My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult - Chapter 121

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: Rumors Spread in Yu State City (10,000-word Update, Subscription Requested)

Chaotic Tomb Mound to the north of the city.

The night was grim, and the north wind howled as if ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, sending shivers down one’s spine.

“This Evil Suppressing Sword should be used as little as possible…”

Struggling to stay upright, An Jing buried the Evil Suppressing Sword and then sprinkled snow over it, only leaving after arranging everything properly.

Even though few people came to the Chaotic Tomb Mound, there was no room for the slightest carelessness.

Afterward, he directed the Thousand-Year-Old Black Python back to the bottom of Qinghe Pier.

Although the soul of the Thousand-Year-Old Black Python was gone, its powerful body and inner core still existed, and one day, it could transform into a flood dragon.

Having completed all this, An Jing felt dizzy and blurred vision, as the severe aftereffects of the ghost transformation surged, causing his limbs to weaken and a feeling of drowsiness to wash over him.

Furthermore, the injuries from his battle with the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva and the burning of his essence blood made his face turn pale.

“There’s another problem…”

An Jing hadn’t forgotten about Shui Zhongyue, murmuring to himself, “Li Fuzhou left, and Shui Zhongyue actually continued to secretly follow me. Well, once I cultivate the Ghost Valley Heart Method to the Second Profound Realm, I will be able to completely enchant him…”

Reaching the Second Profound Realm would not only allow him to practice the Paperman Substitute Death Skill, but the power of the Ghost Valley Enchantment would also greatly increase, enabling him to totally bewitch Shui Zhongyue, who had Second Grade Cultivation.

Taking a deep breath, An Jing then burned all his blood-stained robes.

Carrying a small medicine box, he followed the Qi mechanism left in Shui Zhongyue’s body and sped along the path.

Along the way, he surprisingly found many people from Jianghu, and their target was Three Temple Mountain, all hurrying as if searching for something.

“It seems these people were attracted by the battle between myself and the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva.”

An Jing watched the figures rushing through the dense forest and thought quietly to himself.

However, this matter was no longer related to him.

Eventually, An Jing spotted Shui Zhongyue in the woods, his eyes somewhat empty as he stared at the birds perched on the branches, oblivious to the scenes playing out in his mind.

Erasing the Ghost Valley Enchantment from Shui Zhongyue, An Jing carried the small medicine box and walked towards the inner part of Yu State City along the official road.

“Hm!?”

Shui Zhongyue gradually regained consciousness, feeling a swelling pain in his head as if it was about to explode, and he hurriedly looked around for his target.

Seeing the doctor walking along the official road, he let out a deep breath, leapt up, and hurried after him.

……

Jishi Hall, the lights dimmed.

No matter how late it was, among the thousands of lights, there was always one lit for him.

This was a kind of happiness.

“Madam, I’m back.”

An Jing entered through the side door and then placed the medicine box on the table.

“Why do you seem so listless?” Zhao Qingmei came out and asked curiously.

“I went up the mountain to gather herbs with the medicinal farmers today, feeling a bit fatigued,” An Jing forced a smile.

“Are you that tired?”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingmei gently squeezed An Jing’s shoulder and said, “Then don’t go next time.”

Meanwhile, she felt a bit puzzled. Her husband also practiced some martial arts, so would gathering herbs on the mountain really tire him this much?

“Have some water.”

Zhao Qingmei picked up the teapot next to her and poured a cup of tea.

“It’s nothing serious, just this one time. I haven’t climbed mountains in a long while, and my body feels a bit unwell.”

An Jing took the tea and drank it in one gulp, asking, “Where’s Tan Yun?”

Zhao Qingmei replied, “She took Xiao Heizai out for a walk; they should be back soon. Are you hungry?”

“Yes.”

An Jing nodded, having not eaten all day, he indeed felt his stomach was empty.

“Then I’ll go and heat up the food.”

Zhao Qingmei hurried into the kitchen to start cooking.

Watching her busy figure and the light smoke filling the kitchen,

An Jing felt a warmth in his heart and slowly walked forward.

“What is it?”

Zhao Qingmei turned around, only to find An Jing standing right in front of her, less than a foot away, feeling the warmth of his breath and the beating of his heart.

“I’m just a bit tired and wanted to hold you.”

An Jing embraced Zhao Qingmei, feeling the warmth of her body in his arms, and suddenly felt a strong desire to sleep.

Zhao Qingmei tenderly patted An Jing’s back and said, “You should let the medicinal farmers and hunters gather the herbs. Just pay them a bit more silver; there’s no need for you to do everything yourself, of course you’ll be tired.”

“Alright, let’s eat first, and then you can have a good rest.”

