The situation changed immediately, and the Heavenly Evolution Sect turned back.
"You're so beautiful. I liked you the first time I saw you. No wonder, you're my wife. With you here, the seal couldn't hold me down anymore. I told you, my deceased husband's ghost would cling to your ankles..."
Yan Huanyue felt that everything was hazy and indistinct. No matter how hard she rubbed her eyes, she could not see clearly. Her memory was also somewhat confused.
But his words made her uneasy. She blinked hard to clear her vision and said to the person kneeling at her feet, "Don't talk nonsense. Don't say that."
The man scoffed softly, his pale fingertips gently caressing the hem of her skirt.
He lingered by her skirt for a while, then suddenly tugged at it hard, looked up and said, "But you've abandoned me time and time again, and you haven't come back to see me for so long. You're no different from everyone else."
Yan Huanyue couldn't see very clearly to begin with, and she was almost suddenly pulled off the platform by him. In a fit of anger, she stepped on his shoulder and kicked him away, cursing, "Then get out of here."
He quickly crawled over and leaned against her feet, gripping her ankle tightly, his tone full of malice, "You wish."
Yan Huanyue rubbed her eyes hard, finally regaining a sliver of clarity.
She was sitting barefoot on a black jade altar with her legs dangling.
Pei Xuanzhi was sitting on the ground, leaning against the altar, his pale hand gripping her ankle, looking up at her with misty eyes.
She vaguely remembered hearing that he was ill and in Changqing Palace, and no news of him had come out for a long time.
So she bent down and stroked his cool, black hair, and asked softly, "Xuanzhi, what are you doing here? How have you been lately?"
He gazed at her silently for a long while, then slowly stood up, lifted her down from the altar, sat back down beside it, and held her close in his arms.
"Aren't you my wife? Why didn't you come to find me sooner? Everyone else is with their families, why have you left me here alone for so long?"
A few warm tears fell onto her neck, the sensation growing clearer, and the wind in her ears growing louder.
Someone lit candles outside the curtains, and the candlelight seeped in through the gaps, creating a dim and fragrant atmosphere inside.
Yan Huanyue slowly opened her eyes, still somewhat drowsy.
She hasn't returned to the sect for more than ten months since leaving last September. Perhaps she herself has some lingering feelings for him, which is why she keeps dreaming about him lately.
The inspection of the formation has ended, and the handover is gradually being completed. Yan Huanyue plans to go back and take a look.
As soon as Yan Huanyue received the newly made token and the azure-colored robe, she encountered Song Lingwei climbing the snow-covered peak where the wind and snow howled. She said that she wanted to return to the sect and would soon come to the North.
Upon hearing her purpose, Song Lingwei did not immediately agree. Instead, she invited her to sit down and have some tea before discussing the matter:
"Let's wait until the handover is completely finished and before the Misty Sect evacuates a large number of people. After that, take an inventory of all the supplies in the North. Then, take the list of supplies that still need to be replenished back to the sect and hand it over to your junior brother, the sect leader. You can also stay in the sect for a few more days and send the supplies over together when they are all ready. This will save us from having to send people back from here again, okay?"
This arrangement is not bad; we can stay in the sect for a longer period of time.
Yan Huanyue hesitated for a moment, then said, "Master's wife, since we unearthed the hidden demons from the demon race back then, are there still demons hiding somewhere?"
Song Ling narrowed her eyes slightly. "If demons help them hide, then people will help them hide. I'm afraid there are even more hiding among the human race. Besides, they've been under surveillance for a long time. This time, we've eliminated the demon race, so you don't need to worry about the human race."
Now that the inspection of the formations is over, the urgent task is to take inventory, and Yan Huanyue has been assigned to the team to take inventory of supplies.
Every day, she would check each item in the stone castle and stone building against the list. She did it quickly and accurately, and could even spot the smallest omissions or oversights.
At present, although the Northern Land Formation has cracks, it is not a major problem, and it is unlikely that the demons will break through the formation and attack.
Moreover, the northern lands are rich in spiritual stones, herbs, and treasures, and with the added protection of the demon race, it is unlikely that this place will be breached.
Either the demons will never attack the Tianyan Sect in this lifetime, or the demons are lurking south of the natural barrier...
