Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

On the other side, Ji Rourou, who had just left the Jiang family's house, angrily kicked a stone that was under her feet far away.

"The Jiang family is simply ungrateful! And that old bastard Jiang Kai, he's pretending to be ignorant even though he knows the truth, he doesn't even give face to our Jianmen Palace!"

Seeing Ji Rourou's anger and embarrassment, Liang Hui immediately stepped forward and gently comforted her:

"Alright, junior sister, don't get angry over these insignificant people anymore, lest you ruin your health. Since the Jiang family is so ungrateful, let's go back and report to Master, and just wipe them out. Then, the treasure will still belong to our Sword Gate Palace."

With Liang Hui's comforting words, Ji Rourou's emotions calmed down a bit. She turned to look at Liang Hui and said:

“Senior brother is right. I must go back and report this to Father! I’ll have Father personally lead people over and grind that old bastard Jiang Kai to dust!”

"Master loves you the most, Junior Sister. As long as you speak up, Master will definitely help you get revenge."

Liang Hui looked up at the sky and said to Ji Rourou, "Alright, junior sister, it's getting late. Let's find an inn to rest and head back early tomorrow morning to report this to our master."

Ji Rourou nodded, glancing at Liang Hui with a slightly shy expression, "Okay, I'll do as you say, senior brother."

It's quiet at night.

At this time, there were no pedestrians to be seen on any of the streets in Taiping Town.

Liang Hui and Ji Rourou strolled hand in hand down the deserted street, completely absorbed in their own world, unaware that a dark shadow, close to the ground, was slowly approaching them from not far behind.

As the surroundings grew quieter and the crouching shadows on the ground drew closer, Liang Hui, who possessed considerable strength, finally sensed a dangerous atmosphere permeating the air.

Before Liang Hui could react, the dark shadow on the ground suddenly accelerated and arrived at Liang Hui and Ji Rourou's feet in an instant.

"not good--"

Liang Hui paused, his lowered eyes just as he saw dozens of finger-thick black pillars burst forth from the black shadow gathered at his feet, piercing him from the bottom up.

Ji Rourou, who was standing nearby, was also pierced by the black pillar in an instant and died on the spot.

After the two men breathed their last, a figure slowly rose from the darkness.

The person was wearing a black cloak, completely concealing their face and figure, making it impossible to see them clearly.

"The disciples of Jianmen Palace are truly a blessing from heaven."

The voice that came out was exactly the same as the one that had killed Zhao Haoyu in the woods not long ago.

After completely destroying Liang Hui and Ji Rourou's bodies, the man disappeared back into the shadows and left the place.

at the same time.

In a mountain outside Shirakawa Castle, thousands of miles away, stands a cluster of pavilions and towers of varying heights, with carved beams and painted rafters.

This is the location of Jianmen Palace.

In one of the pavilions, a young disciple dressed in light blue robes was dozing off, his chin resting on his hand.

In front of him was a wide, stepped stone platform.

Rows of square candles were neatly arranged on the stone platform.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that each of the hundreds of brightly burning candles has a different name engraved on it.

At the very bottom row, two candles placed side by side are engraved with Liang Hui and Ji Rourou's names.

Just then, the flames in the two candles began to flicker wildly.

The young disciple who had been dozing off was instantly awakened. He immediately stood up and walked to the two candles, his face full of panic.

"How could this happen?! What danger have Senior Brother Liang and Senior Sister Ji encountered? Please, please don't let anything happen to them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two candles went out.

"!!!"

The young disciple froze, staring blankly at the two extinguished candles.

Done!Done!

The extinction of the life lamp signifies that Senior Brother Liang and Junior Sister Ji have perished.

The young disciple dared not delay any longer and immediately turned around and ran outside in a panic.

After traversing several stone steps and passing through several long corridors, the young disciple finally arrived at his destination: a wooden house built against the mountain.

The wooden house looked very simple and stood out awkwardly from the surrounding magnificent and elegant buildings.

The young disciple walked slowly to the door of the wooden hut, took a deep breath, and was just thinking about how to speak when a dignified voice came from inside:

"Yan Yu. What brings you here to see your master in the dead of night?"

"Yes, I'll report to my master."

Shi Yanyu knelt down with a thud, his voice trembling as he said, "Senior Brother Liang and Senior Sister Ji's life lamps are out, out!"

After a brief silence, the door of the wooden house was suddenly shattered by a powerful blast of air.

Under the impact of this shockwave, Shi Yanyu, who was kneeling on both knees, was thrown several meters away and rolled to the ground.

Before Shi Yanyu, who was in excruciating pain, could stand up, a middle-aged man dressed in a plain robe silently approached him.

"Master, Master."

The middle-aged man whom Shi Yanyu called his master was Ji Feng, one of the ten elders of the Sword Gate Palace, a powerful expert in the late stage of the True Embryo Realm.

Although Ji Feng's expression was extremely calm at this moment, the fluctuations in his aura constantly reminded those around him of his mood.

"Tell me—what exactly happened!"

Shi Yanyu hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, lowered his head slightly, and dared not hide anything. He told the whole story about how Liang Hui and Ji Rourou secretly slipped down the mountain while Ji Feng was in seclusion to break through.

After listening, Ji Feng fell silent for a brief moment, then looked coldly at Shi Yanyu and said, word by word:

"Give the order to investigate this matter thoroughly! I want to know exactly where Liang Hui and Rou'er were murdered and who did it!"

"It's Master!"

Shi Yanyu felt a chill run down his spine, but still responded immediately.

"Start your operation immediately! I'm only giving you ten days! If you don't find any clues within ten days, get them out of Jianmen Palace!"

Upon hearing Ji Feng's words, Shi Yanyu dared not delay any longer. He immediately bowed and took his leave, ignoring his injuries as he ran towards the residences of his fellow disciples.

After Shi Yanyu left, Ji Feng, with a gloomy face, turned around and looked towards the mountaintop behind him. Then, he disappeared from the spot in a few flashes.

When he reappeared, he was standing in front of a magnificent hall built on the mountaintop.