491: Chapter 61 Peeping_2 491: Chapter 61 Peeping_2 The Red Robed Monk said coldly, “A monk, a youth in black…”
The next moment.
His heart jolted with fear, his back drenched in cold sweat.
The scene before his Eye Power shifted.
The youth in black, who had stood beside the tall monk, now cast his gaze directly to where the Red Robed Monk was…
and then vanished on the spot.
A strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.
“Form the array!”
“Form the array!!”
The Red Robed Monk shouted loudly, quickly centering himself.
Eleven disciples, based on their Cultivation Realm, spread out in succession, stepping on Flying Swords.
Two among them, at Foundation Establishment Stage, were wobbling due to unstable cultivation, barely managing to reach the river by relying on talismans.
They now completed the edges of the Sword Array!
Twelve people, twelve streams of Sword Qi, some thick, some fine.
In an instant, they formed a giant red python!
The Red Robed Monk took the lead, with Xuan Wu standing beside him.
These two Cultivators of the Cave Heaven Realm formed the “head of the python” of the entire Sword Array, exuding a magnificent presence.
However, the rest of the “body of the python” seemed somewhat “rough and comical” due to the low Cultivation Realm of those forming it.
“Buzz—”
A Sword Sound pierced through the River Fog.
Xie Xuanyi, standing on a Flying Sword, arrived in an instant.
He simply glanced at the Sword Array before him and without a word, pointed out a finger.
The Rule of Destruction, condensing thirty percent!
A pitch-black whip tore through heaven and earth, descending with a massive crash!
“Boom!”
The Red Robed Monk looked up, only to see the sky suddenly darken.
He quickly raised both hands, redirecting the entire Sword Array to brace for this casually thrown strike by someone at Perfect Cave Heaven.
The River exploded.
The Sword Array, formed by twelve people, was shattered in an instant.
A crackling explosion rang out, breaking both the Sword Array and the swords themselves.
The two who formed the “head of the python,” still keeping up appearances, endured the strike.
But the remaining ten fell into the waters of Qu River.
The two Foundation Establishment Cultivators were especially pitiful, unable to control Qi to leave the river’s surface, they were directly swept into the depths by the river’s waves.
Wails and screams echoed over the river.
“…”
Xie Xuanyi watched the scene expressionlessly.
He noticed the snuff bottle in the Red Robed Monk’s hand.
“Are you sent by Yuan Jimo?”
Xie Xuanyi, with hands behind his back, stood above the waves of the river.
The Purple Green Treasure Ship did not sail in this direction but veered away slightly.
Within thirty meters around him, Xie Xuanyi’s Sword Qi enveloped everything, preventing voices from carrying and Divine Thought from transmitting.
“What are you talking about…
Who is Yuan Jimo?
We don’t know him!”
Xuan Wu, the young disciple beside the Red Robed Monk, spoke with clenched teeth, his voice dark.
“…Heh.”
Xie Xuanyi couldn’t help but let out a derisive laugh.
He mocked, “If you have nothing to do with Yuan Jimo, a straightforward denial would suffice.
Why bother with excess.
Aren’t there any Cultivators in the world unaware of Yuan Jimo’s disreputable name?”
Upon these words.
The expressions of both the Red Robed Monk and Xuan Wu changed.
“I know, your realms are low, your abilities mediocre.
Your trip to Qu River is certainly not to interdict the ships.”
Xie Xuanyi said calmly, “One at Initial Cave Heaven, another at the Seventh Realm of Cave Heaven.
Even if Yuan Jimo were blind, he wouldn’t send you to ambush the delegation…”
Though the words were hurtful, they were true.
Xie Xuanyi knew.
These people were sent by Yuan Jimo to spy on the movements of the delegation.
Throughout the journey, intricate routes were taken, and every time the delegation paused to rest, they would set up Array Patterns and Talismans to ensure nothing was amiss.
Xie Xuanyi concealed “Jun Mountain” very well.
But news of a Taoist Reincarnation True Person couldn’t be kept completely hidden, Yuan Jimo would surely harbor doubts, and these people were likely sent to confirm Jun Mountain’s presence.
“What is this Daoist friend talking about?
We just happened to pass by.”
The Red Robed Monk took a deep breath and said coldly, “Qu River belongs to the people of the world…
Why is the Daoist friend acting so tyrannical?
Are you going to kill us just because we took a couple of glances?”
The wind howled over the river, bringing a brief silence upon the water.
