Free Web NovelAt 10:08 PM, Da Chunyang Palace.
The night was deep, and the moonlight, filtering through the clouds, poured down on the undulating mountains, accompanied by the mountain mist, spreading like green smoke.
It spread over the cliffs, dense tree canopies, and ancient-style buildings, staining everything with a touch of coolness. In the distance, the faint sound of the Zhenshan Divine Beast swimming across the water under the moonlight could be heard.
By this time, hardly any disciples could be seen within Da Chunyang Palace. On the mountain path behind Chi Li Hall, the illuminating stone lanterns emitted a dim yellow light, forming a line leading to the back mountain.
Fu Xinyi walked up the steps along the quiet and peaceful mountain path, occasionally looking back nervously.
After a long while, she reached the mountaintop and stopped beside a broken cliff near the back mountain. She carefully took out the Paper Cicada Immortal from her Pregnant and threw it forcefully into the abyss of the cliff.
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Earlier, after being attacked by the Paper Cicada Immortal in Qing Hui Hall, and harboring suspicions about Lu Yibei's identity, she did not follow Lu Yibei's instructions to throw the Paper Cicada Immortal away somewhere deserted. Instead, she temporarily kept the Paper Cicada Immortal and immediately contacted her Master.
In her opinion, if Lu Yibei was indeed a thief impersonating the Sect Leader's Senior sister, then the Paper Cicada Immortal in her hand might become a clue and evidence for tracking the thief.
However, when she told Qingxia Zi everything, she waited anxiously for a long time, only to receive an unexpected answer.
Qingxia Zi told her, "The Sect Leader didn't say that Senior Jue Jue Zi is his Senior sister, nor did he say she isn't. But after I told the Sect Leader about the situation, he actually became flushed and slightly trembled with excitement. He also told me to instruct you to treat Senior Jue Jue Zi with courtesy the next time you meet her."
"Presumably, even if Senior Jue Jue Zi is not the Sect Leader's Senior sister, her relationship with the Sect Leader is likely not shallow. Xin Yi, she is a figure from the same era as the Sect Leader. The next time you meet her, you must learn and seek guidance from her. This is an opportunity that many people can only dream of!"
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Just like that, the impostor, without Fu Xinyi's awareness, turned into Senior Jue Jue Zi, and the Paper Cicada Immortal she had originally intended to use as a clue and evidence became a hot potato. After seeing off her Master, she rushed to the back mountain without stopping.
Watching the Paper Cicada Immortal arc through the air, continuously falling until it became a white dot, and finally being swallowed by the clouds and disappearing from sight, she let out a long sigh of relief.
"Whoosh—!"
If you were to ask where in our Da Chunyang Palace is the most remote and has the fewest people, it would definitely be the back mountain.
Throwing the Paper Cicada Immortal here can be considered fulfilling the Senior's Entrust, right?
The next time I meet Senior Jue Jue Zi, I'll just ask her a little about her cultivation methods!
Fu Xinyi thought, stretched, and turned around happily, walking leisurely down the mountain path towards Qing Hui Hall.
A long night, why sleep?!
It was still early; she had to rush back to Qing Hui Hall to continue studying.
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Shortly after Fu Xinyi turned and left, below the cliff, a palm-sized white figure, like a ghost, flew up along the steep mountain wall, climbing up in the blink of an eye. freēwēbnovel.com
With a soft whoosh, a pale little paper figure landed steadily on the open space beside the cliff. Looking at the dense forest ahead, it raised its short, thick little hands and scratched its big, round head.
It looked lost and bewildered, like a child /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ separated from its parents.
After a moment, as if it had finally made a decision, it let out a little chirping sound, took a step, and dashed into the depths of the forest...
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Pain!
Intense pain!
Wu Yutang didn't know how long he had been asleep. After waking up in the dark and damp alley, he felt a pain that almost made him faint again.
It was an intense pain, as if his body had been crushed by something.
He lowered his gaze to look at his body, and his pupils immediately contracted.
He was terrified to discover that his body had disappeared, leaving only a head and an arm connected by thick, pale mucus.
Then, seeing the damaged folding fan in his hand, he finally sobered up. He looked around blankly, and in the oppressive silence, he closed his eyes and revealed a sorrowful smile.
So, I've become a urban legend... This thought had just flashed through his mind when suddenly, he felt something ethereal that was invisible to the naked eye shatter before him.
A phantom and chaotic whisper suddenly sounded in his ears. The voice carried an irresistible allure, causing his gaze to involuntarily look at the arm that he didn't know if it still belonged to him.
The air around him seemed to stop flowing, becoming sticky and eerie.
