Volume 1: Red Dust Sword Sect Chapter 35: Shameless

  Zhang Yuefeng also realized something. But having just received a precious artifact from someone and then letting them leave, it didn't seem right either emotionally or logically. However, at this moment he couldn't care about so many things anymore. If he took the treasure but didn't agree to the marriage, would this wandering Taoist agree?

  Thinking of this, Zhang Yuefeng hurriedly squeezed out a smile and said in a gentle tone: "Su Shidi, please go back! My younger brother must have made arrangements. As for the day of great joy, you can wait patiently for good news!"

  "I'll wait at the door for Elder's good news!" Su Lun said this while looking at Zhang Yuefeng with clear and bright eyes, his expression humble and polite. He didn't even bother to glance at Zhang Hao, who had disappointed him greatly today. What a joke, this "Hao Ran Sword" was just a thug, a hoodlum, a piece of trash.

  Zhang Yuefeng met his gaze and took another look at Zhang Hao beside him, but in his heart he was sighing, people are really envious of each other! Perhaps it's not a bad thing for Shimei to marry Su Lun after all.

  Zhang Yuefeng's character is like this, he doesn't like to fight, and always thinks of things in a positive way.

  He was lost in thought when he suddenly heard Zhang Hao's abrupt voice: "What are you still doing here, don't you want to leave? Are you thinking of staying for dinner?"

  Zhang Hao said with a somewhat playful tone as he raised his eyes to look at Su Lun, a sly and cunning glint flashing between his eyebrows.

  Zhang Yuefeng coughed somewhat awkwardly and said: "Su Shidi, please go back!"

  Su Lun nodded his head and quickly left the main hall, walking away with a dejected look.

  Su Leng felt that this time he came, his treasure was not given by him, but was taken away by Zhang Hao's cleverness.

  Dazed, he walked out of the Red Dust Sword Sect and gazed at the surging waves below the cliff to the south, with a faint sense of unease in his heart.

  Inside the grand hall of secular dust.

  Zhang Hao's expression had returned to normal, and he said calmly with his back to Zhang Yuefeng: "This fool has left!"

  Although it was only a few words, they revealed a hint of disdain in his voice. Could it be that everything earlier was just an illusion?

  Zhang Yuefeng hastily replied in a serious tone: "He has already descended the mountain!"

  Zhang Hao, dressed in white, slowly turned around and smiled slightly: "This wandering Taoist really has a good heart to help me and my sister's good fortune. Go to the Transmission Tower and tell this joyful news to the Xianmen sects within the Tianhuang Realm!"

  Zhang Yuefeng's thinking paused for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he exclaimed in praise, then said with some worry, "Shouldn't this matter be discussed with Muci?"

  Zhang Hao looked at the portrait of the old master enshrined in the Hongchen Temple and muttered to himself, "As long as it's for the sake of the Hongchen Sword Sect, what could she possibly refuse?" This woman, who appeared cold on the outside but was actually very stubborn inside, shouldn't reject his plan.

  Midnight anonymous mountain peak.

  A small tower of about four feet stands abruptly in front of a wooden house.

  The swallow flew out of the pagoda.

  Looking at the five-colored flags on the turntable inside the tower, they flew out from the turntable, and a dark flame burst out of the Tongtian Tower, instantly refining the five-colored flags.

  The luster on the wheel of transformation faded away, like an ordinary iron clump being spat out by the Tower of Heaven, falling to the ground and turning into ashes.

  Zhang Hao looked at the black iron lump on the ground that was blown away by the wind, disappearing without a trace. He said somewhat annoyed: "Xiao, didn't you say it would be fine as long as we had the Five Elements Flag?"

  Xiao, somewhat embarrassed, said: "I underestimated the power of the Black Flame in the Tongtian Tower's furnace. The golden aura and iron essence inside this turntable have all been absorbed cleanly!" Xiao let out a regretful sigh and continued to say:

  "But don't get angry, now that the Tongtian Tower has absorbed these five-element flags, it has opened up the Jiugong Temple, which contains pure Yang energy. If you can utilize this pure Yang energy, it will be very beneficial for you."

