Chapter 127: Don't say I didn't warn you beforehand! (Seeking subscriptions)
Sweeping the tomb?
Hearing this, the seven disciples under the mountain gate began to look at each other, some unable to figure out what this person was planning.
Originally they thought Niu Dingtian had come up the mountain to demand retribution and settle scores, and several of them had already prepared for the worst.
They had trained for over three months in the Heavenly Gang Big Dipper Formation and were already ready, but they didn't expect this outcome.
Moreover,
This person doesn't look like someone who respects elders and venerates the wise—sweeping the tomb? Paying respects to the ancestral master? Who would believe that if it got out in the martial world?
Could it be……
Seeming to think of something, Qiu Chuji's face suddenly sank.
Sects as large as the Quanzhen Beggar Sect all have their own eyes and ears placed outside.
Earlier, the Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple was forcibly broken into, and the news that came back already vaguely pointed to this person before us.
Judging by this, the other side must have come today for the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect!
The Quanzhen Six Disciples turned their heads and, in an instant, were stunned by the thing at the gate. They hadn't seen this terrifying big guy on the mountain path just moments ago.
He is the head of the Quanzhen Sect; the other side came over in a friendly manner to pay respects to the ancestral master—regardless of their purpose, junior brothers can disregard appearances, but he cannot.
As for this old cow-nose, if it weren't for his recent cultivation progress and much-improved temperament, based on his earlier pretentious conduct, he would have already slapped him away with a palm.
As Miss Huang and Han Xiao Ying walked past, Miss Huang let out a cute hum and pulled her sister Han to chase after them.
At this moment, upon seeing the old turtle, he suddenly had the idea of leaving it at Chongyang Palace.
Ma Yu wore a look of astonishment.
Now their Heavenly Gang Big Dipper Formation works in perfect harmony, and having become ever more proficient in its use, they need not fear this person before them.
They revere the True Martial Great Emperor in Daoism, also known as the Mysterious Warrior Great Emperor, and one of his incarnations is the Divine Beast Mysterious Warrior.
Hum~
Let alone trying to take things from his hands, it's still unclear whether they came up the mountain to seize anything this time, and we don't know whether this visit will be a blessing or a disaster for the Quanzhen Sect.
The remaining five disciples exchanged a glance and silently followed up, while Qiu Chuji stood frozen in place, his face dark as iron.
"Master!"
"Ancestral heritage,"
"Your Senior Brother Zhao ultimately lacks sufficient disposition; Zhiping, you should certainly encourage yourself, hurry up and seize the time to raise your martial arts—if you have any doubts about the Quanzhen heart method, feel free to come ask me as your master."
Niu Dingtian replied lightly.
But such a thought only flashed through his mind before he came to his senses—this person before him is certainly not someone easy to deal with.
The old turtle huffed and puffed as it climbed up, not even glancing at Qiu Chuji's astonished gaze; this two-legged beast belongs to the fire element, and it senses a clash with it.
Afterward, it simply accompanied them to Chongyang Palace.
"What about your Senior Brother Zhao?"
"Hum!"
"If Sect Leader Niu wishes to give some pointers, we brothers will naturally accompany him to the end—why bother hiding like this?"
"Remember! No matter when, we must never lose the prestige of our Quanzhen Sect!"
"Yes! Master!"
Thinking of this, Ma Yu couldn't help but glance at Niu Dingtian, and upon seeing his smile, he immediately felt a sense of foreboding.
"Sect Leader Niu, please! \" As Niu Dingtian approached, Ma Yu extended his horsetail whisk forward in a gesture of invitation.
"Sect Leader Niu, this old turtle is……"
Indeed,
Ma Yu at the side sternly rebuked in a low voice: "Sect Leader Niu, having come from afar as a guest, you must not be rude!"
"Sect Leader Ma, you're too polite! \" Seeing this, Niu Dingtian returned with a smile.
Yin Zhiping hurriedly bowed and assented, watching his master's retreating back, his eyes involuntarily flashing with joy.
Seeing this, Yin Zhiping respectfully stepped forward and performed a salute.
After a moment of silence, Qiu Chuji suddenly let out a cold snort and said: "Our Quanzhen Sect is the orthodox foremost great sect of the martial world—when have we ever needed to be so timid and shrinking?"
"Senior Brother Zhao… Senior Brother Zhao should be returning by now, \" Yin Zhiping said with a gleam in his eyes: "According to our agreement, I led people up the mountain; after he released the carrier pigeon, he immediately set off to catch up."
Chongyang Palace,
After several people passed through the gate and entered the wide square, they saw a few Daoists in the distance gathered together, pointing and gossiping about what was behind them.
Having said that, they turned and walked toward Chongyang Palace.
Qiu Chuji suddenly asked.
"Truly an extraordinary divine object! \" Ma Yu couldn't help but praise: "This old turtle has a spirit in its eyes; who knows how many years of natural craftsmanship went into making it what it is today!"