An Jing leaned against Zhao Qingmei’s shoulder, feeling as if he could almost fall asleep.

“Eating is too tiring,” An Jing said.

“Tiring to eat? If Tan Yun hears this, I don’t know how happy she’ll be,” Zhao Qingmei replied.

“She and I are not the same species.”

“Yes, yes, yes, eat now, otherwise it’ll get cold soon.”

Zhao Qingmei’s mouth curved up into a smile, “If you don’t eat now, when Tan Yun comes back, you might not have anything left to eat.”

“You’re right, madam.”

Upon hearing this, An Jing suddenly felt a shudder in his heart.

If we were talking about leftovers after the lady eats, then it’s a different story with Tan Yun; there wouldn’t even be leftovers…

Suddenly, An Jing obediently sat down.

Zhao Qingmei brought over the dishes.

Smelling the aroma of the food, An Jing’s appetite surged.

“Slow down…”

Seeing how An Jing was devouring the food, she said, “No one is competing with you.”

“Another bowl.”

An Jing finished a bowl in just a few bites and stretched out his hand for more.

Zhao Qingmei took the porcelain bowl and filled it with another generous helping.

“Madam, I’ve noticed that your cooking skills have improved recently,” said An Jing as he ate.

“As long as you like it,” she responded.

Under the dim light, Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing gobbling up the food and felt her excitement fill the room.

An Jing said smilingly, “I like everything you cook, madam.”

“Husband.”

“Hmm?”

After a moment, Zhao Qingmei continued, “I have something to discuss with you.”

“Go ahead.”

“I want to go back home to visit my family.”

“Visit your family!?”

An Jing hesitated slightly.

Zhao Qingmei nodded, “Yes, there are still some elders in my clan who watched me grow up. I want to go back to see them; it’s been a while since my last visit.”

After thinking for a moment, An Jing said, “That sounds good. I’ll go with you then.”

He couldn’t feel at peace if Zhao Qingmei went back alone, in case she encountered bandits or something…

Zhao Qingmei laughed, “Husband, you can relax. Have you forgotten that I came to Yu State City with just Tan Yun? I’ve learned some martial arts too.”

An Jing put down his chopsticks and said seriously, “That’s different. Who can your minimal skills fend off?”

“Husband, what’s wrong with my minimal skills? Do you look down on me?”

Zhao Qingmei blinked and said, “You haven’t trained much in martial arts either. Besides, when we return together, it will be the same.”

An Jing opened his mouth but only after a long pause said, “That’s different. Anyway, I can definitely protect you.”

“Husband, what will we do with the medical center if you leave?” Zhao Qingmei asked with a mischievous smile.

“We can close it for two or three months; the impact shouldn’t be too significant,” An Jing responded.

Then, as if thinking of something else, he fell into contemplation.

His body was already possessed by that dark opportunity; dangers could arise at any time. Zhao Qingmei’s trip back home could be an opportunity to resolve these hidden dangers.

But the thought of letting Zhao Qingmei travel alone unsettled him.

“Hmm!?”

Suddenly, An Jing’s eyes lit up as an idea struck him.

At the cave entrance, there were still two wooden figures, with strengths around Second Grade. Even if a bit weaker, two wooden figures against a Third Grade was more than sufficient.

Although Third Grade was the lowest of the Upper Three Grades, it was still considered a respectable level of prowess in the martial world.

He recalled the chaos in Lijiang City, where someone had stormed into Linhu Lake Villa attempting to kill the fortress master of Flying Eagle Fortress, who only had a Third Grade Cultivation.

Just as Zhao Qingmei was about to continue speaking, An Jing said, “Let’s discuss this when it’s time for you to go. There’s no hurry.”

“Okay,” she replied with a smile.

Before long, An Jing had eaten three big bowls of rice.

“Madam, I’m feeling quite tired; I think I’ll go to sleep now,” An Jing said, satisfied, patting his belly as his eyelids began to droop.

“Go ahead.”

Zhao Qingmei began clearing the bowls and chopsticks from the table.

An Jing walked slowly toward the bedroom, he just wanted to lie down quickly, feeling as if his brain were about to explode.

Zhao Qingmei watched An Jing’s retreating figure, her doubts deepening—why was he so listless?

Just then, Tan Yun entered excitedly from outside the hall.

“Hmm!?”

Zhao Qingmei looked at Tan Yun’s flushed face, her eyebrows slightly raised. Could it be good news?

“Miss, has the master returned?”

Tan Yun took a deep breath and sneakily glanced at the food in the pot.

“He’s back,” Zhao Qingmei nodded.

