"Pei Pei, Yu Qing, why are you just arriving now..."
He Chengping and Sun Miaomiao, the couple, were busy attending to everyone. Seeing Jiang Peipei and Huang Yuqing, and Lin Yanan arriving with her husband Qin Yuan into the private room, He Chengping immediately called out to them, "Old Wan and Old Jin are over there, Yan Xi and Qiu Yue are over there..."
Jiang Peipei, in a chiffon dress, her tall figure and elegant hair cascading over her shoulders, her beautiful eyes followed the direction He Chengping pointed. She immediately looked at Wan Yunting, who was drinking and laughing with Jin Xiuwen and the others over there, her eyes shining.
Wan Yunting immediately sensed the woman's gaze, turned his head to look at Jiang Peipei, and waved at them with a smile...
"Let's go say hello first."
Huang Yuqing, unable to miss Jiang Peipei's intentions, immediately pulled her towards Wan Yunting, and then towards Fang Yanxi and the others...
"Pei Pei, Yu Qing, you're here..."
"Mm-hmm."
Huang Yuqing glanced at Jin Xiuwen and Xue Jianchao, then smiled and asked Wan Yunting on behalf of Jiang Peipei, "Yunting, when did you get back?"
Wan Yunting smiled at Jiang Peipei and then smiled at Huang Yuqing, saying, "We just arrived this afternoon."
"Alright, then you guys drink first, we need to go over there."
Huang Yuqing smiled and pointed to the women's group on the other side. She had just brought Jiang Peipei over to say hello.
Wan Yunting nodded with a smile. Jiang Peipei glanced at him. Although she had harsh words she wanted to say to him, she couldn't bring herself to say them. She could only follow Huang Yuqing towards Fang Yanxi and Zheng Lanmeng...
Seeing them arrive, Fang Yanxi happily pulled Jiang Peipei and Huang Yuqing over for a lively chat...
Of course, there was a lot of drinking that night. Wan Yunting was happy for his brother's wedding and drank a lot. They played until past midnight. However, since they had to get up early the next day to prepare to pick up the bride, they didn't dare to play too late and all arranged to stay overnight at the hotel...
It wasn't until seven in the morning that Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi were woken up. One went to be a groomsman, and the other a bridesmaid, both dressed in traditional Chinese wedding attire, the men in long gowns and the women in long skirts.
At eight-thirty, Wan Yunting and the groomsmen, along with the groom He Chengping, began to go pick up the bride Sun Miaomiao. Naturally, they were blocked at the door by Fang Yanxi, Jiang Peipei, and a group of bridesmaids who performed skits and played pranks. After all the wedding pranks, He Chengping was finally allowed to pick up the bride Sun Miaomiao and leave the hotel. They first took her back to He Chengping's home in Hua Du City.
The luxurious wedding convoy, the luxury cars were borrowed with the help of Wan Yunting's second brother. Even the local news reported on the wedding, with the headline naturally being about the famous Wan Yunting returning to Hua Du City to attend a classmate's wedding.
By noon, a banquet was held at a restaurant. Wan Yunting, Fang Yanxi, and Jin Xiuwen, who had been busy all morning, finally got to rest as they sat at a table.
Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi also gave He Chengping and his wife a generous wedding gift. It wasn't until the afternoon that they returned home and chatted with their second sister-in-law about He Chengping's wedding. Then Fang Yanxi asked, "How long are you planning to stay in Hua Du City?"
Wan Yunting, who was playing with Wan'er, smiled and said, "I don't know, I'll just stay for now."
Fang Yanxi nodded, knowing that the man had not been in a good mood lately, and it was good for him to stay in Hua Du City for a while. At the same time, Fang Yanxi also planned to stay in Hua Du City for a few days to see how Yan Ting Beauty Co., Ltd. was developing under Jin Xiuwen's management.
The next morning, Wan Yunting was no longer dispirited. He got up early and went behind Saint Tang Summit Mountain to meditate and practice. Because he knew that only by improving his martial arts could he fight the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult in the future and avenge Lu Xiaodie and Zheng Rong.
During this period, Wan Yunting had been decadent and negative. He knew that after the Huashan incident, the plan to unite the major sects to fight the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult had failed.
Now he had become a heretic in the eyes of the orthodox sects, and even the Wuliang Daoist Temple had to disband itself under the crusade of the major sects.
It could be said that Wan Yunting was now expelled from the martial arts world by the orthodox sects and was like a rat crossing the street, hated by everyone.
Therefore, his plan to unite the major sects of the martial arts world to fight the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult was now completely destroyed.
During this period, Wan Yunting's decadence and negativity were partly due to the great blow from the deaths of Lu Xiaodie and Zheng Rong, and partly because he was considering his future plans.
Fortunately, during this period, the news attacks on Wan Yunting from the outside world had subsided considerably.
After all, in the age of the internet, netizens' memories only lasted seven days.
Moreover, these were only restricted to the domains of the major martial arts sects and the field of traditional Chinese medicine. In reality, he, Wan Yunting, was still a people's anti-drug hero in everyone's eyes.
Regarding the declaration by the major sects that he was a heretic, for people in real life, it was merely a minor matter.
After all, everyone understood that what were orthodox and heretical paths were nothing more than the good and evil of human nature!
However, from Wan Yunting's assistance to the police in combating drug trafficking last year, his title of People's Anti-Drug Hero, and his contributions to saving lives and doing good deeds, his righteousness was seen by everyone.
