Lady Su’s Revenge

Jiuli Region, Wanjian Sect—the top secret place.

Wen Tingshan stood quietly in front of the teleporting matrix with his hands crossing behind his back. With traces of time, he looked more experienced and older, but…his figure was still tall, upright and imposing, like a sharp sword rushing into the sky.

Behind him, there were four practitioners, three men and one woman. All of them were young and in the early stage of Yuanying Realm.

“Master, what are we waiting for?”

The only female practitioner among them, Ying Qiao’er, spoke in a low voice. She had never seen the master take such a serious attitude.

Although Wanjian Sect was a small sect in the eyes of others, they, as personal disciples, naturally knew some of the secrets of Wanjian Sect. For example… the head of Wanjian Sect, their master, was much stronger than those of smaller sects and reached at least Huashen Realm!

For another example, their sect had much more cultivation resources than other smaller sects, and there was no need to go out to scramble for those barren spiritual mines. But in order to maintain the image of the sect, the master had always to go out to act, which was also very hard.

This time… four of them unexpectedly discovered that there was even a teleporting matrix in their sect, which should belong to those big sects. Although they could not recognize that this was an ancient teleporting matrix, they were literally surprised.

As expected, there were secrets hidden everywhere in their sect.

“Don’t ask too much. The people who come are all your senior fellow apprentices and senior sister apprentices. Remember, we belong to the same line.”

Wen Tingshan enjoined the four people, but still felt it was not enough, so he added, “They are just like you, disciples trained by my Wanjian Sect. They have lived in Wanjian Sect since they were young. Don’t forget about that!”

“Yes, we see!”

The four people who could become Wen Tingshan’s personal disciples were naturally intelligent. They looked serious and answered in unison.

Hum!!

Suddenly, the quiet teleporting matrix made a humming sound, and the bright white light glowed sharply. Wen Tingshan’s face looked slightly solemn. Who would lead…this time?

“Coming!”

Ying Qiao’er murmured, with her bright and round eyes staring into the matrix.

Swish—

The light faded, and thirteen people appeared in the matrix.

So many people!

The other three personal disciples of Wanjian Sect looked at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other’s eyes. The number of disciples cultivated secretly by the sect was twice as that of the personal ones?!

“It seems that our Wanjian Sect is mostly the foreign branch sect of this force. I don’t know the comparison between this force and Jiguang Sect?”

When Cheng Sheng, the chief personal disciple of Wanjian Sect, thought that, the thirteen people in the matrix had already walked to the front of Wen Tingshan.

“Are you the one to guide us?”

When Su Li saw Wen Tingshan’s face, she was not surprised. As early as when Ling Mo said “a sect of Sword School”, she guessed that it was mostly Wanjian Sect.

Hua Yan gave her a brief account of this. Wanjian Sect, a small sect in Jiuli Region, was established thousands of years ago. Because one of its disciples married into Jiguang Sect, ordinary sects did not dare to offend it, and it had survived to this day.

Even the original name was used until now. They were bold.

When Su Li was thinking, Wen Tingshan’s brows wrinkled. The leader was a strange woman… He had never seen her before. Did something happen to Ling Mo? Could this person be trusted?

“Lord Wanjian, it turns out to be you.”

Seeing that the atmosphere became more and more nervous, Jiang Run stood up from Su Li’s back, clasped his fist to salute, and calmly said, “I am Jiang Run.”

Wen Tingshan’s nerve calmed, and he said, “It’s you, kid. How about your master these days?”

“My master is pretty well.”

Jiang Run smiled and nodded. Then he said, “This is Lord Qingshui. She just joined my sect. The news between Juecheng City and the outside world is not spreading fast. You probably haven’t received any of it, Lord Wanjian.”

“I see.”

The defense in Wen Tingshan’s eyes faded a little. He clasped his fist and said, “My name is Wen Tingshan, the lord of Wanjian Sect.”

Su Li gave him a salute reciprocally and said in a gentle tone, “My name is Qingshui. I am a newcomer. If I do something offensive, please forgive me, Lord Wen.”

Wen Tingshan’s brows wrinkled insignificantly, without showing any other expressions. He nodded and continued, “I have had discussions with him about Tianjiao Battle. How about you being the elder of Wanjian Sect for the time being, Lord Qingshui? “

“It’s fine. You can arrange it at will.”

“It’s so good. Let’s go out first. Time is tight. Two hours later, the spiritual boat of Jiguang Sect will come here and take us for a ride.”

Wen Tingshan simply said. Then he turned around and walked outside, revealing a sense of resoluteness.

Only when he turned around, his question suddenly popped into Jiang Run’s head.

“Jiang Run, could you tell me who made the decision of Qingshui’s leading?”

Jiang Run lowered his head subconsciously and transmitted the sound in silence, “It’s Master…”

…

Su Li listened to the sound transmission of the two people, showing no trace on the surface.

Wen Tingshan’s soul realm was not as good as the Nature Soul, and with Jiang Run’s low-level cultivation, it was a piece of cake for her to eavesdrop the sound transmission of them.

However, after only listening for a moment, she withdrew her divine awareness.

Wen Tingshan asked mostly about her origins, and Jiang Run couldn’t answer that either. At most, he said that Lord Qingshui was not suitable, which was meaningless.

It really didn’t make sense.

Wen Tingshan walked while pondering. Wanjian Sect had been hiding in the dark. This time, they sent a total of seventeen people to the Tianjiao Battle, which was extremely high-profile, and it was absolutely impossible for them to send more people. There was no suitable candidate in Wanjian Sect.

That being the case, he could only believe in Ling Mo’s choice.

