Chapter 660 - Yuan Yang’s Fiendish Cultivator (2/2)

Lonemoon and Yi Qing also fell into silence, they didn’t expect things to become like this!

“I will go take a look at that Yuan Yang City!” Yi Qing replied. The person they were searching for had died, but the matters regarding the Fiendish Cultivator remained unsettled. They were a part of Gui Yi Sect after all, it was only right that they go take a look.

“Thank you Uncle-Master.” Yu Luan nodded with a bitter smile, he continued to speak after being struck with a sudden thought. “But there’s no hurry, wait for me to select some disciples to go forth together with Uncle-Master.”

Yi Qing frowned. “Me alone is enough, no need for anyone else.” If there was really a fiendish cultivator, they would be a burden too.

“Uncle-Master you’ve misunderstood.” Yu Luan hurriedly explained. “Many of the people of Yuan Yang City were injured by that Deviant Fire and have become infected with heretic aura. Yuan Yang City is an immortal city under the charge of Gui Yi Sect, we cannot sit by and watch, so I intend on sending a batch of disciples over to help them in eradicating the heretic aura. The journey would be dangerous so I would like to ask Uncle-Master to escort them too.”

So that was it.

Yi Qing nodded. “Sure.”

“Thank you Uncle-Master!” Yu Luan cupped his fists again, seeming like he hadn’t him to be so easygoing. “I shall inform each mountain to select people, all of you will set off tomorrow morning.”

With that said, he did not stay longer and flew away, grim-faced.

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Yu Luan worked very quickly, perhaps it’s because this matter was indeed of great urgency. Once the day broke the next morning, a disciple came forth to inform that they were leaving. Thinking that this was a good training opportunity, Lonemoon brought Two-Bucks Zuo along too.

Once they came close to the gathering point at the main peak, they saw a big group of disciples gathered outside the hall from far, approximately 40 to 50 of them. Most were Golden Core and Foundation Establishment disciples, and one Nascent Soul cultivator leading them. He looked slightly familiar and it turned out to be the peak master of Dan Chen Mountain, Shu Yuan. Lonemoon turned for a look, sure enough, Shu Yi was there too.

“Greetings Uncle-Master Yi Qing!” Shu Yuan respectfully bowed with cupped fists.

The other disciples also greeted him. “Greetings Great Uncle-Master!”

Yuan Yang City nodded, without boarded the spirit boat with everyone else without any dawdling, heading towards Yuan Yang City.

Yuan Yang City wasn’t far from Gui Yi Sect, but with so many people traveling by the spirit boat, it would still take around two hours.

Lonemoon subconsciously peeked at that invader, as expected, her gaze would still shift to Zuo Shuming from time to time, her expression extremely complicated, seeming to be disdain, but also coupled with some resentment. No one knew what she was thinking, she didn’t turn on her broadcast so they couldn’t guess what motives she had too.

“Is this fellow Daoist… Lonemoon?” A disciple suddenly walked over and bowed very politely to Lonemoon. He was dressed in the blue disciple’s uniform, a special pattern embroidered on his sleeves, seems like he was a recognized disciple.

“I am!” Lonemoon nodded. “Senior Brother is…”

The other party was delighted and immediately introduced, “I am a disciple of Dan Xia Mountain, Chen Lin! I am here on my Master’s orders to hand some items to fellow Daoist Lonemoon.”

Lonemoon faltered, Dan Xia Mountain? Tian Yi?