Participate in the Immortal Sect Grand Competition
Wen Zheng fell silent, pondering whether she had been too relaxed these past few days, causing her to completely forget about this matter.
"Uh, you came to see me because..."
Wen Zheng changed the subject and asked a question. Although she had many questions, she was more interested in knowing the purpose of Feng Gui's visit.
"That's a question for you to answer." Feng Gui pulled over a low stool and sat down, the sword at her waist falling to the ground with a crisp sound.
Wen Zheng looked in the direction of the sound and caught sight of four or five different swords at her waist, which made her eyes twitch.
This is far too much precaution.
Looking back, Wen Zheng answered Feng Gui's question, "What do you mean?"
Feng Gui frowned and stared at her for a long time before reaching out and lightly tapping her forehead before withdrawing her hand.
"He's still mentally sound, and his temperament is pretty much the same as before, so they probably haven't replaced him."
After she finished speaking, she looked Wen Zheng up and down and asked, "You really have amnesia?"
Wen Zheng nodded.
Feng Gui still looked unconvinced and revealed the purpose of her visit: "Before you were killed by Shan Fengyu, you came to me and said you had something very important to tell me."
After saying that, he continued, "That time you even told me that Shan Fengyu had problems and that I should stay away from him."
When she heard Zheng say that, she thought that Zheng had really read too many miscellaneous books and become confused. She even doubted her own master and said such rebellious things.
Later, when Wen Zheng died, she sorted through Wen Zheng's belongings in her grief and discovered some suspicious things. Through gradual investigation, she found that Shan Fengyu was the one with the problem.
Wen Zheng sat opposite Feng Gui with her eyes lowered, having no recollection of what Feng Gui had said. Putting herself in Feng Gui's shoes, she realized that if she had discovered a big secret and told the other person, she couldn't possibly keep the secret to herself.
The only possibility is that this secret is dangerous and could cause trouble for the other party, so she only said that Shan Fengyu had a problem and hid everything else.
After lowering her eyes and figuring things out, Wen Zheng asked, "What's behind Guanghua Hall? I remember there's an abandoned well there."
If it's not dangerous, I'll go get the things back tonight.
"Is there a dry well behind Guanghua Hall?" After saying this, Feng Gui frowned and thought for a while before answering, "There are two places with dry wells. Could you provide details about the area around the dry wells?"
"I can't remember."
Wen Zheng sighed. She remembered everything clearly when she first dreamed about it, but as time passed, the events in the dream became more and more blurry, and she could no longer remember them clearly.
Feng Gui frowned and gave the locations of two places: one was the backyard of the Longevity Shrine where the ancestors of Qian Sheng Palace were buried, and the other was a mass grave left over from the clearing of the ancient battlefield a thousand years ago.
Judging from the appearance of the two places alone, it is difficult to determine which one is the dry well that Wen Zheng is looking for.
Wen Zheng put herself in his shoes and thought about it for a while, but she still couldn't figure out where she would hide the thing, and she sighed deeply.
"Are these two places open to outsiders?" Wen Zheng wanted to try going to the site to see for herself.
Feng Gui shook her head, squinted and thought for a while: "I'll launch another sneak attack tonight, and you can slip in while things are in chaos?"
Practice makes perfect; the more you do it, the less afraid you become.
Wen Zheng thought about the result for a moment, then shook her head after a moment of silence.
Feng Gui: "Afraid?"
Wen Zheng explained, "I always felt that things weren't that simple. After finding what I put there, what's the point? Is it just a matter of taking it back?"
This doesn't seem to fit her personality. She likes to have backup plans, so it's impossible for her to just take the things and call it a day.
Could the place where she keeps her things be one of her backup plans?
The two places were too sensitive. Wen Zheng only mentioned them briefly, but Feng Gui immediately replied, "I'll go back and investigate the situation in those two places."
After finishing her business, Feng Gui didn't linger and left with the swords and knives at her waist.
Wen Zheng leaned against the door and watched her go, many things flashing through her mind, but she couldn't connect them together.
As she closed the door, the wooden bracelet on her wrist slid down from her arm to her wrist, catching her eye.
Why don't you ask Master Qingling?
Before Wen Zheng could make a move, there was a knock on the door. She turned around and opened the door. Mu Qing came over with the Sword Peak Elder, followed by several senior brothers and sisters.
