Chapter 870 – The Secret Sinking into the Depths of the River (1/2)
Chapter 870 – The Secret Sinking into the Depths of the River
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Quickly.”
The taciturn blue-clothed stranger suddenly spoke. ”Wuqiong Bi has assuredly sensed that his life has been extinguished.”
As experts of the Divine Domain, Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi had assuredly left an imprint on their son's sea of consciousness as a final guarantee of his safety.
The stranger's Qi could cut off all activity within this restaurant, as well as the cold Qi released by Mu Jiushi, from the world, but it could not cut off a connection created by true blood, between souls.
Mu Jiushi was roused from her somewhat perplexed mood and lightly flicked her finger.
A gentle wind rose from her fingertip and fell on Bie Tianxin's body.
With a rustle, the ice sculpture collapsed into countless shards, which were then ground by the wind into tiny crystalline grains.
The blue-clothed stranger stretched out his hand and took those grains on the floor into his sleeve, and then left the restaurant with Mu Jiushi.
A priest entered the room and used a broom to sweep the floor clean.
If Chen Changsheng were present, he would definitely have recognized this priest, as this priest was an old acquaintance of the Orthodox Academy.
Priest Xin of the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education had appeared once more after three years, but now it was in Fengyang City. Why was this?
Priest Xin took a stool from the neighboring room and sat down in the nearby corridor. Closing his eyes, he began to wait.
His complexion was rather unsightly, because he was waiting to die.
A fishing boat left Fengyang City's port, traveling upstream. Once it was out of view, it began to speed along without any wind, traveling at unimaginable speeds.
In a short while, the fishing boat was several dozen li away.
The blue-clothed stranger stood on the bow of the boat, calmly regarding the swiftly flowing river. Was he trying to see something in there, or was he looking for the marks left behind not long ago when a certain person stepped on the water?
Mu Jiushi sat in the boat, looking at the stranger's back as she said, ”The Black Dragon was not at Fengyang City today.”
The blue-clothed stranger replied, ”Yes.”
Confused, Mu Jiushi asked, ”Since we weren't able to act in Hanqiu City, why were we able to act today?”
The blue-clothed stranger answered, ”First, our time is short. Second, I didn't know where the Black Dragon was that day, but I know where she is today, and nobody else knows.”
Mu Jiushi didn't understand, but she trusted in his words.
The stranger had seemingly seen something, and lightly waved his sleeve.
The crystalline powder dropped from his sleeve and was instantly whisked away by the rushing river, leaving behind no trace, not even a ripple.
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The River of Hatred had many tributaries. One of these tributaries had very clear water, with many trees growing along its banks, creating beautiful sceneries. It was called the Tong River.
In the upper reaches of the Tong River was a group of lush and tall mountains, one of the mountain ranges of the south.
There was a peak in the depths of these mountains that was wrapped in clouds year-round, making it seem particularly mysterious and sacred.
It was the holy land for countless cultivators and believers: Holy Maiden Peak.
South Stream Temple was on Holy Maiden Peak, and the region it administered was even larger. At least a hundred mountains and a thousand li of plains were under its management.
Like the Longevity Sect, South Stream Temple was also an ancestral hall of the southern Orthodoxy faction, with many small sects like Gentle Stream Monastery and the Lotus Pond subordinate to it. Paired with the common people that had lived here for generation after generation, it was a thriving place and very lively. This was especially the case for the small village on the banks of the Tong River, which was bustling to the extreme.
One afternoon, the river outside the village was as peaceful as usual when a gale suddenly sprang up, blowing the reeds flat and causing the grazing oxen to flee in panic.
Two green lights in the air flickered, then vanished.