Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 36: Slay Kunlun and ascend to the light

"Kill the whole family, kill them all."

The head of Kunlun Sect had a serious expression:
"He is indeed the great devil that everyone in the martial arts world calls the living Yama."

"Yan Luo?" Zhuang Bu Ran tilted his head.

"Isn't this nickname a bit too explicit? Lord Yan would sound better."

He suddenly smiled:
"It has been happily decided. From now on, my surname will be Zhuang, my given name will be Bushan, and my courtesy name will be Yanjun."

When everyone heard this, they all looked embarrassed. They said that you are bloodthirsty and cold-blooded, but you care about whether your nickname is nice or not, and you even started to give yourself a name.

"In my opinion, the word devil suits you better." The red-faced old man sneered.

A small stone, accompanied by an extremely loud sound of breaking through the air, instantly broke the red-faced old man's neck.

"The old man has never slept much. To prevent him from being confused and unable to speak again, it is better to send him to sleep forever."

Zhuang Bu Ran stroked his hair lightly:
"Zhuang has never understood. Although I'm not a good person, I'm not a demon either."

"Could it be that the rules of the martial arts world have changed nowadays? When someone is chasing you, you can only run away and not fight back."

The three of them looked at the moody, murderous young man in green robe, and their alarm bells rang. They felt more and more that they had indeed given him a wrong name, not a wrong nickname.

"Zhuang Yanluo, you kill without restraint and commit heinous crimes, yet you still have the nerve to say that you are not a devil!" The old man with a long beard was furious.

There was another sound of breaking air, and the old man with long beard also had his neck broken by a small stone.

"Alas, it seems that with old age and frailty, not only do I sleep less, but I'm also hard of hearing." Zhuang Bu Ran said with a hint of helplessness:

"Didn't Zhuang already say that Yan Luo is too explicit? You should really be calling him Yan Jun!"

"Devil, you are too arrogant. You really treat us as fish for you to slaughter at will."

The black-haired old man drew his sword, flew up, and performed the "Rain-beating Flying Flowers Sword Technique". His sword technique was all slanting, but among the seven or eight slanting moves, he would occasionally include a straight move, which made it difficult to predict.

Zhuang Bu Ran stood still, dodging left and right for a while, then he figured out the sword technique. Suddenly, he felt bored and said:
"if not?"

The black-haired old man was hit on the head by a straight and flexible palm force. With a "bang", he fell to the ground and died.

"It seems that you are the only one left as the leader now." Zhuang Bu Ran said with a smile:

"Can't you understand? The whole sect is dead. Shouldn't you immediately draw your sword and commit suicide, saving me the trouble?"

"What a violent, cruel, and ruthless devil!"

While the leader of Kunlun Sect was speaking, the palm holding the long sword shook with energy, and there seemed to be a dark force flowing through his body, and the wind was stirring.

Zhuang Bu Ran saw this and said:
"I've heard that the internal gong passed down by the Kunlun School is a Taoist breathing method. Its internal strength emphasizes the accumulation of stasis, holding onto one's oneness and preserving the essence. When it reaches its limit, it can achieve a state of silent contact, with hidden energy flowing freely."

"You are quite knowledgeable. This is our sect's 'Tian Gang Gui Yuan Qi'."

The Kunlun Sect's leader leaped over and shouted angrily:
"Devil Zhuang, accept your death!"

I saw that his sword technique was to first gather his internal strength, control the sword with his Qi, strike from the air, and then strike out with accumulated strength. The sound of the sword was buzzing, like the roar of a dragon.

"This sword technique is not bad."

Zhuang Bu Ran put his fingers together to make a sword. There seemed to be an invisible sword on his fingers. He swept the sword horizontally, and the sharp sword energy forced the leader of Kunlun Sect to retreat quickly.

"Unfortunately, my internal strength is insufficient, and the speed of my sword is far inferior to Zhuang's."

The Kunlun Sect's leader showed a fierce look on his face. He tried his best to stimulate the internal force in his Dantian, and then used the sword's strength to release it. His moves were as fast as thunder, and the trembling of the long sword was like a flash of lightning. "I told you that your internal force is not good, why don't you understand?"

The young man in green robe threw a punch suddenly. The leader of Kunlun Sect only felt that the punch was powerful and irresistible. There were also various punches with some hard, some soft, and some horizontal.

