Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 239: Sacrifice (Part )
Zheng Duo continued, "Wan Guming's body can be identified. Please give us a decision!"

Uncle Wan Er finally couldn't hold on any longer and passed out. The Wan family surrounded the poor patient in three layers, as if they were afraid that he hadn't fainted completely.

The head of the Yun family, who was originally as tense as a string, seemed to be hit by a stick and his back collapsed.

Few in Huichao Hall were upset by Yun Qing's death. Those from the Yun family who had come were more worried and fearful of failing to fulfill their responsibilities. For a moment, perhaps only the head of the Yun family was concerned for his daughter.

"Minister Yun, I'm so sorry," said the Prince of Wuyang, who had been making excuses for a long time. "Death is a serious matter. If you can't bear to identify the body, you can send a few maids to collect it."

"Yun Qing is a filial child. Please, Minister Yun, protect her and don't let her soul be disturbed..."

"Thank you, King Wuyang. It's a pity that Yun Qing is unlucky..." The head of the Yun family recovered and said no more about the matter, turning the conversation back to the corpse. "Yun Qing's wet nurse is too ill to get up, and the maid who neglected her duty has been locked up."

"I wonder if I can borrow a few maids from the prince so that they can collect my daughter's body and bury her... in peace as soon as possible..."

"Of course you can," Prince Wuyang, who was usually easygoing, instructed, "Qingluo, please select two honest and loyal maids to go with you. Be sure not to offend Miss Yun's spirit."

Yan Qingluo murmured "yes" and bowed to take his leave.

Wei Xi, watching from the sidelines, found the scene indescribably strange. Unfortunately, she couldn't pinpoint the most bizarre aspect.

Qin Feng whispered in her ear from behind, "Why is it Yan Qingluo who went? Logically speaking, it's not the prince's maiden's turn to collect the body of the minister's daughter, right?"

Wei Xi knew nothing about matters concerning status and etiquette. After hearing these words, she was enlightened and found the point that was bothering her.

But Wei Xi's biggest question was: Why didn't the Yun family head identify the body? When it came to the life and death of his own flesh and blood, was he going to rely on just a few words from someone else?

Before Wei Xi could figure it out, another fire started burning on her.

The Yun family members following Zheng Duo knelt down and said, "Master, I found some arrows near the young lady's body! They don't look like ordinary arrows. I have the audacity to bring them back. Master, please take a look!"

"Yun Wu, bring the arrow here!" The head of the Yun family slammed the table twice, and the white porcelain teacup on it jumped up, as if it was pushed away by the head of the Yun family's anger.

Wei Xi found it funny when he heard about the arrow: He didn't even know how much he was worth. This caused everyone to want to put the blame for Yun Qing's disappearance on himself.

Yun Wu respectfully presented the collected arrows to the head of the family, and then waited aside for instructions.

"Why are all these performances today aimed at you?" Lian Gouyue asked to join the conversation. "Didn't you just stuff the eye of the formation into the monster's mouth? Why is it biting you so hard?"

Wei Xi wanted to know, too. She'd originally thought it was because of her origins in the Qingcheng Sect, and her lackluster cultivation, that the Yun and Wan families were trying to get her back. But the sect had given her a prestigious status, providing her with a powerful backer. So why was she still being framed?
Although Wei Xi lied without blinking, was audacious, and ruthless, she truly wasn't responsible for Yun Qing's disappearance. She'd been busy battling monsters in the trial field for the past few days, unable to spare any time. Judging by the facts, motives, and timing, she had nothing to do with this matter.

But the arrow was found at the corpse. Among the disciples in this trial, I was the only one who used this kind of hand-shot crossbow arrow. Isn't this a frame-up?

Wei Xi didn't know who was putting so much effort into dealing with him, nor could he figure out how the other party had arranged it, let alone what their purpose was.

But she knew one thing: if he was alive, she wanted to see him; if he was dead, she wanted to see his body.

Yun Qing's body currently only exists in the mouths of Zheng Duo and this guard. No one in the hall has ever seen the three corpses.

Even if there were indeed a body, Wei Xi, with his "experience," knew that in the damp and humid environment of Dongyi, the body would be completely destroyed by insects in just half a day. Not only would identification of the body be more difficult, but even the evidence would be completely destroyed.

Wei Xi has a rich imagination. In her eyes, there are ways to counter all spells, and the Tong Qi Jue cannot prove that the person is Yun Qing.

The use of the Tongqi Jue actually indicates that the corpses may not look like humans.

Thinking of the various abnormalities of the head of the Yun family, Wei Xi blinked his eyes: What was the reason that the Yun family would rather admit that their daughter was dead than make every effort to find her?
Wei Xi's mind was working quickly, and the identification result of the arrow came out.

"Master," a wrinkled old man from the Yun family team said, trembling as he held up one of the arrows, "The tail feathers of this arrow come from the Northern Border Orchid Bird."

The old man, who was nearly toothless and fond of boasting, babbled for a long time before explaining that the White Orchid Sparrow was only found in the northern border region, was extremely delicate and difficult to raise, and that harvesting its feathers was a real challenge. Wei Xi raised an eyebrow. "Well, why don't you engrave my name on the arrow shaft? Can't you read?"
"Lanque and crossbow arrows." Taking advantage of Qin Feng's inability to attack him at the moment, Lin Qinwei immediately acted as the clown who started the fight. "What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Wei, did you get too carried away in the arena and then fail in the trial field..."

