Chapter 59: The Loli Old Woman’s Slap
Above the main peak of the Xuan Xing Sect.
A waterside pavilion built amidst the clouds hung over the悬空 mountain peak. An artificial, huge circular lake was excavated on top, with several elegant waterside pavilions and towers built among them, all supported by beams and pillars suspended over the water.
Beneath one of these pavilions, Elder Wang Shouren and Lei Wanjun were seated on either side of a chessboard, engrossed in their game. Two young attendants in white clothes, holding feather dusters, stood beside them with their eyes cast down, occasionally serving tea and wine.
After placing a piece, Wang Shouren glanced at Lei Wanjun’s stern, angry face and asked, “Elder Lei is still upset?”
“Hmm?” Lei Wanjun looked up and paused, then stroked a wisp of short beard under his chin. “I’ve been wondering what the purpose of that group attacking the Young Miss and the others was.”
“The Seven Kill Gate takes money to do things, they must have been hired by someone.”
“The question is, who hired them?” Lei Wanjun’s brow furrowed deeply. “Those three girls… one is a descendant of the Saint Emperor, one is the Xuan Xing Sect’s Young Master, and the other is just a girl with no known background… Elder Wang, who do you think the Seven Kill Gate was targeting?”
Wang Shouren understood his meaning.
As one of the Five Great Sects, the Xuan Xing Sect had countless friends, and naturally, countless enemies.
If the previous attack was aimed at Xiao Yunluo, then it meant that the matter was likely instigated by one of the other four sects, who were also among the Five Great Sects.
And if it was aimed at Feng Yu Die, then it meant someone had their sights set on her Saint Emperor bloodline.
It shouldn’t be aimed at Pei Lianxue.
Wang Shouren wasn’t entirely sure who the target was, and said, “Once we capture the leader of the Seven Kill Gate, won’t we know by asking?”
“Heh, easy for you to say.” Lei Wanjun shot him a look, placed a piece, and said, “The disciples we sent out haven’t brought back any useful information so far. Those people are nothing but street rats, they’ve burrowed countless holes across the four domains, who knows when we’ll find them.”
“Did we alert them?”
“Probably not. I only sent a few trusted disciples to search for the Seven Kill Gate leader’s whereabouts, precisely to avoid alerting them. Otherwise, if the rats truly wanted to hide, I’d have to turn over every inch of land in the Western Regions…”
“That’s true, unless the Sect Master herself takes action, it’s truly difficult to catch them.”
“Sigh— The main thing is that the Seven Kill Gate secretly got hold of the Xuan Xing Sect’s sect formation diagram. This has touched the Xuan Xing Sect’s inverse scale. If the Xuan Xing Sect doesn’t take serious action, those people will undoubtedly become even more lawless in the future.”
At this point, Lei Wanjun’s eagle-like brows furrowed, and he forcefully placed a piece, cursing, “Normally, the Xuan Xing Sect doesn’t like to interfere in the affairs of other sects, do they really think the Xuan Xing Sect is a vegetarian? Who gave them the guts to stir up trouble?!”
*Boom—*
As Lei Wanjun’s anger surged, a thundercloud suddenly gathered in the previously cloudless sky.
Wang Shouren glanced at the thundercloud and reminded him:
“Elder Lei, please don’t get angry. If your Wrathful Thunder divine ability disturbs the Sect Master’s cultivation, then…”
“Hiss—”
Upon hearing him mention the Sect Master, Lei Wanjun took a deep breath.
The thundercloud above, formed by spiritual energy of thunder, instantly turned from black to pure white, his angry face shifting to a smile.
“I’m scared too…” he pouted and stated, “Before, when I accidentally disturbed her nap, she directly threw me from the Xuan Xing Sect to the border of the Western Regions and told me to ‘return after I’m done farting.’ That time, I flew for over a month on my sword to get back to the Xuan Xing Sect…”
“Hahahaha…” Wang Shouren couldn’t help but chuckle. “The only person in the Western Regions who would compare your Wrathful Thunder divine ability to a fart is the Sect Master herself…”
“Sigh—it still hurts to talk about it.”
At this moment, a Xuan Xing Sect disciple quickly strode across the waterside platform and approached them.
“Elder Wang, Great Elder Lei.”
“What is it?” Lei Wanjun glanced over.
The disciple lowered his head slightly and replied, “About an hour and a half ago, someone was engaged in a private fight in a mountain lake next to the Xuan Xing Sect.”
Lei Wanjun’s eyebrows twitched slightly upon hearing this.
Wang Shouren quickly interjected, “Causing trouble around the Xuan Xing Sect? That’s strange. But this matter should be reported to the Central Peak, why is it being reported to Elder Lei?”
“It’s like this…” the disciple bowed his hands and explained, “During the private fight, one of the disciples participating in the sect selection was abducted. Her name is Feng Yu Die. I suspect this matter is related to what happened in the back mountain of the Xuan Xing Sect last time, so I’ve come to inform you.”
*Crack—*
Upon hearing this, Lei Wanjun’s eagle eyebrows knitted sharply, and he slapped the table.
“Outrageous!”
The previously white thundercloud instantly turned black again and expanded several times its size.
*Boom—*
The sound of thunderclap resounded throughout the Xuan Xing Sect.
Wang Shouren took a deep breath and hurriedly reminded him, “Hiss— Elder Lei!! Don’t get angry… the Sect Master, she…”
Before he could finish.
This time, above the thundercloud, a giant hand with skin like congealed fat suddenly appeared.
The giant hand blotted out the sun and the moon, and on its back were several “”.
From the number of “”, one could tell that its owner’s anger was comparable to a biting rabbit.
In the next moment, its five fingers closed, directly grasping the thundercloud in its palm.
With a few crackles and pops, when the hand opened again, the thundercloud had vanished without a trace.
Because the thundercloud was crushed, Lei Wanjun was instantly backlashed, almost losing his footing, and the spiritual energy in his sea of consciousness exploded.
“Cough—”
Wang Shouren quickly stepped forward and patted his back, soothing him with spiritual energy, and reminding him, “I told you, Elder Lei, don’t get angry. If you summon thunder again, the Sect Master will definitely send you to the border of the Western Regions again.”
Lei Wanjun swallowed, took two deep breaths to quell his anger, and then looked at the reporting disciple, saying, “Continue.”
“Yes!” The Xuan Xing Sect disciple cast a fearful glance at the sky, then continued, “This matter was reported by a Qi Refining Stage cultivator brought back by Bai Yuexin, a disciple of Tianyun Peak.”
“A Qi Refining Stage cultivator?”
“Yes, according to that person, he was walking and chatting with Feng Yu Die in the woods when they were suddenly attacked by a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator…”
“Where is that person now?”
“He’s in the sect’s medical clinic,” the disciple lowered his head. “He also said that there are some things he wants to hand over to an elder of the Xuan Xing Sect.”
“…Lead the way.”
Lei Wanjun pondered for a moment, then looked at Wang Shouren and said, “Elder Wang, we can play this game another day.”
“It’s alright, I have nothing much to do either, so I’ll go with Elder Lei to see that Qi Refining Stage disciple.”
…
In a private room on the second floor of the Xuan Xing Sect’s medical clinic.
Lying on a bed by the window and watching the thundercloud appear in the sky and the hand that crushed it, Ye Anping’s heart was filled with mixed emotions.
He knew that it was Lei Wanjun’s divine ability that had disturbed Si Xuanji, and she had crushed it with her hand.
Although he had seen it before, watching it on a computer screen was a completely different experience from witnessing it with his own eyes.
The “loli old woman” Si Xuanji’s slap…
It was quite shocking…
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