Chapter 94: 94. The Wind and Waves Settle

The wind passed through the holes in the broken house, wandering freely within, blowing across Li Kongshan’s pale face and Mo Yue’s trembling brow in anger. As Wen Ping’s figure disappeared from the doorway, Mo Yue shifted his gaze to the wall of the house.

The splendid buildings of Cangwu City gradually came into view, and similarly, he knew that now half of Cangwu City could see the house that had been breached.

He really wanted to kill Wen Ping to restore his dignity and that of the Hundred Sects Alliance, but he dared not act.

Of course, it wasn’t that he feared being killed alone, but rather that everyone here might be killed.

He finally understood why Wen Ping was fearless, why even the Hundred Sects Alliance was undeterred. Behind this Immortal Sect stood a powerful figure–a yellow dog that had transformed into a Great Demon.

With a single move, it left not even the bones of several cultivators who had reached the Body Refining Twelfth Layer, as they all turned to ashes.

Even in his prime, he couldn’t achieve that.

“Senior?”

At this moment, Li Kongshan’s voice weakly sounded from the side.

Mo Yue immediately turned a cold eye towards him, his gaze filled with burning anger, as if it would erupt in the next second. That glance made Mo Yue’s entire mind buzz, and he collapsed to the ground.

His already pale face lost even the slightest hint of blood.

Li Kongshan crawled back a few steps and quickly spoke up, “Senior, spare me, I didn’t know things would turn out like this. It was Senior Han Zhiyu who instructed me to do so, it was Extreme Realm Mountain who directed me.”

Now, Li Kongshan dared not lie any longer, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed all the truths.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yue trembled with anger.

If what Li Kongshan said was true, then Wen Ping was knowledgeable in medicinal cuisine and truly came to save him.

And what about him?

He believed Li Kongshan’s one-sided words and forged a deadly enmity with someone who could save his life!

Mo Yue stomped his foot, and the ground beneath him immediately sank, and then he coldly uttered, “From this day on, you are no longer part of the Hundred Sects Alliance. If I ever see you again, I’ll swallow you alive!”

Hatred!

Anger!

Both swirled around Mo Yue.

These words were spoken with a murderous tone, as he clenched his fist, hesitated for a moment, and finally released his grip.

Downstairs.

Mo Lin saw Wen Ping walking towards him and took a few steps back, narrowing his eyes, “Sect Leader Wen… today’s events are caused by that Li Kongshan’s instigation, not the fault of our Hundred Sects Alliance… please, halt your actions…”

Speaking, Mo Lin swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Then his gaze fell on the yellow dog, understanding why his black panther hid in the grass like a terrified dog that day.

Because this seemingly ordinary, slightly silly farm dog is truly a Great Demon.

Wen Ping did not respond to his words, he only glanced at the path blocked by Mo Lin ahead and said, “I need to leave, and you want to stop me?”

“No…”

Mo Lin turned his head, realizing that he was standing on the path to leaving the branch. Right behind Wen Ping, he quickly waved to those behind him, and everyone immediately stepped aside to clear a path.

Once Wen Ping departed, Mo Lin watched his retreating figure and sighed, glancing upwards at the pavilion.

The breached house faced the street openly, with unknown numbers of onlookers outside.

Frustration was natural, but he could only feel helpless.

Because that yellow dog is a Great Demon, after all.

After the tumult had subsided for half a day, much discussion arose within Cangwu City, as the “home” of the Hundred Sects Alliance was smashed, sparking great curiosity among half the city’s dwellers, much like the excitement when the Immortal Sect Master Hall was previously demolished.

The chatter among village women about this event took precedence over discussing Aunt Ma next door having a rendezvous last night.

Of course, the discussions among Cangwu City folks varied greatly, as the Hundred Sects Alliance declared that someone broke through a realm, causing the house damage. So talk about it came to an ambiguous end.

Of course, these were stories to tell later.

After leaving the branch of the Hundred Sects Alliance, Wen Ping headed to the Yang Family, where Yang Zongxian hosted Wen Ping again, yet his attitude unknowingly shifted.

What was once respect for his identity transformed into pure reverence for power.

He ordered for clothes to be loaded onto the carriage, meanwhile refusing payment from Wen Ping, even proposing to join the Immortal Sect’s ranks.

He offered half of their earnings to the Immortal Sect as long as they safeguard the Yang Family and ensure peace.

It’s worth noting that, even during the peak of Immortal Sect, the Yang Family had never become a vassal family. Because behind them were Huaikong and his friends, they did not fear suppression from sect forces.

But now, suggesting becoming a vassal family was an unprecedented move. Additionally, it signified an annual income of ten thousand gold flowing to the Immortal Sect.

However, Wen Ping did not accept it.

He had no intention to accept any vassals for now.

Moreover, Huaikong was also unwilling to agree to this, though the reason was unclear. Despite these feelings, he felt immensely guilty, and when he bid farewell to Wen Ping at the Yang Family, he bowed to Wen Ping ninety degrees.

“Sect Leader Wen, today’s mishaps were all my fault. I shouldn’t have asked you to save Mo Yue.”

Seeing Huaikong’s apologetic expression, Wen Ping responded with a smile, seemingly unconcerned, “Senior Huaikong, there is no right nor wrong to define, and I’m quite pleased with how things unfolded. Since my parents were taken, I’ve always wanted to show others the strength of the Immortal Sect, and here we are, the perfect opportunity.”

However, Huaikong’s remorse was not relieved by Wen Ping’s response nor his nonchalant attitude.

Wen Ping may not care, but he knew that a sect losing the protection of the Hundred Sects Alliance struggles to survive in East Lake. Most importantly, it would become a target for both the Hundred Sects Alliance and other affiliated sects.

In time, whichever enemy invades, if they are incapable of fighting back, the Hundred Sects Alliance will immediately send reinforcements.

At that juncture, they become the focus of all aggression.

Having a Great Demon protect the sect, yet it’s still hard to withstand the myriad powerful figures behind the Hundred Sects Alliance. Huaikong dared not imagine the final outcome, which is why he advised Yang Zongxian against becoming a vassal family.

He didn’t wish to see the Yang Family become embroiled in this vortex.

Wen Ping, at this time, was unaware of Huaikong’s thoughts, but upon noticing Huaikong’s visibly worried expression, he said, “If there’s nothing further, I shall take my leave. Until we meet again.”

With that, Wen Ping intended to board the carriage.

Huaikong immediately called out to Wen Ping, then took out an object from his breast pocket, it was a jade, “Sect Leader Wen, this is a token from a Great Demon friend of mine, should you face a life-threatening moment, just crush it, he will arrive within half a day. Just mention my name, and he will assuredly safeguard the Immortal Sect.”

“No need, keep it for yourself. The Hundred Sects Alliance wouldn’t bother with a Starless Sect like mine.”

So saying, Wen Ping returned the object, internally shaking his head with helplessness, glancing at the Mountain Dog Haha and the blue flame-burning Evil Spirit Knight beside him.

Meanwhile, after being stripped of his Steward position, Li Kongshan dragged his broken-arm body to the Kao Shan Sect. Kneeling in the Main Hall, before Kao Shan Sect Leader Wan Mo and Han Zhiyu. Yet, facing them was an unfamiliar youth seated upon the Golden Throne of the Kao Shan Sect Leader.