Chapter 131: I Just Have That Feeling Someone Wants to Frame Me
“Mom, it hurts…”
“It’s okay, it’s okay, it’ll be better soon.” A beautiful woman with dragon horns on her head softly comforted the girl tied to the chair. Tears welled up at the corners of her eyes as she gently stroked the girl’s tiny, one-horned head. “Don’t worry, I promise I’ll get you out of here.”
Boom!
Suddenly, the calm interior exploded into flames. The girl, who was restrained outside the building, stared with wide eyes and instinctively stepped toward the burning house.
But in the next second, she was swept up by a woman and hurried towards a nearby carriage. She leaned on the woman’s shoulder, reaching out her little hand toward the burning building. “Mom…”
“I’m sorry, Mom can’t come with you now,” the beautiful woman stood inside the blazing structure, flames transforming into a wall blocking the enemy in black, her head turned to glance at her child from afar. She whispered, “You must stay far away from Dongzhou, far away from this house of pain.”
Then she looked once more at the black-clad enemy, a flash of hatred in her eyes. “I won’t let you hurt my child!”
The flames soared higher, engulfing her and the black-clad figure as one. The burning building finally couldn’t hold on and collapsed with a deafening crash, buried under the fire and rubble.
“Mom!!!”
A handsome, short-haired young boy shot upright from the ground. He rubbed his aching head and slowly realized it had all been a nightmare.
He’d been away from Dongzhou for over half a year, yet that night of escape seemed just yesterday.
“Is it already morning?”
He raised his head and looked out the window. The sun had risen, warm rays piercing through the dilapidated window into this abandoned temple.
Thinking about his grueling six months on the run—he’d finally escaped Dongzhou, but his Uncle hadn’t let him off. He sent people to hunt him all the way to Zhongzhou, and Long Ma, who fled with him, had died to protect him at the hands of those villains.
Now, although he’d shaken off his pursuers and gone into hiding in Beiyu, he’d lost all of his family.
His mother wanted him to stay away from Dongzhou, to never come back, but how could he suppress his burning hatred?
One day, he would go back to Dongzhou and wipe out everyone responsible for killing his mom and Long Ma!
The boy’s headache eased a bit. He pushed open an old, rotted wooden door and headed toward the nearest city.
First things first—he had to fill his stomach. Only with a full belly could he continue his quest for revenge.
He touched the pocket of his clothes and grimaced. Running around had drained almost all his money. Guess he’d have to stay in Xuan Guang City for a few days, find some work, and earn some cash.
The big sects would be recruiting disciples soon enough. Maybe he could dig up some info on them during this downtime.
As he entered Xuan Guang City and pondered what to do next, his gaze fell on the bustling crowd outside the gates of Yu Ling Long. Curiosity piqued, he stepped closer and saw a notice pasted on the wall:
“Yu Ling Long Recruiting Staff! Those familiar with Array formations get priority, but not a must—beginners welcome! We teach from scratch, training two weeks, then on the job. Good pay!”
The boy blinked. Is this how they recruit staff in Beiyu? Such a bizarre method.
He remembered that Yu Ling Long was pretty famous in Beiyu, so the wages should be decent!
Maybe he should give it a shot?
Meanwhile, back at Heavenly Sword Sect, Bai Feng suddenly sneezed. He glanced at the system, which was quietly ticking along without any alarms, and resumed practicing.
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“Going out really is a wild ride, huh? I almost regret not tagging along myself,” the Sect Master joked in a meeting room as Chu Ning Yan and Divine Sword Peak’s Peak Master returned.
“If you want excitement, next time, you come with us,” the Peak Master shot a sidelong look. “Honestly, I nearly had a heart attack when I saw Bai Feng trapped by Black Lotus.”
“Why does the Divine Monarch need to capture Bai Feng anyway?” a Peak Master muttered.
“Probably because he’s annoyed that we’ve got a genius,” another Peak Master chuckled. “Those Demon Path bunch are like that—paper-thin on the surface, but secretly sneaky. Can’t believe they managed to get Black Lotus to do their dirty work.”
Another Peak Master nodded, “Next time Bai Feng heads out, let’s all go and keep an eye on him.”
“Maybe we should give Bai Feng some life-saving tools or defensive trinkets,” the Peak Master of Fu Feng stroked his long beard and suggested. “Lucky this time, but next time, who knows?”
“Good idea,” the Sect Master nodded. Then he looked at the restless crowd. “First, let’s go over what we’re sending him. Don’t stuff everything into his hands like last time. Mind your image—you’re the Peak Masters of Heavenly Sword Sect!”
“Cough—what’s the point of face anyway?” a Peak Master mumbled. “I still hope someone rebuilds that broken formation I’ve had for ages.”
“Huh?”
The Sect Master shot a glance at him. The Peak Master with Refinement Stage cultivation shrank back like a scared chick.
“That’s settled then. Next.”
But before he could finish, Chu Ning Yan interrupted, “There’s still a disciple from Refining God Sect we haven’t dealt with.”
“That girl Bai Feng rescued?” The Sect Master pondered for a moment. “Hard to handle. What does she think?”
“She said because Bai Feng saved her from Black Lotus, she wants to stay close to him.”
“Interesting…” The Sect Master nodded. “Let’s investigate her background. For now, keep her locked up… Actually, could you watch over her? And as for Refining God Sect, I’ll go speak with them—seriously, they can’t even manage a single disciple? What are those folks eating?”
Chu Ning Yan nodded, having no objection to the Sect Master’s decision.
“Alright, next.” The Sect Master’s expression suddenly turned serious. “You all heard about the sudden d*ath of the East Continent Emperor, right? Things are chaotic over there—princes vying for power, and Black Dragon seems to have some plans too. No more disciples going to Eastern Continent for training in the near future.”
“Understood.”
“And also, a princess from Eastern Continent will be visiting Heavenly Sword Sect soon—probably seeking refuge. Get ready.”
