For the next two weeks, the Heavenly Sword Sect group spent their time peacefully at the Snow Cold Blade Sect, finally waiting for the day when Nanmen Yihen emerged from seclusion. By this time, people from various sects had almost all arrived, with the elites from the Heavenly Sword Sect, Kunlun Immortal Sect, Heavenly Dao Sect, and Blood Lotus Sect among those who had come.
Over the past two weeks, Xiao Yuhan and Nangong Ling'er have been quite busy. They didn't pay attention to the unusual behavior of the young lady from the Nanmen family, but instead focused on important matters. So they went to learn about the situation around the Xuehan Blade Sect. The purpose of this alliance meeting was to deal with the emerging sect, Wan Gui Ku. Since the group had been investigating within the Taihang Mountains, they hadn't obtained any reliable clues.
Until the day Nanmen Yihen emerged from seclusion, strange celestial phenomena occurred, and the weather changed dramatically. It suddenly snowed heavily on the originally desolate northern border. Although it was not yet winter, the snow continued for several days after that man entered the Dao Integration stage.
Behind the Snow Cold Blade Sect, Bai Yao stood in the pavilion, her mind heavy with worries. Snow fell all over the mountain, but her heart grew colder. In front of her, Murong Zhi held a jade flute and gently played an ancient melody that felt very familiar to her. She couldn't say where she had heard it before, but it just felt very familiar.
I don't know when it started, but this junior brother became steady and mature, and he never parted with his ice jade flute.
The pavilion on the back mountain offers a perfect view of the Snow Cold Blade Sect. Bai Yao likes to come here because it's a perfect spot to see her master reading at his desk through the window of Xiao Yuhan's room.
However, recently, Xiao Yuhan has always liked to spend time with his junior uncle Nangong Ling'er. It seems that in Lu Yuan and Ai Yue's eyes, the two of them are a perfect match. As a result, Bai Yao has not had a private conversation with her master for a long time.
"You always look in the direction of Xiao Yuhan. Can't you live without him?" Murong Zhi said, putting down the jade flute in his hand.
"A-Zhi, how dare you address your master by his full name? If this happens again, I will not forgive you!" Bai Yao's expression remained unchanged, and there was even a hint of coldness in her eyes, which sounded like a threat to anyone.
Murong Zhi chuckled softly, a hint of disdain in his voice, but he didn't show it too obviously. He simply said softly, "Perhaps Master isn't what you think?"
“Ah Zhi, you’ve changed a lot lately. It seems you’re not what I thought you were.” Bai Yao turned to stare at Murong Zhi, her eyes deep and unfathomable. In fact, this girl’s personality had changed a lot since she returned from Xiliang, but she just didn’t want to show it when she was with Xiao Yuhan.
She was very suspicious of this junior brother, but she couldn't find any substantial evidence, because every time she felt she was about to discover something, the boy could always find a good excuse to brush it off.
"Senior Sister Yao Yao, I am who I am. No matter what I become, I will never hurt you," Murong Zhi said earnestly, seemingly no longer wanting to lie.
Bai Yao turned and walked to the edge of the pavilion, reaching out to catch the falling snowflakes. She sighed, "A-Zhi, look how beautiful this snow is, yet it's like fireworks, illusory and fleeting. It falls into your hand but you can't hold it. When spring comes next year, everything will melt away..."
"If you can't hold onto the snow that falls into your hand, just roll the snow on the ground into a ball, and then you can hold it in your hand!" Murong Zhi said in a serious tone.
Bai Yao rolled her eyes. "Was I talking about whether or not Xue could be caught?"
Murong Zhi chuckled softly and continued, "I don't know how to use fancy words, nor do I have many sentiments. I only know that if I want something, I should grab it and put it in my own hands, just like... just like I want to hold you in my hands."
A hint of disgust flashed in Bai Yao's eyes as she turned to look at Murong Zhi. "You've gotten bolder and bolder lately, Zhi. If you don't want me to hate you, stop being so frivolous."
Murong Zhi was taken aback and hesitated for a moment, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Yao Yao, I was wrong."
With that, Bai Yao turned and left, unwilling to stay with this person any longer. Although she had no evidence, her intuition told her that this person was not A-Zhi. Although A-Zhi was frivolous, she would not be so disrespectful.
Her master had advised her not to spend time alone with Murong Zhi during this period, but she still wanted to investigate the matter herself. After all, Murong Zhi was also her friend, and there was a time when he was able to get to where he is today by his own strength.
After Bai Yao left, Murong Zhi's eyes became deep. He left the Snow Cold Blade Sect alone once again.
This wasn't the first time he had gone out alone during this period, but each time it was for a short time. Whenever he found an opportunity, he would travel alone to a mortuary at the foot of the Taihang Mountains.
This time, he came to a strange statue outside the mortuary. In front of the dilapidated little statue, he murmured to the ghost doll-like sculpture.
A moment later, a spirit appeared and knelt before him.
"Go back and tell Qiu Xinghen that the plan has changed. Tell him and Lin Yuan not to kill Xiao Yuhan. Instead, prepare the River of No Return and let that man stay inside forever."
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Xuehan Sword Sect Alliance.
Today, Nanmen Yihen emerged from seclusion, and many sect leaders were wary, yet they still had to go and offer their congratulations. Xiao Yuhan realized that even the Heavenly Dao Laws of the Northern Territory had undergone a strange change. Like other places, nothing in the world could restrain the rules anymore, or rather, an invisible rule had been broken.
Nanmen Yihen was always an impatient man. Seeing that everyone who was supposed to come for the alliance meeting had arrived without any delay, he immediately ordered someone to bring out some investigation results about the northern border from the past two years.
"Fellow immortals, the reason for this great mobilization is because of the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave. There are tens of millions of wandering souls in the Northern Plains, but vengeful spirits only account for two or three tenths. However, in the past two years, the number of vengeful spirits in the Northern Plains has been increasing. I have personally captured a few, and I can almost confirm that many of them were artificially catalyzed. Therefore, I suspect that this matter is inseparable from the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave. That man named Qiu Xinghen probably wants to turn the Northern Plains into a real hell on earth."
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