I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 279: Entangled by Dirty Things

"Stay your foot!"

At the moment when those disciples of Washing Sword Pavilion were confused, not knowing whether they should fight to the death to defend the dignity of Washing Sword Pavilion or continue to feign death, a voice suddenly rang out.

Qin Sheng hastened along with Du Songquan.

Han Zheng was slightly startled; Washing Sword Pavilion was a dozen miles from Asking Sword Manor, yet they had arrived quite quickly.

In fact, Qin Sheng had not returned to Washing Sword Pavilion to fetch Du Songquan.

Du Songquan was not in Washing Sword Pavilion at the time; he was out on business and happened to run into the hurried Qin Sheng on his way back.

Since Han Zheng was looking for Du Songquan, Qin Sheng told him everything and hurriedly brought him back.

However, seeing Fang Tingwei under Han Zheng’s foot, Qin Sheng still felt somewhat secretly pleased.

This guy had always targeted him within the sect.

He had just warned him, but he hadn’t listened, and now he got what he deserved, right?

But Qin Sheng looked at Han Zheng also with a trace of alarm.

Han Zheng defeating Fang Tingwei did not surprise Qin Sheng.

Fang Tingwei had only relied on seniority to bully others within Washing Sword Pavilion; although Qin Sheng had joined a bit later, he was not afraid of Fang Tingwei if it really came to a fight.

The issue was, how long had he been away? And now Fang Tingwei was under Han Zheng’s foot.

Han Zheng’s strength was truly unfathomable.

At this moment, Han Zheng looked at Du Songquan and smiled, saying, "Elder Du, do not panic, I will not kill him.

Killing him would completely sever ties with Washing Sword Pavilion, which is exactly what that Luo fellow wants.

I’ll give him back to you."

As his words ended, Han Zheng kicked Fang Tingwei away.

Several disciples of Washing Sword Pavilion quickly caught Fang Tingwei, who had also passed out by then, though it was unclear whether his unconsciousness was real or feigned.

"Han Zheng! What exactly do you want to do!?"

Du Songquan stared at Han Zheng, his anger mixed with a bit of panic.

The last time Han Zheng revealed his secret, Du Songquan had been very alarmed and hurried back to Washing Sword Pavilion, suppressing the issue with Yue Jingtong and completely settling it.

Afterward, for a while, Du Songquan saw that Han Zheng had not come looking for him, and he had relaxed, almost forgetting about the incident.

But now, Han Zheng had come looking for him once again.

Why was this vile person always pestering him?

Han Zheng calmly said, "What I want to do, Qin Sheng should have already told you.

Asking Sword Manor colludes with Demons, yet you, Washing Sword Pavilion, want to obstruct, so, of course, there needs to be an explanation.

My demand is simple, Asking Sword Manor must face justice!"

Du Songquan slightly furrowed his brow, moved closer to Han Zheng, and whispered, "I can help you with other things, but Asking Sword Manor is a bit sensitive.

I despise those fellows too, and if there’s a chance, without needing your Demon Cleansing Bureau to act, I’d wipe them out myself!

But now, the whole Martial World knows that Asking Sword Manor is the face of Washing Sword Pavilion; if your Demon Cleansing Bureau wipes that face away, what honor would Washing Sword Pavilion have left?"

"Honor? If Asking Sword Manor is truly the face of Washing Sword Pavilion, then Washing Sword Pavilion is truly losing face!"

Han Zheng scoffed coldly, "Elder Du, for so many years, Washing Sword Pavilion has protected Asking Sword Manor, doted on them—is it really for old ties and honor?

If it’s about old ties, perhaps the founding Grandmaster of Washing Sword Pavilion had some bond with them, but now? As you said yourself, you’d probably have wished to get rid of them long ago.

And as for honor.

It’s not so much honor, as it is that Washing Sword Pavilion has been put in a bind.

Killing them is not an option, nor is ceasing their protection, putting you in a difficult position.

But now with me here, Washing Sword Pavilion need not be in such a bind, the villains can be handled by my Demon Cleansing Bureau."

"Externally, you can claim that it was your Washing Sword Pavilion that first discovered Asking Sword Manor colluding with Demons, but due to emotional ties, you were hesitant to deal with them, so you passed the matter to me at the Demon Cleansing Bureau,"

"This way, your Washing Sword Pavilion will neither lose face nor reputation. Isn’t that good?"

Du Songquan was conflicted for a moment and replied with a deep voice, "I will return to the Sect and explain this situation to the other Elders. I also wish to facilitate this matter as much as possible.

