Volume 5 Chapter 93

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Volume 5 Chapter 93: Memories Like Smoke, Blown Away by the Wind

The person before him was none other than Feng Qingtian, who had been out of touch for many years. It was uncertain how "Tian" had managed to invite him into the "Ming" organization, and whether it was due to Zhang Xusheng’s earlier opinion.

When "Ri" and Feng Qingtian were together, it was clear that they shared many similarities: both were equally handsome, both had deep gazes, and both possessed a proud demeanor.

However, upon closer comparison, the two have very different qualities. For example, Ri’s pride comes from the outside in; it is proud because it has the strength to be so. The Sun can look down on the other members of the Darkness organization, but when facing Tian and Di, it shows great respect.

Feng Qingtian is also proud, but his pride comes from within, or we could say it arises from his soul. It is deeply rooted in his nature, so even when facing Zhang Xusheng, he dared to speak of revenge, which most people would view as foolish or a death wish. If it weren’t for Zhang Xusheng, that unpredictable madman, he would have been killed long ago, and he knows this. Yet, his head remains high, unwilling to bow down.

After hearing Tian’s plan, "Ri" looked at Feng Qingtian, his expression returning to his usual pride. Seeing Feng Qingtian calmly gazing back at it, carrying a similar yet different pride, they locked eyes for a moment. Then, "Ri" smiled slightly, as if bowing to "Tian", saying, "Thank you for your arrangements, senior."

Then, it turned to Feng Qingtian and said, "In the future, I will be relying more on my Taoist friend."

Surprisingly, the tone was unexpectedly polite.

"I will do my best."

Feng Qingtian replied coldly, but beneath his calm appearance, there was a flicker of emotion, as if he was remembering something.

Are we about to deal with Xu Qingfan?

In a daze, Feng Qingtian recalled their two confrontations with Xu Qingfan, and the moments they fought side by side. Even though his mind was filled with thoughts of revenge, those scenes remained astonishingly vivid, as if it were just yesterday.

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After everyone in the "Ming" organization was reassigned and left, only Tian and "Di" remained in the eerie mountain cave, silently looking at each other.

After a long while, the usually quiet "Di" surprisingly spoke up first.

"This is the last great calamity. The evil energy needed far exceeds the past. Therefore, this calamity cannot last only about ten years like before. But the ‘Eight Wilderness Hall’ has already declined, and ‘Beast Madness’ has been gradually killed by the Righteous Alliance. The Zhong family won’t be able to reappear for another three years. What plans do you have, my Taoist friend, regarding the duration of this calamity?"

Tian seemed surprised by Di’s sudden question, revealing a rare look of astonishment on his usually expressionless face. He couldn’t help but take a careful look at Di a few times. After a moment, he returned to his calm demeanor and slowly asked, "Have you, my Taoist friend, started to care about this calamity?"

"Di" said softly, "This plan was made together by the two of us. How could I not care?"

Tian said slowly, "Don’t worry. I have been preparing for this calamity for many years, and I understand its importance. I even purposely reduced the destructive power of the last calamity just to ensure the impact and duration of this one. Everything is still under my control. I have my own plans for the duration of the calamity over the next three years."

As he spoke, as if to prove Tian’s words, a statue not far in front of Tian and Di suddenly flickered with purple light. Then, a figure dressed in purple, surrounded by ghostly energy, suddenly appeared before the two elders of Tian and Di. Although this person was standing two statue distances away, at least a hundred feet apart, the two elders of Heaven and Earth could still hear the chilling cries of ghosts coming from him, captivating their hearts.

This purple-clad person was the only Mahayana cultivator who had joined the "Ming" organization in the past ten years, the new generation of "Yu".

It is worth mentioning that the identity of "Yu" is unknown even to the two elders, "Tian" and "Di." He is the only one who voluntarily joined the "Ming" organization and generally does not like to interact with other members of "Ming." He simply focuses on diligently completing various orders from the two elders and takes a large number of treasures from the "Ming" organization as rewards, which makes him seem very mysterious.

