My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 1316 - 1236: Everyone at Qingping Temple Is a Rebel

The night was deep.

Teng Zhao hid in a corner of the eaves, watching Qin Liuxi and Feng Xiu step into the void, tears silently falling until a handkerchief appeared before his eyes.

He slightly turned his head, not accepting it.

"Hurry, wipe it off. If someone sees you, it’ll be embarrassing." Little Ginseng clicked his tongue: "Don’t act like a poor little thing. Have you forgotten what we talked about before?"

Teng Zhao turned his head, a cold look on his face: "I must go."

"That’s it." Little Ginseng wiped his face himself, saying: "It’s not just you; cultivators from all over the world will go."

Teng Zhao looked towards the main hall of Qingping Temple and said: "But Master wouldn’t want me to appear at that scene. She would prefer to see Qingping Temple’s heritage continue."

"Are you silly? What’s the enemy of the righteous path? It’s that terrifying Evil Ghost, capable of swallowing even the Ghost King in one bite. If he destroys the world, we’ll all die, so how can there be any heritage?" Little Ginseng said: "And even if we all leave, the Daoist Temple won’t fall into the poor state it was when your Master first arrived over a decade ago."

Teng Zhao looked at him.

Little Ginseng said: "The New Emperor was put in place by us Xixi. A drop of kindness need not be repaid with a spring, but he can cover for our Qingping Temple, can’t he? As for the incense, isn’t there someone named Yu?"

Teng Zhao followed his finger and indeed saw Yu Changkong also standing on the square in front of the main hall.

"As long as the incense continues, Qingping Temple will not decay. With incense comes faith, with wishing power." Little Ginseng said: "That one’s smart and will make Qingping Temple’s incense even more powerful and famous than Jinhua Temple. Zhaozhao, sometimes the immense power of faith can condense into a God, just like the Water God of Green Lake?"

"And this power of faith is also a form of assistance. Even if we really die and the Dao disappears, we might be able to condense our souls again with this wishing power."

Teng Zhao squinted his eyes: "You know quite a bit. Do you think our side will lose?"

Little Ginseng: "Don’t underestimate me. I, Ginseng Bro, have cultivated as a Ginseng Spirit for a thousand years, seen countless changes, and naturally know more than you."

Teng Zhao said: "But I see Master doesn’t seem to intend to take us."

"Don’t go just because you’re not taken?" Qing Yuan suddenly appeared from somewhere, grabbed Little Ginseng’s handkerchief, wiped his tears forcefully, and blew his nose: "I heard that thousands of years ago, that thing tried to extinguish the heavens, but the Buddhist and Taoist both went into action to pull him down from the Holy Altar. Naturally, now it’s also up to the Buddhist and Taoist to fight. What’s the point of hiding behind and not cultivating? If the seniors see our generation fearing death, how can we face them?"

Sanyuan nodded at his back.

Unable to beat Big Demon directly, it’s also okay for them to bombard talismans.

"Junior Temple Master, others may not go and we won’t say anything, but Qingping Temple, we must go all out and use the full force of the temple to support the temple master. Others may not stand behind her, but we cannot not stand behind her."

Little Ginseng coolly said: "You’re speaking in reverse, aren’t you supposed to stand in front of her as cannon fodder? Unable to beat him directly, at best you can shield others."

Qing Yuan: "You think there isn’t a skill to be cannon fodder? We little guys aren’t adequate, it’s better to be behind, whether waving flags or scheming around, cause the enemy some trouble."

Golden Rat shook its head, indeed true to their roots. Qingping Temple is unreliable from top to bottom. They’re facing a terrifying existence, yet their words are like children fighting, huh, scheming?

It could do that, it’s quick!

Sanyuan said beside him: "The temple master has already left, has she gone to find that person? How do we chase after her?"

Little Ginseng said: "No need to chase, I know where it is."

Everyone looked at him in unison.

"At Lao Hei’s lair... no, his hometown."

Qing Yuan looked up at the dark night sky and said: "Just like soldiers in war, before the soldiers move, the grain and grass move first. We have to prepare, arrange all the magic treasures stored for exterminating evil spirits, and hit them hard."

Golden Rat jumped swiftly onto Little Ginseng’s shoulder, digging out the family inventory, this topic it knows well!

Teng Zhao turned: "I’m going to cultivate."

Qing Yuan watched him leave, sighed, and looked towards the person still standing in the small square, like orchids and jade trees, and went over.

Just in case, he must explain to Yu Jushi, the incense of Qingping Temple must not break.

South County.

Feng Xiu said to Qin Liuxi: "You’re acting like you’re arranging affairs before death, are you trying to abandon everyone outside? I’m telling you, every person from Qingping Temple is a rebel, born with rebellion, pretending to be dumb outside but clear inside. The more you stop them, the more they’ll go, so your arrangements are bound to fail."

Qin Liuxi gave him a white look: "If you can’t say a good word, shut your mouth. What affairs? Haven’t you heard of the saying ’harmful for millennia’? The righteous path must triumph!"

Feng Xiu snorted: "This matter, is one all cultivators of our generation should participate in. Even though they aren’t as strong as you and I, excluding them is underestimating them. When he attempted to ascend the heavens for the first time, the Buddhist and Taoist both went all out, now it should be the same."

"I am just thinking, for someone like Si Luo, even with your and my level of cultivation, we must embrace the warrior’s resolve of never returning. But Zhaozhao, he’s under fifteen; my selfish intention is simply to leave a legacy for Qingping Temple."

"I can’t agree with that thought. What does fifteen matter? Back in the day when you were only ten, you could already block calamities for me, Feng Zheng, he is also exceptionally talented, his cultivation far exceeds that of ordinary cultivators, underestimating him is underestimating yourself, an insult to your own judgment." Feng Xiu shook his head, said: "Moreover, if we lose, Si Luo is the one who wins, what future can there be under heaven? We would all be sacrifices for him!"

Feng Xiu looked at her: "To participate in this battle, whether you win or lose, one is eligible to enjoy the honor of the ancestral altar. But if you stop him, make him unable to go forward, he will have regrets in life, his Dao Heart will be obstructed, and it’s likely that his path of cultivation will end. Just imagine, if your master had stopped you from risking death—not death rightly known for confronting evil spirits—just for fear you might perish and prevent you from exterminating evil, could you bear it?"

Qin Liuxi tensed.

"To cultivate the Dao and learn the Xuanmen Five Skills isn’t it for exterminating evil and defending the Dao?" Feng Xiu tapped her head: "Your concern for him isn’t wrong, but you can’t invert priorities; doing so will only result in no gains and losses, will sever his path to cultivation."

He believes that child Teng Zhao is willing to face death, the Dao disappear, and would never hide behind like a turtle.

Run when unable to fight, it’s easy to say, but impossible to do.

To see evil spirits and not exterminate them, obstructs the Dao Heart, not conducive for ascension, this is the right way!

Qin Liuxi pressed her lips together, said: "You’re right; I was misguided."

To slay ’God’ and prove the Dao, that’s their destiny!