Chapter 89: Midie Feiyan, with only one person and one sword, intimidates a sect of hundreds of people...

"You are Lan Jue, the cultivator from the Qingxuan Sword Sect, right?"

When Gu Congxing heard the girl ask this question, a silent smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"So what if it's true, so what if it's not?" The handsome swordsman tilted his head. "Although I've heard that Lan Jue is handsome, I didn't expect to actually meet one of his followers."

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense!"

Ji Ling put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "We were ordered by the master to capture this guy! Who likes him?"

I was fooled as expected.

Gu Congxing's eyes moved slightly, and when he saw the quiet girl named Ji Meng frown slightly, he knew that what Ji Ling said was true.

If that's the case, they must have come here because they received the news. Could it be that the eldest brother is currently in Qiye City?

No, if I meet him, I will definitely be recognized and my identity will be exposed.

The best strategy now is to run away.

"Unfortunately, I am not the famous Lan Jue."

Gu Congxing's spiritual power surged throughout his body, and the disguise on his face began to change.

Eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like cold stars, face clear and handsome——

This time, he actually transformed into an appearance that resembled Gu Mingting!

The two brothers looked 50% alike, and this time he did not cover up completely like he did last time.

The young man grinned, his brows curved. "Two fairies, can you please let me go now?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Ji Ling's face, and she stared straight at Gu Congxing's face.

She snorted lightly and was about to withdraw her fighting spirit, but she saw Ji Meng had already thrown out a long blade in an instant!

The pitch-black scimitar spun rapidly and attacked Gu Congxing. He narrowed his eyes and immediately raised his sword to block it!

“Zheng!!”

Amidst the flashes of swords and shadows, the scimitar was quickly ejected!

Ji Meng jumped up like a butterfly spreading its wings, and suddenly took the knife back into her hand.

"Xiao Meng?" Ji Ling asked in surprise.

"Don't forget, Lan Jue's cultivation is higher than ours." Ji Meng bowed slightly after landing, holding the knife across his chest. "That means, even if he is still in disguise, we still can't tell."

"So, do you still want to fight?"

"Fight." Ji Meng said decisively, "Force him to make a move, and I will make the decision myself."

The other girl is more difficult to deal with than I thought.

Gu Congxing stood with a sword in his hand, releasing the spiritual power from his body.

The whale-slaying sword made a buzzing sound, and Gu Congxing raised his sword high and attacked suddenly!

"boom--!"

The sharp sword force, carrying tremendous spiritual pressure, attacked Ji Meng like lightning!

She immediately tried to block with her double blades in hand, but she collided with the sword and was forced to retreat several steps.

"Drink!"

Ji Ling also flew up at this moment, holding a soft sword, and immediately attacked to help.

The collision of spiritual power on both sides produced a huge air wave, their sleeves fluttered, and they finally broke the ferocious sword force during the wrestling.

“Swish——”

Smoke and dust scattered everywhere. Ji Ling and Ji Meng looked up, but the opposite side was empty. Where were the cultivators?

"Damn it, he actually escaped!" Ji Ling stomped her feet.

"...Hmm, I guess he just used that attack just now just to escape."

Ji Meng glanced at the place where Gu Congxing was originally, and put the two scimitars back into the sheath.

"How is it, Xiao Meng, is he Lan Jue?"

Ji Mengsi paused for a moment and slowly shook her head.

"No. Lan Jue has a water spirit root. Even though that person just used only one move, I'm sure it's not a water spirit root."

"After all, you also have water spiritual roots~" Ji Ling said, holding his head.

Ji Meng gently stroked the silver bracelet on her wrist: "Although his cultivation is higher than ours, he should not have reached the Out-of-Body Stage, but Lan Jue is already a cultivator in the Out-of-Body Stage."

After hearing her say this, Ji Ling pouted and nodded the head of the little snake on her arm.

