Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 847 The Boiling Cauldron of Copper City (Part Six)

Is it an irreversible trend?

"Young Master Pei visited the Diancang and Kunlun families, didn't you get this feeling?"

Pei Ye drank his tea in silence.

“No matter how we sit down together and reach a consensus, Palace Master Wei will never trust Diancang, and Sect Leader Shen will certainly be wary and hostile towards Kunlun,” Chen Qingxiang said. “Before the Thirty-Three Swords Sect was established, Kunlun was only a few steps away from annexing Diancang. At that time, countless blood was shed. Now Kunlun is weak while Diancang is growing stronger. Even without the Snow Lotus disaster, Palace Master Wei may still be waiting for an opportunity to kill Shen Qing.”

"Kunlun and the Southern Sect have always coveted Tianshan's position. Even though everyone knows that the Southern Sect is mostly behind it, can Tianshan escape involvement? The Southern Sect wants to take over, and Tianshan wants to eliminate the threat. Who dares to stand up and stop them? If you don't want to reshuffle the deck, don't others want to? Besides... are you really unwilling?"

"Everyone is fearful, and everyone is greedy. Young Master Pei is an outsider. The entanglements and grudges in the Western Jianghu have lasted for more than a hundred years. How could you possibly sit down and exchange a few words and overcome difficulties together?"

Chen Qingxiang looked at Pei Ye, and Pei Ye sensed her age from her deep and peaceful eyes: "Young Master Pei's sincere heart is appreciated by our sect, but the water is dark and the wind is treacherous, and ghosts and demons lurk in the shadows. Please take care of yourself."

Pei Ye remained silent for a moment, then clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Valley Master. This junior will take his leave."

The rain is still falling.

Are we going anywhere else?

"Next up is Dragon Crane Sword Manor. Let's visit them one by one." Pei Ye closed the car door.

When Pei Ye returned to the Tianshan Pavilion, it was dusk, but the sky was already as dark as night.

Pei Ye visited every sect he could get his hands on, including Dragon Crane Sword Manor, the Greater and Lesser Cloud Mountains, and even Kongtong Mountain, where he caught up with Shi Shaosheng. He also made a side trip to visit some nearby sects of moderate or higher status, and on his way back, he visited Luoying Mountain and Mingzhu Water Pavilion.

Chen Qingxiang is right; everyone's sense of insecurity is written all over their faces, while their greed is buried deep inside.

The third master of the Dragon Crane Sword Manor was in high spirits, especially after hearing his name. He was even more enthusiastic and said he was willing to obey orders and work with Young Hero Pei to eliminate the Snow Lotus scourge. Pei Ye was quite happy to see such a heroine. However, because of the third master's resistance, the second master, whom he really wanted to see, only came out and said a few words to him.

With Li Fengzhao in Yunshan, it is a family one can rely on and feel at ease, but it is clear that some of the younger generation are also harboring their own ambitions.

Pei Ye met several old friends at Luoying Mountain and Mingzhu Water Pavilion, including Xiang Zongyuan, Nan Guannu, Su Xingke, and Qi Mengchen. Pei Ye and their teachers didn't say much, but they sat and chatted with the group for a while, reminiscing about the past, until Shi Zanxue reminded them to get up and say goodbye.

Yi Jian Nan Zong declined his visit.

When Pei Ye got off the train in front of the Tianshan Pavilion, he received a letter of rejection. The person who delivered the letter was Han Xiuben.

"Fellow Cultivator Pei, it's been a long time."

“It’s been a long time.” Pei Ye stood in front of the carriage. “It has been seven months since Han Tongxiu left the capital.”

"The affairs of the sect are numerous. Although I am reluctant to leave the bustling capital, I only have one year to study." Han Xiuben clasped his hands in a fist salute. "It is a great regret that I did not receive much guidance from fellow cultivator Pei while in the capital."

"Take care, Han Tongxiu. There will be opportunities in the future." Pei Ye looked at the short note in his hand, which only had Duan Dansheng's simple four words: "Go and pay your respects at the mountain."

"At this critical time, is your master unwilling to speak?" Pei Ye folded the short note in his hand, raised his eyes, and said, "All the sects are on high alert to avoid any misunderstandings."

