Chapter 98: Yun Wanzhou's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he was furious beyond endurance...



Chapter 98: Yun Wanzhou's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he was furious beyond endurance...

A touch of pure white caught my eye, and in the blink of an eye it was carefully taken away.

Like a bird afraid of scaring people, it looks a bit clumsy and shy.

Xie Wuyang's heart rippled slightly, and he softened to pieces because of the temperament that Yun Wanzhou inadvertently revealed.

"It seems that Immortal Friend Xie and Immortal Venerable Yun have a very close friendship."

"Yes." Xie Wuyang's lips curled slightly, and he looked very happy. "I was an orphan when I was young. If it weren't for Master taking me to the sky, I would have lost my life long ago."

Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes calmly, pretending to mention it casually, "Come to think of it, it's different from Sect Leader Jiang. I heard that Sect Leader Jiang was accepted as Jiang Lin's last disciple only after he entered the sect?"

"Thank you, Immortal Friend, for being really well-informed." Jiang Shutong said.

Maybe it was because he had preconceived doubts, but Xie Wuyang always felt that Jiang Shutong was a little too calm at this moment.

Whether it was the theft of the Nightmare Stone in Cangqiong Mountain or the collusion between the Wax Apple Competition and the demons, the interests involved were inseparable from Jiang Lin.

Now that such a key witness is missing, whether out of the former master-disciple friendship or for the overall situation, Jiang Shutong, the head of the Lianwu Sect, should not be so calm and even have the mind to greet me here.

The wind created by the spiritual power blew the corners of the clothes of the person behind the tree.

Xie Wuyang's mind moved, and the spiritual power gathered in his right hand suddenly changed direction, as if an invisible hand grasped the fluttering tail of his robe. He remained calm and pretended to be friendly with Jiang Shutong.

"Not really," Xie Wuyang curled his lips, "I only know the basics. If Sect Leader Jiang doesn't want anyone to know, then no one can get a glimpse of it."

The tail of Lingli's robe at the other end was tugged by someone, like a silent warning.

Xie Wuyang raised the corner of his lips slightly and shook his right index finger.

The spiritual power stained on the end of the robe was like a growing vine, wrapping around the robe and moving up at an extremely fast speed.

The fingertips, wrist bones, forearms, and finally stopped at the shoulders, eager to touch the white and slender neck.

"Xie Xianyou, you're such a joker." Jiang Shutong smiled distantly, looking up at the dark night sky. "It's a cold night with heavy dew, and it's getting late. If Xie Xianyou has nothing else to do, you should go back quickly. I, Jiang, have some important matters to attend to, so I'll go ahead."

"Yeah." Xie Wuyang nodded with a forced smile.

Just as Jiang Shutong brushed off his sleeves and left, brushing past him, Xie Wuyang's brows suddenly furrowed, and his smile faded. "I just wonder if the important matter that Sect Leader Jiang mentioned is related to the previous Sect Leader, Jiang Lin?"

Jiang Shutong's footsteps paused behind him, and after a long moment, a clear voice came, "After all, Jiang Lin and I have been master and disciple for nearly twenty years, so I know him better than others. I'll go look for him."

"I wonder where Sect Leader Jiang is going. Does he need a disciple to accompany him?"

Jiang Shutong tilted his head slightly, revealing half of his face hidden in the shadows. His dark and deep pupils were like a lurking beast, full of shrewd calculations.

"No need," Jiang Shutong said with a faint smile on his lips, "There are some places where it is inconvenient for you, Little Immortal Xie, to go."

After saying that, he took another step and disappeared into the darkness.

Not until Jiang Shutong's figure completely disappeared from his sight did Xie Wuyang slowly raise his eyes and look behind the tree following his spiritual power.

He has always been arrogant. In comparison, Yun Wanzhou is more cautious.

She had been secretly harassed by him with spiritual power for such a long time, but she didn't say a word. Even when she was seriously provoked, she just glared at him with her eyes full of hidden anger.

Three parts anger and seven parts indulgence, seeing Xie Wuyang's fingertips shrink slightly, the spiritual power touching his shoulder became more and more restless.

Until the spiritual power passed through the thin red lips, Yun Wanzhou finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand to pinch the spiritual light on his shoulder.

"I'm fine, be careful." Yun Wanzhou frowned, and the spiritual light he had grasped dissipated in an instant. "Jiang Lin has not yet resolved the matter, it's not time to play around."

