Chapter 135 There Has Never Been a Sword (Part 3) (Revised) "This place is nice..."
Ru Xian couldn't sleep at night, and the addition of a very special return gift made it even more difficult for her to stay in her room.
He wanted to find Lin Feiran.
But considering she was already asleep, he simply sat by the window and silently watched the gluttonous woman devour gold.
It was very clever; seeing that he was somewhat distracted, it pretended to choke on the gold and put on a comical silent act.
In the past, even if Ru Xian didn't find it funny, she would still raise the corners of her mouth and cross her arms to make a few sarcastic comments because she was so bored.
But not today.
He only glanced at it occasionally; most of the time, his gaze was fixed on a certain direction.
The hamster clutched the gold ingot in its paws, stood on its hind legs, and looked up. Apart from a few scattered lights, it saw nothing but a desolate blackness.
The fox sat back on the windowsill, barked, swept away the fallen leaves with its tail, and tapped the gold ingot in its paw.
He glanced at us sideways like a hailstone, then suddenly spoke: "Do you think I should go and take a look?"
The fox transformed into its human form, unable to show its doubt on its face, but its eyes held a certain suspicion.
It tilted its head and let out a whimper.
If it could speak human language, it would probably say, "I'm just tapping it to hear the golden sound."
But its owner is clearly just guessing based on his own thoughts.
"In that case, let's go together."
Confused, the man grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and leaped down from the windowsill. In no time, they arrived at a neat and quiet courtyard.
The timid creature nestled obediently in Ru Xian's arms. This was the third time he had held it in his arms, a hard-won moment. It was both happy and focused, remaining motionless as a puppet being stroked by him.
As if a hailstone were perched on the wall, he leaped into the courtyard, and the moment he stepped inside, he sensed something was wrong.
There was no breathing sound inside the room.
His gaze sharpened slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the door. He raised his hand and knocked, then pushed the door open and entered. The room was completely empty.
The hand that was stroking the solid object paused, and the fingertips tapped lightly again and again, a chill gradually rising.
The idiot twitched his ears and cautiously turned his head to look, only to see Ru Xian smiling.
It immediately buried its head, becoming more like a puppet.
Ru Xian strode in, first walking to the bedside and glancing over. The blankets were pulled back, and the corners of the bed were messy, which was not her usual habit. It was clear that she had left in a hurry and didn't even have time to tidy up.
My gaze continued to sweep across the room, then settled on the windowsill next to the desk.
The window was half open, and there was a small mark above it, indicating that someone had stepped out. The person who left so swiftly must have been an acquaintance.
"It seems an old friend has arrived, and I am overjoyed, which is why I couldn't wait even a moment longer."
Ru Xian spoke meaningfully, then pulled out a chair, sat down, crossed his legs, and gently swayed them.
He appeared relaxed, but his gaze remained fixed on the faint footprint, never wavering.
The pressure of the caresses grew stronger. Although the stubborn creature felt no pain, it transformed from a blue-eyed fox into a green snake, carefully coiling around his wrist without even flicking its tongue.
Perhaps a long time has passed, or perhaps only a moment.
The swaying leg finally stopped, and he raised his finger. A white fish leaped out of his eye and chased after his long finger.
But he didn't speak immediately.
With a slight push from the leg that landed, the body leaned back, pressing the four-legged chair down to just two legs, causing it to creak and groan.
He unconsciously twirled his wrist, causing the white fish to swirl around. His snow-white eyelashes drooped slightly, and he seemed lost in thought for a long while before finally raising his eyes.
"Why aren't you in your room? Where did you go?"
They didn't even call him by name.
A moment later, her voice came from Baiyu's direction.
"ah?"
After a brief moment of doubt, she said, "I have left the palace and am now in the city."
There was no fluctuation in the airflow in the sound that came through; it was her heartbeat.
Unless she is currently unable to speak.
"Is it inconvenient to speak now?"
As Ru Xian gazed at the white fish, she couldn't help but recall Wei Changzai's expression when he snatched the flower, and Lin Feiran's momentary daze.
"Whom are you with?"
Lin Feiran walked side by side with Zhang Siwo. He was still talking incessantly about refining materials, while she answered his questions while also listening attentively to Ru Xian's words.
