Chapter 237
“I will personally send a letter to Tongming Shangren. No, I need to go find him in person!” Uncle Pang nodded seriously. “Some sects in the Baixian Alliance can’t be trusted. It’s better if I go myself to keep it confidential.”
Zheng Fa then realized the name of the legendary figure in the Baixian Alliance who had reached the transformation stage.
He couldn’t help but ask, “Is Tongming Shangren… trustworthy?”
At this moment, he had little fondness for the Baixian Alliance.
On the other hand, there were indeed traitors within the Baixian Alliance.
Zheng Fa found Tongming Shangren’s stance rather ambiguous.
“Tongming Shangren holds a very high reputation in the Baixian Alliance, and the likelihood of him colluding with the demonic sect is low,” Uncle Pang said with a frown. “Moreover, if he stands by and watches our Jiushan Sect perish, the hearts of the people in the Baixian Alliance will surely scatter.”
The others nodded gently in agreement.
The Baixian Alliance had come together primarily for mutual support.
If Tongming Shangren does not save Jiushan Sect, it would be better for the Baixian Alliance’s reputation to be tarnished.
Thinking of this, Zheng Fa noticed that even Senior Sister Zhang seemed to relax a bit.
“Once Huang Shimei brings the other disciples, I will set off for Tongming Mountain,” Uncle Pang said. “No matter what Tongming Shangren says, I won’t return to Leichi but will go directly back to Jiushan Sect.”
…
Huang Shushu arrived quickly.
Her expression was heavy as she entered the Wulong Heavenly Palace and said to Zheng Fa and the others, “I’ve brought all the elite disciples from the sect. As for the family members and ordinary disciples, I really couldn’t take them with me, and I’m afraid it would alert the enemy.”
Uncle Pang nodded. “Does Brother Yuan have any arrangements?”
“Brother Yuan said he would arrange for them to evacuate nearby. If something really happens to Jiushan Sect, at least we’ll have left some seeds behind.”
The atmosphere in the Wulong Heavenly Palace was very somber.
Though it wasn’t explicitly stated, everyone understood that the sect leader was preparing for the worst.
“The spiritual energy in Leichi Market is insufficient to support so many disciples; it’s better if they don’t come,” Uncle Pang sighed. “Shimei, this market is in your hands now.”
“Brother Pang…” Huang Shushu pursed her lips. “Brother Yuan told you not to go back.”
“...I’ve never respected that Yuan as the sect leader!” Uncle Pang huffed. “Why should I listen to him?”
Everyone fell silent, knowing that Uncle Pang had made up his mind and that no amount of persuasion would change it.
Uncle Pang then turned to Senior Sister Zhang and said, “I thought the chaos in the Xuanwei Realm would take hundreds or even thousands of years to unfold. I was planning to recuperate, but I didn’t expect Jiushan Sect to face such a calamity so soon…”
“Uncle?”
“In the future, I won’t hold you back,” Uncle Pang suddenly said.
Senior Sister Zhang nodded gently.
Zheng Fa understood that Uncle Pang was intentionally signaling his concession to Senior Sister Zhang, aiming for unity within Jiushan Sect.
“There’s only one thing you must remember.”
“Please, Uncle, go ahead.”
“You must protect his life.” Uncle Pang pointed at Zheng Fa. “As long as he is here, even if Jiushan Sect is reduced to its last member, there will still be hope for revival.”
“I will remember, Uncle.”
Just as Zheng Fa was about to speak, he saw Uncle Pang wave his hand at him, saying, “Dying is certainly difficult, but sometimes living is even harder.”
“...Just live well. I’m waiting for the day Jiushan Sect becomes part of the Tianhe Sect.”
“…”
Uncle Pang seemed to have said all he needed to say. He then asked them to leave the Wulong Heavenly Palace, saying he wanted to give his personal disciples a few more words of advice.
He closed the hall doors tightly, and no one knew what they discussed inside.
However, when Zhou Qianyuan and the others emerged from the hall, their eyes were slightly red.
Uncle Pang did not see anyone else. The Wulong Heavenly Palace rose into the sky, flying straight towards the horizon, gradually disappearing from view as everyone silently watched.
Huang Shushu led the others in constructing new living quarters, while Zhou Qianyuan quietly approached Zheng Fa.
“Zheng Shixiong.”
“Did Uncle Pang leave a message for me?” Zheng Fa could tell from his expression.
“Yes, before Master left, he told us to listen to you,” Zhou Qianyuan said honestly.
Zheng Fa suddenly understood that Uncle Pang had entrusted this branch of disciples to him.
“He also instructed me to tell you not to worry about the conflict between the two branches,” Zhou Qianyuan whispered. “He said if he dies for Jiushan Sect, the disciples from Senior Sister Zhang’s branch should have no grievances left.”
“...Uncle thinks too much.”
To be honest, under these circumstances, neither Zheng Fa nor Senior Sister Zhang would allow any further disputes between the two branches.
