"What, this..."
Gui Ye's words completely stunned Wan Yunting, Yang Jingyi, and Wu Weizi, leaving them in disbelief.
Wan Yunting had not dared to believe what the main god of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult had said before. Now, hearing Gui Ye personally admit that Ren Daozi was a member of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult, he was utterly astonished.
"Not only that, Uncle-Master Ren Dao was also the cult leader of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult at the time!" Gui Ye stated.
Yang Jingyi and Wu Weizi exchanged shocked glances, while Wan Yunting frowned, looking at Gui Ye with disbelief...
"Very few people know about this. Uncle-Master Ren Dao only told Xiu Liang and me when he was leaving. Even Wu Yu and you don't know, because if this matter were to get out, our Boundless Daoist Temple would surely face condemnation and attacks from various sects. But Uncle-Master Ren Dao knew that if the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles were passed down, it would inevitably become a hidden danger!"
Gui Ye looked at Wan Yunting and said, "But he didn't want the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles to be lost, so he passed them to Gongsun Xiuliang, whom he had always favored!"
"Therefore, the reason you don't know about this is that your master, Gongsun Xiuliang, didn't want you to be involved in this matter!"
Wan Yunting, who had been frowning, finally understood the reason. He said, "According to Sima Boyong himself, he was specifically lurking in our Boundless Daoist Temple with the goal of obtaining the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles!"
Gui Ye stated, "The Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles are the divine needle techniques of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult. I heard from Uncle-Master Ren Dao that this needle technique, combined with their cultivation method, is said to be able to open a certain acupoint in the human body, activating a third Heavenly Eye and allowing one to practice supreme divine power!"
Wan Yunting nodded and said, "The Heavenly Eye Main God Cult is now trying to obtain the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles from me!"
Gui Ye asked, "Has their main god returned to China?"
Wan Yunting shook his head, "I haven't received any news of his appearance in China yet, but I can't guarantee he won't set foot in China personally to capture me in the future!"
Gui Ye nodded and said, "If that day comes, you小子 come find me."
This statement made Wan Yunting, Yang Jingyi, and Wu Weizi pause, looking at Gui Ye with confusion, not understanding what he meant.
Did he mean that when the main god of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult set foot in China, Wan Yunting should come find him to emerge from seclusion?
"Alright, now that I've told you this, you can all go down the mountain. Do what you need to do. If that day truly comes, you小子 come find me again. Now, get lost." Gui Ye waved his hand, asking Wan Yunting and the others to descend the mountain and not disturb his peace...
"Ancestor, we bid you farewell..."
Wan Yunting, Yang Jingyi, and Wu Weizi had no choice but to bow and take their leave.
As the three walked down the mountain path, they mused, "I never imagined that Uncle-Master Ren Dao was actually the cult leader of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult. But why would he choose to hide in our Boundless Daoist Temple?"
Gui Ye did not know the answer to this question either!
Wan Yunting shook his head and said, "The most important thing now is to wait for next month's martial arts convention. I will unite the various sects to resist the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult!"
Yang Jingyi nodded and cautioned, "Also, don't let this matter spread. Otherwise, if the various sects know that Uncle-Master Ren Dao was originally from the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult, our Boundless Daoist Temple will face condemnation and attacks from them."
"Understood."
Wan Yunting nodded. Apart from the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult, only the three of them knew about this matter.
Wan Yunting was not worried that the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult would leak this information. As long as the Boundless Daoist Temple vehemently denied it, the various martial arts sects would naturally stand with them.
"Junior Brother Wu Wei, the Abbot and I have something to discuss. Please descend the mountain first," Yang Jingyi then said to Wu Weizi.
Wu Weizi's old face twitched. He looked at Wan Yunting, who also looked confused, not knowing what Yang Jingyi wanted to discuss. Was it about Duan Yingying?
Thinking of this, Wan Yunting's heart tightened, and his expression became unnatural. Wu Weizi nodded and descended the mountain first without asking further questions...
After Wu Weizi had walked a distance, Yang Jingyi turned to look at Wan Yunting and asked expressionlessly, "Yunting, what are your plans for you and Yingying in the future?"
As expected!
Wan Yunting felt helpless and said in response to Yang Jingyi's questioning, "Mother-in-law, what do you want me to do about this matter?"
Seeing his attitude, Yang Jingyi became somewhat angry. "Of course, I want you to marry Yingying."
Wan Yunting shook his head and said, "Mother-in-law, you know my situation. I'm afraid it will be difficult to give Yingying a proper title!"
Hearing his words, Yang Jingyi became even angrier. "Are you trying to sleep with my daughter for free and then just walk away?"
Wan Yunting, seeing her anger, quickly shook his head and said, "Mother-in-law, please listen to me first. I will definitely take responsibility for Yingying to the end, but I'm afraid I can't marry her formally. Do you understand what I mean?"
Yang Jingyi snorted coldly and said, "I can't believe you're such a fickle man. If I had known, I shouldn't have let Yingying go down the mountain to find you."
Wan Yunting felt speechless and grumbled inwardly, "I wish I could!"
