Refining the Mountains and Rivers

The name 'Qin Yu' had recently been very famous in the Saint circle. Almost no one had not heard of or didn't know about him. They all knew enough to feel shock when they heard news regarding him and looked bewildered. Because from the start till now, almost no one had seen Qin Yu fight.

The cultivator from Western Mountain felt the bewildered looks and gritted his teeth, "I swear that it was Qin Yu!" He glared at elder apprentice brother and Thousand Faces, "In front of the altar, the one in the blood red robe was Qin Yu. Do you dare to admit that?"

"A man in a blood red robe!" This description provoked two people present. One was Xu Shi, who was complaining about what he had experienced to the Half-Saint from the Xu Family. He was completely stunned and there were tears in his eyes. He looked funny and strange.

He thought of the purple source of life that he had been so close to. It was so close that he could reach it just by extending his hand, yet, it had been stolen. Xu Shi swore to never forget that scene ever!

That person was also wearing a blood red robe.

Qin Yu. It was Qin Yu!

Xu Shi's eyes immediately reddened as he grinded his teeth and growled, "Qin Yu! We simply cannot exist together!"

On the other hand, the Half-Saint from the Xu Family turned green as he cursed. You bastard, why are you acting crazily. Qin Yu is now the son-in-law of the Peach Garden. Just thinking about the Spring Master made his entire body go still.

Saints was just a collective term and there were actually different categories for them. The most basic divisions were the Half-Saints in the Sea of Bitterness and the True Saints at the shore. Although there were all Saints, one kind was still bitterly fighting against the attacks from the Sea of Bitterness and had yet to completely achieve their Great Dao. On the other hand, True Saints had already reached the shore and achieved their Great Dao.

Was there a need to explain the difference between them?

Moreover, many years back, the Spring Master has been publicly acknowledged to be the strongest True Saint…although fights did not normally occur between Saints, if the Xu Family Half-Saint were to be remembered, it would not be good when the Spring Master then came for revenge.

All in all, they could not provoke the Peach Garden!

But now in front of everyone, the Saint still wanted to preserve his reputation. The Half-Saint of the Xu Family said, "Xu Shi, you are tired. Take a rest."

"Father! The one that I just told you about who stole my purple source of life was a cultivator in a blood red robe. Now that I think about it, it must be Qin…"

Before he could say the last word, the Half-Saint from the Xu Family slapped his back. 'Pa', Red flashed in Xu Shi's eyes as he fainted with a 'Plop'.

The Xu Family's Half-Saint's expression did not change as he said blandly, "Xu Shi has fainted from exhaustion, bring him away to rest." Cultivators from the Xu Family stepped forwards and quickly carried him away. Their actions looked well-rehearsed and this seemed like a common occurrence.

"Xu Wei, I seem to recall you mentioning that you had been targeted by a man in a blood red robe as well…" A female cultivator exclaimed.

She did not speak loudly yet numerous eyes fell on her.

Xu Wei looked unwell. This woman was his newest catch from the Lost Garden. After all, if he was skilled, anywhere was his playground.

With regard to this, after the incident, he had said it blandly with the intention of not putting himself down. Hence, he had made some adjustments to the story and the conclusion was that he had been set up and suffered a bit.

It was just something that he had boasted about in bed with her. However, having this brought up in the current situation was too scary.

Especially when he sensed the gazes concentrated on him. Xu Wei felt like strangling the woman in front of him as well as himself.

Bastard, why did he have to boast! Even if he wanted to boast, he should have chosen something better…this was just hurting himself!

This won't do. I cannot just die like this. Just now, the Half-Saint from the Xu Family did not even care about his reputation as he knocked his own son unconscious.

Even a Half-Saint cannot afford to offend the Peach Garden. How could he, a rogue cultivator, say anything? It was as good as asking for a death sentence.

"You heard wrongly, I said green robe." Xu Wei coughed lightly. He struggled to keep his hand from trembling as he pulled her into his embrace. "Since you are sick, you should rest well and not talk nonsense."

The woman in his embrace understood what was going on and closed her eyes as she pretended to play dead.

But everyone there today were not idiots, much less the Saints. They could tell what was going on. Since there was really a person in a blood red robe, this matched what the cultivator from Western Mountain said. Did Qin Yu really enter the Lost Garden?

