"The Five Greats of the Eastern Heresy?"


    "A disciple of Eastern Heresy..."


    "Aren’t all disciples of Eastern Heresy..."


    Several Quanzhen Sect fourth-generation disciples were also somewhat at a loss at this point, recognizing the title of the Five Greats with considerable respect.


    For their founding ancestor was the first Central Divine Might of the world back then!


    But now some young man had casually come forth, claiming to be a disciple of Eastern Heresy, especially at this delicate moment, making them unavoidably alert.


    Then the previously speaking Quanzhen disciple said in a deep voice,


    "Please forgive us, but in these troubled times, with the army besieging us down on the grassland, we must remain vigilant. Besides, you also cannot prove your identity, and we need to ask for instructions..."


    However, before he could finish, Tao Yu had raised his finger, pinching a pebble, saying,


    "Proving my identity is not impossible; this is my master’s ’Finger of Divine Power.’ Please appraise it yourselves."


    The next moment, there was a click~


    The stone stele that Guo Jing had smashed in half, shattered completely in an instant!


    Stone fragments splattered, stinging the bodies of the nearby Quanzhen disciples.


    Yet they dared not move at all!


    All of them stared dumbfounded at the shattered stele.


    Where is this place?


    A distance of six or seven paces between the two sides, and a flung pebble could shatter a stone stele?!


    Were our eyes deceiving us, or had the world changed?


    Shattering such granite steles indicated a master with accomplished inner strength.


    To do so from mid-air at such a distance was simply inconceivable!


    This, this is the ’Finger of Divine Power’ of Eastern Heresy?


    They had never seen Eastern Heresy, nor did they know of the ’Finger of Divine Power,’ just vaguely understood that the original Seven Masters of Quanzhen Sect had drawn against Eastern Heresy with their Big Dipper Celestial Pole Formation.


    And their founding ancestor, Wang Chongyang, had pressed down the other Greats to become the foremost in the world!


    Yet now, witnessing the power of the ’Finger of Divine Power,’ they all had their eyes wide open in astonishment.


    This was just a disciple of Eastern Heresy!


    What would it be like if it were Eastern Heresy himself?


    Our founding ancestor had overpowered such a monster to ascend to the top?


    The current Six Masters of Quanzhen had drawn even with Eastern Heresy back in the day?


    Inconceivable! Unbelievable!


    How had Uncle-Master Hao Datong been defeated by Huo Du at that time?No?v(el)B\\jnn


    Did he dislike winning?


    At that moment, the expressions of the seven people were all somewhat blank.


    "Can I go up now?"


    "Since, since you are a disciple of Eastern Heresy... Cough, wait, this young hero..."


    "It’s Brother Zhao, he was stung by honey bees last night."


    After speaking, he quickly ascended a few steps to the practice field, and Tao Yu also moved forward with a bit of curiosity, only to see that the entire practice field was already surrounded by Quanzhen disciples, with an old woman and a young boy encircled inside.


    The old woman had a remarkably ugly appearance, but the young boy was quite handsome, albeit with a hint of defiance in the corners of his eyes.


    Confronting them directly were two men who, judging by their attire, seemed to be third-generation Quanzhen disciples.


    One of them had a face swollen like a pig’s head, affecting his speech, and was the one who had been indignant earlier.


    The other seemed composed and stood with a sword at his side, without uttering a word.


    "Brother Zhao, Brother Yin, what’s going on? How did they come back?" Cui Zhifang set down the two he accompanied and quickly asked, then looked at Granny Sun with a wary gaze.


    It had been this old woman who had used the bees to sting people, causing many disciples to be injured, with Brother Zhao suffering the most severe wounds.


    And the bees themselves were poisonous; although Brother Zhao, with his profound Inner Strength, was relatively alright, some disciples had been bedridden.


    "How come you’re up here, Junior Brother Cui?"


    Zhao Zhijing was taken aback at first, but then he didn’t bother with that and looked resentfully at Granny Sun, saying,


    "But it’s just as well you’ve come. Let’s first capture these rebels and this old hag, they are attempting to continue their poisoning under the pretext of delivering an antidote!"


    After speaking, he directly lunged at Granny Sun.


    Even with the Jade Bee poison in his body, Zhao Zhijing’s skill was not inferior, truly deserving the title of the leading third-generation disciple of Quanzhen.


    Granny Sun, originally indignant because the girl was unwilling to shelter Yang Guo, had thought to bring the antidote over to make a good plea for them to accept Yang Guo again.


    But she had not anticipated such ingratitude from this detestable Taoist.


    Already hot-tempered, Granny Sun was beyond explaining when falsely accused,


    "You despicable nose-led bullies!"


    Granny Sun was no slouch in martial arts; if Zhao Zhijing were in his prime, she might not have been his match.


    But now, with Zhao Zhijing weakened by the Jade Bee poison, after a dozen or so exchanges she began to get the upper hand, forcing him into a disadvantageous position.


    "Won’t someone help!"


    At his call, Yin Zhiping, who had been leaning on his sword, seemingly sighed before leaping into action and joined the fray, and Cui Zhifang, being of the same master as Zhao Zhijing, couldn’t remain uninvolved either.


    In an instant, the three of them together put Granny Sun in grave danger.


    While Yang Guo was forced to stand by helplessly,


    "What kind of reputable faction are you, bullying the few with many, bullying the elderly!"


    But the next moment, accompanied by a buzzing sound, swarms of Jade Bees flew in, assisting Granny Sun in attacking the three Taoist priests.


    This change of events caused Zhao Zhijing, who had previously suffered under their attack, to panic, waving off some bees with a palm wind before retreating.


    Although his Inner Strength was high among the third-generation disciples of Quanzhen, his ability to exert force from a distance could only last for a moment.


    And these Jade Bees were not something one could deal with in a few swipes!


    At that moment, Tao Yu, who was watching from the side, had a glimmer in his eyes.


    Jade Bees?


    More precious things ah!


    These creatures could be raised, right?!


    In Tao Yu’s mind, images of the bee farms from his previous life emerged; the Jade Bee honey must be a Yuan Force item, and moreover, it was a sustainable resource.


    "Why did I forget about this before..."