CHAPTER 302: CHAPTER 203: THE TEN MILLION MILE JOURNEY TO FIND HER HUSBAND_2

Wen Zhixing felt it was acceptable, so he clasped his fist in a salute.

"Let’s go, we’ll enter together."

Murong Fenghua looked up at the city gates ahead. The dilapidation here caused her heart to sink once more.

The two of them, one after the other, took to the sky and flew toward the city.

Just as they had observed from a distance, there were hardly any residents in this city. Those who were there seemed very down and out.

Murong Fenghua’s expression grew worse the more she looked. She had already realized that these people were not disciples of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land. The cultivation of the Holy Land’s disciples was never this poor.

After some time, the two made their way directly in front of a mansion.

Murong Fenghua had thought that her own residence might have also become run-down. But at first glance, it was obviously still in decent condition, only showing some signs of wear from the weather over time.

However, it seemed there were quite a few people’s presences within the mansion. Clearly, it was inhabited. Outside the main gate, there was even an array method set up to prevent others from trespassing.

"Such audacity! Daring to break into my mansion and live here."

Murong Fenghua’s face darkened, and her white hair stirred despite the lack of wind. What she hated most was people taking what belonged to her.

BANG!

The front door was kicked open by Murong Fenghua. The entire door instantly shattered into pieces and then turned to dust in midair.

"Uh..."

Wen Zhixing was slightly taken aback.

What a violent old woman.

The two swaggered in. As soon as they entered, they saw several servant-like figures busying themselves inside the house. Seeing someone break in, they all looked stunned.

All Third Realm cultivators...

Wen Zhixing scanned them briefly and had a rough guess.

These must be individuals with extremely poor aptitude.

Even with such rich spiritual qi, they could only be pushed to the peak of the Third Realm. Advancing further would clearly require more than just spiritual qi.

"Who... are you!"

The people immediately showed fear in their eyes.

"And who might you be?"

Murong Fenghua’s face turned cold, and a murderous intent flashed in her eyes. Everyone stiffened, as if frozen in place. Then they involuntarily collapsed to the ground, stammering, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"I can give you all a chance."

Murong Fenghua’s cold voice echoed in everyone’s minds, Wen Zhixing’s included.

Wen Zhixing: ?

What a psycho. Why is she talking to me?

She’s not planning to kill me too, is she?

Wen Zhixing’s heart skipped a beat, and he silently retreated a few steps.

"Miss, is it you?"

However, just then, an incredulous voice sounded. An elderly woman with a full head of silver hair tremblingly appeared from behind the crowd.

"You are..."

Murong Fenghua frowned slightly. Who was this old woman? Why does she feel vaguely familiar?

"Miss, it’s me, it’s Xiuxiu."

The old woman was overwhelmed with emotion, and tears streamed down her deeply wrinkled face.

"Xiuxiu!"

Murong Fenghua finally remembered who the person was. This was the servant who had attended to her when she was younger. Back then, Xiuxiu was merely sixteen years old. She couldn’t believe Xiuxiu had aged so much.

"Miss... I’ve waited for you for far too long."

Xiuxiu wept profusely. As a Third Realm cultivator, after so many years, her life-span had almost reached its limit. Fortunately, she had finally seen her Miss before dying.

"Xiuxiu, what has happened over these years?" Murong Fenghua quickly asked, her aura instantly subsiding.

"Miss, it’s a long story, I... I..." Xiuxiu was so excited she could barely speak.

"It’s okay, take your time. Come, let me help you recuperate first."

Although Murong Fenghua was anxious, seeing Xiuxiu’s state made her relent. Then, she quickly led Xiuxiu towards the back courtyard.

From behind, Wen Zhixing couldn’t help but stroke his chin.

So they were all her own people?

Meaning, the gate Murong Fenghua had just kicked to pieces was her own.

I told you, one shouldn’t be too impulsive...

「Meanwhile.」

Inside the Righteous Sun Sect.

Xiang Yanwen from the Purple Cloud Divine Sect had not yet taken Bai Luqiu and Liu Qingdai away. He was mainly waiting for Mu Yunqing to return. After all, Mu Yunqing’s talent was extraordinary; even in the Purple Cloud Divine Sect, he was among the very best. He had a high chance of securing the God Child’s Position. Bringing back an additional Godson would be a great merit. This time, the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land was about to recruit new disciples, and their Purple Cloud Divine Sect was determined to succeed. Xiang Yanwen, in his heart, still rather favored Mu Yunqing. Liu Qingxuan had also tried to contact Mu Yunqing but couldn’t get in touch at all.

