Transcending Heavens: Starting with the Ancient Tomb Sect

Chapter 143 A Confrontation!

Junior sister?

Wanyan Ping sat there, glancing at Yelü Yan beside her, and felt that it was rather absurd.

The person she was so determined to assassinate turned out to be her junior sister. Is there anything more absurd than this?

However—yes.

Because almost the entire Yelü Chucai family was wiped out, only the siblings Yelü Yan and Yelü Qi escaped.

This was only because Yue Que discovered this beforehand; otherwise, the Yelü family would likely have been completely wiped out. Darba alone might have had a chance to escape, but with Huo Du involved, there was no chance at all.

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After listening to her senior brother Yue Que's brief introduction, Wanyan Ping stared blankly at Yelü Yan beside her, who had no expression on his face, and was speechless for a moment.

You should know that not long ago, she was being chased all over the place by Yelü's men.

How come it's only been a few days?

That's how the Yelü family ended up!

Is this considered revenge for her?

"Serves you right!"

Finally, Wanyan Ping couldn't help but offer her opinion, believing that the Yelü family, by aiding and abetting the wicked, had ultimately received their just deserts.

"You don't know anything!"

Enraged by Wanyan Ping's words, Yelü Yan immediately retorted, "If my second brother hadn't been holding back, do you, Wanyan Ping, really think you could have escaped so many times?"

These words left Wanyan Ping speechless.

The initial speculation was now confirmed by Yelü Yan.

"My father is a descendant of the Liao royal family. What could he do when faced with the Khan's orders?" Yelü Yan became very angry at this. Compared to the Jin Dynasty, Yelü Yan felt that the Liao Dynasty was relatively civilized. She retorted, "If it weren't for the things your royal family did, would we be in this situation today?"

"Will the one who started this practice have no descendants?"

"Serves you right!"

"You still have the nerve to seek revenge?"

"If you're seeking revenge, why don't you go after the Mongols? Why keep targeting my Yelü family? Besides, your Great Jin destroyed my Great Liao, why can't I seek revenge?"

"It is already a great act of kindness on the part of the Yelü family not to have completely exterminated your Wanyan clan."

,"Pooh!"

"Everyone has the right to take revenge, but your Wanyan family does not."

Yelü Yan spoke clearly and logically, launching a direct attack on Wanyan Ping.

Wanyan Ping was struck by Yelü Yan's words one after another and fell silent. In addition, Yelü Qi and Yelü Yan had held back before, and no matter why they did this, she had to accept their kindness.

So Wanyan Ping remained silent, tears streaming down her face.

Feeling wronged and helpless, gentle and weak.

What a delicate little white flower.

"Cry, cry, cry! What are you crying for!"

Seeing Yan Ping crying and sobbing annoyed Yelü Yan, she rummaged through her pockets and found a crumpled handkerchief, handing it to her and gesturing for her to wipe her tears.

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Wanyan Ping hesitated for a moment, but still took the handkerchief that Yelü Yan handed her. Although she was puzzled as to why a girl's handkerchief was so wrinkled, she still took it and wiped it with her hands.

Upon seeing Yan Ping's face covered in tears and snot, Yelü Yan couldn't help but turn her head to the side, no longer wanting her handkerchief at all.

Suddenly, they saw their newly recruited junior sister verbally attacking Wanyan Ping, which greatly interested Hong Lingbo, Lu Wushuang, and Gongsun Lüe.

Seeing that her three senior sisters seemed interested, Yelü Yan, who was already angry, did not hide anything. As the daughter of the prime minister, she knew a lot of inside information, so she directly revealed a lot of things.

Leaving aside the brutal treatment the Jin dynasty had given to the Song dynasty, their policy of reducing the population of the Mongols was even more cruel.

Not to mention that the Jin dynasty also subjected Genghis Khan's ancestor, Ambaghai Khan, to the torture of being nailed to a wooden donkey, torturing him to death.

In Yelü Yan's view, simply ordering the massacre of the royal Wanyan clan was already considered merciful.

It can be said that the impression of the Jin Dynasty was very negative from all sides, from the Mongol and Liao dynasties to the Southern Song Dynasty.

This is true not only now, but also in future generations.

Upon seeing this, Yue Que added his own assessment in his mind. In addition, Yue Que felt that he had underestimated his junior sister Yelü Yan.

Yue Que was initially puzzled as to why the characters were able to get along harmoniously in the end, but now he realized it was probably because they had experienced Yelü Yan's harsh treatment.

Yelü Qi might not offer an explanation, but Yelü Yan certainly wouldn't tolerate Wanyan Ping's behavior.

Her heroic and forthright spirit surpassed even that of her brother Yelü Qi, and she possessed a resemblance to the former Southern King of the Liao Dynasty.

This explains why Zhu Wulian, a descendant of Wanyan Ping, was the one who ultimately survived, while the lineage of Yelü Yan disappeared.

It really was their personalities that determined each other's fate from the very beginning.

Yelü Yan originally wanted to mock Wanyan Ping for singing Liu Sanbian's lyrics, saying that if she was going to sing, she should sing Su Dongpo's "The Great River Flows East" instead of something like "Standing on the high tower, the wind is gentle".

Seeing Wanyan Ping, whom she remembered as someone who had assassinated her own family, she thought this was exactly the kind of person Liu Sanbian sang about. She had originally planned to take out a handkerchief and imitate him to mock him.

