Chapter 47: Wuyazi Passes Away

"That's fine, that's fine."

Wuyazi's frowned brows slowly relaxed.

He was a person who was about to die, so why bother with these things?

And the more powerful and mysterious Zhang Jie was, the greater the chance he would have to take revenge,

and the more brilliant the future of the Xiaoyao Sect and Su Xinghe and others would be.

Since it was beneficial and harmless, why care?

Next, Wuyazi began to explain to Zhang Jie the various tips for practicing the Northern Dark Divine Art.

During this period, Wuyazi also passed the Seven Treasure Ring, which symbolized the position of the Xiaoyao Sect leader, to Zhang Jie.

Now the Seven Treasure Ring was worn on the thumb of Zhang Jie's left hand.

"Master, why don't you let Senior Brother Su come to see you?"

After explaining the tips, Wuyazi didn't have much time left, so Zhang Jie asked.

In terms of closeness, except for Xiaoyaozi, who had probably already passed away,

Su Xinghe was the person closest to Wuyazi.

Not to mention his former wife Li Qiushui, even his own daughter, Lady Wang, couldn't compare to Su Xinghe.

For Wuyazi, Su Xinghe was his son!

If it weren't for Su Xinghe's obsession with chess and lack of interest in martial arts,

he would have been the first choice to inherit Wuyazi's mantle!

"Xinghe..."

Wuyazi fell into memories upon hearing this.

He had seen and remembered everything Su Xinghe had done over the years.

If it weren't for Su Xinghe's protection, he was afraid he would have already died at the hands of that rebellious disciple Ding Chunqiu.

If it weren't for Su Xinghe's careful care, the sect leader of the Xiaoyao Sect would have starved to death!

"Better not call him in."

Wuyazi finally made up his mind not to see Su Xinghe.

He was afraid that after meeting Su Xinghe, he wouldn't be able to be so free and easy.

He was even more afraid of seeing Su Xinghe's heartbroken expression.

"Yes, Master."

Since Wuyazi had said so, Zhang Jie could only agree.

"Master, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?

This disciple will definitely try his best to help you complete them." Zhang Jie continued to ask.

Feeling guilty in his heart, he decided to help Wuyazi complete his wishes.

Nothing else, just for peace of mind.

"Unfulfilled wishes..."

Wuyazi thought of his senior sister Wu Xingyun, who was infatuated with him all her life,

and his wife Li Qiushui, whom he loved first and then killed,

his disciple Su Xinghe, who was respectful and served him for decades,

and thought of his junior sister Li Canghai, for whom he carved a life-sized jade statue,

Finally, he thought of his daughter A'Luo (Li Qingluo, i. e., Lady Wang) with Li Qiushui.

"Disciple, if you have time, take a trip to Gusu,

go see my daughter, and tell her that I, as a father, am sorry for her!"

Finally, Wuyazi gave up other loves and hatreds, and only couldn't let go of the daughter he owed all his life.

Not long after his daughter Li Qingluo was born, he and Li Qiushui started to have conflicts.

For this reason, not only did he not give A'Luo enough fatherly love, but he set a bad example.

By the time he was ambushed by Ding Chunqiu, he hadn't seen this only daughter for decades.

"I will, Master."

Zhang Jie nodded solemnly.

Since this was Wuyazi's only dying wish, he would naturally fulfill it.

"Disciple, you've worked hard..."

Wuyazi, with no more regrets, quietly closed his eyes.

The second sect leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, one of the Three Immortals of Xiaoyao, and a generation of grandmasters, Wuyazi passed away.

"Master, have a safe journey!"

Zhang Jie bowed solemnly to Wuyazi, sending off this master who had been his master for only an hour,

but had great kindness to him.

After bowing, Zhang Jie walked slowly out of the secret room; he had to report the death to Su Xinghe and the others.

"Master, Young Friend Zhang is out!"

As soon as Zhang Jie walked out of the tunnel, Xue Muhua, who had sharp eyes, discovered him.

At the same time, he also saw the Seven Treasure Ring on the thumb of Zhang Jie's left hand,

which symbolized the position of the Xiaoyao Sect leader.

"Fourth-generation disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, Xue Muhua, pays respects to the sect leader."

Xue Muhua bowed solemnly to Zhang Jie.

"Forget it."

Zhang Jie, who was a bit dispirited, waved his hand to stop Xue Muhua.

Su Xinghe, who understood everything, had red eye sockets, and he choked and asked:

"Master, has he passed away?"

Although he used a questioning sentence, his tone was very certain.

