Chapter 1440: Chapter 839: Scions of Noble Families
The group spoke little; after counting their numbers, they directly went indoors to rest or train with the other subordinates.
The night grew darker and darker.
The spirit coffins were deathly silent, and the night sky was equally quiet.
Suddenly, all the lamps went out with a swift whoosh.
Everyone awakened in shock.
"What happened!"
Some figures swiftly darted outside in a blur. Others immediately positioned themselves among the numerous spirit coffins indoors, surveying the entire scene...
It was mysterious and quiet, with nothing amiss.
Jhiang Rang arrived at the backyard of the courtyard, seeing only a clear pond, nothing else.
His gaze fell upon the water’s surface, which was calm, without any ripples.
Even with the abilities of ghosts and spirits, they couldn’t enter water without causing ripples, could they?
A silent, unseen fox-like shadow appeared around him; he had arrived. Jhiang Rang glanced at his adversary, who chuckled lightly, before turning and going back inside.
The fox shadow vanished too.
On the water’s surface, faintly, a human face appeared, only to slowly fade away.
In the ancient building, Mr. Tao sat by the window, catching a whiff of the cold wind outside, carrying a faint scent of decay. He frowned involuntarily, moved his wheelchair to the balcony to observe the commotion below.
The pages of a book upon his lap fluttered in the wind, rustling softly.
"The wind is rising."
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No matter what, the Thousand Years Martial Birth had arrived.
The next day, Sui Yi, Gong Jiu, and Flower Demon arrived at Peach Blossom Villa.
Since Ye Zixu was with Huang Long on the Maoshan Taoism path, each of them being adept at exorcising ghosts and eliminating evil, they wouldn’t be joining them.
Upon arrival, the sight of peach blossom forests greeted them, surpassing the cherry blossoms’ beauty, with more vivid elegance and flamboyance.
Cherry blossoms were still too shy; peach blossoms were more dazzling.
The captivating peach blossom forest teemed with people; martial arts experts greeted each other with a mix of banter, debates, and occasional sparring—an animated atmosphere, indeed.
Few cars were present, scattered here and there. Initially, Gong Jiu felt a bit puzzled, but after stepping out of the vehicle, she saw a few young men dressed as ancient warriors pointing at them with excitement...
Their conversations were vividly clear.
Speculating if the trio were wives or mistresses of someone important...
Driving in this era, yet in a dilapidated Xiali...
Truly beautiful, hey!
What do you mean you’ll go, I’ll go.
With my martial skills and looks, couldn’t I win over these three ladies?
Ha ha~
Gong Jiu guessed these young men might be the sons of some martial arts masters.
If Sui Yi weren’t around, Gong Jiu truly felt like rolling up her sleeves to teach these little brothers a lesson.
Of course, what would happen even if Sui Yi were present?
"Uh, Sui Yi, why don’t you go inside and check out the peach blossoms first? After all, it’s quite a distance to the villa; you go ahead, and I’ll catch up shortly."
Gong Jiu felt itchy, recalling how she restrained herself from heavy blows due to Zhong Buli being a runaway bride; she didn’t mind sparing that fragrance and jade, but these three young men were different.
Thus, Gong Jiu proceeded.
"Ugly people are troublemakers," Flower Demon remarked while waving her fan and hooking her arm around Sui Yi’s, "Come, Sui Yi, let’s go~~"
The trio all wore modern clothes. Frankly, neither Gong Jiu nor Flower Demon had patience for ancient women’s skirts, considering them unsuitable for fighting. Although heroine attire is available nowadays, neither liked it—finding it too ostentatious, preferring their usual attire.
Besides, what’s this Thousand Years Martial Birth about? Should they doll up to woo suitors?
Is that why others looked down on them?
Ha ha.
Flower Demon was indifferent to all this.
Nevertheless, today was bound to bring many formidable figures to the event. Although Sui Yi provided a sturdy support, being in her thirties, she couldn’t always be a troublemaker causing Sui Yi inconvenience; a little restraint was necessary.
Only Gong Jiu the fool knew no better.
After a few minutes’ walk, Sui Yi noticed a group of elegantly dressed, indeed attractive and heroic women chatting and teasing under the peach trees ahead. Before she could say anything, Flower Demon swayed over with her graceful figure.
Ugly people are troublemakers, beautiful people are... good-for-nothings?
Wasn’t she supposed to know better?
Sui Yi smiled helplessly, walking alone along the smoky, willow-lined peach blossom bank.
According to the map’s directions, jumping into the river from here would lead to the villa.
This Peach Blossom Source was indeed vast; while there were many people at the entrance, once inside, it expanded and people dispersed—gradually, Sui Yi found herself alone, walking under the peach trees but pondering the pit thoroughly dug.
Was that the Emperor’s Tomb? The Emperor’s Tomb of the Main World?