The following few days, we stayed honestly on Wudang Mountain.
Most of the various sects and factions also left within the next two days.
The grand event, held once every five years, was declared over.
This alliance meeting, besides expanding exchanges and sharing intelligence,
strengthened the connections between the various Daoist sects and rogue cultivators.
The most eye-catching figure, without a doubt, was me.
On the arena, sweeping across the six major sects and defeating the top experts from the Western Regions and Japan, I had captured all the glory.
Now, I had become famous overnight.
The most dazzling among the younger generation, the undisputed number one, my name was known throughout the land.
Such a title sounded incredibly impressive.
But I didn't want it at all, it felt utterly useless.
If it weren't for the White Bone Soul Returning Grass, I truly wouldn't have wanted to go up there…
Currently, the entire Wudang Sect,
besides the Wudang disciples, only a very small number of people remained.
For instance, Sister Yunxia from the Qingcheng Sect and her few disciples, they seemed to have some sect mission and needed to stay for about seven or eight days.
Daoist Master Ju Cheng of Bai Niu Mountain, and Yun Long and Yun Hu.
They had nothing specific to do.
Mainly, with Uncle present, Daoist Master Ju Cheng spent his days drinking and chatting with Uncle and a few Wudang elders.
Wudang Mountain also reopened for tourism three days after the alliance meeting.
The Wudang disciples basically withdrew from the major Daoist Palaces and resided in the back mountains.
As usual, they continued their cultivation and enlightenment, or went down the mountain to carry out various missions.
Due to my injuries, for most of these days, I stayed in my room cultivating and healing.
Only occasionally would I wander outside with Old Mo and the others.
Old Mo, with his sociable nature and his passionate, chuunibyo personality,
had managed to get acquainted with all the young disciples on Wudang Mountain over these few days.
Besides the fixed cultivation time each day,
all other times he spent taking Chen Yao around Wudang Mountain…
After six days of rest, my external injuries had basically healed.
Even my internal injuries were largely on the mend.
The reason for such a rapid recovery
was not only my Wood-elemental spiritual root, which possessed powerful healing effects, but also
the elixirs given by Old Mo played a significant role.
Even, after these days of cultivation,
I felt I was getting closer and closer to the peak of Xuandan.
Breakthrough was just around the corner…
Figuring out the time, tomorrow afternoon, the seven-day seal of the True Martial Diagram Array would automatically lift, and then we could claim the prize.
At that time, we would set off from Wudang back to Qing City.
But that afternoon,
Old Mo, Little Yao, Yun Long, Yun Hu, and I were playing a game together in the courtyard.
Preparing to spend our last day in leisurely time on Wudang Mountain.
However, halfway through the game, Xia Qiu Xi arrived in the courtyard.
Without waiting for us to greet her, we heard her anxiously say:
"Everyone, stop playing, we have something to do."
Seeing Xia Qiu Xi suddenly arrive and speak like this,
everyone was puzzled.
But they didn't immediately stop what they were doing.
"Qiu Xi, what happened?"
I asked.
"Yeah! We're about to win a crucial team fight!"
Yun Long chimed in.
But Qiu Xi's expression was serious, and she quickly explained her purpose:
"There's a haunting down the mountain, and it seems quite serious.
Alliance Leader Daoist Master Cang Song wants us younger generation to cooperate with the Wudang disciples and go down the mountain to handle it.
Uncle Tang, Daoist Master Ju Cheng, and my master have all agreed.
Now she's come to call you to the main hall immediately..."
Although everyone was only halfway through their game,
upon hearing it was a serious matter, their expressions immediately turned grim.
Hauntings could lead to deaths, and no one dared to be negligent.
Without any hesitation, they immediately put away their phones.
"Qiu Xi, what kind of haunting, is it serious?"
"No way! This is Wudang Mountain.
A holy land of Daoism, bathed in divine light, how could it be haunted?"
Yun Long exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone was now staring at Xia Qiu Xi.
Xia Qiu Xi didn't know much either; she was just there to relay the message:
"I just got the news, I don't know the specific situation.
Hurry up!
Uncle Tang, Daoist Master Ju Cheng, and my master are all in the Wudang Main Hall discussing this matter."
Hearing this, I no longer hesitated.
I immediately said:
"Old Mo, Little Yao, grab your gear and head to the main hall!"
Yun Long and Yun Hu also stood up and said:
"Okay, we'll grab our gear too, and meet at the main hall!"
After speaking, Yun Long and Yun Hu hurried away from the small courtyard.
Old Mo, Little Yao, and I also went into the house to retrieve our magic weapons, talismans, and other items.
Then, we followed Xia Qiu Xi towards the Wudang Main Hall.
But I was also quite puzzled: why were we, a few people, being asked to go down the mountain to deal with a haunting at the foot of Wudang Mountain?
There were so many powerful figures on Wudang Mountain; any one of them could go down and hold a position.
So I asked Xia Qiu Xi:
"Qiu Xi, why do we few need to go down the mountain together!
Isn't Wudang Mountain short on manpower?
Or is it Uncle and the others' intention to temper us?"
When Qiu Xi heard me, she paused and said:
"I think it's a combination of both!
As you've seen these days.
After the alliance meeting ended, many Wudang disciples have gone down Wudang Mountain.
They've gone to various places to perform sect missions.
The number of people remaining on the mountain isn't that many.
Having us go down the mountain might also have the factor of tempering us..."
Hearing Qiu Xi's explanation, I nodded.
I just didn't know what kind of haunting it was.
However, for us to be mobilized together,
it's likely not a minor skirmish of mere ghosts and spirits, but must be a fierce spirit or a malevolent entity.
Soon, we arrived at the entrance of the main hall.
But we didn't enter immediately, waiting for two minutes.
Yun Long and Yun Hu arrived, and then we entered the main hall together.
As soon as we entered the main hall, we saw the Wudang Sect Leader Daoist Master Cang Song, Daoist Master Liu Yun, and four or five unfamiliar Wudang elders.
As well as Uncle, Sister Yun Xia, and Daoist Master Ju Cheng.
They were seated in order on both sides of the hall, their expressions solemn, and they remained silent.
In the center, Wudang's senior disciple Li Chun Long and two unfamiliar third-generation disciples stood quietly.
The atmosphere was quite serious.
All eyes were on us, watching us enter.
We walked forward, formed hand seals, and paid our respects:
"Greetings to the Alliance Leader, all esteemed seniors."
"Greetings to the Alliance Leader, all esteemed seniors."
"..."
Daoist Master Cang Song, seated in the main position, nodded slightly as we bowed.
Then he said:
"About thirty li down the mountain, there is a village called Li Family Village.
Five days ago, a ghostly incident occurred.
Currently, it has already resulted in several lives.
It can be confirmed that it is an evil ghost wreaking havoc.
Several surrounding villages are now in a state of panic.
I, this humble Daoist, have gained the agreement of all your esteemed nieces and uncles.
Therefore, I have summoned you esteemed nieces and nephews here.
I wish for you esteemed nieces and nephews to go down the mountain together with Chun Long.
To act on behalf of Heaven and jointly slay the evil spirits..."