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Recalling the scene at that time, Zeng Yi fell silent and sat on a wooden chair, lowering his head and playing with the teacup in his hand, wordless.
The development of the situation always exceeded his expectations. Is this the fate that the protagonist must accept?
Zeng Yi furrowed his brows tightly and pondered over this question.
Being chased to become a disciple was not that strange upon deeper thought. After all, that young man named Ling Yunfei had personally witnessed his impressive skills, which had astonished him. Both being sword cultivators, it was understandable that he wanted to learn some impressive moves by becoming his disciple.
However, being inexplicably admired by someone was going a bit too far.
Moreover, it was a well-proportioned beauty. Zeng Yi admitted that his good looks could make teenage girls unable to resist, and it was understandable for them to develop a favorable impression of him. But falling in love out of infatuation after just one meeting seemed highly unlikely. Furthermore, they had only exchanged no more than five sentences.
However, after listening to Yan Que's explanation, Zeng Yi could make a judgment about the character of the girl who was the president of the Red Sakura organization. With her exceptional strength and the fact that she had established the Red Sakura organization and gained fame within the sect, coupled with her behavior in front of Zeng Yi today, he could infer what kind of person she was.
Zeng Yi couldn't believe that such a powerful woman would fall in love with a stranger she had only met once.
Perhaps, she just found an unfamiliar face suddenly and, in addition, he was incredibly handsome, so she wanted to tease him a bit. Her interest grew when she witnessed his rejection and his agility in escaping.
Zeng Yi could imagine the girl having such intentions, as if she had stumbled upon an entertaining toy.
Treating me as an interesting toy? Interesting.
Thinking of this, Zeng Yi's lips slightly curved upwards, finding it somewhat amusing.
"Master, master? What's wrong with you?" Yan Que couldn't help but ask when she saw her Master daydreaming, sitting in a daze.
Zeng Yi snapped back and shifted his gaze to Yan Que, saying "It's nothing. I understand the situation now. You can go rest if there's nothing else, Yan Que. I want some time alone."
Yan Que suddenly realized "Oh. Then, Master, please rest well." After speaking, Yan Que turned and walked towards the door.
But as soon as Yan Que stepped out of the room, her small head popped back in, looking at her master and reminding him "Master, you must not leave the mountain these days. The Divine Sword Peak is the residence of Grandpa Sword, and ordinary Disciples and Elders cannot come here. The President and them won't be able to find this place. So, please, please do not leave the mountain!"
Yan Que admonished her master with great caution. Currently, the Red Sakura organization was actively searching for her Master's whereabouts. Although the President stated it was because she had fallen in love with her master, Yan Que still found this reason suspicious. What if they were causing trouble for her Master? What if a fight broke out?
Although the President possessed strong abilities, Yan Que did not think her elder sister could match her master. However, Red Sakura was not just one person, and if they joined forces, no matter how powerful her master was, he couldn't take on a hundred opponents alone.
Seeing Yan Que's concerned gaze poking through the door, Zeng Yi couldn't help but be amused by her motherly reminders.
"I understand, Yan Que. I won't leave the mountain for these few days."
After receiving her master's assurance, Yan Que finally left with ease.
However, would Zeng Yi really follow Yan Que's advice? Creating what kind of joke? He was a grown man, would he be afraid of those girls? Would he hide in the mountains?
Even if the president of Red Sakura was powerful, she was only a member of Black Spirit Ranking List in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. The strongest among the younger generation in the sect? That did not consider Zeng Yi.
However, based on his seniority, he should be their Senior Uncle.
Hmm.
It seemed that she truly was the strongest among the younger generation.
Zeng Yi couldn't help but think this and nodded to affirm her strength.
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Hong Jie was in distress. It had been two days, and they still couldn't find the person they were looking for. Utilising the power of the Red Sakura organization, they had searched almost the entire sect, except for a few forbidden areas, yet still found nothing.
The only harvest was that they found out the person's name was Zeng Yi, and he was a master of swordsmanship.
Naturally, this information was obtained from Ling Yunfei, who wanted to become Zeng Yi's disciple.
That day, Ling Yunfei's attempt to become a disciple was witnessed by some disciples, and thus, the Red Sakura organization with its extensive intelligence network found Ling Yunfei. Under intimidation, he revealed everything he knew.
Speaking of Ling Yunfei, Hong Jie was somewhat familiar with him. After all, he was also a talented figure in the sect. Although he couldn't compare to her, as long as he advanced to the Spirit Ancestor realm, he could rank among the top ten on the Black Spirit List, the sect's ranking board. Moreover, he was also a senior member in the opposing Righteous Sun organization.
