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Chapter 269 Miaowei's Cry for Help

Seeing Wang Xi's surprised expression, Song Hui smiled and stroked his long beard, saying, "Xi Zhi, your teacher plans to go on a trip..."

He looked out the window, a long-buried expectation lurking in his voice: "To follow in Senior Brother Chen's footsteps. This idea of ​​mine has existed for decades, but unfortunately..."

He shook his head.

Wang Xi had some enlightenment.

The master's unspoken message conveyed the phrase "having no choice in the matter."

Perhaps, that "Mysterious Lord" had a profound influence on his master Song Hui, just as he had on Zhang Fuyun.

Song Hui wanted to find "Mysterious Lord" Chen Sanyuan.

If possible, he might return to the mortal world to sever past karmic ties, thereby attempting to break through the second barrier, "Longing for Home," and further advance his cultivation.

However, due to his duties, he was confined to the Ink Sword Studio for decades, wasting his life.

Because neither the four hall masters, nor the master and disciples, were strong enough. Without Song Hui, an ascended being, to protect them, they would have been unable to protect themselves and might have been wiped out by evil sects like the Heavenly Alliance long ago.

Right now, Song Hui sees hope in Wang Xi.

Wang Xi's cultivation was profound, and he trusted him enough to protect the Mo Jian Zhai, which is why he proposed to relinquish the position of Zhai leader.

This is the perfect way to pass on the secret teachings of the master.

However, after a few seconds of silence, Wang Xi clasped his hands in a respectful bow and said in a low voice, "Master, this disciple's ambition lies elsewhere, and I truly lack the talent in this area..."

The reason he refused was quite simple.

Wang Xi was not a person of this world; he was merely a passerby.

He will leave sooner or later, and most of the time he is just projecting onto the hosting system, so he is completely unable to manage such a celestial sect.

Out of a sense of responsibility, Wang Xi declined the offer.

Upon hearing this, Song Hui could not hide his disappointment.

Wang Xi added, "However, since Master intends to travel far away, then let him go... Although I am unwilling to take over the position of sect leader, I will do my best to protect the Mo Jian Zhai. Now that the Tianmeng has lost its momentum, the greatest threat has been eliminated, and the future of the sect is sure to be safe."

Song Hui thought for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction.

He sighed, "Xizhi, with your words, I am relieved. In that case, I will not force you. You may continue to remain as a true disciple."

"I am embarking on this long journey, without asking when I will return. Perhaps... I will never come back."

Song Hui took out a piece of black jade sword seal.

"This is my 'Master's Seal.' You will have the same status as the Master of the Temple. You can freely use all matters, big and small, and all kinds of resources within the temple."

"After I leave, this place will be in your hands."

Song Hui's last words were spoken with great solemnity.

Wang Xi was slightly startled.

This move is tantamount to giving him the power of a temple keeper, but not requiring him to bear the responsibilities of one.

'To be uninvolved in karma... Master, you truly have good intentions.'

Wang Xi sighed inwardly and accepted the token of identity.

"Xi Zhi, go and call Mu Qing and the other three hall masters here. I still have some things to tell you."

Seeing that Wang Xi had accepted the ink jade sword seal, Song Hui smiled.

"Yes, Master."

Wang Xi agreed and took his leave.

Song Hui gazed at his disciple's retreating figure, then suddenly let out a relieved chuckle.

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...

Time passed quickly, and several days later...

After explaining everything, Song Hui waved his sleeve and, amidst the wistful, reluctant, and sorrowful gazes of the Mo Jian Zhai members, transformed into a streak of black light and vanished into the horizon.

Inside Golden Maple Valley, in front of Chengmo Hall.

The four hall masters and all the teachers gazed at the horizon, remaining silent for a long time. The disciples lowered their heads, and the atmosphere was tense.

Qu Muqing's eyes reddened, and she turned her head away.

She was once a true disciple of the master Song Hui, and now that her mentor has traveled far away and not asked when he would return, she could not hide her sadness.

This secluded spiritual practice...

Decades or centuries pass in the blink of an eye; today's farewell may be forever.

"Master, please give your order."

Ling Yuan, the head of the academy, took a deep breath, composed himself, and respectfully bowed to the black-robed youth beside him.

"Have all disciples withdraw."

“I am not the master of the Mo Jian Zhai.” Wang Xi shook his head, playing with the black jade sword in his hand. “I am just acting as the head of the Mo Jian Zhai in place of my master. Let’s still address each other as fellow disciples.”

"This……"

Ling Yuan and the other three hall masters exchanged glances.

He smiled wryly and cupped his hands in greeting: "Junior brother."

"The Master is on a long journey. All disciples, listen to my command and disperse."

Wang Xi stood with his hands behind his back and spoke loudly.

"Yes, uncle."

The disciples bowed in unison and greeted him.

Wait until everyone leaves.

Wang Xi looked at the hall master and the tutor who stood quietly to the side, awaiting his instructions, and shook his head, saying:
"Senior brothers and sisters, all the masters, you should go too. I plan to go to the cultivation technique pavilion. I may be going into seclusion for a while."

