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The mountains were connected, and the deep valleys were surrounded by quiet ponds.
The peaks were clustered in front and behind, with varying heights. They stood tall and straight like a cauldron, supporting the blue sky.
There was a huge main peak, beautiful and jade-green, piled high with clouds.
On three sides of the mountain peak, there were cliffs with tigers crouching and dragons coiling. On all four sides, there were the cries of apes and cranes, and there was the murmuring of flowing water. Inside the stream, there was the sound of a jade pendant, and outside the stream, there was a waterfall.
An elegant palace building was built against the mountain, revealing its outline amidst the lush greenery.
In the quiet courtyard, a pale-faced young man in luxurious clothes stood respectfully. His aura was weak. It was Xiang Qiran, who had his Dantian's spirit watchtower destroyed by Du Shaofu twenty days ago in Tianchuan City.
At this moment, only Ji Ruohong was present in the courtyard. The other large men and old men all had gloomy expressions on their faces. Chilliness was fluctuating in their eyes.
"Chi chi …"
In the courtyard, a young man condensed a hand seal, and several finger seals landed on Xiang Qiran's body. Then, for some reason, he frowned.
This young man looked to be about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old. His smooth and fair face revealed a clear and angular outline. His body was covered in a dark purple satin, and his figure was extremely graceful. Under his long and curly eyelashes, a pair of eyes that were as clear as morning dew carried a faint charm.
The charm in the man's eyes was not only capable of bewitching all women, it could even cause the hearts of men to waver.
"This external force is too tyrannical. It destroyed the Divine Watchtower and can no longer be restored."
When the young man withdrew his hand, Chao Lu's eyes narrowed and she muttered to herself, "The aura of the Golden-Winged Roc …"
If Du Shaofu was here, he would definitely recognize that the charming young man was the expert who had hunted him and Dongli Qingqing in Tianhuang Mainland back then.
"Headmaster, the Ji Clan crippled my grandson and killed the Headmaster of our Hehuan School. They must pay the price. Otherwise, how can our Hehuan School establish itself in Shang Zhou in the future?"
An old man with white hair at his temples had a cold look in his eyes. The crippled Xiang Qiran was his great-grandson, the most talented descendant of the Xiang family in the past three hundred years.
Over the years, the Xiang Family had invested all their resources on Xiang Qiran. Xiang Qiran had lived up to their expectations. He had already made a name for himself among the younger generation and was ranked in the top three among his peers in Hehuan School.
But they didn't expect that Xiang Qiran would be crippled in the Ji family this time. How could the Xiang family tolerate this?
"I already know the ins and outs of this matter. The head of the Ji Family, Ji Tao, has already self-destructed. The Ji Family has also written a letter to explain everything. If our Hehuan School still wants to touch the Ji Family, I'm afraid that those who have pledged their allegiance to our Hehuan School will feel uneasy and panic."
The charming young man's voice was clear. His gaze swept across the people in the hall. His hair was tied up in a high bun, and his long hair flowed down his back like flowing water. He frowned slightly and looked at Ji Ruohong beside him. He asked, "What is the cultivation level and appearance of that Fu Dabai? Is he related to your Ji Family?"
"Headmaster, that Fu Dabai has nothing to do with the Ji Family. It was that little b * tch … my fifth sister who brought him back. I don't know his cultivation level, but he killed my master in one move. He looks to be about twenty-two or twenty-three years old. He has long black hair and a domineering aura. His eyes are suffused with a golden light, making people not dare to look directly at him!"
Ji Ruohong's body trembled as she faced the charming young man. She told him everything she knew.
"Twenty-two or twenty-three years old. He has long black hair and a domineering aura …"
Hearing this, the charming young man's gaze darkened. Under his long sleeves, his hands slightly clenched into fists.
"Headmaster, even if this matter has nothing to do with the Ji Family, we can't let that Fu Dabai go!"
The old man from the Xiang Family said coldly. His most valued grandson had been crippled. Naturally, he wouldn't let him go.
The charming young man nodded and said to the old man from the Xiang Family, "Of course we can't let him go. If Elder Xiang is interested, then please go there personally. It would be best if you can capture him alive and bring him back to the sect."
"Yes, Headmaster."
The old man from the Xiang Family nodded. He signaled with his eyes and immediately left with a few people from the Xiang Family.
"Ji Ruohong, that Fu Dabai you mentioned was brought back to the Ji Family by your fifth sister?"
Seeing the people from the Xiang Family leave, the charming young man asked Ji Ruohong.
"According to what I know, that Fu Dabai was indeed brought back by my fifth sister."
Ji Ruohong nodded. She didn't dare to look directly at the charming young man. She lowered her head and hesitated. She slightly gritted her teeth and a cold light flashed in her eyes. She said, "Headmaster, my fifth sister has Emperor Spiritual Roots and is extremely talented. She is not even twenty years old. If she can enter our Hehuan School and be nurtured by the Hehuan School, I'm afraid that in less than five years, she will shock her peers in Shang Zhou."
"Emperor Spiritual Roots. She is indeed very talented."
The charming young man looked at Ji Ruohong and smiled. "Then let's do it this way. Follow Elder Xiang back to the Ji Family to make arrangements. After that, I will send people to the Ji Family to bring your fifth sister back to the Hehuan School and nurture her properly."
