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Halfway through the banquet, Wen Zheng lifted her veil to get some fresh air, revealing a shocking red rash on her face.
While exchanging pleasantries with others, Mu Qing would occasionally glance at Wen Zheng out of the corner of her eye. Noticing that Wen Zheng's face was flushed, she asked anxiously, "What happened to your face?"
He carefully reached out and lifted the veil, revealing a face covered in red rashes, much like the one he had at the Gate of Immortality.
Mentioning the Changsheng Sect, Mu Qing thought of the rash pills Wen Zheng had taken before. She rubbed her fingertips on the rash and received a questioning look from Wen Zheng.
"What are you... doing?" Wen Zheng lowered her veil and gave him a strange look.
"I thought you weren't feeling well." Mu Qing's fingertips, hanging by her side, seemed to still retain Wen Zheng's body heat, and she rubbed them uncomfortably.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Wen Zheng took out the pill and told him the reason for the rash. "I suddenly had a feeling that something big would happen tonight before I left, so I used the pill."
She couldn't very well say that she was going out to do something bad tonight.
The lame excuse made Mu Qing realize that something was wrong, but since Wen Zheng didn't want to talk about it, he didn't ask. Anyway, he would find out sooner or later if he kept a close eye on things.
After thinking for a moment, Mu Qing took out a self-defense magic weapon and gave it to her: "This is a self-defense magic weapon that I seized from the Demon Realm. You should be able to use it."
"..." Wen Zheng accepted the gift and thanked her.
Both sides sensed that the other knew their intentions, but neither said it aloud.
After they finished speaking, the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere became tense. Wen Zheng coughed lightly, got up and left: "I'm going to find Mingxin."
Mu Qing nodded and watched her leave.
Wen Zheng sat down next to Ming Xin, glanced at Elder Ye who was pretending to be drunk sitting to her left, and asked in a low voice, "Elder, can my pills be processed faster?"
Elder Ye rubbed his throbbing forehead, his lips twitching slightly: "You could probably get someone else to talk to you faster."
Wen Zheng paused for a moment, then changed the subject: "I don't see many elders from Thousand Saints Palace tonight. Could it be that the other elders have something to do?"
The arrogance of the number one sect was on full display at tonight's banquet. Only about seven or eight elders attended, and judging from their appearance, they were probably not important figures in the Thousand Saints Palace.
Tonight, the sects hosting the welcoming banquet are not only Qingchen Sect and Yaoxian Valley, but also other sects, totaling quite a few. It shouldn't be just a few elders receiving them.
Elder Ye picked up his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp: "They are from a major sect, focused on cultivation, they have no time to meddle in trivial matters."
"oh."
The word was veiled and roundabout, and didn't sound like a compliment.
Elder Ye tapped the table with his finger and warned, "It's best to behave yourself on someone else's turf."
Wen Zheng pursed her lips, not caring much, and continued to inquire about information: "Among the many elders of Qian Sheng Palace, are there any special elders?"
She still remembered what Qingling Daoist had said about the inside man.
Elder Ye tapped his wine glass and gave Wen Zheng a meaningful look: "There are many special ones, but only one is truly worth mentioning."
"who?"
"Feng Gui of Baiku Peak, Elder Feng."
Wen Zheng murmured the name to herself, a sense of curiosity rising within her: "What's so special about her?"
Elder Ye glanced around and then lowered his voice, saying, "According to rumors, she recently ambushed Shan Fengyu."
This single sentence made Wen Zheng's impression of Feng Gui improve slightly.
However, remembering the dangerous figure in her dream, Wen Zheng asked worriedly, "Is she still alive?"
Elder Ye nodded. Wen Zheng wanted to ask more questions, but the latter had already closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
The message to send her away was clear, and Wen Zheng knew she couldn't ask too many questions. After thanking him, she got up to leave.
Outside the door, an arrogant figure appeared before everyone.
The newcomer had an arrogant demeanor, and his robes and magical artifacts were piled up in countless layers, making it a dizzying sight. The aesthetically unappealing arrangement of these items only added to the repulsiveness.
For some reason, Wen Zheng felt an intense aversion to this person the moment she saw him. After forcibly suppressing the nausea in her throat, she looked at the person again.
The elders of Qian Sheng Palace who were attending the banquet immediately stood up and bowed respectfully upon seeing the newcomers.
