“Wu...Wushan?” she stammered. “Why...why would you ask about this place?”
"I'm just curious, madam, can you tell me?"
"Since you are now my son's husband," Lu Yun finally spoke, her tone tinged with helplessness, "then I will tell you."
Jing Shen was secretly delighted, but he nodded calmly, pretending to listen attentively.
Lu Yun looked around to make sure no one else was nearby before lowering her voice and saying, "Back then, Wushan was the place where the Demon God was sealed. That ancient Demon God, who gathered all the demonic energy of heaven and earth, was so powerful that he indiscriminately killed innocent people. In the end, he was suppressed in Wushan by several cultivation sects."
At this point, a hint of fear flashed in Lu Yun's eyes, as if she had witnessed that earth-shattering battle firsthand.
She continued, "At that time, the heavens and earth changed color, and the mountains and rivers turned upside down. Countless cultivators followed one after another, sacrificing themselves for their cause. In the end, they used their supreme power to seal the demon god deep within Mount Wu, binding its body with chains of ten-thousand-year-old cold iron, and burning its soul with the divine fire of the nine heavens..."
Jing Shen listened intently, and couldn't help but gasp.
He could imagine the ferocity of that great battle and the terrifying scene when the demon god was sealed away.
“And in recent decades,” Lu Yun continued, “the four major cultivation sects have taken turns stationed at Wushan to ensure the seal remains intact and prevent the demon god from escaping! They reinforce the seal every thirty years.”
At this point, Lu Yun's voice became even lower, tinged with unease: "Even so, I've heard that the seal has loosened, and many disciples from cultivation sects have died. Moreover, it seems that a wisp of a demon god's remnant soul has escaped from the sealed land. As a result, the demons who originally lived in the Nether River area are already stirring."
Jing Shen was shocked when he heard this.
Just as he was about to press for more information, Lu Yun suddenly grabbed his hand and her tone became serious.
"Chen Jing." Lu Yun's eyes were full of worry: "You are now the son-in-law of my Bijian Manor, and your future happiness is tied to my daughter's. You absolutely cannot be foolish enough to go to that Wushan!"
Jing Shen felt a warmth in his heart when he saw Lu Yun's anxious expression.
He nodded quickly and reassured her, "Don't worry, Madam, how could I go to such a dangerous place? I will stay at the manor and keep my wife company."
Lu Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile returned to her face.
"That's good." She patted Jing Shen on the shoulder. "It's good that you understand."
Then Jing Shen said some nice things to Lu Yun before turning and leaving.
Only after her figure disappeared into the distance did he breathe a sigh of relief and turn back to Zhao Yuwei and Xiao Feng's side.
"How did it go?" Zhao Yuwei asked impatiently, "What did Mrs. Lu say to you this time?"
Jing Shen lowered his voice and said, "I've heard some incredible news..."
After listening to Jing Shen's story, Xiao Feng fell into deep thought.
"The seal of the demon god..." he sighed meaningfully, his mind churning with various thoughts.
This news is of great significance to him, and may solve the mystery of his adoptive father Wu Hai's drastic change in temperament.
His godfather's recent unusual behavior flashed through his mind, and an ominous premonition quietly arose in his heart.
Zhao Yuwei keenly noticed Xiao Feng's unusual behavior.
Her gaze swept back and forth between the two, and she quickly made a judgment.
“Xiao Feng,” she said decisively, “don’t you think Wu Hai’s changes might be related to the Demon God of Wushan?”
Xiao Feng nodded slightly, and Zhao Yuwei immediately continued, "Then we must act quickly. I suggest we prepare immediately and head to Wushan as soon as possible to find out what's going on. Only by seeing it for ourselves can we figure out why Wu Hai's personality has changed so drastically."
"I want to go too!" Jing Shen interjected excitedly.
However, Xiao Feng immediately shook his head, his tone resolute: "No, Jing Shen. You have a more important mission."
A hint of caution flashed in his eyes as he carefully chose his words: "You still need to investigate Ouyang Mingyue's whereabouts. Although that jade pendant may be related to the demon race, for safety's sake, you'd better stay at the manor."
Jing Shen's excitement vanished instantly, replaced by obvious disappointment.
He pouted and muttered discontentedly, "But I don't want to spend all my time with that hot-tempered Zhuang Wuxia..."
Zhao Yuwei interrupted him without hesitation: "You have no choice, Jing Shen. We must split into two groups. You stay here to continue gathering information, and we will go to Wushan to investigate. This is the most reasonable arrangement."
Upon hearing this, Jing Shen's face was filled with resentment.
"Alright, alright," he reluctantly agreed. "I'll stay. But you'd better tell me everything about Wushan!"
After saying that, he turned and left, his steps revealing a hint of defiance.
"What a restless fellow." Zhao Yuwei shook her head helplessly as she watched Jing Shen's departing figure.
Xiao Feng said softly, "He's just too curious. But now is not the time to take him on a risk, especially when we don't know the specifics yet."
“You’re right,” Zhao Yuwei agreed. “Then let’s set off tomorrow.”
The following morning, as the sun rose, Bijian Manor was shrouded in a thin mist.
Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei came to bid farewell to the manor lord and his wife.
With a hint of reluctance on her face, Madam Lu Yun, the mistress of the manor, asked softly, "Feng Xiao, Zhao Yu, are you really leaving? Aren't you going to wait until after Shen Jing and my daughter's wedding?"
She clearly wanted to keep these two guests.
Zhao Yuwei smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hospitality, Madam. However, there is an urgent matter at home, and we have to set off immediately."
Xiao Feng stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Yes, Master and Madam, we are truly grateful. However, matters at home cannot be delayed, so please forgive us."
The manor owner and his wife exchanged a glance, seemingly understanding that there was no way to stop them.
The manor lord sighed, took out a bulging money bag from his pocket, and handed it to Xiao Feng: "In that case, take this money with you, so you can have some support on the road."
"This..." Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment, but under the insistence of the manor lord, he accepted it.
Lu Yun then took Zhao Yuwei's hand and said earnestly, "Young masters, please be careful on your journey. If you encounter any difficulties, you are always welcome to return. Bijian Manor will always welcome you."
Zhao Yuwei nodded gratefully: "Thank you for your kindness, Madam. We will definitely keep it in mind."
After bidding farewell to Bijian Manor, Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei immediately took to the air on their swords.
The two stood side by side, their robes fluttering, weaving through the sea of clouds.
"What exactly happened in Wushan Town?" Xiao Feng asked, turning his head as he controlled his flying sword.
Zhao Yuwei frowned slightly: "It's hard to say, but it's definitely not simple. Something that even the Jade Sword Manor is wary of must be extraordinary."
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