"It's indeed inconvenient to speak, because there are people beside me, and I..."
Lin Feiran was in a dilemma for a moment.
Firstly, she was unwilling to lie, but her relationship with Tantric Buddhism was still a tangled mess that she herself could not sort out, let alone explain to him in a few words.
Secondly, everyone has their own things to face. Among the six envoys, she was not the only one with confusion and troubles, but no one complained to Ru Xian for help. She has grown up and should bear what she has to bear herself.
Besides, Ru Xian is currently preparing to refine the Cloud Soul Rain Grass, so there's no need to distract him with such matters.
Thirdly... Although the esoteric sect is secretive, it has a great reputation and many powerful figures. Why would such an organization relentlessly pursue an unknown cultivator like her, and even resort to such a low-level method as assassination?
The reasons behind this are complex, and esoteric Buddhism is ubiquitous. Having learned her lesson, she is now unwilling to reveal herself to the public.
If Zhang Siwo hadn't made a solemn vow and seemed quite familiar with Tantric Buddhism, and if she hadn't wanted to gather some information, she wouldn't have come to him today.
After careful consideration, Lin Feiran finally spoke, "I'm with an acquaintance, but I can't tell you who he is for now."
With a thud, the wooden chair finally went from having two legs to having four.
Ru Xian stopped moving, crossed his arms, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and showed no anger on his face.
A moment later, she said, "Once things are clear and things are investigated, ask me again, and I will tell you."
Investigate?
Ru Shan raised her eyebrows slightly: "I only ask one person: is the person with you Wei Changzai?"
Lin Feiran frowned slightly and subconsciously said, "How could it be him?"
"Then it's not him."
The wooden chair slowly began to sway again.
They both have plenty of secrets, so what difference does it make if one more or one less?
"Since it's inconvenient to say, I won't press you. Anyway, there's nothing going on right now. If you encounter any problems, you're welcome to call me."
"..." Lin Feiran pursed her lips and remained silent, then suddenly realized, "Lord, you are in my room now?"
Ru Xian was quite frank: "I was wandering around at night and came to your place. I knocked on the door before coming in, but no one was home. I'd like to ask when you'll be back so I can discuss the exorcism with you."
He shifted slightly and looked down, saying, "The stool in your room is so hard."
Lin Feiran looked ahead, and the wooden rabbit that was scouting the way gradually slowed down, as if it was about to find the door. Zhang Siye stopped talking and just focused on following.
She said, "I have cushions in my closet... If you're waiting for me, I'll be back as soon as possible."
As if a hailstone waved its hand, the heavy goods immediately transformed and leaped to the ground, rushing towards the cabinet door and dragging out a soft cushion from the inner room.
He then glanced at the table and saw the stacks of books.
"Can you read all the books on your desk? I see a few that I haven't read."
Lin Feiran slowed her pace, her expression tense, and her heartbeat unconsciously lowered.
"You can read them either way, but I'm used to making notes in books, so I'm glad you don't mind."
Upon hearing this sound, Ru Xian knew her current state. She responded with a single word and then had the Yin-Yang Fish flick its tail, severing the connection between their hearts.
The idiot clearly knew his temperament, so he brought over two cushions. He took them, bent down to sit, casually pulled out a book, lit a lamp, and began to read it carefully.
As Lin Feiran said, she loves leaving comments.
He didn't say much on ordinary days, but he wrote it all down between the lines, which looks a bit messy, but it's very interesting.
On the sword manual, every move has her annotations; in the travelogue, every scenic spot has her reflections, with a great deal of words and great detail. But when it comes to storytelling, she can only say things like "This is not allowed," "This is too insulting," and "How despicable."
Justice is so good it's laughable.
He did indeed laugh.
He never reads slowly, but because he found something to appreciate in every book, the nights didn't seem so long.
"This place is nice, I'll come again next time."
...
Lin Feiran had no idea what she had dodged; all she cared about right now was the Bronze Sparrow Terrace.
The base of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace was extremely large, with interconnected passageways like a beehive or anthill. A thin layer of poisonous mist lingered around it. Fortunately, they had sprinkled the saliva of the sea-swallowing beast before coming down, which provided temporary protection, but they could not inhale it for long.
