Fengyunlu

"In that case, I'll show up, but he just glanced at me and turned and walked away. I couldn't catch up, and in the dark, I had no idea where he went." Mo Wenjian shook his head, looking a little unwilling and a little guilty. His words were filled with helplessness, as if he had an unspeakable emotion and responsibility for the person who had turned and left.

Fairy Ji Yao nodded, her hand trembling slightly as she gripped the Red Makeup Sword. She felt so much resentment she wanted to vent, so much grievance she wanted to confide, but she didn't know who to turn to. She had just learned that her uncle had become her enemy, that her former family member was gone, and that her former support had become a lost cause. She hadn't been by his side for years, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare. Having already lost a sister, she didn't want even this last bit of hope to perish with her. Her heart was filled with conflict and struggle. Faced with the betrayal of her family and the injustice of fate, she felt lonely and helpless.

The curse of her ancestors was too cruel. Just a slight touch had killed her own sister and nearly killed her only niece. She didn't want any more people to be harmed, especially in the current situation. Bai Yu's life was in danger and she could die at any time. She didn't dare to take any risks. She had endured it for so many years, and the future would be like this. Her heart was filled with fear and worry, and she felt confused and desperate about the future.

But when she heard that her father might still be alive, Fairy Ji Yao's almost extinguished heart was rekindled with hope. She wanted to go and look, to see what fate would bring her, whether it would be more bitterness or some comfort. Her heart was rekindled with hope, and she began to have new expectations and longings for the unknown future.

No matter what, Fairy Ji Yao couldn't help but ask: "When I joined Yao Chi and was influenced by my master, were you involved in what happened afterwards? Was Long'er killed by you? Did Xiaoyu suffer because of you? Should you be held accountable for the Feng family's great hatred?" Fairy Ji Yao asked a series of questions in one breath. She urgently wanted to know the answers and wanted to resolve all the doubts and confusions in her heart.

Fairy Ji Yao asked a series of questions in one breath, but she still wanted to ask, but Mo Wenjian had already shook his head at her: "Alas, I know all the things that Xuan Gu Zi did in your master's sect back then. Unfortunately, I was trapped in a desperate situation at that time, unable to get out and catch up. By the time everything was too late, you were cursed, and I tried many ways to break the curse, but I couldn't. In the end, I could only beat Xuan Gu Zi into a cripple, chop off her limbs, and cut off her five senses, leaving her unable to live or die. I also fed her life-extending elixirs, allowing her to live longer and suffer more." Mo Wenjian's words were full of helplessness and anger. He felt extremely indignant and heartbroken about Xuan Gu Zi's behavior.

At this point, a ruthless glint flashed in Mo Wenjian's eyes. It was obvious that Xuan Gu Zi's actions had harmed his two nieces, and he felt that this was not enough, that it was too easy for her. His heart was filled with hatred and anger. He felt that Xuan Gu Zi's punishment was far from enough, and he wanted more severe revenge.

Fairy Ji Yao also understood everything. No wonder her master, after passing on the Immortal Lord's power, was about to go into seclusion but received a mysterious message. He was ambushed while out and about, and although he wasn't killed, he was transformed into a half-human, half-ghost form. He was thrown at the foot of Yaochi Mountain and rescued by his disciples. He still lingers in Yaochi Fairyland, unable to speak or see, with no limbs left. Even his spirit was shattered into a remnant. Although conscious, he acted like a madman, trembling within his shattered sea of ​​consciousness, vaguely revealing some memories of the past. She was filled with shock and confusion, and felt immense grief and anger at what had happened to her master.

"You were the one who did what happened to Miss Xuan. It's a personal vendetta, which is understandable, but you took action three years ago. Without you, Young Master Feng wouldn't have been able to defeat the formation alone." Luo Hongchen interrupted. He could see that Fairy Ji Yao was a little confused, as if she was at a loss about what to do about today's events and the past they involved. His tone was filled with blame and dissatisfaction, and he found Mo Wenjian's behavior incomprehensible.

Mo Wenjian shook his head: "You may not believe it, but Xu Yi also went to rescue people. However, when he arrived, Feng Wanlin and his wife had already fought with Jiuyou to the end, and he could not stop that move. He could only watch them exchange. Without Feng Wanlin, everything in the Feng family was unimportant to Xu Yi. He was also a character. He made a quick decision and killed directly. His purpose was to take back the Shenmu Jue that was hidden by the Feng family." Mo Wenjian's words were full of helplessness and regret. He felt some understanding of Xu Yi's behavior, but he could not completely agree with it.

