Chapter 57
A chilly air filled the vast mountains. In the silence, there was a "bang" and the box in Xue Bushi's hand fell to the ground.
Moonlight fell on the sword, its light reflecting on Xue Bushi's face. He waved his hands feebly in the air, a bleak smile on his face. "Dao, fellow Daoist, you are joking. How dare I challenge you to a duel?"
This is the person who killed Li Wuhe!
Xue Bushi has been flattering Xu Zehua for a long time, how could he not know how powerful Li Wuhe is!
03 She lowered her eyes and looked at the fallen letter of challenge. Behind her, Feng Jue smiled and said, "This is a spiritual vein, how can we let it fall to the ground?"
Upon hearing this, Xue Bushi hurriedly picked up the wooden box from the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and frantically wiped it clean. He whispered, "We can discuss it! Palace Master, the Lianshan Sect and Lanyang Palace have been friends for hundreds of years. Everything can be discussed!"
The word "friendship" uttered by him made Feng Jue feel like vomiting. She raised the corners of her mouth and pulled out a spiritual heart from her storage ring. The moment the diamond-shaped stone appeared, spiritual energy surged around her, and the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees all came alive.
Ling Shi poked her head out from Feng Jue's sleeves with a whoosh, stuck out her tongue, and licked the spiritual mist in the air.
"Come, Lingxin is here, I give it to you." Feng Jue said with a smile.
Xue Bushi: “…”
An almost transparent sword hung in front of him. Feng Jue stood behind the sword holder. In Xue Bushi's eyes, his beautiful face turned into a terrifying King of Hell. He laughed dryly, with a mixture of regret and anger in his heart.
He regretted losing his composure the day after being humiliated at the Weaver Girl's Workshop, and decisively approaching Xue Mengtao without a plan, even making the promise that would take his life! If he had said just one more word when he swore, this wouldn't be the situation now!
He thought he had planned everything out, but everything went wrong at the last moment!
He was angry, but he finally understood. No wonder his father didn't dare to come in person but asked him to make this trip. He was probably using him as a pawn to test Lanyang Palace. If he could bring the spiritual vein back, everyone would be happy. If he didn't... Thinking of Xue Bufan being ruthlessly abandoned by his father, he had only been favored in the Xue family for a year, what good could he get!
Thinking of this, Xue Bushi quickly lowered his head and said, "I was just daydreaming. I'll give this wooden box to the Palace Master. I don't want a penny!"
"Oh?" Feng Jue said in surprise, "My Lanyang Palace is so ruthless. How can you not threaten me when you have such a good thing to hold me over? But I am curious, why do you only want the spiritual vein?"
"The Dongzhou Competition is being held at Lanyang Palace. Don't you want me to arrange for you to go to Wendao Academy?"
Xue Bushi said with a wry smile: "Palace Master, you are joking." He knew his talent very well.
All he wanted was to get the spiritual vein and then obtain the Red Thunder Sword Technique from Xu Zehua, so that he could have money and skills and live a happy life in Dongzhou.
03 said: "No fight?"
Seeing they were determined to get him, Xue Bushi gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, and begged, "I know I'm wrong. Please, Palace Master, spare my life! Only my father and I know the Heart Sutra. I swear to the heavens that I will keep it a secret!"
The implication was that whether Xue's father kept his mouth shut was not up to him.
03 put away the sword and sighed, "The Way of Heaven is very busy."
I have to hear people swear every day.
Feng Jue: "Shh."
She walked over, glanced at the wooden box that Xue Bushi had respectfully placed in front of her, and said slowly, "I've been quite soft-hearted lately, and everyone wants to climb over my head and bully me."
When Xue Bushi heard this, he was horrified and turned around and ran away.
However, faster than his pace was a golden-red flame that suddenly appeared and penetrated into Xue Bushi's spiritual sea like a knife cutting tofu. Xue Bushi screamed in pain, and felt the spiritual veins all over his body burning in the fire, making a crackling sound.
03 exclaimed, "Ah!" and said, "It's hot."
