The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 175 A Night of Murder in the Storm
The night was dark and the shadows of the trees swayed. The cold, biting wind blew incessantly across the land, and a fierce howling sound filled the air from all directions, giving the faint impression that a storm was brewing.
"Shh, shh...!"

In front of an ancient courtyard with indistinct outlines, several figures as black as ink suddenly appeared. Each light step they took created a faint echo, making their faces indistinguishable against the chaotic night.

"Boss, if there's nothing else, we'll head back now! Remember to get some rest!"

"Alright, you two must be tired today, go home now...!"

As autumn winds blew across Anhui, two disciples, one fat and one thin, both looking exhausted, bid farewell to the man in blue robes before quickly turning and heading straight down a side path.

"The performance of these two guys today was somewhat beyond my expectations!" Watching their departing figures into the night, the man in blue muttered to himself, "Rest? I'm afraid I can't rest!"

These people were Feng Ling and his group, who had just returned from the dueling arena.

Today's chaotic battle started at 11:45 and ended at 17:30, lasting for nearly three hours, or six hours!

Anyone would get tired! Even the spectators in the audience were exhausted, let alone Zhu Bupang and his companion who had shone brightly on the battlefield.

Ninety-one ranking tokens!

With a final score of 91, the Fengling team ranked second among the top ten teams and successfully earned a bye.

Of these, apart from Ye Hui's thirty tokens and the few tokens that Feng Ling and Kuang Tu took for show, the remaining nearly sixty tokens were accumulated by Zhu Bupang and his companion!
One can only imagine how much hard work and sweat they have put in today...

"A dark and windy night... a night for murder!"

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the hair that was flying in the wind gradually became disheveled. When the man in blue entered the courtyard, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the smile that he made revealed a strangely charming aura.

Inside the dueling arena...

"Whoosh, whoosh~...!"

A kind-looking old man darted out from a dark passage below, first looking up at a floating stone platform facing the night sky above the dueling arena.

In the pitch-black night sky, a flickering light appeared, and the sounds of laughter and conversation could be faintly heard coming from it.

The kind-faced old man raised an eyebrow and revealed a smile. Suddenly, he leaped into the air, hundreds of meters into the sky. His flowing robes gave him an air of otherworldly grace...

"Sect Master, everyone has left!"

As soon as he set foot, a laugh and two jugs of sake were the first things that came into Elder Liu Yidao's senses.

Then, an old man and a young man were seen sitting at a stone table inlaid with several sparkling gems, leisurely drinking wine. On the stone table were several steaming, exquisite dishes.

This is such a comfortable life!
The kind-faced old man couldn't help but mutter to himself that apart from the annual disciple competition, he was never this leisurely on ordinary days, having to guard this dilapidated dueling arena most of the time.

Where would they find the energy to care about food and drink, which are meaningless to advanced spirit masters?

To be precise, once you reach the intermediate level of a Ghost Spirit Master, you can fast for a short period of time. As long as you have the power of ghosts and gods to sustain the energy expenditure of one meal, you can go four or five days without food or water without any problem.

However, most intermediate-level ghost spirit masters still maintain the habit of eating only one meal a day. After all, they have only just begun to abstain from grains. To reach the level of completely detaching themselves from worldly affairs, they not only need to work hard to improve their cultivation, but also need to go through a long period of adjustment.

"Yidao, you're back? Quickly find a place to sit down!" Feng Tianjue nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Immediately afterwards, without any visible movement, a pot of clear wine appeared out of thin air and was casually tossed by Feng Tianjue into the hands of the kind-faced old man who had taken his seat.

"Sect Master, how did your chat with Brother Ling go?" After taking a few gulps of his wine, Elder Liu Yidao couldn't help but ask, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Ask him yourself!" The man in the purple-gold crown did not answer the kind-faced old man directly, but instead pushed the question to the withered old man who was eating some wine and snacks.

"Cough cough...!" Upon hearing this, Ling Weiyun's clone immediately put down his chopsticks and wine, and recounted to Elder Liu Yidao the anomaly he had discovered earlier and the plan he had discussed with the Jade Purity Sect Master.

