The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

Ye Ruoyi felt a strange sense of tension.

I've never felt this nervous, not even when facing my own father.

Fortunately, this senior seemed very approachable.

"Has there been any news from Snowmoon City yet?"

Ye Ruoyi hadn't expected that leaving Snow Moon City would lead to so many twists and turns.

Tang Lian was also somewhat worried, but she did not show it.

"Not yet, something must have gone wrong."

What do we do next? Go back to Snowmoon City, or...?

Ye Ruoyi hesitated for a moment, a determined look flashing in her eyes, and then shook her head.

"Now that the Tang Clan has made thorough preparations, they will not let us return to Snow Moon City easily."

The road to Snowmoon City is sure to be fraught with danger.

If we go to Lei Family Fort, we might run into Qianluo and the others.

Furthermore, I am now somewhat worried about that Master Wuxin.

The carefree little monk was unaware that he had become a master, but his current situation was quite good.

He was chased by the Angry Sword Immortal all the way to the vicinity of Lei Family Fortress. The Angry Sword Immortal clearly had other purposes, so he didn't pursue him too closely.

"I wonder if Xiao Se and Lei Wujie have realized that something went wrong at this Heroes' Banquet."

Wuxin sat on a tree branch, thought for a moment, and then took out a paper crane from his pocket.

"We need to remind them."

Sigh, I really don't know if this is my luck or my misfortune, that I've become friends with you guys.

Wuxin chuckled to himself, shook his head, and shook off the jumbled thoughts. He then roughly described what had happened to him, along with some of his own speculations.

Only after watching the origami cranes fly away did he put his hands behind his head.

"Indeed, this is the only place where the martial world is truly lively."

"Senior, we are leaving now."

Ye Ruoyi bowed slightly, expressing her gratitude to Zhou Huanzhen, which she had already said many times before, so there was no need to say it again now.

Zhou Zhen nodded, a warm smile on his face.

Ye Ruoyi always felt that the smile was filled with an indescribable kind of kindness.

It was somewhat similar to the way my father looked at me.

But thinking about it, the seniors are elders after all, so it seems quite normal.

I just don't know why, but I always feel like my face is burning.

"Well then, let's leave."

Zhou Zhenhuan's straightforward answer surprised Ye Ruoyi for a moment.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke: "Is there anything you need to tell me, senior?"

"Oh, have a safe trip. Let's go, or you'll be late."

Zhou Huanzhen patted Tang Lian, who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and said, "Let's go, I should go too."

Tang Lian opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing and simply cupped her hands in greeting.

Tang Lian takes her leave!

After the two figures had completely disappeared, Hua Jin suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Aren't you worried they'll be chased and killed on the road again?"

Zhou Zhen stretched and said, "What's there to worry about? They have their own world, not mine."

I can't protect them all the time.

For a fledgling eagle to spread its wings and soar high, it is bound to be pushed off a cliff.

Only those that take flight are called eagles; those that fall to their deaths are not eagles.

"You're good at using metaphors, but why did you bring me here to rescue people? It's as if you're truly without desires."

Zhou was speechless and glared at her.

"If you say another word, I'll push you off the cliff."

Hua Jin made a face, not afraid of him at all: "Where do we go next?"

Just as Zhou Zhen was about to answer, a thought struck him, and his gaze fell in the direction of Snow Moon City.

"Baili Dongjun has set sail."

"Nothing, let's go."

Baili Dongjun's voyage was not to find the Meng Po soup; his inner demons had long since disappeared.

He went to sea to help that immortal from Penglai dispel his inner demons.

This was a predestined relationship between him and that Immortal in Dark Clothes, and it had to come to an end.

Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall, Lei Family Fortress.

The atmosphere was filled with joy.

Truckloads of vegetables and grains were being delivered, creating a lively scene.

Leijiabao has been experiencing a string of good news lately.

First, Lei Yunhe returned, then the sect leader recovered, and then the half-sword immortal became a full-fledged sword immortal.

The disciples of Lei Men felt that this Heroes' Banquet was a good opportunity to show off Lei Men's prestige.

Chapter 129 A Fateful Turning Point Has Arrived

Lei Qianhu was confirming the guest list. Compared to before, he looked much better and seemed to be stronger.

The Lei family had never actively organized a heroes' banquet before.

We must be able to avoid any mistakes this year as we have taken the initiative to host the event.

"Still looking? The posts that needed to be posted have already been posted."