Upon hearing this, Tan Yun inwardly sighed in disappointment. She liked tonight’s meal very much and had planned to serve herself an extra portion before bed, but now it seemed there was no chance for that.

The thought flashed through her mind, and she quickly stepped forward, “Miss, let me do it.”

How could she dare to let Zhao Qingmei wash the dishes?

“Did you find out anything?”

Zhao Qingmei communicated telepathically.

“Fa Xi Temple has sealed the mountain!”

Tan Yun took a deep breath before slowly replying, “According to Fa Wu’s revelation to the disciples, the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva encountered the Ghost Swordsman on his return to Three Temple Mountain and was ultimately defeated by the Ghost Swordsman.”

The Ghost Swordsman had finally reappeared!

It had been a long time since his name was last heard, and now that he appeared again, he was involved in such a groundbreaking event—how could Tan Yun not be thrilled?

“Oh?”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingmei was surprised.

The Universal Benefit Bodhisattva was a grandmaster-level expert, even Lin Yiyang had been defeated by him, and the Ghost Swordsman actually managed to beat him?

Anyone hearing this news would find it unbelievable.

This information, if spread out, would instantly overshadow the daytime battle between Lin Yiyang and the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva.

If An Jing were here, he would have immediately cursed that old monk for being unprincipled.

This was clearly a piece of news intentionally spread by the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva, and it had profound implications.

The Ghost Swordsman, maintaining his anonymous identity, challenged him while he was injured and ultimately ‘borrowed’ the Shariputra, allowing the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva to spread this news and to thereby promote the name of the Ghost Swordsman, drawing more attention to him.

There was a mix of good and bad in this act, casting both glory and danger upon him.

With a look of excitement, Tan Yun said, “Miss, the prowess of the Ghost Swordsman is truly unfathomable, to think he could even defeat a grandmaster… isn’t that terrifying?”

She had been secretly having the spies of the Demon Sect investigate, but there had been no information about the Ghost Swordsman, and she thought all the effort was in vain—only to achieve everything without trying.

Who would have thought the Ghost Swordsman had defeated the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva?

What terrifying strength!

Zhao Qingmei glanced at Tan Yun curiously, somewhat perplexed. It was true that the Ghost Swordsman was immensely powerful, but why was she so excited?

“Indeed terrifying, but we cannot yet be certain of the truth of this matter.”

Zhao Qingmei pondered for a moment and calmly said, “On Three Temple Mountain, his cultivation was only at the Earth Flower Realm, how could he possibly defeat the Universal Benefit?”

She had seen the prowess of the Universal Benefit Bodhisatvva with her own eyes, and if the Ghost Swordsman truly managed to defeat him, that strength would be unimaginable.

Tan Yun also nodded, then cautiously asked, “Miss, should we investigate his identity and invite him to join our Demon Sect? This could be a great opportunity to strengthen the sect’s influence.”

Had Tan Yun finally seen the light?

Zhao Qingmei was slightly astonished, then shook her head and said, “Not for now, this person’s whereabouts are mysterious, and his actions are whimsical, clearly not someone who confines himself to restrictions. Recruit_ing him may prove difficult. Let’s discuss it after I return…”

The Demon Sect had already secretly investigated the Ghost Swordsman, but all efforts turned up nothing and cost a great deal of manpower and resources.

Now, with Li Fuzhou having left Jiangnan Dao for Yujing City, and with Huo Zhongyun and the Ghost-faced Buddha dead, there were no more personnel left to investigate his identity, unless Shui Zhongyue was tasked to do so.

“Understood.”

When Tan Yun heard this, it felt like her heart was tickled by a cat’s paw, but she dared not disobey Zhao Qingmei’s orders.

Zhao Qingmei thought of something and asked, “What about the news from Shui Zhongyue?”

Tan Yun quickly replied, “The Guardian Shui said that the master went fishing this morning and only went to the mountains to collect herbs in the afternoon. It was nearly the hour of Hai when he came down the mountain…”

Tan Yun only relayed part of it. Shui Zhongyue also said he felt dizzy during the day, as if he were hallucinating… but naturally, Tan Yun dared not tell Zhao Qingmei this.

Listening carefully, it clearly amounted to neglect of duty, and if Zhao Qingmei knew, she would certainly have dealt with him directly according to the rules of the sect.

Zhao Qingmei nodded, not saying anything.

“Also, I have obtained information about Qi Yun.”

Tan Yun continued: “That Yu Huai Grandmaster and Qi Yun are in the Willow Wood Villa, just thirty miles outside the city. It seems Qi Yun dislikes the smoky air of the city and probably wants to engage in some unsavory activities.”

