Chapter 40

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As the sword light fell, the valley where Yujing was located suddenly became much quieter.

At this moment, the old man with a face full of wrinkles appeared just in time, raising his hand to the newcomers and saying, "Yujing Peak steward Xuan Ji, greetings to all Daoist brothers!" Behind him followed five stewards, including Ge Qi.

At this time, nearly a hundred cultivators had gathered in the valley, along with three or forty disciples of Yujing Peak, making it quite a lively scene. However, most people looked uneasy, and even Ziyun, Yezi, and other female cultivators were silently observing with grave expressions.

Wujiao stood behind Ziyun, feeling somewhat at a loss. Looking at her slender and charming figure, he couldn't help but be entranced and found it hard to move his feet.

Someone whispered, "Junior Brother Wu, you actually know the high-ranking feathered immortal on the mountain, and even a fairy-like figure, tsk tsk..."

It turned out that Zong Bao was shaking his head in admiration, with no small amount of envy in his words.

Wujiao nodded solemnly, but he saw that Luo Shan had already forgotten his bruised face, staring straight ahead with a dazed look. He quickly waved his hand and whispered, "Little kid, don't look at what you shouldn't!" He then saw Tian Xiaqing nearby, with a composed expression and a suspicious gaze. He couldn't help but puff out his chest and swagger forward a few steps, already standing beside Yezi, acting as if they were familiar. He casually asked, "Sister Ye! What happened at Ling Mountain?"

"Phew! Who is your sister?"

Yezi seemed startled, glaring with almond eyes, spitting, and stepping aside. She reached out to hold Ziyun's arm and pouted, "Sister, that person only needs a little color to start a dye shop, truly shameless..."

Ziyun softly said, "This is no small matter, let's wait a moment!"

Wujiao immediately felt awkward, unable to hide his unease.

Just then, Zong Bao and Luo Shan were smiling with evasive eyes, each with their own mysterious intentions; Tian Xiaqing cast a disdainful glance, her contempt clear.

Wujiao scratched his head, pretending nothing was wrong, but inwardly he was fuming and consoling himself.

That girl is no different from the other cultivators, all looking down on people. Who is shameless? Definitely not me.

I came from afar, not to move heaven and earth, but at least with sincere feelings! Why does Ziyun ignore me and treat me so coldly? Is it the shyness and surprise of an unexpected reunion, or is it her cold exterior and warm interior?

Wujiao looked at the figure close by, and a faint, intoxicating fragrance seemed to waft to his nose. The dejection he felt just a moment ago vanished. He smiled and raised his hand, thanking, "Miss Ziyun, I must thank you for your immortal pill..."

Ziyun was still focused, frowning slightly at the sound of his voice, "My immortal pill?"

Wujiao finally received a response, his spirits soaring. He quickly said, "Yes, yes! It was your immortal pill that helped me strengthen my body and get through many difficulties..."

Ziyun fell silent, looking at him with a hint of doubt.

Yezi giggled, "Hehe! Didn't Sister ask me to compensate for her? So I gave him a beauty pill, but he mistook it for an immortal pill..." She paused, turning her head, her round face suddenly stern, and she lightly scolded, "You pretentious scholar, listen up! My sister kept you on Yujing Peak and gave you a beauty pill, which is enough to settle the past grievances. If you continue to shamelessly纠缠, I will throw you off the mountain, hmpf!"

Ziyun pulled Yezi forward two steps, indicating, "The cause and effect are settled, no need for more words. Let's see how the seniors handle the many disciples..."

Yezi obediently responded but still threw a fierce glare. Her appearance was charming, not at all frightening, but the disdain and contempt in her expression were evident.

Wujiao stood there, dazed for a long time.

The immortal pill he treasured turned out to be a beauty pill. As the name suggests, it's a pill for women to maintain their beauty! No need to think much, Yezi was deliberately playing a trick on him! And the phrase "the cause and effect are settled" clearly came from Ziyun's mouth. Could it be that she doesn't take me seriously at all? It can't be...

Wujiao looked like he had been hit by frost, completely wilted.

Ziyun, I fell in love with you at first sight, as heaven and earth can attest! Are you disdainful of my mortal status, or do you have someone else in your heart? In my view, mortals are quite good, at least they don't have to meditate and cultivate, and life is much more interesting. Could it be that you really have someone else in your heart? Who is it, let him step forward and show himself, hmpf...

On the slope near the houses, five foundation-establishing Daoists gathered. Besides Yujing Peak's steward Xuan Ji, two of the newly arrived were not strangers, but the previously seen hall steward Xuan Shui and the Cloud Water Hall steward Xuan Yu. The remaining two were middle-aged men, both dressed in black. The five seemed to be discussing something, and there appeared to be an argument. Ge Qi, Mu Shen, and others stood nearby, each with a respectful expression.

At the same time, over a dozen cultivators came out from the houses on one side of the valley. Among them, a sturdy man with a sword case on his back was particularly noticeable, as well as a man and a woman behind him...

Wujiao saw clearly and quickly waved to signal.

Ha ha, it turned out to be the long-missed Gu Li, Taozi, and Hongnü. Now, it was a reunion of old friends, truly a cause for joy.

Gu Li followed the crowd into the valley, looking around. He saw a ragged figure about ten yards away, waving his hands and smiling with excitement. He was slightly taken aback but only nodded slightly, then stopped and turned to walk towards the nearby crowd. Taozi and Hongnü, who followed, glanced from a distance and then both lowered their heads to avoid him.