"Come to think of it, we are both still in the Nascent Soul stage, but the head of the family asked us to capture Lan Jue. What was he thinking?" Could it be that the Ji family has no one left?

"Of course, it's because if we get serious, we can beat him. Don't forget, we haven't even used the Gu yet."

Ji Meng turned around and said to Ji Ling, a confident smile on her beautiful face: "Also, although that guy is powerful, he has been seriously injured."

Ji Ling nodded heavily, her slightly immature face full of determination.

"As long as Lan Jue is controlled, no one will be able to stop that master's great cause!"

***

Gu Congxing ran madly, shuttling under the shadow of the roof.

Fortunately, he managed to shake them off. Although he could fight the two Ji women with all his strength, it would be quite difficult and he was afraid that his identity would be exposed.

If I can find the eldest brother, I will secretly send him a message to help him avoid those two people.

The Ji family had always excelled in the art of witchcraft and the five poisons. He still remembered the terrifying feeling he had during his previous battle with the blood butterfly. While his eldest brother was formidable, avoiding conflict was still a better strategy than a head-on confrontation.

"However, that Ji Ling does look very familiar..."

The image of the petite girl flashed through Gu Congxing's mind, and his thoughts raced.

Willow-shaped eyebrows, lake-blue eyes...

By the way, this appearance is exactly that of the female cultivator from Tianqi Sect—Xie Qingnian!

At that time, she was the one who brought him to Xuanyuan Chu's palace.

Could it be that Xie Qingnian is related to the Ji family?

His mind was full of thoughts and he did not stop walking. Soon he arrived at the Qianyan Hall in Qiye City.

Gu Congxing put on his hat again and pushed the door open.

There were many monks coming and going in the building, but most of them concealed their figures and faces and did not talk to others.

Several young men in grey-collared suits shuttled among them, their steps light and nimble, like spring swallows carrying mud.

"Hey, welcome, welcome. Are you here to exchange or sell information?"

A young man came forward eagerly. Gu Congxing did not say anything, but took out the "Mo Yu" that Xiao Wangyou had given him before - the highest-level token of Qianyan Hall.

The system was slow in restoring his magic weapon, but fortunately, after restoring the Whale-Slaying Sword, he regained the Ink Feather.

"Here, this is it! Come with me!"

The young man's expression suddenly changed, and he solemnly took Gu Congxing up the stairs.

It seems that Mo Yu is indeed extraordinary.

Gu Congxing followed the young man and went straight to the top floor.

Facing him was a carved screen, and behind it, on a mahogany couch, lay a man in black, lying unsteadily. Seeing someone coming, he casually sat up, yawning and saying:

"Eleven, I've told you before, if you don't have information worth more than ten thousand spirit stones, don't bring anyone up here casually."

The young man immediately said, "Boss! This one has Mo Yu!"

The black-clothed man's lazy look suddenly disappeared, and his deep eyes, like lightning, shot directly at Gu Congxing!

Under the bamboo hat, Gu Congxing's pupils also shrank suddenly——

The man in front of him had a fair complexion and a feminine temperament. Could he be none other than the head of Qianyan Hall, Yan Wujian?!

Qianyan Hall is spread across the five continents, with hundreds of branches. I didn’t expect that he would be here!

"Oh? It turns out to be the distinguished guest holding the ink feather."

Yan Wujian changed his lazy attitude, straightened his clothes in a dignified manner, and walked forward with a smile.

"Eleven, you go down first." He turned and led Gu Congxing to sit on the main seat. "Dear guest, could you please let me see the black feather in your hand?"

Gu Congxing held the black jade in his hand and after thinking for a moment, he handed it over.

I have changed my appearance now and am wearing a bamboo hat, so Yan Wujian should not recognize me.

Yan Wujian stroked Mo Yu, his fingers running across the proud swallow head on the jade, his eyes moving slightly.