Zhao Qingmei, calm as still water, said, “I’m aware. You go rest once the dishes are washed.”

She knew now was not the best time to make a move. The optimal time would be just before leaving Jiangnan Dao.

“Yes.”

Tan Yun whispered.

……

Yu State City, a quiet separate courtyard.

After the stronghold of the Xuanyi Guard in Yu State City was destroyed, a new location was quickly chosen.

After all, Yu State City was no ordinary city, and required the Xuanyi Guard to be stationed there.

At this moment, in the grand hall feast.

Xi Yuanjun sat at the head, looking serene. At this moment, the Dragon and Phoenix Double Rings that had drunk the blood of countless experts were placed beside him, but in his hands, he held a delicately made hand drum.

“Dong Dong Dong~!”

The palms striking down were like a sudden rainstorm, rich with strong melody and rhythm.

Jia Shiwu’s chopsticks tapped on the wine cup, producing a clear and pleasant sound, clearly two different sounds, but they sounded uniquely harmonious together.

Jia Meixian listened quietly by the side, inadvertently becoming enchanted.

“A bit tired.”

Soon after, Xi Yuanjun stopped.

Hearing this, Jia Shiwu also put away his chopsticks, “It’s been a long time since I relaxed like this.”

“Hahaha.”

The two men then looked at each other and burst into laughter.

The beautiful maid nearby hurried forward to fill their cups with wine.

“Brother Jia, it’s also been several years since I drank.”

Xi Yuanjun raised his cup and said.

“Seven years, so long…”

Jia Shiwu fell into reminiscence and said, “Last time was when Brother Xi came to Lingnan Dao, Bo City. That time, the two of us drank until dawn.”

How many friends does one know in a lifetime?

Thinking this, Jia Shiwu couldn’t help feeling a bit emotional inside, like them, half-stepping into the grave, how many more seven years did they have in this life?

Xi Yuanjun’s murky eyes also carried a rare smile, “Today, let’s the two of us drink to our hearts’ content.”

The two raised their cups, then drank them down in one go.

“Brother Xi, now that there is no one around, we might as well speak frankly.”

Jia Shiwu pondered for a long while and said, “You… what are your chances?”

The Grandmaster Realm, though it couldn’t prolong life by three hundred years like the Great Grandmaster, it could indeed strengthen bones and muscles, especially after tempering the Golden Bone, living several more decades wasn’t a big problem.

According to ancient records, the oldest Grandmaster lived to be over a hundred and sixty years old, and most Grandmasters lived to be around a hundred years old.

For a Half-step Master, reaching the Grandmaster Realm was also a great opportunity in life.

Xi Yuanjun put down his wine cup heavily and slowly raised three fingers.

“Thirty percent?”

Jia Shiwu frowned when he saw this.

It should be noted that Xi Yuanjun had already failed to break through this barrier before, and now, attempting again, he only had a thirty percent chance.

Xi Yuanjun sighed deeply and said, “Brother Jia, do you know how difficult this Grandmaster Realm is? A Half-step Master and a Grandmaster may seem to have only a single realm difference, but the strength is vastly different. Otherwise, the sword prodigy Lin Yiyang, even wielding the Phoenix Sword, would not have been defeated by the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva, who had only been a Grandmaster for three years.”

Jia Shiwu fell silent.

If Xi Yuanjun only had thirty percent, then what about him?

He guessed he had less than ten percent.

Basically, there was hardly any chance at all. If the attempt to break through the barrier failed, it would not only be a blow to his spirit and energy but also deplete his life essence, causing a rapid decline in lifespan.

Xi Yuanjun’s eyes gleamed slightly, “However, even with just thirty percent, I must still give it a try.”

“Brother Xi.”

Seeing this, Jia Shiwu thought for a moment and said, “I’ve heard that the Black Ice Platform of Zhao Country has a Miracle Pill, the Blood-Loathing Pill, which can increase the probability of a Half-step Master’s breakthrough to the Master level…”

Xi Yuanjun’s eyebrows furrowed deeply, “The Black Ice Platform? That’s merely a heretical cult of Zhao Country. The Blood-Loathing Pill has a controlling effect, once swallowed, one would become a pawn of the Black Ice Platform, manipulated for life, becoming a servant, completely ruining one’s lifetime reputation. Even if Xi dies breaking through the barrier, he would never swallow the Blood-Loathing Pill.”

Zhao Country had a completely different regime from Great Yan. If Yan Country was based on royal power, then Zhao Country was governed by its religion.

The Black Ice Platform was the largest religious sect in Zhao Country and the center of power control, with a rigid hierarchical structure and strictly regimented ranks, where the lower classes lived in darkness, following their only faith.

