SFS Chapter 88 Demoted to Outer Sect Members, Enemies Meet
Chapter 88 Demoted to Outer Sect Members, Enemies Meet
Chapter 88 Demoted to Outer Sect Members, Enemies Meet
Years later, when Lin Pingzhi chatted with his disciples and grand-disciples, he often mentioned the grand scene when he first entered the sect.
In the presence of his fellow disciples, he paid homage to his master and ancestors, listened to their teachings, and was granted a sword.
Although he was the lowest-ranking member of the outer sect, the fact that he received so much attention shows how much the sect valued him.
It was this encouragement that motivated him; despite his lack of natural talent, he diligently practiced every day, eventually compensating for his shortcomings, and gradually rose from an outer disciple to the lowest level of the inner sect...
This story inspired the disciples of Mount Hua.
"Uncle-Master Lin, I heard that our Sect Leader was chosen as a personal disciple of Mount Hua by Grandmaster Yue on that very day. Could it be a coincidence?"
"Ahem~ What progress have you made in your Hunyuan Gong? Is your swordsmanship proficient enough? You're always lazy and don't put your heart into practicing. Come, let your martial uncle spar with you!"
While Lin Daxia's portrayal may have been exaggerated, he was indeed the center of attention back then.
Lin Pingzhi knelt down, his hands trembling slightly as he accepted the longsword handed to him by Sect Leader Yue Buqun. A great weight was finally lifted from his heart.
He remembered every word of his teacher's admonition.
At this moment, he was simply thinking that once he entered Mount Hua, the Lin and Wang families would have someone to rely on.
Today, I can finally repay my parents for raising me for twenty years.
I must work hard to learn martial arts in the future. I have enjoyed twenty years of good fortune, but I, Lin Pingzhi, am not necessarily incapable of enduring hardship!
Thinking this way, my emotions gradually calmed down.
He stole a glance at "Uncle Li".
Your kindness is like a second birth; I will serve you like a dog or a horse!
However... we've gotten used to calling him "Uncle Li," but from now on we'll have to call him "Senior Brother," which is a bit awkward to say.
None of the disciples objected to Li Che becoming the senior disciple.
Judging solely from martial arts skills, inner disciples such as Ying Bailuo, Shi Daizi, and Liang Fa had all received guidance from Li Che.
Not to mention the outer disciples, where did the ginseng stewed for the seriously injured junior brother in the kitchen come from?
Whose face did the Wang family pay their respects to?
As for the former senior brother Linghu Chong... his martial arts skills were indeed superb.
In contrast, Linghu Chong kept his eyes down and head bowed.
He had no complaints about being confined to his quarters as punishment. He already knew about the feud between the Sword and Qi sects from his master's wife, Ning Zhongze.
He was indeed wrong in this matter.
But after thinking it over, he realized that although the senior Feng might have had ulterior motives, he had not actually harmed him.
These past two days, the words "practicing swordsmanship is worse than practicing internal energy cultivation" have been echoing in my ears. Although they contradict my master's words, I feel that... they are not entirely without reason.
Sitting idly and practicing breathing exercises is nothing compared to the exhilaration of riding a horse through the martial world and righting wrongs.
But the presence of a strict teacher and the alienation of others made him waver.
Master Linghu is in a dilemma.
Martial arts skills are judged by their level, so why are they further divided into sword energy?
What exactly is right and wrong?
What has become of that senior Feng now?
Was he killed by Junior Brother Li? No, he's already been killed by Senior Brother Li?
If that's the case, how should I conduct myself?
Linghu Chong was in a state of utter confusion, and only now did he realize, "Since everyone thinks I'm wrong, then I guess I really am wrong."
Realizing this, he could no longer restrain himself. He stepped forward from the crowd and knelt on both knees, saying, "Master, I have erred and am willing to accept punishment!"
Yue Buqun looked at him but did not reply immediately; his disappointment only deepened.
Even Ning Zhongze did not offer any pleading.
The disciples dared not say more, but several of them wore worried expressions.
After a moment, Yue Buqun looked at Li Che and said, "Che'er, as a disciple of Huashan, I hereby grant you the authority to handle all matters, large and small, within the sect."
"Junior sister, come with me. There are some things I need to tell you."
After Yue Buqun finished speaking, he left, leaving the disciples looking at each other in bewilderment.
This isn't a direct disciple of Mount Hua, he's clearly just an acting sect leader!
Li Che, however, understood perfectly that Yue Fei wanted him to establish his authority, and the first blow was aimed at Linghu Chong!
The ancestral hall was completely silent. After what seemed like the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Li Che finally spoke slowly: "Junior Brother Linghu, you say you've made mistakes, but do you know where those mistakes lie?"
Linghu Chong was still in a daze when his master and mistress left without saying a word.
After a moment of stunned silence, he said, "Senior Brother, Linghu Chong's mistake was in his poor judgment of character and his association with the wrong people..."
