Since the Snow Girl came to Aoyama, Jing Jiu had come to the Sword Jail to see her a few times. It was rare for him to see her, no matter if he was just passing by or on purpose. First of all, it showed how much he valued and respected her; second, it was because he wanted to make sure of something; and the last and most important reason was that he wanted to have some communication with her.
It was rare to find a being who had the same height and experience as Jing Jiu and could communicate with him as an equal.
Jing Jiu chose to give up the communication for the first few times. All he did was ask her if she wanted to change her chair, because he didn't want to take the risk of contacting her spiritual awareness.
It was because of the lotus flower that Jing Jiu wanted to have some communication with her that day; but he gave up in the end. He turned around and walked toward the other side of the passageway.
The Snow Girl turned around and looked at the lone peak on this side.
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After passing through the Sword Jail, Jing Jiu came to the hermit peaks. The blue sky was cloudless, and the starlight looked like water. It was completely different from the stormy night, as if it were an illusion.
Jing Jiu pulled back his gaze and flew in the air, landing in the middle of a peak.
The ruby outside the manor cave was still glowing, and the sword awareness he left behind wasn't disturbed. It seemed that the Dead Dog hadn't come to see Fang Jingtian.
Next, Jing Jiu went to the manor cave of Tong Yan.
Tong Yan opened his eyes and said icily when he saw Jing Jiu, "Didn't you agree not to bother me for ten years?"
Jing Jiu didn't heed him, and walked to the front of the stone table.
A Go board was placed on the stone table, on which dozens of Go pieces were scattered. It was the same as the one Tong Yan had placed when Jing Jiu came last time. Jing Jiu picked up a black Go piece and put it on the bottom left corner. The situation on the Go board was obviously different from before. A few white Go pieces in the corner had no hope of escaping, and were on the verge of being eaten.
Tong Yan was aware that Jing Jiu was about to strike. "Why now?" she asked in surprise.
Jing Jiu said, "I have something to do outside, so I'll do it on the way."
Tong Yan knew what kind of person Jing Jiu was, feeling even more surprised, asking, "Are you going to leave the mountains?"
If it was Zhuo Rusui, he would definitely say, "Should I tell you that I've already gone to the Mirror Sect?" Jing Jiu didn't say anything about this. He told Tong Yan about what had happened in Zhaoge City, and then he told her about the meeting at the Guocheng Temple in autumn. "What will Bai Zhenren do?" he asked.
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It was the middle of summer in Chaotian. The hot and humid wind blew everywhere, making the people feel a bit gloomy and restless.
In the Imperial Court, the officials were quarreling endlessly. Naturally, no one mentioned Jing Xin's matter. They were all arguing about some river works and military affairs, but everyone knew where the wind was blowing.
Those small sects kept going to the Dreamcloud Mountain as if they were on a pilgrimage, and they also brought along a bad trend.
A storm was brewing, and it was heading towards Aoyama.
The entire Cultivation world and the officials in the Imperial court were waiting for the negotiation in the Guocheng Temple in the autumn.
Everyone's attention was drawn to this matter, and no one noticed that something was happening in those remote places.
For instance, after the flood in early summer in Yizhou, at least three hundred residents were missing, and their corpses hadn't been found yet. It was highly likely that their corpses had been washed into the hidden river under the ground.
There was no light in the hidden river, and only a faint sound of water could be heard. Standing in the river, one would think of the rumored Underworld, though the real Underworld was not like this.
Yet, the hidden river had some faint ghostly flames that night. The flames didn't come from the corpses, but from the cruel eyes.
Chased by Bihu Peak of the Aoyama Sect and the Pure Heaven Bureau of the Imperial court, these remaining members of the Mysterious Dark Sect who were summoned to Yizhou City had no choice but to struggle in the hidden river under the ground. In comparison, the mutilated corpses floating in the hidden river were even more miserable. Those who had fallen into the hidden river died instantly, and became the living souls for practicing the deviant magic.
The sound of water could be heard up ahead. The ghostly eyes became extremely bright, full of greed.
But in the next moment, the pair of eyes showed nothing but fear.
The hidden river was illuminated by a sword light.
The disciple of the Mysterious Dark Sect wielded the black banner in an attempt to subdue the flying sword, but the black banner was torn apart instantly. With a sizzling sound, his head fell into the hidden river.
