Chapter 112
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”The White Rainbow is the last arm of the Little Martial Uncle. As long as it is cut off, it won’t be long before this Qingxuan Sect can be completely controlled by me, Zhou Tong.”
Sect Master Zhou Tong said with a cold gaze.
”But what about the Little Martial Uncle…”
Jin Yue was still a little worried.
”Have you noticed？ After the Little Martial Uncle came back today, he drank a bit more.”
Sect Master Zhou Tong asked Jin Yue rhetorically.
Upon hearing this, Jin Yue was first stunned, and then said in surprise：
”Sect Master, do you mean that the Little Martial Uncle is actually also injured？”
Zhou Tong smiled noncommittally.
”But even if the Little Martial Uncle is injured, Sect Master, you and I may not necessarily be his opponents.”
Jin Yue was still a little worried.
When I was reading the relics left by the master last year, I found that when the Little Martial Uncle was learning that sword formula, he swore an oath to the grand master that under the premise that his life was not threatened, his sword must never be stabbed at his fellow disciples.”
Zhou Tong suddenly turned his head and said younly.
Upon hearing this, Jin Yue’s face suddenly lit up with joy, and the hanging heart in his heart finally let go.
He finally understood why the Sect Master suddenly decided to attack Fenglai Valley some days ago.
”Sect Master, leave this matter to me to plan fully. Even if that White Rainbow breaks through to the Demon Venerable Realm, as long as it is within the Qingxuan Sect, I will have a way to put it to death.”
Jin Yue said with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
”OK.”
Zhou Tong nodded.
”There is one more thing.”
Zhou Tong suddenly stopped Jin Yue again.
”Please give orders, Sect Master.”
Jin Yue nodded respectfully and said.
”According to the tradition of Qingxuan Sect, as a newly initiated disciple at the foot of the mountain, one must go down the mountain alone to complete a sect experience within three months.”
Zhou Tong looked at Jin Yue with deep meaning in his eyes.
”You want me to arrange an experience for that Xu Taiping？”
Jin Yue immediately understood the implied meaning of Zhou Tong’s words.
”Some time ago, a royal family in Baishu Kingdom at the foot of the mountain who had an affinity with Qingxuan came with a token and asked us to help him with a matter. Maybe you can assign this matter to that Xu Taiping to handle.”
Zhou Tong continued to say.
”The royal family of Baishu Kingdom, could it be the little princess of Baishu Kingdom？ This is a dead end.”
Jin Yue’s eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he nodded with a smile and said, “Subordinate will arrange it later.”
”However, subordinate has one thing that I don’t understand.”
He hesitated for a while and finally asked.
”Speak.”
Zhou Tong was in a very good mood at this moment, so he didn’t mind saying a few more words to Jin Yue.
”Why does Sect Master dislike that Xu Taiping so much？ Just because he is valued by Little Martial Uncle？”
Jin Yue asked bravely.
”Have you heard the word ‘extremes meet and monsters are born’？”
Zhou Tong asked rhetorically.
“Of course I’ve heard of it.”
Jin Yue nodded.
“The reason why there are distinctions such as white spirit bone, gold spirit bone, and sky spirit bone in the world is because this is the rule set by the Heavenly Dao. The white spirit bone should have the self-awareness of the white spirit bone and not attempt to challenge the laws of the Heavenly Dao. Otherwise, it will surely suffer harm, just like…”
When he said this, Zhou Tong paused, looked at the deep night sky again, and then continued： “Just like my senior brother Su Chan. Obviously, he was just an ordinary white bone, but he tried to challenge the laws of the Heavenly Dao. As a result, he brought great disaster to our Qingxuan Sect, causing our Qingxuan Sect to have to shrink to this corner until now.”
Upon hearing this, Jin Yue’s expression suddenly dawned.
He was naturally no stranger to the name Su Chan.
After all, back then, this name was an existence that the disciples of their generation in the Qingxuan Sect admired beyond compare.
More importantly, he was the only disciple of the little martial uncle.
