Chapter 75: The Gathering Storm

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: The Gathering Storm

Chapter 75: The Gathering Storm

Having grown up in an official family, Lin Shuying was well-versed in military strategy from a young age. Therefore, she not only knew the importance of speed in warfare but also the need for foresight. Since leaving Changge Sect, she had not dared to rest and finally arrived at Baiyun Palace three days later.

She was greeted by Nangong Youwen, who had a worried look on his face. This loyal steward of the Nangong family had heard that Qin Wanshan had gone out to find help, but he did not expect to find a fourth-level female cultivator. Although she had a heroic air about her, Lin Shuying still saw the hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Before Lin Shuying could speak, Qin Wanshan quickly walked a few steps to Nangong Youwen’s side and whispered a few words. Only then did Nangong Youwen react and bow to Lin Shuying, saying, "So you are the young master’s confidante. I am so sorry for not welcoming you properly."

"Greetings, Senior Nangong." Lin Shuying returned the greeting and went straight to the point: "How many more people are needed?"

"What?" Nangong Youwen was slightly taken aback.

"I’m asking how many more troops we need if we want to defeat the Eighteen Venerables?" Lin Shuying was anxious, and her tone became somewhat sharp for a moment.

Nangong Youwen glanced at Qin Wanshan discreetly, and only after seeing the latter nod slightly at him did he speak: "At least eighty more sixth-level cultivators are needed."

Lin Shuying was startled. She was no longer as clueless about the situation in the lower realm as before, and of course she knew what the number Nangong Youwen mentioned meant.

As Lin Shuying was ushered into the main hall, many people looked her up and down. Lin Shuying followed Nangong Youwen through the hall with an air of nonchalance. It wasn’t until the two arrived at a secluded spot in the back mountain that Nangong Youwen stopped and whispered, "The young master doesn’t want us to die in vain, which is why we’ve been holding back. What are your plans, Miss Lin?"

Lin Shuying said confidently, "Let’s take it one step at a time. If Senior Nangong trusts me, I’ll trouble the disciples of Baiyun Palace to spread some news for me."

"What news?" Nangong Youwen frowned slightly.

Lin Shuying smiled slightly, then took off her bamboo hat, brandished the long sword in her hand, and said, "It can be exchanged for news of eighty sixth-level cultivators."

...

Half a month later, news of the war between Baiyun Palace and the old sword master spread like wildfire in the lower realm, becoming the most talked-about topic among many cultivators.

This was originally a battle with no suspense, until news spread that Qin Luo, the eldest disciple of Baiyun Palace, had comprehended the Six Insights, and people finally remembered that the former Sword God Qin Zheng had a son.

Ever since Qin Luo unleashed the Six Insights, countless sword cultivators in the world have yearned for it and flocked to Wutong Mountain to try to decipher its secrets. However, for many years, no one has been able to comprehend it. Now, Qin Luo, who has suddenly appeared, is blessed with the identity of Qin Zheng’s biological son and is the only cultivator in the world qualified to inherit Qin Zheng’s mantle.

As the news spread, it became increasingly believable. The various sects, who had originally intended to stand by and watch, have now quietly changed their attitudes. After all, the old sword master’s Langya Cave is known for gathering rare treasures from all over the world. If they take the initiative to show goodwill to Baiyun Palace now, they will certainly reap the benefits after Qin Luo wins.

First-rate sects such as Sanyi Academy and Huafang had already sent people to Baiyun Palace, only to find that the vast palace was deserted. After making inquiries, they learned that not long ago, the disciples of Baiyun Palace had quietly descended the mountain and headed straight for Guiyi Sect. This resolute attitude made people even more convinced of the rumors that Qin Luo had comprehended the Six Views. The head of Sanyi Academy made a decisive decision and immediately sent people to search along the direction of Guiyi Sect, hoping to catch a glimpse of Nangong Youwen.

Over the years, under Nangong Muyun’s covert arrangements, Baiyun Palace had already annexed many sects. Once the old sword master is killed, the once-powerful Baiyun Palace would inevitably become a top-tier sect.

However, many sects were still willing to believe in the old sword master’s strength. Although Lin Shuying’s plan was clever, it pushed some neutral sects to the old sword master’s side amidst the covert clashes between various forces.

Therefore, although the lower realm of the Glazed Realm was currently experiencing undercurrents, it was becoming increasingly distinct.

