novel bin Chapter 43 Sick Old Man
Chapter 43 Sick Old Man
"What is that? Someone actually dared to attack the Yin Yang Sect. Who has such audacity?" someone in the Qinling Mountains asked.
"It's actually a young man. Could he be a disciple of one of the four holy lands? Otherwise, how could he dare to make a move?" some people speculated.
"No, there is no such person among the young people of the four holy lands."
Some cultivators in the Qinling Mountains quickly made an accurate judgment.
The battle was swift, ending in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. Several Yin-Yang Sect elders perished, their remains reduced to ashes.
"What a terrifying young man! He ended the battle so quickly. But he's offended the Yin Yang Sect now, so he's probably in trouble."
"Why are you worrying about this? You're not even happy with your own life, yet you still care about other people's life, death, and suffering. How can you possibly manage that?"
"Indeed, I haven't even finished my own business, how can I care about others?"
After dealing with these people, Lu Zhao returned to the Taoist temple to cultivate and comprehend the remaining Taoist principles there.
For the next few days, Lu Zhao remained silent, trying to comprehend these Daoist principles.
While Lu Zhao was focusing on his cultivation, the Yin Yang Sect was filled with rage.
"Elder Qin and his group are all dead, and they all died in the Qinling Mountains. Who could have done this?" Wang Yangzhan asked.
"We are unaware that our Yin Yang Sect has recently suffered repeated setbacks, which seems more like someone is deliberately targeting us," an elder said coldly.
"Aren't we going too far?" some conservatives said.
These people act discreetly, not wanting the Yin-Yang Sect to be too high-profile.
However, in the Yin-Yang sect today, such opinions are completely drowned out by other voices, preventing these people's voices from being heard.
"The Yin-Yang Sect needs to develop, and this is something we must go through. I don't think we've gone too far," an elder said calmly.
"Indeed, this matter must be resolved. I think that in Zhongzhou, apart from the four holy lands, there are only two or three families with whom I have grudges that would dare to attack my Yin Yang Sect. I will make a visit to them afterward." Wang Yangzhan coldly glanced at the crowd.
"Master, please reconsider. Perhaps we should offer a reward to see if anyone has seen the killer's face," an elder suggested.
"Then I'll leave it to you to handle." Wang Yangzhan nodded slightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a mirror appeared above his head, completely engulfing him and making his figure disappear from the spot.
As for the elders of the Yin-Yang Sect, they also quietly withdrew from the main hall.
On that day, the Yin-Yang Sect posted a bounty, offering a reward for anyone who saw and killed a Yin-Yang Sect cultivator that day, and the reward was very high.
The bounty offered by the Yin-Yang Sect is enough for an ordinary person to live on for ten lifetimes.
For cultivators, the benefits are also incredibly great. A whole jar of peerless dragon marrow is extremely important to cultivators.
As expected, some returning cultivators reported back to the Yin-Yang Sect about the battle.
"An unfamiliar young man?" An elder of the Yin-Yang Sect frowned.
How dare a young man provoke the Yin-Yang Sect like this?
However, the elder did not dare to neglect the matter and reported it to Wang Yangzhan.
"It's Ye Fan again. Wasn't he in the Eastern Wilderness? Why is he in the Central State? Send two powerful figures with ten Immortal Platform Elders and the new Holy Son. My Yin Yang Sect must regain its honor," Wang Yangzhan said.
"Yes, I will take care of it myself," the elder said earnestly.
In the following time, the Yin Yang Sect quickly gathered a large number of cultivators, leading more than ten powerful figures, and together they marched towards the Qinling Mountains.
Lu Zhao remained in the small Taoist temple, not only studying the old Taoist's Taoist traces but also trying to understand his insights, which was very important to him.
A person who has lived for eight thousand years must be at least a Great Saint-level cultivator.
The cultivation insights left behind by such people are still very useful to Lu Zhao.
At least in other realms, it points him in the right direction, which will help him avoid many detours in later realms.
Lu Zhao's three days at the small Taoist temple were equivalent to a month of cultivation outside.
Including the time spent searching in the Qinling Mountains, Lu Zhao was only half a month away from undergoing his tribulation.
In just half a month, he will reach the perfection of the third level of the fourth realm. As long as he consolidates his strength, he can enter the fourth level of the fourth realm.
This trip to the Qinling Mountains has yielded tremendous gains, which will greatly benefit his cultivation.
Even from the traces reflected in the mirror, Lu Zhao obtained a specific direction from the old Taoist priest, learning the location of the Cai clan.
Even the old Taoist himself mentioned that the Cai clan possessed one of the nine secrets.
Having obtained these results, Lu Zhao immediately headed towards the Qin Gate.
The Qinling Mountains are so vast that it's possible to go for days without seeing a single person.
Therefore, various dangers may lurk inexplicably in these areas.
Lu Zhao searched continuously in the Qinling Mountains, encountering many cultivators along the way, but after inquiring from various sources, he still had no idea about the Qin Clan.
"Although we have a direction, finding the Qin Clan doesn't seem as easy as we imagined; it will be difficult to succeed in the short term." Lu Zhao frowned slightly.
However, as he was exploring intently, he finally spotted human figures.
It was an old man, hunched over, walking with a shaky gait, looking very weak, with faint Dao principles flowing within his body.
The old man walked around a giant mountain, along its foot.
He would even glance at the summit of the giant mountain from time to time, as if he were exploring something.
"There's some fluctuation. It seems that the pool is not far from being created. It's quite something to look forward to." The old man's eyes gleamed.
However, this state was fleeting, so fast that even Lu Zhao didn't notice it.
After confirming the details, the old man slowly turned around and walked towards the Qinling Mountains, each step still trembling.
He walked very slowly, yet Lu Zhao felt as if he would miss him in the blink of an eye.
Lu Zhao rushed over quickly and caught up with the old man ahead.
This man was over fifty years old, with sparse hair, thin and bony, looking sickly, and his beard was all white, making him look very old.
Even after Lu Zhao carefully explored the area, he still couldn't find anything unusual.
The fluctuations of the Dao principles within his body were extremely weak, only slightly stronger than those of an ordinary person, and there was nothing special about them at all.
The most immediate impression is that he's just an ordinary old man, seemingly about to be buried, as if he might collapse in front of you at any moment.
Lu Zhao did not underestimate this person, because he had been exploring here for half a month and had witnessed many dangers. How could an ordinary person appear here?
If an ordinary person entered this place, probably not even bones would be left.
Even if there were no dangers in the Qinling Mountains, given their sheer vastness, it would be difficult for an ordinary person to traverse them even in a lifetime.
So no matter how you look at it, this elderly man with the illness is no ordinary person.
Lu Zhao believed that this person's ability to shield himself from Dao fluctuations indicated that his mastery of the Dao had truly reached its peak.
This reminded Lu Zhao of someone, but he wasn't quite sure yet.