"What!? There are... as many as sixty evil spirit masters lurking among the inner disciples?" After a while, the kind-faced old man's eyes flickered with uncertainty, and his expression grew increasingly grim.

If that's true, it's terrifying! How many inner disciples are there in total? Each and every one of them is the hope of the sect, yet more than a tenth of those hopes have been taken by evil spirit masters!

"Sect Master, please reconsider! You mustn't kill him! You mustn't kill him!"

Killing so many people at once is enough to throw the middle ranks of the Jade Purity Sect into chaos!
In my opinion, it would be better to imprison them all first, and then persuade and educate them after the competition is over and all the high-level evil spirit masters have been eliminated.

Perhaps, we can even persuade them to abandon evil and embrace good!

Elder Liu Yidao was heartbroken, his old eyes reddening. He suddenly stood up from beside the stone table and formally clasped his hands in a plea to the man in the purple-gold crown.

Then, his two old legs bent, and he knelt down without hesitation. Gusts of cold wind whistled past, constantly blowing the white hair at the old man's temples. The scene was eerily quiet.

"Elder Liu, what are you doing? Please get up quickly...!"

This unexpected turn of events caught both of them off guard, and they were both deeply moved. After a moment of stunned silence, the man in the purple and gold crown immediately stood up and stepped forward.

"Elder Liu, what do you mean by this?" He reached out to help the kind-faced old man up, but found that a powerful force, neither strong nor weak, shook his hands away.

"Sect Master, if you disagree, then I will end my old bones here!"

Upon hearing this, the withered old man, who had already stood up, suddenly felt dizzy and his mouth twitched, almost causing him to fall down again.

Knowing the other party's stubborn temperament, the man in the purple-gold crown trembled, immediately withdrew his hands, and took two steps back in a daze.

"Sigh...! Yidao, why did you do this to yourself!" Then, looking up at the pitch-black night sky where not a single star could be seen, endless sorrow flashed in Feng Tianjue's eyes.

Lost in thought, he murmured, "As the sect leader of the Jade Purity Sect, do you think I wouldn't feel saddened to learn that so many inner disciples are about to be lost?"
No! In my heart... there is also suffering!

I know. You can't accept this right now! Even I couldn't accept it when I looked at the list Elder Ling reported.

But the responsibility I bear constantly reminds me that the greater good must always come first! No matter how plausible the hypothesis may seem, there can be no mercy when dealing with evil spirits!

After his words, apart from the long echo that lingered in the dueling arena, the scene fell into a deathly silence once again. Even Ling Wei's clone, who had been standing aside and acting as an "outsider," lowered his head and frowned in deep thought.

"It's really hard to choose between the overall perspective and the actual situation! However, as long as there's no fatal threat, the overall picture seems to be more important!"

The Jade Purity Sect Master and Elder Liu Yidao were both acting from the same standpoint, and their initial ideas were not wrong. However, their starting points differed slightly.

"Can these evil spirit disciples really be reformed through teaching?" The withered old man chuckled softly, asking himself the question in his heart, before immediately dismissing it: "No! Old habits die hard, it's absolutely impossible!"

After eliminating those highly skilled evil spirit masters lurking among the core disciples and elders, the lack of a leader might force the evil spirit master disciples in the inner sect to submit, but this would only be temporary!

From the time Weiyun Sect encountered the evil spirit masters led by Heishui Tu, all the way to the time when Bai Jiang Baiwu was in the city of Sunset City, and the two deacons Yuan Xing and Yuan Ba ​​in Shili Slope, which one of them wasn't a ruthless and cunning person?

Especially Yuan Ba, even though he ultimately lost his life, he never compromised with Feng Ling.

In the end, none of the more than sixty people were truly repentant. Ling Weiyun's clone dared not say for sure, but he inadvertently learned that the evil spirit master organization had conducted strict brainwashing on its members whose cultivation level was below the legendary realm!

Therefore, expecting them to turn back is nothing short of wishful thinking!
Of course, for a responsible elder like Elder Liu Yidao who "cherishes talent as if it were his own life," what he values ​​most are actually the young age and excellent aptitude of his disciples.

"But Sect Master, perhaps they still have...!"

"One cut is enough...!"

Before the word "save" could be uttered, the man in the purple-gold crown suddenly roared angrily, startling the kind-faced old man who was halfway through his sentence.

