Yin Yewang stood below, head bowed, not daring to utter a sound.
Yin Yewang knew his father's temperament all too well.
He knew that it was best to remain silent at this time and let his father vent his anger.
Otherwise, just accept your bad luck.
Sure enough, after a while, Yin Tianzheng seemed to have vented all his anger and dissatisfaction with Yang Xiao.
"Wild King!"
Yin Tianzheng said coldly, "Pass on my order to select a group of elite warriors to accompany me to Bright Peak."
Yin Yewang frowned and asked suspiciously, "Father, what happened? What kind of trouble has that old rascal Yang Xiao caused this time?"
"snort!"
Yin Tianzheng threw the secret letter in his hand to Yin Yewang and said angrily, "Look for yourself, the six major sects besieged Bright Peak, and Yang Xiao sent a letter questioning me, is he the White-browed Eagle King of the Ming Cult!"
Yin Yewang opened the secret letter, quickly glanced through it, and immediately understood what had happened.
He cupped his hands in apology and said, "Father, are you... going to help Yang Xiao? You must know, he's a formidable enemy of ours!"
Yin Yewang was well aware of the grudges and entanglements between his father and Yang Xiao, which is why he offered his advice.
In Yin Yewang's view, Yin Tianzheng's decision not to take advantage of Yang Xiao's misfortune at this time was already an act of utmost benevolence.
However, judging from his father's words, it wasn't that he wanted to deal with Yang Xiao, but rather that he wanted to go and help Yang Xiao.
This puzzled him.
"Smack!"
He slammed his hand on the table—oh no, the table was already broken; he hit the armrest instead.
Yin Tianzheng's eyes widened as if he were about to spit fire: "You unfilial son, do you think your father is someone who can't distinguish between public and private matters? I went there this time to protect the Ming Cult's sacred flame from going out. What do personal gains and losses matter?"
After a pause, Yin Tianzheng waved his hand and said, "What are you all standing there for? Quickly gather the men for me. Yang Xiao has humbled himself to beg for my help, so how can I hold a grudge over some past matters?"
Yin Yewang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and could only obey the order.
...
Not only the Eagle Sect, but all the branches of the Ming Cult received messages from carrier pigeons on Bright Peak.
A small number of branch altars chose to ignore Yang Xiao's message.
Similarly, upon receiving the message, most of the branch altars immediately mustered their elite forces and rushed to Bright Peak to provide support.
This news shocked the world.
The siege of Bright Peak by the six major sects was a once-in-a-century event in the martial arts world, comparable to the legendary martial arts tournament.
Not only people in the martial arts world, but even the Mongol Yuan Dynasty has taken notice.
After the death of Prince Ruyang, Cheng Kun colluded with another high-ranking Mongol official, who, at his behest, successfully instigated a conflict between good and evil in the martial arts world.
In fact, the Mongol Yuan Dynasty and Cheng Kun played a significant role behind the scenes in the siege of Bright Peak by the six major sects, and can be considered to have indirectly orchestrated this grand event.
Rebellions broke out across the land, and most of these rebel armies were supported by the Ming Cult, making them peripheral forces of the Ming Cult.
If the Ming Cult's headquarters hadn't been located in the desolate Western Regions, and if Bright Peak hadn't been so easily defended and difficult to attack, making it impossible to completely eradicate the Ming Cult after several attempts, the Mongol Yuan Dynasty would have long since swept the Ming Cult into the dustbin of history.
Throughout history, both the Ming Cult and other renowned martial arts sects have been targets of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty's defense and suppression.
Now, a sycophantic figure has finally emerged in the martial arts world, willingly surrendering to the imperial court and attempting to instigate internal strife within the martial arts community, which greatly excites the Mongol Yuan court.
Therefore, just as in the original novel, Cheng Kun buried countless gunpowder in the secret passage of the forbidden area of Bright Peak, hoping to wipe out the entire Central Plains martial arts world in one fell swoop.
The Mongol Yuan dynasty played a significant role in this.
Otherwise, no matter how rich or capable Cheng Kun was, he wouldn't have been able to buy tons of gunpowder.
Everything was under Cheng Kun's control.
…………
night.
Before the narrow pass, the camp was brightly lit.
In the largest tent in the very center, many high-ranking members of the six major sects gathered together.
After exchanging pleasantries, everyone took their seats in turn.
Xiao Ning sat in the first seat, with Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu, two juniors, sitting behind him.
The five elders—Kongzhi of Shaolin, Miejue of Emei, He Taichong of Kunlun, Xianyutong of Huashan, and the Five Elders of Kongtong—sat in the main seats, while their elite disciples sat below them.
Xiao Ning sipped his tea leisurely, remaining silent and uninvolved, as if he were an outsider.
The stern-faced Abbess Miejue stood up and said, "I have received news that those bastards from the Demonic Sect have recalled the Five Elements Flag Bearers and the elites from each branch altar. Even the White-Browed Eagle King has led his troops back to Kunlun Mountain. The situation is not optimistic!"
Looking around, Xiao Ning noticed that although the old nun was wearing a long robe, she was taller than the other female disciples and appeared to be around fifty years old.
His eyebrows drooped downwards, his face was resolute, and he exuded a menacing aura.
Dressed as a scholar, Xianyu Tong shook his folding fan. Upon hearing Miejue's words, he quickly asked, "The White-browed Eagle King has returned? What about the other Dharma Kings?"