Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"Zhiping!"

At this moment, Qiu Chuji's voice suddenly rang out.

Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then let go of Zhao Zhijing's hand without glancing at him again, and walked straight toward Qiu Chuji.

Zhao Zhijing collapsed to the ground, clutching his neck which bore five finger marks, and coughed incessantly.

Many of the disciples around him looked at Zhao Zhijing with disdain in their eyes, but were filled with admiration for Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun said nothing more and carried Qiu Chuji straight towards the back garden. He was a man of his word, and since he had promised Qiu Chuji to stay in the back garden, he would not go anywhere else until the ban was lifted.

Lin Zhiyuan and Xiao Shiqi exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

Upon returning to the back garden, Duan Zhengchun immediately disregarded Qiu Chuji's objections and began to heal Qiu Chuji's injuries using his innate skill.

If it weren't for Qiu Chuji, he wouldn't have been able to be reborn. Conversely, if it weren't for him, the Quanzhen Sect wouldn't have suffered such a great calamity, and there wouldn't have been no one who could withstand the attack of that group of enemies.

When Xiao Shiqi arrived and told him that Qiu Chuji wanted him to quietly leave the mountain, he was once again moved by Qiu Chuji's choice, so he rushed over without hesitation.

How could he possibly betray Qiu Chuji after being treated so well?!

...

Three days later.

Outside the room, Duan Zhengchun had placed a table at the doorway and sat motionless on it, meditating and practicing his internal energy. The morning light shone on his face, revealing an indescribable charm.

Qiu Chuji was unconscious for three days, and he guarded the door for three days without ever leaving. Apart from Xiao Shiqi, who brought Qiu Chuji his meals every day, he did not allow anyone to enter the room behind him.

Because he used his internal energy to heal Qiu Chuji's injuries, he also consumed a lot of his true energy. But perhaps it was destined that he would break through the bottleneck and successfully break through to the sixth level of the Innate Skill! However, the progress was slow and no longer as rapid as it had been at the beginning.

However, Duan Zhengchun was already satisfied, at least Qiu Chuji would no longer be in any serious danger.

He also used these three days to almost recover his depleted true energy. There were a few moments when he felt like a monster, because he never thought that he was actually a martial arts prodigy who was only seen once in a thousand years!

Everything seemed to have changed from the moment I was reborn.

Just then, the door behind him suddenly creaked open, and Qiu Chuji slowly walked out.

Upon hearing the noise, Duan Zhengchun immediately stopped his practice, jumped off the table, and looked at Qiu Chuji, whose expression had already softened, and couldn't help but grin.

"Master!"

Lin Zhiyuan and Xiao Shiqi, who were not far away, also saw Qiu Chuji and ran over happily, almost crying with excitement.

During the three days that Qiu Chuji was in a coma, the two of them stayed by Duan Zhengchun's side.

For Duan Zhengchun, the number of people he considers important has increased from just Qiu Chuji in the past to two more.

"Master, how do you feel?"

Duan Zhengchun asked with a smile.

Qiu Chuji nodded, looked at Duan Zhengchun meaningfully, and said softly, "Much better. Your internal energy is even stronger than before you were injured. It won't be long before your internal energy is fully restored."

"Great."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan and Xiao Shiqi couldn't help but laugh happily.

"Is your skill level alright?"

Qiu Chuji looked at Duan Zhengchun with satisfaction and asked with concern.

Duan Zhengchun waved his hand without saying a word, turned around and sat on the stone steps, looking in the direction of Chaomu Cliff, in an unusually good mood.

Qiu Chuji ordered Lin Zhiyuan to bring him a chair and sat down next to Duan Zhengchun. Then he gestured for Lin Zhiyuan to take Xiao Shiqi away.

"This time, you have done a great service to the Quanzhen Sect! If it weren't for you, who knows what would have happened."

Qiu Chuji leaned back in his chair, looking in the same direction as Duan Zhengchun. The memories of the two of them on Chaomu Cliff gradually surfaced in his mind, as if it were yesterday.

