Lin Muchen immediately hid in the shadows, observing Liu Jingyu's every move. Liu Jingyu's actions terrified Lin Muchen more and more. Wu Xiuyun's death convinced Lin Muchen that this "Liu Jingyu" was definitely not his second apprentice brother, Liu Jingyu.
But Lin Muchen couldn't provide any evidence. If he came forward to claim that "Liu Jingyu" was a fraud, everyone in the Yushan Sect would surely accuse him of "slandering" his junior brother for the position of Sect Leader. The Yushan Sect had been experiencing a severe loss of talent in recent years. First, the sect's guardian elder, Daoyan Zhenjun, tragically passed away. Then, Jinping Peak Master, Baopu Daoren, passed away. Then, Sect Leader, Lingyun Daochang, became possessed. For unknown reasons, the remaining peak masters were all bribed by Sect Leader "Liu Jingyu." Seeing no way out, Lin Muchen retreated from the Yushan Sect, intending to strengthen the Loose Cultivator Alliance before pursuing Liu Jingyu.
"Senior Brother Lin, I suspect that Liu Jingyu has become a different person." Before Lin Muchen could tell Chen Sanjiang about Liu Jingyu's strange behavior, Chen Sanjiang directly threw out this "bomb".
"Why do you say that, Junior Brother Chen?" Lin Muchen's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected that Chen Sanjiang, normally so diligent and honest, could possess such sharp eyes. This was Lin Muchen's inner assessment of Chen Sanjiang at that moment.
"Brother Lin, you know I have a good relationship with the Liu brothers. Two years ago, Liu Jingyun's mission was unfinished, and I went to the secular world to help him clean up the mess." Chen Sanjiang felt a pang of discontent whenever he thought of this. Liu Jingyun had completed his two missions in the secular world, the kidnapping mission, but only completed half of the other, the one to absorb the Qi.
Liu Jingyu was afraid that Taoist Baopu would bring trouble upon Liu Jingyun, so he asked Chen Sanjiang to come forward to remedy the situation. Although Chen Sanjiang was unhappy, he still went because of their long-standing friendship.
"But there's a problem with that mission?" Lin Muchen also remembered this incident. Back then, when Taoist Lingyun was at Xiaoyao Peak, Lin Muchen was in charge of everything. He also knew the story of the Liu Jingyu brothers very well.
"That's right!" Chen Sanjiang slapped his thigh heavily, his tone full of regret: "If I hadn't cleaned up Liu Jingyun's mess, I wouldn't have gotten so unlucky. Speaking of which, all these things were caused by the Liu Jingyu brothers, but what's the result? Liu Jingyun is nowhere to be found, and Liu Jingyu turned his back on me. It's really disgusting."
Chen Sanjiang felt that his bad luck started when he took on the task of cleaning up Liu Jingyun's aftermath.
"Junior Brother Chen, is there anything behind this..." Lin Muchen looked pleading.
"Brother Lin, I wonder if you have heard of the Jiyun Formation that Uncle Baopu used?" When meeting an old friend again, Chen Sanjiang had a lot to say and acted as if he wanted to talk at length.
"I've heard a little bit about that man. He seems to be a wealthy man in the secular world. Master Baopu took a liking to that family's fate and set up a 'Fortune-Drawing Formation' to enhance his own luck. Speaking of which... this formation is too harmful and sinister. Master Baopu was overthinking it, and now it's all for nothing." As Lin Muchen recounted this, he was also shocked by Master Baopu's cruelty. Master Baopu was already a Jindan cultivator, with a lifespan of around 500 years, which was much better than that of ordinary cultivators. But Master Baopu was greedy and came up with many methods to prolong his life, all of which were self-serving and detrimental to others.
Lin Muchen felt that if one could cultivate to the level of Taoist Baopu, he would no longer be a pure cultivator.
"Yeah! Master Baopu's actions are really..." Chen Sanjiang originally wanted to criticize Taoist Baopu, but after thinking about it, he felt that death is the greatest thing, and Taoist Baopu has already turned into ashes. It would not be appropriate for him to criticize Taoist Baopu here. He then changed the subject and said, "That family should have been rich and powerful, but after Master Baopu changed their fate, all the family members died out, and they also owed a lot of karma. But the fate of that son-in-law was very good. When he was about to die, he invited a master from somewhere to come back, who broke Master Baopu's "Jiyun Formation" and also set up a spirit gathering formation for his family. There was also a talisman on the son-in-law's body. I just got close to test it and was injured..."
Chen Sanjiang couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of his bad luck.
"What? A spirit gathering array? And a talisman?" Lin Muchen was shocked. The spirit gathering array was fine, but even such a high-end item as a talisman had been lost even in the Yushan Sect. If their loose cultivator alliance could obtain a few talismans, wouldn't they have a better chance of victory in a future battle with Liu Jingyu?
"Yes, it must have been the talisman. I only secretly cast a fireball spell, and I was burned by the rebound of several times the spiritual energy. It took me over a year to heal from this injury." Chen Sanjiang lifted his clothes to show Lin Muchen the scars. Thinking back on it now, Chen Sanjiang still felt a surge of fear. The fire enveloped him, depleting the spiritual energy in his spiritual shield and burning him half to death. Fortunately, he had a life-saving spiritual stone on him. After the fire was extinguished, the meager spiritual energy on the stone healed some of his injuries. Otherwise, he would have been reduced to ash long ago.
"Junior Brother Chen, please tell me in detail. If our loose cultivator alliance can invite this expert to take charge, there will be no need to worry about making Liu Jingyu reveal his true face." Lin Muchen's mind turned quickly, and he immediately turned to whether he could win over the "expert" that Chen Sanjiang mentioned.
On this side, Chen Sanjiang and Lin Muchen were reunited as old friends and were talking excitedly.
Kyoto City, Wen Yiran's home.
When Wen Ziqing entered the house, the Wen family had already had dinner.
As usual, Wen Yiran sat at the coffee table drinking tea after dinner. When he saw Wen Ziqing, Wen Yiran showed his first smile this year.
"Grandpa." Wen Ziqing sat down next to Wen Yiran, took the teapot from him, and poured some tea into his half-full cup. The tea had a slightly amber hue, exactly the Tieguanyin tea Wen Yiran liked.
"Ziqing, have you eaten? Let Aunt Wang make you a bowl of noodles?" Wen Yiran looked at Wen Ziqing with satisfaction, his eyes full of love.
"You two sit down and talk. I'll go talk to Aunt Wang." Before Wen Ziqing could say no, Feng Xueying rarely showed her greatest kindness and got up and went to the kitchen.
Wen Ziqing was a little surprised. This was the first time he had seen Feng Xueying so kind.
"Ziqing, your grandma... just figured it out." Wen Yiran saw the surprise in Wen Ziqing's eyes and spoke up for Feng Xueying. For years, Feng Xueying had been a queen at home, the only one caring about her, rarely considering others. This time, Wen Yiran nearly had a seizure, prompting Feng Xueying to reflect on herself.
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