"Father, Mu Yunqing is already dead."

Just at that moment, Liu Qingdai and Bai Luqiu secretly informed Liu Qingxuan about Mu Yunqing. Bai Luqiu had already told Liu Qingdai everything that had happened in the Wonderous Palace.

"Dead..."

Even Liu Qingxuan was momentarily stunned upon hearing the news. Mu Yunqing wasn’t supposed to die young. Now, he was actually dead.

"Father... Mu Yunqing has been acting all along. Actually, he..." Liu Qingdai reached out, tugged on Liu Qingxuan’s sleeve, and slowly began to speak, telling him everything about Mu Yunqing.

Liu Qingxuan just quietly listened. Until Liu Qingdai finished speaking, he still had no reaction.

"Sigh..."

After a long while, Liu Qingxuan finally let out a sigh. Actually, he had always known that Mu Yunqing’s psyche was somewhat twisted. In this respect, Mu Yunqing truly couldn’t compare to Wen Zhixing. Although Wen Zhixing was also somewhat perverse, he was still within the bounds of an ordinary person. Mu Yunqing, however, had clearly never moved on from his experiences in the Wonderous Palace. Liu Qingxuan had originally thought Mu Yunqing had moved on. It seemed now that he too had been deceived by Mu Yunqing.

"Since he’s already dead, let everything scatter with the wind."

Liu Qingxuan glanced at Liu Qingdai and Bai Luqiu but didn’t say much more. The man was already dead, so there was nothing more to say.

"Father, what about us..."

"Wait for now. Let’s pretend this never happened."

...

And so, another three days passed in waiting.

Xiang Yanwen, not having heard from Mu Yunqing, eventually had to give up. Generally, if someone couldn’t be contacted for an extended period, it was assumed they had met with misfortune. He was pressed for time and couldn’t wait any longer.

「At the gates of the Righteous Sun Sect.」

"Master Liu, we will take our leave first."

In the end, Xiang Yanwen decided to start the journey with Liu Qingdai and Bai Luqiu. As for Mu Yunqing, that could only be attributed to fate.

"I will go with you," Liu Qingxuan said with a light chuckle.

"Master Liu is also coming?" Xiang Yanwen was somewhat surprised.

"I’ve been wanting to go on a journey for a while and never really had the chance. This seems like a good opportunity."

"Hahaha, very good, that’s wonderful!" Xiang Yanwen’s eyes lit up immediately. He had not expected Liu Qingxuan to be willing to go. In his eyes, Liu Qingxuan’s value far exceeded that of Bai Luqiu and Liu Qingdai. And Liu Qingxuan’s cultivation level and talent were unquestionable. If he could join the Purple Cloud Divine Sect, it would be like enlisting a great general directly.

"Father, what about the Righteous Sun Sect..." Liu Qingdai couldn’t help but speak up.

"No worries. I will leave all matters here to Uncle Xu and Uncle Shi from now on."

Liu Qingxuan looked back. Xu An and Shi Yan, grinning, walked out. Both of them also wished to leave this place, but Liu Qingxuan had promised to bring back a Genius Spirit Seed for them later. They only needed to manage the Righteous Sun Sect well. As for the Nine-turns Sun Sutra, he had passed it on. He never thought to keep it to himself. For this cultivation skill, in such a small place, who knew how long it would take to find a suitable person to cultivate it. Liu Qingxuan had waited so many years, only to finally find a Wen Zhixing. Now, he had been taken by others. How helpless.

"Sect Master, you can go with a peaceful mind. We’ll take good care of the Righteous Sun Sect," Shi Yan said with a beaming smile. He had already learned of Liu Qingxuan’s true strength. Both he and Xu An had been shocked at the time.

Damn it!

So the Sect Master is actually this formidable!

Thank goodness we didn’t follow Mu Yunqing down that dark path.

What a stroke of luck!

"Let’s leave quickly," Liu Qingdai urged, already impatient.

"Yes, prepare to set out." Upon hearing this, Xiang Yanwen also nodded.

His palm then radiated with spiritual light, and a gigantic flying boat appeared in front of everyone. This boat was a top-tier Spiritual Instrument used for super long-distance journeys.

"Wait a moment!"

Just then, a frantic voice came from ahead. Several figures were rushing over from not far away.