Zhang Siwo pulled out two masks and asked her to put them on. As soon as she put them on, the magic array on them started to activate, and her breathing became much fresher.
As the two reached the corner, the puppet rabbit stopped and leaped back into Zhang Siwo's mustard seed bag.
The two peeked out and saw that behind the corner, strands of golden threads crisscrossed, trapping more than ten people inside.
Lin Feiran looked closely and realized that they were all the people who had attacked earlier, including the cultivator who had walked the Five Elements Formation and the man who was in charge.
As for the fox-woman who resembled Qiu Tong, she had already been pushed out of the situation and must have run away.
Lin Feiran turned to look at Zhang Siwo, and saw him stroking his chin in thought, his eyes slightly shifting. Lin Feiran leaned closer and asked, "Senior, you said you wanted to come with me to interrogate them. You seem to be quite familiar with the esoteric sect. Do you know all these people?"
Zhang Siwo nodded and transmitted his voice secretly: "Except for the man in the middle, the rest are just believers, and I don't know them."
Lin Feiran looked at the man with a thin whip stuck in his body and several daggers still attached to him: "Then who is he?"
"If I'm not mistaken, this person is one of the Nine Swords of the Secret Sect, Luo Wang Chi Ya."
Lin Feiran was hearing about this for the first time: "What are the Nine Swords of the Secret Sect?"
Zhang Siwo turned to look at her and explained in detail: "The Tantric sect was originally modeled after the Northern Plains Goddess Sect. Therefore, the leader of the Tantric sect is also called the Holy Maiden by the followers. Below the Holy Maiden are nine people, who are called the Nine Swords Venerable of Fengtian."
Each of the nine swords is commanded by its own followers, some in the human realm and some in the demon realm, and they do not interfere with each other.
They're mostly low-key, and I only know four of them over the years.
He gestured forward with his chin: "One of them is this Chi Ya. He is one of the few high-profile figures among the Nine Swords. When he was in the human realm, he would go around looking for people to fight. He was fearless of death and was quite crazy."
The other one is the young Taoist disciple who caused a ruckus at the grand banquet when you first arrived in the demon realm.
Lin Feiran was startled and suddenly looked at him.
Could it be that Zhang Si noticed me back at the grand banquet?
She composed herself: "Who is that young Taoist boy?"
Zhang Siwo said, "He is also one of the Nine Swords, the Twin Swords Fuyin. He has been cultivating in the Wuheng Mountain of the Demon Realm for many years. Many young demons have studied under him, so I am quite familiar with him."
Seeing that Lin Feiran's expression was not clear, he said meaningfully, "They are all top figures in the esoteric sect, but they are all coming for you. I have to come here to find out the reason."
Lin Feiran tentatively asked, "What is your relationship with the esoteric sect, senior?"
Zhang Siwo said frankly, "It has nothing to do with me. It was just that one day while I was forging iron, I suddenly saw a kind of destiny. You only need to know that I will never associate with the esoteric sects, and I have no intention of harming you."
He stopped there, but Lin Feiran suddenly remembered his grandmaster.
He had said the same thing, hoping she would see it one day.
"Hold your mask tight and come with me."
Zhang Si interrupted her thoughts, and the two of them walked together to the golden cage.
Red Fang sat there, his limbs bound by golden threads, bright red blood flowing down and pooling on the ground. Compared to the pained expressions of those around him, he seemed completely oblivious, swaying back and forth with ease.
Nearby, imprisoned believers were reciting scriptures and worshipping him, as if in doing so they could become as ignorant and unaware as he was.
Red Fang sneered: "Stop worshipping. I have all the pain you can feel. It's just that for me, this kind of pain is wonderful. When pain can be enjoyed, it becomes pleasure."
He turned his head and licked the gold thread, and a few drops of blood immediately appeared on the tip of his tongue.
"Wait a little longer, we will not abandon our believers, someone will come."
Footsteps sounded, and the believers looked on with delight, but when they saw that the newcomers were two monks wearing black cloaks and with black veils covering their lips and noses, the light in their eyes dimmed again.
Chi Ya squinted at her, his gaze sweeping over the slightly hunched Zhang Siwo before landing intensely on Lin Feiran.
