Chapter 132: Wu Qinghong's Scheme!

  Qingyunzi's detached courtyard was located in a corner of Zhuīyún Palace, and the yard planted with osmanthus trees and purple perilla trees was already crowded with people.

  As one of the seven elders of Zhuīyún, Qīngyúnzi is in charge of Qīngyúnbiàn Yuàn, with hundreds of disciples and sons, including twelve authentic transmission disciples and thirty-seven courtesy disciples, ranking mid-to-lower in terms of actual strength within the Zhuīyún lineage.

  Qin Yun noticed from the colors of their robes and name tags that all the true disciples and tribute disciples were likely to be present, so he stood in a remote corner with self-awareness, just like all other outer sect disciples.

  What happened that requires all disciples to gather?

  Qin Yun was deep in thought when he suddenly felt a venomous gaze piercing towards him!

  Qin Yun stood his ground and met the other's gaze, only to find that it was none other than Wu Qi, with whom he had clashed several times before.

  After all this time, Qin Yun had almost forgotten about him, but it seemed that time hadn't worn away the hatred. This guy was still holding a grudge.

  Qin Yun smiled coldly and pretended not to see Wu Qi staring at him, just like Wu Qinghong beside him. He calmly shifted his gaze away.

  That contemptuous sneer reminded Wu Qi of the several times he had been humiliated under Qin Yun, and the anger in his heart was finally ignited.

  In his indignation, he clenched his fists and was about to go forward to provoke a fight, but was pressed down on the shoulder by Wu Qinghong: "Don't be impulsive, there are plenty of opportunities to teach this kid a good lesson!"

  Wu Qing narrowed her eyes and swept a glance at Qin Yun, her tone icy cold.

  At this moment, Qingyunzi walked out with several authentic disciples.

  He stood still in the center of the small courtyard. Looking around him with a serious expression, he said in a low voice: "I have gathered everyone here today to announce something important!"

  The entire audience was silent, and everyone listened quietly to Qingyunzi's words.

  "The day before yesterday and yesterday, five of our mountain patrol teams were ambushed by the Wu tribe's warriors, and at the same time, five outer strongholds of our sect were also attacked. In total, thirty-seven disciples sacrificed their lives!"

  Jianzong was attacked! Everyone was suddenly in an uproar.

  To the north of Manglongshan, the Wu tribe that occupied Youyuan Prefecture was considered to be the archenemy of the Great Yan Dynasty.

  For thousands of years, the Wu tribe led by Wumen has been moving south across the Manglong Mountains to harass the territory of Dayan, bringing countless blood and death, and triggering dozens of large-scale wars.

  Although the Wus suffered heavy casualties under the counterattack of the Great Yan Empire and had to retreat back to the north of Manglong Mountain, they never gave up their ambition to capture Yanyun.

  The Tiān Chéng Jiàn Zōng has been standing since its establishment, always taking the Wū Mén as an enemy, firmly guarding the southern foot of the Mǎng Lóng Mountains, providing a solid northwest barrier for the Great Yān Imperial Court.

  As one of the nine major sects, Wu Men naturally regards Tian Cheng Jian Zong as a thorn in their side. The two sides have been entangled in a struggle in the Mang Long Mountains for hundreds of years, and the hatred between them can no longer be resolved.

  It's not surprising that the Wu clan warriors launched a sneak attack on Jianzong Mountain, but such blatant provocation will inevitably be met with a thunderous counterattack from Jianzong.

  "The sect has just issued a witch-hunting order. All disciples, from today on, enter a state of high alert and strictly prevent the infiltration of enemy witches! Qingyunzi continued: "All true transmission, ritual offering, and inner door registered disciples of our Pursuing Cloud Peak must enter Manglong Mountain to hunt down witches and witchcraft warriors. True transmission requires five or more kills, ritual offering three, and inner door one. Those who are lazy and incompetent will be punished by demotion!"

