Enshrinement as a God

Jiang Ziya had tried to find the Non-Duality Gate party of Sheng Wang in all directions after leaving the Hermit's Valley, but it was not an easy task to find them in the vast world.

But to have felt the traces of the mysterious magic of the Non-Duality Gate in a place where he had not even expected it, it could be said that it was a stroke of luck.

"Is something wrong, my younger brother?"

"It's nothing. But it's strange that there's nothing wrong."

Jiang Ziya's party, who was being guided and was moving to the guest room of the Tang Clan, could often find about a dozen martial artists who looked like the martial artists of the Tang Clan moving quickly.

They all had a firm expression and were hurrying, and their appearance looked as urgent as if a state of emergency had occurred.

But since the subordinate who was guiding them was also keeping his mouth shut like a clam, there was no way to know the reason.

At least if he were to meet Tang Yizheng, he would get some information, so even if he was frustrated, he had no choice but to endure it for now.

"Would you please wait here for a moment?"

The party, who had arrived at the guest room, unpacked their luggage.

There had been not a small amount of commotion for not a small amount of time.

Although they had arrived at the Tang Clan without much friction after killing the Two Strange Men of the Unshaven, Xi Xichang and Jiang Ziya had a journey left to go back to the Sichuan Alliance after their business with the Tang Clan was over.

"After your business at the Tang Clan is over, are you going back to the Thunderclap Sect, my older brother?"

"Hmm..."

Yang Jian, who had been organizing his thoughts alone for a while, let out a short groan at Jiang Ziya's question.

Xi Xichang also, as if she were curious about Yang Jian's whereabouts, was listening intently while pretending not to be interested.

"What answer is there for me to go back to the Thunderclap Sect alone now? I'll have to go to the Martial Arts Alliance first and to get their help."

"The Martial Arts Alliance..."

The name that Jiang Ziya had heard the most when he had looked into the martial world after returning to Weishui.

The Martial Arts Alliance of the World.

The last bastion and center of the righteous path martial world, and the guardian of the martial world with the most powerful force in the world.

No matter how powerful the enemies were, including the Black Contemplation Fortress, the demonic cult, and the threats from outside the world, they had not yet dared to cross the threshold of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Although there were complaints both internally and externally because it was adhering to a strong centralized system and was becoming more and more high-handed, no one denied that the order of the martial world was being maintained because the Martial Arts Alliance existed.

"Excuse me, but why to the Martial Arts Alliance..."

"Since the Thunderclap Sect has suffered a disaster, it is clear that the Martial Arts Alliance also has a responsibility, so shouldn't I question their responsibility and to get help for the reconstruction and revenge of the Thunderclap Sect?"

Jiang Ziya, hearing those words, was silent without realizing it.

Since it was the Martial Arts Alliance that was facing the demonic cult, in the end, it could not be said that the Martial Arts Alliance, which had watched the tragedy of the Thunderclap Sect, had no responsibility at all.

Yang Jian's thoughts were fully understandable.

But Jiang Ziya had a negative thought about whether Yang Jian could achieve his intended goal.

"In my opinion, it will be difficult for you, great hero, to receive the help of the Martial Arts Alliance."

Xi Xichang also, as if her thoughts were not much different from Jiang Ziya's, said a short word.

"What do you mean by that?"

"It is the Martial Arts Alliance that has the most powerful force in the world. Do you think they didn't know that the Thunderclap Sect and the demonic cult were clashing?"

At Xi Xichang's one word, Yang Jian felt a pain as if his chest were being stabbed with a dagger.

He himself had not been without such suspicions.

The Thunderclap Sect was the forefront defense line in the vicinity of the demonic cult.

It was a public secret that the spies of the Martial Arts Alliance and the Heavenly Net were spread out in Hunan.

No matter how powerful a master the demonic cult had, and even if the cult leader, Taiyi Shenma, had personally appeared and had destroyed the Thunderclap Sect in an instant, it did not make sense that the Martial Arts Alliance had not noticed any sign at all.

"Although I don't know all the situation of the martial world, it also bothers me a little that no proper follow-up measures have been taken by the Martial Arts Alliance."

This time, Jiang Ziya chimed in.

The collapse of the Thunderclap Sect was, in the end, the rise of the demonic cult.