Uncle Pang’s instructions…
One could only say he cared too much for these disciples.
Thinking about how every word and action of Uncle Pang before he left was for the sake of Jiushan Sect or his own disciples, Zheng Fa couldn’t help but feel a pang of bitterness in his heart.
Zhou Qianyuan spoke again, “Master had one more thing to say, but he told me to keep it a secret and only tell you.”
Zheng Fa immediately became serious.
“What is it?”
“He said, if there’s a chance to save him, you should try to do so.”
“Ah?”
“Like last time, if it happens again, it’s best to give him a heads-up first…”
…No wonder he said it in private.
…
In the present, at the nursing home.
Tang Lingwu and the others were meditating with their eyes closed.
Now, Zheng Fa had reached the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and was even close to the mid-stage.
The spiritual energy in the nursing home was becoming more abundant by the day.
Tang Lingwu and the others were progressing faster in their cultivation.
Among them, Tang Lingwu was nearing the third layer of Qi Refinement.
Old Bai was probably not far from the second layer of Qi Refinement.
Even Teacher Tian, who had started the latest, was slowly accumulating at the first layer of Qi Refinement.
Zheng Fa glanced around at the three of them, nodded lightly, and then walked toward the fields.
At this time, winter had already set in.
Yet the various vegetables in the fields were thriving.
Squatting by the edge of the field, Zheng Fa looked at the vegetables.
Red tomatoes, purple eggplants, lush green leaves, and plump fruits.
They seemed unconcerned about the increasingly cold temperatures, growing freely and bringing joy to anyone who looked at them—much to the amazement of the purchasing staff sent from the dining hall.
Before him lay a scene of vitality, yet he felt a tinge of sorrow in his heart.
Now, among the three lightning techniques on the Divine Seal List, he had mostly mastered the Heavenly Calamity Lightning.
He had also nearly grasped the principles of the Cloud and Rain Lightning, but due to insufficient spiritual power and limited control, he had yet to use it perfectly.
Only the Spirit Wood Lightning…
He had a feeling that mastering Spirit Wood Lightning was unrealistic for him at this point.
His control over lightning techniques was already somewhat challenging with the Cloud and Rain Lightning…
“What’s wrong?”
Tang Lingwu’s voice came from behind. She walked over and squatted down beside Zheng Fa.
Her profile looked particularly clean in the morning sunlight.
“I was just thinking… it’s too slow.”
Zheng Fa shook his head and sighed, unable to explain further.
His cultivation was progressing too slowly, which also affected his understanding of the Heavenly Tablet Realm.
If he could master the Heavenly Tablet Realm, the issues facing Jiushan Sect would almost be resolved.
Tang Lingwu glanced at him, her expression puzzled. “What’s slow?”
“Mastering Spirit Wood Lightning is too slow.”
Tang Lingwu seemed to not understand why he was so anxious.
Seeing his furrowed brow, she bit her lip, feeling a bit disheartened—sometimes she felt that Zheng Fa kept certain things from her.
Zheng Fa was still lost in thought, contemplating how to quickly master the Heavenly Tablet Realm.
Tang Lingwu stood up, looking back, only to find that Teacher Tian was the only one left in the courtyard.
Old Bai had suddenly disappeared.
What intrigued her more was that Teacher Tian’s expression seemed even more hesitant than her own.
“Where’s Teacher Bai?” she walked over and asked softly. “What’s wrong, Teacher Tian?”
“He went to meet someone online.”
“Someone online? Where did that come from?” Tang Lingwu was taken aback.
“Same-sex dating…” Teacher Tian glanced at her and said dryly.
“…” Tang Lingwu was stunned.
Though she knew she shouldn’t, at that moment, she suddenly felt that Zheng Fa’s secrecy didn’t seem like such a big deal…
As long as Zheng Fa didn’t turn out like Old Bai, this little matter really wasn’t anything!
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 225: Sacrificing for the Immortal Arts!
Chapter 225: Sacrificing for the Immortal Arts!
“Same-sex dating? Who’s same-sex? Who’s dating?!”
At the dining table, Old Bai cried out in grievance.
The main issue was that Teacher Tian clearly seemed a bit emotional; two plates of vegetables were placed in front of him, while the meat dishes were far away.
Although the vegetables in the nursing home were quite delicious.
But the two green plates in front of him practically screamed, “You do the first, I’ll do the fifteenth; don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Old Bai’s expression was clearly a bit flustered.
Teacher Tian’s face inexplicably turned cold.
“Teacher Tian, don’t be like this. I believe in Teacher Bai,” Zheng Fa said from the side.
Old Bai nodded vigorously, looking at Zheng Fa with gratitude, feeling the warmth of camaraderie.
Zheng Fa continued, “From what I know about Teacher Bai, that online friend should be a woman.”
Teacher Tian’s expression grew even colder.
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