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His words were hesitant and mumbled, but he simply couldn't bring himself to utter the word "demon."
"Tell me, did you see any of your disciples being injured by the enemy?"
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"Then why are you so respectful and courteous to the enemy? Because he taught you swordsmanship and said he was your senior uncle."
As a senior member of the sect, how could he possibly harm his disciples for no reason?
Even if you have doubts, you should protect your junior brother first.
You believed it too quickly!
With my master and I gone, you and your mistress are the most skilled martial artists in the Huashan Sect. When a powerful enemy attacks, you still cannot distinguish right from wrong.
Have you considered the consequences?!
Without waiting for Linghu Chong's reply, Li Che glared and said hatefully, "My fellow disciples have been killed, my master's wife has been captured, and my master has been blackmailed. Mount Hua will no longer be our Mount Hua!"
With a surge of energy, his voice grew even louder. In the eyes of the disciples, this senior brother, who was not yet twenty, already possessed an aura no less imposing than his master, Yue Buqun.
Li Che slightly raised his gaze, sweeping it over the faces of his fellow disciples, and said firmly, "Since Master has granted me authority, then today I shall establish the first rule!"
The disciples straightened up, and even Yue Lingshan stood properly.
"Disciples of Mount Hua should remember the kindness of their master, distinguish between close and distant relatives, and be unable to differentiate between right and wrong, or friend and foe. Those who cannot distinguish between them are not worthy of being disciples of Mount Hua!"
"Yes, Senior Brother!"
Linghu Chong stiffened and looked at Li Che in a flustered manner. The latter looked at him in return. "Linghu Chong, in consideration of your merit in protecting your master's wife, you will be demoted to an outer disciple starting today."
They cannot be promoted to inner gate within one year.
But if you repeat the offense, then you shall descend the mountain!
Hidden outside the ancestral hall, Lao Yue and Ning Zhongze were eavesdropping...
"Che'er's method is good. It'll temper Chong'er's temper, and hopefully he'll learn from his mistakes."
Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "You still don't understand Che'er. It's true that this child is grateful, but he is always decisive in his actions. If Chong'er hadn't acted out of anger at the time, he would definitely have been expelled from Mount Hua by Che'er by now."
But this is the last time.
"Alas, we've been too lenient with our disciples in the past; we've both made mistakes."
Ning Zhongze seemed to be deep in thought, nodded silently, then chuckled softly, "Senior Brother, you're letting Che'er take charge of everything at Mount Hua, aren't you just trying to shirk your duties?"
"Cough~ How could that be! This is also a form of training. Getting involved in sect affairs early on will prevent you from being overwhelmed in the future. I, your brother, will be able to keep the overall direction under control."
That being said, Old Yue's actions further silenced Uncle Feng, whose attitude was truly unpredictable.
Ning Zhongze looked suspicious, and it was unclear how much she believed him.
Seeing this, Lao Yue quickly changed the subject, "Junior Sister, Uncle Feng wants to see me; he definitely wants to discuss the Sword Sect. What do you think I should do?"
The atmosphere in the cave at Siguo Cliff was somewhat... oppressive.
Li Che's eyes rolled several times as he gradually moved towards the cave entrance.
"Where have you been, you brat? Get over here!"
Li Che secretly grimaced. He had agreed to see Lao Yue, but they ended up being dragged to the Cliff of Contemplation.
Now things have turned out this way. Old Yue and Old Feng stood sideways, two zhang apart, without uttering a single word. One had a livid face, while the other sneered repeatedly, giving off a distinctly hostile vibe as if they were enemies meeting.
If it weren't for the old man in charge, he probably would have already started the surgery.
Li Che's throat bobbed, and he took two steps forward with an awkward smile. "Grand Uncle, it's almost noon. Why don't you go and get some food?"
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"No need to bring mine. The food that Junior Nephew Li brought this morning was more than enough. I'm not hungry yet."
That old bastard is trying to sow discord; he's in trouble!
"You surnamed Feng, you were expelled from Mount Hua long ago, yet you dare to call yourself 'Uncle-Master'?!" He turned and glared at Li Che, "Who told you to deliver food to this old scoundrel?!"
Li Che:
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Feng Buping sneered, "Senior Brother Yue, decades have passed, and your magnanimity has truly not changed in the slightest. That's strange indeed. Did you really teach Li boy his martial arts?"
I'm not bragging, but even with your thirty years of Zixia Divine Skill, you might not be able to defeat me, and you probably wouldn't be able to defeat your disciple either.
Since young Li has learned Master Feng's swordsmanship, he is naturally considered a successor of my Sword Sect. What's wrong with calling him my nephew?
Yue Buqun, enraged, laughed coldly, "You heretic and wicked person! I, Yue, would like to experience your methods firsthand!"
"I've had this idea for a while!"
After saying that, the two were about to fight.
"You two bastards, do you think the old man is dead?!"