Although Ling Yunfei was stubborn and had his pride, he obediently confessed under Hong Jie's pressure. After all, when the number one person in the sect, Ning Rongrong, wasn't around, she was the reigning sister of the sect, Hong Jie.
This made Hong Jie even more interested in this man named Zeng Yi. Not only was he handsome, but he was also a high-level swordsman. His strength was formidable, even Ling Yunfei at Rank 38 wanted to become his disciple.
The more she knew, the more she wanted to understand this person. However, apart from this, there were no clues about him.
"Hong Sis!"
An urgent voice penetrated the room, and Hong Jie looked up and saw a member of the Red Sakura organization rushing into the room in a hurry.
Hong Jie's face turned slightly excited, immediately standing up from her seat and hurriedly asking "Have you found any information, Lanlan?"
Mi Lanlan placed both hands on the table, her face flushed, and her towering chest heaved up and down as she panted heavily.
Seeing her immense movement, Hong Jie felt as if her boundaries were being challenged again.
Mi Lanlan calmed her breath but still spoke in a rush "Found it. He is near the tournament arena."
"He's at the tournament arena?" Hong Jie's eyes lit up upon hearing the news, her expression showing excitement.
"Quick, quickly! Let's go there immediately." Then, she grabbed Mi Lanlan's wrist and rushed towards the door.
"Hey, hey! Wait! Let me have a moment to rest! Ahhhh~"
At this point, the sect suddenly witnessed a similar scene. A man was constantly running, followed closely by a group of people, engaged in a chase.
"Hahaha~! You guys should run faster! With this speed, you think you can catch me? Just eat my dust!"
Speaking was none other than Zeng Yi. At this moment, he had a happy smile on his face, his long hair flowing with the wind as he moved quickly. However, he never allowed the gap between him and the pursuers to widen; he maintained a stable distance from them. When they sped up, Zeng Yi also sped up; when they slowed down, Zeng Yi appropriately reduced his speed.
From time to time, Zeng Yi would turn around to ridicule them.
The disciples' faces were filled with frustration. They were the ones chasing Zeng Yi, but they were being mocked and ridiculed by him. Yet, they had no way to do anything about it.
Initially, they thought this man was quite elegant and handsome, but now, their first impressions were instantly shattered, with his malicious and contemptuous face engraved in their minds.
"If you have the ability, don't run! A grown man who can't even face women. Truly pathetic!" A girl couldn't bear it and couldn't help but curse out loud.
Zeng Yi naturally wouldn't fall for such a low-level provocation; he was here to find happiness, not to fight.
As for why Zeng Yi appeared here, being chased by others, it was naturally to disgust this Red Sakura organization.
If you're looking for me, I'll wander right in front of you, but you can't do anything about me.
Zeng Yi had been calmly cultivating for over a month and was starting to get bored. So, he found an interesting game to play with the disciples of the entire sect.
Now they wanted to capture him, but they couldn't catch up. Their frustrated and angry expressions of being helpless despite chasing him made Zeng Yi utterly enjoy it.
Although he know why he was being chased, Zeng Yi wasn't angry at all. On the contrary, he was extremely happy and enjoyed the process.
Yes, Zeng Yi liked this kind of running under the setting sun, with the rush of the wind, the refreshing sensation of the body being hit by the wind, and the excitement of being chased.
Being reckless, I excel at it.
Death is like the wind, always by my side. It should feel like this.
At a corner, a agile figure swiftly jumped out, surprising Zeng Yi.
What caught his sight was a female disciple. Spiritual power surged around her, and four spirit rings shimmered beside her. Her hands were covered in a pair of jet-black armguards, on which there were crimson patterns. The armguards emitted a blood-red glow, appearing and disappearing, seemingly flowing like blood in her veins.
The young girl leaped high, her gaze filled with zeal, staring intently at Zeng Yi below, clenched her fists, and the armguards emitted a dazzling light as she struck at Zeng Yi.
Fists enveloped Zeng Yi's body, and the surrounding air became heavy due to the immense power.
Boom!
The ground shattered, debris flew, and a powerful shockwave rose, kicking up billows of dust.
After the dust settled, the figure of the young girl appeared in the sight of everyone. The ground beneath her feet cracked, spreading outward in all directions, and at the center of the cracks, a large pit with a diameter of about two meters appeared.
However, Zeng Yi had long disappeared, leaving no trace.