"Have you forgotten Elder Wu's lesson from back then?"

Seemingly realizing that his emotions had spiraled out of control, the man in the purple-gold crown immediately regained his composure. He first glanced at the withered old man beside him out of the corner of his eye before looking at the kind-faced old man and letting out a soft sigh.

"It was my recklessness; I beg the sect leader's forgiveness!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Liu Yidao trembled violently, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly lowered his head, clasping his hands in apology to Feng Tianjue.

"Alright, you're only doing this out of good intentions, considering the future of the sect. Now, get up quickly!"

As Feng Tianjue turned and sat down, he let out a helpless sigh. The kind-faced old man thanked him and immediately stood up.

"Elder Wu...!? Could it be that there was some hidden story between the Jade Purity Sect and the Evil Spirit Master..." The withered old man frowned, his mind racing, but he remained outwardly calm.

"Why are you still standing? Sit down!"

Seeing the two old men in front of him standing there in a daze, the man in the purple-gold crown immediately uttered a somewhat annoyed voice.

So, the two elderly men, having come to their senses, sat down rather awkwardly.

"Brother Ling, please review the list carefully again. Please, please, don't let any of them be wrongly killed."

As soon as he sat down, he saw the kind-faced old man looking at him with a very serious expression. The withered old man's lips twitched, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Ahem~, don't worry! These names all went through Elder Ling first, and then through this sect master."

We both carefully selected them together; there's no mistake!

Upon receiving the pleading look from the withered old man, Feng Tianjue first helplessly shrugged, then immediately tried to smooth things over, deliberately emphasizing the words "this sect master."

"Haha~...!"

The other two were taken aback at first, then the three of them looked at each other, and the smiles in their eyes were all visible. Finally, they couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.

"Alright, anything can happen, we should go!"

After laughing for an unknown amount of time, the man in the purple-gold crown, who was the first to stop, looked up at the dark night where the wind was gradually picking up, and seemed to be thinking of something, so he couldn't help but sigh with a sense of melancholy.

"Sect Master, it's getting late. Why don't you and Brother Ling stay overnight at the dueling arena tonight? That way you won't have to run around tomorrow!"

Elder Liu Yidao warmly invited them to stay, and just as the Jade Purity Sect Master was beginning to think that there was some truth to it, someone suddenly jumped out to argue.

"Ahem~, Yidao! Not to criticize you, but your dueling arena doesn't even have a decent private room. If you expect the sect leader and me to sleep on any stone platform like you do... we can't do that!"

These words were so blunt that the kind-faced old man's eyes widened in surprise, and a blush of embarrassment appeared on his ugly old face.

"Is that kid Feng Ling any good? Should I go and lend a hand...!?"

After the banter ended, before the withered old man and the man in the purple-gold crown left, Elder Liu Yidao, still feeling uneasy, couldn't help but throw out a remark that left the two speechless.

"Looks like we can't stay here tonight!"

Watching the two figures disappear from sight, the kind-faced old man immediately turned around, glanced at the night sky where the wind was howling, and then leaped off the stone platform.

Who says there are no private rooms in the dueling arena?

Elder Liu Yidao snorted coldly in his heart, quite displeased, and strode to the aisles behind the VIP seats.

Then, without even looking...

Randomly, I chose one!
"Pitter-patter, pitter-patter...!" Not long after the group left, raindrops unexpectedly began to fall from the sky, pattering softly.

"Boom, boom...!" Immediately afterwards, a strong wind arose, lightning flashed and thunder roared, tree trunks swayed wildly in the wind, and the long-brewing storm finally arrived.

……

Autumn wind in Anhui...

"It's time to take action!"

On the eaves, battered by the heavy rain, a man with a cold gaze murmured something to the lightning, his handsome face, veiled in black, appearing and disappearing amidst the raging wind and rain.

At this moment, Feng Ling was fully armed from head to toe. First, he wore a black outfit that covered his body completely, and then he carried a curved, deadly short knife, looking incredibly cool!
"Swish, swish...!"

After a few tiptoes, the black-clad man's sinister figure vanished without a trace, and no one knew how many lives he would take with him.

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Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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