"The Divine Wood Jade is related to the Purple Profound Scripture. Without it, even if you have the tome, you can't read it. Feng Wanlin once traveled to the vast sea, risking serious injury to retrieve the treasure lost by the Divine Wood Daojun from the Divine Beast Cave. This is how the Purple Profound Dao Machine was continued, and with the power of the Demon Slaying Formation, he was able to strengthen the child's meridians. After all, the innate power he gained from the Nine Transformations of the Sacred Heart is essentially the same method used by the Nine Sons to instill a legitimate heir, the only difference being whether it hurts others or oneself." Mo Wenjian said this with a hint of regret. It seemed he admired Feng Wanlin, but it was only because of the jealousy of his talent that he ended up in such a situation. His tone was filled with admiration and regret, and he felt immense regret for Feng Wanlin's talent and fate.

Having said that, as soon as he expressed his regret, his brow furrowed, and he immediately turned to Luo Hongchen, saying with a hint of admiration, "Speaking of Feng Wanlin, he's truly an admirable fellow. He spent only six months in that harsh environment, and yet he discovered things none of us noticed. And I, having been in the same place for ten years, knew nothing about it. This might have something to do with that old woman. Her cultivation is unfathomable, and she might be able to manipulate things. Or perhaps she deliberately let Feng Wanlin know some secrets. In short, I've wanted to challenge her many times, but because I wasn't sure, I always chose to give in. Now that I think about it, what happened three years ago might have been her secret manipulation, or some mysterious figure behind the scenes."

Luo Hongchen's eyes flickered slightly after hearing this, as if he didn't quite believe the sword intent left in the wreckage of the formation could have been the work of someone else. After all, the Sword Hidden Sect's unique skills were unfathomable, and without considerable attainments, it was impossible to reach that level. Three years later, although the sharp edge had faded, the domineering sword intent was still faintly visible. "Are you saying that it wasn't you who broke the formation?"

"It really wasn't me." Mo Wenjian shook his head again, a hint of self-blame in his eyes. "When I arrived at the scene, the formation had already been destroyed. Feng Wanlin and his wife were teaming up to fight a powerful enemy, engaged in a fierce battle with Jiuyou. I was about to help, but I saw a dark shadow flash by. Feng Wanlin noticed it too, turned to look at me, and our eyes met. Then I chased after it. But it was too fast, disappearing into the depths of the sea of ​​blood. When I returned, Xu Yi and his men arrived, and Feng Wanlin and his wife also perished at that moment."

Mo Wenjian paused and continued, "After they died, the Han Clan launched a massive attack. Other people were not important to me. After all, in the Xuan Clan, life and death are determined by fate, and no one else can be blamed. But those two children, one is a congenital spirit, and should not perish like this; the other is the saint of the Bai family, and can be regarded as the blood of my Ming family. I can't watch her die. So, I secretly made a move and let the Tongtian Talisman attach to her to maintain her life. I thought that after I went back, Bai Qianyi should be able to save her. Later, Lei Gong arrived and protected the children. I thought everything was fine here, so I turned and left. I didn't expect Long'er to be so determined. If I had known earlier, I should have waited a little longer... Alas~"

Sighs echoed within the Acacia Sword Formation. The three people exchanged glances, each with their own thoughts. Luo Hongchen repeatedly pondered whether Mo Wenjian's words were credible. After all, his current identity was a crippled sword, an inescapable presence among the humble. After all these years, a man supposedly dead suddenly reappeared, connected to two enemies. It was difficult to discern truth from his words alone. Since he couldn't trust completely, he must remain vigilant. Even though he and Mo Wenjian had once been close friends, the situation had become more complicated and difficult to discern.

He also pondered the identity of the mysterious figure Mo Wenjian had mentioned. Just who was that old woman from a humble family? She hadn't fought in either of the two major battles, yet she seemed to possess the power to change everything. Even someone of Mo Wenjian's skill felt unsure facing her. How could such a figure be inferior to someone from a humble family? Unless there was an even more powerful figure behind her, or a mysterious and powerful force orchestrating her. That would make sense. At the very least, perhaps the kiln truly held some earthshaking secret, one she had discovered but not fully understood, and so, under the guise of a humble family, she had willingly remained in seclusion. As long as her plans weren't threatened or her actions weren't hindered, she wouldn't act rashly. This also explained why she rarely ventured out despite being from a humble family.

