Zhang Ruochen was unaware that Lu Youcai had not bought the Half-Saint mansion . In fact, it was originally an estate of the Sword Sanctum .
Entering the bamboo forest, he walked along a quiet stone path following the direction of the flute .
Suddenly, it stopped .
PHHF!
There was now only the sound of water flowing from the creek and bamboo leaves rustling in the wind .
Moments later, the melodious voice of a woman came from the Bamboo Pavilion next to the brookside . "Deep in the woods, I stay alone . I have only the moon for company . "
The voice was familiar but difficult to place .
Zhang Ruochen gazed towards the Bamboo Pavilion . He saw a woman with white hair sitting with her back to him .
Her hair was white as snow .
She held a yellowed bamboo flute in her hand and said again, "Zhang Ruochen, how do you know this poem?"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes widened . His heart began to beat hard in his chest and there was a roaring of thunder in his ears .
This time, he had heard it clearly!
It was indeed her voice .
After eight hundred years .
Eight hundred years later, and they actually had the opportunity to meet once again . The playful young girl he once knew was now crowned in silvery hair .
CLIP-CLOP!
Zhang Ruochen tried to conceal his feelings . With heavy footsteps, he took one step at a time into the Bamboo Pavilion until he stood opposite Kong Lanyou .
Kong Lanyou concealed her aura to the extreme; no one could feel the power fluctuations around her body . She seemed like an ordinary woman, sitting there elegantly . She shifted her beautiful eyes and stared at Zhang Ruochen .
It was just like in the scroll . The woman in the scroll looked like a goddess above the Nine Heavens . She was graceful, calm, quiet and otherworldly .
Her face had not change much in 800 years . Her fair white skin was more delicate than a baby's . She had bright red lips and long eyelashes .
Her eyes were dark and resembled jade, giving an unpredictable feeling . They were extremely bright and seemed to be able to see through Zhang Ruochen's soul .
Although her face was not old, her long green hair had faded to white, symbolizing the passing of time .
It was wrong . Such beauty with white hair .
Zhang Ruochen was very agitated, but he had to keep calm and restrain his emotions . He tried to look away from her as he was afraid she would see through him .
"How could it be her?"
Zhang Ruochen did not dare to unite with her . He remembered 800 years ago, the last time he saw her, the moment before he was killed by Chi Yao .
How could it be a coincidence?
Had his death been planned by Chi Yao and Kong Lanyou?
He had always trusted Kong Lanyou, just as he had trusted Chi Yao . And yet, he had died under Chi Yao's sword .
Could he still trust Kong Lanyou?
He stared at the ground and cupped his hands, bowing . He said with a trembling voice, "Predecessor, I am Zhang Ruochen . "
Once upon a time, Kong Lanyou had seen him as a role model . She had followed him around, pestering him like a small tail that could not be thrown off .
But now, Zhang Ruochen did not dare to identify on the same level . He could only address himself as a junior .
Kong Lanyou carefully analyzed him . She did not ignore his small movements or glances .
After a long while, she said, "Zhang Ruchen, you haven't answered my question . How do you know that poem?"
He took a deep breath and hid all his emotions . He said, "Predecessor, are you interrogating me?"
Kong Lanyou put down the flute in her hands, and her voice was colder . "You have never seen me before . How do you know that I am a predecessor? What if I am your peer?"
Zhang Ruochen said calmly, "Even though my cultivation is lacking and can't see through your cultivation, I have seen some aspects of the world and know that you are by no means an ordinary person . Besides, one's eyes cannot conceal secrets . Your eyes are full of knowledge and you have experienced the vicissitudes of the world . "
Kong Lanyou did not blink . She stared intensely into Zhang Ruozhen's eyes, attempting to see through him .
After a moment, she said, "When I mention the poem, a normal person would certainly ask me how I know it . However, you were not surprised at all and questioned me instead . Why is that?"
Zhang Ruochen was screaming internally .
The once playful little girl had become so shrewd . He had said just one sentence and she had discovered all its flaws .
