bayedsolid Chapter 283 The Hehuan Sect Master Who Snatches People Everywhere in the Cultivation World (25)
Chapter 283 The Hehuan Sect Master Who Snatches People Everywhere in the Cultivation World (25)
When Leyan returned from Azhao's place, she found that her back mountain looked like a mess.
“ ...... ”
It's not just a vague resemblance, it's a complete mess!
The numerous sword marks on the cliff face, the already rugged mountain path now even more potholed, the once abundant spiritual energy of the cliff pool now mostly dissipated...
And that stupid dragon that has vanished without a trace.
All of them show something unusual.
Le Yan frowned and pondered, and soon she had an answer in her heart.
She had only ever felt the sword intent remaining on the sword mark from Sword Master Changheng, and only Sword Master Changheng could have turned Long Yi's little treasure land into such a dilapidated state.
Therefore, it is clear that this is the result of a battle between Sword Master Changheng and Long Yi.
The question now is, where did those two go?
Where is the culprit who turned her back hill into this horrible mess hiding now?
Or have they moved their fighting elsewhere and started causing trouble in other places?
The thought of this possibility made Le Yan's fists clench.
She immediately unleashed her divine sense, enveloping the entire Hehuan Sect, in an attempt to find the traces of the human and the dragon.
However, they found no trace of them, and instead discovered that Sheng An, Qi Lan, Qi Qing, and the little fox Hong Yue had all disappeared.
Of the outsiders belonging to the Hehuan Sect, only one remains: the merman Mi Luo.
This is not normal.
Le Yan's eyes darkened slightly, and she instantly left from the back mountain, heading towards the courtyard where Mi Luo was.
She bypassed the courtyard originally designated for Sheng An and the others, heading straight for Mi Luo.
Then they saw Mi Luo lying by the spirit pool, her eyes slightly dimmed, staring blankly ahead as if she were not in a divine body.
Le Yan frowned, thinking that something had happened to him too, and immediately appeared.
Mi Luo quickly spotted the figure she had been longing for, her eyes lighting up instantly. She stared intently at Le Yan, waiting for her to walk towards her.
It turned out that nothing had happened to him; he had just been waiting for Leyan to come see him, but she hadn't come, which was why he looked disappointed and his eyes were dim.
Le Yan breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and touched his hair, sat down by the spirit pool, and asked, "Do you know where Sheng An and the others went?"
Mi Luo hadn't yet recovered from the shyness and comfort of being patted on the head by Le Yan when she heard her question. The heat in her face and eyes began to cool, and her eyelids lowered slightly, concealing her annoyance.
This anger wasn't directed at Le Yan, but rather at those who were always in her way.
Mi Luo felt a chill in her heart, but replied gently and softly, "It seems they've gone back."
“When the twin brothers passed by my courtyard earlier, I heard them saying that their master had summoned them to return and report back, so they must have already left the Hehuan Sect and returned to their own sect.”
"As for Sheng An and the others, I think it should be the same."
Although it's uncertain, it's fine as long as we say it in that direction.
A faint smile flickered across Mi Luo's eyes. Whether they left the Hehuan Sect willingly or unwillingly, as long as they would no longer remain in the Hehuan Sect as a stumbling block between him and the Immortal Venerable, that would be perfect.
To avoid the Immortal Venerable constantly worrying about them and becoming mentally exhausted, he told a small lie, and those few people could forgive him, right?
Mi Luo's expression was so pure and innocent that people couldn't help but believe what he said.
Le Yan stared at him for a moment, said nothing, only said, "If that's the case, then so be it."
To be fair, Le Yan's thoughts are somewhat similar to Mi Luo's.
It doesn't matter how they left the Hehuan Sect, as long as they left safely, there's no need to worry about it.
So, Le Yan stood up and smiled at Mi Luo, saying, "I have other matters to attend to, I'll come see you another day."
He then left directly.
She needed to check on the safety of Sheng An and the others. Once she was sure, she wouldn't interfere any further.
Le Yan's method of ascertaining the other party's situation was very simple. She went to find the Fifth Elder, who was being violently suppressed by A Zhao and was trying to practice swordsmanship, and asked the Fifth Elder, who was good at calculation, to help her calculate the location of Sheng An and the others.
When she learned that they had all returned to their respective homes safely, Leyan promptly put the matter out of her mind.
Seeing that she used it and then threw it away, the Fifth Elder immediately became anxious.
"No, I'm telling you, Xiao Leyan, you can't treat your martial uncle like this!"
The Fifth Elder grabbed Le Yan's sleeve and began to wail, disregarding his image, "You need to control your inner demons!"
