Chapter 333: Chapter 166: To Mount Emei Again

Amidst the scattered rocks, Yun Hao and Zhao Rui sat cross-legged.

Streams of True Qi, like phantoms of swords, crisscrossed between the two, letting out soft, hissing crackles in the air.

Yu Zhengnan watched, mesmerized. Suddenly, a streak of Sword Qi shot through the air, WHOOSHING right up to him.

Just as he came to his senses and was about to bat it away with his Horsetail Whisk, the Sword Qi suddenly dissipated into nothing.

"Why are you trying to scare me! You two, take a break for now!"

Yu Zhengnan said with a hearty laugh as he walked toward them.

"Sect Leader, you came in person. Is something the matter?"

Zhao Rui and Yun Hao climbed down from the rock and asked with solemn expressions.

"Yes, there is. Mount Emei has invited me to Emei Mountain..."

Yu Zhengnan quickly explained the situation.

"This concerns our Qingcheng Sword Sect. If it weren’t for Gui Xu Qing City scheming in the background, why would they suddenly care so much about us?"

Yun Hao said with a cold sneer after hearing this.

"It’s all about fame and profit. We’ve already given up the mountain gate, so what else could they possibly want from us? It’s nothing more than an attempt to establish themselves as the orthodox line in front of everyone!"

Yu Zhengnan said. Although Gui Xu Qing City had returned, occupied their mountain, and even had the Court’s tacit approval, their claim was ultimately not legitimate.

He figured this time, they were planning to use the gathering of fellow martial artists from Sichuan Province to establish their status as the orthodox Qingcheng.

"I will go with the Sect Leader. Senior Brother Yun Hao, you stay and guard the sect."

Zhao Rui said, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Mm, that’s a good idea."

Yu Zhengnan nodded in agreement.

"Damn it! When my Sword Intent reaches Great Success, I’ll definitely go up that mountain and challenge them!" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

As Yun Hao spoke, his Sword Intent flared. His True Qi suddenly surged, forming a longsword that chopped straight down on a nearby man-sized boulder.

With a CRACK, the boulder shattered into a pile of gravel.

"Junior Brother, your Sword Intent has improved greatly. Congratulations!"

Yu Zhengnan praised.

"He’s improved, sure, but we’re running out of good rocks!"

Zhao Rui said, exasperated.

Hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but chuckle.

Yun Hao cultivated the Thunder Sword Intent, which focused on offense and destruction. Naturally, he didn’t need to deliberately suppress his emotions or pursue tranquility and inaction.

Daoist Yun Hao had only recently comprehended this Thunder Sword Intent with Zhao Rui’s guidance and Support.

He already cultivated the Thunderbolt Sword Technique and was obsessed with the Sword Dao. With Zhao Rui’s guidance, comprehending Sword Intent was practically a certainty.

"You two carry on. I’ll take a few disciples down the mountain to perform blessings. We have to earn some money for the trip somehow!"

Yu Zhengnan smiled, then turned and descended the back mountain.

...

The peaks of Emei Mountain rose and fell, its Golden Summit shining for thousands of miles.

A resonant bell tolled, echoing throughout the mountain range. Its sound was like a profound Zen Sound, powerful enough to awaken the deaf.

"Mount Emei certainly has an impressive presence!"

On the mountain path, a youth in a tracksuit glanced at the magnificent temple halls in the distance and said with a sneer.

"But of course. Mount Emei is a major sect of the Central Plains that has survived to this day. They are anything but ordinary!"

A middle-aged man in front of him squinted at the mist-shrouded summit where a golden light faintly gleamed, and said with a smile.

"The place is nice, much better than it was in Gui Xu. My Tang Sect is no worse than Mount Emei, so why have we fallen into such a sorry state?"

The youth’s lips curled into a mocking smile.

The middle-aged man’s expression grew a little awkward. He said sheepishly, "Times have changed. Hidden Weapons have ultimately fallen out of favor."

"That’s because your skills are shoddy!"

The youth said scornfully, showing no regard for the middle-aged man’s feelings.

The middle-aged man’s cheek twitched, but he didn’t dare to retort. He just said tactfully,

"Young Master, Mount Emei is not like other places. The Patriarch specifically instructed you to be more polite."

"I know, I know! Stop nagging!"

The youth said impatiently.

"Honored guests, please follow me!"

Just then, two Guest Monks emerged from the mountain gate and led the group inside.

The party stepped into the Emei Zen Monastery and soon arrived inside a magnificent grand hall.

The hall was already filled with many people: monks, laymen, and Daoists; men and women; old and young.

"Tang Aiguo of the Shushan Tang Sect greets all you eminent masters!"

The middle-aged man from the mountain path respectfully clasped his hands in a salute to the crowd, his attitude extremely low-key and humble.

