Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Looking at Duan Zhengchun's solemn expression, Lin Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Later, Master also learned about this matter. Considering the past connection between the Quanzhen Sect and the Ancient Tomb Sect, Master felt that the Quanzhen Sect could not sit idly by."

"So we asked the disciples of the sect to help stop those martial arts figures. However, the people who came were from many different factions and were a mixed bag. We couldn't manage them at all. If we were not careful, we might even get involved with the Quanzhen Sect and make unnecessary enemies."

"Master has been having a headache over this matter these past few days, but now that Senior Brother Yin has returned, perhaps he can come up with a better solution."

As soon as Lin Zhiyuan finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun immediately turned and walked towards the door.

"Hey? Senior brother? Where are you going?"

Lin Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly caught up.

"You stay here. When Shuang'er wakes up, tell her that I have something to discuss with my master."

Duan Zhengchun left after saying a few words.

"Shuang'er?"

Lin Zhiyuan stopped and hesitated before repeating the sentence, a hint of doubt showing between his brows.

...

Inside the alchemy room in the rear hall.

"Master."

Duan Zhengchun bowed to Qiu Chuji, who was meditating.

"Didn't I tell you to rest properly? Why did you come so soon?"

Qiu Chuji slowly opened his eyes and asked softly.

"Having been away from Zhongnan Mountain for so long, I miss you, Master, and would like to have a word with you."

Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then made up a reason on the spot.

"It's rare to see someone so thoughtful. This journey to the west lasted for two months, and I was very worried about you the whole time. Fortunately, you have returned safely."

"The sect's martial arts tournament is just around the corner. Are you ready?"

Qiu Chuji finished his practice, stood up, and asked slowly and deliberately.

"It's just an internal competition within the church. No preparation is needed."

Duan Zhengchun answered casually; he simply didn't have time to think about such things right now.

"Your senior uncle and master said that you also befriended the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong and the Sword Demon Dugu during your journey to the West?"

"They even exchanged blows?!"

Qiu Chuji looked at Duan Zhengchun and asked a question out of curiosity.

Duan Zhengchun nodded and said, "That's right, but it can't be called a fight, it's just a friendly exchange at most."

Qiu Chuji continued, "And they even learned their martial arts?!"

When he said this, Qiu Chuji's expression clearly changed.

Duan Zhengchun hesitated and said, "When Senior Hong used the Dog-Beating Stick Technique, I remembered some of the moves. When Senior Dugu used his unique sword technique, he forced me to watch, and I did remember all of them. I wonder if that counts as learning?"

Upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's reply, Qiu Chuji's brows furrowed slightly. He paced back and forth as he slowly said, "Logically speaking, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you."

"But our sect has always had a rule that you must not practice any martial arts outside of the Quanzhen Sect. You should know this. If your senior uncles and aunts use this as leverage against you, you may lose your chance to compete for the chief disciple position!"

"If that really happens, how do you plan to deal with it?!"

Duan Zhengchun said in a deep voice, "Anyway, there is still a month before the sect's martial arts competition, so there is plenty of time. Let's deal with the current matter first. I have heard that many martial arts figures have come to Zhongnan Mountain to cause trouble recently?"

Qiu Chuji hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Duan Zhengchun and nodded, saying, "It is true. It was all Li Mochou's doing. I never expected that after you drove her away from Jiangling City, she would go to Zhongnan Mountain."

"It seems that she has held a grudge ever since she was expelled from the sect by her master."

Duan Zhengchun pressed on, "Does Master know why she spread rumors?"

Qiu Chuji said solemnly, "Li Mochou has always been ruthless, even more so than Mei Chaofeng back then. What wouldn't she do?"

Duan Zhengchun said in a deep voice, "She is not that kind of person. There must be more to this than meets the eye!"

Qiu Chuji's face darkened, and he stared coldly at Duan Zhengchun, saying sternly, "Do you know what you're saying?!"

Duan Zhengchun realized he had spoken out of turn, clasped his hands in a salute, and said, "Master, since the Ancient Tomb Sect is in trouble, should we help them or not?"

Qiu Chuji hesitated for a moment and then nodded, saying, "Of course we should intervene, but even if we do, we must find out exactly what happened and not involve the Quanzhen Sect."

Duan Zhengchun said loudly, "Then leave this matter to me. I will definitely find out the truth."

Qiu Chuji pondered for a moment and said softly, "Alright, remember your master's words, never get too deeply involved with the Quanzhen Sect."