Feng Jue put the wooden box into the storage ring, stood beside 03, and said slowly: "The head of the Xue family only has two sons, you and Xue Bufan. I spared Xue Bufan once, and this time I will spare your life as well. These two lives are not for you, but for the face of the deceased old lady. From now on, Lanyang Palace and Lianshan Sect, the Feng family and the Xue family will have no connection. If the Xue family causes trouble again..."
She curled her lips and said softly, "See how many lives you have left."
Xue Bushi bled from all seven orifices, his spiritual veins severed. Like Xue Bufan before him, he had become a mortal, his dreams of immortality shattered. Intense pain spread throughout his body, the tearing agony leaving Xue Bushi speechless as he watched the two stunning women with cold, indifferent expressions, looking at him as if he were an ant.
Feng Jue sent out a message, and soon, Yan Qingluan, the master of Renyang Peak, landed on the top of the mountain. She glanced at Xue Bushi, who looked like a bloody man, raised her eyebrows, and saluted Feng Jue.
"Please ask Master Yanfeng to escort Master Xue back to Lianshan Sect, and advise Sect Leader Xue to be cautious in his words and actions." Feng Jue said slowly, "It's a pity that I have other things to do, so I can't go there in person to see with my own eyes the deep love between Sect Leader Xue and Master Xue, and their shared goal."
Yan Qingluan smiled and said, "I will obey the Palace Master's order."
She bent down, picked up Xue Bushi, who had turned into a puddle of flesh, and flew towards Lanyang City.
The monks in the city came and went, and many of them saw the scene of Xue Bushi being restrained by someone. They were a little surprised, but seeing that the patrol disciples in the city did not make a move to stop him, they did not say much and watched the man take Xue Bushi away.
Bu Shi was thrown onto a spirit ship and left.
At the restaurant across from the boat shop, the Lanyang Palace disciples who had successfully passed the bone test gathered to celebrate. A gentle man tilted his head to glance in the direction Yan Qingluan had left. He smiled, stood up, and said, "I'm going to get some fresh air."
"Brother Wen, please get me a cup of hot tea when you come back!"
Wen Chunsheng said, "Okay."
He glanced at the lively drinking party and lifted the curtain.
The city was ablaze with lights. The departing spirit ship had already disappeared into the night. Wen Chunsheng sighed softly and said, "Waste is waste after all."
He shook his head, took out something from his storage ring, and crushed it in his palm.
A disciple not far away smiled and embraced Wen Chunsheng, saying warmly, "Brother, let's go and have a drink!"
Wen Chunsheng wiped the crumbs off his fingertips and said with a smile, "Okay, but no need for wine. I only drink tea."
"Senior Brother! Just have a drink - Hey, isn't that the spirit ship of the Red Thunder Sword Sect? Are they sending people again?" The disciple holding Wen Chunsheng pointed at the dock opposite.
Wen Chunsheng looked up and saw a large and imposing ship parked in the dock. Many people got on and off the ship, surrounding a man with a majestic face in the front like stars surrounding the moon.
The man suddenly looked up, looking at him displeased. Wen Chunsheng bowed and saluted. The disciple beside him remained motionless and uttered a "tsk." "Could this be Xu Zehua's father? He beat the younger one and brought the older one. Tsk. Senior brother, why are you saluting someone from the Red Thunder Sword Sect?"
Wen Chunsheng said embarrassedly: "I'm used to it."
The disciple didn't know what to say, so he shook his head and left. Wen Chunsheng watched him leave, then suddenly turned back to stare in the direction the Red Thunder Sword Sect had left, his lips curled up.
Lanyang Palace, Qihuang Hall.
03With his hands behind his back and Lingshi on his head, he looked at the wooden box on the table curiously.
The mountain breeze blew through the pavilion, swaying the rolled-up gauze curtains. A white crane flapped its wings and stood outside the pavilion, peeking out.
Not asleep yet?
Feng Jue calmly poured a cup of hot tea onto the wooden box, raised his finger, and the steam evaporated.
03 Clap your hands and thumbs-up bubbles will appear above your head.
Disinfection, good.
Lingshi raised her tail curiously and poked the bubble.
The dragon can’t touch it.
"My grandma asked someone to refine this wooden box, but she thought the spell was too complicated, so there is another rule." Feng Jue said.
