Chapter 72: The End of the Right Envoy

Let us turn the time back two hours.

Taishan Sect.

The three sect leaders and their disciples, as well as the Taishan Sect disciples who fled down the mountain, were forced back to the Taishan Sect by Cheng Yuanzhen leading his troops.

At this moment, in the main hall of the Taishan Sect, Cheng Yuanzhen is brewing a cup of tea, drinking it slowly.

He is full of ambition, sneering in his heart, and secretly thinking.

"Embroidered Uniform Guard, Embroidered Uniform Guard... everyone says they are ruthless, but I think they are soft-hearted."

"They let so many people go for nothing; one head is one rebel who colluded with the Ming Sect; how much merit have they let go!"

"Fortunately... a few big fish are still here."

Cheng Yuanzhen raises his head to look at the faces of Zhou Yingxue, Deng Baixuan, and Zhang Jingfeng.

"Hengshan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Songshan Sect, plus the Taishan Sect, standing in the north and south of the great river, yet they had to hook up together."

"After this matter is finished, go to the territories of these few sects and scrape some more, and there will be thousands more heads to account for."

A look of grim smile appears on his face.

"Fortunately, I came early, otherwise this merit would have flown away."

He knows the Emperor's meaning; coming here this time is to suppress the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

It's just that he wants to do a little more.

Inside the palace walls, a eunuch's life is worthless. To climb to his current position, Cheng Yuanzhen relies not only on his own martial arts but also on his ruthless and decisive character.

These Five Mountains Sword Sects are the tasks he snatched alive, and they have seen blood.

Just taking one Taishan Sect to cut, and taking a few sects as dogs, the appetite is too small.

A rebel organization located in the north and south of the great river, secretly communicating with local officials, colluding with the Ming Sect, and intending to rebel; isn't it... more suitable?

Afterward, first pin the hat of "negligence of Imperial orders" on Li Miao. Then weave a hat of "dereliction of duty, inability to control subordinates" and send it to Zhu Zai.

He himself will dig out this rebel organization and hand it over to His Majesty... then everything will be worth it.

Having made up his mind, Cheng Yuanzhen wants to speak and directly pin the charges on the three sect leaders.

Just as he opened his mouth, he heard vomiting sounds suddenly coming from outside.

"Wah—"

He frowned, thinking about which soldier who had never seen blood was so useless, and didn't pay much attention.

But immediately, several screams came from outside, mixed with pleas for help, coughing, and fighting, all breaking out at once.

Cheng Yuanzhen stood up and looked coldly at the three sect leaders.

He thought it was the disciples who were being held outside who refused to be captured and were resisting, fighting with the soldiers.

He secretly thought: "Just right, opposing the Imperial Envoy, resisting the law with martial arts... this time, the effort of fabricating charges is saved for me."

"These Jianghu people are indeed disobedient to the King's law; killing them is not unjust."

He is not panicked, because he is also a top-tier expert, and suppressing three first-rate experts is no problem.

The two hundred eunuchs outside were all carefully selected by him, and their martial arts all reached the level of entering the hall and the room; plus the Embroidered Uniform Guard and soldiers, these few sect disciples couldn't escape his palm.

Cheng Yuanzhen walked quickly out of the main hall, wanting to speak to suppress the scene.

But he was shocked by the scene before him and swallowed his words.

Outside the main hall is a square, which is the place where Taishan Sect disciples practice martial arts on weekdays. When holding events like the Five Mountains Sword Alliance meeting, it is generally held here.

After Cheng Yuanzhen went up the mountain, he sent people to gather the Taishan Sect disciples and detain them here.

At this moment, it is a mess.

Only to see those Taishan Sect disciples with their ropes still untied, their hands still tied behind their backs, suddenly leaping up and pouncing on the surrounding soldiers to bite them. Some Taishan Sect disciples vomited continuously, vomiting the ground full of fresh blood.

And some disciples were biting each other, tearing off a piece of flesh and swallowing it, like evil ghosts.

Cheng Yuanzhen flashed forward and pointed at the acupoints of a Taishan disciple, but it was like a clay ox entering the sea, as if the acupoints on this person no longer existed.