Duan Zhengchun agreed and immediately turned around and walked quickly outside.

Although he didn't know why Li Mochou had reappeared, based on his understanding of her, she was just a pitiful woman, not as wicked as Qiu Chuji described.

“You shouldn’t have brought that girl back. My school never takes in female guests. This is a violation of the rules and should not be repeated!”

“It’s getting dark, she can’t stay in the temple.”

Just as Duan Zhengchun was about to leave the meditation room, Qiu Chuji said something with a solemn expression.

Duan Zhengchun left without saying a word or looking back.

...

Morning and evening cliffs.

Duan Zhengchun, accompanied by Lu Wushuang, stood before Wang Chongyang's tomb and respectfully performed three deep bows, silently admitting his mistake in his heart.

He blatantly brought his woman here; he must have been incredibly audacious, and he even kept it a secret from Qiu Chuji.

After meeting Qiu Chuji, he returned to the back garden to pick up Lu Wushuang and brought her to this familiar place.

This place was originally a forbidden area, but now it has almost become his territory.

Lin Zhiyuan was cleaning in a thatched hut not far away. It was already winter and the weather had turned cold. He had brought two extra quilts with him when he went up the mountain, otherwise he would not have been able to stay in this place at night.

The thoughtful Lin Zhiyuan also brought a small stove, with a flame burning brightly inside.

But this is only a temporary measure. After meeting Xiaolongnu, Duan Zhengchun will be able to send Lu Wushuang to the Tomb of the Living Dead.

"Senior Brother Yin, everything is ready. It's windy on the cliff at night, so don't catch a cold."

A moment later, Lin Zhiyuan slowly approached Duan Zhengchun and said, breathing out warm air.

"Go inside and stay there for now. If you're cold, cover yourself with a blanket."

Duan Zhengchun turned to look at Lu Wushuang and gently gave her a word of advice.

Lu Wushuang agreed and slowly walked into the thatched hut, then hid under the covers.

Seeing the flirtatious exchange between Duan Zhengchun and Lu Wushuang, Lin Zhiyuan knew perfectly well what was going on, but he pretended not to know anything.

Duan Zhengchun didn't deliberately hide anything, because he knew Lin Zhiyuan wouldn't betray him.

"Did Zhao Zhijing say anything about me behind my back after he returned to the mountain?"

Duan Zhengchun took out his wine gourd, took a sip, and asked a question casually.

"No, he's very honest. But as for what he said to Uncle Wang in private, I have no idea."

Lin Zhiyuan shook his head and said seriously.

Duan Zhengchun nodded, gently patted Lin Zhiyuan's shoulder, and said slowly, "Alright, it's getting late. Hurry back and don't tell your master that I've settled people here."

"Understood, senior brother. I'll secretly bring you dinner when it's ready."

Lin Zhiyuan agreed and quickly left Chaomu Cliff.

After watching Lin Zhiyuan walk away, Duan Zhengchun glanced at the familiar cliff, went straight back to the thatched hut, and crawled into the bed that Lu Wushuang had already prepared.

"Is it cold?"

Duan Zhengchun embraced Lu Wushuang and asked softly.

"It's not cold. With you here, my heart is warm."

Lu Wushuang answered softly.

Duan Zhengchun smiled and hugged Lu Wushuang even tighter.

An hour later, Lin Zhiyuan brought dinner, but when he saw Duan Zhengchun and Lu Wushuang emerge from a bed, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to lift his head from beginning to end. He put down the food box and lied that he had something to do and went back first.

He shouldn't see or ask about such things; the less he knows, the better for everyone.

After dinner, Duan Zhengchun coaxed Lu Wushuang to sleep, then quietly slipped out of the thatched hut, leaped up the cliff, and headed straight for the Tomb of the Living Dead under the cover of night.

...

Tomb of the Living Dead.

Duan Zhengchun stood in the locust grove, looking at this familiar place, a faint smile gradually appearing on his lips.

Although two months have passed, he still vividly remembers the joy he felt when he first met Xiaolongnu.

However, the locust grove looked rather messy at this moment, with many branches and leaves broken and several beehives shattered, as if it had been through more than one fight.

Seeing this, Duan Zhengchun frowned again, guessing that those who came to propose marriage must have met with bad results.

"Thieves!!"

Just then, a sharp shout rang out, followed by a figure suddenly rushing out of the darkness and striking Duan Zhengchun's shoulder with a palm strike!

...