Patricide of the Master, Betrayal of Teacher and Ancestors! (Ninth Update)

"Daoist Xuan Shu, you want to kill your own master?"

Lin Xuanshu wanted to kill Lin Shouzhen?

Lin Shouzhen was no nobody. A Daoist of Maoshan's Shou generation and a pillar of the previous generation of Daoism, his Daoist Arts were profound, his talisman craft was nothing short of miraculous, and his name was renowned for slaying demons and vanquishing evil.

Now his own eldest direct disciple had marked him for death.

Of those present, only Chu Tian, whose mind had not yet fully cleared, kept his head down and fiddled with the corner of his robe. The other five's pupils contracted when Lin Xuanshu spoke.

In Daoist tradition, master and disciple were like father and son, a bond even weightier than blood.

A master passed on teachings, imparted skills, dispelled doubts, and guided his disciple through the gates of cultivation.

Killing one's master meant betraying teacher and ancestors. It was a grave crime that invited Heavenly Retribution and Daoist punishment, and would bring the whole of Daoism hunting the culprit to the ends of the earth.

"Did I hear you wrong?" Li Xiang asked again. "You just said you want to kill your own master?"

Lin Xuanshu sat upright in his chair. Under everyone's gaze, he did not look away.

"You heard me." His voice was clear, yet cold to the bone.

"I intend to kill my own master, Lin Shouzhen."

"Why?"

Haitang straightened in the seat of honor. Her languid allure vanished, replaced by gravity in her beautiful eyes.

This was no small matter.

Someone of Lin Shouzhen's stature could set the whole world stirring with a single tug.

Killing Lin Shouzhen meant thrusting a stick into the hornet's nest of Daoism.

"Without a reason that convinces us, we won't get involved," Haitang said coldly.

Lin Xuanshu ignored