"Something terrible has happened?" Wen Zheng asked anxiously.
So many people were there, all with cold faces.
Just as Mu Qing was about to speak, she noticed the low stool leaning to one side and asked, "Did someone just come by?"
Wen Zheng replied, "Elder Feng Gui from Baiku Peak has been here."
Mu Qing didn't ask any further questions and explained her purpose: "The Immortal Sect Competition has been moved up."
Confused, Wen Zheng glanced at everyone and asked, "What's the problem?"
She knew about the Immortal Sect Grand Competition; it was simply a competition where numerous immortal sects selected their most outstanding disciples to compete and showcase the strength of each sect.
Even if the competition is moved up, it won't have a big impact, so why do you all have such long faces?
"This is a request made by the Thousand Saints Palace, and..." Elder Jianfeng looked at Wen Zheng halfway through his sentence, "Palace Master Shan also said that you were once his eldest disciple."
"ah??!"
Wen Zheng's face was filled with doubt and disbelief, not understanding what Shan Fengyu's intention was in putting on this show.
Isn't she afraid that people with ulterior motives will try to find out about her past by revealing her identity so openly?
Wen Zheng was skeptical of the news, so she turned to confirm with Mu Qing, and only gave up when Mu Qing nodded.
Elder Jianfeng, seeing the two exchanging glances, snorted and interrupted their conversation: "It's not a big deal that the Immortal Sect Competition is being moved up, but the key issue is that once the fact that you were once Shan Fengyu's top disciple gets out, people will definitely connect the two things."
The situation was unfavorable for Wen Zheng, which is why they came with grim faces.
Mu Qing and Elder Jianfeng had similar concerns. He even thought about this matter more after realizing that the secret Wen Zheng had been hiding from him might be related to this incident.
Before coming to find Wen Zheng, he made a special trip to inquire about her in the Thousand Saints Palace. There was a lot of bad news about her. Most people said that she never cultivated seriously and only liked to read miscellaneous books and follow crooked paths. Later, she made a big mistake and was executed by the palace master.
The fact that someone who should have died came back alive inevitably leads others to speculate.
The worries remained unspoken as Mu Qing looked at Wen Zheng and asked, "What are you planning to do? If all else fails, I'll take you back to the Immortal Chasing Sect tonight."
They've left; we can't exactly chase them all the way to the Immortal Pursuit Sect.
Elder Jianfeng shared the same thought as Mu Qing: "Since you have joined the Immortal Pursuit Sect, you are now a member of the Immortal Pursuit Sect. No matter how big the matter is, the sect will support you."
Wen Zheng was deeply moved by the sincere concern shown by the two people and the caring looks from her senior brothers and sisters, but now was not the time to run away.
Wen Zheng said seriously, "So many things have happened at Qian Sheng Palace, it doesn't necessarily have to involve me."
Elder Jianfeng narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
"Didn't their young master get seriously injured a couple of days ago? They said he was worried that my appearance would take away his position, so he pretended to be injured to find an excuse to kill me."
As Shan Fengyu's father, he could be said to have indulged Shan Wuxiu's rude behavior. It is not impossible that such a person would release such information to avenge his son.
Elder Jianfeng thought for a moment, then got up and left with his disciples: "Alright, it's getting late. I still have to visit a few old friends. I won't stay any longer."
As soon as he left, the door closed again, leaving Wen Zheng and Mu Qing looking at each other in bewilderment.
"What are you planning to do?" Mu Qing couldn't help but ask.
Wen Zheng tidied up the messy stools and asked without looking up, "What? How do you do it?"
"The people from Thousand Saints Palace said you were executed for committing a grave error, but I don't believe it," Mu Qing said firmly. "You were very cautious when we first met; it's impossible for you to have made a serious mistake. So you've been wronged, right?"
"Um?"
Wen Zheng's soft question was interpreted as confirmation by Mu Qing. He took out his sword and removed the gemstone embedded in it.
The sword, gleaming with a cold light, seemed to have lost its color, becoming as cold as ice; just standing next to it made one shiver with cold.
"What... what is this?" Wen Zheng tightened her clothes, and feeling that she was still cold, she took out a cloak and put it on.
