Pure Yang!

Chapter 399 Wu Qingnang of Weiyang! See you again at Zhenwu Mountain

It was a dark and windy night atop Refining Treasure Peak.

The thunder and lightning dissipated, the fire on the ground receded, the smoke and dust cleared, and everything returned to its original state.

The ancient treasure-refining platform was as smooth as a mirror, faintly reflecting the blurry night sky.

"Extreme movement leads to stillness; now is indeed the best time to act."

Just then, a dark figure appeared on Refining Treasure Peak, inside the ancient temple.

An Wuyang and the others were no longer there, and Zhang Fan followed Fang Changle down the mountain.

At this moment, the Refining Treasure Peak was as still and silent as a deep, cold pool, with no ripples, giving it the feeling of "the banquet is over and the guests are gone".

"The Purple Heaven Divine Decree Jade Seal!"

Under the dim candlelight, Mao Baiguang looked at the exquisite jade box enshrined on the altar, its surface gleaming with a warm glow.

A greedy, excited glint appeared in his eyes.

Mao Baifeng punished him by making him face the wall at the Cliff of Repentance, but unexpectedly gave him an opportunity instead.

Normally, he wouldn't even have the chance to come into contact with the [Purple Heaven Edict Jade Seal]. Now, everyone's attention is not on it. Most importantly, after the refinement of the treasure, the power of this seal has weakened to the extreme and has not yet fully recovered.

Now, everything is in order, and this treasure should rightfully belong to him, which can be considered a true pledge of allegiance to the core of the Wuwei Sect.

Thinking of this, Mao Baiguang's face became even more radiant.

Born into the Mao family, he faced greater pressure than anyone else. If it weren't for his limited talent, he wouldn't want to be a good-for-nothing playboy.

Not to mention, he also has an incredibly outstanding and dazzling older sister.

In comparison, he was utterly useless.

But things are different now. The Wuwei Sect has given him hope for advancement in his cultivation. If he can take another step forward, he can also achieve remarkable success and accomplish earth-shattering feats.

Let everyone know that he is worthy of the Mao family bloodline and is even more outstanding than his sister.

The flickering firelight cast a long shadow of Mao Baiguang as he walked to the altar and picked up the jade box.

"Um!?"

The moment he picked her up, Mao Baiguang's expression changed.

The portion is incorrect!

He abruptly opened the box, his pupils contracting sharply, only to find it completely empty; there was no trace of the [Purple Heaven Divine Decree Jade Seal].

call……

Outside the ancient temple, a mountain breeze blew by, casting a shadow that obscured the bright moonlight.

"Who?"

Mao Baiguang immediately became alert, covered the jade box in his hand, and turned around abruptly.

"Disappointed?"

A cold voice echoed within the ancient temple. In the flickering firelight, a familiar face came into view—it was none other than Mao Baifeng.

At this moment, she looked coldly at Mao Baiguang, her beautiful eyes filled with sorrow and disappointment.

"sister……"

Mao Baiguang's face trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

"I... I was a little curious, so I came to take a look and wanted to see this magic seal of Longhu Mountain."

A faint smile appeared on Mao Baiguang's face, but in Mao Baifeng's eyes, it was a pale and laughable smile.

“Little brother, you’ve really grown up. Why are you so childish?” Mao Baifeng shook his head and sighed.

"My Maoshan sect is one of the ten great Taoist sects in the world. You don't think that a treasure like the [Purple Heaven Divine Edict Jade Seal] is something that can be touched casually, or even taken out of the sect?"

Before he finished speaking, Mao Baiguang's expression changed slightly, and his lips moved.

"Perhaps the person behind you didn't really expect you to bring out this treasure. He might be toying with you, or he might just be testing... testing the limits and strength of Maoshan."

At this point, Mao Baifeng's eyes were filled with undisguised disappointment.

"Sister, what are you talking about? What do you mean by the person behind me? I'm just curious." Mao Baiguang suppressed the turmoil in his heart and pretended to be calm.

“From childhood to adulthood, what have you ever been able to hide from me? If I say you have someone behind you, then you have someone behind you.”

Mao Baifeng said coldly, "You're too deeply involved."

"sister……"

"When did you join the Wuwei Sect?"

Mao Baifeng's words rendered all of Mao Baiguang's prepared defenses speechless.

"When did you find out?" Mao Baiguang asked through gritted teeth.

"You think I don't know you're secretly replenishing your primordial spirit?" Mao Baifeng said sternly.

"I sent you to the Cliff of Repentance to reflect on your mistakes, not because of your usual arrogance and dissolute behavior, but because I hoped you would turn back from the brink. Who knew you would actually collude with outsiders and try to..."

Having said this, Mao Baifeng shook her head in disappointment and did not continue.

“Since you know everything, then I have nothing to hide anymore.” Mao Baiguang’s expression turned cold as he looked at Mao Baifeng, a complex look on his face.

