117: Chapter 117 Decisive and Ruthless?

It turned out that Wang Ming was rescued by the previous Zetian Sect Sect Master from other Yao Race during his travels in the North Sea.

At that time, Wang Ming had not yet taken human form; his situation was extremely dangerous, and he was on the verge of death.

The previous Sect Master felt pity and brought him back to the Zetian Sect, taking care of him meticulously.

Since then, Wang Ming had lived in the pond at the residence of the previous Zetian Sect Sect Master.

The environment of this pond was secluded, quiet, and peaceful, providing Wang Ming with a relatively safe and comfortable living environment.

Later, due to the Awakening of the Ancient Era Xuanwu Bloodline within his body, he was taken as a Disciple by the previous Zetian Sect Sect Master, and from then on, he gradually began to stand out in the Zetian Sect...

When Wang Ming took over the position of Zetian Sect Sect Master from his Master, he was already a powerhouse whose reputation resounded throughout the Desolate Province, and his strength was close to those veteran Peak Grandmaster powerhouses.

Not long after he became the Zetian Sect Sect Master, he comprehended his own Ultimate Dao and stepped into the Grandmaster Realm!

Later, in the many years he had governed the Zetian Sect, he had always kept the mission of the Zetian Sect in mind, rarely appearing before the world, sitting in the Zetian Sect to guard Qinghua Mountain.

The only few times he appeared were to resolve conflicts between the Four Great Dynasties and the other Nine Great Sects.

During the years Wang Ming was in power, although there were frictions between the major forces of the Human Race, there had never been a war that affected the Foundation of the Human Race.

Gradually, all the negative news about Wang Ming disappeared, and what remained was only awe and admiration for Wang Ming.

As for exactly how strong Wang Ming was, a shocking rumor had been circulating among the Four Great Dynasties and the Nine Great Sects in the outside world.

This rumor claimed that the current Zetian Sect Sect Master, Wang Ming, had already become the number one powerhouse in the Desolate Province hundreds of years ago!

Some even suspected that Wang Ming was not only the number one powerhouse in the Desolate Province, but he might also be the first peerless powerhouse to step into a Realm above the Grandmaster Realm since the Ancient Era!

Of course, such suspicion was merely a guess, and there was currently no conclusive evidence to confirm it.

However, even so, this rumor reflected from the side the incomparably powerful image of Wang Ming in the hearts of many Cultivators.

"Just a while ago, a mysterious Great Grandmaster suddenly appeared in the Great Xuan Dynasty. After I heard about this, I specially sent my Junior Brother to investigate. But who could have thought that my silly Junior Brother would eventually tell me that there seemed to be some connection between that Great Grandmaster and Young Friend Chen."

Speaking of this, Wang Ming paused slightly, then picked up the tea that Chen Zhiwen had just offered, took a slow sip, and continued:

"At first, I didn't take my Junior Brother's words seriously at all, thinking he was just talking nonsense. After all, given Young Friend Chen's age and cultivation, how could he have any connection with a Great Grandmaster? But now it seems that I was a bit foolish. Having stayed in the Sect for too long, my vision has become narrow, and I actually underestimated the people of the world."

After finishing, the corners of Wang Ming's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, but his gaze remained fixed on Chen Zhiwen, as if he wanted to see some clues from his reaction.

After hearing Wang Ming's words, Chen Zhiwen's expression did not change at all. He sat steadily in his seat, making it difficult for people to discern his true inner thoughts at this moment.

Is Wang Ming a friend or a foe? This question kept swirling in Chen Zhiwen's mind, and for a moment, he could not give a definitive answer.

Just as Chen Zhiwen was thinking, the sentence Wang Ming said next was like a bolt from the blue, completely breaking the indifference and calmness that Chen Zhiwen had always maintained.

"It is truly unexpected. Young Friend Chen is so young, yet he has already been able to step into the Grandmaster Realm. Such talent, I'm afraid if it were spoken out, it would make all the Cultivators in the world drop their jaws." Wang Ming's tone revealed a hint of amazement and admiration.

Chen Zhiwen's complexion changed drastically in an instant. He widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and his gaze stared straight at Wang Ming.

Chen Zhiwen never expected that this Wang Ming before him was far more terrifying than described in the rumors.

Just because he had slightly circulated the Spiritual Qi in his body just now, his background was so easily seen through by him, and even his Great Grandmaster Realm was accurately pointed out.

After a moment of silence, Chen Zhiwen slowly lowered his eyes. His gaze became deep and flickering, as if he was thinking of a countermeasure, but he still did not speak.

Wang Ming continued: "Young Friend Chen, you don't have to be so wary of me."

