Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 207 Lü Shun's Sigh

In the darkness, Jin Ping'er gazed at the old man's back, a faint glint of light flickering in her eyes.

Amidst the flickering light, the mysterious man fell silent after hearing the old man's words, seemingly completely surprised that the Heavenly Emperor's Nether Stone would be taken away by such a powerful cultivator.

Seeing that there was no more useful information, Zhang Xiaofan stopped hiding and stepped out of the darkness, speaking softly.

"Unexpectedly, Elder Lü Shun of Burning Incense Valley met with a foreign race in the dead of night. It seems that there must be another secret behind Burning Incense Valley's so-called suppression of the Dark Path."

Upon seeing the suddenly appearing young Taoist priest, the old man, the middle-aged man, and the mysterious man were all taken aback. Then, the mysterious man began to chatter incoherently, uttering words that were difficult to understand.

However, at this moment, the middle-aged man had no intention of translating; instead, he stared in horror at the suddenly appearing Zhang Xiaofan.

As an elder of the Incense Valley, Lü Shun held a high position and had seen much of the world. He was the first to react and, looking at the tall figure, spoke softly.

"I presume you are Zhang Xiaofan, the head of the Dragon Head Peak of the Qingyun Sect?"

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaofan's name, the mysterious man who had been shouting incessantly fell silent and dared not utter a sound.

"That's right. So, Elder Lü Shun, could you give me an explanation, or rather, tell me the reason?"

Zhang Xiaofan asked softly, his voice very calm, but Lü Shun understood that the other party's words were actually a form of interrogation, only that the other party was upright and did not resort to underhanded means.

Lu Shun was somewhat moved by this. He hadn't expected that someone as upright as Zhang Xiaofan would be even more righteous than the rumors suggested.

But soon, Lü Shun shook his head and sighed.

"You must have heard about this in person for a long time, right? But there are some things I cannot tell you. As for how you decide to handle it, I will leave it to you."

With Zhang Xiaofan present, Lü Shun knew very well that with his strength, he could not possibly be Zhang Xiaofan's opponent, especially with Zhang Xiaofan's amazing sword control technique, which was unmatched in the world and no one could escape from it. Therefore, Lü Shun had no need to struggle at all.

Seeing that Lü Shun was unwilling to answer, Zhang Xiaofan only glanced at him and did not say anything more. Instead, he changed the subject and asked.

"Is it the chieftain of the fish-men?"

Lu Shun nodded, not hiding anything. As long as it wasn't a secret of Burning Incense Valley, Lu Shun naturally wouldn't mind telling Zhang Xiaofan.

"Where exactly is the Xuanhuo Altar located in Fenxiang Valley?"

Zhang Xiaofan asked again, and Lü Shun hesitated for a moment, but seeing Zhang Xiaofan staring intently at him, he still spoke softly.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan nodded slightly and walked towards the outside of the ancient temple. Just as he was about to step into the temple, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, and said softly.

"Merit is merit, and fault is fault. Our righteous path has always been clear about merit and fault. Regardless of whether the guardian of the Dark Path of Burning Incense Valley has ulterior motives or other conspiracies, at least Elder Lü Shun has made contributions to the common people. I hope Elder Lü Shun will not make one wrong step after another. As the Buddhist saying goes, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. I hope Elder Lü Shun will take heed!"

With that, Zhang Xiaofan turned and walked out of the ancient temple without looking back. Lu Shun stared at Zhang Xiaofan's back for a moment, then sighed softly.

Even though it was their first meeting, Lü Shun couldn't help but admire this righteous person with such a high reputation. He was truly worthy of respect. If there were any saints in this world, it would surely be this person.

"Uncle-Master, what should we do?" The middle-aged man looked at the dilapidated gate of the ancient temple, swallowed hard, and then asked softly.

Upon hearing this, Lü Shun did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned to look at the merman chieftain beside him, then stared at the middle-aged man and sighed softly.

“Sun Tu, some things are futile to struggle with. Since you’ve been given a chance, don’t let it go.”

Lu Shun knew very well that he had nowhere to escape from Zhang Xiaofan. Even if he managed to escape today, what would happen in the future? Would he spend his whole life hiding and living in constant fear?

You should know that as long as Zhang Xiaofan speaks, there are plenty of people from both the righteous and demonic paths who will take action. The righteous path wants to make merit, wants to make a pilgrimage, and even hopes to become his disciple. Not to mention the demonic sect, who doesn't want to live openly and honestly on the land of China in the future?

Lu Shun was, after all, an elder of Fenxiang Valley and a respected righteous master. How could he live such a life worse than death?
Rather than that, it would be better for him to plead guilty and accept punishment. At least, given Zhang Xiaofan's character, Lü Shun believed that the worst outcome would be that he would spend the rest of his life on Qingyun Mountain, and at most, he would come down the mountain to help the people with farming during the busy farming season.

In retrospect, aside from the restriction of his freedom, he was able to enjoy his old age in peace and tranquility. For someone like him, it could be considered a peaceful end.

Sun Tu hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded slightly. The next moment, he suddenly pounced and captured the fishman chieftain next to him. With a few crisp sounds, in the blink of an eye, the fishman chieftain's limbs and jaw were dislocated, and he became a lamb to the slaughter.

Upon seeing this, Lü Shun strode towards the outside of the ancient temple, while Sun Tu followed behind, carrying the merman chieftain in one hand.

As soon as he stepped out of the ancient temple, Lü Shun's pupils contracted, and he saw a huge divine bird, hundreds of feet long, slowly landing on the mountaintop under the moonlight.

"This is... the yellow bird that guards the Heavenly Emperor's treasury!"

Lu Shun was terrified, but at the same time he was secretly relieved that he knew what was good for him, otherwise he would probably not have had a good end.

"What instructions does the Master have?"

After regaining his composure, Lü Shun stood behind Zhang Xiaofan, bowed respectfully to the young Taoist, and asked in a low voice.

As a prisoner, Lü Shun was clearly very aware of his situation.

However, Zhang Xiaofan did not respond. Just as Lü Shun looked up, he saw a streak of light fly out from the ancient temple behind him and land gracefully beside him, asking in a cold voice.

Do you know where Yan Hong is now?

Lu Shun was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the face of the woman in the pale yellow dress, he was even more surprised and exclaimed in astonishment.

"You are... the wondrous young master of the Joyful Union Sect?"

After recognizing Jin Ping'er's identity, Lü Shun sighed. He knew that Fenxiang Valley was completely finished, and that Master Zhang probably already knew all the secrets.

Thinking of this, Lü Shun felt a mix of emotions. No matter what, Fenxiang Valley was his sect, yet it ended up like this.

But then, Lü Shun felt somewhat relieved. Perhaps, from the moment Fenxiang Valley first embarked on this path, this fate was already sealed.

"That's it, that's all!"

(End of this chapter)