Chapter 284 Suspicion Arises: Is He in Seclusion or Recovering...?
Murong Qiudi seemed somewhat puzzled, not understanding why Lin Feiran suddenly brought up Zhang Chunhe, but she still pondered it.
"Not many people knew about this method, and those who participated were all important figures at the time. At that time, Zhang Chunhe was not the head of Daohe Palace, so he should not have known about this matter."
Lin Feiran's gaze paused slightly, her eyelashes drooping: "Is that so..."
She originally had a very absurd deduction in her mind, and the result of this deduction needed this answer to prove it. Now, hearing Murong Qiudi say this, she didn't know whether to feel more fortunate or more disappointed.
Murong Qiudi frowned slightly, as if she remembered something, and then took out a piece of pure black spirit jade from her storage bag.
"This method is difficult and takes a long time. At first, there weren't many people willing to participate, but it lasted for hundreds of years, and gradually more and more people joined in."
However, most of our lineage consists of officials, who are accustomed to keeping records. All the people who come and go, and all the events that occur, are recorded on this magical jade.
She formed a hand seal, and several beams of spiritual light floated on the black jade, with neat and intricate characters flowing rapidly within them.
Murong Qiudi was clearly very used to such dense text. Her thoughts shifted extremely quickly, yet she read it with great ease. At a certain moment, her gaze paused slightly, the flowing characters stopped, and her eyes fell on a certain spot.
She exclaimed in surprise, and Lin Feiran also looked over.
[On the third day of the twelfth month of the Taiwu Golden Spear year, amidst clouds and rain, recorded by Zhou Xun.]
The Demon King Umu found Skywalker and used his incantation to break the edict of commanding demons, severely injuring several contracted cultivators before escaping his control.
However, Umu is a tyrannical and ruthless man. After taking the throne alone, he overturned the previous decrees and intimidated the demon realm. The demon race has already suffered because of him. If he gains power, he will surely start another war between the two realms.
The attempt to infect the infected person failed once again.
However, Ummu is unpopular and there is widespread discontent, so things may change and we need to observe the situation.
Additionally, I have sent a letter to Xie Kanhua, requesting that he conduct thorough patrols in recent years to safeguard the gates of the Endless Sea.
[On the fourth day of the twelfth month of the Taiwu Golden Spear Year, amidst clouds and rain, recorded by Zhou Xun.]
I have received a reply from Xie Kanhua.
"oh."】
[On the 21st day of the sixth month of the Tianqi year of Taiwu, it was hot. Recorder: Zhou Xun.]
Suddenly, a cultivator from the Free and Unfettered Realm appeared among the demon race. He had white hair and wore golden robes, wielding an eight-foot-long spear. He single-handedly stormed into the demon capital, seized the throne of the demon king, and changed his title to the Venerable One.
The person's origins, temperament, background, and martial arts techniques are unknown, but their appearance is very detailed.
Further observation is needed. If the humans remain brutal and intend to retaliate against humanity, even though we only have seventeen people left, we will not give up our plan to infect them.
[On the third day of the eighth month of the Tianqi year of Taiwu, the sky was overcast. Recorder: Zhou Xun.]
Zhang Chunhe, the newly appointed head of Daohe Palace, visited at midnight, offering to implement a plan to infiltrate and infiltrate the palace. After confirming that the person harbored no disloyalty, he agreed to allow them to join.
[On the eleventh day of the ninth month of the Tianqi year of Taiwu, a strong wind was recorded by Zhou Xun.]
The pawn Zhang Chunhe placed there had already perfectly integrated into the Demon Capital, becoming one of its confidants. According to its reports, the Demon Lord's purpose was unclear, but it had no intention of launching a counterattack against the human realm for the time being.
Strange, he became a confidant so easily. Is this Demon Lord truly just a pretty face with no substance?
Upon seeing this, Lin Feiran's eyes flickered, his back slowly straightened, and his fingertips began to rub together.
Murong Qiudi frowned, reread the nearby records, and showed a hint of surprise on her face.
She murmured, "Have the pieces already been placed?"
Zhang Chunhe's current alliance with the Secret Sect may be controversial, but they all know that he would never associate with the demon race, nor would he ever betray them in the face of battle.
He definitely put the chess pieces in.
Of the three plans set by our ancestors, only Xie Kanhua is still guarding the border. The others are no longer being carried out. Even she and her master have given up on them, as they are preoccupied with matters of the court and have not looked at this shared record for a long time.
Murong Qiudi quickly realized what was happening, and her gaze towards Lin Feiran changed: "Could it be you?"
Since he was sent by Zhang Chunhe, he is very likely from Daohe Palace. Among Ru Xian's few trusted confidants, only Lin Feiran is both a disciple of Daohe Palace and a human, but...
Given her terrible relationship with Zhang Chunhe, how could it possibly be her?
Lin Feiran shook her head as expected, but she didn't speak again. Her gaze fell straight on the shadow of the flowers on the ground, and several similar yet different figures kept appearing in her mind. Her eyes flickered.
Seeing her so surprised and suspicious, Murong Qiudi stopped bothering her. She subconsciously turned around and happened to meet a pair of deep green eyes.
Ru Xian kept watching this spot, gazing at the two figures whispering to each other.
Murong Qiudi did not flinch, but instead nodded to him quite frankly. Then she patted Lin Feiran on the shoulder, walked into the crowd, and started talking to everyone.
...
That night, Lin Feiran sat beside Shen Qi's bed, with Ru Xian administering acupuncture beside her. She was still in a daze, and he didn't say anything, only glancing at her from time to time.
