Capturing Wang Yuyan, Founding My Own Sect

"Duan Yu, do you know that you are about to go to the Yellow Springs!"

Murong Fu, dressed in flowing white robes, appeared before Ye Zhuo with a folding fan in hand.

He appears imposing and gentlemanly, but in reality, he harbors deadly intent.

Qiao Feng in the North, Murong in the South.

Although Murong Fu was no match for Xiao Feng, he was still a top-tier First-Rate Expert in the martial arts world who came closest to being Peak Expert.

In the past...

Ye Zhuo still needs to fight and witness Duan Zhengchun's injury in a dangerous situation before he can truly master the Six Meridian Divine Sword and defeat Murong Fu.

At this moment, Ye Zhuo had mastered the Northern Mysterious Divine Skill, the Heaven and Earth Great Shift, the Six Meridian Divine Sword, Lingbo Weibu to their fullest extent.

Three hundred years of combat experience and martial arts achievements have instilled in Ye Zhuo a fierce fighting spirit.

"I've waited three hundred years for this day!"

"You petty scoundrel, why don't you say you've waited a thousand years!"

Murong Fu moved swiftly and struck out with his palm.

Little did they know that their family's unique skills, besides the Star Shift, also included the Canhe Finger.

He didn't truly master anything; he only grasped a few tricks and imitated others.

Rather than devoting all his life's achievements to the Yan Kingdom.

It would be better to study martial arts; otherwise, you'll end up achieving nothing.

Bass!

Ye Zhuo easily dodged using the Lingbo Weibu.

With his ability to "Future Vision," it was impossible for him to be hit by the mere Murong Fu.

"So fast!"

Murong Fu was startled and pointed a finger back.

Unexpectedly, Ye Zhuo also used a finger!

However, the two had vastly different finger strengths.

Murong Fu's attack was merely similar to the One Yang Finger Skill, relying on his internal energy and finger technique to win.

Ye Zhuo directly used the Six Meridian Divine Sword to release the Northern Mysterious True Qi through his fingertips.

Although many people have said that the Six Meridian Divine Sword is not a laser.

In Ye Zhuo's hands, however, it was like a real laser.

A beam of true energy transformed into a straight sword aura and shot out, instantly appearing in front of Murong Fu.

Bass!

He dodged, thinking he had escaped, but unexpectedly, a bloody hole was still blasted into his left arm.

Murong Fu is injured!

Ye Zhuo, though seemingly from a great distance, relied on powerful true energy and the Six Meridian Divine Sword, making it far more potent than any real divine weapon!

"My lord, let them repay you in kind!"

Someone shouted from the sidelines, and Wang Yuyan also turned her eager gaze towards them.

She didn't understand. Shouldn't Young Master Duan have held back at times like this in the past?

Why are you being so fierce today?

"The Star Shift!"

Murong Fu saw Ye Zhuo strike again with a finger, which transformed into a sharp sword aura, ready to take a life from three zhang away.

Then he remembered his family's secret technique, "Star Shift and Changing the Universe," which was different from "Heaven and Earth Great Shift." To achieve power comparable to Creation itself, one needed to master the secret techniques of others, or else one would need extraordinary abilities to transfer the attack into another's body.

In an instant, a wisp of sword energy was slightly distorted, but Ye Zhuo's true energy was too strong, far exceeding Murong Fu's limit, so how could he move it aside?

Whoosh!

Blood splattered from his right arm, and a cold glint appeared in Murong Fu's eyes.

If this continues, he'll be completely ruined!

In an instant, his hair became a mess, and a murderous aura emanated from him.

"Court death!"

With his arms powerless, he could only use his better right hand to pick up the longsword and use his swordsmanship and movement skills to attack.

Have you ever heard of the "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles" technique?

"Um?"

Murong Fu had already reached Ye Zhuo, but the latter remained motionless, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"As long as the Six Meridian Divine Sword releases enough attacks in an instant."

It can be like Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles.

To achieve coverage attacks.

As Ye Zhuo spoke, his palm left afterimages at an extremely fast speed.

An invisible sword aura erupted, instantly engulfing Murong Fu entirely.

"Ah!"

