The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 845 - 272: Don’t Get Me Wrong, It’s Really Not What You Think (6k)

A month later, at the Taiqing Sect!

Jiang Pojun once again piloted the flying ship and arrived.

"Please kindly inform them that Jiang Pojun, Vice General of the Dragon Soaring Army, is here to see Zhou Qing on an urgent matter!"

Elder Wuzhu, of course, recognized the young man and asked him to wait a moment before departing.

Meanwhile, in the meditation room, Zhou Qing held the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree in his arms, surrounded by a faint layer of blood light.

A miniature silhouette of a Golden Crow and a Golden Roc each hovered on either side, their expressions full of reverence. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

In Zhou Qing's mind space, a massive Blood Phoenix screeched sorrowfully amidst blazing blood flames.

Initially, at its chest area, there was only a single unusually red feather; now it had become two.

Within was a space densely intertwined with Dao patterns, containing a majestic power that instilled fear.

"Finally, I've comprehended the second strand of the Phoenix Dao Pattern!" Zhou Qing slowly opened his eyes, filled with excitement.

The second senior uncle had obtained the inscription-level divine technique "Nine Tribulations Thunder Talisman Scripture," which included thirty-six Thunder Runes, of which only thirteen had been condensed so far.

And now, he had already condensed two strands. With enough top-grade wood attribute spirit stones, his progress could be even faster!

The next moment, he sensed something, took out his Identity Token, and saw a message from Yan Xiaohu.

After reading the content, Zhou Qing couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile.

"Since he's come, it seems Xuanyuan Shuo has made some concessions, though I'm unsure to what extent!"

Zhou Qing put away the token, stretched his body, which was a bit stiff from sitting for a long time, and then pushed the door open.

I, Zhou Qing, am not someone who swallows grievances quietly!

...​

Outside the mountain gate, Lu Yaoyao stood with her brows furrowed and hands on her hips, eyes full of anger.

Yan Xiaohu crossed his arms, ready to fight at any moment.

Shen Yunzhou stood with his hands behind his back, spiritual power faintly circulating around him.

The three formed a triangle, tightly blocking Jiang Pojun in the center.

Watching Jiang Pojun, he nervously rubbed his hands, his face apologetic, urgently explaining something with a flushed face.

In fact, even after coming for the second time, he didn't know what had happened between Zhou Qing and the Prince.

He had implicit trust in Zhou Qing's character, yet he also respected the Prince's integrity.

Behind the mountain gate barrier, Sect Leader Cao Zhengyang stood with hands behind his back, brows furrowed, radiating a cold aura.

Mo Xingjian crossed his arms over his chest, filled with vigilance and displeasure.

Their expressions were somber, silently watching Jiang Pojun.

They knew well that with Xuanyuan Shuo's Spirit Severing Realm strength, he wouldn't visit twice without reason.

Back then, they repeatedly warned Zhou Qing to keep his distance from the Royal Family.

The Royal Family values the vast expanse of the Holy Martial Dynasty's territory, the livelihood of millions, and the complex interests of all parties.

For the stability of the Dynasty, they can weigh pros and cons at court, strategize at the borders, and even sacrifice local interests for the greater picture.

But the sect is different; the Taiqing Sect is just a small haven for disciples to cultivate diligently.

They pursue the great Dao, an otherworldly state of mind, valuing the continuation of the heritage and the growth of disciples.

In their eyes, the dignity and heritage of the sect must not be undermined, unlike the Royal Family's grand view concerning the whole world.​​

Although they didn't know how much grievance Zhou Qing had suffered without their knowledge.

Based on Lu Yaoyao and Yan Xiaohu's rough description, it definitely crossed Zhou Qing's bottom line, perhaps even humiliating him.

Just then, Zhou Qing arrived from Little Spirit Peak, slightly startled upon seeing them: "Master, Senior Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Cao Zhengyang's gaze was sharp, filled with worry as he looked at Zhou Qing: "I didn't expect Xuanyuan Shuo to be so unyielding. Even after you have made it clear that you refused, they still sent someone over."

He paused, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, "Rest assured, we still have the Pocket World and the older generation's ancestor sitting in charge. At worst, we'll fight!"

Mo Xingjian nudged Cao Zhengyang with his elbow, rolling his eyes impatiently: "I don't want Old Fourth to be wronged, but we can't just burn bridges now. We must plan carefully."

Cao Zhengyang snorted, saying no more.

Mo Xingjian turned to Zhou Qing, his tone much gentler: "One can swim freely in the vast sea or fly high in the sky. If it doesn't work out, go out to train."

"With your talent, find a secluded place to focus on cultivation. Even if they want to find you, they wouldn't know where. Don't worry about the sect, with us here."

Zhou Qing, seeing this, knew they misunderstood, yet he felt warmth in his heart.

He smiled and said, "Master, Senior Uncle, rest assured, it hasn't reached such a critical point; I can handle it."

After speaking, Zhou Qing gave them a reassuring look and then went out.

"Zhou!" Seeing Zhou Qing come out, Jiang Pojun bowed in salute from a distance, with a bit of apprehension.

Seeing that Lu Yaoyao and the others wanted to say something, Zhou Qing gently shook his head and stepped forward.

Indicating Jiang Pojun to speak further ahead.

Once the two were far from the others, Jiang Pojun awkwardly looked at Zhou Qing.

Then he spoke earnestly, "The Prince said that although you bear grudges, he appreciates your straightforwardness. It's much better than those hidden schemers who strike unexpectedly."

He paused, his expression becoming solemn, "However, ten top-grade wood attribute spirit stones are too many. It's hard to gather them at once. The Prince said, what about five, would you accept?"

As he spoke, he took out a storage bag and handed it over.​