Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

Chapter 267 Jade Hairpin

"this……"

"I knew it! This sword strike felt so familiar..."

After hearing Meng Wu'an's explanation, Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan remained silent for a while, not saying a word.

They simply looked up at Si Jianya, lost in thought, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on their faces, while they were also surprised.

The Sword Cliff contained this sword inheritance, but neither of them noticed it at all. Although they felt it was a pity, they only felt a little bit of it.

After all, he was a beast tamer, so it was perfectly normal that he didn't understand sword cultivation and couldn't sense the clues of this sword strike.

However, this also reveals Meng Wu'an's amazing talent and extraordinary comprehension. That sword strike not only killed Yang Chengxu, but its sharpness also made Yu Changsheng feel threatened.

If it were him, he would also find it difficult to resist if he was caught off guard.

Thinking of this, Yu Changsheng couldn't help but feel sorry for Yang Chengxu. This time, the opponent was determined to win, but his two chances to kill were unexpectedly interrupted.

First, Li Minghan forced Yang Chengxu to pay the price by using a secret technique. Just when he thought victory was in his grasp, he was killed by Meng Wu'an with a single sword strike...

This is why Yang Chengxu looked so aggrieved when he died.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; who can truly say for sure?"

After letting out a soft breath, Li Minghan quietly treated Yu Changsheng's wounds. Yu Changsheng then stretched his muscles and bones slightly. The effects of the two Rejuvenation Pills were still working, and Yu Changsheng's condition had improved considerably.

The Rejuvenation Pill is an invaluable healing elixir for Golden Core cultivators, and for Foundation Establishment cultivators, it is practically a second life.

After taking two Rejuvenation Pills in succession, as long as Yu Changsheng still had a breath left, he naturally wouldn't die.

Yu Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, with Li Minghan guarding him. After feeding the beasts a few healing pills, he summoned them all back to the inner realm.

The battle with Yang Chengxu was extremely dangerous. If Li Minghan hadn't been holding back Tianqing Yalong and Tianxiao Yinglong, they probably wouldn't have lasted until Meng Wu'an made a move.

Meng Wu'an's move was not initially expected by Yu Changsheng, but he had been secretly lurking within Sijian Cliff, using the sharp sword energy there to completely conceal himself.

This is why Meng Qi'an was still able to appear after Yang Chengxu used the Boundary-Stabilizing Bead to seal off the surrounding space; therefore, he remained within the space sealed off by the Boundary-Stabilizing Bead.

The sword energy of Sijian Cliff was so strong that Yu Changsheng dared not use his divine sense to investigate. As a result, even though Yu Changsheng had a strong divine sense, he did not find anything amiss at first. It was only when Meng Qi'an secretly used his divine sense to transmit a message to Yu Changsheng that he was able to deliver the fatal blow.

After reviewing all the details of the battle in his mind, Yu Changsheng breathed deeply, and his cultivation slowly recovered.

Seeing that Yu Changsheng's condition had stabilized, Meng Wu'an nodded without saying anything more, and silently walked to Yang Chengxu's corpse, frowning slightly.

With a flick of his finger in the air, an invisible sword aura erupted, completely annihilating Yang Chengxu's corpse into ashes. He then picked up the scattered storage bag and silently examined it.

After a while, Meng Wu'an slowly took something out of his storage bag.

This is a white jade hairpin, shrouded in ethereal beauty, sparkling and translucent, with a hint of milky white in its jade color, making it even more delicate. On it, a phoenix is ​​ingeniously carved, lifelike and exquisitely crafted. At the head of the hairpin, two small characters appear delicately: Mengying.

Apart from that, there's nothing particularly special about it.

Li Minghan looked over with a hint of curiosity. Meng Wu'an gently stroked the jade hairpin, his gaze softening, and his eyes were fixed solely on the hairpin.

After a long while, Meng Wu'an carefully and solemnly put away the jade hairpin. After pondering for a moment, he threw Yang Chengxu's storage bag at Yu Changsheng's feet.

"I want this jade hairpin. It belongs to... an old friend of mine. The rest is yours."

"……good."

Yu Changsheng remained silent, slowly nodded, and neither said nor refused. He silently put away the storage bag, not in a hurry to check it, but turned to Li Minghan and said seriously, "Let's divide what's inside after we get out."

"In case there are any markings or something on it that Mu Yongxian, that old bastard, notices, I'll leave it with me. I have a way to prevent them from detecting it."

Li Minghan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Okay, you're very thoughtful. Let's do it your way."

