Chapter 1741: Personal Grudge

While Zhao Yang was lost in wild speculation, a middle-aged man in a green robe slowly walked in.

"Master," Zhao Yang was slightly stunned, then immediately rose from the stone bed to bow.

This middle-aged man in a green robe was none other than the Grand Patriarch of Yuanyang Sect, Zhao Yang's master.

"You are very good," Zhao Yang's master said, looking at Zhao Yang. "You unauthorizedly activated the teleportation array and injured fellow disciples. I did not execute you on the spot; that is already a mercy outside the law."

Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly. "Master, I did that for the sake of Yuanyang Sect."

"Yuanyang Sect's affairs are none of your concern," Zhao Yang's master said coldly. "From today on, you are no longer qualified to serve as Young Patriarch of Yuanyang Sect. I will arrange for other disciples to serve as Young Patriarch. You will stay in Yuanyang Sect quietly; only when you have figured it out may you leave."

Zhao Yang nodded slightly. "Thank you, Master, for your kindness."

After Zhao Yang's master left the stone prison, Zhao Yang could not help but let out a bitter smile. He had planned for so long, yet this was the result. Not only had he failed to complete his plan, but he was now imprisoned in the stone prison. Now, wanting to leave Yuanyang Sect, it was already impossible...

Just as Zhao Yang was imprisoned in the stone prison, bitterly pondering methods to escape, he suddenly felt his body spin in a dizzying whirl. When Zhao Yang opened his eyes, he suddenly found himself in an unfamiliar place.

"Where is this?" Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "It seems I have never been to this place before?"

Just as Zhao Yang was surveying his surroundings, he suddenly felt a great force strike him, and he was immediately sent flying. After crashing heavily to the ground, Zhao Yang immediately felt a surge of blood qi rush from his abdomen to his throat. But it was pressed back by an invisible force.

"Little beast, seeing this Seat, why do you not quickly rise?" a middle-aged beautiful woman said coldly. "You have already fallen victim to this Seat's poisonous scheme; in two hours, the poison will take effect and you will die. Now this Seat gives you a chance. If you are willing to become this Seat's disciple, this Seat will spare your life."

Zhao Yang struggled to his feet, staring fixedly at this middle-aged beautiful woman. "Why did you save me?"

"That will be discussed later," this middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly. "Now you only need to give this Seat an answer. This Seat can give you one more chance. If you do not cherish this chance, then do not blame this Seat for being ruthless."

Although Zhao Yang hated this middle-aged beautiful woman very much, at this moment he had no other choice. Because what this middle-aged beautiful woman said was correct; he was already poisoned and was simply no match for this middle-aged beautiful woman. If he wanted to leave here, only by acknowledging this middle-aged beautiful woman as his master was it possible...

"Disciple humbly obeys Master's decree," Zhao Yang prostrated before this middle-aged beautiful woman and said respectfully. "Please accept three bows from your disciple."

"Very good," this middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly. "That you could make this decision shows you are not utterly stupid. If you wish to leave here, follow this Seat to Wan Shou Men."

Wan Shou Men? Zhao Yang was slightly surprised. Wan Shou Men was not a major sect; at best, it was merely a small sect. With his status, entering a major sect would be easy. The reason he originally chose Yuanyang Sect was also because Yuanyang Sect belonged to a major sect, which was very helpful for his cultivation.

Yet this middle-aged beautiful woman wanted to take him to Wan Shou Men?

"Disciple humbly obeys Master's decree," Zhao Yang immediately said. "Does disciple need to follow Master to Wan Shou Men right now?"

"Yes," this middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly. "Now let us depart."

Zhao Yang thought for a moment and then felt relieved. Although he was currently poisoned, if this middle-aged beautiful woman intended to harm him, she would not have needed to wait until now. So Zhao Yang followed this middle-aged beautiful woman out of here without hesitation.

When Zhao Yang and this middle-aged beautiful woman arrived at Wan Shou Men, disciples of Wan Shou Men immediately came to pay respects. And the Patriarch of Wan Shou Men also came to pay respects to this middle-aged beautiful woman. "It has been many days; the Patriarch still looks as spirited as ever."

"I am old," this middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head slightly. "I have already sold this old body to my little disciple. From now on, this old body will seek shelter under my junior brother's sect."

"What kind of talk is that?" the Patriarch of Wan Shou Men was slightly stunned. "To have the honor of sheltering the Patriarch is my junior brother's three lives of fortune." "Enough, enough," this middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly. "Let us not speak these useless words. This old body cannot withstand much trouble; let me quietly spend a few years in leisure."

