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Chapter 60: The Grudges of the Saint Sect (4100 words)
"This is Master Zhao from the Iron Mountain School, our local martial arts school in Mingguang City."

"Master Zhao, I have long heard of your name."

Su Ti clasped his fists.

The middle-aged Master Zhao standing nearby also clasped his fists.

"I have long heard that Long Yuanzheng has accepted a True Dragon disciple. Today I see that he is indeed extraordinary. He has already reached the Hunyuan realm at such a young age. I really admire him."

As soon as these words were spoken, other warriors at the scene who had not reached the Hunyuan realm and could not feel Su Ti's cultivation level also showed expressions of shock.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. The world view of martial artists is that the strong are respected. As the strongest martial artist in Mingguang City, Long Yuanzheng is naturally respected by all local martial arts schools.

But they also didn't expect that the other party would accept a disciple who would directly reach the Hunyuan realm.

You should know that many martial arts gym owners here are not at the Hunyuan realm, they have only reached the great success of internal training, or even only the middle level.

After Master Zhao's reminder, their attitude became more respectful.

Before, I thought I was giving face to Long Yuanzheng by getting to know his apprentice, but now I am in awe of Su Ti himself.

"This is Master Li from the Shanwang Sect."

"Master Song from the Heyuan School."

Every time Long Yuanzheng introduced someone, Su Ti would go up to him and say "I've long heard of you" and make a few polite remarks. Before long, he had gotten to know everyone, and the main process of the disciple-recruiting banquet was finally over.

After the process was over, everyone in the martial arts circle chatted and rested in the hall. Here, Su Ti stood next to Long Yuanzheng. Long Yuanzheng looked at these people with a smile on his face, but whispered to Su Ti.

"Suti, the people that Master is introducing you to today include people from this city and other cities. Although there are a lot of them, you don't need to pay too much attention to most of them. Do you know why?"

Suti glanced at everyone and answered without hesitation.

"Because they are too weak."

Hearing this, Long Yuanzheng's eyes sparkled. As expected, this disciple was his proudest disciple, and he understood everything immediately.

"Yes, because they are too weak."

"Many of them are from ancient martial arts sects with a long history. In terms of history, our Longmen may not be older than theirs, but by their generation, they have become extremely weak due to various reasons. Some sects don't even have a master at the Hunyuan realm."

"Ancient martial arts sects don't have so many twists and turns. The strong and the weak are clearly distinguished, and the strong are respected and the weak are humbled. So for this kind of sect, you can get to know them, but don't take them too seriously."

Long Yuanzheng picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. Then his tone changed from casual to serious.

"But there are a few sects you need to remember, they are the Iron Crane Sect, the Giant Elephant Sect, the Star Luo Sect, the Demon Ape Sect, and the Silver Ring Sect."

When Su Ti heard what Long Yuanzheng said, he looked up and saw that the sects that Long Yuanzheng mentioned were all represented by masters in the Hunyuan realm who came to attend the banquet. It was obvious that they were indeed extraordinary, but Su Ti was not sure about their specific strength, so he asked.

"Master, what are the secrets of these sects?"

Long Yuanzheng nodded slightly and replied.

"The sects that Master mentioned all have one or even two extraordinary warriors in their sects. They are entrenched in various cities in Nanjiang Province. They have many disciples and are powerful. Even I have to treat them with caution."

Su Ti understood what was going on when he heard this. No wonder, extraordinary warriors have an extraordinary status even in modern times. An extraordinary warrior with not so strong power like Long Yuanzheng makes the powerful gang Death Fist that spans several surrounding cities so wary, not to mention the ancient martial arts sects that are truly powerful and have extraordinary warriors.

Su Ti nodded to show that he understood, but then he became a little confused: "But Master, I don't think I saw the representative of the Silver Ring Sect you mentioned."

His IQ is as high as 2.4, and his memory is several times that of an average person. He has a photographic memory. He is well aware that there is no member of the Silver Ring Sect among these people.

A cold light flashed in Long Yuanzheng's eyes, and the hand holding the teacup couldn't help but tighten a little.

"No, it's normal, because I didn't invite them at all. The Yinhuan Sect and our Longmen are mortal enemies."

As he said this, he looked at Su Tidao deeply.

"Su Ti, now that we have held a banquet to welcome our disciples, I have announced to all of you that you have officially entered Longmen. In addition, you have reached the realm of perfection, so I should tell you about the grievances of our sect. Listen, our Longmen once had another name, called the Southern Saint Sect."

Long Yuanzheng told the story slowly, and as he told the story, a long-standing grudge in Longmen came to light before Su Ti.

The world of ancient martial arts has always been filled with fighting and slaughter. To annex other sects and establish a stronger sect has always been the wish of all ancient martial artists.

