My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

Chapter 187: Chapter 187 Suspicions Arise in the Demon Sect

Is it for the “Great Sun Tathagata Mantra”!?

Upon hearing this, An Jing’s mind raced, and the first reason he thought of for Universal Benefit Bodhisattva seeking him out was the “Great Sun Tathagata Mantra”.

The only link he had with the Buddhist sect was the relic he possessed and the Buddhist martial arts he had learned.

An Jing calmly asked, “May I know the purpose of the Master’s visit today?”

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva pressed his hands together and slowly said, “The donor’s aura is profound and bears the seal of Buddhism, just as I said before, you are indeed destined to be associated with Buddhism.”

An Jing smiled, “Being able to meet Universal Benefit Bodhisattva time and again, we are certainly fated.”

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“Since the donor is a forthright person, I will not beat around the bush any longer.”

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva took a deep breath and asked, “May I know if the donor possesses any Buddhist cultivation methods?”

An Jing nodded, “Yes.”

Back on Five Poison Mountain, he had openly used the “Great Sun Tathagata Mantra”.

The Ghost Swordsman was originally at a disadvantage against four Half-step Masters, but as soon as the “Great Sun Tathagata Mantra” was deployed, the tides were turned instantly, and many masters were present at the time, so it was normal for Universal Benefit Bodhisattva to be aware of it.

“The martial arts that the donor has learned, when executed, does a golden Buddha appear behind you?”

“That’s right.”

“The donor has not studied Buddhist Law, have you?”

“No.”

An Jing answered truthfully, as these were not secrets that couldn’t be spoken of.

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva took a deep breath, his expression growing more solemn, “Then it must be so.”

An Jing said, “What does the Master mean, please speak freely.”

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva, with a grave expression, said, “The donor should be aware that today there are three exceptional secret scriptures circulating in the world: the Mystical Sect’s ‘Jade Emperor Scripture’, Demon Sect’s ‘Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Scripture’, and our Buddhist ‘Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture’. These three martial arts.”

“There’s no need for me to mention the ‘Jade Emperor Scripture’, as the donor knows it even better than this poor monk. The Demon Sect’s ‘Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Scripture’ has been lost for countless years, and even the Demon Sect members are still searching for it. Only the ‘Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture’ remains within Buddhism, and actually, the ‘Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture’ is not complete; one could say that from the time it came into Buddhist hands, it was already incomplete.”

Top-level experts in Jianghu are naturally familiar with these three martial arts.

But not many know the ‘Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture’ is incomplete; only the top Buddhist experts are privy to this fact.

An Jing’s eyes flicked up, “Does the Master imply that the martial arts I possess is the incomplete portion of the ‘Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture’?”

The “Great Sun Tathagata Mantra” and “Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture” did have many similar aspects in their names.

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva nodded, “Buddhist rankings are divided into Bodhisattva and Vajra, and within the ‘Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture’, there ought to be two secret techniques. However, our Buddhist sect currently only has the Bodhisattva’s secret technique, lacking that of the Vajra, and if I’m not mistaken, what the donor holds should be that Vajra Secret Skill.”

An Jing did not respond upon hearing this.

The “Great Sun Tathagata Mantra”, although formidable, indeed seemed more like a secret skill within a mental method, much like the “Heavenly Demon Myriad Forms” within the “Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Scripture”, or the Paperman Substitute Death Skill of the “Ghost Valley Heart Method”.

Moreover, Buddhist martial arts are rumored to require study of Buddhist Law to practice, yet he had managed to cultivate this “Great Sun Tathagata Mantra” with ease.

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva looked at An Jing calmly, revealing his purpose for this visit, “Donor, would you be willing to return this incomplete part to Buddhism?”

Last time in Ping County, Universal Benefit Bodhisattva had intended to bring up the matter, but with the presence of royal experts, it was inconvenient to disclose these Buddhist secrets.

After contemplating for a moment, An Jing said, “I am willing to exchange this secret skill for the Buddhist ‘Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture’. Of course, I can guarantee I won’t share it with others. What do you think, Master?”

Upon hearing An Jing’s words, Universal Benefit Bodhisattva fell silent.

