Chapter 92: The Sun, Moon and Stars (Part 2)

  Of course, the prestige of the three sects was able to rise so quickly mainly because of their stance and way of handling things. Firstly, the three sects never interfered with internal affairs of the various schools. Secondly, they always maintained a neutral and relatively fair state. Since the members of the three sects were drawn from each school, they had established extremely strict avoidance principles within themselves. Moreover, they had also sworn a blood oath, so even if someone in the three sects encountered something related to their own school or had connections with it, they could still handle it fairly. This was the neutral stance of the three sects. Thirdly, they did not take on trivial matters and kept a low profile. What is meant by "not taking on trivial matters" and "keeping a low profile"? It means that these three sects were not responsible for everything. They only handled major events that could affect the stability of the cultivation world, such as conflicts between schools. As for ordinary squabbles over territory or resources, they generally did not intervene unless it was related to something big that could impact the entire cultivation world. Sometimes, they would also take an interest in strange and unusual cases that no school wanted to handle. When major events occurred, they usually handled them quietly with their powerful strength without disturbing too many people, so their actions were very low-key. Therefore, except for when they first established themselves, the reputation of the three sects gradually faded from people's view as the cultivation world went through generations and formed its own landscape.

  Of course, it's not that the three sects no longer exist, but as the cultivation world undergoes a process of natural selection. Gradually, the composition of the three sects' members began to change. The first generation of the three sects, consisting of high-ranking individuals from various schools and factions in the cultivation world, or those without any affiliation, either passed away, disappeared, or ascended to heaven (which is a topic of much debate). Those who remained in this world avoided contact with the outside world. On the other hand, new members entering the three sects mainly came from two sources: one part consisted of individuals cultivated by the three sects themselves, while the other part comprised elite members from the strongest schools in the cultivation world, specifically, the most outstanding among the older generation of elders. The seniority of the old-timers within the three sects was at least one generation higher than that of the current leaders of the various major schools.

  Therefore, in this generation, in this cultivation world, there are very few people who know that such an organization still exists in the world.

  Fairness, justice, and strict neutrality

  This is the creed of Tiandihui.

  "A perfect original organization, unfortunately, was destroyed by a group of short-sighted people!" Kong Zhuo thought of Ling Jia Shangren and Li Yuanhua's last words. In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh, indeed, it was destroyed by a group of short-sighted people.

  Apart from this sigh, towards the strong man who originally established this organization, he can be said to have been filled with heartfelt admiration, able to think of such an ingenious idea, and just for this point, Kong Zhuan thought that even if all the wise men in the current cultivation world were added up, they would still be far inferior.

  Take another look at this tightly structured framework. It's almost as if it's a fantasy, with all sorts of rules that grasp human nature so keenly. These things aren't something that just anyone can come up with in one or two days; without decades of quiet study and contemplation, you can't produce this kind of intricate framework. As a cultivator, who would spend so much time not cultivating, but instead thinking about these worldly frameworks that secular people think about? So, either this person is truly a sage with great wisdom and determination, or they're mentally ill.

  Anyway, Kong Zhuan thought he wouldn't do that, spending decades of time without cultivating, just wanting to calm down the cultivation world?

  Not even a great wise man can do it!!

  This fat brother pretended to sigh, about to enter the Moon Sect. The Moon Sect is the lowest threshold among the three sects. In those years, among the six major sects, there were outstanding disciples, as long as they had a little achievement and enough strength, they would rush to send them to the Moon Sect, but now?

  Kong Zhan's face showed a hint of bitter smile, a hundred years ago, the Sun, Moon and Star had undergone their most severe split and weakening.

  The specific situation of the split is not clear to Kong Zhan, but one thing can be certain: more than a hundred years ago, the strict neutrality of Riyuetian was not like it is now in the various major sects of the cultivation world. The main neutrality was in maintaining a neutral and fair attitude between the Orthodox and Demonic Sects.

  The war against the demons, the sun, moon and stars tore off their thick neutral outer garments, turned to the side of righteousness, and became the heaviest straw and weight that crushed the demon gate. It's even harder to rebuild now.

  After the demon's demise, the sun and moon still adhered to neutrality, but this neutrality changed from being between the demonic gate and the righteous path to now being among the various major cultivation sects.

  But soon, Ri Yue Xing and various major sects discovered that things were not as simple as they had imagined.

  Since the position can be lost for the first time, then there will be a second time, a third time, and even a fourth time. The credit position that people trusted and relied on the most became ambiguous after the demon was extinguished.

  Naturally, the attitude of various major factions towards him also became ambiguous.

  "Dead fatty, what are you doing?!"

  A crisp voice broke his deep thought, Kong Zhuo smiled and turned around, "Missing you!"

  Her face slightly flushed under the veil, Fang Yue'er was clever enough not to argue with him anymore. Now her relationship with this dead fatso was ambiguous and tense. This kid's personality was that once he got familiar with you, he wouldn't have any major reservations. If they continued talking, who knows what kind of shameless words would come out of his mouth? It was fine when it was just the two of them, but now everyone left on Mount Emei were top-notch experts. What if one or two of those guys with voyeuristic tendencies overheard and spread it around? That wouldn't be fun at all.

  So she lightly spat out a mouthful of water and said, "The Master wants to see you!"

  "What? Who?" "Master wants to see you!" Fang Yue'er repeated, "My master wants to see you!"

  Kong Zhan blinked his eyes, and a sly glint flashed in his gaze, as if he were a fox about to make a run for it.

  "Master Shifu insists on seeing you, if you don't go, he'll go find Lingga Shangren!"

  "Should I bring a gift?"

  Fang Yue'er rolled her eyes and ignored Kong Zuo, turning around and leaving.

