Am I the old man who's always by my apprentices' side?

Chapter 201 Peach Blossom Sect

Peach Blossom Sect is located beside Peach Blossom Stream in Shennong Mountain. Although this place is not famous, it is a place of outstanding natural beauty. A poet from a previous dynasty even wrote a poem praising it: "Thousands of peaks and valleys are countless, and rare herbs and secluded flowers are rarely seen. Secluded springs linger beside the rocks, their sprays like pearls and jade, mingling and gurgling."

The leader of the Peach Blossom Sect was a martial artist with only a seventh-rank cultivation level. However, this leader of a medical sect was not the white-bearded old man that others imagined. Instead, she was a young woman who was not yet thirty years old and named Qin Yingyue.

At Qin Yingyue's age, a seventh-rank martial artist in his early twenties could be considered a promising young man in the martial arts world, but as the leader of a sect, he was indeed somewhat lacking.

So when Zhong Hui and the others arrived at the Peach Blossom Sect one after another, competing in their ability to shrink the distance between people, they witnessed a unique martial arts battle.

The white-clad woman at the head of the group, with a resolute expression, led seven or eight people dressed similarly and covered in blood, in a fight against a group of gang members wearing gold-embroidered fur robes.

Zhong Hui was one of the first to arrive. He hid behind a rock and secretly clicked his tongue in amazement. He complained to Sun Ping, who had followed closely behind him, "Good heavens, they wear fur coats in this weather, don't they feel hot at all!"

Strictly speaking, wearing this fur robe isn't for showing off, but rather it's like wearing a layer of leather armor, which is very beneficial for "damage reduction" during chaotic battles. Besides, the Shennong Mountain area is in the mountains, so the wind is still a bit chilly.

Even so, wearing fur in the middle of summer is indeed a bit absurd.

Before he could finish speaking, the leader of the group dressed in fur robes turned around and stared intently at Zhong Hui, whose face was only half visible. He shouted sternly, "Where did you come from? The White Dragon Gang is on a mission. Bystanders, get out of the way at once! Otherwise, don't blame my sword for being blind!"

Zhong Hui ignored the man and instead turned to Sun Ping, asking, "White Dragon Gang? What kind of sect is that? I've never heard of it before."

Sun Ping shook his head to indicate that he didn't know either.

He was born in the eastern part of Xiao Kingdom and didn't really know much about the martial arts world in that area.

Qin Jiang, who had rushed over, seemed to know everything about it. He said between breaths, "I know, it's... huff, it's a small gang a few dozen miles to the north. Their methods... tsk!"

As he spoke, he shook his head in disdain, then said to the two of them with a hint of resentment, "How come you two ran so fast? My cultivation level should be higher than both of yours!"

Zhong Hui was already quite familiar with the others, so he immediately rolled his eyes and teased, "Higher my foot! We're all at the first level of Qi Refining, how much higher can you be? Don't blame the road for being uneven if you're not good enough!"

The group's oblivious conversation thoroughly enraged the White Dragon Gang, who were locked in a fierce battle with the Peach Blossom Sect. The leader of the gang shouted "You're asking for death!" and then turned and swung his sword at the boulder they were leaning against.

This person seemed to have a high level of martial arts cultivation. His true energy was released and formed a scorching red "shell". A large area of ​​crimson flames also rolled on the blade, which distorted the air around the blade. Zhong Hui clicked his tongue in amazement again.

"Your move looks pretty intimidating!"

Along with Zhong Hui's cheerful voice, there was also a startled cry from the woman in white not far away: "Watch out—"

Just when everyone except Qin Jiang and Sun Ping thought Zhong Hui was doomed, a huge golden cauldron suddenly appeared out of thin air. The boulder was crushed to pieces by the golden cauldron, and the knife swung by the White Dragon Gang leader struck the golden cauldron.

Before he could even ponder why a large cauldron had appeared out of thin air, the knife held by the White Dragon Gang leader shattered the moment it touched the golden cauldron, breaking into several pieces that fell to the ground. The flames that had been flickering from the blade also suddenly went out, leaving only two small wisps of ash before dissipating instantly.

"This, how is this possible!?"

The leader of the White Dragon Gang was stunned. He had gone to great lengths to acquire this treasured sword. Although it wasn't on the list of the world's most powerful weapons, if there were some kind of Xiao Kingdom's list of the most powerful weapons, his sword might be able to squeeze into it!

How could it break so suddenly?!

And why did a large golden cauldron suddenly appear?!

The leader of the White Dragon Gang belatedly looked up and saw Zhong Hui smiling, Qin Jiang with a mocking look in his eyes, and Sun Ping with a playful expression.

"Who...who are you people?!"

Zhong Hui made a face and deliberately scared him, saying, "You only think of asking now? Isn't it a bit late?"

Unexpectedly, the woman in white suddenly raised her sword and attacked, taking the opportunity to pierce the right arm of the White Dragon Gang leader.

That sword strike was clearly not meant to kill the minor leader. The woman in white shouted, "Get out of Peach Blossom Creek! Go back and tell your leader not to have another fit of madness! My Peach Blossom Sect will never submit! If there is a next time, I will take his head!"

The leader glared hatefully at the woman in white, then glanced back at Zhong Hui and his two companions with resentment. In the end, he didn't dare say anything more and hurriedly left with his men.

Seeing that the other party had left, the woman in white sheathed her sword and clasped her hands in greeting to Zhong Hui and the others, saying, "May I ask if you are immortals from the White Stone Immortal Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Hui's eyes widened like a curious cat's: "Huh? How did you know?"

"Who else besides the immortals of the White Stone Immortal Sect could possess such a skill of 'creating objects out of thin air'?"

The woman in white gave a wry smile and casually explained the situation: "Our sect is declining, and we've been bullied. I apologize for the embarrassment, sirs."

Zhong Hui's curiosity grew even stronger: "Why is the White Dragon Gang attacking you?"

The woman in white sighed, "Their leader wants to take me as a concubine in order to seize control of the Peach Blossom Sect. As the sect leader of the Peach Blossom Sect, how could I agree to that?"

"Sect Leader," the other Peach Blossom Sect disciples, their bodies stained with blood, finally realized that they were only safe today thanks to these immortals from the White Stone Immortal Sect. They quickly gathered around and greeted the three immortals: "Greetings, three immortals!"

Zhong Hui waved his hand dismissively, paying no attention to the Peach Blossom Sect disciples who greeted him. Instead, he was so angry at what Qin Yingyue had said that his cheeks puffed up: "That White Dragon Gang is utterly shameless!"

Qin Yingyue gave another bitter smile and said, "Since my maternal grandfather passed away, the Peach Blossom Sect has been declining. Now, the cultivation levels of all the disciples in the sect are only at the eighth or ninth rank. It's not uncommon for people to come knocking on our door."

Zhong Hui pressed further, "Is that White Dragon Gang really that powerful?"

Qin Yingyue replied, "Of course, I can't compare to the three immortals, but the leader of the White Dragon Gang is at least a sixth-rank cultivator, which is a step above me..."

As she spoke, she sighed again: "Alas! What can be done!"

(End of this chapter)