After the old man from the Wan family said the "bad news" in a heavy tone, Wen Yun keenly noticed that the sound of the wooden fish that Master Duyuan was beating slowly was out of rhythm, and Yu Jianli also looked up in surprise, looking over with complicated eyes.
Wen Yun thought to himself, as expected, I knew this person wouldn't suddenly be kind enough to plead for mercy, after all, those who play tactics have the darkest hearts.
She had exchanged communication jade slips with the ancestor of the Wan family when she first met him. After occasional exchanges and communications, she was pleasantly surprised to find that this person was a fellow traveler like herself. The two of them hit it off immediately and shared their knowledge and needs, which led to the tacit understanding they have today.
Although the remaining four people in the hall did not witness how the incident happened, they were all savvy people who had lived for hundreds of years. How could they not hear that there was something fishy about this matter
Looking at the grief-stricken appearance of the Wan family's ancestor, Master Du Yuan and Yu Jianli felt a chill in their hearts, and felt a chill rising behind their backs.
The look of compassion on the face of the Wan family ancestor had not yet disappeared. He looked deeply at Master Duyuan and Yu Jianli who were not far away with such eyes, and then walked naturally to stand behind Ye Shubai.
Ye Shubai and Wen Yun did not stop him. Instead, they nodded and greeted him familiarly.
Wen Yun even enthusiastically invited him to stay at the Tenth Peak for a while, saying that he wanted to exchange his thoughts on the new models of Wanbao Pavilion. From the tone of his voice, it seemed that the two of them had chatted a lot in private.
Master Duyuan and Yu Jianli looked at each other and both remembered something.
It was Qianzhenzi who first came up with the idea of stealing the Jade Baby.
He was conceiving a new formation at that time, but he could not find anything that could support the core of the spirit formation. Seeing Ye Shubai returning from the sea with his last breath, he decided to take action secretly. Fearing revenge from the Qingliu Sword Sect, he actually gave the Jade Infant fragment to the two remaining Spiritual Transformation cultivators of the Qingliu Sword Sect. Later, more and more people were involved, and everyone except the Wan family had a fragment in their hands...
Earlier, when Qian Zhenzi invited everyone to discuss important matters, the two of them each had their own plans in mind, so their attitudes were always lukewarm. Jiang Aotian and Chuixuedao have always been at odds, and basically he would argue with whatever Qian Zhenzi said.
So if we really talk about the most enthusiastic and cooperative person, it would be the ancestor of the Wan family.
He even gave everyone a lot of rare one-time attack magic weapons for today's conspiracy, and said with concern that this was to enhance their combat effectiveness so that they could successfully kill Ye Shubai.
The ancestor of the Wan family also demonstrated it casually. He threw the disposable magic weapon into the sea of Chuxue Island. The huge water column that exploded was probably as high as a small mountain. In an instant, a branch island of Chuixue Island was blew into pieces. The corpses of fish floated on the water surface with dense seams. The power was terrifying.
At that time, he solemnly gave this thing to each person one by one, and even acted as if he felt sorry for it, saying that this thing was priceless and that they must remember to keep it well and not use it unless it was a critical moment.
However, Yu Jianli saw clearly just now that Qian Zhenzi also threw out a magic weapon when Wen Yun was trembling, but the thing turned into green smoke and disappeared. He probably thought that Wen Yun had cracked this thing, but he didn't know that this so-called magic weapon was just a fake and shoddy product.
At that time, everyone believed the lies of the Wan family ancestor and thought that he just wanted to contribute more in order to get a share of the two jade infants from the Qingliu Sword Sect.
It turns out that the Wan family had planned this long ago.
The ancestor of the Wan family had indeed never rebelled, because he had been Ye Shubai's man from the beginning!
Fortunately, we are all traitors, otherwise, if a fight had really started, this old man would definitely have done something sneaky behind our backs.
However, they were different from the ancestors of the Wan family. The Wan family had never taken Ye Shubai's jade infant fragments, but they did. If you do something wrong, you must accept the punishment. Since the two of them had chosen this path, they had already settled their own affairs. This time they came here with the worst plan in mind.
The two men looked at each other. Master Duyuan showed no sadness or joy on his face. He continued to chant the Sutra of Rebirth with his head down, knocking the wooden fish. It was unknown whether he was chanting the Sutra of Rebirth this time, referring to Master Duliu or the two people who had just died.
