Chapter 303: "Who is Yuan Que?"

As the roe owl cried out as it fell to the ground, Wen Yanzi ignored his injuries and flew forward, passing directly over the gray-robed man.

But it was still a step too late.

The roe owl's body was still there, but the demon pill suddenly exploded at an irreversible speed, turning into tiny points of light that floated upwards with the wind and snow until it could no longer be seen.

Wen Yanzi was horrified and hurriedly made hand gestures to condense the roe deer owl demon pill. It would always be good to have some.

But the extremely subtle spiritual light gathered and dispersed, gathered and dispersed at his fingertips, and after several times, he had to admit that according to his current condition, it was impossible for him to condense the pill...

"Wen, Yan, Zi." The voices shouted word by word behind him, with a hint of gnashing of teeth.

Wen Yanzi was not afraid at all. When she turned around, she asked angrily, "How could you kill it?"

As if he was stumped by his question, the gray-robed man's voice trembled for a moment, "Me? I won't kill it?"

"Are you going to watch it eat you?" After realizing that he was right, the man in gray robe became angry.

Meeting her puzzled look, Wen Yanzi fell silent for a moment and stopped refutation.

He didn't know how to explain it, and he couldn't explain it.

How to say it, say that he wants a living roe owl, not a dead body.

But how could he explain what to do with the living roe deer owl?

Perhaps this is how it is between her and him, forever separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, forever separated by silence.

Everything was fake in the first place, so what's the point of him telling the truth now?

"You're simply throwing your life away..." Feeling she'd spoken too harshly, she calmed herself down and tried to persuade him calmly, "Why are you running around instead of staying in Cangling Immortal Mountain?"

As she said this, she sheathed Fu Xue and Chun Sha, and then quickly took the time to check Wen Yanzi's injuries.

Did he go to so much trouble to escape from Cangling Fairy Mountain just to come here to feed the monsters?

Normally, he doesn't love his appearance the most, doesn't like the wind, and can't stand the sun. Even when practicing sword, he has to find a mountain with soft sunlight, and it would be best if there are clouds rolling and kingfishers singing as his companions.

How did I end up like this now...

"Stay in Cangling Immortal Mountain?" Wen Yanzi seemed to have heard something unbelievable and couldn't help but sneer, "I only regret that I didn't leave sooner."

"Wen Yanzi! You--" She was extremely shocked, but she couldn't say anything unpleasant.

He wants to leave Cangling Immortal Mountain?

She had been thinking a lot these days, not knowing how to deal with Wen Yanzi. After these things happened, she could no longer pretend that nothing had happened as she did before.

But while she was still racking her brains over where to go next and how to go, Wen Yanzi was trying so hard to leave Cangling Immortal Mountain?

She didn't know what to say, so she just remained silent, giving both of them some room to maneuver.

But there was a dripping sound somewhere invisible to her eyes, and she knew it was her heart bleeding.

Wen Yanzi knew what she was saying, and also knew that she would not reply.

Perhaps to her, he was just a young boy with low cultivation level.

There are countless people like this outside the gate of Zangling Fairy Mountain, just like the number of carp crossing the river.

What was he, anyway? A clueless, arrogant fellow who knew only connections and backdoors.

Why should she pay attention to him?

Therefore, there are some things that she doesn't need to explain or respond to.

Wen Yanzi wiped the blood off his face. The wet blood stung his eyes and hurt so much that he almost cried.

But he still persisted, looking up at the person in front of him——

Silver hair is like snow and face is as fair as spring.

A chaotic feeling of being both old and young made him feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

How did it become like this?

"What that stinky woman Wen Yu said is really unreliable." Wen Yanzi, who had just entered the Cangling Immortal Mountain and got lost after taking only a few steps, sat in a pile of rubble and sighed to the sky.

As Wen Yu had said, he was waiting in Jiangyang Prefecture for the legendary Emperor Chi Huang to come and pick him up.

But Chi Huangjun did come and pick him up, but why did they just send him to the foot of Cangling Fairy Mountain and then leave him alone?

It is said that this Hidden Spirit God does not like crowds and noise.

When Chi Huang left, he told him to be careful and not to use magic to enter the mountain before meeting the Lord of Hidden Spirits and introducing himself. Not only would that disturb the Lord, but it would also make his intention of becoming his disciple insincere.

He then walked through the mountains, but he could not clearly tell the direction. Now, let alone entering the mountains, he even forgot how to get home.

"Oh..." Wen Yanzi lay on her back and looked out through the dense branches and leaves.

The sky was getting colder, and the sunset had lost its last trace of red warmth. It was getting late.

It is said that the Lord of the Cangling Mountains has raised many ferocious beasts, so it is strictly forbidden to travel at night in the Cangling Mountains.