Cheng Yuanzhen became ruthless, directly locked onto the person's limbs, twisted them with a "crack" sound, and then observed carefully.

This person's face was black, his eye sockets were full of bloodshot veins, and he had already become a red, round sphere. Saliva flowed from his mouth, and black blood vessels appeared on his face.

With his limbs broken, he was still wriggling continuously on the ground, wanting to pounce on Cheng Yuanzhen.

"This... what is this thing..." Cheng Yuanzhen turned his head suddenly to look at the three sect leaders: "What are you doing here!?"

The three sect leaders did not answer.

But they heard a gentle voice coming from behind the hall: "It has nothing to do with the three sect leaders; it is the handiwork of my Moni Sect."

Cheng Yuanzhen fixed his eyes and saw a person walking slowly from behind the hall.

He was still carrying a headless corpse in his hand.

"Right Envoy of the Moni Sect, Yun Zelin, greets the Eunuch and the three sect leaders." He said.

Cheng Yuanzhen and the three sect leaders had their pupils shrink, retreated a few steps, and looked at Yun Zelin defensively.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, everyone. I don't like fighting and have no intention of making things difficult for you." Yun Zelin said gently.

Cheng Yuanzhen snorted coldly: "You don't want to make things difficult for me!?"

Having said that, he stepped forward and grabbed at Yun Zelin's face with a claw.

Killing the Ming Sect Right Envoy is better than killing a thousand rebels who colluded with the Ming Sect!

But he didn't notice that behind him, the three sect leaders had each secretly retreated a few steps.

The claw approached Yun Zelin's face.

Boom!!!

With a dull sound, Cheng Yuanzhen flew out of the door, knocked down five or six subordinates, stood up in a sorry state, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't hesitate at all and turned to run after getting up.

"'Jin Gang', that is 'Jin Gang'!"

"Ming Sect scoundrel, actually produced another expert above the Peak Realm!"

The claw he just used had clearly landed solidly on Yun Zelin's face, but it hadn't left a single trace!

The three sect leaders didn't hesitate either, retreated out the door one after another, took a few disciples, and fled down the mountain.

Yun Zelin watched them flee quietly, without any obstruction.

After a while, the screams outside became increasingly intense.

Yun Zelin tossed the headless corpse in his hand to the ground and sighed softly.

"Sigh... Left Envoy Lan."

That was none other than the corpse of Lan Lechuan left in the Taishan Sect!

"You risked your life to protect Sect Leader Zuo and let him escape, only thinking he was the indispensable 'blood food' for the Sect Leader."

"But you didn't know that our Sect Leader had planted Gu insects on all of us."

"We people... are just his food."

"It's just a pity that these things ultimately won't be enjoyed by the Sect Leader you swore to serve to the death."

Having said that, he extended his finger into a claw and plunged it into the abdomen of Lan Lechuan's corpse.

He pulled out a piece of wriggling flesh and blood from inside.

And then stuffed it into his mouth in one go!

As soon as the flesh and blood entered his abdomen, dense blood beads emerged from the pores on Yun Zelin's face.

His hair gradually turned gray, blood sweat flowed from his armpits, soaking his clothes, and a fishy stench emanated from his body.

His originally quiet expression also changed suddenly: anger, sadness, jealousy, hatred, and ecstasy flashed across his face one after another.

"Heh... heh heh..."

Yun Zelin laughed with difficulty.

"Clothes... defiled, head... withered, sweat flowing from armpits, body foul... not happy with the throne..."

"Not happy with the throne..."

"Ha—Five Decays of Heaven and Man..."

Yun Zelin let out a long breath and smiled with difficulty.

"No wonder the Sect Leader would rather raise us and be reluctant to harvest... and even raise a Zuo Lishan for nothing..."

"Sure enough... ultimately it is not complete..."

"Fortunately, I don't seek longevity..."

Having said that, Yun Zelin walked slowly back to the table, sat down while holding his knees.

His gaze looked outside the gate, listening quietly to the wails outside, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and he said no more.

(End of chapter)