Chapter 10

"Junior Brother."

"Senior Brother."

...

The death of Yü Pán-tzu caused the people of Mount Tai Sect to cry out in sorrow. However, Ji Boyi could hear more fear than grief in their voices. Clearly, the divine might of that sword strike had shaken the resolve of these old men who had been occupying their positions without doing anything. This was one of the reasons why Ji Boyi chose to directly attack the Mount Tai Sect.

Compared to the fierce personality of the Heavenly Gate Taoist, these life-loving Yü generation members were easier to subdue. However, not everyone in a sect was without spirit. Among the Yü generation, there was one person with far-reaching insight.

"Senior Brothers and nephews, the evil cult has destroyed our home, massacred the Jade Emperor Peak, and killed so many of us. Today, even if we die, we must make them pay a price."

While Yü Jizi and Yü Yinzǐ remained silent, Yü Zhongzi stepped forward. With just one sentence, he stirred up the anger and grief in the hearts of the disciples.

"If you put down your swords, I guarantee that none of you will lose your lives."

"Can we trust the words of the evil cult?"

Yü Zhongzi said coldly, then led the charge, thrusting his sword at Ji Boyi. At this moment, even Yü Jizi and Yü Yinzǐ had no choice but to draw their swords and fight.

After all, this was in front of the ancestral hall of the Mount Tai Sect. No matter how incapable they were, they could not surrender to the evil cult here.

"Seeking death."

At this moment, Ji Boyi's expression turned cold. Since persuasion had failed, he could only speak with his sword.

As soon as Ji Boyi spoke, the Four Friends of Jiangnan each displayed their unique skills, engaging the remaining Yü generation Taoists of the Mount Tai Sect. The sound of the zither rang out as Huang Zhonggong held the zither in his left hand and plucked the strings with his right, unleashing his ultimate skill, "Seven-string Invisible Sword."

Beside him, Heibai Zi held a chessboard, and countless black and white pieces shot out like projectiles. Under the power of his internal energy, the pieces were as heavy as a thousand catties, causing several Mount Tai Sect disciples to break bones and spit blood when hit.

The other two, Tubi Weng and Danqing Sheng, took on Yü Jizi and Yü Yinzǐ, leaving Yü Zhongzi to face Ji Boyi.

"Calm and composed, dealing with matters calmly. If you were one of us, I would be very pleased."

Facing Yü Zhongzi's Mount Tai Sword Technique, Ji Boyi didn't even need to move his feet, responding with ease.

With his right hand, he wielded the True Wu Sword, blocking and parrying with a basic Wudang Sword Technique, which he executed smoothly and continuously.

Before long, Yü Zhongzi had exhausted his "Eighteen Bends of Mount Tai" sword technique. Just as he was about to start over, Ji Boyi saw through the secret. He unleashed the final move of the Wudang Sword Technique, "Five Strings of the Hand," with a thunderous slash.

The ancient True Wu Sword struck through the gap in Yü Zhongzi's sword technique. In an instant, blood splattered, and an arm was severed by Ji Boyi.

"AAAAAAA..."

Losing his right arm, Yü Zhongzi couldn't help but scream in agony, probably the greatest pain he had ever experienced in his life.

"My hand."

As Yü Zhongzi's eyes bulged in shock, a cold blade was already pressed against his throat.

At this moment, the entire Mount Tai Sect had been taken by the Sun Moon Cult.

The Four Friends of Jiangnan easily captured Yü Jizi and Yü Yinzǐ.

With the highest-ranking Yü generation Taoists captured, the other disciples dropped their swords and surrendered, showing no spirit.

"Evil cult scum, you'd better kill me. Otherwise, the Five Mountains Sword Sect will one day attack Blackwood Cliff and make you taste the pain of being exterminated."

Despite losing an arm, Yü Zhongzi remained unbowed, still spouting threats. This made the members of the Sun Moon Cult, including the Four Friends of Jiangnan, glare at him in anger. However, Ji Boyi smiled, then flicked his wrist, sending a large head flying into the sky, covered in blood. It landed on the ground, leaving a clear trail of blood.

Yü Zhongzi's face showed disbelief as the head landed in front of the restrained Yü Jizi, who struggled to move backward in fear.

"Is there anyone else who refuses to submit to our cult?"

As Ji Boyi spoke, he still wore a faint smile, taking a white handkerchief from Jiang Han and carefully wiping the blood from the True Wu Sword.

"Chief, I am willing to submit. I am willing to hand over the internal cultivation techniques and sword techniques of the Mount Tai Sect in exchange for my life."

"I have long heard of the reputation of the Sun Moon Cult and have always wanted to join. If the Chief does not mind, Yü Yinzǐ requests to join the cult."

Ji Boyi's ruthless killing of Yü Pán-tzu and Yü Zhongzi completely shattered the courage of Yü Jizi and Yü Yinzǐ. They immediately knelt and surrendered without any dignity. Their actions greatly shocked some of the younger disciples of the Mount Tai Sect, causing their beliefs to collapse.

Some of the more spirited young people looked angry, while the timid ones turned away, unable to bear it. However, most people were numb and submissive.