Only the ancestor of the Wan family remained calm. He looked around the hall and said with regret, "What a pity. I'm afraid it will cost a lot of spiritual jade to repair this hall."
Wen Yun glanced at him dimly and asked tentatively, "From what you said, are you planning to support my sect?"
As soon as these words came out, the face of the Wan Family Patriarch changed drastically, and he hurriedly explained: "No, I just said that if you want to buy timber and seedlings, you can come to my Wanbao Pavilion, and I can give you a 10% discount."
Wen Yun: “…”
Ye Shubai: “…”
The Wan family patriarch looked at Ye Shubai and hesitated for a moment before speaking with a painful look on his face: "What about the 20%?"
I thought that someone as detached from the world as Ye Shubai would not care about such mundane things as Lingyu, but who would have thought that he would calmly say, "Thirty percent."
The ancestor of the Wan family was choked and stood there in a daze, staring at the backs of Ye Shubai and Wen Yun as they left side by side. He didn't react for a long time.
Wen Yun was already used to being a swordsman, so he could understand Ye Shubai's actions. After all, Ye Shubai had taken over the order to be the head of the sect, and now he was very responsible for being the head of the sect, and he had already started to save money for the sect.
The battles during the Tribulation Period were extraordinary. The main halls and pavilions were all collapsed and damaged, and the precious flowers, plants and trees were all overturned by the surging sword energy. The first peak was completely destroyed. This spiritual and elegant fairy mountain was now hidden in the night, without the brilliant lights of the past. It was like a seriously injured giant beast, lying in the darkness with its last breath. If you want to repair it, you will probably need to spend tens of millions of spiritual jades.
At present, the disciples of the First Peak gathered at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the once most magnificent and beautiful First Peak with sad faces, their eyes full of despair.
Seeing Ye Shubai and his companions walking down the mountain safely, several peak masters immediately knew that their master had won this fight. They felt relieved and bowed to him with swords in their hands with great respect.
Even the disciples from the First Peak who had been quite hostile to Ye Shubai just now now felt somewhat close to him. Just now, because Wen Yun had delayed Qian Zhenzi, those disciples from the First Peak had the opportunity to escape from the suicide formation. Even though they had old grudges with the Tenth Peak, they would not be ungrateful.
Previously, they thought Qian Zhenzi was a good man who stood up for the First Peak, but the old villain said he wanted to help them, but he actually launched a murderous attack on them. If it weren't for Ye Shubai and Wen Yun who protected them, these disciples with low cultivation would have died on the spot.
Under this comparison, they felt as if their faces were hurt, but at the same time they were extremely grateful to Ye Shubai and Wen Yun.
Ming Yuan hid behind the crowd, quietly peeked out, and whispered to the fellow disciples beside him: "I just realized that Master Ye is extremely handsome..."
"You previously accused the people of the Tenth Peak of having evil intentions and said that they were all traitors. You also said that Qian Zhenzi was a righteous man who was willing to stand up for us, the First Peak."
Her round face flushed red as she defended herself: "That's not... That's not being deceived, is it?"
"You also said that if Master Ye really became the head of the sect, you would betray the sect."
"I have never said such outrageous words, don't talk nonsense!"
There are many people who have changed their views like them. Although they have embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, their realm is actually not that high. They are also worldly and cannot keep their hearts as calm as water.
In the past, when the disciples of the First Peak saw someone from the Tenth Peak, they would have wanted to roll their eyes to the sky. However, at this moment, they all lowered their heads with their eyebrows lowered, and their attitudes were upright and respectful.
Standing at the top is still Liu Luoyin.
"Master Ye." She called out in a low voice, and then bowed.
She said in a slightly depressed voice: "Because the First Peak still needs to be repaired, Master Ye's succession ceremony will probably be postponed for some time. Please forgive me."
Ye Shubai had no objection to this, and Liu Luoyin breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, she watched Wen Yun passing by her, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the latter's wrist. When she saw Wen Yun turning around and looking at her in surprise, she realized that her action was too presumptuous and quickly withdrew her hand.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Wen Yun thought that she had just bumped into him accidentally, so he walked forward with Ye Shubai.
