During the next three days, Yun Qinghuan was in high spirits every day and would occasionally take Shu Mei for a stroll in Baima City.
Because of the auction held in Baima City, many merchants came and set up stalls in the market of Baima City. As a result, the market of Baima City became particularly lively during this period.
Yun Qinghuan bought many small gadgets for Shu Mei at the market. They looked very exquisitely made, but they did not have many practical uses. In the world of cultivation, such things were very cheap, but their shapes were indeed very beautiful, and Shu Mei liked such things.
So, after being confused at first, Yun Qinghuan tried to please Shu Mei by buying such things to make him happy. Sure enough, after Shu Mei got such little gadgets, he smiled happily, which made Yun Qinghuan feel relieved and his mood became better.
Three days later, the auction, which had been temporarily suspended due to an accident, was finally held again.
Early in the morning of that day, Yun Qinghuan brought Shu Mei, wearing cloaks and masks, and appeared in the auction venue. They were still in the same place as before, but this time, the waiting time was not that long. In just half an hour, almost everyone had arrived.
This time, although the Lord of Baima City has proposed compensation measures, many people chose to leave and did not continue to participate in the auction.
When the Lord of Baima City appeared in the center of the auction venue, he saw that the seats were not full, and a trace of anger appeared on his face, but he quickly held it back.
Because he is now standing in front of everyone, this matter is related to his reputation and the future development of Baima City, so he cannot act on impulse. Even though he hates Master Yuliu and the people of Yunmiao Sect to death in his heart, he still has a smile on his face at this moment.
He smiled and said, "Welcome everyone to this auction. Today, I hope that everyone can buy the goods that satisfy their needs at the auction. Well, without further ado, the auction will officially end..."
Before he could even say start, he was interrupted again. This time, the one who interrupted him was none other than Yun Qinghuan, who was sitting next to Shu Mei and was bored.
Half a minute ago, Shu Mei suddenly felt her left hand being pinched hard by Yun Qinghuan. Although it didn't hurt, it attracted all her attention. So Shu Mei turned her head to look at Yun Qinghuan, and saw that Yun Qinghuan grinned, and his expression became particularly evil.
She said calmly: "Be good, wait and see the show!"
Shu Mei had a bad feeling in his heart. Sure enough, half a minute later, Yun Qinghuan took the initiative to speak in front of everyone and said bluntly: "Wait, before the auction, I want to know what happened to Master Yuliu who went on a killing spree at the auction three days ago. After all, Master Yuliu was so excited that he killed so many cultivators in my cultivation world. The auction is not my biggest concern right now. What I care about most is how to deal with this audacious Master Yuliu."
After she finished speaking, seeing that the people around her were still unmoved, she narrowed her eyes, which were almost as red as sticky blood, and looked directly at the Lord of Baima City.
An indistinguishable male or female voice resounded in the mind of the Lord of Baima City, saying to him: "We need to seek justice for the immortal cultivators who died innocently at the hands of Jade Flow Master... We need to resolve this matter first, and then continue with the auction."
After the voice was spoken, the originally bright black eyes of the Lord of Baima City turned into a chaotic color with a faint red glow.
He suddenly laughed and said, "What you said makes a lot of sense. As the Lord of Baima City, I should be responsible for all of you who came to Baima City to attend the auction. Some people lost their lives at the auction. Although I have arrested the culprit and put him in the dungeon of the Lord's Mansion of Baima City, he has been gritting his teeth for so many days, saying that someone framed him."
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. They originally thought that Yun Qinghuan was doing something unnecessary, but when they heard the Lord of Baima City tell the truth, they were so angry that their faces turned red.
The Lord of Baima City continued, "This is really ridiculous. The auction venue is an extremely safe place, but he wants to push the murder onto others. Most of the people who interrogated him a few days ago turned a blind eye, but I couldn't stand it, so today, in front of the public, I want to seek justice for those who were accidentally injured or even died."
After he finished speaking, no matter whether what he said was true or false, everyone present acknowledged his kindness. Some people were still dissatisfied with his previous actions and thought that why did he still need to be interrogated when he was such a person who killed people in public and harmed so many people?
