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Chapter 352 The Young Singer's Journey 21
Without thinking, she shook her head, quickly banishing the distracting thoughts from her mind. Just as she was about to ask Xiao Yu if she needed help, she noticed that Xiao Yu was looking at her curiously, while the area around the carriage was unusually quiet.
Wu Xin glanced curiously outside the carriage and saw that the twenty-five assassins who had surrounded the carriage had all fallen to the ground.
Silent and still, like withered leaves swept away by the autumn wind.
There were no signs of struggle or fighting around these people's bodies, and apart from a thin red mark on their necks, there were no other injuries.
Wu Xin's pupils shrank suddenly, his face filled with shock.
He stared incredulously at the corpse on the ground, a surge of indescribable horror welling up inside him.
These assassins...were all killed by Xiao Yu?
He was sitting right across from Xiao Yu the whole time, with only a few feet between them, yet he didn't notice anything at all.
When did Xiao Yu make his move? And how did he do it?
He knew absolutely nothing about any of this!
Wu Xin looked at Xiao Yu, only to see him still sitting there with a faint smile on his face, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial matter.
"What exactly is your cultivation level?" Wuxin finally couldn't help but ask.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu answered truthfully, "Of course, it's the Free and Easy Realm!"
Wu Xin chuckled, glanced at Xiao Yu, his eyes filled with disbelief: "If you don't want to say, you don't have to."
After saying that, he snorted coldly, strode back to the carriage shaft with all his might, picked up the whip, and continued driving.
Xiao Yu shook his head helplessly. These days, nobody believes you when you tell the truth.
His current cultivation level is only at the Free Realm, but what he used just now was not cultivation level, but the powerful mental energy accumulated from decades of hard work in his previous life.
Under the suppression of the rules of this world, Xiao Yu's mental power has reached the highest level that can be achieved, and its power is comparable to that of a half-step Divine Travel expert in this world.
The unique nature of telekinesis gave him a significant advantage in battle, making him even more formidable.
It can be said that he is invincible below the Divine Travel realm; above the Divine Travel realm... he can raise his cultivation to the Divine Travel Profound Realm.
at any time!
This world is just so unreasonable!
Some people diligently practice for decades but still cannot reach the realm of carefree immortality; while others, who have never practiced martial arts, can become sword immortals the moment they pick up a sword.
Right? Xie Xuan.
Thousands of miles away, a scholar in white robes carrying a book box suddenly sneezed without warning, as if touched by some mysterious force.
He subconsciously looked back, his gaze seemingly piercing through mountains and rivers, trying to capture that inexplicable feeling.
Just then, a clear and strong premonition welled up in his mind: "Go to Snowmoon City quickly."
Xie Xuan muttered to himself, "Going to Snowmoon City? Has something happened there?"
……
Time flies, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.
The secret of the golden coffin has now spread far and wide, and everyone knows about it.
It turned out that the golden coffin did not contain gold and silver jewelry, nor martial arts manuals, but rather a young monk who had mastered all the martial arts of the Rakshasa Hall.
This monk is none other than Ye Dingzhi, the former leader of the Demonic Sect who led the Eastern Expedition, causing great damage to the martial arts world of the Central Plains and countless deaths among the people. He is also the current young master of the Heavenly Outer Heaven Sect—Ye Anshi.
When people in the martial arts world learned of this secret, they were all stunned.
Why are you trying to put someone else's future leader of a demonic cult into a coffin? What are you trying to do?
The twelve-year agreement to lock up the mountains and rivers has come to an end. You either release the people as agreed, or you break the agreement and eliminate them completely.
Why go through all that trouble to stuff a person into a coffin and transport them all the way from Hanshan Temple to Jiulong Temple?
They only sent Tang Lian, the eldest disciple of Snow Moon City, to accompany and escort them. Although Tang Lian is one of the best among the younger generation, it seems a bit frivolous to ask him to do this.
Now look what's happened, the person is missing!
Tianwaitian is searching for people all over the world in Beili. Do you think we should kill them if we see them?
Kill them!
The martial arts world of the Central Plains broke the contract first and has no grounds for complaint.
Let's not kill him!
Those are remnants of the evil cult; how can they be let off lightly?
And most importantly, where did Ye Anshi go?
This question made Wushuang City, where Wuxin was last seen, the focus of the martial arts world.
Wushuang City, which had been deserted for over a hundred years, had never been so lively.
Countless martial arts practitioners flocked to the scene, attempting to find out Wuxin's whereabouts. Some even made unfounded speculations that Wushuang City had captured him.
Looking at her seriously injured disciples, Song Yan was already upset, and now, with these martial arts figures causing trouble, she became even more irritable.
Unfortunately, several elders were making sarcastic and mocking remarks, which almost drove him crazy. However, he was helpless and could only suppress his anger and explain to those who came to inquire that Wushuang City had not captured Wuxin.
After two months, Song Yan was utterly exhausted. A once healthy person had become so haggard that she was almost unrecognizable.
These past two months have been an ordeal for Song Yan Hui. She has been under immense pressure, both physically and mentally, and has become extremely thin and haggard.
Meanwhile, Jinxian, the eunuch in charge of the Court of State Ceremonial, was also questioning the meaning of life.
Jinxian and Wuxin were old acquaintances; they had even drunk together before, so he believed he knew Wuxin quite well.
So after Wuxin disappeared, Jinxian confidently led her people to Dafanyin Temple, intending to wait for the rabbit to come to her.
But who would have thought that this wait would last for nearly two months, and apart from being on edge and seeing enemies everywhere, they couldn't even catch a glimpse of a ghost.
With Emperor Mingde's mission to the Western Regions nearing its end, and her own mission still making no progress, Jinxian grew even more anxious.
If he found Wuxin but was powerless to take him away, that would be one thing; but now that he hasn't even found the person, that's a completely different matter. It makes him and the Court of State Ceremonial look even more incompetent than not being able to take Wuxin away.
As long as Wuxin's whereabouts are not found, his mission will not be over, which means he cannot return to the palace for another day.
So this is simply...
Very good!
Jinxian didn't smile outwardly, but she was secretly delighted.
As for Baili Dongjun, Sikong Changfeng, and Li Hanyi of Snow Moon City, they were no longer as composed as usual.
After two months of searching through spiderwebs without finding Wuxin's whereabouts, the three began to feel uneasy.
Is this monk dead?
Thinking about it this way, Baili Dongjun, who had previously been nonchalant and kept saying he wanted to give the younger generation a chance to hone their skills, suddenly became unsettled.
The original intention of making the pact to lock the mountains and rivers was to protect Brother Yun's only bloodline.
If his arrogance and negligence led to the child's death, he couldn't imagine how he would face Brother Yun in the afterlife.
Baili Dongjun was unusually anxious and uneasy. He couldn't even care less about drinking and missing Yueyao. He started to personally urge the Spider Web to find the person.
We demand to see him alive or dead!