Chapter 113: Unexpected Misfortune "Digging out my ribs, suffering the pain of being torn apart from my flesh and blood...
Xie Wuyang glanced around the room and saw no unnecessary items among the furnishings. The man in black seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace, only a few wisps of inconspicuous black mist in the air.
Because of the previous experience, Xie Wuyang did not dare to let his guard down at all. He stepped forward and kept his eyes on every inch of the gap.
I don’t know if it was because the situation was urgent, the man in black didn’t have time to think and just randomly found a room to hide in. The furnishings in the room were too simple, there wasn’t even a table or chair, it didn’t look like a place where people could hide at all.
The only strange thing...
Xie Wuyang paused slightly, his gaze slowly falling on the circular stone pillar in the center.
In this room, in addition to the remaining breath and spiritual power of the man in black, there is another spiritual power fluctuation coming from above this stone pillar.
If the sensation is correct, it must be a barrier.
But no one lives here, so why is there a barrier? And who set it up?
The man in black was able to steal the Nightmare Stone from the Forbidden Land of the Sky silently, and he was able to take Jiang Lin for his own use. He entered and exited Lianwu without anyone noticing. His scheming and cunning were appalling, and one had to be on guard against him.
Xie Wuyang pursed his lips, and the Zhuxie sword in his hand wrapped around his fingertips and turned into a ring, and he walked straight towards the pillar platform.
Sure enough, I saw a spiritual light moving above and forming a dome barrier. A square box with vine patterns sat in the center, firmly protected by it.
Perhaps it was some rare treasure from the Wax Apple Sect, Xie Wuyang guessed.
When he was the Demon Lord, the treasures contributed by others were countless. He could even use the hard-to-find thousand-year-old ink to practice calligraphy. Apart from the Nightmare Stone, he had no interest in other people's things.
Seeing that the barrier had nothing to do with the man in black, he didn't investigate further. However, as soon as he turned around, a black gas suddenly flashed in his sight. Xie Wuyang subconsciously turned sideways, and the black gas brushed past his cheek and hit the stone pillar containing the treasure.
Cracks climbed up the rocks, stone pillars collapsed, the barrier shattered, and dust rose up.
Xie Wuyang's brows furrowed, and he raised his sword to chase after the source of spiritual power. Just as he took a step, a burst of scattered footsteps suddenly came from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, Xie Wuyang was surrounded.
In the middle of the crowd, Jiang Shutong walked over, the sword in his hand gleaming coldly. The moment he saw him clearly, his eyes widened in disbelief, "Why is it you?"
Xie Wuyang's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something was wrong. He tightened his fingers, "What does Sect Leader Jiang mean by this?"
Jiang Shutong pursed his lips, slowly raised his sword, and pointed it at him, "Do you know what's behind you?"
Behind him?
Xie Wuyang felt a chill down his spine and the cold seeped into the soles of his feet. When he turned around, the wooden box fell to the ground and a familiar, oddly shaped stone caught his eye. It looked like a human heart, but was riddled with holes.
It was like a basin of cold water fell on Xie Wuyang's feet. He felt cold all over and couldn't speak. It seemed as if even his throat was frozen.
Jiang Shutong's voice, a mixture of regret and sigh, echoed in his ears, "Xie Wuyang, this is the Nightmare Stone. Do you know what your presence here means?"
Xie Wuyang's expression was completely frozen. He turned around stiffly and met Jiang Shutong's gaze.
Jiang Shutong reluctantly turned his eyes away and slowly finished the second half of his sentence, "Cangqiong Mountain disciple Xie Wuyang is suspected of stealing the Nightmare Stone and colluding with the demons. He will be taken into custody immediately and await trial by the Immortal Sect."
"Where's the evidence?" Xie Wuyang pulled the corner of his lip, feeling that the charge was quite absurd and ridiculous.
Everyone yearns for the power of the Nightmare Stone. He was once obsessed with it and did not deny it.
But after experiencing life and death several times, he had seen too much and had already seen through everything. He even concealed his edge and wanted to be a disciple of an immortal sect for the rest of his life.
Why did he get accused of such a crime at this very moment?
How ridiculous...
"Thank you, my friend. I really don't believe that you are that kind of person, but this place is full of barriers. You appeared here for no reason. It's hard to believe that you did it unintentionally." Jiang Shutong said.
Xie Wuyang looked sarcastic and sneered, "Block? Is your Lianwu Sect's barrier made of paper? It's fine if someone sneaked in without noticing, but I was able to pass through such a strategic location as the Nightmare Stone without any obstruction. And now you're telling me there's a barrier?"
Jiang Shutong put his index fingers together and raised his arm, his sleeves fluttering, making a loud "whoosh" sound. His tone was solemn and resounded throughout the surroundings, "Then you might as well take a look at what these are."
As soon as the words fell, the candlelight that continued to carry spiritual power suddenly went out. At the same time, spiritual light suddenly lit up in all directions.
The barriers overlapped one after another, illuminating every corner of the house, as if competing with the sunlight outside.
Xie Wuyang's pupils shrank and he raised his hands to cover his eyes.
At the same time, disciples from all directions swarmed in, swords hanging at their necks.
Jiang Shutong turned his back and whispered, "Take him away."
The nightmare stone that fell out of the box was kicked around by a group of disciples and rolled to Xie Wuyang's feet.
Xie Wuyang's gaze lingered on it for a moment, his eyes turned cold, and he stepped over.
The residence of Sect Leader Lianwu is more than a few miles away from here, and gathering disciples will take a lot of time.
Unless they were well prepared, how could they arrive in such a short moment and capture this "spy"?
It’s just that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.
The Immortal Sect was determined to eradicate the evil, but never thought that they were just the scapegoat of the mastermind behind the scenes.
This day, things are really going to change.
