Undercurrents VII

The wind blows the fallen leaves, which drift into the pond.

The moon shines brightly as the clouds disperse.

Zhang Rongfang gently stretched his body, raised his head, and faced the gazes of everyone.

"Actually, I've wanted to say this for a long time. Unfortunately, there hasn't been a suitable opportunity."

He was worried about his sister, his master, his subordinates, and the many troubles that might follow.

And so on and so forth.

There are too many concerns.

But many things, the more you try to avoid them, the closer they get to you and the more they gather around you.

Until you have nowhere left to retreat and nowhere to avoid it.

Rather than doing that, it's better to turn the passive situation into the active one from the start.

During the more than half a month that Zhang Rongfang spent on the Linghua Mountain, he learned a lot from Di Jiang.

But none of these things have as much impact as one.

That is, the self.

Respond to his heart with my heart, and transform his intention with my intention.

If there are any changes, then do as you please.

Di Jiang did this, so everyone around him adapted to him, rather than him adapting to the others.

The weak should follow the trend.

The powerful are themselves the force of the times.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly realized that his thinking had always been stuck in the position of the weak.

He goes along with other people's plans and trends.

But they never thought of taking control of everything or the overall situation.

The Master Yue, the Rebel Alliance, and the Ling Ting all have their own power bases.

If they can have it, why can't he? "You..." Shangguan Feihe's mind went blank for a moment, and countless thoughts raced through his head.

Some even considered knocking the guy unconscious and dragging him away immediately to prevent him from continuing to talk nonsense.

He rushed back, having considered many possible developments and outcomes.

But what no one expected was that Zhang Ying would actually admit it in front of everyone!

He admitted it?!? He actually admitted that he alone killed all the previous opposing Grandmasters?!?

He's a Super Grade martial artist? What makes him think he can admit it? Where's the inside man? Who helped him kill? Why did he kill? Just because of a minor conflict, he'd take someone's life?!

These questions seemed to have taken root, constantly swirling in Shangguan Feihe's mind.

The entire courtyard was quiet at this moment.

The astonishment in Zhou Yan's eyes slowly turned into a smile, because he knew that regardless of whether Zhang Ying had suddenly gone mad, he had achieved his goal.

Next, all we need to do is solidify Zhang Ying's guilt, and then cooperate with the person in the shadows to fake their death and retreat. "It seems that our Dao Child Zhang has suddenly lost his mind and started talking nonsense," Western Sect Yuan Cheng said with a sneer.

"Can't you, as a master, tell whether a person is sober or not when they speak? This doesn't sound like nonsense," said the Daoist Congshan of the True One Sect with a smile.

They have far exceeded their intended purpose for this trip.

I was originally thinking about how to get Zhang Ying to crawl into the trap herself.

But now, none of that is necessary.

They never expected Zhang Ying to be so stupid as to admit it to their faces.

This rendered all their subsequent preparations futile.

But in reality, completing the task is much easier! "Regardless of the conflict between Daozi and my Western Sect Grandmaster, it's unacceptable to kill him so ruthlessly. If there is a conflict, shouldn't everything be handled centrally by the Assembled Sages Institute?"

Yuan Cheng sighed, "It's a pity that my nephew from the Kong Generation suddenly disappeared mysteriously in Citong. Now it seems it must be related to Daozi, right?"

He was trying to dump all the trouble on Zhang Rongfang at once.

Shangguan Feihe's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to reprimand him.

He vaguely guessed that Zhang Ying might have suffered some kind of shock, causing her to suddenly change her temperament and talk nonsense.

Therefore, at this critical juncture, whatever Zhang Ying says is no longer credible.

Now, we must take control of the situation immediately! But just as he was about to speak, Zhang Rongfang raised his hand.

"Who are you talking about?" He asked calmly, his tone indifferent. "Sorry, I've killed quite a few Kong Generation, so I can't remember who it is."

Yuan Cheng's smile froze. He opened his mouth, but the words he had prepared to use to defend himself were completely useless.

They admitted it!?

They just admitted it so readily!?

He stared at Zhang Rongfang, somewhat dumbfounded.

This could be a huge scandal that could cause the Western Sect to turn against the Great Dao Sect again.

He actually admitted it so easily!?

Has he stopped caring about his sect?

Not only him, but Zhou Yan and Cong Shan, who were standing next to him, also noticed that Zhang Rongfang's tone was off.

"It seems there's nothing more to say," Cong Shan laughed. "Today, everything has come to light. Our investigation can proceed directly back to Great Capital to close the case."

He looked at Zhang Rongfang, his gaze slowly turning sinister.

"Prefecture Lord Shangguan, what do you have to say now? Zhang Ying Daozi himself has admitted it. The Falling Jade Plate also proves that he is indeed guilty. We have both witnesses and physical evidence. So, will you take the initiative to arrest him, or will we do it ourselves?"

Witnessing the future star of the Great Dao Sect fall and come to an end was so exhilarating that it almost suffocated him.

From this moment on, the two Daozi of the Great Dao Sect can be said to be completely useless.

The hope for the future has been utterly extinguished.

How wonderful! He felt an urge to burst into laughter and get completely drunk.

Why do you think I would tell you everything here?

Zhang Rongfang suddenly spoke up.

