Upon entering the Main Hall, he could clearly sense that Biyue Piaoling’s aura was slowly recovering, no longer in the brink of death as it was sustained by Vein Qi.
How to describe it, if the previous state of Biyue Piaoling was likened to a crumbling old bridge, then the current state is akin to workers suddenly arriving, slowly reinforcing it to prevent it from collapsing.
This is a good beginning.
Something that the Biyue Family had been unable to accomplish in over thirty years.
This outcome, was unexpected for him on this journey, and should count as a pleasant surprise.
The death of Qiangzi also hasn’t been entirely meaningless.
Lu Ye tried calling softly.
Biyue Piaoling didn’t respond but turned her head to glance at him.
Lu Ye was naturally pleased and immediately said to Zhao Yi, "Can you take me to meet your Sect Leader?"
He wasn’t sure if the Sect Leader was available, but he nodded in agreement.
"How about this, Young Master, you and I go and meet Sect Leader Wen to inquire about the Ancestor’s specifics."
"That’s my intention as well."
Biyue Yi nodded, helped Biyue Piaoling sit up properly, and followed Zhao Yi towards the dormitory area. As they walked, they began discussing matters related to the Sun Family.
The Sun Family of Zimo Lake, a false Three-star Influence, was once under the Biyue Family, going on campaigns together. Later, for unknown reasons, the Sun Family broke away from the Biyue Family and had nothing to do with them since.
Rumor has it that the first Ancestor of the Biyue Family betrayed the Sun Family’s Ancestor, leading to the downfall of the Sun Family in the Divine Profound Realm.
But whether it’s true or not remains unknown.
"Predecessor Lu Ye, who do you think the Sun Family is after?"
"They probably came for the Ancestor. They’ve tracked down to this place, it seems unlikely they intend to assassinate the Young Master. The most probable scenario is that they are targeting the Ancestor, and we’ve inadvertently led them here."
The two spoke back and forth, and when they passed the kitchen, they saw rows of Moonlight Trees.
"Are these Moonlight Trees?"
Lu Ye was taken aback.
Biyue Yi felt the same.
Seeing one Moonlight Tree before is understandable, but witnessing a whole row of them is rather uncanny.
Zhao Yi seemed to have not heard their conversation and continued walking briskly ahead.
Upon reaching the dormitory area, Zhao Yi inquired and learned from Huan Shan, who had just returned, that the Sect Leader was indeed inside.
Zhao Yi said, "Honored predecessors, please wait here."
Lu Ye, meanwhile, gazed at the Deep Pool with a slightly serious expression until Zhao Yi returned before looking away.
The thoughts in his mind dared not be spoken!
For they were truly astounding.
Zhao Yi said, "The Sect Leader said he’s unavailable, instructing both of you to descend the mountain directly. Before that, the Sect Leader also asked me to relay a message: if you need more medicine tomorrow, bring ten White Crystals to the Immortal Sect."
"I’ve never been refused before," Lu Ye remarked with a wry smile, unable to refrain from sighing.
Biyue Yi didn’t force it and immediately prepared to leave, "Since Sect Leader Wen doesn’t wish to see us, let’s meet tomorrow. Convey a message to Sect Leader Wen for me: I’ll come to collect the medicine tomorrow at noon."
Biyue Yi turned and left.
Lu Ye followed closely behind.
After reaching the Main Hall, they carried Biyue Piaoling and descended the mountain.
As they left, regarding Wen Ping again—
After two or three hours of training, Sword Control Skill had formed a rough outline in Wen Ping’s mind, though the entry level was still distant. But it would be within reach tomorrow or the day after.
Zhao Yi returned and said, "Sect Leader, I’ve conveyed the message; they said they’d return for the medicine tomorrow."
Wen Ping nodded, continuing to stare at the Flying Sword, intending for it to achieve at least suspension.
Zhao Yi said nothing, intending to leave when Wen Ping spoke again, "If anyone else seeks me, say I’m unavailable. Remember, don’t let anyone disturb me."
Zhao Yi understood and nodded.
Before leaving, he took a few more glances at the Sect Leader intently looking at the sword.
What is he practicing?
Curiously, Zhao Yi decided to grab a broom and start sweeping up the trash in the dormitory area.
Right after, Zhao Yi felt that his sweeping was justified.
Led by the newly joined Elder Zhantian, five or six individuals arrived at the dormitory area, all intending to find the Sect Leader. From their discussions, Zhao Yi could discern they were there for the newly opened Nirvana House.
Zhao Yi promptly stopped them, "Honored Elders, the Sect Leader is inside, but he said he wouldn’t see anyone."
They were taken aback.
Qin Shan couldn’t help but speak, "Zhao Yi, what’s Sect Leader Wen doing inside?"
Zhao Yi replied, suggesting, "Seems like he’s practicing swordsmanship."
Upon hearing Zhao Yi’s words, Qin Shan was even more puzzled, "Swordsmanship? How come the Sect Leader remembers to practice swordsmanship again?"
Swordsmanship isn’t something that can be perfected overnight; it requires years of accumulation and cultivation.
Qin Shan sighed, "Seems like today we can’t enter the Nirvana House; let’s wait until tomorrow."
"We’re handling important matters, can’t we see him?" Zhantian Qingxuan hurriedly asked.
Zhao Yi shook his head, "Sect Leader Wen said irrespective of the matter, or who it is, he won’t see anyone."
Yun Liao chimed in, "Elder Zhantian, you might not know since you’re new, but the Sect Leader has a time when he shouldn’t be disturbed—his morning sleep time. Now he’s added a cultivation time too. Entering the Nirvana House can only wait until tomorrow."
"Even sleep time can’t be disturbed?"
Zhantian Qingxuan was at a loss for words.
Is sleep more important than sect matters?
As Zhantian Qingxuan felt helpless with Wen Ping’s actions, Qin Shan spoke to him.
"Honestly, swordsmanship is not as good as Fire Dragon Skill."
"Alright, Fire Dragon Skill is powerful." Yu Mo didn’t say much; swordsmanship is fundamentally inferior to Fire Dragon Skill.
So... what kind of sword is Sect Leader Wen practicing?
As time passed, night fell in no time.
At this moment, on Extreme Realm Mountain, due to the Secret Realm being accessible these days, many affairs needed attention, Murong Qing was still in Fengyuan City.
Suddenly, a rider on a swift horse rushed into Extreme Realm Mountain.
The rider went straight to the outside of the Main Hall, immediately requesting to see Han Feiyue.
Han Feiyue was currently coordinating a new round of manual collection plans with Murong Qing; hearing that his trusted aide had returned, he quickly let them inside and asked immediately, "Where is the Young Sect Leader? Has he been found?"
He’s been gone so long; the materials for the Vortex Map should be gathered by now, right?
He should be back soon.
But the next moment, his aide’s words stunned Han Feiyue, "Sect Leader, the Young Master is likely already dead."
Han Feiyue immediately spoke coldly, "Nonsense! If you’re lying, you can die."
For someone to come suddenly and inform you your son is dead.
Who would believe it?
Who wouldn’t be angry?
The aide immediately knelt, bowing almost to the ground, "Sect Leader, it’s certainly true, after the Young Sect Leader entered Cangwu City, he vanished. According to my investigations, there was some friction between the Immortal Sect and the Young Master."
Soon after, the aide slowly recounted the initial friction caused by Wooden Flowing Sand in the Market.
(Feel a piercing pain in the calf (not sure if anyone else has experienced this)... squeezed out 2000 words in two and a half hours, stopping here tonight, the pain is too much... the Yunnan Baiyao applied hasn’t worked. I’ll get up at dawn to write.)