Chapter 673: Honest
There was dead silence in the hall.
Everyone stared at the gray ruler hanging beside Yun Qingqing, and even their breathing stopped.
The Tianyi Sect's leader's ruler, a treasure that is said to be able to distinguish loyalty from treachery and punish evildoers, has been silent for hundreds of years.
The younger generation of disciples even thought it was just a legend.
Even core disciples like Lin Xiuzhu had only been described in ancient books.
But now, it has woken up!
And...it actually obeys an outsider!
Yun Qingqing reached out and grasped the ruler, her fingertips gently stroking the fine lines on the ruler.
This was made for her personally by her senior brother Moro back then, using the heartwood of a thousand-year-old lightning-struck tree that grew in the back mountain of Tianyi Sect.
The name "Gengzhi" was given by her. When she was young, her elder brother always said that she was too straightforward and easily offended people. This ruler was used to "discipline" those ignorant guys for her.
Thinking of the past, Yun Qingqing curled the corners of her lips slightly.
It was clearly her stubbornness that offended others, but only the eldest brother would think it was the other party's fault.
Two thousand years have passed, things have changed, but integrity remains.
"Who are you..." Lin Xiuzhu's voice trembled, and he looked at her in disbelief. "Why... can you use the ruler of my sect?"
The female disciple beside him also asked in a trembling voice:
"This ruler has lost most of its spiritual power since the death of Patriarch Qingyun. No one has been able to awaken it for hundreds of years. You..."
Yun Qingqing raised her eyes to look at the lintel of the hall, her gaze penetrating the mottled plaque, and she sighed softly.
"Because this is mine." she whispered.
The hall fell into silence again.
It was so bizarre that no one dared to believe it.
"There's a hidden mark in the lower left corner of the back of the plaque. It's a lotus flower surrounded by cloud patterns. I carved that."
These words struck everyone like a bolt of thunder.
Lin Xiuzhu staggered back two steps and almost fell to the ground. The female disciple had a dazed look in her eyes and was speechless.
Because what Yun Qingqing said was exactly right!
The hidden code was extremely secret, passed down orally only by successive sect masters and a handful of core disciples. Furthermore... the pattern symbolized the word "Qingyun"!
"Honest," Yun Qingqing raised her hand and stroked the ruler, saying softly, "Tell them who I am."
The ruler, which had been hanging quietly in the air, suddenly flew out after receiving the order. A sharp "hissing" sound was heard, and everyone took a few steps back with their scalps tingling, feeling as if their eardrums were about to burst.
It seemed like the sound only rang a few times, and the ruler flew back to Yun Qingqing's side with a "whoosh", standing upright on the side. It was obviously no different from before, but it gave people the illusion that it was holding its head high and chest out.
The deep scratches on the ground formed two huge characters:
Owner.
There is only one owner of this ruler.
The second generation leader of Tianyi Sect and the chief leader of all Xuanmen sects in the world.
True Man Qingyun.
Since her passing, the ruler has only occasionally responded to individual requests, but has never recognized anyone as its master again.
"No, it's impossible..." Zhou struggled to get up, his face filled with horror. "Master Qingyun lived two thousand years ago. How could you...?"
Before he could finish his words, the ruler "Genzhi" suddenly flew out of Yun Qingqing's hand and slapped him on the mouth with a slap.
He was beaten so hard that he rolled several feet away.
"How dare you!" Feng Yin shouted, "How dare you disrespect Senior Yun? Are you tired of living?"
His face was serious, but he was actually very happy in his heart.
It’s finally refreshing.
Feng Yin had not expected that by following his senior out, he would be able to eat a two thousand year old melon.
This melon is really sweet and sandy...
Comfortable!
Yun Qingqing raised her hand to signal him to be quiet, and her eyes swept over every disciple of Tianyi Sect present.
"I died that year, and I don't know what happened after my death." Her voice was soft, with a hint of sadness. "But... no matter why the sect has become like this, I think... I am responsible."
The situation was critical at the time, and she didn't have much time to make a decision when she sacrificed herself, and there were many things that she couldn't arrange properly.
Otherwise, no matter how weak the Tianyi Sect was, it should not have been so dilapidated after two thousand years.
You can hear a pin drop in the hall.
Everyone was frozen in place as if under a spell, forgetting even to breathe.
The second generation leader.
He is an unrivaled master who is even more famous than the first generation ancestor!
Such a mythical figure is now standing in front of them?
Lin Xiuzhu suddenly fell to his knees with a thud, his forehead hitting the ground heavily:
"Disciple Lin Xiuzhu pays homage to the Grandmaster!"
This sound seemed to break some kind of spell, and the other disciples also knelt down. Even the disciple named Zhou, whose mouth was full of blood from being beaten, struggled to get up and salute.
Yun Qingqing looked at his disciples kneeling on the ground, feeling mixed emotions.
Before she came here, she had no intention of revealing her identity. It was not until she saw the desolate scene here and saw the scum of the sect right in front of her that she decided to clean up the sect and revive its reputation.
It has come to this...
"Everyone, get up." Yun Qingqing sighed, "Now, can we gather all the disciples?"
…
All the disciples of Tianyi Sect were urgently summoned to the square in front of the main hall.
If we say all of them, there are only about a hundred of them.
This scale is already at the bottom among the Xuanmen. What makes Yun Qingqing even more depressed is that half of them are still struggling to draw Qi into their bodies.
She sighed softly and rubbed her eyebrows.
The disciples gathered in front of the hall were whispering to each other. Many of them glanced at Yun Qingqing secretly, while others had confusion and anxiety on their faces.
They had just heard that a ghost cultivator had infiltrated the sect, and there were even rumors that the founder, who had been in ascension for two years, had suddenly returned. These news were too shocking and difficult to digest for a while.
Lin Xiuzhu stood beside Yun Qingqing, his expression solemn. He looked around at everyone and said loudly:
"Silence! I have gathered you all today to make an important announcement."
The crowd gradually quieted down.
Yun Qingqing's eyes were like lightning, slowly sweeping over everyone present.
Her gaze finally stopped at a disciple standing in the back row—Zhou Ming, the fourth senior brother of Tianyi Sect, who had just been making things difficult for her.
At this moment, his face was swollen and his eyes were rolling around. When he found Yun Qingqing looking at him, he suddenly howled and rushed forward, throwing himself to the ground and crying loudly:
"Grandmaster, I was blind and failed to recognize you in time! Please punish me!"
Lin Xiuzhu was startled and frowned:
"Junior Brother Zhou, what are you doing? Back off immediately!"
Zhou Ming's face was filled with guilt and pain, he cried and howled:
"Although I care about the safety of the sect, I absolutely shouldn't have spoken against the Grandmaster. I deserve to be punished! Grandmaster, please enforce the law impartially and punish me severely! I will have no complaints!"
Yun Qingqing heard Feng Yin curse behind her:
"What the hell? He's pretending to be innocent. He's deliberately trying to put the senior in a bad light. Just by saying he's a ghost cultivator, it becomes a personal vendetta!"
Yun Qingqing knew Zhou Ming's plan very well.
But if you want to set her up, you have to see if she accepts it.
Yun Qingqing pointed at the ruler expressionlessly:
"Honestly, beat it."