Back then, although Su Chan had a white spirit bone, he was still extremely talented. Relying on his extraordinary perseverance and the unsparing cultivation of the little martial uncle, he finally defeated all the sword cultivators in the nine mansions with his white bone posture and took the seat of the sword chief of the nine mansions.
His popularity was unrivaled for a while.
If it weren’t for his final fall into magic, the position of the head of the Qingxuan Sect today would never have fallen to Zhou Tong.
At the same time, he was also very clear that the sect leader beside him had been insanely jealous of Su Chan back then, to the extent that he still couldn’t let go even to this day.
“This subordinate will definitely handle this matter well for the sect leader.”
Jin Yue immediately agreed.
“Regarding this matter, you don’t have to worry too much. Just give that brat some punishment so that he has some self-awareness and doesn’t be as arrogant as he is today. That bastard Zhao Qian may seem vulgar, but in fact he has a delicate mind. No matter how well you do, I’m afraid you can’t deceive him. You can’t push him to Ninth Uncle’s side because of this matter.”
Zhou Tong then exhorted again.
The relationship between the seven peak masters and the sect leader is actually very delicate, just like that of the emperor and the dukes and marquises in the secular world. Naturally, the emperor has the right to order the dukes and marquises, but he also dare not oppress them too much, otherwise it will cause a rebellion.
“Don’t worry about this point, Sect Leader. This subordinate’s arrangements will all be handled in accordance with the sect’s regulations. Even if that Zhao Qian notices something, he definitely can’t pick out any faults.”
Jin Yue smiled with confidence on his face.
“Go ahead.”
Zhou Tong nodded.
……
The same night.
The seventh peak, the residence of the peak master Zhao Qian.
“Little Martial Uncle, I was wrong.”
The bruised and swollen Zhao Qian knelt and sat on the cold ground, looking at the old man in front of him with a wronged expression.
The old man was none other than the junior uncle of Qingxuan Sect, Lv Daoxuan.
“Where did you go wrong? Let’s hear it.”
Daoxuan crossed his legs, ate the peanuts on the table with relish, and asked Zhao Qian with a smile.
“I, I shouldn’t, shouldn’t have been in such a hurry, in a hurry to make Xu Taiping worship me, worship me as a teacher.”
Zhao Qian said with a slightly trembling voice.
“Wrong！”
Daoxuan glared at Zhao Qian.
“Ah？”
Zhao Qian was a little confused.
Junior uncle, didn’t you beat me just because I wanted to make that Xu Taiping become a disciple tonight?
He asked Daoxuan in confusion.
Your mistake is that you shouldn’t have let that Xu Taiping worship you as a teacher at all!
Daoxuan glared at that Zhao Qian again with an expression of “you are just a pig”.
“Junior uncle, I don’t understand what you mean. If we don’t let Xu Taiping worship me as a teacher, are we going to find any random elder for him to become a disciple? That’s not appropriate. is it? Although Taiping only has a white spirit bone, this kid’s character, perseverance, and understanding is all excellent. I don’t want to waste this good.
Zhao Qian retorted.
“Letting him worship you as a teacher is a waste！”
Daoxuan also gave that Zhao Qian a white look.
“Then who should he worship as his master so as not to be wasted？ The sect leader？ Definitely not the sect leader. He has always looked down on those with white spirit bones, and Taiping previously offended him. There’s no way he would accept him as a disciple.”
Zhao Qian said to himself.
The sect leader of Qingxuan Sect has the right to select his favorite disciples from the seven peaks to worship him as their master, just like Ye Xuan on the first peak.
“Pa！”
Dao Xuan suddenly stood up at this time, kicked Zhao Qian, sending him flying and falling on his back, then pointed at Zhao Qian with a face full of grievance and confusion and said:
“You brat, are you really confused or just pretending to be confused？”
Saying this, he forcefully pointed to his own chest and said：
“Me, me, me！ Let him come and worship me as his master！”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qian did a carp flop and suddenly stood up from the ground.
“Little Martial Uncle, are you serious?”
He looked at Dao Xuan in disbelief.
