With his hands behind his back, Zhang Yan stood at the top of the Rippling Cloud Peak and looked at the beautiful scenery of Cangwu Mountain's eighteen peaks.
In the past, he had defeated the Guangyuan Sect's disciples at this peak and obtained the identity of a true disciple, which allowed him to enter the Upper House. Only Now could he have his future achievements.
In the blink of an eye, twenty-six years had passed. Today, he had returned.
"Greetings, Chancellor Zhang."
Three white-haired Daoren's disciples came to his back and bowed deeply.
Zhang Yan slowly turned around and looked at the three of them. As he looked at them, the three of them could not help but lower their heads.
He waved his hand and said, "You may dispense with the formalities."
Only then did the three old Taoists dare to stand up straight.
Now that Zhang Yan was one of the top ten disciples of Qincang School, he had a high status in the school. Now that he was the Lower House's Three Views Master and the Leaping Sky Pavilion Master, he could decide their life and death with a single word. Because of this, they were extremely humble and did not dare to be disrespectful.
Among the three Daoren's, Zhang Yan recognized two of them. One was the Calm Peace Temple's Zhen Shouzhong, the other was the Virtue Temple's He Shouxuan, and the last one was a white-haired Daoren who looked about fifty years old. Zhang Yan did not know this person, so he could not help but ask, "May I know where Keeper Shi is now?"
The old Taoist hurriedly came out and cupped his hands, replying, "Reporting to the headmaster, Senior Brother Shi is getting on in years. Twelve years ago, he resigned from his position and returned to his hometown. I heard that he passed away a few years ago, and now I am in charge of the Good Abyss Monastery."
He sighed endlessly as he spoke.
Zhang Yan nodded slightly and said politely, "How should I address you, Keeper?"
The Daoist hurriedly said, "I don't deserve to be called Chancellor. I am Ma Shouxiang. "
Zhang Yan said indifferently, "I will give you an hour to gather all the disciples of the Lower House in front of the High Swamp Temple. No mistakes are allowed."
Ma Shouxiang was in a bit of a dilemma. The disciples of the lower house were all from the aristocratic families and usually did not listen to their orders. If they wanted to summon them, there might not be many who would come.
However, he was well aware of Zhang Yan's identity and how powerful he was. He didn't dare to disobey and immediately said, "Yes. I'll do it right away. "
The three of them hurriedly turned around and left. Not long after, a loud bell rang from the eighteen peaks of the Azure Parasol Mountain.
Although Zhang Yan had been appointed as the Lower House's Chancellor, the aristocratic families had not received any news before he came here.
Perhaps others might not have noticed this detail, but what kind of person was Zhang Yan? With just a moment's consideration, he could tell that there was a big deal behind this. Therefore, he made a prompt decision and chose twelve strong men from the cave and rushed here without stopping.
The Azure Wu Mountain's Middle and Lower House disciples were doing their homework when they suddenly heard the bell. They were surprised and did not rush over. Instead, he sent his servants to gather information.
After receiving the report, they Just Now knew that there was a new Temple Master in the upper house, which was why the disciples were gathered.
When they heard that the upper house had sent a Chancellor over, they felt that it was a little unusual. However, they did not pay too much attention to it and slowly walked up the Cloud Rippling Peak. Only the cautious disciples had arrived early Just Now.
Zhang Yan sat on the stone platform at the peak. The three Chancellors sat below him, and there were twelve strong men who were over three meters tall on his left and right.
These disciples did not have the qualifications to observe the sect's competition. Naturally, they did not recognize Zhang Yan. However, after looking at him, they felt that something was wrong.
His aura was grand and imposing, and it actually gave them an extremely heavy pressure. For a moment, their hearts trembled and they stood below him obediently.
The lower house had never had a cultivator with such a high cultivation. Even the three Chancellors were only at the first level of Clear Qi. All the disciples were secretly shocked and thought, "What cultivation is this person? Could he be a Mystic Light Realm cultivator?"
However, they did not expect that the master and disciple faction would actually send one of the top ten disciples, Zhang Yan, here.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Yan said in a deep voice, "Ma Shouxiang."
Ma Shouxiang immediately stood up and said, "Yes, Chancellor. What orders do you have?"
"How many people have arrived?"
Ma Shouxiang's expression was solemn. He opened the name list and checked it. He bowed and said, "Chancellor, there were a total of thirty-six disciples from the three courtyards. Only … twenty-seven people have arrived."
Zhang Yan's expression did not change.
Ma Shouxiang carefully looked at his expression and said, "Chancellor, should I send someone to hurry …"
Zhang Yan said indifferently, "No need. Wait for another hour."
Ma Shouxiang nodded and retreated to the side.
When those disciples saw that Zhang Yan's cultivation was deep, they originally thought that he would reprimand those who had yet to arrive, so they were slightly nervous. However, seeing that he did not seem to be angry and did not seem to dare to do anything to them, they relaxed and couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
Some disciples even grumbled, "I already said that there was no need to come so early. We wasted two hours for nothing. If we have the time, we might as well go admire the moon and flowers."
The disciple who was scolded by him was also helpless and said, "Junior apprentice brother, it is better to be safe than sorry. Just bear with it. It seems that the new Chancellor's cultivation is also very high. He is not a simple person."
Another disciple said in disdain, "Him? Do you think a mere Chancellor dares to touch the disciples of the twelve great families? Senior apprentice brother Xie, you are too careful. "
Zhang Yan didn't pay any attention to their conversation.
Another two hours passed, and the remaining nine disciples still had not arrived.
