Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

The middle-aged man returned the greeting with clasped hands and said loudly, "I am Guo Jing, and I come from Peach Blossom Island. I have important business to discuss with the esteemed Master Changchun."

Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at this ordinary-looking middle-aged man with nothing special about him again with curiosity.

"Guo Jing?! He's the famous Guo Jing, the great hero?"

"Why is he here too?!"

Immediately, the crowd began to discuss the matter, and even Huo Du and his group, who had originally planned to leave the mountain, turned back.

"Who knows if he's real! The world is a dangerous place, and there are bound to be some scoundrels who impersonate others to commit evil deeds!"

Zhao Zhijing, standing to the side, snorted coldly, still relentlessly pressing the issue.

"I can prove that he is Guo Jing!"

Duan Zhengchun looked at Guo Jing, who was frowning slightly, and deliberately raised his voice, saying with a smile.

"Oh? Young hero, have we met before?"

"But why can't I remember?"

Guo Jing smiled, glanced at Duan Zhengchun curiously, and asked with a smile.

Duan Zhengchun laughed and said, "Although Master Guo made a move just now, he left room for maneuver in every move. He is definitely not the same kind of person as those despicable and shameless scoundrels."

"Furthermore, if I'm not mistaken, the move that Master Guo used to repel the person behind me just now wasn't swordsmanship, but staff fighting!"

"It should be the Beggars' Sect's Dog-Beating Stick Technique, am I right?"

Upon hearing Duan Zhengchun mention him, Zhao Zhijing, who was standing behind Duan Zhengchun, gritted his teeth, his expression complicated, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Guo Jing looked at Duan Zhengchun with surprise and delight, and asked in confusion, "Who exactly are you, young hero? How could you tell that I was using the Dog-Beating Staff Technique?!"

Duan Zhengchun clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "I am Yin Zhiping, a disciple of Master Changchun. The reason I was able to recognize the Dog-Beating Staff Technique is because I met Senior Hong a few days ago on my way to the Western Regions and we sparred. I saw him use this staff technique."

Guo Jing exclaimed in surprise, "So that's how it is! I didn't expect my master to have gone to the Western Regions. No wonder he's been missing for so long. It seems he must have found out some delicacies and gone to search for them."

"What I didn't expect was that the Taoist priest was so young, yet he was able to spar with my master. I suppose the Taoist priest's martial arts skills must be no less than mine."

Duan Zhengchun smiled slightly and said slowly, "You flatter me, Master Guo. My disciple was rude and offended you just now. I hope you will forgive me."

"Since you've come to find my master, then come with me up the mountain."

He had heard Qiu Chuji mention Guo Jing's chivalrous reputation before. Although it was their first meeting, Guo Jing's composure and mercy during the attack had already won him his favor.

"It doesn't matter."

Guo Jing smiled and nodded, then called out to the young man before following Duan Zhengchun up the mountain.

"and many more!"

But at that moment, Huo Du, who had returned, suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing the voice, Duan Zhengchun and Guo Jing stopped in their tracks and turned to look at Huo Du, who was holding a folding fan.

Huo Du waved his folding fan and raised his voice, "Master Guo, the Quanzhen Sect members insulted you without any explanation and then attacked you without warning. Are you just going to let this go?"

"If word gets out and people in the martial arts world hear that you're being called a lecherous scoundrel and a petty villain, how will you ever be able to maintain your standing in the martial arts world?!"

Guo Jing remained calm and said in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Huo Du glanced at Duan Zhengchun standing next to Guo Jing and said loudly, "Why don't we join forces and deal with them together?! With your martial arts skills, plus my men, we can definitely wipe out the Quanzhen Sect!"

"If you can help me kill that brat beside you, I guarantee you will immediately become a distinguished guest of the royal family of my Great Mongol Empire, enjoying endless wealth and honor!"

"If I remember correctly, Master Guo was once a friend of my Great Mongolia, wasn't he?!"

Upon hearing this, Guo Jing's face immediately darkened, and he said sternly, "Shut up! Don't bring up the past again. I have long since severed all ties with the Mongol royal family!"

"In recent years, your Mongol army has been waging wars everywhere, and how many innocent people have lost their lives as a result?! Besides, I, Guo, once studied under Master Ma of Danyang, one of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, so I can be considered a disciple of the Quanzhen School!"

"If you dare to cause trouble here again, be careful, I, Guo, will show no mercy!"