Yang Chengxu is dead. Without a doubt, once the secret realm ends and the news of Yang Chengxu's death spreads, it will cause a huge uproar. The wrath from the Spirit Dragon Sect will be something the two of them cannot easily bear.

Although everything that happens within the secret realm is difficult to investigate, once it is discovered that something belonging to Yang Chengxu has appeared with Li Minghan, then things will become unclear.

As Yang Chengxu's master, Mu Yongxian naturally possessed certain methods to detect things.

Yu Changsheng's solution was simple: instead of opening the storage bag rashly, he put it completely into the system backpack.

The system backpack is an independent space, and no matter how many methods Mu Yongxian has, he absolutely cannot detect it. Yu Changsheng is very confident about this.

"These two dragons..."

Li Minghan paused, looked at the corpses of the Azure Dragon and the Sky Shadow Dragon, and after a moment of thought, said, "I'll leave these two dragon corpses to you, Changsheng. I already have the Crimson Mountain Dragon, so I don't need these."

"That won't do," Yu Changsheng shook his head, "Two dragon corpses, one for each of us."

The value of the corpses of rare spirit beasts like the Azure Dragon and the Sky Shadow Dragon is naturally immeasurable. Moreover, Li Minghan already possesses two dragon-related tamed beasts, making them even more significant to him.

"No," Li Minghan waved his hands repeatedly, and said with a wry smile, "Even if you gave it to me, I wouldn't be able to handle it. Besides, the dragon blood you gave me before was already priceless."

"I didn't contribute much to this battle; you're the one who worked yourself to the bone. Just keep it. In return, give me more of the treasures from Yang Chengxu's storage bag. How about that?"

"This..." Yu Changsheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, I won't refuse. These two dragon corpses are indeed of great use to me. Thank you, Brother Li."

"It's nothing, it's nothing. We'll talk about it again if we need it in the future, brother."

Li Minghan chuckled, took out two specially made storage bags, put the corpses of the Azure Dragon and the Sky Shadow Dragon into them respectively, and handed them to Yu Changsheng.

"Let me know if you need anything."

Yu Changsheng nodded, glanced at the two storage bags with the logo of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion printed on them, and with a thought, a flash of light appeared, and the two storage bags containing dragon corpses were put into his backpack.

“Eh…”

Just as Yu Changsheng put the storage bag into his backpack, Li Minghan looked speechless and surprised.

"I really can't sense any trace of its existence anymore..."

Li Minghan muttered to himself that the two storage bags from earlier were specially made by the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion to store spirit beasts. They had some unique tracking marks on them that outsiders could not possibly know or detect.

Now, no matter how Li Minghan uses his secret techniques, he cannot sense any trace of the storage bag. It's as if it has sunk into the sea and gone to another world, without any response.

This discovery put Li Minghan at ease and reassured him somewhat.

Meng Wu'an seemed to sense their thoughts as well, turned his head and smiled slightly, saying calmly:

"Don't worry, since I killed Yang Chengxu, it has nothing to do with you. Being responsible for what you did is the only way to uphold the integrity of a swordsman."

After saying that, Meng Wu'an didn't care what Yu Changsheng and Yang Chengxu thought, shook his head and walked away on his own, slowly stroking Sijian Cliff and gently exhaling a breath of turbid air.

"this……"

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Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan were speechless for a moment, looking at each other in bewilderment. Logically speaking, it was indeed Meng Wu'an who personally killed Yang Chengxu with a sword. However, Yu Changsheng was the main factor in the cause and effect of this matter.

If you really want to analyze it, the two of them are inextricably linked.

Now, seeing Meng Wu'an's current state, it seems he intends to shoulder all the blame. This outcome is naturally good for Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan, but...

After all, the Zihong Sect is a large and powerful organization, and its master, Qingzhu Zhenjun, holds an extraordinary position within the sect. Meng Wu'an is no ordinary person either. Even if Yang Chengxu is killed, as long as there is a suitable reason, the Linglong Sect may have some complaints, but at least on the surface, they will not dare to do anything.

However, Meng Wu'an also faces considerable pressure, though it is much better than that of Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan, preventing him from being too passive.

Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan remained silent for a moment before slowly rising. Li Minghan helped Yu Changsheng up, and the two of them came to the front of Sijian Cliff. They looked at Meng Wu'an, who was quietly stroking the outer wall of Sijian Cliff in deep thought, with curiosity in their eyes.

"There are actually people who can glean something from this."

Li Minghan pouted and muttered as he placed his hand on the Sword-Thinking Cliff. His palm felt icy cold, and he heard the sound of swords ringing in his ears. The sword intent raged in his sea of ​​consciousness, causing a faint pain. Apart from that, he did not discover anything else.

