I meet all the requirements for becoming a god in this world!

Cheng Laiyun already knew that Wei Xianjun had a problem.

Moreover, "Evil Court" was just a pretext he used to avoid being exposed.

Now that he has used this as an excuse to call Gao Heyun and Xu Jiayin out.

That must mean that all preparations have been made.

There's a chance that both my senior sister and Gao Heyun might be in danger.

Thinking of this, Cheng Laiyun's eyes narrowed.

A chilling glint shone in those phoenix eyes.

"Young Miss, Gao Heyun... they saved my life."

His voice had a quiet, serene quality.

No matter how flirtatious she is on ordinary days.

Now that the time has come, he absolutely cannot stand idly by!

"Did my senior sister tell me where she went?" Cheng Laiyun stared at the maid.

The young maid was being stared at intently by Cheng Laiyun.

A sudden tremor ran through my heart.

She was a little scared.

"Hmm...it seems to be...Eagle's Sorrow Gorge?"

The maidservant stammered as she looked at Cheng Laiyun.

Cheng Laiyun immediately got up and headed forward.

A sixth-rank Confucian scholar... should never be regarded as an ordinary person.

Having spent time with his senior sister, Cheng Laiyun also learned that Xu Jiayin was a seventh-rank ink cultivator.

A sixteen-year-old seventh-grade Mo cultivator! He can definitely be considered a genius.

In his perception, Gao Heyun was stronger than Xu Jiayin.

Therefore, it can be inferred that Gao Heyun is at least a sixth-rank martial artist.

One is a sixth-rank martial arts cultivator, and the other is a seventh-rank ink cultivator. If they were to actually fight, their strength on paper alone would be enough to deal with Wei Xianjun, a sixth-rank Confucian cultivator.

The problem is, this is all on paper.

Who knows if Wei Xianjun has any other tricks up his sleeve?

Moreover, only Wei Xianjun himself knows that he is a sixth-rank Confucian scholar; Gao Heyun and Xu Jiayin are completely unaware of this.

Caught off guard, they could very well be ambushed.

……

Eagle's Sorrow Gorge.

This is the top of a cliff on three sides.

The ceaseless flow of the Tianshui River in Qingzhou rushes into the waterfall, cascading down the cliff to form a magnificent waterfall.

Now, atop the cliff, floats a flying torch of the Ink Gate.

Above the flying torch, there were three figures.

Xu Jiayin sat in the chair with her legs crossed, lazily yawning and muttering complaints:

"It disturbs my sweet dreams so early in the morning."

Beside her stood an elderly man, bowing respectfully.

It was none other than Wei Xianjun, the magistrate of Yong'an County.

At this moment, Wei Xianjun revealed a cautious smile:

"The main reason is that we detected traces of the Evil Court's people. The situation is urgent; otherwise, how could I dare to trouble Miss Xu?"

"It would be best if it were." Xu Jiayin rolled her eyes and looked down at the flying torch.

"Where is the hiding place you mentioned?"

"It's just ahead..." Wei Xianjun leaned out shakily, as if terrified that the flying torch would fall from the sky. Her fingers were clenched so tightly they turned white as she pointed to the distance not far ahead.

In front of these two people.

Gao Heyun stood expressionless, her sword clasped around her neck.

Her gaze was deep and unfathomable as she looked at the place where the surging river seemed to fall from the heavens.

That was a waterfall.

A familiar waterfall.

"Jiayin, the flying torch isn't very well concealed. Let's go down first and walk a little further."

"Don't alert the enemy."

Her voice was always so indifferent.

Xu Jiayin stretched and glanced at Wei Xianjun, who was shivering in the air, with a hint of disdain. Then she stretched out her fair hand and snapped her fingers.

As if receiving a command, the flying torch slowed down its forward movement.

Finally, following the direction indicated by Wei Xianjun, it quietly descended.

"receive."

As the three landed, Xu Jiayin gave a gentle shout to the flying torch, and a series of bearings turned the torch into a palm-sized Rubik's Cube, which she then put into her bosom.

"What are you standing there for? Lead the way!" Xu Jiayin glanced at Wei Xianjun.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes." Wei Xianjun nodded quickly, a sheepish smile on her face, and hurriedly walked to the front, her expression becoming serious.

"We still need to be careful."

"With Sister Gao here, what are you afraid of?"

As Xu Jiayin said this, her expression became serious, and she gripped the Flying Torch Rubik's Cube in her small hand, ready to throw it into battle at any moment.

Gao Heyun continued walking calmly.

The three figures gradually moved forward.

Finally, they arrived at the dense forest that Wei Xianjun had pointed out.

However, Gao Heyun suddenly stopped moving. She looked at the dense forest, her deep gaze revealing a calm:

"Lord Wei Xian, is the Evil Court Weaving Dreams located in this very forest?"

Upon hearing this, Lady Wei was slightly taken aback, then quickly nodded:

"Whether it's a dream weaving or not, I don't know, but according to my subordinates, extraordinary traces have been discovered here."

"This place has been deserted for a long time, and the sudden appearance of traces is certainly unusual. Considering the escape of that scoundrel Tian Jiude... even if he's not from the Evil Court, he's definitely connected to Tian Jiude!"

"Oh~" Gao Heyun's scabbard was tucked into her bosom. She slowly turned around, a half-smile playing on her exquisite face:

"I heard that the person who reported this place to you is the newly appointed minor official in charge of searching the mountains, following in the footsteps of Zhu Kai?"

Wei Xianjun looked at Gao Heyun, puzzled, and asked cautiously:

"Is there... a problem?"

"hehe."

Gao Heyun smiled calmly, shook her head slightly, and stared at Wei Xianjun with her phoenix eyes. Her voice was calm yet sharp:

"That's definitely not a problem."

"But... Zhu Kai, the minor official who was killed by Shen Jiake back then."

"As far as I know... he visited your study the night before he was killed by Shen Jiake."

The words fell.

Wei Xianjun's body stiffened abruptly.

In those cloudy eyes, the pupils trembled violently.

Seeing this, Gao Heyun remained expressionless and slowly began to speak:

"Ever since I retrieved the Xuanzhu from Zhu Li, I have been investigating the Zhu family father and son."

"It wasn't until early this morning that I overheard the complaints of the maids in your household."

"As soon as Fang heard the news, you came to report that you had discovered traces of the Evil Court... We had no choice but to put that matter aside and come to investigate."

"However, all along the way I've been wondering, how did a minor official who has been born and raised in Yong'an County for nearly forty years get involved with you, the county magistrate?"

Gao Heyun's voice remained indifferent.

But at that moment, her hand had already reached for the scabbard of her sword.

"In the Xuanzhu case, what role did you, Wei Xianjun, play?"

That concludes the discussion.

Her aura had reached its peak.

An immense pressure suddenly erupted.

Time seemed to stand still.

Centered on Gao Heyun, the vegetation within a radius of nearly five zhang was completely still.

The wind seemed to have stopped.

In the entire scene, only the rushing waterfall dares to let out a furious roar.

Upon hearing this, Xu Jiayin was suddenly stunned, and then took a half step back, subtly moving herself behind Gao Heyun.

His eyes were alert, and the torch in his hand was ready to be launched at any moment.

Wei Xianjun looked up in a daze.

He looked at Gao Heyun in front of him.

He glanced again at Xu Jiayin, whose eyes were filled with wariness.

All the respect and flattery on his face vanished.

Instead, a sense of calm prevailed.

A calm as deep as an abyss.