After having breakfast on Purple Dawn Peak, Feng Sheng and Li Mo were about to leave.
Then Tang Yan spoke, his expression somewhat solemn.
"Third Senior Sister, that lover of your brother's, Lü Rongrong—I don't know how much he really knows about her."
"Back when I was still the Tang Family's young master, I saw Lü Rongrong together with the young pavilion master of Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the Northern Domain."
Tang Yan paused, unsure whether his words would make Feng Sheng take the matter seriously.
After some thought, he added, "The Feng Family is wealthy. It's easy for that to attract greedy eyes."
"I think there's something seriously wrong with Lü Rongrong. Your brother is the Feng Family's young master, so whoever he marries will become its future matriarch. He really can't be too careful."
"Sometimes, just one woman or one man can destroy an entire family."
[One Lü Rongrong and one Feng Han really did destroy the whole Feng Family.]
[The Feng Family literally has mines—spirit stone mines. That's what attracted all that greed.]
Xiao Jixue casually chimed in.
"A tiny ant hole can bring down a mighty dike. When I traveled outside the sect in previous years, I saw plenty of cases like the ones Yan mentioned."
Li Mo said, "I've heard of things like that too."
Tang Yan's deliberate warning filled Feng Sheng with warmth.
She nodded solemnly, making it clear she had taken his words to heart.
"You're all right."
"I also feel like I've seen Lü Rongrong somewhere before. I was just thinking that I absolutely have to investigate her when I get back."
Tang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "As long as you take it seriously, Senior Sister."
After Feng Sheng and Li Mo left.
Xiao Jixue had something urgent to discuss with Fu Shouci. After leaving Tang Yan a few instructions, he also departed from Purple Dawn Peak.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, what happened to you ten years ago?"
Feng Sheng rode her flying sword, keeping steadily alongside Li Mo.
Her eyes sparkled, and excitement covered her bright, pretty face.
They were already well away from Purple Dawn Peak, so Feng Sheng wasn't worried about Tang Yan overhearing. She asked outright without any reservations.
Heaven knew, back on Purple Dawn Peak, she had finally gotten some gossip about her second senior brother for once!
And she had only gotten half the story!!
Ah! It was killing her!
She was itching all over with curiosity, utterly hyped up, yet left feeling empty, lonely, and cold!!!
Li Mo's mouth twitched. His handsome face darkened, and he squeezed a sentence through his teeth.
"Stop prying!"
Feng Sheng grew anxious. She jumped straight onto Li Mo's Lifebound Sword and grabbed his arm.
"Second Senior Brother, listen to yourself! When I gave you Spirit Melon Seeds and we enjoyed gossip together, you were munching away with plenty of enthusiasm!"
"Oh, come on, tell me! Tell me! What exactly happened ten years ago?" Feng Sheng wheedled in a soft voice.
The two of them were riding their flying swords between the mountain peaks.
Though they were some distance above the ground, quite a few sharp-eared Golden Core disciples below still heard what Feng Sheng had said.
Hmm? What happened ten years ago?
Holy crap! That definitely sounds like something worth watching!
In an instant, whether they had been meditating, sparring, or enjoying drinks with friends...
They summoned their flying swords one after another and shot away in streaks of light.
As they chased after Li Mo and Feng Sheng, many of them shouted inwardly.
Senior Brother Li, Senior Sister Feng, slow down! Wait for us! We want to hear it too!
Meanwhile, the soft, sweet pleading beside Li Mo's ear made his heart soften.
But! Softening was one thing! He still wouldn't reveal a single word!
Seriously, this was his most important junior sister. That past incident was far too embarrassing to talk about.
His image in her mind ought to be impressive and outstanding!
What if he told her, and from then on, every time she thought of her second senior brother, all she could picture was him getting abducted by a three-hundred-year-old woman?
Who would he cry to then?
Seeing that her senior brother still refused to speak, Feng Sheng began guessing on her own.
"Don't tell me you really had a thing with that three-hundred-year-old hag ten years ago?"
Li Mo: "..."
While the two tugged at each other in midair, a large crowd of disciples from the various peaks had already gathered a short distance behind them.
Everyone heard phrases like "three hundred years old," "old hag," and "had a thing."
Their eyes instantly lit up!
Senior Brother Li had a romance with a three-hundred-year-old hag?!
Holy shit! Juicy!!
