Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 535 - 453 Elder Please Help + - 454 Hong Ye Shows Respect_Part 3

Chapter 535: Chapter 453 Elder Please Help + Chapter 454 Hong Ye Shows Respect_Part 3

He hid in the clouds, lurking within the vapor, and from afar could hear the Daoist Gu Mingxiao, astride the black eagle, talking with Fang Chengdong. According to Fang Chengdong, Xuan Ming of the Brahma Heaven Sect had played a game of "releasing and recapturing Cao" with the Blood Fiend, continuously garnering merits back and forth, all for the sake of amassing Qi Fortune.

Such a thing sounded preposterous.

But, it had to be said, if it were manipulated very covertly and not so noticeably, it really could be achieved.

Just like the legendary tales, where there are certain immortals who, for the sake of incense offerings, would let demons wreak havoc in the world and only appear at the very brink of catastrophe.

And there are some immortals who are actually their own disciples or mounts who descend to the world as demons, and after the fact, are captured and brought back.

Of course, such tales are fiction and could also be slanderous.

Yet, the principle is the same.

Without suffering, there is no faith.

Without despair in life, why would so many people turn to gods and Buddhas?

Like when there’s a big pit on the road, if someone preemptively fills it, others only see that person as meddling and think of him as a fool.

Such deeds are thankless and exhausting.

Change the approach, wait until someone breaks a leg falling in, then rescue them and fill the pit, you will receive the gratitude of the injured party.

You might even earn a reputation as a lifesaver and healer in other people’s eyes.

"Let’s remain skeptical about this matter for now, and just be more cautious," Zhou Ping’an thought to himself, yet on the surface, he showed indignant anger, "Is Jiangzhou a place where Brahma Temple practices its heroism? They have been so inactive, allowing the Blood Fiend to poison the common folk, that’s utterly outrageous."

He gave a respectful bow and said earnestly, "Uncle Master, I am weak and have little power, how can I withstand the Red Lotus Bandits’ swords and spears? There are some situations which we must abandon, we cannot stubbornly resist. Uncle Master Wu, I have an impertinent request. Please consider asking several Uncle Masters and many fellow disciples to come and lend me their strength to eradicate Cui Guangling of Guangyun... When the common people are in dire suffering and despair, they look forward to us as they would to rain, and we should not disregard the plight of Guangyun County just because it’s only one prefecture..."

"This!"

Wu Changsong’s brows immediately began to twitch upon hearing this.

The two Inner Sect Disciples from Diecang Peak by his side were even more stunned.

Thinking to themselves, they had come with their master to ask for reinforcements in desperation.

Yet, in just a few sentences, the other side had turned the subject to something akin to undermining their position.

What a mess this had turned into.

However, it cannot be said that Zhou Ping’an’s words were wrong.

Yunzhou, indeed, has a vast territory and great potential, but it wasn’t theirs yet, was it?

Guangyun County was also troublesome, but from the perspective of the suffering commoners, it seemed to be even more critical.

You can’t say that the lives of the commoners aren’t important and let them die.

Such words should not be uttered by a member of the Righteous Faction.

What you think in your heart and what you say are two different matters.

Zhou Ping’an, advocating for the people and vowing to slay evil and heretical forces, had requested assistance from the Sect Elders and asked fellow disciples to join in, which seemed quite reasonable.

Was Huangze County no longer to be saved? Was the Red Lotus Sect no longer to be fought?

Wu Changsong and the others felt their heads grow as big as buckets.

Unable to come up with a good excuse on the spot, they then heard the urgent sound of horseshoes, as dozens of riders rushed to the city below. The leader, mounted on a tall black horse, with a stout and rugged appearance, the general bellowed, "Open the gates! Quickly open the city gates to face the Red Lotus Bandits; afterward, I shall surely commend you all to the Imperial Court."

This man’s voice was full of vigor, his body emanating heavy Evil Qi, and the giant Bronze Mace in his hand swung with fierce whistles, obviously indicating he was a master.

Yet, while a master indeed, his tone was somewhat unpleasant.

It seemed he was accustomed to giving orders and didn’t regard Pinghu City highly.

His status had to be at least that of a significant general.

"Hurry, open the city gates and let him in. Uncle Master, this man is a general under Nephew Disciple Zhang, adept at leading soldiers; he has the gallantry to face thousands, we must not afford to lose him," Wu Changsong also urgently called out.

As the saying goes, it’s easy to find a thousand soldiers but hard to find a good general.

There may be plenty of martial arts experts, but those who understand leading soldiers, who have read military treatises, and understand Battle Formations are few and far between.

That was precisely why Zhou Ping’an had those Inner Sect Disciples serve as low-tier generals.

Even Zhan Shanhe and Wu Junsong had to urgently study military treatises, practicing Battle Formations night and day, in a rush to learn.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be at ease letting them serve as generals under his command.

Of course, studying now was already a bit too late; it’s not the same as having an inherently talented general. But who can blame Zhou Ping’an, as his ranks lacked such talent, and he had to make do.

Fortunately, they had not yet encountered any tough or fierce battles, and they managed to cope.

As for the general shouting from below the city, according to Wu Changsong’s words, it seemed that the man could be an important field general, which meant clearly he could not be saved.

The reason was simple.

Because the man’s attitude was poor.

Skills could be nurtured over time, but a bad attitude? That was truly beyond redemption.

Just as he was about to come up with a reason to delay, he suddenly heard a sound like a bull panting from behind.

Turning astonished, he saw Yu Changlie with eyes reddened, staring fixedly at the general below the city, breathing heavily, radiating an overwhelming murderous aura.

Not just him.

Xiao Chengfeng was there as well.

This usually gentle and prudent, scholarly middle-aged man also had slightly reddened eyes and a bitterly cold gaze as he watched the gate-calling general.

"Who is that man?"

Zhou Ping’an understood immediately that Xiao Chengfeng and Yu Changlie had a grudge against the general below.

They were so agitated they could hardly control themselves.

Yu Changlie said in a cold voice, "That man is Su Ming. When we led a hundred thousand civilians attempting to cross the river to escape the pursuit of the Red Lotus Bandits, who would have known he would block the river and order arrows to be shot, firmly blocking our path. He forced us into a deadly battle with the Red Lotus Bandits, resulting in our complete annihilation."