Chapter 234 A Friend With The Surname Ri  

Yu Zhenghai turned around to face the three Great Protectors and said, “All of you played a great part in making the Nether Sect as powerful as it is now...”

“We dare not claim any merits,” Hua Chongyang hastily said.

“Ever since I left the Evil Sky Pavilion and founded the Nether Sect, this has always been my grand plan,” Yu Zhenghai said slowly, “All of you have been a great help to me and are people I trust the most under the heavens.”

The three of them did not even dare to breathe loudly.

Yu Zhenghai placed his hand on his back as he moved to stand in front of Hua Chongyang.

Hua Chongyang was kneeling with one knee on the ground and his head lowered. One of his hands was on the ground to support him. “I’m willing to be punished! I was the one who gave the order on your behalf, sect master. This has nothing to do with the others!”

As soon as Hua Chongyang finished speaking, Yang Yan kneeled immediately. “Brother Chongyang was only thinking about the bigger picture. All of us wholeheartedly supported his decision at that time. I’m willing to be punished as well!”

Di Qing kneeled as well. “I have nothing to add, but I’m willing to be punished as well!”

At the end of the day, the four of them chose to retreat when faced with the Evil Sky Pavilion. If they had successfully bought Yu Zhenghai slightly more time, the entire Clarity Sect would have been annihilated. Yu Zhenghai was aiming for a great cause, it was not a child’s play. The thing he loathed the most was people chickening out at the critical moment.

However, with a move that surprised three of the Four Great Protectors, Yu Zhenghai placed his hands on Hua Chongyang’s shoulders before he pulled Hua Chongyang to his feet. “You’re all my trusted people. I would never blame you.”

“Sect master...”

“You’ve done well in this matter.”

Hua Chongyang was perplexed. Yang Yan, “...” Di Qing, “...”

‘Wasn’t the sect master going to punish us heavily by summoning us here?’

‘Why is he suddenly being so lenient?’ The three Great Protectors were puzzled. They could not make head or tail out of this.

“Sect master, we’re unworthy of your kindness!” Hua Chongyang shuddered as he fell to his knee, assuming his previous pose again. “Stand up and speak.” Yu Zhenghai no longer pulled Hua Chongyang up. Instead, he said, “What I said was sincere. You’re all my most trusted people. I would never punish you.”

At this moment, Yu Zhenghai recalled the Binding Mantra. If his Seventh Junior Brother had not taken the hit for him, he could not and did not dare to imagine what would happen to him. In fact, he was secretly afraid of his master. However, he could not show it lest his reputation and honor took a hit.

Hua Chongyang and the others were moved by Yu Zhenghai’s words. They rose to their feet and said in unison, “Thank you, sect master.”

Yu Zhenghai nodded. Then, he changed the topic and said, “However, if you ever run into my master again...”

Before Yu Zhenghai finished speaking, Hua Chongyang hastily declared, “Don’t worry, sect master. If we run into him again, we’ll stop him even if it costs us our lives!”

“No...” Yu Zhenghai shook his head. “You should run as far away as you can...”

The three of them exchanged glances.

‘What’s the sect master playing at?’

Naturally, they knew they were no match for the Evil Sky Pavilion. Moreover, they had been told to avoid confrontation unless they were left with no choice. This rule did not change since the Nether Sect was founded...

“You’re dismissed,” Yu Zhenghai said.

“Understood.”

Hua Chongyang was about to leave when he seemed to recall something. He asked, “Sect master, is it enough to send Bai Yuqing alone to protect Mister Seventh?”

Yu Zhenghai said, “I know what I’m doing.”

Upon hearing this, Hua Chongyang no longer dared to say anything else. He only said, “I’ll take my leave then.”

The White Tiger Hall’s First Seat, Bai Yuqing, one of the Four Great Protectors, was currently not on Pingdu Mountain. After Yu Zhenghai considered the fact that Si Wuya’s cultivation base had been sealed by the Binding Mantra, he sent Bai Yuqing to escort Si Wuya back to the Crouching Dragon.

