Chapter 60

Jun Wuming stood at the entrance of the classroom, took a deep breath, and tightly held the letter with secrets that his mother had given him. The shameless old turtle was leisurely swimming in the pond, and this unscrupulous old turtle always considered himself Jun Wuming's steward and future prime minister, but he was full of wickedness, gradually turning more and more corrupt, and most of the credit for this belonged to him.

Hearing Jun Wuming's call, a flash of green light appeared, and the water rippled.

It seemed as if a series of water bridges instantly formed between the pond and the land, and a huge turtle with a small tuft of red hair on its head ran over, its short legs moving quickly, the green shell gleaming with jade light, and a sly smile on its face, saying in a despicable manner, "Lord Jun, this can't be blamed on me. I only teach Miss You You the ways of being a demon; I didn't teach her to steal, kidnap, or deceive. This is all due to Miss You You's high natural insight and her own understanding!"

The large black snake looked at the despicable red-haired turtle with disdain. For the turtle, whether it was the red-haired turtle in front of him or the green-haired turtle, he always despised them, finding them too despicable, too low, and repulsive! Not only were they ugly, but they were also so dirty, unlike the adorable and upright python clan.

Ignoring Heifeng's "deep thoughts,"

Jun Wuming was somewhat at a loss as he looked at the red-haired turtle in front of him.

With a green jade shell, short legs, and a comical expression, it was hard to associate this with a turtle.

This turtle was a brother of Wu Zhantian, named Wu Qitian. The red-haired turtle had a personality opposite to Wu Zhantian's; Wu Zhantian was naturally belligerent, while Wu Qitian was extremely cunning.

Initially, because of his long-term seclusion for cultivation, and You You being young and active, he carelessly entrusted You You to the red-haired turtle, who had sworn to take care of her, which led to You You's unruly nature.

Feeling helpless, he simply ignored the clownish turtle and snake. He waved his sleeve, took You You into his sleeve, and gently walked into the manor.

The manor was quiet and elegant. The maids were currently sweeping the accumulated snow in the estate.

Walking past the pavilions and corridors, it was unusually cold and quiet. Jun Wuming was long accustomed to living alone, sitting in meditation, practicing magic, and nurturing his spirit, without thoughts or delusions, sensing the most profound meanings of nature, following the laws of heaven and nature.

Gently walking over the stone bridge, the opposite estate was silent, with large areas of accumulated snow, but no one was cleaning it.

The somewhat honest, enthusiastic, and straightforward giant had been sent away by Lin Hong three years ago, supposedly to a major sect in the southern continent for cultivation. At that time, Jun Wuming was in seclusion and could not see him off, which left him regretful to this day.

Shaking his head slightly, Jun Wuming sighed softly.

Cultivation has no time, and the path of cultivation is fraught with danger. It was unknown whether he would ever see that honest and kind, rugged youth again.

Sighing inwardly, his somewhat thin figure gradually disappeared into the snow, feeling even more lonely and cold.

It seemed as if his entire figure had merged with the snowy landscape, cold and clear like ice, lonely like snow!

Jun Qing had fallen!

Ultimately, his foundation was too shallow. The green light rained down with boundless power, and the slightly elegant figure of the old man in green only struggled a few times in the heavenly backlash of the Yin Spirit Tribulation before being struck down by a dark force from the heavens, turning into ashes scattered over the Peach Mountain Range.

His gaze was deep like water, his sleeves slightly revealed, and his figure suddenly rose. A dark long sword flew from his hand. His jade-like hand lightly shook, and several sword lights flew like cold plum blossoms, emitting powerful energy, drawing starlight to form several huge ancient star phenomena. He softly recited:

"Rising from the void, the vast Kunlun, witnessing all the vicissitudes of the world.

Three million jade dragons rise, stirring the heavens to a bone-chilling cold.

In summer, they melt, rivers overflow, and people may become fish or turtles.

The merits and demerits of a thousand years, who has ever evaluated them?

Now I say to Kunlun: don't be so high, don't have so much snow.

How can I draw a celestial sword and cut you into three pieces?

One piece for the clear, one for the jade, one for the mountain.

In a world of great contention, the ancient times share the same cold and heat."

The sword light flickered, the long sword danced, and boundless sword energy tore through the sky, piercing the heavens, with an overwhelming might that could not be shaken, and a faint, clear light that seemed to have ancient stars being born and dying in the sword light, forming a vast and solemn momentum, suppressing everything the sword light reached.

Suddenly, Jun Wuming's heart moved, and he turned his palm, the sword tip suddenly stopping, and he instantly thrust it out. An incomparable, invisible sword energy instantly shot towards the rockery behind!

"Bang, bang"

The sound of rocks exploding echoed continuously!

Large pieces of rock were cut off, and a green figure flew out from behind the rock, the jade-like figure spinning, layers of water lily petals falling, the invisible energy dissipating. She wore a delicate dress, gentle and graceful, with a warm smile on her forehead, warming the heart.

Looking at the graceful green-clad girl slowly descending from the air, Jun Wuming was momentarily stunned, then quickly reacted, laughing loudly, "Sister Bi, it's you."

"Of course, it's me!"

She gave Jun Wuming a playful glare, smiling, her clear and beautiful appearance adding much to the snowy ground.

She turned her long sword, sheathed it, and walked forward, welcoming the green-clad girl into the pavilion.

