Go find him! If you can't find Lu Yuncheng before sunrise tomorrow, you know the consequences!
"roll!"
"Get out of here!"
Everyone was silent and left in a panic.
The purple-robed monk's chest heaved violently, and after a long time, his expression returned to calm.
He turned and walked into the inner hall, took out a long flute and placed it in front of the incense burner.
The long flute made a slight "woohoo" sound, and the white smoke was sucked into the flute, condensing into an illusory human figure with a dull tone.
"What is it?"
The purple-robed monk immediately knelt down, bowed his head, and said in shame, "I have failed my master's trust. Something went wrong. Lu Yuncheng is not dead, and he is hiding very well. I have tried various methods, but I cannot track him down."
"madness."
The illusory figure said calmly, "Everything is subject to change. How can it develop completely according to plan? Are you panicking just because of such a small matter?"
The purple-robed monk was startled, "Master..."
"Whether Lu Yuncheng is killed or not is not that important. What is important is what the Dongzhou cultivators think."
As soon as these words came out, the purple-robed monk's eyes lit up instantly: "I understand, thank you for your advice, Master!"
"I understand."
The white smoke dissipated, leaving only the lingering sound, "Do this well, and don't disappoint me again."
The purple-robed monk's eyes flickered. Even though he saw the white smoke completely dissipate, he still shouted, "I will definitely live up to my master's expectations!"
After a moment, the purple-robed monk regained his composure and came to the front hall.
"Someone come!"
A Pantheon monk immediately appeared and half-knelt in front of the purple monk, "I am here."
A cold light flashed in the purple monk's eyes: "Go, inform everyone, find a monk whose body shape is 80% similar to Lu Yuncheng, and send him here immediately!"
…
No words were spoken that night.
The next day, Lu Yuncheng hid in an inn in the city and did not go to the Sword Tower. After experiencing this wave of assassinations, he dared not show off in public again.
He no longer has any means to save his life. If he is targeted by the Pantheon again, he will surely die.
His reputation, which he once considered more important than his life, no longer seemed so important. Being cursed and despised by millions of his fellow East Continent people was better than losing his life.
But what he didn't expect was that today, he still appeared in Jianta Square.
At the same time, after Su Qingqing sent Xiang Sheng and the others into the sword tower, she stayed in the formation area, waiting for the Pantheon to attack.
Unexpectedly, until the closing time of the tower at You time, Jianta Square was still harmonious and nothing happened.
As many cultivators gradually emerged from the Sword Tower, a group of cultivators suddenly rushed out from outside the formation, shouting in panic, "Oh no! Fellow Daoist Lu is dead!"
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
"Which Fellow Daoist Lu?"
"Lu Yuncheng?!"
"Didn't I see Lu Yuncheng's name on today's Sword Ranking? I was wondering if he was killed?"
"He's really dead!"
"The body is at the East City Inn!"
When the Dongzhou monks heard this, they all went to the Dongcheng Inn to check, but unexpectedly, another group of people came from behind and carried Lu Yuncheng's body over.
Lu Yuncheng made harsh remarks under the sword tower that day, and many people had seen his face. When the body arrived, someone immediately recognized it.
"It's him!"
"Who did it?"
"It's just that I've occupied the Sword Ranking for two days. You guys from Xizhou don't even have this much tolerance?"
For a moment, the crowd was excited.
Su Qingqing watched and sighed secretly. Things developed just as she had expected.
Xiang Sheng had already left the tower at this moment, and was looking at the corpse lying flat on the ground with a frown on his face.
She knew very well that Lu Yuncheng was not dead, and the body was most likely a temporary forgery by the Pantheon.
However, in order to prove this, Lu Yuncheng must show up.
No! Even showing up is not an option.
Xiang Sheng's eyes darkened slightly. Since the Pantheon had faked it, they must have already thought of a backup plan.
This back-up plan is not difficult to implement. One only needs to encourage the monks of Xizhou, and during the quarrel between the two sides, the Pantheon will directly kill Lu Yuncheng.
By then, if Lu Yuncheng fakes his death and becomes truly dead, it will only make the situation worse.
I failed to gain time. I lost this round of confrontation...
Several thoughts flashed through Xiang Sheng's mind, and at the same time, the quarrel in the field became more and more intense.
The purple-robed cultivator's face was filled with grief and indignation, "Since we, the independent cultivators, came to Xizhou, we have been ostracized and despised everywhere.
Fellow Daoist Lu has won the top spot on the sword rankings for several times, which really makes us proud, but what does this mean now? "
When the purple-robed monk said this, the insider standing in the crowd immediately roared, "You bunch of cripples from Western Continent, you can't defeat Fellow Daoist Lu, so you resort to underhanded tactics?
We, the Dongzhou monks, must give an explanation for this matter!"
This statement immediately provoked the monks from Xizhou to curse, and the situation became even more tense.
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