The righteous path punishes Heaven

Chapter 125 Past Events

The floodwaters were raging, thunder roared, dark clouds covered the earth, and the tsunami relentlessly destroyed everything, making the whole world seem like the end of the world.

"Zhang Tong? I knew this natural disaster would alert you! What's the situation at Wudang Sect?" Wang Zhiyun, maintaining her defensive formation in the air, anxiously asked as she saw the Wudang Sect patriarch rushing towards them from afar.

"Don't worry about me. Didn't you use the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams divination method to foresee this disaster?" Zhang Tong looked down at the surging floodwaters on the ground, then turned to ask Wang Zhiyun.

"Several years ago, I divined the Zhen and Kan hexagrams multiple times, so I set up a super defensive formation here that is stronger than the usual sect-protecting formations. This natural disaster will not be able to defeat us!" Wang Zhiyun said confidently.

"Well, it's good that you're alright here. If we really manage to survive the natural disaster, we'll still need your Qiankun Dao to generously share some pills with us!" Zhang Tong said, patting Wang Zhiyun on the shoulder, before flying towards the Wudang Sect.

Several months ago, torrential rains began to fall across the five major regions, far from being a typical natural phenomenon. The heavy rains flooded the ground and filled rivers, lakes, and seas, and this continued for several months.

Many sects have studied historical records and know that this is a harbinger of natural disasters. Although two previous disasters have caused many ancient historical records to be lost, even from those fragments of records, it can be analyzed that the natural disaster is very likely a flood.

Having learned from the lessons of their predecessors, the cultivators of this generation have begun to actively resist this disaster. Under the leadership of the three major Daoist sects, the Wudang Sect, the Sanqing Sect, the four major families, and other clan forces have established layers of defenses, sparing no effort to fight against this apocalyptic catastrophe.

More than a hundred days of continuous heavy rain fell on the ground and accumulated, connecting with lakes and oceans to form a super flood of unfathomable depth.

Those sects located in lower-lying areas were wiped out in one fell swoop, while the major sects closer to the Central Plains had some buffer time, which was barely enough to build up their strongest defenses.

However, people's hearts are unpredictable. Not everyone is united in resisting the chaos. There will always be a few who want to take advantage of the chaos to make a profit.

As the number one alchemy sect on the continent, Qiankun Dao possesses an abundance of rare treasures. Now, with the calamity approaching, the sect's strongest forces have all rushed to the front lines to provide support, leaving the rear vulnerable.

As the sect leader Wang Zhiyun's Daoist partner, Wen Yuchen, as the sect's Grand Elder, took on the responsibility of protecting the rear alone.

Although Wang Zhiyun repeatedly told him not to worry, he was still very concerned about his Daoist partner's situation and paced anxiously back and forth in the main hall.

Little did he know that several uninvited guests had quietly approached from the shadows. Even though he possessed the cultivation of a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage, he was so preoccupied with Wang Zhiyun that he was completely unaware of the impending danger.

"Hmm?" Wen Yuchen saw a small, dark green ball rolling on the ground. He thought it was a pill, so he went over and picked it up.

In an instant, the small ball exploded in his hand, releasing a thick green poisonous mist that enveloped Wen Yuchen. He only had to breathe in it accidentally, and the poisonous gas spread into his body through his mouth and nose.

"Hmph, as expected of the poison pill refined by Lord Qianmo, even a half-step Nascent Soul Realm cultivator cannot escape its influence! Everyone else, hurry up and follow, don't give him any chance to resist!"

Several figures in black robes emerged from the shadows, each unleashing their strongest attacks.

Wen Yuchen immediately realized that he had been attacked. He had no time to think about why the Qiankun Path, which was heavily guarded, could be so easily infiltrated. He circulated his spiritual power and quickly forced out as much poison as possible from his body.

However, these men in black were clearly well-prepared. The five of them worked together seamlessly. One of them threw out a sickle hook to entangle Wen Yuchen's legs. Wen Yuchen was in a hurry to dodge, but another man stabbed him in the back with two knives from behind.

The other two pursued him and continued to release poison gas. In just a few breaths, Wen Yuchen was stabbed dozens of times, and his heart and dantian were severely injured. He lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

Wang Zhiyun, who was on the front line, felt the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the jade pendant at her waist. This was a magical artifact that allowed her to establish a soul connection with her Daoist partner.

