Fu Changling listened to the voice and raised his eyes with difficulty.
Who is it?
He desperately tried to stand up, hoping to see the man's face, but the man seemed to sense his intentions. In an instant, an invisible force descended from above, leaving Fu Changling unable to move. He only heard the man say, "You don't need to know who I am. I'll save you today, but you only need one thing."
"There's the fourth seal on Wumang Mountain," the man said softly. "You have to seal it."
"And don't bother explaining your reputation as a demon today."
"You..." Fu Changling said hoarsely, "What do you want..."
"Fu Changling, you should know that people from another world have come to our world. We know nothing about them, not how many of them are hiding in Yunze, nor where they came from. Now why not take advantage of their tricks and bear the name of traitor and master slayer? Then, find an opportunity to join them and gather information for the immortal world in the future."
The man seemed to have been prepared for this, speaking fluently. Fu Changling's vision gradually blurred. He wanted to ask who he was, but he no longer had the strength. He only felt a warm spiritual energy enveloping his wound. The man said calmly, "If you want to contact me, just call the Blue Bird."
The man's voice gradually became unclear, and Fu Changling fainted after hearing the last sentence.
Before he fainted, he remembered what Qin Yan said.
"That person told him that the demonic cultivators had infiltrated Yunze, and the immortal world needed someone to act as an undercover agent among the demonic cultivators. Otherwise, Yunze would definitely lose the battle between the immortals and demons. So he chose to betray the sect and join the demon world."
Qin Yan had shouldered all of this back then, and now it's his turn.
Fortunately, it was his turn.
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"I know," Qin Yan said in a low voice, "Senior Lin is a very good person."
Sang Ganjun was silent for a moment, then he said slowly, "Did you and Xiu... Fu Changling find out something at Wangu Cliff?"
"I know everything."
Qin Yan answered calmly. Sang Ganjun took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and restrained his emotions: "She..."
"Only a wisp of soul." Qin Yan knew what Sang Ganjun was going to ask and said decisively, "We know about the past for other reasons."
Sang Ganjun was stunned for a moment, then felt a little lost. He was silent for a while, sighed, and said, "Then tomorrow, are you going to overturn her verdict?"
"Lin Chen's matter involves too many things." Qin Yan shook his head. "Now that Master is away, the most urgent task is to stabilize Hongmeng Heavenly Palace. Tomorrow, as planned, we will announce in front of the Immortal Sect the crimes of True Lord Yuqiong and Yue Mingming for using people to refine their meridians. Let everyone know that this is not allowed. Using this as an excuse, we will take over Hongmeng Heavenly Palace."
Sang Ganjun nodded. Qin Yan turned his head and glanced at the sky. He said, "Uncle Master, if there is nothing else, please go back and prepare for tomorrow's ceremony."
Sang Ganjun glanced at Qin Yan's face with concern. He hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Ayan, your master..."
"I'm fine."
Qin Yan's expression was calm: "Uncle Master, don't worry. I practice the Way of Mercy, so I won't be too hurt."
"That's good." Sang Ganjun listened and gave a wry smile. "That's the good thing about you people who practice the ruthless way."
Qin Yan did not reply, but saluted Sang Ganjun. Sang Ganjun nodded and led his men away.
After Sang Ganjun left, Qin Yan was the only one left in the room. He stood there for a long time. After a long time, he sat down feeling a little tired. He sat beside Jiang Yebai's bed, alone.
He leaned against the cold jade headboard, quietly looking at the collapsed Wen Yue Palace, feeling the perception of Fu Changling in his heart.
He survived.
The jade pendant he gave to Fu Changling contained the essence of his heart and blood. Fu Changling wore it, and no matter where he went, he could sense Fu Changling's situation.
Now he didn't have the courage to talk to Fu Changling, so he relied on the jade pendant to feel Fu Changling's well-being.
After making sure that Fu Changling was okay, he relaxed completely. He sat there quietly, looking up at the ruins like a child.
He recalled the first time he entered this place when he was young. This place was not yet called Wenyue Palace. It was just an empty palace with weeds growing outside. Jiang Yebai pulled him to the door of this dilapidated palace and asked him with a smile: "Yan Ming, what do you think we should call this house?"
At that time, he had already read several books, but Jiang Yebai still had only a vague understanding of everything. Although he had finally learned to recognize things, he could not understand things like poetry at all.
Qin Yan was afraid that he would lose face if he chose a name, so he racked his brains. Just then, he saw the moon slowly rising from behind the palace. He said nervously, "Master, what do you think of asking the moon?"
"Okay!" When Jiang Yebai heard the name, he didn't think about it at all. He raised his hand and waved it. The words on the original plaque of the palace were erased. Only the two words "Wen Yue" with his sword energy were left hanging crookedly on it.
The two characters "Ask the Moon" were too ugly. When Sang Ganjun came, he couldn't stand it, so he wrote the two characters "Ask the Moon" himself and asked Jiang Yebai to imitate them. Jiang Yebai imitated them for a whole night and finally hung a slightly decent plaque.
Qin Yan didn't know what was wrong with him.
It was clearly a moment of life and death, but all he could think of were these trivial matters.
Perhaps it was because the time was too far, too long, a lifetime apart, and when he thought about it again, it seemed like there was a veil covering it.
I can't see clearly and I can't understand.
I have tried so hard and everything has changed, so why did this person still die?
Countless questions were mixed in his mind. He slowly turned his head and saw only the powder of Jiang Yebai's crushed body quietly spread on the cold jade bed.