Ma Shouxiang came up and said, "Chancellor, the time has come."
Zhang Yan's expression suddenly became solemn and he said coldly, "As the Chancellor, I have summoned all the disciples of the lower house, but they actually did not come. Where are the rules of the sect? Ma Shouxiang, strike off the names of these nine people and expel them from the lower house. Those who dare to enter the lower house without my orders will be executed! "
Hearing this, Ma Shouxiang immediately became spirited and said, "Yes, I will obey the Chancellor's orders."
He rolled up his sleeves and picked up a brush. With a few strokes, he struck off the names of these nine people from the list.
The twenty or so disciples below were thrown into an uproar, their faces filled with shock. Seeing that Zhang Yan was serious, some of the people who were on good terms with the nine disciples panicked. They signaled to the servants in the distance with their eyes, and those servants understood and hurried out to report the situation.
Zhang Yan saw it clearly. He did not say anything to stop them. Instead, he smiled coldly and looked around before saying loudly, "A hundred years ago, the Lower House would only take in three direct disciples every eight years. Even in eighty years, there would only be thirty. But now, in the past hundred years, the number of direct disciples has increased by ten times, resulting in a mix of good and bad, making it difficult to distinguish between the good and the bad. Since I am here, I will eliminate the weak and retain the strong. You all must remember this. "
Just as he finished speaking, he heard someone in the air say, "The new monastery head is really bold."
All the disciples looked up to see nine disciples coming over on a flying boat. The person at the front wore a high hat and a wide belt. He had the spirit of a disciple from a large clan.
The flying boat stopped on the mountain peak and the disciple at the front got off and walked over.
When he walked over, the disciples on the left and right all moved aside, greeting him, "Senior apprentice brother Han."
This person stood in front of Zhang Yan and seriously looked at Zhang Yan. At first, he was on guard, but then he seemed to think of something and relaxed. He cupped his hands and said, "Chancellor, we are here. I'm not begging you to take back your order. I'm just here to tell you that if you expel us from the Lower House today, we can return tomorrow. However, at that time, you might not be able to keep your position as Monastery Head. "
He was a disciple of the Han clan. When he heard that the new Chancellor had summoned him, he did not take it seriously at all. He had never thought that the new Chancellor would openly expel him from the lower house. However, he had the support of the Han clan, so he was not afraid. At worst, he could just ask the elders of the clan to come forward.
But if he left with his tail between his legs and did not respond, he would return to the lower house in the future. How would he have the face to stay here? That was why he had come over to say such a thing. After saying this, he turned to leave.
Zhang Yan's gaze swept over him and he coldly said, "You do not bow to your master, speak arrogant words, have no respect for your elders, and have openly broken the rules. Arrest and behead them!"
Senior apprentice brother Han was clearly a bit shocked. He had originally thought that the other was just trying to scare him, but then he saw that the two Weili warriors had come up and were really going to make a move. He was shocked and angry at the same time and loudly shouted, "You dare!"
The two warriors expressionlessly picked him up and pressed him to the ground. Just Now, he felt fear and loudly shouted, "You dare to kill me, I am Han …"
Before he could finish, the blade in the warrior's hand fell, and with a crack, his head was cut off. Blood flowed all over the ground.
This scene immediately caused the minds of the disciples below to go blank. Their faces were deathly pale, not knowing how to react.
Even Ma Shouxiang was startled. He had originally thought that perhaps Zhang Yan was just going to punish them, but he had never imagined that he would really kill them.
Zhang Yan's gaze swept over them, causing the remaining eight to feel a chill in their hearts. They all trembled in fear. He indifferently said, "Kill those eight as well."
Those eight disciples were so scared that their souls almost left their bodies. They knew that the other party was serious, so they immediately knelt down and cried out, "Monastery head, spare us."
The warriors did not care about what they said. They all came up and grabbed each one, pressing them to the ground. Without any hesitation, their blades fell down. With the sound of flesh being cut and bones being cut, eight heads immediately rolled to the ground, filling the entire area with the stench of blood.
Zhang Yan straightened his sleeves and indifferently said to himself, "With a few fewer people, my field of vision has expanded quite a bit. It's just that there are still too many disciples from the lower house."
His words, which were filled with killing intent, caused the lower house disciples to feel a chill down their spines. For a moment, they were all silent, trembling with fear. They did not even dare to breathe too loudly.
Even the three leaders were trembling. If he killed so many disciples from the aristocratic families at once, what would they do if the aristocratic families pursued the matter?
While they were worried, Zhang Yan was calm and composed, not worried in the slightest.
The sect leader had sent him here to choke the necks of the aristocratic families. It was like tying a rope around their necks so that they would obediently submit.
To deal with these lower house disciples, there was no need for him to play any tricks.
As one of the top ten disciples of the sect, he could use his power to suppress others. If they did not follow his rules, then he would behead them with a single sword strike. Then he would see who would dare to challenge him.
As for the retaliation of the aristocratic families, no matter how great the pressure was, the sect leader would hold it off for him. He would not let him step down immediately after arriving, so he could do whatever he wanted.
Zhang Yan looked down and calmly said, "My name is Zhang Yan. Under the orders of the sect leader, I am the leader of the lower house. From now on, whatever I say goes. All you need to do is listen. If you disobey, don't blame my sword for being merciless."
Zhang Yan?
When the disciples of the lower house heard this name, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
This was someone who had formed a first-grade Dan, one of the top ten disciples of the sect!
After the shock, they all complained incessantly in their hearts. How could they have known that the sect would send such a great deity here? At that moment, they felt that Senior Han and the others had really died unjustly!
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