Chapter 2051: A Pair of Red Eyes
Chapter 2051: Chapter 2051: A Pair of Red Eyes
With the words of the Qingcheng Old Daoist, silence enveloped the entire scene.
Everyone’s gaze focused on Ning Chenxin, awaiting his decision.
The First Elder’s expression changed slightly, stepping forward and speaking solemnly, "Young Friend Ning, the Supervisory Temple is backed by the Holy Court, with resources and status unmatched by ordinary forces.
If you join, I can make an exception to directly grant you the position of ’inspector’, with elder-level treatment, and you can freely browse all the ancient texts in the first three floors of the temple’s library—among them are the Ancient True Method and the Vast Truth Technique."
The Supervisory Temple’s power in the Fuyao Realm is immense.
What’s more, it’s backed by the Holy Court.
So it’s not unusual for it to contain true methods and techniques.
This statement caused a stir throughout the scene.
"Inspector? That’s a real authority position, just below elder!"
"The library’s first three floors... It’s said even many inner sect elders need to accomplish great deeds to enter!"
"The First Elder really spared no effort to keep this person..."
"If you could solve the Evil Cultivation Array that even the peak Formless Realm elder couldn’t, at your age and realm, the First Elder would treat you the same way!"
"Indeed... it’s just too extraordinary."
Yang Shao also looked surprised, whispering to Mu Fusheng: "The position of inspector in the temple’s younger generation has only been earned by three people, each of whom is a renowned monster in the Fuyao Realm.
If Brother Ning truly agrees, he could ascend in a single step."
Mu Fusheng looked at Yang Shao, saying: "If I’m not mistaken, Brother Yang is probably one of those three, isn’t he?"
Yang Shao laughed heartily, "Indeed, but I rank third."
Tao Yi’s face became even more unsightly, yet he dared not mock further—Ning Chenxin’s display of strength had thoroughly subdued him.
The Qingcheng Old Daoist merely stroked his beard with a light smile, looking at Ning Chenxin: "I don’t offer any conditions; Qingcheng Mountain doesn’t have many rules or resources but has a volume of ’Heavenly Master’s Righteous Scripture’, a Righteous Pool, and the clear wind and bright moon of the whole mountain.
If you’re willing to come, I will personally teach you for three years.
If you’re not willing, treat my words today as the wind scattering away."
These seemingly plain words caused the First Elder’s pupils to slightly contract.
’Heavenly Master’s Righteous Scripture’—that’s the treasured possession of Qingcheng Mountain, only readable by direct transmission from the Temple Master!
Personally teaching for three years is a promise rarely made by Qingcheng Mountain’s generations of Temple Masters!
Ning Chenxin remained silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping past Netherworld King, Hong Ying, Mu Fusheng, and others.
Netherworld King smiled faintly, transmitting, "Junior Brother, Qingcheng Mountain truly suits you better."
Hong Ying nodded: "Leave the Supervisory Temple to us; besides, joining Qingcheng Mountain will give us stronger footing in the Fuyao Realm in the future."
Mu Fusheng also subtly nodded.
Ning Chenxin took a deep breath and bowed respectfully to the First Elder: "Thank you for your kindness, elder. While the conditions of the Supervisory Temple are indeed tempting, the path I cultivate focuses on enlightening the heart and aligning knowledge with action.
The spirit of Qingcheng Mountain in suppressing evil with righteousness is admirable, and its Dao techniques naturally align with what I’ve realized."
He turned to the Qingcheng Old Daoist, bowing solemnly: "I’m willing to follow elder to Qingcheng Mountain to learn righteous principles."
The Qingcheng Old Daoist laughed heartily, slightly waving his horsetail whisk: "Good! Good! From today, you are the seventy-second true inheritor of Qingcheng Mountain!"
The First Elder looked regretful but did not force it, only sighing, "Each has their own aspirations. Still, Young Friend Ning, the doors of the Supervisory Temple will always be open for you."
Having said this, he turned to look at Netherworld King and others: "And for you all? Though the temple has lost a bright star, we are still willing to welcome talents."
Though Ning Chenxin’s previous display was enough to shine brightly.
Netherworld King and others were also dazzling.
Well suited to join the Supervisory Temple.
