Su Baiyi chewed over Nangong Xier's words carefully, and finally trembled as if struck by lightning, and said in surprise: "Senior Sister, are you saying that there is either a grudge between us for the murder of our father or the murder of our mother?"
Nangong Xier did not comment on this statement. She took a step forward and whispered in Su Baiyi's ear: "Yes. Maybe one day I will kill you with a sword."
Su Baiyi didn't hear any murderous intent in his words. He hesitated for a moment and wanted to continue asking, but Nangong Xier turned around and walked up the mountain. After walking a few steps, he heard that Su Baiyi behind him hadn't caught up, so he said, "Whether you are going with us to investigate the case or going back to the academy, you are going the wrong way. Aren't you going to catch up?"
"Senior Sister, I will go with you to investigate the case!" Su Baiyi no longer hesitated and walked forward.
"Don't you want to listen to your master?" Nangong Xier said with a smile.
"My master is a liar. He talks nonsense and cannot be trusted." Su Baiyi waved his hand.
"You can say anything." Nangong Xier said helplessly.
On the mountain, Xie Yuling and Feng Zuojun were making a bet.
"It's not impossible for Su Baiyi to go down the mountain and take a detour. I think that guy is very cunning and will not come back." Feng Zuojun lay on the ground and thought for a long time before coming to a conclusion.
"He will come back." Xie Yuling looked up at the stars in the sky. "If he doesn't come back, I will catch him even if I go back to the academy."
"The genius of the Xie family that you are talking about must be Xie Kanhua, the owner of the Wuyu Tower, one of the two greatest talents in Shanglin. Didn't he die in the battle with the Tianmen Holy Sect?" Feng Zuojun asked.
"Shanglin Palace did say this to our Xie family, but I never believed it. If my uncle could die so easily, then he would not be the genius that the Xie family has been waiting for for a hundred years." Xie Yuling said solemnly.
"But as far as I know, he was expelled from the Xie family long ago." Feng Zuojun said quietly.
"This is why our Xie family has fallen from being the top of the four major families to where it is today." Xie Yuling said calmly, "Because the roots are rotten, people like uncle will be expelled from the family."
"Senior sister is back." Feng Zuojun got up from the ground when he heard the footsteps. After seeing Nangong Xier, he asked, "Where is Su Baiyi? Is she gone?"
"I've thought about it for a long time, but I still can't bear to leave my two brothers." Su Baiyi ran out from the back, "This journey will be difficult, and I, Su Baiyi, am willing to help you."
Feng Zuojun walked forward, touched Su Baiyi's head, patted Su Baiyi's shoulder, and said in a confused tone: "What? It looks like you didn't get beaten?"
"Senior Sister, where are we going next?" Xie Yuling asked.
"Daze Prefecture, Tianxiao Cloud Realm." Nangong Xier sat back in the carriage.
"It sounds familiar." Su Baiyi frowned slightly.
"My home." Feng Zuojun blinked, looking confused.
Qiantang City is ten miles long and has a palace of learning.
"They should go to Tian Xiao Yunjing. According to the information Die Feng gave me when Junior Sister left, Tian Xiao Yunjing has been in seclusion recently. Something big must have happened." Li Yanqi, the Third Gentleman, sat in front of the desk and rolled up a piece of paper in his hand and placed it on the candle. "Who will go?"
Zhou Zhengjun sat and lay down, holding up his arms and legs wrapped in white cloth, and said only four words: "I have the will but not the strength."
"Who asked you to fight with Li Gui? He was the first choice for the leader of Junziya back then. If it weren't for the ten-year ban on martial arts, he would have been in the top ten of the Tianwu Ranking." Li Waijunzi, who was sitting next to him, taunted, "Now you and Li Gui both have broken legs and arms, and there is no one around my junior sister who can protect him."
"You can't go?" Zhou Zheng asked back.
"I'm just a weak scholar." Li Wai sighed, "What's the point of me going there?"
"A weak scholar? That's not what the courtesan in Qianhua Wanhua Tower at the foot of the mountain says!" Zhou Zheng said angrily.
"That's enough." Li Yanqi slammed the table, stood up and said, "You guys are putting on this show because you want me to go?"
"Junior brother, I dare not." Zhou Zheng and Li Wai lowered their heads.
"Then who of you two will go?" Li Yanqi asked again.
Zhou Zheng raised his arms and said those four words again: "I have the will but not the strength."
Li Wai sighed and said, "I am just a weak scholar."
"I understand. You didn't want to stop Junior Sister at all." Li Yanqi sneered, "At the beginning, I said we should go together to stop them. Zhou Zheng said you were enough alone, but when you met Li Gui, you didn't even ask us to help. You just played a trick and let Junior Sister go. Now you and Li Wai are refusing each other. That's it!"
"Brother." Zhou Zheng said helplessly, "Junior sister has grown up, there are some things that cannot be stopped."
"Do you think I don't know this?" Li Yanqi lay on the chair, rubbing his temples with his hands. "But the opponent she is facing is too strong. If the second brother was still here, maybe we would still be able to investigate. But now..."
"Second brother." Li Wai murmured.
"I'll send a message to the gentleman first and let him decide." Li Yanqi took out a pen and began to write.
Weilong Mountain. Shanglin Temple.
"I haven't been back for a long time. Our Shanglin Tiangong is still so magnificent, worthy of being the world's number one sect. Look at this building covered with gold powder, wow, wow, wow, they are so rich, just scraping it is enough for me to drink for a year." Xie Kanhua had iron handcuffs in his hands, but his expression was extremely relaxed. He looked around and joked, "Hey, isn't that my Wuyu Tower? Why does it look shabby? Does Wuyu Tower have an owner now?"
"No." The person who walked up to him was Helian Xiyue, with a faint smile, and his answer was as concise as ever.
"You must have been very lonely during these years when I was away," Xie Kanhua sighed.
"Not bad." Helian Xiyue shrugged.
"Three floors and four courtyards, without my most interesting Wuyu Tower, besides your Chunfeng Tower, isn't there only the most boring Fusheng Zuimeng Tower left?" Xie Kanhua sighed, "It's been hard for you these years, no wonder you talk less and less. Where are you taking me, Helian. For someone like me who stole the treasure of the Heavenly Palace, shouldn't I be imprisoned in the Netherworld without saying a word?"
"We're here." Helian Xiyue shook the chain in his hand and took a step back.
Xie Kanhua looked at the plaque in front of him and read the words on it: "Fu Sheng Zuimenglou."
A man in a white robe stood in front of them. He turned around after hearing Xie Kanhua's voice. The man was thin, pale, and looked a bit sick. He looked at Xie Kanhua and coughed three times: "Long time no see, Mr. Xie."
"Bai Jile." Xie Kanhua's pupils shrank slightly.