Chapter 65

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After a short while, a narrow valley appeared before them.

Unlike the misty peaks of Qianzhang, the valley was lush with green grass and trees, and the weather was pleasant.

On the open ground in the valley, over a dozen male and female cultivators stood, most wearing masks, and in groups of two or three, looking around. They were likely disciples of Guxian Mountain, and there seemed to be no senior experts among them.

Wujiao followed Liu'er and her senior brother, walking along the winding mountain path to this valley behind the mountain.

From the conversation between Liu'er and her senior brother, Wujiao learned that the peak they were on was one of the surrounding peaks of the valley, and due to its secluded location, it had become a place for disciples to cultivate in peace.

The main gate of Guxian Mountain was still a hundred miles to the north, and the Canglong Valley they were heading to was 150 miles to the southeast. Disciples from various halls and peaks gathered there, and at the third hour of noon, the one-year-long cultivation would begin. The opportunities and dangers were unpredictable, and only those who were not afraid of danger could complete the training and gain something.

Moreover, it was said that although Canglong Valley was only a hundred miles away, it had a different world due to the power of the sages, and its size was unknown. After a year, when Canglong Valley closed, if someone couldn't get out, their fate would be uncertain.

Liu'er's senior brother was named Huang Qi, and on the way down the mountain, he took the opportunity to flatter Liu'er. Liu'er, with a radiant expression, blushed and scolded him, but she didn't forget the other senior brother behind her, always looking at him affectionately and shyly. She, a woman, seemed to enjoy maneuvering between the two men.

Wujiao slowly moved forward in the valley, following Liu'er and her senior brother toward the crowd a hundred paces away. The closer he got, the slower his steps became, and then he turned and wandered off on his own. In an instant, a voice called out from behind—

"Senior Brother..."

"Liu'er, I'm here with you..."

"Don't bother me, I'm waiting for Senior Brother Tiancheng. He's been silent on the way, maybe he's unhappy..."

"Hmph! Why bother with him..."

Regardless of Liu'er's character, at least she was a woman who understood men's thoughts. However, she misunderstood this time.

"Ah... Junior Sister, I'll be back in a moment, see you later!"

Wujiao didn't look back, waved his hand, and quickened his pace, heading northwest along the valley.

Liu'er wanted to call out again, but several fellow disciples saw the opportunity and came over, leaving her no time to think. She then smiled and chatted with Huang Qi and the others. Glancing at Wujiao's departing back, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Senior Brother Tiancheng seemed like a different person. Even if he was trying to hide it, he shouldn't leave at this moment...

Wujiao walked dozens of paces without anyone calling out or blocking him, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, continuing to quicken his pace.

He was just stalling with Liu'er. Whether he was a fake senior brother or a fake disciple, it wasn't easy, and if he continued to tangle, he might be exposed. Besides, he had no interest in Canglong Valley and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

In a moment, he was hundreds of paces away.

There was a dense forest near the valley entrance. If he hid in it, he might find another way out.

Wujiao hurried forward, almost reaching the forest.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed through the valley entrance, paused for a moment, and revealed the figure of an old man, who sternly shouted, "The disciples of Huanglong Valley are about to set off, get back here now!"

Wujiao was startled and didn't dare to make a sound, hurriedly bowing his head and putting on a meek and obedient look.

This was Huanglong Valley of Guxian Mountain?

The old man snorted coldly and flew directly over his head from a few dozen feet high. The sharp sword light, the invisible might, and the faint whistling sound made him shrink his head and secretly groan.

He thought the valley only had a group of ordinary cultivators, but the senior experts were late and made their grand entrance. Now that his whereabouts had been discovered by the old man, what should he do? If he left again, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Sigh, let's just go with the flow!

Wujiao sighed and turned around, returning the way he came. From a distance, Liu'er in the crowd waved to him. He ignored the affectionate woman and remained preoccupied.

The old man, an elder of Huanglong Valley named Zheng Su, ordered the departure. With a flash of light, a giant sword, about forty to fifty feet long and five to six feet wide, appeared on the ground. The disciples boarded the giant sword one after another, like boarding a boat, looking quite stable.

Wujiao followed the crowd onto the giant sword, and before he could steady himself, Liu'er had already come over, poking his palm lightly with her finger, then pretending nothing had happened, she moved a few steps away and exchanged glances with Huang Qi and a few other senior brothers, looking ambiguous.

The old man, Elder Zheng, stood at the tip of the giant sword, didn't delay, and cast a spell. The giant sword slowly rose into the air, carrying everyone toward the southeast.

Wujiao stood in the crowd, looking around through his mask.

The giant sword was just a larger version of the old man's flying sword, capable of carrying more people. There was a layer of light around it, possibly due to an array. Inside, it was comfortable, free from the jolts and cold.

