"Big brother … We can't afford to offend the Flying Star House!" Ji Fengxing said with a bitter expression.
Yu Shangrong hovered outside the gazebo. He turned around and smiled faintly. "Why not?"
"There are two Nine-leaf cultivators in the Flying Star House, and the house master is mysterious. He rarely shows himself. Even though Ye Zhen is injured after killing the luan, no one dares to touch him! "Ji Fengxing said.
Wuwu flew over from a nearby rock and landed on top of the pavilion. She said, "Big Brother, you can't go!"
"You think so too?"
"Someone from the Flying Star House is here to investigate Lu Song's death. Once they find out, you won't be able to escape … Big brother, I'll bring you down the mountain. "Wuwu hovered in the air and hovered next to Yu Shangrong.
Yu Shangrong said calmly, "The Flying Star House is nothing to be afraid of. If my master were here, even Ye Zhen would have to retreat."
Ji Fengxing was shocked when he heard this.
He recalled Yu Shangrong's words. Swords were divided into four levels: the commoner's sword, the dukedom's sword, the son of heaven's sword, and the swordless realm where all creation was a sword.
If even Big Brother could only submit to the Marquis Sword, then … how powerful must the master behind him be?
'It's no wonder Big Brother is so calm and collected in the face of trouble. He doesn't even care about the Flying Star House. It seems like he has a powerful backer.'
"Alright! I'll go with you, big brother! "Ji Fengxing patted his chest and flew into the air.
Wuwu was speechless.
The three of them flew up the Thousand Willow Mountain.
He flew halfway up the mountain to where the sect was entrenched and slowly descended.
The two disciples were already waiting for him.
"This way please."
Under the guidance of the Thousand Willow Monastery disciples, they passed through several courtyards and arrived at the steward's hall.
Upon entering the main hall.
Ji Fengxing strode forward, fell to one knee, and said, "Greetings, Elder Tian. I'm Ji Fengxing."
Tian Buji was one of the managing elders of the Thousand Willow Monastery. Many affairs went through him, and his status was not low.
Wuwu did not kneel. Instead, she cupped her fists in greeting. Yu Shangrong was the only one who crossed his arms and stood straight as he looked at Tian Buji.
On Tian Buji's left was a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe. Behind him were two Taoist children. One of them carried a horsetail whisk while the other carried a long sword. The scabbard of the sword was engraved with the Taiji Eight Trigrams.
Tian Buji waved his hand and said,
"This is the Flying Star House's Daoist Master Xuan Ming. What are you waiting for?"
"Greetings, Daoist Master Xuan Ming," Ji Fengxing and Wuwu said at the same time.
Yu Shangrong remained silent.
He shifted his gaze from Tian Buji to Xuan Ming from the Flying Star House.
With a slight sense, he could tell that this was a Primordial Spirit expert.
Tian Buji looked at Yu Shangrong. He was puzzled when he saw Yu Shangrong neither kneeling nor bowing.
Although the Thousand Willow Monastery was no longer glorious, Tian Buji had a pair of eyes that allowed him to see through people. His bearing was not something that was developed overnight. Therefore, he did not insist on the unnecessary formalities. Instead, he turned to Priest Xuan Ming and said, "Wuwu is already here. Priest Xuan Ming, ask her what she thinks. If she's willing to leave with you, I won't stop her."
Daoist Master Xuan Ming glanced at Yu Shangrong. He was not bothered by Yu Shangrong's attitude as well.
"Miss Wuwu, Elder Lu Song has made his intentions clear. The Flying Star House is recruiting talents. If you're willing to join the Flying Star House, I'll recommend you to the house master and accept you as his successor.
Before he could finish his sentence, Wuwu interrupted him.
"I'm not going, I'm not going … I've told you so many times, you guys are so annoying."
Daoist Master Xuan Ming could not help but frown.
Tian Buji laughed heartily and said, "I'm sorry … Wuwu has made her stand clear. Please leave, Daoist Priest Xuan Ming."
Daoist Master Xuan Ming shook his head and said, "Let's put Miss Wuwu's matter aside for now … There's a second reason why I'm here. I hope Elder Tian can give me an explanation."
"What is it?"
"Elder Lu Song's life stone has been extinguished. Three of his disciples were also killed. Unfortunately, their corpses were found near the Thousand Willow Mountain. "Daoist Master Xuan Ming's tone became unfriendly.
Ji Fengxing's eyes widened. He lowered his head anxiously.
How could this be found?
"The disciples of the Flying Star House have runes inscribed on their bodies. Unless they're completely crushed, they'll be found even if they're buried at the ends of the earth."
Tian Buji frowned.
"Daoist Master Xuan Ming suspects the Thousand Willow Monastery is behind this?"
