Chapter 10
The Cloud-Stepping Flying Ship shot swiftly through the air, startling flocks of roosting birds wherever it passed.
Wei Hanzhen stood at the prow with her hands behind her back, her brows tightly furrowed. Her thoughts were no longer on the Demon Sect disciples, but had drifted far, far away.
She had transmigrated into the world of a book. Because her choices were different, the path she walked would naturally differ from what had been recorded in the novel. Could she still treat the people of this world with the same mindset she had when she was only reading the story?
And more than that, why had her memories merged with the original owner’s so quickly? How had she so easily corrected her own identity and attitude, turning her attention to the struggle between the Orthodox and Demonic paths?
Her memories of the real world were gradually blurring and receding. Instead, the world inside the book had become incomparably vivid, as though she had belonged to this world from the very beginning.
The book had not written the reason why the original owner suffered qi deviation. It had only mentioned it in passing. Even within the memories that had merged with hers, she could not find the slightest clue.
But could she really not search for the reason?
“Fellow Daoist Wei.”
A cool, clear voice interrupted Wei Hanzhen’s drifting thoughts. When Wei Hanzhen turned, she saw that red-and-white fox mask.
The eyes beneath it were pitch-black, like drops of ink, while the red lips not hidden by the mask were like vermilion. It was enough to imagine what kind of stunning beauty she would be when she smiled.
Yet at this moment, Wei Hanzhen had only one thought in mind.
Who exactly was Fellow Daoist Wuchen?
Why was she hiding her identity and concealing her face?
From Wuchen’s manner, Wei Hanzhen could sense her protection toward her. Was she someone Wei Hanzhen knew?
“Is Fellow Daoist Wei worried about the Demon Sect?” Wuchen asked unhurriedly.
Wei Hanzhen blinked. Only after a long while did she nod. “Yes.”
The book had not recorded much about this trip to Dengying Secret Realm. It had only said that the Penglai Qi ultimately fell into Yuyan’s hands. And even after Yuyan obtained the Penglai Qi, she had not gained many benefits from it.
Those few sparse words had concealed all the sharp edges and killing intent within.
Now that they had interfered, would the result be different?
“Fellow Daoist Wei need not worry. I…” Wuchen hesitated for a while, but still said, “I will help you.”
Wei Hanzhen looked into those eyes and asked seriously, “Why?”
Wuchen looked away and said softly, “I am a disciple of the Orthodox Path. Naturally, I cannot watch the Demon Sect create such chaos. This is also my responsibility.”
Wei Hanzhen chuckled softly and did not continue entangling herself in this topic.
Yun Chiyue and Mu Lingxin sat across from each other, Yun Chiyue’s eyes turning with a trace of slyness. Resting her chin on one hand, she tapped the teacup with her fingers and said lazily, “Mu Shi—”
Under Mu Lingxin’s murderous gaze, she immediately changed her form of address.
“Fellow Daoist Mu, even if you don’t like that title, you didn’t have to attack directly, did you? That really harms the harmony between people.”
Mu Lingxin fiddled with her prayer beads without raising her head. “Have you only just entered the jianghu? Of course it wasn’t because of that tiny matter. If a priceless medicinal herb were placed right in front of you, would you give it up or not?”
Yun Chiyue said, “I would not.”
Mu Lingxin let out a breath. “Then isn’t that settled? People die for wealth, birds die for food. As my Buddha says, losing one’s life is a small matter, but losing one’s wealth is a great one!”
Yun Chiyue: “…”
Were the Buddhas of Xumi Holy Realm all this willful?
She turned her head to look for Wei Hanzhen, only to be caught by the quiet, lonely figures of the two people at the prow. Only after a long while did she sigh.
“Senior Sister Wei and Fellow Daoist Wuchen both hold the righteous path of the Orthodox sects in their hearts. They are truly models for our generation.”
As she said this, she even glanced at Mu Lingxin.
Mu Lingxin pretended not to see it.
The place where Mu Lingxin and Luo Jinghong had fought was deep inside the dense forest.
The Cloud-Stepping Flying Ship rushed through the forest that rose like heavy waves, drawing many gazes. However, those cultivators merely sighed inwardly for a while and had no intention of clashing with it.
“Was it here?” The moment Wei Hanzhen landed, she began observing their surroundings.
The ground was mottled with bloodstains. Clearly, there had been a fierce fight here—but judging from Mu Lingxin’s appearance and condition, these should not have been traces left behind by her battle with Luo Jinghong.