"Elder Tang, you are too kind! Please, take a seat!"

An old Monk with a long beard and a fair complexion, seated at the head of the hall, gave a slight flick of his sleeve, gesturing for the members of the Tang Sect to sit and wait.

Upon hearing the title ’Elder Tang,’ the middle-aged man’s face showed a hint of embarrassment, but he quickly sat down in a seat on the right side with a smile.

The youth, however, slouched as he followed the others to stand behind the middle-aged man, Tang Aiguo. He rolled his eyes as he glanced around, acting completely casual.

"This must be Patriarch Tang’s beloved son. Truly a fine talent, with a remarkable bearing."

The white-bearded old Monk said in admiration, stroking his beard.

"You actually know who I am?"

The youth dropped his pretense, walked straight past the others, and sat down next to the middle-aged man.

The white-bearded old Monk simply smiled but said no more.

The surrounding guests also let their gazes sweep over the youth, their faces holding inscrutable smiles.

"Only the Qingcheng Sword Sect has yet to arrive. For now, everyone, please try the famous tea from our Emei Golden Summit!"

Zen Master Zhishan picked up his teacup, blew away the tea leaves floating on the surface, and took a gentle sip.

"Although it lacks the rich Gui Xu Spiritual Qi, it excels in its pure flavor and sweet aftertaste."

The old Monk said with a smile.

"The tea is good tea, but this Qingcheng Sword Sect is putting on quite the airs! Making us all wait like this."

A middle-aged Daoist on the left said, his eyes narrowed and his tone unfriendly.

"Fellow Daoist Cangsong, please be patient. The members of the Qingcheng Sword Sect simply had their car break down. They won’t be delayed for too long."

Zen Master Zhishan explained. When he mentioned the car, a slightly strange smile touched his expression.

After all, he had only seen a car for the first time after coming to the Central Plains.

The contraption had truly amazed him.

As the two realms merged, the Blue Star people had to adapt to the changes in Spiritual Qi, and likewise, the people from Gui Xu had to adapt to this dazzling world of technology.

"Oh, so their car broke down. In that case, the fault is mine. I’ll have to send them a new one later."

Cangsong said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

Everyone present echoed with laughter, and as their eyes met, they all revealed expressions of people looking forward to a good show.

After waiting like this for about ten minutes, a cry came from outside the hall: "The Qingcheng Sword Sect has arrived!"

As the voice fell, Yu Zhengnan was seen walking in with Zhao Rui and two young disciples.

Yu Zhengnan bowed with clasped hands as he said, "Apologies, apologies. We were delayed on the road."

"Greetings, Zen Master Zhishan. Greetings, fellow Daoists!"

"No matter. Please, take your seats."

Yu Zhengnan quickly led Zhao Rui and the others to a lower-ranking seat on the right side.

Just as they sat down, several middle-aged men in business jackets walked in from outside.

Zen Master Zhishan rose to greet them, saying with a smile, "Director Wang, your personal visit brings great honor to our humble temple. Please forgive me for not welcoming you from afar!"

"Zen Master, you are too kind. To be able to meet all the Martial Dao masters of our Sichuan Province today is the fortune of three lifetimes. Everyone, a pleasure to meet you!"

Everyone present rose one by one to greet him.

’People from the Court, also putting on airs!’

The young man from the Tang Sect thought with a slight curl of his lips, a trace of disdain flashing through his mind.

Soon, everyone was seated again. Then, under the guidance of Zen Master Zhishan, this Sichuan Province Martial Arts conference began.

The main topics of discussion were establishing a harmonious order in the Sichuan Province Martial Arts world, maintaining social stability, strengthening the moral cultivation of Martial Artists, and improving the Martial Dao literacy of the general public.

During the meeting, Director Wang gave a speech on behalf of the Court.

The main point was that Sichuan Province could not afford chaos. It was necessary to use the sects as a foundation to build a system of cooperation between the Court and the sects to maintain good order in the local Martial Dao.

As Zhao Rui listened to the few people on the stage speak eloquently, he found himself agreeing with them.

After the Spiritual Qi Revival, the proportion of people practicing martial arts had greatly increased. With good and bad mixed together, violent incidents involving the Martial Dao were happening one after another.

Without appropriate organizations or forces to intervene, the situation would definitely spiral out of control.

Naturally, Zhao Rui was one hundred percent in favor of these proposals.

"Furthermore, according to the relevant regulations of the Court, and in light of the fact that the Qingcheng Sword Sect has voluntarily left the Qingcheng Base to relocate elsewhere, they will no longer be permitted to use the name ’Qingcheng’ as their sect name in the future."

After finishing his speech about maintaining stability in Sichuan Province, Director Wang suddenly changed the subject to the matter of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

As soon as these words were spoken, all eyes in the hall turned to the members of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.