"What's the situation with the Demon Clan now?" Wen Jingge originally thought she was on Wanzhang Peak, but after pushing open the door, she found that Song Huan was also there. Moreover, the layout here was the same as Wanzhang Peak, but it was not Wanzhang Peak.
"Demons?" Ling Yi counted on his fingers. "If Master is referring to the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, then this disciple does not know."
If they were ordinary demons, they would have kept a low profile for the past six months. Since their master caused trouble with them at Qinghe Mountain, no trace of demons could be found in this world.
The disciple also found it strange. Master and Uncle Shan are both incapacitated now, so they should have taken this opportunity to launch a full-scale attack, but they didn't.
Master, what exactly are they plotting?
"If I had known," Wen Jingge slapped him on the forehead, "wouldn't we be in the Demon Realm right now?"
Ling Yi awkwardly scratched his head where he had been slapped, "If you keep doing this, I won't grow taller. I've only grown a little bit with great difficulty."
"Has it grown a bit? When I met you, you were only up to my belly, but now you're almost up to my neck, only your face hasn't changed much."
"Senior sister." A voice broke Wen Jingge's rambling.
Song Huan had always been a bookworm, and this was the first time Wen Jinge had seen him not so eccentric.
When she first met Song Huan, he was completely obsessed with formations, with no interest in anything else, only focused on studying inanimate objects.
But now, she was fortunate enough to see herself in Song Huan's eyes.
"Sorry to bother you."
“I’ve been free lately, so Senior Sister can stay as long as she likes. My peak is rather deserted, with only a few people around. It’s just a good opportunity for Xiao Yi to keep her company.”
"Why wasn't I resting on Wanzhang Peak, but instead was sent here?" Wen Jingge asked suspiciously.
The demon army hasn't invaded the Xuan Yun Sect yet, so logically they shouldn't be causing trouble on her Wan Zhang Peak!
She should be on Wanzhang Peak, not Sumeru Peak, or even Lingxiao Peak would be fine!
In the original novel, her closest relationship was with Ai Fengling. Could it be that Ling Xiaofeng has already completed his apprenticeship?
“Junior Brother Ai said he was going into seclusion, and Lingxiao Peak has been sealed off for the past six months.” Song Huan tossed aside the pebble in his hand and waved away the array diagram on the ground. “As for Wanzhang Peak, it requires Senior Sister’s key to open, and we don’t have the mountain-opening token.”
"Our sect leader has to oversee everything, and Senior Brother Fan has to take care of Senior Brother Shan and Senior Sister Bai Teng, so I'm the only one with any free time."
"Oh." Wen Jingge nodded. "Where are Liang Si and Qiao Yu?"
"The disciples from the remaining peaks will go to Qinghong Peak to help out whenever they have time, as the great war between the Xuanmen and the Demon Clan is imminent, and the entire sect is in turmoil because of the Demon Clan. It's better to give the disciples something to do than to leave them idle."
Wen Jingge glanced at the destroyed array diagram on the ground. It looked somewhat familiar, and she couldn't help but look at Song Huan a few more times.
"I'm back at Wanzhang Peak. Thank you for taking care of me these past few days."
"It was all thanks to my senior sisters and disciples that I was taken care of; I didn't do anything good."
"Thank you anyway." Wen Jingge said to herself as she walked, secretly admiring Song Huan's unusual behavior.
"This is what your Uncle-Master Song looks like now after I fell into a coma?"
“Yes!” Ling Yi didn’t understand why his master asked this question, but he didn’t dare to evade it. “He has always been very enthusiastic and kind to us disciples. However, Senior Brother Liang also said, just like Master, that Uncle Song is a bit strange.”
"strangeness?"
"Yes, my senior brother said he seems like a different person. It's like he's possessed by our grandmaster."
Wen Jingge frowned and remained silent the whole way until they got back to her little apartment, where she relaxed a bit. "It's fine to say this to my face, but don't tell anyone else."
Ling Yi hesitated for a moment before saying, "What Master and Senior Brother said is the same."
Wen Jingge: ...
"How are your two senior brothers getting along? Especially the sword in your senior brother Qiao Yu's hand..."
"They want to wait for Master to wake up and change the order of entry into the sect. In other words, the second senior brother wants to become the senior senior brother, and the senior senior brother agrees. No one in the main sect is in charge of this matter, so they are just waiting for Master to make the final decision."
Did you remember now?
Yang Wennan had hinted to her that the two of them had swapped souls. Since Liang Si came down the mountain, her memories had been constantly returning. Now, she must have seen the Cangjie sword that should have belonged to her in Qiao Yu's hands, and only then did she remember that she was the real Qiao Yu.
"How do the two of them usually get along?" Wen Jingge asked as she took out her own belongings from the storage bag Song Huan had given her.
The old man in the hearse glanced reluctantly at Wen Jinge, then at the spiritually rich Wanzhang Peak, and was quite surprised.
"Girl! You're not dead?"
There was a clue left by Wen Jinge in the hearse. During the six months that she was asleep, the old man who was bound in the hearse could sense that Wen Jinge had disappeared during that time.
He thought he could finally rest, but he didn't expect Wen Jingge to come back, and he didn't expect that Wen Jingge would be so different when she came back.
He couldn't quite put his finger on what kind of change it was. The Wen Jingge of the past lacked composure and was not good at controlling his emotions, but the Wen Jingge of now gave him a sense of incongruity, as if he had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
"He's not dead!" Wen Jingge got into the car sullenly. There was a crystal coffin in the car; this was Lu Wei's home.
As for the black coffin made of black iron, Wen Jingge put it back into her spatial ring; it was much more valuable than the crystal coffin.
"Can you smell the demon's aura?" Wen Jingge tapped on the car wall. "I can smell it, right here on my towering peak."
"Is this Wan Zhang Peak?" The old man was taken aback.
After becoming the driver of the hearse, he went to great lengths to persuade Wen Jinge not to have any designs on him. He went to great lengths to educate Liang Si about everything related to the Xuan Yun Sect, including the seven peaks, the seven peak masters, and the sect's rules and regulations.
He knew that Wanzhang Peak was Wen Jingge's old lair.
"yes."
"I saw several auras behind your little disciple, and I thought you let me out for some fresh air so you could have some fun with me."
The old man was packed up by Qu Xiu and Bai Ru after Wen Jinge's accident at Qinghe Mountain. At that time, the crowd was generally not very enthusiastic, as if something terrible had happened on the mountain.
Before Wen Jingge could even show her face, he was dealt with by someone else, and during the time he was forced into a deep sleep, he always thought that Wen Jingge had lost power and been dealt with in some way.
“I just woke up. Wanzhang Peak was closed for about a year and has just reopened.” Wen Jingge twirled the silk thread on her finger and looked at the wandering souls following behind Ling Yi. She actually saw a bit of Qiao Yu’s shadow in him.
The same highly sought-after commodity, but different people, different fates.
The identities of the others have been confirmed, but what is the identity of this disciple?
She sighed, "Old man, I'm tired."
The old man shuddered, causing the hearse to shake as well. "What do you want to do!"
"The conditions I set before still stand. Help me capture your fellow demons, and I'll feed you to your heart's content. I know your demon race has a tradition of cannibalism."
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