Chapter 115

Mu You grabbed Hong Zun's hand and said with a smile.

Upon hearing that, Hong Zun also gave a faint smile.

"How? You have some again now?"

"My junior brother just misremembered; it seems there are still a few left."

Mu You gave an embarrassed smile, but in his heart he was cordially cursing Hong Zun's ancestors eighteen generations over; he had long heard that Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ used vile methods, and their hearts were dirty as well.

Now it seems, as Peak Master, Hong Zun is more than up to the task.

But he wondered how this old thing knew so much.

Not only does he know I refined the Burial Bone Pill, he even knows about Yao Mei's affair.

This is completely digging my own grave.

Looking at Mu You's sincere gaze, Hong Zun smiled and nodded.

"Then junior brother, go get it; Shī xiōng only needs two."

"All right, Shī xiōng, please wait a moment."

Saying that, Mu You hurried off; watching his retreating back, Hong Zun's smile grew brighter.

"Junior brother, junior brother, with these secrets, Shī xiōng won't eat you for a lifetime?"

Soon Mu You brought the Burial Bone Pill, put it away satisfied, didn't linger, and Hong Zun left quickly.

He escorted him all the way to the Dong Fu's exterior, Mu You said with a smile.

"Shī xiōng, take your leave slowly."

On his face he smiled, but in his heart he couldn't help cursing, this old thing is truly too scheming.

Returning to Divine Sword Peak, Qing Shi came forward at once.

"How did it go?"

"When I acted, it was easy as catching something in hand; I got the Burial Bone Pill, now it's up to you."

"Rest assured."

Seeing Hong Zun successfully obtain the Burial Bone Pill, Qing Shi also smiled.

He did not leave under cover of night, but waited until the next morning, when Hong Zun summoned all the Elders of Divine Sword Peak and announced his intention to enter seclusion.

Recently, second senior brother Shi Song has been watching me closely; if I suddenly left the sect without any reason, it would surely draw that old thing's attention.

Thus Hong Zun and I planned to secretly leave the sect, outwardly announcing that we were entering seclusion.

When the Formation opens, no one will notice.

In response, the Elders each nodded weakly.

They have also been having a rough time lately; with Ye Changqing absent, the entire Divine Sword Peak is filled with a deathly stillness.

Leaving the hall, the Elders sighed one after another.

"Alas, this year has been hard."

"Who says otherwise? Even the Peak Master and Grand Elder are planning to enter seclusion."

"Why don't we also enter seclusion? We can raise our cultivation and divert some attention."

"I think that works."

The Elders thought Hong Zun and Qing Shi entered seclusion because Ye Changqing was absent, they had no food, were vexed, and simply chose seclusion.

That seemed a good idea; the Elders immediately decided to all enter seclusion.

Anyway, with no food to eat, what else could they do if not seclude?

But they had no idea that Hong Zun and Qing Shi's seclusion was not real; they were preparing to go to Jinhai Yingdi for a feast.

As for them, each one bitterly went into actual seclusion.

Within a day, Hong Zun and Qing Shi announced their seclusion; then at noon, all the Elders of Divine Sword Peak also announced theirs.

By afternoon, the Steward of Divine Sword Peak also entered seclusion.

"The Peak Master and the Elders have all entered seclusion?"

"We should also enter seclusion."

"Seal, seal, seal—these past few days have starved me; just thinking I must endure another year makes my heart unbearable."

"Why can't I be a few hundred years younger? Those little brats went to Jinhai Yingdi to eat well and drink spicy, leaving us old fogies here."

"Stop saying useless things; just enter seclusion."

"If Ye Changqing doesn't return to the sect, I, old man, swear not to leave seclusion."

"Right, if Ye Changqing doesn't return to the sect, we swear not to leave seclusion."

For a moment, only the Elders and Steward of Divine Sword Peak remained, collectively in seclusion.

In the Law Enforcement Hall, Shi Song was handling affairs when a steward suddenly came forward to report.

"Chief, something has happened at Divine Sword Peak."

Upon hearing it was Divine Sword Peak, Shi Song's brows knit directly, and he spoke with displeasure.

"What now? The disciples have all gone to Jinhai Yingdi, leaving only those few old fogies; still not letting people rest easy?"

Anything concerning Divine Sword Peak, Shi Song feels, is never good.

This Divine Sword Peak truly is the lifelong nemesis of their Law Enforcement Hall.

"Everyone at Divine Sword Peak has entered seclusion."

Everyone entering seclusion at once is indeed somewhat unusual, but Shi Song's demands on Divine Sword Peak have already been lowered repeatedly; he immediately relaxed and said.

"Let them seclude; as long as it doesn't involve other peaks, let them do whatever."

"Just let Divine Sword Peak handle its own affairs, not involve other peaks; Shi Song's Law Enforcement Hall can't be bothered to manage it."

"Yes."

Soon it was night; on Divine Sword Peak, two black shadows flashed by, their speed reaching the extreme.

With Hong Zun and Qing Shi's cultivation, wanting to quietly leave the Sect was not difficult.

Moreover, everyone thought they were in seclusion, so the two easily flew out of the Dao Yi Sect.

Heading all the way toward the Formation Sect, on the way Hong Zun casually asked Qing Shi.

"Can you handle the Formation Sect?"

"Probably yes."

Qing Shi replied somewhat guiltily; hearing this, Hong Zun's brows furrowed instantly, "You weren't saying that before."

Back in the Sect, Qing Shi had beaten his chest until it turned purple, constantly saying it was a trivial matter.

But now that we've left the Sect, why does your tone seem off?

"Don't mess with me—can you do it or not?"

"Um, should be, perhaps, maybe no problem."

"Holy shit, you're playing me—what's going on? I've already got the Buried Bone Pill in hand, and now you're bailing on me."

Hong Zun truly doesn't know anyone from the Formation Sect; otherwise, he wouldn't even want to waste words with such an unreliable old coot.

Seeing Hong Zun truly anxious, Qing Shi said embarrassedly.

"It's just that we had some unpleasantness with the Formation Sect before, but it's nothing major—don't worry, I'll definitely get the Heaven Abyss Grand Formation sorted for you; after all, I want to eat too."

"Some unpleasant little things?" Hearing Qing Shi's words, Hong Zun eyed him suspiciously, feeling uneasy inside.

"This old coot's words are all over the place—who knows what his so-called trivial matter really is."

"But for now there's no other option; we can only go check out the Formation Sect first."

Flying nonstop, at their speed they reached the Formation Sect in a day.

"The Formation Sect is right ahead—do you have any confidence or not?"

"Rest assured."

As they spoke, the two flew toward the Formation Sect, but just as they entered, a Formation Sect disciple below suddenly shouted.

"Damn it, he's back again."

"Quick, inform the Sect Master and the Elders."

In an instant, a loud bell rang from within the Formation Sect; hearing it, Hong Zun's face changed—this must be the bell that tolls only when the Sect faces a major crisis.

He turned his head, gave Qing Shi a dark look, and gritted his teeth.

"What's going on with the Formation Sect? Why do they react so strongly the moment we arrive?"

"It's fine, it's fine—just some past unpleasantness."

Qing Shi gave a vague explanation.