Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 371 Green Mountains Bow to Each Other, Trapping the Dragon

I've never heard of villains being timid and hesitant; I've only heard of good people being threatened.

The Juque Sect accurately predicted the nature of the Silent Daoist.

According to the information obtained, this person has been traveling around the south recently, and it is assumed that she has something to do and will not be leaving the south for a while.

That's why they're blocking the way here.

Even if we can't find Master Wuyan, it's not a loss to annoy the Taibai Sect.

Seeing Ruan Ayao draw her sword, the leader didn't seem to want to make a big fuss. Could it be that Daoist Wuyan really wasn't here?

He smiled slightly, stopped weighing the broadsword in his hand, and said:

"What is Fellow Daoist Ruan doing? Are you going to fight the Juque Sect for a few troublemakers? Do you also want to follow the example of Daoist Wuyan and meddle in other people's business?"

"Enough! Enough!"

"Since Master Wuyan isn't here, let's head back."

After saying that, he turned to look at the line of mortals kneeling there, their foreheads stained with blood and dust, as if considering how to deal with them.

Seemingly quite troubled, he turned to look at Ruan Ayao and said:

"Why not give them to the Taibai Sect as a small gift after bringing them all this way?"

This is exactly what I wanted to hear.

Ruan Ayao's expression relaxed slightly, and the atmosphere between the two sides eased considerably.

Jolie's friend whispered:

"It's all thanks to the Juque Sect for not treating people like human beings and being too lazy to deal with the troubles that follow."

Zhu Wuyao did not respond.

Ahead, Ruan Ayao sheathed her sword, took a step forward, and said:

"Then I'll take these people with me."

Upon hearing this, the people who were kneeling in a row crawled forward, not knowing whether the cultivator in front of them was a good person or not.

But no matter what, it's still better than the Juque Sect that wants to kill them.

Seeing the disheveled state of the group, a sinister and wicked glint flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Juque Sect.

He slowly raised the corners of his mouth, watching the group drag and huddle together as they crawled forward, and suddenly spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Ruan, you're going to hunt down that evil cultivator, these people won't be easy to manage, will they? Perhaps—"

As the last syllable of his voice lingered, the spiritual energy within his body flowed slowly.

In that instant, Ruan Ayao sensed the pull of energy, her gaze immediately fixed, and she was about to take a step forward.

However, the leading cultivator of the Juque Sect had already raised his butcher's knife and swung it at the few people who were completely unaware.

"I'll help you turn them into inanimate objects!"

The blade slashed forward with incredible speed.

The person crawling forward suddenly tensed up, frozen in place for no apparent reason, their arms trembling, and the wind almost stopped in their ears.

I saw that the cultivator in front of me had a glint of spiritual light in his hand, as if he was about to cast some kind of immortal technique...

However, it was too late.

Ruan Ayao's pupils dilated slightly, her eyes reflecting the broadsword that was even faster than the spirit shield, its aura chilling as it slashed head-on at the "ants" in the dust.

Just as the blade was about to strike—

A sword shadow appeared even faster.

A sword whistled out from behind Ruan Ayao, its clanging energy clashing with the blade, shattering the broadsword into dust.

The leader of the Juque Sect looked on with delight; he had guessed correctly!

The Daoist Master Wuyan is indeed here!

She finally couldn't hold back any longer.

She was indeed keeping her eyes on the broadsword the whole time, and she would not show herself unless the sword fell!

A cultivator dressed in the white robes of the Taibai Sect rose into the air from the group, attracting everyone's attention.

The Taibai Sect cultivators around them were astonished, staring blankly at their companion who had just been whispering with them, now suddenly transformed into a legendary figure.

Juli's friend murmured:

"I knew it! How could Senior Sister Ruan possibly release them ahead of time? I was just testing the waters, but I didn't expect you to actually do it..."

After saying that, he suddenly covered his mouth.

Whether Senior Sister Ruan was deceived by the "Silent Taoist Priest" or was intentionally cooperating, these two are different.

He looked up at the silent Taoist priest.

The white-robed woman, whose appearance had changed to that of an ordinary person, said:

"I am the Silent Daoist Master."

Ruan Ayao's expression changed.

She couldn't tell whether Zhu Wuyao was truly the Daoist Wuyan, or whether he was using the name of the Daoist Wuyan to conceal his true identity.

But at this moment, no proof is needed; Zhu Wuyao is indeed the legendary Master Wuyan.

"As expected, he is a Golden Core cultivator..."

The leader of the Giant Sword Sect seemed to confirm this, muttered to himself, then laughed and shouted:

"Array up!"

Zhu Wuyao, dressed in the white robes of the Taibai Sect, appeared calm and fearless. He turned to Ruan Ayao and said:

"I had no choice but to impersonate your sect's disciple. If your Taibai Sect also wants to get involved, I don't mind taking a few more down with me before I die."

Ruan Ayao understood the meaning behind Zhu Wuyao's words.

This is a complete severing of the relationship between the Taibai Sect and Master Wuyan.

Ruan Ayao's eyes flickered with emotion. She turned her head and saw her fellow disciples waiting for her orders. In an instant, she snapped out of her daze and said:

"withdraw!"

Before leading those innocent people across the border, Juli's friend glanced back at the Silent Taoist Priest, remembering what she had just said—

Even the Daoist Master Wuyan had thoughts of taking chances and protecting himself.

But when the executioner's blade falls, the Silent Taoist will still choose to stand up.

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"Hahahaha, I never expected you would actually come out!"

"Fellow Daoist, why not show your true face?"

With a command given, the Juque Sect cultivators had already surrounded Zhu Wuyao.

Zhu Wuyao knew from the beginning that, given her strength, these people were not a threat, but as long as they showed themselves, they would inevitably become mortal enemies with the Juque Sect.

As for the identity of Daoist Wuyan, she simply continued to use it to save trouble.

If we investigate further, since it was only sixteen or seventeen years ago when Master Wuyan first appeared in Beixuan City, many people should remember what Master Wuyan really looked like.

If we follow the clues, we might actually be able to uncover her identity.

That's the real problem.

Now is not the time to dwell on these things. She looked at the members of the Juque Sect and asked:

"You dare to surround me with such a small group of people? Aren't you afraid you won't come back alive?"

To flee or to kill?

The thought flashed through his mind: judging from the situation, he had already been targeted by the Juque Sect, and two cultivators had already been killed. The enmity they had formed was probably beyond redemption.

Whether the identity of the Silent Taoist Priest will be revealed does not depend on this battle.

If the Star-Picking Pavilion wants to hand him over, then he will betray the sect; if the Giant Que Sect sends Nascent Soul cultivators to hunt him down, then he will flee to the ends of the earth.

Since things have come to this, we might as well get rid of these scourges.

The leader of the Juque Sect said:

"The few of us are not enough, but what if... we add this great formation to the mix?!"

As the words fell, the mountains bowed to each other from afar, and a spiritual light suddenly appeared.

The formation covered an area of ​​several miles.

This is why the Juque Sect was unwilling to let this opportunity slip by easily.

Among the four major sects, if we were to say who is most skilled in formations, it would undoubtedly be the Juque Sect. Their doctrines, such as "Sand Pit Formation," "Rising Walls and Encircling Gates," and "Earthquake and Snake Dance," have similarities to formations.

Perhaps they are not good at meeting on a narrow road, but if they are prepared in advance, they can be bound and locked up by the green mountains.