Martial Arts, the Little Master of the Ancient Tomb, Becomes Stronger When You Drink

71: Chapter 71 Killing Wang ChongyangThe Quanzhen Daoist Priest’s heart skipped a beat as he sensed everyone’s thoughts. His eyes darted around, and he quickly stepped forward, saying, ”This subordinate would never dare to betray the Prince. I ask the Prince to investigate clearly.”

Kublai Khan did not speak, merely watching the Quanzhen Daoist Priest in silence. For a moment, the tent was deathly still, the atmosphere oppressive to the extreme.

Cold sweat gradually broke out on the Quanzhen Daoist Priest’s forehead, and his heart hammered so wildly it felt as if it would leap out of his chest.

As the seconds ticked by, the Quanzhen Daoist Priest finally broke. With a ’thud’, he fell to his knees. ”Prince, this subordinate guarantees with his life that this matter was absolutely not the work of my Quanzhen Sect.”

For over ten years, by relying on Kublai Khan, he had risen within the Quanzhen Sect to a position nearly equal to that of The Seven Quanzhen Masters.

It could be said that Kublai Khan held his entire life in his hands; how could he possibly dare to betray him?

Wouldn’t that be like looking for a stone in a latrine—simply seeking death?

Kublai Khan smiled and stabbed the short blade in his hand into the mutton. ”This Prince naturally knows of Daoist Master Tang’s loyalty. However, as for the others in the Quanzhen Sect, this Prince cannot say.”

Tang Shan understood Kublai Khan’s meaning perfectly. Swallowing hard, he said, ”Seven days! I ask the Prince to give this subordinate seven days. Within seven days, this subordinate will definitely recover all the gifts.”

”Good, seven days it is.” Kublai Khan sliced off a piece of mutton and ate it. ”Then this Prince shall wait here for Daoist Master Tang’s good news. I hope Daoist Master Tang does not disappoint me.”

”This subordinate takes his leave!” Tang Shan stood up and cupped his hands.

Having received permission, he turned and walked out of the tent.

Stepping out of the tent, a gust of cold wind blew past, and only then did Tang Shan realize he was already soaked to the bone.

Tang Shan did not dare linger and hurried toward Zhongnan Mountain.

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Six days passed quickly.

In a kitchen on Zhongnan Mountain, Tang Shan exclaimed in a low voice, ”What? Still not found?!”

Beads of cold sweat trickled down Tang Shan’s forehead. He was frantic with worry and asked urgently, ”What about those two treacherous disciples?”

The young Daoist replied, ”Master, there has been no news of the two Senior Brothers so far.”

Tang Shan’s fists clenched tight. How could he not know where the problem lay by now?!

In the Quanzhen Sect, only he and his few disciples knew about the gifts.

Now that those two treacherous disciples were missing, the information must have been leaked by them.

But at this point, who leaked it no longer mattered.

With only one day left, it was impossible for him to find the gifts.

When the time came, even if he hid in the Quanzhen Sect and avoided Kublai Khan, if the people of the Quanzhen Sect found out he was colluding with the Mongols...

They would certainly not tolerate him. At that point, death would be his only path.

Tang Shan’s eyes darted about frantically. As time slowly slipped away, he suddenly thought of something, and his gaze landed on the direction of the Chongyang Palace.

A glint of sinister cunning flashed in his eyes.

Immortal Master Chongyang, I am sorry, but I only wish to save my own life.

”Xiaowu, go fetch a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.”

”Yes, Master.”

Noon.

Tang Shan carried a bowl of noodles and slowly walked outside the Chongyang Palace. ”Old Sect Leader, the meal is placed here.”

Tang Shan slowly set the tray down, but when no response came, he pulled a pre-prepared red invitation from his sleeve. After a pause, he said, ”Old Sect Leader, a woman in white just gave me an invitation, saying I must personally deliver it to the Old Sect Leader’s hands...”

Before Tang Shan could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a gust of strong wind that blew his hair and robes backward.

When he regained his senses, a figure had appeared before him at some unknown moment, and the red invitation was now in that person’s hand.

Seeing the person before him, Tang Shan hurriedly bowed. ”Greetings, Old Sect Leader.”

Wang Chongyang said nothing. Taking the invitation, he turned and went back into the Chongyang Palace.

Seeing Wang Chongyang’s reaction, Tang Shan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed his guess was correct; the Old Sect Leader truly did admire Sect Leader Lin of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

In that case, the invitation he forged...

Inside the Chongyang Palace, looking at the invitation in his hand, Wang Chongyang’s heart was somewhat agitated.

A woman in white?

Was it Chaoying?! Or the maid who was by Chaoying’s side back then?!

It has been ten years; is Chaoying finally willing to contact me?!

With an excited heart, Wang Chongyang opened the invitation with trembling hands.

[Tomorrow at the hour of Chen, I shall wed my Master. Alas, the Ancient Tomb is lonely and without guests, so I specially invite Immortal Master Chongyang to come and have a cup of wedding wine. — Su Xuan]

Seeing the handwriting on the invitation, Wang Chongyang was momentarily stunned.