The whispering came from the damaged folding fan. A black vortex had appeared on the fan at some point, from which countless ethereal, deformed limbs extended.
These ethereal limbs climbed onto his head, drilled into his body, sank into his consciousness, and then pulled his soul, dragging it into the deepest part of the black vortex. He was completely unable to resist and could only watch as his consciousness gradually dissipated.
Gradually, a bizarre thought emerged in his mind.
The damaged folding fan was the master of this broken body, and he was just an appendage of the fan, or even just a tool for it.
Although he realized that this thought was very strange and abnormal, the power surging from those ethereal limbs continuously wore down his will to resist, as if allowing that thought to take deep root in his soul.
The light in his eyes gradually extinguished, until in the end, only darkness remained.
In the darkness, it was as if a warm and kind light was waiting ahead...
"Who exactly are you? Why did you kill my Senior Brother?"
Just as Wu Yutang's consciousness was about to be completely lost, a delicate shout entered his ears, and the dull, listless look in his eyes suddenly cleared slightly.
Following the sound, he saw Hua Sang's back and was stunned for a moment, remembering many things.
He remembered when he first entered the gates of Da Chunyang Palace, his Master stroked his head and said to him, "From today on, you are my disciple, my first disciple! As the Grand Senior Brother, you must work hard and set an example for your Junior Brothers and Junior sisters."
He remembered when his fellow disciples ostracized Hua Sang, he was scolded by his Master for standing by coldly. "I know Hua Sang might be a little abnormal, but she's also your Junior sister! As the Grand Senior Brother, you should protect her! Not just Hua Sang, you should protect all your Junior Brothers and Junior sisters!"
He remembered when Hua Sang cut off the head of the statue of the first Sect Leader with a sword and came to him for help to conceal it. He smiled and agreed, and then discovered that Hua Sang had secretly pushed the blame onto Fu Xinyi, and he had also pleaded for Fu Xinyi on past occasions...
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I really wanted to protect them well and set an example for them, just like a real older brother.
However, they were too outstanding. No matter how hard I tried, I could only watch them catch up to me little by little, surpass me, and finally leave me far behind.
Master, did I really do something wrong?
But, my talent is limited. If I want to continue protecting them and continue to become stronger, I can only rely on external things, right?
Wu Yutang thought, using his last shred of consciousness to control his body, slowly raised his arm, and swung it towards Hua Sang.
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Seeing the urban legend, which was only a head and an arm, float up and raise its arm towards Hua Sang, who had her back to it, Lu Yibei's pupils slightly contracted, and she exclaimed, "Be careful!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the urban legend's arm created a terrifying wind pressure, blowing Hua Sang away.
That blow seemed powerful, but it only sent the person flying without injuring them.
Hua Sang flew backward, hitting the wall of the alley, and the ruler in her hand clanged as it fell to the ground.
After sending Hua Sang flying, the urban legend's momentum didn't stop and it instantly rushed in front of Lu Yibei.
It's coming for me? Lu Yibei's heart tightened, and she subconsciously raised Lingtai Pure Karma to protect herself.
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The urban legend stopped in front of her and suddenly raised its arm, forcefully smashing the damaged folding fan onto the blade of Lingtai Pure Karma.
"Clang!"
The first hit.
Cracks appeared on the ribs of the folding fan, and foul, unclean Spiritual Energy fluctuations spread.
Seeing this, Lu Yibei was slightly stunned. She couldn't understand the urban legend's behavior at all.
"Clang!"
The second hit.
The folding fan shattered, and wood chips scattered.
Something invisible to the naked eye exploded as the folding fan shattered, making muffled 'thump' sounds, and pale, viscous liquid splattered everywhere.
Lu Yibei, "!!!"
Is this urban legend committing suicide? Could it be that the folding fan is its true body?
So, was that why its Spiritual Energy fluctuation hardly decreased even though I almost completely destroyed its body just now?
At this moment, Lu Yibei suddenly believed what Hua Sang said, that this urban legend was her Senior Brother.
"Clang!"
The third hit.
The now empty arm struck down, but the blade of Lingtai Pure Karma seemed to have struck something extremely hard. The sword body vibrated violently, and Lu Yibei felt her hand go numb.
Then, accompanied by a slight burning sensation in her eyes, something dream-like shattered in her vision.
As if in a hallucination, she heard a whisper.
"He knows all secrets, because He observes, from the wind, from the water, from every molecule, there is no hiding, no concealing, no escaping, flesh and blood perish, and He will exist forever..."
The next moment, the remarkable Spiritual Energy fluctuation emitted by the urban legend silently dissipated, like a candle flame being blown out.
"Thump! Thump thump thump—!"