The charming young man's smile had a kind of beauty that didn't differentiate between gender. It was soul-stirring.
However, looking at the charming young man's smile, Ji Ruohong felt a chill for no reason. She couldn't help but shiver.
"This disciple will take her leave first."
Feeling a chill in her heart for no reason, Ji Ruohong immediately took her leave. As she turned around, a cold smile appeared on her face. As long as she brought Ji Zhiyan back to the Hehuan School, her maternal grandmother, the Fei Family, and the Xiang Family would not let her off. No matter how talented she was, she might not even be able to survive in the end.
"Ji Zhiyan, do you think that this matter is already set in stone? The Ji Family will not be yours. When the time comes, there will naturally be people who will deal with you!"
Outside the courtyard, Ji Ruohong's eyes were filled with coldness. She then flew into the air and left.
"That little girl is scheming. She wants to use someone else to do her dirty work."
After Ji Ruohong left, a beautiful figure quietly appeared in the main hall.
It was a beautiful woman in her thirties. She was dressed in white and her face was lightly powdered. Her eyebrows and the corners of her eyes were full of lust. Her watery eyes looked as if they were about to drip water. She had a faint smile that was enough to move the hearts of all men.
"This little girl is too scheming. I'm afraid that her cultivation will not be too high in the future."
The charming young man gently retracted his gaze and looked at the beautiful woman. "Senior Sister, may I trouble you to make a trip? The Ji Family has a Emperor Spiritual Root. It is worth nurturing. If other forces find out and take her away, it will be a loss to the Hehuan School."
"Sect Master, didn't Junior Brother already send Elder Xiang? Are you afraid that the old man won't be able to bring back a little girl?"
The beautiful woman looked at the charming young man. Her watery eyes intentionally or unintentionally emitted a lustful light.
The charming young man was unmoved. He smiled faintly and said, "This time, the Xiang Family wanted to obtain the remaining Imperial Qi from the Ji Family and poach the Ji Family from the Fei Family to strengthen their influence in the Munchū. However, they went for wool and came home shorn. If I'm not wrong, I'm afraid that even if Elder Xiang personally went to the Ji Family, it would be difficult to bring back Fu Dabai. Senior Sister, I'll have to trouble you to make a trip. It would be best if you could reach the Ji Family before the Xiang Family and not alert too many people. Bring that girl with the Emperor Spiritual Root back to the Munchū.
"Sect Master, could it be that you know the person who attacked the Ji Family? Is he a friend or foe?" The beautiful woman's thick eyebrows were somewhat puzzled.
"I can't be sure yet …"
The charming young man slightly raised his eyes and murmured, "Friend or foe, he can't be a friend …"
…
The Ji Family. It had been a month since the Ji Family Competition. The disturbance caused by the competition had gradually subsided under the Ji Family's secret suppression.
In the back mountain of the Ji Family, Du Shaofu sat cross-legged in front of the ancient stone tablet with his eyes closed. His resolute face and thick eyebrows were like swords. He had maintained the same posture for an entire month.
In front of the ancient stone tablet, Du Shaofu was like an old monk in meditation. There was no sound around him, as if he had passed away in meditation.
However, if one were to observe carefully, they would discover that Du Shaofu was completely immersed in a certain state. It was as if the surrounding space had merged with his body. There was an inexplicable aura slowly fluctuating from his body.
"The back mountain of our Ji Family is a wasteland where not even a blade of grass grows. There is only a stone tablet that has existed for who knows how many years. Could it be that the stone tablet is a treasure?"
Outside the back mountain, looking at the faintly discernible restriction seal from afar, Ji Sihai's aged face revealed some astonishment.
"I'm afraid it's Zhiyan's friend. He must have discovered something. That's why he has been in seclusion for so long."
Beside Ji Sihai, there was an old man. His eyes flickered with fluctuations. He was dressed in plain clothes and had short black hair. He looked to be in his seventies, but he looked extremely young.
"If that stone tablet is really a treasure, then our Ji Family has missed out on it."
Ji Sihai's heart ached. If that ancient stone tablet was really a treasure, then it was equivalent to missing out on it. He couldn't help but feel some reluctance in his heart.
"That ancient stone tablet has existed in the back mountain for who knows how long. Even the ancestors of our Ji Family have never discovered anything from it. If Zhiyan's friend really discovered something from the stone tablet, then it is also an opportunity. It means that the treasure is not fated with us."
Hearing this, the old man's eyes flickered. "Based on Zhiyan's friend's age and strength, he must have an extraordinary background. If he really obtained something from our Ji Family, then he will definitely owe us a favor. At that time, it will also be beneficial to our Ji Family."
"His strength is indeed powerful. I wonder where he comes from?"
Thinking back to the Ji Family Grand Competition where that young man killed the Hehuan School's Elder Min in a single move, Ji Sihai still felt some lingering fear and couldn't help but be shocked.
"Eh …"
Suddenly, the old man raised his head and looked at the sky in front of the Ji Family. His brows furrowed and his expression turned serious. "There are many experts coming. They seem to be from the Hehuan School."
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