Eternal Sword

Chapter 429 Prison
Peng Shiquan and Chen Tang chatted briefly, and then arranged for disciples to take the two to their residence.

Everything was settled. Before the disciple left, Chen Tang asked casually, "Are Mei Zhenyu and Zhu Lingxue from your sect safe?"

"what?"

The sword sect disciple was shocked, obviously not expecting Chen Tang to ask such a question. His face changed, and then he stammered, "I, I'm not sure."

Chen Tang looked at the man with a half-smile and asked, "You are a disciple of the Plum Blossom Sword School, don't you recognize them?"

"I recognize it. I recognize it."

The sword sect disciple laughed dryly and said, "I haven't seen Senior Brother Mei and the others recently, so I'm not sure. I'll ask Master later."

"No need to bother."

Chen Tang waved his hand and said, "It's just a casual question."

"Okay, okay, my name is Wu Ming, please call me if you have any instructions."

The sword sect disciple bowed slightly and left the guest room in a panic.

After this person left, Chen Tang fell into deep thought.

When he was talking with Peng Shiquan just now, he did not ask about Mei Zhenyu.

Firstly, Peng Shiquan has been in the underworld for many years and is very experienced. Even if he were to ask him, he probably wouldn't be able to get anything out of him.

Secondly, it is easy to alert the enemy.

After catching this young disciple, Chen Tang just asked a question casually, and sure enough, he revealed the flaw!
Although the whereabouts of Mei Zhenyu and the other person were unknown, their situation was clearly not good.

Not long after, the disciple named 'Wu Ming' came back.

This time, Wu Ming looked normal and much calmer. He smiled and said, "Young Master Shen, I just asked Master, and he said that Senior Brother Mei and his friend are traveling and haven't come back yet."

"understood."

Chen Tang smiled.

Wu Ming did not leave, and asked again: "Are Young Master Shen and Senior Brother Mei friends?"

"Not counting."

Chen Tang smiled and said, "We only met once. Today I came to your sect and asked you a question. Since you are not here, forget it."

"oh oh."

Wu Ming nodded, and asked a few more questions tentatively. When he didn't get anything out of Chen Tang, he turned around and left.

This person was obviously instructed by Peng Shiquan to come back and find out Chen Tang's background.

Chen Tang was experienced, and it was easy for him to deal with this kind of person. He was flawless and sent him off in just a few words.

His question should have aroused Peng Shiquan's suspicion.

However, Chen Tang's strength is no longer what it used to be. He has reached the fourth level of the awakening realm and has A-li by his side. Unless a master or an innate expert shows up, he has nothing to be afraid of.

Even if he is a congenital master, even if Chen Tang and the others cannot defeat him, they still have a great chance of escaping.
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"Master."

Wu Ming returned to Peng Shiquan and repeated the conversation with Chen Tang word for word, saying, "Master, you are worrying too much. From what that person said, he and Senior Brother Mei only met once and they don't have much of a relationship."

Peng Shiquan stroked his chin, rolled his eyes a few times, and snorted, "That may not be the case."

"What should I do?"

Wu Ming stretched out his palm, made a beheading gesture, and asked: "How about..."

"Are you crazy?"

Peng Shiquan looked at Wu Ming as if he was looking at an idiot, and said, "If these two people are really from Langya Pavilion, and they were killed just because of suspicion, how can we explain to Langya Pavilion?"

After being scolded, Wu Ming dared not say another word.

Peng Shiquan pondered and said, "Send a few more people to keep an eye on their rooms. They should take turns to watch them day and night. We cannot let our guard down at all! Report any disturbances to me immediately."

"In a few days, I will officially take over as the head of the sect. During this period, no mistakes are allowed!" "Yes, sir!"

Wu Ming bowed and left.
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At night, the full moon hangs high in the sky.

Wu Ming brought a few people to replace the disciples who had been following them before.

"How's it going? Is there any movement?"

"No, I stayed in the room the whole time and never came out."

"Well, don't be careless. Master said that there can't be any mistakes!"

At this moment, the door of the room suddenly opened, and Shen Tang walked out with a sword in his hand.

Wu Ming and his companions fell silent and observed secretly.

Shen Tang drew out his sword and began to dance in the courtyard. The moonlight fell on the sword, like a pool of autumn water, rippling silently, sparkling, and causing ripples.

In Shen Tang's hands, the long sword seemed to turn into a giant brush, splashing ink in the air freely and unrestrainedly.

Although the cultivation level of several disciples who were following the scene was not high, they could not help but be attracted by the exquisite swordsmanship.

No one noticed that a ghostly figure flashed past the door, almost blending in with the moonlight, and slipped out right under the noses of the Plum Blossom Sword School disciples.

Ali left this place, his figure rising and falling in the night, silently.

In about an hour, she had thoroughly understood the Plum Blossom Sword School inside and out.

In addition to some patrolling disciples of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect who are in the open, there are also some hermits hiding in some dark places, corners, and shadows.

If she wasn't born a hermit and hadn't hidden herself in the dark, and her methods of hiding had not already reached the pinnacle, it would be very difficult to find the traces of these hermits!
Ali did not alarm these people.

Under her observation, she quickly locked onto the target.

Hidden in the back mountain, there is a prison cell made of ancient bluestone, surrounded by vigorous old plum trees, and it looks like it has been abandoned for many years.

The entrance to the cell is hidden at the end of the winding Merlin Trail, and it is easy to miss it if you don't look for it intentionally.

Ali was able to discover this place because the number of disciples patrolling here increased significantly, and there were also many hermit sentries.

Ali avoided the sight of these secret guards and gradually approached the cell.

The cell was dark, with only a few faint rays of light coming through the cracks in the top of the wall, barely illuminating the damp stone walls and the ground. The air was filled with a mixture of mold and rust.

Dozens of disciples from various sects, dressed in tattered training clothes, huddled in their own small cells, their hands and feet chained, their faces looking haggard.

Mei Zhenyu and Zhu Lingxue were among them, covered in bruises and bloodstains through their torn training clothes, clearly having suffered torture.

In a cell at the deepest part, an old man in his sixties sat quietly, bound by multiple iron chains. His back seemed a little lonely, yet unusually tall and straight.

Everyone was looking at a man in the middle of the cell with an unwilling look on their faces and anger in their eyes.

"In three days, it will be the auspicious day when I take over as the head of the sect."

Peng Shiquan looked around, a hint of mockery appeared on his face, and he said, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Old Mei, even you didn't expect that the abandoned disciple you expelled from the sect back then would come back today and replace you!"

"What are you so arrogant about, traitor?"

"rat!"

Many disciples cursed loudly.

Mei Zhenyu gritted his teeth and said, "Peng Shiquan, you are a shameless bastard. If you hadn't used despicable means to poison Master, how could you have defeated Master? How could you be worthy of becoming the head of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect!"

"You colluded with the hermits of the Dongyi tribe and killed so many of your fellow disciples. You deserve to die!"

Zhu Lingxue was also cursing, but there was a hint of crying in her voice.

　I'm sorry to all my fellow readers. I've been feeling unstable lately, my thoughts aren't in good shape, and I've been stuck in a serious writer's block. I'm trying to adjust...

　　
　
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