  You go ahead and cultivate on your own, I'll go inside the tower to take a look at the situation inside. After saying that, he flew into the tower and disappeared from sight.

  The Sword Sect's Hidden Book Pavilion in the Mortal Realm.

  The library has only three floors, the first floor is for ancient classics, which collects books in various ancient languages, and there are many strange and weird things, such as tortoise shells, stones, and even tombstones.

  The second floor houses historical records and biographies of various dynasties, including ancient books on history.

  The third floor is where various cultivation methods and jade slips are stored.

  The second floor has a study, the study is quite elegant, a Qingyun Song-style stone table is placed in the center of the study, on which are placed pen holder, pen rack, pen washer, paperweight, Xuan paper, brush, and inkstone.

  The window is bright and clean, with a simple and elegant style, and the fragrance of books wafts everywhere.

  Xiaozi supported her chin and watched as Murong Xue dipped her brush in ink and began to write.

  On the pure white Xuan paper, a vivid water and ink landscape painting suddenly appeared.

  "How can Shijie be in the mood to paint, is she happy after marrying Shixiong? Isn't she usually resentful?" Xiaoyi thought to herself, and a vision of Zhang Hao's mischievous smile appeared in her mind, leaving a sour taste in her heart.

  In a moment, Murong Xue put down her brush, washed it, and used her spiritual energy to dry the ink marks. She stretched out her slender fingers, rolled up the rice paper, and placed it on a shelf in the bookcase behind her.

  She turned around, her clear eyes suddenly brightened a few points, and for a moment this somewhat dim attic seemed brighter.

  She looked fine at this moment and said warmly: "Xiaozi! Your brother's method is very good this time, the top priority is that this is the only feasible way."

  Xiaozi discovered that when Murong Xue said this, her cold and icy face actually had a faintly discernible smile, her thin red lips curled up into a beautiful arc, stunningly beautiful.

  Xiaozi entered the Hongchen Sword Sect, and had almost never seen her smile before. Only six years ago when she broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage did he see her smile.

  "Could it be that Shifu Jie has always liked Shifu Xiong!" Thinking of this, Xiao Zi felt a bit angry. Usually, she would tell herself not to be too good to Shifu Xiong, but it turned out that she had been thinking about him all along. Thinking of this, Xiao Zi's expression became somewhat dull and lifeless.

  She turned around and looked at Murong Xue, who was still engrossed in reading, and said dejectedly: "I'm so sleepy, I'm going back to sleep. Master said that if I sleep a lot, my cultivation will make great progress. I want to go into seclusion and sleep for a whole month!"

  When Murong Xue came to her senses, Xiao had already left. Although Murong Xue was intelligent and meticulous in her thoughts, when she intervened in this triangular relationship, she couldn't clarify these things. She only thought about how to protect the Hongchen Sword Sect, as for marrying Zhang Hao, it was just a temporary measure. Cultivators don't take marriage as seriously as ordinary people do, and becoming dao companions with Zhang Hao was just a means to an end.

  Zhang Yuefeng walked into the Hongchen Sword Sect's Transmission Tower, inserted two three-product spiritual stones with a painful click, and the symbol array under his feet lit up one by one. He stood in the rising white symbol light, his hands continuously pinching the law seal, and said to the floating shadow of the transmission symbol array with a joyful expression: "Zhang Hao, a disciple of Hongchen Sword Sect's Haoran Peak, will marry Murong Xue, a disciple of Tianxuan Peak, on August 12th. The witness is the wandering Taoist. Since the master passed away and returned to the west, the Hongchen sect has been in decline, fortunately, the wandering Taoist has worked hard to protect it. On this joyful day, I present a five-element treasure as a gift, which is the blessing of Hongchen and Tiankuang."

  After finishing, his old face was slightly ashamed and lowered his head, and he continued to say: "The auspicious day is set on the twelfth of this month. The disciples of the Red Dust Sword Sect will definitely open the middle hall and welcome all Taoist friends with a grand ceremony!"

  After finishing, he bowed his hands towards the white light and waited until the white shadow disappeared before walking out of the transmission tower with a somewhat wolfish expression. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered in a low voice, "This disciple is really shameless!"