Pain
Lin Yun rarely showed aggression and was mostly peaceful. At this moment, he held his sword close to the other's throat, his brows showing a rare sharpness. However, his voice remained restrained and calm, without a trace of anxiety, "Senior, come with me to the Jingyin Sect. I will find out what I want to know."
"You want to take me back to the Jingyin Sect?" The man in black remained calm and composed, as if he were not the one being held by a sword.
"Of course." This person's origins are mysterious and his whereabouts are elusive. He had been following me before, so he is most likely involved in the matter of seeking medicine from the Jingyin Sect. I cannot let him go easily.
"Ha, thinking about official business even on vacation? Isn't that a waste of this rare holiday? You won't be home for another year. Will your grandfather survive the next winter? Besides, the Immortal Alliance has only been established for a year. Issuing orders is like child's play. Will you even have a vacation next year?"
His response was a sword blade that drew even closer, its sharp edge easily slicing through flesh, and gushing blood flowed down the sword and onto the ground.
The man in black stared at Lin Yunwang's bloodshot eyes and froze.
He reflexively said, "Sorry..."
Lin Yun knew she should pretend to say a few slanderous words, feigning indifference to the village chief, and not reveal her weakness. However, no matter how much she tried to mentally prepare herself, she couldn't bring herself to say them.
Silence fell between them.
The cultivator, with a solemn expression, kept an eye on the person opposite him while taking out a communication talisman to contact Bai Xiyan and Liu Ruyi.
She sheathed her sword, took out several talismans from her sleeve, and stuck them to the ground. Several chains burst forth from the talisman array on the ground, binding her tightly.
"So devoted to the Jingyin Sect? If they knew what they sought, the world would be plunged into bloodshed once more. You have your doubts, don't you? Once you've entered..." The chains moved with their owner's will, tightening automatically, leaving only fragmented syllables.
The man in black must have continued to follow her for a long time after the fight in the bamboo forest, otherwise he wouldn't know Lin Yunwang so well and be able to hit her sore spots at every turn.
"I know who to trust, and I'm not the kind of person who would use their closest relatives to blackmail others." Lin Yunwang naturally knew what this person wanted to say, and it happened to hit the nail on the head.
Within the Jingyin Sect, there are undeniably hypocrites with sweet words but treacherous hearts, and opportunists who change their stance with the wind. However, there are also those who are single-mindedly pursuing the Dao, devoted to swordsmanship, and concerned for the world. Despite their individual motives, they all uphold their principles when it comes to matters of right and wrong.
Hopefully, her thoughts today will not become a prophecy.
A fog is rising tonight.
Lin Yun keenly sensed something was wrong and held his sword to the man in black's neck again. "Help has arrived?"
She thought the fog was meant to blind her, never imagining it contained poison. Suddenly, she felt dizzy as the poison seeped into her veins with the fog. She collapsed to the ground with a thud, her limbs feeling like lead, yet her mind remained clear as usual.
"You're still as naive as ever. Or rather, your vision has become narrower since you joined the Jingyin Sect. Cultivation isn't just about swordsmanship."
Lin Yunwang clearly sensed the man crouching down, the rustling of his clothes close to his ear, an outer robe covering his body with his movement, and a warm breath brushing against his ear, "I will never hurt you, nor will I bring harm to your family."
She had been poisoned again, and she fell into a deep sleep. When she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn. Birds were chirping and chirping, a far cry from the deathly silence of the previous night.
Whether it was the man in black last night or the person in the teahouse, their ambiguous attitudes made Lin Yunwang extremely uncomfortable, like a louse jumping onto his body, no matter how he tried to get rid of it, it was all in vain.
Furthermore, it's also frustrating to be caught up in something yet completely unaware of it.
Lin Yun took out a communication talisman from his sleeve. The patterns on it were still shimmering with vermilion, indicating that he had entered an illusionary realm upon entering Shixi Village and had not activated the communication talisman.
After her resonance ability was sealed, her perception was even worse than that of an ordinary cultivator. Thinking of this, Lin Yun called out to the system in her mind, but as expected, there was no response. She guessed that the system must have a deep connection with the Jingyin Sect, or at least that the Jingyin Sect had something that could make it appear.
Looking at the transmission talisman, he lacked the courage to drive it a second time.
There is no evidence of what happened last night. Upon closer examination, it was nothing more than a pipe dream. The only piece of evidence is probably this outer robe. Moreover, she doesn't know how to bring it up right now.
What exactly is Tao Yao? Why is there no record of her in the ancient texts? Why did the man in black make her leave the Jingyin Sect?
There are still too many mysteries to be solved.
Thinking back to the familiar attitude of the man in black last night, she couldn't help but facepalm. She was getting more and more confused, but she still tried her best to keep the initiative in her own hands.
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