The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 186 - 147 The Traitor is Punished

Chapter 186: Chapter 147 The Traitor is Punished

The death of the Sun Family’s pharmacy’s Store Manager marked the extinction of the last force in Sanyang City that opposed Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall. From that moment on, Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall reigned supreme, and as long as nothing unexpected happened, its people would lead a prosperous life there.

After this event, Li Yi had to start attending to his own matters in Xingzhou. His reason for coming wasn’t just to avenge his master; he also needed to secure a way out for himself and those around him to avoid a second Sky Tipping incident.

Besides, he still needed to continue his Martial Arts cultivation in this place to increase his strength.

As Li Yi was thinking this,

Several fast horses rushed towards the vicinity of the Cao Yun Pier.

They were a few Blood Training Warriors that Li Yi did not know, but he recognized the leader, who was none other than Shou Hou, the one who had left earlier.

Shou Hou hurried over and immediately dismounted, presenting a wooden box to Zhao Ge with a look of joy, "Master, the Coffin Ganoderma has been recovered."

Once the box was opened,

The familiar Coffin Ganoderma came into view, indeed the very one that Li Yi had bought on Ghost Street with a full sixty years of his life span.

Zhao Ge’s heart was flooded with various emotions upon seeing the Coffin Ganoderma, and then nodded, "Shou Hou, well done. What about the traitor? Where is he?"

"Master Zhao, the traitor from Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall is here. We have captured him and now present him for your judgment,"

said a Blood Refining Warrior on horseback, bowing with a fist before throwing down a blood-stained man with broken limbs from the horse.

"Thanks for your efforts," gestured Zhao Ge and then walked over to the disciple.

Upon seeing the man,

Rong Niang and Zhao Qian were the most outraged, their eyes turning red with the urge to tear him to shreds immediately.

"Zhang Ye, you were the senior brother with the highest rank in Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall, and you were expected to become a master instructor. Why, why did you betray our master and commit such a heinous act?" Rong Niang rushed over, grabbed the man named Zhang Ye, and questioned him loudly.

Knowing that he was facing certain death, Zhang Ye gave a bitter laugh and said, "A thousand-year-old Coffin Ganoderma is a truly rare treasure of the earth. Used correctly, I had a chance to break through into Qi Cultivation. Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall meant nothing to me. The master is old, and it was a waste to use the Coffin Ganoderma on him, cough cough, Rong Niang, I’m nearly thirty years old, my Qi-Blood at its peak for just these few years. Once I’m past this obstacle, I’ll never break through Refining Points in my lifetime. With so many years in martial training, don’t you understand this simple truth?"

"You filthy beast!" fumed Rong Niang, punching him so hard that he spat blood.

"Zhang Ye, if you only coveted the Coffin Ganoderma, you could have just stolen it and fled. Why drag the entire Zhao Family into this?" Zhao Ge approached, a steel look on his face. He didn’t resent Zhang Ye for stealing the Coffin Ganoderma but hated him for deliberately spreading the news of his injury, which attracted other martial arts school forces to strike at Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall.

With his mouth full of blood, Zhang Ye said, "Master, don’t you understand after living all these years? Having committed such a betrayal, how could I live in peace if Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall still stands? I had to either not do it or do it thoroughly... and the person who truly made me decide to do this, was you, master."

"Why would you say that?" Zhao Ge furrowed his brows, "Although I’ve been strict with you, I’ve always treated you well."

"After the trip to Ghost Street, you took Li Yi as your closed disciple, and from that moment you changed. Your patience with us disciples dwindled; you either scolded us for being stupid or complained about our lack of talent. You often reminisced, ’Such bravery in Yi, unmatched through the ages...’ I knew then that sooner or later you would pass Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall to him. Even if I became an instructor, what of it? I’d still be living under others’ breaths for life."

At this point, Zhang Ye began to laugh bitterly again, "What’s more, even the little sister harbored thoughts about that Li Yi... Master, you know I’ve always had feelings for our little sister, but after Ghost Street, I knew it was all impossible. All my life’s thoughts and perseverance were gone. Since that’s the case, I might as well think only of myself, take the Coffin Ganoderma, wipe out Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall, and become a Qi Cultivation Expert. In the future, I’ll create a Zhang’s Martial Arts Hall of my own."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ge fell silent.

For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

Perhaps, after witnessing Meng De’s talent on Ghost Street, he indeed started treating his disciples differently, always comparing them to Meng De. He failed to realize that there was only one Li Yi in the Four Seas and Eight Continents, and his other disciples could not become a second Li Yi. Perhaps, subconsciously, he had been too harsh on them.

"Zhang Ye, no matter what you say, it can’t cover up your crimes. Because of you, who knows how many fellow brothers and sisters have been killed. Now, as you’re facing death, you’re blaming the master? Whoever the master wishes to pass Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall to, he will. If you were so capable, why didn’t you break through Refining Points before thirty? Isn’t it because of your own lack of ability, always thinking of taking shortcuts? Even I can see that you wanted to marry our little sister and take over the martial arts hall to become the next hall master,"

shouted Shou Hou, angrily pointing at him: "You’ve always taken advantage of your seniority, and we dared not cross you, but have you ever reflected in the puddle of your own piss? Do you truly match up to us? The late brothers Li Zhen Dong, Zhang Jianfei, and Wang Jie, weren’t they all stronger than you? They just didn’t fuss about rank. Otherwise, you wouldn’t even be worthy of being an instructor."

