Chapter 1314: Chapter 859: Ring-Headed Saber_2
But then he reassured Yang Xiao, saying, "Now this matter has already enraged the High Priest of the Exoteric Sect. Daring to repeatedly assassinate figures of elder status on their territory, and even turning them into puppets—this is practically a slap in their face. The Exoteric Sect will not let this go easily."
"They will do everything possible to capture this person and sentence them to the harshest punishment," Elder Kunpa emphasized.
Yang Xiao had heard this many times before. Back then, the old dean of Ru Lin Academy, Yang Qianhe, also thought he could imprison this guy. As a result, the academy was nearly destroyed, the Sect Master fled, and even his only son, Yang Yunluo, was killed and turned into a puppet.
Then the Black Wood Society turned against the young Sect Master and was completely wiped out.
Finally, the Patrol Defense Office teamed up with the experts from Ru Lin Academy to hunt this person nationwide, but he escaped again, even fleeing abroad and causing trouble on the territory of the Yin Temple.
Now the Exoteric Sect believes they can handle this person, but Yang Xiao doesn’t believe it one bit.
The young Sect Master’s methods are extremely sinister, and Yang Xiao reckons he must have quite a few valuable things on him; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to escape so many times.
Moreover, there’s another problem: the young Sect Master has also received an invitation from the Black Buddha Mother. Whether he chooses to join or not, he will have a "Buddha Seed" just like Yang Xiao.
At a crucial moment, this "Buddha Seed" can greatly assist the young Sect Master.
This young Sect Master’s actual combat power is already stronger than a typical Netherworld Envoy. If he uses that "Buddha Seed," then probably no one, except the High Priest of the Exoteric Sect, will be able to match him.
Unfortunately, Yang Xiao cannot warn the Esoteric or Exoteric Sects to take precautions, as doing so would expose himself.
Currently, the Black Buddha Mother Sect and the Yin Temple Alliance are in a tense standoff. If the Esoteric Sect members find out Yang Xiao is connected to the Black Buddha Mother Sect, it would be very detrimental for him.
Although he really wants to personally participate in the hunt for the young Sect Master, reality compels him to refrain.
The most crucial reason the young Sect Master must die is that he knows the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes are with Yang Xiao; only with his death can this secret be kept.
And as of now, there haven’t been any experts coming for him, which means the Sect Master hasn’t revealed this secret.
It’s not that the Sect Master cares for him, but that the Sect Master plans to personally come for him and take this precious item.
However, Yang Xiao will not sit idle; he is growing rapidly, and he is about to return home, while the current Sect Master definitely wouldn’t dare return home.
After Elder Kunpa left, Yang Xiao continued discussing this topic with Sheng Yanlin for a while. Sheng Yanlin had always seen potential in this young Sect Master, saying that he was among the most extraordinarily talented individuals to emerge in the martial arts world in the past twenty years, suggesting that leaving him unchecked would spell trouble in the future.
He promised Yang Xiao that after Yang Xiao leaves and returns home, he would continue to keep an eye on this person. Should he dare to appear in the Esoteric Sect’s territory, Sheng Yanlin will personally request to lead a team to hunt him down.
Sheng Yanlin is also aligned with Yang Xiao’s faction now, and Yang Xiao trusts him greatly. He also asked Sheng Yanlin about one thing, "Dean Sheng, he is exceptionally talented, but what about me?"
To avoid Sheng Yanlin giving a perfunctory response, Yang Xiao stressed that he didn’t want to hear flattery; he wanted honesty, as he had confidence in himself.
Sheng Yanlin was silent for a moment, then slowly began to speak: "You really want the truth?"
"Of course." Yang Xiao straightened his back—the young Sect Master was extraordinary, but he, Yang Xiao, was no ordinary person either, and he trusted his good sister’s judgment.
"Your talent is also good, roughly like..." Sheng Yanlin glanced around, finally letting his gaze settle on the teacup on the wooden table, "Your talent is like the tea in this cup, clear and pure."
"What about that Sect Master?" Yang Xiao urgently pursued.
"He’s just a bit stronger than you, roughly like this." Sheng Yanlin raised his hand.
Following Sheng Yanlin’s finger, Yang Xiao looked towards the corner of the table, where there was a teapot capable of holding at least ten cups of tea. Upon seeing this, Yang Xiao couldn’t help but feel disappointed and said with discontent, "A teapot... His talent is ten times mine? You must be joking."
"What teapot?" Sheng Yanlin was startled. Then, the Wisdom Stick raised its hand, pointing heavily in the same direction, "What I meant is the bathtub over there!"
"Bathtub..." Upon seeing the huge wooden tub capable of fitting his entire body, Yang Xiao’s face turned so dark it could drip water; this felt insulting!
Seeing this, Sheng Yanlin seemed to realize he might have been excessive and quickly said to comfort him: "Young Yang, don’t be discouraged. Although your talent is not as good as his, talent doesn’t decide everything. You have your advantages."
"Please tell me!" Yang Xiao immediately perked up.
"You’re bad, full of cunning, insidious, treacherous. A man should be able to bend and stretch, have no bottom line, and be petty. In the dozens of years I’ve roamed the world of martial arts, those who surpass you in mind and spirit are few and far between, especially at your age. I’ve never heard of anyone like that. Little Yang, you are a character!"
Sheng Yanlin gave a heartfelt compliment with a thumbs-up: "In this regard, even ten of him wouldn’t surpass you. He has limits and cannot outwit you."
Yang Xiao: "...Feels like he’s insulting me, but doesn’t seem to have evidence."
To avoid Yang Xiao holding a grudge, Sheng Yanlin proactively changed the topic, and soon, a guard outside came to report that the needed prisoners had been prepared and taken to the Martial Training Field as requested.
"Let’s go, take your saber, and let’s see how many surprises await us." Picking up the Wisdom Stick, Sheng Yanlin stood up and led the way out.
Soon, the two arrived at the Martial Training Field, which had already been cleared out, with only three individuals wearing heavy shackles and leg irons sitting cross-legged on the ground, guarded by six Esoteric Guards nearby.
