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Wuwang Sect.
Surrounded by clouds and mist, the green mountains are hidden in it like a blue dragon.
Su Miao sat aside, looking sideways at the scenery below the mountain——
The disciples of Danfeng were busy planting spiritual herbs, and only a shadow could be seen amid the crowd. Not far away, on Fufeng, a flash of fire suddenly appeared, cluster after cluster...
Lin Yu fidgeted uncomfortably and stood up stiffly. Her eyes met Su Miao's puzzled expression, and she immediately sat down again, whispering, "Senior Sister, if you're really worried, I'll go check on you."
At this time, Hanfeng Mountain next door should be bustling again.
Thinking of the farce of the past year, Lin Yu was puzzled and finally added: "The matter of my nephew cannot be delayed any longer. I hope you will give it careful consideration."
Su Miao nodded slightly, as if she didn't hear anything: "I wasn't worried." Her face was calm, and Lin Yu really couldn't see any worries in her. After all, she was the only one who was really worried.
After a long silence, Lin Yu could no longer bear the coldness. She clenched her fists and forced a smile: "Sister, my nephew's matter could be a big or small matter. It all depends on how you handle it."
Su Miao looked up at her, then glanced off into the distance. Hanfeng Mountain belonged to Jianfeng Peak, and between Jianfeng and Danfeng lay Fufeng. Even with her sharp eyesight, she couldn't see what was happening on Hanfeng Mountain.
Her gaze became increasingly vague, as if she were lost in the clouds that had lingered for a long time.
"When did you learn to force a smile like that? It's ugly."
The smile on Lin Yu's face froze, and after a while she looked sad.
Without the slightest trace of the image of a peak master, he counted on his fingers and began to complain: "It's not that I want to learn, it's obviously that you and my senior brother have become increasingly cold. We used to have such a good relationship, and..."
She paused, looking up. The main peak was between the three peaks, where the sect leader, their master, resided. After making sure no sound could be heard, she raised her hand to create a barrier, then clasped her hands together and said, "Senior Sister, please help reinforce it."
As a junior sister, Lin Yu's strength is not as monstrous as her three senior sisters and brothers. She is only in the Spirit Transformation Realm now, and even if she sets up a barrier, it is possible that her master in the Mahayana Realm may hear it.
Su Miao was used to it, white spiritual energy leaking from her fingertips: "Didn't Luo Feng give you a lot of talismans?"
Among the three great immortals of Wuwang Sect, except for Su Lin and the other two, the last one is the Sun Flame Immortal Chen Luofeng, who is also the master of Fu Peak.
Upon hearing this, the smile on Lin Yu's face disappeared completely. Her face was gloomy, like black charcoal. She gritted her teeth and said, "You are cold-hearted, but Senior Brother is becoming more and more unkind! How dare I use the talisman he gave me? I'm afraid I'll ascend to heaven one day!"
She started the conversation and started to complain, which made Su Miao's solar plexus ache. Seeing that Lin Yu was thirsty and drinking water in big gulps, she took the initiative to change the subject: "Master, or do you blame Junior Sister?"
There are four direct disciples in their generation. The second disciple is the sect leader's biological daughter, but she is not favored by him.
After some things happened, he was expelled from the sect, and even the eldest disciple Su Miao tried to stop him but failed.
It was as if the second disciple was not his own child, but an enemy.
Thinking of this, Su Miao's eyes flashed slightly, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes.
Compared to her, the eldest disciple, the sect master preferred to order the third and youngest disciples around. However, the third disciple, Shen Luofeng, was often out and about, so if there was anything, Su Miao preferred to look for Lin Yu.
Of course, this is something that could only happen in the past year. In the past, Su Miao preferred to stay at his own Jianfeng, and even when they wanted to talk, they would take the initiative to go to Jianfeng.
Lin Yu thought nostalgically, "How can I not blame him? I don't know where the old man gets so much temper from. Second Senior Sister is such a good person, yet he insisted on driving her away. You said things were so good before, when the old man didn't care about anything and we had the final say in the Wuwang Sect."