Upon hearing Guo Jing's reply, Huo Du gritted his teeth, glared at Guo Jing fiercely, and said coldly, "You really don't know what's good for you! I call you a great hero, and you actually think you're..."

Before Huo Du could finish speaking, Duan Zhengchun suddenly drew his sword again!

With a dazzling flash of sword light, a sharp sword aura shot out and struck directly at Huo Du's feet!

Huo Du looked down at the crack beneath his feet, cleaved open by the sword energy, and instantly turned pale, cold sweat beading on his forehead once more.

"This is the final warning! If you dare to set foot on Zhongnan Mountain again, you will die!"

Duan Zhengchun looked at the stunned Huo Du expressionlessly and said coldly.

Huo Du swallowed hard, not daring to linger any longer, and immediately led his men down the mountain and left.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Guo Jing looked at the broken sword in Duan Zhengchun's hand, which was already sheathed, with surprise, and sincerely praised it.

"It's embarrassing."

Duan Zhengchun smiled and spoke slowly.

"Good! Well done! This Taoist priest is amazing! He's far superior to some others!"

The boy standing nearby couldn't help but clap and cheer, and before leaving, he couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark about Zhao Zhijing.

"you..."

"Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?!"

Zhao Zhijing looked angry and was about to step forward to argue when he was stopped by a cold look from Duan Zhengchun.

Zhao Zhijing gritted his teeth, stopped talking, snorted coldly, and then led his dozen or so followers quickly up the mountain.

"Master Guo, may I ask who this young man is?"

Duan Zhengchun glanced at the boy and slowly asked a question.

Guo Jing said, "This is my sworn brother's son, named Yang Guo. Although he is not my biological son, I watched him grow up. The reason I came to Zhongnan Mountain this time is also for him."

"Guo'er, haven't you greeted Master Yin yet?"

Yang Guo bowed and said, "Greetings, Daoist Yin."

As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but dart over the sword in Duan Zhengchun's hand, his face full of curiosity.

Duan Zhengchun nodded and said nothing more, leading Guo Jing and Yang Guo straight up the mountain.

Chongyang Palace.

When Duan Zhengchun led Guo Jing and his nephew into the main hall, Qiu Chuji had already gathered all five Quanzhen disciples, including the injured Hao Datong.

Zhao Zhijing, along with Cui Zhifang, Lin Zhiyuan, and some senior disciples, stood on both sides.

"Zhiping, I heard you injured that Mongolian prince down in the mountains?!"

Before Guo Jing could even bow to the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, Wang Chuyi spoke first, his words seemingly carrying a hint of reproach.

But Duan Zhengchun didn't even glance at him, ignoring him completely as he walked straight up to Hao Datong.

"Uncle-Master, how are your injuries?"

Looking at Duan Zhengchun's concerned face, Hao Datong smiled and shook his head, saying softly, "It's nothing serious, I can handle this little injury."

"As long as you're okay."

As he finished speaking, Hao Datong reached out and gently patted Duan Zhengchun's arm, giving him a wink.

Duan Zhengchun smiled, said nothing, checked Hao Datong's injuries, and began to heal Hao Datong on his own by circulating his innate true energy.

He knew that Zhao Zhijing must have said something unfavorable to him since he returned before him, otherwise he wouldn't have been questioned by Wang Chuyi as soon as he entered the door.

But he didn't care. While listening to Guo Jing and Qiu Chuji exchange greetings, he silently treated Hao Datong's injuries.

After Guo Jing greeted all five Quanzhen disciples, everyone took their seats and quietly watched Duan Zhengchun, who was still silently treating Hao Datong's injuries.

Qiu Chuji's face was kind, and his eyes were full of satisfaction. He nodded silently.

Wang Chuyi, sitting to the side, frowned slightly, a hint of dissatisfaction showing between his brows.

After a long while, Duan Zhengchun finally got up, whispered instructions to Hao Datong to take care of himself, and then went straight to Qiu Chuji.

“Master, although I drove away the invading enemy, I offended the Mongol prince Huodu, which may have caused great trouble for the Quanzhen Sect.”

"But this whole thing started because of me, and has nothing to do with the other fellow disciples. If Master wants to punish someone, just punish me!"

Everyone present was stunned when Duan Zhengchun admitted his mistake directly.

Especially Wang Chuyi, because Duan Zhengchun said everything he originally wanted to say...