Chapter 340: Disloyalty after the Disaster
A ruined city, billowing smoke and countless scattered evil remains.
The world is in ruins.
In fact, ever since the ancient descendants disappeared from this world, the seven great immortal sects have been standing tall and unmoved throughout the entire continent.
Just as mortals dare not look up in front of the immortals' gates, the countless noble families in Qingyun can only stand in awe and look up in admiration when facing the immortals' temples.
But no one had ever imagined that one day this place regarded as a holy place would be attacked and destroyed.
On the way back, everyone was trembling in their hearts as they looked at the countless dilapidated buildings.
The disciples of Shanhai Pavilion were the first to arrive at the sect, after all, they were very close to the entire ruins.
A dense crowd of disciples followed Huo Xingzhong as they walked up the mountain. They saw collapsed halls everywhere along the way, corpses exposed in the wilderness, and thick smoke billowing into the sky.
They remained silent, without saying a word, until they arrived at the ruins that had been razed to the ground.
When he saw the tall figure in the ruins and the celestial bell ringing continuously in the sky, Huo Xingzhong breathed a sigh of relief.
Shang Xiyao, the holy son of the Wending Sect, also returned to the Wending Mountain at this time. Looking at his father standing proudly on the top of the Broken Mountain, the uneasiness in his heart immediately disappeared.
As for Chen Luo and Chen Xi, the two direct descendants of the Chen Immortal Clan, they did not see the clan leader grandfather when they returned to the mountain.
However, the elders of the sect said that the old patriarch was fine, just seriously injured and was in seclusion to recover, which gave them some reassurance.
The only difference is the group from Xuanyuan Immortal Mansion.
After the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice ended, the power of the holy weapons surged in the Taoist temples of other immortal sects, indicating that the worst outcome did not happen. Only their Xuanyuan Immortal Mansion had not seen the light of the Xuanyuan Pearl.
Meanwhile, the eighth son, Zhong Qi, who was secretly designated by the Xuanyuan Sect Leader as the next Sect Leader, walked up the mountain and led a large group of Xuanyuan disciples all the way to the ruins of the Sect Leader's Immortal Palace.
Before they could look for them, a group of disciples who stayed in the sect appeared in front of Zhong Qi.
At that time, they were standing in a circle, staring silently at the center.
When Zhong Qi and his group's footsteps sounded, someone in the crowd turned around.
"Old Eight."
"Brother?"
The legitimate son of Sect Leader Xuanyuan was named Zhong Yun. He was surrounded by numerous relatives. After staring at Zhong Qi, he glanced back slightly, and the people around him quickly made way for him.
Following the gap that was vacated, Zhong Qi saw the scene in the center of the crowd.
At this time, the headmaster of Xuanyuan was lying on a cliff, his broken body leaning against the cliff wall. His weak breath seemed to be about to stop in an instant, and it was obvious that he would not live long.
Apart from Danzong, the Xuanyuan Sect Master was the first one to go into seclusion and attempt to ascend, and also the one who spent the longest time in seclusion.
In order to break free from the confinement of his body on his soul, he has been following the will of heaven to let his body age, while constantly severing the connection between his body and soul, preparing for the final ascension.
In other words, except for the young master of the Spirit Mirror who temporarily took over, he was the weakest among the six as he was about to ascend.
In the past, he didn't need to worry about anything because he had the holy weapon to protect him, but when the holy weapon became ineffective and a powerful Linxian attacked him, a death was inevitable.
Zhong Qi clenched his fists immediately after seeing this scene: "Where's that demon?!"
"The headmaster of the Heavenly Academy came to assist. The Chu family's patriarch failed to succeed and has fled from the mountains. He is being pursued to the west."
After Zhong Yun finished speaking, he pointed to the sky. There was a trace of fairy light piercing through the western sky.
It was a pity that Sect Leader Xuanyuan was defeated, because he was only a moment away from reviving the Xuanyuan Pearl.
But that's how a turbulent battle is, a slight mistake can lead to a huge mistake.
Fortunately, the headmaster of Tianshu Academy came and prevented the demon from finding the Xuanyuan Pearl. He was killed in a bloody mist and fled madly.