Hurry up and tell us more! Who was that three-hundred-year-old hag?!
While everyone listened intently to this juicy gossip.
A gust of wind suddenly rushed up from behind. It was another disciple riding a Spirit Sword, hurrying over to catch the gossip while it was fresh.
But the disciple was so excited about the gossip that he flew too fast.
Unable to brake in time, he plowed straight into the crowd of disciples following along for the story.
With a bang, a disastrous midair flying-sword traffic accident occurred.
Three people were knocked straight out of the sky.
The disciples who hadn't been hit watched the three unlucky souls plummet, their mouths forming wide Os.
They instinctively covered their eyes, unable to bear watching the misery that would follow.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Only after the three thunderous crashes rang out did everyone open their eyes to look at the unlucky trio.
The first had slammed face-first into the ground with a bang.
"Hiss!" Everyone sucked in a breath. It hurt just to look at him.
The second was dangling from a tree branch, flailing wildly as he struggled.
The third—the third had crashed into a disciple carrying fertilizer for spirit herbs on a shoulder pole!! He had been drenched from head to toe in liquid manure!!
"!!" How miserable!
Feng Sheng and Li Mo stared down at the wretched trio below, black lines practically sliding down their foreheads.
The former felt terribly guilty.
After a while, the one who had landed face-first, the one who had gotten stuck in a tree, and the one who had been drenched in manure, unwilling to miss the rest of the juicy story.
Hurriedly flew back into the sky in their disheveled states.
The Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Building disciples who witnessed all this were utterly baffled.
Looking up at the crowd gathered in midair, they couldn't help speculating.
What are the senior brothers going to do? Is there something incredibly important they need to deal with?
They're chasing after them even with injuries like that. It must be something truly urgent!
In midair.
The disciple who had been drenched in liquid manure suffered a brief bout of "bullying" from the others.
He stood all alone to one side, staring resentfully at his fellow disciples a hundred meters away, looking as pitiful as a drenched puppy.
"Senior brothers and sisters, I've already used the Cleansing Technique to wash myself from head to toe several times. I even changed into new clothes and shoes."
"There really isn't any smell left. Take a sniff if you don't believe me." As he spoke, he started riding his flying sword toward them.
One senior sister's expression changed drastically. She abruptly retreated a large step and shouted.
"Stay right there! Don't move!"
The other senior disciples also reacted as though facing a formidable enemy, darting dozens of meters backward while inwardly screaming, Back, back, back!
The disciple offering to let them sniff him: "..."
It took everyone a while to recover. Then they noticed Senior Brother Li and Senior Sister Feng were about to leave.
They hurriedly chased after them on their flying swords again.
"Senior Brother Li! Senior Sister Feng! Wait for us!"
The flying sword beneath Li Mo's feet paused, and he actually stopped.
The gossip-hungry crowd thought he was going to tell them about that three-hundred-year-old hag. Every face bloomed with a smile.
"Hehe~ Senior Brother Li~"
Instead, Li Mo warned them coldly.
"If any of you dare mention that three-hundred-year-old hag again, especially in front of my youngest junior brother, don't blame me for visiting your masters on their respective peaks."
Everyone: ...
"Hmm?" Seeing no response, Li Mo narrowed his eyes.
He had given this warning because he feared that if word reached his youngest junior brother, the boy would notice something amiss.
The disciples nodded like chicks pecking at grain. "Mm-hmm, mm-hmm!"
Although they strongly suspected Senior Brother Li had issued that warning to cover something up.
They didn't dare bring it up openly anyway.
Because that supreme treasure their youngest junior brother possessed was downright eerie. It felt as though they were being monitored at all times.
The slightest intention to leak any juicy gossip would immediately be detected by Xi Tong, earning them an electric shock as punishment.
Previously, one junior brother had wanted to share the gossip he had heard from their youngest junior brother with a friend who hadn't attended the matches.
Before he could even speak, a bolt of heavenly lightning came crashing down and blasted him into a pitch-black lump of coal.
Apparently, he had also received stern warnings in other respects.
Who the hell would dare talk after that? Say a word and get struck by lightning!
So everyone indulged in gossip on the sly, not daring to let their youngest junior brother notice the slightest sign.
After a month, the acting skills of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's direct disciples had skyrocketed.
Every last one had become an award-winning actor or actress.
Even the most explosive, sensational gossip could hardly make them laugh.
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