Chapter 7: Provoking Uncle Shi

  Because of the previous "Mother and Son Fate" task, Wu Ming heard the task reminder again, not only was he not surprised, but he also had a strange kind of delight.

  He quickly communicated with the Book Spirit System in his mind.

  "What is the specific content of this task?"

  The task content of "Trial War" is to defeat Yin Zhiping.

  "Is there a time limit?" If Wu Ming was given enough time to cultivate, he believed that defeating Yin Zhiping wouldn't be too difficult in the near future.

  "There is a must to complete within an hour, otherwise the task will end in failure."

  "Within an hour? How is that possible?" Wu Ming was instantly speechless. With his current level, defeating Yin Zhiping was almost a mission impossible.

  "Of course, if you feel it's too difficult, you can also choose not to accept this trial task."

  "Is that so? Then what will be the consequences if I don't accept it?" Wu Ming always felt that the Book Spirit System wouldn't give him such a task for no reason, so he thought it would be better to ask clearly about some things.

  "The consequences cannot be revealed, but it is strongly advised that you accept this mission."

  After hearing the system's reminder, Wu Ming felt that this trial battle task seemed very important.

  Forget it for now, let's talk about it later. As for how to defeat Yin Zhiping, I'll think about it carefully later.

  What people fear most is not failure, but losing the courage to face all difficulties.

  After understanding, Wu Ming communicated with the Book Immortal System: "Alright, I accept the 【Trial of War】task."

  "Ding Dong!"

  "You have accepted the quest 【Trial of War】, please defeat Yin Zhiping, a disciple of Quanzhen Sect within one hour. After completing the task, you will be rewarded with a mysterious prop."

  Mysterious artifact? What could it be? Alas, the difficult task of the Book Immortal System didn't even give him some motivation, instead it played mysterious and Wu Ming couldn't help but laugh and cry.

  Of course, he also understands that the challenges he will face next are unprecedented, and perhaps this is also the biggest crisis he has faced in more than 20 years.

  "Child, those Quanzhen Taoists outside must be looking for you. Let's not go out for now." Sun Bao's face was full of worry, which further solidified Wu Ming's previous determination - he absolutely could not let anything happen to Sun Bao.

  Fortunately, according to the plot of The Return of the Condor Hero, this time out, Granny Sun won't have any trouble, so Wu Ming doesn't need to worry too much.

  "Mom, we don't have to be afraid of them. The child hasn't done anything wrong anyway. Let's take this opportunity to make things clear with them and let the child leave Quanzhen Sect."

  "Will this do?" Wu Ming's suggestion moved Grandma Sun, but she knew that the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect were not so easy to talk to.

  "Mother, I never want to have anything to do with the Quanzhen Sect again. This time, I won't escape, even if they kill me, I won't return to Chongyang Palace."

  "Don't worry, with grandma around, they wouldn't dare to bully you. Otherwise, even if grandma has to risk her old life, she will protect you completely."

  Although she had already accepted Wu Ming as her adopted son in her heart, when speaking, Sun Bao still habitually referred to herself as "Bao".

  "Thank you, Mother. You're really too good to me." Feeling the genuine love and care from Grandma Sun, Wu Ming thought of her tragic death in the past and tears fell from his eyes without knowing why.

  "Stupid child, don't cry, Grandma will take care of you from now on. Let's go and see the faces of those stinky Taoist priests right away." Grandma Sun actually understood that some things had to be settled sooner or later, and it was better to face them head-on rather than avoiding them. She believed that the Quanzhen Sect would still give the Ancient Tomb Sect some face.

  Having said that, Grandma Sun took Wu Ming's hand and walked through the small woods to the open space in front of the forest.

  Under the moonlight, Wu Ming saw that indeed, just like in the description of Shen Diao, there were six or seven Taoist priests standing in a row at this time. In addition, there were four or five firework Taoists carrying two injured Taoist priests, and Wu Ming understood that they should be Zhao Zhi Jing and Lu Qing Duan.

  The one in the front row who seemed to be leading the way had a different air about him, and Wu Ming quickly confirmed that he was indeed Yin Zhiping.