Duan Zhengchun smiled but didn't reply. He didn't want to hear any words of thanks, because to him, they meant nothing; they were just things he should do.

Anyone who wants to harm Qiu Chuji must first get past him, unless he is dead.

Then, Qiu Chuji began to tell Duan Zhengchun about the story of Lingzhi Shangren and the Western Regions Tantric Buddhism. Duan Zhengchun rested his chin on his hands and listened quietly, like a diligent and studious child.

"...The Western Regions Tantric sect had disappeared after the Jin Dynasty was destroyed, but now it has made a comeback and is even thinking of welcoming back Master Lingzhi. I just don't know who is in charge of the Tantric sect now."

"So many of them died in Zhongnan Mountain this time, and they will probably come after us again in the future. Master Lingzhi is still imprisoned in the underground dungeon of Chongyang Palace. Keeping him around will eventually be a disaster."

After recounting the past, Qiu Chuji spoke with a solemn expression.

"I've already killed him!"

Duan Zhengchun suddenly spoke up.

After Qiu Chuji fell into a coma, Hao Datong and Wang Chuyi visited him several times. He learned about these things from Hao Datong.

Upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's words, Qiu Chuji was visibly taken aback, but he quickly nodded thoughtfully and said slowly, "You did the right thing. What you said in front of the main hall yesterday has greatly benefited your teacher."

“You’re right. Although our sect values ​​martial virtue and believes that killing should not be done unless absolutely necessary, we cannot be lenient with heretical sects like the Western Regions Tantric sect. We should exterminate them without hesitation to prevent them from wreaking havoc on the martial world and harming more people!”

"Some old rules need to be changed. We can no longer stick to the old ways. I believe your grandmaster's spirit in heaven would not object."

Duan Zhengchun's heart stirred, and he silently nodded, a warm feeling welling up inside him. He didn't know how much of Qiu Chuji's change in opinion was to protect him, but even the slightest bit was worth remembering for a lifetime.

"Since my master passed away, first the Jurchens wreaked havoc on the world, then the Mongols rose up unexpectedly, the world was in chaos, the martial arts world was in turmoil, and there were many crises!"

"The Quanzhen Sect has gradually declined and is in turmoil, far from its peak when Master was alive. Your appearance may be a mysterious variable."

“But since you returned from the northern desert, your behavior has become somewhat unconventional and eccentric, as if you have become a different person. Sometimes even your teacher has begun to have difficulty understanding you.”

"Perhaps it's because you've forgotten everything from the past, but in any case, I hope you can become a person of integrity and righteousness, and not go astray, lest you fail to live up to my expectations."

After pondering for a long time, Qiu Chuji spoke again, his words earnest and meaningful.

"Please rest assured, Master. A true man knows what to do and what not to do. I know what to do."

Duan Zhengchun nodded heavily, making his promise with unwavering certainty.

Qiu Chuji smiled and reached out to pat Duan Zhengchun's head with satisfaction, but stopped halfway through, as if he felt something was amiss, and slowly withdrew his hand.

"Starting tomorrow, you may leave the backyard; the curfew is lifted."

Qiu Chuji paused for a moment, then slowly said something.

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and asked with a smile, "Master is not angry anymore?"

Qiu Chuji shook his head and said earnestly, "I have never really been angry with you. I just don't want you to forget your original intentions. But after what happened that day, I believe that no matter how you change, you will always be my good disciple."

Duan Zhengchun smiled and nodded silently.

"I have decided to send you to the Western Regions."

Qiu Chuji remained silent for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject.

"It's related to Tantric Buddhism?!"

Duan Zhengchun was taken aback, then turned to look at Qiu Chuji, whose expression had suddenly become serious, with a puzzled look on his face.

Qiu Chuji shook his head and said, "Although I have quelled the previous matter for you, there are still some rumors circulating in the sect. The martial arts tournament will be held in two months, and I hope you can go out and gain some experience."