  Demotion punishment!

  True transmission is bestowed with ritual offerings, ritual offerings are bestowed with recorded names, inner gate is demoted as outer gate!

  This is absolutely an extremely severe punishment!

  It's a matter of honor and future prospects, all inner disciples are stern.

  This time, the upper echelons of the Sword Sect have undoubtedly made a move with real fire, and they want to give the Witch Clan the most severe lesson.

  "All of you go back and prepare, then head to the Zong Shi Institute to receive the Extermination Order." Qingyunzi said finally: "I hope this time everyone will bravely kill the enemy, don't tarnish the name of our Pursuing Cloud Peak sect!"

  "Master"

  Wu Qinghong suddenly walked out of the crowd, and saluted Qingyunzi: "Master, we should follow the sect's orders to destroy the witch tribe, but what if there is a disciple who happens to be in closed-door training?"

  Qingyunzi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The Extermination Witch Order is the highest order of our sect. Disciples who are closed off from the world must obtain permission from the headmaster, otherwise they must also follow it!"

  He felt strange in his heart, Wu Qinghong, as a disciple of Feng Li, couldn't possibly be unaware of this point. Why did he deliberately bring it up in front of everyone?

  Wu Qinghong asked again: "If the disciples under the door complete the task, can it be counted on the master's body?"

  "Of course!" Qingyunzi nodded and replied: "Killing more enemies is better. The sect will naturally reward you according to your merits!"

  "Thanks for the enlightenment, Master!"

  Wu Qing bowed respectfully and retreated back into the crowd, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over Qin Yun's body.

  Qin Yun's heart suddenly lit up with clarity.

  On the surface, Wu Qinghong seemed to be asking Qingyunzi, but in fact she was reminding herself!

  Shui Wanying has been in seclusion for half a year, and it's only been less than three months since now. This should be the critical moment. If she responds to the sect's order and ends her seclusion at this time, it is very likely that all her previous efforts will be wasted.

  Although it is said that obtaining the permission of the sect master may be enough to exempt oneself, everyone knows that a mere disciple who has made an offering is not likely to get special treatment from the sect master, even if Qingyunzi intervenes.

  Wu Qinghong told Qin Yun through Qingyunzi that as long as he could complete the task of the sect's lower dispatch, Shui Wanying would naturally be able to continue her closed-door cultivation.

  Is Wu Qinghong's reminder a good intention?

  Absolutely impossible!

  Not mentioning the grudges between the Qin and Wu families, this Master Qin Yun has committed a grave offense, how could he possibly have good intentions.

  Her goal was only one - to instigate Qin Yun to enter Manglong Mountain and hunt down the Witch Clan!

  But the witch tribe is not so easy to deal with, entering the mountain may be a dead end!

  Although he understood Wu Qinghong's intentions, Qin Yun did not want to shrink back. He went forward without hesitation and bowed down to the ground: "Disciple Qin Yun is willing to replace his master in extinguishing the witch's order, and also asks the master's ancestor to allow his master to continue his closed-door meditation!"

  Qingyunzi twirled his long mustache, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, a divine light flashed. He said in a deep voice, "Qin Yun, the Wu tribe's warriors are ferocious and formidable, extremely difficult to deal with. You're just a newly entered disciple, don't throw your life away at Manglong Mountain!"

  What kind of person is this elder? If Qin Yun can understand it, how could he be kept in the dark?

  But rules are rules, even if Qingyunzi intends to help, he cannot violate the sect's rules, let alone with so many disciples and followers present.

  Qin Yun replied resolutely, "When the master has a problem, the disciple bears his labor. The master's kindness to me is boundless, and I should do my utmost to share the master's worries, even if it means death!"

  A few words were spoken with conviction, revealing Qin Yun's unshakeable determination.

  Wu Qing's mouth curled up into a triumphant smile as she stood amidst the crowd, just as she had expected, the young and arrogant Qin Yun had fallen into her trap.

