Chapter 667: What are you doing, haven

"My Dao title is Kumu!"

Xuanqing Daozhang finished speaking, and saw Feng Yanrong's strange gaze; evidently she had seen the name of this Taoist temple, and upon hearing his Dao title could probably guess a thing or two, and without hiding anything, said directly:

"As for which immortal mountain I cultivate on, I can only say, Brother Feng, you flatter me too much; I'm just an ordinary Taoist. On the path of cultivation I have no particular talent, I simply cultivate at this Kumu Guan!"

"So it's actually Kumu Daozhang in person!"

Feng Yanrong wanted to say some flattering and comforting words, but when the words reached her lips she simply couldn't utter them; it wasn't because of her pride, but because she wasn't allowed to say such things in front of Xuanqing Daozhang.

It was because, given Xuanqing Daozhang's age, he has likely seen many storms; if she were to flatter and comfort him, it would not benefit him, but rather make him feel disgust.

What she is doing now requires winning Xuanqing Daozhang's favor!

Xuanqing Daozhang asked, "Brother Feng, this should be our first meeting; may I ask what brings you to my place?"

"Since Kumu Daozhang asked, I won't hide anything: this time I came while passing Liangshui Town, and in the desolate hills I encountered a feud killing!"

At this point Feng Yanrong paused, stared deeply at Xuanqing Daozhang, her face full of complex emotions, and said seriously, "I wonder, Kumu Daozhang, do you know who was the victim of the ambush?"

Using her keen eyesight, ever since Xuanqing Daozhang opened the gate of Kumu Guan she had taken notice of him; due to certain special reasons she could not directly employ the Dharma Eye to observe him, yet she could still vaguely discern some issues. She did not know Xuanqing Daozhang's exact cultivation level, but could tell he possessed some ability.

It wasn't solely from her eyesight; before rushing to Kumu Guan she had already investigated the specifics, learned of the recent events in Liangshui Town, and even saw one corpse after another gruesomely slain, which is why she set her sights on Kumu Daozhang.

She knows Xuanqing Daozhang is formidable because she learned that not long ago he clashed evenly with Zhu Clan Imperial Attendant Kong Yuan Si; it is said that the latter is a Golden Core stage Imperial Attendant of the Zhu Clan and is renowned throughout Xiang Xian.

Faintly.

She could vaguely sense on Xuanqing Daozhang a slight, fierce fluctuation of magical energy; his aura differs from that of a conventional cultivator—he follows the proper path, not a crooked, unorthodox method, and seems unlikely to manipulate Paper Persons, yet an old saying fits well:

"You can know a person's face but not their heart!"

Let alone.

The Paper Person she encountered outside Liangshui Town not long ago was not an ordinary Paper Person; from its techniques it was clear the mastermind behind it likely follows the Sword Cultivator path.

Only.

She did not know why it had learned the method of controlling Paper Persons, and from the recent battle she fought with it she clearly understood the Paper Person's power.

It was either that the opponent had cultivated the Paper‑controlling method to an unfathomable depth, or that it practiced an unconventional Paper‑controlling technique, thus displaying extraordinarily outrageous abilities.

All signs indicate the mastermind behind the Paper‑controlling is not an ordinary Evil Cultivator.

It would be no surprise if Xuanqing Daozhang were the mastermind who ambushed Zhu Xing's party not long ago.

"It's not you, woman, that I'm like this; in front of you there's no disguise, and you still discuss with my master the incident that happened not long ago outside Liangshui Town?"

Wang Ping'an listened to Feng Yanrong's words; deep in his eyes a flash of discontent flickered, and he retorted, "Shouldn't what you're doing now be competing with my master to take me as a disciple? The things you say—are they because you lack vision, or because my performance fails to move you?" He had just rushed out of the Taoist temple and snatched the Jade Flute that Feng Yanrong wore at her waist, not merely out of greed; he also obtained a brand‑new profession: Musician Path, and likewise a brand‑new piece of music: Sad Music. He used a treasure to perform the piece Sad Music, to see if it was powerful, and during that time also wanted to show off well in front of Feng Yanrong.

His dazzling performance stirred her, leaving her with no mind to continue caring; her purpose in coming here was to investigate the mastermind who ambushed Zhu Xing's party.

Otherwise.

Given his talent, not to mention this Jade Flute—though he hasn't yet fully unleashed the full skill of the piece Sad Music, nor fully displayed the flute's power, from having the flute in his hand and using it to play Sad Music he can probably sense the flute's extraordinary nature.

Even if it isn't a formidable treasure, at least it is a formidable magical instrument.

With a simple casual blow on this magical instrument, the Jade Flute can unleash unimaginable power.

However.

With his current ability, even a single leaf he is confident he could play Sad Music to produce a tear‑inducing effect.

Little did he know.

Feng Yanrong actually ignored his performance and kept discussing the recent incident outside Liangshui Town where he ambushed Zhu Xing.

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"Damn, that bastard Zhu Xing, what does he have to do with you? Why do you care so much about his life and death? How can you not care at all about my talent? Even if you don't want to take a disciple, does your sect not want a genius?"

Wang Ping'an couldn't help muttering a curse, deeply doubting whether he was backfiring, and looked anxiously at Xuanqing Daozhang; seeing his master's calm, carefree demeanor, he finally breathed a little relief.

Obviously.

His master must already be accustomed to his extraordinary nature; thus, stealing Feng Yanrong's Jade Flute and playing Sad Music before his master is not something that surprises him.

However.

He is very worried that Feng Yanrong's continued discussion of the recent incident outside Liangshui Town might cause his master to recall some 'bad' matters.

Wang Ping'an gritted his teeth and decided to push again; after all, his master doesn't mind his oddities, and the more outrageous his oddities become, the more his master will likely understand.

"Brother Feng, you must be referring to what just happened, right? Yet I haven't left Liangshui Town today, so how could I possibly know what occurred outside the town?"

Xuanqing Daozhang gave Feng Yanrong a casual glance, but deep down he was still speculating about what she meant; a name kept surfacing in his mind, and until Feng Yanrong answered in person he dared not jump to conclusions, saying expressionlessly:

"Or are you suspecting, Brother Feng, that the ambush outside Liangshui Town was done by me?"

(End of Chapter)