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Chapter 570 What if we demolish this mountain gate? Then Old Man Fu's going up the mountain wou

"What's wrong? Does that mean you, this old Taoist priest, are allowed to dress up like a respectable gentleman every day, but I, this old monster, can't wear new clothes?"

Ming Jingxing raised his chin, then pulled Bai Yue to his side and said loudly to Master Yinian.

"Let me tell you, my precious grandson has formed a 'People's Protection Alliance' and is vying for the title of martial arts alliance leader! As her grandfather, I'm here to support her and give her my support."

"grandson?"

Upon hearing this, Master Yinian immediately turned his gaze to Bai Yue, who was dressed as a man. This "young man" had delicate features and a heroic air with a touch of restraint. Moreover, he seemed to have seen him somewhere before.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Ming Jingxing became even more smug, patted Bai Yue's shoulder forcefully, and boasted loudly.

"That's right! This is my grandson, Ming Jingxing! What do you think, Master Yinian? Isn't my grandson just as handsome and dashing as I am?"

“Grandmaster, this is the disciple that the sect leader exceptionally accepted a few months ago. His Daoist name is Ruozhi, and he has been training outside before.”

Ruogu quickly stepped forward and respectfully reported back.

"I remember now, isn't this young friend Bai?"

Upon Ruogu's mention, Yinian Zhenren suddenly remembered that the man before him was Bai Dazhuang, who had come to Zixiao Temple with Lu Wangyou. Then, a new doubt arose in his eyes, and he turned to Ming Jingxing to ask.

"Old Master Ming, if I remember correctly, this young friend's surname is Bai, while yours is Ming. How... how did young friend Bai become your grandson?"

"What? My adopted grandson isn't good enough?"

Ming Jingxing glared at him, his voice full of righteous indignation.

"Although we are not blood relatives, he is closer to me than my own grandson! Anyway, my grandson and I are going to establish this 'People's Protection Alliance' today! When we get to the arena, we don't care about the three upper sects, the six middle sects, or the nine lower gangs. Every single one of them will be completely subdued by my grandson!"

These words were extremely arrogant, as if they trampled the existing power structure of the entire martial arts world underfoot!

"Whoosh—!"

The scene fell into dead silence instantly, and then all sorts of ambiguous gazes shot towards Bai Yue and Ming Jingxing like sharp arrows!

Disciples from almost every sect cast angry, mocking, or hostile glances at him.

This old man and this young man are simply arrogant to the extreme!

Bai Yue felt the hostility around her suddenly escalate, almost solidifying into a tangible force, and her lips twitched as she sighed inwardly.

"Grandpa Ming... You've really stirred up a lot of hatred! They're afraid of your cultivation level, so they don't dare to come at you directly. Doesn't all this hostility have to be transferred to me?"

However, after hearing these arrogant words, Master Yinian was not angry at all. Instead, he stroked his beard and laughed heartily.

The hearty laughter eased the tense atmosphere.

"Hahaha! Good! What a great 'People's Protection Alliance'! What a great way to subdue everyone!"

After laughing, he looked at Bai Yue with approval, his eyes filled with the expectations of an elder for a younger generation.

"Old Master Ming speaks arrogantly, but his words are rough but his reasoning is sound. Heroes have always emerged from among the young. The future of the martial arts world needs this kind of spirit and courage! Young friend Bai, I am very much looking forward to your performance at the martial arts tournament."

"You flatter me."

Bai Yue could only chuckle twice and bow with her hands clasped in greeting.

"I will do my best and live up to your expectations."

Before she could finish speaking, the smile on Yinian Zhenren's face suddenly froze, his gaze abruptly shifting to the side of the crowd, his pupils contracting sharply as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.

His lips trembled slightly, and he tentatively called out in an almost hesitant voice.

"Senior... Senior Brother?"

That single word, "Senior Brother," though not loud, was like an invisible thunderclap, instantly drowning out all the noise at the foot of the mountain.

Following Master Yinian's gaze, everyone saw Fu Wenzhu leading Fu Xiuyu and Lu Wangyou, walking slowly towards them.

"Junior brother, it's been a long time!"

As if responding to the other party's call, Fu Wenzhu replied with a smile.

The face of Master Yinian was instantly filled with immense joy!

He no longer cared about seniority or demeanor, and rushed to Fu Wenzhu like a boy seeing a long-lost relative, grabbing his wrists tightly with both hands.

"Senior brother! It really is you! That's wonderful! That's wonderful! After all these years... I've finally seen you again!"

Tears welled in his eyes, and he gripped Fu Wenzhu's hand with immense force, as if letting go would cause his beloved senior brother, whom he had just regained, to disappear once more.

Looking at his junior brother, whose hair and beard were now completely white but whose temperament remained fiery, Fu Wenzhu's eyes also revealed a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of deep emotion or reflection) that had settled with the passage of time. He gently patted the back of Yinian Zhenren's hand, his voice gentle and tinged with a sigh.

“Junior brother, decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and you have grown old. However, the spirit in your eyes is still the same as that little junior brother who used to run behind me.”

"Senior brother, you are making fun of me."

Master Yinian felt a little embarrassed by what he said, but he still held Fu Wenzhu's hand tightly and said eagerly.

"Senior brother, now that you're back, come with me up the mountain! The sea of ​​clouds on the back mountain is still as magnificent as it was back then, and the ancient pine tree we planted with our own hands is now flourishing with lush foliage..."

He talked on and on, his eyes full of anticipation, eager to tell his senior brother about all the changes that had taken place over the years.

However, Fu Wenzhu shook her head, interrupting his enthusiastic invitation.

“Junior brother, I appreciate your kindness. But when I left the sect, I made a solemn vow before the statue of our patriarch that I would never again set foot in the Zixiao Temple. The vow still rings in my ears, how can I break it?”

"Senior brother..."

Upon hearing this, Master Yinian's fervent enthusiasm was instantly cooled down as if doused with a bucket of cold water.

His smile froze, and his voice lowered.

"Why are you doing this? If you hadn't been troubled by love and entangled by personal feelings back then, you should have inherited the position of head of Zixiao Temple! With your talent and magnanimity, you would surely have been able to make Zixiao Temple flourish and far surpass its current size!"

"Junior brother, be careful what you say."

Fu Wenzhu interrupted him again, her tone still calm, but with a sense of worldly wisdom.

"The past is past, and the rights and wrongs are all gone. There is no need to mention them again. You are of pure character, have the world in your heart, and are fair in your dealings. It is the most suitable person and the one who deserves the support of the people to take the position of sect leader."

He paused, his gaze slowly sweeping over Fu Xiuyu and Lu Wangyou beside him, a tender, fatherly look flashing in his eyes.

"As for me... I have never regretted my choice. In life, you gain some things and you lose others. I lost the power to rule Zixiao and the glory of my sect, but I also gained something more precious. Now, my family is reunited and I live a peaceful life. I am already very satisfied."

"Senior brother..."

Looking at Fu Wenzhu in front of him, Master Yinian wanted to persuade her again, but he didn't know how to start. Just then, Ming Jingxing suddenly roared.

"Dazhuang, what did you say? If we tear down this mountain gate, then Old Fu's going up the mountain won't be considered breaking his oath?"