Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Shizun, I Will Fly With You
"Ye Wangxi isn't a man at all."
"…"
After a few moments of silence, the crowd burst into an uproar!
All the guests in the hall turned pale with fright. All of their gazes were focused on Ye Wangxi. She lowered her head, closed her eyes and did not say a word.
Not a man?!
This handsome and upright young man was actually… Was it a girl?
This sentence was like a drop of water entering a wok, instantly causing a wave of heat to rise. Some people sucked in a breath of cold air, and immediately after, the buzzing sound exploded like a wok exploding with a crackling sound.
"Ye Wangxi is a girl?"
"Oh my god… How could this be…"
"No wonder Nangong Si didn't blame her. He clearly knew about this! Then Song Qiutong just…"
"She is framing someone for her own safety!"
"This is too dangerous! If you didn't do it, then you didn't. Why do you need to frame others just to clear your name?"
"But I still don't believe it. How could Ye Wangxi be a girl? I can't tell at all…"
Nangong Liu's eyes became cold. He stared at the black clothed man's black eyes and said, "Sir, please don't speak nonsense. Where did you get this evidence from?"
Nangong Si gasped for breath and stared at Ye Wangxi for a while before saying hoarsely, "… You, remove the Voice Transmission Technique."
"If you do not feel guilty, then release Nangong Si. Fortunately, although your son has a wild temper, he is still a righteous man. He is not as cold-hearted and ruthless as you."
"…"
Seeing that Nangong Liu's face was covered in perspiration, the black clothed man clenched his fists and did not say a word. He coldly said, "What? Go ahead and release him."
Nangong Liu said, "A mere unfilial son cannot allow an outsider like mister to poke fun at a person and put on airs!"
Although he didn't admit that what the man in black said was true, everyone knew clearly that those who didn't believe his words couldn't help but waver. They once again looked at Ye Wangxi's handsome face, wanting to find some clues about her womanhood.
At this time, someone from the crowd shouted: "Sect Leader Nangong, you are in the wrong."
Everyone turned their heads and saw Mei Hanxue, dressed in a fox fur coat, looking dignified and graceful. He stood in the light of a candle and said, "Although Miss Ye is a valiant and imposing woman, she is still a woman. The Sect Leader, as a man, should have mercy on the fairer sex. How can you bully a girl like this just so that you don't lose face for the Rufeng Sect?"
He walked to the front of the hall slowly and smiled: "I am not ashamed, I have met Miss Ye before at Peach Blossom Springs, and felt that she was valiant, different from the weaklings of the Wind Raiser, and loved her in my heart. But I was stupid, so I offended Miss Ye with my words, causing her to feel disgusted, and had an argument with me. After receiving the high praise from Lady Ye, I could not help but exclaim at the number of outstanding people in the Rufeng Sect. The female cultivator was also extraordinary, and even secretly applauded the sect leader. However, seeing that the Sect Leader was acting today… Heh, but I feel that the brilliant and learned Rufeng sect does not deserve such a proud beauty."
"… Immortal Mei, you and Ye Wangxi have only met once, it's only natural that you would be mistaken." Nangong Liu's expression was dark, but he was still biting his lips with a smile. He said, "Considering the fact that you are from the Taxue Palace, I will not bother you. You better not make any mistakes."
The way he spoke was no longer as calm and composed as it was at the beginning.
The man in black smiled and said, "The name of Young Master Mei is well-known everywhere. If he can't tell whether a person is a man or a woman, perhaps no other person in the world can."
When Nangong Liu heard him say so, he could not help but burn with anger. He said stiffly, "Sir had just accused Ye Wangxi of bullying Song Qiutong, and now you are saying that Ye Wangxi is a woman. You are trying to disrupt the reputation of our Rufeng Sect by turning things around like this!"
The black clothed man said: "If I don't come up with this plan, how can I let Young Noble Nangong clearly see Miss Song's true personality? If he marries the wrong person, that would be enough to make him sick for the rest of his life."
"But you clearly said it was reasonable! Furthermore, if Ye Wangxi was a woman, how did the cinnabar on Song Qiutong's wrist disappear?"
"Why aren't you asking her? Why are you asking me?" The black clothed man laughed coldly, "What's more, your Rufeng Sect has thousands of male disciples. If the Sect Leader is free, he can interrogate them one by one. He will definitely find a satisfactory answer."
No one spoke a word, but the contempt and curiosity in their eyes could not be hidden. Nangong Liu only felt a prickle in his back as he stood still for a while. Suddenly, he turned his head and shouted towards Ye Wangxi, "Come here!"
"…"
"Tell me yourself, did Miss Song wrongly accuse you?" Nangong Liu stared at Ye Wangxi's face. He was betting on himself and he still had an important bargaining chip in his hand. He knew that Ye Wangxi loved his son deeply, so he did not want the reputation of the Rufeng Sect to be ruined. "Tell everyone, who exactly are you?"
Ye Wangxi had always been very obedient. Since she was young, she had always been the most obedient chess piece on his board.
He clearly remembered when Ye Wangxi was thirteen years old, she was ordered to come to the magnificent hall of the Rufeng Sect.
