373: Chapter 93: The Furious Diamond 373: Chapter 93: The Furious Diamond “Suu.”
A scrap of paper, caught by the wind, flew off, not knowing how far.
Slowly falling down.
Landing on the shoulders of the Daoist-robed woman.
Tang Fengshu slightly furrowed her brows and reached out to brush it away.
“Pavilion Master, a few days ago, Incense Fire House accepted several disciples who have been practicing the art of ‘Drawing Talismans’ in front of the array in the back mountain.”
The Yuqing Pavilion female disciple responsible for leading the way noticed this scene and explained respectfully, “Because the talent for drawing talismans is limited, the talismans produced are not quite satisfactory…
so…”
“To draw one talisman, after all, takes some time.”
Upon hearing this, Tang Fengshu said lightly, “If it’s not good, just redraw it.
Tearing it up like this, isn’t it a waste…
I’ve heard that Daoist Zhu is usually in a good mood.
Since he decided to take in these disciples, why bother getting so angry?”
Taoism is a place for quiet and pure cultivation.
Those who are truly initiated into the seven Pavilions, when they go out, are also called “recluses,” “men of avoidance.”
“It’s not Daoist Zhu.”
The Yuqing Pavilion female disciple spoke in an extremely low voice, cautiously saying, “It was Great True Master Chong Kan who happened to pass by…”
Incense Fire House has sparse visitors and holds the lowest status.
Among the seven Pavilions, Incense Fire House ranks seventh…
It’s actually quite ironic.
Named for its incense, yet there is no incense.
Tang Fengshu dealt with Daoist Zhu a few times; the man has mediocre skills, but he’s smooth-talking, extremely good at networking.
These years, his door has been cold and deserted because Daoist Zhu’s main Heart Power has been spent on running errands for Great True Master Chong Kan…
Being part of the foremost Major Sect in the world, with countless disciples like hairs on an ox, any could be summoned at will.
But the ones who truly catch the eye of Great True Master, those are few and far between.
Ten years ago, there was “Smoke Evil,” but after the treasure-stealing incident, Smoke Evil was confined and then expelled from the Taoist sect.
The usable talents under Chong Kan can be counted on one hand.
“Heh.”
Tang Fengshu smiled slightly with lowered brows and said, “It seems my trip to the back mountain may not go smoothly.”
“…”
The Yuqing Pavilion female disciple dared not say more, simply continuing to lead the way.
Just travelling to the back mountain.
Already brought an invisible sense of pressure.
Tang Pavilion Master’s return to the Taoist sect should have been a happy event, but almost everyone in the sect knew that relations between World Pavilion and Great True Master Chong Kan were increasingly sour.
Meeting at the back mountain this time…
would Tang Pavilion Master really compromise?
A moment later.
The female disciple lifted her head, let out a breath of relief, and said as if relieved of a great burden, “Pavilion Master Tang, we’ve arrived.”
The back mountain array of the Taoist sect radiated streaks of pale yet deep blue light.
The ground was littered with torn scraps of paper.
“What happened to that batch of disciples taken in by Incense Fire House?”
Tang Fengshu glanced down, hands clasped behind her back, and asked seemingly casually.
The female disciple paused.
She replied in a whisper, “Since yesterday…
haven’t seen them.
Heard they were dismissed.”
“If that’s indeed the case, it’s not too bad.
At least, I quite envy them.”
Tang Fengshu, expressionless, said, “Over the years, how many people have been able to enter the Taoist sect and leave so easily with a flick of their sleeves?”
With just that remark, the female disciple was so frightened that she didn’t dare to lift her head.
She quickly excused herself.
Soon, only Tang Fengshu remained on the back mountain.
She stepped into the array, and a great mist surged toward her.
“Whoosh!”
Tang Fengshu flicked her sleeves, dissipating the mist, and the distant mountains split open, exposing a sliver of sky and earth, and within the crevices of the steep rocks, a figure in a black robe could be vaguely seen sitting in desolation.
The figure sat atop a golden mat.
Three feet above the ground, like a deity.
“Great True Master, Fengshu has arrived.”
Tang Fengshu, hands behind her back, stood before the crevice in the rocks, looking up at the black-robed figure with his back turned to all living things.
The sound of the wind blew by, carrying scraps of torn paper through the crevices of the mountains.
Together with the breeze, they became the silent streams of the mountains.
“…Seeing you is truly not easy.”
Great True Master Chong Kan didn’t turn around, his true body appeared like a withered skeleton, extremely thin, with clothes flapping in the wind, accentuating the stark and withered contours of this shell.
But his voice echoed through the mountains.
Though deep and commanding, like the sound of a bell,
It carried a faint note of mockery.
“Every World Pavilion Master of past generations has been like this.”
Tang Fengshu calmly responded, “The ‘world’ of World Pavilion belongs to the people of the world.
It is normal not to be in seclusion in the Taoist sect.
When my Master held this position, he too spent most of his time wandering the four corners.”
“Fair point.”
Chong Kan’s voice continued to resonate, carrying a chill, “Only…
when your Master held the position of World Pavilion Master, he was nothing like you, not so deplorable, not sullying the sect’s reputation outside, not disregarding the etiquette towards elders within.”
“…”
Tang Fengshu fell silent.
She lifted her head, straining a bit to look at the majestic figure suspended in the air.
Da Sui Sword Palace and the Taoist sect are the two most transcendent Major Sects of Great Chu, maintaining a delicate “competitive relationship” over the past thousand years.
The most powerful, the most excellent talents, often come from these two sects, like the previous generation’s Xie Xuanyi and herself, or the generation before that, the Pure Yang Sect Leader of Sword Palace and her own Master.
During the days when both sect leaders secluded themselves for cultivation after the Battle of Poison concluded.
The Law Enforcement of Sword Palace and True Master Chong Kan each bore the heavy burden of this protracted legacy.
Chong Kan proved his prowess with actual deeds.
All these years, the Taoist sect maintained its position as the leading sect, while Sword Palace began to show signs of decline, toppling from its pedestal.
In these years, to countless Taoist disciples, Great True Master Chong Kan loomed like a mountain, too high to see its peak…
In their hearts, Chong Kan should be exalted above all.
But at this moment, what made Tang Fengshu struggle…