After hearing what the Lord of White Horse City said, the resentment and anger in their hearts burst out again. Amidst the rising cheers, the Lord of White Horse City shouted to the steward: "Come on, go to the dungeon and capture the mad Jade Flow Master for me."
After he finished speaking, the crowd's cheers became louder. Although the manager was a little puzzled, he still obediently went to the dungeon and arrested the exhausted Master Yuliu. He ignored the other party's questioning and took him directly to the center of the auction venue, making him kneel in front of everyone.
Master Yuliu had not expected how things would turn out like this. Wasn't it originally agreed that he would be bewitched by the evil cultivator on his way to Baima City, which was why he went crazy in the auction venue?
As long as he could put all the blame on the evil cultivator, then after this storm was over, he would change his name and return to the Yunmiao Sect.
Even though his name and reputation were ruined, he managed to save his life anyway. But how come he was caught and brought to the auction venue again now, and everyone was staring at him with unfriendly eyes? He knew that something must have happened, a change he didn't want to see.
He couldn't help but shrink his neck and looked towards the Lord of Baima City for help.
When the Lord of Baima City saw him looking over, he turned his head away and ignored him. The steward who had just forced him here shouted at him, "This man is Immortal Yuliu. Although he was a bit rigid in the Yunmiao Sect, he was still a famous and upright person. But I didn't expect that he would go crazy at the auction this time and kill so many disciples."
"As far as I know, he was actually an undercover sent by the demon cultivators, lurking in the Yunmiao Sect. During this auction, perhaps because his training went awry, his true nature was exposed, and he killed so many people. Many people present were injured because of him, and countless people died. Today, the Lord of Baima City will hand this man over to you all to deal with and give you justice. What do you think should be done to him?"
When Master Yuliu heard them say this, a panicked expression appeared on his face. He was searching eagerly among the crowd, as if he was looking for the Master. However, the Master was worried about his daughter, so before the auction started, he only told everyone that he was not feeling well, so he did not come to participate in this auction.
When Master Yuliu saw that he could not find the Master, he knew that he was in great danger, so he laughed loudly and said, "Someone is trying to harm me, but you are so indulgent in harming him. You will all die a miserable death."
The faces of the people present were cold and they didn't care about what he said at all, because as a cultivator, everyone has been cursed, but what they really have to rely on is their own strength.
This man had done all the bad things himself, and even if he had sworn, no one would have believed him. He had brought this upon himself. There were a few people who were soft-hearted and wanted to kill him, but after hearing what he said, they became angry.
He suggested calmly, "According to the rules of the immortal cultivation world, any undercover sent by the demon cultivators to the Taoist sects must have their spiritual roots destroyed, their cultivation abolished, their limbs amputated, and they become useless. They must also suffer the torture of gnawing at their hearts and digging out their bones, unable to live or die."
Another person also smiled and continued, "In my opinion, Master Yu Liu has killed so many people before. He was also a famous cold-faced manager in the Yunmiao Sect. He has dealt with many similar situations. Today, Master Yu Liu will just do it himself, okay?"
After he made the suggestion, everyone nodded.
If it were someone else at this moment, they might be a little soft-hearted, but everyone had a deep hatred for Master Yuliu, and the other party was so rude in his words, the little bit of compassion that the cultivators had in their hearts disappeared at this moment. They wished to tear him into pieces, so how could they leave him a way to live? !
So, when Master Yuliu was struggling desperately to resist, the person in charge fed him a tendon-softening pill, which made him completely paralyzed.
Another person who was extremely famous in the world of immortal cultivation and who was in charge of the Punishment Hall, personally destroyed his spiritual roots, abolished his cultivation, and cut the tendons of his hands and feet in front of everyone, turning him into a complete cripple.
Although Master Yuliu's hands and feet were limp, he could still feel the existence of the outside world, so he screamed at this moment and almost fainted from the pain.
But the other party did not let him have an easy time. After doing all this, he actually fed a green pill into his mouth. He knew that this was the legendary Mind-Losing Gu. No matter for mortals or cultivators, if they took this Mind-Losing Gu, they would be unable to live or die. They could feel a sharp sword piercing their hearts every day, but there would be no sign of abnormality on the outside.
