The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Lei Wujie nodded slightly, indicating he understood the situation. Only then did Xiao Se slowly release the hand that had been covering Lei Wujie's mouth. Lei Wujie lowered his voice, somewhat incredulously, and asked, "You...you actually said he's Ye Dingzhi's son? Could it be that Ye Dingzhi, the same Ye who brazenly launched the Demon Cult's Eastern Expedition twelve years ago?"

Hearing this, Xiao Se rolled his eyes in annoyance and responded, "Apart from that Ye Dingzhi, who else in this world can bear the title of the Demon Cult Master?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie's face was filled with panic. He stammered, "Then...what should we do? Aren't we doomed?"

Mo Luyi, standing aside, looked at Lei Wujie seriously and said slowly, "Actually, things may not be as bad as you imagine. If he really wanted to kill us, why would he wait for the right opportunity? This deserted place is perfect for killing people. You're seriously injured and can't resist, and Xiao Se has no martial arts skills. With the thirty-two secret techniques of the Rakshasa Hall that he possesses, if he wanted to kill someone, would he even need to choose an auspicious day? So, in my opinion, we will be fine. Just relax, we won't lose our lives."

Xiao Se narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "Indeed, in my opinion, he is at most just using us as hostages to achieve what he wants at the moment."

Lei Wujie, who was standing by, scratched his head in confusion and asked anxiously, "What on earth does he want to do?"

Xiao Se shook his head and said slowly, "I don't know that, but judging from the current situation, the White-haired Immortal came to pick him up personally, but not only did he not leave with the White-haired Immortal, he even kidnapped us. I guess he has some important things that he hasn't completed yet."

When Lei Wujie heard this, he became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He stamped his feet and shouted, "Oh my! Are we just going to sit here like this?" After saying that, he stared at Xiao Se with wide eyes.

Xiao Se looked at him and said calmly, "With your character, I never thought you were Lei Hong's disciple."

Lei Wujie looked up at him in surprise: "You know my master?"

Xiao Se: "Of course. He was one of the four heroes of the Lei Sect back then. Although he was an outer disciple, he was able to restore the long-lost fire burning technique with the help of a fragmentary manuscript at such a young age. At his peak, his reputation was even greater than that of the current sect leader Lei Qianhu." Lei Wujie listened with a serious expression.

Lei Wujie: "My master seldom tells me about himself. He always likes to be alone, either looking at the sky or looking at flowers. Hey, how much do you know about my master? Tell me everything." He looked at Xiao Se with anticipation.

Xiao Se looked at him and said, "It is said that the ancestors of the Lei Clan once held a ceremony to seal their swords and hang up their knives, determined to abandon the two most commonly used weapons in the martial arts world, so as to focus on the research and development of firearms, embarking on a completely different path and becoming famous in the martial arts world. But your master violated the ancestral teachings and practiced swordsmanship instead. He also incorporated the Lei Clan's gunpowder to create a terrifying sword. When the sword was swung, thunder exploded and flames blazed. He traveled the martial arts world with this sword and became famous. In the end, he was defeated by the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi and disappeared from the public eye. Some people say that he returned to the Lei Family Fort to retreat, claiming that he would never leave until he became a Sword Immortal. Others say that he was expelled from the Lei Clan by the sect leader Lei Qianhu for violating the ancestral teachings."

When Mo Luyi heard them talking about Lei Hong, she suddenly remembered that Lei Hong went to Wangcheng Mountain to ask Yu Zhen for sword skills, but was blocked by Li Hanyi at the foot of the mountain. He saw Li Hanyi's Yue Xi Hua Chen and fell in love with her at first sight. That's why he went back to practice sword skills in seclusion. Therefore, Lei Yunhe injured Wangcheng Mountain without saying a word. Not only did he injure several disciples of Wangcheng Mountain, he also interrupted his senior brother who was in seclusion and was helping Yu Zhen break through the spiritual journey, resulting in Yu Zhen's failure to break through and his senior brother's death.

Li Hanyi used Yuexihuachen twice in Wangcheng Mountain, destroying all the flowers and plants in the mountain and causing farmers at the foot of the mountain to have no harvest. Wangcheng Mountain must have had a hard time in those two years, especially the second time when the fire and thunder technique was added. It is hard to imagine the scene in Wangcheng Mountain at that time. Xiao Yuzhen was still obsessed with Li Hanyi and eventually died while saving her.

Thinking of this, Mo Luyi became furious. She had to find an opportunity to go back to Wangcheng Mountain to teach her love-brained nephew a lesson. And Lei Yunhe was guarding the Dengtian Pavilion in Xueyue City, right? In that case, he should stay there to guard the pavilion and not go out to disturb Wangcheng Mountain.

Suddenly, Lei Wujie stood up excitedly upon hearing this and said, "Those are just rumors. My master was not expelled from the Lei Clan. He...he just..."

Xiao Se: "If it's inconvenient to talk about it, then don't bother talking about it. I'm not interested in the secrets of the Lei Clan. As long as he's not expelled from the Lei Clan, that's fine."

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie squatted down and said to Xiao Se, "From your tone, you seem to know my master."

Xiao Se: “I don’t know him.”

Lei Wujie: "Then why do you look relieved when you heard about him?"

Xiao Se: "If he is expelled from the Lei Clan, whether it's Xueyue City or Lei Family Fort, who will help his foolish disciple pay back the money he lost for the Killing Sword?"

Lei Wujie: "After all your talk, you're just after that one hundred taels of silver. No, I owe Sister Luyi, not you. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Lvyi looked at Xiao Se with some suspicion. Xiao Se turned his head away expressionlessly, but his ears were red. Before Mo Lvyi could see anything, she heard Lei Wujie suddenly say, "No, what did you just say?"

Xiao Se: "Pay back the money?"

Lei Wujie waved his hand: "No, no, the previous sentence."

Mo Luyi: "The foolish disciple who lost the Killing Sword."

Lei Wujie: "The Killing Sword..." He suddenly stood up, stamped his feet anxiously, pounded his hands and said, "Oh, it's over, it's over, it's over, how could I lose the Killing Sword?" He was about to run back to look for it, but after running two steps, he knelt on the ground, holding his chest with a look of pain on his face.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Se sighed: "Ah! Leimen is unfortunate."

Then he stood up, walked up to him and asked, "How is your injury?"

Lei Wujie: "It's nothing serious, it just hurts a lot when I practice my energy." He stood up with difficulty.

Xiao Se: "The White-haired Immortal's martial arts skills are unfathomable. We are lucky to have escaped."

Lei Wujie looked in Wuxin's direction and said, "Yeah, if you put it that way, it's really all thanks to him."

Mo Luyi walked over to them and looked at Wuxin. She heard the sound of Wuxin's tears dripping into the water, and felt a little sad that this child had a really hard life.