novelraw Chapter 27 : Chapter 27
Chapter 27 : Chapter 27
Chapter 27: The Sect Master
“Night's End, Day's Dawn?”
Su Wantian only felt that this name was magnificent and awe-inspiring, not like that of a demonic or unorthodox path.
But if one were to savor it carefully, one would feel a kind of “I alone am the honored one,” “the whole world is muddled and I alone am clear, the whole world is drunk and I alone am sober” evil feeling.
Night's end, day's dawn.
Only after the night passes does the day dawn.
Today, the righteous path is flourishing.
In this saying, whose “night” is the “night,” and whose “day's dawn” is the “day's dawn”?
“Precisely.”
Jing Yi nodded with a slightly solemn expression.
“After you join the Tai Xuan Sect, you will have to cultivate diligently for a few years. After that, you will naturally have the opportunity to descend the mountain and travel. At that time, you must be extremely careful of this organization. Miss Xun, I know that your talent is astonishing and far beyond what we ordinary cultivators can achieve, but there are countless geniuses in this world, and very few of them can grow up. There is no harm in being a little more careful.”
A tall tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.
Everyone knows this principle, but Jing Yi didn't say it, not because he thought Xun Qiu knew it in her heart, but simply because she wouldn't understand if he spoke in a complicated way.
He then emphasized:
“The mysterious leader of that Night's End, Day's Dawn is second on the Heavenly Rankings, with a cultivation that is second to none, only a notch below the Immortal Alliance's leader, and even above our Sect Master. Below him, there are also many members of the Ninth Story and Perfected Person Realm, all of whom are famous on the Earthly Rankings and have many solid, renowned battle records. It can be said that every one of them is a leading figure of their generation, a chosen one of heaven, and not much inferior to you, Miss Xun… probably.”
By the end, he himself was a little unsure.
To cultivate to the Fifth Realm in three days, to beat down a Demonic Cult member of the Sixth Story while being of a lower realm, to master the “Myriad Things Ninefold Likeness” in two or three moves, to comprehend the mysteries of the Tai Xuan Heart Sutra in four or five moves.
Even if someone told him in a year that Xun Qiu had broken through the immortal tribulation, he would believe it.
To say to such a person that “so-and-so's talent is not inferior to yours” was really too much of a challenge to his nerves.
Xun Qiu, who knew that this was probably the organization that Yun Qingping belonged to, had not felt from the beginning that this was a force to be wary of.
On the contrary, she felt that the stronger it was, the more backers she had.
She immediately made a couple of sarcastic remarks at him and skipped over the topic.
At noon, the convoy arrived at a small city called “Changge.” Jing Yi, along with Xun Qiu and Su Wantian, bid farewell to the convoy and let them return on their own, while he took the two of them for a little walk in the city.
According to him, the situation was urgent, and he was seriously injured.
He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to last until the Tai Xuan Sect, which was ten thousand li away, so he used some methods to contact the sect's elders, and they had to wait here for a while.
Until the afternoon, a jade pendant engraved with the words “Tai Xuan” that he wore on his person suddenly became hot.
Immediately after, everyone in the city suddenly felt their hearts tighten.
It was like waking up one day to see a continuous downpour, and subconsciously being infected by the oppressive and gloomy atmosphere.
It was also like being suddenly covered by a huge object overhead, as if the whole world was filled with eyes staring at oneself, causing one's chest to tighten.
It was like this for the others in the city, but Jing Yi, Xun Qiu, and Su Wantian's feelings were even more direct.
They were the key targets of this “aura.”
They only felt that the surrounding air had turned into steel in an instant, evenly pressing on every inch of their skin.
A moment later, this uncomfortable aura suddenly dissipated, and immediately after, they felt their vision blur.
The world suddenly dimmed for an instant.
The streets and alleys, the voices of people, the chirping of birds, and the barking of dogs in Changge City all disappeared, covered by a layer of darkness like a thin veil.