There were eighteen disciples of Huanglong Valley on the giant sword, including himself. Although most were covered by the Golden Crystal Mask, he could still guess their general strength. Huang Qi and a few middle-aged disciples were likely the strongest, and the rest were all experts above the fifth level of the Feathered Immortal. Even the fake junior sister had a cultivation level of fifth or sixth.

Wujiao's gaze fell on Liu'er, and he couldn't help but adjust his mask, feeling guilty.

In the past year, he had experienced much. His perspective and insight were vastly different from when he first arrived at Lingxia Mountain. The path ahead was increasingly dangerous and unpredictable. Just like this time, he had once again infiltrated a sect. Ignoring the bizarre and strange, it was like riding a tiger and couldn't be stopped, and there was nothing he could do...

Liu'er seemed to sense something and quietly moved closer, her movements intimate and ambiguous. The strong fragrance from her body made him think of all sorts of things.

Wujiao's mind suddenly wavered, and he waved his sleeve. But the scent was so strong that it wouldn't dissipate. Seeing Huang Qi's envious eyes nearby, he gave up, smiled, and turned his head, lost in thought.

This long robe he hastily put on was light and comfortable, but he hadn't noticed it at the time. Now, it seemed to have some mystery...

Canglong Valley was 150 miles away, and it would take only a moment to reach by flying sword.

Wujiao was still lost in thought when the giant sword slowly landed on a hillside. He followed the crowd, his feet touching the ground, and his heart sank.

This was a wide valley, surrounded by towering peaks. A few miles ahead was a row of thousand-foot cliffs, lush and misty, looking mysterious and unpredictable. A few cultivators were guarding the foot of the mountain, each with a mysterious and powerful aura.

Could this be the location of Canglong Valley?

Not far away, hundreds of masked cultivators had already gathered on the grass. Perhaps due to the large number of cultivators, an indescribable might permeated the valley.

In this situation, there was no way to leave. If anything unexpected happened, he could only blame his bad luck.

So, did he really have to go to Canglong Valley?

I'm just a refugee being pursued. If I stay in Canglong Valley for a year, not only is the future unpredictable and dangerous, but I will eventually be exposed. If I confess and say I got lost, and then leave, will they let me go? Infiltrating a sect and impersonating someone, even injuring He Tiancheng, the consequences would be unimaginable...

Wujiao stood there for a moment, his eyes full of bitterness. After a while, he shrugged.

Since it has come to this, let's just go with the flow. Who knew he had such a connection with the sect? Leaving Lingxia Mountain and then coming to Guxian Mountain, when luck comes, it can't be stopped...

Liu'er walked up and whispered, "Senior Brother Tiancheng, don't forget our agreement!"

Huang Qi stayed close, "Junior Sister, I will protect you!"

"Canglong Valley is vast and dangerous, and it's hard to meet. With the disciples from other peaks having ulterior motives, I am helpless..."

"Junior Sister, don't worry! We can meet at Longji Beach and then travel together!"

"Okay! That sounds good..."

Seeing the two people exchanging glances, Wujiao couldn't bear it and suddenly interjected, "With me here, Junior Sister, why do you need to rely on others? I will wait for you at Longji Beach, oh..." He suddenly remembered something and anxiously said, "Where is Longji Beach? I forgot. Junior Sister, please tell me..."

Huang Qi didn't think much and took the opportunity to mock, "Junior Sister, see? He's just stalling you."

Liu'er asked curiously, "Everyone participating in this trip has a Golden Crystal Mask and a map. The map contains details of Canglong Valley and relevant taboos. Senior Brother, how could you forget?"

Wujiao was slightly stunned and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Hehe, look at my memory!"

He shrugged and turned around as if nothing had happened.

Liu'er hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Senior Brother, I remember you mentioned that you lost the map a few days ago. Have you found it yet?"

Wujiao didn't turn around, mumbling a response.

Liu'er didn't ask further, but her eyes were more suspicious.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the foot of the mountain. In the cliffs, a dark, several-zhang-wide cave suddenly opened, filled with mist, looking mysterious.

An old man stepped onto his flying sword and flew to the middle of the valley, shouting, "The Dragon Tail will open for half an hour and then close. It will open again for ten days after a year. Disciples from all peaks, do your best. The first to leave the valley will be rewarded by the sect. Enter the valley now..."

At the command, hundreds of cultivators in the valley moved forward one after another.

The disciples of Huanglong Valley, led by Elder Zheng, crossed the valley. Wujiao was forced to follow the crowd.

In a moment, the cliffs were close.

The cave entrance, several zhang above the ground, was embedded in the cliff, like a masterpiece of nature, surrounded by a faint white light, and filled with mysterious mist. The early-arriving disciples jumped and flew into it, disappearing instantly. When it was the turn of the Huanglong Valley disciples, they rushed forward. Even Liu'er, who had been with her Senior Brother Tiancheng, disappeared in a blink. Wujiao looked at the bright sky, glanced at the senior experts guarding the valley, and spat out, flying forward...

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