Chapter 337 - Reminiscence Town (2/2)
The greatness of the Magic Mimicry lay in the fact that even their aura and build would completely mimic the other person’s. Xiao Chen said, “Muxue, I promise I’ll come and save you once I’m done with my affairs outside!”
Li Muxue placed her fingertip on his lips and shook her head. “No. Brother Xiao, don’t ever return once you leave. They’ve already summoned the many great sects in seclusion… Don’t worry. Once they realize it’s me, they won’t make things difficult for me…”
Suddenly, the quiet voices of the two Immortals’ League disciples interrupted them. “Miss Li, time is up. Are you done?”
Li Muxue removed the Soundproof Barrier and said loudly, “Yes, I’m coming out now.” She then whispered, “Brother Xiao, take care! Oh, and Senior Zi Mo has returned to the Jade Qing Sect with Senior Sister Luo. I told the ladies of Hidden Fragrance Wafting Under the Moon to wait in the willow forest in the outskirts east of the city. Go now!”
Xiao Chen took a deep breath and nodded firmly. She stopped him, however, when he reached the door. He turned around and asked, “Muxue, do you have more to say?”
Li Muxue smiled at him. “After the trials and tribulations of a long journey, I hope the gentleman finally knows my heart.”
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Then, under the guise of Li Muxue, Xiao Chen walked out of the prison without obstacle. However, he knew he must avoid the Elders of the League on the way. When he was about to reach the public square, several silhouettes popped out of the forest. The leader of the group was Ling Fei.
“Miss Li, where are you rushing to?”
Xiao Chen wanted nothing more than to slap this man to death at this moment, but he could feel the aura of several Elders in the vicinity and dared not to act hastily. He flicked his sleeve and made a swift exit. He didn’t have the time to return to his courtyard now and made a beeline for the foot of the mountain. When he reached the willow forest in the outskirts east of the city, he whistled.
The moment the whistle resounded, twelve silhouettes immediately emerged from the forest. “Master!”
Xiao Chen nodded. Not daring to tarry, all of them immediately took flight in the direction of the East Continent. His priority now was finding Zi Mo and Qingfeng, have them help him open the Space Teleportation Formation, and send him back to the Human World.
The group traveled through the night and finally arrived at the border that the East Continent and Middle Continent shared early in the morning—Changyin Mountain Range outside of Xianyong City.
The sun had risen in other parts of the city but the Changyin Mountain Range remained overcast with dark clouds overhead cutting off the sunlight. Xiao Chen couldn’t help lamenting now that he had returned to this familiar place. He had come to the Middle Continent with Xian’er in pursuit of his Master’s tracks just a few months ago. Little did he imagine so many things would happen after.
They flew on their swords for another hour when Xiao Chen saw a towering mountain up ahead. He could vaguely hear the sound of a clock coming from the top of the mountain. He wasn’t very familiar with the terrains, so he wasn’t quite sure where he was at the moment. He had the map last time, but his memory seemed to have led him in the wrong direction this time.
Beside him, Qingluan noticed that not even his changed appearance could hide his exhaustion. “Master, there’s a small town up ahead. Why don’t we go down for a rest?”
Xiao Chen nodded, thinking that it would be a good idea to go down and buy a map. The group landed outside of the town and when they lifted their heads, they saw a plate hanging above the gates with the words “Reminiscence Town” on it.
The town was bustling with people thronging the streets. Most were ordinary families bringing along their young children, but all of them had joss sticks and candles in hand. Traders lined the streets but they weren’t cultivation items like peddling pills, Spirit Stones, or seal talismans, but incenses, wax papers, and candles.
Xiao Chen and the ladies walked down the street, attracting many surprised looks along the way. It wasn’t surprising for the Hidden Fragrance Wafting Under the Moon was attention-grabbing in every town they visited. Right then, a middle-aged couple holding the hand of a child walked toward them from the opposite direction.
The man looked anxious. “Sigh, they’ve always allowed people to burn incense at the Wuyin Monastery, but why did they bar everyone this year?”
The child whose hand he was holding bounced happily. “I know, I know! There must be a monster in the monastery! Yesterday, Xiaowang from next door said he heard strange noises coming from the place at night!”
The middle-aged woman beside him immediately glared at the child. “You d*mned kid! Don’t babble nonsense in the holy place of Buddhism! Be careful of a wolf spiriting you away at night!” The child scrunched his neck in fear after hearing the mention of wolves and immediately hid behind his father.
Xiao Chen was stunned. Did they land in the town of the thousand-year-old temple, the Wuyin Monastery?
They were in the Huai Prefecture, a prefecture surrounded by mountains on all sides that rested on a basin. The vegetation here was lush year-round, making summers in the prefecture cool. The Wuyin Monastery was the most famous spot here. It remained flourishing even after four thousand years of history. With four Great Divine Monks—Xuantong, Xuangui, Xuanji, and Xuanle—at the temple blessing the common folk, demons and ghosts dared not come near this place.
Unlike secluded Taoist sects, the Wuyin Monastery was a Buddhist sect that opened its doors to the public all year-round. Thus, countless people from all over the world would come here after hearing of its reputation to burn incense at the monastery every year. However, not long ago, the monastery began to refuse incense offerings and stop everyone from going up the mountain.
Of course, Xiao Chen didn’t have the luxury to wonder about this. Right now, all he wanted was to return to the Jade Qing Sect as soon as possible and meet Zi Mo and Qingfeng.
Soon, the group checked into a tavern and Xiao Chen returned to his original appearance. Noticing how intense his dark circles and exhaustion were, Qingluan said, “Master, why don’t you take a nap before leaving?”
Xiao Chen hadn’t had a proper rest in the past few days. Coupled with his energy depletion over their overnight journey on flying swords, his mind was indeed not functioning at its best. “Very well. Wake me up in an hour,” he said, and swiftly collapsed on the bed.
When Xiao Chen opened his eyes in a daze, not knowing how much time had passed, he got up in a start. “What’s the time now? Why didn’t you wake me up?!”