Martial Hill City’s Rumour
“What?”
“Let me stress again that I’m just relaying what I heard. What you think of it is your problem, not mine,” emphasised Liu San.
“Yeah, yeah, get on with it.”
“Clean them ears and listen in, then.”
Once Liu Shan finished retelling the events vividly, delivering all of the emotions so well that listeners felt they were at the scene, a Body Severing Realm man fumed, “Impossible! Third Heaven Palace is our leader. Secular World Sect is one of the eight great races. What baloney!”
An elder pointed out, “Have you never wondered why we don’t know Third Heaven Palace’s appearance when we have been privy of their existence all this time? Do we know where they are? Have any of you met anyone from there?”
With everyone on the fence, Liu San stressed, “Don’t accuse me of lying or divulging anything. I’m only recounting what I was told. Don’t kill the messenger.”
“Where are those survivors? I’m going to question them myself,” declared the Body Severing Realm man.
“Probably still at the city entrance. Just ask around. Some other survivors went to other cities.”
“You better not be lying, or I’ll mess you up!”
While others returned to chatting amongst themselves, Tan Qingquan called, “Waiter, please pack my meal. I’d like to take it out.”
“Right away, Sir. We charge an extra ten spirit stones for take away, though.”
“That won’t be an issue.”
“Shifu, do you really think it was Brother Ermao who did that?” Qing Fan queried, worried.
Though Qing Fan still referred to Mu Yu as Ermao, he already figured our Ermao’s real name was Mu Yu once he heard the story. The only reason he still referred to Mu Yu as Ermao was due to the habit being hard to change.
Tan Qingquan replied, “I don’t know yet. It sounds like he’s all right for now, nevertheless.”
The duo turned into an alley and entered a rundown house they shared with another three trembling individuals – Chen Xi and her family.
“Sister Chen Xi, this is for you.” Qing Fan and Tan Qingquan passed over the boxes of food to Chen Xi’s family.
“Thank you. Thank you so much.”
After Mu Yu teleported Chen Xi’s family out of Pure Peace City, they followed his instructions to get out of the mountains. Their plans to return to Pure Peace City were dashed when they saw the city being torn asunder, compelling them to move to Martial Hill City.
Tan Qingquan let the family finish eating, then requested, “Please tell me what transpired at Pure Peace City yesterday.”
Once Chen Xi’s father filled Tan Qingquan on in the events, he expressed, “Had it not been for you passing by on time, we would not have known what to do without a single spirit stone on us.”
“You’re welcome. Settle down here for now. Don’t tell anyone about what happened at Pure Peace City, understood?” Tan Qingyuan conveyed with a cordial smile.
“We understand,” responded Chen Xi’s parents, moving on to clean up the house.
While Qing Fan asked Chen Xi more about Mu Yu, Tan Qingquan slumped into a chair in the courtyard. His eyes glowed blue as he watched the two kids get along. “I was too late to save her in the end, after all. Where would Mu Yu be now?”
***
Bai Jie stared at the pillars as usual, trying to find something from the white freckles, when an individual flew into the palace and saluted him.
“Your Eminence, I bring news of Mu Yu.”
“Speak.”
“… He… slew Jiang Shanqiu and Xiang Heguan.”
Bai Jie blew off steam with a burst of energy emanating from his body, scaring his subordinate pale. “Where?”
“Pure Peace City. The two used a girl named Tian Ran to draw him to the city. According to the survivors, Jiang Shanqiu and Xiang Guanhe killed dozens of thousands of people to trap Mu Yu in a barrier; however, the girl used Secular World Sect’s forbidden skill to defuse the barrier with her life. Mu Yu flew into a rage and used a domain to kill the two.”
Bai Jie ejected another surge of energy, prompting his subordinate to prostrate himself. “Those two didn’t slaughter everyone present?’
“No, over ten thousand people survived. We have set out to silence them, but…”
“Jiang Shanqiu and Xiang Guanhe’s appearances were exposed, correct?”
“Y-yes, Your Eminence. We also have no means of locating all of the survivors. Rumours about us killing people to harvest soul energy has spread, resulting in some people questioning…”
“Sort it out. I don’t care how you do it; just cover it!”
“Yes, Your Eminence!”
“Palace Envoy, have you identified the ninth immortal?”
Palace Envoy emerged from the shadows to answer, “We have.”
“Why are they not here yet?”
“We have no means of capturing him as Reverend Nilei cast his domain on the immortal. In addition, a formation that we presume Sword Shadow Dust Gale cast is acting as another layer of protection on him. We are unable to defuse his formations…”
“Incompetent fools!”
Palace Envoy immediately genuflected.
“I don’t care how you do it. Just bring him to me. We can’t let them control celestial preservation energy!”
“Understood, Your Eminence.”
Once Palace Envoy departed, Bai Jie muttered with a smirk, “Celestial preservation energy, mystic immortals’ battle, curse you lot for interfering with my plans. Sword Shadow Dust Gale, you may have stopped me now, but you never expected me to find the ninth immortal, did you?”
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