It took some time for Xiao He to finish cooking, probably because the dishes were too sumptuous that day, and her hands were trembling too much. In addition, she had been talking nonstop during the meal, so it took her some time to finish cooking. The candles on the table had been lit a long time ago.
The wind whistled out from the Thousand-Mile Wind Corridor. Even though the windows were protected by the formations, the whistling sound could still be heard. Some airflow came in through the cracks in the wooden boards, making the candles flicker like will-o '-the-wisps.
Xiao He could vaguely understand the conversation between Taiping Zhenren and Liu Shisui, her face turning pale, her body trembling slightly.
Liu Shisui stared into Taiping Zhenren's eyes. The City-Guard Pen was already in his hand, and the sword bracelet was no longer trembling, ready for a fight.
"Let's go!"
Xiao He yelled loudly as she stood in front of Liu Shisui.
A few tails exuding a strong devil energy shot up into the air, heading toward Taiping Zhenren.
The candles swayed more violently, and the air seemed to be torn apart.
She was a formidable assassin of the Old Ones and had lived with Liu Shisui for more than one hundred years. Though she had neglected her Cultivation a bit, her Cultivation state was still much higher than it was many years ago. This was a desperate strike from her. Even the elders of the Zhongzhou School had a hard time dealing with it.
Yet, Taiping Zhenren didn't even glance at her. All he did was look at Liu Shisui in Silence.
Damn it! A crimson feather appeared out of nowhere. It passed through those powerful fox tails and pierced through Xiao He's body easily, nailing her to the wall with a thud.
Many years ago, in the Sea-God Temple outside Haizhou City, the Lone Sword pierced through her body in the same spot.
Taiping Zhenren and Jing Jiu were the two swordsmen with the highest Cultivation states in Chaotian, so they were well aware of the weakest and most fatal spot of a human being or a devil being.
Xiao He was nailed to the wall by the crimson feather, spitting out blood incessantly. It seemed that she would die soon.
"Let her go," said Liu Shisui sharply.
Suddenly, he discovered a problem.
This was because he could not even lift his right hand. He could not even hold the City-Guarding Pen.
Taiping Zhenren looked into his eyes in Silence. His eyes were filled with tranquility.
A determined look appeared in Liu Shisui's eyes. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The ancient prose on the desk rose with the wind and welcomed the blood flower.
The book made of blood and sweat blocked Taiping Zhenren's sight.
There was a buzz.
Taiping Zhenren disappeared.
The crimson bird appeared in the sky and flew toward the ancient prose.
Whoosh, whoosh, the ancient poem burst into flames and instantly turned into ashes.
With that, Liu Shisui finally regained some control over his body. He raised the City-Guarding Pen and swung it at the little red bird.
A rainbow crushed the candlelight and illuminated the room. It was about to break the window and leave.
Even if he couldn't stop the other party, he could at least warn them!
The Vermilion Bird Flaps its Wings!
Two huge wings that looked like flames appeared in the room, but they had no real temperature. They absorbed all the rainbow created by the City-Guarding Pen!
Liu Shisui adjusted all the righteous energy in his body, opened his folding fan, and waved it at the two wings of flame.
The wind became stronger, but the wings of flame didn't disperse. Instead, they grew stronger.
Between the two wings of flame, the little red bird looked at him in Silence with its black eyes, devoid of any emotion.
Liu Shisui knew that this was the last moment. He ordered the Lone Sword to slash at himself without hesitation!
He didn't know what Taiping Zhenren wanted to do, but he knew that he couldn't let things go on like this.
There was a loud bang.
The wings of flame started to burn violently, and then suddenly died out.
Gradually, the faint sound of a flute could be heard.
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Before dawn, Liu Shisui led Xiao He out of the Inn and entered the Thousand-Mile Wind Corridor in the horse-drawn carriage.
Even though the horses were raised in Yimaozhai for generations, it was still difficult for them to move forward in the howling wind after entering the depths of the Wind Corridor.
Liu Shisui and Xiao He didn't intend to get off the carriage, nor did they ride on their swords. It was obvious that they were severely injured.
After an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at the legendary Serpent Lake.
The lotus leaves on the surface of the lake had been overturned by the strong wind. Fortunately, they were all special species, so they didn't have to worry about breaking them. However, they looked like masked girls with their skirts flying up, and the lotus flowers looked like jewelry that was about to fall off.
The scholars of Yimaozhai finally noticed the commotion here. They hurried over and saw Liu Shisui and Xiao He in the carriage with pale faces and bloodstains all over their bodies. They couldn't help but be startled and called out, "Martial Uncle, what happened?"
The poor horse finally didn't have to fight against the strong wind anymore, so it was led to a shelter to rest. Liu Shisui and Xiao He were carried into Yimaozhai by the scholars.
Many guests from various sects came to the house. When they saw this scene, they couldn't help but be shocked and stood up one after another.
Ren Qianzhu noticed the earring on Xiao He's earlobe. The earring should be made of a ruby. It was as red as blood, and looked very beautiful.
Liu Shisui and Xiao He were severely injured, so they didn't have any delays. Soon, they were sent to the depths of Yimaozhai and arrived in front of Xi Yiyun.
In Yimaozhai, Xi Yiyun's status was the highest, except for those old teachers.
His expression changed abruptly, and he fed the two of them with medicinal pellets as quickly as possible. Then, he helped Liu Shisui up and started to treat his injuries.
It didn't take long for Liu Shisui to wake up, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he looked around.
Xi Yiyun understood what he meant. He waved his hand to let the scholars in the house leave, and asked, "What happened?"
"Last night, Taiping Zhenren came. It seemed that he was going to use the Two-Mind Connection of the Guocheng Temple to control my mind, just as we had guessed years ago, to control Tian Jingren." Thinking of the encounter last night, Liu Shisui still had a lingering fear, saying, "I used the City-Guard Pen and the Lone Sword, but they didn't work. Just as I was about to die, the bone flute that Young Master gave me suddenly flew out. I don't know why, but he acted very scared and left just like that."
Xi Yiyun was very surprised, asking, "What did he come to Yimaozhai for?"
Liu Shisui shook his head, saying, "I don't know."
After a pause, he continued in a low voice, "I suspect it has something to do with Teacher becoming a Saint."
Hearing this, Xi Yiyun's expression became even more solemn. He looked at him in silence for a long time, saying, "In a few days, the Inauguration Ceremony for the Sect Master of Aoyama will begin; are you going there?"
This was the original plan of Yimaozhai; but now that Taiping Zhenren had suddenly appeared in the Thousand Miles Wind Corridor, and Liu Shisui was still wounded, why did Xi Yiyun want him to leave in a hurry?
There were many questions hidden in this. Liu Shisui quickly figured it out, asking, "Are you worried?"
Xi Yiyun nodded, saying, "We have to be careful about this matter."
"Okay," Liu Shisui said after a moment of silence.
Xi Yiyun continued, "Xiao He will stay in the house; I will take good care of her."
There was another meaning hidden in these words, which Liu Shisui understood and accepted, saying, "Thank you very much, Big Brother."
Xiao He knew that he was about to leave, feeling a bit uneasy, asking in a trembling voice, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Liu Shisui comforted her.
"I hope it's nothing," Xi Yiyun said.
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(Today we drove to Mohe, more than eight hundred kilometers … uh, so tired.)
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