285 Ling Guang, Part One

The Thousand Sect Alliance was wiped out overnight. On the surface, the entire Ci Tong Port remained calm, but the relevant information spread rapidly to all major forces after dawn.

The Aloeswood Palace has once again been thrust into the spotlight.

Many forces then realized that the ones stirring up trouble behind the scenes were actually members of the Secret Teaching.

If the Sensing Gate is half-black and half-white, it also represents a chaotic force of Rogue Person.

So the Secret Teaching are a genuine anti- Ling Ting force, and they like to get involved in anything that is detrimental to Great Ling.

Unfortunately, this group is extremely well-hidden, making it very difficult to detect their whereabouts.

The destruction of the Thousand Sect Alliance branch, the largest force within the Secret Teaching, caused quite a stir.

Zhang Rongfang immediately drafted a memorial to the Imperial Court, recounting in detail how he outwitted and outmaneuvered the Thousand Sect Alliance, how he overcame numerous difficulties and endured countless hardships and grievances, and how he bravely charged forward and fought desperately against the enemy.

Then hang up the plaques for all those who could.

Finally, it was stamped and handed over to the Government Office post station to be sent to Great Capital.

As for Zhu Wanguo, he had his limbs cut off, his teeth pulled out, and kept in a jar until the interrogation was complete before killing him.

The rest of the people, except for a few warriors Worship God, were all dealt with.

Those few warriors Worship God the gods were captured and taken to the Rebel Sect as experimental subjects.

Zhang Rongfang never gave up, searching for another way to quickly kill the Worship God warriors.

Aside from the most rudimentary water mill that shatters the Core Statue, he doesn't believe anything is absolutely immortal.

With everything settled, the Thousand Sect Alliance suffered a fatal blow and fell completely silent.

Even the previously arrogant Jade Sea Gang quickly fell silent, seemingly frightened.

The Citong has returned to its previous peaceful and An Ning state.

When.

The clear, melodious sound of the Daoist bell rang out atop the Aloeswood Palace mountain.

Deep within the Dao Palace, in a dimly lit room.

The entire room has only one window, which is made of light yellow glass.

A beam of sunlight shone through the glass window and onto a brown water jar inside.

A strange humanoid figure, with only its head remaining, was submerged in the water.

The human figure was disheveled, with long hair hanging down to cover most of its face, and occasionally a few pale eyes could be seen peeking out from between the strands of hair.

With a soft creak.

The door was opened from the outside.

Zhang Rongfang walked in slowly with a calm expression, placed the package in his hand on the table, and looked at the person in the water tank.

"Well? Have you thought it through? You've said everything you needed to say, and I might spare your life."

"Hehe." The person in the water tank looked up at him and chuckled hoarsely.

"I've already said that."

"That's not what I wanted to hear." Zhang Rongfang walked up to the other person and squatted down.

He grabbed the other person's hair and pulled their head up.

"Why did you attack me? What is your purpose in coming to Citong? Who is behind you? Besides you, who else is part of the Thousand Sect Alliance?"

"What difference would it make if I told you?" Zhu Wanguo said with a faint smile. "You wouldn't let me go in the end anyway."

Zhang Rongfang hadn't expected the other party to see so clearly.

"Actually, do you believe me? I didn't want to come at first," Zhu Wanguo said.

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Rongfang paused for a moment, sensing that the person in front of him was somewhat strange.

He was unlike any of the opponents he had encountered before.

"What I really want to say is that I just want to go to the countryside, find a quiet place, where men farm and women weave, and not care about the changing world outside. I just want to live a simple life on my own little plot of land."

"What does this Secret Teaching or the Great Ling have to do with me?" Zhu Wanguo continued.

"If I could, I would too. But do you think that's possible?" Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

Indeed, he now possesses Attribute Panel, and sooner or later he will reach heights unimaginable to ordinary people.

But in essence, he only likes to live a simple, ordinary life.

"Yes, that's impossible." Zhu Wanguo nodded. "Your teachers, relatives, friends, wife and daughters will all be people you can't bear to part with."

Upon hearing Zhang Rongfang inexplicably put himself in the other person's shoes and considered what it would be like for him to want to retire into seclusion.

First and foremost, he couldn't get past his master Chongxuan. He clearly had high hopes for him.

Then the Eastern Sect and the Rebel Sect, likewise, saw themselves as the hope for a resurgence.

And then there are the forces and rivals I've offended before. If I falter even slightly, they'll rush up like demons, devour me, and kill me.

"It seems you're just like me," Zhu Wanguo laughed. "I've never had any great ambitions in my life, and this Jianghu has never been made for people like me."

"Be careful, my master is the Demon Eagle. He won't be saddened by my death, he'll only be enraged by my failure, and then he'll target you."

In the end, Zhu Wanguo said some things that could be considered sincere.

Zhang Rongfang opened his mouth as if to ask something, but was astonished to see that Zhu Wanguo had slowly closed his eyes, his breathing gradually weakened, and then stopped. In the Dark Light Vision, he could see that the blood vessels under the other's skin gradually stopped flowing, like a frozen stream.

Having held on for so long, Zhu Wanguo was clearly at his wit's end.

"The Thousand Sect Alliance, Demon Eagle."

Zhang Rongfang remembered this name deeply. Clearly, he had ruined the Thousand Sect Alliance's plan, so this person would probably be his greatest enemy in the future.

However, he was not afraid; on the contrary, he felt a slight excitement because he had a strong enemy to fight.

After all, there are very few forms of entertainment in this world. He diligently cultivates martial arts and improves himself, and his only form of entertainment is probably fighting.

I came to my senses.

