Chapter 142 (2/2)

Xu Gu folded his hands, shook his head, and sighed. “Sinful. Such a sin…”

Leng Ningfeng ignored everyone and went straight to Mu Chengxue who passed out. He gently picked her up and was about to leave. Xiaoyue stopped him and said coldly, “Do you want to leave just like that after killing so many people?”

Leng Ningfeng said lightly, “Then what are you going to do? The power of the Spiritual Meridian has been exhausted, and you cannot kill me. Then fairy, do you want to know where he learned those words before?”

Xiaoyue’s face changed slightly, and she did not speak. Leng Ningfeng smiled and then whispered to her ear, “The Skygale Sect. A person who has been dead for a thousand years.” As soon as his voice fell, he stamped his foot and floated toward the sky, saying from a distance, “The words have been brought to you. I’ll see you later, fairy!”

Yu Yifeng’s heart was heavy, and he did not stop this man from taking Mu Chengxue away. Xiao Chen’s eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. Although Leng Ningfeng’s voice was low, he still heard it clearly. A person in the Skygale Sect who had died one thousand years ago. Did it mean the founder of which the Skygale Sect had been trying hard to resurrect?

Xiao Chen vaguely felt that many things happened one thousand years ago may have something to do with his resurrection. He turned to look at Xiaoyue and saw that her face looked dignified. She seemed to be thinking about something.

This trip to the Wuwang Wind Cloud City, they did not find a clue about the Soul-consuming Evil Flowers, and even lost two Core Forming Realm cultivators. It might be hard to explain to the Priory of the Mystic Winds and Order of the Silvery Moon. But Mu Luo was dead, so they couldn’t find anyone to blame. Xu Gu walked to the side of Xiaoyue and asked, “Master Xiaoyue, what about now?”

Xiaoyue came to her senses, saying, “Now we go back to the Widespread Wintriness Sect and tell everyone about this trip.” With a twist of her fingers, the Flying-cloud Stone flew over, and the crowd set foot on it one after another. Xu Gu could only sigh as he looked at the ruins at the foot of the mountain.

Xiao Chen stood on the edge of the Flying-cloud Stone with his hair dancing with the wind. After this trip, he was going to find a way to go to the Su family to meet his mother. However, he can’t go for the time being. The events of 1,000 years ago had much to do with him. Now, it seemed that only the person of the Skygale Sect who died 1,000 years ago knew about the detailed process of that year. Now he had some clues and must not miss it.

This time, he was really going to set foot to the Skygale Sect. He must find out what happened in those days, why he was resurrected, whether his master was still alive, and the person in his deepest memory, Hua Weiyang. He vaguely felt that maybe she was still somewhere out there. “I’m in the Loveless Valley.” It was the handwriting she left on the wall of the Cliff of Fallen Divinity. But where was this cliff exactly…

All kinds of thoughts, just like the dazzling wind at the moment, wrapped up his mind.

“Senior Sister Luo, I’m going to investigate some things next. Will you go back to the Jade Qing Sect with Brother Yifeng first?” He suddenly turned around and said.

Luo Shangyan looked up and said, “Can’t I go with you?”

Xiao Chen shook his head. What he was going to do next might be very dangerous. He could not guarantee the safety of anyone around him, so he could not let her take risks with him.

Half a day later, the Flying-cloud Stone had arrived the Widespread Wintriness Sect. The tree shades crossed each other on the ground, and the yellow clouds in the horizon were moving slowly. The sun was setting. A dozen people descended. Several Widespread Wintriness Sect disciples saw them come back so soon and immediately went to inform others.

However, for the dozen people who went to Wuwang Wind Cloud City this time, although it was only less than two days, it felt like a long time had passed. The line of people went to the mountain gate square and they felt heavy. When their sect elders saw that they had returned unharmed, they all went forth to ask questions.

The four disciples of the Jade Qing Sect also came along. Not seeing Mu Chengxue, a female disciple asked, “Brother Yu, where is Sister Mu?”

“Miss Mu…” Yu Yifeng had a heavy heart and could not continue. Xiao Chen then said, “Miss Mu can’t come because she has other issues.”

The elders of the Priory of the Mystic Winds and Order of the Silvery Moon also came along. They did not see Lu Jianxing and Liu Chengfeng. An elder of the Priory of the Mystic Winds asked anxiously, “Master Xiaoyue, where are the two men?”

“Brother Lu and Brother Liu…”

Xiaoyue then told what happened in the Wuwang Wind Cloud City. Of course, she did not tell the secret of the Thousand Feathers Sect. She also had discussed with the others on their way back. In order to comfort the Priory of the Mystic Winds and Order of the Silvery Moon, they would not tell the truth. They would turn the two men into heroes by telling others that the two men sacrificed themselves to save the others at a critical moment.

For a moment, the people felt both sad and angry. The two men were young and excellent, but they could never come back. Many people gnashed their teeth and lambasted. Even some people looked at the Jade Qing Sect with hostility. After all, they were with Mu Chengxue.

The Order of the Silvery Moon knew perfectly well that it was obviously unreasonable to hold Jade Qing Sect accountable at the moment. The two elders just kept shaking their heads and sighing. However, one of the elders from the Priory of the Mystic Winds had a very fierce temper and immediately blamed Yu Yifeng. There was no lack of curses.

Facing the accusation, Yu Yifeng just lowered his head and kept silent. Beside him, a junior sister could not stand this and immediately argued. “What are you babbling about! The culprit in this matter is Mu Luo. What is wrong with my senior brother?”

Yu Yifeng shook his head and sighed. “Junior Sister Han, stop it. I will plead with the master when I return.” For the sake of the fellow friendship with Leng Ningfeng and Mu Chengxue, he stood and stared Mu Luo to activate the Blood Soul Formation. And he watched Lu and Liu die. These were his sin.

The elder of the Priory of the Mystic Winds did not let him go, claiming that Yu Yifeng deliberately let Mu Chengxue go. Otherwise, he would go to the Jade Qing Sect and ask Perfected Immortal Qing Chen for justice.

Xiao Chen took two steps forward and spoke pensively, “Elder, it’s enough. This matter was beyond our control. Were you there, it would not be possible for you to prevent it.”

“You!” The elder was about to lose his temper. But when he thought of the horrible scene a few days ago that Xiao Chen held the Blood Lotus Demon Blade and almost demonized, he finally dismissed the idea.