"Are you sure he's no longer able to fight back?"
Zhang Shanli kept his distance from the coffin carrier, feeling uneasy.
Yan Shouyi nodded, "The coffin carrier's strength comes from their lifting poles. The poles are like divine weapons in their hands, but ordinary people don't have as robust Yang energy as them, so they can't use the poles."
As he spoke, Yan Shouyi kicked the lifting pole far away, fearing the coffin carrier might touch it again.
He himself dared not touch the pole directly; it was filled with too much malevolent energy. Touching it barehanded would surely lead to corruption.
This principle was the same as with his Zanpakuto.
Water could carry a boat, but it could also capsize it. While the coffin carrier wielded the lifting pole, they also had to constantly guard against its influence.
With Yan Shouyi having extinguished the coffin carrier's Yang energy, the lifting pole naturally became the most dangerous object for him.
At this moment, the coffin carrier found it difficult even to lift an eyelid. Resigned to his fate, he simply rolled his eyes and feigned unconsciousness. Da Feng Novel Network.
"This fellow..."
Zhang Shanli stomped on the coffin carrier several times, avenging the injured disciples from Longhu Mountain.
The coffin carrier had tough skin, and it seemed he wasn't seriously harmed.
"Is Lin Zitong alright?" Zhang Shanli asked, concerned.
Yan Shouyi sighed, "Her hand was broken by the coffin carrier. It will take some time to recover."
"Damn it, to dare cause trouble at our Longhu Mountain!"
Zhang Shanli placed a talisman on the coffin carrier's neck, seemingly to seal his power.
Just then, reinforcements from Longhu Mountain finally arrived.
Led by Zhang Wuma, almost everyone from Longhu Mountain, except for the Old Heavenly Master, had come. More than a hundred people arrived in a surge.
Upon seeing their pitifully injured disciples, they were filled with rage. Seeing that Zhang Shanli and Yan Shouyi had subdued the coffin carrier, they finally felt relieved.
"Are you alright?" Zhang Wuma asked Yan Shouyi.
Yan Shouyi shook his head, "Fortunately, I am a disciple of a folk sect and know his weakness."
"Folk sects... truly remarkable," Zhang Wuma said with genuine admiration.
He had only interacted with disciples of traditional sects before, unaware of how powerful folk sects could be.
This incident with the coffin carrier and Yan Shouyi's group had truly broadened Zhang Wuma's horizons.
Zhang Shanli said sternly, "Take this fellow back to the Heavenly Master's Mansion and lock him in the dungeon. I will interrogate him thoroughly!"
"Yes!"
The disciples carried the coffin carrier and escorted him to the dungeon.
"Shouyi," Zhang Shanli asked, "Do you want to join in interrogating this fellow?"
Yan Shouyi thought for a moment and replied, "Zitong is injured. I'll go back to check on her first. If she's alright, I'll come to find you."
Zhang Shanli nodded, "Alright, let Wuma accompany you. If you need to go to the dungeon, let him take you."
"This disciple obeys," Zhang Wuma bowed to Zhang Shanli.
The disciples of Longhu Mountain began treating the injured, clearing the scene, and Zhang Shanli also ordered them to strengthen patrols, as there might be other infiltrators within Longhu Mountain.
Then, Zhang Shanli and the others, dragging the coffin carrier, departed.
At this moment, Yan Shouyi remembered the lifting pole he had kicked away earlier and hurried back to search for it.
However, the result of his search greatly surprised him.
"The lifting pole is gone."
Zhang Wuma asked, "Perhaps we didn't search thoroughly enough? I'll search with you again."
Yan Shouyi shook his head and said grimly, "The Yin energy from the lifting pole is so dense. If it were still nearby, we would have smelled it. But now there's no trace of Yin energy at all, clearly someone stole it amidst the chaos."
"All the disciples of Longhu Mountain were around just now. It's impossible for anyone to get close and steal the lifting pole right under our noses," Zhang Wuma stated with certainty.
"Unless..." Yan Shouyi's expression changed, "There's a mole among the group that came just now?!"
Hearing Yan Shouyi's guess, Zhang Wuma was also greatly startled.
Recalling carefully, it was indeed as Yan Shouyi said. Since no one could get close, it meant one of their own had taken the lifting pole.
The lifting pole was so sensitive that ordinary Longhu Mountain disciples would be harmed if they touched it. Yet, it was taken so smoothly just now, indicating the person who took it was well-prepared.
"Yan Shouyi," Zhang Wuma said sternly, "Do you know something?"
Zhang Wuma was not foolish. Seeing Yan Shouyi's reaction, he knew that Yan Shouyi was not at all surprised by the coffin carrier's infiltration of Longhu Mountain.
Yan Shouyi was also contemplating whether to tell Zhang Wuma the truth.
Considering Zhang Wuma's position and his understanding of Zhang Wuma's character throughout the day, he could tell that Zhang Wuma was a trustworthy friend.
Thus, he revealed the truth.
After hearing Yan Shouyi's account, Zhang Wuma's reaction could no longer be described as mere surprise.
He couldn't comprehend it at all.
"What is the purpose of the actor you mentioned in killing the Old Heavenly Master? Why must it be the Luo Tian Da Jiao? Why didn't the Old Heavenly Master take precautions beforehand?"
Yan Shouyi shrugged his shoulders, "I have the same doubts as you."
"This is too strange," Zhang Wuma frowned, "The Old Heavenly Master has always acted meticulously and has a zero-tolerance policy towards evil cults. If he knew someone wanted to kill him this time, why would he be so indifferent..."
Suddenly, Zhang Wuma thought of something and whispered, "Is it possible that the Old Heavenly Master is employing a strategy of luring the enemy into a trap, inviting the wolves into the fold? He wants to trick those demonic followers of the Xin Xuan Sect into Longhu Mountain, and then shut the gates and capture them all?"
"It's possible..."
Yan Shouyi did not know the Old Heavenly Master very well, so he could not make further deductions. However, Zhang Wuma's speculation held some persuasive power.
But speculation was just speculation. At this moment, no one knew the truth except for the Old Heavenly Master himself.
Yan Shouyi and Zhang Wuma chatted as they walked briskly back to the Wan Fa Zong Tan.
Upon reaching the Wan Fa Zong Tan, Yan Shouyi noticed that the Old Heavenly Master was still seated outside the Heavenly Master Hall, his demeanor unchanged from before.
However, the Second Elder of Longhu Mountain, who was responsible for presiding over the Luo Tian Da Jiao, had been replaced.
It seemed that most of the high-ranking officials of Longhu Mountain had gone to interrogate the coffin carrier.
Yan Shouyi also wanted to interrogate the coffin carrier, but he had to first confirm Lin Zitong's condition.
The two returned to the group together. As soon as Long Feicheng saw Yan Shouyi, he ran over:
"Brother Yan, what happened just now?"
"I'll explain later. How is that brat?"
"Old Jin is treating Sister-in-law's injuries. Hurry up and go see her."
Old Jin had already splinted and bandaged Lin Zitong's hand. Lin Zitong's complexion had also improved considerably.
Seeing Yan Shouyi return safely, she was relieved and asked, "Where's the coffin carrier?"
"He was dealt with by me and Uncle-Master. He's probably being interrogated in the Longhu Mountain dungeon by now," Yan Shouyi said. "How are your injuries?"
Old Jin explained from the side, "It's just a simple fracture. Lin girl has a good constitution, and with my medicine, she'll recover within half a month. However..."
"However, what?" Yan Shouyi's heart tightened.
"However, she definitely won't be able to compete in the semi-finals of the Luo Tian Da Jiao."