Chapter 67

Zhuo Wanqiu suddenly realized that she seemed to have misunderstood.

Ji You has a fiancée, so naturally, he would not have any connection with their own Inspector.

This brain of mine... I don't know why, but it was the same back at Spirit Sword Mountain; whenever I saw a man and a woman walking together, I felt they were in love.

Just at this moment, the immortal mountain behind them hummed once again.

This was the third time; the central immortal mountain in the deepest part of the ruins erupted with boundless immortal light, causing the outside world to be pitch black, while the Qiling where they were located was illuminated in all directions.

Wen Zhengxin gripped his long sword, looked back up, and felt a tremor in his heart.

"Withdraw quickly!"

"That person from Spirit Sword Mountain, you come with us."

Zhuo Wanqiu came to her senses upon hearing this, glanced at the direction of the mountain entrance and the direction of Lishan, and after struggling for a long time, followed the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan disciples.

Since someone is going to save their fiancée, it's not good for you to run over and stop them.

Thus, the group retreated rapidly along the path they had come; because they had already walked the path once, the journey back was much faster.

After running for a long time, Zhuo Wanqiu gradually regained her ability to think, and seeing the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan disciples in front of her going in the opposite direction of the boundless immortal fate, without the slightest hesitation and without looking back, she couldn't help but feel surprised.

The Lingjian Mountain disciples withdrew as soon as they were told because they had to obey the Inspector's order.

What was the reason for the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan disciples?

She wouldn't be naive enough to think that just because of a word from her, these people who had previously formed a feud with Lingjian Mountain would change their minds.

"Did you intend to withdraw from the beginning?"

"Junior brother said that what is in the mountain is not an immortal fate, but a great disaster, and told us not to make meaningless sacrifices."

Wen Zhengxin replied.

Actually, a large part of the reason why she believed Zhuo Wanqiu was that she, like her junior brother, was urging them to leave.

Zhuo Wanqiu was stunned after hearing this: "He said that, and you believed him?"

"Mm."

Wen Zhengxin nodded and continued to head out without looking back.

From entering the mountain to leaving, this place was filled with deep suspicion.

Some suspected that there must be a conspiracy in the mountain, and others suspected that their companions could not be trusted, but from beginning to end, none of the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan disciples, including those immortal sect disciples who followed them to escape, ever thought that Ji You's character could not be trusted.

Nor did anyone see him going against the current while urging others to turn back and feel that he wanted to monopolize the immortal fate.

After a long trek, the crowd finally exited the ruins and entered the rolling mountain ranges on the outskirts of Qiling.

At this time, evil seeds had already spread throughout the valley, as if their ferocity had been activated, opening their blood-red eyes and constantly heading out of the mountains, surging in all directions along the thick night.

Beisha Town was completely overrun at this time; the town was full of commoners who hadn't managed to escape in time, and the sounds of terrified screams rose one after another.

The Lingjian Mountain people arrived at the mountain entrance a step earlier; two middle-stage Profound Understanding realm cultivators were holding a handful of black dregs, their eyes revealing disbelief.

Ding Yao stood to the side, and upon hearing the sound of footsteps, she immediately looked at the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan disciples with a hostile gaze.

This was the meeting of enemies, looking at each other with extra hatred.

At this time, Ban Yangshu glanced at them, then looked up at the airtight night sky, remaining silent for a long time.

On the way back, he had received a secret message from the Ban family, telling him to enter the central immortal mountain and find an opportunity to seek immortal fate for the family, to strengthen the gradually declining family.

Actually, the other disciples were just like him; only after coming out did they realize that besides their immortal sect status, they were also children of aristocratic families, whether large or small.

"This is a bit like the night in junior brother's stories."

"Mm."

Seeing Wen Zhengxin nod, Ban Yangshu reached out and drew his long sword.

These people had never been the protagonists of their own lives; even if they had bloomed briefly, they would eventually find that they were merely passersby in someone else's story.

But people can choose; they can choose not to be in the same story as them.

When they came out, they had already used up the spirit stones brought by Pei Ruyi; at this time, their spirit essence was overflowing, and their spiritual energy was surging.

Seeing this, Ding Yao immediately drew her sword, thinking they were going to take revenge, and killing intent instantly overflowed.

This scene startled Zhuo Wanqiu, who immediately spoke out to stop them.

Although she didn't know what kind of relationship the little Inspector had with Ji You of the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan, she could be certain that they were definitely not opposed, so they could not deepen their mutual hatred.

But what he didn't expect was that Ban Yangshu did not point his sword at Lingjian Mountain, but turned around, holding his sword, and charged toward Beisha Town.

Wen Zhengxin was stunned for a long time, then also raised her sword, turned around, and followed.

Then came Pei Ruyi, Bai Rulong, Xu Jin... finally, even those disciples who had been casually saved by Ji You turned their heads and charged toward the evil seeds besieging Beisha Town.

During this time, everyone charging toward the evil seeds remained silent, and there was no communication.

Just consider it a squandering, a venting, just consider it temporarily forgetting the shackles they carried, following their heart's desire at this moment.

The Lingjian Mountain disciples were slightly stunned, and then they saw them shouting things like "one man guards the pass, ten thousand cannot open it," "no one can cross my sword circle," "human race evil seeds forbidden ahead," and then they charged over.

"Senior brother, after killing them all, I want to carve the most pretentious sentence on the wall!"

"No."

"Is it because we cannot destroy a single brick or tile of the commoners?"

"No, because that is what I want to carve."

Ban Yangshu said coldly, charging at the very front, a single sword strike slashing away a large area of evil seeds.

After all, he was in the upper stage of Profound Understanding, and with abundant spiritual energy, his efficiency in killing was far higher than Ji You, who won by technique.

However, just as he slashed through the entire official road into the town, he suddenly stopped his footsteps.

It was this slight pause that nearly caused him to have his heart gouged out by an evil seed head-on.

At this time, Bai Rulong rushed over, blocked a claw for him with his sword, and took the opportunity to slash off the opponent's head.

During the half month in the ruins, Bai Rulong had also experienced a lot and was no longer the delicate aristocratic child who only knew how to hide behind Ji You.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ban Yangshu raised his head in a trance and glanced at the pitch-black night: "I seem to have heard something chanting..."

Bai Rulong pricked up his ears to listen: "There's nothing, senior brother, you've gotten too immersed!"

"Alright, I thought I would also see immortal light like in the stories."

"That's just a story."

After Bai Rulong finished speaking, he swung his sword crisply and said to Ban Yangshu: "Senior brother, the immortal sect young master carved his own Way on the city wall, then what about Ji Bochang? He pointed at his feet, so what Way is at his feet?"

Ban Yangshu shook his head and swung his sword, killing his way to the city gate at the very front of the small town.

Bai Rulong followed closely behind, fearing that the final iconic scene would be snatched away by his senior brother.

As a result, the two fought all the way here, only to suddenly see eight large characters already carved on the city wall, and they immediately cursed loudly.

"Who carved this?!"

"Damn it, this was clearly what I was going to carve!"

Wen Zhengxin was sitting on the city wall at this time, holding her sword vertically with one hand, smiling brightly: "Sorry, first come, first served."

Bai Rulong raised his long sword: "I want to carve a small one..."

Ban Yangshu also raised his sword and pressed it against the city wall: "I want to carve the biggest one."

And at this time, the Lingjian Mountain disciples could no longer see their figures, nor did they know if they were alive or dead, muttering the word "crazy" in their mouths.

Zhuo Wanqiu had originally wanted to help them, but at this time, the jade tablet at his waist glowed slightly, so he left silently and headed to Ningcheng County in the north.

(End of chapter)