After Chen Jiuyang's battle with Xi Butui, his martial path was at a standstill. It was Monk Puhui who emerged to guide him, leading to Chen Jiuyang's enlightenment and his entry into the gate of the invincible divine path.
It was quite uncanny that Monk Puhui could sense Chen Jiuyang's need for help from a thousand miles away.
Monk Puhui had once mentioned that he had offended someone and had been hiding in the deep mountains and remote countryside for years to evade his enemies.
Chen Jiuyang pondered this as he asked, "What trouble did your master get into?"
The young monk replied, "Three troubles."
"The first is that my master secretly learned the Yi Jing from Shaolin Temple back then, and Shaolin Temple issued a wanted order to hunt him down."
"Now my master has revealed himself and is being pursued by Shaolin Temple."
"The second is that my master deduced the location of an ancient ruin through the Yi Jing. Ten years ago, my master uttered a sentence that led thirty-six martial arts families to the ruin, killing two hundred martial artists."
"This time, my master has successfully deduced the location and plans to enter the ruin, but those thirty-six martial arts families will not let my master go."
"The third is that those people have now joined forces and have cornered my master in a certain area."
Chen Jiuyang's heart sank. He had anticipated that Monk Puhui might cause trouble, but he hadn't expected him to stir up such significant problems.
Thirty-six martial arts families, killing two hundred martial artists, offending Shaolin Temple, and now being hunted down.
Monk Puhui was currently trapped like a turtle in a jar, intending to use Chen Jiuyang as a blade to carve out a path to survival.
The risk was great, but the rewards were even greater.
Chen Jiuyang had broken through his limits and entered the divine realm, and he possessed the divine ability of 'Felling Immortals.' However, divine abilities were just abilities; Chen Jiuyang himself had not yet stepped onto the path of invincible divinity.
Chen Jiuyang deliberated for a long time before saying, "I agree to this matter."
"Where is Puhui currently trapped?"
"Qinling. Benefactor Chen, since you have agreed, please depart quickly." The young monk urged him.
It seemed Monk Puhui was truly pushed to the brink.
Chen Jiuyang turned to inform the Chen family patriarch, explaining the situation. The patriarch immediately advised him, "Jiuyang, the Dragon Country Martial Ranking is about to be held. Soon, you will need to travel to Longjing to await the competition. At this time, you should remain calm and avoid unnecessary trouble."
However, Chen Jiuyang's mind was made up. "Patriarch, my martial path requires tempering, and I must also repay favors. I am telling you this in the hope that you will not send anyone to follow me, but rather stay in Qingzhu Village and protect my family and loved ones."
"The path of invincible divinity must be walked by myself. This opportunity will allow me to cast aside all worldly distractions and focus on tempering my martial path."
The Chen family patriarch pondered. Chen Jiuyang, throughout his journey, seemed to have been forced to grow stronger at every step, thus possessing unparalleled talent. He had even created his own martial path and was now venturing onto the path of invincible divinity, yet Chen Jiuyang never seemed overly happy.
If Chen Jiuyang continued to be suppressed and manipulated like this, he might develop inner demons sooner or later.
After much consideration, the Chen family patriarch sighed and waved his hand, "I agree. Go, then. I will protect your relatives, family, and women."
Chen Jiuyang said, "I will resolve this matter as quickly as possible and then rush to Longjing to participate in the Martial Ranking competition."
"Alright."
Immediately after, Chen Jiuyang made arrangements with Yao Zixuan, instructed Fang Bahua and Deng Zun to remain in Qingzhu Village for their cultivation, and to assist Yao Zixuan in managing his Xuan Yang Marquis assets. Then, Chen Jiuyang called Feng Hanhou, borrowed his helicopter, and set off for Qinling.
"Vroom vroom vroom!"
Chen Jiuyang departed in the helicopter. The Chen family patriarch sighed, his eyes filled with worry. He was unsure whether letting Chen Jiuyang leave alone this time was a good or bad thing.
Chen Jiuyang had rarely owed anyone favors throughout his journey; most people owed him. Chen Jiuyang had a premonition that if he didn't repay Monk Puhui's karmic debt this time, it would lead to more trouble later.
First, to temper his martial path with a clear mind; second, to repay Monk Puhui's guidance in his martial path; and third, a premonition from the unknown.
With these three points combined, Chen Jiuyang agreed and set off for Qinling to rescue Monk Puhui.
Chen Jiuyang only brought his Yan Sheng Saber on this journey, carrying no medicinal pills or herbs.
After flying for an unknown duration, as they neared Qinling.
"Beep! Beep! Beep!"
An alarm suddenly sounded inside the helicopter. The pilot exclaimed, "Marquis Xuan Yang, it's a missile!"
Chen Jiuyang, who had been resting with his eyes closed, instantly opened them. A missile?
Within Dragon Country, only the Six Doors and the military were permitted to use thermal weapons. No one else dared to use them, let alone a highly destructive weapon like a missile.
Who dared to fire a missile at the helicopter of a Marquis?
Chen Jiuyang had no time to ponder. He immediately grabbed the helicopter pilot and jumped out of the aircraft.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
The whistling wind roared past Chen Jiuyang's ears. Moments later, the helicopter was directly hit by the missile, exploding into fragments and scattering across the sky.
Chen Jiuyang flew using his qi, safely landing on the ground with the helicopter pilot.
Qinling was mostly desolate mountains. They were nearing Qinling now, but there were people here, which meant he wasn't far from Monk Puhui's encirclement.
"Thank you, Marquis Xuan Yang." The helicopter pilot's face was pale. Having survived a near-death experience, he repeatedly thanked the Marquis Xuan Yang.
If not for Marquis Xuan Yang, he would have died under that projectile.
The world of martial artists was truly too different from that of ordinary people.
Chen Jiuyang said calmly, "It's nothing. You are my master's man. You gave me a ride, and I couldn't let anything happen to you, or I wouldn't be able to explain it to my master."
"Who goes there!"
Shortly after, a group of martial artists in Six Doors constable uniforms appeared before Chen Jiuyang. The leader held a firearm, its dark muzzle aimed at Chen Jiuyang and the helicopter pilot.
Chen Jiuyang announced loudly, "I am Marquis Xuan Yang of Feng Province."
"Marquis Xuan Yang of Feng Province?"
"Verify his information."
Moments later, a Six Doors constable reported, "Return report, Marquis Xuan Yang of Feng Province is indeed this person."
Chen Jiuyang said expressionlessly, "What is the meaning of the Six Doors constables shooting down my helicopter with a missile?"
"I request an explanation from you, or do you all think I am too easily bullied?"
The Six Doors commander was a middle-aged man with a square face and a capable demeanor. He said coldly, "The Qinling area has been sealed off by our Six Doors. No one is allowed to enter Qinling now. Marquis Xuan Yang, you arrived in a helicopter without prior notification, so we could only use thermal weapons to shoot down your aircraft."
Chen Jiuyang's brow furrowed. There was something strange about this.
He asked, "What is happening within Qinling that even a Marquis Xuan Yang, appointed by Longjing, is not allowed to enter?"
"I'm sorry, we cannot tell you." The Six Doors commander said coldly, "Now, please leave the Qinling area, Marquis Xuan Yang."
Chen Jiuyang surveyed the Six Doors constables before him and slowly said,
"My martial path requires tempering. Today, I must enter this Qinling. What will you do?"
The atmosphere in the vicinity suddenly turned tense.