ounders Ancestral Hall
There were two important places at the back of Qing Yun Hill, one of it was Qing Yun’s most revered sacred ‘Illusory Moon Cave’. A thousand years ago, the ingenious founder, Qing Ye, locked himself in right there and achieved enlightenment, and from then Qing Yun Sect dominated over the world, leading the heroes.
And after Qing Ye founder, Illusory Moon Cave became Qing Yun Sect’s most sacred ground, over the past thousand years, only the Sect Head was allowed to enter.
And the other place, was Founders Ancestral Hall.
As per its name, the Founders Ancestral Hall was naturally a place to enshrine Qing Yun Sect’s successive generations of forefathers, from the initiator of Qing Yun Sect, Qing YunZi, until Qing Ye founder, and again until the successive generations of forefathers, all had a memorial tablet in that room. Incense was burned continuously everyday. And on each important occasions, Qing Yun Sect would always, led by their Sect Head, solemnly offer their prayers to their ancestors there, it was also considered one of the important places in Qing Yun Sect.
But, other than the occasions for commemorating their ancestors, the place was usually cold and lifeless. When Lin JingYu drew the four Evil Faction disciples away to this place, what he saw was a huge empty ground, a majestic grand temple with four upturned eaves towered aloft on it, with glazed roof tile, antique sign and red columns. As if within this tranquility, it was telling its past history.
Whiffs of translucent smoke, from the dense and slightly dim temple, floated out from time to time. Looking in from the outside, blobs of candlelight were seen, an altar lamp wavering slightly, hanging in the mid-air. However, other than a elderly, wearing dull plain-coloured clothes, silently sweeping in front of the temple, not a single person was seen.
Just then, sounds of hurried footsteps were heard, that elderly slowly raised his head and looked over.
Lin JingYu felt a pang of regret, he only first thought of drawing the Evil Faction men away from Illusory Moon Cave, instead he misled them to Founders Ancestral Hall. Here, enshrined the generations of forefathers, if this place was to be destroyed by the Evil Faction men, even if he were to die ten thousand times, he would not be able to absolve himself from the blame!
Once he had this thought, Lin JingYu immediately stopped in his track, lifting the Dragon Slayer sword horizontally in front of his body, he turned to face the incoming fake ShangGuan Ce and the rest of them.
Just then, a bird suddenly flew out from the forest a distance away, followed by a tumult of noises.
Lin JingYu was startled, noticing that the noises came from where Zhang Xiao Fan was, he couldn’t help but felt worried. But because he knew he would be facing a deadly enemy soon, he forced his state of mind to calm down, focused his concentration and prepared his defence. In his mind, he decided that even if he was to lose his life this day, he would not allow those Evil Faction thieves to even put a foot into the Founders Ancestral Hall.
The Dragon Slayer Sword seemed to have its own spiritual energy, bluish green light radiated, contrasting with its owner’s face, reflecting unswerving determination.
That elderly who was sweeping in front of Founders Ancestral Hall, saw the Dragon Slayer Sword in Lin JingYu’s hand, his body suddenly shook.
On the other side, the four Evil Faction men looked at each other and laughed out, these men’s positions in Evil Faction were obviously not low, one look and they knew that this place was one of Qing Yun Sect’s important location, seemed like this time they would definitely be duly rewarded.
The fake ShangGuan Ce laughed conceitedly and said, “Kid, I can see that your aptitude is not bad, now that Qing Yun Sect has nowhere to go, why don’t you join our sect, I will guarantee that you will progress rapidly in the future!”
“Pei!” Lin JingYu felt a surge of disgust, snorted and did not even bothered.
The fake ShangGuan Ce, instead, did not felt angry, [Hehe] he coldly laughed and said, “Good, since you are looking for death, I will fulfill your wish!” After saying, he signalled with his eyes, the rest of the three black attired men immediately attacked.
Lin JingYu gritted his teeth, the Dragon Slayer Sword’s bluish green light heaved and rippled, staying horizontally in front of his body. The magical weapons that the three black attired men used, one was a yellow flying sword, another was a heavy powerful long beard and the last was the most odd and horrible, a sword made of several human white bones, its Yin energy extremely dense.
Lin JingYu, one against three, gritted his teeth and fought bitterly, the Dragon Slayer Sword’s green light swept vertically and horizontally, defending its original position, surprisingly it held its ground but it was still at a disadvantage.
Lin JingYu entered Qing Yun Sect in his youth, his aptitude was excellent, Taoist Cang Song extremely favoured him, not only he took great care to coach him, he even imparted the famous Dragon Slayer Sword to him. Not sure if it was because on this youth, he saw the image of that person he had once revered, on him.
And Lin JingYu too, did not let Taoist Cang Song’s painstaking efforts down, in a short span of a few years, based on his own exceptional aptitude, together with that deeply ingrained belief and hope to seek revenge for his parents, his Taoist skills excelled leaps and bounds, after several years he was already an outstanding talent in the young generation of disciples.
Just that even though how hard he worked, his skillset was still limited by time and impossible to improve that dramatically. Right now facing the three black attired Evil Faction disciples, that long beard weapon smashing unceasingly directly in front of him, the flying sword slyly attacking from the side; and even more worrisome was that white bone sword, its Yin energy cold and dense, under that Evil Faction man’s manipulation, it would suddenly materialize and vanish. Each time he blocked it, the Yin energy would assail him and he couldn’t help but to take in a breath of the cold air, causing his body to shiver involuntarily.
