12dz Chapter 127 is of course there is...
Chapter 127 is of course there is...
The next day, Leng Huan and Leng Feng said goodbye at the gate of the Refining Peak. She briefly mentioned the places she might go and then took Leng Yan, who had obtained her father's consent, down the mountain.
Turning past a pavilion, they indeed saw Fu Xun waiting for a long time. Nodding to him, Leng Huan led Leng Yan straight to the foot of the mountain to meet up with the Golden Core Guardians.
Furthermore, regarding the matter of the demon race that Wang Chen mentioned, Leng Huan went to the mission hall yesterday to inquire about any related missions and to distribute them to the disciples.
But there seem to be very few at the moment, perhaps they are not within the scope of the Misty Immortal Sect. Leng Huan told the managing steward to pay more attention to these similar events, and he felt that the bounty list of the Wind Tower might have some clues.
The Wind Tower outpost, located in a super immortal city like Misty Immortal City, is more well-informed. Leng Huan went to check out the bounty board, accepted a mission, and then took Leng Yan to the outpost of the Spirit Medicine Sect next door to buy some miscellaneous medicines and other commonly used talismans.
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"Senior sister, have you decided where you want to go?"
After meeting with the Golden Core Guardian, the group headed to the city gate. Fu Xun took out a small flying boat that He Dian had received, activated it, and asked her about it.
Leng Huan lightly leaped up with Leng Yan and landed on the boat. After thinking for a moment, he looked south and said, "Let's go to Xiaonanshan in Nandu first."
There's a city called Nanshan Prefecture nearby, and the bounty she received was posted by a Nanshan resident who had poured all his savings into it.
Leng Huan took out the mission scroll and handed it to Fu Xun. "Look, the bounty hunter is a disciple of a local small sect. Nanshan City became a dead city three months ago, with no survivors."
Wang Chen has probably arrived at Xiaonan Mountain by now, and it's said he's planning to take Shen Hanyan there to train and solidify her cultivation. Before leaving, he gave Leng Huan a message, agreeing to meet him at Xiaonan Mountain.
Fu Xun took the scroll and examined it: On the night of the Ghost Festival (July 14th), a sudden fog enveloped Nanshan City, sealing it off. Three days later, not a single survivor remained. The government's investigation yielded no results, and they have sealed off the news…
Very unusual. He frowned. "The aggrieved party wants to ask someone to help him go into the city to investigate. He survived the calamity while cultivating at the mountain gate, but his family suffered a disaster."
Leng Huan nodded: "Hmm, it seems he doesn't trust the government, nor does he believe any information from the government."
However, we need to investigate to find out the specifics. Nanshan City is just a small mountain town with very few immortal sects or aristocratic families. There is a small sect nearby, and this bounty hunter entered the sect by chance. When he heard the bad news, he went down the mountain overnight, only to find an empty city with the city gates heavily sealed off by the government.
The Southern Capital Prince's Palace has issued a notice that an evil spirit has been born, causing havoc in the region. The government has dispatched people to investigate and issue arrest warrants, and will surely give the world an explanation.
Leng Huan couldn't help but suspect that this matter was related to the demon race. Although Nanshan City was not large, it still had a population of nearly 80,000. How could it be wiped out in just a few days?
The bounty offered 60,000 spirit stones plus a high-grade spirit herb, a considerable sum, but it had been posted for months without any takers. No cultivator dared to risk going against the Southern Capital government, and the matter itself seemed rather strange. Even the steward was taken aback when she posted the notice.
Wang Chen wouldn't go to Xiaonanshan for no reason; since he went, it's most likely related to something that will happen there.
"Senior sister, why did you decide to take on this mission?" Seeing her deep in thought, Fu Xun returned the scroll to her. "I sense there's danger in it."
Of course it's because you, the arrogant dragon, are going to fight monsters and level up!
Leng Huan stared at him for a few moments, then suddenly spread his hands: "It's okay if I can't finish it. I'll just go take a look first. I'm curious."
"Okay." She always had a reason for everything she did, so Fu Xun had no choice but to go along with her. No matter how dangerous it was, he would still be there for her.
Leng Yan silently observed the two of them for a long time, trying to minimize her presence. Because Fu Xun's aura was too strong, she knew he was a Nascent Soul Venerable, and felt like a mysterious elder of the family. Leng Yan was a little reserved.