However, as it is now, my Washing Sword Pavilion is governed collectively by several Elders, and even the Pavilion Master cannot make decisions alone. I can only try my best to persuade them."

Han Zheng nodded slightly, understanding the situation within the Washing Sword Pavilion.

In the Southern Mountain’s Five Families and Seven Sects, nearly each family has a Grandmaster of the Yang God Realm or a power comparable to the Yang God Realm.

Currently, the Washing Sword Pavilion has three Supreme Elders of the Yang God Realm. Logically, their strength should be very strong.

But these three Yang Gods are all decrepit, and one has even been in seclusion for over twenty years with no news of life or death.

Frustratingly for the Washing Sword Pavilion, Pavilion Master Lu Yanzhang shows no signs of breaking into the Yang God Realm.

Thus, the entire situation at the Washing Sword Pavilion is somewhat awkward and disjointed.

With the Pavilion Master Lu Yanzhang unable to command authority over other Elders, everyone can only discuss and deliberate collectively on important matters of the Sect, making any action seem drawn out.

At this moment, Yan Xuankong suddenly laughed strangely and said, "Go ask Du Songlin, that old fellow, if their Supreme Elder Wei Danqing is still alive? If Wei Danqing is alive, send him this poem: ’Grim warriors clash on ivory beds, forces darkly join in secret threads. Blossoms entertaining butterfly’s touch, sweet nectar hides where wild bees rush.’

Then ask him if he still remembers the Days of Merry Pavilion’s Little Overlord with Silver Spear. As long as he’s alive, he’d surely speak on your behalf."

Han Zheng’s expression turned slightly strange—this poem sounded somewhat inappropriate.

"Elder Du, is your Washing Sword Pavilion’s Supreme Elder Wei Danqing still in good health?"

Du Songquan looked at Han Zheng oddly, "Of course, though Elder Wei doesn’t shut himself away, he mostly stays out of affairs."

"Once you return to the Washing Sword Pavilion, just relay this to Elder Wei and he’ll naturally choose to speak for me."

After Han Zheng recited the poem to Du Songquan, Du Songquan looked at Han Zheng even more oddly, even feeling like he was being set up.

But Han Zheng had no way to explain, simply stating, "Elder Du, just go with confidence. If I wanted to trap you, I have your weaknesses in my hands and I could concoct a hundred methods against you without needing to go through such trouble."

Seeing that Han Zheng seemed sincere, Du Songquan could only suppress his doubts and comply.

Before leaving, Du Songquan told Qin Sheng, "You stay here on guard, and remember not to start any conflicts with Han Zheng. How to deal with Asking Sword Manor will be decided after the Sect has deliberated."

"Yes, Elder."

Qin Sheng hadn’t expected that Han Zheng seemed to actually have some relationship with Du Songquan.

However, Du Songquan was Yue Jingtong’s backer, and Yue Jingtong died by Han Zheng’s hand, yet Du Songquan had a relationship with Han Zheng—this was indeed rather peculiar.

At that moment at Asking Sword Manor, Mo Tianxing and his son were immensely anxious.

They never anticipated that upon the arrival of the Elder from the Washing Sword Pavilion, Han Zheng, instead of fighting, would not clash with the Washing Sword Pavilion.

At this point, whether they lived or died was dependent on the decision from the Washing Sword Pavilion.

Waiting for death was unbearable.

Especially Mo Gaowen, who even had some regrets at this point.

Over the years, Asking Sword Manor had maintained a hostile stance toward the Washing Sword Pavilion, accepting their items and protection yet still humiliating them.

Only now did Mo Gaowen realize that the fate of Asking Sword Manor had always been in the hands of the Washing Sword Pavilion from the beginning.

Han Zheng looked at Mo Tianxing and said indifferently, "This is the outcome you sought—to have your fate decided by those you desperately wanted to break away from and overthrow. Doesn’t it feel somewhat ironic?"

Mo Tianxing grimaced and said, "Mr. Han, I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Asking Sword Manor has not colluded with Demons, nor have we sought to break away from the Washing Sword Pavilion!"

Han Zheng shrugged, "You don’t need to understand. You just need to know that from the moment you chose to collaborate with Master Luo, the outcome was already sealed.

Being born in hardship is not shameful but being flexible is the mark of a true man.

You are stronger than the other members of the Mo Family, wanting to break out from your current state and rise up, that’s correct.

But unfortunately, you chose an erroneous path."

Whether Mo Tianxing regretted it or not was already unimportant. Now what mattered was the decision from the Washing Sword Pavilion.