Xiuxian: I use magnetic fields to prove my truth

Chapter 382 Repaying kindness with hatred
Tan Qian glared at her second senior brother and said, "Don't flatter me now."

"We might all be dead by today, so no matter how much we praise them, it won't make any difference."

Yang Wenchang touched his nose helplessly.

The group stopped talking, quickened their pace, and headed towards Yuquan Mountain.

It took them a whole day to get back to the foot of Yuquan Mountain.

In the woods and along the main mountain path, they saw many men in black hiding among them, guessing that they were the wicked disciple's men. They immediately realized that the wicked disciple had already reached the mountain.

All five felt a chill in their hearts, fearing that their master had met with misfortune.

They didn't want to get entangled with those henchmen and slow down their pace, so they chose a hidden path and sped up the mountain from the back.

They first went to the place behind the mountain where Tan Qian often stayed alone, and found no signs of intrusion, so they were slightly relieved.

It seems that the wicked disciple has not yet fully taken over the Heavenly Blade Sect. If that's the case, then the sect leader must not have met with any misfortune.

The five quickened their pace and hurried toward the main hall where the Heavenly Blade Sect worshipped its ancestral master.

As soon as they arrived outside the main hall, they heard a series of sharp, clanging sounds coming from inside.

Accompanying this was the chilling, piercing aura of a blade.

These sword energies surged and crashed wildly, destroying the windows and doors of the Ancestral Hall.

A series of clattering sounds followed as the walls of the main hall collapsed, revealing the dusty statue of the patriarch inside, and Tan Yuan, his chest soaked with blood and his body hunched over.

Opposite Tan Yuan, a tall and imposing middle-aged man stood proudly.

"Master!"

The five people exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to help Tan Yuan.

When Tan Yuan saw the five people return, he was so alarmed that he coughed up a mouthful of blood and shouted, "Why are you back? Didn't I tell you to go far away?"

Hu Wending said, "Master's idea was wrong from the start. How could we abandon Master and run away? We might as well fight the enemy together."

Having said that, he turned to face the enemy, glaring at them angrily, and said, "Hu Dalin, your master raised you and taught you skills, is this how you repay your master?"

Hu Dalin laughed and said, "Shouldn't we repay him in this way?"

"Just now when I fought my master, I used the Heavenly Blade Sect's Lifeless Blade Technique."

“I defeated my master with the Wusheng Blade Technique, pushing the Heavenly Blade Sect’s blade techniques to a higher level. As my master, I should feel extremely gratified.”

After saying that, he glanced at his four former junior brothers, his eyes filled with intense jealousy and hatred, and said, "Back then, Master expelled me from the sect, but left you bunch of good-for-nothings."

"But I wonder what level you have reached now."

Hu Wending exclaimed, "That's exactly what I wanted to learn from you!"

As he spoke, he drew his precious sword from his waist and was about to rush forward to fight.

Yang Wenchang hurriedly said, "Senior Brother, today is not a contest of martial arts skills, but a matter of life and death. There's no need to talk about rules with him. Let's all attack together!"

After saying that, the remaining three men simultaneously drew their knives.

Hu Dalin stared at Hu Wending with a dangerous look and said coldly, "Hu Wending, you're the senior brother now. How can a piece of trash like you be someone else's senior brother?"

Very well, not only was he expelled from the sect, but the senior disciple was also replaced, as if he had never existed at all.

Hu Dalin's heart burned with rage, and he said, "Fine, you four pieces of trash, come at me all at once. I want to see how much of your master's teachings you've inherited."

Hu Wending shouted and attacked, and the four of them pounced on Hu Dalin together.

Tan Yuan was concentrating on regulating his breathing, hoping to recover from his injuries, when he heard the four disciples challenge Hu Dalin. He was immediately overcome with anger and his internal energy clashed, causing him to spit out blood again.

He trembled as he tried to call back his four disciples, but his internal energy was in disarray, and he couldn't utter a sound. Seeing her father's agitated expression and flushed face, Tan Qian felt her heart clench. She supported him and comforted him, "Father, don't worry. It's important to regulate your breathing. Your four senior brothers have made great progress in recent years, and they may not necessarily lose to that wicked disciple!"

After this brief delay, Tan Yuan's breathing stabilized considerably. He exclaimed, "It's no use! That wicked disciple has already entered the Divine Transformation Realm. Even if several of your four senior brothers were to join the Innate Realm, they still wouldn't be a match for him!"

Tan Qian was taken aback, and suddenly heard several screams.

Looking back, they saw that their four senior brothers had been blasted away by a sharp blade of energy.

All four men's precious swords shattered, and huge blade marks cut across their chests, almost severing them in two.

The four of them were thrown around Tan Yuan and his daughter, their faces ashen, unable to get up.

Tan Qian panicked immediately. She went to check on the injuries of her four senior brothers and was also concerned about her father's condition. She was anxious and heartbroken, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Hu Dalin looked at his master and junior brother lying on the ground with great satisfaction, feeling a sense of revenge.

"You are outdated."

Hu Dalin raised his treasured sword and said, "From now on, there will only be my Heavenly Blade Sect, Hu Dalin's sect. I will prove that I, Hu Dalin, am the true future of the Heavenly Blade Sect."

"What a wrong decision it was for my master to expel me from the sect."

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Tan Yuan.

As Hu Dalin's imposing figure slowly approached, Tan Qian felt a deep sense of despair.

At that moment, the strongest thought suddenly arose in her mind. She prayed in her heart, "God, do you really exist? If you can hear my voice, I beg you, don't let my father die, don't let my four senior brothers be hurt again. I am willing to pay any price!"

Suddenly, Tan Qian felt something strange happening to her.

A great will descended upon her.

If in the past she didn't have a clear concept of gods, only knowing that they were powerful beings, now she completely understands what gods are.

The will that descended upon her possessed a power she had never experienced before, as if it could split the earth open and pierce the sky.

"Master, it's time to set off."

Hu Dalin walked up to Tan Yuan and smiled.

Tan Yuan looked sadly at this disciple on whom he had once placed high hopes, and said, "This is a matter between the two of us. Don't involve your junior brothers and sisters!"

Hu Dalin thought for a moment and then smiled and said, "Master, I will not repeat the mistakes you made."

Tan Yuan's face immediately lost all color.

He understood what Hu Dalin meant.

He hesitated for a moment because of a moment of weakness, and failed to completely wipe them out, allowing Hu Dalin to make a comeback and eventually destroy the Heavenly Blade Sect.

To prevent the Heavenly Blade Sect from rising again, Hu Dalin will not make the same mistake again.

Hu Dalin raised his precious sword high and slashed down fiercely.

"do not want!"

The four disciples were furious, but could only watch helplessly as their wicked disciple's precious sword was about to strike their master's head.

"clang!"

A sound like metal striking stone rang out.

Tan Yuan was startled, realizing that the precious sword had not struck him.

He looked up in astonishment and saw a delicate white hand grasping Hu Dalin's invincible treasured sword.

(End of this chapter)