Transmigrated into the body of Zhu Yunteng, the grandson of Zhu Yuanzhang, he is unwilling to accept a tragic fate for himself and begins to find ways to build power and prepare for rebellion.
<...Zhu Yunwen and Zhao Qingzhu mingled together in the army that was fighting against the Demonic Sect. They marched in a large and imposing manner, heading towards the Heartless Cliff through a path. The path was made up of stone steps, which were quite spacious, but a bit steep.
Therefore, none of their cars could drive up, so before setting off, the leaders and elders of each sect instructed their disciples to make sure to lock the vehicles to prevent them from being stolen.
So they all took out small chains to lock the car, and then, looking back every few steps, they went up the Heartless Cliff.
Seeing this, Zhu Yunwen's eyes darted around, a mysterious smile appearing on his face. Then, referring to the green bamboo, he said:
"You're good at light footwork, go tell Li Jian to hide all these people's cars as quickly as possible."
Zhao Qingzhu said to Zhu Yuntong in surprise:
"why is that?"
Zhu Yunwen smiled and said:
"Consider it a punishment for them."
Zhao Qingzhu then understood, and chuckled, saying:
"When they return from their campaign against the evil cult, they'll find their cars gone. That'll be quite a sight."
Zhu Yunwen said, "Then why don't you hurry up and go? Remember to make sure they hide these cars well, and make sure they are not discovered."
Zhao Qingzhu immediately turned around, took advantage of the chaos in the crowd, ran out to give Li Jian this order, and then came back to go up the Ruthless Cliff with Zhu Yunwen.
The Cliff of Heartlessness is very high, about four or five hundred meters high. It didn't take long for everyone to walk up to the top of the Cliff of Heartlessness.
On a clearing of the Ruthless Cliff, many magnificent buildings have been constructed. At this moment, numerous disciples of the Ruthless Cliff Demonic Sect are arrayed with weapons on the clearing, ready for battle.
When the so-called righteous people arrived at the open space, the two sides faced off. The middle-aged Taoist priest from Wudang stepped forward, looked at the disciples of the demonic sect, and sneered:
"You members of the Demonic Sect, why don't you lay down your weapons and surrender immediately? Do you still think you can stand against so many highly skilled martial artists from our righteous sect?"
After he finished speaking, several people dressed in black stepped forward from among the many members of the Demonic Sect. The leader was a middle-aged man who held weapons in both hands and said to the middle-aged Taoist priest Wu Zhong:
"Hypocritical righteous people, our Demonic Sect hasn't even come looking for trouble with you yet, but you've come looking for us first? Very well, today you've walked right into our trap, so our Demonic Sect will naturally teach you a lesson, saving us the trouble of coming after you."
Then, he addressed the demonic sect disciples behind him:
"All disciples, listen to my command! Make these so-called righteous people pay the price. No one knows their true colors better than us."
Therefore, you all understand how hateful they are, and many of you even have grudges against them. Therefore, we must teach them a lesson they won't forget.
The demonic sect disciples behind them waved flags and shouted, looking at the righteous people with great indignation, as if they were enemies with whom they had a deep-seated hatred.
It seems that the facts are indeed as Zhao Qingzhu investigated before: the reason why these demonic sects were established and why they have so many members is that they all have grudges against the righteous sects.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have given it such a straightforward name that targeted the righteous faction: the Demonic Cult. However, it seemed that none of the righteous people took the Demonic Cult seriously. They all wore sneers, held weapons, and looked like they wanted to wipe out the Demonic Cult as soon as possible and uphold justice.
The middle-aged man in the martial arts school was too lazy to waste words and was ready to start a fight between the two sides. However, just as he was about to speak, a dozen to twenty constables appeared not far away.
These constables dressed differently from those of the local government officials. The lead constable, probably in his forties or fifties, with a graying beard, had a stern expression and shouted orders from afar:
"What are you doing? Split them all up!"
Upon seeing the constables arrive, both the members of the Demonic Sect and the righteous sects frowned slightly, but otherwise paid little attention.
All that was heard was a righteous elder speaking calmly:
"The people in the government office have such a keen sense of smell. We always run into them wherever we go, like they're always there for us."
Hearing the mockery from the martial arts world, the head constable wasn't angry. Instead, he frowned and stepped forward, saying:
"You are all martial arts practitioners. What should you value in everything? Why fight and kill every day? Doesn't that damage the harmony?"
Upon hearing the constable's words, the martial arts practitioners present all revealed disdainful sneers, and some even sarcastically remarked:
"This is a matter between the martial arts world and the imperial court. The people from the imperial court should leave as soon as possible. Our martial arts world and the imperial court have always kept to themselves. If the imperial court interferes, it might not be good."
The head constable, holding his sword, said:
"I am a constable from the Six Doors, specializing in handling cases in various places, including some conflicts in the martial arts world. Therefore, it is my duty to stop you from fighting and killing each other."
"If you leave now, this matter will be over. If you ignore this advice and cause any consequences, you will each bear the consequences yourself. If anyone is injured, I will arrest all those who committed the crime."
These words did not frighten the people present; instead, they drew another round of mockery.
The middle-aged Taoist priest from Wudang spoke disdainfully:
"You're just a mere twenty people. Do you think you can arrest all of us? I advise you to get out of here and not get involved. If you really drag the imperial court into this, it will be quite troublesome."
Everyone present laughed, then the constable spoke seriously:
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