In other words, if he couldn't find the way again, he would just be eaten by others.

But at this moment, his stomach started to play the empty city trick again.

His cultivation wasn't high enough, and he hadn't yet gone through the "Qi Gu" fasting. He really wanted to eat the mutton hot pot made by Song Bo, the scallion sea bass cooked by Xiyan, the Huadiao drunken crab marinated by Song Lin, and Wen Yu...

Forget it, Wenyu can’t cook.

Wen Yanzi closed her eyes, not understanding why Wen Yu did this.

There is nothing good in learning a skill from a master if you have to live a life of hunger and sleep on stone slabs.

"Hey - young master, would you like to become my disciple?"

A crisp greeting came from far away, startling Wen Yanzi so much that she stood up instantly.

"Who is it?" Wen Yanzi looked around cautiously, not daring to act rashly.

But the man didn't seem to have any ill intentions. He just walked straight into Wen Yanzi's sight and said, "My name is Zhixian, Li Zhixian."

A girl dressed as a little child stared at him innocently with clear eyes.

Wen Yanzi clutched her sleeves unnaturally, secretly laughing at her own paranoia. "My name is Yanzi, Wen Yanzi."

"Are you going to become my disciple?" Li Zhixian fiddled with the small bag at his side and took out two roasted sweet potatoes. "Under the seat of the Cangling God?"

Watching her hand one of them to herself, Wen Yanzi touched her belly which had long since deflated, "Hmm..."

"Eat it while it's hot!" Li Zhixian seemed to notice Wen Yanzi's shyness and stuffed the sweet potato into his arms. "Eat it and get on with your journey!"

"You...are you also going into the mountains to become a disciple?" Wen Yanzi took a hesitant bite and started chatting with Li Zhixian, "Why don't you and I go together?"

He didn't know the way, so it might be better if he had someone to accompany him.

"Okay!" Li Zhixian walked ahead, holding the sweet potatoes in both hands. "I'm going into the mountains anyway, I'll take you with me!"

Seeing that she looked very familiar with the place and seemed to be able to find the way into the mountain, could it be that she was a disciple of a noble family who also came to Cangling Fairy Mountain to study?

Wen Yanzi hurriedly followed, "When we go into the mountains and worship the Cangling God, I will be your senior brother—"

He was a stranger here, and it would be nice if he could make friends with this little boy and have him as a companion.

"Senior Brother?" Li Zhixian stopped and looked up at Wen Yanzi.

Until she almost made his face turn red with anger, she smiled and nodded, "Okay, Brother."

…

"Hey, how could a senior from the immortal world like Lord Cangling have the time to care about a humble disciple like me?" Wen Yanzi threw away the broom in her hand and slumped down on the stone steps in front of the door.

Li Zhixian swept the floor very enthusiastically, cleaning it spotlessly one by one. When passing by Wen Yanzi, he reminded her, "Brother, lift your feet."

"That bitch Wen Yu's words are truly unreliable." Wen Yanzi raised her foot and put it down again, not letting his complaints get in the way. "She even said she had connections for me and told me to come and become your disciple without worry."

Where is the master? Where is the master? He hasn't even seen a piece of the clothes of the Hidden Spirit God!

"When will it ever end, chopping wood, fetching water, and sweeping fallen leaves all day long?"

Wen Yanzi looked at Li Zhixian who was going up and down, left and right in front of the stone steps as if he would never get tired, and thought of Ah Zhu at home, and couldn't help teasing her.

"Don't you think so, Junior Sister?"

"Yes, Senior Brother is right!"

Almost without hesitation, Li Zhixian didn't even stop what he was doing, and nodded in response to Wen Yanzi.

"And our master, the Hidden Spirit God, is truly a mysterious dragon that can only be seen from head to tail..." Wen Yanzi's smile gradually faded. Although it was just a joke, he was really worried that this would continue...

Li Zhixian nodded, "Senior brother is right!"

Fortunately, Li Zhixian was with him. The decision to make friends with him that day was indeed the right one. It was also the only right thing he did among the miscellaneous things such as entering Zanglingxian Mountain, becoming a disciple and studying, and sweeping the courtyard.

"But don't worry, I will definitely protect you." Having said that, Wen Yanzi stopped being lazy, stood up, picked up the broom and continued to work.

Li Zhixian's smile deepened, but he still didn't forget to say, "Senior brother is right!"

"Hmm?" Wen Yanzi frowned disapprovingly.

Realizing that his reply was completely off topic, Li Zhixian made a face, "Oh! Thank you, Senior Brother! You're so kind!"

…

Looking at the face in front of her, Wen Yanzi often feels a sense of disconnection.

