12dz Chapter 291: Feeling suspicious
Chapter 291: Feeling suspicious
At dawn, soft rays of light penetrated the thin clouds and fell on the roof of the sect, reflecting a faint golden glow, adding a sense of peace to this usually solemn and dignified place of cultivation. In the distance, the mountains were undulating, and the clouds and mists were lingering in between, like a fairyland on earth, and in the near distance, the spiritual plants in the courtyard were nourished by the spiritual energy, stretching their branches and leaves, flickering with a faint light, as if telling the experience of last night's cultivation.
Yun Yao was wearing a moon-white training robe, with her black hair falling down behind her like a waterfall, tied up with a simple jade hairpin. A few strands of hair playfully fell on her fair neck, adding a bit of agility to her. She moved lightly through the dense forest behind the sect. Every blade of grass and every tree here was like a close friend to her. Every rustle of leaves and every beam of light that came through the gaps between the branches seemed to be talking to her softly, conveying the mysteries of nature and the fluctuations of spiritual power.
At this moment, Yun Yao was concentrating on practicing a wonderful technique that she had just obtained from the system. She closed her eyes tightly, waved her hands, and drew mysterious arcs in the air. The spiritual power surged at her fingertips, attracting the surrounding spiritual energy as if summoned, and gathered towards her, forming a spiritual energy vortex that was visible to the naked eye. As the technique was running, her body was gradually enveloped by a faint halo, as if she had merged with the mountains and forests, becoming a part of the spiritual energy cycle of heaven and earth.
After a long time, Yun Yao slowly finished her practice and exhaled a breath of turbid air. The turbid air was mixed with wisps of spiritual energy and dissipated in the air. She slowly opened her eyes, and the light in her eyes flickered, just like the bright stars, revealing the joy of successful practice and the yearning for a higher realm. Today's practice has made her control over spiritual power a little more refined, and her heart is full of joy. She gently smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes, and walked towards her residence with a satisfied smile.
However, the moment Yun Yao stepped into the room, the heavy and oppressive atmosphere in the room was like an invisible wall, slamming into her, instantly shattering her good mood. She looked up and saw Chu Mochen standing tall in the room. His usually cold but gentle face seemed to be covered with frost, his black eyes burning with rage, staring at the ground.
Yun Yao subconsciously followed his gaze, and suddenly, her heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand, and she almost couldn't breathe due to the pain. There were countless crystal clear fragments scattered on the ground, each of which exuded a unique spiritual power fluctuation. It was the remains of a rare magic weapon. She had seen this magic weapon before. Chu Mochen spent a lot of effort and went through countless hardships and obstacles to find it from a mysterious relic, just to help her break through the bottleneck of cultivation.
Before Yun Yao recovered from her shock, Chu Mochen erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time. With his eyes wide open, he took a step forward, and his tall figure instantly covered Yun Yao in a shadow. He asked sternly, "Yun Yao, this is the magic weapon I found for you to help you break through. Why are you so cruel to destroy it?" The voice seemed to be wrapped in ice chips, hitting Yun Yao word by word, making her ears buzz.
Yun Yao stared at Chu Mochen with eyes wide open, her face full of astonishment, her lips trembling slightly, she wanted to open her mouth to explain, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't make a sound for a while. Her heart seemed to be in turmoil, and she couldn't understand why things turned out like this in just a short moment. She had never seen Chu Mochen treat her like this, and the anger and disappointment in his eyes were like sharp blades, piercing her heart.
Yun Yao looked around in panic, trying to find a clue or a trace that could explain herself, but everything in the house was the same as before, except for the broken magic weapon on the ground, there was no other abnormality. She was anxious and just wanted to explain, but she saw Chu Mochen suddenly flicked his sleeves, and the wide sleeves brought a gust of wind, as if sweeping away the last bit of warmth between the two. He turned around and strode out the door with big strides, his steps were resolute, without stopping for a moment.
"Mochen, listen to my explanation..." Yun Yao finally found her voice. She rushed forward desperately, reaching out to grab the corner of Chu Mochen's clothes, but her fingertips only touched the cold air. Tears were swirling wildly in her eyes, and she was about to burst out. Her chest seemed to be filled with a huge rock, making it difficult for her to breathe. The grievances and confusion in her heart overwhelmed her like a tide. She stood there, looking at the direction where Chu Mochen left, tears streaming down, wetting the ground under her feet.
Who was behind all this? A flash of lightning flashed through Yun Yao's mind, and in an instant, a name emerged - Liu Yan'er. This scheming and jealous woman had been against her at every turn since she entered the world of cultivation, framing her time and again. The current situation was most likely her doing.
Yun Yao bit her lower lip until blood oozed out of it, her hands clenched into fists at her sides, her nails deeply embedded in her palms, she secretly vowed to find out the truth and clear her name. But at this moment, looking at the broken magic weapon, it seemed that the trust that she and Chu Mochen had built up with great difficulty was also broken, her heart seemed to be torn apart, and she almost fainted from the pain.
Outside the door, the sun was still bright, but Yun Yao felt as if she was in an ice cellar, with a bone-chilling chill. She slowly squatted down, and with trembling hands, she picked up the fragments of the magic weapon on the ground. Each piece seemed to carry the memories of her and Chu Mochen in the past, but now it has become like this. She held the fragments carefully in her palms, and tears fell one by one, hitting the fragments, splashing tiny tears.
