Chapter 318 Many Paths (Part 5) Lin Feiran, like a little duckling, made his move. ...
Fu Yin remained kneeling on the ground, but he was filled with trepidation, fearing both that Bi Sheng would agree and that she would not.
If he agrees, Lin Feiran will surely have a backup plan, and he will truly become an accomplice. But if he doesn't agree, Bi Sheng will never allow him to live...
While he was also struggling with his inner conflict, he suddenly felt some fluctuations in his soul and heard a distant yet familiar call in his ear.
"elder brother."
This was Fu Xia's voice. The two had been one body and two souls for a long time, their souls intertwined, and they had originally developed an inseparable connection. Even though Fu Xia was thousands of miles away at this moment, their souls were still connected.
Fu Yin's expression shifted slightly, but he dared not show it too obviously.
"Lin Feiran helped me... to be reborn..."
Fu Xia's voice wasn't clear, but he could still make out the general idea.
"She asked...what were the saint's plans for the future..."
Fu Xia only spoke once, and although it was intermittent, Fu Yin understood what she meant.
Lin Feiran wanted to know Bi Sheng's future plans. Not to mention that he didn't know Bi Sheng's plans at the moment, even if he did, telling her directly would change the nature of the transaction from the previous one.
The previous betrayal was to ensure Fu Xia's survival. Although the secret was important, Lin Feiran already knew a great deal. The secret he mentioned was actually nothing to Bi Sheng and the Dao Master now.
However, if he were to reveal Bi Sheng's whereabouts, it would be a genuine defection.
Just as he hesitated, Fu Xia continued to speak intermittently: "Brother, you don't need to worry. We just need to tell her a lie. Whether it's true or false, we can let her choose for herself."
If she believes it, we will have helped the saintess!
Her tone remained high-spirited, as always, with a sly arrogance.
She could think that way, but Fu Yin couldn't just ignore everything.
The situation has changed dramatically, and the battle between the two sides is now on the table. In such a struggle, it is actually difficult for a fence-sitter to benefit.
Neither he nor Fuxia possessed the highest cultivation level, nor were they capable of mediating between the two sides. Now that the curse had been broken and they had become the targets of the Holy Maiden's venting of anger, they could no longer provoke the other side.
Was Lin Feiran's move a way of asking him to choose sides?
Fu Yin couldn't help but put himself in others' shoes, and then he thought that Fu Xia was now in Lin Feiran's hands. His expression darkened slightly, and he looked at the words in his palm, stroking them quietly.
Under the leadership of the Dao Lord, the Nine Swordsmen were reborn multiple times. Each of them had their own regrets to make amends and their own remorse to start over. He seemed the same as the others, but in reality, he was completely different.
Among the nine swords, he was the only one who reincarnated for the purpose of breaking through cultivation realms. In his pursuit, there was no regret.
Regret is useless, but even though it's useless, people often still regret it.
Since this is the only option, let's just leave it at that for now.
He didn't want to regret his choice later.
At that moment, Bi Sheng seemed to have figured something out. She turned around and looked at Fu Yin.
"Isn't she just trying to keep you alive? Does she think that if she doesn't let you talk, I won't know where I am?"
"Whether Jin Lan seeks revenge for our past siege, or the Dao Lord is going to see her, where else could she be but the Lin residence?"
Fu Yin's expression froze slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.
Seeing this, Bi Sheng smiled and said, "What, did I hit the nail on the head?"
She thinks those words will enrage me? I won't go. Since the Dao Master has spared your life, I won't take it either. You can stay here and reflect on your actions. When I return from my mission, I'll deal with you properly!"
After saying that, she walked past Fuyin and went straight to a side room to prepare her travel essentials.
Although his words were cold and harsh, Fu Yin smiled helplessly to himself, feeling only a sense of regret. He really understood Bi Sheng. If she truly didn't care, why would she have spared his life?
She didn't say where she was going, but Fuyin already knew her answer.
Bi Sheng will definitely go to find Jin Lan. Since she left without any resentment, there is only one possibility: the place she originally planned to go was the same as the Lin residence.
"younger sister."
He spoke in his mind and soon heard Fu Xia's indistinct voice. However, he was too tired to hear what she was saying clearly and could only respond in small ways.
"I'm fine, don't worry... Fuxia, do you want to leave the Tantric sect?"
Fu Xia's voice suddenly stopped: "What...does that mean, brother?"
Fu Yin spoke up, not caring whether the other person could hear her clearly or not, and blurted out: "You used to say that once you had a body, you would ask me to take you to travel around. If we are still in the Secret Sect, we can't do what we want so freely."
Fu Xia paused for a moment, then said, "But it was the Dao Lord who saved us."
“We have done so many things for him over so many lifetimes, it’s time to repay our debt of gratitude.” Fu Yin looked at the cracks on his body and coughed a few times, covering his mouth.
From beginning to end, all he wanted was for Fuxia to be able to recover and live a good life. Now that his wish has been fulfilled, why should he go to the trouble of doing something that goes against his original intention?