"Greetings, Young Palace Master."
Dan Wuxiu arrogantly raised his chin, nodded lightly, and sat down in the main seat, bypassing the crowd.
Logically speaking, even if Shan Fengyu didn't come, the main seat should still be left empty, and it would be illegitimate for Shan Wuxiu to sit there.
The elders who came to the banquet were of low status and dared not say much. When the people from other sects heard that others called him the young palace master, their desire to meddle diminished by seven-tenths, and they let him sit there and show off his power.
"What's going on? Serving dishes like this at a banquet makes people think we're feeding pigs. Bring it back."
"And what are these decorations? Have someone come in and redo them."
"And this floor, it's not cleaned at all. Why don't you send someone to clean it up right away?"
"..."
After hearing this string of words, the expressions on everyone's faces were not good, especially the elders of the Thousand Saints Palace, whose faces were as dark as the night outside.
One of the elders couldn't help but speak up: "Young Palace Master, all of these things were arranged by your people."
The implication was that he shouldn't move around.
Dan Wuxiu chuckled and swept the table clean, smashing the bowls and plates to pieces and scattering food scraps all over the floor, making it look disgusting.
"Old man, you dare to question my orders?"
Dan Wuxiu was practically pointing his finger at the elder and calling him an old bastard.
The elder who spoke was unconvinced and wanted to argue, but was pulled back by the other elders who apologized and ordered someone to come in and do as Shan Wuxiu said.
Wen Zheng never left. When Shan Wuxiu lost his temper, she quietly hid behind Elder Ye and Ming Xin. With the people in front of her blocking her way, and with the veil on her face, she was not conspicuous in the crowd.
As she stared blankly at Shan Wuxiu's irrational behavior, she overheard Mingxin whispering to Elder Ye, complaining about the young palace master's rudeness and brainlessness.
Several well-known sects in the cultivation world are present tonight, and this person comes in and starts acting arrogantly, offending everyone. He's clearly a brainless person.
Elder Ye silenced her with a hand seal as she muttered her complaints, "Silence. Tonight, you will copy the Medicine Scripture ten times."
Mingxin stared wide-eyed and tugged at Elder Ye's sleeve, wanting to argue but only able to make "ah ah ah" sounds.
Wen Zheng shook her head as she watched from behind. If Elder Ye didn't punish her for speaking ill of others in front of them, she would inevitably cause a stir if she got caught.
Wen Zheng patted Mingxin on the shoulder and shook her head slightly. Mingxin mumbled a few words and then sighed dejectedly, leaning against the table.
Because of Shan Wuxiu's outrageous orders, the originally joyous banquet venue suddenly descended into chaos.
Some people cleared away half-eaten food from the table, some came in to sprinkle water and sweep, raising a cloud of dust, and some moved tables, chairs, and benches back and forth across the banquet venue.
The group was enjoying their meal when Shan Wuxiu's disruption left them standing there, bewildered.
Everyone here is a top member of the sect, and they can all see that Shan Wuxiu is deliberately teasing them. Those with short tempers cursed under their breath.
Dan Wuxiu could see clearly what was happening to those who were cursing him from his seat, but what he was most concerned about now was Wen Zheng, whom Elder Gu had mentioned.
When Elder Gu mentioned seeing someone who resembled Wen Zheng, he also seemed to have mentioned Medicine Immortal Valley. If it really is Wen Zheng, then Medicine Immortal Valley doesn't need to be kept.
His gloomy gaze swept over everyone present, silencing those who had been cursing him. He then pointed to an elder and asked, "How are the seating arrangements for tonight? Tell me."
The elder who was pointed out felt deeply humiliated, but had no choice but to put on a smile and introduce everyone to him. After pointing out the location of Medicine Immortal Valley, Shan Wuxiu waved him away and got up to walk in front of the people from Medicine Immortal Valley.
As he got closer, he could see things more clearly, and he spotted Wen Zheng wearing a veil at a glance.
Although her face was covered, those eyes were unforgettable once seen.
"You, remove your veil."
Dan Wuxiu pointed at Wen Zheng, his tone unfriendly, yet his words also contained a hint of excitement.
Once it is confirmed that she is Wen Zheng, kill her immediately without leaving any survivors.
