Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 412 - 368 Canghai’s Tide-Rising Sword_2

Chapter 412: Chapter 368 Canghai’s Tide-Rising Sword_2

These elders, who look so dignified and peerless in martial arts in the eyes of the common people at the foot of the mountain, were now disgracefully quarreling like a pot of porridge, no one yielding to the other.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

The speaker was a middle-aged swordsman with a long beard chin and a scholar-like demeanor. He shook his head repeatedly, expressing his opposition, "Your Canghai descent’s Zhang Zhongshu said there was hope to rise and control Yunzhou, but now he’s badly injured in fights with Hong Lian and needs the sect’s help... We’ve sent over thirty disciples, even an elder, what more do they want?

Now look, two Inner Sect Disciples who had just joined, because of some uncertain rumors, are asking for the sect to send help again.

With the world currently in chaos, making the wrong bet, supporting the wrong person could lead to serious consequences.

At the least, it affects the personal future and life of the disciple; at the worst, it impacts the sect’s Qi fortune; we must not be careless..."

"Fang Han, aren’t you just seeking personal revenge?

Is it just because they beat up your nephew? There’s no need to drag us down in the council hall.

My disciple shows promise, having secured three counties in Guangyun County and providing for a million citizens, already amassing a powerful momentum.

Instead of offering full support at this time, you choose to obstruct at every turn. If this continues, aren’t you afraid that the disciples will become disloyal and forget their dedication to the sect?

What advantage then will you, as an elder, gain from this?

When the sect prospers, the disciples prosper; when the disciples are strong, the sect is strong.

This is a matter of shared honor and disgrace, yet you’ve made such a mess of it; I, Su Lianxue, am ashamed to associate with you."

Su Lianxue’s face was flushed red as she stood up, pointing at Fang Han’s nose and shouting.

Her piercing eyes swept around, causing several elders who held opposing views to bow their heads, not daring to meet her gaze.

It wasn’t that they really agreed with Su Lianxue’s proposal, but rather they did not want to argue with this furious woman.

Although this generation of the Canghai descent hadn’t produced a sect leader, the Supreme Elder was named Su, and he was Su Lianxue’s biological grandfather.

Although the Supreme Elder wasn’t much involved in affairs, always traveling around, and hard to find even when needed,

but as long as he was alive, they had to give him face.

Even, they had to give Su Lianxue face.

Even when the Sect Leader was uninjured back then, upon encountering this Elder Su, he had to speak kindly and exchange pleasantries with her.

To argue with such a truly influential third generation, winning an argument felt like losing.

Why bother?

Not just everyone else, even Fang Han, who had just opposed most vehemently, at this moment, also lowered his flags and silently protested.

On the other hand, Su Tong, also from the Canghai descent, casually said, "Sister, we are just discussing matters; there’s no need to damage goodwill. I think, actually, there is a way that satisfies both.

"What way?" Fang Han’s eyes lit up, sensing some sort of opportunity, excitedly asking before Su Lianxue could speak.

Su Tong smiled slightly, slowly and deliberately stating, "Zhou Ping’an, Nephew Disciple Zhou, killing the Red Lotus Holy Maiden, eliminating Yi Heavenly King, indeed brings exhilarating mystery.

Let’s not discuss how Nephew Disciple Zhou managed to kill such skilled individuals. Winning is the logic...

My point is, he controls the land and a million citizens of the three counties, yet he lacks a noble cause and instead carries the reputation of slaughtering officials.

Once labeled as bandits by Guangyun County, caught between Yunzhou and Jiangzhou, and provoking the Imperial Court to dispatch troops, the situation does not look good.

Sister, you agree, don’t you?"

Su Tong, with a pale face as white as jade, over fifty yet without a wrinkle, carried himself with a dignity that fitted a handsome middle-aged man perfectly.

When he spoke, it seemed on the surface he was considering Zhou Ping’an’s interest.

But, as Su Lianxue listened, her eyes narrowed.

This Junior Brother’s words had more to them.

Sarcastic and uncomfortable to listen to.

What does "winning is the logic" mean? Is he implying that Zhou’s victory wasn’t honorable, perhaps not even achieved by his own actions but rather through using others?

And what about "provoking the Imperial Court to dispatch troops"?

Implying that Zhou Ping’an couldn’t hold the three counties and would soon be wiped out...

This was inciting everyone to avoid associating with a potential rebel, fearing a bad reputation if mixed with traitors.

Su Tong, a fellow Canghai descent and Junior Brother, shooting these cold arrows, was particularly distressing.

Thinking of her own two disciples, now in Liyou, possibly isolated and surrounded by enemies, Su Lianxue felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Others’ disciples flourish, not only having elders come down the mountain, but also deploying thirty Inner Sect Disciples.