"This catastrophe is tantamount to annihilation, causing heavy casualties in my Xuanyuan Immortal Mansion. Even my father will perish in this catastrophe. However, Xuanyuan cannot be without a leader for a day. My father has already sent a message, saying that he wants to pass the position of headmaster to me to take over."
"?"
Zhong Qi came back to his senses upon hearing the voice, his gaze retracted from the sky. After a buzzing in his head, he widened his eyes in disbelief: "Brother, are you kidding me?"
Zhong Yun looked at him with a burning gaze. "How dare I joke about such a serious matter? The uncles and aunts present here can all testify to the succession. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."
Zhong Qi looked at his uncles and saw that they all nodded.
This seems like an edict issued by a secular king before his death, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
But the problem is that other people may not know this, but these relatives of theirs know very well that they are the heirs all along.
After just a moment's thought, Zhong Qi understood that they must have reached some kind of deal during the period after his father's defeat.
It is true that he is the successor, but he has always been hiding behind Chu Xian and behind the third brother, and other people in the sect are unaware of his father's decision.
Especially since the boss in front of him was the eldest son...
Zhong Qi was filled with rage, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.
But even though he was filled with resentment, he suppressed his anger after careful consideration.
Because he knew that the current situation was not in his favor, and he had no way to prove that he was the chosen one, he could only endure it.
What he didn't expect was that just when he had suppressed his arrogance, the Taoist sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, as if it was controlled by someone, causing him to open his eyes wide instantly.
A cold look flashed across Zhong Yun's eyes. "Xuanyuan disciple Zhong Qi disobeyed the master's order and intended to kill. He should be executed."
"Buzz—"
There was a clear sound of iron, and the blood color reappeared in an instant.
At this time, Master Xuanyuan was leaning on the broken rocks and watching this scene, with blood constantly flowing out of his mouth.
His internal organs had been shattered, his spirit and soul had been severely damaged, and he was unable to speak and had no strength to speak.
However, swords and knives have no eyes, and such a close-range battle would of course affect him. So in a flash, he was hit hard by the deflected sword light, and his face was covered with blood.
The rage continued to attack the heart of the immobile Xuanyuan Sect Master, causing him to tremble all over and more blood to flow from his mouth.
But even so, no one took him seriously anymore.
He was a vicious character. He used humans to make elixirs and dissected corpses to examine them. Naturally, the children he raised were a group of wolf cubs.
Soon, his favorite son fell in a pool of blood just like him.
But the dispute did not end there, because with the death of Zhong Qi, Zhong Yun, who had not yet had time to raise his mouth, immediately saw a long sword piercing his body.
Turning around, he saw his third uncle, who had been betting on him, reveal a hint of ruthlessness.
His third uncle had never thought of competing for power during the previous power change, but the ambition that had been suppressed for a hundred years finally broke out.
But he was not the only one who had been suppressing his ambitions as the Immortal Sect declined two years ago.
When he was sure that the old master lying on the cliff was unable to move even after watching his brothers killing each other, a person who had previously followed Zhong Qi to the ruins suddenly released his aura.
In the blink of an eye, there was a massacre...
The same whispering and secret glances also appeared on the way back from Lingjian Mountain.
They had already arrived in Lingzhou at this time, and before reaching the foot of the mountain, they had already seen the situation of their own Taoist temple.
None of the low peaks surrounding the three main peaks of Lingjian Mountain are intact. Deep pits and gullies caused by battles are everywhere on the land.
The most crucial thing is that the entire Tianjian Peak collapsed.
Suddenly, one of the three main peaks that originally stood side by side was missing. The overwhelming sight made everyone's heart tighten.
Just as Ji You worried, the people of Lingjian Mountain also knew that once the holy weapon became ineffective, Lingjian Mountain would be the most vulnerable without Linxianjing in charge.
Amidst the buzzing sound, more than a hundred elders and thousands of disciples on the flying boat fell into the mountain path.
At this moment, a powerful person could not help but gently grasp his sword.
No one knew whether they held the swords because they felt that the Master of Jian was dead and the demon was still in the mountains, so they had to stand up and protect the sect, or because some of them could no longer suppress their ambitions and began to stir.
But either way, it's not a good thing at this moment.
"The situation within the sect is currently unclear. All disciples, please rest at the foot of the mountain. I will go up the mountain to survey the situation to ensure safety."
