Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 450 Being in the Midst of Cause and Effect

Hou Feng's words touched upon the rankings of the Qingyun Sect's Sword Trial Realm, which made Zhu Wuyao even more concerned about the matter.

Some even became paranoid, wondering if the incident was related to them.

He ranked sixth in the Sword Trial Realm, which means he lost a spot on the minor ranking list.

Heaven cannot see itself, but it will correct things that have changed because of it. Could it be that this is why Hou Feng, who should have been on the list in the dark, was listed in a different way?

However, Heaven's attempt to correct fate was disrupted by the play "The Golden Buddha," resulting in its current state.

If that's really the case, how innocent are the booksellers? Why should they lose their lives because of this?

With this in mind, the desire to save the bookseller became even stronger.

She had a premonition that the cause and effect of this matter had become confused.

The already problematic Heavenly Dao seems to be struggling with this matter, which may become the opportunity for him to discover the art of changing his fate.

"Step aside!"

As Hou Feng waved his hand, creating a gust of wind, people and horses in the theater were thrown into chaos.

The crowd gasped in surprise, and the props on the stage were also thrown into the air.

The bookseller stumbled backward, clutching the teapot tightly in his hands.

As if afraid that the teapot would break and the theater would make him pay for it, he would rather break and burn himself than let go of what he was holding, driven by instinct.

Zhu Wuyao kept a close eye on the booksellers.

The opera props that had been swept into the air gleamed coldly, crooked and swaying, as if waiting for the bookseller to fall backward and pierce his body.

She knew that if she remained as naive as when she first arrived, thinking that helping him avoid this fatal injury would avert a deadly attack, the bookseller would still ultimately perish due to a series of coincidences.

This is a futile effort.

The hand seals were formed instantly.

A move that seals a bond!

The booksellers profited from her stories, thus establishing a karmic connection. She was destined to owe Zhu Wuyao a debt of gratitude, and by making a move to secure that debt, she was making the booksellers repay the debt.

As soon as the first seal was drawn, Zhu Wuyao immediately drew another seal – Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun!

Causal exchange.

The karmic connection formed by "the placement of a tile" successfully brought their destinies together.

"Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun" successfully swapped the fates of the bookseller and Zhu Wuyao at this moment, following the connection between the two.

The bookseller owed her a debt of gratitude and should have repaid it; the bookseller should have been the one facing a fatal calamity. But now, everything has been exchanged.

Two hand seals were placed.

Zhu Wuyao stood up, circulated his spiritual power, and successfully protected the bookseller, allowing him to land safely.

Because she needed to use her spiritual power today, she changed into Zhu Wuji's appearance. The bookseller didn't recognize her, but he could sense that when she landed, someone seemed to have supported her from behind, causing her to land in a slightly different position.

To ensure everything went smoothly, she stepped forward while the two were fighting, intending to pull the bookseller out of the chaos.

Unexpectedly, just as Zhu Wuyao was about to raise his spiritual barrier, a voice suddenly rang in his ears—

"Zhu Wuji, this is the person I told you about! Quickly make your move and capture her, then you won't have to worry about Senior Sister Wuya not listening to you!"

Playing with fire...

No, it should be about being in the midst of cause and effect!

Wu Ya...

Elder Qian's disciple, a clanswoman sent by other families to Qingyun Sect to maintain relations, Zhu Wuji has always been in love with Wu Ya, a fact that has spread widely...

Zhu Wuyao's thoughts exploded, and before she could even carefully consider the connections, she had a premonition of crisis.

She instinctively wanted to dodge, but out of the corner of her eye she saw the bookseller looking bewildered and about to flee for his life. So she stood still, using her cultivation level, which was close to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, to create a spiritual barrier and resist the oncoming attack.

The woman named Wu Heng had just seen through Hou Feng's treacherous scheme.

They were already on high alert, living in a state of constant fear and unease.

As Zhu Wuyao stood up and activated her spiritual power, Hou Feng was framing her. In self-defense, Wu Heng instinctively threw out her poisonous thorns.

In the blink of an eye, everyone's reaction was perfectly reasonable.

Hou Feng was restless during the opening of the opera because of the recitation, only concerned with Wu Heng's attitude. It wasn't until this moment that he recognized the cultivator as Zhu Wuji. His crooked mind was quick to act.

These words immediately identified "Zhu Wuji" as an accomplice.

Faced with the attacking poisonous sting, Zhu Wuyao dared not be careless. Although she appeared to only have an outer layer of spiritual shield, she had already activated the Danqing Juechao. The images of fallen leaves and green mountains under her clothes shimmered with light, containing internal energy.

Only when the poisonous stinger hit the ground did Zhu Wuyao slightly relax his vigilance.

Her current identity is Zhu Wuji, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. Now that she is caught in the storm, she cannot easily extricate herself.

Thinking of this, Zhu Wuyao immediately turned the tables and raised his voice:

"Since you know that I once loved Senior Sister Wu Ya, how dare you hurt her sister in front of me!"

"Hou Feng, surrender immediately and return to the sect with us to face the elders and reflect on your mistakes!"

She immediately drew her sword and addressed the crowd around her:

"Qingyun Sect is apprehending a disciple who has committed a crime. Please step aside to avoid being accidentally injured. All losses and benefits will be compensated by Qingyun Sect after this person is captured!"

To avoid any appearance of impropriety or to arouse Wu Heng's suspicion, Zhu Wuyao did not attack from behind her. Instead, he darted forward to provide support and deal with Hou Feng from the side.

Wu Heng was not completely off guard, but with Zhu Wuyao helping her cut off Hou Feng's escape route, the spider web was indeed easier to cast.

With the two of them working together, dealing with a mere Hou Feng was a piece of cake.

Zhu Wuyao originally intended to take advantage of the situation.

But to everyone's surprise, Hou Feng held a grudge against her. Just as the spider web was about to fall, Wu Heng suddenly cried out urgently:

"careful!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a black light flashed before his eyes, and Hou Feng suddenly flung out the poisoned thorn that Wu Heng had once used, which was now shooting rapidly toward Zhu Wuyao's location.

Zhu Wuyao immediately turned back to defend, circulating his spiritual power to block the attack. However, just as the poisonous stinger was about to reach him, it suddenly exploded. The black and green poisonous mist spread rapidly along with the spiritual power shield, and in a short moment, it had achieved a miraculous effect.

At the same time, Hou Feng finally had nowhere to escape.

Bound in a spider web, he cursed incessantly, his words mostly expressing contempt for Zhu Wuji, but he didn't blame Wu Heng much.

A bully who only fears the strong.

But Zhu Wuyao didn't have time to deal with him.

He took several steps back, and as the protective barrier dissipated, the poisonous fog finally vanished.

Wu Heng quickly stepped forward, took out an antidote pill, and said:

"Eat it quickly!"

Zhu Wuyao glanced at her, then took the item from Wu Heng's hand with great trust, tilted his head back and swallowed the antidote.

In fact, upon receiving the pill, Zhu Wuyao cast a divination and knew that the pill was harmless.

Although there was no harm, it wasn't cured!

Zhu Wuyao noticed the abnormality in her body—when her spiritual energy flowed through a certain part of her meridians, it was not only extremely painful, but also felt somewhat stagnant.

Like sand in your shoe, it's not a big problem, but it still makes it impossible to walk normally.

"How is this going?"

Wu Heng coughed and replied:

"Although I gave you an antidote pill, you will still need to rest for a month to fully recover."

But within a month, Elder Qian's exploration team will set off...