Turbid World: Martial Arts Master of the Republic of China Era, I Cultivate Immortality!

The uncle nodded with a smile. For some reason, he felt that this kid wasn't as pleasing to the eye as he had been when they first met.

Thinking about it, he looked at Zhao Zheng, who had put away the Tai'a sword, and asked, "By the way, why didn't you listen to that constable's advice and choose to leave Anping County this afternoon?"

"That's because I predicted that you, my senior uncle, would appear tonight and give me the Taoist certificate representing my entry into the Maoshan sect!"

"Oh……"

I don't believe it! Huh?

The uncle, whose eyes flashed with doubt at the slightly familiar scene, paused for a second after realizing what was happening, then looked at Zhao Zheng with a smile.

Zhao Zheng looked at his martial uncle with the same expression, but glanced at the panel displaying the myriad aspects of life that only he could see.

A Portrait of Life

[Photo by: Zhao Zheng]

Age: 18

[Sect: Maoshan Seventy-Two Temples - Zuowang Temple]

[Talents: Insight, Compassion]

Realm: Refining Essence into Qi (Early Stage)

[Essence: The True Scripture of the Great Cavern of Shangqing (Introduction)]

[Dharma: Golden Light Mantra (Minor Success)]

Skill Points: 0

He admitted he cheated!

But there's nothing we can do; he's got cheat codes!

This morning, when Zhao Zheng left the police station, he raised an eyebrow not because he picked up the piece of brown paper, but because he saw the sect column appear in the "Chart of Life's Many Faces".

Then, he calculated that even if things went smoothly tonight, it would be without any real danger, which is why he dared to face the danger head-on.

Otherwise, given his personality, he would at least go to the foreigners to find the machine gun he lost as a child and make some other preparations before coming over.

"Uncle-Master, the Xu you mentioned earlier is Abbot Xu of Anping Temple, right?" Zhao Zheng changed the subject.

He inquired about the Taoist priest Xu, and how he knew was because of Qian Mu's secret reminder in the parchment.

To be honest, he couldn't understand why Qian Mu would remind him, and could only attribute it to his great personal charm.

"Yes, it's him."

The senior apprentice wasn't surprised that Zhao Zheng knew about Master Xu, but simply asked, "If I hadn't come today, what were you going to do? I mean, how were you going to deal with this Master Xu, after all, he's at the Refining Spirit Returning to Emptiness realm."

"Hmm? Martial Uncle, you're also at the Refining Spirit Returning to Emptiness Realm?"

Zhao Zheng then focused on the key point and asked, but it was a pity that his senior uncle did not answer, so he asked him to remain silent for a while.

"Escape, train, take revenge!"

"Aren't you going to protect the Taoist temple left behind by your master?"

"To knowingly do something impossible is foolish!"

Zhao Zheng spoke frankly, and although the truth was a bit harsh, it was often the truth that was harsh, just like how it was as if he hadn't said anything at all.

"really……"

The martial uncle nodded with a complicated expression, patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder without arguing, and said, "With your martial uncle here, they won't bully you anymore!"

"Uh-huh!"

Zhao Zheng nodded, then asked the question that had been on his mind: "Uncle-Master, are they... really Taoist priests?"

"What do you think a Taoist priest is?"

"He has been registered as a member of the Daoist community..."

Zhao Zheng paused, looking thoughtfully at his uncle who was smiling and staring at him, and said, "Only those with moral character are Taoists..."

He initially thought that those who were registered in the imperial court's Taoist register were considered Taoists, but Changning Temple and Qingsong Temple were also registered in the Taoist register.

"Indeed!"

The uncle nodded with satisfaction, looking at Zhao Zheng with a look of approval. Then, he twitched his ear and looked towards the gate.

"Your senior brother is back. Let's go back. As for the bodies of Master Zhang and the other two, don't worry. Your uncle has already taken care of them for you."

Zhao Zheng nodded. The next second, the door of Master Qin's Taoist temple was pushed open, and a burly young man, about 1.8 meters tall, walked in. He first called out "Master," and then looked at Zhao Zheng with a smile.

"Hello, junior brother. My name is Xiang Yu, but I don't own any of your houses!"

"..."

One to say one,

This senior brother is really... naughty!

Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "Greetings, Senior Brother!"

……

After half an hour,

The main hall of Zuowang Temple.

"Uncle-Master, if you see one you like, just say so. If you don't want it, I'll sell it later to get some money!"

Zhao Zheng pointed to the dozen or so swords, spears, and other weapons he had taken from a hidden compartment in the main hall wall and said to his uncle, Daoist Tianyi.

These weapons were not purchased by him, but rather part of the compensation for emotional distress he sought from Changning Temple and Qingsong Temple.

"..."

Master Tianyi's lips twitched as he said he had seen everything, but never one of stealing weapons from other Taoist temples.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask Zhao Zheng, "If you don't practice martial arts, why are you taking someone else's weapon?"

"It's valuable!"

"..."

Well-reasoned and irrefutable!