The “Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture” was Buddhism’s supreme martial arts, and even Universal Benefit Bodhisattva himself had not practiced the Bodhisattva’s secret technique within it, and now it might have to be entrusted to someone outside of Buddhism.

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva pondered for a moment and said, “Our Buddhist sect is willing to exchange three relics with the honored one.”

An Jing laughed, “Are three relics as precious as this secret skill?”

No one knew better than he how terrifying the “Great Sun Tathagata Mantra” was. Once it fell into the hands of a Buddhist Vajra, their strength would surely rise to another level, which meant an increase in the Buddhist sect’s strength.

Although three relics were extremely precious, they were far from having the same real value as the “Great Sun Tathagata Mantra”.

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva pressed his hands together, “As for the ‘Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture’, this poor monk does not have the authority to decide.”

An Jing shook his head, “Then that’s a pity.”

On that day, he took a relic from Buddhism, and now he had returned half of the “Concealing Qi Technique”. He had no debts of gratitude owed to Buddhism and would certainly not give the “Great Sun Tathagata Mantra” to Buddhism for nothing.

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva, after a thought, said, “If the donor has the time, you are welcome to visit Dragon Spring Temple.”

“Alright.”

Feeling a movement in his heart upon hearing this, An Jing considered.

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva said he had no authority, but invited him to Dragon Spring Temple, which clearly indicated that there were other high-level Buddhist experts within the temple, with positions and power perhaps even higher than Universal Benefit Bodhisattva.

Universal Benefit Bodhisattva let out a light laugh and said, “Then I shall not impose any longer, this poor monk awaits the donor’s good news.”

After speaking, Universal Benefit Bodhisattva promptly left.

“Dragon Spring Temple…..”

An Jing muttered to himself before heading towards the Lv Mansion.

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The moon was bright, the stars sparse, and the night deepened.

In Yujing City, at the Honglu Institute.

Whether it was the Great Yan Dynasty’s grand ceremonies, suburban sacrifices, worship, court assemblies, banquets, scripture reading sessions, title conferrals…and many other affairs, even including foreign officials paying respects and tributaries from various regions, all were introduced by the Honglu Institute.

The officer from the Institute beamed with a joyous smile and asked, “I wonder whether today’s music and dance pleased you?”

Zongzheng Yuan, filled with emotion, replied, “Excellent. It’s been several years since I’ve seen such a dazzling Seven Plate Dance.”

Compared to Yan Gang and the Houjin-accented Mu Jin Dharma King, Zongzheng Yuan seemed more a man of Great Yan, speaking the official language smoothly and having a good temper, not at all resembling a leader from Houjin.

The officer from the Honglu Institute stood up and said, “It’s good that the leader is satisfied. Seeing that it’s getting late, I won’t disturb your rest any longer.”

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the officer took his leave.

The moment the officer from the Honglu Institute left, Zongzheng Yuan’s expression suddenly turned grave, and he hurried towards the back courtyard.

Before long, they arrived at the entrance of a side chamber.

“Leader Zongzheng.”

The two Houjin experts bowed hurriedly when they saw Zongzheng Yuan.

Zongzheng Yuan’s face unusually cold, “How is Mu Jin Dharma King?”

The Houjin expert on the left replied in a low voice, “The Dharma King’s injuries seem quite severe, he is still recuperating in the room.”

Zongzheng Yuan nodded slightly and then pushed the door open to enter.

Inside the side chamber, Mu Jin Dharma King’s face was deathly pale, sitting cross-legged on the bed with golden light swirling around him, shining brightly.

After about half an incense stick’s worth of time, Mu Jin Dharma King slowly opened his eyes, “Leader Zongzheng.”

Zongzheng Yuan asked in a deep voice, “How are your injuries?” @@novelbin@@

Mu Jin Dharma King let out a sigh, “Even after taking the Snow Lotus Seed, a healing holy medicine from my Great Snow Mountain, I still need at least a month to recover.”

One punch!

That mysterious Grandmaster expert’s mere punch had nearly annihilated him, body and Dao alike.

Zongzheng Yuan questioned doubtfully, “Who exactly is that person?”