Tianyan Sect is the last stronghold in the North. It's hard to guarantee that after the Demon Clan breaks through Tianyan Sect, they won't take advantage of the fact that the major sects haven't reacted yet and immediately launch a counterattack on the Tianqian stronghold. With the two sides joining forces to attack the formation, plus Yun Xuanchen's faction stirring up trouble in the dark, who knows how chaotic the situation will become.
But she didn't even know where the demon race came from in her previous life, so even if she wanted to warn people, she couldn't produce the slightest sign.
But it's also possible that none of these speculations will ever come true in this lifetime.
Xuanzhi's health is better in this life than in his previous life. The sect leader will not lose all his cultivation to save him. The sect has also set its sights on the demons hiding in the human world and will not give those scattered demons an opportunity to besiege the Tianyan Sect.
Yan Huanyue has always been pragmatic. Feeling that there might be problems with the formation in the north, she came to the north to investigate thoroughly for more than ten months in order to find any oversights and report them. Then she took the opportunity to express her concerns.
However, the northern formation was flawless. Given the strictness of the patrols and the methods of repairing cracks, handing over the tokens, and then patrolling again, it was unlikely that any problems would arise.
Now it seems that if there is a problem, it lies on the human side.
Last time, I reminded the sect leader not to send everyone out and leave the sect empty, but because it was just a concern and there was no evidence, it was not adopted.
The inspection of the northern lands is of great importance. More than a thousand stone towers and bunkers have been stockpiled with ordinary spirit stones and herbs. This is not something that can be easily changed by her small worries.
While hoping those things would never happen in her life, she pondered where those anomalies were hidden.
Therefore, she wanted to go back to the area around the sect to take another look. In addition, there had been no news of Pei Xuanzhi since he entered Changqing Palace. Her growing unease made her press Fu Yinhuan, who was locked in the black box, more and more.
Fu Yinhuan has been tormented by her almost every day recently. Her spiritual power was sufficient, so she used soul searching on Fu Yinhuan, but she couldn't find anything about her past life at all. She thought it was a problem with her cultivation level.
While taking inventory of the supplies, she found a Heart-Reflecting Mirror. She used the mirror to continuously extract Fu Yinhuan's memories, but it only reflected Fu Yinhuan in this life and could not reflect her memories of the past life.
She guessed something and looked at herself in the mirror of her mind.
Apart from everything that happened in this body, there is no trace of her memories of her past life.
Fu Yinhuan looked at the expressionless woman holding the Heart-Reflecting Mirror, and his bloodied lips twitched slightly.
"Don't you understand now, Huanyue? Only you and I know those things. Even a soul search can't find out... What do you want to know?"
"Everyone dies, you die too, and Pei Xuanzhi is torn to pieces. Why torture me... Pei Hanzhou... Pei Hanzhou... Go kill Pei Hanzhou, and none of this will happen. The one in charge of the Tianyan Sect... is a demon..."
Yan Huanyue frowned, looking at him disdainfully, "What kind of good people can a god be in your eyes?"
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Pei Xuanzhi sat at a table, intently peeling a tea brick with a tea knife, the last piece of which was almost gone.
Then, after wrapping up the tea bricks, he poured the peeled tea into the boiling water on the small stove on the table.
Su Xianqing came in with a food box and took away the food box on the table, which had hardly changed in weight.
"You're not eating enough."
Pei Xuanzhi looked at the fire in the stove and casually hummed in agreement.
Su Xianqing looked at him and felt that the faint, almost imperceptible eeriness between his brows seemed to have become more pronounced. "You look a little different than before."
Pei Xuanzhi said in a calm tone, "People change, and so do I."
Even in the late June weather, he was still wearing a cloak. Although his features were slightly eerie, his whole demeanor was as cold and aloof as jade in water.
"Your letter has already been sent to the North. Perhaps Bao Ying will reply to you."
Pei Xuanzhi leaned back in his high chair, slightly opened his eyes, looked at Su Xianqing indifferently, and said in a calm tone, "Really? But I didn't write anything in the letter, will she still reply?"
Su Xianqing frowned and said, "You insisted on writing her a letter, but why didn't you write anything at all?"
Pei Xuanzhi smiled slightly, "Why should I blame you? You really would give her the letter?"
Su Xianqing was about to reprimand him, but Pei Xuanzhi suddenly clutched his chest, bent over, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He vomited blood right then and there just because I didn't help him deliver the letter?
In the past, Su Xianqing would have thought he was just putting on an act to gain sympathy, and he had even looked down on his master and Yan Baoying for falling for this trick again.
