"Let’s not interfere with affairs in the Secret Realm..." Unexpected words, unexpected people, and... attacks too swift to guard against.
The decisive strike from behind interrupted Zhuge Longsu’s action of manipulating the Haqi River and inflicted serious injuries on him.
"Mr. Lu, what are you doing..."
"Lu Qingzhu, you..."
"This..."
...
The sudden upheaval caught these usually calm and composed instructors off guard, causing them to forget to capture the traitorous dean who had attacked them.
"I did nothing much, just made the power struggle in the Literary Arena a bit fairer," Lu Qingzhu said with a sinister smile, taking over Zhuge Longsu’s role in manipulating the Haqi River.
The Haqi River of the Mountain River Academy, like those Great Formations that protected sects, had several people at the highest level with corresponding authority. The person with the highest authority, the dean, ca first, followed by a few others with lesser authority, held by the instructors of the sa generation as Zhuge Longsu.
Under the manipulation of Lu Qingzhu, the Haqi River unfolded into a canopy covering the entire Mountain River Academy, sealing it off from the outside world, no longer permitting free entry or exit.
"Hahaha..." With continuous laughter, Lu Qingzhu soared up, landing next to Ming Rui, "Zhuge Longsu is still seriously injured and unable to manipulate the Haqi River again. The rest have authority equal to mine and can’t change my commands in a short ti. Mountain Master ng at the peak is still in seclusion and will not notice the turmoil here. Gentlen, the entire Mountain River Academy is now isolated from the outside world; nothing from within can reach the outside anymore."
Zhuge Longsu tried to manipulate the Haqi River again to restore it to its original state, but his injuries were so grave that as soon as he moved his True Qi, the pain in his ridians twisted fiercely, and the True Qi recoiled, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood, leaving him powerless to continue.
After all, he wasn’t of the Divinity Realm. Although with the blessings of the Haqi River, he could easily defeat Ming Rui of the Divinity Realm, his own Realm was at the True Pill Realm. Focused entirely on manipulating the Haqi River, Zhuge Longsu was vulnerable to Lu Qingzhu’s surprise attack and, despite his higher Realm, still sustained life-threatening injuries due to the calculated ambush.
The Haqi River required the operation of powerful True Qi to resonate with it. In his current state, Zhuge Longsu simply couldn’t manage it.
A wounded Zhuge Longsu staggered, almost falling. Fortunately, Ouyang Yan, who was quick to react, supported him, preventing him from making a fool of himself in front of his enemies and the Academy disciples.
Leaning slightly on Ouyang Yan, Zhuge Longsu raised his trembling fingers, pointing at the now opposing Lu Qingzhu and asked with a quivering voice, "Senior Brother Lu, why... would you do this?"
Lu Qingzhu glanced sideways, seemingly unable to face Zhuge Longsu’s accusation, showing a hint of sha, and said with a sigh, "Junior Brother Zhu Ge, I was just afraid of dying.
Do you rember forty years ago, when Zhu Xiping ca to challenge Master ng at the Academy with his Direct Disciples? At that ti, Zhu Xiping’s most valued disciple, Wang Jingyang, was insolent, insulting Master ng. In my anger, I confronted him.
It was here, on the Righteous Qi Square..." Lu Qingzhu’s face showed reminiscence, "Wang Jingyang had mastered Zhu Xiping’s teachings well. Though I was older by a few years, I was not his match. To win, I had to take a risk. So, I took a chance, took his three palm strikes, and returned one to his head. That strike killed him on the spot.
But I too didn’t get off easy. Those three palm strikes from Wang Jingyang also left on the brink of death, saved only by Master ng’s aid. Nevertheless, although Wang Jingyang was dead, his remaining True Qi was entangled deeply with mine, you within , and I within you, growing with my True Qi, to the extent that even Master ng could not separate it.
For forty years, I’ve been like a man possessed by the ghost of Wang Jingyang, fighting day and night to preserve my life. But I’m just a mortal, I really can’t hold on any longer, so I could only..."
"Shut your mouth, Lu Qingzhu, how dare you utter such shaless words!!!" soone next to Zhuge Longsu burst out angrily.
The man had white hair and beard and seed very old, but his back was still straight as a bamboo, ageing only seed to make his spine tougher and more robust, never bending his back. His na was Ning Ling, the oldest among ng Shanhe’s surviving disciples.
Ning Ling’s hair and beard bristled with anger as he pointed at Lu Qingzhu, his voice thundering with rage: "Afraid of dying? A Confucian disciple, especially a descendant of our Confucian lineage, is afraid of dying? What a great joke, a joke!!!
That our Daoist Orthodox, handed down by the sub-saint who spoke of ’sacrifice for righteousness,’ would betray the Academy out of fear of death, is indeed a great misfortune for the Mountain River Academy and a great misfortune for the Confucian Order. Lu Qingzhu, you simply do not deserve to be called human!!"
As an longstanding warrior of the Divinity Realm, ng Shanhe lived from the ti of the Great Zhou to the present. His initial disciples had passed away with ti, making Ning Ling the oldest of the current disciples. In terms of Martial Arts, Ning Ling was not the strongest, and due to age and physical decline, his Realm was nearly receding to the Divine Origin Realm.
However, when it cos to the integrity of a scholar, Ning Ling could be said to be the foremost among the current disciples of ng Shanhe in terms of martial controversy. As a young man, Ning Ling often received teachings from elder brothers who had experienced the fall of the Great Zhou: Confucians, sacrifice for righteousness, never yielding even in the face of death. This was the spiritual legacy left by the people of the Great Zhou who dared to stand in front of the unstoppable rise of Daqian and struggle against it.
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