“Fellow practitioner of Wanjian Sect.”

Suddenly, Su Li’s voice sounded behind his back. Wen Tingshan slowed down his pace, and immediately retreated to walk side by side with Su Li. He asked in a deep voice, “Fellow Practitioner Qingshui, what can I do for you?”

“You’re too polite.”

Su Li smiled, “Wanjian Sect is not a big sect. It was not appropriate to send seventeen people to fight in Tianjiao Battle.”

Wen Tingshan’s footsteps stagnated, and his gaze at Su Li was with a lot of suspicion.

How could she know that this was Wanjian Sect? It was ridiculous that Ling Mo asked this woman to go to Tianjiao Battle. Did he tell her all the information from the outside world?

A newcomer who had just joined for a month?

“Fellow practitioner, don’t woolgather.”

Su Li chuckled and said in a free and ethereal tone, “In my opinion… it’s better to separate at least half of your men to join Jiguang Sect. And it is not easy to attract attention that they are said as the secretly cultivated disciples of Xuan Jingzhou.”

“Jiguang Sect… They even told you this?”

Wen Tingshan slowly asked, and his right hand hidden in his sleeve quietly made finger gestures.

“Do you mean Fellow Practitioner Zui?”

Su Li seemed to have not noticed Wen Tingshan’s movements. She shook her head and smiled, “No, I just happened to have been to Jiuli Region before joining the sect. The matter of Su Yue, who was from your sect, joining Jiguang Sect was blazed back then. After I joined the sect, I naturally thought of it.”

“I see.”

The gesture in Wen Tingshan’s sleeve disappeared, and he said indifferently, “Next time, please speak clearly, so as to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.”

Su Li narrowed her eyes and nodded lightly.

Wen Tingshan glanced at her deeply, and turned his head, “Let’s go, the spiritual boat of Jiguang Sect is waiting.”

Seeing that the two seemed to be at odds, Jiang Run was ashamed, and hurriedly said, “Lord Wanjian, although I think it is inappropriate for Lord Qingshui to go to Tianjiao Battle, she is definitely not an enemy. Lord Wanjian, please don’t bear any prejudice against Lord Qingshui because of my words.”

“Boy, it’s none of your business. Don’t worry about it.”

Wen Tingshan casually comforted him.

He still didn’t let go of his doubts. It was impossible to see something only in a month, such a short time. What if Qingshui intended to hide her secrets?

Although he didn’t know why Ling Mo trusted this woman so much, but…since she got here, he had to be responsible for the Linli Building!

After a while, everyone walked to the end of the stone road. Then Wen Tingshan made a blue light by waving his sleeve.

Swish—

The stone gate slowly opened, and the beautiful and verdant landscape came into view. On a huge platform not far from the stone gate, a huge spiritual boat was docked quietly. Seeing the stone gate opened, a few streams of light left the spiritual boat and fell in front of the crowd.

After the streams of light dissipated, an old man with a stern face and goatee, who wore a robe patterned by clouding of Jiguang Sect, appeared.

“Nice to meet you, Lord Wanjian.”

When Wen Tingshan saw him, he looked a little relaxed and also clasped his fist, “It turns out to be Elder Huo. Thanks for your hard work.”

The old man with goatee smiled, and he was involved in the wrinkles on his face. The harsh face made his smile extremely hideous. “Don’t mention it. I have to do my last bit for the sect before my bones rot.”

Jiang Run and the others were throbbing. Compared to Lord Qingshui’s gentle and beautiful appearance, Elder Huo’s face was so horrifying that it could scare off many people.

“Elder Huo, you are a little bit over the top.”

Wen Tingshan smiled faintly, standing aside, “These are my four personal disciples of Wanjian Sect. This time we trouble you to lead us to Shengxian Mountain and enrich our experience. As for this… This is Qingshui, who comes from the holy land. Please arrange positions for the twelve people who will join in Jiguang Sect.”

Wen Tingshan thought over and over again. Finally, he didn’t add highly colored details, but told the truth.

When the old man with goatee heard that, he became serious and held his fist solemnly, “I am Huo Shichun, the Fourth Elder of Jiguang Sect! I am delighted to make your acquaintance.”

Su Li nodded lightly, and a gentle voice came out under the veil, “Elder Huo, please offer us your timely help.”

“It’s my pleasure.”

Huo Shichun laughed and waved his hand, “It shouldn’t be too late. Let’s set off as soon as possible. If we are late, there should be no accommodation.”

“Okey.”

Wen Tingshan nodded and turned around to enjoin the four people including Ying Qiao’er, “You have to listen to Elder Huo along the way, and don’t cause trouble to Jiguang Sect, understand?”

“Yes!”

The four people all responded, but Elder Huo was a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, they should listen to Lord Qingshui’s words.

“Let’s go.”

Su Li suddenly spoke, and Huo Shichun immediately returned to his senses. He hurriedly bent over, gesticulated and said, “Please come with me.”

Then, Huo Shichun first turned into a stream of light and flew into the deck of spiritual boat. Under his operation, the protective shield outside the spiritual boat turned up a hole on itself, and the crowd flew into it without hesitation.

Wen Tingshan raced to the bottom of spiritual boat, and looked at the people sternly on the deck of spiritual boat.

“Don’t trust Qingshui too much. If there is something wrong, you should play to the score.”

Hearing these words, Huo Shichun, who was controlling the tactical matrix of spiritual boat, immediately contracted his pupils, and his mind was shaken. He tripped and even almost fell into the spiritual stone box.

He couldn’t even trust the lord from the holy land… What was happening?!