Chapter 52: Wudang Establishes the Mountain

The Netherworld Assassin Sect wantonly destroyed everything inside the Profound Heaven Sect, as if trying to completely erase this sect from the martial world.

The whole sect turned into ruins, leaving only broken walls, remnants, and a lone stone tablet, bearing witness to the tragedy that once occurred here.

In this sect extermination massacre, the Netherworld Assassin Organization revealed its cruelty and ruthlessness.

No longer the meek appearance it showed before Su Ye; this is the true face of the Imperial Killer—Netherworld!

They left no survivors, not even sparing the pets and livestock within the Profound Heaven Sect.

The entire Profound Heaven Sect was completely wiped from the martial world, leaving only a bloody history and an immortal legend.

When the first ray of morning sunlight fell upon this wreckage, everything had already ended.

The Netherworld assassins had long since departed, leaving only corpses strewn across the ground and shattered homes.

The sect's disciples could never return here; their relatives, friends, and fellow disciples had all turned to ashes.

And the people within Cangzhou, upon hearing this news, were all shocked and grieved.

This sect had once been a powerful force in Cangzhou's martial world, yet overnight it suffered such a ruthless sect-annihilation disaster.

However, for the surviving martial artists, this sect extermination massacre is all the more a warning bell.

This is Su Ye's warning to them—kill the chicken to scare the monkey!

And for those in Cangzhou's martial world who take chances, believing the law does not punish the many,

this incident serves as an even stronger warning: do not lightly touch Su Ye's bottom line, or there will be only one outcome!

Just as Netherworld, under Su Ye's command, stirred up a bloody storm in Cangzhou,

Sleepy Void Valley, the border between Cangzhou and Yunzhou.

One of Netherworld's current leaders, Netherworld's Zhao Gao.

At this moment he led a group of black-clad Netherworld assassins with spider tattoos on their bodies.

He stood silently at the mountain pass, awaiting the arrival of the Wudang Sect.

Because the Wudang Sect and Zhang Sanfeng's implanted identity stem from being old friends of Wen Zhong.

Moreover, it was through Wen Zhong's introduction that Zhang Sanfeng decided to lead the Wudang Sect's wholesale relocation to Cangzhou.

Therefore, the Wudang Sect's migration route sets out from the Central Region, passes through Eastern Mausoleum Pass to borrow a route via the relatively peaceful Yunzhou, and incidentally visits Wen Zhong, who currently holds significant weight in the Nine Heavens Army.

Then from Yunzhou they enter Cangzhou.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng's trip is not a solo journey; he brings hundreds of Wudang Sect members, along with their families.

One cannot take risks; detouring via Yunzhou may be a bit longer, but at least it guarantees safety.

Not far from Zhao Gao and his companions.

Zhang Sanfeng, clad in a Daoist robe, rode a black steed, steadily leading the procession at the front.

His face bore a hint of sentiment, evidently pondering something important.

Behind him, the Wudang Seven Heroes led hundreds of Wudang Sect disciples in close pursuit.

They either rode horses or walked, yet all appeared spirited, their vigor like a rainbow.

As the only hundreds of disciples of the Wudang Sect, each of them possessed supreme skills and formidable martial arts; their plain Daoist robes fluttered in the wind, matching their vigor.

The mountain path was rugged, yet the Wudang Sect disciples' steps were firm as level ground; they crossed mountains and ridges, passed through dense forests, and the scenery behind them swiftly receded.

During the march, Zhang Sanfeng occasionally turned to look at the disciples, his face showing a satisfied smile.

With the passage of time, the sky gradually cleared.

Sunlight filtered through the clouds onto the marching crowd, bringing them a hint of warmth.

In the distance, the undulating mountains resembled a splendid scroll.

In this beautiful natural scenery, the figures of the Wudang Sect people appeared all the more majestic and heroic.

"Your Highness's subordinate Netherworld Zhao Gao, greetings, Zhang Zhenren."

Seeing the Wudang Sect party slowly arriving in the morning light, the previously somewhat impatient Zhao Gao's eyes lit up instantly.

Several quick steps forward, he arrived before Zhang Sanfeng, who wore a Yin-Yang Daoist robe and bore an immortal wind, Daoist bone demeanor, and bowed slightly.

"Haha, are you the person of Jin Yu's child?"

Seeing Zhao Gao bowing before him, Zhang Sanfeng clasped his hands and laughed heartily.

"Back then, when Jin Yu's child was just born, I even held him."

"I never expected that, in the blink of an eye, that child would already be soaring alone through the void; even this old Daoist now has to make a living under his eyelids."

Looking at the red-robed, Yin-faced Zhao Gao before him, and the aura of a grandmaster peak martial artist emanating from him.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, "Truly, time presses people to grow old."

In the blink of an eye, the world now is almost the youth's world.

Zhang Sanfeng's implanted identity is that of the close friend of the Nine Heavens Army Commander, Wen Zhong.

Over the years, when Old Daoist Zhang goes down the mountain to seek autumn winds, he naturally wouldn't miss a detour to Yunzhou Nine Heavens City for a few days.

Therefore, in Zhang Sanfeng's memory, Su Ye, the Heir of the Cloud King, is also someone he himself watched grow up.

But that young tiger of childhood has now grown, beginning to show its fangs and roar through the mountains and forests.

"Zhang Zhenren, please don't laugh; Your Highness has already prepared a mountain gate residence for you and all the Daoist elders of Wudang."

"Please, Zhenren, move forward."

Facing Zhang Sanfeng, he slightly lowered his head, and Zhao Gao spoke gently.

He bore no trace of the sinister, gloomy appearance he shows before Netherworld subordinates.

"Haha, that old Daoist will get to see what kind of mountain gate Jin Yu's child has prepared for him."

"If the old Daoist is dissatisfied, then we'll have a good talk with that kid."

Upon hearing that Su Ye had already pre-selected a mountain gate residence for them, Zhang Sanfeng's mood brightened considerably, and he teased Zhao Gao.

As a late-stage Cultivation Daoist grandmaster, Zhang Sanfeng naturally would not find it difficult to locate an excellent mountain gate.

Zhang Sanfeng was pleased with Su Ye's attitude toward himself and others.

Under Zhao Gao's guidance, Zhang Sanfeng and the other Wudang Sect members finally arrived at the mountain gate station that Su Ye had specially chosen for them.

Here the terrain is steep, clouds and mist swirl about, as if it were a fairyland on earth.

Zhang Sanfeng rode a black horse, leading the Wudang Sect disciples as they threaded through the valley.

They saw a wide expanse of flat ground, backed by a towering mountain peak that pierced the clouds, with a clear stream flowing in front of them.

The environment here is tranquil and secluded, far from worldly noise—exactly the ideal place for them to settle.

The Wudang Sect members all dismounted and walked toward the plain.

Their faces lit up with excitement and eagerness; they could hardly wait to start building their home.

Zhang Sanfeng looked around, nodding in satisfaction; he knew that since this place had undergone Su Ye's meticulous selection, all threats and environmental conditions had naturally been arranged.

And this place would soon become a new starting point for himself and the Wudang Sect.

While Zhang Sanfeng was observing the surrounding terrain and feng shui environment.

The Wudang Sect disciples had already begun unloading their luggage and clearing the site under the leadership of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

For a moment, dust rose on the plain, presenting a bustling scene.

Thanks to everyone's efforts, the site was soon cleaned to spotlessness.

Thanks to the rewards from Mysterious Blessing Primordial Yellow Heavenly Venerable, padapoo, "Even if Heaven's Way dares to block me," and Tianwu.

Many thanks!

(End of chapter)