"Very well, those who understand the times are wise. Let's wait together on Jade Emperor Peak for the arrival of your Mount Tai Sect's leader. We'll give him a 'surprise' gift."

Ji Boyi sheathed the clean True Wu Sword and threw away the blood-stained white handkerchief. Jiang Han obediently took the True Wu Sword from Ji Boyi, holding it like a sword bearer. Unfortunately, his appearance was too imposing, lacking the delicate beauty.

Next, they naturally counted the casualties and the spoils. The results made Ji Boyi feel both moved and pained. Although they had taken the Mount Tai Sect, nearly twenty of his subordinates had died, and more than half were injured, reducing their strength by over thirty percent.

"This is just the Mount Tai Sect. If we want to take the entire Five Mountains Sword Sect or the Lingjiu Temple and Wudang Sect, we will need to mobilize the entire Sun Moon Cult."

As Ji Boyi lamented the difficulty of being a leader, the rewards came.

"Chief, this is the account of the Mount Tai Sect, totaling 37,000 taels of incense money, and about 80,000 taels of silver in real estate."

Yü Jizi respectfully reported the property, and under the direction of the Four Friends of Jiangnan, several boxes of gold and silver and a stack of silver bills and deeds were brought to Ji Boyi.

"Give each member 100 taels of silver as a reward, double for the hall leaders, and 200 taels as compensation for the families of the deceased. Tubi Weng, write this down and send it to their families."

Ji Boyi finished speaking, and Tubi Weng immediately took out his writing brush and recorded the names of the deceased members.

"Chief, this is the martial arts manual of the Mount Tai Sect, established over 300 years ago. Please inspect it."

Following Yü Jizi, Yü Yinzǐ flatteringly presented several ancient books.

Ji Boyi was not very interested in the Mount Tai Sect's martial arts. In this world, he had already combined the principles of Tai Chi with the evil cult's techniques and Wudang's methods, forging his own path. The Mount Tai Sect, as a minor player, had techniques he didn't really value.

However, out of curiosity, he still flipped through them.

"The True Secrets of Mount Tai," "Bright Moon Without Clouds," "Rugged Peaks Blocking the Sky," "Eighteen Bends of Mount Tai"...

He quickly flipped through them, pausing only for "Five Doctors Sword" and "Seven Stars Falling from the Sky," which caught his attention. The rest he glanced over, causing Yü Yinzǐ's lips to twitch.

"Hmm."

At this moment, Ji Boyi suddenly showed surprise, pulling out a relatively new book from the stack and reading it carefully.

Huang Zhonggong, who was serving him, curiously glanced at the cover, which had an unfamiliar name.

"How to Ascend Mount Tai!"

At this moment, Ji Boyi's expression became serious, and he extended his left hand, beginning to gesture.

"Chief..."

Huang Zhonggong's shout snapped Ji Boyi out of his trance.

"Marvelous, truly marvelous. I didn't expect the Mount Tai Sect to have such a profound sword technique. No, this has transcended the level of a sword technique and can be considered a high-level martial art. If someone in your Mount Tai Sect had mastered this, the position of the Five Mountains Alliance leader would not have been Zuo Lengchan's."

Ji Boyi's face showed surprise, regret, and excitement, arousing the curiosity of everyone present. Everyone knew his skills, and no one else could have easily killed two Yü generation Taoists.

But even with his martial arts, he gave such high praise to the Mount Tai Sect's "How to Ascend Mount Tai," which piqued everyone's curiosity.

"Tell me about the origin of this technique."

Ji Boyi handed the manual to Huang Zhonggong on his left and turned to Yü Yinzǐ.

"This is a technique passed down in our lineage, created by the fourth-generation leader of the Mount Tai Sect, Taoist Yixin. However, after the fourth-generation leader passed away, no one in our sect has been able to master this technique. In the past, some could grasp the basics, but by my generation, only the manual remains. The requirements for practicing this technique are too difficult, and its power is unknown, so it has been almost forgotten by the disciples of the Mount Tai Sect."

Hearing Yü Yinzǐ's words, Ji Boyi looked very regretful.

"What a pity, not to have lived in the same era as Taoist Yixin. Otherwise, I would have bowed to him as a disciple."

"Chief, if someone could really master this technique, it would indeed be incredibly powerful, but it is impossible to master."

At this moment, Huang Zhonggong, who had finished reading the manual, interjected. He then passed it to Heibai Zi, but the restless Tubi Weng and Danqing Sheng also came over to read it.

"Indeed, this technique can be considered the highest art of the Mount Tai Sect's sword techniques. When using it, one hand holds the sword, and the other hand performs calculations. The key is not in the sword technique but in the calculations. It involves calculating the enemy's position, martial arts school, height, weapon size, and the height of the sunlight, among other things. The calculations are extremely complex, but once they are accurate, the sword strike will always hit its mark."

"This is impractical."

After reading, Heibai Zi frowned and gave this conclusion. Among the Four Friends of Jiangnan, he was the most skilled in calculations. Even he, a chess master, felt at a loss with this technique.