Chapter 50: Chapter 50: The Dispute of Dao Lineage, Elder Wang's Oath!
Translator: 549690339
“Huh?”
Xu Yang's gaze flickered, looking at Wang Defa: “Elder Wang, could it be that you are also a member of the martial world?”
There could only be this possibility.
Otherwise, how could he have seen that he had entered “cultivation”?
Moreover, Wang Defa's tone was off!
What did he mean by “this is impossible”?
Xu Yang asked further: “Elder Wang, do you know something? What exactly happened to my grandpa? Did he die?”
“Uhm…”
Wang Defa didn't answer Xu Yang's question right away but instead shook his head and lamented: “When your grandpa was alive, he tried everything he could to allow you to cultivate but didn't succeed even after visiting the nine major Ghost Markets of Da Xia. Now that he is gone, you actually managed to step onto the path of cultivation.”
“What a twist of fate!”
“If you couldn't cultivate, you'd be a normal person, and with your grandpa's arrangements, even the Lu Shan Sect people wouldn't dare to harm you. You'd have a peaceful life… But now that you've entered the Daoist path, I'm afraid the Lu Shan Sect people won't let you go!”
Lao Wang still didn't answer Xu Yang's question but instead took out a pack of Chinese cigarettes, lit one, and took several puffs before speaking: “I can sense that your aura is from the same lineage as your grandpa's, did you start cultivating after discovering some relic of your grandfather?”
“It has been less than two years since I left Wu City… It's strange that you've been able to cultivate on your own to the fifth level of Qi Refining Realm.”
He examined Xu Yang up and down with an incredulous expression.
Seeing Xu Yang wanting to speak, he flicked the cigarette ash and said, “Now that you've entered the path of cultivation, there are some things you don't need to be kept in the dark about… Your grandpa indeed died, but it wasn't from an illness, it was suicide.”
“This…”
“Suicide?”
“My grandpa had no illness nor misfortune, so why would he commit suicide?”
After determining that the remains were not of his grandfather, Xu Yang had thought his grandfather was not dead and had been holding out hope. Now hearing Elder Wang say this, he couldn't accept it for a moment, and his voice became agitated.
“You don't need to be agitated. Your grandpa passed away peacefully, he had his plans, and considering his practice of Daoism, his soul didn't just vanish. He went to the underworld to organize something.”
Lao Wang said, “As for what he was organizing, I promised your grandpa that I wouldn't tell anyone.”
Gradually, Xu Yang's emotions stabilized.
He pulled over a chair and sat down, asking again, “Elder Wang, what's the situation with the Lu Shan Sect?”
“Oh?”
Lao Wang's gaze flickered: “Could it be that someone from the Lu Shan Sect has already been here? What happened? Have they attacked you?”
“Two Daoists from the Lu Shan Sect came, one surnamed Lin and the other Chen, and they colluded with two warriors from Lingzhou City. It seems they were trying to seize my grandpa's Supreme Purification Seal.”
“What?”
Elder Wang jumped up, dropping his cigarette on the floor: “Lin and Chen, they are the direct lineage of Three Goddesses Sect in Lu Shan Sect… What was their level of cultivation? Did you guys exchange blows?”
“No, not exactly.”
Xu Yang grinned: “I've had some fortuitous encounters that forced them to retreat, but until now, I still don't know what exactly happened. I'm completely in the dark, relying on speculation.”
Lao Wang sighed and began narrating slowly.
As it turned out, everything was indeed as Xu Yang had guessed.
The discord between Lu Shan Sect and Jingming Sect was about the “True Daoism”.
Both sects were passed down from Celestial Master Xu of “Miraculous Salvation True Lord Miaoji”, but as early as the Tang Dynasty, the two sects separated. Among them, the Jingming Sect was in charge of the Xishan Wanshou Palace and mainly active in the “Gan Province” area.
Lu Shan Sect, on the other hand, spread across Min Province, Yue Province, Zhe Province, Bay Island, and even Southeast Asia. With its growing influence, the younger generation of disciples naturally became ambitious and wanted to claim the title of “True Daoism.”
Hence, conflicts arose between the two sects.
“This conflict, ever since the separation of heaven and earth more than 500 years ago, had subsided… until 30 years ago, when spiritual aura revived and continued to escalate… and so came the conflict of the Daoist lineage 20 years ago.”
“I don't know the specific details, your grandpa never told me, but I do know that after that grand Daoist conference, many disciples from Xu's lineage died or were injured, including your grandpa who was seriously injured!”
“With my help, he went into hiding in Wu City… But his body had been severely injured and his physical foundation was damaged. Moreover, due to his regular visits to the Ghost Market and clashes with powerful ghosts, his body was infected by the Yin energy of the ghost kings, and he gradually withered.”
“That's why your grandpa chose to abandon his physical body and commit suicide.”
Xu Yang frowned as he listened, his voice becoming serious: “So it seems my grandpa's death cannot be considered suicide, it was ultimately caused by the people of the Lu Shan Sect… Both sects were born of the same root, how did it come to this?”
“It seems to be for a magical artifact left behind by Celestial Master Xu. Chaos is about to unfold, and with that magical artifact, one may be able to gain an edge in the chaos… Enough, this matter is not something a fifth-level Qi refining Daoist like you should know.”
Wang Defa stood up and said, “I came today to borrow a Daoist talisman left by your grandpa… You haven't used all of them, have you?”
“Elder Wang, please wait a moment, I'll go get it for you.”
Xu Yang pretended to go upstairs to fetch the talisman while retrieving a “Suppress Evil and Break Malevolent Energies Talisman” from his storage space.
At this moment, the two female ghosts seemed to have disappeared, apparently hiding.
Liu Shishi's voice entered Xu Yang's ear: “Xu Yang, that man downstairs is not simple… If you want to go to the Ghost Market, you might be able to ask him.”
Going downstairs.
Xu Yang handed the “Suppress Evil and Break Malevolent Energies Talisman” to Lao Wang.
He asked, “Elder Wang, I have something I'd like to ask you… You mentioned before that my grandpa frequented the Ghost Markets… What is the Ghost Market and how can I enter it?”
“Oh?”
Wang Defa looked at Xu Yang and said, “It's too dangerous for someone of your cultivation level to enter the Ghost Market, but it might be beneficial for you Daoist practitioners to visit… In that case, I'll come to find you when the Ghost Market opens on the first day of next month, and I'll take you there.”
“There are many taboos and rules in the Ghost Market, and I'm afraid you won't be able to make it out if you go alone.”
Elder Wang walked towards the door with his hands behind his back.
Xu Yang sent him out the door, got his contact information, and suddenly thought of something, asking, “Elder Wang, may I ask… Are you borrowing the talisman for catching ghosts in the middle of the night?”
Old Wang's eyes widened as if something painful had been poked, and he cursed: “Catch my ass, I swore in my life that I would never catch ghosts again… There have been some noises in our school's piano room recently. Since I can't break my oath, I need to borrow your grandpa's talisman to suppress some malevolent energies!”
Xu Yang's eyes lit up, and he grinned, “Elder Wang, if it's inconvenient for you, I can do it for you!”