"Uncle Wen... Uncle Wen." Liu Luoyin lowered his head and called Wen Yun. His voice was very low, but also very serious: "Thank you."
Thank you for saving my life, and thank you for saving the First Peak disciples.
I thought Wen Yun didn't hear it, but the beautiful figure paused, the girl raised her hand and waved the fire stick in her hand, and replied with two words in a casual and generous manner: "You're welcome."
Liu Luoyin let out a long breath, raised her sword and bowed deeply to the backs of Wen Yun and Ye Shubai. The hundreds of disciples from the First Peak behind her also raised their swords silently and bowed their heads.
From the Spiritual Transformation to the Qi Refining, everyone in the Sword Sect bowed together. What a shocking scene it was.
Wen Yun looked back and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. No one in the younger generation of the sect knew the name Ye Shubai, but now, he was finally slowly finding what was his.
She tugged at the corner of Ye Shubai's clothes and looked up at him: "Look, this is everything you should have."
With his low-key personality, he would probably agree with her with a "hmm". Wen Yun had already secretly prepared a lot of words to praise him, such as heroes should be respected and remembered by the world, and "I will accompany you to slowly get back what you lost."
Who would have thought that this time he would refute it for the first time: "No."
Wen Yun was choked for a moment, and couldn't finish many of the lines that were about to come out.
Ye Shubai seemed to accidentally change his hand to hold the wooden sword, so that Wen Yun could pull his sleeve more easily. Then he looked down into her eyes and said calmly, "This is everything I want."
Wen Yun was stunned for a moment. He always felt that there was something else behind the words. He wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to do so. He could only turn his head away awkwardly and not look at him.
As a result, when they turned around, they found that they had reached the foot of the tenth peak.
Wen Yun suddenly realized, so that's what he meant. He didn't want to own the entire sect, he only wanted the Tenth Peak!
What a devoted man!
Master Duyuan stayed at the first peak to chant scriptures, and the ancestor of the Wan family was invited to drink tea, but he did not expect that Yu Jianli would follow him to the foot of the tenth peak without saying a word.
After Ye Shubai got the Jade Infant back, he had no intention of killing him, only because Yu Jianli had promised to go to the outer sea island to guard it tomorrow. No cultivator would be willing to go to such a cold place, and it was a must-go place for the demon cultivators to invade the four continents, so it was appropriate to leave him alive to guard the island. After all, the spiritual energy around the outer sea was meager, and if a large number of demon cultivators really came to attack, even those in the Tribulation Crossing Stage would not be able to resist, and he had been seriously injured in order to get the Jade Infant, so what he said was actually equivalent to going to die.
Seeing that Ye Shubai was about to go up the mountain, Yu Jianli's eyes turned red and he bowed deeply to him.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, you senior Daoists sacrificed your lives for justice in the past. Now I also want to go to the outer sea to pay for my sins. But..." After a pause, the middle-aged man wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeves and said in a hoarse voice: "But may I ask, how is Qinghong now?"
The first half of his sentence still showed the calmness of someone ready to die, but when he spoke the second half, he became cautious.
Wen Yun turned his head to look at Ye Shubai, and seeing that he had no intention of saying anything, he had to speak for him and told him the whole story of Mo You taking over Yu Qinghong's body.
This was truly a tragic event. Yu Qinghong was a very good young man, but because he was too polite, he ran to visit the Xie family once when he passed by, and he became a puppet of the evil cultivator and died as a result.
As she spoke, Yu Jianli's eyes became redder and redder. His hands under his sleeves clenched into fists and then unclenched. His body swayed and he almost fell backwards. He did not catch his breath until he heard Ye Shubai rescue his remaining soul.
He asked in a trembling voice: "Then... How is Qinghong now? Can I talk to him?"
Seeing his appearance, Wen Yun shook his head with a complicated expression. After thinking for a while, he decided to let him see it himself.
Yu Jianli naturally couldn't say another word to his son. After seeing the small tree that carried his son's scent, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips and his face became even more pale.
He had previously doubted Wen Yun's statement, and guessed that Ye Shubai had captured Yu Qinghong in order to force him to return the jade infant, and that the so-called demon cultivator taking over Yu Qinghong's body was all a lie he made to deceive the younger generations.
So before coming this time, he took out the jade baby, ready to use it to exchange for his son, and he was also determined to die. If Ye Shubai wanted his life, he was willing to exchange it.
