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Chapter 12 Tian Jinzhong Unleashes His Power
Behind the Celestial Master's Mansion, in Tian Jinzhong's villa.
This place is secluded and quiet, and few people come here on weekdays.
Under the cover of night, two figures crept up to the courtyard gate like ghosts.
One of them, dressed as a young Taoist boy, was none other than Gong Qing, the acting leader of the Quanxing Sect.
The other one, with a buzz cut and glasses, was playing with a ball of dark blue energy in his hand—Lu Liang, a former disciple of the Lu family and a member of the Quanxing sect.
"Sect Leader, are we really going to make a move?"
Looking at the tightly closed courtyard gate, Lü Liang felt a sense of foreboding for some reason: "I heard that some junior brother of some old Celestial Master has emerged from seclusion, and something else..."
"Shut up!"
Gong Qing's voice was low and frantic, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"There's no turning back! That monster Su Wuxian... he might have already discovered me!"
"If we can get the secret in Tian Jinzhong's mind and uncover the truth behind the Jia Shen Rebellion, it will be worth it even if we die!"
Gong Qing took a deep breath and slid a poisoned steel needle out of his sleeve.
He lay low in Longhu Mountain for three years.
Serving tea and water, taking care of that useless person's eating, drinking, and toileting needs—all for this day!
"Master Tian... don't blame Xiaoyu for being ruthless."
"If you have someone to blame, blame yourself for knowing too much!"
Gong Qing suddenly kicked open the courtyard gate!
"Lü Liang! Come inside with me! Let's attack!"
The two rushed into the courtyard like hungry wolves and headed straight for the main house.
however.
When they rushed into the house and saw the familiar bed and wheelchair, the two stopped abruptly and almost slipped and fell.
The bed was empty.
The wheelchair that Tian Jinzhong had used for decades sat empty in the corner.
"Where...where is everyone???"
Gong Qing's mind went blank.
Just then.
"Smack."
The lights in the yard suddenly came on.
An aged yet powerful voice drifted from behind them:
"Little Yu, instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, you brought your friends to see your Master Tian..."
"Are you trying to wish this old man a Happy New Year in advance?"
Gong Qing turned around stiffly.
In the center of the courtyard, a young Taoist priest was sitting by a stone table, drinking tea. This was none other than his nightmare, Su Wuxian.
And next to Su Wuxian.
Tian Jinzhong, the man he had served for three years, was considered a cripple with broken limbs and unable to take care of himself.
At this moment, he stood there steadily with his hands behind his back.
That instant.
Gong Qing's worldview collapsed.
"Clatter".
The steel needle, coated with deadly poison, fell from Gong Qing's hand onto the bluestone slab with a crisp, delicate sound.
The sound was particularly jarring in the deathly silent courtyard.
At this moment, Gong Qing's face, which usually wore an innocent smile, was...
At this moment, however, he looked as if he had seen a ghost, his features contorted in extreme shock and fear.
He stared intently at the old man standing in the moonlight with his hands behind his back.
That's Tian Jinzhong.
That cripple he had served for three whole years, who needed help even to turn over, and whose meridians in all four limbs were severed!
But now...
He was standing.
Standing straight, it resembles a vigorous old pine tree.
"This...this is impossible..."
Gong Qing's voice trembled; he felt his brain stop functioning for a moment. "A hallucination...this must be a hallucination! It's Su Wuxian's doing!"
"Master Tian's hands and feet have been broken for decades! How could they possibly grow back! This is unscientific! This is illogical!"
Compared to Gong Qing's breakdown, Lü Liang reacted much faster.
As a traitor to the Lü family, he possessed a beast-like instinct for danger.
The moment he saw Su Wuxian sitting there drinking tea, he knew... it was all over.
"Run!!"
Lü Liang let out a strange cry and turned to rush out of the courtyard gate.
however.
"Bang!"
Without warning, the courtyard gate slammed shut with a loud bang, causing dust to fall from the walls.
Su Wuxian put down his teacup, blew away non-existent foam, and said without turning his head:
"Since you've come all this way, wouldn't it make Longhu Mountain seem like we don't know how to treat guests?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible wall of Qi instantly enveloped the entire courtyard.
Close the door and beat the dog.
......
In the center of the courtyard.
Tian Jinzhong looked at the young Taoist boy who had fallen into madness, a trace of pity flashing in his eyes, but more so disappointment and coldness.
"Xiao Yuzi."
Tian Jinzhong spoke slowly, his voice aged yet authoritative:
"These past three years, haven't I treated you well, old man?"
"You bathe me, feed me, and keep me company. I truly consider you my great-grandson."
"But I never expected... what you really wanted was my life, and the secrets in my head."
Gong Qing suddenly raised his head, the fear in his eyes turning into hysterical madness:
"Shut up, you old geezer!"
"Three years! Do you know how I've spent these three years???"
"It's all worth it to get the secret in your head!"
"Today I will get your secret! I said it! No one can stop me!!!"
Gong Qing roared, pulled out several steel needles from his hand, and pounced on Tian Jinzhong with lightning speed!
He looks like a child, but he is, after all, the acting leader of Quanxing Sect.
His cultivation level was not weak, and his speed was astonishing.
"Since you've stood up, I'll interrupt you again!!"
Faced with Gong Qing's sure-kill attack.
Su Wuxian, who had been sitting on the side watching the show, didn't move at all, and even peeled an orange for himself.
There was absolutely no need for him to take action.
Just as the steel needle was about to pierce Tian Jinzhong's brow.
"Snapped!"
A withered but powerful hand firmly grasped Gong Qing's wrist.
That was Tian Jinzhong's newly grown right hand.