“I come from Da Sui Sword Palace.”
“My surname is Xie.”
Xie Xuanyi spoke gently, revealing his identity.
These two sentences alone were enough to remind many of a chilling past.
“You…”
The middle-aged Red Robed Monk’s expression became somewhat frantic.
The connection of Da Sui Sword Palace and the Xie surname inevitably reminded people of something that happened in the North Sea ten years ago.
He thought of the unwarranted massacre initiated by Xie Xuanyi back in the days.
At the slightest conflict, he would strike to kill!
Indeed, this was what the renowned killer was capable of!
“By the edict of the Emperor of Great Chu, I, Xie, escort the delegation of the Fan Yin Temple back home.
Should anyone dare hinder our way, I am authorized to execute first and report later—this is a royal privilege!”
The playful smile on Xie Xuanyi’s face gradually disappeared, leaving his tone chilling and indifferent by the end: “The only reason I indulged in some extra words with you was out of sheer amusement…
If you refuse to cooperate, it will take me no more than ten breaths to send you all to meet the King of Hell.”
Having said that.
Xie Xuanyi released his Divine Thought.
Boom!
The river, still churning, froze suddenly as cold as ice.
Those disciples struggling on the surface of the river were also immobilized, with half of their bodies covered by the cold Sword Intent.
“Master…”
Xuan Wu’s complexion was ashen, his body trembling uncontrollably under the immense pressure; he couldn’t even utter a complete sentence.
The Red Robed Monk was no better off.
His whole body shivered.
“I ask, you answer.
Don’t force me to perform a Soul Search.”
Xie Xuanyi said expressionlessly: “What did Yuan Jimo send you here for?”
“I…”
The Red Robed Monk struggled for a moment but his Divine Thought quickly shattered completely.
“Master Yuan sent us to spy on the Treasure Ship…”
“But, I saw nothing…”
Seeing that Xie Zhen offered no response.
“Every word I have spoken just now is the truth; I dare not deceive in the slightest…”
The Red Robed Monk’s face was streaming with tears as he knelt down out of nowhere, pleading mournfully: “Master Xie, I beg you to spare my life!”
Xie Xuanyi noted something interesting in the words of the Red Robed Monk.
He said with a mocking laugh: “Sparing your life is not out of question.
However, what about the other disciples?
They came to Qu River with you…”
“Them?
They have nothing to do with me!”
The Red Robed Monk did not hesitate for a second, quickly putting on a submissive smile: “If it pleases Master Xie, you may kill them all!”
Xuan Wu was stunned, frozen in place.
The disciples, frozen in the river by Sword Intent, also stood frozen in shock.
“These people, after all, have shared life and death with you.”
Xie Xuanyi spoke softly: “You’re truly heartless… No wonder Yuan Jimo would make use of you.”
The very next moment.
The smile on the Red Robed Monk’s face suddenly solidified.
Xie Xuanyi extended a finger and lightly touched the monk’s forehead.
Buzz!
A stream of the Rule of Destruction directly swept into his Soul Sea.
Despite the despicable facade of this Red Robed Monk, Xie Xuanyi did not believe his words, and directly resorted to a Soul Search, forcibly extracting the memories he desired…
The man, named Huo Qu, had a small domain of his own in the Qu River region, took in a few disciples, and relied on the patronage of the Imperial City Department to establish his own sect.
Huo Qu had not lied; he was merely an insignificant pawn under Yuan Jimo’s command.
He was dispatched to the Qu River region
Merely to observe any movements on the Purple Green Treasure Ship.
The Array in Fangyuan Square was formidable; with an average Divine Soul Realm, Huo Qu saw no useful intelligence and was discovered by Xie Xuanyi, Jun Mountain, and Miao Zhen with their Divine Thought.
“Crackling…”
Xie Xuanyi withdrew the finger that was touching the forehead.
Sword Intent burst forth.
The Red Robed Monk who was kneeling in mid-air shattered like porcelain, and just before Huo Qu perished, his face was still filled with a flattering, obsequious smile.
After a few breaths, the river wind blew over and his body fragmented like shattered porcelain, scattering to the surface of the river.
“Splash!”
Xie Xuanyi lifted the suppression and imprisonment of the Sword Intent, and the river within a thirty-zhang radius resumed its surging state.
These people were also once again free.
“Master…”
Xuan Wu stared blankly at the ashes before him, collapsing to his knees in devastation.
His eyes were filled with pain.
But more so, they were filled with grief.