03 All ears, she likes rules.
Feng Jue opened his palm, and a golden-red flame emerged from his palm and sank into the wooden box. When wood met fire, it not only did not burn, but instead it was like a fish in water. The golden formation was immediately untied.
The wooden box made a "click" sound.
"Anyone who practices the Phoenix Secret can open the wooden box by inputting spiritual power." Feng Jue said.
03 nodded and asked, "You have a lot of wooden boxes."
Feng Jue paused, then suddenly cleared his throat and said, "These were all passed down by my elders and left to me..."
dowry.
"Things." She said expressionlessly in front of 03 and opened the wooden box.
03 and Lingshi stuck their heads out at the same time, and the white crane outside the pavilion also took two steps forward.
Feng Jue held up his chin and took out the letter. Under the letter was actually a spiritual heart!
"...The Xue family planned everything just to get the spiritual vein from me, but they didn't expect it to be right under their noses." Feng Jue's eyes showed mockery, and he said sarcastically, "What a twist of fate."
03 nodded, took the spirit poem and placed it in the wooden box. The spirit poem excitedly coiled around the spirit heart, wanting to inhale more. A surge of spiritual energy emerged from the spirit heart, and a spiritual mist instantly enveloped the pavilion. The white crane happily spread its wings and walked around outside the pavilion. 03 reached out and fiddled with the wooden box.
Open, close, open, close.
Feng Jue glanced at her and looked at the unfamiliar handwriting on the letter.
[From the Phoenix]
"I was heartbroken upon hearing this tragic news. Your mother cared deeply about the world and had done countless great deeds in destroying the Nine Heavens Demon Sect. I pity you, my old life, that I could not die in her place."
When I learned about the "Phoenix Secret" that year, the old Palace Master had already died. Later, I watched your mother wither away like a flower, and I searched the whole world but could not find a way for her to survive. I was filled with hatred.
Back then, I was fortunate enough to be saved by the old Palace Master, who taught me martial arts and founded the Lianshan School for me. I am extremely grateful.
When Lianshan Sect was first established, I was entrusted by the old Palace Master to recruit disciples and look for people who could be compatible with the spiritual power of the Phoenix. Now I think that the old Palace Master had already anticipated what would happen today. It's a pity that you are so small, yet you didn't change the will of the two Palace Masters. I can't find the "Phoenix Secret" for you, so I decided to choose a close friend for you.
Most sects are mediocre, but my adopted grandson, renowned for his extraordinary talent, possesses a spiritual sea unlike any other, capable of mastering the Phoenix Art. Unfortunately, my death is imminent, and I will not be able to personally raise him, nor will I be able to see you grow up. If you two grow up and he no longer suits your heart, the engagement can be annulled. However, the years are long, and your cultivation of the Phoenix Art is destined to be much more difficult than others. I only wish there were one person in this world who would love you, protect you, and stay by your side, unwavering in their devotion.
There are so many things in my heart that are hard to express. Finally, I got to see her as I wished. I hope to meet my relatives and friends again in the next life and go to immortality together.
Xue Nian's last words]
Feng Jue was stunned and stared blankly ahead.
Silver
He leaned over and asked curiously, "What did you write?"
"No..." Feng Jue came back to her senses, curled the corners of her mouth, wanted to laugh but couldn't. But when she looked into 03's eyes and saw her shadow in his pupils, she was suddenly stunned.
The path to immortality is long, I hope someone will accompany me.
Help you and protect you.
Unwavering commitment.
Even if I have no chance to become an immortal, my life will not be in vain.
"No."
Feng Jue suddenly curled her lips into a smile. Golden-red flames shot out from her fingers, engulfing the letter from years ago in the blink of an eye. 03's head popped up with an exclamation point, and he quickly retracted it.
03: "Please be careful, Feng Jue."
Although the accusation was calm, Bubbles puffed up his face.
Feng Jue smiled faintly without saying a word, raised his hand, and let the mountain wind carry the ashes into the mountains, allowing the elders' thoughts to rest in these mountains.
If they can see it, please come to the mountains, sit in the pavilion and drink tea, and take another look...
She might have found that person.
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