Chapter 689: Walking the Road Walked by Those Before

"Didn't you say Wang Ping'an could let you rise another level in Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect? And you just walked away, just gave up?"

Xuanqing Daozhang watched Feng Yanrong riding a spirit deer, her decisive departing figure, his face full of surprise, and said: "No, since she said Wang Ping'an could let them rise another level in Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect, they wouldn't just give up so casually; there must be some scheme I don't know!"

He didn't doubt Feng Yanrong's words that Wang Ping'an could enable Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect to ascend another level.

Given Wang Ping'an's Innate Dao Body constitution, as long as he doesn't die prematurely, with serious cultivation in Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect and abundant resources, it is possible for Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect to rise another level.

He actually admired Feng Yanrong's keen eye.

He hadn't examined Wang Ping'an in detail, apparently still unaware that Wang Ping'an was an Innate Dao Body, but by seeing Wang Ping'an snatch the Jade Flute hanging at her waist and play a piece of Sad Music, he knew Wang Ping'an could let Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect rise another level.

Such keen eye is especially impressive!

However.

If it were him, upon seeing that Wang Ping'an, only a few months old—no, in Feng Yanrong's eyes perhaps only one or two years old, maybe still not understanding anything, could play Sad Music and draw people into an illusion, that alone would prove Wang Ping'an's innate talent on the path of the Musician.

"Ping'an…"

A wail sounded, startling Xuanqing Daozhang out of his myriad thoughts; looking up, he saw Liu Dongzhu waking from deep sleep, her complexion rosy, clearly having been uplifted in body, mind, and even Spirit Power by Feng Yanrong's performance of the Lullaby.

Thus the benefits of the Musician Path are evident, not only in combat but virtually in every aspect can be developed.

"Dongzhu, Ping'an is fine; he just fell asleep, just like you!"

Xuanqing Daozhang, after seeing Liu Dongzhu wake, immediately searched the surroundings for Wang Ping'an; upon seeing Wang Ping'an lying on the ground, his face turned ashen, devoid of any color, and he hurriedly warned a line, then, seeing Liu Dongzhu briskly stride toward Wang Ping'an's spot, he continued:

"The fellow Daoist just now played the Lullaby, which is for hypnosis!"

"All right, it's fine, all right!"

Liu Dongzhu hurried to Wang Ping'an, as if not hearing Xuanqing Daozhang's explanation, extended trembling hands, carefully examined Wang Ping'an, confirmed he still breathed, merely asleep, then exhaled in relief, lifted Wang Ping'an from the ground, was about to rise and return to Kumu Guan, when out of the corner of his eye he saw Xuanqing Daozhang standing to leave.

Liu Dongzhu asked, "Daozhang, where are you heading?"

"I'm going to the Le Family for a look!"

Xuanqing Daozhang explained.

Not long ago.

During a meal, he mentioned the Le Family and Le Wenmao to the Wang Family members, letting them know that his childhood friend and brother‑in‑law Le Wenmao had passed away, leaving the Le Family with only the solitary Le Zhuang as a lone sprout.

Liu Dongzhu, holding Wang Ping'an, watched Xuanqing Daozhang's departing figure and said, "Daozhang, take care!"

Xuanqing Daozhang nodded, saying nothing; this time his visit to the Le Family was not merely to see Le Zhuang, but to prepare to strike Zhu Xing, lure out the Liang Shui River River God, and eradicate him completely.

He didn't know whether he could match the Liang Shui River River God, but given the latter's level of wickedness, he could not allow the River God to continue wreaking havoc.

It wasn't only his sense of justice that drove him, but also the plaque of this Kumu Guan—more precisely, his master Kumu Daozhang.

He had followed his master Kumu Daozhang since childhood, yet clearly knew that his master would leave Kumu Guan every few days to slay demons and monsters nearby. The justice in his heart was born from witnessing his master repeatedly exterminate demons.

Now a so‑called River God is committing crimes on his master's territory, harming the people; how could he allow the culprit to live, would that not tarnish his master's reputation?

Regrettably.

He was far inferior to his master; otherwise he wouldn't need to start with Zhu Xing, that beast. If he possessed his master's abilities, upon learning the River God's misdeeds, he would have rushed into Liang Shui River, broken into the River God's mansion, and slain the scourge on the spot.

Moreover.

Even if he began with Zhu Xing, after careful deliberation he lacked confidence in being able to deal with this repeatedly malicious River God.

He wasn't afraid of death, not because his end was near; since his cultivation broke through to the Golden Core stage, his lifespan, though previously shortened by twenty years, was extended by an unknown number of years with the breakthrough.

At his current age, in the cultivation world, he was only just starting out, not old, indeed still quite young.

However.

Since his relatives kept passing away, he had little attachment to the mortal world, having long taken life and death lightly, let alone now learning that his sister is in the underworld.

Not only had she not been reincarnated, but she had become a Saintess of the Yin Yue Sect.

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If he weren't wary of Wang Ping'an, he would want to go to the underworld to reunite with his sister.

How could he possibly fear death?

The only thing he feared was lacking the ability to slay the Liang Shui River River God and provoke Liang Shui River; he didn't care whether he might die at the River God's hands, but he cared that the River God might take his anger out on the Wang Family members.

Only.

That thought lingered in his mind only briefly before he dispelled it.

Xuanqing Daozhang's gaze swept the surroundings; although the area was empty, lacking what he sought, he firmly believed that Feng Yanrong, who had just left riding the spirit deer, was hiding nearby and had not truly left Liangshui Town.

Given Feng Yanrong's regard for Wang Ping'an, even if she perished at the River God's hands, should the River God dare to take his anger out on the Wang Family, Feng Yanrong would certainly intervene.

She might even slay the River God on the spot, removing a scourge for the surrounding villagers.

If Feng Yanrong were a bit smarter, she wouldn't just take Wang Ping'an to Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect; she would take the entire Wang Family.

Given Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect's power, even if the Prime Minister's Daughter knew the Wang Family were there, she might still be naive enough to want to root them out, but he believed the Prime Minister's Daughter was shrewd enough to know not to provoke Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect.

For the Wang Family, heading to Leshan Sect Sect Sect Sect was also a good destination.

Zhang Guihua, watching Liu Dongzhu carry Wang Ping'an inside, couldn't help but worry, "Dongzhu, are you and Ping'an alright?"

The gate of Kumu Guan remained closed; Xuanqing Daozhang and Feng Yanrong were speaking at the doorway, and her eyesight was decent enough to clearly see what was happening outside Kumu Guan.

What worried her was that Wang Ping'an and Liu Dongzhu inexplicably fainted to the ground; if Xuanqing Daozhang hadn't been nearby, she couldn't help but rush over to protect their safety.

(End of Chapter)