The Crazy Son-In-Law

In terms of operational capability, there were only two people in the New School Society that Xiao Shun truly trusted.

One was Qin Zhenhuan, and the other was Gao Qiu.

A qualified leader didn’t need to say much, and Xiao Shun, deeply understanding this principle, chose to keep his words to a minimum.

After hanging up the phone, he looked up at the blue sky, leisurely smoking a cigarette.

Now, with the southeastern region as a stronghold, the New School Society could use this as a base to launch a final assault on the Old School Society.

The plan to annihilate the Old School Society had been brewing in Xiao Shun’s mind for a long time. With the right timing, location, and people, he was eager to advance forcefully, determined to completely obliterate the declining Old School Society and relegate it to the annals of history.

At this thought, a slight smile appeared on his face: “Heh, that day will soon arrive. The day I return from Ashford will be the day the Old School Society falls!”

Meanwhile, in a deep mountain ravine.

Huang Shan, pale-faced, leaned against a rock, looking at the somber man in white standing beside him: “Qinglong Envoy!”

After three months of secluded cultivation, Gu Baiyi’s demeanor remained ethereal, though his face now bore a trace of murderous aura as he coldly asked Huang Shan.

“Who killed my foster father?”

“Master Nie died from an ambush by traitors from the Meadowfolk!”

With that, Huang Shan told Gu Baiyi everything about the events within the Meadowfolk and the subsequent developments.

The southeastern Old School Society was now virtually extinct. He and Gu Baiyi were the only sparks left, and Huang Shan felt compelled to disclose everything he knew!

After hearing the whole story, Gu Baiyi’s expression was as calm as still water, his eyes, once bright as stars, now swirled with intense killing intent.

Just a week ago, on the night of Nie Jiuchong’s death.

Gu Baiyi, who was meditating at the time, suddenly felt restless and was unable to focus on his cultivation.

As a cultivator, he understood this might be a profound cosmic premonition, a sensation that had become clearer since his last breakthrough.

However, at that critical moment in his cultivation, Gu Baiyi couldn’t leave to investigate the cause of his unrest.

He hadn’t expected to emerge to such a situation.

As Gu Baiyi silently regretted his decision, Huang Shan, puzzled, asked, “Qinglong Envoy, how did you suddenly appear here?”

After the Hero Cup, Gu Baiyi replied calmly, “I was cultivating in this empty mountain. Later, I noticed something unusual at the bottom of the valley and came down to investigate, only to discover a hidden place and gain some opportunities.”

He did not hide this from Huang Shan, having just seen this man’s unwavering loyalty to the Old School Society. Facing such a devoted individual, he felt compelled to be completely honest.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Moreover, at this moment, they could describe their situation as depending on each other for survival.

Hearing this, Huang Shan, excited, said, “No wonder Qinglong Envoy could so easily avoid detection earlier and even managed to rescue me under the noses of two Gu-craft grandmasters!”

Pausing briefly, he quickly stepped closer to Gu Baiyi, his face full of anger as he said, “Qinglong Envoy, now that you have the strength, why don’t we secretly eliminate the traitors of the New School Society? By killing those Meadowfolk’s Gu-cultivators, we could definitely regain control of the southeast!”

Looking at the indignant Huang Shan, Gu Baiyi shook his head helplessly.

“Even with my current cultivation, I can’t single-handedly eliminate a Gu-craft grandmaster, and since my presence is known, the New School Society will surely be on guard. If we go seeking revenge now, those people will definitely try to capture us!”

After the painful lessons of the last Hero Cup, he no longer possessed the arrogance of overlooking everything.

Having been polished smooth, Gu Baiyi’s aura became more restrained, undoubtedly a disquieting change.

Huang Shan had spoken out of desperation earlier, but now reminded by Gu Baiyi, he suddenly realized his rashness and frowned in worry.

“What should we do now?” he asked.

Hearing this, Gu Baiyi sighed helplessly, “Previously, my foster father repeatedly fell into Xiao Shun’s traps merely due to underestimating the enemy. If only he had allied with the other hall masters sooner, taking down the New School Society and Xiao Shun would have been no issue!”

“Indeed!” Huang Shan agreed. “Back then, the New School Society was still in a weak phase. If we had joined forces with the Central Plains Old School Society, it would have been easy to annihilate them, but Lord Nie…”

He paused, shaking his head and sighing heavily.

Although Gu Baiyi had some reservations about Nie Jiuchong’s judgments, as his foster son, he still felt compelled to defend him.

“It’s not that my foster father disregards everything. It’s just that Xiao Shun is too meticulous. After determining that our four major branches would fight independently, he focused his attack on my southeast route, leading to today’s consequences!”

Huang Shan picked up on the underlying message in his words.

“So, according to the Azure Dragon’s intentions, are you planning to contact the other three major branches to attack the New School Society and take back the Southeast Old School Society?” he quickly asked.

“No,” Gu Baiyi shook his head.

Seeing his reaction, Huang Shan looked utterly baffled. “Ah!?”

Gu Baiyi patted his shoulder and declared firmly, “This time, there’s no need for me to approach the other branches. The Grand Master himself will go to them!”

“The Grand Master?” Huang Shan was startled. “Isn’t he in seclusion?”

Gu Baiyi explained, “My foster father mentioned that the Grand Master would emerge from seclusion by the end of this year, and he has even prepared a special gift for that occasion. With the end of the year approaching, if we set off now, we should be able to meet him once we reach the Grand Temple!”

Huang Shan had been with the Old School Society for over twenty years, yet he knew very little about the Grand Master, and he was not the only one with such scant knowledge.

Within the Old School Society, apart from the four major hall masters, hardly anyone had seen the Grand Master’s august presence-an extremely mysterious and formidable entity!

“Tonight, you and I will depart from Empty Mountain. Once we meet the Grand Master, the likes of Xiao Shun will be mere chickens and dogs. Then, I must utterly destroy these curs to vent my deep-seated hatred!”

With that, Gu Baiyi no longer paid any attention to Huang Shan and walked away to sit alone, staring at the dense fog enveloping the valley, his eyes filled with resentment.

His hatred for Xiao Shun had accumulated to an unbearable degree.

Moreover, Gu Baiyi knew that even with his greatly enhanced skills, he was no match for Xiao Shun. Reluctantly, he had to put aside his vendetta temporarily and seek help from the Grand Temple, allowing the Grand Master to deal with Xiao Shun.

Although this action would halve the satisfaction of his revenge, it was the safest option at the moment. Otherwise, how could he and Huang Shan alone possibly overthrow the vast New School Society and the inscrutable Xiao Shun?

At this moment, Huang Shan also looked around the valley with a worried expression. In such a serene setting, filled with birdsong and flowers, his mood was anything but calm. The rage in his chest burned uncontrollably in his blood, as if it would scorch his very being.

The silence in the valley gradually deepened, and the dense fog overhead turned sorrowfully gloomy, as if mourning the downfall of the Old School Society with gentle sobs.