Zhang Ruochen did not show his panic and put on a doubtful look instead . "When I was in the Sword Sanctum, I would say this poem . Aren't you from the Sword Sanctum?"
Kong Lanyou frowned . She hit the cotton . Zhang Ruochen dodged all her strength .
"Does he really think I am from the Sword Sanctum, or is he deliberately pretending to think so?"
Confused, she sat back . She asked for the third time, "How do you know that poem?"
Zhang Ruochen said, "This is a secret . Please forgive me but I cannot tell you . "
"Must I force you?"
Kong Lanyou showed a firm expression in her eyes .
An invisible momentum erupted from her body and raced toward Zhang Ruochen, like a tsunami .
She controlled the power with great skill . However, while strong, the momentum was within the boundary of Zhang Ruochen's tolerance .
Zhang Ruochen was not surprised, "Even if you attempt to force me, it won't work . "
"Is that right?"
Kong Lanyou smiled and lifted one of her slender white arms . Suddenly, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi turned into Spiritual Qi streams and gathered toward her palms . It condensed into a cyclone .
The Qi-spinning Palm, a simple Human Stage Inferior Class martial technique, became incredibly unpredictable under her regulation . It seemed to be even more powerful than a Ghost Level martial technique .
"Zhang Ruochen is a guest of our Silver Sky Mercenary Group . If you hurt him, don't blame me if I harm you . "
Nie Honglou was responsible for Zhang Ruochen's safety . He certainly would not stand by . He immediately took a step forward and flew up . He stretched his hands like a giant bird spreading its wings .
Blaze came out of his hands . His arms swung in a circle and condensed a huge ball of fire, attacking Kong Lanyou .
Kong Lanyou hummed and gently waved her arms .
The spherical cyclone in her hand flew out, sending Nie Honglou and his fireball flying .
With a bang, the fireball disintegrated, leaving only streaks of smoke .
Nie Honglou landed 33 meters away . His body landed on the ground lightly, like a bamboo leaf .
Nie Honglou touched his chest to find out if he had suffered any injuries . He was okay .
This caused him to be even more fearful .
He was in the Sixth Change of the Fish-dragon Realm . A superior like Silvermoon could defeat him, it made little sense to leave him unharmed like this .
It was obvious that this white-haired woman's cultivation was above Silvermoon, and her control of her power was exquisite .
Was she a Half-Saint?
Nie Honglou was shocked . He did not dare to strike out again .
If the other side became hostile, Zhang Ruochen and he would be turned to flying ash with one palm .
Zhang Ruochen was still very calm . He spared a glance at Kong Lanyou . "Even if you try to force me, it will be no use . Everyone has their secrets, don't they?"
"I won't force you . "
Kong Lanyou retracted her momentum . "To be honest, I am quite curious about you and have investigated you . Before the age of 16, you were weak and sickly . You couldn't even open up the Sacred Mark . "
"Then, when you got older, you opened up the Sacred Mark . And in a short period of three or four years, you grew from a sick young boy who stayed in bed all the time to a young king who was well known in the Eastern Region . What did you experience when you turned 16?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled . "Everyone is saying that I became the Golden Dragon's disciple and Buddha Emperor's descendant . My cultivation advanced rapidly, and I became an elite man . "
"I do not believe that . "
Kong Lanyou shook her head . "According to the information that I have, you were in the Completion of the Earth Realm when you got the Dragon Pearl . You are a genius student at the School of the Martial Market . And when you were 16 years old, it wasn't the martial technique of Buddhism that you practiced, but the Sacred Sword Skill of low-class of Spiritual . I want to know, how do you know the Sacred Sword Skill?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled . "Your information is quite detailed . Is it really worth for someone like you to spend so much effort investigating a junior like me? "
"It's worth it! Why wouldn't it be? Even if I spend another 800 years, it would still be worth it . As long as there is a result . " Kong Lanyou narrowed her misty eyes .
Zhang Ruochen's heart ached . It took all his restraint not to rush forward and tell her that he was the one she was looking for; he was her relative from 800 years ago, possibly her only relative left .
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