"It just so happens that your Uncle Liu and Uncle Sun have been away from Zhongnan Mountain for a year and have not returned. They may have been killed. Therefore, I hope you will go to the Western Regions to find out the news. I want to see them alive or dead."

"If you can bring their bodies back, it will be a great deed for the entire church, and the rumors will disappear on their own."

Qiu Chuji went to great lengths to make his disciple the chief disciple.

"I have two more senior and junior martial uncles?"

Duan Zhengchun was taken aback for a moment, then asked a question in confusion.

Qiu Chuji hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Duan Zhengchun. Remembering that his beloved disciple had already lost his memory, he explained, "Back then, Master took in a total of seven disciples, who were known in the martial arts world as the Seven Masters of Quanzhen."

"I am ranked fourth, fifth is your Uncle Wang, sixth is your Uncle Hao, and there are also first, second, third, and seventh. However, your eldest uncle Ma Yu has already passed away due to illness, and your second uncle Tan Chuduan was also poisoned by Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison."

"Now only five of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen remain. Your third senior uncle Liu Chuxuan and your seventh senior uncle Sun Bu'er left Zhongnan Mountain a year ago and their whereabouts and fates are still unknown."

Duan Zhengchun then realized that he had two senior uncles and master uncles whom he had never met, and he was also learning about the Seven Masters of Quanzhen for the first time. After a pause, he couldn't help but ask, "What exactly is going on?"

Qiu Chuji sighed and said, "A year ago, a group of mysterious experts suddenly attacked Chongyang Palace, killing dozens of my disciples and causing chaos in the treasure pavilion before escaping!"

"At the time, we suspected that this group of mysterious experts might be after the Nine Yin Manual. In order to find out their origins and to seek justice for the dozens of dead disciples, your Uncle Liu and Uncle Sun led people to pursue them."

"They had been secretly in contact with the church, but two months ago they suddenly disappeared without a trace! Based on my deduction, they have most likely been murdered!"

"But now your master and your two other uncles are all severely injured and unable to travel far. So I hope you will go and do everything you can to find out the truth. No matter if you live or die, bring them back!"

Duan Zhengchun immediately stood up, bowed respectfully, and said, "Please rest assured, Master, even if it means going through fire and water, I will definitely get to the bottom of this and bring them back to Zhongnan Mountain!"

Qiu Chuji nodded with satisfaction, his face full of approval.

If it were his former beloved disciple, he might not have had the confidence to send him to the Western Regions, but his current disciple is no longer the same as before, so he made this decision.

"Master, what is the Nine Yin Manual you just mentioned? Is it a martial arts classic?"

Duan Zhengchun asked a question out of curiosity.

"That is a superior martial arts manual. Back then, the struggle for it caused an unprecedented bloodbath in the martial arts world. However, it's a long story. I will tell you the details after you return safely from the Western Regions."

"Get ready to leave as soon as possible."

Qiu Chuji sighed and spoke slowly, as if recalling some past events.

Duan Zhengchun nodded and asked, "When do we set off?"

"First thing tomorrow morning!"

Qiu Chuji paused for a moment, his voice low.

"So urgent?"

Duan Zhengchun was stunned. Qiu Chuji had just lifted his confinement order, and he was thinking of going to find Xiaolongnu to rekindle their romance.

"This journey to the Western Regions is thousands of miles away. We must act swiftly and return as soon as possible."

"Go with peace of mind. Leave the rumors to me. I guarantee that when you return from the Western Regions, no one in the sect will openly target you again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Chuji stood up and walked straight toward the courtyard gate, his expression resolute.

Duan Zhengchun watched Qiu Chuji's retreating figure, bowed respectfully, and said nothing more.

After nightfall, Duan Zhengchun secretly left Chongyang Palace and headed straight for the Tomb of the Living Dead.

He was to depart for the Western Regions early tomorrow morning, and he absolutely had to say goodbye...