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Chapter 33: Is That All?
Chapter 33: Is That All?
Qi Yuan intently studied the books before him, his furrowed brows gradually smoothing out.
"Is this all there is to the Black Mountain Sect?" he muttered.
Previously, the Black Mountain Sect had been a prominent force in the Great Shang Kingdom.
Qi Yuan had assumed their strength to be formidable.
However, it now seemed that their core strength was only third-rate within the kingdom.
The first-tier sects were the three major Cultivation sects.
The second tier had at least one Divine Infancy-level warrior or possessed the means to withstand attacks from such powerhouses.
The Black Mountain Sect lacked this, and within its ranks, there were only seven Gold Core Cultivators.
Among them, the strongest was the Sect Master, who was merely at the mid-stage of Gold Core.
The rest were only at the initial stage.
Such strength placed them firmly in the third tier.
"In other words, without the Black Chicken Old Demon, this is all the Black Mountain Sect amounts to?"
The more Qi Yuan thought about it, the more reassured he felt.
The Iron Cabbage Knife had already awakened its spiritual intelligence. If it were at the late stage of Gold Core, with its protective core light fully formed, he might have had some reservations.
But with just a mid-stage Gold Core and a few at the initial stage, forming a low-grade Gold Core, he felt no fear.
His eyes gleamed with determination as he coldly chuckled, "With this level of strength, they dare to cause trouble for me? They're asking for death!"
"The first to strike holds the advantage, while the latecomer suffers the consequences!"
"They probably never expected me to transcend time and space, taking them out before they could act, snuffing out this cause and effect in its cradle."
Qi Yuan's mind raced with his plan.
The Black Chicken Old Demon wasn't currently in the Black Mountain Sect. As long as he acted swiftly, he could exact his revenge and escape unscathed.
"What a pity that I'm still too weak. Otherwise, would I need to avoid the Black Chicken Old Demon? I'd slice off that dog's head!"
"Black Chicken Old Demon, I'll remember you!"
"If only I could truly travel through time and space. I'd love to slaughter it when it was young and make chicken soup, or dance on its grave after its lifespan ends."
Qi Yuan couldn't help but recall a female chess master from the Blue Planet.
This woman was a powerhouse who had grasped the rules of time.
She had defeated the top female chess player of the present and past, earning the title "Supreme Emperor of the Chess World."
She was revered as "The One Who Punches the South Mountain Retirement Home" and "The One Who Kicks the North Sea Kindergarten."
"Senior Brother Qi Yuan, what are you doing here?" Just then, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts.
Zheng Jianghe stood there, his face filled with curiosity as he stared at Qi Yuan.
Upon reaching the third floor of the Library Hall, Zheng Jianghe had noticed Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan's peculiar attire and suspicious behavior stood out, making him seem untrustworthy.
Hiding in the corner, he was anything but inconspicuous.
It took Zheng Jianghe a while to confirm that this was indeed the Chief Disciple of the Seven-Colored Peak, Senior Brother Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan, upon seeing Zheng Jianghe, was startled.
It was as if a couple doing something shameful in the library had been caught red-handed.
However, he quickly composed himself.
"Oh, just browsing some materials," he replied.
"Senior Brother, are you also looking into information about the Black Mountain Sect?
Could you share the materials with me after you're done?
I'd like to take these documents out of the Library Hall and present them to the elders." Zheng Jianghe spoke earnestly.
"No problem," Qi Yuan put down the books, then, as if struck by a thought, he asked, "Is what's written here true? Is the Black Chicken Old Demon never at the Black Mountain Sect?"
Zheng Jianghe found Qi Yuan's question odd but answered honestly, "The Black Chicken Old Demon's dojo is in the Thousand Demon Ridge, a thousand miles away from the Black Mountain Sect.
Rumor has it that the Black Chicken Old Demon is seeking a breakthrough to the late stage of Divine Infancy and will be in closed-door cultivation for some time."
"That's good," Qi Yuan said, his heart at ease.
Zheng Jianghe, however, looked perplexed, "I wonder why Senior Brother is investigating the Black Mountain Sect?"
Qi Yuan fixed his gaze on Zheng Jianghe and pulled out a kitchen knife, "Do you know what this is?"