“We are siblings from the same mother, so why is your aptitude so much higher than mine? I am a male member of the Mao family, yet I have to live in your shadow…” Mao Baiguang said through gritted teeth.

"I also want to be a good younger brother, and an outstanding successor of the Mao family..."

"But I can't do it."

Mao Baiguang clenched his fists tightly: "Sister, we are all cultivators..."

"Everyone says that Heaven is impartial, but why are some people born rich and noble while others are born poor? You are exceptionally talented, while I am of average talent..."

“Is this fair?”

"absurd!"

Mao Baifeng shouted sharply: "What you say and what you seek is the way of humanity, not the way of heaven."

"Human beings are driven by the pursuit of profit, while the Great Way is characterized by selflessness and without desire."

"The impartiality of Heaven is not the equality of cause and effect. The meaning of cultivation lies in breaking through the limitations of one's innate nature. The greater the limitation, the greater the tribulation. The greater the tribulation, the greater the achievement."

"You don't even understand this basic principle, yet you dare to speak presumptuously about the Way of Heaven?"

"Hehe, sis, I can't argue with you. In this world, the righteous are still respected. You're better than me, so I have nothing to say," Mao Baiguang grinned.

"You can take me back."

Mao Baifeng fell silent, not uttering a word, only coldly staring at her good-for-nothing younger brother.

Finally, after a long while, she shook her head and whispered, "Why take you back? Your very existence is a sin, and you will only bring shame to the Mao family."

Upon hearing this, Mao Baiguang's expression changed drastically, and disbelief and surprise welled up in his eyes.

"You want to kill me?"

"Your collusion with the Wuwei Sect is already a capital offense. If you live, you will become a stain on the Mao family," Mao Baifeng said coldly.

For her, whether Mao Baiguang confessed or not was completely unimportant. If he didn't confess, he would be a hidden danger; if he did confess, he would only become a stain on the Mao family.

Once he's dead, all the problems will cease to exist.

Compared to the individual, the lineage and tradition are the most important.

"Sister, are you really going to kill me?" Mao Baiguang asked through gritted teeth.

Rumble…

Before he finished speaking, a sharp burst of energy erupted, like a knife slashing towards Mao Baiguang.

A tremendous sound echoed within the ancient temple. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans seeped from Mao Baiguang's forehead. He turned his head to look, and a strand of black hair fell down. Three inches from his feet, a crack appeared on the ground.

"Get out, get far away, leave Jiangnan Province..."

"From this day forward, your surname will no longer be Mao!"

Mao Baifeng gritted her teeth; she still couldn't be completely detached from worldly affairs, and she couldn't bring herself to harm her own underlings.

"sister……"

"Get out!" Mao Baifeng shouted. Mao Baiguang's face tightened, he gave her a deep look, and then slipped out of the ancient temple and out of the mountain gate without looking back.

"The karmic debts between vengeful spirits and relatives cannot be unearthed!"

Just then, an old sigh echoed within the ancient temple.

Mao Baifeng's heart trembled, and a look of pain appeared on her beautiful face. Her body went limp, and she knelt down in front of the altar.

……

The night is darker.

Yujing City, Nanchao Yipin.

Mao Baiguang drove home. He knew that he was lucky to have survived tonight, but he could no longer stay in Jiangnan Province.

Fortunately, he still has businesses and influence in other places, and most importantly, he has the Wuwei Sect as a backup plan.

He still has a chance to make a comeback.

The victor is not to be blamed. As long as his cultivation surpasses that of everyone else, he can return.

"It seems you failed."

Back home, just as Mao Baiguang was about to turn on the light, a cold voice rang out inside the house.

Under the dim moonlight, a thin figure sat on the sofa, accompanied by intermittent coughing.

“Sheep!” Mao Baiguang’s eyelids twitched.

"You should know that the chances of success were already slim to begin with."

Mao Baiguang calmed down and said in a deep voice, "You knew all along that I would fail."

"I don't know, cough cough cough... But... it's worth doing anything as long as there's even a sliver of hope."

"A sliver of hope? Do you know how much risk I've taken? The price is too high," Mao Baiguang said through gritted teeth.

"Price? What price? Are you referring to yourself as the price?"

Suddenly, the cold voice laughed, a hint of mockery hidden in the laughter.

"You think too highly of yourself."

Upon hearing this, Mao Baiguang immediately became alert and subconsciously took a step back.

"What are you going to do? I...I still have value..."

"What value do you still have? You've already been exposed..."

"I……"

Mao Baiguang's expression changed drastically. He had just uttered the word "I" when his body trembled violently, and his primordial spirit involuntarily left his body and landed in the hand of the figure sitting on the sofa.

At the same time, Mao Baiguang's body visibly withered and decomposed, turning into a piece of cured meat in an instant.

“Exposed pieces can only be discarded.”

