The night was silent.

Chapter 284 The Past of the Aide

Mo Ting and I spoke earnestly.

We were both quite concerned about Master’s senior.

Seeing our sincere intentions, Master and Uncle exchanged glances.

In that glance, the two old rivals suddenly smiled.

Perhaps, from Mo Ting and me, Master and Uncle saw shadows of their younger selves.

Finally, I saw Master take a deep breath:

“Alright! Then when it’s time to depart, we’ll go together!”

Uncle Tang Lin added,

“Yes, but this journey will certainly be perilous. You two must be prepared.”

However, neither Mo Ting nor I paid any mind to the danger.

Especially me, ever since I became a disciple.

When have my experiences ever been not perilous?

Yet, I found that the more danger I faced, the faster my cultivation progressed.

For someone like me who currently pursued cultivation and strength,

I feared ease rather than danger.

As for Mo Ting, he possessed a Dao heart dedicated to slaying demons and eradicating evil.

He was also someone who was unafraid of trouble.

From the moment he heard about the serpent demon, he was incredibly excited.

Now that he had permission, he was too thrilled to regret it.

We both nodded repeatedly.

“Uncle, rest assured, I’ve made up my mind.”

“Master, you and Uncle discuss the time.

Just give us a shout, and I’ll be there in a flash.

If you tell me to go east, I absolutely won’t go west…”

Mo Ting’s chuunibyo passion began to boil again, he was very excited.

Seeing this, Master and Uncle Tang Lin could only offer wry smiles.

Afterward, we continued walking down the mountain.

Mo Ting also inquired about the circumstances of our senior’s, True Person Jiu Xuan’s, misfortune.

In the past, Master and Uncle rarely spoke of their senior.

But today, Master and Uncle Tang Lin no longer avoided our questions.

They began to recount the events of their senior, True Person Jiu Xuan’s, demise.

And this matter traced back thirty years.

At that time, Master and Uncle Tang Lin were still following their senior as he traveled the world, slaying demons and eradicating evil.

However, while traveling near Mount Dabashan, they discovered a ghost village.

According to the people in the surrounding villages, everyone in that ghost village had died overnight.

Now, those who entered were never to return.

With True Person Jiu Xuan and Master’s hearts set on the Dao,

they naturally wouldn’t stand by and do nothing when encountering such a matter.

Led by True Person Jiu Xuan, Master and the others entered the ghost village.

Within the village, Yin energy and corpse qi were extremely dense.

And the villagers had all transformed into malevolent ghosts.

True Person Jiu Xuan and Master, after expending great effort and seeing the entire ghost village’s malevolent ghosts about to be subdued,

suddenly, from all directions of the ghost village, countless evil spirits appeared.

Leading them was a demon Daoist of extremely high cultivation.

And that demon Daoist was the ghost cultivator who killed our senior, True Person Jiu Xuan.

He was Liang Lin, a remnant of the Xin Dynasty, the sect leader of the Flying Tiger Hall within the Underworld Sect.

Although True Person Jiu Xuan’s cultivation had reached the transformation realm and his Dao techniques were profound,

he was severely depleted after the great battle.

Furthermore, at that time, True Person Jiu Xuan was already seventy years old.

Thus, facing the thousand-year-old ghost cultivator and dozens of surrounding malevolent ghosts, Master and the others began to fall into a disadvantage.

Seeing that they were trapped and outnumbered,

True Person Jiu Xuan knew that it was no longer possible for the three of them to escape unharmed.

Under severe injuries, he unleashed the 'Fire Character Release Talisman.'

This was a talisman that cost the user’s life.

It was one of five types of talismans that appeared based on each individual’s attributes.

This talisman could, for a short period, cause the caster to unleash their strongest magical power.

Once the talisman’s power vanished, the caster’s dan tian would rupture, meridians would be severed, and all muscles would dissolve.

Hence, it was called a ‘Release Talisman.’

True Person Jiu Xuan, at the cost of his own life,

slashed seventy-two malevolent ghosts and annihilated them,

severely wounding the Underworld Sect’s ghost cultivator Liang Lin, thereby protecting Master and Uncle Tang Lin as they escaped.

And Master’s senior thus lost his life.

Before he died, Master’s senior, True Person Jiu Xuan, instructed Master and Uncle Tang Lin to return to his hometown and live peacefully.

That is, to Qingshan City, where we are now.

He also told them not to seek revenge for him.

And not to wander the jianghu anymore, continuing their unsettled lives.

He also made them swear not to seek revenge for him for ten years…

Upon reaching this point, Master and Uncle Tang Lin’s eyes actually turned red.

Master coughed a couple of times, his voice laced with a hint of a sob,

“Actually, I know it was because Master feared that Old Scoundrel and I, in a moment of impulse,

would seek revenge against that demon Daoist and end up sending ourselves to our deaths.

So, he made us swear not to avenge him for ten years.”

Following that, Uncle Tang Lin also added,

“Yes!

At that time, our cultivation was not high.

Master feared we would die, so he made us swear.

Thinking back, Master passed on his skills to us.

He walked the jianghu his whole life, doing countless good deeds.

In the end, he met a tragic end.

We couldn’t swallow this injustice.

So, after we settled in Qingshi City, we cultivated diligently for ten years.

We never gave up on searching for the demon Daoist’s whereabouts and traces.

When our cultivation reached a certain level, after ten years, we returned to that ghost village.

However, we found that it had long since been abandoned.

These past years, we have also not found any further clues about the Underworld Sect.

Nor have we encountered that ghost cultivator Liang Lin again…”

Upon hearing this, Mo Ting and I both showed expressions of deep sorrow.

We never imagined that our senior was such a remarkable person.

Finally ending his legendary life in a manner of martyrdom…