I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1919 Wu Yanqing of the Dark Cloud Sect
"Ah? Sorry, sorry!" Jiang Luokui's voice was a little flustered and apologetic. She quickly stopped shaking her wrist, as if she was holding a hot potato. As she stopped moving, the originally clear and pleasant bell sound with a strange rhythm quickly disappeared into the air like clouds blown away by the wind, leaving only a brief silence.

In just such a short moment, the surrounding scene has changed dramatically. Most people, whether they are powerful elders or young disciples, have lost their balance as if they were hit by an invisible force and fell to the ground helplessly. Their faces were either filled with fear or pain. Obviously, the sound of the bell had a great impact on them.

Even several students in the same room were not spared. They curled up, covered their ears with their hands, and their faces were full of pain and helplessness, as if they were experiencing an unspeakable nightmare.

"Isn't this your first time using this magic weapon?" Liu Jun couldn't help but twitch his lips, with a look of surprise and helplessness in his eyes. He looked at Jiang Luokui, who was full of guilt and at a loss, and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy in his heart, and was deeply speechless.

Jiang Luokui's cheeks instantly turned red, like a ripe apple. She lowered her head, not daring to meet Liu Jun's gaze, and only nodded gently in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

This bell was given to her by the highly respected Wu Rendi Patriarch of Dan Sect for self-defense. The Patriarch only told her that when in danger, she only needed to shake the bell to resolve the crisis. However, the Patriarch did not tell her that this bell was actually a powerful group attack weapon. It did not distinguish between enemies and friends. As long as the bell sounded, no matter who it was, they would be affected by the strange rhythm.

At this moment, looking at the messy scene around him, Jiang Luokui's heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.

"Fortunately, there aren't too many casualties among our people." Liu Jun looked at several students who had fallen to the ground in the room, all of whom staggered to their feet, and said with a sigh.

"Stop, stop right there!" An urgent and majestic voice suddenly sounded, penetrating the noise. Although the person who spoke had not yet appeared, the voice was as clear as thunder, shaking the eardrums of everyone present.

Then, a burst of hurried and heavy footsteps accompanied by chaotic breathing came from far away, and a large group of people in uniform rushed into the already tense confrontation. They were wearing the dark blue uniforms unique to the Wuyun Sect, embroidered with complex cloud patterns, showing their identity and affiliation. The elders looked solemn, and the disciples were alert. Obviously, they had received some kind of urgent summons and rushed here in a hurry.

The middle-aged man in the lead was a little fat, with a look of anxiety and helplessness on his round face. The sparse hair on his head swayed gently in the breeze, making him look even more embarrassed. He was the leader of the Wuyun Sect - Wu Yanqing, a leader who was usually highly respected in the sect, but at this moment seemed a little at a loss.

As for Jiang Luokui and his men, when they saw that the Wuyun Sect's troops were swarming in, their hearts were immediately alarmed. They quickly adjusted their postures, holding their weapons tightly with both hands, with vigilance and hostility flashing in their eyes, as if they were ready to welcome a new round of battle at any time.

After all, the people from Wuyun City had just fought against them, and now the Wuyun Sect was their enemy.

"No, no, no, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Upon seeing this, Wu Yanqing quickly waved his hand to stop the elders and disciples who were ready to move behind him. At the same time, he quickly stepped forward, trying to close the distance with Jiang Luokui and others to eliminate the misunderstanding and hostility between each other. "Niece Jiang, it's me, Wu Yanqing, the leader of the Wuyun Sect! We are not here to fight, but there is a misunderstanding. I am here to resolve the misunderstanding."

There was a hint of sincerity and urgency in Wu Yanqing's words. He knew very well that the situation was on the verge of breaking out and that only communication could resolve this unnecessary conflict. The key point was that he really did not want to offend Danzong.

Others may not know, but Wu Yanqing knows very well that the fate of Wuyun Sect is hanging on Dan Sect's mind. If Dan Sect does not pursue this matter, Wuyun Sect can continue to survive on this land; and once Dan Sect really makes enemies with them, it only needs to say a few words to announce the severance of relations with Wuyun Sect, and then countless forces coveting Wuyun Sect's territory will rush in like wolves and tigers, completely devouring Wuyun Sect, and their territory will also become the property of others.

"Misunderstanding? Wu Yanqing, you still have the nerve to call me your niece?" Jiang Luokui's voice was filled with unquestionable coldness and anger. "If I hadn't been so alert, I would have almost died at the hands of those people from Wuyun City!"

