Chapter 009: Light Snow

Xu Cang smiled but did not speak

Pei Fan pursed her lips, holding onto Ning Yi's sleeve, the two of them exchanging glances, unsure of what this scene truly signified

It will undoubtedly attract widespread attention

His lips were parched as he asked earnestly, "Can the Daoist sect really ensure the girl is sent back safely?"

Zhou You coldly mocked, "Do you think that by holding fine snow, those people will obediently stand there for you to chop?"

Perhaps after being infused with starlight by its designated master, it will transform into a completely different appearance

Because she knows what kind of sword the Fine Snow is

This is a very terrifying matter

Xu Cang raised the sword in his hand and calmly said, "Do you know the name of this sword?"

Regarding Mount Luojia ... . ... The result that Pei Fan has been longing for seems to no longer matter at this point.

Of course.

This is a difficult decision

Ning Yi was somewhat bewildered

Ning Yi supported his forehead

What are you thinking? Xu Cang found it somewhat amusing and said, "Who needs you to deliver it?"

Perhaps it is a weapon sharper than fine snow

Zhou You fell silent

He originally thought that he could rely on the four hundred taels of silver earned from selling chains to return to the Great Sui with Pei Fan

I know, of course I know

Opportunities may suddenly arrive one day, so unreasonably, and just crash right in front of the youth

Ning Yi's breathing became rapid

Xu pressed one hand against "Fine Snow," the sword sheath emitted a ringing sound, and in the sunken area of the ground, the bone leaf, which was pinned down and unable to move by the tip of the sword sheath, was precisely that piece.

Ning Yi then asked, "Can I go along as well?"

Zhou You smiled and said: "The people I, the Xiling Dao Sect, wish to protect, not to mention the Sacred Mountain of the Great Sui, even that emperor must be given some respect."

Ning Yi felt somewhat embarrassed, but due to his status, he could only answer honestly: "As you can see, this is a flute... Of course, I use it to play... Sometimes, when the knife on the cutting board is dull, it is very useful for cutting vegetables and meat quickly... I have also tried sawing wood... It is too thin; although the cut is quick, it is not very convenient.

Zhou Youqi laughed angrily and gritted his teeth, saying: "Alright, if you have the ability, climb out of the West Ridge by yourself. At that time, I will not intervene again. The few sacred mountains of the Great Sui, due to regulations, have not sent forth those powerful individuals who have broken through the Tenth Realm, but do you think that with your current cultivation, you can safely reach the Great Sui?"

The whole world wants to kill you, Xu Cang. Do you know that?

After finishing this sentence, Zhou You raised his head, and the slender package had already been unwrapped

The object that was severed is the white bone leaf that flew out from Ning Yihua's embrace

Xu Cang, who was leisurely tidying up the black cloth wrapped around the sword covered in fine snow, had an increasingly pronounced smile at the corners of his lips

Xu Cang fell silent

In the blink of an eye, Ning Yi felt a sudden force on his shoulder, causing his entire body to be spun around. Amidst the dazzling confusion, the bone flute leaf in his arms was knocked out by Xu Cang.

The bone leaves remain motionless like a mountain, yet the sword sheath trembles incessantly

Zhou You took a gentle breath

Ning Yi truly never thought about such distant matters

Zhou You shook his head and said: "It is not allowed"

He took this bone flute to cut vegetables and play tunes because he had not even embarked on the path of cultivation

Zhou You turned around, and on his back was a long, slender package, tightly bound. This young and handsome Taoist untied the long ropes at both ends of the slender package, stood the slender object upright on the ground, and began to unwrap the cloth.

Pei Fan widened his eyes

If they stood a little higher, just a bit higher, they would discover that this bone flute, which Ning Yi often uses to pass the time during moments of boredom, is certainly not just a simple musical instrument or a sharp blade.

It was a slender long sword, bearing seven parts of pallor and three parts of the uncanny... To be precise, it was the scabbard of the long sword

The black cloth crumbles inch by inch

Zhou You, however, squinted his eyes

I will not kill you

White thunder, fine snow flutters away

Zhou You calmly said: "If you are willing to come to my Dao Sect, you can directly join my Zixiao Palace. If you want to send the girl from the Pei family back to the Great Sui, you need not worry about those petty figures from Yingtian Prefecture, Lingshan, or the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld. I will personally escort her. Throughout the world, there is no holy mountain that does not know the name of Zhou You."

Zhou You has been confirmed, and the young man before me possesses no cultivation whatsoever, yet this bone flute has chosen him as its master.

Xu Zang's expression was calm

A person like Xu Cang appears to be carefree and self-indulgent, yet within his chest lies a flame and sword energy that burns more fiercely than anyone else's. Despite a thousand self-deprecating remarks, there resides a proud lion in the depths of his heart

What exactly has happened over the past decade? Has this proud man, after experiencing the ups and downs of ten years, finally resigned himself to defeat?

Pei Fan looked at the two seniors with an awkward and speechless expression

Ning Yi's mind was blank

It is not that I do not want to, but that I cannot

Zhou You looked at Xu Cang and said earnestly: "Tell me the truth, after she died... you left Xixue with me, for ten years, constantly fleeing, constantly facing setbacks, are you afraid, unwilling to have a final battle with me?"

Zhou You looked at Ning Yi and asked, "Is this yours?"

Because their level is insufficient

A man named Zhou You, with drooping brows and eyes, was preoccupied with unwrapping the cloth strips from a package. Ning Yi felt a sense of curiosity about what could be hidden inside, something that could compel this renowned scholar of Dao and *Tu* to wrap it so meticulously, a figure known for his ability to astonish the great holy mountains with a single word.