Li Minghan, curious, slowly closed his eyes, his mind completely absorbed in the moment. After a while, he opened his eyes with a hint of regret and shook his head helplessly.

"This is really tough on me as a beast tamer. Who would have thought that a beast taming secret realm would contain such a thing? It's been a worthwhile trip."

With that, Li Minghan smiled helplessly, looked up at Meng Wu'an with a sincere expression, cupped his hands and said, "However, it is thanks to Fellow Daoist Meng's extraordinary talent that the splendor of this sword has been able to reappear in the world."

"Otherwise, it will become a regret a few years later."

Upon hearing this, Meng Wu'an grinned, shook his head and chuckled softly. His gaze was deep as he looked at Yu Changsheng, seemingly implying something: "Your Myriad Manifestations Sect is not simple either, with a wealth of talent. Yang Chengxu's strength is worthy of the title of a prodigy, even in the entire Martial Continent."

"Now, you have actually forced me to the point of unleashing my secret techniques, and we are fighting to a standstill. I'm afraid that soon, Fellow Daoist Yu, your name will resound throughout the entire Martial Continent."

In the following paragraph, Meng Wu'an made a point of speaking to Yu Changsheng, his gaze filled with appreciation, admiration, and astonishment.

In fact, even he was no match for Yang Chengxu at that time. If it weren't for his excellent timing and the unique environment of the place, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

"No, I prefer to keep a low profile, stay in the sect, slowly taming beasts and cultivating immortality properly." Yu Changsheng quickly waved his hand and chuckled. "Don't bother with anything else, it'll only disturb my peace and quiet."

"Oh? Is that so?" Upon hearing this, Meng Wu'an looked at Yu Changsheng strangely. After a long while, he nodded slightly and smiled. "Is that really the case? I didn't realize you were so desperate, you don't seem to have any cowardice in you."

"Uh..." Yu Changsheng was speechless for a moment, scratched his head, and a look of helplessness and embarrassment appeared on his face. He waved his hand and shrugged, saying, "There's nothing I can do. They're planning to kill me. I can't just surrender."

"That's true." Meng Wu'an nodded, neither confirming nor denying, with a meaningful smile on his face. He then shook his head, "Since that's the case, then killing Yang Chengxu this time has nothing to do with you."

As Meng Wu'an spoke, he raised his head slightly and smiled, "Perfect timing. I also want to increase my reputation so it will be easier for me to advance in the Purple Rainbow Sect in the future."

"Okay..." Yu Changsheng was taken aback, and looked at Meng Wu'an with gratitude and a complicated feeling.

Meng Wu'an shook his head, not saying anything more. He exhaled softly, then turned to look at Si Jianya. After a long silence, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and a long sword appeared.

The sword flashed, the sword energy raged, and a cold light shone from the tip of the sword.

Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan looked at Meng Wu'an curiously, only to see that Meng Wu'an's expression was calm, his body as sturdy as a pine tree, as solid as a mountain, his entire being focused on a single point. At this moment, Meng Wu'an's eyes changed, his gaze flickering, a hint of gentleness mixed with relief. His fingers moved slightly, the tip of his sword rotating accordingly, carving several lines of characters on the Sword-Contemplating Cliff, stroke by stroke:

"A tender heart holds a thousand strands of sorrow; spring is fleeting, and a few drops of rain hasten the passing of its bloom..."

"Mengying, I've avenged you."

Meng Wu'an spoke slowly and deliberately, his expression softening with each word he etched. The emotions in his eyes shifted from initial relief to a flicker of pain, then to a complex mix, until finally, only a soft sigh remained.

In the end, it's all just beautiful spring scenery; it's better to just have a dream.

Meng Wu'an shook his head, only said this softly, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and then shut up.

Yu Changsheng and Li Minghan remained silent. Both had their own guesses, but neither of them asked any further questions.

"Yang Mengying was Yang Chengxu's half-sister and a disciple of my Zihong Sect. However, she later died at Yang Chengxu's hands. If only I had..."

As Meng Wu'an spoke, a look of regret appeared on his face. He clenched his fist tightly, and after a long while, he released it, letting out a long breath. A look of pain flashed across his face.

"Now, we can say that we have finally avenged ourselves."

Meng Wu'an spoke in a low voice, offering an explanation, but refrained from providing further details.

The two suddenly realized what was happening. Yu Changsheng remained silent for a moment, then stepped forward to comfort them, saying, "Everything has come to an end, and all that remains is the beauty of spring."

(End of this chapter)