Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"Old rascal, since you were secretly watching the martial arts tournament that day, why didn't you show yourself when the Mongol Tartars appeared?"

Duan Zhengchun poured Zhou Botong another cup of wine while asking him a question with a smile.

"I came to Xiangyang because I was worried about Guo Jing and Rong'er's safety, but then I found out that with you here, there was no need for me to take action. It was just dealing with a bunch of clowns."

"I just didn't expect that your martial arts skills would be so good that even I am no match for you! That Mongolian Grand Preceptor really messed with the wrong person!"

Zhou Botong smiled, took a sip of wine from his cup, and said with a sigh.

During their time together, he discovered that Duan Zhengchun was not as stubborn as those stinky Taoist priests in the sect, and was quite interesting, so he liked him very much.

Duan Zhengchun shook his head and smiled, then continued, "By the way, I'm setting off back to Zhongnan Mountain tomorrow. Would you be willing to come with me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Botong frowned and asked in confusion, "Weren't you expelled from the sect? Why do you suddenly want to go back?"

Duan Zhengchun said, "There are some things I need to take care of back home, and I haven't seen my master for three years. I want to go back and visit him."

Zhou Botong frowned and fell silent, clearly showing some resistance.

"If you're willing to come back with me, I can teach you other things along the way. I know more than just the Six Yang Finger, a martial art from the Quanzhen School."

Duan Zhengchun paused for a moment, then continued eating as if nothing had happened, and spoke slowly.

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Botong immediately agreed without hesitation.

Seeing that Zhou Botong agreed, Duan Zhengchun smiled without saying a word and continued to drink with Zhou Botong, telling each other about what they had seen and heard during their travels in the martial arts world.

The next morning, Duan Zhengchun set off with Wanyan Ping and Zhou Botong, heading straight for Zhongnan Mountain.

At the same time, he also ordered the Green-Clad Guards to send the message back to the headquarters, so that Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang could meet him at Zhongnan Mountain.

Meanwhile, heroes from all walks of life had also left the Beggars' Sect headquarters, returning to their respective sects to gather their forces, awaiting Guo Jing's summons at any time.

When Hao Datong led his men to find the inn where Duan Zhengchun was staying, they discovered that Duan Zhengchun had disappeared. He assumed that Duan Zhengchun was unwilling to return to the mountain with him, so he had no choice but to lead his disciples Zhao Zhijing and Lin Zhiyuan back to Zhongnan Mountain to report back.

Unbeknownst to them, Zhou Botong, who had disappeared for many years, was also by Duan Zhengchun's side.

...

Half a month later.

Duan Zhengchun, along with Wanyan Ping and Zhou Botong, leisurely arrived at Zhongnan Mountain. Along the way, they each cultivated their skills and made progress in their martial arts.

Duan Zhengchun kept his promise. In addition to teaching Zhou Botong the Six Yang Finger technique, he also taught him the Cloud Track Illusionary Lightness Skill. He even shared the Yi Jin Jing, the Dog Beating Stick Technique, and the Dugu Nine Swords without holding back.

However, Zhou Botong did not like using a sword, so he only learned the Cloud Shadow and the Yi Jin Jing.

Duan Zhengchun first took Wanyan Ping and Zhou Botong back to the Tomb of the Living Dead to see Granny Sun. After settling the two of them in, he returned to the Quanzhen Sect.

When the disciples saw Duan Zhengchun return to the Quanzhen Sect, it caused quite a stir, since he was no longer a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.

However, since Hao Datong and others had already returned to the mountain gate in advance, the news of Duan Zhengchun's great victory over the Mongol National Preceptor in Xiangyang City had already spread throughout the sect.

Therefore, when the disciples saw Duan Zhengchun, their feelings were somewhat complicated.

Duan Zhengchun ignored the strange looks from the disciples and followed Xiao Shiqi to the outside of the alchemy room in the backyard.

This return was indeed somewhat unfortunate, as Qiu Chuji had just begun his seclusion a few days prior.

"Master, look who's back!!"

Little Seventeen stood outside the alchemy room, shouting loudly towards it.

Duan Zhengchun stood at the bottom of the stone steps, looking at the familiar alchemy room in front of him, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

If there was anything in the Quanzhen Sect that he still cared about, it was probably his master, who had given him a completely different life.

"Master, Senior Brother Yin is back!"

"Can you hear me?!"

Little Seventeen kept calling out from the door of the alchemy room, but there was no response from inside.

