Chapter 109 Confess Identity
Chapter 109 Confess Identity
When their eyes met, there seemed to be sparks, which attracted the attention of people around them.
"Zhao Zhao, don't be rude."
Yun Xian glanced at the two of them and spoke first. As soon as he spoke, Lu Zhaozhao could only look away.
The people at the Sword Tomb also noticed it. When they saw that Liao Chou was staring at someone from Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty, and saw Yun Xian at the front, they cursed in their hearts and slapped Liao Chou on the head, causing his whole body to tilt a little outward.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but frown and looked at the leader of the sword tomb with some disapproval.
This commotion attracted everyone's attention. In the Sword Tomb's group, Jin Ke spotted Lu Zhaozhao and greeted her. Lu Zhaozhao politely returned the greeting. After the Sword Tomb's people took their seats, she said to Yun Xian, "Disciple has seen an old friend and would like to go up and talk. I hope Master will agree."
Yun Xian didn't think much about it and nodded in agreement.
Lu Zhaozhao quietly walked around from the back row and headed towards Jin Ke. Jin Ke was toasting with someone at the time. He caught a glimpse of Lu Zhaozhao out of the corner of his eye and was stunned for a moment.
Until Lu Zhaozhao nodded at him, he didn't dare to believe that it was him she was looking for.
Jin Ke immediately left the table and trotted over to Lu Zhaozhao. They were now at the edge of a bamboo forest. Wenyuan Academy was covered in greenery, with lush trees and bamboos, making it a convenient place to chat.
"Senior Brother Jin, long time no see." Lu Zhaozhao greeted him.
"Junior Sister Lu, long time no see." Jin Ke smiled innocently and greeted her with a grin. He was still a little surprised that Lu Zhaozhao came to see him.
The two of them had little in common besides Mu Shan, so after a few pleasantries, Lu Zhaozhao got straight to the point: "I heard that the Sword Tomb had a new owner this year. That's quite interesting. Could you tell me a little bit about it, Senior Brother?"
After hearing Lu Zhaozhao's question, Jin Ke couldn't help feeling disappointed. He thought Junior Sister Lu came to him to reminisce about the past, but he didn't expect that she was asking about that boy. But then again, she was a disciple of Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty, extremely talented and hardworking. He also looked at the Records of Famous People this time, and Junior Sister Lu ranked second. Although his own ranking was not low, but in comparison, he was inevitably inferior.
"Liao Chou..." He turned his head to look at the man in red at the table, thinking that this guy was really lucky. The master of the weapon had the physique to rank him third. Otherwise, he would not be able to attract Junior Sister Lu's attention.
"Liao Chou was originally just a miscellaneous disciple within the sect. When he was eight years old, he didn't even have any cultivation level in the sect's tests. Before that, he wasn't even considered a cultivator. Five years ago, he unexpectedly awakened the body of a weapon master. Since then, his cultivation speed has been extremely fast. Three years ago, he was accepted as a disciple by the sect master, and two years ago, he was brought to the Heroes' Gathering. Since then, he has become famous."
Jin Ke spoke roughly, trying his best to belittle him. He didn't want this man to leave a good impression on Junior Sister Lu. After all, this man was just a handyman before, and everyone had to bow their heads and bend over when they saw him. He was not even worthy of carrying shoes. But one day he suddenly exploded. Before leaving, the master had warned him not to cause trouble, and he felt unhappy just thinking about it.
"For this competition, Zhezhishanren wrote a list of famous people. I read it and found that senior brother ranked among the top. Congratulations. However, except for this weapon owner, the cultivation level of all the people in the top 100 has been attached. But since you can rank third, I think your cultivation level should not be bad." Lu Zhaozhao asked the question again.
"Junior sister, you're wrong." Jin Ke became interested and approached her and whispered, "Although he is a weapon master, he has been practicing for too short a time. Therefore, his cultivation level is not high. At least last year, he had just entered the Golden Core stage. I don't think it is much higher now. He was able to win thanks to his physique, which can restrain other people's weapons. This matter is not allowed to be spread outside the sect. I only told you quietly, Junior sister, please don't spread it."
"Of course." Lu Zhaozhao chuckled.
After asking a few more questions, Jin Ke obviously didn't know Liao Chou very well. He only knew that most of the disciples in the sword tomb did not treat him very well. Part of the reason was the sudden change in identity, and the other part, to put it bluntly, was probably jealousy of the body of the master of the weapon.
Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of him, Lu Zhaozhao found a topic to chat about briefly, and then was about to go back.
Jin Ke was still a little reluctant and racked his brains to find a topic to talk about, but it didn't last long.
Lu Zhaozhao found an excuse to say goodbye to him, then turned and left.
After walking a few steps, she paused and did not return the way she came. Instead, she walked deeper into the trail.
After turning several corners, the voices around her suddenly faded and the air became increasingly quiet. She finally stopped and spoke louder, "Fellow Daoist, you've been following me all the way. If you have anything to say, why not speak directly?"
The sound of footsteps came from behind, getting closer and closer, and stopped at a place not too far away.
Lu Zhaozhao turned around and a flash of blue came into view.
"Senior Brother Bai?" She was a little surprised.
"Just now, I overheard Junior Sister talking with someone else. Just as I was about to leave, you guys ended your conversation. I thought it wouldn't be too late to leave after Junior Sister left, but she seemed to have lost her way and was walking further and further away, so I just followed her. It's my fault for scaring her."
Master Bai Yuan was very graceful and did not seem embarrassed at all about being caught. Instead, he seemed quite graceful.
"Really? If it's just a misunderstanding, just clear it up. Goodbye."
Lu Zhaozhao was about to leave when Master Bai Yuan asked him as he passed by him, "Junior sister, have you been to East Lake recently?"
"No." Lu Zhaozhao remained calm and continued walking forward.
"Junior sister, are you also deceiving fellow practitioners in the Sword Tomb in this way?" Master Bai Yuan asked again.
Lu Zhaozhao stopped and said coldly, "Brother, why do you say that? Brother Jin and I are old acquaintances. We were just exchanging a few pleasantries."
"I remember you and I are old acquaintances," Master Bai Yuan continued, "and it just so happens that I have some news about Daoist Fellow Liao Chou. Why didn't you greet me, Junior Sister?"
Lu Zhaozhao turned around, looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Brother, how would you like to greet me?"
"I just have one question. Where did Junior Sister go when she went down the mountain to train six months ago?"
He stared at Lu Zhaozhao with a deep, motionless look, and there was a determination in his eyes as if he was determined to find out the truth.
Lu Zhaozhao sighed and began to think about how to answer more advantageously, but then she thought again, this person seemed to have some means of distinguishing the truth from the false, and it would be troublesome to fool him. Even if she fooled him, whether he believed it or not was another matter, and he might continue to investigate.
She was helpless and could only say, "Brother, you once made me a promise. Now please keep it and don't reveal my whereabouts."
When Master Bai Yuan heard this, his eyes widened and he opened his mouth, but he said nothing.
After a long time, he finally said it.
"It's really you."
"it's me."
Lu Zhaozhao did not pretend and agreed generously.
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