Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 100 - 90: Master Yan, I nominate you as the Big Brother!

Chapter 100: Chapter 90: Master Yan, I nominate you as the Big Brother!

Shen Mei!

Ranked thirteenth in the family.

Her mother is cousins with Mrs. Luo, the wife of ’Secret Sect Boxing’ Luo Liang of the Guangling Ten Tigers, and Mrs. Luo has some ties with Cheng Fengxiao’s wife and Yan Chuan’s master’s wife, making her a distant aunt of Yan Chuan’s master’s wife.

By this calculation, Cheng Wenlong and Cheng Ah Bi should call Mrs. Luo ’Auntie’, and Shen Mei is called ’Aunt Thirteen’ by them.

Yan Chuan, being Cheng Fengxiao’s disciple, naturally followed suit with Cheng Wenlong and Cheng Ah Bi in addressing her as ’Aunt Thirteen’.

In the early years, the two of them got along quite well.

But eight years ago, when Guangling Academy was established, Shen Mei had a falling out with the Luo family, left the Martial Arts Hall, and joined the academy. At that time, she wanted Yan Chuan to join her, but Yan Chuan refused.

From then on.

One became New Faction.

The other Old School.

Their interactions reduced significantly.

Later, when Shen Mei was admitted as a research student at Tianpeng Academy, they completely lost touch.

No one expected.

Under such circumstances today, to see Shen Mei again.

Old friends reunite.

Yan Chuan was naturally delighted.

But now was not the time to be happy at all—

"Yan Chuan!"

Tu Tiannan, with bloodshot eyes, watched helplessly as Yan Chuan pierced Wu Qi’s throat with a spear, feeling utterly desperate. Hearing Wang Kuan’s words, a flicker of hope was ignited in his heart.

Watching Wang Kuan leave.

Staring at the pool of blood on the ground.

Tu Tiannan stood stunned for a long time. When Shao Yancong and Shen Mei stepped onto the stage, he came to his senses, seething with anger, questioning Yan Chuan, "Why didn’t you stop?!"

"He who kills will be killed!"

"I only regret that the old bastard didn’t die for good!"

Yan Chuan wasn’t going to indulge Tu Tiannan, lifting his spear, he said, "Want to avenge your master? Bring it on!"

In an instant.

Tensions rose!

"Chuan’er."

"Master!"

Below the stage, Cheng Fengxiao, Luo Liang, and Yu Jinpeng, along with others, came forward, standing beside Yan Chuan.

And on Tu Tiannan’s side—

"Brother Tu!"

"Leader Tu!"

Led by Meng Nan and He Junjie, a group of Guangling Academy elites and experts leapt onto the other side of the stage.

"Senior Sister."

"Yan Chuan."

Han Yerou, a small figure, walked against the flow and came to Yan Chuan’s side, standing next to Shen Mei. She didn’t care about the tense situation on stage and, meeting Yan Chuan for the first time, she smiled excitedly, "I’ve always heard Senior Sister talk about you, and today we finally meet!"

"Hmm?"

"Hmm?!"

Yan Chuan turned to look at Shen Mei, what was this little Thirteen mumbling about him?

Shen Mei turned to look at Han Yerou, when had she ever talked about Yan Chuan? Wasn’t it always Han Yerou talking about him?!

Both were perplexed.

Han Yerou laughed heartily, "I see everyone is a bit tense, just joking around to lighten up the atmosphere, don’t mind it."

This girl!

She’s quite something!

On the stage.

Experts gathered.

On Yan Chuan’s side—

Cheng Fengxiao, Luo Liang, Shao Yancong, Shen Mei, Han Yerou, Yu Jinpeng, Jin Yutang, Che Qi, Wei Quan, appearing thin on resources.

In contrast on Tu Tiannan’s side—

Meng Nan, He Junjie, Li Jianhua, Xiang Yue, Teng Siqian, ...

From the Ten Masters to the Four Immortals, from the Five Extremes to the Seven Marvels, and then the Seven Emotions, and Seven Killings, nearly twenty well-known experts, with many more Guangling Academy elites standing on the stage and surrounding it.

By this time!

Only then did everyone realize—

This Guangling!

Had long become the Guangling of Guangling Academy!

This world!

Had long belonged to the New Martial Artists!

There were also some from the Old School.

But at this moment, no one dared to step forward.

Even among the spectators, some stood with Yan Chuan, but with lower strength, they feared that even cheering might attract the accountability of Guangling Academy and the officials.

There wasn’t a single one capable of fighting!

Yan Chuan!

Was in deep trouble!

...

However.

At this time.

