Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 58 Ancestor, Ancestor!

The wheels rolled over the mountain road, crunching the small stones. The镖师 (bodyguard/escort) looked around, while the镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) followed behind, pushing the cart.

No one noticed anything was wrong.

Xu Shangxin saw Pei Xia suddenly stop moving and looked at him in surprise. Then she followed his gaze and looked at the middle-aged man sitting by the big rock on the mountain path.

The older brother didn't have Pei Xia's senses, but he also sensed something was wrong from the suddenly frozen atmosphere: "What is that?"

Pei Xia had never met this person before.

However, the aura of spiritual power emanating from him was too similar to that of Han Youzhi. It seemed that all the people in the Holy Palace had this faint trace of array remnants, including Luo Xiaojin.

The Master of the Holy Palace, a highly skilled expert, is located on Mount Sparrow's Nest.

The answer is ready to come out.

Pei Xia reached out and touched the longsword wrapped in cloth: "Xu Zhuofeng."

Xu Shangxin's heart sank.

The White-Clad Master is not allowed to leave the capital unless he is transferred. Does Xu Zhuofeng's appearance here mean that their whereabouts have been discovered by the Master Palace or the Insect and Bird Bureau?
Pei Xia was also thinking about it.

But seeing the undisguised astonishment on the other person's face, it was clear that he had not expected to meet Pei Xia here.

Was it a chance encounter?
So unlucky?

Feng Changhai, who was walking ahead, turned his head but didn't see Pei Xia. He noticed that Pei Xia was lagging behind and staring at the people by the roadside, so he quickly walked over and called out, "What's wrong, Young Master Pei?"

Pei Xia did not respond, her gaze still fixed on Xu Zhuofeng.

Feng Changhai was unaware of the details. He only saw Pei Xia reach for the sword, his expression grave, so he cautiously asked, "Have you run into an enemy?"

Before Pei Xia could speak, Xu Zhuofeng tapped his old pipe on a stone, a smile appearing on his weary face: "Friend, yes, friend."

Lu Li huddled behind Pei Xia and whispered, "He said he's a friend!"

Pei Xia rubbed her fingertips on the hilt of the sword for a moment, then slowly released her hand.

He said to Feng Changhai, "Yes, it's an old friend I haven't seen for many years. I'll go and chat with him for a bit."

"I'll go and have a chat with him," meaning that Feng Changhai should leave.

Old Feng glanced at Xu Zhuofeng again, said nothing, and quickly caught up with the caravan.

Xu Zhuofeng tucked his pipe into his waistband, smoothed his messy hair, patted his sloppy white clothes, and then walked towards Pei Xia.

As he got closer, he looked Pei Xia up and down, then sighed deeply: "Ah, Young Master Pei."

Pei Xia narrowed her eyes: "What's wrong? Xu Baiyi seems to have something on her mind."

He waved his hand with a wry smile: "I am no longer a white-robed member of the Holy Palace."

This was something Pei Xia really hadn't expected.

Xu Zhuofeng looked up, gazing into the distance towards Beishi City: "The Sui Dynasty knew I had been framed, and in order to protect themselves, they had no choice but to compromise with the Princess..."

Pei Xia blinked and immediately realized: "Luo Xian kicked you out?"

The power of the Holy Palace was originally divided among the twelve white-robed figures. As the leader of the old faction in the sect, Sui Zhiwo could only compromise with Luo Xian by handing over the white-robed positions of the others.

"Yes, me, Huangfu, Xiao Han, and all of us white-robed people who entered the Holy Palace in our early years have been purged." Xu Zhuofeng's bitterness was evident in his words.

No wonder he had no intention of targeting Pei Xia.

He was dressed in white, of a high enough rank, and a victim, so he naturally thought a lot about the so-called assassination attempt by the prime minister. It wasn't hard for him to realize that this was actually a scheme set up by the eldest princess.

In his eyes, Pei Xia, who had become a wanted criminal, was actually just like him, an abandoned pawn, and they were kindred spirits.