Longmen is one of them.
Thirteen years ago, Longmen was just an ordinary supernatural sect in Nanjiang Province.

But Su Ti's uncle and Long Yuanzheng's senior brother, Long Yuansheng, suddenly appeared and swept the entire Nanjiang Province with his superb martial arts. He continued to challenge various extraordinary sects, and finally integrated all the extraordinary ancient martial arts sects in the entire Nanjiang Province with his extraordinary strength and outstanding personal charm, and established a super large ancient martial arts sect occupying an entire province, the Nansheng Sect.

At that time, Long Yuansheng, Long Yuanzheng and his junior brother Long Yuanwang were known as the Three Saints of Nanmen and were unrivaled in their fame.

But the good times did not last long. In the third year after the establishment of Nanshengmen, Long Yuansheng, the first generation leader of Nanshengmen, disappeared for no reason, leaving behind a huge ancient martial arts sect to Long Yuanzheng and Long Yuanwang.

Since the Nansheng Sect was established only three years ago, the various factions within the sect had not yet completed their integration. Without the suppression of Long Yuansheng, a war soon broke out in order to compete for the position of sect leader. The Nansheng Sect, which had been established less than three years ago, fell apart in just half a month, and Long Yuanwang was also killed in the fight.

"The five sects I asked you to pay attention to, the Iron Crane Sect, the Giant Elephant Sect, the Star Luo Sect, the Demon Ape Sect, and the Silver Ring Sect, all split from the former Southern Saint Sect."

Long Yuanzheng spoke lightly, but this explosive fact shocked Su Ti's heart. It turned out that these ancient martial arts sects were once fellow disciples, and they were all the empires that his uncle Long Yuansheng had conquered!

Long Yuanzheng continued.

"In ancient martial arts sects, the strong are respected. After your uncle mysteriously disappeared, your uncle and I were unable to suppress the Southern Saint Sect, which eventually led to its disintegration. It was my own lack of ability. I don't blame anyone, including those sects that were fighting among themselves. On the contrary, I understand their actions, because we are all strong, and it is only natural for us to submit to the stronger, not the weaker."

"Can"

Long Yuanzheng's eyes were cold.

"But the Silver Ring Sect is different. After your uncle Long Yuansheng disappeared, I and the leaders of the other sects had already agreed to re-elect a new leader of the Southern Saint Sect through a lottery contest. The leader chosen in this way is fair and just. No matter who it is in the end, everyone must recognize and support him without any objection."

"This method has been recognized by everyone, because it will save the Southern Saint Sect from endless internal strife, which is bad for everyone."

When Long Yuanzheng said this, he couldn't help but clench his teeth and squeezed out the words from between his teeth.

"But do you know who ruined the competition and ultimately caused the Southern Saint Sect to fall apart?"

Su Ti didn't even have to think about it. "Is it the Silver Ring Gate?"

Long Yuanzheng took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

"Before the competition began, the Yinhuan Sect poisoned and assassinated your uncle-master Long Yuanwang, and pinned the blame on the Xingluo Sect. This led to a brutal internal fight between our two sects before the competition began."

"Later, in order to gain the position of the leader of the Southern Saint Sect, during the competition, the Silver Ring Sect repeatedly assassinated key disciples of various sects, framed them, and sowed discord. Ultimately, after the competition, several of our sects fought each other, resulting in countless casualties. In the end, all the sects hated each other and no longer trusted each other, and the Southern Saint Sect completely disintegrated as a result."

Having said that, Long Yuanzheng couldn't help but clench his fists, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"We used to be the strongest sect in the Southern Saint Sect, and we were also the founders of the Southern Saint Sect. But after this battle, of the 41 disciples in the sect, only you and Uncle Liang were left alive."

"Even your senior sister and the others were only accepted by me later."

Su Ti fell silent when he heard this. He did not expect that Longmen had such a glorious and tragic past. He did not know what to say for a moment.

When Long Yuanzheng said this, he let out a deep breath.

"In the martial arts industry, fighting and killing are normal. There are glory and decline. You can win and lose, but what I hate most are those who stab you in the back."

There was a piercing hatred in Long Yuanzheng's eyes.

"If it weren't for the desire to pass down Longmen's martial arts, I would have fought the Silver Ring Sect long ago. It was they who caused the disintegration of the Southern Saint Sect and the blood debt of Longmen!"

Long Yuanzheng's chest kept rising and falling. Su Ti could feel his anger and hatred, but also helplessness.

Su Ti was not a stupid man. After Long Yuanzheng told him about this grudge, he knew how Long Yuanzheng had lived in the past ten years since the disintegration of the Nanshengmen.

