64 Please Drink the Tea (1/2)

Spirit Sword Hall, Four Divisions Peak, Spirit Sword Mountain.

Among the Spirit Sword Sect’s twelve peaks, as the Sect’s transport hub, Four Divisions Peak has the most extensive shrinking arrays which were connected in all directions and were very convenient. At the same time, Four Divisions Peak was also an important place where the Spirit Sword Sect received their important guests. This Spirit Sword Hall, which stood in the middle of a square at one of the corner, was the place for high-level meeting with foreign guests.

When Wang Lu arrived at the Four Divisions Peak, the entrance to the Spirit Sword Hall has been firmly blocked by two Inner Court Jindan Stage disciples—they were Martial Uncle Liu Xian’s favorite disciples. Although they weren’t Successor Disciples, the current batch of Successor Disciples were still young with insufficient cultivation level. Thus, these two Jindan Stage Daoist Masters were comparable to Successor Disciples, hence they were selected for this assignment.

From their high level of cultivation, it was clear that the one who was seeking audience inside wasn’t an ordinary cultivator. At the very least, that person should be an Elder of a big sect.

At this time, there were already thirty to forty people outside the hall. Wang Lu looked around and finally found a fairly familiar face from the Carefree Peak; he then patted her shoulder. “Hello, Junior Sister…”

That young female disciple looked back and was taken aback when she saw that it was Wang Lu. “Senior Brother Wang Lu!?”

She looked around and then whispered, “Why did you come here!? Quickly go back!”

Wang Lu was also taken aback. “What happened? You look like you just step on dog sh*t or something. Junior Sister Wen, I’ve never wronged you, have I? At most, I just scared you with that Giant Brute’s genital, do you still hate me for that?”

Upon hearing this complaint from Wang Lu, Junior Sister Wen, who entered the sect at the same time as him, could not help but tightly frown. “What nonsense are you talking about? I am warning you for your own good! Do you know who’s inside?”

Wang Lu thought for a moment and made a guess, “Is it my Master’s mistress? Did she think that I am her illegitimate child and thus come to look for trouble?”

Wen Yin was shocked by this powerful and unconstrained imagination. “You… really are your Master’s disciple! Let me tell you, the one who came is from the Shengjing Sect!”

“Shengjing Sect?” Wang Lu wrinkled his brows, thinking, “Isn’t that sect the big brother in the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals? Did Master offend them?”

“I am not quite sure about the specific, but from the other Senior Brothers and Sisters, I heard that the Shengjing Sect’s Elder is menacing and scary!”

Wang Lu thought for a moment. “Is it because my Master stole his concubine?”

“Your Master is a woman!”

“Then… my Master stole his man?”

“The Shengjing Sect’s Elder is a man!”

The naive Junior Sister has yet to understand the true meaning of love; seeing that Wang Lu was still pestering her, she anxiously urged him, “You need to leave this place right now, okay? This time, it is said that the thing got very big. The opposite party said that they would refuse to let it go, and now, even the Sect Leader is in the Spirit Sword Hall to help solve the problem. It is said that the Fifth Elder has already been apprehended by the Second and Third Elder, so it’s difficult to say what would happen next; if you’re implicated by this, that would be bad.”

Seeing how serious Wen Yin’s countenance was, Wang Lu’s heart sank, thinking, “Is it really that serious?”

In Wang Lu’s mind, although his Master liked to deliberately cause trouble, she wasn’t stupid enough to not understand the limits; oftentimes, she would do small mistakes, but never a big mistake. She was like a flying swallow that was as lithe as a dancer; although she would often strike the Second and Third Elder’s nerve, she never met any huge obstacles.

But this time, even Wen Yin could see how big the trouble she got herself into. However, the real reason for Wang Lu to frown was that...

Regardless of how big the trouble that she caused, she was still the Spirit Sword Sect’s people. However, seeing the current development… The arrival of the Sect Leader, and the Fifth Elder being detained by the Second and Third Elder... what could possibly warrant this treatment? Did they really want to put righteousness over their own people? Though from a moral point of view, being impartial seemed nobler, but at the current Immortal Cultivation World, no sect that relied on being noble could grow to become such a big sect. Not to mention the Fifth Elder just came back to the mountain for less than a day, so it was impossible to tell the whole truth.

… Could it be they were under pressure from the Shengjing Sect?

While he was still thinking, he suddenly saw a tall and sturdy cultivator stepping out of the Spirit Sword Hall. His pace seemed restless. When that person went out, he just paced back and forth at the entrance, however, with every step he took, plants and grass would quickly grow from the gap between the white stone slab on the ground. After a few laps, the front entrance of the Spirit Sword Hall has been covered with shade.

This seemingly miraculous feat actually revealed how restless that cultivator’s mind was; his anxiousness caused him to inadvertently leak his magical power, which resulted in this effect. Upon seeing this, the disciples became even more curious of what was happening inside.

“Hey, Senior Brother, who is he?”

Wen Yin curiously looked at the tall cultivator pacing around in circles in the front of the hall. That person came from inside the Spirit Sword Hall, so his identity should be very high. But that person hid his face under the hood; his appearance was shrouded in mystery, and Wen Yin couldn’t remember ever seeing such a senior.

However, how could Wang Lu not recognize that person? He was his Master’s best friend, the Seventh Elder, Ao Guanhai.

The seriousness of the situation could be clearly seen; it was actually able to turn the ever-optimistic and cheerful Black Martial Uncle into such an agitated state.

Moreover, it just so happened that at this time, Ao Guanhai had also caught the sight of Wang Lu.

“Wang Lu, you’re here!”