Sixty li outside of Qian Dong City.
There is a small town called Hong Hu.
As Ye Feng and his group slowly entered Qian Dong City.
A luxurious carriage, drawn by a pure white horse, was about to leave Hong Hu Town.
“Miss.”
A white-haired swordsman descended from the sky beside the carriage: “There is news that the young master of Jixia Academy has entered Qian Dong City…”
“How many of the Four Venerable Envoys will come?”
Yue Yao asked softly from within the carriage.
“Miss, two Venerable Envoys are already on their way, they should arrive in a day or two.”
The white-haired swordsman replied respectfully.
“Good, then we will wait for a day or two.”
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Qian Dong City, in an inconspicuous tavern.
“If you encounter the ancient master of Western Chu, ensure his survival and bring him back to Wangcheng Mountain?”
After reading the note in his hand, the young Taoist placed it in the wine cup in front of him and swirled it around, the paper dissolving into the wine: “The headmaster really says whatever he wants!”
“Ensure his survival? Can I even beat those demons?”
“Bring him back to Wangcheng Mountain? Can I, someone in the Earthly Realm, even beat the ancient master?”
After venting his frustrations, Wang Yixing finished the wine in his cup, his eyes gradually brightening: “I understand!”
“The headmaster is planning to replace me, the current head disciple…”
“But he is not willing to kill me, so he is using the ancient master to get rid of me…”
“Hmm? Why do I have such strange thoughts…”
As Wang Yixing muttered to himself, his gaze fell upon the long street, and he saw a graceful young man among a large group of people: “It’s over, I must have been poisoned by Ye Gongzi.”
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Outside the Marquis of Western Town’s Mansion.
Wen Hu Jiu, carrying a wine jug, brushed past a porter, and then a piece of paper appeared on the ring of his jug.
He pretended to drink, but opened the note.
“Western Chu swordsmanship, seeking the Dao through heaven, everyone looks up to it, give way to it.”
“But if there is a deceptive art, take it!”
“If the Bai Li clan is in danger, retreat!”
Wen Hu Jiu furrowed his brows slightly, understanding the meaning.
The Wen family rose to prominence through poison, and they scoffed at the so-called world’s greatest swordsmanship.
But rumor had it that Western Chu’s Confucian Immortal possessed a terrifying art, unpredictable and beyond mortal comprehension, even the renowned Wen Lin could not escape it.
“Deceptive art, ah, deceptive art, Father, I want to see the true Dao!”
“You might have forgotten that your son was once the famous ‘Poison Swordsman’…”
As Wen Hu Jiu was complaining, a green snake darted out from his sleeve and swallowed the note in one bite. He suddenly turned around and saw Wen Luo Yu standing behind him.
“A message from Father?”
Wen Luo Yu’s expression was calm.
“Yes, Father said that under the Dao, there is a deceptive art.”
Wen Hu Jiu did not intend to deceive her and nodded: “The Dao is left to the world, the deceptive art is left to the Wen family.”
“What if we can’t get it?”
Wen Luo Yu asked again.
“I’m also curious, if we can’t get it, are you going to help the Bai Li family, little sister?”
Wen Hu Jiu chuckled: “Or are you going to help the Wen family?!”
“I’ll help my son!”
Wen Luo Yu also smiled, answering without hesitation: “Then what will brother choose?”
Upon hearing this.
Wen Hu Jiu’s gaze softened, and he gently rubbed Wen Luo Yu’s head, like he used to do when she was little.
After pondering for a moment, he slowly said: “Don’t worry, Father said if the Bai Li clan is in danger, then retreat.”
“Father said retreat, not aid…”
Wen Luo Yu suddenly looked into the distance, her eyes filled with worry: “This means that Father realizes this is different, it might even cause the Bai Li clan…”
She didn’t finish her sentence, but her tone became much heavier.
“The Wen family is the Wen family, I am me. I don’t care what happens to the Bai Li clan, but my sister can’t be harmed, and neither can my nephew!”
Wen Hu Jiu vowed with conviction, his gaze also turned to the distance, his mouth twitching suddenly: “How did that guy come here?”
“Who?”
Wen Luo Yu looked surprised, she had never seen her brother react like this.
“Who else could it be?”
Wen Hu Jiu shook his head and sighed: “The Ye Feng I told you about…”
“The young Grandmaster?”
“The young Poison Master!”
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When Bai Li Cheng Feng brought the academy’s envoys back to the Marquis of Western Town’s Mansion, he sent someone to the military camp.
Bai Li Luo Chen in the military camp was not surprised when he received the news, he simply replied:
“Pass the word, let Bai Li Cheng Feng handle everything.”
“Understood!”
The messenger came and went quickly, and Bai Li Cheng Feng invited everyone to the main hall of the Marquis of Western Town’s Mansion to rest for a while.
“You came suddenly, the guest rooms are still being prepared, please wait a moment.”
After exchanging pleasantries, Bai Li Cheng Feng’s gaze fell on Ye Feng, who was much younger than the other young masters: “Who is this?”
“Ye Feng.”
Bai Li Cheng Feng was taken aback: “You are the young Grandmaster from the rumors in the world?”
“The Marquis is mistaken.”
“That was just a fabricated rumor, what young Grandmaster, it’s all a lie.”
Ye Feng shook his head and said with a serious expression: “To be precise, I should be…”
“A young Sword Immortal.”
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Bai Li Cheng Feng was stunned, his expression became strange, as if he was saying, how could there be such shameless people in the world?
Without entering the Great Xiaoyao Realm, how dare you call yourself a ‘Immortal’?
Moreover, a Sword Immortal?
Do you even have a sword?!
“Cough, cough, cough…”
Xiao Ruofeng coughed a few times, somewhat amused: “Your Highness, Young Master Ye is from the Jianghu, he is casual with his words, please forgive him.”
“It’s alright.”
Bai Li Cheng Feng took it as the arrogance of a young man and smiled slightly: “I received a letter from the academy recently, Mr. Li wants to take on another disciple…”
“I wonder, Young Master, are you here in Qian Dong City to bring several people to participate in the teacher evaluation this time?”
“One.”
Xiao Ruofeng replied.
“The academy is strict, I guess you won’t bring many people.”
Bai Li Cheng Feng nodded slightly.
“The Marquis is wrong.” Xiao Ruofeng smiled.
“I was wrong again?”
Bai Li Cheng Feng’s eyebrows furrowed, what does he mean?
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