Qingfeng Mountain's Talented Disciple

The mountain air was exceptionally fresh after the rain that night. Kong Wu stood before a dilapidated Taoist temple, gazing up at the peeling sign.

"White Cloud Temple"

It had existed within Qingshan County for quite some time, once a thriving place of worship.

However, it had gradually declined over the past twenty years, ultimately becoming what it was now.

A while ago, villagers from the foot of the mountain, who were lost while gathering firewood, stumbled upon the White Cloud Temple. Just as they were about to enter to rest for the night, they heard screams coming from within. They fled down the mountain and immediately reported it to the yamen.

The Qingshan County yamen took this matter very seriously and dispatched Constable Li Xiang with his men to investigate.

A significant reason for the White Cloud Temple's decline was that twenty years ago, after the death of the highly respected True Man Baiyun, the authorities discovered that he was actually a mountain bandit who used the temple as a front for his robbery operations.

Although all the disciples involved in the robberies were subsequently apprehended, the temple's past reputation meant the county yamen naturally kept a closer eye on it.

"Constable Kong, why is it so quiet in here? We haven't seen Constable Li and the others on our way here..."

Skinny Monkey said, swallowing and speaking with a hint of fear.

Kong Wu didn't reply and walked straight in.

Upon entering the courtyard, they were met with a large expanse of overgrown land.

Weeds grew everywhere, clearly indicating it hadn't been tended to in a long time.

According to Kong Wu's understanding, there were still three Taoist priests at the White Cloud Temple.

Yet, judging by the state of the ground, there was no sign of anyone living there.

The courtyard was desolate, with nothing out of the ordinary. Kong Wu then proceeded towards the front hall.

There was no light whatsoever in the front hall. Fortunately, the sky was clear of clouds after the rain, and moonlight shone directly through several gaps in the main hall's roof.

Kong Wu stepped inside and frowned as he looked at the imposing statues of the Three Pure Ones.

"Holy shit..."

Skinny Monkey, following behind Kong Wu, couldn't help but curse upon seeing the statues of the Three Pure Ones.

The statues of the Three Pure Ones had no cracks and appeared to be well-maintained.

However, their shoulders were bare.

In the quiet night, within the dimly lit hall, the three headless divine statues stood silently, sending a chill down Skinny Monkey's spine.

Clang~

The sound of metal falling suddenly echoed, startling Skinny Monkey.

Kong Wu's expression remained unchanged as he continued to observe his surroundings.

His Strength attribute at level 11 provided him with heightened senses, allowing him to know there were a few little creatures in the hall even before stepping inside.

A rat darted out from the shadows, sniffed the area illuminated by the moonlight, and raised its little head, seemingly curious about the new arrivals.

Seeing this, Skinny Monkey patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief. He looked towards Kong Wu, only to find his ears twitching. Kong Wu then walked around the statues and headed towards the backyard.

"Kong..."

Just as he was about to speak, he subconsciously lowered his voice and quickly followed.

Beyond the main hall was the temple's backyard, which appeared to be the living quarters of the Taoist priests.

Kong Wu passed the well in the center and strode towards a small room, pushing the door open.

As the door opened, he twitched his nose.

There was no moonlight in this room; it was pitch black.

However, in Kong Wu's eyes, the outlines of many objects were clearly visible.

Including the figure on the meditation cushion in the center, twisted as if in meditation.

Seeing the familiar face and the familiar posture, Kong Wu's expression became somewhat complex.

Constable Li of Qingshan County's blood had already dried, but the look of terror on his face remained vivid.

"Another Evil God cultist?"

Kong Wu thought.

The brutal and bizarre scene before him was identical to the one Kong Wu had witnessed at the Bai family's residence before.

"This... Constable Li he..."

Skinny Monkey, having found a candlestick from somewhere, illuminated the scene with its light and saw the situation inside the room, his voice trembling.

But before he could say anything else, Kong Wu suddenly turned and kicked him in the chest.

Skinny Monkey flew backward, rolled on the ground after falling, and immediately got back up.

Kong Wu hadn't used much force with that kick, so Skinny Monkey wasn't injured.

In the spot where he had been standing, a red light descended, igniting a fiery red ball.

"Wicked path! How dare you take lives here?"

A clear voice called out. Skinny Monkey followed the sound and saw a figure standing on the roof.

The person wore a green daoist robe, a long sword on his back, and held a talisman in his hand.

"Qingshan County constables are investigating a case. Who are you to dare attack an official?"

Upon seeing the person's handsome face, Skinny Monkey realized he wasn't some demon and immediately grew bolder. He stood up, hands on his hips, and asked.

"Official?"

The young daoist paused, observing them more closely and finding no fluctuations of magical power on either of them.

"Oh, then it was a misunderstanding."

He jumped down from the roof, casually replying to Skinny Monkey.

Although these two showed no magical power fluctuations, the one leading them was burly, his vital energy so abundant it gave him, an inner disciple of Qingfeng Mountain, an inexplicable pressure.

He cupped his fists towards Kong Wu and announced loudly, "Feng Yang, an inner disciple of Qingfeng Mountain. Are you by any chance a body cultivator from some sect?"

Kong Wu shook his head. "Constable Kong Wu of Qingshan County. I haven't cultivated."

Feng Yang was taken aback by this.

He had initially assumed Kong Wu was a disciple of some body cultivator sect.

"Daoist master, what brings you here at this late hour?"

Although Kong Wu had once yearned for these cultivators, he felt surprisingly calm upon actually meeting one.

[Feng Yang][Vitality: 102][Strength: 9][Skills: Qingfeng Swordplay, Qingfeng Heart Method.][First Impression of You: Surprised (There are body cultivators of this caliber among evil cultivators?).]

This cultivator who appeared so imposing... was that it?

The Evil God Cultists before were one thing; they clearly had no proper cultivation methods.

But judging by Feng Yang's self-introduction, he should be a disciple of a renowned sect.

While he was young, his Strength attribute of 9...

It was just... alright.

Although Kong Wu's own Strength attribute was only 2 points higher than Feng Yang's, he had only allocated points twice.

It seemed his rate of becoming stronger was much faster than these cultivators.

"This humble daoist was on his way down the mountain for business and happened to pass by. I detected faint evil energy rising from this daoist temple, so I came to investigate."

Feng Yang put away his talisman and suddenly saw the scene within the room behind Kong Wu, his expression changing drastically.

"This is... an Evil God..."

His face darkened; it was clear he was disgusted by this.

It was then he remembered the headless statues of the Three Pure Ones in the front hall.

In a place of purity for daoists, Evil God Cultists were performing a sacrificial ritual.

"You two, there are Evil God Cultists here. You should descend the mountain as soon as possible. Those who worship malevolent spirits are truly too dangerous for mortals like you."

Upon hearing this, Skinny Monkey scoffed, "What Evil God Cultists? Constable Kong already cut them down before, what's so great about them."