Chapter 130: The Moon Locking Sect Incident
Chapter 130: The Moon Locking Sect Incident (IV)
At midnight, the full moon was dim, and its bright light fell on the green tiles. Two rows of bungalows were leaning against the mountain wall. The Suoyue Sect could be regarded as a well-known righteous force, but the living environment here was very simple, which was not commensurate with the status of the sect leader's son.
At the entrance of Shenyue Valley, after tossing and turning for half a night, most of the guards had returned to their rooms to rest, except for those who stayed on duty.
There were two pairs of shoes placed crookedly next to the bed.
The young maid huddled in the corner.
She was only wrapped in a thin gauze shirt, and her knees and arms were left with red and swollen marks from being pressed on the bamboo mat, which were particularly conspicuous against her snow-white and delicate skin. Sweat had stuck her hair to her forehead, and her eyes were tightly closed. Even in her sleep, she would occasionally frown in pain.
"Whoosh..."
Liu Pan was lying on the bed with his legs spread out, snoring loudly.
He was feeling upset, and tormented Xiaohong for a long time, finally venting all his negative emotions and falling asleep.
…Two huge suns and moons rose from two black stone mountains at the same time. As time passed, they gradually changed. He stood alone in the pavilion and saw the two suns and moons become blood red and dazzling. His breathing became rapid. He wanted to escape from this place, but the pavilion was like a prison and he could not get out no matter what he did…
"Oh!"
With a loud bang, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.
The bloody sun and moon fell from the sky into the valley...
Liu Pan suddenly woke up, turned over and sat up, grabbing the sword on the bedside.
The maid Xiaohong was also awakened at this time. She lit a candle and saw Liu Pan sitting at the head of the bed, sweating profusely and looking terrified. Not knowing what had happened, she could only ask in a low voice, "Master, did you have a nightmare?"
"Dream?"
"Yes, it was just a dream."
Liu Pan breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Hong asked, "Sir, what did you dream about?"
Liu Pan thought of the bloody sun and moon that appeared in his dream, and couldn't help feeling annoyed again.
"It's just a man-eating tiger."
Xiao Hong chuckled and said, "There are only bare rocky mountains near Shenyue Valley. How could there be a tiger? If there really is a tiger, it can only eat rocks to fill its stomach."
Liu Pan looked at Xiaohong's tender face with lust in his eyes. He thought of a way to make himself forget his boredom and fear temporarily.
"Kneel down."
Xiao Hong said in a trembling voice: "Sir, are you coming again?"
"How dare you disobey me, you lowly slave? Get on your knees!"
Liu Pan's mother was also a maid. It was an accident during a drunken party of Sect Leader Liu that gave rise to this second young master, who was not very favored in the Suoyue Sect. He was exiled to the Chenyue Valley, and throughout the year, he could only return to the Suoyue Sect a handful of times.
Xiaohong knew that Mr. Pan was usually gentle and refined, but he had an extremely violent temper in bed. If he was not satisfied with something, he would beat her with fists, kicks, whips and sticks.
"The slaves dare not."
She hurriedly knelt down as ordered, supported her arms on the bamboo mat, slowly bent over, and raised her arms high, tears of humiliation rolling down from the corners of her eyes.
"Bitch, they are all like this!"
Liu Pan became more and more excited. He grabbed her long hair with one hand and lifted the door curtain with the other. He saw that the Taoxi Mountain Path was still red and swollen, but he had no pity at all. He drew his sword and its sheath, and when he was halfway in, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps from outside.
"The Sun Moon Cult is coming to kill us!"
A sound completely cut through the night sky.
"What does Zhao Zhuang do for a living? Isn't he on night duty at the mountain pavilion?"
Liu Pan pulled up his pants, kicked Xiaohong away, and rushed out of the house with a knife in hand.
More than 300 miners had their handcuffs and shackles cut off. They were wearing tattered clothes, with dark bodies, carrying pickaxes and shovels, and walked out of the valley one after another, like mandrills emerging from a cave.
They held a large flag with the words "Sun Moon Divine Sect" written on it in charcoal.
The most powerful martial arts master among the younger generation of the Suoyue Sect stood in the open space, as if his soul had been sucked away.
Liu Pan shouted, "Zhaozhuang?"
Hua Jianyue drew the sword back into its sheath, Zhao Zhuang looked back at Liu Pan, and fell to the ground, blood gradually spreading. "Cai Zhongwen?"
