Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming glared at the Fiend King again.
He was quite familiar with this boorish man. Otherwise, he would not have come here even though he knew it was embarrassing.
If he had not scolded him just now and Perfected Taiyi had pointed out many suspicious points when his "disciple" died, the Fiend King might have pounced on him without a care.
Zhao Gongming looked at Yang Jian and was slightly surprised. He could tell at a glance that Yang Jian had entered a wonderful state of enlightenment. He did not dare to disturb him and only stood by the side and waited.
The four Saints of Nine Dragons Island secretly discussed via voice transmission. The Fiend King sighed softly and told them about the past.
That dead disciple was not as simple as the Fiend King's personal disciple. Instead, it was a romantic debt that he owed when he was wandering in a certain Major Chiliocosm.
Because he was afraid that his brothers would laugh at him, the Fiend King took his son as his disciple. When he was in his teens, he brought him back to Nine Dragons Island and carefully trained him.
However, that kid's aptitude was not good, and his comprehension was poor. The Fiend King spent a lot of effort on him, but it was still difficult for him to become a talent. The Fiend King wanted to protect him and pursue the Dao of longevity, so he relaxed his discipline of his son.
Who knew that he would die after coming out for a trip?
Thinking about it now, it was likely that someone had really used this to plot to provoke a war between the two sects and even wanted to use the Fiend King to get rid of Yang Jian.
Unfortunately, the person who plotted against him probably did not expect that the Fiend King and Yang Jian would end up in such a sorry state after fighting twice.
Ao Xinke stood there and naturally did not have a good expression for the five immortals of Jie School. Chu Qian, on the other hand, was well-versed in the ways of life and had struggled for a long time in the demon race. She naturally had a way to adapt.
Chu Qian thought for a while and bowed. "Exalted Immortals of Jie School, I have something to tell you."
"Fellow Daoist, feel free to speak your mind." Zhao Gongming chuckled and replied, giving off the feeling of a smiling tiger.
Chu Qian said, "Let's not talk about what happened that day for now. Second Master will tell you when he wakes up. But just now, after the Exalted Immortals went to fight in Heaven's Beyond, someone suddenly appeared and attacked Second Master … "
She recounted the words that the person who ambushed her said, as well as the divine ability that he used.
Zhao Gongming's expression turned even more unsightly. He stood there, exuding an imposing aura that made the four Saints of Nine Dragons Island tremble.
"How dare you! How dare you treat Jie School as nothing! "
Zhao Gongming gritted his teeth and cursed. He paced back and forth on the surface of the sea, after which he released a few more jade talismans, which tore through the void and sent them to an unknown place.
An hour later, a few figures appeared above the East Sea. They were all shrouded in mist, and their appearances could not be seen clearly.
Zhao Gongming explained the methods used by the person who ambushed Yang Jian, including the 'red line', 'a flying knife stained with blood', and 'the poison that was planted after breaking the body'. Both of them said at the same time, "The Blood Dissipating Knife?"
Zhao Gongming said, "There's something fishy about this matter. Senior Brothers and Junior Sisters, please return to the island and investigate carefully."
A light female voice asked, "The one who attacked in the dark is a Demi-Saint, so how did Yang Jian survive?"
"The Princess of Dragon Palace has been guarding Yang Jian. I can't see through her cultivation. I'm afraid she is an expert from the Dragons, protecting Yang Jian."
Zhao Gongming pondered for a moment. "I'll wait here and try my best to resolve the misunderstanding with Yang Jian. Although there is the matter of apotheosizing, Chanism and us are of the same origin. When we become gods, we can just send some good-for-nothing disciples to the Celestial Court. There's no need to go to war over this. "
The woman sighed and said, "I'm afraid that Chanism is not what you think."
"Haha, what have the immortals of Jie School been afraid of? It's just a calamity. You guys go first, I'll catch up later. "
The few figures responded and disappeared in the fog. They were not here in person. They were only clones or divine thoughts that came to discuss with Zhao Gongming.