After all, he had participated in Wuyazi's plan from beginning to end,

so he naturally knew what Zhang Jie, who came out wearing the Seven Treasure Ring, represented.

"Yes."

Zhang Jie, who was in a low mood, nodded.

"What? Grandmaster has passed away?"

Xue Muhua, who didn't know the truth about the Dragon-Seizing Chess Game, was shocked.

"Go and send Master on his final journey."

Zhang Jie turned and led Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua into the secret room.

"Master!"

Su Xinghe looked at Wuyazi, who looked like he was sleeping in the secret room, and instantly burst into tears.

"Grandmaster!"

Xue Muhua also burst into tears.

"Third-generation disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect pays respects to the sect leader."

A short while later, Su Xinghe, who barely suppressed the sadness in his heart, tremblingly wanted to bow to Zhang Jie.

"Senior Brother Su, you are too polite."

Zhang Jie hurriedly used internal energy to lift Su Xinghe, who was about to bow.

Not to mention that Su Xinghe's seniority was dozens of times that of his junior brother who had just entered the sect for a few hours.

Just talking about Su Xinghe's age, he was several rounds older than Zhang Jie,

and letting an old man old enough to be his grandfather in this life bow to him, Zhang Jie felt it was inappropriate.

Moreover, Zhang Jie also admired Su Xinghe's loyalty and righteousness.

Putting himself in his shoes, in the same situation, Zhang Jie felt he couldn't do what Su Xinghe did.

"Junior Brother, etiquette cannot be abandoned."

Su Xinghe insisted on using a great ceremony to pay respects to Zhang Jie, to establish the status of the Xiaoyao Sect.

"Alright."

Zhang Jie, knowing that Su Xinghe was helping him establish prestige, had to turn slightly to the side, which was considered accepting Su Xinghe's half-bow.

"Fourth-generation disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, Xue Muhua, pays respects to the sect leader."

After Zhang Jie helped Su Xinghe up, Xue Muhua first tidied up his appearance,

and then solemnly performed a great ceremony to pay respects to Zhang Jie.

"Junior Nephew, please get up quickly."

This time, Zhang Jie generously accepted Xue Muhua's worship.

The ancients said, if the name is not correct, the words will not be smooth, if the words are not smooth,

then things will not be successful, so everything needs a legitimate name.

As the third-generation sect leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, he should naturally be duty-bound.

"Hmm."

Su Xinghe nodded slightly after seeing Zhang Jie's actions.

The Xiaoyao Sect is not to say it has fallen apart now, but it is almost there.

At such a juncture, only a sect leader with an iron fist can unify and revive the Xiaoyao Sect.

And most importantly, a successor with a weak nature cannot take revenge for Wuyazi.

"Sect Leader..."

Su Xinghe opened his mouth slowly after thinking for a while.

"Senior Brother, you are too polite, just call me Junior Brother." Zhang Jie said.

Having just received a great ceremony from Su Xinghe had already made him feel guilty,

and now it was fine to call him by his normal junior brother title.

He was not one of those mortal politicians who needed cumbersome etiquette to strengthen his authority.

With sixty years of Northern Dark true qi in his body, he could completely achieve that fist is power!

"That's fine." Su Xinghe nodded.

To be honest, letting him call a junior who was old enough to be his grandson "Sect Leader,"

he himself felt a bit awkward.

Zhang Jie's action resolved the awkwardness between them and narrowed the distance.

"Junior Brother, do you think we should recall my few useless disciples now,

and rebuild the Xiaoyao Sect?" Su Xinghe asked.

"Rebuild the Xiaoyao Sect!"

Xue Muhua couldn't help but get excited when he heard his master Su Xinghe's suggestion.

Su Xinghe, including him, accepted a total of eight disciples.

He and the other seven fellow disciples had a very close relationship in their early years, almost inseparable.

It's just a pity that under the threat of Ding Chunqiu, Su Xinghe had to expel them from the sect,

announcing the severance of the master-disciple relationship, in order to protect them from Ding Chunqiu's poison.

Although he and the other seven fellow disciples still had a little contact,

they dared not meet again, for fear that Ding Chunqiu would know they were acting.

However, although he was excited in his heart, Xue Muhua did not show it.

Because he didn't know how much internal energy Zhang Jie, the new sect leader, had inherited from Grandmaster Wuyazi,

and whether he could resist Ding Chunqiu, thereby supporting the Xiaoyao Sect.

If Zhang Jie's martial arts were far inferior to Ding Chunqiu's, then reviving the Xiaoyao Sect would just be empty talk. ===== CHAPTER 48 =====