The origin of the Black Ice Platform was also extremely mysterious; no one knew who established it.

It seemed to have appeared out of nowhere thousands of years ago, some saying it was a remnant of the Qin Dynasty, and others speculated it was the Royal Family of Great Zhou; initially, Zhao Country and Great Zhou were adversaries, and Great Zhou, attempting to conquer Zhao Country, dispatched experts to establish the Black Ice Platform within Zhao Country to disintegrate it from within.

However, it turned out that Great Zhou collapsed first, disintegrating and splitting into nine parts.

And the Black Ice Platform, losing its backing, rapidly developed and gradually took control of the entire Zhao Country, forming a powerful state with the Black Ice Platform at its core.

As for the origin of the Black Ice Platform, there were various theories, but it seemed no one knew its true origin.

Not only was the Black Ice Platform filled with numerous experts, but it also controlled experts from Zhao Country and even around the world through various means, among which the Blood-Loathing Pill was one such method.

It was said that the Blood Spirit Technique had originated from the Black Ice Platform, though whether this was true or not, apart from the Sect Leader of the Blood Spirit Sect, Shariputra, probably not many people knew, and Shariputra had been dead for several hundreds of years.

“Alas.”

Jia Shiwu sighed upon hearing this, “Brother Xi’s words are certainly true.”

“Tap tap tap…”

Just at that moment, footsteps were heard from outside the door, and a Gold Constable rushed in hurriedly.

“My lord, regarding the battle at Three Temple Mountain, it has been thoroughly investigated.”

“Speak.”

Xi Yuanjun said indifferently.

The Gold Constable’s forehead was covered in cold sweat as he spoke tremblingly, “The ones who fought were Universal Benefit Bodhisattva and Ghost Swordsman, and ultimately, Universal Benefit Bodhisattva was defeated by that Ghost Swordsman…”

Xi Yuanjun raised his eyebrows as if he had heard something wrong, “Say that again?”

Jia Shiwu’s movement also paused as he looked bewildered.

The Gold Constable took a deep breath and said, “Universal Benefit Bodhisattva encountered the Ghost Swordsman upon ascending the mountain and was ultimately defeated by him.”

“Ghost Swordsman!?”

Xi Yuanjun’s eyes widened, his heart greatly shaken.

“Universal Benefit Bodhisattva lost!?”

Jia Shiwu murmured.

Next to him, Jia Meixian was also stunned.

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva’s elegance still lingered in everyone’s minds, his grandmaster dignity had suppressed the peerless Sword Immortal of this era.

But now, this Universal Benefit Bodhisattva was defeated by the Ghost Swordsman, how could people not be shocked?

“It must be that Universal Benefit Bodhisattva was severely injured by Lin Yiyang.”

Xi Yuanjun stated decisively.

He also knew something about the strength of the Ghost Swordsman. If it was possible to directly defeat a grandmaster, it apparently wasn’t likely. The only possibility was that Universal Benefit Bodhisattva was injured by Lin Yiyang and then lost when he fought the Ghost Swordsman.

Nevertheless, the strength of this Ghost Swordsman was still unfathomable, possibly even on par with Lin Yiyang.

Jia Shiwu let out a heavy sigh, “That’s truly terrifying. There might be another fearsome Sword Immortal in the world now. I wonder why he conceals his identity, who he really is…”

Xi Yuanjun nodded his head, yet a trace of gloom appeared in his heart.

The Ghost Swordsman had slain two members of the Great Heavenly Gang; he was now a person wanted by the Xuanyi Guard. Such Sword Immortal experts most often came to a quiet end, or one had to wait for the Xuanyi Guard Governor to take action.

“It’s truly a troublesome autumn.”

After a long while, Xi Yuanjun sighed.

……

Outside Yu State City, within Willow Wood Villa’s bedroom.

At this moment, fragrant sandalwood smoke was rising, intoxicating the mind.

Listening carefully, one could almost hear faint music drifting out, fading gradually after a while.

On the bed lay a naked figure covered by a light gauze, which only served to make the view even more provocative, stirring primal instincts.

Indeed, it was a stunning nun.

Beside her, Qi Yun leaned on the nun’s thigh holding a white powder.

Zhenyi Sect was the national religion of Great Yan, controlling the largest elixir business in Jianghu. The countless believers rivaled the numbers of the Cao Gang; once the numbers grew, naturally not all were clean. The shameless and vile ones were naturally not worth mentioning.

“The scenery of Yu State is beautiful, and the people even more so…”

Qi Yun chuckled lightly, his hand gently sweeping away.

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard not far away.

“Put your clothes on first.”

