An unexpected encounter with the sleeping Little Dragon Girl leads to the annihilation of the Quanzh

Guo Jing stood to the side, his brows furrowed.

He listened to the argument between the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, feeling utterly lost.

He didn't understand the concept of a way out; he only knew that Huo Du's humiliation of the Quanzhen Sect and injury of its disciples constituted evil.

He believed that punishing evildoers was a matter of course.

Why did Ma Yu react this way?

He looked at Ma Yu, whose usually composed face was now filled with an unprecedented gloom and exhaustion.

"A fool's courage!"

Ma Yu finally spoke, her voice not loud, but it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

He didn't look at Qiu Chuji, but instead focused his gaze on Guo Jing. His eyes were extremely complex, showing admiration, helplessness, but even more so, deep worry.

"Jing'er, your martial arts are unparalleled, and your chivalry is admirable. But do you know that today you crippled Huodu and damaged Darba, which is tantamount to publicly slapping the face of the Mongol Khan? Who is Huodu? He is a prince! One of the future heirs to the Khanate! The Mongols are now powerful and sweeping across the world. Our Quanzhen Sect's foothold in Zhongnan Mountain is already as precarious as walking on thin ice. You may have felt good with that one blow, but what will happen next? When the Mongol army's iron hooves flatten Zhongnan Mountain, who will stop them? You, or us old bones?"

Ma Yu's voice grew colder and colder. He slowly swept his gaze over each disciple in the hall. The excitement and admiration that had lingered on their young faces were now turning deathly pale.

"At that time, the thousand-year foundation of the Quanzhen School will be destroyed in an instant! The lineage of our patriarch will be severed! Who will bear this responsibility?!"

He practically shouted the last sentence.

Qiu Chuji was speechless after hearing these words, his face turning red and white in turns.

Even with his fiery temper, he knew that Ma Yu wasn't exaggerating.

The atmosphere inside the hall was extremely oppressive.

Guo Jing's lips moved. He wanted to say, "One should take responsibility for one's actions," and "At worst, we'll fight them to the death." But looking at Ma Yu's bloodshot eyes and the fearful expressions of the disciples around him, he swallowed those words back.

He suddenly realized that the martial world was not just about chivalry and revenge, but also about ties and responsibilities that he could not understand.

"Sect Leader..."

Guo Jing's voice was somewhat hoarse, "I will take full responsibility for this matter and will absolutely not implicate the Quanzhen Sect."

"Take responsibility? How will you take responsibility?"

Ma Yu sneered, his tone tinged with sorrow, "No matter how high your martial arts are, can you stop an army of thousands? Great Hero Guo, this is not your Xiangyang City, and we are not your Guo Family Army!"

These words were extremely harsh, and Guo Jing's face instantly turned red, his fists clenching involuntarily.

Seeing this, Tan Chuduan, who had been silent all along, quickly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Senior Brother, please calm down. Master Guo meant well. Now that things have come to this, let's think about how to deal with it."

Ma Yu closed her eyes, her chest heaving violently as she tried to calm her turbulent emotions.

When he opened his eyes again, the outward excitement had vanished, replaced by a chilling calm.

"There's no use rushing things with the Mongols. It won't take them a day to mobilize their large army."

He spoke slowly, his gaze sharp as an icy blade, sweeping in another direction, "Right now, there is something even more urgent, something that concerns the reputation of my Quanzhen Sect, and it must be resolved immediately!"

"Lin Ye is a cold-hearted scoundrel. He openly injured his senior brother Zhao Zhijing in front of Chongyang Palace and betrayed the sect. Yin Zhiping pursued him to cleanse the sect, but was tragically killed! If such a traitor who murdered his fellow disciples and betrayed his master is not severely punished, how can the Quanzhen Sect maintain its reputation?!"

He paused, then his voice suddenly rose, echoing throughout the hall: "The Mongols regard my Quanzhen Sect as nothing. Does even a mere traitor dare to act arrogantly and arbitrarily slaughter my core disciples?!"

These words instantly ignited the anger and humiliation in everyone's hearts.

That's right!

Being bullied by the Mongols was due to inferior skills and the pressure of the times.

But if they can't even deal with a traitor from their own sect, then the Quanzhen Sect will truly become a laughing stock for the world!

The fear that had previously arisen because of the Mongol army was now replaced by a stronger sense of humiliation and anger.

Something has to be done!

We must use the most swift and decisive measures to save face and deter the villains!

"The sect leader is right!"

Qiu Chuji was the first to respond. He already disliked Lin Ye, and now he was furious. "This wicked creature must be ground to dust as a warning to others!"

"Kill him! Avenge Senior Brother Yin!"

"This traitor must not be let get away!"

The disciples inside the hall were filled with excitement and began to shout.

Guo Jing stood in the crowd, listening to these words, his brows furrowing even deeper.

Although he did not know Lin Ye, the words "murdering fellow disciples" were an unforgivable crime in his mind.

His innate hatred of evil was reignited.

"Ma Yu Zhenren,"

Guo Jing clasped his hands in a fist and said in a deep voice, "Purgeing one's own sect is a matter for your sect. But such a villain who harms his fellow disciples deserves to be killed by everyone. I, Guo, am not capable, but I am willing to lend you a hand, Master, to capture that scoundrel and bring him to justice!"

His words were exactly what Ma Yu wanted to hear.

Looking at Guo Jing, Ma Yu finally showed a "gratified" expression.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

Guo Jing's martial arts skills will be their greatest guarantee for this trip.

"Excellent! With Master Guo's assistance, what great undertaking cannot be accomplished!"

Ma Yu turned around and shouted loudly towards the outside of the hall, "Reveal my sect leader's decree!"

"All third-generation disciples, gather tinder, sulfur, paulownia wood, and other ignition materials, and come with us to the back mountain!"

"Junior Brother Hao Datong, you lead a team of disciples to seal off all exits of the ancient tomb. Not even a fly is allowed to escape!"

"The rest of you, follow me and Master Guo to the main entrance of the ancient tomb!"

As orders were issued one by one, the Quanzhen disciples acted swiftly and decisively, as if they were following their own instructions.

Barrels of kerosene emitting a pungent odor were carried out, and bundles of torches soaked in grease were piled up like mountains.

That chilling aura was a hundred times stronger than when we faced the Mongols earlier!

Seeing the commotion, Liu Chuxuan uneasily approached Ma Yu and whispered, "Senior Brother, the Ancient Tomb Sect has always kept to itself, and Lin Ye's hiding there might not have been known to them. Is it a bit much for us to go to such lengths, even bringing oil?"

Ma Yu glanced at him coldly: "Going too far? Harboring traitors of my sect and killing my disciples, does the Ancient Tomb Sect think it can wash its hands of this? I'd like to see whether their Ancient Tomb Sect is tougher, or my kerosene is tougher!"

His tone was resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.

"I'll give them a chance. Hand over Lin Ye, and everything will be fine. If they dare to harbor him, hmph..."

Ma Yu didn't say anything more, but that cold snort said it all.

"Today, I will show the entire martial world that those who offend Quanzhen will be punished, no matter how far away they are! Whether it is a Mongol prince or a descendant of the Ancient Tomb Sect, anyone who dares to harbor a traitor of our sect must be prepared to perish together with Quanzhen!"

Having said that, he flicked his sleeve and walked out of the hall first.

"Let's set out! To punish the traitors and burn down the ancient tomb!"