But considering that her master and several senior sisters seemed quite interested, Yelü Yan wisely refrained from mentioning it.

To avoid completely ruining my image among my fellow students.

And so, the two newcomers to the Ancient Tomb Sect became part of its ranks through their deep affection for each other.

As a newly enrolled junior sister, the spirited and forthright Yelü Yan quickly won the favor of her three senior sisters.

Watching the clash between her two new disciples, Li Mochou, the Red Serpent Fairy, watched the contest with great interest. She felt that Wanyan Ping, apart from resembling the female strategist Huang Rong, was far inferior in every other aspect.

Perhaps my nephew's attempt to use Wanyan Ping's hatred to control Yelü Qi is not enough.

Noticing his senior brother's worried gaze, Yue Que winked at Li Mochou, indicating that there was no need to worry.

Because he now realizes that Yelü Yan might be able to hold onto Yelü Qi even more than Wanyan Ping's hatred. This junior sister has been so eager to get herself involved in this mess for Yue Que.

There's no better support than a younger sister sabotaging her older brother.

The five bosses here are enough for Yelü Yan to break through, and Wanyan Ping is just the smallest and weakest one.

"How is it in Huodu?"

Walking up to Yue Que and Xiaolongnu, Li Mochou asked in a low voice, expressing her interest in what kind of being that manual would create.

After all, she had put a lot of effort into it.

"No surprises occurred. To ensure everything went smoothly, Long'er and I even used the Soul Transfer Technique during our fight with him," Yue Que said with a chuckle. "Pretending to be weak at the right moment is still quite a difficult thing."

"Also, Long'er's action scenes were good, but unfortunately his tone of voice wasn't quite right at the time."

Fortunately, it was nighttime; otherwise, in broad daylight, Little Dragon Girl would have given herself away.

So at the time, he praised Long'er for being bold and meticulous.

What frustrated Yue Que was that Xiaolongnu was usually very skilled, but once he was asked to take the stage himself, problems arose right from the start.

"It's a pity that my senior apprentice can't do this now!"

Yue Que was quite moved.

The Crimson Serpent Fairy was both amused and exasperated. Looking at the golden pestle in her junior sister's hand, she could only say, "It seems you two are having a lot of fun."

"I made another profit."

"That great monk Darba was also an interesting person."

At the same time.

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At another location, the soldiers who had just wiped out Yelü Chucai's residence were clearing the area, while the person in charge, Darba, was quietly practicing his martial arts in the temple.

Seated at a stone table in Darba was the young Mongolian prince, Khodu, dressed in red.

At this moment, Huo Du was watching intently as his senior brother Darba practiced his martial arts.

Because Darba was born with superhuman strength, in addition to refining his internal skills, he focused most on cultivating his external skills.

Although another golden pestle was taken from him, Darba, who was mentally prepared for this, had prepared two this time.

Now he has a brand new golden pestle in his hand, and he is practicing the pestle technique with great concentration. Every move is heavy and powerful. He doesn't talk about the exquisiteness of the moves, but only about the strength.

Very strange.

Huo Du had seen his senior brother Darba practice martial arts before, but at that time he thought it was just so-so.

But this time when they met again, Huo Du suddenly felt that there was something different about his senior brother's martial arts practice.

Especially his radiant skin and muscles after sweating profusely, which made people turn their heads.

Huo Du used to think that his senior brother was simple and honest, and he would occasionally tease him. But now he realized that he was just being immature.

After finishing a set of pestle techniques, Darba, covered in sweat, found it strange that his junior brother was staring blankly into space.

My junior brother is so strange.

She didn't mention when she started liking to wear red, she even put flowers behind her ears, and she even had a strange fragrance on her body.

Everything indicated that the junior brother was not normal.

Darba was overjoyed when his junior brother suddenly appeared.

No matter what he asked, his junior brother Huo remained silent, and Darba could sense the anger hidden in his junior brother's heart.

He thought about it and realized that the loss of the thousand cavalrymen and the disastrous defeat of the Quanzhen Sect were the reasons why his junior brother was upset.

Therefore, Darba decided to give all the credit for this operation to his junior brother, so as to find a way to save him from punishment.

The situation has become what it is now as soon as this proposal came out.

Something is wrong!

Kodarba didn't know what was wrong, he just felt that something was off.

"Second Senior Brother, is Master going to teach you the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill?" Huo Du suddenly asked, seeing Darba scratching his head and racking his brains again.

Huo Du refers to the reward given after the defeat of Chancellor Yelü Chucai.

"no."

Darba shook his head, indicating that his master, the Golden Wheel Dharma King, had not taught him this.

What's more, everyone hasn't gone back yet.

Besides, he also wanted to make amends for his junior brother's sins through his own efforts.

"Is that so? Junior brother, I understand."

Huo Du lowered his head and looked down, his gaze seemingly fixed on the ground beneath his feet. His fingers tapped lightly on the sword sheath on the table, his mind still replaying his defeat.

Putting aside the great demon, the Red Serpent Fairy, Huo Du felt that the failure of his group in the Quanzhen Sect was actually destined from the moment his master bestowed the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill upon him at Dasheng Pass.

He didn't care about golden boys and jade girls, but no one would betray their disciples like the Golden Wheel Monk.

Huo Du wanted to ask why.

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