Chapter 363 A Familiar Aura
Duobao and Jinling stood up and said, "Greetings, Master."
Everyone cherishes their own disciple. Jin Ling finally managed to persuade her senior brother to help her quell the trouble caused by Wen Zhong, but they were caught red-handed by their master.
It seems that she's been having a run of bad luck lately, and nothing seems to be going well for her.
"What are you doing?" Tongtian put the Vajra Bracelet on his wrist. Wasn't this the Vajra Bracelet that Chang Hao used to punish Hongyun? Tongtian didn't believe that Duobao would be willing to give it to Wen Zhong.
Tongtian then looked at Wen Zhong seriously, and after a while, he finally found this grand-disciple in his memory. "What mistake has Wen Zhong made?"
Jin Ling was a little flustered.
Duobao was much calmer. Even if his master found out, at most he would punish Wen Zhong by making him stand in the corner to reflect on his mistakes, and he might not even be punished.
Duobao's only worry was that his master, who seemed to thrive on chaos, directly praised Wen Zhong for doing a great job.
"Grandmaster..." Wen Zhong knelt down and bowed, intending to apologize. As soon as he moved, Tongtian suddenly smelled a familiar, cool fragrance rooted in his primordial spirit.
Tongtian immediately reached out and placed his hand on Wen Zhong's shoulder, "Don't move."
What's wrong? Wen Zhong remained in the cupped-hands position, not daring to move.
Tongtian leaned closer to Wen Zhong, closed his eyes and carefully sensed the difference between his faint aura and that of his second brother.
Wen Zhong didn't dare to breathe loudly. What was wrong?
"Wen Zhong, where were you before you came to Kunlun Mountain? Did you spend a long time alone with anyone?" Tongtian was filled with anticipation. He hadn't seen Chang Hao for a very long time. Now, upon smelling the familiar scent, his longing surged like a tide, impossible to suppress.
Chang Hao entered Zixiao Palace and has been out of contact ever since. It is said that he is in seclusion, but is he really in seclusion?
Wen Zhong thought for a moment, "If you ask who I spend every day with, it is all the servants who serve me closely at home."
"No, no, think again. That person couldn't be a servant. He must be unique and unforgettable," Tongtian reminded him.
“Every day I see ministers of the court, each one unforgettable and possessing a unique charm.” Forgive Wen Zhong, he truly couldn’t think of Chang Hao; there were too many candidates.
Tongtian glared at Wen Zhong, thinking, "Useless fellow, can't even think of a suitable candidate."
Tongtian sat dejectedly in Duobao's original seat, his expression gloomy, and a heavy atmosphere gradually rose in the hall.
Jin Ling whispered about Wen Zhong's crime and also revealed their original plan.
Tongtian felt a headache coming on. He had just finished processing the bad news that the Jie Sect might be going to have internal strife. He had finally managed to comfort himself by saying that they were all on the same side and that everything should be kept quiet. But then his grand-disciple gave him a big surprise.
The emperor, destined by fate to be overthrown, entered the Dao and became a Taiyi Golden Immortal. If this emperor's dynasty were overthrown and he became a king of a fallen kingdom, wouldn't he immediately fall into demonic possession?
Master, your move was really too ruthless. You really don't care about the lineage you passed down at all.
"This is a small matter, Wen Zhong. Go down the mountain with peace of mind. Do whatever you want, as long as you have a clear conscience." Tongtian said nonchalantly, intending to coax Wen Zhong down the mountain first.
Tongtian knew he couldn't get anything out of Wen Zhong, so he didn't bother with any more questions. After Wen Zhong went down the mountain, he secretly followed him and decided to observe for himself.
"Thank you, Grandmaster." Wen Zhong was deeply moved. He had expected to be punished, but to his surprise, there wasn't a single harsh word at the end. "This disciple bids farewell."
He already held his master in boundless reverence, and at this moment, the illusory image of his master in his mind completely materialized, becoming lofty, composed, and reliable.
Duobao and Jinling clearly saw that their master's expression was solemn, but in the blink of an eye he seemed to be acting lightly. They exchanged a glance, realizing that something was wrong with their master.
"Master," Jinling asked immediately after Wen Zhong left Biyou Palace, "Is this matter truly alright?"
As a crucial figure in the calamity, Di Xin's actions were of great importance, and it's impossible to say they were uninvolved.
Tongtian avoided answering the question and instead brought up another matter: "Your second master's disciples have already gone down the mountain. You know what they are doing. Just now, your second master received a reply. Most of them have accepted Xiqi's invitation."
"Wouldn't Wen Zhong have to face off against his martial uncle? And what about those junior brothers and sisters on Jin'ao Island...?" Jin Ling was anxious.
“Jinling, you are too hasty,” Tongtian reminded Jinling. “Listen, this is only a part of it. Eight of the Twelve Golden Immortals have been entangled in the mortal world’s calamities. These eight can only move forward and cannot retreat. But we are different. I have warned them, but they did not listen. They should accept the future they have chosen.”
"Duobao and Jinling, you two must remember not to go down the mountain, no matter who invites you. There are more than three saints in the world." Tongtian could lose any disciple, but he could not afford to lose Duobao and Jinling, who were his right-hand men.
"Yes, disciples will remember." Duobao and Jinling were alert. Their master had specifically reminded them again. Could it be that something was wrong?
The two secretly decided to keep a close eye on their junior brothers and sisters, as these were the foundation of their Jie Sect. Their master had painstakingly acquired these fourteen quasi-saint disciples, and they could not afford to lose them.
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Wen Zhong returned to Chaoge City in a very open and aboveboard manner. Chang Hao knew that Grand Tutor Wen had returned as soon as he finished court, and he also knew what was happening in the residences of every official. This was not a good time to see Wen Zhong.
Looking at the important memorial at hand, Chang Hao suppressed his eagerness to see his trusted minister whom he had not seen for many years and dealt with the urgent matter first.
The high-ranking officials in the court were naturally very well-informed, and before long, they came in droves to visit Wen Zhong's residence.
While Wen Zhong was busy receiving guests, Tong Tian secretly followed behind him, naturally to personally observe everyone Wen Zhong came into contact with. Seeing this opportunity, he directly observed from the shadows.
However, Tongtian looked around and looked everywhere, even checking Wen Zhong's residence and his descendants, but he still couldn't find any suspicious people.
Impossible, he really smelled it at the time.
As the sun set in the west, Wen Zhong saw Shang Rong off and turned around to see his grandmaster standing behind him.
Wen Zhong paused for a few seconds before saying, "Disciple Wen Zhong greets Grandmaster."
"Rise." Tongtian's disappointment was visibly evident.
"Grandmaster, what important matter do you have to entrust to me by condescending to come to Chaoge? I will do my utmost to complete the task assigned by you." After thinking it over, Wen Zhong could only think that his grandmaster had something to secretly ask him to do.
“No,” Tongtian said, perking up. “Grandmaster wanted to handle some private matters in Chaoge and, thinking of you here, decided to stay at your residence.”
"Yes, disciple will immediately tidy up the courtyard and respectfully invite Grandmaster to come." Wen Zhong thought it would be some troublesome matter, but it was just a matter of finding a place to stay, no problem.
"Grandmaster. This way please." Wen Zhong led Tongtian toward the main hall, secretly instructing the head steward to personally prepare the most luxurious courtyard in his mansion for Tongtian to stay in.
Wen Zhong was glad that he had thought he might be able to host his martial uncle, so he had left the main courtyard empty. He never imagined that the main courtyard, instead of hosting his martial uncle, would be able to host the leader of their Jie Sect.
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