Pei Xia then understood.

Therefore, Xu Zhuofeng was expelled from the Palace of the Holy Master by Luo Xian and could only return to his clan, the Snow Swallow Sect, rather than intentionally waiting for him here.

"Then what were you doing lying down on the road?" Pei Xia looked at the patches of dirt on his body. "And why did you get so disheveled?"

Xu Zhuofeng sighed: "Young Master Pei is still young, I'm afraid he can't quite understand."

"Since I entered the Palace of the Holy Master, I have been the sun and moon above the clan. The Snow Swallow Sect is what it is today, mostly thanks to my authority and protection within the Palace of the Holy Master."

"Now that I've been kicked out of the Holy Palace, it will be difficult for the sect to maintain its former glory. Many old grudges will likely resurface. Thinking of my elders and children at home, how do you think I... how am I supposed to face this?"

Pei Xia was taken aback by these words.

Oh, if you put it that way, then I understand.

You're not squatting on a mountain path, that's the stairs in front of your house! You've lost your job in middle age, buddy!

“That’s not right,” Pei Xia looked at him, “Your cultivation level at the Heavenly Consciousness Realm is right here.”

Heavenly Knowledge, a cultivation level that can be named throughout the Nine Provinces.

Pei Xia's mention only made Xu Zhuofeng's face look even more dejected: "You don't know this, but the white-robed Heavenly Sense of the Holy Palace is only Heavenly Sense when he is in the Holy Palace."

"Luoshen Peak has a treasure that can generate divine consciousness out of thin air. With the help of magic and arrays, it can enable cultivators at the peak of the Transformation Realm to break through to the Heavenly Consciousness Realm. However, as soon as they leave the Palace of the Holy Master, this cultivation will rapidly decline."

"Therefore, the white-robed monk of the Holy Palace rarely goes down the mountain. As you know, minor matters are handled by Han Baiyi's avatar, while major matters are handled by genuine Heavenly Consciousness Realm experts like Ekui and Sui Zhiwo."

Since Xu Zhuofeng said that, it's clear that he's the kind of white-robed man who isn't quite genuine.

By this calculation, the Snow Swallow Sect is essentially without its revered Heavenly Consciousness Realm "Ancestor," who was once a prominent figure in the capital.

Such a blow is indeed enough to cripple a powerful local force.

Pei Xia looked at his dirty clothes and the weariness and sorrow on his face.

Suddenly, I realized that a dramatic change in Beijing seemed to have truly altered the fate of many people.

“It’s not good for you to just lie here on the road,” he said.

Xu Zhuofeng knew this too. He pursed his lips, looked at the mountain path, saw the caravan on the path, and then looked back at Pei Xia.

It was as if she had suddenly thought of something.

“I’m talking about Young Master Pei.”

"hold head high?"

Are you heading to the Snow Swallow Sect?

"Yes, we're hiding from capture, and we plan to stay on the mountain for a few days to celebrate the old sect leader Xu Chengfeng's birthday."

Xu Zhuofeng touched his nose: "How about this? I'll go up the mountain with you, but I won't reveal my identity yet. I'll just say I'm one of your... uh, attendants."

Pei Xia struggled to keep a straight face; why did those words sound so familiar?
"What are you planning?"

Xu Zhuofeng sighed, "Since I entered the Holy Palace, I haven't returned for many years. I don't know how Xueyan Sect is doing now. Now that it's fallen on hard times, I'm even more uncertain. I want to observe from the shadows first."

An old master, unemployed in middle age, wanted to go home but dared not, so he could only follow outsiders and pretend to be a servant...

Pei Xia felt sorry for him.

"What if the entire sect is waiting for you to come back?"

"Then let's go back."

"What if everyone, from top to bottom, is complaining about you?"

"...But we still have to go back."

Pei Xia looked at him and patted Xu Zhuofeng on the shoulder: "Let's go, Xiao Xu."

I got back late.

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(End of this chapter)