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Chapter 342: Internal Strife in Wutong Mountain
Chapter 342: Internal Strife in Wutong Mountain
As the senior disciple stood motionless, Qingfeng Zhenren sighed and descended from the air, politely nodding towards Jiang Qiulan, "Miss, please come this way."
"Thank you."
Jiang Qiulan slightly nodded and followed Qingfeng towards the foot of the mountain.
It wasn't until they reached the mountain's base that Qingfeng furtively glanced upwards and transmitted a message, "Don't mind her. She's a crazy old woman who believes she's the only true disciple of the master. She carries that seal around all day, flaunting her authority as the senior disciple."
"Calm yourself. When the master asks you something, just answer honestly. She wasn't scolding you just now; she was merely saving face for that crazy old woman."
Qingfeng smiled encouragingly as he finished speaking.
Jiang Qiulan paused, but before she could respond, she suddenly felt a surge of spiritual pressure from the mountain peak, mercilessly striking the young man.
"Pfft!"
Qingfeng Zhenren's entire body flew sideways.
Several gashes appeared on his body.
"Ouch..."
After lying on the ground for a moment, he grimaced and struggled to get up.
Although his cultivation was extremely close to the late stage of Soul Transformation, the outcome of facing that spiritual pressure was the same as Jiang Qiulan's.
He glared at the mountain peak resentfully, looking aggrieved as if he was angry but couldn't speak up.
"Let's go, let's go!"
Qingfeng shook his sleeves and limped towards the secret path at the foot of the mountain.
They entered the interior of the mountain through the secret path.
Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, stomping his feet in anger, "Once Nie Senior Apprentice Brother breaks through to the Perfect Soul Transformation, he will definitely help me regain my face! She dared to beat me in front of my disciple. Just you wait and see!"
"..."
Jiang Qiulan silently followed behind him.
The more she interacted with the people of Wutong Mountain, the stranger their personalities seemed. Almost none of them were normal.
Qingfeng Zhenren's cultivation level was already that of a guardian of the Nine Provinces in Great Qian.
Yet, on this mountain, he still retained a childlike demeanor.
Leading Jiang Qiulan to a cave resembling a mountain waterfall, Qingfeng Zhenren stopped and said, "I can't go in. You go ahead."
After speaking, he turned around and left without hesitation.
Jiang Qiulan nodded in gratitude and slowly walked in.
Amidst the crisp sound of water, a clear pool appeared before her eyes, with a stone platform in the shape of a lotus flower within.
In the center of the platform, a woman in sheer silk sat quietly, her black hair reaching her hips. Her face was stunningly beautiful, her skin fair and firm, making her appear young, yet her demeanor exuded a ripe and alluring charm.
Jiang Qiulan was momentarily dazed.
Instinctively, she looked around.
She couldn't associate the person before her with the ancestor of Wutong Mountain, and the voice from the seal earlier was even more unrelated.
As she looked around, she noticed the surroundings were filled with dead spirit branches, resembling countless sharp claws protruding from the stone walls.
"I wanted to transplant some aged wood, but it all failed."
The woman lightly smiled and shook her head, "Don't be too surprised. This state allows me to temporarily forget that my lifespan is coming to an end. These years, you people of Great Qian have been a great help."
As she spoke, she waved her hand slightly.
The cultivation technique in Jiang Qiulan's hand flew out and landed in the woman's palm.
"Rest assured, I don't care how that named disciple died, nor do I care how you obtained this cultivation technique. Similarly, I won't care how you die in the future."
"I only care about how long I can live."
"So, becoming my disciple isn't necessarily a good thing. Of course, if we get along well, it won't be as difficult as the rumors outside."
The woman put away the Divine Heavens True Thunder Sword Technique scroll and leaned back, gently raising her index finger to her lips. "When I take on disciples, I prefer those with peculiar personalities. Since the Dao Art has been lost, I believe only the most stubborn will find a way."
"Nie Jun is ruthless, Yu Chaoyan has a pure heart, Xinchuan is cunning, and Qingfeng is weak..."
"As for you, you seem a little crazy. Although they're all arrogant, you're different. You truly don't seem to hold us in high regard, and there's no reverence in your heart."
Jiang Qiulan listened quietly to the woman's words.
The woman slowly closed her eyes, curious about the reason for Jiang Qiulan's actions, which was why she had her brought here.
Now, seeing it firsthand, she realized that Jiang Qiulan wasn't pretending.
This piqued the woman's curiosity even more.
"Sit for a while. Once Lingxi'er calms down, you can go find a secluded spot and build a wooden hut."
From start to finish, the woman didn't give Jiang Qiulan a chance to speak and soon fell back into a light sleep.
Seeing this, Jiang Qiulan calmly found a comfortable spot and sat down.
At that moment, on the mountaintop—
Lingxi True Person coldly watched the leisurely returning youth.
Qingfeng True Person hurriedly quickened his pace, escaping behind Nie Jun, and pushed Tang Yuan, who was hiding behind him: "You cowardly rat! You're embarrassing your master!"
"That's enough."
Nie Jun finally extended his hand and summoned the Mystic Sword into his palm. "When she comes out, tell her to see me. I have something to ask her."
"What if I don't let her go find you?" Lingxi True Person narrowed her eyes and spoke with a chilling voice.
Upon hearing this, Nie Jun casually twirled the sword, aiming the blade diagonally at his senior sister, and raised his eyebrows. "You want to try?"
The two seemed to be in a standoff.
Tong Xincuan's lips curled into a sinister smile, and her fingertips slightly trembled as she held a strand of golden thread.
The senior master's cultivation was higher, but she couldn't detect any traces of the Dao Palace.
Nie Jun hadn't yet reached the Perfect Essence Transformation realm, but the Celestial Thunder Sword Palace had faintly taken shape, making them evenly matched.
They waited to see who would gain the upper hand, and then she would take the opportunity to strike.
"Tsk, tsk."
Qingfeng curiously poked his head out, wondering if they would really start fighting. But it wasn't unusual.
When the master was in trouble and taken in by a peasant family, he decided to take the peasant's daughter as his disciple after recovering.
The senior master had grown up with the master and was deeply favored and spoiled, considering her fellow disciples as younger generations.
But her strength was easily surpassed by Nie Senior Apprentice.
Today, even the one thing that maintained her pride had been challenged by Jiang Qiulan, and she might genuinely lose her temper.
"All of you, calm down."
Yu Chaoyan finally woke up and emerged from the wooden hut. "The other senior apprentices are busy in the Thousand Demons Cave. Instead of cultivating, you're causing trouble here."
"What were you doing just now?" Tong Xincuan glared at Yu Chaoyan, annoyed that he had disrupted the tense atmosphere.
"I was sleeping...no, I was injured!" Yu Chaoyan felt speechless at the group's stares. "Fine, fine, I'll go back to the Thousand Demons Cave. But don't forget, the master confined you for a reason. It's to prevent the Shadow Tail Demon Sovereign from leading a group of Demon Sovereigns to seek revenge. If you get injured over something trivial, see how the master deals with you later."
Bang!
As the senior master slammed the door, Yu Chaoyan rolled his eyes and flew towards the Thousand Demons Cave.
(End of Chapter)
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