Chapter 13610: The Evil Spell of Seizing the Foundation

Chapter 13610: The Evil Spell of Seizing the Foundation
Looking at the three disciples in front of him that he had carefully trained.

A satisfied smile gradually emerged on Yu Zhengqi's face, but there was a hint of coldness in that smile, like frost in a cold night.

"You are finally back. Without further ado, go and control Ling Bi, Xiao Lianzhu and Meng Haoqing and seize their roots and bloodline." Yu Zhengqi's voice was low and cold, carrying an unquestionable tone of command, and it echoed in the hall.

These three young men and women were none other than the three famous Zhengqi sons of Zhengqi Hall. Two men and one woman, all in their early twenties, still had the youthful vigor and sharpness on their faces, but their eyes were deep and cold, which was inconsistent with their age.

The powerful aura they exuded was like a surging wave, indicating that they were no longer ordinary young warriors. Their strength had already reached the top of the Zhengqi Hall, even surpassing those elders who had practiced for many years.

In Yu Zhengqi's eyes, the three of them are the light of hope for the future of Zhengqitang, and are the only ones to lead Zhengqitang to the pinnacle of glory.

The reason why these three people were able to achieve today's achievements at such a young age, in addition to their own extraordinary talents, there is another crucial reason. That is, Yu Zhengqi got a strange method by chance, which is extremely evil and can take away people's foundation, bloodline, and even martial soul.

It was with this evil method that Yu Zhengqi continued to plunder resources for these three people, like a greedy glutton, allowing them to grow wildly to their current level in a short period of time.

"Master, why are you in such a hurry?" A clear and somewhat puzzled voice broke the solemn atmosphere in the main hall of the Righteousness Hall. The person who spoke was Yu Tianlang, the leader of the Three Righteous Sons.

He stood straight like a pine tree, and his plain white robe fluttered in the wind, which made him look even more elegant, like a banished immortal. As the adopted son of Yu Zhengqi, Yu Tianlang had shown amazing talent for cultivation since he was a child. His qualifications far exceeded those of ordinary people. In Zhengqi Hall, he was recognized as a favored child of heaven and attracted much attention.

At this moment, he frowned slightly, his clear eyes were full of inquiring light, and he stared intently at Yu Zhengqi who was sitting high on the position of the head.

"We can't wait even a moment!" Yu Zhengqi's voice was low and cold, like the biting frost of winter, echoing in the empty hall. His eyes revealed urgency and determination. He slowly stood up and paced back and forth in the hall. Each step was very heavy, as if he was not walking on a stone slab, but a critical decision concerning life and death.

"Ling Xiao will definitely not give up the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword. The Demon Tower and those powerful people who came from afar, who hasn't coveted this sword for a long time? In order to seize this treasure, they will not hesitate to offend the Holy Hall. They will definitely come to my Righteousness Hall to stir up trouble and make everyone in the house restless!"

Yu Zhengqi suddenly stopped, staring at Yu Tianlang and the other three with eyes like sharp daggers, "Only if the three of you become stronger can we hope to defend the foundation of Zhengqitang and preserve our foundation."

He paused for a moment, and spoke in a slower tone, but with a hint of determination in his voice, "Even if the Zhengqi Hall here is unfortunately destroyed by the enemy, we can go somewhere else and rebuild our sect."

"As long as the three of you are safe and sound, we still have hope of making a comeback. Moreover, we can take this opportunity to completely break free from the control of the Holy Temple!" Yu Zhengqi's words were firm and echoed in the hall for a long time, as if they were a heavy oath that could not be violated.

Upon hearing this, the three righteous men's faces instantly became solemn.

They looked at each other and saw the unwavering determination in each other's eyes. Yu Tianlang took the lead and took a step forward, kneeling on one knee, and said in a steady and powerful voice: "I will obey Master's command!" Seeing this, the other two also knelt down and responded in unison. The voice was neat, loud, and full of power.

"Okay, go ahead. The furnace requires some rare materials, and I will prepare them as soon as possible. You just need to calm down and adjust your state to the best." Yu Zhengqi waved his hand, and a barely perceptible look of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Yes!" Yu Tianlang and the other three stood up, turned around and strode away. Their backs were straight and resolute, and their steps were steady and powerful, as if they were carrying all the hopes for the future of Zhengqitang.

While everyone's attention was focused on this conversation, no one noticed that in the distance of the hall, a servant who was sweeping the floor suddenly had a cold look in his eyes. He lowered his head slightly, paused with the broom in his hand, and then continued to sweep the floor as if nothing had happened.

After the figures of the three upright men and Yu Zhengqi completely disappeared from the hall, he quietly put down his broom, and quickly disappeared into a hidden place like a ghost. He looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that no one was around, he carefully took out a carrier pigeon from his arms.

I saw him skillfully writing a few lines on the letter paper, and then tied the letter tightly to the leg of the carrier pigeon. He raised his arm, and the carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew rapidly into the distance, soon disappearing into the sky.

This was an extremely secret place in the Jinqian Gang. Ling Xiao temporarily placed Zhang Ruochen and the others here for treatment.

The place where the Money Gang is located is like a mysterious fortress hidden in the depths of darkness. Even in the bustling and lively Zhaixinglou City, few people know its exact location. It is quiet and safe here, like a peaceful harbor in the noisy world.

"Miss Ruoxi, I'd like to ask you to take good care of these friends of mine. All expenses during this period will be borne by me, and you just need to keep a true account. I have important matters to attend to, and I need to go somewhere else, so I won't bother you any more." Ling Xiao looked at the gentle and beautiful Miss Ruoxi in front of him sincerely, bowed slightly, and his manners were full of humility and courtesy, as if he was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, an old man came in from outside with a panicked look and hurried steps. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he was panting, obviously he had been running all the way. "Young Master Ling, please stay!"

The old man said breathlessly, with an anxiety that was difficult to conceal in his voice. "The undercover agent of my Jinqian Gang lurking in the Zhengqi Hall sent a message that the three Zhengqi disciples have returned to the sect. It seems that they are preparing a foundation-grabbing ceremony, and the targets of the ceremony are most likely Ling Bi, Xiao Lianzhu, and Meng Haoqing!"

"What!" Ling Xiao was struck by lightning. His body, which had been sitting steadily, seemed to be pulled up by a violent force in an instant, and the whole person suddenly bounced up from the seat.