Chapter 50 (The following is a separate section): The Explanation of the Zhou Dynasty
Qingjue shouldn't use spiritual power right now, but he can still probe others'.
Well, Ruan Linglai's spiritual power wasn't depleted too much; she can recover slowly. It's just that her hand injury is quite serious.
Wen Tianyu claimed that he had recovered enough, but in reality, his spiritual energy was also severely depleted. His physique and abilities were special, and ordinary medicines were not very effective. Qingjue required Wen Tianyu to come over every day so that he could personally take care of him.
"Master," Wen Tianyu said with some concern, "your injuries haven't healed yet. I'll rest a bit more."
Qingjue: "No, Chunhua said that the people of Liuchun will hold a big banquet in a couple of days. How can they not be in high spirits when they are eating, drinking and having fun? Listen to me."
Wen Tianyu said, "...Alright, I'll listen to Master."
The poison in Aju's body has indeed been cleared. As expected of Mu Yuan, if it weren't for her status making it inconvenient for her to stay any longer, she should have thanked him in person... It's just that he seems to be quite traumatized by this incident, as he hasn't been able to sleep well these past few days and his mental state isn't very good.
Jie Zhoujian and Yan Shiqun are both fine. They are both very strong, and one has the wooden whistle given by Qingjue, while the other has the body of evil fire and is immune to Gu poison, giving them an advantage.
Wen Tianyu also shared the information with Qingjue. The amount of information in the scattered fragments was quite large. After thinking about it, Qingjue decided to go and see the people who were locked up in person.
There are still many doubts. We still don't know where the Xie family's demonic fire came from, or how Qing Jiujie was forced to scatter his soul.
Another thing that I'm particularly curious about is how they safely exchanged intelligence on the Dead Sea.
With his level of cultivation, even retrieving a ship from the Dead Sea would be extremely difficult.
He could easily beat all of them if they attacked together. How could he do that? There must be something they don't know.
"Understood," Qingjue nodded and said, "After lunch, I will personally go and meet them."
“…There is one more thing that I think it would be better for Master to know,” Wen Tianyu said. “Tianyu saw it earlier, about Young Master Yun.”
Wen Tianyu described the scene he saw, and Qingjue gradually opened his eyes in understanding.
This is practically... the original storyline.
Based on the information provided by the modern-day Immortal Lord Wu Qing, Qing Jue deduced the original plot's direction. Now, combining these fragments, Qing Jue can deduce even more details.
Yuanmuyuan collapsed completely, and Muyuan died underground. There was no cure for the poison and medicine.
Given Yun Yuelin's personality, not to mention that he wasn't familiar with the original Wu Qing Immortal Lord, as for the other immortals... well, even if they helped, it wouldn't have made a difference.
When Demon Lord Yan loses his flock, he will intentionally avoid people and find a place to cultivate by himself. Without the Burning Fire, even if the Gu worms are extracted, they cannot be burned to death.
Yun Yuelin was infected with the mother Gu, and it was clear that his life was spared by the other party. Tianyu only saw Yun Yuelin covered in black blood; the others were probably...
Qingjue closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. The original plot was a bit too horrifying. The massacre of the Yun family was probably more tragic than he had imagined.
But why is it that no matter the original plot or his involvement now, the villain always chooses the Yun family...?
Qingjue vaguely felt that he had missed a detail; there must be a cause and effect to this whole thing.
Wen Tianyu asked, "Master, has something come to mind?"
Heavenly Language...
Qingjue's thoughts rewinded from the present to the past, his mind playing back all the things he had experienced, from time travel to meeting Yun Yuelin and his group, recalling the process of getting to know his disciples, fragments of memory flashed by one by one, freezing on a single scene.
A sudden inspiration struck, and goosebumps rose all over my body as I clenched my fists and pounded my hands.
Yes, he snatched Tianyu right under Yun Yuelin's nose.
Originally, the descendants of the Heavenly Eye should not be in the Qing family, but in the Yun family!
"Tianyu!" Qingjue asked, "Besides these, what else did you see? For example, were you in the scene?"
"This..." Wen Tianyu was a little surprised to be asked this question. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Regarding this matter, I only saw the scenes related to the Black Stone. Others only saw the jumbled memories. They did not see myself."
This clue may seem useless, but it actually proves something.
In the original story, Wen Tianyu never went to the bottom of the valley.
There are two main possibilities, one of which is... he is dead.
Secondly, he was taken away for protection elsewhere.
Given the personality of Yun Haisheng, the head of the Yun family, he would definitely plan ahead if he felt threatened, and the latter is more likely.
I just don't know if Yun Yuelin from the original storyline is also...
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Since the plot has changed, thinking about it is pointless.
As for the reason why they attacked the Yun family this time is different, he will have to ask them himself.
Wen Tianyu and Yan Shiqun said that apart from Zhao Laosi, the other two kept their mouths shut and wouldn't utter a word even under torture.
It's not that I'm afraid of villains with brains, it's that I'm afraid of villains with backbone.
It seems we need to change our strategy.
"Alright, you've all worked hard these past few days. I'll go see for myself. By the way... did you see Jie Nanfeng during the day?"
Jie Zhoujian shook his head and said, "Not yet. Jie Nanfeng and I have a special relationship. We felt that the Immortal Lord might have some thoughts, so we have been waiting for you to wake up."
“Okay,” Qingjue liked teammates who didn’t act rashly, and said, “Let me think of a way. Even if we can’t get any information out of them… we still have to annoy them a little.”
