Chapter 65 – Sect Grief
Huang Long touched his bag and looked at the Heng Yue Sect with a complicated expression. Dao Xu stood beside him and said, “Sect Head, there will come a time when we will reclaim Mount Heng Yue.”
Huang Long smiled bitterly and said, “The Purple Moon Sword was given to me by Ancestor Liu when I became the sect head. I told him that as long as the sword was there, I would be there, but now, what a pity.”
The red-faced elder named Ma said grimly, “Sect Head, the Xuan Dao Sect has a Nascent Soul cultivator. Not fighting him is the logical thing to do. There’s no need to feel regret about things like this. The cultivation world has always been like this. Back when the Heng Yue Sect was powerful, we did the same.”
Huang Long silently sighed and didn’t say a word.
Wang Lin sat cross-legged in a corner, staring at Mount Heng Yue. It all happened too fast, and he was still in shock, but he was even more worried about his parents.
After pondering for a moment, he still couldn’t shake off his worries. He was afraid that the Xuan Dao Sect disciples would go looking for his parents to seek revenge. Thinking of this, a cold light appeared in Wang Lin’s eyes. Although he didn’t want to kill people, if they wanted to harm his parents, he didn’t mind killing them.
Situ Nan proudly boasted, “This is the right way, Wang Lin. Hehe, you should have been like this a long time ago. It’s just killing people, what’s the big deal? I have 10,000 ways to make people wish they were dead.”
Wang Lin frowned and said to Situ Nan, “Killing people is not the solution to this problem. If I kill one person, there will be others, unless I kill all the disciples of the Xuan Dao Sect.”
Situ Nan continued to press him. “What’s so hard about it? I’ll teach you a technique, the puppet technique. Then, you can capture someone and turn them into a loyal puppet. How about it? With this, you’ll be able to live without worry.”
Just as Situ Nan finished speaking, the fat young man from the sword pavilion walked over to Wang Lin and sat down next to him. He smiled wryly and said, “Senior Brother, my name is Huang Dashan. In the future, please take care of this junior.”
Wang Lin glanced at the others, however, before he could answer, the black-clothed disciple named Zhang came over and said, “Huang Dashan, if you have time, you should cultivate more instead of asking others to take care of you.”
Huang Dashan smiled wryly and said, “The sect has already disbanded. Among the remaining core disciples, Senior Brother Wang Lin is the strongest. No matter how much I cultivate, I won’t be able to defeat him, so I might as well become his subordinate.”
Brother Zhang turned his head and looked at Wang Lin. He remembered the time when he had brought his three disciples up the mountain to undergo the sect’s entrance examination. He sighed silently and said, “Wang Lin, your progress is truly unfathomable. I truly admire you.”
Wang Lin smiled wryly, but was speechless. He had always held Brother Zhang in high regard. Brother Zhang was one of the few core disciples in the sect who not only never mocked him, but even encouraged him.
At this point, Lu Song walked up to the three of them, frowned, and said, “Zhang Dekun, we haven’t seen each other for a few years and you’ve finally reached the 6th layer. Do you still remember the promise from 10 years ago?”
Brother Zhang’s eyes lit up. He looked at Lu Song and said, “Of course I remember.”
Lu Song sighed. He sat down next to Wang Lin, patted Wang Lin’s shoulder, and said, “Wang Lin, the Heng Yue Sect only exists in name. I’m going to tell you something bad. If you stay in the Xuan Dao Sect, you’ll have a much better future than coming here with us.”
With that, he smiled bitterly at Brother Zhang and said, “Zhang Dekun, your stubbornness is still the same as ever. What use is that 10-year promise when the sect no longer even exists? Sigh.”
Wang Lin looked at Lu Song. He moved his shoulders away from Lu Song and said, “Isn’t big brother Lu Song also not staying at the Xuan Dao Sect?”
Lu Song shook his head and said, “Don’t call me big brother. According to the rules, I should call you big brother. Hehe, if I stay there, I won’t have a future, because I’ve offended too many people in the Xuan Dao Sect.”
Zhang Dekun said coldly, “Not only have you offended the people of the Xuan Dao Sect, you have also offended many people in the Heng Yue Sect.”
Lu Song raised his head. He looked at Zhang Dekun and sighed. “Little Brother Zhang, before I became a core disciple, I was a very hated person, but that was then. What’s the point of talking about it now? Back then, there was only one core disciple spot that year, and I had to help. I apologize, Little Brother Zhang.”
Zhang Dekun’s face remained cold and he didn’t say a word. During the competition for a core disciple spot that year, he fought one of Lu Song’s relatives. Before the fight, Lu Song appeared and injured him, causing him to lose the fight.
Lu Song told him that he was not sure he could find Lu Song in 10 years to fight again.
Lu Song said honestly, “Brother Zhang, I will try my best to make up for what happened 10 years ago, but, right now, the sect is in trouble, so we inner disciples must unite. Forget the disciples below the 5th layer. Among the four of us, Huang Dashan is at the 5th layer, Zhang Dekun is at the 6th layer, and I am at the 8th layer. So, you are at the 3rd layer, Wang Lin?”
Wang Lin saw everyone staring at him. He pondered for a moment, then answered honestly, “14th layer of Qi Condensation.”
As soon as those words were spoken, the three people next to him breathed in a cold breath. They all knew Wang Lin was strong, but they didn’t expect him to be this strong.
Lu Song’s mouth went dry. He smiled wryly and said, “Congratulations, Brother Wang. You’ll soon reach the Foundation Building stage. When that happens, I’ll call you Brother.”
Zheng Dekun stared deeply and intently at Wang Lin before sighing, while Huang Dashan’s eyes lit up.
The other inner disciples around him observed the four people closely. Some with sharper ears heard what Wang Lin said. Their eyes were filled with even greater respect for him.
Lu Song took a deep breath and said, “Senior Brother Wang Lin, from now on, we are the top disciples of the Heng Yue Sect. You will be the eldest senior disciple, I will be the second disciple, Zhang Dekun will be the third disciple, and Huang Dashan will be the fourth disciple. From now on, we should share our experiences and form a group. What do you think?”
Wang Lin pondered for a moment. Before he could say anything, Huang Dashan quickly said, “What second senior brother said is correct. That’s how it should be.”
Zhang Dekun hesitated for a moment. He nodded and said, “There should be a leader among the inner disciples. This will help the elders and save them from worrying too much.”
When Wang Lin saw that the other two had agreed, he nodded in agreement. He didn’t really care about this matter because he had other plans.
Just at that moment, Liu Wenju and the old woman opened their eyes.