All eyes fell on Wen Zheng. As the first person Shan Wuxiu had found, Wen Zheng covered her face with her veil and stammered, "I suddenly broke out in a rash before I went out today, so I can't see anyone."
She kept her head down, looking timid and shy.
The words of refusal did not dispel Shan Wuxiu's thoughts; on the contrary, they made him even more excited. He was ninety percent certain and almost walked up to Wen Zheng to tear off the veil from her face.
Large patches of rash were exposed to the public, and the swollen, red face made many people turn away in disgust.
Dan Wuxiu was equally disgusted. He threw away the veil in his hand and wiped his hands on his clothes in disgust.
"You, you look like a ghost, and you still dare to come out to a banquet!"
His tone was angry; he seemed quite furious.
Wen Zheng covered her face with her hands, a smile appearing on her lips, but she still maintained her timid and shy persona.
"Everyone's here tonight, and I don't want to spoil the fun."
The sound wasn't loud, but it ruined everyone's appetite for the dinner.
First came Shan Wuxiu's unreasonable behavior, and now this visually striking red rash. Even the most well-mannered person would feel tired and get up to leave.
In an instant, the banquet venue was mostly empty. People from several major sects had already left, but Elder Ye, concerned about Wen Zheng, chose to stay.
Mu Qing appeared at the right moment to interrupt Shan Wuxiu's cursing: "I don't know what my junior sister has done wrong that the young palace master wants to humiliate her like this."
When Mu Qing has a cold expression, he still has a certain intimidating power. In addition, he is Qingling Daoist's disciple, and Shan Wuxiu almost fell into Qingling Daoist's hands back then, so he has a sense of fear towards him.
"Your junior sister? Why is she sitting in the Medicine Immortal Valley's seats?" Shan Wuxiu still wouldn't give up.
Elder Ye explained, "She came here asking for medicine because of the itchy rash on her face."
The excuse was reasonable, and Shan Wuxiu couldn't find a point to refute it. He was also worried that he might let Wen Zheng off the hook because of a momentary mistake, so he was conflicted.
Wen Zheng lowered her head and touched the rash on her face, also pondering what to do next.
Dan Wuxiu's sudden provocation proved her inseparable connection with Qian Sheng Palace, but she couldn't reveal it at this moment.
The best course of action now is to get rid of him.
Wen Zheng touched the concealment artifact in her storage bag, as well as the demonic self-defense artifact that Mu Qing had given her, and a fierce glint flashed in her eyes.
Let's go all out and do it!
"Young Palace Master, do you have any other questions?" Elder Ye interrupted everyone's thoughts. "I need to take her back to prepare the medicine. If you have any doubts, Young Palace Master, you might as well come along."
After saying that, she added, "However, the process of preparing the medicine is complicated, and the rash may not subside until tomorrow morning."
Upon hearing that he would have to wait all night, the impatient Shan Wuxiu shook his head in disgust: "Just take her and get out of here, she's disgusting."
Wen Zheng let out two soft sobs at just the right moment, occasionally glancing up at Shan Wuxiu.
Elder Ye grabbed her and led her away.
After the group left the banquet area, Elder Ye released Wen Zheng's hand: "Do whatever you want to do. Tonight I will prove that you have been treating the rash on your face here."
"Thank you for your help, Elder Ye." Wen Zheng bowed deeply, then, thinking about the important matter she was about to undertake, she prepared herself in advance: "Something big is bound to happen tonight, and I might not be able to come back in time."
Elder Ye: "It's alright, I'll leave the door open for you."
After saying that, she left with the letter.
Mu Qing waited until Elder Ye and the others had walked a distance before approaching them and asking, "What are you planning to do tonight? Is there any danger?"
Wen Zheng assessed the task at hand: "Nine times out of ten, one chance at death."
Nine out of ten are certain to die, and it's uncertain whether the remaining ten will survive.
"I'll help you." Mu Qing blurted out without hesitation.
Wen Zheng stood there stunned, looking up at him. Through his dark eyes, she could almost see the dark emotions hidden beneath them.
Wen Zheng awkwardly looked away. "Forget it, if you really go, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your title of Immortal Venerable Mu."
Suddenly, Mu Qing remembered Elder Ye's words on the spirit ship, and at this moment he gave his answer:
"Just keep you safe, nothing else matters."
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