Yang Jingyi, trying to calm herself down, turned and stared coldly at Wan Yunting, saying angrily, "I don't care who you marry in the future, but if you dare to let my daughter down, I will never forgive you!"
With that, Yang Jingyi flicked her sleeves and left. This time, she had misjudged him.
In terms of his personal abilities, martial arts talent, and so on, this fellow was absolutely unrivaled. However, his fickleness and romantic nature were truly beyond Yang Jingyi's praise. She was now filled with regret, feeling as though she had pushed her daughter into a fiery pit...
"Mother-in-law, don't worry, I will not let Yingying down."
Wan Yunting shouted this from the steps. Yang Jingyi gritted her teeth in anger and quickly descended the mountain...
Wan Yunting shook his head helplessly. He was already contemplating the future and how to give proper titles to the women around him.
Of course, Fang Yanxi was definitely his legitimate wife, as he had promised her, and his parents also approved. Then there was Gu Luotang. To be honest, Wan Yunting loved Gu Luotang even more than Fang Yanxi, because that girl was so sensible that it made his heart ache.
And then there was Su Ke'er. Wan Yunting would naturally not let her down, as well as Ling Wei, with whom he had a physical relationship, and Jiang Peipei, and those he was nominally cultivating with, Li Shuyun and Lu Xiaodie...
"Alas, being fickle is also a sickness..."
Unsure of how to proceed in the future, Wan Yunting sighed. For now, his immediate concern was dealing with the main god of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult. As for his romantic problems, he could only think of a perfect way to resolve this major issue in the future...
After descending the mountain, just as Wan Yunting was about to return, he noticed several male disciples gathered in the distance, pointing and discussing a figure by a well not far away.
Wan Yunting followed their gaze and saw the figure drawing water. Wasn't it Chen Qiuyun, whom he had arranged to stay at the Boundless Daoist Temple?
Chen Qiuyun was now wearing a gray Daoist robe, her jet-black hair tied up at the back of her head, with a few strands of hair falling in front of her face. Her stunning beauty was still as irresistible as ever. The aura of a mature, enchanting woman, and the loose Daoist robe could not conceal her proud figure.
Her face was like autumn water, her gaze alluring, exuding Fang Yan Ning's charm effortlessly. Her delicate, infant-like face, no matter how she maintained it, was more beautiful and captivating without any rouge or powder than with any adornment. Her skin was so tender it looked like it would break if poked.
Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her phoenix eyes deep and calm. Below her slender, refined nose were moist, lustrous red lips, tempting one to bite them. She exuded an aura that stirred male pheromones, truly a natural temptress!
The newly arrived young disciples were pointing and gossiping about Chen Qiuyun, their eyes shining, making lewd remarks about her age and why she was so stunningly beautiful, making them feel like committing a crime...
Last night, Wan Yunting had asked Yang Jingyi about Chen Qiuyun's situation at the mountain gate. He had intended to check on her after breakfast, but unexpectedly ran into her drawing water. He walked over directly, watching her bend down by the well, her hands struggling to pull the rope, drawing a bucket of water from the well.
Just then, a large hand grabbed the rope in her hands. Chen Qiuyun was startled, thinking it was those rude Daoist disciples. She quickly let go of her hands, stepped back a few paces, and then looked up to see that the person was none other than Wan Yunting!
Fortunately, Wan Yunting's large hand had caught the rope, otherwise, the bucket of water she had drawn up would have fallen back into the well. He smiled and said, "Why are you reacting so strongly?"
Chen Qiuyun's phoenix eyes widened, staring intently at Wan Yunting. His words brought her back from her daze, and she stammered, "You... why are you here?"
"I returned last night."
Wan Yunting poured the drawn water into the bucket Chen Qiuyun had brought, then lifted it directly and said with a smile, "It's in that direction. I'll help you carry it back."
Chen Qiuyun pointed north. Wan Yunting nodded, carrying the bucket, and followed her back towards her residence. At the same time, he glanced at the group of young disciples gathered not far away. Wan Yunting looked at Chen Qiuyun's alluring face that made one want to commit a crime and asked with a smile, "Are those few guys like this every day?"
Chen Qiuyun returned to her usual expressionless demeanor and said nothing.
But Wan Yunting had already guessed that some daring disciples, unable to resist the temptation of Chen Qiuyun's innate charm, might be impulsive enough to commit a crime.
"It seems like choosing to have you come here was also a wrong decision!"
Wan Yunting looked at a small courtyard ahead. Although no one had lived there for years, Chen Qiuyun had tidied it up very cleanly, showing her yearning for a quiet life in the mountains.
However, those young Daoist disciples occasionally loitered at her courtyard gate, disturbing her peace...
"Is it that water缸?"
Wan Yunting looked at a large water缸 by the entrance of the small kitchen in the courtyard. Chen Qiuyun nodded. He carried the bucket of water over and poured it into the water缸. Then he looked at the vegetable patch in the courtyard, where vegetable seeds had been sown and had already sprouted.
Wan Yunting said, "I have something to tell you, Sima Boyong is dead!"
Chen Qiuyun, who was weeding the vegetable patch, paused. She turned her phoenix eyes directly at Wan Yunting without hesitation, a hint of uncontainable joy appearing on her face. She asked, "Really?"