79: Fengling Master

Having her secluded cultivation interrupted, Abbess Fengling's expression was quite unsightly.

She had been in seclusion, constantly seeking a way to achieve a Breakthrough to the Great Grandmaster Late Stage.

Unexpectedly, she was disturbed today. Naturally, her mood was foul.

“Grandmaster, Master... she was killed,” Jing Xuan said while weeping.

“What? Miejue was killed? What exactly happened? Speak clearly,” Abbess Fengling said, her expression changing as her voice turned cold.

“The situation is like this...”

Jing Xuan then recounted everything that had occurred at Bright Summit.

After hearing this, Abbess Fengling's brow furrowed slightly.

She felt quite helpless in her heart.

Miejue's personality was rather ruthless; she loathed evil with a passion, especially regarding the Demon Cult, whom she hated to the bone.

However, her murderous intent was ultimately too strong, making it easy for things to go wrong.

As the saying goes, 'Too much rigidity leads to breakage'—this was the reason.

Furthermore, with the heavenly sword in her hand all these years, she had almost no rivals in the same Realm, which had caused her to become overconfident.

Otherwise, such a thing would never have happened.

“Grandmaster, that Tang Hao went too far; he dealt a killing blow to Master over a single disagreement.”

“I don't know what strange and insidious methods he used, but he actually left Master without even a corpse.”

“Grandmaster, you must avenge Master,” Ding Minjun said.

“Sigh... I warned Miejue back then to leave a way out in her actions and not to be so arrogant just because she held the heavenly sword.”

“Regardless, now that Miejue has died like this, as her Master, I naturally must demand an explanation for her,” Abbess Fengling said helplessly.

This was not about right or wrong; it was simply for the sake of the Emei Sect's reputation.

“How much do you know about this Tang Hao?” Abbess Fengling asked.

“This...”

Hearing the Grandmaster ask this, Jing Xuan, Zhou Zhuoruo, and the others didn't know how to answer for a moment.

They didn't know Tang Hao at all, nor had they ever heard his name before.

They knew absolutely nothing about his information.

Seeing that no one spoke, Abbess Fengling's brow furrowed even tighter.

From the looks of it, this Tang Hao was yet another rising star of the Jianghu.

“Grandmaster, this Tang Hao claimed to be a member of the Tang Clan of Shu. Why don't we send someone to the Tang Clan to inquire clearly?” Ding Minjun suddenly suggested.

“Hmm? He's from the Tang Clan? Did he say that himself?” Abbess Fengling frowned.

“That's right. People from the Six Major Sects were all present at the time; Tang Hao said so himself,” Ding Minjun nodded.

“Our Emei Sect and the Tang Clan have always minded our own business. Why would a member of their Tang Clan deal a killing blow to Miejue?” Abbess Fengling asked doubtfully.

“Hmph, this Tang Hao is ruthless and arrogant.”

“Extremely conceited, he doesn't even respect Shaolin. It wouldn't be strange for him to do anything,” Ding Minjun said, her tone full of resentment.

“Regardless, send someone to the Tang Clan to ask clearly first,” Abbess Fengling said after a moment of deliberation.

“Jing Xuan, you are the Senior Sister and act more steadily. I'll leave this matter to you,” Abbess Fengling said, looking at Jing Xuan.

“Yes, Grandmaster,” Jing Xuan nodded in agreement.

At that moment, a Disciple rushed in hurriedly.

“Grandmaster, the latest news: that Tang Hao has already reached the territory of Mount Emei.”

“The group has already settled into a small town at the foot of the mountain.”

Hearing this news, the expressions of everyone present changed.

This was too arrogant. After killing the Emei Sect's Sect Head, instead of hiding, he actually came to their doorstep so brazenly and even stayed there.

Just how conceited was he? How little did he respect the Emei Sect?

A slap in the face—this was an absolute, blatant slap in the face.

Even if Abbess Fengling had the best temperament, she couldn't endure such an insult.

“Good, good, very good. So arrogant as to dare appear here so brazenly.”

“Since that's the case, I will personally go and meet this Tang Hao,” Abbess Fengling said coldly.

“Great! This time, with Grandmaster here, let's see how that Tang Hao can still be so arrogant,” Ding Minjun said coldly.

Immediately, Abbess Fengling led her people directly down the mountain toward the small town at the foot.

She really wanted to see what kind of ability this Tang Hao had to be so arrogant as to completely disregard her Emei Sect.

In a small town at the foot of Mount Emei.

Duan Zhengchun and his group had found an inn and settled in.

“Young Master, is it really okay for us to do this? This is the foot of Mount Emei.”

“By coming here so brazenly, the Emei Sect must have already received the news. If we don't leave quickly, we'll surely be cornered by them,” Yang Buhui said, looking around worriedly.

“What's the panic? It's just the Emei Sect, no need to be nervous,” Duan Zhengchun said calmly.

With his current strength, he had no fear even if he encountered a Great Grandmaster.

Not to mention having the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, the Northern Darkness Divine Art alone allowed him to fight above his Realm.

Coupled with the Wading in Rippling Waters Technique, One Yang Finger, and Six Meridian Divine Sword, the heavenly demon zither was an even more overbearing existence. He didn't know who could be his match unless a Heavenly Human Realm or Land Immortal appeared.

Moreover, he had Zhao Min and Daiqisi by his side, both of whom were about to step into the Grandmaster level.

Of course, he wouldn't let the women by his side take action.

After all, both were now pregnant and not fit for combat.

“Don't worry, Husband knows what he's doing,” Zhao Min said with a smile.

“Honored guests, the wine and dishes you ordered are all served. Call me whenever you need anything,” the waiter said with a smile.

“It's fine, go about your business,” Xiao Zhao said.

“Alright, alright...”

The waiter bowed and scraped as he turned to leave.

Hiding in the distance, his eyes were full of envy and admiration.

Among this group of people, these five beauties were each more beautiful than the last.

He wished he could turn into Duan Zhengchun, surrounded by all these beauties. This was the dream of many men.

“What are you looking at? You kid, you'll never have such an opportunity in this life. Hurry to the back and help out,” the Shopkeeper came over and said, raising a hand to slap the back of the waiter's head.

The waiter curled his lip but said nothing, going to the kitchen to help in a depressed mood.

Just as Duan Zhengchun and the others began to eat, Duan Zhengchun's hand paused, and a hint of a smile appeared on his lips.

“They sure came fast,” Duan Zhengchun said.

Hearing Duan Zhengchun's words, Zhao Min and the others exchanged glances and put down their chopsticks.

“No need to be so nervous, keep eating,” Duan Zhengchun said.

The Two Elders of Xuanming had already stood up, walking over to stand guard by Zhao Min's side.

Soon, a series of hurried footsteps rang out.

A group of women holding precious swords arrived at the inn entrance, splitting into two rows to stand at the door.

Quickly, several more figures walked over.

Leading them was an old nun over seventy years old, followed by several young women.

“Grandmaster, the person is inside, currently eating.”

The newcomers were none other than Abbess Fengling and a group of Emei female Disciples.

Abbess Fengling waved her hand and stepped directly inside.

However, just as she entered, she was blocked by two figures.

“Abbess, the inn has been booked. Please go elsewhere to eat or stay,” Crane Brush Elder said coldly.

Abbess Fengling looked at the two of them, her eyes narrowing; how could she not see their strength?

However, the cold intent emanating from them made her feel uncomfortable.