Dong Yichen and Hua Yu were startled by the old Daoist's roar, and they hurried over in confusion.
To avoid suspicion from the disheveled old Daoist, Lin Feng also pretended to be unfazed and followed.
“Daoist priest, what are you yelling about so early in the morning?”
Dong Yichen asked the disheveled old Daoist, who had disheveled hair, with a look of bewilderment.
The disheveled old Daoist turned around, and his fierce expression immediately startled Dong Yichen and Hua Yu.
The disheveled old Daoist was clenching his fists, his knuckles almost crushed.
His dirty face revealed a monstrous killing intent.
His blood-red eyes seemed about to spew blood.
“Did you do it? The Four Symbols Beast Trapping Formation that I spent so long setting up was broken overnight. Do you know how important this formation is to me?”
The old Daoist questioned them fiercely.
“Daoist priest, don't scare us. What Four Symbols Beast Trapping Formation? We've never even heard of it!”
Dong Yichen said innocently.
“Yes, Daoist priest. We are just minor figures. How could we possibly come into contact with the level of things you're talking about?”
“What’s wrong with you? Are you stimulated by something?”
Lin Feng walked over with a smile, feigning ignorance.
“That’s right, how could you mortals have the ability to break the formation I set up!”
“But if it wasn’t you, then who was it?”
The disheveled old Daoist rubbed his temples painfully, falling into thought.
“Daoist priest, why don’t we eat first? I’ve made breakfast. You can think while you eat.”
Hua Yu said softly. Although she didn't know why the disheveled old Daoist was acting so strangely, she could tell that he was quite stimulated.
“That’s fine, I do need some quiet time.”
The disheveled old Daoist realized his reaction was a bit excessive. He adjusted his emotions and returned to the humble dwelling to eat.
“Daoist priest, did you offend someone in the Kunlun Sect? To be able to break your formation, they must be a master at your level!”
Dong Yichen said while eating.
“I’ve offended too many people, but they don’t have this ability!”
“If I have to say who is at my level, it’s Duan Chen!”
The disheveled old Daoist thought of someone.
“Duan Chen? What does Duan Chen do?”
Dong Yichen asked in confusion.
“He’s the sect leader of the Kunlun Sect, my senior brother.”
The disheveled old Daoist slammed his chopsticks on the table, getting angrier as he thought about it. “Duan Chen, how dare you break my formation!”
“Just you wait, I’m going to confront you for an explanation right now!”
The disheveled old Daoist lost his appetite and was about to leave.
“Daoist priest, take us with you! We’ve been in the Kunlun Sect for so long, we haven’t seen much of the world.”
Dong Yichen said urgently, eager to witness the disciples and elders of the Kunlun Sect.
“Very well, a fierce battle will be unavoidable later. It will be safer for you to stay by my side!”
The disheveled old Daoist said, waving his hand and taking Lin Feng and the other two to the main peak of the Kunlun Sect.
As a result, as soon as they arrived at the mountain gate, they were shocked by the scene before them.
The magnificent mountain gate was adorned with white lanterns, and the disciples guarding the mountain were all wearing mourning attire.
“Disciple greets Martial Uncle Duan Liang!”
The mountain-guarding disciples stepped forward to salute as soon as they saw the disheveled old Daoist appear.
“No need for formalities. I need to see the Sect Leader, my senior brother. You two, lead the way!”
The disheveled old Daoist, with a displeased expression, was determined to argue with Duan Chen.
“Martial Uncle, do you really want to find the Sect Leader?”
The mountain-guarding disciple asked in surprise.
“Of course I want to find him! He broke my formation and ruined my grand plan. How can I swallow this anger?”
The disheveled old Daoist was furious, his heart aching at the thought of it.
“But the Sect Leader passed away last night. No one is allowed to leave the mountain now. Martial Uncle Duan Jie is holding a three-day funeral ceremony for the Sect Leader.”
“If you go to the main hall now, please control your temper!”
The mountain-guarding disciple reminded him with a look of consternation.
“What? Duan Chen passed away last night?”
The disheveled old Daoist was a bit stunned.
If that were the case, then the person who broke his Four Symbols Beast Trapping Formation last night would not have been Duan Chen.
“Damn it! I misunderstood Duan Chen. What funeral ceremony? I’m not interested in attending.”
Realizing his trip was in vain, the disheveled old Daoist was about to take Lin Feng and the other two back.
“Daoist priest, since we’re here, let’s go in and have a look. Besides, even if it wasn’t Daoist Duan Chen, maybe it was someone else.”
“For example, Duan Jie, or other Duan individuals, aren’t they all your peers? Maybe they did it?”
Dong Yichen didn't want to miss this opportunity to see the world.
“That’s true. I haven’t interacted with my peers for a long time. Perhaps they really have this strength now.”
The disheveled old Daoist pondered, then waved his hand, and the mountain gate automatically opened.
“Let’s go. If you want to see the world, follow this Daoist.”
The disheveled old Daoist strode ahead with his hands behind his back, full of confidence.
As an elder of the Duan generation, the disheveled old Daoist still held considerable authority.
Wherever he passed, disciples bowed and greeted him as Uncle or Martial Uncle.
“Martial Uncle Duan Liang, why are you here?”
Ge Dazhuang, wearing mourning attire, happened to pass by and saw the disheveled old Daoist, feeling incredulous.
“My dear boy, is it not normal for your uncle to be here? The Sect Leader, my senior brother, has passed away. Naturally, I, as his junior brother, must come to send him off.”
The disheveled old Daoist rolled his eyes and said unhappily.
“But Martial Uncle Duan Liang, you’re not this kind of person at all!”
“You usually don’t take your martial uncles and senior martial uncles seriously. Let alone the Sect Leader passing away, even if the Kunlun Sect were destroyed, you wouldn’t seem to care much, would you?”
Ge Dazhuang exposed him mercilessly.
Lin Feng saw Ge Dazhuang speaking carelessly, with barbs in his words, and felt that Ge Dazhuang’s mind was not quite right.
To dare to tease the disheveled old Daoist like this, wasn't this fatty asking for trouble?
Dong Yichen thought the same as Lin Feng, and also felt that Ge Dazhuang's words were a bit sharp.
Unexpectedly, the disheveled old Daoist not only didn't get angry but instead smiled and patted Ge Dazhuang's shoulder.
“My dear boy, you understand your uncle best.”
The disheveled old Daoist said with a smile, his eyes filled with affection for Ge Dazhuang.
“Of course, we get along so well, father and son.”
Ge Dazhuang chuckled. Being inherently laid-back, his philosophy of life aligned perfectly with the disheveled old Daoist's.
Although the disheveled old Daoist’s character was questionable, he also had a laid-back personality.
Everything was irrelevant to him, whatever happened, happened!
Therefore, Ge Dazhuang had always been close to the disheveled old Daoist and was deeply favored by him.
“My dear boy, please take these people around for your uncle. I have important business to attend to, so I’ll take my leave.”
The disheveled old Daoist entrusted Lin Feng and the others to Ge Dazhuang, and then flew towards the Kunlun Grand Hall directly ahead.
“Daoist priest, take me with you!”
Dong Yichen made a move to follow but was stopped by Ge Dazhuang.
“Go where! Nothing good happens wherever Martial Uncle Duan Liang goes. If you go with him, aren't you just asking for trouble!”
“Listen to me, don’t go anywhere. It’s a period of mountain lockdown, don’t cause trouble.”
Ge Dazhuang reminded him very seriously.