Taoist Hu Qin was surprised at first, but then he shook his head.
He didn't believe it.
He had seen many arrogant young people. The Third Young Master Shen's swordsmanship was indeed better than his. In time, it might not be difficult for him to step into the obelisk and become one of the top people.
But … the Moon Decapitation Fairy Realm?
He could only smile bitterly.
This was an impossible legend.
"The Third Young Master Shen must be joking."
His voice was dry. Obviously, the other party did not want to admit what happened in the Marrow Cleansing Cave, but there was nothing he could do.
If he couldn't beat him, then he had no confidence. What else could he say?
Moreover, the incident in the Marrow Cleansing Cave was caused by Han Shanshen, and it might be related to Changwu Ye. The Ancient Martial Arts Strain was also responsible, so Taoist Hu Qin could only bear with it for now.
But he couldn't just let the matter of the White Bone Dragon Sword go.
"Okay, I won't pursue the matter of the Marrow Cleansing Cave."
"However, my disciple's White Bone Dragon Sword was used to kill the murderer. Why did you seal it?"
Taoist Hu Qin felt justified in this matter.
Feng Huo Coffin was a stubborn disciple, but he shouldered the hope of fighting against the Ferocious Beasts. He was the next generation of masters that Taoist Hu Qin nurtured. The White Bone Dragon Sword sealed in the coffin was a trump card against the Ferocious Beasts. Now that it was sealed by the Third Young Master Shen, no one knew what would happen when it was used in the future.
Shen Zhenyi was a little surprised. He looked up and smiled, "Shouldn't you ask your disciple about the White Bone Dragon Sword?"
When Feng Huo Coffin heard his master mention the White Bone Dragon Sword, he knew that something was wrong. He shrank back and wanted to leave, but Taoist Hu Qin grabbed him and said in a low voice, "What happened? Tell me the truth! "
Feng Huo Coffin didn't say much before, so Taoist Hu Qin thought that Shen Zhenyi must have forced him too much.
But now … it seemed that was not the case.
Feng Huo Coffin frowned and said, "Master, the three changes in the coffin couldn't deal with him. How could I bear with his arrogance? I used the White Bone Dragon Sword to attack him. I thought that since he was only one person, it wouldn't have much effect after killing him and putting him back into the coffin. "
"Bastard!"
Daoist Hu Qin's eyes widened in anger. "How important is the White Bone Dragon Sword? You actually unsealed it to vent your anger?"
It was one thing for this disciple to mess around normally, but he dared to make a move on something as important as the White Bone Dragon Sword?
The Wind Fire Coffin knew that there was no way to explain this matter, so it could only pout and remain silent.
Daoist Huqin slightly calmed down. At this time, he was somewhat regretful. He should not have been instigated by his disciple to find trouble with Shen Zhenyi. If Shen Zhenyi's cultivation was weaker than his, it would have been fine if he had been subdued by his sword.
Now that they had lost to the other party, there was not much reason for them to do so. This was somewhat awkward.
However, he was still an expert of an era after all, so he couldn't admit defeat at this time. He only coughed and pleaded, "I have wronged the Third Young Master Shen. Since that's the case, then we will take our leave …"
There was no point in staying here any longer.
Shen Zhenyi glanced at him and nodded indifferently.
Daoist Huqin was one of the few experts, but to him, he was just an insignificant figure.
Whether or not they made a move did not affect him at all.
The higher his cultivation was, the more detached he was from the secular world.
Just like the eighth level True God in the obelisk, unless the Ferocious Beasts attacked the city, they would not appear outside the obelisk at all.
Shen Zhenyi was no longer interested in these mundane matters. If the Moon Decapitation could ascend to Immortality, the dilemma between the humans and the Ferocious Beasts would naturally be solved.
Daoist Huqin and the Wind Fire Coffin returned empty-handed. As for how Daoist Huqin would settle the score with his disciple, that was none of Shen Zhenyi's business.
His gaze had long passed the backs of Daoist Huqin and the Wind Fire Coffin and landed on Ah Hui, who had been standing in the dark all this time, as if he was deep in thought.
Ah Hui stood still.
Cynanchum Chinense and the others did not know Daoist Huqin, but she did.
Such a great expert had always been an existence that she had to look up to. She did not expect that in front of the Third Young Master Shen, he would not have the slightest resistance at all.
— — She suddenly understood why her father asked her to go back.
Staying by Shen Zhenyi's side, of course, she had improved greatly, but the shadow was getting bigger and bigger.
If this continued, she would never dare to attack Shen Zhenyi.
Shen Zhenyi looked at her and suddenly asked, "Are you leaving?"
Ah Hui was stunned and subconsciously asked, "How did you know?"
— — The Third Young Master Shen knew everything.
But he could even tell that she was leaving?
"It's just that time is up."
Shen Zhenyi looked at her indifferently and said, "Since you want to go back, then go first. But it will be dangerous later, so be careful."
Ah Hui was silent for a long time. She bowed silently and turned to leave.
Cynanchum Chinense was stunned and quickly asked, "Where are you going?"
Although Ah Hui was an assassin and had always said that she wanted to kill Shen Zhenyi, in fact, she had not done anything harmful. During this period of cultivation, they had actually developed some feelings for each other.
Cynanchum Chinense had always been tough on the mouth but soft on the heart, so she was the first to show concern.
Ah Hui paused and did not turn back. She only said coldly, "Back to where I came from."
Cynanchum Chinense scratched her head and asked again, "I still don't know where you came from …"
Ah Hui's identity and origin were a mystery. Shen Zhenyi had always been indifferent and did not ask, and the few of them were too lazy to investigate. Now that Ah Hui was about to leave, they remembered that they did not know why this assassin came and where she came from.
"Where I came from."
Ah Hui's heart hardened. She stepped into the fog and did not look back.
Since she was going back, she naturally had to cut off these ties.
Ruthless.
This was the lonely path of an assassin.
Cynanchum Chinense was disappointed. "She really left."
Princess Long was puzzled. She went forward and asked Shen Zhenyi, "Master, why did she leave?"
Ah Hui had been with them for a long time. Now that she suddenly left, it was a little strange.
Shen Zhenyi shook his head and said, "First, it's time. It's almost time for them to make a move. Second, she and the people behind her know that they can't succeed in assassinating me, let alone get what they want. Since that's the case, it's better to leave."
Ah Hui's fate was tied to the threads of darkness and bloodshed behind her.
This was an unavoidable fate.
If she could overcome her fear and hesitation and stay by Shen Zhenyi's side, there might be a chance of survival.
But now, she still chose her own path.
Shen Zhenyi did not force her to stay.
In the distance, in the vast darkness, Ah Hui knelt on the ground with one knee. Her head was lowered. Her long hair hung down and covered her face.
"You did not complete the mission."
A faint voice came from somewhere.
Ah Hui's body tensed up.
"Yes."
She answered with a sigh.
Swish —
The whip flew out like a venomous snake and hit her back.
Her clothes were torn and flew out like butterflies. Blood and flesh splattered. This whip was merciless.
Ah Hui gritted her teeth and did not make a sound. Her face was full of stubbornness.
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