"Kill soone?"
A clear voice echoed from within the Blood Coffin.
It sounded like a woman's voice.
Imdiately after, the coffin lid flew open, and a figure clad entirely in crimson stood up.
Seen from behind, she bore a striking resemblance to the woman in the portrait.
"Not to kill soone. I want you to lend Zhan'Er a hand and help him succeed in the Northern Wilderness Sword Mansion."
the Profound Celestial Sect's Ancestor said faintly.
"Fine. After this is done, I, Xue Yi, will have nothing more to do with your Profound Celestial Sect."
The Profound Celestial Sect's Ancestor's expression changed the mont she said this.
But he quickly, and helplessly, nodded. "Alright. As you wish."
"Then, now..."
"You may leave the Blood Coffin now. Accompany Zhan'Er under the identity of my Direct Disciple."
As the Profound Celestial Sect's Ancestor spoke, his eyes were fixed on the crimson figure before him, as if reluctant to let her go.
But Xue Yi didn't hesitate in the slightest.
She turned and left.
When she turned, she revealed a face so pale it was completely devoid of color. It was an eerie sight, like that of a corpse that had been dead for a long ti.
Even though she was stunningly beautiful, she still gave people a chilling, hair-raising feeling.
But what was most captivating were her eyes.
They were ice-cold.
Yet filled with life.
A completely different aura from the deathly energy that emanated from her body.
At the sa ti, they held a sharp, piercing quality.
It was as if they weren't a pair of human eyes, but two gleaming, ice-cold swords.
'What a pity...'
Watching Xue Yi depart, the Profound Celestial Sect's Ancestor sighed softly.
It was unclear what he found to be such a pity.
After that, he simply stared at the portrait of the woman's back, completely imrsed in it like a man lost in love, without making another sound or movent.
It seed he had no intention of going after Yang Xiao and the others.
...
「In Xuan Tianzhan's quarters.」
"Is everything ready? This ti, we can only succeed. We cannot fail!"
Seated high in the main seat, Xuan Tianzhan was flanked by two beautiful won. One wore red, the other a long blue dress.
They were none other than Chu Hongluan and Lin Shui'Er, whom Yang Xiao had seen before.
"Everything is ready, Senior Brother Xuan. This ti, we will surely achieve imdiate success."
The one who spoke was a young man below.
He was dressed in a profound-cyan robe that looked quite extraordinary—it was the attire of a True Disciple of the Profound Celestial Sect.
Besides him, a dozen or so other True Disciples in the sa attire were also standing there.
Each one of them had a profound aura.
They were all clearly above the Martial Grandmaster Fourth Layer.
True geniuses.
And the person who had replied was at the Peak of Martial Grandmaster Ninth Layer, even stronger than the others.
However, after hearing his words, Xuan Tianzhan didn't respond. Instead, he looked to the side at another young man, also in a profound-cyan robe, who was also a True Disciple.
What was strange was that he wasn't standing with the others.
And when the others looked at him, there was a subtle sense of distance, as if he wasn't one of them.
But it was very clear that Xuan Tianzhan considered him very important, or rather, was very wary of him.
"Yang Tian, what do you say?"
His expression was unchanged, seemingly indifferent.
But anyone could see that Xuan Tianzhan disliked this person.
His eyes were full of vigilance.
"This little brother will naturally follow Senior Brother Xuan's lead."
In contrast, Yang Tian just smiled nonchalantly, appearing quite graceful.
However, this declaration still failed to put Xuan Tianzhan at ease. Among all the True Disciples present, only Yang Tian had the ability to contend with him.
The others, even those at the Martial Grandmaster Ninth Layer, were no match for him.
Even among the upper echelons, a Venerable Level Supre Elder had said that if Yang Tian hadn't joined the sect only half a year ago, with his talent and aptitude, he would have had a real chance to compete for the Junior Sect Leader Position.
This made Xuan Tianzhan extrely wary.
This was despite the fact that Yang Tian seed to have a naturally indifferent disposition and no intention of fighting for the Junior Sect Leader Position.
But Xuan Tianzhan still hadn't let his guard down.
Therefore, Yang Tian's days in the Profound Celestial Sect were not easy.
The others naturally distanced themselves from him, unwilling to get close.
After giving Yang Tian a deep look, Xuan Tianzhan finally said, "I hope your words are sincere. And rember, this plan is extrely important to our Profound Celestial Sect. If anything goes wrong, not even Elder Lin will be able to protect you."
The reason Xuan Tianzhan saw Yang Tian as a threat was that he had been brought into the sect by Elder Lin.
Elder Lin's prestige was unmatched in the entire Profound Celestial Sect.
Unless the Ancestor himself intervened.
Naturally, Xuan Tianzhan was deeply wary of him.
"Rest assured, Senior Brother. I will do my utmost."
Yang Tian gave a faint smile.
He seed devoid of any worldly passion.
It was impossible to tell what he was truly thinking.
Xuan Tianzhan stared at him intently for another mont before saying, "Fine. I'll trust you this once."
With that said, he stopped looking at Yang Tian.
His gaze shifted forward, toward the courtyard outside the main hall.
In the courtyard stood a stone pillar.
And chained to that pillar was a person.
This person looked quite tall and large.
He wasn't old, but his face was already covered with thick sideburns that connected to a beard, making him look like a burly, whiskered man. At this mont, his wide eyes were fixed in a hateful glare on Xuan Tianzhan, who sat on the high seat in the hall.
His eyes were bloodshot, yet he didn't blink.
He clearly hated Xuan Tianzhan to the extre.
Just then, Xuan Tianzhan happened to look over, and upon seeing his expression, couldn't help but frown.
Seeing him frown, a True Disciple spoke up, trying to curry favor. "Senior Brother Xuan, should we kill this kid with the surna Zhang? He's quite an eyesore."
"Kill him? That's letting him off too easy. He dared to insult Senior Brother Xuan in public. For soone like him, even being baked to death by the sun would be getting off lightly. How could we let him have it so easy?"
another True Disciple said.
Xuan Tianzhan smiled faintly. "He's just an insignificant character. Let him stay there. I, the Junior Sect Leader, am magnanimous. Why would I bother with such a minor figure?"
"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Xuan is right."
The crowd of True Disciples hurriedly agreed.
But in their hearts, they cursed him for his hypocrisy.
'If you didn't bother with people, would you annihilate soone's entire family over a re verbal spat?'
'If you didn't bother with people, would you choose not to kill him, but to torture him day and night, intending to bake him to death under the sun?'
Of course, they didn't dare say this out loud.
Only Yang Tian, who stood off to the side, showed a flash of pity in his eyes.
However, for the sake of his mission this ti, he ultimately said nothing.
CREAK!
And just then, the closed doors were suddenly pushed open.
A crimson figure appeared before everyone.
It was Xue Yi, who had just climbed out of the Blood Coffin.
Her gait was stiff, as if she were a toddler just learning to walk, but her steps were very steady.
She walked toward Xuan Tianzhan, one step at a ti.
Her expression was indifferent.
At the sight of her, the expressions of everyone present changed.
'Where did this woman co from?'
'She's so strange.'
Her face was clearly beautiful to the extre, yet a single glance was enough to send a chill through one's entire body.
Strange.
So very strange.
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