Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 203 Chaos
Snowflakes are flying.

The earth was covered in a blanket of silver.

Zhou Yuantong specially sewed two blue capes, and the two strolled hand in hand along the mountain path amidst the flying snow.

"Crunch... crunch..."

The sound of footsteps treading on the snow is distinct and rhythmic.

"Qi Yao said that it rarely snows in Fengyue Valley; the last time it snowed was ten years ago." Zhou Yuantong looked up, letting the snowflakes fall on her cheeks. Her long eyelashes were covered with snowflakes, which melted and turned into tears that slid down her cheeks.
"Leng Xing's matter is my fault."

“Xiao Chengzai once had the opportunity to become my dual cultivation partner, but I rejected him because I felt it was inappropriate. Later, you became my furnace, which made him hate you, and it also implicated Leng Xing, who was related to us.”

"It's not your fault." Zhu Ju paced back and forth, hands clasped behind his back.
"When others do something wrong, there's no need to look for the problem within yourself. I just feel a little sorry for Leng Xing."

Did he have any descendants?

"No." Zhou Yuantong shook her head.

"However, when they were in Leping County, Leng Xing, Wan Jing and others became sworn brothers, and the others have descendants."

Leng Xing, Wan Jing, He Leshan, Hua Wenhua...

Familiar yet unfamiliar names made Zhu Ju unconsciously slow down his pace.

"Although I dare not openly favor Leng Xing, I did ask Qi Yao to secretly inquire about his situation."

Zhou Yuantong spoke:
“Back then, Leping County was destroyed by the Blood Dragon Bandits. Leng Xing joined the Hehuan Sect, and the others also had their own opportunities.”

"Among them, Wan Jing became a disciple of a martial artist who had reached the peak of the acquired realm, and married the man's daughter."

"The others settled down in the capital."

“Leng Xing sometimes takes on missions and leaves Fengyue Valley, and he usually brings some things back for them.”

Zhu Ju nodded slowly.

As an outer disciple of the Hehuan Sect, Leng Xing held a very low position in Fengyue Valley, but he eventually became a Xiantian expert, making him a powerful figure in the outside world, capable of taking care of the descendants of the other disciples.

He was suffering terribly in Fengyue Valley, and seeing his relatives and friends when he went out on missions was probably his only thought.

In fact, the same applies to disciples of righteous sects.

Many people couldn't endure it and eventually returned to the mortal world to enjoy its pleasures, but unfortunately, the Hehuan Sect had no way out.

"Let's go take a look when we have time."

"Ah."

As they were talking, Qi Yao rushed over with some news.

"Shu Ying is dead!"

Ok?
Zhu Ju raised an eyebrow.

Disciples of Fengyue Valley often die for various reasons; in fact, there is no day without someone dying.

But it is quite rare for two people you know to die in succession.

"Shu Ying is dead?"

Zhou Yuantong looked puzzled:
"Shu Ying is well-liked in the sect and has established connections with several true disciples. Who would want to harm her?"

"Come on, let's go over and take a look."

Zhu Ju nodded.

Someone like Shu Ying, who is very good at building relationships, will get along well no matter where she goes.

"I heard..." Qi Yao lowered her voice and spoke mysteriously:
"It was an undercover agent from a righteous sect who did it. When they found her, her body was already stiff, and they don't know how long she had been dead."

"An undercover agent?" Zhou Yuantong raised an eyebrow.

"There's actually a righteous sect spy in Fengyue Valley?"

"What's so surprising about that?" Qi Yao shrugged.

"It's common for the righteous and the demonic sects to plant spies in each other, but this time it was actually exposed because of Shu Ying."

“That’s strange.”

While talking.

The three of them arrived near Shuying Cave.

Many disciples of the Hehuan Sect have already gathered here, which shows that Shu Ying has a wide circle of friends.

"A senior from a sect has come over and said that he has been poisoned by some kind of strange poison, so they may not be able to find anything."

"Why did this crazy girl provoke the Xuanqing Sect?"

"Xuanqing Sect?"