While speaking, this middle-aged beautiful woman walked outwards. The Patriarch of Wan Shou Men immediately led several disciples to chase after her. And Zhao Yang followed closely behind. When this middle-aged beautiful woman reached a deserted place, she immediately flashed and vanished.

"Master," Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, then immediately shouted.

"Do not shout anymore," a voice suddenly said beside Zhao Yang. "Follow me."

Zhao Yang looked toward the sound and immediately discovered this voice was indeed coming from his master. Only this master was not speaking to him, but speaking to the air.

"What is going on?" Zhao Yang thought in astonishment. "Could Master already have perished?"

Although Zhao Yang was very puzzled, at this moment he had no other choice. He immediately followed behind his master and walked forward. After Zhao Yang walked forward for about the time it takes to eat a meal, he suddenly felt a great force strike him, and he was immediately sent flying.

After crashing heavily to the ground, Zhao Yang could not help but let out a muffled groan. Although this fall did not injure his internal organs, it left Zhao Yang dizzy and disoriented. When Zhao Yang struggled to his feet, he suddenly felt a surge of blood qi rush from his abdomen to his throat. But it was pressed back by an invisible force.

"Disciple, are you alright?" a middle-aged beautiful woman asked from the side with concern.

Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "Master, disciple is fine."

"That is good, that is good," this middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly. "Now we have already left Wan Shou Men. I have something here to give you."

While speaking, this middle-aged beautiful woman took a jade pendant from her pocket and handed it into Zhao Yang's hand. "Hold this jade pendant tightly. If someone tries to kill you, take out this jade pendant. After this person sees this jade pendant, they will retreat in fear."

Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "Master, what kind of jade pendant is this? Why can it withstand such a powerful attack?" "This jade pendant is our sect's supreme protective treasure and also our token," this middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly. "Although this jade pendant cannot withstand a full-power strike from the Nascent Soul stage, it can withstand ordinary attacks."

Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "Master, disciple does not understand. Since this jade pendant cannot withstand a full-power strike from the Nascent Soul stage, why must disciple use it to withstand those attacks?"

"You do not understand this," this middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head slightly. "Although this jade pendant cannot withstand a full-power strike from the Nascent Soul stage, ordinary people simply do not know that this jade pendant cannot withstand a full-power strike from the Nascent Soul stage. As long as we do not speak, others will not know. Therefore, this jade pendant can withstand most attacks. As long as it is not a full-power strike from the Nascent Soul stage, most attacks can be withstood."

Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "I see. However, disciple has one matter unclear; I hope Master will instruct."

"Whatever you do not understand, just speak," this middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly.

"Master, disciple does not know which faction our sect belongs to," Zhao Yang prostrated before this middle-aged beautiful woman and said respectfully. "Disciple only knows that he belongs to the Human Race, but does not know which faction our sect belongs to."

"Our sect does not belong to any faction," this middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head slightly. "Our sect belongs to the Hidden Sects; we do not contend with the mundane world, seeking only self-preservation."

Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "Hidden Sects? But disciple has heard of many Hidden Sects in the mundane world. Is there any difference between our sect and them?"

"Those Hidden Sects are actually not Hidden Sects; they are merely outposts established by the mundane world," this middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly. "Those so-called Hidden Sects are actually all outposts established by the mundane world. These outposts are all used to confuse enemies. The true Hidden Sects are only us few." Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "Master, disciple still does not understand. Since there are so many Hidden Sects in the mundane world, why must our sect also hide?"

"You do not understand this," this middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head slightly. "Although there are many Hidden Sects in the mundane world, they are not true Hidden Sects. These Hidden Sects are merely for pursuing status and power in the mundane world. Although these Hidden Sects can also bring certain help to the mundane world, what they pursue is not true seclusion. True Hidden Sects do not pursue status and power in the mundane world."

Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "I see. However, disciple has one more matter unclear; I hope Master will instruct."

"Whatever you do not understand, just speak," this middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly.

"Master, disciple has been in the sect for some time; why can disciple not yet go to the Back Mountain?" Zhao Yang prostrated before this middle-aged beautiful woman and said respectfully. "When disciple was in Yuanyang Sect, he once heard that there is a secret in the Back Mountain, known only to the sect's elders. I do not know when disciple can go to the Back Mountain."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" this middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head slightly. "There is indeed a secret in the Back Mountain, but this secret is known only to the sect's Patriarch. If you wish to become Patriarch, first you must have sufficient strength. If you have no strength, even if you know this secret, it is useless. So you must first work hard to improve your strength."

Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "I see. Disciple understands."

"It is good that you understand," this middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly. "Enough; now we have already left Wan Shou Men. Let us find a place to settle down first."