Even if they had destroyed the Thunderclap Sect and had returned to their base, the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, considering the symbolism of the Thunderclap Sect, the Martial Arts Alliance had to show at least some kind of movement.

Even when the Sichuan Alliance was formed and had confronted the Black Contemplation Fortress, the martial world of the world had been shaken.

Moreover, this time, the target was the Martial Arts Alliance and the demonic cult.

Weren't they a thousand-year-old enemy?

Even if the Martial Arts Alliance were to just prepare to strike the demonic cult, the rumor would spread like wildfire and would surely shake the world, and if so, the news would have been enough to reach their ears, who were in Sichuan.

"If they have turned a blind eye to the deaths of hundreds of Thunderclap Sect members with other thoughts, I also have no intention of just letting it go."

Although it should be said that it was like Yang Jian, it was an extremely reckless thought.

Although the Twelve Honored Ones of the World were said to be hard to find an opponent, the Martial Arts Alliance was a place that could be called the main headquarters of the righteous path.

If one were to discuss the number one in the world among the Twelve Honored Ones, there were countless figures like stars, led by the Living Buddha, who would surely be included, and although they were hidden by the fame of the Twelve Honored Ones, there were numerous individual masters who looked down on the world.

If things were to go wrong and he were to face the Martial Arts Alliance alone, who could help Yang Jian?

"Are you saying that if the situation arises, you will even face the Martial Arts Alliance?"

"Of course! For the sake of my, Yang Jian's, honor, I can never back down."

"That's a reckless thought!"

Jiang Ziya frowned and got angry at Yang Jian's words.

How could he think of a person's life so lightly?

Moreover, Yang Jian was the head of a family who had a family and was the master of a sect who led the Thunderclap Sect.

For a statement from a great master, it was too inappropriate.

"Sometimes, honor can be more important than life or other things."

Yang Jian, seeing Jiang Ziya glaring at him as if he could not understand him, smiled calmly and patted him.

He also had no intention of rushing into the Martial Arts Alliance without any plan and to discuss the responsibility.

In the first place, from the perspective of the Martial Arts Alliance, they would not be able to treat him, who was checking the demonic cult, carelessly or to be hostile to him.

Moreover, although the Thunderclap Sect had collapsed, if he, the central figure, were to return, reconstruction was fully possible. For this reason, Yang Jian was fully aware of the need to act cautiously.

But if he didn't know the true intentions of the Martial Arts Alliance, there was no law that the same situation would not happen if he were to return to Hunan and to rebuild the Thunderclap Sect. To go to the Martial Arts Alliance and to find out their intentions. More than anything, that was the first thing.

"It is the head of the Tang Clan."

Although Jiang Ziya was about to retort to Yang Jian's words, he could not continue his words at the presence outside the door.

The head of the Tang Clan, whom he had been waiting for, had come to see them.

Thump!

Tang Yizheng, who had appeared with a slightly excited expression, looked around the arena in one go and confirmed the faces of the three people.

Although it was the first time he had met all three, he could deduce who each of them was by referring to their age and gender.

"My name is Tang Yizheng, the head of the Sichuan Tang Clan."

"My name is Yang Jian of the Thunderclap Sect. My comrades in the martial world call me the Twin Swords of Guankou."

"My name is Jiang Ziya."

"My name is Xi Xichang of the Sichuan Alliance."

The four people, who had exchanged greetings with a simple fist-and-palm salute, each sat down in the seat that Tang Yizheng had offered.

"Excuse me, but this is the first time I have met all three of you. May I know the reason for your sudden visit to the Tang Clan?"

Jiang Ziya could read the displeasure in his expression and tone.

Moreover, if it were Yang Jian, he was an ultimate master who looked down on the world.

Putting aside the reason, if he had come to the Tang Clan, Tang Yizheng could not have come out so coldly.

'Something is surely wrong.'

Jiang Ziya's guess had almost turned into a conviction.

The strange feeling he had sensed when he had entered the Tang Clan.

And the appearance of the Tang Clan's martial artists, who were moving busily for some reason.

Moreover, Jiang Ziya felt the anxiety and fear that Tang Yizheng was hiding behind his back.

"This is the first time I have met you, head of the Tang Clan. The reason for my sudden visit is because of a promise I made with the previous head of the family, the elder Tang Yizheng."

"My... my late father, you say?"

Tang Yizheng asked back as if he were confused.

