The fact that Yun Drunken Moon and Ao Fan were acquainted with each other was not a secret within the entire Nine Swords Sect nowadays. After all, the identities of both were extraordinary and drew everyone's attention. Therefore, Yun Drunken Moon's coming to meet Ao Fan was also learnt by people who had the intention to do so.
Even though those people didn't dare to wantonly disturb Yun Drunken Moon and Ao Fan because of the Cloud Sword Taoist Master, the time they stayed for a long period of time was bound to cause some people to become anxious. They didn't want Ao Fan to escape, what had happened on the Martial Dao Peak had surprised all the Nine Swords Sect disciples present, and no one would be willing to go up against such a crazy foe again.
It was precisely because Yun Drunken Moon and Ao Fan were acquaintances and were the ones who had brought him into the Nine Swords Sect that made some people completely uneasy about her. Even though Yun Drunken Moon had been hoodwinked that day and it was not her fault that she had brought Ao Fan in. However, the rest of the Nine Swords Sect might not think that way.
The longer they were together, the more uneasy the rest of them became. It was because of all the various things that Yun Drunken Moon could not stay with Ao Fan for much longer. She was afraid that being together for a long time would cause some people to make bad moves.
After Yun Drunken Moon left, the sword prison once again resumed its death-like silence. Ao Fan sighed silently as countless feelings surged through his heart. In the end, he re-immersed himself in cultivation, expecting to make an early breakthrough and increase his strength for himself so that he could leave this dark place.
Time passed unconsciously, and there was always darkness around Ao Fan, making it completely impossible to count the hours and days. Within the next few days, neither Yun Drunken Moon nor Wang Yan appeared again. Wang Yan might have disdained Ao Fan, so he did not come again. As for Yun Drunken Moon, perhaps it was because of the pressure from the Nine Swords Sect that she was unable to come here. Otherwise, she would have definitely come.
In such silent days, only the Heavenly Sword Taoist Master himself had come three times. Every time he came, he invariably extracted blood from Ao Fan's body, and he didn't know what he was doing with it. In front of the powerful Heavenly Sword Taoist Master, Ao Fan did not have an ounce of resistance and could only be drawn away from the blood.
Until the Heavenly Sword Taoist Master came for the fourth time. This time, he was no longer extracting Ao Fan's blood, but instead, he brought Ao Fan out of the Sword Prison to the surface of the Locked Cage Peak outside.
As far as the eye could see, there was yellow sand all over the ground, and with the gusts of gale force winds whistling past, the air was filled with a hint of turbidity, so that even those with the best eyesight could not see too far.
Ao Fan wanted to see where this peak belonged to, but when he raised his eyes to look, his sight was blocked by the yellow sand in the sky, and he could not see anything. This place was truly a poor and evil place, no wonder it would be used exclusively by the Nine Swords Sect as a peak to imprison their enemies.
"You brought me out, what do you want to do?" Ao Fan turned around and faced the Heavenly Sword Taoist Master coldly, not the least bit afraid because the other party was far beyond his cultivation. Because they were enemies, immortal enemies, he would never allow himself to be afraid of his enemies.
The Heavenly Sword Taoist Master did not speak much nonsense, casually glancing at Ao Fan, he immediately slapped out a palm.
The speed of this palm was extremely fast, so fast that Ao Fan's sight was completely unable to catch it, and then he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if it had sunk in, and immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
This did not mean the end. The Heavenly Sword Taoist Master struck out in succession, striking out a total of four more palms, all of which were so fast that Ao Fan was unable to react. These four palms, struck on his four limbs, in his painful screams will be interrupted, blood flow, actually let him become crippled. At this point, the Heavenly Sword Taoist Master finally did not make another move.
In the distant sky, several black dots appeared in a blur. A few moments later, a few black dots approached and several people landed, standing respectfully behind the Heavenly Sword Taoist Master. Even when they saw Ao Fan lying convulsively on the ground, they did not look surprised.
"Take him away." The Heavenly Sword Dao Master coldly said, taking off in the air. At the same time, four people came forward and grabbed Ao Fan's limbs and flew away from here.
Ao Fan did not know what they wanted to do, but could only be driven like a puppet. He was still unable to resist when he was in his prime, let alone at this moment when he had his limbs broken by the Heavenly Sword Taoist Master, it was even more difficult for him to move.
"Your news is correct, right?" While flying, the Heavenly Sword Dao Master seemed to be thinking about something and asked.
One of the people carrying Ao Fan, who was dressed in white and had an ordinary appearance, spoke up and said, "Taoist Master, the information we have found out is absolutely correct. The ten sects of the Middle Earth have indeed decided to attack the Immortal Dao Mountain with all their might, and this is something that everyone in the Middle Earth and even a small number of people in the four surrounding domains are aware of. It's just that we can't understand why they would launch an attack on a place as terrifying as the Immortal Dao Mountain, it's almost a death-defying action, even if they have gathered most of the strongest people in Middle Earth."
The Heavenly Sword Daolord thought for a moment and said, "As long as the information is true, it will be fine, as for why they are doing this, it has nothing to do with us. We're just going to take a casual look and find any special opportunities along the way. Qin Tu, you've done a good job this time."
A trace of excitement flashed in the eyes of the man named Qin Tu, to be praised by a Daolord was an overwhelming honour. In particular, the envy emanating from the eyes of the other people around him caused Qin Tu to feel a surge of joy again, and unknowingly, he was even more obedient to the Heavenly Sword Daolord.
Cloud Peak, Drunken Moon Cave.
Inside the blue cave, there was a flickering fluorescent light. On the other side of one of the small streams, beside a long crystal table, the two sisters, Yun Drunken Moon and Yun Qing Yue, sat opposite each other, each drinking strong wine. It wasn't strange for Yun Drunken Moon to drink wine in large mouthfuls, it had almost become her trademark;however, she didn't want Yun Qing Yue to do the same, completely subverting her previous image.
They each drank their own wine and had not spoken for half an hour, as if the only thing left in front of them was the wine inside the wine altar. It was only when Yun Qing Yue was not able to overcome the wine, and the wine altar in her hands fell to the ground and ruptured to produce a strange sound, that she spoke with a sobbing voice.
"Are we really unable to save big brother Ao Fan?"
Yun Drunken Moon was much calmer in comparison, and even though there was also a hazy mist of water in her eyes, she spoke out to comfort Yun Qing Yue, saying, "He was born not to be ordinary, and will inevitably stand at the top of the firmament. Even if there are short-lived difficulties and dangers, they will turn out to be good. One day, he will fly free in the sky. One day, we can meet again ..."
As he spoke, Yun Drunken Moon seemed to have his heartstrings plucked and trembled. She could only drink violently again as a way to hide her sadness, not wanting Yun Qing Yue to see even more despair. She would only pretend to be strong and tell Yun Qing Yue the words of comfort. Even the words that Ao Fan had asked her to pass on, she did not say. Because, she really didn't want the other party to be sad.
"Will he definitely ... meet me again?" Yun Qing Yue murmured, taking out an ancient zither and gently placing it on her legs.
She plucked the strings of the zither as if she wanted to merge her thoughts into it, and the sound of the zither was unprecedentedly bleak, as if the lotus roots were broken. At the same time, her zither sound also carried a hint of infatuation, as if the sea withered and the stones rotted, her heart also remained unchanged!