Feng Ci wasn’t able to obtain the answer to that question.
The City Master didn’t even bother fabricating it this time and directly replied with ‘get lost’.
…… Stinking brat.
Feng Ci had a headache from listening to the book recitation anyways. So he accepted the good advice gladly and got lost.
He passed through the teleportation array and returned to the Disciple’s Courtyard. As soon as he entered the gates, the disciples chatting idly, cleaning, and/or sword practicing all stopped what they were doing instantly.
Under their astonished gazes, Feng Ci traveled through the yard and brought the broom in his hand back into the storage room.
Cheng Bo just happened to be sitting inside the storage room, holding a book and frowning. A few miniscule wooden figures were placed on the table in front of him. Behind him, some young disciples were taking inventory of items and tools.
“Finished with your work?” Noticing someone walking inside, Cheng Bo raised his head from the book and then froze: “Y-y-you— How did you return so soon?”
Feng Ci felt amused: “Can’t I return?”
This was LinXian Terrace after all. Except for the occasional times when the City Master wasn’t inside the sect, pretty much no one amongst the entire outer sect could return unharmed from LinXian Terrace. The lightest incident was when the City Master discovered a speck of dust in the corner and punished a disciple to sweep the long stone steps in front of the LinXian Terrace three times.
There’s no need to even talk about the unlucky ones. Being seized by the City Master to clean his abode, now that was really life threatening; a task that you couldn’t return from without spending at least an entire day and night there.
This person only went over…… not even one hour, right?
Cheng Bo asked tentatively: “The City Master is not inside the Sect today?”
“He is.” Feng Ci placed the broom back where it belonged and looked over: “If you don’t believe me, you can go take a look.”
No way he’s going.
Cheng Bo coughed quietly and stopped talking.
Instead, Feng Ci was the one who leaned over to look at the thing in front of him: “Placing a sword exorcism array? I’m familiar with this.”
Seeing him stretching his head over, Cheng Bo originally wanted to block the view. However, after hearing those words, he frowned and asked: “You know sword arrays?”
Feng Ci: “Naturally.”
The very first mystic text on sword arrays was even written by him.
Three thousand years ago, Feng Ci passed his lifetime of knowledge onto 6 disciples. The 6 disciples used the skills they learned to establish their own individual sects, which became the 6 major sects now.
LangFeng City’s main cultivation path, which was based on sword techniques and sword arrays, also came from Feng Ci.
To speak honestly, all of LangFeng City’s disciples should address him as the Great Founder.
Feng Ci figured it out: “This is the outer disciples’ evaluation test? If you beg me, I can teach you.”
Cheng Bo didn’t believe him: “Get lost already. What are you bragging about, just you—?”
Feng Ci reached out and gently shifted one of the wooden figures on the table by half an inch.
The Heavens and Earth aligned. The magic circle was created.
Cheng Bo was instantly stunned.
“You……”
With a faint smile, Feng Ci got up: “Cheng-Shixiong, take your time practicing. This Shidi bids farewell.”
After speaking, he completely ignored the other and turned to head out the door.
When all was said and done, the outer disciples of LangFeng City were nothing but errand boys of the sect. They couldn’t attend classes with the inner disciples. Only every three days, would they get the chance to attend class. The rest of the time, they could only learn on their own, just like what Cheng Bo was doing.
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This was why the outer disciples desperately wished to pass the evaluation test to enter the inner sect.
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He was quite a failure as a Master.
His family’s Xiao Hei hated him very much right now.
Feng Ci was disappointed and frustrated.
With this, he no longer dared to announce his identity rashly.
The connection Feng Ci had with Pei QianYue was only a brief 6 months of interactions over three thousand years ago. At that time, Pei QianYue had just gained self-awareness. Feng Ci was only raising the other as a small pet. To say that they knew each other very well, actually, they didn’t.
In the mortal world, a mere ten years was enough to completely change a person. There’s no need to mention the 3 thousand years that have already passed between them.
Not to mention, Xiao Hei’s current temperament…… was really very terrible.
To say it unpleasantly, it’s still uncertain if he were a friend or foe.
In summary, Feng Ci couldn’t expose his identity for the time being. As for the location of his physical body, he can only take it one step at a time.
The most important thing right now was still figuring out the truth behind the massacre of the cultivation sects as soon as possible.
Although Feng Ci still didn’t know if this matter had anything to do with the catastrophe predicted by the Heavenly Principles, he was borrowing the body of a youth from TianXuan Sect after all; even if it’s just for this youth, he should investigate the truth and help him avenge his sect.
From this perspective, now his meeting with Pei QianYue wasn’t completely fruitless.
Before TianXuan Sect, no one has survived the extermination of their sect. This was a very interesting piece of information.
Why did the murderer let them go?