However, he didn't expect that what they said was true. Yu Qinghong really only had a trace of soul left. After all, Yu Jianli was in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, so he could naturally tell that this small tree was repairing his son's soul.
With trembling hands, he gently stroked the tender green leaf at the top.
Although he couldn't see it, as father and son are connected by heart, he could vaguely sense the familiar scent. When his hand approached it, the leaves swayed slightly, as if sensing something.
Yu Jianli's eyes became hot, and he half-knelt on the ground, gazing at the poinciana tree, tears finally rolling down his cheeks.
"I committed evil deeds, but my son has paid for it. Ah Hong, all this is the fault of your father!"
The next day, when Wen Yun and Ye Shubai came to see him, they found that Yu Jianli was still half-kneeling in the yard holding the tree planting basin. He had actually been guarding the small tree for the entire night.
Seeing the two people coming, he gathered his robes, stood up with difficulty and bowed deeply. He was about to say goodbye and set off for the deserted island on the border of the outer sea.
But before leaving, he looked at Wen Yun with tears in his eyes and thanked her earnestly: "I think Miss Wen usually takes good care of me. Although I can't see it, I felt that he was very happy when you approached just now. Thank you very much."
Wen Yun was silent for a moment and then nodded vaguely: "Probably, I am the one who waters him usually."
Yu Jianli was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, and he sighed, "The proudest thing in my life is that I have such an outstanding son. It's a pity that he was killed by the evil cultivator. Alas! If Qinghong can recover one day, I think he will have similar interests with Miss Wen. I wonder..."
Wen Yun was not stupid and could hear the hidden meaning in this person's words. However, this was the first time she had encountered such a thing and her face turned red. She didn't know how to answer.
Fortunately, Ye Shubai, who was sitting at a stone table in the distance, suddenly looked up and said coldly, "She is still young and doesn't understand these things."
Yu Jianli then realized that he had said something wrong. He smiled apologetically, bowed, and left.
Seeing Yu Jianli leaving, he took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on the small tree with slightly trembling leaves.
Others couldn't see it, but she could.
There was a graceful and gentle little man kneeling on the leaf. When he noticed Wen Yun was looking at him, he smiled softly and saluted her gracefully. Wen Yun waved at him, and he stood up and walked to the edge of the leaf, looking up at her, looking very well-behaved and sensible.
Wen Yun cast a light magic spell over and moved the basin to a sunny place in the yard, and the day's care was over.
After returning, he glanced at Ye Shubai who was drinking tea beside him and said sadly, "I seem to have accidentally harmed Yu Qinghong."
Ye Shubai lowered his eyes, his tone slightly cold: "That basin is good, the size is just right."
"I'm not talking about the foot basin." Wen Yun moved the heavy basin and felt a little thirsty. He casually took a cup to pour water and drank it. He sighed and said, "You may have forgotten that I had branded the Delonix regia with my spirit before, and then we had a master-servant contract. Now that you have come out of the Delonix regia, Yu Qinghong has gone in to parasitize it again, so..."
So just like Ye Shubai who was parasitic on the Delonix Regia tree, Yu Qinghong is now in a sense also the spirit of Wen Yun.
Yu Jianli was right about Yu Qinghong being close to Wen Yun. After all, it was normal for a spirit to be close to its master.
Hearing her say this, Ye Shubai's hands hidden in his sleeves suddenly tightened.
He looked at Wen Yun deeply, then picked up the cup and poured himself a cup of tea calmly. He asked calmly, "Do you want to prepare another staff spirit?"
Wen Yun looked at him inexplicably: "Why do I need so much? I already have it."
Ye Shubai's heart moved, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.
However, Wen Yun didn't even look at him. She stood up and shouted "Xiaohong". The next moment, the fat red pig rushed out of her house cursing and bumped into her.
"Stupid magician! I told you not to call me that!"
Wen Yun skillfully avoided the fat pig's charge, holding the dragon head to prevent being bitten, while continuing the previous topic: "Look, how energetic and spirited this guy is. Now that my staff spirit has recovered, it's time to start making a new staff. Why not wait for a better day? How about tomorrow?"
Ye Shubai was silent and did not answer for a long time.
Judging from the current situation, Sword Spirit has indeed fallen out of favor.