Two hours later.

The Nether Sect’s flying chariot parted the clouds.

Si Wuya sat in a dignified manner on board the flying chariot. His eyes were closed as he rested his spirit. Occasionally, he would try to muster up his Primal Qi to break through the seal. Alas, his body was like an empty vessel. Currently, he was almost no different from a mortal who could not even truss a chicken. The only thing he had was his strengthened physique due to the Body Tempering. A cultivator who could not conjure up Primal Qi was a useless person. Si Wuya was currently a useless person. He opened his eyes and said with a sigh, “Stop.”

Bai Yuqing who was manning the helm brought the flying chariot to a stop. They hovered in midair motionlessly.

Bai Yuqing asked in confusion, “Mister Seventh, we’re almost at the Crouching Dragon... Why are we stopping?”

“Master arrived at Clarity Sect in such a short time from Slender West Lake... This means someone had leaked the information,” Si Wuya said.

Bai Yuqing was stunned. He said, “Are you suspecting me, Mister Seventh?”.

After all, the one in charge of wiping Mo Qi out the other day was Bai Yuqing.

Si Wuya shook his head with a smile and said, “You’ve misunderstood me...” He could not possibly say that he had a source among Wei Zhuoyan’s men who were present at Slender West Lake the other day.

“Switch directions. Head southward... the Crouching Dragon is only a temporary information station meant to fool the others. Head south... There’s an information station less than ten miles away. Yellow Peak Mountain. It’s safe there.” Si Wuya pointed in the general direction.

Bai Yuqing said, “They say you’re more cautious than ordinary people, Mister Seventh. Looks like the rumors are true. I’m impressed.” Then, he steered the flying chariot in the southern direction.

After a while, the flying chariot slowly descended.

After Bai Yuqing landed the flying chariot, he said, “Mister Seventh, we’ve arrived at Yellow Peak Mountain.”

The two of them left the flying chariot.

In the meeting room on Yellow Peak Mountain.

Si Wuya and Bai Yuqing entered the room.

“Thank you for sending me here, Brother Bai. Please thank Eldest Senior Brother on my behalf when you return,” Si Wuya said.

Bai Yuqing said with a smile. “The sect master has already given me an order. In light of your sealed cultivation base, I’m to be your bodyguard until you regain your cultivation base.”

Si Wuya was stunned. However, he quickly regained his composure and acted as though nothing had happened. “Have a seat.”

Bai Yuqing cupped his fists and said, “I heard that you prefer quiet surroundings... I won’t trouble you any further. Let them arrange my lodgings.” He pointed at the Darknet members outside the room before leaving. He seemed like a tactful person.

Si Wuya did not object to this and let Bai Yuqing do as he pleased. As soon as Bai Yuqing left, a faint smile bloomed on his face.

At this moment, the person in charge of Yellow Peak Mountain came in, bowed, and said, “Sorry for being late to greet you. Please forgive me, sect master.”

“No matter. Bai Yuqing is one of the Nether Sect’s Four Great Protectors. He’s also a friend of mine. Treat him well.”

“Understood.”

“If there’s nothing else, you’re dismissed.” Si Wuya was exhausted from what he had gone through. He wanted to try and break free of the Binding Mantra again.

“I have another matter to report.”

“What is it?”

“A few days ago, a visitor with the surname Ri came... He wanted to get something from you, sect master.”

Si Wuya frowned slightly and said, “A friend with the surname Ri?” He disliked unforeseen circumstances the most. He did not like the feeling of things being out of his control.

The person in charge was startled by the question and said, “He knew about your identity and the password... Is he an impostor?”

“Where is he?”

“He’s a guest on Yellow Peak Mountain...”

For some unknown reason, an ominous feeling rose in Si Wuya’s heart. Everything felt like too much of a coincidence.

At this moment, a familiar voice reached Si Wuya’s ears. “Long time no see, Seventh Junior Brother.”