Qi Yun’s expression suddenly changed, and he grabbed a Daoist robe lying nearby to drape across himself.

The flustered nun, with her face flushed, also hurriedly searched for her clothes.

“Creak—”

Qi Yun walked out slowly.

He immediately saw Yu Huai, the Grand True One, with his eyebrows tightly furrowed.

“Grand True One, what’s happened?”

“There’s been a major incident,” Yu Huai approached him and said, “The Ghost Swordsman has appeared.”

“Really?!”

Qi Yun’s heart leaped at this, but he then felt it strange. It clearly seemed like good news, so why did Yu Huai look so troubled?

Yu Huai took a deep breath and said, “Not long ago at the waist of Three Temple Mountain, the Ghost Swordsman defeated Universal Benefit Bodhisattva.”

“What!?”

Qi Yun felt as if struck by a bolt from the blue, “You mean the Ghost Swordsman really defeated Universal Benefit Bodhisattva?”

Yu Huai nodded, “This news came from Fa Xi Temple, there’s an eighty percent chance it’s true. After all, spreading this news has no benefits for Buddhism.”

Qi Yun was stunned.

The Ghost Swordsman had actually defeated the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva!?

Yu Huai, the Grand Reality, pondered and said, “In my opinion, we should not go looking for trouble with this Ghost Swordsman. His strength is definitely no less than Lin Yiyang’s top swordsmen. I am no match for him.”

Such terrifying strength, seeking him out would undoubtedly be a death wish. They should be thankful that the person hadn’t attacked them already.

“There is something fishy about this….”

Qi Yun clenched his fists, feeling somewhat unwilling in his heart.

Yu Huai, the Grand Reality, suggested, “I think we better head back soon. Staying here doesn’t feel right.”

If he hadn’t realized that this Ghost Swordsman might be a successor of the Daluo Sect, he could have been somewhat at ease. Now that the Ghost Swordsman is suspected to be a successor of the Daluo Sect, how could Yu Huai, the Grand Reality, not worry?!

After all, the previous Sect Leader of the Daluo Sect, Yan Shaoshan, had died at the hands of the Zhenyi Sect.

Whether this Ghost Swordsman would seek vengeance was really hard to say.

“Great Reality, don’t worry,” Qi Yun calmly said, “This matter might not be true. There could be some trickery involved, and we need to confirm it before deciding.”

“Besides, Xi Yuanjun is currently in Yu State City; he wouldn’t dare to come, right?”

If the Daluo Heart Method was within reach, he would be somewhat reluctant to give it up.

“But…..”

“Doesn’t Yu Huai, the Grand Reality, find this matter strange? You must know, during the battle at Three Temple Mountain, this Ghost Swordsman had just entered the Earth Flower Realm.”

“Alright.”

Yu Huai, the Grand Reality, nodded. His heart was filled with doubts as well.

The Ghost Swordsman was clearly in the Earth Flower Realm, so how could he possibly be a match for the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva?

Could there really be some trickery involved?

…..

Overnight, with the dissemination of news by Fa Xi Temple, the battle spread throughout Yu State City, but it had not completely fermented yet.

Until the next day, like a huge rock thrown into the vast lake, it stirred up enormous waves, and the news was even more shocking than the grand battle between Lin Yiyang and the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva.

After all, it seemed to everyone that the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva had a greater chance of winning against Lin Yiyang; even if Lin Yiyang had won, it would not have been as astonishing as the Ghost Swordsman defeating the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva.

Who was Lin Yiyang? He was the Sect Leader of the Yu Heng Sword Sect. Famous since the age of seven, he had been renowned in Jianghu for more than thirty years as one of the sword immortals, while the Ghost Swordsman was just a significant figure in Jiangnan Dao, clearly not on the same level as those giants in Jianghu.

But now, the Ghost Swordsman had defeated a grandmaster-level practitioner like the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva, which was truly unexpected.

In no time, Yu State City was bustling even more intensely than the day before.

In the inn.

“A big event happened last night,” a swordsman hurriedly came in.

“What big event? Wasn’t it the grand battle between Lin Yiyang and the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva?” a companion laughed and said, “Are you still dreaming?”

The people around also chuckled lightly.

After all, the epic battle of yesterday was something most people would only get to see once in their lifetime.

“Nonsense!”

The swordsman’s face turned red with anger, “I’ve got the latest news.”

“What news could there be? Pack up and let’s head back, yesterday was already worthwhile,” the swordsman’s companion chuckled.

“This is absolutely more terrifying than yesterday’s news, by several times no less,” said the swordsman, his voice trembling.

“How could that be!”

The people around shook their heads, thinking the swordsman had gone mad.