"Shh..."

Thanks to their status as core disciples of Zhou Yuantong, the three of them arrived at the cave and met the lost Shu Ying.

His death was gruesome; he was completely dried up.

Not just her.

All the furnaces and cauldrons inside the cave perished; not a single person survived.

"Sister."

One of the inner disciples handling the scene spoke up:
"The two people who died here were disciples of the righteous sect Xuanqing Sect. They had the cultivation level of the second innate aperture and were bought by Senior Sister Shu to be used as a furnace to aid their cultivation. As a result, they suffered retaliation from the righteous sect."

"Ugh!"

"Two innate orifices, yet only five major merits are sold. It's obviously not right, but Senior Sister Shu insists on buying them."

"Although the Xuanqing Sect is a righteous sect, it is known for its vengeful nature. Even we try to avoid provoking them if possible."

"Hmm." Zhou Yuantong nodded, pointing at Shu Ying's corpse:
"Could I have her hairpin?"

"Ah..." The inner disciple handling the scene was taken aback upon hearing this, and hurriedly picked up the hairpin and handed it over:

"of course can."

"However, this is just an ordinary item. What do you need it for, Senior Sister? ... I misspoke."

Out of the cave.

Zhu Ju looked at the hairpin in Zhou Yuantong's hand:

Why ask for it?

"I knew the previous owner of Shuying's cave dwelling; he was a good person," Zhou Yuantong sighed.
"That senior sister fell in love with her furnace cauldron and couldn't bear to kill him, so the two of them eventually committed suicide by poisoning themselves."

"This hairpin belongs to that senior sister."

"Master."

Turning around, Zhou Yuantong's expression was complicated:
"Don't you have anything to say?"

"The senior sister who committed suicide for love?" Zhu Ju thought for a moment and said:

"It's better to forget each other in the arena."

…………

The weapon-refining room.

Ding Gui knelt on the ground, his strong body trembling slightly, and beads of sweat dripping uncontrollably from his forehead.

"Checked it out."

A Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator with white hair and a youthful face stood before her with his hands behind his back, and slowly said:
"Shu Ying died from bone-dissolving poison. This poison can adhere to weapons and slowly evaporate over time, killing people invisibly. Not long ago, she asked you to forge a weapon."

"Senior!" Ding Gui was terrified and kowtowed frantically.

"This matter has nothing to do with me, it really has nothing to do with me!"

"Junior Sister Shu asked me to make a toy for men and women to play with, not a weapon to kill."

"That thing..."

"That thing is definitely not poisonous! I beg you, senior, to investigate thoroughly!"

As he spoke, he shakily pulled a Qiankun bag from his bosom and presented it to the other person with both hands.

"Your insight is profound, senior!"

"Heh..." The Foundation Establishment cultivator smiled faintly, casually put away his Qiankun bag, and turned to walk outside.

"I'll let this go for the sake of your filial piety. Just do your job properly from now on and don't let me catch you again."

"Yes." Ding Gui kowtowed loudly:
"Thank you, senior. Thank you, senior!"

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As disciples of a sect, there are some things that are unavoidable, such as banquets and gatherings among fellow disciples.

Today we are witnessing a once-in-thirty-year spectacle of rosy clouds over the snow-covered plateau.

On snowy days, a rainbow will streak across the valley of wind and moon, leaving a dazzling trail of light in the sky.

By then.

The wonders of the five elements and the changes of yin and yang in the universe can be fully appreciated, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

At the mountaintop.

You can enjoy this view.

All the disciples of the Hehuan Sect gathered together, and even Zhou Yuantong and Zhu Ju did not intend to miss this opportunity.

A pavilion atop a mountain.

The distinction between true disciples and inner disciples is clear.

As for outer disciples, they naturally have no right to be here.

The core disciples and their entourage occupied the best spots, exchanging ideas with each other.

"Junior Sister Zhou."

Fu Qiuyue walked over, holding a wine pot, and said with a smile:
"I heard that you have already opened the seventh acupoint. It seems that the completion of the nine acupoints is just around the corner. Congratulations!"

