The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 487
Chapter 487: Explanation
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“Miss, I saved your life. Why do you repay kindness with enmity?!”
Zhu Mo dodged aside in distaste, even brushing off the spot she had touched with an expression full of contempt.
The girl in red, initially filled with joy, paled at the sight. Her gaze flickered with hurt as she turned away, no longer daring to look at him.
“Brother Zhu Mo, A’Wu isn’t dirty. A’Wu isn’t dirty at all. Oh, is it the blood on me? A’Wu can wash it off!” She looked at him expectantly, but Zhu Mo turned his back without hesitation and stood beside Lu Chao Chao.
Lu Chao Chao glanced subtly at Feng Wu—this girl again.
“If you want to give thanks, thank my master. She was the one who ordered your rescue.” Zhu Mo, a bit more cautious now, spoke coldly.
With reddened eyes, A’Wu bowed deeply before Lu Chao Chao.
“Thank you, little sister, for saving me. Are you also from the mortal realm? Are you here for the boundary issue?” A’Wu, dressed in fiery red, was as passionate as her attire.
She naturally remembered Lu Chao Chao. Back when she had disguised herself as a little flower demon, Lu Chao Chao had seen through her true form. Although she was somewhat extraordinary, she was still just a four-year-old child.
“If you’re here for the boundary, you should return. It’s useless.” A’Wu pressed a hand against her wounded chest.
She had once come to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect as a princess of the Phoenix Clan, but they had refused her outright. The meeting had ended unpleasantly.
Though she was a divine beast, both dragons and phoenixes had long been revered as auspicious beings in the mortal realm. She naturally felt close to it.
“Sister A’Wu, Chao Chao has nowhere to retreat. My identity carries the lives of tens of thousands of innocents.”
“Whether the Ten Thousand Swords Sect agrees or not, I must make this journey.”
A’Wu sighed softly, stealing a shy glance at Zhu Mo.
“Little sister Chao Chao, would it be possible for me to travel with you? I have offended the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and I fear…”
She winked mischievously at Lu Chao Chao.
The National Advisor frowned. One must always guard against others. He worried this girl had ulterior motives.
However, seeing Lu Chao Chao nodding in agreement, he chose to say nothing.
Throughout the journey, A’Wu clung to Zhu Mo’s side.
“Brother Zhu Mo, are you hot? A’Wu can fan you.”
“Brother Zhu Mo, do you want some water?”
“Brother Zhu Mo, are you tired?”
Zhu Mo’s face remained cold as he folded his arms, entirely unmoved. He even gave her a frosty glare.
Nowadays, he was extremely wary of women.
Xie Yu Zhou pointed at the strange flowers that filled Dawn-Dusk City. “What kind of flower is this? Why does it only bloom without leaves?”
“Dawn-Dusk City is known for its Red Spider Lilies.”
“Even if all are eradicated, by the next year, the city will be filled with them again.”
“Red Spider Lilies, also known as the Flowers of the Other Shore, only grow in Dawn-Dusk City and the Netherworld.”
“They bloom without leaves, and when leaves appear, the flowers wither. The two never meet. When they bloom, all leaves fall.”
Xie Yu Zhou was astonished, reaching out to touch one.
The flower swayed gently, almost as if it had a life of its own.
“They say these flowers have existed since ancient times, but who knows if it’s true?”
Lu Chao Chao nodded faintly. “It is true.”
I have seen them.
Her certainty made it seem as though she had personally witnessed their origins. Only Xie Yu Zhou believed her completely.
The National Advisor activated a teleportation array, directly sending their group to the foot of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
Standing at the majestic mountain’s base, they looked up at the towering sect that seemed to pierce the clouds.
“So this is the Ten Thousand Swords Sect? No wonder it is called the cradle of all sword cultivators.” Xie Yu Zhou murmured, filled with doubt. Could they truly make such an immovable force yield to them?
This was the sect’s domain. Above the clouds, sword cultivators in blue-and-white robes occasionally flew past.
“Who goes there? Trespassing on the Ten Thousand Swords Sect’s territory! Leave at once!” A young man with sharp brows and eyes gripped his spirit sword, calling out from afar.
As expected, beside them stood a massive stone tablet, its bold characters reading: Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
Even a glance at it exuded an overwhelming sword intent.
“Do not stare at the stone tablet.”
“It contains the Sword Sovereign’s sword energy, left personally by the elder. Mortal eyes cannot withstand its power.” Though the Sword Sovereign had been gone for a millennium, disciples still frequently meditated before it, attempting to comprehend its intent.
The young man seemed around fifteen or sixteen, yet his righteous aura was unmistakable.
“Little brother, we come from the mortal realm, having traveled a thousand miles to seek justice from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.”
“First, your sect’s Elder Xuan Cang, a descendant of the Southern Kingdom, borrowed a national treasure and has not returned it in a thousand years.”
“Second, your sect proposed channeling the miasma into the mortal realm. Shouldn’t you give us an explanation?” Xie Yu Zhou, as Lu Chao Chao’s spokesperson, declared.
Indeed, Elder Xuan Cang had once promised to aid the Southern Kingdom in return for borrowing the treasure.
Had he claimed his status was too low to help, the Southern Kingdom might have let it go.
But instead, he had taken advantage of a life-or-death crisis and colluded with outsiders to seize the Heart of North Zhao. His homeland had once raised him to prominence, yet he had turned to betray it. Lu Chao Chao was here to demand justice.
Xu Fan’s expression stiffened, then turned red with embarrassment.
“Y-You… You’re from the mortal realm?”
“Here to demand justice from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?”
Lu Chao Chao nodded. “I am the Empress of the Southern Kingdom. Today, I have come to request an audience with the Sect Master. May you relay my message.”
Xu Fan averted his eyes in guilt.
To think the Empress herself had to personally come to demand justice!
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect was already divided. The traditionalists clung to the Sword Sovereign’s old rules, leading a life of hardship and austerity.
The other faction, led by the Sect Master, represented a new beginning and a shift in ideology. Ultimately, they prioritized self-interest.
Moreover…
Back in the Sword Sovereign’s time, the sect had worked alongside the gods, sometimes even taking matters into their own hands when deities failed to act.
But now?
The Sect Master had forged close ties with the divine realm and had likely long become its lapdog.
Where was the dignity of a sword cultivator?
Xu Fan belonged to the traditionalist faction, which was why, while others trained on the mountain, he was left guarding the gate.
“Please, follow me.”
Xu Fan formed a hand seal, dispersing the mist at the mountain’s entrance and opening the sect’s grand gates. Using a magical artifact, he prepared to escort them up the mountain.
They had barely set foot on it when a scornful voice rang out.
“Xu Fan, have you gone mad again? Last time, you brought the Phoenix Clan’s princess into the sect, and she caused chaos. You were demoted to gatekeeping, yet you still refuse to behave?” A richly dressed young man, adorned with magical treasures, was descending the mountain.
“A waste will always be a waste, fixated on hard work without understanding adaptability.”
Xu Fan’s face flushed. “S-She is a noble guest from the mortal realm. She is here because of the miasma crisis.”
“The Ten Thousand Swords Sect owes her an explanation!” He fought past his fear and stood firm.
“Hahahaha! What did you just say? Say it again?!”
“A mortal seeking justice from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?!”
“Hahaha! Do you even understand where you are? This is the Spirit Realm. Here, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is justice!”