Chapter 131 — The Mystic Gate's True Heir
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" Snow Fox gloated: "Quite right, Master!
This woman is making a fuss over nothing; let's not mind her! " Thud. Shen Mu landed on both feet and stood steady, then looked up.
He wanted to leap back up, but feared Ling Yuxiu would kick him down again.
Wei Yong beside him stared straight ahead, not moving a muscle. Ling Yuxiu glared at him with vicious eyes. A drop of cold sweat appeared on Wei Yong's forehead, and then he sprang, leaping down from the Jade Cliff.
Ling Yuxiu gave a snort and jumped down the cliff as well.
A prince not far away frowned. Suddenly, from behind his head, vital energy formed into a great hand that reached down the cliff, caught her, and drew her back.
He said gently: "Seventh Sister, don't be unruly. Mind the face of the imperial house.
" Ling Yuxiu could only settle down.
"Second Brother, that man is the divine physician who cured Granny Empress Dowager, and an old acquaintance of mine. .
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" The Second Prince kept a placid face. "I know.
I also heard from young General Shen that you met him in the Barren Ruins and were quite close.
Seventh Sister, we are children of the imperial house and cannot do as we please. Don't be unruly. The world is in troubled times, and a calamity of the first magnitude stands right before us.
If it erupts, there will be ruin of the state and death of the house, and our imperial family will be stray dogs without a home! " Ling Yuxiu was startled and asked: "Second Brother, what do you make of this Daoist Heir's skill?
" "He has not yet acted, so I cannot know his measure. But since the Daoist Sect dares bring him here to block the gate, he must be no small matter! " The Second Prince looked at Shen Mu beneath the cliff and frowned slightly. "Seventh Sister, this Shen Mu may be a divine physician of the first order, but he is after all a castaway from the Barren Ruins. Don't get too close to him, lest people mock our imperial house for forgetting rank.
" Ling Yuxiu frowned.
Before the mountain gate, the Patriarch of the Demon Cult, who wore the face of a youth, came down the mountain and stood before the old and young Daoists. He made the Daoist bow of greeting.
The old Daoist hurriedly rose, and the young Daoist with him, and bowed in return. The boyish Patriarch smiled: "Danyangzi, you have brought the Daoist Sect's Heir with you. What is your intention? " The old Daoist smiled: "Elder Brother of the Dao, why ask what you already know?
The Daoist Lord of my sect is as old as you, and he does not wish to see the sects and schools of the world become vassals of the Kingdom of Jingping, and so he sent me.
The Heir will block the gate for three days only. If within three days the Heir is defeated, my sect will not revolt. If in three days no one defeats the Heir, then the world will change its master.
" The boyish Patriarch sighed: "The Daoist Sect has always stood aloof.
Can it no longer sit still? " Danyangzi kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, and said: "The Daoist Lord sees the great current of the world rolling like a tide; those who follow it prosper, those who oppose it perish. My sect seeks not to revive its own teaching, but only peace of mind. If the Jingping Imperial Preceptor wishes to destroy all the sects and teachings of the world, let him. But the Daoist Lord wishes to see whether the primary schools, the academies, and the Scholars' Lodge with which the Preceptor means to replace the world's sects have the right to do so!
My sect has trained a single Daoist Heir.