The doors of the palace were tightly shut, leaving only the two of them behind.
He sat on the cold pedestal and looked down. The thirteen-year-old girl was still in her hair, and she wore a green coat. Her hair was tied up in a satin ponytail and she had a small silver bracelet on her hand.
He smiled at her and said, "Ye Wangxi, for you to come here today means that you already know the meaning."
Ye Wangxi knelt down and kowtowed, "Yes, Sect Leader."
"Your foster father was heavily injured many times before, and his muscles and bones were damaged. He is no longer fit to be the leader of the Dark Guard. You are his adopted daughter, and also Si'er childhood sweetheart. As for the others, I don't trust them, I only trust you."
Ye Wangxi didn't get up. She was still sitting quietly on the ground. Under her bun, her slender neck was exposed, just like a lamb that was about to be slaughtered.
Nangong Liu said, "Your talent is extraordinary and your future is immeasurable. I have the intention of making you the leader of the hidden guards of the Rufeng Sect and then ruling one of the cities within the 72 cities. In this way, you will be able to share both your foster father's worries and become the right-hand man of my son. From now on, he is in the light, while you are in the dark. We will share the glory of the Rufeng Sect of Wind for a hundred years."
He paused.
"However, if you don't want to, then so be it. Your foster father can still hold out for a while, so I'll look for a more suitable candidate. This matter is too much of a sacrifice for you, and I know it, so there is no need for you to force it."
After Nangong Liu said this, she changed her sitting posture and waited patiently. This girl had no mother or father, no one to rely on, and he was absolutely certain that he could rely on her. He waited for her to nod.
At last Ye Wangxi straightened her back and looked at him silently.
For a moment, Nangong Liu trembled with fear, as if this girl had seen through his schemes and his fake smile. But the next moment, Ye Wangxi said, "My life was given to me by my foster father. In return for my father's kindness, there is nothing that I am unwilling to do."
Nangong Liu was quiet for a moment before he sighed, "In the end, I have wronged you."
Ye Wangxi calmly said, "I should be thanking the Sect Leader, my eyes are clear."
Nangong Liu changed the topic, "But, the Rufeng Sect is always inferior to men and women. When it comes to women, they are always weak. In this world, only as a man would one be able to convince the masses, and only then would one be fit to lead a city. Ye Wangxi, since you're so smart, you should know what to do."
Ye Wangxi was silent for a moment. In front of Nangong Liu, she coldly took off the silver bracelet and tied it with a ribbon. Then, she took off her jacket, leaving only her pure white robe. After doing all this, she let go of her hair and changed it into a ponytail, tied up high. The sunlight shone in, shining onto her body. Her back was straight and her expression was resolute. Although she was still young, her temperament was already like that of a cypress.
"That's right." Nangong Liu reminded her without leaking, "You should dress up like this in the future. But don't forget, there's still sound."
Ye Wangxi lowered her eyelashes. She had already noticed when she entered that there was a pair of golden scissors in front of her seat.
She picked up the pair of scissors and wiped it down her throat.
Blood dripped.
"The old melody vanished, never to be changed."
She slowly spat out the spell, then closed her eyes and tossed the scissors to the floor.
The scissors were stained with blood. Nangong Liu stared at it for a while before replying, "Good, good." From now on, you will be the successor to the leader of Dark City, the Master Ye of the Rufeng Sect. Even if there is a debt, I will still call you…"
Ye Wangxi opened his mouth, but it was already a different kind of youth's voice.
"May I trouble Sect Leader? From now on, do not let my foster father be troubled alone. I am willing to share the worries."
Thus, Nangong Liu knew Ye Wangxi very well.
Ten years had passed, and she had learned to be a man without leaking a drop of water. She had taken a secret medicine every day while she was still enduring the pain from the medicine. Only then had she grown into a man.
In his eyes, she was a dog raised by the Rufeng Sect. In order to return the favor of raising her, she would never betray.
Ten years ago she cut her throat and bled, forever changing her voice.
Today, she wouldn't disappoint him either.
He was betting that Ye Wangxi would help him.
As long as Ye Wangxi could say "I am not a woman," what could they do even if the others didn't believe her?
The black-clothed man obviously thought the same. He took two steps forward and stood in front of Ye Wangxi, raising his hand to block her way, "Nangong Liu, Miss Ye has already spent all her efforts and years for your Rufeng Sect. Now that you can't argue, do you want to use the rest of her life as a sacrifice?"
Nangong Liu was just about to open his mouth to argue, when suddenly, in the distance, an orange light rose into the sky and exploded – there was another person that caught a Spirit Deer.
No one cared who got the second place, as everyone's gaze was still locked tightly on the center of the hall. The tables and chairs were all lying on the floor, and the table was almost split in half, the mysterious black clothed expert stood between Nangong Liu and Ye Wangxi. Tonight, the groom was trapped in the barrier by his father, while the bride was kneeling on the ground, her face full of tears and crying.
This was really too unexpected. From accusing people of having an affair to having a wife and daughter, and now the Sect Leader was adamant that he wouldn't admit it. This liveliness would probably cause the teahouses and restaurants to discuss it in three to five years.
