coobybook Chapter 144 Return to the clan
Chapter 144 Return to the clan
"what happened?"
Lu Zhaozhao leaned over to look at Jin Ke, but he avoided her gaze guiltily.
"Well, Junior Sister, you have to be mentally prepared."
Jin Ke's words made Lu Zhaozhao become serious. She stared at Jin Ke and listened carefully to every word.
"The demons showed up at the Golden Palace Banquet, and everyone got involved in the melee. It was then that everyone discovered that Master Yunxian had been seriously injured, his cultivation level falling below the Divine Transformation stage. Rumor has it that he had fallen in love with his own disciple..."
Jin Ke's voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't help but glance at Lu Zhaozhao.
Lu Zhaozhao frowned. This matter was written in the book and she had known about it for a long time, so she was not surprised. However, she thought that someone like Yun Xian would not feel good about having such a thing made public and discussed by others. This would make her mood fluctuate more and it would be more difficult for her to react suddenly.
She raised her chin and motioned Jin Ke to continue.
"Master Yunxian's incident, coupled with Nian Zhi's rebellion, and rumors of your death... and... before you left, you stabbed Ying Che with a sword, leaving your life or death unknown. In short, Emperor Huizong of Qing suffered a severe blow after that. Everyone had been arguing endlessly about whether you, Junior Sister, had any connection with the demons, until Fellow Daoist Ying Che woke up a few months ago, and that cleared Junior Sister's name."
"You said my senior brother woke up? He's not dead?"
When Lu Zhaozhao heard this, he asked immediately.
"No, no. He said that although you were controlled at that time, he deliberately deviated a few degrees and missed the heart. In addition, Fairy Yaotong intervened in time and saved your life. He also guaranteed that you are definitely not a member of the demon clan and firmly believes that you are still alive. Fairy Yaotong believes so too, and so do I!"
Lu Zhaozhao hardly listened to what he said later, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Ying Che was still alive.
This was the sin of Lu Zhaozhao in the original book, which triggered the subsequent tragedy. She had been thinking about how to avoid this scene since the day she came into the book. God will not let down those who work hard. At that moment, she finally overcame the control and took some control of her body, causing the sword to deviate a little.
"Um, Junior Sister, why did you disappear for the past two years and come from that direction..."
Jin Ke looked at the border not far away, behind which were snow-capped mountains.
"It was by chance that I was able to save my life there. By the way, why are you here?"
"Me? I've been ordered to guard this place. There's chaos going on inside right now, and to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation, each sect has taken turns sending people to guard the border. It just so happens that it's my turn these days."
Jin Ke patted his chest and said.
Lu Zhaozhao lowered her eyes, her mind racing. She said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Jin, for sensing what has happened over the years. Now that I'm alive, I think I need to hurry back to the sect to report my safety."
"Oh yes, yes, it's time to go back." Jin Ke nodded randomly. After Lu Zhaozhao said goodbye to him, he immediately set off and embarked on the journey back.
Along the way, the scenes she saw were beyond her expectations.
The flames of war spread everywhere.
Houses were burned down, fields and forests were destroyed, and the once prosperous city was sparsely populated. The few figures that were vaguely seen immediately hid after hearing the noise.
Everyone was extremely alert. In such an environment, they were in danger of losing their lives at any moment.
Halfway through her journey, she arrived at a capital city. Three large characters were hung alone on the dilapidated city gate.
Pingyang City.
She was very familiar with this capital city. Lu Zhaozhao stopped in her tracks, perhaps thinking of something. She turned away from the place she was supposed to pass by and headed in another direction.
After a series of twists and turns, when Lu Zhaozhao re-entered the territory of Emperor Huizong of Qing, she could not believe her eyes.
The once prestigious thousand-year-old sect is now extremely desolate.
The large stone tablet engraved with "Qing Hui" was broken in half and covered with marks from swords and knives.
Lu Zhaozhao walked closer and gently placed his hand on it.
A feeling of sadness came to my heart.
The magical grasses and exotic flowers and plants around are now gone, replaced by large pits that have been burned.
"Sister Lu?"
Someone behind him was whispering uncertainly. Lu Zhaozhao turned around and saw a disciple from the outer courtyard. The moment he saw Lu Zhaozhao's face, he was first in disbelief, and then extremely excited.
"Senior Sister Lu! It really is you, Senior Sister Lu!"