Mu Lingxin nodded, her brows and eyes also darkening.
“There are traces of a battle here,” Wuchen said, taking over.
She reached out, gripped the umbrella handle, and swept it over the dirt on the ground.
Then she added, “Traces of Corpse-Dissolving Powder.”
This sort of evil substance was specially used to destroy corpses and erase evidence, and it was mostly found in the hands of Demon Sect disciples.
Wei Hanzhen’s eyelid twitched. “Surely not?”
Her heart also grew heavy.
Luo Jinghong’s cultivation was similar to Mu Lingxin’s. If she had run into one Demon Sect disciple, she should have been able to escape. But what if she had encountered a group?
Inside Dengying Secret Realm, many Orthodox cultivators had suffered this disaster.
“If something happened to her, Mibing Island may go mad,” Mu Lingxin said with a troubled expression.
She glanced at Wei Hanzhen and continued, “Protect me while I cast a technique.”
As she spoke, she pressed the index and middle fingers of her right hand together and touched them to the space between her brows.
A golden light flickered, and an eye slowly opened on her forehead.
This was the divine ability of the Buddhist Child of Xumi Holy Realm: the Bodhi Heavenly Eye. It could open the boundary between life and death. Since someone had died here, there would naturally be lingering souls.
A moment later, Mu Lingxin stumbled back a step. She clutched her chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
“Fellow Daoist Mu!” Wei Hanzhen called out.
Wuchen moved even faster. She reached out and caught Mu Lingxin in one motion.
“I’m fine.” Mu Lingxin wiped the blood from the corner of her lips.
With her current cultivation, it was actually difficult for her to withstand the power of this divine ability. As for communicating with ghosts, she could not do that yet.
The prayer beads moved rapidly, producing a sharp clacking sound. Mu Lingxin added, “That visitor from Mibing Island should also be fine. But for her to kill three Golden Core Demon Sect cultivators by herself, she probably paid a considerable price. Are we going to search for her?”
There were many Orthodox cultivators inside Dengying Secret Realm, and most were not from major sects. All of them were at risk of being attacked and killed by the Demon Sect.
Wei Hanzhen had chosen Luo Jinghong only because they had a trace of a lead.
Yun Chiyue and Wuchen both remained silent, as though waiting for her answer.
Mibing Island remained hidden from the world, and its stance was difficult to determine. Since it had now entered the world, it naturally had its own purpose. If Luo Jinghong had an accident inside Dengying Secret Realm, it might bring a string of trouble after it.
When that time came, Changguan Sect would still have to step forward on behalf of the Orthodox Path.
In truth, the moment the Demon Sect’s purpose became clear, Changguan Sect could no longer stay out of it.
After pondering for a moment, Wei Hanzhen said firmly, “We search. She should not have gone far.”
Yun Chiyue said, “Could she have used her entry talisman to leave?”
Wuchen followed, “But it is also possible she is still inside the secret realm.”
“Ah… May my Buddha bless Fellow Daoist Luo.” Mu Lingxin pressed her palms together and let out a long sigh. “Actually, even if Fellow Daoist Luo had not been injured, she would still have been in trouble if she encountered a group of Demon Sect cultivators. We are both injured people, so why am I fine? This means Fellow Daoist Luo’s luck is poor, and she must not have offered enough incense money on ordinary days. My Buddha is compassionate. This time, I will forgive Fellow Daoist Luo on my Buddha’s behalf.”
Yun Chiyue froze when she heard this. Her face turned red from holding back, and she still somehow managed not to say the word “shameless.”
Wei Hanzhen smiled. “Fellow Daoist Mu truly is… frank by nature.”
Wuchen frowned. Her suspicious gaze moved back and forth between Wei Hanzhen and Mu Lingxin.
Frank by nature?
So this was what that looked like?
Although Mu Lingxin spoke that way, she did not relax in the slightest when it came to searching for Luo Jinghong.
First, she felt guilty. Second, among them, she was the only person who had come into contact with Luo Jinghong.
The lamp flame drifted faintly. Purple-gold light darted about like fireflies.
The pale-faced female cultivator sat cross-legged on the ground. Her snow-white front-fastening robe was stained with mottled blood. Although she was regulating her breath, she did not lower her guard in the slightest. Her right hand pressed down on a strange long sword whose blade was formed from five blue strings.
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