Astral Apostle
chapter-472-30041322

Zhou Jing picked up the spear that was covered in debris and shook it slightly. He accidentally smashed half of the steps due to his actions, before leading the group into the mountain gate.

The Wu Mountain Sect was not small, and the pavilions had the elegant style of the south.

Chen Feng's group looked around and clicked their tongues in wonder.

Other than a few people, although the rest of the Green Forest people mingled with those in the martial world, they had never entered such a famous sect. This was also the first time the dozens of poor villagers who followed everyone had seen it. At this moment, it was an eye-opener for all of them.

"I've heard that the Wu Mountain Sect is one of the eight great sects in the martial world. Not to mention their martial arts, this sect is quite good."

Guo Haishen rubbed his chin and clicked his tongue.

Hong Dingxian snorted, "It's just that they're still too spineless. In front of Brother, he doesn't even dare to fart. And to think they're still a big sect in the martial world…"

"Second Brother can even scare away thousands of the Imperial Court's troops. It's probably normal for a mere martial arts sect to cower."

Fang Zhen curled his lips.

Duan Yunfeng did not respond. Instead, he observed his surroundings vigilantly. He realized that there were others rushing over from time to time and following behind. Therefore, he whispered, "Brother Chen, this is their territory. We're going deep alone. Be careful not to be tricked by them."

"Okay."

Zhou Jing turned around to look at the sect's disciples.

Ding Shixiong was following behind with his disciples. They did not dare to stop Zhou Jing and the others from entering. From afar, they watched Zhou Jing and the others swagger around the sect. From their original positions as the host, they seemed to have become outsiders instead. Their expressions were angry yet fearful.

Zhou Jing suddenly stopped and waved behind him, "Acting Sect Master, come over and talk."

Ding Shixiong was stunned when he heard the command. He regretted taking up this job even more. However, he was currently caught between a rock and a hard place and could only brace himself to go forward.

Zhou Jing casually commanded him,

"We brothers are all rough people. If we go and rummage through your things, I'm afraid we'll break a lot of things. Moreover, your sect is so big, it'll take a lot of time and effort to find it. How about this? Get someone to bring the secret manuals over and offer them. I heard that the Wu Mountain Sect has 19 martial arts and some famous Wu Mountain Six Techniques. I want to see every one of them. If you're short of anything, then you'll get to eat my spear."

"You!"

Ding Shixiong felt bitter.

If he really ordered his disciples to do this, he would be the eternal sinner of the sect. He would be nailed to the pillar of shame and be reviled by future disciples.

However, if he did not agree, there would probably be no future disciples…

"My Wu Mountain Sect admits defeat!"

Ding Shixiong gritted his teeth.

For the sake of the sect, he was willing to endure humiliation. Everyone would understand.

In any case, it was definitely not because he wanted to protect his little life!

Ding Shixiong went back and instructed his disciples to do as they were told, causing a commotion to break out amongst them.

However, when they thought of the power of Zhou Jing's spear just now, the disciples finally compromised. They did not dare to resist and went down to do his bidding.

Zhou Jing and the others arrived at the open sect square and waited there.

Not long after, the disciples of the Wu Mountain Sect brought 18 secret manuals and piled them on the ground.

Zhou Jing casually flipped through it, but then he looked at Ding Shixiong and raised his eyebrows.

"Why are there only 18 books?"

Ding Shixiong broke out in cold sweat. He braced himself and explained, "The Drifting Clouds, Misty Rain Technique is our sect's ultimate technique. Only the sect master can cultivate it. He has always carried the secret manual with him. Even if there are copies stored in the sect, only the sect master knows the location… Since you killed the sect master, you should have already obtained the secret manual…"

"So what?" Zhou Jing snorted, "I said that if I want you to take out 19 books, it has to be 19 books. Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground today, you have to find them. My iron spear won't agree to even one of them missing."

With that, he raised his spear and slammed it on the ground, and the limestone slabs in the square cracked.

"Damn it, this fellow is clearly deliberately making things difficult for us!"

Ding Shixiong cursed in his heart. He gritted his teeth and was about to flare up.

Zhou Jing looked at him, "You want to attack? That's great. Don't endure it."

Ding Shixiong instantly calmed down.

"… Let's go search for it!"

He gritted his teeth and agreed. He went back and mobilized many disciples to search the sect.

After half a day, a disciple found the secret manual copy that Shen Sanqiu had hidden in a secret compartment and hurriedly sent it over.

Ding Shixiong held onto the secret manual, his heart bleeding.

The cultivation technique he had been pursuing for many years was in front of him, but he was about to give it to someone else. There was no need to mention how uncomfortable he felt.

Ding Shixiong endured his heartache and gritted his teeth as he handed the secret manual to Zhou Jing, "The 19th secret manual is here."

Zhou Jing took it and casually glanced at it before throwing it to his companions.

"Since you're tactful enough to hand over the secret manual, I won't make things difficult for you today. Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Shixiong and the other disciples secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

However, at this moment, Zhou Jing added in a solemn tone,

"However… If anything goes wrong with my brothers' cultivation, I'll definitely come back to settle the score with you. At that time, you can prepare to elect another sect master."

Hearing this, the disciples of Wu Mountain immediately burst into an uproar.

Ding Shixiong was even more shocked and afraid, feeling aggrieved.

Was it not common to make mistakes in cultivation? Otherwise, why would one need a master to correct them step by step?

You guys took the secret manual and wanted to bury your heads in it to practice on your own. How could there not be a problem? How could you blame this on us?

"You're not convinced?" Zhou Jing suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "Your sect master brought a group of martial artists and killed more than ten of my brothers. I came here today specially to find trouble with you! Do you think I took the secret manual to practice by myself?

Let me tell you, I took the martial arts of your Wu Mountain Sect to spread throughout the world. Not only will they be available for the martial artists, but even the old farmers by the fields can learn them. I want your Wu Mountain Sect's martial arts to have no secrets to speak of! Not only you, but I'll also find those martial sects that came to kill this Grandpa one by one and do the same!"