mesbooks Chapter 132 Who are you?
Chapter 132 Who are you?
A year has passed, and Lu Xihan's cultivation has improved a lot. She even seems to be on the verge of a breakthrough. She must have suppressed it herself. As for why, only she herself probably knows.
Liu Jun didn't keep his eyes on her. On the contrary, after the two invited her into the group, she only said a few polite words and left Ning Shen behind before flying back ahead.
She didn't really know much about Ning Shen. Compared to the other distinctive and outstanding members of the female lead's protection team, his presence wasn't that strong.
Moreover, he spends most of his time working in the Punishment Hall of Xuanshan Sect, and doesn't have much interaction with the female lead who travels all over the world. He can only secretly think about the female lead, but things often come to nothing.
Ning Shen was also not a talkative person, and even after flying alongside Liu Jun for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything to say.
The two hadn't seen each other for a whole year since their last parting, and even though they had communicated through other means, they had never exchanged messages.
This was only their second meeting, and they weren't even close. The messages were all forced on one side.
Originally, Liu Jun hadn't paid any attention to it. How could someone as meticulous as Ning Shen do something reckless again? Even if he wanted to say something, he had no starting point.
He knew nothing about her either, yet why was he so insistent on getting her contact information when they first met, as if he were bewitched?
He was just following the main group, making good progress, when he spotted this person again and found himself standing next to him.
Because they were flying on swords and weapons, most of them were standing, and Ning Shen was no exception. However, Liu Jun, who was sitting cross-legged on a leaf-shaped flying vehicle the size of a blanket, looked very casual, which was in stark contrast to Ning Shen.
No one knew how long they had been flying until the leader at the front sent word that the group needed to rest for the night before finally stopping. Looking at the horizon, they realized it was almost evening.
Cultivators don't need to get up early and stay up late; they can travel for several days in a row without any problem, since they have spiritual power to rely on.
However, they had already been traveling for five or six days before meeting Liu Jun. Even with all their spiritual energy, they couldn't withstand such exhaustion. Resting would not only relieve their fatigue but also replenish the spiritual energy they had consumed during their journey.
Although the matter of Lingshui is urgent, it is not to this extent urgent.
The distance between Penglaijian and Lingshui is the furthest. There are places closer to Lingshui, and the local sects have already sent people to deal with it. Otherwise, the sects living in Penglaijian would not have just sent some juniors. The Venerables who are stationed at the mountain gate would have gone long ago.
It seems they also believe that the Lingshui incident is not a big problem, otherwise they wouldn't be able to sit still like this.
Most of the people sent by Xuanshan Sect this time were elites from within the sect, and even several elders were sent. However, their strength was slightly inferior to that of people from other sects, and few of the sect's "seed players" were seen. It is unknown how Lü Yuanbai planned this.
It was strange that Yu Yunyang didn't come, nor did Su Jiangling. Wei Qiushuang had come, but he didn't.
That makes sense, in the original story, no one else was involved in the secret realm they fell into; only a few lucky people fell in.
Moreover, just like the illusion, the flow of time inside and outside that secret realm is different. To those outside, they disappeared for a moment and then returned, but inside, they were spat out by the secret realm after several days.
Yes, it was the kind of forced departure. It really felt like vomiting. People were walking, sitting cross-legged, picking spiritual herbs or being chased by monsters, when they were just forcibly thrown out without any order or method.
The world is vast and full of wonders. Such secret realms are not unheard of. Some are immortal mansions left behind by ancestors, with their own magic arrays that move around and open the entrance from time to time. There's nothing strange about that.
Such secret realms are often teeming with opportunities and treasures, yet they pose little danger. However, their whereabouts are extremely difficult to trace. Those fortunate enough to enter invariably experience a meteoric rise in strength, readily acquiring rare and precious materials—truly a great opportunity.
As the female lead, she naturally has no shortage of such opportunities; the others who got in were just benefiting from her success.
As someone who joined halfway through, Liu Jun naturally had to seek advice from the elder leading the team.
The elder leading the group also briefly asked her about her background and what well-known things she had done. Liu Jun naturally told him about going to the competition.
