Chapter 138 Disbelief "It's nothing, I'll tell my junior sister later."...
Hearing Jiang Yuhuo say this, Wen Yizhan finally relaxed a little, but she was still worried. She reached out and grasped Jiang Yuhuo's pulse, and then checked her spiritual breath to confirm that her body and soul were indeed unharmed.
"Junior sister..."
Wen Yizhan had many questions to ask and many things to say.
Jiang Yuhuo looked troubled, seemingly deep in thought. Hearing his call, Jiang Yuhuo snapped out of her reverie and looked up, waiting for him to continue.
Seeing her clear and pure eyes, Wen Yizhan couldn't bring herself to say anything. She simply reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, smiling with her eyes crinkled.
"It's nothing, I'll tell my junior sister later."
Jiang Yuhuo nodded with a slight smile, "Okay."
As they were talking, Zhang Zhenyang arrived with Xiao Jing.
A whirlwind suddenly rushed into Jiang Yuhuo's arms, separating the two of them.
"Auntie, you scared me to death! I thought you were going to disappear again."
Xiao Jing clutched her clothes, terrified that her aunt would disappear again, just like before. Mortals could ascend to immortal mountains, but where could immortals go? Xiao Jing didn't know; immortal mountains were already so difficult for her to find, so it was definitely not a place she could reach.
Jiang Yuhu patted the person in his arms, "Didn't you say you'd wait for me in Xidu City? Why did you still come?"
“You still have the nerve to talk about her,” Zhang Zhenyang glared at her, “You two are not even as good as her.”
When he first received Xiao Jing's message, he thought it was just a child's impetuous nature, but when he arrived on the island, he realized that things had far exceeded his expectations. On the way to find the fishing lights on the river, Wen Yizhan told him what she knew, and the more Zhang Zhenyang listened, the more his white eyebrows furrowed.
Such a big thing happened, and neither of the two apprentices uttered a word. They're not even as good as a little kid!
It's good that both of them are safe now, but if Bai and Jiao had gone a little more crazy, he didn't dare to think about what he would see when he arrived.
The two disciples had no words to refute and obediently listened to the instruction.
"...And you, that's a demon-sealing seal! How dare you go down there? Bai Hui isn't thinking straight, are you too?"
Jiang Yuhuo had never seen Zhang Zhenyang so angry before. She wasn't angry, but just a little stunned.
Someone else is angry.
Xiao Jing glared at Zhang Zhenyang, "Hey! Don't you dare insult my aunt!"
Zhang Zhenyang sealed her mouth with a restriction, saying, "You think you're all done for? It's not your turn yet. We'll talk about your matter later."
Zhang Zhenyang was about to continue his lecture to his young apprentice when Xiao Jing suddenly rammed into him. The little brat, with an unexpected burst of strength, nearly strained his back. Enraged, Zhang Zhenyang immediately lifted her aside and cast another restriction, binding her obediently to a rock.
Wen Yizhan couldn't help but smile. She never imagined that this little niece who appeared out of nowhere would be her master's nemesis.
This smile did not escape Zhang Zhenyang's keen eyes, and sure enough, the focus immediately shifted to him.
Zhang Zhenyang glared at him. "You're still laughing? Wait until you're replenishing your soul, then let's see if you'll still be laughing."
Upon hearing the words "No need to wait for soul replenishment," Wen Yizhan's smile vanished. His brow twitched, and he looked at Jiang Yuhuo, noticing her expression darken.
Jiang Yuhuo pressed down on his wrist and, without saying a word, sent a wisp of spiritual energy into it. The deeper she probed, the more remorseful she became.
"It's inside the sword formation." This wasn't a question, but a statement.
Jiang Yuhuo knew very well that she couldn't see anything while in the sword formation, and it was Wen Yizhan who helped her resist the sword energy and then helped her hold the line.
She was reckless.
Wen Yizhan grasped her hand in return, "It's alright, just go back and cultivate in seclusion for a while to repair it."
He spoke lightly, but Jiang Yuhuo knew the pain of a broken soul. She would never forget the agony of her soul being torn apart when she was swapped bodies. Although repairing the soul was not as good as swapping bodies, it was still unpleasant to have one's soul damaged.
Jiang Yuhuo lowered her eyes. "It will hurt."
Those two simple words rendered Wen Yizhan speechless, unable to utter a single word of her usual playful and affected manner.
A strange warmth flowed through his heart, making it feel like it was about to burst. He could only hold her hand, wishing he could hold it even tighter.
His junior sister may seem aloof, but she is actually the gentlest person in the world.
Zhang Zhenyang glanced at the two clasped hands and frowned imperceptibly. He said to Jiang Yuhuo, "You don't need to worry too much. I will protect him and let him learn something so he can use it in the future."
Jiang Yuhuo understood what he meant and taught Wen Yizhan to use it as a support for her future body transformation.
She didn't respond to that, and when she later told her about the situation inside the Demon Sealing Seal, she also omitted the fact that Bai Hui had exchanged information about Jia Qianyang for the Kunlun Nine Swords.
First, she didn't want them to know about Jia Qianyang and her affair. Her master had previously said that she was too bloodthirsty and never liked her seeking revenge. Second, she knew very well that if her master found out that she had gambled her life, he would probably faint from anger.
Rather than adding to his worries by saying it, it's better to pretend it never happened, since she is currently unharmed, which is quite convincing.
The matter of breaking through the Netherworld and cleansing the demonic energy was only attributed to Bai Hui, with her assisting from the sidelines.
Zhang Zhenyang listened with skepticism, having never known that Bai Hui possessed such great abilities before.