As the junior member of Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall, Shou Hou knew the situation on the ground best and now he spoke the truth.

"Zhang Ye, you know this better than anyone else. That’s why you spend your days in the martial arts hall forming cliques, suppressing this one and that one, trying to win over the little junior sister, without focusing your mind on cultivation at all. Do you know why there has always been a position for the eldest senior brother left vacant? It’s because the position of the eldest senior brother requires talent, strength, and the ability to command respect in every aspect to become the senior brother, not just because you were the first to enter the hall."

Shou Hou continued to curse angrily, "Master didn’t make a mistake. If he had really handed the martial arts hall over to you, it would have been the true end of it. Are those crooked and unorthodox methods of any use? Who can you beat? Martial arts is about strength. Once you step out of the door, who will recognize you as a senior brother? Who will give you face? Everything is earned with one’s fists."

"Now the big senior brother is right before your eyes. Compare yourself to him. In what way are you better than him? If there is one, I, Shou Hou, will kneel down and kowtow to you. You’re not worthy when it comes to talent, not worthy when it comes to physique, not worthy when it comes to age, and even if it’s about appearance, the big senior brother far surpasses you... As for character, you shameless scoundrel aren’t worthy at all. The Coffin Ganoderma was bought by the big senior brother to treat Master, and he spent quite a bit of his lifespan on it. Would you have been willing to do the same?"

"Such a rotten person, if the little junior sister had taken a liking to you, she would have been blind."

At this moment, Shou Hou needed to vent all his pent-up frustration.

He had been tolerating Zhang Ye for a long time. If it weren’t for the generational seniority that weighed upon him, and the fact that he couldn’t beat him, he would have taught him a lesson long ago.

Now, Zhang Ye was rendered speechless by the scolding, merely lifting his eyes to gaze at the young man standing not far off.

This eldest senior brother, who he was seeing for the first time, truly seemed like a divine being descended to earth, majestic and powerful, inspiring awe.

Compared to such a person, he felt as ugly as a mud loach on the ground.

"Haha, what’s the use of saying all this now? It’s just death," laughed Zhang Ye, his expression somewhat frantic.

"Zhang Ye, no matter the multitude of reasons you have, the fact that you betrayed the martial arts hall and caused the deaths of so many people is irrefutable. You were the one I led into the hall, so today, I will personally send you on your way," said Zhao Ge, who didn’t waste any more words and walked over with big strides to deliver a punch, intending to personally end this betrayer who disrespected his master and ancestors.

Zhang Ye, already seriously injured and disabled, couldn’t resist. After taking the punch, his heart meridian shattered, and he let out a miserable scream before collapsing to the ground.

Soon, his breath completely faded away, and he turned into a lifeless corpse.

With the death of this traitor and the recovery of the Coffin Ganoderma, everything finally came to a complete end.

And after personally dispatching this villain, Zhao Ge’s suppressed anger was finally completely dispersed, and he seemed to relax considerably.

"To die so easily is letting him off light," spit Shou Hou at Zhang Ye’s body.

Zhao Ge glanced a few times, then withdrew his gaze, and then said, "Shou Hou, I’m afraid I must trouble you once more. Notify all the disciples of the martial arts hall, tell them that Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall’s revenge is over, let them gather to prepare for its rebuilding."

"Yes, Master," Shou Hou replied, clenching his fists, and then his face showed a hint of excitement.

He was happier about the rebuilding of the martial arts hall than anyone.

"Master Zhao, your Divine Soul is not yet healed. If you trust me, leave the preparation of the medicine and alchemy to my Treasure Pavilion. Within three days, my Treasure Pavilion will gather all the big medicine you need and refine the Resurrection Pill that you require," said Master Shen Shi of the Treasure Pavilion, seizing the opportunity to make amends and dissolve the previous unpleasantness.

Zhao Ge looked at the Coffin Ganoderma in his hand and then replied calmly, "Then I shall trouble Master Shen to bring everything that’s needed to Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall. I, Zhao Ge, wish to see the Resurrection Pill with my own eyes."

After what had transpired, he dared not hand the Coffin Ganoderma over to strangers anymore.

"Of course," said Shen Shi, understanding, and smilingly replied.

"The rest of the aftermath I’ll leave to the workshop masters. I imagine each of you is meticulous and will surely not disappoint me," Zhao Ge then looked towards the other two workshop masters.

"Rest assured, Master Zhao, we understand," Zhang Tiefeng and Hua San said seriously.

Now that both Cao Yun Liu Family and Sun Family pharmacy had been wiped out, their family assets needed to be liquidated and acquired. This task would naturally fall to them, as Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall was short-staffed. Afterward, how the layout of Sanyang City would be reorganized would still need to conform to the opinions of Zhao Ge and Li Yi.