The righteous path punishes Heaven

Chapter 63

Recently, the turmoil caused by Zhang Yunling and the Holy Maiden has affected everyone in the inner sect of Quanzhen Dao, and even many people in the outer sect know about it.

Although many of them have cultivated for over a hundred years and are used to this type of thing, this time, because it involves so many high-ranking members of the sect, it still makes them pay attention to it to some extent.

The focus wasn't actually on Zhang Yunling, but rather on the Holy Maiden. This was because the Holy Maiden had joined the sect earlier than Zhang Yunling, and her image of purity and innocence in the disciples' minds had been established for some time.

However, due to the sudden turn of events, the Holy Maiden has revealed a side of her personality that is vastly different from her usual self. When facing Zhang Yunling, the overwhelming killing intent and manic words that erupted from her have completely shaken the perfect image she has built in everyone's hearts.

The outer gate and mountain gate of the Quanzhen School.

Many disciples gathered here, each with a different expression on their face, looking at each other in bewilderment, as if they had all witnessed something extraordinary.

Just now, something happened.

Because there are dedicated disciples guarding the mountain gate, if any problems arise, these disciples will immediately relay the message to the sect's stewards, who will then handle the situation.

At this moment, a man walked in from outside, saying he wanted to go into the sect to find an acquaintance. The gatekeepers refused to let him in, but the man tried to force his way in. Because of his powerful cultivation, the gatekeepers were no match for him, so they took out a jade slip to call for the stewards to come and help.

Several deacons have now arrived. Seeing that the troublemaker is an old man, they said, "Old man, this is not a place for you to make relatives. Get out of here!"

But the old man chuckled, and with a slight lift of his left hand, a gust of wind arose and a powerful aura descended, sending the deacon who had just spoken flying far away, leaving him in a sorry state.

Seeing such a good show, a group of outer disciples rushed over and surrounded half of the mountain gate, forming the scene from the beginning.

Since no elders had arrived, and only deacons were present, the disciples disregarded their surroundings and loudly questioned the person outside the mountain gate:

"Old man, you just said you came to our sect to find an acquaintance, so who are you?"

The old man was dressed in a gray linen robe and leaned on a wooden cane. His aged and wrinkled face had a pair of bright eyes, which gave him an air of unfathomable depth.

Upon hearing the young disciple's question, the old man smiled and replied, "I am the former Grand Elder of the Quanzhen Sect, named Duan Weihuang."

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

Although they recovered quickly, half of the disciples were clearly shocked and their expressions changed drastically. They were veteran disciples who had joined the Quanzhen Sect a hundred years ago, and even if they didn't know the details of Duan Weihuang's matter, they had heard about it.

Now that the powerful elder has returned, some sensible disciples have already taken action, either going back to inform their relatives and friends or bringing the news to the inner sect.

Soon, the news spread rapidly from the outer sect to the inner sect, and hundreds and thousands of disciples knew that the Great Elder Duan Weihuang from a hundred years ago had returned.

The sect steward who was maintaining order stepped forward quickly, cupped his hands in greeting, and said respectfully, "So it's Senior Duan. I really misunderstood you at first. Please come in."

Duan Weihuang waved his hand generously, ignoring the difficulties caused by the sect elders, and walked straight into the sect.

He was actually somewhat aware of what had happened recently, and his purpose in coming here was to help his apprentice, Zhang Yunling.

This brazen intrusion was intended to attract the attention of the sect leader and the elders. Once the target arrived, he would deliver his prepared message and join forces with Zhang Yunling to attack them.

Sure enough, Duan Suchen, having received the news, quickly rushed over from the inner gate. While flying through the air, he spotted Duan Weihuang standing in the outer gate square.

His heart skipped a beat, his eyes narrowed, a cold smile appeared on his lips, and he slowly descended from mid-air.

Accompanying Duan Suchen were the First Elder, the Second Elder, the Third Elder, and the Fourth Elder.

The remaining four elders were responsible for guarding the inner sect and searching for Zhang Yunling's whereabouts.

Facing the former Grand Elder, Duan Suchen showed no fear and said coldly, "Oh, isn't this Elder Duan? It's been years, and you've gotten so shrewd."

Duan Liangyong, standing to the side, looked somewhat unusual. As a member of the Duan family, he knew well how extraordinary Duan Weihuang's status and cultivation had been in the past. Even now, with Duan Suchen as his backer, he dared not rashly provoke Duan Weihuang.