Wu Yanqing frowned when he heard this, and scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze. Zhang Chenghan, the mayor of Wuyun City, who was lying on the ground, was confused and shocked at the moment. He muttered to himself: How could this little girl talk like this? She was almost killed? This was said lightly, and it was clear that the people of Wuyun City were almost killed by the people of Danzong!
“Zhang Chenghan!” Wu Yanqing roared in rage and pulled Zhang Chenghan up from the ground, his eyes flashing with rage. “Have you been blinded by greed? How dare you attack the people of Dan Sect? Do you know that your action will push our entire Wuyun Sect into an abyss of no return? You and your family will die without a complete body!”

Zhang Chenghan's face turned pale for a moment, whether it was because of the pain or because he thought of the consequences of this incident. His lips trembled, and he wanted to explain something, but he couldn't say a word. He knew very well that his offense to the people of Danzong was undoubtedly a betrayal of Wu Yanqing's trust, and even more irresponsible for the future of Wuyunzong. Wu Yanqing felt mixed emotions. Zhang Chenghan had saved his life, and because of this, he regarded Zhang Chenghan as his confidant and arranged for him to serve as the city lord of Wuyun City. However, the current situation made him feel extremely sad and disappointed.

"You...why on earth did you do this?" There was a slight tremor in Wu Yanqing's voice. He really couldn't understand why Zhang Chenghan would do such a stupid thing.

Zhang Chenghan lowered his head and was silent for a long time. Finally, he mustered up the courage to say, "Sect Master, I... I was confused for a moment. I thought... I thought they were disciples from other forces and didn't know their identities. I... I just wanted to repay the Ice Palace for a favor, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect to cause such a big trouble."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yanqing sighed deeply, frowning as if he was carrying a heavy burden. In his eyes that had experienced countless hardships, endless helplessness and worry flashed at this moment. He knew that things had come to this point, and pursuing responsibility would only add to the troubles and would not help. Now, what lay before them was a difficult road full of thorns - how to calm the anger of the Dan Sect, preserve the foundation of the Wuyun Sect, and prevent the hundreds of years of sect inheritance from being destroyed.

He slowly turned around, his eyes fell on Jiang Luokui who was standing beside him. This niece who had met him a few times before, had now become his biggest problem. Wu Yanqing's tone carried a barely perceptible pleading and deep apology: "Niece, this time it was indeed our Wuyun Sect that did something wrong. I apologize to you on behalf of Zhang Chenghan, and I am willing to bear all the consequences. I only hope that you can give Wuyun Sect a chance to mend its ways, for the sake of our past friendship."

However, Jiang Luokui's face was as cold as ice, and she showed no emotion at all. She stared at Wu Yanqing coldly, with anger and disappointment that could not be concealed in her voice: "I don't deserve it. Since your Wuyun Sect is so close to the Bing Palace and is willing to help the Bing Palace to encircle and kill our Dan Sect, don't talk about whether to apologize or not. We don't need it!"

Wu Yanqing's face changed slightly when he heard this. He knew very well that Jiang Luokui was no longer the innocent and kind little girl at this moment, but an important figure in Danzong. Her decision was related to the position and attitude of the entire Danzong. He sighed helplessly, knowing that it would be useless to argue any further.

"Come here, capture the people from the Ice Palace!" Wu Yanqing turned around immediately and ordered loudly. His voice was filled with unquestionable determination, as if he wanted to pour out all his anger and helplessness at this moment.

He now has no other choice but to capture the people from the Ice Palace and prove that the Wuyun Sect has nothing to do with the Ice Palace and that this incident is just a misunderstanding. Only then will he have a chance of survival.

Following Wu Yanqing's order, hundreds of elite disciples of the Wuyun Sect immediately took action. Like a black torrent, they quickly surrounded Mu Chuan and other people from the Ice Palace. Those elite disciples all had solemn expressions, holding weapons, as if they were ready to capture them alive.

The scene instantly became tense and depressing, with a strong smell of gunpowder in the air. Wu Yanqing stood aside, watching all this with a sharp gaze. He knew that this battle was related to the survival of the Wuyun Sect, and he had to make the wisest choice.

However, just when the two sides were on the verge of a fight, a sudden voice broke the depressing atmosphere: "Wait!" An old man in a green shirt slowly walked out of the crowd with a faint smile on his face, as if everything was under control.

Next to the old man in green, there was another old man in a spotless white robe. He walked steadily and exuded a faint and profound aura.

“Elder Bi!” When the people in the Ice Palace saw him, they immediately saluted in unison, their eyes filled with awe and respect.

"Elder Chen!" On the other side, the people of Danzong also bowed and saluted, their movements were uniform, with the exception of Liu Jun. He was slightly stunned, his eyes fixed on the old man in white robes, his face full of surprise.

"Hey? Elder Chen, why are you here too?" Liu Jun couldn't help but ask, with a hint of confusion and curiosity in his tone.

The old man in white robe is none other than Chen Shanhe, the famous alchemy master in the entire God Realm.