From the south, a person leapt forward over the layered rooftops. Before the person arrived, the voice reached first, "Following an emergency meeting convened by the Ten Elders and Ten City Affairs of Guangling Academy, it was agreed that Wu Qi acted with reckless stupidity, endangered the talents of Great Yan, and disrupted the Martial Arts Competition, which is unforgivable. He is now relieved of his Inner Court Elder position, and upon recovery, will be exiled to the frontier, never to return to Jian Province! Yan Chuan is not at fault, having survived a deadly situation, will receive compensation of one hundred taels of patterned silver, one scroll of seventh-grade secret book, and ten sets of ’Dragon and Tiger Secret Medicine’!"

The newcomer’s voice was deafening, every word clear.

Yet, the audience couldn’t believe—

"Wu Qi is relieved of the Inner Court Elder position and exiled?"

"Yan Chuan is not guilty and receives compensation?"

"Is it true?"

"The Ten Elders and Ten City Affairs, are all in the academy? The meeting is this quick?"

"Could this person be spreading false information?"

"Blind fool! This is ’Lion Roar’ Yuan Shicai, one of the Ten Elders of Guangling Academy! If anyone could fake this, ’Lion Roar’ certainly couldn’t fake it! This voice, truly loud!"

...

With Yuan Shicai’s arrival, the tense standoff on the scene immediately dissolved.

"It’s Elder Yuan!"

"Then there’s no issue!"

"I knew it, it was Wu Qi’s fault in the first place! How can a master who loses his nerve and wants to kill because his disciple lost!"

"Indeed, indeed! If it were always like this, everyone might as well stop competing, let each faction’s instructors, teachers, and masters take the stage and fight directly, wouldn’t it save trouble?"

The disciples of Guangling Academy, hearing Yuan Shicai’s judgment, all breathed a sigh of relief, grinning happily as they dispersed. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Do they really want to stand up for Wu Qi?

Do they really not know who’s in the right?

Fairness is apparent in people’s hearts!

Their stepping up was purely because they were part of Guangling Academy, and seeing one of the Ten Elders nearly killed in public, they had to put on some show.

Now that the academy had made a conclusion, they naturally no longer joined in, with no burden, they happily dispersed.

Those who had previously crossed paths with Yan Chuan or respected him from afar—

Teng Siqian cupped her fists to Yan Chuan, said nothing, and left the stage.

Xiang Yue grinned, "In the Guangling Academy, if I didn’t step up, these people would surely ostracize me in the future and settle accounts later; one cannot act freely in the Jianghu. Master Yan, please understand."

Li Jianhua said to Yan Chuan, "Master Yan, my apologies."

Meng Nan looked at Yan Chuan, "Master Yan’s talent is astonishing; Meng Nan is ashamed by the comparison and will surely seek to learn from you another time."

He Junjie laughed heartily, "You know, if it had come to a fight, I’d definitely have disrupted things, I’ll be honest, I’m the spy inside, guaranteeing they’d have a hard time hurting Master Yan! Wu Qi is disgraceful!"

Each one!

Is quite something!

This is Guangling Academy, united against external threats, yet everyone has their own mind, their own principles and adherence.

As for the higher-ups!

Today’s events showed them to be truly enlightened!

...

"Guangling Academy!"

"Truly enlightened!"

Returning to Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall, Shao Yancong and Ren Qiushan from Taikang Academy joined the discussion regarding the outcome of Guangling Academy’s actions today. Despite being a competing institution, the two had to praise Guangling Academy for its enlightened and magnanimous decision.

"Don’t even mention such a large academy."

"Even in the large Martial Arts sects like Immortal Mist Mountain or Songhe Sect, encountering today’s situation, even if the Seven Immortal Swords or Songhe Five Elders acted first without justification, as long as anyone dared to resist and kill one of the Seven or one of the Five, you’d see that those two factions would never let it go, let alone apologize!"

Cheng Fengxiao was also impressed by Guangling Academy today.

’Six Harmonies Fist’ Wang Kuan!

’Lion Roar’ Yuan Shicai!

These Guangling Ten Elders displayed prompt action, fairness, and openness. This incident will not damage the academy’s reputation, but rather attract numerous followers for Guangling Academy.

Anyone who hears this would surely applaud.

"Indeed, no anger!"

Yan Chuan also acknowledged.

Although he wished for Wu Qi’s death, Guangling Academy’s resolution was already very appropriate—

Dismissal!

Exile!

The once high and mighty Ten Elder, in the blink of an eye, was gravely injured, not to mention recovery; even if he survived, his status and power would plummet drastically, bringing about a significant transformation.

This punishment was sufficient.