If you have to endure such torture, it would be better to die than to live.
Everyone turned their heads and saw Master Yuliu collapsed on the ground, with a yellow liquid full of fishy smell flowing out of his lower body. They knew that he had lost control of his bladder when he was being treated just now. At this moment, they didn't want to look at him any more, as if he was trash, and turned their heads away and ignored him.
The manager was also very disgusted, but had to step forward under the order. He grabbed Master Yuliu's foot and dragged him away without any hesitation.
In this way, Yun Qinghuan's revenge on Master Yuliu was completely realized.
Just as the Lord of Baima City appeared at the auction venue again with a grin on his face and was about to say that the auction would continue, the entire Baima City was enveloped by a sword energy that soared into the sky, and everyone present could not help but kneel down.
But Shu Mei nestled in Yun Qinghuan's arms.
She did not feel uncomfortable at all in the magic barrier held up by the other party. She looked at everyone, then looked at Yun Qinghuan who was smiling meaningfully with the corners of his mouth raised. After thinking for a long time, she suddenly realized, "Is it the number one sword cultivator Mu Ge who has come to Baima City?"
Yun Qing smiled and stroked her long hair without saying anything. He just raised his chin towards the outside and said indifferently: "This auction has been full of twists and turns. The Lord of Baima City must have wanted to eat people. But what does that have to do with me? It's just his bad luck."
Shu Mei had some friendship with the Lord of Baima City, but it was not a deep friendship. Naturally, she would not argue with Yun Qinghuan for a stranger she had only met a few times, so she did not say anything much. She just thought of the Xiaoyao Alliance she founded. She originally wanted to help Yun Qinghuan, but she did not expect that Yun Qinghuan's strength had reached an unfathomable level after he came back.
At this moment, she can resist the pressure from the number one sword cultivator, Mu Ge, without any effort. It can be seen that her own strength must be at the level of the number one sword cultivator, Mu Ge, or even above the ability of the number one sword cultivator, Mu Ge, making her the most powerful existence in this world of cultivation.
Everyone was trembling and didn't even dare to move.
And just after this burst of sword energy and pressure, everyone finally stood up, wondering what on earth had happened? Has some important person come to White Horse City?
And at this moment, the big shot showed up on his own initiative.
He laughed heartily and said, "I didn't expect that Baima City would be so lively. My son ran away from home at that time. I originally thought that I would send many people to protect him, but I didn't expect that the people from Yunmiao Sect would be so bold that they killed my son directly and used my son as a gun. If an old man like me doesn't show up, won't the people in the cultivation world think that I am half buried in the earth and now I am just a toothless tiger, who can be easily despised?"
Most of the people present did not understand what he meant, but after hearing what he said, they understood a little bit, and their faces turned pale. The strength of the number one sword cultivator Mu Ge was extremely powerful. He was the number one cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation, and also the most powerful sword cultivator, much stronger than any other cultivator. This could be seen from the sword energy he had just emitted. His strength had already crushed everyone present.
What no one expected was that someone was so bold as to kill the son of the number one sword cultivator, Mu Ge. This person was really bold. You know, although the number one sword cultivator, Mu Ge, had rarely appeared in front of everyone in the past few hundred years, his name had always been widely circulated in the world of immortal cultivation.
When he first entered the Tao, Mu Ge killed thousands of ordinary people with a wooden sword. After he entered the path of sword cultivation, his hands were stained with countless blood. Among them, there was no need to mention the monsters. The number of human cultivators who died at his hands alone was at least over one million.
Such a terrifying opponent, I wonder if he has been kicked in the head by a donkey? Only then would he hurt his most beloved son.
So, they all lowered their heads and kept silent. Since they knew that the person that the number one swordsman Mu Ge was looking for was not them, they just needed to keep their heads down and be alert, and be careful not to get hurt by mistake.
However, after this incident, they were determined to leave. This auction had been full of twists and turns. One thing that happened could be attributed to luck, but two things piled together, both of which hurt innocent people, proved that the feng shui here was bad. If they continued to stay like this, they might not even be able to save their own lives.
