"As you command." The Disciple respectfully saluted.
After Yuan Qing True Lord left, another Disciple came over and asked, "Martial Brother, if a team is truly established to strictly review our actions, wouldn't the small matters of daily life be impossible to hide?"
"First, clear up the matters at hand. If we can get our own people in, that would be best. If not, it will most likely be those upright Law Enforcement Hall members. But they are single-minded in their pursuit of the sword and do not know how to adapt. They can stabilize the situation, and there will be opportunities in the future," the Disciple suggested.
"Understood."
On Chen Ming Peak, several sword lights occasionally streaked across the sky, and a group of female cultivators, each with a different demeanor, arrived together and landed at the foot of Chen Ming Peak.
Qing Feng slightly tilted his ear, taking in all the surrounding sounds, and secretly shook his head.
Indeed, the so-called gentleness of female cultivators was merely a facade; in reality, they were all elusive beings. The role of a disguise became especially important at this moment.
Facing the crowd gathering from all directions, Qing Feng outwardly showed joy, but inwardly remained vigilant.
Only when the crowd densely gathered to three or four thousand people did Qing Feng begin to act.
The ground trembled slightly, and the Great Mysterious Dog, having recovered to Golden Core fifth level, released its demonic power. A three-foot-high earthen platform slowly rose, and a blurry figure appeared on it.
Everyone's eyes were full of curiosity. Several powerful individuals wanted to investigate the true identity of the figure, but only saw a mass of light and shadow.
Han Su Fairy, a Heaven Sword Peak Disciple from Qin Yue's group of close friends, sensed it for a while but found no clues. She couldn't help but ask, "Little Qin Yue, who is this person? Although I can't discern his cultivation, this small spell is used very skillfully."
Qin Yue said seriously, "His identity must be kept secret, otherwise he won't continue updating."
"I originally planned to go into seclusion for two years and just listen to the grand finale, but as soon as you left, it stopped updating for over a year," Han Su Fairy said helplessly.
"There should be more content this time, right?" Although Qin Yue was unsure, she still comforted her. "If there isn't more, it wouldn't be fair to so many of us who came to show support," another Immortal Maiden interjected.
At this moment, a flash of light streaked across the sky, and Yan Yi appeared.
"Weren't you familiarizing yourself with your new realm and researching third-grade pills? Why are you out?" Han Su Fairy asked.
"I heard there was a show here, so I came to join the fun and also to support someone," Yan Yi replied.
"Do you know who he is?" Qin Yue asked, her face full of doubt.
Yan Yi smiled and transmitted her voice, "Who else could it be that would make you mobilize such a large crowd, besides him?"
"So you came for Qing Feng? The relationship after shared adversity is indeed different. Do you want to consider becoming my Martial Brother's wife?" Qin Yue's eyes lit up.
Yan Yi's smile paused, her face flushed, and then she said indignantly, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm just here to repay a favor, not necessarily to offer myself. But you, isn't he your husband?"
"No, why are you blushing then?" Qin Yue looked at Yan Yi as if she had discovered something new.
Just as everyone wanted to ask further, the storyteller's gavel struck the high platform.
Everyone quieted down. The storyteller's gavel, also called "Silence," made the listeners immediately shut up and curiously turn their attention to the stage.
Then, a voice with a sense of vicissitude sounded.
"In life, destiny, luck, feng shui, accumulated virtue, study, reputation, appearance, reverence for gods, making noble connections, and maintaining health are the ten most important things, with destiny ranking first."
"All things in the world have their destiny. Some people have a difficult life, with everything going wrong; some are born wealthy and have everything they desire—this is destiny."
"But destiny is not fixed; sometimes it needs external forces to change."
"Legend has it that ten thousand years ago, there was a place called Guchuan Province, protected by a natural array due to its unique terrain, isolated from the outside world, and little known.
However, due to changes in the celestial dao, the people here had to prove their path through slaughter, and the interior was full of strife."
...
"Wait, weren't you going to talk about the 'Wind and Cloud'? How did it turn into a history lesson? As for the history of Guchuan Province, who knows if it's true or false? Are there any friends from Guchuan Province here?" Lan Shan, a Sword Sharpening Peak Disciple beside Qin Yue, asked directly.
"I'm not sure. I am from Guchuan Province, and as far as I know, ten thousand years ago, Guchuan Province was indeed isolated from the world, but later, for some reason, the array was destroyed, and it seems to have been massacred by the Demon Clan, leading to a Interrupt in historical records. I don't know the specific situation either."
A Disciple stood up and explained.
"I pretty much think the same. I always thought Guchuan Province was just an ordinary region."
"Indeed, who cares about past events? They've already happened, what's there to see?"
...
As each Disciple shared their views on Guchuan Province, everyone shook their heads and turned to continue listening to the story.
"At that time, within Guchuan Province, there was a peerless hero named Xiong Ba. His domineering aura was unmatched, and with the ambition to divide the world, he founded the Tianxiahui, intending to conquer Guchuan Province."
"He invited the divination master Mud Bodhisattva to interpret a fortune for him: 'How can a golden Qilin be a creature of the pond? Once it encounters wind and cloud, it transforms into a dragon.'"
As soon as the words fell, thunder roared. A golden carp materialized in the pond and leaped into the air. A fierce wind rose, rushing straight into the clouds, followed by a dragon's roar that echoed through heaven and earth, and the figure of a Nine Heavens Divine Dragon appeared.
Then, a domineering figure emerged, aloof and arrogant, and everyone's eyes changed accordingly.
"What sharp eyes! If he were still alive, he would definitely be an extraordinary person," Lan Shan said excitedly after a glance.
"The third Martial Brother, Nie Feng, the God of Wind, in a fierce battle, Second Brother Bu Jingyun unleashed a palm strike 'Paiyun.' Nie Feng had no time to dodge and was about to be hit.
At this critical moment, Kong Ci, despite her low cultivation, bravely stepped forward to block the palm for Nie Feng. Instantly, her meridians were severed, her life hung by a thread, and she collapsed into Nie Feng's arms."
"Witnessing all this, Bu Jingyun was shocked and heartbroken, rushing forward."
"Kong Ci, on the verge of death, wearing Qin Shuang's wedding dress, nestled in Nie Feng's arms, looked at the rushing Bu Jingyun and gently shook her head. With a satisfied smile on her face, she said, 'To die in the arms of the one I love, I have no regrets.'"
After saying this, she passed away.
"Clap!" With a strike of the gavel, the story paused. "To know what happens next, please listen to the next installment."
"What? That's it?"
"Then what? Kong Ci died, will Bu Jingyun erupt?"
"Or will Qin Shuang be enraged to the extreme by the actions of the two Martial Brothers? What about the next plot?"
The sound suddenly stopped. A group of listeners first froze, then stood up one after another to press for answers.
The most straightforward Sword Sharpening Peak Disciple of the Purple Rock sect even jumped directly onto the high platform to look for the storyteller, but only caught a glimpse of light and shadow, not seeing the person. He shouted in anger, "Where did this guy run off to? Ending the chapter like this is simply heartless."
