Chapter 59

Qian Xiao, the monk of the Sun and Moon, was not a man of good temper. He had spent over a decade refining the alms bowl, flying to the peak of the cloudless mountain at midnight and noon every day to collect the essence of the sun and moon. He had originally planned to ask for it back with a thick face, but seeing Yue Qing bestow it upon his disciple, he knew it would not be returned. He couldn't help but feel his teeth grind in anger: "I wondered how you dared to act so recklessly and oppose so many of our fellow disciples. It turns out you have refined our master's Primordial True Qi!"

"I dare not oppose any of you. I am merely carrying out our master's will! When our master was about to enter Nirvana, he called us ten to his side and passed down the method of refining swords, instructing us to refine the ten great mountain swords of our sect and to meet for the three sword duels in the future! Senior Brother Lin Yuan, I remember our master once taught you the method of refining the Taiyi Yin-Yang Sword. Now that thirty years have passed, have you refined the immortal sword? Do you still plan to go to the three sword duels to avenge our master?"

"About that..." Lin Yuan smiled bitterly, "The Taiyi Yin-Yang Sword requires Taiyi Gengjin and Taiyi Xinjin to shape the sword embryo. I have searched for many years and have only collected a bit as big as a thumb."

"Regardless of success, we cannot forget our master's great enmity! We cannot forget his teachings! These years, I have been refining the Spirit Child Sword, failing three times. Senior Sister Xu has been refining the Heavenly Demon Extermination Sword under the old nun Cansha on Mount Huang, nearly being devoured by the heavenly demons several times. Senior Brother Fayuan, how is your Five Poison Immortal Sword coming along?"

Fayuan shook his head: "I still haven't collected enough materials!"

Yue Qing's eyes were filled with tears: "We have failed to fulfill our master's last wishes, which is already a great shame. Now we are about to draw swords over our master's scriptures, fighting among ourselves. Who can face our master's spirit in heaven!"

The Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan had truly nothing to say about these disciples. The Seven Star Terrace was silent, even Zhitong and Qian Xiao were silent.

Yue Qing said, "I still have the same idea. At noon tomorrow, after everyone has gathered, we will discuss what to do with the scriptures. For today, let's disperse!"

This time, no one continued to纠缠 (harass). Everyone split up to discuss their strategies, and Yue Qing and Liu Quan returned to the Tianzhu Hall.

Xu Feiniang's face was heavy: "Junior Brother, the signs are not good. If everyone stands up to oppose Junior Brother Liu entering the sect and demands the scriptures from us, what will we do?" She gritted her teeth, "I never thought that after hundreds of years, he would raise such a pack of ingrates! After being dead for thirty years, only a few of us still think of avenging him."

Yue Qing was very calm, gesturing for everyone to sit down and drink tea: "They each have their own ideas and cannot unite. We need to deal with them separately. Zhitong is determined to become the third-generation leader of the Wutai Sect." He stirred the tea leaves with the lid, "To be fair, he has been the most dedicated these years, but unfortunately, his direction is wrong. He turned the Ciyun Temple into a den of debauchery. If the Wutai Sect falls into his hands, its fortune will not last ten years! Lin Yuan and Qian Xiao only want the scriptures and are indifferent to the fate of the Wutai Sect. Hmph, they want to reap the benefits without putting in the effort. This favor cannot be given to them. As for Li Kunwu and Xing Zheng, they have been frightened by the Emei Sect. They received our flying sword message and only came back to see if they could gain some advantage..."

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the Seven Star Hall, as if someone else had arrived. Many people went out to greet them, and Sun Fu at the door ran in: "Senior Brother Yue, Senior Sister Xu, the Seven-Handed Night Fork Long Fei has returned!"

Xu Feiniang's face became even more grim: "Junior Brother Long Fei... I heard he is now highly favored by the White Bone Spirit Lord and has become the senior disciple of the White Bone Sect. With the help of the White Bone Spirit Lord, he has refined the Nine Mother Yin Soul Sword."

Yue Qing smiled self-deprecatingly: "Among us ten, only he has successfully refined his sword. However, he has already left the Wutai Sect and become a disciple of another sect. Tomorrow, in the Seven Star Hall, he will have no right to speak!"

Long Fei was also a senior figure in the Wutai Sect, having studied under Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan during the Southern Song Dynasty. He was highly talented and skilled in Daoist arts. After Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan entered Nirvana, he joined the White Bone Spirit Lord under Mount Lushan, combining the strengths of both sects. In recent years, he refined the Nine Mother Yin Soul Sword, becoming invincible in the world.

