Many years ago, the old nun who had raised He Zhan died of old age. He was so sad that he went to the stream behind the nunnery and cried secretly.
It was that night that he found a piece of light gauze in the crack of a rock by the stream.
He hadn't completely mastered the magic of that piece of light gauze until now, but he was certain that the piece of light gauze was a powerful magic treasure. In terms of preciousness, it was even more precious than all the dragon bones and crystals he had picked up later.
He had always regarded that piece of light gauze as his last trump card, and he hid it well. Even his best friend didn't know about it; how did Guo Dong know about it?
If the highly achieved disciple of Shui Yue Nunnery could discover his secret through the Two-Mind Connection, how could she know about the rock by the stream behind the nunnery?
Tong Yan found the unusual expression on He Zhan's face, wondering if Guo Dong had some kind of relationship with that person.
It wasn't until now that he hadn't thought that person was Guo Dong herself.
"How about the roast mutton that night?"
Guo Dong asked Tong Lu.
Then she turned to Tong Yan and asked, "What about the wine that night? If I remember correctly, that was the only time you got drunk. "
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It was quiet again in the room.
Tong Lu and He Zhan eyed each other, stunned speechless.
They and Tong Yan had all participated in the Cultivation tournament at the Plum Meeting.
That night by the lake, they and many others ate the roast mutton around the campfire and drank the wine that seemed to be endless, talking a great deal.
Tong Yan looked at Guo Dong and asked with a grave expression, "Is it?"
"That's right. You, Lo Huainan, and Guo Nanshan are all chosen by me. What you have done is what I want you to do."
Guo Dong's voice was very calm, devoid of any unnecessary emotion. It was as calm as the great river.
However, the young people drinking wine and eating meat by the campfire that night included almost all the talented disciples of various sects; they could be said to be the future of the Cultivation world. Moreover, what they were doing were truly important things, which were related to the future of the humankind and their ideals. They were killing demons and devils, moving forward with unswerving determination, and using their immature methods to force those experienced masters of various sects to destroy the Cloud Platform.
"This … is impossible."
Tong Lu muttered.
Tong Yan said, "You've done so many things. What do you want us to do for you?"
Guo Dong said, "It's not what I want to do. Your dissatisfaction with the current situation of the cultivation world and your teachers, and your concern for the future of the human race — these are all your own thoughts. I merely provided you with a certain method or opportunity to let you face your own heart, and then gave you some help in the process of putting them into practice.
Tong Yan was silent for a while, then asked, "What about now?"
Guo Dong said, "The Cloud Platform has been destroyed, and the Western Sea Sword School has returned to the ocean. Are you satisfied now?"
Tong Lu's expression changed slightly, and Su Ziye said nothing with a smile. He Zhan shot a glance at Tong Yan, knowing that his answer must be no.
Tong Yan asked, "What are you trying to say?"
Guo Dong said, "Bulao Lin hasn't been eliminated completely, because the real manipulator is still alive."
Before Tong Yan could respond, Tong Lu demanded sharply, "Do you want to harm my Master?"
Guo Dong shot him a glance and said, "To be precise, I think you people want to kill your Master."
Tong Lu exclaimed with widened eyes, "Are you crazy? He is my Master! "
Guo Dong looked at him in Silence, saying nothing.
Tong Lu lowered his head slowly, saying nothing.
Guo Dong said to Tong Yan, "I'm not good at these things, but I've given Su Ziye and Tong Lu to you, so you should have the ability to set up a trap and kill him."
Tong Yan felt that what she said had a hidden meaning, but she couldn't think about it in detail at the moment.
It was because this matter was too significant.
She wanted to kill the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean.
Su Ziye and Tong Lu were of course important to her.
The former was the young master of the Mysterious Dark Sect, who was exiled because of the internal strife, and the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean was confined outside the ocean. As such, he needed to absorb the strength of the deviant sects, so he would welcome him.
