493: Chapter 62: Yellow Sparrow_2 493: Chapter 62: Yellow Sparrow_2 “Wu Brother, even if True Master Jun Shan is indeed among the envoys, it matters not.”
Huang Xi sent his voice quietly: “The Chief simply wants to peek at Xie Zhen’s cards in advance…
Now that the order has been issued to the Three Great Sects, it means that action will be taken no matter what.”
“I, of course, understand this principle.”
The black-robed child spoke somberly: “However, trust, as a thing, cannot withstand too many tests.
The trust built up over the years between the Imperial City Department and the Three Great Sects was half destroyed on that night at Moss Ridge…
The remaining half cannot endure too much turbulence.
This assassination attempt poses a great risk for us, and if there is another Reincarnated True Person from the Taoist sects on the Treasure Ship, the Three Great Sects dare not wade into muddy waters recklessly.”
“That is only natural.”
Huang Xi sighed with a hint of helplessness: “The Chief said you all may observe from the sidelines first, and consider intervening only when the time is ripe.”
“If that’s the case…”
The child chuckled softly: “Then Wu will wait and see a bit longer.”
Just at this moment, a deep voice arose from not too far away.
“I wonder, friend, what is it you wish to see?”
The voice appeared without any warning, startling everyone present like a sudden clap of thunder.
“Who—”
The black-robed child’s heart skipped a beat as he abruptly lifted his head.
He saw a tall figure holding a golden mallet, slowly walking out from the midst of the fog.
“Miao Zhen?!”
Huang Xi’s expression changed drastically, “How did you find this place?”
The next moment.
He suddenly realized, anger flashing across his face as he looked at the kneeling and trembling disciples from Huo Qu.
…
…
“Mr.
Xie, you’re back so soon?”
Within the guest chamber of the Purple Green Treasure Ship,
Jun Shan was sitting cross-legged, slowly opening his eyes to look at the black-robed young man entering the room.
He took a quick sniff and said teasingly: “There’s no scent of blood…
Seems like you didn’t kill many…”
“I killed one.”
Xie Xuanyi spoke indifferently: “The only ones obstructing me were the spies sent by the Imperial City Department.
I originally intended to kill them all, however, Miao Zhen intervened.”
“Heh.”
Jun Shan sneered: “What’s this, after rebirth and relearning, you’ve become a living Bodhisattva?
Where is he now?”
“…”
The term ‘living Bodhisattva’ left Xie Xuanyi silent for a moment.
“He went out.”
Xie Xuanyi sighed: “You may have misunderstood.
Him stopping me from killing those people is not a burst of kindness…”
“Oh?”
Jun Shan paused a moment, quickly grasped the meaning behind Xie Zhen’s words.
His demeanor grew more animated, he chuckled quietly: “Not bad, not bad, this is the ‘Miao Zhen’ I know!”
…
…
At the moment when Xie Xuanyi was prepared to unleash his Sword Intent to slay Huo Qu and those disciples,
Miao Zhen stopped him in front of everyone.
Simultaneously,
Miao Zhen also sent a soul message to Xie Xuanyi.
[“Let these people go for now, this monk will root out the problem on behalf of the patron.”]
This was the reason for the flash of complexity in Xie Xuanyi’s eyes.
He did not expect Miao Zhen, this fellow, to make a move, would be even more ruthless than himself.
With Miao Zhen’s interference, Xie Xuanyi let go of Huo Qu’s disciples.
These individuals felt lucky due to the “forgiveness” from the Buddhist sect and hurriedly fled for their lives, little did they know their movements were all within the hearing of Miao Zhen’s “Heavenly Ear Technique”.
This Buddhist monk, who seemed to be enjoying the scenery, quietly became the hunting bird among the reeds of Qu River.
Fan Yin Temple never went back on its word.
When he initially sought to persuade Xie Xuanyi to join forces, he offered the promise of “jointly facing the enemy”.
Now with the Treasure Ship on its journey, it was time to fulfill that promise.
“Buzz…
Buzz…
Buzz…”
The fog was dispersed by the golden light.
Miao Zhen, holding the Ming Sha Staff, shattered the surrounding layers of darkness with its vibrations.
He smiled as he gazed at the scene before him: “If I’m not mistaken, this is the ‘Huang Xi’ from the Imperial City, the Special Enforcement Officer…
I’ve heard of your illustrious name before.”
Huang Xi’s expression was extremely unpleasant.
“This person has an exceptional realm, with Perfect Cave Heaven and Tao Rules nearing perfection, just one step away from certifying as Yin God.
Aside from that, there’s an aura of the Evil Artifact ‘Soul-Beating Banner’ emitting from you, so it seems you are not some unknown individual.”
Miao Zhen slowly turned his head: “If I am not mistaken…
you should be a disciple under the Red Immortal of Yin Mountain—’True Master Qi Po’?”