Upon his arrival, Fayuan personally went out to welcome him and arranged for him to stay in the Kaiyang Hall. Soon after, Zhitong and Lin Yuan's groups came to visit, and their words were full of provocation. Long Fei immediately became furious: "How dare Yue Qinbin be so impolite? I will go see him myself and see what he has to say!"

Lin Yuan stopped him: "Junior Brother, do not act rashly. Since he has set noon tomorrow as the time, we should wait until then to confront him, and question him in front of everyone." He was a man of deep scheming and gave Long Fei many suggestions, urging him to take the lead in demanding the scriptures from Yue Qing, flattery included, "When our master passed down the methods of refining the ten great mountain swords of the Wutai Sect, only you among us ten have successfully refined a sword. It seems only you have taken our master's words to heart, and only you can lead us to the third sword duel against the Emei Sect and revitalize the Wutai Sect. We will certainly support you as the leader!"

Long Fei felt elated, rubbing his hands together, preparing to confront Yue Qing the next day.

Zhitong returned to the Tianquan Hall, feeling isolated. None of the senior uncles who came were willing to support him as the third-generation leader. Only Xing Zheng and Li Kunwu had a casual attitude, saying they would support whoever became the leader. After much thought, Zhitong called his two disciples over: "You two go out now and invite your Senior Uncle Shen from Mount Huashan's Yuntaifeng to come here. Explain the situation to him and ask him to come and support us!" The two disciples accepted the mission and left.

The next morning, the Zhongtai Mountain was filled with sword light, and guests kept arriving.

The first to arrive were the Liu brothers, Bu Xuan and Bu Xu, from the Maoshan Sect. They were twins, identical in appearance, both wearing green leaf Daoist robes, water and fire sashes, and holding white jade fly whisks. Outsiders could not tell them apart. When the Wutai Sect disciples heard they had arrived, they were all surprised and came out to welcome them. Lin Yuan was the first to laugh and greet them: "Brothers, I heard your Maoshan Sect has always been low-key. Why did you come out this time?"

Liu Bu Xuan said: "Senior Brother Yue is gathering fellow Daoists to discuss the revitalization of the Wutai Sect. Such a major event naturally cannot do without the Maoshan Sect."

When everyone heard this, they realized the Liu brothers were invited by Yue Qing, and they all felt disappointed, exchanging a few words and letting it go. The Liu brothers were welcomed into the Tianzhu Hall by Yue Qing.

Not long after the Liu brothers arrived, Ming Yizi came from the Taihang Mountains. He was the closest, so he arrived early. With him were four others: a middle-aged Daoist in a Daoist robe and straw shoes, with a long beard and a fly whisk, whom only Fayuan recognized as the sword immortal Ke Yizi, who lived in seclusion on Mount Mangcang. He was always low-key and rarely left Mount Mangcang, so few knew of him.

The second was a short and stout Daoist, about forty years old, whom everyone found unfamiliar. Only Xu Feiniang was surprised: "Fellow Daoist, could you be Shuiyunzi?"

The Daoist smiled humbly: "Immortal Wanniao, you have a keen eye. I am indeed Su Xianxiang."

No one had heard of Su Xianxiang, but Long Fei gritted his teeth in secret, as he had once suffered a great defeat at Su Xianxiang's hands. At that time, Grandmaster Taiyi Hunyuan had already entered Nirvana, and he knew he was no match for Su Xianxiang, so he sought refuge under the White Bone Spirit Lord on Mount Lushan. Since refining the Nine Mother Yin Soul Sword, he had been eager to take revenge on Su Xianxiang, but he never expected to meet him here.

The third was slightly older, shorter and fatter than Ke Yizi, with a rosy complexion like a baby's, wearing a black Taiji Daoist robe and a beard. Everyone recognized him as Cui Haike, the Lingxuzi from the White Stone Cave on the Nanhai Juping Island. He was skilled in alchemy and had a gentle personality, willing to give medicine to anyone who asked, so he had good relations with all sects.

Fayuan smiled and asked Lingxuzi: "How did you all come together?"

Lingxuzi smiled: "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Yue, the four of us have received the scriptures of the Pure Yang Immortal and founded the Pure Yang Sect in the Taihang Mountains. In the future, we hope that all fellow Daoists will take care of our disciples when they travel outside!"

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