  The Wu tribe was strong and cruel, those who dared to enter the depths of the mountain and harass the Sword Sect's gate were all elite warriors of the Wu Gate, where could Qin Yun, a newly entered disciple, be able to cope with them.

  If I fail to complete the task on time, I will die in the wilderness of Longshan Mountain, and Shui Wanying will also be punished along with me!

  Young people will always be young people, their minds are forever so simple!

  "Very well!" Qingyunzi looked at Qinyun deeply, and with a wave of his sleeve: "You all go back to prepare, Qinyun, you stay behind first, I have a few words to say to you!"

  "Yes, sir!" All the disciples bowed in unison.

  Wu Qinghong was filled with suspicion and uncertainty in her heart, she didn't know why Qingyunzi wanted to leave Qin Yun alone.

  She recalled how Qing Yunzi had always looked at Shui Wanying with a different gaze, and how Qin Yun had entered the sect thanks to the recommendation of the Old Ancestor of the Qin Clan. Suddenly, she suspected that she might have made a wrong move.

  All sorts of thoughts and calculations were like venomous snakes biting at Wu Qinghong's heart, twisting her face into a grotesque expression!

  But Qin Yun didn't think so much, after all his disciples left, he was led by Qingyunzi into the small hall of the inner courtyard.

  Qingyunzi stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, as if thinking about something.

  "After a long while, he finally spoke up and said: 'Qin Yun, you were too impulsive today!'"

  Qin Yun replied in a low voice: "The disciple just wants to share worries with his master."

  "Your filial piety is commendable, but you're being too rash. Have you considered that if you can't complete the task, it will also implicate Wan'er?" Qingyunzi's eyebrows were raised in anger as he shouted: "We cultivators of the sword path, how could we let emotions sway our actions!"

  Qin Yun immediately kowtowed: "Disciple knows his mistake!"

  Qingyunzi stared at him, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, and the invisible aura filled the room.

  Qin Yun knelt down on the ground in silence, but did not lower his head, his expression firm and resolute.

  In an instant, the enormous pressure that had been shrouding him suddenly vanished without a trace. Qingyunzi's gaze gradually softened: "Get up!"

  He sighed softly: "Since the wood has been made into a boat, I won't stop you either. The Wu tribe has a proverb that makes sense - an eagle that has not experienced the baptism of wind and rain will never be able to soar in the sky."

  "You've been practicing for four months, and your skills have improved significantly. Your talent in martial arts is not ordinary. I hope you can be careful and cautious, don't take unnecessary risks and throw away your life."

  "But I'm giving you only half a month's time, if by then you can't complete the task, Wan'er must be let out!"

  "Disciple understands!" Qin Yun hastily bowed and said.

  Qingyunzi nodded and stretched out his hand: "Give me your sword"

  Qin Yun took down the Qingyun Sword with both hands and presented it without hesitation.

  Qingyunzi took over the sword and drew it out of its scabbard, slightly moved: "Good sword, it has actually condensed into a sword fetus, and its spirit is visible!"

  He thought for a moment and said: "Alright, I'll help you sacrifice the sword and refine your spirit. This way, you'll have some capital to make a name for yourself in the Dragon's Den Mountain."

  Qin Yun was overjoyed, he had been nourishing the sword fetus for a long time, but as for how to break through and transform into a spirit, there were still not many clues, and he wondered if he should use the sect's contributions to seek out a method.

  Now with the help of this powerful ancestor, success is guaranteed, it's an unexpected delight.

  The process of refining the sword and turning it into a spirit was not complicated. Under Qingyunzi's guidance, Qin Yun held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, with his left hand stroking the blade, leaving behind a long trail of blood.

  Majestic true energy simultaneously infused into the sword body, the sword's edge emitted a crimson glow, and the refined blood attached to the sword body instantly dissipated, with faint blood lines rising to the surface!