As this thought entered their heads, a heavy scheming thought fell upon all of them - Think about it, the Peach Garden secretly sent their disciple into the Lost Garden and no one knew about it. What was the end result? All the cultivators who entered that mountain had died. More importantly, Qin Yu was nowhere to be found. He did not come out with everyone else.

That's not right, there was someone missing. The third disciple of the Peach Garden, White Phoenix. He had entered the Lost Garden with the chief disciple of the Peach Garden and Lei Xiaoyu. But he was missing now! Did he die in the Lost Garden? Originally, this had the highest possibility. However, now that they suspected a conspiracy was in play, they did not think so anymore.

Hmm…something was still not right. The one who had been following behind the Peach Garden's chief disciple was their eighth disciple, Lei Xiaoyu. It was not this fair and long-legged beauty in front of them. But the Peach Garden only had two female disciples, so if she was a disciple of it, she could only be Peachy or the seventh disciple, Thousand Faces. This meant Thousand Faces could have pretended to be Lei Xiaoyu.

Everyone's eyes widened as their emotions went haywire. They were thoroughly confused by the Peach Garden.

There was definitely something definitely wrong!

Messy, it was so messy.

Sensing everyone's gazes, elder apprentice brother could not help but sigh internally. Even he himself was starting to wonder if Master had done something secretly. After all, with his junior-apprentice brother's appearance, all problems seemed to point at the Peach Garden.

Moreover, there was seventh apprentice sister's mask, third apprentice brother's disappearance and junior-apprentice brother's…there was no way to explain everything.

Thousand Faces took a step forward. Her pretty face was taut and her voice cold, "That's right. The one that the Western Mountain disciple is talking about is my junior-apprentice brother from the Peach Garden. Is there a rule that says he cannot retaliate? Whether it was Nine Heads from the Western Mountain or other people, they chose their own treacherous path. Was my junior-apprentice brother supposed to obediently wait and die?

"If they are dead, it means that they were ill-fated and not capable, that's all. My elder apprentice brother is heavily injured and he cannot be waylaid. He has to quickly go for treatment. If you all want to know exactly what happened, you can head over to the Peach Garden for an explanation."

There was silence.

The expressions of many Saints soured. Although we are afraid of the Peach Garden, how dare you, a small junior-apprentice, be so bold?

But today, no one dared to stop the two of them from leaving. The chief disciple's condition was really bad. If anything happened to him, or even if nothing happened to him, some fault may fall on them.

After all, that person from the Peach Garden was not someone who was very friendly. It was fine if you didn't greet him, but if you irritated him, the outcome would not be good.

The cultivator from Western Mountain grumbled angrily, "Saints, the Peach Garden's conspiracy has killed numerous talented cultivators. Are we just going to let them leave? Where is the justice in this? Our dead brothers and sisters will feel so wronged!"

The corners of Thousand Faces' mouth curled up slightly as she looked at him coldly, "You can try and stop us." In the dead silence, she assisted elder apprentice brother, "Elder apprentice brother, let's go."

At this moment, the expressions of the Saints shifted slightly as they subconsciously moved backwards. Their first thought was to not get dragged into this and they wanted to pull themselves out. Who did not fear death…and would actually dare to attack a disciple of the Peach Garden.

Bom -

A loud sound could be heard and Thousand Faces dropped her arm and spat out fresh blood. The injury on her white face suddenly showed signs of rotting. The blood that she spat out instantly turned black, giving off an extremely smelly smell.

Elder apprentice brother frowned, "Seventh apprentice sister, let go of me."

Thousand Faces turned her head and wiped the corners of her mouth, "Elder apprentice brother, don't worry. This is just a small injury. I am fine."

He looked forward, "A Saint dared to attack my junior. You must be powerful but let me remind you that my Spring Master's temper is not good and he has always been short-tempered. I am afraid that he will be extremely unhappy with what you just did."

Dragon Mountain was expressionless as he walked forwards; the aura surrounding him was devastating. "Even if the Spring Master is here, if you won't hand Qin Yu over, don't think about leaving."

With a Saint attacking, the entire scene turned grim. Those that reacted quickly, hurried to take a few steps back.

The reason was simple. Although Dragon Mountain Half-Saint was not super famous, the Saint circle was small and even if they had not met him, they had all heard about him.

They all knew a little bit about his strength and style. Since he had stepped out with this attitude today, they had reason to believe that he had someone supporting him.