They're all arriving gradually, no one's missing, so you can rest assured.

Lei Yunhe entered the room carrying a jar of wine and greeted everyone.

Lei Qianhu put the list down and said with a smile, "Check for omissions and fill in the gaps. It wouldn't be good if we missed anyone."

Brother, do you think they'll come from Qingcheng Mountain?

I really want to thank that carefree immortal in person.

Lei Yunhe waved his hand: "Don't ask me about this, how would I know?"

That person was probably pleased, so they came.

As for Lei Wujie, that kid, he wrote to me before saying he would bring a few friends over, and there should be other disciples of Xiaoyao Xian among them.

There hasn't been a single person in sight yet.

I have already sent the Eight Horsemen of Leimen to search for them.

If other people are late, it's not a big deal, but if this kid is late, it's a bit embarrassing.

Even if the Immortal of Leisure doesn't come in person, we must still take good care of his disciples.

Lei Qianhu nodded: "Brother, you're very thoughtful. If we count the days, it's indeed time."

However, there's one more thing that I feel is a bit...

I don't know how to say it, but I just feel uneasy.

Lei Yunhe glanced at his younger brother and frowned: "You mean the Tang Clan?"

The feud between the Tang Clan and the Lei Family Fortress has a long history, spanning over a century on and off.

However, since everyone later became allies of Snowmoon City, and with Snowmoon City mediating, the conflict was prevented from escalating further.

But behind the scenes, open and covert struggles are inevitable.

Lei Qianhu took the cup, poured a glass of wine for Lei Yunhe and himself, and nodded: "Although the Tang Clan accepted the invitation, they have not given a definite reply."

"A banquet for heroes would be a disgrace to our Thunder Clan if the Tang Clan were absent."

Perhaps due to the nature of his cultivation method, Lei Yunhe had a much more violent temper than his younger brother. Upon hearing this, he snorted coldly.

"Whether they come or not, what does it matter?"

Are we supposed to go and beg them to do this?

Today, my Raimon is no longer what it used to be.

I know you've suffered these past years, but now that I'm back, I won't let you face these things alone.

If the Tang Clan truly refuses to give us this face, then there's no need to save face for us in the future.

Lei Yunhe certainly has the right to say that.

The three heroes of Raimen are all at their peak now, so who are they afraid of?

Lei Qianhu smiled, unlike his brother who was blindly confident.

"Maybe I'm just overthinking it. After all, they didn't refuse, did they?"

"Why did you come back alone? Where is Tang Lian?"

Tang Huang was truly apprehensive at this moment; he didn't even dare to breathe loudly in front of the old man.

"Reporting to the old master, we were able to capture that boy, but unexpectedly, a young monk appeared out of nowhere, and his strength was not bad."

"Shut up! Failure is failure, what's the point of making excuses?"

Your generation is truly far inferior to Tang Lianyue.

Is Tang Lian the important one? She's gone, so be it.

The key is that girl!

Having provoked someone like Ye Xiaoying, the Tang Clan will likely face endless trouble in the future.

"Fine, you can get out of here now."

Tang Huang dared not talk back, so he quickly agreed and ran away in a sorry state.

The old man looked at the white clouds drifting in the sky and sighed.

"I am determined to strengthen the Tang Clan. Once I make a move, I have no regrets. I have no choice but to take this step."

"Come out, people of the Dark River! Are you so hidden from the light?"

"Hehehe, sir, you're joking. I just saw you teaching the younger generation how to do things and didn't want to disturb you."

"Mu Yumo from the Mu family of the Dark River greets the old master."

A gust of wind blew by, and a woman completely shrouded in black appeared before him.

The old man gave a soft snort and tapped his pipe twice on the sole of his foot.

"Stop with the nonsense and tell me what you're planning to do."

Mu Yumo chuckled and stretched out a hand. A brightly colored spider slowly crawled up her sleeve and onto her finger.

As she moved, a rustling sound came from the shadows, as if countless spiders were crawling out of the ground and hanging down from the trees.

"What does the old man think?"

The old man nodded: "The Thousand Spider Formation is indeed one of your specialties. It seems you are well prepared."

"That's natural. Since we in the Dark River are going to take action, we must ensure that nothing goes wrong."

The old man saw our sincerity, but I haven't seen yours yet.

The old man glanced at her but didn't answer. Instead, he stretched out his finger and touched the teacup in front of him, dipping it in a drop of tea.