A life of clearness

Chapter 245 As you wish
As soon as he finished speaking, the seventh bolt of lightning struck.

"Hmph." Rong Qing raised her head and stared into Tianlei's eyes. The thunder of great destruction roared out from it.

Just when the seventh calamity thunder was about to come into contact with the great destructive thunder... the calamity thunder suddenly changed its angle as if it was out of control and flew towards the Liuguang Sword Sect.

Huh?! Rong Qing's eyes flickered.

She didn't think Jie Lei would make such a low-level mistake.

At this time, a shadow appeared faintly in the sky... This shadow was extremely ethereal, as if it had left this world. It could only be seen but never touched.

It looks like a building with a simple style, giving people a solemn feeling.

Rong Qing had a familiar feeling, especially the two words written on the plaque on the building.

“Cangliu…” She spoke slowly, “Cangliu Temple?!”

It was hard for Rong Qing not to associate it with Baishi Temple. However, she didn't expect that there really was Cangliu Temple.

Thinking back to the history of this world that the Sword Master had mentioned to her... Rong Qing could no longer guess the origin of this item.

The only one who could have such strength and possess this thing is the Inspector.

"It's actually a waste of effort now." Rong Qing said helplessly.

When the two thunderbolts came, the inspector was too late to respond. Now there was only one thunderbolt, and Rong Qing wanted to use the great destructive thunderbolt to devour the calamity thunderbolt to strengthen herself. But the inspector helped her, and this thunderbolt was wasted.

At this point, Rong Qing was too lazy to care about anything else and simply flew directly into the Liuguang Sword Sect.

However, doubts about Cangliu Temple quietly emerged in her mind. "Bai Shi Temple doesn't have a similar function..."

……

The slender figure quickly shuttled through the Arctic snow-capped mountains. As soon as it stood on a teleportation array, it disappeared immediately and walked out of another teleportation array.

Rong Qing used all her speed and soon arrived at the main peak of the Sword Sect. The long stone steps that seemed to have no end formed a black straight line behind her.

Bare feet stepped on the snow. A few drops of blood splashed out, like red plums.

She reached the highest point, the top of the snowy mountain, the end of the North Pole.

The faint, clear light illuminated this place, making it seem like something otherworldly. The snowflakes floating in the air reflected the dim light.

Rong Qing took out a Sword Sect's standard outer robe from her storage ring and put it on. The snow-white outer robe covered her broken body tightly. Here, she didn't have to worry about being struck by lightning.

Above her head, the thunderbolt was only a hundred feet away from her. However, she could only lie dormant above her, staring blankly through the Sword Sect's mountain protection formation.

The black cracks that had originally spread out now shrank together above the Flowing Light Sword Sect. It was as if a huge crack had appeared in the sky, opening its huge mouth towards the Arctic Snow Mountain.

However, no matter what apocalyptic scene it creates, it is not the current focus.

Rong Qing's face was badly injured, but her head was intact, especially her eyes, which were so bright and compelling that people dared not look directly at them. She did not wear a hood because she knew that no one present would be frightened by this.

The body hidden under the robe now had a chance to catch its breath, and under the effect of the Flower Appearance Technique, it began to recover quickly.

Rong Qing, who was emitting a faint glow, looked like a star walking on the earth.

She glanced at the two people outside the hall.

Xuan Gu stood with his hands hanging down. Concubine Ji knelt in front of the palace and dared not move.

Xuan Gu bowed to Rong Qing when he saw her coming. Rong Qing nodded casually, knowing that Xuan Gu was just a follower and that it was useless to vent her anger on him. As for Concubine Ji... she was still kneeling on the ground, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Rong Qing withdrew her gaze and stood beside Concubine Ji.

Rong Qing thought that the head of Concubine Ji was already in her pocket. However, before killing Concubine Ji, she still needed to ask the people in the palace.

"Yu Rong..." Rong Qing took a deep breath and bowed towards the center of the hall. "Greetings, Master Ji Ming Sword."

The Sword Master Ji Ming did not say anything, but a gentle force made Rong Qing stand up straight.

She also followed suit, straightened her back, and looked at the four people who were sitting or standing in the hall.

These four people had a great connection with her... Even Rong Qing couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart. She had been close to the three sword masters and the Taoist.

If we have to say who is really hard to understand, it would be Sword Master Ji Ming and Daozi Chuyuan.

Especially the Sword Master Ji Ming who was sitting at the highest point in the center... Rong Qing didn't know if it was considered that she had seen him not long ago. Seeing him again now, it seemed as if Rong Qing was the only one who knew about that absurd night.

No... Rong Qing's eyes suddenly widened. Now the four people in the hall did not hide their auras, so she could sense them clearly.

Every life has its own unique aura, even if they have the same bloodline, like Sword Master Chongyu and Sword Master Chongji, their auras are slightly different. This is a truth known to the cultivation world.

After practicing together, the aura would be tainted by the other half's aura and would no longer be pure. Therefore, Rong Qing's aura was entangled with them. This proved that the Sword Master Ji Ming had indeed practiced together with Rong Qing, and he himself could not have been unaware of it.

What's more important is that when Sword Master Ji Ming and Daozi Chu Yuan appeared in front of her at the same time, the difference in their auras was obvious. This proved that Ji Ming and Chu Yuan were two different people, and there was no possibility of clones.

No way... Rong Qing was shocked, and looked at the Master of the Ji Ming Sword with surprise in her eyes.

Considering what was said by fate, could it be that he is Chu Yuan? If so, who is Daozi Chu Yuan...

"Chuyuan is not my real name." Seeing through Rong Qing's thoughts, Daozi said softly.

"So that night later, it wasn't you either." Rong Qing pursed her lips.

Michiko nodded silently.

Since the other party had testified, Rong Qing had nothing to say. With a sigh, she asked, "I want to kill Concubine Ji. What do you think about this?"

Xuan Gu was specially sent to bring Concubine Ji into the Sword Sect. Rong Qing didn't believe that there was no special intention.

Upon hearing this, Concubine Ji's stiff body became even more tense.

And the words of Sword Master Ji Ming, no, it should be Sword Master Chu Yuan Mo Ran were heard by everyone present.

"You want to kill her...it's up to you."

Boom—the eighth thunderbolt that had been brewing for a long time fell with a bang. Dense lightning flashed on the dense patterns of the formation that suddenly appeared, making the light on the top of the mountain flicker. It was bright as day and dark as night.

It was as if he was awakened by the roar of thunder.

"Do not!!!"

Princess Ji screamed. The power brought by instinct allowed her to break free from the invisible pressure. Her slow-beating heart was now beating wildly in her chest.

The extremely delicate facial features finally became ugly under the hideousness.

The snow-white mask reappeared, replacing her original face.

(End of this chapter)