Chapter 96: Confused Mind and "His" Clumsy Trial
Confused and clumsy attempts by "his"
Silence returned to the altar for a moment, with only the occasional groaning from the immortal sect disciples, who were tied up like dumplings in vines, reminding them of the conflict that had just occurred. Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou stood to their sides, the atmosphere even more tense and eerie than before.
That connection, like an overly sensitive string, clearly conveyed the turmoil of both parties' emotions. There was the shock and absurdity of learning the truth, the bewilderment of long-held beliefs shattered, doubt and anger towards the Immortal Sect and their Master, and... most damningly, the awkwardness and helplessness of not knowing how to face this "enemy" and "guardian of their childhood."
Li Jiuyou irritably kicked a piece of gravel at his feet, his eyes wandering, refusing to look at Jiang Xuelan. His mind was a mess. One moment he thought of his brother Feng Ye's gentle smile and the vague instructions to "protect him well," the next moment he thought of the image of "Father Jiang holding a ferocious horn" in the Immortal Gate's photo stone and the deep hatred he felt. Then he thought of the stupid black cat protecting the rabbit in the mural and the inexplicable pain in his heart... He could sense that Jiang Xuelan's side was also in a state of shattering ice and surging waves, which made him even more upset.
"Ahem..." Li Jiuyou tried to break the suffocating silence, his voice dry, "That... that cat in the painting... it's so ugly!" After he said that, he wanted to slap himself. What the hell was he talking about!
Jiang Xuelan clearly sensed the other party's embarrassment that was being concealed and a very weak attempt to ease the atmosphere (although the method was extremely bad).
Jiang Xuelan's fingertips curled slightly, his face expressionless, only a faint "hmm." But the emotion he conveyed was not completely cold, but rather a tiny ripple stirred by this clumsy attempt.
Ah Che looked from one to the other and whispered to Man Gu, "Brother Li and Senior Brother... seem a little strange. They don't seem to be arguing, but they don't seem to be reconciling either..."
Man Gu scratched his head and lowered his voice: "The king's face is a little red... The tip of Jiang Xianjun's ear... seems to be a little red too?"
The tentacles under Xingtong's skirt swayed happily, and in a voice that only Xuanjia could hear, she said, "Oh my~ The stress reaction after cognitive subversion~ It's so green and delicious~"
Xuan Jia rolled his eyes (if turtles could roll their eyes): "Two silly boys... breaking through the window paper is harder than ascending to heaven..."
At this moment, the white jade model of the Xirang Sacred Tree in the center of the altar once again emitted a soft glow. The light flowed, gradually converging into a clear light and shadow map in the open space in front of the sacred tree!
The map clearly marked their current location (the altar), as well as a path that meandered upwards and led somewhere. At the end of the path was a specially marked pattern that resembled a wellhead!
A line of ancient text appeared nearby: "Where the mind leads, the path will be revealed. With blood as the guide, the past will finally be revealed."
This undoubtedly guides them to the ancient well of Wangchuanwu!
And it seems to imply that Jiang Xuelan's divine blood is needed to finally open it?
The appearance of the map temporarily diverted everyone's attention and gave the two a way out of embarrassment.
"Let's go." Jiang Xuelan spoke concisely and took the lead to walk towards the exit indicated on the map - that was a new white stone passage that was quietly opened on the side of the altar.
Li Jiuyou snorted and immediately followed, his pace even faster than usual, as if he was afraid of being left behind and facing the strange atmosphere alone.
The passageway continued upward, but now it was much wider than before. The murals on the walls had become more elaborate and elaborate, mostly depicting how the ancient inhabitants of Shencun utilized the power of the sacred tree to nourish all things and coexist harmoniously with nature. In one mural, Su Jingyan (Jiang's mother) and Feng Ye (Li's brother) reappeared, working together to treat an injured spirit beast, their expressions seamless and natural.
When the two saw the mural, their hearts skipped a beat and they quickened their pace at the same time. No one spoke, but they could feel the other's uneasy heart through the connection.
External guidance (a map) temporarily diverts attention, but the inner turmoil remains. Li Jiuyou's clumsy probing, Jiang Xuelan's subtle reactions, create an awkward undercurrent in their relationship. The murals continue to reveal the past, deepening the cognitive impact on both of them.
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