One month is nothing to a cultivator.
Hua Lingjiu and Sheng Wu returned to Piaomiao Mountain and left alone a few days later. Sheng Wu didn't ask her and didn't say anything.
Piaomiao Mountain, after all the disciples left, seemed much more lonely and quiet.
It was almost the end of the month, which was the day when the trial would end.
The entire Piaomiao Mountain was covered with silver snow, and even the Ten-Mile Peach Forest was piled with snow. Fortunately, the peach trees had become intelligent and could clear some of the snowflakes themselves, so it was not completely covered.
Sheng Wu was sitting under the peach tree in front of the gate of Piaomiao Mountain, holding a pot of wine in her hand, with a light layer of snow on her body.
His eyes were cold and distant, and it was unclear whether he was waiting for someone or just sitting there idly.
Suddenly, a figure flew over and stopped at Piaomiao Mountain.
The figure looked at Sheng Wu's lonely appearance, his pupils deepened, and then he slowly walked forward.
"Junior sister still likes to be alone."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Wu, who had been sitting quietly, finally reacted slightly. She slowly turned her head and glanced at Zhao Wuji, who was wearing a dark gilded robe.
Although middle-aged, Zhao Wuji's appearance, aside from a more composed look, remained virtually unchanged from his twenties. The passage of time imbued him with a unique charm. However, when one reaches a certain level of success, few people pay attention to their appearance.
"What's the matter, Sect Master?" Sheng Wu asked indifferently.
Seeing her so indifferent, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but tighten his fingertips. He lowered his head and smiled faintly, then slowly walked towards Sheng Wu.
"Think carefully about what Senior Brother told you that day about killing your husband to attain enlightenment." He paused and sighed softly, "To be honest, Senior Brother's cultivation has been stagnant in the middle stage of the Tribulation Crossing Stage for many years. If the Xianyun Sect doesn't have another person ascend to the Immortal Realm, I'm afraid the foundation of the sect left by our Master will be destroyed in my hands."
The magnetic voice reveals a hint of sadness and fatigue.
Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows slightly and asked directly without any hesitation.
"It's none of my business."
“…”
These four words almost made Zhao Wuji lose face. He raised his eyes and looked at Sheng Wu closely. He couldn't help but take off his usual disguise. He looked at her with gloomy and questioning eyes, and his voice was low and stern.
"What does this have to do with you? You're always like this, never taking anything or anyone seriously, only thinking about cultivation and ascending! Back then, Master recommended you as the next Sect Master, but you threw it to me like garbage. Even now, you haven't cared about the Xianyun Sect!"
His tense and ugly face showed a hint of emotion, and he looked at her with anger and hidden resentment.
Seeing this, Sheng Wu seemed to have discovered something, and his previous guess was confirmed.
She blinked indifferently, and there was a coldness of ice beneath her long feathery eyelashes.
"Master, you have lost your composure." She reminded him with an expressionless face.
No wonder, no wonder that according to the original owner Sheng Wu's temperament, no matter how strong her cultivation was and how much she offended so many people in Xianyun Sect, no one dared to confront her directly. Even though Zhao Wuji always intentionally or unintentionally provoked the relationship between her and other elders of Xianyun Sect, he never really treated her harshly or blamed her in the slightest.
It turned out that this was the last level for Zhao Wuji.
If you calculate carefully, although the original owner Sheng Wu was the last one to become a disciple, she was only fifteen or sixteen years younger than Zhao Wuji.
Even though Zhao Wuji truly expressed his emotions and said so much, Sheng Wu was as emotionless as a bystander.
Her words made Zhao Wuji, who had a gentle and refined face, clench his hands tightly under his sleeves, but it also reminded him once again. He lowered his head slightly to calm down, then took a deep breath.
"Awu, you don't care about Xianyun Sect or your disciples anymore."
In fact, before Zhao Wuji succeeded to the position of sect leader, he always called Sheng Wu "Awu", but after Sheng Wu gave up the position of sect leader to him, he only called her "Junior Sister".
As for Sheng Wu, he used to be a well-behaved "senior brother", but now he is just a "sect leader".
Only then did Sheng Wu's face show some expression.
"What did you do?"
Seeing that she really cared about those young disciples, Zhao Wuji narrowed his pupils coldly and spoke in a low, magnetic voice.
"You care so much about those disciples, do you think they are sincere to you? People's hearts are hard to understand, let alone those who practice the ruthless way with you. Brother will help you once and let you see the hearts of those disciples!"
He had made almost everyone in Xianyun Sect hate and separate her, and only he could treat her well, but she suddenly accepted eleven disciples and attached so much importance to their training and spent so much effort!
How could he bear this!
The wine jug in Sheng Wu's hand suddenly smashed towards him.
"Asshole!"
"Snap!" There was a sound.
Zhao Wuji dodged quickly. This was the first time Sheng Wu had attacked him in all these years.
Sheng Wu simply concentrated her right hand, and conjured a sword to stab him with, with flashes of sword and shadows.
"If anything happens to them, I will kill you!"
Seeing that her emotions were finally fluctuating, and she was even angry about drawing her sword against him, Zhao Wuji was not angry. Instead, he smiled with satisfaction on his elegant and handsome face.
"Oh, Junior Sister, don't worry, they won't die. They just want you to see their hearts clearly."
There was a hint of coldness in Zhao Wuji's clear eyes, and there was a hint of possession in his eyes as he looked at Sheng Wu.
"Junior sister, you have one last chance."
After saying that, he flew away.
Sheng Wu looked at his leaving back, raised her dark eyebrows, and narrowed her beautiful cold eyes.
After putting away the magic sword, he couldn't help but sigh with regret.
There are quite a lot of crazy people in this world, but it's a pity that you can only gain the favorability of three people.
......
There are only three days left until the end of the trial.
Sheng Wu had a piece of jade that could monitor the status of all her disciples' jade tokens in real time. As soon as she watered the peach tree with blood again, she felt the jade shaking.
Sheng Wu's eyebrows twitched slightly. With Luo Qi and the others' current strength, and since they were all together, it was still possible that someone would be eliminated.
She waved her right hand, and the jade suddenly floated in the air. Sheng Wu checked and found that it was Luo Qi's jade token that was broken!
And the soul power she left in Luo Qi, which could save his life in a critical moment, was triggered!
This means that he is in great danger.
In other words, Luo Qi and the other nine people were in danger!
"court death!"
Recalling what Zhao Wuji said that day, Sheng Wu frowned slightly, and her cold, ink-black pupils flashed with a hint of viciousness. She then dropped the vessel filled with scarlet blood, turned around and flew into the air in an instant.
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