Chapter 315: Missing
"No, seven or eight years ago, I was helping Senior Martial Brother Ma look after the medicine garden. Wasn't the Blood Trial also happening at that time? Why does Senior Martial Sister have this question?" Han Li raised his head and answered frankly, even with a look of curiosity on his face at the right time.
Chen Chen Qiaoqian's face turned pale, and after biting her red lips, she said somewhat stiffly:
"No? But I remember that Junior Martial Brother Han happened to go out once back then, and the time seems to be just right!"
"Oh, that was when I was preparing for the Blood Trial, so I went out to purchase some magic tools and talismans, but nothing unexpected happened." Han Li denied calmly.
Hearing Han Li say this, Chen Chen Qiaoqian was speechless for a long while! She just stared at Han Li coldly, making Han Li feel a bit "hairy" in his heart.
"Since that's the case, there's nothing to say! Junior Martial Brother, you can go. I want to stay alone for a while."
A trace of disappointment that was hard to detect flashed across Chen Chen Qiaoqian's face. She turned her face away gently, her voice full of fatigue.
Seeing this, Han Li sighed, knowing that no matter whether the other party believed this or not, this Senior Martial Sister Chen would not bother him again.
Because he meant to keep her at a distance, this Senior Martial Sister should be able to hear it. And with the other party's proud temper, she naturally wouldn't come to find him again and again.
"Senior Martial Sister, then I'll take my leave!" Han Li cupped his hands and turned to walk out of the garden without any hesitation.
After Han Li's figure completely disappeared, Chen Chen Qiaoqian looked at the direction of the garden gate with complex eyes and said in a low voice:
"If it wasn't you, who else could it be? The only person in the valley back then who had this strength and happened to go out was you, Junior Martial Brother Han!"
After saying this, she walked gracefully to a blooming peony flower, plucked the charming flower with her jade fingers, and placed it under her nose to sniff gently.
Accompanied by the fragrant floral scent, Chen Chen Qiaoqian fell into a world of contemplation.
Han Li walked out of the garden, let out a long sigh, shook his head, and returned to the hall with brisk steps.
Others were a bit surprised to see Han Li return so quickly. However, no one was so tactless as to take the initiative to ask about this.
Even if someone said a few jokes about Han Li and Chen Chen Qiaoqian, Han Li didn't care and smiled it off, with no abnormality on his face.
After a while, Chen Chen Qiaoqian also came in. She sat beside Zhong Zhong Weiniang as usual and continued to whisper to her.
Seeing this, others naturally felt embarrassed to joke about the two people's affairs again and immediately turned the topic back to the battle against the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Time passed quickly, and the daytime passed quickly.
The Yellow Maple Valley cultivators had long returned to their respective rooms, preparing for the great battle.
Although everyone felt that their side had an overwhelming advantage in the number of Foundation Establishment cultivators and that winning shouldn't be a problem, they were still extremely cautious. After all, no one would be careless with their own life.
However, thinking of the many benefits they could get after exterminating the Ghost Spirit Sect's lair, these people still found it hard to suppress the excitement in their hearts.
After all, when would these people usually have the opportunity to openly encircle and suppress Foundation Establishment cultivators? Of course, excluding life-and-death battles where they had to fight Demon Dao cultivators with their heads on their belts.
There wasn't just one or two Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Ghost Spirit Sect this time. It was thought that they could get quite a few good materials and premium magic tools from them! Especially those fellow disciples of Junior Martial Sister Chen who came to help, most of them actually came for this point.
Otherwise, relying on just an empty word of exterminating evil cultivators, who would come here to risk their lives for no reason!
Han Li also stayed in the room, quietly checking the puppet beasts in his hands, while the Four Friends of Meng Mountain stood respectfully in front of him, looking like they were led by Han Li.
Speaking of which, ever since Han Li's fellow disciples came, the black-faced old man had wanted to step forward and get close to these Foundation Establishment cultivators to see if he could get any benefits.
But whether it was Song Meng and the others, or the later Junior Martial Sister Chen and other cultivators, none of them took loose cultivators like the black-faced old man seriously. After saying a few impolite words, they sent these people away, making these people clearly realize that not every Foundation Establishment cultivator in the Seven Sects was willing to associate with them, so they became even more in awe of Han Li.
"Regardless of whether we win or lose this battle against the Black Fiend Sect, there is no need for you few to go. It would be better to leave the capital overnight to avoid the situation." Han Li's puppet beast flashed with white light as it was stored into his storage pouch, and then he said with a calm expression.
