Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Seeing Hao Datong's rapid offensive, Duan Zhengchun remained calm and composed, using the Big Dipper Seven Forms taught to him by Qiu Chuji to easily deflect all of Hao Datong's attacks with ease and grace.

The moment they saw Duan Zhengchun make his move, Hao Datong and Wang Chuyi, who were fighting, changed their expressions! Because the Yin Zhiping they knew was no longer the same Yin Zhiping. Not only did he possess the One-Finger Divine Skill, but his martial arts skills had also reached a level of perfection!

For dozens of rounds in a row, Hao Datong didn't even manage to touch the hem of Duan Zhengchun's clothes!

"I never expected Zhiping's skills to be on par with Junior Brother Hao's. It seems I really underestimated him before!"

Just then, Wang Chuyi, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly said something.

Upon hearing this, Hao Datong seemed to immediately feel embarrassed. Taking advantage of the moment when Duan Zhengchun withdrew to block, he suddenly came to the edge of the crowd, dodged the sword from the hand of one of his disciples, and thrust the sword towards Duan Zhengchun's chest!

Although Hao Datong had already exerted all his strength in the previous dozens of moves, he had always left himself some room and did not attack Duan Zhengchun's vital points. But now he seemed to have become reckless!

"Senior Brother Yin, take this sword!"

Upon seeing this, one of Qiu Chuji's disciples, who was standing in the crowd, immediately threw his sword at Duan Zhengchun!

"Stop when you've made your point!"

Upon seeing this, Qiu Chuji immediately shouted again. He knew his beloved disciple's skills well, and if he used his full strength, it was very likely that both sides would be injured!

At this moment, Hao Datong had already used the Quanzhen Sect's superior sword technique, One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones! With a flick of his wrist, three sword shadows instantly materialized, heading straight for Duan Zhengchun's face, chest, and throat—three vital points!

The surrounding disciples gasped in amazement at Hao Datong's exquisite swordsmanship!

Duan Zhengchun leaped high into the air and pulled the longsword that had been tossed into the air with one hand. He instantly poured his innate true energy into the sword and swung it out like lightning!

A powerful sword aura burst forth instantly, heading straight for Hao Datong!

As the two swords clashed, Duan Zhengchun leaned close to Hao Datong and quickly whispered something. Then, after exchanging dozens of blows, the two retreated.

"I never imagined that my sect would have such a gifted disciple all these years! It is truly a blessing for my sect! If my master were alive, he would be gratified!"

Hao Datong sheathed his sword and stood there, looking at Duan Zhengchun with a solemn expression, and sincerely praised him.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Uncle-Master!"

"If I have offended you in any way before, I hope Uncle Hao will forgive me."

Duan Zhengchun bowed respectfully and responded with a sincere expression.

Thus, their duel came to an end.

Although on the surface the two fought for hundreds of rounds without a clear winner, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi and Hao Datong, who were standing in the crowd, could clearly see that Duan Zhengchun's skills were already superior to Hao Datong's!

Because Hao Datong had just used one of the most advanced sword techniques of the Quanzhen Sect, while Duan Zhengchun had neutralized all of Hao Datong's moves using only the most basic Quanzhen sword technique of his own sect! In fact, the subtlety of Duan Zhengchun's technique far surpassed Hao Datong's "One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones"!

Even Qiu Chuji, who knew Duan Zhengchun would not lose, was stunned!

His two sentences about "stopping at the right point" were actually directed at Duan Zhengchun, because he was worried that Duan Zhengchun might go too far and hurt Hao Datong!

In fact, Duan Zhengchun only used 70% of his strength in their recent exchange, because he didn't want Hao Datong to lose face in public, as that would only bring more trouble. At the same time, he also wanted to hide his strength. In this unfamiliar world, he had to be vigilant at all times, especially to prevent Zhao Zhijing and his apprentice from knowing all about his strength.

Hao Datong gave Duan Zhengchun a meaningful look, tossed his sword to his disciple, and left the backyard without looking back.

After tonight's encounter, he has officially decided to withdraw from the competition for the sect leader position, because all his disciples combined are no match for Yin Zhiping.

The whisper he heard during his fight with Duan Zhengchun was only ten words long: "Don't become a knife in someone else's hand."

He had realized that he had been used by his senior brother, Wang Chuyi.

"Junior brother, do you still think he's qualified?"

Qiu Chuji slowly turned to look at Wang Chuyi and asked a question. Although his tone was calm and his expression was composed, Wang Chuyi's expression changed, and he hurriedly bowed.

"Zhiping's skills have indeed surpassed his master's. He is certainly qualified. It seems that I misjudged him before."

