Chapter 814 – A New Comrade (1/2)

Chapter 814 – A New Comrade

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Chen Changsheng suddenly asked, ”Is there a chance that the Longevity Sect would collude with the demons?”

Zhexiu replied, ”It is the ancestral hall of the Daoist sects in the south, a famous righteous sect. The idea is completely unreasonable.”

His answer was not based in virtue or morality, but in terms of benefit to be gained.

Betrayal demanded benefits, and the Longevity Sect's roots lay in the Human race and the Daoist faith. What benefits could working with the demons offer it?

Chen Changsheng asked, ”But have you ever thought, if the Longevity Sect had not been working with Xuelao City, just how could the Longevity Sect have been able to capture Qi Jian's mother?”

This truly was a problem.

Back then, the whereabouts of the Demon Princess were assuredly extremely secret. Logically speaking, the Longevity Sect should not have been able to capture her so easily.

”Just now, when you finished recounting what happened in the mountains, I also began to think about this problem.”

Zhexiu continued, ”Su Li massacred the Longevity Sect too ruthlessly. Even if it still had some reserves in the south, it's impossible for it to deceive everyone at the Mount Song Army headquarters.”

Chen Changsheng looked into his eyes and asked, ”And if they have other helpers?”

Zhexiu understood his meaning, a cold light flashing briefly in his eyes.

This journey of theirs to Wenshui was to pick up a friend. It now seemed they also had to ask a few more questions while they were there.

Night enveloped the desert. Low roars could faintly be heard from the distance, perhaps beasts gnawing on those corpses.

The earlier conversation had mentioned Qi Jian's parents multiple times, so the conversation continued along that line.

Chen Changsheng asked, ”How many years has it been since the two of you met?”

Zhexiu thought, then replied, ”Five years?”

Time passed at a steady speed, not fast or slow, making it very easy for a person to go numb, to forget many things.

Chen Changsheng asked, ”Do you still remember her?”

Zhexiu thought of that charge through the Garden of Zhou, how they struggled to survive together in the Plains of the Unsetting Sun, of how he carried her and she gave directions. The lines on his face gradually began to soften.

He did not need to answer Chen Changsheng's question, because an answer was not required. Similarly, he did not need to remember, because he had never forgotten.

”Don't worry, after I cure your illness, we'll go with you to Mount Li to propose. Of course, that's if she hasn't forgotten you.”

”How can a famous sect of the south think much of a lonely soul like me? And in the eyes of the common people, I've always been a monster.”

”You're not a lonely soul, you're the Vice Superintendent of the Orthodox Academy. And besides… Mount Li is different.”

”And you? How is Xu Yourong doing? It's been a long time since anyone's heard any news about her.”

Chen Changsheng fell quiet at Zhexiu's question, his face clearly showing yearning and concern.

It had already been half a year since he had received a letter from Wenshui City, but it was now almost two years since he had received one from Holy Maiden Peak and three years since they had last met.

”She's in seclusion.”

Chen Changsheng paused, then continued, ”Absolute seclusion.”

Only at the most crucial moments would cultivators enter absolutely closed cultivation, as this was an extremely dangerous method of cultivation. No one knew when they might break through: a few months, a few years, a few decades, or perhaps until they passed away while seated in their cave.

Xu Yourong possessed shocking talent, so her absolute seclusion was assuredly different from normal, presumably more dangerous.

But Zhexiu could understand why Xu Yourong had chosen to enter absolute seclusion.

Holy Maiden Peak required a true Holy Maiden; the Li Palace required a true ally.

So she needed to break past that threshold in the shortest time and enter the Divine Domain.

Zhexiu didn't know what to say, so he could only pat Chen Changsheng on the shoulder in comfort.

After not meeting for three years, they spoke much more than they did in the past, but they were still not very skilled with their words, unlike that fellow in Wenshui City.