"?"
Everyone was slightly startled and looked at Yan Wei, the deputy leader of Tianjian Peak who spoke.
Yan Wei is Yan Zhong's cousin. Although he serves as the deputy peak master, he does not have much real power. He is equivalent to a core elder.
However, when the Master of Inspection, the Master and the Three Peaks Masters were absent, he was indeed the one with the highest status.
But his arrangements here are indeed a bit strange, and it is hard not to think too much.
It is true that Lingjian Mountain was destroyed, but there was no sound in the mountain. It would be unreasonable not to let anyone in when they got to the mountain gate.
Ding Yao couldn't help but frown: "Master Jian's safety is currently unknown. I'm sorry that I can't obey the Deputy Peak Master's order."
"Remember the hierarchy of seniority. When is it your turn to speak here?!"
"All disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain know that I only obey the orders of Master Jian."
"Master Jian's safety is unknown now. Is there no one left to take care of you? I made this arrangement for the safety of the disciples in the sect. I'm afraid there's an ambush in the mountains!"
Zhuo Wanqiu opened her mouth softly at this moment: "Is the Deputy Peak Master really so kind? Or is he going into the mountains to look for something?"
After hearing this, Yan Wei's brows furrowed instantly, and a trace of ferocity appeared on his old face.
Tianjian Peak was razed to the ground. In his opinion, the master might have met with an accident, and the demon wanted the holy weapon, so the master of the Jian sect might have suffered a bitter defeat.
He should be the one to make the decision on Lingjian Mountain.
The situation here is unclear, but he feels that he is of a high status, and he will naturally be furious if someone dares to contradict him in person.
"You two bitches, you are too bold."
With a roar of anger, Yan Wei suddenly raised his hand.
But before the slap could land, he discovered that the disciple from Xuanjian Peak in front of him suddenly knelt on the ground.
After a slight pause, Yan Wei couldn't help but look up to the west.
Above the cliff of Xuanjian Peak, a ray of fairy light was rising into the sky, rippling continuously in the cloudless sky, spreading out golden ripples.
And under this fairy light, there was a graceful figure looking at them.
She was dressed in a red and white fairy robe, looking down at them like a goddess descending to earth. The mystery around her continued to roar in the mountain breeze, and her face was filled with arrogance and indifference.
On its right side, a spiritual mirror containing endless power was constantly vibrating, staying beside it to convey a sense of closeness.
When they saw this scene, the complicated emotions of all the people from Lingjian Mountain disappeared instantly, and were replaced by awe and admiration.
Even the elders of Tianjian Peak folded their hands, bent their waists, and lightly touched the bottom with their foreheads.
When the Immortal Realm came to attack and kill everyone in the world, their young Jianzhu defended the Spirit Sword Mountain.
The corners of Yan Wei's eyes trembled slightly, and when he saw this scene, a trace of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
The holy weapon was ineffective, and Lin Xianjing came to kill him. He didn't know how the other party was able to escape death, and he couldn't even see any signs of serious injury.
But his reaction was quick, and he immediately chose to bend over to the ground.
After waiting for a long time, there was no sound on the mountain, and Yan Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
His evil intentions were not that obvious, and he was not under the jurisdiction of Xuanjian Peak, but a member of the main lineage of Tianjian Peak.
After a brief bow and ceremony, everyone stood up at the signal of the master and walked towards the mountain.
However, as they walked, they suddenly felt a huge pressure coming towards them, followed by a scream.
Turning around, he saw Yan Wei being fiercely knocked away by a beam of fairy light. A mouthful of old blood instantly sprayed into the air, and he fell onto the cliff with a bang. He groaned with his heart and liver broken, and his whole body was trembling.
Yan Shu also looked at him indifferently, as if he was looking down at an ant from the top of a high cliff.
Although the demon who attempted to seize the holy weapon was killed, the power of the immortal sect that was torn apart could not be restored in a short time.
Especially after this catastrophe, many people thought she should be the first to die.
So she had to show up with the holy weapon, to show it to the disciples in the mountains and to the people of the world.
The master of Lingjian Mountain is not dead, and Lingjian Mountain is still her Lingjian Mountain.
