Zhuang Ze was alarmed when he felt the blue light approaching his body. In a panic, he dodged and the Stars Sword Pellet fell mercilessly, cutting the flying boat he was on into two. Stunned for a moment, he shouted angrily, "Zhang Yan, how dare you! Don't you know I'm …"
Zhang Yan wouldn't waste time talking to him. He pointed with his finger and the sword pellet spun in the air, slashing over again.
Seeing Zhang Yan's ice-cold eyes, Zhuang Ze was terrified. He didn't have time to think and hurriedly formed a spell. With a hiss, a white sword pellet also rushed up and flew in the air. He leaped forward again, wanting to block it.
Who knew that just as the two were about to collide, the Stars Sword Pellet seemed to have a mind of its own. It suddenly spun and circled around. Zhuang Ze couldn't help turning pale with fright. He hurriedly twisted his body to retreat, desperately urging his sword pellet to tangle with it.
However, once Zhang Yan's "High Layered Waves" sword force was unleashed, how could it be so easy to block it?
The sword pellet spun repeatedly in the air. When the aura overlapped to twenty-four, the surrounding star fragments crackled and exploded. The blue light was already blazing like a flame, its momentum extremely terrifying.
Zhuang Ze blocked left and right, exhausted from running for his life.
Seeing that he had no more strength left, Zhang Yan no longer hesitated. He activated his spell, and the sword pellet suddenly fell. With a clang, it knocked on the opponent's sword pellet. This ordinary sword pellet was only made of gold and white, so how could it withstand the impact of the Star Essence Sand? It was like a taut zither string being snapped, instantly exploding.
The sword pellet that was connected to his mind was broken, and Zhuang Ze spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he could do anything, he saw the blue light rushing towards him without stopping. In his fright, he let out a wild roar and a small square grey flag flew out from his body. He grabbed the flagpole and unfolded it in the wind. The flag's surface billowed and instantly grew several times bigger. Like a dark cloud, it covered his body and blocked the line of sight between the two of them.
Zhang Yan scoffed coldly and pointed with his finger. Another green light shot out from his sleeve, and its speed was actually not inferior to the sword pill.
With a "puchi" sound, the green light pierced through the flag. With a blood-curdling scream and a rain of blood, Zhuang Ze's right hand, which was holding the flag, was chopped off. His heart trembled and he didn't dare to stay any longer. With his left hand covering the injured part, he turned around and fled.
Before he could run far, a streak of green light caught up to him. It pierced through his back and exited through his abdomen. He let out a muffled groan and fell from the sky.
Zhang Yan caught up to him, grabbed him, and knocked him unconscious. He carried him back to the island and threw him on the ground. He said to Luo Xiao, "Use some pills to keep him alive. Don't let him die. I have other uses for him."
Luo Xiao was surprised, "Master, is this person really a fake?"
Zhang Yan shook his head and said with a smile, "This person must be Zhuang Bufan's subordinate. Otherwise, how could he have such guts?"
"What?" Luo Xiao was shocked, "Then if Master captures him, won't Zhuang Bufan harm Master?"
That day, when she saw Zhuang Bufan's supernatural power, she was also shocked. With a wave of the Great Overarching Heavenly Sleeves, it covered the sky and covered the earth. It gave people a feeling that it was unstoppable and unavoidable.
Zhang Yan smiled lightly and said, "You don't have to worry. I naturally have my reasons for capturing him. Although Zhuang Bufan's cultivation is extraordinary, he still has to follow the rules of the sect. How can I allow him to do as he pleases? Watch how I deal with him. "
Luo Xiao trusted Zhang Yan very much, so when she heard this, her heart calmed down.
Zhang Yan calmly returned to his cave dwelling and wrote a letter. He then rolled it up and stuffed it into the hilt of the Howling Lake Golden Sword. Holding it in his hand, he chanted a spell and a golden light soared into the sky, heading towards the direction of the Danding Courtyard.
In the time it took to eat a meal, the golden sword returned. He opened the letter and read it. He then looked into the distance and sneered, "Zhuang Bufan, I have nothing to do with you. But since you came knocking on my door, how can I not return the favor?"
He stood up and changed into the Daoist robe of a true disciple. He then summoned Luo Xiao and gave her a few instructions. Then, he released the flying ship and carried the unconscious Zhuang Bufan to the Zheng Qing Courtyard.
The Zheng Qing Courtyard was located on one of the nine peaks of the Mystic Tortoise Continent, the Heavenly Prisoner Peak. Outside the courtyard, there were seven giant tablets with the rules of the Feng Cang Faction engraved on them. On each tablet, there was a Bi An, staring at the passersby.
There was no jade or gold in front of the courtyard gate, only a huge bluestone that extended from the empty space in front of the courtyard into the inner hall. At the gate, there were two watchtowers with seven killing swords hanging on each eave. On the left and right of the watchtowers, there was a drum and a gong, one for growth and the other for death.
The closer Zhang Yan got, the more he felt that the entire mountain was shrouded by a solemn and murderous aura.
From afar, he controlled the boat to descend from the clouds and woke Zhuang Bufan up. He then carried him towards the mountain gate.
When Zhuang Bufan woke up, he was surprised to find himself in front of the Zheng Qing Courtyard. He shouted, "Zhang Yan, I am the deacon of the Zheng Qing Courtyard, a disciple of vice-chancellor Zhuang. How dare you hurt me? You lawless disciple, you are insolent! You are unforgivable! I will report this to vice-chancellor Zhuang and have your cultivation crippled! "
Zhang Yan ignored his words and carried him all the way to the front of the Zheng Qing Courtyard gate. He then threw Zhuang Bufan on the ground and let him scream and scream.