  It is said that when enemies meet, their eyes become red with rage.

  Although Wu Ming and Yin Zhi Ping did not have any grudges, because he now occupies the identity of Yang Guo, it seems that a strange and inexplicable hatred has also arisen between them. Looking at the human-like Yin Zhi Ping, his heart feels extremely disgusted.

  How can Yin Zhiping be defeated? Wu Ming had also been thinking about this problem when he passed through the small forest earlier.

  He now has no other martial arts skills, and Chunyang Rongxue Gong should be his only reliance.

  However, Yin Zhiping's martial arts skills were not ordinary. Normally speaking, Wu Ming didn't even have the opportunity to get close to his opponent, let alone absorb his internal energy.

  Moreover, his current Spring Sun Melting Snow function may not be able to withstand the opponent's internal force impact, so Wu Ming felt even more severe about the situation.

  What's going on? What's happening?

  Yes, it should be like this!

  Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Wu Ming, and he thought of a good idea. Taking advantage of being a child, he might be able to achieve the result he wanted.

  Wu Ming sneered, "Hey, you bunch of stinky Taoists, making a ruckus in the middle of the night and disturbing people's peaceful sleep. Don't you know that this is very impolite?"

  The crowd saw Wu Ming beat up someone, not only did he take the initiative to appear, but also mocked them with words. Suddenly, there was a commotion, and they all flew quickly towards Wu Ming's side without warning.

  Seeing the group of Taoists with ferocious faces, Old Lady Sun hastily stepped forward a few steps, shielding Wu Ming in front of her. She glared at them coldly and shouted: "What do you think you're doing, you stinky Taoists? Do you want to bully a child?"

  "He is our fellow disciple of Quanzhen Sect, he has committed a great mistake, we are here to take him back. You old woman should not interfere in other people's business."

  "You say he made a big mistake, did he really make a big mistake? Today this trivial matter I, the old lady, have indeed settled."

  "You... since you want to interfere in other people's business, don't blame us for being rude to the Quanzhen Sect. Everyone, let's go..."

  "Everyone disperse, no one is allowed to be rude in front of their seniors."

  The crowd heard Yin Zhiping's rebuke and reluctantly backed away a few steps.

  Yin Zhiping stepped forward a few steps, bowed his head and said: "Disciple Yin Zhiping, pays respects to senior."

  "What are you doing?"

  Yin Zhiping said: "This child is a disciple of our Quanzhen Sect, please return him to us."

  Old Lady Sun's eyebrows shot up, and she said sternly: "The injuries on the child's body were inflicted by your Quanzhen Sect. If I let you take him back, wouldn't he be tortured to death? I won't let him go, no matter what."

  Yin Zhiping suppressed his anger and said, "This child is extremely disobedient, deceiving his master and destroying the rules of the sect. In the martial arts world, people emphasize respect for their elders, and our sect's punishment of him is also justified."

  Upon hearing this, Wu Ming felt it was time to intervene and preemptively scolded Sun Baozhen: "What nonsense about deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors! It's all just one-sided words from you. The competition with this fat Daoist is a rule set by your own Quanzhen Sect. I didn't want to compete, but was forced into it by you people. Since we've started fighting, there will naturally be winners and losers. This fat Daoist isn't capable himself, so who can he blame?"

  "Yang Guo, stop your nonsense!" Yin Zhi Ping shouted.

  "Why are you yelling so loudly? A loud voice doesn't mean you're right, it just shows that you're guilty. And listen clearly, I'm no longer called Yang Guo, my name is now Yang Wuming. I was originally an orphan with no parents, why should I be controlled by you all? Moreover, the Quanzhen Sect is full of empty fame, they are all useless trash. I firmly demand to quit the Quanzhen Sect."

  "How dare you! Who are you calling a waste?" Yin Zhiping's face turned red with rage as he thundered.

  "Whoever gets defeated is a waste of time, if you're not convinced, then let's try and see who's more powerful?"

  Wu Ming was speaking when Old Lady Sun frowned and whispered in Wu Ming's ear, "Child, don't talk nonsense, how could you beat him?"