After these disciples of the second generation of the Jie Sect left, Zhao Gongming returned to the side of the immortal clam and stood there obediently, waiting quietly. His body emitted a faint Daoist rhyme, and a strange fragrance wafted out.
The King Demon and the others looked at each other and didn't dare to act recklessly. Although they were still looking at Yang Jian with hatred, they didn't dare to make a move now.
The earth-shattering battle between Perfected Taiyi and Zhao Gongming, where they lifted their hands to shatter the stars and stomped their feet to break the Heavenly River, even the Celestial Court far away was affected by the battle between the two great mediums and shook a few times.
However, the two of them couldn't do anything to each other. In the end, it ended in a tie and they started to talk about who was in the wrong.
As the two great mystical beings confronted each other, each calculating and deducing, King Fiend finally came to a realization. Perhaps he had really been used by someone and had fallen into someone's trap for no reason …
Li Xingba transmitted his voice to Zhao Gongming and respectfully called him senior brother. Then, he asked, "A cultivator's epiphany might only last for a hundred years. Are we just going to wait here?"
"Wait." Zhao Gongming only said a single word, and Li Xingba didn't dare to speak anymore.
Fortunately, Yang Jian's accumulation wasn't deep, and he only gained something by chance. After a day and a night, he opened his eyes and woke up.
Upon seeing Zhao Gongming, Yang Jian was shocked.
Could something have happened to uncle-master?
What should I do? I schemed against the Jie School, but I never thought that uncle-master Taiyi would suffer a calamity! If uncle-master were to suffer a mishap, how would I explain it to my master? How would I face my own conscience?
Just as Yang Jian was about to speak, Chu Qian quickly reported everything that happened after Yang Jian started cultivating. Yang Jian let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.
He looked at his sister and realized that Yang Xiaochan was sleeping soundly by the corner of her mouth. He couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you." Yang Jian said to Ao Xinke warmly. The latter had been standing at the edge of the immortal clam and remained vigilant against Zhao Gongming and the others. She didn't move for an entire day and night.
"They, they … be careful …" Ao Xinke whispered into Yang Jian's ear. Yang Jian nodded and agreed.
Actually, there were times when one didn't have to explain much when facing such a request. One could just agree to it.
"Uncle-master Zhao." Yang Jian immediately took out the Shadow Recording Pearl and wrapped it in Xuanqi. Then, he placed it in Zhao Gongming's hand.
Zhao Gongming glanced at it and his smile froze. He passed the Shadow Recording Pearl to the King Devil.
"I'm ashamed to be called 'Uncle-master'. I've caused Martial Nephew Yang Jian to suffer." Zhao Gongming sighed. "I'm waiting here to give my martial nephew an explanation. The King Devil was blinded by his killing intent and thought that it was my martial nephew who killed him. He didn't know that there was someone else who framed him … "
"Senior brother!" One of the Nine Dragons Island's Four Sages, Li Xingba, frowned and said, "How can you come to such a conclusion with just this Shadow Recording Pearl?"
Zhao Gongming turned around and scolded, "Shut up! Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?! A few second-generation disciples of the Daoism killed a third-generation disciple. This matter has already spread like wildfire. Do you really not know about it?! "
The four of them lowered their heads sadly. The King Devil held onto the pearl with tears in his eyes. He couldn't suppress his sorrow.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jian also praised in his heart: Indeed, the relationship between master and disciple is deep.
"Why don't we just let this matter go?" Zhao Gongming smiled again and said to Yang Jian, "Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian has also used Junior Brother King Devil to make a name for himself. Who in the Primordial World doesn't know that you're brave and good at fighting? In time, you will definitely become a pillar of the Dao Sect! "
Just let it go?
Yang Jian smiled self-deprecatingly. "Bravery is not worth mentioning. I'm just struggling because I'm afraid of death. Sigh, how can I shake hands and make peace after going through so many life-and-death trials? "
"Then, Disciple-Nephew," Zhao Gongming frowned and said, "This enmity has been formed with the Jie School?"