Yan Wei got up from the ground at this time, looking at the judge at the top with trembling body, and found that he only took one more step, and the terrifying pressure came from the air again, and he froze in an instant.
At this time, Yan Shuyi lowered his eyes, then turned his head downwards to look at Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu who were coming up the mountain with tears in their eyes.
"Master Jian!"
"What about him?"
Yan Shuyi turned around and looked at them, his face pale as he spoke.
The calm and composed majesty that seemed to have everything under control suddenly broke down, and a hint of weakness and uneasiness appeared in his eyes.
Seeing this scene, Cui'er, the maid serving beside her, suddenly pursed her lips.
She had suspected that Jianzhu had a lover since she joined the Tiandao Society, and she had vaguely confirmed the man's identity, but she had never felt how close this relationship was.
After all, in her opinion, as the appraiser, even if she had a lover, he would probably treat her as a concubine.
But until this moment, she found that the examiner, who had been expressionless before, seemed a little scared.
Seeing that their appraiser was really fine, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu finally felt relieved after hanging their heads all the way. Their voices were already extremely hoarse when they spoke.
"Replying to Master Jian, the young master was afraid that something might happen to you, so he ignored the advice and broke into the Tiandao Festival alone to kill Chu Xian. Now he is seriously injured and has been taken back to the Tianshuyuan."
After hearing that he was not dead, the young master was silent for a long time, and his eyelashes suddenly became slightly wet: "This little disciple of the Tianshu Academy is quite impressive."
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu both subconsciously pursed their lips: "Young Master is so brave..."
"Tell me about it in detail."
The two men then opened their mouths and told him everything, from the attack on the road, to the theft of the three imitation holy artifacts, to Ji You and Tian Duohun's intrusion into the Tiandao Festival, and the doubts in everyone's minds about how he clearly disliked the Xian Sect the most and couldn't understand what the Xian Sect's demise had to do with him. They told him everything in detail.
The relationship between Yan Shuyi and Ji You actually had little to do with their cultivation, nor was it because of their status. While they were playing around, they never thought about the general situation in the world, let alone what the other party could do for them.
So even though everyone could see that she liked Ji You, she still acted like a superior judge.
But she had never thought that one day she would need to be protected by others like a weak woman.
The disciples of Xiaoxiaotian Academy really came out with swords in hand to protect her.
Yan Shuyi remained silent after hearing this, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu looked at their appraiser's puffy cheeks and thought that the appraiser seemed to be about to cry.
It's no wonder. Ji You's lonely leap appeared in their minds, and they thought that anyone who heard about it would find it difficult to resist that feeling.
"Although the catastrophe has passed, the sect may not be safe. I'm sure everyone in the world will think I'm dead, so it's not surprising that they're ready to make a move. I can't leave the sect for the time being. You take a group of disciples with you, and call Elder Yan Chuan and Elder Yan De, to go to the Heavenly Academy to watch over him for me. Don't leave his side even a step."
"Yes, Master Jian."
"There are still some things. I have packed them. Please follow me."
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu followed and walked into the hall at the top of the mountain.
The two ancestors of Xuanjian Peak and the chief elder Qi Zhengyang were recuperating in the hall, and Xing'er was serving them.
The two men saluted the three people, and then followed Yan Shuyi to the back hall.
As soon as they entered the room, they saw a huge bundle placed bloatedly on the ground. It was as tall as a person and wider than the desk next to it.
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu walked over, opened it and took a look, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching.
The bundle was filled with sealed pill boxes, all of which contained top-grade pills stored in the Lingjian Mountain medicine storehouse as a treasure.
While searching, they also found that the Dan Sect had always only given the Shengsheng Zaohua Pill to the Sect Leader.
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu looked up, thinking that Master Jian had emptied the elixir storehouse of Lingjian Mountain.
She couldn't leave the mountain because the sect was stable, so she must have been restless before the news came, which is why she packed so many things on her own.
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu packed up their bags, then left as ordered and went down the mountain to inform Yan Chuan and Yan De.
Yan Shuyi took out a piece of letter paper and wrote the three words "Yuan Caiwei".
Danzong is now closed, and she doesn't know if the letter can be delivered, but if she wants to cure diseases and save lives, this is undoubtedly the best choice.
The setting sun sets in the west and the dark clouds disperse.