A cold voice echoed in the chilly room, followed by a sharp chewing sound, accompanied by the wailing of Mao Baiguang's primordial spirit.

A night breeze blew by, stirring the thin curtains, and the pale moonlight streamed in, illuminating the figure on the sofa. His face was ashen, and he looked sickly; it was none other than Wu Qingnang…

Wu Qingnang, President of the Jiangnan Provincial Daoist Alliance!
Wuwei Gate, Wei Yang Wu Qingnang!
……

The next day, in the morning.

The Mountain-Not-See Cafe.

Zhang Fan had made an appointment with Li Yishan. That afternoon, he would be taking a plane to Zhenwu Mountain to attend the disciple-acceptance ceremony of the Transcendental Master.

"You look radiant; have you had some good news?"

Upon meeting, Li Yishan sized up Zhang Fan and couldn't help but ask.

"I got a treasure last night," Zhang Fan said with a grin, looking down at his phone.

Yesterday, he slept with the [Black Gold Ancient Seal] in his arms and couldn't sleep all night.

"What treasure?" Li Yishan couldn't help but ask.

"I'll tell you later, I'll book the hotel first."

"You're going to attend the apprenticeship ceremony at Zhenwu Mountain. Aren't they providing accommodation there?"

"Who am I? I'm not an invited guest, why would they arrange accommodation for me?" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

For this grand ceremony, only invited groups and sects, or senior special guests, will be provided with food and lodging.

People like Zhang Fan, who are just observing the ceremony, can only make their own arrangements.

"You really aren't coming with me?" Zhang Fan asked casually.

"nonsense."

Li Yishan rolled his eyes: "Don't you even know what kind of occasion this is, or who I am?"

The grand ceremony for the acceptance of disciples by the Transcendental Master attracted countless experts. Daoist sects from all over the world, and even the Daoist Alliance, all sent people to offer their congratulations. There was no doubt that some powerful figures would be able to discern the resemblance between him and others.

It's like Uncle Hat is holding a big meeting, and he, a wanted criminal, goes to crash the party.

At that point, it won't be just joining in the fun, it will be walking right into a trap.

Li Yishan will become the most flamboyant character in the history of Wuwei Sect. If that happens, when it is passed down to future generations, he will be praised as "a tadpole with a frog tattooed on his body, are you showing off your mother?"
"Friend Daoist Zhang!"

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind him. Zhang Fan turned around and saw an old acquaintance.

"You are safe and sound!"

Zhang Fan was stunned. He hadn't expected that he would meet this successor of Zhongnan Mountain again today, just after taking advantage of him last night.

"It seems we're destined to meet again, fellow Daoist." Zhang Fan stood up and greeted him.

Yesterday, he had already heard from Fang Changle that Maoshan would be responsible for An Wuyang's losses.

Although Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, he still felt a little strange. He had a feeling that those old guys from Maoshan seemed to know something about his situation.

However, a wise person will not ask further questions.

“I happen to be in Jiangnan Province on some business,” An Wuyang said casually.

Jiangnan Provincial Highway Alliance and the Bujianshan Cafe are just across the street from each other.

"Fellow Daoist has acquired a new treasure, congratulations!" An Wuyang offered his congratulations, but his tone was indifferent.

Zhang Fan smiled awkwardly: "It's all thanks to you."

To be honest, he had no grudges against An Wuyang. Zhang Fan's feelings towards this disciple of Zhongnan Mountain were neither good nor bad.

Conversely, if An Wuyang hadn't generously gifted him the treasure, his [Black Gold Ancient Seal] wouldn't have been able to be upgraded to a Azure Feather Magic Treasure.

Therefore, Zhang Fan's "Thank you" was truly from the bottom of his heart and came from the bottom of his heart.

However, upon hearing this, An Wuyang's eye twitched involuntarily.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist will also be attending the Transcendental Master's Disciple Acceptance Ceremony, right?" Zhang Fan changed the subject.

Rumors are circulating that An Wuyang is a top candidate to become the last disciple of the Transcendental Master, so he naturally wouldn't be absent from such a provincial capital.

“Mm.” An Wuyang nodded.

"Then we'll meet again at Zhenwu Mountain." Zhang Fan smiled and winked at Li Yishan.

Although he had taken advantage of An Wuyang, he was in a good mood. He was mainly afraid that the other party would feel embarrassed, so he asked Li Yishan to leave.

"See you at Zhenwu Mountain!" An Wuyang said calmly.

"gone!"

As they spoke, Zhang Fan and Li Yishan headed for the door and left the Bujianshan Cafe.

An Wuyang's expression returned to calm. He looked away, watching Zhang Fan's receding figure, before his gaze suddenly fell on Li Yishan beside him.

"Human zodiac animal!?"

An Wuyang murmured softly, but a meaningful glint appeared in his deep eyes.

(End of this chapter)