"Today, everyone only sees the good in Guangling Academy but fails to notice the indifference of the New Faction schools—"

"Wu Qi!"

"Ten Elder!"

"This person holds a high position in Guangling Academy and has many ’Wu Family Boxing’ disciples in the New Faction, yet only Tu Tiannan was determined to avenge him."

"How cold!"

"How heartless!"

Luo Liang, who was struck by Wu Qi and still looked pale, sat down, marveling at Guangling Academy’s enlightenment and equal shock at the New Martial Artists’ indifference.

So rational!

It’s hardly full of warmth.

Cold? Heartless?

Amid the crowd, Shen Mei’s eyebrow exposed a hint of mockery. On the topic of coldness, on the topic of heartlessness, how could the New Faction compare with the Old School?

Take Luo Liang, for example.

He is one of the ’Guangling Ten Tigers,’ extremely reputable, with many disciples before Guangling Academy was established, each respecting and loving him.

But Luo Liang?

Guarding the true teachings of ’Secret Sect Boxing,’ unwilling to pass it on, intent only on providing for his two precious sons, ignoring how excellent or devoted his disciples were.

Is this not cold?

Is this not heartless?

Back then, when Shen Mei learned boxing quickly in the Luo family, under her aunt’s guidance, she mastered Secret Sect Boxing quickly and proficiently.

But with such talent, solely due to her different surname and being a woman, she was considered an outsider, and Luo Liang didn’t even consider passing on the true teachings of ’Secret Sect Boxing.’

Always holding back.

Always dangling.

And intending to pair Shen Mei with his son.

From age eight to twenty.

Twelve years passed.

Shen Mei’s heart grew cold.

Thus, when Guangling Academy was established, she unhesitatingly left the Luo family and joined the New Faction.

On coldness!

On heartlessness!

In Shen Mei’s heart, the many disenheartened brothers and sisters who left the ’Secret Sect Martial Arts Hall’ over the years, they are the ones who have the say.

Luo Liang?

He’s a good son, good father, good husband, but not a good master!

...

Yan Chuan noticed Shen Mei’s change in expression and knew about the conflict between her and Luo Liang.

Such matters are hard to comment on.

But he had to admit, holding knowledge too dear or having sectarian views, indeed represent the biggest drawbacks and cold indifference of Old School martial artists.

Regarding the New Faction schools.

They are not entirely better either.

For instance, Luo Liang’s remark just now reminded Yan Chuan of how last month, at the beginning of the Advanced Study Hall, when Tian Hu brought his disciples, including Lu Qing, to challenge another Martial Arts Hall, Lu Qing and the others treated Tian Hu far from respectfully.

Research students and teachers mutually.

Academy disciples and Ten Elders likewise.

New Faction!

Academy!

It seems—

...

"It’s an individual case."

"Not all academies are as cold as Guangling Academy, nor are all instructors and elders as unpopular as Wu Qi."

Shao Yancong finally found an opportunity, he looked at Yan Chuan, "I, Shao Yancong, humbly serve as Inner Court Elder of Taikang Academy. Master Yan, Guangling Academy may be indifferent, but our Taikang Academy is not like that. Though small, we have strong bonds, harmony between students and teachers, brotherliness and respect. Would you be willing to return with me to Taikang Academy? If willing, as a disciple, I will place you as the first of Taikang Academy, resources stacked in your favor. Should you wish to be an instructor or lecturer, start as a professor, within three years, I will push you to become one of the Ten Elders!"

Becoming a disciple, the first person!

Becoming a professor, a Ten Elder in three years!

Beside him.

Han Yerou was tempted, quickly asking, "I rank in the top forty-four elites at Tianpeng Academy, Elder Shao, if I join your academy, could I become a Ten Elder within three years? If three years is not possible, five years would do!"

Ten Elders!

That is Ten Elders indeed!

In a Martial Arts Academy, the ’Ten Elders’ and ’Ten City Affairs’ jointly manage learning and administration, with Ten Elders leading, and Ten City Affairs assisting.

Ten Elders!

Ten Inner Court Elders!

This is the pinnacle of power and status in a Martial Arts Academy.

Even in a lower-tier academy, Han Yerou felt intensely tempted—

’Ten Elder’ Han Yerou!

To say it, it would be a single word, prestige!

"If Miss Han is willing to join Taikang Academy, I would certainly welcome you tremendously. The position of Inner Court Elder, of course, has hope. Three, five years, ten, eight years, with Miss’s talents, it is bound not to be difficult."

Shao Yancong spun his words deftly yet made no definitive promise.

Clearly.

Compared to Han Yerou, Shao Yancong still wanted Yan Chuan more.

...