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Chapter 611 - 611 The Secret of Da Lin Temple 18th

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Canglan Mountain, Da Lin Temple.

Today was the day Master Yuan Ling was laid to rest, an exceptionally grand occasion.

The news that over a dozen from Da Lin Temple had been killed outside the Human Realm had already spread widely among the cultivator community.

Da Lin Temple, the leading one of the Eight Great Sects of Xuan Country, the guardians of the Human Realm, had actually been murdered?

And it was said to have been done by a young woman of breathtaking beauty, akin to a heavenly immortal.

At first, no one believed that a young woman could have killed Elder Yuan Ling, and people were more inclined to believe that beneath her youthful appearance hid an ancient soul.

It seemed only this explanation could meet everyone’s psychological expectations.

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But at some point, a piece of news broke out, setting the entire cultivation world abuzz.

An ancient sect, that young woman was from an ancient sect!

Younger cultivators didn’t understand what an ancient sect was, but the older ones were acutely aware of the kind of terrifying community an ancient sect represented.

The world only knew of the Eight Great Sects of Xuan Country, assuming they were the strongest force in Xuan Country, but this was not entirely true.

The so-called ancient sects referred to a collective term for a group of truly old sects that stayed hidden from the world.

The current multitude of sects, like Da Lin Temple, with a heritage of sixteen hundred years, and the other Seven Great Sects, also had centuries of heritage. Yet, these differed substantially from the truly ancient sects.

The contemporary sects of Xuan Country focused on martial techniques, with very few truly possessing a foundation in spells. Even if they did, most sects only knew a thing or two, virtually negligible.

The ancient sects were different, however.

An ancient sect was so-called for two reasons: one, they possessed long-standing lineages, and two, without exception, they were grand sects specializing in spells.

It can be said outright that disciples and successors of ancient sects, each one of them, were cultivators with astonishing talents and strong roots. From a young age, they cultivated spells—conjuring clouds and commanding rain with a mere thought.

Xiaoqing was too young, her identity unknown to anyone, and people were more willing to believe she came from an ancient sect.

If she really were a disciple of an ancient sect, then her extraordinary strength at such a young age would seem more plausible.

Master Yuan Ling was laid to rest in peace, from the abbot of Da Lin Temple to the elders, all performed rites for him at his grave.

From daylight till nighttime, the rite of transcendence lasted an entire day.

Afterward, the abbot said, “Elders, please follow me.”

In the Council Hall, the abbot and the elders took their seats one after another.

The abbot asked, “Have you investigated the identity of that woman?”

“The outside world has already spread the word, saying that the woman is from an ancient sect,” one elder spoke.

“An ancient sect? Heh,” Yuan Wu, with his white eyebrows and beard, shook his head and scoffed, “All this talk about ancient sects—I think it’s complete nonsense! Those ancient sects haven’t shown a sign for decades, and now they suddenly appear?”

“Although I wasn’t present that day, I was the first one to go there afterward. Based on the information I gathered, that woman is very likely the same one who caused a commotion at Leifeng Pagoda some time ago!” Yuan Wu spoke sharply, his eyes blazing.

“What!”

“Are you sure about that, Yuan Wu?”

The elders looked at him incredulously, asking loudly. Even the abbot turned to him with an inquisitive gaze.

Yuan Wu looked towards Yuan Xin and Yuan Li and counter-questioned, “Do you remember the woman we saw at Leifeng Pagoda that day?”

The two nodded.

Yuan Wu continued, “Wearing a long green dress, wielding a soft, thin sword, with an exceptional countenance. Is that her, yes or no?”

The two nodded again.

Yuan Wu also nodded and said, “Although it’s rather hasty to judge based on these details, I feel that nine times out of ten, the woman who killed Yuan Ling outside the Human Realm was that woman!”

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What transpired outside Lei Feng Pagoda had already been heard by the abbot and other elders, but the events that followed in the Human Realm left them no time to delve into the details.

“Is it possible to ascertain the identity of that woman?” the abbot inquired.

Yuan Wu’s gaze shifted to him, his expression complex, and he was long silent before he finally sighed and said, “That woman is known as Xiao Qing.”

“Xiao Qing?” Several were perplexed, as the name was too common.

Yuan Wu continued, “Do you all still remember what lays suppressed beneath Lei Feng Pagoda?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the Council Hall instantly froze, a fear blossoming in their hearts. Those present were the cultivators from Da Lin Temple with the highest cultivation levels and greatest authority, yet when they connected the dots, the identity of Xiao Qing seemed as clear as day.

Beneath Lei Feng Pagoda, Bai Suzhen!

The woman in the green dress, known as Xiao Qing, with cultivation that defied the heavens—who else could it be but that Xiao Qing?

The Council Hall fell into silence, no one speaking.

Eventually, someone said, “She claims she is Xiao Qing, but who can verify that?”

“Indeed, it is merely her own assertion, which cannot be taken as truth.”

The group still refused to believe this seemingly absurd possibility.

Truly, a great demon from one thousand six hundred years ago suddenly appearing—no one could possibly believe it.

Suddenly, Gui Hai said, “Do you remember those calligraphies and paintings left by Zen Master Fahai?”

“What calligraphy and paintings?”

“Are you referring to…that small room in the Scripture Pavilion?”

Gui Hai nodded, thoughtful for a few seconds, before saying, “Has anyone seen Li Xiaoyao?”

The abbot and the elders shook their heads in succession, and even the disciples of the Da Lin Temple who had seen Li Xiaoyao were now shaking their heads, remaining silent.

“Before the Human Realm opened, I had made a visit to the Li Family,” Gui Hai’s words caused the abbot and the elders to frown.

“You went to the Li Family? Why did you not inform us?” Yuan Wu’s voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction.

As a disciple of the Gui generation, Gui Hai ought to call Yuan Wu his Senior Uncle.

Gui Hai met his gaze and said, “Because I noticed something amiss, and as for what was amiss, let’s go to the Scripture Pavilion first. Once you see those calligraphies and paintings, you will understand.”

Yuan Wu wanted to speak again, but the abbot shook his head and said, “Let’s go, let’s have a look.”

A group headed toward the Scripture Pavilion, and soon they arrived.

Gui Hai opened the small room inside the Scripture Pavilion, and one by one, the people entered.

The calligraphies and paintings hanging on the wall were now fully exposed to their view.

Gui Hai pointed to a portrait showing a woman in a green dress, holding a precious sword.

“Senior Uncle Yuan Wu, is this the woman you saw outside Lei Feng Pagoda?”

The pupils of Yuan Wu and the others constricted dramatically, filled with disbelief.

“It really is her!”

The contents of this room were the relics left by Zen Master Fahai one thousand six hundred years ago, which they often came to view in their youth, and they knew that the calligraphies and paintings hanging on the walls were mostly known figures.

The abbot had been silent all along, but seeing the shocked expressions of the elders, he felt an indescribable sensation in his heart.

Gui Hai moved his finger, pointing to another painting, and said, “I once sent Yi Kong to the army for experience. During the military competition, he saw a man on the battlefield, that man was Li Xiaoyao, and furthermore, he bore an exact resemblance to the man in this painting.”

“What?”

The abbot and the elders were all shocked, displaying looks of utter disbelief.