It may not be a bone flute at all

This is the first opportunity placed on his life's path

Ning Yi felt somewhat bewildered

Zhou You has no friends

Xu Cang was examining the scabbard of the long sword named "Fine Snow" and said with a smile: "Indeed, among that group of people who practiced at the Holy Mountain ten years ago, who could possibly match you, Zhou You, now?"

Zhou You felt somewhat disappointed, and a hint of imperceptible loss flashed in his eyes

Stunning like an immortal being

He said lightly: "I will escort you away from Xiling to the border of the Sui Dynasty, where the Daoist forces will not be able to catch up. After that, the journey will depend on you."

After these words were spoken, Ning Yi's expression changed slightly

The Daoist sect also wishes to kill you

"Do you think I can't defeat you?" Xu Cang cautiously picked up the black cloth, wrapping the delicate snow layer by layer. He rolled his eyes and said, "Have you categorized me with those who practiced on the Holy Mountain ten years ago? You, you little bird Taoist, think carefully, when have I ever practiced on the Holy Mountain?"

The quality of this bone flute is higher than that of fine snow

Zhou You spoke very quickly, and Ning Yi did not hear clearly in some places, while in many other places, he did not understand.

He lowered his head in a somewhat dazed manner, looking at Pei Fan, and found that the girl was also raising her head, staring blankly at him.

Such a bone flute is certainly not intended for playing or for cutting vegetables

Zhou You's expression was somewhat subtle, with many mixed emotions in his gaze, including disbelief, surprise, and pity, yet it was very pure, devoid of the strong-arming and plundering typical of the mundane world. More than that... it was a reflection on fate.

The choice of words in the travelogue is exquisite

It turns out that the things one strives for with all their might sometimes just come down to a single remark from a prominent figure

Zhou You's name has long been renowned throughout the world, and in the Western Ridge, no one is unaware of it. To be precise, the entire world knows of Dao Daozong, this once-in-a-century extraordinary genius.

Zhouyou represents the upper limit of the younger generation of cultivators from ten years ago

It was not until this moment that Ning Yi realized that the two of them were actually friends

This is Ning Yi's first impression

Not only in Shushan, but even when looking at the entire Sui Dynasty, if we discuss rank, "Fine Snow" is at the highest level. Beyond that level, it is difficult to distinguish clear differences in quality and strength among the various objects.

Xu Cang weakly smiled and said: "Yingtian Prefecture, Ling Mountain, the Underworld, the Heavenly Palace... more than half of the sacred mountains of the Great Sui want to kill me"

Zhou You gently threw the snow-white long sword, which traced an arc in the air. Xu Cang grasped it, flipped his wrist, and vibrated the sword body, shaking off the fine sword energy that covered the sheath like frost and snow.

It has always been mine

Xu Cang fell silent for a moment

After this sentence is spoken

If it is said that those favored by the majority of the resources of the Holy Mountain are the hope for the future of the Holy Mountain, then undoubtedly, all the Holy Mountains hope that their own saints can become figures like "Zhou You"

One day, if this young man named "Ning Yi" begins his cultivation and is able to infuse starlight into this flute

Ning Yi struggled slightly to close his eyes

Such a divine weapon of this caliber would not easily recognize a master. Therefore, the owner chosen by this bone flute must undoubtedly be a genius with exceptionally high talent in cultivation and rapid progress in their practice

Pei's expression, however, was markedly different

Zhou You fell silent once again

Xu Cang also has no friends

Xu was standing beside him at that moment, watching the scene with great interest. He did not rush to speak, but instead appreciated the confusion and turmoil reflected in the young man's eyes

Xu Cang's voice carried a hint of admiration, yet there was no trace of covetousness.

Then the whole world will know his name

Entering the Daoist sect... renowned throughout the world and - illustrations - books

The youngest palace master in the history of the Daoist sect Zixiao Palace

Xu Cang's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a sly smile, as one hand pressed down on Ning Yi's shoulder

The blade wrapped in black cloth, known as "Fine Snow," fell from the sky like thunder.

For a young man as ordinary and ignorant as him, who had to rely on theft to survive in Xiling every day... all of this seemed too distant until yesterday

"As long as you nod, I can grant you the Purple Profound Heart Method of the Dao Sect right now," Zhou You said calmly. "This flute recognizes you as its master, and with your talent, you will likely comprehend the Dao within a month at most, and then break into the top three realms. As for taking on a master... you can choose any palace lord from the four palaces of the Dao Sect as your teacher. The elders of the Sanqing Pavilion will protect your path, and regarding the future grand assembly, the Dao Sect will directly provide you with a core position."

This exceptionally handsome young Taoist, looking at Ning Yi, said earnestly: "Come to my Daoist sect, and I can assure you that this bone flute will be yours, and no one can take it away. In no more than ten years, you will be the next me"

Ning Yi involuntarily shivered; the appearance of that sword sheath was too striking. Even though Zhou You had not drawn the sword from the sheath, he could sense that within this sheath lay a sword intent, concealed for many years, filled with a chilling murderous aura.

Ning Yi had seen the sword light flying in the sky and the cultivators riding on horseback on the ground, yet he had never imagined that one day he would have the opportunity to step into this world

"But I will not kill you." Zhou You lifted the slender, snow-white sword sheath, holding the middle section with one hand while the other hand slowly reached out, bringing together the index and middle fingers. As he brushed over the ancient sheath, the undulating and mottled patterns covered its surface, and where his fingertips passed, a splash of clear water was raised.

Zhou You then asked: "What are you going to do with it?"

A red string ties up the snow-white long hair, untouched by the smoke and fire of the world