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

Chapter 402 Wandering Cultivator, Silent Daoist

That's too late……

Zhu Wuyao's attempts to isolate spiritual energy failed, and he could only watch helplessly as the sky repeated the same old events.

Now that things have come to this, Zhu Wuyao could certainly guess what was going on—

There must be some hidden story behind this, some past that Gu Yiguan doesn't want others to know.

She placed Luo Budao on the ground and shouted:

"Gu Yiguan! I will abolish this demonic magic!"

It's better to lose the Tao than to lose your life.

Gu Yiguan had been holding back before, but seeing that he was about to get serious, Zhu Wuyao gritted his teeth and grabbed Luo Budao's wrist.

A furious shout rang in my ears; it was Ah Die's voice:

"Wu Guihong! How dare you!"

Zhu Wuyao couldn't understand why she hated Gu Yiguan so much that she was determined to ruin her reputation.

This is a threat using Zhu Wuyao's true identity.

If she dares to make a move, A-Die will risk her last breath to reveal her true identity and expose the truth about the deaths of the Juque Sect disciples to everyone.

Zhu Wuyao was certainly aware of the consequences.

If one's actions have been under Ah Die's watchful eye for a long time, then it's not just the identity of "Silent Taoist Priest" that will be revealed.

But what could she do at this critical juncture?

Gu Yiguan has a special status as the next sect leader of Zhaixing Tower. If she has any stains or issues that can be used against her, then it is not a private conflict, but a matter between sects.

Luo Budao... was truly innocent.

Zhu Wuyao's expression changed several times before he finally said:

"I would consider myself to be someone who dares to take responsibility for their actions."

When I took action, I considered the consequences before deciding to do it.

So what if things are exposed?

She felt exhilarated when she took action, and she felt just as exhilarated when she was hunted down by the Juque Sect.

After saying that, he began to circulate his spiritual power again, intending to shatter Luo Budao's Qi Sea.

At this moment——

A sword flash pierced through the gloomy clouds.

Like a streaking meteor suddenly striking from afar, the spectacular sight of thunder covering the sky was instantly torn apart and destroyed as it traveled along its trajectory, like a silver shuttle tearing open a curtain, revealing the lingering sunset, as angry and turbulent as ever.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, carrying with it a myriad of auras.

In an instant, the thunder subsided and peace returned, leaving only the evening glow, tranquil and serene.

The sword hovered above everyone's heads.

The newcomer stood alone beside the sword, seemingly unaware of the situation, yet he spoke immediately—

"Who are you going to kill?"

Zhu Wuyao breathed a sigh of relief.

Holy crap, sword immortal, you finally made it...

It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. She summoned reinforcements with a single arrow, and it came in handy.

Zhu Wuyao immediately began to speak:

"This unknown fellow Daoist is passing by. There are evil spirits causing trouble here. They are trying to use the illusions in the sky to stir up trouble and incite conflict among our righteous path!"

Although she looks like Wu Guihong.

But a sword immortal is still a sword immortal.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he recognized Zhu Wuyao.

She nodded and said, "Okay."

Having said that, the sword that had been hovering beside her regained its momentum, and no matter how angry and unwilling A-Die was, the illusory scene in the sky that was replaying the past was still torn apart and cut away.

Qi Suowei's sword was born from the illusory and unreal aspects of all living beings.

Tangible objects can be cut down.

The same applies to things without a physical form.

match of major.

With just one sword strike, the connection between A-Die and Luo Budao was severed.

Qi Suowei surveyed the surrounding area, seemingly noticing the strangeness of the place. With a light stroke of his finger, the sword instantly split into countless sword shadows, and when the swords rang out, there was a sound like metal clashing against stone.

It darted off in all directions, its blade firmly embedded in the mountain cliffs.

With a flick of his finger, he summoned a majestic sword formation that locked away the earth's veins and mountain energy.

Gu Yiguan recognized the person at a glance. Taking advantage of the moment, she landed beside Zhu Wuyao, sealed Luo Budao's acupoints, and said:

"Your chance has passed, but I'll make it up to you later."

Zhu Wuyao looked up at Gu Yiguan with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak, but ultimately didn't ask anything.

Every time one feels a surge of admiration and gratitude for Gu Yiguan, she always manages to do something that brings them back to reality and makes them see things for who they truly are.

Compared to a flesh-and-blood person, Gu Yiguan is more like a cold, operating power machine.

Exceptionally reliable, and exceptionally ruthless.

While acknowledging this, one cannot help but be wary.

But Zhu Wuyao probably didn't care about her opinion.

A sword aura swept across the land, bringing the matter to a complete end.

Elder Liao hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"May I ask which sect you belong to, and how should I address you?"

Qi Suowei sheathed her sword, turned around, and with her back to the verdant mountains, landed before the crowd. Without changing her expression, she established her identity and said:

"A wandering cultivator in the martial world, the Silent Daoist."

These words shocked everyone present.

Zhu Wuyao was full of questions: If you are the Daoist Master Wuyan, then who am I?

The disciples of the Taibai Sect were whispering amongst themselves:

"I'd long heard of Master Wuyan's ever-changing abilities, but I never imagined he was hiding his true strength... This is no mere Golden Core cultivator as rumored..."

Elder Liao's face stiffened.

He remembered what his senior brother Qian had asked him to do before he left, and immediately felt a little embarrassed.

Is this for real...?

Although both are at the Nascent Soul stage, this Nascent Soul cultivator is clearly much stronger than himself.

He—went to expose her identity?

Elder Liao may not like to use his brain, but that doesn't mean he's brainless. He immediately gave an awkward laugh and was about to step forward to exchange pleasantries when the disciple beside him spoke up first:

"Impossible! You are not the Silent Daoist Master at all, why would you impersonate him—"

"Zhu Wuji! Step down!" Elder Liao shouted angrily, raising his hand to shove him aside.

Zhu Wuyao noticed the commotion and looked up at the person who had been overturned.

I made a mental note of what he looked like.

This means... they know the true identity of the Silent Daoist?

Qi Suowei borrowed this name simply on a whim. On his way here, he kept hearing the name "Master Wuyan" whenever his divine sense swept across the area.

She guessed that this was probably a public, fake identity.

Besides, if she gets caught, she can just admit it. Who would dare to cause her trouble?

Hearing someone voice their objection, he didn't take it seriously, but instead asked out of curiosity:

"What, you know me?"

Before Zhu Wuji could speak, Elder Liao spoke first:

"He's talking nonsense. He's just a cultivator in the early stages of Foundation Establishment. How could he possibly know someone like you, fellow Daoist?"

"Haha."

Elder Liao tried his best to cover it up.

Then, getting back to the main point, we immediately shifted the topic to the important matter—

“Fellow Daoist Wuyan, I am also a sword cultivator, and we are from the same sect!”

"I just witnessed your magnificent and imposing sword strike. Would you be so kind as to come and stay at my Qingyun Sect for a couple of days? It would be delightful for us to discuss swordsmanship and the Dao!"

Qi Suowei came because Zhu Wuyao was invited.

But he knew that now was not the time to rashly acknowledge each other, yet he was also curious about what had happened here.

"I have traveled among the demon race for several years, but I have rarely seen such demons."

As he spoke, Qi Suowei opened his palm, and an illusory, invisible butterfly fluttered in the air.

She looked up at Zhu Wuyao and asked:

"Do you want it?"