Chapter 58 - Carrying the Black Pot

Since the two sects were under the guise of friendly exchange, naturally they couldn't start by brandishing weapons.

Logically, after meeting, the four disciples each brought should introduce themselves to get to know each other, and then talk about their cultivation experiences and the like.

But the two senior disciples from the Heavenly Cold Palace found this exchange a bit off.

The younger martial brother, Yan Shu, was quite normal, but the usually gentle and polite younger martial sister seemed a bit disheartened.

Looking at the four from the Yan Yue Immortal Sect.

The female disciple named Chu Siyu kept her head down and didn't even glance at them, the guests, only occasionally talking to the girl next to her.

And the girl next to her, named Cao Yi, would occasionally respond politely to their questions, but mostly with "Hmm," "Yes," "That's right," and other content that was uninformative.

Perfunctory! Too perfunctory!

Damn it, before leaving, the master also told me to get along well with the disciples of the Yan Yue Immortal Sect to facilitate conversation.

Now it seems, there's no point in trying to build a relationship!

They don't even care about me!

Alright!

It's understandable for girls to be aloof to strangers, but the two boys behind can't ignore people, right?

We are, after all, direct disciples of the Heavenly Cold Palace! As senior martial brothers and sisters who started the cultivation path a few years earlier than you, we have already reached the fifth order!

We take the initiative to talk to you newcomers and share some cultivation experience, and you can't bear not to listen, right?

So, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Cold Palace's Sword Washing Peak showed a smile that he thought was sunny and warm, and quickly walked to the two male disciples of the Yan Yue Immortal Sect.

"Hehe, I am Chen He, the eldest direct disciple of the Sword Washing Peak of the Heavenly Cold Palace. May I ask how you two are called?"

"I am Tang Sang!"

"Yuan Zhanfei."

"So it's younger martial brother Tang and younger martial brother Yuan. Under which peak master of the Yan Yue Immortal Sect are you two esteemed disciples?"

"..."

"Can't say?"

The topic he initiated was met with silence, and Chen He's smile became a bit stiff.

He gave his second sister a look, but his own second sister, a fool in love, was secretly looking at the Yan Yue Saint Child and didn't care about him at all.

Chen He was numb.

Smile! I am a direct disciple of the Heavenly Cold Palace, I am the eldest disciple of the Sword Washing Peak, I can't be angry, I can't be angry...

When his eyes inadvertently glanced at the sword behind Yuan Zhanfei, he found a new topic.

"Is younger martial brother Yuan a sword cultivator?"

"Mm."

"Haha, I am also a sword cultivator. If younger martial brother Yuan has any doubts on the path of the sword, we can open our hearts and communicate."

Yuan Zhanfei looked at Chen He and said, "No need, thank you for your kindness, but if I have doubts about the sword path, I will ask my sister."

Chen He smiled and said, "The way of the sword, by analogy, the more communication is always good. My way of the sword may not be weaker than your sister's."

Yuan Zhanfei stopped and looked at Chen He seriously. After three seconds of silence, he slowly said:

"My sister is Sword Tomb Saint Child, Li Si Dao!"

...

"Excuse me..."

Chen He covered his face and quickened his pace, leaving the two younger disciples of the Yan Yue Immortal Sect. He didn't want to talk at all.

Damn it! Your sister Li Si Dao is the Saint Child of the Sword Tomb. Why don't you go to the Sword Tomb to hold her thigh, but instead come to the Yan Yue Immortal Sect to be a little newcomer!?

Your sister has the surname Li, why do you have the surname Yuan?

To deceive, to bully me, a twenty-something old man.

What about the others, are all the disciples of the Yan Yue Immortal Sect so uncivilized!?

As a senior brother who is older than you, I take the initiative to chat with you to build a relationship, and you all ignore me...

Are you polite!?

Also communicate... What a joke!

Looking at the front of the team.

Zhang Zhen Tian and Elder Xu are walking in the front, Elder Xu, as Su Huai's assistant, bears the heavy responsibility of chatting with Zhang Zhen Tian and maintaining the friendly relationship between the two sects.

For some special reasons, to enter the place where the Yan Yue Immortal Sect is located, you must go through the mountain climbing stone steps, and you can't take the flying demon beast directly like when you go down the mountain.

So everyone is climbing the mountain honestly.

But the more he climbed, the more Su Huai felt guilty.

Until everyone arrived at the end of the stone steps, Elder Xu was still smiling and introducing the infrastructure of the Yan Yue Immortal Sect to Zhang Zhen Tian.

"Hehe, please look, Zhang Peak Master!"

"Ahead is the first security barrier set by our sect, used to inquire about the heart - the Knocking Heart Gate!"

Zhang Zhen Tian looked up and sighed, "It is indeed the Yan Yue Immortal Sect, such a big array is really exquisite!"

"I just don't know why there is a big hole left on purpose?"

"Haha, of course it's for..."

"Hmm!? Wait, a big hole? What big hole?"

Elder Xu was stunned, looked in the direction Zhang Zhen Tian was pointing, his face turned white immediately, and he let out a mournful cry, rushing to the big hole in the Knocking Heart Gate barrier.

The hole was more than two meters high, and it was obvious at a glance that it was artificially damaged.

"How is this possible... How is this possible..."

"Master... I'm sorry for you!"

Elder Xu was originally the elder of the Ling Array Peak, and the one who laid out the Knocking Heart Array was his master, the former peak master of Ling Array Peak who died in the Ghost Weeping Abyss battlefield.

Now seeing that the big array left by his master was actually broken with such a big hole, it would take at least three to five years to heal by itself, of course, he felt sad and angry!

Su Huai also felt sad and angry!

As the Yan Yue Saint Child, he didn't want to destroy his own spirit array, but he had to!

This array always stopped him at the mountain gate on the grounds of having an unrighteous heart, which must have been a problem and should have been dismantled for repair long ago!

If there is no fixed big hole, how can he enter the door!?

It's okay to stop me during the assessment, but I have become the Saint Child of the Yan Yue Immortal Sect, how can I still stop me?

How can there be a saint who cannot enter the mountain gate in the world!?

Su Huai felt wronged, but he couldn't say it out loud.

After all, let alone talking about climbing over the inner female disciples' courtyard wall.

In just over ten days, three bodies have been thrown into the Sunken Moon Lake, and now he is not even sure if his heart is righteous...

So at this time, he could only show regret on his face and go forward to comfort Elder Xu.

"Old Xu, don't be too sad..."

"This hole looks fresh, the thief who broke it must not have run far, we can investigate."

Elder Xu then wiped his tears and gritted his teeth and said, "The Saint Child is right! Investigate! Must investigate!"

"I will make that thief wish he was dead!"

"That's right! I also want him to wish he was dead!"

"So, Old Xu, have there been any suspicious people around our sect recently?"

"Suspicious people... Could it be some valley people in the Sunken Moon Valley at the foot of the mountain, who have become obsessed with demons and want to go up the mountain?"

Su Huai shook his head: "Impossible, to break this big array without anyone noticing, at least eight-order strength is needed to do it!"

"Eight-order... To say the recent unfamiliar eight-order strong people outside the sect, there is only..."

Elder Xu turned his head and looked at Zhang Zhen Tian.

Zhang Zhen Tian, who was just gloating and enjoying the melon, suddenly stopped laughing.

He felt that his back suddenly became heavier, as if he had a black pot on his back.

Damn it, it has nothing to do with me.