Was it an accident or something intentional; or perhaps, it’s related to a more complicated reason?
Pei QianYue wanted to know. Feng Ci also wanted to know.
The different peaks of LangFeng City were connected by cloud bridges. While thinking this, Feng Ci has already crossed the cloud bridge of the back mountains and was currently squatting in front of a lotus pond next to the front mountain’s entrance plaza.
The koi inside the pond were all fed fat and plump. Feng Ci picked up a rock next to the pond and threw it inside, causing them to scuttle away in all directions.
The water rippled and then slowly settled again.
The delicate face of a young man reflected on the surface of the water.
Holding up his chin, Feng Ci looked listlessly at the face within the water.
The youth actually looked pretty good. His eyes were sharp and bright. He had a very likable countenance. Everything was fine except one issue. Maybe due to his youthful age, his figure still hasn’t grown out completely yet. His height wasn’t tall and he was a bit skinny. Crouched next to the pond, he looked like a small, tiny ball.
…… Feng Ci still liked his previous physical body.
Feng Ci had very high requirements for his outer appearance. In the past, every time he arrived in a new world, he’d always waste a very long time searching for a satisfactory body.
Who knew what happened this time for him to actually land inside the body of this youth by freak accident.
Looking so cute, this was really somewhat harmful to his reputation as Saint Sovereign QianQiu.
The sound of footsteps appeared behind him.
Feng Ci played with the surface of the water with the tip of his fingers, not even looking up.
“Shidi, so you’re actually here.” The new arrival was that outer disciple called Song Zhou.
He probably ran all the way over. His breathing was still unsteady, his two cheeks slightly red: “I just heard of your return to the Disciple’s Courtyard. Are you alright—”
Feng Ci turned his head and smiled: “Cheng Bo sent you here to befriend me again?”
Song Zhou froze.
Feng Ci was clearly still smiling. However, Song Zhou saw a hint of distance within that smile. Being observed by those eyes, he felt like there was nowhere to hide any of his thoughts.
“No, no it’s not……” Song Zhou looked around evasively: “It’s not him. It’s me, myself……”
The youth was only 13-14 years old, an age where he still didn’t know how to lie very well. All of his thoughts were written across his face.
Feng Ci gave a faint smile and didn’t expose him.
Just at this time, a strange rumble suddenly came from the skies.
Blowing out white steam, a flying ship appeared on the horizon, darting by above their heads. The flying ship landed in an empty spot next to the entrance plaza, creating layers of dust and wind.
A few disciples walked down.
Feng Ci has seen the person in the lead before. It’s the LangFeng City disciple who intercepted them that day on LingWu Mountain. His name seemed to be…… Xie WuHan.
“Don’t just stand there staring blankly, come over here and lend a hand already.”
The place that the flying ship landed was not very far from where Feng Ci stood. After Xie WuHan walked down, he immediately saw these two outer disciples standing to the side and called out, saying: “Go help carry things down.”
The rank of outer disciples within LangFeng City was as such. Anyone could command them with just a few words.
Feng Ci didn’t move. On the contrary, Song Zhou acknowledged with a ‘yes’ and walked forth quickly.
Two disciples walked down the flying ship, carrying something that was wrapped in a white cloth.
Song Zhou reached out to accept it. One side of the white cloth fell, exposing a section of a dried, withered wrist.
“Ah!” Song Zhou screamed and let go subconsciously. However, the item was caught by a hand that reached out next to him.
Feng Ci steadied the corpse and said with a dull voice: “Little Song-Shixiong, try to be more careful.”
Song Zhou lowered his head and acknowledged him quietly.
The two people helped move the corpses to the vacant space on the entrance plaza.
There were a total of 36 dead bodies.
This was already around the population of a medium-small cultivation sect.
Feng Ci gave a sweeping glance. There was even a 7-9 years old child there.
The news of Xie WuHan’s return spread very quickly. Instantly plenty of people surrounded the entrance plaza at the front mountains. A few elders, who were rarely visible normally, also rushed over.
However, Pei QianYue didn’t come.
Feng Ci silently stood in the back of the crowd. Song Zhou walked next to him.
“Lu-Shidi, thank you for just now.”
Feng Ci was still thinking about something else. After freezing for a moment, he finally realized the other was talking about the incident that happened while moving the corpse just now.
He had already forgotten about this little trifle and waved his hand: “It’s nothing.”
“Ac……actually, it was indeed Cheng-Shixiong who sent me over.” The young boy’s cheeks flushed bright red. Slowly, he stuttered out: “However, I was really very worried about you. Seeing that you were fine, I am very happy.”
Now these words were rather sincere.