"I can't compare to my senior sister." Zhou Yuantong's expression remained unchanged.

"Senior Sister has already opened all nine orifices. It should be soon that she will achieve the Dao Foundation and the Great Dao will be within reach."

"Heh..." Fu Qiuyue narrowed her eyes:

"The foundation of the Dao is not so easy to establish."

Her eyes were deep, her gaze swept over Zhu Ju, and she turned and left.

On the contrary, Mu Zi, who was always by her side, snorted coldly at Zhu Ju, a murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

"Junior Sister Zhou." A handsome cultivator, who looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, looked over and spoke with a smile:
"It's best not to provoke that smiling tiger lately. She tried to break through to the Dao Foundation stage, but failed."

"Don't even think about recovering from this injury for the next three to five years."

"Oh!" Zhou Yuantong's eyes lit up:
"Senior Sister Fu has already tried to break through to the Innate Realm?"

No wonder the other person's expression was a bit off when I brought this up earlier; they were clearly embarrassed and angry.

"But I didn't know!"

"It's better not to know." The boy laughed.
"Ignorance is no excuse, otherwise she would probably have turned on you on the spot."

"Hmph!" Fu Qiuyue snorted coldly from not far away:

"Hey Lin, how about we have a little spar and I see how good your 'ageless kung fu' really is?"

"You think I'm afraid of you?!" The boy slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"You androgynous smiling tiger, I've tolerated you for too long. Let's settle this today."

"enough!"

Not far away, a female cultivator dressed in black and wearing a veil spoke in a deep voice:
"We're not the only ones enjoying the scenery today; there are also sect elders in the sky. Do we really want to anger them?"

"..."

"Hmph!" the boy snorted.
"I'll let you off this time."

"No need." Fu Qiuyue put down her wine glass and spoke coldly.
"How about we go down the mountain now and find a place for a good-natured duel?"

"..." The boy's expression changed:
"This extraordinary sight only comes once every thirty years, and it's also a good opportunity to gain insights and cultivate myself. I'm not willing to let you ruin things for me."

He then ignored the other person's provocation, crossed his arms in front of him, and looked up at the sky.

Zhu Ju sat beside Zhou Yuantong, occasionally picking up a wine jar and taking a little into his mouth.

The noisy chatter among the core disciples seemed ordinary, but their auras were secretly clashing in the arena.

Each core disciple is the core of a hurricane.

Their aura was like a live volcano that could erupt at any moment, making the inner disciples tremble with fear.

No one dared to offend the core secrets.

If a true disciple kills an inner disciple, it's like an inner disciple killing an outer disciple; even if it's just venting anger, there won't be much punishment.

That's how cruel the rules of the Demonic Sect are.

"Sister."

At this moment, a handsome man stepped forward and bowed to Zhou Yuantong:
"We meet again."

"It's you." Zhou Yuantong's face showed disgust.

"roll!"

"Senior Sister." Although Xiao Chengzai was an inner disciple, his status was rather special, and he did not step down.
“A few days ago, I went out of the valley to carry out a mission and found a bright pearl. I thought this thing was just like my senior sister.”

"I've come today specifically to deliver this."

As he spoke, he took out a brocade box, and when he opened it, a precious pearl the size of an egg was revealed.

"Burp..." Zhu Ju let out a drunken burp:

"Your name is Xiao Chengzai, right?"

"It's me." Facing Zhu Ju, Xiao Chengzai's smile vanished, and he spoke coldly:
"What's the matter?"

“Leng Xing is my friend,” Zhu Ju said.

"Did you kill him?"

"Is that so?" Xiao Chengzai's face showed disdain.

"So what?"

"You're just a furnace vessel, are you going to avenge him?"

"Shh!"

Before he could finish speaking, a blade of light suddenly appeared before him, cleaving him in two from above.

"puff!"

A streak of blood appeared on Xiao Chengzai's forehead, extending downwards until it separated his body from his body.

There was a pause.

