Chapter 132 The Dao Always Exists, Uppermost of Mountain Sea Sect l

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It was still Ye Lingyu’s voice, clear as ever.

However, at this moment, Wang Ba felt a chill run through his bones.

He immediately turned to look at Ye Lingyu.

He saw ‘Ye Lingyu’ looking coldly at Zhao Feng, her face worn and cold, an expression completely out of place for her age, personality, and even gender.

Zhao Feng fell silent upon hearing her words but did not refute them.

It was clear that he accepted what ‘Ye Lingyu’ had said.

‘Ye Lingyu’ sneered and laughed mockingly:

“Ha ha, good! Good disciple! Your actions do not belittle my nurturing of you, just as Lu Yuansheng behaved!”

Zhao Feng shook his head slightly: “Master, I am not like Senior Brother Lu.”

“What’s the difference? One betrayed his master and ancestors, and the other abandoned the Sect!”

‘Ye Lingyu’ snickered: “1 once considered Lu Yuansheng to be my heir, but unfortunately he deceivingly faked his death and left. I turned to nurturing you, hoping that you would inherit my teachings after my Metamorphosis… ha ha…”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng sighed and asked:

“Master, why deceive me? Did you really nurture Senior Brother Lu just to cultivate an heir?”

“Why did Senior Brother Lu fake his death and leave? Don’t you know yourself?”

“Just like how you nurtured Junior Sister Ye, giving her your personal magic sword early on, was it really just to probe the covert members of the Tianmen Cult?”

Hearing Zhao Feng’s successive inquiries, ‘Ye Lingyu’s’ face momentarily froze, but she did not react angrily. Instead, she sighed wistfully:

“It seems that your clear sword heart can see through everything.”

“However, you should be able to sense that I do not have any such intentions towards you.”

“I… truly view you as my heir and nurtured you as such.”

Zhao Feng fell silent, then slowly bowed deeply towards ‘Ye Lingyu’:

“Zhao Feng has always been grateful for Master’s guidance and nurturing. However, my path differs from Master’s and that of the East Saint Sect, and in the end, we do not conspire together.”

“Path?”

‘Ye Lingyu’ murmured the word, shaking her head lightly: “Today’s cultivators are all greedy, seizing the natural world for their own gain—what path is there?”

“I cannot agree with Master’s words. In Zhao Feng’s view, fearing death is a path, sacrificing oneself for a greater good is a path, courage and determination is a path, cautious advance is a path, killing is a path, stopping is a path, living is a path, death is a path. Everything has a path, everything is a path.”

“The Path is always there, but the mind is not always still.”

Zhao Feng clarified his thoughts to ‘Ye Lingyu’, every word deliberate and precise.

Hearing these words, Wang Ba felt a subtle stirring in his heart.

‘Ye Lingyu’ seemed slightly taken aback for a moment, then she looked at Zhao Feng with a complex expression:

“You are truly a natural-born cultivator!”

Soon, her face softened into a calm and profound expression:

“As you said, my path is to protect the Sect. For this, I would bear the infamy of taking over a disciple’s body in order to survive, to assist the Sect Master, and to reclaim the legacy of my East Saint Sect!”

“So, I only ask you one thing, will you return with me?”

A Class-Ill magic sword quietly descended into ‘Ye Lingyu’s’ hand.

She stared intently at Zhao Feng.

The atmosphere instantly became heavy.

Zhao Feng heaved a sigh.

He boldly looked up, determination flashing in his eyes while conveying his resolve to the opposition.

Wang Ba, sensing the tense mood, had already prepared himself to flee at any moment.

He couldn’t help sighing to himself.

These cultivators were each cunning to a fault. Qin Heng, the House Master of the Rectification Room in the East Saint Sect, who everyone thought had died during the incident at East Saint Sect that night, had in fact managed to pull off a great escape right under everyone’s noses.

Many of their seemingly casual actions were fraught with deep significance.

It was normal when you thought about it. Younger cultivators may be preoccupied with their cultivation and less focused on extraneous matters.

But the likes of Elder Qin, an old-hand Golden Core cultivator, even if they were not originally adept at such tactics, they would have become cunning through years of pondering and practice.

The kind of cultivators who after thousands of years of training still had the intellect of an average person were undoubtedly rare.

Wang Ba suddenly remembered that Ye Lingyu had once said that Elder Qin never considered qualifications when taking on a disciple. Now it seemed as though Qin Heng had already exposed his flaw at that time.

But at that time, no one thought much of it. They simply believed Elder Qin was overly indulgent of his young disciple, going so far as to give her his personal magic sword for self-defense.

“It’s a pity about Ye Lingyu…”

Wang Ba felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

He truly felt sympathy and pity for this innocent and bright girl.

But he had no intention of getting involved.

Nor did he have any fanciful notions of saving her.

Not only did he not have any, but he also wanted to get away from this place as fast as possible.

Just as ‘Ye Lingyu’ and Zhao Feng were about to clash, and Wang Ba was preparing to run away,

A distance away,

There was a sudden, thunderous explosion of powerful Mana fluctuations from the direction of Yushui City!

“Ji Lan, you killed one of our elders, so I’m taking all the Golden Cores of your East Saint Sect as compensation!”

“Haha, Ning, my friend, don’t be rash. Look at this—what is it?”

Before his words had faded,

Suddenly a clear ‘cackle’ echoed in the air!

A massive purple Spirit Beast appeared in the skies over Yushui City, spreading its wings!

The purple Spirit Beast was so enormous that even Wang Ba standing far away could see it clearly.

“Fanming?!”

“No! That’s not right!”

“There are no eyes on the wings!”

Upon closer observation, Wang Ba noticed the difference.

Although they were both purple, if one looked carefully, they could see that this Spirit Beast and the Fanming in the East Saint’s territory were of two different breeds..