"As long as he can keep to himself and strictly abide by the precepts in the future, I believe he will not say anything more."

Qiu Chuji turned his gaze elsewhere and said in a deep voice, "Some things are best left unsaid."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chuyi broke out in a cold sweat. He bowed deeply, said nothing more, and immediately turned and left.

The other disciples who were watching also dispersed, leaving only Qiu Chuji and his three disciples.

Have you thought it through?

Looking at Duan Zhengchun who was slowly approaching him, Qiu Chuji asked a question.

Duan Zhengchun clasped his hands in a salute and said softly, "This disciple still feels that I have not done anything wrong."

Upon hearing this reply, Qiu Chuji shook his head helplessly, said nothing more, and walked straight toward the gate.

They made no mention of what happened last night.

Little Seventeen followed behind Qiu Chuji, made a face at Duan Zhengchun and Lin Zhiyuan, and then left the back garden with Qiu Chuji.

After watching Qiu Chuji leave, Duan Zhengchun silently returned to his bedroom.

He knew that Qiu Chuji was waiting for him to admit his mistake. Perhaps the moment he bowed his head, he could be released from confinement and regain his freedom, but he could not deceive himself.

He has never regretted anything about Xiaolongnu.

On the other hand, after returning, Director Wang gave Zhao Zhijing a severe dressing-down, saying that Zhao Zhijing was useless and spent all his time on unorthodox methods. But in fact, it was he himself who sent Zhao Zhijing to secretly monitor Yin Zhiping.

Because of this, Zhao Zhijing blamed all the mistakes on Yin Zhiping, and even regretted bringing the seriously injured Yin Zhiping back to the mountain, feeling that Yin Zhiping should have died on the way.

...

Ten days later.

As dawn broke, chaos erupted within Chongyang Palace, with all the disciples rushing to the main hall entrance.

Not long after, Qiu Chuji arrived quickly with Wang Chuyi.

"Headmaster!"

Everyone present hurriedly bowed and stepped aside.

When Qiu Chuji approached, he immediately saw a string of blood-red characters on the wall at the entrance of the main hall!

The month-long deadline has arrived. Tonight at midnight, we will settle this score. Anyone who dares to break the agreement will be executed without mercy!

Hao Datong, who arrived first, looked at Qiu Chuji with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice, "Sect Leader, it seems that the other party has secretly infiltrated Chongyang Palace last night. Their intentions are not good!"

Wang Chuyi said, "The fact that they were able to sneak into Chongyang Palace without anyone noticing, leave bloody words on this wall, and then leave silently shows that the enemy who came this time has unfathomable martial arts skills!"

Upon hearing this, all the disciples around him became solemn and tense.

Qiu Chuji took a deep breath and said calmly, "What is destined to come will come eventually. Send word to all disciples in the sect to be prepared and guard the area at all costs. We must not let the other side rescue them!"

Hao Datong said worriedly, "Senior Brother, are you really going to accept the challenge? But your strength hasn't fully recovered yet! If something goes wrong, I'm afraid..."

Qiu Chuji waved his hand and said seriously, "With a formidable enemy at hand, I have already disregarded my own life and death. No matter what, I cannot let them succeed!"

Upon hearing this, Hao Datong said nothing more and immediately left with Wang Chuyi to arrange for the disciples in the sect to prepare for defense.

For a time, the entire Quanzhen Sect was filled with panic.

At the beginning of Zi Shi.

Qiu Chuji, along with Wang Chuyi and Hao Datong, sat upright in the main hall, awaiting the arrival of the enemy.

Outside the main hall, the disciples were scattered in various places, ready for battle, their swords drawn.

But as time passed, the other party still did not show up, which inevitably cast a cloud of doubt over everyone's mind.

The other party left a message in blood, clearly saying they would come to pick someone up at midnight, but they never showed up.

"It's almost midnight, will the enemy stop coming?"

Hao Datong frowned and asked hesitantly, unsure whether he was asking himself or Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi beside him.

"Since they left a message in blood, they will definitely appear! They haven't shown themselves for so long, they must be exhausting us, and they may have been hiding in the shadows watching us all along!"

Qiu Chuji's face remained as still as water as he calmly uttered a single sentence.

With a formidable enemy at hand, he seemed to be the only one who remained calm and composed.

"What? Is someone already impatient to die?!"

"Hahaha..."

Just then, a cold voice suddenly came from the night sky, accompanied by a sinister laugh.

Immediately afterwards, footsteps sounded from the rooftops overhead, and more than a dozen black figures leaped down, landing on the stone steps in front of the main hall...