He swallowed the blood, but his inner voice continued: "Fuxia, leave the esoteric sect with your brother. I will take you to the secret realm to cultivate. From now on, things outside the secret realm will have nothing to do with us."
Whether the world after the thunderclap is engulfed in floods or revived, it is none of their concern. As long as he stays with Fuxia, even if the end of the world comes, their bodies will never be separated again.
That's enough. The more you desire, the less you'll actually get.
"Let's leave together, sister."
After a moment of silence, Fu Xia's voice came again: "Hmm."
"Wherever you go, I'll go."
He looked toward the side room where Bi Sheng was, sat cross-legged on the ground, and silently bowed, as if to put an end to so many years of following her.
If you don't want to regret it, then follow your heart.
He didn't want to regret not choosing to leave with Fu Xia when tragedy struck, just like Qi Chen, constantly repeating the pain of the past without any result. What was the point of that?
"Then tell Lin Feiran that the Holy Maiden is about to go to Luoyang City. Then, you go back to our secret hut and wait for me. You remember where the protective magic treasure is, right?"
"I'll come and take you away in three days at most."
"...Okay, remember to come."
"Of course, you are my sister, we will never be separated."
After agreeing, Fu Xia leaned against the tree trunk and remained silent for a moment. Her eyes were already moist. She sniffed and looked up at Lin Feiran and the other two.
"My brother told me that the Holy Maiden is going to Luoyang City."
Luoyang City?
Lin Feiran felt strange. The place she mentioned was the Lin residence, which happened to be in Luoyang City. Could it be that Bi Sheng really had nothing else to do and decided to go directly to the Lin residence?
After thinking for a moment, Lin Feiran decided to ask one more question: "Is your brother going too?"
Fu Xia now understood Fu Yin's meaning; at least for now, he had chosen to stand on Lin Feiran's side.
She wiped her eyes, straightened up, and her tone was no longer as sharp as before: "Take me somewhere, and I'll tell you whether he went or not."
Lin Feiran glanced at Ru Xian, and he also raised an eyebrow. Both of them were somewhat surprised by her change in attitude.
Lin Feiran nodded: "Okay, I'll take you."
The group took off on their swords and headed towards Zhongzhou in the direction Fu Xia pointed out. The place she was looking for happened to be in the direction of Luoyang City.
Upon arrival, they found themselves in a small, well-hidden house filled with magic arrays. If it weren't for her pointing the way, Lin Feiran might not have been able to find this place.
She glanced at him a few more times without thinking. Fu Xia stood in front of the door, skillfully avoiding the magic circle, pushed open the door, and then looked back at her.
"Let's forget what I wanted you to do before. My brother didn't go to Luoyang with the Holy Maiden."
After saying that, Fu Xia didn't look at them anymore. She pushed open the door and went inside. The moment the door closed, the small house in front of her gradually disappeared into the night wind.
Lin Feiran quickly understood her meaning. Since she didn't need to rescue Fu Yin herself, it meant that Fu Yin would find a way to come here to find her.
Seeking a secluded place to hide, it seems the two are preparing to travel alone to the ends of the earth.
The claim about Luoyang is believable.
She paid no further attention to the small house and immediately took flight on her sword, heading towards Luoyang City with Ru Xian and Wei Changzai.
The snake has emerged from its hole; she must arrive in Luoyang before Bi Sheng and lay her trap in advance!
She was determined to take this piece before midnight!
...
Meanwhile, at the Nanpingzhou Imperial Academy.
Although it is the name of a prefecture, it is still a sect, only it is built in the wilderness, with a vast territory, and the sage's calligraphy floats in the sky, and the sound of bells and chimes still echoes inside the gate.
Zhang Siwo hurried through the corridor and headed towards the central practice hall of the Imperial Academy. He looked anxious, as if something big was about to happen.
Each sect's training ground has its own unique characteristics. The Daohe Palace's training ground is inlaid with sword winds, while the Taixuefu's training ground exudes elegance, with pillars made of qin (a stringed instrument), chess, calligraphy, and painting, and a winding stream at the center.
The clear spring water flowed down, the food plates floated on the surface, and the faces of everyone present were reflected in the water.
Zhang Siwo rushed into the temple and, led by a disciple, sat down in a certain spot. He eagerly took a wine cup from the flowing water, took a sip, and his expression immediately relaxed.
He said to the person next to him, "The fragrant wood dew at the Imperial Academy is absolutely amazing. I almost thought I wouldn't be able to get any, so I rushed here all the way."
"Weren't you watching the monsters in Rainfall City? Why did you suddenly come back?" The person next to him was Zhou Shushu. He didn't care whether the wine tasted good or not. After glancing at it a few times, he suddenly whispered.
"Have you sent a message to Lin Feiran? Is she coming or not?"
Zhang Si pondered for a moment, reflecting: "I was kicked out by Lord Yuluo City. He thought I was interfering with his time alone with his sweetheart. The letter has been delivered. I did as you told me, rushing to deliver the letter like my pants were on fire. As long as the letter is delivered, what does it matter whether she comes or not?"
Are we really going to put all the burden on her shoulders? Has she broken some cardinal rule?