After a long time, Yun Yao slowly stood up. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her inner turmoil. She knew that she couldn't give up at this moment. If she was depressed, it would only make her loved ones sad and her enemies happy. She suppressed the grief in her heart, put away the fragments of the magic weapon properly, then walked to the table, sat down, and poured herself a cup of tea.
The steam rising from the tea blurred her vision. She looked at the hazy water vapor, as if she saw every detail of her acquaintance with Chu Mochen. From the initial confrontation to the later hand in hand, every scene seemed to be reproduced as if it were yesterday, so clear, yet so distant. She took a sip of the tea, and it tasted bitter, just like her mood at the moment.
Yun Yao silently told herself that she must cheer up, not only to find out the truth and repair her relationship with Chu Mochen, but also to continue on this path of cultivation and live up to the mission she came here to carry. She put down the teacup, stood up, walked to the window, looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and a determined light gradually ignited in her eyes.
At this moment, the familiar voice of the system rang in her mind: "Host, don't be too sad. This must be a deliberate frame-up. The most urgent thing is to calm your mind, find the flaws, and clear your name." Yun Yao nodded slightly and responded softly: "I know, system, thank you, I will not be defeated so easily."
After that, Yun Yao turned around and began to carefully check every corner of the house, not missing any clues. She knew that the truth was often hidden in these subtle places, and as long as she was careful enough, she would be able to find the key to solve the mystery. At this moment, she seemed to have turned into a detective, with sharp eyes and steady movements, not missing any clues that might be related to the truth.
As the inspection deepened, Yun Yao discovered that the spiritual power fluctuations in the house were a little abnormal. Where the magic weapon fragments were scattered, the spiritual power seemed to be forcibly disturbed by an external force, and some traces of disordered spiritual power remained. She squatted down and carefully observed these traces, gently touching the ground with her fingers, trying to feel the characteristics of the remaining spiritual power. With the knowledge given by the system and her own keen perception, she gradually discovered that this disordered spiritual power exuded a feminine aura, which was somewhat similar to the spiritual power attributes of Liu Yan'er.
Yun Yao's heart moved, and she stood up, frowning, thinking to herself: It seems that it was indeed Liu Yan'er who did it, but how did she sneak into my room, and why was she able to destroy the magic weapon without anyone noticing and put the blame on me? There must be many unnoticed conspiracies behind this.
She paced back and forth in the room, thinking about various possibilities in her mind. Suddenly, she stopped, her eyes lit up, and she thought of a key point - Liu Yan'er had been very close to a casual cultivator who was good at hiding. It was said that the casual cultivator could hide his figure in the public eye, like a ghost. Could it be that Liu Yan'er used his power to sneak into her room and create this farce?
Thinking of this, Yun Yao decided to start with the casual cultivator and find out the truth. She straightened her clothes, calmed down, and then strode out the door. At this moment, her eyes were firm, revealing an indomitable courage, as if she was a soldier about to go to the battlefield, just to protect everything she cherished.
In the sect, disciples came and went, each busy with their own training and tasks. Yun Yao shuttled among them without attracting too much attention. She deliberately concealed her emotions, not wanting others to see that she was different. She walked all the way to the place where the casual cultivator often appeared, silently thinking about how to ask him after seeing him, how to get useful information.
They came to a quiet valley, where the spiritual energy was thin and few people visited. It was the place where the wandering cultivator usually practiced. Yun Yao looked around and saw that the valley was full of strange rocks and weeds, with a sense of desolation. She walked forward cautiously, alert to the movements around her, for fear of alerting the enemy.
Just as Yun Yao approached a dilapidated hut, a slight noise suddenly came from inside. Her heart tightened, she stopped, hid behind a huge rock, held her breath, and listened quietly to the movement inside the house.
"You did a good job this time. This is the reward promised to you." A familiar female voice came into Yun Yao's ears. It was Liu Yan'er.
"Hmph, it's a trivial matter. But Chu Mochen is stupid enough to fall into the trap so easily." A hoarse male voice responded, presumably it was the casual cultivator.
"He is now completely disappointed with Yun Yao. Next, we just need to add fuel to the fire and they will definitely break up completely." There was a hint of pride in Liu Yan'er's voice.
Yun Yao gritted her teeth behind the boulder, her hands clenched into fists, her heart burning with anger. It turned out that the two of them were in collusion and framed her. She resisted the urge to rush in and question them, and continued to listen to their conversation, wanting to get more information.
"What are you going to do next?" asked the casual cultivator.
"I have received news that the sect will have an important training in the near future. I will try to put Yun Yao in a desperate situation during the training. By then, even if Chu Mochen wants to reconcile, he will be powerless." Liu Yan'er said with a sneer.
Yun Yao was shocked. She didn't expect Liu Yan'er to be so cruel. Not only did she want to destroy her relationship with Chu Mochen, but she also wanted to kill her during the training. She knew that she had to come up with a plan as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
After Liu Yan'er and the wandering cultivator left, Yun Yao walked out from behind the boulder and looked in the direction they left, with determination and resoluteness in her eyes. She secretly vowed to expose Liu Yan'er's conspiracy before the training and let her receive the punishment she deserved. At the same time, she must protect herself during the training, and put aside the past grudges with Chu Mochen, and work together to face the unknown challenges.
At this moment, the sun was setting, and the sky was dyed a brilliant red, like a magnificent painting. Yun Yao stood in the valley, her figure stretched out slenderly, facing the sunset, striding towards the sect, her back revealed an indomitable spirit, as if announcing to the world that she would never be easily defeated by fate.