"But Senior, how can we retreat before the battle!" The black-faced old man hurriedly spoke on behalf of the others.
"This is not a question of retreating or not, but that you can't intervene at all. Joining in privately is just sending your lives away. Here are a few upper-grade magic tools; take one each! Consider it a parting gift from this Senior." Han Li shook his head and said with a slight smile.
After saying this, Han Li flicked his sleeve across the tabletop, and several shimmering, exquisite magic tools appeared on it.
Han Li didn't have a lack of top-grade magic tools, and the quantity was not small. After all, he had killed so many Foundation Establishment cultivators, and his collection was naturally astonishing.
However, he didn't have the intention of taking them out to give to these people. A few upper-grade magic tools were considered decent gifts for these loose cultivators in the Qi Refining stage. If he took out top-grade magic tools, it might instead stimulate the greed of these people, which would be even more unfavorable for him to subdue these people in the future.
Sure enough, when the Four Friends of Meng Mountain saw these magic tools, everyone showed joy, thanked him repeatedly, and said that if Han Li needed them to do anything in the future, he could just go to Meng Mountain to find them, and they would be very happy to serve Han Li.
Since he heard the promise he wanted to hear, Han Li simply gave them enough face and personally sent them out of Yuejing City, making these people even more grateful.
But when leaving, the black-faced old man suddenly pulled Han Li aside and said cautiously:
"Senior, will the Fifth Sister not appear in the Ghost Spirit Sect? Senior doesn't need to say anything; my brothers actually know it well, and the Fourth Brother probably guessed it a bit. However, no one among us broke this layer of window paper. After all, the Fifth Sister has already sunk too deep, so it's better that she doesn't appear in front of my brothers anymore!" After saying these words with deep meaning, the old man seemed to have put down some burden and bid farewell to Han Li with a respectful expression.
Han Li stood in place, looking at the gradually receding figures of the Four Friends of Meng Mountain, still pondering the intention of the black-faced old man's last words.
After a while, Han Li suddenly smiled dumbly, and then flew back to the city gracefully.
After returning to the Qin Mansion, the sky had darkened. The Yellow Maple Valley people were already fully armed in the hall, but he was surprised to find that the Third Senior Martial Brother was not in the room.
Han Li couldn't help but ask Song Meng, who was holding a blue sword magic tool and wiping it:
"Fourth Senior Martial Brother, where is Third Senior Martial Brother?"
"Senior Martial Brother Liu went to persuade Sixth Junior Martial Brother again. If Junior Martial Brother Wu agrees to go together, we will have more certainty in tonight's battle. But in my opinion, Senior Martial Brother Liu is wasting time! If the kid Wu Xuan was willing to help, he wouldn't have left in the first place!" Song Meng said without raising his head.
"Went to find Sixth Senior Martial Brother?"
Han Li frowned and just wanted to ask more, but Liu Jing returned from outside alone with a strange expression.
"Junior Martial Brother Liu, is that Junior Martial Brother Wu of yours still unwilling to come? If so, forget it. Whether he is there or not doesn't matter; the nine of us are enough to deal with the Ghost Spirit Sect people." One of the male disciples under Chen Chen Qiaoqian's fellow disciples said indifferently.
"If that were the case, it would be fine! The key is that this time I went, I didn't see Junior Martial Brother Wu at all!" Liu Jing smiled bitterly and said slowly.
At this, everyone, including Han Li, was stunned.
"What's going on, Senior Martial Brother Liu! Doesn't that coward live in a nearby inn? Did he check out early and return to the sect?" Zhong Zhong Weiniang blinked her big eyes and asked, guessing.
"No! I asked the innkeeper. Junior Martial Brother Wu went out yesterday morning and hasn't been seen since. And the clothes he brought for changing in the inn haven't been packed at all; it doesn't look like he returned to the valley." Liu Jing shook his head, his words full of worry.
Hearing this, the others also discussed it, but no one could say for sure what was going on.
However, Han Li thought faintly on the side:
"Could it be that this Wu Xuan is so unlucky that he was captured by the Ghost Spirit Sect?"
Perhaps Liu Jing and Han Li had the same thought, so he looked at the sky outside and said decisively:
"We'll talk about Junior Martial Brother Wu later. Let's set off now! We must succeed in one battle and thoroughly exterminate the Ghost Spirit Sect!"
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