I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 280 Wei Danqing

Du Songquan burst forth with his greatest speed on his return to the Washing Sword Pavilion, not even taking a quarter of an hour to get there.

His handle was gripped tightly in Han Zheng’s hands; naturally, he had to exert himself to the utmost in his duties.

Although Du Songquan didn’t want to be blackmailed by Han Zheng, unless he could slay Han Zheng completely in an instant, he had no choice but to be driven by Han Zheng’s bidding.

Before summoning the other Elders for a council meeting, Du Songquan went to find Wei Danqing, only to discover that he was not in his residence either.

Concerning the Supreme Elder’s behavior, others within the Washing Sword Pavilion also had their complaints.

While Wei Danqing was old, he was not so aged that he had to seclude himself to maintain his vitality; on ordinary days, he could eat and drink like anyone else.

However, he didn’t deal with Sect affairs and was forever elusive like a street wanderer with no one knowing where he would idle about—this was somewhat going too far.

Within the ranks of the Washing Sword Pavilion, Du Songquan was considered a truly empowered Elder, entitled to strike the Council Hall gong, calling everyone to deliberate.

Moments later, over a dozen Elders, including the Washing Sword Pavilion’s Commander Lu Yanzhang, had arrived in the Council Hall.

Lu Yanzhang appeared to be just over fifty, with a refined and gentle demeanor.

He did not resemble a Sect Leader but rather looked like a schoolteacher.

In reality, Lu Yanzhang’s character matched his outward appearance: non-confrontational and pacific, a typical Mr. Nice Guy.

The only reason he was appointed the Commander of the Washing Sword Pavilion was precisely because of his easygoing nature—he had no disputes with the other factions within the Pavilion; thus, from among a dozen Elders, they chose someone whose strength just about sufficed and who had not offended anyone, a candidate everyone could accept to be the Commander.

"Elder Du, is there an urgent matter that has led you to ring the council gong?" Lu Yanzhang asked.

Du Songquan sighed, "There is quite a serious matter, concerning Asking Sword Manor."

Having said this, Du Songquan recounted the situation of Asking Sword Manor.

After finishing, Du Songquan said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, I believe what the Demon Sweeping Captain Han Zheng said makes sense.

Firstly, because that Luo Daoist is stirring up trouble in the shadows, wanting to drag our Washing Sword Pavilion into conflict, we cannot let him use us as a weapon against the Demon Cleansing Bureau.

Secondly, I’ve endured enough with the riffraff of Asking Sword Manor. Now we finally have an opportunity to completely deal with them, so why the hesitation?"

The people of the Washing Sword Pavilion all furrowed their brows, deeply contemplating.

Some agreed with Du Songquan, immediately saying, "How many messes have we cleaned up for those bastards at Asking Sword Manor over the years? Now that we finally have the chance to solve this, why not?"

"Exactly, we didn’t even distribute so many Elixirs among our own Sect’s disciples, why should we allocate so many resources to Asking Sword Manor?"

Some with a more sinister edge coldly sneered, "Asking Sword Manor, that’s a piece of prime feng shui land. Once the Demon Cleansing Bureau deals with Asking Sword Manor, that place ought to belong to our Washing Sword Pavilion, shouldn’t it?"

But there was also a large group of people who disagreed.

"If we let the Demon Cleansing Bureau take action against Asking Sword Manor, we may not have been used by Luo the Daoist, but we would be throwing away our reputation! We’ve protected Asking Sword Manor for so many years, and now we can’t protect it anymore, how would the Martial World view our Washing Sword Pavilion?"

"Indeed, the entanglement between Asking Sword Manor and our Washing Sword Pavilion from bygone days is known throughout the Southern Mountain path; our ancestors were at fault, having coerced and taken their Cultivation Technique by force.

Back then, our ancestors claimed they took the technique but also promised to compensate the offspring of their righteous brother, swearing an oath that as long as the Washing Sword Pavilion exists, Asking Sword Manor would exist.

Now we’re proactively handing Asking Sword Manor over to the Demon Cleansing Bureau, what about our former oath? Does it just become a fart?"

There were also some Elders who didn’t see eye-to-eye with Du Songquan, openly questioning him with a sneer, "Du Songquan, I remember Han Zheng killed your young disciple Yue Jingtong, whom you supported, and now here you are speaking on his behalf. There couldn’t be some issue between you two, could there?"

Du Songquan immediately retorted angrily, "I am considering the best interests of the Sect, even setting aside personal grudges for this purpose! For you to so defame me is utterly preposterous!"

