Chapter 70: The Traitor of Sacred Sword Hall

  The moon is high in the sky, and the entrance of the Fow Cave is wide open, as if it wants to swallow everything.

  Ci San walked quickly under a grove of chestnut trees in front of the cave, his body like a python, muttering to himself "Ten steps kill one person, thousand miles without leaving a trail", the sword light in his sleeve became more and more fierce and clear, emitting a brilliant light that intertwined with the moonlight.

  Ci Xi Yin's "The Knight-Errant's Journey" unexpectedly gave her new insight into her swordsmanship.

  Shengjian Hall Lower Court, when the moonlight shone on the Liangshan's other courtyard, Ma Wencai was almost home.

  There was a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth, but he curved out a smile.

  Tonight, he won the underground boxing match. He got a Qi Blood Pill and wanted to swallow it immediately, perhaps he could upgrade to the high-level Qi Refining stage. However, before he even reached the door, three figures suddenly appeared with a whooshing sound.

  Ma Wenzai stood still, gazing coldly at these three people, saying: "What do you want to do?"

  "Leave the Qi and Blood Pill behind."

  "May the gambler yield." Ma Wencai hadn't even finished speaking when a fist as big as a basin came flying over.

  Ma Wenzai's body jumped up, moving horizontally three feet. A leg struck his face, Ma Wenzai dodged again, and began to make "moo" cow sounds from his mouth, a pair of cow horns appearing on his head.

  Fists and feet flew, instantly enveloping Ma Wencai. Ma Wencai struggled to defend himself, but was eventually struck with a loud crash, his chest taking a palm strike, and blood immediately reached the back of his throat. The subsequent punches and kicks were unable to withstand, and Ma Wencai could only hug his head and fall to the ground.

  A severe beating left Ma Wencai almost fainting, and his Qi Xue Dan was also stolen.

  These three people are old miscellaneous workers, all of whom are high-ranking in the Qi period. This year, they vowed to become outer door disciples and similarly vowed to become outer door disciples, Ma Wencai became a thorn in their eyes. If Ma Wencai was not an outer door disciple of Liangshan's miscellaneous worker, these three people would have dealt with him long ago.

  Three people ran away without a trace, and the moonlight shone on Ma Wencai's shrinking and trembling body.

  Ma Wenzai was happy for the first twenty years, although there was competition within the clan and some people were flattering, Ma Wenzai handled it with ease. After Ma Wenzai turned 20, everything changed completely, all thanks to Liangshan.

  He was abandoned, ridiculed, and three years later he stepped back; now, in the Holy Sword Hall, he is being trampled again, Ma Wencai struggled to get up, his eyes full of endless hatred, one day, he will "step" back completely.

  Ma Wenzai struggled to get up, still more than ten steps away, but it seemed like he couldn't stop.

  With a "ya" sound, Ma Wencai finally pushed open the door. The moonlight fell on the Osmanthus tree, reflecting a silver glow. Ma Wencai smiled wryly, Liangshan's home, was actually his current refuge, this was truly a great irony.

  Ma Wenzai leaned against the osmanthus tree and looked up at the sky, feeling a gradual sense of forgetfulness, his entire being shrouded in moonlight.

  The moonlight seeped into his body, not to heal wounds but to strengthen. In the thick night color, a black shadow, no one in the lower house of Shengjian Hall noticed, saw Ma Wenchang's strange scene, and lightly said "hmm".

  Suddenly a divine consciousness descended from the mountain top, and with a wave of its dark arms, it vanished without a trace.

  Atop Mount Fuyang, in the Teaching Chamber of Shengjian Hall, Master Cui Ji withdrew his divine sense, his brow furrowed slightly.

  His divine sense was like a searchlight, scanning the Sword Hall up and down, but it couldn't find anything. It was too exhausting, so he only had this sudden feeling just now, and his divine sense chased after it. He made a futile attempt, but in the air, there was a lingering hint of an unfamiliar yet familiar aura.

  Who is it? Choi Gi suddenly stood up straight, and in the vast palm-sized teaching room, there was already one more person.

  "Open the gate!" Cui Ji shouted.

  "Junior Brother Choi, it's been a while." Jiang Tong was shrouded in black robes, his appearance unclear.

  "We'll go up to the rooftop to talk." Cui Ji's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and his body moved swiftly as he disappeared into the room.

  Jiang Tong let out a strange laugh, his body swayed and he vanished.

  Tiantai is a place that only the Upper House of Shengjian Hall knows, an independent existence outside of the Twelve Peaks. Tiantai is wrapped in the protective array of Shengjian Hall, and even if the sky collapses and the earth splits open, no one will know.

  The sky was about to brighten, and Ma Wencai opened his eyes. His body still hurt extremely, the lingering internal force seemed to be continuing to tear him apart, but Ma Wencai apparently didn't take it seriously. He hadn't noticed the strange change happening inside his body under the moonlight, but he instinctively felt that being injured under the Osmanthus tree in the moonlight seemed to grant him a kind of strange power.

  "Huh? Ma Wencai's gaze swept across, and he saw a black-clad person suddenly appear in the courtyard. The black-clad person lay motionless in the corner of the courtyard. Ma Wencai was shocked, slowly walked over, and softly asked: 'Who are you? How did you end up here?'"

  Nothing happened.

  Ma Wenzai cautiously approached, stretched out his hand to touch the black-clothed person, who suddenly lifted his head, revealing a pale face and disheveled hair. His voice was like two metal sheets scraping: "Take me to your principal, you'll be heavily rewarded."

  "Who are you?"

  "Enemy?"

  "What?" Ma Wencai's face changed color in surprise.

  "The archenemy of the Sacred Sword Hall." The man in black was none other than Jiang Tong. "Young one, make your decision quickly." After saying this, Jiang Tong closed his eyes and ignored Ma Wencai once more.

