<h4>Chapter 130 State Preceptor Leaves Heavenly Revtions</h4>
"Who’s there?" Tang Lian, who was walking in from outside, was surprised when he saw the old man with the horsetail whisk.
The old man smiled at Tang Lian slightly, and with a light wave of his horsetail whisk, he had already reached Tang Lian''s side. Tang Lian was shocked, already drawing his fingertip de and taking a swing at the old man.
"Da-shixiong, no!" Sikong Qianluo hurriedly cried out to stop him.
But the fingertip de pierced through empty air, and the old man had already shed behind Tang Lian in one step. Tang Lian hurriedly turned his head, but saw that the old man''s footsteps were slow, yet his figure was extremely fast. Within a few shes, he’d already reached the door. Luo Mingxuan approached Tang Lian and whispered, "And where is this immortal from?"
Tang Lian put away his fingertip de and shook his head. "Anyway, it''s not an immortal we can afford to offend."
The old man tipped his toes slightly and jumped onto the roof eaves. Lei Wujie hurriedly pulled up Xiao Se who was lying down watching the sunset, looked at the old man, and asked respectfully, "Dare I ask who is this senior?"
The old man smiled, did not answer, and asked instead, "Your father''s surname is Lei, and your mother''s surname is Li?"
"How did you know?" Lei Wujie was surprised.
"You look very much like your father and mother, and I have also seen your sword. Moon in sword heart, Killer in dreams. Back then, when this lone sword came at the Emperor, I also saw it with my own eyes." The old man chuckled. "They are all old friends."
"Old senior, do you know my father and mother?" Lei Wujie asked happily.
Xiao Se gently pulled his sleeves and stepped forward to block in front of Lei Wujie.
The old man flicked his horsetail whisk, and turned sideways slightly. "Little Prince."
"I''m not some Prince," Xiao Se retorted hotly.
The old man continued with a faint smile. "His Majesty appointed the Prince as Yong’an Prince two years ago. The Emperor’s order cannot be disobeyed. It is one thing for the Prince to ignore his order. It’s another matter how I address the Prince.”
"Are you here to take me back?" Xiao Se said coldly.
"Don''t worry, I didn''te for the little Prince." The old man smiled. "Of course, if I really want to take the Prince back to Heavenly Revtions since I’m already here, it''s not impossible."
"You dare!" Xiao Se yelled, his brows full of anger. Lei Wujie had rarely seen such an imposing Xiao Se. It was probably only when he’d borrowed Xiao Se’s qi to attack the Thousand-Faced Ghost, that Xiao Se had shown such a terrifying look before.
"Little Prince, don''t be angry. Heavenly Revtions City will always be a ce you must return to. There is no such thing as a wanderer who doesn’te home. It’s just." The old man paused, looking up at the setting sun, his tone a little sad. "I hope that when the Prince returns to Heavenly Revtions, he will not hold a de in his hand."
Then the old man disappeared suddenly, as if his whole person melted into the light of the setting sun. Lei Wujie wiped his eyes furiously and concluded that he wasn’t seeing things. He turned around and found that the figure in the white robe disappeared at the end of the long street. Lei Wujie eximed, "Hey, where is this Daoist priest from? He’s be an immortal?"
Tang Lian also came up to join them. He frowned and asked Xiao Se, "Who was that?"
"Heavenly Revtions Directorate of Astronomy, Director of Astrology Qi Tianchen," Xiao Se replied.
"Hah?" Lei Wujie eximed, "Qi… Qi Tianchen, isn''t that—the State Preceptor? What’s he doing here?"
Tang Lian thought for a while, and asked Xiao Se, "Is he here for you?"
Xiao Se shook his head. "No. He’s almost like Ruoyi''s master. He must have noticed Ye Ruoyi''s injury when he passed through. But I saw that he was still traveling onwards to the south. I fear he has a far more important destination to get to."
"What matter can make the state preceptor who never leaves Heavenly Revtions travel thousands of miles in such a hurry?" Tang Lian muttered.
"I’d like to know too," Xiao Se said suddenly, with a solemn look. Even before he was born, Qi Tianchen was already the Director of Astrology from the Heavenly Revtions Directorate of Astronomy, and like Jin Xian Gonggong, they were both leading martial experts by the Emperor’s side. For so many years, Qi Tianchen’s mostmon pastime was to stand in the Sky Observatory of the Directorate of Astronomy and watch the cirction of the sun, moon and star constetions day after day. He had never taken a step out of Heavenly Revtions City. Presently, what could have happened in the south to force Qi Tianchen to rush there in person?
Mount Luolei.
Nanyue spanned eight hundred miles, with Huiyan at the head and Yuelei at the foot. It’s original name was Mount Yuelei. But that year, one of the Eight Pirs of State died there: the Beili General-in-Chief, Lei Mengsha, fought in a great battle with the Nanzhao Army, and ultimately died because his soldiers and horses were greatly outnumbered by the enemy. Soter generations called this mountain "Mount Luolei".
A white-clothed swordsman was sprinting along the mountain, her face covered with a veil, and her clothes without a speck of dust. But her brows were tightly furrowed. She was Li Hanyi, Second Citymaster of Snow Moon City. She had been traveling eastward from Snow Moon City to Lei n Fort, but in Nan''an City, she met Su Muyu, the Head of Su House of the Hidden River. And, she also noticed there were several martial expertsying in wait nearby. In the end, although she broke through the siege, they had been pursuing her relentlessly. Finally, she ended up on Mount Luolei and it all seemed as if it was deliberately arranged.
After all, Mount Luolei was the ce where her father died.
But the assassin holding the oil-paper umbre was an old acquaintance of Li Hanyi’s from many years ago. That year, the Demonic Cult’s Eastern Incursion also disrupted the Hidden River’s interests, so when it came to stopping the Demonic Cult, Hidden River also sent their own representatives. At the time, Su Muyu was not yet the Head of Su House. He was codenamed "Kui" in Hidden River, and was called "Umbre Ghost" in the martial world because he always carried an oil-paper umbre. But, he was the leader of the “Ferocious Ghosts” assassin group, which was under the direct control of the Patriarch of Hidden River. At that time, he and Li Hanyi fought on the same side. Although he was young, his swordsmanship was already at a godly level and, despite his age, he was already listed as one of the "Four Great Evils" under Heaven. Of course, he became the Four Great Evils for reasons other than his swordsmanship. It was because he was a killer and once he made a decision, he would not rest unless he was dead.
However, this number one assassin of the Hidden River with his highly proficient tracking skills suddenly disappeared a few days ago, and there remained only three people still pursuing her relentlessly, forcing her towards Mount Luolei. As for the identities of these three people chasing her, Li Hanyi had also guessed a bit in the past few days. But, if they were really those three people, then all of this was no longer a unteral action by the Hidden River, but a conspiracy that would attempt to subvert the entire martial world.
The three elders of Tang n, Tang Yin, Tang Lie, and Tang Yueluo. They were the three remaining elders of the same generation as the Tang n’s Grandmaster Tang, and they had not shown themselves in the martial world for nearly ten years. However, through several brief confrontations along the way, although they were all masked with ck scarves, Li Hanyi managed to see through their identities.
It was time to go on the offensive. Li Hanyi continued to rush forward, lightly touching the hilt of her sword with her right hand, and made a decision to herself. Just when she’d made up her mind to do it, she suddenly saw a pavilion in the mountain. The ck-clothed man with an umbre was looking up towards her, still with the same coldness in his eyes.
Li Hanyi sneered.
Let’s fight to the end, then.
As you wish, no rest unless you’re dead.