But he immediately raised his head again, with a standard smile that businessmen often use:

"Ah, it really is the genuine Mo Yu. In recent years, there have always been some cunning people who have used fakes to deceive us of information. My Lord, please forgive me."

"...Nothing." Gu Congxing changed his voice and reached out to take it.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the moment I spoke, Yan Wujian’s eyes seemed to flash.

But when Gu Congxing looked at him again, he saw that his expression was calm again.

"So, what news do you want to know? Mo Yu is here, and I will tell you everything I know."

Gu Congxing thought for a moment and confirmed the matter of the Demon Lord and the Demon King with him first.

As expected, Yan Wujian nodded and said, "Indeed, the current brutal Demon Lord is none other than Zhong Ming, and the other Demon King is none other than Si Junjian, the former first disciple of Tianlin. Oh, what a twist of fate."

"Well," Gu Congxing's voice unconsciously imitated Gu Mingting's, sounding a little deeper. "Then do you know how the Qingxuan Sword Sect's Zhuoguang Sword Master is doing now?"

"Oh, my Lord, don't you know?"

Yan Wujian tilted his head and feigned surprise, saying, "Zhuoguang Sword Master has been missing for several years since he failed to overcome the tribulation."

"What did you say?!!"

Gu Congxing stood up suddenly, his voice suddenly rising.

He clenched his fists, and his face under the hat showed a ferocious expression.

"What on earth is going on?!"

"...Well, my lord, please calm down for a moment." Yan Wujian's smiling eyes widened slightly, his gaze sharp. "In that case, I'll start with the great chaos seven years ago."

"As you know, seven years ago, Tianqimen gathered all the immortal sects to discuss important matters. However, one day, a powerful demonic aura and demonic energy erupted from Tianqimen. Everyone rushed there, but all they saw was... Gu Congxing, who had self-destructed while holding Xuanyuan Chu."

Gu Congxing remained silent.

Yan Wujian's expression grew more serious as he continued, "Of course, even so, some people saw Zhong Ming in his demonic form and Si Junjian transformed into a demon. Meanwhile, Gentleman Sword Lan Jue took them all and escaped into the secret scroll."

"After that, the leader of the Tianqi Sect claimed that Gu Congxing had been seriously injured by a demon and had gone astray, and had even accidentally killed Xuanyuan Chu. And for the sake of the stability of the cultivation world, they had to slay the demons and kill Zhong Ming and Si Junjian."

"Even Lan Jue was nearly labeled a heretic at that time."

Gu Congxing listened silently and couldn't help but clench his fists.

"However, just as the Apocalypse Sect gathered all the monks and prepared to set off, Zhuoguang Sword Master arrived."

"He had just repaired the Western Wasteland barrier when he learned of Gu Congxing's death. Hearing about this, he concluded that Xuanyuan Chu had ulterior motives and that Gu Congxing would never have taken innocent people with him to self-destruct."

Master...

A sour feeling surged to the tip of his nose. Gu Congxing bit his lip and tried his best to keep his voice steady.

"After that?"

"Although Zhuoguang Sword Master is renowned, the demons and half-demons have already been seen with their own eyes. The head of the Apocalypse Sect is determined to slay the demons first. The truth will then become clear."

“However, Shen Mu took action at this moment.”

Having said that, Yan Wujian sighed lightly.

"I'm afraid no one present will forget that strike from Zhuoguang Sword Master. With just one strike, he sent the Apocalypse Sect's leader's whisk flying a hundred meters."

"Afterwards, seven more elders from the Tianqi Sect stepped forward to protect the Sect Leader. Zhuoguang Sword Master remained undefeated."

Gu Congxing was slightly stunned when he heard this, and the supreme sword intent seemed to flash before his eyes again.

Yan Wujian's expression was one of complete awe.

"With just one man and one sword, he intimidated a sect of a hundred people."