Master Tianyi nodded expressionlessly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhao Zheng take out several more secret manuals, a lot of silver notes and copper coins, as well as some gold and silver jewelry from a hidden compartment in the wall with an expression of certainty.

"..."

Master Tianyi had nothing to say, and simply said, "You can handle it yourself." Zhao Zheng then asked, "Doesn't my senior brother want a weapon?"

Although his senior brother Xiang Yu was a bit mischievous, he was magnanimous and didn't hold it against him.

"He doesn't use weapons!"

Master Tianyi shook his head, then asked with some surprise, "Why are you so sure that the people from those two Taoist temples weren't lying to you?"

He was referring to the fact that Zhao Zheng only asked some people at Changning Temple and Qingsong Temple before choosing not to eliminate the root of the problem.

"Based on this!"

Zhao Zheng pulled out a box-shaped gun from behind his back and said, "Aren't you afraid they might turn around and retaliate against your family and friends?" Master Tianyi's lips twitched again.

"I have no friends, no family...and they can't get revenge!"

"Um, I... I'll go check on your master!"

"OK."

Although Zhao Zheng was puzzled by the guilty look on his uncle's face, he did not delve into it. Instead, he hid the money and the secret manual back in the hidden compartment, and put the weapon aside, intending to sell it the next day.

Ding-a-ling—

Zhao Zheng went to a corner of the main hall, lifted the telephone covered by a red cloth, picked up the receiver, and said, "Mother, I'm fine, really fine, I'm not hurt, I've taken care of everything..."

"???"

When Master Tianyi, who had just arrived at his elder brother's grave in the courtyard, heard Zhao Zheng's words in the main hall, a look of confusion appeared on his face.

He didn't mean anything by it, but Zhao Zheng's family members were all dead, so who was Zhao Zheng talking to?

Thinking about it, he walked towards the main hall gate to see what was going on. As soon as he entered the gate, he was bumped into by Zhao Zheng.

"Uncle-Master, I have something to attend to, so I'll head out first..."

"OK."

Master Tianyi nodded, and after watching Zhao Zheng leave the Taoist temple in a hurry, he looked at the corner of the main hall. After seeing the phone, he realized that he had made a mistake again, and his old face turned red again... but not red. He frowned and turned to look at the roof.

"Where did this martial artist come from?"

……

Outside the main gate of Changning Temple.

Zhao Zheng pushed open the door expressionlessly. The first thing he saw was the corpses laid out on the ground—the corpses of the Changning Temple disciples. He took a deep breath and said something.

The next instant, a figure carrying a corpse in one hand flew out of a nearby room. After throwing the corpse in his hand next to the arranged corpse, he bowed slightly before Zhao Zheng in the blink of an eye.

"Young master, you are too kind-hearted..."

"Are you sure you've killed them all?"

"???"

Li Qi, who was in his forties and wearing a dark blue silk mandarin jacket, was taken aback. He heard Zhao Zheng ask again, and he nodded and said, "I'm sure it's all cleaned up."

"Okay, that's good. By the way, were all the people from Qingsong Temple killed too? Oh, fine, kill them all then. Remember to cut the weeds and wipe them out completely."

After Zhao Zheng finished giving his instructions, he turned and left, leaving Li Qi looking completely bewildered. You see, his young master has always been kind-hearted.

Therefore, he had prepared a whole bunch of excuses before killing the man, but in the end, he didn't use any of them.

"Perhaps it's because these people made the young master face reality... or perhaps it's because of that drowning incident two months ago..."

Li Qi frowned slightly as he looked at the corpses of the Changning Temple disciples on the ground, then his eyes lit up with joy: "But this is good too, Master and Madam will be very pleased to know..."

After thinking it over, Li Qi took out the whistle he was wearing around his neck and blew it. Soon after the whistle stopped, a group of people came in from the back door of the Taoist temple and began to deal with the corpses of the Changning Temple disciples.

Zhao Zheng, who hadn't gone far outside the temple, heard the whistle and glanced back before turning away. He didn't really care about the more than twenty lives lost at Changning Temple and Qingsong Temple.

No, he has ideas.

So, have they killed them all?

After all, the person is dead, and it's time to consider things from a different perspective. Besides, he believes he has done everything he could.

But man proposes, God disposes; his family, without a word, sent men to kill all the disciples of the two Taoist temples.

As for whether he felt sad, upset, or angry, sorry, he didn't feel any of that at all.

After all, he knew what kind of people the disciples of those two Taoist temples were. He couldn't say they were unworthy of death, but... they were a bunch of damned bad people, the kind of bad people he considered.

Of course,

He's not a good person either!

"Go back, it's over."

Zhao Zheng turned his head and whispered something to the rooftop beside him. Then he looked at the Taoist priest Tianyi of Changning Temple, who had appeared in front of him at some point but was not looking at him. Instead, he stared at the priest behind him.

"Oh right, Uncle-Master, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhao Zheng, the eldest son of the Zhao family in the east of the city. I just returned from studying abroad two months ago."