Hundred Schools Gather, Martial Arts Conference Begins

After leaving Fusu's sleeping quarters, Bei Mingzi returned to the gates of Xianyang and rescued Xiaomeng, Xiaoyaozi, and the other disciples of the Heavenly Human Two Sects.

"Thank you, martial uncle, for saving us." Xiaoyaozi bowed to Bei Mingzi in thanks.

Although the Heavenly Human Two Sects had split apart, they were ultimately both branches of the Daoist school, unlike the Yin Yang School, which had completely betrayed Daoism and established its own faction.

Therefore, Xiaoyaozi still addressed Bei Mingzi as martial uncle.

"Mm." Bei Mingzi gave a slight nod in acknowledgment.

Meanwhile, when Xiaomeng saw her Master arrive, she immediately felt emboldened.

She began recounting everything she had experienced over the past few days to Bei Mingzi.

"Master, you finally came."

"You have no idea, your disciple has been utterly humiliated these past few days..."

Like a floodgate had opened, Xiaomeng chattered into Bei Mingzi's ear, telling him every grievance she had suffered over the past few days.

Bei Mingzi listened attentively, nodding in response from time to time.

"Master, that Su Chen is too hateful. You must avenge your disciple." Xiaomeng made her request.

Bei Mingzi's expression stiffened slightly at her words.

If it had been any other request, he would have agreed without a second thought.

After all, Xiaomeng was his beloved disciple.

But this one matter was something he could neither agree to nor dare agree to.

Su Chen had first slain Guiguzi, then forcefully driven away Eastern Emperor Taiyi. His strength was absolutely not to be underestimated.

Even Bei Mingzi did not dare claim that he could certainly defeat him.

So, when Xiaomeng asked him to teach Su Chen a lesson, Bei Mingzi truly did not dare agree.

If he went, once they started fighting, it was still uncertain who would end up teaching whom