Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Song Kezi crawled darkly to a corner, covered his eyes, and secretly observed Zhu Wuyao's expression, muttering a complaint in a low voice:

"Your emotions are very unstable."

"I was about to close my eyes and rest, but you still got up and hit me..."

No.

Zhu Wuyao's emotions have stabilized.

She raised her hand to her forehead, closed her eyes again, and turned on Gu Yiguan's real-time monitoring.

Ok?

Just like Zhang Zhihan, they were both sending her messages. It seems that... her name, "Fallen Leaves Inviting Autumn," has once again spread far and wide.

They assassinated a sect leader and succeeded.

How could it not spread far and wide...?

Zhu Wuyao, finding amusement in his predicament, began to shift his perspective, looking at the words on the Xuan paper beside Gu Yiguan.

"Judging from your recent movements, it seems you are being closely pursued by the Juque Sect; your sneaking out that night was probably to assassinate Wu Wei, but the one who died was the leader of the Juque Sect."

All of these things are unusual.

"In the shadows of the Juque Sect, there is a person stirring up trouble. This person is unparalleled in wisdom and cultivation, yet he is trapped in shallow waters. Through this matter, he may regain power."

"Judging from his style, he should be an arrogant, ruthless, and unscrupulous person. Most of such people are haughty and extremely confident."

"The Juque Sect is terminally ill and on the verge of collapse. Taking things slowly is no longer useful. This person will definitely do everything in his power to seize the fragments of the Heavenly Dao."

"If the Juque Sect were to possess three of them, then the ones who would face calamity would be the countless mortals and cultivators in Licheng and the South who would resist."

"Returning to the Star-Picking Tower is the wisest choice."

"In the north, within the sect, I am confident I can protect you."

Zhu Wuyao slowly opened her eyes.

But it didn't move at all.

Her eyes held only a coldness.

Even if it's disguised as "warmth" and seemingly caring, those in power still prioritize their own interests. Zhu Wuyao wouldn't say that Gu Yiguan did anything wrong, but... she also has to consider her own situation.

Returning to the Star-Picking Tower brought temporary peace, but it was tantamount to a form of imprisonment.

When the time comes to complete the Heavenly Dao, she will perish together with the fragments of the Heavenly Dao, Song Kezi, and the Giant Que Array Master.

This is the wisest choice.

It is the most beneficial choice for the common people.

Gu Yiguan is always right, and Zhu Wuyao can understand her actions, but she is always scheming to save her own life... Even if she were a saint, Zhu Wuyao would find it hard to like her.

If a person isn't dead, they'll always have to find a way to survive.

If possible, leaving the South is certainly the best option.

But her intuition, as a diviner, told her—

The object of the destiny is in the south, and it is related to a divination.

Under Song Kezi's surprised gaze, she suddenly took out a banner that read "One divination, one coin" and stood up.

"Zhu Wuyao, have you lost your mind? You beat me up for no reason and now you suddenly want to go out and tell fortunes."

"If you're crazy, can I leave now?"

As it turned out, he couldn't.

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Tang Xin found a restaurant, ordered a bowl of soup noodles, and opened his copy of "Ten Thousand Book Reviews".

In recent years, neither Wuyu nor Youdao has published any new books.

Speechless... Well, it's understandable.

As the sixth direct disciple of Zhaixinglou, she naturally knew the inside story. In fact, the matter of the speechless "obituary" was something she discussed with Mr. Li on behalf of Zhaixinglou when she went down the mountain to Mohen Bookstore.

It's because she lacks knowledge and skills.

I only wanted to have some fun, and before I saw the ending, I didn't realize at all that it was a "reverse book".

However, although Tang Xin couldn't be as prescient as Senior Sister Gu, she wasn't stupid either. After reading the ending at Mohen Bookstore, she had to admit that it was quite something.

Well... as for using public office for personal gain, reading the ending of the storybook, and so on, how can reviewing the content of the storybook be called using public office for personal gain?