Murong Fu thought to himself, "I am doomed to die today."

Duan Yu, that lecherous fellow, who usually pretends to be harmless and shameless, is surprisingly ruthless today.

Were we just pretending to be weak to take advantage of others all along?

"Stop hurting people!"

Just then, a masked man appeared and tried to save Murong Fu.

Upon his appearance, he unleashed the Star Shift with internal strength far surpassing that of Murong Fu.

While attempting to dodge using movement techniques, try to redirect the sword energy as much as possible.

Unexpectedly, Ye Zhuo was determined to kill, so how could he allow Murong Fu to be saved?

"The Heaven and Earth Great Shift!"

Swish!

The attack, which had been diverted, was redirected towards Murong Bo, the man in black.

The other half of the attacks were directed at Murong Fu.

"Not good!"

The man in black Murong Bo, stopped in his tracks in the blink of an eye.

He himself was injured, and his arm was bleeding profusely.

Murong Fu had dozens of bloody holes pierced all over his body, including between his eyebrows, in his throat, and in his heart.

Dead beyond dead!

The first part of the mission, defeating Murong Fu, is complete!

Bang!

A corpse fell into the pavilion, and Murong Bo's eyes widened in surprise.

"Fu'er!"

"Fuck your grandpa!"

Ye Zhuo was speechless. "You old codger, what are you pretending to be, acting all high and mighty?"

Don't you know I'm cheating?

"You're asking for it!"

Murong Bo glared at her fiercely, but Ye Zhuo's expression changed.

"We must escape!"

He took a step forward, using the Lingbo Weibu to dodge Murong Bo's attack, and appeared in front of Wang Yuyan and the others who were about to leave.

"You killed my cousin!"

Wang Yuyan stared blankly at Ye Zhuo, who had already Ye Zhuo.

Everyone looked over and saw that the young master Duan from Dali was actually threatening a weak woman, and their expressions changed accordingly.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong?

No, that's not right. Even Murong Fu was just killed.

So why is that?

"Girl, trying to escape? Not so easy!"

Ye Zhuo had now completed the second part of the mission.

"Give me back my son's life!"

Murong Bo attacked again, unleashing his Canhe Finger technique!

"Are you crazy? I'm going to absorb all your internal energy later, so get lost first."

Ye Zhuo dodged the attack with a Lingbo Weibu a martial arts technique), and then unleashed the Six Meridian Divine Sword, knocking off Murong Bo's black mask and leaving his hair disheveled and scattered.

At that moment, the old man finally saw his face clearly.

The abbot of the temple was even more astonished.

"Such powerful internal energy!"

Murong Bo thought to himself, "If I had been a little slower to dodge, I would have been killed."

How on earth did this kid cultivate such powerful internal energy?

"I am Ye Zhuo. From this day forward, I establish my own sect and accept Wang Yuyan as my disciple!"

Ye Zhuo?

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yu'er, how could you change your name and surname!"

"Duan Yu nothing but a shell. From this day forward, my name Ye Zhuo!"

"You want to become a monk?"

Upon hearing Ye Zhuo's words, Duan Zhengchun already had a thought.

The Duan Clan has a history of members becoming monks; it's just a matter of time.

Ye Zhuo, however, sounds like someone who is bald.

"Why should I become a monk? I consider Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms as my home."

Ye Zhuo was not familiar with his father.

It was clear that Wang Yuyan was courting death.

"My cousin is dead, so why should I live?"

"Want to die? Don't even think about it!"

Ye Zhuo controlled his strength and knocked Wang Yuyan unconscious with a single chop to the neck.

"You cannot become a monk. Your uncle has decided to pass the throne to you. When you return, you will inherit the throne!"

Duan Zhengchun spoke earnestly and patiently.

"Really? To be the emperor? That's fine, but from now on you can just call me Ye Zhuo."

"Alright, alright, whatever you say."

Duan Zhengchun was already exhausted; he didn't want to keep feeling anxious and fearful.

"Duan Ye Zhuo?"

"Only Ye Zhuo!"

"Alright, alright! Treat it as a new character."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Ye Zhuo had already heard the system notification.

Mission accomplished!