838 Daoist Tianfeng

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It was like this.

This world never lacked people who added insult to injury. When you were glorious, everyone was afraid of you. But after you declined, everyone wished they could kill you.

Ye Qiu had been missing for a few months. Everyone thought that he was dead, and even the First Elder thought that he was dead. Therefore, in the Heaven Mending Pavilion, those who originally disliked Violet Cloud Training Hall began to stir.

"Haha… Interesting." After pondering for a moment, Ye Qiu revealed a strange smile. "Linglong, tell me the name of the old man who injured your senior sister."

Linglong hesitated for a moment and looked at Eldest Senior Sister. Lin Qingzhu tried to hide it with a stopping gaze. She did not want her master to run around for her before he even rested after escaping death.

Linglong understood what she meant, but she was indignant in her heart. She chose to confess and said, "Master, that damn old man is called Daoist Tianfeng. I heard from Grandpa Gu that this person has a very high status on the divine mountain."

The Grandpa Gu Linglong was talking about was most likely Gu Sanqiu. Someone who could make him so afraid must have a powerful background.

When Ye Qiu heard this, he fell into deep thought.

To be honest, Ye Qiu still wasn't very clear about the many factions and complicated large clans of the Heaven Mending Pavilion. He had never seen or recognized many old monsters hiding in the dark who had not come out for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Back then, Meng Tianzheng had told him that although the Heaven Mending Pavilion only had this bit of strength on the surface, in reality, what he saw was only the tip of the iceberg. Many powerful ancestors had already entered the Heaven Mending Pavilion millions of years ago. They secretly competed and developed separately.

The reason why it was so balanced now depended entirely on one person, Meng Tianzheng.

Meng Tianzheng had once imagined that once he really passed away one day, the Heaven Mending Pavilion would be completely overturned and the power would be reshuffled. Therefore, he had always been very worried. He could not bear to see this ancient foundation go down the drain.

However, time passed quickly and people would always die. This was his fate that he could not escape. Even the influential figures of the Immortal Ancient Era back then could not escape such a fate, let alone him.

Therefore, he could only place all his hopes on his juniors. Ming Yue was his final trump card.

His original plan was to use the last faint light to illuminate Ming Yue's path in his lifetime and leave after she could really support this flag. However, Ming Yue was focused on the Dao and had never cared about secular power. She had never thought of fighting for anything.

Even if she took over the flag, it was because she could not bear to see the First Elder's life's hard work destroyed and was forced to take it.

Meng Tianzheng raised her as if she was his biological daughter. How could he not see through her thoughts?

Therefore, he had given up on this idea a long time ago. He did not want this burden to be imposed on her and locked her on this Heaven Mending Divine Mountain.

Meng Tianzheng, who was about to die, had already arranged a way out for her. After he left, he would ensure that she could safely escape. He originally thought that it would be over, but he didn't expect Ye Qiu's appearance to give him hope again.

Yes, unlike Ming Yue's indifference to fame and fortune, Ye Qiu had a bond with him and his own inheritance. Admittedly, he did not have any desire for power, but that did not mean that he would not do it because he had a disciple.

Humans were like this. Once you had a fetter and some choices, you could not be willful.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, Meng Tianzheng knew about this conflict, but he did not interfere. The deeper meaning was already very obvious. He wanted Ye Qiu to settle it himself, but he pretended not to see anything.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Qiu understood what the First Elder meant and smiled. "Daoist Tianfeng? Looks like he has a powerful background."

Yaya walked up and said, "Master, I've heard of this person."

"Oh, tell me."

A trace of surprise flashed across Ye Qiu's eyes. Yaya explained, "I've heard my aunt introduce this person. I heard that this person came from an ancient monarch race. His family is extremely powerful, and his industries cover more than half of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

"In the early years, during the Age of Emperor Collapse, a great calamity destroyed these once glorious behemoths, causing them to fall into a period of silence for tens of thousands of years. This Daoist Tianfeng was once a descendant of a certain monarch race. He's probably from the First Elder's era and was once a famous figure.

"In the early stages of the Heaven Mending Pavilion's establishment, this person brought a group of clansmen and joined the Heaven Mending Pavilion, becoming an elder.

"My aunt said that this is an extremely dangerous person. He's the second person in the Heaven Mending Pavilion in name below the First Elder. Of course, this is only my aunt's guess. It's said that his strength reached the Dao Sacrificial realm ten thousand years ago. Ten thousand years have passed. I wonder if he will take another step forward. It's hard to say.

"Last time, when he injured Senior Sister, he almost didn't use any immortal power. He only used a glance to heavily injure Senior Sister. I think he's not weak."

Hearing Yaya's explanation, Ye Qiu immediately understood. So this old man had a powerful background.

Then Ye Qiu really had to meet him.

Ten thousand years ago, he had already reached the Dao Sacrificial realm. He should have reached the realm above the Dao Sacrificial realm by now.

However, he did not know if he had already reached the extreme realm above the Dao Sacrificial realm, just like Meng Tianzheng. If that was the case, Ye Qiu really wasn't his match. However, it might not be the case if he had just broken through to the realm above the Dao Sacrificial realm.

Ever since Ye Qiu obtained the Holy Sword, God of War, he hadn't had a chance to use it. He was considering if he should use it to sacrifice the first strike of the Holy Sword.

"Alright, I understand!"

Ye Qiu waved his hand and fell into deep thought. At this moment, Lin Qingzhu walked up and obediently tugged at Ye Qiu's clothes, begging. "Master, this bit of grievance is nothing. This person is powerful. There's no need to rashly offend him for me. Let's pretend that nothing happened, okay?"

Ye Qiu's heart ached when he saw the tears in the corners of her eyes and her pleading expression.

This girl was so sensible that it made one's heart ache. She was clearly feeling extremely wronged, but she still had to worry for her master.

To be honest, among these disciples, Ye Qiu's favorite was definitely not Linglong, but this sensible eldest disciple. She had accompanied Ye Qiu through the most difficult and darkest period. It was difficult for Ye Qiu to refuse any of her prayers.

Because his heart really ached. Her thoughtfulness and sensibleness were the fragile side of Ye Qiu's heart. He didn't care what others did, but Ye Qiu couldn't tolerate seeing Lin Qingzhu suffer.

After gently comforting his eldest disciple, Ye Qiu said, "Sigh… Good disciple, I know what I'm doing. You don't have to worry."

Lin Qingzhu was still a little worried, but she couldn't refute her master's wishes. She only silently worried.