Unlike his thoughts, it did not seem that all three had visited the Tang Clan with the same purpose.

The previous head of the Tang Clan and Tang Yizheng's father, Tang Yizheng, had passed away early due to the aftermath of the great war with the Black Contemplation Fortress.

But he was bewildered that Yang Jian had suddenly brought up his father.

"When I was young, I once helped your late father, who was in danger in Sichuan. At that time, your late father said that he wanted to repay the favor and said that he would give me something called the 'Anti-Poison Immortal Pill' of the Tang Clan."

"The Anti-Poison Immortal Pill, you say?"

The Anti-Poison Immortal Pill was a treasure of the Tang Clan and was a pill that required sixty years of cultivation.

The immortal pill, which was made by mixing the rare poisons and medicinal herbs of the world, had the effect of increasing one's power and avoiding ten thousand poisons, and it exerted a huge effect in healing internal injuries.

"That's right. Although it is a shameful thing to have come so late, since my situation has become urgent. Can you please give me that divine pill?"

The internal injuries that Yang Jian had suffered were so great that even if he were to eat high-quality restorative medicine and to treat his internal injuries, he would have to rest for at least a year or more.

In order for a master of Yang Jian's level to recover from his internal injuries quickly, he needed a great help, such as the body-to-body true qi of a master of a comparable level, a very powerful elixir, or the inner core of a spiritual beast.

"Are you really... saying that my father made a promise?"

"That's right. If you don't believe me, you can check the authenticity, as your late father entrusted this ring to me as a token."

The jade ring that Yang Jian had taken out from his pocket was surely the item of his late father.

Since it was impossible for a master of the world like Yang Jian to have come to the Tang Clan and to be telling a lie, it was clear that he was telling the truth.

But Tang Yizheng's position was truly difficult.

"I'm sorry, but it will be difficult to grant your request."

"Why? If necessary, I will pay the price."

"It's not a matter of price... it's because there is no divine medicine in the Tang Clan right now."

Since it was a divine pill that took sixty years to cultivate, there were not many divine pills themselves, but all three of the Anti-Poison Immortal Pills that had been stored in the Tang Clan had been used on Tang Yizheng's wife, Mrs. Yin, to create Nezha a long time ago.

Since it would take at least twenty years for the new divine pill that was being cultivated to be completed, it was no different from not being able to grant his request.

"Hmm..."

"Although there is no divine pill, since the Tang Clan has many divine elixirs that are comparable to it. Since you are the benefactor of my late father, I will do my best to help you."

Poison and medicine were like two sides of the same coin, and depending on how they were handled, poison could become medicine and medicine could become poison.

In that sense, the Tang Clan, which was said to be superior to anyone in the world in handling poison, was famous for its great pharmaceutical skills.

Although Yang Jian was not pleased, he had no other choice for now.

Although Tang Yizheng was disappointed that it had become difficult to send Yang Jian back quickly, since he could not turn away an absolute master who had appeared to repay a past favor, he thought it was a good thing that it had been sorted out at this level.

Now, what was left was the scholar of unknown identity and the witch of the Sichuan Alliance.

"Then, as for you two..."

Xi Xichang, before speaking bluntly, looked at Jiang Ziya for a moment.

Since it was clear that Tang Yizheng's reaction would be negative even if she were to get straight to the point, she was curious about the method that Jiang Ziya had boasted about.

Jiang Ziya, feeling the gazes of Xi Xichang from behind and Yang Jian from the side, met the two eyes of Tang Yizheng, who was staring at him intently.

"Although it's not the previous generation... I have come to see you at the request of the head of the Tang Clan's older brother."

"My older brother? I don't have an older brother, what is that, hmm..."

Tang Yizheng suddenly swallowed a groan.

A long time ago. He had recalled his half-brother who had kicked out of the Tang Clan.

He was also related to the experiment of the poison man.

The information about his half-brother was a top secret in the Tang Clan, and even to the outside world, the only child of Tang Yizheng was Tang Yizheng himself.

Jiang Ziya took out the wooden plaque that he had been asked for a long time ago from his pocket.

Although it was old and a little broken from the passage of time, it was maintaining the same appearance as when the Butterfly Scholar had clutched it like a treasure in the past.

"The elder who asked me for a favor was Tang Yishui, who was known in the martial world as the Butterfly Scholar."

"Gasp!"

(End of Chapter)