Chapter 130: Who Exactly is Plotting? (6k)
Zhou Qing frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "The Sect Leader will definitely choose to send reinforcements."
"Knowingly walk into the tiger's den despite knowing there's a tiger? It's pretty much what I guessed too, but no one can say for sure what the exact situation inside the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect is now. What if it's a ruse of self-injury? Once we get in, and the three families suddenly turn on us, it would be like trapping a turtle in a jar, wouldn't it?" Yan Xiaohu said worriedly.
Zhou Qing nodded, not ruling out this possibility.
Evidently, the incident with Qian Dafu had left a psychological shadow on both of them.
However, Zhou Qing had bound herself with Immortal Xuan You, who had always seen her as unremarkable, so there was a 50% probability that she wasn't allied with the Cangyan Daoist Palace.
Yan Xiaohu analyzed, "It's really hard to say. Didn't you mention that Immortal Xuan You only has a few years left to live? Maybe she has allied with Cangyan Daoist Palace to put our Taiqing Sect in a difficult position, just to force Senior Brother back."
Zhou Qing was taken aback.
Yan Xiaohu slapped his thigh and his eyes lit up, "Really, now you are at the Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown stage, giving her a sense of urgency, yet everyone can't find her, so she can only target Senior Brother, whom she believes is at the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown stage."
"By then, once she captures Senior Brother, with her late-stage Divinity Transformation Realm cultivation, it's as easy as pie to drug him. Didn't our Senior Sister always say that the prettier a woman is, the better she is at deceiving people?"
"Otherwise, why does trouble always happen around them? After attending the Five Sects Treasure Exchange Gathering, a large number of disciples went missing, and the Palace Master of Cangyan Daoist Palace has been pursuing her for many years. This time she even broke through the mountain gate. Look at that—"
Zhou Qing smiled bitterly after hearing this, but did not refute.
At such a critical time, any thoughts and opinions had to be considered, no matter how unrealistic.
It was not until early the next morning that Mo Xingjian returned, exhausted.
The two hurriedly went to greet him again.
"Let's talk inside!" Mo Xingjian said.
Once inside the main hall, after activating the Sound Insulation Restriction, Mo Xingjian drank some water to moisten his throat before saying to the two, "The sect has decided to join forces with the Phecda Sect and head to Cyan Feather Immortal Sect for the rescue."
"Can they be trusted?" Yan Xiaohu asked.
Mo Xingjian said, "What else can we do if they can't be trusted? Should we look for Cangyan Daoist Palace instead? When we recovered the Storage Bag of Task Hall Master, Gu Tao, both sides had already laid their cards on the table, but it hasn't reached the point of flipping the table yet."
"What we can do now is rely on the Phecda Sect's divination abilities to help us avoid traps along the way and see if we can safely reach Cyan Feather Immortal Sect; at least let's rescue a batch of people first."
It indeed seemed like a good plan.
Mo Xingjian continued, "Last night, the Sect Leader of Phecda Sect secretly arrived and discussed plans with us for a whole night. To be safe, two routes, one overt and one covert, were formulated. Although this was supposed to be top secret, there's no harm in telling you, so you can help perfect the plans."
But Zhou Qing seemed to have thought of something and immediately asked, "Master, has the Sect Leader of Phecda Sect left?"
Mo Xingjian, puzzled, said, "Not yet, but he will probably leave soon."
Zhou Qing immediately said, "Master, I want to meet him."
Since her Talent Skill Heart Mirror Vision leveled up to four, she had four more binding slots. After much consideration, she gave one to Elder Jiang Pu, the guardian of the Soul Tower.
Unfortunately, his impression of her was one of "an extremely unlucky person overly cautious to the point of misery," a long remark, but not very revealing.
Now, there were three slots left. Since the Taiqing Sect had decided to cooperate with them, she might as well take this opportunity to see if it could bring her peace of mind.
However, Mo Xingjian shook his head, "Master Xuanji came here secretly, and few know about it. If you go to see him, he might think we are not sincere in our cooperation."
Thinking about it in terms of others' perspectives, Zhou Qing understood of course. If just any disciple could see him, it would seem like they didn't take the cooperation seriously at all.
But now it is a matter that concerns the survival of Taiqing Sect, and there could be no room for carelessness.
Zhou Qing said firmly, "Master, I must see him, even if it's just for a short while. I want to see if I can sniff out something."
Mo Xingjian smiled helplessly, "What could you sniff out? Stop messing around and focus; I need to tell you about these two routes, we may need your help..."
"Master, this is really important to me!" Zhou Qing grabbed Mo Xingjian's arm and pleaded earnestly.
Seeing Zhou Qing like this, Mo Xingjian's expression grew increasingly serious and he asked, "Are you sure?"
"Sure! Even if Master Xuanji feels slighted by this, do you think he will cut off cooperation because of it? They have no choice but to rely on us now. At most, I'll apologize afterwards." Zhou Qing said resolutely.
Mo Xingjian hesitated briefly, then had to agree.
"Alright, let's go then. Hu, gather all the Golden Core Realm disciples that we trust!"
Mo Xingjian no longer hesitated, got up, and instructed immediately.
Yan Xiaohu nodded continuously. Mo Xingjian then took Zhou Qing and headed straight to Divine Peak...
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Zhou Qing looked somewhat nervous, continuously watching the main hall ahead while Master and the Sect Leader were engaged in conversation.
"I just saved your life yesterday, and now you're turning your back on me so quickly? Can't he help me figure out how to repair my fourth son's Golden Core? It won't take much time." Mo Xingjian, relentless, rebutted Cao Zhengyang into silence.