Chapter 290
The Heart of an Extraordinary Immortal
Chapter 290 The Heart of an Extraordinary Immortal
Upon hearing Shi Yixian's words, Bai Ning'er shrugged and said, "You've misunderstood something. Qingxiao Sect is not a secular sect, much less a dynasty. What we pursue is longevity and immortality. The sect leader will definitely become an immortal, and he will rule Qingxiao Sect forever."
Shi Yixian looked at him and pressed, "Then do you think he will never change?"
“Of course,” Bai Ning’er said without hesitation.
Shi Yixian froze, his eyes turning strange.
Bai Ning'er felt no discomfort at his gaze.
Bai Ning'er came to Wenxian Temple to investigate its background. Although Wenxian Temple could not compare with cultivation sects like Qingxia Sect and Baiyuan Valley, and had not yet been taken as a target for investigation by Qingxiao Sect, he felt it was necessary for him to make the trip.
After hearing the story of Shi Yixian, he initially found it interesting, but after learning more about it, he realized that Shi Yixian was no ordinary person.
A person with extraordinary talent who can endure the humiliation of being rejected by the emperor and ultimately chooses to live in seclusion in the mountains is destined for success.
If he eventually becomes an enemy of the Qingxiao Sect, that would be bad.
Before the rise of Qingxiao Sect, there were too many seemingly powerful sects in the martial arts world, and even the Great Li Dynasty collapsed. He did not want Qingxiao Sect to encounter another enemy like Li Qingqiu.
Bai Ning'er asked with a smile, "Master Shi, I would like to stay here for two days to learn more about the Compassionate Immortal of Salvation. Is that alright?"
Shi Yixian smiled and said, "Of course."
Afterwards, Bai Ning'er asked a few more questions, which Shi Yixian answered one by one.
After chatting for a while, Shi Yixian finally saw Bai Ning'er off from the main hall. He didn't see her off personally, but instead summoned a disciple and asked the disciple to arrange accommodations for Bai Ning'er.
Shi Yixian stood at the threshold, watching Bai Ning'er leave. He was shrouded in shadow, his beautiful face devoid of a smile, appearing extremely cold, his eyes filled with disdain.
The compassionate sage behind him slightly swayed his arm.
……
Night was falling.
Bai Ning'er lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep. He rested his head on his hand and looked out at the bright moon.
Having been at Wenxian Temple for two days, he increasingly felt that Shi Yixian was acting strangely.
Shi Yixian never taught his disciples to cultivate; he only had them plant flowers and grass or chant scriptures to the Compassionate Immortal.
Can such a sect truly be considered a cultivation sect?
He suspected he had misjudged Shi Yixian; this fellow could never become someone like Sect Leader Li.
“You can’t see the problem just by looking at it like this. The more powerful a person is, the more they will hide themselves.” A voice came from inside the house, startling Bai Ning’er into turning her head.
On the opposite bed, the disciple of Wenxian Temple was lying on his back with his eyes closed, as if he were sleeping.
Bai Ning'er didn't expect him to say such a thing. In the past two days, this disciple had been very enthusiastic and seemed to have no ulterior motives, so Bai Ning'er didn't have much of a guard up against him.
"What do you mean by that?" Bai Ning'er asked calmly.
"You claim to be a disciple of the Qingxiao Sect. Do you think Shi Yixian would show you if he had any problems?" the Wenxian Temple disciple continued to ask.
Bai Ning'er remained silent.
He was suddenly enlightened. He thought that he could gain trust by pretending to be kind and casual, but little did he know that the identity of a Qingxiao Sect disciple was a huge threat to other sects, and they would never let their guard down against him.
only……
"Who exactly are you? Why did you join the Wenxian Temple?" Bai Ning'er turned around and asked the disciple.
The disciple, with his eyes still closed, replied, "If I can answer you, you should be able to guess my true origin. However, I cannot tell you my identity. This is my mission, not a free mission I received in the training hall."
Bai Ning'er's eyes widened. He had always known that Qingxiao Sect had disciples specifically responsible for infiltration missions. These disciples were very mysterious, and the missions they carried out were personally arranged by the sect's higher-ups and were not under the jurisdiction of the Training Hall.
Unexpectedly, the sect had also planted such a spy in Wenxian Temple.
Judging from my observations over the past two days, Shi Yixian clearly values this disciple highly.
Bai Ning'er suddenly felt that Qingxiao Sect was not as upright as he had imagined, but this thought actually made him feel relieved.
The sect was not arrogant and remained cautious in dealing with potential threats from secular forces.
"I see. Now that you're here, I won't worry about it anymore."
Bai Ning'er smiled and lay back down. He didn't ask about the disciple's identity to avoid putting the other party in a difficult position.
The disciple fell silent.
The moon sets and the sun rises.
The two walked out of the house one after the other. The disciple immediately reverted to his usual warm demeanor and took the initiative to fetch water for Bai Ning'er, which filled him with emotion.
The disciples of Qingxiao Sect were all full of vigor, but no one expected them to bend their backs while carrying out a mission.
Bai Ning'er originally planned to go down the mountain after noon, but unexpectedly, before he could pack his luggage, a rainstorm suddenly struck.
Rumbling--
A sudden, deafening clap of thunder shook the mountains and forests, which were then shrouded in mist after being washed by the heavy rain.
Bai Ning'er stood under the eaves, watching the trees around Wenxian Temple sway in the downpour, his thoughts drifting away.
Despite his constant travels and jovial demeanor, Bai Ning'er harbors ambitions. He aspires to be a brilliant genius like Zhao Zhen, Yun Cai, and Jian Du, but unfortunately, he lacks their talent; he's merely an ordinary person with good fortune. Bai Ning'er also harbors ambitions for the next martial arts tournament.
He also wanted to make a name for himself.