She handled this matter.

Therefore, Tang Xin was very reassured about Wuyu's safety.

Zhaixinglou's handling of this matter appears strict on the outside but is actually lax on the inside. It seems to take it very seriously, but in reality, it's more like going through the motions and not being strictly managed at all.

Cough... Otherwise, it wouldn't have been her turn to handle it.

They didn't even bother to investigate Wuyu's true identity.

They also had Mohen Bookstore transfer compensation to Wuyu privately.

It was precisely because of this strict external but relaxed internal approach that the "sequel ending," which was well-received by literati and circulated in Changxiao Town, was able to spread privately.

Out of curiosity, Tang Xin went to look through it.

That's quite unusual.

She is one of the few people who has seen the true ending of "Speechless," and judging from the plot of this "sequel," the two are surprisingly similar.

Tang Xin even suspected that the writer of this book was Wuyu himself.

But the age doesn't match.

Unless Mr. Cui started writing "Sword Immortal Master" when he was still a child.

This can only be attributed to coincidence.

Before even opening the first article in "Ten Thousand Book Reviews," Tang Xin sighed deeply. This time, the headline tabloid must be—

"Fallen Leaves Invite Autumn to Venture Alone into the Giant Palace, Slay the Sect Leader with His Own Hands, and Leave Freely."

"Young hero, your noodles are here!"

The restaurant staff placed the steaming hot noodles on the table.

Tang Xin smiled and agreed, taking the chopsticks and eating noodles while glancing at the tabloid—

"In recent years, Luo Ye Yao Qiu has frequently appeared in the south, and has had many clashes with the Ju Que Sect... To everyone's surprise, after breaking with Zhai Xing Lou, Zhu Wu Yao once again forcibly broke into the Ju Que Sect..."

Tang Xin had mixed feelings.

She was unaware of the details of the conflict between Senior Sister Zhu and Zhaixinglou.

She even had a vague feeling that perhaps Zhaixinglou had wronged Senior Sister Zhu, and the reasons behind it must be extremely complicated!

Sigh, we started school in the same year.

Senior Sister Zhu is already capable of assassinating the leader of the Juque Sect single-handedly, while I was "driven" down the mountain by Senior Sister Gu and am still eating noodles here...

Tang Xin continued reading—

"The Fallen Leaves Invite Autumn" has experienced many ups and downs, and has been silent for many years. People in the martial arts world all thought that its former glory was just a flash in the pan.

But little did I know, that was just the prelude.

"It seems that every time this person disappears from the public eye, just when the world begins to forget her, Luo Ye Yao Qiu will reappear in the martial arts world with an even more powerful demeanor, and do earth-shattering things."

Tang Xin remembered the last time she saw Senior Sister Zhu.

That was about the Xiaotian Sect.

Next came the assessment for direct disciples. Senior Sister Zhu left the Star-Picking Tower, and I inexplicably became a direct disciple.

Time has changed.

The world of martial arts has changed.

While Zhu Wuyao was assassinating the leader of the Juque Sect, Tang Xin was fighting with rogue cultivators using his silver shuttle. Perhaps others were watching the stars, perhaps some were fleeing, perhaps some were exploring a secret realm, and Senior Sister Gu was definitely buried in her files...

Tang Xin put away "Ten Thousand Volumes of Book Reviews".

Pay and get up.

The open and covert attacks on the mountain left her physically and mentally exhausted.

The sight of people displaced and homeless in the foothills is heartbreaking.

If Tang Xin had the choice, she would also choose to leave the Star-Picking Tower and become a chivalrous knight-errant who punishes evil and upholds justice.

If there is no way to avoid it, "unpleasant" things will always follow you like a shadow, so Tang Xin would rather spend his energy on things he approves of.

Ah... I wonder if one day my name will be mentioned in a corner of "Ten Thousand Book Reviews".

I wonder if, if someone were to write down the story of this era, among the countless brilliant and talented individuals, there would be a single line written for her.