Even Zheng Yuanxing from the Floating Clouds’ Sunshine Peak expressed willingness to descend the mountain to help.

What about her own disciples?

Even the Elder of their own lineage wasn’t supportive...

How could she continue like this?

’Could it be that Junior Brother Su has already mixed up with the Floating Cloud Lineage, what benefits could he be receiving?’

Thinking this, Su Lianxue was startled and fearful.

Perhaps, without realizing, something had occurred that she had never anticipated.

"Sister, let me go and see. Yi Heavenly King has been killed by him; having this disciple is like finding a treasure for you."

A voice hesitated from the side.

The speaker was a woman wearing a fishtail crown, dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, with a long sword on her back.

Her demeanor was tender and her voice soft, full of youthful femininity.

If she were not sitting inside the great hall, one might think she was a novice female disciple.

"Impossible."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, four or five voices promptly objected.

Some were even so anxious that they began to sweat from their foreheads.

Such profound cultivation yet unable to control their own metabolism, this showed how distressing it was for them.

The reason was simple.

The woman speaking was Yu Changsheng, the youngest Elder of the Canghai’s Mingxia Peak, not even thirty years old yet.

Yet among the nine Elders, she was the strongest.

Her Canghai’s Tide-Rising Sword had already reached the true level of Heaven-Man Sensitivity.

Indeed, she was at the Master Realm.

Recently, to protect the injured Sect Leader, Yu Changsheng, who was at the Master Realm, along with Dong Lizhong from the Floating Clouds’ Wuxiang Peak, also at Master Realm, were the main force.

Compared to Wuxiang Peak’s Dong Lizhong, Yu Changsheng’s strength was even more astonishing.

Despite being seventy-three years younger than Dong Lizhong, her combat power far surpassed him.

Not to mention other Elders. In front of this Mingxia Peak Elder, who looked like a little sister, they couldn’t last three moves.

Such a prodigy, saying she wanted to leave the mountain?

If you leave the mountain, what will happen to the mountain?

What if a powerful enemy attacks...

What if there’s a problem with the Sect Leader’s situation?

What if the Elixir still brewing gets destroyed?

Of course, it wasn’t that she couldn’t leave the mountain.

The main issue was, the direction of leaving the mountain was a bit off.

The previously righteous Senior Brother Su from Chongyang Peak suddenly changed his expression, saying urgently, "Junior Sister Yu, if you must leave the mountain, you should go help your Nephew Disciple Zhang.

Zhou Ping’an and Lin Huaiyu joined midway, who knows what they’re thinking? Just..."

"Senior Brother Su, I recall you’re the Peak Master of Chongyang Peak, not Mingxia Peak, right?"

Yu Changsheng said softly.

"Yes, I am the Peak Master of Chongyang Peak, but the rise and fall of our Sect concern every individual.

As your elder, it is my duty to offer counsel, and your decision is really not appropriate..."

Buzz...

Suddenly, a wind arose in the middle of the hall.

Everyone’s vision blurred.

It was as if they had arrived atop a vast ocean.

The sky was clear, waves crashing high, white seabirds shrieking as they soared back and forth, skimming the ocean surface, snatching up large fish...

"This is..."

"Falling for a trick."

"Heaven-Man Sensitivity!"

Apart from Dong Lizhong, who was quick to react and dashed out of the hall... only Su Lianxue remained unaffected, while the others, including the enforcer Gu Qingqiu, were soaking wet.

Compared to these Elders who were only drenched without other effects, the Peak Master of Chongyang Peak, Su Tong, had turned into a kite, yelling "Ah! Ah!" as he was struck by a bronze longsword, flung into midair, and tumbled out of Yuntai Peak.

After a while, a heavy thud echoed from halfway up the mountain.

Presumably, the powerful Elder Su had collapsed part of the hillside.

Yu Changsheng, having made her move, retracted her sword back into its scabbard with a slight shrink of her neck.

She approached Su Lianxue with timid steps, tugging at her sleeve and quietly asked, "Senior Sister, was that perhaps a bit too much?"

"Too much? Why would it be too much? If anyone says it’s wrong, you hit them with your sword."

Su Lianxue laughed heartily, pinched Yu Changsheng’s tender face gently, laughing so hard she shook.

Grabbing Yu Changsheng by the arm, she disregarded the expressions of the others, "You want to go see your young Nephew Disciple, and I can’t leave here, so there are some things I need you to take there.

By the way, bring some disciples over...

If they disagree, we’ll choose some elite disciples from the Feicui, Mingxia, and Yaoyang Peaks to send over.

I really like that boy Ping’an, I feel he can carve out a vast territory for himself."

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