He walked forward step by step, and the skin on his upper body began to slowly turn red, with veins bulging out, like wriggling bloodworms covering his entire body.

"Do you really want to laugh right now?"

"You still want to fight me?? You're overestimating yourself!" Cong Shan laughed heartily.

Boom! Boom! The sound of wind blasting through the air.

Suddenly, he became alert and sprang to attention. Combining the Enemy Anticipation with Absolute Defense, he raised his hand in front of him as if by reflex, assuming the defensive stance of the Extreme Mysterious Yin Finger.

Simultaneously, the Limit State has two layers: Hidden-Breaking Yang Restoration, and the Divine Intent True Stabilization, which are superimposed at the same time.

"You"

Boom! A huge explosion occurred, accompanied by ripples of airflow.

Zhang Rongfang instantly appeared in front of Cong Shan, his right arm like a dragon's head, and he plunged into Cong Shan's gaping maw.

In Enemy Anticipation, Cong Shan was caught off guard and was a step too slow.

One step behind leads to another.

Then boom!

Centered on the face of Cong Shan, a cloud of white mist exploded, and the huge impact propelled him backward, crashing heavily into the stone wall.

The wall collapsed and shattered, and the person was thrown out again, rolling dozens of meters on the ground before coming to a stop.

In the darkness, Cong Shan's entire head was smashed into a mass of silver and red paste.

"Now you can continue laughing." Zhang Rongfang withdrew his hand and turned to look at Zhou Yan and the Yuan Cheng around him.

Zhou Yan clenched his fists, and his expression turned extremely ugly.

But deep down, he was incredibly surprised. Yes, surprised!

Although he had a vague feeling that the situation was getting out of control.

But it doesn't matter. Zhang Ying's strength is indeed beyond his expectations, but no matter how strong he is, he can't surpass him.

The more ruthless he acts now, the better; it suits his tastes even better.

It would be best to severely injure Yuan Cheng on the side as well! In this way, the so-called sect alliance of the Great Dao Sect will collapse on its own, and cracks will inevitably appear within it!

Yuan Cheng stared blankly at Cong Shan, whose head had been blown off, and quickly took a step back in silence. He was about to speak, but immediately closed his mouth. If before he thought Zhang Ying was just bragging or having a fit of madness, now he felt something was wrong, and a bad premonition filled his heart.

For a split second, he was ready to make a move, but he thought Zhou Yan would, so he didn't. But Zhou Yan didn't move either.

Moreover, he thought Cong Shan should be able to suppress Zhang Ying, but now... in an instant!

The Final Form at Cong Shan was not even held!

"Shangguan Feihe! He absolutely cannot be Zhang Ying! Let's take him down first!"

Thinking of this, Yuan Cheng loudly.

"..." Shangguan Feihe clenched his fists, but he was still hesitant.

Regardless, from the instant he made his move, he could still tell that Zhang Rongfang was actually using martial arts from the Great Dao Sect! Those traces didn't lie! They were powerful traces that could only be integrated into one's instincts after many years of practice.

It can't possibly be a fake! "Forget it. He's not going to make a move."

Suddenly, a calm voice came from the courtyard gate.

An old man with disheveled hair, carrying a jar of wine in one hand and a silver dagger held upside down in the other, swayed as he leaned against the door frame.

Glug glug.

He tilted his head back and gulped down a bunch of liquor, then slumped down, his eyes glazed with drunkenness, and let out a burp.

"Long time no see, Shangguan."

"It's you!!?" Shangguan Feihe's pupils suddenly contracted.

Long-forgotten memories surged and churned in his mind, scenes from that year flashing rapidly through his mind.

"It's me." The old man smiled. "So, from now on, I won't move, and you won't move either."

Shangguan Feihe did not reply. His gaze fell again on Zhang Rongfang was standing to the side.

"It seems you've planned everything out."

Zhang Rongfang was equally surprised.

He never invited Senior Di Jiang at all.

But he actually came down the mountain and even came here, which reminded him of the note the Heavenly Maiden had sent him before.

He suddenly understood something: some people think something is fake, but others can make it real.

"Let's go." Di Jiang looked at Zhang Rongfang gently, then stepped aside to let them pass through the courtyard door.

Zhang Rongfang paused for a moment, then slowly walked forward, passing by Zhou Yan and Yuan Cheng.

Zhou Yan's eyes turned sinister, and he was about to gather strength in his right hand.

Suddenly, a sharp chill came from outside the courtyard gate.

He looked up and saw a tall, handsome, blond figure standing in the shadows behind Di Jiang.

That chill emanated from this person.

"The East Proximity Teaching Lord? Ostandin"

How could this guy be involved with the Reverse Time Society?! He was just cooperating with the Teaching Alliance in their attack!? Zhou Yan was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.

He could understand if others, who were not powerful enough to Worship God, betrayed him.

But how could Ostandin, the East Proximity Teaching Lord, also be involved?!?

The crisp sound of footsteps echoed continuously in the courtyard.

Zhang Rongfang walked past Zhou Yan and the other man step by step, with his back to Shangguan Feihe, toward Di Jiang.

His steps were slow, but equally steady.

"Zhang Ying!" Shangguan Feihe suddenly shouted.

"Have you thought this through?!"