Chapter 95: Independent Sect
Chapter 95: Independent Sect
The two groups confronted each other, and Qin Baiqing stood alone at the feet of Qingyun Patriarch.
He showed his calm face and calmly accepted Qin Baiqing's protection.
No matter what everyone was thinking, Qin Feiyu kept a calm face, but he was secretly happy in his heart.
"So many of you are bullying him. You are so shameless!" Qin Baiqing spat.
She looked around and suddenly fixed her sight on a shiny golden skull. She was immediately puzzled and pointed at the monk hiding in the crowd and asked, "Aren't you a monk? Why are you bullying others?"
Still hiding behind!
It is simply a smear on the good man Zhu Fu.
Being discovered, the monk had no intention of hiding. He stood out and said with a smile, "All of you fellow Taoists are here, how can I be absent? I am just participating today. No matter how you deal with the inheritance in the future, I have no intention of interfering."
He nodded to Qin Baiqing with a harmless look, "I just want to know the result."
"What's the result?" Qin Baiqing was a little confused.
When she arrived, she only saw that these people seemed to be besieging Qin Feiyu, and she didn't know the ins and outs of it. She looked suspicious when she heard this.
Feng Budu, who was following behind Qin Baiqing, arrived late. As soon as he stepped into the center of the crowd, he only heard a few words from the monk.
But that didn't stop him from instantly guessing what was happening here.
"It's bad!" He looked at Qin Baiqing suddenly, and saw that she was squinting her eyes and thinking about something, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
We can't let her speak again!
Feng Budu was stunned for a moment and then hurried forward, trying to cover Qin Baiqing's mouth, but it was too late.
"Are you... talking about my heritage?"
She turned around with a confused look, and then said to everyone as a matter of course: "But the inheritance is mine, and I will decide how to deal with it myself. What does it have to do with Qingyun Sect?"
"It's over..." Feng Budu's eyes darkened, but he finally let her say it out.
Here, Qin Baiqing was still thinking hard.
It turns out that they besieged Patriarch Qingyun in order to discuss the destination of their inheritance?
But what does inheritance have to do with them?
She frowned in confusion, and when she saw that everyone was speechless, she thought she had convinced them, and her expression relaxed, thinking that they were just being ignorant.
Feng Budu, who witnessed everything, sighed and resigned himself to his fate by sending two messages, one to Xingzhi and one to Xiao Xingyun.
There were only two simple words in the message: Come quickly.
He knew that this matter would not end so easily, and the fact was just as Feng Budu had expected. The ancestors were all smart people, and after they reacted, they showed joy and looked at each other.
His eyes are full of little calculations.
"Could it be that you are unwilling to hand over your inheritance to Qingyun Sect?" someone asked tentatively, "Have you decided to leave Qingyun Sect?"
Obtaining the inheritance but not handing it in, isn't this an attempt to leave the sect?
Although there is no principle in the world of cultivation that inheritance must be handed over to the sect, since the sect has been protecting the disciples for many years, especially during such large-scale competitions, the disciples rely on the sect for the opportunity to enter the competition. In this way, handing over the inheritance is actually an established rule.
No one says it explicitly, but everyone does it.
Now that Qin Baiqing couldn't say she was handing it over, everyone naturally thought that she wanted to sever her ties with Qingyun.
In this case, isn't the opportunity here?
Thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind in a flash, and Qin Baiqing was still standing there in a daze, not expecting that she had become a piece of fat meat in everyone's eyes.
"My friend, you are about to say goodbye to Qingyun. Are you interested in coming to my Qianji Pavilion?" A sturdy monk with shining eyes came out and tried to force a smile on his ferocious face to coax a child. "As long as you come, I will make your magic weapon myself in the future."
"...It's dirty and tiring, don't do it." Qin Baiqing dodged his approach, but accidentally fell into the arms of a fairy. The female cultivator's voice was as loud as a silver bell, and she came in front of Qin Baiqing and giggled, "My friend, you are right, we don't want to be dirty and tiring weapon cultivators.
Why don't you come to Miaoyin Sect? I will teach you how to play Linglong music and kill people without them even noticing."
"I don't understand!" Qin Baiqing was so annoyed that she covered her ears and said, "I'm tone-deaf, I won't learn..."
She rejected many people in a row, but more people were eager to try, and even a few demon cultivators surrounded her, seemingly sizing up Qin Baiqing.
This is a treasure.
Moreover, he announced in front of them that he was going to leave Qingyun, so it was only right for them to take advantage of this opportunity.
Pick up the little genius and all the inheritance, and let Qingyun Sect and Qingyun Patriarch cry.
Thinking of this, someone secretly glanced at Qin Feiyu, and became more excited when he saw that he had no reaction.
"My friend, why don't you come and learn sword skills!"
“You should learn from us…”
"No one is allowed to come over!" Qin Baiqing suddenly spoke, stretching out a hand to stop more people from approaching.
She was a little annoyed, raised her little face and said proudly: "I have my own sect, called Xinghai Sect, and I am the sect master!"
"I won't go to your sect," she paused and looked at everyone critically, "but if you want to come, I can consider it."
"You? You founded your own sect?" Someone paused, and said with a hint of disapproval, "You are quite arrogant. Little friend, you have the inheritance in your hands now, so it is most important to find a shelter this morning."
Otherwise, if she leaves Qingyun and doesn't find another job, people outside will not be so polite to her.
They believed that Qin Baiqing was fooling around, so they simply gave up on recruiting her and turned their attention back to Patriarch Qingyun.
"Qingyun might as well be more generous. We all sects and schools will work together. At most you can just take the lion's share."
"That's right. We are all participating in the Hundred Sects Competition. It doesn't make sense for Qingyun to take all the benefits."
"..."
Everyone surrounded Qin Feiyu again. At the same time, several ancestors who fell behind looked at each other and stepped forward to instigate Qin Baiqing.
"I see that you have extraordinary luck, which is beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators. In fact, if you want to establish a sect, it is not impossible."
"Since ancient times, which heroes and great men did not form their own schools? It is a waste of talent for you to stay in Qingyun. I think it is better for you to set up your own school."
They began to flatter Qin Baiqing, with malice evident in their eyes.
It was simply to cause Qin Baiqing to lose Qingyun's protection. In this way, even if she robbed the things openly, she would not have to worry about offending Qingyun.
This is more economical than sharing it with others.
Feng Budu looked coldly at the ancestors who had their own ulterior motives, with a flash of mockery in his eyes.
But he still accepted his fate and considered a way out for Qin Baiqing. If she was determined to lead the Xinghai Sect away from the Qingyun Sect, how could he make Qingyun not hate them? It would be best if he could continue to protect Qin Baiqing.
The two groups attacked Qin Baiqing and Qin Feiyu respectively. In everyone's eyes, there was a huge barrier between the father and daughter. However, one voice rose above all the arguments, calm but like thunder.
"Establish an independent sect. Yes."
Qin Feiyu nodded with a gentle look, "There is a ready-made piece of land next to Qingyun Sect, with sufficient spiritual energy. I can give it to you as a mountaintop."
(End of this chapter)