Led by Baiyun Palace, the Sanyi Academy, Qingyun Sect, Huafang, Sifang Hall, Modao Sect, and the former members of Guiyi Sect had begun to unite their forces, and hundreds of troops were getting closer and closer to Guiyi Sect.

On the other side, the New Unity Sect, led by the old sword master, along with other major sects such as the Golden Crow Hall and the Lingyun Palace, had also begun to rush to provide support.

A major battle between sects was about to erupt, but Qin Luo, at the center of this huge upheaval, was frowning and staring at the Empress across from him in the Princess’s residence in the capital, without saying a word.

His worst fears came true.

What he thought was a family matter had now involved hundreds of sects and countless cultivators. Having been taught by Qin Zheng since childhood, he naturally did not want this war to affect innocent people.

"Shuying is doing this for your own good..." Jiang Qingyu was interrupted by Qin Luo as soon as she opened her mouth.

"I know."

"That’s how it is in the lower realm. They always find excuses to stir up trouble. Even if you fight alone, you can’t avoid some people with ulterior motives cheering you on. You’re too young. Although you have exceptional talent, you can’t escape the intrigue and backstabbing among the various sects in the lower realm."

Seeing that Qin Luo’s expression was not good, Jiang Qingyu continued.

"Even without this incident, they would find other reasons to start a war between each other. What you need to do now is to improve your own strength and subdue the forces that are now willing to join the White Cloud Palace."

Qin Luo nodded upon hearing this. He figured Lin Shuying would take care of the second thing Jiang Qingyu mentioned, so all he had to do now was focus on his cultivation. Only after winning would he be qualified to think about the next step.

...

Guiyi Sect.

During this period, with the tacit approval of the old sword master, Bodhi had almost used Nangong Muyun as his sexual release tool. However, to his dismay, no matter how he humiliated this white-robed sword immortal, she still looked aloof the next day.

"This Lin Shuying does resemble you somewhat from back then."

The old sword master sat by the window, looking at Nangong Muyun in front of him.

"The Eighteen Venerables have misjudged the person," Nangong Muyun said coldly. Given Lin Shuying’s current progress, the Eighteen Venerables would definitely become cannon fodder in this battle of revenge when Qin Luo made his move.

"Do you think I’d care?" the old sword master laughed.

"It’s good to have some excitement, so you won’t be alone on your journey to the underworld."

The old sword master welcomed all the sects that had recently joined the New Unity Sect without hesitation. For him,

overcoming his inner demons was the most important thing. He wanted soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals. Lin Shuying and Nangong Youwen’s group might be able to fight the Eighteen Venerables to a standstill, but in the old sword master’s eyes, they were nothing more than ants.

Nangong Muyun stood up and looked at the vast expanse of white snow outside the door. She then heard the old sword master behind her mutter to himself, "Qin Zheng has been kind to me. I will try my best to spare Qin Luo’s life."

These words made Nangong Muyun laugh out loud. She turned to look at the old sword master and said, "Qin Luo should be saying these words to you."

The old sword master laughed heartily and stood up, saying, "I’ve heard that the saints of the upper realm seem to like Qin Zheng very much. If I become a saint, won’t I be ostracized?"

"Do you know the difference between you and Qin Zheng?" Nangong Muyun’s voice was still as soothing as ever, but these words were extremely grating to the old sword master.

"Your vision is still too narrow, only able to contain yourself, while Qin Zheng’s heart can encompass the whole world."

You will never be as good as him.

Even if you break through the six views, you still can’t compare to him.

His true energy instantly gathered, and the old sword master could no longer suppress his anger. He took a step forward, about to attack Nangong Muyun, but then he saw that the mockery in her eyes had intensified.

"You can’t kill me."

With a change in expression, the old sword master’s gaze swept over the tattoo on Nangong Muyun’s chest, and he withdrew his true energy from his palm. Without uttering another word, he coldly snorted and left the room.

Nangong Muyun returned to the window and looked out for a long time before finally letting out a silent sigh.

A cold wind swept by, blowing a few stray strands of hair across her forehead, and through the transparent icicles under the eaves, a stunningly beautiful face was reflected.

Amidst a blanket of white snow, Guiyi Sect in winter was breathtakingly beautiful.

"The New Year is almost here..."

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