The midday winter sun shines lazily on the summit of Wanfa, on two disillusioned people, one with a loss of memory.
The drifting cold wind brings the figure of the white-haired Daoist. Qing Yu slowly landed on the top of Wan Fa Peak and looked towards Tong Hua, who was controlled by the ban, Xuan Goblet, who was lost in thought and talking to himself, and Xuan Feng, who was still lying dazed.
“Senior Uncle Xuan Goblet, and Senior Uncle Tonghua, Qing Yu has come to see you.” Qing Yu smiled and said.
“Heh, the future head of the True Martial Sect, is he here to flaunt his power to the prisoners under his rank?” Tong Jue sneered.
As for Xuan Goblet, he remained lost in thought to himself, falling to the ground and mumbling to himself.
Qing Yu shook his head and said, “You two are not prisoners of your rank, and prisoners of your rank are not qualified to sunbathe here so freely.”
Qing Yu walked faithfully and pressed a finger on Xuan Feng’s forehead.
At the beginning, in order to prevent Xuan Feng from doing bad things, Qing Yu had sealed Xuan Feng’s memory, making him a truly demented old man. Now that Qing Yu’s purpose had been achieved, there was no need to seal Xuan Feng anymore.
Even more, Qing Yu could still use Xuanfeng in the future.
Xuanfeng is dedicated to the True Martial Sect and is willing to do whatever is good for the True Martial Sect. Years ago, he submitted to Xuan Chen for the stability of the True Martial Sect, and now, he would also submit to Qing Yu.
This is an excellent tool person, that is, if he does not yield, he can still keep company with Xuanzheng and the others.
As his memory reopened, Xuan Feng’s godless eyes gradually took on a sparkle. The first moment he regained his self-awareness, he saw the figure of the white-haired Taoist.
And then, without hesitation, Xuanfeng gathered his whole body’s true qi and struck at Qing Yu.
“Roar–”
The shape of a white tiger flashed in the air, and the Geng Jin Qi struck hard at Qing Yu’s body, but it was hardly effective at all.
“You ——-” Xuanfeng looked at his hands in disbelief, and then at Qing Yu who was on cloud nine.
His sea of consciousness was stuck before his memories were sealed, when Qing Yu’s strength was still only at the True Dan realm. The last fragment of Xuanfeng’s memory was that he had failed to attack Qing Yu and was instead restrained by him. After that, there was nothing more.
“Senior Uncle Xuanfeng,” Qing Yu looked down at Xuanfeng, “Did you have a comfortable sleep this time?”
“Sleep ——”
Countless fragments seemed to flash through Xuanfeng’s mind, scenes that he had unconsciously witnessed as a demented old man. Among them, Qing Yu, Xuan Goblet, and Xuan Zhen’s figure appeared the most times.
He couldn’t help but hold his head and take another look at Tonghua and Xuan Goblet nearby, finally realising that a long time had pa*sed, perhaps even so long that the dust had settled on everything.
“What happened to the True Martial Sect?” Xuanfeng asked subconsciously.
“Xuan Chen was intercepted and killed outside, and was replaced by someone else. The poor dao could not bear to see the clan fall into the hands of traitors, so he set things right and put the traitors down, and now the True Martial Sect has been restored to what it should have been.” Qing Yu skipped over this period of time with a single word, and made an effort to put gold on his face.
“The Sect Leader is dead? Someone else impersonated the Sect Leader ——” Xuanfeng fell back into a huge dismay, muttering with a face full of disbelief.
To him it was just a matter of closing his eyes and opening them again, and this True Martial Sect had already changed the sky. The tremendous change made it difficult for Xuan Feng, an expert of the True Dan realm, to adapt.
“Qing Yu.”
Behind him, a hoarse voice suddenly came, and Qing Yu turned back to look, only to see Xuan Goblet suddenly awake at this moment, his gaze burning into himself.
“Qing Yu, when did you discover Xuan Fa’s identity?” He asked.
“It was when I really confirmed that he was still alive that day when I returned to the True Martial Sect, after opening the coffin to examine the corpse.” Qing Yu smiled, and didn’t hide it, answering directly.
“An open coffin to examine the corpse?” Xuan Goblet’s brow furrowed deeply as he realized that his understanding of Qing Yu had always remained superficial.
There was no trace of respect for Xuan Fa in this senior nephew’s eyes, and in order to confirm that Xuan Fa was still alive, he did not hesitate to raise the coffin and open it to examine the corpse.
Afterwards, he did not hesitate to draw Xuan Fa out and kill him.
Xuan Goblet felt that his next words were stuck in his throat and he could not even spit them out. He had wanted to ask why the master and disciple had fought with swords, to ask why they could be so ruthless. But now, Xuan Goblet felt that it was only natural.
This pair of master and disciple, who were deep in the city and acted ruthlessly, naturally did not spare any means to achieve their goals. Where was the why?
Not only did Xuan Goblet fail to see through Qing Yu, he likewise failed to see through Xuan Fa.
“Second uncles, and uncle, in February next year, I will take over the position of Sect Leader. You three think carefully about what choice you should make. The True Martial Sect is about to change, and the person at the helm of this great ship has already changed.
I can at least guarantee that the True Martial Sect will be better and stronger than in Xuan Chen’s hands. This ship will never sink in my hands, it will only ride the waves and move forward forever.”
After saying this, Qing Yu lightly waved his big sleeve and left the Wanfa Peak.
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Great Qian, within Department Six.
Ning Wuming put down the intelligence he had just obtained in his hand and rubbed his brow in some disorientation.
“Brother Ning, what’s wrong?” Seeing this, Qin Xihai couldn’t help but ask with concern.
“Qing Yu defeated Xuan Chen and suppressed the opposing forces of the True Martial Sect, and will be succeeding as the True Martial Sect’s head in February next year.” Ning Wuming handed the information in his hand to Qin Xihai.
“This ——” Qin Xihai gave the intelligence a cursory glance and said incredulously, “How can he be so powerful?”
“We have always tried to overestimate Qing Yu as much as possible, but we never thought we would still underestimate him. The current Qing Yu can be described as a latent dragon rising to the heavens and becoming a great figure in the world. With him controlling the True Martial Sect, plus having the help of Northern Zhou, he is no longer something we can deal with just by thinking about it.”
Ning Wuming thought for a moment before finally deciding, “Hold off on targeting Qing Yu, we don’t have enough spare energy to deal with him at the moment.”
“But the Shadow King is now gathering momentum, if we don’t reduce Qing Yu as a helper in advance, it will be even harder to deal with him in the future.” Qin Xihai said.
“No need to worry, this person Qing Yu is not that kind of Shadow King’s minion, he has his own ambitions. Now, the Shadow King is not necessarily in control of Qing Yu either. The relationship between the two of them is not as stable as one might think.”
Ning Wuming seemed to have the pearl of wisdom at his fingertips as he spoke with both the decadence of not being able to make a move and a powerful confidence, “This man Qing Yu is ambitious, and with his former status as Gongzi Yu, even if we don’t make a move, there will be enough enemies to find us. Just watch, this guy who has been fiddling in the shadows, now that he’s on the stage, there’s no telling how many people will be watching him?
All we need to do now is sit back and watch the tiger fight, waiting for the opportunity to take advantage of it.”
Qing Yu’s strength had caused Ning Wuming to reluctantly suspend his hatred and wait for the right moment. This time would never be long, Ning Wuming had this intuition.
