Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"Look at the clothes he's wearing under his black coat!"

Duan Zhengchun pointed to the corner of the man's inner sleeve peeking out from under his black outer garment and said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Wushuang immediately squatted down, tore open the sleeve of the man's black outer garment, revealing another sleeve of superior material underneath, and her expression changed.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Wushuang tore open the sleeves of the other two corpses next to him and found that only the clothes inside the first person were different!

"This kind of fabric is not something that ordinary people can afford, and it can only be found in one place!"

Duan Zhengchun stared coldly at the man's sleeve and said in a deep voice.

"Lin'an?!"

Lu Wushuang seemed to understand something as well, and blurted it out.

Duan Zhengchun nodded without saying anything and turned to walk towards the carriage.

The assassins may not all have come from Lin'an, but they must be connected to Lin'an. And since he was in Lin'an and someone wanted to kill him, he could only think of one person!

Emperor Song!

Unexpectedly, even after six years, the Song Emperor still wanted to kill him!

A moment later, the carriage set off again, continuing its journey towards Zhongnan Mountain.

Although it was confirmed that the Song Emperor wanted to kill him, he did not change his itinerary. His priority was to return to Zhongnan Mountain.

Along the way, the Qingyi Guards had already sent back news that although Qiu Chuji was seriously injured, his life was not in danger. However, he had to go back and investigate to find out who was behind it all!

Killing Qiu Chuji is the same as killing him!

...

Four days later.

Chongyang Palace.

"Senior Brother Yin is back!"

"Senior Brother Yin!"

When the Quanzhen Sect disciples saw Duan Zhengchun rushing back to the sect from afar, a large number of them quickly gathered around him.

After Duan Zhengchun helped Xiaolongnu and her daughter off the train, he nodded to the crowd around him and walked straight inside.

"Brother!"

At that moment, a figure rushed forward quickly, his face full of excitement.

"Little Seventeen?!"

Duan Zhengchun was taken aback for a moment, then carefully examined the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

Six years have passed since I last saw her, and Little Seventeen has now grown into a young adult.

"Yes, senior brother, you're finally back."

"Everyone misses you."

Little Seventeen nodded heavily, her voice trembling with excitement.

"How is Master's injury? Take me there quickly."

Duan Zhengchun patted Xiao Shiqi on the shoulder with satisfaction and urged him on.

Xiao Shiqi agreed and led the way while saying with a solemn expression, "The Quanzhen Sect was attacked very suddenly this time. There were five people on the other side, but each of them was highly skilled in martial arts."

"Although Master was seriously injured, he has recovered a lot after this period of recuperation."

"Actually, the person who was most seriously injured that day was Senior Brother Lin. If he hadn't been the first to discover the assassin and risked his life to protect Master, I really don't know what would have happened."

Upon hearing that Lin Zhiyuan had also been seriously injured, Duan Zhengchun's expression became even more solemn, and he quickened his pace.

After a long while, Duan Zhengchun finally arrived at Qiu Chuji's residence and saw Qiu Chuji still lying on the bed recuperating from his injuries.

"Master!"

Duan Zhengchun called out and quickly came over. Looking at Qiu Chuji, whose face was still somewhat pale, he clenched his fists, his eyes full of concern.

"Zhiping, why are you back?"

When Qiu Chuji saw Duan Zhengchun and Xiaolongnu, he couldn't help but show a happy expression. He tried to sit up, but the effort caused him to cough incessantly.

"You should just lie still and don't need to get up."

Duan Zhengchun hurriedly stopped him, and then immediately took Qiu Chuji's pulse to check his injuries.

Fortunately, although Qiu Chuji was seriously injured, he was protected by his innate vital energy, so the damage to his internal organs was not too great. With careful recuperation, he was able to make a full recovery.

"Who exactly is the assassin? Could Master have gleaned some clues?"

Duan Zhengchun stared intently at Qiu Chuji with a stern face and asked with a grave expression.

"What an adorable doll! Could it be yours, kid?"

However, Qiu Chuji did not answer Duan Zhengchun's question. Instead, he looked at Ying'er, who was nestled beside Xiaolongnu, with a kind expression and asked her with a smile.

Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then turned around and beckoned to Ying'er, saying softly, "Ying'er, why don't you quickly pay your respects to your master?"