"It was you. I still vividly remember you melting down all my daggers to amuse people. If I were you, I would definitely hide properly and would never sneak up here to die like this."
Lin Feiran ignored his provocation. Knowing that time was running out, she was about to speak when Zhang Siwo spoke first.
He crossed his arms, causing the awning to arch in an arc.
Lin Feiran turned his head and saw that he was actually holding a bronze plate engraved with runes in his arms. There was a groove on the plate, and a jade bead was slowly turning around the edge of the groove.
He asked, "Are you Luo Wang, one of the Nine Swords of the Secret Sect, Chi Ya?"
"Where did this old man come from, sneaking in here and trying to interrogate me?"
Chi Ya glanced at him with an unruly smile, then looked away, gazing upwards, his braids swaying with his gaze, and he even whistled.
He clearly had no intention of speaking.
Zhang Si had expected this. Just as he was about to take something out of his mustard seed bag, he heard Lin Feiran speak.
"Before a contest of magic, we should exchange names. You know my name, but I don't know who you are."
Chiya's raised head suddenly flipped down, facing her directly, with a few drops of blood still on his lips.
The jade bead spinning on the copper plate immediately slid into the groove.
Lin Feiran asked again, "You came here at night just to kill me?"
Chiya chuckled, then suddenly turned his head as if to stretch his neck and shoulders, his tone equally sharp.
Although Zhang Siwo was also carefree, he was still a senior and highly skilled person. When he heard the junior make such a sound, he immediately felt his teeth itch.
He clicked his tongue in amazement, then looked down and saw the jade bead had once again entered the groove.
This means that he was telling the truth.
Lin Feiran stood ramrod straight, her gaze unwavering, staring directly at him: "Why did you want to kill me?"
Chiya's head remained tilted back, but his pupils suddenly shifted downwards, meeting her gaze: "Of course, it's because I originally intended to kill you."
With a ding-dong sound, the jade bead fell into the groove again.
Lin Feiran's brows furrowed slowly.
Zhang Siwo couldn't help but ask, "If it wasn't you, why did the cult want to kill her?"
Chi Ya reverted to his old ways, glancing at Zhang Siwo indifferently before whistling without replying.
I had only heard of Zhang Si's name but never met him. Even though I knew he had a terrible personality, seeing him in person still made me so angry that I almost fell over.
While saying, "Don't stop me," he took out the magical treasures he had prepared and used them by forming hand seals.
It was a palm-sized hexagonal lacquer plate, with a small, dark purple flag about an inch long standing at each corner, on which the character "定" (ding) was painted in vermilion.
"This is the Three-Mix Instrument, specially used for soul-capturing interrogation. Let's see if you're more stubborn than it is!"
Zhang Siwo summoned his magical artifact, and six small flags immediately hung in mid-air, intertwining to form six spiritual lines.
Two strands entered his hand, two strands entered his head, one strand entered his heart, and one strand traversed across him, connecting the six paths, like an interrogation, leaving him rooted to the spot.
The spiritual threads do not pass through the body, but rather bind the soul. Not to mention mortals, even cultivators cannot endure such pain of their souls being torn apart.
Chiya trembled at first, his five fingers forming claws, but he couldn't grasp anything. Then he groaned in pain. Upon seeing this, the surrounding cultists immediately turned around and cursed Zhang Siwo.
"How dare you treat an adult like this! All your achievements in this life will be wiped out!"
"Once we return to the esoteric sect, we will report all your actions to the Holy Maiden!"
"I pray for your good fortune, that you may gain more merit!"
"I pray for the adult!"
The believers immediately went mad, kneeling down to pray and chanting incantations that Lin Feiran couldn't understand. The once quiet prison suddenly became as noisy as a swarm of bees.
Lin Feiran looked at them, then turned his gaze to Chi Ya. He was no longer trembling or groaning; only a few monotonous, high-pitched syllables were vaguely emanating from his throat.
Suddenly, he raised his head, facing Lin Feiran and the other person, his lips widening to a grotesque laugh that rolled out from his throat.
"...That felt so good, again!"
It turns out that those indistinct syllables were laughter, they were enjoying themselves.
Lin Feiran: "..."
Zhang Siwo: "..."
We've met an expert.