Who would care about those three poor deer?
As a result, no one noticed a dark red crack in the sky of the dense forest until the sounds of fireworks suddenly echoed in the sky.
It was only then that the people from the Shi Music Hall felt that something was amiss and rushed to the fence to take a look.
"What's going on?"
"Why did everyone's fireworks explode at the same time?"
"Look! In the sky! What is that?"
"… Heavenly Rift!"
"It's the Heavenly Rift!"
Instantly, the hall was dead silent, followed by cries of surprise and screams: "Ghost World Heavenly Rift! How could the Upper Cultivation World have the Ghost World Heavenly Rift!?"
"Above the hunting grounds!"
"Senior! My senior brother is still there!"
"Sister!"
The crowd was like a fish swimming in a pond, tightly packed together in one area. Panic and shock were bait thrown into the pond, causing a wave of activity. In order to save face, Nangong Liu shouted with a sound amplifying technique, "My lords, do not be surprised. It is only a crack in the sky, a ghost realm. Everyone is in the Rufeng Sect, Nangong Liu will not cause any harm to our guests!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand summoning his sword. Stepping on the hilt of his resplendent blue sword, he brandished it and stood in the middle of the night wind.
"Guards of the five branches of the Rufeng Sect, immediately follow me to the dense forest to investigate. The rest of the elders and disciples, guard the poetry stage and ensure that the guests are well organized!"
After he finished speaking, he unexpectedly, in order to escape the interrogation of the black clothed person, led his five close guards and hastily rushed towards the Howling Moon Academy to ride his sword.
"Everything is fine, why did it suddenly turn out like this?"
"Yeah, the Upper Cultivation World has never had a crack in the sky of the ghost realm. What… what is going on here?"
On the jade beaded pavilion, people were anxious. These cultivators of the Upper Cultivation World were used to living a comfortable life. Facing the sudden invasion of the Ghost World, they were actually more afraid than responsible. It would be fine if they had to kill a lone Greater Demon, but Heavenly Rift was different. If it was a crack in the upper levels of hell, then it was an ordinary ghost that came out, that would be fine, but if it was like the change in Butterfly Town five years ago, then the crack would be an unending hell…
They shuddered at the thought of a Grandmaster like Chu Wanning dying in that brutal battle. They could not help but feel threatened as they squeezed to the edge of the scarlet appendix and gazed at the scarlet crack in the sky.
Chu Wanning stood up and said to Xue Zhengyong, "Sect Leader, the color of this rift is wrong. After it breaks, it is most likely in the later levels of hell. I'm worried about Xue Meng and the others. I'll go take a look."
With that, he jumped up into the air and walked straight to his appendix. Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, he jumped onto a roof and quickly disappeared into the distance.
"Yuheng!" Xue Zhengyong was about to call for him, but Chu Wanning had already disappeared into the dark night.
He wanted to jump down as well, but his shoulder was caught. Turning around to face a bronze mask that was baring his teeth, the man in black patted him on the back and said in a low voice, "Uncle, you stay here and guard aunt. Rest assured with me by Shizun's side."
Xue Zhengyong was shocked. "Mo —"
The man in black lifted his hand and placed it on his lips, shaking his head.
"…" Xue Zhengyong never thought that the man in black would actually be Mo Ran. Mo Ran didn't wait for him to ask any further questions, he supported himself with one hand and jumped into the darkness like a falcon. His cloak rolled around like ink, and in a short while, he disappeared behind the same vaulted roof as Chu Wanning.
"Shizun!"
Mo Ran's used qinggong to run along the eaves of the house. It seemed slow, so he summoned a sword that was bound to him. The sword quickly caught up to Chu Wanning.
He lifted his hand and lifted his mask. He pushed the ferocious bronze mask to his forehead, revealing a handsome face. "Wait for me."
Chu Wanning's eyes widened, "It was you?"
"Come up, I'll bring Shizun over on the sword. I'll tell Shizun in detail on the way."
Chu Wanning held onto the hand he extended towards him, lifting him up and landing steadily on the blade. He wanted to let go of Mo Ran, but his thick and rough hand tightened his hold, and Mo Ran was standing behind him. As he spoke, the unique hot breath of a young man brushed against the back of his ears, making the night air feel hotter and hotter.
Mo Ran said, "This sword's momentum is too strong. It flies too fast. Shizun, hold tight."
Both of them rode the wind on their swords, Chu Wanning asked, "Everything that happened in the hall just now, were you the one who planned it all out?"
"Yes. I've been travelling in the martial arts world all these years, and I've heard quite a lot about Song Qiutong. Although she doesn't have the guts to kill people for the evil deeds she did, she is still a person who added insult to injury. If she were to marry Nangong, and become the Young Master's wife of the Rufeng Sect, then this sect will probably be even worse off than it is right now."
However, Chu Wanning replied, "The Rufeng Sect will not be any worse off than it is now."
After he finished this sentence, he frowned and looked at the inky black cloak again. He felt suspicious, "… Come to think of it, how did you know that Ye Wangxi was a girl?"
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