When he himself faced patients handed over to him, he was genuinely afraid that Pei Xuanzhi would die in his hands, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
Although Pei Xuanzhi suffers from a frightening fever every month, it only lasts a few days.
His illness seemed unusual during this period, and today he even vomited blood. Su Xianqing's heart sank.
Just as he was about to step forward to check the situation, Pei Xuanzhi sat up straight and took out a plain handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips.
Su Xianqing checked his pulse, which was sometimes absent and sometimes returned to normal, which was very strange.
He temporarily used his spiritual power to protect Pei Xuanzhi's heart meridian, and then went out to report the matter to Pei Hanzhou.
A moment later, Pei Hanzhou hurried around the screen and entered. He checked Pei Xuanzhi's pulse and asked worriedly, "Why has your illness worsened again...?"
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Almost all the elders and most of the disciples of the Tianyan Sect were sent to the northern region.
The verification lists from Shilouxia were sent up to Jixuefeng, and the inventory of supplies was about to be completed.
Yan Huanyue was ready to return to her sect as soon as the list of other necessities for the base was released.
Most of the elders and disciples of the Misty Sect haven't left yet; perhaps we can travel together then.
But after July, the list still hadn't been released. Instead, a group of outer disciples who had just arrived from the sect said, "I heard that Junior Brother Pei is very ill, and the sect leader is very worried about him."
Yan Huanyue felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, as if a thousand-pound boulder had been placed on her chest. Not only had the patrolling sect been temporarily changed to the Tianyan Sect, but the opportunity presented by Xuan's serious illness was still there.
An inescapable fear swept over us.
She went directly to the Snow-capped Peak, where the elders of the Heavenly Evolution Sect and the Misty Sect were still discussing matters, with people guarding outside the hall.
She requested an audience directly, and the disciple who was in charge of delivering the message went in and then came out to invite her in.
Inside the hall, two rows of high chairs were occupied by the elders of the Tianyan Sect and the Piaomiao Sect.
Yan Huanyue strode inside, and Song Lingwei asked, "Disciple, what's wrong?"
Yan Huanyue performed a hand seal and bowed, saying, "Today I saw that the Sect Leader sent all the outer disciples here. I am but a humble disciple, and I just feel that there are almost no people left in the sect now, and there are still remnants of the demon race wandering in the mortal world. I wonder if this will bring disaster?"
Elder Yin Shu of Qingxu Peak of Tianyan Sect said, "This is the decision of our junior brother, the sect leader. Our Tianyan Sect has abundant spiritual veins and is guarded by our junior brother, the sect leader. How could any villain dare to cause trouble in our sect?"
The elder from the Misty Sect also smiled and said, "Young friend, in the past few years, apart from the sect leader who is stationed here, almost the entire sect has been stationed in the Northern Lands. This is the case for every sect on duty, so why should you worry?"
Yan Huanyue bowed and said, "The Tianyan Sect is slightly different from your sect. Your sect is located in the Misty Mountains in the southwest sea, while the Tianyan Sect is located on the northern edge. It is the sect closest to the Heavenly Barrier Formation and the last line of defense in the north after the demons break through the Heavenly Barrier Formation."
"Now that the sect's elders and disciples are scattered and the sect leader is isolated, if we attract the remnants of the demon race to invade, devour the spiritual veins, and seize the magic artifacts, their first step will be to rush over the natural barrier and attack the great formation from both the north and south... Instead of eliminating the remnants of the demon race, the fact that the Tianyan Sect has been replaced by a patrolling sect is a golden opportunity for the demon race."
"Moreover, I heard from the outer disciples that Sect Leader Pei's son fell ill in winter. Sect Leader Pei brought him to Changqing Palace to recuperate, but his condition has not improved and has become increasingly difficult."
"If even the outer disciples know this, then this news is probably known throughout the world. If Sect Leader Pei, like the elders, harbors any illusions and thinks that the demons won't take this opportunity to launch a sneak attack, and instead focuses solely on saving the sick child, what will happen if a crisis arises?"
Elder Xu Fengqiu sneered, "The remnants of the demon race in the mortal world are not worth fearing. How dare you, a junior, question the decision of the sect leader?"