Chi Ya's inability to focus his eyes meant that the Three-Infusion Instrument had not failed. He was simply unafraid of the pain, but he didn't know if his consciousness was clouded.
Zhang Siwo frowned deeply: "What's wrong with the younger generation these days? Of all the people I've ever met, he's a real oddity!"
He calmed his mind, silently recited the incantation, and the six flags immediately began to spin. Chi Ya's voice became increasingly indistinct, but one could still discern the joy in it.
Lin Feiran asked, "Senior, does this mean he's being controlled, or not?"
Zhang Siwo scratched his head: "Logically speaking, after being possessed, he should be immersed in the pain of his soul, and he would subconsciously tell everything no matter what the outside world asks."
But I've never met anyone like him before. He looks so happy; I wonder if he's regained his senses. I'll give it a try.
"Red Fang, who sent you to assassinate Lin Feiran? Why do you want to kill her?"
Chiya was still chuckling, but then he uttered a few single syllables, indistinctly revealing the words "Holy Maiden," but he swallowed back the reason behind them.
Zhang Siwo frowned: "His voice was too soft, I couldn't hear him at all."
"I'll come closer."
Lin Feiran pondered for a moment, then chose to walk forward. She avoided the vertically hanging gold threads, remaining vigilant as she slowly approached Chiya.
As soon as they approached, the person who was bound by golden threads and had been bowing his head and laughing suddenly looked up!
He clenched his right fist and came at him, but the golden thread that had pierced his bone immediately tightened, stopping his movement and leaving a horrifying bloody gash on his arm.
He was still bound in place and unable to break free of the golden threads, but the distance he could move was enough for him to punch Lin Feiran in the face!
Lin Feiran reacted just as quickly, taking a half step back before raising her hand to block and deflect the attack.
She parried Chi Ya's punches as quickly as they came, and with both of them exerting considerable force, the taut golden threads around them vibrated and jingled, like Xie Kanhua plucking a pipa—powerful but chaotic and particularly jarring!
With a sharp clang, Lin Feiran punched Chi Ya in the face, and two streaks of bright red blood gushed from under his nose. He finally stopped.
"That's the power... I felt it when we sparred before. You're very strong, but you're still a little lacking. I still want to fight you again..."
Lin Feiran remained silent. She moved her wrist and had a strange feeling, as if she had been slapped but was instead licked.
Chi Ya's eyes remained unfocused, making it impossible to tell whether he was under the control of the Three Mixtures.
"Why do you want to kill me?" she asked.
Chi Ya mumbled, as if he had finally been knocked into a daze by the punch he had just received: "Of course, it is the Holy Maiden's order."
Lin Feiran frowned: "Why do you, the Holy Maiden and the Secret Sect, want to kill me?"
Red Fang spoke again, but this time only a low chuckle and hiss escaped, like a viper flicking its tongue; there were no words, only hissing.
Zhang Si looked at him from afar and pondered, "He is under a restriction, so he probably can't say anything."
Lin Feiran pursed his lips in thought, unwilling to let go of this golden opportunity, and asked again, "I want to ask, with your strength, you could clearly kill me openly and honestly, so why did you choose assassination as your method?"
"Of course... I can't kill you openly..."
Lin Feiran remained silent, while Zhang Siwo immediately jumped up and said, "What nonsense is he spouting!"
The two were amused. Chi Ya suddenly laughed, opened his eyes, and looked at Lin Feiran, but his gaze was unfocused and his mouth was unable to control itself.
"To kill you, it must be at a specific time. Before that, do not make a sound, do not speak loudly, let you die in silence, and then... quickly, quickly..."
"To replace you."
Upon hearing this, Lin Feiran and Zhang Si exchanged glances, a chill running through their hearts at the same time.
Although surprised, Lin Feiran remained calm and asked, "When is the time you're talking about for killing me?"
Red Fang shook his head, a hoarse laugh escaping his throat: "If you can fight me again, punch me once, and have your fill of it... then I'll tell you..."
In all his years, Zhang Si had never seen such a person or heard such words. Shocked, he could no longer bear it and immediately grabbed the wooden plate in his hand and swung it at the ground.
Watch your words!
His hatred for people is not without reason; they are simply less than a hair on a cat or dog!