"Okay, junior brother."

Qu Muqing said softly.

"Leave the trivial matters of the fast to us; you can focus on your cultivation."

Wang Xi nodded.

After a while.

He went to the Gongfa Pavilion alone.

The scholar Meng Shubai, who was guarding the pavilion behind the desk at the entrance, was startled and immediately stood up, respectfully bowing with his hands clasped.
"Junior brother, are you planning to go to the top floor for a look?"

"Exactly." Wang Xi smiled and nodded.

Meng Shubai was filled with emotion.

It hasn't been long since we last met, but Junior Brother Xi has already made a great name for himself and is now managing the Mo Jian Zhai in place of the current head of the Zhai.

“Junior brother, you hold the ‘Master’s Seal’ and can freely view any of the treasures in this cultivation technique pavilion without relying on any merit.”

Meng Shubai said softly.

Wang Xi nodded and returned the greeting before heading straight up the stairs to the third floor.

There aren't many disciples in the Cultivation Techniques Pavilion right now, and when he occasionally encounters a few, they stop and bow when they see him.

Their attitude was more respectful than before.

When Wang Xi arrived on the third floor, he found it empty except for a table and chair in the center of the hall, with writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone all set on the table, exuding a strong scholarly atmosphere.

On either side are two bamboo bookshelves.

The three floors of the Cultivation Techniques Pavilion house the most advanced and precious cultivation methods, so it's understandable that there aren't many of them.

He browsed around briefly and found only eight jade slips on the bookshelf.

Each jade slip has a small label attached, with a brief description of its information in tiny characters.

'The Way of Painting, the Way of Craftsmanship, the Way of Tailoring, and the Way of Sacrifice?'

Wang Xi glanced at the slip of paper and casually picked up a phone.

"You've discovered magic!"

"Will you accept the tutelage of 'Mo Jian Zhai' and acquire this ability?"

'Yes. '

Wang Xi said inwardly.

next second.

A ball of deep blue light flew out from the jade slip and entered his brow.

'Dark blue quality? Not bad.'

He put down the jade slip in his hand and reached out to take another one.

"You've discovered magic!"

"You've discovered magic!"

"..."

Not long after.

Wang Xi then acquired eight Dark Blue Cards.

Immediately, he sat in the rattan chair in the center of the hall and began to examine his mind.

Several waves of colorful orbs of light gathered in front of the dark crevice.

There is one purple ball, which originated from Tu Yu, the master of the Winter Gate.

What Wang Xi obtained after killing him.

There are 15 Deep Blue ones, 7 of which originated from seven elders of the Winter Gate, including Ye Songde, and 8 were obtained just now through the jade slip.

There are 23 dark green and green orbs of light, originating from the mythical beast Bingyi and the disciples of the Winter Gate.

"This trip to the Mystic Realm has been incredibly fruitful. After returning to the main world, I'll examine everything and select the suitable materials for crafting purple cards." Wang Xi was quite satisfied with his gains from the trip.

A smile appeared on his face.

Just as Wang Xi got up, intending to go downstairs and leave, Shen Miaowei's slightly anxious voice suddenly rang out from the fog in his mind:

“Master, your disciple Shen Miaowei has dared to disturb you... I beg you to save me! I really have no other choice.”

Her voice still carried a hint of a sob.

Wang Xi frowned.

Even though he boosted Liuli's strength and gave Shen Miaowei the deep blue item card "Fortune Bellyband" for self-defense, the events in the "Retirement Preview" deduction still happened.

He projected his consciousness into the crack in his mind.

Soon, through the mist, a pretty face with tears streaming down her face came into view.

Shen Miaowei's eyes were red and her face was full of hope.

"Miaowei, what happened?"

Wang Xiyu spoke in a gentle tone.

Hearing her master's familiar voice, Shen Miaowei's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally calmed down. All the pent-up grievances seemed to burst forth at that moment, and she choked out:
"Master..."

The girl in the cheongsam wiped away her tears.

“My father was murdered by villains on his way back and was seriously injured… The best doctors in Pinghai City said he was beyond medical help.”

"Before he fell into a coma, my father told me to move the whole family, saying that disaster was imminent and we needed to escape Pinghai City... But how could I leave my father to fend for himself?"

"Miaowei was truly desperate, so she begged her master to intervene and save...save my father's life."

Shen Miaowei spoke haltingly, but Wang Xi finally understood.

It turned out that Shen Miaowei's father, Shen Han, the second-in-command of the Northern Alliance government, was ambushed by the "Heavenly King Army" on his way back with his troops. He was shot several times and suffered extensive burns.

If it weren't for his concern for his wife and daughters at home, and his stubborn will to keep him alive, he probably would have passed away long ago.

Although he has now returned to the Shen residence in Pinghai City, he is on his deathbed and will not live much longer.

'Heavenly King Army...'

Upon hearing this familiar name, Wang Xi suddenly remembered something.

