Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

As Wang Chuyi and Sun Bu'er finished speaking, Liu Chuxuan and Hao Datong nodded silently in agreement.

Seeing the four of them united, Duan Zhengchun could only sneer inwardly. He hadn't expected that even Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er would stand on Wang Chuyi's side.

In their struggle for the next sect leader position, none of them wanted Duan Zhengchun to become the chief disciple, so they had all turned their attention to him.

Qiu Chuji remained silent, sitting solemnly in his chair. He still wanted to protect his disciple, but things had come to this point, and he was almost powerless to do anything about it.

"In that case, I can now announce that I will withdraw from the martial arts tournament in half a month and voluntarily give up the competition for the position of chief disciple!"

Just then, Duan Zhengchun glanced at everyone and suddenly spoke loudly.

Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned. No one expected that Duan Zhengchun would actually take the initiative to give up his qualification!

Qiu Chuji, in particular, was originally thinking about how to resolve the current predicament, but he did not expect that Duan Zhengchun would choose to give up in public.

"But let me make this clear first: if you all want me to withdraw, then let's leave it at that. Yang Guo will remain a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and no one is allowed to mention this matter again!"

Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun looked coldly at the other four sons and said in a deep voice.

"Since you've said so, and none of us are heartless, although Yang Guo has made mistakes, considering his young age and the opportunity for him to reform, we will not pursue today's matter."

"I hope you will keep your word and always remember that you are a disciple of the Quanzhen School."

Just as Qiu Chuji was about to speak, Wang Chuyi, who was standing next to him, stood up again and said with a serious expression.

Upon hearing this, the other three nodded in agreement, and none of them said anything more.

As if they had planned it beforehand, none of the four mentioned Duan Zhengchun's violation of the sect rules again when they heard that Duan Zhengchun was willing to give up the competition for the chief disciple qualification.

In fact, everyone was just speculating about the relationship between Duan Zhengchun, Xiaolongnu, and Lu Wushuang, without any concrete evidence. They knew that even if they continued to entangle themselves, it would probably not lead to anything. Their true purpose had been achieved, so naturally they would not press the matter any further.

At this moment, they naturally reached a tacit understanding with Duan Zhengchun, a situation where each got what they wanted.

Qiu Chuji looked at Duan Zhengchun with a solemn expression, without saying a word. It was too late for him to stop it now.

He had no choice but to compromise, because if his disciple did not withdraw from the competition for the chief disciple, Wang Chuyi and the others would not let it go and would hold onto his disciple's mistakes. In that case, they might force him to expel his disciple from the sect.

"Now that this matter has been settled, we shall take our leave. The sect leader must have been exhausted from his fierce battle with Ouyang Feng today, so please rest early."

Wang Chuyi clasped his hands in a fist salute to Qiu Chuji, then turned and left the hall without looking back.

The others also got up and left one after another.

Before leaving, Zhao Zhijing gave Duan Zhengchun a smug look, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Duan Zhengchun ignored Zhao Zhijing and stood silently in place, looking at the silent Qiu Chuji with some guilt. He knew that Qiu Chuji had high expectations of him, but the goals of the two of them, master and disciple, were different from the beginning.

"Why did you act on your own initiative?!"

After everyone had left, Qiu Chuji finally spoke, his brows furrowed with disappointment.

"Actually, I have never thought about competing for the position of chief disciple, let alone becoming the sect leader. This has always been your expectation, not my own wish."

Duan Zhengchun clasped his hands in a salute and spoke slowly.

"You bastard! What are you saying?! Are you implying that I've been forcing you to make a choice?!"

"As a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, what else do you want to do if not to bring glory to your sect?! With your abilities, you are the best candidate for the position of sect leader!"

Qiu Chuji slammed his hand on the table and shouted sternly.

Duan Zhengchun gave a wry smile and said calmly, "Master, do you still really think I'm the most suitable candidate? Can you really entrust the Quanzhen Sect to me?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji was suddenly stunned, and then his brows furrowed as he fell into deep thought.

