Yinshan Record

Chapter 871 Fighting Without Breaking, the Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate (Part 2)

In a battle of ultimate moves, the outcome is evenly split.

Su Che and Yan Wugui looked at each other, their blood and qi trembling.

“A true rival to me.”

Su Che looked down at Yan Wugui, who was holding a long halberd.

This man is far more than just a master of movement and stillness; he is also an expert in the transformation of Yin and Yang and wields extraordinary power. Anyone who mistakes him for a mere martial artist or a mindless battle maniac is just waiting to be devoured by Yan Wugui.

Whether one is a martial arts fanatic or a battle maniac, it is merely a way of cultivating oneself.

I've heard that the Demonic Sect lacks methods for cultivating spiritual awareness. While magical powers and supernatural abilities are easy to acquire, enlightenment and seeing one's true nature are difficult to find. Taking extreme forms of fanaticism can be considered a way to sift through the sand and find the gold.

"Wonderful."

Yan Wugui sheathed his halberd and put it back on his back.

His eyes were clear and peaceful; he could no longer see the image of the madman from before.

"You had a good time today, it's just a pity you still had energy left to use."

Yan Wugui looked at Su Che and said from afar.

"If this is merely using a sword formation to fight, my Holy Path methods are not yet unleashed. I imagine there is another killing move that combines the Holy Path Realm with the sword formation, but I will not be able to experience it today."

If you keep fighting, you'll only be able to witness my profound skills.

Su Che then added, "Likewise, Brother Yan is known as the Demon Halberd of the Broken Army, and his halberd has yet to be fully transformed."

The girl in the blue dress was secretly commenting from below.

Two treacherous fellows who pretend to be heroic.

"Brother Yan, now that you've traveled south, what advice do you have for me?"

Su Che asked curiously.

"I want to see the extremes of heaven and earth. I have already seen them in the North. The bald men in the West are too noisy, so I can't go there for the time being. I will come to the Southern Wilderness to take a look, and then head to the East Sea. Along the way, I will inevitably meet with heroes from all over the world."

Yan Wugui generously said, "I wonder if Brother Yang has the time? Why don't you come with me?"

"There are many things to attend to inside, and I cannot leave for the time being."

Su Che knew he was just being polite.

Su Che didn't believe that Yan Wugui's trip south was just for tourism.

The two descended from the sky and naturally saw the woman in the blue dress.

She is indeed pretty and charming.

"Who is this?"

"Qi Jiao, a disciple of the Zhaoyang Holy Sect, greets Headmaster Yang."

The woman in the green dress smiled gracefully: "I think the chief's skills are no less than my senior brother's."

"Brother Yan's methods are truly superb. His mastery of the art of movement and stillness is beyond the reach of others, which is truly admirable."

Su Che was telling the truth. Yan Wugui's progress in the art of movement and stillness had surpassed his own research on the laws of life and death, yin and yang, and creation.

If one claims to be well-versed in a wide range of sources, this person is deeply knowledgeable in one area.

Not to mention, Su Che believed that Yan Wugui's mastery of Yin-Yang principles must also be astonishing.

The man before us is a perfect example of someone who is unassuming and seemingly foolish.

"Brother Yang, you're too kind. My junior sister has a very sharp eye. She says you're remarkable, so you certainly are."

Yan Wugui looked at Su Che and said.

"Although the Twelve Heavenly Gate Swords are not a closely guarded secret of the East Sea Sword Palace, Brother Yang is from an outer region. Where did you get such skills?"

"The past events are really not worth mentioning."

Su Che sincerely said, "I bought this at a high price."

"Ah."

Yan Wugui nodded without asking any further questions.

"Although we met by chance, Brother Yan and I hit it off immediately."

Su Che looked at the two of them and said, "How about I host you two and invite you to sit in my Longevity Sect for a while before continuing south?" "That won't be necessary."

Yan Wugui shook his head.