"Didn't Jiang Shutong already go look for her?" Xie Wuyang blinked, his face innocent. "What does someone else's family affairs have to do with us?"

Yun Wanzhou pursed her lips and ignored his poor acting skills.

Xie Wuyang's anger grew stronger, and he became more and more aggressive. He took a few steps forward to close the distance between him and Yun Wanzhou, "The moonlight is beautiful today, Master, why don't you take a walk with me..."

Before he could finish his words, Yun Wanzhou suddenly raised his hand to stop him.

Xie Wuyang's pupils slightly opened, and he watched the bony hand touch his forehead, bringing a chill.

Maybe it was because I had been standing outside for too long, it was even colder than the biting wind.

In order to prevent his original demon identity from being exposed, Yun Wanzhou had set up restrictions in this body.

Although the seal was later broken by the Iceberg Snow Lotus taken by Xie Wuyang, the remaining remnants could still save his life at the critical moment.

Xie Wuyang didn't remember much about the seal, and he didn't know where the seal was placed.

When the seal was first broken, Xie Wuyang thought it was on his chest, but later the demonic energy moved strangely, and Yun Wanzhou always touched his forehead. Could it be that the seal was on his forehead?

At this moment, a sharp pain came from his forehead, bringing Xie Wuyang back to his senses.

Xie Wuyang was caught off guard and cried out in surprise, suddenly raising his hands to cover his forehead.

"Master!" Xie Wuyang's eyes widened, his lips opening and closing, and after a long while he managed to utter a word, "Master, what are you doing?"

Yun Wanzhou's expression remained calm as he said seriously, "I reminded you to calm down and concentrate. Are you awake now?"

A cunning light flashed in his eyes, and was accurately captured by Xie Wuyang.

It was as if a crack had appeared on the usually cold ice surface, revealing the warm, flowing lake water underneath. Xie Wuyang was the only one who discovered this place.

Looking at Yun Wanzhou's smiling eyes, Xie Wuyang forgot to speak for a moment.

It was not until Yun Wanzhou reached out and gathered his robe that he came back to his senses.

“Master…”

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Yun Wanzhou tapped his forehead as he withdrew his hand. "Your tracking skill is about to fail."

Xie Wuyang nodded, and when Yun Wanzhou left with a wave of his sleeves, he followed behind.

Jiang Lin's collusion with the demons caused the status of the Lianwu Sect among the immortal sects to plummet. Now that Jiang Lin has disappeared in the Lianwu territory, the Lianwu Sect cannot escape blame. The only way now is to find Jiang Lin's soul before dawn to minimize the impact.

So the usually deserted path suddenly became brightly lit and bustling with voices.

When passing a small path, Xie Wuyang suddenly thought of something. His eyes rolled around and he pointed at the bush path that led nowhere. "I remember there was a path like this in Cangqiong Mountain."

Yun Wanzhou glanced sideways and nodded, "Yes."

Xie Wuyang smiled, "Then Master, do you know what this is used for?"

Yun Wanzhou remained indifferent and silent.

"Master is always serious and stern, and the disciples of Cangqiong Mountain don't dare to talk to you. I don't know why." Xie Wuyang said meaningfully, "A place like this..."

"But it's a good place for disciples to confide in each other..."

Perhaps in response to Xie Wuyang's words, a figure suddenly moved in the dark path, clothes rustling, and a gentle whisper, half-heartedly whispering, "The thief has escaped, and all the disciples of the Lotus Mist Sect have gone to look for Jiang Lin. Is this... inappropriate for you and me?"

Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows and understood.

Who could have thought that the Wax Apple Sect would be so open-minded, knowing that something big was going to happen today, this small sect was usually fine, and today there must be disciples patrolling there, but they couldn't help themselves and pulled their lover into hiding.

He didn't even know that this escape had made the Immortal Lord Cang Qiong laugh at him.

The more Xie Wuyang thought about it, the more interesting it became. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yun Wanzhou's expression.

Everyone knows that the Immortal Venerable Cang Qiong is pure-hearted and has few desires. Not to mention a Taoist partner, he has never even seen the shadow of a female disciple within three meters of his body. He is indifferent and even rejects love.

Now that I have discovered my disciple’s affectionate feelings, I wonder how he will react?

Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang coughed twice and added fuel to the fire, "These disciples really can't distinguish between public and private matters. Now that Jiang Lin's affair is still unsolved, how can they talk about love? I wonder which pair of unruly male and female disciples are..."

Before she finished speaking, the person who had just been complaining suddenly gasped, and was immediately followed by another clear young voice, "Lianwu has so many disciples guarding her, and there are also the heads and elders of various sects in charge, so why does she need you and me? Why not..."

The remaining words were unclear and drowned out by the blending sounds.

Now, not only Yun Wanzhou's expression changed, but even Xie Wuyang choked in his throat and his pupils trembled.

His original intention was just to take the opportunity to tease Yun Wanzhou, but he never thought that one of his disciples would be so bold as to bring his little lover into the underworld at such a critical moment of life and death, not to mention that there were two men involved!

The wax apple market is open to this extent?!

Seeing Yun Wanzhou's increasingly dark face, Xie Wuyang swallowed his saliva and said, "Master, how about we just..."

The sharp blade was unsheathed, making a sound of golden clashes.

Before Xie Wuyang could finish his words, Yun Wanzhou drew his sword, shattering the snow and cutting through the wind, heading straight for the source of the sound.

Xie Wuyang's eyebrows twitched, and before he could utter a word to stop them, the two disciples' screams resounded through the sky, startling a burst of birdsong.

"Who, who is outside..." Coming back to their senses and remembering that they were doing something shameful, the two disciples hurriedly covered their mouths and asked tentatively in a low voice.

The broken snow passed by Xie Wuyang's ears, and the sound of "clang" echoed back into the sheath.

Xie Wuyang looked away guiltily, staring at the broken snow around Yun Wanzhou's waist without saying a word.

At the same time, a cold snort came from above his head, which made people feel a chill on the back of their necks. They mourned for the two disciples in their hearts for a moment.

There was no response for a long time, which made the two disciples, who were already feeling guilty, even more anxious.

The dark path was silent for a long time before it began to speak again.

Two footsteps cautiously and tentatively approached the two of them.

Seeing two black shadows appear at the end of the path, Yun Wanzhou flicked his sleeve, and his spiritual power shot out a spiritual fire, instantly illuminating the faces of the two disciples.

I saw one disciple leaning sideways and burying his head in the other disciple's neck, tightly grasping the other's arm. The other disciple looked embarrassed and ashamed.

"Get out here." Yun Wanzhou's eyes suddenly turned fierce, frightening the two disciples and they walked towards them reluctantly.

"May I ask who the two immortal friends are..." Perhaps because it was a dark and windy night and there was no firelight, the two disciples looked at Xie Wuyang and Yun Wanzhou for a moment, then shrank their heads in disappointment.

Xie Wuyang coughed twice and looked at Yun Wanzhou's waist as if signaling with his eyes.

The smaller disciple's knees weakened, and he fell to the ground with a thump. "So it's... it's..."

The short disciple wiped the sweat from his forehead and suddenly pulled the disciple next to him down. It took him a long time to utter a complete sentence, "So it's Immortal Master Yun..."

"thump--"

At the same time, the tall disciple's knees fell heavily to the ground.

"Disciple, I didn't know Immortal Yun was here. I apologize for any offense. I hope Immortal Yun..."

Yun Wanzhou's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he shouted angrily, "Shame on you!"

"I am guilty," the tall disciple bowed to the ground, "I just haven't seen my Taoist companion for a long time. I couldn't help my emotions at the moment, so..."

"Daoist companion?"

Xie Wuyang's heart trembled at the undisguised contemptuous tone, and he turned his head away with a sense of concern.

As expected, the usually dignified and self-sufficient Yun Xianzun now glared angrily, his teeth clenched. "I've long heard that there are people having affairs within the Xianmen. Today, I see that they are indeed a group of people who are obsessed with lust."

Yun Wanzhou's cold eyes swept over the red marks on the shorter man's exposed skin. His voice was as sharp as an icy spike, "With the enemy at hand and the wicked on the run, you still have the mind to talk about the wind and snow here. This is truly eye-opening."

Cang Qiong Yunxianzun is a cold person and is famous for not showing his emotions on his face.

Now Duan Fang had completely lost his composure and was showing his anger, which frightened the disciples in front of him so much that they dared not even breathe.

Even Xie Wuyang had never imagined such a situation.

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