A few grunts could be heard by the hidden river, and a dozen filthy and dark energies headed toward the flying sword like tornadoes. At the same time, a few black banners rose up in the air.
The sword light vanished abruptly, and then glowed again, traveling at a high speed in the hidden river, ignoring the black banners.
The sword light appeared and disappeared intermittently. A few disciples of the Mysterious Dark Sect died after grunting.
It was quiet in the hidden river, save for the sound of heads falling into the water and the flying sword killing people.
The gloomy and gloomy cliff walls suddenly quaked. Dozens of disciples of the Mysterious Dark Sect broke out of the ground, fleeing toward the dark night downstream of the hidden river.
No matter how powerful the intruder was, he couldn't kill all of them.
They were the only survivors of the Mysterious Dark Sect, so they had to try their best to survive. As long as they were alive, the Mysterious Dark Sect would still exist.
The dark night downstream of the hidden river was suddenly illuminated by the sword light.
The sword light was a bit strange, glowing with a deep red color, like the sunset glow, or more like blood.
A fierce and lonely sword will swept across the surface of the water, killing a few disciples of the Mysterious Dark Sect in the front.
The dark night was illuminated by the sword light. After a few rounds of fighting, the surviving disciples of the Mysterious Dark Sect fled back, covered in blood, but they were blocked by the swordsman in front of them.
The disciples of the Mysterious Dark Sect glanced at each other, and let out a desperate and resentful roar. They activated the Scorching Sun Secret Method of the Mysterious Dark Sect, igniting their own spirit blood!
Boom! Boom!
Countless muffled explosions broke out underground.
Wild waves rose up in the hidden river, but they were instantly boiled by the evil demon fire, and then turned into steam with a higher temperature, surging up and down the river.
After a long time, the smoke and dust settled down, and the hidden river returned to normal.
A sword light pierced through the air from downstream. Zhuo Rusui was covered in blood; he must have been severely wounded.
He didn't expect these surviving disciples of the Mysterious Dark Sect to use the evil method of igniting their spirit blood in the end, so he got a little closer to them.
Wearing a conical hat, Zhao Layue arrived on her sword. The bright red flames and the redder sword light illuminated her sword.
Among the remaining flames on the surface of the river, countless broken limbs of the disciples of the Mysterious Dark Sect were scattered on the surface of the river, and then they sank gradually, merging with the broken corpses of those innocent civilians. It wouldn't take long for them to be eaten by the blind fish in the hidden river, and they would never be able to be separated.
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Yizhou was most famous for its hotpot.
Su Ziye disliked hotpot the most, because he had lived in the Scorching Sun Gorge, a hotpot naturally formed by heaven and earth, for too many years.
That night, he jumped into the sky in the Scorching Sun Gorge and fell to his death. All the people in the gorge died, including his loyal subordinates and his father.
These unpleasant memories were very similar to that sword light. Every time he recalled them, he would feel as if his demonic wheel had been cut in half; it was excruciatingly painful.
He took out a magic pill and swallowed it. Then, he started panting heavily, an unhealthy blush appearing on his green face, which looked even more eerie.
After a while, the pain in his eyes turned into intoxication. In the end, all the emotions in his eyes disappeared, leaving nothing but calmness.
Like all the other deviant sects, the Mysterious Dark Sect didn't have a spiritual source, so they would encounter problems in their cultivation; and they couldn't sustain themselves for a long time by taking medicine.
Su Ziye left the small courtyard he rented and went to a cheap old teahouse.
Some people were drinking tea in the old teahouse, but more people were playing mahjong. The stains on the teacups could be seen clearly. The large kettle was placed on the coal stove, and the water in the kettle was always boiling, making a whimpering sound.
Su Ziye ordered a cup of the cheapest and most common jasmine tea, and sat down in the most inconspicuous seat.
Wearing a cotton shirt and a mask, he looked no different from the other customers in the teahouse.
Time elapsed slowly.
The whimpering sound of the large kettle suddenly disappeared.
The noise and profanities at the mahjong tables faded away gradually.
Su Ziye picked up the teacup, blew away the froth, took a sip, and looked at the opposite side.
