Chapter 32

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Li Mouchou has never been a person with a soft heart. She herself can't count the number of heinous deeds she has committed or witnessed.

However, after seeing the content on the silk scroll in Zhao Hao's hand, Li Mouchou still felt a bone-chilling cold.

At this moment, Li Mouchou deeply understood the gap between herself and Zhao Hao.

In the eyes of ordinary people, she, who could kill and destroy entire families at will, was already one of the few demons in the world.

But Zhao Hao, without even showing his face, had pushed the Quanzhen Sect, with its eighty thousand disciples and hundreds of thousands of followers, into an irredeemable abyss.

Never to rise again.

The gap between her and Zhao Hao was a qualitative difference.

And the source of this feeling for Li Mouchou was merely the two lines of text on the silk scroll in Zhao Hao's hand:

"Quanzhen Sect's leader, Zhao Zijing, receives the order:

"Especially conferred the title of Great Master of Immortal Dao, Leader of the Daoist Sect, Scholar of Wen Cui Kai Xuan, and Great True Man of Hong Ren Guang Yi, in charge of all Daoist sects."

The signature was that of Kublai Khan, the younger brother of the current Mongol Khan Möngke, a man of great power in the Mongol Empire.

Even on this silk scroll, there was Kublai Khan's seal.

Li Mouchou could not imagine how Zhao Hao had obtained this silk scroll.

But Li Mouchou knew that the Quanzhen Sect was finished.

"Is it cruel? What if I told you that everything written here is true? Even this seal is genuine." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Hao's mouth.

Li Mouchou was startled.

"Could it be that the Quanzhen Sect has really colluded with the Mongols?" Li Mouchou asked, disbelieving.

She had no concept of national righteousness, but that didn't mean she would help the Mongols.

And in her mind, the Quanzhen Sect should not do such things.

Zhao Hao sneered again and did not answer Li Mouchou.

Zhao Hao was not lying to Li Mouchou. The content recorded on the silk scroll was indeed true, just not yet.

The reason Zhao Hao could obtain this thing was because of "the greatest thief in the world," Chen Dao, who had exchanged his life for it.

"Huo Du, who invaded Zhongnan Mountain some time ago, was Kublai Khan's man. On that day, Zhao Zijing, who was guarding the mountain, deliberately blocked Guo Jing, allowing Huo Du to advance unimpeded. This Mongol decree was written by Kublai Khan, delivered by Huo Du, and received by Zhao Zijing. Isn't everything very reasonable?" Zhao Hao said.

Li Mouchou wanted to say something but ultimately just nodded.

Indeed, it was very reasonable. Even if Li Mouchou knew there was a high possibility that Zhao Hao was deliberately framing them, she could not refute it.

"Do you think I framed the Quanzhen Sect because of the Power Sect?" Zhao Hao asked.

"I do have that thought," Li Mouchou wanted to deny it, but considering Zhao Hao's character, even if she denied it, she feared Zhao Hao would see through her.

A look of disdain flashed in Zhao Hao's eyes. "The Quanzhen Sect has eighty thousand disciples, and its true potential strength indeed exceeds the Power Sect. But I have never taken it seriously, nor have I envied its strength. Mouchou, in my life, I hate useless people the most. I can accept the Quanzhen Sect's strength, but I cannot accept its indifference, or even its aiding the wicked."

"Moreover, the location of Zhongnan Mountain is too far north." Zhao Hao said softly.

"What do you mean?" As a martial artist, Li Mouchou's political sensitivity was ultimately lacking.

"In today's world, the Southern Song Dynasty is barely surviving in a corner. To counterattack and reclaim lost territory is a pipe dream. Once the Mongols decide to invade the south, there will be almost no resistance in the north. The Quanzhen Sect is the leader of the Daoist sects. If it wants to continue its legacy, it has only one path to take. If it chooses that path, what impact will it have on the Daoist sects and the martial world? Have you thought about it, Mouchou?" Zhao Hao asked.

"Perhaps they can move the Quanzhen Sect to the south," Li Mouchou said.

"They won't," Zhao Hao said decisively.

If the Quanzhen Sect showed any inclination, it could choose any of the southern grottoes and blessed lands.

However, the Quanzhen Sect has never shown any indication.

"The Quanzhen Sect has a significant influence within our Song Dynasty. Even my father, the emperor, is a devout Daoist and once issued an edict to summon Qiu Chuji to the palace to lecture. Unfortunately, Qiu Chuji refused, saying that Daoists do not involve themselves in worldly affairs. Later, my father sent someone to invite Qiu Chuji to serve in the court, but he was still refused." As he spoke, Zhao Hao's tone remained cold.

"Ha, a Daoist who received a title from the Jin emperor, a Daoist who suppressed Han peasant uprisings for the Jin, a Daoist who traveled 35,000 miles to the grasslands to lecture to Temüjin, yet refused the Song Dynasty's summons. Mouchou, if you were me, what would you think?" Zhao Hao asked.

Li Mouchou sighed. "So, the Quanzhen Sect is indeed bringing about its own destruction."

Zhao Hao had said so much that even Li Mouchou could not refute it.

From Zhao Hao's perspective, the Quanzhen Sect's actions had seriously crossed his底线 (底线 means "bottom line" or "limits").

And the Quanzhen Sect's intentions were clear.

"Past causes, present effects. They want to hedge their bets, but they need to see if they have the qualifications and whether I agree," Zhao Hao said.

"But how did you make Zhao Zijing accept this decree?" Li Mouchou asked.

"Do you think Zhao Zijing is a brave and unyielding hero? To deal with such a coward, as long as you show overwhelming strength, he will not hesitate to do anything, even eat shit," Zhao Hao said.

Li Mouchou once again found that Zhao Hao's judgment was always correct.

The next day, Zhao Zijing and Zhen Zhibing came to the Ancient Tomb, apologized to the Ancient Tomb Sect, and sought the antidote.

In Li Mouchou's disbelieving eyes, Zhao Zijing, with a fawning attitude, revealed all the Quanzhen Sect's techniques.

The foundation of the Quanzhen Sect was thus easily sold by Zhao Zijing, and Zhen Zhibing did not interfere at all.

His gaze was uncertain, but Li Mouchou noticed that his peripheral vision was always on Xiaolongnü.

Thinking of the mysterious relationship between Zhao Hao and Xiaolongnü, Li Mouchou's lips curled into a strange smile.

She had a premonition that this time, it would not just be Zhao Zijing who was in trouble; Zhen Zhibing would likely not fare much better.

After Zhao Zijing left with the antidote, expressing his gratitude, Zhao Hao finally revealed himself.

"I don't like that young Daoist," Xiaolongnü suddenly said.

She was referring to Zhen Zhibing.

Zhao Hao looked at Xiaolongnü with a warm gaze. "You won't see him again."

"What do you plan to do to him?" Xiaolongnü asked.

"After some time, he will go down the mountain, meet a Mongol woman, and start a family. Then, the entire martial world will know about it," Zhao Hao said with a light laugh.

Xiaolongnü remained as cold and ethereal as ever, while a cold sweat trickled down Li Mouchou's forehead.

Li Mouchou suddenly realized that she was a failed demon.

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