To be honest, he had long seen that his disciple's personality had changed drastically since he recovered from his injuries. He was like a completely different person, not only unconventional but also disregarding worldly etiquette and morality. He was not a person who followed the rules at all.

The Quanzhen School has strict rules, which must be strictly followed by any leader. The slightest mistake could tarnish the reputation of the Quanzhen School.

He had to admit that the disciple in front of him was no longer the most suitable candidate for the position of sect leader.

Although he was unwilling, he had no choice but to accept the outcome.

But after much thought, he realized that apart from Duan Zhengchun, there was probably no other third-generation disciple who was qualified and capable of becoming the future sect leader.

Moreover, the person he least wanted to be was Zhao Zhijing.

Seeing Qiu Chuji remain silent again, Duan Zhengchun smiled and said, "Actually, you shouldn't have focused all your attention on me. There must be someone more suitable than me, you just haven't discovered it yet."

Qiu Chuji frowned and asked, "Who?"

Duan Zhengchun laughed and said, "You'll see when the time comes. The most important thing now is for you to calm down and not hurt yourself, otherwise no one will stand up for him when the time comes."

"By the way, were you injured when you fought Ouyang Feng just now? Let me take a look."

As Duan Zhengchun spoke, he approached with a forced smile and reached out to help Qiu Chuji assess his condition.

"Don't worry about me! I'm fine!"

Qiu Chuji rolled his eyes at Duan Zhengchun, who was fawning over him, and pushed Duan Zhengchun's hand away.

Duan Zhengchun smiled and withdrew his hand, repeatedly apologizing.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun constantly apologizing, Qiu Chuji snorted and his expression gradually softened. He continued, "Don't be so frivolous. Although you drove Ouyang Feng away, Yang Guo's mistakes cannot be let go so easily, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public."

"He needs to suffer a bit, otherwise he won't learn his lesson! Lock him up for half a month to reflect on his actions!"

Duan Zhengchun smiled, clasped his hands in a salute, and said softly, "Master is right, Master is wise!"

Qiu Chuji snorted coldly and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, alright, get lost."

Duan Zhengchun agreed and left without lingering, secretly letting out a sigh of relief.

Watching Duan Zhengchun's departing figure, Qiu Chuji couldn't help but frown slightly, his expression becoming somewhat solemn once again.

He didn't know what his disciple was up to, but he was certain that his disciple already had another plan in mind.

"Senior brother, how did it go? Did Master punish you?"

Lin Zhiyuan, who had been waiting outside the main hall, immediately came forward to greet Duan Zhengchun when he came out, and asked him with concern.

Duan Zhengchun shook his head and said, "It's all over now."

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at the main hall with a puzzled look and whispered, "I saw that Senior Brother looked very smug when he came out. What exactly happened inside?"

Duan Zhengchun turned to look at Lin Zhiyuan meaningfully and said slowly, "Now it's up to you. Don't let me and your master down!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan instantly understood, realizing that his senior brother must have just announced his decision not to compete for the position of chief disciple.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyuan silently clenched his fists, his eyes revealing an unprecedented determination.

Duan Zhengchun said nothing more. After hesitating for a moment, he walked straight toward the place where Yang Guo was imprisoned.

After today, a weight was finally lifted from his heart. Although this disappointed Qiu Chuji, it was perhaps the best decision for both him and the Quanzhen School.

He could live without wine, but he could never live without women, so he was destined not to become the leader of the Quanzhen Sect.

As for the matter between Yang Guo and Ouyang Feng, he did not want to pursue it any further for the time being. Ouyang Feng had already suffered a qi deviation due to practicing martial arts and had received his just deserts.

Although Ouyang Feng killed Tan Chuduan, one of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, he didn't even know what Tan Chuduan looked like, so it was really hard for him to empathize with him, and he didn't feel any hatred at all.

That's why he chose to spare Ouyang Feng's life, but if this had happened before his rebirth, he definitely wouldn't have let Ouyang Feng go...