The Legend of Zhu San
288: Sect Protector
“Teacher, Receive Our respect. Please protect Us and this Sect from destruction.”
Gong Fei's remark again made Zhu San and Bian Chi surprised. The two ran out of words for a while as they were called Master by all of them.
“Chairman Fei! What are you doing?! Stand up please. Don't treat us like this.” Zhu San then exerted his qi energy to make Gong Fei stand up.
“Guru ..”
“Chairman Gong Fei! We will go from this place if you keep calling Us by such a designation.” Zhu San cut off Gong Fei's words that seemed to want to protest against what he had done earlier.
“We are disciples of Ancestor Yao San and Gong Yi, but the two ancestors have been Spirit-shaped upon meeting Kami. So there is no reason for you and everyone in this Sect to refer to Us as teachers.”
Everyone was speechless hearing Zhu San's words. However, regardless of the status within the Sect, Zhu San was still a teacher to them. Elder XI Tong smiled as he came up with an idea.
“Chairmen and Elders and all Sect Members, I have a suggestion, what if they both we crowned as Protectors of the Sacred Sword Sect. That way we won't be any less Alert towards Ancestral Disciple Yao San And Ancestor Gong Yi.”
Xi Tong's words shouted all the members as well as the Elders. Chairman Gong Fei's face was delighted to be solved by his problem with the two of them.
While Zhu San and Bian Chi looked at each other for a moment, the two negotiated through their telepathy.
“Well Chairman Gong, the Elder and all the members of the Sacred Sword Sect, we have no reason to reject what Uncle Xi Tong revealed earlier. Please everyone to stand.”
Zhu San's words were greeted by the cheers of the members of the Sacred Sword Sect. Only Chairman Jie Mei's face looked dejected, considering that her sect had been wiped out.
That night, in the Hall of the Sacred Sword Sect, a festive party was held to celebrate Zhu San and Bian Chi's coronation as Sect Protectors.
Chairman Gong Fei and the five elders and Chairman Jie Mei were at one table with Zhu San and Bian Chi.
“Congratulations Chairman Gong, your Sect has a very great Sect Protector. I toast to your sect.” Chairman Jie Mei said as she lifted the cup that had contained wine.
“Thanks Chairman Jie Mei. On behalf of the Sacred Sword Sect, We are sorry for what befell the Blue Lotus Sect. We will help as hard as we can if you want to rebuild your sect. The Sacred Sword Sect is indebted to your information. We will definitely pay for it even if life is at stake.”
Chairman Gong Fei replied after lifting the cup and drinking wine in it. Chairman Jie Nodded his head.
“Chairman Gong .. Ahead of this I want to ask who are the two people in the big painting.” Zhu San could no longer hold back his curiosity, as he saw two large paintings displayed behind the Sect Chief's Chair.
“The man in the painting is Ancestor Gong Xhun, he is the second head of the Sacred Sword Sect. And the woman in the painting is Ancestor Gong Yi, Gong Xhun's ancestral sister and the first of seven wives of Lord Yao Chan.”
“Seven Wives? Ah ... I became envious of hearing it.” Zhu San asked who was surprised to learn the number of God's Wives who met them while in the Soul Realm.
All of the ones at the table with the couple, smiled faintly as they saw Bian Chi glaring as he pinched Zhu San's waist which instantly grimaced in pain.
That night Zhu San and Bian Chi got a lot of information about the Upper World and the situation from Chairman Gong Fei and Chairman Jie Mei.
Both of them knew of Long Niu's whereabouts as well as about the Wind Sword Sect that had now been wiped out due to being attacked by vengeful enemies to Shen Rong.
One other thing that caught the attention of Zhu San and Bian Chi was the story of Chairman Jie Mei about the Legend of the Blue Lotus Flower.
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Chang Bei shouted hysterically in front of a cave that was in a ravine that was over five hundred meters deep.
Shouts of grief at the death of the Wife, startling the black-robed figure meditating inside Goa.
In one blink of an eye, that sepuh figure had been outside Goa and was a meter in front of Chang Bei.
“Bei’er Who harmed Yin’er!” with a voice that sounded furious, the Eldest Figured asked Chang Bei.
“Teacher ... We met a powerful opponent while about to exterminate the Sacred Sword Sect. Couple Husband Wife who is slightly younger than Us.”
The old figure who was none other than that Qi Shang, gasped at the words of his first disciple Chang Bei. He knelt down and examined the frozen body of the two disciples covered by a layer of Ice.
“Switch Yin!? Only that Sword could make the corpse freeze like this .. Are they Yao San and Gong Yi's disciples? If true, the news of their death a thousand years ago by the Goddess of Darkness is a hoax.”
Qi Shang said in his mind.”Bei’er I know you're very sad about your wife's death. But you'll have to do some more training to increase your strength. That way you can take revenge for the death of Yin’er.”
Chang Bei looked puzzled by his teacher's words. “Guru ... Does Master not want revenge for the death of Yin’er?”
“Teachers still have to finish meditation to master the Three Levels of Wind Demon Wrath. Maybe another month or two is over. You begin to practice the mainstay of the Red Crystal Sword, the Emptiness of the Soul Sword. Before that you look for a chest for Yin’er's body. His body will not rot for hundreds of years because of the Eternal Ice that enveloped his corpse.”
The figure of Qi Shang again disappeared from the sight of Chang Bei's enthusiastic eyes as the Master gave the Book containing the Peak Red Crystal Sword Technique to him.
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AARRGGHHHH
The sound of Qiu Lan's scream was heard on the seventh day of the energy transfer process of the Third Flake Core Spirit True Demon.
Qiu Lan's screams were caused by the pain in his right shoulder that was about to be regrown by that Third True Spirit Ibis.
For over an hour, Qiu Lan did not stop screaming from experiencing extreme pain every three minutes.
Qiu Lan's breath was panting with sweat pouring profusely from the innocent skin of her body. But the sweat was not as hard as it was three hours ago, as his body let out an extremely hot blue Flame.
Qiu Lan's eyes bulged wide as she found her right arm recovering and looking as usual. His smile expanded as he felt the three energies swirling within his body.
“Your Right Hand is now a great weapon, Try You flow the three energies from us towards that hand.”
One of the shadows of a true Devil said to Qiu Lan who was still looking at her right palm.
A moment after following those words of the True Demon Spirit, Qiu Lan's eyes glared wide at what was happening with her Right hand.
The right hand was as small as his shoulder, now turning into a blue crystal. And on his clenched palm, the whirlwind of a small tornado moved extremely fast.
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