Mu Jin Dharma King was also frowning deeply, speculating, “I’m not sure, but my guess is that he is very likely connected to the Royal Family of Zhao Country.”

Qi Shu once mentioned to him that the Ghost Swordsman seemed to have a complex relationship with the Royal Family of Zhao Country.

Within Yan Country, the temples and Jianghu were plagued with internal strife; similarly, Zhao Country was no exception.

The Black Ice Platform controlled the entire country, and the Royal Family naturally did not want to be a mere puppet. The struggle between these two forces had been ongoing for hundreds of years.

Even during the original chaos of the Nine Kingdoms, it was the internal strife within Zhao Country that caused them to miss this immense opportunity, allowing Yan Country to unify the Nine Kingdoms and rise to power.

And the cause of Zhao Country’s internal strife was none other than Black Ice Platform and the Royal Family. Black Ice Platform had suppressed the Zhao Royal Family for hundreds of years, extinguishing numerous counterattacks from the Royal Family. Over the past few centuries, it seemed that the Zhao Royal Family had eventually capitulated and gradually receded from the core power struggle of Zhao Country, allowing Black Ice Platform to take complete control and govern Zhao Country.

Zongzheng Yuan sighed deeply, “What a pity that Yan Gang died just like that.”

He had held extremely high expectations for Yan Gang; given time, he would have certainly become one of the top Swordsmen in the world, and even had the chance to replace Lou Xiangzhen as the number one Swordsman.

But who could have thought that Yan Gang would meet such a premature demise.

Mu Jin Dharma King’s face looked somewhat ugly as well, Yan Gang was a young prodigy Swordsmen of Houjin, arrogant and prideful in character. He had refrained from stopping Yan Gang in the past because he too was after Lin Yiyang’s head.

But who would have thought that Yan Gang, who cultivated the Fast Sword, wouldn’t be able to block even one strike from the Ghost Swordsman at the same level of cultivation?

Mu Jin Dharma King, thinking of Xu Wang, looked extremely grave, “That person’s strength is too formidable, not the slightest bit weaker than the Great Dharma King.”

His own cultivation was at the Second Qi Peak, yet he had not been able to withstand that person’s single punch.

Zongzheng Yuan nodded slightly, “Within Great Yan, hidden dragons and crouching tigers abound, concealing countless experts. This is also one of the reasons I am wary of Great Yan.”

Mu Jin Dharma King, unusually silent, seemed to agree with Zongzheng Yuan’s statement.

Zongzheng Yuan took a deep breath, his expression turning solemn, “Now Zhao Chongyin is intentionally dragging things out with me, it seems he is preparing for something, and with Dharma King injured, I’m afraid it will take some time before we can return to Houjin.”

Without the accompaniment of the Mu Jin Dharma King, Zongzheng Yuan’s head might have been separated from his body as soon as they left Yujing City.

Even though the Mu Jin Dharma King did not support his tribe, now that both of them had arrived in Houjin, they were like grasshoppers on the same rope, and Zongzheng Yuan had no choice but to rely on the Mu Jin Dharma King, a Second Qi Peak Grandmaster.

The Mu Jin Dharma King also nodded, “Let’s talk about it after my injuries heal.”

It seemed that the Honglu Institute in Yujing City was quite safe, at the very least Crown Prince Zhao Chongyin of Zhao Country would find a way to protect them.

“Then give Zhao Chongyin time to prepare,” said Zongzheng Yuan with a hint of coldness in his eyes. “Dragging this out will also be a significant drain for Yan Country.”

Continuously taut bowstrings naturally incur great damage, and the same is true for people.

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At the Lv Mansion, a quiet courtyard.

In the courtyard stood a huge camphor tree, with walls and corridors around it filled with various exotic herbs: some with trailing vines, others with climbing creepers. Bathed in the moonlight, they glimmered with faint luminescence—fragrant and rich, incomparable to the scent of flowers.

An Jing was sitting cross-legged in the center of the yard, eyes firmly closed, letting the breeze brush over him.

In his mind, he was replaying the moment when King Xu struck with his fist; that casual and natural posture as if it contained some profound principle of Dao.