Yan Huanyue gritted her teeth and said, "If we let such a crisis go unchecked, turn a blind eye to it, and stubbornly handle patrol affairs like ordinary sects, what kind of true master would we be! Has he never miscalculated and been trapped? Besides, she was just a female demon with ordinary cultivation who died young!"
"you!"
"presumptuous!"
"How dare you criticize your elders!"
"You are absolutely lawless!"
Amidst the accusations, Xu Fengqiu stood up angrily, pointed at her, and shouted, "The matter of the patrol is a major issue. How can it be changed arbitrarily because of the nonsense of a child like you?"
Yan Huanyue replied, "Since it's such a big deal, why not adapt to local conditions and find another sect to patrol with us, and send fewer people to the North? If something goes wrong, does Elder Xu intend to just watch his sect fall and regret his dereliction of duty?"
"You! You! You!"
Xu Fengqiu was so angry that his hair stood on end and he cursed "you" several times.
Yin Shu casually flicked the foam from his teacup and said in a nonchalant tone, "Junior Nephew Baoying, if nothing happens, can you take responsibility?"
Yan Huanyue pursed her lips. "If nothing happens, that's what I want. Even if I die, what regret would I have?"
Yin Shu glanced at Elder Feng Ye on his left and asked, "Junior Brother Feng, what do you think?"
Feng Ye was in charge of the affairs of the outer disciples and had previously lectured on the scriptures at the Zhijing Hall where Yan Huanyue was. Upon hearing this, he simply said, "Please make the decision, Senior Brother."
Yin Shu then turned his head to Song Lingwei, who was sitting upright with her eyes closed to his right, and said, "Senior Sister, what do you say?"
Yan Huanyue also looked at Song Lingwei with hope, but Song Lingwei did not open her eyes and did not say a word.
Seeing this, Yin Shu smiled calmly and did not ask the other elders any further questions. He only said to Yan Huanyue, "Junior Nephew Baoying, we will discuss this matter later. You should go back first."
Yan Huanyue said, "When will we wait?"
Xu Fengqiu sneered, "You rebellious junior, are you forcing us to give you a reply? Is it because you want to go back and never come back, that you're creating this chaos?"
Yan Huanyue made a hand seal and said, "This disciple has no such intention; I only know that plans must be made in advance."
Yin Shu waved his hand and said, "In that case, this matter is indeed of great importance. Since my junior brother has raised such a question, we will discuss it with the sect leader through the Listening Cloud Token. We will let you know our final decision in a month. How about that?"
At this point, Yan Huanyue had already gone all out without any evidence. Judging from Elder Yin Shu's words, it seemed that there were others who shared her concerns.
The day after that, the people of the Misty Sect returned on their spirit boat.
Yin Shu specifically ordered Xue Jingnian to invite her to Jixue Peak, so that she could write down all her guesses and deductions in detail.
In order to convince most people of her conjecture, Yan Huanyue tortured Fu Yinhuan and, with all her might, wrote down all her speculations and analyses, taking every little word he uttered.
It took nearly ten days to write just this, and Elder Yin Shu spent three to five days revising and correcting it.
She was anxiously waiting all day, and went to Song Lingwei to ask for leave to return to her sect for a few days. Song Lingwei then said indifferently:
“Now Junior Brother Yin may still want to question you. Since he is willing to take your advice, you'd better stay on Snow Peak until the final result is out.”
Yan Huanyue went out, and Zhao Liujin chased after her, laughing, "Junior Sister, you little peach blossom dumpling, you always look so well-behaved, yet you actually exposed the Sect Leader's shortcomings in public. Come to think of it, you're even more outspoken than I am."
Yan Huanyue pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. She sighed and asked, "Did you see Xuanzhi when you came, Senior Sister?"
Zhao Liujin laughed and said, "You remembered now? You could have just asked to go back and visit him since he was sick, instead of making such a fuss. If something really happened to him, what... what's wrong?"
Yan Huanyue raised her hand and gently wiped away a tear from her face, saying softly, "It's nothing."
Zhao Liujin straightened his expression and said, "I'm not trying to criticize you, but if Elder Yin hadn't detained you on Snow Peak, your words would have already caused panic among the people of the North. And yet, nothing has happened. If it were before, you would have been locked up to stop talking nonsense."
Yan Huanyue stood facing the wind and looked at the boundless chasm where the wind and snow howled, saying, "I also hope that I am just talking nonsense. It wouldn't hurt for me to be a madman."
