“Forgetting oneself and being emotionless, with only the sword in one's heart—this is the Beast Taming Sect's supreme sword art. However, cultivating this sword requires extremely high demands; one must be single-minded, even disregarding one's own life and death, and the strength of enemies. I never expected someone from the Ziyan Lineage to have mastered it.”
The speaker was Yuan Qing, the Chief of Han Ming Peak and the Head of the Law Enforcement Hall, a man so cold he seemed capable of freezing the air.
He has been in charge of the Beast Taming Sect's laws for hundreds of years, and is known as the Cold-Faced Grim Reaper.
Mu Zhengting said, “I originally thought it was just a small farce, but I didn't expect things to become so complicated. Martial Brother Huo, the Law Enforcement Hall has been a bit excessive these past few years. Words like 'no explanation needed' are not to be uttered lightly.”
Beast Taming Sect Disciples have always been unruly, drawing swords at the slightest disagreement, especially in this unpredictable world.
Therefore, maintaining discipline is very difficult, but when problems arise, the Beast Taming Sect always tends to support the Law Enforcement Hall.
However, today's situation gave Mu Zhengting new food for thought.
“Indeed, management has been relaxed recently,” Yuan Qing admitted with a nod. Although his expression remained cold, he knew that the Law Enforcement Hall's conduct needed to be rectified.
“I will go back and handle this, bringing both sides in for questioning.” Mu Zhengting understood his character and did not blame him.
The two continued to observe the battle, not particularly concerned about what would happen to Qing Feng after he was taken to the Law Enforcement Hall.
After all, as long as no one died or was seriously injured, other minor matters were unimportant.
In comparison, publicly humiliating the Law Enforcement Hall could lead to the collapse of internal order within the Beast Taming Sect, making personal honor and disgrace seem insignificant.
“Senior Sister, I'll go,” Qing Feng said, supporting Qin Yue.
The Sword of Self-Forgetfulness, also known as the Sword of No-Self, is an extreme sword art, and very few people are able to cultivate it and survive.
“I can do it,” Qin Yue said stubbornly. She had once promised to protect Qing Feng; this was a lifelong agreement.
On Chen Ming Peak, everyone saw her as the hope for the future, but only Qing Feng treated her as Qin Yue, remembering every moment they had spent together.
“It will be fine, the Law Enforcement Hall has strict rules, you should rest first,” Qing Feng comforted her.
“Publicly attacking a Law Enforcement Hall member and violently resisting arrest is an aggravated offense. Qin Yue, you must also come with us,” Shen Muqing roared, his body radiating a cold aura, his momentum like a rainbow.
A hint of determination flashed in Qing Feng's eyes. “Alright, Senior Sister and I will go with you.”
“Senior Sister Yan Yi, please go to the Martyr's Shrine for me and tell my parents that I will meet them in the Law Enforcement Hall today,” Qing Feng said to Yan Yi.
“You have committed a wrong, and our Law Enforcement Hall will handle it according to the law; we will neither wrongly accuse good people nor let go of bad ones. The charges of slander and resisting arrest will all be settled one by one,” Shen Muqing added coldly, giving Qing Feng no chance to explain.
However, Qing Feng ignored Shen Muqing and continued to speak to Yan Yi: “Tell my parents that the Beast Taming Sect is now very stable and prosperous, and has not failed their sacrifices of blood and contributions for the Beast Taming Sect.”
“It's just that your son is unfilial; I thought I could mediate the dispute, but ended up being beaten. The people from the Law Enforcement Hall think I am weak and helpless, and that I am guilty. If that's the case, then let me be guilty.”
“I know that as the descendant of a hero, I am destined to give more. Prioritizing others over oneself, selfless and public-minded, considering the bigger picture, one cannot act recklessly. I will go with them now.”
“My blood will be spilled in the Law Enforcement Hall, and I hope to receive my parents' blessings in the underworld. I also want them to know that I am fine, and not to let heroes shed both blood and tears.”
After saying these words, Shen Muqing's face turned ashen.
“I understand.” Yan Yi nodded, preparing to leave.
“Wait.” Shen Muqing wanted to stop her, but Yan Yi raised an eyebrow, her face cold. “Do you dare to harm me?”
Although she was only at the early Foundation Establishment stage, her aura made Shen Muqing recoil.
“Alchemist Disciples must also abide by the rules. If one disturbs the Martyr's Shrine without reason and violates Sect rules, even an Alchemist will be punished.”
“Then let's talk about it when I've actually made a mistake,” Yan Yi said disdainfully.
Although Alchemist Disciples are esteemed, as long as their behavior isn't too excessive, at most they are merely made to reflect at home.
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“This kid is indeed clever and resourceful; no wonder he was able to escape safely from the chaos in the Thousand Lake World. I can't watch this play any longer; I'll invite you to tell stories another day.” In the theater, Mu Zhengting said to Yuan Qing.
“To make heroes shed both blood and tears—how heartbreaking that is. If word gets out, our Law Enforcement Hall might be overthrown,” Yuan Qing replied.
“Let's go.” Mu Zhengting stood up and left. The conflicts between the two peaks could be ignored, but going to the Martyr's Shrine to lament like this had too severe an impact and could not be overlooked.
The Beast Taming Sect pursues immortality, but only a handful can ultimately achieve this goal. Most people cannot defeat time and eventually turn to dust. Therefore, finding a partner and having descendants has become the choice for many.
Among the fifty peaks of the Beast Taming Sect, most people have formed Daoist partnerships, and even Mu Zhengting himself is already married with children.
Everyone is a sword cultivator, bravely advancing to slay demons and monsters, and they might not return at any time. At such times, their greatest worry is their children. And it is this peace of mind that the Sect provides.
We are a family; if you have difficulties, just say so. If anything happens, I will take care of your wife and children. But now, the only descendant of two heroes is choosing to end his own life.
If word got out that heroes were shedding both blood and tears, Mu Zhengting could imagine a group of elders blocking his doorstep tomorrow.
To be able to sleep peacefully and still come out to watch the play, this matter could not be blown out of proportion. The two disappeared into the night like shooting stars, leaving behind a powerful oppressive aura that enveloped Qing Feng and the others.
“Greetings, Sect Leader; greetings, Shibo Yuan Qing.” When Mu Zhengting and Yuan Qing suddenly appeared, Qing Feng and the others hastily bowed.
“Qing Feng, Yan Yi, Qin Yue, the three of you, stand up first and move to the side,” Mu Zhengting said calmly.
“Yes.” The three responded, stood up, and retreated to the side.
Qing Feng felt a slight relaxation in his heart. Originally, he had spoken only to pressure Shen Muqing, planning to seek an opportunity for secret revenge after the immediate crisis passed. He never expected to attract these two great figures.
However, there was no need to worry too much; in some matters, the powerful would also be wary of those who had nothing to lose. Meanwhile, Shen Muqing and Yu Wei felt a chill, sensing something ominous.
Mu Zhengting's authoritative voice rang out: “You are all Disciples of my Beast Taming Sect, yet you draw swords against each other in broad daylight. Is this what I taught you? Are the profound sword arts passed down by our Ancestral Master meant to be used against our own people?”
Although these words were plain, to Shen Muqing and the others, they sounded like thunder, making them dizzy and almost unable to stand steady, terrified by the Sect Leader's might. They hastily apologized: “Sect Leader, please forgive us.”
“Shen Muqing.” Mu Zhengting's gaze fell upon him.
“Disciple is here,” Shen Muqing replied, lowering his head. “As a Disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, do you not need to explain your actions? What a grand tone! Today, I demand an explanation from you. Will you give it or not?” Mu Zhengting asked from a commanding position.