  "Wait for me!" Kong Zhan shouted, following closely behind her.

  The eastern courtyard was filled with an incomparable fragrance.

  As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Kong Zhuo was choked and coughed repeatedly.

  "What's wrong?!" Fang Yu'er frowned.

  "Oh, nothing. It's just that I'm a bit unaccustomed to the perfume smell in this courtyard!" Kong Zhuo wiped his nose and said.

  "Brother Kong's words seem to have never heard of this general flavor!" A sharp and slightly sarcastic voice rang out, Fang Yue'er's face trembled slightly, and she smiled unnaturally at the woman who flashed out from the side door, "Ming Shimei!"

  "Hello Master Sister, Hello Master Brother!"

  Ming Shi Mei was a green-shirted maiden, with an ordinary face and figure. She had a common facial structure, without any striking features. As she emerged from the eastern courtyard's archway, her smile revealed a hint of eccentricity. "I thought Brother Kong Zuo had already gotten used to it!"

  "You think I'm you. All day long, nothing to do, just know how to apply lipstick and powder!" The young woman's words were mixed with guns and sticks, and Kong Zhuo was not a fuel-efficient lamp either.

  The young mistress obviously didn't expect the fat man in front of her to be so lacking in elegance, and was left blushing bright red by his words. For a moment, she couldn't think of anything to say in response, and stomped her foot in frustration, her tone also becoming more rigid.

  "Master is at the Idle Crane Abode, I'll go and bring you in!" With that, he turned around. As if not wanting to see Kong Zhan's detestable face again, he led the way without looking back.

  Kong Zhen was about to take a step forward. Unexpectedly, a severe pain suddenly came from his waist, and he let out an uncontrollable strange cry.

  This is a completely rude, completely unrefined, and not even the slightest bit self-aware as a cultivator scoundrel, who apart from having an extremely strange cultivation, has nothing going for him!

  Xianhe resides in the middle. The face of Tianyin, who is familiar with everything that happens outside the courtyard, couldn't help but nod a few times. He made an initial judgment about Kong Zhuo, this guy.

  "It's really just like a disciple brought out by that rascal Mo Xiu!!"

  While Kong Zhuang's sidekick, Yue Er, had already turned bright red with anger, her face purpling with rage, as if she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

  Just now, your junior sister's words had a hint of mockery, but you, Kong Zhuo, can't speak like that. This is the first time you've come to Qingling Gate, and all around are your own senior sisters and junior sisters. You should at least show some demeanor and sincerity, no matter what. At the very least, you should give me some face. But in the end, one sentence was enough to make your junior sister so angry that she's almost choking.

  So Fang Yue'er was somewhat annoyed, and couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on Kong Zhuo's waist fiercely. As a result, this guy actually let out a loud cry like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

  Was it just a pinch? Must you make such a fuss?

  I didn't use my true strength, and I didn't pinch your vital parts, just a piece of soft flesh, slightly pinched to express my dissatisfaction and remind you to pay attention to your demeanor and image. You're fine, but you yelled non-stop, the sound was so loud that it seemed like you wanted everyone on Mount Emei to hear it, while yelling and rushing towards me, "Ouch, ouch, I'm dying of pain! Can't you be gentler?"

  This is the signal, okay then.

  The entire Eastern Courtyard was startled, and all that could be heard were the sounds of clothes fluttering in the wind as they rushed over. Each and every one of the female disciples dodged to the side, watching this guy who was covering his waist like a bucket and jumping around with an odd and amusing gaze.

  "I don't care about you, go by yourself!" Fang Yue'er couldn't find a seam in the ground, but she also felt that if she continued to walk with this bastard, he would definitely drive her crazy. With a stamp of her small foot and a twist of her body, she turned into a wisp of clear smoke and disappeared.

  "Hey, you have to tell me where this Idle Crane Residence is!" Kong Zhan shouted out in dissatisfaction as he saw Fang Yue'er suddenly disappear. Originally, the Ming Shi Mei who was walking in front also disappeared. In this Dong Kua Yuan, there were only female disciples of the Qing Ling Gate, and Kong Zhan didn't have the guts to wander around randomly.

  "Walk another ten zhang forward, and turn left to arrive!" Tianyin's clear and cold voice sounded in Kong Zhuo's ear, "Put away your rogue appearance, otherwise, I guarantee that you will never see Yue'er in this lifetime!"

  Kong Zhan's head shrunk, his stout body stiffened for a moment, and he chuckled, no longer speaking. Following the words of Tianyin Shangren, he walked forward another ten zhang, turned left, and suddenly brightened up in front of him.

  Pavilions, towers, artificial hills and ponds, everything seems so perfect.

  On the pavilion on the artificial hill, a horizontal inscribed board is hung with three characters "Xian He Ju", which means "Leisure Crane Residence" in English.

  Tianyin Shangren sat in the pavilion, a stool, a table, on which was placed a cup of clear tea, still emitting a fresh tea fragrance, and also, there was a long sword.

  The sword is three feet two inches long, and although it's still in its scabbard, it's quietly emitting a sharp and intimidating aura.

  Kong Zhan was taken aback for a moment, and his heart was filled with some doubts. What did she want to do?

  Give yourself a boost? Keep yourself away from her disciples?

  "Alright, alright! The great Tianyin wouldn't use such a cliché plot device, would he?!"

  "Luofu KONG ZHUO, seeking an audience with the Heavenly Music Supreme!" With a hint of puzzlement, Kong Zhuo adjusted his attire and performed a courteous bow, without any trace of impropriety.

  "Come on up!" Tianyin Shangren said, "I have something to say to you!"

  "Yes!" Kong Zhan bowed and stepped forward.