Windless Canyon, Wanhua Villa.

In a secluded valley behind the mountain, there was a faint sound of sword energy in several monasteries, and occasionally the sound of sharp sword wind breaking through the air could be heard.

Dozens of Jianmen disciples wearing green tights flew into the air on their swords, circling the valley rapidly. The sword lights occasionally flickered in the sunlight, and coupled with the cold expressions of those Jianmen disciples, the chill made people shiver all over.

In a hall, six young men with fierce auras and ugly faces stood beside a square table, on which dozens of bloody confessions were neatly stacked.

"Are they all here?" one of the young men asked in a low voice, gritting his teeth.

"Brother, everything is here. Including the confessions of the maids from the Hua family who served Ye Sha that night, they are all here." Another young man said coldly, "No one can survive the punishment of our Jianmen. In addition, we threatened the lives of their relatives, so these maids dare not tell the truth."

"Brother Jianlin, did you really go to look for Ye Sha?" A young man said in a low voice, "Brother Jianlin has nothing to ask for help from the merchant of Huanling Pavilion. The only use of Ye Sha is the mountain protection formation built by Huanling Pavilion!"

"Han Cui Cliff!" A young man pointed to a detailed map of the terrain around Wu Feng City in the middle of the square table and sighed softly: "Senior Brother Jian Lin, you must have gone to Han Cui Cliff. We all know Senior Brother Jian Lin's temper. How could he bear to be embarrassed in public by the treacherous villain Hao San?"

"There has been no movement from Han Cui Ya for more than half a month!" Another young man said in a deep voice, "I led people to capture several herbalists who usually sell common herbs to Han Cui Ya. For more than half a month, the Han Cui Ya disciples who are usually responsible for purchasing common herbs have not appeared."

"Does the time match?" asked the young man who spoke first.

"That's right. On the day Senior Brother Jianlin disappeared, there was no movement in Hancui Cliff. Obviously, Senior Brother Jianlin was either trapped in Hancui Cliff, or something else happened." A young man said coldly: "In my opinion, Senior Brother Jianlin is probably trapped."

With two crisp "slap" sounds, the young man's fellow disciples standing on both sides slapped him at the same time.

"Nonsense, who dares to trap Senior Brother Jianlin? Who can trap Senior Brother Jianlin?" A young man who slapped his fellow disciple said dryly, "In Fallen Star Ocean, who doesn't know the reputation of our Jianmen? Even if Senior Brother Jianlin kills everyone on Hancui Cliff and makes a river of blood flow, how dare they do anything to Senior Brother Jianlin?"

Exhaling heavily, the young man said worriedly, "I'm afraid that Ye Sha will do something bad and harm Senior Brother Jianlin. If one of the disciples in charge of the mountain protection formation at Han Cuiya fails and uses the formation to harm Senior Brother Jianlin... we'll all be in trouble!"

The six young men didn't say a word, including the young man with the mark of a slap on his face. All six of them fell into a deathly silence at the same time.

Luo Jianlin, the core descendant of the Luo family of Jianmen, is a strong contender to be the next generation disciple of Jianmen's sect leader. He has been granted a sword talisman by the ancestor Jian Wuliang and has the right to comprehend the "Heaven-Defying Sword Canon"!

These collateral clansmen of the Luo family, as well as the external disciples who were dependent on the Luo family, had eagerly followed Luo Jianlin to the Fifth Island Circle to 'build achievements', but in the end they had achieved nothing, and instead, they had destroyed Luo Jianlin. They were all in huge trouble!

The rules of Jianmen Sect are extremely strict, and the elders in the sect are even more cruel and harsh, often beating and punishing the disciples.

The elders of the Jianmen of the Luo family were notoriously narrow-minded. Luo Jianlin was the descendant of their narrow-mindedness. Luo Jianlin was their beloved jewel in the palm of their hand. If Luo Jianlin really died in Hancui Cliff...

"Before we leave, the sect has ordered that we must contact the sect once a month!" A young man said with difficulty, "In three days, Senior Brother Jianlin will contact the sect. We still have three days!"

“No matter whether Senior Brother Jianlin is alive or dead… If he’s alive, I want to see him, if he’s dead, I want to see his body!” The young man gritted his teeth and said slowly: “No matter if it’s Hao San, Ye Sha, or the owner of Han Cui Cliff… Anyone who has something to do with Senior Brother Jianlin’s disappearance…”

"Any means necessary!" The young man put his hands on the square table. Wisps of sword energy spurted out from his ten fingers, piercing the square table made of iron willow wood into countless dense small holes.

A very thin ray of green light flew in from outside the door. With a flash of cold light, a young man who looked extremely smart and shrewd landed steadily at the door. He clasped his fists and saluted the six young men neatly: "My fellow brothers, the gate of Han Cui Cliff has been opened. Many disciples of Han Cui Cliff have gone out to walk. My fellow brothers have already set their sights on several important figures among them."

The spirits of the six young men were suddenly lifted!

Han Cuiya's disciples showed up? This is a good thing!

Luo Jianlin is missing, and this matter must be investigated thoroughly, but whether it is Hao San or Ye Sha, there are powerful forces behind them that are no weaker than Jianmen.

The six young men were not stupid enough to fight directly with Hao San and Ye Sha. They wanted to pick the weak ones, and Han Cuiya was the best target. Who said Han Cuiya was the most suspicious target?

It’s just a Hancui Cliff. What good does it matter even if it has the support of the five major families in the Windless Canyon?

If Han Cui Cliff was really related to Luo Jianlin's disappearance, the hundreds of Jianmen disciples who followed Luo Jianlin to the fifth island circle would not mind massacring Han Cui Cliff.

A light flying boat slowly flew out from Hancui Cliff and flew towards Wufeng City.

Chu Yaya, Li Linger, Li Xiuer and twenty or so little kids from Han Cuiya were chatting and laughing on the flying boat. They hadn't been out for more than half a month, and everyone was feeling bored. Chu Tian had finally adjusted the mountain protection formation of Han Cuiya, so they hurried to Wufeng City to get some fresh air!

Of course, playing is just a side thing. Chu Yaya and the others still have serious things to do.

Some time ago, Han Cuiya ordered a large number of commonly used auxiliary medicinal materials from the pharmacists in Wufeng City. The delivery date was supposed to be a few days ago, but something went wrong with the mountain protection formation, and no one could go out. I'm afraid the pharmacists are getting impatient.

We have to quickly deliver this batch of medicinal materials and pay the other party for the goods!

"Apricot blossom cake!" A little kid of about seven or eight years old drooled as he stood beside Chu Yaya and looked at her intently.

"Carrot cake!" Another little carrot-head grabbed Li Ling'er's sleeve and expressed a different opinion: "Big Sister, carrot cake is delicious!"

"Thousand-layer puff pastry!" A little girl with pigtails hugged Li Xiu'er's thighs tightly, her saliva dripping onto Li Xiu'er's trouser legs: "Senior Sister Xiu'er, go to Daohuaxiang to buy thousand-layer puff pastry, and ask them to add more lard!"

Twenty or so little kids sucked their saliva at the same time, and their eyes narrowed into a line.

A sharp whistling sound came from the sky, and a green light suddenly flashed. A large amount of light suddenly burst out from the flying boat. The flying boat's defense restrictions were automatically triggered, and a layer of light curtain tightly wrapped around the flying boat.