" Zhao Zhijing suddenly asked.

"Yes, I will." Yue Que suddenly had a feeling of hallucinating Gongsun Zhi, but still gave a definite answer: "I will win."

"That's good."

Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but sigh.

Yue Que is a terrifying person.

Every word and phrase was directed at Zhao Zhijing.

Even Yang Guo's upbringing was conducted in this way.

Every failure he makes indirectly contributes to the success of his opponent.

This comparison is utterly heartbreaking.

The dignity that Yue Que left for himself was indeed the best outcome for him.

Even though Zhao Zhijing knew that Yue Que didn't want to get involved.

Zhao Zhijing suddenly felt increasingly terrified of Yue Que, a man who had remained mediocre for twelve years in the Quanzhen Sect. What Zhao Zhijing saw in him was forbearance and ruthlessness towards strangers.

I'm afraid that bringing Yang Guo to betray the sect was just part of Yue Que's scheme.

If they had stayed in the Quanzhen Sect, who knows what they would have done.

Bringing Yang Guo into the Ancient Tomb and having him mingle with that demoness might not be a bad thing for the Quanzhen Sect.

Having made this discovery, Zhao Zhijing dared not speak of it openly, fearing he might anger his junior apprentice and cause him to do something else. He simply took a deep breath, hoping that Master Changchun would notice this.

The entire Quanzhen Sect revolves around the lineage of Master Changchun.

Just then.

There was movement at Chongyang Palace. Darba and some of the remaining forces were ultimately defeated by the remnants of the Big Dipper Formation. Apart from those who died at the hands of Xiaolongnu, they all became prisoners.

At this moment, the six disciples of Quanzhen, who had suffered serious injuries, slowly walked out with the help of their other disciples.

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Zhao Zhijing's gaze swept over the sect leader Ma Yu and the others, lingered on his master Wang Chuyi for a while, then glanced at Zhen Zhibing and Yin Zhiping, a fleeting look of envy in his eyes, before finally settling on the Changchun Zhenren Qiu Chuji.

With a grin, Zhao Zhijing subconsciously straightened his slightly disheveled Taoist robe. Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he bit down on his severed finger, experiencing the combined pain and phantom pain. With a muffled groan, Zhao Zhijing severed his own heart meridian and died in full view of everyone.

Beside him, Yue Que offered his praise with a look of pity.

"I believe in compassion."

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