The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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A steady voice came from outside the hall, interrupting Yin Tianzheng's thoughts.

Yin Yewang, tall and bearing a resemblance to Yin Tianzheng, strode in. Seeing his father's angry expression, he couldn't help but ask, "What has made you so angry?"

Yin Tianzheng raised his head, looked at his son, took a deep breath, pointed to the purple silk on the table, and said in an icy voice, "Look for yourself!"

Zhang Wuxia of the Wudang Sect wants to marry your sister.

And the matchmaker they sent... was the Purple-Robed Dragon King!

Yin Yewang took the purple silk, glanced at it, and his handsome eyebrows furrowed tightly.

His complexion was no better than his father's, equally gloomy and somber it seemed to drip water.

"The Purple-Robed Dragon King... how did she end up getting involved with the Wudang Sect?"

Yin Yewang's voice was low and deep, filled with obvious disgust.

"That's exactly what I've been thinking!"

Yin Tianzheng suddenly flung his sleeve, his anger flaring up: "I, Yin Tianzheng, couldn't stand Yang Xiao's autocratic rule after Yang Dingtian's disappearance, so I set up my own sect and founded the Tianying Sect!"

But I have never declared my separation from the Ming Cult. The tablets enshrined in this hall are still those of the Ming Cult's past leaders!

In the eyes of the world, I, Yin Tianzheng, am still the White-Browed Eagle King of the Ming Cult!

His words, spoken in a booming voice, echoed throughout the hall, filled with unquestionable arrogance and self-importance.

This is his bottom line. He may disobey the orders of Bright Peak, but he will never admit that he is a traitor.

His tone shifted abruptly, becoming cold and contemptuous: "But that bitch Daisy, she's different!"

He dared to trespass into the forbidden area of ​​the main altar, steal the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" mental cultivation method, openly betray the sect, and forge an irreconcilable enmity with the entire Holy Sect!

She is already a traitor whom my Ming Cult must kill!

Yin Tianzheng's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and the anger in his eyes was almost bursting out.

"Now, such a faithless and treacherous traitor who has betrayed the main sect dares to swagger into my Jiangning Prefecture, using the name of the Wudang Sect to propose marriage for your sister!"

what is this?

This is the Wudang Sect slapping me, Yin Tianzheng, in the face!

This is also a slap in the face to our entire Ming Cult!

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, pacing back and forth in the center of the hall like an enraged lion.

"Zhang Sanfeng is the leader of the righteous path. Can't he even distinguish between these minor grudges in the martial arts world?"

Or is it that in his eyes, I, Yin Tianzheng, and Dai Qisi, those kinds of despicable people, are simply birds of a feather?

Sending a traitor as matchmaker—is this a sign of disrespect for my Sky Eagle Sect, or a test of my bottom line, Yin Tianzheng?!

Yin Yewang remained silent for a moment, then slowly put down the purple silk in his hand. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice, "Father, is this woman still in Jiangning Prefecture?"

"Whether she's still in Jiangning Prefecture or not, I don't know, and I don't care to know!"

Yin Tianzheng snorted angrily, exuding an imposing aura. "A traitor to the Holy Sect, do you think he can turn the world upside down at the headquarters of my Heavenly Eagle Sect?"

Let her run! I want to see where she can run to!

He was in a state of confusion at the moment, and his concern was no longer for Dai Qisi herself, but for the Wudang Sect's inexplicable attitude behind the marriage proposal, as well as the strange atmosphere emanating from the marriage itself.

He turned around abruptly, his sharp gaze sweeping over Yin Yewang: "Where is Susu?"

Where has she gone off to again?

I haven't seen her for half a month!

Go and bring her back to me!

I want to ask her face to face what exactly happened!

When did she start hooking up with Zhang Wu from the Wudang Sect?!

Yin Yewang's expression changed slightly, and he forced a smile, about to say something.

"Report!"

A shrill and frantic cry came from outside the hall. Immediately afterwards, a member of the cult rushed in, his face ashen, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his black outfit torn in several places.

As soon as he entered the hall, he knelt down with a thud, his voice trembling: "Master...Master!"

"No...this is terrible!"

Yin Tianzheng's brow twitched suddenly, a sense of foreboding washing over him. He said in a deep voice, "What kind of behavior is this, all this panic!"

What happened?

The cult member looked up, his lips trembling, barely able to utter a complete sentence: "It's...it's the young lady...the young lady...something happened to her!"

"What did you say?"

Like a bolt from the blue, Yin Tianzheng and his son Yin Yewang's expressions changed drastically at the same time.

Yin Tianzheng took a step forward, his figure as fast as a ghost, and instantly appeared in front of the cult member. He grabbed the man by the collar, lifted him up, and his voice, as loud as a bell, made the entire hall buzz: "Explain yourself!"

