Pure Mind Chan Monastery! Master Xuanzhen!

The Yellow Wind Demon King made no attempt to conceal himself and sat down on the prayer mat.

It recounts in detail what happened in Qingzhou during this period, without concealing anything.

From the downfall of the Old Flood Dragon clan of the Canglan River to the successive killings of the Demon King of Yellow Wind Mountain, to the emergence of the Fourteenth Demon Suppression General in Qingzhou, and then to the deal between the Lady Musk from the Hundred-Thousand Demon Mountains and himself...

Xuan Zhen listened, his expression unchanged.

The Canglan River Water Dragon is dead? Just replace it with a new one.

Several Mystic Core Demon King were lost? Lost is lost.

Xuan Zhen's hand, which was holding the prayer beads, paused for a moment only after the last two sentences.

"My relationship with her was originally just a transaction. I took her Treasure Lotus and found her a hiding place. Now that the Treasure Lotus is in my belly, we could have settled everything."

"But somehow she was killed by the new Demon Suppression General of Qingzhou, and most importantly, she was connected to the Crimson Serpent Demon Emperor of the Hundred-Thousand Demon Mountains."

"I cannot bear the consequences of this disaster."

How could an old demon living in the barren Qingzhou possibly stand against someone who could carve out a title of Demon Emperor from the Hundred-Thousand Demon Mountains, a place teeming with ferocious demons?

Besides, Lady Musk's death had nothing to do with him.

Why should a dying mountain king take the blame for a dead, foreign witch?

Xuan Zhen raised his eyelids slightly and said calmly.

"You took her precious medicine and found her a hiding place."

"This cause and effect cannot be so easily absolved."

The Yellow Wind Demon King did not argue.

Right now, there's only one thing that matters: survival.

"The master is right."

It lowered its head slightly. "But right now, the most important thing is that Yellow Wind Mountain must not be eliminated by the Demon Suppression Division first."

"With Pei Xuance blocking the border, I need to preserve any opportunity to strike against Qin Lie; my Demon King are dying one after another, and I myself have only just recovered a little bit of life, not even had a chance to warm up yet."

"I can't handle these two."

Xuan Zhen listened intently, his expression indifferent.

To him, this plea for help was no different from the ones Yellow Wind Mountain had sent over the years; it was simply a request for his assistance.

Only six words caught his attention.

"The young Demon Suppression General."

Xuan Zhen raised his eyes, a look of doubt flashing in them.

"What general?"

The Yellow Wind Demon King replied, "The Fourteenth Demon Suppression General newly appointed Demon Suppression Division."

"Since being bestowed this title, he has successively slain the Core Illumination Demon King on the outskirts of Yellow Wind Mountain."

Xuan Zhen's fingers, which were twirling the prayer beads, slowed down. "Do you think he can compare to Pei Xuance?"

The Yellow Wind Demon King carefully considered his words.

Exaggerating would make me seem incompetent, while downplaying it might discourage the master from going.

In terms of skill level, they are not comparable.

"But he kills my Demon King extremely quickly and has a very high growth potential, making him no less of a threat than Pei Xuance."

"If we let him continue killing like this, Demon King of Yellow Wind Mountain will eventually be wiped out. Then, we won't be able to complete the task you entrusted to us: curbing the development of Qingzhou..."

The meditation room fell silent.

The smoke from the bronze incense burner was still rising in thin wisps.

Xuan Zhen didn't speak, but his expression gradually darkened.

He didn't care that the Demon King had been killed.

However, the appearance of a highly promising martial artist from Qingzhou forced him to take the matter seriously.

Qingzhou is located in a remote and extremely barren area, which is looked down upon by the major sects. Such a place was never going to amount to anything.

Back then, Pei Xuance amazed Cuiyun Circuit and almost caught the attention of the Capital.

Now another person has appeared.

On what grounds!?

How could Pei Xuance killed my disciple whom I considered my successor, allow such a figure to emerge in Qingzhou?

We can't let it grow unchecked!

The thought settled in his mind, but his face showed nothing.

"Is Pei Xuance still at the border?"

"Yes."

Xuan Zhen nodded slightly, a mocking smile appearing on his lips as he thought of Qin Lie, who had overestimated his abilities and played chess with him all night in order to protect Pei Xuance, only to end up in a dazed state.

"It's been a long time since I've seen an old friend; meeting with an old friend won't be considered taboo."

He murmured something, whether to himself or to someone else, it was unclear.

Under the rule of the Great Zhou Dynasty, cultivators from the Xuandu Abbey the entire realm. People of his cultivation level are not allowed to take the initiative to attack those of lower cultivation levels.

I acknowledge that my past behavior may have been somewhat excessive.

Fortunately, they were based in Capital, the capital of Tianshu Circuit, which made their oversight of Yunzhou, the capital of Cuiyun Circuit Cloud Province, somewhat weak.

Meeting with a Governor-General is also at the Dao-Infant Realm stage to catch up is perfectly reasonable on the surface and shouldn't give anyone cause for gossip.

"I'll go with you to Qingzhou to see an old friend."

"I won't help you with anything else."

Hearing this, the Yellow Wind Demon King felt relieved.

It's done!

Master Xuanzhen nodded, indicating that he would take charge of his own affairs.

This implies that he wants to stop Qin Lie, the Qingzhou Governor-General, so that he can fight Pei Xuance instead.

That would be wonderful!

Pei Xuance was a thorn in his side, just as he had always been.

Now that I've recovered some of my strength and am still at the Dao-Infant Realm, why would I be afraid of him?

Xuan Zhen stood up, his monk's robe brushing against the prayer mat, and walked straight out of the courtyard gate. The Yellow Wind Demon King followed cautiously three steps behind with his head down.

Just as I reached the courtyard gate, a figure walked towards me.

He was none other than Head Seat Jueshan of Pure Mind Chan Monastery.

Head Seat Jueshan wore a moon-white robe with gold trim, and had a kind and gentle expression.

His eyes were incredibly deep, first falling on Xuan Zhen's face, then moving past Xuan Zhen's shoulder to the withered figure behind him.

No matter how well the Yao Qi was concealed, it couldn't escape his discerning eyes.

He sighed softly.

"Xuan Zhen, haven't you let go yet?"

Xuan Zhen calmly replied, "A blood feud is not so easily resolved."

Head Seat Jueshan looked at him for a moment.

Put your palms together and lower your eyes.

"Amitabha."

Xuan Zhen also clasped his hands together and returned the greeting.

Thump--!

The clock struck again.

The chanting of Buddhist hymns drifted in from the direction of the main hall, wave after wave.

The bell tolled solemnly and far-reachingly, each sound landing on Xuan Zhen, on his faded monk's robe, and on his serene face.

But it did not diminish the fleeting hatred in his eyes.

On the other side of the corridor.

Head Seat Jueshan stood still, gazing at the two figures in the distance.

The tolling of the bell could not keep him.

Even the chanting of Buddhist scriptures couldn't keep him.

Over the years, that incident hasn't faded from his mind; instead, it has taken root and grown stronger, overshadowing everything else.

Until the two figures disappeared around the bend in the mountain path.

Head Seat Jueshan sighed softly.

"Xuan Zhen."

So many years have passed.

"Foolishness has long blinded your eyes."