In an instant, the sword in his hand was broken, and he was hit hard in the heart, which made a shallow pit on the bluestone floor and turned into a bloody corpse.

Soon, a raging fire engulfed the Kunlun garrison.

Three days later.

An uninvited guest arrived at Guangmingding, the headquarters of the Ming Cult.

"If I remember correctly, your sect has been secretly trying to track me down for some time."

Suddenly, several people who were still discussing matters in the hall stood up with vigilance on their faces, protecting the old woman in her sixties who was sitting in the main seat behind them.

"Do you think that our headquarters is heavily guarded and that it's impossible for someone to sneak in?" The young man in green robe laughed softly.
"Haha, there are so many impossible things in the world. As long as I want, I can go anywhere."

His eyes swept across everyone:
"Only when I arrived at Kunlun Mountain did I realize the prestige of the Ming Cult. Its structure is composed of the Cult Leader, the Left and Right Envoys of Light, the Four Dharma Kings who protect the Cult, and the Five Elements Flags. The Two Envoys of Light command the Four Gates of Heaven, Earth, Wind, and Thunder, while the Five Flags of Sharp Gold, Giant Tree, Flood, Blazing Fire, and Thick Earth obey the Cult Leader's command."

"The four Dharma Kings who protect the religion have many followers under their command. It's no wonder they rebel from time to time. The reason they are not well-known in the martial arts world is because they are involved in rebellions that have nothing to do with martial arts."

Zhuang Bu Ran's eyes fell on the sixty-year-old woman who still looked calm:

"What I didn't expect was that the leader of this generation of the Ming Cult is a woman. Her name should be Yu Wupo, right?"

"Since such a distinguished guest has arrived, there's no need to make such a fuss." Yu Wupo gestured for the two messengers on her left and right, and the several Dharma Kings who protect the religion to step aside, and continued:
"With your perverse and arrogant temperament, coupled with your martial arts that are considered to be at the pinnacle of perfection, it's no wonder that you attract the wrath of both good and evil in the martial arts world."

"I have already issued an order in the sect that our sect is dedicated to the great cause of world peace and should not interfere in the right and wrong of the martial arts world. Besides, the sect is not without various magical skills and secrets, so there is no need to be greedy."

After hearing this, Zhuang Bu Ran said meaningfully:

"Perhaps a civil servant taught your sect such a profound lesson that some of the younger generations of the sect never forget it."

After these words were spoken, the expressions of the two envoys on the left and right and several Dharma kings turned even colder.

"You're always trying to poke holes in people's hearts." Yu Wupo didn't take it seriously and remained friendly.

"Now I have dealt with those followers who coveted the Nine Yin Manual."

"Besides, you killed the Tiger King at the foot of Mount Zhongnan. He disobeyed orders and had already committed a serious offense. Therefore, our sect has no intention of pursuing him, and there is no grudge between us."

"Zhuang really didn't expect that Sect Leader Yu would be so understanding. No wonder she could dominate the entire sect with her female body. If that's the case..."

Zhuang Bu Ran said calmly:
"I heard that your sect possesses a treasured manual, 'The Great Shift of the Universe,' which contains profound martial arts principles. All martial arts in the world are merely methods of harnessing and exerting force. This manual is the culmination of all martial arts. I am deeply yearning to possess it. I would like to ask my Sect Master to give it to me."

His usual lazy smile appeared on his face:
"I, Zhuang, see that Master Yu is so elegant and gracious. I think he won't let me return in vain."

When the Left Envoy of Light heard that the young man in green robes wanted to practice the magical skills that only the leader could cultivate, he could no longer hold back and shouted angrily:

"presumptuous!"

Zhuang Buyan raised his hand and chopped. The Left Protector of Light, who was two meters away, instinctively used his energy to block, but he only felt the force was a thousand pounds and was completely unable to resist. When he saw his body was about to hit the stone wall, Yu Wupo took action in time, used her energy to distract him, and dissipated the tremendous force.

"If Zhuang had been so presumptuous, you would have been a dead man."

The young man in green robe turned his attention to Yu Wupo:

"Although I only used 50% of my strength just now, once I saw how Master Yu made light of the heavy task, I knew that this trip was the right one."

(End of this chapter)