Chapter 275 Sounds Unfamiliar
The surrounding light gradually seeped in, diluting the stench of blood. When Mu Jianjian emerged from the other world, shouts came from all directions.
"Pointy!"
"elder sister!"
Amidst the three cries of "Jianjian," another boyish voice calling "Sister" stood out. Mu Jianjian put the "Four" engraved token she had just taken from Ouyang Wenjin's robe into her system space and then turned her head to look in a daze.
The first woman rushed over and hugged her tightly. Her body trembled slightly, and there were still wet tears in her eyes. She looked like an abandoned little animal, so pitiful.
"Waaaaah... Jianjian, I thought I'd never see you again..." Wan Xing burst into tears as all the dangers were over, unable to hold back her sobs. Large tears rolled down her cheeks, mingling with the blood-stained robes. "Waaaah... I was too weak to protect you..."
Mu Jianjian's smile was gentle and soft. She rested her chin on Wan Xing's shoulder and slowly hugged her. Her gaze went up and she saw Sang Wanyue, who looked unwell.
"Yueyue!" The voice that greeted her was clear and melodious, without the tears of joy that often follow a long-awaited reunion. It was calm and restrained, containing all her emotions.
“And… Yu Yu,” Mu Jianjian turned her head and looked at the boy wearing a veil. Although his face was covered by a veil, she seemed to be able to see his eyes through it. “Say hello to Hua Hua.”
Finally, she passed the two of them and nodded to Ye Wuluo, who was at the back of the group. "Long time no see, Ye Wuluo."
I wonder how far the romance between the male and female leads has progressed...
Before Mu Jianjian could figure things out, an external force separated her from Wan Xing. "Uh... eh?"
She stared blankly as Sang Wanyue entered their space, and then Linghu Zhuoyu covered her again.
“Jianjian, I was there at the time, but I couldn’t protect you…”
From Mu Jianjian's perspective, Sang Wanyue was more beautiful and more aloof than when they parted. Perhaps it was because she had learned the Xuan Shuang Technique, but she blended in with the cool and aloof feeling of the blue and white brocade robe, making her face appear even more stunning.
The beauty mark under her eye did not make her look pitiful; the "fragile" feeling described in the original book has been broken by her now.
Waaah, the female lead apologized in a mature, older sister-like voice...
As someone who was voice-activated, Mu Jianjian was instantly immersed in Sang Wanyue's soft narration. She chuckled to herself, "Yueyue, it's okay. I'm still here, and I'm not badly injured."
At this moment, she forgot all the suffering she had endured in the Red Chamber and Sand Cave of Duyunfang, and all she could see were the beautiful women in front of her.
"elder sister!"
Linghu Zhuoyu raised his hand and lifted his veil, revealing his fair face and gray eyes. His long gray-black hair was divided into many strands and bound by silver iron rings, hanging down in front of his chest, which corresponded to his cold and jade-like temperament. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, his aura instantly diminished, and his pitiful eyes looked like those of a puppy that had not seen its master for a long time.
"Sister, you haven't seen me for so long, why don't you want to talk to me?" His eyes were lowered, his long eyelashes swaying like fans. "Is sister blaming me for not finding you and saving you back then?"
"Ah," Mu Jianjian's attention was diverted again. Upon hearing this, she immediately waved her hand in denial, "Nothing of the sort, Yu Yu, don't be sad!"
Linghu Zhuoyu lowered her eyes and met the gaze of the girl with a warm and sunny smile. "I'm glad that you're not blaming me, sister. I searched for you for a long time after you disappeared... but I found nothing. It wasn't until I heard that there was a magical artifact here that could be used for divination and to communicate with the heavens that I came here."
He paused and then continued, "Sister... I was so afraid I would never see you again. Fortunately... fortunately we were able to meet again. Sister, you must have suffered a lot, right?"
The boy's voice was deliberately drawn out, making his words sound tender and affectionate, unlike Sang Wanyue's restraint. He laid bare his inner thoughts, completely revealing them to the girl.
"I..." Mu Jianjian turned her head and looked at the two people around her. So that's why they came?
"It's a long story. After being tricked by Jin Hongze, I escaped from the battlefield. To avoid being captured and tortured, I ran away and was taken to the Red Chamber in Duyunfang..." As she spoke, she realized a blind spot, "Wait, didn't Ye Xuanzhi tell you this?"
She deliberately didn't mention that she had lost her cultivation.