"What are you talking about?" Zhou Shushu coughed a few times and pointed to the opposite side. "Take a good look. This time, it's not just the human race that's here, but also the minor kings of various demon tribes."
She was familiar with the demon race and knew the Dao Lord, making her presence today most appropriate.
Zhang Siwo pushed him away: "Grandmaster said that whatever Lin Feiran wants to do, she should be allowed to do it. If she doesn't come today, this council cannot proceed?"
Zhou Shushu sighed twice: "Not really, but I'm really curious about her whereabouts. I always feel that she won't just sit and wait to die."
"Definitely."
Zhang Si looked outside the dojo and saw demons arriving one after another. He quickly turned his gaze back to Zhou Shushu.
"Have you ever seen a duckling? It floats on the surface of the water, looking very stable and quiet, but actually its webbed feet move very fast underwater. Lin Feiran is just like that duckling."
Zhou Shushu couldn't help but sigh, "Everyone is different. I think she looks like a rice cake, while you think she looks like a little duck. But they're both adorable."
"If you'd seen her fight with someone, you wouldn't say that."
Zhang Si looked up and saw that among the demons who came, there was a face that looked somewhat familiar.
He watched Qiu Tong sit down and couldn't help but sigh, "If the secret sect hadn't appeared, and Lin Feiran hadn't left Daohe Palace, she might have won the championship in the subsequent competition and made a name for herself."
Upon hearing the name Lin Feiran, Qiu Tong looked up, but after looking around, she didn't see anyone she recognized among the important figures sitting opposite her. So she looked away, feeling a pang of regret.
Qingyao sat down beside her. It was also her first time facing so many humans, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
She looked around for a moment, then picked up a piece of white cake from the table in front of her: "Have some cake. You haven't slept much on the way here."
Qiu Tong shook her head: "I'm not hungry. Sister, didn't we come here to discuss how to deal with the Secret Cult? But I just heard the disciples here talking about something that seems to be announced?"
Qingyao simply stuffed the cake into her mouth and nodded approvingly: "It tastes good. I don't know what they're announcing. Maybe it's about the Dao Lord's dream. Because of that, many people aren't planning to sleep tonight."
Seeing that she was eating with relish, Qiu Tong paused for a moment, then poured her a cup of tea: "Why? Are you trying to harm someone in your dreams?"
Qingyao remembered something: "I forgot to tell you, there are rumors among those big shots that the Dao Lord once met Lin Feiran in a dream, and it seems that because of this dream, she risked her life and fortune."
Many people, fearing they might suffer the same fate as her, dared not fall asleep.
Qiu Tong opened her eyes slightly, but quickly lowered her shoulders and muttered, "...Why is everyone targeting her?"
Just as Qingyao was about to say something, she saw Master Xun from the Imperial Academy walking towards them from afar. The surroundings fell silent, and everyone stopped whispering and looked at the figures.
Apart from Master Xun, the rest of them were all renowned figures in their respective regions, and they all treated him with solemn expressions and walked with a breezy air.
Upon arriving at the Taoist temple, they glanced at the demons present, but without their usual sharpness. After looking at them, they bowed to everyone, offering no pleasantries or excuses, and got straight to the point.
"You have all come here today for important business. Time is of the essence, so I will not engage in any further pleasantries."
As midnight approaches, some of those present may meet him tonight. His intentions are unclear, and whether this meeting will bring fortune or misfortune is unknown. Therefore, in addition to discussing matters of esoteric Buddhism, there is another matter to be discussed today.
Those cultivators who received the cloud pattern, please come to the Great Confucian Hall after the meeting; there are some matters I need to discuss with you.
Many people came today, but not everyone received the Dao Lord's cloud pattern. If you count carefully, there are actually not many people who received the letter.
Seeing Master Xun's solemn expression, Qiu Tong's heart couldn't help but clench.
Her fingertips curled slightly, and after a moment, she couldn't help but look down. In the palm of her left hand, there was a cloud pattern with one eye half-open.
At first, she thought everyone had it, but after Qingyao inquired, she found that among the demons who came, she was the only one who had received this secret rune.
She pursed her lips, feeling uneasy but not particularly afraid; she would deal with whatever came her way.
Qingyao glanced at her, silently took her hand, and patted it gently: "Don't worry too much. You already have your own ideas. Just act according to the situation."
Qiu Tong nodded, slowly closed her palms, and looked at Master Xun.
The meeting was always long and heavy, and by this time everyone had lost their appetite for drinking and eating. Zhou Shushu, halfway through the meeting, whispered, "Where is Li Changfeng? If he were here, these rounds of wine wouldn't have been served empty."
Zhang Siwo gathered his sleeves and said, "I prepared to kill his senior brother in Luoyang City, but I don't know what the outcome will be. He's really showing his tragic fate."
...
At this moment, the unfortunate man was sitting in the palace, with an iron-cast astrolabe behind him and scattered scriptures in front of him.
He tapped the scabbard of his sword and looked out the door.
Ding Yi stood in front of the door, gazing serenely at the golden net in the sky.
Author's Note: [Heart emoji]
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