Chapter 562 - 241: The Shenxiao Sword Stirs, Chen Ping Attacks the Mountain

Shenxiao Mountain.

Purple Sky Hall.

At this moment, the crowd surged, and in front of the usually deserted Law Enforcement Hall, hundreds of disciples gathered, creating a scene of bustling chatter.

"March down the mountain. Our Shenxiao Sect has made a name for itself in the Eastern Pole, and yet someone dares to bully us at our doorstep.

As the saying goes, even a dog recognizes its master. Knowing full well that the Jade Sword Sect and the Five Thunders Gang are our Shenxiao assets, some still dare to target us indiscriminately.

That Jade Rakshasa and Bright Moon Sword, they simply don’t know life from death."

A burly man with a purple face and a square forehead swung the long sword in his hand, shouting angrily.

This man seemed to have quite a reputation within the Shenxiao Sword Sect, and at this outcry, a cheer erupted from the surrounding crowd.

"Senior Brother Teng is right. We must strike down with thunderous might, to utterly defeat the so-called King Ping’s Army below the mountain, and let them know that our Shenxiao Sword Sect is not to be trifled with."

"Indeed! I heard that both the Jade Rakshasa and the Bright Moon Sword are beauties of striking grace, and are the close companions of that Chen Ping.

That boy has been making quite a name for himself lately, waging wars east and west without a shred of respect. Why not capture these two women and bring them up the mountain, make them our furnaces, and also bring down a notch of Chen Ping’s pride."

A sharp voice rang out, immediately drawing everyone’s attention, and they turned to look.

They saw a man with a sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks, without an ounce of flesh on his face, looking feverish, as if he had already captured Jade Rakshasa and Bright Moon Sword and was dealing with them at will.

"Junior Brother Cao is truly one of us. No wonder he can cultivate the Yin Yang Thunder Technique, truly understanding the balance of water and fire. We should spar sometime."

The previously tense and hostile atmosphere relaxed a bit, and the disciples’ fighting spirit soared.

"Enough talking, let me first go see the Sect Leader and then decide on our course of action.

I heard from Junior Brother Zhang that the brothers below the mountain have already suffered terribly, being humiliated. We cannot delay any longer."

Teng Cangshan slightly raised his thick eyebrows, quite satisfied with his own prestige. He waved his hand to quiet the clamoring disciples and left the Law Enforcement Hall, heading towards the Purple Sky Hall, followed by a large number of disciples.

This was a request to fight.

He understood well that making a name for oneself among the eight hundred inner sect disciples of Shenxiao was extremely challenging.

The Ancestor Yuxiao indeed wielded a wide divine power, with cultivation unfathomable.

When teaching disciples, he was quite insightful. As long as he wished to guide them, every disciple under him achieved great success, able to subdue any region with ease.

However, Venerable Yuxiao was never a very patient master.

This person acted without scruples, passing down his techniques, not with the intent to ensure his disciples thrived with bright futures.

He taught his disciples divine secret techniques, urging them in cultivation, merely to have capable subordinates to help him and allow him to enjoy life.

To put it plainly.

He just didn’t want to labor, and when he needed something, the disciples serviced him.

And if a disciple had issues, seeking help from the master often resulted in a scolding at the least, or direct execution at the worst.

His motto was, "I teach you skills, is it to trouble myself? If you’re ineffective, why do I keep you around? A three-legged frog is hard to find, but two-legged people are as common as the hairs on a cow..."

Therefore, on Shenxiao Mountain, those who truly received his true teachings over the last two hundred years were only Mingcheng, Mingfa, Minghe, Qin Dongliu, and Yan Beifei.

Yan Beifei, needless to say, was considered a true successor disciple, who proved himself worthy by securing the position of Imperial Forest Grand Governor in Great Li Yujing City, making many matters more convenient.

He saved a lot of trouble for the Shenxiao Sword Sect and Venerable Yuxiao.

Every year, precious medicinal materials and treasures filled the Purple Sky Hall.

Indeed, Yan Beifei held a high position and authority, greatly trusted by Venerable Yuxiao, and with good reason.

As for Daoist Mingcheng, he, along with Mingfa and Minghe, followed Venerable Yuxiao to become disciples since childhood.

That was a hundred years ago.

At that time, Venerable Yuxiao wasn’t as capricious as now, seeing a few clever children, he thought he should train some capable subordinates to serve him under his sect.

It can only be said, Mingcheng, Mingfa, and Minghe came at the right time.

Regarding Sect Leader Qin Dongliu, that was another matter entirely.

He was the only descendant with remarkable cultivation talent from the bloodline of Venerable Yuxiao’s descendant, Qin Jiang.

No matter how indifferent Venerable Yuxiao was toward family matters and uninterested in the competition for favor among descendants.

He always intended to cultivate a family descendant to lead the Shenxiao Sword Sect.

Thus, Qin Dongliu later rose to prominence as the second person of the Shenxiao Sword Sect.

His status overshadowed the four great disciples.

This man not only possessed ability but ambition as well, under his leadership, he sent numerous disciples down to the cities below to establish branches.

He also widely recruited disciples, expanding the influence.

Now on the mountain are eight hundred sword cultivators, and below the mountain thousands of outer disciples originated mostly from his disciples.

In his view, the strength of the Shenxiao Sword Sect should have long since hoisted its banner, but his ancestor Yuyiao, for reasons unknown, kept secretly sending people to support one and push another, never wanting to stand at the forefront.

"Too conservative in actions."

Qin Dongliu listened to the bustling voices outside the Purple Sky Hall and shook his head.

He knew, no matter how much Venerable Yuxiao wanted to focus on cultivation, he couldn’t stay idle this time, with the deaths of Mingcheng and Yan Beifei, and the forces of Jade Sword and Five Thunders below the mountain being wiped out.

In such circumstances, remaining unmoved.

Then why cultivate, why practice sword?

"Perhaps, the deaths of Mingcheng and Yan Beifei are a blessing rather than a curse. Could it be the opportunity for the great prosperity of our Shenxiao Sect has arrived."