Bitter Realm: Otherworldly Gods and Demons

Chapter 192 This is your comfort zone.

after.

The place where Tengxie and Suzhen met in secret.

Sage Su, you must have heard about the Demon's movements.

"Yes, Xi Mie Tianlai is so brutal, slaughtering seven temples and still escalating the situation. I am truly anxious."

But this isn't actually the worst-case scenario. The demon had conducted prior investigation; this wasn't a random massacre targeting Buddhism, but rather a purposeful and targeted action.

"—So, that's how it is. War Commander, you mean this is due to the influence of the Holy Venerable on Xi Mie Tianlai?"

I think that's a reasonable deduction. However, if no one guides or controls him, the demon will only go further and further down the path of killing, and this influence will only become smaller and smaller. I need to meet the demon later to see his condition.

"Hmm—Just as I was about to come to see Zhan Shuai, Liu Huo Canglong sent me a message, inviting me to meet at Gongping Rock five days later. He also invited Xi Mie Tian to come so that the three of us could discuss the future of the martial arts world."

At this point, Liu Huo Canglong had temporarily extricated him from the conspiracy of the March Catastrophe. Even if Su Huanzhen and Yin Moxiao had doubts, and even if the descendants of the victims of the March Catastrophe were unwilling to let him go, Liu Huo Canglong was now regarded as a righteous force by the martial arts world.

Oh dear, Mr. Liu Huo, are you treating the cult leader as a second-rate figure? Such an important event, and you didn't even invite the cult leader?

"War General, even the Six Calamities Azure Dragon did not invite you. This clearly shows they don't take the Demon Realm seriously."

"This is not good. The Demon Realm is now afraid of being targeted. I even had a notice posted at the Public Pavilion stating that Buddhism has no direct connection with the Demon Realm, but I don't know if the martial arts world will believe it."

"What is your opinion, War General, on Liu Huo Canglong's actions?"

I think Mr. Liu Huo has been silent for too long and really wants to become the focus of the martial arts world again. Since his awakening, he has always been devoted to justice, which I think is a great thing.

"Yes, if Liu Huo Canglong truly cares about the martial world, I will not only fully agree, but also do my best to support him."

After saying that, Su Huanzhen and Teng Xie nodded in tacit agreement, and the code was now in place—Since Liu Huo Canglong wanted to uphold justice in the martial world, what kind of villain or demon would Liu Huo Canglong be the one to charge forward without hesitation?

Although the current situation is not optimistic, this is precisely Su Huanzhen's comfort zone. He uses weakness to show strength and goes with the flow. This old cunning Su is playing this game very well.

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Famen.

Study room.

"————Therefore, the people are numerous but the wealth is scarce, the work is laborious but the support is meager, so the people are contentious, and even with repeated rewards and punishments, chaos cannot be avoided."

"Nameless, you tell me, what is this passage discussing?"

"This passage is saying—"

Martial arts training ground.

"Attention everyone, today I will be teaching the foundational sword technique of this school, the Five Punishments Sword Control Technique. The Five Punishments are not Yin and Yang or the Five Elements —"

Yin Moxiao was too busy with many things to teach Wuming, and neither was Nie Shang. So Wuming studied with the previous year's junior disciples, learning literature, martial arts, and the rules of the sect.

Although Wuming was far behind in progress, he caught up the most quickly and became the most outstanding disciple of this year.

And he was undoubtedly the most distinctive and outstanding—or rather, the most unconventional.

He did not display any domineering attitude or the superiority complex of being a direct disciple of the founder, but he also kept his distance from all the students and did not express any opinions or views to anyone.

But his own behavior and his self-discipline are like a ruler, an omnipresent ruler that is always around everyone, constantly reminding everyone of their shortcomings.

In short, Wuming did too well, too dazzlingly, and too much—rigid. That casual attitude, yet meticulous and error-free behavior, was too awkward.

"Junior Brother Wuming, since you are a direct disciple of the sect leader, why don't you teach me a few moves?"

"Yes, Junior Brother Wuming, why don't you teach me a few moves?"

In the small bamboo grove at the edge of the training ground, Yin Moxiao watched as the instructors finished teaching the sword techniques and had the disciples practice against each other. Several disciples who were originally very good, but had now been surpassed by Wuming and seemed quite ordinary in comparison, approached Wuming.

Wuming remained as meticulous as ever, as if he were about to attend some grand event. He held a wooden practice sword in his hand and stared at it. Suddenly, a dagger materialized in his hand, and he swiftly slashed at the wooden sword, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

Before the sawdust could fall, Wuming rolled up his sleeve and tucked all the sawdust into his cuff.

Looking at the wooden knife again, it had become completely straight and perfectly symmetrical, looking like a fine work of art.

Several disciples, upon seeing this, felt a pang of unease, thinking to themselves, "Is this really necessary?"

Wuming calmly sheathed his dagger and said indifferently, "There's a greater than 70% chance I won't be able to teach you senior brothers anything, but I'll still do my best. Would you like me to teach you one-on-one, or would you like to receive my instruction together?"

Several disciples couldn't help but twitch their eyes. You really can't see what's going on, can you? Fine, we'll give you a good beating and make you understand how long we've been putting up with you!

The group exchanged glances and immediately said, "Junior Brother Wuming, we'll all learn from you—take this!"

"Watch out! I'm coming up!"

"Me too!"

Several disciples surrounded Wuming and were about to hack him to pieces—of course, they were going to give him a good beating, and everyone was holding wooden swords.

But Wuming remained unhurried, then suddenly stepped forward, his wooden knife lightly tapping the wrist of a disciple who hadn't yet fully swung it.

He stepped closer and pointed a finger at the center of the chest, causing the man's body to stiffen instantly.

Wuming took another step to the side, turned his body, and broke away from the crowd. He then struck one person in the ribs with his knife, stepped forward, reached out and grabbed another person's wrist. He reversed the wooden knife in his hand and gently struck the person's lower abdomen with the hilt, then sealed the person's power.

Then, by grasping the man's wrist and pulling him around, the man's knife blocked the last man's wooden knife, and the man was subdued in the process.

Yin Moxiao watched in the shadows and nodded repeatedly. Wuming's set of movements was smooth and fluid, without the slightest hesitation. He had accurately grasped the timing and made a series of correct choices.

Moreover, Wuming only used the Five Punishments Sword Control Technique, without any trace of other martial arts. In such a short time, he gained such a deep understanding of the fundamental techniques of the sect. He is truly a prodigy.

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Yin Moxiao looked at Wuming and said, "These are the three key points of the Five Punishments Blade Technique: point, defense, and attack. I wonder how many of you senior brothers have seen?" He then conjured a dagger, adjusted everyone's wooden swords, straightened everyone's clothes, and made everyone stand up straight, arranging them in a straight line with equal spacing according to their height.

Yin Moxiao was speechless, wondering what kind of Dharma he would turn into in the future.