Thinking of this, his fiery temper could no longer be contained, so he stepped forward and spoke in a low voice:
Immediately he spoke gently to Niu Dingtian:
"I thank Sect Leader Niu for his kindness; please, a few of you first go into Chongyang Palace for a cup of tea, and afterward I will bring Sect Leader Niu to pay respects at the ancestral master's tomb."
Afterward, he lifted his foot and walked forward into the mountain gate, never once glancing at Qiu Chuji from start to finish.
"Junior Brother!"
His gaze had just shifted when he heard Niu Dingtian laugh and say: "I don't know whether this guy is a divine object, but this old turtle often sends me dreams—Master Ma, do you know what kind of dream it is?"
Hearing this, the Quanzhen Six Disciples looked at each other, all feeling that there was hidden meaning in the words; finally, Ma Yu steeled himself and said: "I am willing to hear the details."
Niu Dingtian's eyes flickered slightly as he pointed to the hall and said with a smiling gaze: "My family's old turtle sent me a dream telling me that it had been cultivating on this mountain summit a hundred years ago, and descended Mount Zhongnan in order to trace the immortals' footsteps."
"I never expected that, over the past hundred years, the original Daoist field I once had would have been replaced by the palaces standing today, which is why I brought it here to take a look."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of several people instantly froze on their faces, then became extraordinarily vivid.
Is this about coming to seize Mount Zhongnan? Although not explicitly stated, isn't that the meaning? Your old turtle isn't even yours, is it?
But when their master Wang Chongyang built Chongyang Palace back then, the summit still seemed to be unclaimed land. Using an old turtle so casually to cover it is a bit too oppressive!
Finally,
The few of them wore extremely grim expressions.
Hmph!
Qiu Chuji, who caught up behind, let out a cold snort and looked at Niu Dingtian, saying: "If this humble monk were to claim that the True Warrior Great Emperor sent a dream saying this old turtle was released by him into the Quanzhen Sect, it should remain in our Quanzhen Sect thereafter. Can Master Niu be trusted?"
I must admit, although the remark had a combative tone, Qiu Chuji was indeed intrigued by the old turtle.
The True Warrior Great Emperor is often accompanied by the Black Tortoise, a well‑known fact.
If the Quanzhen Sect could have such a divine relic stationed here and publicize it, there would be no doubt it would become the foremost Taoist school.
For him, who is eager to promote the Quanzhen Sect, the temptation is obvious.
Niu Dingtian ignored Qiu Chuji and instead looked at Ma Yu beside him, saying: "Does Master Ma also think that I, Niu, am speaking nonsense?"
Ma Yu remained silent, but his meaning was clear without words. It seemed a full‑scale battle was inevitable today, and he gave a glance to the others: "Act according to this humble monk's cues!"
"Old fellow, come over!" Niu Dingtian beckoned the old turtle.
The old turtle, hearing this, huffed and puffed as it crawled over, already exhausted from the day.
Han Xiao Ying and Miss Huang quickly came to his side, keeping their eyes on the Seven Quanzhen Disciples to prevent any sudden move.
Miss Huang has now advanced to the Master level, having transformed from a rookie to an expert; the treasured sword in her hand has long been thirsting for action.
Han Xiao Ying, meanwhile, was waiting to strike Qiu Chuji, to avenge their two sworn elder brothers.
Niu Dingtian, however, seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere.
After glancing at Ma Yu, he crouched and asked the old turtle: "Old fellow, did you ever send me a dream saying that the summit of Zhongnan Mountain was once your dojo?"
The old turtle nodded decisively.
The Seven Quanzhen Disciples, seeing this, were so startled they stood frozen on the spot.
"Then is this summit your dojo?" Niu Dingtian continued.
The old turtle hurriedly nodded again, as if a slower reaction would mean the place no longer belonged to it.
"So you were placed here by the True Warrior Great Emperor, and will henceforth belong to the Quanzhen Sect?" Niu Dingtian asked again.
The old turtle snorted, shook its head, glanced at Ma Yu and the others, its eyes seeming to sneer.
Ma Yu, seeing this, stared at the old turtle as if its soul had been lost; Qiu Chuji's face turned pale and then flushed, unable to utter a word for a long while.
Niu Dingtian immediately stood up, smiling gently as he looked at the crowd.
However, he had no intention of pressing further; here he only needed to leave his own mark.
After that,
Under Ma Yu's absent‑minded lead, the group arrived at the main hall of Chongyang Palace.
Inside the Chongyang Hall,
After the Taoist boy served tea and left, Ma Yu still did not know how to begin speaking.
"Does Elder Qiu still remember Bao Xiruo?" With half a bowl of tea taken, Niu Dingtian slowly closed the tea lid, his gaze calmly fixed on Qiu Chuji.
Everyone in the hall was startled by the words, and Qiu Chuji looked over with a face of shocked doubt.
"She is my senior sister," Niu Dingtian said lightly.
Qiu Chuji was momentarily stunned, then sprang to his feet, blurted out, "Was it you who snatched the princess and the young prince that night?"