"Whatever your cultivation is, it has nothing to do with me. I have no malice towards you in coming here this time; on the contrary, I have something I want to ask for your help with."

"Oh?" Chen Zhiwen showed a look of interest after hearing this.

Thinking about it carefully, it is true; if Wang Ming really wanted to have malice towards him, he wouldn't need to go to such great lengths.

If he had attacked directly when he hadn't reacted just now, with his strength, he would have been enough to kill him in one blow.

"Senior Wang, please just say what you have to say. If I can help, I naturally will not shirk it," Chen Zhiwen said.

At this moment, a touch of inscrutability appeared in Wang Ming's expression, and he silently raised his head to look at an old tree in the courtyard.

Wang Ming did not directly explain what he wanted Chen Zhiwen to help with, but instead asked a strange question.

"Young Friend Chen, why do you think my Zetian Sect exists?"

Chen Zhiwen was stunned, and after thinking for a long time, he stated his most true thoughts one by one.

"In my opinion, as the number one Sect among the Human Race in the Desolate Province, the significance of the Zetian Sect's existence is protection and balance."

"If it weren't for the Zetian Sect all these years, the various forces of the Human Race in the Desolate Province would have likely fought until the world was turned upside down, with the flames of war rising everywhere."

"Such constant infighting would only consume the strength of the Human Race, giving the North Sea Demon Clan an opportunity to take advantage of the situation."

Wang Ming smiled lightly, seemingly satisfied with Chen Zhiwen's answer, and said leisurely: "What Young Friend Chen said is only one of many reasons."

Speaking of this, Wang Ming's expression became serious, and he said sternly: "In fact, the mission that the Zetian Sect bears is far more than these."

"Senior, do you mean the North Sea Demon Clan?"

Wang Ming nodded and sighed: "In the end, the North Sea Demon Clan is also a part of the Desolate Province. The Human Race and they have coexisted on this land of the Desolate Province for countless years."

"The relationship between the two can no longer be described by simple hostility. The profundity of it is something I cannot explain clearly for a moment."

"But I can tell you that the existence of the Zetian Sect is not just to protect the Human Race; we must also protect the North Sea Demon Clan."

Chen Zhiwen looked at Wang Ming with suspicion and asked puzzledly: "Senior, you have told me so much, what is the deep meaning behind it?"

"I am just an ordinary prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty. The heavy responsibility of guarding the peace of the Desolate Province naturally falls to your Zetian Sect; it seems to have little to do with me."

However, before Chen Zhiwen finished speaking, Wang Ming interrupted him immediately and said with a firm tone: "How can it have nothing to do with you!"

"Although the Zetian Sect is powerful, it is after all just the strength of one Sect; it is really too insignificant. If one day, all living beings in the Desolate Province face a crisis of life and death, then relying solely on the power of the Zetian Sect, I am afraid it will be difficult to cope."

"At that time, whether as a Great Grandmaster or a prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty, can you really bear to watch this disaster descend and remain indifferent?"

Hearing these words from Wang Ming, a complex emotion could not help but surge in Chen Zhiwen's heart.

He was silent for a moment, and in the end, he did not speak to refute.

Because he knew clearly in his heart that if that day really came, with his personality, he would indeed be unable to sit idly by.

Seeing this, the corners of Wang Ming's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He picked up the teacup, took a light sip of tea to moisten his throat, and continued: "Young Friend Chen, I came here specifically to meet you today. In fact, my purpose is completely opposite to that of my Junior Brother."

"In two days, Qinghua Mountain will open. I only ask one thing of you here." Wang Ming's tone was very sincere, as if this matter was very important to him.

Chen Zhiwen looked at Wang Ming, feeling a bit curious, not knowing what he wanted him to do. He asked directly: "What matter?"

Wang Ming put down the teacup in his hand and stood up slowly.

He leaned on his cane, his steps were somewhat staggering, but every step seemed firm. He walked slowly to Chen Zhiwen's side, stopped, and then solemnly patted Chen Zhiwen on the shoulder.

Chen Zhiwen felt the strength of Wang Ming's palm. Although this pat was not heavy, it made him feel Wang Ming's sincerity and trust.

Then, Wang Ming stepped towards the courtyard gate. His back looked somewhat lonely and desolate in the sunlight.

Looking at Wang Ming's back, a doubt could not help but surge in Chen Zhiwen's heart.

Just as he was thinking, Wang Ming's voice suddenly came, filled with endless desolation.

"Recently, it has not been very peaceful in Qinghua Mountain. After Young Friend Chen enters, you must be careful."