The wooden disc flew away, but was caught in Red Fang's jaws. He turned his head and spat it out, laughing, "Old man, you can't beat me. You're too weak for someone nearing the end of your life. That's not nice."
Zhang Siwo is a weapon refiner, and compared to spiritual treasures, swordsmanship and physical skills are not his forte.
He immediately opened his mustard seed bag, trying to pull out a weapon that could kill him instantly!
But he didn't kill indiscriminately. After searching the bag, he found only fur and almost no weapons. Then, with a ferocious look on his face, he realized that he wasn't a normal person either.
He tied the mustard bag together.
"You little brat, I'll come in and teach you a lesson myself!"
Before he could even step inside, Lin Feiran sensed something was amiss, immediately turned around and pulled Zhang Siwo back a few steps.
Where they had originally stood, several large holes suddenly appeared, with rocks and soil churning inside, and the solid ground instantly crumbling into yellow sand.
Zhang Siwo had been blinded by anger and hadn't noticed anything amiss, but now, upon seeing this, he seemed to realize something and immediately protected Lin Feiran, taking several steps back.
"Quick, they've sent reinforcements!"
He took out a spirit sword from his bag, with more than a dozen jade stones of various sizes embedded in it. Then he flipped his hands and formed a hand seal, and the spirit sword immediately floated up.
Lin Feiran knew he couldn't fight head-on, so he flipped over and jumped up. In an instant, the jade stones connected, and the two of them shot out like lightning!
She glanced at it one last time, only to see a cloaked figure step into it. The person merely glanced in this direction from afar and did not follow.
She immediately formed a hand seal. Zhang Siwo, whose eyes were squinting from the wind, asked, "What are you going to do?"
"They're trying to escape, so naturally I have to inform Xun Feifei!"
Zhang Siwo immediately pressed her hand down: "You're sending him to his death! That person just now was also one of the Nine Swords, dressed in black robes, never revealing his true face, called Seven Appearances. Of the four people I know, he's the strongest!"
We've asked enough questions. Let them go if they want; their lives are the most important thing!
As Lin Feiran hesitated, fine iron suddenly fell from inside the Bronze Sparrow Terrace, sealing it layer by layer!
"Now they've already figured it out without you even needing to inform them!"
Zhang Siwo quickly formed hand seals, and the long sword beneath his feet soared upwards like a gust of wind. At this speed, the two of them frantically dodged the poisonous threads that swept across them, while simultaneously tightening their cloaks.
As the tower gate above the Bronze Sparrow Terrace opened and guards descended on Devouring Beasts, the two sides almost brushed past each other. Amidst the howling wind, Lin Feiran and Zhang Siwo concealed their figures and suddenly flew out!
The two landed on a rooftop not far away, breathing softly, watching the guards file in while processing what they had seen and heard that day.
Lin Feiran suddenly asked, "Since that person was so strong, why didn't they stop us immediately? Killing me in the Bronze Sparrow Terrace and replacing me would have been a golden opportunity for them."
Zhang Siwo spat three times: "Don't say such unlucky things. Today I understand what it means for people of the Tantric sect to have strange personalities. Just look at that Chiya. He is completely unpredictable by common sense."
Does anyone know why they didn't stop us?
In any case, at least the result was good.
Lin Feiran turned to look at him: "Did you have any gains tonight, senior?"
Zhang Siwo waved his hand: "I've gained a lot. I didn't know there were people like Chi Ya in the world!"
Lin Feiran: "..."
He looked at Lin Feiran: "Yes, and you too. We know they'll keep harassing you. You're still young, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. We'll figure something out."
Now, I'm going back to cuddle with my cat and get some rest for the night. What about you?
Lin Feiran remained silent: "I probably won't be able to rest."
There was someone waiting for her in her room.
Author's Note: Shocking! A masochist brutally attacks Fury's mind, and they even call each other perverts! What exactly happened? Follow the editor to explore the heartbreaking truth behind it! (X)
P.S.: Some readers were confused about the characters' motivations in these two chapters, so I'll explain them here.