Song Zhou continued to say: “Really sorry about before, but I…… Cheng-Shixiong didn’t allow me to inform you ahead of time. Not to mention, the City Master has been leaving the Sect frequently lately. I thought you might not be meeting……”
A light flashed faintly in Feng Ci’s eyes: “Is he leaving the Sect to investigate the thing with the cultivation sects?”
“This I don’t know…… Should be, probably.” Song Zhou sighed: “For the cultivation sects to experience such calamity, everyone fears for their safety. Who knows when the murderer can be found.”
Feng Ci pointed at the corpse all over the floor: “When the previous cultivation sects were attacked, people died like this also?”
“That’s right.” Song Zhou nodded: “In the past, Xie-shixiong and the others also brought back some corpses a few times. Most died in this state. I heard them say, this is……”
“Death from having their spiritual energy drained dry.” Feng Ci said with a heavy voice.
Usually murderers either seek wealth or revenge, or they’re in search of a thrill. In any case, they were always in pursuit of something.
Feng Ci has been curious this entire time, what was this mysterious murderer seeking, to kill so many people and still not feel satisfied.
Now he finally received the answer.
‘He’ wanted spiritual energy.
Feng Ci looked at the noisy crowd in the distance and asked softly: “You said…… Pei QianYue has been leaving the sect frequently lately?”
It was night time.
A sharp, cold sword light pierced through the thick layer of clouds and descended from the skies, landing in a pitch black forest.
Pei QianYue walked out from the sword light. Not stopping, he went directly into the deep parts of the forest.
A golden butterfly followed quietly behind him. That butterfly’s pattern was gorgeous like crimson clouds, however both wings were extremely thin. It gently fluttered behind Pei QianYue, circling a few times before ultimately landing on his robes.
However, the latter never noticed.
Pei QianYue’s figure quickly vanished in the front.
Feng Ci walked out from behind a tree.
A faint spiritual energy glowed on the tip of his finger. Like a thin thread, it connected to the butterfly in the distance.
Pei QianYue said that the Immortal Alliance didn’t find any clues. Feng Ci thought he was only bullshitting.
But since he refused to talk, Feng Ci was also too lazy to socialize with him. Why not come over to take a look personally.
However……what exactly was this place?
No village ahead and no inn behind, it was completely in the middle of nowhere. Why would Pei QianYue come here?
This forest covered a large area. Pei QianYue slowly walked in the front. Feng Ci followed behind him at a reasonable distance. After walking about an incense stick of time, Feng Ci finally couldn’t take it anymore and yawned.
In the middle of the night and he was here, following behind this guy taking a stroll?
Don’t you know that sleep is very important for old people?
With this split moment of distraction, the shadows of the trees around him swayed. In the wind, a sharp cold sword qi attacked him from behind.
Perhaps because this attack contained an excessively violent and cold killing intent, Feng Ci’s defensive instincts forced him to subconsciously raise his hand and form a qi sword in his palm.
However, he realized soon after where this energy came from.
The spiritual energy gathering within his palm dispersed abruptly. A large figure pressed up against him from the back and clamped down on his arm, restraining it behind his back.
A slender, pale-white hand reached over, holding up a ceaselessly struggling golden butterfly before his eyes.
“In these hundreds of years, you’re the first one courageous enough to follow this Venerable One.”
That hand closed little by little, slowly squeezing the butterfly into dust.
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Xiao Hei: A man who keeps increasing the difficulty level in the pursuit of his wife everyday
Thank you for the chapter!
That scene looks like from bdsm romantic novels, lol
Thank you for new chapter 🤍🤍🤍
Very suggestive~ ;3c
peeks at tl’s profile picture… squeaks goes the butterfly 😂
Its true Pei’s behaviour is quite suspicious, but I don’t believe our MC could fall in love with a mass murderer.
Thank you for the update!
pfft reasonable deduction xD
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Thanks for the update~
Thanks for the chapter ~
Oooo. Hmmm. Weren’t they just talking about spiritual deposits in the previous chapter? Hmmmm interestingggg
Ooops wrong post of my comment, wasn’t meant to reply. Sorry!
i’m hooked
Thanks for the chapter 🤣❤️
Hm, missing body, sect people being sucked dry by someone… Could his real body be the culprit? You know, the cliché plot where one’s body gained sentience and instinctively trying to find a way to live.
you might be right 😱
Thanks for the chapter
its totally the mad scientist’s doing
thanks for the chapter!
Bet he is visiting his wifey’s body
Didn’t it say in one of the first chapters that the first mass killing was discovered by returning disciples who had been away on an errand? But here it says that Feng Ci and the other guy were the first and only survivors… (Also, they weren’t even the only survivors, they were a whole bunch, it’s just that the others died due to messing with the arrays on the mountain)
I’m confused 😂
Anyway, thank you for the translation!
xiaohei sure loves to press against the master 🤭
that poor butterfly QAQ