After Wen Yuchen was assassinated, Wang Zhiyun realized something was wrong. After handing over the affairs to the other elders, she hurriedly flew towards the sect's main hall.

Halfway there, the jade pendant at her waist, which had been trembling violently, suddenly exploded and fell to the ground in pieces.

"What on earth happened?! Yu Chen!!" Wang Zhiyun rushed into the main hall like a madwoman and was shocked to see Wen Yu Chen lying in a pool of blood, barely alive.

She rushed to Wen Yuchen's side, took out several bottles of healing pills from her storage bag, and before Wen Yuchen could speak, Wang Zhiyun directly stuffed the bottle opening into his mouth and forced the medicine down his throat.

However, because his injuries were too severe, with a gash torn in his abdomen, even though Wang Zhiyun fed him top-grade seventh and eighth-grade pills, it was too late to save him.

Wang Zhiyun was unwilling to give up. She held Wen Yuchen in her arms and kept channeling her spiritual energy to heal him.

"Yun'er..." Wen Yuchen said with difficulty, raising his hand and pointing in a direction.

Wang Zhiyun understood what he meant. The group of men in black must be trying to steal the pills and rare herbs from their alchemy room and treasure pavilion. But if she went to chase after them now, Wen Yuchen would die here.

"Quick...go! Don't worry about me..." Wen Yuchen shouted as he spat out blood. Wang Zhiyun's eyes were bloodshot, her teeth clenched, tears streaming down her face. She truly hadn't expected this to happen.

In her memory, although Wen Yuchen was somewhat introverted, he was exceptionally strong and pursued the ultimate in physical cultivation throughout his life. It was impossible for him to be injured like this.

But everything turned out differently than she expected. Even though Wen Yuchen was barely clinging to life, he kept urging her to hunt down the thieves. Wang Zhiyun finally emerged from her difficult internal struggle and chose the sect over her lover.

"Yu Chen, Yu Chen, wait for me! I will wipe them out as soon as possible and then come back to save you!" Wang Zhiyun carefully placed Wen Yu Chen on the ground, fed him a few pills, and then hurriedly rushed towards the alchemy room.

The five men in black, using some secret technique, were able to bypass the seal and enter the treasure pavilion of Qiankun Dao, looting its rare and precious materials. They then set fire to the entire alchemy room.

Just as they were about to leave, Wang Zhiyun arrived at the scene. At this moment, her mind was filled with the image of her Daoist partner being seriously injured and on the verge of death by this group of thieves. She was already furious, and her cultivation suddenly burst out. The spiritual energy fluctuations alone stunned the five people, rendering them unable to move.

The leader of the men in black sensed the terrifying aura emanating from Wang Zhiyun. He realized that if he didn't escape, he would die without a burial place in the next moment.

Before he, the squad leader, could give any orders, the other four desperately used magic to escape into the ground. Faced with a life-or-death crisis, no one cared about anything else; their own survival was the priority.

How could Wang Zhiyun let them leave so easily? Instantly, countless purple sword blades materialized around her and rained down on the five men in black like a storm!

"I'm sorry, boss! I'll repay you in the next life! Ugh!" Two of them quickly hid behind the black-clad leader. Although their arms were still severed by several sword blades, they managed to escape.

The remaining three were not so lucky. They were riddled with holes by the overwhelming light blades and died on the spot before they could even scream.

Wang Zhiyun teleported in front of the three men, flipped open the robe of one of them, saw a jade pendant hanging at his waist, pulled it off and held it tightly in her hand. She then exerted her strength and blasted the three men into mincemeat.

But when Wang Zhiyun rushed back to Wen Yuchen's side, he had already stopped breathing.

"Yu Chen! Yu Chen!!"

Wang Zhiyun knelt on the ground, using her strongest healing techniques to try to pull her Daoist partner back from the brink of death, but to no avail.

The flood outside seemed to have gradually stopped, but Wang Zhiyun's wailing and crying continued for several days without ceasing. It wasn't until the elders and disciples dragged their exhausted bodies back that they saw the sect leader in the main hall, holding Wen Yuchen's broken body and crying uncontrollably.

The flood nearly broke through the defenses of the Qiankun Sect, and three elders and hundreds of disciples even lost their lives. Fortunately, they managed to survive. Although they don't know when the next natural disaster will strike, they are facing an even more serious problem right now.

Wang Zhiyun wiped away her tears and carefully looked at the jade pendant in her hand, on which were written two large characters: "Ruyi" (meaning "as you wish").