“Zi Qing, what happened?”
The first to rush over were Uncle-Masters Zuo Qi and Wang Zhengyi, followed by Xiu Qi and Qin Yuan, Yang Xuan and Huo Fei with Chong Ling’er, and a crowd of junior disciples watching the spectacle…
Supported by Yao Xin, Zhang Yansong walked behind with Ouyang Shenhe. As they were both old, they couldn’t keep up with the pace of the young disciples and the martial arts masters…
Facing the two Uncle-Masters, Zi Qing nodded slightly and calmly said, "Someone just tried to kill Abbot Wan!"
"What, who, where?"
Xiu Qi’s eyes widened, and he, along with Qin Yuan and others, looked around searching. Wan Yunting walked up and said, "That person was at the Martial Dao Gang Jin realm, and he escaped."
"Martial Dao Gang Jin!"
Zuo Qi and Wang Zhengyi frowned, gazing at Wan Yunting. "Do you know what technique he used?" asked.
Wan Yunting shook his head and said, "He used saber techniques, very powerful. Senior Sister Zi Qing was injured."
"Sister, where are you hurt…"
Chong Ling’er immediately stepped forward, looking at Zi Qing with concern. Zi Qing shook her head, indicating she was fine, and said, "That person’s saber techniques were very domineering, somewhat similar to the Great Saber Sect’s techniques!"
"It does seem a bit similar."
Reminded of this, Wan Yunting recalled that during the grand ancestor worship ceremony of the Wuliang Daoist Temple, when disciples competed in martial arts, he had seen the saber techniques used by a disciple of the Great Saber Sect. They were indeed similar to those used by the person who had just tried to kill him.
But Lin Yidao’s saber techniques were even more fierce and domineering!
"Abbot Wan, Xian Yun mentioned earlier that a disciple expelled from our Wudang Sect, Duan Feilong, went to kill you. Is this the same incident?" Wang Zhengyi squinted and asked Wan Yunting.
"You could say that."
Wan Yunting did not shy away from the gazes of the two Wudang Sect masters, saying, "They are all people from the Heavenly Eye Main Divine Cult!"
"Heavenly Eye Main Divine Cult…?"
Wang Zhengyi and Zuo Qi were stunned. They exchanged glances and then looked directly at Wan Yunting. "Didn't this Heavenly Eye Main Divine Cult already leave China? How could they reappear domestically?"
Wan Yunting shook his head and said, "The Heavenly Eye Main Divine Cult was expelled by your various sects back then, but over the years, some cultists of the Heavenly Eye Main Divine Cult have been active in regions like the northwest of the country, just not as rampant."
"So, Duan Feilong, who was expelled by the Sect Leader Senior Brother, became a member of the Heavenly Eye Main Divine Cult?"
Zuo Qi turned to look at Wang Zhengyi. Last time Wan Yunting was ambushed by Duan Feilong at home, Zi Qing had learned about it through the senior disciple, and Xian Yun had learned about Duan Feilong's past through Uncle-Master Wang Zhengyi.
"Alas, that Duan Feilong, he was indeed a rare martial arts prodigy of our Wudang Sect, but unfortunately, his heart was not righteous. If he hadn't killed someone outside the mountain and refused to repent and fled back then, the Sect Leader Senior Brother wouldn't have expelled him."
Wang Zhengyi seemed to know Duan Feilong very well, and his expression showed regret and pity when he spoke.
Zi Qing turned to look at Wan Yunting. She saw him narrowing his eyes, lost in thought, secretly wondering if the ambush by Duan Feilong at his home was also arranged by Tan Zhiyuan!
Now Wan Yunting was completely certain that Tan Zhiyuan must have had someone behind him!
After all, Wan Yunting hadn't been to the capital yet and didn't know Tan Zhiyuan at all at that time!
“Little Wan, are you alright…”
At this moment, Ouyang Shenhe climbed up, panting. With a tense old face, he came over. Wan Yunting went to help him and smiled, "Grandpa, I'm fine. Why did you come up too?"