Isn't this the same band of bandits from Renwang Town, where he usually lives?
The leader, "Sitting Tiger," is also suspected to be a cultivator.

How dare they ambush the army of the second-in-command of the Northern Kingdom?
'It seems there's more to this than meets the eye.'

Wang Xi had some enlightenment.

He thought for a moment and said softly:

"Miaowei, calm down. Since your biological father is in trouble, I will help him."

"Thank you Master!"

Shen Miaowei was overjoyed and quickly knelt down.

Wang Xi said helplessly, "Get up, there's no need for that. You should use your inner spirit to observe your inner world and focus your consciousness on your inner vision... I will come to see you now."

"?!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Miaowei was taken aback.

For some reason, her heart suddenly started racing.

Master has finally agreed to see her!

"Yes... Master, Miaowei obeys."

Shen Miaowei was in turmoil and lowered her head.

Once the light from the scroll faded, she carefully put away her master's portrait.

Then, take off your shoes and socks, sit cross-legged on the bed, and close your eyes to look inward.

soon.

Shen Miaowei's consciousness sank into her own inner world of the Yellow Court, and she appeared in a thatched hut beside an ink stream.

"Master..."

Full of joy and anticipation, she pushed open the door to the small house.

All around was quiet, except for the murmuring of the Moxi River.

What does he look like?

Shen Miaowei stood obediently by the stream, waiting quietly.

Time passed second by second, and the girl's heart went from initial excitement to unease.

She looked up and around frequently, but everything seemed normal.

Her little hands gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her palms sweating.

Shen Miaowei looked up again, but there was still no one around. Disappointment flashed in her eyes.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, a magnetic voice rang in her ears: "Miaowei, what are you looking for?"

"what!"

Shen Miaowei was startled and quickly turned her head to look.

Suddenly, a person appeared beside him.

This was a young man dressed in a black robe with gold patterns. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, fair skin, and a handsome appearance. His shoulder-length hair was tied up with a white silk ribbon, and he stood upright with his hands behind his back.

He had two seals, one black and one white, tied around his waist.

Her overall demeanor was extraordinary and refined, giving people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.

Shen Miaowei was completely mesmerized in that instant.

"Master?"

She quickly lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and her ears burning.

In his heart, however, he was cursing himself for being unfilial.

Father is in critical condition, and just now he stared at Master so rudely.

If it weren't for her master's presence, she would have pinched her thigh hard twice.

"What's wrong with Miaowei?"

Wang Xi stood with his hands behind his back and smiled.

"N-nothing..." Shen Miaowei didn't dare to look up, afraid that she would meet the young man's deep eyes and have his thoughts seen through. "It's just that it was the first time I met Master, and I was shocked by Master's youthful appearance."

"Oh?" Wang Xi said. "Could it be that Miaowei has always thought that her teacher is a decrepit old man?"

"No, no, that's not what Miaowei meant!"

The girl waved her hands frantically.

Seeing this, Wang Xi stopped teasing Shen Miaowei and said instead, "Alright, I was just joking with you."

"Huh?" Shen Miaowei was taken aback.

She never expected that her immortal master would actually make a joke.

But that's why she felt inexplicably close to him.

Wang Xi flicked his finger.

A miniature jade python flew out and landed in front of Shen Miaowei to her astonishment, opening its mouth to spit out a breath.

A shimmering green orb landed on Shen Miaowei's brow, transforming into a blue water droplet pattern.

"This is a 'Spring Breeze and Rain Technique'. After Miaowei awakens, it can be used to heal Mr. Shen."

"Thank you for your grace, Master!"

Upon hearing that this was a spell to save her father, Shen Han, Shen Miaowei was immediately moved to tears and quickly bowed.

Wang Xi waved his hand and said, "The situation in Pinghai City is unclear. Since your father instructed you to move your family as soon as possible, there must be a reason... Miaowei, be careful."

"Yes, Master, Miaowei will remember."

The girl bowed again.

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After Shen Miaowei awoke from the inner world, Wang Xi stroked his chin, pondering for a moment.

'Heavenly King Army, Mountain-Sitting Tiger...'

He had already decided to go to Pinghai City, so he might as well help Shen Miaowei resolve this trouble while he was there.

'Perhaps there will be unexpected gains.'

Wang Xi's figure turned into ink marks and disappeared from the spot.

Eternal life.

As dawn broke.

Wang Xi woke up in bed on the second floor of the hotel.

Liu Xunyan, his personal maid, was still sleeping soundly in his arms.

He glanced at the woman, smiled, and then quietly got up to dress.

After a quick wash, Wang Xi brought back breakfast. Liu Xunyan sat on the edge of the bed with a flushed face, looking like she had just woken up.

“Young master, I am ashamed. I slept in late... and you have to go get breakfast for me personally.”

"It's alright." Wang Xi put down the food. "You were tired last night, so you don't need to do this little thing for me. Xunyan, go wash up and have something to eat."

He looked out the window: "We'll set off today for Pinghai City."

(End of this chapter)