Chapter 188 The Immortal Kings Skeleton (2/2)
Xiao Chen sighed. It seemed to be a herculean task to find the other half of this scroll. However, he had a feeling that this scroll's secret had something to do with him. Otherwise, why would this person who resembled his Master give her life fighting for it?
Fengxi looked gloomy. He sighed and said, ”News about this scroll and the Immortal King's bones have been spread far and wide. Cultivators from all around are gathering in the Middle Continent. News will reach the East Continent before long. What I fear is that the news will draw the attention of the four main Devil's sects.”
”Four main Devil's sects?” Xiao Chen asked, frowning.
The Elder of the Pavilion of Swords replied, ”For thousands of years, mystic sects like the Thousand Feathers Sect and the Kunlun Sect have guarded the Orthodox Path. Naturally, there were also forces that couldn't be underestimated in the Demonic Path. For example, the Blood Fiends Sect, Mystic Yin Palace, Corpse Refinery Sect, and Luosha Demon Palace.”
The Elder of the Pavilion of Thoughts sighed. ”These four main Devil's sects are descended from the Archean Eon. The Elders of these sects had successfully become demons a long time ago. These four sects once overturned the entire Violet Manor. In particular, the Corpse Refinery Sect was known for its lustful endeavors. It seemed that it's making a comeback…”
Xiao Chen said, ”The Demonic Path ruins the world and the living. If everyone in the Orthodox Path shirks his or her responsibility, we'll surely be an easy force to be dealt with. I implore you to put more effort in uniting us all, Seniors.”
He began to find these old men more amiable. If he was still the same Mystic Cyan Sect disciple of yesteryears, he would surely fight the Demonic Path to his last breath. Now, however, there were too many mysteries that he had yet to unveil and he was up to his ears in work. He said, ”Then please guard the Immortal King's bones well lest they fall to the hands of the Demonic Path.”
Fengxi nodded. ”That is but of course.” Xiao Chen returned the scroll to him and said, ”I'll do my best in finding the other half of this scroll.”
The four old men exchanged looks and nodded at the same time. These days, unnatural phenomena were occurring all over the Violet Manor. It might look peaceful on the surface but a calamity was quietly brewing underneath. All of them understood that the secret hidden in this scroll was of vital importance.
Xiao Chen left the underground palace with them. On their way out, he continued to feel uneasy. Earlier, he was unwilling to consider that the skeleton belonged to his Master. Even if it wasn't, it must have something to do with her.
When they reached the exit, the light outside was blinding. Murong Xian'er was happily playing with several female disciples of the Xianyong Sect. When she saw Xiao Chen, she cried, ”Brother Xiao Chen!” and then ran over to him.
Xiao Chen smiled and caressed her forehead. Then, he turned around to salute Fengxi and the other Elders. ”Perfected Immortals, this is farewell then. Please excuse me.” He grabbed Murong Xian'er's hand and walked toward the path leading down the mountain. Murong Xian'er turned her head to wave goodbye at the other disciples.
The nearby Xianyong Sect disciples were astonished. What conversation did this guy have with their Sect Leader and Elders that it took this long? Moreover, they appeared to be on pretty good terms.
Just as Xiao Chen was about to leave the public square, a cyan sword's radiance landed in front of him and blocked his way. The person was a teen at the prime of her youth dressed in a cyan dress. Her skin was as fair as snow and her eyebrows were shaped like leaves. She was an incredible beauty, despite her haughty expression.
”What's your name, young lady?”
”Liu Feiyan!” Following a bellow, she thrust her cyan sword at him as quick as lightning. The sword stopped just a hair's distance away from his midbrows.
The nearby Xianyong Sect disciples gasped, with some yelping in surprise. Xiao Chen smiled. Pinching the blade with his fingers, he moved the sword away from his midbrows with the faintest of smiles. ”What a swift sword, Miss Liu. If your sword was even an inch closer earlier, I would have died by your hands.”
Liu Feiyan bellowed, ”Good that you know! Did you think you can come and go from our Xianyong Sect as you please? Today, allow me to counter your Unsullied Sword with my Falling Jade Sword!” She once again lunged at him.
Xiao Chen chuckled. ”I'm sorry. I don't have time for this.” For the second time, he moved the sword away with his fingers and walked past her. Holding Murong Xian'er's hand, he walked down the mountain indifferently.