Wujiao's arm hung in mid-air, and he looked around.

Zong Bao, Luo Shan, Tian Xiaqing, and the Yujing Peak disciples nearby were all looking at him, as if examining a monster, each with an ambiguous expression. Even Ziyun and Yezi seemed to be startled and cast a faint glance.

Wujiao reluctantly put down his arm and smiled self-mockingly.

People, no matter when or where, always distinguish between close and distant, or between high and low. I thought only the secular world was like this, but it turns out that it's even more so on Ling Mountain. Is it interesting?

At this moment, the slope suddenly echoed with the sound of an argument.

The old man named Xuan Shui sternly shouted, "The disagreement among the elders has nothing to do with the disciples. The disciples of Elders Miaomin, Miaoyin, and Miaoyan, quickly return..."

Before he finished, someone interrupted, "Brother Xuan Shui, I cannot agree!"

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a goatee, looking quite refined, who continued, "The elders are not just in disagreement but are already dueling on Zixia Peak. If there is a winner or loser, it will inevitably affect their disciples. In my opinion, it's better to let the juniors avoid the conflict in time!"

Xuan Shui shouted, "Xuan Li, do you dare to disobey?"

Before Xuan Li could respond, a yellow-faced middle-aged man said discontentedly, "Brother Xuan Shui, we are all stewards, how can you force us like this..."

"Bang—"

Before the man could finish, Xuan Shui raised his hand and launched a sword light. At such close range, there was no time to react, and the man's waist was instantly pierced by the sword light, causing him to scream and fly backward. Xuan Shui, not letting up, shouted, "Xuan Cheng, don't run..."

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he stepped on a flying sword, instantly rising and grabbing Xuan Cheng. Seeing his bloodied companion, he turned back in anger, "Xuan Shui! You dare to ambush, despicable..." He flicked his sleeve, and another sword light whistled out, forming a fierce defensive formation.

Xuan Shui also stepped on a sword light and rose into the air, shouting, "Those who incite disciples and disrupt the immortal sect should be punished! You two, come with me to Zixia Peak to confess and accept punishment, what are you waiting for!"

Xuan Cheng, held in Xuan Li's arms, was severely injured and on the verge of death. Seeing Xuan Shui's threat, he spat out a mouthful of blood and weakly said, "Xuan Shui, if you kill so easily, how can the disciples of the three elders be spared..."

Xuan Shui did not allow any argument, urging his sword light forward and ordering, "Xuan Ji, come with me to capture them. Xuan Yu, escort the disciples back to the mountain for punishment..."

Xuan Li, holding the severely injured Xuan Cheng, had no heart for battle and feared being surrounded, so he quickly stepped on a sword light and fled.

Xuan Shui, with his killing intent undiminished, pursued closely.

Yujing Peak's steward Xuan Ji hesitated for a moment before reluctantly stepping on a sword and slowly following.

In the blink of an eye, the flashing sword light and the terrifying killing intent had vanished into the distance. The valley fell into a deathly silence. Whether it was the Yujing Peak disciples or the many cultivators present, all held their breath, not daring to breathe.

Wujiao was also dazzled, secretly amazed.

It seems that those Xuan-named Daoists belong to different elders. Cultivators really show no mercy, even to their own sect. They don't hesitate to kill each other! The flying swords are swift and decisive. From this, it's not hard to guess that the many disciples will inevitably suffer!

At this moment, a man in his twenties or thirties walked to a high point on the slope and shouted, "All disciples present, return via the teleportation array. Those who dare to disobey will be punished for defiance!"

That was the only remaining foundation-establishing Daoist, Xuan Yu. As his unyielding voice echoed, the crowd looked at each other hesitantly. His face darkened, and he raised his hand, launching a sword light.

A man in his thirties or forties, who was still looking around, suddenly noticed it was too late to dodge. He was about to beg for mercy when he was split in two with a "puchi." Blood and flesh flew, and cries of alarm echoed around.

Xuan Yu raised his hand again, and a three-foot-long sword light circled above the crowd, spreading a fierce aura. The entire valley was enveloped in a killing intent. He curled his lips and coldly shouted, "Who else wants to test the law?"

Most of the cultivators present were already scared into silence, and no one dared to challenge the authority of the foundation-establishing Daoist. They moved hesitantly, heading back, but their expressions were dejected and they sighed.

The elders' duel is not a big deal, but once there is a winner or loser, they will inevitably clean house, and the fate of the related disciples is clear. What can the juniors do in this situation!

However, the Yujing Peak disciples became mere spectators.

Wujiao observed Gu Li, Taozi, and Hongnü from a distance, shaking his head. Although the three were flustered, they were much more relaxed compared to others. Perhaps it had something to do with their masters, but he didn't know who their masters were.

During the chaos in the immortal sect, having a good master means having a good support. For example, a certain opportunistic and cunning bad guy...

Wujiao's eyelids suddenly twitched, and he quickly focused his gaze.

He saw Mu Shen had already approached Xuan Yu, whispering with a fawning expression. In an instant, both of them looked in his direction...

Wujiao felt a sense of foreboding and turned to leave. Not far away, he heard the sisters' conversation—

"Sister! We are disciples of Uncle Miaomin. It seems he is in a disadvantageous position. If we return, won't we be at their mercy..."

"Alas! Yujing Peak is surrounded by cliffs with no way out. We can only leave it to fate. If anything happens, we can only die..."

Wujiao quickly said, "Don't worry, I have a place to go!" Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotia.net

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