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Chapter 414 The "Sword Master" Appears at the Xuantian Sect

Wu Qiong watched silently from a distance, watching the little beggar walk forward step by step.

Suddenly, he fell down and lay motionless.

Wu Qiong pursed his lips and waited quietly.

He could sense that the little beggar's life was about to end.

Then, the little beggar got up.

Wu Qiong understood that the body was still the same, but the person had changed.

The one sitting there now is not Bai Shaohua, but Wu Qiong.

A moment later, the small figure swayed and collapsed into the snow.

Wu Qiong remained motionless, waiting for his master, Wu Ning, to appear.

But we waited for a quarter of an hour, then another quarter of an hour.

Wu Ning still did not appear.

"Damn it!" Wu Qiong cursed angrily. If he didn't come out soon, he would die!

He saw the little beggar's fingers twitch, then he raised his head and struggled to crawl forward.

Sighing inwardly, he flashed to the side and appeared in front of the little beggar.

The little beggar looked up slightly and saw only a pair of shoes and the hem of a blue robe. Then everything went black before his eyes, and he lost consciousness.

Wu Qiong picked up the little beggar and disappeared into the wind and snow.

Three days later, in the upper room of the "Inn" with the character "甲" (jia).

The doctor stroked his beard and said carefully, "Thanks to your tireless efforts in protecting the child's heart, he is now out of danger. However, it will probably take him a few more days to wake up. During these few days, you can feed him some water and rice porridge. He should wake up in five days."

"Thank you, sir." Wu Qiong took out a hundred-tael silver note and stuffed it into his hand, then stood up to see him off.

Back in the room, they found the innkeeper holding a bowl of warm millet porridge, about to feed Xiao Wu.

Wu Qiong stepped forward to help, and after feeding the baby, he sighed, "We just said we'd meet again someday, and here we are again."

"Doesn't this just prove we're destined to meet?" The shopkeeper smiled and asked, "Master Qu, is this child perhaps related to you?"

"Why do you say that, shopkeeper?"

"It's obvious at a glance." The shopkeeper tucked the blanket around Xiao Wu. "This child looks seven or eight parts like you. When he grows up and his features develop, he'll probably look exactly like you."

"Shopkeeper, you have a keen eye." Wu Qiong shook his head. "This child is indeed my poor, unfortunate child."

He sighed bitterly, "My poor child, he lost his mother when he was little, and I've never been by his side."

The shopkeeper opened his mouth as if to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

If you wiped your eyes a little more naturally, and your eyes were a little more moist, I would really believe you.

Wu Qiong chuckled twice: "Shopkeeper, it really is fate that we meet again."

He picked up the child and said, "Who knows, maybe this child will be dining and dashing here in twenty years."

"Ha!" the shopkeeper laughed twice. "Let him come! He can't possibly eat me out of house and home!"

"Then it's settled." Wu Qiong nodded. "Goodbye."

Outside Anzhou City, Wu Ning, enduring the pain, had been standing in the wind and snow for a long time.

Wu Qiong appeared, holding little Wu Qiongwu in his arms.

He frowned: "Your injuries are quite severe."

Wu Ning smiled nonchalantly: "After all, our opponent is at the 'Daoist Natural Realm,' so it won't be that easy for him to escape unscathed."

He took the child and looked down at his tightly closed eyes: "He really is a swordsmanship genius."

"With my true essence nurturing him for several days, even a genius would become a genius." Wu Qiong pursed his lips, then placed his hand on Wu Ning's shoulder to sense it slightly.

After a moment, he frowned and sighed, "The sword energy has penetrated deep into my lungs and can no longer be removed."

If we try to take it by force, my master will die immediately.

Wu Ning smiled and said, "Young master, there's no need to worry. My goal in life is to teach my two children well and carry on the Jade Sword Sect."

If the future becomes unbearable.

He lowered his head and gently stroked Xiao Wu's poor little face: "With this child around in the future, he can help me find relief. It's just that he has to bear pain that he shouldn't have to suffer because of my willfulness as his worthless master. I'm a little selfish too. I hope he won't hate me in the future."

Wu Qiong did not answer, but turned around and waved his hand: "If you really don't want to show your real name, then use my name."

Wu Ning looked up and saw his figure disappear into the wind and snow, only hearing his last words:

"Don't worry, he won't hate you."

Wu Ning was startled, and as if sensing something, she looked down at the child in her arms, lost in thought.

Another two weeks have passed.

Wu Qiong traveled north, going wherever the road took him.

Finally, he arrived at the Xuantian Sect.

He looked up at the mountain peak in front of him and squinted his eyes.

I'm afraid Sister Ye is having a tough time right now, and it's time to help her solve her problems.

Hearing voices behind him, Wu Qiong vanished from his spot in an instant.

"Hmm? I felt like someone was here just now," a Xuan Tian Sect disciple murmured.

"Don't scare me! Who would come here so late at night!" Another disciple patted his back and urged him to hurry up the mountain.

"Hmm, maybe I'm seeing things."

After the two left, Wu Qiong appeared in the same spot, and then disappeared again.

At the summit, inside the council chamber.

A middle-aged man whispered, "Elder, that woman is dead. Ye Yuxi is powerless to help. What are we waiting for?"

A dignified old man at the head of the table glanced at him and said, "What's the rush? Don't give others something to criticize."

He said calmly, "For now, we'll gradually erode the power that woman left behind. Once we've swallowed it all up, we'll find a reason to send Ye Yuxi away for a political marriage."

"That makes sense, but unfortunately you probably won't have the chance."

Suddenly, a strange young man's voice rang out, and everyone's expression changed drastically.

Upon closer inspection, one could see a man in a blue robe and white gown, with an ordinary face, sitting at the bottom end.

The elder who should have been sitting in that position was now standing quietly to the side, lifeless.

"Who are you! Do you know the consequences of trespassing into my Xuantian Sect?" the old man asked, frowning.

"Of course I know." Wu Qiong stroked his chin. "The consequence is that I will kill you all."

"Oh, right. I should introduce myself." He cupped his hands in a slight bow and said lazily, "My name is Qu Wuming."

"Hiss!!" The old man gasped and stood up.

Several elders next to Wu Qiong even knocked over their chairs and nearly fell to the ground.

"You're the 'Sword Master' Qu Wuming, who single-handedly destroyed the Demonic Sect?!"

Wu Qiong gave a thumbs-up, his smile fresh and warm: "That's me!"

The old man said solemnly, "May I ask what brings you to my Xuantian Sect?"

"Ye Yuxi is my friend, and I hope she becomes the sect leader of the Xuantian Sect." Wu Qiong's lips curled up. "You're blocking my way."

"I see. Then it seems our deaths were not in vain." The old man relaxed. "With an assistant like you, Ye Yuxi will surely see our Xuantian Sect flourish."

However, we will not surrender easily, and my Xuantian Sect happens to be a sword sect.

"Would I have the honor of witnessing your unparalleled sword technique that annihilated the demonic sect?"

Wu Qiong smiled slightly: "You're permitted."

(End of this chapter)