However, the two elders, "Tian" and "Di," observed that his cultivation method did not resemble that of a righteous person, and he showed no hesitation in killing or destroying souls. It was clear he could not be an undercover agent sent by the Righteous Alliance, so they felt reassured. For the two elders, members of the "Ming" organization, except for "Xuan" and "Huang," were nothing more than tools, and they did not care about the origins of these tools.

Moreover, seeing "Yu" take many treasures from the "Ming" organization as rewards proved that "Yu" had a great need for these things. The two elders, "Tian" and "Di," were completely confident they could fully control someone with such desires, just like the other members of the "Ming" organization.

"The task is complete. A large number of demon beasts from the Southern Wasteland are rushing toward the prosperous Middle-earth. At this speed, they are expected to arrive in a month or two."

After "Yu" appeared, he bowed to the two elders, "Tian" and "Di," and spoke. His voice was as eerie as his appearance.

"What about the young beasts?"

"Tian" nodded slightly but then asked.

"And those placed near ‘Ronghua Mountain’?"

"Tian" finally showed a look of relief in his eyes and said softly, "There are many demon beasts in the world, and about thirty to forty percent are concentrated in the southern part of the Southern Wasteland. This time, as they invade the prosperous Middle-earth, it will keep those from the Righteous Alliance busy for a while. Furthermore, among those demon beasts, some have keen senses and could follow the scent to ‘Ronghua Mountain,’ which would seriously injure the Righteous Alliance and save us some trouble."

Di slightly nodded and said slowly, "It’s good that you have a plan."

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At the foot of Ronghua Mountain, in a quiet forest, there is a row of small houses. Over the years, high-level cultivators who were injured in the war were arranged here for treatment. Many skilled healers gathered here, along with countless medicines from the "Medicine King Valley," so as long as the injured still had breath, they could be completely healed after arriving here.

However, despite this, watching the seriously injured and unconscious Ting’er and Little Black back then still made people worry. They feared anything might happen to them. That night, when the medical masters were healing Ting’er and Little Black, Xu Qingfan standing outside the room became a vivid memory.

Fifteen familiar Martial Uncles and brothers died before his eyes, only because of his lack of resolve and weakness. He not only failed to fulfill Zhang Hualing’s wishes, causing Jiuhua’s already weak power to suffer even more, but also deeply hurt his determination to protect Jiuhua. Ting’er and Little Black, who were so close to him, were also injured for his sake. Xu Qingfan’s deep guilt and sadness at that time were beyond words.

Back then, Jiuhua could have joined the Righteous Alliance after discussing with the elders, and Xu Qingfan didn’t need to represent Jiuhua on his own. Everything was just to boost Xu Qingfan’s reputation in Jiuhua, even if it caused many older elders to feel unhappy with Zhang Hualing. After Jiuhua joined the Righteous Alliance, according to its practice, each sect sent a small team to follow its arrangements. Originally, Xu Qingfan, whether in strength or reputation, could not lead the team, but to pave the way for Xu Qingfan to take over Jiuhua in the future, Zhang Hualing insisted and made Xu Qingfan the leader of the team.

Yes, the teachings of Liu Huaxiang, Zhang Hualing’s reminders before the action, Zhang Hualing’s spitting blood after learning about the fifteen casualties, and the scene where Ting’er and Little Black bravely faced two powerful Beast Madness cultivators to save him kept tearing at Xu Qingfan’s once firm heart.

Under the pressure, although Xu Qingfan felt tired, troubled, and weary, he still believed he could handle it. But in fact, Xu Qingfan found he was not as steadfast as he thought.

Pain? Guilt? Self-blame?

The night of waiting for news about Ting’er and Little Black felt incredibly long and dark. Remembering the scenes of his teammates dying one after another in battle made Xu Qingfan’s heart ache. He blamed himself countless times, but he still couldn’t bring them back.

In Xu Qingfan’s memory, that night it was drizzling, and he stood there in the rain, frozen. However, later Jin Qinghan said the sky was clear, and the stars and moon shone brightly.

Perhaps it was not the night that rained, but Xu Qingfan’s heart.

Before reaching that row of small houses, Xu Qingfan couldn’t help but think of that night.

"Uncle."

"Master."

"Master."

As Xu Qingfan stepped into the small house, the voices of Ting’er, Zhang Ningmei, and Bai Yu echoed one after another.