Fairy Ji Yao was also deep in thought. While Mo Wenjian's account sounded a bit bizarre, upon closer examination, she couldn't find any inconsistencies. She was bewildered by the myriad doubts before her, and so was Mo Wenjian. For example, who had been secretly orchestrating all this for so many years? What was their purpose? What benefits had they gained along the way? Furthermore, this entire plot, initially involving both good and evil, had clearly been rigged against her. Even younger members like Fengchen and Baiyu, including her own disciple Fairy Bailu and the young man in seclusion on Thunder Mountain, and many other younger members of the sect were now caught up in this scheme.

Imagine this chess game is immense, encompassing the entire world, even the mystical realms. Everyone is a piece on the board, yet even the players themselves remain oblivious to who is manipulating it all. As the two sides, Black and White, engage in back-and-forth maneuvers, some may have a glimpse of the future, while others may be quietly eliminated. Take Zhu Chunhua, for example. She was poised for success, but after the fight, she unexpectedly vanished. Her mother, desperate to escape, hid from place to place, but ultimately, she was slain. Her father must have known something, otherwise he wouldn't have vanished mysteriously, leaving no trace of him.

However, the world is so vast, perhaps someone can escape this chessboard. For example, the Great Cangyun Emperor Bai Qianyi has single-handedly held the Xuan Sect in check for centuries. During this period, major events like the War of Good and Evil and the Jiazi War were constant. Although he was occasionally forced to intervene, he always emerged unscathed. Almost all the masters of his generation have perished. When asked who could break this deadlock, Fairy Ji Yao's first thought was Bai Qianyi.

But Emperor Cang Yun seemed to have his own difficulties. After experiencing two major wars, he must have noticed something was amiss, but he refused to speak. Even when his son Bai Xibo was accidentally killed, his wife Chen was the most suspected, the Cang Yun Sect experienced several upheavals, and until his daughter and son-in-law were murdered three years ago, he kept silent about all these things. It seems that he too was drawn into the game, being calculated by others, and being closely watched by others. The difference is that he is an unusual chess piece, with the ability to jump out of the game at any time. Of course, it is also possible that he knows everything, but has remained silent, not getting too involved in the game, just waiting for the opportunity to solve all the mysteries in one fell swoop.

Fairy Ji Yao's hands stopped shaking as she thought about this. Hope ignited within her heart, and she formed her own plan. She planned to immediately head to Cangyun once the matter at Thunder Mountain was resolved, to speak to Bai Qianyi face to face. Afterward, she would go to Luoshen Peak and help Bai Ximo find the Meteorite Platform and rescue Bai Yu. Then, she would ask Bai Qianyi to personally take action, for herself, for Cangyun, for the Xuanmen Dao, and for the entire world, to find or expose the mysterious mastermind behind this.

She believed that with Bai Qianyi's abilities, he might know the identity of the person hiding in the shadows. However, her changes in plan were all observed by Ling Xuan'er beside her. With the slightest movement of the Red Makeup Sword, Ling Xuan'er could guess the sword's wielder's every move, even some of his thoughts. Furthermore, within the Acacia Sword Formation, as a weapon spirit, she could even temporarily trap the Mo Wen Sword and the Spring and Autumn Emperor, so naturally, she could sense any movement within. Ling Xuan'er sighed softly, transformed into a humanoid form and appeared beside Fairy Ji Yao. "Fairy, your plan is a good one, but Bai Qianyi may not be willing to act rashly. The chessboard is complex and intertwined, and he may have his own considerations." Fairy Ji Yao frowned slightly. "Even so, I must give it a try. The Xuan Sect is in imminent danger, and we can no longer allow that mastermind to manipulate us." Luo Hongchen also spoke, "Fairy Ji Yao is absolutely right. We can't just sit there and wait for death. However, I'm afraid the journey will be full of difficulties." Mo Wenjian nodded. "No matter what, I will do my part. I was the cause of what happened back then, and I can't stand by and watch." As they spoke, a sudden commotion erupted from outside the sword formation, as if a large force was approaching. Fairy Ji Yao and the others exchanged glances, gripping their weapons tightly and bracing themselves for battle. A new crisis seemed to be quietly approaching...