Could there be any news more shocking than the battle between the Universal Benefit Bodhisattva and Lin Yiyang!?

Taking a deep breath, the swordsman slowly said, “The Universal Benefit Bodhisattva encountered the Ghost Swordsman on his way back to Three Temple Mountain and was defeated by him.”

As soon as he spoke, the entire inn fell silent.

It was so quiet, one could almost hear a pin drop.

“Really? Zhang Li, don’t talk nonsense,” a companion of the swordsman swallowed hard.

The Universal Benefit Bodhisattva was a grandmaster-level practitioner.

“That must be fake…”

The people around were also full of astonishment, their eyes wide with disbelief.

With a hint of a cold smile, the swordsman said, “Of course, it’s true. This news came from Fa Xi Temple, and it’s already spreading like wildfire. Maybe you’re the only ones who don’t know yet…”

Instantly, everyone looked at each other, as if time had stopped at that moment.

Boom!

The next moment, the entire inn erupted like a volcano, bursting into an uproar.

And this was just a snapshot of somewhere in Yu State City.

The entire Yu State City was thrown into madness, with everyone discussing the matter.

This scene occurred in various places across Yu State City and even began to spread to surrounding areas.

The sky overhead was ceaselessly busy with pigeons and falcons circling, spreading news from this place all around the world without a moment’s pause.

Beyond shock, many began to grow curious and sought to uncover the identity of the Ghost Swordsman.

The fervor was even crazier than the previous day. The sudden twists and turns were beyond comprehension, even unbelievable, especially the mysterious identity of the Ghost Swordsman, which intrigued everyone.

“Why has it become noisy again so early in the morning?”

Lin Yiyang stood by the window, watching the crowd below bustling with discussions.

Qiu Wanxia was packing luggage beside him and said, “Last night, Universal Benefit Bodhisattva encountered the Ghost Swordsman and challenged him but ended up defeated.”

“I see.”

Hearing this, Lin Yiyang nodded slightly.

“You seem quite calm about it.”

Qiu Wanxia shook her head with a smile.

Ordinary people would furrow their brows and show a look of astonishment upon hearing such news, but Lin Yiyang’s expression remained unchanged.

After all, to others, he was bested by Universal Benefit Bodhisattva, and the Ghost Swordsman defeated the same, seemingly proving his inferiority to the Ghost Swordsman indirectly.

Lin Yiyang said indifferently, “Universal Benefit Bodhisattva took my sword strike head-on. Despite appearing at ease, he must have been seriously injured. That swordsman took advantage of his injury to challenge him. But what does it matter if he won?”

“Besides, in my view, Universal Benefit Bodhisattva’s strength was nothing extraordinary. Once I reach the Sixth Realm and achieve Perfection in the Three Blossoms at the Grandmaster level, I’ll need only one move.”

Qiu Wanxia smiled and asked, “So what are we doing now?”

“Heading back to the sect.”

Lin Yiyang wasn’t the least bit perturbed by the appearance of the Ghost Swordsman. In his heart, Universal Benefit Bodhisattva wasn’t that remarkable,

especially a wounded one.

And there had not been a swordsman he had admired in all the world.

“The food here in the mountains is too bad, your cooking is much tastier.”

“You’re so eager to return to the sect because of this?” Qiu Wanxia asked with a hint of laughter as she raised an eyebrow.

Lin Yiyang explained, “If I can’t get used to the food, my mood is naturally off, which affects my sword practice mood. Moreover, I have been accustomed to your cooking over these decades.”

Qiu Wanxia sighed lightly and said somewhat disappointedly, “I don’t really want to rush back. It’s been nice getting down from the mountain, and I think touring around and sightseeing would be nice too, don’t you think?”

Seeing this, Lin Yiyang quickly replied seriously, “Experiencing more of the world, expanding our horizons and hearts, is also a form of cultivation, what my junior sister says is very true.”

……

Jishi Hall, the bedroom.

A beam of sunlight slowly penetrated through the window lattice.

An Jing slowly opened his eyes, immediately feeling a splitting headache, as if it was about to explode.

“It looks like it will need at least ten days to half a month to completely recover from the injuries before I can refine that Shariputra.”

“Woosh!”

Just then, the Earth Book shone with a dazzling purple light.

“Hint: There is a purple opportunity within Liubushan Estate.”

However, his mind was still somewhat foggy at that moment, and he completely missed the purple light emitted by the Earth Book.

“Time to get up.”

An Jing rubbed his head, put on his clothes, and walked toward the front hall.

Today was another long-awaited sunny day.

Zhao Qingmei was sitting in front of the counter with a book, the gentle sunlight shining on her delicate face, lighting up her radiant beauty.