People who practice immortal cultivation value their lives the most, so there is nothing much to say about dying in a secret realm or a duel. However, dying in a gunfight among others is too ugly and meaningless. Naturally, they do not want to become cannon fodder for others, so they decide to wait until this matter is over, then pack up their bags and go back to their respective homes. They don’t even plan to come to Baima City again because this place is too unlucky.
The Lord of White Horse City naturally thought of this at this time. He had a sad face and hated those troublemakers in his heart. However, his own strength was not even comparable to that of Yu Liu Zhenren, so he naturally had no right to speak. He could only bite the bullet and take a few steps forward. He bowed to the number one sword cultivator Mu Ge and said, "Who is the enemy you are looking for? I am the Lord of White Horse City and I am willing to serve you."
The number one swordsman, Mu Ge, glanced at him indifferently, his eyes were like sharp arrows, almost piercing the head of the Lord of Baima City. The Lord of Baima City could not withstand the opponent's strength, so he naturally stepped back, fell to the ground, and fainted.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but tremble in fear, knowing that Mu Ge would definitely go on a killing spree today, but they would not be able to get away with it at the hands of Mu Ge, the number one swordsman. Otherwise, they could still fight to the death.
So they all kept their heads down and didn't dare to say a word.
Seeing this, the number one sword cultivator Mu Ge sneered at everyone, then turned around and stood in the center of the auction venue, where the Lord of Baima City once stood. He whispered to everyone in the auction venue, "I'm looking for the head of the Yunmiao Sect, his daughter, and the eldest disciple of the Yunmiao Sect, Dong Yulin."
After he finished speaking, the personal steward of the Lord of White Horse City naturally learned his lesson. He also knew about this matter. After all, he was the one who actually managed the affairs of White Horse City on a daily basis. Everything that happened in White Horse City could not escape his eyes and ears.
By this time, he had already guessed that the First Swordsman Mu Ge had come to seek revenge, so he did not say anything at this moment. He just bowed, then took a few steps back and turned around to look for the three people that the First Swordsman Mu Ge was looking for.
As a result, the scene suddenly became quiet, and the waiting time became exceptionally long.
There were a few people who were timid and had low cultivation. They could not help but break out in cold sweats when they were exposed to the awe-inspiring sword energy unintentionally emitted by the number one swordsman, Mu Ge. By the time the manager finally invited these three people over, their clothes were already soaked with sweat.
The master's face was not very good. He was probably forced to come to this place. Even at this time, he guarded his daughter firmly behind him, but pushed Dong Yulin beside him forward.
He bowed to the number one sword cultivator Mu Ge and said, "Senior, the person who killed your own son in the market before was this evil creature in front of you. More than a hundred years ago, she dared to frame the junior sister of the same sect. Today, a hundred years later, she killed your son with her own hands and framed my daughter. It's a pity that my daughter was young and was harmed by the traitor, but she didn't know anything about it. It was Dong Yulin who instigated her to have a dispute with your son. Now that the dead cannot be resurrected, I can only hand this evil creature over to you and let you deal with it. I have absolutely no complaints."
After he finished speaking with great righteousness, he saw the number one sword cultivator Mu Ge, who suddenly grinned. Although the number one sword cultivator Mu Ge was quite old, he looked to be only in his early thirties. It was just that his eyes were so sharp that people could not look into his eyes. It seemed that if they looked at him for one more second, their eyes would be hurt by his sharpness.
The look of the number one swordsman Mu Ge made everyone undecided. They didn't know whether the other party was satisfied or not.
Everyone couldn't figure out what Number One Sword Practitioner Muge meant. A few brave ones looked up at Number One Sword Practitioner Muge timidly, but were so fiercely stared at by him that they vomited blood. Then everyone finally understood that the other party was definitely not satisfied with what the Sect Leader had said before, and the reason he laughed was to make fun of the Sect Leader.
After realizing this, everyone became somewhat dissatisfied with the Sect Master. They had suffered so many unexpected disasters at the auction this time. Tracing the source, they found that they were all caused by the people from the Yunmiao Sect.
