After killing the Three Evils of Yao, Li Qingshan rushed through the mountains and forests. There were no longer any obstructions. He crossed the rivers he came across and crossed the ridges he came across. His usage of the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Forging became more and more ingenious. In less than two hours, he arrived at the cliff to the east of the Dragon's Gate. The mountain stabbed into his face like a sharp sword. He immediately thought about what to do as his body and mind sped up towards the cliff.
Three hundred meters in the air, the wind whistled past his ears, but he ignored it. His eyes were as sharp as needles as he searched the cliff nervously, searching for a rock he could grab onto. Even if it was just an extremely small protrusion, he could use it as leverage. When he ran out of leverage, he would grab onto the cliff viciously.
If the cliff was treated as flat ground, then Li Qingshan would be like a huge tiger with his back hunched and four limbs on the ground. However, he seemed like he was walking on flat ground, graceful and at ease. Only he knew that he was treading on thin ice, putting himself in danger. The slightest mistake would make him fall from several hundred meters in the air. Even with his body of steel, he would be smashed to pieces. It was no less dangerous than the Black Wind stronghold.
However, he was fearless. Instead, his blood surged. The extreme danger had squeezed out all of the potential in his body. His spirit, willpower, and vigor had all reached unprecedented heights.
He finally understood where the joy of those mountaineers who risked their lives to scale the highest peaks lay. He understood why there were people who liked extreme sports. To challenge difficulties and obstacles and achieve what others could not achieve had always been the nature and instincts of a hot-blooded man.
He ignored the constant signals of exhaustion from his body, and he ignored the groans from his bones that could not hold on any longer. His body overloaded instead brought him the pleasure of releasing his soul, like flying.
Suddenly, a valley appeared before him. He leapt as hard as he could, and only when he saw the buildings did he suddenly realise that this was not a valley, but a mountain peak. The world in his head flipped once again. He landed on the cliff on one knee and stood up to look back. The mountains were like beasts.
The tiny Qingyang city was surrounded by these beasts as if it was in danger of being ripped to shreds at any time. This was not a world where people could live in peace. It was filled with unimaginable danger.
During the decade or so he had spent in the Crouching Ox village, he had grumbled countless times. He missed the comfortable rooms of his past life, where he could eat various foods, and spend an entire day in front of his computer. Even after the appearance of Oxen, which could be described as great power, he still hesitated inside. He was comparing the two lives. Which one was better?
Only tonight did he suddenly get the answer. He cut off the last shred of hesitation and opened his arms as if to embrace the world. "This is the life I want. This is the adventurer's paradise!"
The biting cold wind made the young man's clothes flutter. On this cliff, he made an end to his past life, to the old dream that had haunted him for fifteen years.
I am Li Qingshan, the Li of Mu Zi, the Li of Li. Where in the world is there not a lush mountain?
Little Ann crawled out of the jar as well. He stared at Li Qingshan blankly. Although he had no idea what he was thinking, he seemed to sense his will. He thought to himself, No matter where you want to go, I will accompany you until the end!
Li Qingshan turned around resolutely and made his way towards the buildings and halls. That was where the Dragon's Gate sect stood.
It was already quite late, but the Soaring Dragon hall of the Dragon's Gate sect was still brightly lit.
The sect master, Yang Anzhi, sat in the seat of honour. Beside him was the pale-faced, resentful Yang Jun. The elders and core disciples of the sect stood to the two sides. They were all stern, and none of them said anything.
Even the roaring flames could not warm their hearts.
The Black Wind stronghold had been destroyed by Li Qingshan. This piece of news weighed on everyone's chests like a boulder. The Dragon's Gate sect was quite impressive. Li Qingshan had only returned to Qingyang city in the evening, but the news had already reached the Dragon's Gate sect in the evening. It was quite fast.
Yang Jun roared out with a twisted face, "That's impossible! It must be a rumour! It's only been a day. It's not like the Black Wind stronghold is made of paper. How could they be destroyed?!"
"Jun 'er, stop talking. It's the army of Qingyang city, and there's Liu Hong and Huang Binghu working together too. It's no surprise that the Black Wind stronghold has been destroyed. I just never thought it would be so fast!" Yang Anzhi truly lived up to his reputation as the sect master of a sect. He was still able to maintain some composure after hearing about such a great event.
An elder said, "I never thought Liu Hong and Huang Binghu would work together to help that kid. Senior brother, what do we do now? Many aristocrats have summoned their descendants back. "
"What do you mean help that kid? It's just for the treasures of the Black Wind stronghold. They won't spare the Dragon's Gate sect. This is basically an unprecedented disaster for our Dragon's Gate sect!"
The Dragon's Gate sect had been established for many years now. Although it had never been a large sect of the jianghu, it did possess a very deep foundation in Qingyang. Martial arts and influence combined to form an absolute ruling force. Right now, they were like a local tyrant who had been living comfortably, suddenly hearing that the entire world was revolting. They basically felt like the end of the world had arrived.
"Senior brother, I've said long ago that we need to restrain our disciples from running amok. If they run amok like this, they'll provoke powerful enemies sooner or later and bring great trouble to our Dragon's Gate sect." Although the disciplinary elder said this to Yang Anzhi, he was looking at Yang Jun. The others all showed resentment too.
"Old bastard, what nonsense are you spouting? Your idiotic son has someone else's wife and daughter come looking for them. Who stood up for them?!" Yang Jun was furious. Normally, he would never speak to his seniors like that, but he had suddenly lost his martial arts. Even the Dragon's Gate sect that protected him might not be able to protect him anymore. He had lost his mind, so he no longer cared.
"You!" The disciplinary elder's face reddened.
"All of you, shut up!" Yang Anzhi's voice boomed through the hall. His inner force could not be underestimated. "Is now the time for internal strife? No matter what happened in the past, the priority right now is to deal with the crisis before us. I've already sent disciples to guard the mountain path and pass on the news with torches. If someone attacks the mountain en masse, they definitely won't be able to hide from us. If we really can't stop them, we can only retreat through the secret passageway in the ancestral hall with our savings. We'll abandon the Dragon's Gate mountain and preserve our strength. "
At the end of the day, the Dragon's Gate sect was a sect that had existed for several generations. Apart from the young masters of aristocrats, there were still many loyal disciples who served them. However, these disciples never imagined that their sect master had already made plans to abandon them.
Abandon the Dragon's Gate mountain! Everyone in the hall was shocked. They had thought of the worst-case scenario, but when they suddenly heard it, they still struggled to accept it.
"I'm only talking about the worst-case scenario, and it's only a temporary plan. I've already sent letters to all the members of the martial arts society, both orthodox and evil. Everyone has already learnt about the news of the spiritual ginseng. Before long, Qingyang city will be filled with people of the jianghu. Not only will the kid be dead, but even Liu Hong and Huang Binghu might die a violent death. As long as we preserve our strength, we'll be able to make a comeback before long."
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