Chapter 6 The secret of Senior Brother Luo Jiang Zhaoyue.
One day later.
On the Qi Ling Immortal Sect's Immortal Island, the last and most important part of the Immortal Sect Competition is the finals.
Since there was no suspense about the championship in this competition, many leaders and senior officials of various forces did not show up.
The only one who is the host is the Qi Ling Xian Zong.
The leader of the Qi Ling Immortal Sect sits on the highest throne. There are seven thrones, and the other six are empty.
Countless people present speculated that perhaps Master Qi Ling doted on his disciples so much that he condescended to come and watch the battle. But the legendary Master of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect, who was known to dote on his disciples, was not there.
Only Jiang Zhaoyue, who was hidden in the crowd, vaguely felt that someone was looking at him.
But when she looked up, she saw that Master Qi Ling was standing high above her, not looking at anyone.
Is it because he doesn't want her to get close to his disciples, so he wants to monitor her personally?
With some thoughts passing through his mind, Jiang Zhaoyue suddenly smiled, ignored the vague gaze, and walked straight towards Jiang Qiying who was not far away.
Just as she was about to walk in front of Jiang Qiying and Jiang Qiying saw her and spoke.
From the throne, a resounding, unyielding voice rang out: "Qiying, come here."
Jiang Qiying's unspoken words stopped on his lips. He glanced at Jiang Zhaoyue, nodded to her, and then turned and walked towards the throne high above.
Jiang Zhaoyue did not stop him, but just smiled silently, looked away, and didn't care.
Seeing Jiang Qiying being called away, Chu Jinhe, who was always trying to find an opportunity to squeeze in beside her, finally couldn't help but whispered, "Senior Sister, it seems that Senior Brother Jiang's master doesn't like us very much. Does Senior Brother Jiang dislike us too?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the taste was very authentic.
Jiang Zhaoyue glanced at him imperceptibly, smiling broadly, and replied as she always did: "How could that be? Perhaps Sect Leader Qi Ling is simply not one to smile. Strong individuals as affable as our Master are few and far between."
"Senior sister is right."
Chu Jinhe nodded obediently. His face, which always looked rebellious in the eyes of others, was now dimpled by a smile, making him look even more obedient. He moved closer to Jiang Zhaoyue, lowered his face to the side, and carefully placed it against her shoulder.
"Senior Sister, you took care of me in the past. We are the closest people in the world. Even if you are with Senior Brother Jiang in the future, please don't forget Jinhe."
"good."
Jiang Zhaoyue touched his head and said gently, "You will always be my junior brother."
Chu Jinhe didn't want to be a junior apprentice forever, but he didn't dare to say it openly. He had to swallow his jealousy and pretend to be meek, saying, "Senior sister is the best."
While they exchanged a few words of greeting, several matches had already been decided on the ring, and soon it was Chu Jinhe's turn.
He left Jiang Zhaoyue reluctantly, ready to come back as soon as possible after finishing the battle.
After he left, a disciple of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect came to Jiang Zhaoyue and whispered, "Senior Sister, Senior Brother Luo is here."
"Brother Luo?"
Jiang Zhaoyue raised her eyebrows slightly, and a face as gentle as jade instantly appeared in her mind.
The structure of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect can be roughly divided into the headmaster, elders, and disciples from top to bottom, and the disciples are further divided into contemporary disciples, second-generation disciples, and first-generation disciples.
Jiang Zhaoyue is a contemporary disciple, a cultivator under the age of thirty.
The senior brother Luo she mentioned was named Luo Huaiyin, a second-generation disciple of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect. He was more than ten years older than Jiang Zhaoyue. Both of them were young disciples, but not of the same generation.
Before Jiang Zhaoyue joined the sect, Luo Huaiyin was the most respected cultivator among the disciples of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect and the best candidate to be the next sect leader.
This changed after Jiang Zhaoyue joined the sect. She was favored by Lin Bozhou. As the current head of the sect and one of the strongest people in the Yunmiao Immortal Sect, his preferences obviously affected the sect's major decisions. Many people speculated that Lin Bozhou would most likely choose Jiang Zhaoyue as his successor instead of Luo Huaiyin.
So, during the first few years after she started joining the sect, Senior Brother Luo had expressed his admiration for her in both overt and covert ways.
Of course it’s not because of love, I just want to use this to eliminate competitors.
Jiang Zhaoyue actually didn't mind playing with him. After all, Senior Brother Luo was also a cultivator with outstanding looks and extraordinary temperament. But unfortunately, she was pretending to be gentle and considerate, and so was Luo Huaiyin.
People usually don't like people who are similar to themselves.
So when his attempts to seduce her overtly and covertly failed in those years, Luo Huaiyin quickly changed his attitude towards her. He pretended to be gentle to show his affection, while secretly squeezing out her influence.
The Immortal Sect Competition is a competition among cultivators under the age of thirty. Luo Huaiyin, as a second-generation disciple, has nothing to do with it. When he suddenly came to her, Jiang Zhaoyue had already smelled the scent of conspiracy.
Glancing at Chu Jinhe who was still fighting on the ring, she curled her lips and left the martial arts arena.
The vague gaze that he had felt before only withdrew after her figure disappeared.
On a tree-lined path not far from the martial arts arena, Jiang Zhaoyue met Luo Huaiyin.
Senior Brother Luo was dressed in white, with long hair draped over his shoulders, and he had red lips and white teeth, and an extraordinary temperament. He stood in the mottled shadows cast by the emerald green leaves. The green shadows and golden light reflected on his white clothes, making him look like a banished immortal who had fallen into the mortal world by mistake.