Just as the two sides seemed poised for a confrontation, Lu Yanzhang quickly intervened, "Gentlemen, you are all thinking of the Washing Sword Pavilion’s interests, let us not get overly agitated."

The essence of his role as the Commander was actually to mediate.

Every council meeting required him to play peacemaker so that these Elders of the Washing Sword Pavilion would not come to blows.

Just when the group was divided and couldn’t come to a decision, the great doors of the Council Hall were suddenly pushed open.

A white-haired and bearded elderly man dressed in magnificent attire and carrying a folding fan, strode into the Council Hall.

Though the old man appeared frail, he was garbed in an eye-catching golden silken robe, with a White Jade Crown atop his head, holding a folding fan in hand.

Such attire, even if worn by young disciples of the Washing Sword Pavilion like Qin Sheng, would appear ostentatious and flamboyant, let alone on this elder.

"I’ve seen the Supreme Elder."

The crowd hastily paid their respects.

This old man was none other than Wei Danqing, one of the three Supreme Elders of the Washing Sword Pavilion.

Although all were somewhat dissatisfied with the Supreme Elder’s somewhat unserious demeanor, they were extremely respectful towards him.

Currently, the Washing Sword Pavilion was waning, its glory supported solely by these three old men, and one of them was missing, fate unknown.

Wei Danqing looked at the people present, curled his lip, and snorted, "You’ve been chattering away here for half a day, and not a single useful word has been spoken!

In my opinion, you lot are nothing but hypocrites, trying to setup a facade of virtue, and that includes the ancestors of my Washing Sword Pavilion.

Do you really consider yourselves a noble and upright sect just because you’ve put on fancy clothes for a few days? Nonsense!

Our ancestors in the Washing Sword Pavilion were bandits, who seized other people’s cultivation techniques and legacies. But what of it?

If we hadn’t taken the cultivation techniques from Asking Sword Manor, someone else would.

We’ve been well cared for over the centuries; we owe nothing more to Asking Sword Manor.

If they had kept to themselves, they would have continued to be well-treated.

But now that they’ve colluded with demons, without regard for their own lives, what else is there to talk about? Just leave it to the Demon Cleansing Bureau.

If people outside have something bad to say about it, who cares? Will a few bad words make us lose any flesh?

You all put on this noble act, fishing for compliments and reputation, saying you don’t understand is already giving you too much credit!"

Wei Danqing cursed everyone out loudly, drenching them in verbal blood, but no one dared rebut.

However, the good-tempered Lu Yanzhang wasn’t angry. He simply chuckled and said, "Since Elder Wei has spoken, let’s do as Elder Lu suggests and hand Asking Sword Manor directly over to the Demon Cleansing Bureau."

Indeed, how to deal with Asking Sword Manor was not a big issue; even those elders who had previously disagreed with handing Asking Sword Manor over to Han Zheng, harbored intense disdain for Asking Sword Manor in their hearts.

They opposed only out of fear of tarnishing the sect’s reputation.

But now that Wei Danqing had spoken, naturally, they had no further objections.

After all, if the sect were to be criticized in the future, the blame would fall on Wei Danqing.

Du Songquan said, "Then, Sect Leader, I will go find Han Zheng and align our stories."

Saying this, Du Songquan hurriedly left, but just as he reached the door, Wei Danqing stopped him.

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Wei Danqing’s gaze was so intense that it made Du Songquan feel somewhat uneasy.

"It was given to me by Han Zheng, the Demon Sweeping Captain of the Southern Mountain Demon Cleansing Department. He’s currently ranked first within the department as the Commander of the Kui Character Camp."

Wei Danqing frowned and said, "Han Zheng? The new face in the Demon Cleansing Bureau? Are you certain?"

Du Songquan looked at Wei Danqing strangely: "Of course I’m certain, I’ve had dealings with Han Zheng more than once."

"Alright then, off you go."

Wei Danqing waved him off, and Du Songquan beat a hasty retreat.

He didn’t want to stay any longer than necessary with this somewhat erratic Supreme Elder.

This Supreme Elder was not only eccentric in his ways; his gaze was also bizarre, as if he wanted to strip people bare.

Watching Du Songquan’s retreating back, Wei Danqing muttered, "Is this a case of borrowing a corpse to resurrect, or did he find a disciple?

Heh, the good die young, but calamities linger for a thousand years.

I thought you had long since gone cold; little did I expect you to still be alive.

But then again, someone as selfish and calculating as you, how could you die so easily?

How interesting, how interesting. There aren’t many old folks left in Southern Mountain, and yet in my lifetime, I get to see an old acquaintance again."

The corners of Wei Danqing’s mouth turned up in a smile, but his eyes carried a hint of melancholy.