His joy was beyond words. He shouted loudly, and his voice spread throughout the world. Some disciples who were nearby came out to check, and they were stunned when they saw Lu Zhaozhao. Some even dropped the scroll in their hands without paying attention.
"Quick! Go tell the elders that Senior Sister Lu is back!"
Someone shouted, and someone immediately reacted and ran inside.
Elder? Which elder? Shouldn't she meet the eldest brother and the headmaster when she returns?
Just when Lu Zhaozhao was lost in thought, he was surrounded by disciples. They looked at him with tears in their eyes, as if they had suffered some great injustice.
Realizing that something was wrong, her intuition told her that something big must have happened.
She hurriedly ran into the sect. As she ran along, she found that most of the surrounding palaces were destroyed, some were being rebuilt, and there were also fewer disciples.
She ran to the main hall in one breath.
The main door that was open in the past was now closed, with only the side door opened a small gap.
Lu Zhaozhao stopped, and the feeling of homesickness reached its peak at this moment.
Taking a deep breath, she raised her hand and pushed the door open.
The dust blowing in her face made her cough violently.
When I walked in, there were only a few candles lit in the hall, and it was dark and difficult to see.
She moved forward, step by step.
When she reached the innermost room, she saw a hunched figure.
The man was staring at the portrait hanging on the wall in a trance.
Lu Zhaozhao looked up and saw that the person in the painting was none other than the Tiangang Immortal.
"You're back." An old voice came, the man turned his head, and Lu Zhaozhao widened his eyes.
"Elder Cang Jiong!"
She simply couldn't believe that the vigorous old man in the Discipline Hall had aged so much in just two years.
"Haha, you can't recognize me? It seems I've aged a lot in the past two years."
He turned his head and looked at the painting, tears seeming to glisten in his eyes.
"Are you curious about how the sect became like this?"
Lu Zhaozhao nodded, then suddenly realized that he couldn't see her, so she answered.
"Two years ago, demons from the Western Territory came out in droves, and we've been battling them for the past two years. Yun Xian... well, never mind. You probably won't be able to see him for a while. Anyway, after years of conflict, the sect's disciples have dwindled. Ying Che just woke up a few months ago, and his body is badly damaged. He's still recuperating. Do you want to go see him?"
Lu Zhaozhao lowered her head. She didn't expect that Emperor Huizong of Qing would suffer such a serious trauma this time.
"Elder, there are some things you don't have to hide from me. Qing Hui has stood firm for thousands of years and cannot be easily defeated. What exactly happened during this period?"
Her tone left no room for doubt. Cang Jiong looked at her in shock, then changed his mind and thought about how she had been the champion at the Golden Palace Banquet two years ago, and she had already looked down upon her peers. This time when she returned, her aura was even stronger, and even he himself could not tell her level of cultivation.
The young are indeed formidable. Maybe it’s time to let go now.
"Zhao Zhao, your master has made a terrible mistake. He actually, actually..."
"He fell in love with his own disciple, and this disciple is also a spy of the demon clan, right?"
Cang Jiong opened his eyes wide and said, "You know?"
"Honestly, Master was right to be emotional, but his fault was that he was mentally weak and didn't know how to judge people." Lu Zhaozhao said coldly, "So, I want to know how the sect could have fallen into such ruin in just two years."
"What nonsense are you talking about! It's a taboo for a cultivator to be emotionally attached! He practices the Way of Mercy, and knowingly commits a crime, causing the sect to lose face in front of the world. Otherwise, how could he have ended up in such a situation?"
Cang Jiong was furious, and his tone was full of disapproval.
Lu Zhaozhao finally understood that Yun Xian had failed to fulfill his responsibilities and had caused Emperor Huizong of Qing to lose face, and the other sects behind him were eyeing him covetously, but she believed that this was not the reason.
"Master's cultivation has regressed, Senior Brother is seriously injured and unconscious, Junior Sister has defected, and I am also missing. This has given those who are eyeing us covetously an opportunity to take advantage. The power of decision within the sect rests with the elders. If the sect had taken a hard line, it wouldn't have come to this. I've seen the arrangements outside the sect. Has the sect been retreating and hiding from the world for years?"
Lu Zhaozhao pressed on step by step, and Elder Cang Jiong was speechless for a moment.
"I see. I understand. I'll go see my brother."
She left this sentence and turned away.
Perhaps her words were too shocking, or perhaps her demeanor was too serious, so no one dared to provoke her.
She reached the top without any obstacles.