The green-clad girl was Lin Xiuer's sister, Lin Bi'er. Compared to Lin Xiuer's mischievousness, Lin Bi'er was exceptionally gentle. Her dignified and beautiful face seemed to have gentleness infused into her bones.

Looking at the clear and beautiful girl in front of him, Jun Wuming smiled warmly. The girl looked gentle and spoke in a way that made his heart醉warm. Every time he saw her, it felt as if the cold in his heart was dispelled by a warm current.

The gentle girl smiled, gently looking at the delicate young man in front of her. The young man had lost the arrogance and loneliness he had in the pavilion, appearing like a refined cultivator, gentle and polite, with a commanding presence.

"Sister Bi never visits without a reason. This time, there must be something important. What is it that Aunt wants to tell me?"

Looking at the clear and beautiful girl, Jun Wuming pondered inwardly, but his face remained smiling, stepping aside to welcome the green-clad girl into the hall.

"Sister Bi, it's cold outside. Let's go inside and warm up." He then instructed the maids to prepare a warm stove and led Lin Bi'er to the hall.

Outside, the snow was falling heavily, while inside the hall, it was warm and cozy.

...

After sending Lin Bi'er away, the moon was high in the sky, the moonlight as cool as water. Despite Jun Wuming's efforts to persuade her to stay, Lin Bi'er insisted on leaving. Jun Wuming, feeling helpless, had to see her off.

The snow night was cold and clear, and walking slowly through the snowy forest had a unique charm. Savoring the moment, a faint warmth rose in his heart.

Suddenly, Jun Wuming's ears perked up, hearing the sound of clothes rustling through the air. Someone was still running around on the mountain at this time. His mind racing, he lightly stepped, his figure flashing, and he hid on a silver pine tree covered in snow.

"Whoosh, whoosh"

The sound of clothes rustling through the air was somewhat jarring in the quiet snow-covered mountain.

Two black figures, one in front and one behind, quickly passed by the tree, darting through the forest.

Seeing this, Jun Wuming thought for a moment and decided to follow. His figure turned into light, silently blending into the night, trailing behind the two black figures.

The three figures, one in front and two behind, rapidly flew through the forest. The further they went, the more puzzled Jun Wuming became. Who were these two people, both in black and masked, heading deep into the Peach Mountain Range?

Continuing to follow, they eventually stopped at a hidden valley.

Suddenly, the two figures in front stopped, and one of them turned around and said, "Come out, the brother behind us!"

Jun Wuming's heart skipped a beat, quickly hiding and holding his breath. The other black figure also turned around and said, "Don't hide, your aura can't be concealed. Come out!"

Jun Wuming's heart raced. Had he really been exposed? Then he heard the black figure in front say sharply, "If you don't come out, I'll attack!"

Before he could finish speaking, the figure behind gathered his power, and a long sword appeared in his hand, the blade gleaming with a cold light, chilling to the bone.

Hesitating, Jun Wuming's eyes darted around, remaining hidden, closely watching the two figures, without making a sound.

In the tension, the figure in front suddenly moved, stepping in front of the one behind and frowning, "Alright, no one! What's the urgent matter that you had to contact me? Didn't I tell you not to contact me unless it was important?"

The figure in front had a stern look by the end of his words.

Jun Wuming's heart moved. It was a trick. He continued to hide, listening as the figure behind said in a deep voice, "I contacted you because it's important!"

"Oh, what's so urgent?" The tall, thin black figure was unconvinced, looking at the slightly shorter, fatter black figure with a knife with a sideways glance.

"The king's command, Red Cloak Messenger, listen!" The shorter, fatter black figure was indifferent to the tall, thin black figure's attitude, speaking firmly.

The tall, thin black figure was stunned, immediately bowing, "Red Cloak Messenger receives the command!"

The shorter, fatter black figure remained indifferent, pointing a black light at the forehead of the bowing tall, thin black figure.

"Red Cloak Messenger?"

Jun Wuming's heart sank. Telepathic communication? This would mean his mission was in vain! These two were clearly spies from an external force, and this secret mission was suspicious, possibly planning something. Jun Wuming remained calm, continuing to observe.

The tall, thin black figure received the message, understanding it. He lowered his eyes and said, "I understand. Please convey to the king that the Red Cloak will complete the mission at all costs!"

"I will."

After their discussion, the two figures left in different directions, being very cautious. Jun Wuming sneered inwardly, choosing to follow the shorter, fatter black figure.

First, this shorter, fatter black figure was of lower cultivation, making it easier to follow without being noticed. Second, as a messenger, he likely had more information. Of course, Jun Wuming would not let the other black figure go easily, quietly calling You You to carefully follow. You You's stealth skills far surpassed his, with the snake clan's supreme concealment technique, the Heavenly Snake Breath, not just a name.

Although You You was still young and of low cultivation, tracking a third-stage cultivator was more than enough.

Hiding and following, the shorter, fatter black figure was very cunning, leading Jun Wuming in circles in the forest for most of the night, only heading in one direction just before dawn.

In a corner, the shorter, fatter black figure changed out of his night clothes. Jun Wuming rubbed his eyes, looking at the large, smiling figure in front of him, suddenly shocked! He had used bone-shrinking techniques to change his appearance, making himself appear shorter!

Watching the fat figure walk into the mansion, Jun Wuming smiled faintly, truly a clever move!

Seeing the fat figure walk into the mansion, he smiled, not returning to the manor, but continuing to follow him to the Spring Hall, thinking his aunt would be interested in this!