Given Long Yuanzheng's personality, directly fighting with the Yinhuan Sect is actually the simplest and easiest option, and it is also the choice he most wants to make.

But for the last leader of a sect, he could not make this choice.

The continuation of the sect is more important than revenge.

So he endured it, tolerated the deep hatred, and continued the sect.

"Suti, I tell you this so that you will remember the hatred between our sects and not forget the shame, but I don't want you to avenge Longmen."

Long Yuanzheng finally calmed down, put away his anger, and tried his best to speak to Su Ti in a calm and gentle tone.

"You are a genius, and you have a broader path ahead of you than your master and I. It's just that I am useless and cannot provide you with the resources to enter the extraordinary realm. Otherwise, I believe that you can definitely reach or even surpass the martial arts realm of your uncle."

Long Yuanzheng looked at Su Ti with relief and a little guilt. Both in character and qualifications, Su Ti was too similar to his senior brother, Long Yuansheng, the former master of the Southern Saint Sect.

The same amazing talent, the same strong temper.

If it were thirteen years ago, when he had such a beloved disciple, he was 100% sure that he could revitalize Longmen, but now, he no longer wants to put so much pressure on Suti.

Because the Longmen of today is no longer the Nanshengmen of the Long Yuansheng period, and it doesn't even have the medicine to provide Suti with a breakthrough. For this, he only feels deeply guilty.

Over the past ten years, he has been thinking about revitalizing Longmen. The key to revitalizing an extraordinary sect is, first, disciples with outstanding talents, and second, resources.

He was a very lucky disciple with extraordinary talent, for when he had almost lost hope, God gifted him with one.

But there were no resources. Even though he had been desperately collecting and searching for the past ten years, he still couldn't find any clues about the Golden Python.

Therefore, now Long Yuanzheng only hopes that his disciple Su Ti can take over his mantle safely and continue Longmen. As for revenge and revitalization, he no longer has too many extravagant hopes for such things.

But sometimes, things don't go as we wish.
The next afternoon passed in the conversation between Long Yuanzheng and Su Ti. Long Yuanzheng talked a lot to Su Ti. In addition to the glorious and declining history of Longmen in the past, Long Yuanzheng also told Su Ti many things about the major sects in the original Nanshengmen, including the martial arts and fighting styles that each sect was good at, etc. Su Ti wrote them down one by one.

Time passed, and soon it was six o'clock in the afternoon. Normally, after dinner and seeing off the guests, today's disciple-recruiting banquet would have officially ended. But at this moment...
There was suddenly a commotion outside the door.

The door of the living room was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a silver-white martial arts uniform and with his hair combed back, strode into the hall.

Behind him followed a young man, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and an imposing bearing.

"I told them not to come in, but they insisted, Master."

Wang Gengyuan's figure appeared from behind. The eldest senior sister was in seclusion, and the third junior brother Yan Jun was injured and hospitalized. Only Wang Gengyuan attended Long Yuanzheng's disciple-accepting banquet, and he was responsible for helping to take care of some chores of welcoming and seeing off guests.

He didn't know these two people, the older and the younger, and they didn't say a word to him. They just rushed inside the villa and couldn't be stopped.

The main reason was that Wang Gengyuan saw that the two men had extraordinary temperaments and were also martial artists. He was not strong enough and did not dare to stop them, so he let them in.

When Long Yuanzheng saw the middle-aged man come in, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, his whole body shook, and his undisguised murderous intent was released!

"Qin Huan? How dare you come to my house!"

Su Ti had never seen Long Yuanzheng lose his composure like this before. He showed murderous intent as soon as they met, and he instantly guessed the identity of the visitor.

And his guess was indeed correct.
Qin Huan, a middle-aged warrior in a silver-white martial arts uniform, laughed.

"Master Longmen, I haven't seen you for so many years, but you're still so irritable. The feud between your Longmen and our Yinhuanmen has been over for so long, it's time to let it go."

"Put it down, haha."

Long Yuanzheng laughed in anger, took a few steps forward, and instantly came in front of Qin Huan, staring at him intently, with murderous intent in his eyes growing stronger and stronger.

When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous of each other, let alone a revenge that involves the annihilation of an entire family.

At this moment, every cell in Long Yuanzheng's body was screaming at him to take action, but considering his current disciples, Long Yuanzheng forcibly suppressed the impulse and just clenched his fists and said coldly.

"I will wipe out your entire family and then ask you to let go of your grudges. Will you let go?!"

Facing Long Yuanzheng's murderous intent, Qin Huan lowered his eyes, moved away and ignored him.

"Master Long, I am not here today to bring up the past, but to reorganize the Southern Saint Sect."

(End of this chapter)