Therefore, many people expressed great disdain for those who declared Wan Yunting to be a heretic.
Now, on platforms like Douyin and other online platforms, many people were speaking up for Wan Yunting, believing that the major sects were making a fuss over nothing and that the matter was not serious.
At the same time, in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, some people also defended Wan Yunting and spoke up for him regarding the matter of the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate!
Everyone believed that Wan Yunting used the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate to save people, not to kill them!
It was like the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate was a weapon. If it fell into the hands of a wicked person, it would naturally become a dangerous weapon.
But if it was in the hands of a good person, it would be a sharp tool for saving lives. And everyone believed that Wan Yunting was that good person, and that it was wrong to condemn the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate as unusable for saving lives just because it was an evil acupuncture technique of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult.
Therefore, two opinions formed within the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.
One was in support of Wan Yunting using the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate for medical practice, and the other was opposed to banning Wan Yunting from using the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate for medical practice.
Now, with so many rumors circulating, people were afraid to seek treatment from Wan Yunting.
Fortunately, this matter did not have a significant impact on Wan Yunting's family. He now had a period of peace to consider how to proceed.
Because now, only he could deal with the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult!
After the morning sun rose, Wan Yunting, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation on a large rock on the mountaintop, slowly opened his eyes. He retracted his hands, and all his internal energy returned to his dantian. He let out a slight breath of turbid air before standing up. His bright eyes gazed at the rising sun, and a suppressed rage immediately welled up. He then punched a large rock beside him with all his might...
Crack!
With the faint sound of the stone cracking, a finger-width crack appeared on the giant stone, but it did not collapse.
Now, Wan Yunting's internal energy in his dantian had reached its peak. Because he had previously absorbed the cultivation of Feng Xian and Han Dongri using the Eight Desolations Divine Skill, his internal energy had advanced another level. At the same time, his physical realm had also reached the middle stage of Outer Gang, but he had not yet broken through to the late stage of Outer Gang, the peak of his physical body.
Therefore, for him to break through Outer Gang and enter the Inner Gang realm of Gang Jin, he not only needed to temper his physical body but also break through in his mental state and realm to truly enter the Inner Gang realm.
But achieving a breakthrough in realm was incredibly difficult.
Wan Yunting had only experienced two moments of enlightenment: one was when he entered Kunlun Mountain and suddenly had a realization, and the other was when he observed the sword cliff left by the ancestor of the Wudang Sect's swordsmanship and had an epiphany, which improved his realm.
But to break through to the Inner Gang realm through realm was a matter of destiny!
Destiny was something that could not be sought or rushed, and Wan Yunting understood this principle well.
However, he was under great pressure now. With his current martial arts skills, he was no match for the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult, so he urgently wanted his martial arts to reach another level!
But breakthroughs in realm could not be rushed.
And by using normal cultivation methods, it would take at least another ten years for him to reach the terrifying level of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult Master, and even then, he might not succeed.
Unless, he took a shortcut through unorthodox means!
Of course, using the Eight Desolations Divine Skill to absorb others' cultivation and use it for himself was an evil path that Wan Yunting would absolutely not take, at least not against the masters of the orthodox martial arts sects.
Unless, it was used against the masters of evil cults!
Although the idea was good, it also had its drawbacks. Relying on the Eight Desolations Divine Skill to absorb others' cultivation to improve his own martial arts realm was an extreme approach and would harm his own destiny.
Moreover, the cultivation methods of those from evil cults were varied. Just like the techniques practiced by Han Dongri and others, their internal energy was cultivated through evil practices, and therefore, their internal energy carried a sinister aura.
Wan Yunting was worried that absorbing too much of this kind of internal energy would affect his state of mind, so this path was not viable.
"It seems I can only take it one step at a time."
Wan Yunting turned around and headed back down the mountain. Although he was anxious to break through in martial arts quickly, he also knew that he couldn't rush it and could only let nature take its course.
When he returned home, Fang Yanxi had also woken up and was having breakfast with his second brother and sister-in-law. Wan Yunting went upstairs to tidy up, then brought Wan'er downstairs to have breakfast with them. They chatted about visiting Grandpa Chang at the school later, mainly to discuss the matter of the Wuliang Daoist Temple.
Now that the major sects were forcing the Wuliang Daoist Temple to disband itself, such a major event naturally required him to consult with Chang Wude on how to proceed. At the same time, he planned to stay in Hua Du City for a while before going directly to the Wuliang Daoist Temple to see Ghost Grandpa.
At noon, Chang Wude was still sitting by the security office at the entrance of Hua Du University, listening to music and leisurely watching the students come and go. As Wan Yunting appeared, Grandpa Chang glanced at him with his old eyes and said, "You're here, kid."
Wan Yunting carried wine and roasted goose in his hand and smiled, "Let's have a drink."
Chang Wude nodded. He actually knew about the trouble with the Wuliang Daoist Temple. He got up and led Wan Yunting back to the security room, asking him to open the takeout box of the roasted goose and uncork two bottles of Yu Bing Shao. After taking a sip himself, he said, "Are you here to apologize?"
Wan Yunting also took a sip and nodded.
Chang Wude picked up a goose leg and started eating. He waved his hand and said, "Then you don't need to say it. It's not your fault in the first place."
Wan Yunting took another sip and sighed, "But I am the Abbot."
Chang Wude's old face stiffened. He glanced at him with his old eyes and continued eating the goose leg without speaking...