228: Acting Head

Among the mountains of Shu Mountain, the solitary peak is the highest and most precipitous, thus it is regarded as the main peak of Shu Mountain. Surrounded by a Spiritual Qi gathering Formation that spreads out into the entire Shu Mountain range, it extracts Spiritual Qi from the Spiritual Veins to nourish the peaks, while the human energy of the practitioners nourishes the Spiritual Veins. It can be said that this is a Feng Shui setup for cultivators, mutually beneficial with the Spiritual Veins, where each takes what they need!

At the foot of the mountain, the monk brought a few people and looked at the archway in front, then turned back and asked: "Yinghua, is the entrance to your Shu Mountain's Formation right here?"

Xu Yinghua nodded and said: "Yes, it is here. Generally speaking, guests usually come through here. We took a different secret path, which I heard was built by Master himself, just in case!"

"But isn't a Formation like this something that can be..."

Nezha only got halfway through his sentence when he caught a glimpse of Tang Ku gesturing "shh" at him, so he swallowed his words and asked, "Well... how do we get in?"

"The evil-warding sculpture on the right side of this archway—as long as you channel your magic power and knock on it three times, someone will come down the mountain to receive us!"

Yao Muyun hesitated for a moment, then said, "Holy Monk, we... our identities as brother and sister are awkward... it would be better if we... if we didn't go in!"

"If you don't go in, we won't be familiar with the situation inside. In case we have a quarrel with them and start fighting... heh, we might not be able to hold back!"

Tang Ku curled his lips and smiled, "Well, Xingyun, you go knock on the door. Since we're here, let's just be forthright! Don't worry, with us protecting you two, they won't dare do anything to you!"

Xingyunzi suddenly appeared in front of the stone evil-warding sculpture, stretched out his right hand, and tapped three times on the horn of the statue. The statue flashed with a ray of light, and then it went silent without any movement.

"Hmm?"

After waiting for about half a quarter of an hour, no one appeared. Yao Muyun couldn't help but frown and said, "It's usually not like this. Generally speaking, there should be Disciples on duty nearby..."

"I know, like a doorman or security guard..."

Tang Ku smiled, stepped forward, and said softly, "It seems they don't think much of us. Very good, very good. Since that's the case, what else is there to say... Let this Poor Monk try knocking on the door..."

After speaking, before Wei Zheng and the others could stop him, Tang Ku's figure had already appeared in front of the archway like a ghost.

With a light touch of his hand, a pale blue light appeared in the middle of the archway, and then it acted like a thin film, keeping Tang Ku's palm out.

"Holy Monk, this mountain-protecting Formation is connected to the mountain range. Without contact from someone inside, it's difficult..."

Yao Muyun was only halfway through his sentence when he saw Nezha also making a "shh" gesture with a sneaky look, smiling mysteriously: "Just wait and see, don't talk too much..."

The monk smiled: "Well... let me see how many punches it takes to open it..."

What Tang Ku meant by "open" was literally "punching" it open.

On his right fist, the War God Gauntlets suddenly appeared, and the Great Wilderness Divine Fist's Heaven-Shaking move was unleashed without warning.

He didn't use the twenty-fold amplitude, just a ten-fold amplitude, and this punch slammed into the protective Formation.

It looked plain and simple, but the spot where the punch hit suddenly underwent a strange change. The pale blue film, which had originally looked like a huge bubble, suddenly became as smooth as glass at that moment. Immediately after, with the point of impact as the center, countless cracks suddenly spread outwards, and then...

Bang!

The entire defensive Formation shattered suddenly, turning into specks of starlight and disappearing before them.

"Hmm, it really is connected to the Spiritual Veins. The rebounding force was enough to make my arm numb!"

Tang Ku stretched his arms and turned back, smiling: "Let's go, let's enter... uh, what's wrong with you?"

Yao Muyun's jaw was almost dropping in shock, and he hadn't recovered for a long time. Xu Yinghua, who was on the side, stuck out her tongue, tugged on Yao Muyun's sleeve and said: "Senior Brother, he's asking you a question!"