Liu Pan looked around and saw that the only people gathered around him were disciples of the Suoyue Sect. Those fugitives who were recruited with a large sum of money fled very tactfully after the first wave of conflict, leaving behind two or three corpses.
Cai Zhongwen raised his long sword and said with a smile, "Master Pan, long time no see."
Liu Pan smiled awkwardly, "Long time? Brother Cai, don't you remember? I invited you to drink tea during the day."
Cai Zhongwen sneered, "I remember, I remember, Master Pan sent me to the gates of hell. I feel like it's been a long time, so I can't wait to come back to see you."
Liu Pan said: "I'm glad that Brother Cai is okay. This matter...is not my intention."
Cai Zhongwen's eyes lost their smile, and he said coldly: "You bastard, if I hadn't met you, I would have been waiting for you in hell."
Liu Pan looked past Cai Zhongwen and towards the man in the white hat. He slowly drew out his long sword and asked, "So there's nothing to talk about?"
The man in white clothes and a bamboo hat swayed his body and performed the "Chasing Clouds and Lightning" technique. Like a ghost, he left a trail of afterimages and instantly ran seven or eight feet away. When he arrived in front of Liu Pan, he pushed back his half-drawn sword with one palm.
"What a fast move!"
Liu Pan was horrified. He looked at the man in white clothes and a bamboo hat in horror. He quickly took two steps back and tried to draw his sword again, but it didn't move at all. The man's palm power was amazing, and it seemed that his martial arts skills were far superior to his own.
"not good……"
The man in white clothes and a bamboo hat slapped out with his palm, hitting Liu Pan on the temple.
"you……"
Liu Pan's eyes were bloodshot and he fell to the ground, dead.
The surface of the skull was intact, but in just a moment, the blood vessels burst and the brain matter was shaken evenly by the Bei Ming Qi.
Those disciples of Suoyue Sect stood there in a daze, not daring to stop him.
The man in white clothes and a bamboo hat turned and left. He waved his hand, and three hundred miners rushed towards the frightened disciples of the Suoyue Sect. Swords clashed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and in a short while, both sides began to suffer casualties.
"Sir, are we really not going to take action?"
Hua Jian, Yue Jian, Cai Zhongwen, and thirty other disciples who originally belonged to the Demon Sect stood under the big banner, watching everything quietly.
"The martial world is filled with blood and gore. If they don't want to be bullied like ants, they have to be able to endure it!"
Zhang Yu's voice was somewhat cold.
"The great cause of the divine religion has never been about performing plays or writing articles, nor is it about entertaining guests or holding church meetings."
Hua Jian looked at Zhang Yu's back and thought to himself, Lord Xiangzhu may seem approachable, but he has a heart of stone. It's no wonder. Being in the Divine Religion and surrounded by powerful enemies, if he is soft-hearted, he may not be able to protect himself, let alone develop his power.
Cai Zhongwen saw the miners he was familiar with falling one by one under the knife. He couldn't help but take action several times, but he held back.
Even though the Suoyue faction treated these miners as slaves and Cai Zhongwen had a high prestige among them, there were still forty or fifty people who would rather huddle in the dark mines and live a life worse than pigs and dogs, than pick up pickaxes to resist.
A few elite troops were eventually drowned in the black ocean.
Only forty or fifty miners' bodies were left on the ground.
Cai Zhongwen brought the disciples of the Demon Sect and directed them to carry out large wooden boxes from the row houses.
He chuckled and said, "Liu Pan, this concubine gave birth to a son. He is very ambitious. He has accumulated this fortune and used it all for the cause of the Divine Religion."
"More than a hundred knives of fine steel."
"More than five thousand taels of silver."
"Several hundred dan of grain."
Zhang Yu had fought many local tycoons in Jin, so naturally he looked down upon these things. He said to Cai Wenzhong, "Distribute them all. For those who have fought bravely and made meritorious contributions, we will give them double the money and food, and weapons. For those who died in battle, we will choose a place to bury them, and record their names in the household register."
Cai Zhongwen bowed and said, "I will obey your orders, sir."
Zhang Yu glanced at him and said, "You only have one night. Leave Shenyue Valley after dawn."
Yue Jian asked excitedly, "Sir, shall we go directly to Tianyue Mountain to attack the Suoyue Sect?"
(End of this chapter)