Ouyang Shenhe waved his hand. His eyes were wide open and he said, "Little Wan, tell me, who wanted to kill you?"
Seeing the old man's angry gaze, Wan Yunting felt a surge of warmth and smiled, "Grandpa, I'm investigating it. I'll tell you slowly when we get back."
Ouyang Shenhe looked around, knowing that there were too many people present. But he raised his voice and said sternly, "Good, no matter who it is, if they dare to harm a descendant of my Ouyang family, then I, Ouyang Shenhe, even if I have to sacrifice this old life, will make sure the other party perishes without a burial place!"
As soon as he said this, discussions erupted among the surrounding Wudang disciples…
Zuo Qi and Wang Zhengyi exchanged glances, knowing that Ouyang Shenhe's words were directed at them.
"Alright, stop gathering here."
Zhang Yansong said to the disciples, "You all go down the mountain immediately and seal all the exits of Wudang Mountain. Contact the police station and arrest anyone suspicious. We must not let the killer escape!"
"Yes."
Xiu Qi and Qin Yuan nodded and led some disciples down the mountain, following the small path Lin Yidao had used to ascend Jian Peak…
Wan Yunting bowed to Zhang Yansong. Although he knew it was futile, after all, a martial arts master like Lin Yidao could not be dealt with by ordinary Wudang disciples. He estimated that by now, he had already descended Jian Peak and was fleeing the Wudang sect.
Zuo Qi, Wang Zhengyi, and Zhang Yansong breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Wan Yunting was unharmed.
If Wan Yunting had truly been killed in their Wudang sect, then their Wudang sect would have lost face with all the major sects.
After all, the Wudang Sect was the leader of the righteous path among all major sects in China…
"Abbot Wan, have you broken through?"
Zuo Qi sensed that Wan Yunting's aura was different. Especially his eyes, when they met, it was as if two sword beams pierced through, making one hesitant to meet his gaze.
"Mm."
Wan Yunting nodded. When he gained enlightenment from the sword intent of the Wudang Sect's Sword Ancestor, it was like a divine enlightenment, causing his dantian to condense a Qi Pill, successfully breaking through from the middle stage of Dan Jin to the late stage of Dan Jin, and even faintly showing signs of breaking through to Gang Jin.
Chong Ling’er and Lan Xin were surprised to hear that he had broken through and asked, "Then how much of our Sword Ancestor's sword intent have you inherited?"
"Great Dao Sword Art?"
Wan Yunting turned to look at Chong Ling’er and the silent Zi Qing, then turned to Zuo Qi, Wang Zhengyi, and Zhang Yansong and shook his head slightly. "I don't know how much I've comprehended. After I organize it when I get back, I'll write down the Great Dao Sword Art I've comprehended."
This statement excited Zuo Qi’s old face. "Are you saying, Abbot Wan, that you can write down the sword manual of the Great Dao Sword Art?"
Zhang Yansong, Wang Zhengyi, Chong Ling’er, and Huo Fei couldn't help but get excited…
In fact, the greatest regret of their Wudang Sect was that the Sword Ancestor had only left the sword intent of the character "sword" on the cliff back then, but had not left behind the sword manual of the Great Dao Sword Art for subsequent disciples to learn.
The people of the Wudang Sect had always wanted to obtain the sword manual of the Great Dao Sword Art so that they could provide it to the disciples for learning, which was why they had publicly opened the Sword Cliff, allowing martial arts prodigies from various sects to come and observe and gain enlightenment.
However, apart from Zi Qing, who could comprehend a corner of the Great Dao Sword Art, no one else had been able to gain enlightenment. Until now, Wan Yunting, although it was still unknown how much of the Great Dao Sword Art he had comprehended, it could be seen that he should have comprehended more than Zi Qing!