“Something’s not right,” An Jing shook his head; he clearly felt he had reached the realm of Body and Mind Unity, but for some reason, it felt different from what he sensed from Li Fuzhou.

At the Cao Mansion in Yu State City, Li Fuzhou sat on a stone chair, his entire being in slight harmony with the vast universe. Though it lasted only for a moment, An Jing still found it unforgettable to this day.

“Uncle Ghost, Uncle Ghost…” Suddenly, an urgent voice came from afar.

Lv Jingchun hurried in, panting and drenched in sweat when he reached An Jing.

An Jing looked at the plump young boy before him and asked, “What is it?”

“I heard about it, I’ve heard everything…” Lv Jingchun looked at the man in the black robe before him with admiration and said, “Uncle Ghost, you killed the top talent swordsman of Houjin with a single sword strike, that’s really amazing.”

The events at the Pingyang Marquis Mansion, in just a few short hours, had spread throughout Yujing City, especially the mysterious expert behind the Ghost Swordsman who severely injured the Houjin Dharma King, leaving people aghast and utterly shocked.

Countless people were guessing the identity of the Ghost Swordsman and wondering about the numerous experts behind him.

An Jing waved his hand and said, “It’s just a trivial matter.”

To him, indeed, it was a trivial matter; killing a master in the Heavenly Flower Realm and the person who grievously wounded the Mu Jin Dharma King was not him.

Seeing An Jing’s indifferent demeanor, Lv Jingchun hurriedly asked, “Uncle Ghost, what do you think of me?”

An Jing gave a puzzled glance to Lv Jingchun and asked, “What do you mean?”

Excitedly, Lv Jingchun said, “Let me join you.”

This was his purpose; he wanted to join the mysterious force behind the Ghost Swordsman, thinking that if he did, the Ghost Swordsman and that mysterious expert would protect him anytime in the future, wouldn’t they?

“Join me?”

An Jing glanced at Lv Jingchun. Even if he truly intended to recruit followers, he would never consider someone like Lv Jingchun—a ‘straw bag’ who could be left bruised and swollen by Tan Yun.

The aptitude of Lv Jingchun was truly mediocre, but being born into a prestigious family like the Lv Sect, his ordinary talents were even more pronounced next to the many outstanding talents surrounding him.

Indignant, Lv Jingchun said, “Uncle Ghost, since I was young both my grandfather and father said I was no good, but I believe I am capable. I’m already twenty-two this year; I must accomplish something remarkable.”

To be born as lowly as an ant, yet to possess the aspiration of a swan.

Though life may be frail, one should have an indomitable spirit.

An Jing nodded and asked, “Where do you think your strengths lie?”

Lv Jingchun found himself at a loss for words, stuttering, “I… I…”

An Jing patted Lv Jingchun’s shoulder, saying, “Don’t overthink it. Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink—tomorrow is a new day.”

“Uncle Ghost, I will definitely make you see me in a new light,” declared Lv Jingchun. Then, as something occurred to him, he asked, “By the way, how attractive is the new bride?”

An Jing couldn’t help but recall the appearance of Fang Jinxiu and sincerely replied, “Attractive.”

With a goofy smile, Lv Jingchun said, “My brother mentioned that he would also find me a spirited heroine.”

Seeing the hopeful expression on Lv Jingchun’s face, An Jing fell silent.

Just then, a crisp voice called from outside the door, “Eh, chubby, what are you doing here?”

Looking toward the voice, he saw a woman dressed in a light purple palace attire, her shapely figure undulating in all the right areas, especially her chest, which heaved impressively. Although her features were not strikingly beautiful, they were very delicately formed, and her long eyelashes fluttered over a pair of dewy, large eyes.

Why is it her, this calamity!?

Upon seeing the newcomer, Lv Jingchun’s eyeballs bulged forthwith.

The person who had just arrived was Tan Yun.

“Oops, I suddenly remember I haven’t done my evening studies yet,” said Lv Jingchun, patting his head as if he just realized something and scampered away towards the distance.

If I can’t beat her, at least I can outrun her.

Tan Yun watched Lv Jingchun’s retreating back, looking very curious, “Why is he running so fast?”