But the senior brother could explain it by saying that he was in a hurry to go to the upper realm and the news hadn't reached them before they met. But what about Ye Xuanzhi?
“…Ye Xuanzhi?” A completely new name was implanted into Linghu Zhuoyu’s mind, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, but he still maintained an innocent appearance. “I have never heard of this name.”
Mu Jianjian shifted her gaze to Sang Wanyue and Ye Wuluo, and only when they both turned their heads away in denial did she realize something—
I haven't seen Ye Xuanzhi in a long time; I've lost contact with him!
Setting aside her doubts for the moment, she gestured to show their heights. "Yu Yu has grown so much taller. The last time we met, she was still looking up at me."
Seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, Linghu Zhuoyu naturally didn't press the matter. When she heard the girl mention her height, she said weakly, "Sister... even before, I was about the same height as you."
“Jianjian, during the time you were missing,” Ye Wulu put away his folding fan and snapped it shut in his hand, “Master Mu and I were very worried about you.”
Having not seen each other for a long time, the three of them couldn't wait to get close to the girl and fix their eyes on her, while also noticing the changes in Mu Jianjian.
If the initial Mu Jianjian was delicate and pretentious, and after recovering from her illness she became kind and courageous, now that we meet again, many different things have been added to her.
Her eyes and brows remained gentle, yet exceptionally resolute; her overall demeanor was more like that of a seasoned warrior who had weathered countless storms and overcome numerous perilous obstacles.
Wan Xing, seeing the man in red walk forward: ...
What's going on? She and Jianjian were just sticking together a moment ago, how did so many people suddenly appear?
And what were they saying to Jianjian?
Who is this veiled man trying to fool with his constant act of vulnerability and grievance? He's the one who strangled Xiong Guangze to death! Was Jianjian fooled?!
The one in red, too, has a smiling face but seems ready to ambush you at any moment. He could easily kill those inexplicable creatures in the cave with just a few wave of his fan.
And then there's the woman in the blue dress. Her eyes used to be terrifyingly cold, but now they seem full of gentleness and...doting? Has she gone blind?
"Jianjian?" Wan Xing weakly raised his hand next to the four people. Seeing that no one heard him, he strained his neck and shouted again, "Jianjian!"
"Hey!" Mu Jianjian turned her head during the conversation.
Wan Xing: ...
How perfunctory!
“That Ouyang Wenjin just now,” she pointed to the man’s corpse on the ground that had been ignored for a long time, “what happened to him? When you suddenly came out and attacked him, it gave me a big fright.”
“Yes, yes, this is the important thing,” Mu Jianjian coughed, shifting the protagonist group’s attention away from herself and pointing to Ouyang Wenjin, whose face was obscured by the Fire Fox Dagger’s head. “He is from the Upper Realm. You should have been able to tell from his behavior and secret techniques before.”
“He came into this body through the alien body technique of the upper realm, with the purpose of luring many cultivators into it to serve as sacrifices for their activities,” she paused and continued, “The ‘Panmen’ he mentioned is the place for the sacrifice, and the places he passed through earlier were also his otherworld.”
“Yes,” Sang Wanyue nodded. “When we received the news earlier, we also heard that there was a secret treasure left in ‘Panmen’, but the news came suddenly, and we had some suspicions and were on guard.”
After she finished speaking, she turned her gaze to Wan Xing from a blind spot where Mu Jianjian couldn't see her.
Wan Xing was startled by the woman's cold gaze. She couldn't help but take a few steps back and subconsciously touched her arm.
And...and as terrifying as the young master's eyes...
Was it because I had just started a conversation that diverted Jianjian's attention...?
Thinking of this, Wan Xing felt inexplicably confident. She straightened her chest, walked to Mu Jianjian's side, and took her hand.
This caused Mu Jianjian, who was talking about her guess, to pause. She turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wan Xing smiled shyly, "I didn't expect you two to know each other."
Recalling the scene when these people first stood together, Mu Jianjian asked curiously, "How did you all meet?"
“He! He saved me,” Wan Xing pointed at Linghu Zhuoyu. She looked at the boy whose body was beginning to stiffen and felt a sense of vengeful triumph. “When we were fighting Xiong Guangze, you rushed to the front and used a secret technique to teleport away. Then he appeared and saved me.”
You are so familiar and close to Jianjian, but in fact, Jianjian came with her and fought alongside her!
