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Chapter 433 - 248: Executioner
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Chapter 433: Chapter 248: Executioner

Upon stepping out of the room, he indeed saw many Taiheng Sect disciples bustling about.

Chu Qing reached out to hold one back, and seeing Chu Qing, the person hurriedly bowed in greeting:

"Greetings, Third Young Master."

"What happened?"

Chu Qing asked softly.

The disciple was momentarily stunned, pondering for a bit before saying:

"There are intruders in the sect; the specifics are unknown to us, and the Sect Leader ordered us to investigate the whereabouts of suspicious individuals..."

"Have you found anything?"

"No, may I ask if Third Young Master has seen any suspicious persons?"

Chu Qing shook his head, indicating he had not.

Upon hearing this, the disciple was about to take his leave.

Chu Qing nodded, not stopping him further, allowing him to depart on his own.

"In the dead of night, such a commotion, it must be something serious..."

As he was pondering this, he heard footsteps behind him; it was Wu Qianhuan and Gentle, who had heard the commotion, accompanied by Hua Jinnian.

Wu Qianhuan looked at Chu Qing, and though he said nothing, his eyes were full of questions.

Chu Qing then relayed the information he had just gathered.

"Is there something exciting to see!?"

Hua Jinnian immediately became interested:

"Would Third Brother like to investigate?"

Chu Qing glanced at Gentle, who seemed eager, and nodded:

"Alright, let’s go take a look."

Moreover, if there really was an issue, Gentle might be of assistance.

Only, the Celestial Fragrance Body couldn’t be exposed; it had to be kept a secret.

However, concealing it would be convenient.

Immediately, they headed towards the Taiheng Sect compound... The Cyan Simurgh Courtyard where Chu Qing and the others were located was relatively secluded, whereas the Taiheng Sect Main Courtyard was much livelier.

Many Taiheng Sect disciples were running back and forth, and today’s guests at Taiheng Sect couldn’t remain still either.

On the very first day of arrival, such disturbances at night naturally led them to investigate as well.

Soon, Chu Qing and his companions followed the marks to one of the courtyards.

The place was heavily guarded by Taiheng Sect disciples, clearly not allowing even a fly to enter.

While contemplating whether to enter and see the situation, a voice reprimanded:

"Who are you to dare stop a monk?"

Looking towards the voice, even Chu Qing was slightly taken aback.

He recognized both individuals involved in the confrontation.

One was Ling Jue, who had been knocked back earlier in the day by Wu Qianhuan’s "Moonlight as a Sword."

The other was a young man with a short sword at his waist... Luo Wushuang!

After that encounter at the inn, Chu Qing had returned to Taiheng Sect with Shan Lan, and now they met again at Taiheng Sect.

It seemed after Chu Qing followed Shan Lan last night, Luo Wushuang had departed early in the morning, and by the time it was night, he had arrived.

At this moment, Ling Jue was tall and intimidating.

Luo Wushuang stepped back, somewhat timid, yet he still said:

"I’m not trying to stop you; it’s just that the courtyard looks tightly guarded, and Taiheng Sect clearly does not allow us to step within. Master, please be patient."

"Humph, not allowed? It’s not allowing insignificant folks like you. I hail from the Vajra Sect, a junior brother to the current Buddha’s Son; would Taiheng Sect dare stop me?"

Ling Jue sneered, casually shoving Luo Wushuang aside.

Luo Wushuang was startled, seemingly having underestimated Ling Jue’s background and forgot to dodge, stumbling a few steps aside from the push.

Chu Qing frowned slightly, about to speak when another voice came through:

"Hailing from the Vajra Sect? Is that something impressive? When did Taiheng Sect become weaker than the Vajra Sect, letting you Vajra Sect folks act with such impunity?"

"Who goes there!?"

Ling Jue turned around, enraged, to see a group of men clad in black with conical hats, carrying Horse-Cutting Sabers on their backs, escorting a blue-robed gentleman approaching steadily.

This blue-robed gentleman’s face was as refined as jade, exceptionally handsome, though somewhat aloof.

When his gaze fell on Ling Jue, he suddenly let out a sneer:

"Monks usually practice vegetarianism, chant sutras, do good deeds, and are compassionate.

The monks of the Vajra Sect truly live up to their name, always striving to step on others’ toes...

"When we arrived, we heard that your sect tried something deceitful at the mountain gate, only to have your master beaten by the Mad Saber, unable to rise. We thought you had no face left to remain at Taiheng Sect. But who would have guessed, the Vajra Sect’s martial arts aside, your face-saving Divine Skill is unmatched.

"Since you’ve the face to stay, keep a low profile... yet you’re still so brazen. You monks have given up on sutras and turned to gunpowder now?

"Quite the temper."

Ling Jue’s gaze swept over the band of men in black behind this blue-robed gentleman, a tinge of apprehension flashing in his eyes, then sneered:

"So it’s the folks from Ding’an Hall.

"With ’Greedy Wolf’ accompanying, you mustn’t be an ordinary character. State your name!"

Chu Qing’s gaze swept over this group of men in black, noting each of them harbored well-concealed murderous intent, clearly not ordinary individuals.

As Ling Jue mentioned, these people were probably Ding’an Hall’s renowned Greedy Wolf Division.

It was widely known that Ding’an Hall had four divisions.

Greedy Wolf, Great Bear, Northern Dipper, Seven Killers.

The Northern Dipper served as the Hall Master’s personal guard, Greedy Wolf had the largest numbers, Seven Killers acted in the dark, and Great Bear was the strongest.

It’s said that these people crawled out of piles of dead bodies, each possessing exceptional martial skills, ruthless and decisive, wielding the strongest blade in Ding’an Hall’s arsenal.

In numerous bloody battles, they often triumphed with fewer defeating more, facing enemies ten to a hundred times stronger, often routing them into disarray.

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