On the way back, she met Xue Jingnian, who was standing in front of Yan Huanyue's door with his master Yin Shu's annotated policy essays.
Yan Huanyue invited him in for tea.
Xue Jingnian brushed the snow off his shoulders, handed her the policy essay, and then secretly used his spiritual power to brush the snow off her shoulders again.
Yan Huanyue sat at the table and looked at the parts of Yin Shu's annotations that she felt were unclear. She immediately picked up a pen and began to revise them.
Xue Jingnian then went to boil water and make tea for her.
Doing things for her like this actually made him feel more satisfied than he used to boss her around and act arrogantly in front of her.
Xue Jingnian brewed the tea and sat down opposite her, quietly watching her.
The candlelight inside was dim, and the wind and snow swirled outside the window; this was the most comforting and reassuring place to be.
It turns out that the best days are these ordinary times, sitting face to face day and night, where silence is perfectly acceptable.
Why had he never realized this before?
But now there's still a chance; just as he was beginning to understand, fate truly gave him that chance...
Yan Huanyue put down her pen, made a hand gesture to dry the ink, and folded the paper neatly.
Xue Jingnian handed over a cup of tea and said, "I heard that Junior Brother Pei's illness seems to have worsened again. Would you like to go back and see him...?"
Yan Huanyue lowered her eyes and said, "If I leave here, the elders will no longer care about this matter."
Xue Jingnian put the policy essay into the box, then casually tidied up the mess she had made of pen and ink, and said softly:
"Then... shall I go back and take a look for you first? Draw some communication talismans for me, and I can take them back for you, okay? I happen to be going back to deliver a list, so I'll just take them back on the way."
The Misty Sect withdrew for about ten days, and the disciples of the Heavenly Evolution Sect all had missions to perform and could not leave easily.
Upon hearing that Xue Jingnian was going back to deliver the list, Yan Huanyue immediately took out a dozen pre-drawn communication talismans and gave them to him, saying, "Thank you."
Xue Jingnian took the yellow talisman and smiled slightly, "It was just a small favor, no need to be so polite."
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"Junior Brother Pei, how are you feeling?"
Xue Jingnian entered the warm pavilion of Changqing Palace. It was raining heavily that day, and the sky was gloomy.
Pei Xuanzhi sat in a rocking chair by the window, looking very pale. Upon hearing this, he simply said, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I'm fine."
Seeing that he was clearly too ill, Xue Jingnian slowly took out a stack of communication talismans from his sleeve and placed them on the small table next to the rocking chair, saying:
"Senior Sister Yan has some matters to attend to in the North. I heard you were seriously ill, so she didn't have time to come back to see you. This is a message talisman she asked me to give you."
Pei Xuanzhi asked, "What does she want?"
Xue Jingnian said, "Oh, it's nothing serious, just some things that could be big or small. It's kind of her to be interested in studying them, so I had to go along with her. I told her you were seriously ill and tried to persuade her to come back and see you, but she didn't agree. Instead, she asked me to bring back some communication talismans."
Pei Xuanzhi looked up at him, his eyes cold and clear. "It seems that Senior Brother Xue and my wife have not always been on good terms."
Xue Jingnian didn't want to argue with someone who was clearly entangled in deathly aura, and simply smiled:
"That's all in the past. It was just a childish squabble. Now we're all grown up. How can anyone compare to the friendship we had as children? This past year has made up for what we had... Junior brother, get some rest. I'll take good care of her in the North."
Ning Wuyang emerged from the outer room and said, "Jingnian, Master is back. Quickly present the list you brought back."
Xue Jingnian quickly replied, "Yes."
Pei Xuanzhi coughed for a while, then struggled to sit up, holding onto the armrest. He reached for the talisman on the small table, but the moment he touched it, he coughed up blood...
Yan Huanyue kept a communication talisman hidden in her sleeve all day, just waiting for it to light up.
She planned that if the elders could not give her a satisfactory decision by the 30th, she would immediately return to the sect to be with him.
It's good that nothing happened. If the demons really attacked, she had done everything she could. She would have no regrets if she could die in battle at the Tianyan Sect.
She waited patiently until the twenty-eighth day, but neither his message nor hers came. She also did not receive any decision from the elders.
On the 29th, in the dead of night, she was suddenly awakened by the sound of drumming.