Wu Yutang's head fell to the ground and rolled into the dark corner.
Hua Sang, who was nearby, snapped back to her senses, scrambled forward, and grabbed the bloody head into her arms. Then she suddenly turned her head to look at Lu Yibei, her eyes bulging with fury.
Lu Yibei, "..." No, why are you glaring at me fiercely? Your Senior Brother committed suicide!
Isn't this like someone rushing into the road to commit suicide, and actually getting hit by a car and dying?
Although I can somewhat understand your feelings, it's a bit excessive if you really want to blame me for this, Lu Yibei thought.
The moisture in the air suddenly thickened, becoming suffocating.
Hua Sang stared intently at Lu Yibei, holding Wu Yutang's head, and slowly stood up. Just as she was about to step forward, Wu Yutang's weak voice suddenly came from her arms.
"Junior sister... This, this isn't her fault, it's me..."
Hearing this, Hua Sang was stunned for a moment, not understanding what her Senior Brother meant.
She lowered her head and saw a forced smile on the face stained with blood.
"I... I can't go back. If I continue, I will only... only harm myself and others. Strictly speaking, I should even thank, thank her..."
"Senior Brother, you..." Hua Sang frowned, the anger in her heart gradually extinguished. As her emotions calmed down, recalling the terrifying appearance of her Senior Brother just now, and the chaotic and unclean Spiritual Energy fluctuation emanating from his body, she seemed to understand something.
Could it be that I really misunderstood that Miss?
"I'm sorry, Senior Brother couldn't be, couldn't be a good example for you. I shouldn't have contacted the Secret Society. They said... strengthening one's power with external objects is not, is not being lazy, not being slothful. I believed it, but... I was wrong. Relying on and depending on... are different..."
The Secret Society again? Lu Yibei frowned upon hearing this.
There's such an evil organization hidden in Da Chunyang Palace, and no one is managing it?
Could it be that the Sect Leader is the leader of the cult? Then Fang Ji going to investigate would surely be fatal?
"..."
Secret Society?
What is that?
Hua Sang thought in confusion, opened her mouth wanting to ask more, but found that Wu Yutang had exhausted his last bit of Spiritual Energy, his life completely withered, and he was gone.
His eyes were wide open, unable to rest in peace.
Looking at the Grand Senior Brother who was lively not long ago, now like this, Hua Sang was silent for a long time.
At this moment, Lu Yibei stepped forward two steps and broke the silence, "See? Your Senior Brother's death has nothing to do with me!"
"I just happened to pass by here and saw him attacking that Miss who fainted over there, so I acted. Strictly speaking, I'm a helpful, enthusiastic citizen!"
Hua Sang looked at Lu Yibei, pondered for a few seconds, and said calmly, "Sorry, I was impulsive just now..."
Although she said this, she didn't completely believe Lu Yibei's words in her heart.
If this Miss was just passing by by chance, how could she have seen those bizarre sights? There must be something fishy!
"Normal! It's very normal for young people to be impulsive, it's understandable." Lu Yibei waved her hand magnanimously, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Whether she believed it or not, she had to leave quickly.
Her strange 'frequency hopping' phenomenon could appear at any time. At such a close distance, she would definitely be exposed!
As for the fragment of Lingtai Pure Karma, she could only make plans later. Anyway, she already knew it was on her. The difficulty of obtaining it had decreased by countless times compared to blindly searching in Da Chunyang Palace. Lu Yibei thought.
Seeing Lu Yibei turn to leave, Hua Sang suddenly remembered something, "Wait a moment!"
"Hmm? Is there anything else?"
"Excuse me, why are you using our Da Chunyang Palace's sword techniques? The move you used just now, from Taihe Gentleman Sword, is it Invitation to Heavenly Splendor, right?"
She saw it from a distance when Lu Yibei thrust her last sword.
What the heck is Invitation to Heavenly Splendor! That's Jun Tiansou, okay? Lu Yibei tilted her head, contemplating how to answer Hua Sang's question. Just then, a buzzing sound suddenly entered her ears.
Lingtai Pure Karma and the ruler by Hua Sang's hand simultaneously trembled.
Lu Yibei pressed one hand on the blade of Lingtai Pure Karma, trying her best to control its trembling.
However...
She couldn't control it at all! fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
She felt that the broken sword in her hand at this moment was like a male peacock in mating season, desperately trying to lure that last fragment to merge with itself.
Hua Sang looked at the ruler by her hand, then looked at Lu Yibei, tilted her head and asked, "Miss Enthusiastic Citizen, your sword seems to be seducing my ruler. Aren't you going to explain this?"
Lu Yibei, "..."