The head of the Yunmiao Sect had been hesitant and slow to show up the first time that Master Yuliu caused trouble, and he did not take the initiative to show up at the auction that day to take the blame, which made them endure for so many hours under the pressure of Number One Swordsman Mu Ge, and their cultivation was somewhat damaged. They were already full of anger, and they couldn't swallow it and couldn't vent it on Number One Swordsman Mu Ge, so they could only vent it on the head of the sect.
So, one person immediately stood up, pointed at the master's nose, and began to curse: "If I killed your daughter today and pushed the blame on my disciples, how would you feel? You should know that everyone is responsible for their own actions. Moreover, the number one sword cultivator Mu Ge is such a big shot. You can't discipline your own daughter, and you have dragged so many people down. Don't say any more nonsense and hand over your daughter quickly. Otherwise, I will definitely not let you off with the people of the Yunmiao Sect."
He had already threatened directly, but the master did not dare to say a word. He just looked at Dong Yulin hatefully. At this moment, she was standing in a corner cowering. She no longer had her former bright and beautiful appearance. Her cheeks were swollen and her body was covered with scars.
Seeing the master's gaze falling on her, vicious and cruel, she curled up in fear. She was just a small actor before she traveled through time, and after she traveled through time, she had fantasized that she could become the heroine in the book, so she hated her junior sister Yun Qinghuan, the real heroine.
But she didn't expect that after framing Yun Qinghuan, the originally aloof master Ling Shuluo actually chose to take Yun Qinghuan away from the sect. All of a sudden, everyone in the sect took out their anger on her, and her life became more and more difficult.
Being driven to Broken Sword Mountain would have been fine, but the most important thing was that even the lowest-ranking errand disciple dared to look at her in a disdainful way. She truly regretted it then, but there is no medicine for regret in the world. She could only blame herself for being too greedy at the time, which led to such an end.
Fortunately, she was able to work hard and finally won over the headmaster and became her direct disciple. However, the subsequent developments were beyond her expectations, because the headmaster only regarded her as a furnace/cauldron for cultivation. After her foundation was damaged, she was thrown to a three-year-old baby and made into a nanny.
She secretly hated him, but the head master was no pushover. She had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure. In the past hundred years, she had lived a glamorous life, which made people envious. But in fact, she didn't have many years left to live. The reason why she killed someone in the market was just because she was confused. She didn't expect that the man was actually the son of the number one sword cultivator, Mu Ge...
Dong Yulin lowered his eyes. He looked nothing like he used to be. This was no longer the Dong Yulin who had harmed people in the past.
Shu Mei thought to himself: Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Everything that happened in the past has now been avenged. However, this is also because Yun Qinghuan is very powerful. If it were someone else, they would only suffer in silence, let alone revenge.
Shu Mei didn't want to look at it any longer, so he pulled Yun Qinghuan's sleeve and said, "Let's go back!"
Yun Qinghuan curled his lips, smiled, and said, "Wait here for five more minutes. There will be a more exciting show to watch soon."
Shu Mei didn't know what the good show she was talking about was, but she thought it wouldn't be a really good thing.
And during these five minutes, the master actually killed Dong Yulin with his own hands, destroyed his own daughter's spiritual roots, abolished her cultivation, and even cut off her limbs, turning her into a complete cripple.
The cries of the two women echoed in the auction venue. Everyone narrowed their eyes with some satisfaction, thinking that now Mu Ge, the number one swordsman, should be satisfied!
He turned around to look, but before he could see the expression on Number One Swordsman Mu Ge's face, a sharp alarm sounded outside.
This alarm usually sounds once every fifty years. That is, when the monster craze in the Monster Forest arrives, an extremely harsh bell will be heard throughout the entire continent of the Immortal Cultivation Realm. This will make everyone in the Immortal Cultivation Realize the seriousness of the matter and send people to the Monster Forest to resist the invasion of monsters.
Otherwise, the monsters will multiply too quickly and will take over the entire world of immortal cultivation in a few days.
However, no one present expected that the monster tide should have passed more than ten years ago, so why did the alarm sound again today?
What kind of major event happened? Could it be that the monster craze is coming again?
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