"Disciples, listen to my command! There are heretical sects stationed in the northern part of our sect. While our sect leader was saving his son and had exhausted his magic power, they took the opportunity to besiege our sect. Disciples from Qingxu Peak, Yuanxu Peak, Yuxu Peak, Lingxu Peak, Miaoxu Peak, and other peaks, please assemble at your posts immediately, collect your magic robes and treasures, and return to the sect to save it!"
Yan Huanyue jumped off the bed suddenly, feeling dizzy and lightheaded. The long-standing fear suddenly became real, making her feel nauseous. She even thought it was a dream.
The announcement was Elder Xu Fengqiu's "divine voice," which broke through the wind and snow, echoing continuously throughout the snowstorms north and south of the natural barrier.
There was simply no time for anyone to demonstrate their precognitive abilities in front of others.
In the face of a real crisis, no one cares about any prophetic pronouncements made beforehand, and no one is complacent or feels they have retaliated against someone simply because their premonitions were proven true but were not adopted at the time.
Yan Huanyue didn't have time to think much and quickly fell down the snow-covered peak. The inner disciples in front of the camp had already lined up and quickly received their robes, which they then put on.
Yan Huanyue immediately went over to collect the items: a dark blue robe and a dark blue treasure pouch.
Yan Huanyue quickly changed into her magic robes, put away her treasure pouch, and together with her fellow disciples and several elders, braved the wind and snow, speeding towards the Tianyan Sect on her sword, all for the purpose of slaying demons and evil spirits and protecting the sect.
A group of people riding swords at breakneck speed carved a massive sea of snow and wind across the snowy night sky of the north.
Song Lingwei stood with her hands behind her back on the snow-capped peak, quietly watching the lights gradually lighting up on the other side of the distant chasm, thanks to Xu Fengqiu's constantly echoing "immortal's voice".
From beginning to end, she never looked back at the disciples of her sect who were speeding away on their swords behind her.
Amidst the wind and snow, several pieces of paper danced wildly in the air like snowflakes, while the sounds of the Three Pure Ones Bell and the descent of the demon immortals were drowned out by the gale and the voice of the "immortals transmitting their voices."
Song Lingwei slowly landed on the ground after making a hand seal. Yin Shu walked over from not far away, still with a leisurely smile. "Senior sister, did you reveal something to your disciple? Some of the things she wrote were quite insightful."
Song Lingwei tucked her sleeves and said, "I have never revealed this important matter before."
A powerful spiritual energy spread out, and the two men slightly composed themselves. They walked together to a secluded spot on the snow-capped peak, made a hand seal, bowed respectfully, and called out, "Senior Wei."
The man wore a gray robe, had a youthful face and white hair, and was impervious to wind and snow.
He asked slowly, "Has the Heavenly Evolution Array been activated?"
Yin Shu replied, "My junior brother, the sect leader, made an agreement with me that this important matter should not be communicated using magical artifacts. When the time is right, I will send a disciple to deliver a list back. Five days after the list is delivered, we will immediately begin the uprising. The Heavenly Evolution Array will be activated, and the people will surely be safe."
The old man nodded and said, "Those paper figures have already been sent over using the wood-based magic seals you left behind. I've also sent over some Xuanjiang disciples. The other side is currently in internal strife, so this is a perfect opportunity. The Misty Sect, the Sky Patrol Bureau, various sects, and aristocratic families—they…"
Song Lingwei said, "Junior Brother Sect Leader has arranged everything."
The old man praised, "Excellent! Hanzhou, he..."
At this point, however, he gradually stopped talking.
Song Lingwei knew that Wei Zhao, the son of Senior Wei, died at the hands of the sect leader's junior brother. Now, this old man was only willing to cooperate with Yun Xuanchen and the demons in order to deal with them.
Although he never spoke up for his son Wei Zhao, it would be difficult to ask him to actually praise his junior brother, the sect leader.
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Chang'an, night, heavy rain.
The spirit boat of the Misty Sect had been drifting over Chang'an and Xianyang for two or three days. On a rainy night, the elder of the Misty Sect suddenly announced, "Return immediately, Tianyan Sect."
Xue Yuannian woke up with a start, and his sister Xue Liannian led a group of people into his room, bringing with them the damp chill of the rainy night.
"Brother, the Listening Stone given by Sect Leader Pei has lit up. All the members of the tribes have been assembled, and the spirit boat is ready. We can head to the Northern Heavenly Barrier immediately."
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