"I'm your martial uncle! How can a nephew force his martial uncle to cultivate like this?!"
"Furthermore, I'm a cultivator of magic! You can ask me to divine the secrets of heaven, but why are you making me practice swordsmanship?!"
"I'm not going to switch careers and become a sword cultivator!"
The Fifth Elder looked grief-stricken, clearly driven to desperation.
Le Yan calmly withdrew her hand. Faced with the Fifth Elder's wailing, she merely smoothed her sleeves, then looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, sighing melancholically, "Alas..."
This long sigh, filled with unspeakable sorrow, brought the Fifth Elder's wailing to an abrupt halt.
The Fifth Elder looked at his junior disciple with some confusion, scratched his head, and couldn't help but ask, "W-what's wrong?"
Looking so melancholy and sad, could it be that Xiao Leyan has encountered some kind of trouble?
The Fifth Elder frowned slightly, thinking to himself that this would not do. First, he was overcome by inner demons, and now he looked so melancholy. If something happened to his junior nephew, how could he explain it to his senior sister?
"Little Leyan, if you have any problems, just tell your master. With your master here, I will definitely be able to help you solve them!" The Fifth Elder's eyes were bright, and he was practically pulling Leyan aside to make her spill her heart.
Le Yan glanced at him lightly and remained silent.
Her deep sorrow was palpable, and the Fifth Elder grew increasingly anxious as he watched her.
"Tell me! What's wrong? Just tell me! How can I help you if you don't tell me? Tell me now!..."
The Fifth Elder pressed her relentlessly until Le Yan finally opened up, as if she had been driven to the limit by his questioning.
"Fifth Uncle..."
Le Yan lowered her eyes and spoke in a flat tone, yet it seemed to contain immense sorrow, making the Fifth Elder's heart tremble.
"Fifth Uncle, do you know where my inner demons came from?"
The Fifth Elder shook his head blankly, "I...I don't know."
He had heard about his junior disciple's worries about the future of the Hehuan Sect, which had led to mental illness, but he didn't believe it. After all, the reason was too absurd and could only fool the junior disciples.
The real reason behind it is certainly not that simple.
The Fifth Elder subconsciously clenched his hands, his worried gaze falling on Le Yan, waiting for her to continue speaking.
Le Yan didn't delay. She paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle-Master, the rumors are actually true. I did develop inner demons because I was worried about the future of the Hehuan Sect."
"But that's not the whole story. The reason I'm worried is because I see the future of the Hehuan Sect."
She turned to look at the Fifth Elder, her eyes, which usually held a hint of a smile, filled with tears. Her lips were clearly upturned, but there was no joy in them, only a deep bitterness in them.
The Fifth Elder's pupils contracted sharply. He had a premonition that he was about to hear something that would drive him mad.
He even had a fleeting urge to stop Le Yan from continuing, but he forced himself to stay calm. He wouldn't stop her; he wanted to listen. He wanted to hear what the future of the Hehuan Sect, which filled him with fear, would be like.
Le Yan organized her thoughts, but did not mention the cause or effect, only the consequences.
She said, "Uncle-Master, I tried to break through the bottleneck and reach the Mahayana stage, but on the night of my attempt, I inexplicably entered a mysterious realm where I saw the sky filled with blood."
"That's the blood of everyone in our Hehuan Sect."
"A cultivator stronger than everyone in our Hehuan Sect slaughtered the entire sect with his sword. All the disciples were brutally killed, all the senior uncles were crippled, and I was even worse off..."
Le Yan gritted her teeth and told the Fifth Elder the whole story she had learned from A Zhao.
The Fifth Elder listened intently, and it seemed as if he could also see that tragic scene before his eyes.
He seemed to hear the cries of his disciples as well, his eyes bloodshot and his gaze bulging.
“Uncle-Master, my inner demons arose from that. My failure to break through to the Mahayana stage was also due to the damage to my Dao heart. I don’t know if that scene is a real future. I can only try my best to prepare for the future and make our Hehuan Sect stronger.”
"The person who slaughtered the Hehuan Sect was very strong, so strong that none of us could match him."
"I was thinking, if our senior uncles had a Tribulation Transcending stage, or even just a half-step Tribulation Transcending stage, would it be possible that others would be more wary of attacking the Joyful Union Sect?"
"Uncle-Master, if you don't want to become stronger, I won't force you, but..."
Fifth Elder: "Stop talking! I'm going to cultivate now!"
"Damn it, I'd like to see who dares to bully our Joyful Union Sect!"