But then she thought again, they were engaged, and Fu Xun was her future cousin-in-law. Thinking about it, she suddenly felt that her sister Huan was amazing for daring to get engaged to a Nascent Soul cultivator!
Leng Yan's admiration for Leng Huan grew rapidly, and she silently retreated to a corner to take out a meditation cushion and begin her cultivation.
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The small flying boat was very light and fast, so naturally the spirit stones burned even faster.
So, what would have taken a month to arrive, they reached Xiaonanshan in just twenty days.
Leng Huan sent a message to Wang Chen but received no response. Standing on the hilltop and gazing into the distance, Nanshan City was deathly quiet, indeed devoid of any vitality, as if something had sucked away all its life force.
“We can’t get in touch with Wang Chen or Shen Hanyan.” Putting down his hand, Leng Huan glanced at Fu Xun. “Forget about them. Let’s go into the city to investigate after nightfall.”
"...Senior sister, so you were looking for them." Now that he realized she had an appointment with someone, Fu Xun scrutinized Leng Huan, feeling a little unhappy as he thought about her strange interactions with Wang Chen.
I should be the closest person to her, but ever since the Immortal Alliance Conference, I always feel like she has some kind of secret with someone else.
"More or less." Leng Huan nodded vaguely: "We said we'd meet here and then head south together."
Fu Xun thought to himself, "Oh," and seeing her slightly perfunctory expression, he suddenly grabbed Leng Huan's wrist: "I see. There's still an hour before dark, let's go down the mountain first."
"...What's wrong?" Leng Huan was not used to being so affectionate with men in public, so she subconsciously tried to pull her hand away, but Fu Xun held on tightly. She couldn't pull away, so she had no choice but to follow his lead and walk with him.
"Senior sister, are you and Wang Chen very familiar?" Fu Xun asked in a very ordinary tone, holding her hand.
"..." It's hard to say. Leng Huan was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed, "I guess so. I felt an instant connection with him, like an old friend I hadn't seen in a long time, there was a familiar feeling about him."
A familiar feeling, like that of another world.
Fu Xun stopped in his tracks, glanced at her features, and asked in a slightly deep voice, "A connection? Familiarity?"
It was late and the wind was strong.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Leng Yan and the Golden Core Guardian who were following behind exchanged a glance and stopped in their tracks, not daring to breathe.
Leng Huan stopped as well, puzzled by the question, "What? Can't I have a fellow townsman, a confidant like that?"
Fortunately, Fu Xun only paused for a moment before taking another step and chuckling, "If it's a close friend, of course." As long as it's not a male confidant.
The atmosphere began to shift. After walking a distance, Leng Yan and the other person were far behind. Fu Xun held Leng Huan's hand tightly and asked, "Senior Sister, is there something you're hiding from me?"
The sound of the early winter wind drifted away. Hearing these words unexpectedly, her heart skipped a beat. Leng Huan paused slightly, looked up at Fu Xun, and saw that his expression was perfectly normal.
"Ah, this..." Leng Huan twisted the hem of his clothes with his other hand, "Of course there are..."
Fu Xun's lips tightened into a straight line, and he held her hand slightly tighter. The next moment, Leng Huan said shyly, "Girls have a lot of secrets..." She shook Fu Xun's hand and looked at him with a blushing face, "Junior brother, do you really want to know?"
Fu Xun: "..."
After a long silence, Fu Xun finally stopped asking questions and looked at her calmly, shaking his head as if embarrassed: "No need."
Leng Huan felt relieved, glanced at him shyly with a smile, and took the opportunity to break free from his hand, skipping away like a young girl.
He cursed the plant inwardly; that kid was indeed perceptive.
She usually doesn't meet Wang Chen in public, so she doesn't know how he found out.
Leng Huan will never know that Fu Xun witnessed the first time she and Wang Chen recognized each other. In fact, if his cultivation level had been higher at that time, their secret would have been impossible to keep.
She felt a sense of relief at that moment, thinking that once she passed on the clues about Nanshan City to the sect, she would quickly persuade Fu Xun to go into seclusion.
The outcome was still uncertain, and everyone thought they were the dark horse, but Leng Huan was different; she always knew she was just a noob!
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