An Jing shook his head and then turned to Tan Yun, “What, has your master agreed to let you out?”

Li Fuzhou was very wary of him and never allowed Tan Yun to have any contact with him alone.

With a worried look, Tan Yun said, “No, my master is in seclusion, so I sneaked out.”

“Li Fuzhou is in seclusion?”

“Yes, my master is preparing for the Eight-Foot Platform trials. This time, the trials seem very important. He said that after it’s over, he’s going to return to the Demon Sect to see the Sect Hierarch.”

“The Sect Hierarch!?”

An Jing heard this and remained outwardly calm as he said, “Is your sect hierarch currently at the Demon Sect Main Hall?”

“Yes.”

Tan Yun wore an expression of concern, especially recalling the recent news from the Demon Sect Main Hall.

Jiang Renyi had become the new sect hierarch of the Demon Sect, Duanmu Xinghua resumed control over the Heavenly Sect, and the previous Heavenly Sect leader, Yu Qiurong, had disappeared without a trace. Inside the Demon Sect, there was a sense of chaos, with sighs of apprehension spreading quietly.

Having grown up in the Demon Sect Main Hall, the place was as a home to Tan Yun; naturally, she did not want the Demon Sect to experience turbulence.

But now, with Zhao Qingmei trapped at the bottom of the Sealing Demon Well, almost without a chance to escape, it was not unreasonable for the Demon Sect to elect a new leader.

After all, the vast Demon Sect cannot be without a master for a day.

However…

Tan Yun couldn’t help but let out a heavy sigh, “So in a couple of days, I will have to go back to the Demon Sect with my master. Since my master is still in seclusion, today I came to say goodbye to you; I don’t know when we’ll meet again.”

An Jing looked at Tan Yun and smiled, “Maybe sooner than you think.”

So soon!?

Tan Yun’s heart throbbed, asking, “Do you really want to join the Demon Sect?”

An Jing let out a long sigh, saying, “I would like to join the Demon Sect, but as you see, your master thinks I have ulterior motives and is quite guarded against me.”

Seeing the troubled An Jing, Tan Yun felt a mix of confusion and indecision.

For some reason, she felt that the Ghost Swordsman bore no malice toward her, and he had even once saved her life.

If he could truly join the Demon Sect, that would be wonderful, but the others within the sect deeply disliked and were cautious of him.

An Jing, observing Tan Yun’s expression, earnestly continued, “You know I am acquainted with Doctor An, so my desire to join the Demon Sect is genuine. Remember, it was I who saved the leader of the Azure Dragon Sect.”

Now, he truly meant to join the Demon Sect wholeheartedly.

Tan Yun, blushing at his earnest gaze, bit her lip, and said, “Rest assured, once I return, I will definitely report the true situation to Sect Hierarch Jiang. By then…”

“Wait!”

An Jing’s brow furrowed, “Who did you say is your sect hierarch?”

“Sect Hierarch Jiang, our Demon Sect’s new leader, Jiang Renyi.”

Tan Yun sighed, her mood dejected, “I actually don’t like him much. He is the old hierarch Jiang Shang’s son, and it was Jiang Shang who killed my cousin’s husband. I want to avenge him, but I know I’ll never be able to in this lifetime.”

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An Jing stood as if struck by thunder, completely stupefied.

Qingmei was actually trapped in the Demon Sect, and the Sect Hierarch was Jiang Renyi.

Lin Tianhai had mentioned that one of Li Fuzhou’s other reasons for going to Yu State City was to protect the safety of the Sect Hierarch.

Jiang Shang was in Yu State City, and he was also the previous Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect.

Qingmei possessed the Heavenly Flipping Seal of the Demon Sect, within which lay the Demon Sect’s supreme cultivation technique. Could it be that the people of the Demon Sect were after the “Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Scripture” within the Heavenly Flipping Seal?

Could it be that the members of the Demon Sect wanted the “Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Scripture” so much that they had Qingmei return, and Qingmei, not wanting to hand over the scripture, had entrusted him to guard it with extreme caution?

And was Jiang Shang’s attempt to kill him also for the Heavenly Flipping Seal?