Regardless, it's good to vent.
Wen Tianyu said that Jie Nanfeng made three requests at the bottom of the valley. When Jie Zhoujian found out, he was furious that they wanted Qingjue to kneel down. He did consider killing them, but he chose to remain calm and restrained. He had already beaten them up, and killing them would not be a wise move.
In the afternoon, the Yun family head, along with Qingjue and Xie Zhoujian, personally came to the prison behind Cangshan Mountain where serious criminals were held.
This place is embedded in the mountain, and the entrance is covered with talismans. There are always two disciples guarding it.
“Patriarch, Immortal Lord,” the guarding disciple nodded to the two, checked the Yun family token to confirm it was correct, and said, “Would you like me to take a few of you with me?”
Qingjue, fearing too many people would gossip, said, "No need, we can go by ourselves."
"Okay, this way please, just keep walking in."
The Yun family head escorted Qingjue to the door, saying, "Thank you for troubling you, Immortal Lord. You are unwell and yet you have come to such a cold and gloomy place."
"It's alright, your heater works quite well."
Simply place it on your body, and you can feel the warmth all over your body without having to get close to it; this is probably due to the unique craftsmanship of the Yun family.
"This item is called the 'Singing Flame Furnace.' It is made of top-quality materials, is more convenient than incantations, and consumes less spiritual energy. I will send some more to the Qing family another day."
"You're too kind, Master Yun."
"It's my pleasure, thank you for your trouble, Immortal Lord."
"Um."
After Qingjue and Jie walked in during the day, the door was closed, but the place was not dark. I don't know how they did it, but even though there was no fire, we could see clearly all around.
Further ahead, there is a waterfall; passing through it leads to the heavily guarded prison.
Qingjue stopped and asked Jiezhou, "Are you afraid?"
Jie shook his head: "Of course I'm not afraid."
“Alright,” Qingjue took a step back, “I want to see what attitude Jie Nanfeng will have when you face him alone.”
"I understand during the day, do I need to stimulate him?"
"..." From the perspective of finding clues, it is easy to let slip something when you are emotionally agitated.
However, Jie Nanfeng is an arrogant and unscrupulous person, and Qingjue is not willing to use methods such as hurting Jie Zhoujian or poking at Jie Zhoujian's sore spots to extract information.
Children raised with loving care need not listen to barking dogs.
So Qingjue still said, "No..."
"I understand during the day, and I will recite the incantation for my master."
What does this kid know...?
Jie Zhoujian took out an invisibility talisman and stuck it on Qingjue's body.
With a time limit of half an hour, Qingjue's cultivation level means the opponent will definitely not be able to detect him within that half hour.
Qingjue hesitated, but before he could finish speaking, he was blocked by the tape. He could only follow them inside to see what was going on.
In the cell, Xie Nanfeng was disheveled, pale-faced, and had some burns on his body, probably the work of Yan Shiqun.
He saw a person walking out of the shadows, and upon closer inspection, he realized it was Xie Zhoujian.
Not only did Jie Nanfeng not repent, but he had also been waiting for this day for a long time. Even though his voice was hoarse, he still said, "You're still willing to come and see your relatives, Jie Zhou. I thought you were having a great time being Wu Qingxianjun's dog."
Qingjue's lips twitched.
Jie Zhoujian's expression remained unchanged as he simply said, "I am quite happy, at least I can still hear real dogs barking."
"..." Jie Nanfeng laughed. He was tied up and couldn't move anything except his mouth. He said, "What's the use of being stubborn? The blood of the Jie family flows in your veins, and the surname of the Jie family is in your name. If your high and mighty immortal lord really likes you, why doesn't he give you a new identity?"
"oh."
Qingjue stood not far away, and it was the first time he had ever seen Jie Zhoujian with such an expression.
Jie Zhoujian stepped on the iron chain binding Jie Nanfeng, his smile somewhat irritating.
"Are you jealous?"
These words caused Xie Nanfeng to momentarily lose his composure.
Jie noticed the change in his pupils during the day and continued:
"It's only natural. You couldn't beat me when we were kids, and you secretly laughed when you saw me getting beaten up. Now that you see me doing so well, you must feel resentful. Counting the days in jail must be a very unpleasant experience."
His tone and expression were...
Qingjue thought: It's a bit like myself.
That brat did it on purpose.
Xie Nanfeng was indeed angered by his attitude.
"What are you so proud of? A dog who became emperor is nothing. I admit I failed, but don't forget your original name. You shouldn't have been born. You think you can clear your name like this? In reality, you can't get rid of your flesh and bones. You will be a member of the Xie family for life, and you will be called Xie Zhou for life!"
Jie Nanfeng seemed to have given up entirely, and arrogantly launched into a long speech: "I almost forgot, your immortal lord doesn't know yet, you've eaten the dirtiest food, slept on the most unseemly ground, and endured the most brutal beatings—tell me, go and play the victim, cry and beg him not to abandon you, see what else you have besides your tragic experiences that could keep him here, oh, turns out you have nothing!"
"You should be jealous! Your fellow disciples are either from extraordinary backgrounds or good at winning people's hearts, much better than a lowly bastard like you who crawled out of the mud and is hated by everyone!"
Qingjue closed her eyes, not wanting to look at that face, listening to his increasingly offensive words during the day, with only one thought in her mind.
—Jie Nanfeng must pay a price worse than death for what he just said.
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