Seeing his father's furious and raging appearance, Yin Yewang's heart trembled, knowing that this matter could no longer be hidden.

He gritted his teeth, knelt down with a thud, and bowed his head, saying, "Father, this matter... this matter is probably related to me!"

Yin Tianzheng suddenly turned his head, his eyes fixed on his son, his voice hoarse as if two pieces of iron were rubbing together: "Speak!"

Yin Yewang dared not conceal anything and revealed his and his sister Yin Susu's plan in detail: "...Susu and I heard that Wang Meng, the new master of Mantuo Manor, captured Princess Zhao Min of Ruyang Prince's Mansion and brought her to Jiangning."

We...we originally intended to take this opportunity to kidnap Zhao Min.

In this way, we can both ascertain the true strength of the Prince's mansion and use this woman as leverage, giving us an advantage in future dealings with the Mongols and various martial arts factions... Susu... when she discussed it with me and went to investigate first, she unexpectedly fell into the thieves' trap!"

The entire Eagle Hall was deathly silent.

Every word Yin Yexing uttered was like a heavy hammer blow, striking Yin Tianzheng's heart.

He originally thought that this was some ignorant enemy who had come to provoke the might of his Sky Eagle Sect.

But to my utter surprise, the root of the problem lay with my two self-righteous children!

They weren't there to provoke trouble, but to steal food!

"boom!"

A deafening bang!

The heavy table next to Yin Tianzheng, carved from a single piece of sandalwood, was smashed into pieces by him in his rage, shattering into countless fragments that shot out in all directions!

The temperature inside the lobby seemed to drop to freezing point in that instant.

"idiot!

Two utterly useless idiots who are more likely to cause trouble than anything else!

Yin Tianzheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he was trembling with rage.

Half of his anger was directed at the mysterious enemy who dared to harm his daughter, while the other half was directed at his two self-righteous and troublesome children!

He kicked a piece of broken table debris in front of him with a sudden slam, the murderous aura almost materializing, stirring up a chilling wind in the hall.

The shattered remains of the table in the hall were still trembling slightly.

The overwhelming killing intent, which nearly blew the roof off, strangely solidified after reaching its peak.

Yin Tianzheng opened his mouth, the order to "turn the entire Jiangning Prefecture upside down" was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't bring himself to shout it out.

He was no longer the arrogant and ignorant young man like Yin Yewang and Yin Susu.

Although the Sky Eagle Sect is young, Yin Tianzheng is already old. He understands the dangers of the martial world and the complexities of human nature better than anyone else.

“Wang Meng…the fleet from Mantuo Manor…is transporting grain to Xiangyang…”

Yin Tianzheng squeezed out these words through his teeth, each word seeming to have used all his strength.

That soaring anger was like being doused with a bucket of ice water, quickly replaced by an even colder and heavier sense of powerlessness.

He slowly turned around, no longer looking at his good-for-nothing son.

He began pacing back and forth in the lobby, each step heavy, as if he were walking on a precipice about to collapse, not on a solid floor.

His heart was breaking when his daughter was arrested.

But he can't cause trouble, much less try to steal it!

When younger generations act recklessly, one can simply say, "They are young and impetuous, unaware of the consequences."

But if he, Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King and leader of the Eagle Sect, were to personally lead a force to attack a fleet transporting provisions for the Xiangyang garrison... then the nature of the situation would completely change!

That wasn't a conflict between sects, nor was it a feud between martial arts practitioners.

That's treason!

It's betrayal! It's standing against all the people of Song!

What makes the Sky Eagle Sect so capable of establishing itself in Jiangnan and dominating Jiangning?

It wasn't just his martial arts skills and the fearlessness of the Sky Eagle Cult members that made it possible.

More importantly, there is his identity as Yin Tianzheng, and his inherent clarity as a Song person who can distinguish right from wrong!

The fundamental reason why the righteous path of the martial arts world has been able to tolerate this "demon king of the evil sect" sleeping peacefully beside his bed all these years lies in this.

If he were to be blinded by rage today and lead a group to cause a scene on Wang Meng's ship, perhaps he could get his daughter back.

But starting tomorrow, Yin Tianzheng will be exposed and condemned by the world.

The Eagle Cult, the foundation he had built with half his life's blood, would instantly transform from a powerful force in the martial world into a demonic sect that everyone wanted to kill!

He couldn't afford that price.

The resistance against the Mongols in Xiangyang was the bottom line, a bottom line that no patriotic Song citizen could cross!

Thinking of this, Yin Tianzheng stopped in his tracks.

The anger in his eyes had completely died down, leaving only a bottomless weariness and coldness.

He slowly raised his head, looked at Yin Yewang kneeling there, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you... and your sister abduct that Mongolian princess?"

Yin Yewang trembled and shook his head with difficulty: "No...no."

Su Su... Su Su went ahead on her own, before we could even make a move, she..."