"Who do we have here? It's Master Wen from the Xuan Yun Sect! He's caused such a commotion on my mountain."
"I've heard that the demons have been rampant lately. We're all gathered at Qinghe Mountain. What if we get wiped out in one fell swoop? I'm just testing the defensive capabilities of Qinghe Mountain."
Wen Jingge didn't recognize the person in front of her, but alas, "non-existence" had awakened.
Qu Xiu.
The current owner of Qinghe Mountain.
He and Wen Jingge are of the same generation.
The previous generation of the Mizang Sect, Xuanyun Sect, and Qinghe Mountain, which had any influence in the Xuanmen, are almost gone. Now they rely on a few juniors to maintain their reputation. However, these juniors would be enough to shake up a world in other sects.
The Moon Monk of the Secret Sect defected to the Demon Clan, the Diviner of the Xuanyun Sect died of illness, and as for Qinghe Mountain, it is said that he committed suicide when Qu Xiu ascended to the position of Mountain Master.
The three disciples of the great masters also received extraordinary treatment.
The disciples of the Moonlit Monk grew up amidst constant pursuit, while the disciples of the Diviner together instigated the Xuan Yun Sect. As for this one from Qinghe Mountain, his fellow disciples committed suicide along with their master, and the entire Qinghe Mountain was sustained solely by him, a lone figure.
In the past, the fortune teller liked to take her disciples, especially a genius like Wen Jinge, around to show off. In addition, the group of people of Wen Jinge's age at that time were all young and impetuous, while she herself was old-fashioned and didn't like to fight. In the end, she had no choice but to beat up a group of people, offending quite a few people.
Qu Xiu was one of the people Wen Jingge had neglected and offended after Shan Hongxing from the main family.
He is now the master of Qinghe Mountain, while Wen Jingge is only the master of one peak of Xuanyun Sect.
Qu Xiu's originally depressed mood actually improved a lot at this time.
"Are you sick?" Wen Jingge asked.
"It doesn't exist," she had just reminded her. When she was in front of Qu Xiu, Wen Jingge never gave him a nice look, so as not to give herself away.
Although she doesn't feel she needs to maintain that previous persona.
"I think you're the one who's seriously ill!" Qu Xiu rolled up his sleeves, completely disregarding his status as the mountain lord, and swung his big iron hammer.
Wen Jingge felt a wave of embarrassment; she finally knew where Thor's hammer had come from.
Qu Xiu's weapon, like the mother of Thor's hammer, is practically identical, only magnified fifty times.
Wen Jingge looked at the huge hammer, then at Qu Xiu's rolled-up sleeves. The night was deep, and the people gathered around were all disciples from Qinghe Mountain, who were lighting torches.
The torchlight was dim and didn't illuminate a large area, but it was enough for Wen Jingge to see a person clearly.
Qu Xiu, even if he's not as handsome as Pan An, is still one of the most handsome men Wen Jinge has encountered since she came to this world.
Swinging a hammer bigger than a person is simply...
It ruins the atmosphere.
Liang Si thought his master was going to fight, and like his senior uncle, he was worried and urged his junior brothers and sisters to move aside. However, this time Wen Jingge did not fight.
Instead, she grabbed Qu Xiu's arm.
Sizzle!
"What are you doing?" Qu Xiu stared wide-eyed at his torn sleeve, so angry that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. "You, how could you be so shameless? I, I am, I am a man, you, you ripped my, my clothes."
Wen Jingge raised her hands and shrugged innocently.
She really didn't expect the clothes made by Qinghe Mountain to be so bad. Their Xuanyun Sect's mourning clothes, no, sect clothes, she had wanted to use them to hang herself, but she couldn't tear them even after trying for a long time.
However, Qu Xiu took this innocent reaction as a provocation.
"Wen Jingge!" The giant iron hammer was thrown down. "Today, I will fight you to the death!"
"There's an old demon in my car."
"What are you doing!" Qu Xiu sneered, turned his head away, and faced away from him. "What do you want to do!"
"It was originally meant to bleed my senior brother."
Fan Zifan, who was called out, was squatting on the ground hugging her knees, trying to minimize her presence. She even made the Golden Crow grow larger to protect it under its feathers.
However, Jinwu's expression was somewhat stiff, indicating that he was very unwilling.
"Good heavens, how can you bring this up?" Fan Zifan muttered, trying to avoid the question. His tone suggested that the Xuan Yun Sect was secretly harboring a considerable number of demons, and if those with ulterior motives found out…
Don't say that their Xuan Yun Sect controlled the demon race and allowed it to wreak havoc on the world!
"Senior brother, you're my witness! I'll let him have his way with me."
Fan Zifan peeked through a sliver of the golden crow's feathers and met Liang Si's eyes. The child had been looking worried ever since he returned. "Did your master fall and become stupid while subduing that demon?"
"That demon was actually led there by Master Shan."
Liang Si reluctantly revealed the truth he didn't want to say. He wished he could still be like he was on the mountain, forgetting all his past and future.
If I were to say these words, it would probably only make people more suspicious of Master!
But Master still hopes things will continue along the original trajectory...
If something really happens, so be it, so be it, he can just handle it...
This life is very different from the last one.
Uncle Fan, look at the situation now, you've already been dragged onto Master's pirate ship, and you unconditionally believe in Master.
These are things that can be said...
"No, or rather, it was Senior Sister Lu who led them there."
"..." Fan Zifan asked in confusion, "When did this happen?"
"Fan Zifan!" Wen Jingge called out in their direction.
Sizzle!
Qu Xiu's other sleeve was torn to shreds by her.
"You...you..." Qu Xiu, like a woman who had been robbed once and then encountered the same robber again, had gone from being flustered to being furious.
"Wen Jingge! I! Can no longer tolerate this!"
"Endure it again and again!" Wen Jingge pressed down on his shoulder.
Sizzle!
Qu Xiu: ...
"Hehehe, do you believe me if I say I didn't do it on purpose?" she laughed awkwardly. Qu Xiu felt embarrassed, and she herself felt extremely embarrassed!
The last time I heard such a crisp sound was probably Huo Yongfei's arm!
"Wen Jingge, you..."
"Shh, so many disciples are watching. You're a big shot now, and big shots have to save face."
Wen Jingge raised her hands, avoiding touching her again. She felt she needed to confirm whether Qingheshan's clothes were too fragile or if her grip was too strong.
The beads that Ai Fengling gave her were given to Yang Wennan when she died, which caused her to be unable to carry anything for some time. She never expected that touching them would cause such a big problem.
"Don't I have any dignity? You've made me lose all my face!"
"It's okay, you can beat me up later, I won't fight back."
Qu Xiu glared at her, and seeing that some people seemed to be following them from a distance, he hurriedly scolded these disciples, "What are you looking at! Can't you see Master Wen? Go and send a message to the other sect leaders, heads, and palace masters, saying that there is something important to discuss."
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