At that moment, he suddenly realized: a man surnamed Niu, whose martial skill was terrifying, had once been from Niu Clan village, and had even taken a scholar named Bao as his teacher.
These were pieces of information the Quanzhen Sect had uncovered in recent months, but they had never linked them with the Yang family lady.
Back then, the Yang family lady had long been orphaned; even if Yang Tiexin were still alive, he could not have slipped silently into the Wang Mansion, let alone taken people out.
Thus, who else besides the Niu before us could have abducted people from the Wang Mansion that night?
"Princess? Young prince?" Niu Dingtian sneered coldly, "Could it be that Elder Qiu has been a guest of honor for the Jin State for so long that he has forgotten what his own founding master did?"
"You…"
Qiu Chuji, flushed with anger, pointed his reddened neck toward it, but could not retort a single word.
This was the blemish he cared about most; the conflict in the desert last year was, to a large extent, because of it that he rose to prominence.
But when he met Niu Dingtian's icy gaze, his heart began to pound.
Niu Dingtian said nothing more; if he did not respect his own status, would he still be a guest of honor? Bah! He would have already been called a running dog!
He then turned to the seated Ma Yu, saying coldly, "It is not that I, Niu, bully people with my martial skill; I also admire Master Chongyang's heroic resistance against the Jin, and the national righteousness cannot be ignored!"
"Today, let this also serve as a reminder to Master Ma: once my Sun‑Moon Divine Sect is established, traitorous collaborators will be killed on sight; let none say they were not warned!"
He knew that regarding foreign invasions, the Quanzhen Sect's stance had always been vague and ambiguous.
Especially the immortal Changchunzi before him, who handled the Song, Jin, and Mongol realms with effortless ease.
But once the Sun‑Moon Divine Sect is established, its doctrine will not be mere talk.
Even if the Quanzhen Sect, the so‑called foremost school, dares to cross the red line, he would not mind killing a chicken to warn the monkey, as a deterrent.
Hearing this, Ma Yu and the others felt a chill, wanting to be more assertive, but the other side was invoking national righteousness; could they tell him that religion knows no borders?
Fortunately, within the Quanzhen Sect there are still differing views: junior brother Hao Datong leans toward resisting the foreigners, while this junior brother Qiu leans toward cooperative propagation.
As for himself, being the head of the Quanzhen Sect, he has not yet made an official statement.
Now, a supreme master has forced him into a corner with a clear stance, and that master will soon have a large following; on this matter, he can no longer remain silent.
He immediately sighed, saying, "The aspirations of the former master, this humble monk does not dare forget; as long as I still oversee the Quanzhen Sect for even a day, I will not allow Quanzhen disciples to betray the nation."
Regarding the religious direction, he could not guarantee to restrain everyone's thoughts, such as the hot‑tempered junior brother Qiu beside him.
If that day truly comes, he can only step down for a worthy successor; not seeing it, his heart will be untroubled.
"Very well," Niu Dingtian laughed, "I know Master Ma worries that I came seeking revenge, but today I, Niu, say that coming to commemorate Master Chongyang is indeed to commemorate Master Chongyang!"
Ma Yu, hearing this, felt a sigh of relief; unless absolutely forced, he would a thousand times rather not see the senior brothers and this man clash.
But Qiu Chuji, seeing the Quanzhen Sect being forced like this, could no longer bear it.
Just as he was about to rebuke in a deep voice, Niu Dingtian looked over with indifferent eyes and said, "Back then it was you, Daozhang Qiu, who brought disaster upon the Niu Clan village,"
"It was also you, Daozhang Qiu, who stood there watching my senior sister fall deep into the bandits' lair without rescuing her. I had intended to settle this debt with you, Daozhang Qiu, in person."
Looking back now, had he returned to the village a month earlier, his keen ears and eyes would surely have detected the commotion that night.
If he had noticed the disturbance, he certainly wouldn't have ignored Sister Bao; and if, in a hot‑blooded rush, he had run over, he might have been cut by Wanyan Honglie with a "ka‑cha."
But now he is a half‑step Precelestial big‑shot, and striking this fellow would indeed be a loss of face.
Moreover, he still harbors doubts about whether Wang Chongyang is truly dead.
Since entering the half‑step Precelestial realm, he has come to understand how rare it is for someone to forge a Precelestial technique.
If the other party truly hasn't died, they would have already reached the Precelestial realm.
Thus, whether he acts against Qiu Chuji himself or Han Xiao Ying seeks revenge on Qiu Chuji, the nature of the act is entirely different.
Thinking this, he glanced at Han Xiao Ying beside him and continued, "But with my current strength, I have no desire to bully the weak with the strong."
"Since you killed Nan Xiren and Quan Jinfa, when you go to Xiangyang next year, someone will settle the score with you on my behalf, but …"
At the end of his words, Niu Dingtian paused, fixed his gaze on the great leader Ma Yu, and said lightly:
"If your Quanzhen Sect intends to bully the few with the many, to set up some kind of Tiangang Beidou Formation, you are welcome to try it then." (End of chapter)
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