Embers of Sword

Chapter 294 Rain on Moss Ridge
It rained heavily tonight for no reason.

The road in Tailing was already narrow, and it became even more muddy when it rained heavily. An old tree growing on the mountainside was blown down by the strong wind, blocking the road.

A caravan was forced to stop before the road was blocked, unable to advance or retreat.

The guards responsible for escorting the caravan are experienced and extremely orderly.

The two were clearing the roadblocks ahead.

The others lit talismans to illuminate the rainy night and set up formations around the caravan to prevent falling rocks and other accidents.

These guards all carry long swords.

A bright red tassel hangs on the hilt of the sword.

The mountain has been closed for ten years, and the sword cultivators of Dasui Sword Palace have hardly left the mountain gate, but this does not mean that this behemoth that has been passed down for thousands of years has completely cut off its connection with the world...

The Taoist sect has secular disciples, and so does the Dasui Sword Palace.

This big red sword tassel is the token of the secular disciples of the "Dasui Sword Palace".

In the territory of the Da Chu Dynasty, the Dasui Sword Palace has established nearly a hundred academies of various sizes. If you want to keep the incense coming, it takes a long time to cultivate. Some of the monks who join the Sword Palace have limited qualifications and feel that they cannot achieve the great way, so they will leave the Sword Palace and go to a school to teach and educate.

By enrolling in Dahui Academy, one can practice skills and cultivate swordsmanship. Even if one cannot become a Qi Refiner, one can still learn some skills.

These guards were from Dahui Academy.

Tailing is especially quiet tonight.

Fine raindrops beat down on the carriage, splashing out silvery and crisp sounds, as if someone was playing a tune.

If the guards raised their heads at this moment, looking upwards against the rain curtain, they would find that at the very top of the mountain, amidst the flashes of lightning, there were thirteen figures standing indifferently, overlooking the silent and desolate mountain.

These thirteen figures are clearly distinguished.

There were three people standing in the front, and the remaining ten did not dare to stand together. They silently stepped back a few steps, and their momentum was obviously weaker.

"Everyone says the Imperial City is good, but I don't see what's good about it."

Among the three, the one on the left has a slim figure. Even though he is wearing a loose black robe, he still looks thin and slender.

His voice was also very shrill, with a feminine air, and he said with a sneer, "Tailing is only fifty or sixty miles away from the imperial city. It's a barren mountain, no different from southern Xinjiang."

"The difference is that the monks here can stand under the sun openly, but we can't."

The man in the middle was a steady middle-aged man with a burly figure. He said this with a hint of self-mockery, then turned around and asked in a deep voice: "Yu Ling, when will the special envoy from the Imperial City arrive? Finish the job as soon as possible and return to the clan to report."

Among the ten people, a woman slowly stood up, holding the token, and said respectfully: "Master Huai, the special envoy said that the imperial city is busy and it will take another half an hour."

"... Another half hour?"

The man on the left said with resentment, "It took us twenty days to travel from Southern Xinjiang to Dachu Zhongzhou without stopping! These guys from the Imperial City Bureau can't fulfill their promise on time even though they are just leaving the city gate?"

These words made everyone silent.

They all knew the reason.

Now, in the eyes of the Da Chu royal family, the evil cultivators from the three major sects in southern Xinjiang are no different from creeping and wagging their tails.

As a domestic dog, how can you have the right to make your owner wait?
"Wu Zuo Shi, when you go out, don't carry such deep resentment with you."

Lord Huai smiled and said, "Since the Imperial City Division is not on time, why don't we have some fun... Have you seen those Qi Refiners at the foot of the mountain?"

Wu Zuo Shi narrowed his eyes and said quietly, "We can see them from ten miles away. The red tassels on these guys' swords are even more conspicuous than fire sticks."

At this moment, the person on the right, who had been silent among the three, finally spoke.

"Don't forget, you two. We came north this time to negotiate a deal."

Among the three, he was the only one who remained silent, and his body was bloated and huge.

But at this moment, the sound is delicate and pleasant, like the sound of nature.

There was a flash of lightning, heavy rain poured down, and the moss ridge was illuminated like daylight. The robe of the person who spoke was blown away by the wind, revealing a delicate and pretty face. This was actually a woman with a beautiful voice and appearance. As for the "bloated and huge" figure, its outline began to appear under the wind.

It turned out that the woman had been carrying a guqin on her back. The journey was long and involved crossing mountains and rivers. In order to avoid damaging the guqin, she covered it with her robe.

The woman said softly, "Killing someone near the Da Chu Imperial City will easily attract attention. If the Da Chu royal family investigates, many incidents will arise. It will only take half an hour, so just bear with it."

"Envoy Cangyou is wrong."

The Left Envoy of the Wu Sect smiled and said, "We have been through hardships all along the way just to keep the appointment. If we don't have some fun in the last half hour, I'm afraid that the evil fire will overflow and can no longer be contained... How about you, Lord Right Envoy, come and play with me for a while?"

"Okay."

The woman glanced at the thin and feminine man and said calmly, "How do you want to play?"

“Naturally the most interesting kind.”

Wu Zuoshi still had a smile on his face: "I heard that the women of Hehuan Sect all have special skills. If Cang Youshi doesn't mind, why not let me experience the most powerful furnace and cauldron technique of Hehuan Sect."

