Global Abyss: My Skills Can Enhance Infinitely

"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..." n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

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?

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..."

Uncertain of how to properly address Tao Yu’s seniority, the disciple had no choice but to awkwardly use ’young hero’ in the end.

"I’m not sure what the current situation is down there. You might not know, but with the grassland army besieging us, we’re guarding the critical pass. But we don’t know what exactly happened down there earlier; the commotion was big. Did Titans come to attack?"

"There were Titans earlier, but they’ve all been dealt with."

"I see. Please come with me, young hero. Currently, several of our Uncle-Masters are at Chongyang Palace. They might also want to know about the situation in the encampment below."

In truth, these youngsters did not have the authority to admit anyone; they had to report it first.

But since he had just blown up the stone stele, how could they keep him here against his will!

So, they had no choice but to take him up with them, their heads held high.

After all, he didn’t want to be hit by such an attack himself; it would be too unfair.

He was properly here to pay his respects to the mountain...

"By the way, my brother-in-law Guo Jing had sent a junior here to learn before, named Yang Guo. I’m wondering how he’s doing now," Tao Yu inquired.

Upon hearing this, that disciple’s face turned awkward, struggling to maintain composure.

Later he thought, the daughter of Pharmacist Huang was Guo Jing’s wife, so it was normal for the other party to call Guo Jing brother-in-law.

It was completely reasonable for him to come and check in passing.

But thinking about some of the events that had happened recently, his face still showed an awkward expression as he said,

"Ah, that, Yang Guo has always been taught by Uncle-Master Zhao Zhijing. I have always been here guarding the mountain pass, and I am not very clear on the details..."

His unnatural demeanor was evident even to the simple-minded heroine Cheng Lixue, which surely meant something was being hidden.

But without being told, Tao Yu had no interest in troubling such a basic-level worker.

"Alright then, I’ll ask them about it later."

He had already confirmed that his previous estimate was probably correct; the disciple who had fled was indeed Yang Guo.

However, just as he was following the path up the mountain, at a point ahead where the trail clearly narrowed and became extremely tight and treacherous, several Quanzhen disciples suddenly appeared.

Compared to the mere seven defenders encountered earlier, there were as many as twenty-eight here.

With control of such a natural stronghold, where even arrows could not cross the steep rocks, it was feared that before their strength was exhausted, they truly could hold it against ten thousand men.

And in contrast to the seven lower-ranked disciples below, there was also a third-generation disciple stationed here.

Seeing the disciple who had previously been on lookout duty suddenly bringing a man and a woman up, he asked in a low voice from atop a huge rock,

"Qingfeng, what’s going on? Why have you neglected your post and brought people up the mountain without authorization?"

"Reporting back to Uncle-Master Cui, this young hero is a disciple of Eastern Heretic and has proven his identity with the ’Divine Flicking Finger’ technique. Moreover, they have learned that the military camp below has been attacked by the Titans, so this disciple took the liberty of bringing them here," replied Qingfeng.

Indeed, Qingfeng was quite ingenious; though he spoke the truth, he avoided potential conflicts as much as possible, choosing the best possible solution that would allow them to pass.

Otherwise, he feared Uncle-Master could be beaten to death.

Sure enough, Cui Zhifang’s expression softened slightly, and then he nodded to Tao Yu,

"I am Cui Zhifang, a poor Taoist who greets the young hero. If we talk of seniority, the young hero ranks above me, please follow me up the mountain..."

After changing the guard, he instructed Qingfeng to continue to hold his position and to send a signal if anything arose.

With a third-generation disciple leading the way, the journey onwards was smooth, and so they arrived in front of Chongyang Palace.

But before even ascending the staircase behind and catching sight of the practice field above, Tao Yu could already hear the sound of quarreling above,

"Vile old hag, releasing bees to injure people, and then pretending to offer an antidote—who dares to take your antidote!"

The voice sounded rather indignant, which even caused the nearby Cui Zhifang’s expression to change slightly,

"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..."