After a long while, Lin Feiran finally snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Ru Xian: "How is his injury recovering?"
Ru Xian had already gotten up and washed her hands. Hearing this, she turned back to look at her and said, "He won't die. He'll wake up after a few more months of recuperation, but it's hard to say what will happen to his cultivation path."
He walked back and sat down next to Lin Feiran. The two seemed to be half an arm's length apart, but his right leg, which he had crossed, had already moved closer. Lin Feiran's toes also subconsciously moved forward half a step, sat up straight, and supported his leg that had been leaning to one side.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" His gaze remained fixed on her as usual.
Lin Feiran sat up straight and asked another question: "Ruxian, how did you and Qingzhu meet?"
Ru Shan raised her eyebrows: "You already asked me that before."
"But I still have many questions."
Lin Feiran turned to look at him and repeated, "You first met him in the territory of the Lingzhu clan. He took you to the Endless Sea Gate. Did he have any family or parents at that time?"
Ru Xian looked at her knowingly: "Are you questioning Qingzhu's identity?"
When I trespassed into his territory, I went to his house. He definitely has family; there were traces of his life everywhere in the house, and at least to my eyes, there was no sign of anything fake.
Lin Feiran thought to herself that it was impossible. That person had no relatives and had been raised by Zhang Chunhe since childhood. Everyone knew that he had grown up in Daohe Palace.
She felt increasingly confused, yet also clear-headed. She couldn't help but stand up and start pacing.
"You met him a second time during your travels in the human realm. That's when you became acquainted. What was his cultivation level at that time?"
Ru Xian recalled for a moment before saying, "I rarely keep the past in mind, but I am certain that his cultivation level was very low at that time, probably only at the Illumination Sea Realm."
Lin Feiran paused: "No pretense? No concealment?"
Ru Xian raised an eyebrow: "Concealing one's cultivation level is something that can't happen around me."
Lin Feiran felt increasingly strange, but at the same time, she became even more certain that Qingzhu's identity was unusual.
Since Zhang Chunhe has already been placed as a pawn and become a confidant, she can only be one of the envoys. Among the other five people besides her, Xun Feifei, Bi Qing, and Xuan Zhen all have their own origins and cannot be used by her.
The remaining two were Ping An and Qing Zhu.
On the day he returned after faking his death, Ping An was not surprised at all. Instead, she seemed to have known all along and even gave him a secret smile...
Only people like Zhang Siwo know that they have faked their death. Her smile is actually a way of revealing her identity.
Those who "colluded" with Zhang Siwo and others would never associate with Zhang Chunhe.
The remaining Qingzhu, whether it was his years of undercover work in the human realm or his frequent seclusion later on, was already quite unusual. Excluding all others, it was still him.
She couldn't help but recall when she first arrived in the demon realm and was not very familiar with the people, it was Qingzhu who took the lead in bridging the gap between them. Later, when she wanted to visit the south, he also helped her.
Lin Feiran felt a little dizzy for a moment.
In just a few days, she experienced too many ups and downs.
First, Shen Qi was arrested and the Wheel of Life Pearl was taken away. Later, she accidentally discovered the sword spirit that was by her side, who was actually her long-missed mother.
Although she didn't show much on her face, her heart was in turmoil, having already experienced a great deal of joy and sorrow, and many ups and downs that no one could know about.
This almost definitive prediction struck her directly, causing all her emotions to tremble and leaving her with a kind of almost sluggish bewilderment.
To her, Ji Changying was not just a senior brother who took care of her as she grew up; he was also a teacher, a friend, a family member, and a fellow disciple with whom she could freely spar.
He was kind and righteous, unlike her who was reserved and sharp, or Wei Changzai who was indifferent and ruthless. He was the senior brother whom all the disciples respected.
He embodied all her expectations for the disciples of the sect. She had always believed that a virtuous and upright cultivator should be someone like Ji Changying.
She thought of what her master had said before, the nine swords that sent her substitute, and the motionless figure during the battle in Luoyang.
Murong Qiudi said he was seriously injured and shouldn't have been there that day, but he still came.
If they were to face each other again, would she draw her sword or not?
"..."
Lin Feiran took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.
She looked at Ru Xian, originally wanting to tell him this conjecture, but Qing Zhu had been a conscientious and diligent envoy since he was appointed, and the effort he put in was no less than that of Xun Feifei. How could she slander him and sow discord between the two of them without concrete evidence?
Ru Xian stood up and leaned over to look at her: "Why did you suddenly ask about Qingzhu? Did you talk about Murong Qiudi with him today?"
Lin Feiran did not evade the question, but nodded: "We have a guess, but we cannot confirm it at the moment, so we cannot tell you for the time being."
Ru Xian didn't retreat, but instead moved closer and whispered, "Don't you think Qingzhu and that masked esoteric monk look somewhat alike?"
Lin Feiran's brow twitched, and she subconsciously whispered, "How did you know?"
Ru Xian's voice was even softer, almost a whisper: "Of course, it's because I saw it too."
He looked down at Lin Feiran, his eyes flickering with uncertainty: "The Lingzhu lineage is born without a heart, and there are not many people who can cultivate to this level."
I had planned to do it before.
"Guess if Qingzhu is currently in seclusion or healing."
As he spoke, a white feather shimmering with light was already between his fingers.
Author's Note: Two days of the holiday have passed, one day at grandma's house, one day at maternal grandma's house, and I'm completely exhausted. Here's a short chapter: Private Marseille, I'm the King of the Flag-Lowering [melted][melted]
P.S.: The next chapter will be about the blood draw, finally getting to this point TT I'm wrapping up all the foreshadowing...
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