The soft sunlight and her distinctive heroic spirit on her eyebrows, along with her captivating red lips, hosted a rare combination of qualities in one person.

It was like a long-sealed moment in time was gently opened once again.

It was heart-stirringly beautiful.

“Husband, you woke up?”

Hearing the footsteps, Zhao Qingmei looked up and smiled.

“Yes, I slept extremely well.” An Jing stretched his arms and looked towards the door, “Why is this small teahouse so bustling today?”

Little Black lazily sunbathed by the door. Hearing the noise, it glanced at An Jing, slowly stood up, shook its fur, and lay down more comfortably elsewhere.

Seeing this, An Jing couldn’t help but feel a bit envious.

He wondered how many people dreamed of having Little Black’s life.

“It seems something big happened,” Zhao Qingmei said with a smile. “Tan Yun went to the neighboring tea house early this morning. Apparently, a new storyteller has arrived.”

“Oh?”

An Jing’s interest was piqued, “Then I must go and listen.”

Tan Yun usually disliked storytelling, so what made her so eager this time?

“Wait.”

Zhao Qingmei grabbed An Jing, “Have breakfast first.”

“I’m not eating, I’m not hungry at all now.”

An Jing laughed.

“Brother.”

Zhao Qingmei walked forward, her finger gently touched An Jing’s chest and tapped, “I spent an hour making old hen soup, are you sure you don’t want to eat?”

Upon hearing this, An Jing quickly said, “Then let’s eat this old hen before we go.”

Old hen, that’s a good thing, and what’s more, it was cooked by the lady for an hour.

Thinking this, An Jing hurried to the kitchen, opening the pot lid with anticipation.

But he saw that the iron pot was completely empty.

Not a drop of chicken soup was left.

“Huh, where’s the chicken soup?”

An Jing picked up the ladle and stirred.

Seeing this, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

“Woof! Woof!”

Just then, Little Blackie ran over, placing his front paws on An Jing’s legs, continuously sticking out his tongue.

“Did Tan Yun drink my chicken soup?”

An Jing picked up Little Blackie in one go.

That was the chicken soup Zhao Qingmei had taken two hours to lovingly prepare, and he hadn’t had a single drop.

“Woof! Woof!”

Little Blackie blinked his innocent large eyes.

“Come on, let’s settle the score.”

Seeing this, An Jing quickly walked out of the hall.

“Husband, aren’t you going to have the chicken soup?”

Zhao Qingmei asked in confusion.

“I’m going to settle the score with Tan Yun first.”

Having said that, An Jing headed straight for the nearby teahouse.

“Settle the score?”

Zhao Qingmei heard and was immediately puzzled.

Inside the bustling Dachong Teahouse, it was lively and noisy.

Upon seeing An Jing, the teahouse waiter immediately smiled and said, “Doctor An, are you here to listen to the storytelling today? You’re in luck; today is going to be interesting and exciting…”

“Waiter, bring more tea,” a clear voice called out.

The waiter no longer spoke, quickly picking up the teapot and walking over.

At that moment on the stage, a storyteller was vividly narrating, holding a “bang” block.

“Snap!”

A crisp sound rang out, astonishing everyone seated—apparently reaching a critical point.

“This swordsman, ah, his sword moves are tricky and exquisitely peerless. As Liu Qingshan’s Qingyang Palm Seal struck, you saw him throw his longsword, guess what happened?”

Someone picked up a teacup, pausing even in their movements as they listened.

All present were holding their breaths, silent, as if visualizing the scene in their minds.

An Jing was somewhat puzzled.

The storyteller sneered, then continued, “You saw the flying sword transform into a streak of light, piercing the light of the great hall like a falling star, directly penetrating Liu Qingshan’s palm seal and slicing Liu Qingshan’s palm. Then, leaping forth in a dashing escape, leaving behind only the sound of dripping blood in the great hall.”

“Ssss—!”

The people in the teahouse all gasped in shock.

An Jing then realized, the storyteller was recounting the scene of his great battle with Liu Qingshan in Reincarnation Hall; no wonder it sounded familiar.

At this moment, in a corner, a little maid in a red cotton jacket was sitting with her legs crossed, holding sunflower seeds in her hand, listening intently. Seeing the storyteller pause, she quickly stood up and said, “What happened next? Come on, tell us, don’t keep us in suspense.”

“Yeah, keep talking.”

“What happened next?”

……

An Jing slowly walked over and coughed lightly.

“Cough cough!”

Hearing this, Tan Yun turned and could not help but laugh, “Son-in-law, why did you sleep until the sun was three rods high today? Didn’t you used to teach me that the early bird catches the worm….”