"Zhuoguang Sword Master bought time for Lan Jue and the others. Seeing his actions, some cultivators from other sects changed their minds, claiming that Xuanyuan Chu must have been the first to commit the evil deeds. They then joined Sword Master in stopping the Tianqi Sect... Let me think, it started with just the Gu family, but later on, elders from the Qingxuan Sword Sect and the Tianlin Sect also joined in."

I see.

No wonder there is the confrontation situation among the immortal sects today. It actually started to change from that time.

"Then...how could he fail to overcome the tribulation?" Gu Congxing asked with gritted teeth.

"Alas, it's really unfair to God." Yan Wujian sighed, his tone quite regretful.

"At that time, Zhuoguang Sword Master first spent a lot of spiritual energy to repair the barrier, and then intimidated the people of Tianqimen. As a result, on the day when the Demon Master and the Demon King returned to the Demon Realm, the Mahayana Tribulation Thunder suddenly arrived."

Gu Congxing's heart trembled suddenly.

By the way, when I met my master at the Jiehuo Gate, he also mentioned that he was about to undergo a tribulation.

Damn it, this damn thunderbolt! It came at the perfect time!

"Even someone as powerful as the Sword Master would have found it difficult to successfully transcend the tribulation without full spiritual power." Yan Wujian glanced at Gu Congxing, "After that, he disappeared."

"No one has seen Zhuoguang Sword Master in the past few years."

Gu Congxing's hands clasped the handles of the wooden chair, which suddenly began to crack, and his fingertips turned blue and white from exerting too much force.

"...Since you said he is missing! Then, Zhuoguang Jianzun is still alive now! Right?!" He leaned forward and stared straight at Yan Wujian.

Yan Wujian's nose twitched and he looked up at the face under the bamboo hat.

"Indeed. Zhuoguang Sword Master, your life lamp is still on."

Gu Congxing suddenly relaxed, but then asked anxiously, "Do you have any clues about where he is?"

But Yan Wujian remained silent for a while and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I really don't know about this."

"Is that so..."

"However, I heard that Sword Master's two disciples have never given up on finding him. If you could meet, perhaps there would be some clues?"

Gu Congxing was silent for a moment and nodded slightly to him.

"Thank you. I'll take my leave now."

Yan Wujian watched the slender figure go away, and until he was sure that he had left Qianyan Hall, he summoned a communication jade token from his arms.

"What is it?"

The usual cold voice came from the other side of the jade card.

"Young Master, this is a big deal. I saw the black feather you sent me again."

The Mo Yu was crafted by Yan Wujian himself, and there are only five of them in the entire cultivation world. He naturally knows exactly which one was given to whom.

"Also, the man holding the ink feather surrounded me and asked me a lot of questions about Zhuoguang Jianzun."

There was a dead silence on the other side of the jade plate, followed by the sound of ceramics shattering.

"Where are you?! I'm coming right over—"

There was another crackling sound over there, and the young man's voice rang out urgently: "Stop him! Don't let him get away!"

Yan Wujian smiled with interest and looked out the window.

...Oh no, that person is gone.

Gu Congxing jumped onto the roof, not forgetting to cast the invisibility spell on himself.

Master, Master!

I will definitely find you!

The veil under the hat was blown up by the wind, revealing the young man's sharp jawline.

“Ling——”

A flash of water suddenly appeared before his eyes, and Gu Congxing stopped immediately.

But the water light did not attack, it just turned into a ball of water and fell gently, like a late spring rain that came specially for him.

Gu Congxing looked back suddenly.

This familiar spiritual power...

"Oh, we've been discovered?"

Atop the eaves of a nearby attic, a figure in white stood, leaning against the wind. Its wide sleeves fluttered in the breeze, like flowing clouds.

Seven years had passed, and that man's features were still as clear and picturesque as ever. At this moment, a gentle smile played at the corners of his lips, as if they were meeting for the first time.

"Your Excellency." Lan Jue nodded slightly, his voice like the sound of jade chimes striking each other, "What a coincidence."