Seeing him do what he said, and lead his men away so decisively, Mu Hanyan couldn't help but think more highly of Zuo Qiuhan. Protecting his people was certainly a decent thing, but he was also honest and upright. In fact, when it came to protecting people, Miss Mu wasn't much better than others. It was just that those around her knew their limits and rarely took the initiative to stir up trouble.
The storm was finally over, and both sides were fine. Su Baoer finally breathed a sigh of relief. The priests of the Temple of Light looked at Mu Hanyan, and naturally there was a bit more admiration in their eyes.
"It turns out that the Chief Priest's strength has improved so much. I was scared to death just now. I thought you were really going to..." Long Wudang survived a great disaster. It seemed as if all the strength in his body was drained away at once. He fell to the ground and spoke with emotion. However, later on, he realized that he had been judging others by his own standards, and stopped talking abruptly.
"Do you think I'm really going to abandon you?" Mu Hanyan didn't care and said jokingly.
To be honest, if this guy wasn't just a bit of a dandy and not a bad person at heart, Mu Hanyan really wouldn't bother to care about his life or death.
"Hehe, the High Priest is magnanimous, keeps his promises, and is compassionate and dedicated to saving all living beings. How could he abandon me?" Long Wudang said flatteringly.
"Stop talking nonsense. Why are you in the Black Wood Prison?" Mu Hanyan glared at him unhappily and threw a healing pill to him.
Zirong, the flatterer, had not been around for a long time. After hearing Long Wudang's irrelevant flattery, she felt goosebumps all over her body.
"It's all because of that bastard Long Wucuo. I don't know how he persuaded the old man to throw me into the Black Wood Prison. He said it was to give me more experience, but you should have told me earlier so that I could be prepared. Why did you tell me at the best moment? Isn't it obvious that you are sending me to die?" When talking about this, Long Wudang was full of resentment and hatred.
Seeing Long Wudang's aggrieved face, Mu Hanyan felt a little sympathetic. With brothers killing each other to this extent, Long Wudang was indeed quite pitiful.
"Where are your companions? Are they all dead?" Mu Hanyan asked again.
Although Long Wudang's status is not as high as Su Baoer, Zuo Qiuhan and others, he is not alone in coming to Heimu Prison. However, it is clear that there is no one around him.
"My comrades, when they heard I was going to the Blackwood Prison to die, my men either lost their parents, their wives were about to give birth, or they themselves went crazy and ran away. The Tianyang Temple did send some people, but those guys had been flirting with Long Wucuo for a long time, so how could I dare to get involved with them?
When I entered the Blackwood Prison, I was attacked by strange beasts. I took advantage of the chaos and escaped alone. I have been hiding here and there ever since."
Mu Hanyan had originally assumed that this fellow's priests had either perished at the hands of a strange beast or at the hands of Zuo Qiuhan and his companions. But after hearing what he said, she realized that this fellow was completely alone, having survived by hiding and hiding with a cultivation base inferior to that of a Sword Heart Priest. Mu Hanyan was actually quite impressed by his ability to survive.
"Then how did you provoke Zuo Qiuhan again?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"I didn't provoke that guy at all. He was the one who kept biting me like a mad dog." Long Wudang cursed, and then explained indignantly: "I was hiding here and there in the Black Wood Prison, and I didn't get into any trouble. A few days ago, I suddenly ran into a few priests from the Tianyang Temple. They were hiding behind a huge rock, and seemed to be discussing something. They didn't notice me, so I didn't dare to confront them and hid myself quickly.
Just when I was about to leave quietly, dozens of strange beasts suddenly appeared and rushed towards them. I thought they were dead and was feeling happy, but hundreds of priests suddenly appeared.
Only then did I realize they were lying in ambush, waiting for the beasts to fall into their trap. The priests were incredibly powerful. I'd seen the leader before me; it was Zhao Xinghong, the Right Priest of the Temple of Life. There were also a few who were likely his personal guards. While not as powerful as him, they were not far behind. Their attack killed most of the beasts, and the rest escaped with serious injuries.
Strangely enough, even though the beasts were so badly injured, they didn't pursue them and continued to hide. I figured they were probably dead with such serious injuries, so I figured I'd take advantage of them instead of letting them down. So, taking advantage of the post-battle chaos, I quietly followed them, and my guess turned out to be correct!
Having said that, Long Wudang slapped his thigh heavily, with a smug look on his face.
Mu Hanyan now understood why this guy had been able to survive alone in the Black Wood Prison until now - he was bold and careful, and dared to take risks. This dude was not completely useless.
"I followed them for hundreds of miles, and those strange beasts finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell down one after another. I hurried to collect the five-colored soul beads. Just when I collected half of them, a guy who claimed to be a priest of the Frozen Temple showed up. I thought that since it was ill-gotten gains, whoever saw it would get a share, so it didn't matter if I gave him half if he wanted it. But that guy asked a few questions about my origins and wanted to kill me to silence me. Of course I couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so I beat him up seriously. Later, Zuo Qiuhan pestered me like a mad dog. If I hadn't met you, I would never be able to go back." Long Wudang said with a gloomy face.
"How could you seriously injure him?" Mu Hanyan looked at Long Wudang with some suspicion.
Among those sent by several main temples to participate in the trial, the weakest ones are all first-level Divine Heart Priests. With Long Wudang's strength, can he seriously injure others?
"Of course it's not that simple. I also used some strategies." Long Wu blushed. Although he said he used a strategy, he looked embarrassed to speak out.
Mu Hanyan glanced at him with a half-smile. What plan could he possibly have? Most likely he'd just kowtow and cry, begging for mercy, and then suddenly attack when no one was paying attention. She had seen Young Master Long lying on the ground, holding his head, begging for mercy with tears and blood all over his face, when they first arrived at the Flower Rain Temple.
"By the way, what on earth are Zhao Xinghong and his gang doing? They have clearly severely injured those strange beasts, so why are they unwilling to give chase? They don't even want the five-colored soul beads?" Long Wudang blushed even more when he was looked at by Mu Hanyan, and changed the subject.
Mu Hanyan's heart moved, and she vaguely guessed something.
"Are they trying to ambush you?" Long Wudang was not stupid. He looked at Mu Hanyan and said suspiciously.
Although he arrived last, he had heard rumors of the feud between Mu Hanyan and Zhao Xinghong when he arrived at Qianlong Valley. He had even heard rumors of Mu Hanyan whipping Zhao Xinghu. Given the Zhao family's prestige and Zhao Xinghong's current status, how could he possibly let Mu Hanyan go? He had initially found it strange that Zhao Xinghong had given up so easily, but then, recalling his strange behavior when he had seen them before, he suddenly understood.
Not only will Zhao Xinghong not let Mu Hanyan go, he clearly wants to kill her.
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