And in the next instant, new sights and sounds poured into their five senses ethereal clouds and mist, a rugged and long mountain staircase, cold and fresh air that made one feel clear-headed and open-eyed, the faint scent of herbs, the long cries of birds and cranes playing and frolicking in the clouds and mist from time to time.
Su Wantian couldn't hold it in for a moment and knelt on the ground with a dizzy head.
Xun Qiu had the same feeling, but she reacted faster and supported herself with her hand on the ground.
Only Jing Yi managed to endure the dizziness and nausea brought about by this instantaneous change in the world.
When their senses had improved, the three of them also saw clearly where they were.
This was a quiet little courtyard located on the top of a mountain.
They were with their backs to the courtyard gate, and in front of them was a continuous and winding long staircase of green stone, covered with moss.
It extended all the way down, disappearing among the flowers, birds, grass, and trees.
And when they looked further, they could see a mountain peak in the distance that was even higher and more majestic than this one.
That mountain peak rose and fell naturally.
From bottom to top, there were a total of thirty-three Daoist palaces, full of vitality and lush with fine trees, almost integrated with nature.
The pavilions, small bridges, and flowing water between the trees could be vaguely seen.
In addition to the quiet and elegant atmosphere, in front of the other Daoist palaces, one could see a magnificent and grand martial arts field paved with white marble bricks, as well as some more ordinary brick and tile rooms.
Jing Yi saw the familiar scene, suppressed the surprise and doubt in his heart, and turned to the two who were still confused about the situation and said:
“This is the Tai Xuan Sect. It seems we were brought over by an elder from afar.”
Su Wantian was still a little dizzy and couldn't help but exclaim:
“Truly the means of an immortal.”
Xun Qiu, on the other hand, turned around, wanting to see what kind of courtyard this was, but as she expected, she couldn't see anything.
She only felt that this place was ordinary and unremarkable, not much different from the dilapidated courtyards in the village where she was born.
A guess faintly formed in Jing Yi's mind.
He told the two not to speak, and went to the courtyard gate himself, performed a junior's salute, and said in a loud voice:
“Disciple Jing Yi thanks the Sect Master for saving me!”
After a moment, a voice came from inside.
It was cold and otherworldly, but for some reason, it sounded very young:
“Come in.”
Jing Yi hurriedly complied and motioned for the two to follow him.
He then stepped into the courtyard and went all the way to the main house.
The door here was ajar.
He took a deep breath and pushed the door open as casually and naturally as possible.
The furnishings inside were very simple, but to put it nicely, it was simple and elegant.
On the wall directly in front, there were portraits of the Three Pure Ones.
In the bronze tripod below, a few sticks of incense were inserted.
In front of that, there was a cattail hassock.
The “Sect Master” that Jing Yi spoke of was sitting cross-legged on it, facing the door.
She had a head of white hair, and even her eyebrows were snow-white.
She was draped in a simple and elegant long dress.
Even when sitting in this posture, which was not very beautiful for a woman, it still made people feel a sense of beauty.
Her hands and feet were slender, and her appearance was youthful.
At a glance, Jing Yi and Su Wantian felt that she was not much older than Xun Qiu.
This “Sect Master” slowly opened her eyes.
Her pupils were black and white, nothing special.
She swept her gaze from left to right, and her voice was ethereal and otherworldly, as if from another world.
“I already know of the previous matter. Hand the things over to your master.”
Jing Yi lowered his head and complied.
The Sect Master turned to look at Su Wantian, paused for a moment, then her gaze fell on Xun Qiu, and her eyes became a little more lively:
“You met your senior martial sister?”
Xun Qiu was a big-hearted person and didn't feel any sense of oppression from this very beautiful Sect Master looking at her.
She opened her mouth and repeated the lie she had told Jing Yi before.
“I don't believe you.”
The Sect Master said simply and directly.
Xun Qiu also nodded crisply.
“Then I have nothing else to say.”
With a swish, cold sweat dripped down Jing Yi's back.
He only felt that the air in the room had become oppressive and cold again.