"Yes, tomorrow is the day of the full moon!"
Elder Xuanfeng said thoughtfully.
"But Elder, even if tomorrow is the night of the full moon, what does that have to do with what you did today?"
“Gu Fei, perhaps you think that because you haven’t seen me for the past thirty years, I’ve been in seclusion cultivating.”
"But what I want to tell you is that I haven't been in seclusion for the past thirty years, because I have reached my limit."
"Seclusion for cultivation has lost its meaning for me."
Upon hearing Elder Xuanfeng's words, Luo Gufei's face showed a look of astonishment as he stared blankly at Elder Xuanfeng.
This man founded the Misty Sword Sect and was worshipped like a god.
"Over the past thirty years, I have tried hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of methods to break through my own constraints and resolve my inner demons, but all of them have failed."
"I'm probably not the chosen one, and I'll never be able to step into the battlefield!"
"Only this frail body remains."
"You have been in charge of the Misty Sword Sect for many years. You should have seen the development of the Misty Sword Sect over the years. The Misty Sword Sect is not as good as it used to be."
"Our sect is still barely surviving because other martial arts forces in Suzhou City are wary of our Sword Sect's supreme treasure."
"However, tomorrow will be the day of the full moon. When the frosty moonlight falls into the mist, that will be the day the supreme treasure appears."
"At that time, major martial arts forces from Suzhou will come to visit!"
"Now, the martial arts forces I know that will come to my Sword Sect to seize the supreme treasure include the Qing family, the Wei family, and the Liu family, all of the five great families of Gusu."
"These are all renowned martial arts families in Suzhou. The heads of these three families have all reached the advanced Martial Lord level."
"Even a peak Martial Lord!"
"What terrifies me most is not these three martial arts families, but the ancient martial arts families of Gusu. If the three ancient martial arts families send warriors to the Misty Sword Sect tomorrow, then the Misty Sword Sect will not stand up to them."
Elder Xuanfeng's tone was calm, as if he were already dead. If the supreme treasure were to appear on the night of the full moon tomorrow, and any unforeseen event were to occur, Elder Xuanfeng was prepared to die and fight to the bitter end.
On the other side, Luo Gufei's face turned ashen upon hearing Elder Xuanfeng's words. He broke out in a cold sweat, his pupils constricted, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
Luo Gufei said tremblingly.
"Elder Xuanfeng, are you saying that the three ancient martial arts families will also send martial artists to Misty Cliff tomorrow?"
The ancient martial arts family, Luo Gu Fei was terrified just hearing the name.
Because all the martial artists in Gusu City who have entered the battle are from the three ancient martial arts families.
Within Gusu City, the Gusu Martial Alliance is the pinnacle, followed by the three ancient martial arts families, then the sects, and finally the aristocratic families.
Another special entity is Hanshan Temple. Rather than a temple, Hanshan Temple is more like a powerful force. Because all the martial arts masters in Gusu City who have given up their martial arts careers will join Hanshan Temple and become monks, the martial arts foundation of Hanshan Temple is so strong that even the Martial Alliance has to be wary of it.
Elder Xuanfeng said.
"I can confirm that the three major families will come, but as for the ancient martial arts families, who can guess whether they will come?"
Upon hearing this,
Luo Gufei's pupils contracted, and he felt difficulty breathing.
Elder Xuanfeng saw that Luo Gufei was terrified and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.
"Gu Fei, go to the Spirit Medicine Pavilion and get some spiritual medicine to heal your injuries, then you can go down the mountain."
"Elder, I..."
"I will live and die with the Misty Sword Sect..."
Luo Gufei stammered.
Elder Xuanfeng nodded.
“Gu Fei, I can see that you have reached your limit. Moreover, your Dao heart is not pure, so there is no point in you staying on the mountain any longer.”
Upon hearing Elder Xuanfeng's words, Luo Gufei's face revealed a guilty expression.
"Elder Xuanfeng, I..."
"No need to say more!"
“From tonight onwards, you are no longer a member of my Misty Sword Sect, nor are you my disciple!” Xuanfeng said to Luo Gufei expressionlessly.
Upon hearing Elder Xuanfeng's words, Luo Gufei felt as if struck by lightning, his soul nearly leaving his body, and a look of agony crossed his face. Luo Gufei knelt before Elder Xuanfeng, his hands on the ground, head bowed, not daring to look up at his master!
Indeed, when he heard that the martial artists from the ancient martial arts families would arrive, he was terrified. He wanted to live and die with the Misty Sword Sect, but when he actually faced death, he was afraid, a fear that was hard to hide!
Elder Xuanfeng noticed Luo Gufei's self-blame.
“Gu Fei, you don’t have to make your own decisions. Everyone has their own destiny, which is determined by fate. Now my destiny has come to an end, and the destiny of the Misty Sword Sect has come to an end. Naturally, I and the Sword Sect will accept this destiny.”
"Gu Fei, when you go down the mountain, you'd better forget about the martial arts struggle. This path is not your path!"
After saying this, Xuanfeng disappeared into the Misty Pavilion.
When Luo Gufei looked back again, all that remained was the cold, clear moon and the boundless, lonely wind.
"master!!!"
Luo Gufei screamed with all his might, his voice echoing through the Misty Cliff, crashing against the cold wind and drifting away with it, but Xuanfeng did not appear.
"waste!!!"
"Utterly useless!!!"
Why are you scared?!
"Isn't it just death?"
"It's just death..."
"It's just..."
Luo Gufei's voice grew weaker and weaker as he spoke; the thought of death still terrified him!
In the end, Luo Gufei accepted reality, went to the Spirit Medicine Pavilion to retrieve the medicinal herbs, and descended the mountain...
The night passed quickly.
At this moment, Niu Dachun was still absorbing spiritual energy within the space.
However, Niu Dachun's expression was ferocious, his veins bulged, and his entire skin turned a deep crimson red, as if he were being scorched by a raging fire. Bright red flesh began to appear on his crimson skin, but that flesh quickly evaporated...
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