As the personal disciple of the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean, Tong Lu had to play an important role in this plan.
He said with furrowed brows, "The difference in Cultivation state is too great. Even if we could sneak into the West Ocean and approach him, we wouldn't have any chance."
"What I need is your wisdom," Guo Dong said. "It's someone else who will kill him."
A man wearing a conical hat walked in.
"Thank you, Mister," Guo Dong said.
The man shook his head and took off the conical hat. He said to Tong Yan, "During the Battle of the Cloud Platform, he confronted the Immortal Sect Master of Aoyama and cut the Cloud Platform with his sword. He must have consumed a great deal of energy. If you can help me find out his exact location within five years, I'll have a forty percent chance of killing him head-on within three miles of him. If you can come up with a better plan, it will be a better outcome."
This was an old man, with a few black hairs among the white hair on his head. His eyes were blind, and his energy was tranquil, but it gave off a gloomy and cold feeling.
Who in the world dared say that they would have a forty percent chance of killing the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean head-on?
Tong Yan guessed his identity. Her expression grew solemn as she bowed to the ground, "Greetings, Mister Pei."
Even though the other three hadn't guessed his identity yet, they knew his identity when they heard the name "Pei"; they were shocked speechless.
He was the Sect Master of the No-Mercy Sect, Pei Baifa!
Su Ziye and Tong Lu got off the bed hastily and bowed to the old man.
This kind of respect was beyond the difference between the orthodox and deviant sects and the enmity between sects.
This was the natural respect the Cultivation practitioners had for the figures in the Heavenly Arrival State.
"You should discuss this matter with Mister Pei."
Guo Dong said to Tong Yan, "You should know why I gave the First Child Sword to Tong Lu."
Tong Yan nodded in response.
Since the Western Sea Sword School was the inheritance of the Foggy Island of the south ocean, it was the most appropriate thing for Tong Lu to use the First Child Sword, and it would be convenient for him to gain the trust of the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean after he returned to the West Ocean.
He Zhan thought that the sword was his now, so he had no reason to give it away. He shrugged and looked at Guo Dong with a pitiful expression, asking, "What about me?"
Guo Dong didn't pay any attention to him. She walked out of the room and was about to leave.
He Zhan gritted his teeth and chased after her. He caught up with her at the loofah shed on the west side of the vegetable garden.
"Wait a minute. I have a question."
He said breathlessly, "You have to answer me today."
He was certain that she would give him an answer that day, and she didn't look as anxious as she looked.
It was because Guo Dong didn't fly away right away.
"What is it?" she asked.
He Zhan asked, "Why have you done all these things over the years? To me! "
Guo Dong said, "I've already given you an explanation."
He Zhan didn't believe her, saying, "Why didn't I see you treating Tong Yan so well? Why didn't you give him those flood dragon bones? "
Guo Dong said, "He is a disciple of the Zhongzhou School. There are many good things on the Cloud-Dream Mountain, so I don't need to worry about him."
He Zhan said, "Do you think I'll believe you?"
Guo Dong said, "It has nothing to do with me."
He Zhan said, "If you are my mother, what I think has something to do with you."
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It was the beginning of summer in the late spring, and the loofah wasn't fully ripe yet, but it was the best season for it to grow.
The loofah hung on the vine, swaying slightly as it was blown by the wind. It looked like an object made of green jade, about to drip green.
The gentle wind passed through the gourd vines, bringing the cool intent in the shadows to He Zhan's and Guo Dong's faces.
It was quiet in the loofah shed, devoid of any sound. It was probably because the question came too abruptly and unexpectedly, catching them off guard.
He Zhan also thought this question was absurd.
Guo Dong thought it was absurd to an extreme degree, saying earnestly, "Of course not."
He Zhan had never thought that she was his mother, because she was still young. But for some reason, he felt a bit disappointed when he heard the answer.
Seeing the change of expression on his face, Guo Dong said, "Your mother is my younger sister."
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