The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 338 - 150 Retaliation

Chapter 338: Chapter 150 Retaliation

Biyun Temple, nestled amidst the beautiful mountains and clear waters of Biyun Mountain.

This place, with its verdant hills and distant green waters, used to be a wonderful destination.

However, today, between these green mountains and waters, an unusual shade of blood has stained the scene.

The door of Biyun Temple stood wide open, with a corpse dressed in a Daoist robe lying at the threshold. It was apparent that the Taoist had gone to answer a knock at the door, only to be stabbed through the chest by a visitor outside, who killed him instantly.

Behind the fallen Taoist, more and more traces of blood appeared before one’s eyes: on the railing, on the columns of the corridor, on the ground; blood was sprayed everywhere. The deeper one went inside, the more bodies appeared, including Taoists, as well as malicious black-clothed men and blood-clothed men.

On the ground, the dense footprints soaked in blood made one feel the pungent stench of blood at first glance.

In the main hall of Biyun Temple, the temple master, Zhang Chenghua, was leading the remaining Taoists in a standoff against the assassins who were attacking them.

Zhang Chenghua, in his early forties, was a member of the extended family of the Zhangs from Dragon Tiger Mountain. He had taken the position of temple master at Biyun Temple at the age of thirty, and that was over ten years ago.

Thanks to the backing of Dragon Tiger Mountain, Biyun Temple had never even had someone come to their door to pick a fight, let alone someone come to kill. Zhang Chenghua never dreamt that there would come a day when someone would attack the temple.

"You carry out such wanton slaughter, aren’t you afraid of provoking the wrath of Dragon Tiger Mountain? Our Dragon Tiger Mountain is..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the leader wrapped in a blood-colored cloak interrupted him: "We want to incite the wrath of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Anger signifies that we’ve hit a nerve. Anger will show Dragon Tiger Mountain what happens when one offends the Azure Dragon Association."

"What?" Zhang Chenghua’s face was filled with bewilderment.

He truly did not know when Dragon Tiger Mountain had become so hostile to the Azure Dragon Association. They, as Taoists, were not like those Buddhist monks who spent their days reciting scriptures and meddling in worldly affairs. Even if the Azure Dragon Association was an assassin organization, logically, the people of Dragon Tiger Mountain should have no interest in getting involved.

Located within the Daqian Realm and far away from Northern Zhou, Zhang Chenghua, who had been in secluded cultivation within the mountain, was unaware that Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Azure Dragon Association had long since become mortal enemies.

Ever since Zhang Yangping first went to the Shadow Market to eliminate members of the Azure Dragon Association, it was destined that one side would fall. Perhaps the Azure Dragon Association was not yet powerful enough to confront Dragon Tiger Mountain directly, lacking the status to compete over who would fall first, but they were certainly qualified to clash with Zhang Yangping.

"It seems you are unaware? Hmm, never mind," Ji Tang chuckled softly then gave the command, "Being a blissfully ignorant ghost isn’t so bad."

"Kill."

At his command, the assassins swarmed in, and the large main hall was soon packed to the brim. Countless assassins rushed forward without fear of death, not hesitating to trade two, three, even four of their lives for one of their adversaries.

Zhang Chenghua’s cultivation was not very high, barely at the Innate Eighth Layer. In other places, this might have qualified him as an expert, but on Dragon Tiger Mountain, given Zhang Chenghua’s age and family background, such cultivation was considered quite embarrassing. That’s why he, a scion of the Zhang Family, had left Dragon Tiger Mountain to become the temple master here at Biyun Temple.

The assassins’ ferocity and disregard for death left Zhang Chenghua without any power to turn the tide. In fact, he died earlier than the rest, being the temple master who stood at the forefront. Stabbed simultaneously at vital points by four Blood Bat Guards, Zhang Chenghua died quickly.

After Zhang Chenghua’s death, the remaining Taoists posed even less of a threat. In less than fifteen minutes, the once noisy main hall quieted down, with corpses strewn everywhere.

Among these bodies were Taoists, but there were even more blood-clothed and black-clothed figures. However, Ji Tang paid no attention to these losses, just as the decree sent from the Dragon Chief had said: the Azure Dragon Association did not lack people.

"Very good," Ji Tang said with satisfaction.

More than the casualties, he valued speed; to annihilate the entire Biyun Temple in such a short time was an achievement that greatly pleased him.

"As usual, leave a message," Ji Tang ordered.

Normally, after an Azure Dragon Association operation, they would burn the place down to destroy evidence and bodies, following a tradition passed down from Dragon Head Young Master Yu. However, this operation was different; to demonstrate their counterattack against Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Azure Dragon Association would not set fire this time but would follow Zhang Yangping’s example and leave a mark.

His subordinates, adept from previous assignments, tacitly gathered the blood of the Taoists to use as ink and inscribed three large, dynamic characters opposite them: "Azure Dragon Association."

The same scene unfolded in various places across the world.

Although it had only been a day since Qing Yu met with Meng Yunfei, with the help of Shadow Pavilion to relay messages and the branches not counting casualties, this scene had already occurred at least a hundred times within one day, resulting in the deaths of thousands of Taoists.

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While Taoist Temples throughout the Daqian Realm were painted red with blood, the Northern Zhou Capital City, Divine Capital, was decked out in lanterns and streamers as if a grand celebration were imminent.

Indeed, it was a grand occasion—tomorrow would be the third day of the third lunar month, the birthday of the Ancient Emperor, and every dynasty’s rulers would hold grand ceremonies today in reverence. The Daqian Capital, Heavenly Capital, should have been likewise.

However, the festivity in Northern Zhou was devoid of any joyous atmosphere. Wandering the streets of Divine Capital were sword-bearing individuals from worldly society, engulfing the entire city in an air of solemnity.

Especially noticeable were two groups of monks, glaring at each other as if ready to fight to the death at any moment.

Needless to say, these were individuals from the Zen and Esoteric Sects. With the water and land rites set to begin tomorrow, the monks of the Zen Sect had finally made an appearance.

However, among them were no truly eminent individuals; not a single one from the True Pill Realm, scarcely anyone even from the Divine Origin Realm, and not a trace of outstanding disciples like Shi Jue from the Great Zen Temple.

Qing Yu, on his way here, had mostly encountered monks from the Esoteric Sect, with few from the Zen Sect. In contrast, he encountered countless Taoists, including Zhu Kong from Luo Fu Mountain and other True Pill Realm masters of Luo Fu Mountain. Speaking of which, it seemed that Luo Fu Mountain had really declined; even if no Divinity Realm warrior was to come forward, bringing a few more from the True Pill Realm would have been good. But only one came, which, compared to others, seemed rather meager.

"Hold on there, brother," a voice suddenly called out from behind.

Turning around, Qing Yu saw a strapping, handsome man in a blue Daoist robe calling out to him from behind.

This Taoist appeared to be in his twenties, with a handsome visage, yet he carried an air of arrogance. However, upon closer observation, Qing Yu could tell that this Taoist was at least over thirty years old, his youthful appearance owing much to the anti-aging effects of the Taoist Martial Arts. Of course, this was also because the Taoist was profoundly powerful; judging with the "Heavenly Son’s Qi Observation Skill," Qing Yu saw that this man’s cultivation was at least in the late stages of the Divine Origin Realm, likely at the peak of the Divine Element Realm.

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