"I wonder what Fellow Daoist Bai is thinking about, why is your brow so furrowed?" Shi Yixian's voice came, causing Bai Ning'er to turn her head to look.
Shi Yixian, holding an umbrella, walked through the path inside the temple and into the courtyard.
Bai Ning'er watched him come to her side, then smiled and said, "I'm getting ready to go back to the sect. I'm thinking about my cultivation plan."
Shi Yixian smiled and asked, "As expected of a disciple of the number one sect in the world, you have even made a detailed plan for your cultivation."
Seeing that the rain was unlikely to stop anytime soon, Bai Ning'er started chatting with Shi Yixian.
The heavy rain poured down, relentlessly torturing all things in heaven and earth.
Sudden.
A series of whooshing sounds pierced the thunder and came from the horizon, startling Bai Ning'er and Shi Yixian. They turned their heads to look and saw cultivators riding flying swords through the rain. Visible white mist swirled around them as they passed through the forest and quickly landed on the eaves in front of them.
There were twelve people in total, all wearing the same blue robes from the Qingxiao Sect.
Bai Ning'er raised an eyebrow; he recognized the leader.
Xiao Wudi!
At thirty-two years old, Xiao Wudi had already reached the ninth level of the Nourishing Yuan Realm, and he was considered a strong contender for first place in the next martial arts tournament.
He stood on the roof, his physique imposing, his black hair casually draped over his shoulders, like a proud lion standing tall. His brows were full of arrogance, his chin slightly raised, looking down at Shi Yixian with disdain.
Xiao Wudi didn't have a deep impression of Bai Ning'er, and Bai Ning'er wasn't wearing the Qingxiao Sect's Taoist robes. He looked down at Bai Ning'er and the other person and said, "I am Xiao Wudi, a true disciple of the Qingxiao Sect. This mountain has been requisitioned by the Qingxiao Sect. You must either move away or close your temple. You must not interfere with the Qingxiao Sect's collection of spirit stones!"
Collecting spirit stones?
Bai Ning'er was stunned, and the confusion in her heart was suddenly resolved.
So Shi Yixian was hiding here because there was a spirit mine here?
But how did the sect find out about this?
He thought of the disciples of Wenxian Temple who shared a room with him.
Upon hearing this, Shi Yixian frowned and asked, "Isn't the Qingxiao Sect a bit too domineering?"
Xiao Wudi sneered, "The Xuan Dynasty reveres Qingxiao. Does that mean your Wenxian Temple stands before the Xuan Dynasty? It is already merciful enough that it allows you to cultivate immortality and recruit disciples. Do not be greedy. If you comply, Qingxiao Sect will not treat you unfairly and will bestow wealth upon you."
"Is worldly wealth of any use to our cultivation sect?" Shi Yixian asked, barely suppressing his anger.
Xiao Wudi said in a deep voice, "I'm not here to discuss this with you!"
The other Qingxiao Sect disciples all turned their attention to Shi Yixian. These disciples were all highly skilled, and even Bai Ning'er felt pressured by them.
Shi Yixian couldn't help but look at Bai Ning'er, his eyes filled with pleading.
Bai Ning'er coughed lightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Shi, I advise you not to oppose our sect. Only by occupying the spirit mine can we become stronger and better protect the world. If you want to cultivate immortality, there are many ways. You can even come to Qingxiao Sect to buy pills. Don't have any improper thoughts."
Having said that, he leaped into the air, and the Qingxiao Sword flew out of his storage bag, quickly landing at his feet, carrying him towards the horizon under the torrential rain.
Xiao Wudi and the others glanced at Bai Ning'er, not expecting that he was also a fellow disciple.
They turned their gaze back to Shi Yixian. The downpour couldn't fall on them, but it formed a mist around them, while lightning intertwined in the sky behind them, lengthening their shadows and pressing down on Shi Yixian.
Faced with such pressure, Shi Yixian took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
"It was my mistake; I shouldn't have obstructed Qingxiao's will," Shi Yixian said with a smile.
Xiao Wudi frowned, feeling that the other party was mocking him, but the sect leader had given an order that as long as the other party did not resist, they should not go on a killing spree.
He immediately waved his hand, and the disciples on both sides shot off in different directions like arrows, quickly disappearing from sight.
……
July has arrived, and the weather is gradually getting hotter.
Li Qingqiu entered Lingxiao Courtyard, and Xiao Wuqing, who had been waiting for a while, immediately bowed to him.
After Li Qingqiu took his seat, Xiao Wuqing said, "Sect Master, the spirit mine in Zhongtian Prefecture has been taken over by my elder brother. The reserves of this spirit mine are astonishing. The total reserves of all the spirit mines we currently control cannot compare to it. I have already informed Hall Master Li."
Upon hearing this, Li Qingqiu smiled and exclaimed, "Excellent! The disciple who discovered this spirit mine must be richly rewarded."
Xiao Wuqing continued, "No one left their name on this intelligence report."
Li Qingqiu was not surprised. Instead, he nodded and said, "Yes, I will handle it personally."
Xiao Wuqing knew that Li Qingqiu also controlled a mysterious branch of forces. The intelligence was not left anonymous, so it probably came from that force.
"Sect Master, there's a small sect of cultivators next to the spirit mine called Wenxian Temple. Could there be something fishy about this?" Xiao Wuqing continued.
Li Qingqiu said indifferently, "It is precisely because there is a spirit mine that people nearby can comprehend the path of cultivation and more easily embark on the path of cultivation. This makes sense. Of course, we still need to investigate what needs to be investigated. Remember, we must not harm the innocent or insult people. If we can reason with them, we should do so first."
"Yes!"
Xiao Wuqing responded, saying he wasn't too worried, but he wanted to find out the potential threats.
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(End of this chapter)