Zhuo Rusui said, "I heard that your face is green. Can I take a look at it?"
Su Ziye put down the teacup and asked, "How did you find me?"
He had always been secretive about his whereabouts, and he used the title of "King Ming" to summon those disciples who were wandering outside. Only two people knew about this teahouse.
Those two people were his former subordinates. They had a high Cultivation state and were very loyal; they wouldn't betray him.
Zhuo Rusui didn't respond to his question, asking, "Do you know who I am?"
Su Ziye said, "In Aoyama, Zhuo Rusui is the only person who is as downcast as you but has a sharp sword will."
Zhuo Rusui praised, "You're indeed Su Ziye; you're quite knowledgeable."
Su Ziye stood up and said while looking at him, "But even if you're Zhuo Rusui, you're not qualified to kill me."
Zhuo Rusui said, "It's said in the Cultivation circle that you're more powerful than Lo Huainan, so you should be as powerful as me. It's indeed troublesome for me to kill you alone."
Now that he said so, it meant that he wasn't alone.
Looking at the outside of the teahouse, Su Ziye saw Zhao Layue wearing the conical hat and the Thoughtless Sword emitting a blood-red glow.
All the Cultivation circle knew that Zhao Layue was the personal disciple of the Immortal Jingyang, born with natural Dao quality and a strong murderous nature; but Su Ziye didn't expect her to be in the upper state of the Free Travel.
It was the same for Zhuo Rusui in the same state.
The younger generation of the Aoyama Sect was exceedingly powerful.
Thinking of all this, Su Ziye remarked, "It's not fair."
He was the strongest swordsman of the younger generation of the deviant sects, and his talent in Cultivation was superior to that of Lo Huainan. Even if Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui were very powerful, he wouldn't be afraid of them; but he would lose without a doubt if it were two against one.
"What?" Zhuo Rusui exclaimed.
Su Ziye took off his mask and smiled, then took out a magic pill and put it into his mouth.
The effect of the pill was very fast. His face turned red instantly, and then turned purple after mixing with the green color. His eyes were a bit unfocused, but his energy grew much stronger.
Zhao Layue didn't know what it was, but Zhuo Rusui knew that it was the rumored Pill Poison. "You'll die if you keep taking it," he said earnestly.
"But at least you two will die first today," Su Ziye said.
Zhuo Rusui felt baffled, thinking that if taking pills could work, who would dare claim that they had more magic pills than those on Shiyue Peak? Do you think you can kill us by relying on the Pill Poison?
Su Ziye took out a light brown bottle. It was unclear what this bottle was made of; it looked like jade or porcelain.
Zhao Layue still didn't know what it was, but Zhuo Rusui remarked sentimentally, "The Barren Vase is indeed in your hands."
Su Ziye raised the Barren Vase and said calmly, "It's not important."
A whimpering sound suddenly broke out in the teahouse; it was the water in the large kettle boiling.
An old man walked over with a kettle in his hand. His eyes were sunken, exuding a strong and pungent smell of blood.
This old man had boiled the water in this old teahouse for many years. He was still here when everybody else had left the teahouse.
He was Elder Hua Yin of the Mysterious Dark Sect. He had been driven out of the Scorching Sun Gorge by Su Qige many years ago, and had been living in Yizhou under a different name. It wasn't until Su Ziye invited him to come out.
This person had a high level of demonic magic, which was equivalent to the swordsmen in the Broken Sea State of the Aoyama Sect. Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui were no match for him even if they joined hands.
Hua Yin looked at Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui expressionlessly with a kettle in his hand, as if he were looking at two dead people.
All of a sudden.
There was a soft clank sound.
A person rushed out from Hua Yin's body.
It was merely an illusion. In fact, the person came out from behind Hua Yin, but he moved too fast.
The kettle dropped to the ground, making a crisp sound of "pah".
Hua Yin fell to the ground as well, a great deal of blood splashing out. His body was split in half.
His demonic Wheel, his Ocean of Energy, and his flesh and meridians were all broken in half.
That person fell to the ground, his blood dripping down soundlessly without any delay, resembling the water drops falling off a lotus leaf. It was as clean as before, and his white cloth was still as white as snow.
Staring at the person's face, Su Ziye asked, "Jing Jiu?"
(End of this chapter)
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