Chapter 362 - 212: South Ridge Martial Gathering! (Part 2)
Chapter 362 - 212: South Ridge Martial Gathering! (Part 2)
The old Daoist’s heart tightened, his inner strength surged through his limbs and bones, and he was about to forcefully rush forward.
But suddenly he felt a lightness in his palm, and when he turned back, he found his disciple, with a face full of despair, falling into Chu Qing’s hands.
"Old Daoist, if you want to leave, go ahead. I haven’t tasted a Daoist today; if you leave, I’ll make an exception with your disciple."
Chu Qing almost let out a couple of sinister laughs to strengthen his argument.
That old Daoist ultimately couldn’t risk his beloved disciple.
Reluctantly, he descended from mid-air, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said through gritted teeth:
"Enough, enough, today I’ve lost.
"But let me tell you, don’t think your Celestial Evil Cult operates so meticulously that nobody knows our whereabouts.
"Someone will certainly avenge us in the future!"
"You’re not dead yet, what revenge?"
Chu Qing was at a loss for words. Where did this theatrical Daoist come from?
So Chu Qing said:
"Didn’t I already tell you? I’m not part of the Celestial Evil Cult. Daoist, such rash actions won’t do in the future."
As he said this, he placed his palm on the young Daoist’s shoulder:
"Don’t move, the adults are talking."
"..."
The young Daoist dared not move at all, like a wooden stake caught within the hands of this ’great demon’ who had beaten his master.
Though he wanted to retort that he and Chu Qing weren’t that different in age... but lacked the courage.
He could only look pitifully at his master:
"Master, you should go, don’t worry about me! At worst, let him eat me!"
Beitang Zun saw the fight between the two had come to an end and hurriedly stepped forward:
"This senior from the Celestial Sect seems to have a misunderstanding.
"The Third Young Master isn’t from the Celestial Evil Cult!"
The old Daoist rolled his eyes upon hearing this and was about to rebuke when he suddenly paused:
"Third Young Master? Which Third Young Master? The Mad Saber Third Young Master who killed Prince Mu at Luochun Manor?
"Where is he?"
Chu Qing coughed:
"Could it be that the Third Young Master you’re referring to is me?"
"It’s you!?"
The Cyan View Daoist was stunned:
"But how did you become the one managing affairs in the Blazing Hall?"
"The Third Young Master has shown great kindness to our Blazing Hall; all of us in Blazing Hall unanimously joined him.
"Thus, the Third Young Master is naturally the one managing affairs in our Blazing Hall!"
Beitang Zun said solemnly:
"Daoist, your sudden arrival and actions are inexplicable and abrupt, please explain!"
"I see..."
The Cyan View Daoist was stunned, slapped his forehead and said:
"Ah, I didn’t check the almanac before going out today, it’s bad timing. I should go... I have soup brewing at home."
After saying this, he turned and ran.
"Hold on."
Chu Qing quickly called out.
The Cyan View Daoist turned back with a bitter face:
"Today’s events were my mistake.
"But Third Young Master, you’ve hit me, and I’ve lost face.
"My eyes are bruised... Can you, out of kindness, spare me?"
Honestly wanted to beat you... it wouldn’t be just a bruise.
Would have directly killed you!
Chu Qing was speechless and patted the young Daoist nearby:
"You don’t want this anymore?"
"I do, I do!"
The old Daoist quickly nodded:
"Quickly, disciple, come here."
With Chu Qing pressing on his shoulder, the young Daoist dared not move.
Only when Chu Qing let go did he dart to the old Daoist’s side.
The master-disciple pair, shoulder to shoulder, turned to leave, but after a few steps the young Daoist whispered something into the old Daoist’s ear, and suddenly he understood.
He brought the young Daoist back.
"What is it, Daoist?"
Chu Qing raised an eyebrow, thinking the old Daoist hadn’t had enough of the beating?
The old Daoist snorted and took out an invitation from his bosom, tossing it to Chu Qing:
"Since the Third Young Master is currently managing affairs for the Blazing Hall, this invitation is for the Third Young Master."
"Invitation?"
Chu Qing furrowed his brow and glanced at the invitation, looking slightly surprised:
"Southern Ridge Martial Arts Assembly!?"
"Precisely!"
The old Daoist said seriously:
"Recently, Celestial Evil Cult thieves have been acting within our Celestial Sect’s territory with great plans and vile actions intolerable to the Martial World!
