Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 131 - 123 Origin Part 1

Mingjing Palace.

A group of black-clad warriors, led by a few individuals in silver-edged black robes, strode boldly into Mingjing Palace.

The leader’s expression was solemn, and there was a tear in the robe on his shoulder from which small purple-black snakes occasionally poked their heads.

This person was none other than the Snake King, Xue Jinghao, who hurriedly brought his men here.

He had just received a tip-off from a mysterious person that Zhang Ying from the Mingjing Palace of the Great Dao Teaching was closely associated with the Bai Ying from the Golden Wing Pavilion.

Therefore, to find the Bai Ying who killed his subordinate, he immediately brought his men over.

Since Bai Ying used the martial arts of the Great Dao Teaching, coming directly to the Great Dao Teaching seemed appropriate.

"Who goes there!?"

The gates of the Dao Palace were slammed open, and the defending martial cultivator Daoists quickly gathered to block the way.

Each Daoist held either a long staff or a long knife, which were weapons convenient for beginners to learn.

Used collectively, their power was even greater.

But at this moment, none of the Daoists dared to get too close.

Among the Daoists of Mingjing Palace, many were elderly. This part of the group was knowledgeable and had experienced quite a few disturbances in the past.

Therefore, many of them recognized the special mark on Snake King Xue Jinghao.

The Black Ten Sect was a nationwide sect with many followers among the Huxi people. Many masters were everywhere, and their cohesion was strong.

If there was indeed a conflict with them, the Great Dao Teaching might not be able to withstand it.

Among the numerous sects, the Great Dao Teaching was not known for its martial strength.

Seeing a group rush in with a high-ranking member of the Black Ten Sect, the elders felt somewhat intimidated.

Palace Master Chen Zhinian happened to be in the front square, stroking his snow-white long beard, with an immortal demeanor, slowly walking out of the crowd. He bowed towards the members of the Black Ten Sect.

"Is it the Snake King of the Black Ten Sect in person? I am Chen Zhinian, the current Palace Master of Mingjing Palace."

Behind him stood several masters of Mingjing Palace, all of whom were at least rank six or seven within the Dao Palace.

In Mingjing Palace, among the dorm masters, elders, and hall masters, there were three at rank seven, and four at rank six.

The strongest among them was still Chen Zhinian himself.

Because he was the only one in the entire Dao Palace who practiced the pure Rejuvenation Purification Talisman Manual to rank seven.

In other words, he did not use other martial arts to break through the limits, unlike others who, due to insufficient understanding in talismanic skills, fail to advance and instead turn to lower-level martial arts to fill their gaps and achieve breakthroughs.

Those who practiced purely generally could reach the limits of the martial arts they cultivated.

Compared to mixed practitioners, their strength was a notch above.

If the martial arts they learned were strong enough, such individuals could even surpass other mixed practitioners by one or two ranks.

This was the true foundation of major sects.

"Palace Master Chen Zhinian. I am Xue Jinghao." The Snake King’s slightly reddened eyes fixed on the opponent, giving a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

"I suppose you should know why we are here?"

Without waiting for a response.

He continued.

"Our great elder was suddenly assassinated, dying tragically near our hall, and thereafter the esteemed Hall Master of the Divine Dao Altar was also assassinated in Tan Yang City.

Is this large city truly a den of dragons and tigers?"

Chen Zhinian maintained a calm expression, suppressing the anxiety in his heart.

"What does the Snake King mean by this? We have heard of the assassinations, but how does it relate to you bringing people to our Dao Palace? Could it be you think the culprit might be hiding here?"

"Whether or not they’re hiding here, with a check, a search, we’ll know, won’t we?" Xue Jinghao chuckled.

"Isn’t that inappropriate?" Chen Zhinian’s gentle demeanor also turned cold.

He represented the overall image and interest of the Great Dao Teaching. If he were so easily overturned by the Black Ten Sect, where would the face of his sect be?

If the upper echelons demanded accountability in the future, could he bear the responsibility?

"Without a search warrant from the Jixian Institute, it would be best for the Snake King to return the way you came," Chen Zhinian said sternly.

"Old Daoist, do you think just bringing up the Jixian Institute will scare me?" Xue Jinghao laughed.

"Our sect has suffered greatly; now that we’ve received intelligence that your Great Dao Teaching is harboring the culprit, I bring people for a search that no one can object to!"

He suddenly swung his hand.

"Enter! Search!"

How could it matter that the Great Dao Teaching was a government-recognized sect?

Before coming, he coordinated with Governor Sun on the nearby military deployments of Tan Yang.

Even if Mingjing Palace stirred up trouble outside, what could really happen?

"Who dares!? This is a Dao shrine; if you dare trespass, be careful of misfortune and calamity in the future!"

An old Daoist abruptly jumped out and shouted sternly.

This person was the current dormitory master, and seeing that the Palace Master couldn’t stop the intrusion, realized trouble, and immediately stepped forward.

"Scram!" At this time, the Black Ten Sect’s second most skilled fighter, rank eight Fu Luo, stepped forward, his right palm striking at him with lightning speed.

Smack.

The old Daoist staggered back as though struck by lightning, retreating several steps, with a black handprint now on his arm.

"Dual cultivation of the Buddhist Great Handprint! Excellent!!" The old Daoist’s face was grim. Black Ten Sect was renowned for swordsmanship, yet he lost in hand techniques to the opponent.

To mention this in the martial world, he would lose face.

"Don’t blame me for being ruthless if anyone dares to obstruct." The Snake King’s gaze locked onto Chen Zhinian.

"Additionally, if you wish to report to the officials, feel free."

With that, he swiftly led his men, pushing past the multitude of Daoists in Mingjing Palace, directly beginning their search through each shrine.

On the surface, he seemed to be looking for the culprit earnestly, but in truth, he had received prior intelligence.