Mu Qing quickly sheathed her sword and placed the gemstone in Wen Zheng's hand: "This stone can conceal a person's cultivation level. In fact, I am not at the Nascent Soul stage."
His true cultivation level is much higher, a fact known to almost no one.
Wen Zheng held the stone in her palm, showing no surprise on her face.
She had a vague feeling that something was wrong back when she was with the Ghost Clan. It was not normal that Mu Qing could fight the Ghost King, who had sacrificed his clansmen, to a standstill.
However, Mu Qing's current display of her true cultivation level suggests she's not thinking of starting a fight.
Mu Qing affirmed her idea: "As long as you speak up, I will immediately go and prove that you are innocent."
Wen Zheng has returned with a bad reputation, and the people of Qian Sheng Palace will not treat her well. It would be better for him to make an example of her and give Wen Zheng justice.
Thinking of all this, Mu Qingqing's cold eyes deepened, and he wanted to get up and move, but Wen Zheng quickly grabbed him: "Calm down."
I don't know if it's because I've been spending too much time with her that my rationality has declined.
"Whether you go or not doesn't matter much, but if Dan Fengyu doesn't come out to clarify things, no one will believe you."
Wen Zheng took this matter in stride; a bad reputation might actually make it easier for her to operate within the Thousand Saints Palace.
“But your reputation…” Mu Qing was still worried.
Wen Zheng interrupted him: "The important thing now is the Immortal Sect Competition. Put everything else aside for now."
When the Immortal Sect Competition was mentioned, Mu Qing asked, "Are you going to participate? I heard that Shan Wuxiu will also be participating."
The relationship between Shan Wuxiu and Wen Zheng can be described as sworn enemies; if they participate, they are very likely to be targeted and grouped together.
Dan Wuxiu's cultivation level is currently unknown, but Wen Zheng only has the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage and has few defensive items on her, so the possibility of something happening to her is very high.
"Of course I'll participate, I'll definitely participate." Wen Zheng still remembered that she hadn't avenged Jian Gu. She couldn't touch Shan Fengyu, but Shan Wuxiu was different. The two were father and son, and she might be able to find some clues from Shan Wuxiu.
Mu Qing's words of protest stuck in her throat, her deep eyes fixed on Wen Zheng for a long time.
Feeling uncomfortable under that gaze, Wen Zheng brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and asked, "What else do you want to say?"
"...Take me with you when you go out these next couple of days." Mu Qing said and then left.
Dan Wuxiu dislikes Wen Zheng and might secretly sabotage her.
Wen Zheng gave a soft "hmm" and turned her back to her, refusing to look at her.
The wooden bracelet on her wrist throbbed violently, as if it desperately wanted to jump out and speak.
Wen Zheng slowly walked back to her room, set up a soundproof barrier, and then revealed her wooden bracelet. Qingling Daoist appeared extremely quickly, like a fish leaping out.
"Senior, is there something you need from me?"
The wooden bracelet jumped violently while she was talking to Mu Qing; she didn't know what sentence had caused such a strong reaction.
"There is indeed something wrong." Qingling Daoist looked very angry. His gentle and refined demeanor from the previous times had turned into an extremely irritable one, and his movements were so violent that he almost flicked his sleeve at Wen Zheng's face.
She took a step back to avoid Qingling Daoist's sleeve, reminding him, "This is the Thousand Saints Palace, and there's a good chance that Shan Fengyu has spies here."
She couldn't guarantee it, but it was very likely.
Qingling Daoist shook his head dismissively: "Impossible. He's too arrogant to do such a thing."
Seeing that she seemed to know Shan Fengyu very well, Wen Zheng's eyes flickered, and she asked in a low voice, "Senior knows Shan Fengyu very well."
Qingling Daoist's angry expression instantly turned calm, and he sat silently in front of Wen Zheng: "What do you want to ask?"
"Can I get my memories back?"
This is Wen Zheng's biggest concern right now.
After she asked the question, Qingling Daoist frowned and pondered for a long time. Just when Wen Zheng's patience was about to run out, he looked up and asked, "Are you afraid of death?"
Wen Zheng: "?"
Qingling Daoist: "Your memories are not here with me. You didn't trust me back then, so you put your memories together with what you wanted to hide."
So where is it?
"I don't know, but you said that getting the item would mean your death."
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