After a long silence, Duan Zhengchun sighed helplessly, stopped Xiao Shiqi, and slowly said, "It seems that this time the timing is indeed not right to come back, but I should stay on Zhongnan Mountain for a while longer."

"If Master emerges from seclusion, he can send someone to the Tomb of the Living Dead to inform me."

As he finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun smiled, patted the head of the somewhat disappointed Xiao Shiqi, and turned to leave.

"Squeak..."

However, at that moment, the door to the alchemy room suddenly opened slowly, and Qiu Chuji, who had been in seclusion, slowly appeared at the door.

"Senior brother! Master is out!"

Seeing this, Xiao Shiqi hurriedly shouted a reminder.

Duan Zhengchun was startled and stopped abruptly. He then slowly turned around to look behind him.

When the master and disciple looked into each other's eyes, it seemed as if they had said a lot to each other in an instant.

After three years apart, we are finally reunited.

"Disciple greets Master!"

After regaining his senses, Duan Zhengchun hurriedly bowed respectfully.

Although he was no longer a disciple of the Quanzhen School, Qiu Chuji would always be his master.

"Get up."

Qiu Chuji smiled and slowly raised his hand in a gesture. Although he appeared calm on the surface, a hint of suppressed joy and excitement was clearly visible in his eyes.

Then, Duan Zhengchun followed Qiu Chuji into the alchemy room and sat down facing each other.

"It's been three years, and you seem to have changed no at all. You're still as spirited as ever."

Qiu Chuji looked Duan Zhengchun up and down, and said something with a gentle smile.

"But Master seems to have aged a lot."

Duan Zhengchun said with a somewhat solemn expression.

Qiu Chuji laughed and said, "Everyone gets old, especially someone as old as your master. Maybe when you come back next time, your master will be too old to walk."

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun felt a sudden pang of bitterness. If he hadn't been expelled from the sect, he might have been able to stay by his master's side as before.

"How have you been? Where have you been these past three years? What have you been doing?"

Qiu Chuji noticed Duan Zhengchun's low spirits and quickly changed the subject.

Duan Zhengchun said slowly, "I have been to many places, almost all over the country, and have gained a lot of knowledge."

Qiu Chuji smiled and nodded, then continued, "Very good, it's better than staying here on Zhongnan Mountain all the time. You're still young, you should go out and explore more."

"You are like an eagle now. You belong to the world and to the martial arts world. You should not be confined to one place."

He had regretted expelling this disciple from the sect in the past, but seeing Duan Zhengchun's current state, he suddenly felt relieved.

Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then slowly took off the sword box from behind him and placed it in front of Qiu Chuji. He then slowly pressed the mechanism, took the Lingxiao Sword out of the sword box, and respectfully handed it to Qiu Chuji.

When Qiu Chuji saw the Lingxiao Sword appear before him, he was momentarily stunned, but he did not reach out to take it.

When he confirmed that the Lingxiao Sword was in Duan Zhengchun's hands, he immediately realized that the person who had been wielding the Lingxiao Sword and acting chivalrously for the past three years was his disciple.

At this moment, he felt immense satisfaction and pride.

"Truly worthy of being my disciple, Qiu Chuji!"

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Chuji offered a sincere compliment.

Duan Zhengchun smiled and then told Qiu Chuji about the origin of the Lingxiao Sword. He also briefly recounted his deeds of punishing the good and eliminating the evil over the past three years.

"Since this sword is a sacred object of the Quanzhen Sect, today I will personally return it to my master, which can be considered as returning it to its rightful owner."

As Duan Zhengchun spoke, he respectfully presented the Lingxiao Sword once again.

But Qiu Chuji shook his head and said seriously, "Since it is already in your hands, it means that it has found its new owner."

"Perhaps this was all decided by your grandmaster in heaven. To be honest, you are very much like him."

"I hope you can wield this sword, uphold justice, and continue to be yourself."

Upon hearing Qiu Chuji's answer, Duan Zhengchun was taken aback. He slowly looked up at Qiu Chuji and said slowly, "Master, do you really want to pass this sword to your disciple?"

Qiu Chuji nodded seriously and said earnestly, "It chose you on its own. Since that's the case, why should your master forcibly take it back?"

"You are the most suitable owner for it."

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun was deeply moved. He respectfully bowed to Qiu Chuji and carefully put away the Lingxiao Sword.

From then on, the Lingxiao Sword truly became his sword.

"Where is Miss Long? Why didn't you bring her with you when you returned to the mountain this time?"

Just then, Qiu Chuji suddenly asked a question.

Duan Zhengchun, who was still immersed in emotion, froze on the spot upon hearing these words, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face...