Chapter 778 Anyway, I don't believe it
A wise person knows when to yield; be cautious when you should be cautious, and don't be stubborn when you should be timid.
"Yes, I'll take you there right away."
Upon hearing that Song Chunxue was going to see Lord Zhao, Wu Bing's speech quickened, as if he had been waiting for this very sentence.
Standing on the sword, Song Chunxue suddenly felt that the two knife coins she was carrying in her bosom were a little hot.
Could this knife coin sense something?
Something's not right. The compass box inside the storage ring is also acting strangely. It actually floated out of there and landed directly in Song Chunxue's hand, with its pointer spinning wildly.
What happened?
She had only heard the legends of Kunlun Mountain before, but now, just flying over the mountain range, she noticed that even the spiritual beings were becoming restless.
At first, it was well-behaved and carefree, but suddenly it broke free of the talisman and flew away, as unruly as a wild horse.
Song Chunxue panicked and quickly quickened her pace to follow behind Wuyou.
"Taoist priest, please be careful."
Wu Bing was terrified. She grabbed Song Chunxue's clothes, gripped the soles of her shoes tightly, and crouched down to steady herself, afraid that she might fall.
Song Chunxue had never flown so fast on her sword before. In the blink of an eye, she had traveled hundreds of meters, the wind making her ears hurt.
"Master, we have people behind us!"
Wu Bing's panicked voice rang out, and Song Chunxue quickly turned around and saw three sword shadows coming towards them.
She quickly pulled out an invisibility talisman from her bosom and stuck it on the two of them.
"Don't panic."
With Wuyou around, they will be fine.
Fortunately, they soon rounded several hills, and the sword shadows behind them disappeared.
Before long, Wuyou suddenly burrowed into the bottom of the deep mountain and slowed down.
Wu Bing was so frightened that she grabbed her clothes and gasped for breath.
Song Chunxue laughed, "Aren't you an assassin? You should have more experience than me."
"Master, I am not very good at sword control. I am not a cultivator, but I have some lightness skills. It is common for me to climb over walls and kill people, but this is the first time I have done this."
Wu Bing was terrified, but her voice trembled slightly, "Daoist Master, I'm afraid of heights."
Song Chunxue couldn't help but chuckle, "It's okay, you can cover your eyes next time."
As they were talking, they landed. The Worry-Free Sword, like a playful child, ran ahead, waving its blade to urge them to catch up.
The compass needle was still spinning, but not as fast as before.
"Taoist Master, you have quite a few treasures on you." Wu Bing said this to cover up his embarrassment, then stumbled and knelt on one knee.
"..." Song Chunxue paused for a moment, then raised her hand and held the compass needle in front of her. "Just say what you want to say."
"No, no," Wu Bing stood up awkwardly. "I'm fine. I was just saying it casually. Everyone thinks that the Taoist priest is just an ordinary woman who diligently cultivates. I think they've misjudged her."
These words are comforting to hear.
Song Chunxue looked at the capable woman in black with a high ponytail. She had previously thought she was a quiet and reserved older sister, but she didn't expect her to be so talkative.
"Don't rush to praise me, just in case I'm right." Song Chunxue walked into the small cave, and the compass suddenly stopped.
Just as he was about to search for a tinderbox, Wu Bing had already found it. "I'll go ahead and scout the way."
"No need..."
"If the Taoist priest is injured while I am alive and well, I will have no choice but to atone with my death when we return. This is the duty of an assassin."
Song Chunxue paused for a moment, then said, "Then I'll cover the rear."
Perhaps the others will follow.
The knife coin was no longer hot, but she had a vague feeling that the abnormality just now might have been caused by someone brought by Liu Niang, someone she had mentioned before, and someone related to Changfeng.
Otherwise, those two knife-shaped coins wouldn't be so hot.
Changfeng said that when she encounters danger, the knife coin will automatically jump out to protect her instead of turning into a branding iron.
They passed through a long, winding, narrow tunnel, barely able to straighten their backs, with various animal droppings underfoot.
After a sharp turn, a long slope suddenly appeared ahead, with a stone sculpture at the top.
Just as she was about to touch it, Wuyou suddenly jumped up and bumped into her.
"Thump~"
She and Wu Bing lost their footing and tumbled down the slope, their clothes covered in an inch-thick layer of dust that stung their noses and mouths.
"Cough cough cough cough, cough cough cough..." Wu Bing lay on the ground coughing violently, the cobblestones beneath him hurting his bones.
Song Chunxue stood up and tugged at her arm, "Did you eat dirt?"
“That’s right.” Wu Bing’s wariness of her had vanished. She stood up, dusted herself off, and turned to look at the marks behind her. “Did we go to the wrong place? No one’s been here for a long time.”
“The path Wuyou led us on can’t be wrong. Perhaps they were just searching blindly before, and this path is the entrance.” She couldn’t help but wonder, “Why didn’t Senior Brother take my sword with him to look for it?”
Wu Bing coughed twice and spat out the mud from his mouth.
"Because the Taoist priest's sword recognizes people and refuses to go no matter what." Wu Bing lowered his voice. "Perhaps it was Lord Zhao who conspired with him. In any case, after the Taoist priest fell asleep, Lord Zhao, Taoist priest Han, and several other Taoist priests with an air of otherworldly grace whom we had never seen before put on a good show. Now neither the evil nor the demonic paths dare to offend you."
Is this even possible?
She sounded like she was the darling of the heavens, which she found very difficult to accept.
"Why do you say that?" Song Chunxue said dismissively. "There should be more than just Wuyou as a key."
"During the two days that you were unconscious, those damned people you beat up before all died."
Wu Bing lowered his voice, tinged with fear, "But there are also those you haven't beaten. This mountain range is unusual; quite a few people have died recently, but everyone says that none of those you beat escaped, so there shouldn't be many people daring to challenge you in the future."
"..." Huh? Shouldn't we think about this more deeply? It was Senior Brother who told her to beat people up, saying that if she beat them until they were crawling on the ground, he would give her the treasure. Isn't everything under Senior Brother's control?
But thinking about it carefully, apart from their own people, no one knew that what happened that day was caused by their senior brother.
Moreover, she had long anticipated that since her senior brother had dared to let her offend such despicable people as Master Xu and Wen Qianqiu, he must have had a backup plan to prevent them from leaving alive.
"Master, there are people ahead."
They came to a spacious cave with an underground river running through it, the water of which was very clear.
Suddenly, Wuyou flew back, jumped up and down happily a few times, and then pointed the tip of her sword forward, leading the way for them.
"Let's go take a look. If we find the entrance first, we can pick out the good stuff and hide it." Song Chunxue asked curiously, "Do you have a Qiankun bag or a storage ring?"
"No."
They walked along the river for several hundred meters and came across a long set of stone steps.
The compass needle always points due north.
"Worry-free?"
What are you doing here?
Two familiar voices suddenly came from above the stone steps.
The next instant, two figures flew in front of them.
"Senior Brother, Daoist Han, you've found the entrance?" Song Chunxue exclaimed with delight. "Just the two of you?"
"Well, since we're here, let's go in and take a look. We're not sure if this is the entrance yet; this is the fifth entrance we've encountered. I guess there are eight in total. If we can deduce the exit, we can go in."
"Have you figured it out?"
"No, we tested it with your blood. After all, you are the master of Wuyou. If it won't lead the way, we'll use your blood essence to test it."
"...Didn't you say he wasn't the key?"
"So do you believe it now?" Lord Zhao grabbed Wuyou tightly. "I don't believe it, anyway."
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