The master is inhuman; he beat up his senior brother, destroyed the sect, and then left.

Chapter 6 The Living Yama Just Arrived on the Mountain and He Was About to Break My Legs



Chapter 6 The Living Yama Just Arrived on the Mountain and He Was About to Break My Legs

This scene drew admiration from the onlookers; the fat man was truly brave! He had done what they had always wanted to do but dared not.

Despite his round and plump appearance, his steps are as light as a feather.

Carrying the golden body of the "victim," I walked lightly and steadily on the moss-covered stone path, passing through the dilapidated courtyard eroded by time to reach the main hall.

He ignored the person's vehement shouts and curses, as if a gentle breeze had passed by without leaving a ripple.

"Master, I have finally managed to bring my junior brother back after going through many difficulties."

The fat Taoist priest casually tossed Han Yi to the ground and bowed to the old Taoist priest sitting high in the hall.

Han Yi, who was in pain from landing, was about to retort when the fat man used a spell to seal his mouth, preventing him from speaking.

I felt a surge of contempt for him; it was utterly shameless of him to call someone a captive when they offered themselves up.

Looking around the main hall, the hall was somewhat old, with some of the plaster peeling off the walls, a few strands of spider webs hanging from the beams, and a faint sandalwood scent permeating the air.

The old Taoist priest sat at the top of the hall, his eyes closed, his snow-white hair casually tied on top of his head and secured with a wooden hairpin.

He had a thin face and a wisp of silver-white beard on his chin, giving him a somewhat otherworldly air.

After a short while, the old Taoist slowly opened his eyes and looked at Han Yi not far away.

His hands and feet were bound, and he lay on his side on the ground, his eyes looking back with a resolute and unwavering expression.

The young master, though bound and imprisoned, had a sharp gaze and a proud spirit.

A handsome young man stood tall to the left of the old Taoist priest, his arms crossed over his chest, his left hand gripping the sheathed sword tightly, his gaze cold and stern as he looked into the distance, never once glancing at Han Yi.

The woman beside the handsome young man was very pretty, like the girl next door. She would glance at Han Yi from time to time, her eyes filled with concern.

"Huixin, why did you tie up Junior Brother? Untie him quickly."

The woman spoke softly, her eyes filled with reproach.

"Second Senior Sister, it wasn't that I wanted to tie him up. It was because this boy wanted to run away that I had no choice but to tie him up," the fat Taoist priest retorted.

Han Yi rolled his eyes, having never seen such a shameless person.

The man standing to the right of the old Taoist priest then spoke.

“Junior brother is really inflexible. The young master can’t stand suffering, so why tie him up? Just let him go.”

Another man standing next to him quickly chimed in to agree.

"Fourth Senior Brother is right. If they are unwilling, why should we force them?"

He had a smile on his face, but his eyes darted around, as if he were plotting something.

"You two senior brothers make it sound so easy, but Master is still here. How dare you two make such a decision?"

The fat Taoist priest retorted directly, his face showing some disgust. He had always looked down on the behavior of these two, and if it weren't for the rules of the sect, he would have taught them a lesson long ago.

"I think what you two senior brothers said makes sense. I'm born with a useless body and am really not suitable for cultivation. Why don't you just let me go..."

Seeing this, Han Yi wanted to go along with it, but he was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Don't even think about going down the mountain! I've waited eighteen years for you to come, and there's absolutely no way I'll let you go down the mountain!" The old Taoist's face darkened, and his tone became stern.

"Huixin, break his leg first before untying him, so the bad boy doesn't escape and we have to catch him again."

"Alright!" the fat Taoist replied and left the main hall.

Han Yi remained calm. The old man was just bluffing; he wouldn't actually let Hui Xin break his legs.

These are just silly tricks to scare people; he's been doing them since he was a child and is already very familiar with them.

Huixin returned shortly afterward, now holding a stick.

Without saying a word, he walked up to Han Yi, stopped, and swung the stick at one of his legs.

play for real?

Han Yi was shocked. Judging from their posture, it didn't seem like they were just bluffing. These two bastards were really going to break his legs.

"No, no, no, Master, let's talk this out."

Before the stick even fell, he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"I am willing to stay on the mountain and diligently cultivate myself!"

He never expected that the old man and the young boy would be so ruthless. A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so he didn't hesitate to pledge his loyalty.

The gentle woman immediately pleaded for Han Yi's life.

“Master, since Junior Brother is willing to stay on the mountain, don’t break his legs.”

Huixin wasn't in a hurry to act. She had already stopped what she was doing and looked at the old Taoist priest, waiting for instructions.

The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and scrutinized the situation for a long time.

"Are you truly willing to stay on the mountain and diligently cultivate yourself?"

"Of course! This disciple will certainly live up to Master's teachings and cultivate diligently."

He made a firm promise, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

I'll trust you this once!

……

After another period of silence, the old Taoist priest coughed lightly, breaking the silence.

"Now that you're on the mountain, there's no longer any talk of a prince. From now on, you'll be a minor Taoist priest on the mountain and must abide by the rules of the Xuantian Dao Sect. You must not violate them."

He nodded obsequiously, but inwardly he was thinking to himself.

"What rules could there be in such a run-down place?"

"Firstly, fellow disciples must love and cherish each other, and must not fight, scheme against each other, or engage in private combat; they must not kill indiscriminately;..."

There was a whole bunch more to come, but he didn't listen to a word the old Taoist was saying. He just nodded and agreed, figuring he could deal with the rest later.

It only ended after another apprenticeship ceremony.

Han Yi, whose Daoist name was Yu Ji, was ranked last among Xuan Kongzi's seven direct disciples, but he was the only true disciple.

Han Yi, who had been untied, walked steadily to Xuan Kongzi, bowed slightly, and spoke respectfully.

“Master, I still have some family members. I wonder if there is a spare courtyard for me? It’s getting late, and I would like to take them to a place to stay so we can tidy up.”

Upon hearing this, everyone in the main hall was incredulous.

"I advise you to send them down the mountain immediately, otherwise it will affect your growth!"

Xuan Kongzi was so angry that his face turned black. This brat thought that going up the mountain to cultivate was a vacation. He wished he could break Han Yi's legs right now.

He abruptly flicked his sleeve, gave Huixin a brief instruction, and turned to leave with his hands behind his back.

After Xuan Kongzi left, the atmosphere in the main hall instantly relaxed.

The gentle woman was the first to step forward, her face beaming with a warm smile, her beautiful eyes revealing a tender affection.

"My name is Mingyue, I'm the second in my family, junior brother. Welcome to the Xuantian Dao Sect." A slender, jade-like hand gently patted Han Yi's shoulder as a gesture of friendliness.

Han Yi was giving Mingyue a seductive look with his eyes full of flirtatious intent. The people on this mountain were not easy to deal with, but compared to them, the second senior sister in front of him was the easiest to win over. He was prepared to sell his body to find her as his backer.

Huixin also came over, her face beaming, and patted Han Yi's shoulder as well, though this time with considerable force. "I apologize for offending you earlier, junior brother!"

The other senior brothers were indifferent. The third senior sister, Lingyun, was away on training and not in the hall. The remaining three senior brothers stood quietly to the side, each with a different expression.

"Tough! We've already run into three troublemakers on our first day here?"


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