Chapter 689 - 689 Revised 46 Undercurrents
689: Revised: Chapter 46 Undercurrents 689: Revised: Chapter 46 Undercurrents Under the night curtain of Qingfu Mountain, a young boy in a Daoist robe lay on a bamboo chair with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.
The Southern Border area was originally dark and lightless, but after the release of Tiger Creek Cave Heaven, this small mountain turned into a paradise-like existence.
At this moment, the bright moonlight shone on the mountain top, the small bamboo house was covered in silver radiance, appearing like a fairyland.
In another bamboo house, the disciples of Longevity House, who should have been meditating, couldn’t help but whisper.
“I heard from the disciple next door at Zhanjiao Mountain that the agreed date for the Demon Cleansing has been postponed…”
“I also heard that this was suggested by Xie Zhen.”
“Tsk, no matter how powerful Xie Zhen is, he is only seventeen or eighteen like us.
How much weight can his words carry?
Those big figures won’t decide to delay such a significant matter just because of his suggestion, right?”
“Hey, did you forget the relationship between our Shishu and Xie Zhen?”
The Southern Border Demon Cleansing was initially very serious, but after Ren Shou Palace took control, the Great Chu court fell into disrepair.
The Three Great Sects bowed down, the Venerables of the All Saints Mountain family arrived… Under such circumstances, many young cultivators didn’t take this war seriously.
Moreover, apart from Saint Heirs like Wu Yue and Shang Yi, this time’s Demon Cleansing did not involve the elite forces.
Each Major Sect retained the future pillars of talent and brilliance.
In the Major Sect, the hierarchical system was strict; to rise in rank, one needed to be exceptionally outstanding.
After finally waiting for the opportunity, a considerable number of young cultivators began to sharpen their fists, waiting to gain merit after the battle, from the moment they stepped on the Treasure Ship.
Of course.
The vast majority of participants remained calm.
“Silence!”
Su Hong, who was also sitting cross-legged in the bamboo house and cultivating, slowly opened his eyes.
He scolded in a low voice, “You bunch of fools, how dare you malign Shishu behind his back?”
“…”
The young disciple who had misspoken quickly shut his mouth.
Su Hong nervously glanced outside the bamboo house.
With dozens of yards separating him, the bright moonlight shone, the young boy was asleep with his eyes closed, making no movement, causing one to slightly breathe a sigh of relief.
Su Hong lowered his voice and said, “Luckily, Shishu is asleep… Don’t listen to the nonsense from others.
What kind of person is Xie Zhen?
He is not someone we can look down on.
No matter how bad he is, he is still at the top of the Heavenly Pride List; all the young heroes in the world, respect him with head bowed!”
The young disciple scratched his head, “But many people say he is no good.
And our relationship with him isn’t great, isn’t it?”
“…”
Su Hong was momentarily speechless.
Because these words were indeed correct.
Qin Qianlian is vying for the position of ‘Family Head’ with his brother, and the situation has become intense, where neither side will relent.
It is evident that a winner must be determined… Both sides have almost revealed all their aces.
Qin Baihuang stood by the Book Tower, and Xie Zhen had a long-standing friendship with the Book Tower.
Emotionally and rationally, there was no need for him to speak for Xie Zhen.
“That’s not the right reasoning.
Even if we have no relation, we can’t casually tarnish someone’s reputation.”
The young Taoist Su Hong, who had followed Qin Qianlian for a long time, lightly sighed, “Xie Zhen killed a Paperman Sect demon.
That demon had seized the soul of the Hehuan Sect envoy… Today’s meeting, he could have not called it.
But if so, what if the other Guiding Envoys of Zhanjiao Mountain hiding evil spirits, what would happen when the battle erupts?”
The specific events of today’s meeting.
The vast majority of people were not aware.
At this moment in the Bamboo House Dojo of Qingfu Mountain, the low discussions were just some gossip coming from other Zhanjiao Mountains.
The most dreadful thing in the world is the “human heart.” When the world loves someone, they elevate them to the sun, making every word and deed, every action, seem righteous and bright.
But when they dislike someone, every comment carried by the wind becomes criticism.
Many people like Xie Zhen.
Many people also dislike Xie Zhen.
Su Hong had never met Xie Zhen, but he estimated he wouldn’t like this heavenly pride he’d never met… because he saw that his Shishu didn’t like Xie Zhen.
Within the Taoists, apart from Yuqing Pavilion, the other Pavilion Masters had opinions about this new master of Da Sui Sword Palace Xuanshui Cave Heaven.
But Su Hong couldn’t possibly go against his conscience and declare Xie Zhen as a heinous villain.
At least in his view, proposing to postpone the Demon Cleansing… Xie Zhen’s motive was good.
The Bamboo House Dojo returned to tranquility.
After Su Hong’s scolding, these young disciples obediently refocused, and began breathing exercises again.
At the foot of Qingfu Mountain, where the moonlight from Tiger Creek Cave Heaven reached.
A small creek, meandering and winding, ultimately converged under Qin Qianlian’s feet.
The young master in white stood beside the creek with his hands behind his back, the moonlight scattered before him in speckles of silver.
Qin Qianlian did not lift his head to admire the moonlight but rather looked down at the clear creek water.
The ripples floated, shaking his delicate and beautiful face to fragments.
Qin Qianlian gazed at “himself” in the creek water, and after a moment, indifferently said, “I have already tried my best.
Postponing the Demon Cleansing… was the result of discussions among the fourteen Zhanjiao Mountain Governors.”
“…”
The face in the creek water shattered into pieces and then reformed.
Still delicate, still beautiful.
Just that it now had a somewhat sickly aura.
“I know.”
A deep sigh came from within the creek water.
The shadow Qin Qianlian cast onto the creek began to elongate, slowly moving out of the range covered by Tiger Creek Cave Heaven, finally emerging into the shadow on the opposite bank of the creek.
That shadow swirled like mist, slowly condensed into a body.
About ten breaths later, on the other side of the shadow, a dark silhouette appeared, leaning on a cane, and draped in a Black Feather Cloak.