They fought like this for several rounds, even though Lin JingYu defended with all of his strength, the Dragon Slayer Sword’s bluish green light rays were gradually being suppressed down by the three black attired men. It seemed like his defeat was inevitable and eventually he succumbed and took a step back.
The fake ShangGuan Ce, who was standing behind, gave a cold laugh.
Once he stepped back, he could not stop retreating, that boosted the three black attired men’s morale and their three magical weapons attacked at the same time. Lin JingYu sweat profusely, he kept being pushed back and was unable to stand still as he wished to.
Suddenly, that mysterious white bone sword disappeared. Lin JingYu who, one moment was blocking the incoming long beard’s attack and another to parry the flying sword which was assailing from the side, suddenly felt pain in his lower legs and collapsed. That white bone sword, without knowing when, had bore into the ground and moved stealthily to slash out a huge wound on his right leg, fresh blood unceasingly dripping down.
Lin JingYu howled loudly, the Dragon Slayer Sword chopped down from mid-air, this celestial divine weapon hit upon the white bone sword, a slight [Pipa] sound was heard, at once the white bone sword’s owner fell out and an hairline crack could be seen appearing faintly on that sword.
The Evil Faction man, who was using the white bone sword, felt a moment of heart pain, quickly took back the white bone sword to look at it carefully. But at this moment, the other two weapons had also arrived, piercingly cold wind sounds could be heard, Lin JingYu, trapped in a deathtrap, used his last burst of strength, steered the Dragon Slayer Sword horizontally to the top of his head.
[Rumble] A loud sound, strange lights were seen flicking crazily, sparks flying in all directions, nobody knew where the burst of energy came from and the Dragon Slayer Sword forcibly blocked off those two magical weapons but Lin JingYu saw only darkness.In this moment of lights and sparks, he was distracted and that fake ShangGuan Ce, who was standing at a distance just then, suddenly appeared in front of him, grinning hideously.
Lin JingYu’s face blanched in terror but before he had the time to react, he felt a pain close to his heart, a stream of extremely sharp energy drilled in, in a flash, pierced through all of his body shields.
[Ah!]
Lin JingYu cried out. His entire body flew out, fresh blood spewing from his mouth, he could not even hold on to his Dragon Slayer Sword, the sword spinned in mid-air and finally a sound of [Shua], pierced into the ground, just right before the elderly sweeper.
Bluish green light circulated around and gradually dimmed down.
Lin JingYu had always been stubborn, he lowered his head to look at his wound and saw instead a mass of blood and flesh, the actual wound was only the size of a fingertip. But right then a sharp stream of energy rushed straight into his internal body, like a thin needle without any restraint ravaging around, causing extreme agony on his vital channels. However, he wanted to push himself up to fight the enemy again, unexpectedly his legs gave way and he was unable to stand up!
He panted heavily, the group of fake ShangGuan Ce and the rest instead laughed loudly, looking extremely haughty.
“Kid, how is it? I have only used about 50 percent of my power and I can reduce you to this state, you better quickly surrender!”
Lin JingYu’s face muscles twitched, showing his agony but the adversity that was right in front of him made him extremely worried. Once his thoughts landed on the Ancestral Founder Hall behind him, without knowing himself where did the energy came from, he slowly struggled to stand up.
The Evil Faction and the rest did not stop him and continued to watch him like one was watching the fun from a monkey show.
That pain from his heart seemed like it was going to rush up into his head, Lin JingYu had not even stood properly when he felt another wave of dizziness, he turned his head around and panted noisily, staggered across to the Dragon Slayer Sword in front of the elderly sweeper, while panting he said, “Elderly, it is dangerous here, you should quickly, quickly, quickly go…”
That elderly appeared to be someone who had been maintaining the Founder Ancestral Hall daily, his face withered, the wrinkles on his face were like knife slashes. But strangely, when Lin JingYu was fighting with the Evil Faction, he was quietly standing and watching at the side, he did not run away and did not speak either.
Right now he looked at Lin JingYu’s chest and suddenly indifferently said, “Part from people Awl’! [Translator’s note: The name is really weird but I can't find any suitable translation for it] You are Evil Faction Chang Shen Hall’s assassin Zhou Yin right?”
That four Evil Faction men’s smiles stifled, the fake ShangGuan Ce’s countenance suddenly became cold and said, “I did not expect there are still experts here. You are right, I am Zhou Yin, who are you sire?”
That withered elderly instead, did not reply him and muttered to himself, “Part from people Awl is a rare treasure of the Evil Faction, its might extremely strong, but in you, this kind of low being, hands, it instead become a weapon for attacking others on the sly, it really insulted this rare piece of treasure!”
Zhou Yin was enraged but for now, he could not figure out this mysterious elderly’s identity, although he looked faltering but the degree of his bolstering was startling, he could not help but felt unsettled, he angrily said, “Who exactly are you sire?”
That elderly sighed and said, “Who am I? Hehe even I myself have forgotten who I am…” After speaking, he looked extremely sorrowful, his tone extremely bleak, then he turned his head over, facing Lin JingYu who was staring blankly, “Child.”
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