"Afterwards, rumors of Celestial Evil Cult disturbances have spread everywhere. Not to mention what the Third Young Master personally experienced at Luochun Manor.
"Even the battle of the two halls at Ghost God Gorge is secretly orchestrated by the Celestial Evil Cult... According to what I’ve learned, Beitang Lie has defected to the Celestial Evil Cult, with grand plans..."
He twitched his mouth, feeling his eyes hurt.
Chu Qing was speechless:
"So, the senior came here, saw me managing affairs, and thought I was the Celestial Evil Cult villain Beitang Lie defected to?"
"Isn’t that a misunderstanding then."
The old Daoist chuckled dryly: "You seem fine, aren’t you? On the contrary, I got beaten by you..."
"... If today someone else were here, Daoist with such ruthless hands, wouldn’t you be afraid of killing the wrong person?"
Chu Qing snorted.
"Someone else? If not possessing martial skills as astonishing as the Third Young Master, it would absolutely be impossible to eradicate the Celestial Evil Cult and have the Blazing Hall willingly serve.
"So even if it were as the Young Master says, the old Daoist would still have no advantage."
Chu Qing pondered for a moment, feeling this statement had some truth.
Seeing his expression soften, the old Daoist said:
"In light of the Celestial Evil Cult’s rampant behavior and the increasing turmoil in the Southern Ridge Martial World... Therefore, our Celestial Sect broadly distributed martial arts invitations, inviting fellow martial artists to attend the Southern Ridge Martial Arts Assembly on the eighth day of the sixth month next year!
"To jointly discuss how to deal with the Celestial Evil Cult!
"We cannot allow these abhorrent villains to rampage in the Martial World!!
"Please, Third Young Master, attend the assembly."
Chu Qing contemplated and said thoughtfully:
"This time, which figures did the Celestial Sect invite?"
"All notable figures in Southern Ridge have been invited.
"Especially the two sects, three halls, five gates, and one manor, all are included!"
"Good."
Chu Qing nodded, accepting the invitation:
"I will certainly visit Celestial Sect on the eighth day of the sixth month next year."
"Good, the old Daoist will be at the Celestial Sect waiting to welcome the Third Young Master!"
Looking at Chu Qing, the old Daoist said:
"Moreover, with the martial skill of the Third Young Master, perhaps you will have to manage the overall situation."
Chu Qing’s expression was momentarily peculiar.
Martial arts assembly... this is nothing new.
Before crossing over, he read many martial arts novels and watched dramas, often in these assemblies aimed at dealing with evil cults, a martial arts alliance leader was elected.
In other words, a martial arts assembly could also be understood as a selection for the martial arts alliance leader.
If by chance, I become the alliance leader of the Southern Ridge Martial World through this, it’s a rather good choice, whether it’s to deal with the Celestial Evil Cult or Mirror of Sin.
But having thoughts is one thing, saying them is another.
Chu Qing cupped his hands and smiled:
"Senior is joking, I’m too young and inexperienced to take on such a duty.
"The previous events were mere misunderstandings; having friends visit from afar is a joy. Hall Master Beitang, prepare some wine and dishes to welcome Cyan View Daoist."
Ambition needs to be concealed, not made obvious to everyone.
The Cyan View Daoist waved his hand repeatedly:
"No need, no need, the old Daoist needs to head south first, going to Iron Blood Hall, then to Luochun Manor to distribute invitations.
"I won’t disturb anymore, Third Young Master, until we meet at Celestial Sect again!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Qing naturally tried to persuade him to stay, and after a brief exchange of modesty, he didn’t insist further, allowing the old Daoist to cross over the suspension bridge that originally had eighteen ropes but now only had nine, heading towards the Iron Blood Hall Stronghold.
After they left, Beitang Zun came to Chu Qing:
"Young Master, this assembly, Celestial Sect prepared invitations six months in advance, it’s certainly not small scale.
"If Young Master could lead the Southern Ridge Martial World, the Celestial Evil Cult would be nothing to worry about!"
Chu Qing shook his head upon hearing this:
"Never underestimate the Celestial Evil Cult. You also prepare, when the time is right, lead your people and attend the assembly."
"Yes."
Beitang Zun agreed.
Chu Qing then directly took Gentle and Wuchen along, leaving the Blazing Hall Stronghold, heading north, continuing their originally planned journey.
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