68: Lao Yin Bi Xianyu Tong

"He could backstab his own savior, and yet you're telling me you didn't force him to break his word?"

"Great Hero Song, do you even believe those words yourself?" Xianyu Tong looked at Eldest Martial Brother mockingly.

"Eldest Martial Uncle, you don't need to worry about me. This is between me and them. I won't involve the Sect, and I certainly won't involve Grand-Master," Zhang Wuji said, his face pale.

"Zhang Wuji, rest assured. With your Eldest Martial Uncle here, I won't let anything happen to you," Eldest Martial Brother said seriously.

"Zhang Wuji, are you really going to drag the Sect down for the sake of The Golden Lion King?"

"Is that adoptive father of yours the only person in your heart? Where do you place your Senior Martial Uncle and Grand-Master?"

"Aren't you afraid that the Sect will end up with the reputation of colluding with the demonic cult and being scum of the Righteous Path?" Xianyu Tong sneered.

He didn't dare to strike again. If he did, he and the entire Huashan Sect would be the ones to suffer.

Since Zhang Wuji kept insisting he wouldn't betray his adoptive father, then I'll see if you can ignore your Senior Martial Uncle and Grand-Master's reputations being ruined.

Those present brightened up upon hearing Xianyu Tong's words.

This was an Open Scheme! Zhang Wuji, aren't you supposed to be loyal and sentimental?

Let's see how you choose now—between the Sect or The Golden Lion King.

"Tsk tsk... this Xianyu Tong really is an old schemer."

"Now Zhang Wuji is in a dilemma. Unless he can escape his current predicament and remove the Soul Severing Nail from his Vital Point himself."

"Otherwise, there's only a path to death," Duan Zhengchun said.

"You don't plan on intervening?" Daiqisi asked curiously.

"Intervene? I already have."

"I promised A Li back then only to save Zhang Wuji from the secret chamber. That counts as saving his life. Now he's courting death himself; what does that have to do with me?"

"Besides, this prick backstabbed me before, and now he wants me to save him? Who does he think he is? I'm not his father; I don't have to indulge him every time," Duan Zhengchun said, curling his lip.

Daiqisi nodded. Indeed, Duan Zhengchun couldn't be blamed for not intervening to save him.

It was mainly Zhang Wuji courting death himself.

"Hey, are you guys going to fight or not? Is there any point in just wagging your tongues here?"

"Since you're here to attack the demonic cult, then do it. Zhang Wuji is just one person, and as he is now, he's already crippled. Why do you care about him? Keep going after the demonic cult," Duan Zhengchun said.

Originally, the people of the Ming Cult were hoping for a way out when they saw Zhang Wuji standing up for them.

After all, Zhang Wuji had the Sect as his backing.

They just didn't expect Zhang Wuji to be so useless.

To have his Vital Point sealed by a scheme like that; he could barely save himself now, let alone save others.

Hearing Duan Zhengchun's words, the Bat King was the first to lose his temper.

He pointed directly at Duan Zhengchun and began to curse.

"Brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Our Ming Cult has no grudge against you, right? Why are you trying to harm us like this?" the Bat King said angrily.

"No grudge. I just simply feel that this is boring, and I want to watch the show."

"I want to see if your Ming Cult can still survive this crisis without Zhang Wuji."

"And you guys too—after Yang Dingtian died, not one of you can hold your own."

"If that were all, it would be fine, but you're all thinking about becoming the Cult Leader, and no one submits to anyone else."

"The Six Major Sects have already attacked, yet you're still arguing over who takes the lead. You even fought each other over it, and as a result, you were schemed against and used by Cheng Kun."

"Honestly, it's a miracle you're all still alive."

"With people like you, even if the Six Major Sects hadn't come, you would have been finished sooner or later," Duan Zhengchun snapped at the Ming Cult members without reservation.

"Kid, what did you say? Cult Leader Yang is dead? Impossible, that's impossible. Cult Leader Yang's martial arts were peerless; how could he die?" the Bat King's expression changed as he spoke.

"Whether he's dead or not, don't you know in your hearts? If he weren't dead, how could he not show up?"

"He was literally angered to death by his own wife. Being cuckolded right in front of him—any normal man wouldn't be able to take it."

"What's more, he was in the middle of his Cultivate, so his fury caused a Qi Deviation, and he just croaked," Duan Zhengchun said.

As Duan Zhengchun's words fell, the entire audience was shocked. They never expected Yang Dingtian to have died like that.

That was far too humiliating. Back then, Yang Dingtian was a Master of the Grandmaster Realm.

When Yang Dingtian was around, no one dared to cause trouble for the Ming Cult.

In those years, the Ming Cult developed rapidly, with millions of members; otherwise, it would have been impossible to resist the invasion of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty.

No one expected such a Great Grandmaster level Master to die just like that.

It was rather humiliating.

"Young Master Tang, as long as you can save my Ming Cult, from now on, everyone in the Ming Cult will certainly follow your lead. You will be the next Cult Leader of our Ming Cult," Yang Xiao suddenly dropped to one knee before Duan Zhengchun.

"Yang Xiao, what are you doing? This is selling out for personal gain. I, Zhou Dian, look down on you," Zhou Dian said angrily.

"Shut up! Do you really want to watch the Ming Cult be destroyed in our hands?" Yang Xiao shouted.

"Hmph, at worst we fight them to the end. A real man fights if he can, and if he can't, he just dies. How can one sell out like this?" Zhou Dian said coldly.

"Yang Xiao, this is wrong of you. Where is your backbone? Where is your dignity?"

"By doing this, are you worthy of Cult Leader Yang?" the Bat King said angrily.

"Be quiet! What do you know? I am doing this precisely for Cult Leader Yang."

"I promised Cult Leader Yang that I would ensure the safety of the Ming Cult in his absence."

"Unfortunately, my, Yang Xiao's, strength is insufficient, and I cannot convince the masses, which is why the Ming Cult has ended up in this state."

"Now that there is a chance for the Ming Cult to continue, what does my personal honor or disgrace matter? Even if it takes my life, I, Yang Xiao, will never hesitate," Yang Xiao said coldly.

"Hmph, you talk a good game, but isn't it just because you want to be the Cult Leader?"

"Unfortunately, you don't have the qualifications. Throughout the generations, only someone who has mastered our Ming Cult's supreme Cultivation Technique, the Heaven and Earth Great Shift Manual, can become the Cult Leader. You don't have that chance," Zhou Dian said stubbornly.

"Sigh... Zhou Dian, I have to correct you on that point."

"If we're talking about who is most qualified to inherit the position of Cult Leader in the Ming Cult right now, it's only Yang Xiao."

"Although he hasn't learned it all, he has indeed learned the first two levels of the Heaven and Earth Great Shift Manual," Duan Zhengchun said.

"Ding, quest triggered: Subdue the Ming Cult. Reward: Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, thirty years of Internal Energy."

Hearing the System reward, Duan Zhengchun was stunned.

"System, are you serious? Aren't you the strongest System? Why are you still issuing quests like this?"

"This System is the strongest System. Please understand the words 'strongest,' Host."

"Regard life and death lightly, and just do it if you're not satisfied; mess with whoever makes you unhappy."

"Naturally, one cannot pass up a good opportunity to strengthen oneself. This System's main goal is to forge the Host into the strongest existence in this Nine Provinces Continent, standing above all Dynasties."

"Therefore, the Host must have his own power base."