Netherworld King and Mu Fusheng exchanged glances.
They needed to utilize the Supervisory Temple’s intelligence network to investigate the Holy Court’s movements.
"I’d like to join the Supervisory Temple." Netherworld King began.
Hong Ying, Mu Fusheng, Jiu Bailu, and Xu Yeming all nodded in succession.
The First Elder relaxed his expression slightly, smiling: "Good! Yang Shao, you are responsible for arranging this. Once back at the temple, immediately proceed with their admission, giving them inner sect disciple treatment."
Yang Shao cupped his fists: "Yes!"
The Qingcheng Old Daoist looked at Ning Chenxin and said: "Now then, I shall first take you back to the mountain. As for your friends... they may visit Qingcheng Mountain whenever they have time."
Ning Chenxin nodded slightly to Netherworld King and the others, their gazes meeting, everything understood without words.
The Qingcheng Old Daoist waved his sleeve, enveloping Ning Chenxin in azure light as their figures gradually faded, leaving only echoes:
"First Elder, today’s matters are resolved, I bid you farewell. I will take the evil cultivator back to Qingcheng Mountain for suppression; as for the remnants of the Kuyun Sect... let the temple handle them."
With these words, the duo vanished without a trace.
The First Elder gazed into the sky, mumbling: "Qingcheng Mountain... With this child, perhaps in the coming millennia, the righteous way of the Fuyao Realm will be led by Qingcheng."
He shook his head, collecting his thoughts, looking at the chaotic scene below on Kuyun Mountain, and waved his hand:
"Clean up the battlefield, confiscate evil technique books, handle Kuyun Sect disciples according to law—kill those who resist; those surrendering have their cultivation abolished, and are sent to the Holy Prison."
"Yes!"
The members of the Supervisory Temple responded in unison, quickly taking action.
Netherworld King approached Mu Fusheng, whispering: "Junior Brother Ning went to Qingcheng Mountain, which is undoubtedly safe. However, in the Supervisory Temple, we must be extra cautious."
Mu Fusheng nodded, his gaze deep: "The temple’s internal factions are complex, backed by the Holy Court. Since we’re new here, we should understand the situation before proceeding."
Hong Ying looked at the jade pendant left by Chu Yan in her hand, lost in thought.
Xu Yeming stretched lazily: "Finally settled down somewhere. But talking about it, the conditions offered by the First Elder... were truly intimidating. Inspector, tsk tsk."
Jiu Bailu chuckled lightly: "Too bad Senior Brother Ning’s aspiration wasn’t here."
Yang Shao came over, smiling: "Everyone, let’s first return to Yu Yue City to rest; three days later, accompany me to the Saint Hall Main Hall. There’ll be an immersion ceremony and some rules I’ll need to inform you about."
He paused, looking at Mu Fusheng: "Brother Mu, especially you—talisman masters are extremely rare in the temple; many elders might wish to take you under their wing. Be sure to carefully consider your choices."
Mu Fusheng smiled gently: "Thank you, Brother Yang, for the reminder."
The group departed with the Supervisory Temple’s team.
Kuyun Mountain gradually returned to silence, with only the lingering scent of blood in the mountain wind, and the clarity borne of righteousness sweeping through.
Far away in the sea of clouds, Qingcheng Old Daoist and Ning Chenxin stood amidst the clouds.
Unexpectedly, the old daoist asked: "You chose Qingcheng Mountain, was it truly only because the Dao techniques resonated with you?"
Ning Chenxin was silent for a moment, softly speaking: "Though backed by the Holy Court, the Supervisory Temple doesn’t lack true methods, yet I always feel the path the temple walks isn’t pure."
In this world where the strong devour the weak, overseeing countless forces, getting involved this deeply.
Saying there are no other motives, Ning Chenxin couldn’t believe it.
The Qingcheng Old Daoist laughed heartily, his laughter penetrating through the clouds:
"What a ’pure’! Kid, I like you more and more."
"Let’s go, back to the mountain!"
Azure light sliced through the sky, vanishing into the horizon.
After everyone left,
in a crevice on the cliff of Kuyun Mountain, there... lay the place where the secret chamber was located.
Inside, two points of red light flickered.
Like... a pair of eyes.