Yao Muyun suddenly came back to his senses. Now he finally understood what Tang Ku meant earlier about not being able to hold back.

"Just one punch to shatter the mountain-protecting Formation? With this kind of strength, I'm afraid he could tear down the entire Shu Mountain!"

A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in Yao Muyun's heart, and he thought to himself: "It seems Master really has a chance of being saved this time, and Shu Mountain has a chance too!"

He immediately cupped his hands and said: "It is I who was too ignorant. Only today do I understand the saying that there is always someone better than oneself."

Nezha sneered: "You haven't even seen his true strength yet... Well, enough said, people are coming from above... Holy Monk, you destroyed their mountain-protecting Formation, they are coming to hold you accountable with great momentum!"

Everyone followed Nezha's gaze and indeed saw countless people flying over on swords from above the stone steps, densely packed, looking quite spectacular.

Countless Shu Mountain Disciples arrived at the foot of the mountain in an instant. Several old men suddenly arrived in front of them, looking at the monk. One of the old men, with white hair and beard reaching his chest, said angrily: "What a wicked monk, to be so rude as to destroy our mountain-protecting Formation! What is your origin? State your name so I can find your Master and Elders to reason with you!"

Tang Ku couldn't help but twitch his mouth: "Reason with me? Damn, I came here to pick a fight, what the hell is there to reason about!"

"Senior Martial Uncle Chang Yu... it's us, we've returned!"

Before the monk could answer, Xu Yinghua had already greeted them, saying urgently, "Don't talk about these things, where is my Master? Is he alright?"

The old man named Chang Yu's expression changed instantly, and he shouted angrily: "Good, you two actually dare to return? You must know that stealing precious treasures and abandoning the sect is against our Shu Mountain laws; you should have your cultivation abolished and be expelled from the sect! Quickly follow me to see the Acting Sect Head. As long as you hand over the Purple and Azure Twin Swords, we old guys will put aside our Face to plead for you..."

Yao Muyun held down Xu Yinghua, who wanted to argue, and then asked: "Senior Martial Uncle Chang Yu, and other Junior Martial Uncles and Senior Martial Uncles, since we have returned, we intended to return the Purple and Azure Twin Swords. As for the Acting Sect Head you mentioned, who is that? It seems Shu Mountain has never had such a title before!"

"Audacious!"

A middle-aged man in a Confucian robe stepped out, twisting his black goatee and shouting sternly: "This Acting Sect Head was decided by us Elders together; it is not for juniors like you to gossip about!"

"Junior Martial Uncle Huan Ling, juniors naturally have their own logic. With the Purple and Azure Twin Swords missing, how can a Sect Head be decided? This is inappropriate!"

Yao Muyun was surprisingly tough this time. He looked at the middle-aged man and said: "Didn't you fight tooth and nail back then just to compete for this precious sword and this position? Why is this thing no longer important now?"

"Muyun, don't be so serious!"

A palace-dressed woman with a rather attractive appearance said helplessly: "Shu Mountain is leaderless. If we don't temporarily appoint someone to manage the sect, I'm afraid it will cause the entire Shu Mountain to fall apart. And this is also a helpless move; there is still an 'Acting' word before Sect Head, it doesn't mean this person is the Sect Head!"

Yao Muyun scanned the surroundings. Many Shu Mountain Disciples were glaring at them, but some had flickering eyes, cowering and not daring to look him in the eye. Looking at these Elders who originally had their own hidden agendas, he was surprised that they were surprisingly consistent in believing in that so-called Acting Sect Head. He couldn't help but sneer: "Junior Martial Uncle Yunyi, come out. You have done a good job as this Acting Sect Head, to actually be able to make them all so obedient..."

Who wasn't standing here, Yao Muyun could tell at a glance, so this Acting Sect Head could not be anyone else.

"Junior Martial Nephew speaks with quite a bit of resentment... Sigh, I didn't want to take on this Acting Sect Head position either, but your Master has been missing for a long time; this is purely a helpless move..."

A woman's voice, gentle to the point of being cloying, came from behind the crowd. A woman dressed in gorgeous clothes, with an extremely beautiful appearance, was walking over gracefully...