The two bodies slowly fell to the ground.

Zhu Ju held a knife in his hand, his expression indifferent.

Although he is a 'two-aperture innate', he has a Qi-gathering talisman that allows him to unleash the power of a five-aperture innate in a short period of time.

Furthermore, since the two were so close, Xiao Chengzai never expected him to dare to make a move, which is why he succeeded with a single strike.

"what!"

"How dare you kill an inner disciple!"

"court death!"

Chaos erupted instantly, but the core disciples' eyes gleamed with a hint of wild joy on their faces.

opportunity!

The various lineages of the Hehuan Sect are hostile to each other, and no one wants to see any other core disciples advance to the Dao Foundation stage.

If given the chance to cause trouble, they would never hesitate to do so.

Zhou Yuantong is protected by Consort Yuan, so no one dares to provoke her, but it is possible to destroy her alchemy furnace and cut off her path.

right now,

This is a golden opportunity!
The young man surnamed Lin slammed his hand on the table and rose to his feet. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a magical artifact and shot it towards Zhu Ju without hesitation:

"You mere furnace cauldron dares to kill an inner disciple? You deserve to die!"

The others were equally determined not to let this opportunity slip by, and in an instant, inspiration flew across the field, and colorful clouds filled the sky.

A dense killing intent crashed down.

Qi Yao's face turned pale, and Zhou Yuantong was also unable to recover for a moment.

"Zheng!"

The sound of a knife whistling softly.

Zhu Ju's eyes gleamed with divine light as he drew his longsword in a miraculous arc, meeting the oncoming attacks head-on.

"call……"

A strange and mysterious force guided dozens of attacks, which then scattered in all directions.

Leveraging the power of heaven and earth!

"it is good!"

Fu Qiuyue's beautiful eyes lit up:
"Good sword skills!"

but……

You'll die just the same!
Mu Zi, standing beside her, grinned maliciously, unleashing a powerful secret technique as she channeled her inner energy.

The second wave of attacks was even more ferocious, and even a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator would have no chance of resisting it.

Zhu Ju's expression remained unchanged. With a sudden flick of his long sleeves, dozens of talismans shot out in a flash.

Qi-gathering talisman!
The raging true energy instantly activated numerous spiritual talismans, and various colored spiritual lights flashed wildly on the mountaintop.

These talismans obtained from Consort Yuan are mostly of the highest grade, possessing astonishing power.

The second wave of attacks was also shattered.

at this time.

The panicked Zhou Yuantong also came to her senses, flashed in front of Zhu Ju, and shouted:

"stop!"

"Stop it all!"

Ok?
Several core disciples' expressions changed slightly. They dared to kill Zhu Ju, but dared not lay a heavy hand on Zhou Yuantong.

Consort Yuan was nearing her end, but Daoji, who was dying, became even more insane.

If they dare to lay a hand on Zhou Yuantong, or even hurt her, they will not have a good ending.

His movement paused involuntarily.

Never thought.

Zhu Ju bravely stepped in front of Zhou Yuantong, shouting:

"Yuan Tong, get out of the way!"

good chance!
Overjoyed, everyone unleashed a torrent of powerful spells, incantations, and even magical artifacts.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, a figure coughed up blood and was forced to retreat.

Zhu Ju was merely a 'two-aperture' innate cultivator. He had already exhausted all his strength to block the first two waves of attacks, and this time he was powerless to resist. The attacks from the core disciples and inner disciples landed squarely on his body.

There was virtually no chance of them escaping unscathed.

"Master!"

Zhou Yuantong screamed, feeling her heart tremble violently. Her beautiful eyes went mad, and she flung out a black pill. Without regard for anything, she flew towards where Zhu Ju was.

"careful!"

"It's a thunderbolt!"

The core disciples' expressions changed drastically, and they retreated frantically, disregarding everything else.

next moment.

"boom!"

The mountaintop trembled violently.

More than a dozen figures who were unable to retreat in time were torn apart by the lightning, leaving no trace of their bodies.

(End of this chapter)