Su Miao was silent for a while before saying, "Master is no longer in charge of things. Even if Junior Sister were here, Master would not give her the position of Peak Master."
How could she not hear that Lin Yu wanted to resign? Not to mention Lin Yu, even she didn't want to be the peak master.
In other sects, they would have fought each other to the point of bloodshed long ago. However, Wuwang Sect was an exception. It accepted the most disciples, but had the fewest disciples taught directly by their own teachers.
In their generation, each of the three disciples had only one direct disciple.
Lin Yu was deflated, lying on the table and continuing to count on his fingers: "Second Senior Sister left, Senior Brother went into seclusion, and he was a different person when he came out. If you ask me, it's better not to practice the Way of Mercy. After all, you are the only one in the entire sect who persisted. But it's better not to practice it. You've become even more cold and indifferent."
Su Miao remained silent, his distinct black and white eyes staring at Lin Yu silently, making Lin Yu's scalp tingle. Lin Yu quickly straightened up, his posture as straight as possible: "I will never say that again!"
Fearing that her words would not be believed, she stretched out her right hand and made an oath gesture.
It is a secret that the disciples of Wuwang Sect practice the Way of Ruthlessness as soon as they join. As a small sect that has risen in recent years, countless eyes are watching them.
Knowing she had spoken out of turn, Lin Yu's face turned increasingly pale. She stammered, "Senior Sister, I will ask to go to Senior Brother for punishment."
Su Miao looked at her with a smile, devoid of any warmth. Even so, Lin Yu's eyes widened. The expression on her face could no longer be described as fear and self-blame; it was as if the sky had fallen. Desperate yet cautious, she probed, "Are you having an inner demon?"
"Sister... take a deep breath and clear your mind..." Realizing she had said something stupid, she hurriedly said, "Sister, I'll get you some medicine!"
After saying that, she took out a piece of talisman paper from her storage bag. Without any hesitation, she tore off a corner of the talisman paper with her white fingertips.
She wanted to continue, but was stopped by a spiritual force. She kept her face tense and tried to remain calm, her voice trembling, "Senior Sister? I'll get you some medicine. Please let me go."
Turning back to see Su Miao's smile growing wider, Lin Yu shuddered and fell to the ground. Following Su Miao's gaze, she saw a shadowy figure. For a moment, she forgot the urgency of the situation and couldn't help laughing. "Where did this bald guy come from? This one can rival those old bald guys in Wuding Temple!"
Lin Yu wanted to continue laughing when he saw the familiar clothes on the bald man. Even in the shadow he could make out the red robe, not to mention the seal of the Wuwang Sect's disciple hanging around his waist.
This person was clearly the nephew she was talking about half an hour ago!
Lin Yu choked and sat down slowly. Seeing Fu Chen staring at her, she pretended to be mature and said, "Nephew, long time no see. It seems that your realm is advancing by leaps and bounds. Now even my barrier can't contain you..."
Feeling really embarrassed, she turned to Su Miao for help, winking and saying, "Senior Sister, why didn't you tell me about this?"
She didn't complain at all, but only tried to make amends frantically. She was really afraid that this nephew would settle the score with her later.
If it were an ordinary cultivator, Lin Yu would not be afraid, but Fu Chen had the phoenix bloodline that all cultivators feared, and it was the highest fire phoenix bloodline.
Even though it is the blood of a half-demon beast, his blood can still restrain cultivators.
Su Miao stopped smiling and looked up at the shadow: "Even after death, are you still so dishonest?"
Lin Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the pain rose to her throat again. She pointed at Fu Chen and stammered, "Master, Senior Sister, you said, my nephew is dead, dead?"
A bald man with a dark face who had just died: "..."
When he opened his eyes, he saw that he had arrived at Wuwang Sect. He was no less surprised than Lin Yu.
Fortunately, he had a strong ability to adapt. When Su Miao finished speaking, he said, "Disciple dare not. I wonder what Master wants to see you about?"
Even Lin Yu did not ignore it: "The disciple is indeed dead. Is the uncle going to avenge the disciple?"
If we ignore Fu Chen's hand that passed through Su Miao's body, this scene can be said to be respecting the teacher.