Upon hearing this, Ying'er hesitated before approaching, slowly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Qiu Chuji, and obediently said, "Ying'er greets Master."

Upon hearing this childish greeting, Qiu Chuji couldn't help but smile gently, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Only Duan Zhengchun himself could understand his feelings for Duan Zhengchun.

Seeing my most beloved disciple now married and with children fills me with immense joy.

"Grandmaster, don't cry..."

Ying'er slowly got up from the ground and went straight to the bedside. As she spoke, she grabbed her sleeve and wiped Qiu Chuji's wet eyes.

Qiu Chuji didn't cry, but in Ying'er's innocent heart, she could truly feel the genuine emotions revealed in Qiu Chuji's eyes.

“Master didn’t cry. Master is happy. He’s happy that your father can come back, and he’s also happy that you can come.”

"Is your name Ying'er?"

Qiu Chuji smiled and shook his head, gently stroking Ying'er's little head, and asked with a smile.

"Yes, my name is Duan Liuying. My father gave me this name."

"Master, does it hurt?"

Ying'er nodded, looked at Qiu Chuji who looked weak, and asked him a question with concern.

Although she didn't see any wounds on Qiu Chuji's body and didn't know what being injured meant, when she saw Qiu Chuji's weak appearance, her first thought was whether her master was in pain.

"Grandmaster isn't in pain, he's perfectly fine..."

"Master is just tired..."

Qiu Chuji shook his head as he spoke, then turned his head away, afraid that the child would see his increasingly moist eyes.

Duan Zhengchun turned his head and glanced at Xiaolongnu, then secretly gave her a meaningful look.

"Ying'er, Master is tired. Shall we not disturb him any longer?"

"Go out with Mother first, and come see Master in a little while."

Little Dragon Girl immediately understood. As she spoke, she took Ying'er's hand and turned to walk outside.

"Master, Ying'er will come to see you again in a little while."

Ying'er obediently agreed, waved gently at Qiu Chuji, and slowly left the room with her mother.

Only Duan Zhengchun and Qiu Chuji remained in the room.

"Perhaps it's because I'm getting older, but I've become more sentimental lately."

"That child is so well-behaved, just like you when you were little."

Qiu Chuji secretly wiped the corner of his eye and said with a smile.

"Who did it?"

Duan Zhengchun didn't reply, but asked the question that had been on his mind once again.

He could tell that Qiu Chuji didn't want to tell him.

He could guess that Qiu Chuji was worried about putting him in danger.

Is it that important?

Qiu Chuji gave a wry smile and asked in return.

"It's very important to me!"

"No matter who the other party is or what their motive is, I will not allow anyone to hurt you!"

"This is the bottom line!"

Duan Zhengchun looked at Qiu Chuji seriously and said in a deep voice.

"Never mind, I'm perfectly fine. I was just seriously injured once, I'll recover after some rest."

"Now that you're back, stay a few more days this time. Your teacher really likes Xiao Ying'er."

Qiu Chuji smiled, offered a reassuring remark, and then changed the subject.

"Skull mask, black gold ancient sword, martial arts style very similar to the Taoist school."

Duan Zhengchun said something expressionlessly.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji was taken aback and looked at Duan Zhengchun in surprise. He frowned and then smiled bitterly, saying slowly, "I almost forgot, the Qingyi Guards have also seen those assassins. Someone should have told you about it a long time ago."

Duan Zhengchun shook his head and said in a deep voice, "When the Qingyi Guards arrived that day, they did not engage in direct combat with the other side. The other side withdrew immediately upon seeing the Qingyi Guards appear."

"Therefore, the Blue-Clad Guards did not see the assassins' appearances, nor did they know that the martial arts they used were from a Taoist sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun suddenly frowned, as if he instantly understood something.

The assassins' real goal wasn't to kill Qiu Chuji! They wanted to lure him out using the Green-Clad Guards!

This whole thing was aimed at him from the very beginning!

"Then how did you find out?"

Qiu Chuji looked at Duan Zhengchun with a puzzled expression and asked a question.

Now that Duan Zhengchun had already exposed him, he had no intention of continuing to hide it.

"Because I was also ambushed on my way back, and the people who wanted to kill me were the same group who tried to assassinate you!"

Duan Zhengchun narrowed his eyes and said coldly, his eyes already showing murderous intent.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji was stunned, his brows furrowing instantly...