"The journey is long and arduous. Now that we have met Brother Yang, there is no need to go to the mountain gate."

"Chief Yang had some conflict with Qingwang Valley before, and today I saw that he went to Ci'en Ward again." Qi Jiao asked curiously, "I wonder what his trip was like..."

"It's just a temporary truce. When the time comes, the fighting will probably resume, and then I'm afraid I'll have to ask Brother Yan for help."

Yan Wugui hesitated for a moment, and was about to agree when Qi Jiao next to him asked.

"I heard that the chief fought with Qingwang Valley over a kind of medicine."

"Indeed, our sect has just settled its internal strife and needs to refine pills to restore its vitality. However, Qingwang Valley wants to disrupt our sect's plans, which has led to the conflict."

“This business is not easy to do. You should know that among the Northern Demon Sect, there are also the Joyful Union Sect, the Extreme Yin Demon Palace, and the White Bone City, which are doing similar business. There are also many such pills in the East Sea. I'm afraid your sect's business will not be easy to do.”

Qi Jiao's words of reminder were also a test.

"It's just a small way to make a living, how could we dare to talk about any big business? It's just to find something for the sect to do, otherwise the Longevity Sect would have to go out of business."

Su Che shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I have to find a solution that isn't really a solution."

"The leader is magnanimous and wise; I believe the Longevity Sect will surely prosper in the future."

The three discussed it for a while, then said their goodbyes and left.

Su Che immediately rode the wind back to the Longevity Sect.

The members of the Longevity Sect who had attained the highest level of cultivation were already waiting outside the mountain gate.

Upon seeing Su Che return, Zuo Siming shouted at the top of his lungs.

"As expected, the Chief has returned. Haha, I knew that neither the little wench from Qingwang Valley nor the old woman from Guanghan Sect would dare to offend the Chief's demonic power!"

"The chief's demonic power is unparalleled; do you still need to shout here?"

Li Mingyuan's chubby face was all smiles.

"How could Qingwang Valley possibly be a match for my Changsheng Sect?"

Su Che comforted them with kind words, and the Core Formation experts then invited Su Che into the main hall to report on the situation.

There was bad news among them.

"What? One of our disciples has lost contact in the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

Zuo Siming immediately explained the whole story.

At its peak, the Longevity Sect owned many businesses within the Ten Thousand Mountains, including medicinal herb gardens, spirit mines, and numerous outposts for its disciples.

After the internal turmoil, the fate of these industries became an urgent problem to be solved within the organization.

Su Che decided to abandon external affairs and transform the entire sect, but the ownership of these industries must eventually come to an end.

Therefore, he sent several disciples to the Ten Thousand Mountains with Su Che's wishes.

Since it was basically a half-sale, half-gift deal, once they announced their withdrawal, the matter was essentially resolved.

However, things went wrong just when only the last part was left.

A task force led by a disciple at the Divine Realm encountered an accident in the mountains. The entire team disappeared without a trace, and not even a single body could be found. The keepsakes left behind by the members were also destroyed, indicating that they had lost their lives.

The few cultivators who had attained the elixir of immortality simply assumed it was an accident and let it go. However, a few days later, the corpses of these disciples reappeared outside the gates of the Longevity Sect.

Now it's impossible to pretend you don't know.

Upon hearing this, Su Che fell into deep thought.

Meanwhile, Ma Qianli, who was standing next to him, said in a low voice.

"Chief, our opinion is that we should pin this whole thing on the Black Blood Cult, and say that it was done by those two cowardly rats, Yishan and Nongyue. This will save time and effort, and it will also give the disciples an explanation..."

"But this can't be real, can it?"

Su Che looked at the several Core Formation cultivators in front of him.

“Whether it’s true or not is not important,” Ma Qianli sighed. “Right now is the time for our sect to recuperate and rebuild. The Demon Lord is still in seclusion. If we waste our energy on such a trivial matter, we might end up losing more than we gain.”

(End of this chapter)