"If you encounter any danger, then... then make a move." Wang Ming's voice was slightly hesitant, but in the end, he said this sentence.

"I do not ask for anything else from Young Friend, only that when you make a move, do not hold back; you must be decisive in killing!" Wang Ming's tone was exceptionally firm, as if this was his final instruction.

"Decisive in killing..." Chen Zhiwen muttered to himself, still thinking about the meaning of Wang Ming's words.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Zhiwen was still confused. He looked up towards the gate, but saw that Wang Ming's figure had already disappeared.

...

Not long after Wang Ming left, Gu Qibai returned to this small courtyard.

Along with him came Ye Hao and Leng Feng.

The residence of Zheng Chen and the others was actually not far from Chen Zhiwen, right at the foot of this small mountain.

However, because Leng Feng was worried about Chen Zhiwen's safety, when he came out to find Chen Zhiwen, he happened to bump into Gu Qibai, and that was why he was brought over by Gu Qibai.

As soon as he stepped into the small courtyard, Gu Qibai hurriedly grabbed Chen Zhiwen, staring at him with his eyes fixed, and asked: "What did my Senior Brother want with you?"

Chen Zhiwen expressionlessly flicked his sleeve, the movement was crisp and neat, breaking free from Gu Qibai's hand.

Chen Zhiwen did not hide anything; he directly recounted the conversation he had just had with Wang Ming in detail.

Of course, Chen Zhiwen did not mention his Great Grandmaster Realm cultivation.

However, what Chen Zhiwen did not expect was that when Gu Qibai finished listening to his account, his body suddenly trembled violently, as if he had been struck by lightning.

He seemed to have lost his Soul, sitting blankly in his seat, constantly repeating the four words "decisive in killing," his voice getting lower and lower, and finally almost turning into a whisper.

Chen Zhiwen looked at Gu Qibai's reaction, his heart full of doubt.

He really didn't understand what this pair of Senior Brother and Junior Brother, Wang Ming and Gu Qibai, were up to. According to what Wang Ming said, Gu Qibai was so eager to bring him to this small courtyard, the purpose should have been to ask him for something.

Then, Wang Ming told him to be decisive in killing in Qinghua Mountain, but what Gu Qibai just failed to say, was it hoping that he would show mercy?

"Senior Gu?" Standing on the side, Ye Hao saw that Gu Qibai's state was somewhat abnormal, and couldn't help but feel a tightening in his heart, asking cautiously.

Hearing Ye Hao's call, Gu Qibai's eyes were somewhat dazed, and he muttered to himself: "What a 'decisive in killing'! What a 'decisive in killing'! Hahaha!"

Following this burst of wild laughter, Gu Qibai suddenly held his head high, his laughter becoming increasingly desolate, echoing throughout the entire small courtyard.

However, just as this laughter reached its climax, his figure, like a ghost, suddenly disappeared from the small courtyard without a trace.

Ye Hao was stunned by this sudden change. He widened his eyes, his face full of confusion and incomprehension.

After a long while, he finally came back to his senses, turned to look at Chen Zhiwen, and asked stammeringly: "Your... Your Highness, Senior Gu, he... what happened to him?"

Chen Zhiwen looked in the direction where Gu Qibai disappeared, was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head, and said in a calm tone: "He is fine, don't worry about him."

After speaking, Chen Zhiwen turned and walked into the room, leaving Ye Hao alone in place, still feeling extremely confused about what had just happened.

Now he had already comprehended his own Sword Intent, and the most important thing right now was to comprehend the Hegemonic Sword Domain, and then comprehend his own Ultimate Dao from it.

Only by comprehending the Ultimate Dao can Chen Zhiwen, this Great Grandmaster, be considered worthy of the name.

...

In the following two days, no one else came to the small courtyard to disturb Chen Zhiwen.

Chen Zhiwen stayed in the room Cultivating the whole time, not stepping out of the small courtyard a single step.

In these two days, the top fifty Prodigies of the hidden dragon ranking arrived at the Zetian Sect one after another. Now these Prodigies were all living at the foot of the small mountain, waiting for the opening of Qinghua Mountain.

This day, when the sky had just brightened, Feng Qingyang arrived at the small courtyard.

Chen Zhiwen and Ye Hao had been ready for a long time, walking out of the room to meet Feng Qingyang.

"Brother Chen, Qinghua Mountain will open today. My Revered Master specially ordered me to come and lead the way for you. Let's hurry," Feng Qingyang said, cupping his hands and speaking gracefully.

"Good." Chen Zhiwen nodded.

The three of them left the small courtyard and set off towards the direction of Qinghua Mountain.