An Jing felt his heart sink to the bottom of the valley and asked, “What is the Sealing Demon Well, and why can’t people come out once they go in?”

Tan Yun, facing the suddenly emotionally changed An Jing, fell silent.

An Jing frowned and demanded, “Why aren’t you speaking!?”

Tan Yun bit her lip and said, “It’s a forbidden land of our Demon Sect, and once someone enters for the second time, it is impossible to come out. No one has ever been able to break this rule.”

An Jing remained silent, his heart growing colder and colder.

Tan Yun, feeling the slight chill in the air, carefully asked, “Why are you asking about the young lady’s matter?”

An Jing looked straight at Tan Yun with a cold voice, “Tan Yun, is it true that you don’t like the current Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect?”

Tan Yun nodded and said, “Yes, I still prefer…”

An Jing spoke softly, “How about I become the Sect Hierarch?”

He had cultivated the Demon Sect’s supreme martial arts, the “Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Scripture,” giving him every right to become the Sect Hierarch.

“Ah!?”

Upon hearing An Jing’s words, Tan Yun was completely shocked.

The Ghost Swordsman actually said he wanted to be the Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect!?

She shook her head, wondering if she had heard wrong.

After a long while, Tan Yun regained her senses, “You… You want to be the Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect?”

“I will eradicate the Demon Sect Main Hall and lead the Demon Sect back to the righteous path.”

An Jing’s voice was as cold as ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years.

He was determined to storm into the Demon Sect Main Hall and rescue Qingmei from beneath the Sealing Demon Well.

He also knew that with his current strength, it would be difficult to take the head of the Demon Sect Hierarch in the Demon Sect Main Hall, so this matter still required careful consideration.

“Gulp.”

Tan Yun swallowed hard, looking in astonishment at the Ghost Swordsman before her. The thought of him commanding the masses from atop the Demon Platform made her heart beat even faster.

Suddenly, the entire guest house became quiet.

Tan Yun, remembering something, hastily said, “Jiang Renyi is backed by a Grandmaster from the Sealing Demon Platform.”

An Jing asked, “Do you know the specifics of his cultivation?”

Tan Yun shook her head and honestly replied, “I don’t know.”

“Good.”

An Jing’s eyebrows rose slightly.

What is a Grandmaster to him? He had killed Grandmasters before, and once his cultivation reached the Grandmaster Realm, ordinary Grandmasters at the One Qi level were no match for him.

With the Black Flood Dragon and if he could convince the King of Xu to lend a hand once more, the Demon Sect Main Hall wasn’t impossible to assault.

“I’m going back to cultivate.”

Having thought this, An Jing turned and headed inside the house, ready to contemplate how to enlist all external forces to attack the Demon Sect.

Tan Yun’s mind was in a daze, so much so that she wasn’t even clear on how she had left the guest house.

The Ghost Swordsman wanted to become the lord of the Demon Sect?

This sounded too ridiculous, but if it were true, it seemed quite good.

“Tan Yun, where have you been?”

At that moment, a leisurely voice came from ahead.

“Master… Master.”

Upon recognizing the person in front, Tan Yun was startled.

Li Fuzhou said indifferently, “Have you been finding that Ghost Swordsman again?”

Tan Yun forced a laugh, “No… no, I was just wandering around casually.”

“No?”

Li Fuzhou’s eyes narrowed into slits.

Feeling guilty, Tan Yun replied, “Really, I haven’t. The chubby kid, Lv Jingchun, can testify that I was just strolling around Jing Garden.”

If master knew what the Ghost Swordsman and she had discussed, what would his expression be!?

Would he agree?

Could he end up fighting with the Ghost Swordsman?!

At that moment, Tan Yun’s heart was in chaos, feeling like her brain wasn’t enough to comprehend everything.

Li Fuzhou glanced at Tan Yun and said, “You will stay in the courtyard these next two days, and you’re not to go anywhere.”

There must be a demon at work when things are out of the ordinary. The Ghost Swordsman’s sudden change of attitude definitely had a purpose, and Tan Yun, with her single-mindedness, could very possibly be used by the Ghost Swordsman.

“Yes, master.”

Tan Yun said in a low voice, her head drooping.