Chapter 358 – Striding Through the Snowy Plains (1/2)

Chapter 358 - Striding Through the Snowy Plains

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The elder from Mount Li gazed silently at Liang Xiaoxiao for a very long time, then turned to Zhexiu under the scholar tree and asked emotionlessly, ”Do you have anything else to say?”

Zhexiu closed his eyes and said, ”Since he relied on the demons, anyone could kill him. If it were me that killed him, I would not need to conceal myself. But, I was not the one who killed him.”

The forest grew restless. The Mount Li elder's face was like ice as he frigidly said, ”Martial Nephew Liang is already dead and you actually dare to splash the departed's body with filthy water? That's really too shameless.”

Only now was Zhexiu finally aware that Liang Xiaoxiao was dead. He roughly understood the entire situation and suddenly felt thoroughly exhausted.

”Take him with us to Mount Li so we can interrogate him.” The Mount Li elder looked at Zhexiu like he was looking at a dead man.

At his words, more than ten Longevity Sect disciples encircled Zhexiu. Around them were even more cultivators from the south, watching Zhexiu's actions to prevent him from suddenly putting up a fight.

Just then, Zhu Luo impassively said, ”Slow yourselves.”

The Storms of the Eight Directions were humanity's strongest cultivators, so their status was naturally special. His words even caused that Mount Li elder whose rage had reached its peak to temporarily cool down.

”I most detest these sorts of scenes where matters are taken care of without anything being made clear.”

Zhu Luo pointed at the unconscious Qi Jian and asked, ”By your reasoning, the only culprits for killing Liang Xiaoxiao, besides Zhexiu, are Qi Jian and even Chen Changsheng?”

The Mount Li elder slowly said, ”This is Mount Li's affair and I would ask that Sir respect it.”

”This is not Mount Li's affair, it regards a matter that occurred within the Garden of Zhou.” Zhu Luo gave him in an indifferent look and continued, ”Because I am presiding over this year's opening of the Garden of Zhou, anything that happened within must be made clear by me.”

Restraining his anger, the Mount Li elder asked, ”Could it be that you still don't understand this matter?”

”Exceedingly so.” Zhu Luo cared not one bit for the elder's response and casually continued, ”Zhexiu has performed much military service for my Great Zhou. You accuse him of colluding with the demons? Fine. But if Qi Jian also participated in this matter, then could it be that he has also thrown his lot in with the demons? He is also a disciple of your Mount Li. For what reason would he join hands with this wolf youth and deal with his own senior brother?”

The Mount Li elder thought about the meaning behind Liang Xiaoxiao's gaze before he died. After a moment of silence, he walked over to Zhu Luo and whispered, ”This matter involves the good name of Mount Li. I request Sir not to inquire any further.”

Zhu Luo slightly raised his brow. It must be known that while reputation and good name seemed to have similar meanings, there was a subtle difference.

The Mount Li elder continued to suppress his voice. ”Martial Nephew Qi Jian… although we temporarily don't know what happened between him and Zhexiu, we absolutely cannot inquire about it in front of all these people. Because his identity is very special.”

This conversation could only be heard by the two of them. Zhu Luo was very cautious with him and asked, ”His identity?”

After a moment of silence, the Mount Li elder replied, ”He… is actually a girl.”

Looking at Zhexiu under the scholar tree, Zhu Luo seemed to understand. ”No wonder it has to do with your good name.”

The Mount Li elder said, ”I continue to ask Sir for your understanding.”

Zhu Luo shook his head. ”This is still not enough. It is true that Mount Li's reputation is important, but not more important than truth or life and death.

The Mount Li elder hesitated for a few moments, then finally clenched his teeth and said, ”She is Martial Uncle's daughter.”

Zhu Luo's expression became a little more severe. He looked into the elder's eyes and asked, ”Which martial uncle?”

The Mount Li elder whispered, ”Junior Martial Uncle.”

At these three words, Zhu Luo fell into a long period of silence.

The Storms of the Eight Directions possessed a supremely majestic position in the human world, only sitting below the Five Saints. Logically, no name would make him feel fear, but there was one name that was an exception.

So she was Su Li's daughter, actually Su Li's daughter. No wonder Mount Li's Sect Master took her as his last disciple, all of Mount Li seemed to treat her as a treasure, and even Qiushan Jun and Gou Hanshi held her in the palms of their hands.

Gazing at the unconscious Qi Jian as he thought of these things, Zhu Luo shook his head.