NOVPUB"Boom!"
With a single punch, he smashed a bandit’s skull, and the remaining bandits immediately scattered like scared animals.
Seeing this, Gu Peng did not pursue to completely annihilate them, and let them escape.
"In these chaotic times, it’s hard for ordinary people to survive!"
The Outer Hall Master sighed.
He originally thought the situation in Guangyang Prefecture was chaotic enough. But only when he truly left Guangyang Prefecture did he realize that compared to the outside world, Guangyang Prefecture could actually be considered stable.
There were natural disasters and man-made calamities, but at least most people could still eat and not be affected by the war.
However—
This was all temporary.
When the rebel army arrived, Guangyang Prefecture would inevitably become like these places.
Inside the carriage, Gu Qingfeng was indifferent.
"Whether a dynasty rises or falls, the people suffer. The order of this world has long collapsed, and unless the problem is solved at its root, it doesn’t matter who rules; the outcome will be the same!"
"Are you referring to magicians as the root problem the manor master mentioned?"
Gu Peng’s expression stiffened, as if he had thought of something.
"Yes, but not entirely so!"
Gu Qingfeng first nodded, then shook his head.
"Indeed, the existence of magicians is a significant problem, but this world has long been sick, terminally so. Only a thorough cleansing, scraping the bone to remove the poison, offers a chance for a complete cure!"
He said no more.
Talking more now was useless.
To change this world, one needed enough power.
After all.
This world still respects the strong.
The strong make the rules.
Only then can the weak survive.
Unfortunately, in this world where magicians are revered, those who have undergone the Evil Refining are not truly human in the strictest sense.
Such beings regard ordinary people as livestock.
This.
Is the most significant problem.
—
The procession moved on.
Before Gu Qingfeng lay a report about the Divine Fist Sect, which he had read dozens of times.
The Divine Fist Sect has a long history, tracing back three thousand years, when a True Intent Master emerged.
However.
Three thousand years ago.
The world was as chaotic as it is now.
The Sect Master of the Divine Fist Sect stepped into the chaos, wishing to attain enlightenment through killing, and to explore the inscrutable Grandmaster Realm.
Unfortunately.
In the end, he failed and perished in a great calamity.
Since then.
The Divine Fist Sect began to decline.
For thousands of years.
The Divine Fist Sect has deteriorated generation after generation. Two thousand years ago, the Sect still had Refining Organ level experts emerging, with even geniuses defying the heavens, becoming Grandmasters.
But even with such a Grandmaster appearing and briefly reviving the Divine Fist Sect, after that Grandmaster passed away, it fell into decline once again.
To the present.
The Divine Fist Sect publicly only has a few Bone Refining Realm martial artists in charge.
Ji Zong, known as the Divine Fist Vajra, is the top warrior of the Divine Fist Sect in the public eye.
However.
In Gu Qingfeng’s view, the foundations of the Divine Fist Sect are certainly not that simple.
"With three thousand years of inheritance, even if it has declined, it shouldn’t have fallen to this extent!"
Gu Qingfeng smiled faintly.
Gu Peng inquired curiously, "Does the manor master believe there are other powerful experts in the Divine Fist Sect?"
"Let’s not discuss the True Intent Master from three thousand years ago for now, but the passing of that Sect Master a few hundred years ago is indeed intriguing."
Gu Qingfeng shook his head.
A Grandmaster, even an Innate Grandmaster, can live for five hundred years.
If it is a Grandmaster of vitality, they can live for eight hundred years.
And another important point is.
Grandmaster!
Strong contenders of this level are almost at the pinnacle of the Martial World.
In this age where Magicians reign supreme, extending one’s lifespan is nothing short of simple for a Master.
Therefore,
Gu Qingfeng suspected,
that the Divine Fist Sect might very likely have a Magician among them.
And not just any Magician, but one who had achieved the status of Master.
A Magician of this level was destined to be much more powerful than an ordinary Magician.
Furthermore,
this possibility was not at all small.
After all, the Divine Fist Sect was in decline, but as a sect that once produced a True Intent Master, they certainly held many top-notch Martial Arts in their hands.
If the Divine Fist Sect were still at its peak then it would be another matter, but now that they were in decline and yet retained such a foundation without the coveting of other powers, this sufficed to explain a lot of issues.
Upon hearing this, Gu Peng’s expression also became unavoidably solemn.
"So it seems, the Divine Fist Sect really does have problems!"
As analyzed by Gu Qingfeng, the foundation of the Divine Fist Sect was indeed not as straightforward as it seemed on the surface.
A suspected Magician who had achieved the status of Master.
Even if the other party was only at the Spirit-controlling level, it was a terrifying existence.
After all.
A Master is indeed a Master.
This point was beyond question.
Having now broken through to the Perfection of the Refining Organ fifth realm, Gu Peng grew to understand more about the terror of a Master.
However,
looking at Gu Qingfeng standing before him with a calm demeanor, Gu Peng suppressed the little trepidation he felt in his heart.
What of a Master.
The one before him might not necessarily be unmanageable.
With a wave of Gu Qingfeng’s sleeve, the scroll recording information about the Divine Fist Sect turned into ash.
Afterwards,
he closed his eyes to meditate, preparing for the upcoming battle.
Seeing this,
Gu Peng didn’t dare to disturb him and quietly left the carriage.
...
Two days later,
the advancing team halted.
Gu Qingfeng’s tightly closed eyes opened, seeming to flash with a cold light but quickly grew calm again.
"Reporting to Lord Gu, the Divine Fist Sect has arrived!"
Outside the carriage, Gu Peng spoke respectfully.
As his voice fell, the curtain was lifted and Gu Qingfeng descended from inside.
In front of the carriage,
stood the gate of the Divine Fist Sect.
The strong members of the massive Divine Fist Sect had all appeared here, their expressions filled with solemnity as they looked toward the carriage.
On this trip, Gu Qingfeng had made no attempt to conceal his tracks, making it difficult for the Divine Fist Sect to not notice him.
The person leading them was none other than Zhong Yang, the current Deputy Sect Master of the Divine Fist Sect.
Upon seeing Gu Qingfeng step down from the carriage, Zhong Yang’s pupils slightly contracted; then he spoke in a loud voice.
"This is the Divine Fist Sect; what brings Lord Gu here today?"
Upon hearing this,
Gu Qingfeng did not reply but looked at the multitude of martial artists from the Divine Fist Sect before finally setting his gaze back on Zhong Yang.
"The Sect Master of the Divine Fist Sect, Ji Zong, orchestrated the killing of the current manor master of the Gu Family Manor; the Divine Fist Sect ought to provide an explanation for this matter."
His words,
made Zhong Yang’s expression slightly unpleasant: "Our Sect Master of the Divine Fist Sect has already fallen by Lord Gu’s hand; this affair should have ended our grievances. What further explanation does Your Excellency require from the Divine Fist Sect?"
"A mere Ji Zong dares not be compared with my son; if Ji Zong dared to act, his death was deserved, but your Divine Fist Sect must also pay a price!"
Gu Qingfeng sneered disdainfully, his words may sound calm but were filled with mockery to the ears of Zhong Yang and the others.
Immediately,
Zhong Yang became enraged.
"Lord Gu, you are acting rather overbearing!"
"Do you truly believe that my Divine Fist Sect has no one?"
Hearing these words, Gu Qingfeng suddenly laughed.
"Overbearing? So what if I am? Since you are unwilling to give an explanation, then the Divine Fist Sect need not exist anymore."
Saying this,
Gu Qingfeng’s expression turned ice cold as he waved his hand.
"Kill!"