In Shengjing City, everyone from Tianshu Academy returned exhausted.
Seeing the huge crowd returning, the countless cultivators who remained in the city couldn't help but come to the dilapidated long street.
No one was surprised by their miserable state and injuries.
In the end, the matter even reached a point where someone from the Immortal Realm was trying to snatch the holy artifact. In their view, even if no remains of these people were left, it would not be unexpected.
However, what surprised everyone was the spiritual sword flying in the front.
The person lying on the flying sword was Ji You, and escorting him on both sides were the two hall masters of Tianshu Academy. It was a huge scene that made people whisper to each other.
The most important thing is that there were not only Zuo Qiuyang and Chaihu, but also someone who had been waiting in front of the mountain gate early. He took over immediately when the flying sword arrived, and brought Ji You into the courtyard together with Zuo Qiuyang.
"How's it going?"
"The heart meridian is protected, but the loss is too great."
In the inner courtyard of the Auspicious Hall, a glimmer of light flashed in You Yingqiu's eyes. After reflecting within his body for a moment, he frowned slightly: "How could his meridians have atrophied to this extent?"
Zuo Qiuyang was silent for a moment before speaking, "It was a formation. He used the Dao Sword as the foundation and himself as the pivot. The formation took away all his energy and drained him dry."
"If an ordinary person had been hit so hard, he would have died."
"Yes, the good thing is that his body is so strong."
The powerful suction of the Jingxian Sword Formation plundered all the spiritual energy in Ji You's body, and also sucked his meridians to the point of atrophy, blocking his entire body. From the perspective of divine consciousness, he was no different from a dead person.
But his body had a strong energy that continued to support him, so that not only did he not die on the spot, he even had the ability to force himself to cut off Chu Xian's head. It was simply like a fairy tale.
But the problem is that once the meridians atrophy, it is very difficult for people to recover, and the injury will only get worse.
After a few days of exhaustion, his life came to an end.
Because no matter whether you take medicine or receive treatment, the medicinal properties and power cannot reach the injured area along the atrophied meridians.
The two discussed it and decided to nourish Ji You's meridians with spiritual energy first to see if they could reopen them.
This process is actually very difficult, because Ji You's body can no longer withstand the torture. The only hope is that the vitality in his body can withstand this treatment.
At dusk, the weather was difficult.
The faint but not simple spiritual energy turned into a gossamer, constantly rippling.
This first round of nourishment took about three hours, and even powerful warriors like them who had reached the perfection of the upper five realms were extremely tired.
Fortunately, as his meridians were stretched for the first time, Ji You's pale face gradually began to show some color.
But when they withdrew their strength, his meridians began to shrink back little by little.
"It doesn't seem that easy."
"Take it slow. He's too weak now to withstand more intense treatment."
Zuo Qiuyang stood up after he finished speaking: "I'll leave this kid here with you for now. I'll come back tomorrow."
After the catastrophe, the entire Qingyun was in chaos. He was in charge of the School of Affairs and was responsible for handling academic affairs, so he was very busy.
You Yingqiu escorted him outside the hall, where she saw Cao Jinsong and the others waiting at the bottom of the stairs. Upon seeing her, she immediately bowed and said, "Palace Master You, may I ask how Ji You is doing now?"
"He's been badly injured. You need to be more patient."
"Can we go and take a look?"
You Yingqiu thought for a moment and said, "His atrophied meridians were just stretched open by Senior Brother Zuoqiu and I. He's currently recovering on his own. We can't disturb him. You can come over tomorrow morning."
Without waiting for Cao Jinsong's agreement, You Yingqiu turned around and returned to his own hall.
However, as soon as she entered the back hall, her eyes couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
He saw his master teacher standing in front of Ji You, with fairy light surging between his hands and gently entering Ji You's body.
She had just done the same thing and knew that it was extremely exhausting, so she didn't say anything and just watched quietly from the side.
The master did not speak a word, but coughed from time to time, and the withered and decadent air in his body could no longer be suppressed.
"How is Lingjian Mountain now?"
"Master, I haven't received any news yet, but after the Heavenly Dao Festival ended, the power of the Holy Weapon appeared, so I think everything should be fine."
"It's really strange..."
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(End of this chapter)
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