There were more than a hundred strong men with golden axes standing on both sides of the gate. After hearing Zhuang Bufan's words, everyone looked at Zhang Yan with a strange expression. This person was really daring. After injuring a deacon, he still dared to come to the Zheng Qing Courtyard and show off his strength?
However, Zhang Yan's expression was calm, as if he didn't care. He must have something to rely on. No one dared to act rashly without orders. For a moment, apart from Zhuang Bufan's cursing, no one dared to move.
The disciples passing by all raised their eyebrows, each of them dumbfounded. Most of them were here to receive their punishment. Which one of them wasn't trembling with fear and treading on thin ice? None of them were like Zhang Yan, who dared to grab a deacon of the Zheng Qing Courtyard and throw him in front of the gate? They couldn't help but stop and watch.
One of the deacon disciples saw that the situation wasn't good and hurriedly went to report.
After about the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, a middle-aged cultivator walked out. This person was broad-boned and had a round face. His hair was combed into a bun and he didn't wear a crown. When he saw Zhang Yan's direct disciple robes, he frowned slightly. His gaze then fell on Zhuang Bufan. He saw that Zhuang Bufan was covered in blood and had lost an arm. He was clearly heavily injured. His frown deepened and he looked at Zhang Yan. "Who are you? Why are you making a ruckus in front of the Zheng Qing Courtyard? "
Before Zhang Yan could reply, Zhuang Bufan, who was lying on the ground, began to shout, "Vice-Monastery head Pan, my name is Zhuang Bufan. I am a deacon under vice-monastery head Zhuang. This person's name is Zhang Yan. Today, I received orders to read vice-monastery head Zhuang's decree to purge this person of all the beautiful concubines on the island. Who would have thought that not only would he not listen to my orders, he would even cut off my arm? I ask vice-monastery head Pan to give me justice."
Vice-Monastery head Pan solemnly asked, "You say you are a deacon of the Upright Purity Courtyard, what proof do you have?"
Zhuang Bufan hurriedly said, "I have a talisman on me as proof. There are also people in the courtyard who recognize this disciple."
Vice-Monastery head Pan ordered the deacon disciple beside him, "Go bring the talisman over!"
The deacon disciple hurriedly came forward and retrieved the talisman from Zhuang Bufan's body before handing it over to Vice-Monastery head Pan.
After Vice-Monastery head Pan inspected the talisman, he called another disciple over to confirm that Zhuang Bufan was indeed Zhuang Bufan's disciple. His gaze swept over Zhang Yan. "You have injured my Upright Purity Courtyard's disciple. What else do you have to say?"
Zhang Yan was not the slightest bit afraid. He pointed at Zhuang Bufan and said, "Vice-Monastery head Pan, since this person is a disciple of the Upright Purity Courtyard, then I would like to ask, is his name on the courtyard's register?"
Vice-Monastery head Pan's expression changed when he heard this. His lips trembled as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth.
Zhang Yan faintly smiled. He had guessed correctly. This loophole was something that even the people of the Upright Purity Courtyard would unconsciously overlook.
Within the Dark Azure Sect, each courtyard's register didn't have many positions. Most of the courtyards only had a dozen or so people, such as the monastery head, pavilion head, and deacon. This was because the moment they received the position, the sect would bestow them with spirit shells, divine sand, pills, and so on. Moreover, the amount was not small, so these positions were like pieces of juicy meat. They had long since been carved up by the aristocratic families and the disciples.
Those who received the position all had great backgrounds. The monastery heads couldn't order them around, but they were powerless to change it, so they could only arrange for other people to handle matters for them.
Over the past hundred years, everyone had become accustomed to this. But although these people claimed to hold positions in the courtyard, in reality, it was only in name.
For example, Zhang Yan himself was the overseer of the Dan Ding Institute, but this was only a nominal position, with no real power. His name was not recorded in the records, so it was impossible for him to receive any more rewards from the sect. His authority came from Zhou Chongju, and if Zhou Chongju were to leave, his status would be useless.
According to the sect's rules, Zhuang Yi was just Zhuang Bufan's subordinate, so he didn't have the right to call himself a deacon of the Upright Purity Courtyard. The reason he was so overbearing was because he relied on Zhuang Bufan's influence. But once this skin was torn off, they were actually nothing.
Zhang Yan coldly said, "The Upright Purity Courtyard means to cleanse the roots of the sect. This person is clearly not a deacon of the Upright Purity Courtyard, so why would he use this name? And he even dares to threaten a direct disciple. It's clearly Zhuang Bufan who is conniving behind the scenes to seek personal benefits. As a vice-monastery head, if Zhuang Bufan isn't upright himself, how can he be upright? "
Seeing Zhang Yan's accusations being placed on him one by one, assistant monastery head Pan's expression changed from shock to surprise. Finally, a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
He could see that today, Zhang Yan had captured Zhuang Yi and thrown him in front of the Upright Purity Courtyard. It was clear that he wanted to blow up the matter. Ruining Zhuang Bufan's reputation was secondary, but more importantly, he wanted to give others an excuse to attack Zhuang Bufan.
The Upright Purity Courtyard's Sect Master had a lot of authority, and the vice-monastery head position had always been fought over. Zhuang Bufan had only been in this position for a few days, and his position wasn't stable yet. There were many people who had their eyes on him, and once someone had something on him, he would definitely be attacked. How could he hold this position for long?
Vice-Monastery Head Pan coldly laughed in his heart, "Zhuang Bufan, ah, Zhuang Bufan, you've been bossing people around the moment you arrived, treating us like we're nothing. Who would have thought that this day would come?"
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