But what could he do if he didn't believe it? According to Xiaoyuhuo, Bai Hui's soul had gone to the underworld, and no one could find her to verify it.
Now that the cultivator's soul has returned to the Netherworld, the demonic energy has been completely cleansed, and the demon-sealing seal has dissipated, this is already the best possible outcome.
Zhang Zhenyang looked at the Moyu River in front of him. The river water was so clear that the bottom could be seen, and the surface of the river was greenish-blue under the clear sky.
If it weren't for the demons being suppressed, it would have been a pristine river.
Zhang Zhenyang sighed as he looked at the river. As the Demon-Sealing Seal disappeared, all the entanglements of the past century flowed away with the river.
And then it was all over.
But then Jiang Yuhuo asked, "Master, there is still something I don't understand."
"What is it?"
Jiang Yuhu hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking, "When the Demon-Sealing Seal was opened, I asked Senior Bai Hui why she did it. She said it was because Master had betrayed them."
Wen Yizhan was taken aback when he heard this; he hadn't expected Bai Hui to say these things.
But……
Zhang Zhenyang smiled, his gaze falling on the calm river flowing into the distance. "What else did she say?"
Jiang Yuhuo said, "She said that Master is a treacherous person who abandoned the sect for the sake of the one he loves."
These words were already quite a serious accusation, and Jiang Yuhuo looked up at Zhang Zhenyang's back.
His gray hair and beard danced wildly in the river breeze, and the lines on his face were even more clearly visible under the sunlight.
Compared to Bai Hui and the others, their master was already very old, much older than their peers.
After a long pause, Zhang Zhenyang said, "She's right."
“But Master isn’t that kind of person.”
"I am."
Jiang Yuhuo was greatly puzzled and waited for him to continue.
At this moment, Zhang Zhenyang released Xiao Jing's restraints, saying, "Little girl, come here."
Xiao Jing looked impatient. She had originally wanted to rush over after the restriction was lifted, but when she heard Zhang Zhenyang calling her, her rebellious spirit arose, and she no longer wanted to go.
He angrily retorted, "I'm not going!"
Zhang Zhenyang chuckled, not holding it against her at all. He looked at the girl who was as timid as a little bull, and then glanced at Jiang Yuhuo, trying to find a trace of the people from back then in their faces.
Their personalities were completely different, and he never associated her with them.
But they do have similarities: both have dark, clear eyes, and both have thin skin and delicate features. I didn't realize it before, but now that I know, I think they actually look very alike.
Zhang Zhenyang smiled at Shangjiang Yuhuo's probing gaze and said, "Little Yuhuo, why are you looking at your teacher like that? Don't you believe me?"
“You don’t believe that your master would break his promise, but it was indeed me who failed to go to war as promised back then.”
"Back then, I was confident in my exceptional talent in the Kunlun Mountains. Once I had made some progress in swordsmanship, I challenged all the peaks of the twenty-four mountains. I found that I could not find any opponents in Kunlun, so I went down the mountain. I eliminated demons and also sparred with people from various immortal sects. At that time, the human world was still under the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Upon hearing this name, Xiao Jing, who was huddled next to Jiang Yuhuo, visibly changed her expression. She had previously seemed uninterested, but now she craned her neck.
"The Great Zhou Dynasty was different from the present-day Great Yong Dynasty. It still had reverence for the gods and had always maintained a good relationship with the immortal sects. Many immortal sect disciples who could no longer make progress on their cultivation path would serve in the Great Zhou court after leaving the immortal sects. Although they would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives, at that time, such cultivators were looked down upon by the immortal sects."
"But your master, I actually served as a guest retainer for a period of time as well."
As he spoke, a smile appeared in Zhang Zhenyang's eyes, as if that period was a fond memory.
"When I first went to Zhaoming City, I was dazzled by the prosperity of the human capital. I didn't know any of the rules and made a lot of jokes. It was also in Zhaoming City that I received a bouquet of embroidered balls from someone. I was lured over by that person and became a guest minister in the Xuanji Pavilion of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
The young swordsman, who had only intended to watch the spectacle, found himself standing beneath the crowded pavilion. Without warning, the embroidered ball landed in his arms. The boy, new to the world, assumed that catching the embroidered ball meant becoming someone's son-in-law, as in the stories. With his cultivation level, no one could stop him from leaving; he could have simply walked away. But that day, a sudden impulse led him to go and see the person who had chosen him as her husband. It was this impulsive glance that the young swordsman would remember for a lifetime.
The woman said to him, "You have caught my embroidered ball, so you are mine from now on."
The young man, who had never experienced love between a man and a woman, blushed deeply and wanted to ask if all women in the world were so straightforward. In the end, he stammered out, "Okay."
Later he learned that she was a princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the head of the Xuanji Pavilion, and all the capable and extraordinary people in the court were under her command. The embroidered ball was merely an edict issued by the Xuanji Pavilion, to be caught by the capable, and did not have the meaning he understood.
He met her only because he realized she was a cultivator and wanted to recruit her to serve the imperial court.
But some people actually took her words seriously.
"During the years I served as a guest elder, I gradually developed a different kind of affection for the master of Xuanji Pavilion."
She was a very intelligent person and could naturally see through his feelings, which he couldn't even hide. She would occasionally get close to him, but never make it clear. Because of her status, she was destined to have responsibilities and missions on her shoulders.
But who could say for sure how much of what happened back then was genuine and how much was feigned?
Zhang Zhenyang sighed almost imperceptibly as he said this, "However, she still married someone else."
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