It has been confirmed that Zhu Wanguo is out of breath.

Zhang Rongfang reached out and gently pointed at the other person's forehead, creating a hole that revealed the flesh and blood inside.

A thin wisp of pale white brain matter slowly oozed from the blood hole.

Only when the other party remained silent did he turn and leave the room.

"Give him a proper burial. He was a man after all," Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice as he reached the door.

"Yes."

The Daoist priest guarding the gate responded in a low voice.

Then, he strode to the study and pushed the door open.

'Well, I should mention it to Master. I really wanted to fight Demon Eagle, but after thinking about it carefully, I'm still young and in my growth phase. If I can't win, I might be in trouble.'

Let's wait a few more years before deciding.

Zhu Wanguo Thousand Sect Alliance's disciple is so powerful, and he has a bunch of experts around him.

If it were his master, after the initial excitement subsided, Zhang Rongfang thought about it carefully and realized that what he liked was a battle where victory was certain.

If the chances of losing are too high, then it's not fun.

He immediately sat down at the desk, quickly added water, ground ink, laid out paper, and picked up his brush.

Then I started writing the letter.

"Disciple Zhang Ying respectfully bows to my Chongxuan Master Chongxuan: In June of the 17th year of the Ling Yuan, a series of major incidents occurred in Citong, endangering the Dao Palace where I reside."

In the letter, he showed great patience and evasion (he was still in Sky Peak Cave and had no idea), constantly seeking the possibility of reconciliation. In the end, he was forced to submit a report and request that someone from the Snow Rainbow Pavilion come.

When the location of the person behind the scenes was discovered, General Shangguan came to provide support, repeatedly requested to use artillery fire to cut off their retreat.

He refused several times for fear of harming innocent people. Only on the last occasion, when the ship was about to escape, did he have no choice but to agree to General Shangguan's request.

Ultimately, this led to a blood feud with the Thousand Sect Alliance. This was not the original intention of him, an honest and simple disciple who only wanted to cultivate. Soon, he finished writing a letter, carefully folded it, and handed it to the Clerk Daoist to make more than ten copies, which were then sent out in sections to prevent it from getting lost along the way.

Only then Zhang Rongfang breathe a sigh of relief, feeling much more at ease.

No matter how powerful the Thousand Sect Alliance is, Master Chongxuan is there to protect them.

He should just stay under their protection and develop quickly.

In the days that followed.

Since Zhang Rongfang quickly wrote down the matter of the Thousand Sect Alliance's Demon Eagle and sent it to his master Chongxuan.

He also went to the Thousand Stone Sect and confirmed that if the Demon Eagle made a move, the Thousand Stone Sect Master would not stand idly by.

In situations like these, the more troublesome ones should naturally be supported by someone taller.

Then he handed over the task of eliminating the Hundred Changes Organization to Chen Han and Shangguan Lian Yue, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Return to the original rhythm of life.

He practices martial arts daily, drinks tea to rest, continues his practice, and occasionally refines elixirs, steadily progressing step by step.

In such a peaceful life, time flies by like smoke.

In the blink of an eye, it was a year later at Citong · Cotton Cloud Residence.

The weather was hot and humid, and the tea drinkers in the teahouse were all wearing thin vests, shirts, and jackets.

Even the women mostly wore loose-fitting tube tops and sleeveless square-necked blouses, and yet the group of them kept waving palm-leaf fans at themselves.

In a corner of the teahouse.

Zhang Rongfang picked up a cup of sweet, cool tea, took a small sip, and felt the tea, with its minty and Monk Fruit flavor, flow down his throat and into his stomach, making him feel slightly cooler.

Over the course of a year, he diligently practiced his Hard Skill every day, and his Attribute Points continued to increase.

Now, he has finally mastered the Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Training to its ultimate level, reaching the Ninth Grade rank and Breaking Limits. He has also developed a new Limit State for Hard Skill.

All the weak points have also been repaired.

Not only that, he also tried every Hard Skill he could find, maxing out any that could improve or enhance his body.

Now, with his Hard Skill, his defense has reached the level of being impervious to swords and spears.

But these are just ordinary knives and spears; if they were replaced with firearms or other powerful weapons, the outcome would be uncertain.

This level of capability represents the limit that the publicly available Hard Skill can achieve.

Next, it's time to focus all your efforts on accumulating health.

Pulling his thoughts back, Zhang Rongfang let out a breath. Compared to his progress in Hard Skill, he was actually more concerned about how traditional Extreme Realm dealt with the Worship God Martial Artists.

How did Imperial Tutor Damir manage to defeat so many Worship God warriors with exaggerated physical abilities and become number one?

Throughout the year, he investigated from various sources and felt that there seemed to be other crucial information hidden within the realm of the Extreme Realm.

Moreover, the information left to him in the Eastern Sect Heavenly Maiden Secret Treasure does not seem to be very complete.

He vaguely suspected that the contents of the other two Heavenly Maiden Secret Treasure might not be the same.

According to news from the Dao Palace in Great Capital, his master Chongxuan, told him not to worry about the Demon Eagle. He should focus on his cultivation and break through to a higher Civilian Skill.

The letter also casually mentioned that he was aware of the Eastern Sect's previous Human Seed plan. The New Golden Wing Tower seemed to have found some clues. It instructed him to tell him anything he knew, as the Ling Ting took the matter very seriously, and he might be able to gain more resources through this merit.

Zhang Rongfang replied with a perfectly satisfactory letter, saying that he was unaware of the situation.

But he felt a sense of urgency.

If he were to obtain the secret of the Secret Cache and spread it, I wonder what the Ling Ting's attitude would be towards him.