"Wu Yin, that's enough."

At this moment, Lord Huai spoke. He stopped the Left Envoy Wu and stretched out his hand, pressing it on the shoulder of the Right Envoy Cang.

A burst of energy suppressed her movement to pick up the piano.

Lord Huai said calmly, "Miss Cang is worried about the breakdown of the negotiations, which is understandable. But is Da Chu really sincere in cooperating? If a few irrelevant people are killed, it will lead to the breakdown of the demon-killing mission, which will defeat the purpose of this trip."

For the three major clans in southern Xinjiang, this trip is more than just a negotiation.

It is also a kind of temptation.

They have already humbled themselves and are willing to be the running dogs of the Da Chu royal family.

The cunning rabbit dies, the running dog cooks.

In order to destroy the Paper Man Sect, the three major sects have no choice... but even if they have to be lackeys, they must have some dignity as lackeys.

If the royal family of Da Chu really doesn't give a little dignity.

Then the three major groups would rather not cooperate with them.

"..."

Cang Youshi stopped talking. "I heard that the Tiangui Sect's 'corpse refining' method is first-class in the world."

At this point, Lord Huai had achieved his goal. He slowly turned his head and said with a smile, "In half an hour, before the special envoy arrives, Wu Zuo Shi should be able to turn all these Qi Refiners into 'Zombies', right?"

"Why half an hour?"

Wu Yin chuckled: "It only takes a hundred breaths to turn these Qi Refiners into zombies!"

"In that case, let me see for myself."

Lord Huai said softly, "Right Envoy Cang, you must be exhausted from this trip. You should relax... How about coming with us to watch a good show?"

The woman was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

"Ah."

Wu Zuoshi moved his wrists, and his muscles and bones burst out with a crackling sound like frying beans.

But he did not rush to take action, but glanced at Lord Huai meaningfully.

Then a joking voice came out.

It echoed in the hearts of Huai University people.

"You have a good calculation."

"If these people were just ordinary people, you might have let them go... But because they are from Dahui Academy, they have no choice but to die."

Wu Yin asked proudly, "Huai Ting, am I wrong?"

"good."

Huai Ting put his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent: "I hate the Dasui Sword Palace the most. Although these Qi Refiners are only from a school, seeing the sword tassel makes me feel disgusted."

"Good good."

Wu Yin smiled and said, "Actually, I don't care about the outcome of this negotiation. I can help you kill these people. If something goes wrong later, you can blame it on me. But I want one favor."

"Ok?"

Huai Ting frowned slightly.

"On the way back, I want to be alone with Cangyin from the Hehuan Sect." Wu Yin put forward a condition.

This condition surprised Huai Ting a little.

"The He Huan Sect's dual cultivation technique is no joke. Aren't you afraid of being squeezed into dregs?"

Lord Huai said, "Even if I agree to your request, if Cangyin doesn't want to, what else can you do?"

This time they went north, the three of them were equally strong, all of them had condensed the Dao principles, and were only one step away from entering the Yin Shen realm.

among them.

Huai Ting, the fifth disciple under Bai Gui, is slightly stronger.

Because of this, he was able to rank ahead of the two and was given the title of "chief envoy".

"Brother Huai, stop pretending. Don't you know that no matter how holy and noble the women of the Hehuan Sect appear to be on the surface, they are all sluts at heart!"

Wu Yin sneered sarcastically, "All along the way, Cangyin acted so high and mighty, as if she was pure and innocent. Could it be that she really thinks of herself as a saint from an aristocratic family? She hasn't had sex with a man for nearly a month. I guarantee that she must be burning with desire and can't pretend any longer!"

"hehe."

Lord Huai laughed meaningfully and made no comment.

Wu Yin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother Huai, aren't you curious about how this Cang Youshi feels after his high-handed disguise is torn off?"

"Alright. Kill these people first, and on the way back, I'll give you a chance to get along."

Lord Huai pondered for a moment and agreed to Wu Yin's request.

"That's good." Wu Yin was satisfied and ready to take action.

Lord Huai paused and said again: "But the taste of Cangyin... I am also quite interested."

Wu Yin was stunned for a moment, then smiled evilly and said, "I understand, I understand. Wu has never eaten alone."

All these conversations took place in the lake of heart.

After saying that.

Wu Yin restrained his mind and looked at the group of Qi-refining practitioners who were forming a formation to avoid the rain at the foot of the mountain. His eyes were cold and sarcastic, as if he was looking at a group of ants.

"Junior brother of Tiangui Sect, there is no need to take action."

He raised his hand and spoke these words to the ten people behind him.

Wu Yin chuckled and said, "From now on, just treat it as a good show."

Say it.

He leaped down, riding on the torrential rain pouring down from the sky, and crashed into the caravan on the mountainside.

Lord Huai stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, recalling his previous conversation with Wu Yin, and couldn't help but smile.

He couldn't help but move his head slightly and look at Cang Youshi's cheek.

This is indeed a beautiful face.

It looks very much like the face of a saint.

"..."

Cang Youshi, who was carrying the guqin on his back, had no other reaction from beginning to end, as if he didn't notice Huai Ting's gaze on him.

She just watched Wu Yin's figure sliding down the mountain with indifference.

It’s just the way she looked at Wu Yin.

There was not much difference between that and the way Wu Yin looked at the Qi Refiners at the foot of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)