What should he call her? Junior Sister? Lee Ji-hyun? Or...

"I will never go back to Cangling Immortal Mountain. You can go." Wen Yanzi smiled faintly, seeming to be relieved a lot.

What good would it do to hold on to it? He knew already that yesterday could not be kept.

The person opposite him obviously disagreed, "What's the point of being so stubborn?"

"It's fun when you play tricks on me, very fun!" Wen Yanzi's nose twitched slightly, and she tried her best to suppress the churning in her heart.

Wen Yu saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly said, "Yanzi, this Taoist friend just saved your life, so you must not be rude."

But it would have been fine if she didn't speak, but once she opened her mouth——

Wen Yanzi's expression suddenly changed for some reason, and she asked with a half-smile, "Fellow Daoist?"

Wen Yu was completely confused by what he said and didn't know how to respond.

But he didn't ask Wen Yu to wait too long, and laughed mockingly, "Why? You sent me to the Cangling Immortal Mountain, but you don't recognize the famous Cangling God?"

"What?" Wen Yu exclaimed in surprise, her gaze returning to the woman with her back to her. "How could it be, she is..."

Tai Hao nodded slightly and gave Wen Yu a positive answer, "It is the Divine Lord's hidden spirit."

The two swords on her waist are the best proof.

The Lord of Hidden Spirits became a god by killing people. His magic weapons were called "Fu Xue" and "Chun Sha". He was a well-known figure in the world of yin and yang, and in the four seas and eight wildernesses.

However, ever since she ascended to heaven, she has been imprisoned in the Cangling Immortal Mountain and has never come out into the world. Moreover, the Cangling Immortal Mountain sounds like a mountain, but in fact it is an isolated island in the ocean. Therefore, very few people have seen her true appearance.

"But according to rumors..." Wen Yu murmured, still feeling that something was not right.

Although she had never seen the real Cangling God, she had heard a lot of news about him from Chi Huang. Otherwise, how could she have felt at ease sending Wen Yanzi to Cangling Fairy Mountain.

It is said that the Hidden Spirit God is as cute as a child, so how could it be...

Looking at the man with white hair and extremely violent speech and behavior... Wen Yu really couldn't believe that this was the legendary Cangling God.

"I once went to Cangling Immortal Mountain to see Wen Yanzi." Yu Chang was silent, but finally decided to speak out, "At that time, Cangling...the Divine Lord did not look like he does now."

Tai Hao sighed slightly. He knew Yu Chang was not lying, but at the moment, there was probably only one possibility -

"The hidden spirit's technique...is broken."

"What?" Wen Yu didn't have time to think about what kind of skills he had or how he had broken them. "So, Wen Yanzi hunted the roe owl and sought the demon pill in order to..."

To give to the Lord of Hidden Spirits?

"Hmm." Tai Hao's complicated eyes swept across Wen Yanzi and Zang Ling who were standing opposite each other. Although the two were enemies, they seemed very close. "It's not impossible."

"Your Majesty, please don't bother with him." Wen Yu reacted and hurriedly tried to make friends with Zang Ling. "Wen Yanzi did this for Your Majesty. She's just being filial."

"Cough cough cough——" Zang Lingqi coughed continuously, not caring about the meaning of the words, "You——"

She turned around impatiently, and her first glance was for Wen Yu who had said that.

But just when Wen Yu thought that Fu Xue and Chun Sha were going to attack her, unexpectedly, Zang Ling was shocked as if he was struck by lightning.

"Yuan..." Zang Ling's lips touched each other, and he naturally called out another name, "Yuan Que?"

She is Yuan Que.

Perhaps because the wind and snow were too strong and the thunder was too loud, Zang Ling was afraid that she couldn't hear clearly, so he moved and immediately appeared in front of Wen Yu.

"I'm sorry, Yuan Que." Zang Ling reached out to hold her shoulders, but unconsciously withdrew his hands. "I promised you that I would never kill again."

How could her hands, which had committed murder, defile Yuanque?

Back then, she became a god by killing people. When she ascended to heaven, she possessed great power, but she could hardly control her violence and almost went astray and turned to evil.

It was Yuan Que who converted her nine times and taught her the Soul Hiding Method, which enabled her to suppress the bloodlust and cruelty that had long been ingrained in her bones and blood, and become an ordinary, peaceful and friendly person.

Now, not only has her power failed, but she has also killed again.

How could she have the face to see Yuan Que?

Zang Ling's eyes dimmed and her face became dejected. When the silver hair brushed across her nose, she saw Wen Yu take a few steps back, quite on guard.

"Who is Yuan Que?" Wen Yu was filled with surprise and doubt, unsure how to respond. "I'm not..."

She is Wen Yu, a disciple of the God of Spring.