434: Chapter 33 Collective Anger 434: Chapter 33 Collective Anger “Mr.
Yan, let’s just forget it,” Qi Lie shook his head, tactfully rejecting the Old National Master’s proposal.
Yan Xin smiled, “After all, this is Zhao Tongtian’s own affair…
The final decision should ultimately be left in his hands.”
Whether it was Qi Lie, Yan Xin, or those even closer to him,
None should make choices for Zhao Tongtian.
The Old National Master seemed to ask casually: “Little Qi…
With the Northern Sea Ruins shattered, destiny flowing in reverse, and the world stirring, what is the current situation at Golden Turtle Peak?”
This question was very veiled.
But Qi Lie had already guessed what the Old National Master was getting at.
“Sealing Mountain for ten years, severing ties with the mundane world, Da Sui Sword Palace has been in a state of waiting for ten years.”
Qi Lie said gravely, “The Pure Yang Sect Leader said that this world would welcome a new golden age, and Da Sui Sword Palace would also witness a new reincarnation.
Now, it seems he was right.
Both Golden Turtle Peak and Lotus Peak have encountered turning points; after the Sword Qi Competition, the Sword Palace has seen many outstanding disciples emerge.
From decline to prosperity, the transformation is upon us today!”
“I was actually worried that after Xie Xuanyi’s death, Lotus Peak would wither and take a long time to bloom again.”
The Old National Master asked with a chuckle: “Now it seems that my concerns were unnecessary.
In just a short decade, the Sword Palace has awaited the next golden era…
Have you heard of the envoy delegation from Fan Yin Temple crossing over to the East?”
Hearing his Senior Brother’s name, Qi Lie looked somewhat conflicate.
He quickly sat up straight and asked with a frown, “Mr.
Yan, this crossing over seems quite spectacular.
I’ve heard that the leader of that delegation is a venerable monk ‘Miao Zhen’ who hailed from Fan Yin Temple a hundred years ago.”
Yan Xin said with a smile, “The ‘Buddha’s son’ of this era from Fan Yin Temple is not to be underestimated.
‘Miao Zhen,’ the Fan Yin Temple Venerable Jielv who voluntarily embraced nirvana a hundred years ago, after rounds and rounds, has ultimately reincarnated, his soul crystallizing within this child.”
“I’ve also heard that this Reincarnated Living Buddha was specifically preserved by Fan Yin Temple to welcome this grand era?”
Qi Lie raised an eyebrow.
He asked this because among the three millennium-old sects, only Da Sui Sword Palace had yet to produce a ‘Reincarnator.’
The so-called Annihilation Chapter of Lotus Peak felt more like an unfathomable rumor.
But both the Taoist sect and Fan Yin Temple had actual Reincarnators appear!
Among the Holy Lands, a certain message was vaguely spread: not only did the Taoist sect and Fan Yin Temple possess the Divine Skills of ‘Rebirth and Relearning’, but they could also control the direction of reincarnation through certain techniques—
If that were true, it would be truly terrifying!
“I am not clear on the specific methods related to Rebirth and Relearning.”
Yan Xin said with a smile, “However, none of those Reincarnators are fools…
To give up the splendid Yang God Realm, sacrificing a massive amount of Yang longevity, in exchange for an uncertain new chance.
What if they don’t end up in good times or with good people?
Then wouldn’t they have died in vain?”
Qi Lie, implying something, asked, “Recently Great Chu Imperial City has been quite lively.
Miao Zhen has made quite a few resounding moves…
Aren’t you just going to watch?”
“Martial Sects contend fairly, willing to fight and to concede in defeat.”
Yan Xin smiled with a meaningful sigh, “It’s just a pity that the lad from Martial Sect is no match for him.
Looking around the Imperial City, there seems to be no one capable of having a proper match with this Reincarnated Living Buddha.”
Qi Lie knew what the Old National Master was getting at.
But he remained silent.
Yan Xin gently coughed and leaned forward to ask, “Have you resolved that other trouble during your visit to the Imperial City?”
“Do you mean Tai Shang House?”
Qi Lie snorted with scorn, “Li Chen has been quiet.
It seems he has given up.”
Yan Xin replied indifferently, “No wonder that lad surnamed Xie spends his days listening to opera at the tea house.”
After going around in circles,
The conversation inevitably came back to this topic.
Qi Lie said helplessly, “Senior, you’ve wanted to ask about him all along, haven’t you?”
Yan Xin grabbed another handful of bait and cast it into the Carp Pond, saying slowly, “Xie Zhen was able to kill Fang Hang in the Great Yue Secret Realm.
His strength must be somewhat stronger than Wu Yue.
Perhaps he could exchange a few moves with Miao Zhen.
It’s just that I don’t know if Xie Zhen is willing to make a move this time?”
Yan, you should understand him better than I do.”
Qi Lie said with a mix of laughter and tears, “After all, Xie Zhen has only just entered the Sword Palace…
Before that, he’s always been the Book Tower’s Dark Child.”
“The Book Tower has long been handed over to Jingxuan.”
Yan Xin suddenly asked, “Little Qi, what do you think of Xie Zhen?”
“Why do you ask, sir?”
Qi Lie paused, thought for a moment, and then earnestly replied, “Xie Zhen…
he is very much like Senior Brother.”
Yan Xin continued to scatter bait into the Carp Pond.
Scales glittered and shimmered, strikingly bright.
“Xie Zhen’s Sword Dao, speech, and way of practice all resemble Senior Brother.”
Qi Lie sighed, “I’ve studied his dossier; Senior Brother disappeared for a time in Northern County back then, and the past mentioned in his dossier fits perfectly, without any discrepancies.
In fact, I’ve had that thought in mind, it’s just a pity the timing doesn’t line up; ten years is too short…
Even if Senior Brother had comprehended the Annihilation Chapter and successfully reincarnated in the North Sea, he could not possibly be now.”
Senior Brother died ten years ago.
Yet Xie Zhen was now already sixteen or seventeen years old.
Besides, there was another point—
Qi Lie felt something different in Xie Zhen, distinct from the traits of Senior Brother Xuanyi back in the day.
He didn’t know how to describe it.
Perhaps when Senior Brother Xuanyi had single-handedly upheld the Da Sui Sword Palace, he was still youthful.
Every time he saw Senior Brother, it was as if he was gazing at a lofty mountain.
Tall mountains are indeed high, but they are also cold.
The aura that radiated from Xie Zhen was like a thawing spring breeze.
At least he did not “keep people a thousand miles away.”