"You kid! If you had a little conscience, you might even be able to join our Qingcheng Sect!" The magic leader said with a playful smile, and it was hard to tell if he was sincere or not. "You really do look like one who doesn't follow the rules!"

The powerful Qin Feng couldn't make Lin Qinwei shut up, and the implicit threat from Wei Xi couldn't make the man surnamed Lin shut up either. Only the spiritual humiliation of the head of the magic sect won the final victory!
"Alright!" Gao Ming stepped in first, trying to mediate. "Stop teasing the kid. Tell me what you think."

The head of the Magic Sect casually spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "Wei Xi may be clever, but he's not a wicked person. You can't punish us Qingcheng Sect disciples for something that didn't happen."

"Master, you're too easy to talk to!" Xian Hua's tone was light, but it was like a slap in the face of everyone. "I've only had one disciple for all these years. You think you can take my disciple down with these broken arrows and a few bird feathers? You're dreaming!"

The face of the head of the Yun family was very ugly. He was in a dilemma. His gloomy eyes first fell on Lin Qinwei, and then his complicated eyes fell on Wei Xi, who had a calm face.

He had never expected that Wei Xi, who he had previously manipulated, actually had a connection with Elder Xian Hua. Patriarch Yun had also never expected the renowned Xian Hua to be so protective of his son. Now, he had no way to deal with Wei Xi.

Although it is a bit embarrassing, it can be explained.

It just so happened that the kid from Huaixin faction said a few irrelevant words in front of everyone, making the cost of this matter even higher.

Aristocratic families often have their share of troubles. The Qingcheng Sect could disregard its own reputation, but if the Yun family, with its size, lost face today, the news would spread throughout Jucheng and beyond tomorrow, causing a whole slew of trouble.

Not to mention that Yun Qing originally wanted to... Thinking of this, the head of the Yun family became even more unhappy. He was about to speak up and ask for a symbolic punishment on the disciple surnamed Wei, but unexpectedly, a white-robed cultivator who was accompanying King Wuyang stood up.

"My fellow Taoists, I am a humble man, but I have been granted the position of instructor of the Imperial Guards by Your Majesty. I should have been stationed here, responsible for the safety of the delegation. However, military orders are as strong as mountains, and I accompanied Prince Wuyang to handle an urgent military matter. I never expected this to happen."

"This matter has a bad impact. If your sect does not respond, I will not be able to report it to the emperor when I return to Jucheng! I hope that Master Gao and the two fellow Taoists will give me some face and let this young disciple help me so that I can report to the emperor!"

This person spoke very bluntly, and he had no qualms about talking about this in front of everyone with a firm expression.

This time, Gao Mingxian and his companions were the ones with stern faces. The head of the Wanjian Sect coldly questioned King Wuyang, "Is this the attitude of the Ju Kingdom? Forcing us to punish innocent disciples?"

A trace of helplessness crossed the handsome face of Prince Wuyang. He bowed and said, "Although I am heartbroken, I am also grateful to Fellow Daoist Wei for his wisdom and courage at such a young age. However, Instructor Li is a close minister to my father..."

Gao Ming first joined the dilemma package.

On the one hand, the military intelligence handled by King Wuyang this time was related to the next war, and there was not much time left for the Dongyi sect. There was absolutely no benefit in making enemies with the powerful faction of the Ju State at this time; on the other hand, in front of so many people, Coach Li asked for someone so bluntly. If he gave him the person, it would be like offering the face of the immortal cultivation world to be slapped.

"What a capable instructor," Elder Xian Hua stretched lazily, "I wonder what kind of students you can teach."

After saying that, Xian Hua's eyes became sharp, and he disappeared from his seat. Then a fragrant breeze blew over, and more than a dozen phantoms holding various weapons appeared beside Coach Li, ready to chop.

Instructor Li drew his sword, the blade trembled from the burst of spiritual power, and he swung the sword to cut off the shadow. The last sword flew out of his hand and rushed towards the place where Xian Hua was hiding.

The blade sank into the chest of a burly puppet, and a piece of Elder Xian Hua's gray clothes was nailed to it.

Xian Hua loosened his right hand, and a bronze mirror that was still smoking fell to pieces.

"The magic weapon is good," Instructor Li raised his hand and grabbed the sword back from the air, "but you can't beat me in a one-on-one fight. Cultivators of the same level have their own strengths."

Xian Hua's face was solemn as he uttered a few words, "Chongxiao City?"

Naturally, no one responded. Wei Xi, watching from the sidelines, felt a pang of guilt: It was bad luck for him, but he had also implicated the sect's elders... He hoped that this fake disciple wouldn't have to pay for the losses incurred in the fight.

"I urge Master Gao not to hesitate any longer," Instructor Li sheathed his sword. "My cultivation is inferior to yours, and I have little chance of winning against you. However, if we fight, our cooperation will be over. Master Gao, please make a decision soon!"

　(I feel guilty about what I am about to write)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)