CHAPTER 284: 282. LETTER FROM MURONG QING (MAKE-UP POST)

With a furious rebuke from Wen Ping, the crowd scattered like frightened birds and beasts.

Only Luo Mi and a few elders remained.

For Hua Xiaozhu’s father, Hua Zixun, Wen Ping actually didn’t want to speak too harshly. After all, Hua Xiaozhu is now a disciple of the Immortal Sect, which means they have some connection. As a father, Hua Zixun wanting Hua Xiaozhu to go to a better place is understandable, and Wen Ping could see the agitation in his words.

The situation of the Immortal Sect, as circulated outside, was indeed eight or nine out of ten as Hua Zixun said.

It was normal for Hua Zixun to easily believe in rumors.

When Wen Ping approached, Hua Zixun quickly responded, "Sect Leader Wen, I just want to take my daughter away and have no intention of offending your sect."

He had heard of Wen Ping’s power.

Even Wei Qianjue fell at Wen Ping’s hands, so naturally, he dared not overstep too much. Moreover, the "inaction" of the Hundred Sects Alliance also led him to hold the Immortal Sect in some respect.

Here, inaction refers to not sending people to eradicate.

This was not the way the Hundred Sects Alliance usually operated.

Therefore, there must be something unusual about it.

Wen Ping continued, "I believe that as a father, sometimes you can’t be too single-minded. You still need to listen to why she wants to stay here, talk it out with your daughter. Don’t let unnecessary conflicts arise because of this... Right, Clan Leader Hua, you can talk, but if you try to forcibly take Hua Xiaozhu away, I won’t care if you’re her father or not."

Hua Zixun nodded, silently suppressing his anxious emotions.

But he didn’t say anything.

At this moment, Luo Mi hurriedly chimed in, "Uncle, we’re really doing great here, definitely a hundred times better than that Mitian Sect."

"What do you know?" Hua Zixun replied indifferently.

Seeing Hua Zixun silent, Wen Ping continued, "Clan Leader Hua, if all a father knows is to let his child do this and that, and make them do things that he thinks are right, that’s truly sad. You might say I’ve never been a father and wouldn’t understand, and I don’t want to explain. If there’s no talk, I’ll have to ask you to leave the mountain straightaway. Hua Xiaozhu is now an Immortal Sect disciple; she doesn’t want to leave, and no one can take her away today, including you, her father."

With that, Wen Ping cast a cold glance around.

Hua Zixun did not respond, only casting a cold glance at Luo Mi.

Clearly, he transferred his resentment towards Luo Qianye into that fleeting look at Luo Mi.

Suddenly, Hua Xiaozhu grasped her father’s wrist again and said to Wen Ping, "Sect Leader, thank you."

With that, she pulled her father’s hand and walked down the Thousand Layers.

Hua Zixun glanced at Wen Ping and then looked around at the many Profound Realm cultivators. Powerless, he could only choose to compromise, "Then let’s talk."

Just as the two were about to go down the mountain, Luo Mi suddenly ran up to remind, "Ah Zhu, think carefully about what can be said and what cannot."

Hua Xiaozhu nodded.

She then took her father down the Thousand Layers, and they casually found an inn to talk.

However, Hua Zixun remained silent, just listening to Hua Xiaozhu speak.

But after saying a few words, Hua Zixun coldly asked, "Are you reluctant to leave Luo Mi?"

"Father, what are you talking about?"

"I know you two have a good relationship, and Luo Mi is a hardworking child, but you cannot give up your future for him. Mitian Sect is a Three-star Sect, how many people would break their necks to get in? If it weren’t for my acquaintance with Elder Nan Hao from years ago, how would you have gotten this opportunity? Moreover, weren’t you quite happy about it some time ago?"

"Father, you don’t know, the Immortal Sect is indeed more suitable for me than the Mitian Sect. For instance, the Mitian Sect cannot teach me like this!"

With that, Hua Xiaozhu stood upright.

She took her sword from the Storage Ring.

"Swordsmanship... Could it be that in these few days, the Immortal Sect has already taught you a Yellow Level Top-Grade Vein Skill?"

Hua Zixun calmly smiled.

"No, it’s better than Yellow Level Top-Grade."

As her words fell, the long sword was unsheathed.

It turned into a white light and flew straight at a wine jar not far away.

In just a blink, the wine jar was sliced in half, and the sword returned to its sheath.

Bang!

The sliced-off half of the wine jar fell to the ground, startling the nearby shop assistant.

The shopkeeper, drawn by the sound, saw the scene and immediately scolded the shop assistant, "Is your arm broken?"

"No..."

Just as the shop assistant was about to explain, Hua Xiaozhu hurriedly handed over a gold coin.

"Sorry, I broke it."

With that, Hua Xiaozhu returned to the dining table.

Hua Zixun was speechless at this point, dumbfounded as he recalled that previous sword strike.

It wasn’t sword qi; the sword flew out on its own.

Such a profound mystery in swordsmanship, unheard of.

"Did the Immortal Sect really teach you this swordsmanship?"

"Of course, and this is the only thing I can tell you. You don’t know; among the sect, both Luo Mi and I are at the bottom in terms of realm. The weakest at our age is now at the ninth level of Body Refinement. Moreover, the Immortal Sect never shows favoritism; the Sect Leader is especially good, and whatever the elders enjoy, we can enjoy too. Father, going to the Mitian Sect, the gap between the Inner and Outer Sect is vast. I would only stay in the Outer Sect there. Why bother?"

"This..."

Hua Zixun was at a loss for words.

He was indeed swayed.

In truth, he was the kind of person who wouldn’t abandon a goal for decades, no matter how difficult the path ahead.

But he believed in what his daughter said.

Because of that one sword strike!

The Immortal Sect had imparted such profound swordsmanship.

After a long pause, Hua Zixun finally spoke, "Allow me some time to observe, you can go back to cultivate for now."

...

After the father and daughter descended the mountain, Wen Ping turned to Yu Mo and said, "Go check and make sure Hua Zixun doesn’t forcibly take Hua Xiaozhu away."

Yu Mo nodded and hurriedly went down Yunlan Mountain.

As Yu Mo left, Wen Ping shifted his gaze to Huan Cheng and asked, "Uncle, is there something else?"

"Yes."

Nodding, Huan Cheng took out a letter from his pocket.

He continued, "This was brought by my subordinate from Black Rock City, containing a personal letter for you from Murong Qing, the Alliance Chief of the Hundred Sects Alliance."

"Oh... Murong Qing."

Wen Ping grinned and then took the letter out of the envelope on the spot.

The letter said:

Sect Leader Wen, your esteemed reputation precedes you.

Your recent fame in East Lake is well-known, a Starless Sect yet possessing the foundation of a pseudo-Three-star Sect.

To be honest, I would really like to meet you and personally get a feel for your power.

However, the deaths of the two Alliance Chiefs and Guardians of my Hundred Sects Alliance are all related to you, and I fear I cannot realize my wish to spar with you.

Let’s do it this way, you come forward and confess, and hand over the secret treasure. I, Murong Qing, can plead with the higher-ups on your behalf to redefine your crimes, perhaps sparing your life.

No!

Don’t tear.

Because here’s the consequence if you don’t come forward — Cangwu City, destroyed!

Nearly ten thousand people will suffer isolation throughout East Lake because of you. Oh, I’ve heard Cangwu City is running low on food?