HLnovel Chapter 252 Young Master Lu, Long Time No See
Chapter 252 Young Master Lu, Long Time No See
The Xuanhuang Sect was originally located in the north of the Yuanming Lower Realm, not far from the Daqian Dynasty where Ling Yuanzi lived.
In order not to arouse Ling Yuanzi's suspicion, Xue Lan did not travel very fast. He carried Xue Tong and floated slowly above the clouds. It did not look like they were going to capture someone, but rather that they were leisurely strolling and enjoying the beautiful scenery.
Looking down from the clouds, Xue Tong saw vast fields of fertile land below.
The girl couldn't help but ask her, "Isn't our current pace a bit too leisurely?"
Xue Lan, who was sipping tea high in the clouds, slowly looked up: "Really? No!"
Noticing the speechless look in the girl's eyes, Xue Lan put away all the tea sets she had laid out and cleared her throat solemnly: "Actually, I have a reason for doing this."
Xue Tong looked at her and shifted to a more comfortable position: "Begin your speech."
Xue Lan took the Demon-Suppressing Treasure from the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map and threw it onto the cloud: "You know, although my master is about to ruin himself, he is still a renowned True Person of the Xuanhuang Sect and the master of a peak. Let's go find him, just to be on the safe side."
“Last time at the Xuanhuang Sect, I asked that guy to seal the last bit of murderous aura into the blade. This last bit of murderous aura was what I used to test the rationality of the single blade.”
As Xue Lan finished speaking, she raised her hand and gently tapped the blade.
"Buzz!"
A deep voice came from the long sword, sounding somewhat eerie.
"If Dan Dao does not break free from the control of the evil energy and regain his sanity within seven days, then this sword that I personally repaired will have no reason to exist."
Xue Lan's voice was icy. Xue Tong spoke softly, "After all, we're friends. And it took you so many years to..."
Xue Lan shook her head with a wry smile: "This means 'single-handed'."
Not only did Xue Lan refuse to allow a divine weapon whose evil aura had corrupted its spirit to remain in the world, but Dan Dao himself was also unwilling to become a madman without reason.
This was not Xue Lan's decision alone.
Xue Tong remained silent, but the little girl looked at the long, black sword with pity in her eyes.
After countless trials and tribulations, the blade has finally been repaired, allowing it to avenge its master...
After pondering for a while, the girl took out the Soul Guide from her storage bag and placed it next to the black longsword.
Xue Lan glanced at her and said, "That's one method too."
The Soul Guide is the purest spirit of a small knife in the world, favored by the Heavenly Dao, and has the ability to cleanse demonic souls. It might really help with the situation of a single knife.
A little girl dressed in golden yellow slowly flew out of the fat sword.
The Soul Guide had clearly overheard their conversation and patted his chest to assure them, "Sister and Your Majesty, rest assured."
After saying that, he flew towards the long sword beside him.
"Wait a minute!" Xue Tong grabbed the girl's wrist quickly: "Protect yourself... Don't worry about anything else, protect yourself first."
A sweet smile appeared on Yinhun's face, and the little girl threw herself into Xue Tong's arms: "I love you the most, sister! I'm leaving!"
The soul-guiding light transformed into a wisp of golden light and entered the pitch-black longsword. Xue Tong patted her chest and looked up to see a pair of gray-white eyes.
She couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"
Xue Lan smiled and said, "What can I see if I'm blind?"
After saying that, he turned his head to look ahead and stopped talking.
Nine years is but a fleeting moment for an immortal, and Xue Lan himself remained unchanged except for his appearance.
But Xue Tong has truly grown up.
This is the difference between immortals and mortals. While possessing a long lifespan, they lose the ability to experience life.
The cloud suddenly accelerated. Xue Lan wore a gentle smile.
According to her judgment, with the intervention of the soul guide, Dan Dao will soon wake up.
What troubled soul could refuse her little girl?
With Xue Lan advancing at full speed, the two arrived in the territory of the Great Qian Dynasty in just one day and one night.
Upon the arrival of the Great Qian Dynasty, the frost of early winter arrived immediately. While other places were still enjoying chrysanthemums in early autumn, frost had already settled over the territory of the Great Qian Dynasty.