Qin Yan looked at the powder. He looked at it quietly for a long time. It seemed that he saw that man lying on the bed in a disorderly manner after drinking, with the quilt kicked to the ground. Every time he had to pick it up, he would cover him with it. Then the man would open his eyes in a daze, look at him, and then turn over and fall asleep again.
When Qin Yan thought of these details, he couldn't help laughing. As he laughed, he felt a silent pain welling up in his heart.
This pain was like a huge hammer hitting his heart. He didn't know how to understand or describe it.
The pain was so severe that he wanted to roll on the ground, but for some reason, he felt unusually calm emotionally.
He suddenly understood the meaning of Jiang Yebai asking him to practice the ruthless way.
At least you can maintain some dignity even in the most painful moments of your life.
He paused for a moment, took a deep breath, stood up, and placed Jiang Yebai's ashes into the jade bottle.
After he finished packing, it was finally light outside. He could vaguely hear Shangguan Mingyan's voice coming from outside: "Big Brother, Master said the ceremony is ready and wants you to come over."
When Qin Yan heard Shangguan Mingyan's words, he responded.
Then he stood up, drew his sword and walked out.
At this time, the morning light fell on Hongmeng Palace. Yun Yu and Shangguan Mingyan were waiting for him at the door. Qin Yan glanced at their faces, nodded, and said, "Let's go."
Seeing that Qin Yan didn't ask him a single question, Yun Yu pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but Qin Yan just walked straight past him without saying anything.
Qin Yan led the two of them on flying swords, and in a short while, they arrived at Junzi Terrace.
At this time, the Junzi Platform was already crowded with people. People from all sects and schools sat in their pre-determined seats, and above them were eight cushions arranged in an arc. All the elders sat in their usual seats. One of the seats for the Lin family elder was left empty as usual and placed at the very edge, and the seat for the elder of Yuqiong Zhenjun was also left empty and placed at the very edge.
What happened last night had already spread. Before Qin Yan arrived, various sects and factions were already whispering and spreading the news of last night.
"I heard that something happened to Palace Master Jiang."
"Then will the Sword Contest on the Gentleman's Platform still be held?"
"Who is in charge of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace now?"
"Palace Master Jiang is dead, and the Dao Sect is likely to rise again. If it weren't for Jiang Yebai, the Sword Sect would have been suppressed by the Dao Sect long ago. Now that Jiang Yebai is dead, the Sword Sect is probably going to be anxious."
…
These people spoke without restraint. As soon as Qin Yan arrived, he heard what they said.
Qin Yan pretended not to know and walked up to Sang Ganjun under everyone's gaze. He bowed to him and said, "Uncle Master."
"Sit down."
Sang Ganjun said calmly, "Since your master has asked you to take charge of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace, you should take this position."
Sang Ganjun spoke, and the people around him looked at each other. Qin Yan saluted expressionlessly, but did not refuse and sat down next to Sang Ganjun.
Yue Qin frowned and raised her voice, "Sang Gan Jun, that seat originally belonged to the Palace Master. Even though Palace Master Jiang is not here, it would be inappropriate for you to let your disciple sit there."
Qin Yan didn't wait for Sang Ganjun to speak. Upon hearing Yue Qin's question, he said directly, "Before Master passed away, he ordered me to take over the Hongmeng Palace until the next Palace Master was chosen. I am the Acting Palace Master. Is it inappropriate for me to sit here?"
"You were by your master's side when he died," Yue Mingming sneered. "You haven't yet cleared yourself of the charge of master-killing. Who knows what your master said before he died?"
"No need to say more," Sang Ganjun said directly, "Ayan, explain the situation to the family."
Qin Yan ignored Yue Mingming after hearing this and stepped forward to address the crowd, "My fellow immortals, I am Qin Yan, the eldest disciple of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace and Jiang Yebai's disciple. My master tragically passed away last night, and I am now in charge of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace. The Sword Discussion at the Gentleman's Terrace has been postponed, but I have invited you all here today because there is something else I need to inform you of."
When Qin Yan said this, Yue Mingming frowned. There was a flurry of discussion below, but Qin Yan remained calm and continued, "In recent years, Yunze's spiritual energy has become increasingly thin. Many sects' cultivators have found it difficult to cultivate. With nowhere else to turn, they've resorted to many unorthodox methods. Among them is the practice of using humans to refine their meridians. This is against the will of heaven and goes against the Way of Heaven. However, because many disciples were so eager to cultivate, they made grave mistakes, including two elders of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace—True Lord Yuqiong and Elder Yue."
As he spoke, Qin Yan looked at Yue Mingming who was standing beside him. Yue Mingming shouted anxiously, "You are spitting blood on me."
"Whether it's slander or not, you can tell at a glance."
As Qin Yan spoke, he raised his hand and threw out a small ball. The small ball immediately burst into brilliant light, completely replicating the scene of Qin Yan in the place where Yue Mingming and Yuqiong Zhenjun were refining people, and projected it into the air.
At first, there were only people coming and going, and ordinary mortals were thrown into the boiling magma amidst crying and screaming.
Then I saw dense runes on the edge of the magma, and at the top of the runes, which was used to activate the spiritual power of the entire magic circle, was Yue Mingming's seal!
All large-scale formations require a seal to open them. This seal is often unique to cultivators. When people see that seal, everyone around them sighs.
Qin Yan raised his eyes and looked at Yue Mingming: "Elder Yue, do you have anything to say now?"
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