As for their origins, they can just make something up. With Ning Shen and Lu Xihan, two "acquaintances," as shields, and someone who can enter the Xuanshan Sect legitimately during the competition, their doubts will naturally be dispelled.
It's good to have one more person in the team now. Although this little girl's Golden Core strength isn't quite up to par, it's still better than nothing. In this world, there are plenty of people who don't care if it doesn't concern them. They can't stop these old men from going to Lingshui to suppress the demons if they want to.
Just as everyone was resting, an unexpected person came to find Liu Jun.
Mu Wenyu, a genius sword cultivator of the Mu Cang Sect.
Lu Xihan had fought against him in a competition, and Liu Jun had seen him before, which was why he recognized him.
But they don't seem to have met or known each other before, so why did he come to find her?
Especially since he was standing right in front of her, blocking her view (“▔□▔)!
Liu Jun squinted at him for a while, wondering about his background.
Across from him, Mu Wenyu, holding his immortal sword, was also scrutinizing the woman before him.
"You're the one who joined halfway through, named Liu Xing?"
Liu Jun looked puzzled: "Yes."
So what does he want to do?
“I also know someone named Liu Xing, but she is in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, a member of the Xuanshan Sect, and doesn’t look like you.”
Mu Wenyu's eyes were half-closed, as if he was recalling something.
He didn't know that woman in the past, nor did he ever think about knowing her. Now, all he could think of was that unremarkable face and her arrogant behavior within his sect.
Just as unpleasant as the unremarkable face in front of me.
Why do they all have the same name?
"The world is so big, it's not strange to share the same name."
Liu Jun stared straight at him without changing her expression. How could she tell him that the other person was also her, and that she had simply been using the alias because she found it convenient?
As she said, there are plenty of people in the world with the same name, so she wasn't afraid of being exposed. The illusion she used before and the one she used now wasn't the same face, so no one could see any flaws.
“Indeed, there are many people with the same name… but I’ve asked around, and there’s no one named ‘Liu Xing’ in the Xuanshan Sect, not even anyone with the same pronunciation. So where did that woman come from?”
"What is the meaning of this, fellow immortal?"
Liu Jun feigned confusion, not knowing what he wanted to say.
Mu Wenyu scrutinized her for a few moments, then suddenly turned his back to her, and for some reason scoffed, "How stupid must I be to mistake you for one person? That woman is at least a Nascent Soul cultivator, while you... are very weak."
Lu Xihan defeated him in the competition, but she did not become his inner demon. Instead, the woman who came to Mu Cang Sect a few years ago has been lingering in his mind and cannot be shaken off.
But that woman wasn't from the Xuanshan Sect, so why did she impersonate someone from the Xuanshan Sect and go to their sect?
That woman dared to so blatantly borrow an identity for such an easily exposed lie; her courage is truly admirable.
She was just an ordinary woman, whom he didn't care about at all back then, and even looked down on. She was just a useless person who had risen to power through alchemy and taking pills. But over the past year, her appearance and name have been planted in his heart like a virus, and he can't get rid of them no matter what he does.
He didn't know what he was struggling with. His Dao heart remained steadfast and was not shaken by being defeated by someone with a useless spiritual root. That person with a useless spiritual root was even on the same team as him now.
But just because he heard this name, he eagerly came looking for me, I don't know why.
I don't know if he was laughing at this person or at himself.
Liu Jun sat back down cross-legged, watching this person who had come and gone so inexplicably without showing much emotion on his face as before.
Watching his departing figure, she rested her chin on her hand, a half-smile on her face, and said, "Who knows? A seemingly weak person can kill a lot of people when they get fierce."
Whether he could hear her or not, the person who was still walking suddenly stopped and turned around sharply to look at her.
He must have heard what she said.
That makes sense. They're all cultivators, so how could their hearing be bad? And there's no soundproofing array around them. There are probably a few people watching this place, wanting to hear some gossip.
Liu Jun smiled broadly at him, resting her chin on her hand, showing no intention of whispering anything.
She had an ordinary appearance, barely deserving of the title of pretty, but she was quite ordinary among cultivators.
This is the kind of person who casually utters such a sentence, yet it inexplicably sends a chill down one's spine, making one dare not take it lightly.
"Who...are you?"