"What???" Gong Qing's pupils shrank drastically. He felt as if his wrist was being clamped in iron clamps, completely immobile!
"Little Yu, have you forgotten...?"
Tian Jinzhong looked at Gong Qing, who was so close at hand, his eyes sharp as knives:
"Before I, your grand-master, was crippled, I was known for my notoriously bad temper on Longhu Mountain!"
"Even though it's been ruined for decades, the foundation of this Golden Light Mantra..."
boom--!
A dazzling golden light burst forth from Tian Jinzhong's body!
That wasn't the simple, pure white light of the old Celestial Master, but a dazzling, pure golden light like the blazing sun!
The Qi that had been accumulating for decades burst forth like a flood at this moment!
"It's still there!!"
Tian Jinzhong roared and suddenly exerted force with his right hand.
"Snap!"
"ah--!!"
Gong Qing let out a piercing scream as Tian Jinzhong crushed his wrist!
Without hesitation, Tian Jinzhong raised his newly grown left foot and delivered a clean and decisive kick to Gong Qing's chest.
boom!
Gong Qing was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily against the courtyard wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood, slid to the ground, and could not get up again.
one move.
Sold out instantly.
"Huff... huff..."
Tian Jinzhong withdrew his foot, slightly out of breath.
Although my body has recovered, the deficit from the past few decades is still there, and it's still a bit strenuous to get to work.
"Second Senior Brother, so majestic and powerful!"
Su Wuxian clapped and cheered from the side, casually tossing a segment of orange into his mouth: "This move, 'Old Man Kicking the Door,' is quite reminiscent of our fighting style back when we went down the mountain."
Tian Jinzhong rolled his eyes at him, annoyed: "Stop talking nonsense! If it weren't for your magical Qi helping me rebuild my meridians, my old bones would have fallen apart long ago."
After speaking, Tian Jinzhong looked at Gong Qing, who was huddled in the corner, with a complicated expression.
He slowly walked over and looked down at this "grand-disciple" who had broken his heart.
"Xiaoyuzi, you lost."
"All your scheming over the past three years is a joke in the face of absolute power."
Gong Qing's mouth was full of blood, and his eyes were unfocused.
He lost.
A complete defeat.
He had calculated everything, including that the Celestial Master wouldn't care about this place, that the Four Madmen of Quanxing could hold off Lu Jin, and even that Su Wuxian might appear.
But he hadn't considered that...
This old man, who had been crippled for decades, was actually able to stand up!
I could even kick him away!
Who the hell can I complain to?!
"No... I refuse to accept this..."
Gong Qing was still muttering to himself, but no one paid him any attention anymore.
Su Wuxian clapped his hands, stood up, and turned his gaze to Lü Liang, who was trembling against the wall on the other side.
"Hey, isn't this the young man from the Lü family?"
Su Wuxian walked over with a smile.
Lu Liang was so frightened that his legs went weak.
Gong Qing was instantly killed. What can a weak support character like him do?
"Senior...Senior, spare my life! I was just passing by! I was forced here by Gong Qing!" Lu Liang shamelessly knelt down and begged for mercy.
"I've heard that your Lü family has a skill called the Soul Enlightenment Technique?"
Su Wuxian walked up to Lü Liang, extended his right hand, and a faint blue light emanated from his palm.
Lü Liang's pupils suddenly contracted!
That blue light...that feeling...
"This...this is?!"
"The Soul-Clearing Technique? Ha, it's just a defective product."
A hint of disdain flashed in Su Wuxian's eyes:
"I wouldn't even bother using this trick in front of your Lu family's ancestor."
"Today I'll show you what a true master of both skills looks like."
Su Wuxian gently placed his hand on Lü Liang's crown.
"Buzz!"
Lu Liang felt as if his soul had been grasped by an invisible hand, and all his secrets, memories, and even thoughts were laid bare before the other party without reservation.
Dimensional reduction attack!
It's the ancestors disciplining their grandson!
A moment later, Su Wuxian withdrew his hand.
Lu Liang collapsed to the ground, his eyes glazed over, drool dripping from his mouth.
He didn't die, nor did he become mentally unstable, but his worldview had been completely shattered.
The bloodline talent that the Lü family was so proud of and regarded as a top secret was treated like a toy by this man!
"It's boring, none of them are good fighters."
Su Wuxian wiped his hands with disgust.
At that moment, a cacophony of footsteps could be heard outside the courtyard.
Under the firelight.
Zhang Zhiwei, along with Lu Jin and a large group of Longhu Mountain disciples, finally arrived.
When they rushed into the yard and saw the scene before them, everyone was completely bewildered.
In the corner, the fate of Gong Qing, the acting leader of Quanxing, was unknown.
On the ground, Lü Liang, the genius of the Lü family, was drooling.
Beside the stone table, Su Wuxian was pouring tea for Tian Jinzhong.
What shocked them the most was...
Tian Jinzhong stood there, hands behind his back, looking at the moon in the sky, with the lonely expression of a master.
"Jin... Jinzhong???"
Lu Jin rubbed her eyes, thinking she was still trapped in the illusion of the Twelve Labors of Emotion Array. "You...you really stood up?!"
Although Zhang Zhiwei already knew, he couldn't help but smile when he saw his junior brother defeat the enemy so impressively.
"Senior Brother, Old Man Lu, you're too late."
Su Wuxian turned around, pointed to the two lumps of "trash" on the ground, and shrugged:
"These Quanxing kids are too weak to fight."
"My second senior brother hadn't even warmed up before they collapsed."
"It seems that this attack on the mountain by the Quanxing Sect..."
Su Wuxian paused, then revealed a mischievous smile:
"They've become the ones feeding the enemy."