The content hit him so hard his mind went blank.

That brat from back then wants to marry Chaoying?!

A disciple marrying his Master?! This...

Coming to his senses, an unnamable fury rose within Wang Chongyang, becoming impossible to suppress.

For ten years, Wang Chongyang had sat alone in the Chongyang Palace.

His state of mind had long since become exceptionally extreme. Seeing the content of the invitation...

Wang Chongyang actually forgot to discern the truth of the content. In his rage, he crushed the invitation to powder and vanished from the spot in a flash.

”Clack.”

The doors of the Chongyang Palace suddenly swung open, and Wang Chongyang flew out, heading toward the back mountain.

After Wang Chongyang left, Tang Shan emerged from the shadows. As his heart finally settled, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt.

How could a disciple possibly marry his Master? He really knew how to make things up!

But as long as it worked, it was fine. He had smeared poisonous powder on that invitation that could stimulate one’s emotions.

When the time came, a conflict between the Old Sect Leader and the Ancient Tomb Sect would be inevitable.

Ordinary poisonous powder would naturally have no effect on a Master like Wang Chongyang.

But this powder was something he had obtained with great difficulty; no matter your strength, it was like an aphrodisiac—without venting it, it was impossible to dispel.

The Prince had always wanted to control the Quanzhen Sect, but because he was wary of the Old Sect Leader, he had never taken further action.

Now that the Old Sect Leader had been lured to the back mountain by him, he would go find the Prince and bring men to take control of the Quanzhen Sect.

Then he would wait for the Old Sect Leader and Sect Leader Lin to both suffer losses...

Heh heh, the gifts are gone, so he could only use this to save his life...

A light breeze blew, bringing a chill. Tang Shan regained his senses, a cold smile appearing on his lips as he looked in the direction Wang Chongyang had gone. With a leap into the air, he ran down the mountain...

On the other side, inside the Ancient Tomb.

Su Xuan was teaching Gongsun Lüe swordplay when he suddenly heard an angry roar from outside the Ancient Tomb, ”Su Xuan, get out here and face your death!”

The voice sounded somewhat aged, yet it was infused with powerful Internal Energy that echoed throughout the entire Ancient Tomb.

In the next moment, the figures of Lin Chaoying and Mu Tingxue appeared beside Su Xuan.

Gongsun Lüe also stopped her sword and looked at her Master in confusion.

Little Dragon Girl, who was halfway through peeling a grape, asked in confusion, ”Junior Martial Uncle, who is that person outside? Do they have a grudge against you?”

Su Xuan frowned. Listening to the voice ringing in his ears, he felt it was strangely familiar, yet he couldn’t recall who it was...

Before Su Xuan could figure it out, Lin Chaoying pulled him toward the exit of the Ancient Tomb. ”We’ll know once we go out and look. Anyone who wants to kill my disciple, I’ll slaughter them first!”

Mu Tingxue and the other girls quickly followed, their longswords appearing in their hands at some point.

Outside the Ancient Tomb, the jealous fury in Wang Chongyang’s eyes was unconcealed. Just as he was about to shout again, the doors of the Ancient Tomb suddenly opened.

He saw Lin Chaoying, whom he had been pining for, pulling a man out of the Ancient Tomb in a menacing manner, followed by three other women.

Although ten years had passed and Su Xuan’s stature and appearance had changed, Wang Chongyang recognized him at a single glance.

Seeing Lin Chaoying and Su Xuan’s tightly clasped hands, the fury in Wang Chongyang’s heart grew exponentially.

Unable to restrain himself, he roared, ”Su Xuan, how are you worthy of marrying Chaoying?! Die!!”

Before the words had even finished falling, Wang Chongyang leaped into the air, charging toward Su Xuan with his longsword.

Hearing the words in his ear, Su Xuan’s expression became somewhat odd. Before he could think it through, Lin Chaoying’s gaze sharpened, and she swung her longsword horizontally.

Then, a sword light soared into the sky, and Wang Chongyang’s body suddenly froze in mid-air.

A bloodline gradually appeared from the top of Wang Chongyang’s head, through his brow, nose, and mouth; he was forcibly split in two from the middle.

Then he fell straight to the ground, his life force extinguished.

Lin Chaoying did not strike often, but when she did, it was with her full power.

The gap between the Heavenly Human Realm and a Great Grandmaster was unimaginable.

Since Wang Chongyang had not made a Breakthrough to the Heavenly Human Realm, he could only be killed in a single strike.

As if still feeling unsatisfied, Gongsun Lüe’s pretty face bore a look of disgust. She stepped forward to Wang Chongyang’s corpse, took out a bottle of Corpse-Dissolving Water from her robes, and cursed while pouring it,

”Bad man, Master is so good, and you actually wanted to kill him?! Go to hell!!”

With a series of ’sizzling’ sounds, Wang Chongyang’s corpse dissipated into the air.

This series of actions was so swift that except for Su Xuan, no one had even seen clearly who the intruder was...

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