Wan Jianyi and Ye Changfeng's meeting had been very cordial.
Nothing happened along the lines of "sword cultivators recognizing kindred spirits and having to fight when they meet." After all, although Wan Jianyi could still be considered a sword cultivator, his Sword Heart had died long ago...
It had died three hundred years ago.
He was a dead man.
Was there anything else he cared about?
Heaven-Reaching Peak,
Yuqing Hall.
The Seven Peaks' Masters had gathered here in the middle of the night.
Because... the entire Qingyun Sect was in an uproar.
True Lord Daoxuan sat at the head of the hall.
His expression was extremely grim, and he stared ahead without saying a word.
The other masters around him looked equally solemn.
Especially Shuiyue.
A bone-chilling cold radiated from her.
Even Tian Buyi beside her couldn't help shifting in his seat.
A moment later,
a disciple entered the hall.
It was Chang Jian of Heaven-Reaching Peak.
He looked terrified as he bowed to True Lord Daoxuan and reported, "Master, I led several junior disciples through all Seven Peaks of Qingyun tonight. We found signs of Demonic Sect fiends hiding at every peak..."
The moment he said this,
Yuqing Hall fell abruptly silent.
The atmosphere grew unbearably tense.
"I understand."
"You may leave."
True Lord Daoxuan waved his hand lightly.
After Chang Jian left,
Daoist Cangsong was the first to speak.
He bowed to True Lord Daoxuan with a remorseful expression and admitted, "Senior Brother Sect Leader, tonight's events were my fault. I failed to arrange the sect's patrols and defenses properly, giving those Demonic Sect fiends an opening..."
At this,
True Lord Daoxuan's eyes flickered.
How had the Demonic Sect fiends managed to infiltrate the Qingyun Sect?
He had thought it over carefully.
In the end, only one word fit the circumstances: traitor.
But...
Who was the traitor?
True Lord Daoxuan stared intently at Cangsong before him.
He did have some suspicions about him.
But...
He simply couldn't believe it.
Could Cangsong really betray him and the Qingyun Sect?
Perhaps...
It was all just a coincidence?
Or perhaps the traitor was someone else?
True Lord Daoxuan tried to reassure himself.
It wasn't that he refused to face reality. Cangsong had helped him so much over the past three hundred years. He had even been able to break through to the Supreme Purity Realm without anyone noticing because Cangsong had taken care of most of the sect's affairs...
That had given him time to cultivate.
How could Cangsong, who had devoted himself so wholeheartedly to the Qingyun Sect, possibly betray them?
Shuiyue said coldly,
"Senior Brother Cangsong, do you realize that because of your negligence, our Qingyun Sect nearly fell to the Demonic Sect's attack?"
The foremost sect of the Righteous Path!
And yet it had nearly been caught off guard by a nighttime raid on its own headquarters?
What a bitter irony!
To be honest,
aside from True Lord Daoxuan,
almost no one present had connected the Demonic Sect's raid to a traitor. After all, they were all masters of their respective peaks—people who loathed evil...
How could they possibly defect to the Demonic Sect?
Daoist Cangsong was counting on precisely that. Certain that no one in the Qingyun Sect would suspect betrayal, he had chosen to admit fault first...
and call tonight's events an accident.
Of course,
deep down, he was still somewhat uneasy.
After all, the look True Lord Daoxuan had just given him had been truly unsettling.
"Junior Sister Shuiyue."
"Tonight's events were my fault."
Daoist Cangsong sighed softly.
At this,
Shuiyue let out a cold snort.
Fortunately, nothing serious had happened to her precious disciple.
Otherwise,
she would never have let Cangsong off.
True Lord Daoxuan's eyes flickered.
He didn't bring up the traitor. Instead, he decided to investigate in secret...
"Junior Sister Shuiyue."
"How is Niece Xueqi's injury? How much longer until she wakes?"
True Lord Daoxuan asked.
In truth, there was something else everyone was most curious about tonight.
Who had killed Zhou Yin, the Longevity Hall assassin, at Little Bamboo Peak?
And saved Lu Xueqi?!
The Seven Peaks' Masters all had their suspicions.
After all,
the answer was obvious.
The green robe left at the scene, the formidable Sword Dao Cultivation, the rescue of Lu Xueqi in secret... Everything pointed to the same person.
The one who had killed Zhou Yin of Longevity Hall
was probably the Azure Cloud Sect Leader revealed in the Heavenly Curtain.
In other words, Lu Xueqi's future husband.
The one hailed as the Number One Sword Immortal Under Heaven.
At that moment,
all the masters were curious about his identity.
So,
they had been waiting for Lu Xueqi to wake. She was the only one at the scene who might have seen his true face.
Shuiyue replied after a moment, "Xueqi's condition is stable, but I don't know when she'll wake."
True Lord Daoxuan nodded slightly.
"Tap—"
Just then,
hurried footsteps sounded outside Yuqing Hall.
"This disciple, Wen Min, requests an audience."
A respectful voice rang out.
At this,
the eyes of True Lord Daoxuan and the others brightened.
"Come in."
As soon as he spoke,
Wen Min hurried into Yuqing Hall.
She bowed to the masters on the dais, then said, "Master, Xueqi has woken up."
The masters exchanged glances.
True Lord Daoxuan said with a smile, "Since Niece Xueqi is awake, let's all go to Little Bamboo Peak and pay her a visit."
At this,
Wen Min was startled.
All Seven Peaks' Masters were going to Little Bamboo Peak to see Lu Xueqi?!
This...
That was an honor indeed.
Wen Min had no idea what had happened at Moon Gazing Platform.
If she had known,
she would have understood why the Seven Peaks' Masters were taking it so seriously!
Little Bamboo Peak,
Quiet Bamboo Pavilion.
This was Master Shuiyue's residence.
Lu Xueqi slowly came to in a daze. Her face was deathly pale, and her delicate body lay limp and weak. She felt a sharp pain in her back.
"Mm..."
The Cold and Aloof Girl couldn't help letting out a choked sob.
She stared blankly at her surroundings and immediately recognized Quiet Bamboo Pavilion. The tension in her heart gradually eased.
At the same time,
memories from not long ago came flooding back.
Lu Xueqi sat there in a daze.
As she recalled the moments before she lost consciousness, the image of a Green-robed Figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
He had worn a flowing green robe. He was tall and slender, with long black hair falling over his shoulders, a jawline as sharp as if carved by a blade, a cool voice, and eyes full of concern...
At that moment,
Lu Xueqi's heart gave a soft flutter.
Who was he?
There was no doubt about it!
He was—
the future Sect Leader of the Qingyun Sect!
And also the husband she had yet to meet!
Lu Xueqi lowered her eyes slightly.
She tried hard to recall his face.
But unfortunately...
His features remained blurred.
Even now, Lu Xueqi remembered only his voice
and the green robe he had worn.
At that thought,
Lu Xueqi instinctively looked down.
A green robe lay draped over her slender body, stained here and there with blood.
At that moment,
Lu Xueqi's pretty face flushed slightly.
Her heart gave a sudden, rapid beat. Her clear, cool eyes softened like water, and she instinctively clutched the robe around herself, remembering the warmth of being gathered into his arms before she lost consciousness...
At that moment,
if Wen Min had been there,
she probably would have teased her with a smile: "Xueqi, you're done for! You've fallen in love!"
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