"Senior Brother's...pet."
Zheng Jianghe was well aware of the reputation of this knife.
Qiyuan was often seen wandering around with a kitchen knife.
"I heard that Chu Tian Xiong of the Black Mountain Sect and the Chicken Worshipping Ancestor were both killed by a mysterious powerful cultivator."
Since I also use a knife, I'm afraid the Black Mountain Sect might mistake me for that mysterious cultivator.
So, I need to take precautions and see which powerful cultivators the Black Mountain Sect has." Qiyuan said earnestly.
Zheng Jianghe coughed and eventually said, "Senior Brother, you're really... thinking ahead."
How could the Black Mountain Sect possibly suspect you? Zheng Jianghe thought it was absurd.
But when he thought about Senior Brother Qiyuan's usual eccentricities, he could understand.
After all, the entire Divine Light Sect, no, the entire Great Shang Kingdom, only had one person bold enough to call the wife of the Seven-Colored Peak's Peak Master 'chicken'.
Zheng Jianghe left with a book in hand.
Qiyuan tilted his head in thought, "It seems I need to find an excuse to make a trip out of the sect."
The Black Mountain Sect was quite far from the Divine Light Sect, and it wasn't as simple as a few hours' journey like going to Rongcheng.
He needed to inform the sect before leaving.
After all, he was a Peak Master, not an ordinary disciple.
...
Dong Xian hurriedly walked through the Divine Light Sect, carrying a pile of bamboo scrolls.
Before coming to the Divine Light Sect, he had lost all his cultivation and even initiated a breakup with his fiancee.
It was precisely because of this that he managed to avoid the vortex of power struggles and arrived at the Divine Light Sect.
Just a few days ago, the remnant soul within him began to awaken.
The remnant soul inside him belonged to a powerful Artisan who had been wronged and killed by a villain, leaving only a wisp of soul that entered Dong Xian's body.
During this time, the remnant soul had been guiding Dong Xian's cultivation and imparting Artisan Techniques.
Yesterday, under the remnant soul's guidance, he had even found some rare Artisan materials in the Market District.
"Master Maker, if the Black Chicken Old Demon reaches the late-stage Divine Infancy, will the entire Great Shang Kingdom fall into chaos?" Dong Xian held the bamboo scrolls and communicated with the remnant soul inside him.
Master Maker laughed, "You've just started cultivating, why are you thinking about so much?
Could it be... you still yearn for your former power and influence?"
Dong Xian fell silent, then replied after a while, "If I could... it would be better for helping you, Master Maker, to regain your strength."
"If you can seize power, then everything will be fine. But you lack experience, and your family's strength is insufficient. It's better to cultivate peacefully and follow the established path.
With my Artisan Techniques, if nothing unexpected happens, in a few hundred years, you'll enter the Divine Infancy, and strength is the foundation of everything."
Master Maker's words were full of concern and sincerity.
Dong Xian had a unique identity; he was actually an unfavored prince of the Great Shang Kingdom.
Currently, the Emperor of the Great Shang Kingdom was old and senile, with not much longer to live.
The various princes had ambitious desires, vying for power and coveting the Supreme Emperor's position.
Among the princes, Dong Xian had the weakest background and influence.
Therefore, he had taken the initiative to break off his engagement and retreat from the whirlpool of power struggles, leaving that place of turmoil and coming to the Divine Light Sect.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Master Maker was surprised, "Who's that person?"
Dong Xian hurriedly looked over and saw a strangely dressed man walking on the main road.
However, he recognized the man.
"The Senior Disciple of the Seven-Colored Peak, Qiyuan." Dong Xian didn't understand why Master Maker was interested in that person.
"Look at the kitchen knife at his waist, it must be a good item.
Unfortunately, I can't extend my divine sense, or I could definitely discover what's special about that knife.
Quick, buy that knife!" Master Maker's voice was urgent.
Dong Xian was stunned.
If it was just an ordinary kitchen knife and Qiyuan was just an ordinary Divine Light Sect disciple, he might have been able to buy it.
But... it wasn't.
Dong Xian, following Master Maker's instructions, reluctantly approached Qiyuan.
(End of Chapter)
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