Lin Yu rubbed her eyes, unable to convince herself to ignore this. She glanced at Su Miao, then at Fu Chen, "Nephew, you're joking. Revenge is not my turn. You two can chat while I go...to Hanfeng Mountain to take a look!"
After all, today Chen Luofeng led all the sects to Hanfeng Mountain, not for an outing, but to defeat the demon Fu Chen!
Now that everyone is dead, she really can't stay in Danfeng anymore.
Feeling the spiritual power restraining his legs, this time Lin Yu did not hesitate at all and turned around to beg for mercy: "Senior Sister, nephew... I really don't know about his death. Please let me ask my senior brother. Don't worry, I will never protect him!"
She spoke righteously and forcefully, but the gloating in her eyes was obvious.
Su Miao pulled Fu Chen away. Strangely enough, Fu Chen couldn't touch her, but she could catch him.
The three people present were not surprised at all, all of them looked accustomed to this. Knowing that he couldn't leave, Lin Yu reluctantly sat back down, his eyes wide open as he carefully examined the young man being held by Su Miao.
A year ago, this person was still a disciple of their sect. As a later disciple, he worked even harder than Su Rong and the others.
Su Rong is her direct disciple. Although Fu Chen came later, his talent far exceeds that of the other two direct disciples.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu looked at Fu Chen with increasingly hot eyes, as if he had seen some rare treasure, emitting a green light.
Fu Chen's body stiffened, and he hid behind Su Miao with lightning speed without any hesitation.
His intuition told him that Lin Yu was in danger, and the crisis made him put aside his resentment towards Su Miao.
After a while, the shadow gradually solidified. Lin Yu's gaze grew duller, until there was no trace of curiosity left. She held her face in her hands and pouted, "Senior Sister, didn't you say he was dead?"
Before Su Miao could say anything, Fu Chen popped up, sneaking around in a furtive yet blatant manner. His red eyes glared at Lin Yu, a flicker of fire in them. "Dead! Completely dead, not even an ashes left!" He then continued to hide behind Su Miao.
Lin Yu could only see a strand of long hair clinging to Su Miao. There was no ambiguity, no enchantment. All she could see was that the master and disciple had reconciled at some point, somewhere she couldn't see! She was certain they had reconciled!
To her surprise, the next moment Fu Chen walked to the side and sat between them.
Lin Yu: “…” What’s wrong with my face that hurts?
The atmosphere became increasingly tense. Lin Yu silently swallowed back his previous thoughts and tried to minimize his presence as much as possible.
Su Miao summoned the water mirror, which showed the scene of Hanfeng Mountain - a group of people stood in front of a red magic circle with dazed expressions, surprised, horrified, and incredulous.
After a long moment, the leading white-robed monk coughed softly, "Now that the demon has been slain, this matter is over. Senior Sister has invited you all to the main hall."
This person was Chen Luofeng. The surprise on his face was no less than those cultivators. Even though they were skeptical, the group did not refuse.
Su Miao turned around and raised his chin slightly towards Fu Chen: "Tell me what you did?"
Lin Yu's mind was quick, and she guessed it right away. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Senior Sister is really as good as a god, she even guessed this.
Her face darkened and she looked at Su Miao suddenly, a sense of fear surrounding her heart.
If Senior Sister had guessed it, why did she come to her? And why didn't she stop it? ...
A hint of suspicion and hesitation slowly rose in her eyes.
Lin Yu opened her lips, her face showing obvious struggle. After a long while, she finally asked in a low voice: "Senior Sister, when did you know?"
Su Miao looked up into the air. Only Fu Chen realized belatedly that something was wrong. He glanced at Lin Yu suspiciously, then looked up into the air.
Lin Yu didn't even turn his head, still observing Su Miao carefully.
She didn't hear the answer, but she already knew the result. After a moment of silence, she came to her senses and silently rolled her eyes: "The sinner is back!"
A pair of hands suddenly emerged from behind and grabbed Lin Yu's neck. She coughed uncomfortably and tried to break free with both hands: "Brother, I was wrong! Brother, please let go!!"
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