The night was dark. All the blood was soaked in the darkness, and all the moans were drowned out by the torrential rain.
The moment Pei Yuan's face was marked with a cross, a man stood on the eaves in the distance, his robes fluttering in the wind, undampened by the rain.
Behind him, a man in black stood three steps away, his head lowered.
"Go to Pei Yuan's place and do something," Yuan Zhaoxu instructed the man. "The Pei Family is in Yan Jing and has a feud with the Yun Family. They are also political enemies. You know what to do, don't you?"
The man in black bowed his head silently and disappeared in a flash.
Yuan Zhaoxu smiled and looked down again. His voice lingered in the pouring rain, his tone unhurried. "What a clean cross, this woman …"
*****
Hiding in a hidden corner, Meng Fuyao patted Lord Ingot's shoulder and smiled as she cleaned up the bloodstains on her body. "Thanks!"
Lord Ingot gave way in disdain, his black eyes full of disdain as if to say, "Your claws are dirty, don't dirty my snow-white fur."
"Smelly meatball!" Meng Fuyao cursed under her breath and strode out.
What she didn't know was that after she left, a bolt of lightning split the dark haze like a deity's battle axe, piercing through the Five Continents from the Nine Heavens.
Amidst the lightning, the unconscious Pei Yuan's room suddenly lit up. Amid the eerie white, there was a flash of cold lightning, followed by a splash of blood.
*****
It was a stormy night that was destined to be turbulent.
Lin Xuanyuan had just fallen asleep when he was hurriedly woken up. When he rushed over and saw Pei Yuan's condition, his expression was indescribably ugly.
In the blink of an eye, the wounds on the unconscious Pei Yuan's face had already rotted to the bone. Fresh blood and white bones interweaved to form a mournful face. The peerless beauty of the past was destined to never be seen again.
Lin Xuanyuan stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do. The other disciples didn't know Pei Yuan's background, but he did. He couldn't afford to provoke her. Now that this had happened, how was he going to explain it to the power behind her?
He had already interrogated all her servants, but they all insisted that they only saw a black shadow scuttling out of their master's room and knew nothing else.
This sudden heavy rain had covered up too many traces.
The wrinkles on Lin Xuanyuan's face had deepened overnight. He slowly looked up at the sky and sighed in his heart.
"Could it be that the heavens want me to die?"
Lin Xuanyuan's gaze swept across the dark interior of the guest room. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. "This happened as soon as the Wuji Nation's Grand Tutor arrived. Could it be …"
In the blink of an eye, he denied his own suspicions. The Grand Tutor rarely went out, and he had always been on good terms with the Mystic Essence Sword Sect. He had no motive to kill Pei Yuan. Furthermore, the doctor who had examined Pei Yuan's injury had already recognized that half of Pei Yuan's right little finger had been chopped off. The wound was slanted and curved upwards. It was the same wound that the Yun family's archenemy, the Yun family's "Startling Wind Sword Technique" would cause. It seemed that the Yun family had sent someone up the mountain to hurt Pei Yuan.
It was just that Pei Yuan had concealed her identity when she was studying at the Mystic Essence Sword Sect … Lin Xuanyuan frowned. The Yun Clan was truly vicious. He had to make things clear with the Pei Clan.
"Everyone, don't sleep tonight. All of you, go out and find her. I've already activated all the mechanisms and formations at the mountain passes. The rain is so heavy, the culprit can't possibly reach the foot of the mountain. You all must block the culprit at the mountain!"
The disciples loudly acknowledged the order. Lin Xuanyuan looked at the rain in front of him, which had yet to stop, and said darkly, "Remember, this matter concerns the survival of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect. The culprit must be captured. If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse!"
"Yes!"
*****
A black figure pierced through the curtain of rain like an arrow that had left the bow. Because his speed was too fast, he left behind faint afterimages wherever he passed.
The figure went straight to the back of the mountain. The Mystic Essence Sword Sect was built on the mountain, and the back of the mountain manor was the place with the weakest defenses.
The back of the mountain was as calm as usual. The figure did not stop and quickly climbed up a side peak. She had explored the entire mountain before and knew that there was a valley behind this peak. After passing through a cave in the valley, she would be able to leave the range of the Mystic Essence Mountain from the other side.
Her footsteps were extremely fast. As she ran, her fingers pressed on the scabbard at her waist faintly emitted a faint jade-green sword qi.
The jade-green sword light was the unique color of the fourth level of the Cleaving Nine Heavens technique. It could break through all Yin energy and soft internal energy.
With the help of Yuan Zhaoxu's internal energy, not only did he help Meng Fuyao recover her original level, but he also helped her break through the bottleneck of the third level and enter the fourth level.
This allowed her to double the speed of her attack just now. That was why she could still draw a beautiful cross on Pei Yuan's face even though she was already on guard.
Unfortunately, Pei Yuan was like a mad tiger that wanted to fight her to the death. Meng Fuyao did not want to die together with her, so she could only leave. Even if she knew that it might cause trouble in the future, she could not care less.
In front of her was a faint black mountain peak. The trees and weeds on the mountain had been washed away by the rain, and there seemed to be no traces of people passing by.
Meng Fuyao exhaled softly and revealed a relieved smile.
She took a step forward.
"Clang."
Suddenly, she felt a strange sensation under her feet, as if she had kicked a small stone.
But Meng Fuyao did not think that it was really a stone. She immediately retreated.
The grass and leaves that were lying low suddenly rose up like snakes. Upon a closer look, it was actually a giant net that had covered the vegetation, uprooting it along with the soil. The sky was filled with rustling sounds. The pale green light that was hidden behind the weeds and branches burst out of the net, covering the sky and covering the earth as it attacked Meng Fuyao.
"Oh no, there's actually a checkpoint here!" Meng Fuyao secretly cursed the sly old fox for his quick actions. She was even more surprised that she had not realized that this was not a checkpoint before.
The giant net covered an area of at least ten feet. The internal energy that Meng Fuyao had borrowed had already begun to dissipate. With her current physical strength, even a Da Luo Jin Xian would not be able to escape in an instant. Looking at the black net descending like a haze, the barbs on the net flickering with a dark green light, Meng Fuyao closed her eyes in despair.
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