  Ma Wenzai's face changed color, gritted his teeth, and suddenly picked up Jiang Tong and went into the inner room.

  "Why did you save me?" Jiang Tong asked, lying on the bed.

  Ma Wenzai's eyes sparkled with wit.

  "Aren't you afraid of being discovered, going up to the Thunder Temple?"

  "You are an enemy of the Holy Sword Hall," said Ma Wencai.

  "What's wrong?" A hint of appreciation flashed in Jiang Tong's eyes.

  "Senior, if you can consider the entire Holy Sword Hall as an enemy, it's definitely not simple." Ma Wencai's voice was slightly trembling.

  "Is this what you're getting at?" Jiang Tong asked with a smile.

  Ma Wenzai's nose was sweating.

  In fact, the moment just now was the most difficult moment for him to make a choice. If he hadn't just been poisoned and his Qi Blood Pill had been snatched away, Ma Wen would have been handed over to the Holy Sword Hall without hesitation. After hesitating for a moment, Ma Wen realized that he had narrowly escaped death.

  The man in black seemed to have one last breath left, but with this breath, he blew himself up and died.

  "Senior, unfortunately, my one Qi Blood Dan was snatched away, otherwise..."

  Jiang Tong smiled and said: "You are just as hypocritical as Cui Ji."

  "Tsui Ji?"

  "Head of the Holy Sword Hall." Jiang Tong's voice was cold and stern, his eyes fixed directly on Ma Wencai.

  Ma Wenzai covered his mouth with his hand, almost shouting out loud. This black-clothed person actually knew the sect leader, so who was he?

  "I am a traitor of Seiken Temple."

  Ma Wen's shocked expression continued to expand.

  "It's still not too late to hand me over."

  Ma Wenzai shook his head desperately.

  "You're just a miscellaneous servant, yet you have such big guts?" A smile appeared on Jiang Tong's face.

  "This is my master's room."

  "What's the matter?"

  "My master is my enemy." Ma Wencai's face also had a smile on it.

  Jiang Tong burst out laughing, blood gushing from his throat.

  Ma Wencai panicked and hurriedly used his hand to block, but an eyeball fell out. Ma Wencai was startled, feeling the coldness of the glass bead in his hand. The black-clothed man was also one-eyed, just like himself.

  "Good, even if you're discovered, your master will suffer along with you. What a wonderful case of 'when jade and stone are burned together'! I love it!" Jiang Tong waved his hand, one eye empty, without putting back his own eyeball.

  "Senior, hurry up and treat your wound." Ma Wencai suddenly felt a burning sensation in his nasal passages.

  Jiang Tong shook his head and said: "Kneel down!"

  Ma Wenzai hastily knelt down. Jiang Tong stretched out his hand and pressed Ma Wenzai's head, saying: "Aren't you afraid that I will harm you?"

  "The disciple is harmless." Ma Wencai said, but his shoulders began to tremble. Ma Wencai was gambling, and it was the biggest gamble of his life. He didn't understand the man in black at all, but he felt that this man in black was himself.

  "Alright, Blood Moon Wolf Technique, you'd better get a good feel for it."

  A streak of moonlight-like light transformed into a wolf shape and poured directly into Ma Wenzai's head, Ma Wenzai trembled comfortably, receiving it. A cultivation mantra appeared, his eyes gradually turned blood red, shining with a strange glow.

  "Men have various natures, some are as stupid as pigs, some are as timid as rabbits, some are as brave as tigers, some are as ambitious as swans. But there is one nature that sweeps away all others, and that is the wolf nature!"

  Jiang Tong was a traitor of the Sacred Sword Hall five hundred years ago. The entire Sacred Sword Hall mobilized, but surprisingly no one could kill him, and instead Jiang Tong killed many of them. Jiang Tong had a deep grudge against the Sacred Sword Hall and originally planned to attack after successfully breaking through the Yuan Infant stage, but he failed and his body was severely damaged. He mustered up his last bit of energy and snuck into the Sacred Sword Hall with the intention of killing Cui Ji. Coincidentally, he saw Ma Wencai being beaten by someone, and then Ma Wencai leaned against an osmanthus tree, unintentionally triggering the moonlight, which stimulated the wolf-like nature within people's bodies. Overjoyed, Jiang Tong thought that this was his last opportunity given by heaven.

  Chui Ji was seriously injured, and Jiang Tong's impact on Yuan Ying's wound could no longer be suppressed, so he sealed off the surroundings and descended to the courtyard.

  After the conversation, Ma Wenzai was ruthless and extremely calculating, a completely selfish person, totally different from his loyal and honest self in Shengjian Hall. Jiang Tongxin was delighted, only such people could have great potential to overthrow Shengjian Hall in the future.

  The Guanding ended, Jiang Tong looked at Ma Wenchang one last time and said: "You're on your own." After that, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

  "Master." Ma Wencai hastily called out. Jiang Tong didn't respond, his face changed, with a faint joy and a faint melancholy, he muttered: "The reeds are green, the white dew turns to frost. The so-called beloved is on the other side of the water." After finishing speaking, a blood light flashed, and his entire body transformed into countless red lights, disappearing in an instant.

  Ma Wenzai's eyes changed color, and he suddenly inhaled a long breath like a whale sucking water, swallowing the fading red light into his abdomen. A crackling sound echoed inside his body. Ma Wenzai immediately sat down cross-legged.

  Ma Wenzai sat for two days and two nights.

  When he opened his eyes again, two rays of blood light shot out from Ma Wencai's eyes and immediately retracted, breaking through the high-level Qi. Ma Wencai stood up, and suddenly there was a surge of wild and mournful cries in his heart.

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