0p0 Chapter 385 Give me a face
Chapter 385 Give me a face
Rong Zhao and Hu Sanlang originally intended to avoid the trouble caused by the major sect if they could avoid it.
Moreover, the Taibai Sect has always had a good reputation.
As long as they don't do anything like burning, killing, looting, or harming ordinary people, they shouldn't be an eyesore.
We should treat them with courtesy, and if that doesn't work, we can offer them some benefits. At the very least, we can allow the Taibai Sect to interfere in some sect affairs. All of that is acceptable.
It's good enough to preserve the foundation.
They thought their small territory was nothing to the Taibai Sect, but Ruan Ayao's words were enough to make them wary.
Rong Zhao knew some of the methods that major sects used to deal with minor sects.
The so-called "mountain survey" is mostly just a pretext.
They might find things that weren't there before, label it as a heretical sect, and then use that as a pretext to destroy the sect.
Ruan Ayao also knew that this matter was easy to misunderstand.
However, given the vast difference in size, Illusion Butterfly Mountain lacks the ability to withstand risks and is inevitably prone to panic.
Once words are spoken, they are bound to cause such conflicts.
not to mention--
According to the information obtained, the group from Huandie Mountain are probably desperate criminals who fought their way out of somewhere, and some of them are ruthless and bloodthirsty.
Ruan Ayao has powerful backers, but they are currently powerless to help her; they are too far away to provide immediate relief.
The situation was tense.
A butterfly fluttered down between the two opposing sides. As if sensing the tense atmosphere, it began to flap its wings and flee in panic.
The powdery scales on the butterfly's wings, when illuminated by sunlight, shimmer with tiny, flowing starlight.
Like translucent flower petals.
Ruan Ayao was having a headache.
She was only there to investigate and never intended to cause trouble, but for Huan Die Shan, "trust" was not easy; it was equivalent to entrusting one's own safety to the conscience of the masses.
He was about to say something.
My spiritual senses seem to have a premonition.
Ruan Ayao tilted her head slightly, looking in the direction of the wind, her eyes sharp as if she had noticed someone she was wary of.
Rong Zhao and the others were puzzled.
They also turned their heads to look, following Ruan Ayao's gaze.
The person arrived before the voice.
Fearing a fight would break out, Zhu Wuyao, upon hearing Rong Zhao and Hu Sanlang's voices, raised his voice before even flying forward—
"Since we happen to be passing through your esteemed place, we cultivators should value harmony above all else."
"Gentlemen, would you be so kind as to give Master Wuyan the honor?"
The Silent Daoist?
Rong Zhao was about to sneer.
This Daoist Master Wuyan has recently gained considerable fame, but unexpectedly, he uttered such childish words, saying something about valuing harmony above all else.
But upon seeing the newcomer, his expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in surprise:
"Master Wuyan!"
A word of "speechless" almost escaped my lips.
The words swirled on the tip of his tongue, turning into the phrase "Silent Taoist Priest" just before he uttered them.
Fortunately, Zhu Wuyao has no talent for naming things.
They found a name that was easy to use and adopted it in this way, thus creating many aliases.
Meanwhile, the Taibai Sect had recently witnessed the charisma of Daoist Wuyan.
Seeing her risk her life and have divine intervention to save mortals, it was the perfect time to idolize her as a chivalrous hero.
Furthermore, when Master Wuyan fought Juque alone, Taibai Sect left on its own.
These disciples already considered it a regret in their hearts.
Now that I have the privilege of seeing it again, I exclaimed in surprise:
"It's actually Daoist Wuyan!"
Luo Budao's voice trembled as if he had been cursed for eight lifetimes:
"My goodness, can't you speak human language...?"
As a demon, Luo Budao knew that at such a crucial moment, he should lie low and hide quietly, instead of rushing forward to act as a ignition source.
What about "valuing harmony"?!
Golden Core cultivators are truly skilled and daring, unafraid of being ganged up on!
To Luo Budao's surprise, the name "Master Wuyan" actually worked.
Sounds rose and fell in the mountains.
Listen to the film "The Silent Taoist Priest".
The people from Huandie Mountain stepped forward first, grabbed Zhu Wuyao, and said:
"You're still alive!"
The surprise in his tone seemed genuine.
Ruan Ayao hesitated, unsure whether to be too overtly friendly due to her apparent status, but she desperately wanted to ask her a question—
"It's you again?"
Since our meeting in Zhongling City, this trip to the south has been like being anchored, and no matter what, I can't shake this person off.
Zhu Wuyao clasped his hands in a fist salute to both sides and said:
“If Fellow Daoist Ruan from the Taibai Sect and the two gentlemen from Huandie Mountain trust me, why don’t I act as a go-between and we can sit down and have a frank discussion to avoid any misunderstandings?”
She and Ruan Ayao weren't very close, but they had gone together on several occasions.
It can be confirmed that this trip was not intended to cause trouble.
It wasn't just that Luo Budao's account of the Ghost Sorrow Mountains' past corresponded with Ruan Ayao's old story, that gave the Taibai Sect a reason to explore the Illusionary Butterfly Mountain.
Also because—
She owed Ruan Ayao a favor, and if there were any major conflicts, she would be the perfect ally.
Why not take advantage of it?
As she was thinking about these things, Zhu Wuyao turned to look at Rong Zhao and said:
"Don't pinch my arm yet."
Rong Zhao awkwardly withdrew his hand.
It's simply unbelievable.
They had searched high and low without finding it, but then it came to them effortlessly. Over the years, she and Hu Sanlang had searched for the person without success and had met many famous young people, but they had never received any news of him being left out.
Today, this old friend, who had been missing for over a decade, suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
It is none other than the recently rumored Master Wuyan!
This speechless silence was incredibly close to her.
Unfortunately, Rong Zhao and Hu Sanlang were not good people. Even with their rare "kindness," it was not enough to support them in helping Master Wuyan when he was being hunted down.
People with different paths will naturally find it difficult to meet.
Speechless, she was already there. If Rong Zhao and Hu Sanlang could entrust their rare "trust" to anyone, it would be her.
Without asking for details, he nodded and said:
"You make the decision."
This greatly surprised Ruan Ayao, who was on the other side.
Unexpectedly, this autumn leaf has many friends; he can run into old acquaintances on any random mountain.
Seeing Zhu Wuyao turn to look at her, seemingly seeking her opinion with her gaze, Ruan Ayao pondered for a moment and nodded, saying:
“My disciples from the Taibai Sect have descended the mountain, while your followers from the Huandie Mountain Sect have joined the sect.”
"How about the four of us set up a banquet and serve tea here on this hillside?"
Before Rong and Hu from Illusion Butterfly Mountain could nod, another voice came from the side; it was Luo Budao:
"Five people! Five people! And me too!"
Ruan Ayao had already noticed Luo Budao's presence. She glanced at him, subtly revealing her relationship with Zhu Wuyao, and asked in front of the two from Huan Die Shan:
"The girl you asked me to go with you to rescue, isn't she here?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wuyao also remembered it.
On the way, they were so busy avoiding the Juque Sect's reinforcements that they didn't even stop to rest or check on Ge Mingsheng's whereabouts.
Ruan Ayao had already set out the tea table.
Zhu Wuyao sat down on the futon and said:
"Let me check the messages first."
After saying that, he took out the wooden box by himself. As soon as he opened it, Zhu Wuyao saw the blood-stained note and his pupils contracted sharply.
what happened?