“That’s right, Senior Brother, if this matter is delayed, what if Hu Ji Peak gets ahead of us? We can lose in other things, but we absolutely cannot lose when it comes to Junior Sister,” Yi Xianmin said anxiously.
The few of them spoke one after another, and finally, they went from standing in a line to forming a circle, surrounding Qin Heng in the middle.
“Wait a minute, what are you doing? Why are you all crowding around?” Qin Heng didn't react at first, but quickly understood. He gestured with his eyes, and everyone retreated to their respective positions like a tide, appearing well-trained.
“A bunch of guys, usually not serious about cultivation, can’t even win seven against five, but now they’re full of enthusiasm for gossip.
As for the matter with Sakurazhou Fairy, your Master’s wife will handle it, but with the way you all are now, can we have any dignity when we propose marriage? If the sixth one doesn’t get good results at the Ziyan Sword Debate, how can we have the face to propose marriage?”
Qin Heng continued to lecture. “Master, don’t worry, we will definitely win the Ziyan Sword Debate three years from now,” Lu Ran said excitedly.
“Easy to say, do it first then talk.” Qin Heng glared at Lu Ran, then turned to Qing Feng, “What exactly happened yesterday? The Sect Leader specifically sent someone to relay a message to me.”
Originally, everything was calm, but then the Sect Leader suddenly sent someone over, first mentioning that a good Disciple-daughter-in-law had been found, and then admonishing them to take good care of the descendants of the martyrs and not to cry at the Martyr's Shrine.
This left Qin Heng very confused. After asking the Disciples who had returned from the temple fair down the mountain, he learned some of the situation, thinking he would ask his own Disciples for a clear explanation when they returned.
As a result, they didn't come back all night, and the old Master waited alone in the cold wind.
Clearly, all the problems were centered on Qing Feng. Although his cultivation was the lowest, his mind was flexible, and he was bold enough to say anything.
“It’s nothing major. Hu Ji Peak harbored ill intentions and tried to scheme against our Chen Ming Peak, but they ended up shooting themselves in the foot,” Qing Feng briefly described what happened.
“What a great plan. If you had really followed their plan, with your brains, you would definitely have been caught by the Law Enforcement Hall. By then, you would all be imprisoned during the Ziyan Sword Debate, and Chen Ming Peak would probably gain nothing this time,” Qin Heng sneered.
Resource allocation is based on strength, so the Purple Rock Lineage holds a Sword Debate every hundred years to reallocate resources and select more outstanding Disciples to participate in the subsequent Seven Lineage Sword Debate and the Immortal Dao Alliance’s Five Great Sects’ duels.
If this group of people were all imprisoned, Chen Ming Peak would become the worst among the Seven Peaks.
“Exactly, they are indeed insidious and cunning, so Master, you should draw your sword and cut them down. My medical expenses haven’t been settled yet,” Qing Feng said.
“Your medical expenses? Are you really injured?” Qin Heng looked at Qing Feng suspiciously.
“The Sect Leader and Shibo Yuan Qing both admitted I was injured. Whether I was injured or not isn’t important; the key is that the Sect Leader acknowledged it,” Qing Feng explained.
“True, since the Sect Leader has already punished them, I, as their Master, haven't even gone to settle accounts with them yet,” Qin Heng said.
“Yes, yes, Master shouldn’t let them off easily,” Men Shao also fanned the flames from the side, hoping to direct the anger outwards so they wouldn't be punished.
“Shut up.” Qin Heng glared, scaring Men Shao into silence, then he said to Qing Feng, “What about the Martyr's Shrine then?”
“There was no other way. The Law Enforcement Hall was too unreasonable, and a head-on confrontation would have been too disadvantageous. We could only compete to see who was more shameless. In this regard, this Disciple has quite some experience,” Qing Feng said.
“Yes, in this aspect, you are truly proficient, and you’re also first-rate at causing trouble. Next time, before the Ziyan Sword Debate, don’t go down the mountain,” Qin Heng ordered.
“Okay.” Qing Feng happily agreed. Although he didn’t think he caused trouble, being grounded was a good thing for him.
Speaking of which, causing trouble leads to confinement.
So, every time I go out, do I cause trouble?
“Alright, you can all disperse. Men Shao and the others, you’ll stay on the mountain for the next few months and not go down,” Qin Heng said.
“Yes.”
Upon hearing this, everyone scattered like startled birds and beasts, disappearing instantly.
“Why be so strict? Yesterday, we achieved a great victory. The sixth one found a companion, and she’s a music cultivator from Yixian Palace—what a wonderful thing. Plus, Yu Wei is imprisoned, which significantly increases our chances of winning the Ziyan Sword Debate this time.”
Zi Yun said from the side.
“While that’s true, Qing Feng directly clashed with the Law Enforcement Hall this time. You’re not unaware of the Law Enforcement Hall’s situation these past few years; from top to bottom, they are arrogant, self-important, protective of their own, and overbearing.
This time, Qing Feng caused a Law Enforcement Disciple to lose his position. The remaining ones can’t deal with Sect Leader Senior Brother and Shibo Yuan Qing, so won’t they come looking for trouble with Qing Feng?” Qin Heng explained.
“So, you mean to protect Qing Feng. However, he’s just an ordinary Disciple; it shouldn’t cause too much impact. At most, they just dislike Qing Feng and will make things difficult for him when they meet, but they won’t deliberately target him,” Zi Yun responded.
“If things ended just like that, it would be fine, but since the Sect Leader found out about this, it means this is just the beginning. The Law Enforcement Hall might undergo a new round of rectification. Moreover, this incident has become so big that others will also know about it.
Some of them might be descendants of martyrs, or have been oppressed by the Law Enforcement Hall before. How do you think they will react?” Qin Heng asked.
“Are you saying they will imitate?” Zi Yun’s expression stiffened slightly, realizing that if this happened, Qing Feng would become a thorn in the side of all Law Enforcement Disciples.
Even the Disciples of Chen Ming Peak might become targets of the Law Enforcement Disciples because of this.
“I'm afraid someone really will imitate them, and if someone actually dies, things will become even more complicated,” Qin Heng added.
“No way, it won’t escalate to the point of suicide. Those Law Enforcement Hall people wouldn’t go that far,” Zi Yun expressed doubt.
“I hope so. But now we need to make a trip to Hu Ji Peak. It’s a good chance to see if Qi Yuancheng has made any progress these past few years,” Qin Heng said, a cold sneer appearing on his face.
“Good.” Zi Yun nodded, emanating a sharp sword qi, and flew with Qin Heng on her sword towards Hu Ji Peak.
“Senior Sister, want to hear a new story?”
After bidding farewell to Qin Heng, Qing Feng smiled at Qin Yue.
“A new story?” Qin Yue looked puzzled, stepping back to examine Qing Feng closely, “Are you alright?”
Every time she wanted to hear a new story, didn’t she have to beg and plead for it?
This time, being so proactive was truly abnormal.
“That’s right, a new story. Men and women, young and old, rich and poor, the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave, the ancestor of sword immortals, Lu Chunyang. Three million sword immortals in the heavens… Better to be mandarin ducks than immortals,” Qing Feng said.
“Three million sword immortals in the heavens…” Qin Yue repeated twice, her face glowing with an unprecedented brilliance, and she said firmly, “Tell me quickly.”
Qing Feng’s lips curved slightly, feeling confident.
He knew that a story of love and legend would definitely move Qin Yue.