Zhao Yang respectfully replied, then followed behind the middle-aged beautiful woman and walked forward. The two walked for a while, and suddenly someone walked toward them. This person saw Zhao Yang and suddenly shouted, "Is this not Zhao Yang? Why are you with this demoness?" Zhao Yang looked up and discovered that the person speaking was indeed his friend Wang Peng. His heart could not help but feel joy; he hurried over to greet Wang Peng. "Wang Peng, how is it you? Why are you here?"

"It is a long story," Wang Peng said with a bitter smile. "I now have nowhere to go and can only wander everywhere."

Zhao Yang looked at Wang Peng. "What has happened to you? Why are you wandering everywhere?"

"It is a long story," Wang Peng said with a bitter smile. "After I was expelled from the sect, I wandered everywhere. I simply did not expect that I would eventually be found by my fellow disciples. They not only killed my parents but also prepared to kill me to silence me. Although I escaped that calamity, I can no longer stay in the mundane world. So I hid in this deep mountain forest."

Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "There is such a thing? Then what do you plan to do now?"

"I do not know," Wang Peng said with a bitter smile. "I originally wanted to persuade you to come here to hide. But I also worried that this place is not safe either. So I still hope you can leave here and return to the mundane world."

Zhao Yang was slightly stunned. "Return to the mundane world? Where can I return to? I will just stay here."

"You just stay here," the middle-aged beautiful woman's voice rang out coldly. "We have important matters to attend to and will not talk with you further."

Zhao Yang turned his head to look at the middle-aged beautiful woman. "Master, my friend and I need to go to the nearby town to buy some things. Let's set off now."

"Very well." The middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly. "You may set off now."

After thanking the middle-aged beautiful woman, Zhao Yang and Wang Peng left this place. Once they arrived at the nearby town, they began to wander around. However, since they had no money now, they could not buy anything at all. So they could only wander around.

"Zhao Yang, were you expelled from the Yuanyang Sect?" Wang Peng suddenly asked.

Zhao Yang was slightly stunned, then let out a bitter smile. "Yes, I was expelled from the Yuanyang Sect."

"Why?" Wang Peng asked.

"Some personal grudges." Zhao Yang answered vaguely. "Let's not talk about that. What are your plans now?"

"I don't know." Wang Peng said with a bitter smile. "I want to take revenge, but I am afraid I am not a match for them. Moreover, my parents are already dead; what meaning is there in taking revenge? I thought it over carefully and decided to find a place to live in seclusion. I will no longer concern myself with worldly affairs and cultivate properly."

Zhao Yang nodded. "What you do might be a good method; at least it can save your life. However, are you not preparing to return to the Yuanyang Sect for revenge?"

"I was too naive back then." Wang Peng sighed. "Actually, I should have expected this outcome long ago. It's just that I have never been willing to accept it. After all, they were my only relatives, the only bloodline I had left in this world."

"That is true." Zhao Yang nodded.

Just at this moment, Wang Peng suddenly pointed into the distance and cried out in surprise: "Look quickly, over there seems to be..." Zhao Yang looked in the direction Wang Peng pointed and clearly saw a huge building standing atop the mountains.

Wang Peng's eyes lit up. "Look, what is that?"

Zhao Yang looked in the direction Wang Peng pointed, and he also noticed the building towering into the clouds at the same time.

"Did you see clearly what that is?" Wang Peng asked.

Zhao Yang nodded. "It should be a castle."

"Then let's go over and take a look." Wang Peng said. "Anyway, we have nothing to do right now."

"Very well."

Thus, the two of them slowly approached that building.

When they approached the building, they were even more certain that it was indeed a castle, because it was truly very huge.

"It seems the rumors are true." Wang Peng murmured.

"Rumors? What rumors?" Zhao Yang asked strangely.

"Rumors about the Immortal Island." Wang Peng sighed. "Actually, I just suspected whether there was really an Immortal Island here. Now it seems, this is indeed an island. I remember that ancient books seem to record the Immortal Island. It is said that this Immortal Island is very large, and there are many treasures inside."

"Then isn't that very dangerous?" Zhao Yang was startled.

"That depends on one's own opportunities." Wang Peng said indifferently.

Zhao Yang nodded. The two continued walking towards the Immortal Island. After walking for about ten minutes, the two finally ascended this Immortal Island. Standing on this Immortal Island, Zhao Yang could not help but exclaim, "This is truly a beautiful place."

"Yes, who would be willing to give up this place like a paradise?" Wang Peng said. "It's just a pity that the environment here is really too poor. If one cultivates here, one would probably freeze to death before long."