…
The wax apple dungeon is pitch dark.
Because of the barrier, the dungeon was surrounded by moisture, and water vapor condensed around it, dripping onto the ground and piling up into pits.
Xie Wuyang's hands were tied, and he stared at the closed prison door with cold eyes, like a trapped beast waiting for an opportunity in the darkness.
In the darkness, it is difficult to distinguish time. Only the sound of dripping water in my ears symbolizes the passage of time.
After an unknown amount of time, the chain of the prison door at the end was opened. After a burst of messy footsteps, several figures stopped in front of Xie Wuyang, their eyes, each with their own thoughts, fell on him in a staggered manner.
"When will Yun Xianzun come back?"
The three familiar words made Xie Wuyang's fingertips tremble. He rolled his stiff eyes and looked at the blurry figure in front of him.
"Master, I have already sent a message to Immortal Yun, but..."
"Just what?"
"Immortal Yun has come down the mountain to deal with evil spirits. He's probably on his way now. His flying sword is bound to be unstable. I'm afraid..." the disciple hesitated, "I'm afraid he can't receive the sound transmission talisman."
"Then we'll calculate the time and wait until he arrives in Fengying Town."
"Can……"
"Any other questions?"
"If there really is an evil spirit in Fengying Town, Immortal Yun will probably have to set up a barrier to protect the people. Even the sound transmission technique..." The disciple paused, his voice gradually becoming quieter. "I'm afraid the sound transmission technique won't be able to penetrate."
"You..." The person who spoke emphasized his tone, not knowing whether he was angry or anxious, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Someone beside him tried to comfort him, "Alright, Sect Leader Jiang, at worst we can just wait a few days until Immortal Yun comes back and then give this spy a proper trial."
"Heh. You've been trying to curry favor with Immortal Master Yun, but have you ever thought about how cunning the demons are. What will happen if something goes wrong in these few days? Will you blame me, the Lianwu Sect?" The person who spoke had a hoarse and turbid voice, and he must be quite old.
Then a clear and sharp voice rang out, "Elder, you are right. Now that the facts have not yet been revealed, whether my junior brother is a demon or not is probably not up to you alone to decide."
"You are so rude, young man. You are so protective of this person. Are you also..."
"Elder Guo." A burst of spiritual fire shot out, igniting the candle in the cell and illuminating Wu Hanfeng's stern and fierce face. He was always straightforward and arrogant in his words. "Xie Wuyang is a disciple of Cang Qiong Mountain. Right and wrong should be judged by Cang Qiong Mountain. As an outsider, your involvement in this is already inappropriate. Are you trying to go beyond the limit and meddle in the internal affairs of our Cang Qiong Sect?"
"Master Wu, you're joking." Elder Guo took a deep breath and straightened his hunched back, as if that would be enough to suppress Wu Hanfeng. "But this incident happened within our Lianwu Sect after all. It shouldn't be too much for us to ask for an explanation, right?"
Elder Guo's cloudy eyes turned and he looked at Jiang Shutong standing beside him, seeking his approval. "What do you think, Sect Master?"
Jiang Shutong hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Elder Guo is right."
Wu Hanfeng glanced at the two of them calmly, and said calmly, "So what does Sect Leader Jiang want?"
Jiang Shutong didn't say anything.
Elder Guo pondered for a moment, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes. "My sect has always been at odds with the demons. Since some people think Xie Wuyang's identity is uncertain, I, Lianwu, have no right to hold him accountable. Why don't we give it a try today to see if I, Lianwu, have misjudged him, or if you, Cangqiong Mountain, are blind?"
"You...!" Xu Pingsheng's face was filled with anger. He stepped forward, but was stopped by Wu Hanfeng who raised his arm.
"Oh?" Wu Hanfeng raised his eyebrows, a cold smile on his lips, "You mean..."
"The demons are cunning and greedy by nature, so ordinary testing methods cannot guarantee absolute safety. But I have heard that demons have a rib in their chest that is different from other races."
Xu Pingsheng gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"My young immortal friend, please listen to me." Elder Guo stroked his beard, looking like an immortal, but his words were extremely bloody and harsh. "That demon's cultivation was too eager for quick success, and the demonic energy has long since corroded that rib. So..."
Elder Guo narrowed his eyes and said viciously, "I think if you want to identify Xie Wuyang's identity, you might as well dig out this rib and take a look. It can also be regarded as an explanation to us Lianwu!"
"But...but what if it's not?" someone asked in a low voice.
Elder Guo pondered for a moment and said, "If it's the demon clan, then it proves that Xie Wuyang is a demon clan spy. But if not, we can't completely rule out his heart being on the right path. After all, Lian Jiang Zhang..."
Elder Guo paused and shook his head, "Forget it. If not, I, Lianwu, can promise not to interfere in this matter. Sect Leader Wu will have full authority to make the decision."
"His ribs were dug out alive, and he suffered the pain of being torn apart by flesh and blood..." Xu Pingsheng looked at him in shock. "But what if it were an ordinary person? Wouldn't it be a disaster sent from heaven, and they would have to endure this unprovoked calamity for nothing?!"
"My young immortal friend, what you said is not true. How can it be said to be an unprovoked disaster?" Elder Guo glanced at Xu Pingsheng, his tone without a trace of guilt. "He broke into the wax apple barrier for no reason. Whether it was intentional or not, he can't be said to be without fault, right?"
"Can……"
Although he and Xie Wuyang were not close, they were fellow disciples and grew up together.
The current situation is unclear, and the wax apple sect is being aggressive. Xu Pingsheng really can't stand their attitude.
Unexpectedly, before he could even say anything, Wu Hanfeng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly nodded and agreed, "Okay."
Xu Pingsheng's pupils trembled, and his eyes suddenly widened, "Master?!"
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