Yu Yifeng noticed Xiao Chen's strange expression and asked, "What's wrong? The Thousand Feathers Sect has existed for countless millenniums. Have you heard of them, Junior Brother Xiao?"
Xiao Chen shook his head with a smile. "N-no!" Yet, he thought to himself, "It's been several thousand years. Qianyu Nishang, oh, Qianyu Nishang. Don't tell me that you left the Mystic Cyan Sect back then and had gone on to establish your own sect."
Yu Yifeng nodded and continued questioning Perfected Immortal Qing Chen. "Which date has they decided on?"
Perfected Immortal Qing Chen put down the feather in his hand. "Two months later, Widespread Wintriness Sect in Wu Province. Since your two Martial Uncles are still in isolation, I don't plan on attending. I've just discussed this with all your Elders earlier; we plan on sending you to Widespread Wintriness Sect in two months' time."
Yu Yifeng saluted him. "Your disciple accepts your order!" Th
Yu Yifeng took him to a place called Bright Moon Valley located in the back of the mountain. The view of the valley was gorgeous. Flowers of all kinds blossomed beautifully and there were more Spiritual Qi here than in most places. He began letting go of all distracting thoughts and began his mental cultivation. Cultivating here for a day was as effective as cultivating in other places for three days. This place was supposed to be open only to the sect's disciples, but Perfected Immortal Qing Chen had personally given his permission for Xiao Chen and the other two to enter as they wished. In the days that followed, Xiao Chen cultivated inside the Bright Moon Valley in deep concentration. Each day, he would only return after the moon hung high in the sky. One day, after seeing how determined he was, Mu Chengxue couldn't stop herself from laughing at him. "Hey! Why are you working so hard? Don't you know that your Senior Sister Luo is forced to wait for you until late at
There were eight of them going to the Widespread Wintriness Sect. The reason why the sects were all gathered there wasn't that the sect was comparatively larger but that its location in the middle of the East Divine Continent made it a convenient place to convene. After the Flying-cloud Stone left the Jade Qing Sect, Yu Yifeng looked in the direction of the mountain gate and sighed. "I'm really an irresponsible Master. I'm always away nearly all year round..." Xiao Chen patted him on the shoulder with a chuckle. "It's okay. When they're older, they'll understand that their Master is the one who cherishes them the most in the world." Yu Yifeng turned his head around and smiled. "It's been so long but I still don't know what sect and master you are under. From what Unfettered Martial Uncle said, your cultivation techniques don't belong to the Three Pure Sect." Xiao Chen smiled with a rather bitter expression. He didn't reply.
For a little more than half an hour they lingered, before Xiao Chen and Yu Yifeng rode on the latter's sword as they flew to the Hall of Celestial Authority, once the abode of Perfected Immortal Qingxuan who was the head of the sect during his time. They glided further down to the Immortal-slaying Platform; it was there where he was once bound to the massive column of stone that used to stand in the center of the square that served as the execution post for wrongdoers about to meet their fate. The column was no more; broken into halves, its grandeur spent, as it laid half-submerged in dirt and filth. Xiao Chen sighed heavily, his wearied steps slowly bringing him to the edge of the Platform, a precipitous crag that hung precariously to such abyssal depths that even an Immortal would perish if thrown off the cliff and plummet down; hence its name, the Cliff of Fallen Divinity. It was here where he and Hua Weiyang had leaped to their death, he remembered, a
Before long, as they flew farther and farther away, the view of the gorge slowly melted into the scene of lush and dense forests below their feet. Relieved at being able to make it out safely, Yu Yifeng finally asked, "What was wrong with you just now?" Xiao Chen did not answer, merely shaking his head; his eyes were still trained towards the thick copse of forests far away, his mind still lost in the painful reminiscences of his past. Yu Yifeng sighed wearily. "I do not profess to know about your history, my friend. But one should not dwell on the past. Many things are pre-destined that mere grit alone would do nothing to change them. Appreciate what you have presently. There's no point in brooding on your pains and regrets, lest you dishearten those who are waiting for you." He paused for a beat, as if allowing his words to sink in. "You might have not noticed that Sister Luo had wandered alone to the brook at the bamboo grove earlier. Her
Yu Yifeng said lightly, "Lil Chen, you once asked me about the five major sects, right?" Xiao Chen nodded. "Yes. Why?" He did mention it in Jade Qing Sect because he thought of the great devil running out of the Xiao Family's ancient tomb, Gu Feng, who seemed to have many connections with the five major sects. Yu Yifeng said, "The five major sects dominated the whole Violet Manor a thousand years ago. The sects nowadays did not exist back then. The Thousand Feathers Sect is the most long-lasting one which seems to have existed for thousands of years. Therefore, the Thousand Feathers Sect is the leader of the five major sects. The other one is Wuyin Monastery. As for the other three sects, they have been long-forgotten 1,000 years ago." Xiao Chen slightly nodded. It turned out that Wuyin Monastery was also one of the major five. No wonder those sect leaders were respectful to Master Xuan Ji. Xiao Chen suddenly thought of the message in the an
Those youths who had been pressed down by their elders acclaimed one after another. He Xunke shook his head and smiled with disdain. "He Kui, I'll leave this one to you." The tall man was called He Kui, who might have made some mistakes while cultivating some method so that his body was unnormal. He nodded, roared like a beast, and jumped to the stage. The moment he landed on the stage, dirt flew about, and the stage, which was made of fine granite, was shaking. Sikong Yun and Xiaoyue both flew off the stage. Didn't know if she intended or not, she landed not far from Xiao Chen. Xuanyue and the others followed her. Xuanyue glanced at Xiao Chen and did not speak. However, Xiaoyue noticed that Xiao Chen had been looking at her. She turned her head, nodded and smiled at Xiao Chen, which looked pretty friendly. Xiao Chen did not respond and slowly moved his eyes away. He thought, "Qianyu Nishang. Alas, Qianyu Nishang, you framed me thousands of
Each Sword Qi contained strong energy, and one would die if he's not careful. Facing the overwhelming Sword Qi, He Xunke stayed calm and kept smiling. He suddenly tilted forward and rushed forth like a meteor. The crowd was greatly puzzled. Instead of avoiding, he was trying to block head-on. Was this not suicide? However, it was not as they expected. Although the Sword Qi was sharp, they went sideways when they were one inch close to He Xunke. The crowd sighed at this amazing technique which could deviate Sword Qi. Shen Nianxue also did not expect this, and it was too late for her to take back the sword. He Xunke pointed at her waist with his fan. Her body trembled as if being hit by a bolt of lightning, and she lost balance and fell to the ground. But she did not fall down. He Xunke quickly held her waist as her face flushed. The female disciples of the Thousand Feathers Sect had always been clean and untainted. How could she
On the stage, He Xunke smiled gently and said, "Fairy, please!" Xiaoyue did not answer and appeared behind his back, but the figure where she stood before was still there. The crowd exclaimed, "It's the advanced method of the Thousand Feathers Sect, Coalesced Colors Equal to Dust!" He Xunke's brows furrowed. "What the... Is this some clone technique?" He suddenly turned around and swept to the Xiaoyue at his back with the power that could break a tree. But he felt like he hit the water, and the fan crossed her body without obstruction. He Xunke smiled coldly. "It really is just an illusion." But the duster came to him out of nowhere. Although it looked soft, it had the strength that could break metal and stone. "Poom!" He failed to dodge it and was sent flying for meters. On the ground, he panicked. It was just an illusion. How could an illusion attack him? Before he could think further, the Xiaoyue behind him attacked with dus