Lin Feiran's motives are explained in the text, but I'll add them here. She's never been the type to bother others. As you can see from the previous chapters, when faced with a problem, her first reaction is to find a solution herself. She's been like this since she was little, and it's become her habit. She never thought that just because she knows Ru Xian, she could take it for granted that he would help her when she has a problem.
Before meeting Ru Xian, she was even more silent and more independent than she is now. This is the essence of her personality. She can solve problems silently on her own and will not take the initiative to bother others.
Secondly, regarding sleet
From the chapters about Luoyu City, it can be seen that the Secret Sect has never approached the Demon Capital, but only operated in the south. They have not caused any disturbances over the years. Their status is actually the same as that of the various tribes and demon kings. They fight for territory and dominate one side. People like Xian simply don't care.
Ru Xian's attitude has always been clear, as stated in previous chapters. He doesn't care about the demon realm or the demon capital. His goal has always been to cure his incurable disease. He killed the previous demon king and became the demon lord in order to find a cure from the Xingzhi Palace's collection of books. He is not a kind-hearted savior who rescues people from suffering.
As long as they don't bother him in the Demon Capital, he won't take action. This is why figures like King Qingping have been able to grow strong, and why many weak tribes have moved to the vicinity of the Demon Capital. They silently seek his protection, and he tacitly agrees, but that's all; he won't do anything more.
In his eyes, fame and fortune are insignificant compared to strength. If he wanted to unify the demon realm, he would have taken action long ago. He wouldn't have been a mascot for so long, nor would he have actively interfered with the esoteric sect.
So far, of all the people involved, only Lin Feiran has fought with the esoteric sect multiple times, and she knows the most about it.
The two times when Xian truly came into close contact with Tantric Buddhism were a grand banquet and a nighttime stroll.
In the grand banquet scene, the young wolf clan leader wants to use the power of the secret sect to kill Ru Xian and put the wolf clan in power. This is his own wish. The twin swordsman Fu Yin comes out to help, but unexpectedly sees Lin Feiran and turns his attention to her, so a fight breaks out.
Ru Xian did not remain idle; the young wolf clan leader who attacked him was crippled by his soul search, and Fu Yin was also shot in the head and died, but no one expected that he would later be resurrected.
From Ru Xian's perspective, the mastermind behind this was the wolf clan, not Fu Yin, the little Taoist boy who was killed with a single shot. He still doesn't know that this person is from the Secret Sect.
As for the night tour, Lin Feiran wasn't injured and even showed off in front of everyone. The night tour went smoothly, and he even watched fireworks. He was in a good mood and had no time to care about passersby.
Readers learn a lot from Lin Feiran's perspective, but what he doesn't know is that, in fact, Chi Ya and the others have only just been captured. There was no turmoil during the night tour, everyone was busy wrapping things up, and no one had time to interrogate him. So how could they know that he was from the Secret Sect?
Finally, this was originally meant to be written in a later article, but I'll mention it now.
Ru Xian isn't a traditional male lead; he won't go crazy at the slightest injury to Lin Feiran, nor will he rush to protect her if anyone lays a hand on her.
He mostly stood behind her, watching her.
Do you remember his theory of a pearl being covered in dust? He admired Lin Feiran and looked forward to her becoming stronger and shining brighter. The stronger she became, the more he liked her.
But becoming stronger requires hard work and perseverance.
For him, the path to becoming stronger inevitably involves battles, pain, and injuries; this is unavoidable.
Therefore, regarding Lin Feiran's solo actions and her growth, he will always maintain an attitude of paying attention but not interfering, unless she takes the initiative to ask (this can also be seen from the previous Flying Flower Gathering).
Therefore, he never questioned Lin Feiran's actions. She had her own path to walk and her own secrets (I wrote a separate chapter about her attitude towards secrets before). Even if she secretly turned the entire Demon Capital upside down today, he wouldn't object to it, much less pry into what she was doing. He only needed to make sure she wasn't in mortal danger.
(Everyone is seeing him from Lin Feiran's perspective. Don't assume he's a kind person who cares about others just because he's good to Lin Feiran TT. I originally wanted to leave it blank, but let's analyze Ru Xian first.)
Ultimately, the main theme of this article is still Lin Feiran's story, her growth and development. Therefore, the focus will naturally be on her. If you feel there's anything unbalanced, it's simply because the author didn't balance it well.
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