Martial Cultivator

There was never a wall in the world that was completely airtight, let alone one that was deliberately knocked down.

The news of Infatuation Daoist Temple's Daoist Zhenye and the gray-robed daoist being killed in the Divine Capital spread back to Infatuation Daoist Temple.

This news sent shockwaves through the entire Infatuation Daoist Temple.

As the leading force of Daoism, the cultivators of the Infatuation Daoist Temple had always been respected wherever they went over the years. When had there ever been a case where one of their own was killed, and their head was even hung up for all to see?

Was this not a blatant provocation against the Infatuation Daoist Temple?

The disciples who learned of this news were furious, and some immediately voiced their desire to head to the Divine Capital to demand justice.

Especially among the second-generation disciples, some had already been prepared to descend the mountain.

Had the elders of the temple not stopped them, at least dozens of people would have already set out for the Divine Capital by now.

Since they were blocked, the disciples naturally expected the current temple master, Daoist Yinli, to take charge and uphold justice. After all, as the leader of Daoism, how could the Infatuation Daoist Temple allow its disciples to die in such disgrace? What's more, the ones who died included a Daoist Sage.

As for the Divine Capital, Daoist Yinli said that the matter should be considered carefully and strictly ordered that no disciple should secretly go to the Divine Capital to provoke trouble. If discovered, they would face severe punishment.

Such a resolution naturally dissatisfied the disciples of the sect, but Daoist Yinli did not give them a chance to oppose. The newly appointed temple master did not appear before the disciples but remained in the back mountain.

Under the old pine tree in the back mountain, the black ox was still chewing on the spiritual herbs of the Infatuation Daoist Temple. This time, it was a ganoderma as big as a baby's arm.

With Daoist Yinli taking the position of Temple Master, the black ox's status in the temple had also risen steadily. Now, when the cultivators saw it, they would respectfully address it as the Daoist Black Ox.

While chewing on the spiritual mushroom, the black ox mumbled, "Sage, this handling will probably make the temple's disciples even more dissatisfied. Can Sage really hold onto your position as Temple Master?"

Daoist Yinli was unconcerned, saying indifferently, "In the thousand years of the Infatuation Daoist Temple, has there ever been a time when the disciples dissatisfied with the Temple Master forced them to step down?"

The black ox muttered in displeasure, "I'm not one of the temple's disciples, how would I know these things?"

"Zhenye's lineage has always wanted to take back the Temple Master's position. They thought that since I only just took over the position, the hearts of the people were unstable, and they wanted to use this means to do something. But they're being too foolish. Do they really think that by venting their anger on behalf of the temple, they can raise their status a few notches?"

Daoist Yinli glanced at the black ox and then changed the subject, saying, "Chen Che's sons are indeed useless. However, his nephew really surprised me. To think he'd be so bold, killing Zhenye that waste without a second thought. Do they want me to help them regain their dignity? They're daydreaming!" " If I wasn't the Temple Master of Infatuation Daoist Temple right now, I might even celebrate."

The black ox said worriedly, "Although they have their ulterior motives, they are still cultivators of the temple. As temple master, are you really not speaking up for them, Sage? Isn't that a bit too much? This way, the hearts of the people will likely scatter."

Daoist Yinli looked at the black ox before him, thought for a moment, and then expressed his worries, "I'm naturally going to kill that young man, but now is not the right time. He dares to be so bold, and it's likely that he has some kind of backing." ṜÂΝổВΕŞ

"This matter needs to be handled slowly. We must investigate and understand it clearly before taking action."

Daoist Yinli sighed with regret, "If the Wei Family hadn't been wiped out, there would be no need for so much trouble."

The Wei Family had been one of the most important pawns that the Infatuation Daoist Temple had placed in the mortal realm. Over the past years, they had provided countless pieces of information to the temple. Now that they were completely eradicated, the Infatuation Daoist Temple had lost one of its eyes in the Great Liang, leaving it unable to know certain things in a timely manner.

"We still need to place another piece on the board."

Daoist Yinli muttered to himself. This matter was now of the utmost importance, but in practice, it would not be easy. After all, the Great Liang had only just rid itself of all the spies, and it was certain that they would not allow another infiltration so easily.

After finishing the ganoderma in his arms, the black ox suddenly suggested, "Sage, now that you're in this position, you should start cultivating some of your own trusted subordinates. Otherwise, how will you control the situation?"

Daoist Yinli asked, "What, which disciple have you set your eyes on in the temple?"

The black ox chuckled, "Sage is really sharp, you must have realized that I've spotted a young man. He should be of use to you."

"What kind of judgment can an ox like you have?"

Daoist Yinli shook his head, not believing the black ox's eye for talent even though he really had the thought of cultivating his own trusted subordinates.

The black ox grumbled, "Sage, it's not proper for people to look down on.... oxen."

Daoist Yinli thought for a moment and then said, "We'll see again. If you really think he's not bad, bring him to see me."@@novelbin@@

The black ox was overjoyed. "Sage is wise."

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