It's likely to snow soon.
Xue Lan originally planned to go directly to Guangye City to capture Ling Yuanzi before the snow fell in the Great Qian Dynasty. However, after traveling less than two hundred miles, a familiar aura appeared in Xue Lan's detection.
At the same time, the girl who was resting behind her opened her eyes.
The two exchanged a glance, and a smile appeared in their eyes.
“Lu Feng? It’s been a long time.” Xue Tong slowly stood up and glanced at the human city below. It was nighttime, and the city below was brightly lit.
She looked at Xue Lan: "Shall we go down and take a look?"
Xue Lan nodded: "Grab them and leave."
Having reached a consensus, the two streaks of light flew downwards.
The city below is called Ruixue City, one of the major cities in the northwest of the Great Forge. At this moment, a celebration is being held in Ruixue City.
The streets were packed with people, and there were many stalls selling trinkets. It was bustling and lively, a truly vibrant scene.
In an inn on the street, two young men sat by the window on the second floor. One was dressed as a scholar in an earth-yellow robe, looking elegant and handsome. The other was dressed in a blue outfit with strange runes embroidered on the hem, and was incomparably handsome.
The two sat by the window, attracting the attention of many young women downstairs.
A young man dressed as a refined scholar raised a cup of wine and asked, "I wonder what brings Brother Lu to my Bingdeng Academy?"
Lu Feng picked up his wine glass in return, his face beaming with a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
“I have no important business. I have just heard that Bingdeng Academy has a large collection of books and leads the literary world of the Yuan and Ming dynasties. I admire it and have come to pay my respects. Brother Huang, I respectfully greet you.”
After politely declining each other's toasts, Lu Feng picked up his chopsticks and began to eat, occasionally glancing at the man in yellow opposite him.
He came to the Great Qian Dynasty not to study at Bingdeng Academy, and even if he wanted to, he would have to see if Bingdeng Academy would accept him.
The young man sighed inwardly.
His main reason for coming here was to avoid that person. In his early years in Da Shun, that immortal had left a deep shadow on him.
Otherwise, why would they have traveled thousands of miles from the Southern Regions of Yuanming to this far north? And even in this Snow City, they encountered someone...
The young man glanced at the young man opposite him again.
A weasel disguised as a disciple of a celestial sect.
Watching the man in yellow devour a plate of poached chicken on the table, Lu Feng also decided to eat something, but as soon as he picked up his chopsticks, he felt something was amiss.
My heart pounded like a drum.
You must know that he is no longer the Foundation Establishment cultivator he once was. Thanks to the many opportunities he has encountered along the way, he has reached the Core Formation stage, just like he did a year ago.
Such panic and confusion must mean a great calamity is about to befall us.
The young man placed a piece of silver on the table, preparing to flee immediately if things went wrong.
No sooner had he lifted his butt off the chair than he heard a familiar voice beside him:
"Young Master Lu, it's been a long time."
Lu Feng sat back down on the stool, and when he turned his head, his neck made a crisp "crack" sound.
The smiling Xue Daxian, dressed in red, looked at him with a threatening look in his eyes.
"Young Master Lu, may I sit here?"
Just as Lu Feng was about to refuse, he heard Brother Huang, who was already a bit tipsy from drinking, speak up: "Brother Lu's friend is my friend. Please have a seat, young lady."
Xue Lan then sat down.
Looking at Xue Lan beside him, Lu Feng felt an urge to kill the idiot on the other side.
But since things had come to this point, he couldn't show it on his face. The young man forced a smile and said, "Miss Xue... it's been a long time."
"May I ask, young lady, what brings you from so far to the Great Qian Dynasty?"
Could they really have come after him?
You're not some immortal being, so don't be so idle.
Xue Tong looked at the three people in front of the window from the top floor of the inn across the street, her face almost frozen with laughter.
One was malicious and trying to bully others. Another was trembling and didn't know what to say. And the last one was completely unaware of the situation and only knew how to eat.
If she jumped, she could make a whole mahjong table.
"I have an old matter at Bingdeng Academy that I need to know about. I would like to ask for your help, Young Master Lu."