But the people of the Wudang Sect did not know why their Sword Ancestor had not left behind the sword art back then, but had chosen to leave the sword intent of the character "sword" on Jian Peak. In fact, the Great Dao Sword Art was not something that anyone could learn.
The Great Dao Sword Art was a superior sword art, its sword techniques were profound and difficult to understand. If one was not an absolute martial arts prodigy with one's own ideas about the sword, it would be impossible to truly comprehend the essence of the sword art.
Zi Qing was one such person, and now Wan Yunting was another. If others couldn't even gain enlightenment from the Sword Cliff, even if they were given the sword manual, it would be difficult for them to practice the Great Dao Sword Art.
But Wan Yunting comprehending the Great Dao Sword Art surprised everyone in the Wudang Sect. It seemed that the rumors about him being a martial arts prodigy were not exaggerated, but were true abilities.
At this moment, in Tan Zhiyuan's residence, in the alchemy room, Tan Zhiyuan heard the hurried footsteps and shouts of disciples outside calling for the capture of the culprit. A smile crept up his lips, believing that Lin Yidao had surely succeeded!
Tan Zhiyuan thought that with Lin Yidao's Martial Dao Gang Jin realm strength, killing a middle-stage Dan Jin like Wan Yunting was more than enough. So, he took out his phone and called Ouyang Liqun. After the call was connected, he immediately said, "Young Master Qun, it's done!"
Ouyang Liqun, who was in his company office at the time, heard this and sat up straight. His heart suddenly rejoiced, but he calmly asked, "Are you sure?"
"Mm, I can be sure." Tan Zhiyuan couldn't suppress his excitement.
"Very good."
Ouyang Liqun also smiled. His heart finally felt avenged.
After all, the Qunlong Group, which he had founded, was destroyed by Wan Yunting. Although Ouyang Liqun appeared calm, in his heart, he wished he could personally kill Wan Yunting and scatter his ashes to vent his hatred.
Now that he heard that Wan Yunting was finally dead, Ouyang Liqun was relieved. Because he had recently contacted Morton and was about to re-establish their drug trafficking empire in South Africa. After the New Year, Ouyang Liqun would travel to South Africa and fully commit himself to the drug empire he was building…
"Don't worry, I will fulfill what I promised you," Ouyang Liqun said.
"Good, thank you, Young Master Qun…"
Tan Zhiyuan excitedly thanked him. Ouyang Liqun’s offer was too tempting for him to refuse, which was why he had helped Ouyang Liqun contact the hidden assassins in the martial world like Duan Feilong to assassinate Wan Yunting.
And what Ouyang Liqun offered him were nothing more than money and women.
Tan Zhiyuan had been raised by Zhang Yansong since he was a child and had lived a monotonous life in the Wudang Sect.
But with the rapid economic development of the country in recent years, the lives of people outside the mountain had become better and better. The endless stream of tourists from all over the country and abroad, and the various pilgrims, had completely changed Tan Zhiyuan's inner self.
Especially last year, when he went to the capital with his master Zhang Yansong to treat Ouyang Shenhe, it broadened his horizons and made him understand how wonderful the world outside was.
When Ouyang Liqun first approached him, he took him to experience the power of money. As long as you had money, you could play with any woman. Therefore, Tan Zhiyuan became so engrossed that he couldn't extricate himself, and agreed to Ouyang Liqun's terms: as long as Wan Yunting was successfully killed, Tan Zhiyuan would receive a villa in the capital and fifty million yuan in cash.
After hanging up the phone, Ouyang Liqun finally showed a smile. With Wan Yunting's death, his heart's resentment was finally gone.
Just then, a phone call came in. Ouyang Liqun saw the name Ji Ruxue displayed and a tender expression appeared on his face. He immediately answered the call and said with a smile, "Ruxue, have you arrived?"
"Mm, I just got out of the airport. Come pick me up."
A very pleasant female voice came from the other end of the phone. Ouyang Liqun stood up and said, "Okay, I'll be right there…"