Moreover... we were just a little bit away from meeting Jianjian, and Jianjian wouldn't have had to be alone for so long!
“Sister, no, when I saw it…” Linghu Zhuoyu tried to speak urgently, but her words caught in her throat, “At that time, Sang Wanyue sensed the aura of the Xuan Shuang Technique and thought it was an outer disciple…”
Sang Wanyue clenched her hands in her sleeves, which clearly showed that she didn't care about Jianjian's situation.
She wanted to immediately stop Linghu Zhuoyu's words with her eyes, but the other party was not intimidated by her eyes like Wan Xing was. With pitiful eyes and aggrieved words, she easily absolved herself of all responsibility.
Wan Xing felt like vomiting at the sight of the veiled boy feigning pitifulness.
She simply couldn't reconcile the person in front of her with the cruel and indifferent attitude he had shown before.
"Thank you for saving Xing'er," Mu Jianjian was about to pat the boy's head when she realized he was much taller than her, so the gesture was no longer appropriate. "By the way, Xiong Guangze didn't die just now, where is he now?"
She fixed her gaze on the pale-faced woman in pink in the corner.
“I put them all into the twelve fans,” Ye Wuluo said in a low voice, casually opening the folding fan in his hand and releasing the group of people inside. “Just now in the other world, I was afraid he would use these people to absorb their life force and true energy.”
So many people were put in?
Mu Jianjian was astonished by the extent of the male lead's perversion.
To capture people with the Twelve-Sided Fan, not only is it necessary to have excellent control over one's inner energy, but the requirements for mental strength are also extremely demanding, especially considering there are so many people involved...
When Xiong Guang was released, his head hit the ground. The other cultivators fared no better. They were already gripped by fear due to the series of incidents, and their first thought upon regaining their sight was to escape.
Unexpectedly, the surrounding roads had already been blocked off by several people, so they looked around carefully.
The bloodstains everywhere showed the brutality of the battle that had just taken place. A man's corpse with only half a head was on the ground, and there were obvious burn marks on his clothes. However, it was still clear that the cultivator who attacked him was ruthless and killed him with a single blow.
Xiong Guang was shocked, fearing that he would be the next corpse. Although his father had left him some life-saving measures, he had used them halfway through. Now he had no trump cards and no confidence in front of these people.
He half-lay on the ground, his eyes scanning the surroundings. He spotted Xiao Fen hiding in the corner with her face covered by her sleeve, and Wan Xing standing there with a cold expression.
"Little Pink! Xing'er!" Xiong Guangze called out to both of them at once. "Actually, we all know each other, right... there's no need to be so serious..."
He saw the boy wearing a veil, and upon seeing his heterochromatic eyes, he trembled even more and quickly looked away and lowered his head.
“Who do you know?” Wan Xing sneered. “Weren’t you beating me and Jianjian so fiercely before, wearing the bracelet? Go ahead and hit us now. I’m giving you a chance. Do you still dare to make a move?”
"The bracelet..." Xiong Guangze's eyes widened, then he pointed to the woman in pink beside him, "She gave me the bracelet, otherwise I wouldn't have attacked you! It's an injustice, Xing'er, our friendship..."
"Huh?" Mu Jianjian tilted her head, stepped out from behind Sang Wanyue, and strode up to him. "How could she, a mere Qi Condensation cultivator, force you? Are you being controlled by her secret technique?"
Xiong Guang stared at the girl in front of him, afraid that the word "bitch" would slip out. "This girl has really misunderstood. She gave me the bracelet because she was jealous of my relationship with Xing'er. I really didn't mean to target you."
"Miss?" Mu Jianjian picked at her ear, then held up the old bracelet she had "plundered" from the other woman and waved it around. "Why does this sound so unfamiliar... Didn't you call me 'bitch' before?"
Xiong Guangze: ...
He could clearly feel that after the man finished speaking, the gaze directed at him had become filled with intense killing intent.
"No, please don't misunderstand, fellow cultivators." Little Pink walked up to the four of them. Her expression was pitiful and miserable, but she surprisingly knelt down on both knees with great determination, slamming her forehead against the ground. When she got up, there were already red marks on her forehead.
The woman's voice was pitiful, "He forced me to give him my grandmother's bracelet. Although I wanted to stop him, I was powerless to do so. I am grateful to you gentlemen for saving my life. If you gentlemen kill me here because of the bracelet, I will not have any complaints."
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