Wuxia Crossover: The Quanzhen Ancestor Who Subdues the Nine Provinces

There’s a strange rumor at the Quanzhen Sect: you must never enter the Sutra Repository behind the mountain. A new disciple asked in confusion, “Why? Is it haunted?” His senior brother looked solemn. “Something far scarier than ghosts lives there: one of our founding elders.” “What’s so scary about reading books?” “The scary part is that he can read Basic Sword Arts and comprehend a sword strike capable of severing the Heavenly River. “He can read the Seven Slips of the Cloudy Satchel and summon a tribulation of lightning that blankets Mount Zhongnan. “Last time, our master, Wang Chongyang, merely asked him a question. He went back, secluded himself for three years, and broke straight into the Celestial Realm!” “These days, word is spreading across the martial world that the greatest expert in the Nine Provinces isn’t at Shaolin or Wudang. He’s in a little Sutra Repository on Mount Zhongnan.” At that moment, by the window of the tower, a dashing, otherworldly old Daoist set down his scripture and patted the white deer beside him, sighing softly: “Junior brother, you’ve been bragging again.” “I told you, I’m just an ordinary old man who likes some peace and quiet.” Outside the window, the cult leader of the Demonic Sect, just forced back a thousand miles by a single sword strike, was kneeling and shouting, “Mercy, Immortal!”