Ren Tianxiong's tightly furrowed brows relaxed at this moment. He stepped forward and stood in front of Duan Suchen, and politely said to Duan Weihuang, "Elder Duan, you have been away for so many years and have not returned. Now that you have returned, you are a guest. Please come to the Elders' Pavilion to rest for a while. I will arrange a welcome banquet!"

Duan Suchen was displeased that Ren Tianxiong had interrupted him, but he didn't say anything more.

But Duan Weihuang countered with, "Could this be a trap?"

These words drew smiles from the other elders, who stepped forward to advise, "Elder Duan, what are you saying? Some of us were once your subordinates. Do you not even care about our past friendship? How could we possibly have any intention of persecuting you?"

Duan Weihuang forced a smile onto his old face, said nothing more, and followed Duan Suchen and his group towards the inner sect.

......

Behind the Sutra Repository, in a secret room.

A flash of green light appeared, and the black-robed youth materialized out of thin air; it was Zhang Yunling.

He had previously used the second spatial scroll to escape the danger, choosing this very secret chamber he had visited before as his destination. In his memory, Duan Suchen had contacted the old sect leader here, which was the key to his breakthrough.

Now he has become the target of everyone's criticism, and there is no hope of fighting against the Quanzhen Sect's high-ranking members alone, but now he has a plan.

Slowly approaching the stone tablet, Zhang Yunling spread his divine sense to investigate. He sensed that there was indeed another space beneath the stone tablet, so he activated his cultivation, gathered his True Yang Finger in his right hand, and launched a fierce attack towards the area beneath the stone tablet.

With a loud crash, the stone tablet broke off at its base and was blasted away by his finger, revealing the stone bricks beneath. Without hesitation, Zhang Yunling continued to strike the stone bricks with his True Yang Finger. With each strike, a layer of the stone brick would crack, bringing him one step closer to the space beneath the ground.

The smaller the point of impact, the greater the impact. After using True Yang Finger more than ten times, Zhang Yunling had exhausted all his cultivation. He hurriedly patted his storage bag, took out a few pills and swallowed them, then sat down to meditate and recover his strength.

A moment later, Zhang Yunling stood up again and looked at the floor he had pierced, where a dark blue seal remained as the last line of defense.

Zhang Yunling sneered and took out an item from his storage bag, which turned out to be Duan Suchen's sect leader token.

"Using a seal to completely trap the old sect master inside, huh!"

The token was taken from Duan Suchen's waist the instant Zhang Yunling teleported away using a spatial scroll. The other party would never have imagined that he had stolen his token again and could use it for a major heist.

As Zhang Yunling slowly brought the token closer, the seal indeed weakened upon sensing the divine power emanating from it. Zhang Yunling then kicked it so hard that it shattered into pieces.

The seal led to a dark, secret chamber. Zhang Yunling's lips curled up, and he felt more confident about his plan.

He leaped down, clenched his left hand, and ignited the primordial fire, illuminating the dark chamber.

The space was not small, and it seemed to be a secret chamber used for seclusion, but there were only some broken tiles and stones around it. There was also a broken storage bag on the ground, and the items inside were all scattered on the ground. They were all metal objects and many spirit stones that had long lost their spiritual energy.

Suddenly, a putrid stench hit him. Zhang Yunling hurriedly raised his sleeve to cover his nose, slowly walked forward, and shone his left hand with the fire of his dantian. Sure enough, he saw a corpse.

The corpse seemed to have been dead for many years, and there was no trace of a cultivator's aura on it. The objects on the ground that had lost their spiritual energy were probably what this person had eaten and absorbed in order to prolong his life.

Without thinking further, Zhang Yunling endured the stench of the corpse and took out an item from his storage bag—the Jade Bottle.

He took the Bodhi branch out of the bottle and flicked it at the corpse in front of him. A few drops of dew fell on the corpse, and the stench began to gradually lessen.

Seeing that it was working, Zhang Yunling put the Bodhi branch back into the jade bottle, then pulled it out again. It was covered with dew again, and he continued to flick the dew at the corpse. Then he carefully put away the jade bottle and began to observe the condition of the corpse.

A miracle indeed occurred. The corpse, which had long since dried up and withered, began to slowly recover when the dew was poured on it. The shriveled flesh began to become plump again at a visible speed, the aged face also regained its vitality, and the hair that had long since fallen out quickly grew back.

After several dozen breaths, the corpse that had been lying on the ground had now become a living person. He slowly opened his eyes, and his bewildered gaze fell directly on Zhang Yunling in front of him.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yunling was overjoyed and immediately knelt on one knee, cupped his hands, and said, "Disciple Zhang Yunling pays respects to the Ancestor!"