There were many people in this group. Some were young, some were old, some were tall, some were skinny, some were male, some were female, some were monks, some were Taoist priests, some were scholars, and some were farmers. In total, there were dozens of them.
However, other than those who wore the same sect's uniform, there were also some who were tied up in a rope net and carried up using a sliding pole. Looking at their appearance, they seemed to be injured and poisoned.
Ye Xuan had seen one or two of them in the Apricot Flower Shop before. Who else could they be but the Murong family's generals, Feng Fenge and Bao Butong?
However, Ye Xuan's gaze only swept across these people. Then, his gaze fell on the old man who had just arrived with a faintly discernible Lightness Skill.
This old man wore a purple robe and had a ruddy complexion. He also had a long white beard and a loose robe with large sleeves. He looked like an immortal.
However, Ye Xuan also knew that one could not judge a book by its cover. Although this old man looked like an immortal, in reality, he was extremely vicious and regarded human lives as worthless. He was Ding Chunqiu, the Old Freak Ding who had betrayed the Xiaoyao Sect and established his own Xingxiu Sect.
"Young Master, it seems like there are more people coming. Who are they? Why are they so strange?" The four maids stood closely beside Ye Xuan. Looking at the people who had just appeared, especially those who were either carrying knives or swords, they could tell that they were not good people at first glance. Qiu Yue asked cautiously, "What are you doing here?"
"These are all people of the Jianghu. It's fine. Just watch!" Ye Xuan said with a smile.
"Oh!" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the four servant girls did not dare to say anything. They obediently closed their eyes and stood behind Ye Xuan.
At this moment, the people who were originally tied up in the rope net suddenly struggled to break free from the net. Then, they came to Su Xinghe and knelt down. "Elder, you are more healthy than ever. The eight of us are extremely happy."
Another person said, "Master Xuan Nan of Shaolin Temple is here to see you!"
Su Xinghe glanced at the eight people kneeling in front of him and sighed. He then stood up and bowed deeply to the crowd. "Master Xuan Nan has arrived. I, Su Xinghe, have failed to welcome you from afar. My apologies, my apologies!"
"Well said, well said!" One of the old monks said.
"Alright, let's do it!" At this moment, Duan Yu, who had been sitting beside the stone table, suddenly shouted. His face was filled with excitement as he picked up a piece and placed it on the plate.
When Su Xinghe saw this, a look of joy also appeared on his face. He nodded as if he was praising him, and then he also picked up a black piece and placed it down.
Duan Yu seemed to have figured out his previous strategy. He quickly picked up a white piece and started playing again. In an instant, the two of them had played more than ten games.
But as the game went on, Duan Yu found that the pieces on the chessboard gradually lost their way. After a few more moves, he gave up and admitted defeat. "Old Mister's moves are exquisite and profound. I can't decipher them."
"Young Master's thoughts are precise. These dozen moves have already reached an extremely high level, but you haven't been able to think further. What a pity, what a pity! Sigh, what a pity, what a pity! " Although Su Xinghe had won, he looked as if he had lost. His expression was a little sad, and he said "what a pity" four times. It was as if he felt that it was a pity that Duan Yu had lost.
Duan Yu was speechless. He only bowed to Su Xinghe, and then picked up the ten white pieces that he had just played and placed them in the wooden box.
Su Xinghe did the same. He picked up the black pieces that he had just played, and the chessboard returned to its original position.
After cleaning up the chessboard, Su Xinghe said to the eight people who were still kneeling on the ground, "All of you, stand up. Bailing, this Zhenlong is extremely important. Come over here and take a good look. If you can solve it, it will be a wonderful thing!"
"Yes, Master!" One of the middle-aged men was overjoyed. He quickly stood up and began to look at the chessboard with rapt attention.
This person's name was Fan Bailing, and he was one of Su Xinghe's disciples. He was known as the Chess Fanatic, and he had studied the art of chess for decades. He could be considered a chess expert.
However, the more he looked at the chessboard, the uglier Fan Bailing's expression became. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ah, Young Master …" The four maids beside Ye Xuan couldn't help but cry out when they saw Fan Bailing suddenly spit out blood. The four of them had never seen such a strange scene before, and they were slightly startled. Xia Die was so frightened that she tugged at Ye Xuan's sleeves tightly. Her eyes were watery, as if she was about to cry.
Seeing the four maids' reactions, Ye Xuan shook his head slightly. He felt that the four maids were still too young and lacked experience. If they were to make a fuss over such a small matter, how would they be able to stay by his side in the future?
Since fate had brought them together, Ye Xuan naturally wouldn't let them be mediocre.
Su Xinghe glanced at the four startled maids, then looked at Fan Bailing and said coldly, "This game of chess is extremely difficult. Your talent is limited, and although your chess skills aren't weak, it's likely that you won't be able to solve it. Furthermore, there's Ding Chunqiu, that evil thief, casting evil arts on the side. It's extremely dangerous. Do you want to continue or not?"
"Life and death are decreed by fate. I … I … I'm determined to do my best!" Fan Bailing said with a pale face.
"Then take your time to think about it!" Su Xinghe said somewhat heartlessly.
Fan Bailing focused on the chessboard again. Not long after, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Why did you come to throw away your life in vain? This old thief's trap was originally used to torture and kill people. I'd like to see who's not afraid of death and dares to step into these muddy waters! " At this moment, Ding Chunqiu, who was dressed in a loose robe, suddenly laughed coldly. His voice was filled with killing intent, causing those who heard it to tremble uncontrollably.
"Ding Chunqiu, you've committed many unjust acts. You should know why I've spoken again after pretending to be deaf and mute for so many years, right?" Su Xinghe's expression was as cold as ice when he heard Ding Chunqiu's words.
How could Ding Chunqiu not understand Su Xinghe's meaning? He laughed coldly without fear. "Wonderful! You broke your oath and sought death yourself. Don't blame me for it! "
Su Xinghe didn't say anything else. Instead, he looked at Ye Xuan and pointed to the opposite side. "Young Master Ye, please sit!"
"Please!" Ye Xuan naturally didn't care about Ding Chunqiu. He smiled indifferently and directly walked to the stone beside the stone platform and sat down.
"Who are you? Didn't your elders teach you not to meddle in the affairs of the martial world?" Seeing that Ye Xuan didn't understand what he had said before, Ding Chunqiu sized him up and spoke in a sinister manner.
However, Ye Xuan acted as if he didn't hear it and continued to sit on the stone.
"Hey, kid, are you deaf? Didn't you hear what the old immortal said?" Seeing that Ye Xuan actually ignored Ding Chunqiu's words, a Xingxiu Sect disciple immediately thought that the opportunity to make a contribution had come. He couldn't help but stand up and shout angrily at Ye Xuan.
Whoosh! ~ ~ ~
Suddenly, a shrill cry rang out in the void. After a flash of white light, the Xingxiu Sect disciple's body suddenly stiffened. A bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows, and blood flowed out from it. Then, he fell straight behind with a 'bang' …
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