Sichong and Chengzhen's Obsession

The next day.

High noon.

Two uninvited guests arrived at the home of Master Liu the Dough Sculptor.

They were Sichong and Chengzhen, the two individuals with the highest cultivation currently representing the Sanyi Sect.

Chengzhen was a woman of about thirty with a gentle, feminine aura, dark circles under her eyes, a tall stature, and long, black hair.

Sichong was an elderly man of short stature, yet he was full of vigor, as if possessing boundless energy.

Master Liu the Dough Sculptor, however, wore a pair of glasses and appeared refined and scholarly. Despite his lean, tall frame, he showed not a hint of panic when faced with the two imposing figures, who looked far more threatening than the arrogant members of Quanxing he had dealt with before.

In the courtyard, two newcomers who had recently joined Quanxing stood trembling.

If they weren't fools, they had certainly heard the news of the Daying Immortal's passing.

And the reason for the Daying Immortal's death seemed to have an inextricable connection to their own Quanxing leader.

These two had arrived with such aggressive momentum; they were clearly here with ill intent.

Master Liu the Dough Sculptor asked coldly, "What is the purpose of your visit?"

Sichong replied righteously, "Master Liu, surely you wouldn't deny the work you've done."

Master Liu the Dough Sculptor responded, "I would not."

Sichong glanced at the two Quanxing newcomers, his words laced with murderous intent: "By whatever means necessary, tell Wu Gensheng that if he does not come within seven days, he can prepare to collect Master Liu's corpse."

The two newcomers immediately wore expressions of distress.

Sichong looked displeased and spoke up, "What? Are you two hoping to die here?"

At this moment, Master Liu the Dough Sculptor burst into laughter, then explained, "You are of such an advanced age and seniority; why are you making things difficult for two youngsters?"

Sichong did not speak, his expression as gloomy as water.

Master Liu the Dough Sculptor spoke with the air of someone who had cast aside all concerns for life and death, "I am at an age where I have lived enough; do you really think I would take your threats to heart?"

"If people say Quanxing is a pack of scoundrels, I would admit it. The reason I joined Quanxing is that I share some of the same stench as these scoundrels."

"Living here in the bustling city, I naturally knew that a day like this would eventually come."

"I know myself clearly, but what about you?"

Hearing these words from Master Liu the Dough Sculptor, Sichong frowned and took a sip of tea, "You are speaking in riddles. You might as well make yourself clear."

Meanwhile, Chengzhen remained on high alert.

After all, the two of them had openly trespassed onto Quanxing territory.

From the moment they stepped into the courtyard, they had sensed several different auras.

Clearly, these presences were extremely unfriendly and unwelcoming toward them.

The longer they dragged this out, the more people from Quanxing would likely arrive.

In truth, the Quanxing members—including the likes of Wu Gensheng and Li Muxuan—did not know the full facts, nor had they inquired in detail.

They only knew that the Daying Immortal had supposedly been killed by their leader, and that people from the Sanyi Sect had come to settle the score.

If that were the case, how could they let them leave so easily?

The members of Quanxing were not kind or gentle people; calling them bandits or bullies would be giving them too much credit.

They were even more lawless than bandits or bullies.

Master Liu the Dough Sculptor continued to smile: "You don't understand? I'm saying that for all your years, you still don't understand as well as a young man."

"Your Sanyi Sect has someone who arrived before you, and he is a man who understands."

"What?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Sichong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Suddenly, he saw a young man with black hair and black eyes, possessing delicate features, walk out from the house.

Sichong looked astonished:

"Du Yang, you've returned."

Du Yang cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Master Sichong, it has been a long time."

"It is good that you are back." Sichong's expression first turned to joy, then dimmed, as if remembering something, "It is only a pity that you could not see your master one last time."

Du Yang said with a very serious expression, "Uncle Master Sichong, I was not at home at the time. Was my master truly killed by Wu Gensheng and Li Muxuan?"

Hearing this, Chengzhen hesitated slightly, but Sichong said decisively, "Yes, he was killed by those two Quanxing members."

Du Yang shook his head and said, "I don't believe it."

Sichong immediately reprimanded him, "You scoundrel! Have you forgotten the teachings your master gave you all these years? How can one live in this world without avenging the murder of one's master and brothers?"

Chengzhen lowered her head, wanting to say something but unable to find the words.

Du Yang stood with his hands behind his back, looking earnest as he said, "Do not blame me, Uncle Master, but I cannot believe it. With my master's ability, there should be no one in this world capable of harming him."

"Even if my master stood still and let them try, they wouldn't be able to do it."

"To suggest otherwise is to underestimate the Daying Immortal, Zuo Ruotong, one of the two pinnacles of the righteous path."

From the very beginning, Du Yang simply did not believe that a mere Wu Gensheng and a Li Muxuan could have killed his master.

Especially after he stepped into the realm of the Triple Inverse Life, he had come to realize the profound mysteries within it.

Though one could not become an immortal, the height of the realm and the sheer power of the techniques unleashed were things others could only gaze upon in despair.

He could not imagine how his master could have been killed.

Master Liu the Dough Sculptor chuckled:

"Well said. That the Daying Immortal was killed by others is, in itself, a colossal joke."

"The Sanyi Sect is always afraid of tarnishing its reputation as a thousand-year-old orthodox sect, yet you fail to realize that while we of the Quanxing have done nothing, you yourselves have repeatedly diminished the prestige of this righteous path."

Sichong's face was full of rage as he continued to emphasize his point: "Regardless of what you say, my senior brother is dead. If those two hadn't stormed the mountain, how could my senior brother have ended up like this?"

Following this, Du Yang locked eyes with his martial uncle.

Du Yang's gaze was fearless and dauntless, while Sichong's eyes gradually began to shift away.

At this moment, without even needing to return to the Sanyi Sect, he knew that his master could not have been killed by anyone else; it had been a self-inflicted end.

As for the reason, he understood it all too well.

The Triple Inverse Life could not lead to immortality either.

This piece of news was equivalent to destroying the thousand-year foundation of the Sanyi Sect.

His master had always maintained the peak state of the second level of the Inverse Life to sustain his life, his only hope being to break through to the Triple Inverse Life realm, thereby achieving immortality and fulfilling the thousand-year wish of the Sanyi Sect.

Du Yang spoke up to persuade him: "Martial Uncle, let's go. Even if you are right, every debt has its debtor. Even if you kill Master Liu, Wu Gensheng will not come."

Seeing his delusions shattered, Sichong continued to stubbornly insist: "You are muddled! Do you really intend to just let it go? Do you want to see the prestige that our Sanyi Sect has accumulated over a thousand years swept into the dirt?"

"If we don't do something, won't even the little whelps of the Quanxing look down on our Sanyi Sect in the future?"

Watching his martial uncle grit his teeth, Du Yang said quietly: "Martial Uncle, are you unable to let go of my master's death, or are you simply unable to let go of the Sanyi Sect's reputation as a thousand-year-old orthodox sect, the title of the two peaks of the righteous path, and the name of the Daying Immortal?"