Han Xiuben said solemnly, "My master said that Pei Tongxiu killed my Southern Sect's young master without investigation or complaint, and also traveled the same route as the source of the Snow Lotus, Tianshan. If he is sincere, he should go to the north to pay homage to my Southern Sect's mountain gate and confess his sins."

"Sheng Yuse slaughtered the Jian Du Mountain sect. I killed him first and have already submitted a written explanation to the Immortal Platform. The Southern Sect can also consult the Immortal Platform. If the Immortal Platform of Shenjing issues an order, I will go to the Southern Sect to apologize." Pei Ye looked at him. "I actually want to ask the Southern Sect about this matter as well. Why did they slaughter more than a hundred lives from one sect?"

Han Xiuben clasped his hands in a fist and said, “Fellow Cultivator Pei, Jian Du was killed by Hua Shang Lou. It was only after Fellow Cultivator Pei killed Senior Brother Sheng that rumors spread throughout the Western Region that it was the Southern Sect that destroyed him. What is the evidence? Senior Brother Sheng is dead and there is no way to testify. Since the Southern Sect cannot defend itself, it has no choice but to admit it, right?” Pei Ye looked at him quietly for a while and said, “I heard that your master has already ascended to the Heavenly Tower.”

"The events of last winter month".

Pei Ye nodded: "Please give my congratulations. Take care, Fellow Cultivator Han."

He turned around and went through the door, with Shi Zanxue following behind. Han Xiuben stood by the door and clasped his hands in greeting again.

“The Southern Sect didn’t expect Sheng Yuse to be exposed, but even if she is exposed, they don’t seem to be planning to stop,” Shi Zanxue said. “Duan Dansheng personally came to Yetian City. In fact, many sects have come to him these days, either because they don’t trust the Yaochi Alliance or because they have nowhere else to go.”

“Hmm.” Pei Ye looked at the night sky, as if talking to himself, “I temporarily put aside the Jian Du massacre case in order to maintain stability in the city, but since the Southern Sect is unwilling to cooperate, it is all for naught.”

Shi Zanxue looked at the man beside her. She had known him for a long time, but they had not actually worked together many times. This was probably the first time she had felt his emotional changes so closely.

"But if Tianshan and Nanzong clash, it might ignite the martial arts world of the Western Regions, and the already fragile alliance will crumble at the slightest touch," Shi Zanxue said softly.

"Hmm," Pei Ye responded, opening her umbrella. "Let me think about it."

"Alright," Shi Zanxue said. "All my fellow disciples have arrived. Shall we go and greet them, Young Hero Pei?"

"So fast?" Pei Ye exclaimed in surprise. "Is it right here in the museum?"

"Yes, we just arrived and are all waiting for Young Master Pei."

Pei Ye switched the umbrella to her other hand, took a deep breath, and sighed, "It's like an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her in-laws. Let's go."

Shi Zanxue smiled and said, "That's exactly what we think."

Pei Ye followed Shi Zanxue through the courtyard and into the building. After walking a few steps along a corridor, they arrived at a small hall.

Shi Zanxue pushed open the door, and the conversation in the hall stopped.

Some sat, some stood; seven men and six women, thirteen swords, and thirteen pairs of eyes all turned toward the doorway.

Pei Ye stepped through the door, the bright candlelight enveloping him inside.

"Young Master Pei Ye," Shi Zanxue said with a smile, "It's my first time meeting everyone."

Pei Ye looked around, clasped his hands and bowed: "Pei Ye, it is my first time meeting all the fairies who are here to assist me. I am very grateful."

The thirteen exceptionally handsome men and women shone brightly throughout the hall. A dashing young man stood up, smiled, and clasped his hands in greeting: "Young Master Pei, it is an honor to meet you. I am Yang Yifeng of the Thief of the Li, second among the Eight Steeds. Senior Brother Nie is away on business in the mountains, so we have come to Tiancheng to do our best to maintain order in the martial world."

With his short, black hair tied up, a clear and bright face, and a pair of eyes that held a hidden glint of light, and a blue sword leaning against the chair, if Xiao Tuo's Nie Shangheng was like a mountain, then this second senior brother was like the ceaseless wind.

Pei Ye smiled and said, "The city is in chaos right now, and we are hoping for your help."

　And with two thousand friends, there are too many characters, we've run out of ideas.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)