“Damn it!”
Having his identity exposed, the black-robed child had a grim face as he looked at Huang Xi: “Working with the Imperial City is truly damn unlucky!”
On that night at Moss Ridge, the envoys of the Three Great Sects were slaughtered nearly to the last!
The mistake of the Imperial City Department caused the upper echelons of the Three Great Sects to be utterly enraged.
Only hindered by the Holy Empress’s majesty, this fury ultimately could not erupt.
The campaign against the Paperman Sect was a major undertaking, now just one step away from partnering with Great Chu to jointly annihilate the sect leader…
If the Three Great Sects wish to continue their alliance with the Great Chu Royal Family, they could only swallow this humiliation.
The trust between them was not substantial to begin with.
This time, Yuan Jimo’s words sounded pleasant, claiming he was merely coming to Qu River for an investigation.
The outcome?
He directly summoned the Buddha’s son of Fan Yin Temple!
“…I must report this to the head immediately!”
Huang Xi gritted his teeth and hurriedly took out his token, crushed it, but on the mountain peak, only a vibrating hum was emitted, the message couldn’t be transmitted at all.
Miao Zhen executed the “Divine Steps” and silently followed behind.
Before making his appearance, he sealed off the surrounding void entirely.
“Report my ass!”
True Master Qi Po shouted angrily and went straight into battle, flipping his wrist and wielding the “Soul-Beating Banner”.
Within a hundred yards, the chilling wind howled furiously.
For a moment, the sky darkened, a gloomy miasma churned, countless ghostly souls swept across the mountaintop, disciples of the Huoqu Mountain Gate, those in the Qi Refining Realm, the Foundation Establishment Realm, had no chance to resist, they were instantly dissolved by the soul-beating banner, their clothing shattered, flesh and blood flung about, becoming part of the banner’s world!
Those in the Qi-controlling Realm only fared slightly better, staggering, their eyes corroded in an instant.
From start to finish.
True Master Qi Po had no intention of sparing any of these people.
Not to mention Huo Qu’s death.
Even if Huo Qu were alive, the cultivators of this mountain were to be refined by the soul-beating banner, Huo Qu included!
“Boom -”
The big banner fell to the ground, the heavens dimmed, even the sun was dyed pitch-black.
“Since this bald donkey has come knocking, today shall be a struggle of life and death.”
True Master Qi Po spoke coldly, “Huang Xi, let’s join forces and kill him together!”
“Huff…”
Huang Xi took a deep breath.
This was the first time he had witnessed such tactics…
The disciples cultivated by the Red Immortal, White Ghost, and Qing Xiao, known collectively as the Yin Mountain Three Saints, indeed had extraordinary means!
“The Soul-Beating Banner has ten grades.”
At this moment.
On the mountaintop, at the end of the chilling wind, a deep and indifferent voice sounded.
“It is said that the ‘Soul-Beating Banner’ of ‘Red Immortal’ has refined tens of thousands of souls, including several of Yin God Perfection, surpassing the ‘tenth grade’…
Your Soul-Beating Banner should only be of the eighth grade.”
Countless evil ghosts wailed within the chilling wind.
Yet these wails couldn’t stop the spread of the deep voice.
The young monk spoke slowly, his voice filled with compassion, “If you continue to kill thousands of innocent lives to advance to Yin God, perhaps this evil artifact could take a further step, then what is covered won’t be just a mountain top as simple as that.”
“Who needs to kill so many people?”
True Master Qi Po scoffed coldly, “Killing just you is enough.”
“That would be for the best.”
The young monk grinned, “Then try today…
see if you can indeed kill me.”
As the words fell.
The sound of metal clashing erupted.
The Buddhist son took a step forward, and behind him, a majestic Buddha Country rose slowly.
Huang Xi was stunned in his entirety.
Thousands of radiant lights descended.
The oppressive gloom that once crushed this desolate mountain was shattered in an instant.
The True Words of the Ming Sha Treasure Staff turned into scorching golden suns, suspended above.
The sacred Buddha Country replaced the sun tainted by the soul-beating banner, hanging high, countless blazing lights pouring down like a waterfall—
“Ah!!”
The child in the black robe screamed, his robe torn to shreds by the brilliance in an instant, falling hard to the ground.
The big banner planted at the mountaintop was instantly shattered, suppressed by the Buddha Country, rendered immobile.
He looked at the monk before him in terror.
The golden light was brilliant.
With every step the Buddha’s son took, he seemed to grow a zhang taller.
Eventually, he seemed to be hundreds of zhang tall.
Miao Zhen extended his palm slowly towards the black-robed evil cultivator in front of him.
It was as if he was going to encapsulate the entire mountain within his hand.
A faintly compassionate voice spread across miles.
It was a question to oneself.
And a sigh of lamentation.
“If I don’t enter hell, who will?”