Xuan Ming said,
"The corpse is the evidence. With Elder Lu Song's cultivation, how could you not notice such a huge commotion? "
"I am deeply sorry for Elder Lu's death. However, this matter had nothing to do with the Thousand Willow Monastery. I hope you can investigate this properly, "Tian Buji said as he suppressed his anger.
"Tian Buji … I even suspect that you're the murderer …" Xuan Ming raised his voice.
Although the Thousand Willow Monastery was not what it used to be, Tian Buji was not one to be slandered. He immediately retorted, "You're slandering us!"
"The Flying Star House has always followed the rules! Three of them died at the hands of your Thousand Willow Monastery. How do you explain that? "Daoist Master Xuan Ming began to make things difficult for him.
Both of them stood up at the same time and glared at each other.
At this moment, Yu Shangrong, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
"Can the two of you listen to me?"
Tian Buji and Xuan Ming looked at Yu Shangrong in unison.
Xuan Ming asked, "Who are you?"
Yu Shangrong said calmly, "It doesn't matter who I am. The three Flying Star House disciples are indeed unrelated to the Thousand Willow Monastery. "
"How did you know?"
"I saw it with my own eyes," Yu Shangrong replied.
"You think so? Who's the murderer? Where is he now? "Xuan Ming asked.
"It's as you said … If I say so, then so be it."
"…"
This attitude, this tone, this aura … It was superior to Xuan Ming's.
"Since you know who the murderer is, please come with me." Xuan Ming took a step forward.
"I'm sorry."
Yu Shangrong's tone was even calmer now, but it was still polite and humble. "I'm not obliged to."
"You're not allowed to refuse!"
Xuan Ming turned around and drew his sword. The sword buzzed as it left its Taiji scabbard.
However, before he could straighten his body, Yu Shangrong drew his sword as well. His speed was several times faster than before. From his left shoulder to his right, he swung his sword with all his might.
Bam!
The two swords collided.
Yu Shangrong did not move. He sheathed his sword.
Xuan Ming did not expect Yu Shangrong to suddenly make a move. He was caught off guard and staggered backward. When he regained his footing … Crack!
The front half of his sword broke and fell to the ground.
Yu Shangrong crossed his arms as though he had not made a move at all. He looked at Xuan Ming indifferently.
"If this had happened in the past, this sword would've taken your life. In consideration of your hard-earned cultivation base, I hope you'll behave yourself."
"You."
Xuan Ming glared at Yu Shangrong. His sword-wielding arm was numb.
He knew he had encountered an elite today. He guessed Yu Shangrong must have been hired by the Thousand Willow Monastery to help him.
A gentleman's revenge was a dish best served cold. There was no need for the Flying Star House to be in such a hurry.
With this thought in mind, Xuan Ming suppressed his anger. He turned around and said, "Elder Tian, the Thousand Willow Monastery is truly impressive. Let's go. "
One of the disciples picked up the broken sword.
Xuan Ming waved his sleeve and left.
"I won't be seeing you out." Tian Buji cupped his fists.
After the disciple left, Tian Buji slammed his palm on the table. "This is too much!"
Ji Fengxing looked worried. "What should we do now? Big brother … The Flying Star House won't let this matter rest! "
Tian Buji studied Yu Shangrong closely. At the end of the day, the grudge between the Flying Star House and the Thousand Willow Monastery had nothing to do with this elite. Even if Lu Song was not dead, things would have come to this.
He was about to express his gratitude when Yu Shangrong spoke first.
"There's no need to worry."
"Big brother? How can I not be worried? "Ji Fengxing was speechless.
"He won't be able to go back."
Yu Shangrong glanced at Tian Buji indifferently. In just a second, he appeared outside the steward's hall. Then, he vanished again.
Tian Buji felt chills run down his spine. His eyes widened. "Ji Fengxing, go stop your big brother!"
"…"
…
Meanwhile.
The Flying Star House's Daoist Master Xuan Ming flew with his two disciples.
When they flew past a mountain, Xuan Ming could not take it anymore.
"This is preposterous! Today, Tian Buji humiliated me. I'll make him kneel and repent in the future! "Xuan Ming's anger had yet to subside.
"Daoist Master, Tian Buji is being disrespectful. It's clear he doesn't respect the Flying Star House … It's too easy for him to kneel."
"That swordsman is not to be underestimated … I'll back off today and seek revenge in the future." When Xuan Ming recalled the sword, he felt a lingering fear in his heart.
"That sword is at least a heaven-grade weapon. There are exquisite red runes carved on it. Indeed, he's an elite."
As soon as Xuan Ming finished speaking …
A figure appeared in front of them and blocked their path.
There was a saber on the left side of his waist and a scabbard on the right. With his hands on his back, he looked at Daoist Master Xuan Ming and said, "Have you seen that elite swordsman?"
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