Jiang Zhaoyue was about ten steps away from him. He quietly admired the picture of the handsome man bathing in the light before moving closer to greet him.
"Why did Senior Brother Luo come to Qiling Xianzong today?"
She spoke gently, as if the person in front of her was really a close senior brother in the sect.
Luo Huaiyin showed no sign of strangeness, and replied with a warm smile, "Congratulations, Junior Sister, for winning first place in the promotion competition. I came here to ask for your help."
Without waiting for Jiang Zhaoyue to answer, his eyes moved and he suddenly took a step closer, with a hint of other meaning in his smile.
As if testing the waters, the topic suddenly changed: "Junior sister is injured? But she seemed unharmed in the promotion match. Did someone bully her?"
Jiang Zhaoyue's injuries had almost healed and were not serious. Without careful observation, it was actually difficult to detect that she had been injured recently, so Chu Jinhe was completely unaware of it.
But Luo Huaiyin's cultivation was much higher than Chu Jinhe and hers. It was normal to find that her breath was a little weak after deliberately observing her.
Moreover, Senior Brother Luo paid special attention to her and even knew her situation in the qualifying round.
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't panic, but still responded with a smile: "Brother, what are you talking about?"
"Junior sister, before you even stepped onto the ring today, someone actually dared to injure you privately. You are the current senior sister of our Yunmiao Immortal Sect. Isn't this a provocation to our Yunmiao Immortal Sect? Junior sister, why don't you tell me and I will definitely seek justice for you."
Luo Huaiyin ignored her words, intending to get to the bottom of the matter.
Jiang Zhaoyue has always acted prudently, but now he is hiding his injury, which may be a secret.
And he was very interested in Jiang Zhaoyue's secret.
The original matter is not so important anymore.
Jiang Zhaoyue sighed slightly, without confessing, but said with a hint of meaning: "Brother, haven't you heard a word?"
"What?"
"Don't pry into secrets that don't belong to you, otherwise..."
Jiang Zhaoyue's eyebrows curved, and even her eyes were full of smiles: "It will be dangerous."
She sounded like a kind reminder, but her tone was more like a warning. However, this secretive attitude made Luo Huaiyin even more convinced that behind this seemingly insignificant matter, Jiang Zhaoyue was hiding a huge secret.
This secret must be kept secret from everyone.
He stared at Jiang Zhaoyue for a long time, and suddenly, a smile appeared on his handsome and gentle face, just like Jiang Zhaoyue.
"Then Junior Sister, you must hide well. Oh, Junior Brother Jiang doesn't seem to know that Junior Sister is injured. Can you help me remind him? You like him, so I guess you hope to get his care."
Jiang Zhaoyue narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at him for a long time, and finally restrained her smile a little, and her tone returned to normal: "Brother, what do you want me to help you with?"
Luo Huaiyin was not angry at her attempt to change the subject, but instead continued to talk along with her.
"It's not a big deal. After the Immortal Sect Competition, I want to invite Junior Sister to explore a secret realm with me."
"You and me?"
"Of course it's not just you and me, there are several other junior brothers and sisters. If you are worried, you can also invite your close brothers and sisters."
Jiang Zhaoyue nodded: "Brother, why are you looking for me? Although my cultivation is good, it is still a little behind the second and first generation brothers and sisters."
"There's a door in that secret realm that can only be opened by cultivators under the age of thirty. Looking around the sect, who could be more suitable than Junior Sister?"
This made sense. After all, they were disciples from the same sect, so Jiang Zhaoyue had no excuse to refuse.
Seeing that she agreed, Luo Huaiyin did not dwell on the previous question. He just smiled and looked at her deeply before slowly leaving.
After he left, Jiang Zhaoyue returned to the martial arts arena to continue waiting for the competition. The vague gaze from before fell on her again.
She glanced at the platform and this time did not wait, but walked directly towards the seven thrones.
Jiang Qiying was standing next to the throne.
Seeing her coming, he greeted her calmly, his voice quite gentle.
Jiang Zhaoyue bowed to the elders and spoke to Jiang Qiying openly under Fu Lanting's cold gaze.
"Brother Jiang, do you have any important plans after the Immortal Sect Competition?"
Jiang Qiying shook her head, "Junior sister, is there something wrong?"
Under the increasingly cold gaze of a certain sect leader, Jiang Zhaoyue nodded: "Can I invite my senior brother to go to the secret realm with me?"
Without waiting for Jiang Qiying to refuse, she sighed slightly and took the initiative to talk about her difficulties.
"I shouldn't have disturbed you, brother. It's just that it was you, Brother Luo Huaiyin, who invited me to explore this secret realm. I can't refuse. But you know, Brother Luo..."
She didn't finish her words, paused briefly, and then changed the subject: "The brothers and sisters in the sect are not of the same generation as me, so I can't be as close to them as Senior Brother Luo is. After thinking about it, if I want to find a cultivator with extraordinary strength, the only one who can do it is Senior Brother Jiang."
The relationship between Luo Huaiyin and Jiang Zhaoyue is not widely known, but the geniuses of the same immortal sect have heard of it. Before Jiang Zhaoyue finished speaking, Jiang Qiying already understood her troubles.
Although her master is Master Yun Miao, Luo Huaiyin would not be so bold as to take action directly, but anything unexpected could happen in the secret realm.
If it was just an ordinary exploration of the secret realm, Jiang Qiying thought that their relationship was not that close, but since it was a matter of safety, he should not refuse it for both emotional and logical reasons.
He thought about it for a moment and nodded: "Okay."
"Are all the people of Yunmiao Immortal Sect dead?"
Before Jiang Qiying finished saying "OK", she heard a cold voice.
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