"I'm not targeting the Jie School. I'm just talking about the matter!" Yang Jian snorted. "The King Devil tried to kill me twice, so he's my mortal enemy. However, this is a personal grudge between him and me."
He looked at the King Devil, but the King Devil did not dare to look at him. He turned his face away with a complicated gaze.
Yang Jian did not go too far with his words. He said, "Although I can resist the King Devil's attack today, it's hard for me to seek an explanation from him. However, when I'm successful in my cultivation, I'll definitely go to the Nine Dragons Island to seek advice! "
The King Devil suddenly laughed sorrowfully. His figure was filled with desolation. He suddenly raised his left hand and smashed it on his left shoulder. His arm fell towards the East Ocean with some fresh blood …
"Big Brother!"
"Big Brother, you!"
"I, the King Devil, swear in the name of the Jie School's Immortals. In the future, wherever Yang Jian is, I'll retreat. If Yang Jian comes to seek revenge, I'll definitely not retaliate! If I go against this oath, the Jie School's Immortals will destroy my soul! "
Once the oath was made, the wind and clouds moved.
The King Devil staggered half a step. He did not circulate his Immortal Power to heal his wound. He allowed the fresh blood to drip down and looked at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian nodded silently. His expression did not waver. He only said, "The next time we meet, it will be the battle to the death."
"Yang Jian, don't go overboard!" Li Xingba gritted his teeth and scolded, "We're your seniors, after all!"
"Heh, you're my senior now?" Yang Jian laughed loudly. Then, his gaze turned cold, "When the three of you lent your treasures to your big brother, did you ever think that you're still my seniors?"
Yang Jian pointed at Li Xingba's nose and scolded, "The Earth Splitting Pearl that the King Devil used to hit my spine is yours!"
Then, he pointed at Gao Youqian, "The Chaos Origin Pearl that the King Devil used to seal my Dao Body is yours!"
Then, he pointed at Yang Sen, "And the Deity Fusion Sword that binds my Primordial Spirit, is it with you?"
The three of them did not dare to look at Yang Jian. Zhao Gongming, who was at the side, was also looking at his four junior brothers with a sneer.
Great ability, truly great ability!
Four Numinous Treasures and four Daira Jinxian. In the end, they couldn't even take down a single Yang Jian. Were their Jie Sect's Immortal Arts just for show?
Just as Zhao Gongming was about to lose his temper, Li Xingba scolded Yang Jian, "We're talking about this. Return my big brother's Heaven-Splitting Pearl! My Jie Sect's Senior Brother Zhao is here. Do you dare to deny it? "
"Heaven-Splitting Pearl?" Yang Jian said indifferently, "I've never seen any Heaven-Splitting Pearl before."
"You!"
"Fourth Brother! Don't speak anymore! "
Suddenly, Zhao Gongming roared from the side, "The four of you, scram! Haven't you embarrassed yourselves enough? Return to Golden Turtle Island to receive your punishment! "
"But senior brother, that Heaven-Splitting Pearl is no small matter …"
"Scram! My fist is no small matter either! "Zhao Gongming rolled up his sleeves and was about to attack. Li Xingba and the other two panicked and quickly retreated.
The Demon King sighed and made a Dao salute to Yang Jian with one hand. Then, he turned around and chased after his three sworn brothers.
Zhao Gongming was infuriated. He really didn't know why his teacher accepted so many in-name disciples. There were good and bad disciples mixed together. It was truly … hard to judge.
"Martial Nephew Yang Jian, that Heaven-Splitting Pearl …"
"Heaven-Splitting Pearl?" Yang Jian looked at Zhao Gongming with a sincere expression, "What's that? It's actually named after Heaven-Splitting. Could it be a Connate treasure that was used to open the heavens? "
"Not bad, not bad. It's indeed a treasure used to open the heavens." Zhao Gongming's smile was as stiff as it could be. He sighed, "Fine. If Martial Nephew is free, you can come to Golden Turtle Island. In the future, I'll definitely pay a visit to the Jade Spring Mountain to apologize. I've let Martial Nephew suffer. "
"Martial Uncle, take care."
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