Senior Sister Bai Yueguang is incredibly strong.

Chapter 39 Sect Grand Competition (4)

Luo Zai Shui left in a hurry, perhaps influenced by that person's words, a thought lingering in her mind.

She shook her head and gave a self-deprecating laugh. She no longer cared about her background. Ever since she could remember, she had lived on Xianyun Peak, with her master, senior uncle, senior brother, and senior sister. It was her home. As for the rest, they were all in the past. Why bother to pursue them?

Yan Zhiqing watched Luo Zai Shui's departing figure, looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, curled his lips, and then limped towards the river. The Canglian Sect was still counting on him to get a ranking, so he had to break the formation quickly.

Lu Da suddenly leaned close to Ji Yuan's ear and whispered, "Is there a sect called Canglian Sect in Japan?"

Ji Yuan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know: "You know more people here. Do you know any elders from the Canglian Sect?"

"Wait a minute." Lu Da suddenly remembered something. "I don't know if the Canglian Sect exists in Japan, but the Luo family had a mortal enemy named Yan Wuzhuo, and this Yan Zhiqing..."

Lu Da suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If this person really approached Zai Shui on purpose, then... how did he know about Zai Shui's background?

"Xie Jing."

Ji Yuan spoke up to remind them, "Only Yan Wuzhuo knows that Xie Jing was adopted by the Luo family in his early years. The timing of Shui appearing by Xie Jing's side is too coincidental. They are probably just guessing."

Lu Da sighed, "These are all grudges from the previous generation. Why drag these younger generations into it? When will this cycle of revenge end? Besides, it involves Shui..."

He suddenly remembered the scene from back then. Perhaps it was because he was getting old, but more than ten years had passed in the blink of an eye.

It feels like just yesterday that Xie Jing excitedly told him he was going to be an uncle.

That day, Xie Jing received a letter from the Luo family and was so happy that he was at a loss for words. He bought a lot of miscellaneous things to send to his future niece as a gift.

"Hey, senior brother, do you think what I've prepared is enough? Should I buy a gold lock or something? I've seen that people in the mortal realm make a gold lock for their children to protect them. What do you think, maybe I should also make a gold bracelet? I can give her one every year from now on, and prepare more when she gets married..."

Lu Da interrupted her with a laugh: "Stop, stop, stop! The baby has only been born a few days ago, and you're already thinking about her getting married."

Xie Jing smiled and shook the folding fan in his hand: "You don't understand, do you? I'm making preparations in advance. When she's a little older, I'll bring her to Xianyun Peak to learn swordsmanship from the sect leader, formation from me, and alchemy from you. Then... there will definitely be many young men who want to marry her as their Daoist partner. I'll screen them one by one. If they can't pass my test, no one can marry her."

"Go to hell with you." Lu Da laughed and kicked him. "How could Patriarch Luo agree to you taking her so far away? Japan is tens of thousands of miles away from our Xianyun Peak."

"I'm her uncle!"

However, an unexpected event occurred first. The day before the Water Full Moon Feast, Xianyun Peak suddenly received news that the Eastern Sea had been attacked by the Demon Clan.

Xie Jing went straight to Japan without a second thought.

When he returned, he was covered in wounds and was holding a dying baby girl in his arms.

Lu Da had never seen Xie Jing in such a sorry state. When he returned to the main hall of Xianyun Peak, he almost knelt down in front of him: "Senior brother, please save her, I beg you."

The baby girl's face was already purple and her limbs were stiff. If it had been any later, she might have died.

Fortunately, heaven had eyes, and the baby girl miraculously survived. However, the child had a congenital heart defect, and although she could hold on for a while, she would probably suffer in the future.

After Lu Da finished rescuing the baby girl, he learned from his senior brother, the sect leader, that the entire Luo family had perished. As for the culprit, whether it was a demon or someone else, no one knew.

The baby girl's sobbing cries finally woke Xie Jing, who was sitting dejectedly on the ground.

He hadn't had time to treat his wounds or change his clothes. He stretched out a finger and carefully poked his face in the water.

Then he turned around, not knowing where he was going.

It was the sect leader who stopped him.

"If you don't think about Xianyun Peak, at least think about this child!"

Lu Da suddenly realized what he was going to do and hurriedly stepped forward to put the water in his arms.

The baby in her arms was crying, and the adult holding the baby was also crying.

Since then, Xie Jing has never left the mountain again. He simply stays by Zai Shui's side, watching her grow from a frail infant into a graceful young woman.

Shui was very well-behaved and rarely cried when she was very young. She was also a worry-free child when she grew up. Since Ji Yun left, she took on the responsibility of looking after her junior brothers and sisters.

But her health was always a serious problem. Lu Da had thought more than once, what would happen to Xie Jing if Zai Shui were gone?

With no more worldly ties, he might fight those Wen family members to the death; after all, he wasn't the kind of person who would choose to live a life of ignominy.

As for Shui, everyone on Xianyun Peak tacitly agreed not to tell her these things. What would be the point of telling her? Would it just add another person to the world tormented by hatred? There are plenty of people in the world who hate the Wen family; one more won't make a difference. It's better to let her live a little easier.

But Lu Da forgot that even if she didn't know about the Luo family, Luo Zai Shui still hated the Wen family.

Thinking of this, Lu Da couldn't help but sigh deeply. The person in the bronze mirror was the child they had watched grow up, and now she was a graceful young woman.

The Luo family's affair has been covered up, and no one knows the truth of what happened back then, but the Wen family's crimes are heinous and they will surely be punished one day.

"Ah-"

Xie Jing, far away at the Huayu Sect, sneezed. He rubbed his nose, wondering who was thinking of him.

Yang Wei pushed over a cup of hot tea and reached out to take his pulse: "Are you sick?"

Xie Jing downed the hot tea in one gulp: "That's not true. Perhaps my rebellious disciples are talking badly about me."

Yang Wei nodded and refilled his teacup. An awkward silence fell between them.

Xie Jing couldn't take it anymore and spoke first: "Sect Master Yang, I have almost finished repairing the Huayu Sect's defensive formation, so I will take my leave now."

Yang Wei glanced at him, then took a sip of tea and said, "You're leaving already? I wonder who it was back then who refused to leave my Huayu Sect after suffering only a minor injury."

Xie Jing smiled sheepishly: "I want to go to the sect competition. My two disciples are competing today, and as their master, I have to go and see if they've embarrassed me."

Yang Wei put down her teacup and looked directly at the man: "Alright, tell me the truth, why did you remain silent and never come out of seclusion back then?"

Xie Jing's smile froze for a moment, then he forced a smile and explained, "Back then, I wanted to break through, but I couldn't figure it out, so I went to the mountains to seek enlightenment."

Yang Wei could tell he was lying at a glance, but she couldn't do anything about it, so she could only let him go: "Go, Xie Jing. But I'm really curious, what is it that you're keeping from me?"

Xie Jing withdrew his smile and turned to leave without saying a word.

Now, as Sect Leader Yang watched that person's departing figure, he could no longer utter the words he had uttered years ago: "If you leave, don't ever come looking for me again."

She picked up her teacup again, drank the rest of the tea, and got up to continue her work in the clan.

Over the years, she had long since let go of the past, but her pride and arrogance prevented her from receiving a satisfactory answer. However, right now, that answer was less important than a single herb from the sect.

They will eventually move forward, but some of them are stuck in place.